Effie was highly amusing when he woke from his sleep and came into the main computer room almost to the second the food was finished heating and the packages were opened. True to Tohan’s words, Effie bounced around, got underfoot, and even partially climbed up Tohan’s naked body in his effort to get the food before Tohan could place it on the floor for him. Effie got as far as Tohan’s still exposed crotch and stopped, his sides heaving as he drew in large breaths. He turned his head slowly, looking at me accusingly. I was willing to swear on whatever somebody wanted me to that I’d just gotten a death glare of epic levels from Effie.
I assumed he could smell pheromones or the residual scent of Tohan’s come or even my saliva on Tohan’s cock, and that’s what made Effie give me such a hostile look. He’d just need to deal because there was no way I was going to be giving up the little taste of pleasure that Tohan had shared with me. There was utterly no way I’d turn down the possibility of full-on sex with Tohan. I was certain that would be an experience and a half, one I was very eager for.
Effie stuck like glue to Tohan during the meal, sending me suspicious looks the entire time as if he was waiting for me to jump Tohan between bites of food. I half expected him to jump onto the table, but he remained sitting on a chair next to Tohan, four of his front legs crossed and resting just a little on the table, staring at me. It was a bit unsettling to be the focus of such an intense, calculating, and hostile look from an animal. I could almost see the grievous bodily harm plans running through Effie’s head as he watched me.
After the meal, Tohan said he wanted to check something he’d noticed in the computer system earlier. In mere moments he was completely engrossed what he was doing. I had a good grasp of computer code, but from the little I’d seen over Tohan’s shoulder as he worked, I might as well have been a child learning the basics of how to get to a command prompt on screen. I left him undisturbed to do whatever he was working on so intently since that was the entire reason we were at the prison. Effie parked himself in Tohan’s lap, making soft chirping noises as Tohan worked. Effie stared at me, a smug expression in his many eyes when Tohan absently petted him now and again as he worked.
Effie was very disgruntled when Tohan pried him off his lap after an hour saying that his legs were falling asleep. I had to give Effie credit for persistence as he tried to climb back into Tohan’s lap off and on for a solid ten minutes before Tohan flicked him between the eyes and said no in a tone of voice even I recognized meant piss off. Effie made a noise I could only call rude and stalked away, seemingly indignant. Tohan appeared to be ignoring Effie completely. I found the entire interaction amusing and fascinating. The data I’d gone through indicated that hy’prae were very intelligent, but there hadn’t been anything about how much personality they had.
“Get the fuck away from my shoes, Effie. If I find even a drop of moisture in them that isn’t my foot sweat, I’m going to kick your hairy ass. Hard,” Tohan said without turning around as he typed and clicked through screens.
Effie growled and detoured abruptly away from where Tohan had left his shoes near the inflatable pad I had yet to finish repairing. Effie went to the couch and settled himself right in the middle of it, his eyes watching Tohan and me at the same time, which was a bit unnerving. I set about finishing the repairs to the inflatable pad, which didn’t take long, and then wondered what to do for the rest of the evening.
We’d already sorted through the boxes, separating the damaged ones from the undamaged ones and salvaged what we could of the gear. There wasn’t really anything to be done as far as setting up our living arrangements. I didn’t need to patrol anywhere, and it would likely be the height of foolishness to leave the secure computer room if we didn’t have to given the access the prisoners seemed to have of the facility.
I wanted to ask Tohan about his reaction to my tatts as well as his not-quite-but-almost-tattoos, but he was completely involved in what he was doing. The question of my and his tattoos could certainly wait until he took a break from his work although I was intensely curious about his. I could see the bottom edges of them under his hair and aside from the fact that his looked like wings made of hy’prae webbing, they were more like coloured scars than tattoos. I wondered if that was something culturally specific to the Awh’anise or simply something that Tohan choose as his method of permanently marking his body. From the size of the wings on Tohan’s shoulders, which seemed to take up the entirety of his shoulder blades to a point a few inches above his waist, that sort of large-scale scarification had to have been very painful.
There hadn’t been anything in the data Moswen gave me about decorative scarification. I highly doubted I knew everything about Awh’an or its people even though the data dump had been massive. I believed I had the most relevant pieces of information on the Awh’anise without going into the minutia of daily life. It was still a staggering amount of knowledge.
Someone without a high-speed processor in his head would easily be going through the data for months. Fortunately, it seemed to be set up in such as fashion that the knowledge was simply there. Like knowing water was wet and fire was hot. Information could also be called up easily as if it was something learned long ago and done so often it required almost no thought to do or explain to another. Like showing someone how to tie a shoe. The entire process was fascinating, and I wished that I was able to question Moswen more on how he’d done what he did.
