"I'll show you mine if you show me yours," Jim spoke so casually Sidon almost didn't catch what he said. It was as if he'd just ordered a drink at a bar or offered a greeting to a passerby instead of the words that actually slipped through his lips.
Sidon snapped around to look at him and his mouth fell open. He didn't know why he stopped or why it startled him so much to hear those words coming out of Jim's mouth; close to a week of spacing together had been enough time to learn the human was a cocky little shit with a tendency to flirt with anyone that gave him more than a moment of attention. He'd certainly made it known that he wasn't afraid to use his body to get what he wanted when he'd first stepped foot on board The Goddess. It was no concern of Sidon's to whom or WHAT Jim showed of himself, but his body had moved on its own and his voice as well, "Excuse me?"
Jim looked up at him in surprise now too, breaking his attention away from the crew member he'd been speaking with. He pushed himself off the railing, hooked his thumbs in his belt, and rocked his shoulders back. His slender neck craned so his face was pointed up, and Sidon's eyes traced the slope of Jim's throat without his permission, "What? You want to get in on it too, or do you not have tattoos? We could show each other our scars then…"
A look of realization passed over his face and a devilish grin slipped over his smart mouth, "Or did you have something else in mind?"
His eyes darted below Sidon's belt swiftly, then back to the captain's face, and he bit his bottom lip. Sidon could only gaze at him. His heart was stuttering in his chest. Heat spread through him. There was a tingling in his lower stomach he hadn't felt in YEARS starting to prickle and drive his mouth to water. He swallowed quickly and tried to drive the feeling back down. This damn human; I made it clear that I'm not interested-
Even as he thought it, he couldn't stop his own eyes from traveling. Jim wasn't unpleasant to look at with his bright eyes and swept back hair and broad shoulders…and the tantalizing hint of skin that peeked from his wide collared shirt…and how he stuck out one hip and his fingers curled suddenly over the front of his trousers- where are you hiding your tattoos?
"My cabin. Now," Sidon heard himself saying the words. His mind was so preoccupied it almost startled him to hear his own voice.
Jim's grin widened. He pulled the lip from between his teeth slowly, the skin stained red from the force in which he'd bit down on it. There was a flicker of something along the lines of delight deep in those blue eyes. Jim trotted in front of him, almost as if he were proud of himself, and Sidon found himself trying to memorize the shape of the human's ass through his tight pants. Oh Goddesses… He couldn't resist tracking the sway of Jim's hips. He could feel himself getting aroused the closer they got to his cabin.
They reached the door and Jim looked back at him over his shoulder. Pink colored his cheeks the softest blush and he pouted his lips- it struck the Zora that Jim knew exactly what he was doing. He knew he was egging Sidon on and winding him up, and yet Sidon still very nearly grabbed him to shove him against the wall and stroke his hands down to feel the muscles he'd caught himself gazing at more often than he cared to admit- his hand wrapped around the handle and threw the door open wide and he ushered Jim through with his body.
The little human spun a half circle to face him, one eyebrow jumping up and his infernal smug tone taunting, "Didn't know you were that hot for me-"
As soon as the door swung shut, Sidon caught Jim's shoulders and forced him backward into the room and thrust him against the desk. He watched the way Jim's eyes flashed and his lips curved up and his tongue ran along the ridge of his teeth.
"So forceful-"
"Unless it's to scream my name, you'd better shut that mouth," Sidon felt the growl all the way down to his toes. He let his hands go where they wanted to now and he took Jim's waist in his grip.
Jim grunted softly as Sidon lifted him easily and pressed him into the desk with his weight. He reached to pull Jim's boots off, tugging the laces as he leaned in and scented the human's throat. His skin was soft…warm…and he smelled damn good.
He heard Jim pull in a heavy breath. Sidon's body was starting to act on its own from the need and he struggled to keep his thoughts straight, "I have two rules…"
There was no response and he met Jim's gaze. His eyes blazed like sapphires against his flushed skin, his lips parted in a pant, body rocked back and braced to the wood with his elbows, fingers splayed to clutch at anything he could grip. The collar of his shirt had slipped off one shoulder and down over his pectoral. Sidon noticed the stiff peak of a nipple-
"You do as I say, when I say it. And-" Sidon leaned back and put space between their bodies before he couldn't resist the urge to taste that skin again. Jim's chest was heaving. His eyes glinted with lust.
