To those who have been wanting their make up to be a bit theatric, it will be because they both have to face the physical and clan ethics of their decisions. Now, what will Xian choose? To answer that: you've been Rick Rolled!
Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley
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"Xian. I just want to tell you what I'm feeling. I need to make you understand." I said it softly as the sweat dripped off him and onto the mat, my eyes following the long curve of his leg to his clawed feet. My eyes flicked back up to his face and he had turned his back to me, setting the combistick back in its spot on the wall before facing me once more.
"I need you to understand as well." He strode across the room to me and I tilted my head to meet his gaze as he put a finger under my chin. "Many will oppose this decision, little one, and even those I call blood will show their disdain for you."
"I don't care." I set my jaw and put my hand on his, so pale against his olive skin and I stared into his emerald eyes. "I just need you and I am content."
A low rumble filled his chest and he knelt down to my level and put my hand over his thundering twin hearts. "We are no strangers to controversy, you know the rules and so do I. A full commitment is what's on my mind. You know you won't get this from anyone else, my flower."
I blushed at his confession to me and I bit my lip, sucking it between my teeth. "You know you can be very romantic when you want to be." I teased.
Rolling his eyes he stood up and looped an arm around my waist, holding me to his body and squarely picking me up making me laugh. "Am not romantic." Giving my butt a solid tap he carried me towards the bathing chamber and I touched his dreads.
"Let me wash your back?"
"Only if I wash you," He smirked and I blushed again, he could be such a pervert as I was set down. Unclasping my dress I watched him take off his loincloth with a curious gaze. Seeing my stare he clicked. "Wash here as well, mmm?"
Heat spread to my face and I turned away. "I was only wondering how that fits inside me."
Snorting he laughed deeply and stepped into the hot pool, stretching his limbs out as I sat on the ledge beside him. "Patience and your sweet indulgence."
Taking a wash cloth I dipped it into the water and I began to wash his broad, muscular back. Tracing each bulge and crease I leaned in and kissed a scar along his shoulder blade. "You are patient. More so than I am,"
"I am warrior, must have patience. You are flower, have no need of patience." He brushed his long dreads over one shoulder for me to get at his neck and I pressed myself against his back, looping my arms over his shoulders.
"Oh I'm a flower? Then what's this?" I delightfully traced my fingers over a small bite mark on his collarbone that was just my size. "Flowers have teeth now?"
"Hardly. More akin to your kisses," He turned suddenly and caught me around the middle pulling me onto his lap, my legs kicking as I squeaked.
"You like my kisses," I pointed out and he made a face, pulling his mandibles wide in akin to a grin and I ran a hand up his abs to his pectorals. "I recall you saying that yautja don't kiss."
"Not in the way that you and I do, no," He seemed saddened by that face as he held me, a hand cupping my breast and idly teasing my nipple. It was very distracting. "It is a pity for other males that only I can taste your lips."
"Xian!" I was blushing so badly and he was so, so happy about it as his other hand slid between my legs to pinch my clit with gentle fingers. I gripped his wrist as he inhaled along my throat his tongue teasing the shell of my ear. "You're being a dick."
"Oh but you enjoy it, I can smell how you enjoy it," A low growl was in his throat and I hid my face against his pecs, my hand going between us to feel his erection. Proud and full I bit my lip again as I peeked up at him, smiling a little as it pressed against my hip.
"I don't believe you…you might have to prove it," I sing songed as I teased the bulbous, pale green tip that was oozing precum onto my thumb and forefinger.
"You want to play that game?" He smirked as he leaned in and his breath was hot on my face. "I do find that game most delicious…"
