“I was hoping they’d let me see you.” He holds out his hand and I take it as all of his eyes inspect me.
With the exception of his worried expression and the streak of Mooralan’s cum on his wrist, Ferrok doesn’t look likeanythinghappened.
“Hi.” I offer him an apologetic wince. “Sorry I swallowed part of you.”
“If it didn’t require you making a visit to the infirmary… I wouldn’t mind at all.” He laughs and glances down. “I don’t think I’ve come that hard in my entire life.”
“I mean… you also had to be here.”
“I didn’t, really. They wanted to make sure I was fine, but… I can grow another one.”
“You can?”
“If it’s outside of my body for long enough, my reproductive system will make another.” It’s his turn to wince. “Though, it might hurt if it made it to your stomach acid. I can’t be certain.”
“Let’s not find out.”
“I will remove it in the future, if you let me penetrate you again.” He says it so cautiously.
“It was an accident. Accidents happen.”
“It was careless. I know it ejects when I come. I did not pay enough attention.”
“Itejects?” I’m going to start thinking of it as a loaded gun.
He nods and an alien nurse comes quietly in and sets a tray on the bed beside him. His clitball rolls in it, like a marble.
Picking it up, he offers it to me. “If you want it, you may keep it.”
“Don’t you want to put it back in?”
“It is…” He hesitates, grimacing like he doesn’t know the right words. “No longer functional.”
“Oh.”
“Some of my kind take them as trophies and string them on necklaces as proof of their conquests.”
“Please don’t take this the wrong way, but… Ew?”
“It’s not a practice I approve of either.” He puts it back in the tray. “I’ll have them dispose of it.”
“This all ended… badly.” Maybe I do need to start asking for things. “Do you want to go, get something to eat, or maybe just hang out?”
He brightens, and asks, “Can Mooralan join us?”
“Yeah, totally.”
“Then I would love to see you in less medical surrounds.”
I huff a laugh at the ridiculous wording and tell him where I’ll meet them, before I head back to my locker room.
CHAPTER 4
Ferrok sees me first.
All eyes on me, he waits with his hands in his pockets while Mooralan’s gesticulate wildly.
It takes a moment for him to turn around, and when he does, he catches me up in all eight of his arms and hugs me close.
