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Korvo nervously entered the control room. He had completely humiliated himself at dinner - and not the sexy kind of humiliation. The kind that was currently making him leave a trail of gooblers through the ship. He had to find a way to redeem himself. He had never been the weak link of any group before and he refused to start now.
“Kabronius, c-can I talk to you for a second?”
“Well of course, Korvo. What’s up?”
“I-I want this team to accept me as a dedicated Shlorpian.” Korvo timidly explained. He was a little embarrassed to be begging for some kind of purpose on the mission, but desperate times called for desperate measures. “Is there any role I can fill? Do you need a ship repair guy?”
Kabronius’ expression relaxed. She let out a long hum, making a big show of looking like she was thinking. After a moment she turned around with a strange smile.
“Actually, I think I have the perfect job for you.”
“Really? What is it?” Korvo eagerly asked.
“As you can imagine it gets a little boring just sitting around the ship. We try to make the best of it but there’s only so much to do… How would you feel about providing some ‘entertainment’?”
“Like a puppet show?”
Kabronius chuckled, patiently.
“Nooo… I was thinking something more intimate.”
Korvo swallowed, feeling the pressure piling on.
“I have to tell you, I’m not a very creative person.”
“I want to have sex with you, Korvo.”
Korvo froze, and then sputtered something unintelligible, and finally froze again when he realized she had closed the distance between the two of them. Her hands were on his chest.
“S-sex? With me?” he managed.
“That’s right.” Her expression was sultry and soft. “I thought you would fill that position nicely since I first met you.”
His face went hot at the praise. Through the whiplash of feelings he could feel her parting his robes and palming his mound. It was his instinct to lean into it, and he followed it for a moment before snapping back to reality. He backed away and hastily tried to cover himself.
“W-we can’t do that. What about Zelvod?”
“I don’t mind.” Zelvod answered, scaring the daylights out of Korvo. “Just as long as I get to have some fun too.” He had come out of seemingly nowhere. Were these two planning on him confronting them or did he just like to hang around secretly like that?
“But I thought - aren’t you two together?”
“Sure, but that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy ourselves.” Zelvod said.
“It’s standard rich people stuff.”
“Really?” Korvo was amazed. He had so much to learn about this secret ruling class business.
“Oh yes. We had other bedmates all the time back on Shlorp. You can imagine it’s gotten a little stale since we’ve been here.” Kabronius explained. “You’re actually very lucky to be in this position. Ordinarily a commoner would never have to that sort of opportunity.”
Korvo had butterflies in his stomach. He did feel pretty special. Especially with her pressing her body up against his again, and Zelvod closing the space behind him to start rubbing his shoulders. It was not often he was propositioned by such a pretty pair of aliens.
“And - and it would really help you on your mission?”
“Definitely. I always work better after I let off some steam, so to say.” Zelvod replied with a grin.
“What do you say, Korvo? Want to be our live in fuck toy?” Kabronius asked breathily. Her expression was intense but there was a comfort in her commanding presence. It made him want to submit. Korvo could just about melt in their hands, which were rubbing up and down the length of his midsection possessively.
“I’ll do it.”
“Perfect! You can start your first duties right now.”
The couple swept him away to their living quarters. It was an incredibly ornate space, and bigger than Korvo had anticipated. He marveled at the size of their bed. It was much too big for just the two of them. He wondered if they simply liked the extra room or if the size was meant to accommodate for people in his position. However, he didn’t have long to ruminate on it before Zelvod and Kabronius stepped away, expectant looks on their faces.
“Strip.” she commanded.
“Y-yes, mission leader.” he replied, and hastily undressed. Before long he was standing bare, hands folded politely in front of him. He was feeling uncharacteristically shy.
“Sit down, Korvo. We want to inspect our new plaything.” Zelvod said next. Korvo silently did as he was told.
“See how obedient he is, Zelvod? We might not even have to train him.”
Korvo’s face became hot. He tried not to smile though, because it felt unprofessional. This was supposed to be work after all.
The rich aliens paced the room, slowly, circling him like sharks about to devour their prey. They looked him up and down mostly silently. Korvo anxiously awaited their approval.
“You were right, Kabronius. He is cuter under his robes.”
