♥ Chef à la mode ♥

Dustin sat back, lifting Naera’s backside effortlessly from the floor so that his crossed legs fit neatly beneath her rear. Then, stretching only slightly as he leaned forward once more, he grasped the woman just below the shoulders and rocked back, lifting her upright. Naera moved instinctively; as she rose she wrapped her arms around his neck and crossed her own legs behind him, pinning him to her. She was aware as she did so of the hotness of his shaft pressed close against her front, it’s tip nestling rather a bit higher than any of her previous partners.

She swallowed hard at that - it wasn’t that he was overly big per say - she’d bought toys intended for non-Caenii before because, well, Caenii men were also rather lacking in that department in her opinion although she knew that was her personal view rather than the general consensus. It was just that while he was a size she knew she could probably take, she’d only ever taken something that size made of plastic before now - and certainly nothing that was attached to a man who was currently holding her as if she was some priceless object rather than just a halfway decent cook from a backwater world. She really, really wanted to feel what that thing would do to her - but equally, she didn’t want to be too pushy. What if he decided that as he’d made her cum with his tongue that he’d given her enough for now? Emely was right there too, maybe he felt the fox girl had had enough punishment and his view of her sitting there had him…

Her thoughts were cut off by Dustin shifting his grip down to her backside before lifting her up. “Going to need you to line us up” He grunted, despite holding her weight seemingly without effort. Naera blinked to clear her runaway worries, and gingerly let go of his neck. Resting one hand on his shoulder to steady herself, she reached down and took hold - starlight, it felt good in her hand - and carefully, oh so carefully aligned their sexes. Dustin felt his cockhead stroke against the woman’s labia for a moment before a gentle and experimental lowering of her weight had them both let out a gasp. With painstaking effort, he held off the temptation to just drop her entirely, letting her weight sheath his cock inside her and fill her to the limit. He’d seen her expression when he’d taken it out, and while she seemed confident enough that she could take it, he was also wary about hurting her. And so, inch by torturous inch he allowed the green-skinned woman in his arms to descend until finally with a near-orgasmic groan from Naera their loins fully met.

“You okay, Naera?” His voice cut through the waves of pleasure she was feeling. Starlight, but she’d never felt anything like this before. With a haze of lust over her eyes she nodded, grinning lopsidedly as she did so. “Yeaaah… fuck you feel good captain.” Dustin grinned at that, then flexed his arms, lifting her up once more - not all the way however before he shifted and let her drop - far faster this time. Naera’s cry of pleasure at the suddenness of it was met by Dustin’s own as the woman’s sex engulfed him. She felt so good as he lifted and lowered her along his length; the rise and fall of her body driving his senses wild.

Dustin’s arms flexed as they worked to drop the weight of the woman into his lap again and again. Naera shuddered against him, able to do little more than hold on as his cock drove coherent thought from her head. For his part, the tight channel wrapping around his length was doing it’s best to drain any ideas beyond bouncing the shortstack as rapidly as possible from Dustin’s mind; his breathing grew heavy as they continued, exertion and the nearing of his orgasm combining to tax his lungs. With a concerted effort he **** himself to slow down - although all he wanted to do at that precise point was move the green beauty in his arms until he filled her, a desire to ensure she would remember this first time for a while remained with him.

With a hiss of exhalation he allowed her weight to drop fully, sheathing his cock in her tight folds as he pressed his forehead to hers. Naera blinked at him, a hazy lust-filled grin on her face; “whaa” she began to speak, before the words turned into a deep moan as he shifted his legs. Lifting his hips as he shifted from cross-legged to kneeling had the effect of driving his shaft deeper into the woman, as well as rocking her from side to side as he moved first one leg then the other. Sweat beaded his brow at the effort of maintaining their contact despite the change in position; Naera’s mouth hung open as he proceeded to lower her gently to the floor.

Once Naera’s weight was no longer on him, he reached around behind his back to disentangle her legs. The Caenii woman whimpered as he undid the clasp her heels had on him - seemingly thinking he was done with her. It took great effort not to let her just relock her legs and give her the filling she so clearly wanted as quickly as possible, but Dustin had other ideas. As gently as he could and withdrawing his cock as he did so he moved her legs around, forcing the shortstack’s knees to bend as he brought her ankles in front of him and then pushed them up towards her head.

