Title: Pleasure Seeking
Author: Angelee
Fandom:
Pairing: Neroon/Marcus Cole
Rating: Adult
Summary: Again?
Beta: By my sister Anna. All remaining errors are mine-with apologies.
Note: Sequel to For Pleasures Sake. A series inspired by a challenge given by Lady Q.
Pleasure Seeking
“Marcus, might I have a word with you?”
The young Ranger looked up from his food. “Oh, yes of course. I was just having my
The Minbari tilted his head formally. “Yes, I would be honored.”
Marcus motioned to the free chair to his right. “Please.”
Neroon nodded, giving him a small smile before taking the mentioned chair. “Thank you.”
“What would you like to eat?”
“Nothing at the moment. I just wanted to see if you were well.”
Marcus looked at him puzzled. “Why?”
“I wanted to see if our encounter left any ill effects on your person.”
“Oh,” Marcus smiled at him. “I couldn’t walk straight for a while. But I’m better now. Thank you for thinking of me.”
“It is no hardship.”
There was an uncomfortable silence for a while. “Is there something you needed to talk to me about?” Marcus asked the uncomfortable Minbari.
“Well, yes.”
Marcus waited and waited, until finally. “What can I do for you, Naroon?”
Marcus watched the Minbari nervously finger the tablecloth after a moment meeting his eyes, before darting away. “I would like to seek pleasure with you once again.”
“Huh?”
“I found our last encounter most pleasurable and would like to do it again.”
Marcus’s blue eyes widened in surprise. “You would?”
The Minbari tilted his head to the side. “Yes,” he replied softly. “I have never felt anything like it and would very much like to seek pleasure with you again.”
“Oh.”
The Minbari frowned slightly. “Did you not enjoy it?”
“I did.”
“Why then do I sense reluctance for another encounter?”
Marcus looked around the mostly empty mess hall. “We were stuck together-hmm, very intimately.”
“Yes. That is the way it is done for my people.”
“I was sore for a long time.”
“Yes, you did tell me that,” Neroon replied, with a slight tilt to his regal head. “You do not wish another encounter?”
Marcus smiled at him. “I don’t even know how the first one happened.”
“Neither do I, but I do not regret it as you obviously do.”
“No, no. That not true,” Marcus hastened to assure the Minbari. “I did enjoy it. Very much. It was very much worth the discomfort later.”
“Then why do you not wish to seek another encounter? Your reluctance is very noticeable.”
“It just that…”
Neroon tilted his head. “What?”
“As much as I enjoyed it, I really don’t want to be hmmm…”
“What?” The Minbari asked impatiently.
“Ah, be attached to you for up to a day. I have much to do and I really don’t have the free time.”
“Oh,” Neroon said, in obvious disappointment.
Marcus looked at the Minbari curiously. “Do you really want to have sex with me?”
“Yes. Very much. I ache with the need for it.”
Marcus smiled. “You’re horny.”
The Minbari touched his head. “I have many things on my head. Horns is not one of them.”
Marcus chuckled. “That’s not what I mean. You’re desperate to have sex aren’t you?”
Neroon looked uncomfortable. “I never said that.”
“You didn’t have to. It’s pretty obvious.”
Neroon looked up. “It is?”
“Oh, yeah. Alright, let’s get you taken care of. I think I can spare twelve hours making love with you.”
The Minbari looked slightly offended. “I would not want you to go to any trouble on my account.”
Marcus rose from the table. “No trouble at all, believe me. Are you coming or not?” he asked impatiently when the Minbari had not risen from the table.
Neroon rose so quickly it set off quiet chuckles from Marcus.
“Are you laughing at me?”
Marcus wiped the smile from his face. “No, I swear I’m not.”
The glare he received told Marcus the Minbari didn’t believe him. Yet he quietly followed, even taking Marcus’s elbow in an effort to hurry him along.
***
“Oh, my Goddess,” Marcus moaned softly, arching up as the hardness in him thrust in a rhythm that was driving him mad with pleasure and some pain.
He still couldn’t quite get use to the fact that the hardness in him was the only thing moving. Neroon was watching him impassively.
“D…Do y…you feel anything at all, Neroon?” Marcus asked almost desperately.
“I am feeling pleasure.”
Marcus was hard pressed to believe that from the Minbari situated between his wide spread legs.
