Page 44 of No Strings Attached

Twenty-One: One Trallian Is As Good As the Next

After hours of sittingon the floor, shock stick held against his throat by the squad leader who had tried to deliver Vi to Qlu, Bahbi had succumbed to sleep.

There was only so much worrying about his life and fretting, self-doubting, and obsessing about Vi that his mind and body could take. He gave in and drifted off, sleeping fitfully as he had done ever since Vi had left.

He dreamt about Vi and almost thought he was in a dream within a dream when the door snapped open and Vi rushed in, searching the room. Her eyes finally fell on his and she looked visibly relieved. He smiled broadly at her, happy just to see her again. She was even wearing one of the new coveralls he had made for her, her name etched into the left breast. Her entrance was shortly followed by Acken, Trak, then Caussus. Caussus…who appeared to…also be wearing one of Vi’s new coveralls. Bahbi’s smile faltered.

Vi yelled, “What the fuck’s going on in here?” She searched the room, looking at the faces of all the Trallians in their semi-relaxed and casual poses, and finally brought her eyes back to the single Trallian holding Bahbi hostage, her eyes narrowing and lips thinning. “What…THE…FUCK…are you doing with Bahbi, exactly?”

The bigger Trallian stood, jabbing Bahbi in the throat with his shock stick to indicate he should do the same, and faced Vi. “I’m holding your pet hostage.”

Bahbi stood, but his eyes traveled from Vi back to Caussus, standing there with her name emblazoned on his breast. Had Vi claimed him as her new lover? He was aware that he should be more worried about his own safety in this escalating situation, but the idea of Vi and Caussus, both wearing the clothes he had made special for her, could not be shaken. Had they exhausted each other in the bed, then simply grabbed the nearest thing to cover themselves? Or had she instructed him to wear it to proclaim to everyone on the asteroid that he was her property now? Her new partner…

Vi gaped at the big Trallian for a moment, then asked in a low voice, “Why?”

“Because…because…you never came and talked to us, like you said you would.”

Bahbi’s gaze flicked away from Caussus to Vi’s face, and he watched realization dawn on her. She said, “I’m…I’m sorry about that. We were called away for an important mission. We’ve been gone for three days and only just returned.”

Not only just, Bahbi thought, they’d been back long enough to take off their clothing and put on Vi’s new coveralls. Maybe long enough to do a lot more in between. But why assume they’d been together since returning? Vi was on that ship with Acken and Caussus for three days. Maybe the only reason Acken wasn’talso wearing her name was the fact that the coveralls wouldn’t fit him. For all Bahbi knew, she had claimed him, as well.

Bahbi watched as Vi shook off the obvious shame she felt at not having met her promises, then hardened back into the steel version of her that he admired so much, green eyes blazing.

She said in a loud, strong voice, “Release Bahbi. Now. Then we will have the talk that was promised. Refuse, and we will subdue you, put you in a cell next to Qlu, then have the talk with everyone else.”

“Not before the runt dies, you won’t,” growled the Trallian, jabbing the shock stick in harder.

Bahbi winced and saw the wince mirrored on Vi’s face. She truly was concerned about him. That did it for him. This…this…assholewas keeping him from Vi, and all he wanted to do was to go to her. He wanted it more than his next breath. At that moment, he simply wanted to beg her to keep him, no matter how many other males she added to her bed. Just please,please, allow him to continue being one of them.

Bahbi reached up, wrenched the shock stick out of the big Trallian’s hand and swept his legs out from under him. The male dropped, and Bahbi planted one knee on his chest while pressing the shock stick into his testicles, finger hovering over the button. He bared his teeth and growled, “You…upset…Vi.”

The next thing he heard was Acken booming laughter and bellowing, “Bested by a runt! That’s just what you deserve!” Then Acken had a hand on his back, saying, “You can step off him now, Bahbi. I’m going to go drop him in a hole.” Acken bent down and lifted the Trallian bodily by the back of his coverall, easily carrying him out of the room that way.

