"You may mark me," she whispered and Set had complied. He had purred for her to keep her relaxed and calmed. She had not fought him as he had pulled her towards him. He'd pushed his head against hers as a form of affection, very proud of her. His wrist blades had scared her and she stood firm.
He kept purring until he noticed she closed her eyes, her cheek snuggling him. His claws were running along her scalp with rhythmic strokes to sedate her. She sighed heavily and he chose that moment to mark her with the symbol of his clan. The blade sliced through her skin with swift, accurate strokes and it took a moment before Sara reacted.
"Ow!" She winced and made to pull away when he tightened his grip on the back of her neck.
"Still," he growled in English.
She stopped moving, and he held her close to his body while he waited for the pain in her face to fade a little. She still needed a loincloth. He went and retrieved one, not paying attention to the colour until he wrapped it around her waist. It was red, like her blood, it was fitting. With the netting, and the loincloth now, she was dressed the same as his race. He clicked happily, "You look like a warrior," he said in his language and then realized she was probably thirsty and needed to pee again. Oomans were very needy, he surmised.
"You have something I can cover my breasts with?" Her voice cut through his thoughts suddenly. She was gesturing to her teats, her skin flushing with heat and blood. Again, he was amused at how easily she embarrassed. He shook his head at her, his dreads swaying, and watched as her shoulders slumped in defeat.
Set clicked towards her and pointed to the bathroom. She turned redder and nodded her head. He unhooked the chain, and walked her slowly to the bath. He activated the water at the same time as he locked her into the wall. He then crouched to retrieve the jug as well. He was thirsty.
He turned his head to glance back at Sara and noted that she was standing awkwardly by the panel, staring from the bath to him and then back to the bathing hole. He pointed at the water, and spoke in his language, not thinking that she couldn't understand him, "Allow me to accompany?" She nodded at him causing him to purr to himself as he stripped, taking care to place his armour on the ground.
The water was warm and he settled against the edge to watch Sara standing uncomfortably. His eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed her hands shaking as she stripped. By the time the last article was removed, she ran for the water. She hid herself beneath the dark water. He chuffed at her and pulled her towards his body, she was tense against him until he splashed the soothing liquid over her marked cheek. He purred, enjoying the feel of her hair as he ran his claws through it.
"Are we going to your planet?" She whispered, her head resting against his chest.
"Sei-i." He answered.
"Is that 'yes' in your language?" He chuckled and nodded deliberately.
"Sei-i," he finally said after realizing she couldn't see him, "Learn my language," he purred down at her in Yautja, his mandibles were clicking.
"How do you say 'No'?" She inquired.
"M-di," he answered deliberately, making sure to enunciate.
He chuckled, but continued to drip water over her hair, when she asked about removing her collar. She was persistent. "M-di." Her shoulders visibly deflated as she exhaled deeply. Her soft body sinking into him more.
"Am I a slave?" He smelled her fear as she asked that question. He was quick to answer her.
"M-di," He growled, and then ran a claw down to her ass, " You are my sexual pet," he rumbled, making his body vibrates beneath her, "Your cunt is mine, and mine alone," he continued, liking the little bumps that formed on her skin as his talon grazed it, "Your body is my temple…" he trailed off and then sighed heavily as he realized she had not understood a single word he said. He switched to English, and snorted to himself, "Pet."
"I'm your pet?" She sounded disappointed.
"Sei-i," he said deliberately, he would show her the difference.
"What is the difference?" His purr deepened as she asked exactly what he wanted to hear. His dau-shui started permeating the air and he looked down at her with half-lidded eyes. He didn't have to reach to run a claw along the outer lips of her pussy from behind.
She shifted as he touched her cunt lightly, "Pet sleep on bed, Slave sleep on floor or cage." He purred. "Protect pet, share slave."
"Share…." Her voice trailed off and he scented her fear on the air. She mumbled something under her breath that he ignored. He put a paw on her ass instead and pulled her closer to him.
"Sara belong to Wolf," he explained slowly, "Yautjas fight Wolf if want Sara."
"You would fight for me?" She whispered.
"Sei-i," he replied, "Yautja way. To death."
Her heart fluttered in her chest and she raised off him again to look him in the eye. Her fingers were splayed on his pectorals. He could see her pupils dilated as she inhaled his musk. "You would die for me?" She breathed, warm water leaking from her eyes.
Set's chest expanded and he nodded his head regally. "Sei-i," he answered and then continued in his own language, his tusk clicking, "I would bring you to Cetanu with me."
Her short, pink tongue came out and licked at her fat, soft lips. He liked that she had those. Her fingers flexed on his chest. "Wolf…" she was hesitant as she spoke his name, he continued purring for her as she cleared her throat, "May I…" she laughed nervously, "Would you mind if I…" she trailed off again, her face turning red. He stopped purring and watched the red colour dance down her skin until it disappeared beneath the water.
"Speak," he chuffed gently. It seemed to snap her out of her mortified trance and she exploded into speech.
"Would-you-mind-if-I-kissed-you?" She spoke quickly, her words strung together. She spoke so fast all he understood was '-issed you'. He stilled completely, his predatory eyes narrowed and he focused on the ooman.
"Again," he ordered, focusing his attention on her. Her eyes widened, and she averted her gaze.
"I would like to kiss you…" she spoke slower. He tilted his head to the side. Kiss him? His eyes dropped to her soft mouth. He nodded. He was open to her kissing him. She straightened in the water, raising herself out so that she was at eye level with him, the water lapped at her waist as she kneeled on his thighs. Her hands gripped at his shoulders, pressing into his scales.
Sara was staring at his tusks, his mandibles, lingering on the broken one. "Want to open those for me?" She murmured, her fingers hovering over, but not touching, his mandible. He extended it to touch at her fingers gingerly. Her pinky rubbed along his scales as he spread his tusks as wide as he could.
He purred as she very carefully leaned forward pressed her lips to the gum line of the bottom row of sharp teeth that lined his inner mouth. She moaned and then squeaked as his long, forked tongue rubbed along her lips. They parted and Set exhaled as he pushed into her warm mouth, exploring her blunt teeth, the palette and her tongue. His cock stirred from within his sheath.
This was a ooman custom he readily enjoyed. He liked her taste, and by the way she sucked on his tongue… Paya… she liked his flavour too. Nothing had ever touched his tongue in this manner. His vision sharpened as he huffed against her. Her mouth was turning addictive.
She pulled away from him to catch her breath. She was gasping, her cheeks flushed with blood. The water masked her arousal, but he knew. Her blood could not lie as it lit up her body with heat. The female wanted him. She had liked that he had told her he would die for her, he would show her then at the first opportunity, on the clan ship. Her eyes darkened and her body had heated.
Set purred as his green cock slowly emerged from his sheath to stand tall between them beneath the dark water. He pushed his hips towards her, she gasped and glanced down. She spread her knees so that she wasn't kneeling on him any more.
He raised a claw to her hair and lowered his brow to her head. He did not demand her compliance, rather he asked, "Sara obey Wolf?"
Her green eyes had focused on his and she turned a dark red. She nodded slowly. "I will obey…"
He purred and pushed his cock against her core. "Good girl."