Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

ELLIS

I was clearly insane. Going to space for a hookup? I didn't need to get laid that badly. Did I? But there I was on a spaceship with a horny rabbit, so… Yeah, I guess I did need to get laid that badly.

Curiosity about Commander— Well, I should probably call him Seiwa now. My curiosity about Seiwa was a huge part of this, but his dominance and insistence on consent was right up there on my reasons to let him fuck me list. A list I hadn't realized I'd been making until, like, an hour ago. A list that was now ruling my entire being.

This really was the craziest thing I'd ever done in my life.

And yet, I was so doing it.

Seiwa led me down corridors that smelled like crisp, recycled air and into and out of elevators that positively glided, they were so smooth. I couldn't have gotten myself back to the landing bay if I tried, but I was weirdly okay with that. Yeah, that was weird. Good grief, what was wrong with me?

I looked up at him in yet another elevator, and found he was watching me. He gave my hand a squeeze and kissed my knuckles as he smiled faintly down at me.

Could it be that I trusted Seiwa?

That… That actually made sense. I was ridiculously attracted to him physically, but he was also kind of a cool guy. I liked that he was standing up to the director of the FBI and a hell of a lot of scientists who wanted everything they could tear away from him. Sure, Seiwa was arrogant as hell, but he was legitimately wicked smart. He could've just handed over tons of tech and washed his hands of whatever we idiot humans did with it, but he wasn't going to do that as far as I could tell. He'd help but also make sure we didn't blow ourselves up. That was admirable.

And the way he kept checking on me… How I had his full attention… That was an aspect of a lover I could really appreciate. If he was this attentive with our clothes on , holy shit, I was in for one hell of a good time once they came off.

You know, I didn't always make the best choices in guys, but this one felt different. Seiwa felt right .

We exited the elevator, and this corridor looked different with two rows of numbered doors and lock panels beside each of them. Crew quarters? Oh, man, I felt a little jittery inside. Nervous butterflies. Which was stupid because, come on, I'd gone this far, I wasn't about to turn back now.

"You can change your mind." Seiwa rubbed his thumb across the back of my hand and there wasn't a single thing about his expression that made me suspect he wasn't one hundred percent sincere. He'd take me back if I wanted to leave.

I shook my head. "It's just…first-time nerves."

His eyes went wide. "First time?"

"Oh! No, not that kind. Just, you know," I waved my hands between us, " our first time."

"Ah, yes, of course."

But he didn't seem nervous at all. Was that confidence? More arrogance? I didn't mind either way, really. Mostly, I was just hoping I didn't make things weird when he got naked and I could finally see all of his nonhuman qualities.

Okay, yeah, I was looking forward to seeing all of his bunny bits. But I still didn't want to make it awkward, so keeping my cool was at the top of my list of things to worry about. I was not, for example, going to grab his puffball tail with both hands and scream about it being so fluffy. I was going to be sexy and sophisticated. Yeah.

He stopped before one of the doors on the right and put his hand against the lock panel. I gulped and followed him inside when the door slid open.

I wasn't sure what I'd been expecting a crew member's quarters to look like on an alien spaceship, but Seiwa's was so very him. There were the standard things like a table and a bed that could've come from IKEA, but there was also a ton of computer equipment that was not from Best Buy as well as bits and pieces of the same kind of stuff he kept in his bag. He literally went over to the bed and scooped up some kind of ball with wires all over it so he could drop it and more loose wires into a crate against the wall. I had a feeling he knew where everything was in this chaos and that if I moved anything, he'd know and move it back.

Suddenly, I really wanted to move something.

"If you're still interested in mating with me," he said, "get undressed."

It was time for me to admit to myself that I liked when he ordered me around. I knew that about me and I accepted it. Usually, I only allowed such dominance in the bedroom, but it was possible we'd been flirting with my kinks for a few days now. So there was no sense in bristling or resisting—especially since he was also checking in again.

