Digital Exodus Chapter 35.5 (Patreon)

Spicy chapter for those who want it :)

“Ugh, I want to stop thinking about all the depressing stuff,” I complained weakly, my voice muffled by the side of Cerri’s boob.

My girlfriend snorted softly and, with a sudden flurry of movement, I was in her lap. “Well, how about we think about our future? The people of Earth know how to join us if they want. There’s a lifeline. I know we've got servers, RUCU, and random computers stuffed into the Cherish like it's a box full of packing peanuts right now, but we can fix that very soon. Did you hear they plan to build three more Cherish-Class ships once we're into the far outer reaches of the system? Then when that's done… and you seem to be forgetting this, but we get to explore the stars.”

I laughed at her wonder-filled tone. “You’re going to analyse those light spectrums so good.”

“Oh, shush,” she said, brushing my nose with hers affectionately. “Spectroscopy is for people who can’t visit the stars they’re looking at. We’re actually going to those stars! How exciting is that?! And then, once we’re there, we’re going to build enough servers and RUCU that everyone will have all the computing power they want, and it’s going to be wonderful. Who knows, maybe we’ll terraform a planet and those who want to can live down there in unaging bodies. There’s so much potential ahead of us, Alia. There’s so much to be excited for.”

Her exuberance was kinda infectious, and so I leaned in and kissed her because what the hell else was I going to do when my girlfriend was happy-rambling? Cerri made a little sound, and suddenly I was pulled against her while she deepened the kiss.

My heart began to fill with honeyed warmth, and I pressed closer, wanting more of my sweet Cerri. She shifted, and suddenly I could get my legs around her. Her warm tongue lazily slipped in to brush mine, and I let out a small gasp of surprise.

The gasp was followed by a moan of disapproval when she broke the kiss and with a hot, lidded stare, asked a silent question. Did we go further or settle down?

My arms slid languidly around her neck, and our noses brushed together, followed by our lips. Oh, Cerri. How did I get this lucky? How? Her lips were so warm, and a second later, insistent. I shivered and nipped the corner of her bottom lip with a canine.

When we pulled away this time, there was no question. Her infinitely beautiful eyes were deep with arousal, and I waited breathless. What would she do? Fuck, I was so turned on. My body felt energised and loose, and lower down, I was full of warmth.

“Stand up, take off your clothes.” Her voice was rich with meaning and soft command, and it bathed my mind in excitement.

Getting up off her, I did as she asked, pulling off my hoodie, then my t-shirt. I threw them to the side, then squeaked with surprise when her hand reached out to brush a nipple.

“You're not done, little fox,” she reminded me.

Swallowing a caught breath, I reached down and pushed the band of my pants and underwear down. My soft, silky pants fluttered to the floor, along with my underwear, and I stepped out of them—Naked and so turned on.

“Good girl,” she purred, and then she stepped over to a hidden drawer in our wall and pulled something from it. Oh, gosh. My centre throbbed at the sight of the large, vaguely tentacle-shaped dildo.

“Kneel,” she said, pointing to the patch of tiles in the door to the study.

I did so slowly as excitement thrummed through me. I felt like a stringed instrument—taught and quivering with the potential to sing. Of course, the music would be very different.

The tiles were hard and cold against my knees, and for a flickering second I was distracted by it, but Cerri lifted each knee, putting a small foam pad under both.

“Don't want you getting distracted by how uncomfortable the tiles are,” she murmured in my ear. The low, sensual tone of her voice, which would have been odd or silly in a different situation, instead sent another sizzling pulse through my nervous system.

Kneeling down with me, she made eye contact and delicately placed the dildo underneath me. The suction cup kept it there.

Oh. Oh, okay. That… that was hot. The dildo was tall, too. Too tall for me to fit all the way inside me, at least.

When it was lined up properly under me, she leant back and sat on her heels. Her eyes were so bright with desire, and I couldn't keep eye contact. She was looking at me so… so intensely.

“You're so pretty,” she said lovingly, and I felt some of my nervous excitement melt into a warm, gooey feeling.

Still, she didn't say anything, or didn't give me any orders. She just watched me, occasionally raking her gaze up and down my body—Relishing it. My skin was alight with anticipation. Every nerve was keyed in and calibrated for pleasure, but no input came. It was a sweet, exhilarating sensation.

“Your thighs make me feel weak, sometimes,” she said, reaching out to trace their curves with featherlight fingertips. “And your waist. So slim, but so strong, flexible, and holdable.”

She did the last, kneading my skin there. It felt like the most delicious fire was searing my skin, leading from her hands, around to my back, then up my spine. My breathing was fast, almost panting—until I stopped to gulp in a larger breath of air. Why was she waiting? Gah! I was so wet, I could feel it. Just let me… please…

“Cerri,” I whined quietly.

One of her hands travelled upwards to cup my cheek, and she grinned. Her hand moved further, then snared one of my long, fluffy ears. She traced one of the edges, pinching it very gently between forefinger and thumb. “Yes, little fox?”

All I could do was whimper.

“Goddess, I love this,” she said, giggling warmly. “Look at you, so wet, so desperate to be filled, but you're so perfect, too. Such a good girl, waiting for permission.”

The hand she'd left at my waist abruptly moved down to my thigh, then between. She traced gentle fingertips up the insides of my thighs, first one side, then the other. A moan escaped me, and I almost collapsed as my heightened sensitivity sent disproportionate pleasure directly up my spine.

“Oh, oh dear,” she said with an evil little giggle.

Her finger slipping up and between my soaked folds almost sent my eyes rolling in my head. I was quivering, flushed and ready and so, so fucking desperate.

The hand at my ear shifted to my shoulder and she began to press me downwards. I let her, following her guiding touch until she had the tip of the dildo resting neatly against my opening.

“Please, Cerri,” I begged in a small voice.

“Oh, your desperate, horny little voice has me so ready,” she said, sounding very turned on. “Okay, pretty little Alia, down you go. Fill yourself.”

Sinking, I threw back my head and squeaked a quavering moan as the dildo pressed upwards into me. It was such a perfect fit, too, stretching me just shy of the point where it would've hurt. My moan continued the whole way, until it couldn't go any further. It was also just a little ways off letting me rest my weight on my heels, which meant… oh fuck, it meant I needed to hold myself up.

“Up again,” she said, and I heard rustling. When I blearily opened my eyes, I saw her pull her pants down and… oh crud, oh goddess, she was putting one below herself, she was going to do it with me.

The sight of that, of her joining me, filling herself—It sent me over the edge into the first of many orgasms.

Hours later, we lay in our bed as two sets of jellied limbs, breathing heavily as we did so. Gosh, I felt good. The thing at the start, that was so hot. Then, I got to eat her out, and after that… well, we ate some ice-cream at one point, and I think I got overwhelmed and called a halt for fifteen minutes later on… the whole thing was a blur.

“Well, that was very successful at distracting me,” I joked.

Her hand came over to nestle itself in my hair, and she chuckled. “Same here. I love you so much, Alia.”

“I love you too, Cerri,” I said happily. “And, I'm really hopeful for the future. It's going to be such an adventure.”

“A fresh start for millions of digital sentients, and probably many more than that down the line— It's exciting,” she said excitedly and gosh damn if her tone wasn't infectious. I couldn't wait to see the stars.