Duae, Dix, and Zix drabble.



"You'll need to be careful with her antennae. They'll likely be even more sensitive than normal, but they break under less pressure." One finger lightly rubbed around the base of one, earning her a coo before the small head turned, nuzzling into the hand and likely looking to see if it had any lymik for her.

"Watch out for her eyes as well. I don't know if the human genetics might protect her, or even if it might just affect one eye, but it's best to replace the degrading lenses quickly, or even go for full ocular implants." Duae kept her voice soft as Zix tried to suck on one of her fingers and made a face, whining for her soogie. Duae chuckled and Dix smiled, giving Zix his hand to cling to and suck on.

"I'm afraid I can't help you there, little grandeekie." Duae tickled gently at her side, making her squirm. "Though, as adorable as she is, I do hope you plan on spacing any more out. You're an Irken, not a fat queen spacewasp after all. Or not a spacewasp at least."

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that."