Page 9 of Stowaway to the Stars: A Duet
He nodded. “They have two holes inside; one for each cock. I only found one inside of you.”
“That’s…interesting,” Stephenie said carefully. That made a lot of sense if Toxhocan males also had two. She shook her head to clear away the intimate images that plagued her mind after such a discovery. “But yes,” she continued. “I am very sore right now.”
Ee-rah’s eyes sparkled, and he slowly stepped towards her. “Perhaps I can lick and suck away the pain, my Mate.”
“Ugh!” Stephenie groaned, taking a step away from him. “No! I’m filthy down there. Like I said, I’d really like to wash myself.”
Ee-rah looked disappointed, but something on Stephenie’s face stilled his teasing. “I see,” he grumbled, his voice little more than a somber growl. “The washing facilities are this way.” He gestured to the door at which he had first emerged and led the way.
“Um… Thank you.” Stephenie followed him. She was thankful to find that the washing room was not that different from the usual Earth bathroom. It had what was obviously a shower off to the side and what could only be described as a toilet, though it was much too big for Stephenie. If she were to try to sit on it, she was sure her feet would dangle nearly a foot off the ground. Hell, she may even fall in if she wasn’t careful. There was a mirror and a sink, though it looked like there was no faucet attached. The floor was made of the same material as the rest of the ship, and she wondered if it would be slippery if it got wet. Perhaps she should lay a towel down… Where were the towels?
She turned to face Ee-rah, who was standing in the doorway. “I think I can handle it from here.” She said carefully. “I’ll… call for you if I need any help.. And do you think you could bring me something to dry off with?”
Ee-rah gave a somber nod and said nothing as he left her alone to bathe.
Stephenie sighed and opened the glass door of the shower. The knobs looked very similar to the ones in her dorm showers, but were marked with strange lettering she couldn’t understand. With a little trial and error, she was able to find the perfect temperature for the water and climbed in.
The warmth cascaded down her body, helping unknot the tension from her shoulders and back. She hadn’t been lying to Ee-rah. Her core was extremely sore from their previousactivities, but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t handle. The feeling was similar to the day following an extreme work out session. It hurt…but in a good way. Though she did find herself wishing for a Tylenol to help with the pain. For some reason, she doubted she’d find one in a mirror cabinet like back home.
She glanced around the shower and found what looked like a soap dispenser on the wall. She cupped her hand underneath and waved the other over what appeared to be the sensor…only to be squirted directly in the eye with what felt like acid.
She let out a scream and automatically backed away, almost tumbling out of the shower.
Ee-rah caught her just in time. He scooped her up in his arms, despite her being soaking wet, and soothed her hair. “What has happened? Are you okay?”
“Wow, you got here fast,” Stephenie replied, still unable to open her eyes. “I think I got your soap stuff in my eyes and it BURNS!”
She felt a jostling, and suddenly something soft and wet was wiping at her eyes, clearing away the sting that came with the soap. She sighed in relief. “Thank you,” she whispered as the burning sensation faded away.
Her eyes sprang open, and she was lifted up. Ee-rah had stood and cradled her against his chest like an infant.
“What are you doing? I told you I can’t take any more right now…”
“I’m not going to fuck you,” Ee-rah replied gruffly, as if he was annoyed that that was the conclusion she had jumped to. “I’m going to bathe you.” Somehow, he managed to open the door to the shower with Stephenie still cradled in his arms. He stepped into the still running water and gently set Stephenie to her feet in front of him.
“It’s fine! Really, I just had an accident. I can do it myself-” Her protests came to a standstill when the big, blue alien growled down at her.
She watched as he reached up and caught a handful of soap from the dispenser without difficulty. Her cheeks warmed. How incompetent she must look to him, unable to get her own soap to wash herself.
“You are much shorter than I am,” Ee-rah said. “The dispenser was made for someone of my height in mind.” He rubbed his hands together, creating suds and foam. He grabbed hold of her arm and lathered the foam up and down the skin there, carefully scrubbing.
The soap felt like peppermint on her skin and smelled of something green and wild. It was not an altogether unpleasant feeling; in fact, it felt amazing the way he was rubbing his hands up and down her body. He moved from one arm to the next, carefully crossing her chest to do so. There was no funny business or anything sexual about it. Intimate, perhaps, but nothing sexual.
Stephenie couldn’t hold back the moan that rose in her throat as he gently turned her to scrub up and down her back. His hands stilled.
“Sorry,” Stephenie whispered, breathless. “It just feels really good. I didn’t realize how sore I was until now.” Yes, she was sore on the inside, but her muscles were also unbelievably achy, as if she had just run a marathon- or two.
“I will be more careful with you from now on, my Mate.” Ee-rah replied as he gathered more soap from the dispenser. He worked on lathering her hair now, carefully scrubbing at her scalp.
The peppermint suds tingled all over her now, cooling and warming her at the same time. She wanted to address the mate comment, but forced herself to bite her tongue. She would haveto figure that one out soon, but right now she wanted to relax in the warm water.
“You are quite fragile in comparison to the females on my planet.” Ee-rah mused as he worked his fingers through her hair. “They are much larger and stronger than your kind.”
Stephenie frowned. “You know, I don’t know many women who like to be compared to others. Same species or not.” Maybe it was silly of her to feel annoyed over such a thing, but she couldn’t help it. This was not the first time he had brought up her differences from those of a woman of his race… Why did that annoy her so? Probably because he was fucking her. If he wanted one of his own kind, he should just go off and find one of them.
Ee-rah made a noise that could only be described as the alien version of a chuckle. “Worry not. They are nothing compared to my Mate.”
“Whatever,” Stephenie replied, rolling her eyes…. However, she did feel a little better with that statement.
