Chapter 24 #2
There was only Holly. Her pleasured whimpers.
The warmth of her skin. The wet tightness of her sheath still rippling around his length, encouraging him to come further inside.
Practically begging for him to not hold back, to shove his knot inside, let it close off her channel, and fill her with his seed. Fill her with his pup.
No. He gave his word. He wouldn’t betray her like that. Though it was so tempting, he wanted her to beg for his seed first. With her words as well as her body.
For now, he instead luxuriated on how good she felt. He normally couldn’t come without his knot being stimulated, but the combination of the tight, hot, wet, and gripping clench of her cunt more than made up for the lack around his knot.
He could just imagine how it would feel when he was buried deep.
“Come,” he ordered, on the verge of breaking himself. “Come for me now!”
Holly whimpered, her head thrashing, her hands grasping at the bedding, then her own breasts, then down to his wrists as he continued to jerk her up to meet his thrusts. He had to feel her climax around him again. If he couldn’t submerge his knot, he had to feel her intimate massage.
He dropped her hips but followed her down, pounding her into the mattress, holding himself up with one hand while the other reached between their bodies to play with that delightful clit of hers. The source of her pleasure, conveniently right where he could manipulate it.
She screamed when he began to vigorously rub the nub, his fingers slipping through the slick she was producing for him. Her back began to bow, her eyes widening as her heels dug into his ass. The height of her pleasure right there.
Just a bit more.
He groaned, his sac tightening as his own release threatened.
She broke, all her muscles slamming down on his shaft. If he wanted, he wouldn’t have been able to push his knot through the tightened ring. But the pulsing grip of her walls was all he needed. He came with a roar, hunching over her body.
Without the pressure on his knot, his seed couldn’t burst forth. It dribbled, only a small amount of the true load he wished he could give her. The climax, therefore, was incomplete, but, by the ancestors, he couldn’t remember ever coming so hard or so long.
His knot was untouched, his sac full, but still she reduced him to a groaning, jerking mess as he continued to force tiny thrusts against her as the waves of pleasure wracked his body.
The two of them, panting and sweating, didn't move for several, long minutes.
Holly recovered first, her hands moving slowly as she caressed his back.
Romival kissed her neck, curling tighter around her.
Her body retained its warmth so well, and she felt even softer now in the wake of their mating, as though the pleasure had turned her to jelly.
“Wow,” she said, breathing the word in her own language. He didn't understand it, but he recognized a gasp of amazement when he heard one.
Chuckling, he rolled over, his cock slipping from her warmth. His knot was still rounded and pulsing, angry at being refused her embrace, but the rest of his member was softening.
Holly was focused fully on the appendage, biting her lip as she stared, eyes wide in amazement. “Oh, wow. No wonder…”
“Hm?” He put an arm around her and pulled her into his side, holding her close as she continued to stare at his dick like she had never seen one before.
Ah, of course. She had never seen one before. At least, not a domini one.
“Is it so different from human males?” He asked, stroking his fingers down the dip of her waist and up the curve of her hips.
“Well,” her face turned pink again as she pointed awkwardly, “human men don’t really have, er, the… the ridges. I mean… wow… those felt amazing.”
“They better. They’re there for you.” Romival turned and made to kiss the top of her head, missing and hitting her forehead instead when she looked up at him.
“For me?”
Romival took hold of his member and lifted it for her perusal, showing the triangular shaped layers of ridges that came down from the head at the top, pointing towards his groin.
“Unlike you, domini females have a pleasure center inside their channels. The ridges stimulate them. I’m glad to hear that they work for you as well. ”
“Oh,” She whispered, her hand hovering over it like she was scared to touch the already re-hardening flesh. “The head is a bit different too. More… triangular? I guess.”
“It fits into the entrance of a domini female’s womb.
I suppose human males must have something about here to stimulate your pleasure?
” He pressed with his thumb against his pelvis, right over his cock, where her clit met his flesh.
“Or maybe under? What is the natural breeding position of your species?”
She flared brighter pink. He loved to see it. “I don’t… I mean, I guess face-to-face? But human men don’t really have anything like that.”
“Then how do they pleasure your little flesh nub?”
“With their fingers? Like you did.” She was biting her lip now, her head tucked into his chest as her embarrassment flared.
But he was just confused. He had used his fingers because he didn't have anything naturally there to stimulate that button as he assumed human males must. He was pleased, on one hand, that he could pleasure her the way she liked, but it did seem odd.
Nothing to pleasure her clit and no ridges to stimulate her internally?
“What do human males have?” He asked, looking at his own cock, trying to imagine it without a knot or ridges or with a different head shape.
