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It was late afternoon when you were in Tenna's office, relaxing on the couch with your legs up to your chest. This was the most comfortable position to be in for you, since Tenna had given you permission to take your shoes off here. You kept a book open on your knees, a monster romance, you were a big fan. Not as much as you were a fan of Tenna, but he had to agree with you when you told him that these kinds of stories sadly didn't get highlighted at all for cinematic adaptations. So books were your main source.

This one was particularly engaging. A lady with a troubled family history agreed to be married off to a cursed wolf monster in exchange for her company, since the monster had gotten terribly lonely. The protagonists were well characterized and the writing had such an elegant touch, that it even made……the smut parts pleasant to read. It was short, but all good things have to end eventually.

Your heart fluttered in your chest, when the monster in the book explained to his companion that he could shift in size with a lot of effort. They were naked on the bed, and she agreed to be put inside his snout so that he could toy with her with his huge tongue. Your cheeks were probably going red, betraying your enjoyment of the scene.

Your lover chose to get inside his office, slamming the door exitedly, at the worst possible moment conceived by darkner kind and lightner kind alike.

"Hello!!! My little star!! I'm finally done with the shows for the day! How are you doing?"

Your surprise made you close the book immediately, and regret showed on your face when you realized that you forgot to put the bookmark back in. Not that you could have forgotten at what point of the book you were, really. Your feet touched the floor, hoping to hide the state your body was in.

"Tenten! Hiii! I'm alright! Was the last segment tiring?" You tried to match his excitement.

He quickly traversed the room to get to you, then picked you up to spin you in his arms. You couldn't save the book from falling pitifully on the couch.

You held his shoulders to keep you steady while he playfully showered you with electrically charged kisses.

"I'm glad you're okay! It was indeed tiring, but nothing that can't be solved with some quality time with my sweetheart!"

Ever since you officially started dating, his nicknames for you had been upgraded with the possessive adjective. It always amazed you how your heart would start beating with joy at this little change.

"The power I hold in my grasp is strong, and I'm happy that the gentletv here finally notices my grandeur!" You mocked in an elegant, yet goofy tone.

Tenna nuzzled his screen into your hair, gleefully breaking your act.

"What were you up to?"

Having been caught completely off guard, you looked away. That would have been a mouthful to explain. Not that he was unaware of your...literary choices, but it would have been pretty freaking embarrassing.

"I...was reading. A book." You wet your lips.

"That one?" He looked on the couch, his gaze probably falling on THE COVER ILLUSTRATION WITH THE WOMAN IN THE MONSTERS'S MOUTH, HOLDING HIS FREAKING UPPER JAW WHILE SHE WAS HELD IN A SITTING POSITION BY HIS TONGUE. You at least were thankful that the lead heroine was clothed.

"……yeeeaaahhhhh." The word almost turned into a groan. You smacked your lips in embarrassment.

"What's it about?" He asked with the most innocent tone ever.

"Turn it around." You muttered, not being able to summarize the plot in a coherent way in your daze.

Tenna crouched and grabbed the book, supporting you with a single hand, and read the synopsis on the back. It was elegant and vague enough not to spoil everything, but enticing nontheless.

"The author drew the illustrations and the cover." You tried to distract him, so he took a second longer in observing the drawing on the front.

"Are you enjoying it?" He turned to you.

"Oh absolutely." The television’s smile grew at hearing your words.

"I really like the monster in this one. He's sweet, and kind, and he even roleplays to make his spouse happy. They aren't in love though."

"Roleplays?"

It slipped. You used one of your hands to hide the inevitable blush of your cheeks.

"Ooohhh. Oh. Oh hochi mama." His screen flashed the color test pattern for a few seconds, after showing his face again. Now it was his turn to get embarrassed.

"So it's...explicit."

"Yeah. But it's really well written."

No matter how much time passed ever since your first time together, you two always kept getting flustered at the thought of intimacy. It didn't ruin the moments you spent in bed, of course, but after your embarrassment passed, you always enjoyed seeing your partner still sporting an entirely pink screen, especially when you took the lead. Sometimes his blush even glowed in the color test pattern all over his face, but you didn't have a preference.

"Did I interrupt you? Sorry." Tenna got all flustered again, antennas twisting onto one another, making your cuteness aggression grow.

"Tenna, it's okay. I just forgot to put my bookmark back in. There's no way I can forget where I left off, trust me."

"...where was it?" He asked, voice meek.

You realized that being this stubborn was getting old, so you took a deep breath.

"Do you see the cover?"

He nodded.

"They were……having sex like that."

"Oh, um, well, yeah. I...get, the point you're trying to make, haha." If possible, his screen got even pinker.

Your hand went back to rest on his shoulder, so you had the time to gaze at him properly. Only that you weren't gazing at him, per se, but at an impossible scenario: Tenna descending on your minuscule form to lick across your entire body, his tongue warm on your shivering skin, before delving into your l-

You snapped back to reality. The smut probably got to your head a bit too much.

It would have been too much for your adorable TV dork, who oftentimes cried and apologized for fear of hurting you. It would have remained a fantasy, because you would have never done something only for your gain and pleasure, without also having his pleasure in mind. You shook your head to drive that fantasy away.

You soon noticed that the shoulder you were gripping had started to faintly shake. Tenna was still facing away from you.

"Tens? Sweetie, are you okay? I didn't mean to upset you that much. We don't have to talk about the book anymore if you don't want to."

All of a sudden you were terrified of having gone too far. The book was now destined to your solitary reading time, back in the light world. It was something you were absolutely sure of doing if it meant making you partner feel better.

"No, it's...not that- star, not at all. You didn't do anything. I'm fine."

"Then what is it? You're shaking and I'm getting worried."

You held the hard plastic edge of his face with one hand, trying to make him face you. His display was completely and utterly pink, when he reluctantly gazed into your eyes.

"...it's something stupid and you'd probably refuse, star. You don't have to listen to the silly ramblings of this lil' old CRT."

"No, please, I want to hear it from you. Whatever it is, I won't get mad. Promise."

You gave Tenna a moment to gather his courage.

"I...was thinking..."

You wet your throat.

"...that if you wanted to……we could try doing that too?"

The we was stressed. Your cheeks burned. You had to know.

"Doing...what?"

"That...predicament- uhh…position? An experiment? Only if you feel safe to do so of course! You know that we could manage something with me size shifting, but…"

It was as if he had read your mind. Your ears probably started blushing too because you never felt them being this hot before.

"Oh stars, I know I shouldn't have proposed this. Now you'll think that I'm a pervert, or maybe even wo-"

You gently kissed one of his cheeks in a rush, to distract him from his train of thoughts.

"No, it's……I thought...the same thing, actually."

"Really?" He couldn't hide the happiness in his voice.

"But I thought it was a bit too heavy for you, since I would be the only one to enjoy it. I wouldn't want to make you feel like a means to an end."

"Sweetheart..."

