A/N: DISCLAIMER. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS 18+ MATURE, NSFW CONTENT. SO IF YOU'RE NOT CONTENT WITH READING SUCH CONTENT, THEN DON'T READ/SKIP. Minors DNI. 18+ READERS HERE ONLY.
Sorry for the over a yearlong hiatus everyone. Working on other fics, family drama, and personal self-stuff is why.
Heads up. Writing smut in general has been the hardest stuff to write for me personally. I'm not entirely pleased with how this one turned out. But I was posting new stuff for my other books so I thought now's the time to get this over and done with.
I own nada, just my OC, but I still hope you enjoy.
"We met one day during that fateful summer vacation when I found the Omnitrix. I didn't feel anything more for her than platonic friendship. But I still cared about her even when I was too stubborn to admit it ... and that was before I discovered she was different. It was pouring hard that night and I was beating down a bounty hunter sent after me for the watch when she dove in out of the blue to help. But the moment she grabbed the Omnitrix, she started absorbing it."
The similarities between his former nemesis and his current partner were chillingly there. "Kevin back then was my former arch enemy who went bad shit crazy after absorbing the watch's energies too much, becoming a fusion monster of all my aliens. I instinctively snapped, shoving her off, yelling at her to stay away. The bad guy got blasted straight into the Null Void by my Grandpa when I saw what happened to her ... what I had done. Those black and blue eyes ... glowing with cold energy ... I triggered her dormant abilities. She ran off crying, vanishing in the woods without a trace ... I've regretted it ever since." Ben grimaced as he dug his fingers in the ball, taking a bleak walk down memory lane.
And Rex thought his relationship with Circe was complicated.
"I didn't see her again until five years later. She got way taller, looked alright, but chose to help us on the sidelines. She was anxious to come near me so I tried mending things between us and for a while, it worked. It made me feel more elated than I have ever felt in a long time. It was like nothing had changed." The affection in his smile for his girl made even Rex feel all snuggly inside only to be wiped clean from Ben's shaded grimace.
"But when I got universally famous, I let all that fame go to my head. I was a jackass to my friends, my girlfriend at the time, G ... when all she wanted was me. She told me she was scared that something terrible would happen to her ... that she was seeing things ... having dreams about it ... she wanted me to protect her... and I just left her there crying. Then it got worse."
Ben moved to the broken down school bus renovated into a sleeping crib for Rex, Bobo and Six, sliding down in guilt as he sat on his bum. His heart reaching out to his newest comrade and bud, Rex joined him.
"Between our realities, time passes differently. So days for her meant weeks or even months for me. Not seeing or hearing from her in all that time ... it drove me insane. What I put her through all over again ate me up inside. Then, one night, we got reports of sightings of a strange creature lurking in the woods outside our town. Gwen, Kevin and I went to investigate ... it was a humanoid in a broken armored suit ... ice encasing over all that blood ... half its face was deformed with that glowing sapphire eye ... and one ink dipped wing with blue flames."
Taking pause for effect; more like dreading continuing, he kept going regardless. "We could barely put a dent in it or wear it out enough before Gwen and Kevin got knocked right out instantly and had me pinned. I watched in dread as it reached for the watch with those long inky claws ... it could have struck me down that night ... but it – Cosmic – didn't. I just stared at it ... I stopped fighting back ... just as those demon eyes changed back into her brown eyes again ... turning back to human before collapsing in my arms ... I didn't know what to think anymore."
"I can only imagine." Rex softly said, terrified enthrallment etching his orbs.
"Thankfully my folks are pretty understanding of the whole hero profession. Plus I vouched for her and they trust my judgment on character. For weeks on end, she didn't want to see anyone. Barely ate or slept either. She stayed at my place the whole time. And in all that time I kept racking my head, practicing what I'd say to her again, never satisfied with the response I had."
