Close Encounters | By : Sablemane Category: +S through Z > Starcraft Views: 4624 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The zealot wheeled on her, stepping menacingly forward. She retreated, transfixed on the energy suddenly pouring from his eyes. "WHY." He echoed within her head. He was angry. She didn't know he could get angry. "S-sorry I just had to know.." She turned away, her cheeks burning. Quietly she had been dying for contact with her captor, after weeks of being watched, waiting for him to come close, to learn more about to him, to feel what he was like. She had become a bit.. infatuated. As she turned, he grabbed her arm. Her thoughts came rushing in, invading his mind as if their situations were reversed. It took a moment to process, even as she squirmed uncomfortably under his gaze.
"I see now.." His voice gently rolled through her mind, literally the most seductive thing she had ever heard and intentionally so. He released her arm and she completed her turn away from him. She now faced the table where she had been working on her gear, placing her fingertips on it, gathering her thoughts. He shifted behind her, pulled away the armored belt and cloth that normally clothed him. "You are eager to learn. I will show you."Suddenly she felt what he was talking about, the long heavy thing brushed against her inner thighs. "Ohhh my god, are you serious.." she mumbled, pushing her ass out against him. It was.. rising, swelling.. everything was going as expected. A strange ripping noise started and she froze- he was dragging one long claw down the back of her bodysuit, from the nape of her neck all the way down. By the time he'd peeled her out of it, his cock was rigidly planted at the apex of her thighs. Much longer than expected and the head was broad and flat. She'd been expecting weird, this wasn't so bad.. The tentacles began to slither around and around her thighs. She shivered. They began to gently pry her thighs apart, lifting her closer to level with his hips. She moaned as his clawed hand wrapped around her neck and the other flat across her stomach, holding her close to his body. Wordlessly he entered her, but she could feel his pleasure in every fiber of her being. So this was what being with a psychic was like..
She cried out as he pushed past her barriers, slow gentle thrusts until he probed at her cervix. She felt his lust, his need, something so fiery that when she closed her eyes she could almost see it around her, engulfing her. He staggered forward, his tentacles holding her hips at a 90 degree angle to his so that she laid facedown on the table, hands clenched while he deliberately widened his cock instead of pushing into her womb, filling her utterly. Her mind was goo, her legs were goo, her muscles quivered with every thrust that raked against her inner spot, the one that drove her insane. His tentacles around her tightened as he tried to control himself and not destroy her soft, wonderful body. His claws began to dig into her skin as he held on to his precious captive by the hips. It was so.. overwhelming. His rhythmic thrusting paused and she whined beneath him. He wanted only to continue this forever but that would truly be torture. He began to surge into her with purpose, exerting his will so that she was both physically and mentally enveloped in bliss with him. Finally she sobbed happily with release, her whole body twitching wildly as he planted in her firmly up to his hilt and shot thick blue seed until he had filled her body totally.
He brought them to bed, not allowing her to be free of him, not that she wanted to.
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Sorry it's short and a bit abrupt. Hope you enjoyed it anyway. Thanks for reading!
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