Tenna locked his lips with yours, faintly tasting your tongue on his and leaving static in your mouth. Pressure started to build inside you, almost stealing some of your breath away.

"I enjoy spending time with you. It's not always about pleasure, but I… like making you feel good. I love it. So if I can, I want to try this with you, together."

You smiled warmly at him.

"Oh, who am I kidding. How much do you like going down on me, exactly?"

Tenna couldn't hold back a flower from sprouting on his nose, but quickly recovered seeing you being so nonchalant about all this.

"I could do it for hours, star. So don't feel like you're making me do anything, because I would very much like to try something like that with you."

That had you fully convinced.

"All right, my gentletv, tell me when you're not busy!"

He got close enough to brush his lips on yours again, almost whispering into your mouth.

"Even tonight if you want."

His attitude was starting to get to you, as you felt wetness start to build up in your core.

"But isn't your house too small? You could bump your head on the ceiling!" You asked, legitimately concerned.

"Who said we'd be going at my place, sweetheart? There's an old stage we don't use anymore. If it's almost empty now, it'll be even emptier when the studios are closed."

"Ooohhh, I see your point."

Tenna nuzzled your cheek again affectionately to make you snap from your naughty thoughts. You couldn't help but giggle.

"Then it's settled!"

He put you down and handed the book back to you.

"Guess we have to thank your author back there for giving us ideas for new episodes!"

After an awkward pause, you both blushed.

"Seriously, how you can come up with such phrases is beyond me, ahahahahaahaha."

"It made you laugh though!"

"Guilty as charged!"

After drying your fake tears from your eyes, Tenna radiantly escorted you out of his office.

When you gulped the last bite of your dinner, it finally dawned on you what you would have had to prepare for. You almost started trembling in your seat.

After cleaning all the dishes, taking a relaxing, hot shower, and drinking the last sip of your coffee, you went to your bedroom, passing by the TV in the middle of the living room. You almost didn't want to look at it in embarrassment.

You laid down on your bed, trying to focus. Thankfully, getting to the dark world came natural to you at this point, so it didn't take long for you to open your eyes to the dim lit green room. You came just 30 minutes ahead of the time you and Tenna had agreed to, and at this hour the studios were just closing up.

You spent that half an hour picking up your outfit in your dark world room. In the end, you opted for something comfortable but not too casual, since it wasn't really a date. You wanted something that wasn't too difficult to remove, after all.

After getting dressed up, you headed straight for your partner's office. Still hearing a voice from inside the room, you waited patiently for Tenna to be done. It was mostly paperwork at this time of day. When he opened the door and saw you, his antennas perked up and his smile lit up completely. He was still wearing his usual stage jacket.

"My sweetheart! You're finally here!"

Tenna took your hands in his, brushing them with his thumbs excitedly.

"Hi Tenten, I missed you."

You brought his hands up to your lips and kissed his gloved fingers.

"Are you done with work?"

"I just finished! What about you? Are we all ready to go?"

The tension got almost stuck in your throat.

Tenna was speaking as if you would have simply gone for a date at the movies, even if the smile on his screen quickly got wobbly at your silence. He just made everything so cheesy with his cheerful attitude.

"Y- yeah."

"Then let's go! I'll lead the way!"

Seeing that you were rooted to the spot, Tenna squeezed your hands gently.

"...if it's alright with you."

"Huh? No, no, it's okay, just...I'm a bit nervous."

He smiled warmly at you, then let go of one of your palms and calmly started marching towards the opposite corridor from where you had arrived. His pace wasn't fast to let you follow up at your own rythm. His voice trembled when he faced the direction he needed to go.

"...me too, star."

You squeezed his hand back.

After a few minutes of walking through empty corridors that seemed endless, Tenna got to a door that hadn't been painted anew in a long time.

He flicked some switches to his side and the stagelights illuminated the entire hall. The floor was made of wood, and the seats in front of the stage were all filled with boxes over boxes of props. You clearly used a door that was originally for backstage purposes. As he said, the ceiling was very very tall, so you hoped it would have been enough. The red drapes had even been pulled higher than they normally were.

"I've had this place dusted for when you came back. There was too much junk and you almost couldn't walk around in here, can you believe it?"

Before you could have added any kind of apology for forcing him and his staff to comply with you weird ideas, Tenna turned to you with a raised finger.

"Don't worry, we would have had to clean up anyway, so this just sped things up! Don't want you catching anything and me getting dusty, do we?"

"No, you're right."

He let go of your hand to grab two old coat racks near the back of the stage, putting them close to the entrance. He then started removing his jacket while taking a deep breath. Mostly to calm himself more than anything.

You hesitantly did the same. When you crouched to remove your shoes, you felt a weird cold sensation in your pants. You almost got worried until you realized that the chilly, wet area was located right beneath your pubic mound. It then hit you. You've never gotten this turned on before. It felt like they had splashed water on your panties. You didn't even do anything together and here you were, shaking like a little leaf.

You bit your lip and tried, emphasis on tried, to focus on getting your godforsaken shoes off, when your gaze wandered to Tenna, who was struggling to unbutton his white shirt.

You felt your cheeks catch fire. He unfortunately noted your stare and shrank a few inches.

"Heh, uhm, I...can't seem to, ah, stay still...haha."

"Y-yeah, I get it."

"Sorry, star. Didn't think a shirt would have been my biggest enemy tonight, heh."

You realized that he probably thought that you were staring because he couldn't take his shirt off, and not because you were looking at his ‘merchandise’. You chuckled as his little misunderstanding put your racing mind at ease.

"Hey, nothing happened. I wasn't staring for that reason. Here, let me just..."

You got up calmly and worked your fingers through the buttons of the shirt, maybe even taking a bit longer to brush your digits on Tenna's firm chest.

You felt his tender gaze on you, probably accompanied by that wobbly smile of his, making you blush again.

"What would I do without you, my little star..."

"Come on, it's no big deal, really."

"What were you thinking of then, if not about me being a dummy?"

You puffed your cheeks, feigning annoyance. The buttons gave way.

"You can figure it out yourself!"

"Oh really?"

He completely opened the shirt to expose his plastic casing and carefully removed the sleeves, never once looking away from you.

Tenna threw the garment away without even bothering to look for the coat rack. It's clear that he was looking for something else. Your knee twitched.

Your eyes moved to the floor, just a bit behind where he was standing, and he took this chance to gently place a kiss on the ear that was facing him, making your heart skip a beat. He was still basking you in a delicate pink glow.

Tenna grabbed your arms, that were still fully clothed since you only managed to remove your shoes, and angled his head to avoid bumping his nose. What at first were little smooches, soon became soft licks on your neck, just under the ear he kissed earlier, and then he playfully bit you, making a faint sucking sound.

Not knowing where to put your hands, you placed them on his chest, while you adjusted your foot beneath. You were already starting to go in a daze.

"Weren't we supposed to...?"

Tenna stopped, hot breath almost whispering on your skin.

