Joe blinks, looking up into Basco's glowing eyes. This is not something that's entirely unfamiliar to Joe, he must admit. A little odd, considering all the extraneous circumstances, his history with Basco, his captain's history with Basco, and particularly Basco's odd physical biology that is completely unfamiliar to him.
Basco's voice changes somewhat, and between that and the soft threat, Joe finds it a lot easier to coax himself into a state of arousal. Basco's voice is attractive like his humanoid face, lilting with a tempting purr. Joe's many and varied walls that he'd constructed over the years are all but broken down, and he can admit both that he's allowed to want something purely for himself, and, more to the point, he's allowed to do more than just want. He's allowed to do something about it.
He didn't know he wanted Basco until this moment. Reckless though it may be, Joe finds he doesn't care, as his fingers curl around his dick and he strokes himself. For anyone else, in any other situation, Joe would be concerned about the amount of blood on his hand, now coating his cock, and bound to get in the way of any imminent intimacy.
But for some reason he's quite sure blood is not a problem for Basco.
Into. Hm. Joe's never been the inserting partner before. First time for everything, he supposes, though he wouldn't have guessed it would be like this.
He shifts slightly, lifts his hips and lets his hand guide, and then-
Pain. His head rolls back and his mouth falls open with a silent gasping scream. But now that he's started, he can't...
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Date: 2012-05-18 12:26 am (UTC)Basco's voice changes somewhat, and between that and the soft threat, Joe finds it a lot easier to coax himself into a state of arousal. Basco's voice is attractive like his humanoid face, lilting with a tempting purr. Joe's many and varied walls that he'd constructed over the years are all but broken down, and he can admit both that he's allowed to want something purely for himself, and, more to the point, he's allowed to do more than just want. He's allowed to do something about it.
He didn't know he wanted Basco until this moment. Reckless though it may be, Joe finds he doesn't care, as his fingers curl around his dick and he strokes himself. For anyone else, in any other situation, Joe would be concerned about the amount of blood on his hand, now coating his cock, and bound to get in the way of any imminent intimacy.
But for some reason he's quite sure blood is not a problem for Basco.
Into. Hm. Joe's never been the inserting partner before. First time for everything, he supposes, though he wouldn't have guessed it would be like this.
He shifts slightly, lifts his hips and lets his hand guide, and then-
Pain. His head rolls back and his mouth falls open with a silent gasping scream. But now that he's started, he can't...
He won't stop. Until it's through.