I'm back with another request!! I am so happy that so many of you love my stories so much. It gives me the motivation I need to keep writing!!
I want to give some of you a heads up now: if you're not into the weird or strange when it comes to smut, this one might not be for you.
But oh my gosh was this fun to write!! This request comes from the amazing lemonadedispenserXXX. If you haven't gone to her page yet, YOU SHOULD. She has her own one shot book that BLOWS MY MIND (and probably puts mine to shame haha she is AMAZING). I just want to say thank you for giving me two requests in a row that has given me a new challenge, and I hope you like this one!!
That being said...... Enjoy ;) xoxoxoxoxo
Wooyoung leaned against his shovel and wiped the sweat off his brow. He had been working in his fields for hours now and his muscles ached, but if he didn't finish then he couldn't plant his crops. And without crops to sell, he would have any money.
He really didn't mind though. Unfortunately, his parents had died shortly after he turned eighteen. They had left him the farm and since he had nowhere else to go, he decided to keep it. As a result, he never went to college and spent all day, every day taking care of the place.
All his friends had moved on to bigger and better things. So now he was all alone.
Wooyoung tried not to think about it, he had his animals to keep him company. But sometimes he wished he had someone who could talk back...
His day passed like it always does. Tend the fields, clean the stables, feed and water the animals, and pick up the house. Then he would make dinner and sit in front of the tv, surfing mindlessly until he found something of interest.
But tonight he couldn't find anything. Even the food he made didn't appeal to him anymore. Wooyoung sighed and took his food to the kitchen and wrapped it before setting it in the fridge. He couldn't afford to waste anything so he'd force himself to eat it later.
But he did pull out a bottle of beer and walked out onto the front porch. He used the railing to pop the lid off and took a deep drink as he sat on the porch swing. "I don't know how much longer I can do this Mom and Dad. I love this place, but... I'm twenty-two and I have no life. Aren't I supposed to be out partying? Discovering who I am? Finding love?" He sighed and ran his hands through his dirty black hair. "I wish you were here... You'd be able to tell me what to do."
Wooyoung glanced up at the stars. One flashed and shot across the sky. "Make a wish, Woo." He said quietly and watched it soar across the sky.
Then his forehead creased as the start seemed to get bigger.
And bigger.
Then it flashed and crashed with a huge explosion into his hay barn. He could feel the heat from here and watched as all his hard earned hay was engulfed in flames.
After his moment of panic, Wooyoung ran forward and grabbed his hose so he could start putting out the flames. The fire department was too far away so there was no point in calling them.
He worked for about an hour before he got all the flames put out. Once the fire was gone, Wooyoung walked slowly into the remaining shell of the barn. His heart sank as he thought of how much it would cost to replace this, and he dreaded the many phone calls to insurance.
Especially because they'd never believe that a shooting star is what caused the fire.
The star...
Wooyoung froze when he saw a large, silver sphere sitting in the center of the wreckage. It seemed to pulse... in time with Wooyoung's beating heart.
What was this thing? There was something about it that drew him to it. He found himself reaching out to touch the perfectly smooth surface. As soon as he did, it rippled across the entire surface.
Wooyoung gasped and backed away from it as it split down the middle. A blinding light came from it, forcing him to cover his eyes. A purple smoke billowed from it. When the light stopped, Wooyoung lowered his hand and walked forward again.
Sitting inside the sphere was... a boy? He was sleeping, and he looked so peaceful, and human. He had slightly wavy blonde hair and a soft face.
He didn't know how long he stood there staring and trying to process what he was seeing, but it was evidently long enough for him to awaken because the boy yawned and stretched before blinking several times.
He sat up and looked around, surveying his surroundings with an almost cold and calculating look. Then his eyes fell upon Wooyoung and they widen with interest.
The farmer backed away as the... the alien advanced toward him. "P-Please, don't hurt me." He said, holding his hands up in surrender.
The other stopped and held his hands up in the same fashion and reached forward to touch Wooyoung's. The contact was almost electric and Wooyoung found himself locked in place.
