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AU - Go See The Captain
🕑 Added 2024-08-14 20:02:04 +0000 UTCWell this was suggested and didn't leave my mind alone until I did something with it. A brief alternate universe take where Ateri is gay, and does not feel the need to keep his rampant sexual needs under wraps. And yes I do know how silly that sounds but I hope you have fun with it anyway. Comments appreciated!
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Cadet Yumui was in trouble. The administration was on his tail for failure to pay rent, among numerous other debts. Everyone he asked had the same answer for him: go see the captain.
Not wanting to come across as the twenty-year-old slob he felt himself to be, Yumui showered, cleaned himself up as best he could, brushed out his pale yellow fur, and stared at himself in the mirror until the awkwardness well and truly set in. He looked scrawny. He’d been working out as the officers were encouraged to do, but he still felt rather underwhelming for someone who was needed to stand out and get the captain’s attention.
Yumui, as much of a wreck as he was, didn’t think himself as prone to nervousness. But Captain Ateri had a reputation, and having never met the captain outside of seeing him at a distance in public settings… he didn’t know which set of rumors to believe.
Strand clutched in his paw as though it were inflamed by rigor mortis, he finally made the decision to walk to Deck One. His heart pounded. His legs shook so badly he didn’t know if he could keep putting one paw in front of the other without collapsing into a puddle. Unfortunately, it only took him ten minutes to reach his destination. He wished the ship was bigger.
Deck One was technically no larger than any other deck, but it looked so unusually smooth, with rounded plastic coverings over every wall, carpeted walkways, and soft recessed lighting everywhere. Whenever Yumui read a novel with a cruise ship, he’d always pictured the interiors to be like Deck One. The opulence wasn’t particularly relaxing, but at the very least it was not as intimidating as he’d feared.
It still took some time to walk around the path encircling the captain’s unusually modest estate—at least by Deck One standards. Taking several deep breaths, he pushed the call button at the front door. A message popped up asking for his credentials, and Yumui waved his strand over the sensor.
To his terrible upset, Captain Ateri answered. His dark muzzle appeared on the screen, a pillow framing his face and ears. He had that scarring over one eye, an eyepatch just barely covering the damage. The captain looked… relaxed, but his ears had just the littlest twinge of annoyance. Yumui considered turning and running back home right then.
“Can I help you?” Ateri asked.
“C-captain, I am so terribly sorry to bother you…” Yumui said. And he screwed up, already starting to be overcome with emotion. This was a big ask. It was too big an ask. The captain didn’t want to be bothered by this. “I’m in trouble. I—”
“Name and rank?” Ateri asked.
“Oh!” Yumui quickly scrambled into a salute. “Yumui. Cadet, first class. I’m sorry—”
“Straighten up, don’t apologize,” Ateri said with a strangely comforting tone. “I’m not going to strike you down for asking a question. Are you comfortable to come in?”
Yumui swallowed. “…if you would like, sir.”
“I would.” The captain put a smile on his ears. “Come in. Living room is on the right. Make yourself comfortable.”
The door unlocked. Yumui stepped inside, finding himself in a very neat entryway which turned toward a well-kept circular living room with tasteful but not overly-fancy furniture. The center of the living room, rather than the usual meeting table, recessed into a sitting pit that was simply covered in a mess of red pillows. Despite the softness, it all smelled… masculine. Very masculine. Everything in this place seemed coated in male hormones.
Somewhere behind him, a door opened up. Yumui expected to see Ateri exit, but before he did, two other officers did, and Yumui recognized both—Security Chief A’hee and one of his lieutenants… To’onai or something. Ateri only followed after them, his impressive figure towering over the other two. He said something to each of them that Yumui could not pick up.
Then, to Yumui’s alarm, Ateri pulled each one in for a long, muzzle-locking kiss. Yumui froze up. Well, that was one rumor that was true, but of course it had to be—everyone knew the captain was inclined toward males. He just didn’t expect the Ateri to be so… obvious about it. Or that others would be so casual about it.
As the other officers left, Ateri rapidly approached the living room. Yumui sucked in a breath and sat down, planting his paws firmly over his sheath. His legs felt so loose he wasn’t certain if he could stand up anymore.
This is a mistake this is a mistake this is a mistake…
“Cadet,” Ateri said. “I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of meeting you directly, not outside your graduation ceremony.”
“N-no sir,” Yumui said. The scent of sex then hit his nose. If Ateri had it recently, he’d wiped himself clean, as Yumui took note… then realized he was staring at the captain’s junk. He quickly turned away, his ears fallen defensively.
