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Guest: Yes. Cue the Unibrow
Splattifying Agent 2: I don't know who promised you lemony flavoring but it wasn't me. The only time lemon is mentioned in this story was when Cerata cleaned Inkay's house. I went back and checked.
Inkay reached the door of his apartment and opened his mouth in a satisfying yawn. He fiddled in his pocket until he retrieved the keys to his door and stepped inside. He stretched before closing the door behind him and locking it. He ran a hand over his tentacles and walked to his living room, plopping down on his couch with an oomph.
He was really tired. Today was another exhausting day. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was barely 9:30. He groaned. He must be getting old. Or all the shit he'd been through took some years off his life. He wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.
He sank further into his couch and reached for the remote. By the time he wrapped his fingers around the gadget, he suddenly felt too tired to stare blankly at a screen. Maybe he should just be old and call it a day.
Placing the remote back on the table it started on, he took a small interest in the picture that laid there. He picked it up by the corner and brought it closer for inspection. It was from the peace meeting party thing awhile back. It was a picture of his squad, Shiro included, Kiara, and Cerata clicking glasses together.
A small smile crossed his face. How long was it since this picture was taken? Like...four months? He had been with his squad a few times since then and his sister demanded his presence several times from him being "stupid" during the war. Cerata however, Inkay hadn't seen her since.
Well, he'd caught passing glimpses of her. But that was it. They were both really busy. Inkay was volunteering in helping rebuild and building up Octarian life, while Cerata was busy with political side of things at the moment, having to take Octameri's spot until things calmed down.
Unfortunately, that was taking longer than everyone originally thought. Some people weren't completely with the idea of peace and two terrorist groups, one Octarian and one Inkling rose up. With assistance from Octarian machines, the destruction of Inkopolis was finished in about two months. It would've been done sooner had it not been for the terrorist groups.
Apalo had calmly pointed out that people scared of change would of course linger. He swore that he would make sure no Octarian under him was a part of the terrorist group, and that any Octarian caught in said group could be prosecuted as the Inklings saw fit. His speech won over a lot of Inklings actually.
But regardless Cerata was the second face of the Octarian race at the moment. Speaking when Apalo was busy and addressing topics during meetings. From what he heard, Apalo wanted her to help establish a better relationship with the Inklings considering she was the one who fought Octavio, and currently the only Octarian who could change colors. When the footing was set, she could do whatever she wanted.
Still, Inkay missed talking to her. As long as these terrorists were causing trouble, the relationship between the two races would be strained and she'd be busy. It was ironic really. He volunteered so he'd be close to her and be helpful at the same time. He didn't mind helping the Octarians thrive, but the decision seemed like a severe miss at the moment.
Oh well. Maybe he should go to sleep. If he got up early he could probably run and get some breakfast for the first time in awhile. He volunteered a seven-to-seven shift just cause. Maybe he felt a bit guilty for all the Octarians he killed. Whatever the reason, he was going to be there at seven again.
He placed the picture back on the table and stood up. He stretched for a moment, a satisfied groan leaving his lips as he stepped towards the hall. Right as he stepped into it, there was a soft knock at the door. He turned towards it with a raised eyebrow. Who could that be? All of his friends were busy with one thing or another. Maybe Shiro finally got the hang of his prosthetic leg and came over to show it off.
Regardless he approached the door, running his hand over his tentacles and finally pulling the string that held them up in a ponytail off.
"Who is it?" He called standing on the other side of the door. Usually he'd just open the door and see who it was, but he had to be cautious. There were two terrorist organizations that hated his existence after all.
"Um...It's Cerata," Inkay raised a surprised eye as he unlocked and opened the door. His jaw dropped as Cerata stood on the opposite side of the doorway. She had all four of her tentacles wrapped around each other in a small braid that rested gently on her right shoulder. She stood in a purple dress that split around her mid-thigh and ended at her knees. She held her head down slightly and looked up at Inkay with bright green eyes, a small smile, and a blush. "Hi...Inkay,"
"Um...hey," Inkay responded in a bit of a daze.
"Are you busy?"
"Um. I was contemplating going to bed,"
"Oh. Well I'll come back some other time,"
"No. No no, come in," Inkay stepped out of the way and gestured for Cerata to enter. She gave a small nod as she walked into the apartment. Inkay shut the door behind her and locked it before following her into his living room. "So how have you been? It feels like forever since I last talked to you," Cerata turned to Inkay with a smile as she sat down on the couch, Inkay following her example.
"I know. It's been too long. I've been good actually. For a spokesperson, I get a lot of paper work. That stuff isn't fun," Inkay chuckled.
"So that Apalo guy being a nice boss?" Cerata looked forward with a face that was hard to read.
