“Don’t overburden yourself. Most of us have to work up to such demanding itineraries, you know.” His voice catches slightly as he snakes a hand down to tug on his sack while Mahao’li sucks him off. “If you—ah!—are planning to stay a while, we can train you in some of our techniques to bounce back faster and produce more. Not that you seem to need them too terribly, but given the number of lovers you now have to satisfy, you might—aahhhh!”

“If you were concerned, you shouldn’t have asked me to indulge you.” He replies playfully, swallowing Veom’ra’s length to the base, nuzzling into the man’s pubes. He holds the position a few moments, purring around his cock, before sliding back off to speak again. “I would love to”

“I can’t describe my satisfaction to hear that,” he purrs. “Except to say that it almost made me cum.”

“I would love to.” He repeats, tongue circling Veom’ra’s head before swallowing his length once more.

A twitch and then a pulse of sticky joy erupts onto Mahao’li’s tongue, in volume as would put a horse to shame. Veom’ra writhes in silence, eyes open but unfocused as he pumps as much seed as he can muster into his guest’s mouth.

“You are… welcome to more of that whenever you want it,” he finally says through heavy panting.

A small moan escaped Mahao’lo as he struggled to keep up with the sheer volume of cum suddenly thrust down his throat. He swallows eagerly, purring as Veom’ra shudders beneath him. He grins as he heels the waves slow down, and slides of the other keeper, smiling at him, a thin stream of cum dripping from the corner of his mouth. “Moons tits, that was more than I was expecting. You really did feed me a meal to make up for dinner.”

“You caught me at a good time. I hadn’t had a release yet today.” Veom’ra hums in satisfaction as he helps his love to his feet. “And I assumed that a hungry man who already had two other loads today would want a little extra, so I let some extra aether go, too.”