“How is it possible that you can conduct infinite combat phases? The rules clearly state that you are only allowed a single combat phase!” Freyja rambled as she pointed at her holophone. 

“Hey, there are cards that can allow you to break the rules you know?” I interjected, making her frown instantly before downing another beer. Shit, that was probably her fifth one. She ignored me as she rapidly scrolled online for something to counter my explanation. When it was clear she couldn’t find anything, she groaned and surrendered on the spot. 

“Oh my, is the princess a sore loser?” I chuckled, shuffling my deck after my fourth straight win. 

“I am not a sore loser, that would be unbecoming of someone of my status. It is clear that you humans play such games to elevate yourselves from your lackluster lives.” Her tone was pompous and rude, but it wasn’t until she started laughing that I realized she was just fucking with me and bust out laughing together. 

“Admit it, you love this game.” 

“Quite right, unbelievable that two hours went by in a flash.” She took a quick swig of beer. “Are you having fun with me...Dean?”  

“Um, I thought that was obvious?” I said with a mouth full of lukewarm pizza. Pleased with my response, she got to work shuffling the deck she borrowed from me and set it aside, a warm silence between us. 

“Gracious, it certainly is hot in here, isn’t it?” she said suddenly, removing her jacket, and exposing the bandeau she had on underneath. Her chest wobbled as she tossed it onto my bed. She made a show of leaning forward past me to grab another slice of pizza. 

God her scent was intoxicating.  

I watched her in stunned silence as she let her long, blue tongue slither under the crust of the pizza before biting down on almost the entire slice. Alright, two can play at that game. 

“You’re right, it’s stuffy in here. It’s cold outside so I had the heat turned up high.” I grit my teeth through the pain of pulling off my muscle shit and tossed in the hamper. I flexed my muscles as I stood up to go get another beer from the fridge, stunning Freyja. “Want another one?” I asked her as nonchalantly as I could. She stammered that she was fine, finishing her pizza with another bite and swallowing it down while trying not to look in my direction. 

“Y-You shouldn’t expose yourself like that Dean. I told you; you shouldn’t tease a woman like that. It’s...It’s not safe.” Sure, says the lady that said it was hot in a room that was set to seventy degrees in basically wintertime.  

“But we’re friends, should I worry about something like that?” I laughed and sat down next to her as I nursed my drink.  

“Of course not!” She said a bit too loud, her arms fidgeting, not sure what to do. Unlike before, she didn’t have the excuse of the movie or getting us snacks as a way to get closer to me ‘on accident’. “Regardless, to behave in such a way it...it can make one think that doing certain things is okay.” 

“What do you mean?” I asked, trying my best to be innocent of the plain meaning of her words. She turned bright blue and one of her arms reached out to touch me but fought against that urge and placed all her arms in her lap. 

“Nothing, ha-ha.” Bevusian pheromones were serious stuff, despite only knowing each other for a week, it was clear that our bodies didn’t care. And man was she fighting it the best she could. And you know what, why should I fight it any further? 

To be blunt, I needed this. I wanted this. And damn it all if I wasn’t going to have one good night. Slowly, I brought my lips up to her ear and whispered the words she desperately wanted me to say. 

“You can take me, Freyja.” Within moments, I find myself thrown to the ground, yet unhurt thanks to her dexterous hands. She had straddled me, her hips slightly raised above my torso, her chest dangling in front of me. I found myself with her face close to mine, her eyes shifted to her more animalistic nature as her pupils became slits. Two of her arms held me down as the others were on either side of my head. 

“I-I can have you, right? You said that you permitted me to touch you, it’s c-completely fine, right?” She was salivating at this point, wanting to ravage me but stopping herself short because she needed absolute confirmation from me.  

I was terrified yet unbearably turned on, I could feel my cock hardening under my pants to the point it pushed up against her stomach.  

“Gods...I can feel you. That must mean you want me, Dean, please say it.” She begged me before her tongue slithered around my neck and ear, causing me to shiver and buck my hips up into her. 

Unable to take it anymore, I gave in to her. 

“Do it.” No sooner did those words leave my mouth did her plump lips latch onto mine, greedily her tongue slipped into my mouth, and quickly wrestled my own into submission. 

“Fuck, you taste so good.” Her voice was shaky and wanting. Plunging her tongue back into my mouth, her hands explored my chest all the while careful not to apply too much pressure for fear of hurting me. Not wanting to be outdone, I gently wrestled my arms from her grasp and broke our embrace to ask if I could grab her chest. “A-Absolutely, what woman wouldn’t want that?” 

Sitting up, Freyja pulled her bandeau off, and I gulped and watched her perky breasts fall, her blue nipples were erect, excited. Without thinking I grabbed one with each hand and watched in awe as my fingers disappeared into her pliant, yellow flesh. She groaned and grabbed onto my wrists, forcing my hands deeper into her breasts, begging me to squeeze them harder. 