“Well, the head is round,” she started, reaching down and finally touching it. The brush of her warm, soft fingers over the head made it jump and her giggle. “The head has a ridge like yours here, but not these ridges. Or the knot. And they’re not this… big. They have veins though, like this…”
As she spoke, she was running her fingers along his shaft, teasing and touching the various features as she described their counterparts on human males. Or, it seemed, their lack of counterparts. Did humans just have a shaft with a head? That seemed like the most basic possible phallus.
“Holly?”
“Hm?” She was distracted by his knot. She couldn’t wrap her fingers all the way around it and she seemed to be marveling at the way it heated and pulsed under her touch.
“May I examine your cunt on my big med scanner?”
She looked up at him, surprised, her hand still on his cock. “You haven’t already?”
“I looked neither at your cunt nor your naked skin. It seemed wrong without your permission.”
She blinked once, twice, then broke out in a wide smile. “Oh, Romi! That’s so sweet!”
“It is?”
“You absolutely have my permission to look at whatever you want. I just assumed you would when I gave you permission to scan me.”
Romival shook his head. “I would not be able to look upon your body without desire. No matter how clinical my gaze started. Nor would I just assume you would be all right with it.”
“You’re so nice.”
“It really seemed like basic courtesy,” he frowned, now worried. Surely, such restraint wouldn’t merit that much gratitude. “But I would like to see the shape of your cervix and your sheath. I want to explore your pleasure organ further as well.”
“Peruse to your heart's content,” she said, smiling at him. “I really don’t mind. Speaking of, did you get the scan earlier?”
“Ah.” Romival turned from her and leaned over the side of the bed where the device fell. As he did so, Holly scooted up his bed and pulled the blanket up over her body. As she did so, however, she frowned, then reached between her legs.
“Er, Romi?” She pulled them out, her fingers glistening with her juices and what little of his spend was able to emerge without pressure on his knot. But she was frowning at it.
“Don’t worry,” he said, pulling the blanket over his body as well, then pulling her flush with his side before he finally focused on the scanner. “The sheets are designed to absorb the fluids. And much more than that paltry amount.”
“Paltry?” She looked at him, shocked. “Romi, it’s all over my hand.”
“Just your digits. Your palm is clear.”
“Not the point. This is a lot!” She gestured again with her wet fingers.
Romival frowned. “Is it really? Compared to what?”
“Human men come about this much too. You said it wouldn’t come out.”
“I said only a small amount would come out. That is only a fraction of my usual spend.”
Holly looked shocked. “A fra… How much do you come at once?”
He shrugged. “I’ve never measured my amount personally, but the average male domini ejaculate volume is about ninety-five milifluids.”
“I don’t know how much that is.”
He cupped his hands, his fingers overlapping. “About this much, if it were filled with water.
“All that?!” She gasped, staring into his empty palms.
“How much do human males spend?
She lifted her fingers, showing him the shining seed that covered her fingers, just enough to shine, not even enough to drip.
He frowned. “You lie.”
“They say human guys only come like a teaspoon? I think? Or is it a tablespoon? I can’t remember. Only about this much.” She made a shallow circle with her fingers that made his jaw drop.
“Surely not. You said your species was incredibly prolific.”
“I mean, we are.”
“Yet, your males only produce so little seed? How is that possible?”
Holly just stared at him. He honestly expected some kind of answer. Like, maybe, it was a paltry amount, but it was spread right over a waiting egg or maybe that they had multiple climaxes in a row, producing a greater volume over time. But she just stared.
He stared back. She looked awkward. He shook his head.
“Never mind,” he said, pulling her back into his side. “I’m sure if I find your Earth, I will have the chance to examine human males myself.”
“So, wait,” she looked at her hand. He used the corner of the sheet to clean it off. “You’re sure that this isn’t enough to make me pregnant?”
Romival laughed. “That little amount? Hardly. And I didn’t even knot you. There was definitely not enough pressure to get it through your cervix. No. Certainly not.”
Holly still looked unsure, but she didn’t question him further. Completely convinced that it couldn’t happen – it would have been easier to be accidentally struck by lightning while wearing an anti-conductive suit – he instead turned his attention to his med scanner.
The height of Holly’s arousal had also been the end of his control. He had barely been able to hold the device steady enough to successfully complete the scan. In fact, he wasn’t sure until he turned it back on, that he had succeeded.
He wouldn’t have been upset if he failed. That just gave him another chance to do it again.
He couldn’t lie, he was going to do it again anyway.
There was an actual thrill running along his arms as he opened the read out.
The handheld scanner could only provide textual information, no holo displays. That made it more complicated than the larger machine, because the reader had to be able to understand the text version by just looking, but he had been studying medical sciences just for that purpose.
He growled, excited as he read about the physiological changes of Holly’s arousal.