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Rover opened his eyes to the darkness of Tethys Depths. None of the buildings were there, nor the ¨stars¨ on the sky, yet he recognized it all the same.
He walked forward, his body moving on its own, scared by the loss of control, but curious of what his dream would show him.
He stopped in front of something similar to a command panel. He didn’t recognize this. But before he could press anything on it, a glimmer caught his sight on the very edge of his vision. He immediately abandoned the console, feeling drawn to the light like a moth to the flame.
A clear blue crystal, shaped like an egg… or maybe a cocoon, a darker blue energy swirling inside it. Placed on top of something that could be considered an altar if not for the scientific sterility of its style, the blue crystal called to him, almost begging him to get close.
His feet moved on their own, and the closer he got, the more the energy inside it took shape, slowly becoming more and more humanoid, taking on the silhouette of a woman. He felt mesmerized, but he couldn’t know why. His hand moved on its own, almost touching the crystal.
And then it shattered, the surge of energy bursting forth, the intense blue light not hurting his eyes at all. It was soothing, if anything.
He could see the woman clearly now, her unclothed form alluring yet innocent, blue hair falling down to her upper back.
She opened her eyes, deep purple focused on him, and nothing beyond him. No shame was present on her face, everything that she was exposed to him without any impediment.
"I am the Shorekeeper, a tool created for you¨.
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He opened his eyes to the light of the Haven of Sprouts.
¨Did I...¨. He muttered.
¨You fell asleep!¨. He heard Encore’s voice, who came running to where he was sitting. ¨Encore was doing her thing when she saw you sleeping over here, and decided to keep guard over you, yes sir!¨.
He couldn’t not smile at the young girl’s enthusiasm. ¨Thank you Encore, I...¨. He put his hand on his face, only to feel wetness on his glove.
¨Hey what’s...¨. Encore started, before her expression sinked. ¨...Are you crying?¨. She asked, worry playing at her cute face.
He cleaned the tears off his face with his hand, only to feel the wetness run down his skin again. They kept surging on their own. His heart started to feel tight, his legs trembled.
¨E-Encore, I’ll be fine, I just need to go see the doctor, I’m not feeling alright¨. He got up from the seat, almost falling forward on the low table before steadying himself.
¨Are you sure? Encore can help you if you want...¨. She told him. But she couldn’t help him with this.
He smiled for her. ¨It’s fine, Encore, thank you… I’ll let you know once I’m feeling better, alright?¨. He told her, as comforting as he could manage in his current state.
¨A-Alright, take care of yourself…!¨. She told him, her voice shaky, as he started to walk away. He moved towards the greenhouse. He needed to see her. He needed to see her now.
Why do I… What is this sadness?
He moved quickly, avoiding as many people as he could, and their questions with them, quickly arriving on the greenhouse as the sunset arrived to the Black Shores, tinging the air with warm orange.
The greenhouse was luckily empty, except for the lonely notes of the piano. The Modulation Device.
He quickly ascended the stairs, finding her there, the Shorekeeper, her back to him. She stopped playing, turning around to look at him, her normally impassive expression turning into a beautiful smile. His tears had stilled on the way here. And with this, the pain on his heart had subsided too, erradicated by the sight of her.
He walked forward, sitting beside her in front of the piano. ¨Something worries you¨. She said matter-of-factly. ¨Talk to me… Please¨.
Her voice relaxed his senses. ¨I… had a dream¨.
He recounted the experience to her, with as much detail as he could manage. When he got to the part with the blue crystal, she posed her hand over his, their fingers locking together.
¨That happened...¨. She started, speaking fondly. ¨… a long, long time ago¨.
Her hand squeezed harder. ¨It was the very start of the Black Shores… and the very start of me¨. She looked at him, her purple eyes showing nothing but affection at that time. Completely different to how they looked in his dream. Or in his memory, more accurately.
¨The very start of us...¨. Her smile widened as she took Rover in her arms, wrapping them behind his back.
