More Than a Hookup Pt. 02.5

Continuation of a personal fiction involving Ketna, a human female, and Vazaroust, a male alien courtesan. This takes place directly after chapter 2 and could very well be a part of it. No sex, just dialog and description.

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The bath was gigantic, it held a closer resemblance to a bathhouse than a washroom. Vazaroust settled Ketna down on a stool, allowing her to balance herself before letting her be. Now left to herself, she quietly removed the headgear and cowl, it's not like he could see her and she didn't exactly want it to get wet.

Upon setting the headgear down, she took a mental to inspect the environment around her. Smooth, stone tile floors looked like a type of marble, the wall tiles had a mirror finish to them, likely for the benefit of his clients rather than Vazaroust himself. Further inside there was a sauna, and what appeared to be a shallow bathing area. Closer to where she was seated were a few wall mounted shower hoses, along with shelving and racks and Vazaroust, going through the shelving on the wall. It was now she realized she never quite got a good look at him.

He looked as most Rnjaut did, like something that had been flayed alive. His chest and back were encased in an off-white chitin casing, stopping at the shoulders where it met the arms and where the ribs would have been on a human, with additional protective chitin covering the his hips, elbows and knees. All areas not covered in chitin looked to be a form of exomuscle, pale pinks and peach in color except for anywhere it attached close to the chiten it was very pale, almost white, possibly a sort of tendinous material. Against the pinks of the muscle groupings, were soft blue striping here and there on his body.

His face, or at least the area where faces usually are, was flat with no typical nose or ridges leaving his profile smooth and almost flat from top to chin. His species bore no eyes, but instead had a layering of 3 pairs of recessed sensory gills that were only visible as slightly layered slits curved on the full of his face. The top of his head swept back into a sort of protruding ridge, it gave him a bit of a sleek appearance. The protrusions extended down the neck and back, like spikes but dulled and squared off.

Down back to his torso she caught the outline of the anterior limbs that had held her in place earlier. They were almost like pincers, they hugged close against the body and would be difficult to see has she not specifically been looking for them. Lower below that, his hips, and frustratingly, his thighs obscuring where his dick likely was, if only he would turn just a bit she could-

"Do you have any preferences in the way of soaps or toiletries?" Vazaroust interrupted her study.

"Oh, anything suitable for a human is just fine."

Ketna was inwardly glad Vazaroust was blind and wouldn't have caught her staring. At least he had now turned to face her, however, anything he might have had was hidden itself away internally. With the instruction he was given, Vazaroust had picked out some soap and a washcloth. He returned to her with them in tow.

"There's shower heads on the wall, or if you prefer there's a bathing area where you can soak" he handed Ketna the soap and cloth. "And I'd be happy to help if you need it."

"oh, no, I'll be fine." she accepted the offerings and took to her feet, her faculties recovered from before.

"Very well." Vazaroust turned to go about his own cleaning.

The two spent a few minutes in relative silence, only the water or their showerheads and lathered cloth between them. Ketna has been thinking about what this all meant, for her, while also attempting to catch a good look at what exactly had been fucking her before.

"Do you do this for all your clients?" Ketna broke the silence with a question.

Vazaroust chuffed "You're going to have to be more specific."

"Carrying them to the bath, bathing them."

"Well I do insist on proper hygiene for overall health but as for bathing, just the ones that want it. Some would rather shower on their own, some want the personal attention, some are too out of it do it themselves." He turned to face her, more for her benefit than his own. "And you did seem out of sorts"

"Ahh.. Yeah.. "

She glanced over to the Rnjaut. He was rinsing off, his front in plain view, his dick out of its sheath and it certainly was.. Alien. It was tapered with no distinct head, ridged from top to bottom. Looking at it she could clearly identify what she felt inside her.

And it moved.

At first she thought maybe she had misinterpreted what she had just witnessed but really, it moved, flexing against his hand. Things made so much more sense, now.

"Are you staring?" Vazaroust had ceased rinsing himself and was more blatantly presenting what he had. He may not have been able to see her staring but it wasn't difficult to notice that the sound of steaming water had not changed nor moved and neither had she.

"I-eh" Ketna stammered, startled that she had been found out "Yes." Even if she knew there was nothing wrong with it, it was just so difficult to admit.

"If you want to see all you have to do is ask." He was more blatant in his presentation, more of its length producing itself from its sheath.

"I know I- is it prehensile?" Ketna cut herself off to finally blurt out the question that had been lingering.

Vazaroust responded first with a deep hearty laugh, catching the surprise and confusion in Ketna's voice.

"No, not exactly, just flexible." He proceeded to demonstrate, his dick flexing up, down, side to side, curving, even bunching up a bit making it shorter and thicker than it was before. "It has muscle, like a tongue. Vaginas of my species as similarly as flexible, copulation is a bit of a competitive affair as a result. Of course, it makes me rather compatible with a number of different potential clients."

"I can see that" her voice trailed off, she couldn't help but consider the kind of options possible with it.

The alien ceased his presentation, shutting off the water as he had well been cleaned off now. He grabbed for a clean towel while Ketna was still rinsing herself off.

"You're awfully sheepish for someone so bold." Vazaroust's words cut the silence again. "It's not often I meet someone who arranges their first sexual experience with another person in a full restraint rig."

Ketna was about to shut off her own water when she processed what he said. "Wait, how did you know that was the first?"

"Munin told me," Vaz paused his toweling off "Did you not know that?"

"No. I didn't." she shut off the water.

"Was he out of line?"

"Not exactly, it's not like I told him to not say so."

"If it matters, he told me with the intent that I would take it easy on you."

"Heh" Ketna couldn't help but shake her head. "Of course he would." she muttered to herself.

"Are you upset?"

"No, disarmed would be a better description."

"A malfunctioning suit would certainly be disarming."

Ketna was completely unprepared for such a blatant joke about their first encounter that she began laughing at the sheer surprise of it.

"Easy to please and easy to entertain." Vaz sounded bemused both at himself and her reaction.

Ketna's laughter trailed off. "Are you insulting me?" she was still smiling as she began to dry herself off.

"Not at all, just making an observation."

Ketna chuckled. As much as the sex was nice, this was nice too. The banter, the casualness of it all, it made the whole thing feel more normal, less awkward. Or at least it alleviated her fear of potential awkwardness.

"Well, thank you for being considerate."

"Please, it's part of the job." Vaz waved off the gratitude with a sort of cheeky inflection.

"It doesn't make it less appreciated." Ketna remained sincere, heartfelt. It didn't go unnoticed.

Ketna made her way for the door, Vazaroust followed out with her, having been done long before she was. She gathered her things from the floor to dress.

"I have my availability accessible at any time, find what openings I have and we can schedule another encounter when you like." Vazaroust was back to all business again.

"Do I write in what I want in the scheduler?" Ketna went through the process of dressing in her bodysuit while discussing future business.

"Yes, it'll be in the form that appears. Oh and if you plan to ever request 'surprise me', at least specific in what you don't want to be surprised by." he sounded facetious yet exasperated.

"... I have to ask if there's a story behind this."

"There is but without giving anything away for the sake client of privacy I'll just say I was new to the trade, no one was hurt, but I learned my lesson. You don't strike me as someone to do that, but I prefer to have my bases covered."

"Noted" Ketna chuckled, refitting her headpiece and cowl. Ready to leave now she wasn't really sure if there was any appropriate goodbye for the situation, she had already thanked him so that would be redundant.

"I'll be in touch." was the only thing she found appropriate to say as she went for the door and left.