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She grinned at me, stretching languidly. “Yes, I told you I’m fine, you goof.” She sighed, running her hands all over her body, petting herself. “Your cum is making me feel high in all the best ways. Like…wow. Like really good drugs.”
I blinked down at her, relief starting to make me limp. “I don’t need to take you to the hospital?”
She shook her head. “I don’t think so. Does this happen when two billieuans have sex?”
“No. At least, not like this. There is a compound in our spend that relaxes our partner, opening her up so that the seed can travel up into her womb to hopefully take root—which it won’t, I am on birth control like every other unmated male, don’t worry my star.”
She relaxed again, smiling and writhing on the bed. “Good. I don’t think I’m ready for babies just yet.” She bit her lip, gasping as another wave of pleasure rolled through her. “How soon can we do that again?” she asked dreamily.
My sated cock twitched to life against my leg, eager for her body. “I don’t know. But hopefully soon.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Better Work, Bitch
XOLLEN
I SATin front of my terminal and accepted Dr. Vakkas’s vid comm request. Soon, my screen was filled by a black-and-white furred felican female smiling kindly.
“Xollen Me’Tirri Be’Faan?”
“Yes, that’s me.” I rattled off my ID number to confirm.
“Excellent! It’s so good to meet you. My name is Dr. Vakkas, but you can call me Shiya if you’d like.” I was a little shocked that she’d offered her first name to me. In all the years I’d been seeing Dr. Gish’ren they’d never done that. I didn’t think Icouldcall her by her first name, but it was nice that she had offered.
The next fifteen minutes were spent going over policies and legal protocols I’d already heard from Dr. Gish’ren but wasn’t allowed to skip, leaving me with just a little more than half an hour to try and encapsulate the absolute mess that was…me.
“So, Xollen—now that that’s out of the way, how about you tell me more about yourself and why it is you’re seeing me today?”
My tail started thrashing behind me as my anxiety mounted. “Um. Well, I guess I’m here because my—Goddess, what do I even call her—my friend? Lover? Partner? Mate?—thinks it would be helpful.”
Dr. Vakkas nodded, smiling. “I say you call her whatever feels most honest to you. Can I ask if this is a new relationship?”
I nodded. “We have known each other for almost two months but the romantic side of things is only about two weeks old.”
“Oh wow, so it’sreallynew!” The doctor smiled warmly, nodding her head. “Well congratulations, Xollen. I assume congratulations are in order?”
I couldn’t stop the beaming smile that stretched across my face. “Yes, I’d say so. Joss is…she’s just amazing. The smartest, funniest, and kindest person I’ve ever met.” My heart soared, thinking of how I’d woken this morning to Joss making us a breakfast that she called “space chilaquiles” and how she’d melted in my arms when I’d come up behind her at the cooking slate.
“I’m so happy for you Xollen, she sounds absolutely wonderful. Can you tell me more about why Joss feels you’d benefit from additional emotional regulation?”
I pursed my lips, my tail winding around my lower leg. “It’s because I keep pushing her away. And I pick fights with her. And she deserves better than that.”
“Can I ask what these fights are about?” Dr. Vakkas asked gently.
“Well, she came into my life because I rescued her and four other females from slavery by buying them, which wiped out my entire savings. So she offered to stay with me to help me figure things out and get back on my feet. But then once she started doing what I had agreed to, what I was asking for, I don’t know…I guess it just freaked me out. Reminded me of my parents and my former prospective mate Verilla.”
Dr. Vakkas blinked, shocked. “Wow, that was a lot all at once. Could you walk me through that again more slowly? How exactly did you meet Joss?”
“It’s kind of a funny story,” I chuckled. “See, I’d gone to Quellor Station…for business, and while I was there I stumbled on th'rakk slavers selling Joss and four other females. I couldn’t just leave them there so I bought all five of them and freed them. Joss decided she wanted to stay with me since she’s human and her planet is in forbidden space—so, you know, she can’t get back there legally—and she’s been my roommate ever since.”
I’d clearly only further shocked the poor female, but she shook it off and nodded, her expression going still and calm. “There’s a lot to unpack there, so I think if it’s alright with you we’ll save that for another time and focus on your relationship with Joss. Unless you’d rather spend the rest of your time discussing something else?”
I shook my head. “No, that’s what I need the most help with, so that works.”
“Excellent!” her warm smile made another appearance. It was very different from how me and Dr. Gish’ren talked, but I had to say I liked it. “So you were saying that you fight when she directs you on how to do things and live your life—can you say more about that? What do you think triggers you about it?”
I thought for a moment, frowning. “I think it’s because I have a hard time with criticism. I was born with this defect,” I said, waving a hand to indicate my face, “and I was never the kind of child my parents wanted. I was too…unfocused. Dreamy. Head among the satellites and all that. And then Verilla was even worse. We were together for almost a year before she called it off. And I really like Joss, so it messes me up inside when she tells me the things that she doesn’t like about me.”
