#aaaah these twoooo

[voyages-extraordinaires]

C:R ~VE~ Chapter 51 (EXPLICIT)

The following chapter contains explicit content between Nemo and Aronnax.

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“We’ll have to come up with evacuation plans for the workers here,” Barbicane muses as he walks out of the hangar. “Cy-chan, can I put you in charge of that? We’ll have to prep enough of the fleet that everyone can get out of here safely.”

“Think we can do it in a week?” asks Smith.

“The ships look like they’re in better shape than the airships,” Barbicane continues. “It’ll be easier to get them ready. We’ll send a proper rescue up here once we get back to Steel London. Nobody’s going to die here. Not while Impey Barbicane is on the job!”

“You really do belong on the nice list, Impey,” says Cardia.

I watch the three of them walk off, Barbicane’s face so red that it matches his hair.

However, when I begin to walk down the hall, I almost trip over a leather boot.

“Ohohoho! Where do you think yoooooooou’re running off to so fast?!”

I look up to the owner of the leather boot, who’s leaning against the wall with a wide grin.

“I’m going to find Hatteras,” I reply. “Shouldn’t you be working on your part, too?”

I step over Nemo’s boot and continue walking, only to almost trip over its mate.

Nemo… is spread-eagle, balancing on his heels with his back to the wall, his smile strained. Where he looked rather attractive before, now he just looks, ah, rather desperate.

“What’s the huuuuuuuuuuuurry?”

Nemo’s smile fades as he begins to lean back, the flimsy wall beginning to buckle. With a shout I grab his arm and hoist him back up.

Instead of standing up, though, he leans on me, resting his chin on my shoulder.

“Nemo… we only have a week.”

I feel him shrug under my arms.

“A week for me to do my joooooob? Ha! I could get it done in haaaaaaaalf the time, even leeeeeess…”

He turns his head and looks at me with a grin. “I’m more iiiiiiiiiinterested in dedicating some tiiiiiiime to seeing what their research is all about.”

My eyes widen.

“A-haaaa! See? Your eyes are spaaaaaaarkling, Polly-chan! Come oooooon! We  caaaaaan’t let all this go to waaaaaaaste!”

Before I can protest, he grabs my hand and begins to lead me down one of the halls.

“T-The research laboratory is the other way!” I manage to stutter out.

“Mrm?” Nemo straightens up before looking to where I’m pointing. Like he had meant to go that way the entire time, he swerves on his heels and pulls me to his hip so we’re walking side-by-side in the correct direction.

When we get to the laboratory, of course it’s filled with people performing their research.

“We won’t be able to look at too much without it being suspicious,” I say.

“What’s suspiiiiiicious about two scientists enjoying science?” Nemo looks at me with his bright smile. “Come ooooon!”

Not needing any prompting, Nemo begins excitedly looking over the shoulders of the researchers, peering into their microphones, flipping through their notes and generally being a nuisance. He looks so happy, though!

“Fwee hee hee… ohhhh, the Royal Society would tie themselves in knooooooots to get ahold of this!” Nemo snatches a clipboard out of a researcher’s hand and waves it to me. “The composition of the North Pole itseeeeeeeelf! This is the stuff Britain’s sent multiple exploration parties to their deaaaaaths for!”

I notice the room clearing out rather quickly, and I nod apologies to the disgruntled workers. It’s convenient, though, this way it will be easier to look around.

“OOOOOOOOOOH! Ohhhhh, you’d looooooooove this, Professoooooor!”

That particular screech was the one that sent the rest of the scientists packing, leaving us alone in the laboratory.

“Tch, cooowards…” Nemo mutters as he sets the clipboard down. “Now, let’s see what juuuuuuuuicy secrets you boys were hiding………”

He begins to type into a console, the lights reflecting in his goggles and teeth so he looks like a monster.

Eventually, though, he leans back with a sigh. “No breakthroughs, reeeeeally… other than their observations of the Pole…… not that I’m not iiiiinterested in the astrological phenomena, flora, fauna, geology, magnetism, all of those delightful thiiiiiiiiiiiings…”

Nemo pouts.

