The (un)Lucky Girl

"... Selena, you don't have to- " he began, but she put a finger to his lips, silencing him.

"I know," she replied, "But I want to. If you want me." There was a hint of vulnerability in her eyes - a sense of self doubt that only came from having one's heart on the line. "I haven't had a boyfriend since I was thirteen and I have no experience at all, but.." She paused for a moment. "You make me feel warm inside."

Marcellus kissed the tip of her nose. "Of course." It was sweet, and cute - something about it being innocent in its own way. And yet he felt torn up inside. He wanted to give this girl everything she dreamed of, but part of him was terrified of what would happen to him if she didn't survive the surgery. If he got extremely attached to her.. No. He shook those thoughts off - feeling that they were selfish.

"Even though we don't really know each other, I feel incredibly drawn to you, Marcellus. There is chemistry here, right? Or am I being stupid?" The young woman spoke passionately - sounding like her old self again. Strong and determined somehow, whilst still daring to be vulnerable.

Marcellus chuckled softly, stroking his thumb across her chubby cheeks. "No, there's definitely chemistry here."

"T-Then would you pretend to be my boyfriend until.. Until the surgery?" Her eyes were pleading, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just let me stay by your side, for as long as I can."

Marcellus felt himself getting a little choked up. "I can do better than to just pretend," he promised.

--- 3 ---

"Okay, you can come in," Selena called from the bedroom, her voice shy and nervous. As Marcellus did so, he was pleasantly surprised to find her wearing nothing at all except for a pair of thigh-high socks and a gentle smile, on full display in front of him. They stared at each other - the young man in only his boxers and the young woman completely bare before him. Selena seemed to take pleasure in staring at him - taking him all in with her big eyes, like she wanted to imprint every detail into her memory. She bit her lip seductively. "Do I look okay?"

The bed was made, the room tidy, and the light low and inviting to set the mood. Selena looked beyond adorable in her choice of outfit - the socks in stripes of red and white, fitting for the season. The pose she had struck was more than a little suggestive, on her back with her legs lifted up towards her face, exposing her beautiful pussy with its cute puffy labia lips. Her inner thighs glistened slightly. Her rounded hips and curvaceous thighs were smooth on her chubby figure, complimenting the shape of her body. Her hair, like hematite, was loose and spread out on the pillow like a crown.

"You are absolutely breath-taking, Selena," Marcellus assured her. "You have nothing to worry about." He walked closer to the bed, then sat down at the end, looking at the girl as she wiggled her toes against his leg. Her soft socks moved up his leg until they reached his crotch, and she attempted to caress his bulge with the ball of her feet. She looked so innocent, her lips curved upwards into a content smile, her gaze locked onto his cock, hidden behind its veil of fabric.

Selena seemed to be hyper aware of him - watching every subtle movement he made, like a predator. Or like cornered prey? He couldn't quite tell. Perhaps it was a bit of both. Marcellus could sense how nervous she was, struggling to breathe normally - her chest heaving slowly and deeply as she laid on the bed before him, ready for whatever would come. The girl looked positively tempting. And beautiful, with her sweet features.

"C'mon," she said, pouting at him as if daring him to pull the trigger, "Put it in me." She ran one of her hands over her tummy, stopping at her hips as she lifted one knee up.

"Not yet," Marcellus responded softly. "Let me kiss you down there first, hmm?" He crawled closer, the mattress dipping beneath his weight. As he bent over the young woman, his nose was immediately assaulted by her scent, awakening something primal within him - an aroma so sinful and decadent that he couldn't help but grin. He looked into her eyes as he began to kiss her inner thigh, placing gentle, swift kisses on her skin - soft enough that it would tickle. His warm breath seemed to excite her, and her cheeks turned red.

"O-Oh," Selena mumbled, tilting her head back and biting her bottom lip as Marcellus nuzzled up against her thighs. "S-Sure.." she managed to say, as he came closer, kissing her hipbone, and then the very top of her mound. Her thighs quivered with anticipation as his lips got closer and closer to her labia. It was sweet torture - both of them waiting for the moment they could finally touch. "Mmmmh.." she moaned softly as his tongue lapped at the side of her outer lips - tasting the sweetness from her arousal.

