NSFW SMUT / Cobalt x Mallow

Trigger Warning: blood, gore and mild violence.

Despite Cobalts and Mallows starkly contrasting personalities, there was an undeniable connection between them. It was something that neither of them fully understood, something that neither of them had the courage to explore. Yet, it was a connection that refused to be ignored.

A muggy summer night found Mallow feeling a familiar, all-consuming need. Her body tingled with heat, the sensation wrapping around her like a second skin. The allure of relief was overwhelming and she found herself squirming on the couch, her heart pounding in her chest as she whimpered quietly to herself.

However, the couch provided little to no comfort and it wasn't long before frustration gnawed at her. Unable to bear it any longer, she sprung up, the fabric of the couch releasing a small huff under her sudden movement. Her feet carried her through the halls of their home, her mind singularly focused on the one person who could help - Cobalt.

Knocking on the door to his room, she pushed it open to reveal Cobalt sitting comfortably with a book in his hands. He looked up at her entrance, surprise etching his face as he took in her flushed appearance. "Mallow? Is everything okay?"

Mallow's face bloomed an even deeper red under his gaze, her eyes refusing to meet his as she muttered, "Cobalt, I...I need you."

Cobalt blinked in surprise, his book almost slipping from his hands. He had always been a man of principle, one who considered intimacy a sacred bond shared between two who truly loved each other. He never took such matters lightly, never engaged in them without a real connection. But as he looked at Mallow, he found himself willing to make an exception.

Setting his book aside, Cobalt stood and moved closer to Mallow, a hand reaching out to gently touch her arm. His voice was gentle as he asked, "Are you sure, Mallow?"

She nodded, her hands gripping his shirt as she whispered, "I...I want you." It was the first time she was admitting her desires, the first time she was allowing herself to feel something for someone. And as scary as it was, it was also incredibly exciting.

Taking a deep breath, Cobalt pulled her into a soft hug, comforting her in her distress. He gently lifted her chin and claimed her lips, his kiss filled with a gentleness that she rarely experienced.

Cobalt's touch was gentle, his fingertips tracing every curve of her body with a tenderness that left her breathless. His lips moved against hers in a passionate rhythm, their breaths hitching as they gave into their shared desire.

Mallow's fingers trailed down his torso. "Wait," he began, coming to a halt when he tensed under her touch, a slight tremor in his voice. She looked up at him in question, her brows furrowing in confusion when she noticed his hands gripping the hem of his shirt, his gaze avoiding hers.

"Please, can I... can I keep this on?" His voice was soft, almost too low to hear, but Mallow caught the hesitation in his voice and the embarrassment in his eyes. "I don't want you to... I mean, I don't look like..."

Mallow cut him off by yanking his shirt over his head, her hands moving to cradle his face. "Hey, look at me," she demanded, waiting for his gaze to meet hers before she continued. "You're perfect. You're beautiful just the way you are. You have nothing to be ashamed of, okay?"

Cobalt looked at her, surprise flickering in his eyes. He swallowed hard, a blush creeping up his face as he nodded, unable to find his voice. The sincerity in her voice touched him deeply, causing his heart to flutter. Mallow smiled at him, her thumb caressing his cheek before she leaned in to kiss him once more.

As Cobalt took a moment to process Mallow's comforting words, she took the opportunity to assert her desire. With a playful push, she sent him sprawling onto the bed, a gasp escaping his lips. She moved to stand at the foot of the bed, her eyes filled with a mischievous glint.

"Watch me," she commanded, her voice low and seductive. She reached down to the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head in a swift motion, exposing the swell of her breasts clad in a lacy bra. Her hands moved to the button of her shorts, her fingers working slowly, deliberately, her gaze never leaving him.

Cobalt watched, his breath hitching in his throat. The sight of her stripping for him was a sensory overload. She was confident, unabashed, and so incredibly sexy. His heart pounded against his chest as his eyes took in the sight of her, his arousal evident in the growing hardness in his pants.

"Wow," he whispered, his voice strained. His eyes roamed over her body, taking in every inch of exposed skin, every curve that was revealed.

Mallow smirked at him, her movements slow and deliberate. "Like what you see?" she teased, her hands moving to unhook her bra. With a shrug of her shoulders, the garment fell to the floor, revealing her bare breasts. Her fingers moved to her panties next, hooking into the sides and sliding them down her legs.

The sight was too much for Cobalt. He gulped, his arousal painfully hard now. "You're stunning," he admitted, "You're... you're so beautiful," his voice barely above a whisper.

Mallow's grin widened. She moved to join him on the bed, her naked body pressing against his clothed form. "Well then," she murmured, her fingers moving to unbutton his pants, "let's not waste any more time, pretty boy."

Mallow's fingers fumbled with Cobalt's pants, her movements becoming more eager as she felt his hardness pressing against her. Cobalt blushed furiously as he felt his pants and underwear being slid off his body, leaving him completely exposed to her gaze.

Mallow, however, didn't seem phased at all. Quite the opposite, in fact. A predatory gleam took over her eyes as she took him in, her fingers gently wrapping around his length. He let out a gasp, his body jolting at her touch.

"Oh god," he choked out, his voice shaky as she began to stroke him. Her touch was skilled, confident, her fingers moving in a rhythm.

"Relax, pretty boy," she purred, her voice low and sultry. Her fingers traced his length, appreciating the heat and hardness before she leaned in closer. Her tongue snaked out, a long, agile alien tongue unlike a human's. It flicked out, tracing a wet path from the base of his cock to the sensitive tip.

