14 True Warmth (1/2)

”Ehrmm...” Her savior loudly cleared her throat before saying, ”So, what's your name?”

Her voice was so melodic and luscious that it made Blake wonder if she was day-dreaming.

”... Blake.” She muttered in a low casten voice, doing her best to control her urges.

'Don't you fucking dare.' She seethed with killing intent as she felt something lightly poke her smooth legs. Pulling her rucksack on top of her lap, she mustered a nervous smile.

”Are you fine?” The woman asked when she noticed Blake's obvious distress.

”Ah- I am fine!” Noticing the thin line of drool that threatened to spill from her lips, she immediately wiped it off before continuing, ”Soo... how should I call you?”

Playfully grinning, her rescuer replied, ”Name is Yolanda Valeinstein, though you may call me just Yolanda.”

They had made a campfire after a few miles of running and had been resting since then. The flames only furthered Yolanda's beauty by accentuating her emerald green eyes - like they were removed straight out from a polished jewel.

Not only that, but it seemed to Blake that her Alpha Detector was flaring up the closer she was to Yolanda - though not as powerful as Urag's, the urge was definitely there.

”If you don't mind me asking... what exactly happened to you back there?” Yolanda questioned.

”I- I...” She found it hard to explain the whole situation. There was no way she could talk about such things with an upright face, even more so to a cute girl she'd just met.

”Hey- hey, no need to tell me if you don't feel like it.” Yolanda sat beside her before hugging her frame tight.

Blake's cheeks reddened from her human contact, it was warm and nice. Even though she engaged in a lot of sex, all it was about was the pleasure and nothing more. Dropping her stiffened shoulders she melted away in Yolanda's embrace. The sharp difference in heights made it possible for Yolanda to rest her chin on top of her head.

Nodding her head lightly, Blake decided.

”It-it's okay. I owe you that much at least.” She said while looking up to Yolanda's eyes.

For a scanty second, Yolanda could swear she saw movement within Blake's blue eyes.

”It all started when...” She started telling her story, all the while her protector carefully listened to her.

Perhaps, either because of the lack of human camaraderie or kindness, Blake told everything that happened since she came to Gaia (except for the fact that she wasn't from there of course or that she wasn't a girl).

Listening carefully to Blake, she quietly sat beside her.

”I'm sorry to hear you say that. I can't even begin to fathom what you have been through.” She lightly caressed her back.