Dealing with humans rarely went as intended. Xey'sa knew that, and she'd heard countless stories of unexpected behaviour. There were multiple cases of them assuming the Uvel's were some sort of deity. Even more of them were certain that a war was coming or their planet's resources were in demand. Xey'sa's own Xeno-sensitivity professor had once described an encounter where the human thought the entire thing was a prank, and was never convinced he was talking to an actual extraterrestrial.
But none of those compared to the situation Xey'sa found herself in. Chantelle was strapped down to an examination table, stripped to her underwear, staring up at the Flickerlight. A thin sheen of sweat covered her body. She was utterly convinced that they were going to use her body for their freakish and sexual experiments. Although she was determined to stay as professional as possible, Xey'sa couldn't deny she was feeling her own arousal start to grow as well.
On the other hand, Gropni appeared to have no such moral qualms with their situation. If anything she was enjoying herself a little too much while they got their patient ready. She was taking things slowly, using a rather 'hands on' approach with Chantelle. The human wasn't able to protest, and even if she could, Xey'sa wasn't sure if she would have. Evidently she still had a lot to learn about the species. And her own, for that matter.
"You planning to join in, or are you just going to stay and watch?" Gropni's playful tone wasn't quite getting on her nerves, but it was quickly approaching that point.
Xey'sa rolled her eyes at her assistant. "I'm just getting ready to give her the jab. It's what we came here to do in the first place." Her eyes widened as she realised what she had said. "Um, I mean, I'm getting ready to inject the human with an aphrodisiac so we can harvest her sexual fluids. To power our ship. Since that is what we use as a fuel source."
They'd worked hard to establish their lie, and Xey'sa didn't want it to come crumbling down from a slip of the tongue. Somehow, despite what any logic or scientific evidence would suggest, Chantelle was in the calmest state she'd been in since her abduction. Her heart rate was at a normal resting pace, which was important for ensuring the medicine was safe. However, Gropni just laughed at her attempts at escalating the lie.
"Don't worry, she's completely under. She can't hear a thing we say. At least not in her conscious mind." She waved her hand in front of Chantelle's face. "You're not really in there, right? You're completely in a trance."
"I am not really here. I am completely in a trance." Chantelle's expression remained statuesque while she spoke. "I am held captive under your superior technology, and am unable to resist any orders."
Xey'sa was still a bit hesitant about the whole scenario. "Well if she's fully entranced, there's no need to keep pretending. Let's just give her the dosage and let her go." She tried to sound sure of herself, but in truth, Xey'sa was feeling conflicted. While the notion of using the sexual fluids of a human to fuel their ship was insane, she couldn't deny it was a hot idea. Had Chantelle come up with it on her own, or was it a widely spread rumour among her people? Just how far away from the bell curve was their patient?
While she was lost in thought, Gropni draped her arm around her shoulder, pressing her body inwards. "Come on, don't be like that. We should be having a bit of fun! What's the harm in giving the girl what she expects?"
As fun as it was to imagine, Xey'sa was feeling the need to put her foot down. "The harm is that if word gets out, we'll
both
be in unfathomable amounts of trouble. This is already toeing the line of what could be considered workplace appropriate."
"Ugh, geez. You really need to pull that stick out of your ass." Gropni ushered her supervisor towards Chatelle, so they were both overlooking her restrained body. "We are literally light-years away from anyone vaguely resembling our bosses. And even if they did somehow find out, do you really think anyone would believe it?" She did have a good point. Before today, Xey'sa would never have guessed that the Flickerlight could be used on a willing party.
"Let me put it to you this way," Gropni continued. She circled behind Xey'sa and began massaging her shoulders. "In front of you is a human. She clearly has the fantasy in her brain of us being dominating perverts who want to enslave humanity as our personal sex toys. And right now, she's hiding away, deep in that brain of hers. Vaguely able to feel what's happening and little else."
Although she had a good point, Xey'sa still wasn't convinced. "Hey, Chantelle? Can you hear me?" Chantelle didn't respond, but Xey'sa continued anyway. "Tell me what you're thinking. I mean, um, your consciousness that's trapped in there. What's it thinking right now?"
She wasn't sure if the question made sense, or if she'd get a proper answer. But much to her own relief, Chantelle did responde, in the same robotic tone as before. "The mind of this body is excited about what's going to happen. She is wondering why you haven't begun harvesting her sexual fluids, but she suspects that making her wait is part of the process."
Of all the answers she could've heard, that was possibly the last thing Xey'sa would've guessed. Although given how things had been going she shouldn't have been surprised. Gropni had a knowing grin, but she kept silent. The unspoken
I told you so
was loud enough.
Xey'sa threw her hands up in exasperation. "You know what? Fine. You win. You all want me to be some perverted sex fiend who torments innocent humans for pleasure? Then that's what you'll get. I'm tired of trying to be civil."
There was a squee of excitement as Gropni jumped up and down. "Oh fuck yeah, that's what I'm talking about! I knew you had it in you, boss."
Her celebration was cut short by a harsh glare from Xey'sa. "Quiet, you dirty slut. You're just as bad as our captive here." Gropni snapped to attention, a shudder running through her body from being yelled at. "Now, come here and walk me through some things. I'm going to wake the human from her trance soon, and I want things to be adequately prepared for her."
