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Nick
Nick's body was still reeling from the aftershocks of the intense orgasm, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he leaned against the cold wall for support. His limbs felt weak, a heady mix of embarrassment and residual pleasure coursing through him. The sticky evidence of his loss of control clung uncomfortably to his skin, a sharp reminder of the moment that had undone him completely.
Way to ruin a perfectly good pair of pants, he thought with a groan, glancing down at the damp spot on the fabric. His cheeks burned as the reality sank in. The sheer intensity of what had just happened made him feel as though his body no longer belonged to him. It had betrayed him, responding to Dan's touch and presence in a way he hadn't expected, let alone prepared for.
Nick raked a hand through his disheveled hair, already dreading the thought of handing over the soiled pants to the embassy's laundry service. What if they noticed? The thought sent a fresh wave of humiliation crashing over him. What if they knew exactly what this was? He could almost imagine the knowing smirks or hushed whispers behind his back.
Dan had to be doing some Alien magic shit on him. How else could he explain this burning desire coursing through his body? His blood felt on fire, the thing between his legs throbbed like an open wound. And what was with his retractable bone? Being stuck by it wasn't like anything Nick had ever experienced before. And Dan? Why was this Alien on knees for him? And why did that sight send a jolt of primal hunger through Nick.
"W..what are you doing?" Nick asked, pushing his hips towards him as if he couldn't control himself.
Dan smirked. "Studying human male anatomy," Dan said, teasingly as he touched him.
"I am not like this down here, Nick," Dan said, his voice low and weighted with meaning.
Nick blinked, momentarily caught off guard. His heart skipped a beat as curiosity surged within him. "What do you mean?" he asked, his tone sharp with urgency. "You guys have a...cock. I've seen it in Grosh biology class!" His words tumbled out in a rush, more a reflex than a statement.
Dan straightened to his full height, towering over Nick with an intensity that made the air feel heavier. His glowing golden eyes sharpened like embers in the dim room, and Nick's breath caught as Dan's sharp canines became more pronounced. There was a predatory edge to him now, a hunger and raw desire radiating off him that made Nick's knees feel weak.
"You've studied us in our neutral state, Nick," Dan murmured, his voice a velvety growl that sent a shiver down Nick's spine. "But an aroused Grosh male? That's something entirely different." His thumb brushed over Nick's lips with a deliberate slowness, his touch a mix of heat and restraint. Nick felt his lips tingle under the gentle caress.
Nick's gaze flickered downward, instinctively drawn to the prominent bulge straining against Dan's pants. His mind raced, wondering just how different it could be. Images from his biology textbooks floated into his thoughts, though none of them prepared him for this moment. Was it covered in alien ridges or sleek and smooth? Could it be as intimidating as an elephant's or something entirely otherworldly? The possibilities sent his pulse skyrocketing.
"Can I see?" Nick asked, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with equal parts nervousness and anticipation. His own boldness startled him, but the words were already out.
Dan's lips quirked into a small, knowing smile as he leaned in close, the warmth of his breath brushing against Nick's skin. "You will," he whispered softly, the promise in his words making Nick's stomach flip. "In time."
Putting his hands on his ass Dan picked Nick up. For a moment, all thoughts of consequences, rules, and interspecies boundaries melted away. There was only Dan's unrelenting heat, the fire in his gaze, and the electrifying pull between them that neither could resist.
"Woah," Nick gasped. "How did you do that? I am not light by any means."
Dan chuckled. "I can pick up twice your weight without breathing heavily."
"I do like strong men," Nick said, squeezing his biceps.
"Don't talk about other men when you are with me. No one can show you pleasure like me."
"Do you like tooting your own horn, Dan?" Nick teased, grinding himself against Dan's bulge. Dan was definitely big. Bigger than Nick of course but bigger than anyone Nick had ever been with.
Dan groaned, squeezing Nick's butts.
"Do you want me take you right now, Nick? Is that why you are torturing me?," Dan rasped.
"Mhmm..." Nick moaned coherently, sucking on Dan's neck chasing the sweet pleasure building between their bodies.
Nick didn't want him to hold back.
