Dalis blinked in the dark room, not that the darkness did much to hinder his vision... not like the darkness ever could be problem for an Equanoxian.
As he tilted his body he felt a weight on his arm as well as a familiar warmth.
He eyed the naked body of Marcela with appreciation and gently caressed her smooth ivory skin, it was but a simple touch, but he heard her soft breath increase pace.
She slowly wiggled her body back into his embrace and used her plump and juicy ass to grind against his crotch, causing an immediate change.
Dalis used his free hand to move aside her curly locks of hair and brought his lips to her neck where he planted a series of steamy and passionate kisses.
“You want too… mmmh… aaah… go again Dreamer?” Marcela asked between soft moans, as she raised her arm and pressed his head tightly to her neck.
“Do I!” Dalis replied with rhetorical fervour and sunk his teeth into her skin.
“Awww,” she released a loud cry and pressed his head down with greater strength.
“Please don’t,” a whimper travelled from beneath, the tone was admittedly pityful.
“Whoa, you’re awake Cabear?” Dalis said in feigned surprise as Marcela slapped her hands over her mouth to stifle her giggles.
“Of course I’m awake dumbass,” Cabear groaned like one who had been truly wronged, it was hard not to feel sad for him.
“It’s a bunk!” he said like he was speaking to two year olds, “If the top is being hammered like a nail, the bottom is bound to give way,” he continued in a bitter and frail tone, it sounded almost as if he was on his final breath.
Dalis looked down into Marcela’s eyes, he could see them shimmering with increasing excitement, he desperately tried to control himself.
He wanted to be considerate, but Marcela seemed to have no intention of letting the exciting situation pass.
She spread her legs apart and gave him an open view as the sticky fluid stretched between her thighs, that was the straw that broke the camels back.
As his excitement grew he meant to say, ‘Sorry Cabear,’ but what came out was very different from what he intended.
Words that no man wishes to say in bed came shooting of his tongue, “Fuck me like a lil bitch!” he cried, as soon as he registered what he said his eye’s widened.
‘Fucking stupid tics,’ he cursed internally feeling the immediate urge to drown himself, as he looked at Marcela’s face she seemed to still be processing what he said.
‘Well I might as well take advantage of her inability to render what I just said,’ he thought and thrust his hips forward.
His rod hit the meaty wall of her pussy and sunk all the way in, even as her meaty walls squeezed against it he pushed forward, not allowing her the chance to form coherent thoughts.
“AAAAAWWHHH,” and sure enough as he made it all the way to her furthest depths her eyes rolled back and she released a guttural moan that surged through the room.
It took a moment before she regained her consciousness, and she looked up at Dalis only lust remained in her eyes, “Fuck me like a lil bitch,” she whimpered with euphoric bliss.
Then she slowly stretched her legs further apart to give Dalis even better access.
Thud.
A sudden sound took them both by surprise, as they looked down from the top of the bunk they saw Cabear as he stumbled over his sheets and hit the ground.
Cabear pulled himself up and looked at them, “You,” he squeezed out through clenched teeth and pointed at Dalis, “And you,” he pointed at Marcela.
“I hate!” he cried out it truly sounded like he was on the verge of tears as he raced to the door.
At the door he tripped once more on his sheets before slamming the door shut.
The couple on the top bunk giggled to themselves without seizing their passionate motions.
Several loud minutes passed by as their unseizing movement shook the room.
When the two finally stopped they fell asleep locked in each-others embrace.
Then the door crept open and a disgruntled Cabear hopped in still in his sheets, he cast a resentful look at the two before hopping back in his bed.
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Dalis woke up once more, it was probably morning already, but it was still dark out, that’s how it always was in this place.
Not that the darkness could keep an Equanoxian down, if one asked what made an Equanoxian different from other races then sadly it would be hard for them to get an answer.
You could never tell if someone was an Equanoxian not unless they told you themselves.
As he climbed up Dalis noticed the lack of weight on his body, upon looking down Marcela was gone and so too were his sheets.
As he looked around the small room he saw the bathroom door was sealed and then he heard the water trickling from the ancient pipes.
Dalis sighed softly and reach to the foot of his bed grabbing his uniform trousers and slipping them on as he slid to the edge of the bed, it was simply black colour, as simple as all Equanoxian things were.
Dalis crept to the edge of the bunk and peeked over with a sheepish grin as he spotted Cabear, “Rise and shine beautiful,” he chuckled, “Did you sleep well?” he asked in a well-mannered tone.
“Screw you!” Cabear shouted and instead of a warm greeting he was met with a large beefy foot, trying to bury itself in his mouth.
Dalis chuckled and pulled himself up and out of harms way, but just when he thought he was safe Cabear jumped forward and wrapped both his muscular arms around his neck and flung him from the top bunk.
The world spun in Dalis’s eyes as he flipped through the air, for a moment he could have sworn that his feet hit the ceiling, then he landed with a solid thud.
“Argh,” he groaned and reached out to his tail bone, the moment he came into contact with it he groaned even louder, “Dammit that is so going to leave a nasty bruise,” he complained as he pulled himself up with effort.
As soon as he climbed to his hands and knees he found himself getting tackled and hit the floor again, this time his hands and legs were locked and pressed against the ground.
“All right, all right,” he complained and tapped the ground with his head, “You’ve made your point, I’m sorry,” he said knocking his head ever harder against the ground.
Cabear let out a fed-up sigh and climbed of him, allowing him to climb up and message his back with a pain grimace.
When Dalis finally looked at his tall and buff friend he couldn’t help but notice the dark rings around his eyes, “You should really get some sleep,” he said with a sheepish grin.
That was all it took for a fist to come hurling his way, this time however he was ready and ducked to the side to grab a pillow from the bed.
When Cabear’s next jab came he cushioned it with the soft pillow.
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