When it came to making arrangements for potential mates coming to visit you, the task was usually done through the matchmaking service so the sapiens could rest assured that the room wasn’t tampered with in anyway by the desperate novus.
Because not all novus could afford the best, it was normal to take out a loan from the matriarch through the matchmaker, who would then make all the arrangements – travel, hotel, spending cash. A novus just signed their name and a matchmaker would take care of the rest.
Matchmakers were trained to be as fast as possible, and Willow was exceptionally good at his job.
My only request was that Gideon had a room with a good view of the city, and I as entered his hotel room, I saw Willow had made sure that happened.
“This place looks expensive, so you got lots of money or something?” Gideon asked as he hastily started stripping, not even waiting until he kicked the door shut to start pulling his shirt up over his head.
I smiled to myself as I pulled closed the curtains – we were still a few hours out from sunrise, but we could get into real trouble for having sex with the windows open, since kids were known to climb up and jump from roof to roof.
And take pictures.
And share those pictures.
“Well, I make okay money working for the city with bookkeeping. I help mostly with taxes and such.” I said as I went back to the bed to sit on the bottom, watching as Gideon tried to take his pants off without removing his boots, suddenly falling to sit on the floor to start taking off his boots. “But I qualified for a courtship loan from the matriarch, so I could make purchases that are necessary for courting, like getting a comfortable hotel – thanks again for coming down to Liliport, by the way.” I said lightly as I turned to him, watching as he hopped around, taking off his boots.
I liked that he was eager -
Eagerness could be a very, very good sign.
But it also had a certain charm, boyish but in an attractive way.
“Yeah yeah, Greater Lakes is – it sucks -” He said dismissively, stumbling over his words as he pushed back his hair and came toward me, grabbing the front of my shirt so we went toe to toe, Gideon now down to just his jeans. He was a little bit taller than me by maybe four inches, though if we mated, that height advantage and then some would me mine. “So you had to take out a loan to fuck me? That’s how bad you want it?” Gideon asked eagerly, grinning down at me as pulled on my shirt while I unbuttoned it.
I laughed, “Yes.” I said simply, “I really wanted to make sure this was a good experience for you.”
“I have no doubt your going to give me a real thorough experience,” He said lowly around his grin, pushing down his pants before he kicked them off, stepping back to watch as I slowly undressed.
As I peeled out of my shirt, Gideon pushed down his bright blue briefs, his hard cock springing out to slap his hard abdomen for him to grab. I watched with a little smile as he gripped his cock to start groping at it with his long fingers, Gideon yanking my shirt away with his free hand as soon as I had it off to throw it behind him. He reached down and started pulling on my undershirt with the same hand and I crouched down a little so he could more easily pull it over my head with one hand.
Sapien and novus sexuality was so interesting to me – I had taken several courses in college about it to further understand it, even.
For novus, there was no sexuality until they found a compatible mate, but with sapiens, they could pretty much start as soon as puberty hit, with sapien’s only having one puberty while novus had something like three. My brother pretty much started having kids as soon as he was able to, thought my parents, who were both sapiens, didn’t have kids until they were in their thirties.
There was a lot of jokes about how horny sapiens were and how important sex was to them, but I had never actually witnessed it, but watching Gideon gleefully start to touch himself, his scent having changed to something thicker on the cab rid over, his pupils blown and a pretty flush on his face, neck and chest.
It was just so…
Beautiful.
Gideon ran his hand down the solid muscles of my chest then while I kissed his cheek, and when I pulled back a little, Gideon gave me a grin before his gaze dropped to my lips and he leaned in to kiss me. It was a sweet kiss, soft and chaste. I reached up to hold onto his face as our kiss slowly deepened, Gideon’s hand on his cock falling away so he could hold onto the belt loop of my pant, all his focus seemingly in our kiss.
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me against him so I could feel the subtle shiver that went through his warm body.
“You’re so hot,” He mumbled against my lips, running his hand up my back. “You got a fever?”
