Minor
The overwhelming tension that had been building in my groin, suddenly released. Relief and pleasure washed over my entire body. I fell back against the floor, lightheaded and still unable to think clearly.
When my eyes could focus, I looked up and saw Qualin. He licked a milky white substance from his hand. More was covering his chest.
Was that what I thought it was? "I'm sorry! I tried to pull away! I didn't know what was happening o-or what to do..."
He laughed deep in his chest and smiled wryly. Then he leaned down and kissed me. "Damn, your cute." He leaned against me again and I realized he wasn't done. "Are you alright?" He asked between gentle kisses.
"Yeah." I moaned, feeling nervous again as he slowly lifted my legs and pressed in-between them. It felt strange and embarrassing, but I guessed it made sense seeing as he was also male. Besides, his fingers had felt really good...
Sudden, what we were about to do felt very real and a flood of thoughts came to mind. This was happening so fast. Was Qualin really my partner? I couldn't deny I felt drawn to him. There was a connection, but I still hadn't truly connected to his mind. I didn't even know if he'd be ok with that. What if this was wrong? What if I was just getting caught up by this strange physical sensation?
"Wait." I sat up, pushing against his chest, not to push him away, just to stop him for a moment. "I'm sorry, this is still just very new and sudden, and I just want to make sure..."
"Sure of what?" His hands cupped my face, still looking eager but more amused than impatient.
"Is this really ok? For starters, we're both male-"
"So? I've had sex with men and women. Doesn't make a difference to me. If you'd rather switch positions..." he shrugged and smiled coyly, but I wasn't really listening anymore.
I'm such an idiot. People aren't like transformers. I sat up properly and pulled away from him. "Transformers don't do that."
"Do what?" The disappointment was clear in his voice and made my heart ache.
"That. Casual... sex." It felt embarrassing to say that word. "We mate for life." I looked up and saw the surprise and realization on his face. It hurt, but I had to be honest. "We believe that there is one partner meant for us. The other half of our soul. And when we mate, we give a piece of ourselves, a piece of our soul, to that individual. And will never mate with another."
"Never?"
I shook my head. "Even if one partner dies. The other often dies soon after. They say when your partner dies, the piece of your soul they carried with them dies as well, and...it's just too painful. And I've never heard of any transformer having more than one partner."
"Do you have to... 'give a piece of your soul', just to have sex?"
Of course he wouldn't understand. "If I willingly give myself in that way, it just happens. I could feel it, when you touched my true form... how I could pour part of myself into you... How a part of me wanted to. And I felt it just now...that's one of the reasons why I pulled away...I wanted to embrace you, to pull you in and pour myself into you. I don't think I could resist if we did more. And I don't want to overwhelm you, because with that connection, or thoughts, memories... everything, would be shared. I don't know if you want that."
For the first time, his body shifted away from mine. I could feel his hesitation and my heart sank. "Looks like I was right." I shook my head. "I know it's a lot." I quickly got to my knees and hugged his neck. "I'm really sorry." Then I kissed his cheek and teleported somewhere very far away before the tears could fall from my eyes.
***
Qualin
I was left kneeling on the floor, practically naked and suddenly alone.
Fuck. I fell back on my ass, regretfully pulling my clothes back on. Shit. I fucked that up.
I sat back against the wall, feeling like a jackass. Of course he was too pure for a piece of shit like me. What was I thinking? I lightly knocked my head against the wall and stared off across my cell, unable to sleep and not wanting to think about anything.
After a while, there was a small whoosh of air. For a moment, I thought he had come back. "Minor?"
I instantly regretted saying his name. My stomach dropped as I saw that it was Draco standing there. Shit.
"What happened?" His expression was hard and he spoke in a serious, even tone.
"Is Minor alright?" There wasn't any point trying to play dumb, but I also didn't want to say it outright.
"I don't know where he is. He isn't responding to any of us. I know he's still alive, thankfully, but he's shutting us all out." He took a step towards me, his presence admittedly intimidating. "All I know is that he was with you, then became shocked and confused and then blocked us out. Which... fine. But now when we reach out to him, he seems depressed but still won't let us near him. For over two hours! So, what happened!?" He asked again, this time with a low growl.
"If you want to beat me, kill me, or whatever, go ahead. I know I'm just a piece of shit. He'd be better off not coming around me anymore." I laid back against the wall, turning my head to the side, away from him.
