“Your biological rhythms are slightly disrupted. That could be from the intense pain you just experienced. But all seems well.”
That soothes me, and Cielo as well. He trills softly in relief as Sabik takes something else out and lays it across my skin. It looks like a thick piece of thread attached to a stick. But as it lies against my skin, it starts to move, slithering across my chest.
“This is a parasitic vine. It will find where the pain starts.”
“Oh, that’s…how does it do that?”
“It responds to electrical impulses produced by your nerves. Cielo said that you described the pain as nerves?”
“Yeah. Well, mostly. It’s really hard to describe.”
“We shall find where this pain exists and decide on how to proceed.”
The vine slithers across my shoulders and neck, Sabik holding onto the wooden end, and the two of them watch raptly as I start to giggle.
“Oh my god. I’m ticklish!”
Sabik hushes me, and I bite back another horrified laugh. I don’t want to mess this up, but it’s hard to contain as it slithers across my skin.
And then suddenly it stops at the base of my neck.
“It stopped. What does it mean?”
Sabik hums. “It seems that you have some kind of inflammation near the spine.”
“Oh.”
“It is the origin of where this pain starts, but it seems to me that you have neural inflammation.”
My eyebrows rise. “What’s that?”
“Your nerves are overactive and swollen after exposure to something…perhaps on Earth when you were younger?”
My mind whirls, visions of my past flaring up.
“I don’t know. I mean…I was a bit of a free-range kid. I was encouraged to play a lot outdoors. I remember when I was younger, I got really sick after…” My words fade away. “Oh my god, is that what it’s from?”
Cielo leans toward me, his hand clasping mine. “Tell us.”
“I remember we went on vacation once, and Luca and I were messing around near a marsh edge. We weren’t supposed to be that far off…and I found some kind of root thing. And I may have put it in my mouth…” My words fade off, and I swallow. “I got really sick after. But I made Luca promise not to tell because I didn’t want to get into trouble. It went away eventually. I never experienced any pain until I was a teen.” My eyes meet Sabik’s. “Is that what this is from?”
“It could be. This toxin could have entered your body, lay dormant until your change, and then reappeared, making you sensitive for life.”
My throat locks up. “So, no cure then?”
“Do not underestimate me, human. I believe I do have something that may help.”
I lean up on my elbows, my arms shaking as I hold myself upright. Cielo trills in his throat and moves behind me, his warm body curling around mine, pulling me into him.
“Just as the Vyastil need human cum, I believe that drinking from your Vyastil will aid in your healing.”
My eyes widen, and my heart hammers in my chest. “Wait. I need his cum to heal me?”
“Yes. It is not widely known. Not anymore, but the Vyastil semen has properties that aid in healing for specific illnesses. One being nerve pain. Cielo explained that the longest stretch you had without this pain was after you and him…” He trails off.
It takes me a moment, but then I remember the sixty-nine. Oh god. I burst into a white-hot blush, but he’s not wrong. I had taken the herbs with Cielo, and I assumed that it was the combination of them that had helped.
But it wasn’t long after that I sucked him off and swallowed it all down.