With nothing else to do immediately and knowing it needed to be done eventually, I sat on the floor next to the repaired inflatable pad and called up the footage of the ambush that was recorded through the sensors embedded in my eyes. I’d also review the footage from the security cameras once I was done with my video data. The more intel I could put together about the prisoners and what sort of threat they posed to us, the better our chances of evading capture and surviving. If I was really lucky, I might see something in the combined playback that would help us stay out of the prisoners clutches.
I watched all of the footage from my sensors as well as what the functioning cameras in the docking bay showed, examining everything in great detail. Very little of it was helpful. My footage only showed what I’d been able to see, and I’d been processing and correlating that data while in the situation, adjusting my responses accordingly. The docking bay cameras were nowhere near as good in quality as my eyes. The docking bay footage didn’t show where the prisoners gained access to the bay either. I assumed they were taking advantage of a blind spot or possibly even a series of blind spots to gain undetected access where they shouldn’t.
The little glimpses of the weapons I was able to see on the docking video were all but useless. The video was disappointingly grainy, and I couldn’t make out any details that would’ve told me what the weapons were and thus the capabilities of said weapons. I knew they were projectile weapons but had no idea of the type of range or stopping power. They could obviously penetrate the shipping boxes from a short to medium range, but the boxes, while sturdy and reasonably resistant to damage, weren’t meant to withstand any sort of projectiles being fired at them. Someone decently proficient in unarmed martial arts would be able to put a fist or foot through the boxes with little effort, so making any kind of assumption based on the boxes ability to withstand being shot was useless.
Whatever the guns fired was a total mystery as there’d been nothing in the boxes of any significant size to make an educated guess as to what the projectiles were. There was some scorching inside the boxes, but it seemed like that was due to the self-heat packages rupturing when pierced by the prisoners weapons. Neither my eye cams nor the facility cams showed any laser weapons in the hands of prisoners, and I hadn’t heard any of the typical noises associated with the firing of a laser weapon. Not to say that there weren’t some laser pistols in the hands of the prisoner’s, but it appeared that none of them had any when they’d attacked us in the docking bay.
With the docking bay videos an unhelpful disappointment, I moved on and checked out the video feed in the hydroponics bay as well as the growth reports for the various plants. We’d need to harvest some food to bulk up our reduced supplies. I thought that the sooner we did that, the less time the prisoners would have to plan and mount some sort of offensive to try to pry us out of the computer room. I highly doubted the ambush in the docking bay was going to be a one-time thing.
If we knew exactly where the food we wanted was growing and ready for harvesting, we’d be able to get in, get the food we needed, and get out without spending very much time in an unsecured area. Tohan could likely set some of the bots to harvesting what we needed so all we’d have to do was load the food and go. The less time we spent outside of the security of the computer room, the better our chances of not having a gun of some sort pointed at our heads or other body parts.
Since the hydroponics bay was fully automated, it was actually running smoothly and undisturbed. It didn’t appear that the inmates had tried to gain access to it, which was good. While gaining control of the hydroponics could be a tactical advantage as everybody needed food to live, disrupting any of the bots that tended the plants would likely end up killing the plants and any advantage in capturing the bay would die as well.
I wasn’t a big fan of veggies, but I also wasn’t a big fan of starving. I could go without food for extended periods of time like any other organic being, but my performance suffered. There were some high-caloric liquid reserves built within my chassis, but those would only see me through three full days or six half-ration days and were always last resort uses. They also made me feel jittery as hell and I wasn’t thrilled with the method of delivery.
Having a needle six inches long pierce my abdomen into my stomach was highly uncomfortable to say the least. I also needed to be utterly still for ten minutes as the nutrients were injected into me. Moving while having a needle jabbed through your stomach was not recommended. I could opt to receive the nutrients anally, but that was also uncomfortable, took longer to absorb, and was not as efficient as getting the nutrients directly into my stomach.
There were fruits available in the hydroponics bay as well as vegetables, and I liked fruits a lot more than I did vegetables. There were some veggies I liked, and there was a lot of diversity in the plants growing, so we should be able to make out just fine. Some plants I’d never even heard of and needed to do a search to find out what they were. That search revealed that there were some plants being grown that were highly toxic to some species but perfectly fine for others to consume. A few species of prisoners actually required certain plants to maintain their health yet were utterly deadly with just one bite to others.
It was actually fascinating how complex the food supply for the inmates was. I couldn’t say for certain, but it was possible that somebody within the prisoner population knew about the complexity of the food system for the various prisoners, and that was the reason that there’d been no attempt made to take over the hydroponics bay. It was unlikely that the prisoners wanted to kill each other off systemically, some probable minor personal issues aside. The more of them that existed, the more likely it was that they could hold off any assault that might be mounted against them to quell their activities. I was fast coming to believe that there was a good deal of organization and planning behind the attempts to leave the prison, so that line of reasoning seemed like the right thought path to follow.
