Border Station Five: Anger & Relief

Beep beep beep.

Beep beep beep.

Opening his eyes, John found himself lying on top of Milsi. The Quartermaster was holding him tightly against her body, and as he tried to free himself, John realised his head was between her enormous breasts. All he could smell was Milsi's musk. The warm smell of berries filled his head as he breathed in.

Beep beep beep.

Beep beep beep.

"Did you say something?" Milsi asked. Looking up, John noticed that the bright glow from her mouth and eyes had gone. Instead, the vibrant yellow was now subtle and easily missed.

"If I were back at home, then it would be my alarm," John replied, "however, we're not," he said. Milsi let go of John as she sat up, and he tried to free his head from between her breasts.

"Sorry," Milsi said as she freed John's head, "I have never slept with someone who generates so much heat. Your body reminds me of a nest warmer," she said.

Beep beep beep.

Beep beep beep.

"A living and breathing nest warmer, you mean?" John replied with a smile as he wiped some drool off his face. "Okay, that alarm is getting annoying now," he complained.

"I think it is coming from your pad," Milsi said as she pointed to where it lay nearby.

"Oh, I didn't know it had an alarm function," John replied as he got off Milsi.

He reached over to where it lay and unlocked it with his right thumb. John went to sit down, but Milsi pulled him into her lap and watched him find the alarm settings. She pushed her flat nose against the top of John's head and breathed in.

"You smell nice," Milsi said as she held him tighter.

"Thanks," John replied.

"Looks like you have received two messages while we slept," Milsi pointed as she breathed in again.

"Looks like I've got one from Mizta and the other is from Zoazhi," John said, "which one shall I open first?" he asked.

"Hmm, why did the Chief Engineer send you a message? Milsi asked as she started to nibble John's right earlobe.

"I'm not sure," he replied, opening the message and trying his best to ignore Milsi. Reading the message, John realised that Zoazhis had sent her preliminary report regarding his spaceship, Poseidon. Shifting between surprise, shock, and anger, John found himself unable to control his emotions. Picking up on his change in mood and the pheromones John gave off, Milsi stopped her nibbling.

"John, what is wrong?" Milsi asked as she nuzzled the nape of his neck.

"My ship, they've dismantled it," John replied. "How could they without even asking or telling me?" he asked, a note of anger in his voice.

"John, calm down," Milsi said. She hugged John tighter and tried to calm him by nuzzling again. "Continue reading the report. I am sure there is a reason for this," Milsi said, hoping that her affection would calm John.

"But, they didn't even ask," John complained as he tried to free himself from Milsi's grip. After a few attempts, he relaxed into Milsi's affectionate embrace.

"John, would you like me to show you a section of our laws?" Milsi asked. She adjusted her hold on him and then used her tail to retrieve her pad. Milsi flipped through a section on the pad and readied it for John to read.

"What do you mean?" he asked, looking up from his pad.

"Well," she replied and placed the pad on John's lap. "Read this and you will understand," Milsi said, watching him as he picked the pad up.

"Our races are completely different and yet legal documents are somehow identical," John pointed out as he scanned through the text. "From what I can understand, this law essentially says 'All vessels entering our space illegally are subject to seizure and dismantling," John said with a sigh.

"Now you understand," Milsi said and John nodded. She pulled him further up her torso so that his head appeared just above her chest. Thanks to the size of her breasts, John noted that they made a comfortable cushion and back support. "What does Doctor Mizta's message say?" Milsi asked.

"Let's see," John replied, tapping the message with his right index finger.

"Read it to me," Milsi asked as her tail coiled around his legs.

"The Doctor states that she has discovered why my groin has been aching since I woke up," John said.

"Your groin?" Milsi sounded confused, "why has your groin been aching?" she asked. John flinched as the tip of her tail stroked his balls.

"Milsi, that tickles," he said, swatting her tail away. "I thought you wanted to know what Mizta had found?" John complained.

"Sorry," Milsi replied as she nuzzled the nape of his neck again.

