Page 13 of Scars & Starlight
The quiet sound of disapproval makes my lips stretch into a wide smile, but still, I refuse to even blink. I watch in amazement as bursting sparkles of light, blue like the hottest flames, turn into a tall milkshake glass, filled with frothy goodness and topped with a candied cherry. There’s even a straw. Amazing!
I do a little dance, double fist my dessert, and face my space hottie. Not that he’s mine. But could he be? By the time we approach the sitting area where Kiko’s waiting, I've flustered myself into a walking mess again. I place the milkshake down on the low table, deciding to fill my mouth with a bite of cake first. As soon as the fork’s prongs deposit the caloric goodness on my tongue, my eyes close, and a grunt escapes my throat.
“Damn, this is good,” I moan, immediately bringing one, then two, then three more forkfuls of cake to my lips. It’s not until I’m done with the first slice that I look at Kairen sitting next to me. His eyes are glued to my mouth, the glowing lines on his cheek are flickering wildly, and the tips of his ears are flushed pink.
Oops. Was I eating like a pig?
When he swallows, my eyes catch on the motion of his throat, followed by the port-like openings at the sides of his neck.
“Umm…” I stutter. “W–would you like to try?”
Yeah, that came out way less seductively than I planned.
His mouth opens and closes a few times before he makes a sound. “I’m not certain that… I mean, it provides no nutritional value. What if my system rejects it?”
I frown at him. Is that panic in his eyes? “Aren’t humans and Avaren super compatible, though? And don’t you guys have dessert?”
He blinks a few times. “We have food that is pleasing to the senses. But it all provides a lot more nourishment than… these.” He tips his chin at the plate in my lap and the untouched milkshake on the table.
Nourishment-schmoorishment.
Carefully, I cut off the perfect bite of cheesecake, the layers in optimal proportions. Trying to control the trembling in my hands, I bring my offering to his slightly parted lips. This close to him, I have to fight not to get lost in the slight shifts happening in his eyes, the constellations there moving more than what I could perceive from further away.
It’s my turn to gulp. “Open up,” I whisper. A part of me is worried he’ll outright reject me. Ask me if I’m crazy or why I think he’d take our disgusting human food into his mouth. But then his lips part more, and his teeth make an appearance. They’re much like ours, except for a tiny prominence of the top and bottom fangs. His tongue is clean and pink and oddly inviting. Ever-so-carefully, I tip the contents of my fork onto it, then pull back my hand as his lips close over it, licking it clean. Since I don’t move my head back, I see his nostrils flare and feel his exhale warm my face. The muscles in his jaw shift with the movements of his mouth and tongue as he tastes human food for the first time.
“Good?” I breathe, anxious to hear his answer.
He swallows, the action as mesmerizing to me as if I were a lion crouched behind some bushes, my eyes locked onto a grazing gazelle.
“I’m not sure,” he says just as quietly. “I think I need another sample.”
Exhaling in relief, I chuckle quietly before spearing another biteof bakery goodness. This time, I take a mouthful myself after feeding him. We chew in silence, our eyes locked.
God, he’s stunning.Otherworldly, I think to myself with an inner laugh at the cheesiness.
Lowering my eyes for a moment of reprieve, I reach for the neglected milkshake. I wrap my lips around the straw and take a hearty pull, moaning again when my taste buds register the nearly-forgotten flavor of artificial strawberries. I bring the glass closer to him in an offering, and as I look down, I see his dress pants are tight across the front, holding back a more… generous offering.
Oh my god, are those bumps and ridges?
When Kairen jumps to his feet, my eyes stay level with his pelvis.
“Excuse me,” he says, snapping me out of the stare-down with his one-eyed snake. “I’ll leave you to rest. Kiko can show you how to operate the cleaning chambers.”
I open my mouth to ask him if I did something wrong, but the door closes behind him before I get more than a stutter out.
Shit.
I take another strong pull of the milkshake, hoping the icy liquid will work some magic on cooling down my insides.
8
KAIREN
Idon’t think falling onto a female penis-first, like a Nekkar in heat, is the way to befriend her. I had to get out of there. It’s a bit rude of me not to explain how the cleaning chamber works after she had been injured in battle and assaulted, but I couldn’t trust myself not to think of her using it while doing so. The AU mech is the safest choice.
The way she stared at my lap, though… with such fascination and perhaps a bit of awe. I know from the diagrams we obtained that human males are shaped similarly, if somewhat more blandly. Honestly, I’m not sure how they manage to please their partners with such smooth appendages. Perhaps they have some extra skills with their fingers and tongues we don’t know about?
Aaand, now I’m thinking about some human male, with a penis like a Yv’lar sea slug, pawingmymatch. I resist the urge to pull my hair out only because I saw my princess staring at it like she wants to touch it.
