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I barely closed the door to my room, when I was swarmed by big, bovine lips showering me in a sea of petting and smooches.

"Oh, Killigan," I said amidst his cuddles.

Earlier that day, we shared confessions... and our first kiss. The situation developed, and he asked if we would go "a little deeper." I complied. Did he know how much I wanted that? Did he feel the same? I was concerned with such questions only until he gave me those loving hugs and kisses as we entered the stone cold room.

His weight barely crushed me as he pressed me against the slab I slept on. "Ah! Killigan, slow down!"

"Shit! I'm sorry, Mac. You okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine." I shoot a meek, flustered smile. "More than fine, actually."

His face of worry melted into a lewd one. In a more temperate pace, he returned to pecking and nuzzling me.

By that time, I was already hot and moaning. He was far hotter than me; literally! All that fur made him a walking Pyronetics heater. His tongue differed from Skrilzi. Far less smooth and short; but not coarse or feeble.

After he was done making out, he made me look straight into his eyes. There was still something foreign about eloping with a Beast like that. Not bead-like eyes, but beautiful all the same.

"So," he said in a teasing growl, "ready to go deeper?"

I turned, flushed enough to make my face simpler and hotter. Though the question paralyzed me at first, his expression told me he wanted to hear me say it. "Yes, I am."

He took a few seconds after that and started undoing my robe. I'd do the same to his makeshift outfit, but my arms couldn't wrap around him. So, I let him expose my skin and strip for me.

He provides another kiss on my naked self. "You're so beautiful, you know that?"

"Hah... I'm not. You're just nice."

"Don't you see it?" Another lecherous grin from him. "Then I must show you."

He kissed me again, but not on the mouth or cheek. Neck; chest; belly; drawing ever closer to my...

"Eep!"

A gentle kiss between my legs is not something I've had before.

"Sorry," he says, "sensitive down here?"

"No. I was just surprised is all."

"So... can I do it again?"

Flustered, I almost couldn't answer the Bovolian. "Y-Yes."

He kisses my slit again and again. He must've really enjoyed kissing. Or perhaps it was a beast thing? My brain didn't linger on that question for too long, though. I wasn't delicate outside; but inside...

I yelped again when his tongue first entered my entrance. The kind bull had to check on me again.

"Found yer spot, huh?"

"Q-Quite..."

"Then you want more, right?"

I got the idea my partner was enjoying me being vocal; nevermind the situation we were in didn't allow for much noise.

Gotta give what the man wants! "Yes, please!"

I could only see the horns poking from my spread legs. But the feeling... Maira above, the feeling! His tongue worked its magic inside me. I wondered for a second whether he pre-planned this. Given that must have been his first time with someone like me.

Each lick, each movement of his tongue, made me squirm and moan. The man knew what he was doing. Unfortunately, he couldn't linger much time down there, as what slumbered inside me was about to awake.

My dick, slick in my excitement and his saliva, slowly pushed his tongue away; but not to his chagrin. I was puffing already, but when he started licking me again, I moaned. Wasn't holding back either, he liked me vocal after all.

"Killigan... So good... I'm gonna..."

He retracted his different tongue from me. "Oh? We can't have that just yet, can we?"

After a brief kiss on my tip, he rose until he was over me. His massive frame above; handsome face, delightful belly, and a strange weight close enough for me to feel it.

His beast of a cock, and pair hefty testicles. His sheath I had already seen, but seeing the emerging member was completely different. "Balls," also a concept I wanted to explore further, but he was the one leading. And I wanted nothing different.

He spoke again, behind another lustful smirk. "Wanna go all the way, handsome?"

What a face. He was the handsome one. But behind my wetness and excitement, I couldn't contest it. Couldn't even comply with words, either. Hums was all the confirmation my lips gave out.

From my sides, his limbs moved to between my legs so he could hoist them. Sooner than I imagined, he was in position; ready to...

"You want this?" His tone charged with eagerness, but also a tinge of worry.

Or perhaps, he just wanted to listen to me say... "Yes, Killigan. Fuck me, please."

From his wide smile, I can tell I got it right. A little more of positioning and anticipation and...

He was in. Was that all? It's thick enough, but seemed larger when I saw it. At once, I got my answer. That was just the damn head. Another intriguing concept I had no mind to spare.

"Ah!"

My pleased scream might've been heard in the neighbouring rooms. But I didn't care. All I cared about then was the enormous cock inside me.

"You good, Mac?"

"More than that. Hurry and... just breed me."

Breed? Why did I use that word? I was expecting Killigan to break into laughter at my cringe-worthy words. Instead, I unlocked something inside him. Something visceral, a carnal desire, no, need.

"With pleasure." His voice turned deeper, but not scarier.

Then it started; the pounding. Taking all the meat in was a chore, but my skin made the smacking easier on me. The noise, the touch, even the little pain; all extremely hot.

I babbled more obscenities that night than my entire life before that point. I needed them to keep me from screaming in pleasure at his growing pace.

Each move from his pelvis made me bob. Each word of encouragement from his lips made me blush. I saw it coming and couldn't possibly stop it.

"I'm... I'm... Going to cum, Killigan!"

"Me too. Fuck! Cum with me, Mac."

"Yes! Yes! Give it to me!"

His pace peaked. And it was over. We managed it, orgasming at the same time. My jizz was enough to coat my groins and even some of his purple fur.

...

After I came, I couldn't hold the Hydronetics any longer. My fantasy with him had ended. I was left alone in a somewhat sad pool of my sperm and lots of water.

After a sigh, I used the last of my strength to dry everything up. As I did, I kept wondering. Would I ever get the real thing? Did he even feel that way about me? Was it wrong for me to imagine him like that?

I laid in the slab sleepless; but only for a minute. Even if fake, Killigan's love filled me with delightful warmth. Something many Skrilzi won't ever know.

Good night, Killigan of my dreams.