Her taste was heavenly, so warm and inviting, and Marcellus loved how wet and and ready she already was - even though he had barely begun to play with her yet. He used his manly hands to part her lower lips and used his tongue to caress her inner folds - starting at the top and dragging downwards, slowly taking her taste in. Selena's legs fell to the sides as she moaned softly, her hands running through his hair - gently, cautiously, as if trying to guide him. She was trying to contain herself, but her entire body was quivering with need.

"A-Ah.. Oh my God that feels so good..." She whimpered softly, lifting up her torso as her hips instinctively began to rock. "I had no idea it would.. Feel this good.." Marcellus placed one hand on each of her inner thighs, and gently pushed them back down - pressing her butt against the mattress and preventing her from rolling her hips. Then his tongue found its way to her clitoris, and he drew gentle circles around it, teasing her mercilessly - feeling her muscles tighten, her body react to his every move. He started to lick more directly now, wrapping his lips around it and sucking it into his mouth, playing with the sensitive button - bringing forth sounds of her sweet bliss.

Selena threw her head back as she cried out - her pleasure bordering on too much, as Marcellus teased her relentlessly. Her eyes were shut, and she had an almost pained expression on her face, a blush covering her entire body as she breathed hard through her mouth, her heart beating inside of her chest like a hailstorm on a cold winter night. "Oh god.. O-Oh my God yes.. F-Fuck, yes, keep doing that, just like that..." The girl's body seemed to convulse under his every touch as she grabbed at the bed sheets tightly, moaning loudly.

Within minutes, it became too much for the poor girl - and Selena arched her back as she came violently, whimpering and attempting to call out his name, though her voice barely registered above a whisper. Her body shivered as Marcellus made sure to draw it out as long as possible - tasting her essence on his lips as she continued to thrust herself into his face, gasping for air as she rode out the waves of pleasure that flooded her body.

As Selena went completely limp on the bed, Marcellus gently caressed her stomach, then up to her perky breasts as she slowly came down from her high. The girl was panting, her pupils dilated and her cheeks flushed - smiling shyly at him as he moved upwards, getting on top of her after removing his underwear.

"G-God damn," Selena said in awe, "You're.. I never imagined it would be that good."

"I hope that you'll like the next part just as much," he said with an amused flair, before kissing her lips and grinding his erection against her wet pussy lips. She moaned into the kiss, her body trembling with pleasure. Their tongues danced wildly - like pagans around a bonfire - all inhibitions lost to passion as he positioned himself between her spread legs. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself up against him, then they broke apart with a wet 'smooch' - and her eyes were alight with excitement as she stared up at him, anticipation written all over her features. "Ready for this?"

"... A little nervous," she said quietly, "But.. Yes. I want this." Selena pulled him in close again, kissing his cheek - almost nuzzling him - as if looking for comfort.

"We'll go slow. Tell me if it hurts okay? And I'll stop if you want me to," he said, holding himself up on one hand and using the other to guide himself closer to her entrance, attempting to find the perfect angle for penetration. He felt her tense up as he pressed the tip against her, and looked down into her eyes as she stared right back at him adoringly. "Try your best to relax. Take a deep breath for me, okay? Let go of your tension."

The young woman nodded, exhaling shakily as she relaxed her muscles, and Marcellus put just enough pressure against her that he began to slowly sink into her warm, tight pussy. She spread her thighs further, and he got the first inch or so inside. "Are you okay?" he asked quietly, and she simply nodded. He continued his descent without haste, pushing her apart. He could tell from the look on her face that it must hurt a bit, and she felt so tight that his cock even felt a tinge of pain.

"... Keep going," she urged him in a shaky voice. The next push made her breath hitch - but with a little more effort, he managed to bury half of himself inside her, and the rest seemed to get there on its own accord. Their lips found each other again as she clung onto him, kissing him feverishly. "H-Holy fuck.." Selena groaned. "Nnngggh.. You're so big," she whimpered softly against his cheek.

"It'll start feeling good soon," he promised, but there was no hesitation on her part - she was clearly ready for more now, as her inner walls seemed to grip onto him tightly - holding onto him like he was her anchor.