"Yeah actually. He was technically always my superior, so he was always a boss, but he's been a lot more...forgiving I guess I can say," Inkay tilted his head at that.
"Tell me about this guy," Cerata shrugged.
"I honestly don't know that much about him except what the public knows. Octameri was really close to him way back when. Then around the time Octavio took over, he got really into his job. Then Octameri had an argument about something. She came home pacing about how he was butt hurt about how Octavio dumped him or something," Inkay's eyes widened a bit.
"Wait, so he swings that way?" Cerata shrugged again.
"I don't know. It was during Octameri's rants so she could've been saying it metaphorically. What I do know is that their relationship only went downhill from there," Inkay nodded in understand and grew quiet for a moment.
"I'm sorry about your sister," Cerata gave Inkay a smile.
"Nonsense. I should still be apologizing for what she did to you," A sullen look overcast Cerata's smile. "I promise you she wasn't so violent...once upon a time. It all started after a recon mission saw how well Inklings in Inkopolis were and then Octavio convinced her that all that was pretty much stolen from us. It started out as a little motivation, then it grew into an obsession, then what you saw. I just wish...she had more time to repent after she found out the truth..." Cerata turned her head from Inkay as her eyes watered a bit. Inkay reached over and gently placed his hand on hers.
"Her apology was all the repentance she needed," Inkay didn't truly believe that statement. He had taken one too many right hooks to the face. But he also didn't want Cerata to cry so he'd push his pride to the side a bit.
Cerata looked down at Inkay's hand when he placed it on hers then up to Inkay. She smiled and wiped her eyes with a sniff.
"Thanks," Inkay smiled and pulled his hand back to lean back on the couch. The two fell into a silence. It started off comfortable enough, but soon turned awkward. The two sat in the silence not entirely sure how to break it. Cerata turned a shade darker as she thought of a topic to bring up. "Um...Inkay?" Inkay turned towards her.
"Yes?"
"...You remember...when you were sneaking me back through Octovalley?" Inkay saw where this was going.
"Yeah..."
"And we had a moment?"
"I remember..."
"Why did you keep cutting me off?" Inkay turned his sight to his ceiling and leaned back on his couch.
"Because I already knew what you were going to say," Cerata turned towards Inkay who kept his sight to the ceiling.
"Oh? Well what was I going to say?" Cerata said turning more towards Inkay. Inkay paused for a moment before taking a deep breath.
"You were going to say...that...you loved me...and you dreamed we had...kids..." Cerata darkened drastically, but she continued.
"S-so why didn't you let me say that? Are you...apposed to the idea?" Inkay let out a low chuckle.
"If I had let you say that, I would've done something stupid," Cerata furrowed her brow in confusion and waited for Inkay to continue. When he didn't she prodded further.
"Stupid how?"
"Stupid like asking you to come back with me. Like trying to find some way to make it work," Cerata blushed and turned her face away. "It's a good thing I didn't too," Cerata turned her head towards him again. "Whether you left or stayed, I would still be Agent 3. I would've still went out and got my shit kicked in my Octameri, and I would've still been scheduled to be executed. But you would be here, blissfully unaware of my situation until Octavio overran the city and took over it and who knows what else. Not to mention all the lives that would've been lost since the city wouldn't have been prepared. So yeah. It's a good thing I didn't let you say those things," Cerata stayed silent for a moment before turning her sights to her hands, gripping her knees softly.
"So...those feelings...do you still have them for me?" Inkay didn't respond. He didn't even move. He just kept staring at the ceiling. Cerata suddenly felt this emptiness in her chest. She turned her sights away from him. That was all she needed to hear. She stood up quickly, not turning towards him again. "I should go," She said already heading towards the door. "I have a meeting in the morning and I don't want to be late for it," Inkay's head had shot towards her as soon as she stood up but she was practically out of his living room by the time he could comprehend what had happened.
"Cerata," Cerata stopped halfway out of the door as Inkay walked out of his living room. She almost fearfully turned towards him as he ran his hand down a tentacle. "As I'm sure you know, I'm an excellent liar. Sis taught me. I turn off my emotions and just run on autopilot until I get the job done. So...I'm not that good with truthfully expressing my emotions...but," Inkay gently took hold of Cerata's hand and guided her back inside, closing the door behind her. "My feelings still stand. I'm sorry for my silence. Thinking back on it it was a stupid move. But I was thinking over something," Cerata tried to keep herself from smiling like an idiot but finding out that Inkay still had feelings for her made her do that.
"Well what were you thinking over?" Inkay scratched his head, a light turquoise over taking his cheeks.
"That maybe you'd...stay here?" Cerata tilted her head Inkay struggled to keep eye contact with her.
