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Aldo

I turn my phone flashlight on so I can see Gendry. The two of us are huddled under a blanket which stretches from the couch over to a pair of kitchen chairs I pulled into the living room. We’re reclined on a bunch of pillows and covered by soft blankets.

“What do you think?”

“It is a bit cramped.”

I shake my head laughing. “It’s a tried and true human experience! Although, I suppose you’re right. Most blanket forts are for children and you’re really big.”

Gendry pretends to gasp in shock. “Are you calling me fat? Aldo, how dare you! I am pregnant, not fat!”

I can’t stop laughing. “Oh my god, stop. That’s not what I meant and you know it.” Gendry finally cracks a smile, giggling along with me. “Here’s another silly tradition,” I say, handing Gendry a pillow. “Pillow fight.”

“What is a pillow fight?” Gendry asks just before a pillow collides with his face. He makes a shocked noise before picking up his pillow and slapping me with it.

Our blanket fort quickly explodes with chaos. Gendry wraps it around his shoulders like a cape as he chases me around the living room, doing his best to deliver blow after blow. We’re both giggling until we’re breathless. We stand off against each other on opposite sides of the room and my eyes can’t seem to help themselves, looking Gendry up and down.

Jesus, he looks good. He’s wearing a shirt that’s just a little bit too tight, showing off his swollen belly and toned shoulders. He’s in nothing but a pair of boxers below the waist, giving me a wonderful view of his thighs. His stomach makes me feel fondness and affection, and the rest of him makes me feel lust. Gendry is so fucking hot and I feel so lucky that he’s mine.

I’m so distracted thinking with my dick that Gendry gets the jump on me. He quite literally leaps over my coffee table and hits me with his pillow. Then he shoves me onto the couch and sits on me, pinning me down.

I don’t really mind this at all. My cock seems to be on the same page, quickly filling with blood.

Gendry says something, smirking down at me and I realize with a start that I can’t understand him. I reach up to my ear and feel nothing. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Where’s my translator device?

I look around frantically, but can’t seem to find it. I shove Gendry off me and he says something else I don’t understand, panic welling up inside of me. What’s going to happen if I can’t find it? What if I can’t understand him?

Oh god.

“Fuck. Gendry, I can’t find my translator. I don’t know what you’re saying. Oh my god, we have to find it.”

Gendry gets off of me so I can look through the blankets. When I find it, my heart somehow manages to sink even further. It must have fallen out of my ear while we were wrestling and one of us stepped on it.

It’s broken.

I hold it in my palm, my eyes watering. Oh god. I’m not going to be able to understand my boyfriend now. We’re not going to be able to talk. This is a disaster. I feel like I can’t breathe and I’m having a hard time seeing through the watering of my eyes.

Fuck.

“Fuck,” I say out loud, holding it out for Gendry to see. He cups my hands, closing them around the device. “Fuck, Gendry. What are we gonna do?”

Gendry pulls me through my apartment. He makes sure the door is unlocked before heading into the hall and knocking on Christian’s door. I follow behind, unable to do anything. I’m in shock and despair threatens to completely choke me.

Gendry knocks on the door again and Christian opens up, his eyes wide as he looks between us.

“Shit, what’s wrong?”Gendry says something, pointing at me. Christian nods his head. “Fuck, man. That really sucks.” Gendry speaks again. “Oh, okay. Yeah, I can do that.”

“What’s going on?”

Christian turns towards me. “So, Gendry can still understand everything you’re saying. He wants me to explain that he’s capable of telepathic communication, but he didn’t want to dive into your head until he had your full consent.” Chrsitian rolls his eyes. “Weird you guys haven’t talked about this before now. Miles and Timalah had this shit down pat as soon as they got together. They were always having secret conversations inside their heads.”

I tug on Gendry’s hand. “Yes. Do it. Please, I can’t stand the idea of not being able to speak with you.”

Everything will be okay , I hear inside my head. Gendry’s voice is soft, soothing, and everything I needed to calm myself down.

I let out a long breath, the tightness in my chest slowly relaxing until I feel like I can pull in a full breath again. Looking at Christian, I give him a nod. “Thank you for translating.”

“Don’t mention it,” he says before closing his door on us.

