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Metakirb

Sarathi Villa III

This is the house of Edsern Sarathi and his wife, Estran Coreth Sarathi.  It's in the woods.

Or at least it was until Edsern vanished several years ago, Estran has recently returned with an Execuloth called Liache.

Es eventually wakes up, stretching slightly.
Cynical Circle

Liache is still sleeping contently.
Metakirb

Es smiles and stays where she is.
Cynical Circle

Liache remains asleep until woken, making pleasant little noises.
Metakirb

Es lets her sleep for a little longer before gently trying to wake her.
Cynical Circle

She sits up, yawning, and smiles brightly.
Good morning, dear.
Metakirb

Morning.
Cynical Circle

She smiles and kisses her.

((Okay, everyone.

My laptop is currently bricked, so my only computer access is the crapbox basement computer. Posting may be slow. Gahhhh.))
Metakirb

(I know how you feel)

Es happily returns the kiss.
Cynical Circle

She smiles. "You're beautiful. Have I told you that?"
Metakirb

You're pretty beautiful too.

She runs a hand gently down Liache's side.
Cynical Circle

"Thank you..." She giggles as she is caressed.
Metakirb

I think I could look at you all day.
Cynical Circle

She grins, but looks down at her waist with a strange expression.
Metakirb

What's up?
Cynical Circle

She seems to realize something... and her face shows shock and mild horror.
Metakirb

What is it?
Cynical Circle

"... I... the office party the night before you summoned me... drank... I knew I went to bed with a few someones, but... but I didn't think one of them would be... males nearly never get into the... I...

Es... I'm carrying fertilized eggs."
She looks down.
Metakirb

Fer...til...ized... WHAT?!

Estran looks incredibly shocked.
Cynical Circle

She explains that the night before she was summoned, there was an office party. She knew she had gotten drunk and bedded a few others, but it seems that sometime that night a male slept with her.
She hugs her knees to her chest. "I'm sorry, I... I'm so sorry..."
Metakirb

Es hugs her.

You don't need to be sorry. I mean, I'm sure we'll work something out.
Cynical Circle

"... But...
We're not... adept at birthing our young... it can be riskier than it is for most races... we usually, er... relocate them to a birth-mother of another species.
It's not a racial practice I'm very proud of..."
She sniffs.
Metakirb

What?
Cynical Circle

She explains more.

Usually, the male fertilizes the female, then kidnaps a suitable birth-mother. The birth-mother is impregnated with the eggs and is taken care of, pampered, fussed over, and finally births the new young. She is usually mindwiped and un-kidnapped while the young are put in the care of specially trained brood-tenders.

"It's a barbarous practice... I'm sorry."
Metakirb

So you need to transfer them to someone else?
Cynical Circle

"It'd be safer for me and the young, yes..."
She gnaws her lip.
Metakirb

Okay then. I don't mind.
Cynical Circle

"... Es, are you saying...
Y-you'd...?"
Her eyes moisten.
Metakirb

She nods, squeezing her a little.
Cynical Circle

She hugs tightly back.
"... Oh, Es... th-thank you so much..."
She sniffles.
Metakirb

It's no problem. Actually I'm a little curious as to how this whole thing works.

(Deadtime)
Cynical Circle

She smiles, sniffling.
"It's a bit odd... the tail is involved."
Metakirb

I see...

Estran looks at her tail and her thought train goes through what she thinks is likely to be the process and blushes.
Cynical Circle

"So, when would you like to, er, get that taken care of?"
Metakirb

Whenever you're ready.
Cynical Circle

"Er... I'm ready if you are, ny'akha."
Metakirb

Okay then.
Cynical Circle

She tries to relax her by massaging her wings.
Metakirb

She relaxes into it.
Cynical Circle

She pulls the curtain, keeping up the massage so Es doesn't just have to focus on the impregnation. It feels odd, but not painful. Afterwards, she'll just make love to her as if in apology for the egg transfer.
Metakirb

When it rises Es is cuddling her.
Cynical Circle

Liache strokes Es's belly gently.
"Thank you, love."
Metakirb

I wouldn't let you put yoruself or your children in any danger.
Cynical Circle

"Mmm...
You're so kind." She smiles.
Metakirb

Es smiles and kisses her.
Cynical Circle

She strokes her belly some more.
"I'll never be able to thank you enough."
Metakirb

You don't need to.

