Depression. Sexual content.

Confrontations

"Disi? Disi, can you come up here please?"

"I'm on my way," the girl sniffled, blowing her nose and wiping her face. She'd had to buy a six pack of tissues since Monday from crying so much. Her mother called daily, as did the unit. Her doctor had called just this morning and told her that she was disease-free. In the meantime, she refused to talk to any of the nosy women she worked with about this. Maybe Lucy…

Disi stopped at the bottom of the stairs when she realized who was at the top of the landing. She'd know that commanding presence anywhere. What the heck was he doing here? Wishing that she was wearing something other than three-day-old sweats and had showered today, the depressed girl jogged up the stairs, stopping just short of the landing.

"You need to leave," she said forcefully.

"I'll leave you two alone to discuss things," Sally smiled, heading back into her apartment. Once the two adults were alone, Disi walked out the front door, refusing to be her soap opera-obsessed landlady's entertainment for the evening.

"You're not going to invite me in, little one?" he teased her lightly. In truth, he was fighting the urge to wrap her in his arms and just hold her. The woman looked terrible. Her entire face was puffy and her eyes were red. He doubted that she'd eaten much in the three days since he'd last seen her. His senses told him that her light was dimmer than before. It was all his fault.

"You're not going to be around long," the woman growled. "How did you find me? I never-"

"I followed you back here when you ran from me on Sunday. I was upset at the time - still am, but I wanted to give you some space to figure things out. So I have been stopping by your unit daily trying to see you. Your coworkers and boss are very protective of you. I have a feeling that they wouldn't have let me see you even if you'd been on the unit. It's been three days, Bliss. I'm impatient to have you as my wife. So I've come to claim you for myself."

The girl was speechless. Apparently, whatever she had expected to hear, that wasn't it. He pressed his advantage while she was still processing. "I barely know you and I love you. It hurts me to be the source of your pain all this time. I never wanted your tears. You have the brightest spirit I have ever encountered. Tell me how I can make this right." He stepped even closer to her than he was, caressing her face gently. She leaned into his touch for precious moments, her pretty brown eyes closed as she relaxed against him. He felt the moment that her pride reasserted itself. Her body tensed and she backed away from him.

"You don't know me to love me. It was nothing but a stupid one-night stand of drunken revelry. I didn't even-"

"Do not trivialize what we shared, Bliss. Those were the best thirty-six hours of my life. Having you in my life and bed was… it was Heaven. Being without you these last three days has been Hell. I want you back. Not just in my bed, but in my life. You can't tell me that you don't feel it too. Your eyes wouldn't be so red, else."

"I'm in mourning for my lost virginity if you must know," she snapped at him. "Your role in my deflowering has been foremost on my mind these last few days. You can't fool me with sweet words and fake promises. Did you and your boys have a good laugh over my inexperience that night? Did you get a lot of money for-" She was suddenly in his arms, her mouth being ravaged by her lover. A heartfelt moan escaped her treacherous mouth before she could stop it. She tried to back away, but he wouldn't let her go. Soon she forgot why she wanted out of that warm, safe embrace. Every argument she'd made over the last three days for why she and Tyr were not meant to be, shattered under the force of his kiss. His scent was intoxicating and everywhere. She felt like she was drawing breath through him.

Disi surrendered to his touch, not resisting when he literally swept her off her feet and took her into her basement apartment. Opening the door without breaking their kiss, he closed it behind him before carrying his hurting woman to her master bedroom and laying her down gently on the lumpy mattress. He made short work of her clothes and his, only briefly interrupting their heated kisses to pull their shirts over their heads. Once he had her naked and moaning on the bed, he started caressing her body tenderly. Softly he touched her all over, his mouth starting to wander as it always did against the glorious canvas of her skin. He smiled at how loud she was being as he suckled and nipped at her breasts, first one and then the other. The man was insatiable, not stopping until both nipples were diamond-hard pebbles as she writhed under him, begging for more.

Finally, he continued on his journey to her juicy center, stopping to pay homage to his unborn child while breathing in her Heavenly scent. He reached her dripping vagina in short order from there. Tyr took a long, decadent lick of her most private part, grinning like a fool when she whimpered and tried to pull away. He only eased her powerful thighs apart and examined her by the light of the overhead lamp. She was perfectly shaped and natural; she was so pink that it made his mouth water. Not one to deny his baser urges when he was mortal and perfectly set in his ways now, he opened her legs as far as they would go without hurting her and devoured her for hours. He savored her succulent body, allowing her to moan and writhe and buck against his face.

