Plaint
"And then she made me lick her!"
Choichan ran long sharp claws delicately across Yuuzen's bruised and bitten shoulders, resting his chin on the top of the silky green hair and making sympathetic noises in his throat. He liked the beautiful alien a lot, and the sex was fabulous - but honestly, Yuuzen couldn't half whinge…
"I mean really lick her." Yuuzen twisted his head to glance up into the Drovonian's orange eyes, the slitted pupils wide ovals in the muted light. "Inside…"
He grimaced, shuddering, and Choichan wrapped slim arms around his shoulders and nuzzled his hair.
"And now she seems to think she owns me!"
"Awww, that's awful, precious. Can I make it better?"
Yuuzen pouted and leaned back against the Drovonian's ivory-pale chest.
"Don't see how…"
Choichan tickled the broad blue chest with the soft tuft of golden fur at the end of his tail, chuckling as Yuuzen gasped and arched up into the touch.
"Oh, I think we can find a way…"
Making love to Yuuzen was a very satisfying activity. Choichan had found him attractive from the start, tall and lean and exotic and extremely pretty with that incredible mane of thick emerald hair, but had never thought the guard would ever notice him, a lowly lieutenant with the space corps. So the invitation to join him for a drink had startled, then delighted, the Drovonian. It had been the first time Choichan had seen Yuuzen out of uniform, too, and the lieutenant hadn't been able to keep his eyes to himself. The warrior had worn silk the colour of old gold, trimmed with tiny topaz beads, heavy gold and topaz pendant earrings and bangles, his hair loose. He - shimmered…
Choichan had thoroughly enjoyed Yuuzen's company. And drinks he would not normally have been able to afford. And the envious looks he got from the others in the bar. The only thing he hadn't enjoyed was Yuuzen's bidding him goodnight and returning to his quarters alone.
But that had only happened that first evening. The second evening Yuuzen had taken him home…
Quite how they'd ended up in the warrior's bed Choichan was never able to remember, though it might have had something to do with the copious amounts of alcohol they'd both drunk. But the sight of the muscular blue body stretched out below him had rapidly sobered the Drovonian. Yuuzen was gazing up at him, eyes half-closed and heavy-lidded, those strange and fascinating nipple-clusters growing erect as Choichan teased them with his tail. Struggling hurriedly out of his clothing, the Drovonian knelt between the strong blue thighs, sheathing his claws and unsheathing his penis as he eased Yuuzen's labia apart, silently thanking his litter-mate - who'd, uh… encountered… one of the warrior's species before - for sharing his knowledge.
Gently separating the twin penises, Choichan slid his own smoothly into the moist orifice below and eased Yuuzen's to either side of the base of his shaft: the pliable organs flexed gently against the Drovonian's balls as the warrior opened his thighs wider, one hand stroking the fuzzy golden pelt that covered his bed-mate's head.
Choichan grinned - then began to lunge into the warrior. Knowing he couldn't compete size-wise with Yuuzen, he angled himself for a ruthless pounding of the sensitive little gland that controlled the warrior's orgasm. Yuuzen shrieked, wrapped his legs around the lieutenant's waist, and came, violently.
The Drovonian stayed motionless, still erect and within his partner, until things had stopped throbbing - then started again, this time adding a remorseless assault on the twitching nipples with his tongue and lips…
They'd not slept that night - unless you counted Yuuzen's brief spells of unconsciousness every now and then after a particularly fierce climax - and spent the next day in bed, only rising to order food and drink, attend to personal needs, and change the sodden, sticky bedding a couple of times. It had been immensely satisfying, if exhausting, for them both.
That had been four days ago, and since then they'd spent their free time together. Choichan was beginning to wonder if he'd ever get a decent night's sleep again: Yuuzen seemed insatiable. It was unnatural in the extreme for one of his species - as far as Choichan knew, normally they only indulged in this kind of activity (with themselves, of course) when they wished to reproduce. Where the hell this… hunger had come from he had no idea.
Or rather, he'd had no idea until tonight. This female humanoid - Tulip? - had obviously had no notion whatsoever quite what she was unleashing when she introduced the warrior to sex.
Not that he was complaining. Well, not much anyway, he added to himself as Yuuzen dropped forwards onto his hands and knees, tilting his hips back and presenting the lieutenant with an irresistibly tempting sight. Leering, Choichan draped himself across the warrior's back and slid into that inviting orifice, hands teasing the nipple clusters as his tail pressed its way between plump, quivering labia.
He bit at the back of Yuuzen's neck, sighing dreamily, as the warrior moaned and came. He could get used to this. He'd like to get used to this. He'd have to talk to Yuuzen about staying together - sometime when the alien wasn't sprawled beneath him, panting heavily, powerful internal muscles pulling Choichan into his own ferocious climax…
© 2002 August 20th Joules Taylor Silk and Leather pt 2
