Chapter 2

John walked into the empty shower rooms. He was still in his army clothes and had not yet changed back into his suit. And he did not intend to do so unless he had a shower first. He felt sticky, sweaty, and slightly ashamed of himself. He was a super solider, and that did not allow him to have the time for emotions like this. He grabbed a nearby clean towel and went into a stall. There he turned the faucets until warm water pour out.

He sighed and let the water calm his nerves. He reached for the body soap and started lathering some until he washed himself. He grimaced when he saw the remaining cum drip down his legs. This isn't right, John thought to himself. I shouldn't be doing these things at a time like this. He recalled the events from last night, how he had moaned for the Arbiter's cock inside him. He recalled the kisses they had exchanged and the tenderness in his eyes. There was a slight ache in his chest and John put a hand there, wondering if he were ill.

"I see that last night was your first time," came a familiar voice. John turned around and saw Thel in the doorway of the stall.

"Yes, it was," John simply stated. He tensed when he saw Thel's full naked body. "And what are you doing here?"

Thel smirked, twitching his mandibles, and said, "I came here to bathe of course."

"Well, there are other empty stalls y'know," John pointed out. He turned around rinsed off the soap.

"Yes, I do know," Thel said. He stepped closer to John and wrapped his arms around his waist. He smiled to himself when he felt him stiffen. "But I thought I would help my mate wash himself first."

"Mate?" John questioned softly. He gathered some more body soap and, turning to face Thel's chest, started washing him. Thel smiled and reached for the shampoo, turning it into a thick lather before sweeping it into John's hair. Thel sat down on a bench and made John sit on his lap. John traced his fingers over the various lines and ridges on the sangheili's skin. His reptilian skin was tough and leathery, and yet warm to the touch. Stroking his skin, Thel continued to wash John's body, occasionally nipping him on the neck.

John winced when one of Thel's nips started drawing blood. He pressed on it with a hand said, "Why do you keep on doing that?"

Thel chuckled and said, "It is a Love Bite. Mother's do it to their kits when they want them to behave, but it has somehow made its way into the Sacred Acts."

"And what are the Sacred Acts?" John asked.

"Sex."

And with that, Thel started grinding their hips together. But this time, John decided to fight back. He forced every will in his body to stop the moans that would leave his lips every time jolts of pleasure shot up into him. Thel wrapped his arms around John's backside and heaved him up against the wall. His cock hovers near John's entrance, and his muscles around his abdomen instinctively tighten. Without preparation, he thrusts himself inside. John tries to stifle a cry, but it

comes out. Thel gives a moment to adjust, but immediately starts thrusting into him again and again. He could feel John's nails digging into his skin, his legs tightening around his waist. He brings a hand on John's shoulder and pushed him down, all the way to the hilt. A trickle of saliva seeps down from the corner of his mouth, and he moans. This time he cannot stop it and it rings in the room. Like a rabid animal, Thel clamps his teeth along the ridge of John's neck. John arches his back in pleasure, only thrusting himself deeper.

He could feel it inside of him. A burning of pleasure inside his chest. His cum splattered on both of them. Thel then slowed and exited his body. He places him on the floor, making him kneel on his hands and knees. He didn't need to tell him what to do. He was already licking him, taking his full member inside his mouth. He felt him licking his tip with his tongue, how he placed kisses along the shaft and hilt. Thel released his seed inside the Spartan's mouth. John retracted back, unprepared for this. He gagged on most of it, the rest dripping out of his mouth.

Thel picked him up and placed him in his lap again. He nuzzled his cheek and reached for some soap. John pulled himself up and placed a kiss on Thel's forehead, wrapping his arms around his neck. He rested his head against in the crook of his shoulder and sighed when he felt Thel's hands massage his backside.

"We will have to clean you." Thel said.

John didn't say anything. He just sighed again and said, "You too."