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Everything stopped. My heart, my lungs, my body, the whole world seemed to stop as that word left his lips.

I love you.

Love.

My mouth fell open and I stared blankly at him, every fiber in my body in shock.

How did he... how could he possibly have known? I couldn't even comprehend it. If he had known all along... if he knew... "How did you..."

"I've always known about love," He said, reading my mind like the genius he was. He pecked my frozen lips softly and then brushed his thumb over them. "They taught us about all the chemical reactions the brain can make, but I never understood it before I met you. Just like I didn't understand so many other things before you came into my life. Carly," He made my watery eyes pin on him when he squared me with his purple orbs. "I know how life is created, I know everything about the universe from the age of dawn to this very second, but I knew nothing about the actual world before you taught me. Before you showed me." He moved me a little closer and brushed his hand through my hair. "I knew nothing before I knew you, and now I don't want to know anything but you. You are my world. Breathe, Carly."

I drew in a needed breath when I realized I hadn't sucked in oxygen in nearly a full minute, but Charlie's words... I couldn't take them in. My head was swimming, my eyes were crying, and my heart... my heart...

"Say something," He begged me, giving me a little clench.

I had no words. No... words.

I was supposed to teach him about love, but somehow, right now, he had taught me. I had forgotten how it worked, how it felt, until he showed up and became a part of my life. In his smile I saw true affection and in his touch I felt sincerity. When he held me in his arms and breathed out peacefully, I felt more than just passion and pleasure; I felt him.

I felt his love.

He didn't even know what it fully was yet, yet he possessed it and gave it to me with all of his being. When he kissed me, it wasn't because he just wanted it, it was because he knew I needed it. He didn't stop until he could tell I was satisfied. It was like he sustained himself on my happiness, yet harvested it and let it instigate his own.

When he first came here, he was imitating my every move, copying my actions, but not anymore. He wasn't a mirror when he loved. That was completely his own. I didn't teach him to kiss, didn't teach him to reach for my hand and hold it whenever he felt something was missing in his. I never told him that showering me with selfless pleasure and attention would win any girl's heart, and I certainly never told him that saying 'I love you' would have this effect on me.

He did all that on his own, and I had no idea how to cope. Even now as he only held my face in his hand and looked at me like I was his whole world, I was lost; No words, no air, no thoughts.

But right now, I needed none of the above. Just him.

I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my lips to his, feeling him ease under me and lean back as I fell into him. He pulled me on top of him and situated me on his lap where he grasped my hips like his life depended on it and kissed me like I was his air and groaned like he had never experienced true happiness and pleasure until this moment right here.

I knew I hadn't.

I drew back, only to pull my shirt off my body, feeling Charlie's hands trail up and unhook my bra, getting rid of that, too. With a moan, he then detached himself from my lips and descended to my breasts, cupping each of them and kissing them. He showered them in bites and licks, drew needy and broken sounds from me while I felt his erection grow between my legs. I combed my hands through his hair like he liked it and heard him purr. I tilted my head down and witnessed the goosebumps that spread across his skin.

My beautiful Creature.

In a soft sweep, Charlie rolled us both over and trapped me beneath him and begun kissing his way down my stomach, lavishing my skin with animalistic sounds. When he reached my pants, he unbuttoned them and dragged them off my legs, taking the time to actually peel them off instead of shredding them. He wasn't in a rush this time. He spent whole minutes before he took my panties off as well, smoothing them gently down my legs, before dropping them to the floor.

But when my wetness and arousal wafted up into his nose and glistened at him as he parted my legs, his control slightly snapped. He kept his pace slow, but there wasn't much finesse about the way he pushed my legs up and dove down to my cleft, licking my juices into his mouth. The cry that came from my lips wasn't very ladylike either, but nobody cared as need corrupted us both.

Charlie pushed against my clit and drove me to the brink of ōrgasming before drawing back and looking up at me. Breathlessly, I looked down at him and met his carnal eyes that darkened as he slowly leaned forward again and pressed a single kiss to my heat.

And that was all it took before I toppled over the edge.

I breathed raggedly through my ōrgasm as it overpowered me, Charlie licking me through it. My legs shook and my voice whimpered out strange sounds, none of them sensible, but he understood them anyway. When I was too raw to touch, he moved up and climbed above me again, only to see me shake my head, grabbing his shoulders. He lifted his brow, but complied easily when I pushed him sideways and rolled us over again. He fell back against the mattress and let me climb on top of him again. "Carly..."

His needy groan of my name was cut short when I clenched him through his boxers and felt how throbbing hard he was. He hissed, but then exhaled when I dragged his boxers down, climbing off him only briefly to get them off completely. When I situated myself on top of him again, his hands came to my hips and tried to bring me down on him, but in that second, a wisp of common sense swept through my head.