Marcus moaned again. “Oh. Oh. Ah, that feels glorious.”
As soon as they’d enter his room the Minbari had taken matters into his own hands and had quickly stripped him of his clothing. Tossing him on the bed in his haste and quickly entered him. It had hurt, but hadn’t been anything he couldn’t deal with.
Marcus had been disappointed at the lack of foreplay. He had wanted to see Neroon’s body. Explore it. Get to know it beyond what was moving in him in a fast and furious pace.
It was not to be. Neroon had not even taken off his own clothing. Again. His robe pooling around them like a blanket. If some one were to suddenly come into the room they would raise an eyebrow at the fact there was a Minbari between Marcus legs. But unless they got really close they would never know that Marcus and Neroon were indeed having sex.
“N…Neroon, I need…”
The Minbari tilted his head to one side. “What?”
“I need for you to show a little more enthusiasm. Please,” Marcus just about begged.
“What would you have me do?”
“Moan. Groan. Anything to let me know you are enjoying this as much as I.”
“But I am.”
“I know, but for all the enthusiasm you’re showing I might as well be fucking a statue.”
“Are you not enjoying this?”
Marcus sighed heavily. Arching up when his prostate was heavily scored. “Oh. Yes. But your lack of reaction is driving me crazy. My ego is taking a mighty blow. I must say.”
Neroon blinked once as he thought about it, after a moment he said. “Ah. Ah. This is most pleasurable. Your warmth and tightens against my sexual organ is most pleasing.”
Marcus rolled his eyes. “Well, I guess that’s better than nothing, I suppose,” he chuckled softly.
Neroon gave him a small smile. “I aim to please,” He replied, tilting his head regally to the side.
“Touch me?”
Neroon ran a callused hand over Marcus’s straining body. Watching as the human’s sex moved across his abdomen leaving a wet trail. He gathered the fluid onto his finger, bring it to his mouth he delicately tasted it. “You semen is most refreshing.”
“R…refreshing? That’s the first time anyone has said my precome was refreshing.”
Marcus watched as the Minbari bent his upper body and took his penis into his mouth. It was one of the most exciting sights he’s ever seen in his life. He never knew Minbari were so agile.
Marcus moaned when he felt the warm, wetness enclose him tightly. Grabbing the bed sheets to keep from reaching for Neroon’s head.
“Oh.” He bit his lip hard to keep from screaming his pleasure.
Neroon was moving in him faster now. Marcus panted as pleasure/pain torn through him. His body twisting back and forth helplessly on the bed. Whether to gain freedom or seeking more of the deep pleasure Naroon was giving him, Marcus would not try and guess at.
He came with a silent scream, filling the Minbari’s mouth with his seed.
Some time late when he’s regained his scattered senses. He opened his eyes to find Neroon delicately licking his lips. When he noticed Marcus watching him.
“Your taste is most pleasing.”
“I…I’m glad you like it,” Marcus replied weakly. He arched his body slightly realizing that the Minbari had slipped free. “You’re no longer inside of me,” he said, in disappointment.
“Yes.” Neroon gave him a rather sheepish look. Well as sheepish a look a Minbari could give. “I do apologize for that. I have never had a problem with prematurity before.”
Marcus smiled at him. “That’s not a problem. I like it that you think I’m hot.”
Neroon tilted his head, contemplatively. “Are you ill? If I had known you were ill, I would never have…”
“No, Neroon.” Marcus hastened to reassure. “It means that you liked me so much sexually, you couldn’t help yourself. That is why you ejaculated early, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
Marcus frowned slightly. “I don’t feel anything dripping from between my legs.”
“What does not make it into the womb is quickly absorbed by the body. You have no womb so I would imagine it was absorbed.”
“Ah.” Marcus looked up at Minbari. “Neroon?”
“Yes?”
“Can I ask you a personal question?”
Neroon nodded formally. “You may ask?”
“Can I explore your body? Will you allow my touch?” Marcus asked shyly.
“Why?”
“Because I want to see what gives you pleasure.”
Naroon tilted his head slightly. “Being inside of you gives me pleasure.”
“Yes, but that can’t be all there is. You never move from between my legs. Except for your sex, which moves quite a bit. I want to touch you. Please?”
“As you wish.”
Neroon rose from the bed gracefully. Not showing that he had been kneeling for the past two hours and began removing his clothing.
