Chapter 15 #2
It’s a simple flick of his wrists, and my robe falls to the ground. But what he really undresses is my cock. He falls to his knees and slowly unwraps me, my skin sensitive from the chain and the gems wrapped around me.
When it falls to the ground, his tongue peeks out and runs up my balls, along the underside of my cock and the gem right in my slit.
My hands curl around his head, and I feel his hum move through my palms.
“I should leave this in you,” he says, looking up at me. “While I suck.”
I shiver as his tongue rolls around the gem.
“I don’t want you to choke. What if you swallow it?”
“Humans worry about the most interesting things. No, this will stay inside of you.”
“How do you know?”
“Because, that is what they are made for.”
My mind flits to him doing that with another human, but before I can delve too deeply into that, I hear him in my mind.
“Enough, my Everest. There was no one before you. You are my only companion.”
I stare down at him, wanting to be upset that he’s in my mind, but I’m finding words nearly impossible when he takes me into his mouth.
It’s warm and tight, his tongue curling around me, his tongue rings sliding up and down my shaft.
And then the gem inside of me vibrates with the sound of his hums.
It’s a lot. My hips thrust forward, tunneling down his throat.
My fingers caress his ears, feeling them flutter under my fingers. He likes being touched. The big, strong army commander loves to get on his knees for me and be caressed.
My cock swells, my balls drawing up.
“Look at me, Rath,” I moan, and his eyes flick up to meet mine. The sight of them, the rainbow prisms, his lips stretched around me…has me exploding into his mouth.
When he pulls away, the gem is clutched between his teeth, his eyes sparkling.
“I did not swallow it.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I murmur, leaning down and kissing him roughly. Our tongues tangle, and I end up on his lap, my legs wrapped around his waist, his tail sliding around my back and trailing up my crack.
I hold on to him, and he does the same to me, kissing me for long minutes until I finally pull away. My lips are sore and swollen, my cock half-hard from being this close to him.
“Your kissing has improved,” I praise.
His eyes widen, and then one of them opens and closes. My laugh ricochets off the walls.
“You winked at me! You big flirt!”
He hums and then reaches for the dick chain he put on me before we left. “We need to adorn you again.”
I lean back and meet his gaze. “I have a question first.” He glances at me, and I ask, “The other…companions, they looked a little high. Are they on some kind of drug or something?”
Rathyn cocks his head. “Perhaps. Vyastil like their humans docile.”
“But not you?”
The end of his tail moves up and touches the nape of my neck tenderly. “It seems I do not.”
“Good, because I’m never going to be restricted again. I was for too many years.”
“I will never restrict you, my Everest. I give you my word. Now come, let me adorn you so we can go back to your world.”
“So fast? I thought you were going to take me to see the caves?”
His eyes flash, a burst of rainbows and stars. “Not today, but perhaps I could arrange something…if you give me what I want. As a reward.”
I let out a huff of breath. “And what is it you want?”
“When I know, I will tell you.”
We travel back through the portals, and when we’re back in The Foundry and I’m tucked away in his apartment, I find my mind wandering.
My legs are curled up beneath me, the Vyastil robe still on my shoulders, the cock chain still wrapped around me.
The gem is gone, though. He took that off me as soon as we arrived back home.
I tried to ask him why, but he just brushed it off.
“Another time, my Everest,” he said. Then another Vyastil came to the door and ferried Rathyn away for a meeting. It’s left me completely alone to wonder.
To think about his universe, even if I only saw a small piece of it.
I want to know more, but it feels like a heavily guarded secret. What could I give Rathyn that would convince him to take me back for a more extended tour?
I let my mind wander, and I feel the prod of Rathyn at my mind’s door.
“Go away. You should be focused on work.”
“It seems all I can focus on is you.”
My cheeks flush, and I let my finger trace along the chain on my dick.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, his low hum rattling around in my mind.
“What I can give you that would entice you to take me back to Erethar.”
“I can take you anytime.”
“Yes, but to explore.”
He says nothing after that, my mind suddenly empty. I sigh and flop back on the couch, wishing Cielo were here so we could chat, or I could at least chat with him. Maybe he’d have an idea of what Rathyn would want.
It would be easier if he were human. Then I’d at least have a starting point. I have no idea what monsters want besides cum. And kisses.
Well, Rathyn likes kisses. I can’t imagine the other Vyastil I saw wanting to do that with their companions.
My mind wanders to other things Rathyn and I could do when I sit up, my mouth parted, my cock slightly hard.
Prostate.
I have a prostate.
I’ve stuck my finger up there once or twice, but I couldn’t find it, so I eventually gave up. I’m pretty sure I’ve heard it changes the consistency of the cum, though. Maybe it would even make it taste different.
Would he like it?
Maybe he’d hate it. I have no idea, and I’m almost sure there’s nothing online about it. I do a quick check to be sure and find absolutely zilch, which is no surprise. They’re very secretive about all this stuff.
But I mean, I should try it, right? Couldn’t harm us to give it a go.
And who knows? Maybe this will be revolutionary. With how stringent the Vyastil seem to be, I wonder if they’ve ever experimented with anything.
Have they ever even tried fucking us? Would that even be something Rathyn would want?
I don’t know, but it seems I want it. My cock is hard, and I squeeze it. It aches. Too bad Rathyn isn’t here. I could really go for another blow job about now.
But his absence gives me time to order the things I need. I try not to think about the human downstairs who has to personally bring up a bag stuffed with different kinds of lube and a bulb enema. And it’s totally obvious what it is because the man just blushes and avoids eye contact.
“I’ve never done this before. I don’t know what to expect,” I murmur, not sure why I’m telling the doorman this, and like expected, he rushes off, not even looking back.
Well then.
I stare down into the bag and pull out the three different kinds of lube.
Maybe I won’t even like someone up my ass playing with my prostate.
My cock twitches excitedly. It may be thrilled now, but when Rathyn’s finger-deep in me, it may have a change of tune.
But I’m in this now.
I’m going to bargain for a tour of Erethar with my prostate.