The Dove Bounty

Round three: Ttac

*Third time's a charm.

WARNING! Graphic content/Yaoi/MxM/s***h/Strong language… enjoy.

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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 f**k. 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. "f**k, 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 c**k - 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...

I sighed heavily, searching my mind for something else to occupy it. Thankfully Noosa arrived just in time - her soft squeaks and chirps grew as she closed in on me. I looked up to watch her climb along the pipes above, her long slender fingers on both her hands and feet wrapped tight around them. Furry ears hung at attention as her eyes fixated on the last of my soup. I chuckled, beckoning her to come to me.

She was quick to drop down to the tables and run full speed, sliding to a stop just past where I sat. "Simmer Noosa," I laughed as I watched her hurry back to sit next to the bowl. Holding her own fidgeting hands, she looked up at me with her large yellow orbs and then down to the hot bowl. I didn't give her an answer right away and her hands continued to wriggle. I loved watching her personality through her actions. She looked at me once more and then back to the soup, her eyes pleading for an answer. I had never trained Noosa much; she was quite well mannered on her own, but she had her breaking points and food was one she never had the patience for. Shaking her head while running her hands down her face, she scratched her little mousey nose and gave me a stern look. She started nudging my arm until I gave in.

"Haha, okay, okay. Eat up, eat up." I gave her a little scratch between her big furry ears, before she dove nose first into the remaining broth."You know, you really got me into a mess Noosa." She looked up from the bowl, half her face covered in the green liquid. "Just non-stop with these messes, hey?" My cheek rested on my hand while I continued watching Noosa as she finished devouring the soup.

Once again my mind wandered off to the orange eyed feline and my sight blurred as his face came into view. I wanted to feel his breath on my lips again before he drowned me in the new sensations. "Hnn…" Noosa cuddled into my chest nudging her head under my neck. It brought my eyes back into focus and the picture of Strauss faded.

I realized Noosa had been rubbing her grimy face over my shirt and into my neck and the green soup was gritty against my flesh. While delicious to the taste buds, it was not a food you'd bathe in.

"Aww, Noosa." I pushed her heavy arse from me and slid her to the middle of the metal surface. She had a goofy half smile with her long tongue hanging out, almost looking cynical. "Look at the mess you've made," I opened my arms to her for show, but Noosa just scurried her way into my outstretched limbs. I couldn't help but laugh. "You're an adorable disaster, you know that?" I wrapped my arm around her for a short hug then pushed her to ride on my shoulders. She happily obliged and nestled her body around my neck.

"Let's go wash up… maybe take a nap after…" I exhaled wearily, patting Noosa's head gently. She squeaked in agreement but the new bounties suddenly popped to my mind, "Maaaybe we should check messages in the bridge before we take a nap." Even with the looming chance of evacuation from the ship, it wouldn't stop me from doing my job. I made a mental note to come back and clean the empty dish that now lay abandoned on the table.

I wasted no time making my way back to my room, the ship eerie in its emptiness. The door slid open and Noosa was quick, jumping from my shoulders into the small quarters. She activated the bathroom door, keeping it open by sitting herself in the frame and scratching her belly.

As I pulled my soup stained shirt off, the scent mixed with the lingering odor of Strauss. It pricked a thread of anger and I tore the shirt from my body. "Damn Strauss. His f*****g stink is everywhere!" I whipped the shirt to the floor beside the neglected borrowed clothes. I was overwhelmed with the feline stimulating my senses and consuming my mind. Now his possessions had made their way into my space. If I was willing to give him my unopened pink kiss in the moment, would my heart soon follow after? Would we be living together, being all boyfriend and boyfriend?

"Come on Noosa, let's wash." I started the tap for her in the larger than normal sink; it was a small request to accommodate Noosa and her liking to bathe. She hopped into the filling tub, quickly tapping the hot tap for me to add more. I did as she asked and blankly watched as the water level rose around her. I stopped the water about half way so she had room to splash.

