(rule63)Albedo/Skurd -explicit- Ben 10 Omniverse Fic

Albedo had fled the scene of crime. Fled through an underground tunnel, through the sewers to a small basement in an abandoned building.
This had been such an embarrassment. At least the Ultimatrix was where it should be.
Which was the only thing right.
Everything else was so wrong.

Starting with the leech, no, not leech, ‘Slimebiote’,  stuck on the Ultimate Omnimatrix that won’t come off no matter what.
Or what it did to Albedo’s body. Sure he at least was in an adolescent body, or the body of a young adult he couldn’t tell.
It seemed further developed than the one originally possessed before being transformed into 11-year-old Ben.
It also was the different sex from the original. Not that much else had changed.
But Albedo had to wonder about those bags of meat on his new body. They could have been a little smaller.

The beaten mattress on the floor, covered by rags and old pillows welcomed the exhausted traveler who fell on it.

Albedo buried the heavy head in the soft pillows, being tired of wading through the sewers, of being beaten, of being ridiculed and just generally being chewed on by the entire galaxy.
Just sweet sleep should be rewarded to the loser.

But there was no way of thinking about it when an annoying parasyte sitting on the Ultimatrix decided to start talking.
“I can understand quite well how such an unfortunate turn of events might tire you out, my dear friend.”
Did that thing have a turn-off button? Was it suffice to squeeze it until it broke?
“However I see that your new predicament is actually anything but unfortunate. As you yourself have been witness to the way I helped Benjamin Tennyson truly making good use of the Omnitrix.”
Albedo looked at it, “Why should I listen to a Slimebiote?”. The metamorphosed Galvan seemed surprised at the new, foreign voice. Skurd took the surprise and continued talking.

“Please, when we are going to work together so closely in the next few years call me Skurd. After all, we will be partners from now on. I can help you achieve great power. But-”
yes there was always a ‘but’
“Your Omnitrix-”

“Ultimate Omnimatrix” Albedo corrected him,
“Yes right, Ultimate Omnimatrix,” Skurd mocked, a sarcastic tone on ultimate “is lacking a few- DNA samples….”

Albedo gripped the sheet, “My Ultimatrix is perfect.”

“Nothing is perfect! But I can help you achieve perfection! If you help me.”
There was a minute of silence, it wasn’t as if Albedo could get it off anyways. “What do you want?”

“DNA! I want you to collect DNA for me,” he caressed the Ultimatrix lovingly, “for us, for your creation. Why do you think I’ve changed you this much? During my time on the Omnitrix, with Benjamin I’ve collected quite some DNA-data and I have to say yours is… lacking. But you can change that. Fieldwork. You were afterall a great scientist once. Nothing you’ve never done before, right?”

Albedo glared at the Slimebiote.
“Are you telling me to go out and collect DNA-samples? Just traversing the universe you and me trying to find more DNA just so you can get your fix?”

“It will be rewarding my dear friend. With all that DNA we both, together, can beat Tennyson at his own game.”

“And you make me a Galvan...”

Skurd was taken aback, but quickly caught himself “Of course! In due time!”

“But why the sex-change? Surely- no- when you say manually and DNA and- you cannot be that perverted. You are- you’re some sort of deviant. Disgusting! You disgust me!” Albedo raised her newer, feminine voice against the bogger.

“My friend I just assumed that it would be more pleasant for you. Surely-”

“I WAS A GALVAN! Our species is asexual! I- I NEVER- not even as a human, not once, it disgust me to even think about- about this! To degrade myself for a lowly life-form as you!”

“Never? Not once?” Skurd giggled. No, Albedo had said too much.
“never experienced pleasure? But pleasure comes in so many forms. Not even once have you tocuhed your own new body? Not even in the name of science? To experience and explore the new and the unknown? Maybe I should help you, after all I am sure we both can learn from this.”

The slimebiote began to stretch from the Ultimatrix, over her arm down Albedo’s t-shirt who tried her best to keep the parasite from slipping underneath her clothes but was futile.
A gooey tentacle wriggled over her bosom, the cold air in the basement had already left her nipples erect and sensitive.
It was so strange, alien to have this done to her. The tentacle circled a nipple, tipping it, twisting it a little, while Albedo gripped the sheets  and bit her lower lip, subconsciously rocking her hips.
“Interesting...” Skrud playfully twisted the other a little, while tweaking its twin causing Albedo to gasp.
“Please my friend, if I cause you any sort of distress ” there was a humorous undertone as he tried to sound as innocent as he could in this situation “just tell me.”

