Chapter 8 #2
Joel stared back at him and hesitated a microsecond more before handing the weapon over with a sigh.
He turned and walked to the far end of the room, obviously needing time to himself.
Wid gave him his privacy, even after he’d left to return the weapons to the crewmember.
Everyone spent the rest of the day in subdued silence, each boy lost in his own thoughts, wondering what the night would bring when the aliens returned to claim their pets.
Kell strode toward the pets’ quarters behind his officers.
He’d allowed the others to go ahead of him to give himself further opportunity to pull himself under control.
His blood still sang from the combat, the violent fucking of his pet having taken only a little of the edge off.
It had been his first time at killing one of his own and he hoped it would be the last. He’d spent the remainder of the day putting order back in his crew and relaying the events to High Command.
He’d given them the abridged version, in which a questionable mutiny had been quelled.
Fortunately Garen hadn’t yet sent any tale of what he’d done to the home world, and Kell had cultivated enough goodwill during his career that his report and actions had been accepted with little comment.
Marielle’s position in the government would take care of any political noise from Garen’s family.
The last task he’d performed was to lay down new rules for his senior officers to follow with regard to their pets.
But for those human boys, they all would have been killed.
There was no question that they owed their lives to their pets.
From this point on, they’d treat them with greater care and respect.
If he could, he’d send the boys back to their mothers.
Knowing that would cause the very trouble he’d just avoided with High Command, he decided this course of action was all that was left to him.
He’d told his officers that there would be no more brutal force committed against the pets.
If they wanted their pets to give them pleasure, they’d have to treat them with the same tenderness they’d show their mates.
Seduction, if they could manage it, was their only choice.
He knew the risk was that many of the boys wouldn’t want to have any intimacy with their alien captors.
His sense of honor and fairness wouldn’t allow him to do anything else, however.
As he neared the pets’ room, his footsteps slowed.
Doubt about how Wid would react to him clouded his mind.
With fury still governing his actions, he hadn’t given the boy any choice about what they’d done in his ready room.
Now he had to follow the same rules as his officers.
Basic fairness and the need to remain on good terms with his crew dictated that if he wanted to fuck Wid, he’d have to convince him to permit it.
Even though the boy had acquiesced to Kell’s touch in the past and achieved some pleasure in it, Kell wasn’t so foolish as to believe that the boy would truly want to be fucked by his captor once he held the choice in his own hands.
He entered the room with a keen eye to observe how his officers acted and how the pets reacted.
Some, like Firth, approached their boys hesitantly.
The engineer ruffled the hair of one of the boys who’d rescued them before clipping the leash on.
The boy gazed back at him with narrowed eyes, yet went readily enough when Firth ushered him out.
Others, like Narith, greeted their boys with open and genuine affection.
The red-haired human hugged Narith close, a gesture returned by the navigator as he kissed the top of the boy’s head.
It took little time for the room to empty of everyone except Kell and his pet.
The width of the room divided them, Kell standing by the doors, the boy lounging past the pool, arms crossed in front of him.
He eyed Kell with an unreadable expression.
Wid still wore his collar, however, and Kell chose to take that as a good sign.
Slipping the leash from his belt, he crossed the room.
When he clipped the leash on, he kept his gaze steadily on Wid’s.
The boy blinked up at him mutely. When Kell turned to leave, he fell into step beside him.
Kell made sure to keep his pace slow enough so that they could walk side by side.
He wanted to show by deed, if not word, that he valued the human for more than sex and respected him for what he’d done that day.
When they reached Kell’s quarters, he took not just the leash, but the collar off and tossed both casually on the floor.
Wid’s gaze followed the movement before he looked up at Kell again.
The boy opened his mouth, intent on asking a question no doubt.
Kell silenced him by leaning down and licking a trail up one cheek.
In the past when he’d given into the temptation to show affection with the boy, it had always seemed imprudent—a sign perhaps of weakness.