¨Then it is a happy memory...¨. He corresponded her embrace, his arms feeling the naked skin of her back. ¨...then why do I feel sad?¨.
She hesitated, pulling back to look at his eyes, finding that same expression she had seen millenia ago. ¨So it was sadness, what you felt when you first looked at me...¨.
He nodded. ¨You said you were a tool…¨. He repeated, remembering her stony face in his memory.
No one should be treated as a mere tool
¨I am...¨. She spoke simply. His anger swelled at the reminder of the encounter with the Tethys System they had not that long ago, but she continued before he could say anything. ¨But that’s not all I am… I am not only The Shorekeeper that you met then… I am much more, and all is thanks to you¨.
She pulled back, letting him see her angelic face, which looked even more beautiful with the smile she was wearing. ¨Everything I’ve learned, everything I’ve experienced, everything I feel is thanks to you… this love I feel is thanks to you, my star¨.
His eyes watered again, but sadness wasn’t in his heart now. Shorekeeper moved her hands to his face, touching him softly, and moved forward, pressing her forehead to his, the tip of their noses touching. He did the same, pulling her veil back, feeling her blue locks spill between his fingers as he touched the back of her head. They held each other like this, taking comfort in the presence of one another, smiles painted on their faces.
¨So...¨. She spoke again, her voice low. ¨Do not feel sad if you see another memory like that in your dreams. It’s all in the past, I am here now… and I’ll always be here for you¨.
Rover suddenly moved his head, separating their forehead and pressing his lips to hers. Her hands trembled on his face when he did, but she didn’t fight it, just the opposite, pressing herself harder to him, her arms wrapping around his neck.
He felt fulfilled, having finally gathered the courage to do this. And one taste of her only made him want to get more, opening his mouth to prod at hers with his tongue, finding no resistance, her own welcoming him in, sharing in each other’s taste until the need for air became evident, at least for him.
They separated, still looking at each other with half-lidded eyes, purple against gold. ¨...Did I ever do that before?¨. He asked her, his voice low.
A soft smile formed on her lips. ¨No… you had not¨. She caressed his face with her thumb.
He smirked. ¨Huh, I don’t know what I was thinking, then… Now I just want to do it more¨. His hand played at her outfit, his fingers passing under the thin straps helping hold it together.
¨And more...¨. His other hand caressed her side, going up little by little until it almost touched her breast.
He looked up at her, his golden eyes full of love and desire. ¨Can I?¨. He asked.
Shorekeeper let out a soft breath, one that sounded almost relieved. ¨...I would like nothing more¨.
He almost did so, but she continued talking. ¨But we should do it somewhere more… private. My signals diverting everyone from the Greenhouse will not last for long enough...¨
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They moved quickly under the cover of night, guided by Shorekeeper’s knowledge of the terrain, until they arrived to an open cave by the seaside, right under the TD Observatory. There they moved slowly, removing their footwear and leaving their footprints on the dark sand of the Black Shores as they walked through the low water.
The water wasn’t cold at all. Or at least, he didn’t feel it, focusing on Shorekeeper’s body as she walked in front of him, her hand taking his firmly. His eyes wandered to the lines on her calves. She had told him about them, the product of her self-repairing with remnant crystals, same as the lines on her chest. Her own, unique scars.
He had some too, hidden by his clothes. He couldn’t remember when or how he got them, but he was sure she did. But however it was, she probably wouldn’t tell him. He had made her peace with that, Shorekeeper wouldn’t tell him anything about his past unless he remembered it first. By his own request.
He couldn’t know the exact reasons to forget. But if he was still himself after losing his memories, he knew it must have been painful, having to forget all about this wonderful woman in front of him.
¨Are you lost in thought?¨. Her voice shaked him out of his small trance and back into reality, back to her smile as she saw him focus on her.
¨...Yes¨. He stepped forward towards her, standing in the middle of the shallow water, the light of the bioluminescent corals making the scene before him all the more wonderful.
¨I was thinking about how beautiful you are...¨. He got even closer, his arms wrapping around her. She trembled on his grip, and felt her breath on his neck as he whispered on her ear. ¨… Of how much I love you… of how much I wanted to do this…¨.
