Captive
Yuuzen woke with a start, body slicked with sweat, hearts pounding, and bolted upright, staring around wildly. Beside him Choichan flinched and roused, groaning as he pushed himself up onto one elbow.
"Whas'matter?"
His breath shuddering, Yuuzen slumped, closing his eyes.
"She's gone."
"Huh?"
"Tulip. She's gone. I dreamed she was still here."
The Drovonian rubbed a hand across his eyes, then wrapped it around his lover's waist and pulled him back down onto the bed. Yuuzen's eyes were wide and fearful, his breath coming in fast, shallow gasps: Choichan gently stroked stray emerald strands back from the anxious face.
"She's really got to you, hasn't she?"
Yuuzen buried his face in the crook of the Drovonian's neck.
"She terrifies me! She shouldn't - I mean, I'm far stronger than she is, bigger, and I'm a warrior…"
"But one word from her and you've no choice but to do as she says."
Yuuzen's hair tickled his chest as the warrior nodded. Choichan sighed.
"She is a little - overwhelming, isn't she?"
"How can you take it so calmly?"
"I've known someone like her before… Are you alright?"
"No…"
The lieutenant held the trembling blue body close, frowning to himself.
"She hurt you?"
"No… I just… I feel as though she's always there, that everywhere I go and everything I do she's watching me, following me…"
Choichan ran long fingers through the silky hair.
"She isn't, lover. She isn't here now. It's just you and me." He kissed the pale blue forehead tenderly. "Do you want something to drink? Juice? Water? Something stronger? We're not on duty today."
Yuuzen gazed into affectionate orange eyes and nodded.
"Please. Just water."
Choichan smiled and pushed himself to sit upright - only to bite back a cry and collapse onto the bed, twisting onto his stomach. Yuuzen was immediately on his knees beside his lover.
"What is it? What's wrong?"
Grimacing, Choichan raised his tail, one hand going to his backside, gingerly touching the still-stinging welts left by Tulip's crop. Yuuzen stared at them worriedly, biting his lip, then very carefully touched the hot flesh where the red weals blazed sharply against the ivory skin. Choichan flinched, and the warrior pulled back hurriedly.
"I think we have something in the medical box that will help…"
The lieutenant grabbed his wrist, smiling as he blinked his confusion.
"Just get some cold water and a cloth."
A minute or two later Yuuzen returned, a large bowl of cold water in his hands and several very soft cloths over his arm. Placing the bowl on the bedside cabinet, he rested a hand lightly on Choichan's back.
"I don't want to hurt you…"
"You won't. Just be gentle."
Yuuzen sat crosslegged and gingerly bathed the reddened skin, wincing at the tiny tremors rippling across Choichan's wide-opened thighs and buttocks. The raised weals spoiled the smooth perfection of the little alien's backside…
"I hope they don't leave scars."
Choichan chuckled.
"They won't."
Yuuzen worked silently for several minutes, relieved when the Drovonian relaxed as the cold water numbed the soreness - and remembering the events of last night… He gently traced a line from the soft skin behind Choichan's pendulous scrotum to the puckered skin around his anus, blind to the lieutenant's suddenly faster breathing and tensed legs. He paused for a moment, fingertip pressed against the twitching flesh.
"Did I hurt you?"
Choichan's "no" came out as a strangled gasp. Yuuzen frowned and took his hand away, bemused when the Drovonian's backside tried to follow.
"Are you alright?"
"Please will you put your hand back where it was?"
Blinking his startlement, Yuuzen obliged, frowning when Choichan sighed with relief.
"You find that eases the pain?"
The Drovonian mentally shook his head. Beautiful he might be, and an enthusiastic and intensely satisfying lover, but sometimes Yuuzen could be so clueless… He sighed.
"Yes lover, it eases the pain… You could go a little further if you like."
Not entirely sure if he believed the smaller alien, Yuuzen nevertheless pressed a fingertip through the tight ring of muscle, intrigued by the way the hot pale flesh tensed then relaxed around the finger as Choichan groaned faintly.
"Mmmm…"
Yuuzen inclined his head. Well, Choichan had seemed to enjoy it last night… Though seemed was the operative word. He slid his finger in a little further, then pressed a kiss to a pale buttock, between two of the welts.
