Bat Boyfriend Nerubi 2 (complete)

    Ever since you and Nerubi got engaged, it’s been a whirlwind. You hate to use such a cliche as that, but that really was what it felt like! You barely got to enjoy the bliss of being engaged before you swept off for photo shoots, interviews, and fittings for an all-new wardrobe.

    You were given a makeover, something that would make you look like a soon to be princess. This wasn’t your choice, nor was it Nerubi’s. It was all his mother, grooming you and getting you ready to be in the spotlight with her son and family.

    It wasn’t the immediate scandal she thought it was. In fact, the whole thing had turned into this fairy tale romance in the media, one Nerubi’s mother couldn’t stand between or else she would be painted the villainous queen in all of it.

    Instead, she took an interesting role in your life, making herself look like she was taking you under her wing. Really, you barely saw you soon to be mother in law. You were kept too busy with all the schedules interviews you had as well as school. Too busy to even sit down and spend time with your fiance, which was a laugh in itself.

    All you two had gone through to get to this point. All the hiding and secrets. Now the two of you could barely spend a moment together. You had a gut sinking feeling that this is what Nerubi’s mother really wanted all along.

    One day at school, you’re hiding out in an empty classroom, just trying to catch a break for yourself. A text message comes through from Nerubi, which you’re relieved to see.

    “I have some really great news!” He messaged.

    You smile, hoping it would be the both of you not falling asleep as soon as you got home. “Any news is great news at this point.”

    “No, really. It’s great news,” he replies. “You’re going to have to pack your bags for this one.” 

    You frown at the message. “What do you mean?”

    “My best friend, Sam, he’s invited us to go with him and his fiance as they elope!”

    You’re a bit shocked. Sam was the Moth Prince and was under the same restrictions and policies that Nerubi was under. He was marrying someone outside the royal line as well, but it wasn’t as scandalous as it was for Nerubi. But still, a royal eloping was pretty much frowned upon.

    “What do you mean he’s eloping?”

    “Exactly what eloping means, peach.” Nerubi replies are really quick. “Can you sneak out today?”

    “If you say you’re waiting outside I’ll gut you.”

    “I won’t say it, but I will ask you to come meet me there as soon as possible. I lied. I packed your bags already.”

    You grumble and sigh, palming your forehead. “Your mother is going to be so angry!”

    “Everyone is,” he answers. “But who cares? Aren’t you exhausted? We’ve barely been able to spend any time together because Mom keeps you running around and dancing for her so much. It’s going to be fun, and I really want you and Sam to be friends.”

    “I know.” You’re not sure what else to say. You’d feel like an idiot if you said no and you honestly didn’t want to.

    You pick up your things and head outside the school. Near the parking lot, you see Nerubi’s car idling. You quickly race towards it and hop inside.

    “You made it!” Nerubi grins. He leans over, giving you a big kiss. “I have everything ready. It’ll be a long drive though. You ok for that.”

    You nod excitedly. “No flying?” You ask.

    “No way,” Nerubi smirks. “I’m going to get as much alone time with my peach as I possibly can, even if it is a road trip.”

    You grin, unable to hold back your excitement. You kiss him again as he tries to take off the brakes.

    “Easy girl, easy,” he chuckles. “Wait until we’re on the road for a while to get me all flustered and needy.”

    “Sorry,” You giggle, sitting back as Nerubi drives you away from the school.

    “Now,” Nerubi says suddenly. “I don’t want you going and getting any ideas while we’re doing this. You got it?”

    “What sort of ideas would I get?” You lean back and put your hand on Nerubi’s thigh.

    He smirks at you. “Just because we’re going to go help Sam and Chloe elope, I really don’t want you getting any ideas at all from it. Got it?”

    You arch your brow at him. “Are you hinting at something, babe?” You ask.

    “I would never hint that we, the two of us, should also go and elope while Chloe and Sam are also eloping,” Nerubi says with a none too subtle smirk.

    “Do you know how much trouble we would get in to if we even thought of doing something like that?” You say. “What sort of trouble will we get in to for even helping your friends? I’m surprised we’re not getting tracked right now!”

