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The note wasn’t signed, but I had the feeling that if I asked around, I’d be able to find who left it.
I peeked into the bag again and chuckled. Inside were several sports and energy drinks, granola bars, ‘cleaning supplies,’… and a decent-sized bottle of lube.
“Gene?” Eashai asked, voice thick with sleep as he looked at me from the bed.
I snagged the lube. “Somebody left us a gift.”
“Hmm?”
I held up the bottle. “Just what we needed so you can be inside me.”
He smiled. “I am looking forward to being with you like that. But… right now I wish to have some quiet time before the rush gets strong again.”
I set down the bottle and strode back to the bed. Cuddles and kisses with my new mate?
That was a perfect way to start the day.
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A golf cart drove us past the construction zone—the work seemingly endless as buildings were either being renovated or torn down and rebuilt.
Then the driver turned onto a small side road. We passed lines of townhouses, and I could make out what looked to be the start of some apartment buildings. There was a brief stretch of trees, then he stopped at a gate outside a building that I couldn’t decide was supposed to be offices or some sort of apartments.
Eashai thanked the driver as we stepped off, then the soldier drove off again.
“He can’t go up to the building?” I asked as my mate used some sort of ID to open the gate.
“No,” Eashai stated. “This building is restricted to Lalyllte and those who have been approved. Not even the general is allowed here unless escorted.”
“So a base within a base?”
He turned and grinned. “Yes.”
Eashai tangled our hands together as we walked, and I leaned against him. The mating rush had ended the prior afternoon—after nearly two full days—but the urge to be in constant contact with him hadn’t subsided yet.
A bored-looking man with mint-green skin waved us past as Eashai opened the door. Thinking about it, he was the first Lalyllte guard that I had seen.
“That’s all?” I asked. “He doesn’t need to check my credentials or anything?”
Eashai laughed. “He was likely expecting us. I would assume that another of us would have informed our administration here of our mating as soon as I declared a code rabbit.”
“About that,” I asked. “Code rabbit?”
He chuckled. “It was a human idea. We knew there would be accidental matings, and, as expected, it did not take long. After the first, the human man was recounting the experience to several others, and he said…” he paused to think, “he said that he and his new mate ‘fucked like rabbits.’ Somebody joked that they needed a ‘code rabbit’ to signal a match occurring, and it stuck.”
I burst into laughter. “That… sounds very human.”
“It is a convenient way of informing others as to what is happening without being overly detailed.”
We started up some steps as he led me through the building.
“I must stop in my room for something before we go to the communication room.”
“This is where your room is?” I asked.
“Yes. Did you not question why we always went to yours for television?”
I chuckled. “I just assumed mine was closer.”
