#human!tsireya

“You know, I really enjoyed our date today.” Tsireya started.

“No problem, baby.” Lo’ak smiled, his focus still on his soft serve.

While she took another bite of her ice cream, she slowly lifted her sock covered foot and ran it up Lo’ak’s leg. He didn’t pay the traveling foot any mind until she forcefully pressed it against the apex of his jeans.

Lo’ak choked on his desert and turned to look at Tsireya who was leaning against the car door, looking at him with smoldering eyes.

“A man can’t eat his soft serve in peace?” He asked but she didn’t take his words to heart. Moments later, he threw his empty ice cream cup back into the bag it came in and grabbed her foot to drag her closer.

Both of her knees bent as her feet were planted between his thighs and at his hip, she opened her legs so he could see the underwear she wore just for him. He glanced down and looked back up at her with a raised eyebrow.

“That couldn’t have been comfortable to walk around in.” Lo’ak guessed and he was right. It was a thong with the itchy kind of lace that gave her a wedgie while walking through the botanical garden. It was still pretty though and with the slight octave change in Lo’ak’s voice, she knew he liked it too.

“Then make me wearing it worth it.” She challenged, matching his raised eyebrow with a small smirk.

“When do you have to be home again?”

“I’m all yours until eight.”

Lo’ak cocked his head, thought about it, then mounted Tsireya in the backseat of his car. He leaned into her and kissed her with enough passion to ignite a thousand flames, guiding her until her back was resting against the black leather seat.

Her ice cream forgotten, she blindly threw it towards the paper bag, not caring if she aimed wrong. She’d offer to pay for a cleaning even though Lo’ak would decline.

He tasted like coconut and Tsireya could smell the rose cologne he sprayed on his collarbones. It overwhelmed her how much she loved him, and she groaned primally. Almost instinctually, Lo’ak grinded down on the part of her that ached for him the most.  

Lo’ak’s hands wandered and soon they were palming her breasts through her dress. She broke the kiss to reach for the zipper so she could take it off but suddenly her hands were held tightly above her head. Well, technically, they were on the console by the window but still above her head, nonetheless.

“Dress stays on.” He breathed and Tsireya nodded so he would kiss her again.

Clawing at the braids that were in a ponytail, she brought him closer only for him to swerve her lips to kiss her jaw. She pouted but he continued to kiss down her neck with a chuckle, ignoring Tsireya tugs upward.

“Be patient, bunny.”

“Fuck you.”

Lo’ak snorted, now kissing her chest.

“We just had sex last night.”

“Asshol—” Her insult was cut short with an exhale when he pulled her dress down and brought a nipple into his mouth. His hands tugged on the other one and Tsireya squirmed under his touch. When the one in his mouth was swollen and wet, he released it with a pop and switched to the other one.

Once both of her nipples were distended, he slowly kissed his way back up to her lips and pecked them.

“So now you’re quiet.” He smirked but Tsireya had no response. She only looked up at him, pupils dilated as her arms hung loosely around his neck.

“Pretty baby.” Lo’ak complimented before leaning down to kiss her again like he had all the time in the world.

Impatient, Tsireya shoved her hand into his jeans and grabbed his dick causing him to groan in her mouth and rut into her hand.

“Be patient, bunny.” She mocked against his lips and felt Lo’ak grunt.

“Not funny.” He murmured and moved his hands slowly down her body until they were at her underwear. “I know you’re dying to take these off.”

Still stroking his dick, he pulled her underwear off and flung them somewhere in the trunk. After, his fingers meet her center, and she bites her lip. Lo’ak groans and presses his fingers until they enter her.

She takes her hands out of his pants to wrap them around his neck to bring him closer to kiss her. Complying, they messily kiss as he curled his fingers and used his other hand to push down on her lower stomach. Quickening his pace, the sound of squelching filled the car as her mind went blank and a white ecstasy filled her from the bottom of her feet to the roots of her hair. She braced her foot against the window that was starting to perspire and hoarsely groaned as he continued to hit that spot.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to scream, she wanted to squeal but she heard nothing leaving her lips. His fingers were fast and hard, curled so they hit her G-spot repeatedly and roughly. Their kiss grew sloppier as her moans and whimpers got louder and Lo’ak drove his fingers into her harder.

