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Heats. An annoying thing that i have to go through about three times a year, solely because I'm an omega. Its an absolute PAIN in the butt. I can't describe how much I hate and despise the damn things. For a full five days, I'm riddled with aches, blistering heat, and the never ending constant arousal. Not to mention, my pheromones get all out of whack, making me all emotional and whiny. During and omega's first heat, there usually isn't any arousal, but rather just a WHOLE lot of messed up pheromones and emotions. I remember my twin brother—Colt—and I panicking in the school's restroom the day my first heat hit. I remember him frantically trying to calm me down while I was a hair away from a full panic attack. I remember him throwing his scented jacket over my shoulders and carrying me out of the bathroom—my legs were too shaky to walk properly—and too the nurses office.
Oh how I desperately wish I could see him, or at the very least have a scented shirt of him. But not. I had absolutely nothing.
I was light years away from earth, heading towards my best-friends alien planet to save his star. The closest person nearby was over a decade of light years away from me. It was still so unbelievably difficult to process that information. Knowing I'll never see a human again, never shake a persons hand, never give another person a high five, never being able to feel any human connection. Ever again. As much as I adored Rocky, it wasn't enough. Especially now.
Originally, the Hail Mary never intended to have an omega, only betas to make sure heats and ruts didn't get in the way. Then, the explosion happened and he was drugged and forced into space. They had heat suppressants thankfully, a few boxes of them actually. More than enough for him to get to tau ceti and complete the mission before meeting his inevitable death. Issue was, I'm not dead, and I'm not going to die any time soon. Not if Rocky had anything to say about it.
After I went back, rescued Rocky, and decided to go to my alien best friends planet, I started rationing the heat suppressants . I only used them when I knew my heat was coming, doing whatever I could to stretch out my heats so they came in almost 6 month periods rather than the usual 4 month periods. Anything to prevent the inevitable of having to explain secondary genders too Rocky. But, it finally happen. I've run out of heat suppressants. Completely. Not a single pill left, and we've still got two years until we reach Erid.
As my students to say, I'm cooked.
How the ever living FUDGE do I explain secondary genders to an alien crab rock!? An alien crab rock who's species doesn't have genders at all! I'm so absolutely cooked. So screwed.
So, here I am squirming uncomfortably under my quilt, tossing and turning back and forth as I tried to keep my mind focused on something else other than the desperate need to finger myself until I cum ten times and the intense heat that was coursing through my body like poison. I groaned as I slowly sat up, deciding it would be best if I just... buried myself in my work. That usually distracted me pretty well. Being neurodivergent and having a special interest in science might finally be paying off.
I stood up, quilt over my shoulders and dragging across the floor as I walked over to the lab. Rocky was in his tunnel that stretched through the whole Hail Mary—except the bathroom. I REFUSE to have Rocky watch me take a piss or shower—working on one of his many projects. I tired not to pay attention to him as I sat at the desk and quickly started getting to work. Studying the breeder tanks, making notes, writing theories and hypotheticals, and going through annoyingly complicated equations. Not because I needed too, but I needed something to distract myself for the time being. Hell, I even pulled out that rubix cube I found last week and started fidgeting with it.
"Rocky have question," Rocky suddenly announced from across the room, tapping his foot against the floor. I could feel my face heat up, desperately hoping it wasn't about what I thought it was. But I've never been that lucky, have I?
"Grace body temperature much higher. Grace heart beat faster. Grace leaking. Why, question? Grace okay, question?" He asked, voiced tinged with worry. I whined in embarrassment, slouching against the table. I don't know If its possible for me to properly describe how badly I DONT want to explain to Rocky what secondary genders were.
"I'll tell you when you get older," I responded instinctively, unable to prevent the natural response to a question I didn't want to answer. It was silent for a few moments before I flinched at the loud sound of a very angry and annoyed Eridian and the sound of Rocky's foot frantically tapping against the ground. "Rocky much older than Grace! Grace only 34! Rocky is 291 in earth years! Grace answer Rocky question!" I just groaned and slouched even more against the table, turning my head to the side as my cheek pressed against the table. I frowned, another whine escaping my without even realizing it. Great... this was going to be one... very, very long conversation.
"Okay.... Eridians have mating cycles right?" I asked, though I already knew since I asked Rocky about Eridian reproduction just a few days ago. Rocky tilted his carapace up and down, his version of a nod. "Rocky explain to Grace, yes yes yes," "Okay..." I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose as I took a deep breath. God, this is just like the one time I was forced to teach sex ed after the usual sex ed teacher left on maternity leave. It's okay. If I managed to explain to a group of 12 and 13 year old kids about ruts, heats, and sex, I could teach it to my alien best friend. Probably. Hopefully.