Now that the boy had killed on Kell’s behalf, this kind of effort was imperative.
Wid started at the contact, yet leaned into it.
Pleased with the reaction, Kell clasped the boy’s head between his palms and pulled him in closer.
He repeated the caress on the other side of Wid’s face, then bent down to shower attention on his neck.
As short as the human was, the embrace proved awkward.
The taste of him, though, as always, proved sweet and enticing.
Warm breath wafted across his own face as Wid melted into Kell’s arms. Kell smiled into the soft skin, pleased that his pet enjoyed the wet caresses.
Knowing humans liked to play with each other’s lips, he licked his way up to Wid’s mouth and lavished it with nips and fluttery licks.
His pet surprised him by sticking his own tongue out to meet Kell’s.
Soon their tongues wrestled inside first one mouth, then the other while teeth scraped against the lips.
By the time Kell broke the contact, they both breathed heavily.
They stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments before he picked Wid up by the waist and laid him down on the sleeping platform as gently as he could.
An image of how he’d tossed the struggling boy the first night they’d spent together threatened to sour his mood.
He shoved it ruthlessly aside. Regret had no place in this encounter.
He had an opportunity to make up for his trespasses by lavishing attention on the boy from this point forward.
First, though, he needed to strip off his uniform.
He craved skin-to-skin contact. The way in which his pet watched intently as he undressed sent a jolt through his body. His cock strained at attention already.
Sliding next to Wid, he began the tongue stroking once more, working his way down to the human’s tightly puckered nipples.
He remembered how well his pet had responded to caressing this area in the past, so he licked around and over the nubs.
Wid gasped and wiggled against the touch, encouraging Kell to continue with his fingers even as he licked farther down Wid’s torso.
The boy’s cock also stood up from his body, testament to how well Kell stoked his desire.
Kell didn’t hesitate to do something that he hadn’t since boyhood.
Covering the head of the cock with his mouth, he sucked the rod in.
Wid cried out and bucked up. Kell grinned around the flesh he consumed and maneuvered his body so that he knelt between Wid’s legs.
He sucked and laved the human dick while he slicked his fingers up with his own pre-cum.
Lifting his pet’s perfect ass with one hand, he pressed two fingers against the boy’s tight hole.
Wid groaned loud and long as Kell breached him with a slow, deep slide.
Kell took the human cock deeper into his mouth, swallowing around the rigid flesh.
At the same time, he pressed and massaged the sensitive gland that he’d been delighted to find the humans also had.
His efforts were rewarded by Wid wildly moaning and thrashing.
It took no effort for Kell to trap his pet in his grasp as he brought the boy to climax.
With a long keening cry, Wid shot his cum down Kell’s throat.
Wid lay gasping from the force of his orgasm.
He clenched and unclenched his fingers and toes against the slippery bedcover as his hole spasmed around Kell’s thick fingers.
Holy fuck, of all the scenarios he’d painted in his head about what the night held in store for him, being seduced and sucked off hadn’t been among them.
With slitted eyes, he gazed up at the creature who’d somehow morphed from captor to lover.
Bottomless black orbs stared down at him with an intensity that sent a delightful shiver down his spine.
Wid flicked his tongue across his bottom lip at the sight of Kell’s large cock weeping between Wid’s legs.
He sucked in his breath waiting for Kell to replace his fingers with the thicker, longer rod.
Instead, Kell simply slid his fingers out and sat back on his haunches.
Wid’s hips bucked up instinctively in an effort to maintain the contact. He groaned in frustration when he met only air. “What are you doing?” he panted. “Why aren’t you fucking me?”
Kell tipped his head to one side. “Is that what you want, pet?”
Wid groaned again. “God, yes! What are you waiting for?”
“Permission.”
The single word, spoken quietly, stunned him. Opening his eyes wider, he studied the alien, trying to see if there was some kind of teasing going on. “Seriously? You’ve never asked me before.”
“Now is different.”
“Because I helped rescue you?”