I took off my suit jacket and draped it over the back of a chair before loosening my tie. Seiwa watched where I set that, and a shiver of awareness lit through me. I felt like I could assume he was dominant, but did he maybe like the idea of tying me up? Not this time, of course. Maybe…next time?

When I took my dress shirt and undershirt off, Seiwa went from passive observation to leaning closer and staring. "What are those?" he asked and pointed one long finger at my chest.

"Nipple rings." I grinned, excited by his curiosity.

"Metal pierced through your flesh?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because it feels good."

He kept looking from my face to my chest, and everything in me tightened with anticipation. "May I?" he asked.

"Yes."

Seiwa reached over and flipped the silver ring through my right nipple up to rest on his fingertip. When he grasped the ring between finger and thumb and gave it a tiny tug, I couldn't stop my little gasp as a zing of pleasure hit me. He smiled ever so slightly and kept gently pulling and twisting. I undid my belt and stepped out of my shoes before dropping my pants. I had something much more fun to show him as I pulled my briefs out over my erection and let them fall, too.

"Oh," Seiwa whispered and stared at my cock. Or more accurately, at the thick silver ring through it. "Is this also for your pleasure?"

"Yes. My partner's too sometimes." I wasn't against topping, but I had my preferences.

Seiwa hooked the ring with a single white claw, and I nearly came just from seeing that. My breath stuttered out of me and gooseflesh broke all over me as I shivered. That was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen—and not something I had imagined when I'd chosen to get pierced last year.

Seiwa gave the ring a tug as he met my gaze. I gasped. He smirked.

"Get on the bed on your back." He released the ring. "Please."

Oh, boy . I did as instructed but felt awkward as I just lay there. What was I supposed to do with my hands? I ended up resting them on my stomach because Seiwa started getting undressed. That was a really excellent distraction.

He took his tunic off first, and every thought I'd had about him being ripped under all that white fluff was right. His fur didn't hide the hills and valleys of the muscles on his arms and it certainly didn't disguise the ones on his chest and abs. He rippled with muscle. Seiwa turned away to drape his tunic over a chair back, and I grinned to find that his pants had a little cutout that let the waist of them sit up under his poof of a tail.

He left his pants on, though, as he turned around, but he did lean over me and start arranging my body how he wanted it. He bent my legs up and pushed outward, and then brought my hands down and tucked them under my ass. Did he want me to spread myself open? I did and widened my legs in the hopes that he had a clear view of my hole. He grinned and rested his forearms on my inner thighs, and then he took hold of my arms. I moaned at the way he was holding me still and open, arms and legs restrained so easily, while I stared down my body to where he hovered. He was eating up the sight of me, but I needed him to do more than look.

My cock was leaking now, and I could see the way Seiwa's dark pink eyes tracked a drop of precum as it slithered down my length. Just before it rolled onto my balls, Seiwa dipped his head and stuck out his tongue. He licked up the dribbling mess I was making and hummed. I whimpered as I tried and failed to buck my hips.

Suddenly, he took my whole cock into his mouth, and a holler of sharp pleasure leapt out of me as he sucked. He was careful with those prominent teeth of his, but I could still feel them pressing in as he slowly bobbed his head. I flexed my fingers against my asscheeks, pulling at my hole, and adding to my pleasure. His leisurely pace was maddening, and I couldn't move to fuck his face at all because of the way he held me down. He had to know that.

"Seiwa…" I whined, unable to stop writhing in his hold.

He backed off and licked the head of my cock, using his tongue to toy with the ring…while staring me right in the eyes. I got it. He was in charge, and we were on his timetable. But dear god, it was nearly impossible for me to relax and let him play. I wanted to come so badly!

"Please," I begged as I tugged at my arms and tried to close my legs. He wouldn't let me do either. "Seiwa, please ."

"Please what?"

I gasped to have him answer me. "Make me come."

"Mmm… No." He stuck his tongue into the ring, teasing the head of my cock.

