10. Farr’vye
Each passing second that my human stood naked and untouched in front of me became unbearable. My cock was full and heavy, and I had not even grazed it against his skin.
I was elated by his trust in me. It was only recently that he would not even make conversation or even meet my eyes. Now he stood, face and body exposed to me. Only me.
I ran the tips of my claws gently up his sides, careful not to puncture that delicate skin.
“Will you show off this body of yours to others?” I asked.
His breath caught. “What do you think?”
“You may do as you wish. But my honest answer is that I want it all to myself.”
Assistant 23 shuddered. A hazy expression floated across his face. “Yeah, I like that.”
As my claws raked along his body, I saw two pink nubs on his chest harden and grow darker. I wanted to taste them. Angling my head lower, I licked my maw before letting my tongue dart out to tease the closest one.
“Ah,” Assistant 23 gasped. “My nipple…”
“A cute word for a cute body part.”
He squirmed as my tongue danced and swirled around it.
“Nobody’s ever touched them before. I didn’t know it felt this good,” he mewled.
I brought a tentacle pad over to tease the second one. Within seconds, Assistant 23’s breathing turned ragged and shallow. His back arched and he bit his lower lip. His cock was hard, straining against his belly.
I wanted to do anything and everything to him. But this was only our first encounter. There would be many opportunities to tease him in every possible way.
As I toyed with his nipples, I allowed my second tentacle to reach for his erection. He sucked in a loud gasp when I made contact.
“N-no, don’t,” he said. “I’ll come right away if you touch me there.”
“What if that is my wish?”
His green eyes flew wide open, staring at me. “But… won’t sex be, um, over?”
I let out a warm chuckle. My sweet naive human.
“Sex is an experience, not an orgasm,” I told him. “Relax and let me take care of you.”
Assistant 23 trembled. His pale face was flushed pink from ear to ear. Unable to speak, he merely nodded.
With my tongue and tentacle teasing his nipples, and my second tentacle wrapped gently around his cock, I began to pump him.
He was already throbbing, desperate for release.
I knew it from each frantic twitch against my sensitive tentacle pad.
A stream of small moans flowed from his mouth, and the lewd sounds were just as musical as the rest of his voice.
“Farr’vye,” he whimpered. He was hoarse now, lost to lust and no longer caring how he sounded. “I’m—fuck…”
The last curse was broken as he bucked his hips. I tightened my tentacle around his erection, providing delicious suction as he moaned and rocked his hips faster.
He finished with a sharp cry. Instantly, I dropped my gaze to the head of his cock and stared, enraptured, as white rivers of ejaculate spurted from him. My heart raced and my feelers pulsed wildly. Watching him orgasm was fascinating.
I needed him to come again.
Assistant 23 tried to catch his breath. “I need to sit, I’m gonna collapse,” he wheezed.
I grasped his shaking hips with my hands.
“No need. I will hold your weight,” I promised.
His eyes were dark and half lidded. “Farr’vye…” He glanced at my cock, curiosity lighting up his gaze. “Um… Can I?”
Desire rolled through me.
“Yes. No need to ask, little human.”
The angle was awkward, so I pulled Assistant 23 down to the floor to sit in my lap, with his back against my chest. He looked shy at first, blushing and smiling awkwardly at our new arrangement, but it faded when he turned his focus to my cock. He was in the perfect position to touch me.
At first, his movements were slow and unsteady. His fingers splayed out as he placed his palms on me. A low growl rumbled in my chest. He must have felt its vibration through his back because he let out a small sound of surprise.
“That good?” he asked with a breathy laugh.
“Yes.”
“All I did was put my fingers on you…”
“When your mere existence arouses me, your touch is a state of euphoria.”
Assistant 23 flushed deeper. “Jeez, what are you, some kind of poet?”
I smiled at him. “Keep touching me, little human.”
He huffed. His hands moved up and down, deliberate and gentle, as if warming up.
“You keep calling me that. I have a name, you know.”
“Assistant 23 is not your name. It is your designation. A label from a different lifetime.”
He paused, then tilted his head back to look me in the eyes. He seemed surprised I had brought it up.
“That’s… true, actually.”
A beat of silence passed.
“Can we talk about this another time?” he asked.
“Certainly.”
He sighed in relief, then resumed touching my cock. I let the topic slide as pleasure crashed over me. His touch was everything. My body lit up in ways I had never imagined. The simple feeling of his two small palms stroking my cock was enough to bring me close to the edge.
Assistant 23 breathed faster. I caught a peek over his shoulder and noticed his cock was hardening again.