He placed his mouth right on her neck, kissing and licking her soft skin, enjoying her very quiet moans, his hands roaming her body, undoing the neck of her outfit and letting the strings fall, pulling it down and exposing her breasts to him, finding her nipples to be a deep blue in color. He thought back at his memory, remembering that they had indeed always been like this.
He focused his eyes on the crystal right on the middle of her chest, tracing its length with a finger. This is connected to her core, her heart… maybe she’s all blue inside...
He moved his head down between her breasts, planting kisses on the blue crystal, fingers busying themselves on pinching her nipples, Shorekeeper’s sounds of pleasure becoming sweeter by the second, while her hands tugged at his clothes, manifesting her wish to admire his body too.
Rover was loath to separate from her, but he granted her wish, pulling back and quickly taking off his jacket and shirt, throwing them towards a raised coral, keeping them from falling into the wet, sandy floor of the cave.
Shorekeeper looked him up and down, her purple eyes glued to his muscled frame, appreciation clear on them. ¨You have always been like this… ever since I met you...¨. She mumbled, her hands inching forward to touch his hard flesh, tracing the creases between his abs with her dainty fingers.
He let out a pleased sound at her touch, but his face denoted confusion. She smiled up at him, her hand still at work. ¨I mean that you have always had this constitution, this...¨. She moved closer, her kneeling on the water to place her head to his midsection, mumbling something under her breath as she rubbed her cheek to his navel, the thin trail of black hair leading down to his pants tickling her face. ¨...handsome physique, that calls me to you… that awakens something deep inside me, that doesn’t originate on the logic I was built with...¨.
She looked up again, her eyes shining with the light of the corals. ¨The lust you created in me… that you unintentionally built along with the rest of my being¨. She planted a kiss on the smooth skin of his midsection, her arms wrapping around him. Shorekeeper could feel his black pants tightening more and more with each second that passed, feeling his desire building up the more she talked.
¨That’s...¨. Rover managed to mumble, before Shorekeeper unbuttoned his pants with one hand, her teeth biting the metalling zipper and pulling down slowly, until she got to the bottom, leaving Rover’s manhood constrained only by his underwear, the dark cloth stretching over his tip as it throbbed, begging to be released.
She looked at it, her eyes full of wonder as she watched it twitch, before pursing her lips and planting a kiss on his tip, savoring his sour taste on her tongue, making her want more. She opened her mouth in a soft ahhh, taking the tip on her mouth, sucking and licking while she felt Rover’s hands on her head, caressing her scalp softly, his mouth trying to form words only for them to become moans on their way out.
Shorekeeper loved hearing his voice take those tones, letting her know that she was the one making him feel this good, and her efforts earned her a fat glob of his precum right on her mouth, passing through the dirtied underwear to fall on her tongue, his taste making her tremble.
Though she felt his hands push at her head softly, making her stop, looking up to see his begging eyes. ¨Please...¨. She heard, his deep voice pleading.
She immediately moved her hands to the hem of his pants and pulled them down, letting them get soaked in the water of the cave, freeing his fat cock to bounce up and drape over her face, obscuring half of her sight as it covered her eye.
Shorekeeper looked at his manhood intently, her eyes darting to his dark pubic hair, before taking in his length and girth, her dainty nose twitching as she takes a deep whiff of his smell, a soft sigh leaving her mouth after, blowing on his dick and making it throb, finishing her analysis by giving his tip a lick, taking in some of the off-white natural lubrication.
¨Hmmm...¨. She moaned, closing her eyes as she savored it. ¨...Ahhh… you are just prodigious, my dear star… magnificently endowed, a delicious taste, and intoxicating smell...¨. Her voice trailed off as she breathed in again, her eyes half-closing, before surging forward and burying her face on his crotch, her hands wrapping around him again.