"Feels good already," she breathed, and nibbled on his neck as he pushed deeper inside of her. She mewled sweetly as he pulled out, then filled her again, just a little further, and he could feel himself pressing up against the back of her tunnel, but Selena simply smiled. Marcellus continued at a slow rhythm as Selena kept gasping and moaning into his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "Hnnnggghh.. Take me.. Make me your woman.." she whined, her nails digging into the skin of his shoulders, then she looked up at him with pleading eyes, like a goddess demanding a sacrifice. Her words and her gaze lit a fire inside of him, and he started to push himself deeper and deeper with each thrust - making love to her more assertively now. The room was filled with the sounds of wet slapping skin, and soft moans and grunts as they got more into it, their bodies beginning to move together as if in tune.

For the next few minutes it was as if time itself stood still. They exchanged no further words - it had become unnecessary. Their bodies were like one, their pleasure shared between them - and they both got lost in the moment; holding onto it, and each other, for dear life. Selena was whimpering with every thrust, feeling every single inch of his cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy, leaving a trail of wetness on her inner thighs. He leaned down to suck on her nipple as she moaned with need, arching her back to push herself closer against him.

He could see the climax approaching with stormy steps just from the look in her eyes, and she saw the same mirrored in his own. Non-verbally, she begged him to finish her off - her skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat as she clamped down on him and then released again, over and over again. Marcellus groaned, determined to please this beautiful creature that had come to him in such dire straits - desperate for someone to hold her, love her, be there for her.

As the climax washed over them, Selena pushed herself upwards to take him deeper - letting out the sweetest, most erotic moan yet. Her whole body convulsed, shivering in delight as she came, squeezing every inch of his member - and Marcellus in turn coated her insides with his thick seed, filling her up completely with his love-juices. They held onto each other tightly as their bodies began to go limp, exhausted and gasping for air, his cock still buried inside of her as they embraced, smiling at each other lazily - feeling utterly content.

"... Wow," she murmured, as he pulled out of her and laid by her side, the two of them looking at each other with dreamy eyes. "I think that's the best orgasm I've ever had in my life," she breathed, kissing his forehead lovingly. "Was it good for you too?"

All he could do was smile as he nodded, wrapping his arms around her plump body and pulling her close. In that moment, Marcellus knew without a doubt that there was no one else he'd rather be in bed with than her.

"You are the best thing to ever happen to me," she said quietly, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for saving me."

--- 4 ---

Marcellus drummed with his fingertips against his work desk, letting out a sigh. Another stressful day, but he couldn't focus. Selena had sent him a couple of text messages throughout the day, but it was clear she wasn't doing nearly as well whenever they were apart. The girl was needy - of that, there was no doubt - but he didn't mind. It was, however, exhausting to feel so helpless, knowing he had absolutely no control over her fate.

He typed Scottish Highland cows into the Google search bar. They sure were cute animals, especially as calves, with their long thick fur and grumpy-looking faces. After scrolling through the images for a while, he began investigating where one could find this special type of breed in Sweden - and to his dismay, only a singular farm seemed to have them in the entire Stockholm region. It took some digging around on the internet - but once he had the name of the farm, finding the phone-number was easy enough.

He dialled the number and took a deep breath. "Hello?" said a voice on the other end, whom seemed to belong to an elderly man if Marcellus had to hazard a guess.

Marcellus introduced himself politely, and then inquired if the farm accepted visitors, specifically to see the Scottish Highland cattle. No luck. "We're not a petting zoo," the man on the other end said with a huff, "and I cannot make an exception for you, especially during this time of year. The animals are kept indoors in the winter."

Marcellus sighed in frustration. He wanted to get Selena the experience she had requested. He wanted her to be happy, and this was the thing she had asked for. Perhaps it was just wishful thinking on his part - but Selena deserved happiness, and perhaps a few hours alone with some cuddly Scottish Highland cows might be what she needed to regain her spark.

"I'll pay you for the trouble," Marcellus suggested - but that didn't seem to appease the man at all. So he decided to be as straight-forward and honest as he could manage. "Sir, please.. My girlfriend.. She has a brain tumour," he started - and he could feel his emotions really seep into his voice, but he wasn't able to hold them back. "Her final wish is to pet one of your Scottish Highland cows. I need your help. If there is any chance you can find an exception to your policy and allow us onto your farm, I would be incredibly grateful." His voice trembled ever so slightly at the end, and he ran one hand through his hair as he sat there, unable to bring himself to continue speaking.