Gendry puts his big hand on my lower back, guiding me back to my apartment. I can still communicate this way. We can still talk. Everything is okay, Aldo.

“Why can I understand you inside my head?”

Somehow, communicating straight into your brain translates it automatically. It works with anyone I speak this way with .

“You speak like this with other people? I thought this was like a special bond.”

It’s very special. You are special to me. Someday, we will form our matron bond and you will be able to speak with me in my head, the same way I am doing to you. I share a bond with my fellow Layperry people. We can all sense and speak with each other in this way.

I pull Gendry into my bedroom before pushing him down onto the bed. I follow him, laying myself across his chest.

“What does a matron bond include? Do I have to do anything special?”

Once you feel I’ve won your heart and shown myself worthy, it is very simple. Gendry takes my hand, running his thumb over my knuckles as he explains it. I would probe your mind, pushing a bond into place. You would simply need to allow me in, allow our bond to form. Once you feel it, you would have to push back into my mind as well, linking our bond between us.

I swallow around the lump in my throat. That sounds good. Honestly, that sounds better than good, it sounds fucking perfect. I want to bond with him in that special way. I want him inside my head and I want to be inside his.

Leaning up on my elbow, I run my hand over Gendry’s chest. I skim my fingers over the skin of his throat before cupping his face. Then I kiss him. I kiss him and force all of my feelings into the kiss, silently telling him exactly what he means to me, exactly what he does to me. I do my best to bring all of these things to the front of my mind, wanting him to feel them.

Gendry sucks in a sharp breath, his hands going to my hips, pulling me until I’m straddling him. He’s already hard and I can’t stop myself from grinding against him, moaning at the feeling of his huge cock through our clothes.

“Gendry,” I gasp out, my hips having a mind of their own, moving against his cock over and over until I’m panting and needy. “Gendry, please. I need you. I need all of you, everything you’re willing to give me.”

Everything , I hear inside my head. You can have everything .

I kiss him one more time before I start pulling off my clothes. Gendry follows my lead, doing the same. Every inch of toned, purple skin revealed leaves me aching even more. I want him. Scratch that, I fucking need him. I want to feel him stretching me wide, fucking me deep, and marking me in every way that matters.

Once we’re both naked, I start to crawl back into place in Gendry’s lap but he surprises me. Gendry’s big hands grab my hips and swing me around so my ass is over his face and I’m facing his feet.

“Oh fuck!”

Gendry pulls my cheeks apart and a moment later, his face is against my ass. His tongue is so hot and wet as it lavishes my hole, swirling around the puckered skin until I’m relaxing against the sensation. Then he points his tongue, wiggling it inside and oh my god, that feels so fucking good. His alien tongue is able to reach places otherwise impossible.

“Fuck, Gendry. Fuck. That feels so good,” I mumble, tilting my head back and moaning. “Fuck, I could come just on your tongue.”

Don’t. I want to come inside your ass.

“Fuck. Okay, yeah. I want that too. Get me nice and ready.”

As Gendry tongue fucks my ass, I have to do something to distract myself so I don’t go off like a rocket. I open my eyes and look down at Gendry’s cock. It’s so interesting how he’s different from me. His cock is long and proportional to the rest of his body, much bigger than me. There’s little bumps on the underside. I can’t wait to feel them inside me, rubbing against all the best places inside my ass. Beneath his dick, there’s no balls and past that is his wet hole.

I wrap my hand around his cock, stroking him slowly. I love feeling the weight of him. I love noticing how big he looks compared to my smaller hands.

I gasp out as Gendry pushes a finger into my ass. Pleasure races through me as that one finger pushes as deep as it can go before slowly sliding back out. Jesus, I really need to focus to keep myself from coming. It would be so easy to rub my dick against his chin and cover his chest in my cum.

But that’s not the plan. No. I want to come with him inside of me. I want to come with our bond being formed.

“That feels so good,” I pant out. “So good, Gendry.”

Leaning forward, I bring the tip of Gendry’s cock into my mouth. With our size difference, I can’t get more than the tip between my lips, especially with his swollen stomach, but that’s enough. I swirl my tongue around the tip, tasting his precum and moaning at the flavor. He tastes so sweet and delicious.