¨S-Shorekeeper...¨. He moaned her name as her tongue darted out to lap at his scrotum, softly massaging the sensitive orbs as she took in his taste, his cock twitching over her face. She licked up, getting to his tip, before licking back down, her tongue passing over every prominent vein, every pleat on his testicles, familiarizing herself with all of it as she slobbered all over his sex.
His breath caught in his throat when he felt her take one of his balls in her mouth, warming his seed reservoir before doing the same to its twin, leaving all of his crotch glistening with her saliva. He pulled back, pushing his tip to her lips and holding her head in his hands. ¨I-I cannot hold it anymore…!¨. He said, his deep voice sounded almost desperate.
He is so cute. Was the only thing that passed through Shorekeeper’s mind as she opened her mouth completely, letting him see to the entrance of her throat, and there he went, pushing forward and sheathing half his length inside her mouth, her cheeks hollowing and forming a warm, wet sleeve for him to thrust into, his sensitized cock feeling all the pleasure that his Shorekeeper could give him.
Her arms tightened her embrace, pushing his cock deeper inside her mouth, entering the back of her throat, the wet muscles, contracting and relaxing, almost as if consciously controled by Shorekeeper, making him double over from the pleasure, his soft, deep moans gracing her ears and provoking her more and more, one of her hands moving down to grasp his balls, rolling the precious spheres between her fingers, very lightly squeezing them, stimulating them into making a bigger, richer load for her.
¨Fuck…! It’s coming out!¨. He moaned, and Shorekeeper pushed herself forward even harder, taking his cock to the hilt, her lips stretched over his man-meat, the rich male scent coming from his dark pubes frazzling her senses.
Shorekeeper got what she wanted, feeling his warm seed pump down her throat directly into her stomach, her body trembling as she reached a high on her own, the reality of having made him feel this good hitting her like a sack of bricks and getting her to acompany him in his pleasure without even touching herself, her throat still massaging his length as he kept shooting, coaxing everything he had to give and then some.
Satisfied with what she got, Shorekeeper pulled back, slowly making Rover unsheath his cock, her lips pursed, forming a tight seal to remove all the dirtyness off his manhood as he pulled out, until the tip got out with a small pop, the whole length glistening with her saliva.
Shorekeeper put a hand to her mouth, a satisfied hum coming out as she savored what semen was left in her mouth, before swallowing it all, a smile painted on her beautiful face.
"Ohhhhh... Damn...". Rover muttered, trying to recover from the explosive orgasm.
"Are you satisfied with my performance?". He heard her speak, a small teasing tone present in her normally-serious voice.
He managed to right himself, watching her still knelt before him, her plump breasts still out, capped by her unique blue nipples. He let out a breath. "It's unfair".
She raised her eyebrows, looking confused. "What is?".
A wry smile appeared on his face. "That you're so damn good yet you haven't gotten any pleasure from this...". He had not realized that the beauty before him had just soaked her outfit in a sympathetic orgasm.
"So it's my turn...!". He stated, pulling Shorekeeper back to her feet, the woman letting out a small surprised sound, and kneeling down himself, his knees depressing the dark sand under the shallow water, cushioning his weight well enough.
He quickly worked on her outfit, the elaborate dress surprisingly easy to remove, leaving her in only her white, form-fitting underwear. He pressed his face to her flat belly, enjoying the softness of her skin, his hands passing behind to grope at her voluminous ass.
He wondered if Shorekeeper had just been created like this, or if some subconscious desire of his affected her when she was born from that crystal.
Because right here, right now, there was not one body that he loved and enjoyed more than hers, with her wide hips, her soft, large breasts and the gropable behind that was just to die for.
Her hands played at his black hair, short strands passing between her fingers. She was already familiar with where he liked being scratched, having lended him her lap for a nap multiple times since he arrived at the Black Shores.
And before that...
She sighed, enjoying his hands on her backside, lovingly massaging her flesh, planting sweet kisses on her belly, entraced by her soft skin.
"How can you be so damn beautiful...". He muttered, his fingers going under the hem of what little cloth was left on her form, and pulled down, slowly, savoring each second as he revealed her pussy to his eyes, feasting on the beautiful sight of her perfect outer lips, barely darker than her skin.
