It was about a week after he had asked me about the meeting. It was located at one of the Earth Yeerk Pools. I didn't hear much of the summit or the screams coming from the pool. As a matter of fact, I heard nothing. Mostly becasue I couldn't. Not like being deaf is uncommon/crippling to Andalite. Although hearing does have benefits....
I waited along the corridors of the pool complex, aloof to anything further down the hallway. Or up the stairs. I saw it before I reacted.
Oh! I said, and then ducked into a side room. A platoon of wild animals— The Andalite Bandits that the Visser always ranted about— we heading down the hall. If one of them realized what I had done... Well, it wasn't something I exactly was ashamed of, but I would be if they got the wrong idea.
I felt the vibrations through the weak metal door. Most of them had passed by, but I heard one remain close to the door. I stood against the wall, still, as the doorknob creaked and he opened the door.
It was a reasonably handsome Andalite, only a little younger than I was. He stared at me for a few moments in disbelief. You're not the Visser, are you? Because if you are, you sure picked a bad place to get yourself trapped in.
I-I'm not the Visser. I spoke. I know him well, but I'm not him.
Poor thing. You obviously haven't been around him long, considering your health. I'm here to rescue you.
I don't think I— I started, and then stopped as he pressed myself onto him, rubbing his cheek along mine. He began to press me down to the ground, towering above me slightly. I felt a hand reach down my spine.
I squared my hooves, stabilizing myself as I felt my belly touch dirt. He rubbed his hand along the small of my back, illiciting little more than a slightly labored breath from me. He began to bring his tail toward me, stroking lightly among my flank.
Hey! I said, trying to push him off. He hesitated a few seconds, and then rose, still holding me loosely.
What? Am I hurting you?
N-n-no, quite the contrary. But I barely know your name! I said, trying to wriggle loose.
My name is Aximili. Surely you're not offended by my... er... earlier actions? He asked me, smiling. He wasn't exactly the type I had in mind, but those eyes, that face... I couldn't dissapoint him much.
No. Not really. I answered him. He took the signal quickly and began to press himself back onto me again. I still wasn't responding well to his actions, but he would soon become determined to change that.
My body kept pressing to the ground as he pushed me down, beginning to move his tail forward, brushing lightly along my flank and beginning to rub circular patterns along my rump. I shivered slightly, but I still didn't actively respond.
Natross! A voice cried. I jerked slightly, recognizing the voice. Visser Three!
Aximili jerked up, releasing his hold. He knew what would happen if Visser Three caught him, and he began to run out, hoping not to be seen by him. I just got up and began to brush off the dirt that got on me, and then a few minutes afterward Visser Three came into the room, distressed.
Before I could resist, he ran over to me, grabbing my hands and turning me to him. Are you alright? I was afraid one of them got you. He spoke to me softly.
I'm... I'm safe. I said.
Good. He spoke. A few of the others didn't come out so lucky, so the summit is postponed until they heal up. I was led back to the relay bug fighter that would take us black to the blade ship. Generally I didn't encounter much resistance, but I think most of that was rubbed off of the Visser.
It was a quick sprint to his quarters, and as soon as the door was shut, he started a small series of carresses over my temples. I quickly gave way, lying on my side and letting him secure my arms and neck down.
Then he searched over my upper back, looking for a certain spot. Lower... no, higher... Now lust a bit to the right.... Ahhhh. I spoke, as he found the point on my back. He tickled it, setting my nerves ablaze. I stretched out slightly, relaxing as he kept going at it.
Now, tell me the truth this time. He spoke, brushing his fingers over one main eye. What happened down there? Something did— you're all too tense.
What could I do? I told him. Every detail. He snorted, and then put a hand over my head, grasping the top of it roughly. I didn't do anything! It was all him! I swear!
He sighed. Yes. That much I am sure of. But you know how the rules go about mates.
I know. I moaned. I knew what was coming.
According to custom, you belong to your first mate. Mind, body, and soul, until death breaks the bond. You. Are. Mine.
I held somewhat defiant, not answering. He pressed his flank against mine, entwining my tail. I felt it as the shackles were moved down, laying me completely on my side. Prone.
I felt it as the cool blade eased down to the base of my tail, circling around it mercilessly. I moaned slightly, as he began to grow more varigated in his motions, clockwise and counter-clockwise, fast and slow. Sometimes he would press harder, only making the motion more extreme.
The blade lifted off my skin slightly, just tickling with the tip of the tail hairs, driving my senses mad. Mine, He hissed possesively, clutching me in his arms.
I gasped. Yours! I gasped again as he kept up his motions, allowing the first waves of pleasure to overcome me. My back arched up as he pressed with his blade one last time, sending me to the brink. Not yet at the point of release.
And then he stopped.
He just stood there, leaned against the wall, waitng for some responce from me. Only then did I realize the rest of me had been restrained, paralyzing me. I just jerked slightly. He couldn't leave me like this! Not this close...
Is something wrong? He asked me.
Please. I begged, the need for him within me growing hungrier by the minute. Don't leave me... like this...
Call for me.
Please, Esplin... come to me... release me... I need you. I want you. I am yours and yours alone! Free me from this!
He only grinned with a sadistic smile. I never could refuse a ready female. And with that, he undid my straps, And led me to the water. He slipped inside me quickly, tail wrapping around mine again and taking a hold on my upper body.
I gasped as he rocked against me, all too slow for me. His arms wrapped around my shoulders, holding me tight as a cheek rubbed against my own, now with a silky touch instead of Aximili's coarse hair.
I reveled in his warmth, the release we desired so terribly now granted. He rested on me, as I stepped out. With him still on me.
For what had to be another half-hour, we just laid there, hopelessly entwined, heavy and limp. He nuzzled against my face, and I responded tenderly. We had relatively dried out by the time the door opened.
What part of 'I do not want to be disturbed' is misunderstood? Visser Three growled, a hand on my back to brace himself, so he could look up at the one who opened the door.
The human spoke, but of course I couldn't hear he said. The first part was urgent, and the second one turned conscending, staring down at us.
That is none of your concern. I will be at the conduit in three Earth minutes. He waved a hand dismissively at the controller, and then dismounted as soon as the door was closed. Come along, Natross. I have a feeling you'll be needed.
I acknowledged him dully, my senses still somewhat off-center from the treatment. He grabbed my hand, and led me down the corridor to the relay fighter. I waited as we landed at the Yeerk pool, and the lines of human, Taxxon, and Hork-Bajir alike reced as Visser Three walked to his target, and I followed like flies followed a piece of dung.
Harnessed and held still by two guards, I recognized just who they were holding prisoner. the two of us recognized each other immediately.
Aximili.
Visser Three cocked his head at him, looking him over stalk eye to tail. As soon as he saw enough to be well satisfied with himself, he turned to me. Is this the one?
I nodded. And as soon as I did, his tailblade lept forward and made a quick gash along Aximili's neck. Within seconds the young Andalite was dead. and the guards dropped him to exemplify it. After the two of us left, I noticed they were dragging him to the Taxxon feeding chute.
He glanced over to me again, as I rubbed a shoulder against him. It could only be sheer coincidence that one of the most wanted men in the galaxy was the one I enjoyed most... could it?