Oct 28, 2023
The Virtuoso 🛠️
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The Virtuoso 🛠️
Oc guy :)
Me: *has a dream about PMD2*
Me: GUESS IT'S TIME TO REPLAY PMD2 AGAIN
prompt time?? oooh “one night only” was so great! maybe something from the “return engagement” world?
((I have the beginning tendrils of a sequel idea for the Explorers series (One Night Only & Return Engagement) but nothing has solidified yet. In the meantime…))
“You’re adorable.”
“I’m not,” he replied. “I’m handsome and dashing.”
She laughed, and she could feel how it sped his heartrate, how her delight warmed him. “You are. And also adorable.”
He blushed. “I can’t help it. I’m on an alien spaceship and I’m going to go live on an alien planet!”
She slid her arms around him from behind, so he could continue to stare at the viewscreen and its display of the inky depths of outer space. “You’re on an alien spaceship, going to go live on an alien planet,” she agreed, “as the spouse of an alien princess.”
He turned in her grasp. “Spouse?”
She bit her lip. “You are my arlnath. Why would I want to marry anyone else?”
He smiled and swooped in to kiss her, and she could feel his answer long before he pulled his lips away to say, “I’d love to marry you.”
She moved to kiss him again, but he backed away a little. “But… I don’t know how to… I mean, I’d be your… consort, right? Prince-consort?”
She nodded. “Yes. Why does that concern you?”
“I don’t know how to be royalty.”
“I’ll teach you everything you need to know. Stop worrying about that.”
“It’s kind of… I mean… how? How do I stop worrying?”
“Hmmm, well, I could distract you.”
“I dunno…” His innocence was as fake as his perplexed expression. She could feel it. They no longer had secrets between them. “It’s such a big deal.”
She snorted and grabbed hold of him, spinning him back around to face the viewscreen. “I have something bigger I want to deal with right now,” she purred, rubbing her hand against his crotch and the growing erection she could feel there.
He gasped. “Princess!” He was trying hard to maintain a straight face; she could tell by his tone of voice, even if she couldn’t feel the bubbling mirth inside him. “You’re just using me for my body. I knew it!”
“Mm-hm,” she agreed, already working his pants open. “I plan to use your body all night, too, until we fall asleep in each other’s arms, exhausted and spent and thoroughly satisfied.”
“We’ll be all sticky and sweaty,” he warned her.
“Worth it,” she replied as she pulled his cock out. She rubbed just the head, slicking her hand up with the already-welling pre-cum.
He sighed and his eyelids fluttered closed. His head lolled back as she caressed him. “You… make a good point.”
She laughed. “Just think, my love,” she said as she continued to massage him, “I will be all yours, for the rest of our lives.”
“Mmm.”
“My lips will never kiss another. My body will know no one else’s touch, save yours.”
“Same,” he exhaled. “I mean… I don’t ever want anyone else, either.”
“Say it for me.”
He opened his eyes, let his head fall forward now. “I’m all yours, princess.”
“Yes, you are.” She rewarded him by beginning to stroke his cock now. She let her other hand reach lower, to cup and knead his balls.
He moaned and writhed against her. “Ah, fuck…”
“Open your eyes, Takashi,” she told him. “Behold your dream while I get you off.”
He raised his head, looked at the viewscreen. It was still dark.
“Let’s find a better view, hm?” She pulled her hand away from his balls, waved up a menu. “The Kaltrynan nebula, perhaps?”
The view shifted. Usually the viewscreens were just used like windows, real windows being a bad idea for the structural integrity of a space-faring vessel. But they could display whatever you wanted. She made it look like they were coming up on the famous nebula, thick with multi-colored clouds and bright with scattered stars.
“It’s gorgeous,” he exhaled.
“I’m glad you like it.” She resumed her full treatment, stroking his cock, massaging his balls.
He groaned. “I love it. I love you. I love this. Fuck, Allura, this is…”
She shifted a little, just enough to be able to purr right in his ear, “Who does this cock belong to now?”
“You,” he panted immediately. “It’s all yours. I’m all yours.”
“Good.”
She didn’t have to say anything; she knew he could feel the shift in her. He turned to face her again, but only so he could grab her and turn them around, pin her against the wall, her head against the viewscreen.
“Your turn.” His hands on her legs, shoving the skirt of her “forever” pink dress up. He picked her up, palms very nearly on her ass, thumbs on her thighs, and she looped her arms around his neck and hooked her legs around his waist.
He reached down with his right hand, with the prosthetic she’d made for him (again), and, with a single clean jerk, tore her panties off of her. She gasped and watched him smirk as her arousal filled him. She loved it, he knew she loved it. No secrets.
“And who do you belong to, my princess?” He pressed himself forward, and she could feel his cock edging her wet entrance.
“Myself, of course,” she replied.
“Try that again.” He leaned forward, lips a breath from hers, gazes locked. His voice, when he spoke, was a growl that made her tremble with desire. “Whose pussy is this?”