Cobalt's breath hitched, his hand reaching out to grip the sheets as the unfamiliar sensation sparked pleasure through his body. It was different, so different from anything he had ever felt. His heart pounded in his chest, his breaths coming out in ragged pants as Mallow continued her ministrations.

"This feels amazing… no, y-you’re amazing," he gasped, his voice shaky as her tongue wrapped around his length, the wet heat sending jolts of pleasure coursing through him. His hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of the pleasurable sensation.

Mallow chuckled, the sound vibrating against him and making him whimper. She moved her tongue more purposefully, lavishing attention on every inch of him before focusing on his tip. Her hand stroked him in time with her tongue, her movements coordinated and skilled.

Mallow’s tongue played over him, her movements driving him closer to the edge with every stroke. The sight of her, the sensation of her alien tongue on him, was all too much. Cobalt's breath came out in ragged pants, his hands clutching the sheets beneath him.

Just when he felt like he was about to lose control, Mallow suddenly stopped. Her tongue retreated, her hand leaving him. Cobalt let out a strangled groan of protest, his hips lifting off the bed in a futile attempt to chase her touch.

But Mallow just looked at him, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "I think," she began, her eyes glittering with desire, "it's time for you to fuck me."

His breath hitched at her words, a surge of desire coursing through him. Despite his flushed face and his shy demeanor, Cobalt found himself nodding, his body responding instinctively to her command. His cock throbbed with need, the anticipation of what was to come making him dizzy with desire.

"Yes," he managed to choke out, his voice shaky with arousal, "I want... I want to..."

With a gentle laugh, Mallow leaned in to kiss him, effectively silencing him. "Then what are you waiting for?" she whispered against his lips, her voice filled with anticipation and desire. "Fuck me."

In a swift movement, Cobalt pinned Mallow beneath him on the bed. His breath hitched at the sight of her, exposed and flushed under his heated gaze. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts, his thumb brushing over her sensitive nipples. Mallow gasped, a shiver running down her spine as his fingers moved lower, tracing the soft folds of her pussy.

She moaned, her body squirming beneath his touch. He captured her lips again, his tongue exploring her mouth as his fingers explored her lower. He inserted a finger into her, drawing a whimper from her.

"Oh," he groaned, his eyes dark with desire. "You're so wet for me." His words sent a jolt of arousal through her, her body responding instinctively to his touch, her hips grinding against his hand.

Cobalt positioned himself at her entrance, his rock-hard dick pressing against her. Mallow gasped, her body arching at his touch. She could feel his cock pressing against her, hard and ready. She gripped him, her fingers wrapping around his length, guiding him to her entrance. "Please," she pleaded, her voice desperate, "fuck me." He pushed into her, his size stretching her.

Mallow’s gasp was swallowed by his mouth, her fingernails digging into his back as she adjusted to his size. The slight discomfort soon faded, replaced by a sensation of being filled, of being claimed.

Cobalt started moving, his hips thrusting against hers in a rhythm that had her toes curling. Each stroke hit her sweet spot, drawing moans from her that he swallowed with his kisses. His pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more frantic as he sought to bring them both to the brink of pleasure.

"Fuck," she moaned, her body arching into his. "Harder." Her plea made him growl, his thrusts becoming more forceful.

The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, their shared breaths, their whispers of desire, their bodies slapping against each other. Cobalt’s movements became more erratic as he neared his climax, his cock throbbing inside her.

As Mallow neared the brink of her climax, the intensity of her pleasure was matched only by the wildness in her heart. She felt her body tighten, a growl escaping her as the wave of release hit her. In the throes of her orgasm, she bit down on Cobalt's shoulder, her teeth sinking into his flesh.

Cobalt cried out, his body stiffening underneath her as pain and pleasure mingled. Mallow didn't let up, her teeth sinking deeper into his skin, the taste of his blood filling her mouth. Panic rose in Cobalt as he felt his strength waning, his body collapsing beneath her.

"Mallow..." Cobalt whimpered, his voice shaky as he tried to soothe her, "Sshh, it's okay, it's okay." His heart pounded against his chest, fear gripping him, but he pushed it down, focusing on calming her down.

Gradually, Mallow came back to her senses, her body loosening as her orgasm faded. She pulled back, her teeth releasing his skin. Her eyes meeting his. What she saw took her breath away - a fear she had never seen before. It was a fear caused by her.

She pulled away quickly, the taste of his blood still on her lips. Cobalt touched his shoulder, wincing as his fingers met the torn flesh. A piece of skin was left hanging from where her teeth had dug in, blood seeping from the wound.

Cobalt winced, his fingers touching his shoulder gingerly. Mallow stared at the wound, a mix of guilt and horror etched in her features. "I... I didn't mean to..." she stammered, her hands reaching out to him in a futile attempt to soothe the pain. She looked at Cobalt, the fear in her heart mirrored in his eyes. "I-I'm so sorry..."

Cobalt looked at her, his heart pounding in his chest. Despite the pain and fear, he managed a weak smile. "It's okay, Mallow," he assured her, his voice barely a whisper. "I'm fine."

He winced as he touched the wound again, his hand coming away bloody. "But I think I should probably take care of this wound before I lose too much blood," he said, managing a weak chuckle despite the pain.

Despite the horrifying event, Mallow found herself laughing along with him. Relief washed over her as she realized that Cobalt wasn't angry with her, wasn't afraid of her. It was a testament to their bond, a testament to the depth of their connection. And as Cobalt started treating his wound, Mallow knew that she was incredibly lucky to have him.

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