Service to the State: a literary seduction by Starlight Barque

Author:Starlight Barque [Barque, Starlight]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781948272216
Publisher: Carnation Books
Published: 2019-07-21T16:00:00+00:00

Majet is patient

Delivering quick blows to Gabriel’s back

And more intense hits to his ass

His thighs

His calves

Working his way back up to Gabriel’s opening

Drawing the strands across it

Letting them fall inside

Majet pulls back

Delivers a light blow

Between Gabriel's thighs

Grazing his balls

He cries out

Shaking uncontrollably-

A light on his terminal flashed and he realized he’d never dismissed the message notification.

Easy there, Galen. Nav is an alien. What does he know about Earth customs and dates? He just enjoys making you squirm. We’ll probably simply have dinner and discuss this week's book.

Oh, fuck. He’d chosen a romance novel, the first in a historical fiction series from the 20th century. As if the evening wouldn’t be awkward enough. Would it be too much like a date?

Should he make an excuse? Fabricate a medical emergency of some sort?

No, he decided. He was overthinking this. He wanted to go. It was far better than eating in an empty apartment. Which was, sadly, his usual routine.

Galen sent a quick message agreeing to dinner and went about his morning regimen, bustling about, tending to the errands and little chores that waited for a rare day off.

Concentrating on anything was impossible. Fantasies came unbidden all day long, and as the hours ticked by, he was practically teeming with anticipation.

But the closer it got to dinner, the more he started to panic.

With only half an hour to go, his room resembled the remnants of a house ravaged by hurricane-strength winds. His closet was empty and clothes were strewn on the bed, the table, the couch, even the floor. He idly wondered if he should prescribe himself a mild sedative.

His scrubs were out, of course. They were comfortable enough that he often donned them on his off time, but this was dinner. Proper etiquette would be to dress up a bit.

Something nice but casual. One of the silky shirts he’d snagged from a street vendor last week?

Nav likes this color on me. Does that matter?

Eventually he eyed a shirt that was cut a bit lower than his daily scrubs. Galen remembered that Milosians considered exposing the neck to be a bit scandalous.

Would Navojan notice? Probably. Do I want him to know I chose it for him?

Galen blushed as he realized the answer was a resounding yes.

The shirt he chose showed off his firm shoulders and he took care to let wisps of his auburn hair fall casually against his neck. The blue, flowing pants showed off his slender frame, soft rounded belly, and lean, tanned legs.

He looked good.

Galen buttoned the shirt, taking care to place the collar just right and eyed himself in the mirror with satisfaction.

There was a spring in his step as he made his way to Navojan’s apartment.

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