Love… it echoed in the back of my mind as I turned the tap to my upright shower on. I know there was a strong s****l attraction between Strauss and I, but was there anything past that? I was jumping the gun, thinking about love even before we had a roll in the sack. "Uuuugh! What the hell am I thinking!?" I stripped the rest of my clothes off and let them rest, pulling open the shower door and jumping into the falling water.

The liquid was pleasantly warm as it washed over my face and down my body. I should've asked so many other questions aside from the silly one I had inquired about when talking to Strauss in the kitchen. In the past year, it had been nonstop with him, seeing him everyday and, more than often, twice a day. He'd always play his sexually taunting game, somehow always catching me alone or passing a quick whisper in my ear. It constantly set my nerves on edge, but Strauss had never attempted to touch me or restrain me in anyway to get what he lead on to want.

I started my washing routine, hearing the soft sound of the door open and close, "Noosa?" I wiped a spot on the shower glass to peer through. The monkey-like nuisance had disappeared from her bath, as indicated by the wet paw prints leading out to the bedroom. I ducked back into the water, rinsing my head and soaping my body in a hurry. "Damnit Noosa, you should know better than to run off soaking wet!" I knew my call probably fell on deaf ears, but it was habit with Noosa. You just never knew where she would be hiding and listening to your words. I heard the door do its repetitive motion once more, and it broke the hurried rinse of my body. It had to have been her coming back in.

"She's never been this troublesome before." And in a second, I thought back to all the teasing Strauss had done. I knew I shouldn't assume he really wanted anything from me. It hadn't helped that I usually avoided him after he spoke a few sultry words to me. I had no other response for it - he sent both my mind and body into a dizzying daze with just his presence and for a while that truly scared me. Or at least I thought it was fear. I cut the water off, opening the shower door and reaching for the towel on the rack across from me.

I patted down my body and let the towel rest on my head, enjoying the cool air on my body. Sometimes I pretended I was a sumo wrestler, spreading my legs wide for a quite satisfying breeze. The thought had me chuckling to myself as I exited the bathroom, only to be frozen in the archway.

Strauss was kneeling by my bed with Noosa wrapped in a towel; he must've brought her back in to dry her. His orange eyes had turned on me and it set my body ablaze, heart starting to race in my chest. Strauss wasted no time taking in every inch of the glorious show I had to display, but Noosa's movements to jump off the bed had me snapping back to my senses.

"W-what… what the hell Strauss!" I pulled the towel from my head to cover myself, my face flush with embarrassment.

The feline stood quickly, his face looked just as blushed as mine felt, his orange eyes popped above the red cheeks. "N-Noosa, would've caught a cold… i-if I didn't… bring her back in." Strauss's voice grew husky and dark. I felt like a feast laid out for the hungry feline.

My focus turned to Noosa's squeaks on the other side of the door I hadn't noticed opened. She sat beside Strauss's usual tool bag and had a screwdriver in hand while her tongue hung from her mouth. Noosa was planning something sneaky.

"Wait, Noosa." I called to her, trying to push my body to stop her next actions. Though she was far too quick, jumping to the door panel she pried at it with a feverish haste. The few steps I took quickly got caught in the falling towel and I found myself plummeting forward into the already closing door.

Strauss came to my rescue with those cat like reflexes, pulling me back from an impending face kiss with the door as it snapped shut. Both of us fell back to the ground. Strauss held me close so I wouldn't hit the floor and I sat wedged between his legs and chest, naked.

My heart was thundering; my back tingling with heat against his torso. "Dove...?" Never had that nickname sounded more sensual and rousing than at that moment - his voice rough with desire. It sent shivers down my body and I felt the new feelings twist against old habits.

"S-Strauss?"

He was gentle as his hand took my chin and guided me to turn towards him. I wanted my heart to calm; I was sure even someone walking by would be able to hear the hammering somersaults it was doing.

