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to his own ears.
    “Fuck yes.” Faolan sighed.
    Without any further encouragement, Gar swiped his tongue across the broad head of the other man’s shaft. Faolan’s hands pulled at his hair to encourage him closer.
    “My ship, my rules,” he muttered, knowing it would further frustrate Faolan.
    “Who knew you were a cock tease, hunter.”
    “Don’t play with fire unless you’re willing to get burned.”
    Before Faolan could retort, Gar sucked his cock hard, taking most of it into his mouth and down his throat. The captain’s loud moan was reward enough, but added to the sweet taste of the pirate’s skin and pre-cum in his mouth, it was enough to drive Gar over the edge. Unable to stop himself, he reached down to stroke himself through his pants as he devoured Faolan, taking as much as he could. The velvet smoothness of the other man’s balls and shaft was unlike anything he’d experienced before. This was different from the sex he’d had in the past—whether from the drug or simply due to the overwhelming presence of the captain himself, Gar felt himself falling toward total abandon. Gar ran his tongue across every inch of skin he could find, memorizing the scent and taste, ignoring the stir of feelings deep inside his chest.
    “Dear fucking Gods,” Faolan hissed. Gar felt the tug on his head as he felt Faolan’s cock twitched against his tongue. “I’m going to come.”
    The pirate’s voice was heavy with desire, bordering on desperate. A shiver passed down Gar’s spine, knowing they both needed this release in order for things to return some semblance of normalcy. With a smile, he pulled off Faolan’s cock with a pop, squeezing the base of his shaft to prevent his release. The captain groaned loudly and thumped his head back against the sofa cushion.
    “Coming is a bad thing,” Gar said, placing a kiss against Faolan’s flat stomach. “Bad, bad.”
    “No, no it really isn’t. Teasing is.”
    “Who’s teasing?”
    “You are.”
    “So sucking your cock is teasing?”
    “When you stop seconds before I blow in your mouth and still refuse to fuck me? Yes.”
    Gar gripped Faolan’s cock and squeezed as hard as he could, dragging a groan from the pirate. Rising to his knees, he slowly undid his pants, enjoying the way Faolan’s eyes hungrily encouraged him on.
    “Take it off for me, hunter.”
    “You don’t deserve it, pirate.”
    “Then make me earn it.”
    The cool air kissed the top of Gar’s cock as it finally sprang free from his pants. Before he could stop him, Faolan’s hands were pushing the material down over his hips, exposing him completely. What Gar hadn’t expected was for Faolan’s hand to curl around the base of his cock, the pressure a sweet promise of his impending release.
    Looking into the other man’s eyes, Gar was surprised by the depth of desire he saw reflected there. The captain could fuck any man, woman or alien he wanted. But at that moment, every ounce of his passion was directed toward Gar—the effect was damn near blinding. Gar felt like the only man in the universe who could give Faolan what he wanted.
    Biting his bottom lip, Gar looked into his new lover’s face. His control threatened to break again. He stiffened, leaning over Faolan to look him in the eye.
    “Suck me.”
    The captain’s groan told Gar he had the other man where he wanted him. Not wanting to let Faolan get on top, Gar shifted forward but still forced the pirate to slide across the couch in order to wrap his lips around Gar’s swollen shaft.
    Pure heaven. The heat from Faolan’s mouth enveloped him as the captain played with Gar’s balls. The contact sent shivers of pleasure coursing through his body, setting his skin on fire, making it sensitive to the air and heat around him. When Faolan ran his tongue from the base of Gar’s balls to the tip of his cock, he couldn’t help but moan and drive his fingers into Faolan’s soft brown hair.
    “Your mouth is wicked,” Gar breathed