This fiction is a sequel to "Tossed Glass". It contains spoilers to Book One and Two of the "Spectra" Series. It is very NSFW heavy and should be considered 18+.
Niles felt incredibly under-dressed. Which was odd, considering the idea that had been set in his head about twenty minutes ago.
He and Space had taken the tram back to their place, which was only about two stops away in a nearby apartment district. It was slightly run down, but it overlooked a nice park that the tram had come to a stop by. Once past the gated entrance that Space had swiped a keycard to get through, they had taken the stairs up to the fifth floor. They had a black door that had some chipping around the handle that gave Niles the uneasy feeling they had had a break in once or twice before.
"Sorry for the mess in advance." Space said, "I had some friends a few nights ago and haven't been fully able to clean up."
"I'm sure it's not bad." He smiled, getting a weak smile back as they opened the door and flicked on the lights. The sight that greeted Niles made him pause.
The apartment wasn't that big, but it wasn't crammed. To the left inside the door was a small closet that Space offered to hang his coat in when they hung theirs, stashing their shoes. Niles accepted graciously, before stepping further in. To the right was a wall with an open door that showed him a small room with a chair and two very cramped desks. The wall stopped, and the rest of the place was a very open layout. The right side held the living room that had a massive glass window/sliding glass door, a papasan chair between it and a coffee table. Against the room's wall he'd passed was a quietly playing show on the projector, and across from it was a couch. He could see the wall across from the front door jutt towards him, which was probably where the bathroom was. To the left was a washer and dryer and the kitchen. The floor was a light wood, and the walls were a chalkboard gray while all the furniture ranged from blues and blacks with accents of gold… and that was where the normalcy stopped.
Space had dozens of plants. Everywhere he looked he saw some hanging from the ceiling, taking up counter space, living in giant pots, chilling out in little fridge magnets, there was even one in an old work boot by the glass door. There were small, lively, pop-comic style posters on the walls as well as the massive door-sized painting above the couch.
Niles was far from an art enthusiast, but the painting intrigued him the most of all. It looked like smudges at first, but as he got closer he would realize it was splatter art. He'd never seen one like this before. It had very, very tiny writing in the center, and he squinted to see what it said.
Alone in a busy universe.
There was a quiet *mrrr!* and he turned his head to see something jump down from a loft he hadn't noticed above the projector. He recognized it as a Fiz'Fuzz; a tiny creature from Delta Plane regularly kept as pets. It had eight legs and tiny pointy feet, big eyes, fluffy ears, and a long tail. It made its way right to Space, rubbing against their legs.
"Hi baby, am I late to feed you? Yeah…" Space laughed, looking up at Niles as they went to the kitchen and opened the fridge, starting to crack open a can, "Oh, you found my painting?"
"You painted this?" He asked, surprised.
"Yeah, more like threw it together to cover a hole I put in that wall. Accidental orbital launch of a wine bottle." Space said, dumping out the can contents onto a plate and plopping it on the floor. The Fiz'Fuzz tore into it, and they sighed, "Want a drink?"
"Sure." He said, "Mind if I sit?"
"Expect me to make you stand? No, have a seat! Get comfortable!"
Niles nodded, and sat down on the couch. Space joined him a moment later, handing him a laguer in a green bottle, already cracked open. They sighed, glancing at the news playing on the tv… Seeing it was talking about some recent political election, the dahmak lifted their tail and switched on the mute button with a remote.
"So… you live here alone?" Niles asked after a long silence. Space smirked with a 'heh!' sound.
"Yeah, I hope so. Only one bed and that's upstairs."
"Pretty expensive?"
"Sorta… the tram is pretty loud when it goes past and the crime is pretty bad. Walls are thin so if the neighbors fight or party, you hear them. It was apparently a nice place before the Cell, but not anymore. Besides, the electric installation business pays big bucks thanks to them now."
Niles felt a small twinge of guilt in his stomach, looking down at his drink. He didn't say anything, and realized just how out of practice he was. Three years ago he would have been in his element, easy to wine and dine with long tales and dreams of adventure… but since Eden, he just didn't have that in him anymore. It seemed Space also didn't know what to say. They glanced at their drink, taking a sip, before sighing.
