Diego sighed quietly, drumming his fingers against his chest in the mellow amber light which shone from above his bed. His eyes were bouncing between the different data screens around him; the estimate had been inaccurate again. First it had been a month, then a week. Now, it was six hours. What's more, he was supposed to be asleep. The rest of the ship was snoozing away right now, leaving him alone in the medbay after saying their goodnights. Leaving him idle. Bored. And, seemingly, healed.
The bed beeped softly then a couple of times, as a hazy red light scanned across his body. The skeletal holo-projection above him flashed and updated. His eyes lit up upon seeing his latest results.
No fractures or damage detected. That's good enough for me. I'm getting up.
His body creaked in protest, having been bed-bound for the last few days and - let's not forget - mortally wounded prior to that. A brief wave of dizziness washed over him, then faded as he rose from lying, to sitting on the edge of the bed. His feet touched the ground, the tiles surprisingly warm, but the absence of carpet felt odd against his scales.
Realisation bristled through his body and tingled across his skin. It was truly over. His neck was blissfully free, there was no breakfast request or shopping list waiting for him, no pool to clean.
Gently, he pushed himself off the bed and found his legs able to take his weight, but they were certainly more stiff than usual.
His eyes landed on an open shower at the back of the medbay, right in the corner. It was a fairly industrial affair, with a solid showerhead built into the ceiling with purely an 'on' or 'off' functionality, no temperature fidelity or options. But he needed it. There wasn't a way to lie in bed for four days without feeling a little gross.
He hobbled over, still a little unsure on his feet but growing in confidence with every step taken, and tugged on the chain pull cord to his side.
"O-Oh FUCK, thats b-b-brisk!" He shivered as freezing water rained down on him. He couldn't help but smile though, and giggle to himself as he swayed from side to side, washing the water over his shoulders and through his hair. How sweet the taste of freedom truly was. For the first time in quite a while, his mind was blissfully blank, content in merely existing independently, in the moment. His hands subconsciously ran over his body, searching for any holes or damage, but he seemed to still be in one piece. He breathed in a mouthful of the water-soaked air, as much as he could to test for a ping of pain or a twinge. But it came easy, not a single prickle of pain in his chest.
He splashed his hair through the water, wiggling his tail back and forth, almost like he was swimming through the stream.
He was aching, definitely. But it sure as fuck beat being a slave.
Despite the chill of the water, he was content to bob side to side within it, gently loosening his limbs and rinsing his hair as well as he could. It was feeling a bit flat and greasy, only to be expected after spending most of a week lying on it.
After a few minutes, he was feeling remarkably more clean and focused as the bed sweat and grime washed down the plug hole. His hand found its way back onto the chain and he tugged it, ceasing the water abruptly. There were a couple of pairs of towels not far from him and he hobbled over, noticeably quicker than before, and took one from the rack.
He patted most of his body down and ruffled his hair half-dry, quickly returning to its usual chaotic state, before grabbing another towel to tie around his waist. He didn't mind letting himself air dry for a bit; there wasn't much else to do anyway.
"Diego? You're up?!" Seeth's worried face appeared around the side of the medbay door, the concern swiftly replaced by a bright red blush across her cheeks. Her eyes danced across his body, his scales still glistening with water in the dim light as he finished tying the towel across his waist. "I thought you'd be asleep!"
"Seeth!" Diego's face lit up immediately. "I uh... I couldn't sleep. Not tired." A shy smile came upon her as she inched out from behind the door, her shapely body dressed in a grey pair of shorts and matching tank top, with a padded bra under that. She was as gorgeous as she always had been. A perfect build of soft but powerful curves, packing artillery for both her bust and hips and a glittering face of silver speckles across her glorious amethystine skin.
"Should you be up? Are you feeling okay?" She asked nervously, approaching him.
"Yeah! I feel a bit stiff, but... nothing a few stretches can't fix!" Wow. Smooth. Ugh, I feel so out of practice, he thought to himself as he felt his body throb with nervousness, and desire, pulling towards her. "Yeah, I was going to go do some stretches, dust the cobwebs out... Do you want to help me? I don't think I'm going back to sleep, u-unless --"
"N-No! I'd like that." Seeth smiled. They approached each-other, slowly at first, gently, as though waiting for a sign, for permission from the other... before suddenly throwing themselves at the other. His arms clamped around her waist and she locked her arms around his shoulders, hugging each-other desperately close as their hearts thumped together.
"I've missed you so much, Seeth."
"I've missed you too, Diego. More than anything in my life. I'm so glad you're okay."
They stood together in the amber hue, locked in each-other's embrace. The only compelling reason for them to move, was for more.
Eventually, they let each-other go, both visibly happier, their smiles ever wider, their simultaneous blushes somehow even redder.
"So... How can I help?" Seeth asked, the playful flirting audible in her tone only intensifying as she leaned forward, her near endless, soft cleavage presenting for him. "Nurse Seeth, here to assist." She giggled sweetly, prompting an excited shiver through Diego's body.
"Okay! You follow my lead, and let's see how this goes..."
Diego took her by the hands and guided her to help him with various stretches. He stretched his arms up towards the ceiling, her hands following the muscles of his body, gliding up his back and shoulders until eventually reaching his own hands. It was like a slow dance, following the lizard's lead and holding him still for several seconds, both of their breaths becoming hotter, faster with each pose, as strength returned to the male's body.
Some poses wanted Seeth to help pull him, splaying his arms and legs out wide and holding them in place as he pulled himself in the opposite direction. His quaking midnight limbs held out tort under her gentle but powerful grip, until he finally released it with a sigh of relief.
She bit her lip hungrily, her appetite for her man ever-growing as she refamiliarized herself with him. He was more muscular than before they were split, scrumplicious so. He was big without being overly heavy. Toned without being wiry. The blood in her veins pumped ever faster, ever hotter as her hands glided over his skin and pulled his limbs tort or resisted his movements to aid him.
They continued into the night, one pose after the next, softly giggling and flirting with one another as their confidence regrew. He seemed unstoppable, only a few days ago he was hanging by a thread and today, you'd think he'd merely slept awkwardly. Mixed with the furnace-like desire, was a deepening sense of awe. Before Seeth knew it, they had gone through every position Diego had wanted to, and the lizard was manoeuvring his body with a grace seldom seen.
"Okay, last one. I want you to cross your arms in front of your chest for me. Make sure they're nice and strong."
"Alright, handsome." Seeth smiled, her face almost glowing as she followed his instructions closely.
He gripped onto her forearms like a pull-up bar, and pulled himself off the floor completely, raising himself up smoothly to her height, before leaning forward and placing a soft peck on her lips, then lowering himself down to the ground. He posed triumphantly afterwards, flexing a toothy grin and a flourish of his biceps.
"Yep! Looks like I'm all good! I'm feeling strong! Thanks for your help, Seeth. Seeth...?"
Diego turned to see his girl stone still, blinking blankly in the exact same pose.
"Seeth? Are you okay...? Did I overstep?"
His eyes flickered down to the significant bulge forming at her waist, pressing tightly against her clothes. She broke out of her haze, her cheeks flushing bright red as a shuddering breath escaped from her glistening lips. The dam was breaking. Her tongue tasted the air hungrily, desperately even, drinking in his taste.
"Think you're down for... that...?" She asked, motioning towards herself.
Despite the blush over his face, Diego grinned back, straightening himself out to face her directly.
"With you? Always."
*** Hazard Warning -/// Level AMBER -/// Caution Advised***
