Little Shop of Curiosities (Closed to Drobabes)

[Nouh_Bdee]

Zander was thankful that Natalie wanted him next to her. He didn’t want to be alone, and he really liked Natalie. She was hot, fun, and badass. What’s not to like?

Zander would have been more than happy to sleep naked with her, but with everything that they had been through, he wasn’t about to suggest that. Plus, she was so cute in her pink tee. It made her look so soft and feminine. He would’ve been hard for sure if he wasn’t so spent. She handed him some sweatpants. He put them on, appreciating the gender-neutral pattern.

When she crawled into bed and patted the sheets for him, he would have swooned if he wasn’t about to pass out.

“Rain check? Haha, I would really like that.”

He turned out the lights and crawled in, wrapping his arm around her. He wasn’t sure if it was that the bed smelled like her or if she just smelled so good, but it was intoxicating, heady stuff. It made him want to snuggle in closer, holding her tightly.

“I feel better already.”

He smiled, and rested his head against her shoulder. His heavy eyelids finally closed, and it wasn’t long before he was dead to the world, his arm wrapped around her.



Zander was pretty sure he woke up before Natalie did, but he didn’t move. He just laid there holding her. He had no idea what time it was, but he could see that sunlight had made its way into the apartment. He didn’t want the good, not-terrifying part of the night to end.

 

[Drobabes]

“I feel better already."

Natalie smiled, closing her eyes as she rested her head against his own. Despite what had happened to them, she felt very comforted with his warm body holding her close and it isn't long before she is softly drifting off to sleep.

...

It was only few moments more of blissful peace for the exhausted couple, as soon the room was filled with the sound of loud construction, presumably across the street from her apartment.

Despite trying desperately to hang onto the blissful peace, the loud, earthshaking roar of a jackhammer pulled Natalie to consciousness. With a groan, she buried her face into Zander's side and grumbled, "the notice said they weren't starting until Sunday."

She was still clinging to the foggy dreads of sleep, and for the moment, did not remember what had happened to them the night prior. All she knew was that Zander's body was warm and welcoming, and felt especially right under her delicate hand as she squeezed his side with affection.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Zander smiled when her face pressed against his bare torso, glad he’d spent all summer working out. They felt so comfortable together, despite the trauma of the previous night. Or maybe because of it? Either way, Zander was feeling bold.

“Hey, do me a favor? You stay here, hide under the covers, and I’ll be back, okay? Maybe I’ll remind those jackasses what their notice said.” He smiled and winked at her as he slid out from under the feminine sheets.

Despite the cool, lone wolf vibe he believed gave off among his peers at the university (and whether or not anyone else thought that about him), Zander was a secret romantic, with domestic aspirations. That was one of the two big reasons he walked into the kitchen, not bothering to change out of Natalie’s pants. The other reason was that last night had shaken him, and he wanted something normal--something happy, to do, so that he could feel like he had some control.

He tried to be really quiet, searching the cabinets for all the supplies and equipment he needed. Flour, eggs, milk, frying pan, bowl, whisk, baking powder, oil, and some chocolate chips for an extra surprise. In only a few minutes Zander had some pancakes frying up, and the oven turned to warm the ones he’d already made. It was quick--he did this sometimes on Saturdays for his brother since they were both living away from home. It was a treat for both of them.

He washed the dishes as the pancakes cooked, not wanting to create any extra work for Natalie. He probably wouldn’t have tried to make her pancakes after their first date under normal circumstances. It would’ve seemed top forward, too presumptuous. But, that particular morning when the thought occurred to him, he didn’t put it aside. After all, he reasoned, if Natalie was going to be scared off by anything, it was probably going to be the tentacle-demon mind-rape, not a plate of pancakes.

Soon, he was walking back up to Natalie’s bedroom with a plate of pancakes in each hand, a bottle of maple syrup (Natalie bought the good stuff) under one arm, and two forks in his pocket. He opened the door to see Natalie lying under the covers, her cute hazel eyes peeking out at him.

“Hey, I hope this isn’t too weird, but I...I’ve always wanted to make a girl breakfast in bed, and today I just felt like doing it.” He walked over to the bed and held out one of the plates for her.

 

[Drobabes]

She had turned her face to look up at him through her thick lashes, her hazel eyes looking a bit darker, almost brown, in the dim light of her room as she gave him a soft smile. In an equally soft voice, she had simply responded with an "alright", before he moved out from the covers. She snuggled back under when he left the room, trying to hold onto the warmth that his body had left.

Despite her best efforts, she couldn't bring herself to go back to sleep. Even if the construction crew wasn't blaring their chaotic chorus through the walls of her apartment, the memories of the night prior were simply too fresh in her mind to allow her to be calm. It was a strange mixture of emotions she was feeling, really, as she lay there waiting for Zander to come back. There was fear, pain, the dread of the unknown, losing the control over what she could grasp with her rational mind... And, of course, buried beneath all of that, was something truly horrifying. Arousal.