"I know, I just wanted to do this before my tongue got as big as your arm, sweetheart."

That sentence made your heartbeat skyrocket. With a burning sensation under your eyes, you looked at Tenna, who was now gazing at you. Mouths parted in awe, you closed the space between you, and you shut your eyes.

You held each other a bit tighter when he started tasting you, leaving static over your lips. It was less intense than the ones you were used to, so you only managed to faintly feel the texture of fangs on your tongue, but you didn't mind. You liked everything that he did and it was probably the same for him.

Breaking the kiss, your eyes lovingly stared at his screen, that had gotten flushed with the color test pattern. You loved him so much.

Tenna let go of you.

"Would you prefer it if I kept my gloves?" He asked when he started to take his pants and shoes off.

"No, please. It'd be weird if you had them on with me in your grasp." You almost couldn't believe that that would have really happened, in a few moments.

Tenna did as he was asked, showing all the mechanical tendons over his palms, then proceeded to remove his boxers, leaving his silicone dick in full display.

You could do nothing but watch like a deer caught in the headlights, as he recovered the shirt and put all of his leftover clothes on the coat rack, before turning to you again.

Your heart was now pounding from the embarrassment of forgetting to remove your own clothes, but Tenna didn't care. He thought you were adorable.

Before he could do anything else to you again, you quickly stuttered.

"D- do you mind if I stay...over tonight? I was thinking that I'd probably...need a s-shower after this."

He smiled, nuzzling his screen into your forehead and giving it a gentle kiss. That instantly made you relax.

"Of course you can, star."

As if to thank him, you awkwardly pressed your mouth against his, with your cheeks still completely red from embarrassment.

You gently licked his lips, asking him to invite you in, and so he did, deepening your kiss again and holding you closer against his mechanical body.

Lost in bliss and in the fuzzy electrical feeling on your tongue, you felt something shifting.

You barely had time to breathe when the hands holding your scapulas started getting bigger, moving all over your back softly. The tongue that was tasting you, too, grew larger, fiercer, but only for a moment before pulling away from you. The lips pressing on you changed in shape, and you opened your eyes to see Tenna letting go of you, steadily getting larger and larger.

You put a hand to your mouth to ground you, also to distract you from the ever growing fluttering sensation in your stomach and core, as your head raised to avoid looking away.

When Tenna stopped growing, he had almost reached the ceiling, since his antennas brushed the drapes. If he looked sort of tall when he moved through the studios, and got to his normal size only when on stage, now he looked simply massive. He sat down comfortably on the stage, wooden tiles protesting under the pressure. Your eyes shifted to his hands, that were slightly larger than your whole form, you figured at a first glance.

Your mind, in the meanwhile, was absolutely losing it, as your body completely froze. You felt like a bug, and it was amazing. And the fact that he probably grew taller because of you? Making you feel every inch expanding under your touch? You didn't think it was real.

When some semblance of reason returned to your mind, you scrambled to remove your clothes, your shaking hands making the task a thousand times more difficult than normal.

You gazed at the floor, as your heart started threatening to burst out of your ribcage.

Your eyes widened when you felt a giant hand softly touching your back, making you inhale properly. You turned to Tenna once again.

"There's no need to rush. Take your time, sweetheart. I'm not going anywhere."

You instantly hugged his thumb, taking a few deep breaths to calm yourself down, while his other fingers brushed the fabric on your back in an up and down motion.

After your heartbeat returned to a somewhat normal rythm, you managed to slip out of your clothes, only leaving your panties on. They were still completely soaked, so at least you were thankful that your heart playing tricks on you didn't slow your libido down.

Now, the time for hiding was over.

That was when it finally hit you.

You probably wouldn't have been able to walk back home tonight.

"I'm ready!" You almost shouted.

"Not yet." Tenna rebutted calmly, as he started slowly caressing your head with a finger.

You closed your eyes and began inhaling and exhaling again, letting the cuddle relax you entirely. The contact definitely let his height sink in. After all, he wouldn’t have been able to pleasure you properly had you been shaking from the excitement and the anticipation.

Letting a few minutes pass, Tenna put his hand on your back once more, feeling your calm heartbeat respond to his touch.

"That's better."

You looked at his screen tenderly. He was so far but so close at the same time.

"Thank you, Tenna. Sorry."

"It's okay, star."

He put his hand palm up right in front of you.

"Are you ready now?"

"Yes." You aswered, as you started climbing on his hand.

You held steady when he began bringing you closer to his face. You were pretty far from the ground, but you trusted that he wouldn't let you fall. You thought that he would have been more nervous about this, like in the beginning, but seeing how his hands never shook once, you imagined that this wasn't his first time doing such a thing.

When he stopped, you turned around to sit on his palm, with your knees making contact with the ‘ground’. You took a few moments to bask in his screen's light and in the vulnerability of the moment. Tenna on the other hand was looking at you as if you were a celestial body. Mouth parted in awe at how cute and fragile you were in his grasp at the same time.

"Hi." You couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hi!"

"Can I...?" You asked, as you raised your arms up to him.

When he understood what your intentions were, two red dots decorated his cheeks, and he brought you near.

With what you could muster, you hugged his face, as your cheek rested beside his nose, and sighed happily in his hold, letting the electricity tingle your skin.

You heard a pop and the delicate smell of carnation invaded your nostrils soon after, making your heart flutter in your chest again.

"I love you so much."

You could have melted right there.

"I love you too, Tenten."

His lips curled into a wobbly smile under your chest, and he slowly pulled away to give you time to adjust.

This time, you sat with your knees up and your hands near your butt for stability, but mostly because you wanted to hide the mess between your thighs.

"Uhmmm...what now?" You awkwardly laughed.

"Can I take the lead, star? Please…" You could have sworn he was almost frowning, and that turned you on even more.

"Okay, go ahead."

He closed the gap between you once again, and when you saw Tenna's massive tongue slip from his mouth, you closed your eyes in anticipation.

He swiped once across your entire little body and your limbs shuddered delightedly at the contact. Tenna then left giant soft kisses on your form, before starting to lick all over you again. You felt the muscle put pressure in deliberate points, wriggling just slightly to stimulate better.

No spot on your torso was left alone: your chest, your belly, the crook of your neck, your armpits, your nipples. Some saliva even got on your face. It faintly tickled and left a static effect on your skin, and you were so glad that he was the only person that could have done such a thing, as a television darkner. You had to bite your lip as you felt liquid pooling over your pussy once again, trying to steady your breathing.

He never went faster, he just changed the spots where he was licking, clearly in an effort to make cute little sounds escape from your throat.

Tenna enjoyed sensing your little form weakly squirming against him. Even though his sight was locked on you, focusing on your pleasure, he wouldn't have needed to look: he could feel every ridge, every bump, how your body reacted to him, your soft skin getting drenched. He especially liked how your nipples had hardened against his gentle strokes, as if they were trying to resist his caress.

