Layla and Her Alien

by Andrea Allen

  “I’d say the same if I had any luck to start with.” They made their way down the sidewalk, and even though the winds sent shivers down Trevor’s spine, he found warmth being around Brenda.

  “Yeah? What happened to you?” Brenda asked as she looked over at Trevor.

  “Just…bullshit.” Trevor shook his head a little as he remembered the anger and sadness he’d felt earlier. “But the bullshit that happened to me wouldn’t be remotely as bad as what happened to you, so don’t worry about it.”

  “We have another block if you need to get something off your chest,” Brenda replied, trying to get Trevor’s attention by lightly tapping his arm. “It’s the least I could do after all.”

  Trevor sighed, looking into Brenda’s eyes that seemed to plead him. “Fine, fine… I got stood up tonight. That’s it.” Saying it aloud pained Trevor to say more than he thought they would and he could feel his dragon clawing at his heart. The pent up frustration he’d relieved earlier wasn’t enough to keep his dragon at bay and he knew he’d need another excursion to feel whole again.

  Before he could dwell on his thoughts, Brenda stroked his arm and said, “Aw.”

  “Yeah, I know,” Trevor replied coldly, looking away from her.

  “I can’t say that I’ve had that problem recently… Not because I’m taken, unfortunately. It’s just work tends to take up most of my time now, so I don’t have much time for dates.”

  Trevor scoffed. “Working from home gives me nothing but time sometimes. That’s what I get for trying to find someone online, I guess.”

  “Well, if you wanna look at it another way… If she hadn’t stood you up, I don’t know what would’ve happened to me by now,” Brenda whispered just loud enough for Trevor to hear.

  He looked down at her, slightly annoyed at first, but as soon as her words sank in he knew that she was right. “Yeah, I guess so…”

  “…Oh, here we are!” said Brenda as she walked out in front of Trevor and stopped at the front door of a large townhouse. Before she reached for the doorknob, she turned around and said, “Um, wait a minute…” She hastily pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it before handing it to Trevor. “If you want… Call me sometime and we can go on that date you missed out on tonight. I think we’d both appreciate getting to know each other under more romantic circumstances.”

  Trevor smiled, clutching the scrap of paper in his hand. “That would be nice…”

  He expected her to turn, but just before she did, she said, “And Trevor? Thanks.”

  Chapter 3

  The scrap of paper, now nearly crumpled up into dust, lay on the coffee table across from Trevor. He stared at it as if it’d make a difference between the number he’d been staring at on his phone. His grip grew tighter and tighter around it as his thoughts fought each other. If he was going to take another chance, then he’d have to take it while he had it. “When you fall off the horse you’re supposed to get back on, right?” he asked himself in a whisper.

  “Dammit!” he growled, throwing his phone into the cushion beside him. “I can save a girl, and walk her home, but I can’t even call her for the life of me!” Trevor dragged a hand down his face, nearly leaving claw marks on his flesh. “Maybe I can just do it quick… Like a band-aid… My brain won’t even know what’s comin’ then.”

  Trevor fiddled with his thumbs as he reviewed the idea. Okay, he thought as he shot his hand out and grabbed his phone. He turned the screen on and pressed the green button before his doubts could catch him. After two agonizing rings from the other side, the line picked up and a feminine voice on the other side asked, “Hello?”

  “Brenda?” he blurted out with an extra amount of giddiness.

  “Trevor?” asked the other end.

  “Yeah, it’s me,” Trevor replied, feeling a smile forming across his face.

  “I was wondering when you’d call. Did you want to take me up on that date?” Her voice sounded lighter than Trevor remembered, but it made the butterflies in his stomach settle a little knowing she might be feeling the same as him.

  “I… I, um… Yes. I would. I mean, if that’s okay with you…” Trevor could barely choke the words out of his mouth and he smacked himself on the side of his head after he’d uttered the last word.

  Brenda giggled quietly on the other end before replying. “I’ve got a pretty busy week ahead, so is tonight all right with you?”

  Are you kidding me? It’d tear me to pieces if I had to wait any longer! “Yeah, yeah… That’s perfect for me too, actually. Should I pick you up, or…?”

