"Why the hell are your species producing this much cum anyways, ain't about a cupful usually enough?" he asked, trying to get his mind off of all that liquid slowly but surely making a home inside of him

"Females are much larger than your species." He admitted. "And have two uteri next to each other. Combined with being in open water and females fight more with us, it is not certain to cum inside them." He explained carefully and continued to gently stroke him.

"Well, I ain't designed with that. Definitely don't hate two uteri. Just one asshole. It's all very basic" answered Yondu with a bit of a stutter to his voice as a move of his made Steve's still cumming member rub against his prostate directly

"O-oh heeeelll..." he breathed out, pushing closer to the man and keening, whimpering as he felt a thin line of cum make its way out of his limp cock, milked directly out by the pressure on his sweet spot

Steve trilled softly and relaxed back, taking any extra pressure odd Yondu's body.

"You can still take, will just take work." He promised. "Not often humanoids are here but sometimes. Have done it before." He admitted and stroked over his back, massaging him.

"Oh yeah?" panted the other, slowly trying to relax into the hold, even more exhausted now after cumming twice within the span of five minutes

"How often do ya seed other humanoid exactly buddy?"

"Not often." He said softly and ran his fingers across his back. "Heheh- my mate is jealous." He teased and kneading down his back. His knot grinding against his prostate by accident.

"Nnngh! Fuck, would you stop that!" panted the Centaurian as he squeezed his eyes and grit his teeth, desperate to put off the sweet suckling sensation of more cum being pushed out of his entirely spent member

Steve cocked his head to the side and rocked his hips just a bit more.

"I think you have more to give me." He said and nibbled his neck. His fingers reached down to stroke the cum and bringing it up to his mouth to taste it.

"No, no I don't, ya milked me dry, I swear" moaned Yondu as he tried to move back, that only making the thickness inside rub harder

"And don't be so lewd, who licks up their partner's cum while still fucking them full?"

"That's not true." Steve purred and licked his lips. "You taste strong." He said with a smirk. "A good breeder, fertile." He admitted, that knot grinding against him.

"Fuck, how many times do I have to tell your fertility obsessed mug, I can't be bred, just pumped full of seed. You're wasting it man, seriously" tried to convince him Yondu

Steve chuckled and drew up another finger full of cum to suck on.

"I mean you would sire many children." He explained and peppered kisses against his neck. "Virile."

"Well, yes, that I am, but that is... how did we get to this point even?" half hysterically wondered Yondu as he awkwardly hopped up a bit on one foot, the other still wrapped around Steve's hips for comfort.

Steve carefully picked him up and brought them both to lay in the warm sand beneath the shade of a tree. His cock still firmly imbedded inside him.

"You thought it was disgusting tasting your seed while I was still inside you." He explained. "I was doing it to check your likelihood of siring offspring."

"How the fuck is that an explanation?" dean panned Yondu as he let his head fall back onto the sand, blue contrasting sharply with the yellow.

His throat was bared, arched back almost, stomach full and protruding with skin stretched tight over it. Right above the slip of his pouch, Yondu could feel his nipples throbbing

Steve chuckled softly and stroked over his belly.

"You are funny." He said softly, marveling at the way the skin stretched and thinking it was such a pity that young would not come from this Union.

"Hilarious" snorted the man as his eyes lingered on Steve's large hands that rubbed him.

He could still feel the steady pulse inside, but it felt as if it was slowing down.

Steve chuckled and nuzzled lovingly against his neck. He wanted to show his mate he could be more than a hormone driven brute and vowed to get fresh foods and build him a nice shelter from the clay and trees on this island.

"Tell me about your stars." He said gently.

"What, while we wait for you cock to leave me?" came the sarcastic answer, before Yondu got a hold of his temper and took a deep breath.

He had to be realistic. Steven was stuck in him nice and deep for at least another 15 minutes, so they had to pass the time somehow. He wasn't even passed out this time...

"I've been around them since I was young. Traveled a lot at this point, too. And this is my ship. My friend built it for me"

"It is a very nice ship." Steven said diplomatically. "Do you just travel between them or do you stay on one?" He reached out and gently massaged the back of Yondu's neck.

Groaning and tilting his head to the side to give better access, Yondu kept his eyes open, if half-lidded. Now much more relaxed he was more inclined to answer.

"I travel, but it's not my home-base. I'm a part of a big crew, just one of millions. The Eclector is huge and houses about a third of the entire affiliated crew. I was out on an assignment when the ship malfunctioned and I crashed"

"That is a very large pod indeed." Steven said, the tiniest bit worried that out of millions his new mate would have many suitors. "The Eclector is a... Ship... Too?" He asked trying to get the words right.