"Did you like it? Me inside you, I mean…"
Choichan was having a hard time holding still. His penis had slipped out of its sheath and was pressed against the satin sheet, and the feel of Yuuzen's finger in a passage still slick from last night's activities was maddening. He swallowed and tried to stop his voice from shaking.
"I liked it very much. I'd like you to do it again."
Yuuzen stilled.
"What - now?"
Choichan peered over his shoulder. Yuuzen was frowning, expression a mix of worried and uncertain. The Drovonian smiled.
"If you'd like to. I don't want you to do anything you don't want."
The warrior bit his lip. He couldn't deny it had felt - intriguing. Very arousing. Very tight… He gazed at the shapely backside below him, lightly touching a weal with the other hand.
"Won't it hurt?"
Frankly I don't give a fuck if it does, right now! the lieutenant thought. Outwardly he shook his head.
"No, baby. It won't hurt…" he frowned as he felt Yuuzen's finger stiffen then sharply withdraw, and glanced over his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
The beautiful blue face was petulant.
"Don't call me 'baby'. That's what she called me."
Choichan rolled onto his side, grabbed Yuuzen's hand and pulled him close, brushing little kisses over his mouth and jaw.
"I'm… sorry… I wasn't… thinking… Forgive me?"
The warrior melted.
"Anything…"
Choichan kissed him deeply, delighting in the rough tongue that tangled with his own as he slid a hand down to Yuuzen's groin, carefully teasing three fingers between the labia and stroking the twin shafts hidden within. Yuuzen whimpered, a shudder rippling through him: the Drovonian pushed him back a little then rolled over, raising his tail and presenting his backside enticingly. The warrior moaned and moved to kneel between his thighs, gently easing his penises into daylight - then pausing.
"But… last night you were full of… of… 'lubricant'? You aren't now…"
Aroused as he was Choichan didn't really care, but it was nice of Yuuzen to be concerned. He fumbled in the drawer of the bedside cabinet, fingers closing around the small bottle of unscented oil he kept there - just in case…
"Use this."
Yuuzen took the bottle and stared at it quizzically.
"Um… how…?"
Sighing with exasperation, Choichan scowled over his shoulder.
"You either use your fingers to work it inside me, or you rub it on yourself. Or both."
Biting his lip the warrior unstoppered the bottle and poured a lavish amount onto his fingers, quickly moving to the Drovonian's backside as the oil threatened to drip onto the sheets - and Choichan, forcing himself to relax, moaned luxuriously as two fingers slid easily into him. Yuuzen held still.
"Is that alright? I'm not hurting?"
Choichan gritted his teeth and took a couple of deep breaths.
"No, lover, you're not hurting. It feels wonderful." Please hurry up! I just want you in me!!
Moments later he felt Yuuzen position himself, the rough tip of one of the penises pressing against his entrance - then slipping inside, slowly but forcefully. Choichan's eyes closed in sheer pleasure, backside arching upwards, filled and stretched and yearning as Yuuzen began to thrust…
It was delicious. And Choichan knew from his litter-mate that once his lover had come, he could swap organs and use the other penis to fuck, while the first recovered… the species' stamina was amazing…
Yuuzen gripped the pale hips hard as he came, slamming hard against the Drovonian's buttocks - then pulling out and ramming in with the other shaft as Choichan moved with him, forcing him deeper and deeper. By the time he'd climaxed a second time the lieutenant had come himself, hard, and his second erection was rising. Yuuzen lay over his back, gently kneading his groin.
"Shall I stop?"
Choichan grinned over his shoulder.
"Please don't…"
"Then would you turn over? I'd like to see your face…"
In the space of two hours Yuuzen had climaxed within Choichan seven times, and the Drovonian had come twice more. As the warrior lay in his arms, panting, the Drovonian - limp, sated and copiously leaking pearly come - managed to stroke his hair.
"That was so…" He sighed happily. Yuuzen lay quietly for a moment, then,
"What does it feel like?"
Choichan kissed him.
"You know what it feels like!"
Yuuzen shook his head.
"No, I don't. I know what it feels like when you're inside my female part. I don't know what it feels like… to be… what we've just been doing."
Choichan frowned. He really didn't know very much about Yuuzen's species' physiology: he wasn't at all sure it would be safe - or even possible - and said as much. Yuuzen was unmoved.
"Nevertheless, I'd like to try."
