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" — how are you ?? " she inquired after a moment of silence , turning her head to look at him , lips pressing together. she unfurled one of her hands to gently take his own , threading phantom fingers through his. then , she squeezed ; " you look , , , tired . " phyllis wanted to ask about lilo , but given the aura emanating off of his alien frame , the blonde resisted ; biting her eager tongue .

" well , it worked , i'm surprised !! " phyllis attempted to be playful , to smile , but she knew her eyes didn't match the curve of full lips ; knew the expression was a poor effort to mask her weighted concern . a curt nod , the drifting of her gaze as it wandered over his shoulder towards the early-setting sun just over the horizon . " good , a bit busy , though . it always seem to be this time of year — people trying to meet their yearly reading goals last minute and what not. . . " calcite irises then found stitch's once more , an offering in her gaze as she tilted her head ; " — but i'm free now , if you wanted to do something . . . "

" stitch ?? hi . uh. . . what are — what are you doing here ?? i told you i was working late today . please don't tell me you've been waiting outside this whole time . "

his hands pressing virgin thighs apart made a spike of adrenaline clench her abdomen tight, warmth spreading like a blazing wildfire and prickling each sensitive nerve as his hands wandered across uncharted terrain. when he kissed her, it felt hungry; and phyllis suddenly became familiar with what the humans spoke of when they mentioned starvation. a suffering at the cause of extreme hunger. phyllis's want for the other was insatiable, bones jello-ing as his lips found hers and his teeth tugged at the lower pillow. his words made her melt, becoming one with the bed beneath her, a pitched whine resonating in her throat as she rolled her head back. his instruction was clear, his words ringing like church bells in her ears, and phyllis moved her hands to either side of her to prop herself up so she could shift hooded-lids towards his face. " make me feel good , " she echoed, words hushed, as if sampling the vulgar speech on her tongue to seeing how it tasted. " shred them , " she found herself saying, words echoed and distant as if they weren't her own. the phantom blinked, drawing her lower lip between her teeth, chest heaving with breaths that grew increasingly deeper as one hand floated forward the trace the edge of his jaw, filing the sharp bone beneath her fingertip to memory. " you can — you can see whatever you want. whatever you want stitch; it's yours. i'm yours. "

seeing her naked before him was too good to be true. he knows he shouldn't be staring as long as he was but fuck, she was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. every inch of her was perfect. he wished he could go back in time and replay this over and over, even though he was sure it wouldn't be enough to fully take in her beauty. "i love you," he whispered to her, eyes meeting his phantom for a moment. and he was determined to prove it. bringing her hips to him even more he leaned into her core and let the flat of his tongue get a good taste of her. the moan he let out as her scent filled his senses was guttural. unable to be patient any longer he dove right in, eating her up as if he were a starving man enjoying his last meal. he moved one of his hands up to stroke teasing circles on her clit as he pushed his tongue inside her, praying he didn't find his own release too early and embarrass himself.

@626bxtch

"I'm waiting for Lilo. Because she's got to come home soon....she has to be on her way..."

phyllis's spine sunk deep into the mattress when he kissed her, hands raking up his chest, curling over his shoulders before coming to grasp the backside of his neck. she instinctively arched her back upwards, pressing herself up and into him, legs wrapping around his waist and hooking at the ankles so she could have him as close to her as possible. a pitched whine resonated in her throat at the feeling of him against her , hard like stone , and the warmth that had began swirling in her abdomen plunged to the apex of her thighs. an alien ( no pun intended ) heartbeat began to throb there, a dull ache that made her writhe beneath him, kissing him harder and more desperately as if his lungs were the only place she could retrieve oxygen. how she had gone two hundred and twenty three years without having experienced something like this was beyond her . . . and now that she knew what she had been missing out on, she'd never go back. she'd find a way to never have to give this up ever again. " i don't — " she muttered against his lips, bashful and giddy all at once, giggling as she tightened her legs around him. " i don't know what i'm doing. "

he gently unhooked her legs from him so he could spread them apart before him. her scent was intoxicating and he could see how turned on she was. it sent a jolt straight to his cock in the most painful of ways and he wanted to rip everything still standing in his way of showing her even more pleasure. instead he kissed her again, biting her bottom lip as he pulled away slowly. "i need you to take your pants off, beautiful," he rasped, his fingers tracing her exposed skin as he looked at her like she was the most delicious meal he could ever have. "they'll be in shreds if i do it...and i want to make sure you're ready. i know this is new and i know you're aching, baby. i want to make you feel good." he positioned himself in a way so he could lean down and press kisses to her thighs, inching closer to her covered center and groaning so loudly just at the idea of giving her more pleasure. "please, baby. can i see all of you?"

mertle: hey, you haven't heard anything from lilo, have you ?? mertle: i saw that she was on the list. mertle: y'know, the missing person one. @626bxtch

exposed, phyllis tried not to let insecurity swell inside of her, though when his mouth found her chest — a licentious whine curdled in her throat, dripping from a pointed tongue as it slide across her lower lip. his mouth was warm, wetting her flesh, nipples pebbling beneath his affections. she'd shiver whenever he'd switch from one to the other, the coolness of his room stinging dampened buds. that foreign pulse continued to throb between thighs that now early squeezed at his hips, legs wrapped around his waist and hooked at the ankles; urging him closer. the feeling of his strengthened manhood against her only worsened the ache that thrummed at her apex, abdomen clenching, desperate breaths turning into steady pants as she deepened the arch in her spine to meet his affections. phyllis didn't even have words, none of the ones she knew effective enough in communicating what she was feeling right now. fingers slipped from his scalp to the back of his neck, gliding along his shoulder blades before curling into the cotton of the shirt he still wore, fisting at it, tugging in silent command as her head rolled back. as much as she wanted to be touched, she wanted to feel him just as badly.

