I was ridiculous. I didn’t even know what my problem was. My self-loathing mingled with my anxiety, making my chest clench with stress.
However, unlike before, I had a potent distraction: my hard dick. Turns out being horny is a great way to ignore my worries.
I shoved my racing thoughts to the back of my mind. Admittedly, it was easier when Farr’vye smiled at me. He was so big. And considerate. And weird.
But above all, he was sexy.
I never thought in a million years I’d find a Maeleon hot. Now, it was all I could think about. He and his big, smooth alien cock.
My mouth watered. I swallowed before I started drooling like an idiot.
Farr’vye draped a blanket on the floor and gestured with a sweeping invitation. I sat on it, waiting for his next instructions.
It’s nice when he tells me what to do; that way, I don’t have to think, because when I think, I worry.
“Little human.”
I lifted my head to look at Farr’vye. It wasn’t the first time he’d called me by that nickname instead of my title. It was cute, and I liked it, but it wasn’t a name.
My ribs tightened.
Gah! Stop thinking!
The sudden sensation of Farr’vye’s tentacle on my clothed cock made me gasp.
“You are not paying attention to me,” he pointed out. Not seeming offended or annoyed, only observing. He never got angry with me. That was one of the reasons I felt so comfortable with him.
“Sorry,” I murmured, and I meant it. He deserved my attention. “I’m here now.”
“Will it help if I touch you?”
As he asked, his tentacle pad rubbed me through the onesie. The mixed sensation of his skilled touch and the silky fabric rubbing against my skin nearly made me groan.
“Yeah,” I whimpered. “Please. I don’t want to think anymore.”
Farr’vye looked intrigued. “No?”
I shook my head. My dumb, too-full-of-thoughts head.
“Nothing good comes of it. I just… want to go blank for a while,” I admitted.
For a long beat, Farr’vye’s orange eyes bore into mine. He looked hungry again. Obsessed.
I shuddered, remembering when his feelers penetrated me. The experience was deeply intimate. Knowing all his thoughts and feelings, as if I were buried inside his very soul… It almost overwhelmed me.
But now I knew for sure that what he said was true. He couldn’t have kids and didn’t want any.
His obsession with me was real, too. I didn’t understand why. Still, it was genuine, and I doubted it would fade anytime soon.
I didn’t know being the object of an alien’s obsession would feel so fucking good.
“Be careful what you wish for, little human,” Farr’vye murmured, a slow smile creeping over his maw. “I could empty your brain of thoughts for days, if you asked for it.”
My heart flipped. Did he mean that, or was it just dirty talk? Either way, it made my cock throb.
“Sounds nice, not gonna lie,” I said with a weak laugh.
No thoughts meant no anxiety. No anxiety meant… Well, I’d nevernothad anxiety, so I didn’t know what it would feel like. Peaceful, I assumed.