Mo gulped as he was honestly stunned by how forward Susan was being at this moment, especially considering what things were like before tonight. "Uh, what?", he asked.
Susan spoke almost quietly, "In an insanely strong hammock, you are taking me in from the side, pounding and holding me, and yet caressing and kissing me so slowly that I held as long as I could...Let's say the sheets were wet after I woke up...", with a coyly smile.
"Jeez...", Mo chuckled as Susan started to laugh. "Have you been drinking or something? Where the heck has all this been hiding?".
Susan smiled widely, "Ah, just mainly punch. And I think all of this has been hiding for the right person, and that is you...", starting to curl her legs up into the bed as she turned, crawling closer to Mo, "Now, tell me the honest truth. Am I making you crazy right now with my hormones? How is it really, Mo of the Gorilla Tribe?".
"Taking a lot out of me...", Mo admitted as he bit his lip. "Every part of me is screaming right now to claim you...", he told her as she gave a knowing smile with each inch, she crawled towards him.
Susan purred, "That's what I want to hear.", rubbing and touching his legs through the blankets, "Come on, don't be shy.", before feeling around when Mo gasped out loud upon Susan's victory with finding his rod, and she smiled, pinching it for a few moments before she went over Mo's body, rubbing herself against his chest, under his chin, and as she started to crawl away, she waved her ass under Mo's nose, with looking over her shoulder, "I may not be a gorilla, but I can still act like a wolf in a way. Blame me for my research into everything.", with a saucy smile, disappointed that she's still in her pajamas, but hoping that the whole gesture is worth it.
"Well, then I hope you did your research on gorillas... because I certainly am not one in one area.", Mo chuckled as he quickly pounced on her and started to rub up against her. Susan cried out in pleasure and surprise as she felt his lustful aggression against her.
Susan rubbed herself right back, hearing Mo's rumbling churrs, smiling as she cried out in pleasure as he responded right back, feeling everything including his rod.
Mo is mostly being careful with Susan, being half human in mind as he went into gorilla mating mode, kissing and caressing her while he removed his pajamas between every rub into her body, and grunted huskily, "You smell so good, Susan.".
"I hope so... I just cleaned up actually... I... I want this so bad tonight, Mo...", Susan moaned as Mo kissed her neck. "You sure?... you don't want to regret what we do later...", Mo reminded as Susan nodded.
"No... I... Mum told me... the Quantonium and all that stuff... I'm not ready to be a mother just yet. At least not so soon after Tara... but, I want my first time to be with you.", Susan whispered.
Mo churred into her neck, nuzzling her, "I want to give you the best first time ever, my partner.", and Susan moaned, "Yes...Please strip me, Mo.", and Mo huskily kissed her as he roughly yet smoothly removed her pajama pants and underwear in one go.
He pulled back to look at her down there, and he growled softly, "So beautiful...", before leaning in and went to rub and nuzzle all over her legs and bundle of nerves with his hands and face, with Susan shivering in pleasure as she removed her shirt and bra in one go.
"Oh, Mo...", Susan moaned as she was practically shivering from the pleasure that was shooting through her. Just the sheer lust of waiting for it was practically driving her mad.
Mo churred and purred as he kept rubbing himself against her, glancing at Susan every few moments, falling in love more and more as he is literally excited to take her as his mate, to claim her with his scent, to announce that she's his alpha female.
Susan pleaded, "Please, my partner, please don't stop!", and Mo smiled happily as he then went to nuzzle and rub his face into her breasts, with his hands slowly adding fingers into her moist womanhood, to pump at the perfect pace for Susan to want to hold back until the right moment.
Susan cried out with pleasure as she already was on the verge of exploding from an orgasm, it had been some time since she last really had the time and privacy to do that sort of thing as Mo just kept going as he tried to add more and more to the thrusting of his hand.
Susan really tried to hold back for the next 10 minutes, but finally, she came, her juices soaking Mo's fingers, as she shouted in pleasure and ecstasy, "Yes!", and Mo smiled, licking and sucking his fingers, nuzzling Susan's chin as he then kissed her again on the lips, "You taste so good too...I love you, Susan Rogers.".
Susan looked up at him with half-lidded eyes of pleasure and love as she panted, smiling, "I love you too, Mo of the Gorilla Tribe.", before nodding, "I'm ready, my partner.".
Mo kissed her cheek, her neck, nuzzling her tenderly, "Okay.", before remembering what Susan said about her favorite erotic dream. This may not be a hammock, but this is the next best thing. He murmurs, "Stay on your side.".
Susan did what he said, and stayed, and then gasped as one of her legs is moved up, resting on Mo's leg, with her other leg over his shoulder, and he then smiles at her softly as he scoots forward, penetrating her slowly, vertically.