    Nerubi nods, unable to hold back his smile. “Good. Because I don’t want you thinking about the other thing at all.”

    “Nerubi,” you say warningly. “We’re already under your mom’s thumb enough as it is. I don’t want to piss her off anymore! She scares me, and I honestly think she hates me.”

    Nerubi furrows his brow, his smile fading away in a pout of concern. “You...you really don’t think that do you?”

    “She treats me like some porcelain doll she has to play with because some relative gave it to her and she doesn’t want to offend them,” you huff. You sit back and run your fingers through your hair. “She’s got my hair dyed, my brow shaped, she’s got me wearing body shapers and special shoes and all sorts of clothes I can’t even afford to look at! I’m a doll!”

    “But-” he grunts and shakes his head. “But she doesn’t hate you.”

    I look away and shake my head. “I feel like she’s trying to make me into someone else. Someone she thinks is better for you.”

    “No one is better for me!” Nerubi insists. “You’re it. You’re the gold standard. Don’t let my mom think you’re value lies in what she sees. Your value doesn’t even lie in what I see.” As he stops at the red light, he reaches out and squeezes your hand. “The only person who can decide that is you, peach.”

    I smile at him, kissing him before cars behind us start blaring their horns.

    “I’m sorry she’s making you feel that way,” Nerubi apologizes. “I hate knowing you’ve felt that way for so long.”

    “It’s ok,” you mutter.

    “No,” he huffs. “It isn’t! You’re going to be my family, and that means you’re going to be family with my mother. I want the two of you to get along.”

    “And running away to help your friend elope is going to do that how?” You ask.

    Nerubi laughs. “Ok. We’ll start trying to mend fences after we do this.”

    You place your hand on his thigh again. “So, where are we going?” You ask.

    “We’re meeting Sam and Chloe at Chloe’s family’s hunting cabin,” he says. “From there, we’re all going to take a trip to the adorable and quaint countryside where Chloe’s lesbian godmother is going to marry them.”

    “Lesbian godmother?” You ask.

    Nerubi chuckles. “It’s a wonderful little story so far, right?” He glances back to the road. “They’ve been planning this for ages. Sam’s mom keeps pushing off the wedding and pushing off the wedding for some reason. The two of them are extremely frustrated, so they just decided to forgo the pomp and circumstance of everything and do what normal idiots in love do.”

    “Elope,” you sigh.

    “So yeah,” Nerubi takes your hand from his thigh and kisses your palm. “Don’t be getting any ideas at all, my sweet, juicy peach.”

    You turn to Nerubi and give him the stink eye. “Look who's talking now!”

    Nerubi chuckles wickedly. “I know, right?”

    “No, I’m saying you better not have any ideas rattling around in that brain of yours,” you snap at him warningly. “No suddenly proposals while we’re there, no jumping in while they are getting married. None of it. You and I will see that Sam and Chloe’s adorable little lesbian priest wedding go off without a hitch. Then, we will celebrate, have fun, and go home, not married, and continue on with whatever schemes your mother has planned for us. Is that clear?”

    Nerubi looks away and is unnervingly silent. His ear twitches.

    “Is. That. Clear?” You snap at him.

    Nerubi scoffs, his ears going flat against the back of his head, “Crystal,” he grouches, pouting down at you. 

    “This is clearer than that!” You snap. “This is saran wrap! This is that ultra-thin condom we got from the gas station, and you used as a water balloon. Do you understand?”

    “Holy shit, yes!” Nerubi flinches. “God. You use a condom once as a water balloon, and it’s held over you all your life.”

    “It was an awful condom,” you kiss his cheek. “But I am glad we’re on the same page.”

    You stop and get food at a tiny drive-through only place the touted the best chicken and waffles in the state. You stopped to eat at a look out, and you enjoyed the peace and quiet. There was no rushing, nowhere to be. It was just you, Nerubi, and indeed the best chicken and waffles you had ever had.

