Page 19 of Horns & Heart
“You have these.You have a uterus, after all, then.I thought you might, from how you acted and from your scent.Sweet thing, there was no need to hide it.You will never need to hide such things from me.”
Well, talk about killing a sexy mood.“I don’t—how in the name of fuck do nipples equate uterus?Can you all please stop with the damn uteri?Do you really think I’d have missed it if I had one up until this point?Also, for your information, I kind of never did it with anyone, so I’m basically still a virgin.There.Happy now, Mr.Don’t Hide Anything From Me?”
He clicked at me.“But these—your nipples—they are…” He reached for my left one and circled it with his thumb.I moaned.“Aren’t these for your young?For babies?”Boy, did I feel stupid for moaning.He was still touching me, and I wasn’t making any kind of noises either species could have construed asfor the young, and fuck, was he sexist or what?
“All humans have nipples, not all have a uterus.Mmm.Your hands…”
“Yes, you like that.”Spoken like a monster who knew exactly what he was doing to this poor human virgin.Oh, I was about to be ravished, I could just tell, and my cock was so on board.“You’ve never allowed another to touch you, sweet thing?”
“Mmm, there was…touching.Just nothing else, okay?”
I tried for a firm tone, but if anyone could manage a firm tone while someone was stroking and gently squeezing their nipples, I wanted to see that person and ask them what was wrong with them.
“That means you don’t know all things you like, all things that make your body sing with pleasure?”Inkiri squeezed, and I moaned.“You are very responsive.That’s good.”
“Ink-nnngh—stop, it’s too much.”I gripped his wrists, or tried to.
He stopped touching me, his hand just hovering between our bodies.“I thought you enjoyed that.”
I blinked up at him.“I did.Why did you stop?”
He tilted his head.“You told me to, sweet thing.”
“Oh.”My fingers tightened on his wrist.This felt like a crossroads moment, and I had a path I knew I should be walking, and one I really wanted.I wasn’t sure if they were the same though.“I didn’t mean that.Keep touching me.”
“All right, sweet thing.Like this?”His fingers were back, picking up right where he’d left off.
He rolled my nipples between his thumb and first finger, and I screamed.He released me when I tossed my head back to let the scream escape, and all of a sudden, I was lying fully on my back, and Inkiri had his shirt off.
I stared in wonder.He had no nipples that I could see.I reached up to get some tactile confirmation of that, and while everything was nice and firm, hairless apart from a line of the softest blue fluff running from his navel down under his pants, there were no nipples, just an expanse of flawless, light blue skin.His confusion about mine made sense, then.
“Huh.”
Inkiri made a little noise; not quite a click, but close.“You aren’t pleased?”
“Oh, no, I am.This is a nice chest.All nice and blue.And firm.I like that it’s firm.See, when I jerked off, I’d think about guys with firm chests taking advantage of me and just having their lusty way.”Which was not something I ever told people.I needed to get a grip.Or better yet, Inkiri could get a grip.On something.And just rub, rub, rub until I felt properly taken advantage of.That would be good.
“Then, you like this?”he asked innocently, and then, belying that innocent tone, he gyrated on top of me.I felt him rub against me.Against my very hard cock, specifically.
I groaned and ground right back.Then I shoved at his knees and my pants, fumbling with the buttons.
Inkiri didn’t need an invitation after that.It was utterly thrilling to see the grace he moved with when he got up off the bed and pulled his own pants off, along with his strange shoes.Then he did mine, but I was too distracted to feel even a tiny little bit shy about him opening the button and sliding the zipper down.
I was shamelessly staring.At his cock.
He was…big.Proportional, I figured, since he was a head or two taller than me, not counting the horns.But still big.
I was really glad I’d taken a hard pass on penetration just then.
His hood was pointier and wider than mine, and the ridge around it was so pronounced it looked like it might feel good to have that rub against one’s most sensitive spots.After a lot of preparation, I assumed.
I reached that conclusion based on nothing but my own imagination about how a thing like that would feel.Inside me.After being stretched to take it.Possibly, the conclusion was also based on a certain amount of desire I was feeling about experiencing such rubbing.
But… “You don’t have balls,” I said.
Inkiri had been working my jeans off me, carefully maneuvering them over my feet.He tossed them aside, and just like that, I was naked in bed with someone else.Well, naked but for my cat socks.I was going to get deflowered wearing cat socks.Well, okay.That was going on the list of things I would never tell another living soul.
“Our testicles are inside.Yours look so swollen.”With a mischievous glint in his eyes he reached out to touch them as soon as he lay down next to me.That put me between him and the wall.“You’re hardly wet though.”He dabbed at my cockhead and spread the precum.“Are you not enjoying this at all?”
