A Most Terrifying Engagement (closed)

[Brandnewbuddy]

Vanta grabbed the bags noting Andrea’s excitement and clutched the bags to him, even growing extra arms so he could keep the precious packages held while he helped her put away the groceries.

When she asked him to open them, a stunned look impacted his face. Vanta understood the meaning of what was being said but it took him several seconds to register that it had been said.

“You got me gifts?” Vanta asked, “I…I…” he knew the normal response from observing people was to say something like “you didn’t have to” or “you shouldn’t have” but Andrea had and he wanted her presents, no matter what they were. He opened the bags and pulled out the echo and the suit. He wasn’t sure what to think of the echo. He knew from a home he was briefly in it was a device that let people talk to it and ask questions but the suit he understood more. He knew SPF kept the sun from hurting human’s skins so this suit, he assumed at least, would help protect him.

Vanta placed the echo on the kitchen counter and then, in one movement, tossed the suit up into the air, turned himself into a fluid like substance and filled the suit out, turning into a form similar to his first human form from the first night they spent after his “resurrection” the fabric felt nice against his skin in a comforting way. He made sure to swell up a bit in some places, namely his butt and crotch so he would feel further squished within it.

“It fits perfectly!” He half joked as he spun around in front of Andrea, “Do I look all good?”

Before she could answer, he sped over to her and kissed her on the lips briefly but then circled his arms around her back and held her to him.

“Speaking of things that fit perfectly” he said. It was a different feeling holding Andrea while dressed in cloth that wasn’t made from him. It was both less and more intimate than when he held her normally. Like the slight separation between their flesh made him crave her more.

“Thank you Andrea. I’ve never gotten a gift before, you don’t know how much this means to me.” He said sincerely. Before Andrea he didn’t remember anyone ever showing him affection and the fact it was now coming from her could make him fall in love with her 100 times over.

He kissed her on the cheek and then peppered another kiss on her lips. He dipped her back and kissed her forehead.

“This means more to me than you’ll ever know.” He looked deep into her eyes and carefully balanced her on one hand while the other guided one of her hands to his ass cheek. “Is my butt okay? I believe you were checking it out earlier today.” He joked, trying to dial things back a bit.

 

[Poprockz]

He looked wholly surprised that she had gotten him something, and it only stoked her excitement. There was something really wholesome about giving someone a gift and having it land well; even if they didn't like it, it was so satisfying when someone was really happy that they had been thought of. Each gift had been thoughtfully selected, so if it was true that "it was the thought that counts" she imagined that they counted well.

It was something else to see him turn into liquid and fill out the suit in one fluid motion, like something from a movie. She found it a bit cute that he was so eager to put on the suit that he had taken a shortcut to putting it on. There had never been any doubt that it would fit, seeing as he could morph himself into any shape he wanted, but she had gotten a suit tailored for a man taller than herself to get as close to what he liked to turn into when he was displaying as a human man. As she briefly surveyed him in it, she had to admit that it did indeed look good on him.

The suit itself was black with blue stripes down the sides and arms, the suit cutting off at the wrists, angles and the middle of the neck. She had also purchased gloves, a mask/hood sunglasses, and socks, but those didn't need to be put on unless they were actually going out.

She didn't get long to admire him though, as she found herself in his arms with his lips giving her their own thank you on her lips and face. Again, he hadn't asked whether he could kiss her, but then again she didn't feel that his actions had been inappropriate. He was expressing his joy physically and that was fine with her.

"You're welcome. I-oop!" Andrea found herself being tipped back unexpectedly, and her hand immediately went to his shoulder in an attempt to find some stability. Though once she was in the position itself, she trusted that he wouldn't drop her. He was far too strong not to be able to support her easily and there was no way in hell he would drop her intentionally, not when his eyes seemed to shine with appreciation. It had taken her breath away, and she only seemed to come back to her senses when he asked about his butt.

The woman blinked, blushed, and then laughed. "I am appalled that you would accuse a lady of looking at a man's butt! Now that you're asking though..." Her hand squeezed his ass playfully, "if I wasn't a refined lady, I would say that your butt is nicely plump."

"Also, if you're wondering what the other thing is, it’s an Amazing echo. So, when I’m sleeping, or I’m busy with something and you want something to do, you can listen to music, have it read you books, tell you information, or order things. Though if you’re going to order things, I’m not sure how much of a grasp you have on money and its worth, so I would give you a limit on that. You use it by speaking to it, so it doesn’t require you to access a bright screen or anything.”

She beamed at him, very proud of her purchase. "I really wanted you to have a way to explore, even if you couldn't physically go out in the daytime. You can find out more about what you do and don't like, and learn more about things that interest you."

