Halfway Love
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Darling, just start the chase, I’ll let you win…
Yesterday
I: Hey, just checking in, is everything alright?
R: Just fine Isaac, like I was the 12 times u asked before
I: Right, right, sorry, I just worry.
I: You sure you don’t want me to come back? I can probably take a few days off.
R: This whole thing is weird enough without the constant reminders, I just wnat-
Rachel stared at the words before sighing and holding down the backspace key on her phone. No, no it wouldn’t be right to send something like that, not when she knew he was just thinking of her, but still…
R: C’mon, with what you make? We’d be eating back of the fridge special the next two weeks
I: fair enough lol
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Today
I: hehe me nd u
R: ?
I: O
I: Forgot the image. Here you go
R: AWWWA series of at least four more similar images flashed across her screen in succession.
Rachel smiled and shook her head. It was clear someone was thinking small thoughts tonight. She began to reach for the phone’s keyboard to respond, and perhaps see what kind of reaction she could get out of him, but before she could put thought to word, there was the ding of a new message.
I: miss u so much
R: It hasn’t even been a day lol
And then, after a brief pause.
R: But yeah, it’s quiet here without you
Ever since Rachel had moved in with Isaac, they had done everything they could to make the transition from a Micro community more accommodating. Ladders, guardrails, brighter floors. She even had her own “apartment” based out of a cubby shelf if she wanted privacy. Still, when she was by herself, surrounded by silence that seemed to stretch out further and deeper than seemed possible, it was difficult to not be reminded the world she lived in was never designed for someone like her.
She shook her head to clear her thoughts
R: Maybe let’s do something fun together when you get back, like a movie?
I: omw
R: wait what?
I:Can’t wait Gonna give the best cuddles tinighy
I: tight
I: tonite
That was odd. Had someone gone and replaced her boyfriend overnight? It wasn’t as if he was cold, but there was usually more thought put into his decisions. It was almost as if…
R: Alright, what was the occasion?
I: Guys wanted to celebrate Mateo’s Bday
I: So i am maybe slightly drunk.
Got it in one, she thought with satisfaction. Still, an Isaac with his guard down presented loads of new opportunities, ones which were a welcome distraction from the quiet. Usually he somehow always saw her coming when she’d try to mess with him, but not this time, oh no, not this time, she thought as a grin widened across her face.
R: well just be careful ok, don’t want you walking into any poles again
I: one time…
She giggled imagining his sad puppydog eyes. But enough of that, it was time to get into position.
….
Rachel hurriedly climbed the ladder attached to a nearby shelf, leaning to catch her breath against an installed guardrail. Guardrails, she frowned, another reminder of just how distant the two of them were, sometimes it seemed this relationship would be so much easier if she didn’t need to be… protected all the time. No, there was no time for thoughts like that, she could already hear pounding footsteps, and that meant it was time to get into position.
“Hiiiii!” Isaac exclaimed loud enough to make her wince. “Ra-Rachel? I- Shit, j-just stay where you are, I’ll pick you up. He said, a slight slur to his voice.
Rachel had to stifle her giggle as she watched him step around listlessly, face wrinkled in concentration as he scanned the floor, he wouldn’t know what hit him. “Getting warmer,” she said, grinning wryly as she crept out from behind the box.
And when he was close… bam! Rachel leaped from her perch and aimed for his shoulder, ready for the yelp and jump which would make this oh-so-worth it. Yet while she found her mark, Isaac was as still as a boulder. Caught off-guard she was unprepared as warm darkness suddenly enveloped her. His fingers, she realized, he had somehow managed to pick her up like he’d been expecting this all day.
After a quick twist, sudden brightness met her as the fingers unfurled, leaving her nestled in the center of Isaac’s palm. Yet as she looked up to meet his gaze, an uncharacteristically intense gaze from Isaac met hers, and he was frowning. She hadn’t upset him, somehow, had she?
“E-Easy, easy…” Rachel’s throat felt unusually tight. “J-Just messing around…” her voice shook as she instinctively scooted back a bit.
Only silence met her.