Her orgasm came with a few more strokes and she felt out of control of her body as she arched off the car seat and squirted, wetting the leather seat, her dress and the front of Lo’ak’s jeans. Her body shook as she called out his name over and over, experiencing something that wrecked through her body.

“Fuck.” Tsireya whispered against her boyfriend’s lips as he slowly removed his fingers and pulled away from the kiss to taste her. Still breathing heavily, Tsireya didn’t have it in her to make a piss joke.

“You good, Reya?” Lo’ak asked and she nodded.

Leaning down to kiss her cheek, he then moved his hands to unbuckle his jeans and free his erection. Fumbling out of wet denim, he pressed back against Tsireya and unfolded her legs so they were braced against the car ceiling.

Her eyes were glassy, pupils wide, as her body was flushed red and her chest was still rising and falling quickly from her first orgasm. Tsireya’s swollen bottom lip is caught in her teeth and Lo’ak rubs her exposed thighs fondly.

Fuck, he loved her. 

Licking his lips, he entered her and they both moan lowly. Tsireya feels her foot twitch where it was still pressed against the hard ceiling as Lo’ak pulls out until just the tip is in her to push deeply back into her. She knows she won’t last long like this, the coil getting tighter and tighter in her stomach as she listens to Lo’ak’s fast breaths and quiet moans above her, his thrusts speeding up.

“Cariño.” She mewls and grabs what she can reach of his skin. “Yes, yes, yes.”

He moves one hand from keeping her leg straight to her clit and her eyes shut as she cums on his dick. Instead of stopping, Lo’ak doubles his effort, now gripping her hips as he brought her to meet his thrust like she was a doll. She groans, overstimulated, and folds her legs closer to her chest.

Feeling his pace halt, Lo’ak lets out a deep moan and falls atop of Tsireya to press his face into the crook of her shoulders as he shudders.

Still deep inside of her, they both breathe heavily in the hot car and it’s then that Tsireya notices that the sun is setting. She’s tempted to take a photo of the warm colors that reflect on Lo’ak’s back, but she’s too spent to grab her phone. Instead, she wraps her arms around his neck and feels him snuggle closer into her sweaty collarbone.

“Can you breathe?” She murmurs and he nods, lifting himself up to press a kiss to her clavicle before pressing a kiss to her lips.

One kiss turned into three and soon they were shamelessly making out in the backseat of his car-again. Tsireya ditches her position under Lo’ak and is soon straddling his lap, impatiently unbuttoning his shirt until she could shrug it off his shoulders. He moves his fingers back to her center for foreplay, but she sinks down onto his dick instead.

“Fuck.” Lo’ak grunts but Tsireya ignores him, stuck in her own world.

She throws her head back when they find a rhythm and Lo’ak tightens his grip on her hips as he moves up to meet her with every thrust. Both chase their release as they meet haphazardly in the middle when Tsireya starts to roll her hips. He keeps his hands on her hips, keeping the flare of her dress tightly grasped in his hands to keep from coming undone when she moans loudly.

He’s grunting and she’s chanting his name until she slaps the perspired window when she breaks apart in his arms. Close behind, he meets her for one more sloppy thrust before he cums. Tsireya leans her head in the crook of his neck for a couple of breaths before she’s sitting upright and wrapping her arms around his neck again, sated.

“I love you.” She whispers and Lo’ak smiles.

“Love you too.” Gently smacking her ass, he lifts her off his lap causing his flaccid dick to fall onto his thighs. “But, unfortunately, it’s time to take you home.”

“I don’t wanna go home right now.” Tsireya pouts and he chuckles.

“We also don’t want your dad shooting me.” Kissing her cheek, he pulled his pants back up and buttons his shirt before sitting up to look for her underwear in the trunk. Tsireya sat crisscrossed until he suddenly held a black thong in Tsireya’s face with a victorious smile. “Found it.”

Blushing, despite what they had just done in the backseat of his car, she snatched the thong from his hands before shimming them on and fixing the top of her dress. Tying back on her converse, she noticed the mess of ice cream by Lo’ak’s foot.