"But I really do have a meeting in the morning. I shouldn't be late for that,"
"Well you have cloths here still. It's not like you wouldn't have anything to wear," Cerata brought her fist to her mouth and lightly bit down, breaking eye contact with Inkay.
"I don't know. I mean it is a long walk from here to Octrania...I'll have to get up pretty early,"
"Look," Inkay's hand was placed on the door next to her head, Cerata jumping and subconsciously bit harder into her hand as Inkay stared at her, his eyes seeming to glow in the dim corridor. "I've barely heard from you these past few months. I know we've been busy but I only get passing glances of you. I don't know how you are, or if you're okay. I can't even talk to you. I don't want the next few months to be like that. I don't want the next few weeks to be like that. Hell, I don't want the next few days to be like that," By this point Cerata's cheeks were flushed a dark shade of purple as she kept staring up at Inkay.
"I know this isn't traditional, but I don't wanna risk you walking out that door and I not see you until who knows when to ask then,"
"Inkay...are you?..." Cerata's entire face flushed as Inkay smirked and slowly ran his hand down her cheek, down her arm, and gently took hold of her hand, propping himself on one knee.
"Cerata Entero. Will you marry me? I don't have a ring at the moment but like I said, I don't want to risk not seeing you again for awhile," The hand Cerata was biting was now covering her mouth as tears of joy fell from her eyes.
"Forget the ring! Yes. Yes I will!" Cerata didn't bother letting Inkay get back up as she dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips against his. Inkay wrapped his arms around her back and deepened the kiss, Cerata moaning against his lips.
Inkay slowly leaned back, Cerata following hungrily as she ran her hands over his face. Inkay fell on his back, Cerata falling on top of him in her pursuit. They broke apart laughing. Cerata moved her braid to rest on her back instead of dangle over her shoulder and looked at Inkay, a certain hunger in her eye.
"You know," she started staring at his lips and running a finger down his chest. "Maybe we both should go to bed,"
Inkay smirked and Cerata kissed him again, this time he followed her up, her only giving small pecks as they both rose to their feet. When they both stood completely, Inkay didn't bother waiting to move towards the bedroom. He pressed his lips against Cerata's as she was pushed against the door.
Not complaining, Cerata wrapped her arms around Inkays neck, Inkay using his hands to explore the curves of her body. Inkay gently pressed his tongue against her lips, begging entrance which Cerata graciously granted. Inkay explored Cerata's mouth and body as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Figuring this was as good a time as any to move, Inkay made his way towards his room, holding Cerata up by her rear. He squeezed it occasionally, causing her to jump and let out a small yelp into his mouth. Once in Inkay's room, Inkay plopped Cerata down on the bed, a giggle escaping her mouth as she bounced a bit.
Inkay had a hand on either side of her head as she laid there looking up at him, breathing heavily. He leaned in with a chuckle as he crawled onto bed and hovered over her.
"Pinned ya," He said lowly. Cerata gave him a look with a smirk and a scoff.
"Only because I let you," She said. Inkay chuckled. With a low voice he respond:
"And why would you let me do a think like that?" Cerata bit her lip. She did a quick glance down but returned her sights to Inkay's eyes before wrapping her legs around his waist again.
"Why don't you come here and find out?" With a playful scoff, Inkay pressed his lips against hers again, Cerata running her hands up his chest and around his neck. Inkay balanced himself on one arm and trailed the other up Cerata's outer thigh. He played with the hem of her dress before moving his hand up her side.
Cerata let out a small squeak as Inkay cupped one of her breast. He gave it a small squeeze and Cerata responded with a drawn out moan against his tongue. Inkay continued his slow trek upward until his finger played with the strap of her dress.
Cerata slowly broke the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting their mouths. She adjusted her arms so that Inkay could slide the straps from around her arms and down her frame. Inkay pulled the fabric from around her waist and slowly off her legs. Cerata laid on the bed, waiting patiently as Inkay's eyes took her in entirely. Inkay gave her a smirk and a raised eyebrow.
"That's some pretty sexy underwear," Inkay said looking over the black lace bra and panties. Cerata blushed a bit as he continued. "Were you planning this to happen?" Cerata chuckled and brought her fist to her mouth again.
"I wouldn't say planned. More like...hoped for," Inkay chuckled as he slowly lowered himself, placing his head between her legs.
"Were you hoping for something like this?" He asked as he slowly trailed his tongue on the side of her knee up her inner thigh. Cerata's breath hitched as her body bucked.
"Mmhmmm," Inkay slowly dragged his tongue to the edge of Cerata's panties, slowly moving to the opposite side. He was sure to take note of how her womanhood was already causing a damp spot on her panties, and he was sure to let his warm breath hover over her most sensitive area.
