[In Heat follows my other stories on Literotica by 6-12 months.]
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Coll McDiarmid intended to relax and enjoy himself tonight. It was in his capacity as five times winner of the Sen-Tae and Sen-Gae Universal Championships that he had been invited to present the prizes at an award ceremony for martial arts visual entertainment.
A senior Underground officer who had been in the service for over twenty years, Commander Coll McDiarmid had accepted the invitation both as an opportunity to maintain his cover as a retired intergalactic athlete and to unwind away from the two demanding young trainees who had been occupying so much of his time and attention in recent months.
Tall and roughly handsome with sandy hair and compelling blue-green eyes, Coll talked and flirted easily with actors, directors and martial artists thoughout the pre-ceremony drinks. Perhaps he would pick up someone simple and unchallenging after the awards, the blonde actress talking to him now for instance. Or perhaps he would gather several like-minded men and women for a night of group pleasure in one of the luxurious hotels which Meressun, this planet's capital city, was famous for.
Sipping his drink, he imagined a tangle of soft female and firm male flesh writhing and moaning together without inhibition on a large silk-covered bed. Yes, tonight he wanted both the strength of another man in his arms and the soft wet pull of a woman's mouth and sex. He smiled across at a dark haired young man without breaking his overall focus on the blonde woman.
A familiar prickle then intruded on Coll's fantasy, making the hair on his neck stand. Someone was watching him and he quickly scanned the room.
Sweft Apollorida stood at the far end of the large auditorium, completely unexpectedly since she and Kestrem Forré were meant to be in the middle of eight weeks leave from their training programme. However, as a past Sen-Tae Universal Champion herself, her interest in the subject matter was natural enough. Perhaps she had a reason for being there.
Coll watched her disinterestedly shrug away the attempts of various young and not so young males to get her attention. Then, she looked straight at him again and Coll smiled, enjoying the excitement of connecting with her gaze. She had silver-grey eyes shot with slivers of blue ice and they were very intense tonight, even at this distance.
Her smooth light brown hair was fastened in a simple twist, leaving her pale neck bare and kissable above a half-open white collar. Coll imagined the pink pattern that rough kisses would leave on her throat and felt a corresponding tingle in his cock. Sweft loved to have her neck kissed while fucking.
Unlike all the other women in evening and cocktail gowns, Sweft wore a tailored female version of male evening dress. As was her habit in public, little of her skin was actually on show but the trouser suit followed her curves perfectly, accentuating the fact that she was female and easily one of the most attractive women in the room.
Coll already knew exactly what lay under the close-fitting fabric of Sweft's clothing and behind those sexy eyes. Her beauty, skill and intelligence together could make a man scream. He knew the soft roundness of her breasts, the tautness of the curve at her waist and hip, the humid welcome of her tight slit. He knew the sounds she made when she experienced pleasure, the expressions that crossed her face when she received a cock in her sex, the effects of orgasm on her whole body.
No one else in the room could match her vibrancy and interest for him. He would speak to Sweft tomorrow about the importance of taking her leave, maintaining her cover and keeping some distance from him. Tonight was already a lost cause.
"What brings you here, Sweft Apollorida?" he asked himself aloud and began to move towards her through the crowd, firmly brushing off any attempts to detain him in conversation.
Electric. There was no other word to describe Sweft's eyes tonight once Coll got closer to her. She had lined them in black and silver but it was the energy animating her than generated their electricity.
"You summoned me," he said as he pulled up opposite her.
"Yes," Sweft agreed, still looking at him, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of her pink mouth. Her hand reached out to touch one of his lapels, which was an intimate gesture in itself, and then took a handful of his shirt which was deliberately and delightfully inappropriate.
Coll looked down and raised an eyebrow.
"Walk with me," he ordered.
Putting an arm around her, he guided Sweft to a communication and monitoring blindspot behind one of the audioscreens at the back of the room. Out of the reach of broadcasting devices, she instantly pressed against him, her lips seeking and finding his, her hands feeling their way under his jacket. Sweft's skin was hot and transmitted something of the same electric quality as her eyes.
Coll slid his hand immediately now into the front of her trousers. He swore and laughed delightedly on encountering her aroused sex.
"You're on heat!" he observed in loud whisper, getting only a slight moan in response. Withdrawing his now-slippery fingers, Coll touched them to her lips and then his own.
A minute later they were running together down the stairs to the transport bay and into Coll's ship.
Once the door closed, they got no further than the stairs. Sweft's heat was contagious and Coll quickly ripped open her shirt and pulled down her trousers. No underwear.
"On heat," he said again, stroking her thighs. Sweft lay panting on the stairs half-naked as Coll knelt between her legs. Moving down a couple of stairs, he bent and buried his mouth in her hot wet sex. Sweft cried out and arched as his tongue and fingers probed deeply.
"Where's Kes?" Coll looked up for a moment. "He hasn't been inside you for days. I know his taste as well as yours."
"With Zester," she panted
"With Zester?" Coll lowered his face for a few moments more, kissing and licking skilfully and then looked up again. "You two haven't had a row have you?"
"One week every year with Zester." Sweft tried to explain, struggling to get the words out as Coll's tongue distracted her.
"Aha." Coll understood the terms of this agreement. While generally not bothered about Kestrem Forré's casual liaisons with both men and women, Sweft limited her boyfriend's only other long-term relationship to one week every year.
"Don't tell me any more now. Save it." Coll undid his trousers and took out his hard, ready cock. "You've come a long way tonight for hot sex tonight, Beautiful. Now relax and let your Captain give you what you need."
Sweft was more than ready to take his big penis. Her long involuntary moan as he pushed into her was a sound of pure pleasure.
Entering her tonight felt like completing a circuit, becoming a conduit for primal energies. Coll knew it wouldn't take long for either of them as he worked to set up a rhythm for his thrusts, kneeling between her legs with a hand cupping her bottom. Sweft's trousers were trapped beneath his knees pinning her ankles together as her thighs flexed to receive him. With his other hand he caressed her face, breasts and then clitoris and the moist pink flesh clinging to his penis.
Her cries rose quickly. "So hot, so ready," Coll whispered to her. A few more harder thrusts as he caressed her clitoris and she was there, coming and coming on his cock with sweet spasms of pleasure strong enough to trigger his own orgasm too. Drops of semen fell onto the steps as he withdrew from her body.
"Sweft," he murmured, kissing her hot mouth, then her even hotter, stickier lower lips, before standing and fixing his clothing. "I have an award to give in five minutes. You coming with me?"
Sweft was now sitting up and pulling off her disordered clothing with quick but deliberate movements, displaying her body to Coll's appreciative gaze and enjoying her own touch as she stripped.
"No." She stood and looked at him again with full awareness of her own beauty, sexuality and magnetism. "I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you, my Captain. Any broadcast would have to go out on the adult channels."
Their eyes met again with a new current of sexual electricity, hints of smiles, of deep hunger.
Sweft turned away and started walking up the stairs. Looking back over her shoulder she told him that she would be waiting in his bed.
"Best place for you," he growled, grinning, and then opened the door to leave.
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He re-entered the auditorium as the opening speaker was beginning to look flustered by his disappearance. Coll walked straight down the central walkway towards the stage, security parting at the front to let him through.
"And now to present the award for this year's Best Actor, the only man to win the Sen-Tae Universal Championships in five consecutive years, Coll McDiarmid."