Nick gripped Dan's hair, grinded himself on him with abandon, unable to hold back. Something foreign took over his body, so intense and acute, it vibrated through his body. Like an itch that needed to starched. HE couldn't ignore it, couldn't put it aside, couldn't think straight until he was consumed.
"Ahh..." Nick streamed in frustration, licking Dan's neck, ear, cheek, biting the soft part of his neck. His blunt fingernails dug into Dan's muscular shoulder.
"We have to stop," Dan whispered, trying to pry Nick away.
Nick got down Dan's body and looked at him with disappointment.
"Don't leave me like this," Nick begged, "Please."
"I won't," Dan groaned, taking him to his bed.
Nick could hardly focus on anything as his body throbbed for something he couldn't name. Nick threw his t-shirt away and lay down on the bed like a sacrifice.
Dan's towering body stood before the bed, his eyes glowing orange, his muscles straining against his shirt. Nick should have felt scared of this otherwordly being. But his body had stopped listening to the logical side of his brain a long time ago. He wanted those sharp canines on his body. Wanted that avath in his skin and that cock...fuck..his mind was running wild with probabilities of all the things Dan's cock would do. But then a doubt made him falter. What if they weren't compatible?
"Dan," Nick whimpered, shivering with need for the man. "Are we anatomically compatible?"
Dan paused, his face turning serious. "That's the scary bit, Nick. We are more compatible than you are to the male of your own race."
Nick frowned. "Really?"
Dan crawled towards him. Hovering on top of him, with knees of both sides of his hips. Dan leaned down kissed his chest. Pleasure shot through his body like eletricity.
"There is so much to teach you, Nick. Just the thought of teaching you all the Grosh ways of sex is making me mad with lust. I am scared of my own need for you, Nick."
"Teach me, then. Teach me everything," Nick demanded.
"Are you sure?" He asked in a hoarse voice looking down at Nick with hungry eyes.
Nick nodded with urgency. He was dying for things he couldn't fully understand.
"What do you want?" Dan asked. Pinching his nipple between his knuckles.
"I...God," Nick was having a hard time concentrating. "Don't make me say it!!"
"You have to say it. That is the only way I know you agree to this."
"Agree what, Dan? Sex?"
"Yes. Agree to be my omega."
"What's an omega?" he asked, feeling weird about the word.
Dan's eyes darkened, glowing faintly as he leaned closer to Nick, his voice dipping into a husky, almost predatory tone. "An omega, Nick," he began, his lips brushing the shell of Nick's ear, "is someone destined to be claimed... cherished... possessed."
Nick's heart thudded erratically, his knees threatening to give way under Dan's intense gaze. "Claimed? Possessed? That sounds..." He couldn't finish the sentence, his thoughts too scattered to form words.
"It sounds right," Dan murmured, his fingers tightening on Nick's hips. "An omega is someone who completes their mate. Who drives them to the edge of madness and brings them back whole." His other hand tilted Nick's chin upward, forcing him to meet his smoldering gaze. "It's a bond so deep, so primal... you won't want to escape it. Not that I'd let you."
Nick shivered. "That doesn't... really explain much," he managed to say, his voice weaker than he intended.
Dan's lips curved into a sly smile, his thumb grazing Nick's jaw. "You'll understand, Nick," he whispered, his voice a caress. "When the time comes, you'll feel it... and you'll know exactly what it means to be my omega."
Nick bit her lips looking away. The prospect should have scared Nick but a primal part of him urged him to challenge Dan.
"Will you be my omega then?" Nick asked, meeting his gaze.
"I will be your Alpha, Nick."
"An Alpha? How is that different from omega?"
Dan gulped. "An Alpha," he began, his voice a deep murmur, "is everything an omega needs. Protector. Provider. A force of nature that bends only for one person."
Nick swallowed hard, his heart pounding. "That sounds... intense."
Dan's lips quirked into a smirk as he traced the line of Nick's jaw with the tip of his finger. "It is," Dan admitted, his voice almost a growl. "But it's more than that, Nick. An Alpha craves their omega like air. It's not just want—it's need. A fire that burns hotter every second until it's satisfied."
Nick felt his knees weaken under the weight of Dan's words, his throat dry as he managed to whisper, "And what does the omega do in return?"
