What Really Happened That Night.

by Bry7x7x7

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance
Length: 1581

The details of Memory Clash's and Smooth Talker's very special night.

A clopfic of one event in my other fic, The Rise of The Changelings. Reading the chapter, "A Very Different Night," is required to understand what is happening, but can stand alone for those here just for the clop, so reading the other fic is not absolutely required, but is highly recommended. This side fic is for the readers of the other fic, but read if you wish. This is more story focused, but is centered around the clop and mating of the characters, Memory Clash and Smooth Talker from both of their perspectives. Whatever you reason to be here is, I hope you enjoy.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-17 22:50:02 UTC

Smooth's Perspective

Smooth Talker laid on the bed in Memory's embrace. They have locked themselves in their kiss. Memory is really going at it. Smooth is worried that if she lets up on her side of the kiss, he'll take her entire tongue. All she wanted was to drink the super hard cider with her romantic interest, but now she wants herself some of Memory. The strong alcohol buzzed all over her. She felt warm all over, but one place felt hot. Changeling chitin has fluid beneath it for cooling the skin, lubricating the plates by the joints, and rebuilding the chitin if it breaks. The chitin also has a thin layer of skin on its surfaces. It has some nerves to feel with, but not very much. At most, it's uncomfortable if the chitin breaks. Right now, the skin in Smooths groin area is absorbing the fluid, making the chitin soft and flexible, more like skin. The area around the opening of her vagina is much dryer. She thought she should slow down, but the alcohol rubbed away her inhibitions. This making out was amazing, but she wanted much, much more.

She struggled to break the kiss. She told him, "I want to try something." Memory had a confused expression on his face as she got up and turned away from him. She bent down her forelegs and swished her tail to the side, presenting her vagina to him. She felt very nervous, for she is a virgin and she doesn't know if he's one or not. She was very warm and she can almost feel the vaginal fluids starting to run down her leg. She knows he's staring right at it. She thought to break the silence, "Well..." she began, but stopped when she felt the bed shift when he got up. She braced herself for him to mount her. He leaped on to her back and embraced her barrel with his forelegs. She quivered with anticipation as she felt the tip of his shaft poking at her entrance. He eased forwards and made contact with her hymen. She knows that it'll hurt a little bit at first, but hopefully what she heard was right; that it will be amazing after it's gone.

Memory eased ever so gently in. Smooth clenched her teeth as the barrier started rip. Then, her hymen broke. It certainly stung quite a bit, but that no longer concerned her as his penis drove itself deeper into her. She can feel her walls clenching down on his shaft. Having her walls stretched by his rod felt devine. He then bottomed out as his groin made contact with hers. He courteously waited for her little pain from losing her hymen subside. "Please, keep going," she asked. He slowly pulled back, almost coming out, then pushed right back in. It felt heavenly as his shaft stimulated her clitoris. He pulled out again, this time little faster, and in again. This repeated with him getting faster each time.

After a few minutes, he is practically ramming into her. The pleasure keeps soaring to new heights. Smooth can feel a sensation building up inside of her. She is getting close. Her breathing starts to deepen as the feeling gets stronger. She screams with pleasure as she get hit hard by her oragasm. She feels her vagina lose control and ferociously squirm and milk Memory's penis. She can't but help to imagine what it feels like on his end. He then tightened his embrace on Smooth's barrel and his peins began to twich. She knows he is cuming. He draws in a deep breath and the warm sticky fluid shoots into her vagina and pounds against her cervix. She can only think of one thing right now, and that's who's giving her all this pleasure. "Memory, Memory, Memory," she panted out his name. The afterglow's feeling is that of liquid gold. She just rested there, underneath Memory who is resting on top of her. He's no longer inside of her and is breathing heavily.

Memory later gets off her and started getting into bed. Smooth started as well, but found herself crawling into place due to her tired legs. She got under the covers with him. She wrapped her forelegs around him and snuggled into him like he was a teddy bear, her teddy bear. He hooked his foreleg around her. She never wanted to leave his side, or this bed for that matter. "Smooth," Memory started. She looked up at him. "I think I love you." he said. "I know you do." she said back.

The both of them drifted off to sleep. Smooth had a little trouble resting. She was afraid she might have gotten pregnant. It's a very real possibility and it'll take a few days to find out. First the sperm will have to get to her fallopian tubes, which will take half an hour on its own. Then the sperm will remain there until she releases an egg cell, that'll take a couple days. It'll take another twenty four hours for the egg to implant itself into her uterus' wall. She worries that her being still drunk and in the afterglow of mating with Memory that she'll forget all about it. She must check before they set out on their mission or it will be a disaster. But, exhausted, she passes out and forgets all about it.

Memory's Perspective

Memory Clash still can't believe what he is doing. In one night he went from being a best friend to a lover, all because of alcohol. Something in him wanted him to stop making out with Smooth Talker, but right now, he was making out with the most beautiful thing in existence. Everything about it was amazing. He figured that if he kept doing this, he can get some more of the super hard cider off her tongue. Simply, the best thing he ever done. Which is why he was rather confused and upset that she broke the kiss. "I want to try something," she said. What does she want? What possibly can be better than their making out? She got up and turned away from him. She bent forwards, keeping her flank in the air. Her tail swished to the side and he got his answers. She is now exposing her vagina, presenting it and herself to him. He was already a little aroused, his penis is coming out from under his chitin, but he now must struggle to keep himself from lunging right at her. His penis becomes fully erect. The chitin around his groin softens as it absorbs the fluid that is underneath it. He tells himself to take things slowly and decline her offer, but before he does, "Well..." Hearing her sweet voice offering itself to him with the alcohol swirling around in his mind, pushed him over the edge.

Memory got up and leaped on Smooth's back and embraced her with his forelegs. He was nervous, because he was a virgin and to his knowledge, so was she. Fortunately, the alcohol help eased his nerves, and he let his instincts guide him. He eased forwards and his tip made contact with her opening. She was indeed a virgin, so he went in as easily as possible. If she didn't enjoy it, neither will he. He didn't know when he should stop, so he kept going deeper until he couldn't go further. His groin is now pressing into hers.

Memory waited until she said otherwise. Hopefully, the pain of losing her hylem will subside. Causing this beautiful creature pain is the last thing he want's to do. In the meantime, he stayed and felt her walls pulse around his shaft with her heartbeat. It felt completely magnificent. "Please, keep going," she asked him. He was only too happy to oblige. He slowly pulled almost all the way out, before going back in a little faster. He repeated this, getting faster each time.

Memory was in total bliss. He wasn't sure how fast he was trusting at this point, but he knew the faster he thrust, the more pleasure he and Smooth felt. He realised her breathing is getting deeper. Does that mean she's close? As much as he wanted this to keep going, the anticipation to feel her orgasm kept growing. She then screamed and a gush of vaginal fluids splattered on his groin and her walls clamped down and squirmed on his penis, milking him for his release. The feeling of his testes releasing sperm to his prostate surges within him. He quickly draws in a deep breath and then he exploded in to her. It was the best thing he ever felt.

Memory was exhausted. He just laid on top of Smooth. "Memory, Memory, Memory," she panted. His penis went flaccid and retreated back to where it usually is. When he had the energy, he got up off of Smooth and crawled into bed. Smooth followed him under the covers and wrapped her forelegs around him and snuggled up into his neck. He hooked his foreleg around her and enjoyed her beauty. It's too bad changelings can't feed off other changelings' love, but if they could, Memory wonders if hers would be different. Something must be said, "Smooth," Memory started. She looked up at him. "I think I love you." he said. "I know you do." she said back. The both of them then drifted off to sleep.