Strauss's orange eyes illuminated with lust as I held his gaze and I licked my lips as pricks of anticipation dripped through my body. I was flushed and my mind started falling into the devastating pull that was Strauss.

"Be mine, Dove." It almost sounded like a plea… I contemplated the idea that he was just as much of a mess around me as I was around him, but he was so good at hiding it. I wanted more. If I had half the strength Strauss, I'd carve my way through the swirling mess of emotions I swam in. I'd go all the way, chasing that pleasure until it was milked all from me.

I grabbed the back of Strauss's neck and pulled him into a kiss. I was on fire, consumed by the flames, and my body shook from the contact of our lips crashing against each other. I started to shift my body so my legs hung off the side of his. I wanted the kiss to deepen. I wanted to feel that same wet muscle taste every inch of my mouth. I needed those faded touches he placed on me to be reignited.

Strauss was quick to hook a strong arm under my legs and carry me princess style, taking us over to my bed. He took care to place me gently on the cushioned mattress. I pulled at the blankets to cover some of my exposed body, but Strauss was quick to grab my wrists and stop all attempts.

"I want to kiss you Dove… all of you. Don't hide." His voice had a hint of demand in it, but his orange eyes stayed soft. He placed my hands away from my body and on either side of me, still holding them down, and I didn't resist. Strauss held my gaze as he lowered himself closer to my exposed flesh. I swear it was all anticipation with him - it was like he was building me up the entire time, just waiting for me to burst.

His breath was hot on my skin, sending feathered stings of pleasure jolting through my body. I had nothing to cover the pitted heat in my groin, and I squirmed with embarrassment.

"W-wait… Strauss…"

He smiled seductively and it had my head swirling in an instant he was so sexy and I had never noticed it before. I let out a moan as Strauss placed the first sweet kiss on my stomach. His tongue twisted and trailed along the dark, long, and circular swirl of marks I'd been born with. I melted underneath him while I grew harder with every sensation he placed on me.

He released my wrists to rip his shirt from his body and just like before, I let out a whine with the lost contact. Strauss chuckled at my protest. "f**k Dove, you're so adorable." He was working at his zipper, soon pulling down his pants to reveal his master tool. My eyes went wide; his c**k was much larger than mine and was standing at great attention. I pushed myself up and was sure Strauss could read me quite fine in the moment. I couldn't take something like that through my back end. It couldn't - wouldn't - be possible.

Strauss's eyes dropped, and the playful gleam had vanished from them - replaced with a predator's glint. "Don't be scared like that Dove, you'll make it hard to hold back." If he was teasing, he was doing a horrible job at it because I believed every word of his statement.

I had no clue what I was thinking challenging him in such a way. Maybe it was a male ego thing. "Ha, t-that's nothing." My voice was pitchy, no matter how hard I tried to pull a tough guy voice off. The corner of his lips twitched - he'd seen right through me. My knees glued themselves shut, but Strauss simply placed his on either side and came in close to me. His hard d**k hung down, grazing mine and sending mind numbing jolts through my body. I was reignited. The thought of his large length intruding my ring faded back. I wanted to ride this pleasure until the end.

"Be mine forever Dove." His voice was serious. I wondered, how long has he wanted me? He took my lips in his for another heated kiss; I opened myself, wanting to taste that tantalizing citrusy muscle work its way in my mouth. Once again, Strauss didn't wait long to take his opportunity. Just as I had wanted, he played that tongue in my mouth like a master pro; twisting, flicking and luring my tongue to play with his - I was getting lost and it never felt so good.

