Ch. 14 Date Night

Room number 19 was full of every possible female of Barracks 13, the sounds of childish giggling and horrific jokes fill the four walls. It was like a massive sleepover, and like all sleep overs, the main topic; Boys. Or in this case Alien Boys.

"Ok, so, how does this even work?" Linda was laughing on the bed as she held onto Andy.

"Yeah, does he come pick you up with roses and chocolates?" Debbie snorts.

"Don't be stupid, it's more like the bloody heart and a skull." Jess supplies.

"Veery funny, you guys." Mercy rolled her eyes as she adjusted her wild dreads into a semi pony-tail. Her dreads were similar to her hair where they curled slightly, they were a pain to deal with since they always flopped into her face.

Sadly, having them pinned back was sending weird signals down her spine a constant feeling of 'something behind you' nagging at the back of her mind. Mercy was really starting to believe that she'll never get use to the dreads and their 'sensing' capabilities.

"Oh, come off it, Mercy, it's funny to think about it!" Jade pokes Mercy in the side making the woman yelp. "Imagine Snape pulling up on a motorcycle, all bad boy vides."

"No, no that's Ke'Nai," Noelle wheezed. "Snape will pull up like a damn badass in a Bugatti!"

This got all the girls howling.

"Yes!" Debbie hops in. "Ke'Nai is the bad boy with tattoo all down his arms, the man bun undercut, dark Demin jeans showing off that heavy package, with that tight ass shirt that makes you want to lick his pecs. Then there Snape, who all savvy, with that "Are you lost baby girl" type shit with a nice ass suite that hugs his huge arms, and a pantie dropping smirk.

"Oooh shit not the "Are you lost baby girl"". Jess was laughing so hard she was nearly falling off the bed as the room burst into more theories and assumptions.

Mercy shook her head as she watched the women around her, it was odd to think how normal all this was becoming, it was only when you stepped back to think about everything that you remember where you really are.

Humans really were adaptable.

Turning she looked herself over in the reflection of her window, she was wearing her normal 'playing' gear. They really didn't own anything more, just some 'clothes' the Mothers' provided, which were just nothing short of Slave Princess Leia type attire.

The reflection only showed her what she already knew, dreads and a toner body and slight pebbling skin, but it couldn't show the strength that was increasing or the grow instinctual awareness that humans weren't born with. It was going to keep changing too, how much longer will she still have this "human" appearance.

Looking to the group behind her through the mirror's reflection, she knew she was going to have to tell them, her 'sisters' but for now she needed to get her Hunting Party together, her goal was still Andy first.

Speaking of which.

"Ok, Andy you're going to be with the girls today while I'm out." She walked to her bed, Andy sitting in Linda's lap.

"And you're going to be with Snape all day?" He asked looking up at her with big eyes that made her faulter.

"Eh, yeah I'll be back tonight though, ok?" She smooths back his dreads as he stared up at her unblinking.

She felt her heart rate increased as he just looked at her, even the women in the room began to look to one another as the boy just sat there.

Looking left then down he nods. "Okay!" he chipped seeming to have processed whatever his six-year-old mind was thinking. "Can I stay up pass the third sunset?" he asked flinging himself into her arms.

Chuckling she sighed; she was worried there for a second. She never really dated back on earth, mostly since her heart laid with Ethan, and she just never found the time. She counted this as a win at dodging the "is he going to be your boyfriend?" question that kids love to ask.

"If you can make it past the second one, then yeah for tonight you can." She agreed to his cheering, since this planted had three huge ass stars, it was weird how night fell.

Mercy, like all the other females in the room, including Andy all turned their heads to the door just as Big Mama walked through. She stood tall and strong, even though now she was looking a bit thinner than she did before.

"Why is Mar'cte by the main entrance?" She spoke slowly looking each woman in the eye before looking to Mercy.

"Ah, yes um that would be for me." Placing Andy back into Linda's lap, kissing his head telling him to be good and rushed out alongside of Big Mama.

But not before someone yelled out behind her. "Remember to use protection!"

The room erupted into another fit of laughter.

Rushing down the hall Mercy shook her head waving to Big Mama as she passed, only to have the Female grab her by the shoulder and whirl her around to her.

Golden green eyes racked up and down her form before taking a talon and swiping it at the band holding Mercy's dreads together. Adjusting the locks out of her face, Big Mama trailed her knuckle down Mercy's cheek then under her chin jerking her head up to her face.

Mercy watched as Big Mama's mandible pulled in tight, her golden green eyes unfocused like she wasn't seeing her, but someone else, but she didn't have a change to think further on it.

