Happy Despair and Loneliness Day!

Chloe laughed. Cheeto was having a lot of trouble expressing herself. As far as she was concerned, this only made the goblin cuter. Chloe climbed onto the bed, gently pushing Cheeto onto her back so that the goblin would be lying under her. She slid back so that they could see eye-to-eye instead of face-to-chest.

“This is probably a silly question, judging by how you pushed your face in my boobs, but… do you want to make out?” One of Chloe’s hands was already sliding up Cheeto’s shirt, but not yet straying past her waistline. Their faces hovered mere inches away from each other, with the demon’s lips already parted in anticipation. She would close the gap as soon as Cheeto gave the word.

They kissed. It started out with just lip-to-lip contact, but then they had an open-mouth kiss, and their tongues got involved. She could still taste the chocolate ice cream from earlier.

It was around this time that Chloe realized she had no idea what she was doing. She panicked a little. Tongue-to-tongue contact was weird. What was she supposed to do with her tongue? Just sort of… wag it around in Cheeto’s mouth? And what was she doing with the hand under Cheeto’s shirt, anway?

She might as well at least try to do something with it. The hand slid a little bit further up Cheeto’s shirt, reaching the goblin’s chest. Chloe withdrew from the kiss. “I’m a total virgin,” Chloe said, breathless. “Is what I’m doing… is it okay?”

Huh. She was expecting to find a bra up there, but her fingers were definitely sliding across bare skin. She was feeling up one of Cheeto's boobs. Was this actually happening?

Chloe was almost starting to feel the way she did when she fed on people. It was nice, certainly, but... not even half as strong. In the back of her mind, she started to worry that her power had ruined sex for her before she’d ever even had it.

She didn’t want to spend too much time worrying. She came back into the kiss, giddy with arousal. Cheeto’s hands left trails of goosebumps along Chloe’s skin as they slid along her sides, making her shiver.

Breaking the kiss, Chloe began to sit up on her knees, straddling Cheeto’s legs. Her hand slid out from under Cheeto’s shirt so she could unbutton it, unwrapping her friend like a present. She spent a few moments enjoying the view before descending upon her again, fondling and suckling at her exposed chest.

Chloe stopped what she was doing and pulled back, looking at Cheeto. She hesitated. “S-sure. It’s just, uh…” She sighed. It wasn’t something she wanted to do, but it was a reasonable request.

“I don’t know where I was going with that sentence.” She managed a smile, and slid off the goblin and her bed. “I guess I’m just used to trying to hide it, is all.” Standing up, she unfastened her skirt, letting it fall around her feet, held up only by her tail. Now her panties were exposed to Cheeto’s gaze: also black, with white polka dots and a little bow on the front. It didn’t look like there was anything bulging behind them.

“You can’t even tell it’s there now, can you?” With a nervous laugh, she hooked her thumbs around her underwear and pushed.

There wasn’t a lot of hair down there, and her member only sprung part-way to attention. Tape was holding it back; white medical tape holding empty skin taut against her shaft, her testes nowhere to be found. When she removed the tape, they descended into place. All in all it was on the small side, though it wasn't fully erect.

“The hormones didn’t, uh… leave it very useful,” Chloe said. She hoped it wasn’t too disappointing for the goblin. Her panties fell to the floor, and used her tail to fling the skirt to the side.

What happened to ‘only if she wanted her to?’ The goblin started before Chloe could object. Her member remained flaccid in Cheeto’s mouth. Chloe was still aroused – the goblin would taste the precum flowing from its tip – but Chloe knew that this wouldn’t work out the way Cheeto hoped it would.

Chloe tried to make it work. She let it happen for a solid ten seconds as she tried to get into it: a hand running through the goblin’s hair; an unconvincing moan as her tongue flicked across the tip. There was a genuine gasp as Cheeto fiddled with her tail in just the right way – that felt good! – but Cheeto wasn’t giving it as much attention as her penis. Chloe began to realize that the oral sex was preventing her from enjoying this. Her member was still flaccid. It might have even been softer than it was when Cheeto started.

And now Chloe felt bad, because Cheeto was probably starting to feel bad. Chloe really liked the little goblin, erotically and otherwise, but her penis – that stupid little thing; she didn’t even want it in the first place! – it wasn’t doing much for her. It wasn’t sending that message to Cheeto on her behalf, by responding the way a penis is supposed to respond when it’s in a beautiful young woman’s mouth. It wasn’t even helping Chloe feel good. Chloe had to say something.

“Cheeto?” how could she even say this? “I… think my penis is really bad at being a penis. It can’t even appreciate a good blowjob. So I’m sorry if you wanted to…” Chloe shrugged. She would let Cheeto fill in the blanks there.

“We could try something else, though.” If Cheeto was still in the mood, after learning how terrible Chloe was at having a penis.