The rooms were on the level above the lounge and the lift opened a few seconds later.
Nee-ya stepped out and paused, her gaze moving from one end of the corridor in front of them to the next.
“Down here,” he said.
He couldn’t see her face, the hood was over her head once more, and he wished he could.
It was wreaking havoc with his mind wondering what was going through hers.
He stopped in front of one of the doors and flashed the card he’d been given. The door slid open immediately and the light switched on.
Ka’Cit stepped in, his eyes scanning the small space before he gestured for her to come in.
Nee-ya stepped in and the door slid closed behind her. She walked till she stood in the center of the room, her footsteps so light they made no sound.
She was so silent, and only after she looked around the room for a few seconds did she turn, take the hood from over her head, and look back at him.
Ka’Cit found he was holding his breath.
Nothing terrified him more than this woman and in the strangest of ways. He couldn’t describe it.
He was nervous around her.
“About before…” he began.
“What about before?” Her gaze flicked away from him and she began moving around the room.
It was sparsely decorated.
A sleeping slab was in the center and a wooden table in the corner.
That was about it.
Service satellites weren’t known for being the best place to have a stay.
But the bedding was clean and the food was good.
“About those Hordreks…I’m sorry you had to see that.”
Her head snapped to him then and her eyebrows rose a little.
“You’re…apologizing? For what? Don’t apologize. Those bastards deserved it and if you didn’t do it, I would have.”
Ka’Cit blinked. That…that wasn’t the response he’d expected.
“You were a total badass.”
Huh?
Ka’Cit glanced behind him.
What was bad about his ass?
Nee-ya’s giggle made his ears perk up from the sides of his head and he turned to see her covering her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.
“Sorry, I mean, you kicked ass.”
He was even more confused now. He hadn’t kicked anyone.
Nee-ya giggled again and the sound made something tingle inside him.
“You were great,” she finished and Ka’Cit felt his body relax a little.
He jerked his chin in acceptance and set the blaster on the table before moving over to a transparent door set into the wall. With a slight push, the pane slid inward to reveal a small washing area and a waste chute.
“You can wash in here. I’ll keep your food warm for you.”
As if on cue, there was a sound of suction and the food appeared in the wall on the other side of the room.
There was an inlet there and Ka’Cit moved over to it, removed the transparent cover, and took out the meals.
The scent of perfectly cooked Zeregga meals filled his nostrils.
“Wash? You mean like my hands?”
He turned to see her peeking into the washing area.
“No, I assumed you wanted to get clean. It was hot in the underbelly of the ship. You go first. I’ll wash after you do.”
Even with her sweet colored skin, he could see that her cheeks grew darker.
“You want me to bathe…in there?” She gestured to the washing area and he followed her gaze. “It’s…the door is transparent.”
Oh yes, that it was. He hadn’t considered that.
“You’ll see me.”
Ka’Cit blinked at her. They probably had laws around seeing nakedness on her planet?
“I can look this way.” He pointed at the wall and she snickered a little.
“I am clammy. It would be nice to have a shower.”
Thoughts of water sluicing down her nakedness filled his mind immediately and his cock became engorged. He had to clear his throat and turn away from her, pretending to focus on the meals.
“Wash. I will wait.”
She didn’t answer but he soon heard when she entered the stall.
For a few moments, she fiddled around with the controls before he heard the water running and Ka’Cit settled on the floor on the other side of the bed, staring at the wall and trying to imagine the most horrible scenes to keep himself from growing harder.
“Oh God, this feels good,” he heard her moan and his cock surged in his trousers.
Maybe telling her to wash while he was in the room hadn’t been the best of ideas?
Phek.
“So…what are we going to do? If we can’t get the package what will happen to those humans?”
Ka’Cit cleared his throat again. “They will find a way to help them. The brothers of the Restitution do not give up.”
“The what?”
He could hear the water beating against the floor and it wasn’t helping the visuals in his head. He didn’t even have to turn around. He had a clear image of her in his mind.
“Ka’Cit?”
“Mm?” Had she asked him something?
“What’s the Restitution?”
“Some people think they’re a myth but they’re our only hope against the beings that took you from your planet.”
“So, they’re like soldiers or something?”
“You could call them that.”
There were a few moments of silence as more water hit the floor and Nee-ya released a sigh. All he could imagine was her throwing her head back and allowing the water to run down her face, her neck…down those mounds he’d felt when she’d pressed against him, and straight to her center.
“Thank you,” she said, snapping his mind from wherever it was going.
He turned his head slightly but didn’t look over his shoulder.
“For what?”
“For everything. I can’t imagine how I’d have gotten out of this without your help. You’re…awesome.”
Awesome he was not but he didn’t correct her.
“I will find some way to repay you,” she whispered but he caught the words anyway.
No, ta’ii.
He didn’t need repayment for anything.
These few moments were turning out to be the best in his life. That was payment enough.
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The food was like eating chewy meat. It took quite a bit of grinding her teeth together to get it soft enough to swallow, but the taste wasn’t bad.
Ka’Cit, on the other hand, had
