Tales of Lithium

Antlers

A/N: I need to write some stress relieving smut...Pardon me as I write awful awful smut. With a probable word count of 3500+... Work on more concise smut. (P.S. I've been wanting to write some teratophilia for a while and I think it'll be cool to do. If you enjoy weird pairs of monsters/humans or just monsters in very bendable relationships I'd suggest Ace of Beasts and Men+Monster, both by the precious Aero Zero on tumblr. You can find them censored on Taptastic or in their glorious explicit beauty on tumblr. Enjoy.)

       Leah was not in the right mood for this. She was bored enough listening to her sister discuss politics with her friends and even more when her best friend, Diane, went off for a week in Sol, a whole three planets away. She groaned as she laid out in the den, the sounds of bickering parents and electronic clock hands tapping drowning her calm thoughts. She put in her ear pills with a sigh as she stood. There were a ton of ways to exit the situation with grace but Leah was honestly confused which would rise the least questions. She despised the teledeck, with it's obnoxious bright color and never ending noise, and she felt trapped in her room. So she hurriedly slipped away from the noise through the kitchen door, unlocking the electric fence and striding into the deep forest that covered the whole of the planet she had grown in, Gian. Her thick rubber, white boots left deep imprints in the moss with each step into the dark woods, smiling at the scent of moist earth and the glow of snowy white fungus growing along the towering trees. She pulled out the buds, slipping them into a small pouch to listen to the sweet calls of creatures and friends hiding in the underbrush. She had graciously been raised in the woods instead of the education room her sister had grown to adore, with it's visual affects that made her feel as if she was walking in a facade. Still, she knew she would never be bored nor threatened by the beauty of the forests she would twirl and run through. When she was a good three meters away from home, she began to pull away at the thick rubber padding her father had demanded she wore in the outside world. She felt so uncomfortable in the vice of the plastic and bright white, becoming a doll being shielded from a child's stained fingers. She slipped out into a thin white tank top and shorts that went barely above her kneecaps, popping her feet out of the boots with a small squeal of joy. She picked up the rubber with a giddy snicker, throwing them over a thick tree branch before darting into the undergrowth. She laughed brightly, her short, fiery auburn hair whipping behind her in a burnt copper streak. She bolted, propelling herself off the thick trunks with grace and bright laughter. She could almost hear the sweet songs her sister would play when she was only a foot taller than her. How long had it been since she'd stripped herself of that covering?, Leah wondered, groping desperately for an image of her sister without the clear coat when not surrounded by her parents gaze. She came to the unsurprising answer that her sister was simply content with her dull life, something that sickened Leah. She sighed, slumping down finally near the edge of a large stretch of treeless meadow. She loved the feeling of the sun coated grass brushing up her skin, the feeling of the baked plantation on her sending the sense that she was being held in the warm grip of the meadow itself. As she laid there, eyelids closed to listen to the sweet chirps of the creatures she knew would come across her soon, she heard a muffled, deafening sound. She stumbled to her feet only to brush her toes over an ear pill that was near her head. She used them constantly now but these had a brand ingrained deep into the sides of their small casing. M.A.S. was deeply clawed into the things, causing her to throw them away from her in horror. M.A.S. Radicalism was the only thing she hated more than the conformity her parents valued so. Men After Salvation thought the Gianens were trying to destroy the human's colonization and success. Thus, their salvation was to burn as much as they could. They stroke such pure fear in Leah's heart that she feel back in shock, shaking as she clutched her shoulders. She stayed like that, breathing heavily until she heard a soft muffled step approach her. She shifted to face the person, hands in white knuckles fists before seeing the tall figure of a fellow peaceful Gianen. "Oh, bless the star shine! Rolf, how I've missed you." She hugged his muscular figure tight as he laughed. Rolf was a native and proud of that fact more than anyone Leah knew. He felt no remorse in loving her which made her even more affectionate in a sense. She adored everything about him, from his dark, star kissed skin to the tall antlers that grew