"Okay, and I explained how humans have genders," I asked for confirmation. Rocky nodded again. "Well, there are these things called secondary genders. They usually appear during puberty," I started, mentally deciding to just go over the basics.
"There are three genders. Alpha, beta, and omega. Betas are the most common, they're basically normal people and dont experience mating cycles. Alphas are a little more uncommon. They experience these things called ruts, where every few months they get a very stronger urge to mate and... breed. They release very strong scents from their scent gland to attract a mate. They also often get very... dominant and protective. They have these things called knots, where their..." I coughed. "Their penis swells with sperm and usually locks the alpha with their mate to make sure that their mate takes said seed,"
"Omegas aren't rare, but they're not common, only about 35% of the population. But, omegas go through things called heats where they feel an insationable urge to get breed and also release a scent from their scent glands to attract mates. During this time, omegas pheromones are usually very.... messy and unbalancd, making them particularly emotional, sensitive, and submissive. Omegas also..." I trailed off, clearing my throat, gently rubbing and scratching at my stubble. My face was no doubt as red as a tomato. I glanced over, seeing how Rocky was "staring" at me, clearly mentally noting every word I spoke. I held back a whimper at the thought, knowing Rocky was paying such close attention to me. God... That was hot-
NOPE. That's Rocky, you're best friend that you have a crush on and has a mate waiting for him at home.
"O-Omegas also release a type of... uh... slick with their reproductive organ, a way to release their scent and to make the breeding process easier," I managed, my hand coming to hide my face, subconsciously rubbing my legs together. "Grace omega, question?" Rocky asked curiously, chirping before tapping his leg a few times. I nodded with a shaky sigh. Okay calm down, I mentally noted to myself with a groan. It was just Rocky. Smart, bossy, clingy, attentive Rocky. The same Rocky who saved your life and-
OKAY. AGAIN. CALM DOWN.
"Grace going through mating cycle?" Rocky asked. I nodded again. "Before you ask why I haven't had my mating cycle in the past, it's because I've been taking heat suppressants. There are rut suppressants. But what they do is suppress the strong sexual urges and symptoms of heats and ruts. They usually take this medication during times they're unable to take care of their heat/rut," I explained. "But... the longer you take them, the more the heat/rut builds up and then whenever you finally get off the suppressants, usually you're mating cycle is very... intense, depending on how long you too the suppressants," I said awkwardly.
"That why Grace so warm? That why Grace heart beat fast? That why Grace all shy? That why Grace all leaky from between legs?" I nodded for the third time, finding my voice stuck in my throat. "Rocky understand. How long Grace on suppressants, question?" I paused. Actually... now that I thought about it, how long HAVE I been on suppressants. I cleared my throat, eyebrows furrowing together in thought.
"At least two years," I guessed. "Probably more," I added. "How Rocky help? Grace seem uncomfortable. Rocky want help!" He chirped happily from behind his xenonite tunnel. I nearly bashed my had into the table. How do I explain to my alien best friend that wants to help me that the only things that could help me right now is being fucked silly into a mattress? I groaned, pressing the palm of my hand against my eyes. I heard Rocky tap his foot impatiently behind him.
"Grace tell Rocky how to help now, statement! Rocky fix! Rocky help!" The bossy Eridian demanded from behind him. I, again, held back a whimper. Rocky didn't even know what he was saying, and even still it made him disgustingly aroused. Jesus, since when was I such a pervert?
"Uhhh..." I swallowed the saliva that had pooled in my mouth and reached up to gently play with my hair and scratch at my scalp. "M-Making nests helps..." I managed. "They're usually a collection of soft and scented things from people an omega likes and trusts," I explained. Rocky let out loud, long trills from behind me and tapped his feet against the ground, something I've labeled as his little happy dance. "Good, good, good. Grace make nest, help. Anything else?" I squirmed in my seat again.
"O-Orgasms help... mating helps..." I muttered out, barely audible enough for myself to hear. But I know Rocky would hear it perfectly clear with that disgustingly good hearing of his. He trilled again. "Rocky help!" He raised his hands and wiggles them, jazz hands. I choked on my own saliva, coughing a few times before frantically turning around to stare at Rocky with wide eyes, who seemed beyond excited. "R-Rocky you do know what you're suggesting right now right?" I asked frantically. Rock just lifted his two front arms, shrugging at me like it was a casual thing and not like he just happily offered—more like stated—that he would help me with my heat. I swallowed deeply again. I could feel a wave of heat shoot through my body, shivering at the warmth and rubbing my lets together with a whimper at the feeling of slick sticking to them. God this was embarrassing. Beyond embarrassing.