“And so soft, too.” she added, squeezing his stomach. A happy little whimper slipped out of Korvo’s mouth. Her hands drifted lower to spread his knees.
“Ugh, you’re so tense, Korvo.”
“Sorry, I haven’t done this in - in a while…” he confessed, a little afraid they would reject him. Instead, Kabronius turned to her partner.
“Zelvod, help him relax.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Before he could blink the co-team leader was sat next to him, taking Korvo’s face in his hands, and kissing him. In no more than a few seconds he had progressed to lapping at Korvo’s tongue. He happily obliged, and opened his mouth wider. It felt a little strange to be doing this knowing Zelvod’s wife was right there watching. Being touched by both of them at once was one thing, but this almost felt wrong. Or it would have if Korvo couldn’t hear her approval.
Zelvod broke their kiss to lean his head on Korvo’s bare shoulder, watching his own hand run down his body to his groin. He ran two fingers across his slit, and took great pleasure in Korvo’s squirming. In just a few strokes he could feel himself beginning to unfurl, and Zelvod apparently knew it, because he got down on his knees next. He lapped up what his fondling had caused and continued to coax Korvo’s root from his mound.
“Mmm… good boys.” Kabronius purred, and Korvo looked up to see her hand was in her pants. His root was out now, but rather than come off his mound, Zelvod opened his mouth wider to accommodate it. Korvo watched incredulously as it filled up his cheeks. Even as the appendage was fighting his tongue (and winning), he didn’t falter or let it slip out of his mouth. Korvo wondered where he learned such a skill. Was this also a rich Shlorpian trait? Did he practice on Kabronius? His eyes flicked back to her and he could see her pants were getting soaked in excitement. Promiscuous thoughts were starting to hit him at high speeds, like how big her root was, or what she looked like under those robes. Between that and the way her husband was sucking his writhing knot of a root, orgasm was fast approaching.
Without a manual to guide him through his new role he wasn’t quite sure if he should say something or try to hold back or just ride it out but before he could even formulate a question, it had struck.
Korvo groaned and jerked up involuntarily, releasing his pollen in a few spurts. A muffled sound came from below him as it hit the back of Zelvod’s throat, but he recovered quickly and sucked it all down. The post orgasm stimulation had Korvo dying. The other alien came off him with a happy sigh, and they both looked back at Kabronius.
“Feeling better?”
“Hah… yes.” Korvo sighed, still reeling from what had just happened. “Thank you.” he added a second later. Was he supposed to be thanking them? God, he wish he had a manual.
“Excellent. Now that you’re warmed up...”
She unbuttoned the top of her robe, and suddenly Korvo was nervous again. He watched her work her clothes open, slowly, occasionally looking up to make sure he was watching. Oh boy, was he. Her robe parted to reveal soft breast tissue. She ran a hand down her body until it touched her belt, which she unbuckled, and then slid her pants down her hips. Her deep red root was already out, and to Korvo’s delight, plenty long. Kabronius stepped out of her boots and was suddenly sauntering over to him. Korvo opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t think of anything. It looked like she not only recognized it, but loved the effect she was having, because when she stopped at the foot of the bed she flashed a grin. He was ready to go before she even grabbed his root.
“I knew you wouldn’t disappoint.” she whispered, and motioned for him to get moving. Korvo scooted back to make room for her. She crawled after him and kneeled over his waiting root. He felt a bit confused before she spread herself open, and guided his squirming tip inside her mound.
Korvo gasped at the motion, more than anything at the lewdness of it. He had expected her to twist their appendages together, as was the normal position.
Maybe it was the room temperature dumpster wine he’d had at dinner talking, but he didn’t mind forgoing tradition if it meant fucking her tight mound.
“Haaah…” she sighed as she sunk deeper onto it. For a moment her domineering aura dissolved, lost in the sensation.
“D-does it hurt?” Korvo asked, a little worried at her change in attitude. The mission leader only laughed and planted a chaste kiss on his lips in response. She proceeded to lift herself up and down, fucking his root even as it was already moving inside her. Content to watch her work her magic, Korvo merely laid his hands against her hips and looked up at her chubby body. Her root was wriggling obscenely between their torsos, desperately searching for stimulation. He leaned in against her to atleast allow it some pressure. She sighed with appreciation. Emboldened by her approval, Korvo pressed a kiss to her sensitive chest. She shuddered and laughed.
