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Garin whimpered and twisted as the sharp edge of hypersensitivity drove his arousal higher. “Sazahk, I can’t, please.”
When Sazahk lifted his mouth from Garin’s body, he gasped for air, his breaths puffing over Garin’s wet skin. “Garin.” Sazahk caught his breath. “Taste is an important observational sense.” He trailed his lips down the center of Garin’s chest to his abs, then lower to the V of his hips. “Can I…?”
The request hit Garin like a rifle round to the vest, but he answered immediately. “Yes.”
Sazahk made a tiny, excited sound and nuzzled Garin’s navel with his nose before pulling away. “Thank you. I just need to take a sample before additional contamination.”
Garin jerked when the soft, cotton head of a swab swirled over the head of his cock, gathering the pre-cum trickling from his slit.
Sazahk wrapped the swab and set it aside, then locked his hands around Garin’s hips and his eyes with his. “Again, I’ll need baseline measurements of your pre-ejaculate look, smell, and taste at a later date, but we can discuss that in the future after we’ve dealt with your current predicament.”
Without additional preamble, Sazahk ducked between Garin’s thighs and lapped at the head of Garin’s cock.
“Sazahk!” Garin’s hips thrust instinctually and Sazahk pinned them back down to the ground. “Shit, sorry?—”
“Don’t apologize, Garin. Moan,” Sazahk ordered, then enveloped Garin’s cockhead in his hot mouth and Garin obeyed, releasing a reverberating cry. Sazahk made an approving sound around his mouthful, before sucking more of Garin down his throat.
“Sazahk, Sazahk, Sazahk,” Garin helplessly chanted the man’s name as bliss coursed through his veins, lighting him up from the inside and soothing the raging need.
He’d had blowjobs before, from plenty of pretty men with clever mouths eager to please, but there wasn’t a goddamn person in the galaxy as clever as Sazahk. Sazahk took him apart like a puzzle box, analyzing each piece, and fitting him back together like no one ever had. He found the extra sensitive spot below the vein on the underside of Garin’s cock, and he discovered the twist of the tongue that made Garin keen. He identified the exact amounts of pressure to make Garin shake and teeth to keep Garin on the edge.
All the qesh’s brilliance bent toward discovering Garin’s body like it was something worth knowing made emotion sting Garin’s eyes. He wanted to touch. He wanted to hold and caress. He wanted Sazahk in his arms and under his hands. Sazahk dragged him under the surface of indescribable ecstasy, but Garin drowned alone.
Sazahk worked him relentlessly, driving Garin into incoherency, with his throat squeezing his cock and a hand playing with his balls.
After inestimable ages, Sazahk pulled off with a final hard suck and spoke with a roughened voice. “Are you close?”
Garin sobbed when he realized the answer. “No.”
Fear, barely kept at bay since Garin’s urges escaped his control, rose up.
What if he couldn’t come?
What if he never reached the peak so visible, but so tantalizingly out of reach?
What if this agonizing need only grew worse and worse until his heart gave out?
“It’s alright, Garin, it’s alright.” Sazahk’s hands encircled Garin’s cheeks. Garin opened his eyes to Sazahk’s face hovering over his, brown reaching through the green of his skin like branches through leaves. “There’s no cause for alarm yet. We’ve only just started and while your heart rate is elevated, it’s still within safe parameters and we have a couple hours yet before priapism-caused damage becomes a concern.”
“I can’t do this for a couple hours,” Garin managed in a broken voice, his chest heaving and sweat pouring down his temples and into his hair.
“It won’t come to that.” Sazahk’s grip on Garin’s jaw firmed as his brow furrowed in determination. “Can I strip you?”
Garin nodded despite the potential danger of their current surroundings. He’d long passed the point of being worried about being caught with his pants down, and he’d let Sazahk do anything to him anywhere if it had any chance of helping.
Sazahk disappeared from over Garin’s face, unlaced Garin’s boots and pulled them off his feet, then yanked his pants and the rest of his clothes off, leaving Garin bare on his back in the dirt.
But Garin didn’t have time to feel the shame of it because Sazahk slipped between his legs again and mouthed his balls, punching a groan from his chest. He licked and sucked, ran his hands up and down Garin’s thighs, and made Garin’s eyes roll back. Then he lifted his head. “Have you ever been penetrated anally?”
Garin’s eyes shot wide, and the fiery burn of embarrassment rushed up his face as his hole clenched. “What?” He pushed himself up to his elbows. “Sazahk, you can’t be serious.”
“All human male orgasms involve muscular contractions around the prostate gland even if they are not brought about by direct prostate stimulation,” Sazahk said with the same tone he might state any fact, but while looking into Garin’s face over Garin’s flushed cock. “The addition of a prostate massage to penile stimulation might be potent enough to bring you relief.”
Garin’s hole clenched again, and he cringed and chewed on his lip. Finger him. Sazahk wanted to finger him and every nerve in Garin’s body wanted to let him, but goddammit, how much farther would this poison force him to go?
“We can find another way, Garin, if this is too much for you.” Sazahk soothed a palm up and down Garin’s flank and Garin felt silly being cooed to like an animal or a virgin. “I’ll figure this out.”
“No,” Garin shook his head. “You can—It’s not too much for me. I’ve done it before.”
