“Possessive much?”
“I am,” Qylar whispered before stealing another kiss. “You’re mine.”
Kenji’s eyes darkened, his breath coming faster.
Qylar traced that same path he had earlier, a slow slide from sternum to the belt. Only this time, he unhooked it, along with the first set of ties. Opening the front panel, he spotted Kenji’s briefs. “Couldn’t go commando, hmm?”
“I figured it was safer given it’s my first time here, wearing this.”
“If you go commando, I can pull up your robes and have you whenever I want, wherever I want.”
A tremor raced through Kenji. “As if you don’t already have me whenever, wherever you want?”
Qylar fought a satisfied smile as he reached under the waistband of Kenji’s briefs. “But naked under a robe is even easier access for me.”
“Qylar,”Kenji whined, his eyes closing as Qylar wrapped his hand over his shaft.
“Open your eyes,” Qylar commanded.
Kenji’s eyes whipped open, and his gaze locked on Qylar’s.
Qylar coaxed his hand slowly up and down, getting Kenji harder and harder.
“Does that feel good, baby?”
“Yeah,” Kenji whispered, his eyelids heavy as his chest rose and fell faster.
Qylar searched his face a few seconds before zeroing in on his gaze again. “You look so gorgeous right now… your face flushed and glowing… lips already swollen from my kisses.”
Kenji arched his back, his thighs spreading open more and giving Qylar more access. He spread his lower tentacles and curled them under the waistband of Kenji’s briefs and tugged them down without impeding the motion of his hand.
“Don’t stop,”Kenji whispered, his head tilting up, exposing his neck.
Qylar took advantage, kissing and nibbling a hot trail from Kenji’s clavicle to the back of his ear. Kenji writhed in his lap, low, quiet moans escaping his lips. He dropped the briefs on the floor and used his tentacles to unfasten the other set of ties, finally exposing all of Kenji.
“Stand up,” Qylar told him.
From the look on Kenji’s face, he didn’t want to—but he did all the same.
Qylar slipped the robe off Kenji’s shoulders and watched it fall to a puddle on the floor, just as he’d imagined it on the long walk to the apartment. Not that they’d had far to go, but it had taken waytoo long considering where his mind was. He took in the sight of Kenji’s swollen body and ground his teeth together.
After pressing a kiss in the middle of his chest, Qylar slid off the bed and knelt at Kenji’s feet. Qylar hissed in pain, the denim and the metal zipper cutting into his shaft, but he feared taking off his pants too soon because he might not be able to take things as slow as he wanted to. With a look up at his mate, he drew Kenji’s hard cock between his lips and ran his tongue around the glans.
Kenji whimpered and shook, his knees going out from under him. Qylar spread his tentacles and wrapped them around Kenji, helping him stay on his feet. With one hand, he gripped the base, holding it level for his suckling mouth. The other kneaded Kenji’s sac and fingered his taint. More and more Kenji relied on Qylar’s tentacles to keep him standing. He was lost to the pleasure of Qylar’s mouth and hands, his eyes nearly black—pupils blown.
Qylar watched Kenji’s expressive face throughout, except for the brief seconds he nuzzled his nose against the curling hairs at the base of his mate’s shaft before another upward swing. When he felt Kenji’s nuts tighten up, he drew his mouth off for a moment just to ask, “Are you ready to come for me, baby?”
“Yessss,”Kenji hissed, his body writhing in Qylar’s grip.
Qylar swallowed Kenji whole, bobbing his head up and down until he felt the moment his mate shattered. He didn’t stop then, either, but sucked even harder, shoving Kenji into the abyss and swallowing the first jets of cum.
Kenji roared, head fallen back and his body coated in a sheen of sweat. Qylar feasted on Kenji’s salty-sweet flavor, lapping it all up. When all that was left was the aftershocks, Qylar carriedKenji to bed and tucked him under the covers. Once undressed, he slid in beside his already napping mate and curled up around him.
He brushed damp strands from Kenji’s forehead away and dropped a kiss there before drifting off to sleep himself, pleasure in Kenji’s satisfaction all he really needed.
When Kenji awakened alone in bed, he searched around for Qylar. His body felt boneless, a delicious exhaustion weakening him. The idea of getting up seemed too much, but after a few minutes and the distant sound of children giggling, he forced himself up. He drew the robe back on, sans briefs, and walked out to find Qylar.
He rubbed his face as he approached the main living space. The apartment was somewhat like one you’d find on Earth, only more streamlined in the design. Still, the same swirling, wave-like patterns were everywhere. It was multi-level, each room a few steps or lower than the one before it, giving it a spiraling feel, like the curve of a nautilus. It was familiar enough not to overwhelm, unique enough to be fascinating. When he exited the hallway, Qylar’s gaze immediately went to his, a roguish smile coming to the man’s lips.