“I was reeeeeeeally hoping that Hatteras would have some diabooooolical weapon designs hiiiiding…”

I walk up behind him and put my hand on his slumped shoulder. “Isn’t that what he wanted to hire you for, Nemo?”

He suddenly straightens up, looking at me with a big smile. “That’s right, that’s riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight--!”

Nemo’s as loud as ever, humming as he begins looking at the binders of work stacked nearby.

“You don’t plan on… really stealing…?” I hiss in a whisper.

Nemo looks at me before pulling his goggles down enough that I can see his violet eyes shoot an icy glare my way.

“Despiiiiiiiiiiiite what Mister Gravity Alleviator saaaaaays…” he pushes his goggles back into place. “I’ve never stolen a scrap of research in my life. I’d neeeeever ask questions when I received certain things, liiiiike…. The Gravity Alleviator…” he coughs into his fist loudly. “But I don’t pilfer. If…” he lowers his voice, but it doesn’t do much. “If this research leaves this place… the scientists who did that work will be the ones to receive credit, accolades, profit, etcetera etcetera.”

He sniffs, looking offended.

“I don’t plaaaaaaaaaaaan on furthering my careers with lies, Aronnaaaaaaaax.”

“I should have known,” I say, putting a hand to my chest. I tiptoe to him and peer up at him from below. “I’m sorry.”

“Mmmmph,” he shrugs. “Sometimes it’s hard to keep traaaaaack of my morals, I don’t blame yoooooooou.”

He leans down and rubs the tip of his nose against mine, smiling.

“Besiiiiiiides… it’s fun to make cute girls nervous!”

With a giggle he grabs me and kisses me deeply, only stopping when I pull away with a gasp.

“Nemo!” I exclaim. “Don’t you think it’s a little too cold to be playing around like this?”

“Playing arooooound…?” he arcs an eyebrow. “You really do think I’m up to no gooood, huh?”

He moves aside and pushes me down on the table, his grin wide.

“Maybe I should prove you right…. how cold aaaaare you, my deeeeear?”

I see his eyes widen in delight behind his goggles as he unbuttons my coat and grabs a handful of one of my breasts.

“Nemo!” I can do little more than gawk.

“Fwee hee heeeeee….” he clucks his tongue.  “Looks like you ARE cold, or maybe you just enjoy it when I’m baaaaad?”

He rubs his thumb over one of my nipples, and I arch my back when he bends down and kisses it through the fabric.

“Wait, Nemo!” I sit up, only a little surprised when he steps back to allow me to get up. “It really is too cold in here… come on…”

I push my coat together and take his hand, my cheeks burning from embarrassment as I take him to the back room.

I sheepishly stare at the floor as Nemo shuts the door behind us, leaving us alone with the narwhal skeleton.

“Always with your mind on sciiiiience, thaaaaaaaat’s my girl…” Nemo puts a hand on my shoulder.

I lean into him, a smile teasing the edges of my lips. “It’s warmer in here, too.”

“Warm enough to play around…?”

I give a nod before letting my winter coat slide off my shoulders and pool on the floor.

I can’t hold back my laughter as Nemo loops his hands around my waist and buries his head in my neck, tickling me with his chin and assaulting my skin with kisses. I lean my head back, smiling as he begins to undo my blouse.

But then I see something in the corner of my room.

Nemo whines when I turn around, but his expression grows serious when he sees me gesture to one of Hatteras’ listening devices.

“We have… twoooo options, darling…” he tilts his head. “If he’s liiiiiiiiistening, then he’s already heaaaard enough to know what we plan on doing…”

He pushes my body tight against him, and I blush when I feel his penis shift under the fabric.

“Either we give him a show he never forgeeeeeeeets…” his smile splits wickedly across his face. “Or I get to show off a bit! Aaaah, if I do that, thooooough…”

He steps back and shrugs.

