"You planning on telling me what you need from me? 'Cuz if not, I need to get back to my crew."
Ria lounged sideways in the cushy chair. The overgrown snake had left for some sort of meeting, leaving only Ria and Q. His royal godliness was currently making a snack in the kitchen in the upper levels of what she was sure was a Mayan pyramid. She still hadn't been outside. The panther in her grew anxious from being inside too long. Several years on the open ocean did not prepare her for the closed in space with no windows.
"Relax kit, have some food," Q finished slicing some boar. "Some of my soldiers caught some boar this morning. Not like you will be going anywhere soon."
She looked at her claws and thought about sinking them into him. Never the strongest on the crew, she knew she couldn't take on this dracomorph god alone. If only her commlink hadn't malfunctioned. No matter where the crew was, they would've been able to get her message with the commlink. Ria knew her friends hadn't waited on her. They could be anywhere by now. I have to get out of this luxurious cell.
"I've got plans."
"A hot date?"
"Yes."
"Really now? And who is this hot date of yours?" He sauntered over to the free chair facing her and splayed out on it. His heated gaze watched Ria, and she enjoyed it.
I could get in some serious trouble here. I should try to get out of here. I'm sure the crew is worried.... but what could a few hours do? It's already been a week.
"Surely you know my crew and I are infamous. There's practically a line miles long to get my tail."
The brilliantly colored tattoos that covered his body rippled. Guess I ruffled his feathers. She couldn't stop the laughter in time.
"What's so funny?"
When Ria looked up, she saw Q had poofed in front of her again. Those mysterious eyes held a flirtatious passion. She'd spent too much time with humans and their ways to fall into the panther's easy demands; that was the only reason she hadn't taken him yet.
He'd probably be a great time. But I really need to get out of here before I'm trapped by him. Would that be so bad? Yes. He's hot, I'm hot. Come on Ria, get out of this primal line of thought.
"Ria?"
"What?" Ria growled. Her claws extended from her nails before retracting.
"You are thinking too much." Q's callused fingertips lifted her chin. "Let the beast in you have some fun."
"I don't trust you."
"You don't have to trust me."
He kissed her, and she purred, continuing the hot kiss. Q's hands smoothed over her body. Ria arced up towards his seductive body. She moaned as his lips explored her body. Well, shit. I can't stop now, Ria thought as she brought him back for another kiss.
"I'll just trust that you'll make this good," Ria whispered after another kiss.
---- Four hours later ---
Krishkira wandered back into the temple. The meeting was far too long, but the information was priceless. She could end up on top of this problem easily. That overgrown ship cat was useless to stop the plan. After Ria was out on this little mission, she'd have all the time she'd need to deal with Q.
With a smile on her eerie face, Krishkira slithered down the hall towards the office. As she got closer, the smile fell. The air had grown heavy with the heady scent of sex and moans. Really now? Now I have to deal with this? Damn that cat. Should've kept Q in the day her father was going to kill her.
She knocked on the door. Q, wearing nothing but a smile and a few white feathers wound in his hair, was unashamed as he opened the door to his shocked second in command. Ria's scent clung to him, marking him as hers. Krishkira towered over him and saw the cat in human body lounging in Q's chair. Ria wore his shirt that barely covered her thighs.
"Sup snake?" Ria winked at Krishkira.
"Q, may I speak with you in private?" Irritation made the s extra long.
"Be right back," Q turned to Ria. "I'm not done with you yet." Krishkira could hear her purr.
He turned back to Krishkira and followed her out to the main room. Her scaled body shimmered with anger. I don't really care though. Ria is exciting. Q smiled and stretched as they entered the main room. Several cozy couches and his "throne" waited for him.
"Sire, you can not do such things with her type. She's a pirate! We're lucky she hasn't robbed the place and ran yet."
"Krish, she has kindly waited for several days. No one has been killed, and as far as I can tell, nothing has been stolen." Except my bed. I'm sure she'll take that, and me, tonight.
"Just keep it in your pants. You need to tell her we need her help. And I have the perfect starting mission for her."
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