A few days later...

He found himself lost in thoughts of the days past. Nothing too adventurous happened. The odd run in at the tavern while he worked the bar, some curious glances and the usual flirtatious advances. His mind kept going back to that fateful encounter… he had a girlfriend… an alien thought for him still. As much as he would have loved to just make the trip to her home he did not wish to smother her too much. Half truth and half convenience, as this also gave him ample time to try and sort his thoughts. Some things she said just made it sound more like he was the girlf…

“Hello, my sweet.”

The soft, familiar voice tearing him from his train of thought. A warm smile on his lips he would bow his head.

“Good morning, you! How was your night? Fancy a drink by chance?”

He placed the polished cup down, before turning his full attention towards Morena.

“It was lovely. Got a right good ruffle by some warrior… there was an orgy and I’m pretty sure someone came on my back while I wasn’t looking…. But yeah! Good fun! … wish you were there… and ehm… hmmm…. Just water for now please. How about you? How are you doing my dear?

Nodding he would grab a cup, placing it in front of her, before getting the pitcher of fresh springwater.

“Oh, sounds like grand fun. Me as well, but sadly, sleep was gripping me rather tightly… but as long as you had fun that is all that matters”

He gave his best attempt at a chuckle, feeling that tinge again. His ears twitched. He knew she was straightforward but why… Why did she enjoy tormenting him like this? And why was he aroused by it?

“I still want you to have fun too so… what’s in the plans for you today?”

She grabbed the cup of water with a wink. He couldn’t help himself… a warm smile crept back on his lips… she was just so… disarming…

“Hmm… I didn’t have anything specific planned, to be fair. I have a few hours to kill before I have some chores to attend to… What did you have in mind?”

“Just curious… was thinking of visiting a man… don’t worry my dear… nothing untoward. He just needs a woman’s opinion on something or whatever… I’m sure he wouldn’t mind you coming along as well…. Make sure I’m safe and … all that.”

He tilted his head a bit… he wasn’t even sure anymore if she was just teasing him more or if she was being earnest.

“Sure, I can do that if you’d like. Sounds like fun.”

“When you get back from your -manly- chores or whatever… we’ll see, yes?”

The emphasis on that word caused a jolt to run through his body. His ears trembling briefly before they batted the air to regain their composure.

“Well… if you want to go now, we can also do that. Otherwise I can let you know once I am done. I am rather flexible with my work here, as I am just doing overtime anyway…”

She pondered it for a moment, studying the rabbit before speaking again.

“He’s not about at the moment. But later for sure!”

Why did it always feel like she was… hiding something? He doubted she outright lied… just… hiding something…

“As you wish. I look forward to it then. I admit though, I am rather curious…”

“Oh? I think he’s just a man wanting the thoughts of a woman on his home or whatever… You know what you fellas are like… all thumbs and left feet when it comes to home comforts and design.”

He would give a soft chuckle. He couldn’t really blame the guy. He had made himself a burrow in a smaller cave and even then it was… bereft of warmth. Sure, it was comfy and held everything he needed. He liked it. But he had seen what some people do and… he was nowhere near any of that standard. Perhaps the poor guy was like himself?

“Indeed, where would we be without the delicate touch of a woman, love?”

“Living in caves most likely… wearing wolf skin… sleeping on rocks with spears as the only thing to rub up against… well… other than each other…”

Another jolt surged through his body. Scratching his twitching ears he gave a slightly flustered chuckle. There was just… always something demeaning about her remarks that made him fluster like this but… why did it also flush his cheeks? Should he not be… mad? Why was this strange sensation washing over him all that he could feel from her…

“Not to be cruel of course… but understanding one’s place is how we get things rolling, right? Like… look at me…”

Her hands gestured up and down her wonderful body. Soft skin, a bit of fat on all the right places… she seemed so… perfect…

“I’m a woman… I’m soft… I’m sweet… I’m warm and delicate. We’re made for the finer things in life and then you have men… -big- strong… musky… hard brutes… with cocks like forearms… and a need to breed every man and woman they see. Personally, I believe it’s their right too… well… -those- men…”

She… smiled at him. It was… confusing… she was smiling, and yet… he only felt the knife twist inside him.

“...some are… for other things…”

He managed to keep his smile, albeit the corner of his mouth shaking slightly. His cheeks flushing more noticeably at the jabs of his missing ‘manliness’ that his loving girlfriend just described. Was it like that? It was true he would know since he was not one of those ‘strong brutes’ that could impale a woman the way they could… His ears batted against the air once again, dejection swinging with his voice…

“I … s-suppose you do have a… a point there love… I guess we all… have our… uhm… part to… play…”

“Oh, but don’t worry my dear… you are one of these men…. You’ll at some point get to ravage me and Lara… I -promise-, okay?