“There’s no waaaaaaay he wouldn’t send his men to investigate. We would have to work quickly, my darliiiiing…”

He takes one of my hands and puts it to his crotch, and with half-lidded eyes I wrap my fingers around his swelling shaft.

“You know I don’t last long when you do theeeeeese things to meeeeee… it might be fun to go against the clock…” he looks from my hand to my eyes. “It’s up to you, Pauline.”

“Shoving clothes aside and desperately seeking out each other’s heat…” I bite my lip and stop myself from continuing when I remember the listening device. “Show off for me, Nemo.”

Nemo kisses my hand and laughs, “Myyyyyyy laaaaady!” before reaching into his coat and pulling out a pistol. With a bow and a flourish, Nemo fires at the listening device. Then he turns and does the same thing to another one that I hadn’t seen. Three, four, and a final one near the door.

He drops his gun to the floor and soon his winter coat follows it. Sparks haven’t even stopped falling from the devices before Nemo’s turning me around and pushing me against the wall with my buttocks arched up in the air. With a groan he lifts up the back of my skirt and begins to pet my panties with his thumb, pushing it in and rubbing it in circles.

“Are you reeeeeady~?” he giggles. “This might feel a little different, but…”

He pushes my panties aside and rubs the tip of his penis against my entrance, sighing contentedly when he feels that it’s already lubricated. I can tell he’s only half-hard at this point, but that doesn’t stop him from pushing inside.

“It’ll feel amaaaazing… to grow inside of yoouuu..!”

He bends his knees so he’s closer to my height, beginning to slowly thrust into me. Sure enough, the feeling of him swelling inside my vaginal walls makes me groan in delight.

“Good, huh~? Do you like how your body makes me get nice and thiiiiiick? Wicked little thiiiiing!” he bends over me, brushing a strand of hair away from my ear as he hisses against it. “What if those researchers come baaaaaaaack? What a sight they would see--!”

“F-Fuck me harder!” is the only thing I can manage to cry out.

“You’re getting better at telling me what—” he thrusts hard “—you—” again “—waaaaaant--!”

By this point he’s completely stiff, and I bite my lip as I begin to grind myself against him. He stops thrusting to watch me rock his penis in and out, rolling my hips so he’s rubbing me at different angles.

“You’re amaaaazing…” he moans, bending over and hugging me from behind, one arm wrapped around my stomach and another kneading one of my breasts. “I love you… I love you so much…!”

He buries his head in my shoulder, panting and grunting as he continues to thrust.

“I really… reeeeally… missed this… missed yoooou…!”

But there’s something else, too, a wetness on my shoulder as his thrusts become more erratic.

“P-Pull out for a second, baby…” I shudder when I hear how lusty my voice has become, but there’s something more important I need to check on.

Nemo sniffs as he pulls out and steps back, confirming my suspicions.

I turn around and lean my back against the wall before pulling him back towards me, holding his face in my hands and gently kissing his wet cheeks, darting out my tongue to lick away the tears streaking his skin.

“Good boy…” I whisper. “That’s a good boy, Nemo… I love you too.”

Nemo’s penis visibly throbs when I tell him that he’s a good boy. How cute…

I arch my hips up for him, pulling my panties aside so he can see just how aroused he’s made me.  My labia’s so swollen with lust, the overhead lights making it shine with its lubrication. For a moment, it looks like poor Nemo’s forgotten how to breathe.

I make sure I’m looking directly at his goggles as I lift one of my legs and wrap it around his hip, pushing him back against me. Shaking, he grips my thigh with such force that I shudder before he enters me again.

Still trembling and sniffling, he wraps his other arm around my back and pulls me so close to him that it’s more like we’re grinding against each other than thrusting.

“I missed you too, Nemo,” I murmur into his shoulder, blinking away tears of my own. “It feels like I had to sp-spend such a long time without you!”

I begin kissing him, gently, tasting his lipstick and sucking on his skin as we get back into the rhythm we had before.

My mind’s getting cloudy as I begin to nip at him, which finally makes him smile again as he buries his head in my neck, biting down as he resumes his deep thrusting.

