Jurassic Feelings. Part IV.

Message from the author:

Well, maybe you can see that it moved me quite heavily to write this chapter. Quite an overwhelming bag of feelings. Remembering Sam Neill, getting my head in the situation of this lovely family and, especially with Rose, seeing Jurassic Park for the first time with the eyes I have had for so long in my life. So yeah, not embarrassed (just a bit) to have gotten wet eyes on multiple occasions. In fact, this part of the chapter was when I realized I did the right thing (just for me tbh) in publishing and including it in the main branch. It's important for me. Remembering.

And hoping as well. I mean, I'm sure we all love Rose for the person I imagine her to be. For you and for me as well. But come on. Even I got the chuckles imagining a girlfriend to be this involved in something I (as an author) and Finn (as the embodiment of you) enjoy so much. In this regard, Jurassic Park is simply the best way of delivering the feeling (and yes, we men have those thingies too!) of being seen and valued as a human being. This chapter is my try to show the ideal outcome as when someone who loves you tries their best to make it work only for you but in a way that does not involve the bargaining of doing something in return. Not being the provider, not needing to think about the near and far future, not being protective, but only living in the moment. Living with someone who loves you for who you are and not what you provide.

In this regard, this chapter fits perfectly into my idea (cultivated by you, my audience) of writing about a nice guy, living in a harem, the pure male fantasy... and still making it all about the girls. And with this, I must say, I think I delivered my ideas quite effectively, judging by all the pressure behind my (totally dry and ot teary!) eyes.
And hey, if not, that's cool with me. This is a porn site att heart and because of that, at the end of this chapter, I deliver a quite sexy fuck session with Jasmine for you... and me as well...

Thank you for reading.

And now, please enjoy...

Chapter 87. Part IV.

“John Williams,” he whispers, and I can see the reflection of the green meadow in his teary eyes. The music is truly beautiful, and if Jasmine’s information is correct, this John Williams is a genius when it comes to film scores.

And fuck, Jasmine was right. Holy shit, this music...

We watch as the figures in the jeeps lose their composure in a way that burns itself into my brain. The music shifts from slightly ominous to something warm. Something grand. Something…

The woman says something about plants, and then...

And then I get it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8WaFvwtphY- - - - - -

“Oh my god,” he whispers.

Jasmine smiles triumphantly.

“He said a bad word,” Tammy mumbles.

And I? Me?

“30 feet,” he says, smiling, sniffing back his tears with the backside of his ahnds, just to look at the screen again like a loved one was on there. And I feel it.

I sit there, watching him, knowing we’ll watch this movie again and again. Because I love this movie. The music. The theme.

Because I love him.

And we’ll watch it again and again so that I can be close to him again and again.

We’ll watch this movie on our honeymoon, I decide, as I fall in love with Finn all over again.

And he just sits there, looking… like he’s finally...

Arrived.

He’s here. In the moment. And he is happy.

We’re all happy. Rose, Tammy, Mommy, Finn of course. And me.

We will watch this on their honeymoon. I see. I see it in Rose's Eyes. She's falling in love with this moment and I know it's the moment Finn will remember as the moment it was decided that he will marry my sister.

It's just perfect. I'm his wifey. He decides who he wants to marry. Wifey, wife or whatever we call each other, it’s just a title. I love this man and he loves me. No ceremony necessary. Our love is pure and I love Rose too. She deserves this moment.

The moment Finn will remember. As soon as he gets out of the trance of this brachiosaurus.

Because then it doesn't stop. This perfect moment in sadness and joy, love and clear honesty, stays on.

“They have a T-Rex,” I whisper silently, not letting anyone know. It's his moment. Theirs, judging by the looks his sister throws at him. Their eyes are teary together. And I'm happy too, almost to the point of crying.

“Say again,” he babbles in unison with his most influential actor.

“Ooh, that’s so beautiful,” Tammy whines while the music reaches its crescendo, clapping her hands and trying to mimic the feelings she senses around her while everyone watches the herds of dinosaurs in the lakes far away.

“They’re moving in herds,” Finn sniffs and brushes his arm over his face. Then he clears his throat. Twice. And then a third time. “I’m sorry, guys.” He sounds awkward. “They don’t do it like in the old days.” He looks around the room, moving from one face to another. And I can read it. Completely.

I'm here, I realize. With him. At his side.

I’m his wife.

I'm arrived where I want to be.

So I stay quiet. No ned for words while the gang on TV sees how dinosaurs are made. And we're all quiet. Finn waits for one of us to speak. To calm or assure. But we just smile. All of us. In our own ways. But together anyway. It's perfect.