This tension was quickly broken as Isaac wordlessly brought his hand forward and tilted it, placing Rachel against the warm flesh of his cheek in a sudden pastiche of a hug.
“G-Geez, if a hug was all you wanted, you could have just said so,” she said with forced nonchalance.
“I love you so much,” he murmured almost apologetically.
Rachel’s expression softened, “S-Since when did you become such a big lovebug?” She said warmly, “I love you too,” her arms spread around his cheek to return the gesture.
For a moment, they stood there, simply enjoying each other’s touch, and as Rachel’s heartbeat relaxed, her usual easy smile returned to her. “You know… I seem to recall someone wanting to do more than just hugging,” she drawled. “What say we take this to the couch.
Isaac couldn’t agree fast enough.
….There were certainly some perks which came with having a giant boyfriend. Rachel rested contentedly on his soft, grey, button-down shirt, warmed by the body heat of the giant beneath her. She rolled over onto her stomach, content to let this peaceful moment put her worries to rest.
Isaac had other plans, she realized as the ground bounced beneath her, and an unfamiliar giggle reverberated throughout her.
“You know, you kinda tickle down there,” Isaac said, trying and failing to stifle a laugh,
Before she could respond, Isaac’s finger pressed down on the contours of her back. Rachel’s breath hitched at the sudden pressure, firm enough to keep her in place, but gentle enough not to hurt.
“W-Wha-?” Rachel began.
“Oh don’t mind me, just taking care of an itch,” he said, making no attempt to hide his smirk as he felt Rachel squirm slightly beneath him.
Any further questions died on Rachel’s tongue as Isaac’s finger began making small, soft circles on her back. Not only could she feel her body’s stress melt under the gentle pressure, but each time that finger came down, she could sense the strength of the massive digit just beneath the surface. While Rachel had never liked to be reminded of their size difference, there was something almost… enticing about a mere finger could hold such strength, and how easily it could be trained on her.
Rachel began to grow increasingly absorbed in the massage, and she groaned as his fingertip pushed down on a particularly tight spot. Was Isaac even aware of how he was affecting her? Her everything pressed into an insignificant patch of skin, surrounded by his scent and heat, and enveloped by the squishy-firm texture of his muscles, until it was hard to think of anything but him, or was this all merely inconsequential to him. Rachel shivered as she began to realize this was about more than the massage.
And then… and then it all came to a sudden stop. Rachel blinked in confusion, wondering with more than a little anticipation if this was some new game he was playing, but if it was, it was certainly taking a while.
“…I-Isaac?” She murmured. No response.
“Isa-!” Her call was interrupted by a vast roaring and gradual rise and fall of Isaac’s chest. Snoring, she realized as two further bursts followed, Isaac had managed to doze off.
For what felt like a moment, Rachel could only lie in stunned silence, but a giggle quickly welled up at the ridiculousness of it. She now easily pushed aside the resting finger, and pulled herself into a sitting position, one hand on her slowing heart.
However, with the excitement over, doubts began to creep in. She and Isaac were no strangers to intimacy, but it was typically a tentative affair, lacking the spontaneity and ease-of-handling Isaac displayed tonight. Surely he didn’t require booze to want her like that, because then it would mean he was merely going through the motions otherwise, and then… ugh, she hated feeling this way, no, it was time for some answers.
Waking him up would be no problem. You see, Isaac had once made the mistake of telling her about a particularly sensitive part of his body. Normally, she would have no interest in potentially misusing such information, but, well, these were desperate times, weren’t they? She thought with a ‘whaddaya gonna do about it’ shrug.
She made her way across the clothed landscape, not letting the occasional stumble or the rise and fall of his chest stop her, until she arrived at the edge of his shoulder, looking directly up at his ear. Reaching up, Rachel licked her lips and breathed out on the ear before placing a gentle kiss on the earlobe
The results were immediate. Unfortunately for Rachel, this meant she was quickly catapulted forward as Isaac shot up, looking around rapidly in confusion.
“Hmjhawhuh-?” He sputtered. “Who- Rachel?”
