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No. No, Sazahk had asked him. Garin hadn’t asked Sazahk. Garin hadn’t dosed himself on purpose. He hadn’t asked for lust that made him want to rip his own skin off.
“You can, of course, refuse, Garin, and I would never dream of holding that against you. You are under no obligation to indulge my scientific curiosity in this way.” Sazahk slid his hands off Garin’s knees. “You are more than within your rights to say no.”
“Yes.” Garin caught Sazahk’s hands. “Yes, you can…participate.”
Garin’s fingers shook, and he quickly pulled them back, but his whole body trembled with anticipation. He didn’t even know where to begin. With his arousal raging around inside of him and Sazahk—clever, innocent, sober Sazahk—kneeling in front of him, he felt as unsure of himself as his first time.
Sazahk’s face brightened with a flood of green. “Thank you, Garin.” He put his hands on Garin’s knees again and Garin bit back a whimper. “I admit to a fascination with your circumstances, but I will endeavor to relieve as much of your suffering as I can.”
Garin clenched his jaw, holding himself still as his whole body quivered. He wished he didn’t want this so much. “Please, Sazahk, just”—touch me—“make it stop.”
“I will.” Sazahk parted Garin’s knees again and Garin anchored his hands in the dirt at his side. “I will figure this out, Garin.”
Without warning, Sazahk palmed Garin through his pants and Garin threw back his head and moaned. His voice echoed through the caves, but he couldn’t hear it over the rushing in his ears as painfully potent pleasure spiraled up his spine.
“We’ll have to discuss your baseline sexual responsiveness at a later date.” Sazahk crawled between Garin’s spread thighs and used the better angle to rub up and down Garin’s length. “As well as your standard level of vocality.”
Garin flushed and bit down hard on his lower lip to hold back the next moan fighting up his throat.
“Don’t.” Sazahk cupped Garin’s jaw and used his thumb to free Garin’s lower lip from his teeth. “Don’t stifle yourself. Increased copulatory vocalizations can aid in achieving orgasm.” Sazahk pushed Garin onto his back. “And I need to hear you.”
That punched a groan from Garin’s throat. He knew Sazahk didn’t mean it erotically. He knew Sazahk wasn’t getting turned on by Garin’s moans ringing out around them. But the thought still made his head spin.
“I need to know what you’re feeling.” Sazahk undid Garin’s weapons holster and belt and pulled down his zipper. “What you like, what’s working, what’s not.”
“Everything’s working, Sazahk.” Garin screwed his eyes shut so he wouldn’t have to see Sazahk kneeling between his thighs and drown in the guilt of having put him there. “Anything, I—oh fuck.”
Sazahk yanked Garin’s pants and underwear down to his knees and wrapped his hand around Garin’s burning length.
“Fuck, Sazahk, that—ohhh.” Garin lost his words in a long, drawn-out moan, his hips twitching up to meet Sazahk’s pulls. The skin-to-skin contact, and Sazahk’s cool hand smearing the hot pre-cum bubbling at Garin’s tip to slick his way, made stars dance before Garin’s eyes.
“Good, that’s good, keep that up, don’t fight it,” Sazahk husked, the clinical composure in his voice strained, and Garin’s balls pulled up at the crack in the qesh’s armor.
Oh god, Sazahk, poor Sazahk, the man couldn’t stand a simple touch and here he was jacking Garin’s cock
“I’m sorry,” Garin bit out, covering his face with his hands even as he thrust his hips up into the tight circle of Sazahk’s fist. “I’m so sorry.”
“Garin, no.” Sazahk’s rhythm on Garin’s length slowed and gentled but continued as Sazahk’s free hand pulled Garin’s hands away from his face. “Don’t be sorry. Your behavior has been above reproach and your involuntary reaction to a toxin is not something you bear responsibility for.”
“But you’re…” Garin cringed. Deep green swirled around Sazahk’s eyes and Garin struggled to meet them.
“Helping you.” Sazahk grasped Garin’s sack and squeezed. “At my own request.”
That’s right. Garin loosed another strangled cry as Sazahk rolled his balls and thumbed his slit. Sazahk had wanted this. For science, of course, but he’d wanted it all the same.
“Can I see more of you?” Sazahk tugged on the hem of Garin’s shirt, and at Garin’s nod, pulled it up and over Garin’s head. “Your flush is extensive.” Sazahk trailed cooling fingers down Garin’s throat and across his pecs. “And your nipples are erect, as expected.”
Garin choked as Sazahk rolled his small nub between thumb and forefinger.
“Do you find that pleasurable?” Sazahk pinched harder and Garin arched into his touch. “I’ll take that as an affirmative.”
Garin writhed as Sazahk teased his nipple into painful hardness. “Oh god, Sazahk, please.”
Sazahk suddenly bent forward and sucked the angry red bud into his mouth.
“Oh, shit, don’t stop.” Garin locked his hands to the ground before they flew to Sazahk’s head or hips, desperate for mooring. “Don’t stop.”
Sazahk made a noise that sounded enough like an eager groan to seize Garin’s lower belly, and assaulted Garin’s nipple with his tongue as he stroked Garin’s cock faster. He teased and flicked his tongue over that bundle of nerves before nipping gently.