"Oh...", Susan gave a light moan as Mo leaned forward to kiss her cheek. "Sorry it's not a hammock, but... we can do that another time.", Mo smirked.
"It's close enough... now give it to me, you animal!", Susan cried as she was practically desperate for the pleasure. Maybe it was the fact that she was sure the Quantonium would keep her from getting pregnant or maybe she just wanted to go wild, but one way or another, here they were, ready to make love as long as they could go.
Mo growled huskily, "Now you done it, my love, my partner.", as he then went deeper into her, holding into her hip and the sheets, with Susan crying out in pleasure, and Mo smiled, seeing her breasts bouncing, her hands clenching, sweat slowly beginning to glisten on her, and she's the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
He soon encountered her hymn wall, and with a barely audible yes from Susan, Mo pushed through as the brief flare of pain was acknowledged by Susan, yet she soon got pleasure, forgetting about it, crying out happily as Mo then went into thrusting, his animalistic growls and churrs filling the air.
Susan was finding herself quickly overwhelmed with the pleasure she was feeling as he continued going hard. She obviously was proving that she could take a lot more from him and he certainly was making sure as their love was rough, but full of passion.
Susan really tried to hold back as long as possible as she enjoyed the incredible pleasure, whimpering and crying out in pleasure, and gasped out in surprise and amazement as Mo then picked her up after removing her leg from his shoulder, turning her around to have her back face him as she sat on him, with Mo still thrusting hard into her, his hands squeezing her breasts, and his face nuzzling and kissing into her hair and neck.
"Susan... oh, man... you feel so perfect...", Mo groaned as he continued his thrusting as Susan gave a small laugh. "Maybe it's fate then we met... if I'm so... fuck.. perfect for you!", Susan leaned forward and bit her teeth against the blanket.
Mo chuckled huskily as he purred, kissing her shoulders, enjoying the feel of her breasts in his hands, "Am I perfect for you too?", as he kept thrusting, and Susan cried out, "Yes, yes, absolutely perfect! Gods, you're so tight and big!", feeling so close now.
"Is that right, my love?", Mo churred deeply, moving his hands from her breasts, trailing down to her hips, to thrust even deeper, "Say it, Susan...Say that you're my mate forever.".
Susan cried out in pleasure, trying to focus as she can feel it coming, "I...uh...fuck..am your mate forever!", before shouting out, "Mo!", finally exploding with her orgasm shooting through her.
Only a second later, Mo gave out a deep and loud gorilla-ish roar as he released his loads into her, "Susan!", instinctively thumping the mattress with his fists as to make up for the fact that he couldn't currently thump his chest at the moment.
The two of them collapsed onto the mattress as they were totally just wiped out from all the energy. They panted as they laid in a tangled mess together as they slowly breathed.
"I... I always imagined... but... that was better than I actually could have ever dreamed...", Susan admitted as she smiled. Mo smiled lovingly at Susan, tenderly brushing her hair over her ear, "Me too...You're my soul mate always and forever.", slowly moving his hips back to pull out, "Are you okay? Any tearing? I was rough on you...".
Susan shook her head, "You didn't hurt me at all, except for that minor part, but that's normal...And I truly love your roughness...Are you better now?", with a kiss on his cheek.
"Much better...With my scent on and in you, it's like my gorilla instincts are all satisfied now...Of course, I will be always at your side when you need me for times like this, if only for cuddling or something else...", Mo nodded softly with a content sigh.
"That's good to know, Mo.", Susan smiled as she amazingly leaned back to give him a kiss on the lips. "Either way is fine with me... maybe we do something gentler and more passionate on a honeymoon.".
Mo widened his eyes in amazement, "You'd marry me?", whispering in surprise, and feeling that Mo was completely out of her, she rolled over and rested her head on his shoulder, smiling lovingly, "Mo, there's nobody else I'd marry, and besides, look at us...We just made the most amazing session of lovemaking ever.", her hand cradling Mo's cheek tenderly before smirking softly, "Of course, since I already hinted it, I guess this is sort of a proposal in a way...unless you have traditions of proposing from Skull Island..".
Mo shook his head, "Not really much, honestly...Yes, there are ceremonies of acknowledging the claims of soul mate relationships at feasts and parties, and the wedding ceremonies themselves are brief and sweet. Apart from the fact that everyone can smell the scents of each other, rarely, like if outsiders come, the soulmates wear jeweled necklaces as to symbolize that they are taken. But if you want a ring, I will do anything to get that for you...".
"Well, let's just... put that on hold for now...", Susan gave a small chuckle. "At least, if you'll allow me, let me be surprised and all if you actually want to do this whole proposing thing and marriage. I at least want to have that experience even if the rest of it might just be more like what your people are used to.".
Mo smiled and kissed Susan tenderly on the lips, "You got a deal, my love.", before holding her closer, "You feel so right in my arms...Can you stay?".