"Y'know, I should probably be straight with you… I uh… I knew who you were when you told me about the Manta."
Niles swung his head around so quickly you might hear the crack in his neck as he did, stunned, "Ya what?"
"Friend of a friend of a coworker, they were part of the team that dragged your ship back from near Eden territory. After, well… Eden vanished, that is."
"That's not even public knowledge."
"I know." They said, looking over with pursed lips, "Sorry I… wasn't honest."
Niles wasn't even sure what to say or think, looking at them with an unreadable expression. They seemed pretty uncomfortable under his stare, shifting and not meeting his eyes. "..Is that why you brought me here? To hear my story, call me crazy like the rest of them?"
Space's head shot up, "What? I… n-no! I genuinely did enjoy your stories.I-"
"You wanted to get an earful of them firsthand, go back and share them with your buddies? Laugh about it over a couple of drinks?"
"No, that's not at all what I wanted! Wait, Niles-" Space's voice lifted as he got up, setting his lauger on the coffee table and starting towards the door, "Niles, you have to believe me, I was honest because-"
"Ah, save it. I've heard enough." He cuffed, pulling his coat from the closest and starting to open the door-
"I know what it's like!"
Niles paused with the door halfway open, turning his head to look back. Space was standing in the middle of their apartment, looking at him. Their face was a bit flustered, frantic maybe, but he wasn't sure why. Even then, they stood with their shoulders wide and open, their tail down. It was a very open and honest expression, and he measured it over his hunch forward shoulders and back to them.
"What do you mean?"
"... you went through something so… unreal. So mind blowing that a normal person would shrug it off as fake. A story, a delusion. A lie. Something to be ignored .Something maybe that you are considered less than them for experiencing. Something so… 'crazy' that others would treat you like a criminal. I understand that. I get that."
"...but?"
"There is no but. I just… I understand. And I invited you over, maybe, so… you wouldn't feel so alone in that experience."
Niles paused, his defensiveness ebbing away. He looked forward, back out the door, before deciding maybe… he didn't need to be so defensive. This person, they never showed him even a bit of judgment. Save for when he hit them with a glass, but even then! They had been nice, they flirted with him, they bought him drinks, hell… they had even brought him back to their place.
Maybe… Maybe he should stick around, he thought, and give them a chance. Stepping back, he closed the door, and turned around. Space was still standing there, waiting for him, twitching their tail tip.
"I'm sorry I didn't say anything." They stated again. Niles nodded, chewing his lip, "I can… make it up to you, if you want."
"yeah?"
"I mean… I didn't bring you back here just to drink and share trauma, right?" Space said with a little bit of a teasing laugh, and he felt his cheeks blush again.
"I'll be honest, I'm pretty dirty from today's work. Don't know if you'd want a piece of this."
"As am I, but… if you want, I have an LED lit shower."
"A what?"
About an hour later, the two were seated on the couch again. Niles was wearing a burrowed pair of some work-out shorts and a t-shirt, while Space was in a sweater and sweatpants. They had cracked open another two bottles of lauger and a bottle of wine, and by now Niles had his buzz back.
The washer's jingle went off and Space got up, walking to toss both their clothes in the dryer. As they walked, Niles was able to get a nice look at their ass. They looked alot better in these clothes, curvy in all the right places… Space bent over and their rear popped out a bit more. He noticed they deliberately lifted their tail, and looked over slightly to see them looking right back.
Caught red handed.
"Enjoy what you see?"
"I mean, it's definitely a nice sight."
"Why thank you! I worked really hard on it, it's nice that it gets some recognition." Space snickered, putting the clothes in and starting the dryer. When they came back, Niles scooted back and lifted up one leg, placing it on the couch. It was an inviting gesture that was not unnoticed, and Space plopped right down in his lap. "Finally, getting somewhere."
"Just needed my liquid courage back, l-... lass… lad… erm…" Niles felt embarrassed under the playful glare that the dahmak was giving him. They reached up and scratched his chin with a sharp nail, sending electric tingles down his spine.
"Oh, I see, you've gotten to the confusing part now, haven't you?" Space stated smugly, "Can't exactly shake the present and see what's inside, can you?"
