Electric Connection

"Emma! Move away!" The tinny, electronic voice of Deftly Fixes shouted out to her, panic in his voice. Before she could do more than register his words, she heard the machine she was working on start crackling.

The machine arced, shorting out, electricity sparking a few inches from her face. Her eyes widened and she pulled back as it flashed, her face shield and clothing the only thing protecting her from the flames and electricity that were shooting out directly in front of her face. She screamed, moving faster than she'd ever moved in her life, pushing herself away from literal death.

She felt a tentacle wrap around her arm, and with a lurch she was pulled away, falling to the ground. She breathed heavily, kicking herself away as whoever grabbed her pulled her further back. She couldn't see. The visor was scorched, burn marks covering it.

"Emma, are you ok?" The electronic voice of her friend reached through to her again, and suddenly she could see again, one of his tentacles lifting up her visor. She immediately looked to where she had just been, seeing another Huragok hurriedly messing with the machine she and the Huragok in front of her had been repairing, the new Huragok soon disabling the malfunctioning machine.

She breathed heavily, feeling Deftly Fixes' tentacles sliding over her chest. She then looked down at herself, seeing two of them resting on her. She looked up, seeing him looking down at her, his eyes focusing directly on her own. She felt her heart flutter, seeing the worried breathing, and the nervous head movements. "Ya... Ya... I'm ok... Are you?" A sigh of relief came through a speaker on his body, followed by a distorted chuckle.

"I'm not the one who took an arc blast to the face..." He chuckled again, more nervously now. He turned his head away for a second, then moved it back. "Are you sure you're ok? Can I check your vitals?"

Her heart beat heavily in her chest as her friend looked down at her, concern evident in the way he was moving his head and appendages. She always found it cute when his floating became a bit wobbly whenever he was unsure or nervous, but now she felt a bit of worry, knowing it was because of her. She took an unsteady breath, her hands starting to shake. "Y-Ya... I... I... That's a good idea, yes." She propped herself up on her elbows as he floated closer.

He shifted a tentacle towards her right hand, carefully wrapping around her wrist, lifting it up. She pinched her eyes shut, not wanting to look at her trembling hand, but it did nothing to stop the pounding in her chest. She lifted her other hand up, undoing the chinstrap, quickly taking her helmet off and letting it fall. "Deft...?"

He turned his head, looking back up at her, his tentacle pulling her sleeve back and wrapping around her wrist. "Yes, what's wrong?" He leaned closer, his head tilting towards her wrist slightly as he watched it tremble.

"Am I... ok? I'm... I'm shaking..." He let out a warble in response, floating in until he was practically on top of her. She wondered what he was doing, until he wrapped several of his tentacles around her, his head nuzzling her forehead. He let out a warble, trying to calm her, and she wrapped her one free hand around him as best she could, her breathing quickening.

"You're ok. Your protective gear saved you. You're safe, nothing happened." He shifted his tentacle, wrapping the tip around her hand, and she quickly grasped it, keeping her eyes closed as she tried to relax in his embrace.

She sniffed. "Oh, thank you, Deft. You saved my life there. I don't know what would have happened if you weren't here." She felt a low rumble go through him, and his tentacles squeezed her tighter. She dug her fingers into his body, trying to stop the shaking. Her friend continued holding her, until finally the shaking stopped, but her heart was still hammering.

"I hate to think what would have happened if I wasn't here. I'm very glad you are ok though, you mean a lot to me, it would pain me horribly to see you get hurt." He continued holding her, but soon pulled back, feeling her heartbeat quicken. "Your pulse is increasing..."

She looked up at him, his eyes focusing on her, knowing he could see her face turning red. She had known this Huragok for several years, he was her closest friend, just as she was his closest friend. A giddy feeling tore through her, her heart about to pound out of her chest as she replayed those words in her mind. "I mean a lot to you?"

His head tilted as he looked at her. "Yes, you do. You are my closest friend, I do not know what I would do if I..." He looked away, a shiver rolling through him. "If I lost you." He looked back up at her, a quiet chitter escaping him as he closed his eyes.