He broke our kiss to trail down my jaw, leaving gentle bites that sent tingles through my body. My heart was in a speed race and my mind was failing to catch up. My hands traced his taut body. I loved every moment and I soon found my fingers enjoying the texture of his unbearably soft hair. Strauss moved his way down - his teeth teasing my n****e in a new sensation. It made a massive wave of heat surge through me and goosebumps break out through my body. "Aah, nnhnn S-Straussss…"

How could he do this to me? My knees weakened as he trailed further down. His hands were gliding up and down my sides, making me squirm under his touch. He was breaking my legs open the further he kissed down. There was a mess of sultry noises stringing from my mouth, and it must've been driving Strauss mad; he kept squeezing at my body with every little noise. He was getting so close to my twitching c**k, and I thought that, maybe we shouldn't be doing this. I mean, dating co-workers is said never to work. "W-wait, hnn… Co-workeerrss… aahaa…"

I melted; fell into the darkness of a never ending well of pleasure. Just when I thought I couldn't fall further, Strauss dragged his wet tongue along the length of my shaft. His slick muscle swirled at the tip and devoured the pre-c*m that had escaped. My vision blurred as he wet my c**k. He kissed a trail back up to my tip, and it was such torture. Even if we were Co-workers, I had never felt such sensations getting a blow job from another person. I didn't care for the repercussion in the moment. "Nnhnn… P-please Strauss…" I wanted him to take me into his hot mouth, suck me off and let me release all this built up tension.

"Please, what?" He gave another lick to my c**k, and I was quite sure Strauss would've been able to make me c*m from just that, but it would've been a sickening, unbearable amusement for Strauss to indulge in. And I wanted release this time after all the build up in the last day.

"S-suck me... please..." My voice was only a whisper, quivering as it asked the feline. His pupils went wide like he was really ready to play, no more teasing. His lips sucked at the tip, flushing my body with heat and making my breath hitch. Then he devoured my c**k and my mind was blown to bits, numb, as I lost all strength - falling back into the bed. My body shook in pleasure, and I could feel his tongue along my d**k wiggling even when my tip met the back of his throat. "S-Strau-aaah-ss…" I was going to c*m, just after only a few deep throated sucks. I couldn't control myself when gulped me back - almost pulling the orgasm out of me, "W-wait I-I'm going. To, aah, hnn... cum."

Strauss was quick to give one last lick before he pulled himself off my twitching wet c**k, leaving me panting. My whole body was on fire. I watched as Strauss grabbed hold of my weak legs spreading them apart, moving to place his knees under mine. My body froze. He wouldn't just stick it right in, would he? Panic started to prick when he took hold of my c**k against his. "...Not alone, Dove..." Strauss's voice was husky and his black feline ears flattened; he watched me with his ringed, hypnotic orange eyes. My body eased and I was back on the out-of-control roller coaster as the heated pleasure consumed me once more. He rubbed his thick d**k on mine - it felt f*****g amazing. The jolts of pleasure as he pumped our c***s together was driving me insane..

I was about to lose it again. The prickling heat touched every part of my body... the slickness between us was scorching as our erections slipped and glided together. It was a messy swirl of an ecstasy I'd never tried before.

Strauss picked up the rhythm bringing us both closer to the edge.

"f**k… Dove… c*m with me..." He pumped our d***s together as his hot liquid released from the tip and the sensation of his d**k spasming on mine set me off right after him. My mind was a vortex consumed by the explosive orgasm I was feeling vibrating through my body. Our semen mixed in a balmy heat on my stomach but I didn't care though. It was all-consuming finally getting my release with Strauss; my body was tingling in a blissful calm, taking me to a light I'd never seen before.

My eyes rested on Strauss's - glowing orange...he looked completely satisfied and happier than I've ever seen him. He leaned in and kissed me full on my lips. "I'm never letting you go now, Dove… mine forever."

I think I was happy; the words made my heart flutter and I was comfortable sprawled out naked. Even covered in Strauss's milk and my own, I must've been happy because I fell asleep soon after.

I was wrapped in warmth as I slowly rose from my slumber. It had been years since I slept so comfortably. Strauss had cleaned me and covered us in the thick blanket, and his arm draped over my side. He was still asleep when I tried to escape from his grasp and I managed to slide under his arm, making my way to the bathroom.

