Sparrows Need Engineers Ch. 04: Found

He wanted to see it.

He wanted to see her.

Rappashae felt the bed jostle, her mind waking just enough to remember she had another person lying with her. Opening her eyes to see the back of his head, hair spilling and messy across his pillow, she smiled. Feeling her lip was moist, she raised a finger, wiping it and feeling it was in fact slick.

Lifting her head and seeing the wet spot on her pillow, embarrassment filling her as she tried to wipe away the evidence of her deep sleep. Flipping the pillow and beginning to try and use her fingers to comb her hair straight, trying to pull out the tangled knots and wondering where her hair tie went.

Crames rolled to his back, "Good morning." He said groggily, smiling as he saw her putting her head to the pillow and smiling back to him. Her hair straighter and a morning poker face that tried to look angelic, and not like she had covered a portion of her sleeping area in saliva.

"Good morning." She said quietly, pulling the blanket over her lips and giving herself a reassuring wipe while trying to look innocent. "How did you sleep?" she asked.

"Mmmm- Really good." He said as he stretched, rolling to his side to face her.

Both staying quiet as they looked into one anothers eyes, wondering what they should say.

"Can I make you breakfast?" Rappashae asked.

Crames looked at the bed, wanting something else but wondering if he was being too intrusive. But deciding to take another step, he rolled away from her.

Rappashae watched him roll away, confused for a moment until she watched him beginning to scootch backwards. Inching closer towards her, she fought the urge to reach for him, wanting to grab him and yank his body to hers.

Instead raising an arm outside of the blanket and letting him come closer, allowing the cover to bunch between them. She wrapped her arm around him and gave a gentle affectionate squeeze, feeling her hard cock hump into the blanket.

She was happy she told him what she was, but she was fearful he may not like this part of her. It was brutish and ugly, she would be happy to not think of it as long as he was satisfied and filled with joy. Smelling him on her sheets and enjoying the embrace she was able to provide for him.

"What would you make for breakfast?" Crames asked, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the embrace she gave him once again.

Rappashae thought about it for a moment, not wanting to say it too quickly as she had already planned it and had the ingredients waiting. "Hm, I would enjoy some waffles, maybe with some cherries and homemade whipped cream?"

Crames opened his eyes, unable to believe he was in this position. "Please, I would love that."

"Then I'll get up and get started." She said softly.

"Wait." He said with a little bravery in his voice, pushing back into her.

She stopped, wondering what he would ask as she waited.

"Just a little while longer."

Smiling she settled back in, rolling slightly to hug him more.

......

Crames rushed around the apartment, ensuring everything was clean with last minute preparations.

"Crames, I'm sure she'll enjoy being here, you don't need to lose your mind-"

"Was pizza the right move though, she loves to cook, should I have cooked!?" Crames asked frantically as he cut Tuegrin off mid sentence.

"If she don't like pizza, then I don't like her." Jerec said with a sarcastic glare.

"NO NO, you'll love her, she's great-"

*Knock*Knock*

Crames whipped his head around to look at the door, breaking out into a light footed sprint as he got to it and yanked it open.

"Hi! Rappashae! Hi- did you have trouble finding the place?" Crames said, trying to desperately mask his nerves.

Jerec gave Tuegrin a knowing smile before looking to the door as well.

"It was easy to find, thank you for having me over tonight." She said as she entered, leaning down to kiss Crames on the cheek.

Crames blushed, seeing Jerec stifling a laugh as Tuegrin gave a fool hardy grin.

"Rappashae, how have you been?" Tuegrin asked.

Rappashae reached out for a hug, embracing her and answering, "I've been great, how have you two been doing?"

"Not too bad, just watching our little boy grow up." Jerec said as he patted Crames on the back.

Crames scowled at him, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Rappashae smiled, "He's quite the man, and I'm lucky to have him." She said, wrapping around to hug him as she spied the pizza boxes on the counter. "Oh did you order pizza?"

Crames smiled, "Yes, I didn't want you to have to cook for us, so I ordered it, I hope you like it."

Rappashae smiled, "I love pizza!"

"Good." Jerec said, giving Crames the sarcastic glare once again.

......

