he decided to get dirty. EJ closed her eyes and smiled, then gasped as he lifted her onto her toes, bent his knees, and entered her with a long, slow thrust.
There wasn’t enough room in the shower to do much more than rock against each other, though Nokx wedged his hand between her thighs to tease and lift her at the same time so he could thrust harder. Her forehead rested against the cool wall, her palms flat to help push back against him. She reveled in the overwhelming sensations—hot water beating down on them, steam making everything feel close, his scales rubbing all along her back and shoulders and legs. He growled at her in Xarav, the rough terms mostly untranslated though she caught just enough in the translator to know he was getting dirty. Like, really dirty. He listed all the ways he wanted to join, all the things he imagined her doing to him, all the things he wanted to do to her...
EJ groaned and tightened around him, holding on to her sanity with the barest grip. They’d need to sleep for a week after all the exertions, although... She squeezed her eyes shut as he backed up enough to bend her over at the waist a little, then started hauling her hips into his as he really got going. It didn’t seem like they’d spend any time at all sleeping if they were in a bed. Or in a shower. Or on a couch, or eating dessert, or... doing anything, really, from what Nokx whispered to her.
She shuddered as he pushed her over the edge with his grip on her shoulder and the rough friction of his fingers against her clit, then Nokx followed just a heartbeat later, groaning as he poured himself into her yet again. EJ rested her forehead against the wall, grateful that he hadn’t been so worked up that the bulb on his cock kept them tied. Nokx leaned her against the shower as he caught his breath, then went back to leisurely running his hands and a soapy washcloth up and down her legs, her arms, her sides... He got a little distracted when it came to her breasts and ass, leaving them both breathless, and he froze when she turned and took the washcloth from him.
EJ took a great deal of satisfaction in sudsing him up, rubbing the washcloth against his scales with great enthusiasm. Nokx preened and stretched and flexed when he realized she kept getting distracted by the hard planes of his chest and abs and back. She managed to keep her thoughts on the matter at hand, rather than the impressive piece of anatomy that had recovered in record time and was once more poking against her stomach, to get them both soapy and rinsed off.
Nokx held her tight to his chest after turning off the water and wrapped her wet hair around his fist so he could tug on it. A slow smile spread over his face. The Xaravian bumped his nose to hers and murmured, “I said you’d regret not obeying me. Are you ready for your punishment?”
A moan escaped before EJ could clamp her lips together, and her knees weakened enough that only his hold kept her upright. Nokx growled and picked her up, not even bothering with towels, to carry her back to the bed. He chuckled and sat, putting her over his knee, and rubbed his palm over her ass in a soothing circle.
Nokx leaned down to kiss the small of her back. “Next time you’re going to listen when I tell you to do something, aren’t you?”
“Well,” EJ started, craning her neck to look back at him. “I’ve never been great about following orders, it’s part of why I didn’t make it in the Fleet and—”
She cut off with a gasp as he smacked her ass and the sting stole her breath away. Nokx went back to gently massaging her flesh, though he squeezed each cheek hard enough to keep her attention on the rasp of his scales against her. “You’re going to listen when I tell you to do something. Right?”
EJ cleared her throat and squirmed in his lap. “If you’d let me up, we could talk about why—”
Another slap, harder than the first. She scowled at Nokx over her shoulder and he just raised his eyebrows at her, though there was a twinkle in his silver eyes that made it clear he enjoyed it all very much. EJ didn’t