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was writhing beneath him.
He pushed in deeper, feeling her inner walls gripping him, tight as he invaded her. Pulling back, he felt her relax, and then he lunged forward, thrusting into her sex. Her back arched, and he moved back again, and then inched further forward inside her. Over and over, he patiently took her, his body tense with concentration. He had to keep himself tightly controlled or else he would hurt her by taking her too quickly.
Empty and full. Tight and then yielding, she slowly accepted him. Her nails dug into his back, and his colours rose to meet the places on his skin where her fingers touched him. The more his climax grew in intensity, the more his colours became out of control.
When he lifted his head and looked at her, he saw the wonder in her eyes, and in those eyes he saw himself reflected. Reds and golds, like soft clouds, floated across his face. With each hard thrust, stars burst out, little pinpricks of blue and green. She lifted her head and pressed her lips to his, and he felt the static electricity between them as they met.
His body was alive with a power he had never experienced, and it would be so easy to fall in to her way of thinking, to see himself as connected to the cosmos in some small way. Yet that was a thing of the imagination and dreams and he was a warrior, cast in a role that begged him to live in reality, in a world of science and math.
Harder, deeper, he took her, casting aside those stupid feelings she evoked in him. This was what he was, a male of his species whose sole aim was to procreate with a female from another planet. There didn’t have to be anything else between them, but as his climax was reached, his cock swelled, held in place so his seed would pump deep into her womb, he had to fight hard not to see the miracle of life, the creation of life, which was perhaps happening right now.
For surely conceiving a child was a miracle. That the two of them could fit together so perfectly that a new being, a child in his image, could be made, had to be some gift from a greater power.
“That was wonderful,” she said as she lay in his arms, both of them completely sated.
“Yes. It was,” he agreed, rolling over to lie on his back. He needed to put some distance between them or a barrier up so he didn’t feed off her thoughts and her feelings.
“Where amongst the stars are we going?” she asked.
He looked up, searching through the tiny pinpricks of light. “There,” he pointed.
“What is the constellation called?” she asked.
“Constellation?” he asked.
“Yes. See, the stars over there are grouped like a shovel. Can you see it?” she pointed to the star and then made an outline.
“That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard,” he said.
She laughed. “On Earth the stars are arranged into constellations with stories behind them. Don’t you do that?”
“No. A star is a star. A planet is a planet. We do not need stories. As I said before, they are simply lumps of rock or big gas giants. They are not alive, and they do not need fairy tales to make them alive.”
She sat up, looking down on him. “I’m sorry. I thought it would be fun to make some up so we can show them to our child.”
He rolled over, and then stood up, going around to gather their clothes even though it was dark. He passed her clothes to her, hating to watch her cover her voluptuous body, but needing a barrier of clothing between them to ward off the deep feelings he had for her.
“You will not fill our child’s head with such nonsense.” He thrust his arms into his shirt and pulled it over his head. “We do not live in the same world you left. And you will obey me in this.”
“You aren’t allowed to tell your children stories?” she asked incredulously.
“We tell them stores, but stories based in truth. It is far better to tell a child a story of how the floveris fly, than to invent something and give confusion.”
“I see. Didn’t your father tell you
He pushed in deeper, feeling her inner walls gripping him, tight as he invaded her. Pulling back, he felt her relax, and then he lunged forward, thrusting into her sex. Her back arched, and he moved back again, and then inched further forward inside her. Over and over, he patiently took her, his body tense with concentration. He had to keep himself tightly controlled or else he would hurt her by taking her too quickly.
Empty and full. Tight and then yielding, she slowly accepted him. Her nails dug into his back, and his colours rose to meet the places on his skin where her fingers touched him. The more his climax grew in intensity, the more his colours became out of control.
When he lifted his head and looked at her, he saw the wonder in her eyes, and in those eyes he saw himself reflected. Reds and golds, like soft clouds, floated across his face. With each hard thrust, stars burst out, little pinpricks of blue and green. She lifted her head and pressed her lips to his, and he felt the static electricity between them as they met.
His body was alive with a power he had never experienced, and it would be so easy to fall in to her way of thinking, to see himself as connected to the cosmos in some small way. Yet that was a thing of the imagination and dreams and he was a warrior, cast in a role that begged him to live in reality, in a world of science and math.
Harder, deeper, he took her, casting aside those stupid feelings she evoked in him. This was what he was, a male of his species whose sole aim was to procreate with a female from another planet. There didn’t have to be anything else between them, but as his climax was reached, his cock swelled, held in place so his seed would pump deep into her womb, he had to fight hard not to see the miracle of life, the creation of life, which was perhaps happening right now.
For surely conceiving a child was a miracle. That the two of them could fit together so perfectly that a new being, a child in his image, could be made, had to be some gift from a greater power.
“That was wonderful,” she said as she lay in his arms, both of them completely sated.
“Yes. It was,” he agreed, rolling over to lie on his back. He needed to put some distance between them or a barrier up so he didn’t feed off her thoughts and her feelings.
“Where amongst the stars are we going?” she asked.
He looked up, searching through the tiny pinpricks of light. “There,” he pointed.
“What is the constellation called?” she asked.
“Constellation?” he asked.
“Yes. See, the stars over there are grouped like a shovel. Can you see it?” she pointed to the star and then made an outline.
“That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard,” he said.
She laughed. “On Earth the stars are arranged into constellations with stories behind them. Don’t you do that?”
“No. A star is a star. A planet is a planet. We do not need stories. As I said before, they are simply lumps of rock or big gas giants. They are not alive, and they do not need fairy tales to make them alive.”
She sat up, looking down on him. “I’m sorry. I thought it would be fun to make some up so we can show them to our child.”
He rolled over, and then stood up, going around to gather their clothes even though it was dark. He passed her clothes to her, hating to watch her cover her voluptuous body, but needing a barrier of clothing between them to ward off the deep feelings he had for her.
“You will not fill our child’s head with such nonsense.” He thrust his arms into his shirt and pulled it over his head. “We do not live in the same world you left. And you will obey me in this.”
“You aren’t allowed to tell your children stories?” she asked incredulously.
“We tell them stores, but stories based in truth. It is far better to tell a child a story of how the floveris fly, than to invent something and give confusion.”
“I see. Didn’t your father tell you
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