THE HOOKUP

a short moth story

You wake up with a pounding headache. Damn it, hung over again! As you go to get a drink of water, a notification pings up on your phone. “1 new match” it says, but you don’t remember who it’s with. Must have been pretty wild last night, huh?

Against your better judgement, you open the notification.

You’ve never seen someone quite like this. Some sort of heavy mods? Or are those custom cybernetics? Whatever the case may be, their appearance is shockingly insectile, with compound eyes, antennae, and four arms. Perhaps they just really like moths? In one of the pictures, they stuck their tongue out; its long and narrow. They don’t seem to have many teeth either. You’d think someone who was going for such a unique body would keep more human conveniences, right? Their bio seems to be full of space-related puns, but perhaps they just really like the idea of aliens. Aliens aren’t real, right? And you sure as hell wouldn’t find a real alien, from outer space, just swiping away with the rest of us, would you?

Eventually, you make up the courage to send them a message.

You decide to go out to lunch with them. Luckily, you both happen to be free at the same time tomorrow! They recommended a small cafe you’ve heard of before, the perfect kind of quiet venue to get to know someone. You meet them in front of the cafe, and you’re immediately struck by just how short they are. Only 120cm, really? It’s almost a bit awkward to look down at them. Their arms are a bit oddly narrow as well… and they have wings? Since when could people have wings? You get distracted by how unique their appearance is, and forget to say a word…

“Hi there!”

You try to awkwardly stammer out an apology, but you’re caught off-guard.

“Oh, I get it. Not every day you’ll see someone like me, y’know? You’ll get plenty of time to look at me more later anyways~”

You follow them into the cafe, where the person behind the counter seems to recognize them. They order a rather fruity drink, and then you sit down together.

“So, how would you like to get to know me?”

You start by asking about their job. In one of their photos they were wearing a rather spacey-looking uniform.

“My job? Well, I’ve been working as a bartender for a while. It’s a bit of a strange establishment honestly, the owner goes hard on having everything be space-themed. The story of the place is that it’s supposed to be like it’s in orbit, but that would just be impractical to build for real. I guess he hired me because I fit the theme nicely? I don’t mind it too much, everyone there is great and I get paid pretty well honestly. Could be worse, that’s for sure.” They giggle a bit to themself, and smile at you.

Finally, you feel ready to drop the big question again. What's up with their species?

“Yeah, I knew you were going to ask that again eventually… The truth is, I really am an alien.”

You almost spit out your drink. Really? You thought aliens weren’t real!

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Do you really think someone would get all this done as mods? Well, actually, given some of the ‘furries’ I’ve seen here, I guess the answer is yes… After all, aliens aren’t exactly a common sight. Makes more sense to assume things based off what you're comfortable with, right?”

You ask why they’re so cagey about it. After all, one could get a a lot of fame and money out of being the only alien on Earth!

“I don’t really want to have to deal with too much attention, that’s all. Sure, I could be a celebrity, but why would I want that? It’s easier to fly under the radar. Plus, not everyone is always so kind to people that aren't like them.”

After conversing for a while, you both decide to go to their place. The walk over is pleasant, the evening sun barely filtering down through all the buildings, outshined by the bright lights of the city.

After navigating through seemingly endless streets and then corridors, you reach their apartment. They let you in first, and the first thing that you notice is how cramped it feels. It’s normal around these parts for apartments to be small, especially for those living alone, but this seems to be a whole other level. Maybe it’s less cramped to them, with how short they are? The walls are lined with shelves and cabinets, every last inch of space used to the fullest. At least they have a rather large sofa, one which appears to fold out as well. A rather round stuffed animal of a moth sits on the sofa. You sit down next to it.

“I know it’s not much, but make yourself at home!”

They take off their jacket, using some rather clever technique to get around their wings. They place it on a hook next to the door, along with their bag; it seems that everything in here has a place, even if it appears messy at first. They sit down next to you, and look up at you; you can’t help but wrap your arm around them.

It’s the first time you’ve really gotten to feel them; their fur is wonderfully soft, and they’re rather warm too. They reach one of their own arms around you, their chitinous hand is rather cold and hard, but their touch is still rather pleasant. They put on a movie to watch, but instead of paying attention to it, you just enjoy the feeling of being together.

After the movie ends, they look up at you, blushing slightly.

“So I’ve been thinking now for a bit, and, well… uhm, would you like to… have sex with me?”

It appears they’ve never actually had the experience of having sex with a human before. Enthusiastically, you say yes, and they start to remove their clothing. You haven’t actually paid much attention to it before, but all of their clothes seem heavily modified to fit their alien body. In a rather un-seductive manner, they manage to remove all their clothes, leaving their fluffy body fully exposed. It looks as if they have some sort of vagina, although it’s hard to notice with all the fur down there.

“I don’t think anyone other than the researchers have seen me like this before… and you're definitely much better than them.”

You smile, and encourage them. Even if they’re a bit out of the ordinary, they’re still beautiful to you. You remove your own clothes, revealing your naked self as well.

Even though you’re no supermodel, they still seem enamored by your physique. Most of their attention is directed towards your penis, however, which at this point is quite erect.

“Wow, is that what it’s like?”

The first thing they do is rub their antennae against your crotch… probably to smell it? They nuzzle closely against your crotch, inquisitively stroking everything you have down there to get a good whiff of it all.

“Hmm… very unique smell…”

They seem to spend a while simply enjoying the scent, though they eventually remember what they really want to do. They open their mouth wide and unfurl a shockingly long tongue, one which manages to wrap fully around your shaft about a dozen times. For someone who’s never played with a human before, they clearly have the right idea! Their tongue strokes you eagerly, and the tip of their tongue seems to suck gently at your own cocktip, making for an interesting feeling as they get a taste of your pre-cum. They’d probably have some sort of remark to make about the flavor if their mouth wasn’t busy. More and more of your slick pre leaks out, only to be skillfully sucked up by the alien as they continue lavishing your dick in proboscis-provided pleasure.

Eventually, all the stimulation proves too much for you to handle, and you start to cum. They happily swallow every little bit that comes out with their wonderful tongue; you can even feel your own cum move down their tongue as it gets swallowed. It doesn’t take too long for you to run out, at which point they unfurl their tongue from your cock and pull it back into their mouth, before moving up to give you a kiss.

Curious as to how that tongue feels in your own mouth, you happily let them kiss you, deeply making out with their alien tongue. It almost makes your tongue feel inferior, theirs being clearly dominant in this “battle” of sorts. There are similar mods available when it comes to tongues… maybe you should look into one of those.

After kissing for a while, you find yourself feeling a bit tired from all the action… you fall asleep with them in your arms.