"Wait, condom."

"What?" Charlie's voice was coated in lust. Confusion mixed with it and caused the most enthralling look to slip onto his face. Innocence and animalistic prowl all in one.

"Condom," I breathed and pulled myself up off him, getting off the bed. Charlie looked like I was abandoning him with his raging hard on when I begun slipping out of his room. "Wait there one minute. I'll be right back."

I gave his confused face one last glance before I ran into my bedroom, through to my bathroom where I knew I kept a pack of condoms hidden behind some of my old lotions and soap bottles. Digging it out, my mind briefly wondered if the condom would even fit his enormous length and girth. Even the largest size I had would probably only fit him snugly.

But snugly was better than none at all.

I grabbed a few of them and then rushed back inside the bedroom where Charlie still laid, breathing hard and erratically. When he saw me come in again, he practically pulled me down before I had even gotten onto the bed. I gasped as his lips slammed against mine and kissed me hungrily, desperately. Apparently a minute was a very long time to be separated from me.

I kissed him back, but then drew back to hold up one of the condoms, laying the rest on his nightstand. Charlie looked at the square foil package for a moment, then frowned a little. "What's that?"

"Condom," I breathed as he kissed my breasts, having missed those as well. "Prevents... from getting... pregnant." Apparently my brain had forgotten how to string together coherent sentences.

I knew I was on the shot, but I had no idea what Charlie's sperm was on. The rest of him was magnificent and unique, so it wouldn't surprise me if birth control didn't work on his swimmers. Even normal sperm sometimes found a way to impregnate a woman on birth control that was practically 100% safe. I could just picture Charlie's heavy loads impregnating me, and God knew only what complications that could bring.

I therefore pushed Charlie down on the bed and climbed down to his thighs where I could see him glancing down at me as I grabbed his thick length. He gritted his teeth, but then watched with curiosity as I opened the foil packet and pulled out the condom. As suspected, it was a bit of a tight fit as I rolled it over his thick head, then down his shaft. He twitched a little in my palm, but when I finished, the condom sat perfectly. I climbed back on top of him, seeing Charlie sit up as well, leaning up on one hand while the other curled around me and cupped my rear.

"You sure?" I whispered, meeting his eyes. It was his first time, after all.

He nodded back up at me. "I love you, Carly."

My heart clenched, but the words couldn't pass my own lips.

Couldn't or wouldn't?

I distracted us both by reaching between us and grabbing his sheathed length. Charlie hissed, but then shuddered when I brought him to the swollen lips of my labia, letting him slide in between them. A strangled sound left his throat when he nudged my clit, then came down to my entrance and felt the warmth of it at last.

I slowly sunk down on him, letting out a whimper when his head alone stretched me. It had been too long since I'd had anything inside me, much less something the size of him. "Oh, fuck..."

Charlie's chest rose and fell rapidly as I descended on him inch by inch, feeling myself stretch and zing in pain as I took more of him. I went up a little, then back down, gritting my teeth when I knew I was only halfway. Fuck, it was like he went on for miles.

"Carly," His grip on my rear was almost painful, but he held me still when I paused to adjust. "Are you okay? I—"

"Big," I just said and dug my free hand into his shoulder, feeling his tense muscles coil when I marked him with my nails. "Fuck, so, so big."

Charlie bit his teeth together when the process nearly killed him. I could feel him twitching inside me, so ready to thrust. The amount of restrain it took for him to keep still was more than I'd ever possess, but for me, he kept still while I got used to his size.

I finally exhaled a gasp and took the rest of him in one last go, hearing Charlie holler as I descended completely. I whimpered when he slipped deeper inside me than anything else had ever been, all of him throbbing inside my snug centre.

Charlie clenched my hip and gripped the sheets, but didn't move one fraction as I sat there, moaning under my breath. He looked up at me, eyes glowing with so much worry. I could tell he was scared that he was hurting me, but the honest truth was, he wasn't. Not that much, anyway.

"I'm okay," I breathed out and dug my fingers into his shoulders again. He was just so big. Pulsing inside me, touching my womb without even trying, he filled me to the fullest. I knew it would take some getting used to, but in the end, it would be worth it.

So, so worth it.

"Carly," Charlie's voice was filled with gravel and the expression on his face looked pained. He throbbed even harder inside me and clenched the sheets in his hands until his fingers dug through the mattress. "Please..."

He couldn't wait anymore and neither could I. I moved my hands to the back of his head and combed my fingers through his hair, the same time I lifted myself up off him and came down on him again. A sharp breath left us both; mine more of a whimper, Charlie's one of pleasure. His mouth fell open and he stared up at me in amazement. The look in his eyes nearly threw me over the edge right there.