"Grace so nice to Rocky. Grace save Rocky. Grace save earth despite how bad earth was towards Grace. Grace come with Rocky to save Erid. Grace take care of Rocky. Grace deserve someone to care for Grace. Rocky more than willing to mate with Grace if that what Grace need!" He said happily, though baised on his anxious wiggling, I assumed he was more excited than anything. "Plus, Grace Rocky mates! Mates do mating," I choked on my saliva for the second time in the span of a minute.
"W-Wait what!? W-Were mates!?" I said between frantic breaths and coughs. Rocky just tilted his carapace to the side in confusion. "Yes. Grace save Rocky. Grace save Erid. Rocky loves Grace. Started courting while ago. Grace reciprocated. Rocky Grace mates now." He said causally before pausing. Oh. Oh that... That actually explained a lot. Rocky had a phase of giving me a whole bunch of gifts. Rocky also made me a song before in Eridian language, despite the fact that I couldn't understand it, it was probably the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. And, there was also the time Rocky mentioned getting matching marks, like the mark he had on his arm from his mate Adrian.
"Oh. Is not human traditional courting?" He asked, slouching slightly in disappointment. "Rocky sorry. Rocky thought Grace reciprocate." I could practically hear the whining in his voice and I frowned myself. "W-Wait Rocky! I uhhh... I-I just..." I trailed off. C'mon Grace. Be an adult and communicate for once in your damn life.
"I-I... I love you too I just... Didn't realize you," I trail off awkwardly. I've known about my feelings towards Rocky for a while, but I knew he had a mate waiting for him at home, so I forced myself to be content with just being friends. I froze in realization, feeling my blood go cold. Oh my god.
"W-What about Adrian!?" I asked frantically. I feel like if Rocky had a face, he'd be giving me a dead pan stare. "Eridians often have more than one mate. Is normal. Adrian will like Grace anyway. Don't matter. Rocky Grace love. Rocky Grace mate," Rocky explained casually. I let out a sigh of relief, though it only relived his anxiety slightly. Thank god. I really did NOT want to be some home wreaker especially with how loving Rocky talks about Adrian.
"Grace go make nest now. Rocky join after doing research on portable human machine," Rocky demanded, gesturing in the direction of the dormitory. "Grace reproductive organ release lot of slick. Grace aroused. Rocky help soon," He added reassuringly and almost instinctively I put my hands over my crotch and blushed. "W-Wait but h-h-how are we going to, y'know... mate?" I managed.
"Rocky take care of. Grace make nest," Rocky stated simply before gesturing, again, towards the dormitory. I blinked a few times, swallowing the lump in the throat, feeling myself growing wetter at the bossy, demanding yet reassuring tone, the omega in me preening at the tone. But I still felt a little nervous. "Are you su-" "YES! Now Grace go make nest! Rocky join soon!" He interrupted, angrily and aggressively gesturing for me to go to the dormitory. I chuckled before finally standing up, shifting uncomfortably at the slick running down my thighs, my body feeling warm and mind giddy at the thought of making a nest and potentially getting fucked in said nest. It's been more than a decade since I've actually taken care of my heat with another.
Gosh, I really AM turning into a pervert, aren't I?
Oh. Oh god this was really happening wasn't it? I'm going to have sex with my alien best friend—correction, mate. I climbed down the ladder, letting out a small huff as I landed on the floor. I glanced around, furrowing my eyebrows together as I thought about what exactly I wanted to gather for my nest. The Hail Mary was originally built for more than one person, which meant there were a handful of blankets to choose from, and a multitude of clothing to chose from. Funny enough, most of that clothing has those dumb science jokes I unironically found hilarious.
I grabbed the blankets and shirts with the softest fabrics, deciding to make my next on the floor. The small, twin-sized bed barely fit me! I doubt it'll fit both of us, not to mention Rocky has his big ahh ball that already takes up a considerable amount of space.
Or, that's what I thought, Rocky came back down. I had finished my next a few minutes ago and have been currently sitting in said next in just a t-shirt and boxers. But, that's not important. What IS important is that Rocky was in a... suit. That was the best way I could describe it. Small, itty bitty pieces of xenonite put together to make a flexible, almost skin tight suit. I just gawked at him, unable to help the way my jaw dropped. I blinked a few times.
