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CHAPTER 15

KAILIREX

As long as our home was comfortable and none of the decor too jarringly brash, I didn’t care how my mate and her brother chose to furnish our home. As for young, yes, I wanted them, and it made me grow hard just thinking about her belly becoming swollen with our young, her breasts becoming pendulous with milk to nourish him or her. However, practicality said we should grow our relationship more first, and establish a rhythm as a pair so that as we reared our young, we were in step. And there was also the matter of Playtime Fleet. We were still dealing with political obstacles we had to kick out of our path and were heavily into the final pre-production stage. Then there was the launch of the toy lines and the premieres to be handled, all things which needed their arrangements finalized before we even finished wrapping the first season.

I had a fairly good idea that she didn’t want to become pregnant right away, either. I’d seen her application to join the Playtime Fleet staff, which signaled a desire to advance her career. Which she could do while pregnant, though I felt that once motherhood was upon her, she’d want time off to simply enjoy it. It was something we needed to discuss in private, preferably after we’d claimed each other several times and could think without mating pheromones driving our biological imperative to fuck.

It sounded like we’d have children running about our home sooner rather than later as it was, judging by the looks Piloris and Eric were giving each other as they discussed adopting. That was wonderful, but I was glad that the primary responsibility would be on their shoulders and not mine or Stella’s.

The ship gave a soft bump as it parked itself on a cushion of air and Tillin opened the hatch from his console.

“Okay, grab your stuff and go have fun!” he said, winking. “And don’t forget to eat. You’ll need those calories!”

Stella laughed at his antics, her hands already unbuckling her straps. I undid my own and took down the food from the overhead locker as she finished shrugging herself out of the tangle she’d made.

“Ugh! Why do they have to be so complicated?” she grumbled. I handed her the bag with a soft smile. “You’ll get used to it. I’ll get your suitcase.”

“It’s the green one,” she said. “You had Eric’s last time.”

Piloris was already taking both cases out and he wordlessly handed me the bright green hardshell case, keeping the bright yellow one for himself.

“Guess we’ll see you soon,” he said. “We’ll probably replicate our dinner since Eric is on New York time.”

“We’ll eat our hot dogs,” I replied. “I’ll place the rest in the chiller and we can reheat it tomorrow.”

He grinned. “Sounds good. See you soon.”

“Wait, where are they going?” Stella asked as she watched Piloris guide Eric out.

“Until they finish our quarters, we will be staying in our bachelor rooms. They’ve given us a bed large enough for two. Don’t worry, it’s only for a few days and we’ll be getting together for meals. Besides,” I said with a meaningful leer, “You don’t want them that close by while I'm claiming you or he him, do you?”

Her eyes widened and she shook her head vehemently. “Ew! No! Staying in your quarters instead of a shared hotel room is much better for super sexy times.”

I was glad she was in agreement with me as exhibitionism wasn’t one of my kinks. I led her down the ramp and we waved goodbye to Piloris and Eric as they waited to get on the elevator. Our elevator was further down the corridor in the opposite direction. Stella looked around, her brow furrowing. “I didn’t think about the fact that I’d have to learn to read Mylos to get around,” she said.

“You can simply ask Xeranos to show you the way,” I replied. “And we had considered adding human numbering systems, but the Council decided against it in case of sabotage.”

She grimaced. “Yeah. That’s already happened once already, with that TV talk show host.”

“Yes. The repercussions of her ratings grab stunts are still affecting us today.”

“That was so sad. She hurt a lot of people. Some even died!” she said mournfully.

I squeezed her hand gently. “That’s in the past. Hopefully, Playtime Fleet will help move us all towards a more understanding and enlightened future.” I stopped in front of the elevator, her coming to a standstill alongside me. I palmed the access panel and it lit up. When the doors opened and we stepped inside, it felt momentous, the two of us on our own, beginning our future, and that of Playtime Fleet. I knew then that I definitely wanted her on the production team, even if only as an intern. I was certain that once my team and I reviewed her vid samples and she gave us her live presentation, everyone else would see she was a good fit too. It was simply a matter of where.

“Xeranos, please take me to my quarters.”

“Whoa! Is this moving sideways?” she asked, feeling the direction of acceleration.

“Yes, these move both vertically as well as horizontally.”

“That’s handy.”

“It is,” I agreed.

“You told him to take us to your quarters. Do you have elevator doors that open into them, then?”

I chuckled. “No. he knows to simply take me to that deck and stop at the nearest door to them.”