Asher let out a thin, muffled noise as Trenet parted his legs. What did they want? What was Trenet doing? He wanted to kick out as Trenet positioned himself between Asher’s legs, but he also didn’t want to incite their anger if he didn’t have to.
“Shhh,”Vrayl’s voice was a low hiss, almost hushed as careful claw tips began to card through Asher’s hair.“We know you’ve been empty for far too long, sweetling. But don’t worry, now that you have us, you’ll never go without again.”
Chapter 2
Trenet dropped something on the bed. It was a rich purple, about as long as Asher’s hand from wrist to fingers, and had bumps up and down it. Asher tried to puzzle out what it was for, but his attention was almost immediately taken by the other thing Trenet had grabbed from the side table. A bottle filled with a blue liquid. Asher eyed it with trepidation as Trenet clicked it open and poured some of the liquid onto his fingers, the claws at the tips of Trenet’s fingers retracting.
Then Trenet reached between Asher’s parted legs and touched his slicked fingers to Asher’s hole.
Asher cried out, trying to jerk backwards away from the touch, but Vrayl was holding him in a gentle but immovable grip. He kicked out with his legs, tried to squirm away, but there was nowhere to go. No way to stop whatever Trenet was doing.
“Look how excited he is!”Vrayl’s voice was a low croon, the growling somehow sounding softer. “What a sweet little thing.”
“He knows exactly what he wants,”Trenet said. He was massaging the area around Asher’s hole and then rubbing—rubbing over it, occasionally dipping the tips of his fingers inside.“Isn’t that right, little love? You’ve just wanted mates to take care of you.”
Asher made another high, thin sound as he panted desperately around the gag. Fuck, what where they saying? What were theydoing?Why—why were they touching him there?
As he glanced back over at Trenet, he realized that… that Trenet’s cock was erect. It was huge, proportionate to the Dresht himself, and dripping a viscous purple liquid. A different color and viscosity to Asher’s own precome, but…
Was the meaning the same?
Asher only had gotten hard and dripped precome the few times in his life that he’d been aroused. But that… that had to mean…
He jolted as Trenet pushed his finger in, the slick easing the way, warming Asher from the inside in a way that was strange and invasive and wholly unfamiliar. He cried out again as Trenet’s finger seemed to go deeper and deeper, shaking his head and squeezing his eyes shut.
And suddenly he was hit with a memory of the sexual education talk his moms had given him when they felt he was ready to hear it. How they’d cautioned him, that he could never have a partner for fear his secret was revealed, but if they were able to get him off of Vader-X7 and he did find a partner, the way she’d fuck him was—
Please! I don’t want it!
Vrayl crooned and brushed the hair out of Asher’s eyes, the long strands having fallen onto Asher’s face with all his squirming.“You’re so beautiful like this, sweetling. We’re so honored that we’re the ones bringing you pleasure.”
Trenet started to thrust his finger in and out, and Asher heard himself moan around the gag. It felt—it felt almostgood,and that was as confusing and terrifying as everything else that was happening. Asher—Asher was growing hard somehow, dripping precome onto his stomach as he was restrained and caged between these two giant, strange aliens.
“Let’s see, the missive said…”Trenet’s growl this time was more of a murmur as he moved his finger around inside Asher’s body, stroking it from the inside.
And then he brushed up againstsomethingand lightning zipped up Asher’s spine.
Asher shrieked, his cock jumping, and he felt more wetness drip onto his stomach. He was making a mess of himself as arousal built low in his belly. When he chanced a look up atTrenet and Vrayl’s faces, it was to see their attention rapt upon him, eyes filled with heat.
“What a good little yshain,”Trenet said, his voice deeper than before.“Dripping so prettily for us.”
Trenet’s finger withdrew, but as Asher lay there and panted in Vrayl’s lap, Trenet returned again, now with two slicked fingers slowly pushing into Asher’s hole. Stretching Asher so wide it was all Asher could do to breathe through it, closing his eyes again as he wished desperately he were anywhere but here. All his nerves were buzzing, confused at the mix of arousal and terror. To his mortification, he could feel himself teetering closer and closer to the edge.
Please… I can’t…
Someone’s hand closed around his cock.
Asher’s eyes flew open to see Vrayl’s hand, also coated in that warm, slick liquid. The Dresht’s hand completely enveloped Asher’s cock, and as Asher’s chest heaved, he watched Vrayl’s hand start to move. Start to stroke him, as Trenet’s fingers began to fuck him faster, the slick sounds loud in the room.
Whimpering, Asher writhed in Vrayl’s lap, biting down hard on the gag in his mouth as his arousal built. He’d never experienced anything like this. Never had someone touch him like this. He’d always only had his own hand, furtive and hidden, and only rarely, for fear of discovery. He loved his moms and sisters and knew they loved him, but if Asher, as aboy,had displayed any signs of aggression or dominance—
“Let go for us, sweet one. Can you do that?”Vrayl stroked faster, and a muffled moan dropped out of Asher’s mouth.“What a pretty sound, Asher. What a pretty, pleasured yshain.”
Trenet’s fingers searched again, finding whatever it was inside Asher and began to rub it with unerring accuracy.
Asher sobbed as his vision went white, toes curling, as he came harder than he ever had in his life.
For a long moment, there was only pleasure. There was none of the fear that had plagued him since childhood. None of the loneliness that had been an ache in his chest for the last three years. None of the hunger that had been hounding him for days. There was only bliss.