Gendry pushes another finger into my hole. And then another. I do my best to focus on sucking the tip of his cock, wanting him to feel as good as he’s making me feel. Eventually, Gendry decides I’m ready, or he’s as pent up and in need of release as I am. Either way, I’m happy to turn around and get myself into his lap.

Gendry’s tail, covered in his slick, slides into my ass, making sure I’m lubed up. The fact that he’s using the slick his body makes turns me on more than I care to admit.

Reaching behind myself, I point Gendry’s cock up. Then I adjust my hips just right before sliding down. It takes a moment for my body to accommodate his girth but with one push, I get the head of his cock to breach my hole.

“Fuck,” I breathe out when he finally gets inside me. “Fuck, Gendry.” He’s hot and hard and fills me up. The stretch is almost too much but I can take it. I want him, all of him, inside me.

It feels like he’s splitting me in two but I love every second of it. My body stretches to fit him and the burn only adds to my pleasure. I’m sweating and panting and overwhelmed but I don’t care because past all that, all I feel is how good this is.

Aldo, Gendry’s voice speaks into my mind, sounding breathless and overwhelmed. You feel so good. You feel like you were made just for me. I cannot get enough of you.

I continue to press my hips back, taking more and more of Gendry inside of me until finally his entire cock fits inside my ass. I don’t think I’ve ever bottomed for someone so big before. I can feel him all the way up in my stomach. My cock is throbbing , my entire body aching for release.

“Dios mío, Gendry. Fuck!” I lift my hips up and then look down into Gendry’s eyes. “Fuck up into me. Take your pleasure and come inside me. Form our bond. I want it, Gendry. I want it all. Give it to me.”

Like a flip has been switched, Gendry holds on to my hips and starts fucking up into me. His thrusts are hard, slapping against me as he chases his pleasure. My eyes roll back and pleasure washes over me. The moment his tail snakes between our bodies and wraps around my dick, it’s all over.

Crying out, I come across Gendry’s stomach. The force of it knocks the air from my lungs and my brain goes completely white with pleasure. I’m lost, completely and utterly, the only thing keeping me from drowning is Gendry.

I feel a presence at the back of my mind, tentative but persistent. I know without a doubt that it’s Gendry. I let him in fully, allow him to penetrate my mind the same way he’s penetrating my body. I don’t just let him in but I chase the bond back to him until I’m inside his mind the same way he’s in mine.

“Gendry,” I cry out, experiencing his emotions and his sensations. As his cock begins to throb inside of me, his hot cum warming my insides, I come again. Our orgasms mingle, dancing together, somehow heightening them back and forth until it’s a feedback loop I don’t think we’ll ever escape. If this is the way I go out, it’s not a bad way to go.

Eventually, we both come down from our highs. My entire body is sated and sore. I melt against Gendry’s front, little shivers of aftershock running through me.

Gendry carefully pulls the blanket around us, holding me tight. I can feel him still inside my head. I can feel that he’s here, that he’s content. I can feel his love .

“Oh,” I breathe out feeling equal parts of wonder and disbelief. It really shouldn’t surprise me but somehow it does. Testing out our bond, I project the words I want him to hear into his head. Gendry. I love you too.

Gendry’s chest starts to rumble with a content purr. I love you so much, Aldo. I love you and our baby and our future together. I do not wish to ever leave your side. I will be your mate, content to make sure you are loved and cared for until the end of my life.

The declaration washes over me. It wiggles its way into every corner of my heart until there isn’t a part of me that isn’t filled with Gendry’s love and devotion. Before I met him, I was ready to give up on love and now, in his arms, I’m so thankful that I gave him a shot. Gendry is everything I didn’t know I needed in my life and I love him more than words can say.

So I don’t use words. As best as I can, I project all of my thoughts and feelings for Gendry to feel for himself. His arms tighten around me further. He nuzzles my head, his purr growing even louder.

We stay like that for the rest of the night, testing our bond and sharing soft words in each other’s heads. We plan our future on Gendry’s home planet. We think about names for our baby. We exist in each other’s arms, ready to take on whatever the future has in store for each other, knowing we’ll face it all together as a team.

No more holding back. Together, we’re following our hearts.