"Charlie..." I got crippled by the tug of pleasure that ripped through my abdomen when my hips begun rolling by themselves, fueled by his intense eyes and the throb of him inside me. Charlie responded to my moan by leaning in and pressing his face to my chest with a deep rumble. He breathed me in while I rode him rhythmically, feeling his thick length slip deeper inside me each time. His hand came to nest on my lower back and followed my movements, rolling with my hips and squeezing my rear.

He hadn't even been inside me five full minutes, but I already knew from the first second I never wanted him to leave. Being connected with him like this, body, mind and soul, it was everything I wanted and everything I suspected he wanted as well. He had never looked so relaxed and at home as he did in that moment, arms wrapped around me, head to my heart. I looked down and brushed his golden strands, feeling my chest clench when he purred.

He softly pressed his lips to my heart and then pulled me closer until my chest touched his. Skin rubbing against each other's, his cock sliding in and out of me and his deep groan filling my ear, I felt myself begin to tremble. I didn't know it was an ōrgasm before my hips begun rolling faster, gaining momentum. My breaths became shorter and Charlie held me tighter, raising me up off him and pulling me down hard on him until I started hyperventilating. A sound came with each of my exhales, just as the wet sound of his cock slamming into me became shorter and shorter apart. My whole body started convulsing, and through it all, I heard Charlie grunting below me.

"You're tightening around me," He panted as I climbed my peak. A strangled groan came from his throat and a violent shudder went though him. "Can't... hold back... need to..."

His hips took over and he pulled me down flat on top of him as he laid down. Grabbing my waist, he begun thrusting up inside me. I scrambled for purchase as he slammed himself into me so hard and so fast, black spots started dotting my sight. "Ahh! Charlie!"

But then white light exploded behind my closed lids and I came apart with a scream.

Shaking and listening to the continuous wet thrusts of Charlie plowing into me, I screamed and clenched him. It was too much, too good, I couldn't control anything. "Charlie!"

"Fuck!" He roared and gripped both my asscheeks in his hands, holding them as he continued to thrust into me. "Carly! I can't stop... can't—"

"Oh, God—I'm... I'm—" I couldn't believe it. I was having a double climax, getting tackled by another one before the first even ended. I couldn't do anything else but cling onto him as he plummeted inside me. I squeezed my eyes shut, then screamed when I exploded around him again. He tore through my body, filled it up with the ōrgasm he gave me and left me breathless to the point where I thought I was going to die from not getting enough air.

But then, just as I thought that, Charlie roared like an animal and jerked inside me. The next second he erupted, and by erupted, I meant literally.

"Oh, God!" Panic zinged through me as I felt the condom break and his hot cūm begin to fill me up. I arched in his arms, but then a rush took hold of my body, a rush that made me shrink around him, unable to move. My body didn't respond to my brain anymore; It was as if something compelled me to clench him until every single drop of him had filled me up.

And there was a lot of it.

"Charlie..." I twitched with small intervals as my core shrunk around his length that continued to ejaculate. I was spiraling out of control, feeling my head spin with him, with his climax. "Oh God, Charlie... pull out!"

"Can't!" His face twisted as he shot another load inside me, a groan tearing from his chest. "Can't.... stop... don't know... what's h-happening..."

"Fuck." Another tremor went through me as he begun leaking out of me, filling me up with more than I could contain. This was bad. This was catastrophic. My body didn't agree however, as it continued to milk him, until finally, with a sag, Charlie collapsed beneath me.

It was over. The rush passed and silence filled the room, our labored breaths the only breaker.

Charlie didn't move. I couldn't move. Neither of us spoke for minutes while the aftershocks of our climaxes paralyzed us and left us both nearly comatose.

But then Charlie slightly stirred, alarming me about the fact that he was still inside me—still hard.

"C-Carly..." His voice was guttural and raspy. "I couldn't stop... couldn't—I had no control—"

I winced when he carefully lifted me and pulled himself out of me, taking off what was left of the condom. I tried to push myself up off him, but the ache between my legs kept me put and I instead stayed on top of his chest, trying to put my scrambled mind together.

Charlie came inside me. He had filled me up with his semen, which was now slowly dripping out of me. My body still trembled from whatever rush had torn through me when my brain felt him release inside me. Even without an educated guess, I knew this was some kind of Creature thing. Apparently his sperm meant business; They were most likely the answer to ending infertility, and he had just shot about a crapload of it into my pussy.