She pulled the blanket to her face, closing her eyes and pressing the fabric to her hot cheeks with a bit of force as she let out a stressed breath. What the hell was wrong with her? They had been used, forced into a situation that they had not chosen due to some...unnatural force that had basically mindfucked them before forcing them do such erotic things with one another; things that Natalie had wanted to share with Zander of her own free will and on their own terms. Why was she getting turned on by that? Well, then again. Maybe it wasn't the being forced part that had turned her on, but the way in which Zander had looked, lying there beneath her as she rode him to her own cli-

"Hey, I hope this isn’t too weird,.."

Natalie jumped, having not heard him come up the stairs. When she peaked out from under those soft covers, only bringing the blanket about halfway down her face for fear that he might somehow read the lewd thoughts that had been playing through her mind, she was pleasantly surprised to see that he had made them breakfast.

An overwhelming swell of emotional affection suddenly flooded through her, and she was helpless to fight off the smile that was born of it as she came out from under those covers, sitting up a bit and letting the blankets pool around her waist. Natalie did not consciously think the thought in that exact moment, but her heart knew that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Alexander. What she felt for him in those brief few moments was stronger than any aphrodisiac could ever hope to be, natural or not, and she knew, deep inside, that should he ever ask her to marry him, there would be no hesitation.

"It's not weird" she said softly, reaching out to take her plate and sitting it in her lap. Her eyes glanced down at the delicious looking breakfast, but they couldn't seem to stay there very long. Instead she found herself wanting, no, being drawn to look into Zander's once more.

"Thank you. I don't know why, but this is...really nice."

Natalie laughed quietly, mostly at herself. She was not usually one to struggle for words, having always had an easier time saying what she wanted to say. Yet in that moment, she felt choked up and too overcome to express how much this simple act of kindness meant to her after the ordeal they had gone through.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Zander’s heart swelled with Natalie’s appreciation. He just smiled, cheeks red with emotion. She was so cute in her tee shirt, blankets pulled up around her. They ate their pancakes, smiling affectionately at each other.

Once they were finished, Zander had an idea.

“I want to cash it in, Natalie.”

He turned to face her in her bed.

“I hate that the time we were together it was because of that...that thing!”

He shook his head, trying to get the memory out. He hated that the choice had been taken away from the two of them, that their time together hadn’t been a true expression of their budding romance.

“I know there’s a lot we need to figure out, and if you were grossed out by the thought of touching me or anyone after last night I wouldn’t blame you, but…”

He took a deep breath, hoping she still wanted to be with him. He felt like he was developing real feelings for her, and he just hoped their trauma hadn’t driven her away.

“I just—I hate that that’s our only memory of being together, and I want to make a new one.”

He smiled, laughing at the absurdity of their situation. He didn’t even remember where his pants were! Obviously that wasn’t important at the moment, but it just made him laugh that that thought had popped into his head.

“I guess I’m just...asking you to fuck the memory of that bitch out of my head, Natalie.”

He reached over to rest his hand on hers, a playful smirk on his lips. He wouldn’t mind at all if she wasn’t in the mood, as long as she still liked him.

“So, whaddaya say?”

 

[Drobabes]

Breakfast was wonderful, each bite being a tantalizing treat that left her mouth watering for more. Jeez, she didn't think she had ever had such soft and fluffy pancakes, and the chocolate chips were such a perfect touch. When they were done with their meal, Natalie having completely cleaned her plate, she felt full and sated and miles away from the desolate and helpless feelings she had been feeling last night.

"I want to cash it in, Natalie."

Her face turned up to his, the small smile on her face giving way to a look of surprise. As he went on to speak, she remained quiet, her eyes being drawn to every emotion that played across his face.

"I guess I’m just...asking you to fuck the memory of that bitch out of my head, Natalie."

Her smile returned and she laughed, not being able to help herself as his potty mouth was a bit unexpected. Still, she felt exactly the same way as he did, and when he took her hand, she squeezed him back.

"Well," she whispered, her eyes looking into his as she brought her hand up and touched his cheek lightly.

"I say yes."

She laughed a bit, somewhat from nervousness, and somewhat just because, even now, his humor was made her feel good. Yes, she wanted to make a new memory, with just them, and perhaps it would not be as strong as the way they had felt last night, but it would be no less satisfying.

Scooting up a bit, she slowly brought her lips towards his own, her gold eyes looking down at his lips for a moment before looking back up into his eyes, and softly closing as she felt the heat of his lips meet her own.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

And just like that, they were kissing again, back to the playful intimacy they’d been exploring together before being so supernaturally interrupted. Zander felt himself falling for Natalie, and he wanted to protect her from all this madness they’d stumbled into. But first, they had a new memory to make.