“I’m sorry about ruining your car.” She apologizes and Lo’ak looks down as if he’s just noticing the mess.

“Oh, that? Don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure? I can pay for it.”

Lo’ak scoffs with a smile and opens the car door for them to get out and back into the front seats.

The ride back was filled with comfortable silence until Lo’ak pulled into the driveway of her house. Before she could open the door, Lo’ak got out of the driver’s seat and jogged to the passenger side to open it.

Jumping out of the passenger seat, she barely made it two steps before Lo’ak slapped her ass and grabbed it while leaning down to place an open-mouthed kiss on her throat.

“Love you.” He murmured before letting her go and giving her a more age-appropriate peck on the lips.

She giggled and called out ‘I love you too’ as she made her way to the front doors of her house, and he got back into his car.

When she got to the front door, Ao’nung was waiting for her with an expression of disgust.

“Could you two be even more obvious?” He pretended to gag as Tsireya walked through the door. “You smell like him too and sweat.”

“Mind the business that pays you brother.” Tsireya patted his chest and walked up the stairs, giddy.

It was Tuesday which meant Tsireya had off so she could spend the day with her two favorite people- Lo’ak and Zoey. It was an easy morning, as any since Zoey had gotten on a consistent sleeping schedule, and now Tsireya was wandering around the house since Lo’ak still had work and she was bored since Zoey was asleep.

Nothing he hadn’t seen before, Tsireya walked into Lo’ak’s office to dust off the fan in her underwear with a simple camisole. Making sure she was out of his computer camera view she cleaned the top of his fan, oblivious to his eyes on her. Retracting the duster, she was disappointed that there was barely any dust to clean off it.

Well, that’s one less thing I can do.

Back in their bedroom, Tsireya scrolled through her phone in utter boredom. She dusted, mopped, scrubbed, and swept the house for the week leaving nothing to do. Tempted to call her mom to meet for lunch, she felt arms encircle her waist.

“What are you doing?” He murmured, leaning down to rest his head on her shoulder.

“Should I ask mommy out for lunch?”

“Hmm.” Humming, he turned his head so his voice was muffled by her hair.

“That was a yes or no question, Lo’ak.” She teased.

“Have you healed yet?” He asked and Tsireya’s forehead wrinkled in confusion.

“I gave birth six months ago.” She didn’t know where his mind was and it piqued her interest as much as it scared her.

“That wasn’t my question.”

“Yes, I’m healed. Why?”

Please don’t ask her to go sky diving again.

Instead of responding, his arms tightened, and he pressed a kiss to her neck

“Are you trying to seduce me Twilight style?” She chuckled and Lo’ak groaned.

“If you mention that wretched piece of literature again, I might go soft.”

“I thought you liked it when Alice—”

Lo’ak let go of her and spun her around, so she was facing him. His hands resumed their position on her waist although they slowly moved down until they were firmly grabbing her new ass from the mommy weight and snapping her hips to his. She opened her mouth to make a comment, but he kissed her instead.

It was sensual and slow and Eywa when was the last time they’ve had sex? Her fuzzy brain tried to do the math but all of the numbers evaporated into thin air when she felt his hands grab the hem of her underwear.

“I take it you’re a fan of the new weight?’ Reya breathed once they pulled away to catch their breath. She had gained 70 pounds during her pregnancy, but the last 50 pounds still clung to her lower body and breasts like intertwined branches. Although, she couldn’t be too upset that she had an ass for the first time in her life.

“You’re always stunning.” He murmured and Tsireya rolled her eyes.

“Cop out answer.”

“How about I cop you out on the bed until you’re a sweaty mess that can’t walk?”

Tsireya opened her mouth then closed it. He leaned down to kiss her again, but she put a hand on his chest.

“Wait! Zoey.” She exclaimed before moving out of Lo’ak’s grasp to run out of the room to check on their daughter one last time.

Once she saw that Zoey was still asleep, she walked back into the room to see a naked Lo’ak with his clothes piled on the floor.

“Someone’s eager.” Reya smirked but was taken off guard when Lo’ak strided to her and grabbed her face to kiss her.

