Chapter 8

“So what are you up to today?” Nayzu asks, sliding up behind Liam as he is bent over his desk.

“I’m trying to get my math homework finished,” he says, without any enthusiasm in his voice and without looking up. “I’ve got a big math test next week.”

“So... ?”

“So it means that I cannot fail it,” he mutters.

“But it’s the weekend,” Nayzu whines.

“And... ?”

“And we should be out having fun, not sitting around here doing nothing.”

Liam drops his pencil and spins around to face her. “Let’s say I could take you out in the real world, you’d have to wear clothes.”

A smile creases her face. Her eyes drop to his crotch where a bulge is already beginning to form. “Or we could just stay in,” she suggests. “I don’t see you’d have any objections to that.”

“I want to give in, but I have to study,” he complains. “It would be nice if you were able to do my test for me...”

“Ooh, I could,” she says, her smiles getting bigger.

“Oh no,” the boy quickly corrects, waving his hands in the air. “Forget I even said anything.”

“Yeah,” Nayzu says excitedly, spinning away from him. “Imagine me in a hoodie. No one will recognize me. I slip into the classroom, take the test and then I’d be out before anyone even noticed.”

“Yeah, not going to work,” he says with a slight chuckle, amused by her twirling act and enthusiasm.

“It could.”

“Not likely.”

“Oh, so you just don’t have any faith in me, is that it?” she asks, sliding back in close to him. She presses her face close to his, her hand going to slip along the bulge in his pants.

“Stop that.”

“Stop what?”

“You’re to let me study, are you?”

“Well, if that’s what you want to do so bad...” Nayzu suddenly pulls her hand away from his crotch and turns around, heading for the closet door.

“What do you have in mind?” Liam asks, sighing heavily.

She turns around, beaming a smile at him. “Well, I was thinking of going to the mall.”

“That mall?” he asks, totally caught off guard by the suggestion.

“Yea, the mall,” she repeats. “What’s wrong with that?”

“Well, other than you looking totally different than every other human in the world, you mean?” he asks, layering the sarcasm on thick. “Or how about, you’ve got no clothes to wear?”

“I’m sure we can find some clothes somewhere,” she suggests.

“Yeah, like my sister’s?” he asks, his face lighting up in surprise at his own words. “What’s next, a movie?”

“Are you asking me out on a date?” Nayzu says seductively.

“I would if I thought this scheme could work,” he counters.

“Then I’m ready to go.”

Liam’s mouth opens and then closes. He takes a moment to figure out what her game is. “All this time you haven’t once...”

“Two years, three months, seventeen days, one...”

“You’re keeping track?” he asks incredulously.

“Of course I am,” she says proudly. “But that’s just since it’s been official. If you count the days I stood in the closet watching you...”

Liam holds his hand up to stop her. “When you say it like that, it just sounds creepy.”

“So, are you taking me to a movie?” she asks, seeming oblivious to the meaning of the statement.

“I’m not going to get to study am I?”

“Not at all,” she answers with a smile.

“Would you like to go to the mall?”

“Yes, I would like that very much,” she says. “What about the movie?”

“Don’t push your luck.”

Liam spends the next few minutes sneaking around in his sister’s room, digging through her drawers. By the time he gets to her closet, Nayzu is already in there, selecting the outfit she wants to wear.

“That was quick,” he says. “I thought you girls always took forever selecting the right outfit.”

“We do,” she says, grinning playfully. “I’ve spent quite a bit of time in here.”

“Doing what?” he blurts out before he realizes it. Then he holds up his hand at her again. “Never mind, I don’t think I want to know.”

She steps out of the closet and twirls around for him. “So what do you think?”

If any of the life had left his cock when he left his room, then it has been revived. “If we could get away with it, I’d take you just like that,” he remarks. “But since I can’t...” He pulls Rebecca’s hoodie of the hook and hands it to her.

With the clothes and hoodie hiding her, Nayzu passes as a human. As long as no one gets too close to see her ears or her odd greyish skin, they should be fine. The mall in town is big. There are numerous restaurants and shops placed all around, mixed and jumbled together. Usually the mall has a specific place to sit and eat from the various restaurants, but this one has them sporadically placed between the shops. Nayzu is like a tornado, taking Liam by the hand and rushing him from one storefront to another. Luckily she doesn’t want to shop, but just browse.

She leads him deeper into the mall. There are at least three floors overall with escalators, stairs and elevators. With all the different elevations and shops and Nayzu’s unlimited energy, it makes it hard for the boy to keep oriented on just where they are at any given time. She leads him into a couple of clothing stores. Clothes fly off the racks as they pass through, but not for her, for him.

“What are you doing with those?” he asks.

“You’re going to try them on, darling.”

“I am?” She nods. “Why?”

“Because it’s fun to play dress up,” she explains.

“So, shouldn’t you be the one to dress up then, considering you never wear clothes?”

“What’s the fun in that?” Nayzu asks, upturning her bottom lip.

“Oh, alright,” he says, taking the clothes from her.

