I'm twitching around him still and he is just as full and erect within me after several minutes.
Then he takes a deep breath, licks the back of the shoulder he recently had caged in his teeth, and starts to pull back out of me.
He is still locked tight against me, the hold incredibly intimate. He's still licking my shoulders and the back of my neck as I feel the skin of his sheath close, no longer pushing my ass cheeks open.
He shifts to the side, then uses his tail to spin me and pull me up on top of him. I let out a contented sigh and bury my face into his fur.
He tightens his arms around me and his purr starts up again as I drift to sleep.
40
Thivoll
I wake long before my little human, her weight on me a pleasant welcome to consciousness.
She is still naked, her nanothread reduced to a thin band around her waist. I don't want to disturb her, so I resist the urge to stroke my hand across her back or gather up her long mane.
To distract myself, I inspect the surrounding cave.
There is just enough ambient light from the opening that I can make out details. The ground is smooth, but not naturally, and there are shelving nooks carved out in the walls of the cave.
There are also a couple of receded chambers leading off of this main one that show tool marks and doorways with carved-in hooks at the top clearly meant to hold fabric drapes.
I'm relieved to see that there are two exits.
I highly doubt colonists would have bothered with the years of tedious carving it would have taken to do all this work without modern technology.
That means there was, or still is, in the unlikely chance the braceaaer didn't exterminate them, a sapient species here.
As far as I know this was one of the many planets that hadn't evolved to that point, but we have suspected for years that many of those situations were simply secret cases of genocide.
I suppose looking for native inhabitants will have to be added to our already too full task list. In the meantime, I can tell by the smell of it that this cave hasn't been occupied in many years.
Whoever they were, they must have either had a system of ropes or they were also arboreal because very few species could reach this cave. Or even know that it existed.
I'm not sure I would have even found it if I hadn't let the primitive part of me that wants to take over after using my venom have control.
Before I knew it, we were in a cave and I was covering my Ree.
My hands pull her tighter to me at the memory, and then I inwardly curse myself when the movement causes her to stir.
Then she is suddenly twitching in my arms. A moment later she slides off of me, sits bolt upright, and then has her arms folded behind her scratching at her back.
"Agh! Is your skin itching, Thivoll?'
"No. Are you well?"
She continues scratching, moving her hands all over her upper body. "I must've gotten into something. My neck and back are burning, but it isn't too bad."
Her movements suggest otherwise, and I shift my body so I can help her. After a few minutes, she speaks again.
"Alright, that feels better, thanks."
"Of course."
She looks around the cave, though in a way that suggests she can't actually see anything. "Are you sure something didn't bite me while we were sleeping?"
I take a closer look around. "It's possible, but there aren't many creatures in here and they don't seem interested in us."
