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Robin Moray
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July 15 - July 17, 2019
and then you get to name them things like Erikisa Dumbassus, and then send pics of them to your stupid ex.
The kid is even more doe-eyed up close.
And my golden one was not prepared.
It is a curse, and a burden, and I want to find him and follow him and get the scent of him in my lungs again. The thought of it makes me swell beneath my kilt. Such things I want of him.
“Cameron,” I say, touching my chest with both hands. Then I gesture up to him. It doesn’t always work. On Yuanfang III it nearly got someone eaten, because it looked too close to the ritual sign for ‘I offer myself up graciously for consumption’. I’m betting that’s not going to happen again.
It takes everything I have not to say ‘Jesus fucking Christ’ out loud. The boy is hung.
Then he reaches out with both hands and touches my chest. “Ramram,” he says.
He goes still at once, but then he presses back against me, like a teenager who doesn’t know what he’s doing. Again, the scientist in me notes: The aliens do not understand what kissing is.
The aliens have tongues, and they taste like brown buttery sugar.
Perhaps there are other peoples who do this thing, mouth to mouth as cock to cock. It was very pleasurable.
Ah. Perhaps I should help him, then. I am eager, after all, to know if my pursuit of him will bear fruit, or wither on the vine.
The sweetness of his dew spills down his thighs, slicking him until he is soaking with it. I gather it with my fingers and smooth it over his hide.
There is so much of it, spilling out of me like lava from a fire mountain, and it takes forever for the throbbing to cease.
“See, you’re being melodramatic. Exactly like menstrual cramps.”
and I just happen to be the one he decided to rub off on.
“Hi,” he says.
Holy shit. (In the background I hear Mike mutter ‘Holy shit!’ to himself, and yeah, I know.)
It is shaped like a tablet, but he does not jab at it with a stylus.
hunting grounds of my people, and he accepts it. And, by placing himself beneath them as he has done, that he is also mine. I am satisfied with this. It is good. He should be mine.
Cam’ren flinches, and opens his eyes. He is beautiful. His eyes are green, like ripe petals. I want to tell him how beautiful he is but he could not understand me if I tried.
wonder if they will welcome mixing their blood with ours, perhaps to cure their failings.
It all makes sense, suddenly, the cloth, the gifts of food, the clan-markers. He is offering me himself.
I’m only human, and his inhuman hotness is turning my brain to mush.
Mike don’t, don’t watch this,”
And then he throws his head back, body bent like a bow, and comes like a geyser.
“I told you not to look,” I say, feeling vaguely annoyed with him.
And then, if you will allow it, I will watch over you until we are made smoke, and join the ancestors in the sky.”
Actually, that’s fine. I can be objective. It’s actually kind of fascinating. “Wow, do you think it works?”
“Yeah, Cam, anything you want to tell your doctor? Maybe about something you might have put in your mouth today?”
I actually laughed out loud while reading on the train.
“Bangable.” Karl doesn’t look embarrassed about it, just rocks the vid back and forth, checking out angles. “Extremely bangable.”
Hie eyes narrow, and I know what’s coming. I mean, it’s probably me.
“I will mate you thoroughly, I swear to you, that your cries will wake the ancestors from their slumbers.”
I will never let him go, once he has agreed to be my mate. No-one may hurt him. I will keep him safe forever. I tell him this, whispering it into his pelt as he arches against my chest.
“Then my brother has found these strangers much to his taste.”
“Yeah, and earlier today everyone saw me get fingerbanged by an alien.”
His eyes flutter closed, and he sighs. “He says, with dick breath. Fucking hell, Tal’jen, you really are the most selfless boyfriend I’ve ever had.”