“Well,” Ateri said casually, sitting down on the chair nearest Yumui, “What is your trouble?”
“I… I uh…”
Ateri tilted his head. “Is something making you nervous?” the rugged black geroo asked. The captain always looked intimidating in person—no geroo was quite as cut or as handsome as the captain—not that Yumui was inclined that way or anything, but it was hard not to notice.
“S-sorry…”
“Don’t apologize.”
“Sorry!” Yumui said again, then bit down on his tongue. “I mean… you’re the captain and it’s… well… I guess it’s hard for me to know what to expect from you. I keep hearing things about you and I don’t know…”
“You don’t know what?” Ateri tilted his head.
Yumui grabbed his arm nervously, his other paw pressing down even harder on his sheath.“…if I should be alone with you.”
Ateri laughed. “I hope you don’t believe those rumors that say I’m some kind of predator.”
“No, that’s not what I heard exactly,” Yumui said. “I’ve just heard that you… uh… well, you are…”
“Attracted to males,” Ateri said. “You can say it. There’s nothing shameful about it.”
“Of course not, sir. I wouldn’t imply otherwise. But the rumor is that you trick straight males into your bed and make them… attracted to males.”
Ateri nodded. “Oh yes, I have heard that one. Boyfriend-stealer.”
“That’s not true, is it?”
Ateri laughed again. “Yumui, I can’t make anyone attracted to me. The truth is, most males convince themselves they’re exclusively attracted to females. Many of them aren’t. Are you straight, Cadet?”
“Yessir,” Yumui said.
“Well then you have nothing to fear, don’t you?” Ateri said. “I’m not out to make anyone sleep with me. You are absolutely safe.”
Yumui considered the words. Ateri, despite his gruff appearance and firm tone, was strangely pleasant to speak with. He had such confidence in his voice. For a moment, Yumui was willing to take everything the captain said at his word.
“Oh,” Yumui said, slowly peeling his paw off his sheath. “I suppose that’s true, isn’t it?”
“Not that I wouldn’t mind,” Ateri rumbled. “You are quite easy on the eyes.”
Yumui’s heart did something in his chest, and he couldn’t tell entirely if the emotion was negative. Even though the captain was clearly plying him, the compliment just struck him so thoroughly he couldn’t help but blush. “Uh…”
“Now, what’s your trouble?” Ateri asked.
A pit formed in Yumui’s stomach. “I… have something to confess, sir.”
“Not a crime, I hope.”
“No,” Yumui’s ears sank. “I’m in debt. Like, badly in debt.”
“Then declare bankruptcy and go live on Deck Twenty-four,” Ateri said. “I know it’s not the best but you can’t start to think of it as shameful. I’ve been doing my best to lift up the quality of life—”
“No sir, you don’t understand,” Yumui mumbled. “These are… gambling debts.”
Ateri’s countenance darkened. “I see.”
“Everyone keeps saying I should appeal to you,” Yumui said. “I don’t know why. I know you have a lot of credits but I don’t expect you to pull me out or anything just on my word. I have an addictive personality and I can’t promise that I would never get in trouble again. But I am trying, sir. I do have ambitions. I want to be a good officer—maybe Subcommander someday. But I can’t do that if I’m stuck on Deck Twenty-Four, and I can’t do that if I’m wasting all my money before I earn it.”
“No, I understand entirely why the others recommended you see me about this,” Ateri said, standing up. Clasping his wrist behind his back, he slowly traced the perimeter of the recessed circle. “I have been known to be generous.”
“I’m sure you are, sir.”
“To males,” Ateri said. “Such as yourself. If you catch my meaning.”
Yumui blinked. “Um… what do you mean, sir?”
“I do have a bit of a secret, I’m ashamed to admit. I also have something of an addiction, and it’s that I cannot get enough of geroo like you. I am attracted to almost every male on this ship, and so sometimes… I might bribe them to sleep with me.”
“Oh,” Yumui said. To his surprise, he didn’t jump up and run out the door, but he was still quivering.
Sleep with the captain? He’d obviously pictured it before. The impression of the rumors left the captain with a certain kind of aura. Some thought the aura was malicious, but Yumui couldn’t help but think it made the captain almost… playful.
Not that he was into it or anything.
Well… in a sense, he would be pleasing the captain. And even if he wasn’t into it, surely it couldn't have been hard. He could think of worse requests for the amount of money he was asking. Yes. Yes, he could do this. He’d just have to swallow his pride—and possibly other things besides.
