Chapter 10

Arccoo

Arccoo led Carmen by the hand, pulling her up the stairs to where her bedroom lay in wait. He pulled her to him at the top of the landing, pressing them against the wall as he bent down to nibble her bottom lip. His hands roamed down the contours of her curves, making her moan breathlessly against his mouth.

“Your body is amazing,” Arccoo breathed into her neck. He gripped her waist in his hands and pulled her closer against him. He wanted to mold her body to his, to memorize her very essence.

The dusky light from the room’s antique chandelier cast a warm glow over Carmen’s skin, illuminating her in hues of gold and amber while making her appear ethereal. He would carry the vision across the cosmos.

Their final night together unraveled like the last thread of hope. Each moment brought them closer to Arccoo’s final departure.

“Arccoo,” she murmured, her voice heavy with their impending futures. The heat between them rose, a tangible force that pushed them closer without the need for gravity.

His hands explored the familiar and cherished landscape of her body, sliding down over her hips to cup her ass as she pressed against his hardening cock.

Every curve under his fingers was a verse he wished he could write across the stars, a testament to the love they had kindled in such a short amount of time. Her responsiveness to his touch was immediate and intense, perfected in stolen moments of time. The cherished memories of their forbidden love would stay with him forever.

The passion she displayed matched his own. Her hands fisted his shirt as her body aligned with his in a seamless rhythm that spoke of a connection deeper than the physical plane they were bound to.

“I can’t believe this is your last night here,” Carmen said, trailing her words into the air as Arccoo nibbled and kissed across her neck.

The longing that ran through him was sharp, a blade that cut through the veil of pleasure. He wanted to forever etch this night into the very fabric of his being, to carry her essence with him across the void between worlds.

In that instant, Arccoo knew that no matter the space or the silence that awaited, this night, this singular expression of their love would resonate through eternity. Their love could survive the immense distance between planets. He could feel it.

Arccoo traced the contours of Carmen’s face, his fingertips gliding over her skin like a comet tail streaking across the night sky.

“This may be our last physical night, but what I’ve found with you will endure for eternity.”

Their lips met once more. A frenetic need for closeness ran throughout them as they made their way to the bedroom. With each step, they paused, yielding to the urgency of their touch, hands exploring the familiar yet still exhilarating landscape of each other’s bodies.

The plush carpet muffled their footsteps as they stumbled together, the ferocity of their movements dictated by longing and guided by the gravity of their connection. Arccoo’s violet eyes shimmered with an emotion that was both joyous and melancholic.

Carmen pressed closer, her curves molding into him with a desperation that told of an impending void only he could fill. Her fingers dug into the fabric covering his shoulders, as if trying to anchor herself to him, to this world, to the now. He could feel her heartbeat, rapid against his chest, a drumbeat counting down their time left entwined.

Arccoo’s breath hitched as Carmen’s lips met his. She carried a silent plea in the press of her mouth against his, and her tongue moved with an intensity that made him wish he had more time.

He felt the tremble in Carmen’s touch, the uncertainty that quivered between them mirrored in the hesitant way she drew him closer. Each kiss was a whisper of doubt, speaking of the unspeakable fears of love tested by cosmic distance. Yet as much as hesitation laced their movements, desire pulled them inevitably together. The unyielding force refused to be denied.

Arccoo picked Carmen up as she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her, never breaking the kiss, to her bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. He paused to look into her eyes, the inevitable weighing heavily on their shared gaze.

With a sad smile, Carmen pulled him to her, kissing him as if this was the last time. The echo of their mingled breaths filled the hall, enveloped by the urgency that propelled them. His hands traced the familiar terrain of her skin, focusing on the rise and fall beneath his fingertips as if charting a map across galaxies, one he would need to navigate the void that loomed ahead.

Arccoo’s hands trembled with a mingling of eagerness and reverence as they reached for Carmen. He lifted the clingy fabric of her dress, revealing her thighs inch by inch until it pooled at the floor around her feet.

The violet lace that clung to her skin caught his breath in his throat. His heart thrummed a celestial rhythm, resonating through the tight confines of his body where his cock gave an impatient twitch.

With her dress discarded, the moonlight danced over her exposed skin, painting her in ethereal light. Arccoo leaned forward, his lips parting in silent worship before pressing a kiss just below her collarbone. His mouth moved with unhurried intensity, savoring the taste of her flesh, as sweet as stardust on his tongue.

The delicate scent of her desire blended into the night air in a fragrance that could drive even a being of the cosmos to madness. His kisses became a trail of heat as he explored the valley between her breasts, descending like a fallen star over her stomach. With every touch, he reaffirmed his devotion, leaving no doubt of his need to claim her as his own, if only for this fleeting moment.

His cock strained against his pants as he nibbled and kissed his way down Carmen’s body to the hem of her lace panties. The violet hue made him let out a groan. His hands danced over the lace that clung to her like a second skin, the delicate fabric whispering secrets only he could hear. Arccoo’s gaze held a feral gleam, his pupils dilated with raw need as he caught the edge of her panties between his teeth in a display of the hunger that consumed him.

