Lirien's POV
Vael's kiss left me dizzy. My lips tingled, my heart raced , and for one long second I forgot where we were forgot I was a stowaway, forgot the danger.
Then he pulled back just enough to look at me. His glowing eyes were softer now, but still burning.
"Come with me," he said quietly. His voice was rough, like he was fighting himself too. "My quarters. It's safer there. No one will find us."
I should have said no. We had just met. He was the captain. I was nothing but trouble on his ship. But my body was screaming louder than my brain. Heat was rising fast now, making my skin hot and my hole clench around nothing. All I could think about was how empty I felt. How badly I needed something, anything, inside me.
"Okay," I whispered. My voice sounded small and needy.
Vael didn't waste time. He wrapped one strong arm around my waist and guided me through the corridors. We moved quickly, staying in the shadows and low-gravity zones so no one would see us. Every step made my thighs slide together, slick soaking my torn clothes. I bit my lip to keep from moaning.
When we reached his door, he pressed his palm to the scanner. It opened with a soft hiss. His quarters were bigger than I expected clean, dark, with a large bed built into the wall, soft lighting, and a huge window showing the stars outside.
The door locked behind us.
Vael turned to face me. He looked torn. His hands flexed at his sides like he wanted to touch me but was holding back.
"Lirien…" He ran a hand through his short dark hair. "We don't have to do anything more tonight. We just met. This is moving too fast. I don't want to hurt you or push you."
His words were kind. They made my chest feel warm. But my heat didn't care about kindness. It was blinding me. My hole kept twitching, aching to be filled. Slick was running down my legs now. I felt empty, desperate, almost crying from how much I needed it.
"I know," I said, voice shaking. "We just met… and part of me is scared. But the heat… it's so strong. All I can think about is how empty I feel. I just want… I need something inside me. Please."
I stepped closer to him, my hands reaching for his uniform. My fingers trembled as I touched his chest. He was so warm, so solid. I looked up into his eyes, letting him see how badly I was struggling.
"I'm not saying I want everything right now," I whispered. "But… can you just help me? Touch me there? Fill me a little? I can't think straight anymore."
Vael's breath caught. I saw the war in his eyes,wanting me, but also caring enough to hesitate. He gently took my hands in his.
"You're trembling," he said softly. "I can smell how much you need it. But I need to know you're sure. Even a little bit."
Tears pricked my eyes. The heat was making everything too intense my body on fire, my emotions raw. I nodded, pressing my forehead to his chest.
"I'm scared because it's you… but I feel safe with you too. Please, Vael. Just… help me feel full. I need it so bad."
He let out a low, shaky breath. His arms came around me, pulling me close. One hand stroked my back gently while the other slid lower, resting just above my waist.
"Alright," he murmured against my hair. "I'll take care of you. But we go slow. If you want to stop, you tell me. Understand?"
I nodded against him, already pushing my hips forward, seeking any kind of pressure. The ache between my legs was almost painful now. All I wanted was to feel him inside me,even just his fingers,to ease the blinding need.
Vael guided me toward the bed, his touch careful but sure. As we moved, I could feel how hard he was too, but he was holding back for me.
In that moment,I didn't just need his body.
I was starting to need him,Fuck.