Tyr's face was drowned in her nectar before he reluctantly released her thighs. She was shaking hard from her multiple orgasms, an incoherent mess by this point. He only smiled, sliding himself up her innocent body as he planted his huge penis inside of her. The girl's legs wrapped around his hips and he laughed in amusement as he claimed her, resistance-free. Thrusting hard, fast, and deep into her, he savored her noises as she submitted to her instincts and his forceful lead. He'd never had such an eager, vocal lover. Her enthusiasm was contagious, the more she whined and begged for his love, the more he gave her. He was leaving hickeys and love-bites all over her chest and neck, enjoying the feel of his woman after all this time. The girl was uninhibited in her response to him. She'd never been taught to play games or hold back in bed. She shouted her enjoyment of his enticing dick and the rest of his amazing body openly, stroking his ego to incredible heights.

He rewarded her absolute faith in his ability to please her by doing just that, pumping his love into her rhythmically as she stuttered and writhed for him. The male could feel the wetness on his own knees as she continued to shake under his thrall. She was so wet! She felt amazing on his member and it didn't take long for him to bathe her insides in his hot semen. He gave her dose after dose of his love, muffling her shouts of ecstasy with his sensual kisses. She wriggled desperately against him until dawn when the lack of oxygen to her brain finally forced her into a faint. Tyr smiled in satisfaction, continuing to pound her pussy mercilessly for an extra hour, emptying himself into her pliant body at will until he had nothing more to give her. He kissed her softly then, sliding the engagement ring onto her ring finger and pulling her out of the wet spot in the middle of the bed. Draping her over his muscular body like a blanket, he allowed himself to rest.

Disi woke a few hours later to a familiar feeling of being stuffed full. She couldn't believe it; they'd done it again! How had he changed 'you need to leave' into another night of passion that had her toes curling? Remembering just how wanton she'd been last night, she felt her heart sink and her face heat up. She'd begged him for it. Hollered and whined and begged him to fill her with his ample seed. She'd been so needy as she admired his perfect body and whined for him to ejaculate inside of her… How was she going to explain this to her mother? Somehow she doubted that the woman would be so sympathetic the second time around. She pressed her hands against his perfect pecs and pushed herself up only to gasp at the ornate, small ring on her finger. Where the hell had he gotten her ring size from? And the ring itself was perfect, a diamond surrounded by six tiny amethysts. Laying back down on his body, she admired the ring, sighing at how perfect it was for her. It was large enough to be noticeable but small enough that she could wear it to work. How had he known that amethysts were her favorite gemstone? She'd never confided that to anyone in her life. Had she?

"I see you found my present." His impossibly deep voice sounded almost bottomless with her ear pressed to his chest. "I am so in love with you, little one. There's not much I wouldn't do for you. Marry me. Please."

"Th-that didn't sound like a request," she whimpered as she looked into his chocolate-brown eyes.

"It wasn't," he confirmed. "Qudsiyya, you are the woman for me. You are my perfect match. I love you so much, but I also desire you greatly. This is my means of being polite about things. But know this, Bliss, I'm not above using any means necessary to win you for myself. I will stalk you. I will beguile you. I will entice you into my life and bed. You belong to me now. You have since the first time I touched you. Every millimeter of you is mine; from your hair follicles to your toenails," he crooned up at her. Disi moaned heartily when he pressed his hips up against hers, giving her a taste of his love again. "I'm also not above using my body to gain what I want." She shuddered hard as her body accepted him into her womb and she climaxed just from his sexy speech.

"How-"

"I know you, Bliss. I know you intimately and I want you, all of you. You don't have to be afraid, little love. I'm not going to change my mind. I'm not going to leave you. Even if there was no baby, I would still want you just the way you are."

"B-but I'm so fat and poor," she stuttered out her protest as he continued pumping into her, getting harder with every delicious stroke he gave the confused girl.

"You are perfect. And you are mine," he responded, sitting up against the headboard with her in his lap as he pleased her with his body. He could feel his eyes edging into amber as they did whenever he was with his woman, but little Disi had her head thrown back and was moaning at the ceiling. He smiled at the picture she made, all pliant submission and decadent pleasure. She was already his; it was time for her to admit it. This thought in mind, he sped up his invasion, murmuring encouragement as he watched her orgasm over and over again in his arms. She did not disappoint, writhing sinuously all the while dripping in his lap. The man exploded up into her secret place and she melted against him invitingly, humming as he carefully laid her out on the bed. "Marry me, Qudsiyya Adams. Come live with me and be my wife. I don't want a temporary fix with you. I want forever." He grinned devilishly as she arched up off the bed and came yet again just from his words. "You are so precious to me, dear lady. Please be mine."

