Hi friends! Sorry it's been a while before posting but it doesn't mean I haven't been writing. So today, two chapters..maybe three..depending on these World of Warcraft servers lol! So here you are, two chapters that I hope you enjoy and made the wait worth while. Thank you to all of my new followers and favorites and the reviews. I greatly appreciate every single one of you and thanks again for choosing Devotion!
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"I can't do it anymore." Erie whined out as she dropped to the floor with her two daggers in hand.
They'd been training for almost two weeks and she was already burned out on it. It wouldn't be so bad if Dae'er didn't want to train 24/7 or however long Yautja days are. In the morning, training. After lunch, training. Before bedtime, training. Her muscles weren't even given a chance to relax before they had to work again.
"You asked me to teach you how to hunt and fight, No'elia. Have you changed your mind already?" He questioned.
"No, it's just that I need, like, a day to recuperate. I've worked out so much that I can barely lift my arm." She said as she demonstrated her shaky hand.
"If you can successfully land a blow with your daggers then you shall have one day. There is no reason for reward if you have not progressed." Dae'er walked over and tossed a training polearm onto the magnetic holding of the weapon rack.
"Fine. One blow. One day. Easy." She jumped up and held the daggers in her hands the way Dae'er had taught her, one turned sideways in front of her and the other held off towards her backside for a quick attack or a safe block.
He nodded at her and she advanced at him rapidly. She tried immediately for a thrust at his side and he quickly knocked away her forearm. The contact on her sore muscles had her wincing but she pushed through the pain. She spun around to throw a weighted slash against him but he easily dodged her weary attack. She thrust a high attack but he used his wrist to stop hers. She tried a low jab but he also blocked that one.
This was going terribly. She was far too weak and way too tired to focus. She supposed that was his point though, wasn't it? She stepped back, breathing rapidly and stared at him. She let out a hard exhale then tried again. This time she summoned all the strength she had left and unleashed a flurry of rapid attempts to strike him. Left hand, right hand, both hands but no matter how fast she was, he was incredibly faster. She couldn't help but feel like he was being too hard on her.
She tried a fake out by trying a attack at his waist and while he blocked that one she used her other weapon for sneak attack at his leg. He was far too focused though and blocked them both. She growled in anger and stepped back away from him.
"This isn't fair!" Her voice echoed through the training room.
"It isn't about fairness, No'elia, it's about perseverance. If you are injured, ill or have multiple enemies coming at you, it will seem as if it isn't fair. Your weariness does not matter to those that wish harm upon you. You must be able to stay focused and ready to fight for your life." Dae'er explained.
"I just can't focus when my muscles scream at me every time I move them." She stated as she looked at the bottom of her forearms. They hurt so bad she was sure there was a bruise somewhere.
"This is why we are training. We are conditioning your body, preparing it for endurance. You may have half a day." Dae'er said as he headed for the exit.
Erie tossed her daggers onto the wall then quickly followed him and tucked herself against his side. He now allowed her to walk with him like this instead of with his hand on her neck. Other Yautja would stare but Dae'er had said if he was going to break a rule by training her, he might as well break all of them.
He still left her in the daycare while he went on royal duties but she didn't mind. Her and Seleana had become really close friends and she enjoyed conversing with a human every now and then especially another girl. The babysitter that Dae'er had nearly killed was relocated to some other trivial job and now a female Yautja watched them. Dae'er seemed more comfortable with their selection since he was easily agitated whenever any male looked her way. She wasn't sure why they just didn't put a girl babysitter in here to begin with since there were nothing but female humans in the daycare.
Dae'er ran his fingers down her cheek, his way of saying goodbye or hello, then he left her in the daycare. Seleana gestured frantically for her to come over and Erie grabbed a purple jelly fruit from a bowl and plopped down on the couch beside her friend.
"Oh my god, girl. You have to see this." Seleana tilted her head slightly to her left trying to discreetly show her something.