He pressed his lips to hers, melting into her, tasting the maple syrup on her tongue. His hands slid under her pink tee shirt, sliding up her smooth body. He hummed into her mouth, unable to think of anything to say, any way to properly express his emotions. Their tongues wrestled between their mouths. One hand reached her chest, cupping her breast and softly squeezing it.

Zander moved in front of Natalie, leaning forward to lay her back on the bed. He ran his fingernails down her body until he reached her naked pussy. He smiled. She was so beautiful. He ran a finger up and down her lower lips, watching the way the juices already leaking out of her made his finger glisten in the morning light.

Once he thought she was ready, Zander slid a finger inside her, and pinched her clit between that finger and his thumb. He smiled before playfully diving under her shirt with his head, kissing around her tits before eventually latching onto one nipple with his lips. Her body felt so good in his hands and between his lips, he just wanted to spend all day in her bed.

 

[Drobabes]

She loved the feeling of his hand slipping under her shirt, his rougher skin scraping gently against her silky skin and adding a warm contrast to his tongue. When his hand traveled up further and came to cup her breast, she let out a little moan of satisfaction and let her own hand go to his side, kneading the top of his hip gently and trying to convey to him how much she was enjoying his touch.

When Zander turned a bit and began to gently push her back, she opened her eyes a bit to look at him with desire. She was more than willing to lay back against her pillows and let him explore her body, as every gentle touch was driving her wild with slow burning lust and replacing those disgusting feelings of being used.

If he had told her that his fingers had been bestowed upon him by a godly being, (or at the very least, he had graduated top of his class in women's anatomy), she may have believed him. Every touch had her panting and writhing, and when his hand finally reached her hot core, she moaned lewdly and let her head fall back onto the pillows. Her long auburn hair pooled out around her on the sheets, and her hands gripped the bedding as her hips jumped at the teasing little pinch to her clit.

"Oh god...mm..." she breathed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as his tongue tantalized her sensitive flesh. When his lips suddenly latched onto her slightly dark little rosebud, she gasps and writhes, pushing her chest up towards his eager mouth. She wanted nothing more than for him to simply devour every inch of her, and she was more than willing to return the favour when he had had his fill.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Zander could see the desire in Natalie’s eyes, and he silently thanked his lucky stars that he was here with her. If a thousand weird shadow sex-demons attacked them, it was all worth it for moments like this. He squeezed her perfect little nipple between his lips while he slowly teased her clit with his hand. He switched to her other breast and gave it the same treatment, then he started kissing all over her torso, keeping up the gentle stimulation of her pussy the whole time. He kissed her ribs one at a time, nuzzled the softness of her belly, and licked the salt off her skin between her bountiful breasts.

He played her body like she was a fine instrument, and he was a moderately competent but enthusiastic music student. He dipped his head out from under her shirt and devoured her plump lips, twisting his fingers inside her until he had to come up for air.

“You’re so sexy, Natalie. I can’t stop touching you.”

He kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobes, hearing her gasp. His hungry hands roamed Natalie’s body, squeezing her soft, smooth flesh, caressing her womanly curves.

Zander was painfully reminded that he was wearing Natalie’s pants when his cock grew with nowhere to go. He looked down to see the pants pulled away from his pelvis by an inch or more. It was a battle between his rigid cock and the elastic waistband, and his cock won. That was how turned on he was.

“Oh, god,” Zander groaned into Natalie’s neck, and he reached down to push the waistband over the head of his stiff erection, exposing the throbbing member to the warm air of her bedroom. He moaned in relief and looked back up into those magical hazel pools of light, desire written in his hungry gaze.

He walked forward on his knees and lined up his shaft with her dripping entrance, and then he paused.

“Let’s say this is our first time together, and I can’t wait to find out what you feel like, Natalie. You got me so hard. I can’t hold back anymore.”

With that, he pushed inside, his eyes rolling back in his head in bliss. Her core milked him aggressively, squeezing his length as he pushed in further, sliding between her velvet folds. He whispered in her ear, “You feel so good.”

He gave her a moment to get used to him, and then he started slowly rocking his hips back and forth. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure up his body. God, it felt like this woman was made for him! She fit him so perfectly. He could feel himself falling for her already, despite what they’d been through. “Oh, god, Natalie!”

 

[Drobabes]

He may not have been as confident in his abilities as Natalie saw, or rather, felt, him to be, but surely if she had a way to show him, she knew that her pajamas would have needed a fresh wash. Every gentle kiss, caress, and sweep of his tongue was lighting her on fire, not to mention what his hand was doing to her hot core, eliciting little moans and gasps of ecstasy.

"I can’t stop touching you."

"Good," she said breathlessly, unable to stop her hips from bucking ever so slightly.

"Because I don't want you to stop."

