have to keep on top of any changes that your biochemistry makes to the implant.”
“Thank you, but I don’t think I am joining the Guardians.”
Sarnvil cleared his throat, and she looked over to the dark shadows of his hood.
She scowled. “You had better be kidding.”
The good doctor looked surprised. “Didn’t you know? The clearances that you had in place made you a defacto member of the Guardians anyway. I have to tell you, it is gratifying to know that the eye I gave you is getting such a good workout.”
Blinking in surprise, Jianne said, “That is funny, I thought you were well compensated for the installation.”
Dr. Yangate waved that away. “I could still have refused to give such an exclusive piece of tech to a strange species.”
“Yes, Doctor.” Jianne chuckled and walked over to Sarnvil. She put her arm around his waist and leaned against him. “Is there anything else?”
“If you plan on reproducing, I will need to check on the socket as there may be additional pressure with the change in circulation. Aside from that, you are good.” Dr. Yangate patted her on the shoulder and disappeared into the medical lab again.
Sarnvil whispered, “Is that it?”
Jianne nodded. “That was it. The reset was complete and the reboot worked perfectly. That is it. Now, we get the boys and go home.”
“Why don’t we get some dinner?”
“Like a group date?”
“Something like that, but I am the only one who can dance with you in the moonlight.” He chortled, and they walked out to the exterior of the university medical centre where a crowd was gathered and young women were getting the Guardians to sign their cleavage.
Out of all of them, Roil looked the most embarrassed, but he signed breast after breast.
Jianne looked up at Cowl. “Are you going to miss that?”
He grinned. “No, I am sure that I can leave my mark on you if I ask politely.”
“It had better be polite. Those fang marks you left on my ass this morning still sting.”
His laugh was unrepentant. “I am working on your tolerance, plus I plan to kiss it better.”
She laughed and walked past the crowd with her arm around her mate. She didn’t know if it was the intimacy of their embrace or the glare that she gave any of the delicate pink females who came near her mate that had an effect, but they were able to ensconce themselves in the shuttle with little interference.
Jianne shoved Sarnvil into a seat, and she knelt straddling his lap. “Since we have some time, let’s practice the fine art of making out in a restricted space.”
She nuzzled his neck and bit gently as his hands rubbed at the back of her thighs, across the bite mark on her ass.
He turned his head and nibbled at her neck, grazing it with his teeth. “I thought we had mastered that in the lav a few days ago.”
“That was sex. Making out is far more frustrating, but you get to keep your clothing on.”
“So, frustrating and confining. You are really from a peculiar species.”
His teeth grew more insistent, and she moaned.
“No more peculiar than a species that hypnotizes others simply by showing their faces.”
“Fair enough. Will you meet me in the middle? I will make out with you, but I am going to peel open your suit.”
Jianne chuckled. “Of course. I am a huge fan of compromise, and if my suit is a factor for you, we will deal with it.”
“It isn’t very feminine. I would like to see you in more dresses.” His hands were working on the closure of her suit.
“So, when were you going to tell me that I was a Guardian?” She sighed and leaned her head to one side as his lips did things to her neck that sent shivers running up her inner thighs.
“Well, Factor, I thought it would be a nice surprise when we returned to the base and you saw your mobile command centre.” He muttered it against her skin.
“Aw, I always wanted my own command centre. How did you know?” She laughed as he freed her breasts and stroked them with
“Thank you, but I don’t think I am joining the Guardians.”
Sarnvil cleared his throat, and she looked over to the dark shadows of his hood.
She scowled. “You had better be kidding.”
The good doctor looked surprised. “Didn’t you know? The clearances that you had in place made you a defacto member of the Guardians anyway. I have to tell you, it is gratifying to know that the eye I gave you is getting such a good workout.”
Blinking in surprise, Jianne said, “That is funny, I thought you were well compensated for the installation.”
Dr. Yangate waved that away. “I could still have refused to give such an exclusive piece of tech to a strange species.”
“Yes, Doctor.” Jianne chuckled and walked over to Sarnvil. She put her arm around his waist and leaned against him. “Is there anything else?”
“If you plan on reproducing, I will need to check on the socket as there may be additional pressure with the change in circulation. Aside from that, you are good.” Dr. Yangate patted her on the shoulder and disappeared into the medical lab again.
Sarnvil whispered, “Is that it?”
Jianne nodded. “That was it. The reset was complete and the reboot worked perfectly. That is it. Now, we get the boys and go home.”
“Why don’t we get some dinner?”
“Like a group date?”
“Something like that, but I am the only one who can dance with you in the moonlight.” He chortled, and they walked out to the exterior of the university medical centre where a crowd was gathered and young women were getting the Guardians to sign their cleavage.
Out of all of them, Roil looked the most embarrassed, but he signed breast after breast.
Jianne looked up at Cowl. “Are you going to miss that?”
He grinned. “No, I am sure that I can leave my mark on you if I ask politely.”
“It had better be polite. Those fang marks you left on my ass this morning still sting.”
His laugh was unrepentant. “I am working on your tolerance, plus I plan to kiss it better.”
She laughed and walked past the crowd with her arm around her mate. She didn’t know if it was the intimacy of their embrace or the glare that she gave any of the delicate pink females who came near her mate that had an effect, but they were able to ensconce themselves in the shuttle with little interference.
Jianne shoved Sarnvil into a seat, and she knelt straddling his lap. “Since we have some time, let’s practice the fine art of making out in a restricted space.”
She nuzzled his neck and bit gently as his hands rubbed at the back of her thighs, across the bite mark on her ass.
He turned his head and nibbled at her neck, grazing it with his teeth. “I thought we had mastered that in the lav a few days ago.”
“That was sex. Making out is far more frustrating, but you get to keep your clothing on.”
“So, frustrating and confining. You are really from a peculiar species.”
His teeth grew more insistent, and she moaned.
“No more peculiar than a species that hypnotizes others simply by showing their faces.”
“Fair enough. Will you meet me in the middle? I will make out with you, but I am going to peel open your suit.”
Jianne chuckled. “Of course. I am a huge fan of compromise, and if my suit is a factor for you, we will deal with it.”
“It isn’t very feminine. I would like to see you in more dresses.” His hands were working on the closure of her suit.
“So, when were you going to tell me that I was a Guardian?” She sighed and leaned her head to one side as his lips did things to her neck that sent shivers running up her inner thighs.
“Well, Factor, I thought it would be a nice surprise when we returned to the base and you saw your mobile command centre.” He muttered it against her skin.
“Aw, I always wanted my own command centre. How did you know?” She laughed as he freed her breasts and stroked them with
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