two inhabited planets in our galaxy, but still…this is not behavior befitting one of my station. Yet I do not stop, until I have collected every single drop of her arrival.
“Essh, my diijo stays ever the ready for you. You will release my hair, k’vani. I am ready to be inside of you.”
She does as commanded, but when I attempt to flip her on to her belly so that she can assume the breeding position, she resists.
I frown. “You will explain why you refuse to turn over after giving me your permission.”
She smiles in that strange way of hers. As if I have made a witticism, even though I have not. “I know I gave you permission, but I was just wondering if we could maybe try something different. A new position.”
I settle back on my knees with a deep furrow of my ridges. “Different…you will explain why you wish to breed in a new position when we both enjoy my mounting so very much.”
“Wow…arrogant much?”
“It is not arrogance if it is true,” I point out.
Ki’Ra makes her pupils roll, a fascinating gesture that she does quite a bit when we speak. “Well, when humans have sex, we like to do it in more than one position. I was thinking maybe we could face each other this time.”
I tilt my head. “On your knees is the optimal breeding position.”
Ki’Ra once again performs that strange pupil rolling gesture. “Fucking me from behind isn’t the only position a couple can conceive with. Why don’t we just try my way? And if you don’t enjoy it, we don’t have to do it again. Okay?”
With those words, she rises into a seated position and places her small hands on my shoulders. Then she does something truly shocking. She presses her lips against mine and forcibly pushes her round tongue into my mouth.
I pull away from her stunned and touch my lips. “You will explain that invasion.”
Her eyes widen. She seems as surprised by her actions as I am. “I…I’m sorry…I don’t know why I did that.”
I touch my lips again, confused but also curious about the still lingering sensation from her soft mouth pillows having pressed into mine. “You will explain to me what that gesture was.”
“It was a kiss. Just a kiss. Haven’t you kissed before?”
“Kiss.” I repeat. Once again, my translator has no equivalent word in my language. “Explain.”
Her eyes soften. “It’s a gesture of affection among humans. Different kinds of kisses have different kinds of meanings. There’s platonic kisses between friends or family, and sometimes couples kiss to show that they care about each other.”
I rub my ridges as I try to comprehend her definitions of this kiss gesture. “You will tell me if all of these hu’man kisses include this strange tongue invasion.”
Ki’Ra mumbles under her breath then, words that my chip translates as, “Kill me now.”
“You will tell me why you wish me to perform murder upon you,” I command, even more alarmed by these words than her hu’man kiss.
“I don’t…I was just…” She stops and rubs her own ridgeless nose before answering. “No. Actually most kisses don’t include tongue.
“Then you will tell me why your kiss included such invasion and how it should be interpreted by your Kel.”
She averts her eyes and removes her hands from my shoulders. “I’m not sure. Again, I don’t really know why I did that.”
But then her gaze raises to shyly meet mine. “Maybe I was just trying to say I’m attracted to you, and you know, want us to be a little more romantic.”
Romantic…her explanation of that hu’man word comes back to me in a flash.
It’s like the things you do to get someone to fall in love with you…
“Xalthurians have no concept of this hu’man emotion. Yet you kiss me in the hopes that I will fall in love with you,” I conclude.
Her face falls. “No, no, that’s not what I was trying to do at all,” she huffs. “It was just a kiss. A really bad idea that I’m now truly regretting.”
She is trying to issue a retraction of her kiss action now. Yet I sense this is another case where the words do not truly match what is in her mind or body.
My breath hitches in my throat as I realize the true meaning of her words. She is attracted to me in the way of a magnet. And that attraction makes her want to treat me in the way she would treat a hu’man male, from whom she