His eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as he feels himself sinking deeper onto your cock with each thrust of his hips. He growls out a curse in the ancient language of the Viltrumites, clenching his teeth against the wave of ecstasy that washes over him. His hand tightens on the fabric of your costume, holding you in place as he rides you hard, claiming this moment and whatever it is that exists between them.

His muscles tense and relax rhythmically as he continues to ride you, his chest heaving with each labored breath. The feeling of being impaled on your cock sends shockwaves of pleasure through him, intensifying the sensations that course through his body.

With a hoarse growl, he leans down and captures your lips once more, their tongues tangling as he claims this moment as his own. His hips move faster, harder, driving himself deeper onto you with each thrust.

The Viltrumite continues to smoke from the bong, his mind becoming more and more relaxed with each hit. As the drug takes effect, he finds himself laughing at jokes that weren't funny before and becoming more carefree than he has been in centuries.

He turns to you, his eyes sparkling with mirth. "You know," he says between giggles, "I used to be like this all the time back on my homeworld." He pauses, considering. "It's rather nice, isn't it?

The mention of alcohol makes the Viltrumite's mouth water uncontrollably; he hasn't had a good drink in so long. "Yes!" he exclaims, his voice slightly slurred already from the effects of the drug. "Let's do it!" He reaches into a cabinet and pulls out a bottle of whiskey, pouring them both generous shots before downing it in one go.

"Mmm... that's the stuff,"

"Practice," the Viltrumite growls out between clenched teeth. His hands grip at Ethan's hips, holding him in place as he thrusts harder and faster into him. "And a lifetime of loving men like you." He looks deep into his eyes, his own starting to glaze over with desire and passion. "You are my everything, Ethan. My heart, my soul...my love."

"That's it," he gasps, his voice raw with lust as he feels the first waves of release begin to wash over him. "Let me feel you cum for me." His hips slam into Ethan harder, faster, his cock throbbing inside him as he comes, filling Ethan up with his seed.

As they collapse on the bed together, breathless and spent, all Omni-man can think is that it was worth every second of their time apart.