"Yes," Disi said breathlessly. "Y-yes."

"Good girl," he crooned down at her beginning to thrust hard and fast into her womb. His fiancée mewled her acceptance, cumming with every commanding thrust and whimpering whenever he shot another load into her already juicy body. It was all so good, all so delicious as he kneaded her bruised breasts and explained in graphic detail just how wonderful of a life they were going to have together. He kept it up until she begged him to stop, then pulled her up against him and licked her exhausted tears away. Without a word, he lifted their still-connected bodies from the bed and took them into the shower where he proceeded to bathe them with her chamomile-scented body wash. He took her lips gently and pressed her against the wall to pump into her. His strokes were smooth and powerful, but slow so that the dizzy girl could keep up with him. Her scent was intoxicating even with the scent of her soap already in the hot shower. Her juices and his semen were flowing out of her body, leaking down the shower wall as he continued to pleasure her.

"We're going to run out of hot water soon," she stuttered when he came yet again inside of her. Tyr nodded, trying not to think about his jumbo-sized tub and water tank at his house. Instead, he turned off the rapidly cooling water and kissed her thoroughly, letting her down from around his trim waist. He caught her when her legs gave out, chuckling at her embarrassment.

"Come, my love. It's time for breakfast." He laughed and hugged her when her stomach gurgled loudly. He led her to the kitchen. Sitting her down at the island, he reached into the fridge and raised an eyebrow at the pizza box in there.

"What? After I got home from the ER, I decided to have something to eat."

"When did you go to the emergency room, Bliss?"

"Sunday afternoon."

"When was the last time you ate something?" The girl's face went slack as she thought about that question.

"Come on, Bliss. We're going out to eat."

"Hold on, I have food!"

"Fresh food from Friday that's mostly expired and a," he opened the box, "half-eaten cheese pizza from Papa John's. Not exactly healthy eating, little one. We're going to Dennys, then we're going to the Justice of the Peace to get married. Afterward, we'll consummate our union and start planning for our wedding reception and honeymoon."

"Wait a minute, why do you get to decide? I'm a-"

"Depressed woman who is just getting over her depression as of last night. I want to settle your heart once and for all. Once we officially marry, you won't feel like an unwed mother or like you did anything wrong that night. We'll be married before you start showing, and-"

"There's no guarantee that I'm pregnant," Disi blurted. At his incredulous look, she turned away. "The doctor said that it takes weeks to know for sure and since I'm on the pill, it's not likely to happen. I mean, I know that you're all eager for-" She stopped fidgeting and babbling at a light touch to her lips, not resisting when he guided her head back to his with that same finger.

"Our child is special because I'm special. Believe me, you're going to be a mother in seven month's time." He stared deep into her eyes, conveying the truth of his words while he rubbed her belly lovingly.

"You mean 'nine months'," the woman insisted, backing away. The male looked at her trembling form and sighed.

"Humans deliver in nine months, but our baby isn't fully human. But you already knew that, didn't you, Qudsiyya?" The two stared at each other, Disi in mounting disbelief.

"You… You can't be-"

"You've felt my dick in both of your mouths at the same time. Could any man satisfy you like that? Would you like to keep your eyes open as I make love with you and see for yourself what I am?"

"Show me," the girl demanded with a shudder. Tyr couldn't help but smile as he complied. With a thought he was suddenly slightly taller than his six feet five inches, looking even more handsome than he already was. The biggest change, however, were the bones sticking out of the back of his arms. They were curved as they lay harmlessly along the backs of his arms, but they looked as sharp as blades. His forearms were covered in leather guards. Disi could almost imagine them extended at the slightest threat. The thought made her a little horny and she drew closer to her fiance.

"Why have I never felt these before?" she asked, shyly caressing the boneblades.

"Nylexon illusions are thorough. Plus, I don't allow humans to touch the backs of my arms." She pulled her curious fingers away from him and he smiled. "Only my mate may know me, touch me without fear. Explore, little Bliss." At that, the sharp tips of the blades rose and flexed off of his arms until they were perpendicular to the flesh. Her eyes widened in shock and then a needy moan escaped her lips before she could hide it. The girl clapped her hand over her mouth, even as he laughed and moved behind her. Kissing her bruised neck, he presented his arms to her. "You may touch and admire them now, little love." Clutching her courage to her, the human did just that. Lovingly she traced the outlines of the bones, entranced with the power she sensed there. Daringly she leaned down and kissed the leather covering his forearms. Taking the hint, he removed the coverings that kept the bones from chafing his arms. It seemed like this was all the invitation that the girl needed. She leaned in again, this time kissing the extremely sensitive skin between his extended boneblades. It was Tyr's turn to moan as she explored the backs of his arms with her tongue. She took her time exciting him, enjoying the chance to pleasure her man for once. The girl suckled the skin, nuzzling his bones as she did.