I wanted to get a detailed map of the various plants and areas of harvesting on the very slim chance that Tohan couldn’t get the bots to harvest what we needed. I wasn’t sure it was safe to physically jack-in to the system given the semi-successful hacking attempts for the shuttle security codes. Instead, I opted to record the data from the screen to my eye sensors, taking a video of the map of the grow beds as well as the list of what the various plants were. Of course, not all of the plants that were suitable for us were close together. There was going to be some scurrying around if the bots wouldn’t harvest things out-of-turn. Thankfully, we weren’t going to have to run from one end of the huge bay to the other to get what we needed as most of the safe-for-us plants seemed to be in one area. It was a fairly large area but manageable. Bringing the food back was going to be a bit of a pain and required some planning.
We had the power cart, and it was still doing okay with regards to a charge. Some of the boxes that our initial supplies were in were still usable, too. Securing those boxes to the cart was easy enough with the straps we’d used before, but doing that took time. Time wasn’t an issue before we left on the fruit and veggie run but could become a factor when we were leaving hydroponics depending on how closely the prisoners were watching us for movement. Once we left the computer room and the camera feeds we could check for prisoner movement, we’d be blind to them until we were back in the computer room. It would be utterly foolish to assume that the inmates weren’t keeping an eye on us and didn’t intend to try to capture us again to squeeze whatever information out of us they could. I’d read the reports on the previous teams and wasn’t eager to be subjected to the prisoner’s information extraction methods.
There was also the problem of possibly needing to make more than one run to the hydroponics bay. We could gather enough fruits and veggies for two weeks, but a portion of them would spoil since we had no refrigeration. The most we should grab was enough for a week and see how our food stocks looked from there. It would also be in our best food stock interests to grab fruits and veggies that had a relatively long shelf-life even if neither of us were too crazy about those same fruits and veggies. We could eat just the things we gathered for the first week and rely on our supplies for the rest of the time, but I had no idea how to calculate the right nutritional balance for Tohan with only the fruit and veggies available. The prisoners were also given capsules tailored to their species to supplement what was missing nutritionally from a diet of just greens. I’d tell Tohan the plan once he finished checking whatever it was that he wanted to look at.
Several hours later, Tohan was still working away and didn’t look like he was going to be stopping anytime soon. I smiled a little at that. Apparently dragging him away from his work to eat wasn’t the only instance where I’d need to haul him away from his programming. I got the idea that if I didn’t make him, he’d keep working until he literally fell asleep at the keyboard. He hadn’t been kidding when he said he got so involved in his work he’d neglect eating or sleeping.
“Tohan, find a place to stop. It’s getting late, and you need to sleep soon so you’ll be fresh and alert to work tomorrow.”
“Uh huh. Five more minutes,” Tohan said as he scrolled through lines of code, typing or deleting things as he went.
I waited the five minutes and spoke again. “Time to shut down, Tohan.”
“Okay. Five minutes. Nearly done with this,” Tohan mumbled as he flicked between screens.
“You said that five minutes ago. Even accounting for the longer Awh’anise day that you’re used to, its late and time to shut it down for the night.”
“Sure. I just need to change this one thing before I forget.”
I could understand that so I waited. Another five minutes passed with Tohan showing no sign of closing out what he was doing.
“Tohan, shut it down now, or I’ll physically move you from that machine.”
“Almost done. Five, maybe ten minutes more, tops.”
I waited ten minutes. He kept his eyes glued to the screen, scrolling through code and flicking back and forth between screens as he typed intermittently, occasional mutters and sounds of mild irritation leaving him. Tohan’s ten minute claim was obviously something he said just to get people to leave him alone while he worked. I sighed, grabbed the back of his chair, and pulled it away from the desk, spinning the chair around as I did so. Tohan squawked in surprise and scowled at me.
Effie growled at that move and launched himself off the couch. He moved incredibly fast and headed straight for me. I had slightly less than two seconds to brace for whatever Effie was going to do. He barrelled straight into the backs of my knees, and if I’d have been a regular person, his weight and momentum would’ve knocked me down, possibly knocking the wind out of me or even making my head hit the floor. It would’ve been a surprisingly effective attack against a typical bipedal. I didn’t doubt for a second that if I’d fallen, Effie would’ve been at my throat in a flash. I wasn’t a typical bipedal though. There was no way Effie would be able to generate enough momentum and force to knock me down with the style of attack he’d just tried as my weight was too great and I could lock my knees. Instead, he hit with a solid thud, bounced off me, and looked utterly confused at what had happened, namely me not falling down.
