***
The vehicle waiting for him engulfed his body in that strange, coffin like, grip. Where he was headed, he had no idea. And he had no idea where Xana was now, and a strange sensation of loss flooded him. As the vehicle sped up, he just let the tears run down his face.
The hands that grabbed him as soon as he was out of the vehicle were familiar. He looked at Xana, pleading without saying anything.
"We're home," Xana said and Riordan was surprised to feel himself carried bridal style from the car to the door of the building he had first called his residence when he had landed on this planet.
He was deposited on one of the large beds without another word.
"Are you... going to execute me?" he finally managed.
Fear, deep and harsh, was back. Xana said nothing, but pushed him on his back and soon, the long bifurcated tongue was in his mouth. It tasted sweet, like usual, but it tasted like longing, too.
His master's tongue was slow and soothing, feeding him seth little by little, but Xana's hands were hurried as they ripped the little clothing covering Riordan to reach the naked skin.
When he was impaled on his owner's cock, Riordan whined softly. It was like he was finally offered water after walking through a dessert. Seth was flowing into him, like a flood, and he was thankful. He felt like coming home.
The skillful tail followed and pushed inside his ass, stretching him wider. Yet he didn't mind. He wanted this. He wanted Xana to stretch him and use him. He even wanted to have a full belly and swim in Xana's seth, absorb it through all his pores. Xana was pulling hard at the ring in his nipple, like he was seeking an assurance of ownership in that gesture. The pain was sharp, but soon dulled by the seth working through his veins. The shot of pain recurred over and over again. And each time, he was soothed.
When they came together, he didn't even wonder how that could happen. He stood there, while Xana filled his belly, little by little, until he felt so full he could not move. Xana seemed happy and no longer worn out as he began rubbing his belly.
"Xana," he whispered softly.
"Hush, love," the master said. "Let me look at you. It's been so long."
He lay there, and let himself caressed and cherished. Xana rested his head atop his bearer's chest.
"Your heartbeat. I missed it."
They fell asleep like that.
***
Riordan woke up, feeling better like he had never felt in weeks. Xana was already awake, stretching lazily next to him.
"Hmm, do you think we should talk?" he made an attempt, but a hand came to brush over his nipples, insisting on the one with the piercing.
Maybe talking could be postponed.
"You are to remain home."
"Okay," Riordan mumbled. "But, wait, Kyle..."
"He will be here, don't worry. That old piece of machinery served well to inform me of your predicament."
"But he wasn't there, how could he..."
"Apparently, he managed somehow to create a neurological network between you and him and he could sense your distress signal. Otherwise, he would have been recycled."
"What for? If he wasn't there?" Riordan rebelled.
"Hush, Rio," Xana cooed. "I had enough of not seeing you. You are to spend the day in bed."
"But Kyle?"
"Should I be jealous?" Xana chuckled. "You seem to be obsessed with the bot."
"Don't be stupid," Riordan retorted, then stopped. "I'm sorry, master Xana Lei."
That seem to give Xana pause.
"Humans are strange creatures. You were happy to see me. You accepted me to fill your belly, unlike before. And now you revert to being upset."
"You were the one to make me call you that." Riordan looked away. "Weren't you fed up with me?"
"Listen, bearer," Xana's voice grew cold, "I will not waste any time with arguing. You are here to provide what you were sent here for."
"Xana." Riordan wrapped his hand slowly around a soft strand of platinum gold. "Why are you such a huge jerk?"
Xana's eyes grew wide, but the alien began to laugh.
"Your nice voice… Your rebellious nature... Everything about you. It fills this space."
"What are you saying? Did you miss me?" Riordan now pulled at the Xeno's hair.
"We are not going to talk about human emotions right now. I need you. It seems that we already have developed a strong connection over the short time we bonded. Being away from you creates a certain discomfort."
"Discomfort?" Riordan snorted, now feeling more in charge. At least, he wasn't stupid. He was well aware of how he felt. "Too tough to say the words, snake boy?"
Xana was just a young stubborn idiot. He could deal with that.
"What words?" Xana quirked an eyebrow.
"I love you, idiot," Riordan supplied the explanation and instantly froze.
Xana looked at him, his green eyes filled with unhidden wonder.
"I didn't mean that I love you, I mean that these are the words you don't dare to say," he added quickly.
Xana seemed disappointed.
"Why the long face? You don't believe this romance crap anyway."
"Tell me that you love me," Xana said, keeping him close with one strong hand.
Riordan snorted. "Why?"
"Because humans think it is important. Say it."
"This is not how this works," Riordan made an attempt to explain.
"Say it." Xana placed his head on Riordan's shoulder.
"Fine. I love you, asshole. Better?"
"It doesn't sound like you said it the first time."
"Hey, you cannot be this picky. I love you, okay? You're a huge pain in the ass, but I love you."
Since the concept of love was so strange to these aliens, he could lie all he wanted. Those were nothing but words, after all.
tbc