“Yes, it’s exactly a parade, Opal.” He turns his face to look out the window. The crowds include so many different types of beings, Ke’ain’s kind being the exception. Although his driver and his other staff seem to be the same species, I see none in the crowd. He sighs and pulls his lips into a tight smile.
“Don’t let my parents scare you,” he says. “They’re a bit rigid in their expectations of me.”
“I mean, that’s all parents?” I ask innocently. “I think my parents could have been bad parents and I still would miss them, you know.”
“That was inconsiderate of me—” Ke’ain’s face drops.
“Oh, that’s not what I meant at all. I just mean parents can be hard—I’m not trying to be a downer.”
He chuckles. “You’re not adowner.This whole event is the downer. The expectations put on me are the downer. These people,” he shakes one hand toward the crowds and sighs, “they’re the downer.”
“The people seem normal to me, and they seem super excited to be here.”
As far as I could tell, that is. I assume the smile is universal. But that pink guy we just passed didn’t have a face as I would recognize one. Maybe I was wrong.
“Those people are killing my planet. Those people are polluting our ancestral home. I wish they’d never come here.” His face flashed the same anger I saw when he looked at the dead Deenz’s bodies.
“Can’t you make them leave?” I softened my voice. “You’re the prince, aren’t you?”
He slumped a bit, sending a smirk my way. “As a prince? No. The king sets the laws, and these tourists stock the king’s coffers. He’ll let them ruin our oceans as long as he’s got more money than anyone else in the galaxy. What if it’s ruined before I succeed?” His frustration is palpable.
“Can you speak with him about it?” I ask.
“Ha, you’ll see when you meet them.”
“Geez, can’t you buy a girl dinner before you make her meet your kin?” My joke doesn’t work, and he frowns.
“Is that a human courting tradition I’ve missed?” He seems disappointed.
“I mean yes, but I was just joking, Ke’ain,” I soothe before realizing what he implied with that statement. “Wait, are you trying to court me?”
“I thought that was what weweredoing.” His face is somehow even more crestfallen than before.
I make my way over to sit with him, somewhat ungracefully as the size of my skirts hinder my movement. Eventually, I plop down heavily next to him and place my hand on his thigh.
“Do you wanna court me?” I flutter my lashes, trying to be cute.
“Yes.” He stays still under my touch.
I like the power he allows me; it pushes tingles into my chest, and I pop my tits forward a little bit. “I don’t know why I’m so drawn to you… especially when it would make more sense for me to be scared, to try and figure out how to get home.”
“I would take you home if I could,” he says as I push my finger onto his full lips, awkwardly straddling one of his legs.
“I know home is not an option for me, but I trust you.” I move my hand to his neck, wrapping my fingers around his throat. “I’m just saying I don’t know why I’m so drawn to you.”
I breathe in his ocean spray scent. I really do trust him, watching him slam his body against the clean room wall to get me out, trying his best to protect me. He makes me feel at ease, makes me feel safe.
Maybe it has something to do with the many orgasms he gave me earlier, without reciprocation, but I want to touch him. I want to please him now.
My lips hover a hairbreadth over his, our breathing in sync. I can’t blame my actions here on some shot. There’s no go-go juice this time. This is all me. I push toward Ke’ain’s lips with hunger, and I probe my tongue into his mouth. When his mouth parts for me, I take his bottom lip between my teeth and bite softly. Ke’ain groans and places his hands on my hips, rocking me against his thigh.
“You better be quiet. You don’t want to get caught, do you?” I ask my big gray alien.
He fumbles with a button that darkens the tint of the windows. With the push of a second button, he puts up a privacy divider between us and the driver.
“I’ll be quiet as long as you promise to scream my name.”
“Well darlin’, hate to break it to you, but I do what I want.” The fabric of my gown bunches around my hips as he pulls me directly over his dick. I brace my hands on the ceiling as he lifts me up to undo his pants button. I hear the weird fastener tech whirl, and Ke’ain’s hand finds my slick entrance.