She places her hands ontop of Liache's.
Cynical Circle

She snuggles closer.
"I love you, Es."
Metakirb

Love you too.
Cynical Circle

"I'll be needing to put up some protection... better safe than sorry."
Metakirb

Like what? Oh, and out of curiosity, how long does it usually take?
Cynical Circle

"Firstly, I'll get some personal protection runes on you.

And the gestation period is several weeks. Execuloth young grow quickly and are very active little ones."
Metakirb

Well a few weeks is better than nine months.
Cynical Circle

She nods and kisses her, then heads to the bathroom. She collects a knife from the kitchen on the way, as well as a small bowl.
Metakirb

Es follows her, slightly curious.
Cynical Circle

She lets her watch.
She uses the knife to shave off a bit of the dull tips of her horns and puts the powder in the bowl.

She asks for one of Es's feathers, around which she'll tie a strand of her own hair.

Then she takes the knife and starts examining her ankles...
Metakirb

You're not going to cut yourself, are you?
Cynical Circle

"The spell requires some of the protector's blood, ny'akha. I've done this before, so don't worry."

She selects a spot on her ankle and will make a smallish cut unless stopped.
Metakirb

Es wants to stop her, but doesn't.
Cynical Circle

She lets some maroon blood flow onto the feather, horn shavings, and hair. The objects move as if stretching after a long confinement, then dissolve. A papery smell fills the room and the blood-mix turns nearly black.
She puts a fingertip in the warm liquid and directs Es to do the same; she will then kiss her gently.
Metakirb

Es does as directed and returns the kiss.
Cynical Circle

She summons a small brush and asks Es to lay down on her back.
"Alright. I hope you aren't too ticklish, love..."
Metakirb

A little bit.

She lies down on her back.
Cynical Circle

She paints a circle around her navel, connected to a line going along her sternum and one line going over each hipbone to start.
Metakirb

Es waits, trying not to move.
Cynical Circle

She paints some more, then scoots over to put her lap for Es to lay her head in while it dries.
Metakirb

Es smiles up at her.
Cynical Circle

She moves back to Es's side and strokes over the paint; it wisps off like steam, but a faint stain remains.

"Is there anywhere you'd like to go?
Metakirb

Maybe a walk or something, but I can't think of anywhere specific.
Cynical Circle

"Okay. Let's get dressed and go for a walk, then."
Metakirb

She nods and gets up.
Cynical Circle

Liache will get herself and Es some clothes.
Metakirb

Es smiles and puts them on.
Cynical Circle

She dresses too, chittering happily.
Metakirb

Es starts heading for the door, fiddling with her ribbon.
Cynical Circle

Liache follows her.
Metakirb

Es opens the door.

So where should we go?
Cynical Circle

"Would you like to decide? I honestly don't know our surroundings very much."
Metakirb

We can just have a walk in the woods.
Cynical Circle

"Let's do that, then."
She nods.
Metakirb

She tries to take her hand and walk out.
Cynical Circle

Liache carries Es in, kissing her.
Metakirb

Es returns it.
Cynical Circle

She lays her down on the bed and begins to undress.
Metakirb

Es undresses aswell.
Cynical Circle

Liache nuzzles her, hands exploring her belly and shoulders at first.
Metakirb

Es presses against her, moving her hands to shoulder nubs.
Cynical Circle

Liache chitters and pulls the curtain.
Metakirb

When it rises Es is smiling at her.
Cynical Circle

She rubs her belly, smiling.
Metakirb

Es cuddles up to her and kisses her.
Cynical Circle

"Mmm...
You're wonderful."
Metakirb

But you're better.
Cynical Circle

"Mmm... really?
I've never slept with me, so I wouldn't know."
Metakirb

Well you've got those other arms on me, they're really good.
Cynical Circle

"True...
Back home, I would have worked for a week without sleep for the chance to have you carry my children...
Then again, back home is drab and dull. Here... is our heaven.
Metakirb

Isn't it just.
Cynical Circle

She sighs.

((Perhaps at some point I could bring in one of Liache's daughters to cause trouble...))
Metakirb

(It'd certainly give them something to do)

Es strokes her hair gently.
Cynical Circle

((Yes... would now work?))
She chitters happily.

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