"A galleon ship. About five hundred times if not bigger then my WarBird" nodded Yondu, spreading his legs a bit wider and enjoying not having to balance on one foot anymore.

"We run operations, um, deals, all over the galaxy"

Steve nodded and continued to gently massage him. Loving the way he submitted beneath his touch.

"That would be a sight to see." He admitted and nuzzled him gently. "What do you deal in?"

"Everything. Negotiations, trade, transport and delivery. As well as raids, thievery, murder and assassination. We're a versatile bunch" rather proudly stated the man. He was not about to be ashamed of his work and occupation after all.

Steve chuckled and gave a gentle kiss to Yondu's jaw.

"I suspect you are good at it." He said with a smile. His mind already churning with possibilities.

"One of the best. Give me a decade or so and I'll run that bunch." proudly sated the Centauirian, absolutely sure in his success.

He had been sure of it as long as he had been a part of the crew, starting low about 7 years ago, and already one of the pilot's for the fleet.

Steve chuckled again.

"I have no doubt of it. You are most formidable." His words only part flattery. He wanted this man. Wanted him more than anything he'd wanted before- and he was determined to win him. Not just bodily for he'd already done that, but heart and soul as well.

"Fuck yeah I am" chuckled Yondu, before moaning as the shaking of his body made the cock inside of him vibrate. All at once he was reminded of his situation and flushed prettily, a deep night sky blue spreading over his skin as his implant pulsated with red.

Steve nuzzled under his jaw. Nibbling and sucking lightly against the skin.

"You have the most wonderful coloring." He said quietly- and that time it was all truth, no flattery needed.

Though his cock throbbed gently he wasn't releasing much spunk any more. Just small dribbles into an overstuffed body.

"It's a good hue" agreed Yondu, tilting his head back even more in order to give the other more room.

"Yours ain't all that bad either" he rather shyly added, remembering the brilliant tail his lover sported.

Steve trilled softly and glowing blue patterns flashed over his skin and heavy scales.

"Thank you." He said gently and continued to nibble and lick along the other man, gently caressing the back of his head- cradling it. Yondu shifted a bit and then paled, eyes flickering down as he felt his body start to loosen up a bit more.

"Steve, I think I'm gonna leave a bit of a cum trail in here soon" he mentioned, raising his legs up to wrap them around the other man's hips.

He smiled and carefully sat up. Holding Yondu in his lap and carried him back to the water. Walking them in until they were waist deep, Steve held Yondu to him, his knot growing smaller and with a soft groan he carefully pulled from Yondu's body, unintentionally leaving a mucus plug just like he had before which kept his cum from escaping.

"Shall I empty you?" He asked, running a hand reverently over his swelled belly.

Clutching at the other's broad shoulders and back, his belly pressed against Steve's, Yondu could only tighten his legs and nod against his neck. He wanted to feel relief, wanted to be empty again. There was too much cum inside, he wasn't used to it

Almost reluctantly Steve reached behind him and between his legs. His skin would produce the solvent that would make his cum thin so it could come out... Well that and dissolve the plug. Easily sliding his whole flat hand inside him he felt his body begin to produce it, pressing it into the plug and feeling it give way after a moment of pressure.

"Hold tight to me." He said and began to manipulate Yondu's belly to help work out the cum that had swelled there. Letting it flow past his hand and get thinner as it did until it floated into the open ocean.

When Steven pressed his whole fucking hand inside of him he was quiet. Bit the other's neck and clutched him close, but he was quiet. However when he felt the pressure of a hand on his stomach and the blissful release... Yondu full on spasmed and held o with everything, trying to downright burrow into the other man.

Stars above but that was embarrassing. He was voiding his bowels free of cum while being held in such an intimate embrace. It was lewd, and dirty, and he had never felt anything like it before.

Steve cooed gently and held him close as he could with his knees. Moving a bit shallower he pulled Yondu into his lap so he could support his body while he worked him empty and open again. He loved the way his mate clung to him. Wanted to be close and part of him. His heart swelling in pride at how well he'd done. He hadn't mentioned it but with the size of females of his breed the sheer quantity of seed would have been about equal to a cup of seed for him.

Luckily for them both, and their pride, Yondu was significantly smaller than even the smallest of said breed, with his measly 5'10" of height. Once he couldn't feel anymore hot cum leaving his body, the Centaurian unclung himself and tried to pull away from the merman. He desperately needed something to drink and eat.