Jack Of All Trades (Erotica)

The male pouted and looked back at the mass of tangled branches. When he looked back at Jack there was a new strength in his eyes. “My name is Numell. I apologize for participating in the childish prank my former associates, Darness and Jolleth attempted to play on you. We heard you coming as your feet make a deep thumping sound when you run. Darness said we needed to hide and step out to make you either knock us down so we could have you charged with assault or you injure yourself in some way.” He looked ashamed. “I’m sorry. I’m weak. I let them make these decisions for me.”

There was a whoosh sound from above as an Altarian Security Ministry vehicle swooped in to land next to the path. Gee and Bal stepped out, glanced at the fallen tree, heard the pitiful cries from within the branches, and glared in his direction.

“Numell, here’s your opportunity to show real strength. Give a statement to these officers explaining what you just told me. Take responsibility for your actions as Darness and Jolleth should but probably won’t. Strength of character is built this way,” Jack said with an earnest expression. Numell nodded shakily then pulled his shoulders back and marched over to the agents. Gee recorded his statement while Bal came over to speak to him.

“Are you injured?” she asked seeing the red sap on his horns and in his hair.

“No. I clocked my horns against that tree really hard but I was only dazed for a short time.”

Bal looked at him with wide eyes then looked back at the fallen tree. She turned back to him. “You knocked down a GowGow tree?” Then her eyes went up to his horns. She pulled a tissue from her gown and reached up to wipe the surface of his horn. Her expression froze and she rubbed harder. He pulled back in alarm.

“What? What’s happened? Are they broken?”

“No! No, they are not damaged…” Bal said her voice tapering off as she stared.

“That can’t be good,” Jack muttered. He poked Bal to get her attention. “What are you two doing here?”

“There was a minor seismic event in this location and we knew you were out running so we naturally assumed you might be involved,” she said with her trademark scowl.

“Not my fault this time… well, felling the tree yes but they caused it. Wait, did you say seismic?”

“An initial large spike, followed in rapid succession by two smaller spikes then a long drawn out thump which was the final impact of the GowGow tree clearly,” she explained as her eyes slipped back up to his horns. “You have lost your protective caps.”

“Dammit! They must have been knocked loose in the impact. I keep losing them!” Jack growled.

Emergency vehicles were arriving but they kept their distance from the tree out of concern of unexploded seed pods. Gee joined them and Jack waved at Numell as the male walked away.

Jack looked back to see Gee staring at his horns with her mouth open.

“For all that is good and holy would someone please tell me what’s happened to my horns now?”

“Uh, they… it looks like they have GowGow juice on them. You need to wash that off. And the caps are missing,” Gee said.

“Oh, is that all?” He sighed. “Can we go now? I just have to take a shower and get dressed. I’m packed and ready to go otherwise.”

“Just you?” Gee said with a small smile.

Jack pouted at her. “Yes.”

“Ok, let’s go.”

Pop! “AAAhhh… hate you…” a voice cried out.

“A new enemy is born,” Jack sighed to the two agents.

“No, Darness and Jolleth won’t be a problem. I’ve filed the report.” Gee said and they boarded their vehicle. It lifted and flew them back to Jack’s building.

“I’ll see you shortly at the Terminal,” Jack called out as he exited the vehicle. Gee nodded and they lifted off. Jack made it inside, up the elevator and inside his unit without bumping into anyone. As he entered his apartment that was a different story. The TV was on, showing the scene of the tree felling and they’d been watching. Three females rushed over to see him, all of them stopped to stare up at his horns.

“Enough!” Jack said, his patience at an end. He marched into his bathroom and looked in the mirror.

Red. Blood red to be exact. The sap from the tree had splashed over his horns. They looked like they were streaked with blood.

“GOD DAMMIT!” he yelled.

He grabbed a scrub brush, stepped into the shower and set the temperature as hot as he could tolerate. Lathering up the brush he ran it back over his horns again and again roughly, careful not to get too close to the tips. When his arms were shaking with fatigue he put the brush down, rinsed, quickly washed his hair and body and turned off the taps.

