#General Velal x Reader

[deepspacedukat]

Easing The Way

This is a spiritual successor to my fic “Appointment” from last year’s Kinktober. You don’t need to have read that one to understand this fic, but in my mind, this is a continuation. Anyway, Velal gives me dirty, nasty thoughts and some of them came out in this fic, so...enjoy! 😇

Also, yes, this is a little late for tonight’s SoC fic, but hey, better late than never, right? I tried to have this out before it turned midnight, but this evening got super busy, so...here we are.

Day 15: Come As Lube

SoC prompt list here. SoC Masterlist here. Cross-posted to AO3 here.

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General Velal (ST:DS9) x Reader

[A/N: This is smut, so 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!!!]

Warnings: Interspecies sex, Human/Romulan sex, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), dirty talk, come as lube, begging, restraints, gags, orgasm delay, one (1) spanking, established relationship, Dom!Velal, sub!Reader.

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“That’s it, relax for me. Let me take care of you,” the General murmured as his hands worked their way down my torso. If my wrists hadn’t been cuffed to the headboard, I’d have grabbed his arms or tried to caress his fingers the way I knew he liked.

As it was, though, I couldn’t move a muscle. The handcuffs matched the black restraint strap that was securely fastened across my hips, holding them against the bed. He’d left my legs free so that he could manipulate my position as he saw fit - I was completely at my lover’s mercy.

But that was just how we both liked it. By the time Velal’s large, callused, grasping fingers spread my thighs, I was already a mess. Whimpering around the gag in my mouth, I tried to plead with my eyes. His gaze met mine, and I knew that he understood me perfectly despite no actual words having been exchanged.

“Such an obedient little soldier...You earned that commendation fair and square, didn’t you?” He probed as his fingers spread my lower lips and brushed lightly over my clit. “As the first Starfleet officer to serve on a Romulan ship during a battle, you had great courage. My brave little mate...”

The pads of his first two digits circled my entrance at a sadistically slow pace, applying just enough pressure to make me try to roll my hips. The restraint stopped me, of course, but that didn’t keep me from whining in protest around the gag in my mouth.

“Patience. You’ll have me,” Velal crooned as he made a show of pulling his length from his trousers and stroking himself while he teased me. “I have to make sure there’s enough slick here first.”

Kneeling at the end of the bed and lifting my legs over his shoulders, the General inhaled my scent in a deep breath that transformed into a rumbling, groaning exhale against the inside of my thigh.

In the low lighting of our quarters back on Deep Space Nine, my heavy breaths seemed almost too loud...too desperate...too much.

“Silence those fears. You’re exactly as I desire you, e’lev.” I nodded my head in response to his emphatic order, trying to remain in the moment. The General made that a much easier task than it ought to have been. His tongue flattened and licked a wide stripe between my legs, swirling around my clit. My head dropped back against the pillows in pleasure when my lover growled against my most sensitive skin.

The distinct sound of skin on skin washed over my ears. He was touching himself while he was eating me out. Damn the man, he knew what that did to me. Sure enough, I felt myself growing damper under his patient, skillful ministrations, but all my mate did was smile against me and add a bit more urgency to his movements.

“I’ll have you screaming so loudly that the whole station will know just how thoroughly we’re celebrating your accomplishment,” Velal promised. Instead of allowing me to tip over the edge, though, he stood, shucking off the last of his clothing and rubbing his length rapidly. “Romulans reward success richly, but first I think you need to be even wetter to take me. Let me–ah! Let me help you...”

He trailed off with a loud groan as he aimed his lok between my legs. Hot spurts of his seed splattered across my folds, and soon his fingers were trailing through his spunk.

“You look so beautiful like this,” he murmured scooping up a bit of his spend and spreading it over his lok. His tip was a deep, angry shade of green beneath the pearlescent layer of his come, which shone obscenely in his grasp. He was already hard and ready to continue. Romulan refractory periods really were a wonder!

Whimpering around the gag, I hooked my leg over his hip, trying to pull him closer, to convince him to fuck me sooner. I’d been so terribly close to an orgasm before, and I was desperate to continue after it had been snatched away. All I got for my trouble, though, was a swift swat to the backside.

“Naughty girl. I suppose I’ve only myself to blame. I have kept you waiting for far too long for your reward, haven’t I?” Velal mused stepping closer and finally pressing his lok against my entrance. Slowly, steadily, he thrust forward, pushing more of his seed inside me with a filthy squelching sound. A rough, raspy moan tore from his throat when he bottomed out within me, echoed by my own near-sob. His hands gripped my thighs hard as quiet oaths spilled from his lips in his native language.

I knew exactly how he felt. Channeling his thoughts and emotions through his bruising grip, the General gave me a hungry stare as he bucked his hips. I arched as much as I could in my restraints, trying to beg him to give me everything - he knew my limits and exactly how far he could push them. As he set a rough pace, he gathered my ankles in one hand and draped them across his torso, grazing my calf muscles with his teeth.

He’d give me everything, alright. He would never refuse his mate when it came to matters of the heart...or the libido.

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