young!Saren/Sparatus - And It's Time That You Love - 3b/?
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May 14 2014, 04:21:41 UTC
He was tempted; it burned like acid in his gut, tasted like bile in the back of his throat and on his tongue, but he was tempted all the same. A fever heat was building just under his skin, pooling in his groin, even if his mind turned to static when he remembered that it was a male - no, it was Saren - straddling him and grinding against him. Sparatus had never looked at male turians that way before, though the rest of his species wouldn't have given a damn if he had; Saren was just something else entirely.
No, this had to stop before it went too far.
Saren made a small whine of protest when Sparatus planted his hands on the biotic's shoulders and shoved. He felt a brief surge of pride when he actually managed to push Saren off of him, though he was a few decades older and more than a little out of shape, and so hard that it hurt.
"What are you-" Saren said, his subharmonics fuzzy with lust. He leaned back against the arm of the couch that he'd fallen against, getting his bearings. "I thought...."
"No..." Sparatus said, sitting up and crossing his legs to protect his groin, even if the shrapnel in his knee hurt like hell when he did. "It's not ... don't take it the wrong way."
Saren curled his knees up against his chest and wouldn't meet Sparatus's eyes. "Is it ... because I'm a male? Would you ... if I weren't? If I were female?"
"Um...."
"I just, I thought...."
"It's not that-" Sparatus began.
"Isn't it?" Saren's subharmonics burned with shame. "Was that all just physical, was I just ... do you not even like me at all?"
"It's not that," Sparatus reassured him, fighting down the urge to lay a comforting hand on Saren's shoulder; that wouldn't help, not after what had just happened. "I've just ... never with a male before. And you're drunk, and emotionally distraught, and I will not fucking take advantage of you in that state." He paused, consider. "Even if it was kind of...."
"Oh." Saren flinched. "I'm sorry."
"You don't have to be," Sparatus said. "Maybe the horosk wasn't a good idea."
"Maybe, maybe not," Saren said. "I'm still sorry."
"Really, don't be." He realized he was still painfully hard. "Maybe you should ... get some sleep. We can talk about it in the morning, when we're both sober and - and not, um...."
"Yeah," Saren said. "That."
Sparatus nodded. "There's a blanket in the hall closet, if you want," he said, getting to his feet and ignoring the agony that his knee screamed at him. "I - I think I'm going to go take a shower. A very cold shower."
Saren made a soft, pitiful noise.
Sparatus cleared his throat. "Saren?"
"Mhm?"
"Listen ... I know I just said we'd talk about this in the morning, but ... I'm not averse, please don't think that. You're a very ... attractive young man, and I would be lying if I said I hadn't noticed. But, like I said, I've never-"
"Never had a male before," Saren finished. "I understand."
"Maybe." Sparatus shifted his weight and tried to ignore the way the sensitive head of his cock brushed against the fabric of his pants. "Listen, if you're still interested when you're sober and ... and not grieving for you brother, maybe. But not now. Okay?"
"... Okay."
Sparatus nodded, and limped down the hall to take that shower.
---
Saren left in the morning. Sparatus didn't see him again for five months.
No, this had to stop before it went too far.
Saren made a small whine of protest when Sparatus planted his hands on the biotic's shoulders and shoved. He felt a brief surge of pride when he actually managed to push Saren off of him, though he was a few decades older and more than a little out of shape, and so hard that it hurt.
"What are you-" Saren said, his subharmonics fuzzy with lust. He leaned back against the arm of the couch that he'd fallen against, getting his bearings. "I thought...."
"No..." Sparatus said, sitting up and crossing his legs to protect his groin, even if the shrapnel in his knee hurt like hell when he did. "It's not ... don't take it the wrong way."
Saren curled his knees up against his chest and wouldn't meet Sparatus's eyes. "Is it ... because I'm a male? Would you ... if I weren't? If I were female?"
"Um...."
"I just, I thought...."
"It's not that-" Sparatus began.
"Isn't it?" Saren's subharmonics burned with shame. "Was that all just physical, was I just ... do you not even like me at all?"
"It's not that," Sparatus reassured him, fighting down the urge to lay a comforting hand on Saren's shoulder; that wouldn't help, not after what had just happened. "I've just ... never with a male before. And you're drunk, and emotionally distraught, and I will not fucking take advantage of you in that state." He paused, consider. "Even if it was kind of...."
"Oh." Saren flinched. "I'm sorry."
"You don't have to be," Sparatus said. "Maybe the horosk wasn't a good idea."
"Maybe, maybe not," Saren said. "I'm still sorry."
"Really, don't be." He realized he was still painfully hard. "Maybe you should ... get some sleep. We can talk about it in the morning, when we're both sober and - and not, um...."
"Yeah," Saren said. "That."
Sparatus nodded. "There's a blanket in the hall closet, if you want," he said, getting to his feet and ignoring the agony that his knee screamed at him. "I - I think I'm going to go take a shower. A very cold shower."
Saren made a soft, pitiful noise.
Sparatus cleared his throat. "Saren?"
"Mhm?"
"Listen ... I know I just said we'd talk about this in the morning, but ... I'm not averse, please don't think that. You're a very ... attractive young man, and I would be lying if I said I hadn't noticed. But, like I said, I've never-"
"Never had a male before," Saren finished. "I understand."
"Maybe." Sparatus shifted his weight and tried to ignore the way the sensitive head of his cock brushed against the fabric of his pants. "Listen, if you're still interested when you're sober and ... and not grieving for you brother, maybe. But not now. Okay?"
"... Okay."
Sparatus nodded, and limped down the hall to take that shower.
---
Saren left in the morning. Sparatus didn't see him again for five months.
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Ha ha, so awesome! Love the tease, A!A!
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