Big Mama whipped her around by the shoulders and shoved her out the front door, slamming the door behind her.

Stumbling Mercy grumbled looking behind her at the door before looking forward to Snape, he stood patiently with crossed arms. "Sorry, um ready?" She asked, frowning when she didn't get a response.

Slowly he walked to her, his strides smooth and measured until he got to her and tossed his arms around her pulling her in tightly to his body.

"This is a proper greeting to Oomans." He stated.

"Oomph, oh my uh yes, it is um." Mercy didn't know what to do as she patted his back. "Um Hello to you too Snape."

The sounds of muffled laughter and squealing could be heard behind her, Mercy groans knowing they were all staring out the window. Sure, enough when she tossed a look over her shoulder all of Barack's 13 were crowded in front of the second story window, with Debbie making make-out faces and Jade make crude hand gestures.

Flipping them all off, she placed her hands on Snape's shoulder and pushing him up. "Alright that's enough, I said hello!"

Letting go he nodded, dipping his head low in his way of greeting before twisting away to be followed. "We'll be heading to the docks."

Assuming he was wanting to be followed she rushed after him. "The docks?" Were they getting on a boat?

An image of a light dinner on a boat, teeming with candles and music…shaking her head she groans great now she was doing it.

"We're getting on that?" Mercy pointed to the ship, but not just any ship but a space damn ship. Where was the water? Should have known, they were Aliens there was only one type of dock, and that was for your spaceship.

"Yes," Snaped nods standing at the mouth of the platform. The ship was small and grey, smooth and sleek, not all blocky and square like the first one she saw back on earth.

"Where are we going? Can't we walk?" She didn't know how to feel about this, she was already on a strange planet, far from home, and Andy wasn't here with her. She didn't want to think about what Ke'Nai had said, but it had unwantedly popped up.

What if he was taking her away from Andy, what if…

"...Trust me?" Snape must have been speaking as he urged his hand to her.

"Um…what?" She asked shaking her head.

"Do you trust me?" Eyes of a rattlesnake stared back at her, the specks of gold here or there in his irises pulled her in with its ironically earnest look.

Reaching for his hand slowly, she knocked it away stepping onto the ramp. "Knock it off Aladdin, and let's go."

Tilting his head Snape followed behind her. "Who's this Aladdin?"

"So where are you taking me?" She asked ignoring his question.

"I've read about these "dates", and it said ooman females like "destination dates"." He shrugged as he sat down at the main controls. Flipping switching and turning nobs, Mercy watched him trying to see what each button and nob did, who knew when this information would come in handy.

"I'll bring you back to Andy."

Snapping out of focus she looked to Snape, he had paused in his movements staring down at the dashboard of blinking lights.

"You better." Sitting down in the seat next to him, she looked away missing the fleeting look Snape tossed at her with the upper twitch of his mandible.

Such fire.

"When reading on "dates" this was the first place I thought of." He pushed a handle forward on the dash, the ship rumbling as it pulled from the docks. "I think you'll like it."

"Wait so if this one is the navigation," She pointed to a glob like thingy, before pointing to a sonar looking pad. "Then what's that?"

"That's also the Navigation." He chuckled at her rude look.

"Why the hell do you need two set of navigation!"

"Space…eh...it's complicated." He reached over to flick a switch then reaching up to pull on some lever.

"No, your ship is what's fuckin complicated." She snorts looking over the dash in awe.

"You'll learn it soon enough." He shrugged leaning back in his seat, crossing his arms, spreading his legs wide.

She cleared her throat, why must males always sit like that? "So, is that going to be part of the challenges to?"

"How else would you get around to do your hunts?" He tilted his head. "Some clans even live on large Ships, rather than a Planet."

"Weird." She mutters.

"You Oomans are the weird ones." His mandibles curled inward for a snort, as if what she said was shit.

"We humans are weird; I can't lie about that." She nods. "But come on, living on a ship?"

Snape leaned over about to reply when the space craft beeped, and a hologram of a planet pulls up along with some of their odd written language.

"We've made it." Turning more nobs and flicking more switches, Snape pointed in front of them. The black glass that was in front of them suddenly pixelated into a view that made her breathing hitch.

The planet was beautiful, it has the same stripy pattern as Jupiter, but it was full of a lot more color, like paint mixing with water.

"Oh, wow." She murmurs, taking in a sight she was sure no other human has seen.

"Want to try landing?" He asked her softly.

