Tempted by Celestial Bodies

Chapter 8

chapter eight

wrex

Unable to dwell on the fact that the gruff Titanean held their fate in his hands, Wrex decided to occupy themselves. There wasn’t room to stand, but the two of them were comfortable if snug sitting side by side in the wall space. The distance simply wouldn’t do. They pulled Kori into their lap, burying their face in her chest.

“I know you didn’t bring them here,” they said, their voice muffled by her lovely breasts. Despite their precarious situation, their cock stirred to life. Blame it on years of deprivation.

“Wrex, you know I am more than willing, but time and place, darling,” whispered Kori.

Tension wound in a painful progression through their body. “Nope, can’t wait,” they stated. If the Titanean failed to convince the Consortium to leave empty handed, these could be their last moments together. Wrex wanted to be in her every second they could manage. Kori squealed when they lifted her, turning her around as they yanked her pants down far enough to give them access. They didn’t give their own garments the same courtesy, ripping the seams to free their stiffened cock.

“What are you—” she gasped, swallowing her words when they slid into her welcoming heat, still slick from their marathon session. They drew her down fully, groaning when their cock lengthened and thickened to accommodate their position.

Wrex wanted this, not just the sex, but this woman. They wanted her laughter and her talented hands and whatever burgeoning connection was forming between them. They wanted her wonderful mouth and callused fingers buried inside them. They wanted her panting with their cock seated throbbing inside her, while their hands explored all the hard muscles and lush curves of her body. They wanted her .

“Wrex,” Kori whispered, her tone frantic through her uneven breaths. “My boss is right outside, lying to the Consortium. I can’t. I can’t do this.” She whined, wiggling against them. Wrex nipped the back of her neck, sending a gentle vibration through their cock that made her inner muscles lock around them.

“Then we must be very quiet,” they said with a wink.

Kori’s arm reached back, wrapping around their neck while she whimpered and shook with them through a slow-burning orgasm.

Wrex remained seated inside her once they finished, content in the feel of her around them. “I want to stay with you, even if I have no other skills to offer you than this.”

Kori released him, her head drooping forward. “You are so much more, Wrex,” she said. “You could become a mechanic or learn any other job on this ship. You could leave and see the galaxy. You could go anywhere. What do you want to do?”

Wrex squeezed her to them. “If I leave, would you come with me?”

She hesitated, clearly torn by the life she had on this station, and the unknown. “Maybe.”

They kissed her shoulder. “Then I’ll stay.”

The two of them hovered in a state of cozy bliss until the sharp rap of Vox’s knuckles intruded.

“They’re gone, Mechanic Ross.” Vox’s voice boomed through the thick metal panel. Kori barely suppressed her giggle as she glanced at their rumpled and torn clothes. “I offered them the pod’s core, explaining we retrieved it after the vessel disintegrated in the planet’s atmosphere. No survivors. They weren’t happy at the loss of their merchandise, but they can go suck a Tagor’s nutsack.”

Kori glanced back at Wrex, both of their expressions lit by hope.

“You hear me, Mechanic?” Vox tapped the outside, seeming to remind Kori of their entangled state.

“Y-yes sir, I understand,” she gasped, her inner muscles squeezing a quiet groan out of Wrex. A pause followed her answer.

“You’re hosing down the inside of that cubby, Ross.”

Laughter burst out of her, while Wrex nipped at her shoulder. “Yes, sir,” she wheezed.

“Please return to your quarters, Mechanic Ross,” said Vox. “When you’re decent.”

Kori tried and failed to muffle her humor, Wrex content to feel the fine movements of her body. Finally, she managed to steady herself, turning to look at them. “What do we do now?”

Contentment suffused Wrex’s circuits. No matter what happened now, their choices were their own, and Kori was their first choice. “Would you like to try the dual attachment?”