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You'd step inside your house, pulling off the uncomfortable heels you'd been wearing all day and undoing a button on your blouse. You grabbed the dateviators, which were conveniently placed on the small shelf next to the door, and wiggled them on.
Being too lazy to properly put away your things, you tossed your lunch bag and sweater onto a nearby chair and made your way to the small globe in the corner of your secluded little piano area. Once in front of the globe, you aimed the rose colored sunglasses at the shadow beneath the sphere, bracing yourself for the darkness that you would find yourself in.
"Hey, you", Skips greeted you as normal, his toothy grin following his words. He had been listening to one of his numerous CD's, evident by the small walkman in his hands and the lone earbud in his right ear.
"Hello, my ever so glorious umbra", you teased, before throwing yourself face first into his bed. It wasn't anything like a normal bed, more...cloud like? It was soft, undoubtedly, but not like that of a mattress. It felt more like you were laying atop cotton candy.
"Everything alright?", Skips asked, concerned over how tired you seemed.
"Not really. I'm exhausted". You rolled over to speak to him properly.
Skips walked over to the bed, sitting down next to you.
"...is it about your job?", your boyfriend asked as he hesitantly reached out to put a hand on your thigh, rubbing his thumb over your tights in hopes of calming you down.
"Mhm."
"Well, I'm here if you want to talk about it."
You shook your head violently. Just thinking about work made you nauseous.
"Alright, that's fine", Skips reassured you as he took his hand off of your thigh.
Before he had the chance to get up and leave you to rest, you shifted and laid your head in his lap. You positioned yourself so that you had a good view of his face.
He looked down, a little flustered, but he didn't mind. He simply brought a hand up to your cheek, his thumb brushing over it softly. When you were gone, he felt incomplete. The world just wasn't right. He'd get paranoid, convincing himself you wouldn't return. But at times like these, he was reassured that you loved him, and you wouldn't ever leave.
"Penumbra..."
"Yes?"
"Do you want me to help you...relieve your stress?", Skips asked sheepishly, that obvious yellow blush of his spreading across his face.
You understood what he meant. He wasn't usually this forward. Most of the time it was you initiating anything. But if he wanted to take control this time, so be it. Change never hurt anyone.
"Yes, please."
He chuckled as he watched you sit up, throwing your legs over his hips to straddle him. Your hands went to cradle his neck as his hands landed on your waist.
You began to move, grinding against him as you pressed your lips to his, your tongue snaking onto his lips and demanding entry. His lips parted, allowing your tongue to enter and tangle with his.
You could hear soft whimpers escape his throat, the sounds vibrating against your own mouth. Your hands reached up to tug on his hair, the dark, flowing shadow twirling around your fingers.
When you parted, you could feel the warm breaths he exhaled, a result of his face being trapped against yours. You, too, panted, your breaths hitting his face. He loved it, always, every time.
"Penumbra...can I...?"
He fidgeted with your shirt, asking for confirmation to take it off. When you nodded, he began undoing each button swiftly, tossing it aside once your shirt was unbuttoned. Skips then began to slide down your skirt, your tights coming off with it.
To return the favor, you pulled off his shirt and helped him unbutton his pants. When you were all done, you straddled him with nothing but your panties and his boxers to shield your bare skin.
You moved, your hips snapping forward slowly as you held onto his shoulders for support.
He gasped, feeling your warmth move against him. His dick grew harder with each movement of your hips.
Likewise, you were wet almost immediately, as you could feel his tip brush your clit over and over. God, it felt amazing.
"Mmngh!...Don't stop...", Skips gasped out with shaky breaths, begging you to continue grinding your hips.
Almost as if you were teasing him, you stopped. Only for a second, though, to pull off your underwear and bra, letting him slide down his boxers. He grabbed your now bare hips and pulled them down.
It felt amazing--the feel of your gentle wetness against his cock. You began to grind again, coating him in your slick.
He whimpered with each push of your hips, whining and struggling to keep himself from moving his own body. You looked at him, his eyes already staring into yours. You saw a faint blush creep unto his face as you did, and you smirked. Your movements continued, a little faster now as you leaned in to kiss him. It was wet and messy, drool dribbling down his chin as he moved his lips against yours.