“Sweet creature,” I purred, nuzzling his cheek from behind. “You are so easy to please.”
He swallowed. “I can’t help it. Yours is so… big. And different.”
I chuckled. To me, mine was ordinary, while his was truly special.
“Hey,” he began. “Can you come just from this? Or do you need to, like, put it inside me?”
He said the latter with some hesitancy. I suspected that he had doubts about penetration.
“I could come from existing in your air,” I explained.
He groaned, going red in the face. “Come on! Be serious.”
“I am being serious. I will show you sometime.”
Assistant 23 grunted. As if trying to prove a point, he rubbed his hands faster along my cock. Pleasure rushed straight to my core, and I growled again, speeding closer to release. I knew it would feel incredible, but I did not expect to lose control so quickly.
“Do not be alarmed,” I ground out between huffs.
He kept stroking. “By what?”
“By the amount of—”
I could not finish my sentence. A crest of pleasure ripped through me, violent and sudden.
My cock throbbed so hard that it pinned Assistant 23 against my chest. He barely had enough time to squeak in surprise before a massive load of pollen erupted from my cock.
It shot out, pouring over his head until his entire body was drenched with thick golden liquid.
It seemed never to end, such was the intensity of it.
When I could finally breathe again, I glanced down to assess my human’s condition. Right now, he looked less like a man and more like a sticky mess in the shape of my beloved.
“Ah,” he croaked. “Okay, now I understand why you warned me.”
I grinned. It was unfortunate that I deeply enjoyed the sight of him like this.
“My apologies.”
Assistant 23 wiped his face clean. He did not seem upset. More surprised and curious. “It really does look and feel like honey. I wonder if...” He licked the back of his soaked hand, and his eyes went wide. “Oh! It does! It tastes like honey!”
A gratified groan escaped me. The sight of him eagerly licking up my ejaculate was more than I could handle. Another milder orgasm struck me, and I came over him a second time.
Assistant 23 coughed through his laughter. He shook his head, rubbing his forearm across his face.
“Okay, is that it? Are you done now?”
“For the moment,” I breathed. “Was it too much?”
The human licked his lips. “Yes. But it’s good. It’s, um… warm. It’s kind of comforting. Like a cum blanket.” He burst out in a hoarse laugh. “Shit, what am I saying? I’m losing my damned mind.”
My fingers carded through his slick hair. He was tantalizing like this, coated head to toe in my pollen.
“As wonderful as you look, I will clean you up,” I said. “Let us go to the stream.”
The dazed expression on Assistant 23’s face vanished. He sat upright, frowning. “Wait, how? I can’t put my suit back on, and I don’t want the whole village to see me like this.”
“Do not fret.”
I checked the front door. Just as promised, Paz had delivered a pair of Linn’ar’s knitted coverings. One was yellow, and the other was bluish purple. Both had hoods. I brought them inside for Assistant 23.
“Here, little human,” I said. “Coverings for your body.”
He pouted. “But I’m all sticky.”
“There are two. One for being clean, and one for being dirty. We can wash them afterward.”
He considered this, then nodded. “Okay. But maybe we can ask Linn’ar for a washcloth or something.”
It was Assistant 23’s first time leaving his home without his hazmat suit. He was fully dressed in the fluffy yellow covering, including the hood pulled tight around his head, but it was a step forward.
When we reached the water, I gestured for him to sit. He folded his legs beneath his bum and pulled back his hood. Then he glanced nervously over his shoulder to ensure we were alone. He had not fully kicked the habit, but exposing his face in broad daylight was brave.
“You are less anxious,” I pointed out. “I am proud of you.”
His green eyes were full of emotion. “Thanks. It, um… felt easier with you.”
“I am glad. Now, remove the covering so I may clean you.”
Assistant 23 chewed his lip but obeyed and stripped. His skin was still coated in my pollen. Although I had tucked myself back into my cloaca, I felt it twitch with arousal.
“Kneel in the water,” I instructed. “I will sit behind you and block your body with my own.”
He smiled shyly. “Thanks, Farr’vye.”
My human lowered himself into the water and curled into a ball with his nose above the surface. We were downstream, and the flowing water was already cleansing his skin. He sighed softly as I massaged his shoulders with my hands and his sides with my tentacles.
“Feels nice to be taken care of,” he murmured.
My heart squeezed with affection. “I will do it forever.”
“How can you say stuff like that so easily? I mean, what if we have an explosive disagreement? Or what if you get bored of me? I’m not that interesting.”
My fingers dug into his shoulders a little harder than I intended. I loosened them.
“That will not happen,” I promised.