Cerata's toes curled as Inkay passed over where she wanted to be touched most. Inkay had bypassed it completely and was trailing nice, slow kisses over her inner thigh. Each kiss made the fire in her only hotter. She was bucking her hips towards Inkay's mouth every time it retreated to move further up and down.
Body getting hotter and hotter, Cerata leaned up and reached behind her, unclasping her bra and tossing it to the side. Inkay, noticing her increased movement, glanced up just as she was discarding the undergarment. She ran a hand through her tentacles, loosening them enough for them to come untangled and drop around, framing her head. Inkay felt himself harden. But, he had already went off trail with the proposal. He was going to take his time with this.
He took his tongue and got a grip of Cerata's panties with it. He hooked it on his teeth and slowly began pulling them down her legs, Cerata biting her lips in anticipation. Inkay returned to his position as Cerata spread her legs for him. He leaned towards Cerata's glistening womanhood as she waited.
Inkay took a finger and gently ran it up her folds, Cerata jumping at his touch. He slowly ran it the opposite direction and repeated the process. He glanced up at Cerata who was already breathing heavy. Her breasts moving up and down as her finger sat in her mouth and her eyes were half lidded and clouded with lust.
Inkay wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her closer, a sly smirk on his face. He raised his tentacles up and moved them to her breasts, placing the sucker on them to do their job. Cerata let out a small moan as her free hand moved to one of the tentacles. Inkay leaned his head forward and ran his tongue up her womanhood. He gave it a few more licks before leaning in and sticking his tongue inside.
Cerata's back arched and a louder moan rang out. Both of her hands moved to Inkay's head as he moved his tongue around inside her. Her breaths came out quick and uneven as he worked his magic. Adjusting his position, Inkay placed his mouth over her sensitive bud and gave it a soft suck. Cerata's back arched even more and her toes curled on Inkay's back. Inkay continued exploring Cerata's insides and sucking her clit. Cerata held Inkay's head and pushed her hips towards him, begging him to go deeper. She looked down at him as he pleasured her.
"Look at me," She gasped out. Inkay obeyed, opening his eyes and looking up at her. Cerata bit her lips as she stared into Inkay's enchanting purple orbs. It was the last piece needed to push her over the edge. She threw her head back and squeezed Inkay's between her thighs as her first orgasm wracked her body.
Inkay didn't pause. He worked his tongue to catch as much of Cerata's juices as he could, his continued movements making her body jerk and spasm slightly. When her orgasm died down, Inkay slowly removed his tongue and kissed a small trail from Cerata's bellybutton to her neck. He prepared to kiss her but paused at the look on her face.
Her face was of course flushed several shades of purple, but she looked at him with a saddened pout.
"What?" Not breaking eye contact, she grabbed the belt of Inkay's pants.
"You can't be the only one having fun," She playfully whined as she undid the belt.
"I don't know. You seemed like you were having a lot of fun a second ago," Inkay smirked causing Cerata to as well.
"That's besides the point," She said giving him a quick peck before flipping him over. He smiled as Cerata undid his pants and slowly pulled them down. Cerata sat on his lap and began grabbing the bottom of his shirt. "You're going to have to lose this too," She said licking her lips and pulling up his shirt. Inkay obliged, holding his arms over his head as Cerata took off his shirt. When the shirt passed over his head, Inkay's eyes shifted to worry from the look on Cerata's face.
"What's wrong?" Cerata stared at Inkay. More so his torso. She slowly reached out and gently placed her hand on his stomach, flinching as if she hurt him. Inkay understood what was wrong as Cerata gently and slowly ran her hand up and down his abdomen.
"I'm sorry..." She whispered, her eyes watering a bit. Inkay's entire torso was marked with scars and bruises. The remains of burn marks and the left overs of gashes littered across his entire body. Cerata ran her fingers over the scars, some actually being uneven with the rest of her body. Cerata wasn't expecting to see any of that under his shirt. She thought that he had stayed in his machine long enough to prevent scarring, but he obviously only stayed in long enough to close the wounds.
She should have known he hadn't stayed in long enough to heal completely. He was injured pretty badly and he didn't stay in that long. She was overjoyed to see him standing on his own and didn't think about how long he should've been in there.
Cerata's eyes watered more as she continued running her hand along the scars. Permanent reminders of what he had been through by her own blood. It would be better if it was one big scar, but no. There were dozens. Maybe more. Some big, some small, a few simply huge. The burn marks fusing with some of them. "I'm so sorry,"
"Hey," Inkay sat up, taking the hand that scanned his chest in one hand and gently pulling Cerata closer by the small of her back with the other. He rested his forehead against hers and whispered to her. "You feel that?" Cerata stayed quiet, her eyes still scanning over the marks over Inkay's body. It took a moment before she realized what he was referring to.
