#david alien

「 ✦ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 ✦ 」

Stumbling into bed as you both eagerly kiss one another, laughter breaking through the nerves as you accidentally tumble onto the mattress together. This moment between the two of you is clumsy and sweet, full of plenty whispered apologies and soft smiles, hands that linger and hover as if asking for permission even though the answer is already there.

"Sorry, are you okay?" he'll murmur, smiling even as he brushes his thumb along your cheek - you think he looks ridiculously adorable like this. Who knew that the usually stoic synthetic who's only indicator of feeling anything close to a human emotion who'd raise a brow at you could be so bashful? You laugh quietly, nodding. "Yeah. I just… I’m a little nervous." "Me too" he admits, his voice warm and honest. "We don’t have to rush. We can stop anytime." The way he says it... so calm and steady, it makes your chest loosen. "I want this" you reply, voice soft and distinctly husky with wanton need and heated desire.

You two are quick to strip down from your clothes as kisses as heated touches are exchanged. David's eyes are unashamedly on your breasts, eyeing the plump pair of masses on your chest.

The way you can practically see the cogs turning in his brain.

"Do you... want to.. touch them?" You ask, a bit embarrassed. His eyes'll widen, stare at you blankly for a moment before adding on; "Only if you want me to."

You'll watch how he opens his mouth to say something else, but you cut him off by just grabbing his hand and placing it on your breasts and it's comical how you watch his brain momentarily shutdown.

"I-" He swallows hard, face flushing pink. "Oh. Uh-.. oh wow."

He lets out a shaky laugh, clearly overwhelmed. "I didn't think you'd actually- I mean-"

He'll give them a squeeze and when he finds that he quite likes them he'll actually knead them a bit (this is a huge bonus if you're large chested!)

As he plays with them and occasionally pinches your nipples, pulling on them at times in a more experimental way than anything else, you find yourself getting more and more worked up and moans quickly find their way out of your lips.

It's those beautiful heavenly sounds that drive David mad, something... oddly carnal, animalistic - almost human in him snapping as he feels himself grow bolder when a hand sneaks it's way down between your legs.

"Hey… hey" he whispers, breath uneven. "You sound… you sound really good." There's a soft, nervous laugh at his next words. "I- I didn't think it would affect you that much."

His fingers stroke your cunt, fingers idly tracing the already wet lips and the way your hips instinctively jerk forward only to meet him halfway. Your back is arched halfway, a strangled noise leaving your lips with a huff.

He hesitates, his voice lowering to an almost bashful tone. "Is this, okay?" "Mmf- more than okay, its great.." you reassure him

With your reassurance, he decides to plunge in, two fingers stretching your walls just slightly. You thank whatever god's above have blessed you with his thick fingers, thank God for men and their much larger hands.

You moan louder now, back arched slightly as you spread your legs as give him better access. He's quick to take advantage of your silent offer as he grabs a hold of your hips with one hand and the other works you overtime.

He leans closer to you, murmuring your name into your ear like it’s something sacred - it grounds you even as everything inside you feels like it’s unraveling. The world narrows down to heat, to closeness, to the steady reassurance of his hands and the way he stays so attuned to you.

Whatever happens next feels inevitable - not rushed, not reckless -just two people caught in the pull of each other, letting the moment carry them where it will.

When the two of you finally get to the nitty gritty of things David agrees to take it easy with you for the sole fact that this moment is one is a mutually shared first-time experience.

His thrusts are slow and measured but deep and profound as he fills you easily, bottoming out with such ease he's surprised you're a virgin when you clearly take him so well.

However, as things quickly take reach its peak; you're sure you can hear David growl as he suddenly snaps his hips forwards into you, striking you so deeply you're sure that he's fucking you with the intent of a man who wants to put a baby in you (not that you'd really mind).

The sounds of skin slapping on skin and a cacophony of moans, groans and grunts fills the air like some sort of (un)holy prayer, one that only you two are privy to.

When David finally orgasms it's with the force of ten-thousand suns, you're so sure of it that you actually witness him briefly malfunction as he's still in you. Hip's stuttering wildly as his seed spills deeply inside you, eyes rolled so far up to the back of his skull you see the Wayland-Yutani logo for a moment before he blinks back to life with a pained groan.

He catches himself (just barely) as he nearly collapses over you, panting heavily as his internal fans are practically screaming from how hard they have to work to keep him from overheating.

He's looking down at you with an open mouth, eyes half-lidded and with what looks to be 'tears' prickling the corner of his eyes. Of which you gently thumb away.

"You...okay...?" you pant out, looking up at him - half worried he might shutdown.

It takes him a moment to actually hear what you said, let alone verbally reply - but when he finally does so, he gives you a broken laugh. It's accompanied by a lopsided grin, his face flushed a nice cherry red.

"We have got to do that more often."

And you can't help but snort and howl with laughter at his giddiness.