"Fuck, Charlie, what did we do?" I whispered, squeezing my eyes shut when he gently brushed my back, trying to soothe me. "The condom... this is my fault, I shouldn't have—"

"No," Charlie broke me off, then surprised me by rolling us both over so that I could rest on my back, feeling the soreness throb between my legs. He then cupped my face and made me meet his purple orbs which were so full of agony as they stared down at me. "I'm so sorry," He whispered, leaning down and pressing his forehead against mine. "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I couldn't control myself and I ended up... I—please, I'm so sorry, Carly..."

Two things occurred to me in that moment; The first was that I couldn't recall Charlie ever having apologized before. Just like 'stop', the scientists hadn't used it around him, nor had they apologized much to him for what they put him through, so he didn't understand the concept of an apology.

But right now, right here, he said the words and meant them more than he meant 'I love you.' He kissed my lips and kept repeating them, his voice a shaking mess as he tried to rectify what he clearly had had no power over, just like I hadn't either. He hadn't been able to control his climax, I hadn't been able to control mine. That was just how it was, and it couldn't have been stopped.

Which brought us to the second thing.

"It wasn't your fault," I whispered and slowly gripped his hair, my muscles so spent I could barely even lift my hand. Charlie looked at me with pleading eyes, plagued with guilt. "We didn't know this would happen. We can't be held accountable, we just... I don't think we can do this again."

"What?" The guilt in his eyes was thrown out and replaced with something that resembled panic and shock all at once, along with just a tiny bit of anger. "No! I want to be inside you again." He begged. He pushed my legs apart and brought his still rigid length to my sensitive folds and let himself slide along them, making me flutter my eyes shut. How was he still hard? His lips touched my neck and a small groan came from him. "Don't tell me we can't do this again, please. I'll do anything. I'll wear two condoms. Three. Four—however many you want me to," When he cupped my face and looked at me with desperation, I opened my eyes. "Please, Carly. I'm so sorry, but don't tell me I can't be inside you again. Please."

"I..." I bit down my moan when his tip nudged my clit, then slid up and down between my folds again. "Charlie, it's too risky... the damage is probably already done—"

"Then what's the harm in doing it again?" He leaned down to my lips and made me pause as his tip did the same at my entrance. "I love being inside you." He brushed his lips against mine, groaning deeply when I mewled softly. His head pressed against my entrance, throbbed, but stayed exactly where it was. "You're so tight, so small... you cling around me so perfectly."

"Charlie..." God, I couldn't think. We shouldn't, for Christ's sake, this was so beyond bad.

"You're so warm and you clench around me so hard when you climax," Charlie moved down to my throat, nibbled on my skin and left a burning trail of kisses down to my collarbone. I moaned softly and felt how his hips now slowly pressed forward, easing just the head of his cock inside me. It was still a stretch and made my sore pussy scream at the intrusion, yet it welcomed him willingly. 

"Fuck, you're so snug around me. I don't know how you fit me, you're so—" He groaned as his length slowly sheathed itself inside me, his inches sinking inside me again until he couldn't go further up. "—tight. I love you so much," He slowly drew back out again, then carefully thrust back in. I cried out softly. "Perfect little human."

"Charlie," I arched below him and gripped on to his arms as he begun a slow pace, sliding languidly in and out of me. I was still so sticky from before, but God I couldn't deny that I wanted to be stickier. He was addictive, his words, his body, his cūm. I knew it somehow had something to do with him being a Creature, but I just didn't care in this moment.

I wanted to feel him inside me again and again until I passed out from bliss. At the rate he was currently going, it wouldn't take long.

"We're in such deep shit," I whispered and looped my arms around him, pulling his lips to mine and salvaging as they lavished mine hungrily. Yeah, we were officially doomed and I had officially lost my mind, and I couldn't find the common decency care.

"I'm deep in you," Charlie murmured back and pushed himself deep inside me to emphasize his point. I moaned and curled my toes. "Do you feel me, Carly? Is that good?"

"Mhm, so good," I bent my legs up to allow him better access, better room to thrust even deeper. I was going to be walking funnily tomorrow. Hell, the rest of the week. "Faster, Charlie. Go a little faster. And sorry in advance."

His hips gained a little more speed the same time he hoarsely groaned; "Why... are you saying... sorry?"

"Because I'm going to scream again," I warned him, feeling one already building up in my throat. "I know you don't like that."

"I like these screams," He exhaled against mine lips, then thrust hard inside me. "Scream for me, Carly."

And that I did.

And continued to do so through the better part of the night.

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Couldn't let my boy go out of 2017 without a bang, could I? Nothing less than a full chapter of fucking would do him justice, so... yeah. Lots of fucking. Creature style.
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(Sorry, ma)