from his skull only a few inches above his earlobes and had grown to a length that she could run her hands up and in their curves slowly if he allowed her. She loved seeing him in the late afternoon sun like this, his dark hazel eyes holding such depth and safety in their unfathomable darkness, sending warmth through her. Rolf himself felt pride in simply staring into the deep blue of his darling's eyes. He had always felt looked down and scorned by the humans he had to help but she cared for him so thoughtfully and sweetly he fell for her far too easily. He loved her sparkling laugh and softly tanned skin, he had even loved her when she had simply been 'the boy from Livian's Peak'. He could barely even associate Leah with the boy he'd first meet almost six years prior, her strong and sure figure foreign from the nervous and pale one he'd first held. She kissed his burnt cheek giggling brightly. He loved the sound the most out of all the noises of his short life. "You look much better dearest. You must've been very troubled to have been so shaken. Are you alright, my dear?" She shrugged softly sighing against his clothed chest. "I found a pill with M.A.S. carved into it. I fear it might mean our forest is next..." He nodded wearily, eyes sharp with quiet fright. He'd seen the smoke and he'd heard the stories. He knew that not all humans excepted the law allowing them to wed the natives, much less supported a non-breeding relationship. He pulled her close, stroking her hair, smoothing it back into it's even bob cut. She sighed at his soft touch, gripping his waist lazily. "It's okay, Leah, we're safe here dearest. No matter what they try we're safe here, and if we aren't, I won't let a single ember touch you." She gripped him tight, shaking in his hold as silent tears slipped from her eyes. "They're arguing about whether they'll let me do it or not. My mom wants to cut me off.. She wants to take me to a correctional facility on Sol. Rolf... I'm frightened so much by them. Without De, they could hurt you." The boy's warm palm stroked her cheek softly, whispering sweet promises as she sniffled beneath him. She needed to cry out to someone. He felt even more protective when he'd learned it had always been him. She wiped at the tears softly after a while, her sighs still shaking out of her soft pink lips. "I'm sorry," she whispered holding him. "Can you... Can you help me forget?" He felt his cheeks turn bright as her fingers ghosted up his back. He knew what she wanted all to well, neither of them were a stranger to each other's bodies but still he felt bewitched by her, freezing in nervousness instantaneously. She kissed him, slower and more deliberate than before, silently asking him for something more. He knew this kiss too well. Yet he melted into it so happily. He picked her up by the waist, pulling a soft laugh from her throat. "Lets go somewhere more private." She shivered at the heated whisper in her ear as he held up her waist against his rib cage, legs wrapped around him protectively. She kissed up his neck as he laid her out against a large rock formation only a couple yards away. They'd meet there every once in a while, a feeling of calm surrounding her as she leaned into the cool granite with Rolf's lips pressed on her's. His fingers climbed up her waist as she shook, eyes staring up at her in silent joy. She needed this, she needed to be pleasured and loved into forget all about what she had to deal with, she deserved it for even seeing him. He stroked her inner thigh, her body already hot and quivering in anticipation of warm lips. His hands held her back as he leaned in to lick his prehensile tongue against her neck, leaving a trail of luminescent saliva. She was shaking, gripping the thin fabric of his shirt, wanting to rip it across his chest maddeningly. He slipped his fingers over cold fabric, pulling her shorts off slowly as he licked her collar. Fingers gripped dark coal hair as he bit into her shoulder, softly pressing his short fangs against her skin, before dragging them down her chest, which sent a pleasant moan from her throat. His hands hovered over her chest, his eyes staring into her lust covered ones. She nodded faintly before gripping over the unseemly bulge forming in her pants. "Should I be rid you of that as well?," he whispered, low and sweet against her paler skin, right where her collar dipped towards her chest. She nodded shaking, her hands guiding his towards it, whinnying through her panting breaths. He got down on his knees in front of her, gripping her waist as she leaned farther into the cold slate beneath her. She shuddered as Leah felt him cup her arousal firmly, stroking slowly with his thumb. He kissed her thighs softly, smirking at the sight before him. The way her eyes were formed into soft crescents under long auburn lashes that fluttered against her cheekbones as he squeezed her gently.  