And like the dutiful lover I was, I did as I was told. 

“D-Dean, do you think that we could...you know?” She bit her lip, and one of her hands trailed down towards my cock and grabbed it through my pants. “I can feel you throbbing in my hand...how fascinating.” She mused.  

Now, ordinarily, I would be gung-ho about a roll in the sack but each motion sent waves of pain throughout my body. I mentally chastised myself for getting beaten the night before our date, otherwise I would have ripped my pants off at this point. 

“Freyja, I’m sorry, I don’t think I can...do that,” I said, pulling my hands away from her chest. Her mood shifted instantly to an apologetic one. 

“Oh no, I pushed you too far too soon. I’m so sorry, you said it was okay, so I assumed...shit, I made a mistake.” She rambled nervously, “I wasn’t trying to take advantage of you, I promise.”  

“It’s not that, Freyja, trust me this is...wow.” She smiled weakly, so I continued. “I hate this, but my body is battered to fuck, everything seriously hurts. So I don’t think I can go all the way.” Freyja thought for a moment and then her eyes flashed blue when an idea came to her. 

“Well, if we can’t go all the way...we can still do stuff, correct?”  

“Er, yeah?”  

“Get up, stand against the wall, now,” she demanded, a devilish grin I didn’t know was possible formed on her face. Helping me to my feet, she kneeled in front of me and without much fanfare yanked my pants and boxer shorts down in one pull, revealing my throbbing cock. It pulsed against the side of her face as she inhaled my scent.  

Before I knew what was happening, blue horns sprouted from her head. 

“Hold onto them, I think you’ll need it.” I awkwardly held onto her horns and watched in shock as her tongue dropped from her mouth and like a prehensile tail, she slithered it around my balls as one of her hands stroked my member. I grunted and my grip tightened around her horns. 

Instinctively, I thrust into her hand as she chuckled. 

“That’s it, let me take care of you...just give into it Dean. F-Fuck this is so hot.” Pulling her tongue away from my balls, she chose to now wrap it around my shaft, the tip of it teasing my sensitive glans as she stroked me with it. She looked up at me with her eyes boring into my soul, eager for my approval. 

“Don’t fucking stop.” I finally managed to blurt out. Pleased with this, she picked up the pace and pulled her shorts off before fingering herself rapidly. We continued like this for a while, her tongue teasing and pushing me to my limits while she played with herself, patting her slick sex in feeble attempts to calm herself down before going over the edge. Finally, she pulled away and retracted her tongue. 

“Now...would you like to finish in my mouth?” I looked at those full lips of hers, and the idea of them around the base of my member drove me crazy, but her teeth scared the shit out of me. 

“You’re not gonna like...bite my little dude are you?” She laughed at my comment and assured me that it wouldn’t be an issue. Opening her mouth wide open for me to see, I saw her retract her teeth into her gums. 

How about that? 

Lining up my cock with her mouth, so slowly pushed it past her lips as her tongue once again coiled around it. The head of my cock was instantly assaulted by the warmness of her mouth, her gums acting as pleasurable ridges and bumps as she took me deeper until it vanished from sight. 

“Fucking shit!” I groaned, feeling my member now buried in her throat. As much as I wanted to savor this moment, Freyja had other plans. She used three arms to wrap around my back and fucked her face with my dick from tip to base. Stumbling, I did my best to stay upright by clutching onto her horns.  

She ignored all my pleas for her to slow down, it was all talk though, there was no way I wanted this to end, but with the way this was going, I was going to blow my load quickly.  

“F-Freyja, I’m gonna cum!” I muttered, the tell-tale feeling of an orgasm building up from my loins. Letting me go with a wet pop, she continued stroking herself and me off as she told me to just let it out, that she’d swallow it all down.  

Well, if she put it like that, who was I to refuse?

Getting a good grip on her horns, I took control of the pace and pounded her face as best as I could, eyes fluttering from the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt in my life. I began bucking erratically, her groaning on my member, the wet sounds of her pleasuring herself driving me insane until I couldn’t take it anymore. 

With a loud grunt, I forced my cock into her mouth as far as her face would allow and exploded deep down her throat. Our eyes locked as she moaned, her hips gyrating rapidly from her orgasm. Slowly, I slunk to the floor pumping load after load into her mouth until I sat on the floor with her head in my lap.  

Once I finished, she was sure to suck down hard, making sure that I was completely drained before releasing me mercifully. 

Panting, I looked at her and couldn’t help but laugh, astonished.  

“D-Did I meet your expectations? I didn’t harm you, did I?” she asked, suddenly self-conscious upon realizing what she had just done. Unsure of herself thanks to my sudden laughter. I grabbed her face and kissed her forehead before resting my own against hers. 

“Freyja, never apologize for nearly killing a man from pleasure.”  

“Noted.” She giggled, “I’ll take your word for it, Dean.”