4. Cyrus

4

CYRUS

N ico was quiet as we drove to my house. I lived in a little cottage downtown surrounded by other small, quiet houses. It might have been wiser for me to live in a larger home that was made for orcs rather than humans, but I liked my neighborhood and had no intention of leaving any time soon.

Nico finally spoke once we’d pulled into the garage and I parked the truck.

“Is this it?” he asked, unbuckling his seatbelt.

“Yes, this is my home.”

“It’s nice.”

“You haven’t seen inside yet.”

A smirk flashed across his face and it must have taken every ounce of strength he possessed to not crack an inappropriate joke. “I can’t wait,” he said, his voice wavering as he held back a laugh.

I led him to the front door, unlocked it, and ducked so I could fit inside without bumping my head on the door frame.

“Why don’t you get a new door?” Nico asked, glancing around the living room curiously as he walked in. “The inside is nice and roomy.” He pointed toward the ceiling, which was high enough to allow me to stand to my full height.

“It doesn’t bother me much,” I admitted. “I’ve grown used to it over the years, so it would be strange to change it now, and I’m not terribly fond of changes. Truth be told, I did consider replacing it when I first moved in, but after training myself not to bump my head after a few painful mishaps, I decided it was easier to leave as it was and not make a fuss.”

“But think of how nice it would be to not have to duck.” He flopped down on the couch on the other side of the room, the stark whiteness of it contrasting shockingly against his shirt. He spread his legs wide and stretched his arms over the backrest.

I sat down in the chair opposite him. “A new door would be nice, but I’m certainly not going to change it simply because a stranger told me I should.”

Nico scoffed. “I’m hardly a stranger.”

The furniture dwarfed his body, making him look like a doll positioned on human objects. He was more suited to the size of a goblin or an incubus, but he wanted an orc, and an orc was what he got.

“We met mere hours ago – you are practically a stranger,” I insisted.

Nico’s eyes darted around the room, taking every little bit of it in. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” He shifted uncomfortably, closing his legs and folding his hands into his lap. “So, are we going to discuss our future together?” he asked.

“My, you are forward, aren’t you?”

“I guess I am. Do you like that?”

“Sometimes.” I leaned forward, meeting his reluctant gaze. “Listen to me, Nico. You seem like a nice enough man, but I need you to understand something about sex with orcs.”

“Ooh, tell me.” His eyes lit up as he eagerly awaited my next words.

“We’re big.” I gestured awkwardly to my lap.

“I know. I’ve watched orc porn before.”

“Well, that’s not a good representation of what it looks like in real life.”

“Really?” he looked disappointed.

“The human actors they get for those scenes are big, usually taller than average. They’re not small like you. That’s also their job, so they’re much better prepared for intercourse with all sorts of monsters. You’ve got to understand that jumping into a sexual relationship with me is only going to hurt you. It takes time, practice, and patience to be with an orc my size, and I get the feeling that all you want is a little quick fun.”

Nico’s eyes widened the more I talked about myself. His eyes weren’t the only things growing, and I found it more and more difficult to keep my eyes off his bulge.

“I get that, but I don’t mind waiting a little while. There are other things two people can do together besides fucking. I wouldn’t mind taking an orc cock in my mouth before my ass if that’s what it takes.”

I’d all but lost the words I planned on saying. Forwardness was one thing, but this kind of talk was something else entirely, and I wasn’t quite sure how to feel about it. Part of me enjoyed someone who knew exactly what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to say it out loud, but the other part was offended by those same things.

All I wanted was someone to love me and cherish me for who I was, and Nico was absolutely not the right man for the job. But he was all I had, and maybe it wasn’t so bad to let loose and have a little fun once in a while. Maybe it was all right for me to want to sleep with someone I’d just met.

“You know what, Nico?” I rubbed my hands along my thighs. “Tonight is your lucky night after all. Tonight I’m yours to have some fun with. But be warned, I’m a lot to take in – and not just my, well, you know. If you really want to be together, we’re going to have to take things slowly.”

“I don’t mind at all,” Nico replied quickly. “I’ll do whatever it takes. And I’ll listen to what you tell me. But are you sure you really want to go through with this? Back at the library, you didn’t sound like you wanted to have sex with me at all.”

“Oh, we’re not going to have sex just yet.”

“We’re not?”

“No. Tonight is our night to explore each other’s bodies, see how we work together, and then maybe – maybe – I’ll let you have a little more of me.”