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Ursa Dax
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April 4 - April 4, 2025
Fallon was standing there with his hands planted on his hips, his chest puffed out and his chin tilted up, looking like some kind of Old-Earth cartoon character. Put a cape on him and the look would be complete. Alien Cowboy to the rescue.
“Is it the sex? Do they have really weird alien dicks or something?” “Well… I mean…” For fuck’s sake.
😆😆
“-but it is not so big a problem, is it? It was a long time ago. A very, very long time ago. And really, what is one little, insignificant murder on my record? It only happened once.”
It only happened once 😭😭😭
My blood heated. It seemed odd that we’d progress to mating here and now, but I certainly wasn’t going to complain. I would honour any and all of my wife’s customs.
🤣🤣🤭
Oh, this was a very good ritual, indeed.
Darcy lowered herself onto her heels and stepped back, leaving me standing there with one end of my undone belt in each hand.
😅
Darcy gaped at me while Cherry slapped a hand to her forehead. “Oh, man. That fucking book,” she muttered. “First frostbite, now this.”
The book 😂😂
“A bucket,” I echoed. “Am I…” I lowered my voice. “Am I supposed to ejaculate into it?”
WHAT😂😂😂😂
“After Cherry did the kiss to me,” he said, his eyes on the road ahead, “I walked right out of the warden’s station, filled a bucket with water, and dumped it over my head.” “Did it help?” I inquired. “Not really.”
I never should have touched him. Never should have let him help me down. Because now I was apparently hypnotized by Fallon’s shirtless hotness at such close proximity. My mind? Nowhere to be fucking found.
Her smelly breath fanned over my face and a big, fat drop of dog drool landed with a messy splat on my left boot. Perfection. Absolutely flawless. I loved her.
Dogggggy
“What are you doing?” I found myself asking. The absurdity of a question with such an obvious answer made Fallon falter. “I am… I am cleaning up the pieces. Do you…” He looked down, then back at me and said, “This is called a broom.”
This is called a broom 😭😭😭😭
“You coloured these images to look more like us?” I squawked, heat rising to my face. This was so freaking awkward. Why wasn’t he embarrassed?! “I was… visualizing…” he muttered, scratching the back of his head, his bicep bulging.
I had not known that having a wife would be so incredibly stressful.
Hell yeah. I was a cleaning fucking machine. Killing this wife shit.
Fallon and Darcy, sitting in a shuttle. Kissing and smooching and having a nice cuddle. Fallon is paper and Darcy is rock. Fallon wants her to touch his…
“The book. Yeah, yeah. You’re a human expert.” I sighed and let my arms, now feeling extra heavy, drop.
“No! Go ahead. I just…” I just wasn’t expecting you to whip your dick out with such little ceremony.
😆
Or, I tried to yank him down. It was like pulling as hard as you could against some big boulder. Nearly threw my fucking back out.
In fact, he seemed to be holding it in place now, as if he’d finally gotten it through his thick alien head that greeting a nice human lady with your alien Johnson just bouncing around in the breeze was absolutely not acceptable.
“It is a good thing I have already removed all of my clothes!” Fallon said, sounding way too proud of himself. “I am ready to put my skin on your skin!”
I am READY
Ah. She was so lovely. Adorable with her pinchy little frown and her shyness. What had she called that human pet creature? The one she had called “cute” and “skittish?” A cat. My wife was like a cat.
“Yes. My reserved little cat.” “Fallon!” “Drink your tea, little cat.” “Oh my God.”
I instantly resolved to burn myself more often. Next time, I would try to do it closer to my cock, so she might want to put her face there instead.
🤣🤣🤣
Maybe if I asked, very, very politely… My mouth was warm. It would probably even help!
I love the use of exclamation points
“And, just so you know, there is no bone in it. In case that was holding you back from getting nearer to it… or… touching it…”
I am so glad I have a wife. This is the best.
“No treatment required,” Fallon croaked. His voice sounded like someone had stomped on his windpipe. “Human grip… stronger… than I’d thought.”
DYINNNNNG
“Yeah, seriously. What the hell? Why didn’t I get a human-Zabrian porn colouring book!”
“You mean before they became murderers and got sentenced to live the yee-haw, howdy partner life?” I asked wryly.
Outgoing Tablet Communication Darcy Dubois: You could have warned me about the tiny dick tail situation. Incoming Tablet Communication Cherry Dawson: OH MY GOD I’M SORRY!!!!!!
“You can’t chase a bush,” he said flatly, as if even just explaining that obvious little fact to me took a huge amount of energy he’d rather not expend. “They don’t move.” “Yeah, well. On Terratribe II, they do,” I bullshitted, irritation rising. “They just pick up and run all over the fucking place.”
Lmfao
Then, more carefully and gently than those big hands should have been capable of, he wrapped the now crescent-moon shaped soap back up in its paper, put it in his vest pocket, and gruffly muttered, “Didn’t say that.”
Interesting
“Can I,” he groaned against the top of my head, his fingers rubbing my ass needily, “touch your clitorosaurus?”
“Alright. Say it with me now, Fallon. Clitoris.” “Clitorosaurus.” “Try again. Clit-or-us.” “Clito… Clitoroni.”
😂😂😂😂
“It’s made from the petals of a flower that grows out along the creek. I thought it might form a sort of ink or stain for your hair.”
Ok that’s literally the cutest
“Oh, I can tell you that,” Fallon said, his voice brightening. “The pup was Sora.”
♥️♥️♥️
“Being sent here saved my life. Marrying you completed it.”
“You’re coming back with me. Massimo wants nothing to do with you, but after an extraordinary amount of effort and sacrifice on my part, his younger brother has agreed to marry you.”
Pardon me
“Who are you to speak to me this way?” she gasped. “I am her mother!” “And I am her husband,” I growled. “Her partner. Her protector. And if I have to protect her from you, then so be it.”
Hellllll yeah
