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“I was worried it might not translate across our races,” said Mur Desh, lifting a webbed hand to pry the violence of Kiral’s grip from his shoulder.
“Nnh?”
If there hadn’t been arms supporting his back, Kiral might have collapsed to the floor.
“I thought it best to make the effort before boasting.” The alien cupped his jaw in both hands, and Kiral opened his eyes to a lavender blink and a subtle smile. “I, too, am adept at ‘fucking.’ ”
Kiral blinked back and wanted to laugh. Parts of his body still twitched.
On impulse, he tilted his face and kissed Mur Desh on the mouth. It was not a human mouth. And it was not a human kiss. But if the Nepenthe was in his thoughts, it would be the gesture that mattered.
“It is still possible for me to change shape,” said Mur Desh in a much quieter voice. “I could give you this affection in the way you expect.”
Kiral shifted on his lap, knees demanding he unbend. He traced fingertips along the lines of the purple chest. “Perhaps another time,” he said. “My tongue knows enough lies. I like the truth for a change.”
“Then ours is a fortunate alliance.” Limbs moved beneath him, rearranging. “Do you wish to stand?”
Kiral nodded and got his feet under him, brows climbing his face at the amount of clear liquid sheening his thighs as he did. His clothing was a haphazard pile on the floor, off to one side. He made a face, and Mur Desh made another of the sounds like a laugh, rising tall on his many arms once more.
“It will matter to none of my people if you don’t put them back on,” he said. “You will be able to wash in my quarters, if you have a need to be dry.”
Kiral eyed the clothes he’d make sticky if he wore them again, right now.
You just fucked an alien.
“Are we likely to pass anyone on the way?” he asked.
“It is possible.”
The human—whose birth name was not Kiral, though the Nepenthe chose to honor it—looked around the strange space, with its exotic tech and its abundant alien fauna. Returned his focus to the being he’d chosen out of a crowd.
What did it matter?
“Fuck it,” he said, and bent to scoop up the garments, ready to leave.
They’d become ‘better acquainted’, alright.
“Then follow again,” said Mur Desh, accepting his choice to go nude.
Kiral fell in behind the Nepenthe as he turned and led them back to the corridor.
In an immediate test of his discarded inhibitions, another pair moved past, just as they entered the hallway. Another Nepenthe, this one imitating the form of a human from face to waist, as some of the others had done, and another human man in the alien’s wake. The other Nepenthe only nodded at Mur Desh, and kept moving. When the human saw Kiral, naked and sticky, his eyes bugged. Kiral gave him a smirk and a shrug of one shoulder.
It was no longer his own people he had to impress in order to get anywhere.
“Did you know that one?” Mur Desh asked, as they rounded a new corner within the ship.
“Only for the last day or so,” he said, strolling along behind. “We met when your people brought us aboard.”
Kiral didn’t know what to do with the wide-open feeling of reaching for a truthful answer, first thing. It was almost a new skill, to avoid assessing which of a series of falsehoods might serve him best before responding. But just like his clothes, it didn’t matter.
He couldn’t lie to Mur Desh.
Ahead of him, the Nepenthe waved a suckered arm. “But you will get better at guarding your thoughts, Kiral. I will be sure you learn.”
He wanted to laugh. The statement was a testament to how poor he was at it now.
They arrived at a portal, inset into the corridor wall. Mur Desh stopped there and turned to him, lavender eyes devious.
“But you can still lie to humans for me. Can’t you.”
The Nepenthe smiled at this, and dental ridges showed from behind his narrow lips.
Oh yes. Kiral had sniffed out one just like himself.
It was terrifying.
And exhilarating.
His skills had been sought after before, but not like this.
“Yes,” he said to Mur Desh, stepping close enough to place his hand alongside the webbed alien palm, where it pressed to the door. “Yes, I can.”
“Then come inside, Kiral.” The portal dilated open beneath their hands. “And we will do what survivors do.”
Kiral raised a brow and looked the Nepenthe he’d chosen up and down. “What’s that?” he said.
Mur Desh returned a keen grin.
“Whatever we must.”
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