"I mean, I don't think shaking you would work, but I know something else that might."
"Oh rea- mph!" Space was cut off as Niles leaned right in, catching their lips with his. The kiss was sloppy, and not totally aimed but he hoped the booze could be a good excuse. His heart was pounding, and after a few seconds, he felt the dahmak lift up their arms and place them around his neck.
Oh yeah, it's all coming together.
Niles wrapped his arms around their back and waist, pulling them closer. He sunk deeper into the kiss, totally trying to not think about how sloppy he was being, but they must not have minded as he heard the tiniest of moans escape them. Swiping down the leg he had put on the couch, he was able to scoop them onto his lap, and with a little bit of finagling got them to lay back so he was on top of them.
Mouths still locked in a kiss, he felt their hands start to explore, running their nails through his quills. It sent shivers up and down him, and he groaned slightly, freeing his own hands to explore. They made their way right to the bottom of Space's sweatshirt, and he snuck his hands under to find their soft underbelly… as well as two small swells on their chest.
Okay, I can do this. I've been in this territory bef- His brain came to a dead halt as he gently ground his hips down, only to find something grinding right back. He felt Space tense and was worried they would be offended, but quickly broke away when they pulled back.
"Niles, I-" Space was stopped as he stuck a hand through the neck of their sweater and to their lips, shushing them.
"This changes nothing. Might be a little bit of new territory, but-"
"I'm intersex."
Niles paused, his brain trying to catch up with what was just said. However, all the pieces started to add up : the curvesand wide shoulders, the way they sat, their mixed mannerism, their tone of voice, the not two but three separate swells. Slowly, he nodded, then shrugged.
"Changes nothing to me. You want top or bottom?"
Space stared at him in shock, mouth working before they asked, "Y-You mean sub-"
"No, I know what I said."
"Uh…" Space shifted under them nervously, " I mean… b-bottom?"
"Ah, so that's where the indecisiveness comes from." He grinned cheekily, getting a gasp.
"Excuse you, I am not indecisive because I'm a bott- stop trying to kiss me to cut me off! I am a bottom because I - oh!" While he had been deflected from the kiss, Niles decided to take another approach, lowering his head and gently nibbling on the dahmak's neck. They melted under him, digging their nails a little deeper, and he grinned internally.
Niles explored with his hands more while his mouth found sweet spots, glad he had decided to take back up working out a while ago because if he hadn't, no way would he be able to hold himself up. The soft scales around his groin had parted long ago and he was getting his shorts wet, but with his hands focused on Space's upper body and holding himself up; there was nothing he could do. However, the dahmak didn't intend to take it lying down. He felt their hand slide under his waistband, and a caress made his quills rattle.
Breaking his kiss, he sighed heatedly, and sat back to pull down his pants. Space paused, reaching out.
"Wait."
"Yeah?"
"I have… stuff upstairs. Come with me." Space got up, and crossed over to the ladder on the wall, scaling it up to the loft. Niles watched them go, and shrugged, following up after. Upstairs the roof was high enough that he could still stand. He found nothing but a bed and a bedside table adorned with a lamp. Space was going through the drawer, before saying "aha!" and tossing a few little packages on the top of the table. "Now come here."
"Where?"
"In front of me." Space huffed, and Niles did as was asked. He gasped as Space swiftly pulled his pants down, and started to open a package, smirking. Niles wasn't massive by any means, but he considered himself 'a satisfying size'. Space didn't seem unimpressed or overly shocked either, lifting a brow and looking at him, the tip of his length a mere inch or two far away from their face.
"Excited? Been a while?"
"Mmm, a few years at least." He murmured, lips parting as he watched and felt them roll down the protective barrier onto his cock. He did not, however, expect Space to pull it down and put the tip right into their mouth. His quills loudly rattled, and he muttered a small curse of surprise.
"Oh, quiet, I'm only starting out." Space teased, and slowly started to bob their head. Niles sighed, closing his eyes and tipping his head back. He could feel them slowly move their hand and head in rhythm together, then sometimes opposite. It sent tingles through his whole body, and he had to reach up to brace himself on the roof with one hand, pulling his shirt up with the other. He looked down just in time to catch Space taking the whole thing into their mouth and down their throat.
