The way Vas-Tin breathed.

The way the other didn’t make one clumsy movement, instead seemingly in control of every touch and stroke.

But most erotic of all was how in the darkness, the world had shrunken down to just the two of them in this intense, dark little bubble.

“I really wish I could see you…” Adam mumbled, his breath hitching as he felt his master’s large, leaking cock head brush along the underside of his balls, his own dick twitching at the touch.

Vas-Tin hummed. “I could turn on the lights again...”

“Please, God, no.” Adam stressed, scowling, “If you want to yank me right out of the mood, turn on the lights so I can see all the dead face you have on your wall.”

Vas-Tin chuckled. “You’ll get used to it.”

Adam pulled a face but stayed quiet, instead forcing himself to forget about all the mounted heads in the darkness watching and instead focus on his master’s finger as it began to press into the tight ring of muscle there. He let out a slow breath as he felt the other slowly slide a finger into him, carefully pushing forward to stroke along the muscles inside of the smaller male.

“So fucking tight for me, pet,” Vas-Tin growled, “You’ll fit my cock like a glove.”

Adam made an unintelligent sound at that, forcing on relaxing on the intruding digits. It felt way weirder than he had planned for, but the weirdness of it didn’t last long when Vas-Tin brushed against a spot inside of him that had his stomach tightening again. “Ah – there!” Adam panted, licking his lips, “Right there!” Vas-Tin hummed and shifted, pulling his finger halfway out to stroke it back and hit that spot more directly.

There was another moment of brief discomfort as Vas-Tin slipped another lubed finger inside of him, the two fingers stretching the muscles there making him squirm, but then they stroked forward together to brush against his prostate and he shivered with pleasure.

“Ah, that’s nice,” Adam moaned, swallowing thickly as Vas-Tin kissed the thigh resting on his shoulder, “That’s really, uh-” Vas-Tin applied a bit more pressure and Adam moaned, reaching down to touch himself, his toes curling against Vas-Tin’s back. “You can-” He felt Vas-Tin’s third finger carefully slide in and he sucked in a breath, tensing as Vas-Tin’s fingers inside of him stilled, his other hand stroking the outside of the thigh he was kissing.

“Relax,” Vash-Tin purred, “It’ll feel better once you relax.”

“Yeah,” Adam hissed out, squirming as he let out a slow breath and forced himself to do as he was told, slowly relaxing his muscles. “Okay, you can-” Vas-Tin slowly slid the three fingers inside of him, stretching the muscles briefly but stopping when Adam winced, instead focusing on sliding against his prostate. When Vas-Tin withdrew his fingers, Adam sucked in another breath, and when he felt the large, blunt tip of his master’s cock head against his entrance, he swallowed thickly and tried to force himself to relax as Vas-Tin rumbled with a sound of pleasure above him.

“Keep your legs where they are,” Vas-Tin said lowly as his hand slid away from the thigh resting on Vas-Tin’s shoulder, Adam doing as he was told. His master shifted a little then and Adam felt by the brush of his master’s knuckles that he was switching hands, Vas-Tin taking his cock with his other hand before he carefully slid a slicked finger back into Adam. “Relax,” Vas-Tin said lowly when Adam tensed around the single digit inside of him, “Breath.”

Adam sucked in a breath but choked on it when Vas-Tin resumed stroking against his prostate, this time not as gentle and no longer dragging his finger in and out of him. Instead, he kept it there, moving his fingertip against it insistently as he pressed the leaking tip of his cock against Adam’s entrance as well. Adam moaned, nervously gripping at the blanket beneath him as his stomach coiled, his body tingling with a wonderful heat at his master’s touch. “I’m-” He arched his back a little, furrowing his brow as he felt his orgasm building. His touches on his member quickened as Vas-Tin began to rock his hips into his own touch, growling for Adam to cum.

Vas-Tin pressed more insistently up into Adam’s prostate and Adam’s vision turned hot white, his Adam dug his heel into Vas-Tin’s back as he squeezed himself and came, spilling onto his stomach when Vas-Tin turned his face to pant against the thigh on his shoulder. Adam stroked himself through his orgasm, pressing down on the finger inside of him as his master continued to tease his entrance with his own leaking cock.

Adam’s touches slowed before he stopped, holding his spent cock as he closed his eyes and focused on the finger that stayed to slide in and out of him, his muscles fluttering around it. He licked his lips as he waited, Vas-Tin keeping his tip pressed firmly to Adam’s entrance as he pumped himself, and when Adam let his leg slide a little off his shoulder Vas-Tin growled at him to keep it where it was. Adam did as he was told, pressing his thigh to his master’s lips as he felt the larger male’s precum drip down his entrance before Vas-Tin withdrew his finger to tilt his hips and press himself fully up against Adam’s entrance, griping onto Adam’s ass to open his pet up more fully to nudge himself against the fluttering ring of muscle there. He came then, growling out Adam’s name and stripping his cock with brutal strokes.

When Vas-Tin finished he released himself and scooped up his seed with two of his fingers to press it into Adam, reaching up to hold onto the thigh resting on his shoulders to nip and lick at it while he lazily slipped his fingers in and out of Adam a few times before he pulled his fingers out and carefully let the thigh down off his shoulder. He slid forward then to lay next to Adam, turned toward him to kiss his cheek roughly before he ducked his head to start licking and nipping at his throat.

