Visions of Caladan
#2 of TWOC
Edits, critics, and comments welcome
Anise. Blackness.
Caladan amongst the stars is a sapphire sphere. Paradise. In the pitch black, dotted by pinpricks of light, the mountains, valleys, and forest barely stain it's cerulean surface. In the distance, Delta Pavonis illuminates the diurnal hemisphere in its golden light casting a pleasant glow on the planet. Luther notes as he stares at his relegate home.
Taolie takes the curve of Luther's muzzle in hand and softly pecks at it. " You'll drive yourself sick, starring at that thing, I should know I am your doctor." Li said as he spoke to Luther. Luther stared at the ravai, between his beautiful strong horns, burned past his short sable fur, onto his ebony skin is a branding of a diamond. A suk, loyalty incarnate, his doctor Li Taolie. "I've never known a doctor take such vain fixation on his patients sight seeing endeavors." Luther quipped back. "I believe you;ve 'known' me very well." Li stated as matter-of-fact. "That I have." Luther said simultaneously planting a warm sensual kiss on Li's snout and taking the tuft of Li's ropey tale to play with.
Li maeverled at Luther's obsidian face as it gave way to cascade of ash laden snow drifting down the winters sky that rapped around his shoulders only to pool into ebony lakes at the small of his back. Rivers of blackness birthed by those strange lakes ruched down Luther's legs and tail subsiding only at Luther's paws. Taolie dipped his hands into the darkness that pooled at Luther's back feeling the strands of satin fur that lay there. With strong well muscled arms, accustom to tilling land and harvesting grain and fruit alike, Li brought Luther's tall lithe figure close to his own. Kissing him more deeply still and tasting the foreign scent of meat on Luther's breath.
Cutting the embrace short Luther licks at Li's lips tauntingly. Playfully nipping at Li's diamond shaped ear just bellow where Taolie's proud horns begin to curve upwards. Lowering his muzzle to nuzzle at Li's broad neck Luther inhales deeply at the place Taolie perfumed himself. Li enjoys the oil from the roots of the vetiver. Still his hunter's sense smells an odd combination like a fox in mid flee and like a lion in mid pounce. Becoming entranced with overwhelming arousal Luther dips bellow Li's neck and stops halfway down Li's chest. Rubbing his lips against the coarse well groomed fur that lay there he nurses on Li's right nub of a teat.
Gasping Li reclined against the lounge in Luther's cabin, arranging himself to give better access to his lovers attention and to release some strain from his rising passion*1. From his view point Taolie could see Luther's lust*1 plainly. Planting his hands over each of Luther's slim gluts*2 he cupped each cheek*2 and brought him up to straddle the firm muscles of his core. Holding onto Luther possessively Li takes his coarse tongue and begin to savor the flesh of Luther's member. Breathing onto the wetness, he left over Luther, he forces Luther to shiver. Taking Luther into his maw Li devoured his prey with gusto. Wrapping his dextrose tongue over Luther's shaft and knot, pressing his lips firmly against the base.
Luther in turn freeing himself from Li's hold turned abdomen against abdomen. In clawed hand Luther carefully griped at Li and began to stroke and kiss at Taolie burning penis*2. It leaked and flowed with a sweet, salty and perfumed melange. The taste and scent was so familiar but eerily new. Luther brings his head down on the cane, licking and sucking. His beloved stranger, feeling the hunger beneath him Luther shakes with anticipation. Moaning loudly around Li's member, Luther feels at the same time at home and lost. Finally as Li begins his release, Luther is pushed far off the edge of his own abyss and remembers his first vision, that he is having a vision.
Standing abruptly Luther slams the intercom: "Attention crew of the SMS Weltadler we will be under attack the emperors jihadest will be attacking us in 30 minuets. Nehal , Iori report to my corridor immediately." While he makes his address Luther's once brown eyes trace for a box contain melange pills trying to keep the vision crisp in his mind, but as soon as it had come it was gone. His eyes awash in Caladan's cerulean blue.
*1 read massive boner
*2 For god's sake someone give me a better word for this