She felt faint, her heartbeat filling her ears and creating a glass bubble around her mind, thoughts far from the volume of her moan. He grew aroused to the point where he felt a tightening around the fabric in his pants, shivering as he brought his lips to her navel. His hands slipped under the thin cloth shielding her paler skin and bright pink pectorals. She let out a loud yelp of surprise as her body was covered with electric bolts of pleasure, careful and quick fingertips stroking her nipples as warmth pushed against the underside of her clothed cock. She felt lightheaded, wetness spreading between her legs as her fingers gripped him tight against her. He smirked, pulling his head up so she could see as he dragged her undergarments off with his teeth. He'd only now noticed they were blood red with small bits of black lace that he gripped easily in his fangs. She'd been quite thoughtful with that. His horns were brushing against her lower thighs, leaving soft scratches that made Leah shiver from the feeling of the velvety bone. A new pair would come in soon. Maybe she'd be able to ride on them, gripping his horns as he runs, arms hanging off their sturdy length. Now though, he thanked the gods that he could even fit between her spread thighs, smiling as her slick member bounced against her smooth stomach, twitching and leaking from anticipation. He leaned against her, nuzzling her erection with his cheek sweetly. "You're quite excited, today. I honestly feel just awful to have kept you waiting," he whispered achingly soft as he gripped the base of her strongly. She was panting for breath as he kissed her stomach above where it lay. Her fingers gripped his flowing locks, holding long bangs in white knuckled fists as he kissed the sensitive skin. She writhed against the bone chilling slate as he took her into his mouth, maddeningly slow and taunting as he scraped the skin with his dulled teeth. She quivered as he hollowed his cheeks, tightening the warmth around her as he bobbed with slow and calculated precision. She was fully overwhelmed by his warm mouth, barely able to stand without his strong hands holding down her thin waist. Rolf was fully absorbed in his work, channeling Leah's sweet moans to move quicker as he hugged her waist tighter. He could feel each shudder against his now smiling lips, adoring how much she melted into him. He sucked gently, pulling crowing moans from her bright lips, his hands running up her neck and cheeks, humming at the soft skin. Leah was seeing white inside of her squeezed eyelids, pulling him against her member slowly. Rolf loosened his jaw as much as possible and let her move him back and forth, humming sweetly against her as his hands stroked her chest. He slipped his tongue over the head, lapping against the intense heat inside his mouth. She came with little more than the sweet vibrations sending her over the edge, her knuckles white as she pulled him tight onto her cock, semen slurring the horned boy's keening moans. He swallowed thickly, licking up the last of her fluid in long circles of his tongue. Leah was quaking, muscles tensing and loosing as she tried not to fall onto her knees. He pulled the flesh off his lips slowly, staring up at the slivers of blue oceans in auburn lashes, before letting go with a wet pop.
She shook as he tugged softly, asking her to sit with him. She fell against him, her abdomen between his knees. "Can you handle something a bit more, or do you want to do me?" Leah nuzzled into Rolf's shoulder, panting against ebony skin. He was so, so kind, and warm, and sweet to her, it was always overwhelming for her. He let her rest, running his fingers through her, now tangled, curls with gentle affection. She curled up in his arms, kissing his cheek sweetly.
He smiled softly at her, letting her kiss down his neck. "I think, I want to taste this more than feel this in me," she whispered against his pulse, squeezing him gently, pulling a soft groan from his chapped lips. She sucked on his pulse as her hand wandered over the already wet fabric, her other stabilizing her with his soft horns. "Did you come just from eating me out?" He nodded meekly, his cheeks flushed a dark maroon. She liked his blush, how his ears tucked back in embarrassment, his eyes squeezing shut to hide in the darkness of his eyelids, it was quite cute in fact. She barely got to see him in such a disorganized state and, she found it a great treasure to earn the sight. She kissed his shoulder as her hand slipped inside his jeans, causing a shiver to bolt down his spine. She stroked his forehead with the hand still holding onto his antlers, his nose nuzzling against her elbow. The girl's fingers were so smooth and warm around him, sending slick bolts of pleasure through him.
