Chapter 26
26
I almost come again at the mere mention of Hadrell tasting my cum. My stomach tenses as I fight it off, my cock bucking and leaking a stream of pre-cum as my abdomen flexes. Or maybe it’s cum. It’s hard to tell when pulses of pleasure throb through me at a steady rate and my cock is already wet from coming twice.
God, this may win out as the most embarrassing moment of my life. I know it wasn’t under my control, but humping Hadrell’s leg until I came is mortifying, and that’s with the haze of lust still wrapped around my mind. Once the effects of their slick wears off, I think I’ll have to find a different place to sleep. I won’t be able to look them in the eyes for a while.
“Ugh, I’m so sorry,” I groan, unable to stop shuttling my hand up and down my dick.
“This isn’t under your control.” Hadrell moves closer and reaches out to stroke a lock of hair off my sweat-damp brow. “Nothing you’re doing right now is wrong or embarrassing. It’s sexy—or at least it would be if I thought you weren’t torturing yourself with worries about it.”
Heat washes over me at their simple, soothing touch and their reassuring words. Underneath the lust, butterflies flutter inside me at how caring they are. If I were here with anyone else, I’d have run away or begged them to leave me alone until I was under control again. But I trust Hadrell. I care for them, and it’s becoming increasingly apparent that they care for me.
I swallow hard and nod at them. “Okay.”
His expression goes serious, and he holds my chin to keep my gaze locked on him. “Paul, is it only arousal or are you having difficulty thinking clearly? I won’t do anything if you’re not able to consent.”
Unlike what Fina mentioned about her first foray with seladin fluids, I don’t think I’m hallucinating. That would feel a lot weirder, right?
I take a moment to assess, trying to see if anything on Hadrell’s stunning face is more vibrant or alien than usual. Then wait a moment to see if things that aren’t really there appear, like little fairies dancing around in their hair, but there’s nothing that would make me think I’m tripping. My thoughts are lucid and I know if I tried hard enough, I could stop touching myself. There’s just this burning arousal that’s difficult to ignore.
“N-no, I can consent. I’m fully aware of what’s happening.” I groan as my cock throbs under my grip, angry that I’ve stopped stroking it. “Unfortunately,” I add with a weak chuckle. “That means I’ll remember every embarrassing moment of this. ”
Hadrell’s concerned expression softens. “Not embarrassing, l’thran . I love seeing you like this.”
“R-really?”
A devilish grin stretches their lips and the gleam of their fangs makes my breath hitch. “Yes. One of my favorite things in bed is to make someone come as many times as I can. Until they’re begging for mercy. And with you… Vash-ka , seeing you come undone like this, if you’d let yourself release the worries and trust me to make you feel good… it would be incredible.”
Fuck, that does sound good.
Hadrell chuckles and I realize I’ve said that out loud.
He takes a small step back, and I want to whimper at the loss of his touch. “If you’d rather be alone with this, tell me now, and I’ll go. Otherwise, I’m staying.”
My stomach knots in a visceral reaction to the idea of them leaving me. “No! Please stay. If you want to, stay.”
“Mmm, such a good pet,” they purr, dropping to their knees in front of me and tearing my hand off of my cock. “This looks painful. Did I really do this to you?”
“Y-yeah. I can’t stop thinking about how you taste.” I wet my lips to gather any remnants of their slick still coating them. Their flavor suffuses my senses once more, and I belatedly realize I probably shouldn’t ingest more of the thing that’s reduced me to an insatiable, needy creature.
“I’m glad you like it so much. If you’re good for me, I’ll let you have more.”
My cock bucks at the thought and Hadrell laughs. “I’ll let you have more another time,” they clarify. “You’ve had plenty for now.”
A ridiculous part of me wants to protest, even though I know logically they’re doing what’s best for me. “Y-yes, sir.” A furious blush blooms across my skin as the honorific from earlier falls from my lips.
They groan. “Stars, you’re such a perfect fa’sli , aren’t you?”
That’s the second time they’ve used a word that my translator doesn’t pick up. “I’m a what?”
They smooth their hands up and down my thighs, teasing the tips of their talons dangerously close to my balls. “You’re a fa’sli ,” they rasp, taking a moment to come up with another way to word it. “An obedient slut.”
My body burns at the degradation and I have to grit my teeth to not come. “O-oh. Yes, sir.”
Hadrell licks their lips, the sight of their long, dark gray tongue sending a shiver through me. “Mmm, and my sweet fa’sli did so well attending to my needs. You deserve a reward.”
He leans forward, gripping my thighs, and licks a stripe up along the vein on the underside of my shaft. I gasp and buck my hips involuntarily when his dextrous tongue wraps around the head of my dick and squeezes once, before lapping up the pre-cum weeping from the tip.
“Oh fuck, fuck , I’m going to come way too fast.” My abs bunch as I desperately attempt to not come all over Hadrell’s face after one lick.
Hadrell’s glowing eye brightens and they grip my legs to hold me steady. “Come as many times as you want. I want every last orgasm you have to give me. I want you to come until I’ve drained you dry.”
They’ve barely wrapped their lips around the head of my cock before I’m coming, ropes of cum splashing against their tongue and dripping down their chin. The sight of it is almost unbearable with how it makes me ache to see my cum covering every inch of their skin like a filthy compliment to their beautiful saelit. God, maybe shikzeth have the right idea about marking their mates. I wonder if I could claim that humans do that, too.
Wait, no, Hadrell isn’t my mate. Humans don’t even have mates, and neither do seladin. My horny thoughts are spiraling into dangerous territory.