Marcus watched fascinated as Minbari flesh was slowly revealed. “Oh, Goddess, you are so beautiful,” he whispered awed by what he saw.
Neroon tilted his head. “I thank you.”
Marcus not as gracefully moved to the edge of the bed. “May I touch you?”
“If you wish.”
Marcus raised a trembling hand. “I wish. Oh, Goddess, I wish.” He ran it over flesh the color of palest ivory. “You are so very beautiful.”
Neroon was all sharp angles and muscles. There wasn’t an ounce of spare flesh anywhere. Here before Marcus a Warrior, who depended on his body for his survival. Neroon was the best of the Warrior Caste and it showed.
Marcus had seen his body before. But it had been only the tiniest of glances, nothing like what he was being allowed now. He moved closer. Resting his head against a tightly, very tightly muscled chest.
“Do I please you, Marcus Cole?” Neroon asked, placing a gentle hand on top of the Ranger’s head.
Marcus looked up, blue eyes filled with awe. “Yes, oh Goddess, yes.”
“Do you wish to touch me some more?”
“May I?”
Neroon looked down at him. “Yes, but you must release me so I may lie on the bed,” he said, with a slight smile. “So it may be more comfortable for both of us.”
Marcus pulled away hastily. “Yes, yes, you are right.”
Neroon climbed onto the bed and very carefully laid his head against the pillows.
“Touch me at your will.”
Marcus ran hands that weren’t quite steady over the pale, warm skin. Neroon’s body was so much like a humans, yet not. The Minbari murmured softly at the gentle touch.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes, it is most pleasing.”
Marcus gently caressed Neroon’s chest. Gently, very gently stroking the small nipples. Before lowering his head to take one in his mouth.
His blue eyes never leaving the Minbari’s face in case he caused discomfort. He saw a small frown appear between Neroon’s eyebrows, but nothing else.
Marcus suckled on it until it expanded slightly in his mouth. Using gentle teeth he bit it. Watching Neroon’s eyes widening in surprise.
Growing bolder he moved over to the other one using his thumb to keep the abandoned nipple content, he began suckling and nibbling.
Neroon’s eyes widened even more, before his hands came down. Marcus wasn’t sure at first if it was to hold him closer or push him away.
The Minbari tangled his fingers in his hair, nothing more.
Marcus pulled away slightly. “Does that give pleasure, Neroon?”
“Yes. I had not thought it would, but it does.”
“May I continue my explorations?”
Neroon gave him a tiny smile. “By all means.”
Marcus nibble kissed his way down the Minbari’s body. Taking time to worship the tiny belly button on his way down.
Finally at Neroon’s groin he looked at the sexual organ that had been causing such havoc inside of him not so long ago. Very much like a human males, yet not.
Marcus touched the wide band of flesh encircling the base of the Minbari’s penis. “This is what keeps you inside?”
“Yes. It will expand even further to assure maximum copulation, and thus assuring proprogation.”
“Ah.”
Marcus gently stroked it. Running a finger around the thick band. Watching as the flesh began to stretch. He explored delicately, not wanting to alarm the Minbari. That could get him killed.
Marcus was not inexperienced in the art of male loving, but what he held in his hands at the moment was by far the biggest he’d ever had inside of him. He touched the large mushroom shaped-head. Spreading the fluid beginning to leak from the tip.
“Neroon?”
“Yes?” Came the slightly breathless response.
“Will you allow me to take you in my mouth?”
“If you wish it.”
Marcus rose from the bed. Smiling at the confused look that crossed the Minbari’s face. “I just need to get some things from the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
When he returned carrying a basin of warm water, towelettes, two bottles, one with soap gel the other with lubrication, to find Neroon laying on the bed as still as a statue. The only thing moving was his penis. Which was sliding across the tightly corded abdomen as if it had a life of its own.
Marcus placed the basin on the bedside table. “Are you alright, Naroon?”
The Minbari opened his eyes. “Yes. At this point of an encounter, I would be inside a willing partner. It is odd to feel the need with no…”
Marcus dipped a towelette into the basin. Wringing it out he added soap gel. “Body available at the moment,” he finished for him. “I thank you for the trust you have placed in me, Naroon.”
He ran the towelette over the moving flesh, gently cleaning it. Watching Neroon’s face for any undue discomfort. There was none. Only confusion clouded the eyes watching him.
