around his thumb and leaned in to kiss him, passionate and deep, like he was doing something he knew he shouldn't and had to do it quickly before he reconsidered. His fingers slipped up into Therse's hair, running frantic over his body and grabbing at the fabric of his suit for purchase as they moved.
Meitou groaned against him, and Therse could feel the man's thighs twitching, his kiss almost desperate as they wound up to climax. Meitou's hand went to his cock, fisting hard as they kissed, then he pulled away, teeth grit in frustration, thrusting hard enough down on Therse to shake the module. Therse watched his face intently as he reached orgasm, head snapping back, ejaculate painting Therse's chest in hot spurts. Therse was breathing hard. That had been one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. Hot enough to make him forget what a selfish asshole he was being right now.
Meitou looked exhausted as he came down from it, then regained his composure, panting in surprise at himself. He went to kiss Therse again, but thought better of it. “I'll be honest, it's been a while since I came that hard.” He ran a finger through the warm come plastered over the suit and seemed somehow satisfied to see Therse marked by his orgasm.
Then he pulled off, leaving Therse still wound up and flushed.
"Hurry up and fuck me already,” Therse spat, twisting as much as he was able.
Meitou chuckled. “That's more like it."
He pulled down the suit flap covering Therse's groin and slipped his fingers in, reaching for Therse's prostate with lubed fingertips. Therse was in a bad way.
Meitou leaned in, pressing against him. “You want it?” he said, low and close.
"Yeah,” Therse all but snarled.
Meitou gripped his neck and ground his re-awakened erection against Therse's thigh. “Tell me how you want it."
"Hard, fuck me hard,” he demanded.
Therse felt the harness hoisted under his leg, Meitou using his sheer brute strength to wrench it up. He cried out as Meitou slammed into him. “Don't hold back,” Meitou told him. “Give me a reason to fuck you this good..."
He was starting to lose it altogether as Meitou fucked him harder, driving in and out of him, riding over his prostate. “Fuck! Yes!” he yelled, tensing in the harness as he began to unravel.
Then Meitou stopped.
Therse writhed about, flexing as much as he was able, trying to get Meitou to start up again. “Fucking move! ” he hissed. Fingers thrust into his mouth to quiet him down.
"You have a real dirty mouth when you're wound up this tight,” Meitou told him, voice thick with seduction. “I like it.” He moved again, slowly. “Unfortunately for you, that means I'll want to stretch this out."
"Shit,” Therse said, licking, sucking, biting down desperately on the fingers in his mouth.
"Christ, you would have made a fantastic whore."
Therse scowled up at him.
"I'd bet men halfway across the segment would've paid handsomely to ride your pretty ass,” he said, drawing out of Therse all the way and pulling back his foreskin before plunging back in. “And paid even more handsomely for the chance to break you in.” Meitou pulled his fingers out far enough so that Therse could speak.
"Tough shit, then, that I'm going to be a Navy Commander, eh?” Therse said, thrusting his tongue between Meitou's fingertips.
"Oh, so you made your decision? Shame, if you ask me. You could have been filthy rich trading on your assets."
"I'm not cheap enough to sell my body."
"That's not what they'd be buying, not really. They'd all want the chance to tame you."
Meitou was rubbing him so good it was hard to maintain enough focus to speak. “Tame me?"
"All that rage you feel, all that anger. It's dripping up to the surface. If you wore it like you're wearing it now, there's not a man alive who wouldn't want to rein you in."
"You don't know...what the fuck you're talking about...” he gasped.
"Sure I do. Right now you're helpless and you can't stand it, but it feels
Meitou groaned against him, and Therse could feel the man's thighs twitching, his kiss almost desperate as they wound up to climax. Meitou's hand went to his cock, fisting hard as they kissed, then he pulled away, teeth grit in frustration, thrusting hard enough down on Therse to shake the module. Therse watched his face intently as he reached orgasm, head snapping back, ejaculate painting Therse's chest in hot spurts. Therse was breathing hard. That had been one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. Hot enough to make him forget what a selfish asshole he was being right now.
Meitou looked exhausted as he came down from it, then regained his composure, panting in surprise at himself. He went to kiss Therse again, but thought better of it. “I'll be honest, it's been a while since I came that hard.” He ran a finger through the warm come plastered over the suit and seemed somehow satisfied to see Therse marked by his orgasm.
Then he pulled off, leaving Therse still wound up and flushed.
"Hurry up and fuck me already,” Therse spat, twisting as much as he was able.
Meitou chuckled. “That's more like it."
He pulled down the suit flap covering Therse's groin and slipped his fingers in, reaching for Therse's prostate with lubed fingertips. Therse was in a bad way.
Meitou leaned in, pressing against him. “You want it?” he said, low and close.
"Yeah,” Therse all but snarled.
Meitou gripped his neck and ground his re-awakened erection against Therse's thigh. “Tell me how you want it."
"Hard, fuck me hard,” he demanded.
Therse felt the harness hoisted under his leg, Meitou using his sheer brute strength to wrench it up. He cried out as Meitou slammed into him. “Don't hold back,” Meitou told him. “Give me a reason to fuck you this good..."
He was starting to lose it altogether as Meitou fucked him harder, driving in and out of him, riding over his prostate. “Fuck! Yes!” he yelled, tensing in the harness as he began to unravel.
Then Meitou stopped.
Therse writhed about, flexing as much as he was able, trying to get Meitou to start up again. “Fucking move! ” he hissed. Fingers thrust into his mouth to quiet him down.
"You have a real dirty mouth when you're wound up this tight,” Meitou told him, voice thick with seduction. “I like it.” He moved again, slowly. “Unfortunately for you, that means I'll want to stretch this out."
"Shit,” Therse said, licking, sucking, biting down desperately on the fingers in his mouth.
"Christ, you would have made a fantastic whore."
Therse scowled up at him.
"I'd bet men halfway across the segment would've paid handsomely to ride your pretty ass,” he said, drawing out of Therse all the way and pulling back his foreskin before plunging back in. “And paid even more handsomely for the chance to break you in.” Meitou pulled his fingers out far enough so that Therse could speak.
"Tough shit, then, that I'm going to be a Navy Commander, eh?” Therse said, thrusting his tongue between Meitou's fingertips.
"Oh, so you made your decision? Shame, if you ask me. You could have been filthy rich trading on your assets."
"I'm not cheap enough to sell my body."
"That's not what they'd be buying, not really. They'd all want the chance to tame you."
Meitou was rubbing him so good it was hard to maintain enough focus to speak. “Tame me?"
"All that rage you feel, all that anger. It's dripping up to the surface. If you wore it like you're wearing it now, there's not a man alive who wouldn't want to rein you in."
"You don't know...what the fuck you're talking about...” he gasped.
"Sure I do. Right now you're helpless and you can't stand it, but it feels