 

[Brandnewbuddy]

Vanta went from drinking in Andrea's reaction to letting out an appreciative chuckle as she squeezed his butt, "I'm glad my lady approves." he glistened, flashing a playful grin.

Then she explained the other gift and Vanta's eyes went wide. It wasn't just a good gift, it was a most wondrous one. Vanta had knowledge, some from observation and some from...wherever his knowledge came from but he had difficulty learning. Now Andrea was offering him a method to actually learn about the world he used to only haunt in the past. Vanta was suddenly filled with an almost child like glee and soon spun Andrea around, twirling her closer and closer as he raised her back up and slowly wrapped his free arm around her back. by the time the twirling ended, Vanta had wrapped his beloved in a tight embrace and began speaking with all of the enthusiasm he could muster.

"It can do all that? That's amazing!!!" He almost squealed, "Can we turn it in now? This is so exciting, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Vanta said, his lips moving a mile a minute." Vanta suddenly caught himself and calmed down, an embarrassed look crossing his face, "What I mean is, I'm really grateful for this gift. I've never had anyone consider me or what I might want before."

Vanta felt an involuntary shudder in his eyelids and soon felt his face painfully contorting. Before he could question what was going on, tears began to form and roll out from his tear ducts and splatter down on Andrea. He was crying.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm crying," Vanta said, rubbing his eyes, "I feel so happy right now and you did something so wonderful for me but I can't stop these things." ...or rather, he could but a part of him didn't want to. It would be simple to merely cut off the ducts, forcibly relax his muscles, and turn the tears back into shadow but that would be hiding how he felt.

Through his joyous tears, Vanta looked down at Andrea and kissed her forehead, "Thank you Andrea, you are so wonderful. You not only gave me these gifts but you let me experience a happy cry. I love you." He said, holding her tight, "I wish I could offer you something as wonderful but all I did was clean a bit." He thought about how precious Andrea was to him. Every day with her was like a new miracle.

"I'm sorry I've been kissing you on the lips without permission," He spoke, "I was so caught up in my attraction for you that I wasn't thinking," He positioned his face in front of hers, remembering the distance of their first kiss, "May I give you a proper, long kiss? I don't know if my words alone can express how I feel right now."

 

[Poprockz]

Though the spinning made her mildly dizzy, she was very happy to see his unbridled joy once he knew what her gift was. His motor-mouth made her laugh until she saw his eyes start to well up and then start to shed his own black tears. She looked at him in wonder, reaching up to his cheek and wiping some of his tears away with her thumb. He was truly crying for joy. While she hoped he would like her gift, she hadn't expected for him to be so profoundly touched. The last time he had cried, she had been holding his dying body in her arms, though she was very grateful that these tears were of a complete opposite nature.

"It's okay," she said kindly, a warm smile on her face. "I wasn't going to get into it with you just yet, but sometimes people's relationships have nuance that goes beyond "asking" and more has to do with sensing whether the other person is okay with it based on body language and their disposition towards you. Anyway..." Andrea could almost feel his passion, like a water balloon that was about to pop, a soft breath carrying to her own lips as though it was an envoy preparing her for what was to come.

"My feet are actually kind of sore, so I would like to take off my shoes and get off my feet for a few moments, but after that I wouldn't mind if you gave me a thank-you kiss." She couldn't bring herself to say that it would be a 'proper, long kiss' but she found her heart starting to quicken in anticipation. Andrea waited for him to let her go so she could remove her footwear and such; she really needed to get herself a more comfortable pair.

 

[Brandnewbuddy]

Vanta's sensitive fingers could feel Andrea's pulse quicken through her skin. His own heart began to beat with a rabid tempo. He had heard her words but lustful need for her made him consider a different interpretation of her words. With a swift movement, He dipped Andrea down and then, balancing her in one arm, while the other hand snaked its way under and behind her legs and transitioned the young woman into a bridal carry. He beamed down at her.

"Here, let me get you off your feet and-" his under her legs transitioned into a mass of tentacles that poured out and snaked down to her feet, the strong, flexible digits splitting into smaller tendrils that diligently worked her shoelaces off, then deftly removed her shoes and laid them down on the floor gently before they retracted back into a strong hand that was supporting her bottom half, "take off these shoes." He then leaned in close till the tips of their noses were touching, "and I think it's been a few moments so," his lips moved and pressed against hers as his eyes closed. The kiss was slow, as though Vanta wanted to savor the return of his beloved's lips. He noted the feel of her lips and without opening his eyes, he began walking to the living room.

