Titan startled at the sudden loss of contact. He started to voice what was probably some kind of protest, but Ezra waved a hand and muttered, “Hold on a sec,” then leaned over, digging around his cluttered bedside table until he found a pen and a Taco Bell receipt—of which there was more than one, because despite Jude’s warnings about his own chalupa mishap while he was pregnant, Ezra had craved Taco Bell more when he was carrying Titan’s clutch than any time he had ever been stoned, and that was fucking saying something.
“What is occurring?” Titan asked when Ezra settled back down and smoothed the receipt face down over his thigh. “I thought that we were meant to engage in fucking.”
“In a sec,” Ezra said distractedly. He quickly sketched a design onto the receipt, then thrust it out to Titan. Titan hesitated, then took it, and as he looked down at what Ezra had drawn, Ezra asked somewhat timidly, “Does that symbol mean anything in Darvrokian?”
Titan, although visibly confused, humored him, tilting his head and examining the drawing closely. After a beat, he said, “It is not a symbol, per se, but it does resemble a L’rØ?Zz.”
“Yeah, my magic alien superpowers didn’t quite catch that. It resembles a what now?”
“It is one of the few plants that flourish in the deserts of Darvrok 6. It is a resilient plant with minimal environmental specifications necessary for prosperous growth. There are many who obtain wages by growing it in abundance and then selling their harvests, as the plant possesses beneficial medicinal properties.”
“Medicinal properties such as…?”
“Hm, well, it is useful in quelling feelings of anxiety and general distress, and can often mitigate pain from illnesses and injuries. It is… ah! I know how you might understand more efficiently. It is not dissimilar to the cannabis plant on your Earth. Although it is not its primary purpose, it is not uncommon for Darvrokians to consume the plant for recreational purposes, as it alters the mind and renders a being, I believe you would say, ‘mad chill.’ Like how you taught Kyle to become a douchebag. It is very much like that.
“However, I must express wonder at why you have this curiosity. I, of course, take no issue in providing you with knowledge of your second homeworld, but it does seem to be a rather bizarre conversation to preface a session of fucking.”
Wordlessly, Ezra took the receipt back and looked down at his crude drawing—a small circle, encompassed by a second larger circle that had seven triangles protruding around the top half of its circumference—and tried to come to terms with what he’d been told.
“I have the Darvrokian equivalent of a pot leaf tattoo,” he muttered to himself, mortified. Of all the recent self-revelations he’d had to endure, this was perhaps the most difficult to swallow.
“My apologies?” Titan asked. “I did not hear you.”
Ezra looked back at him, and at the sight of his alien form—because regardless of what his DNA said, this was still pretty fucking alien to him—he suddenly remembered himself.
“Nothing,” he said, crumpling the receipt and chucking it carelessly onto the floor. He cupped Titan’s angular jaw. “You’re so beautiful like this. Did you know that?”
“Yes, I am aware that I have an exceptionally aesthetically pleasing form, but what does that have to do with medicinal?—”
“Shh. Let’s not talk about that right now, or preferably ever.”
Then, to cut off any other questions at the pass, he caught Titan’s lips in a bruising kiss.
Titan was hesitant at first, clearly still confused by Ezra’s impromptu art show, but any lingering speculation seeped out of him as he melted into Ezra’s touch. He draped two arms over Ezra’s shoulders and used the other pair to hold his waist, drawing him in closer and causing their bodies to become flush, hot skin meeting cool scale. Titan’s tongue licked into his mouth, and Ezra keened, thinking of all the ways something that nimble could be used to take him apart.
He tugged Titan onto the bed and, once Titan was seated, climbed onto his lap and straddled his thighs. Titan’s thick cock brushed his ass, and Ezra’s cock throbbed in response. It bobbed between their bodies, leaking precum and ready for action.
“You are experiencing much desperation, Ambassador,” Titan said in that low, lusty, smug tone of voice that turned Ezra right the fuck on. He had to know it, too, because he chuckled darkly and nipped Ezra’s earlobe, then kissed down the side of his neck with bruising sucks, claiming Ezra as his own.
Using one of the hands gripping Ezra’s waist, he pressed his palm to Ezra’s belly and splayed out his long, slender fingers. Lips once more at Ezra’s ear, he whispered, “Your body craves me. Will you be good for me and bear us another clutch?”
Ezra gasped and had to press his entire mouth against Titan’s shoulder to keep from making a sound even more embarrassing. His whole body throbbed with want, but he had enough wits left about him to say, “This is just dirty talk, right? I’m not actually going to get pregnant? Because hell yeah, I’ll be your good little cum slut if all it means is you’re going to come inside me, but if actual eggs are involved…”
“It is simply what you call dirty talk,” Titan assured him, barely holding back his mirth. “It is far too soon for you to be fertile again.”
“Okay, good, because if you don’t put it in me right the fuck now, I’m going to die.”
Titan froze.
After a nervous moment, he asked, “This is what you call‘dirty talk’ as well, yes?”
Ezra snorted and kissed him chastely. “Yes.”
Titan smiled—lovestruck now instead of cocky—and Ezra’s heart melted. He kissed Titan again, now cheerfully greedy instead of chaste, and lifted himself up as one of Titan’s lower arms found its way around him to grasp the base of his cock and guide it home.
The ensuing penetration was everything.
Ezra was used to Titan’s human cock, so its girth didn’t surprise him, but the glide was so much more silken that there wasn’t an ounce of discomfort. Part of it had to do with how torrentially wet Ezra was, but that couldn’t explain it all. Their bodies were simply suited to each other, like Titan had been made for him.