His lips on her neck were driving her almost mad, his every hot breath and whispered word of lust making her grind her wet core against his hand, and soon, his hard erection. My god, he was so hard and big. She hadn't forgotten, but she also had not quite been in her right mind when that demoness had took over them, so now that she was completely in the moment, it certainly felt like her first taste of his thick member and she couldn't wait to have it delving between her hot folds.

"Let’s say this is our first time together...I can’t hold back anymore."

Her iron grip on the sheets finally released to move up his muscled arms. One of her hands lighted upon his chest while the other moved to his neck, holding him gently as she panted and squirmed beneath him, already anticipating his thick shaft by the way he had shifted his position to better fit between her parted thighs. Yes, this was exactly what she had wanted, what she had imagined, their real first time to be like.

"Please don't, I don't want you to hold back. I want it so badly Zander. I want you."

Natalie could feel the heat radiating from his cock just before it began to push against her entrance, delving deeply into her welcoming sleeve. With a gasp, she arched her back and lifted her hips off of the bed slightly to meet him, wanting to feel every inch of his engorged member as it nestled itself into so tightly. Once he was completely inside of her, she let out an almost high pitched moan of delight, her back coming back down to rest against mattress as she breathed in just enough air so that she could call out his name.

"Oh Alexander! It's...so much!" she gasped.

"You feel so good."

Those words, so heady with desire and whispered against her ear where she was especially sensitive, were her undoing. With another feminine moan, Natalie felt a small but delicious orgasm suddenly rock through her core, sending her body into shivers as her legs gripped onto his hips with need. It only lasted a few seconds, and when it was through, she was left only craving more.

Loosening her legs just a bit, she moved her hands up to cup his face and gently pull him into a kiss, her lips parting slightly as her tongue flicked out to taste him. The slow rocking of his hips was driving his cock into her so deeply, but she found herself craving for something more. She wanted him to let loose with her, to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, and as she pulled back from his lips to look into his eyes with a hooded expression, her natural confidence got the best of her and made her desires known.

"You don't have to hold back with me baby. Fuck me Zander, I want to feel your cock filling me up."

As she gasped out her request, her athletic legs found themselves wrapping around his waist and her ankles crossing behind him as she prepared for the ride that she hoped Zander would want to give her.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Natalie’s kiss tasted hungry, filled with lust. She wanted more, and even without her words he would have been able to taste it in her kiss. He wasn’t used to being forceful and rough with the few women he’d been with, but more than willing to give Natalie his best effort. He even felt the desire to pound into her like he’d never felt before. She was just driving him wild. He was grunting and groaning now, his desire clearly written on his face.

He stopped thrusting and began backing off the bed, the desire pasted over with mischief. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, humming at how smooth and plump and wonderful they felt in his hands. “You don’t want me to hold back, do you?” He pulled her to the edge of the bed and sank back all the way inside her in one smooth motion, his feet firmly planted on the floor next to the bed.

Forearms under her ankles, hands on top of her thighs, he pulled her into him at the same time he thrust his hips. Zander bit his lip as his cock slid back and forth past her lower lips. Her skin was just slightly cool to the touch now that she was out from under the bedspread, but her core was molten hot. The clap of her ass slapping against his pelvis was as lewd as the squelching sounds he made as their collective liquid excitement was pumped into her pussy again and again.

“I’m not going to last long like this, though, baby! You feel too good!”

He was mesmerized by her tits bouncing back and forth with each thrust, wishing he had a free hand so he could grab them, squeeze her nipples, maybe lift one to his lips. He was too busy giving her the fucking she’d asked for though. He watched her face, making sure he wasn’t pounding too hard, but she definitely seemed to be enjoying it. He knew he was. God, she felt so good! Like his cock was being strangled by liquid velvet. The bed was creaking now, screaming its complaints at being treated so rudely, but Zander didn’t care. He just kept pounding Natalie’s exquisite pussy, his trimmed pubes bumping into her clit every time he hilted himself inside her.

“I couldn’t hold back if I wanted to now, Natalie.” He took a heavy breath. “You drive me crazy.” He leaned forward while he kept jackhammering away on her swollen cunt, his lips closing on first the tip of her earlobe, and then kissing down the graceful curve of her neck, his hot breath making her perfect skin flush with its heat. Between kisses, he whispered into her ear.

“You like that, don’t you? You love my thick cock spreading you open. I’m going to have a gift for you soon, baby. Where do you want it?”

 

[Drobabes]

Natalie herself didn't usually enjoy forceful sex, but she did like it rough on occasion, and with Zander, she really felt the need to let go and show a bit more of her wild side. He seemed to be enjoying it as well, as his desire was evident in the sounds he was making and the look upon his face that was driving her just as crazy as himself.

When he suddenly stopped and pulled out of her, she got a bit confused until she saw that mischievous gleam in his eyes. She smiled and panted, taking the moment to catch her breath a bit.

"You don’t want me to hold back, do you?"