He continued. "Then one night, when I went to check on her... she was freaking out. My folks were out at the time so it was just us. It took me a while to calm her down from her ravings. Half of what she said made sense, the rest didn't, but it tore me up seeing her so broken. We stay curled up together, resting against the wall, miraculously fell to sleep. I remember she was out of it all morning, but I stayed with her, tucking her in bed, sleeping in the desk chair right by her side ... to this day she doesn't remember much of that night."
"What ...happened to her exactly?" Rex asked; knowing it had to be bad shit from the dredging impression getting worked up to.
He looked hesitant. "Best she tell you herself ... if she wants to, that is."
Padded, tepid footsteps alerted the guys that someone was nearby. Gut instinct told him who it was right away, getting up and already walking off to search for the source, leaving a befuddled Rex in his wake.
"Oh-kay then."
"Booty call alert." Bobo's crude remark made Rex burn bright red.
"Thanks for that, Bobo. Really." Rex's dry sarcasm went to deaf ears as Bobo laughed, literally pointing out Rex's flustered state, making the teen take off in Ben's direction.
000
Trailing far behind, Ben reached a hallway with an entire glass wall giving the view of the dark outside. The dam exterior. The city in the distance. Realizing the moon's glow was all the light given in the dark setting.
A chill raked his spine as the shadows came to life, taking form as sentient shadow arms to pin his wrists to the glass wall horizontally on both sides, grunting roughly from the force.
"Beloved, stalking me now?" G's usual soft voice grew thicker with need. Her looming figure over encasing him with her arms hugging his waist. Her glowing blue eyed reflection meeting his eyes sent anticipation racing through him. "And to think you were the perfect partner."
He turned slightly to meet her thirsting gaze. "G ... stop that. I'm not perfect."
Her entrancing gaze made his heart race faster. "You are to me."
"While being admired atop a pedestal is flattering – Aah~!" Her hand clasped the front of his jeans, kneading him. Instinctively leaning into her hold.
"Why do you have to turn me on like that~?" Her precious cooing in his ear was not helping keeping his arousal at bay.
"We're in a parallel world; another dimension even, with a nanite crazed monster on the prowl over our new robot compadre and you go and say something like that to my face and not expect me to react!?" His cracked tone amiss his flustered rambling made her teasing grin widen; the sharp canines sliding into his reflected view made him gulp hard.
"You started it. Having Rath right on top of me ... the dial burning right between my mounds ..." She panted, pulling his tight tee up enough to free his plush pecs. " ... only seems right for me to mess with yours~"
He shuddered as his nipples bristled and hardened from the cool glass. "I'm warning you, G. Mess with Ben, you get the 10 – a - Aah~!" One of them sentient tentacles wormed its way beneath his belt line, slithering underneath his boxers. Wrapping around his girth, rubbing the tip of its tendril on his already coated head.
"Mess with the Queen ... you will scream~" Her dark chuckle reverberated in the crook of his neck before she plunged her teeth in; his pained gasp made her own arousal grow that much stronger.
Ben flushed pink, resting his forehead against the glass, heaving as her claw tipped ink hands clutched and traversed his navel. "Cosmic. Figures you wouldn't resist getting payback." Having a girlfriend with a split persona that is a walking cosmic horror was overwhelming.
Unlatching her canines from his neck to lip the blood seeping out, she purred as she suckled that tender spot for good measure. "My other self is still conscious. She asked for this, after all. On the surface she comes off as a sweet girl, but deep down ... we're one and the same. Two for one." She crooned, smooching the red blemish for good measure.
He trembled as the combined sensations of her featherlight brushes of her claws on his stomach and sides paired with the tender leisurely stroking on his heat in her tendril grasp was putting a derail in his rational thought process.
"Beloved, look at your face~" Her other hand gripped his chin, tilting him up to look straight forward. A sweaty, blushing face. Tiny scratches scattering his torso in full view. And the entire front of his jeans were splotched with cum. "A true work of art~!"
