Title: Constant Companion
Author:
worblehatGenre: Sky High
Pairing: Majenta/Zack
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Not mine. Would be fun if they were though!
Word Count: 642
His fingers slide down her back as she rests on his stomach, small nose sniffing the air experimentally. Zack smiles and pets her again, enjoying the slight shivers of her body as it quakes against his.
"Like that?" he asks, smile thick and assured on his face as she snuggles up to his cheek, butting it lightly with her nose.
"It's okay," she answers in a high-pitched voice. His fingers carress her futher, enjoying her soft fur, vulnerable spots warm and receptive to his touch. For months he's wanted to touch her and now, for whatever reason, she's his. He's never felt so fascinated with another human being; especially one who could turn into an animal so miniscule. He wants to kiss her just as much as he wants to show her off to his mother, to let her see just what good care he can take of pets.
Majenta, he well knows, is not his pet.
But he can take care of her; he can kiss her, touch her, hold her. He knows the way she shifts in the morning after a bad dream, be it in human or guinea pig form. He can remember the way her hair curls against her face, or the way she sleeps, especially as she cuddles up against him. He likes the small, sudden warmth of her body. Sometimes, yes - he does wish he could experience it when her body took on the form of a human, but most, he's just glad of any contact with her.
For a few weeks, he wonders if it's just him. When her body slides temptingly against his at a school dance he can barely remember, he knows - knows deep down, with all of his body thrumming almost dangerously, that this is the time. Letting fingers dangle over her body, scratching teasingly against the unkempt fur is new to both, but Zack finds himself aching as her words reach his mind: the urge to touch and dominate and lick are new to him, but he finds, as he thinks on it more, that he cannot but help to try and carry out such wishes.
Which leaves Zack wondering about the state of the world. Majenta's kisses are solid, bringing him out of a fake or disconcerted world into reality. He likes the way her body elongates as she shape-shifts, lying heavy and warm against him, body rubbing pleasantly, determination slipping through her veins as her eyes light up.
"Can we move onto the heavy petting now?" she asks, whispering.
He blinks and nods; she always leaves him slightly speechless.
Both grin as she undoes his belt buckle, fingers sliding beneath, wrapping around his growing erection. His hands, soon after, work on her own trousers, pulling them down somewhat clumsily until they're moving against one another, skin touching warm, welcoming skin. Zack forces her onto her back, cock sliding between her wetness as he eases his length inside. They've done this before but each time seems new and unsure.
She watches him, smirking slightly, as he begins to slip and slam inside her more forcefully. Her eyes flutter and he fucks her, hands at her shoulders, holding her tenderly as his body shakes with how right all this feels. He moves again; deeper; unforgiving. She arches up into his touch, her body opening to his thrusts until her legs are wrapped tightly around him, holding him there until they both come, him shooting within her, warm and sticky inside her cunt; her swearing into his ear, biting into soft flesh, marking him with her orgasm as her body slips more easily around the warm, firm cock.
They fall onto the bed, gasping, sweating; reaching for each other and smiling, holding close until the next time.