"Holy fuck…"
"Mmm?" The vibration of them talking made his hips tense, keeping himself from thrusting forward. He felt their other hand rest on the back of his thigh, then slowly slid up to his ass and used it to guide him into a gentle thrusting rhythm. Taking this as a sign, he slowly tipped back and forth his hip to the rhythm they wanted. It was working, and he felt a pressure starting to build up.
"Hey I'm… ah… I-Is this your plan?"
"Mmmhmm." The vibrations around his cock made him shutter, and he started to up the pace on his own. Glancing down, he delicately placed a hand on the back of their head behind their ear, but rested it there, not really needing to do anything as Space was pretty good at what they had going. The pressure came faster, building up at the base, and with a low growling groan Niles stomach tightened as he felt himself tip over the edge. Quickly he put both his hands to the roof, thrusting once and locking his hips up as he peaked and soared through the elevator of his orgasm.
Space pulled their head back when the twitching stopped, and made a little chuckle. Niles, however, stood in a daze as he looked down to watch them dispose of his mess, his delicate member sensitive. Inwardly, he debated on what to do, hearing Space talk about not actually hearing their words.
"What?"
"I said, do you need a minute?"
"Mm… maybe the little guy does. But me?" He squatted down, looking at Space's beautiful eyes again, and grinned a signature smile, "I dont think so."
Space looked at him curiously before humoring him when he grabbed the bottom of their sweater, allowing him to pull it off. Their breasts were small, and for a moment Niles totally thought they were pecs but where scales grouped together was very much different than a dahmak pec. He fondled them for a moment, before placing a hand on their chest and pushing them back, going for their waistband.
Space sighed as he pulled it down, exposing a length about half of his poking out proudly, a dark purple compared to his lime green. The seam, however, went further down and he saw the lighter purple folds dripping with a wetness. Debating on his actions, he started to kiss softly around their groin while floundering for a barrier. It took a moment, but he soon had them sheathed up, leaning back.
"So, how do you like it?"
"Oh, tall and proud is definitely more sensitive but I don't mind a good button mashing." Space stated matter-of-factly, making Niles chuckle before he lowered his head, causing them to gasp as he returned the favor.
Now, Niles had never done this before. Sure, he had gotten pretty close but nothing had ever gone further than a blow from them. There was one time he thought he was hooking up with a gentleman only to discover a very similar surprise to Space here, and he hadn't turned them down either. So this? Well, he hoped they could forgive him for poor performance.
Slowly bobbing his head like they had, holding them up with their fingers; Niles had his other hand resting on their thigh as he started to circle around with his thumb. Space moaned loudly right off the bat, clutching the sheets. Niles felt pride swell, Okay, he was doing it!
Taking a minute to get comfortable, and listen to the moans; Niles bent his index finger and gently pushed in his knuckle, going in and out to the slow rhythm of his head. The moans got louder, and he added his other knuckle. His free hand took over the cock, and he moved his head back to watch.
Space was arching up, grasping the sheets with one hand and covering their mouth with the other. Their tail was curling tightly into twists around one of their legs, and ever so often they would jerk their hips up. Niles was incredibly pleased with his work, making sure to match the rhythm, speeding up as he felt his own party popper getting hard against his thigh.
"Oh-Oh f-fuck! Oh gods- ah,ah! I'm so cl-nnnghh…" Space whimpered between fingers.
"That's right, come right to the edge with me, why don't you?" Niles said with a sultry voice, gently putting the tip of their cock back into his mouth, and suckling. Space didn't last a moment longer, crying out into the back of their palm as an orgasm racked through them. Their hips jerked as Niles took the whole length into his mouth, pushing his knuckles in as far as they could go to feel the tight grasping of his partner.
When Space came down, the edge of the bed had been covered with the slickness of their play. Niles gently removed the condom as they panted heavily, then observed them. Space looked up at him, and weakly smiled.
"I am… ready to keep going if… you'd like."
"You sure?"
"Absolutely… I'd quite… prefer it."
Niles nodded, and collected another barrier from the table, putting it down and over his very ready length. He mused for a moment as he rolled it on, then reached down and gently flipped Space onto their belly. His hand caressed their ass before giving it a smart crack, watching it jiggle with interest. Space squeaked at the treatment, but their tail came up.