Ben whimpered as two more tentacles weaved around, flicking his hardened nubs. Wrapping around them. Squeezing them. Rubbing them between her digits. All to pair with her licking him from the shell of his ear to the earlobe; teething it roughly, to the plane of his neck.
"Though I'd rather keep you all to myself~" The jealous growl in her voice spurred him on as she flipped him around, adjusting her tendrils grip to keep his hands pinned up high and separated; just to keep the watch out of reach.
"Jiggle~" She giggled as the tendrils retracted from his titties before she prodded them sensitive nubs herself just to see him wincing. She then smothered her face between his pecs. "Them boobas, my gahd~!" Her horny mood seeped through.
"H-Hey!" His heart jolted as her nose nuzzled the valley in between. "Mmh~! Mm~!" Her burning tongue lapped from one nub to the next in a back and forth motion. Teething herself around them, claiming his boob like mounds with red welts and teeth marks. "N - Not there!" The tendril released his junk to fondle and squeeze his dripping balls insistently. Talk about sensory overload! "G~!"
She froze up suddenly. Her clawed hands gripping his hips retracted to feeling like normal human hands again. The tendril retracted from his pants, cum coated, only to wipe clean on his lips. The starving darkness within her quieted to let the empathic light breathe again as she dove in to devour his mouth; savoring his essence. His guttural moans pierced her scarred stitched soul, her feverish tongue dueling his, as her pleading sighs meshed in. His eyes sneaked a peak, witnessing her black and blue eyes fading back to their normal browns to his relief, peaking open as well.
The sound of footsteps reached them, making them both tense up and part lips to look in the same direction. G's jaw tightened as an inhumane growl slipped past her lips, narrowed eyes promising doom for the unfortunate soul that dared to interrupt them.
Protectiveness surged throughout Ben. "Take us somewhere private, angel." He heaved against her moist lips. A silent, dazed eyed, nod from her was all he needed before they were both immersed in black and blue light, teleporting away.
Just in time for Rex to walk in before they got caught red handed. "If they're doing it right now, so help me ..." And yet, part of him did feel envious of their reciprocal intimate partnership.
000
In a forgotten break room, littered with sealed boxes and worn out old furniture crammed in, they landed right smack dab in the middle, standing in each other's arms.
The tendrils left to spare sprouted to life from the shadows from G's own thoughts as they undid both their pants just to slide them and their undergarments down enough to free themselves. Both partners gasped in relief at the cool AC air brushing their exposed selves before she pressed her finger against his lips, shushing him.
"We don't wanna get caught. Kinda hot when you think about it."
Intimate voice. Enamored brown eyes. Lovesick smile of hers that always got him going. Yep, still G. "Then let's test our limits, shall we?"
Turning the tables, he flipped them around, pushing her right on that couch seat, succumbing to his knees, burying his tongue right in her moist clit.
Her head dipped back, drawing blood as she gnawed on her lips to cage in her mewls.
His deep groan vibrated through her walls, sending intimate thrills throughout her very being. His salivating drool combined with her juices trailed down both sides of his face as he gobbled her up; her essence an addiction he could never drop.
Tantalizing him further as the constant tugs on his hair signaled he matched her hips spasms with his intake; tongue weaving through her tight walls. Clamping a hand over her bleeding lips for good measure, her muffled moans were part of his personal favorite orchestra as his wandering digit slid in easily in her damp walls, pumping and curling along with his erratic tongue lashing.
The couch rocked from G's needy thrusts, feeling Ben's smirk against her folds.
He then felt her thighs pressed against his cheeks as she was practically smothering him at that point. Though his startled cries muffled, the sensation gobbling up more of her warmth made her sharply breathe through her nose; her calves wrapping around his neck quite possessively.
Another digit sucked right in, earning a tight squeeze around his neck, nearly choking his pipes.
The moment he reached her good spot, she caved in.
The floodgates opened. Parched for her in all the time spent apart from her, he ravished her drenched folds and clit; her wanton mewls even when muffled still pierced his very soul.