"No kissing on the mouth," he forced himself to meet Jim's stare again.
The human's lips simply curved into a smirk as Sidon loomed over him, "Am I clear?"
"Permission to speak, captain?" Jim raised an eyebrow. "I thought you told me to shut my mouth unless it was to scream your name."
"Speak!" Sidon snarled and Jim shuddered and licked his lips.
He tipped his head back and offered his throat, swallowing purposefully before whispering, "I understand…Sidon."
Sidon pressed in and kissed just under his jaw, thrusting Jim's head further back and to one side with the motion before he moved his mouth downward over his neck and shoulder. He flicked that exposed nipple with his tongue. Jim jerked under him and a soft gasp came out.
"Strip."
Jim bit his lip again and laid back on the desk. He made a show of loosening his belt and easing his pants over his hips and thighs. Once the cloth reached his knees it fell away on its own and landed on the floor with a soft rustle. His hands drew up his shirt slowly and he shifted to pull it over his shoulders and head. Sidon's eyes drank in the sight of his skin as more of it became available to admire. Jim stopped at that point and waited for the next command, his lips parted as he panted and watched Sidon with hazy eyes.
There it is… Sidon found the tattoo on Jim's left side over his ribs. Seven points of blue with pale lines connecting them. A constellation?
There was still a piece of clothing blocking Sidon's view. He could see the outline of Jim's erection pressing taut and straining the cloth. His hands went to brace on either side of Jim's head and he growled, "I said strip. "
A moan slipped through Jim's lips. He slid his fingers into the hem of that last piece of clothing. They teased further in, disappearing under the fabric, all the while he made certain that Sidon's eyes were on the movement.
"Now."
Jim braced his feet flat on the desk and pushed up his hips to slide the cloth down and off himself. Sidon could feel how his body burned just by how close they were to each other. He still held back and refused to touch him, even though he ached to lay his hands all over Jim.
His eyes could finally rove unobstructed. Jim's feet remained planted where they were and he spread his legs and his hands went back to rest on the desk. He watched Sidon memorizing how he looked with a satisfied grin.
Sidon met his gaze and spoke softly, but no less commandingly, "Don't move your hands from where they are."
He could feel Jim's heartbeat pounding in his chest when he lowered his head and pushed his lips to the human's sweat-soaked skin. Sidon lingered over his chest, reveling in the way Jim gasped and whimpered when he brushed over his nipples with his lips and tongue. He nipped his way down Jim's ribs, his waist, mouthed along his hip, planted whisper-soft kisses just to the side of his leaking cock.
Jim whined and his fingers curled, his fingernails dragging on the wood, but he kept his hands where he'd been told to. Sidon kissed the inside of his thighs and sank to his knees, "I had to tell you to strip three times earlier."
"I-"
"Don't speak. You're only allowed to scream my name, remember?"
Jim turned his blue eyes to watch Sidon, face hot, gasping, sweat making his hair stick to his forehead. Sidon continued to kiss softly, teasing around Jim's pulsing cock.
"You already broke my first rule," he stroked his tongue along Jim's inner thigh and bit gently, drawing blood even at the small amount of pressure he put. Jim groaned low in his throat. Sidon licked again, slowly, gently, "You broke it three times."
He inched further in, eyes on Jim's face, "You're going to have to earn what you want."
Jim shuddered and whined again and wiggled his hips to try to bring himself closer to Sidon's mouth.
"No," Sidon grabbed his thighs and pinned him down, spreading his legs more, Jim's feet rising from the desk.
"AH!"
Sidon dragged his tongue from Jim's entrance to the tip of his dick. He could feel the pulsing between his own legs at how Jim cried out at the torturously slow pace Sidon touched him.
"S-Sidon!"
"Good boy," he hummed softly. Thank the Goddesses, I couldn't hold out much more…
He probed his tongue in and dropped a hand to stroke himself. His breath hissed out when his fingers wrapped around his shaft and Jim squirmed with a cry on his lips. Sidon growled. He had to force his hand to go slowly over himself and moved his focus to how Jim's body twitched and shuddered under his breath and teasing tongue.