He resisted the urge to swallow, even if he wanted to take in everything of what you were giving him, to avoid startling you. To think that you were against this at first. To think that you were so worried that he wouldn't enjoy this. Tenna hoped that all of his labor would reach you, that you could feel how much he cared, that his thoughtfulness would be received, with every lick he gave you.

When he stopped, you moved your feet to close your legs even more. The saliva didn't make you feel colder, since his tongue was warm, not unlike glass ready to be molded, and your body had gotten hotter in a mixture of his touch and your arousal.

You dared to look at his screen again, panting.

"This……feels amazing."

Tenna beamed at you, using one of the hands that was cupping your form to gently grab you, as he put his thumb over your small torso and cuddled you with slow movements.

"Really?!"

"Really. I'm so glad you wanted to do this too." Seeing him so overjoyed made you relax.

He smiled again, before cupping you with both hands once more.

Tenna brought you closer and kissed your knees, then licked them softly, trying to pull them apart from the top.

Your stomach clenched.

Seeing that you weren't budging, he rested there, mouth closed and nose almost poking you, waiting for you to say something.

You’d gotten used to a more controlling side of him coming out during intercourse, demanding even, but today he was being awfully careful and thoughtful, probably to avoid scaring you due to your little freakout earlier. You absolutely did not mind this: it was like having a giant puppy completely at your service. Right now you were especially thankful, since you were terrified of how your body could have reacted, if the lapping from before was just the opening act. That and also because you felt like a spring threatening to release.

“D-do you want to stop?” Tenna timidly asked.

“No! It’s not that…it’s…”

You looked away in shame.

“It feels…I’m……very sensitive, right now. I- I’m scared. Sorry, it’s not your fault.”

Tenna stopped frowning, before letting go of you with one hand and carefully balanced you on the remaining one.

You almost jolted when you turned back to him and saw that his finger was approaching you, right under your knees.

“I promise I’m just going to poke. C-can I? If it’s too much we can come up with something else to do, don’t worry.”

Your consent had barely been audible, when he slowly pressed his index finger over your panties. Your throat held back a gasp, but something deep within your mind desperately wanted him to fiddle with you more. To relieve your ache.

Tenna carefully unsheathed the claw on his finger to be as precise as possible, but not before waiting for your agreement, prompting you to nod at him.

Now his claw could have been the size of a normal human finger, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care now, too lost in sensing his exploring sharp point pressing in on your most delicate place, all without breaking the fabric.

When Tenna pulled back, a trail of arousal got attached to his claw, making the longest tendril of liquid you’d ever seen in you life. Looking at it glistening in the stagelights, he got mesmerized for a moment, before putting the finger in his mouth to feel your lingering nectar.

“You’re so wet right now, sweetheart.” He said in a breathy voice, after his digit left his lips.

That made your pussy flare up further, and when his claw grazed the side of your thigh, where the elastic of your underwear was, you helped him hook his finger where the fabric was thinner, near your hip, as he slowly pulled your panties off you. With how sensitive you were, you even felt the way the cotton brushed the skin of your legs, making your hair stand on end.

Tenna faintly kissed your underwear, inhaling whatever scent of yours was lingering on it as you shook, positively startled by his action. Then he carefully put it where the rest of your clothes were, away on the ground.

Now you felt completely exposed as his tentative finger approached your entrance again, the muscles in your arms getting tighter in response.

Even if he only meant to caress it, the tip of his claw unexpectedly sinked in you, as your body tightly clenched around him. At this point, he debated wheter or not to tease you like this, but when he looked at your furrowed brow and your tensed shoulders, he couldn’t hold back.  He now craved to touch you, just like you deserved.

Tenna gently pushed his claw forward, as if to scratch your inner walls, testing and touching, looking for something. Soon afterward, he started looking for your reaction. Maybe he just meant to slightly stretch, you figured, and at that moment, the thought of him making you bleed inadvertently didn’t even cross your mind.

Tenna was being careful, absolutely, but with how turned on you were, how easily he was pulled in by your fluids, he probably couldn’t have punctured inside even if he wanted to, or at least with the non existent strength he was applying now.

He pulled away again, to be rewarded by your cute panting face and your arousal clinging to his finger once more. He almost shoved it in his mouth this time, wishing to be tasting it more and more fervently. He hoped you would have let him. He wouldn’t have been above begging and pleading you, as he often did when it came to you. You had to let him savor you properly.

Thinking that the moment had finally come, you weakly laid your back on Tenna’s hands, once both of them resettled under your body for support. You would have needed it.

He again kissed your closed knees, but this time, when he eased you into opening your legs, you finally let his tongue push your limbs apart, feeling his staticky saliva all over the length of your legs, then thighs, before pulling away, letting you dangle your feet in the air.

You debated whether or not to open up your pussy with your fingers, but ultimately decided against it, using your hands to search for a proper place to hold for steadying yourself instead. When you found out that you couldn’t reach the edge of his cupped hands, you slithered your fingers in the nooks of his, mainly letting your thumbs do the heavy lifting.

“Star…” He began. He almost sounded without air. You made him loose something that he didn’t even need in the first place.

“C-can I? Please. I…need……t-to…” He was so afraid you’d backtrack now.

“I have to…I’m sorry, please, please, let me taste you, I need it, I need you…so much, p-please…”

You almost didn’t hear him calling your name at the end, too lost in feeling your folds pulse in sync with your heartbeat. You coughed, clearing your throat already dry from panting, to avoid repeating yourself, afraid he wouldn’t hear you. You mentally chuckled, as your firm grip on his hands wasn’t already a clear giveaway that at this point you needed a release, you craved it.

“You can. Please, Tenna…”

You expectantly looked at him one last time, before the first sweep of his tongue on your core made you forcibly tremble and close your eyes shut. Tenna was gentle, applying just the right amount of pressure that earned him the sweet goodness inside you, swiping back and forth and slowing down when he sensed your hips shaking in response. He was just so large, it was as if he was cupping your rear entirely, the muscle almost molding into the shape that he knew so well. Everytime he parted from you, you felt the tingling of his saliva pleasantly graze your skin, having an almost numbing and relaxing effect of you. One of your hands flew to you forehead, in an effort to block you from seeing stars, but when that didn’t work, you bit your lip again to muffle your needy cries.

He gave you mercy for a split second, placing his tongue over your torso, letting you feel how big and long it was, just before slithering backwards and swiping its back on the lips between your legs.

Tenna was thoroughly enjoying the taste of your arousal. Just the right amount of salty, maybe even mixing with your sweat a bit, but that couldn’t be compared to sensing the texture of your pussy on his muscle. You were soft, warm, he even felt your heartbeat there, something that he liked hearing from your chest all the time. He even shuddered when the little bud of your clit came out, trying to push back against his relentless ministrations. It was so cute. You were so cute.