She bit her lip and tried to catch her breath. “Yours, Takashi, my love, my arlnath. Now please fuck me.”
“With your cock?” he asked with a grin.
“Absolutely.”
He pressed into her and she groaned gutturally. “Ahh, yes… Takashi…” She tightened her hold on him, both arms and legs.
“You’re incredible,” he said, breathing it into her hair as the sights of the nebula zoomed by just behind her. “Sometimes I can’t believe you’re real.”
“Don’t wake up.”
“Not yet,” he agreed. “You are,” hard thrust, “definitely,” and again, “the sweetest dream,” and another, “I’ve ever had.”
“As you are for me. My brave, handsome captain… my eternal love…”
“Don’t hold back,” he told her. He could feel her doing it, she knew. “I want to make you happy.”
“All… you have… to do… is… is smile…” she managed.
“Come for me, my love.” And he said it in Altean.
She was gone, she couldn’t have held back if she wanted to, and even as she began to come down off from that climax, he was still thrusting into her. She could feel how much he loved it: the tight, wet heat of her clenching around him, the ecstasy that had flooded her, the knowledge that he was the one she wanted and needed and that he was the one who had gotten her off.
She tapped into his fantasies to pant, “You are… the only one… who can satisfy me… Takashi…”
She expected that he’d return the favor, but wasn’t prepared for, “I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you, Allura.” She wasn’t prepared for those words, in his voice, ringing with deep, genuine truth.
And he stopped, buried to the hilt inside her, pulled back and brushed the tears of happiness away that had sprung up. His eyes shone with truth and love and steady faith in her, in them, in everything they had and were to each other.
It was all well and good to say sexy things about owning one another (or at least each other’s genitals), but it was truly starting to feel as if her heart belonged to him, and his to her. As if they had swapped places in each other’s chests, and that were forever bound together by the action.
It was a terrifying thought, to be so closely tied to someone else. But she also knew that Takashi took it as seriously as she did. This was a duty and a burden, to carry another’s heart like this, but it was one they undertook together. He would never abandon her, even if he could.
She tightened her legs around him, felt how good it was to be filled with him, and pressed a long, lingering kiss to his lips. And while her mouth was still occupied, she thought, Finish what you’ve started. I need to feel you come inside me.
And he began to move again, lips breaking apart. “As you wish,” he whispered throatily, and she beamed, at both the reference she knew now and the fact that he had picked up on what she’d said nowhere except in her heart.
She cried out as he drove himself inside her, each thrust better than the last. She looked into his eyes as he fucked her, and it seemed to spark something hungry in him. Harder, faster, so deep each time, but still not enough. Not yet, she still needed more.
“I can’t wait… to get you home,” she panted. “I want… to have you… in every place… we were together… that first… trip…”
“The Chapel of Memories?” he asked. “You want me… to take you… against your mother’s stone?”
“Yes… and the Blossom Canyon… the dining room… the very hallways…”
“We’ll… get caught.”
“Let them… see… ahh, Takashi… you’re so close… please…”
She bit her lip, and that did it. With one final thrust, hot cum began to fill her, and she let herself go as well, let herself scream with the climax, and who gave a damn if the entire ship came running?
He buried his face in her hair again, nuzzled his nose in behind her ear, and she giggled breathlessly.
You know I don’t own you. She could, somehow, feel his voice. It wasn’t telepathy. It was still just emotion and sensation, but it was easily translated into words in her mind. Not any part. I would never…
I know, beloved. Nor do I own you.
You have my heart.
And you mine. Aloud, she said, “I promise, your cock is still yours.”
He laughed and straightened up. He meant to let go, to help her get back to her feet.
She tightened her arms and legs around him. “Noooo. Not yet. Don’t go.”
“We were too loud. This is technically a public room. We should…”
“Not yet.” She waved up a screen, typed in a command. “There. All the privacy we need, unless there’s an emergency.” She grinned. “Being royalty has its advantages, as you’ll come to know.”
He smiled and shook his head. “I only need you.” And kissed her sweetly.
“And learning to fly our spaceships.”
“Well, I wouldn’t say I need that, but it’d be awfully nice.”
She laughed and he joined her, and she thought nothing could ever go wrong ever again, so long as she had (Former) Captain Takashi Shirogane by her side.
Etaloks are the Altean Equivalent of buffalo. While they are often beasts of burden or food, they are actually large rodents. They resemble Capybaras, but are closer to Hippopotamuses in physique and have three horns on the bridge of their noses. They often travel in large herds and are usually not actively hunted by Alteans; rather they are simply picked off when a herd wanders into the area or raised as free-range cattle. Ranching or stabling them can cause Etaloks to become depressed, so rarely will they ever be kept in pens. They are mainly herbivores, but have been known to eat insects, namely pests that would infest or eat crops.
From the revised copy of Ptola’s “The Altean Guide to Herbivores, Vol. 5”, updated by Lance Alvarez, Katherine Holt, Coran Smythe, and Fa’aso’otauloa Malosi Hunkin-Garrett
Etaloks are credited to @braincoins
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