The end. Or is it?
Once her pussy was red and swollen from his attentions, his motions ceased and turned to pacifying caresses. "There we go, baby," he soothed. "Look at all this medicine you made just for me. Goddess, it's all over your thighs. Mhmm...gotta drink it down."
He didn't loosen her arms, but lowered them, threading them over his neck instead as he moved to lay between her legs once again. "Hold tight, baby. We've got all day," came his words as his head descended.
* * * * *
Three months later
Ina sniggered quietly to herself as she not-so-innocently carried a vase to the bedroom and placed it on the nightstand, which just so happened to be by Joberi's side of the bed. She couldn't wait to see the expression on his face when he saw it tonight.
It hadn't taken them long at all to fall into a routine. After being fully reinstated as Zhertiko, all of his duties were returned to him with special provisions allowing time off for medicinal treatments. His nights ended with his evening preventive extraction and nursing, and his mornings began with a double dose of positive matter from Ina's cunt. And thank the Goddess for that. They both had learned the hard way never to skip a dose when he had obligations for the day. His days off... ha, those were another matter. There was just something so primal and animalistic about his feeding when he missed a treatment
. Meowww.
She was glad to have retired from the Zhertum. The fulfillment she received from being Joberi's full-time Neutralizer...well, that was more satisfying than the thrill of any mission she had gone on.
The snick of a door caught her ear. "Ina? Where are you?"
A grin tipped her lips. He was home early. "In the bedroom!" she called out, arranging the vase so it sat at just the right angle on the nightstand.
The air shifted behind her as two long arms wrapped around her waist. "That certainly is a pretty purple flower. Not as beautiful as you, though. Where did it come from?" he mumbled into her neck.
Her grin grew wider. "Ohhh...it was a gift from Dr. Daru."
Joberi's arms contracted as he grabbed her to his chest and snatched her away from the flower. "WHAT? That better not be what I think it is!" he growled down at her, his brow furrowed.
"Yes, it's
your
Wsidu flower. He said your orgasms fed it so much that it triggered a pigmentation change."
He warily studied the dark purple flower with suspicious looking stamen from the safety of the foot of the bed. "He did, did he? And just what is it doing by
my
side of the bed? Does it still..."
The laughter Ina was trying so hard to hold spilled out of her. "If only you could see your face! I'm sorry, baby...Daru didn't send it. I bought it at the market this afternoon because I simply couldn't bear to pass it up." She hugged him tight and looked up at him with twinkling eyes. "Do you forgive me for teasing you?"
Relief swept over his face like a curtain. "Why, you little..."
She screeched at the sudden invasion of his tickling fingers on her ribs and collapsed, causing them both to fall to the bed.
Lying on their backs, hands intertwined, happy sighs filled the room.
Joberi rested one hand underneath his head. "That certainly was a bizarre experience. I can't say that I'd ever want to go through it again, but I just might, knowing it would bring us together like this. I have to say, though...seeing that..."—he shuddered—"
flower
...makes me wonder if I need a safe word."
"You silly boy. What would you need a safe word for? It's not like we get
too
extreme."
