A Twink-le in the Night: M/M Human/Karnakian.

I am not at all sorry for that pun.

M/M Human/Karnakian, twink, fearousal, anal.

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"[You are certain this is the right access tube?]” Yoi’irr’gi called forward as he crawled along the cramped (for him) engineering access corridor. 

Leo turned around to glance back at him, shoulder-length golden-blonde hair bouncing as he did so, to reply “Of course! I can read a map, you know.”

“[It is not the map I am worried about, it is the language.]”

Leo, who had been managed to walk through the tube without so much as ducking, stopped a few meters ahead of him. “This is it, junction . . . Well, the right junction.” 

Climate control had been malfunctioning for a better part of the day, and after the basic steps to remedy the problem had failed to solve it, Yoi’irr’gi - a member of the ship’s engineering team - and Leo had been sent in to fix the problem at the source. Yoi’irr’gi scrambled to catch up to Leo, grunting as he was finally able to stand upright - even if the space was a bit tight for the both of them. He craned his raptor-like neck up and backwards, a series of deep *pop*s cascading from his body.  

The young human shuddered slightly at the mere size of his partner; he’d forgotten for a moment how big his hosts were. Being in this confined space with him only served to exaggerate the difference in stature and mass, and it didn’t help that his current partner was… reminiscent of a Jurassic park dinosaur. Just a slightly more fluffy and sapphire blue one.

Leo turned toward the wall, pulling away one of the access panels. “So, in theory, the failed control conduit should be somewhere inside h-” he turned around to face his partner again, who was watching him intently, only to realize that at this level he was at the perfect height for-

. . . He shuddered again, and nearly dropped his toolkit. “[You were saying?]”

“Huh? Right! The failure should be . . . just in here,” Leo replied, shaking his head clear of unclean thoughts as he reached forward into the open access hatch. He reached inside first with one arm, then with both, as he tried to get his bearings inside the opening. There were a series of pipes and conduits that ran back and forth, up and down in a complex lattice of circuitry and chemical exchange, and he had to find the right one. “Yoga, could you hand me the ED-wrench?” 

He suddenly felt a massive, clawed hand on his back, causing him to shoot up - knocking his head rather hard against one of the lateral pipes as he did so. 

“Owwwhhh~” Leo groaned as he curled up slightly, cradling his arms around his head. 

“[Leo, you alright? I thought I heard a hollow ‘bang’… here’s the wrench, though.]” 

Leo became acutely aware of something hard and cold pressing into his cheek. He shuddered again, before releasing his head to grab the oversized tool’s handle. 

“Fine, I’m fine,” he mumbled, too embarrassed to admit that he hit his head and thrust the wrench forward. It locked onto the conduit in question, and a small yellow light toward the end lit up, signifying the conduit had been discharged so that it could be disconnected. Leo tugged the wrench to the side to disconnect the faulty segment of conduit. As he reached out to pull the segment up and out of the conduit, the lights behind him suddenly shut off. 

“[Leo?]”

“Uhm . . . I can fix it, just lemme . . .” He fumbled with the length of conduit nervously, dropping his wrench in the process. It clattered as it fell deeper into the access hatch.

“[Leo!]” Yoi’irr’gi growled softly from somewhere above him, startling him into bashing his head against the overhead conduit again. 

“Owwwwww!” This time, Leo withdrew himself from the hatch, falling backward into a nest of feathers which caused him to jump up suddenly and turn around. The junction was black at pitch, and he could hardly see his hand in front of his face. 

“W-Why haven’t the emergency lights come on?”

 “[I do not know. Perhaps . . .]” Yoi’irr’gi reached up to something above him, and Leo could hear the clatter of metal as he removed one of the access panels in the ceiling. A soft, metallic click, and the light flickered on above them - followed shortly by the hydraulic hiss as bulkheads closed over the tubes on either side of the junction. Leo could hear the click a few more times, but nothing else happened. 

