Cornered and in His Claws

Authors note: This is fanfiction. The majority of my writing has been inspired whether directly or indirectly by erotic audio artist FadeByNightVA. He is incredibly talented as a writer, storyteller, sound designer, and performer, and you absolutely should give his stuff a listen. This piece is my personal fantasy (not canon, not owned by me) of some his most beloved original character's the Space Boyz. Let's give you a little rundown...

APEX - An incredibly impressive and intelligent AI designed by Jakz. Genuine, with a charming personality.

Jakz - Goblin mode is every sense of the word. A tiny mischievious genius with attitude

Pravum - dark, brooding, and very charismatic when he wants to be, Pravum is a powerful telekinetic. A literal mindfuck.

Tor - A stoic and bloodthisty sadist, Tor is nine feet of anthropomorphic lizard that you really want on your side.

Asmo - Asmodeus. Yes. That one.

All our darling Space Boys are being chased by the EPA, an evil (?) government agency.

This was supposed to be an audio script originally, but I lack the expertise of the original creator so I switch back and forth between formats, but I feel it's honestly pretty digestible. Enjoy.

(Alarm sounds)

APEX: Warning! EPA destroyer in range… Tractor beam initiated. Ship being pulled to docking station.

Jakz: (Panicking) Oh boy oh boy this is it. It’s all over.

Pravum: (Heavy sigh) It’s finally happening.

(Rumbling then silence as ship comes to a stop)

Jakz: Well, it was nice while it lasted.

APEX: My intel suggests that being captured would be an unpleasant experience. I recommend avoiding apprehension and… hiding.

Jakz: Hide?? Where??? This ship is tiny they’ll run straight through it!

APEX: No Jakz. Not our ship. Theirs.

Jakz: Oh yeahhhh! Alright I can do that! (Incoherent mumbling as he gets ready)

APEX: I also suggest that you follow Jakz.

Jakz: What?? Why do I gotta take care of her?? Alright alright keep up then and stay quiet… Follow me through this lil trap door. What do you mean what about everyone else? They’ll be fine… didn’t I tell you to shut up? Just gonna crawl through here… and tippy toe through here… Shh! Stay low!

(Sound of soldiers running past)

Jakz: Oh man that was close… Let’s go uhhhhh this way.

(Power down sound)

Jakz: Hey who turned out the lights??? Oh well, that’s fine… Just watch your h…

BANG

Jakz (slowly fading out): Oh shit I said ‘Watch your head’! Can’t you see in the dark?? Oh hell… I can’t stay here, but maybe they won’t find you down this corridor… Good luck! heh heh…

(Dreamy, muddy sounds. A heartbeat. An alarm buzzing (throbbing?), but slowly, with long pauses. Pravum unintelligibly whispering. Asmo chanting. Distant crashing and screams. Silence.)

….

(Slow heavy footsteps fade in, maybe with a lil scratchy sound cause claws? So, thud, click, thud, click.)

Tor: (deep inhale, then a low growl)

(Thud, click. Thud, click.)

Tor: (inhale, sinister) You’re bleeding. But even if I couldn’t smell you I’d be able to hear your heart racing.

(Thud, click. Thud, click.)

Tor: I’m glad you’re still alive… It would’ve been disappointing if there was no reason to rip you apart. (sharp inhale, tonal shift to platonic) Oh. It’s you. This isn’t a very good hiding place. But you’re hurt, so I’ll move you somewhere more suitable.

(Thud click. Thud click. Very close now)

Tor: Just the head wound? Alright, let me clean it. Hold still.

(Long lick right by the ear. Tor moans? Takes a breath? Some sort of indication that he likes the taste of blood, but not anything as obvious as a chuckle. More mouth sounds for a couple seconds, then a sharp inhale followed by a low laugh.)

Tor: (under his breath) I know that smell. (To listener) Are you that excited by my tongue? Or is it being in the dark beneath me? (Another lick) Heh heh. I suppose this spot will work for a little while… since you’re feeling so needy.

Don’t move. I wouldn’t want to scratch you… (clothing tear, sniff, growl) You aren’t ready for me yet, and it would be a waste if I really were to rip you apart. Pravum isn’t here to lick you, but you’ve never had a tongue quite like mine… (mouth sounds. More wet, long licks than kissing or sucking)

Tor bends over her, his long forked tongue lapping at the cut on her forehead, then curling up her throat. He licks down across her chest, stroking inches of himself up and down her nipples.

Tor: It doesn’t make sense to me how much you humans like this, but (lick) it’s obvious how sensitive you are.

His tongue snakes over her torso, wetting her with his saliva. His claws scratch against the floor as he moves backward.

Tor: (low growl) Finish undressing, little one.

Still dazed and in the dark, she slides her thumbs under her waistband, and wiggles out of her pants. She keeps her movements small, careful not to bump into him.

Tor: (deep breath) Spread your legs.

His tongue is almost long enough to wrap halfway around her thighs, and he teases her, working his way up her legs before rapidly flicking the tip of the forked muscle over her sensitive clit. He pauses, and gives a low chuckle before plunging his tongue inside her. He goes deep enough to press against her back wall, and is strong enough to keep it wiggling. When she bucks her hips, he growls and presses his claws against her flesh. A warning that keeps her pinned to the floor.