Susan smiled softly, "I ain't going anywhere, my alpha.", before scooting the blankets under them, to put over them, not even bothering to put on their pajamas as they are too comfortable and warm and honestly, so contently exhausted.
Mo stroked her cheek warmly, "I love you, Susan Rogers.", and Susan smiled, caressing his chest softly, "I love you too, Mo of the Gorilla Tribe.", before yawning and falling asleep in his arms, "Good night.".
"Good night.", Mo smiled, kissing the top of her head, closing his eyes, resting back on the pillow as he fell asleep, going to dreamland to imagine a life with her.
Mo and Susan weren't the only ones who decided to make the next step in their relationship, but this one is slightly different. While the two couples made love, Doc walked Lacey to one of the guest bunkhouses, with Lacey in deep thought as her mind was on that memory back in the hotel bathroom.
She decided that she isn't ready yet, but wanted still to celebrate in a way, and had seen Doc growing more and more comfortable with her during dates and the occasional hotel room cuddle, and she was disappointed that with the cooling weather, Doc wore his shirt unlike the first time, almost like he was afraid of his own skin.
Lacey wanted Doc to be more comfortable in his own skin, literally, and was admittedly curious if she makes Doc to be more used to being in his own skin before her, then it would be possible for her to decide then in the future to be ready.
"Something the matter?", Doc asked her as Lacey shook her head. "No, sorry, just deep in thought about things, you know?", she gave a small smile as Doc chuckled.
"I think I've known you long enough to know that I can probably guess what you're thinking.", Doc gave a smile of his own as Lacey rolled her eyes, "Oh, you can guess, but I doubt you will guess it right.".
Doc hummed in thought, "With the whole Derek court thing over at last, you'd probably want to go back to your old job.", and Lacey gave a buzz sound with her mouth, "Nope. Two more tries.", teasing him with a smile.
Doc raised an eyebrow, "Keeping your current job as a private investigator? I saw that you enjoyed it, even with the bad parts involved.", and Lacey gave another buzz sound, "Nope, though I have to admit I like the job, and I think I would work on that as my main job, but I want to work on my dream job which is being an animated show creator, and with the leftover money of the settlement, I can afford to get a good start on it.", smiling excitedly before smirking, "Last chance, Richard.".
Doc thought hard for a moment before it finally clicked. "What the others are probably doing right now? Specifically, what Tara and Susan are doing with their significant other?", Doc gave a cheeky smile as he wondered if he was still off the mark.
Lacey smiled, squeezing his hand, "Yes, but in a whole different way...Look, don't think I noticed, but you are afraid of being seen in your skin ever since that night in the hotel room...".
Doc exhaled sharply and slowly, knowing that Lacey can be so observative that it surprises him at times, but not a bad thing, no, it makes him happy for it is part of her personality, and he likes it. He gulps softly and glances around, "Can we talk about it privately?", noticing that they are only halfway through to the guest bunkroom that Lacey's using.
Lacey blinked in surprise, knowing that everyone was already inside and sleeping and whatsoever they're up to, but realized that Doc is feeling small and uncomfortable with the world watching them like this with the stars overhead, and nodded.
They walked a bit faster, and got into the bunkhouse building, with Doc closing the door behind him, and Lacey looks at him, "Okay, we're in privacy now...It's okay, Richard...It's only me.", with a patient, understanding smile.
"Thanks...", Doc sighed as he really thought about what he should say next. "Lacey... I...", he sighed once more. "Ugh... this was so much easier when I just was stuck as a roach hybrid... I had at least finally come to terms with that quite a few decades ago.". He huffed in frustration.
Lacey spoke warmly as she gently grabbed his hands, caressing his knuckles, "Take your time. Ramble if you must. You are the most important person that means the world to me. My parents don't deserve to be called as parents, doesn't count...And for our friends, they are important, but not as important as you...", with a tender, soft smile.
"I... I appreciate that, Lacey.", Doc smiled as he sighed once again. "I guess... I guess my issues are... my appearance... with you.", he admitted. "That you really deserve more of a man that's... well, not a monster like me.".
Lacey shook her head, rolling her eyes before glaring at him sharply with the tone of a caring, concerned wife, not that she knows it, "You're stubborn, Richard Lebre. How many times must I drill it into your thick head? You aren't a monster in heart or soul. Don't ever compare yourself to that Dietl bas-tard. I love you. That's right, you heard me! I love you for who you are, and what you are, no matter what!", letting go of one hand and poking her finger on his chest not roughly, but firmly to send the message through, and finally finding her courage to say those fateful three words.
"You... you do?", Doc was stunned to hear them before she gave him a light slap to the cheek to really shake him out of that. "Yes! How many times do I need to say it? What you look like, inside or out, doesn't matter to me!", Lacey nearly shouted.