"Who... Are... You?" The alien asked slowly, as if he had to think about everything he said.
"You sp-speak English?" Wooyoung gasped and tried to pull away, but his hand was frozen in place.
"I... Can... Through... You..." He nodded to where their hands were linked.
"I'm Wooyoung." He said hesitantly, not fully sure why he was answering.
The alien cocked his head then closed his eyes, lacing his fingers with Wooyoung's.
"Your... Your tongue is primitive compared to mine." The alien said, suddenly sounding like he spoke the language his entire life. "But it is simple enough to figure out after scanning your memories. You may call me San."
Wooyoung's jaw dropped as the alien studied him.
"You are lonely. Your heart is filled with much pain." San tilted his head. He broke the connection and reached out to wipe a tear from Wooyoung's cheek. "I am alone as well..."
"Why?"
"I lost my family. We were separated when my ship collided with a meteor..." San turned to look at it. "I fear there is no fixing it. What is this place?"
"This is my home, my farm."
"Farm?" San looked around curiously and Wooyoung smiled.
"Yes, it's a place where we grow food and raise animals." At the mention of food, San's stomach grumbled and he placed his hands on it, a surprised look crossing his face. Wooyoung laughed and held out his hand. "You're hungry. Let's go find something to eat."
The next several weeks went by and Wooyoung taught San everything he could about life on Earth and how to fend for himself. But San had no intention of leaving. He followed Wooyoung everywhere and learned to help him out on the farm.
Wooyoung would be lying if he said he didn't cherish his moments with him. At times he forgot that he was actually an alien. He seemed so... human.
One night they were cooking together in the kitchen, chatting about what needed to be done the next day. Wooyoung checked the recipe on his phone and turned to go to the fridge when he walked straight into San.
They both froze and looked at each other. Wooyoung felt himself blushing under San's intense gaze. The taller reached up to run a hand through his hair. The farmer found himself closing his eyes at the contact and a warmth filled the pit of his stomach.
Without thinking, he closed the distance between them and kiss San. When the other didn't pull away, he wrapped his arms around his neck and held him closer.
His lips were so soft and melded perfectly with his. And San seemed to know exactly what he needed to do, too.
In one smooth motion, both of them were shirtless and had their lips locked again as their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies. San's hands drifted under the seam of Wooyoung's pants and he cupped his ass, squeezing it.
Wooyoung moaned and rocked his hips forward, grinding against the other.
Something seemed to change in San and he ripped off the remainder of their clothes before lifting the farmer up to set him on the counter.
He started to kiss and lick down his chest, suckling on his nipple while circling the other one with his finger.
"San..." Wooyoung let his head fall back as he closed his eyes and moaned.
Then he felt something wrap around his waist. It was warm, but... slimy? Then something wrapped around each of his legs and pulled them apart. He looked down and started to have a panic attack.
Each one of San's fingers on his right had extended to form long tentacles. Wooyoung gasped and tried to back away, but the one around his waist continued up to pin his arms to his side.
"S-San?" He could hear the panic in his own voice.
The other just smirked at him and kissing him again. "Trust me. I promise I'll make you feel good."
The tentacles tightened and Wooyoung whimpered as a fourth one inched over his chest, rubbing his nipples at the same time. He squirmed where he sat. San chuckled and leaned in for another kiss.
He licked Wooyoung's lips, purring at the taste before forcing his tongue inside. It swirled around the farmer's, teasing him and he made thrusting motion.
San's hand, that was still a hand, moved to cup his as again, pulling Wooyoung to the edge of the counter so he could grind against him again.
It was almost too much to process. His legs were open as wide as they could be, his arms were pinned to his side, a tentacle was rubbing both of his nipples, and San was practically deep throating him with his tongue.
He could already feel his climax building and San hadn't even touched the parts that longed for him most.
But Wooyoung soon got his wish. San broke the kiss and bent down to like Wooyoung's aching member from the base to the tip.
