Egaran Stars - 36. Galen- Somnus

Galen stretched lazily, leaning back against a pillow. The living room was a strategic mess of pillows and blankets that made a surprisingly cozy den, and it was made all the better by the naked deer cuddling in the crook of his arm.

Cuddling with Aedan was different than anything he’d done before. Sure, Galen had held the people he fucked, had even fallen asleep with them occasionally. But with the deer, there was no sex, or any expectation of sex. Just a couple of new friends resting together, a welcome respite from the trials of the day.

And holding the Cervidas was so much better than being held by Zilian. Galen couldn’t even begin to compare the two.

“Tell me something Galen. I can smell the sex on you, and it doesn’t smell like another Egaro. I mean, the scent of Egaro is there, but have you been playing with your roommate?” Aedan asked suddenly.

Galen tensed up at the question, his tail thrashing.

“I… um… I didn’t realize Cervidae could smell that well,” he said evasively.

“I apologise if that was a sensitive question,” the deer frowned, nuzzling his way back into Galen’s armpit with a sigh.

“It’s not really… I just think Themis would kill me if she found out Reinard and I had sex.”

“But with a Faro, I’d think it would be obvious. He must be walking funny,” Aedan pointed out. “I mean, you aren’t that small.”

His hand reached out, cupping Galen’s balls in his hand, feeling them up. The tiger let out a breathy moan, his eyes squinting as the deer played with him.

“I thought… I thought we were just cuddling?”

“We are,” Aedan murmured. “But that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t get a feel for what will be inside me later, right?”

The front door opened before Galen could answer, the cat and the deer both startling at the sudden noise.

“Galen? I need to talk to- you…”

Reinard scowled as he stepped around the couch, taking in the den and the deer with his hands still cupping Galen’s groin. The tiger let out a groan, pulling away from Aedan.

“I thought you were going to be out longer,” he said, sitting up.

“I was out for nearly two hours. Clearly not long enough,” Reinard spat, glaring at the deer.

“Hi, you must be Reinard,” Aedan smiled, until Galen nudged him.

“Don’t,” the Egaro warned. “I guarantee you he’s going to make this a problem.”

“Really? Um… perhaps I should go then?” Aedan said, reaching for his robes.

“Oh no, by all means, keep fucking in the living room. You should open the curtains so the neighbours can see too,” Reinard growled, before storming toward the bedroom.

Galen chewed his lips, looking between Aedan and the bedroom.

“I should go talk to him,” he sighed.

“Yeah, that would be good I think. It was nice meeting you Galen. And thanks for the cuddles.”

“My pleasure,” Galen replied, his eyes staring after the Faro. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“That is the plan, yeah,” Aedan said, giving Galen one last hug. “Oh, and if Reinard wants to join my somnus tomorrow, let him know I’d welcome it gladly.”

“I wouldn’t count on him being there,” Galen said, shaking his head.

He ushered the Cervidas out of the house, making sure Aedan was safely in a boat before closing the door with a heavy sigh.

“Reinard?”

The tiger stepped into the bedroom, gulping at the sight of Reinard sharpening a knife on the bed.

“What… uh, what are you doing with that?” he asked weakly.

“Sharpening it,” Reinard said, rolling his eyes.

He tested the blade against his fur, a couple of hairs dropping off neatly as he slid the metal across them.

“You should have kept fucking him.”

“It wasn’t like that at all. We aren’t doing anything sexually until tomorrow,” Galen said, his eyes glued to the knife. “Besides, you said we needed to talk.”

“Do we, though? Here I was hoping we could work things out, and make our bond actually bearable. And then I walk in on you letting a deer touch you.”

“I work in a porneo. You can’t expect people not to have sex with me, even if I am with a Faro,” Galen frowned.

“No. What I expect is for you to keep that shit out of my sight. Do you think I really want to see that every waking moment of the day? It’s bad enough I have to clean up after it at work.”

Galen bit back a retort, a relieved breath escaping him as Reinard sheathed the blade against his leg. The Faro let his clothes fall back into place, before laying back on the bed with a groan.

“You know, I told you not to go walking,” Galen sighed, getting onto the bed. “Talk and I’ll rub you down again. What exactly is your idea of us working out?”

“Right now? Tying you up in the basement so you can never fuck anyone except for me again,” Reinard scowled. “Your seed belongs in my belly.”

“But your seed can go wherever you want,” Galen scoffed, his hands working on the fox’s legs.

“It would go in your belly too, if you were a proper bonded. Putting it in your ass is just… wrong,” Reinard groaned, pressing his head into the bed.

“Didn’t feel wrong to me. Maybe you just need to do it again until you’re more comfortable with it. And who says I’m not a proper mate? That’s speciesist.”

“You aren’t though. Beyond not being a Faro, you hate my guts.”

“I do not,” Galen denied. “You hate me and I’ve learned to accept that you’ll always be pissed at me. Why would I want to be around someone like that?”

He felt the Faro tense under his hands, Galen pressing into the fox until he relaxed again.

“I… I don’t hate you…” Reinard breathed. “I really don’t. I’m sorry Galen.”

The Egaro let out a quiet sigh, his hands moving from Reinard’s shoulders down to the Faro’s lower back.

“I am too,” he said quietly. “I don’t want to hurt you. Maybe we just need to start over, without all the judgement. And I promise, I won’t let Ryan fuck you.”