Kaspar can't run. Not with his pants around his ankles. And he saved me before. In a weird way, I trust him. I take a step forward, moving out of the ferns. My movements are slow and steady, because a quick movement and Kaspar's fine ass is going to get bitten right off. I fight the urge to put my hands in the air. It's a cat, not a cop. I take another minuscule step forward and the creature suddenly focuses on me.
I pause, waiting. It doesn't move. I glance over at Kaspar. "What makes you think I can befriend it?"
"It's a carinoux," he tells me, his body stiff and his tail unmoving. His voice is pleasant, as if he's speaking to a puppy instead of me, and I suspect it's for the creature's benefit. "Tamed ones are sold on the black market for big piles of credits as protectors. They love females of all kinds. This one isn't a threat to you, but I'm going to get shredded if you don't distract him."
I take another tiny step forward, and the cat's tail stops lashing. It keeps watching me, and I feel a hint more confident. Just a hint. It's still as big as a damn tiger, and that's alarming, but it no longer looks like it wants to pounce. "Just don't turn around," I joke as I take a few more slow steps forward. "You'll put someone's eye out with that thing."
Kaspar glances down at his dick, then grins. "Not how I pictured this moment going, I have to admit."
I just give him a wry look as I take another step forward. I'm about twenty feet away from Kaspar at this point, and the cat's tensing again. I drop to a crouch to make myself smaller and hold my hand out. "Come here, baby girl," I call in a sugary-sweet voice. "Come away from the big scary man with the big scary dick."
"Do you find it scary, then?" He doesn't move a muscle as the cat-thing creeps toward me, moving slowly.
Why are we bantering when his dick is about to be bitten off? But it feels like the most natural thing in the world—with Kaspar, of course there's danger around, so you've got to get your shots in while you can. "It's a dick attached to an alien," I point out. "That automatically makes it enemy dick."
"You're breaking my heart, Sunshine."
I ignore that. The cat-thing's focused on me now, and it slinks past Kaspar, heading toward my hand. I wiggle my fingers at it and as it moves toward me, its demeanor is changing. It's no longer looking like a predator but more like…a puppy dog. A puppy dog with massive fanged jaws and what look like eight legs, but the eyes are big and liquid, like the eyes of my beloved Jojo, who I lost when I was stolen from Earth. My parents would take care of him, I know. I haven't thought about my sweet boy in ages, and my heart hurts, just a little, for what I lost.
The alien creature approaches and sniffs my fingers, and then a big, raspy tongue licks my palm. Tentatively, I scratch at the chin of the beast, not moving a muscle. The jaws on this critter are enormous, and I think it could snap me in half with a single bite. My new friend starts purring, though, a weird, liquid rumble in his throat, and then continues to lick my hand over and over again, as if I'm a kitten that needs grooming by its mama.
"It likes me," I tell Kaspar in a hushed voice.
"Of course it does," he says. "It's got eyes."
I'm filled with warmth at his words, and I smile as I scratch the thing's face.
21
KASPAR
I let out a breath of relief as Alice scratches the beast's chin, a sweet smile on her face. She looks half in love with the monster already. What is it with females and pets?
One crisis down, at least.
My tail flicks, and the carinoux immediately stiffens. The small bud ears on its head go flat, and the tail lashes back and forth as if it's suddenly remembering my presence. Oh, kef.
"Uh, Alice. We're not in the clear just yet."
She rubs the thing's big, knobby head in a way that makes my cock twitch. "I'm trying to keep him distracted. What do we need to do?"
"Now that he likes you, come here and kiss me so it realizes that I belong to you."
Alice's jaw drops. Her lips part. "W-what?"
"You gotta get your scent all over me." It's not the way I thought I'd proposition her again, what with my trou down around my ankles and all and my cock pointing right at her like a beacon. But a male's gotta do whatever works, and I'm not opposed to Alice getting to rub all over me.