  “Don’t think I can get there on my own, huh?” Brenda teased.

  Trevor’s muscles tensed at the question and he hastily blurted, “No! I mean… I just meant, uh…”

  She giggled again. “I’m kidding! Meet me outside my place at six and we’ll walk to a restaurant that’s nearby. You remember where I live, right?”

  How could I forget? “Yeah, I remember. I’ll see you then, Brenda.”

  “See you!”

  Trevor hit the red button to end the call and flung his phone onto one of the cushions nearby. “Here’s hoping they won’t be having the same hostess tonight,” he muttered to himself.

  ***

  Trevor took a deep breath and hesitantly pulled his phone out to send the text he’d gotten ready nearly an hour prior. As much as he wanted to surprise her with something new, he didn’t have better clothes than the ones he’d wore when he met Brenda, so he hoped that she wouldn’t mind or take notice. Air filling his lungs to their fullest, he forced himself to send the text that said, “I’m here.”

  As he stood outside the townhouse, he did his best to shake off the doubts, but one question hung in his mind, Should I tell her?

  Before his thoughts could come to a conclusion, the door before him opened, revealing the same blue-eyed, wavy haired woman he’d saved not long ago. “Wow,” he whispered in a gasp. Trevor couldn’t take his eyes off the dazzling green dress that hugged each and every one of Brenda’s curves perfectly. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think that the dress was custom designed just for her. “You look…amazing,” he said louder than he’d intended, making Brenda giggle as streaks of red accented her cheeks.

  “You really think so?” she asked as she walked down the steps and offered Trevor her hand.

  Trevor took her hand into his, giving it a soft squeeze as she brought the rest of her to him. “Yes, yes I do,” he nearly purred with every syllable. For once his dragon was completely silent—allowing him to enjoy the moment. I’ll tell her when the time is right, he thought as she smiled at him warmly and he couldn’t help but return it.

  “Ha, you flatter me, kind sir,” she teased, pulling him forward a little. “Come, my knight. Your queen requires your full attention.”

  Trevor blinked twice at the sudden change in tone, but found himself laughing out of nervousness. “Where did that come from?”

  Brenda shrugged. “Well, when you’re dressed up like that it reminds me of how you tossed that guy and came to my rescue. Kind of like a knight saving a queen, don’t you think?”

  “Oh, okay. It’s just the knights are usually saving princesses,” Trevor replied as he reached back and scratched the back of his shaggy hair covered head.

  “Wouldn’t you want someone a little classier to take you out for dinner?” she asked confidently, leading him down the sidewalk by the hand a little further before letting go of him.

  Trevor missed the warmth of her small, soft hand, but he didn’t reach out to hold it again, remembering his respect. “You’re right. I do. So, where is my queen leading me then, hmm?” he asked with a raised brow for Brenda to catch as she looked back at him.

  She slowed down a little to walk beside him, keeping some distance so the two wouldn’t get in the way of the occasional passerby. “We’re going to a little Italian place just across the way. You like Italian, don’t you?”

  “Of course I do!” I’m a dragon. I�
��ll eat anything. The thought started to make him contemplate telling her again.

  “Great! I know you’ll really like it then. I think they’ve got the best pasta in the whole city.” Her words were so infused with enthusiasm that Trevor couldn’t help but get excited to taste the pasta himself.

  “I can’t wait.”

  Chapter 4

  Trevor toyed around with his last meatball, pushing it around with his fork. Brenda idly sipped on her drink across from him, trying to sneak a peek at the bill laid on the table. Every time she tried to see the total, Trevor pulled the receipt away from her and made a disapproving noise. “Since when does the lady pay for the date?” he asked in a genuinely confused way.

  Brenda shrugged, putting her small, silver purse on the table. “I never was one for being conventional.”

  “No, from what you’ve told me… That’s probably the last thing you are…” Trevor looked around at the other tables spread around the small, mostly dark red and black dining room. Dim lights were the only thing that made it possible to see Brenda’s face, but even that was troublesome sometimes due to his dragon’s vision kicking in.

