Chapter 37

"Oh my. You must have received quite the hit from the amount of bruising visible."

Pallin bit back his pain as the salarian examined his injured delicate parts.

He had thought that the extraction of his delicates from behind the groin plates was going to be the worst part but now having his bits stretched out and prodded... well Pallin was on the verge of committing murder.

"What is the diagnosis, doctor?" he hissed out.

Dr. Somnus blinked his huge eyes at the Executor. "I fear that you will be unable to engage in coitus or other such activity for the foreseeable future."

"No offence but I would prefer an actual time-line. Those are quite enjoyable things to do... when I am not getting kicked into my privates of course."

The salarian nodded. "One moment. Could you hold here please? Just so it does not retract while I retrieve what I need."

Pallin carefully took over from the doctor and watched as Somnus discarded the gloves he used, put on a new pair before rustling through the bag he brought.

He yanked out an injector, assessed the contents and then returned to Pallin's bedside.

The turian had no time to react as Somnus suddenly jabbed his already pained appendage with the injector. Before he could even howl his rage the device delivered its payload.

Pallin instinctively let go and immediately regretted that rash act as biology took over. His penis snapped back into place behind Pallin's lower plates.

The pain that ripped through him was so excruciating that Pallin couldn't even vocalise it. The breath was caught in his lungs and he rolled on to his side while clutching at his groin.

As the pain dissipated, the breath he held in finally escaped in a low hiss.

Pallin looked up at the impassive face of Somnus.

The salarian tilted his head. "You have torn a number of muscles and support vessels in your penile structure. The injection should give long-term pain relief and help speed up recovery. Recommend no sexual activity or stimulus for at least two weeks. Give time for your body to recover."

Pallin finally found his voice. "Ahem... even stimulus?"

"Yes. Do not engage in anything that could cause the structure to stiffen and become erect."

The turian huffed as a thought popped into his head. If he had to avoid stimulus as well then that would mean he and Anne would have to reduce the amount of physical contact they engaged in that was not overtly sexual in nature.

He wasn't willing to give up their nights huddled together on the couch or wrapped up with each other in bed.

"Is there something you can give me that will keep me... you know... less able to..." Pallin stopped and awkwardly coughed.

Somnus blinked before what the turian was referring to finally dawned on him.

"Ah yes. I might have something."

He fished around in the bag and extracted a small container.

"This should help you for the next week. Use one scoop a cycle. Just add it into any drink. It shall prevent you from getting an erection for the better part of a cycle. Contact my office for a prescription when you run out."

Pallin shook the small container before putting it on the side cabinet. "Thank you, Somnus. For everything."

"Of course. Please remember your physical exam is due soon. My receptionist will be in touch."

Pallin nodded and watched the salarian leave.

He rolled on to his back, closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

In the distance he could hear his sister chatting to Somnus eagerly while she led him out.

"Pallin?"

He opened one eye and gazed into Anne's worried face.

"Hey."

"How did it go? Is everything okay?"

Pallin chuckled. "It will be after two weeks recovery time so the good doctor has banned me from our fun activities until further notice."

"Oh. But at least you are okay!"

He grinned. "Indeed. Come. Rest beside me."

The human clambered up and lay down carefully next to him. She placed her head on his chest.

"Pallin?"

"Yes Anne?"

"I'm so sorry about this. I really didn't mean-"

"It's fine. I am well, you are well too and my sister will be feeling a lot better once I get some things sorted out for her. I think Laelia showing you cooking – which you are already great at by the way and don't actually need any lessons for – is a good opportunity for you two to get to know each other. Overall this day has gone pretty okay."

He grimaced a little as a stray jolt of pain knifed through his groin just to point out to him that it hadn't gone that well.

Pallin slowly let the air back out of his lungs.

Anne sat upright and gazed down at him concerned. "Still hurts?"

"Oh yes. Yes it does," Pallin muttered. He grabbed the small container of powder. "Could you do me a favour?"

"Sure!"

He handed over the box. "There is a little dosing spoon in here. I need one scoop added to a drink. Doesn't matter what kind. I only need the liquid so I can knock it back."

"Is it a painkiller?"

Pallin chuckled. "No. More like an inhibitor."

Anne frowned at him. "An inhibit-" She suddenly stopped and flicked her gaze down to his groin area hidden beneath the blanket before returning to Pallin's face.

"Ooohh," she murmured.

"Temporary measure so I don't do more damage."

Anne nodded. "I just... oh god I am so sorry, Pallin!"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him as tightly as she could.

The turian returned the embrace and gently started to rub her back in soothing motions. "You can make it all up to me when I'm healed," he chuckled.

Anne drew back to rub her nose off his own.

"I will. You know I did find some very informative vids on how to use my mouth and tongue in some fun ways. This break will give me time to, ah, get some muscle training in before practising on you," she whispered to him.

Pallin didn't give the reaction she hoped for. He grimaced as pain flooded him.

"Ahem... did I say something wrong?"

"No," he wheezed. "Just... could you mix me up that medication? The doctor was right about no stimulation."

Anne tried hard not to let the laughter that bubbled up out.

She grabbed the container, kissed Pallin on the forehead before hurrying out.