Erie looked around the room and did a double take when she saw a girl with a protruding belly. She looked at Seleana with a look of bewilderment on her face.
"Is she?..." Erie questioned.
"Yes, fruit! I've been here five hundred years and I've never seen a pregnant human before." Seleana said as she peeled her own jelly fruit.
"Is it Yautja?" Erie asked.
"I don't know. She's not talking. I guess she's a little embarrassed. I mean look at her, her Yautja is a Young Blood and he didn't even give her proper clothes. She's been huddled under that fur since she came in." Seleana bit into her jelly fruit.
"Does that mean that it's possible for us to become pregnant?" Erie questioned as panic rose up inside of her.
"I don't even know anymore. I mean five hundred years of girls coming and going and I've never seen one pregnant girl. Not even me, and my Yautja be using my body multiple times a day." Seleana stated as she watched the pregnant girl lay down on the couch.
"Maybe she was already pregnant when they took her?" Erie suggested.
"Nah, I've seen her in here before, like way before. Not as often as you and me but frequent enough to know that she wasn't pregnant. That baby is definitely new." Seleana bit into her jelly fruit again.
Erie felt sick. She liked Dae'er and even loved being around him and having sex with him but just the idea of getting pregnant by him had her stomach rolling. She liked kids, she had no objections to kids. She had to like them somewhat since she was a nurse back on Earth but an Yautja baby? She looked at Seleana who didn't look as worried as she did.
"How would you feel if you were her?" Erie asked gesturing at the girl sitting across from them.
"I don't know. I guess I wouldn't care too much. I've been alive since forever and sometimes a girl just gets an urge for a baby, you know? I think I'd be alright with it. My master is getting old and he's not as entertaining as yours. A baby would definitely be something to occupy my time with." Erie looked at Seleana and tried to determine if she were serious.
The girl always joked around so much that Erie always had to look at her face to make sure she was serious. When Seleana's face went from gazing to longing she knew she was dead serious. She kind of felt sorry for Seleana. She had become so alone and so desperate that she didn't see anything wrong with having an Yautja baby growing inside of her. On the other hand, Erie understood how sad it must be to just be someone else's entertainment and never having anything to call your own. Erie wrapped her arm around her friend and hugged her close to her.
"You should ask him." Erie whispered.
"He's lenient with a lot of things but something like that? He'd never agree to it." Seleana replied.
"Well it doesn't hurt to ask." Erie smiled at her.
If Seleana wanted an alien baby then who was she to judge her. Maybe she actually loved her Yautja. Five hundred years was a long time to spend with someone without growing attached in some way. Erie had been around Dae'er for almost three Yautja weeks and even she felt a growing attachment for him. Was it possible for her to love Dae'er? Of course, she was never judgmental when it came to something as rare as love. It made her wonder if Yautja felt love like humans did or if they just plateaued at certain feelings.
"How's it going with your prince?" Seleana asked as she moved away from Erie's hug.
"Oh you know, same old same old. Training. Conditioning. All that jazz." Erie said as she walked over and fixed her a cup of water.
"You're so lucky your Master likes you as much as he does. I wish mine would do something other than explore my nether regions." Seleana said.
"Well, he still does that." Erie replied as she handed Seleana the cup.
"Los hombres son todos iguales. Doesn't matter what planet they're on." She said as she took a sip.
"Isn't that the truth." Erie said as she took a swig from her own cup.
After a few more weeks of harsh training from Dae'er, she could finally tell a difference in her body. She even had the makings of some nice abs going on. Dae'er had started hand to hand combat with her and discovered, with some excruciating trial and error, that her bones weren't as dense as his. He had some custom armor made for her and she was still trying to break it in.
She had black shin guards that were made out of some hard metal material and was cushiony against her smooth skin. They wrapped all the way around her legs and she had to admit they looked pretty sexy on her. He also had some armguards made for her out of the same material and they had attachable fingerless leather gloves for gripping the handles of her daggers. She was extremely happy about those since her hands began to callous from the heavy metal.