Slipping inside the changing booth, Liam changes clothes. The first shirt fits perfectly, but the next is a bit tighter than what he likes. He takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror. He has to give Nayzu credit he does look good in the clothes. Then there is a faint knock at the door.

“Hey, let me in,” she whispers.

Liam opens the door. “I’m changing.”

“Yeah, I see that,” she says, looking him up and down. “You know, the whole point of playing this game is so that I can see what you look like in them.”

“Yeah but...”

Nayzu takes a single step toward him and kisses him. The kiss is intense. Liam feels her hunger in it. She presses him back against the opposite wall. She pulls away from the kiss and starts to suck the boy’s neck. Alternating between suckling and licking and nibbling, Nayzu sends shivers of pleasure through Liam’s body.

Then she starts to lower herself down onto her knees with her hand trailing down his torso. When she is on her knees, she undoes the zipper to his pants. Rubbing the boy’s erection through his boxers, she purposefully avoids the opening of the underwear. Nayzu strokes him a few times lightly over the material. Liam is about to urge her not to tease him due to the fact they are in the changing booth, but with each stroke, she applies more and more pressure. Her touch causes him to sigh and lose his eyes for a moment. Nayzu stops stroking him. He opens his eyes to see her leaning forward to kiss the base of his shaft. Even through the fabric, her lips on his member feel amazing!

She looks up and maintains eye contact with him as she slowly kisses up his length. It is cold in the dressing booth and the feel of her warm breath, and the slight wetness left in the wake of her soft lips, makes his prick twitch with anticipation. Liam knows that at any moment one of the workers could come around to check on them. He wants to tell her to hurry up, yet the excitement of being caught arouses him even more. Nayzu breaks eye contact, turning her full attention to the outline of his erection straining to be freed from its cotton prison.

She reaches in and frees his erection before leaning forward to plant a kiss right on the tip of it. The kiss is a quick peck and nothing more—cute, yet frustrating. Nayzu looks up at him with her big, beautiful eyes and smiles mischievously. Precious seconds go by, and still, she keeps just looking at him.

“Please,” Liam begs. They are already here in this exposed position, and time is ticking away...

“Please what?” she asks, resting her hand on his prick.

“Please suck it.”

She lightly squeezes his erect manhood. “Well, since you said please...” Nayzu’s lips wrap around the head of his cock. The sensation of being in her mouth with only the very end of his prick is tormenting. She takes nearly his whole head too, but not quite all of it. Then she starts to bob back and forth, taking only the small amount of him that she can. Her saliva begins to slowly seep through the fabric. The wetter his boxers get the better he is he can feel her lips as they slide along the tip. Eventually, she is taking all of him.

Liam looks to the side to see their reflection in the mirror. Nayzu’s hair is tucked back so that he can watch a side view while she continues to bob her head. She pulls her mouth off then sits with her mouth a few inches away from him. Cold air blows down on them from the vent above and chilled Liam through the moisture that clings to his boxers and onto his prick. Mentally, the boy urges her to continue before the cold can have a disastrous effect on him. Nayzu reaches up and pulls his erection free. Seeing her holding it in her hand from a different angle looks amazing. She stares intently at it, as if she is preparing herself for something grand.

Liam involuntarily inches his hops forward so that his erection is barely an inch away from her lips. Instead of wrapping those luscious lips back around him, she flicks her tongue out. Her mouth muscle whips along his length, spending extra attention on the sensitive underside of the tip. She applies more pressure with her tongue as she presses down harder. The focused pressure causes the boy to moan. He tries to stifle it but fails.

“Hush, darling,” Nayzu whispers, scolding him. “Unless you’d like to be caught and have to explain me.” Her tone implies a hint of amusement as does her smile afterward. Then she leans forward and takes him back into her mouth. Nayzu move her mouth up and down, occasionally swirling her tongue around the tip.

Liam feels his orgasm getter close. The more his muscles tense up, the harder it is to stay standing. He huddles inward, placing his hands on her shoulders for balance. He closes his eyes for a moment in pleasure. Nayzu’s fingers tickle his belly as she reaches inside his waistband. She tugs them down, sending his pants and boxers to the floor with a sound that probably can be heard outside the booth. The boy opens his eyes when she grabs the base of his cock and holds it as she lowers her mouth. She is mere inches away. Her warms breath makes him twitch, his prick almost jumping enough to touch her lips. Then right when she is about to wrap that warm mouth around him, there is a knock on the door. Liam jumps, causing his prick to gently slide up across her lips for a moment before resting beside her mouth.

“Is everything okay in there, sir?” a girl’s voice carries over.

“Uh ... yeah...” Liam replies, feeling jittery. “I’m just, uh, trying to see which I like more.”

There is a brief pause before the girl responds. “Okay ... just let me know if you need any help.”

“That was close, darling,” Nayzu whispers. “Hmm, maybe we should invite her in.”

“What for?” Liam asks, shooting her a condemning look.

“She may find something she likes,” Nayzu replies. “She did offer her help after all.”