“Mm,” I pulled back a little and licked my lips, close enough to taste Gideon’s own. I wanted to tell him my temperature was naturally higher than his, or maybe say something smoother like ‘I have a fever for you’, but when my tongue touched his lips he opened his mouth, that was it for anything I wanted to say.
I was far to interested in the inside of Gideon’s mouth, taking it a little bit slower than he was. I continued to hold his face as he aggressively kissed me, panting in my mouth as he moaned. He directed me to the bed, turning my body to walk backwards as we kissed deeply.
My mind raced with everything I knew about sex – we learned the basic mechanics of it in secondary school and when I entered college at sixteen, I, like all other incoming novus students, had to take an advance course on sexual health and relationship, since sex between a novus and a sapien could easily be fatal for a sapien if not done correctly.
All that information was there in my head, quickly being pulled to the front of my mind…
But all I could think about was how amazing Gideon smelt just now, how good he tasted, and how wonderful his skin felt against my own. When he broke the kiss to press his forehead to mine, panting, I rolled my forehead against his before I buried my nose in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent deeply.
I had never had an orgasm, but I imagined it felt like smelling Gideon when he was aroused. I couldn’t even describe it – it wasn’t like the gentle touch of perfumes my mom would wear, lilac or rosemary mixing with the distinct scent of comfort and safety. Gideon’s scent was heady, and thick, and I could taste it just as strongly as I smelt it.
He just smell wonderful.
It was like the uncivilized part of my brain took over, and all critical thought was gone as I took another deep inhale against his skin, my mouth watering before I dragged my lips along his skin to suck on his neck, Gideon moaning as he dragged his hands up and down my back.
The back of my legs hit the bed and I fell backward, Gideon collapsing on top of me to start grinding himself against my groin, his body moving fluidly, not a clumsy bone or muscle in him.
And I just wanted to live like this forever – sucking on Gideon’s neck while he groaned and shivered, hands groping long my chest and side while he rolled his hips and rubbed his hard, naked cock against the front of my gray suit pants, the pressure of his hard cock and softer balls grinding against me unlocking an entirely different part of my brain that was determined to sear the sensation into a part of my mind that could be easily accessed for future reflection.
It was -
So wonderful, and felt so good, and God, compatible sapiens really were worth the agony of waiting!
“God, I’m gonna cum just like this,” Gideon groaned as pressed hard against me with his groin, making an impatient whine.
I pulled away from his neck to take his face in my hands again, forcing him to pull back so I could meet his gaze. “Can I suck on your cock? I’m really like to.” I murmured, feeling nervous. I had studied many forms of sexual contact during the classes in college, and while it had been very clinical, I was now suddenly desperate to try them on Gideon to see how he’d react, touch all the sensitive parts so he’d feel good like all the courses said he might.
Gideon let out a wheeze of laughter and an “Ooohhh, mygodyes,” before he nodded eagerly and I smiled, shifting to slide out from under him before he collapsed onto his side and rolled onto his back with an eager look.
I sat up and my gaze immediately memorized everything I could take in quickly – his lightly heaving, naked chest, the rosy color of his nipples, the sharpness of his hipbones and the deep, rich color of his cock. I leaned down and placed a wet, slow kiss to the head of his cock and it immediately jerked against my lips, which was so fascinating to me. He groaned out a deep, whiny “Laurieeee!” and I smiled before I quickly licked the precum gathering at his slit before slowly slowing my mouth around him.
He groaned low and grabbed the back of my head as I continued my slow lowering, dragging my tongue under his shaft as I frantically recalled with wide, panicked eyes as everything I knew about giving oral sex to men. It was all the mechanics of it and tips on how to learn to be better, but I had zero practical knowledge and I just so badly wanted Gideon to feel good.
