“Kroven, I'm sorry.” I reached out and grabbed his hand without even thinking, needing to feel him, his skin against mine, if this was potentially the last time I was able to be close to him. “I just...I don't understand it either. I've never been attracted to an Orb before,” I inwardly winced, having said the human-made moniker for non-human beings without knowing how he felt about it, but he didn't make any outward indication that it had bothered him. So I kept going. “I haven't been attracted to anyone in a really long time. Far too long. At least, not for longer than one night. So I guess when we were having a nice time chatting during your appointments and then you suddenly left, I know it sounds stupid, but I guess I really was a little hurt by it.”
“It doesn't sound stupid at all,” Kroven squeezed my hand back, our fingers curling together. “This has happened to me before. Humans tell me that they're attracted to me and then once we...start something, they realize that it's all too much.”
My heart lurched. I'd never given it any thought that Kroven might have been protecting himself from letting something crash and burn all over again. I needed Kroven to know that I wasn't like the humans before.
“I’m so sorry, Kroven.” I held onto his hand with renewed vigor. “If you don't want to explore anything like that with a human again, I totally understand.”
“But is that what you want?”
His intense eyes ran over mine, making my breath catch in the back of my throat. With our eyes locked and our fingers intertwined, I didn't even hesitate on giving my answer.
“No.” I said quickly. “I enjoyed our talks, and I'd love to get to know you more and,” I could feel my cheeks getting hot with the truth, but I needed to get it out so that he knew it without any misconception. “I’m think you're really handsome.”
He grunted. “Are you sure it's not the danger you're attracted to?”
“Have you met me?” I laughed. “Dangerous isn't exactly something I'd use to describe my life.”
“But don't you care that I'm not human?” Kroven unfurled our fingers and stood up abruptly, catching me off guard. He started pacing across the argyle rug. “Humans always say they don't care until they do. They always care. It's something I've noticed over the years. Humans care way too much, even when they claim to have convinced themselves that they don’t.”
I really didn't care. Just because I hadn’t had any sort of a history with Orbs didn't mean that I openly hated them. Humans had done terrible things, were still doing horrible things, and we didn't condemn all of humanity for the actions of a fair few. Why would Orbs be any different?
“I don't care whether your human, sangamar, or an as of yet undiscovered Martian,” I smiled big, feeling at ease when he smiled back at me. “I like spending time with you. Not because you're an Orb, or because you're a sangamar. Just because you're you.”
Softening, I saw Kroven's features settle into a quiet sadness. I closed the space between us, reaching for his hand again. He squeezed my hand, turning away from me.
“What if you change your mind?”
I tilted his head toward me with my hand, making sure he saw the conviction in my eyes as I shook my head. “I won’t.”
“And the blood.” Kroven eased his fingers between mine again, his other hand finding a home on my hip. “It doesn't bother you that I'll forever be forced to drink it?”
“No.” I said sternly. “It really doesn’t.”
Both of us were so close now that our chests were touching, and our eyes were scanning over each other's faces, searching for an ounce of unease or something that would tell the other that all of this was too much. But it wasn't enough for me. I craved him, wanted him so bad that I desperately wanted to throw him down on one of the couches and prove to him just how fucking hot he was to me.
Kroven made a deep sound his throat, groaning as his hand on my hip pushed into my skin from over the shirt I had changed into after leaving the center. His voice was deeper than normal when he spoke.
“Prove it.”
Chapter 8
I pushedKroven up against the nearest wall, by the front door, a smirk glazing across my lips as a little huff of surprise barreled out of Kroven. He was grinning when I crashed my lips against his with a powerful need that surprised me. All I wanted was him. My lips, my body, everything just wanted to feel him. Touch him. Knead him. His mouth parted, and I felt his tongue slide against mine, a moan falling into our kiss as I felt the textured difference that his tongue had over mine. It was still smooth, but much more coarse than a human's tongue. And the fact that his tongue was purple excited me.
My hands grabbed fistfuls of his maroon shirt, my fingers playing with the buttons from the bottom up, unbuttoning them with a swiftness I hadn't known I possessed. Because that's exactly what I was. A man possessed, obsessed with the being in front of me, and I wanted to feel his skin. Finally getting his shirt open, I broke our kiss to take in his body. It was practically like a human's except his skin was paler. His pecs were prominent and his nipples were a similar purple to that of his tongue. My cock jerked thinking about what else on his body might be purple. His stomach was pronounced but not overly definedlike the kind of guys that went to the gym every day. The only thing that really made his body less human was the fact that he didn't have a belly button. I stared up at him with a smile, and attacked his mouth again, my hands free to roam over his hairless chest and bare stomach. Kroven groaned with pleasure when my hands charted their course over his beautiful skin.
Kroven broke our kiss, staring at me with heavy eyes as we both panted. He pushed his hips forward, making me gasp as I felt something long and thick against my thigh.
“Do you feel howhardyou're making me, Sebastian?”
I didn't feel like chastising him for using my full name like I had before, too focused on my own throbbing cock at what he had just said. Groaning with desire to see for myself how I was affecting his body, I started pulling at his pants, my fingers moving as quick as they could to get them unbuttoned.
Kroven moaned once I got his pants unbuttoned, and I yanked them down as I sank to my knees in front of him. He wasn't wearing any underwear, making me wonder if Orbs didn't bother with the human custom or if sangamar swore it off for some other reason. I made a mental note to myself to ask him later. My thoughts went back to his dick as it bucked in the air, mere inches from my face.
It was long and heavy, his girth painfully evident, and looked mostly just like a human's. The shaft was the same pale color as the rest of his body, but the head was the familiar purple that decorated his tongue and nipples. The sides of his shaft had ridges on them, ribbed flesh separated by groups of three, with a total of nine along the length before his purple head appeared. His sac was hairless like the rest of his skin, and was a darker shade of pale than his sculpted body.
His cock was dripping pre-cum and I had to restrain myself from diving on it right then and there. But I wanted to savor this moment. I looked up at Kroven, his mouth hanging open in anticipation. My eyes pleaded for him to give me a sign to keepgoing, and when he gave me a little nod, a smirk smoothed itself across my face.
I flicked my tongue out to lap at the clear fluid leaking from Kroven's tip. Kroven shuddered, my hands going to his thighs to help stabilize him. I took his purple head into my mouth and swirled my tongue over it in a few quick swipes, earning a guttural grunt from him.