“I understand. What do you want me to do, sir? I’ll do anything, I just need this debt off my head.”
“Now hold on,” Ateri said. “If you want the kind of credits you’re implying, this isn’t a one-time thing. And if you do hope to move up in rank, I make it a point never to play favorites. You will gain rank based on your performance as an officer of this ship and for no other reasons. I do still have my duties as captain and I take them very seriously.”
“Yes, sir,” Yumui said quietly, only half-listening as he was thinking about how to suck the captain’s dick.
“Not that it would hurt,” Ateri laughed. “I suspect you saw A’hee leaving just recently. I sleep with all my male staff on the regular.”
Yumui came back to attention. “All of them, sir?” He perked his ears. “Don’t several of them have mates?”
“I’ve come to an understanding with almost all of them,” Ateri said. “After all… I am the captain, and it is very good for relationships, officer and otherwise, to spend social time together. So while it wouldn’t directly influence a promotion, I’m sure you can see how it might help group cohesion.”
“I suppose that’s true…”
“However…”
Ateri had walked the full perimeter of the recess, standing directly before the cadet. Ateri’s sheath had started to swell, the red tip poking out of the end. It smelled almost… well, it had a scent, and it was tweaking something deep in Yumui’s chest.
“You have to want this, cadet. I like males not just because they make my dick feel funny, but because I want to make you happy. I don’t want you to surrender yourself to a demeaning act for cash, I want you to enjoy yourself, and hopefully enjoy the time you spend with me.”
“But…” Yumui said, “I told you, sir. I’m straight.”
“Yes,” Ateri nodded. “Most of them do say that.”
Ateri lifted his tail and pulled off the ring on the end. Yumui blushed hard as the captain, now naked, stepped down into the recess in the middle of the room. He lifted some of the large pillows and set them aside, creating something of a dent in the carpeted deck. He sat on the soft cushioned floor and leaned back, looking up at the cadet.
“If you like, Yumui. If you need anything to drink…”
“I’m fine, sir.”
“Well, you will.” Ateri pulled aside a pillow, revealing a small minifridge tucked into the wall. He tapped it with his claw. “Lube, too. I like to be prepared.”
Yumui took a deep breath, stood up, and pulled his tail ring off. In front of the captain and everything. He felt so nervous for doing so, but steeled himself and stepped down into the recess. He knelt in front of the captain, who had his legs spread easily.
“So uh… anything you say, sir.”
Ateri shook his head. “In here, you call me Ateri. No ranks.”
“Oh. Yes uh… Ateri.”
Ateri waved him forward. “Come closer.”
Yumui blinked, and carefully crawled toward the captain, eventually slotting into his side. Ateri wrapped and arm around him and began stroking a paw up from his hips and back down along his ribs. Yumui shivered. This was… not what he expected.
“You smell very nice,” Ateri said, nuzzling his head. The captain’s erection was already starting to slide out of his sheath, but he made no move to either act on it or suppress it.
“You smell… masculine,” Yumui said. He didn’t want to admit it, but the proximity and warmth of the captain’s body was stirring something in him. It was the touch, of course—touch was a very social act, and geroo were social creatures. He hadn’t done much cuddling before. Something in his brain was crossing wires and making his sheath heavy.
“Mmm. Do you like it?”
“I don’t know. I guess it’s never repelled me, but it is rather… stark.”
“Have you thought about having sex with males before?” Ateri asked. “Or even just cuddling?”
Yumui paused. “…uh, idly,” Yumui said. “You know. Just as a what-if… in the locker room of the engineering bay, it’s hard not to notice that the females are covered in soot, and I kinda like the hard-working look… I wanna look like that myself. Well, sometimes I get a glance of a male and I think for a minute I’m looking at a female, and… well…”
“When you notice who you’re looking at,” Ateri said, “The fantasy doesn’t quite stop dead in its tracks, does it?”
“I guess not,” Yumui said.
“Yumui…” Ateri started, rubbing the cadet’s shoulder gently as he pressed muzzle-to-cheek. “Relax.”
Yumui nodded. He relaxed under the captain’s chin.
“I love how you look,” Ateri said. “Even if you are unnecessarily nervous, you are quite adorable.”
Yumui’s eared burned red. The compliment was, again, unexpected, and he couldn’t help but almost gasp at hearing it. “Uh… thank you, Ateri.”