“[It seems we have disabled the manual override of this junction. Perhaps if we finish the repairs, it will release the bulkheads and allow us to exit.]” Leo, not sure what else to do, nodded. His heart was pounding in his chest, a result of being trapped in this confined room with this massive predator. He tucked his head back into the access hatch, replacement conduit in hand, only to realize he had dropped the wrench deeper inside the ship. 

“C-could you help me, Yoga?”
 

“[Of course, Leo.]”

Leo could feel the massive body of Yoi’irr’gi press up against his back as he reached in through the opening in the wall and down into the nest of piping to retrieve the lost tool. As the heat, the pressure, against his back grew Leo could feel a familiar firmness growing in his groin. He shuddered again, though this time it was not entirely out of fear. Only mostly. 

Before too long, he could feel the tool being pressed into his hand once again. The weight on his back lifted, allowing him to slot in the replacement before tightening the bolts holding it. The yellow light atop the wrench went off as the conduit was charged once more. 

“That should do it,” Leo stated as he pulled himself back out, replacing the hatch - and keeping himself faced away from his partner to hide his growing arousal. He glanced down to his side, staring uncertainly at the massive talons resting against the floor just behind him. 

“[The bulkheads have not reopened, nor has normal lighting resumed. Whatever the malfunction, it is not something we will be able to repair from within here. Hopefully it will not take the others long to fix it.]”

“A-assuming they know it’s happened.”

“[How could they not?]”

 It was about then that Leo realized it was quickly becoming hot - unbearably so - within the relatively small, crowded metal box they were trapped in.

“I suppose we wait, then,” he replied uncertainly, “hopefully it happens before I broil.”

 “[Remove your bodysuit.]”

 “W-what?” Leo’s heart jumped in his chest as he nearly stumbled in the process of getting up, narrowing avoiding falling flat on his face.

“[Your jumpsuit has been designed specifically to retain heat in the case of systemic heat loss and-or explosive decompression. If you remove it, you will not overheat - at least not as quickly as you might while wearing it.]”

“B-but I . . . it would be improper!” Leo replied, cheeks turning a deep shade of scarlet as he further curled himself up to hide his burning, intense arousal.

“[Why not? It is only the two of us here, and excessive heat is particularly dangerous to your species.]”

“W-well, I still don’t, it’s . . . it’d be embarrassing,” Leo replied, voice shaky as he couldn’t quite manage to meet Yoi’irr’gi’s eyes. 

“[Because you are aroused?]”

“How-”

“[The change in your soullight. I first noticed it-]”

“When you p-pressed against me.”

“[Indeed. Now, let’s get you out of that suit.]”

Leo kept still as a massive, clawed hand tugged at his suit, gently grazing his skin as it was tugged down. It only served to send even more blood rushing away from his brain and toward the bulge in his suit - that is, until it popped free, hanging lewdly between the massive, scaled, clawed fingers of Yoi’irr’gi. 

He paused, looking first between his fingers, then at Leo’s face, his crest having risen. “[It is rather adorable,]” Yoi’irr’gi teased as it came to rest between his digits. Leo was too embarrassed to reply, hiding his face with his arms as the massive alien admired him. Yoi’irr’gi continued pulling Leo’s bodysuit off, before dropping it on the floor in a pile. 

“[I have noticed the way you look at me, as well as some of the others… Now I understand.]” His pale skin was now exposed, his lithe body cradled by Yoi’irr’gi’s massive scaled, feathered arm. As Yoi’irr’gi set him down, Leo realized that his crest wasn’t the only thing that had . . . grown. The bulge in his jumpsuit was massive, and immediately obvious as Leo’s eyes locked onto it. 

“[You are not the only one with such thoughts.]”

“R-really?” His heart jumped again.

“[It will be some time before they repair the malfunction.]”

“H-How do you know that?”

Yoi’irr’gi grinned - perhaps a harmless gesture to others of his kin, but to Leo it was an impressive feral display of a row of sharp, predatory teeth. He swallowed hard, though whatever thoughts were going on in his head were no match for heat growing in his loins. 

He made a clumsy attempt to take a step backward, stumbling over himself in the process. He never hit the ground, however - Yoi’irr’gi’s lightning-quick reaction was enough to wrap him in his feathered arms and save him from the cold alloy floor. To Leo it was terrifying, a flurry of bright plumage, sharp claws and teeth. 