Ba-dump...
Ba-dump...
With a sniff Cerata nodded her head. "That beating means I'm alive. That's still beating because of you. And for the rest of my life," Inkay removed the hand on her back and cupped her face, making her look up at him. "It's going to beat for you," Cerata smiled as a few tears fell from her eyes. She pressed her other hand to Inkay's chest and kissed him again, exploring his mouth with her tongue.
Tasting herself on his tongue only made her hotter as she slowly pulled her mouth away. She slowly left a trail of kisses from his collar down his torso, leaving extra gentle kisses along his battle wounds. Looking pass the wounds she noticed Inkay had put on a bit of muscle since she last saw him. Must of been his volunteer work. As she kissed him lower and lower, she slowly applied pressure to Inkay's chest, pushing him back.
Cerata reached Inkay's boxer shorts and wrapped her fingers around the elastic. She pulled them down while leaving soft pecks around his navel. Inkay's member sprung to life once freed from its prison. Cerata looked down and nervously wrapped her fingers around it. She gave it a few slow pumps, Inkay letting out low moans at her motions. Cerata leaned down and placed her head beside Inkay's manhood, stroking it a bit faster as she looked up at him with a smile.
"Don't expect me to know what I'm doing," Inkay chuckled.
"Do whatever you want," Smile widening a bit, Cerata stroked to the base and slowly let her tongue glide over his shaft. Inkay shuddered at the sensation. Cerata ran her tongue around the head of his manhood before wrapping her mouth around it, giving it a soft suck.
Inkay's hips bucked as Cerata experimented with motions. She sucked on the head while her tongue circled it, Inkay responding with soft moans. Cerata slowly took more of his member into her mouth before returning to the head, going a little farther down after every return trip. It took a while before Cerata was able to take the entirety of Inkay's length into her mouth.
Once accustomed to the feeling of him in her mouth, she sped up. Inkay laid his head back on the bed with a smile. He reached down and ran his hand over the head of the girl pleasuring him. He gently caressed her head when his hand ran over one of her suckers. Remembering her reaction to his touch, Inkay sat up, Cerata too into bobbing her head over his member to question what he was doing.
Inkay leaned over and ran a tongue over one of Cerata's suckers. Cerata visibly shuddered and Inkay could feel the vibrations of her moans on his member. He ran both hands over different tentacles, messaging the limbs and caressing the suckers. He sucked on a sucker, gently taking it in his teeth as his tongue rolled over it.
Cerata was doing her best to focus on pleasuring her lover, but what he was doing to her was the best distraction. She stroked his member with her hand and worked mostly with her tongue, her ever increasing moans unintentionally adding to Inkay's pleasure.
Cerata wasn't sure if she was doing a good job though. Inkay seemed calculated and flawless with his movements and what he did to her. She on the other hand became unsteady at his touch and that fire only burned hotter and hotter. She was practically squirming trying to keep herself under control. Her free hand traveled down her body and poked at her moist opening . She slowly glided her fingers along her womanhood and let out another long moan.
"No," Inkay called moving her hand away from her. Cerata slowly dragged her mouth to the top of Inkay's member, releasing it with a small pop sound and a saddened moan. "No pleasuring yourself tonight. That's my job," Cerata ran her hands up Inkay's body, leaning into him and wrapping her arms around his neck, her entrance hovering over his member.
"Then pleasure me," She breathed out. Inkay smashed his lips against hers as Cerata moved a hand to angle him inside her. She slowly lowered herself down, taking the head inside her. Her mouth hung open as Inkay trailed slow kisses down her jaw and to her neck.
Clawing into his back, Cerata continued easing herself down. She paused once she met a bit of resistance, her breaths long and heavy. Inkay caressed her face and kissed her neck and shoulders. Taking a breath, Cerata dropped down, fulling impaling herself on Inkay.
She let out a loud gasp as Inkay caressed her body, soothing her by peppering her with kisses. After a moment, Cerata brought herself back up before slowly dropping back down. Once she found a rhythm, she increased her pace. Inkay gripped her rear and guided her motions, bouncing her up and down on his lap.
With his other hand, Inkay cupped one of her breasts, squeezing it and lightly pinching the nipple. Inkay gave the other attention with his mouth, sucking and nipping at the flesh, rolling his tongue around it. Determined to pleasure her to the best of his abilities, Inkay used his tentacles to caress her suckers, occasionally attaching his and softly pulling them apart.
