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The Human Bearer
It was so damn strange, but it looked like his knees wanted to push apart from each other of their own accord. Riordan was sure the sight he offered daddy in law was that of a complete slut with nothing better to do than hiking his ass up to get dicked. At least, he hoped that Xeus didn't consider it necessary to use his cock, as well, because that would make him believe that all that medical examination ruse served only so that the giant snakeman could use him for his pleasure and nothing else.
He sighed as his ass muscles relaxed to accommodate the huge girth of that muscular tail. Other than Xana, and Kanto briefly during their threesome, he couldn't say he knew a lot about how much such explorations would take. However, it was safe to say that Xenos, as a whole, tended to have staying power. Now, if only Xeus were satisfied with his findings soon.
If.
Riordan gasped loudly as his ass seemed to stretch way beyond what was humanly possible. Of course, Xana liked to stretch him, too, but that didn't mean that he wanted it from just any other dickhead Xeno. A string of not-nice words climbed up his throat, but he caught himself in time. Junior's innocent ears had to be protected from such nastiness. However, if he ever caught daddy in law alone, he would give the guy a piece of his mind.
"Hey, stop it," he whispered. "Didn't you have enough already?"
"I note that your insides feel very pleasurably around my tail. Your bodies have the right temperature and it even elevates slightly. I haven't yet observed an egg-carrying by one of your species to term, but I am assured that you become warmer as the eggs grow inside you."
"Wow, you really know how to charm a dude, complementing his body temperature. What exactly do you want to find out? Ask me, and maybe I can help you." And be done with this weird examination. The last words, Riordan said only in his mind.
"There is nothing weird about this examination."
Of course, they all read minds, and Xana was a sly one not to admit it directly. "Okay," Riordan breathed out, "I'm stretched already. Anymore of it, and I might break."
"I deliver seth continuously to your body. You will not break."
Boy, didn't he know it? The squelching sounds indicated clearly that daddy in law was quite generous with his supply. And apparently, the guy really liked to move his tail in and out, going deeper with each thrust. Riordan felt caught between agonizing pleasure and the terrible need to lift one foot and hit Xeus right in the chest to make him go away.
"About your question, what I want to find is the extent to which your bodies can stretch to accommodate us."
"Accommodate. Right," Riordan somehow managed a snort. He had to bite back a moan, as Xeus pushed deeper. With one hand, he felt his belly, horrified to realize that there was more of Xana's dad inside him than Xana had ever been. This wasn't normal. Fear began to squeeze his insides.
"You're clenching around me. So that is your lewd nature at work."
"You asshole," Riordan hissed through his teeth, "this is too much. You're scaring me." That was one bit he wouldn't ever admit, but in this case, he felt that interspecies communication failed.
"You are weaklings. Conquering Earth was disappointingly easy."
"You didn't conquer anything," Riordan moaned, as a flood of ecstasy overwhelmed him. Yes, daddy in law didn't skimp on the seth at all. The ship would get the necessary quota of the thing from that thick tail alone. "You just beat us and leave us to deal with the aftermath."
"Not enough water on your planet. Pleasant for the most part, but we didn't care for your deserts and ice-covered lands."
Vaguely, through the haze of feeling full and fucked, Riordan realized that he hadn't seen much of Xeno during the short time he had been there. Grey clouds had hanged above them most of the days from what he had been able to tell. Had it be raining all the time? Was Xeno still livable now?
His thoughts were cut short as Xeus pushed deeper again.
"I can't take this anymore," he whispered through clenched teeth. "When are you going to stop?"
"Your body can still sustain it. Are you in pain? I can tell that you're not. Not beyond a bearable threshold, and yes, I say that keeping in mind your Earthian nature."
"That's only because your seth dulls my pain," Riordan said back. Tears were flowing down his cheeks, and not from pain, but from too mind-blowing pleasure. "But I'm aware, dammit, I'm aware that you're going too far, so just stop already!"
"Can you feel me? Coiled inside you?" Xeus asked, his voice as unconcerned as before.
"What the hell is your point?" Riordan shivered as his body squeezed the tail inside it harder. This pleasure was different from any other. Was he turning into something else? Even his mind could no longer process thoughts the normal way.
"You're a viviparous species," Xeus commented.
Riordan moaned like an animal as now, the snake tail moved rhythmically, pressing against his internal muscles. It was electric, overwhelming, and he felt his cock letting go. He grabbed at the sheets and trembled as it seemed like he was coming without stopping for minutes.
Xeus suddenly withdrew his tail, and Riordan fell on the bed, drenched in sweat. The sheets were soaked in seth and his cum.
"Satisfied now?" he breathed out, not trying his luck, but wanting to make sure that the alien had really had enough.
"Yes. I will communicate the results of this examination to His Royal Chancellor."
"What exactly? That you can make me come with your tail? I doubt that's a mystery to Marn."
"Xana allowed you too many liberties. You are not to call His Royal Chancellor by his name, no matter how exquisite your body is."
"Okay, got it," Riordan said and waved. He tried to move, but his bones were like jelly. "The hell did you do to me? I'm a paraplegic now?"
"No, you're just impatient. In a few minutes, you will be exactly like before."