They glistened with her arousal, surrounding the inner lips, blue in color just like her nipples. Her clit peeked from under its hood, like a shining blue gem, begging for his attention.
Shorekeeper let his head go, putting her hands to the sides of her pussy and spreading for, letting him take an even better look at her azure pussy. He looked up at her face, to find a luminiscent blush on it, her eyes avoiding his gaze.
"You're so cute". He stated, echoing her own thoughts on him, appreciation clear in his voice, and proceeded to plant his lips right on her entrance, his tongue snaking out to lick at her inner walls, lapping the clear juices she was soaked with.
Shorekeeper moaned appreciatively, enjoying the novel feeling with all her being. "T-That is...". She whined, trying to praise his work but not able to get the words out.
He angled up, putting his mouth to her quivering clit and pursing his lips to suck on it, stimulating a loud moan out of her mouth, the first of many, he hoped.
"R-Rover!". She whined, relishing in his attentions.
He looked up again to her flushed face. It ocurred to him that she was way more sensitive than expected, and then he realized that her underwear was absolutely soaked, helping him figure out that she had cum together with him.
That's too much...
How couldn't he love her even more when she had came just from giving him pleasure?.
He pushed hard, which coupled with Shorekeeper's already unsteady legs made her fall backwards with a small yelp, right into the temperate water, splashing everywhere, her veil falling into it and left floating on its surface.
Rover grabbed her legs by her calves, his fingers feeling the slight depression of her scars, product of her self-reparation, and contorted her back until her hairless pussy was completely exposed to his eyes.
"You didn't tell me you had cum before". He told her, a smirk on his face.
"I... Felt too good, making you feel good made me feel great too...". She stated, only the barest hint of shame present in her voice.
"You're too damn precious...!". Was all he said before diving back in between her legs, licking her soaked blue pussy with gusto while one of his hands occupied itself with her clit, pinching and squeezing the small nub between the tips of his fingers.
Wanting to hear more of the beauty's soft vocalizations, he pushed his tongue in her tunnel, tasting her insides and pushing on her pleated walls like a man posessed.
"My s-star, you're too gooood!". She managed to let put before the pleasure overtook her again, her back trying to arch but it was unable to, with Rover holding her in this position.
He redoubled his effort, wanting to make her cum and make her cum now. He pushed his tongue as deep as it could go, and wriggled it side to side, up and down, frenziedly rubbing her inner passage, the stimulation making her tunnel contract, but it couldn't restrain his slimy tongue, only making his job easier.
"I-I am- I'm going to cum!!!". She screamed, her words echoing on the rocky walls, followed by a rapturous wail as he pushed on a sweet spot she had found, making her reach her second orgasm of the night.
Rover pulled back, gasping for air, his eyes focused on the crashed-out Shorekeeper in front of him, her legs twitching from the aftershocks of the pleasure he had just given her, some pride swelling in his heart. Warranted, he thinks, even if Shorekeeper wouldn’t ever want to do this with someone else, he still felt good knowing he was the one to get her like this.
But his body had more control of him than his mind at the moment, his cock throbbing angrily at the neglect, wanting to plug that dark blue hole and do it right now, he moved forward, draping himself over his Shorekeeper, his length resting over her sodden slit, his hands to the sides of her head, the shallow water not even reaching her ears as she rested her head on the ground.
¨My star...¨. She whispered, a blush spread on her face. He adored just how beautiful she looked, laid down for him. And the place she had chosen only accentuated her charm even more. ¨I’ve been wanting this for so long...¨.
He moved down, giving her a kiss. A short one. ¨...Why didn’t we do this before I was gone?¨. He asked her. He really wondered, his attraction to her was undeniable, and it was corresponded, their yearning and longing all-encompasing. He knew it as soon as he saw her when he arrived at the Black Shores, that this woman was the one, that they were connected on a deeper level.