“What the fuck, Warrick? I’m working here,” Tohan said as he tried to wheel his chair back to the desk, sparing only a brief look at Effie. “Bad, Effie. I said don’t attack Warrick. Do it again, and I swear you’re not going to be allowed to sleep next to me for the rest of this job.”
Effie burst out with a series of angry sounding chirps and hisses, his forelegs waving wildly, sometimes pointing at me as if accusing me of something nefarious. He shot me a distrustful look as he parked himself between Tohan’s legs, his body language clearly saying that he was defending Tohan from me. I smiled a little at that. Effie really was quite the fierce protector of Tohan. After several long seconds where we just stared at each other, neither of us willing to back down, Effie and I pretended not to see each other while still keeping watch on each other.
“You told me to set an alarm or something to get you to stop working at appropriate intervals because you’d lose track of time as you worked. I’ve been trying to get you to shut down what you’re doing for twenty-five minutes.”
Tohan stared at me suspiciously for a few seconds before sighing and dragging a hand over his face. “I’d call bullshit on that, but I’d be lying to myself. It really was twenty-five minutes?”
“Sorry.” A slow smile grew over Tohan’s lips as he stared at me, and I couldn’t help noticing that his cock was starting to firm. Naked was such a stellar look for Tohan in my opinion.
“You know, you’ll have my immediate, undivided attention if you start groping me. Not saying you have to or anything, but there’s nothing like a little fondling to yank me straight out of whatever program I’m messing around with and pay complete attention to you.”
I laughed. “Duly noted. I’m suggesting getting some sleep and starting back up in the morning. I know you’re working against a deadline and whatever the hackers are doing to break the security codes, but you need to be rested to do what you need to.”
“Yeah, I get that. I’m just super focused when I work. You did what you need to do to drag me away before I get over-tired and cranky as shit. Tyh and Telek say I’m a surly bastard when I get run-down because I’ve ignored stuff like food and sleep when I’m coding. They’re probably right.”
Tohan stood and stretched, and I admired the lines of his body. For somebody that spent a good part of his day sitting in front of a computer, he was surprisingly toned. He wasn’t overly muscled, but he had to do some sort of regular exercise to look as fit as he did. He noticed me appreciating his body, and his cock jumped to full attention.
“I’m not so tired that I need to go right to sleep,” Tohan said with a grin as started to stroke his cock as he stepped over Effie. “If you’re interested in a little more playtime I’m obviously ready to go.”
“I’m very interested. Could you let me experience sliaru this time around? I’m really curious about that.”
“Sure, but it would be a fast and dirty fuck. Sliaru doesn’t really let either person go slow and explore each other. The main purpose of Sliaru is to basically guarantee breeding, so it tends to override things like being a considerate lover in favour of fucking like animals. It hits like a starship jumping to hyper-drive, and there’s nothing we know that can stop that rush to orgasm. I mean, you can try, but you’re going to fail. Foreplay, before I’d let the pearls appear, can be as long as you want, but once the pearls appear, all I can do is run full-bore at reaching orgasm. You’ll get there just as fast as me if not faster because that’s how sliaru works.
“Pretty much right after that first orgasm, you’ll need to have another to work the last of the sliaru out of your system just like you saw me do on the shuttle. For you, the need will be more intense since you’re on the receiving end of the sliaru I expose you to. If you don’t have another orgasm quickly, your balls will ache with the need to come, your skin will feel sexually hyper-sensitive to the slightest touch of anything, and you’ll be begging for relief after about ten minutes. After about half an hour you’ll have an orgasm just because you’re so hyper-sexualized but it’ll be painful and very unsatisfying. Exposing somebody to sliaru and then leaving them hanging for that second orgasm is still used as a punishment method on Awh’an for certain types of crimes. The only reason I’m mentioning this is because earlier you said your balls were still tender, and I don’t want to cause you any pain.”
“I appreciate your concern, Tohan, but I’ll be fine. Actually, the idea of a fast and dirty animalistic fuck appeals to me right now. I viewed the video or whatever it was Moswen put in my head of various Awh’anise under the influence of sliaru, and it was very arousing. We can take our time later, but right now, I really just want some cock. Yours specifically,” I said as anticipation zipped through me.
I had reviewed the data on sliaru after finding that I should be okay to sample it. The data Moswen had given me wasn’t only text but some strange type of video as well. It wasn’t a video in the traditional sense but more like a memory that was crystal clear with perfect audio viewed from multiple angles. I assumed that had something to do with how the information had been dumped into my head, a process I was still very unclear on but had been massively effective on transferring all the data I’d received. However Moswen had done it, the scenes with various Awh’anise under the influence of sliaru, both for pleasure and while under the control of one of their quarterly breeding cycles, was fascinating, educational, and highly erotic. Once I’d seen the primal-like fucking and how blissed out the people had been, I wanted to experience it myself.