    “We could always just run away,” Nerubi says as he looks out over the gorge just below the overlook. “You and me, the open road, no one telling us what to do.”

    “You sound like some teenager,” you laugh. “Or like, some bad modern update of Romeo and Juliet.”

    Nerubi grins. “But the just you and me part, right? That would be great.” He puts his wings around you, placing his hands on your back.

    “It would be,” you rest your head on his chest and lean into him.

    Nerubi sighs, resting his cheek on your head. “This is the first time we’ve been alone in so long. I’ve really missed you.”

    You tilt your head up, meeting his kiss and placing your hands on his chest. He leans into your kiss but pulls back far too soon.

    “Well uhm-” he clears his throat. “We best keep on going. We’ll be there soon.”

    You smirk as he steps back, knowing he must be excited and rattled. After all, the two of you haven’t exactly had any bedroom fun in a few weeks. You’ve both been tired and busy. He’s probably been thinking about it all day, and to be honest, you have been too.

    The evening, very late, you pull up to the cabin in the woods. It’s small, but it looks cozy. The cold air makes you long for the warmth that the smoking chimney is offering.

    The door opens, and a white moth steps out onto the porch. “Oh good, you made it.” He walks out, taking some of the luggage Nerubi is removing from the trunk. His fluffy antenna twitch, and he looks at you.

    “You must be the fiance!” He says brightly.

    You smile and nod. “And you must be Sam.” You reach out to shake his hand, but Sam grabs you and pulls you into a tight hug.

    “It’s so great to finally meet you. But, you two are probably tired,” he says. “We have a room set up for you.” He leads you inside, setting your bags down in a room that is mostly just a bed. “Chloe is already asleep. She tried to wait up.”

    “Thanks, we’ll stay quiet, promise,” Nerubi says as Sam closes the door.

    You sigh, sitting down on the bed and taking your shoes off. “It seems nice here,” you say. “The bed is comfy at least.”

    Nerubi sits beside you and starts kissing your neck. You giggle as you slip your socks off. He gently bites, and you have to keep yourself quiet.

    “Ok now,” you whisper.

    Nerubi’s hand slips under your sweater, brushing against your belly and groping a little greedily at your breasts.

    “Nerubi,” you groan, grabbing his arm. 

    He kisses you, and you fall back onto the bed. “Wait just a second,” you moan as he pushes up your sweater, kissing the skin that becomes exposed to him. You moan softly, laying back as his kisses go slow and sweet.

    A moment later, you hear snoring.

    You sit up, looking down in shock as Nerubi sleeps away his cheek nuzzled to your belly. You sigh and flop back onto the bed.

    “Oh well,” you huff.

    You wake up the next morning, hearing the shower going. You change, putting on a clean shirt and some comfy pants. You walk out of the room, hearing talking. You smell coffee, and that’s all you need.

    “Oh, good morning,” Sam greets you. “Did you and Nerubi sleep well?”

    “We slept fine,” you yawn. “Thank you. That bed was super comfortable.”

    Chloe pours a mug of coffee. “I’ll let you get some coffee in you before we play introductions,” she giggles. “How do you take it?”

    “Black is fine,” you sigh with relief as the warm porcelain of the mug touches to your fingers.

    Chloe looks cute, she’s pear shaped and has fluffy, pastel pink hair. Her face is covered with freckles as well. She’s wearing yellow pajamas that sort of match the ones Sam has on.

    “I’ll start cooking here in a second,” Chloe offers.

    “You don’t have to do that?” You say out of reflex.

    Chloe smirks “Then, however, will we eat?” She turns kissing Sam before she opens up the fridge and she starts taking out ingredients.

    “How was the trip?” Sam asks.

    “It was fine, it was nice to actually get out and be alone for once,” you sigh.

    “Ugh,” Chloe grunts. “I remember those days. So busy with sizings and meetings and interviews and for all this stuff that feels like nonsense.”

    “It’s crazy. As soon as I agreed to the proposal it was like I was signed up for some sort of business obligation,” you sit down at the kitchen bar.

