Farr’vye
The human gawked at me, expressionless for a few seconds. I was afraid his brain had malfunctioned or that I had worded my intention too bluntly.
But then his cheeks flushed pinker than a flower petal. His nose and ears turned the same shade until not a single speck of his pale flesh remained.
Perhaps he had not heard me.
“I am going to fuck you,” I repeated.
He pulled his lower lip between his teeth and bit down on it. The green rings of his eyes were alight with what I thought resembled anticipation.
“You’re… not mad?” he asked quietly.
I did not understand the reasoning behind his question. “No.”
“But I… I did something really stupid.”
“Yes,” I agreed. “That does not change the fact that I am going to fuck you now.”
His throat bobbed as he swallowed. His throat lacked the pink tinge of his face, and it glistened with rainwater. The sight enticed me like nothing else.
Arousal pooled below my belly. Did my little human even realize how alluring he was?
Thunder exploded in the sky. Assistant 23 flinched.
My tentacles swept forward and lifted him off the ground. He went passive and limp, allowing me to handle him as I wished. I cradled him like a precious doll.
“If you are frightened, I will distract you from the storm,” I told him.
Assistant 23 shook his head. “No, I’m not nervous right now. Not about the storm, anyway.” The slightest hint of a smile touched his lips. “Kinda excited, actually.”
“To be a hole for my cock?”
His eyes flashed with desire and surprise. He nodded, licking his lips. The shaft between his legs was already half hard.
“Um… will it hurt?” he asked.
“It should not. I do not wish to hurt you, so please tell me if it becomes too uncomfortable to bear.” I stroked the underside of his chin, lifting it so that he met my eyes. “My first goal is to pleasure you, little human. My second is to own you and worship you in any form that takes.”
Assistant 23 shuddered like a cold breeze caressed his skin, and his cock visibly twitched. It was upright now, its head a deep pink that matched his flushed cheeks.
I could not wait any longer.
My tongue slid out of my maw and wrapped around Assistant 23’s cock. He released a sharp gasp, arching his spine. The salty taste of him was novel. It fascinated me.
The initial rush of gratification was not enough. I needed more.
I allowed the full length of my tongue to emerge. It was half the length of Assistant 23’s arm. I enveloped his cock with it, from base to tip, covering it from all angles. Only the slit at the very top remained free.
Assistant 23 choked out a pleasured sound that I had never heard before. It was raw and unfiltered, released straight from his core.
“Fuck,” he muttered. “That’s…”
He was unable to finish his statement. Hazy pleasure was etched across his face. His jaw was slack, and his eyes were half lidded and unfocused.
I took this to mean he wished to continue, which was excellent because I had no wish to stop.
My prehensile tongue worked the human’s cock until he was whimpering and keening with need. I learned, to my joy, that it did not take much effort to arouse him. The slightest touch sent him reeling. But that did not mean I would slack off. I was intent on exploring every avenue of his pleasure.
“Guh,” Assistant 23 muttered. “Farr’vye, if you don’t stop, I’m gonna…”
I met his gaze but did not stop. I saw no reason to. It would be an honor if he finished from something as simple as my tongue wrapped around him.
Assistant 23 whimpered, bit down on his clenched fist, then cried out. His white pollen erupted from his exposed slit, shooting up and down the sides of my tongue. When the shock waves had finished and he went limp, I retracted my tongue. I made sure to clean up his mess.
“The taste is interesting,” I said, licking the last of it from my maw.
He groaned shyly. “You didn’t have to swallow it all.”
“I most certainly did. I was not going to waste it, little human.”
He snorted, but he sounded amused. “You’re too much. And also really, really good with your tongue. Holy shit.”
I smiled at him, grateful for the compliment.
“You already finished, but I still intend on fucking you,” I said, running my hands down his limp legs. “I assume that is acceptable.”
A soft groan escaped his lips. “Y-yeah. Um… please.”
That please went straight to my groin. With a low growl, I unfurled my cock from my cloaca. Assistant 23’s eyes rounded. He had seen it before, but he did not appear any less curious.