When you pulled away, you had grabbed his dick and aligned it with your entrance. You sat down quickly, eliciting a sharp moan from the throats of both yours and Skips.
"Fuck-you're so warm...", he breathed out as you relaxed.
When you regained your composure, you began moving again, this time in up and down motions. Over and over again, you felt his tip hit your sweet spot, and each time you'd moan loudly, as nothing outside could hear you two. Skips whined as he felt you moving, pleading for you to never stop.
"Skips..." You whispered his name into his ear, your eyes squeezing shut. The feel of his warm hands on your hips, helping you move them, and his cock stretching you open with every bounce.
Suddenly, you felt him pull out and flip you onto your back. In the blink of an eye (and a puff of dark smoke), the man before you had switched from your shy, sheepish Skips to the more confident and rough Shadow Lord.
"You drive me crazy, Penumbra."
His voice was a low, harsh growl into the shell of your ear.
Moving from your ear to in between your legs, you felt his hot breath drag down your body, sending jolts of pleasure all through you. Skips was pretty big-bigger than the average man, at least-but Shadow Lord was bigger. You winced even before he entered you.
Aligning himself up with your hole, he shoved himself in slowly, giving you a few seconds to adjust. You bit your lip in an attempt to hold back the moan that was climbing up your throat, but it didn't work as the noise came out loud and pained.
Shadow Lord took notice of this and his demeanor changed instantly.
"Is this okay, Penumbra?" , he questioned with concern evident in his tone.
"Yes, I'm fine..." you gasped out, getting used to his size and how it felt inside of you.
You laid there for a moment before he eventually began moving, slowly snapping his hips forward into you, his monstrous length now going deeper than just a sweet spot. Your whole body shook with every thrust.
"Skips...!" , you whined out as he pushed into you.
Almost as if he was angered, he began to thrust faster, harder.
"Say my name, Penumbra", he rasped out, lowering himself onto you to speak into your ear.
"Fuck-Shadow!"
"That isn't good enough..."
God, you loved when he was like this
"Shadow Lord...!"
He was so nerdy, but that only served to make him more attractive in your eyes.
"Good..."
He began to thrust a little faster, making you see stars-no, galaxies-,with each snap of his hips. Moans and whimpers bubbled up and erupted from your throat in sweet, melodic rhythms. Shadow grunted wildly in your ear, enjoying how every part of your wet hole felt against his dick.
He felt your walls begin to tighten, squeezing his cock and begging it to keep going.
"Are you close, Penumbra...?" He stuttered on his last word, too overcome with pleasure and thrill to form a proper sentence.
"Yes, fuck...yes!"
You cried out.
For a moment he seemed to slow down, just a slight bit, and hesitated.
"Is it okay if I...finish..in you?"
He asked as he slowed down, allowing you to process his question.
"I was hoping you would..."
You smiled, and he chuckled back at you.
With your confirmation, he picked up his pace again and began pounding into you, chasing release for the both of you. Overcome with pleasure, you searched around for something to grasp before settling for him.
As you felt your pussy clench and throb, you grabbed onto what you could of his shadowy shoulders and arched your back off the bed, pushing your body up against his. He gave one final thrust into you, grunting and panting as he felt you tighten around him.
With another puff of darkness, you felt the sweeter Shadow Lord, your Skips, collapse onto you. His length was still inside you, but neither of you had enough energy to pull away from one another.
He panted onto your chest and you brought a hand up to run your fingers through his hair. He smiled when you did so.
"Let's lay together for a little...please?"
He asked, his voice laced with satisfaction.
A low "Mhm" was all you could respond with.
He pulled himself up, leaving you with a warm emptiness. Skips shifted you over to where your head was laying on the pillows and laid next to you. You stared tiredly into his eyes.
"Thank you, Skips."
"Of course, Penumbra..."
His cheeks flushed for a second.
"I love you.."
You giggled at his shy confession.
"I love you, too."