The kiss was full on undiluted lust and soon they were walking backwards until the back of Tsireya’s knees hit the bed frame. She expected them to fall but Lo’ak flipped her onto her front instead. He ran his hands down her semi-exposed back and she shivered in anticipation.

Next, his hands moved to her underwear that was slick with want. Slowly moving his thumb to rub her through her panties, she groaned when he felt wet fabric.

“Someone’s eager.” He teased.

“Just fuck me.”

“Your wish, my command.”

Pulling her underwear off, she was oblivious to where he flung them. All she could focus on was the head of his dick which was running up and down her pussy. Teasingly pressing into her core, he then ran the tip through her labia to her clit and back up. She would typically complain about him being too slow, but she was so sensitive and pent up after six months, she could feel herself reaching the edge.

He slowly pushed the tip inside and Tsireya groaned as she repeatedly clenched around nothing. Grabbing the comforter, she felt her toes curl as Lo’ak pulled out.

“Tsireya.”

“I don’t wanna hear it.” She panted, her heart still pounding from her climax.

“Okay.” He chuckled.

Instead of entering her, he resumed his teasing. Through her first orgasm, she still felt her core throb with each stroke of her clit. She was so close and all she needed was-

Lo’ak fully sheathed himself inside of her and she came again.

“Uh!” She groaned, feeling the familiar warmth spread through her body. Instead of pulling out, Lo’ak remained inside her warmth.

“Really?” Lo’ak asked, his voice playful.

“Mm.” Reya nodded, still euphoric from the dopamine rush.

Instead of teasing her more, Lo’ak leaned down to kiss her shoulder blade fondly before smacking her ass. She jolted but moaned, nonetheless.

“You like that, baby?” He cooed and hit her again, this time soothing where he hit her afterwards.

“Please.” Tsireya whined.

He knew exactly what she was asking for as he started moving in her. Too drunk on lust, he wasted no time before he was slamming into her with earnest. His hand occasionally came down on her right cheek, the sting of pain making Tsireya shudder as her head fell limp on the comforter.  

“Fuck!” Tsireya cried out, pushing back against Lo’ak’s brutal pace. The sex hurt in the best way and she knew she’d be sore next day at work but she didn’t care. The thought of Lo’ak’s handprint on her ass because he loved it so much sent her over the edge for the third time that afternoon.

“Come on baby. You can give me one more.” Lo’ak coaxed and kept pushing his dick into Tsireya.

She whimpered against the thick sheet but doesn’t squirm away from the overstimulation. Instead, she welcomes it, groaning again when Lo’ak slaps her ass again. She felt like she was going to explode, like there was a propane tank in her engulfed in flames. Her breath quickened as she felt her fourth orgasm of the afternoon approaching and she feared it would be more intense than the first three.

A well-aimed thrust mixed with the sting of a recent blow made her cry out as she tensed up and lifted her legs so her knees were bent. Moving on from her ass, he moved his hand to lift her hips so he could hit that spot again and again and again until Tsireya felt delirious from pleasure.

“Lo’ak.” She cried and her orgasm exploded within her like a bomb. Clenching her eyes shut, she felt a sob erupt out of her as Lo’ak groaned above her and came.

Repeatedly saying how much she loved him, Lo’ak kept slowly thrusting into Tsireya as he bent down to press kisses on her back again and soothingly rubbed her right butt cheek.

When he caught his breath, he flipped her over so she was on her back to kiss her deeply.

Tsireya sometimes hated her body, specifically how her body responded to Lo’ak. It was instinctual, the way she leaned into his touch, the way she smiled whenever he was in the room. He made her body happy, like he was the missing puzzle piece that completed her puzzle.

Sometimes, her feelings would overwhelm her and it didn’t help when he would smile or do something small that he remembered she liked from 9th grade. He was just so loving and caring and perfect that sometimes she wanted to jump him like a leopard.

Hence her dilemma as she stared at her phone, alone, in their apartment. Today was Lo’ak’s maintenance day, meaning he spent the day getting his hair re-braided and cut. He spent two hours in the shower this morning, shaving, since Tsireya hated too much body hair and immediately left for his classes before Tsireya could appreciate the results.

