My cock is throbbing the entire time. For hours, I have held myself back from exploding, but I can't take it anymore. I need her.
"Suck my fucking cock," I say.
She opens her mouth wide and rolls out her tongue. "Here, I am."
I fuck her face. I use her mouth. Her jaw is slack as her body still shivers from orgasm.
Her mouth feels warm as I slide in against the bed of her tongue. Holding deep in her throat, I kiss the top of her head. The pressure builds inside my balls until there's nothing left to feel but pleasure itself.
I spray.
"Don't stop. Swallow it all," I grunt.
She keeps her throat open for me.
"Swallow. Every. Drop," I command.
Ropes of cum shoot down her throat. The image of her covered in milky excess is the last straw. The pleasure takes over, and I am erratic with a delight I’ve never felt before.
Hungrily, she swallows all of it. All I can think is, “I want to pour into her forever.”
Forever.
In a haze of pleasure, I relax back into the water. "Fuck, human. You have proven to me you're ready," I say.
Saliva and seed drips down her chin. Her eyes are half-closed. She looks ready for another long nap.
"That was incredible, Ax," she says. "I never knew I could feel that way."
"No one has satisfied you before," I say.
"No one, except you."
I drain the water and help her dry off. I roll a towel over her hair, pausing only to look into her hazel eyes. "I'm lucky," I say.
But as I dress her, I feel a deep and heavy emotion wash over me.
I have helped transport thousands of slaves to their respective posts, but my connection with this one is something complex. Most aliens would avoid complicating the breeding process with a human, but she's not just any human. She's my human.
I hold her leash as I walk her back to the empty water reservoir. Once the ladder is firmly in place, I point to the darkness. "Go on."
"Can't I just sleep with you?" she asks.
"Tomorrow we'll go on that walk and watch the sun rise above the mountains,” I say.
I see tears begin to form around the base of her eyes. I hate letting her down, but she must realize that I can't give her everything she wants. Once she is pregnant, she will have to be stronger. I haven't taught her enough.
She steps down one platform and stops. "You promise to take me on that walk?" she asks. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen a sunrise.”
I swipe her chin with my finger and kiss her. Our tongues cling to one another, as if we shouldn't separate tonight.
I ingest her sweet saliva and soak up this image of her. "I promise."
I close the lid shut and sigh. Already, I have sworn to provide her with things I cannot easily provide. Next, she will want to leave.
As I walk back upstairs, I look at the night sky. For once, it isn't lit up by bombs. Finally, a night of peace.
Maybe this will work out.