On top of her new armor pieces, he had also splurged and had some better coverings made as well. No more leather or fur, her breastplate was like a belly shirt that had a collar like a turtle neck. It wasn't made out of the same metal material as Dae'er's but it was still some sort of hard, almost plasticy, material. The bottoms were much more simple and she began to notice that Dae'er enjoyed a bikini bottom on her. They were made out of a mesh material so it was breathable but some of the hard plastic pieces still adorned the majority of it.
She had to admit, she felt like a warrior in this new attire. She had also began to tie her hair back in a ponytail for training but Dae'er didn't like it and he would constantly pull out the tie to release her long locks. She had become quite adapted to using her daggers but she was still unable to land a blow on Dae'er.
"Focus, No'elia." Dae'er's voice was loud and brash.
He came at her rapidly, throwing a right hook that she quickly blocked. He really liked testing the material of her armor since every time she blocked a blow it became more and more painful. He threw a left hand lower cut and she quickly clasped both her hands together and brought them down onto his fist. He shot his right hand out to grab her throat and she used her right palm to thrust his arm away from her.
His left hand came at her and she locked it under her right arm and she tried to throw a swift left hand punch at him but he blocked it easily. His right hand came at her left jaw and she wasn't fast enough, it connected and she was thrown onto the floor. Before, she would sob and cry out in pain but she had grown accustomed to his blows. He didn't put all of his strength into his punches but he put enough that wherever he hit would be bruised for a week. Her jaw was already feeling swollen.
"Are you hurt?" He asked as he knelt beside her and inspected her jaw.
"It's alright, I'll live." She said as she stood and wiped sweat from her brow.
"Remember to focus on both hands. Not just one." He instructed.
"Yeah, I know." She sighed out.
She always got bummed out when she missed a block or a hit or anything else that she had slipped up on. Dae'er was a great trainer and there was no reason that she should still be missing such easy blocks. She hated disappointing him, he put so much time into her and she was still struggling on the basics.
"May I go to bed?" She asked him dejectedly.
He nodded and she exited the training room. He was becoming better at picking up her emotions. When she was angry he would try to calm her and make her happy. When she was sad, he would force her into a cuddle session and purr that wonderful relaxing purr to soothe her. If she was excited he'd take her for a stroll around the building, showing her off and gloating in the stares from the snobby Yautja.
She was sure that after her quick bath that he would pull her into those fluffy furs and cover her with his body. She had even mastered some of his language and outside of training, she'd request that he leave his mask off so she could speak to him. She also just enjoyed hearing him speak that alluring language, so much so that she would often request that he tell her stories as she went to sleep even if she didn't fully understand it.
After her bath, Dae'er came in and bathed as well then he joined her in his massive bed. She laid beside him and just admired his features. His piercings were actually quite sexy and she liked when he left his mask off when they had sex so she could see him. Their recent intimate sessions had become much more gentler since he was so rough on her in the gym. She didn't mind, she loved going slow so she could enjoy his huge thickness.
"No'elia, I have a gift for you." He said in Yautja.
She looked at him in surprise. He didn't normally give her gifts. The armor was kind of a gift but she felt like it was more of a necessity. She sat up and watched as he got out of bed and pulled a box out from under it. She watched in curiosity as he popped the latches on the metal box and opened it. He turned it and showed her the contents.
Her mouth opened in a gasp when she saw two new black metal daggers. The blades looked razor sharp on both sides and the tip looked just as deadly. The handle was wrapped in a black leather and a crimson gem adorned the end of the handle. She picked one up and was amazed at how it felt weightless and contoured to the size of her hand. She immediately recognized the engraving on the blade.
"It's a no'eli." She said chuckling at the engraving of what looked like a leaping jaguar.
"For my no'eli." He said.