“Dommmph, mmph!” a small voice called from somewhere in front of him.
Isaac continued to look around, wondering what that odd squeaking was. Then, as his vision adjusted, he spotted two little legs poking out of the gap between two nearby couch cushions.
“Rachel?” He reached over to casually pluck her out of the gap. “You’re not– What are you doing here?” He asked in a tone more appropriate for a surprise encounter with an old friend. “What were we doing again?”
“Massage. It was great. But that’s besides the point, becau–aaah!” She fell with a yelp as Isaac’s fingers seemed to slip around her. She composed herself before continuing, “Because… I need to talk to you.”
Isaac sat hunched over slightly as he looked down to her, an uncertain expression clear in his eyes. “Uh… yeah, shoot.”
“It’s just…” she took a deep breath. Ugh, serious stuff was the worst. Right, best to keep this short then, just had to be delicate too.
“Do you only love me ‘cause you’re drunk?”
Isaac’s eyes stared back uncomprehendingly. “What?”
“No, no, shit, I-I meant- you’re always so kind and thoughtful, and I love that about you, but half the time it feels like you’d be more comfortable if I was behind glass twenty-four-seven.” Rachel hadn’t realized it, but she had begun to shake.
“R-Rachel, I-”
“And tonight you come home drunk, and it’s like the glass is gone, you can’t keep your hands off me! So what changed? Is it me? I mean, is there some problem with me being tiny that you need beer goggles to see past? ‘Cause then, maybe we shouldn’t- maybe we can’t be together!” Despite her size, her words echoed across the room.
A long moment of silence passed between them, Rachel clenched her eyes tight, hoping to keep seemingly inevitable tears at bay. Yet she felt sudden warmth encase her as she was lifted off the ground. Carefully, she was brought up against Issac’s chest, his hand cupping her in a gentle embrace.
“Shh, it’s-it’s okay, you can let it out if you want,” he said soothingly, the words almost reverberating through his skin.
And let it out she did. As the knot of emotion within her broke, Shuddering sobs raked her as everything she’d tried not to feel came rushing out of her, buried into the sturdy wall of Isaac’s chest.
But eventually, words came back to Rachel. “S-Sorry, I- guess I kinda ruined the night, huh?” She let out a shaky breath.
“Not at all. Besides, I think you needed that,” he sighed with relief. “Now… do you think we could start at the beginning?”
Rachel gave a lopsided smile, “yeah, yeah I think I’d like that.”
Isaac lifted her up so they could speak face-to-face, “I didn’t want to mess things up,” he said simply.
“H-Huh?”
“I’d never resent you for being tiny, Rachel. It’s the opposite, I guess; there are times where all I want to do is feel you, but with the move, I thought I’d wait until things were a bit more settled before, I guess I just kept waiting until the right time, and well…”
“Oh Isaac…”
“Well it’s just you’re so cute, and I’m your first giant boyfriend, and I don’t want to give you a bad first impression, and that’s like double pressure, so, so–”
His ramblings were interrupted by the sound of Rachel’s tinkling laughter, “you could have just stopped at ‘so cute’, I’d understand.”
Isaac smiled, happy that his ramblings helped her relax even a little bit.
“You are adorable, you know.”
“Mmm, keep going,”
“Beutiful, lovely, perfect…” he emphasized each word with a tentative pet, smiling as he felt his finger glide across her silky hair. Rachel responded enthusiastically, butting against his finger to feel more of his soft touch.
“See, it’s not so hard,” she murmured. “I-I want this.”
Isaac let out a sigh as they fell into their usual dynamic. “Yeah… yeah I guess I was being a bit stupid.”
“Well, I’m not entirely blameless either,” Rachel said, rubbing the back of her neck. “Maybe, ugh if I wanted you to notice me, trying to prank you into it was probably one of the stupider ways to go about it.
“ At least we’re on the same page on something,” Isaac joked, earning another giggle from Rachel. “Y’know… doesn’t this feel like stuff we should have figured out before we even started?”