"Sidon!"
The Zora hummed again and moved his lips up along Jim's member. He flicked his tongue quickly, murmuring softly between strokes, "What a good boy…you're so good…"
Jim let out a sob of a moan, his back arching and legs shaking, "SIDON!"
"Finally-" Sidon stood quickly. He grabbed Jim's wrists in his hands and trapped his arms on either side of his head.
Tears brimmed in Jim's eyes and he sucked in a shuddering breath, watching as Sidon leaned over him and pressed their bodies together. He whimpered at the pressure and aching and how Sidon rocked his hips so they rubbed together.
Sidon groaned softly as Jim relaxed his legs and wrapped them around his waist, and pulled them tighter together.
"More…" he gasped.
"You broke another rule-"
Jim squeezed his legs and arched his back. He pushed his shoulders off the desk to press his face to Sidon's chest and he bit roughly.
Sidon's hips bucked forward and he moaned, "Fuck…"
He fought to keep the grin off his face, "You want more?"
Jim whimpered as he pressed down harder.
"Tell me what you want."
"Fuck me…"
"Does this not count?" Sidon chuckled and jerked his hips again. Jim's head went back and he choked on a cry.
Sidon released Jim's wrists, pushed off the desk, caught the human's hips, and flipped him onto his side. He walked his weight back down so he was on his elbows, chest pressing down on Jim.
"Turn your shoulders so your chest is on the desk," he instructed in the human's ear. He licked and nibbled down his slender neck. "Keep your legs to the side."
Jim did as he was told, peeking back over his shoulder, and Sidon reached down to grip behind both his knees with one hand. He squeezed his legs tightly together and slid his cock in between them. His low moan was echoed in Jim's throat.
Sidon rocked his hips desperately. He hadn't felt this needy for this sort of pleasure since- how long had it been? Surely the human hadn't even been born yet; he was still young, though Sidon didn't know exactly how young. He knew he wasn't a child at least. And he had experience with sex. He'd been able to tell immediately that Jim liked to be overpowered. Sidon saw it in the way Jim gazed at his hands and measured him with his eyes like he was picturing all the ways he could be pinned down and fucked. He wanted to be ordered around, and he obeyed so well.
"Do you like it?"
Jim groaned. Sidon leaned into his ear and growled, "I asked you a question."
"Yes-"
The Zora bucked his hips forward, hard, and Jim's voice rose in response. He was so close...just a bit longer…
He felt the pressure of teeth sinking into his arm and he opened his eyes. Jim released his bite and dragged his tongue over the spot. His eyes flicked up toward Sidon's face, hazy and deep and beautiful-
Sidon pulled out from between Jim's thighs and stepped back, "Sit on the edge of the desk and face me."
It took him a moment, but Jim was able to shakily do as he was told. His eyes were still on Sidon's face, drawing him in. Sidon stepped forward, his hand came up, and he caught the back of the human's head and neck, "Suck it."
Jim was so eager to please.
He leaned in and stroked his tongue in slow circles, wrapped his lips around the head, hummed softly as he sucked and bobbed back and forth. Sidon released his head and used his fingertips to spread Jim's legs, then positioned himself so his knees pressed to the inside of Jim's and trapped his legs open.
"Don't touch yourself, only touch me," he whispered. He watched, mesmerized, as Jim's hands came up and wrapped around him. His breath rushed out of his lungs. The combination of Jim's hands and warm little mouth and tongue moving in tandem was overwhelming.
He ran the tip of one claw from the base of Jim's shaft to the tip and his hips bucked forward at the vibration going through him at the human's whimper. He flicked the tip and Jim moaned. Sidon's hand found the back of his head again and pulled him in. He heard himself cry out at the brush of teeth along his skin. His fingers curled in Jim's sweat-slick hair.
He pulled the human off quickly and looked down into his face. Jim stared back, mouth still open.
"Open your throat."
There was no other warning, no other command, and he thrust himself back into that mouth and down Jim's throat. Fingernails dug into his thighs and Jim jerked once. Twice. His body convulsed. Sidon guided his head back and he gasped. Tears brimmed his eyes again.