After, he sent her a photo with a cheeky emoji, showing off his new hair. It wasn’t anything outlandish-it was his typical long braids with the side shaven-but that didn’t stop the want thrumming through her. He just looked so handsome.

His barber was a good twenty minutes away from the house so Tsireya liked the photo before putting her phone away and trying to focus on her homework. She had a paper due at the end of the week and words failed her as she was halfway through till the word minimum and couldn’t find anything else to type.

Typing a sentence, she would delete it as it didn’t flow with the rest of the essay. Then, she would think about Lo’ak and his new hair.

Not now.

She tried to focus on her assignment but it was futile. Every three minutes, Lo’ak would pop into her mind with his long hair and big calloused hands and his soft lips that would-

Getting off track for the umpteenth time, Tsireya just closed her laptop and put it on the coffee table. The last thing she wanted was to write her fantasies down on Google Docs and her whole document be deleted.

Giving up, she just leaned back and closed her eyes to fully immerse herself into her thoughts about Lo’ak.

He was her favorite person to think about. The way he talked and rolled his r’s, the way he walked and strode with his long lanky legs, the way he smiled showing off his fangs that were weirdly sharp for human canines.

Tsireya’s thoughts turned darker as she thought about his taunt stomach, the way it flexed under her when she was on top. The way little grunts and whines left his mouth when he was under her control, hands held above his head. He always looked so pretty.

She had the sudden urge to bite the soft flesh of his neck but frowned when she realized he wasn’t home yet. The things she’d do once she got her hands on him.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the key lock turn and the door open. She opened her eyes and saw Lo’ak walk into the apartment, hair freshly done with a new gold necklace that glimmered in the low light of the apartment.

He looked absolutely delectable.

Tsireya’s tongue jetted out to wet her lips. He looked better in person, the pictures he sent not doing him justice.

“Hey baby.” Lo’ak smiled, unaware of her thoughts, and took off his shoes and book bag by the door.

Walking over to where she was on the couch, she raptly watched the visible veins that flowed through his forearms to his hands like small rivers. Focusing on his hand, she noticed he got a manicure too.

Her mind became hazy as she thought about all of the things she wanted to do to him, all of the things she wanted him to do to her. She almost thought he got his hair cut and nails done on purpose just to fuck with her.

Not wasting any time, as soon as Lo’ak was by the couch Tsireya reached out to tug the waistband on his joggers. He laughed but she kept tugging him closer until he was standing in front of her and she was eye level with a part of his anatomy that she’d been dying to get her hands on since he got home.

She felt like an animal in heat and she briefly wondered if this is how Roa felt before mom got her neutered.

Oh well.

She pulled his pants and boxers down, ignoring his yelp when he suddenly became exposed to the cold air of the apartment. Immediately grabbing his dick, she stroked it until it was erect, which didn’t take much as she looked up with hooded eyes.

“Fuck, what’s gotten into you baby?” Lo’ak groaned, reaching to cup her face.

Instead of responding, she ran her tongue along the whole underside of his dick. She could still taste the soap his used earlier.

Moving her hand to below his tip, she squeezes gently until pre-cum leaks out and she spreads it on her lips causing Lo’ak to groan. Then, she places open mouthed kissed along the length until she reaches his balls and back.

She loves when he responds to her getting messy during blowjobs.

Back at the tip, she breaths on it causing his dick to twitch.

“Tsireya” He rasps out.

Finally moving to take him in her mouth-slowly-she doesn’t stop until he’s down her throat.

Looking up with watery eyes, she swallows around him causing Lo’ak to curse.

Moving his hand to hold her hair in a ponytail away from her face, Tsireya starts to move her head creating a suction that hollows out her cheeks.

He’s in her mouth, slapping her cheek, against her tongue, he’s all over her face and mouth and she loves that his grip on her hair tightened. It stings slightly and she loves that she can make him loose control. She smiles as she hums and swirls her tongue around his head.

Lo’ak’s breathing gets heavier and he’s whining by the time she’s edged him to an almost climax for the fifth time. Her hands are squeezing his balls as she hums, enjoying seeing him unravel in her arms-and well mouth.

