Siege - Sci-Fi (M/M)

13. Not giving up

Jaxenayo

I was fighting Izan on a mat and it was ridiculous. Me, fighting. It was almost laughable. I wouldn't harm anything back home, not even a beto-neck termaclick (a bit like the humans flies). But here I am, avoiding the punches of the only thing I have ever had feelings for.

He kicked me to the ground and I dragged him down with me. Izan was one hell of a fighter and this was not going to end easily. He looked so handsome when he was angry and I wanted nothing more than to straddle him right now.

It's good that Secaro men can hide their, er, approval when they want to because I would have been discovered. Izan didn't seem to be having the same feelings I was having right now as he wouldn't have been able to hide it. We were pressed right against each other and I would have felt it.

I hope Izan hadn't gone off me. I was probably being a little too cautious by not speaking a word to him but he had to understand it was for his own good. Surely he wouldn't think it was over between us, he was the one suggesting this fight after all and I take that to be a sign that he wants to know me still.

Currently he was on top of me pinning me down. I don't know how this had happened as I am bigger than him, but our eyes connected and he loosened his grip. He was definitely still into me because that look wasn't innocent, and one of my hearts swelled at this thought. He had to know I was still interested.

I didn't take the opportunity of his loosened grip to buck him off me or pin him down. I would have to have him right here, right now in front of everyone if I ended up with him underneath me! Instead, I held the gaze, watching his head dip down slightly towards my face.

I can't let him kiss me here in front of everyone, he was going to be getting a one way ticket back to Earth if anyone seen him do it. I surrender and made an excuse to leave. I hope that he follows me when I leave, but how do I tell him to do that? What if I was misreading things between us?

A thought flashed in my head, I could wink! Humans did that all the time to suggest a more sexual meaning. Maybe he would understand this. I shook his hand and winked. There. He could either understand and follow me, or not understand and follow me anyway.

Well either that or he wasn't into me and would just walk away back to his cabin - no harm done (well not to him, my second heart was feeling a little pained thinking that this could happen).

I practically ran back to my cabin. I didn't want to see him give up and walk away from this, or have him catch me halfway and chicken out. What was taking him so long? I felt like I had been waiting a year for him to approach my door.

He finally turned up and my hand hovered above the open button by my doors. I waited briefly for him to signal he was there or something on the monitor but he didn't. He was having second thoughts - I could see that much. Damn, what should I do? I can't force this upon him if he isn't ready.

He did turn up though - that had to mean something. If he wasn't interested he would have not bothered at all. Izan turned his back on the door as if to walk away. That was it, I would just go for it and make my move.

I opened my door and grabbed his hand, practically dragging him backwards into my cabin. I didn't even let the doors fully close before I planted my lips on his and wrapped my arms around him. He sunk himself into my arms and returned the kiss.

Our tongues were behaving of their own accord, massaging and stroking each other like long-lost lovers re-uniting after years apart. My hands were also in a mind of their own - one stroking the back of his head, the other cupping his ass. He had one resting on my chest with the other under my chin, pulling my face in for more.

This was something else entirely - an experience like never before. My hearts were working in overdrive, hammering hard against my ribs, which I am pretty sure he could feel. I was hungry for more of him and I pulled his ass so he came closer to me. He was definitely enjoying this judging by the stiffness in his pants. I even allowed myself to show my own arousal.

As soon as I did this though, I regretted it. Izan stopped dead, not moving his mouth or his hands and he pulled away ever so slightly. Shit, was that too much? I think the reality of what we are doing has finally hit him and he realises he cant be with a man.

He pulled his head back from mine and I dared to open my eyes. Izan was eyeing me up with a hungry look in his eyes, biting down on his lip. 'Wow' came out of his mouth before he pulled my head into his and carried on eating my face. Panic over, he was just impressed with my package I guess.

Every so often he would just pull away from me, look at me with this insatiable 'come-to-bed' look in his eyes like he couldn't believe what was happening, then go back to licking every inch of my mouth. His lips became increasingly more swollen between each time he pulled away and this just added to his sexiness. The ruffled hair I had created on him was the cherry on top of the big handsome cake.

I wanted this man so much but every time I had the opportunity to pick him up and force him onto the bed, something stopped me. Nothing physical, just part of my subconscious that was maybe realising something I didn't. I think Izan was feeling the same - it would explain him pulling away those few times.

I pulled away and placed a hand on his chest so he knew not to go back to kissing me. Oh my, that man was delectable... Focus! 'Izan, I think we should stop.' He responded by walking behind me and giving me nibbles up my neck. 'Ple-lease, We c-can't risk it in h-here. Someone could be watch-ching.'

'Don't you want me anymore?' His voice was so suductive and alluring. He went back to sucking on my ear and it took all my power to not turn around and rip his shirt off.

'Mm-eet me at the bar after, oh my god,  we land. Please'. I then turned myself around, pushed him into the wall behind us and gave him the deepest, most passionate kiss. I didn't let it last longer than 2 seconds before I ripped myself off him and opened the door.

Izander understood I meant business and wasted no time in getting away, adjusting his trousers as he did so. This man was going to be the death of me, for sure. But there was one good thing out of all of this - it was no longer going to be awkward between us. Well, at least not for the same reasons...