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Nell

“What do you think we should do today?” Maklr asked.

“I’m not sure. There’s a lot of things in the brochure that we could do, but some of it just doesn’t sound appealing.”

“Camping?”

Nell shuddered. “I’m not sure I’m ready for that. Do you remember the lake we saw when we were walking up to go zip lining?”

“The one with the boats?”

“If you want to, we could maybe rent a boat, either the automatic ones or a paddle one?”

“Sounds like it could be a lot of fun.”

“I don’t think I was ever on a kayak, and it’s been a very long time since I was on a boat. It should be safe, right?”

“The resort wouldn’t offer it as an activity unless it was.”

“And you’re sure there’s no creatures living in it?” Nell asked.

“Fish, and probably some other smaller animals. But predators? No. What kind of business would have predators in their lakes?”

“True. Maybe I’m being silly and overthinking.”

“No, you’re cautious. Nothing wrong with that.” Maklr washed his mug out. “As far as I’m aware, the only creature capable of causing harm is the stuffed caton on the bed.”

“Then I guess that’s our plan. Let’s do it.”

“I’ll pack a picnic lunch?”

“And I’ll finally change out of my pajamas,” Nell said, laughing. “We spent all morning thinking about what we were going to do. I hope there are some boats available.”

Maklr tapped on his tablet. “It says there’s only four rented today. We should be able to claim one.”

“Great.” Nell changed rapidly, emerging minutes after Maklr placed the last sandwich in a fabric bag.

“I made two sandwiches for you, and there’s a massive canteen of water in the bag. I’ll carry it,” he said as she reached to grab the bag’s handles.

“What else is in there? Gold?” she teased.

“No. Six sandwiches and water. But it’s heavy.”

“Suit yourself.”

On the way, Nell stopped to pick some ripe fruit off the trees that dotted the wooden path. She popped a bright yellow piece into her mouth. “These are the closest thing to strawberries I’ve tasted.”

“Is this a good thing?” Maklr asked.

“I used to love strawberries. I remember they taste divine if you mixed them with chocolate, like corul .”

Maklr shook his head. “I don’t think I’ve ever tried anything like that. Humans are sure to be inventive with their foods.”

“Hello again! Good afternoon,” the young male Klagan employee said. “I’m working the boats today. Isn’t it exciting? The resort changes up our assignments so we don’t get bored.” His enthusiasm was contagious.

“Sounds fun. Nothing worse than a boring job, right?” Nell said.

“How can I assist you today?”

“We would like to rent a boat,” Maklr explained.

“What kind do you want? You can try the individual one.”

“I don’t know. I’ve never been on one.” Nell watched as a woman about her age attempted to climb into a kayak.

“It’s not too difficult once you’re used to it.”

Nell held up her hand. “Wait. If there’s a learning curve, I don’t think I need to do it.

Our time here is meant to be relaxing, and that,” she said, pointing at a couple on the lake attempting to navigate the oars of their kayaks, “does not look relaxing. With my luck, I’d fall right into the water and I didn’t bring a change of clothes with me today. ”

“Fair enough,” the young male said. “Would you like to take the automatic boat? It has a screen display where you can program the exact route you want to take and the duration of your trip. Once you claim a boat, it is yours for a full day and night cycle.”

“Night cycle as well?” Maklr asked.

“Yes. Some of our clients like to watch the stars at night and the moons as they rise over the water. I’ve heard the evening and nighttime boat rides are popular for what humans call dates. According to some of our former clients, they found it extremely romantic,” he winked at Maklr.

“Oh.” A flush crept up Nell’s cheeks.

“I’m sorry, miss. I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“You didn’t,” she said.

Maklr looked at Nell. “Should we?”

“It would be a waste to ruin a pleasant afternoon and a picnic. Why not?” she said.

Maklr pressed his finger to the resort’s tablet, renting the boat for the day. He climbed on board first and lifted Nell off the dock onto the deck. “Where should we go first?” he asked, bringing up a map of the lake.

“What are those dots in blue?” she asked. “They’re moving. I thought you said nothing big lived in the lake.”

“I believe those are other rented boats,” Maklr said, pointing with his extended claw. “Look, this one must be us. The dots on the opposite side of the lake aren’t stationary. They’re moving.”

“Can we plot a course far away from them?”

“Sure.” Maklr and Nell worked together, enhancing the screen.

“Look, the red dots are little pins with notes from the resort and former tourists. What does that say?”

