Bracken's Treat

He stood there for several seconds, trying to stop the shaking in his arms. Eventually, after nothing happening, he slowly opened his eyes, freezing when he saw the Bracken was stood just a foot away from him.

Every instinct told him not to look up, but he slowly did, his eyes drawing up its chest, the man having to tilt his head to look at its face. His breathing froze, his eyes wide as he stared at those featureless eyes staring down at him, betraying no hint as to what it was thinking.

It tilted its head at him again, and he looked down as he caught movement, seeing it bringing its hand up. It wrapped its hand around his neck, the man swallowing, knowing just how much strength it had.

It encompassed his throat, but soon its fingers left, instead focusing on the veins in his neck, the man feeling its fingers run along his tensed up jugular vein. It had claws, but to his surprise he could feel no force being put on them.

He looked back up to the Bracken, sucking in a short breath, and it tilted its head again, blinking at him. His eyes fell away from its face, not wanting to look at those glowing eyes, setting his eyes on the petals on its back, watching them shake again as its hand explored his neck.

He sucked in a gasp as he felt one of its claws press against his neck and he closed his eyes, but he quickly opened them again, looking down with wide eyes as that claw sliced through his suit, the man feeling the warm air against his neck.

It sliced more of the suit away, peeling it away to reveal his entire neck to the creature. He didn't dare do anything to stop it.

It set its hands back on his neck and to his surprise they were quite warm, the man failing to supress a shiver travelling up his spine. The Bracken froze for a second, and the man froze again, the Bracken soon continuing.

It wrapped its hand around his neck again, lightly pulling at the skin, and then he felt it dig its fingers under his chin, but the hard shell of the helmet halted it. It tilted its head again, pulling its hand away and setting it on the chin of his helmet, lightly scratching at it.

It had torn away the rubber that made a complete seal between his helmet and suit, but the actual helmet was made of a thick plastic shell protected by rubber, making it much harder to penetrate.

It brought its other hand up, setting it down on his shoulder, putting some weight on him, and then it set its other hand on top of his helmet, and he stood in fear as it pulled the item off his head, revealing his face to the creature.

He looked up at it again, seeing its head move slightly as it took in his features. It looked at the helmet for a second before lowering its hand, dropping the helmet on the ground, focusing its attention on him again.

He breathed in as it set its hand on his chin, its fingers running through the stubble. It brought its other hand up to his head, running its fingers through the thick hair on his head. The tension in his body was beginning to disappear now, slowly being replaced by confusion as a creature that should be violently killing him was instead running its fingers through his hair.

It switched from his face to one of his ears, feeling the soft skin on it, interested in how flexible it was. His panic soon returned though when it cupped his head in its hands, leaning down a bit, forcing him to look at its eyes.

Its head was inches from his own. There were no features on it, he could not see if it had a mouth or a nose, just the bright eyes. There was no iris,there was nothing at all, it was just a silver orb, but he could tell that it was staring him right in the eyes, examining every detail. It didn't seem to matter that he was in complete darkness, the creature could clearly make him out perfectly fine.

He let out a soft exhale and the creature leaned back a bit, shaking its head and leaning away further. He relaxed a bit more, opening his mouth and drawing in a quick breath.

"Aaack!" Out of reflex he brought his hands up, grabbing the forearms of the creature that had now jammed its thumb into his mouth, but he froze, and so did the Bracken. It stared at him, and then at his hands.

He quickly let go, splaying his hands out and bringing them back to his side, the Bracken tracking one of his arms until it came to rest at his side. It looked back at him, letting out a chitter and a short shake of its petals before it resumed examining him.

It felt along his teeth, testing how sharp they were. He had the brief thought of biting down, but he quickly dispelled it. It echoed another chitter when its finger brushed his tongue, and it immediately focused on that.

It continued for several more seconds, eventually pulling away, rubbing its fingers together. He looked up at it, seeing its eyes staring at his hand. The creature was intensely curious about him, examining him as if it had never met a human in its life before.

And it seemed the creature was far from done exploring him, the man's eyes going wide eliciting a gasp as he watched its hand reach down to his chest, intending to explore more of him, the man getting a bit worried as he realized this thing was far from done with him.