“Please.” He moans.

She moves her hand to the spot behind his ball sack and continues her mouth ministrations when she presses down on the spot hard.

“Tsireya.” He grunts out and spills down her throat.

She swallows his cum with his dick still in her mouth and he groans again, closing his eyes. Removing herself, she looks up at him with a mess of spit on her face. 

Coming back to his senses, he opens his eyes and moves his hand from her hair to her cheek to wipe the spit off. “Fuck, Reya.” He breathes, his voice hoarse.

She giggles and he hooks his hands under her armpits to carry her to the bedroom. He throws her on the bed, and she squeals when she hit the soft mattress. Getting up on all fours, she wiggles her ass in the air, knowing he can see her old flimsy underwear under the oversized shirt she’s wearing.

Joining her on the bed, he impatiently rips her underwear off-she got it on sale so she couldn’t be too upset.

Immediately, he plunges into her and she groans.

Her shirt rides up, exposing her breasts. Lo’ak reaches to hold them and grunts when the shirt gets in the way every time he rocks into her. Frustrated, he pulls a moaning Tsireya upright to take the shirt off and flings it somewhere in the room. Tsireya falls back down onto the bed and slumps when she’s no longer able to support herself.

She rambles how good he feels, even though he can’t understand because it slurred Spanish. Instead, Lo’ak follows her down, still buried deep inside of her. She can feel his cold necklace against her back and it makes her mind spin.

He’s still on his knees as she laid, pliable. Lo’ak fixed his back so he could grab her arm and pulled.

Her fists clenched as he used his grip on her forearm to pull her back onto him to meet his thrusts. “You take my dick so well baby.” Lo’ak pants.

Tsireya mewls as he fills her to a hilt again. When he quickens his pace, her moans get louder.

He’s found the perfect angle and she chants his name with every thrust, tears leaving her eyes with how good she feels.

Lo’ak pauses. “You okay, babe?”

She can only limply nod as he returns to his furious pace, panting above her as his pupils are blown wide open. He watches as he moves in and out of Tsireya, his vision blurred from lust. He doesn’t know how much longer he can last when she lets out another loud moan, surely alerting the neighbors what they were doing. He couldn’t find it in him to care.

Tsireya mindlessly murmurs cariño as he brings her closer to her release, chanting his nickname like a prayer until his balls hit her clit oh so perfectly and she’s tumbling down a mountain.

“Tsireya.” Lo’ak moans from above as he spills into her.

Slipping out of her, she listens to him murmur praise about how pretty her pussy is from behind as he watches his cum drip out of her. Lo’ak makes a move to touch her but she collapses on the bed again as her legs give out.

Not to be deterred, he moves to play with her overstimulated vagina, sticking in two fingers and spreading them once they were in her warmth to play around with their fluids. Not having control of her body anymore, she tilts her hips up to seek more friction with his fingers. She moans when he curves his fingers and hits her g-spot.

He tentatively leans in closer and swipes his tongue across her clitoris making her pulse against him. Receiving the signal he needs, he flips Tsireya onto her back and grabs her legs so they are wrapped around his shoulders.

Still too out of it to put up much of a fight, she allows him to and whines loudly when he put his mouth around her clit and sucks while moving his fingers in and out of her at a calculated pace. She temporarily supports herself on her elbows to look down at him and almost cums again when she sees him look at her with darkened eyes.

Doing a trick with his tongue that makes her eyes cross, she flops back down and arches her back off the bed against his hands holding her hips down. He does it again with a hum and suddenly she’s cumming again, hard.

She grabs his braids as he continues to lick her overstimulated clit and tries to tug him up. Feeling what she’s trying to do, he takes his fingers out of her warmth and holds it up in the light to see it covered in both of their fluids before holding it near her mouth. Opening her lips, she takes the fingers into her mouth and swirls her tongue around his ring and middle finger, tasting them together on her tongue as he watches from his position on top of her.

“Good girl.” Lo’ak smiles before grabbing her cheek with his other hand and replacing his fingers with his tongue in her mouth for a passionate kiss, moaning when he can taste both of them on her tongue.