Rosalie
Kerra
He thought what?
Dante thought when I threw myself on the ground, I was trying to get to the controls to do some exploding myself.
Kerra
That has to be the Dante-est thing ever.
I’m in a side chat with my bestie whilst the usual rubbish is being bantered back and forth in the group chat. I am required to provide proof of life on a regular basis to my friends, mostly because they don’t trust Dante to keep me alive.
But there are some things I’m only going share with Kerra.
Kerra
Are you falling for him?
I start typing, then I stop. Kissing Dante was something else. He made me feel alive and wanted in a way I can’t ever remember feeling.
But I’m still consumed with the desire for stability. For things to be okay. I’ve dealt with enough upheaval on earth without taking the risk in another galaxy.
Should I?
After all if I don’t, Dalox is going to exile him and his crew
Kerra
Dalox says a lot of things. You have to do what’s best for you, hun
Over in the group chat, Maggie is currently telling Lydia and Scarlett about her latest aquium encounter.
Maggie
So that’s how I got three Sarkarnii to very nearly soil themselves
Lydia
It’s true, she did. I wish she hadn’t.
Scarlett
I wish I’d seen it :D
Kerra
Maggie - you’re going to end up in trouble one of these days lol
Maggie
Trouble is my middle name. And speaking of trouble, Rosie - are you out there?
Here you go, proof of life, or that Dante hasn’t killed me yet
Lydia
He’s been trying pretty hard in the neutral sector. We even heard the explosions in Dexx’s sector
Are you all still with Dexx?
Kerra
Dalox says they have to move to Driok’s sector soon
Maggie
Which is such a shame because Dexx’s crew are an absolute barrel of laughs :S
I strongly suspect this is sarcasm on Maggie’s part. I do miss being around my friends, and I have toyed with the idea of telling them about the sarkarnlings, but I decided not to, not yet anyway, not until Dante wants to let the rest of Vorostor know.
As the group chat grinds to a halt, most likely because Scarlett is having a word with Maggie about her attitude (something I’d like to witness), I pull on my swimsuit and wrap a towel around me.
This time, I will not be going into the aquium fully clothed, voluntarily or involuntarily.
There is a gentle chime at my door, indicating Dante is outside, and as I open it up, he is waiting for me, pantsless.
Of course he’s pantsless. Most of his crew go around pantsless.
This is the sector of no pants. But with him being sort of naked, I can see the patches on his scales at thigh level where they are also papery and thin.
It looks like his torso, which I can obviously see most of the time, isn’t too bad, but his legs are not in a good way.
It must be really uncomfortable for him.
“How long have your scales been like this?” I query as we walk through to the pools.
“A nova week. The mating mix has caused me to shed,” Dante says, using his very long claws to scratch at himself, causing some of his skin to peel away.
“You mean, all this time, you’ve been wanting to shed your scales?”
“I shed two nova months ago. I am not due a shed for many more…only now I am. Most Sarkarnii hate their shed, but I don’t mind it so much,” he says as we reach the aquium which is, for a change, empty.
Although I wonder how much that has to do with Dante having a moment or two while I got changed.
He scratches again at his skin, and I’m not entirely sure he actually does like shedding it as much as he claims, given the look of anguish in his eyes.
“Do you need to be shifted in order to…um…shed your skin?” I ask hesitantly.
Dante chokes with a laugh. “Can you imagine having to deal with a a full shed Sarkarnii skin?” he says, his eyes twinkling with genuine mirth. “Any of my crew get caught shedding in their Sarkarnii form, they are made to eat it.”
“Really?” I burst out involuntarily.
Dante drops his gaze from mine to the floor. His head and shoulders shaking with silent laughter.
“No,” he says eventually, his voice slightly strangled. “I don’t. They’d only make a mess.”
“Dante!” I give him a soft slap on his arm.
My big, bad chaos warlord is playing with me. And I love it.
He brings his head back up and his gaze rakes over me. He takes my hand, the one which slapped him, and he pulls me against his hard body.
“I don’t understand any of this,” he rasps. “All I know is I have to be close to you, every nova second of every nova day. I want you and need you more than I’ve ever needed or wanted anything in my entire life.”
His delicious spicy scent surrounds me, cutting through the mineral-rich air of the aquium. Up close, regardless of his need to shed his skin, Dante’s scales are beautiful. A myriad of iridescent blues and greens cover his impressive abs and make my insides soften.
I look up into his eyes. They are searching my face as if he can somehow gain the knowledge he needs from me. But I can’t help. My heart is pounding in my chest. I can’t forget the kiss we shared, the deep passion which emanated from my warlord, and how I felt as our tongues entwined.
“I don’t understand any of this either, Dante,” I say quietly, tracing a finger over his chest, watching the scales sparkle beneath my touch.
“Have you not mated before?” he queries.
“Um…” Now this is a difficult one. “I have not mated, not in a Sarkarnii sense,” I say. “I have been intimate with a human male in the past.”
I really hope he isn’t going to ask any more about my appalling dating history which is a series of terrible experiences best forgotten, culminating in a sexual experience which lasted less than thirty seconds.
“A male has put his cock in you?” Dante asks.
“Yes.”
Dante growls, his eyes distant, but he does not remove his arms from around me.
“I will find this male and tear it off,” he says, eventually.
“I wouldn’t bother. It was hardly worth looking at, let alone doing anything with.” I sigh.
“I don’t understand,” Dante rasps. “Do you still want this male and his cock?”
“No! No,” I exclaim. “It’s just…it wasn’t very big.”
Dante takes a step away from me. I guess I’ve overshared.
“With a Sarkarnii warlord, you do not need to concern yourself with size,” he growls.
His hand pushes at his crotch area, and through a slit which I haven’t ever seen before, he produces the most formidable weapon I’ve ever seen.
I don’t even want to hazard a guess at the length and girth. His cock is ridged on the upper side and studded with nodes on the underside. It runs with pearly pre-cum as he slowly fists it with a look of triumph on his face.
“Will my cock suffice?” he says.
“Will it suffice?” My voice is hoarse. “I have no idea how it will even fit!”