"Never" she said with a grin. That grin was soon dropped in favour of her lips forming a pouty little ring as he sank back into her warm depths. His cock was throbbing and hard, filling up every inch of her wet pussy and eliciting such passionate feelings that her body quivered a bit from the sheer pleasure of it.

"Oh Zander..." she panted, her eyes moving up to meet his own. When he pulled her against him and then speared her so roughly, she let out another "oh!" as her head fell back against the bed and she arched her back, her chest thrusting up into the air as he began to pound into.

Natalie's moans and noises of pleasure began to fill the room, adding a lighter note to the music that Zander was creating. The protests of the bed were heard, but Natalie had little concern as to whether or not anyone heard them. All there was in that moment was the feeling of the man who she was quickly falling for, and who was currently fucking her better than anyone ever had before.

"I couldn’t hold back if I wanted to now, Natalie...You drive me crazy."

"Good baby" she moaned, her legs squeezing him as another particular thrust rubbed her in just the right spot and made her little pearl sing with the soft contact of his groin.

"Don't hold back, god don't stop!"

When he leaned over her, Natalie moved her hands to touch him; one weaved through his hair, loosely gripping it but also holding his scalp with a bit of need. The other moved to his shoulder, her nails lightly pressing into his firm muscles and soft skin as he elicited even more excited moans and mewls of pleasure. His kisses and dirty words in her ear were driving her into a frenzy, and she let her legs wrap loosely around him once more.

"You like that, don’t you? You love my thick cock spreading you open."

"Yes! God, it feels so good" she moaned, her voice dropping down in pitch as she was overcome with a sudden rush of wanton lust at the way he was speaking to her.

"I’m going to have a gift for you soon, baby. Where do you want it?"

Her pussy squeezed almost involuntarily, hearing of the treasure he wanted to give her. Pulling back a bit, she looked at him with hooded, honeyed eyes as she lifted her hips up to meet his wild thrusting.

"I'm on good birth control baby, you can cum where ever you want" she whispered, her breath heady with want as she felt herself approaching her own orgasm.

"Alexander" she moaned, lifting her face up to meet his lips as she felt herself started to shiver and shake. She had been fighting her orgasm off for quite a few minutes, not wanting to fall over that edge just yet, not until he was ready to fall with her.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Thank GOD for birth control. Zander first choice would have been to cum everywhere at once, but since that wouldn’t work he was overjoyed to fill her with his hot, sticky generosity. She bucked into his hips, moaning his name. His arms wrapped around her upper body, pulling them together into a kiss overflowing with passion and desperation. His cock pounded into her silken depths, faster and faster until he couldn’t hold back another second. At the moment that he finally came inside her, his tongue was as deep inside her mouth as it could go, and his groans and growls of pleasure disappeared down her throat.

He stayed inside her for a few minutes, catching his breath against her full lips. Finally, before his cock had completely softened, he rolled over and turned to face the beautiful woman whose bed he was in. He bit his lip, trying to think of something to say, but he couldn’t think of anything that seemed…worthy of the moment. Not that he was some lothario, but that was easily the best sex of his young life. Coupled with the feelings he’d caught, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth he was going to accidentally propose, or at least say “I love you” much too early. He was almost upset that she was on birth control, now. He could see them having children, and never telling them anything about their first date.

He couldn’t help it. He started laughing, a giddy, lightheaded chuckle that only accelerated once it started. Zander looked over at Natalie, eyes watering, smile obscenely wide, and tried to stammer out an explanation, since he was pretty sure laughing after amazing sex would be an easy thing to misinterpret.

“S-sorry! I j-jus-- I...This was a wei-heird first date, but I would do it all over again.” He reached one hand out to caress her cheek. “You’re...hu...amazing. I don’t w-want to leave.” A little honesty felt right, just not too much. Not yet.

He still felt lightheaded, though, and his chest was vibrating with suppressed giggles. “Are there-re drugs...in your vag-gina? Haha, I feel like I’m high.”

 

[Drobabes]

She willingly accepted that long tongue of his, her arms gripping him and pulling him even closer to her soft bosom as she as her orgasm flooded through her body. She quivered and moaned, her noises of ecstasy reverberating back through his own as her legs squeezed his waist and that final, hard thrust filled her with a burst of warmth that almost made her eyes roll back.

When it was done, and they were both sharing in the cool morning air that came out as hot, sexy vapor against each others faces as they tried to catch up with their overzealous bodies, Natalie was left still quivering and shaking. Each little movement he made before he pulled away from her warm depths made her twitch with over sensitivity, and delicious little aftershocks. It was only when he laid down beside her that she was able to finally catch a full breath and let it out slowly.

