Asher opened his mouth to accept the leaf, pleasantly surprised at the light, sweet taste. He had half expected the leaf to be bitter, but he was happy to be proven wrong. He chewed quickly and swallowed just as fast, his hunger rushing back up to meet him now that he’d eaten anything at all. Sometimes that was the worst part of being hungry when you had so little; eating what you had was never enough to satisfy you.
But right now he could at least have theolo.He opened his mouth for more, and ate almost a third of the bowl before Trenet pulled it away.
Asher swallowed, feeling pathetic that he wanted to beg for the rest of the bowl. He was still hungry. But… but he’d had enough to sustain him for a while longer.
It would be okay.
Except then Trenet picked up the orange bun again, holding it up to Asher’s mouth.“Now how about some senma?It would be so good for you to have something more filling. See? Our food is good for you.”
“No,” Asher said in Almari, hiding his face as best he could in his arms.“Olo.”
“You can’t be sustained on just plants, little love,”Vrayl said, smoothing a hand over Asher’s hair.“It’s not healthy for you. You’re safe here, Asher. You can eat.”
Trenet frowned and ate the bun thing himself. Then he reached back for the bowl with theolo,holding a leaf up toAsher’s mouth. As Asher chewed, trying to take his time now, to savor the food he was allowed to have that wasn’t a potential trap, Trenet looked to Vrayl again.“I’ll feel so much better once we get the venigash. He needs adequate nutrition. He’s so thin…”
“They’re set to arrive any moment now,”Vrayl replied, one big hand stroking over Asher’s belly.“So we’ll have Asher eat as much as he wants, and then finish our own breakfast quickly so that we can give him what he needs.”
Chapter 8
Asher was almost grateful for the gag once it was held up to his mouth, thankful that it meant that Trenet and Vrayl were finished with trying to feed him. They’d let him eat the entire bowl ofOlo,but then had made attempts at getting him to eat several more dishes, including one that had looked likefingers,in a sticky glaze. Asher had only just kept from bursting into tears when Trenet had tried to make him open his mouth for it, and he’d nearly lost what little he’d eaten.
So when Vrayl held up the gag, Asher opened for it practically eagerly, sagging back against Vrayl’s chest when thebeeptold him it was secured in place. He’d gotten through another meal. For now, he was safe.
In one way at least,he thought darkly, trying to move in Vrayl’s lap to relieve some of the pressure of that long cock hitting so deep inside. All it did was force a muffled moan from his mouth as the new stimulation reminded him of just how sensitive he was.
“Look at how he relaxes when he has his humshus,”Trenet said with a smile as he looked over at Vrayl. The two Dresht had begun their own breakfast now that Asher was gagged once again.“And just listen to his pleased little sounds! He’s so happy to have you inside him.”
“I can’t wait to see him with his new jahin,”Vrayl said, and though Asher couldn’t see the Dresht’s face, the tone of his growls sounded like maybe Vrayl was smiling too.“That’s it, isn’t it, Asher? You just need your jahin to feel secure. Well, don’t you worry, we’ll give you venigash for as long as you need it, so you won’t have to worry about food if that’s too hard for you.”
Asher sighed out around the gag. There were so many nuances to their speech, and it was sofast.He’d trained himself with learning the Almari language to pick out repeated words, or words that had specific emphasis placed on them. He thought he sort of recognizedhumshusas something relating to him, and he was pretty sure he’d heard them sayjahinmore than once. But without any other context clues, he couldn’t even begin to guess what those words might mean.
Trying to pay attention to the Dreshtian speech was taxing, made all the more difficult by the fact that Vrayl’s cock was still inside him, loudly reannouncing its presence with every small movement Vrayl made as he ate or spoke. Asher found himself drifting as the meal progressed, zoning out and letting the conversation become a strange sort of white noise.
He slumped back further against Vrayl, whimpering at how the change in angle further stimulated that bundle of nerves he had inside him but unwilling to try to do anything else about it. He knew, in a hazy sort of way, that he’d gotten hard at some point since getting his gag back. His body had been relieved of some of its panic at being forced to eat, and so had decided to stand at attention now that the danger had been taken away, if only for the moment.
“Krish, look at him,”he heard Trenet say.“Hard and leaking for us from simply being speared open on your cock.”
Vrayl’s fingers gently pet over Asher’s hair. Were they done eating?“I know Eral mentioned how responsive his Human yshain is, but…”
“It’s something else to see it happen in person, and see it happen so beautifully,”Trenet said.“I know.”
“Such a treasure,”Vrayl said, his growls quiet.“Such a perfect treasure.”
There was a suddendingsound, bell-like and non-abrasive.
“That will be our deliveries,”Trenet said, getting to his feet. He bent down to where Asher was seated and cupped his cheek. Asher blinked slowly at him, starting to surface from where he’d drifted down.“The venigash to fill you and then your new jahin for comfort, little love. I’ll be so happy and proud to carry you with me all day.”
Vrayl chuckled.“Well, go on. Don’t keep our sweet Asher waiting.”
Trenet nodded and then was rising again, up andup,fuck, why were he and Vrayl so big? Trenet turned and headed out of the dining room, and Asher noticed with bemusement that he seemed to be walking quicker than usual. Had that ding sound signaled something important? Asher had heard his name and that word again,jahin,along withvenigash—he was pretty sure he’d recognized that word too, from repetition.
So presumably Trenet had gone to get whatever those things were? And it stood to reason they were… for Asher somehow.
Oh no,Asher thought, with horrible realization. Thesenchr—the… the plug. Werevenigashandjahinsimilar? Was their purpose to further demean and incapacitate him?
Behind him, Vrayl began to hum, something happy or pleased by the tune, as his tail came up to twine around Asher’s leg and his hands started to move again. One wrapped around Asher’s upper torso, caging him completely, and the other dipped low, to splay over his belly.
They both certainly like touching there,Asher thought grumpily.