I cried out, restless and getting desperate. He was only doing enough to keep me on the edge, and as much as I loved that, fuck, I was losing patience.

"Dammit, come on!"

Seiwa caught the ring in his teeth, twisting my cock sideways. I gasped in a little pain and a whole lot of surprise, while he bared those big teeth of his at me and growled. The giant white rabbit biting my cock ring just growled at me. Recognizing his upset through the fog of arousal, I rushed to apologize. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

He released the ring and moved back, making my cock smack my abs before it stood tall again. I bit my bottom lip as he stopped holding my legs down and released my arms. Not sure if I was allowed to move, I stayed where I was and just watched him.

"Don't move," he said and stepped down off the bed.

I gulped and nodded. I could stay still. Sure I could.

But when he reached into the bedside table and came out with a large blue latex glove, I shivered so hard I might've come a little. Reaching down like before, I spread my cheeks open and pulled my legs back a bit more, hoping that didn't count as actually moving. I was preparing and consenting, not moving . That was barely a twitch.

He smirked at me and held his gloved hand under a small contraption attached to the wall that immediately dispensed a large dollop of lube into his palm. A shiver went through me as I wondered if that was standard issue for all Norlons or something he'd created. Like he had with the robot that fetched glasses of water, I could see Seiwa constructing a lazy dude's lube dispenser—and I loved it.

There was so much eye contact as he eased a slick finger up my ass. I'd expected him to watch what he was doing to me, but no, he stared at my face. I couldn't hide a single time he made my eyes roll closed, my lips part for a moan, or when I couldn't help arching my neck as he added a second finger. By the time he had three big fingers opening me up, just gliding in and out of my ass, I was a sweaty wreck totally addicted to his pink-eyed stare. If he looked away, I whined to get his gaze back.

"Arms over your head," he said and jerked the off glove with a snap.

I flung my arms up, panting now in anticipation of getting fucked by his— Oh, my god! I should've looked earlier because Seiwa's huge cock was purple at the base and fuchsia at the head, and I swore to god that it looked muscular . Like seriously ropey muscles wrapped around it, giving it thick ridges that were definitely going to stretch me to my limits.

I couldn't wait!

With a wicked grin, Seiwa held my right leg behind my knee and used his other hand to aim that dick at my hole. "Oh, fuck," I said on a groan as the tapered helmet of his cockhead pressed into me. He grabbed my other leg and held me open wide before thrusting incrementally deeper. Holding onto the sheet above my head, I grunted and moaned as he worked that monster cock ever more up my willing ass.

Only when he let my legs go, did I realize he was balls deep inside me. He ground down on me, forcing a throaty groan out of me, and leaned over me to hold both of my wrists against the bed. I was panting, overwhelmed already by the pressure of that fat cock inside me and the softness of his fur on my skin. And the way he was watching me, like he memorized every detail of my face, was lighting me up inside.

Seiwa drew back so slowly, and I moaned at the drag of his slick cock and all of its weird muscles. Whatever their purpose, they felt fucking incredible as they dragged over my prostate and the rim of my ass. I arched under him, trying to bring him back, only to have him hover with just his tip in me. Right, yeah, he was in charge. Oh, fuck, he was going to make me insane with wanting to come, wasn't he? Oh, fuck.

He destroyed me so slowly. I'd never been edged like that before, just taken to the brink over and over and then denied release each and every time. My cock was steadily weeping, and so were my eyes. He was making me cry in desperation for an orgasm!

And then, all of a sudden, he grabbed my hips in his big hands and lifted my ass up off the bed so he could pound into me. He absolutely jackhammered my ass, fast and hard and showing no mercy. I came like a geyser erupting, back arched, a scream tearing out of me, and the rush of release overwhelming me in every way. I was panting, crying, while my cock throbbed, and he kept pounding me until he was good and ready to come himself. The deep groan out of him had me coming a little bit more.

That was only our first time together. We barely knew each other. But that was… That was fucking perfection! Honest to god, I might have to stay with him forever.