Blinking she looked to him wide eyes and what she was sure a goofy smile. "Really? Yes, ok show me which button or thingy I pull?" She looked to the dashboard excited.

Visualize a vinyl record playing soft music, the melody is heavenly and smooth before the ripping sound of the needle skipping. That's was Mercy's thought process as Snape pulled her by her waist into his lap, his board chest leaning onto her back, caging her with his arms as his hands took her wrist to set them on the right controls. Mercy heart sank to her stomach...

Bitch Whaa?

"Snape um..."

"Frist, you'll need to find the planets gravitational pull." He guided her hands over the controls, his hands over hers, his breath in her ear.

"Mar'cte..."

"Pay attention Mercedes, or we'll crash."

Oh shit! Not the full name!

The ship made a small jump and rumble before settling, Mercy could feel the controls becoming easier to push. "When you feel that, it means you're in the pull. Now grab the control column," He moved their hands to what looked like a joystick.

"Grip it firm and tight, and just guide the ship into the heat."

Oh, dear God no!

She knew he meant the ozone layer of the planet but telling her to grip a joystick tight and guide it into the heat, it just made her blush thinking of unwanted things!

Mercy was suddenly hyper aware of his body, how thick and warm his thighs were on either side of hers; squeezing her to him, or how his mandible tickles her lower neck as he looked over her shoulder. Her hips sat directly in front and against his own, and for the love all things she tried not to think about the weight that laid against her lower back!

The way it shifted against her when he moved to lean over to make their hands flicked a switch, her mind wasn't on the landing at all!

Snape grips her hands tightly taking control of the ship when it jerked off course, squeezing his thighs together forcing her trapped legs to shift up onto his thighs only for him to snap his legs wider apart as the ships wobbled for balance making her legs spread over the top his thighs; now she sat straddling his hips.

She needed so many Hail Mary's right now!

"We're in the lower atmosphere." Mar'cte warned as the ship rocked and swayed. "The ground coming up fast."

"Shut up! I can see that!" Mercy snapped as she held the joystick with one hand, while the other controlled the lever to keep the ship from rocking too much, but it was like the more she tired the harder the ship fought her!

That and for the life of her she couldn't get the hyper awareness of Snape's body out of her mind to focus! His large hot hands now held her by the hips, his grip tight to keep her stable from the ship's turbulence.

The weight that was once behind her now sat smuggled between the apex of her thighs, and each rock and dip of the ship had her grind or wobbling all over it! This was so much worst then the times with Ke'Nai!

The ship landed with a gentle smooth plop against the soil, the engines and motors all winding down and settling. Mercy sat upon Mar'cte's lap gripping the controls tightly, the sounds of her huffing and puffing filled the control room as she hung her head in exhaustion.

"It…It was…on autopilot wasn't it?" Mercy could feel Snape's mandibles twitch against her neck before his chuckle rumbled against her back.

"Asshole!" She got up punching him in his left pectoral.

Scratching at the offended spot Snape continued to chuckle standing up. "Ah what do you ooman's call it…a joke?" He tilts his head his dreads falling over one shoulder his eyes glowing with mirth.

"I'm not laughing!" She glared, her heart was in her throat he had no idea what he just put her though and she didn't mean the landing.

Tossing her hands in the air she turns walking away, further into the back of the ship. Damn Males and their 'jokes' hogwash!

Stomping down the hall with no destination, she didn't know Snape had followed her until she felt a warm hand slide over her belly and pulled her to the right and into a room.

"Whoa." She mutters looking about the shelfs of weapons. The room was only lit by a soft red glow coming from the floor, giving this room a very dangerous feel. Turing to Snape, wanting to ask why he brought her here, she was met with black soulless lenes of a metal mask.

Her breathing hitched as the old fear, clenched her heart. Back on earth seeing this mask up close had meant death, none would have ever guessed it was much more then death that awaited them.

He didn't speak as he held up a small handle rod, it was silver of course with the two ends bulging slightly. Pushing it into her hand he placed his hand over hers and squeezed twice; two edge blades sprang from both ends in a deadly 'S' curve, squeezing once made the blades snap back onto the handle.

Attaching a small disk to her waist, he held the handle to the disk and with a magnetic zap the rod attached to the disk. Snape didn't stop there he then hooked what look like a Bluetooth to her ear, tapping it with the tip of his claw, an orange pixelated helmet came over her face.

"The fuck!" She jerked back in shock, eyes scanning over the information that popped up, everything was in Yautja, before being rewritten into English. Looking to Snape she saw stats pop up, giving her his species, guessed height, weight, and strength.

