TTT Vol. 2 pt. 8

It took a couple of hours before me and Lada were worn out and unable to do anything else. Well, not completely. Lada still had both of my cock tentacles up near her mouth where she idly sucked on each one for whatever little drops of cum were left while all I did was relax on the bed next to her.

Now, normally, I would have preferred to be on her tits.

But those were still covered with cum.

So, because I didn’t exactly feel like sitting in a pool of my own cum or anything like that, I settled for resting next to her instead.

Then, after a few more minutes, Lada let my tentacles out from her mouth before letting me hear a satisfied sigh. “I love how you taste… but it makes me sad.”

I panicked as soon as she mentioned being sad.

WHY SAD?

“Because… tasting you reminds me that I can’t live off of you. You ruin the taste of everything else because nothing else can be as good as you.” Lada genuinely sounded depressed about it. Her voice lacked emotion in general, and it was rare for her to have an expressive face, yet she both looked and sounded depressed which just really went and showed how serious she was about it. “The world is cruel…”

LADA. YOU CAN TASTE ME WHENEVER YOU WANT. BUT YOU STILL HAVE TO EAT NORMAL FOOD. I DON’T THINK CUM HAS ENOUGH NUTRITION IN IT TO SURVIVE OFF OF.

“That makes me even sadder…”

LADA, PLEASE. I LOVE WHAT WE DO BUT YOU NEED TO ENJOY OTHER FOOD, TOO.

“I don’t want to… oh. Wait. I have an idea.”

WHAT?

“If you cum on everything I eat… and mix your cum into everything I drink… it’s kind of like I get to live off of it. That’s a good idea.” She sounded proud of herself. “I wish I was always this smart.”

I FEEL LIKE THAT MIGHT RUIN THE TASTE AND/OR TEXTURE OF WHATEVER YOU’RE EATING AND DRINKING.

“It would make it better. It’d be impossible to not be better. It’s the best thing in the world.”

I KNOW YOU LOVE IT BUT I THINK YOU MIGHT BE BIASED HERE.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m biased if it makes it true for me.”

THAT… IS A FAIR POINT. I SUPPOSE IF YOU STILL PERSONALLY ENJOY EVERYTHING DESPITE THE ADDITION OF CUM, THEN IT DOES NOT MATTER AS MUCH.

“Yeah. Oh. I have another idea. I’m really smart tonight.”

I patted the top of her head with one of my non-dick tentacles.

YOU’RE ALWAYS SMART.

“No I’m not… but I appreciate you saying I am. Anyways… one of these nights, I’ll get some jars and fill them up with your cum. Then I can use it like a sauce. Whenever I’m eating or drinking something, all I have to do is pour some of your cum on it.”

I’M NOT SURE THAT STORING MY CUM FOR LONG-TERM APPLICATIONS LIKE THAT WILL WORK VERY WELL. IT GETS… KIND OF GROSS. AND I’M PRETTY SURE IT WOULD BE ROTTING. YEAH, IT WOULD BE DANGEROUS. I’M SORRY BUT WE CAN’T DO THAT.

“But… how else am I going to store it?”

THE ONLY SAFE WAY TO STORE IT WOULD BE FREEZING IT. THEN YOU WOULD HAVE TO THAW IT OUT EVERY TIME YOU WANT TO USE IT. I THINK. TOO MUCH WORK WITHOUT ADVANCED MACHINES DEDICATED TO THAT SORT OF THING. I THINK.

“Oh…”

I’M SORRY. PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR CRUSHING YOUR DREAMS OF STORING MY CUM AS SAUCE FOR FOOD AND DRINKS.

“It’s okay. I didn’t think about it spoiling like food would. You might have saved my life since I would have tried it if I didn’t think of that. Now you’ve saved me again. You’re double my hero now.”

Even though she was thanking me and calling me her hero again just because I talked her out of trying to store my cum as a condiment, I still ended up blushing a little from that. There was something about how genuine and thankful she sounded that just… got to me. No matter what she was thanking me for, I would have ended up blushing after hearing her thank me like that. Especially when it came to her calling me her hero.

IT'S NOTHING TO THANK ME FOR… BUT THANK YOU.