Rachel merely shrugged, “we could talk about what we should have done until we’re blue in the face, but right now, I think we focus on what we’re going to do from now on.”
Isaac smiled widely at that, “so, we’re good?”
“We’re good.” But Rachel wasn’t quite done yet.
“Actually… I have a request,” she said, fidgeting slightly. “You see, I may have gotten the littlest bit, you know, turned on crying back there,” she managed to get out.
“Crying turned you on?” Isaac said with some disbelief.
“N-No, well, it’s just you were so strong and stable, and I was like, so small and vulnerable in your arms, and that was weirdly a turn-on, so I need you to pin me down and gi–Eeep!” Rachel squealed in surprise as Isaac’s fingers swooped in and easily plucked her from her spot on his palm, leaving her dangling by her arms in front of the giant’s face.
“Well, I do need to get you back for all those pranks,” Isaac drawled, “and you really don’t want me to hold back?”
Rachel gulped and nodded enthusiastically as she saw the sudden look of desire in Isaac’s eyes. “B-Bedroom?” She squeaked out.
Like there was ever any doubt.
….
What happened next, Rachel would remember as a beautiful, messy, blur. One moment they were moving, the clatter of Isaac’s footsteps causing her whole body to shake. She would blink and she was on the bed, watching Isaac’s body move and flex as he removed his shirt, whatever she was doing discarded as she watched the show. And then… his gaze was on her.
“Well…?” He prompted, gesturing at his own chest. That was all it took for Rachel to quickly begin stripping off her loose sweater and joggers, revealing what little she wore underneath. A task she was so involved in, she hardly noticed when the man above her sat down, leading to a surprised yelp as the ground compressed beneath her.
A smirk began to curl the edges of Isaac’s lips, “someone’s certainly excited.”
The way Rachel was fully undressed before he finished his sentence was only further proof. She practically leapt at his fingers when he simply said “come here.” Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt the now-familiar warm flesh embrace her and lift her up. However, as she appeared before his face she noticed an uncharacteristic gleam in Isaac’s eyes, one that reminded her of her own right before she pulled off a prank. Whatever it was, it made her heart pound for an entirely different reason.
Isaac began slowly; merely tracing a line from her feet to her chest with his finger. His eyes seemed to widen slightly as he saw just how easily he covered her, realizing she was entirely open to him. Pushing himself further, he planted a kiss on her belly. It was quick, hardly a peck, but it left Rachel feeling electric as his plush lips left her. She wanted more.
With some difficulty, Isaac held back a giggle as he saw Rachel’s pleading eyes, “okay, okay, enough with the teasing,” he said, bringing his finger back down on her. She sucked in a sharp gasp as it moved lower, easily pushing apart her legs as he began to do slow, forceful rolls across her crotch, stopping only to rub her aching clit.
A drawn out mewl left Rachel’s lips as she squirmed beneath the attention of the finger’s textured flesh. But it wasn’t enough, she began to grind her hips in tune with the enormous fingertip, her efforts rewarding her with an electric tingle up her spine. She loved how vulnerable she felt, trapped between Isaac’s hands, there was nothing she could do but try and keep up with the overwhelming pleasure. The thought prompted her to grind harder.
Rachel’s legs wrapped around his finger like a lover as she felt her arousal begin to peak, as lightning seemed to arc up every nerve in her body, she groaned in anticipation of her final release. The fact that this was only this pleasure was only the beginning, that he now felt free to hold her in any way she wanted, to have her in any way she wanted. She whimpered, thoughts of just what they would do next edging her ever closer to her orgasm, and with a final cry, she was there, the warm waves of her climax washing over her as her hips involuntarily bucked against Isaac’s finger.
Rachel lay back against the sweat-slick skin, panting as she basked in the afterglow. Isaac, for his part, popped his drenched finger in his mouth with an exaggerated ‘mhmm’ of satisfaction.
“T-That was… w-when can we do it again…” Rachel muttered.
Isaac gave her an odd little smile as he tilted his head, “oh? Who said we were finished?”
“H-huh?”