"Huh, useful." She mutters as he attached one of those discs weapon blades to her. "Wait, where the hell are you taking me that all this is needed?"

Without saying a word, he walked out the door, and down the hall leaving her to rush after him.

"What not talking now? Its there some rule that with the Mask on you don't talk?" She asked as he pressed a button to let the ramp down out of the ship.

"Hello? Snape? Hey! Mar…Oh wow…"

Mercedes slowed to a stop as she took in the view before her. Large beautiful flowers filled her vision, flowers of all shapes and colors, some even giving an unearthly glow; a pretty haze in the daylight, she could only imagine what it would look like at night. The trees were thick and tall, the bark woven like threads, lights of what she guesses could be fireflies twinkled in the darker shades of the canopy.

Everything around her was so big that she felt as if she had been shrunk, like that of Alice and Wonderland. Never in her life has she seen such beauty, this was not possible on earth, the sheer size of the plant life was astounding, hell the soil was even dark purple!

"I read that ooman females, like…flounders?" He stumbled over the last word, making it hard to fight back a smile.

"Flowers." She corrected with a laugh. "You're lucky I'm not allergic."

"You...like?" He leaned down over her tiling his head once more, such a curious action coming from such an expressionless mask.

"Yes, I like." Chuckling she nods fighting to keep her smile from stretched across her face.

Seeming happy with her response he turned around heading onto the canopy of trees, the gentle rustle of wind through the leaves and scent of flowers on the air, it was truly a calming place. She found herself anxious to get back and tell the girls that he took her to a planet of flowers!

"So, does this planet have a name? What are the inhabitants like?" She asked following behind him hoping over roots and rocks, stopping every now and the stare at a flower, especially the glowing ones.

She wishes she had a camera.

"No name no inhabitants." He grunted when he leans on his left arm to swing his legs and body over a fallen log.

Using the vines to help her climb up and over the log, Mercy sighs straddling the dead tree. "This place dangerous or somethin?" She snorts only to yelp, as she fell off the log when a laser was shot over her shoulder.

"Snape the fuck!" Mercy snapped as she jumped to her feet glaring, when he didn't give a response, she looked over her shoulder and paled.

It was dead now, a clean shot through its head, but a giant praying mantis like creature slumped against the tree.

"Sometimes." He explained as his shoulder weapon was put away and he turned back around, making his way through the trees.

"You brought me to a sometimes-dangerous planet!" She groans; oh, the girls would just love that!

He grunted as a flower with sharp red like fangs snaked down hissing in his face. Snape grabbed it by the vine, slicing the flower free, with a final hiss it twirled into thin curling pelts like that of a higanbana flower. "Mostly, annoyances."

Looking to Mercy he leaned over placing the flower in her dreads, his claws trailed done grabbing one of the locks. "To Oomans...flowers can express...interest."

"Yes, they can at times." She touched the flower in her dreadlocks in bewilderment, waiting for Snape to gather his thoughts as he continues to fiddle with the single lock.

Finally dropping the lock, he grabbed her hands, making her form a cup before bending down scooping up a pile of purple soil, pouring it in her hands.

"What is your favorite flower?" He stood close to her holding her hands that held the soil, his head hanging over hers, his voice taking on a deep tone from the mask.

"That easy, they're tulips." She shrugs looking up at him but he just nods to the soil. Looking back down she frowned at the dirt.

"Why?" he asked while taking a step back pulling her along slowly.

"Firstly, they're mesmerizing to look at, they look more rubbery than flowery, I guess" she chuckles. "But if I really had to say why, then I really love them because they come in so many vibrant different colors, most flowers do but there something about the tulip that makes it seem more colorful and livelier to me than others."

Mercy shrugs as she looks at the soil in her hands with a soft smile, "Tulips aren't really a common flower to give, which is why I love them more, they aren't rare, just never really thought of."

Staring at the soil, Mercy's eyes widen when it shifted glowing a slight purple. Then and there she watched as a small stem push from the soil, growing and stretching into a beautiful red and yellow-ish white tulip.

"This…is a…tulip?" Snape ask as he nudge the bud with his knuckle.

"Y-yeah, my gosh it just grew in my hand did you see!" She looked up to Snape as he steps back.

"Then is this acceptable?" He pulled a curtain of vines out of the way…and no thoughts could come to mind as Mercy stared breathlessly at the wide and vast field of brightly color tulips.