Crames closed his bedroom door, nervously turning around to see Rappashae standing and looking at a pin board above his desk. He quickly ran through a mental check list to ensure he didn't leave anything out that might be embarrassing. But looking at Rappashae he couldn't help but feel butterflies in his stomach as he wondered how he had managed to enter a relationship with her.

She wore a dress that went just below her knees, a loose blouse adorning her top with her jacket draped over her arm. He watched as she looked to him, smiling with care as she waited for him to speak.

"Uh, so this is my room." Crames said.

Rappashae chuckled, "I can see that, it does look like a bedroom."

Crames blushed, "Would you like to sit?"

Rappashae looked at the bed he gestured to, setting her jacket on the end of it and then sitting down, hearing the squeak of the springs compressing to her weight. She ran her hand along the top of the comforter, wondering if he always made his bed or if this was a special occasion since she was visiting.

"Thank you for coming tonight, I had a lot of fun." Crames said.

"I did to, but the nights not over, what else did you want to do?" She asked, patting the bed next to her.

Crames looked at it, his body on the verge of trembling, a vivid vision flashing through his mind.

Springs crying as the bed bounced, mouth gasping as drool dripped from chin, thrusting hips that showed no remorse.

He quickly brushed the thought away, looking to his desk, "I just got a new laptop, we could watch t.v. on it, if you want?"

"Can we cuddle while we watch?" Rappashae asked, raising an eyebrow.

Crames gave a bashful smile, "Of course." He grabbed his laptop and opened it, using nervous fingers to login and start the streaming service to watch t.v. "Um, what would you like to watch?" he asked.

"Anythings fine, I'm not watching anything at the moment and I don't mind starting wherever you are." She answered.

Crames scrolled through, unable to find anything that looked particularly interesting. Clicking something random he hoped for the best as the first episode started, angling the laptop to show the screen to the bed better. He turned to lay down with her, wondering where he would sit for a moment, seeing she was lying in the center with her back on his pillow and the headboard.

"Here, let me move over." Rappashae said, sliding to the side and leaving space for him.

Crames sat next to her, feeling the mattress was sinking to her and making him slide closer because of it. He couldn't help but see the parallels to the previous situation, when he sat on the couch in that damned shuttle that brought him here. Instead of the woman next him wearing shorts, this one wore a dress, and most importantly. This one cared about him.

He pushed into her wanting to feel her warmth, her arm wrapping around him and rolling to put her front to him.

"Are you comfortable?" she asked.

Crames looked up to her, seeing care in her eyes, so patient and giving as she made sure every need he may have; was met. His chest thumped hard, smelling her coco butter scent as she was enrapturing him with her essence. Mind fuzzy and body wanting, he twitched as he felt it, his cock throbbing.

He didn't plan this, didn't intend for this to come up, but he had to feel her.

"Crames?" she asked, seeing him look up to her, nervous and needy, her heart melted. Moving her hand slowly, not wanting to push him, but feeling something was wanted in that moment. Not only by him, but by her as well.

Crames felt her finger on the bottom of his chin, holding him with care as she admired the doting state she had him in. Moving slowly towards him, inches vanishing away as she was taking his entire world and safely caring for it, caring for him.

He felt her lips touch his, gentle and soft, reveling in the warmth her soul gave him as he held his breath. Almost moaning to the elation that was provided, this was a kiss from someone who deeply cared, someone who needed him like he needed her. This was a kiss from a lover.

Rappashae broke them apart, seeing his face was red and his eyes were hooded, she wanted more. Wanted to take him right then and there, to start her favorite process of milking him dry, time and time again as he lost his mind to her.

She gulped, needing to pause this, how she wanted to continue and to have a night of passion with him. But she feared he may lose that spark he felt for her, "Crames, wait."

Crames almost broke to the statement, flinching as he instantly felt his being pull away.

"Crames...I'm not-" she froze, wishing she didn't have to give him this fact, but knowing it was needed.

Crames gave her a concerned look, wondering what she was going to tell him, did she not want this?

"Human..." she said quietly, her eyes turning away from him and looking down her own figure.

Crames gave her a confused look, wondering why she would bring that up, following her eyes and looking down. He remembered.