Lada tilted her head. “Why are you thanking me?”

FOR… THANKING ME?

“Then thank you for thanking me for thanking you.”

THANK YOU FOR THANKING ME FOR THANKING YOU FOR THANKING ME.

“Thank you for thanking me for thanking… umm… I—I lost track.”

HAH. I WIN.

Lada pouted and poked me. She actually looked a little upset about it.

For the first time, I got to tease Lada in a non-lewd way. Seeing her reaction made me want to tease her even more.

WHAT’S WRONG? ARE YOU JEALOUS THAT I WON? I COULD HAVE KEPT GOING EVEN LONGER THAN THAT. I GUESS THAT MY MEMORY CAN’T BE DEFEATED.

“Tenta… you don’t even remember your past,” Lada said, still pouting and poking me.

OH. RIGHT. YOU HAVE A POINT. WELL… I MIGHT NOT REMEMBER MY PAST, BUT I CAN REMEMBE EVERYTHING AFTER IT.

“It’s okay. I’ll remember our past and you can remember all the new stuff.”

BUT I CAN REMEMBER ALL OF OUR PAST SINCE IT ALL TOOK PLACED AFTER I LOST MY MEMORIES.

Lada pouted even harder after that. “But I want to help… it’s not fair if you get to do all the work…”

Apparently, teasing her actually ended up touching on something that she was insecure about. I thought she was just being pouty to play along, but I realized she was genuinely upset.

LADA. YOU ALWAYS WORK HARD. YOU DO YOUR BEST IN THE INN. YOU HELP OTHERS AROUND TOWN. YOU DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN TO PLEASURE ME AND ARE ALWAYS TRYING TO GET BETTER AT IT. YOU ARE ALWAYS WORKING YOUR HARDEST. DON’T BE SELF-CONSCIOUS. I WAS ONLY TEASING YOU.

“But… I want to be equals in everything. I can do my best because you do your best. If your memory is so much better than mine… it’s not fair because I don’t know how to be your equal.”

LADA, JUST BECAUSE WE’RE NOT EQUAL IN LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE THING DOESN’T MEAN THAT IT’S NOT FAIR. YOU HAVE BOOBS AND I DON’T. THAT’S NOT FAIR.

“It’s fair because you have tentacles.”

THEN BY THAT LOGIC, I HAVE MORE TENTACLES THAN YOU HAVE BOOBS, SO THAT MAKES IT UNFAIR.

Lada… teared up when she read that. “You—you’re right…”

I WAS PURPOSELY MAKING A DRAMATIC EXAGGERATION TO PROVE HOW SILLY THAT LOGIC IS! IT’S NOT UNFAIR!

“I’m just… I’m afraid that you’re going to leave me if I’m not good enough… if I don’t make things as fair as possible, then—”

I WON’T LEAVE. I PROMISE. YOU’RE STUCK WITH ME. WHO ELSE IS GOING TO WAKE ME UP EVERY DAY WITH MY TENTACLES BETWEEN HER TITS AND IN HER MOUTH? NOBODY ELSE IS GOING TO DO THAT FOR ME.

“Korova would.”

KOROVA WORKS ON A FARM. NO MATTER HOW HORNY SHE MIGHT GET, THE FIRST THING SHE WANTS TO DO IN THE MORNING IS GO BACK TO SLEEP.

“Maybe… but there are others who would do it for you. You’re wonderful, and smart, and funny, and hardworking, and capable, and you’re a hero, and caring… any woman would love to wake you up that way every morning.

I THINK YOU’RE JUST BIASED BECAUSE OF YOURSELF AND GRANNY. I PROMISE YOU THAT NORMAL WOMEN ARE NOT AS HORNY AS YOU TWO ARE. SERIOUSLY, YOU TWO ARE EXCEPTIONS. NORMAL WOMEN WAKE UP IN THE MORNING AND EITHER WANT TO GO BACK TO SLEEP OR WANT TO DRINK SOME COFFEE AND HATE LIFE. IT IS NOT NORMAL TO WAKE UP AND IMMEDIATELY TAKE THE NEAREST TENTACLE INTO YOUR MOUTH FOR CUM.

