So... interbreeding is impossible, because I don't produce eggs like your kind does?
[ shivers, spreading her legs a little wider for him despite the embarrassed flush on her cheeks; his come oozes sluggishly out, over the fucked-red flesh (not that the surrounding area is looking much better either after his roughness). ]
I can lay the eggs in you, of course, and you can incubate them.
[Come on, did you not take extraterrestrial biology. He pulls her closer to him, then, bending down and hiking her legs up over his shoulders. He nips at the inside of her thigh. Time for a Scientific Lesson while he cleans her up close and personal!]
It is impossible, but not because of that. It's impossible because I am Vidyadhara. [He licks over her, contemplatively.] My species - all of us - are barren.
[ she goes to sit up but is waylaid once more by him pulling her to him-- she makes a petulant little noise as he draws her hips up, but settles, interest sparking in her gaze once more. She shudders as he licks, lifting her hips to his mouth, her ears perked forward. ]
... You could have just led with that, you know. Instead of worrying me. You're positive?
Valencia. [His tone goes dangerously low, and he cants his head against her thigh. The hands wrapped around her legs prick claws gently against her skin as a warning.] No, you cannot bear my child, nor will I ever be able to bear anyone's. I would know, very well, how my people have dwindled, and will go extinct. I am certain, as their patriarch, for millennia.
[ a soft throaty noise, embarrassed even as she squeezes around him. ]
It's-- a big commitment, even ignoring the social aspects? Or anything else? And I can't... I don't know that I'd live long enough, in the first place, to do that. And.
[ trails off a moment, uneasy, looking away. Her tone comes carefully even, now. ]
... I would be a terrible mother. I was raised well, for my purpose, but I would not do the same for any child of mine but I don't think-- I would be able to avoid doing so, and hurt it in the process the same way I've been damaged.
... As well, a nonhuman child would certainly see me excommunicated from my faith, and rejected by my family, and likely most of society. Humans don't tolerate "monsters" well.
Discrimination happens in almost all species, I find. All valid reasons.
[Encouraging pet as he fucks a second finger in, crooking it to get some of the come out... Okay he might be just scissoring it for fun and the look on her face.]
I do not know enough about parenthood to comment about it, since I have never had them, either. But it is commendable of you to know your limits.
[ she's very red, brow furrowed, and glancing back at him even as she jerks away just slightly from the sensation, still sensitive. She doesn't try very hard, though, apparently content to be touched.
Unsettled, slightly, by his calm acceptance of discrimination though. But maybe it's the idea of something close to her experiencing it that rouses her ire, even in the hypothetical. ]
It's... less knowing my limits and more about practicality, I think... I could not be a good parent, but any measure. Even if I wanted it.... It would-- prolong fulfillment of my duty, and then leave behind a motherless child... it's abject cruelty, I think.
[He still has enough social graces to know that this was not a topic that should be broached casually, and while he wants to know more - for better, or for worse - now he just presses a kiss to her stomach, just below her navel.]
Well - now that you know, that there is no chance, with me; there is no place for what-ifs.
[ It isn't that it isn't a relief. Objectively-- and even emotionally-- it's ideal, and broaches no issue with continuing on in this way, especially when there was no question of whether she liked being fucked like this. But the what-ifs have already anchored somewhere in the back of her mind, a little disappointed by the lack of future option whether for her or for him.
... For him, most certainly. Impossibility was far different than shouldn't.
She blushes lightly, at the kiss, and reaches down after a beat to sink her fingers into his hair, affectionate. ]
[What was with this woman and thanking him for everything? Or being so nice, or responsive, or making Dan Feng feel warm not only physically, or making him want her approval, or--
Anyway. Clearly the way to deal with this is to nip at the delicate, thin skin of her pelvis, where the artery was closest, and suck a possessive bruise there. And then he fits his mouth over her cunt, for good measure, so she can stop thinking as he cleans her out.]
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I-- what?
[ zoonotic sti is genuinely on the bottom of her worries list ]
No, I-- is it not alarming, the idea someone might get pregnant in this place? Do you not worry about this...?
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First of all, there weren't any eggs, and if there were, you would need to take both of my appendages at the same time for fertilization.
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[ shivers, spreading her legs a little wider for him despite the embarrassed flush on her cheeks; his come oozes sluggishly out, over the fucked-red flesh (not that the surrounding area is looking much better either after his roughness). ]
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[Come on, did you not take extraterrestrial biology. He pulls her closer to him, then, bending down and hiking her legs up over his shoulders. He nips at the inside of her thigh. Time for a Scientific Lesson while he cleans her up close and personal!]
It is impossible, but not because of that. It's impossible because I am Vidyadhara. [He licks over her, contemplatively.] My species - all of us - are barren.
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[ she goes to sit up but is waylaid once more by him pulling her to him-- she makes a petulant little noise as he draws her hips up, but settles, interest sparking in her gaze once more. She shudders as he licks, lifting her hips to his mouth, her ears perked forward. ]
... You could have just led with that, you know. Instead of worrying me. You're positive?
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... I'm sorry. [ Then, after a lengthy pause, uncertainly: ] But you-- you understand, why I may worry about this sort of thing...?
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No...? [He punctuates this by slowly sliding one finger up into her.] I thought short-lifer species would be overjoyed to have offspring?
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It's-- a big commitment, even ignoring the social aspects? Or anything else? And I can't... I don't know that I'd live long enough, in the first place, to do that. And.
[ trails off a moment, uneasy, looking away. Her tone comes carefully even, now. ]
... I would be a terrible mother. I was raised well, for my purpose, but I would not do the same for any child of mine but I don't think-- I would be able to avoid doing so, and hurt it in the process the same way I've been damaged.
... As well, a nonhuman child would certainly see me excommunicated from my faith, and rejected by my family, and likely most of society. Humans don't tolerate "monsters" well.
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[Encouraging pet as he fucks a second finger in, crooking it to get some of the come out... Okay he might be just scissoring it for fun and the look on her face.]
I do not know enough about parenthood to comment about it, since I have never had them, either. But it is commendable of you to know your limits.
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Unsettled, slightly, by his calm acceptance of discrimination though. But maybe it's the idea of something close to her experiencing it that rouses her ire, even in the hypothetical. ]
It's... less knowing my limits and more about practicality, I think... I could not be a good parent, but any measure. Even if I wanted it.... It would-- prolong fulfillment of my duty, and then leave behind a motherless child... it's abject cruelty, I think.
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Well - now that you know, that there is no chance, with me; there is no place for what-ifs.
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... For him, most certainly. Impossibility was far different than shouldn't.
She blushes lightly, at the kiss, and reaches down after a beat to sink her fingers into his hair, affectionate. ]
Mm. ... Thank you, for telling me.
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[What was with this woman and thanking him for everything? Or being so nice, or responsive, or making Dan Feng feel warm not only physically, or making him want her approval, or--
Anyway. Clearly the way to deal with this is to nip at the delicate, thin skin of her pelvis, where the artery was closest, and suck a possessive bruise there. And then he fits his mouth over her cunt, for good measure, so she can stop thinking as he cleans her out.]
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[ But at least she's successfully distracted by that. She whimpers, softly, her fingers curling firm and gently against his scalp. ]