Cerata was in absolute bliss. She was practically drooling at the flood of sensations her lover was giving her. She held his head against her chest and rocked her hips into his as he bounced her. Her moans turned into loud pants with the occasional shout, the sound egging Inkay on. After a bit of the experience, Inkay held Cerata against him, pushing her until she laid on her back and moved up to look into her eyes.
"You're going to have to be quiet you know? I have neighbors," Cerata smirked running her hand up his back.
"Well you're just going to have to keep me quiet," Inkay smiled and pressed his lips against hers.
She softly moaned into his lips as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Inkay sat motionless for a moment before suddenly pulling out then slamming his entirety back into her. A surprised yelp escaped Cerata, muffled by Inkay's mouth.
Inkay began pumping into her faster and faster, the sound of flesh slapping against each other echoing throughout the room. Cerata moaned loudly against Inkay's lips as she clawed into his back and pressed her chest against his. Her legs fell to the side as her hands moved down his back and gripped his rear, pulling him deeper inside her. Inkay removed his mouth from hers and she bit into his shoulder, trying to keep quiet.
"Cerata...I'm about to..." Cerata nodded against his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his torso and talking in raspy breaths.
"Me too. Harder. Go harder," Inkay obeyed, Cerata letting out a small scream as he increased his pace. The two approached their peak together, Inkay's strokes becoming uneven as Cerata's walls gripped tighter around him. She again wrapped her legs around him as her second orgasm wracked her body, her back arching and body clenching around Inkay, pushing him over the edge as well.
Inkay buried himself completely inside her as he filled her with his seed. Cerata's eyes rolled in their sockets. She let out a loud moan and rode out their shared orgasm as Inkay lightly pressed against her sensitive clit. The two shared another kiss as they came down from their high, their combined juices leaking out of Cerata and onto the bed. Slowly breaking the kiss, the two stared at each other.
"You know, if you have something to say I won't interrupt you this time," Inkay whispered as he hovered over Cerata, his hand cupping her face. Cerata had her arms around his neck and smiled.
"Only if you say it first," Inkay chuckled.
"I lo-" Inkay was cut off as Cerata pressed her lips against his in a quick kiss, smirking at him once they broke apart. "Well fine then I just won't say it,"
"Nooooooo," Cerata playfully whined. "Okay for real this time,"
"I love you," Cerata smiled wider and kissed him.
"I know,"
"Okay, you're losing your rights to hear that," Inkay joked, them both laughing.
"I love you too," The two took a moment to just look into each other's eyes. Inkay lightly pecked her lips and prepared to adjust his position to move. Cerata's legs locked around him keeping him in place. "And where do you think you're going?" Inkay playfully raised an eyebrow with a smirk.
"Pulling out?"
"Oh no," In a quick movement, Cerata flipped Inkay so he was laying down on his back while she sat up on top of him. "Don't think I'm just gonna hit it once and be done," She said resting her hands on his chest and grinding her hips into his. "I've waited a while for this. So I'm thinking about going another round," Inkay smiled back at her, running his hands down the curve of her hips to grip her sides.
"And how many rounds you thinking about going?" Cerata let out a slow moan as she felt him begin to harden again within her and stretch out her insides.
"Mmmmmmm. I don't know. I'm thinking until I pass out," Inkay laughed.
"You pass out? What about me?" Cerata brought a finger to her mouth and sucked on it a bit, her hips grinding into Inkay a bit harder.
"You're right," Cerata whispered, leaning forward and pressing her breasts against his chest, stealing a quick peck against his lips. "You'll pass out way before I do,"
"Oh we'll see about that," Inkay responded gripping her rear and pulling her into another kiss, the sound of flesh slapping against each other once again sounding throughout the room.
Inkay woke up with sun in his eyes. Blinking to relieve himself from the annoying light, he was sad to see the other side of his bed empty. He sat up and stretched all of his limbs. Glancing to the clock he saw it read 8:30.
Welp. He overslept. Not like he thought he wouldn't. He went to sleep what? Five hours ago? He was surprised he was awake now. Even more surprised Cerata had the energy to get up and go to the meeting thing she had. Oh well. Anyway, he felt good. Tired, yet rejuvenated. It was a strange feeling. But he was going to take it as a sign to take a day off. He deserved it. If nothing else the way he had Cerata calling his name was a good enough reason. A smirk crossed his lips at the memory.
Inkay was about to lay back down when the smell of something caught his attention. He stood from his bed and put on a pair of shorts, slowly stepping out of his room. There were several scents he picked up on, some good some bad. By the time he stepped fully into the hall, a sound accompanied the smell.
"Ah, shit. Damnit all..." Inkay followed the smell and sounds to his kitchen, and he was not really displeased with what he saw.
Cerata stood at the stove wearing nothing but a cooking apron with a spatula in one hand and a skillet in the other. Noticing Inkay step in the doorway, Cerata smiled and sat down the items in her hands and bounced over to him.