  “Should I be saying sorry for being such an open book, mister secretive?” she teased, throwing her credit card down on the receipt.

  Trevor sighed, knowing his defeat. I guess this is her way of paying me back… Maybe now would be a good time. “N-no, not at all. It’s just… I don’t meet too many girls like you. In person, I mean.”

  “Is that so?” The waitress came by and took the tab’s tray while Brenda leaned forward.

  “Yeah… It takes a bit to get more than a peep out of me in person, actually. I guess you’re kind of…special. In a way.” Trevor could feel his cheeks getting warmer with every word he spoke and he turned away from Brenda as if it’d make her disappear.

  Brenda smirked, tracing a finger around her jawline. “What would you say if I wanted to get more than a ‘peep’ out of you?”

  Trevor’s eyes widened as he slowly brought himself to look at Brenda again to ask, “What?”

  “It’s…something I’ve been thinking about since you took me home, actually. You’re such a big, strong man. Hell, I’ve never even seen a guy as big as you!” Brenda said the last few words a little louder than the others, bringing some attention to our table. She didn’t seem to mind as she went on to say, “Come to think of it… You might’ve been a little bigger at first glance, but you know… It’s all the same to me now that I’ve got you to look at up close.”

  “I…” Trevor was at a loss for words, but even if he had them he didn’t know if he could ever say them. One part of him knew exactly what he wanted to say, however. The way Brenda was looking at him was different from how she looked at him before, somehow. It wasn’t just admiration in her eyes anymore—there was a glimmer. A glimmer of hunger—lust. Or was that just the dragon playing tricks again?

  “Say… Why don’t we head to your place? I want to get to know you some more.” Brenda leaned in closer from across the table, exposing the tops of what had to be B-cup breasts right in front of Trevor. He swallowed hard, barely able to keep from leaping across the table and ravaging Brenda right there as his manhood fought against the fibers of his pants and his dragon reawakened—wasting no time in outright howling.

  “F-fine with me…”

  ***

  The minutes seemed to fly by between Trevor and Brenda leaving the restaurant and Trevor walking Brenda back to his home. Along the way, he felt bad since he didn’t have a car, but Brenda reassured him countless times that she preferred to walk anyway. It was the reason she wore sneakers instead of heels. “Goes with my lack of convention, doesn’t it?” she asked him with a smirk.

  Minutes gradually turned into an hour and the entire time Brenda had been idly pawing at him with her words. She would make allusions to things, but when Trevor was ready to ask her about them—she’d go quiet and talk about something else. When he walked through the door of his apartment, he didn’t know what to think. As he led her inside and motioned toward the couch, he didn’t know if she’d start another game with him or otherwise. He loved being around her, and did admit to himself that the games were fun, but his balls were starting to ache from the constant teasing. His dragon wasn’t hard to get going.

  Trevor turned around a moment to gesture to the kitchen saying, “If you get thirsty, I’ve got some water in the fridge and…” He turned back around to see her standing right behind him, a smirk wedged in the corner of her lips. “Uh, what are you doing…?”

  “There’s something different about you, Trevor,” Brenda said as she reached out and walked two fingers up Trevor’s chest. He stepped back a little, unsure of what to think, but didn’t manage to step out of Brenda’s reach. She went on to say, “I can’t quite place it, but… I will admit that I have an…attraction to you…” Brenda took a few seconds to stifle a chuckle, blinking. “I’m sorry for messing around earlier… I was playing with the idea while I wasn’t sure what I wanted, but now… Now I know…”

  Brenda looked up at Trevor for a second, but her eyes slowly started to close as she leaned into Trevor’s face. He reeled back at first, his heart pounding in his chest and his bulge starting to rub against Brenda. What…? What do I do…? Do I really want her…?

  Trevor glanced down at Brenda’s pursed lips and couldn’t believe he’d ever questioned it.

  Fuck yes.

  Trevor closed his eyes and leaned in, pressing his lips to hers, which felt perfectly warm and soft. As the kiss deepened, his hands traveled down her sides and landed on her soft, but firm ass, cupping the cheeks and pulling her against him. His tongue begged for entry, prodding around her lips and she gradually accepted more of him, inviting his tongue inside to dance with hers as he ground his bulge against the outside of her dress. “Mmm! Mmm!” they cried together, sharing the hot breaths and gasps that seemed to tumble out of one mouth and into the other.