“This one says this is a fantastic spot for seeing exotic birds.” Maklr pointed.

“Here’s where someone mentioned an area with natural shade where there’s a spot for the boat to tie up and go ashore and rest out of the sun’s heat.

” He snorted. “Wait till you hear this comment. It’s less practical.

Someone noted where they saw a flying creature eat a water creature. ”

Nell laughed hysterically. “Nature did its thing. A bird ate a fish and someone cared enough to leave a note about it?”

Maklr smiled. “To each their own.”

“I’m not sure I would have thought it important enough to immortalize in the resort’s system.”

Maklr shrugged. “Maybe someone had never seen wildlife in action before? I think we’re done plotting our course.” They spent the entirety of the late afternoon on the boat and into the early evening. “It’s getting darker. Would you like to head back to the cabin?”

“Not right now. I’d like to see the stars if that’s acceptable to you?” Nell asked.

“Of course. Dorbound’s city center has too much light pollution for me sometimes.

I’d enjoy seeing them as well.” Maklr guided the boat to the center of the lake.

“I think our best viewing would be here.” He dropped the boat’s anchor.

“It should be a prime stargazing location with no trees to obstruct our view.”

Nell leaned back on the vinyl seat, drinking in the moonlight and a myriad of stars twinkling over the water. “I’m going to lie on the floor,” she said.

“I think on a boat it’s called a deck, but I could be wrong,” Maklr said. “Here, for your head.” He wrapped the picnic bag around the partially empty canteen. “A pillow of sorts.”

“Thank you. You’re probably right on the name.” She propped her head on the cloth. “Oh, this is much more comfortable than craning my neck. Care to join me?”

Maklr positioned himself next to her.

“Isn’t the sky beautiful?”

“Gorgeous.”

Nell tilted her face. “You’re not even looking at the stars.”

“No, you’re much more beautiful.”

“I’m just me,” Nell whispered.

“And you’re beautiful.”

Nell reached for Maklr’s hand and intertwined their fingers. They rested there, listening to the evening songs of birds and relaxed at the water lapping against the boat. She rolled to the side and took Maklr’s free hand in hers. “I want to kiss you, please,” she said.

“If you wish.”

She pressed her lips against his. This time, she took his hand and placed it over her breast.

“May I?” Maklr asked, breaking away from her.

“I wouldn’t have done it if I didn’t want to feel your touch,” she said.

His palm caressed her breast over her shirt.

He took care not to apply too much pressure on her nipple, which pebbled as her excitement grew.

Nell thrust her chest forward and released his other hand, placing it on her other breast. “Please touch me more,” she said.

His fingers played with her nipples, rolling them softly against his calloused fingers. “More,” Nell encouraged.

“May I suck on your breasts?” Nell pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her bikini top to his view.

Maklr moved the scrap of cloth to the side.

He kissed and licked one nipple. She moved closer and moaned, throwing her head in pleasure at his warm mouth over her sensitive peak. “You’re so responsive.”

Maklr rolled onto his back and pulled Nell on top of him. “Be in charge,” he said. “Everything that happens is your choice.”

“I don’t know what you want me to do.”

“Whatever you want.”

Nell sighed and lowered herself, placing her bare breast over his mouth.

He opened his lips, accepting her proffered nipple.

Maklr licked and suckled on her. She placed his other hand against her other breast, and he gently kneaded it against his massive palm.

He stopped instantly when she pulled back, a look of concern on her face.

“Maklr, something weird. I think there’s something wrong with me. ”

Maklr dropped his hands to his sides. “What’s the matter? What happened? Show me where it hurts.” He instantly flashed into doctor mode.

“It’s wet. Do you think the boat sprung a leak?”

“I don’t think so.” Maklr tilted his head while listening. “The boat has sensors. We’d know if something happened. Where’s the water coming from?”

“My pants are damp,” Nell said in a voice so low Maklr asked her to repeat.

“Isn’t that normal?”

“I don’t… I don’t understand,” Nell said. “It’s here.” She pointed to the juncture of her thighs.

“Human women get wet when they’re aroused. Has that ever happened to you?”

Nell shook her head. “No. They always used lube.”

“Oh.”

“So I’m not broken?”

Maklr smiled. “Not at all. Completely normal.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m a doctor.”

“In that case, there’s one other thing I should tell you about,” she said. “It aches.”

“Where?”

“Here. There’s pressure.” She pointed to the junction of her thighs.