"You still haven't answered my question." He sighed in frustration, his tone still serious but no longer threatening. "But I can take a guess. I can smell the hormones..."
I glanced his way. He scratched the back of his head, scrunching up his nose and looking generally uncomfortable. "And I can also guess that you didn't force anything. Minor is a gentle boy, but he can take care of himself. So," he continued with resignation, looking me in the eye again. "My guess is that things got heated, then he got overwhelmed and took off. My question is... why is he so upset?"
"I don't know. He started talking about partners and sharing souls, and I'm not... I'm not 'the one' for him."
He sighed loudly and to my surprise, sat down a few feet away from me. "Out of curiosity, was that last bit his conclusion, or yours?"
"What does it matter? If he knew all the shitty things I've done, he'd want nothing to do with me. I've conned, robbed, killed...and fucked... more people than I can count.
"Ah. I see. And yet, he's still drawn to you. So... he thinks your his partner... and you... rejected him...?" He looked confused and uncomfortable, but surprisingly not murderous.
"I didn't 'reject him'. He just realized we were too different. It was better that he left before he saw my memories, or whatever." The thought literally made me sick to my stomach.
"I see. So you're afraid he won't like you if he actually knows the things you've done. And he... can't figure out how he feels, because it's weird...and he's too polite to just read your mind and figure it out once and for all." He sighed heavily. "Well, I have glanced through your memories so maybe I can help you out a bit." He continued without giving me a chance to interrupt:
"First, the conning and robbing, gonna be honest, we don't really care about that. I mean, yes, it's not good, so don't do it anymore, but transformers aren't materialistic, so that kind of stuff just doesn't bother us much.
"Second, the fact that you've killed is bad. But I can also tell that it wasn't malicious. You chose to stay alive. I've killed in situations I regret now. What's important is how you choose to live going forward. And I highly doubt any violence you've committed would truly shock Minor. Don't let his sweetness fool you, he's seen plenty and can handle a lot.
"Third... the fact that you have a more 'casual' view towards... intimacy..." he rolled his eyes and groaned. "Yeah that's probably the main issue. That, and the fact that your both male is... different, for our family." He scratched his face, looking uncomfortable again. "That's gonna be up to Minor to decide if he can accept. But I will say, you can't have that kind of casual attitude towards my child, or I will kill you." He finished in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Huh. Honestly, it's kinda shocking you're not killing me already."
"Eh." He shrugged. "Ten years ago, when I was going through this with my first litter, that probably would have been my reaction. In fact, I think a couple of my sons-in-law are still a little scared of me..." he grimaced for a moment, then shrugged it off with a smile. "But lucky for you, I've matured, and realized that I can't control or protect my kids from everything."
"So...you'd be fine if your son was with someone like me?"
"Aside from their physical safety, the most important thing to me is that my kids are happy. So, again, hurt him and I'll kill you, but if he's happy..." He shrugged and nodded.
"Not that any of this matters anyway. LaMihinnia has a reputation for beheading offenders to the crown."
"Eh. That was Romnoe's old man. I never met him, but I've heard he was a harsh ruler. The current King and Queen are more reasonable. And fortunately everyone who was hurt is fine, your welcome. And...I'll put in a good word for you." He stood, stretching his back and yawning. "So don't worry about that too much. Just prove to them that you won't be a threat going forward."
"Why are you being so nice to me? You don't even know me?"
"That's the thing about us: it doesn't take long for us to get to know someone or decide if we like them."
I guessed that meant that he liked me, for some reason.
"Yeah, pretty much. And, I promise that I will probably stop reading your mind all the time. It is a little disturbing...ugh." He shook his head and shivered.
It was too tempting to tease him a little. "I've tried not to have too many dirty thoughts about Minor." A smile tugged at my lips.
"And that is very much appreciate!" He gestured to me emphatically. "And yeah, keep that to a minimum around me!"
"Well, don't read my mind without asking first." I smiled mischievously.
"Hmm." He crossed his arms and considered me for a moment.
Maybe I shouldn't joke like that...
"Ha! Well played. I have a feeling I'm gonna have to watch out for you." There was a hint of a grin on his face. "Alright, I'm gonna go. So, last thing: get some rest, cause you look exhausted, and try not to hate on yourself so much."
His words made me grit my teeth and drop my gaze for a second. There was a small whoosh of air and when I looked back up, he was gone.