His laughter did catch her off guard a bit, her face turning towards him as her eyes watched him with curiosity. Luckily for Zander, she wasn't the type to be easily offended, so she simply waited for him to calm down enough and speak while she took the opportunity to enjoy that laugh. She had heard him laugh in class, of course, but not like this. This was...well, it was outright adorable, and it brought a little smile to her face as she started to roll over and face him.

"S-sorry! I j-jus-- I...This was a wei-heird first date, but I would do it all over again..."

She started laughing herself, her face momentarily falling down to the sheets as her torso shook with mirth. Natalie couldn't have said it better herself. The day had started off so normal, until they had come across that strange shop...

Her eyes widened with sudden clarity. The shop! It was so...weird! And she could have sworn that she had never seen it in town before, and she had lived here almost her whole life. Infact, she would have bet a good portion of her college fund that if she went around town asking the locals, no one else would have known about it either. She was just about to lift her face from the sheets and ask Zander what he thought, when she suddenly felt his warm hand on her cheek, so she lifted her face to meet his gaze

"You’re...hu...amazing. I don’t w-want to leave."

Her eyes softened and a very contented little smile came to her pouty lips as she brought a hand up to run her fingers along his arm. In a soft voice that wasn't quite a whisper, she said,

"Then don't. We don't have classes today, or anywhere to be. Just stay here with me all day."

What was she doing? She was losing her mind to this boy! Natalie didn't ask guys to stay, and even if she didn't mind them hanging out for a bit, it was only ever for breakfast. But with Alexander...there was just something there.

"Are there-re drugs...in your vag-gina? Haha, I feel like I’m high."

Her eyes widened once again, and then they snapped shut as a loud laugh worked up through her chest. Just like her body, it was almost musical in it's quality, and graceful, if a laugh could be described as such. It seemed to last for a moment longer than normal, her body shaking the bed a bit as she brought a hand up to cover her face.

"Well now I'm just, I'm just," she tried to get out between breaths.

"Imagining that weird creature having shoved a little baggie of the good stuff up in, up in there!" she laughed again, her hand coming down to gesture towards her vagina at the absurdity of it. Or perhaps, it wasn't that absurd? What if she had?!

Her laughing fit slowly died off, and as she wiped the tears from her eyes, she couldn't help but to clear her throat a bit nervously.

"Mm" she hummed.

"Maybe we should take a shower."

Her eyes turned back towards him, and, not wanting to kill the mood before they had to leave the comfort of her room, she took a crack at another joke.

"And check each other very thoroughly, for intrusive invaders of the third kind."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Oh, your laugh is so pretty! I could listen to you laugh all day…”

Zander couldn’t believe he’d said that. So far she hadn’t seemed to mind how quickly they were becoming familiar with each other, but such a saccharine line like that was surely a turn-off. It had just slipped out, too! She really did have a beautiful laugh, like a wind chime that relaxed the ears as it pleased them. His face scrunched up in embarrassment.

“That was too sappy, wasn’t it?” Pivot to a joke! Keep it light! “I blame it on your vagina-drugs! I can’t be held responsible for what I say!”

His laugh was more nervous and self-conscious than hers, but still joyful. She hadn’t kicked him out yet, and that sure seemed like a win. And then Natalie proposed showering together, and Zander thought that was a great idea. Running his hands all over her hot, naked, soapy body sounded like exactly how he wanted to spend his morning.

Zander put on a serious, professional-sounding voice, but he might’ve overcorrected. “But, yes, we should...check each other...carefully...to be on the safe side.”

Since he didn’t feel like that had worked, he dropped any affect to his voice. After all, sincerity had worked for him so far. “And then, I, uhh, really like the idea of spending the day with you.”

He considered bringing up the book, and what they might learn from it, but he didn’t want to break the spell that made it feel like they were just two people who really liked each other, without the baggage of supernatural trauma.

That didn’t mean he couldn’t try another joke, though. “And after our shower, I’ll just put my old clothes back on. No need to loan me a dress or anything.”

 

[Drobabes]

He was so cute, bouncing back and forth between his tongue speaking before his brain could catch up, then trying to correct himself as his anxiety got the better of him. With a little mirth still in her smile, Natalie scooted closer to him and put a hand on his chest as her lips sought his own out for a tender and slow kiss. Her intentions were not to shut him up, so much as to help him calm down and distract him with something...well, else heart-racing. When she pulled back from him, she opened her eyes slowly and gave him a soft smile.

"Let's just enjoy the normalcy for a few more minutes" she said, starting to scoot away from him and get off the bed. When she was up, and her long auburn hair was cascading down her slender back, she looked over her shoulder and gave him a little grin.

"You sure you don't want one of my dresses? I bet you could rock it and still have all the ladies swooning."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

When Natalie looked over her shoulder with a grin, she would see him staring at her like he couldn’t believe how pretty she was, because he couldn’t. Her steamy kiss had evaporated his last brain cell, and he just stared, slack-jawed and dim-witted. It took him several seconds to register her comment about a dress. In a very unusual moment for him, he didn’t use a joke to deflect from letting his sincere emotions dribble out from between his lips. The thought didn’t even occur to him.