"These are perfect. I can't believe you had these made for me." She stated as she lifted the other and gave them a quick test by turning them over into attack mode.
"Here, also this." He said as he lifted the material that cushioned the blades and pulled out two black leather sheaths with straps. "They wrap around your legs." He reached over and extended her smooth slender leg out and began strapping one of the sheaths on.
It wrapped around her thigh with two straps and had a belt like buckle. When it was secured comfortably he took one her daggers and slid it into place. It clicked and locked into the sheath.
"Magnet inside so it doesn't slide out with movement." He said.
The daggers made her legs look even more sexy and she couldn't believe Dae'er would give her such an amazing gift, even if she wasn't that great with them yet. She still felt like she had a long way to go.
He picked up her hand and nuzzled it against his face. He raked his claws lightly along her thigh as he leaned over top of her, his red and black dreads falling over his shoulders. She reached up and glided her hand over his massive chest and he rumbled an erotic growl. He gripped onto her hips and yanked her down to the edge of the bed.
Just as she began to rub her legs over his muscular thigh, someone at the front door diverted his attention. He looked down at her and she could tell he was debating whether or not to just ignore whoever it was and continue with her. The sound of the alert went off again and he growled impatiently then strode over to the door. Erie jumped up and peeked out from the bedroom.
She saw another Yautja male, clearly a servant by the lack of rings in his hair. She could barely make out what he was saying. She only understood every other word. She did pick up that it was about Seleana's Yautja and Dae'er's tresses raised at a word she didn't recognize. Her first thought was that Talia was at it again. The servant saluted Dae'er then dispersed.
"What's wrong?" Erie asked as Dae'er came back into the bedroom and began putting his armor back on.
"The ancient, U'th'ri, has grown ill. They believe it won't be long before he greets Cetanu. It is customary for those of high rank to watch him transcend." Dae'er said as he attached his wrist computer then placed his mask on.
"Can I come? Seleana is my friend." She asked.
Dae'er stared at her a moment, mulling over her request. "Get dressed. His companion will be waiting at the station."
She quickly placed on her armor and when she went to place her other dagger on, Dae'er stopped her. "Another time." He said as he removed the straps from her current one.
Dae'er left her at the daycare before departing in a hurry but not before nuzzling her in adoration. The daycare was completely empty except for Seleana who was huddled up at one end of the couch she always sat on.
"Seleana?" Erie said quietly and when Seleana saw her she quickly wiped away tears.
"Hey, fruit." She sniffled and sat up to act like she was composed. "What's going on? What are you doing here so late?"
Erie frowned at her as she sat down on the couch. He opened her arms and after hesitating a moment, Seleana threw herself into Erie's embrace. Her friend sobbed loudly and the feel of her tears on her skin were cold. She soothed her and stroked her hair.
"It's that bad, huh?" Erie asked.
She felt Seleana nod. "He's just old, you know? I don't know if I'm more sad about losing him or because I'll be next."
Erie had forgotten about the "I die, you die" part of the companion deal. Seleana was her only friend here and Erie didn't know what she would do without their friendship. She would definitely miss Seleana's chipper attitude. She was the one that told her everything she needn't to know about the Yautja. Without Seleana, she never would be as comfortable as she was now with Dae'er.
"Maybe he's just ill. Maybe he'll pull through." Erie tried to cheer her up but Seleana had been alive for 500 years, she knew when things were bad and when they weren't.
"He's never been this bad off. He's been sick before but not like this." Seleana's sobs had quieted but her voice was still solemn.
"What are they going to do to you if he dies?" Erie asked.
"My master told me that they would euthanize me. Like how they do with dogs." She said looking up from Erie's chest then tucking her head back against her. "He said it would be quick and I wouldn't feel anything."
"Isn't there something we can do? Maybe someone else can take care of you." Erie questioned.
"Nah, fruit, if my master dies so will I." Erie hated being so helpless. There was absolutely nothing she could do to help her friend.