    “Not too far from the truth honestly,” Chloe says as she starts cracking eggs. “Sam and I got engaged over three years ago, and we’re still going through the rigomoral and bullshit. Do you know how long I’ve fought to keep pink hair?” She points to her scalp.

    Sam smiles at her. “We’ve been going back and forth for so long we’re starting to feel like a came ping pong,” he says. “But my mother just insists that everything must be perfect.”

    “Perfect is so hard,” Chloe feigns sympathy.

    “So, here we are,” Sam replies. “Running away from our problems instead of facing them like the adults we’re supposed to be.”

    You giggle, and Sam fills up your coffee mug.

    Nerubi walks out, freshly washed and smelling like new, unfamiliar soap. “I sure hope everyone is getting along,” he says.

    You meet his kiss. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” You throw at him.

    His ears go flat against his head, and he looks guilty. “Unfortunately I did,” he says.

    “Oh?” Chloe seems to have sharp ears. “Did something happen last night in the wee hours?” She asks with a smirk.

    “Nothing,” Nerubi huffs. “That’s is what is unfortunate.”

    Chloe and Sam exchange smirks with one another and keep their mouths shut, thank goodness.

    “Well, enjoy yourselves whenever you want. Chloe and I are going to meet with her godmother today and go over plans. So the cabin will be yours pretty much until dinner,” he says with a deliberate wink to Nerubi.

    “There’s plenty of food in the fridge, so you don’t even have to go anywhere,” Chloe throws out another wink.

    You blush and glance to Nerubi who has a dreamy look in his eyes. You’re excited to spend some real alone time with him. You know he must be horribly embarrassed after falling asleep on you last night. At least he didn’t fall asleep during everything, you can at least give him that.

After breakfast, Chloe and Sam clean up and leave to meet with her godmother. You and Nerubi are finally, truly alone.

“I am sorry about last night,” Nerubi says with a gentle voice. “I’m nortified with myself. I can’t imagine how you must feel.”

“You were exhausted, so was I,” you giggle. “It’s ok, really.”

Nerubi nuzzles to your cheek. “I’m wide awake now,” he teases. “I’ll do anything at all to make it up to you. That means anything at all.” He then purrs. “Anything.”

“You get paid a buck to say anything?” You smirk and give him a kiss. “All I want is you. Nothing fancy. Nothing silly. Just some good old fashioned, slow and sweet love making.”

“I can do one or two fancy things,” Nerubi grins as he pushes you down onto the bed.

You wrap your legs around his waist as the kisses become more intense and hot. He bites your lip and tugs gently, grazing his teeth down your neck as he pushes away your clothes. His warm hands drag down your body, squeezing and tickling where it felt best.

“Mm,” he growls. “Did you ass get bigger?”

You pop his cheek. “What’s that?” You huff.

“It feels so good,” he growls. “I love it.” He kisses you. 

You huff and reach down, rubbing your palm against the bulge forming in his pants. “Apparently,” you moan. “You got big pretty quick this time.”

Nerubi chuckles into your ear. “I’ve been thinking about this for so long. It’s been weeks. How can I not think about my juicy peach?” He rubs his bulge against you. “Especially when you feel so much juicer lately?”

You snort and start laughing. “Oh my god! You told you it’s ok to talk like that?”

“Oh come on,” he grins. “You don’t like that?”

You unzip his pants and feel his cock rub to your thigh. “I like this,” you purr.

Nerubi bites his lip, shuddering as you touch him. “I like it too,” he moans. He leans in, kissing you and his cock slips along your slit. You feel his heat directly. His tip dips in, hitting your clit as he ruts his hips. You gasp softly, parting your lips as your need begins to grow.

You slip your hand between you, grabbing him and angling him so with the next thrust of his lips, he’s inside you. Nerubi groans into your ear. He grits his teeth, and he gets still all of a sudden. 

You run your hands down his back, feeling his soft fur. He starts to move again slowly, grunting and moaning as he does. He seems to catch a second wind, and he starts to thrust with confidence. It really has been a while. You thought you had gotten used to how thick he was, but now, it feels like the first time. He stretches you and pulls you tight, making you quiver with each deep thrust.