“And you said you were rusty. Were you just playing a trick on me?” She tipped his head back. Icy eyes and a hot smirk we’re looming over him. “It’s not nice to lie to your mission leader, Korvo.” His root was throbbing.
“Why do you two get to have all the fun?” Zelvod whined, thoroughly ruining the moment. Korvo looked over to see that he too had stripped, and was pumping his root at the sight of them.
“Ugh.” Kabronius rolled her eyes. “Let Zelvod use your mouth, Korvo.” Not needing to be told twice, he laid down on the bed. The other alien hastily crawled over and knelt over his face so close that Korvo could have swiped his tongue across his dripping mound if his root weren’t so eager. It slipped inside Korvo’s mouth, making Zelvod immediately sigh in relief/pleasure. It was a bit alarming to have such a lively thing squirming about his mouth. He had never performed oral on another Shlorpian before; humans were much easier to handle. Still, he wanted to do a good job, and he especially didn’t want to disappoint after Zelvod had given him such good head a moment ago.
“Ugggh, your mouth is so warm…” the alien above him moaned. Korvo was currently fighting to keep the root in his mouth from escaping. It wiggled about, slipping and sliding under and over his tongue, dragging its tip across his gums. In an effort to keep it trapped, he harshly sucked in his cheeks. This earned another shrill cry from Zelvod, who ground his mound against Korvo’s face.
“It sounds like our new - ah - plaything is performing quite well.” Kabronius noted, still ramming herself down on Korvo’s cobalt root. Her own was weaving itself through her fingers.
“Yes - yes he’s perfect, just like you said. Oh! You always have the best ideas.”
“Aw, thank you sweetie.”
He couldn’t see past the thighs enveloping his face, but Korvo was pretty sure the two had leaned forward to kiss each other.
Kabronius reached down to brush her fingertips against Korvo’s breasts. She earned a long moan, the vibrations of which made Zelvod let out a similar sound. She giggled at the effect, and continued to squeeze the sensitive area.
Between all this touching and the general eroticism of the situation, Korvo was nearing completion once again. In response his root moved faster, and this time it was his commander’s turn to cry out.
In a surprising (and quite frustrating) twist, Kabronius moved herself off Korvo’s root. It writhed angrily at the loss of stimulation. Next she pushed her husband so that his root also lost its place.
“Let’s all cum together.”
Her eager partners sat up and rearranged. In no time at all they were embracing in a triangle formation, roots twisting tightly together. Korvo’s mind was unraveling at the sensation. He had never felt two roots around his at once before.
“Fffff… hah, you’re such good boys.” Kabronius sighed, and it made Korvo moan. “You like when I compliment you, don’t you?”
“Yes! Ugh, yes, I wanna do a g-good job!”
“My good slut.” she purred, hands on his chest again. Suddenly she was kissing him, and then Zelvod was moving in too, doing his best to bite and suck at the corner of his mouth even if there wasn’t room for him.
They were both making a mess of Korvo’s face, and all three of them were squeezing each other so tight. It was hot and sweaty and wetness was streaking down the insides of their thighs. Every bite, lick, squeeze, and moan was making their roots twist faster and faster, and suddenly it was so tight it hurt, and each of them was exploding.
“Oh, Gods!”
“Fuuuck!”
“Holy shit!”
As soon as it had happened the moment passed, and the aliens were left panting in a pile. Between them they had made a huge mess of multicolored pollen which coated their fronts and soaked into the sheets. Uninterested in the fate of their bedding, the trio curled up together.
“Should… should I get ready to go for another round?” Korvo asked, propping himself up on his elbows.
“No, no… that’s enough for tonight…” Kabronius sighed, and Zelvod nodded in agreement. She placed a hand on his chest, applying no force, but guiding him back down anyway. Even now she was in control, able to command him with a simple touch. Korvo loved it.
“That was so much fun! You’re going to be a perfect fit.” Zelvod said, clinging to Korvo’s right side.
“My thoughts exactly.” Kabronius replied on his left.
“Th-thank you.” Korvo still couldn’t control himself at the praise. “I will do my best to please you two going forward. The team leader smiled and closed her eyes, ready for sleep.
“If tonight is any indication, I’m sure you won’t disappoint.”