I looked at my pale self in the mirror and my light brown eyes stared back at me. I found myself in this same situation many times before, but with Strauss it was all so comfortable. I was completely happy waking up to that soft haired feline lying beside me. It was another sensation that was new, but something wasn't settled inside. It was one thing to have s****l gratification with Strauss but my mind couldn't wrap itself around the idea of being his forever.

I turned the tap on and cupped a handful of water, drowning my face into it. I kept my hands on my face after the water dripped off and then pushed them up, back through my hair. I wasn't sure what to do in this kind of situation.

Though the bounty list still needed to be done. "I need to get the bounty list set."

"You need to do what?" Strauss came into the bathroom scratching his head - his eyes squinted from the light. "I hope you're not thinking about getting back to work already." He was wrapping his arms around my still naked waist, and this set my body into a dizzying heat. His chin nuzzled into the crook of my neck, which felt so right. I looked at him in the mirror, his orange eyes watching me. It sent a surge of unease through my body; forever is a long, and major, commitment.

I was quick to drop my gaze and I took hold of his arms around me. "Well I haven't even taken a look at the new list… a-and day one is over… I-I'm sure that you have plenty to do…" I pushed away from his body and went back into the bedroom, heading straight for some new clothes.

"Sure, but I'd rather, you know, spend the time with you." Strauss followed me back into the bedroom as I pulled my pants up, back turned towards him. "Come on Dove, we don't get the entire ship to ourselves often."

"Why does it matter? Do - do you expect one night to erase the year of torture you put me through? We aren't a couple after… after… all that." I was kind of telling the truth as I pulled on my shirt. I couldn't care less about all the s****l torment he had put me through. But acting like a couple and claiming that title so quickly...? Strauss still hadn't made a move to get dressed yet and it made me re-think how important work really was. "We… I just… I was just curious…" I turned to face him, but it was heart-wrenchingly hard to look him in the eyes after saying something like that.

"f**k that, Dove. You know that's not you. You don't get 'just curious' about something." He wasn't happy as he closed in on me, making my heart start its race in my chest. Strauss was right; I never just got curious about something. I always took it to the point where there was nothing left of the subject and the curiosity would be gone; I knew entire cultures and their ways because I became enthralled in them. So would I do the same with Strauss? Nothing can be forever...

"I have to go to the bridge Strauss…" I held my voice steady avoiding all eye contact with Strauss.

"Come on Dove, what's going on here?" His hand grasped my chin, pulling it up so I'd meet his worried gaze. "Did I do something wrong? You can talk to me, you know."

I pulled myself from him again. I didn't want to lose this… the tension between us pulling us together. The thing I once feared, and now embraced, only to push it back again into the corner, waiting to be stroked to release. What was I to do but fall back into the reassuring old habits that had me running from Strauss? It would allow me to draw out my emotions instead of being flooded by them in the presence of Strauss.

"I-I have to go Strauss… y-you can let yourself out…" I turned and left - my body stiff as I walked away. It was all for the best, I told myself. It was to save me from losing that tingling high from Strauss's touch… because if I got to much… I might lose it.

I'd lose what I had searched for, for so long…

I entered the bridge, sinking down in my seat, feeling empty inside. No, I couldn't be… I hadn't lost anything yet, so I couldn't be empty…

I swiped through to the pending message, opening it quickly and glancing over the list. A few familiar names stood out in the list of twenty and the rest were low bounties that shouldn't take longer than a month at most.

"Work is good." I tried to convince myself it was true; my vision started to blur and my heart was quick to panic. "What the hell!?" I pushed back out of my chair and rubbed my eyes only to find tears soaking the back of my hands. It wasn't fair. Danse spoke of taking a leap of faith for love, but I felt like I was standing on top of a mountain looking down into the darkness; I didn't see a rose filled bed waiting at the bottom. It was all darkness.