After a long pause, the old man made some sort of smacking noise with his lips, then grumbled an answer. "Alright. Sunday, this weekend. 4pm," and with that, he hung up on him without saying another word. Marcellus let out a deep breath, as if he'd just remembered how to exhale again. He decided that he would keep the event a surprise from Selena, but he texted her something that would pique her curiosity.

"Surprise trip on Sunday. You and me. You're free, I hope?" and a heart emoji.

He got a quick response back. "Whatever time I have left, I want to spend it with you."

--- 5 ---

Marcellus and Selena were inseparable. They spent every night together, and for the past two nights, she'd been waiting outside his place when he came home from work, sitting on a bench in the snow with her coat on, and a scarf wrapped around her neck. She had mittens with matching ear-mufflers, and her cheeks were rosy as she smiled at him.

"You could just stay inside my apartment, you know?" he said with a smile as she ran into his arms to greet him with a hug. "You don't have to return home every day."

But she shook her head. "No, I have stuff I need to take care of during the day. But I am thankful that you're letting me spend my nights with you! You have no idea how much it means to me!" She grabbed his hand as they walked towards the entrance of the old brick building, their feet crunching on the fresh layer of snow. They held hands the entire way to his apartment, even while Marcellus opened the door for her.

They had gotten to know each other a little bit better. Selena was a decent cook, and an excellent baker. Her favourite colour was indigo, her favourite food was lasagne, she liked to doodle, and she sang in the shower. But Marcellus cared little about any of that; he would have gladly accepted her regardless of her preferences, interests and quirks. What he cared about was that they made each other smile, and the affection they showed one another. There was no doubt in his mind that she had a big heart, and it broke his own to see her suffering so much. She'd told him all about how she felt about her family - how they had left her to fend for herself for the most part from an early age. He could relate to her pain. He had never known his parents. Didn't even know their names. They had just left him - like an unwanted burden - inside of a 'baby hatch' at the fire station. For most of his life, even though he had little trouble making friends and had dated previously, he had still felt alone.

Each night, Selena and Marcellus made love at least once. The girl was insatiable, now that the door to such pleasures had been opened. "I just want to please you," she kept saying - and that was true, no matter the activity, from gentle foreplay to taking it rather roughly. They'd gotten creative with ways to try out different positions, and Marcellus couldn't get enough of her cute little giggle whenever he suggested they'd try something a little naughty. Selena always insisted on the lights being turned down, at least a little bit - the glow of the moon providing the only illumination. Even when they did it in the shower, they had turned the lights off and lit a few candles in the bathroom instead. "It's not because I'm shy," she insisted, "It just feels more romantic!"

Eventually, Sunday came around, and Selena looked up at him with those big eyes that had become his everything. "Can't you tell me where we're going now?" She pouted slightly, putting on a pleading expression that made her look extra cute.

"Nope. It's a surprise," he teased. The two of them were seated in the backseat of a black Volvo S40, the taxi driver taking them about half an hour north along the slithering roads - far out into the countryside of the deep forests of Sweden, evergreen trees littering the snowy landscape outside. Outside of the cities and towns, Sweden often felt like an abandoned place where only nature remained. When the car came to a stop at the gates to a farm, Selena looked confused at first - and it wasn't until after they had stepped out of the taxi that she figured it out.

"... A farm?" She turned towards Marcellus with a suspicious expression on her face, her hands resting against her hips, "Did you really.." she had trouble finishing the sentence as the realization seemed to hit her, then she immediately hugged him tightly. "Oh my God..!" She peppered his face in kisses, jumping up and down like an excited child. "Did you really!?"

"You told me it was one of your biggest wishes," he said with a chuckle, "And I want to make all your dreams come true." Seeing her reaction warmed his heart - the smile on her face brighter than the midday sun. Selena grabbed his hand and dragged him through the snow to the main building on the farm. It was an old, rustic-looking house, and there was a barn off to the side, and another further in the distance. They both looked at each other with excitement, then knocked on the door.