Instead of tearing his suit apart as it had done with his helmet, it decided to probe a bit, peeling back the covering that hid the zipper for his suit. It grasped it in its claws, peeling it down, stopping when it reached the end, just above his waist.

It then tried to pull his suit away, but the straps for his airtanks got in the way, the Bracken making an irritated chitter as it sliced them away, the airtank slamming to the ground behind him.

With that obstacle out of the way the creature was free to examine him more, pulling the suit away, revealing a simple white t-shirt. It poked at it, feeling his skin underneath. It seemed to be growing more and more agitated, and he closed his eyes, grimacing as it tore the shirt away.

The first thing it did was set its hand right over where his heart was, feeling the heavy beating, and rapid rise of his chest as he breathed heavily. There was a layer of sweat caking his body, the man all to aware of it as he'd had to deal with the humid conditions of the factory, the stuffy suit, and the constant terror of nearly dying all day.

This creature seemed perplexed by it though, running its hand over his chest, feeling the remains of the soaked through shirt. Just as it had been curious of the hair growing on his head, it was also curious of the sweat that coated his body, and as he looked up at it he could see it focusing intently on his chest.

It noticed him staring at it, raising its eyes to look at him. It looked at him for several seconds, glancing down him a few times before it decided on a course of action, setting its hands under his shoulders, lifting him up.

He lurched, squirming as he grabbed onto the Bracken's arms, but he quickly stopped when it pressed him against the wall, bringing him up to head height with the creature. It stared at him, and he found himself not wanting to look at its eyes, staring down at its chest, where he noticed it seemed to be breathing heavily, its chest rapidly rising and falling.

It leaned in closer to him and he looked back up, seeing it was looking down at him, and he tensed as it brought its head close to his upper chest, just barely touching it. Its head twitched a bit, and then he jumped as he could just barely make out several mandibles splaying out, barely grazing his chest as what must have been its mouth opened.

It made a low chitter as it leaned in closer, far different from the threatening noises it had made earlier, and he shuddered, his muscles tensing as he felt what must have been its tongue snaking out and tasting his chest.

It was long and thin, the man breathing heavily as it trailed across his chest. He looked down at it, seeing that its eyes were closed, still echoing that low chitter. It left trails on his chest, the man realizing that it was working its way up to his neck.

It brought those mandibles close to the vulnerable veins on his neck, and he flinched as he felt it close them around his neck, the sharp points lightly digging into the soft skin. He stopped breathing, seeing that the Bracken was now staring at him, its tongue lashing out at the veins on his neck.

His fear was still there, but the Bracken hadn't reacted to him resting his hands on its forearms, so he decided to take a chance, letting go of its arms and bringing his hands together, taking the gloves off.

The Bracken noticed, the man feeling its tongue freeze on his throat, its mandibles lightly pinching his neck a bit, making him tense up, but he still slowly proceeded.

He had the gloves off and he dropped them to the ground, seeing its eyes subtly move towards where it heard the items drop. He then slowly raised his hands up towards the Bracken's arms again, setting them down.

It tilted its head lightly, but then it resumed its activity, adjusting to get a different part of his neck, the man relaxing when it didn't get agitated.

His fear was beginning to die down now, the man becoming more confident that this creature didn't intend to kill him. He slowly wrapped his fingers around its arm, feeling the soft skin, gripping lightly, feeling the muscles tense under him.

The Bracken reacted to that, letting out another low chitter, and it leaned a bit more weight on him, the man letting out a sigh when it seemed to not mind.

He moved his fingers up to its bicep, feeling the muscles there, and lightly scratching at its skin, feeling its muscles go taut as he did that. He decided to scratch a bit harder and he felt its muscles spasm.

It pulled away from his neck and he grew worried, fearing he'd done something it didn't like. It stared at him, its chest rising and falling even faster than before, and as he looked at its eyes they almost seemed heavy.

It leaned in closer to him and the man sucked in a gasp, its mandibles clasping onto the sides of his cheeks, the Bracken staring at him for a second before it pressed itself on him more, closing its eyes.

