Arvus and Molun shook their heads.
“Oh.”
He wanted to ask if that meant he was special, but he wasn’t quite sure he was ready for the answer. Maybe it only meant that he was really good at sex and they weren’t bored yet. Or… or were they not having the conversation that Trill hoped they were having?
“Do… doyouwant to have sex with other people?” he asked. “Because I can… I don’t mean to get in the way.”
Molun made a face. “No.”
Arvus was shaking his head. “This has never happened to us before. We’ve always picked up other people, usually just for a night, maybe for a couple of nights. But that’s it.”
“That’s it?” Trill repeated.
“We had friends that we used to put on shows for occasionally,” Molun added. “That was fun. But we weren’t having sex with one another, and they were definitely their own committed couple.”
“Oh,” Trill said again. “Do you want to do that?”
Trill didn’t mind putting on shows, although he’d liked it better when he could feed during them.
Arvus smiled softly. “We would enjoy any show you might want to treat us to, but what we’re trying to say is that we’re enjoying you more than we thought we would.”
Molun elbowed Arvus. “That sounds terrible.”
Arvus made a face. “That came out all wrong. I apologize. You’ve come to mean more to us than we expected you would.”
Molun winced. “Is that better?”
But Trill laughed. It sounded like they were saying they wanted to domorewith him, and he was delighted by that possibility.
There was just his one small, utterly fatal flaw that could ruin everything. But he wasn’t going to think about it right now.
“Are you trying to tell me that you like me?” Trill asked.
Molun laughed, and Arvus nodded.
“We’re definitely trying to tell you that we like you,” Molun said, grinning.
Arvus continued, “And if you’re interested, we’d like very much to see where this could go.”
Had Trill told Yannoma that he was being pretty smart? That he was staying safe?
It was a lie.
Every word of it was a lie, because Trill said immediately, “I’d really like that.”
He didn’t know how to give this up. Hewantedmore, and so he was trying to get more, even as he could hear Yannoma inhis head telling him that it was his funeral. He had a sneaking suspicion that maybe it really would be this time.
But the thing was, Trill had never felt for anyone what he felt for these two. He could play it safe, and he might live longer if he did. But would he be happier?
So… he was taking a calculated risk. (That was another lie. There was really no calculation.) But he was sure it was worth it for the way that it made Molun smile, for the way that Arvus pulled the two of them into a messy, three-way kiss that had too many lips and too much tongue and really, too much smiling for it to be a very effective kiss, but Trilllovedit.
At least for now, he got to keep them, and he got to keep healing Molun—and just at the moment, he got to kneel between their legs and suck Molun off while Molun sat on Arvus’s cock. Once Molun came down his throat, they bent Trill over Molun’s lap and the arm of the chair. Molun lazily kissed him while Arvus used his mouth and fingers on Trill’s hole, making him gasp and moan and cry out until he came messily all over Molun. Then Arvus spread him open again and fucked him because he’d had time to recover, and Molun was hard again, too, and Trill told him eagerly, “My mouth, please.”
These two wereperfect, insatiable and kind and caring. They made him want them so much, made him want to soak up all that desire, which was so much better than any of the energy he’d pulled from people dancing. Yannoma said it tasted different, residual energy versus energy that she’d made someone climax. Trill had noticed the relative strength but otherwise hadn’t ever felt he was as discerning—until now.
He didn’t know how anyone else was ever going to compare—but that was a problem for the future. For now, he was going to enjoy every moment he had with them.
Chapter Sixteen