“It’s too big,” he said bluntly.
It could have been a complaint or a compliment. I chose to take it as the latter.
“Thank you,” I said. “And yours is very small.”
One side of Assistant 23’s mouth curved up in a lopsided grin. Despite the towering shadow of my cock across his face, I thought he looked comfortable and at ease.
He reached for my long, pulsing flesh with his small pale hands. “There’s no way this will fit inside me.”
I purred as his palms awakened ripples of pleasure on my skin, spreading through my body like pebbles across water.
“You will not know unless you try,” I murmured.
“I have eyes, Farr’vye. I don’t need to try. I can look at your giant alien dick and just know.”
The combination of his touch and his adorably annoying banter filled me with happiness.
“Are you not a scientist?” I replied, my voice breathy and low. “You are meant to test theories, yes?”
He let out a frustrated grunt. “Here’s my theory. Huge cock.” He ran his hands down the sides of my erection to illustrate his point, which made me shiver with pleasure. Then he gestured toward his bottom. “Small hole.” He crossed his arms over each other and shook his head. “Not gonna fit.”
My breathing grew ragged and quick. His soft hands on my sensitive flesh felt wonderful. It was nothing like my own touch. It was extreme, lighting up my every nerve and erasing all thoughts from my mind except for grabbing my human and penetrating him.
“Farr’vye? You okay?”
My eyes had been closed as I lost myself in fantasy. Now, I opened them blearily. My nictitating membrane had slid partway across my vision, making Assistant 23 glow a beautiful gold.
“It will fit,” I stated.
There was no doubt in my voice. No room for argument. He must have heard it because he sat upright and swallowed. As I watched his narrow throat bob, I recalled the image of him downing my pollen as if his life depended on it. My cock twitched in his hands.
Assistant 23 cleared his throat and tucked a stray piece of curly hair behind his ear.
“Um… You know, I’ve never really done this before.
” His cheeks were already pink, yet somehow, they burned deeper.
“Getting fucked. At all. I mean, I’ve tried it with myself, but I know it’s not the same. So I’m probably really bad at… that.”
A warm feeling bloomed in my chest as he continued to yammer on.
In his time in the village, he was never much of a talker.
He kept his heart and his words close to his chest, never letting anyone get close or hear his innermost thoughts.
It meant a great deal that he was babbling on and on—just for me.
Overcome with affection, I brushed his cheek with my tentacle. He paused mid-sentence, his green eyes going wide.
“I could listen to you stumble over your words forever,” I told him.
Assistant 23 halted, then let out an abrupt laugh that made his eyes sparkle. “Only you could say that and make it sound sweet.”
My heart was full. And so was my erection.
“I can only hold myself back for so long, my little human,” I warned him in a tender voice.
“Okay, well, my point was…” He lowered his gaze, then glanced up at me through his lashes. “If you want to fuck me. You can just… do it.”
My feelers pulsed with excitement and desire. “You mean this truthfully?”
I expected to see a speck of indecision on his face, something that gave away his inner cynicism. But Assistant 23 met my gaze with confidence.
“You seem certain. And I really like that about you,” he said softly. “Actually, I like it when you’re a little dominant with me. It’s nice when I don’t have to do anything.”
I caressed his face again, tenderly, wanting to show him how much I truly cared before I lunged at him like a ravenous beast.
Then, still cradling his cheek in my palm, I pushed him to the floor. His eyes rounded, but there was no fear in them.
“I want you,” I growled, low and primal. “I will take you.”
A shudder rolled over my human. He bit his lip, nodding quickly.
The message was clear enough. I did not need to hold back any longer.
My tentacles flew in and wrapped around Assistant 23’s ankles, prying them wide open in one swift motion. He gasped but did not struggle or look uncomfortable.
My hungry gaze raked over his naked body. Below his ribs was a sharp dip that fell into a pale valley. His cock, hard again, rested against his belly. And beneath the attached fleshy pouch was a tiny, secretive hole.
