"What's wrong?" Syl whispered, smoothing Reja's pelt back into place with his palms.
The Foll turned his head and kissed Syl savagely, tongue pushing deep. Syl's head fell back against the Talaya's arm and he clung to Reja's shoulders. His head grew light and for a moment he forgot he was in Cynen's arms.
A gust of warm wind made them separate and Syl gaped down at a city as the Talaya descended a runway. The buildings consisted of blue globes in various sizes and the clouds were pink.
Reja clutched Syl and buried his face in the Human's neck. Syl held the boy protectively and murmured reassurances in his ear.
The Talaya entered a station made up of white stone and blue floors. Aliens of all kinds teemed about, some had snouts or tails and several had pets on leashes or in their arms.
A smiling female with orange striped skin approached Cynen and offered him a pet service, which he thankfully declined.
Another orange alien, also female, showed Cynen to a suite filled with a fresh and artificial scent. The floor was glass covering fuscia pink water and gold and blue beads cascaded from emerald green walls.
The Talaya strode inside and located a chamber with a concave glass bed carved into the floor, decked with blue satin sheets and pillows.
Cynen lowered Reja and Syl into the bed and reached inside his uniform.
"Here." The Talaya pulled out an earpiece and slipped it onto Syl's ear. The device made a tiny buzz of sound and tightened until it fit. "If you need me, touch the center of this and speak. Try it."
Syl touched the device and spoke. Cynen's next words doubled in the earpiece, making Syl's head spin. That was a lot of voices at once.
"Very good." Cynen patted Syl's head and left the room.
Reja sank into the cushions when the door shut and mewled miserably.
"This is a nice room." Syl stretched out next to the Foll and reached for his cheek. "I bet the food is gonna be good."
Reja's violet eyes were huge and his purple tongue wet his nose over and over.
"Reja..." Syl leaned in to kiss the Foll, but the boy leapt away, startling Syl.
Reja darted into a corner and lifted his leg.
"Reja, no!" Syl scrambled to his feet, but by the time he had climbed out of the bed, the Foll had already pissed on the wall.
The stench of it spread rapidly. Reja rarely urine-marked anymore, but he sometimes fell into the old habit, after a nightmare or a particularly bad fit of anxiety.
Reja skittered across the floor and ran his claws down a wall hanging, scattering beads everywhere. He whimpered, tail puffed up to three times its usual size.
Syl nearly lost his balance on the glass, unnerved by the way the water seemed to swirl and glow beneath his steps, and followed the Foll around the suite at a slower pace.
Reja eventually crept under a table and coiled into a ball. Pink light shone beneath him and reflected on his fur.
Syl crawled in behind him and traced Reja's shoulder lightly with his fingertips. Sometimes, the Foll's nerves became so raw he would hiss at a touch.
When the boy didn't object, Syl sidled closer and kissed his fluffy nape.
"I want to go home." Reja whispered.
"Me too." Syl murmured and squeezed his hand past Reja's tucked in arms and legs to rub his torso. "But if it wasn't for trips like this, we wouldn't have met. They're not all bad."
Reja's small ears perked and he stroked Syl's arm, hissing when his claws snagged on the suit. "I hate your clothes."
"I like it." Syl murmured and inched his hand down the Foll's belly, making Reja unfurl slowly. "It's like my fur."
"It's nothing like fur." Reja hissed. "It's scratchy."
"It's a bit hot," Syl admitted, "but it doesn't scratch. It's just not as soft as you."
Reja twisted around and wrapped his arms around Syl's neck. "You don't need it."
"You know I get cold at home." A thrill ran through Syl at his own words. He had a home. Not just rooms filled with meaningless stuff and people paid to wait on him. And he had a family, even if it was an unconventional one.
"I'm always with you." Reja brushed his cheek against Syl's jaw.
"I can't wear you all the time." Syl quipped and smiled when Reja batted his shoulder playfully, claws safely retracted.
