Among the Stars (BoyxBoyxBoy)

Chapter 12

Heurp followed Diane into the dining room, the roof taller than what it seemed and arched, the posts carved into naked people eating. God, the obsession these people have.

Diane sat down at the right side of the table, but didn't push herself in. Heurp sat me down on her lap without a moment's hesitation and I stiffened. 

"I'm not really comfortable with, um, sitting on your lap. Although you guys seem to think I have to be constantly babied, I don't actually," I tried to get up, but was pushed back down by Heurp, who stood behind Diane's chair like her personal protector. 

"Okay, I've only got to read your report briefly, but to my understanding of you and the Qtr species, you like sweets, correct? Nod. Good. These fruits were prepared beforehand by Brei, and even though you weren't a training match, she did do research before her task had fallen onto me. Now, open," she reached for a red sphere and diced it up on a small saucer before holding it to my lips. 

My pride was telling me to not eat it, but my body was salivating at the thought of eating something besides mush, so I slowly opened my mouth, holding back a grimace at my submission. 

The flavors immediately set off my need for more and I reached for the plate, barely registering what I was doing until a thin hand pulled me back.

"I know, I know, but slow down. You're not used to these fruits and eating too much can make you have similar symptoms of being drunk, so only eat at my discretion," she released my hand and picked up another piece to feed me. I'm going to be honest, I could get used to this. 

"Now that you've had a couple of pieces, it's time for the syringe." Nevermind, then. "I'll feed you more after and possibly give you some different kinds, maybe the ugoo instead, hmmm?" She lifted a hand behind her head, where she must have placed the syringe in Heurp's trust when I wasn't looking and closed her hand around it. 

"Now, do you want this implanted on your hip or arm?"

"Arm. Arm, please."

"Alright," she said as she exposed my arm. A servant came through the dining doors bearing a cotton ball that smelled of alcohol in her gloved covered hands. 

She took the cotton ball and wiped at my bicep. She pushed the needled against my needle and I bit back a whimper. There was no way I was going to cry about a shot. They would use that against me until the day I leave this place.

She pushed the yellow liquid in and handed the empty syringe back to Heurp. 

"I'm very glad that we're coming to understand each other now, pet," she said, a docile smile on her face.

"Asher," I grumbled. "My name is Asher, not that you care."

She snorted, "I am aware of what your name is, pet; this is a small part of your training."

"You keep mentioning training, what does that mean?"

"You are going to assumed a role as consort to our Royal Highness, open," she lifted another piece to my lips and I ate it, this one reminding me of pure sugar. Like, literally, it tasted just like sugar. 

"Consort? That's like female stuff or something," I stated, a frown marring my face.

She huffed a laugh and gave me more fruit that I chewed as she responded. 

"To the contrary. Your body is suited for our Highness's seed and you will provide many powerful child. Here, another one."

"What the fuck? I can't do that. I'm a male, a human male," I think this might be the only time I have been trying to convince someone that I'm human instead of-