Just as Albedo wanted to say something, Skurd managed to suck at her left breast, still twisting and pulling at the other one, making any attempted word come out as a mewl.

It felt so good, so nice. But yet it was so wrong. Deep down Albedo was still all Galvan. This, this was wrong. To move like this, the way her legs opened and closed and her hands gripped the sheets and the rhythm of her human heart picked up the pace.
Those sounds coming out of Albedo’s mouth were so wrong, so wanton and shameless.

The tentacles were nice, gooey, a little, but not wet or as disgusting at that parasyte looked.
Albedo wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or  a bad thing.

Skurd took the opportunity to break his partners train of thought by slowly sneaking a tentacle down her stomach, further down through a patch of white pubic hair, to a little hill and from their through already wet folds and into a warm and cozy bed of voluptuous flesh where he bedded the tip of his sensitive probe letting it slowly expand.

“This surely must be wonderful for a scientist such as you” Skurd started to vibrate his whole body slightly, feeling Albedo’s body heating up and her heart-rate increasing, “to experience something you haven’t discovered before.”

Albedo wanted to say something but all that came out of the mouth of hers were moans and gasps.
Her body couldn’t hold up, she had to lay down, to rest her head. The basement wasn’t as cool as before, she felt hot and restricted and she realized that the whole time not once had she looked under her clothes.

Skurd vibrated some more before the dim light hit him.
The full moon peeked through a crack through the boarded basement window.

Albedo’s back hit the dirty pillows and sheets after she discarded the t-shirt and still had mind to shed her shoes and pants in her weakened state.
Something that had caused Skurd to stop vibrating.
Albedo laughed “I actually cooperate and you stop working?”
Skurd held for a moment “If this is a cooperation I shouldn’t work alone. We are partners after all. This should be beneficial for both of us.”
Albedo’s eyes glared down too tired to move her head from her nest of pillows, “So...”
“It is a little tight. Maybe some manual help would be in order...” and as to give a hint without being too blunt he moved his lone tentacle further into the delicious heat.
Albedo grinned.
If she could only keep hold on that thought. This was a discovery. Nothing bad about those. It was a scientific adventure, nothing else.
An assessment test of her body.

Deft hands made their way down. Albedo didn’t spend much time exploring the succulent folds but instead searched for something.
Something she had heard from, once. Something that was apparently very sensitive.
She trailed along the folds, over the opening, further upwards, trying to find that one sweet spot.
It seemed she reached it after traveling with her finger where the creases ended, right to that spot that made her whole body convulse.
She tried to remember the name, clitoris, that was it and silently she damned earth TV for having teached her something useful at least once.

Skurd took up vibrating again slowly moving more tentacles into the comfortable, warmth which stood in such a big contrast to the cold basement.

Albedo felt fuller than before, her body shaking with pleasure every time she stroked over the swollen flesh.
She looked downwards, through half lidded eyes.
She saw more and more tiny, green trails disappear into her body.
She felt them spread and move and turn inside her.
It should make her sick to have the parasite inside her like that. Instead she spread her legs and rocked her hips a little.
“Move it Skurd.”
“This is the first time you said my name this evening.” he was greeted by a sour expression, “Never mind that.”

His tentacles twisted and turned until they could finally move in unison.
He marveled for a short time over the wetness, before he pulled out and shoved himself back inside.
He made  a drill-like motion turning right and left before he pulled out and started to lightly vibrate again.
He was too much into trying out all sorts of new motions and patterns that he wasn’t even aware of the shouts of encouragement his partner gave him.
He sensed tenseness and felt how she squeezed him hard but he just continued, not being halfway done.

“Skurd- Skurd- stop- I can’t take anymore.” she finally broke through to him.
“But we still have so much to do!”
“Please-Please No more. I- I already came like three times. I’m sore and tired and- and-” she seemed delirious. The stress of the escape, the whole new situation.
The first time experiencing sexual pleasure, with her green gooey parasite none the less. She didn’t even have the power to form coherent sentences anymore.She didn’t even care.

Skurd pulled out. Slight snoring telling him that his partner had already gone to sleep completely disregarding how quickly it got cold again.
He formed a human arm from one of his feelers and dragged one of the cleaner rags over her body.
Skurd wondered if he should just slip inside her, but that would be bad and he just decided to nest under her bosom  for the night.
Not as warm as her insides but it would do.
The cold never bothered him anyway.