Prompt 16: Having some “private time” and the other accidentally walking in

Your wish is my command nonny!!

One little fic coming up especially for you and everyone else. Smut for everyone! Light NSFS! Approx 1100 words.

Featuring Ensign Leucen, navigator in training in Captain Ianus’ crew on Cruiser Invictus, and Hierarchy Agent Xeriak ‘Imperious’ Garros, belonging to @doragonkage. Thank you for letting me borrow your man 😉

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Note: Leucen always keeps his translator on because he’s ashamed about his country boy accent. The only one who heard him without it up to now is Xeriak.

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When Leucen woke inside his little nest of blankets and cushions, he was alone. The young man groped around his pillow fort for his lover, but when he realized the bed was clearly Xeriak-free and he couldn’t hear anyone move around the apartment either, he gave a testy little growl. It wasn‘t often that their schedules coincided, what with Leucen being stationed on a cruiser going on missions spirits know where and Xeriak busy working as an agent to the Hierarchy. They had to make every second count, and Xer being out on an errand right now came at the wrong time. Leucen had been looking forward to sweetening their last shared morning with some lazy wake-up sex, which was clearly not happening the way things were now.

With a huff, he brushed one thumb along the seam in his pelvic plates while thinking about alternatives. Maybe he could pull one by himself while waiting? Not what he planned, but right now, his urges were stirring whether a partner was on hand or not, and feeling his tell-tale frustration bubbling up, Leucen was all about distracting himself. He had no idea how long Xer was going to be out, so speed was crucial. Leucen could be fast if he wanted to. A couple years of stealthy nights rubbing one out on his bunk in order to calm down enough to sleep made sure of that.  

Stroking along his parting plates, Leucen reclined back into the cushions with his eyes closed and thought about Xer. How light would reflect on the pitch black of his plates, the way his commands and compliments would make him shiver. The burn of his teeth and talons, the sweet agony of being held down, completely at his lover’s mercy. Only one person in the galaxy could make Leucen feel both loved and desired at the same time, and that was Xeriak, someone he had met by chance at a lousy party, whose advances he’d accepted with a shrug, offering his body for a few short moments of passion and imaginary affection- the way Leucen was used to. But those days were past.

A groan left Leucen when his cock slid free, imagined it was Xer’s hand wrapping around the slick meat, giving a few lazy pumps at first, just to test the waters, thumb brushing along the topmost ridge, teasing him. Losing himself in his fantasy, Leucen’s hips bucked, yearning for his lover’s touch, while he imagined his voice growl honeyed commands…

Just a little more…

“Goldflake?”

Fingers still wrapped around his cock, Leucen’s eyes flew open, focusing on Xeriak standing in the door, a bag of groceries in his arms. He didn’t look especially surprised, but from the way he held his mandibles clamped close to his face and his subvocals thrummed with determination, he wasn’t overjoyed to see Leucen like this, either. Spirits damn Xer and his silent agent walk! That man was a shadow for sure!

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