Compromise

"Before I answer that, we should probably take care of this first." she gestured towards the **** bodies of the burglars.

“So what should we do?” I asked, slowly releasing her arms, while still remaining tense in case of another strike.

Keisha shrugged, as she held onto and rubbed her wrists up and down. “We close shop today, I call the cops, and we wait for them to clean up this mess. In the meantime, you call the boss, tell him what happened.”

I nodded, my fingers dialing the familiar number of my manager, it was a weird feeling taking orders from that weird little monster, it's even weirder that it knows all this information. His gruff voice answered, and upon hearing the situation, told me to go home. “Keisha” insisted on accompanying me, her eyes now with a slight smirk.

My studio apartment was small, cozy, the perfect sanctuary away from the chaos. Keisha moved around, eyeing the space curiously. Suddenly, her voice dropped the colorful, ranged tone that I associated with Keisha, her dialect changing into that of an old man's. “Alright, introductions. I'm Ahe.”

“And you're here because?” I prodded, trying to make sense of the madness.

“Well, dear Kelvin” she started, sounding amused. “I just fucked the wrong guy in the Federation president's daughter's body.” Ahe chuckled darkly, the sound rumbling deep from Keisha's throat.

"A step back..." I said as I step towards my gaming chair and sit down, "What federation?"

"It's odd that you guys have super powered human beings but lack knowledge of Aliens," Keisha said with a chuckle, "All... well, most, I guess, intelligent beings follow a set a laws set by the United Creatures Federation."

I blinked, stunned. "And you fucked guys in the Federation president's daughter's body?"

"And girls, I'm not picky," Keisha said with a kinky grin. "It's fun to fuck everyone."

“And you want to hide here?” I looked around my tiny room, barely fitting one person, definitely not enough for two.

“Well, it seems I don't have much of a choice, do I? I'm pretty sure you took a couple of my powers.” Ahe shrugged, leaning back on the couch. "Strength, speed, and god knows if you took anything else."

“Think of it as a symbiotic relationship. I won't go around possessing other people to mess with your life, and I can give you the pleasure of anyone's body you want to fuck.” Ahe said, as Keisha's body sat back up with a wink.

It was a bizarre deal, but I had to admit, the prospect was tempting. Being able to get laid with anyone sounded too good. Finally, I nodded, my palms opened, reaching out. “Fine. Deal.”

The grin on Ahe's face was almost predatory as she grasped my hand and gave it a solid shake. For a moment, I wondered if I'd just made a deal with the devil. But then, Ahe laughed using Keisha's voice, a loud, liberated sound that echoed through my small living room. “This should be fun,” she said, a wicked gleam in her obsidian eyes.

“Well, since we're already here,” Ahe said, stretching languidly on my couch, “Might as well fuck.”

I stared at him, or rather her, unsure. Keisha was my coworker, even if she wasn't the one in control. “I...I don't know about that...”

“Oh come on, honey,” Ahe switched back to Keisha's accent, her tone sultry. “You telling me you don't want a piece of this?”

My cock twitched in my pants, betraying my thoughts. Ahe grinned, running a hand up Keisha's thigh, her touch light and teasing. “Come on,” she said, her voice a low, seductive purr. “You know you want to.”

Finally, I relented, reaching out to tug her against me. Our lips met in a searing kiss, my hands exploring her body with a newfound curiosity. I could feel her responding to my touch, a soft moan slipping from her lips as my hands slid under her shirt.

“I see you're more interested than you let on,” Ahe murmured, tracing her finger over the outline of my arousal, her touch feather-light but leaving a trail of fire. Keisha's soft, feminine voice was a jarring contrast to the crude, unabashed suggestion. The mix was intoxicating.

“Shut up,” I managed to grit out, but the words lacked bite.

A lascivious grin split Keisha's face, her dark eyes glittering wickedly. “Why don't we get more comfortable?” Ahe suggested, not waiting for my answer before pulling me up and leading me to the bedroom.

She pushed me onto the bed and in an instant, straddled my hips. Her hands worked on my belt, undoing it with a swift motion. I watched, helpless, as she pulled my pants and boxers down, my hardened cock springing free. Her gaze was appreciative, a low hum of satisfaction resonating from her throat.

“Now, let's see what we're working with,” Ahe murmured, her hands stroking my cock, the sensation making me gasp. I was entranced, watching as she slowly, deliberately, lowered herself onto me.

I could feel her warm, wet folds enveloping me, my cock disappearing inside her. She started moving, her hips rolling in a rhythm that had me seeing stars. I was fully sheathed within her, my dick nestled deep within her heat, feeling the contractions of her inner walls.

It felt like I was drowning, losing myself in the sensation, in the pleasure. It was a relentless ****, my mind spinning with each movement, each stroke. My hands found their way to her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh as I matched her pace, thrusting up into her.

She rode me hard, her movements becoming more frantic, more ****. The slap of our bodies echoed in the room, the scent of sex filling the air. I could feel my climax building, an unstoppable wave of pleasure that threatened to consume me.

And then, with one final, powerful pump, I was coming, my orgasm tearing through me like a hurricane. My vision blurred, my senses overwhelmed with pleasure. It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced.

When I finally came back to my senses, Keisha was watching me, a satisfied smirk on her face. “I hope you enjoyed yourself,” she said, dropping her accent. “I know I did.”