The woman beneath him wasn’t as flexible as she at first appeared; there was no way she’d be able to fully fold her legs up the way some of his other lovers could manage. Vaguely aware of what he was trying to do in her sex-drunk state, Naera moved her arms to compensate, taking hold of her own calves and holding her legs up as far as she could over her crossed arms. Her cunt was not as fully displayed in that pose as Dustin had planned, but the way the woman’s knees and arms pressed together her breasts and the pleading look she was giving him from between her legs certainly made up for it.

“I’m not stopping this time, Naera.” He said softly, running the head of his shaft against her soft folds. “Not until we’re done.” Pale eyes stared at him between green legs and she gave the faintest of nods. “I want it, captain.” Her voice was breathy, little more than a whisper - a whisper that rapidly turned into a throaty moan as he leaned forward and sank back into her. Her warmth gripped at him as he worked his length back and forth, the position of her legs causing a tightness that was both exciting and endurance sapping. Opting to not hold back, and knowing that he wouldn’t last much longer with her legs pressed together like that Dustin worked to raise both the tempo and power of their coupling.

Silver hair draped over the mattress flooring of the room, her head lolled back in ecstasy Naera could do little beyond moan as he took her, forceful thrusts sending ripples through her body. Dustin’s breath came hard as he exerted himself, driving the Caenii woman rapidly to another climax. Not holding anything back, he continued to pound her, using the springiness of the floor to ease his efforts as he drove his shaft into her trembling cunt. Pale eyes rolled backwards as he took her from one release swiftly into another, and then a third. Sweat glistened on the woman’s chest and he leaned a little further forward to taste it, pushing her legs apart to drag his tongue across one breast before circling her nipple.

Naera’s back arched under the additional stimulation, her mouth opening and closing in a series of orgasmic gasps. Dustin groaned at the sensations and engulfed the woman’s nipple with his mouth; his hips slamming forward as the sensations from her release washed over him. With a final thrust, he practically screamed into her breast as he came, his shaft pulsing deep inside the green-skinned woman. Naera’s arms fell to her sides as she felt the first burst of his climax, legs dropping to wrap around him once more before with a deep sigh she relaxed.

Dustin waited until he was sure he wouldn’t collapse on top of her before releasing Naera’s breast from his mouth. Pulling back gently, he realized that despite her relaxed state she still had her legs locked in a vice-like grip around his back. Tugging gently earned him a grumbling moan from the woman beneath him before she uncrossed her ankles and allowed him to pull away from her. As he sat back onto his heels, Naera rolled to one side, stretching and giving another contented sigh before blinking as she gradually came back down to Earth.

“Starlight, captain…” she said, slowly struggling to rise up and brush her hair from where the sweat had matted it to her forehead at the same time. Then, pausing, she pinched herself and winced. Dustin cocked an eyebrow at that, and the green-skinned woman shrugged. “Wanted to make sure I’d not dozed off midway through…” she began before her voice trailed off and she blushed. “I see.” He grinned by way of reply before adding “Hope it lived up to the fantasy.” Naera’s head rapidly bobbed as she nodded enthusiastically. “More than.”

At that point, a pained whine drew both their attention, and the pair turned to look at Emely. Judging by the sudden intake of breath, Dustin figured Naera had forgotten that the fox girl had been watching their encounter - and that said Feliax was technically being punished. The redhead was clearly wound up tight - despite having done nothing more than sit there and watch sweat beaded on her forehead, and she was biting her lip as she watched them look her over. “Captain… hasn’t she been punished enough?” As he was taking in the sight of the submissive woman practically vibrating with arousal, the warmth of Naera’s ample chest pressed against him as she intervened on behalf of her friend.

Dustin tapped his chin dramatically. “I don’t know… she was very mischievous.” Emely’s whine increased in volume, and the pleading look in her eyes was just too much for him to really hold on to ‘punishing’ her any longer. Leaning down to whisper in Naera’s ear, he asked her “do you want to get involved with the others yet?” A giggle by way of reply caused him to grin. One more whisper gave the plant woman a simple instruction - to ‘help’ her friend out once he left the room.

Standing, he walked over to Emely and cupped her chin in his hand, tilting her head up for a kiss. “I need to head up to the bridge to organise a few things before we arrive at Earth. No touching yourself until bedtime tonight, kitten.” The frustrated whine behind him was suddenly silenced by some not-so-quiet stage whispering from the Caenii shortstack as he headed for his own bunk and the single shower there. As he crossed the threshold to the ready room, things apparently were going well as Emely’s voice gave a sudden hiccupping gasp - right before she let out a piercing cry of climax.