The first time he saw a tent in a pair of shorts worn by a similar woman, the way his chest tightened in fear. But then the long nights of wanting, grinding his ass into the bed as he spent countless gallons of water and hours of time cleaning himself. The way his body wanted to act on its own, wanted to drop to its knees and put his ass in the air, wagging back and forth in a slutty offering.

'Here I am, break me to your will, pound my boy pussy like you own it and breed me like a whore.'

His body felt so hot once again, seeing the swelling proof under her dress, a faint trace becoming more apparent as it wasn't rigid with lust.

Not yet.

He had practiced, he had trained, thinking of one but now wanting to give it to another. He could do it, would she have him like he dreamed, or would she be more caring. Looking up to her eyes and about to speak-

"You don't have to touch it, don't even have to look at it." Rappashae said with worry, "I'm sorry, I know it's not what you would want, and it's- it's so ugly. Please don't think I'm expecting you to do anything with it."

Crames furrowed his brow, "Rappashae-" he felt her kiss him, his mind going blank as he felt her tongue invading him. Need to speak being drowned out by groping hands and quick fingers, then feeling it, body flinching as his hips bucked. Breaking the kiss to look down as a whine escaped his throat.

"I like to do something different." Rappashae said, cooing in his ear as she followed his gaze. Taking in a deep breath as she watched his twitching cock in her grip, stroking upwards and feeling him tremble to her touch. Oh by the sun that graced the planet with warmth he was perfect, the delicious morsel of human male that was just timid enough.

Making her primal side growl as she needed to abide by her want, looking back at him as she kissed him once more. That wanting whine that echoed in his throat, his legs rubbing together as his pants where undone and he was so bashful on display.

"Crames, I won't hurt you, but if it's too much. Tell me and I'll stop." She said.

Crames tried to speak, but his hips thrust as he craved the touch from her, something so needed but deprived of it. Feeling her slip away and move down the bed, watching her lay atop his legs, so large and commanding. Her eyes beginning to glare at his cock, what did she plan, why was she going down there?

Rappashaes mouth moved closer, lushes lips puffing, smooching the tip of his dick.

Crames twitched, "HAH-" he gasped, never knowing this kind of heat and slickness against his wanting member. "Rappa- Rappa-" he whispered.

Rappashae sucked, his entire cock disappearing into her mouth and down her throat, holding him as she felt him gasp and twitch. Looking up and watching him, mouth hanging like a fool as his eyes rolled and he folded almost in half. Oh he was perfect, the greatest little thing to torture with pleasure, she almost snarled as she began to work her tongue.

Crames wasn't small, but her maw was quite large, allowing him to find the gracious sopping wet mess that was her clenching throat. Her tongue snaking from behind her lips and over his balls, feeling him shake as she used the coddling serpent to bathe his sack.

Rappashae was about to begin working when she felt heat, searing hot essence spewing, his hands going to her head and lacing into her hair. She sucked harder, tonguing his shuddering balls as the throbbing dick inside bucked and spit for all it was worth with premature affection.

Crameses mind went white with overflowing pleasure, every fiber of his being singing as the waves of wracking heat tore through his body. Is this what all blow jobs felt like, or was this special to Rappashae, his body bending to her will. Fearful that he might be sucked into her mouth whole, he clung to her, legs twitching as they tried to wrap around her torso. Fingers wrapping locks of hair as he hugged her head and whimpered, trying not to scream out in bliss that he had never known before.

She could feel him now, doubled over and hugging her head, his precious tool so sensitive and tender. In the perfect state to allow her to have the real joy she so desperately wanted.

Crames drooled and grunted, his mind pondering for a moment what was next, he had popped so quickly he was sure he should feel embarrassed. But something dawned on him, twitching as his eyes drooped to look at his lover.

She wasn't stopping.

She sucked and lapped at his cock, feeling it loosening but not fully deflating, her hands beginning to move. One gripping his back as the other wrapped around his balls, her face beginning to bounce as the impossible vacuum held him inside. Gulping down the divine cum and sucking every drop that may remain in his tempered cock. He thought he was imagining it, but then realized it wasn't a fever dream but instead reality.

She was pulling life back into his tender cock, his writhing body being unable to handle the greedy touch. Panting and gasping as spit flew from his babbling maw, asking, pleading, begging, what was she doing, how could she bring him back up? But she did, with ease in fact, his cock hard once more and her tongue beginning to dance across him. Lavish lips wrapped around him as she throated his manhood and used his divine rod to drive him to madness.

