The Human Bearer
28.
He really liked getting himself in all sorts of problems, Riordan thought while walking quickly with Kyle on his tail.
"Master Rio, are you mad at me for telling Master Xana everything?"
"Not in the least, and I didn't know you cared, Kyle," Riordan said. "It's just that I'm going to meet the big boss, and frankly, I have no idea what I'm doing."
"It is rarely that you know exactly what you are doing, Master Rio."
"Geez, thanks for the reminder, homie," Riordan joked.
"You're welcome."
He shook his head and stopped in front of His Royal Chancellor's quarters. The guards in front of the metallic doors didn't even spare him a glance. However, the doors opened in front of him, allowing him easy entrance. Riordan took a big deep breath and stopped in front of the huge pod in which Marn Savier lay, apparently his mind completely somewhere else. He had no idea what the big boss was doing, and he believed those huge pods were only for navigation. This one was very similar to the one he had seen Kanto using, but somehow, he didn't believe that the high commander would leave the responsibility of navigating the ship to anyone else, not even His Royal Chancellor. But, on the other hand, no matter how strong, these creatures still needed sleep, and maybe Kanto was just taking a nap.
Without looking at him, Marn began talking. "Have a seat, Riordan. I will be with you right away."
Riordan threw a dubious look at the only seating areas he could see there, and they all looked like the beds on which Xana liked so much to spread him with the only intent of giving it to him hard. Although uncomfortable with it, he chose to put his ass down on one of them. How and why did these snakemen make them so soft? Probably to lull all the bearers into feeling pampered, although their asses would get the rodeo of their lives. Hopefully, the big kahuna didn't have dirty thoughts about him, too.
Nah, that was ridiculous. The only guy who didn't think with his snakeman dick on the whole ship had to be this guy. Maybe because he was older and didn't need that much action anymore? Riordan had a lot of questions, but he was supposed to ask only the most important ones and leave the others aside. He remembered how Tasha had used to say that his master was cold as ice, no matter how much fucking he was getting.
Marn slithered out of the navigation pod and remained in the middle of the room, towering over Riordan, his eyes keen and attentive. "You asked to see me."
"Yeah, and thanks. I bet you're busy, saving your species and all," Riordan said quickly. "I want to ask you for lenience." He had asked Kyle to help him with how to address His Royal Chancellor in the most polite form, and the bot had delivered.
"Lenience? What for? Have you done something that would normally warrant punishment, Riordan?"
Marn Savier was a strange one. First of all, Riordan couldn't recall if he had ever seen many Xenos as old as this guy, although he didn't look that old. He looked like the equivalent of a mature Earthian, and his greying hair only made his stern looks appear more dignified. In other words, Riordan felt pretty intimidated in his presence. He could quarrel with Xana all he wanted, because he was obviously older than his alien husband, but he couldn't pull the same thing with a guy as powerful as Marn.
The other thing that was irking him about Marn was how he was always so polite and considerate, because that was such a smooth tactic to make anyone think they were safe. Riordan didn't want to forget that the snakeman in front of him was a powerful politician, someone who ruled a species that had managed to dominate the part of the universe where Earth had the misfortune to be. And now, they had been taken down from the inside, and Riordan could bet that Marn had to be majorly pissed.
"Not me," he hurried to say. "But Xana told me that you put him in charge of order, and he was busy, um, saving my sorry ass, so, he basically let it all happen. Because of me. My sorry ass."
The main reason why he was babbling like that was because Marn was staring into his eyes like he was ready to read his soul inside-out. That was one thing Riordan didn't need right now, since he had plenty of stuff to hide.
"I see. So you want me to be lenient towards him. He failed his duty."
"Come on, it's not like he was the only one in charge of that. And everybody was horny, and, well, you know, stuff happened. Did anyone get hurt?" He really hoped not, because he and Xana both would have a lot of making up to do to the people who suffered at the cocks and tails of those horny Xenos.
"Consequences come in many shapes," Marn said with an all-knowing smile. "I will consider your request if you tell me what happened. Leave nothing out." With that, Marn turned and slithered away. He poured water or so it seemed from a large decanter and came back with the glass.
Riordan eyes the glass with suspicion. "I'm not really thirsty."
"Drink, Riordan," Marn ordered.
He squirmed under the Xeno leader's intense gaze. Now, he was pretty sure there was something fishy in that water. Maybe Marn was a big perv and liked dipping his tail in the water he served his guests. Yeah, fat chance. It was probably a truth serum.
"Okay," he said and took the glass, decided to only dip his lips in it. However, as soon as his lips touched the liquid, he groaned in delight. He stopped and stared at Marn with a stupefied look on his face. It was better than seth; he couldn't say what made that liquid so special, but it was sweet and addictive. The more he drank, the more he wanted. That made it pretty dangerous, and Riordan forced himself to stop. "What's this?" he asked.
"I can tell you are fast approaching your date for delivering the egg," Marn said.
Riordan stared at His Royal Chancellor in shock. "You can tell just by looking at me?"
Marn nodded. "That," he said, pointing at the glass, "contains special ingredients from Xeno that will help you with your delivery. Every bearer has access to it, within reason, of course."
