Nick sees the green eyes snap open suddenly, but is too preoccupied with feeling up the doe to fully realize it. She gasps in surprise and sits up suddenly, pushing his hand away with her own. Her nipples are erect and she knows she is very aroused by the male next to her, but even while intelligent her instincts for self-preservation override everything she is feeling. She panics and pushes herself away from Nick with her hands and legs, struggling indignantly to get to her feet and hoof it the hell out of there.
“No, wait!” Nick says desperately, running after her and throwing his arms tightly around her neck. He doesn’t want this beautiful creature to get away from him. She still kicks, trying to flee, but the human is extremely intent on holding onto her. He embraces her under her arms, around her back, and sits firmly in her lap, putting his full weight against her furry self.
She is unable to escape, and though terrified, she reasons there is no point in wasting precious energy she may have to use later. The doe relaxes, although breathing heavily and very much in confused shock. She waits for the human to make his move, body tense and all hint of arousal lost to the circumstances.
“Please, I’m not going to hurt you,” Nick says gently, hoping she understands him. The doe does understand, and her new mind struggles for what she should say in response. She decides to remain silent, and waits. Nick stays frightfully still, and stares into the doe’s eyes. He still wants her, and there is something else inside of him starting to work. The doe is highly contagious and Nick has been infected with the virus.
At last, Nick speaks. “I’m Nick,” he says slowly, letting go of her back to place his hands on his chest. “Do you have a name?”
Ah! The doe knows how to respond to this query! In the back of her mind the puzzle that is her new intellect has been falling into place, and her identify has manifested itself at last. “Yes,” she says in a lilting feminine voice, “I have a name. It is Laura.”
Nick is taken aback by her perfect English and the fact that she responded to him. He sits on her lap dumbstruck, until finally, Laura says, “Would you please get off of me? My legs are starting to go numb.”