"Rap-Rappa-" he tried to speak, his entire being bucking and writhing like a fish out of water as she kept him wrangled to the bed. "Wha- GAH!- wha-t are you~nnnn"

Rappashae removed her hand from his back, letting his throbbing dick free from her mouth and catching it. Lightning fast hands with a touch just heavy enough to make his eyes roll and hair stand on end. "This is what I truly love to do, Crames." Her voice was husky with lust, powerful in nature but not by force.

"T- to- suuuu"

He couldn't speak, sentences refusing to form as she stroked his sanity away.

"My favorite thing to do, what I truly love most..." She paused as she turned her eyes to glare at his cock, watching it throb and swell with the most delicious shade of pink. "Is to make you lose your mind."

"HAAAHHHH-nnn"

She almost let out a lusty chuckle, watching his teeth clench as his eyes went cross, his cock flaring as a gracious white dollop of seed was cast to the air. Landing on his tummy as he clenched and moaned with body tearing bliss.

Crames was barely able to register a thing other than his body zapping from the orgasmic persecution, hearing her speak again.

"I want to spoil you, I want to watch you go mad with pleasure, I want to watch you become a babbling mess while sticky with your own cum."

Rappashae wanted to keep going, his cock letting go of its life and trying to convince her of its own satisfaction. But she knew how to bring it back, a knowing finger on a teasing button, pressed after entry through his back door. Would he let her do it though, most men weren't crazy about the idea of a futa partner, but even fewer would let her have her way.

Striking their cum button until they couldn't even remember their own name, hips humping her hand as sanity was packed away. Replaced with nothing but the understanding that they were her toy for the night, to be milked as many times as she saw fit. Till their balls were dry and cock was a withered shadow of what it once was, it was so marvelous to watch them slip. Falling into the tar like pit of orgasmic shock, drowning in its throws as everything released. Eyes vacant as their soul was stroked from their body and they could think of nothing but the pleasure.

She almost let a drooling tendril of lust slip from her lip, thinking of Crames in such a gorgeous state. That panting needy face that wanted nothing more than to feel her, would he be as wonderful as she dreamed. Fingers digging to her flesh as he became addicted to the spoiling touch she could provide, with enough practice she would soon have him.

Trained to not care about the ugly thing between her legs, but instead pumping himself into the womanly relief just behind it.

She felt worry bubble forth, worry that he might not like what he saw down there.

Crames felt her move, coming to his side and wrapping him in her embrace, one of her breasts almost covering his face. Her leg swooping over him, wrapping him in her warmth, kissing his forehead and squeezing him tight.

"Don't leave..."

Rappashae heard it, a whisper so faint she almost thought it was the wind, she rolled her weight. Letting more of herself envelop him, "I'm right here." She cooed.

......

Crames woke up to his bed feeling much warmer than usual, almost to the point he was sweating. Furrowing his brow he looked to his side, eyes wide as he saw Rappashae sleeping next to him, a slight line of drool from her lips. He watched her as the memories flooded back to him, her scowl watching him cum like a lunatic. Teeth shining as she snarled with pleasure, watching his cock erupt again and milking him dry.

Or what he thought was dry, her short explanation ringing in his mind, her want to make him lose his sanity through cumming like a fountain. He thought of another way she could make him do that, his face red as he wondered what he should do.

She made the first move, she was obviously interested in him, his dick didn't need to be in her mouth for him to know that much though. But should he now make a move of his own, grabbing her and rousing her from her sleep in an erotic display of what he could offer.

'Hey good morning, watch your fat futa fuck stick disappear down my throat and give me a breakfast treat.' He thought in a bubbly voice. His face burning with embarrassment, he could never be so bold that he would do that.

But then he thought of something else, what she mentioned the night before, prior to her giving him what could have been the best climax of his life. His mind reminiscing of that clenching throat and sweeping tongue, his chest so tight as he wanted to feel that again. But concentrating and forgetting his swollen morning dick, he thought of what she mentioned.

'You don't have to touch it, don't even have to look at it. I'm sorry, I know it's not what you would want, and it's so ugly. Please don't think I'm expecting you to do anything with it.'