"Oh, perfect, thank you." Niles said, putting one foot on the edge of the bed and putting both hands on Space's hips, pulling their ass right to his groin. Carefully, he lined up with the wet entrance he'd been playing with earlier, and started to slowly work his way in. Space moaned quietly, grabbing a pillow to pull to their face. It was very tight, and Niles realized it wasn't very deep either. It just barely fit him, and he made a mental note to be careful.
With the precision of a man used to fitting big things into little places, he gently started to move his hips back and forth, simultaneously pulling Space back to greet him. The dahmak reached down and put their own hand around the tip of their protrusion, let themselves get pushed in and pulled out of a cupped hand. It sent chills down their spine, and added to the feeling of what was being done to them.
Speaking of feeling, Niles was just really enjoying himself. He was perfectly angled to pull out gently to the tip, then slide back in, and pull back out again. If he wanted to, and he tried, he could pull all the way out and come back in and that alone was enough to make his quills shake on his back. Tipping his head down to rest his chin on his chest, he started to pick up the pace, going from the light lolling of the hips to quick, decisive snaps. Space was again gripping the sheets, moaning into them as they fucked their own hand effortlessly.
But Niles stopped suddenly, pulling out and letting out a long blow of air. This frustrated Space who was also close to a release, and they lifted their head.
"Niles?"
"Sorry, I just… didn't want to finish this way."
"What?"
"Seems might be disrespectful to me to finish you off face down-ass up after everything you've done for me, hm?"
"I mean, I was liking it." Space said, lifting a brow. Niles' face dropped, and they laughed at him, teasing "It's alright. I actually do happen to like other positions."
"Like what?"
"Well, why don't you lay down and find out, hm?"
Niles lifted a brow, ready to happily oblige but not without another firm smack of Space's ass as he got onto the bed. They huffed, and pushed him down a bit forcefully, climbing onto his lap. Unlike him, they were not as delicate; promptly stuffing him in and sitting straight down, eliciting a tiny squeak of pain and a full body stiffening from Space.
"Are you okay?!"
"Yep, f-fine... You know what, fuck this hole."
"Isn't that I was already doi-OH!" Niles realized what Space meant as they sat up, effortlessly moving the tip of his cock back a few inches and starting to sit down. He felt a lot more resistance, and Space paused, sitting up and getting a bottle from the bedside table. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yeah, it's not my first time. If we switch back just change barriers, alright?"
"Alright…" After a generous amount of lube was applied, Space started sitting down again. It was a much easier task, and soon, Niles was fully hard and back into his partner. They tossed the bottle away, put their hands on his shoulders and gently started to move their whole body up and down his shaft.
It wasn't a new feeling but it was just as tight, and the kugraw closed his eyes in enjoyment, his hands finding their hips and holding them lightly as Space worked. It did NOT take much to start building him back up, and Niles was grinding his teeth again. His thighs tightened, and his breathing shallowed, digging his fingers into their hips.
"Ah… Space. I'm goanna…"
"You what?"
"I'm going to cum." He moaned. Space suddenly sat down and stopped, Niles jerking his hips up but did not reach release. Opening his eyes, he found Space sitting back with their arms crossed, smiling smugly. It took him a full minute to realize they had not accidentally stopped too soon : this was totally on purpose. "The… what?"
"Oh, sorry, were you going to cum? I don't think I want to finish this way." Space said smugly, and Niles realized what was up. He groaned, putting his hands to his face and shaking his head.
"I get it, I get it. My bad."
"Thank you." Space popped off, and flopped down on the bed next to him. The two sat in silence for a few minutes before Niles sat up and peeled the protector off, tossing it away, and glancing at the bedside.
"Well, we have one left." He said, picking it up and showing it. Space nodded, but waved at him, and he laid back down curiously.
"Niles… what are you going to do?"
"What… Do you mean?"
"You tell me these stories of you being a great pilot on your own ship, with your friends, the people… the people you love. Do you think you're ever going to go back to that?"
Niles paused, thinking about it. In reality, he realized, he didn't really know. But what he did know is if he ever got the chance, he would take it. He slowly realized that was what the Dahmak was asking.