His tongue was working tirelessly to caress your pussy, slowly, gently, tenderly stimulating it into giving him more of your dear essence. Sometimes he pulled away just to swallow, noticing the shudder that you made everytime in response to the sound, before diving back in between your legs. Tenna hoped that you noticed when the slurped at you even more audibly, and the goosebumps on your skin while he tasted a little more of your arousal were your answer.

You felt on the edge, costantly having to repress your moans inside your throat, afraid deep down that someone could have heard the two of you. That was until you felt your legs give way even more, your pussy opening just right, and heard Tenna delightedly moaning against it, muffled only by his incessant tasting.

To keep your grip on reality you chomped on your lower lip, drawing blood, but you were still unable to stifle your pathetic, thankful whines. A scream echoed in the back of your mouth, and Tenna heard all of it.

Of course he didn’t want his lovely star, his sweetheart, who was gifting themself to him so earnestly, to hurt their lip in an effort to hide their enjoyment. At that moment, something dark scratched at the back of his mind:

I want to listen to them moan until their voice cracks.

I don’t want them to hide from me, I need to see them completely.

I’ll make them scream my name, giving them pleasure that they’ve never felt before.

They’ll feel so good they won’t have time to cover their mouth, or clamp it shut, because they’ll be too busy trying to hold on while I lick them completely clean.

Lapping, gulping, sucking, devouring that cute hole of theirs.

I need them curled around my tongue, tasting their sweet nectar directly at their deepest. At their warmest.

I have to feel inside them.

Tenna visibly shook and tried to put his racing thoughts to a halt, fearing for your safety. Until his tongue pressed on your clit, while he was lost in his motion, harder than you expected.

You bit your lip even more harshly, feeling the tang of iron on the tip of your tongue, as you couldn’t hold back the needy frantic twitching of your thighs and even legs.

This could have worked, he thought.

He did it again, praising the small bud, as he felt your legs squirming even harder against him. For a second you were afraid to kick him without meaning to, after all, his screen had gotten so close without you realizing, judging by the brightness assaulting your closed eyelids.

You feared the worst when he just kept stimulating your clit in particular, sensing your limbs protest everytime, but why did it have to feel so good? Maybe he just liked how sensitive the little thing was, how big of a reaction he got out of you.

The knot in your gut just kept growing and growing, and so did your anxiety and anticipation of knowing just how Tenna would have let you finish. All of your body was too tensed, already tired of keeping this assault going for this long.

Suddenly, after another stroke to your clit left your hips in a trembling aftershock, you felt the tip of his tongue putting more pressure than normal on your pussy. The pulsing intensified, making the juices flow out and down your buttcheeks. You would have grinded your hips on him if only the strength he was applying would have stopped growing so intense by the second.

Tenna swiped with the tip of his tongue directly on your lips, before trying to push again. Apparently unsatisfied, he pulled away for a minute to swallow properly. You had just the time to put your legs closer to your chest, letting your heels hold them open, before he attacked your clit again, stealing your breath away.

Your eyes flashed open when he pushed even harder on your folds, moving horizontally, clearly trying to pull them apart……almost as if…

…he wanted to slither inside you.

“Tenna?!?”

That was the only word you managed to get out, before the tip inadvertently sinked in, pushing your body on his curled fingers in response. It twitched wildy in your core, desperate to make more space for the rest, but all that meant was that the length outside had begun swirming uncontrollably. Your hips trembled again when it deliberately flicked over the bud of your clit. You almost hated how it was such an immediate reaction you had no control over, probably sought by Tenna to make you open up to him more.

With another round of your twitching, the rest of his tongue managed to penetrate further, wriggling to make it as less painful for you as possible. From there it got easier, as the whole organ slowly slid its way inside you. Your whole body kept shaking while you bit your lip once more, feeling the blood trickle down your chin.

Not all the way in yet.

Tenna thought as he sensed the little ridges of your entrance while he was stretching your folds apart. So full of nectar, he needed more of you. He didn’t want to leave even a single inch empty of him. As he kept pushing, even if he knew it already by the many times he had gone down on you, he never tired of feeling the soft and slippery texture when he went deeper and deeper inside you.

Not enough.

Tenna made his tongue slither again, trying to stretch your inner walls even more, to make the process as painless as he could. Just like before, when he hoped you were so stricken with pleasure from your clit, that it wouldn’t have hurt when he inevitably tried to push his way inside your pussy. For you? It had worked wonders.

Even now, when his muscle tried to softly pull you apart, your legs were basically moving on their own, but still leaving you intertwined to him. You soon wouldn’t have needed to worry about that anymore, because after he delved in up to a point, you felt Tenna’s lips on your backside, almost kissing you.

You weren’t granted time to let the gesture sink in, when the massive tongue hit your cervix gently, making you break entirely. Your limbs shook on their own, while you kept chomping on your closed mouth to try and hide the needy and pathetic scream that had gotten stuck in your throat. Your pussy throbbed, clinging to the tongue in an effort to milk it, as your release mixed with your arousal overflew in waves.

When the climax ended, your back slouched on your dear television’s hands, as your body screamed for rest.

Unfortunately for you, the tongue wasn’t dislodging in the slightest, as you felt it move around in your channel instead, to harvest every single drop that you let go, even swallowing audibly to your horror.

You couldn’t help but getting aroused again. Especially when Tenna’s screen was so close, gulping all of the orgasm you had gifted him, pressing his lips slightly on your rear.

Your mouth parted without you meaning it to, as you started begging in a daze.

“Tenn- nnnghhhh…nnaaa…p-p-pleas-“

You inhaled violently when he started thrusting, to your shock. In a steady rythm, he pushed left, right, up, down, then slithered in and out, grazing your walls. After he went back deeper, you tentatively opened your eyes, to stare at his work. To, probably to your detriment, give an image to the warm presence inside you.

His mouth had let go of you, and all you could do was shudder at the sight of Tenna grinning, teeth and fangs showing off in a devilish smile, while your eyes widened in horror. You could have sworn that his grin stretched even further when your pussy squeezed him in appreciation.

He was enjoying this.

You felt completely dumb for having even entertained the thought that Tenna would have just been of service to you, not unlike a toy you used to get off. The way your abdomen clenched betrayed just how much you liked that he felt comfortable in expressing his pleasure.

It was either that or Tenna trying to look hot, because he liked how turned on you got  when he looked at you as if you were a frightened mouse.

You couldn’t help but watch how his sneer was connected to his rippling tongue that pressed into your pussy. Your sight took a while to focus, as it showed you just what was inside you right now.

Tenna’s muscle was clearly pushing past where a normal tongue could have gone, while your mind almost went blank when you saw that it was making a deliberate bump on your abdomen. It shifted, making its presence known, making room for itself in you. It knew you would have welcomed it in your soft embrace.

Only for it to slowly retract, knocking the air out of your lungs and making you lay back against his fingers once more. You were kind of glad that you didn’t have air to exhale, because now you probably wouldn’t have been able to hold back, given how overstimulated you were and how foggy your mind had become.

