Among the Stars (BoyxBoyxBoy)

Chapter 09

Air rushed into my lungs. I put my hands under me to push myself up, but my hand slipped and I fell back into the container. 

What the fuck? How long have I been in here?

I groaned, brushing my arm against my head, feeling weak and lightheaded.

"Calm down, now," I swear, I get told that constantly, "Your limbs are going to be a little loose right now, but we'll get some feeling returned, soon."

The voice was airy and the nicest I've encountered since coming to this place. What's going on?

I was lifted, arms supporting under my knees and behind my neck. I cut a whimper off at the dizziness of being picked up. 

"Have him ready for transportation," the voice that spoke to me said. She must be accompanying me and whoever was carrying me. 

"Here lower him a bit," she said and I felt the man holding me bring me down. I turned my head into his shirt, the material rough against my naked body. A prick was felt on my neck and a sedative was injected. The lightness in my head eased and my head lolled. 

"There we go. The pod is waiting and we need to get him to Vtar. Have the analysis notes been collected?" the soft woman in charge asked.

"Uh- yes, mistress. The notes have been collected by a member of the guard and is awaiting you on your ship," I recognized this voice. This person was the one who put me in the glass container. 

My breaths came quicker, fighting against the sedative. I couldn't be locked up again. I'll fight them. I want to go back to Earth.

My torso shifted as I pushed to roll out of the man holding me arms, but failed.

"Now, now, there's no need for that. This won't be tolerated at the capital, pet. You're going to be safe and well cared for, alright? Lean back down, yeah, there you go."

I whined as I was settled back into the arms.

"Mistress, do I have permission to place him in the cargo hold?" The voice rumbled from above me.

"Yes, yes, don't leave him out of your sight, Teru. Any harm to him will be your liability, understand?" What I first perceived to be a soft voice, was starting to turn hard in my mind, despite the woman's steady tone. I couldn't trust people who tried to trick me into liking them and I hoped I didn't have to deal with this woman after today. 

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The male holding me carried me through the long hallways of the impossibly white prison walls.   

My breaths were deep, each one stretching my chest in a way that hasn't happened in... for however long I was in that box. 

I felt refreshed from whatever liquid I was soaked in, my skin soft and fresh. 

My hair has gotten longer, the waves falling to my occasionally brush my shoulders. 

I could sense that my tail was enjoying the newfound freedom, twining around the guard's leg and letting go just as quickly. 

I wondered if the man would get annoyed by the repeated movement, but it's not like it was my fault I was here, needing to be carried. 

My mouth felt dry and my vision was slightly blurry. I really wanted ice cream. Or cake. 

My stomach growled and the male holding me stilled in his walk. 

I moved my eyes to look up, seeing him watch me with his head slightly tilted, as if he was listening to hear my stomach again. 

I took a deep breath, as if making to talk, but no sounds came out, but to be fair, my mouth didn't even move. 

The guard, not hearing my stomach growl again, kept walking until we reached a set of doors. The male held up his wrist to the side of the door, and it slid open, silently.