“Have you ever had an orgasm?” Maklr asked.

“I don’t think so.”

“You’d know if you did.”

Nell leaned back, resting her weight on her hands. “Can I ask a favor?”

“Anything. Always.”

“Is it possible to have an orgasm without having sex?”

“Yes,” he answered matter-of-factly.

Nell quieted, staring at the stars. “Can you help me? I want to have one.”

“If that’s what you want, I will gladly do anything for you.” Maklr’s pants tented, his erection visible in the moonlight. “May I touch you?” he asked. “I’ll tell you everything I’m doing before I do it.”

“Okay,” Nell said, her voice shaky.

“I’m going to put my hand over your pants.” He covered the crotch of her pants in his hand.

“Your touch feels wonderful,” she said.

He began to rub slowly over the fabric, applying light pressure.

“No, I don’t want to deal with fabric. I want to feel you.” She took his hand and his fingers to the waistband of her pants. “Please?” she asked, her voice shaking.

“I’ve never done this before,” he said.

“Me neither.” Nell’s legs pressed together.

“If you’re uncomfortable at any point, I will stop.”

“I know. Go on,” she said.

He placed his hand over her bikini bottom, partially exposed under her pants. He let two of his fingers rest over her sensitive skin, while his middle finger parted her pussy lips. “I’m going to rub your clit now, under the fabric,” he said.

Nell nodded.

His middle finger slid under the thin scrap of fabric, hovering over her sensitive nub.

With a feather-light touch, he explored her with his hand, never taking his eyes off her face.

When he applied the tiniest amount of pressure, she jumped, squeezing her legs together, pinning his finger against her bundle of nerves.

Wetness coated his finger and she parted her thighs.

He rubbed small circles around her sensitive button, taking care not to go near her core.

“Maklr,” Nell cried. Her chest heaved. “Is it true that sometimes males place their lips on a female, like a female does when she sucks on a male?”

“Yes, that happens.” Maklr’s hand stilled.

“Can you?”

“Do you want me to?”

“I need more than your finger. I want to feel your mouth on me.”

“If you’re sure,” he said.

“I am.”

He lowered himself so his nose and mouth were right above her bikini bottoms, posing as underwear.

Maklr inhaled her scent. “You smell divine,” he said, his voice deep.

“I’m going to move the side of your panties to get to your clit,” he said.

He tried to reach his tongue against her.

“It’s not going as well as I hoped,” he said. “There goes my plan.”

“Please?” Nell asked.

“Lay back. Raise your hips.”

Nell shimmied out of the bottoms. “What do I do now?”

“Spread your legs for me.” Maklr lay on his stomach. He rested her legs over his shoulders. “Guide me,” he said, taking her hands and placed them on his horns. “Show me what you need.”

She gave him a tentative tug forward. “Lick me. Make me feel good,” she said. Maklr’s tongue darted out, waiting for Nell to instruct him. “Please,” she begged.

At first taste, he licked and sucked on her clit like a man starving. He used his tongue to flick circles around her clit and sensitive skin, causing her to moan his name.

“Yes. More. More,” she cried. His tongue dipped close to her core.

At first, she clamped her legs, squeezing his head with her thighs.

He groaned against her center. She released his horns and tapped his shoulders.

“Hands,” she moaned. He raised his hands, and she placed them on her hips.

His fingers added slight pressure on her skin.

Nell placed her hands back on his horns, grinding his face against her pussy.

He thrust his tongue inside her warm channel, lapping up her wetness.

Her legs quivered, and he kept the pace, licking, sucking, until her whole body shook and she screamed his name.

He rolled onto his back, bringing her to her knees on top of him.

Maklr lifted her off his tongue long enough to tell her to ride his face.

Nell moved his hands onto her breasts, his thumb and pointer finger rolling her nipples as he feasted on her soaking cunt.

He didn’t stop playing with her until he threw her head back, arms and legs shaking.

His hands held her quivering form as she rode out another orgasm.

“Maklr,” she shrieked before collapsing on top of him.

He held her, kissing the top of her head. “Are you all right?”

Nell looked at him through half-lidded eyes. “More than all right.” She snuggled against him. “Thank you.”

They fell asleep, waking with the sun rising overhead.

“Morning,” Maklr said.

“Morning.” Nell looked at Maklr. “So question…” Maklr arched a white eyebrow waiting for her to continue. “Do you think we should pin the location of that in that GPS?” Maklr threw his head back and roared with laughter.