“I only want one lady swooning.”
As soon as he realized what he’d said, he felt overwhelmingly self-conscious. “I mean…” Why did he keep putting his foot in his mouth? “I...what I meant was…” How was this angel tolerating a dork like him? “I just...I…” He had been doing so much better when it was his dick doing the thinking. Somehow… “I’ve got nothin’. Please let me shower with you so I stop talking. Please.”

He didn’t wait for her to respond, standing up and starting to take off the pants she’d loaned him.

 

[Drobabes]

"I only want one lady swooning."

Were those pretty cheeks of hers blushing? Natalie, the confident, sexy, go-getter women who always just dived right in and got what she wanted? No. Certainly not.

"I’ve got nothin’. Please let me shower with you so I stop talking. Please."

That pulled forth another hearty laugh from her, and deciding to show him a bit of mercy, she went ahead and all but scampered into her bathroom, not waiting until he was finished undressing. By the time he came in, she already had the water running at a comfortably hot temperature, and she was stepping inside and pulling her hair back over her shoulders as the cascading stream began to wet it.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Zander finished undressing and stepped into the bathroom behind Natalie. Seeing her pulling her hair back, water dripping off her naked body, he almost came again right then and there. God, she was a vision. Instead, though, what ejaculated out of his mouth was more of the dumbest, corniest shit he could have ever dreamed up. God! Was it some kind of compulsion with him!?

“Well, Merry Christmas to you, too!”

The fuck?

He stepped into the shower and managed to find a bar of soap without saying anything else that made him sound like an 80s virgin/action star. He kept his lips zipped and just started running the soap over her arms before moving to the rest of her body. He smiled like the world’s biggest dope as he soaped her perfect breasts, and then again as he traced the wonderful lines of her back.

He lovingly cleaned every inch of her without preferential treatment, but once he was finished, he thought he might have missed a spot between her legs. It might not have been obvious immediately that he wasn’t actually cleaning her anymore, but there was no way she wouldn’t figure it out quickly. Zander wasn’t even sure if he was trying to get her off again, just rhythmically stroking her pussy to make her feel good.

 

[Drobabes]

"Well, Merry Christmas to you, too!"

Natalie blinked the water from her eyes a bit, looking over at him with a shocked expression before her face cracked and she let loose with another laugh. He might have thought he was digging himself into the grave that was their possible future relationship, but to her, he was just adorable and charming. His sudden one liners, or honest blurted admissions, filled her with affection and warmth, not to mention she just found him very funny to begin with. She was about to ask something corny about getting a warm, sticky, present, but she got a little sidetracked when he started to wash her.

It felt really good, especially after their bed activities, so she simply closed her eyes and let out a sigh as she enjoyed the special treatment. There was just the ghost of a smile on her lips as his hands began to roam a bit lower on her body, and when he made his intentions more clear, her smile relaxed and her lips parted just slightly to let out a breathy little noise.

His fingers felt slick and wet under the water, sending little zips of pleasure up her core with each gentle stroke. If she had let Zander continue on, he might have even made her cum again very quickly. However, Natalie was not the type of lover to simply set back and let someone else take the reigns, (unless they asked it of her, of course). She wanted to be involved; to give back as much pleasure as she was getting and let her own ego be stroked, matching the rhythm that she could provide with her own hands. So, she turned to him. Not stopping him necessarily, but definitely getting in a more opportune position to give him a playful grin as she lathered her own hands up with a gentle soap and then let her fingers delicately wrap around his shaft, beginning to stroke him slowly and sensually, her eyes taking in the expressions on his face as she sought to continue their good morning for just a bit longer.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Zander groaned at Natalie’s touch. They may have just had sex, but something about her just had him ready to go again. His fingers, almost of their own volition, became more insistent, with just a bit more pressure, movement just a little bit faster. His lips found hers, separating again only to suck in air through the falling water. His hips started pushing into her hand, trying to find more stimulation. Zander hadn't planned on their shower getting so hot, but he just couldn’t keep his hands off her, and couldn’t stop himself once he got going.

One finger slipped inside Natalie’s depths, pinching her clit between that finger and his thumb. It was an anchor for him, holding onto her so intimately. Without it he felt like he might drown. His other hand flew to her tits, gliding over the lathery surface, pinching those wonderful little nipples.

Zander wasn’t ashamed to cum first, but he definitely didn’t stop when he did, following through to bring her off by his hand. Afterward, he quickly soaped himself up and rinsed, leaving the shower to dry. When Natalie stepped out, he smiled at her, ear to ear.

“I could get used to that,” he murmured shyly.