At my words, Tohan stared at me for a few seconds before he smiled widely. “Well, I am a giver in bed, so whatever you want, if I can give it to you, it’s yours for the taking. I’m not sure how Effie is going to react to us getting our freak on since he’s never been around when I’ve had sex. He’s possessive and gets jealous super easy as I’m sure you’ve noticed. I have no idea what he might do if I lock him in the locker room as a precaution. He can’t tear that room apart, but he can spit digestive juices all over the place and web the shit out of the room. Both those things will take forever to clean up. Been there, done that multiple times, and not real interested in doing that sort of clean up anytime soon. I’m also not sure how we’d lock that door either since it doesn’t seem to have a lock. I know for an absolute fact that Effie can open regular doors all by himself as easy as you or me.”
Well, that was a bit of a complication I hadn’t anticipated. I wasn’t going to let Effie get in the way of finding out what sliaru was like though or experiencing the pleasure I was sure I’d have with Tohan as a lover. Effie would just need to deal, preferably without attacking me. I held out my hand to Tohan, pulling him close when he placed his hand in mine. Effie growled at the move. Tohan swatted at him as Effie tried to climb up his body.
“No, Effie. This is my play time with Warrick. As long as you’re a good boy and don’t bug us as we fuck, you can sleep snuggled up with me later, okay? You’re going to have to share me with Warrick.”
I knew hy’prae were intelligent, but I really didn’t expect Effie to react as he did. He gave me another distrustful look, hissed softly once, and then chirped, seemingly to himself, as he went to the couch and assumed his previous position in the middle of it. He watched us intently and peeped a few times as if to voice his displeasure but stayed on the couch.
“Cool. I wasn’t sure that would work. Effie usually does whatever he damn-well feels like and fuck what I want or need him to do. So how fast and dirty did you want this to be? As I mentioned, I can give you as much foreplay as you want before I relax my control and let the pearls appear.”
“A little foreplay would be nice, but I wasn’t kidding when I said I want your cock. I’ve been thinking about it a great deal after your wank in the shuttle and our earlier mutual blow jobs. Did you want me to have my attachment out? It’s not my real cock and balls but I will feel pleasure if you play with them. It’s not necessary for you to do that for me to reach orgasm either. I’ll get most of my pleasure from having your cock pumping in and out of my ass and playing with my nipples.”
“If you get pleasure out of me playing with your attachment then why wouldn’t you want them available for me to play with? Unless you want some sort of denial thing? I’ve had a few partners who were into that. I’ve enjoyed it myself a couple of times, too. I can definitely do some denial play for you if you want.”
I retracted the cup at my groin, my attachment falling free. As soon as it wasn’t restrained, it immediately began to harden, the program and my desires making it reach full erection in moments. He leered at me when he saw how fast I got hard, cupped the ass of my chassis and pulled our bodies flush with each other. My exposed cock wasn’t real but the sensors transmitted very real feelings of pleasure. It certainly felt very good pressed against Tohan’s cock, rubbing lightly against him. His other hand slid to the back of my head, and he pulled my head down the little bit necessary for us to kiss while grinding our hips together.
Kissing Tohan was unexpectedly erotic. His lips were firm and demanding, but I didn’t feel like he was trying to dominate me. I wouldn’t have minded that, but it was wonderful to have a sense of give and take to the kiss. I didn’t usually get that sort of sexual experience with a client, although, to be fair, Tohan didn’t feel like a regular client assignment to me. I’d need to explore the why of that later.
His tongue teased the seam of my lips, waiting for me to open my mouth to him. I was not disappointed when I allowed him entrance. His tongue dipped and swirled with mine, encouraging me to return the favour of pushing my tongue into his mouth when his retreated from mine. I felt the shape of his fangs with my tongue, intrigued by them. He sucked gently on my tongue, vividly reminding me of the pleasure of sucking each other’s cocks earlier. That had been a wonderful experience that I looked forward to repeating in the very near future. He wriggled a hand between our bodies, wrapping his fingers around both our cocks, stroking us in time to the suction he was using on my tongue. The fingers of his other hand lightly massaged the base of my skull, the feeling relaxing, tender, and intimate.
