Geralt smiled as Kenny cuddled up to the two clones. Kenny allowed him to send a couple drops of ooze down his tail. Kenny gave up the two eggs and was resting on the bed. "You were right. I gained so much from that. It was even my color. Ian is more aggressive, but also crafty." Kenny just grunted as he buried his face in one of the clone's chest. Geralt pet his head and said "Do you like me, Kenny? I like you." Kenny shook his head. "I'm not dumb. I know what you are trying to do. I just like sharing the body heat." Geralt pouted and said "That hurt's me." "Because I was right or because I was wrong?" Kenny challenged with a yawn. Geralt did not say anything after it. Kenny smirked as he held on tighter. "So you can have sex with me, but not bond?" Geralt asked. "I told you 'no'. I did not bond with Orion or Ian. I am not going to do that. If you want to leave, you can." He did not move. "When we get back, Ian is going to try and bond with you." he said. Geralt then began grinding up against Kenny's ass. "How about you let me top this time? I should cum at least once in a while." he joked.
Kenny frowned and said "I'm a top. I don't want anyone fucking me in the ass." Geralt looked surprised and then upset. "Orion fucked you and took your eggs! You do not mind when you cum from your tails either!" he snapped at him. That made Kenny upset. "I told you to leave if you don't want to be here. I don't want to force you to do something you don't want to do." Geralt moaned softly and said "Asking me like that makes me even more in the mood. Consent is appealing to me." Kenny shrugged and said "I don't care if you're human or not. You and Orion are special to me." Geralt sat up and got off the bed. His faces were both blushing a dark green. Both of them were hard. "I have to go. I can't hold back when I'm like this." Kenny asked where he was going. The green symbiote smirked and said "I'm going to go fuck myself." The crass comment made Kenny roll his eyes and let Geralt leave. When he left, a second symbiote appeared: Orion. Orion's three clones stood at the side of the bed. "You really went ahead and gave your eggs to the others too. That's nice, I guess." one said.
When he nodded, he got no response from Orion. Orion just left and Kenny went to bed. When he woke up, he got dressed and went downstairs. The symbiotes and the drunk were all there already. Kenny was followed by the head scientist and doctor a few minutes later. The other pilots came down with them. When all of them were in the lobby, the drunk smiled and said "Alright everybody, come follow me." He then stumbled out the room. The others shrugged and followed him. They walked a few blocks where a series of black sedans and vans were waiting. There was a driver and a man riding shotgun. Three people were to get in the back of each car. Kenny took a clone of Orion and Geralt each and pulled them into a sedan near the middle. Kenny sat in the middle of them. Geralt and Orion shared a smirk and the three enjoyed the ride together. When they got to the border, the driver of each car took out a pass and handed it to the guard. It had been eleven hours straight of driving. The guards saw it and saluted sharply to them. They then drove past the checkpoint into Wendalia.
On the Wendalian side of the border, they were let out as they refueled for the next leg of the trip. They were given dinner and something to drink while they waited. As a matter of caution, Kenny ate in the sedan. While they were eating, the head doctor approached. He handed him the key to the case. "You can hold on to this from here on out. I'm sure we will be able to lay low for a bit. The Sage should be off our scent by now." The term 'sage' made Kenny pause. "You can't be serious. Father's fairy tales aren't real. If they want to run around pretending to be immortals, they'll get killed on their own." he said. The doctor smiled and said "Count Davids told you about the Sages and Devils? Why would he do that to his own children? I wouldn't tell mine." Kenny frowned. "Fairy tales can't hurt you. Our favorite memories are the bedtime stories he would read to all of us. It did not matter that I was a bastard son of a concubine. He took me aside and allowed me to be knighted. Now, I am of noble standing regardless of my birth." he said. "Players were my favorite because he said he was one." he added.
