His fluids erupted out of him in a startling burst as the kropek around the base of his tube released itself. A geyser of shining gold liquid spurted from him once, twice, and again.
His knees went completely out from under him as he came, only his kropek keeping him anywhere near standing as the prehensile lengths of his mane lowered him down to a kneeling position. He panted as though he’d just escaped the Queen’s palace for a second time, his vision blurring from the strength of his orgasm.
When his vision cleared and he was able to stop moaning in pleasure, his moans turned to momentary laughter as he saw the damage he’d wrought to his sleeping facilities. Not to mention his data terminal.
“Z’arth help me,” he muttered, putting a hand to his head.
If this was how hard he came from apictureof Z’Sally, he rather thought seeing her in person might actually be the death of him! To be exposed to her pheromonesconstantly!
He decided it would be an absolutelygloriousend.
A quiet tap on the adjoining bedroom door brought him back to his senses and his kropek shot out to ensure that the door stayed closed. His brother’s voice carried through the thin material.
“Xenoth, are you alright?”
Xenoth laughed at the irony of that question. “I’m fine, Urzan! I just had…an…unexpected fluid buildup.”
“Do you need a container?”
“No, no! I’m already finished.”
Quitefinished. Absolutely dead.
“Mmhm, okay. Well then, do you need a mop?”
Xenoth flopped backwards onto the pillows in laughing exasperation.
“Probably!” he called back, and then, “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to fix my terminal station tomorrow?”
Urzan groaned, his head thunking against the closed door. “Not theterminal, Xenoth! Honestly, what is this, your first time?”
Xenoth just laughed. He laughed so hard, Urzan became concerned all over again.
“Wait, thisisn’tyour first time, is it?!”
“NO, Urzan! Go back to bed! I’m sorry for waking you.”
“Actually, if you’re awake, I might, um, go take care of a buildup issue of my own. I don’t need help!” he added swiftly. “I’ll call Arzog.”
Xenoth threw an arm over his face with a small groan, still laughing. He then cleaned up the mess he’d made. Urzan was still moaning away in their shared cleansing room by the time Xenoth was done.
Xenoth supposed he owed Urzan an apology. Having a constant female-induced fluid buildup must beterrible.
Xenoth’s lips pulled into another smile as he realized that he wasabsolutelylooking forward to any and all torment Z’Sally was going to put him through.
Assuming she came.
Planet-side, that is.
Xenoth swiftly found something productive to try and distract his mind away from thoughts of Z’Sally achieving orgasm. It didn’t work.
“Z’arth’s ingrown fangs!” he muttered in annoyance as his tube began to inflate inside of his slit. “How does Urzan getanything done?!”
He managed to stay significantly quieter for his second wank, and did no further damage to his terminal station, but he was absolutely worn out afterwards.
Before the post-wank sleeping haze claimed him, he pulled out his mobile terminal and sent a fluid-induced message back to Z’Sally…along with a few photos of his own.
Xenoth intended to leave her with no doubts about his desire.