Terrifying, and for some reason he wasn’t aware, all the more arousing. He could feel a drip of pre drool down his shaft as it twitched involuntarily in the admittedly hot, dry air of the maintenance junction. 

“[Careful, little one. I will… try to make this easy for you.]” 

Setting Leo down, he began to strip off his own suit. It slid away easily, and with a quick shake his matted feathers were fluffed, making him seem somehow even larger. It was in that moment Leo became acutely aware of the massive member dangling between Yoi’irr’gi’s legs, quickly stiffening in the air. A thick glob of Yoga’s own precum drooled from the tip, leaving a thin trail behind it as it slowly dripped down and onto the floor of the junction, landing just between Leo’s inadvertently spread legs.

“[Shall we begin?]”

Leo could do nothing else but nod softly.

“[…Stretching you will take some time, though.]”

“S-stretching?”

Before Leo could protest further, Yoi’irr’gi was upon him, clawed hands lifting him by the waist bodily, so that his legs were splayed out to either side, dangling in the air as only his shoulders came to rest against the warm metal floor. 

“W-wait, not even f-foreplaaaaaaah~.” His last syllable was stretched to a loud, long moan as Yoi’irr’gi ran his tool up between his cheeks and up along the underside of his own shaft, leaving a trail of lubrication across his skin.

“|This is foreplay.|”

“Have you d-done this before?!”

Any further protests were cut off by the sensation of Yoi’irr’gi’s tapered tool dragging across his puckered star. A warm tingle spread through his flesh this time, causing his pert, pink holy to twitch involuntarily. Leo took a short, halting breath as he felt the massive shaft’s tip press inside him. It was hot, and as he felt another strange, tingling surge he could feel himself loosen up ever so slightly more - but not before clamping down firm on the invading member. Leo let out a breathy, long moan as another quick thrust pushed it in deeper. 

The tingling reached deeper inside him as well, finally connecting with the small, firm bulb in his core that had brought him so much pleasure in his own experiments prior. A bolt of the warm, tingling energy spread throughout the tool, and almost directly into his prostate. The sensation was too much, and his own member twitched as he let out a cry, a blast of thin, wet seed flowing forth from within him and splattering across his face.

“[To think you could somehow look cuter, Leo,]” the massive raptor teased, adjusting his grip around the small male’s waist. Leo’s blush turned from rosy to blood-red, broken up only by the white fluid which now streaked down his cheek. If he was not so occupied with keeping himself balanced he might have tried to wipe some of it away. As it were, however, he was helpless to Yoi’irr’gi’s intentions - and for some reason, that excited him more than anything else. He felt himself twitch again, and the resulting seed began running down his abdomen.

“I-it feels so biiig~,” Leo mewled passionately.

“[That is only the tip. Now begins the stretching.]”

“Stre-aaaah~!” Another tingle of energy as Yoi’irr’gi began thrusting himself forward, deeper, pressing Leo’s head and shoulders into the floor. He began thrusting in short quick strokes, each one accompanied by a slight jolt of energy, and each digging his tool deeper inside Leo’s taut, warm rear. 

It was all he could do to keep himself from folding in half under the intense lovemaking of his Karnakian partner, arms flat out on either side of him, pressing against the decking to do his best to support his weight - and then some. Leo’s arousal hadn’t flagged for even a moment despite his early climax, and the view from below was his own malehood bouncing rather lewdly as a simply massive pillar of raptorial flesh slowly disappearing inside of him. 

The bulge in his abdomen appeared by degrees, so slight he didn’t realize it at first, but as Yoi’irr’gi stretched him further, it grew until even his lust-addled brain found it difficult to believe. He let his arms slip from their duty at supporting him to place his hands on the growing mound, eyes widening as he could feel the pulse of the massive member inside him through his own flesh. It was about then that another gentle jolt hit him, and he felt himself climaxing for a second time, crying out again as another rope of seed exploded from within him. The result was a sputtering cough as he nearly inhaled it. 

