Chapter 21
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Aster’s noises so far were a symphony of moans and pleas that drove me to distraction.
I almost wished I could record it. I could get off on those sounds alone.
I expected more of the same when I dipped my head to swallow his cock and pushed my fingers inside him again. I did not expect him to start wailing.
He twisted and arched, his fingers scrambling for purchase, digging into the covers beneath him.
All while sobbing with pleasure. I had intended to take my time, tease him a little, but I could tell from those sounds that he couldn’t take much more.
It’d be cruel to drag it out. I bobbed my head, sucking on his length while my fingers fucked his ass.
I didn’t think he could reach a higher octave, but his voice kept rising with every suck until he was practically screaming.
Pulling off him, I twisted my fingers, petting his prostate. “Come on, baby. Give it to me.”
Aster looked wild-eyed, and his whole upper body was flushed and sweaty.
He reached for me, intertwining his fingers with my free hand.
I sucked his cock back into my mouth, swallowing him down as far as I could go, and that was it.
He arched off the bed, nearly triggering my gag reflex.
My eyes watered, but I kept sucking, dragging spurt after spurt of his release out of him.
I didn’t stop my hand or my mouth until he collapsed into a puddle of trembling flesh on the bed.
Slowly, I released him and pulled my fingers free.
I raced for my cock while he recovered, yanking my slacks and underwear down far enough to free myself. Watching Aster fall apart was too damn sexy. I fisted my throbbing erection, jerking myself hard and fast, my eyes squeezed shut as I relived every moan and cry.
It took only a few strokes before I was coming into my hand.
I gasped, catching myself on my clean hand as I fell forward.
My head dropped forward, and I took a few seconds to breathe through such an intense orgasm.
Not as intense as when Aster tentacle fucked my ass but pretty damn close.
Watching him fall apart like that was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
Or heard. Damn, those noises were going to be the highlight of my spank bank for who knew how long.
Soft hands cupped my face, and when I opened my eyes, Aster was watching me, a look of concern on his face. “Are you okay?”
I hummed, shifting to sit back on my heels. “Yeah, I’m good. Just reeling a little. How about you? You okay?”
“Are you kidding?” he exclaimed, a huge smile spreading across his face. “That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. Humans truly use their mouths on their partners like that? Or was that just an Enzo thing?”
I barked out a laugh, sliding off the bed onto wobbly legs so I could clean off my hand.
“It’s not just an Enzo thing. Lots of humans do it.
Men and women. I’ve never been with a woman, though, so don’t ask me questions about what it’s like.
” I shuddered a little at the thought. I knew I was gay since I was a kid.
I was not even a little interested in women.
As I washed my hands, a question popped into my head that I always forgot to ask Aster whenever he came around.
“Hey, I thought you said water was only for consumption. Why can we use it to wash our hands?”
“It was recommended by one of the humans we picked up,” Aster replied from the other room, his voice soft and relaxed.
When I came back out, his tentacles were back and his eyes were closed.
He didn’t even open them while he spoke.
“When he found out we were coming here, he made suggestions to get the rooms ready. Running water for the sink was one of his suggestions. We usually use a version of solaray for handwashing as well.”
When I crawled back into bed, Aster finally opened his eyes, smiling up at me as I settled in beside him.
“You guys tried so hard to make us comfortable. But who gave you the bright idea to abduct the world’s military? Abductions probably didn’t help in getting your message across that you were here to help.”
He pressed his lips together, thinking about it. “It was a few of the humans, actually. They worried about their species’ response to us and warned that we needed to take every precaution to protect ourselves. A few have mates who are on this mission and worried they would get hurt.”
I could understand that to a point, but it still seemed like a bad idea. If they’d brought one ship, they would’ve been met with military guards, but I didn’t think the immediate response would’ve been a firefight. Maybe. It depended on who was making the call, I guess.
Unwilling to mess with the sated mellow we both had, I let it go for now. There was nothing that could be done to take it all back, so whatever. I flopped onto my back, exhausted mentally as well as physically. I didn’t have it in me to keep going in circles about this stuff.
It felt almost hesitant when Aster curled against my side.
I enjoyed a post-coital cuddle as much as the next guy, so I pulled him closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.
He sighed blissfully and settled more comfortably against me, one arm tossed over my middle.
I felt myself smile, tucking my free hand under my head and getting comfortable. It was one night. It was fine.
I woke up unable to move. No joke. Aster had twined himself around me in his sleep.
Tentacles wrapped around my legs and waist, and his arms hugged my shoulders.
I don’t know when we switched to me lying on top of him, but I got the feeling he orchestrated that bit.