Dan's eyes glowed brighter, his gaze locking onto Nick's. "Everything," he said simply, his tone both reverent and possessive. "They give everything, Nick. Their trust, their body, their heart... and the Alpha gives it all back a hundredfold."
Nick's breath hitched, his chest tightening.
"You are talking in prose. You are not giving me real information, Dan. Is it against Grosh protocol to tell a human about your consummation process?"
Dan sighed. "What exactly do you want to know about Nick?"
"What an omega? A third gender?"
"No. They are males in mate bond with an Alpha male."
"Why label one omega and another Alpha when they are both males?"
"Because of their roles in a relationship."
"What kind of roles?"
Dan hesitated, his jaw tightening as he carefully considered his words. Each second stretched as if the air around them had thickened. Finally, he locked eyes with Nick and answered. "The roles are... complementary," Dan said, his voice low and laced with a husky edge that made Nick's throat go dry. "The Alpha leads, protects, and provides. The omega... surrenders, nurtures, and..." He paused deliberately, the word hanging in the charged space between them. "Procreates."
Nick blinked, the last word sending a jolt of confusion through him. "Procreates?" he repeated, his voice tinged with curiosity.
Dan's lips tinghtened, his eyes never leaving Nick's. "Yes, Nick," he said, his tone a strange blend of seriousness and tease. "I could give you a detailed biology lesson about what that means, but right now..." He squeezed Nick's thighs, the heat radiating from his palm palpable. "I'm not exactly in the headspace to focus on biology."
Nick swallowed hard, his skin prickling as Dan's gaze roamed over him like a caress. "Then what are you focused on?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm more interested," Dan murmured, his lips so close Nick could feel his breath, "in seeing you shatter with pleasure in my arms."
Nick's breath hitched, his mind reeling with unspoken questions and an undeniable pull toward the man. He wanted answers—so much more—but in that moment, the weight of Dan's presence, the promise in his words, and the heat in his touch were enough to make him let it slide.
"Make me come, then," Nick said, arching his back.
Dan raised his arm as the Avath appeared on his wrist, coming out to its full length. It was around three inches when fully out. Thick with a pointed end. He touched the tip on Nick's lips.
"What are you doing?" Nick asked in confusion.
"Suck on it," Dan said.
Nick hesitated for a second before closing his lips over the tip, making sure not to keep his tongue away from the tip.
He caressed Nick's stomach and thighs with his Avath, secreting something sweet on his tongue while Dan's hands played with his member.
"Need to taste you," Dan said before going down and doing just that.
Nick sucked harder on the avath instinctively, more of that sweet liquid came out.
Instinct took over. Nick sucked harder on the Avath, drawing forth a fresh gush of that intoxicating sweetness. It flooded his throat, warm and viscous, igniting a fire that spread from his core outward, making his balls tighten and his toes curl.
Dan pulled off with a slick pop, saliva bridging his lips to Nick's glistening tip. He held Nick's gaze, unblinking. "Are you ready, Nick?
Nick wasn't sure for what, only that he was primed, body thrumming like a live wire, ready to surrender to whatever cosmic ecstasy Dan promised. He nodded frantically around the Avath, eyes pleading.
Dan's expression darkened with hunger. Then it happened, a sudden, volcanic eruption from the Avath's pointed tip. Warm liquid jetted across Nick's tongue in thick, rhythmic pulses, far more potent than before.
"Swallow it," Dan ordered, voice laced with raw command. "All of it."
Nick didn't need telling twice. He gulped it down greedily, the sweetness exploding into liquid bliss that raced through his veins like molten starlight. It hit deep, clenching his prostate in an invisible fist, and his orgasm detonated without warning, an earth-shattering cataclysm ripping from his core.
Panic flickered at the edges.
This isn't normal.
But the ecstasy drowned it, turning fear to euphoric haze.
The climax stretched on, a five-minute tempest of bliss that left him writhing, gasping, utterly undone. Dan watched with possessive satisfaction, murmuring praises in a language like wind through crystal caves. When it finally ebbed, Nick collapsed, limbs heavy as lead, mind blissfully blank. Exhaustion claimed him before questions could form, even as Dan's gentle hands began wiping him clean with a warm, clean cloth, his touch lingering like a promise of more.