Just Another Wall — Secure

“I’ve seen a lot of things in my time, but that... that’s definitely new.”

“Do you like what you see?” He asked.

“I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, but this isn’t exactly what I had in mind when I asked you to entertain me.”

“Oh really?” he said, “You wouldn’t be the first, you know. Your brethren are satisfying much more than just errant wishes out here. But where the premise of their stolen pleasures is rooted in withheld truths, I know exactly what I’m offering. It’s your prerogative to take every part of me that you desire.”

“Look, I’m sure you’re an impressive specimen,” you offered, looking bashfully away from his proudly displayed anatomy, “but this is a bit much, don’t you think?”

“Well I won’t force you,” he conceded, a toothy grin making it almost as unnerving to look him in the eyes as it was to look elsewhere, “But I consider myself fairly good at reading others, and I have to say I’d be surprised if you didn’t take the opportunity.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s a subtle thing,” he explained, “I guess you’d probably consider it respect. Some murmuring in your mind that creatures like me, creatures unlike you, aren’t so unlike you after all. Those around you think like the sword, that anything beneath them is theirs for the taking. You play by different rules, a more complex set of constraints. When you heard my offer, you weren’t immediately drawn to what value you could siphon from me, but instead to what fruits may be borne of an investment of your trust. Which is why you haven’t yet said no, why you’re mulling it over, why you keep staring...”

“Okay but-”

“But what?” he interrupted, “How long has it been? How deep have you buried that incessant scarlet itch? You rest at the apex of power, indulging your every desire is something that should come naturally to you.”

“I think you’re more eager for this possibility than you purport that I should be.”

“That, of all things, should not be a surprise. I’m here before you with a quite rigid display of my excitement,” he declared, “and if that were not proof enough, you’ve no doubt heard the legends of how amorous we can be. Why do you think there are so many of us to hunt, after all?”

“Alright. Wish for it then.”

“You want me to-” he laughed, looking at you with intrigue, “You’re really going to make me beg?”

“I’m not making you do anything. But I consider myself fairly good at reading others, and-”

“Fine. I wish you’d drag me back to your ship and take full advantage of how eager I am.”

“Well come on then. Ship’s this way, you horny lizard.”

“Horny lizard!” it scoffed, nonetheless turning to follow, “How dare you!”

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