You gasp and shudder, clinging to his back as he starts to move a little faster, a little harder. He pushes deep, grinding himself inside you instead of pulling out. You whimper, biting your lip as he starts to drive you crazy.

Nerubi chuckles in your ear. “Does it feel great or what?”

You whimper softly. “We’re just excited.”

“Mm,” Nerubi moans, driving a little deeper. “You won’t let go,” he moans. “It feels so good.”

You shiver at the sound of his voice. “Nerubi,” you mewl.

He pulls out slightly then presses back inside. He twitches inside, and he moans darkly into your ear. You can tell his close, but then again, you’re on the edge yourself. Nerubi snarls then, breathing into your ear. He rises up, angling himself, so he pushes down into you. You look up at him, seeing the driven, dark look of his eyes.

You start to crumble, falling deep and deeper as Nerubi drives himself forward. He lets out a cry, and then you moan loudly. His hips shudder, and jerk and you feel that familiar rush of him release deep inside you.

You whimper softly, shivering as Nerubi starts to sink into the bed.

You lay side by side, your legs still tangled together. You’re both breathing hard, and the whole room is hot and stuffy. Nerubi sits up with a grunt and chuckles.

“Fuck,” he smiles. “That nearly killed me.”

You giggle. “Oh please.”

“I mean it. I’m not used to you anymore.” He moves so your head rests on his chest, and he can wrap his arms around you.

You snuggle close to him, the hammer of his heart vibrates against your cheek. “It was good,” you purr. “It always is but...that was something,” you giggle.

Nerubi kisses the top of your head. “Give me a minute, and I can go again.”

“Take all the time you need. I may need longer to recover,” you smile up at him. “You can just rub against my ass if you’re the needy.”

Nerubi snorts. “Maybe I will,” he says. He then sits up. “I’ll go get you some water. I’m a little hungry.”

You perk up. “Me too!”

He chuckles and kisses you. “Ok, I’ll make us something to eat. You just stay comfy.” 

As nerubi leaves, you plug in your cell phone to charge. It had gone dead on the trip. Messages start popping up one after the other. Most of them are from Nerubi’s mother. She’s sent pictures of dresses and wedding gowns. Ideas for the flower girl and the ringer bearer.

“I know Nerubi told me not to bother you on your little get away but I saw these and thought you might enjoy them.”

It was strange. She had never texted you like this before. And how did she know about the get away?

When Nerubi comes back he sees the phone in your hand, and he glances back to you, seeing your dour expression. “Everything ok?” He asks.

“Your mom thinks we’re on a get away,” you say with a frown.

Nerubi’s ears flinch then go flat again. “Yeah well, I didn’t want her to worry.” He hands you the sandwich he made you.

“She’s sending me wedding dress pictures,” you murmur. “She obviously knows something is up.” You glare at him. “Nerubi, tell me what the heck is going on.”

Nerubi frowns. “I got mad at her.” He confesses with a low voice. He sits down beside you and takes a hold of your hand. “I told her I was taking you away for awhile and she got sort of snippy with me, so I snipped back.” He grumbles. “So, I may have told her we were going to get married while we were away.”

You pop his arm. “How could you! No wonder she blew up my phone,” you scoff.

“Well hey, she’s send you wedding dresses and stuff. She must know you’re smarter than me,” He touches your cheek. “We won’t get married now,” he huffs. “As much as I really want to.”

You kiss him. “It’s important to your mom,” you say. “And, well, even if I am frustrated with her, it’s important to me too.”

Nerubi then smirks. “Well hey, the two of you have finally come to agree on something.” He kisses you. “What about that?”

You smile up at him. “Yeah. I suppose.” You turn to your phone, sending his mother a quick reassuring text before you set it aside and take a bite of the sandwich.

The phone chimes and Nerubi’s ears perk up. “What does she say?” He asks, reaching for the phone.

You stop his hand and tuck your phone under your butt. “Not now. I’ll look at it later.”

Nerubi pouts but continues eating his food.