Unfortunately for you, Tenna didn’t relent, as he kept on thrusting into you, letting your body accomodate him. He even parted his lips further from your rear so that you could hear all of the ungodly sounds you and him were producing, and it only made you wetter for him.

When he started rippling his tongue inside your channel, hardening the muscle and hitting all of the most sensitive spots in you, your mouth split open, and your throat finally managed to show him just how much you liked his treatment.

Panting, groaning, whining, openly moaning and forgetting where you two were in that moment. You could have been suspended in the vacuum of space for all that mattered, and you let yourself be surrounded by the all encompassing feeling that was Tenna.

His body and hands holding you tightly and warmly, his screen never leaving you in the dark, his expert tongue working over you and inside you, never leaving you cold, and…his nose.

You broke out of your trance for a moment to see the long white point hovering over your frame. You were so engrossed in all of your pleasure that he made you forget that you could have bumped into it, and you were glad it didn’t, even if at this distance it probably wouldn’t have hurt. A pillar of safety.

Hesitantly, your hands tried to reach out to it, to hold on to instead of just slipping from his hands due to how sweaty you had gotten. But when you even dared to lift your hands from his grip, Tenna used his fingers to pin your wrists back down, only slightly pushing to keep you pressed onto him. In that second, it dawned on you just how little effort he would have needed to just squash you like a pest, how powerless you really were in this vulnerable moment. How you were literally spread open to him, and he chose to use all that he was right now to cherish you gently, giving you all of the pleasure he could.

How much you mattered to him.

Your chest fluttered, and if even possible, your stomach flared in arousal. You loved him so, how lucky you were to have him.

“…I- hah, was just- nghhh, tryinghh- to hold on, ahhh! To your nose- mhhhh!”

Tenna didn’t seem to care, judging by how he started flattening his muscle inside you, trying to stretch you even further and making your hips tighten and tense.

Oh, how he would have wanted to let you know just what was in his mind right now. He loved you, his little star, and how you were opening yourself up to him, slowly and delicately as to not break you. Tenna thought that it would have been harder, at first, but the way your hips shook when he stroked your clit everytime just enticed him further. He was trying to work you up, finally managing to arouse you enough to make you leave your poor little lip alone. He would have needed to kiss it better later.

Now his mouth was busy somewhere else, and you felt heavenly. He didn’t even think that you could have welcomed him this much, and it showed how much you were enjoying his cuddle. The taste of you was ever present, but what he cared most about were how you trembled with every one of his movements, even the smallest. He chose to move in a cycle, to let you get accustomed to the sensation: left, right, up, down, further in you and then backing out slowly. Tenna hadn’t even noticed that he had been grinning maniacally all this time, if it hadn’t been for you tightly squeezing his tongue in response, when you had opened your cute little eyes to stare at him. He was so glad you liked how feral he could have looked. All for you.

Happiness took hold of him when he started hearing you cry out in pleasure, almost making it hard for you to breathe, but he would have never let something like that happen. He immediately started joining you in your moans, telling you how much he enjoyed your taste and weaving a song that only the two of you could have made. Tenna wouldn’t have left you alone, to cry out on your own.

Admittedly, you’d startled him when you had tried to stand up, when he quickly had to push his thumbs on your tiny hands, but he couldn’t let you leave, not now.

If he was taking all that you were giving him, it would have only been fair if you took all that he was giving you in return, right?

If only you would have called him by name again, more.

Don’t get him wrong, Tenna wasn’t wishing for it just to get off, feeling his dick already rock hard and twitching some feet away under you, but he just wanted to feel seen, he could never tire of your lips uttering his name.

If he couldn’t tell you how much he loved you, how hot you felt deep inside, how cute you looked when you squirmed, and how your moans were pure music for his mind, then…

…Tenna would have showed you.

After parting his mouth from your back end again, Tenna put his lips on you.

The electric shock you felt when he started sucking you, god, you were rendered completely speechless, as your pussy tightened around him. Your back arched when even your clit got sucked and moved by the pressure, and in feeling overwhelmed you screamed at the top of your lungs.

Your hands were itching to get on your face again, to shield you and give you some crumb of relief from all this, but Tenna’s fingers didn’t budge. You were just merciless and forced to let out every moan he managed to get out of you.

That was unless you got some other kind of relief, that unexpectedly was growing inside you again.

But you trusted your partner. You trusted Tenna. Utterly. Completely.

You hated how pathetic you must have sounded, unable to say even one word without it being broken by either a moan or a gasp. Gasps that were synced to how he moved inside you.

“Te…heh, ngh- nnna- hah hah hnnghhh… p- ah-“

You pleaded him, and so he aided you.

His tongue pressed and pressed, making you feel the way it arched in your core, until he slithered back in again, hard, touching your cervix once more.

You felt the enjoyment of release taking hold of your body, your muscles tensing and opening at the same time as your pussy squeezed as much as it could.

The way you opened your mouth to cry out had even worsened the cut on your lip, when you felt the all too familiar sting, but now you couldn’t have cared less.

You rode the orgasm up to the end, letting your exhausted limbs fall back on Tenna’s hands when you didn’t have the strength left to speak. All you could do was pant.

You winced when the tongue gently started exiting your channel, but not before collecting all of your release, lapping and savoring it fondly again.

He dislodged slowly, thinking that a hard pop would have just rendered you unconscious. When Tenna came out of your entrance, he didn’t hesitate to lick his lips, moaning delightedly and staring at his handiwork as if he had just finished the best meal of his life.

Your hole was completely spread and swollen, still leaking his tingling saliva, but in the afterglow you were in? It felt even pleasant, even if it would have probably taken half a day if not more to get back to normal.

Tenna let go of your palms, now sure that you wouldn’t have gone anywhere even if you had the strength left, and his smile turned tender at your tiny frame. You barely had to squint to look at his screen that was basking you in its embrace, as you tried to weakly grin in return at your doting television. Thankfully so, because he was on the verge of apologizing for being too rough on you.

“Woah…I, don’t…know- I don’t know what to say…” You tried to chuckle, but your throat closed in protest, only letting you cough.

Your back jolted when Tenna got closer to your entrance once more, really starting to fear for your stamina, but only gasped when he gently and cartoonishingly kissed it, thanking it for its hard work by giving it one, last, appreciative lick.

A hand flew to your mouth once again, when he brushed your clit softly and started slowly, tentatively, moving his tongue upwards, leaving a trail of saliva on your torso. He stopped at your face, pulling away before adjusting you in his grasp, putting you in a somewhat more vertical position. His fingers were encircling your arms, but you didn’t mind, not that you would have been able to move much anyway.

“Do you…want to taste? I can still feel you on my tongue, it’s amazing…”

Tenna kept his mouth open, letting you fill in the blanks, and you weakly managed to nod at him in response. He moved closer to you once more, as you tried to accomodate the tip of his muscle that had been inside you just a few moments prior. It grazed your teeth, and slightly tried to explore your palate, while you pathetically struggled to entangle your minuscule tongue with his. You felt the faint sting of something sour and salty, probably your sweat, but the taste got sweeter when you realized that it was your partner’s flavor, your loving and caring Tenna. You could have never compared to him.

