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“A new ship…?” Artemis echoed weakly. He leaned back in his chair, head spinning. This was not the reward he had been expecting. Not that he had been expecting any reward at all. “Yes. I want to make sure my kit is safe out in space,” Ceirel smiled. “This is…. This….” “This is a great gift Mara,” Reinard cut in, smiling. “Thank you.” “You told Reinard we needed a new ship,” Elias hiccoughed. Artemis felt the neko’s hand brush his thigh and his tail flicked uneasily.
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I enjoyed this story on nifty and I am looking forward to rereading it.
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Elias flattened himself against a branch as a howl pierced the silence of the forest. They were coming for him; they had his scent. “Elias.” Looking up, the neko saw Artemis sitting perfectly balanced on the branch. Letting out a cry, he threw himself at the tiger, his arms wrapping around Artemis. “You’re okay. They can’t hurt you,” the tiger whispered, stroking his hair, calming him. “They aren’t real.” “Y-you’re real…?” Artemis chuckled quietly. “You’re asleep ki
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A door slammed closed, startling Artemis. He stood up as a Faro, a Dalmar, and a Xanar approached. “Good afternoon Captain,” the Dalmar said, holding out a hand. A blue bracer rested on her forearm, and Artemis shook her hand before throwing an uncertain salute. The Dalmar chuckled, her chocolate fur shaking. “Relax Captain,” the Faro laughed. “We’re a relaxed bunch here. It tends to make new recruits more willing to join when you don’t bite their heads off immediately.”
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“Get the tablets. We’re heading to the ship now,” Artemis said, setting Reinard on the hotel bed. The Faro was out cold, and the tiger gently shook him. There was no response. “Fuck,” the tiger muttered. “Come on. I want to get him to a med bay. Who knows when he was last checked?” Elias scurried around the room, gathering everything they had brought with them. It wasn’t much, but it still filled his arms. Artemis scooped the fox back into his arms and hurried out of the room agai
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It could have turned out very badly. But when you're an abused slave, even death might seem preferable to your situation. And with nothing to live for, nothing to lose, what's stopping you from taking your fate in your own hands?
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To be fair, Elias isn't used to alcohol. Maybe he'll eventually learn to control himself when drunk.
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A loud knock woke the tiger up. Grumbling about never being allowed to sleep as much as he wanted, Artemis rolled away from Elias and stood up. The neko’s eyes blinked at him, cocooned under the sheets, and he smiled. “Morning sleepyhead,” he grinned, the neko bringing his mood back up. Another knock at the door sent it plummeting once more. The tiger sped across the room, throwing the door open. “Morning Captain,” the black Dalmar on the other side said, adjusting his glasse
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A lot of it is mental. There have been beings with frail hearts who do not do well with the test.
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I hope so too. But first thing's first, Elias needs to survive the testing...
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Let's hope the witch is gone And yes, Elias does seem to enjoy massaging the tiger. It's great to see him coming out of his shell more.
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A beep roused Artemis from his bed. Grumbling, he stood up and threw on his shirt. Examining his drawer of chips, the tiger sighed. To use a translator or not to use a translator? Shrugging, the tiger left the room without the chip. It wouldn’t really help him anyways. Passing into the cockpit, he began the process of slowing the ship to just below lightspeed, before heading to the bathroom to relieve himself. Returning to the cockpit, the tiger scanned the ship. Elias was hiding
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Agreed. She''s the one who really needs the shower lol. Though in her case, maybe it should be a bath in liquid nitrogen, cool her hot head...
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I'm transitioning to female, and I'm as far along as insurance will let me be, which is to say, not far at all.
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Let's hope his heat will let him have the patience he needs.
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Thank you
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My fiance is nearing his sixties and still enjoys topping.
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I didn't realise this. Thank you for pointing that out.
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Elias sat at the kitchen table, his tablet showing lines of letters and words. His eyes were on fire, but still, he pushed onward, reading and rereading lines until he was sure he knew what they said. Well, he knew what they sounded like, at least. He had no idea what they meant. Curious, the neko tried saying one of the words out loud. “Agato…” His translator immediately picked up the word, changing it to cat. A small smile appeared on the neko’s face, and he tried to read t
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The pod hissed open, and Artemis waited a minute for Elias to wake from his malaise. There was nothing wrong with the neko. He had an anxiety attack, and there wasn’t much Artemis could do to stop those from happening. Elias sat up slowly, scanning the room. His eyes fell on Artemis, lighting up with a wary joy. Artemis wondered if he’d ever lose that fear in him. “Hey, welcome back,” the tiger smiled at the neko. He held out his hand, helping Elias out of the pod. It felt wrong,
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Just drug the neko to get what you want. What could go wrong?
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Yes they do. Unfortunately long conversations and a silent neko do not mix well...
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A knock on the door roused Artemis from his sleep. He was warm, comfortable, Elias’ arm thrown over him, a slender rod nestled against his ass- Artemis inhaled quietly, trying not to move. He could feel the neko’s breath on his shoulder, slow and deep. The knock sounded again, and Elias’ breathing changed. Artemis felt him stiffen behind him, the neko’s rod pressing against him. Sighing, Artemis sat up and swung his feet out of bed. Standing, he walked to the door, unlocking it so
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Elias cowered in the corner of a cell, his hands clutching the tight collar around his neck. The leather was his only clothing, the outfit Artemis had bought was stripped away by his captors. It happened again. He was sold once more. The neko held back tears. Crying didn’t help him when he had been torn away from his family all those years ago. They wouldn’t help him now. “Unknown species. I picked him up a day ago,” a Xanar said to another alien as they walked past. Elias kept his e
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Yeah, giving your life to save anothers usually has a strong impact. And really, is there a better motivation than greed for a very handsy alien to steal another being? Let's hope Elias is not going back to being a sex slave.
