WIP Wednesday - Maryam

Disaster strikes...

“What’s happening?” Maryam cried out.

“I need to get to the bridge,” Kels called to the staggering Ihas, preparing to put him in charge of Maryam’s welfare. However, another thunderclap shook them, much harder than the one before. The scanner, an incredibly heavy piece of equipment, launched toward Kels and Maryam.

There was no time to get out of its way. Kels swiveled, shielding Maryam from the impact with his body. Pain blasted through him, and he was driven to the floor. He instinctively curled around her, his only thought to protect the fragile Earther.

For a few seconds, his body pulsed with agony. He was aware of shouts all around, of the floor beneath him, of Maryam squirming free and sitting up beside him.

“Come back,” he tried to say, fear of her being hurt by flying machinery overriding the pain. All he could do was gasp.

Her voice pitched high, she shouted, “Kels is hurt! Dr. Ihas, help!”

Releasing late 2019

Monday Motivation

Friday Fiver Challenge

Five clues about a Kalquor universe character. Can you name this person?

1. I might be ambitious, but that's because I know what's best for everyone.

2. I could have lived on my money, but I wanted to make the empire a better place.

3. Councilman, ambassador, governor...I've climbed to the pinnacle of success. Let's not discuss that pesky fall from grace though, okay?

4. My Nobek and I often trade insults, but he adores me. Okay, he's not half-bad either.

5. If you're worth knowing, then I have a file on you. That's just how I roll.

Who am I?

TBT: Clan and Crown

Clajak unhappy with role reversal...sort of.

                Egilka looked over his naked, prone body again. The Imdiko’s eyes smoldered, and the hard planes of his face softened as desire announced itself on his expression. Clajak’s heart sped up to see the bald want on Egilka’s face. How many of his fantasies of Egilka had included him looking at Clajak that very way? Too many to count. Now that it had finally happened, Clajak was in no position to capitalize on it.

                You sneaky bastard. You’re supposed to be on your knees before me, looking up at me like that. Eager to please me and be pleasured in return ... not eager to make me pay.

                Egilka stared at Clajak’s cocks. Egilka’s hurt feelings, Clajak’s parents’ disappointment, and the coming punishment had done nothing to diminish their hard demand. Long, thick, and glistening with arousal fluids, they jerked to be regarded by the Imdiko. A pearly drop formed on the larger one. Clajak bit back a groan at their persistent ache.

                Egilka groaned for him. “Ancestors help me.” He drew a deep breath, as if to gather his strength. With a more determined air, he said, “Let’s start with this.”

                The Imdiko bent forward, his lips parting. Clajak cried out, scarcely believing his good fortune. Warm breath enfolded his primary cock an instant before Egilka’s mouth closed over the sensitive tip. Egilka kept driving down, swallowing half its length before coming to a halt.

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