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I pushed Kroven up against the nearest wall, by the front door, a smirk glazing across my lips as a little huff of surprise barreled out of Kroven. He was grinning when I crashed my lips against his with a powerful need that surprised me. All I wanted was him. My lips, my body, everything just wanted to feel him. Touch him. Knead him. His mouth parted, and I felt his tongue slide against mine, a moan falling into our kiss as I felt the textured difference that his tongue had over mine. It was still smooth, but much more coarse than a human's tongue. And the fact that his tongue was purple excited me.

My hands grabbed fistfuls of his maroon shirt, my fingers playing with the buttons from the bottom up, unbuttoning them with a swiftness I hadn't known I possessed. Because that's exactly what I was. A man possessed, obsessed with the being in front of me, and I wanted to feel his skin. Finally getting his shirt open, I broke our kiss to take in his body. It was practically like a human's except his skin was paler. His pecs were prominent and his nipples were a similar purple to that of his tongue. My cock jerked thinking about what else on his body might be purple. His stomach was pronounced but not overly defined like the kind of guys that went to the gym every day. The only thing that really made his body less human was the fact that he didn't have a belly button. I stared up at him with a smile, and attacked his mouth again, my hands free to roam over his hairless chest and bare stomach. Kroven groaned with pleasure when my hands charted their course over his beautiful skin.

Kroven broke our kiss, staring at me with heavy eyes as we both panted. He pushed his hips forward, making me gasp as I felt something long and thick against my thigh.

“Do you feel how hard you're making me, Sebastian?”

I didn't feel like chastising him for using my full name like I had before, too focused on my own throbbing cock at what he had just said. Groaning with desire to see for myself how I was affecting his body, I started pulling at his pants, my fingers moving as quick as they could to get them unbuttoned.

Kroven moaned once I got his pants unbuttoned, and I yanked them down as I sank to my knees in front of him. He wasn't wearing any underwear, making me wonder if Orbs didn't bother with the human custom or if sangamar swore it off for some other reason. I made a mental note to myself to ask him later. My thoughts went back to his dick as it bucked in the air, mere inches from my face.

It was long and heavy, his girth painfully evident, and looked mostly just like a human's. The shaft was the same pale color as the rest of his body, but the head was the familiar purple that decorated his tongue and nipples. The sides of his shaft had ridges on them, ribbed flesh separated by groups of three, with a total of nine along the length before his purple head appeared. His sac was hairless like the rest of his skin, and was a darker shade of pale than his sculpted body.

His cock was dripping pre-cum and I had to restrain myself from diving on it right then and there. But I wanted to savor this moment. I looked up at Kroven, his mouth hanging open in anticipation. My eyes pleaded for him to give me a sign to keep going, and when he gave me a little nod, a smirk smoothed itself across my face.

I flicked my tongue out to lap at the clear fluid leaking from Kroven's tip. Kroven shuddered, my hands going to his thighs to help stabilize him. I took his purple head into my mouth and swirled my tongue over it in a few quick swipes, earning a guttural grunt from him.

“Fuck,” Kroven said, and I realized it was the first time I'd heard him say something like that. His voice had gotten deeper, huskier than his usual deep timbre. It made my cock jerk in my jeans as I took more of his cock inside, my tongue eagerly welcoming him.

A hand snaked into my hair, and I looked up to see a breathy grin slide across Kroven's face. I grinned around his dick, using each time I invited him inside as an attempt to get more of him down, but he was thicker and longer than I was used to. The sounds of me trying seemed to be turning him on more, because his cock kept leaping in my mouth every time I gagged.

I used my fist to stroke his length as my mouth went into overdrive on him, his thighs trembling with need. Kroven panted in waves, every so often taking his bottom lip in between his teeth as he watched me.

I was obsessed with the ridges on the side of his dick. They were slightly ribbed, but still smooth to the touch. Every time my tongue slithered over them, Kroven moaned loudly, clearly triggering the response. And when my hand went over them, it almost felt like they pulsed in response. I was fascinated by them and it just made me even harder to be doing this with him.