"There's no feeling in the bones themselves, little one. Just… Just focus on the skin between them."

"Is this really what you look like?" she asked innocently.

"This is really what I look like," he said fondly, rubbing his hands through her braids. "The Nylexons are a proud race, known throughout the universe for their fierce love and fiercer combat. One hundred and twenty-five years ago, my treacherous cousin had the goddess curse me into a sterile form and banished me from my throne. It was done under false pretenses, which weakened her powers, and the goddess took a kind of pity on me. She sent me to Earth where I had a shot at breaking the curse by finding my one true love, a complete innocent with the heart of a child."

"You're a hundred and twenty-five years old?" she asked with wide eyes.

"Technically, I'm one hundred and forty-two years old. I was seventeen years old when she cursed me. I've been out of touch with my people; taking back my throne is going to be the fight of my life. And I would never take my wife and unborn child into the heat of battle. But I want us settled before I announce to the universe that I'm back in play. You'll be giving birth to royalty, Qudsiyya."

"And royalty has an image to uphold," Disi said sadly, turning away from her alien king. "You can't afford to be seen with some-" Tyr whipped her around and kissed her, dominating her mouth masterfully. He wrapped the trembling beauty before him safely in his arms all while suckling her tongue to let her know who she belonged to.

"I'm not in the habit of abandoning friends. Specifically, a friend who freed me of my curse and is carrying my baby now. I told you before, Bliss, you belong to me. I will give up my throne and live the rest of my mortal life in obscurity before I ever give you up."

"Did you just Rick-roll me?" The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Be that as it may, you are my Bliss. I won't give you up. I will marry you and we are going to be happy together. I may have to disappear from time to time to fight my cousin, but I've been training my whole life for such a fight. And I will always come back for you."

"...Unless your cousin manages to kill you," she said in a trembling voice. "If your cousin is clever enough to trick you and has been on the throne ever since, he's not going to just give up the crown because you say so."

"No… But I have the element of surprise and those loyal to me to take up my cause. Do not trouble yourself about the coming war, Bliss. You just worry about growing that life inside of you." He dropped to his knees and kissed her belly tenderly, hugging his family close to him before going back to the fridge and emptying it out.

"I'll have to buy new food for-"

"Don't bother. You are my wife; you will live with me. My servants will attend to you and you can fill my fridge with your groceries. I will have my people move you into my house today; this… place doesn't look terribly… safe to me."

"It's not. The dryer sparks, the heat doesn't reach down here, and it floods when it rains enough. I learned that last part the hard way."

Tyr's lip curled in distaste, his body shrinking back into his human disguise as he put his leather coverings back on his forearms. "Go ahead and give your landlady notice. We will settle on a price for your early departure. You have an interesting collection of furniture for this apartment, Bliss."

"None of the furniture is mine. I just have my clothes and knick-knacks. Oh, and my Esty orders. I've been working furiously on them while waiting for my test results."

"Test results?"

"Well, I lost my virginity to a stranger. I had to make sure that I didn't have AIDS or syphilis, didn't I?" The male caressed her face tenderly.

"I could have told you that you were disease-free if you hadn't run away from me, darling," he gently chided her.

"I'm sorry," she said automatically. "I was terrified and ashamed." She hummed and nuzzled her fiance's face with her chin as he kissed her neck wetly.

"And now, Bliss?" She moaned softly and turned in his arms for more when her stomach growled loudly. Tyr laughed in amusement as Disi covered her face. "Let's get you fed, little one." He carried her back to the bedroom so that they could dress. Disi slipped on her nicest dress, a floral one that she always felt like a fairy princess in, and did her hair up in a crown. She couldn't believe it, she was getting married! Afterward, she printed off her sixty day moving notice that she used with her old apartment back in Philly. She edited the letter for this landlady, put it in a sealed envelope so her meddlesome daughter wouldn't see it, and slipped it under her upstairs neighbor's door on the way out of the house. The girl froze when she saw his car.

"Oh my gosh, that's expensive," she blinked.

"It's one of the cheapest cars I own," he whispered against her ear as he guided her to the vehicle. Disi was too shocked to protest when he helped her into the Jag. "What do you think, Bliss?"

"I don't think I can handle being rich," she whined. He chuckled and caressed her cheek.

"You'll be fine, Bliss," he smiled, starting the car. The engine purred to life and they were off.