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When the morning finally broke and the sun rays bounced on my face.
I feel Galatea's voice in my head, 'How did you sleep dear human?.'
The feeling is strange but soothing at the same time. I lean into into her body? Arm? Tentacle? She giggles and strokes my face.
'I hear every thought in your silly human mind.'
Fuck! I forgot she can hear me. Fuck! She heard that too, shiiiii...I have to stop thinking. She continues to laugh softly but now she is studying me with her many eyes as I struggle to keep my mind quite. Then she leans into me and I feel intense sensation, is this her form of a kiss? Or is this some other sensation? It feels like every feeling to feel, every sensation to sense. It's tranquility that one feels while sitting at a lake. It's euphoria and joy like a child meeting Santa. It's... everything. My mind is quiet and still for once in my life. Then she leans away and I'm back to normal somewhat, the feelings are still lingering in my body.
"How did you sleep Penelope?" she asks again this time with her voice, or whatever what would be considered a voice. It's calming in sound but a bit strange since she has no mouth to speak.
I look into her eye deeply and hold her close to me. I feel enwrapped with all of her, how she is able to surround me with herself and still fit in my pathetic twin bed with my scrawny self on it baffles me.
"I slept good...I think it's the best I've slept in a while. In a good long while."
'good, that is what I hoped would happen.' She is communicating inside my head again.
I blink a couple times, the way her voice wrings and wraps around my head is like a warm hug by a vine.
"Can we use our outside voices please?"
She tilts her head and then her voice wrings out in the room but is still soft and soothing as always, "Is this better."
A small smile grows on my face, "it's an improvement, but quieter would be better..." I take one of her aquamarine hand and hold it to my throat, "Feel how my throat makes the level of sound I'm making, if you be as loud that would be good."
Her finger tips graze the skin of my throat, her eye fixated on my throat and mouth.
'Keep speaking so I learn'
I continue to speak, I ramble on and on about different things. Her expression never changes. While I speak she moves her fingers around my neck, occasionally pressing down or just feeling around. All the touching makes my face grow hot and slowly talking becomes much more difficult.
"Humans are such a strange breed of being..." Her hand travels up my neck I am completely silent watching her hand move up my body,
"One part of their body is so sensitive and causes so much arousal to the touch."
Suddenly it feels so much hotter in my room. Then she grabs my ear and tugs on it. It catches me off guard and pulls me out of my flustered state
"And other parts have a completely different reaction, or even no reaction."
I can only sit there aroused and completely called out, because damn it she's right.
"I know I am Penelope." She says in that damning smooth tone. I grumble as I hide myself in her tentacles.