Which was all very well, but Choichan wasn't entirely sure he had the energy right now…
He sighed. He'd find it from somewhere… He reached for the oil.
"OK. But you will say if anything even feels uncomfortable, understand?"
Yuuzen nodded.
"Very well. Roll over."
He turned it into an act of worship, kissing the smooth skin of back and buttocks, easing the strong blue thighs apart and teasing both entrances, then very, very slowly easing an oil-covered finger into the smaller orifice, alert for any signs of discomfort. But Yuuzen hardly seemed to notice the intrusion. After a moment Choichan eased in a second finger, then a third: the warrior remained relaxed.
"Can you actually feel this at all?"
The warrior looked back over his shoulder and nodded.
"It's - strange, but nice."
OK - that was a good sign… Choichan withdrew his fingers and positioned his long slender penis in their place, pushing gently into hot tightness…
… and Yuuzen clenched his hands in the sheets and shoved up against the Drovonian, eyes tight shut and head flung back as he gasped, taking his lover completely by surprise. Choichan wrapped his hands around the slim hips and held on grimly as Yuuzen bucked and squirmed and moaned his delight.
And came again, abundantly, onto the bed. As he collapsed in a panting, sweating heap, Choichan began to thrust harder, growling and nipping at the warrior's shoulders and back as Yuuzen groaned and undulated under him. It was intensely erotic, and stimulating, and Choichan yowled as he came, for a moment forgetting to keep his claws sheathed, scratching thin parallel tracks across his lover's skin.
He collapsed onto Yuuzen's back, panting, and for a minute or two the pair lay, recovering. Then Yuuzen began to wriggle.
"What it is?"
"Itches."
Choichan frowned.
"Itches? What itches? Where?"
"Inside me…" Yuuzen squirmed free of the lieutenant, both hands going to his backside and rubbing at his anus. He pulled himself to his knees, his face contorted.
"This is… I can't bear it!" He was using his nails now, leaving dark scratches on his skin as he desperately tried to reach the source of the irritation. Flopping onto his back he gazed up at Choichan, eyes wide in pained appeal, thighs spread wide. "Please…"
The Drovonian quickly eased a finger into the blue body, rubbing firmly as Yuuzen squirmed and whimpered.
"Harder!"
Choichan pushed in a second finger and pressed harder, but to no avail. Yuuzen's teeth were gritted, his eyes filled with tears of anguish.
"Use your claws!"
Choichan stared at his lover, horrified - then withdrew his fingers.
"No. I'll damage you. Come on, let's get you into a bath."
An hour later the warrior lay back in the deep tub, exhausted, lines of pain around his eyes. It had taken that hour, Yuuzen on his hands and knees in the water, before they'd been able to bring the warrior's discomfort down to a bearable level, and it had taken Choichan considerable effort to rinse his lover's body free of whatever it was that had caused the irritation. Which had to be either the oil, or Drovonian semen.
He frowned to himself. His come hadn't caused Yuuzen any problems when the warrior had swallowed it, so perhaps it was the oil? Or maybe a combination of the two? Whichever, it precluded any such activity in future: no way was he going to put his lover through that again!
"How do you feel?"
Yuuzen sighed.
"Sore. But I'm not itching now." He smiled wryly at Choichan. "Thank you."
The lieutenant shrugged.
"Think nothing of it. We'd better not do that again."
Yuuzen's face fell.
"But it was wonderful!"
"The result wasn't."
Yuuzen lowered his eyes.
"No… But maybe if we…"
Choichan shook his head firmly.
"I have no intention of doing that again! It's not funny, seeing you in pain."
"I wasn't in pain, exactly…"
Choichan knelt between the warrior's thighs and kissed him, both hands fondling the twin penises.
"I don't care. We are not doing that again."
Yuuzen pouted - but the Drovonian's lips and tongue teasing his mamillae distracted his attention wonderfully…
Half an hour later, Choichan still buried within him, his mamillae drained and limp and slightly sore from the nipping and suckling to which the lieutenant had subjected them, Yuuzen was nearly asleep in the cooling water, drifting on a haze of contented satisfaction.
These last seven days - Tulip excepted, of course - had been wonderful. He was happy with the little feline alien, happier than he'd ever envisaged being. He wondered, languidly, how Choichan would feel about them staying together…
© 2002 August 31st Joules Taylor Silk and Leather pt 3