“I love it when you bite me like that…!” I cry. “Hold me in place like an animal in heat!!”

I rake my hands through his hair as our pace picks up again, murmuring over and over again what a good boy he is and how good he’s making me feel. I’m not even sure he can understand me, my words have slurred so much and his moans are increasing in volume.

“Deeper… deeper… deeperdeeperdeeper…!” I bite my lip and curl my toes as he finally lifts me off the ground, positioning his hips so he can thrust in as deep as I want him to.

“I—I can’t hold baaaaaaaaack…!” Nemo’s moan is so loud that the wall around us reverberates from its lustful force.

“Inside---!” my cry is strangled. “I want it—”

I bite my lip, trembling and clinging to him desperately as my body begins to rock with a powerful orgasm. He’s shaking, too, clenching his teeth as his semen fills my insides, spurt after thick spurt. It’s so warm, and the feeling reminds me of how much I had missed him. I lean my head against his shoulder, reminding myself that he’s here. He’s here and he’s inside and I refuse to let him go!

My body finally begins to relax and I roll my head back, listening to our breathing slow to a normal tempo. I kiss his head, his ear, his forehead, whatever I can until he lifts his face so I can reach his lips. Only then do my kisses slow, until our lips are gently roaming over each other’s as our bodies calm down.

“D-Did yoooou…?” he tilts his head worriedly, and I nod, answering him with another kiss. He smiles proudly, puffing out his chest before gently lowering my leg back to the floor. When he pulls out, he quickly pushes my panties back in place—and I swear I can see a wink behind the goggles.

“Don’t want to spill a drooooop~” he grins before quickly giving me an innocent shrug. “It’d be inconveeeeenient to have to clean our mess up.”

“Mm-hmm,” I wrap an arm around his shoulders and give him another kiss. “I’m sure that’s all it is, huh?”

I reach down with my free hand and gently give his penis a slow squeeze, making him tremble again. A droplet of semen oozes down his tip and I wipe it off, bringing my messy fingers to my lips with a smile.

“You’re one to taaaaaaalk,” he says as he gestures to me. “May I put it away or did you want to plaaaaaaay with it some more? Gooooodness… making looooove in public places… reeeeeally gets you going, doesn’t it?”

I look away, scoffing. “I’m not some kind of exhibitionist, you know!”

Nemo smiles, bending down to my height and seeking out my eyes. “Uh-huuuuuh? Soooorry, my deeear, but the scientific evidence prooooves otherwise!”

He cups my cheek in his hand and turns me towards him so I can see the look of delight on his face. “You were saying the most woooonderful things… moving your hips so exquiiiisitely! It was a real… reeeeeal turn-on…”

“And what about you?” I mimic him, cupping his cheek in my hand. “You definitely swelled a bit when I told you what a good boy you are.”

I glance down and smile when I see his penis give a tired twitch. I reach down and tuck it back into his pants, buttoning them up as I give him a quick kiss.

“I guess we all have our quirks,” I say with a resigned sigh.

“I beliiiiiiiiiieve they’re called kinks, my loooove.”

He leans his forehead against mine and giggles, and I soon join him, only stopping in order to kiss him.

“I love you,” I say. “Even if you are an ass.”

“Eveeeeen?” he arcs an eyebrow.

I give a wry smile before tweaking his nose. “Fine… I love you -because- you’re an ass, Nemo.”

He looks so damn proud as he puts a hand on his hip triumphantly, using his other one to pull me to him so he can give me more and more of his kisses.

[gumnut-logic]

Aaaah! You’re out to scar me this morning!

The sudden sight of TB2 on fire! Aaaaarh!

And Virg! Viiiiiirg!

And Virg is conscious! I thought he was out of it, but he isn’t until that last split second when his head drops slightly. Viiiirg!

These gifs enable us to see detail that the show by itself cannot. Thank you so much for sharing.

Nutty

(Viiiiirg and Twoooo!!!!!)