A few hours later an unfamiliar Yautja showed up and was talking to the baby sitter. She turned and looked at Seleana then motioned for her to come over to the fence. Erie hugged her tightly and Seleana pulled away first. She smiled at Erie and more tears gathered at her brown eyes.
"See ya around, fruit." Seleana said as she stepped through the metal detectors.
The strange Yautja placed his hand around her neck and Erie watched as her friend broke down again. She cried hysterically as her escort took her away. Erie dashed over to the fence and watched through the holes until she could no longer see Seleana.
This wasn't happening. Seleana couldn't die, she was the only person that kept her sane in this place. She grabbed a hold of the fence and the baby sitter grunted. She wanted Dae'er, she didn't want to see her only friend being taken away to her death. Surely Dae'er could do something, he was the prince.
She shook the fence violently. "Dae'er!" She shouted.
The baby sitter hissed at her, a threat to move away from the fence but Erie wasn't in the mood to be obedient. She rocked the flimsy grate again, this time putting all of her strength into it.
"Dae'er!" She screamed. She wasn't even sure if he could hear her or if he was nearby but she needed comfort, she needed him.
The baby sitter grabbed the scanner gun thing and approached Erie rapidly. The female Yautja shot her hand out to grab her but Erie easily blocked and knocked away her attempt. The baby sitter looked at her in bewilderment like she couldn't believe she had just denied her so effortlessly. The baby sitter was angry now and tried again to reach out and grasp her throat but Erie's training was proving fruitful. She used her palm to forcefully knock the females thick forearm away.
"Obey!" The females voice sounded more manly than before as she swung her arm to wrap around Erie.
Erie ducked and rolled away from her heavy swing. The female was in a full on rage now as she went over to her console and slammed on a button. A light flashed in the daycare room and within seconds two Yautja males appeared at the doorway. They eyed her and talked to the female but Erie couldn't understand them clearly. One of the males came at her and she pulled the same maneuvers on him as she did with the female.
She couldn't believe how easy it was to avoid these guys. Dae'er was much more difficult to beat and Erie guessed these guys had little to no training, especially not as much as she had. She easily darted and dodged the two males together but when the female joined in, it became much more challenging. They flanked her and the male that was coming at her straight on, she threw a combo at. A hard heavy right jab into the side of his mandible then a left hook into his ribs. While he was stunned and wailing in pain, she jumped up and planted both of her feet into his chest. He went stumbling backwards and while she was scrambling to get back to her feet, the other male brought his foot down heavily onto her back.
He pinned her to the ground and she writhed and struggled to get free. As soon as she felt her body move he dropped his knee into her spine, completely rendering her helpless. While she was stunned, the female scanned her arm frantically. Erie knew from their conversation that they were summoning Dae'er somehow with her I.D. tag.
The guy with his knee in her back picked her up by her hair and shoved her onto a nearby sofa. She looked at the male she had lashed out on and he was woozily sitting up and talking to the female. She folded her arms on the arm of the couch then buried her face into them. She didn't care about what she had done or that Dae'er was going to be upset with her, she only cared that no one else seemed bothered by the fact that someone was about to be euthanized. Why should her and the other companion girls be killed off because the person that essentially kidnapped them died? Why not just return them to their home planet?
She heard a commotion at the metal detectors and she looked up to see Dae'er angrily conversing with the baby sitter and the uninjured male. She watched as they motioned at the guy on the floor then at her and Dae'er kept his eyes on her the whole the time. Great. She was probably going to be punished for using her new skills on the babysitter and her bodyguards. She had done so well so far, her last punishment was back when she first got here. Dae'er cared for her, that she could tell, but she knew he would feel like he had to punish her or he could get in more trouble than she was in right now.
"No'elia, come." He said and she obeyed without question.
The babysitter scanned her arm and Erie could tell the female wanted to growl or spit or anything to show that she disliked her but she wouldn't dare do it with Dae'er standing right there. Erie hung her head dejectedly and instead of hanging onto his waist like she normally did when they walked, she stayed at the length she did when he would escort her with his hand on her neck. She half expected him to walk her around like that right now anyway.
