Something special (non canon)

(I wrote this version of the chapter first, but I wasn't happy with it. It might get a follow up, it might not, we will see...)

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Her hand was soft and felt nice to touch. She guided him up the stairs, while giving him a view of her perfectly shaped ass.

"Shit..."

He muttered when a needle of pain pierced his knee.

"Come on!" Lisa turned her head and smiled at him lustfully. It was obvious she wanted to get into his bedroom as soon as possible.

Andreas gritted his teeth, and overcame the pain. Just a few more steps, he thought, and we are there. And then we can...

"Onto your bedroom, woo!"

Lisa laughed.

A dozen seconds later they were inside, and Andreas closed the doors.

She instantly went for his bed, removing her sporty attire, and sitting there in just her lingerie. The red bra and lace panties certainly made Andreas double think of what he was about to do.

"Come on. Remove them with your hands. Or use something else." She teased.

But Andreas was having none of it. He grabbed a nearby chair, and put it in the way were back part of it concealed his rising boner.

Andreas looked away, so he didn't have to stare at her body. He focused on the small lamp next to his bed. It was on, but barely gave out any light. He thought that he needs to switch a lightbulb inside of it

"We need to talk."

She raised herself on her elbows.

"Talk?"

"Yes. And by that I mean that I will talk and you should listen what I have to say. You've ignored my attempts throughout the whole evening, but now I need you to be attentive and focused. Can you do that for me?" He asked.

"But..." She raised her finger and pointed at the place between her legs.

"Can you listen to me?" He repeated, this time with a stern voice.

She nodded.

"Good. First of all, let's get some thing clear. I will not fuck you tonight."

"What?" She asked surprised. "Are you feeling unwell? Usually you are so horny for me after being so long apart..."

"I know." He admitted. "That is one of the things I was thinking about. Whenever we are apart for some time, first thing we do when we see each other again is sex."

"Yeah? What's wrong with it?" Lisa looked confused.

"I used to think that nothing was wrong with it. But now I see that we conditioned ourselves to be just with each other in this twisted parody of a relationship. Tell me, how many partners did you have when you were now in Spain?"

She looked away.

"None..."

"Exactly. And whenever you are gone, I'm waking up with a boner thinking how good would it feel to ram it into you."

She smiled at his choice of words.

"I mean... You can now. Not like anyone is stopping you."

He shook his head.

"No. It stops. I can't..." He took a deep breath. "I can't move on from the past as long as we are doing this. As long as there is a chance at us ever going back together into something that resembled my old life. It's not coming back, and... And I can't let it continue to happen. I can't let this one dream, the one about you, go on. I'm sorry, Lisa. You are a great friend and I can't thank you enough for the things you've done for me, but this, this one thing, has to stop if we ever want to move on."

They looked each other in the eyes. Studied each other. Looked for any kind of follow up or answer.

"You are... It's her, isn't it?"

She sat up straight.

"That snake, that ungrateful bitch. I brought her into your life, I gave her the house to live in, and that's what I get..."

"No." Andreas raised his hand. "I thought about it before she even arrived. She only reinforced this feeling and made me feel... She made me feel ready to finally move on. And I am ready."

She closed her eyes.

Despite it being already a late evening for some time, it got a little darker inside.

"We can stay friends, and you'll always have a special place for me, but we can't do this anymore. Kannst du mich verstehen?"

He asked that last one in his native language, but before he could correct himself...

"Yes. I suppose I do."

Andreas looked down, to the floor. The long moment of silence followed. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it, looking more upset than sad.

He got up, and moved to his desk.

"You know, there are some advantages at living in here."

"Like what? I thought you said you don't like this country."

"Yeah, I don't..." He reached into his drawer, looking for something. "But at least it's quite easy to acquire this."

He pulled out an L shaped, plastic looking item.

A stun gun.

"I assume you know what is this, otherworlder?"

He asked calmly, while aiming at her.

She put the pillow aside, spread her legs and sent him a menacing smile.

"How?"

"A lot of things." He responded and moved towards the doors, opening them slightly. "The real Lisa asks something like 'hey, wanna fuck?'. I thought you were just incredibly horny, but it got a little on my nerves during dinner. Speaking of, she never speaks about it during food, I suppose she finds it distasteful, or something."

"Okay, go on." She said and freed up her hair which were getting longer, and turning red.

"Lisa is big on foreplay and undressing is a huge part of it for her. If it was the real her, we'd be losing clothes one by one, in like a ceremonial way."

"Maybe she didn't want to wait this time?"

A single, four inch long claw grew out of her pointing finger and then cut the strappings of her bra and removed the panties. Andreas was staring at the bare beauty that almost looked like Lisa, but was changing already. Her skin was getting pale, and ears long and pointy.

"That's what I thought. That's why I gave you the speech thinking you are her. But I had my suspicions."

"And how did you confirm them?"

A weird, dark dress began to appear on her body.

"It was a long shot, but I asked you something in a language that Lisa doesn't know a first thing about. She is very stubborn and only speaks English."

He explained.

"So my magic betrayed me."

"Magic, universal translator, whatever it is that allows you, otherworlders, speak and understand almost all of us. I never asked Sally about it, but I assumed it works like that."

She nodded and got up from the bed.

"So what are you going to do now?"

"Sally! Illy!" He shouted through the open doors.

"Sally left the house like half hour ago. Illy followed not long after."

She took a step forward.

"We are alone."

She said.

"The only question left is me finding out who you are." Andreas said calmly, still aiming at her.

"I guess it's about time you find out."

And then, without a single muscle twitch that would betray her intentions, pounced towards him.

Andreas instinctively fired off his stun gun.

It wasn't enough.

Not for the being like her.