Queer week 3. Mental control (NB/F)
Summary: Feeling your alien girlfriend’s conscience rubbing against yours was a freaky thing, but it gets even freakier when you start to feel like she controls your body, your legs pressing together to hide your arousal and your heart accelerating. Now you are at the brink of an orgasm, and everyone is looking at you.
Fem!alien x nb!reader || mental control, orgasm denial, edging, exhibitionism, voyeurism (kinda), dom/sub dynamic
This ceremony is boring as fuck. You came as a plus one to your amazing alien girlfriend, but each passing second takes forever, and you don’t even understand the language of half the aliens speaking. You are only smiling and nodding along. By the time the lights dim and the prizes start being handled, you are about to fall asleep.
You can’t fall asleep, sunlight. I have plans for you. Your girlfriend’s voice reverberates in your brain, and you let out a little gasp of surprise. A couple aliens on your table turn their curious gazes in your direction, but you are too focused on what just happened.
She had never done that before. You didn’t know she could do that. You look in her direction, three tables away, sitting with the rest of the alien committee. She looks stunning with her lilac skin and black ceremonial tunic. The glitter you applied on her eyelids glistens under the dancing lights on screen, making her look ethereal.
You stare in her direction, and she is already looking at you, eyes open and a smirk parting her beautiful lips. Didn’t know I could do this, sunlight? It was a little surprise for you. Let’s see how long you can hold it together.
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