The taste was . . . salty, though otherwise unremarkable. He’d be loathe to admit it, but this wasn’t the first time he’d tasted himself, and while he had experimented with his diet while he was on Earth it wasn’t exactly a luxury that he could afford presently. Not that his mind was quite focused enough at the moment to reminisce on anything other than the sensation of fullness beyond anything he could have ever imagined.

Yoi’irr’gi’s pumping thrusts were becoming quicker, more sporadic, before finally with a sonorous roar he unloaded inside Leo. He wrapped his claws around Leo’s thighs, pulling himself as deep inside the lithe boy’s frame as was humanly possible - for Leo, that is. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt the adorable human, after all. Leo could feel the intense warmth growing inside him as Yoi’irr’gi dumped all of his pent-up frustration into him - in addition to approximately a liter of cum. 

Yoi’irr’gi drew himself back out again, letting Leo collapse onto the floor, gaping hole drooling with his seed. Leo’s chest was heaving, his breath short, his eyes rolled back in his head for the moment. 

“[You are an excellent companion, little one,]” Yoi’irr’gi stated as he brought himself down to his level, running his tongue up along Leo’s body. It slid up his stomach and across his chest, cleaning up the trail of mixed sexual fluids as it went. 

“[You taste wonderful, Leo,]” he growled in his ear. Before he could reply, Yoi’irr’gi had already turned around, positioning his lubricated, cum-slicked shaft just above Leo’s head. 

“D-don’t . . . stretch like that,” he managed to murmur as Yoi’irr’gi began lowering himself down. 

“[Just lick.]” 

Leo nodded, lapping at it obediently as the excess flesh flopped half-erect against his cheek, further coating his face with mixed arousal. He lacked the higher thought to do anything other than lap at the massive slab of masculinity that lay across his face, nor the range of vision to see as Yoi’irr’gi craned his neck down between his legs. 

The next sensation Leo felt was that of a tongue pressing into the gaped, drooling hole that was once a taut, puckered star of flesh. Even this thick, muscular length reached further inside than Leo could even manage on his own, and the sensation was simply wonderful - so much so that he almost forgot his one job. A twitch of Yoi’irr’gi’s tool gave him a firm reminder, and he resumed licking - inbetween lilting, impassioned moans.

Yoi’irr’gi’s tongue began to lash and wriggle more wildly, and Leo could feel another climax approaching at an alarming rate. His breathing began to shorten again, and his lapping at the massive member pressed against his face became more frequent as well as less coordinated. Within moments, his toes were curling again, and his eyes rolled back in his head as another blast of seed painted his abdomen. 

Yoi’irr’gi followed soon after, his mashing of his own member against Leo’s face apparently pleasurable enough to draw out a climax from himself. Another thick, potent, musky flood of cum flowed forth from within him, painting Leo’s chest and abdomen white, as well as the flooring around it. 

“[Your tongue is surprisingly muscular for its size,]” Yoi’irr’gi commented idly as he withdrew his own tongue from within Leo. 

“Y-you too,” Leo managed to stutter as he rolled over into the pool of fluids that had collected around him. He wasn’t going to be sitting for a long time, he was certain of it, though it only registered somewhere deep inside his subconscious as he curled up and quickly drifted off to an exhausted, fitful sleep.

When he next awoke he found that he was back in his own quarters, tucked into his bed. No trace of the mess that he had remembered falling asleep in was left, and he wondered to himself if it had been a strange, though pleasant, dream. Sitting up, however, resolved him of any notion that it was anything other than true, however, as he nearly yelped with how sore he found himself to be down there. 

Settling back down, he curled his legs up to his chest again. He wondered if he could get something from medical for his poor butt, though he realized he could never explain what actually happened. Not out of any fear of regulation or punishment - it’d just be too embarrassing for him. As he looked up toward the stand next to his bunk, he noticed a glass of water, and what appeared to be a capsule of pills. Next to it, a note. 

“[Perhaps with more stretching, you will not need these next time.]” 

Next time, Leo thought to himself as he took the medication in hand. He was going to have to start practicing again.