Brave New World
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Chapter 4
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Hey, everyone! I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed so far, and thanks for sticking with the story when it's taking so long for it to progress. This installment is a lemony sandwich, so I hope you enjoy the latest chapter.
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Chuck pulled out the remaining two rings quickly, and slipped them onto the others hands, before placing his own. The euphoric embrace quickly turned to something more. They never made it to the bedroom this time, but collapsed in a pile on the cushions of the couch. Lem pushed Chuck back until he was lying down, undoing his pants and pulling out Chuck's stirring manhood.
He was so enraptured by their reactions to his proposal, and engaged by the sight of the alien taking him into this mouth, that he barely noticed Neera shifting nearby. By the time he looked up, she had her skirt hiked up around her hips, and quite suddenly was straddling his shoulders, her face flushing prettily. "Would you …? It just feels so good..."
Not needing any further motivation, he pulled her against his mouth, burying his face in her sweetness. She cried out and gripped his hair, spreading her legs even farther apart.
Far from feeling like he was weighed down by the first serious commitment he'd ever made, Chuck suddenly felt elated. He unconsciously began to time the thrusts of his tongue with the movements Lem was making, groaning as he nipped at Neera's succulent flesh.
Chuck came embarrassingly quickly, moaning into Neera's thigh as he felt Lem swallowing. As he collapsed onto the couch cushions, he felt Neera shifting on his chest, twisting until she was laying against his chest, her breasts pushed against him in such a way that they nearly popped out of her shirt. Lem appeared over her shoulder, and as he began moving, Chuck realized he must be inside her. He alternately stroked and kissed the two of them, his contented afterglow settling nicely over him as first Lem came, then Neera.
Lem lifted his head after a moment. "I suppose the car is going to have to wait..."
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It didn't take long for Chuck and Lem to tear down the wall between their bedrooms, combining the two into a larger room, with a larger bed. A little rearranging saw that they each had enough drawer and closet space, and moving his old bed and an extra dresser into the spare bedroom allowed for appearances, should any be needed. A feeling of contentment descended on Chuck, as though this was how it was always supposed to be.
They spent the rest of the weekend wallowing delightedly in their own happiness. They played board games, barbecued outside, and made love many times, most notably in the laundry room, Neera perched atop the washer as Chuck and Lem took turns worshiping her.
Monday morning he accidentally slept in, having to hurriedly share the shower with Lem, slowed things down more than it should have. He rushed downstairs and grabbed his coffee gratefully out of Neera's hands, downing it in one gulp. "Morning, dear," he said, giving her a quick kiss.
"Oh... Good morning..." she said quietly, turning to fill another cup.
"Any chance I can get the breakfast to go?"
"Hm?" She looked up at him slowly, then appearing to understand his words, turned to grab some Tupperware. "Of course, Charles. Just give me a moment..."
Her odd behavior finally seemed to sink through Chuck's haste. "You feeling okay, sweetie?" He asked, putting his arm around her shoulder. "You seem a little...out of it..."
"Yes, I'm just a little tired this morning. It's nothing, I'm sure." She handed him the filled container with a fork, and smiled brightly. "Hurry home, okay?"
"You betcha!" He kissed her, yelled goodbye to Lem, and took off.
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Chuck examined the read outs that Nroff was showing him, his eyes widening with a strange mixture of pride and dread. "I'm...impressed. Just those few adjustments increased the speed of the message by this much?"
Nroff was clearly proud of himself. "Yes! It drastically reduces the amount of time necessary for the message to reach Earth! I'm so pleased!" His smile began to fall when he saw the expression on Chuck's face as he examined the calculations. "I...had thought you'd be encouraged by this, Professor Baker. Have I done something wrong?"
"Of course not! You're a good man, Nroff." Chuck handed back the sheets of paper and replaced his discontent with a mask of joviality. "You thought of things I never considered!" Or, subconsciously ignored...
That evening, he found consolation by reminding himself that even if the message did reach Earth, it would be over a decade before anyone returned to the planet. All this could be sorted out before then. He needn't bother Lem and Neera over it just yet...
They ate dinner together, both men exclaiming over what a wonderful cook Neera was. She blushed and shushed them, gathering the dishes up. "Let us take care of that for you, Neera," Lem said, taking them from her.
"Oh, all right." She smiled wanly. "I am still feeling a bit tired. Perhaps I'll have a bath and go to bed early tonight. Are you both all right with that?"
They agreed, and Chuck washed while Lem dried, making quick work of the dishes after Neera had retired upstairs. Chuck made a mental note to see if he couldn't design a dishwasher and build it from scratch – it could be his special project.
They collapsed gratefully on the couch in the living room afterward, turning on the evening news and snuggling under an afghan. "How's your project at work going?", Lem asked, turning from where his head rested on Chuck's shoulder.
Chuck stiffened. "It's..." he started, trailing off. He hadn't planned to say anything just yet, but he also hadn't planned to lie if asked outright. He sighed, and said dejectedly, "It's going really well."
"Well, that's great, isn't it?" Lem asked, confused by his partner's mood.
"I don't know, Lem. I mean, the better it goes, the sooner people from Earth might come for a visit, and the harder it will be...on me..."
Lem sat for a moment, and Chuck watched him as his words sank in. "You'll go back if they come?"
"I don't know yet," Chuck said truthfully.
"We'll be sad to see you go, but... I understand."
He searched Lem's emerald eyes with wonderment that the alien could be so accepting. "I love you," he said simply, leaning down to kiss him.
"Me, too," Lem mumbled against his lips. He crawled into Chuck's lap and embraced him, and Chuck felt his partner's body melting against him, trying to get closer. Chuck's long arms wrapped around the smaller body, the kiss changing from sweet to intense as he sucked Lem's tongue into his mouth, swallowing the deep moan.
Chuck pulled the green legs around his waist and let his obvious hardness rub against Lem. It always took Lem a little longer to come to readiness, and Chuck savored bring him out of his shell. He nibbled on the pointed ear, breath tickling the smooth skin. "I intend to make the most of the time we have before then, Green Guy."
"Unnngh."
"I love it when you're so articulate," Chuck teased. He took Lem's hand in his and pushed against his groin. "Do you feel what you do to me?" Satisfied that Lem's hand would stay where he put it, he stroked Lem's hips, sliding his hands around to the green backside and squeezing gently.
Lem frantically pulled down the zipper on Chuck's pants, bringing out his shaft and stroking it. The human let out a groan and fished in around in the drawer next to the couch, bringing out some lotion and squirting it into Lem's hand. As Lem eagerly slid it over Chuck's length, Chuck covered his fingers in the slick liquid and pushed them gently between Lem's cheeks, experience reminding him that Lem needed less preparation than he himself sometimes did. In moments he slid himself home inside his lover.
He moved slowly, wringing every pleasure from from Lem, reveling in his gasps and thrusts. Lem came first, shuddering against him and crying out, and Chuck stroked him gently before seeking his own release.
Chuck gently cleaned them up and Lem snuggled into his side. "I'm sorry, Lem. I wish I could give you a definite decision... If it makes you feel better, it'll probably be many years before even receive the message. Lots of time for us to spend together, and for me to make a firm choice. Know that no matter what I do, I don't regret a moment of this time with you a Neera."
"I know, Chuck. Don't worry about it now."
They turned the off the television and held each other before joining Neera in the bed.
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