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“Do you know how to boil a frog?” She asked.
He frowned, confused and thrown off by the sudden change in topic. “What is a frog?”
“It’s an amphibian from Earth. A little animal. Do you know how to boil one?”
“Put it in boiling water?”
She shook her head. “You can’t do that. If you put a frog in boiling water, it will just jump out.”
“The frog is still alive in this scenario?”
She laughed. “It’s a metaphor. Because the only way to boil a frog is to put it in room temperature water and slowly raise the heat. The frog won’t notice that it’s slowly being boiled and won’t try to escape; it will just die.”
He blinked at her. Baffled. “I’m failing to understand what slowly torturing an amphibian to death has to do with anything.”
“Your friends are all frogs, Rane,” she chuckled. “You weren’t dragged, high and drunk and unconscious from a notorious BDSM club with your cock in a cage the very first time you were caught doing something by the paparazzi.”
“Please tell me that’s not actually something that happened to me.”
“It started small. It grew and became worse and worse. Elffa treated everyone like a frog, and you were the boiling water. They didn’t realize the differences in you. It’s obvious to me because I just got dropped straight into the boiling water. But for them? They have no reason to question it. They can’t see what I see. They do care for you, Rane. They’ve just been slowly boiled in lies and misinformation and don’t know it.”
He said nothing. But his jaw was still so tight. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down as she went up on her toes, hugging him close.
They stayed like that, unmoving, as they waited for their ride to finally arrive. She couldn’t even hear the people moving around outside. If that was because this room was deliberately soundproof, or just a result of the way they built things, she didn’t know. But she was grateful for it because, after some time, Rane shuddered and finally relaxed into her embrace.
She pet his feathers gently. He was the one hugging her now. Clinging to her desperately. She didn’t try to pull away. Letting him hold her as long as he needed.
Honestly, she had expected something like this a lot sooner.
His friends weren’t the only ones that had been slowly boiled. However, in Rane’s case, it wasn’t lies that Elffa had been accustoming him to, it was just simple cruelty. Rane had been hurt by his own mother for so long, he had stopped reacting to it. Not because he wasn’t feeling it, but just because he didn’t have the freedom to feel it.
But he had that now. He had that in her. A safe place to land and rest. A safe place to break apart as he realized just how badly he was hurting.
Maybe not the most ideal location, but one couldn’t choose when it was time to pay the bill on the emotional load you’d been putting off bearing.
Sandy didn’t mind, however. She continued to stroke and pet him until his tight grip loosened and he no longer latched onto her like she was the only source of stability in an earthquake.
“I’ll do it.”
“Hm?”
Sandy, lost in their embrace, had let her eyes drift closed and her mind drift away. Just enjoying his warmth and focusing on giving him what little relief she could.
Lost as she was, it took her a moment to realize what he said.
“You’ll do it?” She repeated, confused. “Do what?”
He finally let her go. Pushing her back so he could look her in the eyes, holding onto her shoulders, a hard expression on his face.
“I’ll get you pregnant,” he said, with the sort of determined strength of a man declaring that he would be marching into battle.
“Oh,” was all she could say.
“I’ll do it. Can we do it now? Do humans have a heat cycle or something I need to do specifically to set off your fertility?”
“Er, no? I mean, yes. Technically? I don’t think it’s called that though. But it doesn’t really matter because mine was turned off on my way here as a form of birth control.”
“Birth control,” he frowned. “Never heard of it.”