He didn't say anything or do anything when he brought her back to his apartment. She stood at the entrance of his home while he went into his room. What was he doing? Was she not in trouble? She waited to see what he would do. To see if he was just thinking about how to punish her. He came back out and held her new daggers and sheaths out to her. She took them hesitantly while looking at him suspiciously.
"Am I in trouble?" She questioned.
"Come." He instructed and she followed him to the training room.
He knelt down beside her and motioned for her weapons. She handed them to him and he hastily attached them to her thighs. He pulled them out and placed them back in.
"Try it." He mumbled and she quickly wrapped her hands around the blades and pulled them out then slid them back in.
She watched as he stood and backed away from her then he opened his wrist computer and a holographic image of an Yautja male appeared. She looked at him confused. Surely he didn't want her to fight this hologram. It could kill her. Was this her punishment? A harsh beating from someone else so he didn't have to feel bad.
"What are.." She started but he interrupted her.
"No'elia, you will kill this male." He instructed.
"No! I can't." She said backing away from the hologram.
"You would choose his life over yours?" He asked as he stepped further back from her and the hologram.
"I don't want to do this." She felt the sting of tears gathering in her eyes.
"I have trained you enough that a male of this power should easily perish at your blades. You will show me what you did in the companion station to that Young Blood. Display to me how you took him down." Dae'er stepped back and tilted his head at her.
She shook her head frantically and the hologram moved in front of her. She couldn't do this. She couldn't kill something even if it was fake. The Yautja trilled and took off running at her. Why was Dae'er doing this to her? She wasn't ready. She couldn't fight an Yautja.
The male threw a punch that was coming down at her from above and without thinking, she threw her forearms up in a criss cross manner and blocked the blow. He threw a right hook at her head and she raised her left arm, allowing his punch to connect with her armguard. She reacted fast and threw her own right hand swing, connecting right into his mandible. The hologram chuffed then roared and came at her in a flurry of green heavy fists.
She utilized everything Dae'er taught her. When he threw a right hook, she blocked with her left arm and would use her free hand to strike. If he threw a left hand undercut, she'd knock his arm away and give a swift heavy kick to his stomach. She couldn't believe she was doing it, blocking his attacks like they were nothing. She eventually was able to predict his moves and was able to get in more hits of her own. His mouth oozed neon green blood and one of his eyes was completely shot. She couldn't see through skin but she was sure he had tons of bruises. She smiled, she was doing it! She was actually fighting and winning.
The male extended his wrist blades and Erie felt panic rise up in her. How was she supposed to counter this? She looked around for Dae'er but he was stealthed somewhere. She pulled her new daggers from their sheaths and readied herself. Dae'er's words repeated in her head over and over again. "Be quick, be swift, be precise." Her size was her greatest ability and she had to utilize it like Dae'er had taught her. She had to be offensive to win.
She dashed at the male and he swung his wrist blades, nearly getting her arm. She plunged her right dagger into the lower left side of his back and he howled in pain. He was worn out and too slow. She could do this. She could totally do this! She tried to pull her dagger out but it was wedged into his thick skin, she had no choice but to leave it. He pivoted and tried to drive his wrist blades into her belly but she dropped to her knees causing the blades to skim over the top of her head. This time she aimed for a more sensitive area where the skin wasn't as thick. She used her second dagger and buried it deep into his groin.
This time she was able to retrieve her dagger from the thin skin area and a gush of lime green poured down his leg and dripped from her blade. While she was down here, she brought her knee back and slammed her bare foot into his shin. He dropped to one knee and Erie stood up with her single dagger, tight in her fist, and loomed over him.
"I did it!" She shouted angrily. "I don't have to kill him to know that I beat him." She huffed out.
