thought as the light disappeared as quickly as it had come, closing her and Riju once more in total darkness. But the darkness was not crushing or lonely in any way. At least not to her. She felt the sweat as it ran down the length of her body, washing away what Nava and Mava had both applied to her skin.
It doesn’t matter, she thought with satisfaction, it’s served its purpose.
There was something else contained in the darkness as well, she felt. Something that had been absent from every other time she had shared her bed and body with a man. There was a sense of… fulfillment.
They remained together in silence in the ensuing darkness of the lab. Riju sat cross legged, looking down at her and rubbing one hand over her belly as if communicating with the new life within her. She knew that he was not wrong to assume that it had worked. It had… she could feel it inside of her even now. Something was different about her. It was wonderful, but no less a strange sensation.
“Are you sure it worked?” she asked, watching his nakedness and savoring it.
He nodded. “I’m sure… I can feel it within you,” he said, his fingers gliding so smoothly over her belly that it almost tickled her.
“But how?” she asked curiously. “I mean, on Earth, no one knows right way if…”
“It worked,” he assured her. “That is another of the things that could not be changed from my original form. There is a new life within you, I promise.”
She smiled at him, relishing the feeling of having such a bold statement made to her and not feeling upset about it. She was, to a point, an import to this new world, brought here for the sole purpose of – laughable as it was to think of it this way – research and development. But the smile she wore faded as soon as it had come as darker thoughts went through her. “So… what happens now?”
He shrugged. “Well, we are married now.”
She frowned. “We are?”
“Isn’t that what you wished for? You did sign the waiver of agreement to live under Ursan law and citizenship status.”
“Well… yes… but… I had thought that there would be a ceremony… don’t we need a priest… wedding cake… dancing?”
“We have no need of such things here,” Riju said plainly. “You shared your body with me and I shared mine with you. Among my race, that is all the marriage ceremony that is required. And now…” he said, putting his hand flatly upon her belly, “we are bonded to each other. Just you and I.”
She wasn’t sure why, but somehow that relieved her. She recalled hearing and reading of so many instances on Earth where women and men all went crazy over their wedding preparations. Finding a dress… renting a venue… the ring… the music… all of it had seemed like more of a hassle than anyone should have put up with. She found, in just these few moments, that simply sharing her body was ceremony enough. There was something simple and oddly beautiful in such a thing. But that still gave rise to another concern.
“What about Nava and Mava? And your other wife… uh… actually, I don’t know her name. What happens to them if you’re… human?”
Riju chuckled. “Ah… humans. Your naiveté is absolutely refreshing.”
She furrowed her brow and she thought to comment on how Riju was newly human, but chose not to. “Uh… I’ve missed something, haven’t I?”
“I don’t know if Nava explained it to you at all or not, but the reason that she and the others might call me their husband is because in our culture, “husband” is the word that most accurately defines what we are, but it is not a literal translation. The others bonded to me because I could give them offspring. Insects do the same thing often enough and then they move on… to other partners. They will eventually do the same. Such is our way.”
She felt a tickle somewhere in the back of her chest. “So…
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