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Sore.

Even turning onto my stomach was a happy sore.

Why did he always go overboard?

adjusting, hot dry hands cupping my ass as I bit the furs to keep in a scream when he spread my cheeks, pressing on my-

I sat up, my limbs shaking a little as I did. No, I wasn't going to think about how he made me cum that way and that was it. Simple as that. My face was red as a tomato as I heard a low chuckle from the doorway and I flicked my eyes to see his silhouette in the doorway, leg crossed lazily over the other.

"Good morning, kitten."

Pulling the furs up around my body I flushed even darker as I pulled at my rats nest of an excuse for hair. "Awfully proud of yourself, aren't you?"

"I excel at all that I do." Swaggering over to the bed he pulled back the furs and put his hands on either side of me, his face inches from mine. My heart ceased to beat as he inhaled my scent deeply, his tiger eyes on me as he spoke thickly. "Go bathe. If you can walk."

With that he leaned back and grinned as he turned on his heel, walking out of his quarters and I felt a mix of disappointment and annoyance.

Was I expecting a kiss?

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My hair was soaking as I dried it, combing it with the ivory comb he had given me as a gift, such a gift had made me so flabbergasted I was speechless, I wondered at his teasing. As I fastened my pale blue dress on, a gift he had also given me it wrapped round my breasts like a Egyptian dress but the bottom was flowing even if it as too short for my taste. Normally he was fine with just the tube top and loin cloth, why this outfit? It was the same outfit I wore when I met Ti'Kon and his, ugh, ward.

The way he was acting was odd too, giving me gifts and such as I wandered to the cockpit, poking my head in to see him looking at something on his wrist computer.

"Hey." I knew he heard me come in as he turned his head to look at me, the image shutting off as a lazy grin spread across his features. I did a little spin. "It looks good?"

Chuffing again he motioned I come to him and Vor'mekta lifted me onto his lap, running his hand over my smooth thigh to tug at the fabric gently.

"Every time you wear it you take words from me."

I smiled. He meant 'leave me speechless' it was enduring as I looked at my lap and he lifted my chin, mandibles tangling in my damp hair as his other hand pressed against my waist. Don't say such romantic things…I might fall for you. I parted my lips to speak when he whispered in my ear.

"If my hunt brothers think the same I might have to kill them."