Then Vi was in his arms, squeezing him tightly, and kissing the side of his neck. He felt high on adrenaline and relief, the room darkening and narrowing down to just her body against his, her lips on his neck. He closed his eyes, bent his head down,and breathed her in. When he finally looked up again, he found himself on the other end of the envious gazes of around 50 other males, including Caussus and Trak.

Vi reluctantly let go of him when Acken returned, looking up at him and sharing something in their gaze. He nodded down at her, then said, “We will stay and have the talk that was promised. Take Bahbi out of here. We’ll see you in the morning for our first council.”

Vi placed one hand on Acken’s massive forearm and wrapped the other hand around Bahbi’s, then led him out of the bunkroom. She silently held his hand through the corridor, into the main cavern, and up the stairs. At the door to her room, she looked down at the boulder holding the door open and said, “Please move that, Bahbi, so we can close and lock the door.” He did, then she took his hand again and led him to the bedroom, closing that door, too.

In the bedroom, Vi carefully collected her new pan-tees and coveralls from the bed, then placed them gently on the side table. She walked back over to where he was standing, confused, excited, and nervous, and slid her hand down the magnetic closure on the front of his coverall. She pushed her hands under the shoulders and pushed it back off of him. The baggy garment slid all the way off and pooled around his feet.

She ran her hands through the fur on his chest and looked into his eyes for a long moment, then said, “Go lay on the bed.”

He complied, quickly. Then watched as she slid her hand down her own fastener and wriggled out of the much tighter garment, standing in nothing but her new pan-tees. She slid those half-way down, then looked up at him and smiled, then slid them all the way off.

Vi straightened up and just stood there for a moment, eyes sliding across his body while his did the same across hers. Then she got up onto the bed on her hands and knees and prowled toward him, eventually straddling him. She leaned down as low as she could get and placed her chest right above his belly, then slid upwards so that his fur ran across her skin in the way she liked so much. She planted her hands on the bed above his shoulders, leaned down, and brushed a kiss across his mouth. He opened to her and their tongues met, and Bahbi was instantly freed of the paralysis he’d been experiencing since she had told him to get on the bed.

His hands ran down her back to slide around the swell of her ass, came back up her sides and found her breasts, thumbs on her nipples, then she was moaning into his mouth and sliding her blazing hot cunt down to nestle his sheath.

He tried to say, “Vi—,” but she put a hand on his mouth, then sat back on her heels and reached between them. He had no idea what she was doing…they weren’t in the water!

She found his sheath and took it gently, positioning it right at her opening. Then she ran her index finger through her slick folds and brought that finger up, touching him as lightly as she possibly could on the tip of his nose with it. Her scent invaded his brain and his body took over, penis emerging and sliding into her as deeply as it could, then engorging so quickly that he got lightheaded.

Vi moaned out in pleasure and threw her head back, arching over his prone body like a beautiful sculpture. He brought his knees up to give her something to lean back against, and she did, pulling her head back up straight and giving him a wickedly crooked smile as she swung her hips in a small circle. He groaned and panted.

He couldn’t stand being so far away from her, so he dropped his knees and sat up straight, one arm going around Vi to brace her while she continued her maddening hip circles, while the other slipped between her folds. He drew her closer with the arm bracing her so that he could pull one of her nipples into his mouth.

Her noises of pleasure were insistent and continuous now, and he could tell that she was nearing the precipice as quickly as he was. He pulled her in, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, continuing to swing her hips in ever more erratic circles while his finger slid up and down inside her folds. When she fell over the edge, she went rigid, threw her head back and screamed to the ceiling, while her walls clenched around him. Bahbi pulled her even closer as he also fell, nestling his face between her breasts and shouting. As their movements wound down, he fell backwards and pulled her with him, saying “Violet,” as a long, whispered exhalation. They lay together in silence for a very long time.

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