"Rocky back! Rocky back! Rocky do research on omega. Learn. Rocky will do much, much more research about omega when have time. Understand enough. Grace need scented clothes. Rocky not sure if Rocky have scent, cant smell, but tried," Rocky rambled while holding a pile of fabrics, as if he wasn't currently in a new suit. I continued staring at him before he finally noticed and seemed to realize. "Oh! New xenonite suit! Rocky make as surprise. Grace like, question?" He wiggled in his new suit and spun in a circle. I felt my eyes water up before I immediately stood up and ran over to Rocky.
Without thinking, I kneeled down and wrapped my arms around his carapace, feeling tears start to stream down my face as I squeezed him. I'm touching him. Well, as close to touch we'll ever be able to get. I can feel his warmth through the xenonite. I can feel his individual limbs. I can HUG him. Oh how desperately I missed it. I sniffled, tightening my grip as if Rocky would disappear the second I let go. I tucked my head against the top of his carapace.
"Right right right. Omega sensitive during heat. Grace leak in two places now," Rocky thought aloud, moving to drop the fabrics and wrap his two front arms around me. I felt the lump in my throat grow bigger at the reaction, it felt like I was burning. I felt like I was dying. I felt like I couldn't breath. All in the best way possible. His arms were around me. We were hugging. Not like those hugs we had in Rocky's xenonite hamster ball. Nothing like this. The feeling of his warm arms surrounding me. "God, I love you so much buddy," I choked out, my voice cracking towards the end with a shaky sigh, trying to keep myself from full on sobbing. Oh, but I want to. So, so badly.
"Rocky love Grace! Love, love, love," He chanted, tapping one of his feet on the ground before pointing at the pile of fabrics he brought in. "Fabrics from Erid. Rags and sleep fabric. Rocky bring for Grace nest. Rocky tried scenting, not sure if work. Rocky unable to smell," Was he trying to make me cry? Cause it was working. I could feel my face scrunching up again, my breathing only growing more shaky before hiding my face against his carapace again. He squirmed uncomfortably under me.
"Grace sad, question?" I quickly shook my head. "N-No... No I promise, I just... I love you so much Rocky!" I whined, pressing him tightly against my chest, hearing him let out a happy trill in response. "Rocky happy happy happy! Rocky love love love Grace!" He cheered. I couldn't help but giggle, sniffling as I stared down at him.
Finally. I stood up and grabbed the fabric Rocky brought. It was still warm, probably from being in Rocky's atmosphere. Instinctively, I pressed a rag against my nose, taking a deep inhale of the scent and shivering. It smelled like dirt, fresh dirt in the early morning after a rainy night and it smelled faints of metal. It smelled just like how I assumed Rocky would smell. So earthy, so strong yet not over powering. I took a few more deep inhale's before moving them awake from my face and glancing down at my nest. I hummed quietly, my vision a bit blurry from crying as I internally debated about where to put them in my nest. I kneeled down, strategically placing them around my nest. After that, I plopped onto it, letting out a heavy sigh. It was comfy. Smelled like me and Rocky. It was perfect. Perfect, perfect, perfect.
"Nest sacred, correct? Rocky research say only allow in omega nest when invited," He said as he hovered near the edge. I stared at him before giggling and patting the free spot next to me. "Get in here, you dork!" I teased. If I could, I would have picked him up and placed him in my lap. But I learned the hard way that Rocky weighed over three hundred pounds. One time, he had forced me into the dormitory to sleep and I, at the moment, did not want to sleep and instead wanted to fiddle around with taumoeba. So, Rocky blocked my way and like anyone would, I jokingly said I could just pick him up and move him out of the way.
Yeah. My ego took a big hit that day, and I did end up sleeping.
I laid back against my nest, feeling Rocky basically vibrating next to me in excitement as he stood in my nest. It felt... It felt nice. It's been a long time since I've made a nest and it was on the floor of a space ship, so it wasn't a picture perfect nest. But, I, oddly enough, didn't feel insecure about it. I was more than happy with the way it looked and felt and I was more than happy Rocky was in my nest with me.
The warmth flowing through my body and the tingling in my stomach only made me feel better, more comfortable, the nest soothing the strong urges my heat was currently sending to my mind.