Never in her life had she thought she would hear these words from him, and she quickly felt a heat in her body starting to accompany the giddy feeling. She opened her mouth, hesitating for a second, and then speaking. "You... You mean a lot to me too..." She paused, wondering if she should say more. He meant more to her than he could possibly know. Her heart beat just a bit faster whenever she interacted with him, and now with him on top of her, she had to resist the urge to wrap her arms around his neck.

"R-Really?" He glanced back at the spot where the machine had malfunctioned, watching the Huragok there examine it. "I... I have something to say..." A soft gasp left her lips as she looked at Deft, who now looked more unsure than ever. "I never wanted to... Ruin our friendship... So I never said it... But..." He slowly turned his head back towards her, staring directly at her, and she froze, her heart about to break out of her chest, hoping she was about to hear what she thought he would say.

"I... I like you..."

A spark went through her entire body as she stared at him, and she felt the heat inside her quickly growing. "Deft..." She whispered his name, and he glanced away, closing his eyes. She breathed heavily as she moved her hand to his face. An almost whimpering chitter escaped him as she pulled his face back towards her, and he hesitantly opened his eyes. Her hands were shaking again, but the fear she'd felt from earlier was gone now, replaced by something else. "You have no idea how much that means to me... I like you too, Deft..." His entire body jolted, his mouth opening, and she eyed the thin, blue tongue inside his mouth as she slowly leaned forward. The tentacles around her tightened as he froze, not saying a single thing.

"Hey!" A tinny, feminine, robotic voice yelled out right next to them.

They both jumped, looking up, seeing a Huragok looking down at them. "While I'm happy you two have FINALLY realized you both like each other... You've got reports to fill out." Their supervisor pointed a tentacle back at the fried machine. "I need an incident report on what happened, and once that's done you two can head home while we investigate how this happened. No more work is being done here until we find out what fault caused this failure. We have the logs, you followed all safety protocols, so we know it's not you, which means we need to find the fault before someone doesn't get so lucky."

She groaned, leaning back while Deft also let out a groan. The giddy feeling left her body, replaced by the agonizing feeling of knowing she would have to spend 30 minutes writing up a detailed report of every little thing she did up until the machine exploded in her face.

The supervisor turned to Deft. "Deftly Fixes, I want a report from you too." With that, the supervisor left, returning to the several Engineers and mechanics who were now looking over the destroyed machine.

She sighed, turning to look at Deft, seeing him looking down at her. A chill went through her as he looked down at her, that warmth starting to return. She lifted a hand to his cheek. "Ok, Deft... Let's get these filled out, then head back to my place, what do you say?"

Deft let out a soft gasp, then responded. "I would love that... I never knew how you felt... Otherwise I would have spoken up so long ago..." He moved off of her, wrapping a tentacle around her arm, pulling her to her feet. She set a hand on his back, steadying herself.

"Maybe having an electric panel explode in my face wasn't so bad after all. Let's get these reports written so we can go home."

After an agonizing 30 minutes, she groaned, rubbing her temple, relief flashing through her as she pressed Enter, putting the report into the system. Next to her, Deft did the same thing, letting out his own pained chitter. She leaned back in the chair. "That supervisor said 'finally,' was it really that obvious?"

Deft sighed, lowering himself to the ground a bit. "Apparently it was... I would sometimes get nervous around you. I could recognize when you got nervous around me, but I never knew what it was about..." He trailed off, hearing her kick her chair back, standing up.

"Well, we both know now... And, I'm in a hurry to get out of here." She stripped off her protective jacket, quickly opening her locker and throwing it inside. It was covered in burn marks, but she didn't want to deal with getting a new one right now. "We've got a lot of time to make up for." She moved over to him, grabbing his head and trapping him in a kiss. He jolted, trying to pull back for a second, before he let out a sigh and moved closer, his tentacles sliding across her neck and back.

She pulled back after several seconds, taking in a heavy breath. He pulled back too, sliding a tentacle down to her hand.

"I'm ready to leave when you are." She smiled, hearing the enthusiasm in his voice, and they both hurried out the door. Deft followed her, squeezing himself into the back of her car.

He groaned, shifting around. "Not... Exactly comfortable... How long is the drive?"

She looked back at him, a sorry expression on her face. "Oh... Sorry, Deft... It's only a 5 minute drive... You could probably get there faster if you just fly there though, you don't need to worry about traffic."

