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Good question. I considered. “I don’t know,” I finally said.
She picked up the food and pulled it back inside the ship. “Um? There’s someone else in here. She’s alive but unconscious.”
I came out from my hiding spot. “What?”
She flinched at the sight of me.
I pulled back, going back out of sight.
“No, wait,” she said. “It’s fine.”
“It’s obviously not fine.” My voice was flat.
“Well…” She trailed off.
“Who else is on the ship?”
“She’s Abbunian,” she said.
“Okay,” I said.
“From the planet of Abbunn,” she said. “There’s only one sentient species on that planet, and they’re just called—well, anyway, she’s in the sick bay and she’s unconscious, so I don’t know who she is or anything about her. But she’s wounded. Looks like blaster shots. She was in the middle of trying to patch herself up when she passed out. Looks like she has a head injury. Maybe she fell or maybe someone hit her. I don’t know. I finished tending the wounds she couldn’t get to, but there’s not much else I can do. The ship, though, it smells horrible on there, and I could really use the help getting the corpses off. Will you help?”
I hesitated, but then I looked up at her, gauging my body’s reaction to looking at her. There was a surge of possessiveness and a feeling of protectiveness.
Mine.
But my cock didn’t so much as twitch, which was a relief. That thing was…
It didn’t even feel like part of me. It was some strange appendage that was now attached to me with a mind of its own. I didn’t like it.
“I can help,” I said, sucking in a breath through my nose. “What I’ll do is just… do it. I’ll get them off the ship. You… go elsewhere.”
She bit down on her lip. “Is it… you can’t… you’re out of control still?”
“I’m not myself,” I said.
She blinked at me. “What’s that mean?”
“It started when I scented you,” I said. “I’ve been making decisions that I’d never make, behaving in ways I never would. I know what I should do, but it’s like… I don’t do it.”
“Well, that’s the whole time we’ve been together,” she said. “It’s worse now?”
“Yeah.”
“But you’re not… you’re talking to me. You’re not out of your head. You seem—”
“Well, I’m not.” My voice came out sharper than I meant it to.
She flinched again.
“Just… go hide somewhere,” I muttered. “I’ll take care of the corpses.”
“I can help,” she said.
“I owe you, right?” I said. “Besides, probably safer if we’re not near each other.”
She shifted on her feet, looking down at the roasted meat I’d brought her. She didn’t go anywhere.