So close…
Back down that throat. This time Jim was ready. He pressed in harder, teased with his tongue, drew his fingertips in and wrapped his hands back around and squeezed, his eyes opened and met the Zora's gaze-
Sidon roared and bucked forward. His grip tightened. Pleasure ripped through him, hot and violent and as familiar as an old friend.
"S-swallow for me…"
Jim was already doing it. His throat bobbed with the effort, a dribble leaking past his lips and down his chin, and it landed on his inner thigh. Sidon gazed down at him as he panted. His face glistened with sweat, shivers going down his legs from the strain of being held open so far, his dick stiff and begging for friction.
Sidon flicked his tip again and Jim cried out now that his mouth was free.
He leaned in close, yanking back on the handful of hair, and licked along Jim's throat, "Do you want to cum?"
Jim whimpered and nodded as best he could.
"Show me. Show me how you would make yourself cum."
His grip released and Jim fell back on the desk. He twisted so he could slide a hand between his legs and press his fingers to his entrance. A soft gasp was forced out of him as he pushed two fingers in and his other hand wrapped around himself to stroke. His hands moved in time with each other and his body shook and his eyes rolled back. Sidon could tell he was trying to pace himself, trying to put on a show, but he was so wound up he couldn't help but cry and gasp and squirm.
Sidon felt his heart shudder. He didn't let Jim get far before he fell to his knees and moved the human's hands out of his way. His eyes strayed to Jim's face as he pushed a hand to his lips to wet his finger, "Do you want it?"
"Y-yes…"
He took Jim in his mouth, careful to tuck his lips over his sharp teeth, and pushed in one thick finger. Jim instantly writhed and bucked, a scream rising from his throat. Sidon hooked his finger and pressed hard and Jim sobbed out his name in the most alluring way as he came hard. He jerked and a hand gripped frantically at the back of Sidon's neck.
Sidon panted softly. His hands shook the tiniest bit from the strain; it really had been a long time since he'd fucked anything other than his own fist. He took a long moment to crawl back up and brace himself on the desk over Jim. Both of them heaved as they waited for their nerves to come down and the tremors to stop in their legs.
"Holy fuck…" Jim whispered.
"Clean up and get out."
Those blue eyes caught Sidon's gaze and held it for a moment before a hint of a grin slipped over Jim's lips, "Yes, sir."
Sidon fell into his chair and watched Jim getting dressed. Now that the emotions had cooled and his overwhelming desire satiated, he felt a pit forming in his stomach. Guilt. Shame. Self-loathing.
The human shot him a small look over his shoulder before unceremoniously slipping out of the room. Sidon fell into his hands and leaned on the desk, but he immediately reeled back at the strength of Jim's scent all over the surface.
"What the fuck have I just done…" he was struck by the realization that the rest of the crew would be shocked and ask probably far more questions than he wanted to answer…honestly he wanted to never come out of his cabin again. Most of them had never known Sidon to have any level of sexual encounters, especially after…
"Fuck me…"
It took longer for him to build the courage to leave his cabin and venture up onto the deck again. And just as he'd expected, the crew stared at him as he made his way to the bridge.
I should have told Jim to keep his damn mouth shut-
"We were just discussing the next port to stop at," he heard the human's voice from the navigation controls and shuddered reflexively. Sidon felt his mouth pull into a frown. No one is going to buy that story… not that he was going to argue with it, though.
Jim's eyes darted up to his face as Sidon reached the bridge. A tiny smile pulled at the corner of his mouth and Sidon could see him fight it back down, "Berophan, right captain?"
The two other crew members that were standing with him jumped and turned quickly to face Sidon. Even though they nodded their heads respectfully to him, they still gawked. Anyone with eyes could tell what he and Jim had done; both of them were still slightly flushed and Jim's hair was slicked back with a hint of sweat.
"Yes…Berophan…" Sidon answered after a moment's hesitation.
Jim flashed a smile and finished what he was doing at the navigation screen, "Coordinates entered. We'll be there in two days. Until then…"
He trailed off as he passed Sidon, his eyes lingering. Another infernal shudder raced up Sidon's spine when the human smiled and met his gaze, "Business as usual?"
"Yes…"
Jim trotted down the stairs and disappeared below deck and Sidon felt the two spacers staring at him. He tensed, "Don't…don't ask…please don't ask…"
"Y-yes sir…"