Tor: (muffled) Tastes… good…

He pulses and squirms inside of her with the dexterity of a tentacle. Flicking his tip against her cervix and working her gspot with a rolling motion that makes her eyelids flutter. His breath is hot and she can feel his drool pooling under her ass. With him stuffing as much of himself into her as he can, his teeth press against her clit, rocking against her most sensitive spot with the motion of his tongue fucking.

Tor: I can already feel you clenching around me. Are you gonna cum, little human?

He continues his efforts against her, working his tongue in and out and around her pussy. Her orgasm comes fast and wracks her body with shudders. He barely waits for her contractions to subside before sliding out and shifting to lean back against the wall across from her. They sit there a moment in silence.

Tor: Get over here, slut. It’s time you did something for me.

It’s too dark to make out anything more than just the shadowy outline of his form, so she needs to feel her way. She crawls toward him, hands outstretched. She does her best to keep her fingers from trembling when she finally lays them against his skin. Thick, armored scales over solid muscle. She moves forward and his legs seem to go on forever. She thinks she feels a wetness at his groin, but timidly avoids that area, choosing instead to continue exploring up his body. His scales are smooth and cool to the touch over his belly and chest, and she pauses to feel his heartbeat (so much slower than her own). But he makes no move or sound to direct her further and soon there is nowhere for her hand to go besides back between his legs. It is wet, and as she presses her palm to his hard bulge his cock quickly appears from behind his scales. It swells and lengthens as it slides past her fingers, coating them in a warm, slick jelly. His full size is shockingly impressive. If she didn’t know that she’d already taken it before she would’ve been terrified at the prospect of doing so now. But it hadn’t been in front of her then, and now that it is, she can’t stop touching it. She uses both hands, stroking and massaging his hardness as he hisses and purrs. The jelly smells faintly sweet, and stretches a bit when she pulls her fingers away.

Tor: Use your mouth. But watch the fucking teeth.

This gives her a moments pause, but she sticks out her tongue and cranes her neck to lick up his entire length. He grunts and flexes his hips, almost knocking her forward. She can’t hope to fit more than just the tip in her mouth, so she sucks and teases around it, working her hands up and down his shaft. The slime coats her tongue.

Tor: Good girl.

She’s intoxicated. Maybe it’s his massive size, his unfamiliar shape. How he seems to pulse and twitch in her hand. Or maybe it’s his essence in her mouth making her head feel fuzzy.

Tor: I hope you’re ready, small thing. Get up here.

She gives him a few final kisses then starts the climb up his body, pausing to reach between her legs to check that she’s ready, but her own wetness streams from her like gossamer, so she licks her fingers, then grasps his forearms to pull herself up onto his torso. His hips are far broader than hers, so she’s able to kneel on top of him. His cock lies flat against his belly, and she shifts her weight against it, grinding her softest spot against his hardness. The feel of his slick shaft between her lips is hard to resist, even though it’s still so intimidating pressed to her. She wonders how long he’d let her just grind against him, but is already leaning forward, searching for his tip. They are so close together now, and his hot breath tickles as it moves past her skin. When she finally wiggles enough to nestle the tip against her pussy, he grips her waist.

Tor: Right… there…

Tor thrusts up into her, burying the first few inches of his cock. The jelly is a fantastic lubricant, but the muscles still need to be stretched, and she cries out.

Tor: (thrusting) Shut. Up.

He doesn’t wait for her to get accustomed to his size, just keeps working his cock deeper in and out of her. She collapses forward onto her arms, pressing her face into his cool chest, keeping her back arched.

Tor: That’s it. Just like a toy.

She bites her lips and presses them together to muffle her moans. She’s so tightly wrapped around him that she feels every ridge and vein as he fucks her. His breath comes in ragged snarls, but he can’t quite get the leverage he wants down on the floor. So he reaches under her ass with one hand and presses off the ground with the other, rising into a standing position as her arms grasp around his thick neck. His cock doesn’t leave her pussy, and he barely pauses in his thrusting. He braces her shoulders against the wall.

Tor: (gruffly) Stay quiet.

She allows him to support her weight and clasps a hand tightly to her mouth. Now that he has a full range of motion, he’s able to stuff so much more of himself inside her. She feels like she’s stretching to her limits, but his huge cock feels so good that her legs tremble around his waist. She can’t make out any of his features in the low light, but still traces his strange outline with her eyes.

(Distant sound of multiple men running)

EPA Soldier: (far away) I think it’s in Quadrant F! This way!

Tor: (low laugh under his breath)

He had cocked his head toward the noise, and what little light there was fell across his face, illuminating a single golden eye. He looks at her and staring into that cross shaped pupil as he thrusts into her makes her pussy start to clench. He feels the squeeze and snarls, before increasing his efforts. She starts to cum and wills her eyes to stay open, gazing at him. His breath comes in quick rasps, then he grunts softly and she feels her core grow hot, before he pulls out and a rush of fluid follows him to puddle on the floor. She tries to stand, but her knees buckle, and he braces her as she lowers herself to the ground.

Tor: Stay hidden little one. I’ll be back for you.

He turns and runs towards the sounds they heard, his heavy footfalls and laughter echoing off the walls.