When Tohan slowly pulled back from the kiss, I didn’t want him to. I really liked kissing him. My breath caught, and I moaned softly when he lowered his head and began licking and gently biting one of my nipples. I adored nipple play and could come from that alone. I didn’t think Tohan would have any problem making that happen for me. I gasped in delight when he started to suck on my nipple and automatically cupped his head, holding him to my chest. I had to lock the knees and hips of my chassis to keep from collapsing to the floor in pleasure. He switched back and forth between my nipples, sucking and gently biting them while continuing to stroke our cocks together. He hadn’t been kidding when he said he was a giver in bed. I actually whimpered a little when he pushed back against the hold I had on his head.
“I have an idea I think you’ll like,” Tohan said as he released our cocks, grabbed my hand, and tugged on it to get me to follow him.
He led me to the inflatable pad and had me go down on all fours his hands stroking briefly over my skin and chassis. Effie still watched us, but it seemed like there was more curiosity in his gaze than hostility now. He remained on the couch, the odd chirp or peep coming from him. Tohan ignored Effie and left me for a moment to get something from our supplies. A smile quirked up my lips when he showed me a small bottle of lube.
“No self-respecting Awh’anise will leave home without some kind of lube. Never know what sort of opportunity will come your way,” Tohan said with a grin.
He knelt behind me and ran his hands over the ass of my chassis again. I mentally sent a signal to the mechanical sphincter to relax and open, readying myself for his cock. Tohan surprised me by kissing my hole and fondling the balls of my attachment.
“Can you feel my lips on your chassis? I know you said you have sensors built into your chassis, but I’m not clear on where they are or how sensitive they are.”
“I can feel pressure from your mouth on the asshole of my chassis, which I assume was you kissing me, but no real pleasure from the act since the sensors aren’t calibrated for that. I can adjust the program slightly to heighten the sensitivity, but it won’t be as good as what I can feel through my cock attachment since those sensors are purpose-built for that sort of thing. I assume it feels good to be rimmed because quite a few clients had me rim them. I’ve never been rimmed, so I don’t know how it feels on a personal level. Anything inserted in my ass is felt on a genuine level because that is my real ass.”
“I love a good rimming. Damn shame you can’t get pleasure out of it while you’re in your chassis. I’ll make sure to rim you when you’re out of it so you can feel how awesome it is. I’m going to stretch you good and open because once the sliaru hits both of us, there’s not going to be any slow getting used to having my cock in you, and I don’t want to hurt you once we’re both under the influence of sliaru.”
“I’m more than good with that. I deeply enjoy being fingered,” I said, excitement making my nipples stiffen.
“Fan-fucking-tastic!” Tohan said before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the skin over my spine just a little above where my chassis ended.
Tohan started slow, almost like he was testing to see how much he was going to need to stretch me. The tube in my ass was generally not large in diameter but it was highly elastic and would easily stretch to accommodate his cock. I’d taken a hand multiple times, and the tube never had a problem stretching for that. A cock, no matter how nicely a guy was hung, was not going to be an issue to accommodate when compared to a hand. Tohan was gentle as he stretched me open, adding generous amounts of lube as he worked, building my arousal with every push and twist of his fingers. The tube was fairly short so the touches I could feel from his fingertips were one hundred percent genuine and not generated by a program.
He was very attentive of every little twitch and flutter of my muscles, repeating movements when my body responded in ways that indicated that I enjoyed something. Generally, my real cock would be slow to rise, if it rose at all given the catheter and the way it was positioned in my chassis. That was fine though as I was used to it and could still orgasm, and enjoy it, without my cock being hard.
Tohan didn’t need to only go by what my body was telling him either. I couldn’t have stopped myself from voicing breathy moans and groans of pleasure if I’d tried as he worked my ass open to his satisfaction. It didn’t take him long to zero in on my prostate, stroking it gently but firmly, steadily pushing my arousal higher. When he did stop, I made needy sounds in my throat and pushed my ass back at him, wanting him to continue.
“Thought you might like a taste of sliaru before I slide balls deep into your ass,” Tohan said as he moved to kneel in front of me.
I licked my lips as I stared at his cock. The pearls travelled down the length of his cock, the sliaru giving his skin an iridescent shine. It didn’t have a scent that I could detect, but my sense of smell wasn’t nearly as strong as Tohan’s. He offered me his cock, cautioning me to just take a small lick as sliaru was easily absorbed orally and it apparently didn’t take much to send most people’s lust through the roof.
I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect taste-wise when I licked Tohan’s sliaru-coated dick. As he’d said, it was slightly sweet with a bit of a spicy taste. I reminded me strongly of what Rune called a cinnamon danish, and I’d really enjoyed that the one time I’d tried it. I’d have loved to suck on Tohan’s cock while it was covered in sliaru, but after that one little taste, he’d moved back and grinned at me as if waiting for something.
