The water immediately sprayed down from above and up from below, shifting to a swirling torrent that circled his body clockwise, the water pre-set to just the right temperature for his preferences, the energy field keeping every last molecule withinits boundaries, his floor, walls, and ceiling completely dry no matter how much the water might splash.
“Harder,” he commanded. “Hotter.”
The system reacted at once, knowing what this command meant in the context of Draikis’s preferences.
The water heated instantly, the power increasing by thirty percent, feeling pretty amazing as it hit his flesh hard enough to make it ripple from the force, providing a hot liquid massage from head to toe, but avoiding high-pressure to his face—a safeguard for the device after its initial tests discovered the potential issue in a particularly painful quality assurance cycle before being approved for public use. The part of the stream striking his groin felt particularly good, his girthy length hardening from the sensation.
“More here,” he said, directing the water’s flow, his hand sliding over his cock, showing the system where exactly he meant.
The thumping rhythm of the water dropped to just one spot and pulsated steadily over his rapidly engorging manhood, the nerve endings singing with joy at the sensation. “Yes, right there.”
Draikis felt his breath catch in his chest, the feelings were so intensely good, his cock utterly buzzing with sensitivity even though it was still not fully erect. His mind wandered a moment to Ella. Her face, her eyes, her lips. The way her body looked when he studied her skin. How her nipples were so hard when he grazed them.
He tried thinking of something else. Anything else. Focusing on only the pleasant sensation of the water. Or past lovers from his days before he was a priest. But try as he might, Ella kept surging to the front of his thoughts, and with the intrusive thoughts of her arrival his arousal increased exponentially.
“Nnngh,” he groaned, his hand instinctively wrapping around his length, the entirety of which had abruptly grown steel bar-hard at the thought of her.
It was incredible, how quickly he’d swollen to full rigidity, but this strange human woman had taken hold of some part of him, and there was nothing he could do about it. He stroked himself, squeezing and sliding his grip over the rings and bulbous protrusions that lined his cock, each of them vibrating stronger as he became more and more aroused.
“Yessss,” he murmured, the head of his cock pulsing hard, a steady trickle of hot pre-cum leaking from him as his hefty balls began to contract closer to his body as his much-needed climax neared, pulling up, the angle increasing the tension on the sensitive underside.
He stroked faster, needing this release almost as much as he needed air to survive. His body was a ball of buzzing tension, and it needed to be let out. Draikis fought to push Ella’s face from his mind, but it was no use. She was now inexorably linked to this moment, and it was with her at the forefront of his mind that he cried out as his manhood erupted in a geyser of hot jism, his legs trembling from the force of it, his abs clenched rock-hard as he came.
The gush of cum sprayed up across his chest, splashing hot on his skin, his Infala seeming to jump at the feel of it, the long-dormant rune awakening and twitching from the warmth of his massive load. Again and again, he spurted, emptying himself while the water blasted his now overly sensitive cock.
“Stream up,” he stammered, the water hitting his chest, washing the shockingly voluminous quantity of cum from his chest and torso.
He’d been straining hard, pulling his cock in an upward manner so the water could better hit the tender bottom of it, but now the result was something he hadn’t expected at all.He’d masturbated as an adult, naturally. There were no rules against that in the order. But this was different. The way Ella had invaded his thoughts. How his body seemed to act of its own accord. And, of course, how he’d come as hard as when he was just a hormone-filled teenager ready to pop at a change in the wind.
“What the hell was that?” he wondered, more thoroughly rinsing himself clean as his pulse slowly began to diminish.
He stood in the water a long time after he’d cleaned up, thinking ponderously, surrounded by a cloud of steam. Finally, he shut off the flow and activated the auto-dry system. A moment later he moved to his bed and lay down, staring up at the ceiling.
“This could be a problem,” he said quietly to the air. “And I fear it’s going to requireallmy willpower.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Unaware of Draikis’s distress not far from her own room, Ella lay awake staring at her ceiling, thoughts, emotions, as well as some really strange new feelings running amok in her amped-up body. She’d tried to sleep, practicing her four-count box-breathing she’d learned in a yoga class one year, as well as focusing on relaxing each individual body part one at a time until her whole musculature was at ease.
That didn’t work.
In fact, it was a particularly bad idea where sleep was involved as the more she focused on her body, the more she could sense it was changing. And nothing felt stranger than the faint buzz of the new tattoos embedded in her skin.
Sure, she expected some new sensitivity—she had just received rather ornate designs all over her body, after all—butthis? This level of distracting feelings shooting through her was a bit too much to ignore. Especially the one in the middle of her chest.
The Infala, she mused, her fingers absent-mindedly drifting up her body to touch it, almost expecting a static shock from thecontact. There wasn’t one, of course, but there was something else. Something deeper. More primal.
Ooh, now what isthat? she wondered as she gently caressed the marking.
Odd jolts of both pleasure as well as something else surged through her flesh. The pigment was alive, a symbiotic plant extract that would now live out its days bonded to her body. But this was more than her skin feeling extra delightful this evening. She felt something else. A strange almost tugging sensation, as though something nearby was calling to her, its song picked up and amplified by the fascinating new rune on her chest.
The sensation shifted abruptly, a weird feeling almost as if she was being doused with warm water ran over her body. A moment later she felt herself become quite wet, but not from any shower or bath.
Ella’s body was absolutely buzzing, as if a switch had been thrown, and there was no way to turn it off.
“Fffffuuuuuck,” she groaned as the strange wave of pleasure surged hard, her clit thrumming as her folds engorged from whatever the hell this was.
It felt good.Really, really good, and she wasn’t about to complain.