"Morning love,"
"Morning beautiful," Cerata gave Inkay a quick kiss, smirking as Inkay's eyes scanned over her being. "I thought you had a meeting,"
"I did," She said turning around and walking back to the stove. "I woke up late with eleven missed calls, one of which being Apalo,"
"What did he want?"
"To know why I wasn't at the meeting obviously. I told him that I was busy last night and overslept and that I'd be there as soon as possible. He just told me not to bother and take the rest of the day off,"
"How nice of him,"
"Without missing a beat he told me to tell you hi,"
"How creepy of him," Cerata laughed as Inkay approached her. "So you cooking breakfast?" Cerata let out an aggravated groan and her brows furrowed as she pouted.
"Trying. I can't seem to get pancakes right for the life of me," Standing behind her, Inkay looked over her shoulder, noticing a plate of eggs that didn't look too bad, bacon that may have been a bit overcooked but still edible, and about five pancakes, only one looking semi-decent. "I just can't seem to get it,"
"It's fine love," Inkay said wrapping his arms around her and resting his head on her shoulder. "You just need practice. I'll help you," Cerata smiled and prepared to throw the failed creations away.
"Mkay,"
"In the mean time," Inkay began kissing Cerata's shoulder and neck area. "I see something that looks pretty delicious right now," Cerata's breath hitched as she slowly let it out.
"Hey," Cerata started looking down at Inkay. "We eat in here," Continuing to kiss down her back Inkay replied
"That's what I plan to do," Inkay continued trailing kisses down Cerata's back. He eventually reached her rear, giving it a squeeze and letting his tongue glide over her moistening womanhood. Cerata leaned over the counter, giving Inkay more access and letting out a pleased moan.
Inkay barely got started when there was a knock on the door. Cerata let out a displeased groan as she looked over her shoulder and Inkay stood up.
"Chances you'll ignore it?" Inkay laughed and gave Cerata's ass a soft slap.
"Go get dressed. We'll continue this later," Cerata turned around and held out her pinky finger with a smirk. Inkay eyed it before laughing. Inkay placed her finger in his mouth and gave it a small suck, her breath hitching as she smiled. Cerata walked to the guest room to put something on while Inkay went to the door. He waited until she was behind closed doors before checking the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Ms. Gallum dear," Inkay unlocked the door and opened it. On the other side was an elderly Inkling, a bright smile on her face.
"Good morning Ms. Gallum. How may I help you?"
"Just here to thank you for your help the other day,"
"Oh please Ms. Gallum, you don't have to thank me for that,"
"Oh I want to. I had too many bags for an old lady like me so I want to thank you the best way I know," The elderly Inkling held out a box, Inkay giving a smile but shaking his head.
"Please, you don't have to ma'am,"
"Nonsense I baked them especially for you. Cinnamon Swirls. I hope you enjoy them," Inkay took the box and gave the Inkling a nod.
"You don't have to go through the trouble next time Ms. Gallum. Honest,"
"But I want to. I enjoy baking. It's one thing these old limbs can still do. I'm sorry if I woke you up. The husband and I are going on a trip for a few days and I wouldn't be able to get them too you sooner,"
"No ma'am you're fine," Inkay responded.
"Inkay, who was at the door?" Cerata questioned as she exited the guest room. She was wearing an Anchor Sweatshirt, and a pair of shorts that peaked under them.
"They're still here," Inkay called as Cerata approached the door. "Ms. Gallum, this is Cerata. Cerata this is Ms. Gallum. She stays down the hall," Cerata gave the Inkling a bow.
"It's nice to meet you ma'am," Inkay noticed Ms. Gallum's smile vanished as soon as she saw Cerata and that hadn't changed. She suddenly clapped her hands together.
"I just remembered something. I need to go get it. I'll be right back darling, wait right there," Inkay and Cerata looked at each other confused as the Inkling went down the hallway. Inkay passed the box of breakfast sweets to Cerata who oooo'd and took one out, biting into it as she went back to the kitchen.
It wasn't long before Ms. Gallum returned holding two books. She handed them to Inkay, who gave her an odd look.
"I don't need these anymore so I'm sure you'll find more use for them than me. Well, I have to go. She's really pretty by the way," Ms. Gallum gave Inkay a wink and a chuckle as she headed back to her room. Inkay watched her walk off with a raised eyebrow before returning inside and closing the door.
He looked at the book on top and quirked an eyebrow. It was a magazine detailing available houses to own in the Inkopolis area. Flipping through he saw a few pages had comments, like "bad neighborhood", "Good school area", etc. Was the lady telling him he needed to move out of the apartment? Why would she do that?