"Rocky in nest. Rocky in nest," He stated as he waddled around before sitting next to me. I just smiled up at him, feeling my face heat up. It was adorable, how giddy and happy he was. It made me want to giggle and kick my feet like a teen girl talking to her crush on the phone. Without thinking, I wrapped my arms around him and pressed him against my chest, cuddling. Now that I could actually touch him—kinda—I don't think I'm ever going to let him go. "Grace leaking, statement," I paused before biting the inside of my cheek. Jeez, I had completely forgotten about the slick that was currently gushing from my legs like a fucking water fall. An embarrassing amount, really.
"Oh!" I chuckled awkwardly before Rocky stood up and pushed me to lay on my back while he moved to hover over me. My eyes widened, completely forgetting the way Rocky said he'd "help me" earlier.
"W-Wait!" I said frantically. " I-I... How is this going to... work... exactly?" I asked, unsure of how else to explain it. Rocky just vibrated over me, his own version of a hum as he wiggled on top of me, seemingly thinking. "Rocky do research. Rocky do much research on what omega need! Rocky learn, learn, learn," He responded and I just rolled my eyes. Yeah. Great, like that answers my question buddy. I wanted to know what Rocky was going to do to me while I'm still lucid and not heat drunk.
"Details?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Rocky first stretch Grace with hand," He lifted one of his front legs and flexed his "fingers" a few times. "Stretch Grace enough that Rocky ovipositor fit and make sure Grace feel good, good, good. Then, Rocky go inside, have eggs. Egg size should mimic alpha knot, satisfy heat," Rocky described in surprisingly simple terms as I slowly nodded my head. "If egg not satisfy heat, Rocky keep ♩♪♫♬♫ until Grace satisfied!" He quickly added with a trill. I gave another nod before letting out a heavy, deep breath.
"I... Alright," I said. "Grace take off clothes now?" Rocky asked. "Oh! Right!"
I gently motioned for Rocky to get off of me, which he quickly complied, before sitting up and taking off the remainders of my clothes. I just tossed them aside, deciding that future me can deal with it. I leaned back into my nest and Rocky quickly climbed on top of me, legs planted on either side of me as his fifth limb moved to gently palm my bare crotch, sending a sharp sting of want to shoot me. I shifted under him. Rocky used his two front hands to grab my arms and force them above my head, causing me to let out a surprised yelp. I swallowed the lump in my throat.
"Grace must stay still. Grace keep hands here. Can do, question?" I nodded. "Grace heart rate speed up. Rocky read most omegas like alpha being in control. Grace one of those omegas, question?" I just shifted awkwardly, causing Rocky to tighten his grip. I gave an awkward shrug.
"I uhh.... F-For the most part I prefer to be more submissivveeee- AH! Rocky!" I tensed, my back arching off of the blankets below me as I felt one of Rocky's claws gently trace circles around my entrance before finally entering. I whimpered, letting out heavy breaths and feeling my brain start to go foggy. "Grace continue?" Rocky asked and I just swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in my mouth. Jesus, all of this just because of one finger?
"Uhm. W-Well... I prefer to be more s-submissive. I'm not exactly... good at being in command or in control with these types of things. I-It's just a preference," I managed to explain before Rocky started moving his claw in and out of my entrance, causing more slick to form between my legs and making it easy for Rocky to add another claw. I let out a relived sigh and turned my head to look up at the ceiling, my vision a little fuzzy due to my glasses currently resting on my chin rather than my eyes. Though, they stay on my chin more than they stay on my eyes. I've always had trouble actually keeping my glasses where they belong on my face.
"Rocky understand. Rocky don't have preference for mating," Rocky chirped while I just groaned and whimpered under him, letting out heavy puff's of air. I glanced up as I felt Rocky's hands remove from my forearms, remembering his words from earlier I forced them to stay still and planted above my head. Even as those two hands that were originally holding my arms were now curiously playing with my nipples, gently poking and flicking them.
I willed myself to keep my arms above my head, like he told me too. I couldn't help the gasps and moans the escaped my lips at the stimulation, unsure if I should focus on Rocky's hand where two claws—now three—were thrusting in and out or me, or the two hands that were currently playing with my nipples curiously.
"Nmmmngh! R-Rocky," I managed feeling drool start to fall from the corner of my mouth. Rocky just trilled happily. "Grace so good. Good, good, good. Squeeze Rocky's fingers good. Grace good boy," I felt my body heat up by at least 10 degrees at the praises that started flowing from Rocky's mouth. How the fuck did he know I had a praise kink? Or did he not know and he was just saying random crap? It was definitely a possibility. I felt that familiar knot in my stomach tighten, feeling extra sensitive due to the heat currently flowing through my veins.