Now I understood why he thought it would not fit.
“It is small,” I said, “just like the rest of you.”
Assistant 23 squirmed. “Told you.”
“Shh.”
He had opened his mouth to continue arguing, but upon my command, his lips tightened and curved into a smile.
Adjusting his legs with my tentacles, I lowered the tip of my throbbing erection to his entrance.
A brief flash of anxiety flitted across Assistant 23’s face, but it disappeared when I met his gaze.
He giggled, then made an embarrassed sound and laid his forearm across his face.
He did not tell me to stop or indicate that he wished to escape my grasp.
He was helpless and at my mercy—and he liked it that way.
As my tip grazed his hole, sounds emerged from both of us. A pleasured growl from me, and a soft moan from my human.
I wanted to fuck him wildly. I wanted to break him apart and put him back together. However, this was our first time. He put on a brave face, which was a huge step forward for him, but I knew I must take this slowly for his sake. At least until he recognized that I would not hurt him.
My cock gently entered him. His minuscule hole compressed my member, clamping down on it with delicious pressure that made everything tingle. He was tight. It was like trying to slip my tentacle into the shut maw of a pitcher plant. But this felt so much better.
As I went further in, my head spun with pleasure.
I had assumed Assistant 23’s hole would be snug, but I was not prepared for the reality of his tightness.
His ass swallowed my cock, devouring it.
The suction was so powerful that it seemed I would not be able to back out.
Not that it mattered to me. I would have been glad to be stuck together forever.
Assistant 23 breathed in and out in a steady rhythm. With his eyes still covered by his arm, he asked, “Well? Giving up yet?”
Could he not feel me? Perhaps he was so sure I could not fit that he had mentally blocked out all sensation.
“I am already inside you,” I told him.
“What?” he squeaked, eyes flying open. When he saw that the tip section of my cock had disappeared inside his body, he made a high-pitched sound of confusion. “How the fuck? Did you get that in there?”
I chuckled. “Told you.”
He glared at me for stealing his statement, then burst into a breathy laugh. “Jeez. Wow. Um.” He swallowed, staring at the place where our bodies connected. “Not gonna lie. That’s really hot.”
“Yes.”
“Can you… go deeper?”
“Yes.”
I shifted my hips, pressing further into him. I could tell he felt it this time. His mouth dropped open and a weak gasp escaped.
I felt it, too. His fleshy ridges pressed down on my cock as it slipped through his channel, and the ever-present tightness sucked me in with its velvety heat. The sensation was unbearably pleasurable.
“How is it even fitting?” Assistant 23 demanded with a voice crack.
“My cock is more malleable than yours. It is—huff—bending to the will of your hole.”
He blushed furiously. “Fuck.” Then I pushed deeper, and he released a loud groan, different from any of his past groans. “Shit. Oh. This feels way too good.”
I grinned, pleased to know he was enjoying this as much as I was.
“Look,” I said.
Assistant 23 rolled his head down to follow my instructions. His eyes were glazed with pleasure, but when he saw the bump in his stomach, he looked nervous.
“Ah—oh, wait. That’s you, isn’t it?”
“Yes. Do not worry. You are not pregnant and cannot become so,” I reassured him. “But I must admit, I enjoy the sight of you bulging with my cock.”
My human let out an aroused whimper. When he reached down with shaky hands to touch the bulge, his own cock twitched.
“Fuck, that’s unreal,” he whispered. “It doesn’t hurt at all. It feels amazing.”
He was beginning to understand. That heartened me.
“Can I ask you something?”
He suddenly sounded serious. “Anything.”
“Am I dreaming?”
I chuckled, then noticed that he was not joking. “No, my little human. You are not dreaming.”
“Okay, ’cause this is all too good to be real. I don’t just mean the alien dick inside me. Well, that too. But you care about me. You love—”
He stopped as if his airway had been cut off. His face flushed, ears and all.
But it was too late. I have already heard that glorious word I had been waiting for.