Its mouth was pressing against his own, he could feel soft flesh against his own, and then he felt its tongue travelling over his teeth, pressing against them, mapping over him far more than its fingers could have.

His arms grew weak, resting against its arms, but he soon recovered, and he decided to wrap his arms around the creature's neck, moving one of his arms onto its head, lightly rubbing it. The Bracken appreciated that, a short chitter coming from the creature.

His fear of it was gone now. He didn't think that a creature that wanted to kill you would first get into a tongue deep kiss with you, so he grew more brazen, moving his hand from its head to its back, grasping one of the petals.

The petals shook, the creature jumping a bit, not expecting the gesture, but it quickly retaliated, wrapping its tongue around his own, forcing his head against the wall as it leaned in closer, tasting him as much as it could.

He ran his hand to the edge of the petal, realizing that the edge of it was quite sharp, but they also seemed to be sensitive, the petal vibrating as he ran his hand down it.

He realized that he had constantly been referring to it as an it, and he wanted to know just what it was. He left the petal, trailing his hand down to its shoulder, then to its chest. The Bracken was slowing down now, the man feeling its breathing slow as he set his hand on the center of its chest.

It seemed to be at least somewhat similar to a human, he could feel a heart beat as he rested his hand there, and he noticed just how fast it was beating.

He had closed his eyes, but when the Bracken pulled its face away from him he opened them, seeing it staring heavily at him. He hesitated for a second but he trailed his hand a bit lower, setting it on its stomach, feeling the muscles there tense wherever his hand roamed.

It brought its head down to his shoulder, the man watching as it splayed those mandibles out again, grasping his suit with them and pulling it away, setting its mandibles on his shoulder, lightly nibbling on him.

His other hand was still wrapped around its neck and he shifted it to hold the back of its head, the Bracken closing its eyes again. His other hand had moved down to its thigh now, and the Bracken started uttering a low, constant chitter, encouraging him to continue.

His hand soon found itself between its legs, and just as he had hoped and suspected, it was a female. It bit down on his shoulder, the man grimacing as he felt them pierce his skin, but they quickly pulled away, its tongue raking over the spots where blood was coming out.

He shivered, feeling its tongue graze over his wounds, and he decided to go further. His fingers delved into the folds, feeling the tight ring of its entrance. He moved his fingers a bit more, and they soon traced along the front of its slit, tracing over a little nub, the Bracken trembling.

It pulled away, leaving the wound at his shoulder to stare at him. Its eyes were lidded, he started lightly rubbing on the nub and its mandibles splayed, its head tilting down as the petals shaked erratically.

It stared down at him, and then it pulled him away from the wall, setting him on the ground. It wasted no time, it could see the bulge at his midsection, and it wanted to find out more. It set its hands on his shoulders, peeling away his suit, the man helping, shrugging his arms out.

With his arms free the rest of his suit was quickly dragged down, the Bracken kneeling to pull it down to his feet, where it was stopped by his boots.

He was just about to lift his leg up to take the boot off but the Bracken was faster. It grabbed him, spinning him around and setting him on the ground. It set onto him quickly, pulling the boots off his feet, then dragging the rest of the suit off, leaving him with nothing left but the thin fabric of his pants.

"Whoa, wait, wait. Let me do this part." She was about to tear apart the fabric, but he stopped her, not wanting to have to deal with the hazmat suit chaffing his skin afterwards. She relented, an annoyed chitter escaping her, and he quickly pulled the garment away, leaving himself completely exposed to the creature.

He saw her head tilting, taking all of him in, and he sat there on the ground, waiting for her to make the next move.

Soon enough, she did, stalking forward like a predator, her gaze anchored on his manhood.She stopped, her thighs right above his shins, and she sat down, leaning forward. She set one of her hands on his stomach, the other reaching down and grasping his erection.

She traced the tip with her thumb, and then she brought her head closer, her mandibles opening again. He squinted, trying to make out what she had, but it was too dark, he could see no more than the outline of her figure.

