When Zuri woke up, she went right back to pestering him, "I wanna go somewhere."
She was already delicate just because she was ooman, and with her being pregnant too, he didn't have any idea of where to take her. Keta-ki got out his knife set and laid them on a small table. They never dulled, never needed to be sharpened. He lightly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the target wall. The knives were small, non lethal, and Keta-ki practiced with them every day.
One by one, he threw them at Zuri. His motions were smooth and precise. They generally outlined her body, but left a six inch gap. She turned her head, eyeing the sharp knives that were embedded into the wall around her. She rolled her eyes, seeming rather unimpressed.
"Is that the best you can do?"
He quickly defended his honor, "I made sure to leave space in case you flinched."
Keta-ki surged forward to retrieve his knives. He crowded her, letting his heat reach out to her without his body touching hers. When all the knives were pulled from the wall, he lifted one of the blades to her face. He let the back of it softly trail down her cheek. He couldn't help himself, continuing to slide the blade down the V of her shirt.
"How close do you want them?"
"As close as you can get them." She challenged.
He walked back several feet, then lifted up a blade. His yellow eyes focused on his target, taking precise aim. He let out a slow exhale and with a flick of his wrist he hurtled the blade at her. It hit right above her head, and he quickly proceeded to throw the rest, forming a tight dotted line around her. The last knife landed below her pelvis, going right through her loincloth.
They were right against her skin. As he walked forward, he could tell she was trying not to smile. He slowly removed the blades, noticing that one had just hardly nicked her neck. She hadn't flinched at all. His hand reached between her legs to tug the last one out that had gone through her loincloth.
She placed her palms up on his chest, "Well, since you don't seem to need any more practice...you should take me for a walk." Zuri shoved him away and began to walk towards the door.
She was such a tease. "I'm not taking you outside Zuri."
"Why not? I just want some fresh air and to get a little exercise."
"No."
"Please, It's good for my health and the baby."
He couldn't deny that she was right. "We will go for a very short walk."
Outside was like a subdivision of scattered houses. Some were on the more modern side, coming in a variety of odd shapes, and covered in tinted glass. Others were more rustic, constructed like plain ziggurats and pyramids. The abundant traffic in the sky was kept invisible until the ships landed, to keep the planet from looking crowded. Zuri didn't wait for him to lead.
She headed in a random direction, and Keta-ki kept his pace slow enough so that he could walk beside her. There wasn't very many people out and about. The few people they passed though, gave them odd looks. Keta-ki socialized with most of the neighbors and knew them well, but with Zuri beside him, no one stopped to talk to him. Keta-ki knew when he was being shunned.
He was walking around with a pregnant ooman, and they connected the dots. They thought he had got her knocked up without claiming her as a mate. If she were yautja, that wouldn't have mattered. But since she was ooman, some did not approve. Keta-ki could have corrected their assumptions, but instead chose to ignore them and focus on Zuri.
He placed his arm around her back to steer her, "This way to the shops."
Out of the subdivision and on the edge of town was a few of his favorite shops. The owners spun a story for each of the objects for sale, just to make them seem more valuable. The high prices always needed to be haggled. However, they had new and interesting foreign goods that Keta-ki found hard to resist. He ushered Zuri inside the closest shop.
It was filled with torture weapons, unique jewelry, clothes, exotic foods, and more. Everything she touched, the shop owner had to tell them about, and she touched a lot of things. He kept anticipating that she'd ask him for something, but she never did. When they were about to leave she asked to use the bathroom. Keta-ki followed her to the bathroom, checking for other doors or windows in which she could use to run off.
Since there were no escape routes, he left her to do her business. At every single shop she stopped to use the bathroom. He was aware that pregnant oomans sometimes had to use the bathroom more frequently, but she was going ridiculously often. He had stopped checking the bathrooms first, and waiting right outside the door, as it was getting annoying. Instead, he browsed the shop, looking for something to buy her.
It wasn't very often that he had the chance to buy anyone a gift, and he wanted to find something special for her. A necklace would have been fitting, but he didn't want anyone to see it as an ownership collar. Since she was still in the bathroom, he contacted a few people he knew, trying to procure some chocolate for her like she'd asked for. He had kept an eye on the bathroom for and she'd never come back out. When he went to stand by the entrance, he couldn't hear any movement in the bathroom.
Keta-ki stormed in and checked the bathroom, finding it empty and a window open. He had felt almost foolish thinking that she would run away, but then she went and did it. His chest vibrated with an angry growl. When he found her, she was going to be in some serious trouble. He whirled around and left the shop to track her.
Around the back of the building was an alleyway with her footprints. He could follow her scent. And he asked a few people in the streets if they had seen an ooman, and they pointed in the direction she had gone. If she hid from him, he was going to be furious. But if she got herself hurt in any way, he was going to be even more infuriated.
When he caught up to her, she looked behind her back and spotted him. Zuri bolted, weaving through the alleyways and zipping across the streets. Keta-ki was an experienced and deadly executioner. He followed her, letting her wear herself out. Then, even her chest was heaving and it off breath he launched at her.
As he grabbed her wrist, she shrieked and spun away from him. He worried that she would twist her wrist, so he dropped his hold. She fell to the ground, her eyes beginning to water. He growled at a few bystanders, but turned back to Zuri as scrambled up. His chest heaving and his fists clenched, he walked forward and grabbed her by the hair.
"You are coming home with me, and you will be locked up and handcuffed!"
She began to cry, and as he drug her forward she begged, "Slow down."
As he yanked her forward, another male boldly stepped in to command him, "Let go of the girl immediately."
"This is none of your business! Back off!" Keta-ki snapped.
The other male slammed his fist into Keta-ki's face, and he instantly let go of Zuri. He backpedaled some as the other male gently pushed the ooman behind him, guarding her. Keta-ki started to get more angry, but realized that the citizen was simply looking out for her. She had a small baby bump and Keta-ki had been handling her roughly. He snarled at the male, but backed down.
The other yautja looked down at the ooman then, searching for any wounds before he asked, "What's your name?"
"Zuri." She whimpered.
"Is this your mate?"
She shook her head.
"Do you know him? Or is he a stranger?"
Keta-ki blew up again, "I was not kidnapping her! She is under my command!"
The male splayed out his mandibles angrily at Keta-ki, then turned back to the girl. He asked if she needed to be carried, or if she could walk with him a short distance. She said she was fine, and so the male walked her a good distance away from Keta-ki. He had her sit down, and then the male knelt down beside her and continued to ask her questions. Keta-ki began to pace in the street.
His blood was absolutely boiling, and he was getting even more angry by the passing seconds. He wasn't so much angry at her anymore, but himself. She was wiping her face and smiling at the other male now. He had defended her, protected her while Keta-ki had yelled at her, and hurt her.
Keta-ki was jealous. He didn't like seeing her with another male, because he liked her, he wanted her. She was more then just off-limits though. She was loyal to another mate, and pregnant with another's child. He was no good for her anyway if he couldn't contain his temper.