The Dove Bounty (BoyxBoy)

Round 3: Third time's a Charm

My eyes were fixated on Strauss as the tall dark feline strolled his way out of the kitchen, his long black tail flicking from side to side while he disappeared around the corner. Left in a daze, once again I was swirling in a fog of pleasure and being unsatisfied as fuck. Letting out an irritated sigh I tilted my head back and my knees shook weakly. My body still tingled with the lingering touch Strauss had pressed upon me. So many thoughts swung through my mind.

Was he just playing with me? After all, he'd been messing with the Navigation system to get a so-called cute rile from me. "He's so childish," I huffed. The loose jeans were no longer comfortable. I needed something to take my mind off the fact I still had a boner and no place to release. "Fuck, is Strauss really messing with me?" The simple idea had my heart aching. I started to storm out of the kitchen after the troublesome feline to clear things with him, only to drop to my knees with a gut wrenching pain.

I wasn't going to make it far without something in my belly. I cursed myself for skipping dinner last night and making the blind decision to confront Strauss. I balled my fists before picking myself up and putting the rage to simmer in the depths of my mind, then made my way back to the forgotten food. Grabbing the Baroosa soup from the microwave, it didn't look as appetizing as it previously did... but I needed something in my stomach. Strauss said I'd need my strength; I had only an inkling of what he meant. It made a wave of heat flush through my body. I had to calm myself so I took a deep breath in and let it out before making my way to the empty rows of tables and seating myself in my usual spot. I was stirring the soup without thought and licked my lips before taking a spoonful in, but stopped when a citrus taste tantalized my taste buds. It sent a painful rush to my still hard cock - I cursed Strauss in my mind and shoveled the Baroosa soup in my mouth.

'Final call. All T.H crew members report to bay station three for departure.' The robotic voice rang throughout the ship.

It was frustrating that I couldn't say I didn't like when Strauss kissed me and his hands ravaged my body, but I had no idea what would come after... okay maybe I did. I was pretty curious in my younger days and at the age of twenty-four, it wasn't that long ago.

I just... never found myself going back for more, whether it was a male or female. If someone was cute or appealing to me I would indulge, searching for that all consuming lust high. The only step I never took with any man or woman was penetration of my virgin ring. I grew tired of the blurred nights of messy mistakes. Coming aboard the Isodel Bounty Ship was a saving grace. I was able to put that tiring hunt behind me and focus on the galaxies I adored so much from my home planet.

Little did I know that Strauss could give me what I'd been searching for from just one touch. I would've given him everything last night if he didn't have the willpower to stop it - and I was quite sure I would've dropped my pants in the kitchen too if he, once again, hadn't stopped us. I felt my face flush with heat at the thought.

Strauss was intoxicating.

In just one night of drug induced bliss, my world had been flipped and now I felt like the one chasing after Strauss for the relief deep down low. Was I really set on him though? I shoved another spoonful of soup in my mouth as I stared at the empty wall across from me. I was frustrated with how little time I had to deal with everything in between Strauss's attacks.

I scratched at the bite mark he had left on my shoulder and his citrusy scent wafted into my nostrils. I couldn't help my heart racing in my chest; Strauss had marked me and spread his scent all over the shirt I wore. "What did I encourage?" I spoke under my breath. It was like he was embedding himself in me... claiming me...