Her tongue lashed out first, wrapping around his member, the man groaning, leaning his head back. The Bracken chittered, and then he felt a warmth begin to envelop him. He gasped, looking up and seeing her engulfing him to the base.

She did not have a mouth, it was just her throat. She would use her mandibiles to tear food apart and then her tongue would shoot out, grabbing the food and swallowing it. She had no teeth, it was just her warm, insanely tight throat, and it was seizing around his member.

"Nnnngh." He groaned, setting his hands on her own, the Bracken grasping it, wrapping her hand around his. Her eyes were staring into his own, and he regretted ever having tried to avoid her, perfectly happy to have this moment continue forever.

She did not raise her head, she did not move to do any up or down motions, she just held him there, her throat massaging him, trying to suck him dry. He bucked, forcing her head up, but she quickly put an end to that, putting more weight onto his hips, pinning him to the ground. She seemed to want to be in control here.

She appeared to not need to breath, at least not through her mouth anyway, she could hold him here forever like this with no problems at all. The thought made him tremble, the Bracken noticed, her swallowing becoming stronger, trying to take him deeper.

He grasped her hand tighter, feeling his release draw closer. He had to distract himself, he wanted this to last longer. She started chittering.

His mind went blank.

Her throat convulsed around him, her chittering the final straw. He spasmed, grabbing her head as he groaned, his emission drawn out of him by her swallowing. She was still chittering, her throat massaging his entire length as she tried her best to suck his soul out of him.

He could do nothing here, his entire body tensing up, his eyes clenched shut and his hands desperately holding onto her head as he emptied himself.

He breathed heavily, gradually coming down from his high. It felt like she had drawn all the life out of him, his entire body going limp. She held him there for a bit longer, but when she was sure he was spent she slowly pulled off of him, relishing in seeing him squirm as her clinging throat struggled to keep hold of him.

He heard her swallow again, and he knew that not a single drop had fallen to the ground. Her mandibles returned to their resting state and she started shuffling forward. He was worried she was going to want to get to the main bit right away, but with how effective it was it would take him several minutes to be ready again.

She shuffled past his aching member though, and when she stopped just over his chest he knew what she wanted.

He brought his hands up, grabbing her ass and trying to pull her forward. She tensed up, freezing for a second, feeling her muscles tense as he squeezed down. He was too weak to have any hope of moving her himself, but she knew what he wanted to do and she moved forward, setting her thighs over him, lowering herself down until her lips were just barely touching his own.

He could not see anything, it was too dark, but he had done enough exploration of her to know that she was familiar enough.

He brought his mouth forward, dragging his tongue in between her folds, the Bracken emitting her chittering, and her petals started to shake too. She ground down on him, and her fingers fell onto his head, running through his hair, encouraging him.

He moved one of his hands away from her ass, setting it on one of the petals, the extension twitching when he grasped it.

He set his tongue to work, dragging it over her twitching opening, watching her shudder. She had a pleasant taste, and he found himself wanted more. He could see her looking down at him, and he watched her shudder, her eyes closing as he delved inside her, dragging his tongue over her depths.

She tilted her head back, breathing heavily as her thighs clenched around his head, her fingers clenching onto his scalp. He felt satisified, knowing that she was enjoying his explorations, driving his tongue into her as deep as he could.

Her pillowy flesh clung to him, spasming as it tried to draw him deeper, the Bracken's thighs shifting as he dug his tongue against her walls, tasting as much of her as she could. He hadn't expected her to be as tight as she was, but her core was packed with muscle, giving her an insane tightness that made his member twitch.

He drew back, feeling her fluids cling to him, and she looked down at him, a dissapointed chitter coming from her. Then she started squirming again as he dragged his tongue up her folds, her thighs closing around him as his tongue grazed across her clit.

The petals on her back shook, the Bracken closing her eyes and leaning forward a bit as she wrapped her fingers around his head, pulling him up against her, desperately wanting him to continue.

He was more than happy to oblige, setting his lips against her clit, massaging it with his tongue. He brought his hand away from its petal and he brought it between her, rubbing her opening as she stared down at him, her body tensing and her eyes half lidded.