Deft shook his head. "No, no... I... I wanna be with you..." Her heart fluttered as she turned the car on, driving home. It was simultaneously the longest, and fastest 5 minute drive of their lives, and soon she found herself fishing into her pocket for her key.

Deft hovered, floating up and down nervously. "So... What... Are we going to do?" She smiled, hearing the hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Welllll..." She opened the door, beckoning him inside, quickly shutting the door behind him. "I'm... Uhhh... I don't know... I don't know what your body is like... We could kiss some more?" She looked him up and down. She had taken peaks of him before, but she had never done it openly like this. His body was so fascinating to her, but also so alien.

He hovered closer, his tentacles wrapping around her shoulders and neck as he leaned in close. "I really liked the kissing, and don't worry..." She felt a tentacle slide lower. "We're compatible." A tentacle settled on her ass, squeezing it through the fabric. She let out a moan, moving closer to him.

She leaned towards his face, and she met him in the kiss. His mouth parted slightly, and she felt his tongue prodding against her lips. Her brain melted as she parted her own lips, and his tongue darted into her mouth, making her tremble. More tentacles slid over her, slipping under her shirt, feeling her body, a shiver coursing through her as a tentacle settled on her stomach, teasing her.

She pushed herself even closer, setting her hands on his cool neck and body, finally sating her curiosity of how his skin felt. It was soft and smooth, very warm, only encouraging her to move further. His body was soft and flexible, conforming to her touch. As she traced a finger around the base of his neck, where it connected to his body, she felt him tremble.

"I'm... I'm very sensitive there, be careful..." For a moment, she wondered how he was speaking, he still had his tongue buried in her mouth, his lips pursed against hers, but then she remembered. He spoke through the electronic communicator. He could have his face buried between her legs and actively tell her how good she tastes as his tongue digs into her. Her thighs pinched together at the sordid thought.

The call to breathe sadly became too much, and she had to pull away. "Fuck... Deft..." She panted, staring at him. He looked back, a happy trill coming from him. Her hands stayed on his neck for a few more seconds, but eventually the throbbing between her legs was too much. She slid her hands down, Deft's head following.

"Oh... Wow..." A sigh followed his words as he watched her pull the belt off, dragging her pants down, underwear with it. A string of her excitement followed the clothing, which Deft followed, watching it until it finally broke. He looked back up for a second, staring at her, and then he looked down again, moving closer. She let out a gasp, his tentacles leaving her torso, moving to her legs. Her shirt felt awkward now, in the way, and she hurriedly worked to get it off, feeling Deft push his tentacles in between her legs. She quickly threw the shirt off her head, looking down at him, seeing his head an inch from her groin. He tugged on her thighs, and she parted them, leaning herself on him as his head slipped between her legs. "You're beautiful... You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this..." His voice trailed off, and then she felt his head press into her lips.

A moan escaped her as her hands grabbed his body, her thighs trembling. "Oh, fuck, Deft. Use your tongue..." Immediately, he pushed his face in further, and she felt his mouth open. A muffled moan escaped her as she felt his tongue press in between her lips, quickly slipping inside her. She panted, closing her eyes as she leaned on him. "Fuck... Two inches in... Press your tongue upward...There's a sensitive spot..." She felt his tongue push in further, and then her legs went weak, and she pressed her head against his body. "Fuck! Right there!" Her fingernails dug into him, her words turning into a loud, drawn out gasp.

He ground his nose against her, rubbing it against her clit, and she felt the muscles in her legs go limp. The only thing keeping her up was him floating, and she felt him fall a bit, until he adjusted for her weight. She sat there, her stomach and thigh muscles tensing as he ravished her with his tongue, pushing it harder against the sensitive flesh, simultaneously rubbing her clit. Something cut through her fog though, something wet and slimy curling around her leg. "Oh... Wh- What is... that?" She struggled to get the words out, his assault on her not letting up for a second.

"It's my dick... Don't worry, you'll like it, it can do a lot more than you think..." With his ominous wording in mind, she managed to find the energy to lift her head up and look down. His dick was wrapped around her leg, it looked almost as long as he was... It was... Very thin, but what had her mind going numb was the frills that lined both sides of it, extending down his entire length. She wondered how those would feel when he pushed that thing inside her.

