My Fiction. My Blog. My Life:After braving the vast world of the internet with fanfictions, I've decided to expand my portfolio with short stories, blog posts, and snippets of my novel.
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Chapter 8Raven let the topic slip away as Gar ran the tip of the small vibrator between her legs. It slowly worked its way further and further down, till it started to move back up behind her. Gasping with surprise, Raven gripped the hand wrapped around her body. His other hand impossibly started to inch up closer and closer. Part of her registered that he couldn’t still have a fully human arm to reach this far without bending over. But she could care less in the moment. He could be whatever animal or partial animal he pleased. The hum of the machine pushed between her cheeks and she bit her lip with a bit of trepidation. But he didn’t go any further, he just pressed it there and let it stay. Taking a deep breath, Raven let herself relax. The hum did feel good. It actually felt really good. Moaning slightly, she pushed back into him. But he kept the device where it was.
“Ready?” He asked lowly into her ear. “Yeah, I think so.” Raven took a deep breath. A little nervous, but with growing excitement. Gar pulled his arm from between her legs. And used the hand already grasping her to twist her around. So they stood facing each other arms fully extended and hands grasped, as if they had been dancing. Pulling on her hand, she ran lightly into his chest as he bent down to take up her lips. As he stepped back, he pulled her towards the bed. Kissing her deeply all the way. Suddenly, his arm holding the machine slipped behind her back and she was thrown into a low dip over the bed. The shock forced a small giggle out of her before he gave her one last deep kiss. Floating out of his arms, she landed on the bed. Walking around to the side of the bed, Gar picked up a small bottle that he must have thrown away when Dicked called. Clicking it open, Raven watched as he lubed up the small toy in his hands. The anticipation growing as he threw the bottle on the bed and crawled over to her. Rolling away from him she took another deep breath. “Relax,” Gar whispered against her neck as he laid beside her. “I promise this isn’t that bad. You just have to relax. I won’t do anything until I can feel you’re ready. And if you ever want me to stop or pull out just say so.” She nodded, taking a deep breath. The noise sounded behind her and a thrill of excitement ran through her. It found its way back to her and buzzed against her opening. The feeling spread through her whole body and she gripped the sheet in front of her. Gradually the pressure of the device started to increase. Instinctively, her body squeezed shut against the intrusion of a foreign object. The lips on her shoulder gave her a few light kisses, and she focused on that pleasant feeling. Bit by bit she could feel the tiny toy moving inward as her body noticeably relaxed. Her first thought ran to the horrible feeling of having to use the bathroom. This time her hands clenched in a much different manner. Gar’s warm hand let go of the machine as she felt it settle into its groove. And she gave a small gasp, knowing that it was all the way in. A warm large hand traveled gently up her butt and over her side. Taking another deep breath, she could feel his hand rise and fall with her body. The hum was enjoyable and she was starting to gain the ability to focus on that instead of the strange feeling in her gut. They stayed like that for a while. Gar’s warmth was pressed up against her, giving her feathery kisses, and lightly running his hands over her. While Raven’s pleasure began to steadily rise. “Rae,” Gar gave her a deep kiss on her shoulder, and moved a bit away from her, “are you alright if I run to the bathroom?” She nodded, already letting herself sink into the bed in his absence. Peaking open her eyes just slightly, she caught him smile down at her before slipping off. It was surprisingly peaceful being in his room by herself. Not wanting to move her body too much, Raven mentally picked up the blanket hanging off a chair and floated it over herself, missing the warmth of his body. She could hear the subtle noises of him peaking his head back out of the door as he checked on her. And it gave her a small smile. The pleasure in her body was growing so softly, and for the moment she was perfectly fine letting it remain there. It washed over her, soothing her of any remaining anxiety from the week. She was here with someone she trusted, enjoying herself, without any fear of judgement. Being so wrapped up in herself, she didn’t even hear Gar cross the room till he slipped under