"Holy.... Rocky," I whined as Rocky's hand sunk deeper, finger flexing inside me as my back arched into a perfect "c" shape. "D-Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper, please please please—" I rambled, barely registering what was coming out as Rocky happily complied and pushed his arm deeper. "Grace sound so, so pretty. Rocky like, Grace make more noise," That does it for me. I let out a high pitched whine as I came, coating my stomach with semen as my body shook. It took me a moment to come down from my high, my brain fuzzy from the orgasm before I glanced up at Rocky, breath heavy.
"Grace ready for ovipositor, question?" I just groaned and squirmed under him. I moved one of my arms from where I had forced them to stay above my hand. I gently grabbed into one of Rocky's legs and swallowed deeply. "G-Gimme a second," I mumbled and Rocky just gave his equivalent of a hum. I shifted in my nest, taking a moment for my body to come down from its high, only to be hit with another wave of heat. I already knew it wouldn't be over, but a boy could hope.
"How big is you're... Ovipositor?" I asked and Rocky just wiggled on top of me. "Rocky ovipositor is 13 inches long and gets up to 5 inches thick in human measurements," I chocked on my own tongue, my eyes going impossibly wide as I stared up at Rocky. There was NO way he actually thought I'd be able to handle that, right? He HAS to know.
"R-Rocky, I don't think I can—"
"Grace can. Rocky sure. Rocky arm about 4 inches in human measurements. Slick make entrance easy and stretch easy. Rocky ovipositor only 5 inches at base. Rocky knows all of ovipositor cants fit, but most can," Rocky explained as he moved his hand back in forth in slow, lazy thrusts, electing quiet whines from me. There was a pause as I internally debated with myself. I wasn't sure but... I trusted Rocky. I knew the Eridian wouldn't do anything to intentionally hurt me. And I knew that if I asked him to stop, he'd do it immediately without a second thought and make sure I was okay. He was attentive like that. He was bossy, but he was unbelievably gentle too.
"I... Okay, just... be careful," I said with a small nod. Rocky nodded back, tilting his carapace up and down. I watched in awe as he vibrated, his seam on the bottom slowly opening and revealing the ovipositor that was carefully tucked underneath. It was a deep purple and Rocky seemed to have complete control over it, twisting and turning it like it was a tentacle. It had small little ridges and bumps on the side of it and the thing was covered in mercury. I was tempted to make a joke about it being leaky, but I held it back. I swallowed deeply as I watched the xenonite shell stretch to accommodate the appendage. I was met with second thoughts at the size. Rocky really wasn't exaggerating. But, I took a deep breath. It's fine. I'm doing this with Rocky. I'll be fine. I'll be safe. Rocky wont hurt me. Never in a million years.
"Wow," I couldn't help the word from escaping my lips. Rocky cooed. "Grace like, question?" He asked, voice a little uneven from his seam opening. "Hell yeah bud," I said with an airy scoff, my hand moving to touch it before hesitating.
"C-Can I?" I gestured to the ovipositor.
"Yes, yes, yes. Grace can touch any and all of Rocky," Rocky answered and I had to bite my tongue to hold back a moan at the potential indication of that. I just nodded and moved to gently grab the appendage, rubbing it through the thin layer of xenonite, electing melodic sounds from Rocky. I smirked, proud that I was making Rocky feel good as I ran my hand up and down, occasionally squeezing and tracing the small bumps and ridges.
"It's beautiful Rocky," I said. "𝄞♪♫♩♬♪𝄢♬♩," Rocky responded and I giggled quietly, not understanding what he was saying but I could only assume it was a noise of pleasure, or at least I think. I could be a swear. He was... sensitive. Though I knew I shouldn't be too surprised, it was a reductive organ, of course it was sensitive. That didn't mean he was any less surprised or please with the realization. I wondered what it would feel like to have it in my mouth, going down my throat.
"Rocky put in now, question?" He finally asked, the translator wavering a little. I snapped out of my daze and stopped my movements. I scoffed before nodded and laid back into the nest. "Rocky want to adjust position. Grace okay with that?" I nodded and Rocky quickly moved to get off of me. He motioned for me to put my legs up and I complied. Rocky positioned himself behind my legs and stepped forward, two legs moving to situate themselves between my legs while two more moved to rest behind my knees, forcing them in place. He was basically folding me in half, my ankles nearly touching my ears. I guess though yoga positions I've been doing out of pure boredom have been doing me some good, because I know for a fact that I few years ago my spine would have already snapped in half in this position.