His face darken a few shades as he looked over the cover of the second book. Cerata returned from the kitchen when Inkay didn't come in.
"So what did she give you?" Inkay handed the first book to her then showed the second book to her. Cerata blushed at the book with a smile.
"Well..."She started taking the book and running a finger over the 'Parenting 101' plastered on the front. "You did fill up the tank last night,"
"Yep," Inkay said giving Cerata a smirk and wrapping his arms around her again. "Over and over again," The two shared a kiss before Cerata pulled away, guiding Inkay towards the kitchen.
"Come on. We can look over some stuff while we eat,"
"Sure thing," Inkay responded with a smile as he followed the love of his life to plan their future together.
Apalo walked the halls of an Octarian base, his followers scurrying around doing their jobs. One however followed Apalo.
"Since you gave Cerata the day off, you will have to attend the meeting with head of defense at eleven, then the meeting with the Inklings over the blueprints of the power sources at one, and finally you'll have to have a thank you speech prepared for all the personnel volunteering to help us improve," Apalo gave a small nod to the Octarian as he approached his office.
"Very good. Thank you James. I will be in my office until it is time for my first meeting. Please hold all my calls unless it's either someone with information on the terrorists, another war is breaking out, or it's one of the couple," The Octarian nodded with a "Yes Sir," as Apalo stepped into his office. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and let out a tired sigh. Being leader was as exhausting as always.
Looking up he approached a bookshelf on the far wall, pulling out several books before placing them back in a different location. When the last book clicked into place, the shelf groaned and slid to the side, revealing a set of stairs.
Apalo quietly descended the stairs. Further and further down he traveled until he finally reached the bottom. At the bottom there were several tubes that were about as wide as a kiddie pool and reached his waist. Each pool had a different colored liquid bubbling inside of it, but only one had light coming from it. It was a dark purple and the bubbling seemed to alternate between small outbursts to violent splashing.
Apalo approached the tube and rolled up his sleeve until it reached his shoulder. He stuck his arm inside the liquid, feeling around inside before finding what he was searching for.
He slowly pulled his arm out of the liquid, it coated in a layer of purple. In the palm of his hand was a baby Octoling, it too young to even open its eyes yet. Upon exiting the liquid, the baby creature slowly began shaking, it letting out panicked squeaks and whines.
"Shhh shhh shhh shhh, there there," With his other hand, Apalo cupped an amount of liquid and slowly poured it over the young Octarian. He slowly ran a few fingers over the tiny creature, it calming down and leaning into his touch, but still quivering slightly.
"Hush now little one. Face your pain voicelessly," Apalo's eyes seemed to brighten as he looked over the tiny creature in his hand and he smiled, showing his sharpened teeth. "One day when you're big and strong, you will be royalty,"
There you sick little moo cows. You got your lemon. I'm expecting some reviews outa this one. _
So before the flavoring kicked in we got a little information on what's been happening since the peace meeting. Just as with life, not everyone is down for peace, so there are not one, but two groups that would like Inkay's and Cerata's heads on a platter.
Shiro got a prosthetic leg that he is apparently having a bit of trouble with. But oh well. He just needs practice and he can walk again.
We also got a little background on Octameri, Octavio, and Apalo. It seemed like everything went to shit for Octameri and Apalo around the time Octavio took over. Speaking of Apalo, I got his name from Hapalochlaena Lunulata, or the Blue-ringed Octopus, which is supposed to be really poisonous. Squint your eyes and you'll figure out where his first and last name come from. And since we're on the subject of names, Cerata's last name comes from Enteroctopus, or the Giant Octopus. Yay fun fact.
Next up is the smut. You nasty little squid kids wanted it. But don't think me a sellout. I was planning on writing it anyway. And Litosns. Don't think I will bend to your will just because you dare me. In the words of Son Goku(TFS) "Alright alright I'll do it. But I'm doing this for me," I didn't want them to just go straight into the main event, so I spent a lot of time on foreplay among other things. Also, dick, ass, pussy, fuck. I can say and write these words any time I damn well please, except when I'm writing a story. Then I just feel dirty and end up using words like, manhood, rear, and moist. And I don't know why moist is my choice of words considering even in an innocent scenario, moist just sounds dirty to me.
Friend: This cake is really moist.
Me: ...that sounds dirty...
And finally, Apalo has something hidden in his office. A little Octarian child. I wonder what he's doing with that. Oh well.
Well there's one more chapter to this story. Let your imagination run over what you think is going to be in it. I hope you enjoyed my fellow pervs. Thank you for reading and a special thank you to those who reviewed last chapter. I'm serious I'm expecting more reviews on this one considering how many people asked for it. Until next time.
Astalabyebye,
Bang