The CRT retracted, letting you pant again, and in doing so let a flower blossom freely from the tip of his now pink tinted nose.

“I love you.” He called your name and squished you gently on the surface of his display.

“I love you too, Tenten. I love TV, so much.” You tried to nuzzle closer to the glass.

The two of you got lost for a while in the moment, until one of his hands let go of your body and started heading lower, beyond your field of view.

You almost panicked when Tenna’s face contorted, in what you didn’t know was pleasure or pain, and you forced your exhausted body to lean into him in worry when he let out a loud grunt.

“Tenna?!? Cough- cough! What’s the matter? Are y-“

“Sweetheart, sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you. It’s-“

Tenna sucked in a sharp breath.

“…I’m fine. I just need to, ngh- Scratch this itch and then we can go home, alright?”

You used all of the non existant will in your muscles to crane your neck down, where his hand had subtly gone.

It was gripping his dick, the biggest length you had ever seen in your life, stroking it up and down in an effort to make more precum leak out.

Your heart almost sank in your chest. Had he been holding back this entire time? You thought that he really could have enjoyed what he was doing to you when he got this aroused? He had put your pleasure first, leaving his ache for the end. It must have hurt like hell for him, also considering that if his tongue struggled to get inside you, that thing was just straight up out of the question. It was almost as tall as you were for goodness’s sake!

You weakly tried to push your body away from Tenna’s secure hold, to try facing in his silicone dick’s direction. A hand tried reaching out, even if your were too far, and when your partner noticed what you were attempting, he pushed you closer to his plastic chest in a hurry. Your body frustratingly let itself melt into his warmth, while you struggled to keep your eyes open, now that your breathing had gone back to a manageable pace.

“Star! No! What were you even thinking?? You could have fallen!”

Tenna stopped stroking, the squelching sound ceasing abruptly.

“Sorry. Sorry I can’t help you out. I can barely move my arms, sadly. I’m sorry for keeping you on edge. I shouldn’t hav-“

The television shushed you immediately, and while you were trying to barely hide yourself in his flat casing, you noticed the light from above slightly tilting towards you.

“Don’t you dare even finish that thought! I get that you want to make me feel better, but it doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy it!”

You closed your mouth shut, but not because you thought he was right, but because you were worried that, for trying to talk you out of your self doubts, he would have lost his libido. That his dick would have just gone unnoticed and unsatisfied, left in the cold, away from the soft embrace that you had granted it time and time again.

That was something that you couldn’t have forgiven. Of you.

Tenna, noticing that you’d gone quiet, resumed stroking, lifting his screen and leaning into the pleasure. He started panting and moaning more audibly, while his display began showing the glow of the color test pattern. It shone over you, and you found it beautiful.

What was he thinking about? Was he just focusing on the feeling? Or was he fantasizing about your flesh? Tightening around him and holding him close to you? Or was he thinking about your blushing face? Pleading him in a teary eyed stare or smirking at him, biting your lip playfully and casting a lustful glance at his plaques? At his exposed wires?

His orgasm only encouraged him to press you tighter against him, as he let out a relieved moan that reverberated across the theatre hall. You placed your hands on his chest to feel how it shook under your digits, and when his climax finally ended you even brushed your forehead on the plastic, in a puny attempt at a cuddle.

Tenna pulled you away from him, only to notice the staticky cum that had stained his arm and completely coated his legs and thighs. At his current size, it would have been enough to fill up a small pool.

Yeah, there would have been no feasible way for you to even consider trying to take on something of that length.

Your eyes widened at the realization that someone would have had to clean that up. And by that you meant the giant drops that had managed to fall onto the floorboards, probably even soaking the wood. The stains on Tenna’s body would have been easier to wipe away, strangely enough, if the same clothes shrinking logic applied for everything that coated him.

“Uhhhhh…who’s…gonna clean that up?”

Your television didn’t answer, ignoring the shock of noticing how dirty he’d gotten.

“Tens?”

“You think that we’re finished talking? Oh no, sweetheart. I didn’t hear you agreeing with me!”

You groaned and leaned on his fingers, not enjoying his stubborness’s comeback in this instance. Out of all situations…

“I can’t believe you really think that I didn’t like it! You saw how excited I got! It was different from all of the other times, but I loved it!”

“But…you were so pent up…”

“And now I’m fine! So why are you worrying so much?”

You struggled to find a reasonable rebuttal, looking away from him in shame, until Tenna’s claws started grazing your skin in his hold.

“Unless…you want me to show you again just how much I loved it. Just as I loved sensing your cute little hole trembling around me, my little star.”

Not unlike before, he flashed his fangs at you, stretching his smile and staring at your small body hungrily. Your cheeks turned completely red, as you couldn’t help but shake pathetically in his grasp. Your pussy started reluctantly getting wetter again, while your folds felt uncomfortable to close due to being spread for so long. You stared at him, bewildered and taken completely off guard.

“Tenna, please, don’t. I get it now.”

If he had been someone else, he could have easily forced himself on your form, thanks to the size and strength advantage he had, keeping your entrance open with his fingers while he fucked you silly with his tongue for god knows how long.

But this was Tenna you were talking to. And you were ever so thankful that he had always been gentle and considerate of you, of your body and of your feelings. Even if he pulled stunts like this, touching into the dark corners of his desires just to entice you, and you hated how it worked every, single, time.

“Well, at least now I have so much more material to tease you with, my love, so I wouldn’t call this a failed test-run.”

His voice was still wrapped into something sinister, as you mentally prepared for him probably reminding you in the future of the intercourse you two had just consumed during future sex acts.

You sighed amusingly in defeat, with your face still hot from the embarrassment.

“Yeah, alright, we’ll do this again and yadda yadda yadda. I love you, you dummy TV dork.”

“And I love you too, my little sweet heart and soul.”

Now his tone had gone back to normal, as he got near and placed the softest kiss imaginable on your head.

Tenna leaned away and reached for something in the back of the stage, still holding onto you with just one hand, only to return with a long towel in the other. He pinched it with two fingers to let the fabric unroll, and then placed it gently near the coat racks, straightening the creases with the back of his digits.

Only then he stood up and took two steps towards it, placing you on it carefully and aiding you with the other hand as much as he could, without dirtying you further. You started to grab, albeit with some effort because of your all too sore legs and butt, the clothes that were on the floor, while Tenna shrank down and retrieved two other towels, as he started wiping himself with one.

Before you could attempt to spread out your legs to even try putting your panties back on, your television crouched towards you and handed you the other clean cloth. It was mostly to remove the sticky sensation, of practically only his saliva now you had to admit, because you would have washed yourself and the clothes back at his place.

