The Human Bearer
14.
"Shit." That was the first thing he said as Xana entered the room, using his tail to appear taller and tower over him from above. "Kyle, my man, don't leave, please."
Xana laughed and his eyes glinted with mischief. "Kyle, you may leave. And, I assure you, there is nothing for Riordan to worry about. It just appears that my naughty bearer has a tendency to act up lately. It must be because of his beautiful round belly."
"Kyle, don't believe a word this fucker says," Riordan shot quickly and bit his tongue. He needed to make things better, not dig himself a hole. "He's going to have my ass."
"That goes without saying," Xana said on a playful tone. "And, since maybe you're wondering, yes, I will have it in more ways than one and I will indulge in it until I'm satisfied."
"I believe you are in good hands, Master Rio," Kyle said and saw himself out without as little as a sign of remorse.
Riordan chose to believe that the bot had no choice, after all, but now, the initial somewhat frightening excitement over having broken a rule he didn't know about -- and should've, without a doubt -- he felt his skin getting hot all over as Xana looked at him.
He was busy keeping his eyes on Xana's face to quickly identify any sign regarding what plans his alien owner had with him, so he missed how the snakeman's deft tail moved quickly and grabbed one of his ankles. He squealed in surprise as he was dragged along, one leg extended, up in the air, while there was nothing for him to grab onto.
Xana used one hand to pin his other leg down, by pressing on the inside of his thigh, keeping him exposed and vulnerable to that intense emerald stare. He looked down at his swollen belly, something he would've considered an abomination before and trembled as he realized why Xana was staring at him like that. For that creature, his large abdomen was a powerful aphrodisiac. He thought of Cario, how he would've looked with his belly distended and exposed while faceless Xenos around got aroused by his looks. The thought was supposed to cause fear, but, instead, Riordan could tell he was getting horny. "Are you in my head?" he whispered.
"How can you say that?" Xana asked, innocently enough.
"Sorry, it's just that some ideas just don't look like mine."
"Is this a way for you to deflect? I thought you'd appear in front of my eyes, already chastised and apologetic for having interfered with the important meeting I was having with my brethren."
"You guys were talking about us, so I think I had the right to be there," Riordan said, meaning it as a joke to diffuse the situation.
"Indeed," Xana said, taking him by surprise. "It appears that your species governs itself by some misguided notion of equality between parts."
"Psh, you're not one to talk," Riordan joked again. "It looked to me like you're not the big kahuna you told me you were. You called for a vote, and your equal brethren," he said pointedly, "didn't give a shit about your idea."
Xana laughed, seemingly undisturbed by being dissed so openly. "All the snakemen you saw there -- without me inviting you to join -- represent the highest echelon on Xeno. Anyone else must obey what we decide."
"So, you're like a more extended tyranny or something," Riordan mumbled as his owner wrapped his tail slowly around his leg until its tip reached right under his balls.
"You Earthians might call it so. And allow me to express my doubts regarding the superiority of your beliefs. I've read enough of Earth's history to know that you," Xana added with a smile, "do not give as much shit on such things as equality either."
That was a hard point to argue. It wasn't like Riordan could win that battle, not only because he wasn't some hotshot lawyer with hotshot arguments, but also because Xana wasn't playing fair. The Xeno dipped his head lower, and while the tip of his tail began worming its way inside Riordan's ass, his tongue jutted out and began to caress Riordan's balls slowly, with small playful licks.
He forgot about arguing and everything related in a heartbeat. Because of the seth, the pregnancy, maybe even the fucking air he was breathing on Xeno, he was already horny all the time. He worried he might get hard tripping over furniture, although that was a hard thing to do seeing how the house was appointed.
"I thought you were going to punish me," he whispered.
Xana straightened up and then lay on the bed by his side, turning him gently and starting to penetrate him from behind. "I am."
Riordan wondered if, first, Xana, being the horny fucker that he was, would go for the fucking and postpone the punishment until later. That meant that he needed to offer snakeboy a serious workout to curb his appetite for spanking his sorry ass for misbehaving. He shivered and moaned as Xana moved deeper inside him, so impossibly deep that he worried for a second he might break. Again, the thought of Cario in that bath rushed to his brain, but the sensory overload took care of his mixed feelings, pushing them away. He whispered words of appreciation as Xana wrapped his tail around his cock, but soon, he understood that the grip he felt wasn't meant to move. He tried to push his hips forward but his desperate attempts were foiled as Xana held his hips. "What the fuck?" he whispered. "Xana, move your tail or whatever. Give me some good rub."
"No," Xana said and licked his ear. "That is your punishment for today."
"What? What do you mean? Oh, fuck, did you finally realize you don't need my cock in your life?"
Xana laughed, like he had not one care in the world. "I have no intention to damage your genitals, Riordan. I'm merely holding you in place so that you can realize."
"Realize what?" So, there was a lesson there, but only Xana knew what it was.