He cradled Andrea to him, the suit giving him a different experience of holding Andrea's lovely form than he normally experienced but all this did was excite Vanta more as it made his new nerves focus more on the meeting of their lips. By the time he reached the couch, Vanta's lips had worked Andrea's open and as his tongue stretched out to tease her bottom lip, he laid her down and pressed her into the couch, his own body kneeling next to it. His left hand guided her head to a throw pillow and then ran through her silken hair, while his right worked up from her legs, to her side and then around her back, where he embraced her.

He sighed and moaned as he deepened the kiss, warming himself as he reached the point where they would need to take a breath. While it had started as an act of lust, Vanta now could only focus on the warmth and comfort he got from being with Andrea. He tried to will his gratitude and love for her through his warmth and touch, to convey what his still clumsy words and acts often failed, to let his appreciation be known.

With a final sigh, Vanta broke the kiss and stared down lovingly at Andrea, "Thank you for everything, Andrea."

 

[Poprockz]

For a moment, Andrea almost thought that Vanta was going to try to convince her otherwise as he dipped her down like he had previously. It would have been a step in the wrong direction, and she was prepared to chastise him for not listening to her when she felt him lift her from the floor all of a sudden. Though the logical side of her knew he would never drop her, she had quickly relocated her hands to his shoulders for something to hold onto. She had to admit that his way of doing things indeed accomplished what she had been looking to do in a way that was more expeditious. He was nothing if not clever... and perhaps a bit impatient she thought to herself in amusement.

He had asked for a long kiss, but she wasn't sure how long he meant their kiss to be. She supposed she would just have to find out as he pressed his lips tenderly against hers. The young woman's lips were soft and just a touch waxy, having applied some cherry lip balm earlier. Her eyes closed as well until he started moving, at which time they popped open to get her bearings and figure out why they were moving. It was soon apparent that he was moving them to the couch where she could sit down, so her eyelids once again sank down, content to trust that he would deliver them safely.

Instead of being sat down on the plush piece of furniture though, she found herself being laid down, though at this point she was hardly paying much attention to what he was doing with anything other than his lips. He most certainly didn't have to use chapstick, and yet his lips were as soft as ever. Expressive too. It was as though he had started off simply savoring her before his surge of gratitude built up into a release of passion.

When had her hand ended up caressing his head with his ear in-between the V made from her thumb and index finger. Her other hand was on his waist above his hip, and it was a new experience to feel that material on him rather than his own... skin? body? matter? Her fingertips moved in small, slow circles as she got a feeling for it.

"Thank you for everything, Andrea."
As if he had to say it- he had already said it loud and clear with that devious mouth of his.

Andrea panted softly and looked up at him, noticing that he wasn't... quite on top of her. It was more that his top half was while his bottom half knelt nearby, perhaps to make sure that she didn't feel like he was trying to seduce her on the couch. It helped her to feel a bit less flustered- though her cheeks were still pink from the lustful energy of the kiss.

"You're very welcome," She answered with a small chuckle, "And um, for the record, I very much appreciate you helping me with house stuff and cleaning. I'm not sure I've ever seen the house so clean before."

 

[Brandnewbuddy]

Vanta looked down at Andrea's blushing face, every fiber of his being wanting nothing more than to reconnect their lips, to spend the whole evening letting Andrea feel his love and appreciation for her.

Yet...that was why he had the surprise for later.

Instead, Vanta rose up and worked his way to the other end of the couch. He raised Andrea's legs and slid his body under them, the new clothing making it a far more awkward movement than he was used to, and sat her feet down in his lap. His exposed hands reached out, and formed little globes around her feet. Andrea's socks were ejected out of the globes and Vanta smiled at Andrea.

"You're welcome for the cleaning. It wasn't hard and it's honestly nice to be able to help someone." He looked wistfully at her, "You've awakened me to a lot new concepts Andrea and gratitude is one of them. It's strange, even a week ago, i don't think I would have seen the benefit in showing someone that I was thankful," He smiled, "Here, let me take care of these tired little feet." The globes of shadowy flesh warmed around Andrea's feet and Vanta, remembering a strange gift Andrea's father had gotten for her mother one mother's day, Created little pliable nubs around the soles of her feet and even between her toes. The little nubs warmed and began to press and squish into her Feet and then began to vibrate.

"How does that feel?" Vanta asked as he massaged her feet. He continued for a bit, for once not focusing on the intimacy of the act but rather her reaction. He wanted her to be comfortable and relaxed before he showed her his surprise for later.

When he was sure she was satisfied, he released the globes.

"Now then, can I help you make dinner?"

 

[Poprockz]

She watched him curiously as he moved into position at the other end of the couch, wondering if perhaps he simply liked the physical contact. Sometimes when she would hang out with her friend Molly, they would do something similar where one of them would drape their legs over the others’ lap while watching movies together. It brought about a feeling of closeness while still being a very casual gesture.