He stepped out into a steamy room and opened the window to let the heat out. He dried himself off, buffing the silver collar. Then he roughly buffed his horns until he heard the ripping sound of the tips tearing through the towel.

“Shit,” he grumbled as he pulled back the tatters. He noted there was no red on the towel but the scrub brush was a little pink. Wiping the steam from the mirror with the ripped towel he looked up in dismay.

His matt black horns with thin white veins were now shiny black horns with thin red veins and thicker streaks of red from the midpoint to the tips which were completely red. A deep, dark, blood red.

He reached up and slid his fingers across the surface and they felt… slick, like he’d added a protective layer of clear coat varnish to them and ran a floor buffer on his head. His horns absolutely gleamed.

“Fuck me…” he moaned.

He thought he looked like a crazy person- no! A homicidal, crazy person! All he needed was some bits of flesh and dripping blood from his horns and he’d be set. At least the red stuff had only stuck to his horns. His hair and skin were free of the substance and its color.

“Jack? Are you ok? Can I come in?” a gentle voice called through the door.

He realized he hadn’t brought in any clothes and there were likely kids outside the door. He wrapped the ripped towel around his waist completing the crazy look and opened the door.

“Oh! Oh my!” Eve’s eyes immediately went up and she gasped quietly. “They’re beautiful!”

“Beautiful?” he croaked.

“Well… in a raw, instinctive way. I- I don’t have the words to describe it,” she sighed.

He actually felt a little better. He took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply and she trembled in his grip.

When he pulled back she was breathing hard and he heard a soft moan from the door to his right. He looked to see the lust in Diana’s eyes.

“Do you have time?” Eve whispered.

He glanced at the clock and growled. He didn’t. “No. I’m running late. Dammit,” he said softly.

Eve pushed his chest gently. “Get dressed. We’ll be fine until you get back.”

He nodded stiffly. “Do I have any more protective caps for my horns?”

Eve shook her head. “I’ll get you a pair of mine.” She ducked out the bedroom door around Diana who was still clinging to the door jamb eyeing him hungrily and a little desperately. He remembered she had a compulsive attraction to dangerous mates. Damn.

She slipped inside the door, closed and locked it. “Jack? Please?” she begged pitifully.

His own lust flared. He didn’t have time but she was sliding her pants down and turned to present her curvy ass to him. She was so lovely and wanted him so badly.

He tore away his towel and dropped to his knees to run his tongue roughly over her pussy. He pulled on her hips, arching her back as he drove his tongue deep inside her wetness.

“OH FUCK, YES!” she cried out.

Before she could prepare Jack stood and shoved two fingers into her pussy, fucking her with them as her mouth dropped open and her eyes closed tight. He rubbed his slick fingers over his cock and drove it deep on the first thrust. He sucked the remaining nectar from his fingers as he slapped his pelvis against her ass hard and fast. He grabbed one of her big tits in one hand and squeezed it, tugging on the nipple as his other hand gathered up her long, raven hair.

Jack could feel her shaking uncontrollably as he overloaded her body and mind.

“Jack! Oh fuck Jack! Yes! Take me!” she pleaded quietly as he spanked her ass with his pelvis. His thrusting started to bump her against the door as she began to lose control of her muscle tone.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

He was right there and so was she. He pressed her body against the door and changed to short, hard rapid thrusts as he bit down gently on her shoulder, the side of his horn pressing against her temple.

He heard her suddenly suck in a gasp as his ‘alien’ nature tripped her xenophilia. She reached up and grabbed the horn on the other side of his head and her body spasmed and clamped down on his cock as he drove himself deep one last time. Her body sucked and milked his cock as she squeezed him so tightly.

Diana eventually released her grip on his horn and braced herself against the door panting heavily as he withdrew from her body.

Breathing hard, Jack looked once more at the clock, cursed, and grabbed his clothes to duck into the washroom once more. When he came back out Diana was gone and Eve was standing there with the caps in her hand. They were the gold ones she’d had when she was on Allsa Komanae. He looked at them hesitantly then ducked his head down so she could put them on him. That done he kissed her once more and she pushed him back with a grin on her lips.