he pulled her close to him again, tenderly kissing her cheek. "this better?" he mumbled into her skin as he held her for a moment. he wanted to make sure she still wanted this and would be fine with stopping here if that was all she could handle right now. every move she made her core rub against him and it was intoxicating, but he could restrain himself for her. he wanted her to have the freedom to explore and be comfortable and know that stitch would do everything in his ability to make sure she felt safe and loved. he was completely enamored by the blonde, and he wanted to never stop showing her that. unable to be completely still, his lips found hers again, taking his time with exploring her mouth as his hands cupped her ass. her skin on his skin was the greatest feeling and he didn't think it was going to be something he ever got tired of.

then, she was begging distracted again, his wandering hands making teeth find her lip as lids once more grew heavy, drawing shut like weighted curtains so thick lashes rested upon her cheeks. a soft sigh was exhaled through her nostrils, melting easily into his hold, a mix of bashfulness and unfamiliarity making her stomach knot as stitch's hand wandered, separating her thighs. the only thing existing as a barrier between herself and his explorative touch was a pair of cotton shorts ( humans had the most comfortable clothing, truly ) . . . but even the thought of the foreign kind of touch had her breaths spasming. when his hand ventured away, her brows gently creased in silently confusion, but then his touch was on her chest — her CHEST. the heart beneath pounded ruthlessly, her skin blooming with heat, a soft hum of appreciation making her throat vibrate. " it — " her mouth was suddenly dry, and she swallowed hard, nodding her head. " no it — it feels nice it's . . . it's good. " words were as struggle, knotting the tip of her tongue, pinching it between her teeth. phyllis's stomach flipped at the moniker, the endearing nickname making her pulse flutter. a bit confused by the request, shuffling awkwardly; " turn around. . . ? — oh. . . y-yeah i can." rushed, stammering, phyllis scrambled from her nestled position between his legs to ungracefully turn to face him. eyes opened once more, pupils swollen, gaze finding stitch's ; "like this ?? "

so he allowed himself to stay true to his words, moving back and tearing the fabric that was holding him back with his hands, hardly moving the torn garment all the way off before his mouth was back on her nipples, exposed and too good to ignore. he was going to savor every single bit of phyllis and memorize each sound she made as he did. he didn't suppress his own moans with his head buried in her chest, licking and sucking anywhere he could. he pulled her so close to him that while it felt a little awkward he wanted to make sure if he stopped breathing it was because he was able to be so close to her that he died happy. he helped move her legs so that she was straddling him, feeling his length press into her covered core as he continued his exploration. he made sure that if he was being too much she could push him off of her with ease and he would accept it.

when his silence persisted, lil ( per usual ) kept pushing; " seriously, i don't care. is she pretty, at least ?? all i ask is you didn't downgrade because . . . well, it'd make me look great. you, on the other hand . . . "

shifting her hips, scooting back so she was further pressed to him, the ghoul hummed as his face came closer. lips curled slightly, corners twitching upwards, feeling the peach fuzz of his upper lip as it grazed her own. " maybe i do, " she whispered, squeezing his thigh, lifting her chin to better meet his face. " — and . . . maybe i wanna see you be a freaky monster, " she teased, voice lilting like a swan's song, tip of her nose grazing his. phyllis leaned back a bit, then, to better see his face, cocking her head to the side. " show me ?? " she echoed, feigning contemplation before her smile bloomed. " y-yeah , " she then sighed, breaths suddenly feeling heavy, ceruleans alight like the moon reflecting off the rippling waters of a once still sea. lips grazed her lip, jutting her chin, almost encouragingly; " show me . "

his lips eventually left hers to travel down her face, her neck. his teeth grazed her throat and a groan escaped his lips. "are you sure?" he mumbled into her skin, slowly losing his composure. "because i haven't stopped thinking about good it feels to kiss you...the little sounds you make when i kiss you right here..." he nipped at her neck, sucking on the skin lightly so that she could have a reminder of him on her. "i mean...if i'm being honest i hardly stop thinking about you." his hands were back on her arms before he wrapped them around her, holding her tight. "i want to know what you're feeling....what you like...what i can do to make you feel better..." he kissed her back up her neck and met her lips again, a little less controlled, a little more desperate. he parted her lips with his tongue and went deeper, savoring every second he got to explore her mouth. he would take all day exploring her if she allowed it. he didn't want to ever leave this spot.

brows then tightened, hand finding his thigh to rest on for support as she turned her torso so she could face him better, doll-like features scrunched in confusion. " hot in here ?? " she echoed, checking in with herself; was it hot in here ?? gaze then drifted, looming around the space, wondering if heat was something that could be seen. human senses were still so foreign to her . . . many things were. " i . . . i mean, i guess it's a little warm . . . i don't know. " but she didn't want him to move to turn the fan on, lips curling into a subconscious pout. humiliation licked at her insides at his next question, making her almost feral with an embarrassment. " oh, i don't know. . . i — it's nothing. i was just wondering, is all. . . "

he was so good with her; so patient, so kind, so protective. and yet . . . there was a buzzing, palpable tension that radiated between them; like an itch she couldn't scratch. " stitch , " she spoke softly from where she sat between his legs, leaning her weight further back into his chest, tilting her head up enough so she could peer at him through thick, fluttering lashes. " do you . . . do you ever think about the day i first . . . CHANGED ?? about . . . about when we were able to touch for the first time ?? "