She trembled at the thought of it, her mind going blank as she felt her orgasm starting to approach. He could sense it approaching too, and she dug her fingers into his sides more as she doubled over. "Oh fuck, don't stop, keep doing exactly what you're..." She trailed off, her mind going numb as she started gasping. Her thighs clenched against his head, holding him in place as she felt her entire body tense up, a tremor rolling through her as she came. Her eyes pinched shut as he continued licking and rubbing her clit, and she had to resist the urge to pinch her thighs together, the worry of crushing his head just barely cutting through her pleasure.

She whimpered on top of him, her arms growing limp as he ravished her, her fluids covering his face as he continued to eat her out, making her orgasm even more intense. Her face turned red, hearing him licking and swallowing her fluids, a low chitter coming from him. His electronic voice pierced through her mind, her gasping and writhing finally slowing down as he stopped eating her out. "Oh... I have been wanting to do this for so long... This is amazing." She could hear the satisfaction in his voice, and as she lost all her strength he moved over to the bed, setting her on it gently.

She moaned softly, her eyes still shut as she enjoyed the afterglow, one last wave of pleasure coursing through her before she finally went completely limp. "Ohhhhh, Deft..." She lazily opened her eyes, staring up at him, seeing his eyes were closed, a tremor rolling through him as his tongue moved across his face, which was coated in her juices.

She flushed red as she watched, embarrassed, but she also felt her pussy throbbing from the sight, Deft's satisfied chitter only making her feel even more warm.

"This tastes... I never would have imagined it tasted like this... I like it." He opened his eyes, looking down at her. "You're beautiful." He moved in closer to her, and for a moment, she thought he was going to set his lips on her, and she jolted, not ready for him to start there again. Mercifully though, he moved past her ravished pussy, setting his lips on her stomach.

She moaned, letting herself sink into the bed as his tongue tickled and teased her, his lips gently suckling on her sensitive flesh. She trembled, letting out soft gasps as she set a hand on the top of his head, massaging him. Her other hand slowly shifted past her hips, towards her leg, where she felt his dick squeezing, still wrapped around her.

"I did a good job, didn't I? I... Researched human anatomy a while ago... So I would know what to do if the opportunity arose..."

A smile appeared on her face, she always loved when he would hesitate when asking a question, she found it cute, seeing his nervousness. "Mmmm, you did great, I loved it." Her hand slipped lower, grasping his dick, and he jolted. "I think I'm ready now... Get your dick off my leg so I can suck it."

A gasp came from him, the suddenness of her words catching him off guard for a second. His eyes widened, but then he hurriedly nodded his head. "S-Sure... I have to warn you though, my dick is... Very different from a human's..." He slowly hovered back, and she followed, gesturing for him to lift up a bit higher. He did, and then she dropped to her knees, looking at his dick.

She had never seen anything like it before. It was long and wide, almost like a tongue, but a bit thinner, and much more wiry. It wandered around like it had a mind of its own. She lifted a hand up to it, and when she touched it, it latched onto her hand, wrapping around it. She breathed heavily, feeling the frills along either side lightly poking into her, just firm enough to be noticeable.

"I've been dying to learn more about Huragok anatomy... So if you wanna tell me what I'm looking at, and what I'm supposed to do... I did try looking up Huragok anatomy a while ago, but there's no information."

His head curled down until it was right next to her. She waited for him to speak, hoping he would go into another one of his detailed explanations of things. She always loved how engrossed into it he would get when she got him talking.

A soft chuckle came from him. "I would be worried if you had found information about us. That would mean ONI and my fellow Huragok aren't doing their jobs. We're not allowed to talk about our anatomy with other people, they say it's for our safety. I shouldn't even be telling you this, but I trust you..." He paused, letting out a soft moan as she started sliding her hand up and down his shaft. "That feels good... Cup your hands together on it..."

She did so, her eyes widening as he saw his dick instantly react to it. It pushed inside the cupped fist she had made, the originally soft organ now becoming much harder, her body going numb as the organ started curling around itself, becoming thicker, until she felt it pressing against the palm of her hands. The frills softly poked into her, and she felt a bit of his pre starting to soak her hand. It was thickly coiled up in her hand, but the rest of his dick that couldn't fit was still in its original form.