  The dragon in Trevor roared with delight and he could hardly keep himself from throwing her on the couch and ripping away her dress as his nails slowly started to grow into claws. No, no… I’m going to need those, Trevor thought as he tried to force them to revert, firmly locking his dragon away. Physically, he was able to keep a hold of his bestial side, but the man in him wanted something more from Brenda and he knew that the dragon would come out if he didn’t indulge in it.

  Without thinking about it, Trevor hoisted Brenda up, holding her by the ass as he backed into his room, their lips staying connected the entire time. He tugged on Brenda’s bottom lip softly as he sat her down on the bed. She started to quietly giggle, but pulled away from him, lying back on the bed and sprawling out. Trevor couldn’t keep his eyes from drifting downward and looking directly between Brenda’s legs that she slowly spread wider and wider.

  “Holy shit,” he said in a gasp, immediately reaching down to unfasten his pants. He licked his lips, trying to paw at his length from the outside before he pulled his boxers and pants down, letting his erection jut out—free at last.

  Brenda looked up at Trevor, finger in her mouth and a glint in her eyes. The pale light from outside shone on her from the side and added seemed to illuminate her dress—showing Trevor sparkles about it that he hadn’t seen before. It complemented her eyes and he couldn’t help but blush as he noticed that Brenda was looking directly at his hardness. “I… I couldn’t… It…”

  “Hush,” she whispered as she sat up and reached a hand out. Trevor shuddered at her touch at first, but quickly eased into her soft hand, feeling himself throbbing in her grasp. “I knew you were big.”

  Trevor’s eyes widened as he looked down and he was about to ask, “What did you just say?” but Brenda stole the words away from him, turning them into a muffled: “Ahhh!”

  Brenda took Trevor’s hard-on into both hands, wrapping them around his shaft as she lapped up the tip and rounded the crown with her tongue. Trevor bit down on his lip, digging his nails into the side o
f his balled fists. Fuck… Why does that feel so damned good?

  Slowly, Brenda inched Trevor’s cock into her mouth, suckling lightly as she glanced up at him. Trevor caught her glance just before he threw his head back, letting the pleasure take him as he closed his eyes. “Fuck,” he moaned, subtly thrusting his hips forward and trying to get more of himself into her mouth. “Ah-ah!” Trevor gasped as Brenda suckled harder and reached down to rub his balls roughly, letting them roll on her tiny palm.

  “Hey babe?” she asked as she pulled his hardness away for a second.

  “Y-yeah?” Trevor choked out, his thighs twitching.

  “I… I want you tonight. Is that okay?”

  Trevor grinned. “It’s more than okay, dear.” He nearly growled his words as he reached down to cup the side of Brenda’s face, using his thumb to stroke her cheek. “I need to get you ready. Do you really think you can take this?” he asked as he grasped his length to stroke it in front of her.

  Brenda smirked and said, “I guess we’ll just have to see then, won’t we?”

  “Mmm,” Trevor hummed as he leaned down and pressed his lips to Brenda’s, tasting his saltiness on her, but her sweet lips seemed to override anything he’d tried to taint. “Lie back, babe,” he said as he pulled away from her. It was hard to resist looking into Brenda’s eyes with anything but undying lust, but Trevor kept his head bowed and lick his lips as he watched Brenda sprawl out on the bed again.

  Trevor dove headfirst between Brenda’s legs, snaring the side of her panties with one of his fangs and pulling it down. His dragon was clawing at him—pushing him to get in there, so he didn’t have time for teasing. Maybe when I’m not so pent up, Trevor thought as he clawed Brenda’s panties down her legs and tossed them to the side. “There’s a condom on the stand beside the bed,” Trevor said before he inhaled Brenda’s rich, feminine scent. Her smell filled his nostrils and clouded his senses. He didn’t even hear her take the condom out as his tongue darted out to taste her hot, needy flesh.