Worlds Apart - Sex Stories

Worlds Apart

... swear, she just said something. But I couldn’t hear what. Which is impossible. She’s right next to me. Even the slightest whisper wouldn’t be that quiet.

I’m awoken by the rays of the sun beaming down on me. The more things change, the more they stay the same, I guess. And that expression is proven even more as, like usual, I’m the first one up. My crew is still snoring away and Xen and Liy are still in their tents. But something immediately catches my eye. Val’s tent is completely taken down. Sweet. Now I have someone to talk to. But where is she?

I survey the area, seeing if I can spot her or some clue to tell me where she went. That’s when I notice that the door on our ship is open. Putting two and two together, I head over to the ship to surprise the invader. But as I reach the doorway, I spot Val sitting down with a bunch of papers in her hands, giggling as she observes them. Wait a minute, is she...wearing my clothes? Yeah, that’s my avocado tank top and Hello Kitty shorts. I didn’t think she’d have any interest in wearing clothes. Oh, that’s just precious. They’re so loose on her. But something about those papers she’s laughing at catches my attention. OH, SHIT, MY DRAWINGS!!!

I rush inside, trying to think of something that seems believable.

“Oh, hey, there, Val,” I greet, grabbing her attention, “Beautiful morning, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is, Alex,” she says before turning her attention back to the pictures.

Ok, something believable. Something ...

... believable. Alright, she doesn’t know that Dani can’t draw. Aaaand I just now remembered who the hell I’m thinking in front of. Please, don’t judge me.

“I would never dare dream of it,” she says with a chuckle.

I make my way over to her, sitting right next to her and saying,

“So what do you think? I didn’t make you look fat, did I?”

“No, no,” she giggles, “I really like it. You have a real talent for drawing.”

“Aww, well, aren’t you sweet?”

She looks at me, smirking and I smirk back at her. Wow, just look at those eyes. Just my luck that the greatest being I’ve ever encountered has my favorite color in their eyes. And it absolutely works with the rest of her. Emerald green and hot pink are a match made in heaven.

She gives me a room brightening smile as her markings turn violet, confusing me. Then, I remember what it means when her markings change color. So to stop things from being awkward again, I say,

“Uh-...shoot. I’m sorry, I-”

But she stops me, bringing her finger to my lips.

“I am not offended,” she assures, “For me, violet means that I am happy. Your words are making me feel good.”

Aww. Looks like my brain isn’t completely useless after all.

“Well, I’m glad I could make you so happy with just my words,” I say.

Her smile grows even larger as I return one of my own. My attention then turns to my clothes on her body, making me uncontrollably snicker.

“So,” I start, pinching the shoulder strap of my tank top, “What happened? You just got ...