“You have very deep eyes. Beautiful coat color. Hips… and other assets…”
Ateri cupped Yumui’s genitals in one paw. Yumui inhaled sharply, but the gesture wasn’t unwelcome. In fact, the warmth of Ateri’s paw there was even more relaxing, no matter how much faster Yumui’s heart beat.
“I used to masturbate endlessly thinking about guys like you,” Ateri said. “Just looking at your body, inhaling your scent, listening to your breath, feeling your heartbeat… nothing ever seemed to sate me.”
Ateri was fully erect now, his hefty penis all the way out of the sheath and even the knot was slightly inflated. Pre started tricking from the tip.
“So forgive me if I want to use you,” Ateri said. “My lust is a little overpowering…”
“I think I’m getting some of that by contact…” Yumui panted. He was already half-erect as well. Ateri’s scent seemed to smother him. He could swear in that moment, the rumors were true, and Ateri was somehow secretly brainwashing him to be his love slave.
Ateri, his erection so stiff it stood up and away from his body and held its position there as if at military attention, reached his paw down and started rubbing at Yumui’s erection gently. Yumui inhaled sharply. The captain’s pads were rough, but the texture was not unpleasant by far… in fact, even a little touch brought his erection the rest of the way out of his sheath, so fast he felt almost light-headed at the response.
Ateri very lazily wrapped his paw around the tip of Yumui’s cock and glided up and down gently. The familiar sensation of pleasure ran up Yumui’s back, but it was so deeply tinged with the novelty of the situation that he did not recall it ever feeling this good.
“Breathe, Yumui,” Ateri rumbled.
Yumui realized he’d held his breath for the last several seconds, and formed himself to breathe again. Ancestors—he tried to take his mind off of Ateri’s gentle, teasing gestures, but they overpowered him nevertheless. Even if he tried to think about something—anything—the wild electricity of the touch dragged him back to this very moment and kept him there, as if he was nailed to the real world.
And then—without stopping the barrage for even a moment—Ateri turned Yumui’s muzzle toward him and wrapped his own muzzle partway around Yumui’s mouth. At once their spit mixed, and the scent redoubled. His tongue was so pleasantly textured. The warmth so inviting. Yumui hadn’t ever kissed anyone in this manner before and now he wasn’t sure he wanted anything else.
Pre dribbled down the tip of Yumui’s cock, which was not only fully erect but the knot had inflated fully. He reached down, for it, but Ateri stopped and pulled his paws away.
“No,” Ateri said. “No touching your base yet. This will last a while.”
Yumui nodded. “Uh, okay… but I’m… this is almost unbearable.”
“In a good way, I hope.”
Yumui nodded even more vigorously. “I mean… I expect to be driven to madness, but it’s not… terrifying like I thought it would be…”
Ateri’s ears spread in a grin. “Mmm. Good. Now, Yumui… do you mind if I use you as my toy?” He dragged the side of his claw up Yumui’s sensitive flesh.
Yumui gasped. “Yes! I mean no, I don’t mind! Ancestors, please!”
Ateri yarped. “I thought you were straight.”
“I-I don’t know what this is,” Yumui said, still not eager to admit to anything. “But… oh trinity… I want more of it. Anything.”
“Onto your front,” Ateri said, handing Yumui a pillow. “Clutch this to your chest. And relax.”
Yumui instantly did as he was instructed, his tail almost naturally lifting into the air. Ateri took a moment to reach of something, and soon Yumui felt something slick and quite cold along his tailhole. He twitched as Ateri inserted a finger in there. He said nothing… he wasn’t ignorant of how males could have sex in this manner. He also didn’t have a clue what to expect. But he was almost vibrating with anticipation, willing to do anything the captain wanted of him.
Ateri took hold of Yumui’s tail like a handle and aligned himself, then plunged inside. Yumui inhaled more, his body tingling from the experience. The sensation of something going in was odd… but enticing. However, nothing stood out to him at first. Then Ateri drew back and pushed in further.
Oh.
Oh, there it was.
Yumui hardly realized how hard he was crushing the pillow. The tip of his cock was grinding against the carpet. All he could think about was this enormous geroo taking him over. It was suddenly very exciting, not to mention the pleasure jolting up his back was far more powerful than any he’d ever experienced.
Of course, his erection twitched painfully like it was going to explode if he didn’t get his release soon. But the captain didn’t want him to touch his base… not yet. He wanted to drive Yumui mad! He wanted to brainwash this young geroo, take advantage of him, force him into this humiliating position just for money. Trick him into thinking he was gay! Steal him away from his friends and family and trap him in a secret, hedonistic life of pleasure.
