Chapter 31: In My Defence, He Started It! 2
Neve knelt on the hard cave floor. The rock felt cold under his knees. He looked up at Cael, who stood very still with his arms out a little. Cael’s yellow eyes were dark now, and watching everything. Neve reached out with both hands and touched the hard cock in front of him. It was warm and thick, and it twitched when his fingers touched it.
Neve opened his mouth and put the tip inside. It felt big on his tongue. He closed his lips around it and started to suck. The taste was salty and strong. He moved his head forward and took more of it into his mouth. His lips stretched around the shaft. He pulled back slowly and then pushed forward again. Each time, he went a little deeper.
Cael made a small sound above him. His hand stayed in Neve’s hair, but it did not push or pull. It just rested there. Neve kept sucking. He moved his tongue along the bottom of the cock as he bobbed his head. Saliva ran down his chin and dripped onto the floor. He did not stop. He sucked harder and moved faster. The cock filled his mouth each time he went down.
Neve thought about how this was very vulgar. He had never done something like this before. In his old life, he would never have knelt like this for anyone. But here he was in a cave with a beastman, and his mouth was full of cock. It felt strange and dirty, but he kept going. He wanted to help Cael. That was all.
Cael’s breathing got louder. His hips moved a little without meaning to. Neve held the base with one hand and kept sucking the rest. He swirled his tongue around the head each time he pulled back. Then he pushed down again until the tip touched the back of his throat. He gagged once but did not stop. He just slowed down for a moment and tried again.
The cock got even harder in his mouth. Neve could feel it pulsing on his tongue. He sucked faster now. His cheeks hollowed with each pull. Wet sounds filled the quiet cave. Slurp. Suck. Slurp. Neve’s tail wagged behind him the whole time. He did not know why. Was he excited because of this?
Cael’s fingers tightened a little in Neve’s hair. Not hard. Just enough to hold on. Neve looked up with his mouth still full. Cael’s face looked different. His jaw was tight, and his eyes were half closed. Neve thought Cael looked like he was trying very hard not to move. That made Neve suck even harder. He wanted to finish this as fast like he said. Five minutes. Maybe less.
Neve bobbed his head up and down in a steady rhythm. His hand stroked the part his mouth could not reach. The cock was slick with spit now. It slid more easily between his lips. Neve breathed through his nose and kept going. His jaw started to ache, but he ignored it. He focused on the sucking. In and out. In and out. The head bumped the back of his throat again and again.
"Hngg..."
Cael made another sound. It was low and rough. His legs shook a little. Neve knew it was close. He sucked harder and moved his tongue faster. He pressed the flat of his tongue against the underside and dragged it up each time he pulled back. Then he went down again. Deep.
The cock jerked in his mouth. Hot cum shot out. Neve felt it hit the back of his throat. He swallowed without thinking. More came. Thick and warm. It filled his mouth, and some leaked out the corner of his lips. He kept sucking through it. He did not pull away. He swallowed what he could and kept his lips tight around the shaft until the pulsing stopped.
Cael was still hard.
Neve pulled back just enough to breathe. Cum and spit dripped from his chin. He looked at the cock still standing stiff and ready. Cael had not softened at all.
"This is strange. Isn’t it supposed to go down?"
Cael covered himself with both hands. His cheeks flushed red.
"Maybe I should take care of it myself,"
"I already promised to help you, so I’ll finish what I started," Neve said and just opened his mouth again and took the cock back inside.
Cael pressed his palm on his face as he tilted his head. He started sucking once more. Slower this time at first. Then he built up the speed again. His tongue licked along the length. He sucked the head and then took more. The second time felt different. The cock was still sensitive from the first time. Cael’s hand in his hair trembled a little. Neve kept going anyway. He wanted to make sure it was done.
Neve moved his head in long strokes. Down until his lips touched his own hand at the base. Up until only the head stayed in his mouth. Then down again. He sucked with steady pressure. His cheeks pulled in each time. Spit ran down the shaft and over his fingers. The wet sounds were louder now.
Cael stayed quiet, but his breathing was heavy. Neve could hear it above him. He wondered what Cael was thinking. Probably nothing dirty. Cael was too innocent for that. Neve thought the same about himself. This was just helping. Nothing more. Even if it felt very vulgar to have a cock in his mouth like this.
