The playdate was set for the following day.
Trenet and Vrayl and theiryshainAsher arrived the next afternoon. To make Lee feel as secure as possible, he was wearing his mitts and was sitting in Ronet’s lap, speared open on his cock. Lee’s thick throat trainer gag filled his mouth and throat, and he sucked on it when the nerves spiked as the door chimed.
“I’ll get it,” Eral said as he stood to go for the door. Ronet’s big arms curled around Lee to squeeze him tight.
“It’s okay little one,” Ronet said into his hair. “Trenet and Vrayl are good Dresht. We’ve known them for a long, long time.”
Lee nodded, because he didn’t want Ronet to think he was backtracking. As nervous as he was, he did want this. He wanted to meet Asher.
And he trusted his mates to keep him safe.
Lee heard the front door open, and then the deep voices of other Dresht along with Eral’s greeting. Then came the sound of footsteps. Lee swallowed around his gag as they all walked into the room.
Trenet and Vrayl were just as large as Ronet. Both were broad shouldered Dresht. One of them had bright orange spots across his cheeks, and the other wore tasteful gold jewelry in his ears.
Both of those things were tertiary though. Lee took in the Dresht quickly before his focus went to theiryshain, Asher. Asher was… attached in some capacity to the Dresht with the earrings. It was some kind of harness, and there were straps keeping him pressed chest to chest with the Dresht. Or rather, chest to stomach since the Dresht was so tall. The straps held him up and kept him in place, legs spread around the Dresh’s hips. With every step Lee could see him bounce in the restraints, stuffed full not with asenchrbut with the Dresht’s cock.
Holy shit.
Lee had been buzzing with a mix of arousal and anxiety since he’d been put on Ronet’s lap, but seeing the harness, seeing the way the Dresht’s cock thrust in and out of Asher’s hole with every step made a dizzying wave of heat move through him.
He took in the rest as the three came to sit on the couch opposite them. Asher was slighter than Lee, with beautiful wavy red hair and freckles across the bare skin of his shoulders, and he was wearing a lot morejahinthan Lee was. Not only did he have on ahumshusand mitts, but his mitts were attaching his arms together so he was incapable of movement. It was completed with a blindfold over his eyes. He’d been rendered nearly insensate, except for the Dresht’s massive cock splitting his hole, fucking into him with every breath.
Lee suddenlywanted,with force that almost rocketed him straight into coming. It was overwhelming, his sudden desperation at seeing Asher.
Eral rejoined them on their own couch, sitting next to Ronet and reaching for one of Lee’s hands. Lee wished then he wasn’t wearing the mitts, if only so he could twine his fingers between Eral’s, could get something grounding against the intense, turbulent desire inside him.
“So this is Vrayl,” Eral said, gesturing to the Dresht with the orange spots, “and this is Trenet,” he gestured to the other, the one with the Human now on his lap.
“And this is our lovely newyshain, Asher.” Trenet said, stroking Asher’s pretty red hair. It looked so soft, and Lee itched to touch, to card his own fingers through it.
“This is Lee, our beautiful, perfect treasure.” Ronet replied, voice full of affection as he shifted Lee in his lap, grinding deeper.
Lee had to be blushing down to his toes, his cock stiff and noticeable. He was dressed today, but it was in another slip so that he could sit comfortably on Ronet’s lap. The dark color of this silk hid a lot more than some of his other ones, but it couldn’t hide just how aroused he was. He didn’t miss the way the two strange Dresht looked him up and down, their gazes sticking where he was hard and leaking.
“He’s beautiful,” Vrayl said with appreciation.
“Isn’t he?” Eral purred, stroking a hand down Lee’s back. “So is your Asher.”
Lee felt a brief moment of jealousy at hearing Eral compliment anotheryshainbefore it floated away. Asherwasbeautiful. Lee thought so too. But Lee was the one who belonged to Eral and Ronet.Hewas their yshain. Asher wasn’t a threat to Lee. Especially not when he had mates of his own.
“The Humanyshainsreally are something else, aren’t they?” Ronet said, nuzzling Lee. Lee sank back against him, the last of his hackles falling.
“Oh yes,” Vrayl said with a sigh, one of his big hands heavy on Asher’s thigh. “We couldn’t have known how perfect Asher would be.”
“Worth every credit,” Trenet said.
Eral and Ronet agreed, and then the chat shifted into the Dresht catching up.
Lee turned his attention back to Asher. Now they were seated, Asher was shuffling a little in Trenet’s lap. He kept turning his head as the conversation went on, following the voices even if he couldn’t see who was speaking.
Lee’s eyes traced over the harness he was wearing again. He couldn’t quite figure it out. Was its purpose just to keep Asher on Trenet’s cock? Fuck, Lee hadn’t even known that was an option. Eral and Ronet liked to carry him a lot, liked to keep him on their laps. Was that something they could get? Was it in the catalog? Lee didn’t know, but he suddenly, desperately needed to check.
Then he realized the conversation had continued, and he’d missed something that might have been important. They were discussing Asher.
Lee tuned in eagerly. He wanted to know more about the otheryshain.
“...we thought it best to spend some time out here away from the city. Asher came from such a hard life, so he’s really been struggling to settle.”
