Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

SEIWA

E llis fell asleep while I was still inside him, and I took that as a compliment. His responsiveness and willingness to submit—with some encouragement—made us an excellent match. I desperately hoped he would remember that about us once I was brave enough to explain that we were mates. For the moment, though, I could avoid the discussion and focus instead on cleaning us both.

He was deliciously tight, and I moaned as I withdrew from him. The corner of his mouth twitched like he was smiling in his sleep. I kissed his forehead before wiping the tears from his temples with my thumbs. What a gift Ellis was. He gave his whole self over to me. Trusted me completely. Knowing that filled me with so many emotions, I didn't know what to do with them. Clearing my throat, I pushed up and away from him.

And had to take a moment to look him over. The metal rings through his nipples and cock were something I was going to have to spend a great deal more time exploring. For some reason, I also had an urge to decorate him further. Maybe a chain connecting each of the rings? Hmm, I'd have to think about that.

I got a cleansing cloth and scrubbed at my abdomen before getting another one and wiping off my cock. With a fresh cloth, I gently swiped at Ellis's chest and abs to clean him of his own spend. Then, after retrieving a tube of salve with nanobots specifically coded to aid in recovering from vigorous or frequent mating, I put on another glove and set about applying it to the rim and just inside Ellis's hole.

He moaned and pulled his legs back, opening himself up, as his arms slithered up over his head again. I chuckled at how well he obeyed my unspoken commands even in sleep. But now that he was clean and medicated, I rolled him onto his side and cuddled in behind him. He moaned again and rubbed his nose into my arm under his head. When he stilled again, he was breathing in my fur. Could I assume my scent had an effect on him, too? I buried my nose in his short hair and let the smell of my mate lull me to sleep with him.

I couldn't say how long I slept, but I opened my eyes to find Ellis turned toward me and stroking up along one of my ears. It twitched involuntarily, and he met my gaze with a sheepish expression.

"Sorry," he said with a little wince.

"You can explore me. Just make your touch firmer. That tickled."

He huffed a laugh before focusing on my ear and biting his bottom lip. The way he gripped and stroked this time felt erotic, like he was holding my cock, and reawakened my desires. In a moment, Ellis looked down my body and then back up at my face to grin at me.

"That didn't tickle," I said.

"I noticed." He stroked my ear again, stretching up to reach the very tip. "How are you even softer here?"

Since he seemed to be in a mood to explore, I got off the bed and held my hands out. "Go ahead," I encouraged. "Touch whatever you wish."

He bit his bottom lip and got up. I stayed still as he moved around behind me. A moment later, I flinched as I felt his hands grab my tail.

"It's so fluffy!" he practically yelled.

I blinked several times before looking over my shoulder at him. "You have free access to any part of me, and you choose to grab my tail and exclaim over its texture?"

He let me go, putting his hands behind his back, and cleared his throat. "Uh. Yeah."

Maybe the fact that he didn't have such an appendage made mine special for him? "Well, you can touch my tail whenever you wish."

Ellis snorted, grinning. "Yeah, that's something I should only do in private."

I turned around and was about to ask him why when I realized his cock was fully erect as well. From holding onto my tail?

"Don't even ask me why," he said with a hand up as if to stop me. "I don't know the answer. It's just that your fluffy bits," he said as he waved his hand, indicating all of me, " just do it for me."

My fluffy bits? Ears, tail— Oh. The parts that made me not human. He enjoyed and was most attracted to what made me Norlon. That was interesting. Yes, I liked that. "I like your non-fluffy bits best as well."

Ellis came in close and wrapped his arms around me. He pressed his face between my pectorals and breathed deeply. I could rest my chin on top of his head and did so as I held him in return.

How did one break it to their brand-new mate that they were a mate? I'd seen the end result of several friends having found human mates by now, but I'd never asked any of them how they'd gone about revealing the situation. I understood that humans didn't find their mates like Norlons did. Ellis might enjoy the way I smelled, but it was possible that my scent didn't inform him of my emotional state any more than it told him I was his fated, life-long companion.

Humans trusted their hearts.

Perhaps I needed to woo him like I would someone who was not my mate but whom I was attracted to and wished to form a connection with? I'd done that before. None of those relationships had lasted very long, but I'd thought they were good ones. Yes, I could woo Ellis and thus engage his heart. Once I accomplished that, it might be natural to reveal our mated status and not cause him any upset.

I was about to suggest dinner on the observation deck when Ellis's hands roamed down my back and over my ass. Dinner could wait. But when he returned to holding onto my tail, I had to hold my breath to keep from laughing. Of course, that was easier to do when he shifted over just enough to straddle my thigh and frot against me.

He looked up at me and went still. "Oh. Um, sorry. I didn't?—"

I grabbed him back when he stepped away. "That my tail arouses you so much confuses me, but I don't dislike it or any other fetish you have for me."

He relaxed against me. "Fetish, actually, is a good word for it."

"Would you like to mate me? From behind so that you could see my tail?"

"You want to?" He seemed surprised.

"I'm not against such pleasures—for either of us." I reached back and removed his arms from around me to hold them over his head. "Would you let me bind you like this while we do it?"