Her trembling legs slipped, falling by either side of him, as his half-lidded eyes marveled up at her own; her heaving chest and panting bleeding lips. Tempting a deep kiss from him, blissfully sighing at the mixed taste.
"So far so good." Ben's coy smirk turned G on.
Weaving her other hand back through his soft locks, she smooched him back, heatedly whispering against his luscious lips. "Then take me standing, hero."
Desperate to be buried in her; his slick girth at attention, he grabbed her thighs again just to help wrap them around his firm waist, clamping his hands on her fine ass, impaling his head into her warmth, capturing each other's lips, standing up all in one go.
Through the first few waves of familiar pained discomfort at how big her love is, the pleasure always came in and rocked her to her core.
Her lower gut somersaulted spotting his shaking arms, hungrily eyeing his flexing biceps as he gripped her for support.
The sudden warm firmness prodding and slipping up his arse made him nearly slip back; Ben's sharp yelp slipping out. G's eyes flashed with smugness.
"I win, beloved."
She teleported them both again just to pin his upper back against the wall; jolting him as he bit the side of her own neck hard to muffle his cries.
His fine ass jolted at another tendril animated out of the shadows smacking his cheeks like a beating drum; muffled cries shaking her shoulder blade.
Jerking his hips to match the impish tentacle slamming in his behind, Ben's delirious mind sent him banging G just as savagely.
Sinking her returning grown canines in this crook of his neck, savoring his blood; her loud moans imprinting his reddened bruised skin.
Squelching sloshes, skins slapping, crazy thrusting.
Back and forth, up and down, they banged it out through.
The coils in their lower guts were this close to snapping in two.
Rubbing their clothed nubs head on; writhing from the tantalizing friction, they struck the deepest point within themselves.
They both came undone.
Reaching their crescendos, their gagged shouts submerged in each other's necks.
Teleporting them again in a black flash, G's whine of having his cock pulling out of her got cut short in time for him to spill waterfalls upon her stomach, thighs, the couch seat beneath her, and the floor; painting the scene in his seed.
As she once painted him all the way down his legs, tainting his clothing hanging by his ankles, in time for the thick tendril pulling out of his ass as the finishing touch; dissipating into nothingness, G tiredly fawned over her exhausted man as he collapsed forward, pulling him down to the couch with her, splaying atop him.
Catching their breath, coming down from their high, they settled themselves comfortably, audibly expressing out in the open at last.
"I can't believe I tentacle banged you." G shakily confessed in his chest, balling her hands in his shirt, embarrassed to look him in the eye.
"Don't tell me you're shy about it now." His chortled, teasing voice made her want to just melt up and die.
"Shut up." She weakly sobbed.
He could tell she was pouting. "You're adorable, you know that? My gluttonous, lustful sloth ... too cute to ignore." He praised; his watch wrist covered hand cupping her cheek to brush tenderly. Only the AC humming in the background was the sole sound heard when G spoke again.
"You good, though?"
He hummed in content. "You?"
She smiled. "Yeah ..."
"You know, Gwen called me during my interview. said she had a vision of you getting sucked into a rift. Just before it appeared to pull me in too. And in the midst of fighting Rex and then Alpha, I wondered. Whether or not I'd be able to get back home ... if you were here? If you were alright? After all, a hero is no good if his fair lady is not by his side." His long ass speech brimmed with concern and a tinge of pride.
G peaked up to see him. "You're so weird."
"You're weirder, you goofball." He retorted as he poked her sides, cracking a grin as she giggled and squirmed; her limbs entangled with his own. "My point being ... I'm really glad you're okay."
She relished the comforting warmth of him embracing her. The only warmth she welcomed in her scarred heart. "I'm glad you're okay too."
A/N: If I ever decide to come back and do something else with this part, I might.
For now, I'm gonna let my brain rest.
Until next time, later.
