Kerra
Dalox says they have to move to Driok’s sector soon
Maggie
Which is such a shame because Dexx’s crew are an absolute barrel of laughs :S
I strongly suspect this is sarcasm on Maggie’s part. I do miss being around my friends, and I have toyed with the idea of telling them about the sarkarnlings, but I decided not to, not yet anyway, not until Dante wants to let the rest of Vorostor know.
As the group chat grinds to a halt, most likely because Scarlett ishaving a wordwith Maggie about her attitude(something I’d like to witness), I pull on my swimsuit and wrap a towel around me.
This time, I will not be going into the aquium fully clothed, voluntarily or involuntarily.
There is a gentle chime at my door, indicating Dante is outside, and as I open it up, he is waiting for me, pantsless.
Of course he’s pantsless. Most of his crew go around pantsless. This is the sector of no pants. But with him being sort of naked, I can see the patches on his scales at thigh level where they are also papery and thin. It looks like his torso, which I can obviously see most of the time, isn’t too bad, but his legs are not in a good way.
It must be really uncomfortable for him.
“How long have your scales been like this?” I query as we walk through to the pools.
“A nova week. The mating mix has caused me to shed,” Dante says, using his very long claws to scratch at himself, causing some of his skin to peel away.
“You mean, all this time, you’ve been wanting to shed your scales?”
“I shed two nova months ago. I am not due a shed for many more…only now I am. Most Sarkarnii hate their shed, but I don’t mind it so much,” he says as we reach the aquium which is, for a change, empty.
Although I wonder how much that has to do with Dante having a moment or two while I got changed.
He scratches again at his skin, and I’m not entirely sure he actually does like shedding it as much as he claims, given the look of anguish in his eyes.
“Do you need to be shifted in order to…um…shed your skin?” I ask hesitantly.
Dante chokes with a laugh. “Can you imagine having to deal with a a full shed Sarkarnii skin?” he says, his eyes twinklingwith genuine mirth. “Any of my crew get caught shedding in their Sarkarnii form, they are made to eat it.”
“Really?” I burst out involuntarily.
Dante drops his gaze from mine to the floor. His head and shoulders shaking with silent laughter.
“No,” he says eventually, his voice slightly strangled. “I don’t. They’d only make a mess.”
“Dante!” I give him a soft slap on his arm.
My big, bad chaos warlord is playing with me. And I love it.
He brings his head back up and his gaze rakes over me. He takes my hand, the one which slapped him, and he pulls me against his hard body.
“I don’t understand any of this,” he rasps. “All I know is I have to be close to you, every nova second of every nova day. I want you and need you more than I’ve ever needed or wanted anything in my entire life.”
His delicious spicy scent surrounds me, cutting through the mineral-rich air of the aquium. Up close, regardless of his need to shed his skin, Dante’s scales are beautiful. A myriad of iridescent blues and greens cover his impressive abs and make my insides soften.
I look up into his eyes. They are searching my face as if he can somehow gain the knowledge he needs from me. But I can’t help. My heart is pounding in my chest. I can’t forget the kiss we shared, the deep passion which emanated from my warlord, and how I felt as our tongues entwined.
“I don’t understand any of this either, Dante,” I say quietly, tracing a finger over his chest, watching the scales sparkle beneath my touch.
“Have you not mated before?” he queries.
“Um…” Now this is a difficult one. “I have notmated, not in a Sarkarnii sense,” I say. “I have been intimate with a human male in the past.”