“That was so good, Paul. But I think you can do better.” He licks his lips, then sucks my half-hard dick into the hot well of his mouth, taking me down almost to the base. His throat working to accept the intrusion is enough to bring my cock fully back to life again in a dizzying rush.
“Fuck!” I cry out and involuntarily buck my hips, but Hadrell’s grip on my thighs keeps me from going anywhere.
They look up at me, the intensity of their gaze in both their natural and cybernetic eye knocking the breath from me. They’re looking at me like I’m a challenge they know they’ll win. And fuck if that doesn’t make me harder.
Hadrell sets a slow, torturous rhythm, bobbing their head up and down as their tongue curls around my cock and flicks when they get to the head. I resolve to hold out longer this time, and the sharp prick of their talons pressing into my thighs as I squirm under their ministrations is enough to keep me from losing the battle immediately.
Though, when they go back down to the base and nestle their nose against the thatch of hair there and wink at me as their throat works, I come with a shuddering cry. When I try to pull them off, they narrow their eyes at me and hold still, waiting me out as I finish unloading down their throat.
“God, this is unreal,” I babble. “Even in my imagination or dreams it wasn’t like this…fuck, Hadrell, I…”
He finally pops off my cock with a soft gasp as he catches his breath and gives me a devastating smile. “I know, l’thran . Trust me, I know.”
I bend forward, needing to put my lips on theirs. They meet me halfway, knocking me back onto the bed at an awkward angle as our tongues tangle together in a messy, pleading kiss. The bitter salt of my cum mingles with the remnants of Hadrell’s taste, and it somehow makes the flavor even better.
The lust coursing through my system gives way to a bone-deep desire for the incredible person kissing me. It threatens to overwhelm me as their slick-soaked entrance glides against my cock as they move astride me.
A choked noise escapes me, muffled against their lips, and I pull back to catch my breath. “Wait,” I pant.
He immediately ceases rocking himself against me, brow furrowing. “Everything alright?”
“Y-yeah.” My cock is screaming at me to shut the fuck up and let them take me inside their hot, wet hole, but I grit my teeth and focus. “I don’t want to… God, it’s silly, but I don’t want my first time inside you to be like this. I want to be able to savor every moment rather than have my cock race me towards a finish.”
Hadrell’s brows raise in surprise and they sit up, the movement causing them to grind against me a bit, and my very annoyed cock bucks at the sensation. “I understand,” they say in a low rasp. “But don’t worry, I wasn’t going to put you inside me. You haven’t earned that privilege yet.”
My thoughts race with all the things they could have me do to prove myself worthy.
We both moan when they place their hands on my chest and rock against me.
“Does that feel good to you? Even though there’s nothing touching your pleasure spot?” I ask, genuinely curious how he gets pleasure from it.
They chuckle, the breathy sound sending a cascade of tingles down my spine. “Touching you and driving you wild gives me pleasure. But I also have a vibrating piercing that’s helping out.”
The thought of something vibrating inside them is so sexy I let out a little groan. “Maybe I could pierce my cock with one of those.” I’ve never thought about getting any piercings, but the appeal is clear now.
Hadrell gives me a wicked grin. “You’d do that for me, fa’sli ?”
I almost tell him I’d do anything for him, but even in my lust-addled state, I recognize that’s too weighted to say mid-fucking. Instead, I reply with a moaned “yes, sir” as they grind against me. The motion makes me imagine what it’d be like for them to be inside me, fucking my ass in demanding strokes, and that’s all it takes to push me over the edge.
“That’s it, yes, give me all of it,” he moans, and a few moments later, a splash of his slick joins my hot cum.
“F-fuck,” I gasp, looking down at our mingled fluids smeared between both our thighs. It’s almost a relief when my cock doesn’t surge back to life at the erotic sight.
I let out a shuddering exhale as I realize the heat inside me has finally abated. The effects of their slick must be fading.
Hadrell watches my cock for a moment, and when it shows no sign of rallying, they lean over and press a gentle kiss to my lips. “You did so well,” they murmur.
Fuck, they have to stop saying things like that because my heart squeezes in my chest with an ever-increasing infatuation. Something I’ve tried to ignore, but in the aftermath of what we’ve done, that’s impossible.
“Thank you,” I whisper back .
We linger in the moment until the uncomfortable reality of my cooling cum becomes too much to ignore. Hadrell shifts off of me, and stands, looking like a god of sex and debauchery. They catch me staring and run a hand through the cum on their stomach. “Next time, you’ll clean up your mess.”
My cock tries feebly to twitch at that, but it’s spent. “So there’s going to be a next time?”
A strange look crosses Hadrell’s face, but they replace it with an easy smile a second later. “Well, yes. We’ll need to practice more to be sure we’re ready for the club. There are some other potential scenarios that we’ll need to try at least once, so they seem natural.”
My stomach sinks. “Right. Well, I’m happy to practice as much as you think we need to. I don’t want to let you down or endanger the job.”
Hadrell’s smile falters. “You were perfect. A natural. I’m the one I’m worried about. I thought it would be easier to maintain control, but… Esh’et , Paul, you do something to me. You make it hard for me to remember the game and not pounce on you and fuck you.”
And just like that, the sick pit in my stomach morphs into butterflies. “Oh yeah?” I can’t keep the cocky grin off my face.
He laughs at my reaction. “Yeah. So we need to practice to make sure I don’t mess things up. But once we’re done with the job…” His gaze drags up and down my body. “I’m having you however I want.”