Azaa slowly walked down the stairs from her bedroom, and Marcus forgot everything else. She wore a new dress and it was different from any he had seen on her. The warm gray dress reached only to her knees, revealing 1000% more leg than usual. As if this was not enough to make Marcus' blood boil, the dress was nearly shoulder free revealing her arms, shoulders, neck...and the faintest part of her breasts. Marcus was so taken in by the view that he did not understand what she said as she stopped in front of him. "Hng?" he answered rather eloquently, for a person who had suffered a temporary loss of brain.

Azaa was so nervous she was shaking. His first reaction seemed to be positive but he was not saying anything and his eyes were stuck on her revealed cleavage. "Does it look weird to you?" Azaa repeated her question and Marcus blinked a few times "What?" he said completely confused what was going on. "My coloring." Azaa whispered also confused what else she could be talking about.

Marcus forced himself to look into her eyes, she was trembling he realized. Now, that her question moved through his head, his brain pointed out that her beautiful body had a change in color. While her arms and face had a strong green tone it started to fade and got lighter further down it went. Form her neck down the color started to vanish and at the height of her breasts her skin turned white. But not a human skin white, the white of fresh fallen snow. It was so absolute it seemed to glow. Marcus looked into her waiting eyes again and tried to say something profound but "beautiful" was all he managed. A warm light spread in her eyes and she started to breathe more freely. Marcus watched her chest move with great interest and delight.

Azaa took place next to Marcus and both her hands embraced his own. "You do not mind? It is part of my thequa heritage." Azaa said now feeling far better. She could see Marcus interest in her body and also the reaction of his body. She knew it was far to early for their union, but her heart rate went up anyway. To have proof, that he desired her, and was not repelled by her bleached skin lifted one of her greatest fears. "Is this the reason why you always wear dresses that cover nearly all your body?" Marcus asked truly interested in the topic. She nodded "The coloring of a person is something very personal and also considered an attractive feature for a ginghi. In contrast to humans our bodies do not have the same coloring everywhere. You can imagine how my situation can be considered a disability." Azaa explained with a calm voice while Marcus eyes moved down her neck every few seconds. She started to feel hot and decided to get up and open a window, or better two.

Marcus watched her moving away and decided this view was also great. He behaved like a teen age boy and he knew it, but COME ON! Her clothing would not be a big deal for a human woman, heck the girls in his clans often show a lot more skin like this, but this was Azaa. Compared to her usual attire she was basically stripping in front of him. Keep it in your pants, Marcus. He tried to calm himself down. In time you will get to see all of her and then you can worship her beautiful form for an eternity. Hold on to that thought! "I actually think your skin looks beautiful. You don't need to worry about it." Marcus said and she smiled. When she came back, she sat down a bit away from him, and kept her hands to herself. To the great disappointment of Marcus.

"It is very important for our relationship that we are honest with each other and share our thoughts and feelings." She said as if it was a lecture. She must be struggling with these kind of interactions, Marcus thought. But so was he. "That sounds good." He said. "In this spirit I need to tell you that I have been misleading you for a long time." Azaa said with serious tone and Marcus brain tried to figure out what she was talking about. "The truth is," Azaa started and Marcus went full on panic mode, "that I can perform the blood massage without any physical contact. You also do not need to take off your shirt."

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Marcus needed a moment to process this news and then he started to laugh. "So, you…" he said and she looked awkward "...did it to touch you. It was a forbidden pleasure." she said still in her serious tone and Marcus nearly fell from his chair laughing. Serious, correct Azaa had been touching him all over out of pleasure all this time. "It is quite okay, I also enjoyed it greatly. Not only the massage but the direct contact." He said with tears in his eyes from all the laughing.

Azaa looked relieved that he did not mind the indiscretion. "Then, does that mean you liked me for a long time?" Marcus wanted to know. Azaa thought for a moment "I quickly became more and more interested in you. Eventually, I developed feelings for you and wished to build a relationship with you. At that point you got lost." Azaa said and Marcus felt betrayed by fate. If he had made it to their date years ago, would they have started a relationship like this? "There is another thing I need to reveal to you. A fact you are not aware of." Azaa said and Marcus nodded. "It is not a real secret, but I doubt you know about it. One of my "abilities" allows me to feel and track life essence. If I'm familiar with the person I can track them over the whole planet." Azaa said, avoiding Marcus' eyes.

He swallowed hard, does that mean what I think it does? "I'm very familiar with your life essence Marcus." Now it made all sense, how she was always able to meet him at the gate every time. "So, you always know where I'm, while we are on the same planet?" He asked and she nodded and looked into his eyes. Marcus sighed, it seemed everybody was watching or tracking him. He had to admit it was a useful ability but he really had no privacy anymore.

"Anything else?" He asked while taking a deep breath. Azaa thought for a moment and then shook her head. Marcus moved closer to her and took her hand. The soft touch made him feel better in an instant. "I have a question about Uela. Why has she avoided me and why is she suddenly very familiar?" he asked and Azaa avoided his eyes again. She looked nervous but her hand tightened slightly around his own. "She stayed away from you to not confuse you." Azaa said with a faint voice, looking at her shoes. Marcus needed a moment to translate that message in his head. Confuse? He had a hunch what that meant. He looked at Azaa and wondered how difficult it must have been for her with a sister like Uela. And how difficult things must be for Uela too.

Marcus just nodded and let it go. This felt like something they would talk about once they had grown closer, still.

Azaa looked out of the window and then to Marcus "You will need to return to your clan, to Janette." the sudden change of topics surprised Marcus but it was true. He would have to leave. In truth, he had left a lot of things unsaid and unresolved back home. "Yes, my clan needs me. There are a lot of things I need to familiarize myself with. But leaving you is painful." He spoke from the heart and earned a loving smile from Azaa. "I'm used to my mother leaving for years or father going on hunts for weeks or months. Still, I do not think I can endure seeing you only once a month." she gently stroke the back of his hand with her thumb. "I thought, maybe every week, one or two days? As long as I'm not on a longer mission, but then I can spent a longer time with you afterwards." and he mirrored her gentle touch. They both agreed and now Marcus felt like he was in a real relationship. Depending on each other, planing together and yearning to see each other.

After those heartfelt moments they spent more time talking and playing. Xeen was unmuted and Marcus learned that Azaa did not hold back in her play. Relationship or not, she was a strict teacher and Xeen was not inclined or allowed to help him. Not that Marcus would cheat in such a way.

The day went by and when the sun started to sink Marcus made preparations to leave. Azaa (in a proper dress) escorted him all the way to the portal and as the sun set she asked to be alone with him once more.

They held hands and were lost in each others eyes and expressions. Azaa moved closer and Marcus heart hammered in his chest. Her lips touched his. So soft and warm, the whole world melted. In those moments, Marcus became vividly aware of her scent and the heat of her body. With closed eyes they continued to kiss until Azaa leaned back. She was gasping, baring her teeth, which were sharper than that of a human. Her breath was uneven and her face was filled with joy and something more carnal. She took a step back and Marcus unashamedly enjoyed the view of her quickly moving chest and the vibrant glow of her eyes. Before anything else could happen, Azaa gently pushed him through the portal, and with a last smile she walked towards the city.

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