Zander put his clothes back on, only then remembering the large cuts in his shirt. Still, he didn’t feel the need to do anything about it now. Instead, Zander picked up the book and looked over the locking mechanism on the front, occasionally trying to pull or twist parts of it to see if they moved. They didn’t.

 

[Drobabes]

Each little noise he made only spurred her on to work harder for that creamy reward, her hands slipping and gliding over him effortlessly. His meat was hard between her palms, but silky and hot as he throbbed and it gave her quite the rush of endorphins when he began to toy with her back. She moaned and shook slightly from his touch, almost losing focus on what she was doing as he began to build her up once more, and when he did cum to her efforts, she was pleasantly surprised to find that he didn't simply stop what he was doing. Instead, he allowed her to keep going, until he had her crashing over that crest was again, moaning out her song of pleasure beneath the hot steam.

When it was over, she sleepy, but in a sated way. She returned his smile as they dried off, soon finding her clothes and not feeling nearly as nervous about facing what they needed to face now.

Instead of changing into a new set of clothing, which at the moment seemed just a bit too mentally taxing, she simply slipped on the clothes she had been wearing before and came to sit near Zander as he toyed with the book. She watched him for a moment before she had the thought to go over and check their bags. In one of them, she found the necklace that she had purchased along with the bracelets, and on a hunch, brought it over to him.

"Will this fit in the lock?" she asked, holding it up for him to see.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Zander had forgotten about the other stuff they’d bought. “Oh yeah! Probably? Let’s try it! He reached out and took the necklace from Natalie, pressing the pendant to the elaborate design on the front cover that looked like it was part of the lock. After a few seconds of rotating it, it clicked into place, and then Zander turned the entire thing to the right.

The book flew open, lights dancing across the ceiling of Natalie’s apartment. Letters made of light, some of which were part of the English alphabet, and some of which weren’t, floated through the air. Zander pushed the book off his lap to the floor and jumped up, stepping back.

“What the?”

The letters collected together in the air, about five feet off the floor, their light building and adding together until it was near blinding. With a sound like cotton candy windchimes, the lights merged and dimmed until they were only a soft glow, in the shape of a translucent creature floating in the air. It had a snout like a hedgehog under the eyes of a snake and the tall feathered head of a cockatoo, one set of two wings, one like that of a colorful bird and the other like that of a cartoon dragon, two fish fins instead of legs just in front of a second set of much smaller beetle wings. It’s tail was long and in the shape of the Greek letter phi, Φ, but covered in fluffy mammal hair.

The only thing more shocking was when it spoke in the voice of a small child with an accent Zander couldn’t place. Its head swivelled between Zander and Natalie.

“You must be my diakha! I’m so excited to meet you!”

 

[Drobabes]

Natalie let out a squeak of fright and fell back before quickly scrambling onto her hands and knees. She then watched, her breaths coming quick and light, as her eyes took in the dancing lights and the strange letters before them. She was scared of what was happening, but she found herself trying to read and understand each letter that shot forth from the book; to memorize it as best she could.

When the letters began to mingle and merge, a sound came from them that sounded just as impossible a the fact that the letters themselves were there before them, floating in her apartment. If was light, whimsical, and Natalie found herself leaning forward with a small smile threatening to twist her lips up a bit. She didn't quite understand it, but the sound called to something deep in her soul and reminded her of a younger time in her life. A time where she would sit in the kitchen with her own mother, listening to her beautiful humming as they made special treats and waited for her father to come home.

All too quickly it was over, and though Natty still felt the smile on her lips and the sweetness in her mood, the creature that the book had formed now drew forth her full attention. It's shape was such a mismatch of of different animals that it took her brain a few seconds to process the information that her eyes were gathering, but once it had, she full on smiled.

"Are you the book?" she asked, surprising herself by the question. She wasn't sure why she felt the need to ask it, nor exactly where the question had come from. Perhaps it because the creature had literally come up out from the book, forming from a swirl of letters and magic, or perhaps it was because the creature seemed to be made of many different elements and beings-like a story. Either way, Natalie was left wondering once more, when exactly she had begun to believe in all this, and why it suddenly made her very happy.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The creature giggled more windchimes, and did a strange little dance in answer, like a full body shrug combined with a head bobble. “Good question!” it added, and then when Zander and Natalie didn’t immediately react, it clarified: “Not really, but kind of…” Next, it puffed up its chest proudly. “I’m your guide!” This proclamation was followed by more tinkling giggles. Then, it nodded its chimeric head sternly. “Every pair of diakha needs a guide, and I’m the best! I think!”

Zander couldn’t help but laugh along. The “guide” just somehow made him feel relieved, like everything was going to be okay. At least, until Zander looked at Natalie and said, “That thing mentioned that we would have a guide.”

The vertical slits of the guide’s pupils widened, and it flew close to Zander, its hedgehog snout sniffing inches from his face. It gasped, and did the same to Natalie. “Oh no! You’ve already got smudges!”