the blanket beside her. His hand lazily found its way back to her body and began roaming over her stomach. She felt the desire for him to go lower, and bit her lip, too shy to say so. Squirming herself a tad, she lifted her lower back as much as she could venture, and hoped he would get the message. His hand went just a few inches lower, but not enough. Biting her lip, she moaned slightly and tried again. Just as before, his hands only managed to travel a few inches closer as they passed back and forth. Her shoulder moved slightly as his chest vibrated with a low chuckle. He was taunting her, again. But this time, unlike with other guys, it wasn’t a ‘please find your way there…somehow’, but a ‘I can’t wait till you do’. His warm hand finally found its way where she wanted it, and she gave him a satisfactory moan. As his fingers slipped inside she wondered if he could feel the small device still inside her, sending it blissful buzzes through her. His fingers elongated as he reached for fleshy button inside, while keeping his thumb easily near her entrance. The message started out light and leisurely, building her up for a few more minutes. Then he found the same groove he used last night, and began her accent to the finish line. As it came she was vaguely aware of her body clenching on not only him, but that small item still back there. Coming off her high, she tried to reach back and remove the still vibrating piece of rubber. It stuck for a second before she forced herself to relax again. Gar’s hand instantly went to graciously take it away, but she refused. “Ew,” she said, pulling the toy that was just in her behind away from him and got up for the bathroom. He laughed lightly, “The cleaner is on the counter.” “You keep it right on the counter?” She hollered from the bathroom. “Yeah… why, don’t you?” he called back. “Um, no,” she drew the last word out as she scanned his bathroom sink again. No one ever went into her bathroom, but even still she would be mortified if they saw toy cleaner on the sink. Thinking about it she let go of the toy and chose to just mentally soap up the toy while she crossed her arms to watch it. But really, what would she be embarrassed about? That she was a healthy woman that did indeed masturbate? Huffing, in her momentarily flare of equality, she dried off the toy and walked back to the bed. Women shouldn’t hide their sexuality, they deserved pleasure just as much as men did. With this in mind, she locked eyes on the man easily lounging on the bed. They deserved it all. His eyes widened a bit as she floated to the bed and straddled over him. Sitting her body just below his penis so she could draw her fingers up its shaft and push it into her. He laid with one arm casually laid under his head, and the other starting to run up her leg. “I suppose this isn’t the best time to mention I am on birth control, if you’re wondering.” She mentioned idly running her fingers up and down his shaft. “Are you?” he asked a little shocked. Her eyes left her work and went instantly to his face, confused. “What do you mean ‘are you’? You sound surprised.” He tried to shrug in his normal causal way, but he was obviously enjoying her touch. So, his shrug turned into a deep breath and low moan. “I hadn’t smelled the change in hormones on you.” He simply put, as his eye fluttered shut. “Oh.” she hadn’t thought he would really be that in tuned. “Demons are historically picky.” She said wrapping her hand fully around his shaft, “We can’t bear the thought of someone unworthy siring our children.” She explained, pulling her hand up, enjoying in the look of pleasure spread across his face. His eyes flashed open and met hers. “Is that why you’re so perfect?” Raven had to laugh at this ridiculous line. Though she did admit, it was well placed. But if he didn’t know about her spell to turn on and off her ability to have children…Before she could form a sentence he offered his explanation. “It didn’t matter anyway. Now that I can change just part of my body, I didn’t give you human semen anyway.” “What?” she slightly stammered, hand frozen at the base of his penis. “Heh, yeah.” He bit his lip looking a little unsure for the first time. “It’s a little weird I know. Probably should have mentioned it. But it can be a bit of a mood killer.” He laughed briefly, running his hand over her leg again, obviously over his bout of insecurity. Raven regarded him for a few seconds. Of course, last night she hadn’t known the difference. “What was it?” She finally asked. “Um, I’m not always sure. I was feeling particularly wily last night though.” He raised his eye brows a few times. “Maybe a coyote?” Raven was almost as surprised as he appeared to be when she