Different Similarities

New feelings

Tonight was the first night we spent outside, no obscure structure to protect us from the cold wet climate during sundowns. It was tonight that Horus was insistent on leaving again.

"Stay" Horus' clawed hands gripped my shoulders sternly to keep me planted on the fallen tree.

"What do you mean stay! Where are you going?" I struggled against his weight holding me down.

"Eat. Food." He mimed eating, bringing one hand to his masked face, the other still held me in place.

"Eat? You're going to go get food? But you can't leave me here alone!" The forest full of shadows darkened around us with animalistic whispers filling the biting air.

"Food" he repeated, bringing out his wrist blade.

"Let me go with you." I made to stand only for him to push me back down with ease. He wasn't even using force. Using some of his weight against me was enough to keep my ass planted on the log.

"Stay" he tucked the stainless steel blade in his gauntlet before pointing to me and the healthy fire he had started minutes prior.

"No you stay," Luna retorted. Only for the Yautja to palm her messy hair and push her back. The human almost fell back if it wasn't for the fast reflexes of the male who misjudged his strength.

"Luna, stay I'll be back I promise. Ooman'de stay."

"Ugh! You better come back." She mumbled watching him leave the small camp.

" I still don't know if I can trust you but your ass better come back- I have no one else...here... no one to trust" roughly the woman wiped her tears momentarily blinding herself from the harsh force she used.

"No more crying. I'll cry later. There's no point in guessing and speculating the past. Whether his people kill us for fun or if mine mutilated his, nothing of that matters right now. He has kept me safe and fed. Even with our differences he's never hurt me. His hands always touch me as if I'm made of glass. Clawed fingers trace my skin gently or he uses his knuckles to nudge me. I want to keep trusting him. This man- the first man that I want to depend on. To protect me, care for me, to keep those golden eyes trained on me."

The woman shivered with lust.

"I want to give him everything" her pussy clenched at the thought of taking him as he claimed her. Panted at the thought of willingly submitting to him and all his otherworldly glory.

Guilty she squeezed her hands between her thighs looking for any form of relief. She itched to touch herself to relieve some of the stress she's been caring as well as the ongrowing lust she's been experiencing.

Nothing but Mother Nature and unnoticeable red eyes to witness her aggravated squirming. Still the human could not bring herself to stuff her greedy pussy with her small fingers.

As much as he wanted to spread her legs and hope that Horus stumbled upon her masturbating she could not help but question whether he had come to want her the same way she craves him. Oftentimes she found herself wondering whether they were even physically compatible. Could she take that massive cock hidden behind his steel codpiece?

Luna had many insecurities: one was her inexperience with men and the other, a newly found one, was the drastic changes in her body. Lately she began to feel that this was not her body whenever she bought a reflection of herself. New scars and stretched skin replaced the layer of fat she came to love over the years. Her plump lips were thin and cracked, a painful suntan had arisen throughout the days on this planet. These new things she started experiencing fueled her insecurities not to mention how different she was from Horus. What were his women like? Were they as tall and muscular as him? Did they have long tendrils like him? Would he even find her attractive?