Adam moaned at attention and titled his head away to give his master more room to explore. “I thought you were going to put it in.” He mumbled as the other male kissed a bruise into the skin over his pulse.

“I told you I wouldn’t,” Vas-Tin said quietly. “You’re not ready.”

Adam chuckled. “Pft, I was ready. I could have taken it.”

Vas-Tin chuckled then as well to pull back a little and said in a soft, affectionate tone “It’s going to take more practice than that to take me without injury, little human.”

Adam laughed but didn’t argue. “Well, I like how we practice.”

“Then you’ll really like where all the practice leads to, hm?”

“I didn’t need the practice to know that,” Adam said slyly, smirking as Vas-Tin leaned in to kiss him gently, nipping at his lip before he pulled back. Adam laughed as Vas-Tin roughly ruffled his hair before sliding his hand down Adam’s side before slowly trailing back up to touch his ribs, tracing his finger over the exact spot where he had broken his rib evading number three a few years back. He wondered if Vas-Tin knew that from researching him or because it was one of those weird heightened senses things, like how his sister could always tell exactly where he had a knot in his back that she needed to massage out. “So is this your entire home? How is it that your house is as big as mine was when I first got it? Your planet is fucking huge. Each of you can all have homes ten times the size of my fucking town and still have plenty of room to grow.”

“The females raise the children, so they have larger dwellings, but most males don’t require a lot of space. Just enough to keep what’s most important.”

“Yeah, but I know the kids still visit the males for festivals and during – uh, what’s it called? Uh-” He snapped his finger and made a finger gun before his brain caught up with him, “For basic training and shit.” He lightly slapped his master’s back. “The kids stay with their fathers during their enrollment in training every year. And what if you want your kids to come and visit? Where are they supposed to sleep?”

Vas-Tin hummed but was quiet at that for a beat while he slid his hand down to grope at Adam’s ass, lazily first and then more possessively. “I don’t have children. I won’t.”

Adam frowned. “You don’t ever want kids?”

Vas-Tin hummed again at that. “I can’t, I was sterilized when I was a child.”

Adam chewed on that for a minute, thinking hard to make sure he had heard him correctly. When he was sure that Vas-Tin had in fact told him he was sterilized, he frowned. “Why?”

“My genetics hold too many recessive traits that would result in children that won’t be able to function without constant assistance, so I was sterilized. It’s better for our race to prevent problems before they occur.”

Which is why they shot Adam’s ancestors out of the sky – preventing them from reaching paradise prevents them from rivaling the Zerric in power in the far future. Bad guy today meant they stayed safe and stronger than ever tomorrow. Still. “I’m sorry. That really sucks. I know you guys are all about...trying to make every new generation, like, better and shit and having accomplished kids is like...the ultimate trophy.”

“I’ve come to terms with it. But as a result, I don’t need much space. The government actually provided this dwelling.”

“Ah...this seems like the kind of dwelling the government would pay for.” Adam knew from experience.

Vas-Tin nuzzled his face into the crook of Adam’s neck, mumbling “You can arrange it how you wish.”

“Thank you…” Adam said carefully, looking around at the darkness where he had seen dead eyes and wide-open mouths. He didn’t know how the fuck he was supposed to arrange these to make it less terrifying, but. Well. He guesses he had all the time to figure that out now, didn’t he?

There was a comfortable silence for a while before Vas-Tin asked. “Did you want kids?”

Adam sighed. “Well, I mean, sure. I like kids...but I never thought I’d be able to have them cuz, you know...where I choose to build my life.”

Adam could feel Vas-Tin’s frown against his skin. “Why couldn’t you have kids there?”

Adam rubbed at his face before he licked his lips, making a vague motion with a hand before he let it rest on top of Vas-Tin’s head. “Because...one day, they’d for sure be chosen for the hunt, and then they’d be down on Zerric where I couldn’t see them...or, you know, I would have kids and then I’d eventually get caught, and they’d be stuck up there without their Dad...kids need Dads. So...I just decided I’d...you know, see my nieces as my kids and stuff, since they could live in the city but still come and see me on my ranch. My sister and her husband would have made the move to be with me if not for that same fear of one of their daughters getting picked up, and this is our happy medium.”

“Well, you don’t live on the moon anymore. You can have kids now. I can arrange it.”

Adam grinned. “But where would they stay when they come to visit?!” Adam laughed. Vas-Tin was quiet at that and Adam sighed, licking his lips. “I totally get wanting to have your trophies around you, though. But maybe we can cut them down to the most important trophies to make your shiniest trophy happier?”

“Go to sleep.”

Adam shifted, “Do you have a shower or somewhere I can rinse off? I’d sleep a lot better if I could, you know...freshen up.”

He felt Vas-Tin smile viciously against his neck before the other pulled away. “Yes. Let’s soak in the tub. You’ll enjoy it.”

Adam grinned as well. “You bet I’ll enjoy it!” He laughed as he felt his master slide away before he was grabbed by his waist and dragged down the bed.

Adam did not enjoy it.

Not.

One.

Bit.