There was a moment of surprise as she watched the socks whizzing out of the globes, each one landing in on opposite sides of the room. It was quite comical, the action bringing an amused smile to her face.

Gratitude… yes, no doubt it wasn’t something he had experience before. As a creature of fear, he didn’t have to worry about his food supply. There would always be humans to scare and he never needed their permission to feed from them. As such, there had been no need for gratitude. Maybe he would have felt gratitude that Andrea would chose to hold him while he died, but she figured the primary feelings at the time had been regret, fear, and loneliness.

Andrea was distracted by such thoughts when he started to massage her feet. Wow… the warmth, the pressure, the vibration… it was heavenly. She sighed and let her head rest back against the pillows. Usually she didn’t like people touching her feet, but if he was this skilled at massaging, then she would simply have to make an exception. Where he had seen a foot massages, she wasn’t sure, but she thanked whoever it was in her head.

“It feels… Amazing. I think we have to add foot massages to the list of things you’re best at.” And truly, she wasn’t exaggerating. Perhaps if she had to write it out, “kissing” and “being alive” would be tied for first place, and this would be a close second. By the time he was done, her feet felt fully rejuvenated.

It took her a second to surface from the relaxation of the massage, but her brain registered what he said after a moment. “What? Oh, yeah if you want to help, you’re welcome to. I think I’m just going to make creamy mushroom chicken pasta, and a broccoli.” Basically, it was like fettuccine Alfredo, but with a mushroom crème sauce.

With that, she got up and led him to the kitchen, getting out the ingredients and getting to work. He had been placed in charge of boiling the noodles and steaming the broccoli (under her supervision, of course.” Every now and then she would come over to check on how he was doing, and when he was done, she let him take over stirring the sauce while she took a minute to set up the Amazing Echo in the living room.

It didn’t take long, and soon she took over the sauce again, chatting about what she had done while she was out shopping, how she found the right clothing items, and about the issue with all the tile she had now.

 

[Brandnewbuddy]

Vanta followed Andrea's instructions to the letter and listened to her all the while, practically humming as he enjoyed the casual conversation and the act of creation with something that was not made of his flesh. He listened to the events of her day and then her troubles with the tiling.

Vanta continued to stir the sauce as his thoughts turned to a possible solution,

"If you'd like Andrea, I could try and use that "Amazing Echo" after you go to bed tonight and I could learn about tiling. I was able to figure out how to paint, I'm sure I could figure out how to tile." Vanta said confidently...though even he had to admit that, unlike painting, which he had at least seen some people do in the past, even if it was just children and water colors.

Vanta looked at the sauce and the pasta. He had already had so many new experiences today, would it be so wrong to ask one more?

"Andrea...if it's not too much trouble," He said, his stirring slowing and his eyes searching for anywhere that wouldn't have him looking at Andrea's eyes, "Could I try joining you for dinner? I wouldn't eat much, I just want to share another experience with you."

He resumed his prior pace with his stirring and waited to hear Andrea's response. He doubted she would rebuke him but for him to ask felt like a major imposition.

 

[Poprockz]

“Well…” she had responded slowly, if you want to research it, you absolutely can. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself to fix this for me though- even though I appreciate you wanting to help, even you have limits.”

That had been her reply in that regard. Tiling from the looks of it didn’t seem too complicated, but she wasn't an expert and she didn't know what-all went into it. Her godfather had talked it up as though his contribution to her house would be one of the most important parts to the renovation. It was anyone's guess how true that claim was, but she knew he liked talking himself up.

His request surprised her, but it wasn't the sort of request she would turn down. He was a curious being, and she had wondered whether he wanted to explore his palate by trying the meal. Maybe he would end up disliking broccoli and loving the cream sauce- it was a new world for him to step into, being that there were so many flavors. He seemed to like the creamy coffee that morning though, so she imagined he might like the pasta dish.

That being said... Andrea glanced at the window; it was starting to get dark. While she had made the dinner while it was still light out, the cloud-cover that had been beneficial while the sun was strong now made the evening darker than it would have otherwise been. While it wouldn't be the prettiest nor sexiest thing in the world as there would probably be more than one cream-drips on herself, she supposed she could eat in the dark if need be if it meant that he could be allowed to share a meal with her.

He was given a friendly smile and she shrugged. "They say that eating with someone else makes the food taste better. Go ahead and set the table with two plates, two forks, two spoons, two wine glasses, and the salt and pepper, please. I'll grab the pasta and stuff and dish us up."

The wine glasses weren't actually for wine- while she did have wine, she had bought some apple cider to have. She didn't think that either of them needed any alcohol at the moment. Perhaps that sort of experience would be another day for him.