Page 16 of Used By the Unicorn

“You, ah... you might be a little overdressed for the aquarium.” I swallow thickly. Goddamn. Why didn’t I tell her to meet me at home? Or book a hotel?

“You’re the one who picked the shitty aquarium, Stirling.” She’s already walking toward the entrance, the sway of her hips and the shake of her ass making me sweat. “And you’re the paying customer, so you get what you ordered.”

Oh, and she’s really making me pay tonight. Is it my imagination, or is she sending me a message about the fact I still haven’t fucked her again. Idiot that I am, I’m bull-headed enough to ignore it. Might as well have been born a minotaur.

I catch up with her in time to buy our tickets and lead her through the cheesy stucco archway inside the building. I thought this would be cute and romantic. That it would set the mood for her to open up to me a little, but Jade seems to have the opposite idea.

Inside, the aquarium is dark with lots of small cave-like rooms filled with bright fish in rounded tanks, making it seem as if you could grab them. Not many here at seven in the evening on a Saturday, which is what I intended. As soon as we step into a little alcove, I recognize that might have been a mistake.

As we stand watching the little orange and white clown fish dart in and out of the brightly colored anemone, I open my mouth to ask Jade a question. What comes out is a groan. She steps back, pushes out her ass, and practically grinds against my crotch.

“Something wrong?” She gives me a coy look over her shoulder that tells me she knows exactly what she’s doing.

I step back, clearing my throat. My cock is already hard, the bulge obvious to anyone who cares to look. “No. Nothing. Isn’t this beautiful?” God I’m an ass.

It goes on like this. She rushes from room to room, not looking at the fish. Instead, she slides her hands over her body as soon as we are alone. Or worse, over mine. All I want to do is bend her over against the wall of the big tank in the center of the building and show everyone in the aquarium what a fucking angel she is when she cums on my cock. Of course, I don’t. Human custom doesn’t permit public displays. Besides, I’m waiting.

I think I’m waiting.

It’s a relief when Jade eases off a bit. In the next room are tanks filled with coral and weeds and seahorses in all different colors. Even when the family who are in the space as we enter make their way out, Jade trails behind me.

I turn to see her looking odd. Her expression is distant, instead of playful and focused. She even seems to be sweating.

“Are you alright?”

“Of course. I’m fine.” She shakes herself a little, and steps closer, only to clutch at her stomach.

For the second time that day, a female rushes out on me and straight to the bathroom. As I stand outside the ladies room, I start to wonder.

Surely not.

It must be a coincidence.

And yet... she didn’t drink on our first date.

Jade re-emerges a little later, looking pale.

“Jade, are you pregnant?” It’s a stupid question. It deserves exactly the response it gets. I don’t even really know why I said it.

Her eyes widen and her mouth falls open. “What? Why would you ask that? No, I'm not pregnant! I’m sick. Please take me home.”

She lifts her chin and starts walking toward the exit. I trot after her feeling like a fool.

“Hey, I’m sorry. I’m a dumbass. Don’t be mad.”

“I’m not mad. I told you, I’m sick. I’m going home.”

She has to stop outside the aquarium to lean against the wall. Thankfully, she isn’t sick again. It makes my chest sore just watching her sweat. I don’t want to watch her throw up. I wish more than anything I could give her some potion. It’s automatic to want to cure whatever is wrong with her instantly.

I order a taxi and help her into the car. Then I get in on the other side.

“What are you doing?” She glares at me.

“Making sure you get home OK.”

She sighs, but doesn’t fight me. Thank fuck. Or else I’d have to really piss her off.

As the car takes off from the curb, she closes her eyes and leans back against the seat.

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