“I can’t imagine life if that’s not normal.”

JUST REMEMBER WHAT LIFE WAS LIKE BEFORE YOU MET ME.

“I don’t remember what it was like.”

I THOUGHT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO REMEMBER OUR PAST?

“Our past begins with meeting each other. Everything that happened before then doesn’t matter.”

I FEEL COMPLIMENTED, BUT I ALSO FEEL LIKE YOU SHOULD REMEMBER YOUR PAST AS MUCH AS YOU CAN.

Lada shook her head before looking off to the side. “I’ve never been happier than I have been since meeting you. It’s okay if I don’t remember anything from before. And,” she paused for a moment, her tone lowering as her entire demeanor followed, “sometimes I think it’d be nice to forget what happened.”

There wasn’t much that I could do for her, but I could at least offer her somebody who would listen to her if she ever needed to talk.

IF THERE’S EVER ANYTHING BOTHERING YOU OR YOU JUST NEED TO TALK TO SOMEBODY, YOU CAN TALK TO ME. I WOULD BE HAPPY TO LISTEN TO ANYTHING YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT.

“It’s… not really important, but sometimes I get sad when I remember my parents leaving. I remember disappointing them and… they left me.”

I was curious about what she meant, but I wasn’t going to press her for details regarding her parents. Instead, I was going to see if that was why she was bothered about not feeling like my equal.

IS THAT WHY YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT THINGS NOT BEING FAIR AND US NOT BEING EQUALS?

Lada nodded. “I don’t want to disappoint you. You’ll go find somebody better than me if I let you down… and I know it won’t be hard to do that.”

That did it. With two tentacles, I pressed them against her cheeks and turned her head to face me before writing a serious message for her.

LADA. I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE. I PROMISE. I ALREADY PROMISED YOU THAT BEFORE BUT YOU’RE STILL WORRIED. IF YOU TRUST ME THEN YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO ME. ALSO, EVEN IF YOU WORKED A FOURTH AS HARD AS YOU DO AND RELIED ON ME FOR MORE, I WOULD STILL STAY HERE WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU MAKE ME HAPPY. YOU DON’T NEED TO PUSH YOURSELF FOR ME. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS BE YOURSELF AND I’LL BE HAPPY. YOU DON’T EVEN NEED TO WAKE ME UP EVERY MORNING HOW YOU DO. YOU COULD ONLY DO THAT ONCE EVERY FEW YEARS AND I WOULD STILL STAY HERE WITH YOU. I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE.

Lada teared up and asked, “Do you… do you promise?”

I HAVE ALREADY PROMISED MULTIPLE TIMES. SO YES. AND I WILL PROMISE AGAIN. I PROMISE.

“That… makes me feel better. I’m always worried that I don’t deserve you.”

I’M THE ONE WHO SHOULD BE WORRYING ABOUT NOT DESERVING YOU.

“But you’re the one who’s too good for me.”

NO, YOU’RE TOO GOOD FOR ME.

“No, you—”

I wrapped a tentacle around her head, keeping part of its length over her mouth to stop her from talking.

NO BUTS. NO REFUSALS. I’M THE ONE WHO DOESN’T DESERVE YOU. END OF STORY. I’LL KEEP MY TENTACLE AROUND YOUR HEAD UNTIL YOU FALL ASLEEP SO THAT YOU DON’T HAVE A CHANCE TO DENY IT IF YOU DON’T COOPERATE.

Lada’s cheeks turned a light shade of red as that depressed, self-doubting look in her eyes became a look of lust instead.

I figured that meant it was safe to take my tentacle away from her mouth as she was probably too horny to continue our previous discussion.

ARE YOU ALRIGHT?

Lada nodded and said, “I… I want you to try choking me next time. It was… really nice when you did that.” She lifted up the tentacle I was just holding over her mouth and kissed it. “You already kind of do it when you fill my throat, but I want to feel you purposely try to choke me.”

I THINK I’M STILL DRY TONIGHT, BUT NEXT TIME, ALRIGHT? I PROMISE.

Lada nodded with a smile. “Also… I’m the one who doesn’t deserve—”

I decided to practice choking her immediately rather than wait for later.