It was like a sea of color, with each passing breeze brought a wave of rippling flowers making the field look alive. Off in the distances there was a small stream of glowing water, the twinkling glow of the fireflies give the scenery the finishing touch of making this a off world Forest of the Faé.

Mar'cte watched as the female looked about in awe, this was the most he ever gotten her to talk without her getting upset, evening willingly give up information about herself. These Oomans while they looked nothing like the Females of his kind, they were still very similar in the aspect of winning their affections.

Yautja Females liked trophies, a male that could prove his strength and lineage, and one that could sire healthy pups. Ooman females of Mercy kind weren't far off, they wanted gifts that suited their taste, just like His kind not all trophies were liked; Next oomans liked a male that could provide food and that was where Mar'cte was betting his credits. He spent all night reading books and pamphlets trying to get this right and he think he did well.

Placing his large hand against the small of her back he pushed her forward, watching the way her mouth pulled back against her cheeks, the soft look in her eyes as the so called 'tulips' brushed her legs. He took her further into the field where there was an open spot of soil, pulling her down with him, using his claws he carved out a deep sizeable hole.

Pulling her to him, he placed her back against his chest as they both kneeled over the hole, cupping his large warmer hands against hers, he guided her hand to place the flower's roots onto the open soil, still using her hand, they covered the hole securely planting the tulip that grew in her palm.

Mercy watched the soil emitted strong pulsing rings of purple energy from the little flower, it started slowly before growing is brightness and speed until the ground below her, was shining brightly as small seedlings sprouted forth growing rapidly until the small open spot of soil was now filled the little white orange tulip she planted.

Mar'cte brushed his knuckle over the flower that Mercy planted, it was a fitting of the Female in his arms, "It is like a flame" He murmured in her ear, it was a fiery flower, with pointed twisting red petals that blended into the yellow base. It matched the R'ka that filled her spirt, the fire that fueled her.

She chuckled with a nod, "Well considering it is called the 'Flames Mystery'." Tilting her head to look back at him she gave him a smile, a real one, not one that she tried to hide or swallow back but an honest one. She never thought she would get to see her favorite flowers again; it never crossed her mind how much she missed the simple beauties of Earth.

"Thanks, Mar'cte really." She placed her hands over his that laid over his knees as he sat crouched on the balls of his feet. She was still between his thighs and for once her mind was at ease being so close to his larger body, her emotions to giddy with the joy of flowers to care.

The expressionless mask stared down at her, the back soulless lens didn't seem so expressionless now, maybe it was the 'extra' sense she was picking up, or maybe it was how she could see Mar'cte a bit differently now; but even still even as he reached to swipe a dreadlock over her shoulder, letting the locks slide over his knuckles, gently grasps one between his fingers, it was Ke'Nai that filtered through her mind.

With her averting her eyes, Snape leaned upward easing out of her personal bubble before pointing ahead. "Hungry?"

Standing shaking out her dreads, shaking out the guilt, that damn Buttsnack caused she looked forward. She was a bit hungry… "Holy shit is that a PICNIC!"

Her eyes couldn't believe what she was seeing, it couldn't be right, but the closer she got the more excitement grew. "Is this all really EARTH FOOD!"

Falling to her knees on the blanket her hands hovering over the wonderful palette; there was food from all over earth's culture; yet there was one plate that stood out among the rest, leaving her to dash carefully through the thin aiel until she came descending down upon the plate like a bird of prey.

"STREET TACOS." She screeches plucking up a delicious smelling taco and all but shoved it in her mouth. "Mmmm and its Barbacoa." She wept eyes filling with actual tears, how long has it truly been since she had something this good, much less earth food?

The flavoring was prefect, left her mouth watering even with her cheeks stuffed with two more tacos, blinking she spotted another tray. Chewing fast she pointed with even more disbelief, "Is that fucking McDonald's fries. You're shitting me!" she wailed shoving them in her mouth, before she was done chewing, she spotted another plate.

A large blech ripped throughout the air echoing far into the distance, Mercy laid there spread out on the blanket her belly overloaded, her mind dazed. Oh, much she missed food comas, stretching her hands out over her head her toes flexing as she basked in the warm sunlight, with a sigh she closed her eyes; this was bliss, heaven, nirvana, she was enlightened once more with her Foodie Spirit, in was in complete Zen—

"Don't you touch my fucking pizza!" Snatching away her hand from Snape when he had leaned over to take her slice.

"I think you had enough."

"Said who!"

"Your one stomach!"

"I'm not limited by laws of nature!"

"You are going to throw it all back up!"

"That just means I made more room!"

