Freaky Fiveday 7 (Patreon)

@Piedunk and @Startide requested that I continue on with the Freaky Fiveday storyline, but before we get to that, I really owe you guys an update. I haven't posted constantly like I used to, and I'm sure you're probably curious why.

Big things I've been doing lately:

• I've been editing Executioner's Gambit. Now that I've got a complete draft, I need to start incorporating some of these edits people have suggested.
• I spent a lot of time reading and reviewing Rick's new novel.
• I started my new job. It's pretty scary and a bit worrisome, but I've only been at it a week, so that's not enough time to judge.
• I've been working with Rafe on the new audiobook for Reaper's Lottery. That should come out in a week or so.

Anyhow, lots going on, and all of it is good (or at least exciting). I hope you enjoy this mildly NSFW! NSFW! NSFW! episode of Gormat and Ujaoyrenja in bed together.

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Gormat slipped out of bed for only a moment, so he could reposition himself with his tail pointing up toward the bed’s head. “Is that okay…?” he started to ask, but words faded away as Ujaoyrenja plunged her tongue back into his slit.

Oh yeah… he thought, I could get real used to this! He’d lived his whole life only being attracted to fur and never giving a thought to a scaly hide, but this actually wasn’t all that bad. After all, when she let him nip and lick the skin between her shoulders, he didn’t end up with a single hair going down his throat or getting caught between his teeth. That wasn’t a huge deal, but it sure was a nice little perk.

He nuzzled his lips around her vent, taking the time to kiss and fully appreciate it before sticking his tongue inside. This was different, certainly—the taste, the scent, the sensation—than he’d expect while going down on a geroo gal. But in the grand scheme of things, it wasn’t truly all that different. And the differences themselves weren’t all that bad either. Instead, licking her was a fun change, a novelty and learning experience.

Ujaoyrenja clearly had much more practice at this sort of thing, so he finished first—and Wow! was that great—but that didn’t bother him at all. Gormat hadn’t had anyone to play with in bed for over a year, and he was intent on making the experience last. So, he took his time, refusing to be rushed even when the orange krakun dug her talons into his tail and begged.

When at last, she finished, her body bucked so hard that the covers fell to the floor and the sheets came untucked.

He was so exhausted and content. He’d meant to turn back about so his head would lay on a pillow, but instead he ended resting on her inner thigh before drifting off to sleep.

The night passed in a warm, cozy blink, and he awoke before dawn with his lips a scant meter from her crotch. So, he wrapped his arms around her ample waist and nuzzled back between her legs to give her some good morning kisses.

Naturally, one thing led to another, and they both got another quickie before he slipped out of bed and turned back around. She wrapped her arms around him and he around her.

“Wow,” whispered Ujaoyrenja, “that was the most incredible evening.”

“You’re telling me!” he sighed, giving her a squeeze that would have literally crushed a geroo gal. “I made a new friend, I had diasko and watergrains… and then we made up a way for two gals to have sex … kinda.”

“I don’t think we made up—” she started to say, but the janitor wasn’t listening.

“I don’t think I could be happier if I tried!” Gormat laid back on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, his face relaxing into a smile.

She got up on her elbow so she could look down at his face. “Really?”

The geroo-turned-krakun nodded earnestly.

“Huh,” said the orange krakun as she rested her face on one palm. “Well, if you really liked that… Perhaps, we should do dinner again tonight?”

Gormat sat upright and nodded hard, his head threatening to topple from his neck. Then, it slowed, and his expression turned worried. “Uh, I guess that means it’s my turn to cook, but I really—”

With a smile, she put a talon across his lips, shushing him. “Or we could order some food and eat it in bed…”

His eyes opened wider. “We could?”

“Sure. Why not?” she laughed. She gestured at the video screen just beyond the end of the bed—it stretched nearly from one bedpost to the other! “We could watch a movie, nibble on food, nibble on each other…”

Gormat’s jaw fell open and he stared at the huge screen, brain completely overloaded. How could he not have noticed that? He must have been very distracted! When he failed to reply, she tapped gently on his arm, bringing him back down. Pointing, he shouted, “You have a video in the bedroom! We wouldn’t even have to go to the living room to watch!”

She grinned and covered a smile with one talon. “No, we wouldn’t,” she agreed.

Like a slowly deflating balloon, he laid back against the pillow, wide mouth stretched and curled at each end.

Ujaoyrenja rested one arm across his chest. “So, it’s a date then?”

He nodded excitedly for a moment, but then his face filled with worry.

“What’s wrong?”

Gormat bit his lip. But he wasn’t going to be back tomorrow. Was he? Yutarenga would figure out how to swap them back. And oh sure, she’d be back, but it wouldn’t be him.

She tapped his chin with a talon. “It’s okay. You can tell me.”

“Well, uh, you see,” he whispered, “I’ve been trying to get back to my family…”

She frowned. “On one of the colony worlds?”

Gormat stared at her a moment, then swallowed before nodding. He didn’t take his eyes from hers. “My…” He couldn’t call the commissioner “Yutarenga”. That’s who he was supposed to be. He almost called her his aunt, but if she were Tys’s aunt, then that would make her his sister. “...sister… My sister has been trying to get me back to my family, but…”

“Oh,” whispered Ujaoyrenja. “After a thousand years of living next door and never talking to each other … today’s the day you were going to move away?”

“Maybe?” he said with a shrug. “She… She doesn’t know how, but I know her. She’s so smart. If anyone can arrange it, my … sister can.”

“I see,” the orange krakun said with a nod, “but then, it’s not a sure thing?”

“No, I suppose not,” he admitted.

At this, Ujaoyrenja, dared a timid smile. “So, if you move today, then that’s great. You’ll get to go back to your family and all. But if you don’t … say, my place around eighteen-hundred hours?”

His smile brightened. “Okay, that sounds like a plan!”

“And then,” she said grinning and scooting her snout slowly closer until it was nearly touching his, “we can try out this new Yutarenga sex position a couple more times.”

His face fell. The word barely audible, “What?”

Her smile twitched, like she was trying not to laugh. “Well, you invented it, right?” she asked. “We’ll have to name it after you.”

He gulped. The commissioner is gonna kill me when she finds out a new sex position is named after her…

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Reviewer's link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gl5suNt9r5pukri-taPIDyoAYCE-SKLJ3fI5cFGMXeE/edit?usp=sharing

Thoughts?