Chapter 9: No more of that.
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While Murry tried to gather his breath, he leaned away from Kel. Keltrix stared down at the white ejaculate covering his abs. Using his top right tentacle, Kel began to suck the fluid off his skin. The way the alien moved looked like a soft vacuum cleaner hose moving over Kel's belly. The tip was cleaning the cream.
“You can wash it off with water." Murry rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand. He had no idea what just happened, but sucking his come off his abs was probably gross for the alien to do.
“I want to know what you taste like." Kel's eyes flipped to him. “But it is good to know you understand the idea of washing," he snapped. “Do not make me come in here again and clean you. I cannot do this again. There will be no more of that."
Murry wondered if the alien couldn't come here again because he didn't want to have s*x a third time. When Murry realized he'd used the word s*x, his thoughts came to a halt. Was that s*x? Was the kiss s*x or not? Alien s*x had never been something he considered.
“I get it. I know I should wash, but I hate the water hose." Murry gestured to the shower. “It's cold."
“The cold water does not explain why you do not eat." Keltrix stepped out of the bathroom and walked to the coffee table. A glass of green grossness from this morning sat in the middle. “This is food. This is not an item to play a game."
“You've been watching me?" Murry glanced around. There were no windows. “How?"
“You drank from me," Keltrix explained. “I see your thoughts." He gestured to Murry's missing armband. “Drinking from me and sharing your mind is why you understand our language and why I can read you." Kel sighed. “And now you have drunk from me a second time. JP will be displeased."
“All of my thoughts?" Murry slapped a hand over his face. His thoughts were private. His memories were tucked away, and he didn't share them. What did Keltrix know? It was an odd feeling knowing someone could see into his mind.
“I cannot come here again. Do as you should and wash your injuries and eat to gain strength."
“Fine. Got it. Thanks." Murry gestured to the door. “I'll work on being a better prisoner."
Kel had turned to the exit, but he stopped at Murry's sarcastic comment. He spun around and faced him.
Murry hated that he had to tip his head up to look at the alien. On Earth, at six-foot, Murry was tall. The alien having five or six inches on him made him feel small. It might have been his bulk as well… and extra appendages.
“Prisoner?" Keltrix looked around at the floor and ceiling. “You do not like the term servant or pleasure slave, but you accept the word, prisoner? I do not understand you, Murry-cat."
“I don't accept the term. It's what I am. I am locked in an empty prison cell." Murry used the word cell because this wasn't a room. How Keltrix could think this area was a home or a place to live was beyond him.
“Prison cell?" Kel crossed his two middle tentacles like arms over his chest. “Explain."
“I have nothing to eat but gross green goop that shows up once a day. I have nothing to do or anyone to talk to. I don't see you. The shower is ice water from a hose, and I s**t in a hole in the floor. Time has become meaningless. This is a prison cell. I would never choose this, and I can't escape."
One of Kel's tentacles slipped his black tube hair over his shoulder. Just like before, one minute, Keltrix was looming over him, and then the next second, Murry was being drugged back into his bathroom. He worked to tug out of the grip, but the damn alien was too strong. Even when Murry dug his heels into the floor, the alien just yanked Murry along with him.
“Okay." Murry shoved ineffectually at the tentacle holding his wrist. “I get it. I'll shower in the freezing water. Don't wash me again."
Murry shuddered just thinking about the ice water.
When they reached the bathroom, Kel stopped and turned to him. “I am sorry I kissed you a second time. I will not do that again."
Murry stopped struggling and turned into the tentacle. He stepped into the alien's embrace. Surprise lit the alien's face as Murry backed Keltrix against the tile wall.
“You can kiss me again." Murry licked his lips as those blue-sky eyes raked him. “I didn't mind what we did." His cheeks heated with this embarrassment, but Murry wasn't going to lie about what he thought. There was no point in lying if Kel could read his mind now. He would have to figure out later how screwed up he was to enjoy climaxing with an alien, but he planned to be honest in his second. “I don't want you to toss me under the cold water again. I don't even have a towel to warm up or clothes for afterward… but the other stuff? We can do that again."
As Murry spoke, he traced a finger along the alien's chest. Already he could almost taste the watermelon on his lips. Murry couldn't wait to feel that tentacle holding him and bringing him higher and higher until climax. The alien stared up at the ceiling and then down at him. Murry licked at his neck.
“You bring me great pleasure, Murry-cat. That is why I cannot kiss you. I must let… my saliva, as you call it, get out of your system so we can return you to Earth. You cannot drink from me anymore."
Murry didn't like the sound of that.
“Even though you like it?" Murry asked.
“Yes."
“And even if I like it?"
“Yes."
When Murry touched the alien's chest again, Keltrix purred.
“I think you are more like a cat than me."
“You are nothing but trouble, Murry-cat." One tentacle stopped Murry's hand as a different one wrapped around his wrist. Kel dragged him back into the other room.
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