Dae'er didn't reply and she spun around to look for him. While she was distracted, she felt the searing pain of the male Yautja's wrist blades connect with her thigh. Luckily, he was weak and couldn't summon the strength to slice all the way through her limb. Her blood poured out from the wound and she looked at the hologram. He was beaten but still tried to kill her? Even after she had granted him mercy, he used the last of his strength to try and injure her. She gripped her dagger in her fist, tightening her hold on it.
Dae'er was right. He would kill her if she didn't kill him first. If he had even just a little more strength she would be missing a leg right now. He was testing her heart. Seeing if she would rather die than kill another. She squeezed the handle of her dagger as she stared down at the Yautja male struggling to cut her with his wrist blades. The metal scraped on the floor of the training room and she stepped back out of his reach. She moved around to the other side of him as tears poured from her eyes.
She had never killed anything before, in fact, her entire life was devoted to saving people. Once again she was faced with having to take a life to save her own, like back at the hospital with the man in the coma. She understood what Dae'er was teaching her. If this male wasn't a hologram then he would certainly do anything to try and kill her. It was her or him and she definitely didn't want to die anytime soon. Doing what she should have done at the hospital, she dropped down quickly, buried her knee into his chest then she drove her dagger up through his chin and twisted it. His mouth gurgled and bubbled up more blood and she wiped away the spontaneous tears from her eyes.
After a moment, the body buzzed away and the sound of her daggers hitting the floor echoed through the training room. Dae'er appeared over top of her and stared at her.
"I choose me." She sobbed. "I choose my life." He gathered her daggers and handed them to her. "Was this my punishment?" She questioned again.
"No, No'elia. I am not punishing you. I am proud of your actions today. You defended yourself in the station and in here. I was disappointed that you only injured the Young Blood so I was curious if it was because of your compassion or because you were retrained to prevent further harm." He made his way out of the training room and Erie slid her daggers into their sheaths before catching up with him.
"You wanted me to kill him?" She asked.
"I want you to act as if each encounter like the one at the station is a life or death situation. Remember, No'elia, it's either your life or theirs." He said as he led her into his apartment.
She watched as he removed his armor then he took hers off and laid it next to his, followed by her daggers. She curled up into the furs and pulled one of the pelts close to her body to cuddle it. Dae'er stroked her long hair with his claws and she laid there enjoying the sensation. The slight comfort was relaxing especially after everything that happened.
"Did the ancient die?" She asked in Yautja.
"Yes." Dae'er replied.
"Will Seleana be killed?" She questioned.
"The ancient requested with his final breath that his daughter take her as a companion. Talia surprisingly agreed." Dae'er spoke slowly so she could understand but she barely caught some of the key words.
"Seleana is alive?" She confirmed.
"Yes. Your friend will live on." He replied.
Erie let out a sigh of relief. The Talia woman went up 100 points in her book but she was still in the negative. She turned over and buried her face into Dae'er's scorching hot warmth. He wrapped his huge muscular arms around her and embraced her. She couldn't believe she had actually killed something today, even if it was just a hologram. It was, however, quite a relief to know that she wasn't as weak as she thought. She had actually grown quite strong thanks to Dae'er's 24/7 training. She pressed her lips to his firm pecs then trailed a line of kisses down his chest. He might be hard on her but she was grateful for his stern attitude towards her. He was doing all of this to make sure she could protect herself, to defend herself in case something were to happen to him, like it ever would since he was so strong, but if it did, he wanted to make sure she was well equipped.
Just the thought of him caring for her so enormously had her girly parts stirring. He sensed it too as he began a low steady purr in his chest that vibrated against her face. She wanted nothing more than to feel Dae'er's powerful body over top of hers. His hands rubbed over her skin and she closed her eyes to enjoy his attention to her. She felt so confident and so capable now, her only thought now was how to increase it. She couldn't wait until their next training session but for now, she allowed Dae'er to indulge himself in everything she had to offer and then some.