“I did say I would have to get you back, didn’t I?” He leaned over, his warm breath washing over her. “I’m thinking… one orgasm per prank seems fair, doesn’t it?”
He didn’t give her a chance to respond before his tongue slithered out, happy to meet her nethers. Her back arched involuntarily as it made contact, and a squeal of surprise left her lips “W-Wait!” She cried, “s-still sensiti- ahhh!”
Isaac pulled back. “Well, someone should have thought about that when she was hiding my keys. Popping out of my shirt pocket, or playing dead after falling.” He punctuated each accusation with a pointed flex of the gargantuan tongue against her, her squeaks and moans only served as further incentive to push harder.
Again and again Isaac pushed her past her limits, driving into heights of pleasure she hadn’t thought possible, “I’msorryimsorryimsor-EEeee!” Rachel cried as another orgasm raked her body. What part of her that was still capable of rational thought realized she had never felt so helpless and overwhelmed. He could have her in any way he wanted, devour her entirely if he wished, and there was little she could do in the face of such overwhelming power. Yet he did not because he enjoyed the pleasure, the moans and squeaks she gave him, and in the face of that, how could she do anything but dedicate herself to such power?
“That’s right,” Isaac purred as he pulled back, “give me every. last. drop.”
And that was the final straw. Rachel’s mouth opened in a silent scream as every nerve in her body seemed to light up at once as the strongest orgasm she’d ever felt washed over her like a flood, leaving her mind temporarily blank as if she were incapable of processing anything by pure pleasure.
When it finally passed, Rachel was left a disheveled mess. She lay there in a concoction of their sweat and her juices, her hair splayed in wild strands, and her breath coming in hard, but contented puffs. A slight smile crossed Isaac’s face as he observed his handiwork.
“Well I’d say you’ve about learned your lesson,” Isaac said, smirking as he licked her juices off his lips.
Rachel did not respond.
Isaac’s smirk quickly folded into a frown. “Rachel?” He asked, softly prodding her with his finger. There was no response again. “Shit,” Isaac muttered as he set her gently down on the bed’s pillow. Thinking quick, he grabbed a nearby water bottle, and filled the cap.
“Here, probably need fluids,” he said, pressing the pillow down so he could prop her up with his finger. Rachel drank like a woman rescued from the desert, easily drinking four more refills. She swallowed hard as she finished, “A-Again?” She asked, looking up to Isaac’s worried eyes.
“You cannot be serious,” he said dryly.
Rachel giggled somewhat deliriously as she flopped back down against the pillow, “Okay, fiiiiiine,” she giggled again as she closed her eyes.
Isaac let out a sigh of relief, “well, I guess if you’re making jokes, I shouldn’t be too worried,” he murmured. He lied down to join her on the pillow, "tomorrow, okay?”
All Isaac heard in response was Rachel’s gentle breathing, she had fallen asleep, he realized. Smiling softly, he turned on his side and closed his eyes, breathing in Rachel’s scent as he joined her in a deep, shared slumber.
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The Next Morning
“Ugh, I can’t believe I just… didn’t stop. I could have hurt you or something.”
“Aw come on, I enjoyed it! Actually, were you counting how many times I came? Wanna beat my personal best next time.”
Warm morning sunlight streamed down on the pair as they sat on/around a dining table, Isaac sat nursing a large glass of water and rubbing his temples for… multiple reasons, while Rachel was content merely to sunbathe.
“Drunk me is a horny idiot,” Isaac muttered.
“Don’t be like that,” Rachel chided, “I saw you getting into it, you had fun too!”
Isaac did not deny this.
“Besides, I think drunk you had some pretty good ideas last night, maybe you should listen to him more often.”
An honest smile surfaced on Isaac’s face, “Yeah, maybe I should,” he said, reaching over to lift her in his palm.
And the two sat together, enjoying a quiet moment together, closer than ever before.
My first post here, and my first real attempt at something fully M/f. If you made it this far, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed.
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Really hot, I’d love to read this story continue!
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@tiny-ivy Thanks! I have some more ideas for these two, but it may take me a bit to get to them lol