laughed. Part of her thought this should disturb her. But it didn’t. It was slightly wild, and a bit appealing. “So, mister animal. What else can you do?” she enquired, running her hand up and down again. His eyes brightened as he watched her, and his cocky crooked grin returned. “Well why don’t you hop on and I’ll show you.” He said, pulling his arm out from under his head. Raven arched in eyebrow in question, but rose to readjust herself. Slowly he slid into her and she savored the feeling the whole way down. Fully settled down, she lightly wiggled around in anticipation. Again, she looked to him for an answer, but he just smiled. Closing her eyes, she soaked up the feeling of him while he planned whatever it was he figured on doing. She could feel him pressed against her walls. Then her eyes shot open as her hands flew to his shoulders. “Holy shit,” she said, almost breathless. Just as she had started to concentrate on the presence inside her, it had dramatically grown. He chucked deeply, in an almost naughty quality. She allowed herself to grow accustom to the new size before rocking herself back and forth. Flinching, she realized with a small shot of pain that she had gone too far, and it pressed in too deep. But even as she pulled back she could tell the member inside her was shrinking. Poking open an eye again she looked down at Gar, who was smiling almost sympathetically. “It’s more for show, than function.” Gar admitted, pulling her face down for a kiss. The pain had already vanished, replaced again by the feel of him as she began rocking back and forth. And she found herself moaning into his kiss. Just as the night before he was experimenting with her. Finding what she liked and didn’t like. It was surprising how much he could pick up on as his penis ran through several tiny shifts in size or shape. If something didn’t feel quite right, he would quickly move on. But if it did, he would linger with it for a while. Raven imagined she must have squeezed tighter when something felt good, or some other subconscious cue. But no one else had ever tried to pick up on it. Then he found something she loved. It was a small bump on the top that rubbed nicely against her own sensitive bump. Lifting herself up, she found just the right position to increase the pace. She pictured what it could look like, and focused on the two bumps colliding. And her mind wondered back to the last time she pictured such a thing. Taking a deep breath, she momentarily pushed her building pleasure to the side of her mind, and focused on her powers and her body. She had a vague idea of what her body was like from the inside, and bit by bit she focused on each ridge from the opening up. The hands already holding her legs gripped tightly as the owner let out a large gasp. Raven opened her eyes to see Gar’s shut, his mouth hanging slightly open with small ragged moans escaping it. A spark of pride hit Raven as she looked at her partner so engulfed in pleasure. And a little at herself for pulling it off. In the moment, she felt open and free, but knew if she had put a lot of thought into the matter she would have been too scared to have tried it. The bump inside her pushed against her harder, and she picked up the pace, letting it push her all the way. He quickly followed, his hands moving to hold her down close to him. The tiny flinches of his body against hers as he came delighted her. Comfortably she laid herself over him, folding her arms under her cheek on his chest. His warm hands traveled lightly up her body and rested on her back. They stayed there for another minute, neither one ready to move. “That was a nice little trick there, Rae. I like those little ridges.” Gar broke the silence, murmuring into her hair. Pulling away Raven smiled down at him. “Learned it from a mutual friend.” She purred and rolled off to the side, levitating the blanket up that had fallen off. “Oh really?” He smirked, raising his eye brows a few times. Propping himself back up, they laid facing each other, the same as they had that morning. “A nice difference in anatomy,” she said, shrugging. Laughing lightly Gar leaned over and kissed her. “Guess you’ll have to thank her for me.” He said, leaning back to give her a quick wink. “You know I don’t know who said it’s bad to sleep with your coworkers. I’ve never felt so close to you.” He dramatically state, pulling her in close. Raven laughed lightly, though it was partly true. He gave her a light kiss on the forehead. “Though, I guess for you, it’s a good thing we don’t have HR. We would be short one witch.” Huffing, Raven rolled her eyes and shot him a look before moving to get up for the day.
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