I was completely unprepared for the intense desire that slammed into me. My balls suddenly felt heavy with seed, and shockingly, my cock went from soft to hard in what seemed like mere seconds. Despite the catheter inserted in my cock, there was no pain from getting hard since I was well used to it and actually enjoyed the sensation when it happened. I moaned softly as my ass clenched and released in anticipation of having Tohan’s cock fill me. My nipples hardened into nearly painful points and demanded to be played with. The need to be fucked and fucked hard was suddenly clawing at my belly surprising me with how fast it happened. I locked my knees and hip joints as well as the quasi-spine of my chassis so I’d remain bent over but didn’t need to use my arms to support myself. I immediately started pinching and pulling on my nipples, my breathing quickening as sounds of want came from me. I’d never felt so aroused in my life.
Tohan glided his hands over my back and chassis as he moved behind me and pressed his cock to my hole. I moaned, and a shiver rushed up my spine as he sank his cock steadily into my ass. He was relentless in pushing his dick into me, and I adored the way that felt. He growled low in his throat when his hips pressed hard against my ass, seating himself balls deep. God, but that felt so damn good—but wasn’t enough at the same time.
I needed him to move. I needed to feel his cock pumping my hole like I needed to draw my next breath. I felt sharp pressure as his claws scratched roughly over the metal of my hips, the move increasing my arousal for some reason. His fingers tightened as he drew back before pushing in again. The desire twisting through me easily doubled, and my balls felt like I hadn’t come in months instead of the hours it actually was. I wanted to rock back onto his cock, but I’d need to unlock my joints and stop playing with my nipples to do that. Pinching and tugging on my nipples felt far too good to stop. Tohan needed to move. Now.
“Fuck me, Tohan,” I demanded as another shiver streaked up my spine. I’d never felt such an intense need to have a cock pumping in and out of my hole. “I need you to fuck me hard. Now.”
Tohan growled again, and I felt something soft yet firm curl around my attachment sending even more lust spinning through me. It took me a moment to realize that he’d curled his tail around my attachment. He started to stroke me in time to the powerful thrusts in my ass, and I gasped at the new pleasure-filled sensation hitting my system. I tugged on my nipples to the same rhythm Tohan was using and moaned as bliss and need flooded my system. He’d barely thrust into me a half dozen times, and I was already so very close to coming. The lust rushing through me was almost painful in its intensity, but it was also highly erotic at the same time. I wanted it to last forever at the same time that I wanted to come immediately to ease the pleasurable ache in my balls.
“Xa’,” Tohan said in a rough voice as his hips moved a little faster and rougher.
A thrill shot through me at hearing that word and feeling the rougher thrusts in my ass. “Ony-ma,” I replied between breaths, the word seeming to come out automatically without any thought on my part.
Tohan growled and leaned over me, repeating the word again before he bit the back of my neck, his fangs pressing hard into my skin, his thrusts getting wilder. I cried out in surprise as release suddenly slammed through me at the highly dominant move. Tohan released his bite hold, repeated the word again and bit me harder, giving his head a little shake as if demanding I reply.
I gasped out, “Ony-ma,” as intense pleasure rushed through me, my cock spurting with release for what seemed like forever. My head spun and every inch of my skin felt hyper-sensitive as I panted and moaned through my orgasm. I had to stop playing with my nipples because they felt so sensitive from the pleasure overload. Tohan thrust hard into me several times before he stilled, and I felt his cock pulse as he hit his peak. I groaned at how good that felt, my eyes closing at the almost too good feelings swirling through me.
Tohan let go of my neck and licked the spot he’d bitten. I could hear loud purring and feel the vibration of it on my back. I smiled, pleased with myself for bringing Tohan to a point where he was purring. Only relaxed or very satisfied Awh’anise purred for their partner. Tohan brushed little kisses and licks over my shoulders, the sensation both relaxing and feeling highly intimate. I liked it a lot and would probably be quite happy to stay exactly as we were for a good long while. Having Tohan buried balls deep in my ass felt perfect and like something I’d been waiting a very long time for.
“I don’t want to take my cock out of your ass, but you’re going to need to work the rest of the sliaru out of your system just like me or else your arousal is just going to climb again until it becomes painful,” Tohan said as he lifted himself from my back and his cock slid from my ass.
I made a wordless sound of disappointment at his cock leaving my body. It’d been a really quick fuck, but it was also powerful in a way I couldn’t quite explain. I’d enjoyed it a hell of a lot and was eager to find out what a leisurely fuck from Tohan was like. I was also determined that before the mission was over, somehow, some way, I was going to have the pleasure of a purely organic fuck with Tohan. Any punishment I might suffer for an unapproved exit of my chassis would be utterly worth it. I was absolutely positive of that.