"...yeah, I think I could. I think even if I had a second to decide, I would."
"I understand."
"What about you?"
"...what… about me?"
"Would you do it?"
Space seemed to think about it, looking at the wrinkles in the sheets, before nodding, "If I were you, yeah. Absolutely, I would go. But… If I were me, I'd be too scared to leave."
"I understand."
"...thank you for hitting me with the glass." Space said, smiling. Niles laughed.
"Thanks for being right there to be hit with it."
"Absolutely… now you wanna finish this, or what?"
"I thought you wouldn't ask." Niles, still holding the protector, wrapped his arms around their waist and rolled on top of them, kissing them again on the mouth. Space responded again with wrapping their arms around his neck, and pouring everything into the kiss.
It was oddly bittersweet, Niles realized. He had only met Space a few hours ago, on pure accident, but… he felt like the meeting happened for a reason. He didn't know why, but he also didn't know why he had taken the kid's sketchy offer either a year ago. Fate, it seemed, flew her own course.
But right now, he won't keep thinking about that. Instead, he thought about the dahmak under his hands and beneath his chest. Freeing his hands, he took the protector out of the wrapper and reapplied it, finally breaking away from the kiss to lean back. He looked down at their starry eyes, staring longingly back.
"Now, I hope you don't find me boring, but I have a preference for 'last call'."
"Oh, do tell." Space smirked. Niles gently collected their legs and put them over one shoulder, pushing their tail to the opposite side's hip. Lining back up with the first hole, he gently slid in before leaning way forward, about folding the dahmak in half. "Oh!"
"Oh indeed." He said, giving them another firm kiss before starting to draw in and out slowly. These movements were focused as he slid his other hand down and grasped Space's length, moving to the rhythm of his hips. They moaned quietly, eyes rolling back before sinking into the next kiss laid on their lips.
Niles took his time, not in a rush. He heard the pitter patter of something, and lifted his head to see rain gently dripping down the little window at the end of the bed. It was a gentle drizzle, and he felt a little bit of pride in getting to do this on the rare occasion it rained in this district. Turning back to his work, he focused on Space. They had a grasp on the pillow under their head, ears down and mouth open in short gasps. The low light of the room meant their bio-stripes were lightly glowing.
Closing his eyes, Niles focused again on the greeting of their bodies and the pace of his hand. To move from the lazy, slowly strokes to something more focused. Something with a rapturous ending. Slowly, he started to build up the pressure in his groin and waist, listening to Space's breathing get harder and faster.
"N-Niles…"
"Yeah?"
"I'm… I'm gonna cum!" Space whispered, breathing coming in gasps. Niles grunted, feeling the heat quickly getting burning hot.
"Me t-too."
"Pl…Please! Ah!"
"Ah… Ngh, S… Space!"
" Niles!"
Niles groaned, and with three quick thrusts, buried himself deep as he went over the edge with a cry of pleasure. Under him, he felt Space writhe and make a full on yell of pleasure, their member pulsing and squirming in his hand. There was a distant lull of thunder punctuating their moans and whimpers from the pleasure, and Niles made sure to milk every last drop of his ride down.
Soon, the two collapsed in a heap, panting and sweating on the pulled up sheets of Space's bed. The rain was slowly getting harder, but Niles didn't mind. Instead, he reached out and pulled the dahmak into a hug, and the other returned it with no fuss.
"How was that?" He asked, getting a chuckle.
"That… that was perfect. Thank you."
"Thank you, Space." He murmured. There was a ding, and Space sighed.
"Those are your clothes, but… you're welcome to stay the night if you want."
"I think I might. And I'll make breakfast in the morning, how's that?"
"Mmm, as long as it's from the Nebula Noms menu."
Niles chuckled, but did not respond. It wasn't long before he felt their breathing change, and he realized they were asleep. As he sat in the dark in this new place; Niles remembered the painting downstairs… it had all the same colors of the dahmak before him. And he understood.
He hoped maybe that, one day, this dahmak wouldn't feel so alone.
And neither would he.
Please R&R, and remember:
READ SPECTRA, THIS IS A THREAT.