“Oh, fuck-Laurie!” Gideon panted, my hand finding his hip as I felt him sit up a little. “God, God that’s so fucking good!” He thrust up into the back of my throat and he shouted as I sucked around him at the same time. I began to bob my head, the world going soft and fuzzy but wonderfully warm as I inhaled deeply against his pelvis and the neatly cut public hair there – another interesting trait in sapiens, who had hair in all sorts of places while novus had almost none besides on their head and faces. He ran both his hands over my hair and I started to pull off, Gideon pushing my head back down with one hand on my head while his other hand rubbing the top of my back.
And, oh, it felt so good.
It all felt wonderful.
And the sounds he was making – groaning, cursing (praying?), moaning my name all around panting.
It was delicious.
He lasted way longer than I thought he would. There was a lot of jokes about men not lasting long, but I must have sucked on him for at least eight minutes before he began fucking into my mouth in earnest, loudly moaning with each thrust. I held onto his hips all the while with one hand, my other fondling his balls, my head lost in his scent, taste and sounds.
The sounds he made were wild, going from coherent, to slurring, and then finally to just noises. When he came, he came with a low groan he lifted his hips up of the bed and clutched my head so tightly I knew there would be bruises in my scalp.
And I hoped there were.
I hoped there would be welts so I could touch them and remember what I was doing while I got them.
He made a choked moan when I swallowed around him, one of his feet lifting before his heel scraped along my back as he made a sobbing noise. I stayed on his cock for a little while long, my eyes closed as I enjoyed the feeling of his cock twitch as it softened in my mouth, the texture of his skin changing a little bit as it softened.
Mm.
Wonderful, wonderful.
I slowly pulled off him, holding the blunt tip of his cock in my mouth briefly before I pulled off completely, staring down at it with a smile as I took it the change in color, a deeper pink now from when I started. Gideon made a noise before he panted for me to ‘come’er’ and I lifted my gaze to see him laying there.
Beautiful and flushed and entirely, deeply sated.
For the first time in a long while, I felt…
Intensely proud of myself.
Satisfied.
I smiled as I sat up, standing briefly to inhale deeply to take in the scents around him. He wasted no time in leaning up to wrap his arms around me, pulling me hard down against him to kiss me sloppily. His hands groped my body before he reached down and cupped me through my pants.
“I’ll do whatever the fuck you want me to do with you,” He slurred against my lips, and when I pulled back so I could meet his gaze, I saw his eyes were and pupils still blown, his face still flushed that pretty pink. “How can I get you off? I’ll do an-ny-thing.”
“Oh, I can’t get hard,” I said gently, Gideon groping hand on my groin stilling. “I won’t be able to for a while.” I gave him a tiny smile at that.
His eyes popped open and the fog cleared from his gaze right away. “You can’t what?” He said, his chin dropping so he could look between us at my groin. Suddenly he grabbed at my groin, no longer curious, slow and sensual, but panicked and worried, like he was afraid there wasn’t actually a cock in there. But there was.
It was just soft.
I laughed, kissing his cheek when his gaze jumped up to mine with a distraught look. “I can’t get hard unless we’re close to mating or mated.” I frowned, “I mean, I can, but that’s usually when I’m near death and-”
“WHAT?” He said loudly, fully sitting up. “You can only get hard when your near death!?”
I laughed and motioned to my head. “The more I deteriorate, the more my body tries all sorts of things to secure a mate, and one of them is restoring sexual functions like erections, though I can’t cum. I just get hard.” I said with a little nod and a pleasant smile.
Can’t miss what you never had. It was just something novus accepted.
Sex was one of many big benefits you got after mating, and you really couldn’t do much about it. I knew some novus could get hard with certain medications, but orgasms didn’t happen. Your cock would become erect, and then, well.
You’d have to take a trip to the hospital to get blood drained from it.
One of my classmates did that every weekend for fun when he was single.
And novus in those clans where they had perfect self control and detachment? The type A novus that lived to be in in their early thirties without a mate?
That was another story entirely.
Comments (1)
See all