She smiled, both at his kiss and his question. ¨I didn’t understand either… until now. I think I have the answer¨. She hooked her legs behind his back, her arms doing the same, pressing her body to him, her large breasts compressing to his hard chest. ¨I think you were waiting for me to understand… to really understand my feelings. To know that I love you… That it was my desire to be with you, my highest imperative, even over the purpose of my creation¨.
He felt her hot breath on his neck, making him tremble for a second. ¨Thank you, for giving me the time to understand myself, to figure out my feelings… to realize that I love you more than anything¨.
He could cry, but now wasn’t the time for it. ¨Me too, more than anything… my Shorekeeper¨. He felt her quiver when he said the words.
¨Now… come on inside me… it’s about time, my dear star...¨. Her invitation was clear, and he was not about to refuse. He moved one hand out of the water, touching her body on its way down, tracing her crystal and belly before landing over his cock, pushing it down until his tip caught on her entrance, the eager hole welcoming him easily.
¨Go… deeper, please…!¨. She whispered, anticipation clear in her voice. Rover sank his manhood inside her, stretching her passage until he fit himself in completely, the warm and snug feeling of her enrapturing his mind.
The same could be said for her, relishing on being united with him, their bodies to each other, finally expressing their deep-seated desires. Feeling him inside her, going as deep as he could possibly go, it was bliss for the woman.
¨I-It feels just as I expected… just as I wanted…¨. She mumbled, her voice shaky. Rover pulled back, her blue pussymeat clinging to his girth as he went until it couldn’t no more, getting out halfway, before pushing in again, settling in a slow, loving rhythm, their soft moans getting lost in the sound of the waves outside the secluded cave.
¨You feel so good around me…¨. He whispered on her ear between nips and licks, enjoying how her pussy contracted around his meaty cock whenever he hit one of her many, many sweet spots, his cockhead softly touching and rubbing on her cervix, new sensations almost overwhelming her mind, swelling it with love and adoration.
She gripped him harder, her arms and legs tightening around him, not wanting to let go of his warmth. ¨I love you…!¨. She cried.
¨I love you too...¨. He kept whispering, having his movement restricted to short thrusts, tapping on her depths repeatedly, Shorekeeper’s moans getting louder by the second.
¨Please!¨. She begged for something, that what was unclear, but she wanted it. He forced himself back, overpowering the grip of her legs, and started pounding harder, pulling out and back inside fast and hard. ¨Yes! Yes! You make me feel so good…!¨. She screamed, letting him know that she liked it, that she wanted more.
He paused for a second to adjust his posture, planting his feet on the sandy floor, letting him pound into her harder, faster, deeper, his cock gliding in and out of her hole in moments. ¨I’m gonna fill you up, Shorekeeper! To the brim! I’ll give you all I have…!¨. He growled, looking at her purple eyes, lost in desire
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¨Do it! Give it all to me, please!¨. She begged, the calmness on her voice completely gone and replaced for hunger and impatience.
The slaps of their hips echoed through the cave along with their moans, their love and desire for each other more than clear, thankfully disguised by the crashing waves. ¨Take it all!¨. He moaned, burying his cock inside her to the hilt, bumping on her cervix while giving her a passionate kiss, taking her own moans in his mouth, and let it all out, painting her insides in white, his balls working overtime to give his beloved everything he could.
Shorekeeper’s eyes opened wide as she came, looking at him in love and adoration as she felt his warmth suffusing her insides, the new feeling invading her and dominating her, making her tremble and cry as she orgasmed too, her hips pushing up into his, compressing her womb against his cock even more.
It was so much semen that it spilled out, staining some of the water below them off-white, but they didn’t care, too focused on feeling each other, their tongues playing and dancing as they rode out the last of their high, until they had to separate for air.
¨Haahhh… Shorekeeper, I...¨. He panted, trying to catch his breath. She smiled at him, breathing softly, her eyes full of love.
¨...Thank you, my Shorekeeper¨. He was glad to have her. To know that he would always have a shore to call home, and a Shorekeeper to welcome him to it.