I felt his dick stiffen, and I moved my hand down to his sac to caress it fondly. Kroven groaned, and his hand gripped the hair on the back of my skull with a wanton grip.

“Bas,” The breathy way my name came out of his mouth made my dick lurch in my jeans, afraid that I was going to start spurting just by the husk wrapped around his voice. “If you don't stop, I'm going to—”

“Good,” I said, coming off of him as I placed a quick kiss on his tip, a bead of pre-cum flowing out that I greedily leaned up to catch. “Give it to me, Kroven.” And then I dived back down on his cock.

I went back to work on his dick, using the previous combination of my mouth and my hand, making sure to lash out my tongue on the underside of him. When I could see his thighs shaking from pleasure, I knew it wasn’t going to be long. His dick flexed, and a loud, deep moan left Kroven as he started spurting in my mouth, thick doses of cum filling my mouth. I moaned around his dick as I swallowed, wanting every drop I could get from him. As I drained him, I looked up and saw his free hand messing with the tip of his pointed ear. I wondered if they were sensitive in the same way that human nipples were. Filing that away as information that could be used in the very near future, I sat back on my heels, Kroven’s dick softening as it fell out of my mouth. I stood up and closed the remaining space between us to lean in and kiss his cheek.

“You taste amazing .” I told him, and he let out an exasperated laugh that told me he was still recovering from his climax.

After pulling up his pants swiftly and tucking his dick back inside, he crashed his mouth against mine with such force that he started pushing me across the room. I yelped as the back of my legs hit something, and Kroven was pushing me lightly. I realized he had pushed me into a chair. I was still trying to register what was happening when Kroven fell to his knees. He grabbed my thighs and moved my legs as far apart as they could, my knees resting against the covered arms of the chair. Kroven settled between my legs, and looking down at him, his face twisted with want and irresistible need, made my dick leak in my jeans. Kroven saw the lunge it did in my pants, my breathing caught in the back of my throat as he palmed my bulge through my pants.

“Let me take care of this.” Kroven crooned.

Helpless to refuse, Kroven made haste in unbuttoning my jeans, pulling them down to my ankles. My head flew back against the chair as he kissed at my leaking prick over my boxer briefs, my hips straining up in the air to feel more of him on me. My body was reacting to him in ways it never had before, feeling like my veins were full of kerosene and Kroven's uninhibited touch was a dangling match. His hand went up to my stomach, clawing at the light blond hair that went down in a line toward my crotch. He then roamed up to my chest, giving my pecs a squeeze. I was too distracted, panting from his touch as he took the head of my dick into his mouth through the fabric of my boxer briefs. I moaned wildly, my hips bucking up into him. He laughed playfully, leaning up to stare at me.

“Don't worry,” he said in a deep voice. “I’ll take care of you. Just try and relax.”

Relax? How the fuck was I supposed to do that when he was making me more hot and bothered than I had ever been in my life? I tried to calm myself, smoothing my hands over my thighs to try and qualm their trembling.

Kroven took me by surprise yet again when he pulled down my boxer briefs, freeing my aching cock from its final frontier. He helped pry my shoes off so he could slide my jeans and underwear off me, making me lift up with shaking legs until I sat back down in the chair devoid of clothing from the waist down. Kroven sat between my legs again, moving his hands over mine on my thighs. Kroven growled low in his throat, staring directly at my cock, which made it buck as it garnered his attention, a flow of pre-cum flowing down my length. It was glistening at the head, sticking straight up, the hardest I'd ever been in my life. And I so desperately wanted him to touch me.

“Wow.” He grunted, his hands sliding past mine and going back up my stomach so he could fiddle with my treasure trail. “You're quite the big boy, aren't you?”

I couldn't hold back my whimper as he said that, triggering more clear fluid to stream out of my throbbing prick. Kroven really needed to just put me out of my misery before I completely melted into his every word. Which clearly I was well on my way to doing anyway.