       She kissed down his chest, her fingers stroking precum soaked flesh and her other hand stroking down from his ear to his neck. He moaned softly, breath shaking out of his mouth feverishly. She loved the sweet taste of sweat covered skin, growing more intense as she peppered nips and kisses against his abdomen. She jerked his jeans off with a wicked grin, sending a shiver down Rolf's spine. She stroked him with her wrist, sliding his flesh up and down as she ground herself between his thighs, showing his powerful grip around her shoulders with licks and love marks.
When she swallowed down his cock, Rolf arched his back letting out a cry of pleasure that sent pure ecstasy through Leah. She bobbed quickly, making loud slurping noise she knew made him fall apart like sandstone in a child's raging fist. The taste reminded her of salt and pure cream. She'd found it oddly addictive in times of distress, like pouring a pinch of sea salt over some tooth rotting dessert her sister would spilt with her. Off putting but slowly becoming more palatable, becoming it's own special taste only she could place.
She pulled off for breath, panting over the head as she pumped his base, slow and deliberate. "aH, God bless... Le-Leah." Rolf was in shambles, and he had been for a long time. The grin she flashed him before licking his slit sent such raging pleasure he had trouble breathing over his keens. "Leah... Le-Leah please! I...Oh, god I want you so b-bad babe." She laughed darkly after pulling her tongue from the underside of his rod.
She did find great pride in the fact that she could take all of him in at once. They had only started a few months ago but she'd already gotten acquainted to his massive size. Still, she adored how he ate her and he loved falling apart for his mistress. She'd gotten used to her position with more joy than she meant originally.
She pumped him fast, flexing her wrist at just the moment he looked as if he would crack and beg again, licking sparsely to break him more. He was panting, hips jerking with her hand, causing her grin to grow as she followed his movements. "ah-Ah! God.. Uh.. Pl-please. C-can-May! May I sp-spoil you m-Mistress?," he sputtered out, eyelids tight as he was practically angling his cock's head to her cheek. She knew what he wanted, what he loved to see. She kissed his member, stroking slowly as she positioned herself; face in front of his powerful thrusts. "Where do you wish to spoil me?" He shook as she swirled her finger tip around his foreskin. She knew how to get to him and he adored it. "Your face, M-Mistress. Please may I spoil your gorgeous face!" She chuckled darkly, hovering directly over him with the grin he'd grown to adore. "Do what pleases you my precious fawn, I accept your humble request."
He moved faster, breath changing from deep gulps to rapid intake and outtake as his hips jerked erratically. He came in a long strand that jumped directly onto Leah's eyebrows before falling against her high cheeks and lowered lashes almost brushing her chin.
Rolf collapsed as she flicked his limp dick jokingly. "Good job, fawn. You must've held back for your Mistress." He nodded weakly, sitting up mechanically and cupping her face in his warm hands. "Clean me, won't you?" He nodded again his long tongue offered out to her before he moved to lick up her closed eyelid to her forehead. No strands had touched her beautiful hair but he licked and kissed the entire right side of her face to be rid her of his mess, spoiling the pure, unblemished skin he adored.
She kissed him as he finished, stroking his horns sweetly. "Thank you love. I needed that." He smiled sweetly, hugging Leah close as she nuzzled into his chest. "Anything for you my dear." Just as the tension left her whole, she saw the time on her hourly update causing her to leap to her feet. "Oh god! It's already that late?! I'm so sorry Rolf, but I-," he kissed her quickly, silencing her worry instantaneously. He gave her a firm pat before pulling her shorts around her waist. "Go back, I'll see you again soon. I enjoyed today."
She smiled, kissing his cheeks before turning away. Just as he walked away, she hugged him from behind before softly whispering,"Thank you, Moosie. I needed this. I love you." And just as quickly as she came, she ran home, slipping into plastic with a groan that somehow didn't overtake the smile that covered her face as she ran home in the soft rays of the Gian sunset.