I think it's time for Chloe's next feeding!

You thrust into Chloe's petite body again, her body slack with pleasure and slick with perspiration (which also smells sweet, as most of her secretions seem to) and then you pull out of her suddenly and stand straight. This causes her to give a whimper full of longing as she focuses her hazy eyes towards you in question. It is obvious she is wondering why you would take your cock out of her when it felt so good inside of her for both of you, but you answer that unspoken question quickly enough as you give her a wicked smile as your hand moves down to pump your throbbing cock.

"Want a snack, Chloe? I'm already to serve you up a heapin' helpin' of your favorite treat.", you tell her and, at those words, her eyes brighten and she brings her shaky and pleasure-wracked body up to a upright position in the chair so that she can partake of the promised treat.

"Oh...yes, master! Chloe is hungry for master's seeeeed...", she moans out lustily before her hands move to grasp your hips and, without hesitation, she brings her mouth to your cock and swallows your entire length down in one swift forward motion of her head.

Her mouth and throat feel somehow tighter and more confined than they had when she was just a flower and a mouth, but that only makes the sensation of her deepthroating your cock all the more intense. Her tongue is still the slender and agile thing it was before, the slick tendril like muscle winding around your cock like thick ivy and milking your length for the seed she hungers for. She moans around your cock as the taste of her own sweet love juices and your pre-cum mix on her tongue and the sound vibrates around you thick prick in a way that has you writhing and moaning in pleasure.

As on edge as you already were, it's no wonder that being taken to the hilt into Chloe's sweet and wonderful mouth and throat is enough to drive you over that edge nearly instantly. You have enough time to grasp the Chlorophyte's head and grip her "hair" tightly to hold her in place before you throw your head back and let out a harsh groan as you unload down Chloe's throat. You cum hard, your legs shaking and your body taut as your climax hits you, and Chloe, the sweet and eager Chlorophyte that she is, happily accepts everything you offer to her as she swallows every drop of spunk you shoot with cheerful abandon and pleasure moans and whimpers leaving her as you feed her what she wants the most.

You empty your balls down Chloe's throat and, when you finish, you are panting and shaking in the aftermath. You'd thought it when she was a plant, but now it's even more true: the Chlorophyte gives damn good head. Even if you were only in her mouth and throat for a brief moment right now, it was enough to reinforce the fact that she could suck cock with the best of them.

Chloe seems intent to reinforce that fact even further as she drags her head back from your cock, letting your shaft leave her throat and your fat cock head pop out from her lips wetly before she begins to worshipfully lap and kiss your flagging cock clean. Her agile tongue drags all along your prick, licking up any trace of your cum or her wetness until only her shining saliva remains. And, even then, she seems not to be done as she moves to your all to recently drained balls and takes one of your nuts into her mouth to suck and roll it in her mouth and upon her tongue.

"Ah, fuck! Chloe, damn...you're gonna fuckin' kill me if you keep goin' like that. Give me a second to recover, dammit. I'm only one man and, virile though I may be, even I gotta take a little bit to recover.", you tell her with an affectionate laugh to show that you really don't mind her eagerness one bit.

She lets your ball leave her mouth with another wet pop and then giggles as she looks up at you with a cute little smile. "I'm sorry, Master. You just taste sooooo good.", she says and then, suddenly, wraps her arms around your waist and hugs you tightly, "Thank you, Master, for making your Chlorophyte feel good and for giving me a yummy treat!"

You laugh softly at that and pet her head gently as you give her a wink and a grin. "Anytime, darlin'. It was my pleasure."

Some time later...

You make good on that promise many times during the trip to Hestian Beta, Chloe proving to be as insatiable as you are and eager to please throughout the trip. During the days it takes to reach the planet, you and Chloe had probably fucked, sucked and fondled each other on just about every surface of the ship's interior. Hell, if you'd figured out how to customize a void-walking suit meant for forays out into space when repairs needed to be done while between worlds so that you could somehow have sex in it, you'd have fucked on every surface of the ship's exterior too. Of course, you've yet to figure out a way to do that that wouldn't end in explosive decompression, but, hey, a horny spacer can dream, can't he?

Eventually, though, sexcapades all must come to an end and, on the day you reach Hestian Beta, you find yourself not having Chloe ride your cock while you sit in your pilot's seat, but, instead, actually piloting the ship. You're a bit disappointed by that, but not completely as you do love to fly. It's one of the reasons you became a smuggler, to be able to fly freely and to wherever you wanted. Besides, Chloe had woken you up by taking her breakfast straight from the tap, so to speak, so you couldn't say the edge hadn't been taken off a bit already.

"Ooooh, is that the planet we're going to, Master?", Chloe asks as she looks at the view-screen that's filling with the blue, green and brown sphere that is Hestian Beta, glancing to you with a bright smile.

You look back at her with a smile of your own, still finding her adorable in one of your old flight-suits as the sleeves are long enough to hang on her and the hems of the bottoms were lengthy enough to have to be rolled up to the point where Chloe's dainty bare feet appeared from beneath two fat rings of wound up cloth at the end of her pant legs. You thought to cut it and change it to fit her, but she insisted she liked it that way. That it was her master's and that it reminded her of you whenever she wore it. Which was such a sweet answer you couldn't bear to correct her.

"Yep, that's it, Chloe. Hestian Beta. Dunno if my, uh, friend will be there yet or not, but we'll see. Should be safe here though. Should be all good."