It was a cold night. One of the coldest since we came to Earth. But still, I felt warm with Schmelkuh wrapped in my legs. I couldn't imagine surviving these freezing winter nights without her. I slowly released my grip from around her body.
"Gashmulku buwaygyah?" I asked her.
"Smulbuk grankul bulkya mua." She replied.
I couldn't help but feel a little sad. I was hoping it would've taken a bit more. She turned over to face me. I brought her leg up to her face. I brushed the end over each of her cream coloured wrinkles and down under her chin. Her skin was soft. It felt delicate, like it would break if I pressed too hard or stroked the wrong way. But, it was beautiful.
"Guchul makka ngrusha." I whispered as I brought my own face closer to hers. I looked deep into her pure black eyes. They seemed like holes to nothingness. buried in the middle of her face. Despite being as dark and mysterious as they were, they were also alluring and pretty. I wanted never to break our interlocking gazes, but I knew I had to press on. There was more of this beauty to come. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips against hers.
"Mmmm…" She moaned.
As we passionately kissed, she pushed her body against mine. It was wet. With sweat or with something else, I didn't know. I wrapped my tentacle around hers. The feeling of having another's body intertwined with my own was fantastic. All of her movements felt like pure bliss to me. Her breathing, her heartbeat, her body and her mouth.
"Kurruang pokuhl nagara?" I asked.
"Ngyo…" She replied quietly.
I rolled on top of her, and once again began staring into her eyes. Somehow, they were even more beautiful than before. I could see her whole body from here. It glistened with sweat as I eyed her down. I ran my leg down her body, feeling, and learning, each and every bump, notch and wrinkle of this woman. I reached her stinger.