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away. So tell me what’s really wrong.”
Degorsk jerked. “I’m not afraid of you.”
“No? Maybe you should be.”
The next instant, Degorsk was up against the wall next to his door. Tranis pressed his body against his, and his mouth crushed down on the Imdiko’s.
Degorsk instinctively opened to shout, and the other man’s tongue forged into his mouth. It stroked his with possessive intent, shattering every lucid thought in his head. Degorsk found himself kissing back. Demanding hunger took control, bleeding away anger and fright.
Tranis tasted of feral masculinity. Degorsk sucked on the invading tongue, delighting in the flavor. He groaned, feeling the muscular bulk of the Dramok against his body, pinning him against the wall. His cocks swelled with unabashed need, and he ground against the equally hard crotch of the other man.
Without breaking the devouring kiss, Tranis grabbed the back of Degorsk’s knee, shoving one leg upward. At the same time, he wrapped his hand around Degorsk’s throat in a gesture of domination. He rubbed his groin against the Imdiko’s, and the doctor cried out as pleasure grew heavy in his gut. His greedy cocks begged to be taken into the Dramok’s commanding grip.
While Tranis continued to plunder his mouth and rub against him in ways that had Degorsk thinking he might spill before they could get inside, the Imdiko groped for the manual release to his door. Fuck the fear of getting too close to someone. Fuck his dignity. He needed Tranis in his bed, fucking him. Right now.
He found the door release. With a beep it recognized his print signature and opened. Degorsk grabbed Tranis’ collar, yanked his leg free of the Dramok’s grip, and pulled him towards the open door.
Tranis broke the kiss. He gave Degorsk a little shove, pushing the Imdiko into his quarters. He didn’t follow, instead staring at the doctor from the corridor, breath heaving in and out of his chest.
The Dramok grinned. “I see you’ve changed your mind about me. But perhaps you’re right. We should get to know each other better. I need to find out what you’re so scared of. And you need to know I am always in control.”
Degorsk tried to make sense of what the younger man was saying, but his ears were roaring and the demanding heat in his cocks were making it hard to think. He growled. “Very funny, Tranis. Get your ass in here.”
Tranis took a step back. Then another. “Maybe tomorrow night. You have an early shift, remember? Good night, Degorsk.”
He turned and walked away.
Degorsk stood there, his mouth hanging open, trying to figure out what was happening. Surely Tranis wasn’t really going to leave him this way?
“Son of a bitch!”
He lunged out of his quarters, looking down the corridor in the direction Tranis had gone. The Dramok was nowhere in sight. He had left Degorsk with cocks so hard they hurt. He was actually bent over from the strain.
Degorsk swore every foul word he knew between clenched teeth, ending with, “You smug bastard. Like hell I’ll give you another chance!”
Damn it, now he was in the middle of the corridor, talking to himself. Wasn’t that just great. Degorsk stormed into his quarters, still snarling under his breath as he decided the only way he was going to get any rest tonight was with the help of sleep inducements.
But first he had an emergency appointment with his hand.
Chapter 4
“You should have fucked him while you had the chance.”
Lidon was delighted to see Tranis start at his words, which interrupted the Dramok as he was about to enter his quarters. The first officer swung around to stare at him.
Tranis scowled. “Damn. Are you sure you’re not faking that injury? I never heard you coming!”
Lidon limped closer. “You saw my leg. I think it’s probably more a case of you being somewhat impaired. Someone took advantage of his
Degorsk jerked. “I’m not afraid of you.”
“No? Maybe you should be.”
The next instant, Degorsk was up against the wall next to his door. Tranis pressed his body against his, and his mouth crushed down on the Imdiko’s.
Degorsk instinctively opened to shout, and the other man’s tongue forged into his mouth. It stroked his with possessive intent, shattering every lucid thought in his head. Degorsk found himself kissing back. Demanding hunger took control, bleeding away anger and fright.
Tranis tasted of feral masculinity. Degorsk sucked on the invading tongue, delighting in the flavor. He groaned, feeling the muscular bulk of the Dramok against his body, pinning him against the wall. His cocks swelled with unabashed need, and he ground against the equally hard crotch of the other man.
Without breaking the devouring kiss, Tranis grabbed the back of Degorsk’s knee, shoving one leg upward. At the same time, he wrapped his hand around Degorsk’s throat in a gesture of domination. He rubbed his groin against the Imdiko’s, and the doctor cried out as pleasure grew heavy in his gut. His greedy cocks begged to be taken into the Dramok’s commanding grip.
While Tranis continued to plunder his mouth and rub against him in ways that had Degorsk thinking he might spill before they could get inside, the Imdiko groped for the manual release to his door. Fuck the fear of getting too close to someone. Fuck his dignity. He needed Tranis in his bed, fucking him. Right now.
He found the door release. With a beep it recognized his print signature and opened. Degorsk grabbed Tranis’ collar, yanked his leg free of the Dramok’s grip, and pulled him towards the open door.
Tranis broke the kiss. He gave Degorsk a little shove, pushing the Imdiko into his quarters. He didn’t follow, instead staring at the doctor from the corridor, breath heaving in and out of his chest.
The Dramok grinned. “I see you’ve changed your mind about me. But perhaps you’re right. We should get to know each other better. I need to find out what you’re so scared of. And you need to know I am always in control.”
Degorsk tried to make sense of what the younger man was saying, but his ears were roaring and the demanding heat in his cocks were making it hard to think. He growled. “Very funny, Tranis. Get your ass in here.”
Tranis took a step back. Then another. “Maybe tomorrow night. You have an early shift, remember? Good night, Degorsk.”
He turned and walked away.
Degorsk stood there, his mouth hanging open, trying to figure out what was happening. Surely Tranis wasn’t really going to leave him this way?
“Son of a bitch!”
He lunged out of his quarters, looking down the corridor in the direction Tranis had gone. The Dramok was nowhere in sight. He had left Degorsk with cocks so hard they hurt. He was actually bent over from the strain.
Degorsk swore every foul word he knew between clenched teeth, ending with, “You smug bastard. Like hell I’ll give you another chance!”
Damn it, now he was in the middle of the corridor, talking to himself. Wasn’t that just great. Degorsk stormed into his quarters, still snarling under his breath as he decided the only way he was going to get any rest tonight was with the help of sleep inducements.
But first he had an emergency appointment with his hand.
Chapter 4
“You should have fucked him while you had the chance.”
Lidon was delighted to see Tranis start at his words, which interrupted the Dramok as he was about to enter his quarters. The first officer swung around to stare at him.
Tranis scowled. “Damn. Are you sure you’re not faking that injury? I never heard you coming!”
Lidon limped closer. “You saw my leg. I think it’s probably more a case of you being somewhat impaired. Someone took advantage of his
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