He was squeezing me like a giant teddy bear, his face buried against my hair.
It was cute, and I’d let it pass and just enjoy it if my bladder wasn’t making demands. But I didn’t have a clue how to get out of the hold without waking him up.
“Aster,” I murmured softly. He only squeezed harder, which made me chuckle.
I peeled Aster off me one limb at a time, scooting back little by little so he didn’t grab hold again once I escaped.
I scooted a little too far, and when the last tentacle released my leg, I accidentally scooted myself off the edge of the bed.
I hit the floor with a thunk and a groan, startling Aster awake in the process.
His face appeared over the side of the bed, filled with concern. “Enzo? Are you alright? What happened?”
“Nothing. I fell trying to get to the bathroom.”
His lips twitched like he was fighting back a laugh, and I flipped him off as I rolled to my feet.
Luckily, the fall wasn’t so bad. It was more surprising than painful.
I hurried off to the bathroom, relieving myself with a sigh.
I heard Aster moving around, but he gave me privacy to take a solaray bath and get dressed.
When I came out of the bedroom, he was speaking with someone on a monitor on the counter while preparing breakfast. He looked up, smiling brightly at me when he noticed me.
“Enzo! Sit. I’m making breakfast.”
“Enzo is awake? I want to see him!” Voo’s voice came out of the monitor, but Aster didn’t move to turn the screen so he could see me. He shot his brother an irritated look and outright refused.
“No. You’ll see him later at the meeting. Was there a reason you called?”
“Don’t be like that, little brother,” Voo scolded. “I only want to get to know your–”
Aster cut him off with a look so dark, it could kill.
Voo wisely chose to stop while he was ahead, letting out a small laugh.
“Alright, I’ll wait to see him. You will meet us after your meal?
Crow says he has to talk to Enzo again. It is important.
” He hummed, switching topics without a care.
“I do enjoy these shorter names. I’ve spread the word, and it makes me smile every time someone uses it. ”
“What does Crow want to talk to me about?”
That question was for Aster, but Voo overheard me, and his excitement dialed up by a lot. “Enzo! Come talk to me! I missed–”
Before he could finish, Aster ended the call, glaring at the monitor for a moment before spinning around to return to his prep again.
I bit back a chuckle, coming around the counter to put my hand on his hip.
He’d gotten dressed before coming out here, but his normal form didn’t have pants, so I could gently rub the exposed skin without being awkward.
He leaned back into me, still grumbling to himself, but his tension settled by increments until he was back to his smiling self.
“They don’t have coffee on the ship, but I got some Dhodoi fruit. It is known to give energy boosts. Maybe it will help?”
He gestured to a star-shaped fruit that was purple on the inside with green seeds.
The dinner last night had been surprisingly delicious, so I wasn’t so apprehensive anymore about trying new things.
I took the bowl of fruit and water he offered me, sitting at the table with him to eat.
Yes, I still missed coffee, but the food was good, and after we were through, I took a few minutes to wake up my brain while Aster took his solaray bath and got ready.
He came back out with his hair done in more complicated twists and braids.
I touched one gently when he came to stand next to me. “Do you do these yourself?”
He snorted. “No. I wouldn’t know how. The dressing system does it for me. I think Shae knows how, but the system is easier.”
I frowned. “What dressing system?”
He tipped his head at me. Now we were both confused. “Did we not show you the system? How else do you get new clothes?”
Uh… Okay, I never bothered asking. The outfits just sort of showed up while I was getting ready in the morning.
I figured Knightley was grabbing them for us when they did a drop-off or something.
My uniform got brought back every time I wore it, so I figured there was a laundry service or something that came around like meals did.
“Show me.”
Aster grinned, taking my hand and tugging me into the bathroom. I admittedly didn’t spend a lot of time in here. I thought I’d seen it all. Tiny shower, sink, toilet, mirror. That was about it, right?
Not right. Apparently, there were buttons on the mirror.
All you had to do was tap your finger on it and a menu popped up with options, from outfit choices to hair styling and cuts.
There was even a shaving option. I refused to touch that button, since this was the one and only time in the military I was going to get away with having a beard without a lot of paperwork and a waiver involved.
I scrubbed my hand over the week-old scruff, smiling to myself.
I wouldn’t get rid of it until I was ordered to.
“I, uh… I like your face hairs,” Aster said shyly beside me. “They feel nice…”
Since he was back in his normal form, his face flushed dark blue instead of pink. It didn’t take much reasoning to figure out what he meant by that. He must’ve enjoyed it last night. A smug feeling settled over me.
Yeah. Definitely not giving up the beard.