“I’m not feeling any increased arousal. Matter of fact, I feel very relaxed, but sort of euphoric at the same time. My skin feels really sensitive, too, and I want you to keep touching me,” I said as I unlocked my joints and turned to face Tohan, sitting cross-legged.
He was still hard, and the muscles in my ass fluttered pleasurably at the thought of taking his cock again. There wasn’t a driving need for that to happen in the next few minutes, but I certainly wouldn’t say no to it happening. I really, really liked having Tohan’s cock in my ass. It felt like that’s where his cock was supposed to be, which, in reality, was highly illogical but made perfect sense to me at the same time.
I was erotically thrilled that I could seal my anal sphincter shut, keeping his come inside my ass. I’d never done that before or felt a desire to do so, but it felt completely right and natural to do that with Tohan’s come. That was very odd, and I’d need to examine that thought process later for the why of it. It didn’t matter right now, though. I felt intensely, intimately connected to Tohan. It felt like we were in perfect synch with one another now. I felt as if I could tell him anything, share anything with him, and he’d understand perfectly just like he could do the same with me. I’d never felt so connected with another person. It was, for lack of a better word, spiritual.
“Really? You’re sure you don’t still feel like you need to come?” Tohan asked in surprise.
I tried to focus on how I was feeling physically, but all I was getting was a sense of deep connection and understanding with him. I felt relaxed but hyper-aware at the same time. It took me a moment or two of hard concentration to realize that I’d felt this way before but nowhere near as intently or intimately.
“No. But this does feel very similar to the drug, sinnanhynt or SNT as the locals called it. I was given doses of it during training for a mission. It’s commonly used recreationally on a world in another galaxy. I needed to be aware of how the drug interacted with me and how to still do my job since the probability was almost one hundred percent that I’d be exposed to it because of the client and her lifestyle. Because of what I’m engineered to be, I metabolize many drugs and toxins very quickly. That could be why I’m not feeling arousal now although it did hit me really hard initially, which I enjoyed a hell of a lot. I have to say I really like sliaru’s effect on me and would love to experience it again in the very near future.”
“Cool. I’m totally up for letting you try it again. Not to be rude, but I need to come again even if you say you don’t. That’s easy enough for me to do on my own though. I just need to jerk-off like crazy. I’ll probably come in like a minute or two, and then I’ll be fine.”
“Please don’t hold back on my account. I enjoyed watching you before, and I’m sure I’ll enjoy watching you this time, too.”
“I liked you watching me. It was fucking hot,” Tohan said as he took himself in hand much like he’d done earlier in the shuttle.
It was intensely erotic to watch Tohan quickly stroke himself off. Some of that might’ve been the effect of sliaru, but I thought he was just naturally beautiful as he reached his peak. His eyes were incredibly intense as he held my gaze. It was like I was getting a peek into his inner most self. The strange sort of deeply connected feeling that I was getting as we stared at each other as he jacked-off and came intensified when I would’ve sworn that wasn’t possible. Having such an overwhelming feeling probably should’ve worried me a little, but I felt content and satisfied and like everything was happening as it was meant to happen.
The rational part of my brain was explaining away that deeply connected feeling as just a side effect of sliaru and its similar sensation to SNT, which I knew made people feel like they were intimately, often erotically, connected to those around them. The part of my brain that found ethereal, supernatural things fascinating was insisting that what I was experiencing was not sliaru induced but something that sliaru was helping me to realize more quickly than I would’ve on my own. Once sliaru was out of my system, I was definitely going to need to examine the incident more closely.
Tohan wiped his hand clean on a cloth he must’ve grabbed when he got the lube. He then leaned in and kissed me. I hummed my approval of that. His fingers lightly traced over my skin wherever he could touch as he continued to kiss me. My eyes closed, and I let myself sink into the very pleasurable feel of him touching me. I could very easily get used to that. Tohan gently pushed me to my back, and I let him press me to the inflatable pad. He broke the kiss and laid his head on my shoulder but kept up with the soft touches to my skin. The motion of his hand was soothing and relaxed me further as well as increasing the sensation of being connected to him on a deeper level. I heard him start to purr again, the sound lulling me into relaxing even more. I could definitely get used to this sort of thing on a regular basis, possibly even crave it. That didn’t worry me as it should’ve, but I couldn’t seem to dredge up the ability to care.
I still had questions for him about our respective tatts, but that could wait a bit longer. I was feeling far too relaxed to get into what I was sure would be a fascinating discussion. I also needed to talk to him about our food foraging plans. But not right now. For the first time in my life I felt content and... happy. I wanted that to last a bit longer before reality intruded and pushed me back into thinking of the mission and what would come after the mission was over.
Xa’: My/mine. Casual form.
Ony-ma: Yours. Casual form.