“Oh, yes, right there!”

I look down at Leto. Well, upside down, due to the fact that we’re trying to sixty-nine. We couldn’t agree who got to please the other first, and so we decided to compromise.

He would eat me out while I sucked his Zoran cock, at the same time.

Compromise!

However, Leto is a bit too good at it. I don’t know if it’s because of his strong, Zoran tongue, or if he just has an uncanny knack for eating pussy, but my word. Within seconds he has me moaning and writhing, and I’m forgetting all about my main job.

Coaxing a mouthful of hot seed out of this gargantuan turquoise cock I’m holding.

I lean down and wrap my lips around his manhood. This is all I can do, just sit here and swirl my tongue around, as his tongue flicks rhythmically against my swollen clit.

He thrusts his hips upwards, silencing my moans, and I can’t help but love the feeling of him sliding down my throat. I enjoy being so full, so used in the best possible way.

I’m going to, oh yes I’m, I’m, ffff—

My orgasm washes over me like a tidal wave, and my hips buck and move, my entire body trembling. His strong hands rest on my ass, holding me in place as his tongue gets me higher and higher.

I pull back and gasp for air, my pussy grinding against his face, all sense of shame out the window. With Leto, I can finally be myself in every way possible.

I don’t have to hide. I don’t have to pretend. We can just be ourselves.

And it turns out, when we both are ourselves, we tend to fuck.

A lot.

That’s not something I knew about myself. That is something Leto has coaxed out of me, has taught me. If I had never met him, I would still be on Corlis Station, I would still be fending off dates with alien weirdos that Kariza would be setting me up with, and I would still think that mind shattering orgasms were a thing for smutty fairy tales…

Now I know how good sex can feel.

Now I know how good love can feel.

With Leto by my side, I can take on the world. My wounds have healed up nicely, thank goodness. There are some permanent marks on my arms and shoulders, but Leto proudly calls them my ‘battle scars’. And I suppose he’s right.

With my legs still trembling I turn around, so that I am now snuggling Leto’s broad chest. He wraps his arms around me protectively, kissing me on the nose.

After out talk with the two other Chosen couples he booked us a room on top of the Trade Ports, and to be honest, we haven’t left it much since.

The ceiling is entirely made out of glass, and we can enjoy the sight of the universe passing us by, the beautiful planet of New Exon drifting by once a day. However, I must say that I’ve been enjoying Leto’s purple body most of all.

“Sorry I haven’t made you cum yet,” I say, the aftershocks of my orgasm still making my toes curl every now and again. “Give me a minute.”

“There’s no rush, my mate,” he says. “We have all the time in the world.”

I know that’s not true. I know SINTRA is out there, plotting our demise. We have won this battle, but the war is still undecided.

However, for as long peace is granted to us…

I’m going to savor every single second of my time with Leto.

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