Alien Gerard who is so fascinated by humans, heโs kept a journal of his โresearchโ the entire time heโs been your roommate. Heโs always observing you, asking about how humans digest food, why they go on jogs, what the social pleasantries areโheโs got an endless curiosity for humans and their behaviors.
Itโs endearing, how interested he is. He loves going out with you to the grocery store or the park, loudly asking questions about the people you pass (โwho decided that canines are the ideal pet rather than squirrels?โ โWhat vitamin do humans get from the sun again?โ โWhy does that man have hair, but that one doesnโt?โ).
Youโre patient with him, and he grows very fond of you. Why wouldnโt he? Youโre the only one who knows that heโs not of this planet, who only assumes a human form to blend in. Youโre the only one who knows his smaller quirks too, like how he eats spaghetti one noodle at a time, or how he loves the taste of artificial banana (โit reminds me of a dish I have back home!โ).
One evening, he comes to you as youโre lounging in your bed. His brows are furrowed, and he looks curious.
He asks you about a video he came across on the cellphone you made him buy. The way he describes it is odd (โTheyโre, likeโnaked? And it almost looks painful, but I canโt tell if it is or isnโt?โ) and you quickly realize heโs found a porno.
You sit up and try to give him the birds and the bees talk, but that only seems to confuse him further, hazel eyes glimmering with curiosity.
โIf itโs the mating process, why are they recording it?โ he asks. Heโs sitting close to you on your bed.
You tell him that many humans have sex for pleasure, and they record it for other humans to watch and make themselves feel good to.
โLike, touching yourself. Between your legs,โ you explain, trying to ignore your warm cheeks. โIt makes you feel good.โ
Gerard seems to be intrigued by this. โTouching yourself between your legs?โ he repeats. You nod. For a moment, heโs quiet, pensive. Then, he asks โCan you show me?โ
And at this point, youโre already feeling a little hot under the collar, and Gerard just looks so earnestโhow could you refuse?
He watches with laser focus as you circle your clit with two fingers, legs spread wide apart.
โItโsโฆ wet,โ he says slowly, eyes not moving from your pussy. โDoes that happen when you feel good?โ
You nod, breathing heavily.
Something about him watching you makes you throb, and itโs all too easy when you sink two fingers into yourself, a soft moan escaping you.
Gerardโs breath hitches visibly. Your eyes dart down and you can tell that heโs affectedโthereโs a bulge in his pants.
Fuck, you canโt help but imagine him in you, sinking in so slow. You wonder how heโd sound, how heโd react.
Heโs so absorbed in the sight of you that he doesnโt acknowledge his erection, if he even notices it at all.
Soft, wet sounds fill the room as you slowly pump two fingers in and out of yourself, and god, you need more. It isnโt enough, especially with him looking at you like that. You open your mouth to speak, but he beats you to it.
Heโs looking straight into your eyes now, gaze earnest and aroused in ways he doesnโt fully understand yet. Youโre nodding before you realize it.
His touch is tentative, softly brushing two fingers over your slick folds, catching on your clit in a way that makes you gasp.
His eyes dart up to you in mild alarm. โDid I hurt you?โ he asks, as if itโs the most horrifying prospect in the world.
You shake your head quickly, letting out a breathless laugh. โNo, noโfeels good, Gee. Really good.โ
He nods, a more determined look crossing his face, tongue peeking between his lips in concentration as he touches you attentively, paying attention to what makes you gasp and makes those sounds like the ones he heard in that video. His fingers circle your clit, clumsy at first, then more confident.
โFuckโโ you whine, and youโre desperate to be full, you feel so damn empty. You know he could help you. You know heโd say yes. So you reach down and wrap a hand around his wrist, stilling his movements.
โDo you want to try something else?โ You ask in a murmur. Holding your gaze steadily with his big hazel eyes, he nods slowly.
Ten minutes later, youโre riding his cock, which is pressing against your walls in all the right ways. It feels like heaven, the head nailing your sweet spot even time you impale yourself on him.
And Gerardโgod, heโs a mess. Heโs gasping, shaking hands grasping at your hips, not to guide but to ground himself.
โMmโah! Oh my gโis it supposed to feel like this?โ He asks, voice breaking and high. Heโs staring up at you wide-eyed and flushed, breathing heavily through his whimpers.
You nod, rocking your hips to feel him press deliciously against your walls. โYeahโฆ feel good?โ
He nods frantically, a choked whine escaping his throat. โDonโtโฆ donโt stop. Please, please donโt stop.โ
Your thighs flex and your tits bounce as you ride him harder, raising yourself up and dropping yourself down. As Gerard gets closer and closer to orgasm, he babbles more.
โSo goodโw-wanna feel this all the time, mmfโ! Please, more, more, I canโtโI feelโโ His hips have begun to meet your thrusts with unconscious pumps of their own, driven by a pleasure thatโs new and intoxicating.
He gasps, eyes going wide, lips parted, trembling. โI-I feelโwhat is tha-at? Ah, ahnnn, whatโ?โ
You shush him, and he whimpers. โJust let go,โ you murmur, voice tight and breathless from pleasure yourself. โLet it take you over. Come on.โ
When Gerard cums a mere minute later, heโs gasping and crying out your name, clutching at your hips as he spills inside of you, so deep in your cunt that you can almost taste it. He thanks you, too, in a wrecked, whiny voice.