“What are you doing?”
“I am cleaning you. What I want to do, I don’t want to do just after you’ve been inside of me.” Marcus smiled at him. “That adventurous I’m not.”
“Ah. Understandable. Proceed.”
Marcus chuckled softly. “Thank you.”
He ran the towel over and around the moving flesh several times. Using a clean towelette to rinse. When there was no protest he ran it lower, cleansing Neroon’s testicles as well. Loving the way they filled his hands. He very carefully rolled them to see what kind of reaction he would get.
Neroon was watching him quietly. Licking his lower lip as if it had suddenly become very dry. But other than that he didn’t make a sound.
Marcus placed the wet towelettes in the basin and gently dried Neroon. Noticing there was more liquid releasing from the large tip. Tossing the rest of the towelettes on the floor he gathered some of the leaking fluid onto his finger. He very delicately tasted it. Hoping Neroon tasted pleasing.
His eyebrows rose. He did. Naroon tasted of lemons, clean, crisp-inviting. “Oh, you tasted splendid.”
“I thank you.”
Marcus smiled. “So formal. Always so formal. Even in this.”
He gathered the large organ into his hand and stroked it experimentally. Watching as Neroon’s eyes narrowed.
“Has no one ever done this for you?”
“No.”
“You are going to enjoy this,” Marcus promised him. “Spread your legs for me.”
Neroon complied, spreading his heavily muscled legs the width of the bed. Marcus went between them. Holding onto the vibrating penis with both hands, before lowering his head.
At the first touch of his lips the Minbari arched up as if stunned. Mouth opened wide in astonishment.
Marcus smiled inwardly nibbling along the hard length, making his way to the base where he spent some time worshipping the tight band that caused him such enjoyable grief. Working his way up to the head he took as much of it into his mouth as he could and began sucking in earnest.
He eyed Neroon, who was no longer as still as he had once been. It seemed that Marcus had found a way to bring forth a reaction from the almost stony Minbari.
Neroon was moving his legs restlessly on the mattress. Raising and lowering his hips slightly.
Marcus pulled away chuckling softly at the sound of lost.
“My heart is gladdened that you find my discomfiture pleasing,” he was told with a disapproving frown.
Marcus retrieved the little bottle of lubrication. Opening it. “I am glad that I have finally found a way to get a reaction from you.”
He warmed the gel in his hands before going between the Minbari’s legs. Applying it generously. Taking his time and watching for any sign of discomfort or displeasure. There was none.
Neroon watched in fascination as Marcus applied it to his organ. “What are you doing?”
Marcus licked his lips. “Oh, Goddess, that feels good. You’ll see.”
With that he positioned himself between Neroon’s thighs sliding into the tight warmth carefully. He didn’t stop until he was in as far as he could go.
The Minbari’s eyes widened in astonishment. “Oh.”
“G…good?”
“I have never felt anything like this in my life.”
Marcus gave a few experimental thrusts. “But do you like it?”
“Y…yes. I think that I do. I need for you to do it some more for me to be sure.”
Marcus chuckled softly. “As you wish.”
He began thrusting into the tight warmth, watching Neroon’s eyes widen even more. His hands came down, cupping Marcus’s buttocks, shoving him down hard. “This feels incredible.”
Marcus stopped thrusting, allowing Neroon to take his pleasure. He smiled slightly when he felt strong thighs come around him, pulling him even closer.
“You like?”
Neroon’s face had tightened in concentration. “Very much.”
“Will you let me pleasure you?”
“You already are.”
“Let me do the work.”
Neroon stopped. “Very well.”
Marcus began thrusting. “Oh, Goddess.”
Neroon ran his hands over Marcus’s sweaty back. “Is this what you mean when you wish me to respond?”
Marcus buried his face against Neroon’s neck. “Y…yes.”
“This is what the dominate male does?”
“This is what a male does when seeking to pleasure not only himself, but his partner.”
“Understood.”
Marcus hissed as he came deep with Neroon’s receptive body, unable to prolong it any more. No matter how much he wanted to. “Oh, Goddess,” he said weakly.
Hands continued to caress his back. After a long moment. “Marcus?”
“Hmm?”
“How long will it take for you to be ready to pleasure me again?”
Marcus pulled up slightly, looking into hopeful Minbari eyes. “Give me a second to rest and I’ll see what I can do.”