Riordan doubted it. "You don't realize, do you? My body might return to normal, but my mind will remember."
"Remember what?" Xeus asked haughtily. He pushed Riordan to one side and touched the bed underneath him. "How you cried out in ecstasy while all my interest in you was purely for a noble purpose?"
"You guys," Riordan pointed at daddy in law using both his hands, "like putting your cocks and tails into other guys. And you do it for pleasure, too. Xana can vouch for it. And not only him. Are we really the lewd ones?" He felt his anger growing as his body healed from the earlier abuse. "You're so damn sex crazy I don't even know where to begin."
Xeus appeared completely unimpressed with his arguments. "That is your interpretation of what we consider normal."
"I'm afraid your definition of normal no longer applies. I've seen a lot of things your species does: threesomes, orgies, gangbangs, fucking like damn rabbits."
"Under the effect of your species," Xeus shot back. "Your lewd nature leaves an imprint on us."
"Oh, great, blame us for you being horny as hell." Riordan eyed his daddy in law carefully. While he could accuse Xana of that kind of thing, even a cold fish like Kanto, and many other Xenos he had come to know at least briefly, he couldn't say the same about Xeus. Throughout that examination, he had kept his cool indifference like it was his birthright or something. "Let me get this. When you put your egg inside that lizard queen who became Xana's mom, didn't you feel any pleasure?"
Xeus seemed surprised by his question. "The way we reproduce is painful for us, hence the seth that helps us through it. Multiplying is the purpose of our species, and it's not meant for pleasure. As you see, we don't have your unhealthy obsession with such things."
"Not what I've seen ever since I stepped on your planet," Riordan retorted. "Yeah, I know what you're going to say. It's all because of us."
"Yes. Thank you for sparing me of uttering useless words. And this penchant of yours to use speech. I find it tiresome."
Riordan frowned as questions flooded his mind. "Wait? Are you trying to say that between you, that telepathic ability is enough? But I've heard you talking between yourselves plenty. Don't tell me that's another thing we've infected you with, `cause I don't buy it."
Xeus towered over him. "You must be given a bath."
"Can we have a conversation for like two seconds?"
"You talk for a long time. You talk too much."
"Seriously, we need to. Don't brush me off. Consider it payment for humiliating me like this."
"My purpose was not to humiliate you. A nearby room has the facilities needed for you to get clean."
"Will you stay here with Junior?"
Xeus looked at him, again, very much surprised. Was this like a cultural shock, or did this guy know nothing of how to care for a baby?
"The boy doesn't need constant surveillance. He is fine on his own."
Riordan ground his teeth until his jaw hurt. "The boy got kidnapped by a really bad dude and watched me as I almost died."
"He will grow up a warrior. He is strong."
"Well, he cried," Riordan argued.
"Another weakness he must have inherited from you. You're so meddling, as far as your genes are concerned. We'd seen nothing like it until we met your species, His Royal Chancellor tells me."
"I hate your guts," Riordan said and pulled himself together, because there was no one else to do that for him. "Please just stay here for ten minutes until I come back."
"You just said you hated me and asked something of me at the same time. What an odd individual you are. Is it because of all the mixed races in your blood?"
"To be honest, I have no idea. One of my ancestors must have been a bundle of contradictions just as I am, and I got it from him or her. I don't know and I don't care. I promise I'll be quick."
Xeus caught his wrist as he got to his feet. "In the eyes of my species, you are a highly desirable specimen. With that, a high degree of interest in the other Xenos on this ship will certainly occur as they watch you roam the hallways as you are."
"I won't go naked," Riordan argued. "And given my reputation, and yours, I don't think anyone would have the guts to bother me."
"Your reputation is that of a stubborn Earthian who does as he pleases and ends up receiving punishment."
"Interested in me, I see," Riordan said tersely. "Well, I've come back from the dead. Nothing can scare me anymore. Just stay here."
Without waiting for daddy in law to argue some more with him, Riordan grabbed his tunic and rushed through the door. He trusted Xeus to be dependable for watching over the little one for the few minutes that would take him to shower and be back. And he would be as fast as humanly possible.
When he returned, thankfully without being the subject of the interest of any Xeno, as daddy in law had warned him, he found all things in order. As much as that could be said of what he was seeing, but since he was dealing with an alien species, he was as grateful as someone in his situation could afford to be.
Big Xeus and little Xeus were both swimming in the huge tank. They appeared to be engaged in a race of sorts, or was it some sort of teaching approach on the part of Xana's dad? It was incredible to watch the Xenolite doing his best to keep up with his granddad's fast moves, imitating them to the best of his abilities. Water was indeed their element, Riordan mused as he watched his young one moving about with such natural grace that it was difficult to think that he had been born only days ago.
Xeus Senior noticed him only after a while. He stopped playing with his grandson and emerged to the surface. "You're here. Good. You need to feed him again."
Riordan knew now that Xenolites needed to feed often during their first months, but an unsettling thought crossed his mind. "What do you think of how Gamni Gafilos treated him? Did Junior get enough food?"
"It wasn't in his interest to starve the boy," Xeus replied. "Also, he must have wanted to see him growing fast."