The farmer let out a shuddering breath, only to let out a muffled cry when another tentacle entered his mouth at the same time San swallowed his member.
It only took a couple of head bobs from San before Wooyoung came, squirting several times. San swallowed it greedily, then continued his administrations.
Wooyoung whimpered from the over stimulation and squirmed, trying to tell San it was too much. The tentacles just tightened their grip in response.
After a couple of minutes, San had managed to get him hard again. He released with a pop and smirked up at Wooyoung. His hand came up to wipe the tears that were falling from the other's eyes.
Then he moved back, bringing Wooyoung with him. The tentacles held his weight so that he was suspended in midair. He was lifted up and tilted back so that San was looking right at his entrance.
Wooyoung whimpered around the tentacle in his mouth as it played with his tongue while thrusting in and out. Then his eyes widened as he felt something circle his entrance.
San purred. "You taste so good." Wooyoung couldn't see what he was doing, but he moaned when something was pushed into him. It didn't feel like one of the tentacles, and soon he felt San's mouth against his entrance.
It was his tongue. Wooyoung could feel San's tongue twisting inside him. And it was going deeper than he expected.
His stomach flipped when he realized that San could extend his tongue too.
Wooyoung's back ached out of reflex, straining against his bindings as he felt himself building again. His whimpers got higher in pitched as San sped up. His tongue twisted to graze against San's prostate, running it over several times.
This caused Wooyoung to come undone again. San withdrew his tongue and swallowed the other's seed again.
The tentacles started to loosen, but still held onto Wooyoung as he hung limp. He was brought close to San, who wrapped his normal arm around him and peppered his neck and shoulder with kisses. Wooyoung hugged him back weakly. His heart was still pounding at the contact. His skin felt like it was on fire wherever San kissed him.
"San..."
"Tell me what you want Wooyoung." San said as his tentacle fingers trailed lazily over the farmer's skin.
Wooyoung still felt incomplete. He needed more, even though he wasn't sure he could handle it. "Y-You." He whispered.
San growled and shoved Wooyoung against his fridge. His arms were pinned above his head and his legs were lifted up by the tentacles again so that he was lifted of the ground.
The taller plunged his tongue deep into Wooyoung's mouth again while he lined up his own member with Wooyoung's entrance. It was still wet at prepped for him.
San used one of his tentacles to pump his own member and lube it up before he rammed it into Wooyoung, fucking him into his refrigerator.
The shorter moaned in time with each thrust, his body screaming in pleasure as San pounded his sweet spot again.
It was all too much and not enough at the same time.
San used his normal hand to wrap around Wooyoung's member, pumping it in time with his thrusts. He lifted the farmer's legs higher and spread them as wide as they would allow, letting him go even deeper.
The both moaned into the kiss as San continued. After a few more hard, fast thrusts, San tilted his head back and groaned as he came, filling Wooyoung to the brim.
The farmer continued to moan and whimper as San's hand speed up, bringing him closer to his third orgasm of the evening. How he had managed to do this he had no idea, but it was close.
Once again he was lifted up to a height where San to swallow his length, sucking on it and swirling his magical tongue around it. He drew Wooyoung's climax easily and once again swallowed everything.
When they both had caught their breath, San pulled Wooyoung to him. His fingers returned to normal as he carried the farmer into the bedroom. He tucked them into the bed they shared and pulled Wooyoung close to him.
"Are you ok?" San whispered, stroking Wooyoung's head gently.
"I'm more than ok. This... This is the happiest I've been in years." Wooyoung slowly moved his head so he could gaze into San's eyes. "I'm sure it's hard knowing you might never see your family again. But I don't have mine either. We could be each other's family."
San smiled at him and kissed his forehead. "I would love that."
"Then please don't leave me. Stay with me San."
"I'll stay for as long as you want me to. But after tonight, I don't think I could bring myself to leave you, even if you ordered me to." He chuckled.
They shared a deep, passionate kiss before they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.