Neve kept sucking. He used his hand to stroke while his mouth worked the top half. His tongue pressed and licked. He went faster when he felt the cock twitch again. He wanted to finish this, too. His knees hurt from the cave floor, but he stayed down. He did not get up.
The second time took longer. Neve did not mind. He focused on the motion. Suck. Lick. Stroke. Repeat. His mouth was warm and wet around the hard shaft. The cock filled it completely each time he went down. He gagged a few more times but kept trying to take it deep.
Cael’s hips moved forward once. Just a small thrust. Neve did not pull away. He let it happen and kept sucking. His hand stayed on the base. His lips stayed tight. He bobbed faster now. The cave was full of the sound of wet sucking.
Neve had never thought about how bold he had become. In his past life he would never do this. Now he was on his knees in a cave sucking a beastman’s cock. Twice. It felt unreal. But he did not stop. He wanted to help. That was the only reason.
The cock started to pulse again. Neve sucked harder. He moved his head quicker. His tongue worked the sensitive spot under the head. Hot cum filled his mouth a second time. He swallowed again. Some spilled out and ran down his chin. He kept his lips around the shaft until the last drop was out.
Then he pulled back slow. The cock was no longer hard as before and relieved flooded Neve’s face. He stayed on his knees looking at it. Spit and cum covered his lips and chin. His tail had stopped wagging. He was breathing hard through his nose.
’Thank goodness...’
His jaw ached in a specific way and his face was warm. Cael was looking down at him with an expression that had completely abandoned any resemblance to the usual nothing. His hand was still loosely in Neve’s hair.
The cave was very quiet.
"Does your mouth hurt?" Cael asked.
His voice had gone rough around the edges in a way that did not help Neve’s current situation at all.
He reached down and took Neve’s face in both hands. He tilted it up, checking with his eyes moving across Neve’s face, thumbs at his jaw testing gently.
Neve let him do it.
His eyes drifted up above Cael’s head without fully meaning to.
The number stopped him.
{Cael — 79%}
Neve stared at it.
Seventy nine? SEVENTY NINE???
It had been at fifty for days. He had watched it sit there, without moving, and now, he understood from the system’s that fifty was where it naturally capped... the ceiling of what Cael’s feelings alone could reach. The remaining fifty percent was the other side of the equation. His side.
’The favourability meter isn’t just measuring how much they love you,’ he had worked out. ’It’s the relationship from both directions. Fifty from them, fifty from you, and the number moves when both sides move.’
He had done something today. He had opened up to Cael, let him close in a way he hadn’t let anyone close in four years, and the number had jumped twenty nine points in less than a few hours.
Seventy nine percent.
He smiled.
"Are you alright?" Cael asked, still holding his face.
"I’m fine," Neve said.
"You’re smiling."
"People smile."
Cael looked at him for another moment with those eyes that never missed anything. Then he helped Neve to his feet carefully, hands steady at his arms, and Neve stood and adjusted his shorts and tried to look like a person who had everything under control.
He cleared his throat.
"The tiger tribe arrives tomorrow," he said.
"Yes." Cael was retying the belt on his wrapper with the calm of someone whose hands knew what they were doing even when the rest of him was still recalibrating. "My father has been coordinating the building. The space will be ready by morning."
"Good." Neve looked at the kitchen. "Go. I’ll make dinner and finish the last of the roasting."
"I can stay—"
"You’ve been hunting since dawn and digging rooms. Go show off your new clothes to whoever is going to appreciate them." Neve turned toward the kitchen. "I’ll have food ready when you’re back."
Cael crossed to him and pressed his lips to Neve’s forehead.
Neve went very still.
"I’ll be back before dark," Cael said, and left.
Neve stood in the kitchen entrance and listened to his footsteps fade.
Then he pressed the back of his hand to his forehead where Cael had kissed it.
And suddenly, he checked the stockpile mission without looking directly at it.
{Stockpile Mission: 90/100%}
"Ten percent," he said. "Just ten. I’ll have to hurry up and finish the mission then."
He tied his hair back and got to work.