"But thank you," he added, "for always keeping me warm. I love your fur."
Reja's nose twitched and his eyes lowered to examine the pink floor. "More than smooth skin?"
"Yeah."
The Foll looked up, blinking slowly, and Syl was suddenly eager to feel all that fur on his body. He released Reja to unzip the front of his suit and peel it off his torso. "Do you?"
Reja's small hands slid over Syl's chest, palms feeling rough with callouses - he walked on all fours after all - and lowered his head to lick a nipple with his raspy tongue.
Syl gasped at the sharp sensation and cupped the back of Reja's head, thumb rubbing gently behind the boy's ear.
"I like your skin. It tastes good." Reja's tongue slid down Syl's belly, hands pushing at the suit bunching on his hips. The fabric ripped.
"Hey!" Syl caught Reja's hands, feeling sharp claws pinch his palms. "You did that on purpose!"
Reja stared up at him with pupils so large, his eyes were nearly black and his ears lay flat. "No, I didn't."
"Yes, you did." Syl bit the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling. Reja knew exactly how cute he looked when he made that face.
The Foll shook his head in denial, a Human gesture he'd learned from Syl, and pressed his face into Syl's crotch, lapping at his balls.
Syl hissed in a startled breath and released Reja's hands to grip his fluffy shoulders. The boy's tongue felt incredible and when he took Syl into his mouth, he started purring.
Syl's skin tightened all over and his toes curled. Reja's mouth was hot and wet, lips clamping like a vice. And his tongue was still licking. Licking.
Syl moaned and lay back against the floor, spreading his knees wide, and flinched when needle sharp teeth grazed the most sensitive part of him. He knew Reja wouldn't bite down, but the fact that he could have made Syl's heart race.
Claws trailed over his thighs and down his legs. Reja alternated between hard and soft sucks, random and unexpected, until Syl was shaking against the floor.
"Please." Syl gasped and Reja finally quit teasing. "Uh!"
Syl came into the Foll's throat and relaxed against the floor, eyes closed and chest heaving. It wasn't long before he felt a lick on his ear and a damp cock rubbing against his hip.
Blinking sleepily, Syl shuffled between Reja's curved hind legs. Pink lights brightened beneath him and shone prettily on the little prick peaking out of Reja's fur.
Syl licked the Foll gently, enjoying the feel of spikes on his tongue. They dripped with slick that tasted wild and faintly sweet.
Reja shuddered and gripped Syl's head, pushing down insistently until he sucked the small shaft between his lips. It pulsed in his mouth and silky fur brushed his cheeks. Reja's smell was much stronger between his legs, musky and warm.
Syl inhaled deeply and swirled his tongue over the smooth tip and down the nubby sides. The wide base stretched his lips and viscuos fluids filled his mouth, dribbling down his chin. He swallowed.
"Oh!" Reja's spine arched and his tail curled. "Do that again."
Syl obeyed and reached for Reja's balls, two furry globes that quivered beneath the pelt. He rubbed them gently.
The Foll mewled and his hips spasmed, hands clenching in the Human's hair until his scalp twinged. But Syl didn't mind. He loved that he could make Reja lose himself like this.
When cum spurted into his mouth, he drank it down. It was thick and sweet and he stroked Reja's belly throughout, feeling the Foll gasp and tremble with every touch.
When Reja's hands loosened their grip, Syl lifted his head, delivering a last, lazy lick to Reja's tip.
The Foll whined with sensitivity and pulled at Syl's shoulders, urging him up.
Syl wiped his chin on Reya's belly, they needed a bath anyway, and climbed up to rest his head on the boy's shoulder. He closed his eyes, enjoying the fading tingles and the drowsiness that came with it. Reja's heart beat against his chest, slow and steady. Finally calm.
Lips brushed his ear.
"Thank you." Reja whispered.
Syl's heart fluttered and he kissed the Foll's neck, stroking his fluffy waist. "Anytime."
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