"So, as I was saying, Mizta believes the ache is caused by a lack of release," John said and then laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Milsi asked.

"I've got blue balls," John replied.

"Blue balls, what are those?" she asked, tilting her head to one side as John looked up at her.

"Oh yeah, you wouldn't understand," John said as felt his face go red.

"John, why has your face changed colour?" Milsi asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Because it's embarrassing," he admitted while sighing. "Mizta is telling me that I need to ejaculate for my groin to stop aching," John said.

"Oh," replied Milsi, "Ohhh," she smiled at John and held him close.

"I was thinking about going to the bathroom and coming back in a few minutes," John said as he looked into Milsi's eyes. "But, I suppose you want to help?" he queried.

Her response surprised John as Milsi took hold of his head and subjected him to what can only be described as a very sexual French kiss. He felt something warm and large push his lips apart and enter his mouth. John realised it was Milsi's tongue as it explored every inch. When the tip of her tongue brushed the back of his throat, John went to cough. Milsi sensed this and ended the kiss, with a string of saliva connecting them as she pulled away and smiled at John.

"Sorry," she said, "did you enjoy that?" Milsi asked.

"I did," John replied, "I don't think I've been kissed like that before," he said, and Milsi smiled again.

"How long do you think you can hold your breath?" she asked.

"Let's find out," replied John as he reached up to cup her cheek.

Milsi lowered her head and kissed John. She then shuddered as he gently stroked the edge of her hood. Pulling away from the kiss, Milsi smiled at John and gave him a look that reminded him of a predator targeting its prey. She then subjected John to another highly sexual French kiss. However, unlike last time, Milsi made sure not to touch the back of John's throat. After several minutes, he lurched as Milsi's right hand took hold of John's cock. Milsi moved her hand up and down, slowly at first, and then as the kiss continued, she increased the speed of her hand. Each time she sensed that he was close to orgasm, Milsi stopped. After the tenth time, John started to tap Milsi's arm.

"Are you trying to torture me?" he asked when Milsi released him from the kiss.

"I like teasing males," she replied, "are you saying you are not having fun?" Milsi asked with a smile.

"I didn't say that," replied John, "I just haven't been edged like this in a long time," he said.

"Edged?" Milsi said as she tilted her head to the left.

"What you're doing right now, it's called edging," John pointed out.

"Oh. Shall I finish you off?" she asked and laughed when John nodded.

Adjusting their position, Milsi positioned her head between John's legs and had them rest on her shoulders. Before John could say anything, Milsi hilted John's cock. Thanks to the edging, John came inside her mouth as soon as her blunt nose touched his abdomen. Milsi's mouth filled with cum in seconds, and as her tongue and throat massaged his cock, he came again. Swallowing, Milsi's throat muscles massaged John's cock. As she wrapped her long tongue around the shaft, she felt it bulge once more, and he came again. This time, John's toes curled, his thighs gripped Milsi's head, and he moaned louder than ever before.

Coming out of his high, John opened his eyes and found himself lying in Milsi's nest. As he looked around, John found her sitting nearby, pouring herself a drink. When she noticed that he was watching, Milsi smiled at him and offered John a cup.

"I think you will need this," she said as he took the cup and drank from it.

"Thanks," John replied. "Sorry if I choked you," he said.

"No need to apologise, and no, you did not choke me despite your size," Milsi replied with a wink, and John laughed.

"You're the first to say it isn't too big," he pointed out.

"Is it that so? Well, you will be glad to know that the average female Viper will enjoy its size," Milsi said with a mischievous smile.

"What now?" John asked.

"We go to bed," Milsi replied, "you and I have busy days tomorrow, and I doubt the Captain would appreciate it if you were too tired," she pointed out. Milsi smiled when she noticed John looking a bit upset, and so faster than he could see, the Quartermaster hurried into her nest, wrapping herself around John again.

"Woah," was all he could manage as Milsi pressed his head against her chest.

"Time to sleep," Misi said as John's head filled with the scent of her musk.