“How is it done on Earth?” Rema murmured to me, his blush spreading to his ears.
I grinned. “Well, usually people date… Uh court… for months or even years until they get married. Some never do.”
Rema frowned, pulling his face out of my hands. “Do you need more time? Courtships can last years here too. We can wait.”
Abso-fucking-lutely not. I needed to smash that doubt right here and with prejudice. I jumped up, pushing Rema backwards until he fell on his ass, and climbed over his legs to straddle his lap. I took fistfuls of his shirt and pulled him into me, smashing my mouth onto his in a brutal kiss before leaning away to sit on his lap. “There will be no more waiting.”
Rema’s face was frozen in shock, the pink on his cheeks and ears nearly red. But a slow, dreamy smile spread across his face, his eyes heated, and before I knew it, I was under him and his mouth was on mine.
I groaned, opening for his tongue and met it with mine. The kiss was molten hot, half crazed, and I was flowering all over the place. Wings spread, cocooning us, and the scent of my flowers grew dense.
Rema’s fingers speared into my hair, tilting my head so he could deepen the kiss. He ground his erection into me and I wrapped my legs around his hips to help. My hands clawed at the hem of his tunic until I bunched it up enough to cram my hands under. I shivered at the warm silky feel of his skin under mypalms, the muscles of his stomach tensing at my touch, and his deep throated moan into my mouth had my eyes rolling behind my lids.
The waistband of his pants beckoned me, like the call of a siren, and my hands drifted down, fingers seeking. I didn’t have to search far, the tip of his erection was poking out of his pants and we both sucked in a breath when I brushed it.
Rema froze, the spicy peppery taste of his arousal deepening to a new level I’d never experienced before, and I opened my eyes to see him staring at me, our mouths still fused together. His eyes were wild, shocked, and pleading. I watched him as my fingers drifted down until I could wrap my hand around the top of his cock, the head in my palm, hot and dripping. It was pierced. Dear god, there was a piercing on the head of his dick, I could feel the metal against my hand. Heat flushed through me as I slid my hand further down and found more piercings.
He had a Jacob's Ladder, all the way to the base. Except these were pierced all the way through, instead of just through the top skin. I didn’t know what that was called, but bless whoever did it. His cock was thick, my fingers not able to meet around him even at the tapered tip. The piercing had distracted me from the odd difference. His shape was more spearhead than mushroom, but it was thicker than any human cockhead and that was all that really mattered.
There were bumps on the underside, in between the piercings, that made my mouth water. He was so hot, the skin of his cock smooth as silk, and precum was making him slick. It was going to be serious work to get this monster inside me, but I was up for the challenge. Nothing like trying to cram a log through a keyhole to get your day started.
Wetness flooded between my legs, and I had to fight the urge to whine. More flowers bloomed. I felt vines starting to spread out under me.
As my fist made its slow journey back up to the head of his cock, Rema full body shuddered. Pulling away from my mouth, he moved to brace on his forearms over me, his eyes closing. “That… that feels good, Patty.” His husky, broken whisper almost made me come right there on the spot.
“Has anyone touched you here before, Rema?” I whispered.
He shook his head no, groaning when I went back down, squeezing lightly. His first touch. I was his first sexual touch. Pride, like a lightning bolt, cut through me, and I had to close my eyes for a second to savor how he shook above me.
“Is this okay?” I asked, stopping my hand and opening my eyes to watch him.
He bared his teeth when I stilled my hand, his eyes flashing open. “Don’t stop!”
I smiled, tightened my grip, and stroked him properly, picking a steady, unhurried rhythm. I wanted to see what his cock looked like so bad it was a physical ache, but the tense pleasure on Rema’s face was a soothing balm to the fiery burn of my own arousal. His jaw was clenched, his head thrown slightly back, the corded muscles in his neck tight. Sweat was gathering on his pale forehead.
Did I have enough time to make him come before we had to go meet a bunch of shitty royals and his equally shitty family? Who cared, they could wait. My sweet alien needed some tension release.
His black hair fell over his shoulder in a curtain, and I had to blow a breath to remove a few strands out of my face. “Rema, look at me,” I whispered. He opened his eyes and met mine. His eyes were so dark they looked black, all of the beautiful silver color of his iris swallowed by his pupil. The blush of pink over his cheeks had spread down his neck. He looked desperate… just the way I liked him.
I shifted, bringing my other hand to join the first, keeping my eyes on him while I did it. His mouth parted on a moan as his eyes closed again. I stopped. “Nuh huh, eyes on me.”
“Please, Patty.” His voice shook but he opened his eyes and looked at me with hot desperation. I leaned forward, running my tongue along his neck, nipping him before soothing the bite with a kiss. His deep groan had me wriggling under him.
“Alright, I’ll give you what you want.” I gritted my teeth, and looked down, but his damn tunic was drooping in the way and I couldn’t see anything. I growled under my breath and looked back up at him, watching the flare of pleasure on his face. I picked up the pace, twisting my hands as I stroked him, pausing at the tip to gather more precum in my palms. There was so much! It pooled in my palm, running down my wrist to drip through his pants. I wanted to taste him so badly I ached with it, but this was going to have to be enough for now.
Sweat trickled down his temple, along his jaw and dropped onto my neck. All I could taste was him, the spice gathering on the back of my tongue nearly torturing me with its overwhelming spicy sweet flavor. I wanted to lick it from his body to savor it. I tightened my hands and stroked faster, watching his eyes widen, the flush of pink deepening, and then Rema threw his head back on a loud moan, and came. Hot cum flowed over my hands, soaked through his pants and splashed onto my stomach, my shirt must have ridden up with my movements. I slowed my strokes, drawing his orgasm out as long as I could, until he flinched, overly sensitive. I pulled my hands out of his pants with a grin, meeting his eyes when he finally opened them. He was panting, his breath fanning my face.
I watched him as I brought my hand up, and licked his cum off my fingers. His eyes widened, while mine closed as the flavor of him flooded my mouth. I shoved my fingers into my mouth,sucking his cum off like a starving person. Fuck, he tasted so good. Like chai, sweet and spicy. When my fingers were cleaned, I pulled them out of my mouth and licked his cum off my palm and wrist, opening my eyes to watch him while I did. His breath was coming harder now, and I could feel the press of his still hard cock against my hip.
“Fuck, Patty.” He reached and grabbed my other wrist, bringing my other hand up in front of my face. “Clean this one off too. Lick it all up. Don’t waste any.” His voice was a growling thing, his face tight. I shuddered at this new filthy side to my sweet Rema and did as he told me. Hands on my stomach wiped at me, and then Rema’s lower hands were in front of my face, shimmering pearl liquid covering his fingers. He moved my now clean hand out of the way and then his cum covered fingers were in my mouth.
“Suck,” he ordered darkly, his eyes burning.
I shivered, and cleaned his fingers off, my tongue sweeping over them. I snaked my hand down into my pants to stroke myself. I was soaking wet, my clit a swollen, throbbing thing. Rema looked down between us and groaned. I don’t know if it was because I was sucking on his fingers, or that I was touching myself while I did it, either way, his growling voice did the trick. My orgasm swept through me, pleasure so intense my back bowed while my fingers madly circled my clit, my hips rising off the ground as I moaned around Rema’s fingers.
“By the ancestors, Patty. You are so beautiful when you come,” Rema panted, pulling his fingers out of my mouth.
His cock was pressed tight between us, and I pulled my hand from my pants to reach for it again, but one of his hands stopped me by wrapping around my wrist. I jerked my eyes to his face with a frown. He blew out a breath on a shaky laugh. “The comms are screaming at us.”
