She was his first human. It was a crass thing to say but, but as the movement of her lips grew more intense, as her knee softly pressed itself between his legs, as he began to realize where this was going, the thought occurred to him. Hell if he was going to let on, but it was a terrifying thought. Sure Jade, come over to my place, lets get really comfortable, I'll show you a great time, oh wait sorry, I only know how to fuck aliens. It seemed like a pretty crappy follow up to all the work he'd done to seem like he had his shit together.

Though this wasn't exactly the position he had expected to get into on a first date. Sure, the word was only technical, they had literally been through to the end of the universe and back together. But things had always been unstable between the two of them, he had been half joking but when he'd made that comment about going back to his place. He had expected a swift, comedic kick to the shins followed by some kind of "eww pervert" retort right out of one of Dirk's dumbassed anime cartoons. It would have been pretty funny. Instead she had smiled that big sunny, inexplicably adorable smile of her's and flagged the nearest taxi. It made him wonder who was really being seduced here.

But none of those nuances really mattered now, he let his body respond to her's naturally. It wasn't hard to do things right. As she pressed herself closer he didn't need to think too hard to find the small of her back and shove her just that extra bit closer. He explored the roof of her mouth with his tounge. It tasted like the strawberry parfait he watched her eat for dessert. Sweets had never been his thing, but this form was pretty freaking bearable, delicious even. He wanted to delve deeper, suck harder, but that was no good. He kept his movements light, yielding one moment and pressing harder the next, she responded with progressively more passion. He got a certain sort of satisfaction from the way that her breath grew more and more ragged. Her hands had already found their way to the bare skin of his chest and even through her clothes Dave could feel the little tremors that ran through her petite form. Suddenly she was nuzzling into his neck and he could feel with every shaky breath that she wanted it. The rush caught him off guard, sending his thoughts into a just passable sort of frenzy. He was losing his cool, now all that mattered was making sure that no one noticed. He gently reached for the clasp of her bra...

But-

She was pulling away, a soft smile on her lips. Tilting her delicate chin to the side as she looked at him apraisingly. Her long dark hair was a bit tousled from the night's activities, falling in wisps and curls around her face. Those dog-tier ears of hers bent slightly backward, be felt like some kind of whackjob-furry for even thinking it, but even they were definitely working against his ability to stay in control.

"Dave..." She drew out the sound of his name, half in bemusement, half in disapproval. It was a familiar voice, something he's always though of as comforting, but now it's effect was a little more... potent. Her glasses had slipped down the bridge of her nose. Jeez, why did all these fucking anime tropes have to be so sexy? He had to look away for a moment surreptitiously taking one long breath before replying.

"You're gonna have some trouble seeing there, Harley." he sidestepped whatever reprimand she had brewing by straightening her glasses and running his hand through her hair and down her back. The color of her already rosy cheeks flushed darker.

"Teehee," her laugh was still sweet even as the weight of her slim hips made it hard to concentrate on anything else. She wriggled slightly as she climbed farther up into his lap not hesitating to rest on certain, sensitive regions. Dave managed to get a hand around her thigh, but she stopped him from going any further, her sharp green eyes staying glued to his face. "I don't really need them at this distance anyway." She casually took off her glasses and placed them on the table to her left. "I'm nearsighted, you see." She smiled back at him even more expectantly now. And suddenly he came to a realization.

"Ohno, that is not happening."

"But..."

"No way.

"It's not like everyone doesn't know what your eyes look like already..." she softly traced his collarbone with one forefinger, "Won't you do it," she turned on the sort of over the top pout that was only permissible in moments like this,"... for me?" This wasn't fair- the hormones were trying to make his decision for him, in that that moment his resolve was almost broken. But somehow, he managed to get the next sentence out.

"Listen, I will literally do anything that you want me to, except for that."

"But I dont need to have anything done for me by a pair of aviators..." she was suddenly close again, her toungue catching the very bottom of his earlobe, "I just want you," she whispered, "without any extras, to take everything I've got."

"Oh fuck Jade-" he could think of no witty retort, just one last exasperated attempt at pretension before he had flung his four hundred dollar sunglasses to the floor. His lovely companion did not get much chance to stare into his striking scarlet eyes before he had reversed their positions, pinning her against the opposite arm of the couch, wasting no time in pulling off her shirt and unclasped bra in unison, hiking her skit up past her thighs, pulling her panties off as quickly as possible. She gave a small cry of surprise, but he wasn't going to stop until she was screaming.

((Haha, I dont feel like finishing this right now~ LOL Maybe I will later... whatevs I need to stop writing these...))