Chapter 6
Peony
What was he doing?
Peony stood back with the girls, watching as Atem first knocked over the large, gray crate on top of his cage then shoved it against the wall, leaving a space behind it.
He then grabbed his cage and, without even a grunt of effort, flipped it over onto its side next to the crate, leaving only a small gap between the two.
He turned and waved them over.
“What's he trying to do?” Holly asked uneasily.
Peony bit her lip, excited just from watching him. There was a reason he was kept weakened in a cage. He was super strong. All five of them had tried moving that crate and had failed.
And he was gorgeous. The movement of muscles under that steel gray skin was hypnotizing.
She had never really been into big guys before, but there was something incredibly attractive about just how big and muscular he was.
Peony wouldn’t consider herself fat, but she was technically overweight.
She carried a little extra softness in her tummy and could always probably stand to lose five or ten pounds.
She had never really felt small and delicate around a guy.
Until this guy.
This big, strong, alien guy, covered in blood and moving heavy things, was really doing it for her.
Her nipples tightened as her pussy ached with desire.
Did three-eyed aliens have dicks? She prayed to any god that would listen that they pretty please had dicks.
Or were really good with their fingers. A quick glance told her that those alone were big enough to ease that ache inside her.
These were definitely inappropriate thoughts. But his alien good looks were accentuated both by the blatant display of strength and his confidence as he moved about the tiny room. He obviously had a plan of some kind.
He turned his three dark, red eyes onto her and gestured forward with his hand again. She hesitated only because she wasn't sure what was happening.
After some more gestures and growled words they didn't understand, they eventually realized he wanted all of them to come crouch and hide behind the crate.
Scarlet kneeled beside Peony as Atem angled the cage to create a better blockade for them.
“I feel like we just lost control of our situation,” she said conversationally.
“Did we ever have control over it?” Peony returned with a sardonic grin as Holly, still holding onto Hattie, pressed herself hard into the corner. Alanna, as usual, was sitting with her back to the crate with a dreamy look in her eyes, like she wasn't aware of what was even happening.
Once Atem had them snugly hidden behind the crate to his satisfaction, he turned to the door, his movements already ten times more graceful than they had been when he first stepped from his cage. He clearly didn't need much time or food to recover.
Peony knew what he must want to do when he had asked for the key, but she was still uneasy when he put it into the lock.
To her surprise, he didn't wait for it to register and unlock. He left it in the keyhole then immediately jumped, pulling himself up onto the small ledge above the door. One that definitely wasn’t built wide enough for climbing, but one he crouched on it all the same, using his tail and claws to balance himself like an expert climber.
Peony couldn't linger to see what happened as Scarlet grabbed her arm and jerked her back down, out of sight.
She heard the door hiss open. Heard the dino-lizard alien hissing and grunting first in anger, then in fear as he saw the open cage.
Then, a thud. A brief scuffle. A grunt of pain. And just as quickly as it started, silence again. The door hissed shut and the room was still.
Peony knew before she lifted her head back above the crate that Atem wasn't with them. He had left the room, taking the lizard man with him.
But he left the key behind.
“He's gone,” Scarlet said, standing beside Peony, joining her in looking over. “Should we... Should we be helping him?”
Peony bit her lip before shaking her head. “I feel like if he needed our help, he would have asked.”
“He was in here with us. They obviously know how to take him down.”
“Yeah, but you'll notice that he was caged, and we weren't. If they thought they could handle him, do you think he would have been locked down so hard?”
Hattie was on her feet, looking around the crate since she was too short to look over it. Her expression was dull as she pointed out, with no emphasis, “There's blood on the floor.”
Peony's eyes turned to the ground, and she saw what Hattie was referring to.
She wouldn't have immediately called it blood because it wasn't red, but there really wasn't much else that the dark blue fluid smeared across the metal ground could be.
It pooled a bit just inside the room then was dragged towards the door, cut off where it had sealed closed.
She knew it wasn't Atem's, since he bled dark red.
“You ever get the feeling that you just did something big and didn't realize it at the time?” Hattie asked, turning back to them.
“It's okay,” Alanna assured them, still seated, unconcerned. “Atem has a good aura. We're okay. We should wait here for him.”
Peony chuckled along with the others.
“Can't argue with a good aura,” Scarlet said again, sharing a smile with Peony.