You started working the towel over, you sighed, all of your torso and gave a bit more attention to your genitals, afraid of any kind of leakage. Tenna on the other hand got completely dressed again, and returned from the back of the stage with a mop and a bucket of soapy water.

Straining your muscles, you finally managed to put your underwear and pants back on, and when you were done with your shirt and shoes, you stared lovingly at your TV as he diligently scrubbed the drops that soaked the floor.

When he was done, he picked up a bag, presumably where he put his towels (that he clearly had brought here in advance at this point), and put it near you, before holding your form and placing you in the crook of his arm, now back to his normal height. After folding and returning the wipes to the bag, Tenna exited the stage with you in his hold, and headed for the studios’s entrance.

The air even felt cozy, when the two of you undressed again and charged the washing machine with your garments. You took the opportunity to kiss each other tenderly once more while waiting for the tub, that your partner had insisted you use together instead of the shower, to fill to the brim with hot water.

As you stared at the water in contemplation, wrapped by Tenna sitting right behind you and by the soft light of his face, that refused to leave you in the pleasant dark, you still wondered how your television could take showers and baths without being bothered by the water getting in his circuits. If he could make and be coated in fluids, just like he chewed and ate normal foods, you figured that it would have remained dark world logic.

Tenna gently put a palm on your shoulder, while brushing your cheek with his other hand.

“How are you feeling?”

You recollected yourself.

“The water’s nice, but from my hips and all the way down it’s completely sore. The warmth’s helping, but I’m pretty sure they’ll ache tomorrow.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay home and take care of you! How does breakfast in bed sound?”

He moved the hand that was on your shoulder lower, in an effort to slightly massage your submerged thigh.

“I mean, if you’re sure that you can take the day off, then no, I’d prefer eating on the table. You know how slouched I get while sitting on the bed and it can’t possibly be good for my spine.”

“Alright! Whatever my best viewer wants!”

You leaned into his hand on your face, closing your eyes and focusing on the tender feeling fluttering in your heart. Only for your sight to faintly open again as a weird thought surged forward.

“Tenten?”

“Yes? My little lovely star?”

“I thought you’d be…more nervous about this. About the whole ‘holding someone in your hands while giant’ thing. You were at first but, it was more because you were doing something of that caliber with me, for the first time, right?”

You felt the hand on your cheek tremble.

“Well, star, heh. That’s a- uhm, a very…acute observation!”

“…Tenna.” You admonished him, before adjusting your tone.

“You felt…” Your body twitched and shivered against his own behind you, and moved slightly towards his legs on your sides, as you recalled his tongue working over you.

“…almost too good. Like, you already knew what to do. Expertly, even.”

“Sweetheart…”

“……have you done this before?”

Tenna didn’t answer, as the room got adorned by a faint pink glow.

You turned towards him, making the water slosh pleasantly in the tub.

“……you have. You did do this before.”

The CRT stuttered and turned his screen away from your curious gaze.

“Star…I, don’t-“

“I’m not angry, I promise. I just wanted to know.”

He shifted his hands to hold your torso tighter to him, as his face left you in the literal dark. The water turned into a primordial calming sensation for the both of you.

“I…was scared of what you could think of me. Humans and monsters can’t do these things, so when I tried it in the past and liked it, I was left with the sense that I never would have been able to do it again. I didn’t- I didn’t want to push you away, to make you think that I’m a pervert, or something…haha.”

“Was it with your ex, Tens?”

“…yes.” He shamefully admitted.

“Then I’m glad we tried it today.”

“Huh?!? Really??” Tenna’s screen turned on again, only for him to place it on your head tenderly.

“Yeah. So that now when you think about a kink you like you can picture me instead.”

He gasped audibly, before his voice was replaced by a loud beep accompanied by the color test pattern. After a few seconds of quiet, his face rematerialized, and his nose popped loudly when it sprouted a pretty red lily.

A joyous laughter escaped your throat, and you nudged at Tenna with your arms when he pulled you in for a tender hug. You sighed happily, after he too had stopped laughing alongside you, when he tilted your head towards his screen with a hand. Your lips met as you felt your heart melt into the sensation, while your partner parted slightly only to flick his tongue gently on the cut on your lip, hoping that the static from his saliva would soothe it.

You had hoped for your dreams to be calm this evening, comforted by Tenna’s warm embrace and the softness of the bed sheets. You couldn’t have been more wrong.

The details were hazy, as you felt your naked body being suspended in the darkness and the chilly air making your hair stand. You didn’t have time to look for any reference, when an all to familiar giant frame appeared far from you. His body was nowhere to be seen, and worry overtook your mind when he just got closer and closer.

Tenna tilted his head at you, an uncharacteristical mischievous grin plastered on his lips.

“Little star…what are you doing here? All on your own? Are you cold?”

‘All alone on a Saturday night?’ You heard it echo in the back of your mind, but all you could do now, as the television stared hungrily at your bare skin, was hugging yourself and promptly closing your legs.

“No need to be so tense, my love. It’s not going to hurt, and you know it.”

Again, your face flushed a dark shade of red, and as your pussy slowly started to build up more arousal, your brain recalled the pleasure of today’s intercourse.

You didn’t relent.

“Won’t you let me taste you again? Your body and cries were so sweet today, I simply can’t bear to live without them.”

Incapable of answering him, you let him kiss your closed legs, hearing your breath stutter. The limbs parted slowly, following his command, as his nose went past your knees, pointing slightly at your face. Your eyebrows began to let go of the fierce frown that you tried to show earlier.

“Yes, sweetheart, just like that. Just lay down, open your heart, and relax for me, will you?”

You did as he asked, and when you felt his massive tongue on your already dripping entrance, you whined uncontrollably. Tenna stared at it, revelling in how it pulsed and moved, parting and closing faintly, almost beckoning him to caress it again.

“So good for me, my little star, already so wet. You missed me so much, didn’t you? You wanted me to slither into you again, pleasuring you again, just like this? Thank you for making yourself so appetizing.”

Instead of blocking your vision, this time you completely relaxed your muscles, as you stared at Tenna’s tongue reapproching you. You let yourself be lulled and enticed by his words, the words of someone who knew how to entertain, and waited for him.

“You’re so cute like this, star. I love you.”

And then he plunged, entering without any kind of effort and earning a loud moan from you. You abandoned your sane mind to let yourself experience every single thing once more, closing your eyes to aid you…

Only to wake up next to your loving CRT, who was happily snoozing while hugging you with a black screen.

You tilted your head up at him, almost feeling the regret at your wet dream ending abruptly, until you felt an uncomfortable soaked spot between your legs. Again.

The dream made you wet the bed up to the mattress, and your voice assumed a childish crying tone when you explained to Tenna what had, gladly, plagued your dreams.

You had to use all of your strength to plead him with two giant puppy eyes, just to convince him not to go down on you again, not wanting him to ‘clean you up’, as he tried to put it.

Poor bed.