I swallowed nervously, looking at Rocky's carapace which was hovering over the space between my legs. His ovipositor wiggled, gently grazing the slick mess that was my crotch, a mix of slick and cum. I gasped and bit my lower lid, watching in anticipation as Rocky's ovipositor slowly entered me. It was warm, extremely warm inside of me. Not burning, but on the edge of that feeling. I knew Rocky's atmosphere was boiling compared to mine, with the average temp being about 210 degrees, so I could feel the warmth emanating from Rocky through the thin xenonite barrier. It provided enough of a separation that my insides weren't burning. But, oddly enough, right now I don't think I would mind that if its from Rocky. Wait what?
I really hope that's just my heat brain talking, or I'll have some things to discuss with myself when my heat is over.
"H-Hold on Rocky, slow down," I whined, and of course like I thought, Rocky slowed down. His ovipositor wiggling inside of me was probably the weirdest yet best thing I've ever felt in my life. I, quite literally, feels like I have a tentacle up my butt, moving independently inside of him and exploring. Not to mention the stretch and fullness I felt. There was plenty of slick to prevent any real pain, but no matter how much slick I produce it'll never be enough to properly stop the feeling of my body stretching to accommodate Rocky's size.
"Grace okay, question?" Rocky asked, voice tinged in concerned. "Yeah. Yeah, Rocky. 'M fine.... just... weird feeling," I managed to Rocky slowly edged deeper and deeper into me. It felt like I was being stuffed like a twinkie. I felt like I could feel Rocky's ovipositor in my throat. "Alright, alright, alright, I-I don't think you should go any deeper bud," I said, wanting to tell him early before his ovipositor went too deep and I was met with a sharp pain from the intrusion. The pressure, warmth, and fullness I felt right now is more than enough.
"Good weird?"
"Yeah. Yeah, good weird, Rocky," I whined.
"Rocky move now?"
"Mmmhmm, yes..."
I let out a sharp gasp as Rocky slowly started moving his ovipositor in and out in lazy thrusts, testing out and exploring inside me. "Grace cold. Cold, cold, cold. Tight. Very tight. Rocky like," He said approvingly. Now that I thought about it, I probably was like an ice cube towards Rocky, even when I was in my heat.
"S-Sorry, Rocky," I joked. "No. No need for apology. Rocky like. Feel good, good, good." He reassured and I just whimpered in response, the omega in me preening at the idea of making my alpha happy, the idea of making my alpha feel as good as he was making me feel.
"Rockyyyy..." I moaned as the Eridian started speeding up his thrusts, adjusting his ovipositor inside me and hitting that special spot that had me seeing stars and squirming at the stimulation. "O-Oh god, ohhhhh fuhhhh-" I arched my back, my hands moving to grab the quilt under me, desperate for something to hold onto. I could feel my eyes watering up at the stimulation and Rocky responded by vibrating on top of me with happy trills and cooed, causing the ovipositor to vibrate inside me. It really was like have some kind of tentacle dildo shoved up my butt. Not that I would know what that felt like!
I could feel my brain slipping out through my ears, my thoughts only filled with Rocky and how full I felt. And, I was starting to focus on the orgasm I could feel slowly coiling with each sharp yet gently thrust of Rocky's ovipositor against my prostate.
"Grace pretty, pretty, pretty. So leaky. So squishy. So loud. Grace make prettiest noises. Most pretty noises Rocky ever heard. Rocky like," Rocky cooed from above and I just responded with a high pitched moan, my grip on the quilt tightening. I was worried I might stretch it, but the thought slipped my mind as soon as it appeared. "Grace internal temperature rise. Grace close, question?" I just nodded frantically with a whin, moving my hips to try and follow Rocky's movements, only to fail miserably. Well, there goes that idea.
Rocky's movements quickened with renewed energy, thrusting in and out of me in swift and harsh movements. GOD did it feel amazing. So good. So good, so good, so good, sogoodgoodgoodgoodgood—
"Rocky!" I yelled as I came, trailing off into a moan and feeling my body lock up as a warm heat landed on my chest. I tried to calm down, but Rocky hadn't stopped his movements, in fact he was going faster, rocking me back in forth in the nest and filling my thoughts of Rocky, Rocky, Rocky, Rocky and the unbelievably oversensitive feeling of his ovipositor thrusting in me after an intense orgasm. He was chasing his own release, and my brain was way too fogged up from my heat to even care. I just relaxed into the nest and decided to take whatever Rocky was willing to give me. The pleasure felt like it was amplified by four, and I felt like I was going to pop like a balloon with how full I felt, but god did it feel so disgustingly good.