Mar'cte gave her a look that told her he was done with her shit, but even still she wasn't going to hand over her slice.

"All the food here will be taken to your Barracks once we leave. You'll be able to enjoy it for a few more days." He reasoned to her.

"I live in a house full of women, this will only for the night!" She dodged his swipes rolling away from him.

"Be logically this is too much food." Snape grabbed her by the ankle dragging her back to him.

"Your kind is basically making us workout like a bootcamp on steroids, none of us have seen earth food much less junk food! If this shows up at the front door it will cause a war!"

Mar'cte placed his knee against her lower back pinning her in place as he grabbed her wrist, successfully snatching the pizza slice away from her. Tossing it into the box he tabbed his wrist cuffed twice and all the plates of food were suddenly covered with metal coverings before flying into the air and across the sky to where Mercy remember the ship being.

"No, my pizza!" She whines falling limp on the ground.

"Come let us head back, it getting late." He held out his hand, for a moment all Mercy could do was stare up at him. He had taken off his mask, his mandibles were pressed in close to his mouth his eyes locked onto her. Sliding her hand onto his, he pulled her up effortlessly until her breasts was brushing against his ribcage.

Even then she didn't break the eye contact, thinking when did a scary face like this become normal? It was still super fuckin ugly that will never change but the shocking factor seeming to be wearing off, this whole mess was now normal?

Finally, her eyes shifted to their hands, neither of them had let go. His hand was so large more so than a human male, it made her look like that of a child, his long talon like nails made the hand even more alien. That made her snort but it was true at the end of this crazy rat race, she would have had pick a Male to be with, someone like Mar'cte or even Ke'Nai, this would be her and Andy future.

His hand curled around hers fully, giving it a squeeze pulling her eyes back to him. He tilted his head, his bottom mandibles slowly stretching out as if he was getting ready to say something.

She pulled her hand away and jabbed a finger to his left ribcage, he didn't even flinch. "Tell me about these scars." She says in a very Joker like manner, turning she walks ahead to the ship, Mar'cte walking along side of her, happy to retell about his honorable hunts.

The flight home was thankfully prank free but filled with talks of space travel, all the Sci-Fi stuff anyone could imagine, warm hole, black hole, warping, space ports, other actual alien cities. It was like a dream, fun and innocent, having her thinking of all the stories she could write, but then like all dreams it ended when she remembered that this was actual her life. There was no backspace or delete button.

"Well, I gotta say Snape, this was actually a fun day." She chuckles as they slowly made their way to her barracks door. "You out did yourself my friend." She clapped him on his back.

"It was different…it was nothing like 'dating' in Yautja traditions, but it was 'Enjoyable'. I have learned a lot, like how even though the Ooman's have one stomach, they can eat three times their size. Or maybe that is just you." He stopped at her door his hands claps behind his back watching as she chuckled.

Mar'cte's chest puffed out in pride, she was completely relaxed around him now, she no longer hid or fought back her 'smiles and laughter'. All the pamphlets and research said that these were good signs, it meant she was opening up.

Bending at the waist, his hands still behind his back. "I did good?" he asked her watching her smile openly to his face, it made him want to purr.

"Yeah, yeah you did good." She gave a small tug his to right lower mandible.

"Then the date is complete?" he tilts head.

"Sorry buddy road ends here." Chuckling she waved to him turning for the door when he grabbed her hand.

"One more thing." He interrupted when she opened her mouth. "I have to give you, my gift." He then placed a medium size cylinder into her hand.

"You already gave me flowers for the date Snape, that counts as a gift; this is too much." Mercy tired to hand it back to him but Mar'cte just simply pushed it back to her.

"This is not for the date, this is my gift as Yautja Male, for the comings challenges." He explained as he laid his hand top of hers, before he cupped her chin tilting her face up to his.

Pressing the crest of his head against her forehead, his breath wafts over her lips as she breaths him, his golden snake eyes held her in place. Mar'cte pressed the top two mandibles against her lips, firm but swift. "That is for the date."

Pulling up he took two large steps back before turning away not before looking over his shoulder, "Have a good night." He nods walking away.

Mercy stood there with her hand to her forehead, her dreads slowly raising up as she turned red.

That sly Snake just gave her a Yautja version of a kiss!

So yeah, I'm alive, to anyone who is still here!

You guys so much had happen I never expected it would have taken me this long to write this chapter; on the last update back in March of '21 I had this chapter planned and ready to go and then my life just went downhill, then it went up hill only to go down again, it truly was one hell of a roller coaster.

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