Chapter 25 #2
“Your biological rhythms are slightly disrupted. That could be from the intense pain you just experienced. But all seems well.”
That soothes me, and Cielo as well. He trills softly in relief as Sabik takes something else out and lays it across my skin. It looks like a thick piece of thread attached to a stick. But as it lies against my skin, it starts to move, slithering across my chest.
“This is a parasitic vine. It will find where the pain starts.”
“Oh, that’s…how does it do that?”
“It responds to electrical impulses produced by your nerves. Cielo said that you described the pain as nerves?”
“Yeah. Well, mostly. It’s really hard to describe.”
“We shall find where this pain exists and decide on how to proceed.”
The vine slithers across my shoulders and neck, Sabik holding onto the wooden end, and the two of them watch raptly as I start to giggle.
“Oh my god. I’m ticklish!”
Sabik hushes me, and I bite back another horrified laugh. I don’t want to mess this up, but it’s hard to contain as it slithers across my skin.
And then suddenly it stops at the base of my neck.
“It stopped. What does it mean?”
Sabik hums. “It seems that you have some kind of inflammation near the spine.”
“Oh.”
“It is the origin of where this pain starts, but it seems to me that you have neural inflammation.”
My eyebrows rise. “What’s that?”
“Your nerves are overactive and swollen after exposure to something…perhaps on Earth when you were younger?”
My mind whirls, visions of my past flaring up.
“I don’t know. I mean…I was a bit of a free-range kid. I was encouraged to play a lot outdoors. I remember when I was younger, I got really sick after…” My words fade away. “Oh my god, is that what it’s from?”
Cielo leans toward me, his hand clasping mine. “Tell us.”
“I remember we went on vacation once, and Luca and I were messing around near a marsh edge. We weren’t supposed to be that far off…
and I found some kind of root thing. And I may have put it in my mouth…
” My words fade off, and I swallow. “I got really sick after. But I made Luca promise not to tell because I didn’t want to get into trouble.
It went away eventually. I never experienced any pain until I was a teen.
” My eyes meet Sabik’s. “Is that what this is from?”
“It could be. This toxin could have entered your body, lay dormant until your change, and then reappeared, making you sensitive for life.”
My throat locks up. “So, no cure then?”
“Do not underestimate me, human. I believe I do have something that may help.”
I lean up on my elbows, my arms shaking as I hold myself upright. Cielo trills in his throat and moves behind me, his warm body curling around mine, pulling me into him.
“Just as the Vyastil need human cum, I believe that drinking from your Vyastil will aid in your healing.”
My eyes widen, and my heart hammers in my chest. “Wait. I need his cum to heal me?”
“Yes. It is not widely known. Not anymore, but the Vyastil semen has properties that aid in healing for specific illnesses. One being nerve pain. Cielo explained that the longest stretch you had without this pain was after you and him…” He trails off.
It takes me a moment, but then I remember the sixty-nine. Oh god. I burst into a white-hot blush, but he’s not wrong. I had taken the herbs with Cielo, and I assumed that it was the combination of them that had helped.
But it wasn’t long after that I sucked him off and swallowed it all down.
“Yes. I thought it was the other herbs I’d taken. The one for cum, and the one that ah—I guess is for breeding?”
Sabik looks vaguely amused as Cielo makes an embarrassed trill. “I understand the possible correlation, but that is all it is. Ruenox and oyen do not aid humans in that manner. The Vyastil cum, however, does.”
My gaze twists back to Cielo, whose mouth is agape.
Then he starts talking quickly in Eretharian. Sabik nods, and Cielo speaks faster. They’re both conversing quickly, the song is almost deafening, Cielo’s hands flexing against my skin.
“Hey,” I say, tugging on his arm. “Hey. I want to know what you’re saying.”
Sabik and Cielo’s words trail off, and Sabik nods. “I apologize. Cielo is excited that he can offer this to you.”
“Yes,” Cielo says and then picks me up and gently sets me on his lap. “My cum. Now.”
I stare down at his cock, which is making an appearance, thick and long and wet.
“But, I’ve sucked his dick before…” My cheeks flame, but Sabik does not seem bothered. “I swallowed…I mean, it helped, but the pain came back.”
He cocks his head. “This is good to know. Perhaps you should mix it with fresh zitha. It’s far more potent fresh from the vine instead of dried. The combination should work.” He reaches into his bag and pulls out a small pouch that contains freshly cut, very bright cerulean leaves.
“This is actual zitha, right? Not anything else that will make me really horny. Because I don’t think I can handle that again right now.”
Sabik scoffs. “I assure you, I know my herbs, and this is what you need. Chew it thoroughly until it releases its oils, then let them sit under your tongue as you consume what Cielo can give you. Swallow them together. The combination should help in repairing your neural pathways. It may be gradual, but if you do this once an Earthen week, it should prove to be very helpful.”
I don’t understand how this would even begin to work, but at this point, I’m willing to try anything.
“I shall give you some privacy. When I return, you may tell me how you feel.”
I nod as Sabik’s tentacles roll him from the cavern we are in, and then Cielo twists us, setting me gently on my back. He hovers over me, not touching me, but shielding me.
“Should we try this?” I ask, touching his face gently.
“Yes.” And then he whispers into my mind, “I want to give to you what you have freely given to me.”
“Then give it to me. I’m ready.”
Cielo leans up and takes the leaves from me, plucking three off the vine and crushing them gently in his hand. He offers it to me, and I hold it between my fingers, then take a breath and put it in my mouth to chew.
The taste is so bitter it makes my eyes water, but after a moment, the bitterness fades into something else. Something richer and earthier, like truffle oil. Twisting my tongue around, I shove the masticated herb under my tongue, then turn my body toward Cielo, who is waiting for me.
He crawls up to my face, his tail curling around my neck, and smiles softly.
The movement makes me wince slightly, that throb in my joints and nerve endings growing, but he cradles me gently.
My eyes water slightly as I stare up at him, his cock extended, his hands against the cavern wall behind me.
“Careffful,” he whispers softly, and then his tail lifts me up a little more, making the angle just right for his entrance.
His cock slides in steadily, gently, a slow glide across my tongue.
My eyes close as I take him, my cheeks hollowing out as I suck.
He tastes just like I remember, like earth and fruity candy.
Sweet and real. Exactly who he is. He thrusts gingerly into my mouth, taking great care with me. It makes me suck harder.
My eyes open, and I see him staring down at me, oscillating between watching as his cock slides in and out of my mouth and gazing into my eyes.
It’s powerful, gentle, and so full of care.
His nails dig into the wall behind me, bits of dirt and rock falling around us as he thrusts into me.
The pain I feel in my bones, in my joints, starts to grow, but it’s mixed with lust, a need for Cielo that I’m scared to admit.
I’m broken, but then again, so is he. We need one another to survive this life.
We need each other to heal.
He says my name as he comes. His cock vibrating in my mouth, cum splashing down my throat. His body arches back, his finger pushing between my lips and under my tongue.
The zitha. I almost forgot about it.
But he remembered, of course he did. He wants me cured, wants to offer me a part of him to help me heal.
I swallow it down, consuming him and the Eretharian herb.
And as I lie there, Cielo’s tongue lapping at my skin, cleaning up the mess he made on my chin and neck, I feel it. The first tingles of something being stitched back together within me.
And for the first time since the pain started, I feel a fresh wave of hope wash over me.