He leaned up again, attacking my lips with his in a tender kiss. My hands went to his slender hips, my fingers gnawing into the pale skin there with heated hellos. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip, opening my mouth so our tongues could tango with each other. I resisted the urge to flex my hips upward as his textured tongue wound around my own. God, he was such a good kisser. I thought I was decent, but I'd never been so into kissing someone like I was into kissing Kroven.

A weak grunt fell out of me as he broke our kiss to reach beneath us and wrap one of his hands around my cock, hissing at him as his fist starting moving up and down me.

“Tell me what you want, Sebastian.” Kroven's deep voice was making my heart pound fast as hell in my chest. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“Please,” I gulped, my breathing just the idea of breathing at this point rather than full breaths. “Fuck, Kroven, just—”

“Tell me.” He demanded, his fist quickening on my dick, making my head spin like squealing tires.

“Your mouth,” I managed to get out. “Please put your mouth on me, Kroven.”

Purring like a cat, Kroven smiled, slowly moving down my body, placing wayward kisses down my chest, stomach, and my thighs before he sat back down in between my legs again.

“See?" He stated, swirling his thumb over the head, more pre-cum gushing out as I struggled to keep my ass down in the chair. “That wasn't so hard, was it?”

Before I could register how fucking powerless I was to his teasing, Kroven took my cock into his mouth and I let out a deep moan from low in my belly. A hissed whimper came out of me when I felt that extra long, textured tongue flicking over the head before massaging the sides of my dick with expert lashes. There was absolutely no way I was going to last long with Kroven winding his tongue up and down my length.

He growled in arousal once he'd gotten all of me down his throat, his hands smoothing over the hair surrounding my pubic area. I knew while I wasn't the biggest guy in the dick department, I also knew it was still pretty impressive, and I'd never had one deep throat me like Kroven was currently doing.

“Oh my God.” I grunted, throwing my head back again.

One of Kroven's hands went to my balls, massaging them in his palm and earning him another groan from me. He looked up at me, his red eyes glistening as we shared a look. God, he was so fucking hot. I didn't know where our relationship was going to go after this encounter, but I knew I was done for. I was hooked on Kroven and I didn't want anything to keep me from my next fix.

He slowly lifted his head, coming off my dick until just the head was still in his mouth, that damn textured tongue dipping into my cock slit, an unwilling whine came from me, and I could feel my balls tightening up, Kroven's hand still stimulating them.

“ Fuck , Kroven,” I howled. “I’m so close.”

This seemed to energize him, because he doubled his efforts. He kept a steady rhythm bobbing up and down my length, that cursed tongue working me in ways I'd never experienced. I felt fire and lightning crackling throughout my body, a warmth that I couldn't tame. It was so out of my control and I knew I'd reached my limit.

“Oh god, K-Kroven, I'm gonna—”

He pulled back, my dick falling out of his mouth as Kroven wrapped his hand around me and started pumping. Once he opened his mouth, that purple tongue uncurling in anticipation of my cum landing all over him, that was it. I yelled in pure pleasure as I started to come, thick spurts firing on Kroven's face and tongue in haphazard intervals. I melted into the chair as I kept shooting, my eyes rolling inside my skull, unable to look at the erotic scene of Kroven covered in my climax.

I heard Kroven chuckle as I started coming down from my orgasm, my chest rising slower and slower. As I opened my eyes, I watched as Kroven sauntered to the kitchen and came back with some paper towels, wiping me from his face. Once he was cleaned up, he handed them to me to clean up. I quickly used them to wipe away my mess and was about to reach for my clothes when Kroven came over and straddled my lap, my softening cock gaining altitude as my hands instinctively went to his hips as his body relaxed against me.

"You're going to be the death of me." Kroven laughed, leaning down to kiss me.

As we kissed, I couldn't help but feel that the sentiment was mutual.