And fool that he was, he was falling for it.
Ateri pumped, and pumped, stopping only to reapply some lube, then pumped some more, never letting his huge knot enter into Yumui’s tailhole. He was an expert, and had endless stamina. Yumui did not, but his body, wracked with adrenaline, didn’t care. He wanted nothing else in his life but to ride this to the end.
And Ateri let it last for ages. An hour passed, and only then did Ateri pull out—but only to get himself a drink. He passed a half-empty container to Yumui, and he chugged it down. Then Ateri assumed the position again, and resumed. So much pre leaked out of Yumui’s cock it ended up saturating the carpet underneath, allowing him to slide more easily. But it didn’t make his cock feel much more comfortable… it had been begging for release only five minutes in. Yumui could only conclude that he had, indeed, gone mad.
When Ateri finally shoved his knot inside, Yumui’s tailhole was so ready for it he barely felt anything but a slight pop as it entered, and Ateri pulled back, yanking his own base against Yumui’s inside. Ateri’s balls spasmed hard, and something warm flooded yumui’s insides for a solid twenty seconds.
He almost didn’t notice because he was beyond thinking straight anymore. Ateri huffed, stuck inside of Yumui for the moment, rank with sweat. He reach down and pulled the cadet up to sit on his lap, and Yumui flopped against the captain. Ateri kissed his neck and lips, stroking the unrelenting erection a few more times, sending those shivers all through Yumui anew.
Then, gently, Ateri reached under Yumui’s knot and jammed his fingers against its base. Yumui suddenly came to life again, the panic gripping him as he attempted to pull away—not that he could, stuck on Ateri’s knot—but the Captain held him pinned with his other arm regardless. One more stroke up Yumui’s dick, and the release was upon him. His balls clamped up so hard he though they might have retreated into his abdomen entirely, and he came with a rather ridiculous amount of force—the first stream arcing up and clear to the other side of the recess, leaving a white trail where it fell. It was followed by another full-force stream, and another, before it finally started to subside—but the orgasm racked through him regardless.
At that moment, Ateri bit down on Yumui’s scruff. Scruffing was not as effective on males as it was on females, but there was nevertheless the slightest tinge there—and right when he wanted it, time slowed, and a elated, peaceful feeling overtook him. The orgasm drew itself out. He could feel the slow, steady pulse of his cock hardening, his testicles clamping, shooting out another stream, each one less potent than the last but no less pleasurable. The moment that should have only lasted a few seconds felt like a full hour. And while he was almost fully detached from his body for that hour, he nevertheless felt every twinge rattle him with the pleasure of gradual, steady release.
When he finally came back, Ateri was squeezing him tightly. Yumui blinked several times. His blood was pumping. His heart felt like it was going to explode. And there was Ateri’s scent, wrapping him like a blanket. There was his tongue, licking up Yumui’s sweaty neck. There were his lips, kissing Yumui’s cheek.
After resting there a good ten minutes more, Ateri’s knot finally subsided enough that he could pull out. Yumui, still utterly exhausted, collapsed on the pillows.
Yumui knew he was done for. The rumors were true, and the captain had indeed brainwashed him into becoming a slutty gay officer for life. He was already picturing in his head coming back to the captain’s chambers whenever he called… he could see himself talking and laughing with the other officers, having private, intimate, male-only parties with them. He was imagining looking at their muscular or soft frames, their sheaths and balls, sizing up what kind of partners they would be in bed. He was thinking of the kind of illicit adventures he might have, sneaking away to have sex with some female’s mate like the captain could. He’d get in so much trouble. And he was thinking how much he’d love every single minute of it.
“Yumui?” Ateri asked, waving a paw in front of his face. “I said you were absolutely wonderful and asked you how many credits you needed. …Yumui? You awake?”
Comments
Edolon
Wow I guess it’s good geroo are stretchy under the tail quickly. I guess i was expecting Atari to tease/strech Yumui with his paw a bit first, test a bit to see if yumui is into it a bit. But wow, sounds like they both enjoyed themselves immensely,I’m sorta envious
Biase Deyes
Love the ending, here!
Vishki
That was amazing! Thanks for letting that idea out, Rick!
Startide
Can you imagine this version of Ateri when the ringel pirates come into play? He would probably turn Sinon into his flexible lil boy toy, haha
Millerdark
Wow, that's some good stuff. A theme I've seen from you a few times: the nervous young buck being ushered into a world of indulgent, delectable sexual depravity. And yet, every time you write it, it's incredibly fun!