"Wh-Wha—" I could barely speak, noises of pleasure being ripped out between words and saliva overflowing my mouth. But, I could feel something thick pressing against Rocky's ovipositor. "Is Rocky's egg. Rocky have three," He explained while shaking on top of me. Oh, right! He mentioned eggs! I completely forgot. Jesus, the thought of being filled to the brim with Rocky's ovipositor AND his eggs? Ugghhhh... It was almost enough to bring me to the edge for a third time.
"Fuck!" I couldn't hold back the swear from leaving my lips as I felt the egg pop through my hole, just like a knot, feeling it move along the rest of Rocky's ovipositor and deep inside of me. I let out a soundless gasp as I felt the egg deposited in me.
"So good Rocky... feel so good," I rambled, random words spewing out from my lips. I started speaking and quicker and more frantically as I felt another egg pressing against my hole, feeling it struggling to squeeze in before popping inside. Another egg, the last one, followed and did the same thing. They felt heavy inside. They made me feel a whole 30 pound heavier, and I wouldn't be surprised if each egg weighed like 10 lbs. Eridian's are much denser, and therefore heavier, than humans.
We stayed like that for a few moments, just panting and... laying there doing nothing. I didn't feel that familiar yet annoying feeling of heat consuming my body. Guess Rocky's theory of his eggs acting as knot worked. Thank god. As much as I love Rocky, I really don't think I'd be able to go at if for five days straight like I could when I was in college.
"Grace leaky. Grace very, very, very leaky during mating, statement," Rocky finally broke the silence. I stared at him before chuckling and giving a weak nod, not trusting my voice at the moment considering I've just been screaming and moaning for the past hour like a girl in some porno. I shivered as Rocky took a step back and slowly started removing his ovipositor. He finally removed himself completely with a pop, causing my to let out a pathetic little whimper. I glanced at the spot between my thighs, seeing the large wet spot now on the quilt. Great, now I was going to have to try and figure out a way to clean this thing. Oh well. future me problem.
I glanced over at Rocky and hummed quietly. Rocky didn't actually deposited his eggs inside me, if he did I don't think I'd be breathing right now. The xenonite had stretched a considerate amount to hold the eggs inside. Rocky shifted, clearly uncomfortable with the feeling. I giggled. "Rocky be back soon. Rocky clean suit and remove eggs," He said before scurrying off. I giggled again before relaxing into my nest and reaching over to grab one of the pieces of fabric Rocky got me earlier, placing it over myself like a blanket.
I don't know how long Rocky was gone, my eyes drooping as I faded in an out of consciousness before feeling something tapping my legs. I glanced over, seeing Rocky standing at the edge of my nest. "Rocky allowed in-" "Yes, Rocky allowed in Grace's next," I finished for him and he just raised his hands, doing those little jazz hands of his before crawling into my nest. I snorted but scooted to the side to make room for him. He sat right next to me, tucking his three limbs under himself while his front leg moving to gently rub at my tummy. "Rocky! That tickles!" I giggled, immediately curling into my side. Rocky just trilled and kept gently poking and playing with my stomach. "Research say some omega feel cramp in stomach after mating. Rocky help cramps with massage. Help Grace," I just kept giggling, playfully swatting Rocky's hand away. "Well, I'm not cramping right now,"
Rocky didn't bother to listen and just kept poking me. I just rolled my eyes and started gently poking his carapace back, not that it did anything.
"Grace spend mating seasons with Rocky and Adrian when get to Erid, question?" I paused, feeling my face heat up.
"Like... both of you? At the same time?" I hoped I was just misreading what he meant, but Rocky just nodded with a happy coo, finally removing his hands from my stomach.
"Yes, yes, yes! Rocky do much, much, much more research! Teach Adrian how to take care of Grace during heat. Keep Grace happy and satisfied. Adrian much bigger than Rocky, but Rocky make sure Grace stretched enough for Adrian!" He said happily, bouncing from where he was currently loafed up next to me.
"Uhhh..." I trailed off. Considering how nice this was.... maybe it wouldn't be that bad? I know Rocky wouldn't do anything to hurt me, that much was obious, and I felt safe around him. He took such good care of me. And I know that even if Adrian is Rocky's mate, Rocky would probably yell at them if they managed to hurt me so....
"Sure, why not, bud,"