"Why?"
"To gauge the special abilities the boy will develop in the future."
That made not much sense if any, but Riordan had more pressing matters to attend. Junior swam up to the surface, as well, and stretched out his arms, waiting to be lifted.
"You're a bit spoiled, aren't you?" Riordan said with a smile, as he grabbed a towel to wrap the baby in while feeding him.
"Are you afraid of a bit of water?"
The question didn't take him as much by surprise as the droplets showering over him in an instant. It looked like daddy in law liked to play. He was grabbing handfuls of water, throwing it at Riordan, while his usually stern face was lit by a smile. It had be the effect of the Xenolite on the old fool.
"Stop it," Riordan protested.
Junior found the game funny and instead of letting himself be lifted in his parent's arms, he began imitating his granddaddy right away. He giggled loudly and squealed, the way kids do, and when Riordan leaned over the edge to grab him, he wiggled himself free and then splashed the water, making it jump all over the place.
"You little," Riordan said through his teeth, although a huge rock lifted off his chest seeing his son so carefree and happy.
Xeus grabbed him and made him fall into the tank, head first. It looked like the Xeno didn't care in the least about the fact that he was dressed. The tunic all the bearers wore was made of a coarse, heavy fabric. Soaked with water, it was now dragging Riordan down, so he had to struggle to get back to the surface and inhale fresh air.
"You are both punks," Riordan growled.
His Xenolite didn't seem to realize that his parent was scolding him and was all over him, wrapping his arms around his neck and hiding his face into the crook of Riordan's shoulder. He was an affectionate little one. He could only hope that grandpa's influence wouldn't erase that trait of his personality.
Junior was also trying to get to his chest, but his childish insistence wasn't enough to get through the thick fabric. Riordan held one hand on the edge and tried to get around Junior with his other arm so that he could lift his tunic and allow the baby easy access to his meal, but it looked like his first estimation of Junior's abilities had been wrong. The Xenolite dipped lower and took a sudden chunk out of the thing, ripping it with his small teeth.
Riordan gasped in disbelief as small hands aided to the tearing. Even heavy with water, the tunic material seemed no match for Junior's hunger. The garb was torn now from the waist up to the neck. The boy clamped down on Riordan's right nipple and his eyes closed in content. His tail came round his parent's waist to hold himself up, as he began feeding himself.
Only moving his legs to keep himself afloat and hanging on the edge by one hand, Riordan blinked in disbelief.
"Is this normal? To be this strong at his age?" he asked Xeus.
The older Xeno seemed pleased. "He's better than other Xenolites," he said.
"Did Gamni do something to him?"
"No. He's not infected by poison as Xana is. It is something else."
"Do you care to share what that is or is it something I need to figure out all by myself?"
"I only have suppositions to go by, at this point. I suspect that it is your influence, Earthian."
"Okay, but how? I'm completely useless compared to him, and he's barely one week old. I mean, I'm pretty sure that my teeth can't cut through fabric of this type and if I tried, I'd end up with bleeding gums and nothing else."
"It is a matter of further research."
Riordan pondered over those words. His father in law was quite the enigma. He seemed to be a scientist of sorts. Maybe that explained the exceptional academic abilities Xana presented, as well. But at the same time, he was a general and the commander of a ship. Was Valedoria a battleship, too? As little as Riordan had seen of it when it left him and the three Xenos behind to freeze in space, he could tell that it looked different than Galatea, with an elongated shape that made it look like a spear.
"How did you come back at such a time?" he asked, giving some voice to his thoughts. "You saved the day."
"I heard young Xeus's distress call for a while and it was quite fortuitous since I was on my way back to Xeno. The chances were that I would have passed by Tu'lek without realizing it was so close."
"Really? That is amazing. And a distress call? At first, I thought my baby had fallen to whatever plans Gamni had in store for him. He seemed attached to the general."
"Xenos are highly adaptable. They will always make the best out of any situation. My young one here realized that he needed to depend on Gamni Gafilos until he was saved."
"He didn't recognize me at first," Riordan said, mostly to himself. He looked down, at Junior's peaceful face. It was hard to believe the incredible situation they had both been in only days ago.
"He needed to be closer and taste you first."
"He bit me," Riordan recalled. "Good thing he wasn't as strong as he is now when he did that."
Xeus nodded in agreement. "Your blood is his blood. He recognized it. His pull towards you was even greater than his imperative for survival. He was in danger."
"And then you came. Thank you, Xeus," Riordan said.
"You have nothing to thank me for. Xenolites are precious, and he's of my bloodline. Also, gratitude is--"
"Let me guess. An Earthian concept?"
"Yes."
Riordan had no comeback to that. With all the mad sex he and Xana had had most of the time, they hadn't had time to work through the differences between their species, which obviously, came with the territory.
"I need to see Xana."
"Need?"
"Earthian thing, don't bother. Will you let me see him?" Maybe asking politely for permission was the way to go.
"Yes. And I will take care of the little one while you are gone. First, he needs to feed properly."
"Of course. And I need new clothes."
Probably an entire wardrobe if Junior tore through every piece of garment like that.
tbc
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