I could see how he shivered. He seemed to suddenly have trouble breathing normally as he closed his eyes and nodded rapidly. I smiled at his immediate response and the intense scent of his rising arousal as I let him go so that I could open one of the lockers against the far wall. Pride washed through me when he gasped at the contents, and I turned to watch him approach.

We truly were meant to be if the restraints he could now see didn't have him running from the room. Mouth open and eyes wide, his gaze flicked over each piece as he stood in front of the door. "Choose which one you'd like me to use," I told him.

Ellis made a little squeak that I wasn't even sure he was aware of as he quickly pointed to three items. I gave him a moment to actually decide, assuming this might be overwhelming to him. Each of the ones he'd pointed at was a different style of cuff with either bars or chains holding them together. I would happily use any one of them on him.

He cleared his throat loudly, one hand resting on his chest as he seemed to take a moment. "So I guess I don't have to explain bondage to you, huh?" He nodded, gaze skipping over everything again. "Yeah, you've got it."

"I'm somewhat rare in ways that don't relate to my coloring."

"Right, but somewhere out there on a whole other planet is a bondage store."

"Oh, no. I made these myself."

He slowly panned over to stare up at me. "Seriously?"

"Yes? I started with ropes and things like your tie, but soon wanted more comfort and restriction. I began designing a variety of cuffs and what you see here."

Ellis barked a laugh and then a moment later he was belly laughing. He bumped into me, so I wrapped my arm around him in an attempt to keep him on his feet. I didn't bother trying to ask him what about my work was so hilarious to him and instead simply waited.

When he quieted, Ellis looked up at me with tears on his cheeks and a big grin. "You really are perfect."

I didn't need any further explanation with a declaration like that. I leaned down and kissed him soundly before I picked him up and carried him over to my lounge chair. I shoved a box of odds and ends onto the floor so that I could deposit him on the seat. I took a moment to admire the look of him stretched out on the pale gray material.

"You pick which cuffs," he said as he stretched his arms over his head. His cock began to stiffen again, the ring through it shining in the overhead light.

I selected the cuffs that were connected by a bar and straddled him as I put them on his delicate wrists. On the frame of the chair was a panel I pushed on to have a hook flip up. Ellis gasped upon seeing it and let me move the bar into position for the hook to hold it. There was another hook embedded in the foot of the chair, but I wanted to watch his legs and feet move as I rode him in reverse so he could watch my tail bounce.

I let Ellis simmer in his desires while I got a glove on and a generous amount of lube in that hand.

"You know," he said, "if you ever want to play doctor with those gloves, I'm in."

That he was making plans for more time together than right now pleased me as much as knowing he thought the gloves were sexy. In truth, I used them because when my fur was wet, it became translucent, revealing my pink skin beneath it. I used the gloves to keep my hands dry and save myself from having to see that and be reminded of all the bullying I'd endured as a child.

Not wanting to think of any of that, I straddled Ellis again only this time faced away from him. His toes curled and then he gasped when I leaned forward, braced on one hand while the other reached between my legs. I tried not to make any noise, wanting to hear him alone, as I slicked my hole and breached it with two fingers. Ellis whined, his legs restless in front of me, and I heard the clink of metal on metal as he no doubt moved his arms as well.

"I'm gonna get hard every time I see your tail now. Oh, my god," he said and moaned as I pumped my fingers.

I didn't need much prep—it was mostly a show for him—so I reached down to smear the rest of the lube on his cock. He began a litany of what might've been prayer as I gripped him and aimed his cock at my hole.

I could feel the ring as I lowered myself onto him. The foreignness of stiff metal on the tip of his warm cock had me shivering in awareness of it as I bounced him deeper into me.

"Oh, my fucking god," he said, his voice rising through that sentence. "Seiwa, oh, fuck!"

I smiled as I watched him dig his heels into the chair to push his hips up. With an appreciative moan, I held still and let him fuck me for a moment. He wasn't very big, but that wasn't the point. Ellis was my mate, and I wanted to give him every sensation and fantasy he desired. When he dropped onto the lounge with a whine and I could hear him panting, I renewed my ride, my own cock stiff and heavy between my spread thighs.

I eased back, taking his full length inside me, and Ellis suddenly cried out and stiffened beneath me. I kept moving, riding him through his orgasm, and pleased to have made him come so quickly. When he whined again, louder and drawn out, I lifted away and turned around.

Flushed and glistening, Ellis stared up at me as he twisted his wrists in their cuffs. His cock flopped against his heaving abs, and I drew the back of a claw along it, causing him to grunt and come a little more. Pleased to have undone him so well, I braced one hand on the back of the chair and leaned over him.

Cock in hand, I watched him staring as I stroked myself. He kept biting his lips, making them swollen and red, his gaze fixed on my cock. I began to leak, and he moaned as my cum dripped down onto his chest. He was so beautiful when he looked into my eyes and smiled that I couldn't resist coming. I deliberately shot on his chest and abs and cock, painting him in white and reveling in how possessive I felt in that moment. I wanted to rub my cum into his skin and make him wear it forever.

I kissed him deeply instead, knowing he was mine by the way he kissed me back.