“Yeah…” he shrugs in this cute way, trying to say everything is okay. I understand him. All these years it was a miracle if he was able to assert himself with us at all. Now we are all open. Each of us. Open to him and his world. Tammy is madly in love with him. Everyone sees the helpless, love-struck way she adores him. Rose just melts at his side and Mom, on my lap, breathes silently and calmly while I pet her. It’s sexy and forbidden, but nobody thinks of sex. Instead, we’re thinking of him. “Yes,” he says and seems to understand as well. And he looks at me. Smiling. Then back to the TV again. "Oh yeah. This scene is so cool. I like Dr. Wu as the evil scientist. At least for most of the movies. But we don't speak of the last ones."

“What?” Asks Rose, but he shrugs and stretches out his arm while snapping to the TV. He and me look at each other.

“Life…eh…” he begins.

“Life finds a way,” we both say in chorus. Then we laugh, and even Rose, 'uneducated little sister' as she tells us, knows this scene.

“Come to daddy, princess,” he then orders and I know what he wants to do while our little girl climbs on his lap and snuggles up to him while Rose is holding her. My husband always thinks of the future. And my job is to think of the here and now.

“Daddyyyyyy…” I squeal and press my head in his chest.

“Oh fuck. That poor cow,” Rose moans as the bone-chilling cries of the poor cow reach my ears. Daddy’s caring hands shield me from the horror and his fingers brush over my swollen love button down there, making my head swim and my world fly while my family watches this horror movie. “Oh holy shit.”

“Almost done, princess.” Daddy is with me. I can hear his lips in my ear as his body shields me from the world. I'm scared. A feeling I know from earlier in life. When I was a bad girl and got scared in trusting my family. I ran away from all my fears, mostly by hurting others.

Now I stay where I am, rested on top of Daddy, his strong fingers in me and caressing this spot deep in my cunnie that makes my whole body tingle. Now I'm scared, but even if so, I'm safe where I am. I can only see the dark in front of my eyes but his deep voice helps me through the poor cowies death. I know she's dead. Daddy told me.

“So the dinosaurs can live,” he explained to me. "They can't help themselves, you know? They have to eat. Giving them no cows but just meat would make them sad and miserable, you know? They need to live this way." And I understood.

“Because it’s better this way, right, Daddy?” I asked, my hands grabbing his shirt for support. Now the scene is over and I can look again while the grown-ups talk in this boring dark room. Daddy said it was one of the most important scenes in the movie, but I didn’t understand. Instead, I understand what it means for the mean dinosaurs with the scary yellow eyes.

“They’re me, right, Daddy?”

"Hm?" Too late, I see that the movie is ahead already but my little brain is just too slow sometimes. But Daddy listens like the strong man he is.

“They’re me, right?” I ask again. "The mean dinosaurs. They... Hm... They need to do such things because they need to, right? They're... They're not evil, right?" The way Daddy smiles at me, like I'm his most special little princess, that was really good. He smiles at me.

“You’re right, little one.” He kisses me. On my lips and while he kisses me, I get one of those little cummies I get sometimes when I’m just near him. It feels good, like, really good. But I can still think about why my cunnie clamps around his fingers and I moan into his mouth. “My cute little Rapor,” he smiles and Auntie Rose rolls her eyes.

“There is nothing cute in these things,” she snarls and I stick out my tongue at her. We laugh at each other. "Tammy is more like one of those big ones. Fat and heavy."

“You're so mean!” I scream and while the people on TV talk boring stuff, I throw a pillow at my loving aunt. But under this, I'm the little sister I was a while ago. And I understand that he is right.

“What is it, muffin?” he asks as I smell his chest.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I say. “And… Thank you for letting me… like… be like the mean dinosaurs.”

“I’m here for you,” he tells me. “From now on, you can be as you are meant to be.”

And I will.

His cute little daughter. Never growing up. Forever his little girl.

I've arrived.

Message from the author:

Okay folks. I know it was a rough time in terms of updating this story. I was quite in depth in the first author's note, finding a way of delivering touching scenes and dealing with using corrupting models and so on, allt he while writing so close to my heart it feels... weird to read it over but, at the same time, quite honoring.

My writing schedule is about three to six hours a week right now, waaay more I managed in the last weeks and I can feel it.

I'm about to finish the second and third Special Chapters in the next few days. One need just translating, one needs a sex scene and the third is roughly mapped out.

The official Chapter with Rania is in the making as well and, as this one, will be quite big. All in all I will have quite a nice ttime of getting material.

I plan to publish my stories on Patreon again (without pictures), but probably (85%) I will migrate to Subscribestar. There, they seem more open about pornography/smut/romantic novels. My hope is to give peoople more means to donate their money to me for my work.

My goal is to publish more regularly. A consistent flow of chapters is important and that is my biggest, massiv fuck up I imagine. No wunder people are reluctant to donate if I can't pump out in decent quatities.

My schedule here is two chapters a week on Friday and Saturday because it seems (figures) people have more time on weekends. ;)

Oh and sorry for including the YouTube clip, but for me, it was important to show it, not just with words. Quite sure here that all of us know this scene, seen it at least once in their live. Interesting tidbit. In Ted II (from the makers of Family guy), there is quite a relatable scene in the movie. ;)