With careful precision, he tugged them down her thighs, revealing her bare pussy that called to him in a siren’s song for his soul. The sight of her, so open and wanting, pulled a low sound from his throat, a vibration that resonated within the intimate space they shared.

Carmen’s breath hitched, her chest rising and falling quickly. She lifted her hips, an instinctual offering, searching for the friction only his mouth could provide.

Arccoo’s lips parted hungrily, barely grazing her warmth and savoring the moment. His tongue flicked out to taste her arousal. The sweetness he found tethered him to the earth. To her.

Carmen’s gasp filled the room in a symphony of pleasure that echoed in his ears. Her hands reached for him, seeking anchorage in the building sensation that he conjured with each caress.

Arccoo let out a groan and grasped her thighs with a reverence reserved for the most sacred rituals. He explored her folds, his tongue delving into her core to devour her sweet taste.

“Arccoo,” she gasped in a breathless whisper that swelled into existence. Her fingers entwined within the dark silk of his hair, drawing him closer into the nebulous cloud of her desire. The universe seemed to contract around them, every star and planet aligning to the rhythm of their connection.

As he worshiped her pussy, she rode the wave of his touch, chasing the burgeoning supernova of her climax. With each swirl and stroke of his tongue, she responded. He could feel the pleasure rising within her as he continued.

Arccoo’s breath hitched as his cock strained against his pants, still confined as he devoured every bit of Carmen’s pussy. He was twitching with an insistent yearning to bury himself completely within her until the final star blinked out of the night sky. He was bound by this desire, a primal need that only she could satisfy.

He came up, hovering his body over hers, as her skin still shivered from the aftershocks of pleasure. His mouth found hers once more, and he groaned into the kiss. The taste of her essence lingered on his lips, a sweet testament to their fervent union. She responded with equal fervor, her tongue meeting his.

Carmen’s fingers danced with purpose, tracing the line of Arccoo’s taut abdomen before they met the resistance of fabric and a metal clasp. With deliberate movements that belied her urgency, she freed the button and drew down his zipper. The sound sliced through the thick air of desire that enveloped them. Her breath caught as she peeled back the layers to reveal him. His cock sprang free from its confines, a tangible manifestation of his raw need for her.

He gasped, a strangled sound of both relief and heightened anticipation as her hand wrapped around him. The warmth of her touch was a stark contrast to the cool night air that whispered through the room, an invisible spectator to their carnal ballet. She gave him slow, teasing strokes, her grip firm yet gentle, charting a path along his length that promised sweet torture. His hips bucked instinctively, seeking more of her exquisite torment.

With each stroke, Arccoo felt the world narrowing to this singular point of contact. The ethereal bond between them grew taut with the pull of her hand, an invisible thread weaving their destinies tighter. A low moan rumbled in his chest as she guided him to her entrance. The slick heat of her summoned him.

He lingered for a moment, the head of his cock notched at the entrance to her pussy, another realm that tethered his entire being here on Earth. He gave a teasing thrust, her folds welcoming the tip of him with little resistance, beckoning him to fill her warmth with every inch of his hardened cock.

As he slid into her, the room seemed to pulse with the echoes of the gasp they shared, mouth to mouth as his cock punched straight into her core. Carmen’s back arched, a silent plea for him to fill her deeper. He obliged, each thrust a vow etched into the fabric of his soul.

They moved in unison. Arccoo’s groans mingled with Carmen’s soft cries. He watched her beneath him, her eyes closed, lips parted, a portrait of rapture that fueled his own ascent toward ecstasy.

Their panting filled the room. Each breath was a shared secret, every gasp a whispered confession of the passion that consumed them. In this space where time held no dominion, they found solace in their desires, surrendering to the pull that led them closer to the edge.

Carmen’s movements became fevered as she matched Arccoo’s rhythm with her own. Their bodies, slick with the sheen of shared heat, slipped and slid with an urgency that highlighted the deep connection they shared. With each thrust he offered, she countered, grinding her hips to meet him. She clenched around him with every downward stroke of his rigid cock.

The intensity built, a crescendo of passion that seemed to echo in the very air around them. Carmen groaned as her inner muscles fluttered around him. When she clenched tightly around him, it was as if she had commanded the stars themselves to align.

Arccoo’s release came as a force of nature, a rush of warmth that filled her and marked the union of their essences. It was an ending and a beginning, a moment suspended in the eternity they had created together. Both gasped for breath as waves of pleasure rendered them senseless. They drifted, momentarily lost in the oblivion of their shared climax.

As the tremors subsided and the room came back into focus, Arccoo’s gaze locked onto Carmen’s. A weight in his look held a silent communication of things unsaid and farewells unspoken. He brushed a tender kiss against her lips, a soft touch that carried the gravity of goodbye.

“Remember this,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the cadence of their slowing hearts. “Remember us.”

With those final words, he pulled away, the lost warmth of her body leaving a chill in its absence. He gazed at her as he stepped back from the bed and into the shadows. She reached out, her hand grasping at the empty space he left behind.

She didn’t expect it to hurt so much when she found nothing there.

But then again, she didn’t expect everything that Arccoo had made her feel.