It's not my first time to go to the club, but it's my first time to see him.
He is very handsome. . . But he's in a state like a dying man.
I was drunk, but I was sure my consciousness was complete.
I helped him, but he whispered. . .
"Let me lay eggs."
Wow. . . They're laying eggs! ,

My Boyfirend Is An Alien

Lacioniopenedhismouthbetweenmylegs,thentouchedthebackgroovelightlywithhisfingertips.Thewarmthofhisfingertipsmademetwitch,butLacionididn'tmind.AsIwobbled,Itriedtostickmyfingertipsintothefunnel.


Itreallyhurts.Ithasbeeninvadedsincelastnight.Evenifitbecomesstrong,itisfragile.Now,ithasbecomemorevulnerable,evenwithoutthetraumaofpersecution.Butitistoosensitivetoacceptanything.


"Doesithurt..."Theninsteadofstopping,heaskedasoftquestion.


Itookasharplookatthehammer."Ithurts!Howcanyounothurtwhenyouaresopowerful!"


I'mtellingthetruth,andLacionilaughed.Idon'tknowifitissatisfiedorsatisfied,butIknowitwillstickoutitsfingertipsandleanitsfaceagainstmine.


"Well,Ithinkyoushouldgiveupdoingthiscrazything,"Isaidinastiffvoice.


Hesaidnothing,butpurredinhisthroat,andthengavemeagentlekissonthelip,whichIhappenedtobiteonhislowerlip.


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