“Then they fornicated all night! Tearing the room asunder in the throws of cross species ecstacy! Sure they both nearly perished as the plasma shots rang out, but the sense of danger merely accelerated the fires of their passion! Truly a sight to behold! Bwhaha!” Chucknuq entails as he pours more brew into his guest’s mug.
Dr. Vin stares blankly ahead, unable to disregard the mental image.
“And you just watched!?”
“When I wasn’t participating, yes. Hard not to when sharing a bunk! Ha!” the captain affirms.
“I… I was just curious about your military academy days…” Vin mutters, feeling a slight bit faint.
“Ha! Indeed! My roommates were true characters, they were! Learned a thing or two from them, I did! AHHAAH!” the captain bellows, slapping his grasper into the table.
“By the stars… Is everyone on this ship a deviant? I do hope I didn’t overlook any fine print in that contract…” Dr. Vin replies only half-joking.
He lifts the gifted brew up to his lips and takes a hefty swig to clear his throat. Chucknuq blinks slowly in sudden amused curiosity.
“What could you ever mean by that doctor? I am a glutton for gossip, I must say.” he says before taking a quick peek at the mess hall doors.
Realizing he may have spoken too much on the matter, Vin waves away at the curious Thromple.
“Oh it’s nothing, not even my business to disclose.” he dismisses.
“Ms. Chak asked you about Ms. Thatch I’m venturing? Haha! Fear not, she approached me with the same quandary not too long ago.” Chucknuq assures.
Dr. Vin shifts in his seat, pondering on how to proceed with this conversation.
“And… what did you advise the poor girl?” he asks.
“Hmhmm… To take her shot! Life's too short to be concerned with missing out on being happy. Especially in her case…”
The Noxi narrows his beady little eyes at the captain, concerned.
“Her life could very well be cut shorter if they- erm… Nevermind, I doubt ms. Thatch would reciprocate for that very reason. I obviously won’t go into details about our session, but I believe it’s safe to say she has… not the highest opinions of herself or what she is. Risking any harm to that Cali is out of the question. Unless…”
“Unless?” Chucknuq prods.
“Terrans can be spontaneous with such things. I hate making generalizations, but I have yet to fully understand Ms. Thatch. If she is that sort… then I can’t help but worry.”
The captain’s light red skin darkens to a rich maroon.
“You haven’t been here long Doctor, so grant me a moment to vouch. That Terran has shown nothing but the utmost care and respect towards Chak. All while still being honest with her words, she acts as though the stars themselves are watching when around her. Simone is a woman of integrity, and is far more likely to swallow a star whole rather than bring any intended harm to Chak.” Chucknuq says, now completely ignoring his brew.
“That’s all well and good, but what about the unintended?” Vin points out.
“Then it’s so. If you spend too much time dwelling on the worst outcome, you will never venture for the best. There’s risks to everything in our lives, little is gained from avoiding all of them. I say, choose your risks, then live with them.”
“Some risks are not worth taking…”
“And some are.”
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Thankfully avoiding anyone in the hasty U trip to the other hall, Simone carries the giddy Chak into the Cali’s room.
“Are you sure about this?” the Terran asks cautiously.
“More sure than anything.” Chak assures, brushing her upper claws through the Terran’s fur.
Feeling her legs get unexpectedly weak from nerves, Simone turns around and sits at the foot of the bed. The Cali still firmly clasped to her lap.
Chak leans in to give a reassuring kiss, but something odd catches her undivided attention. The hands holding her are... trembling terribly… In fact upon further inspection the Terran’s jaw is ever so slightly shaking as well. Even her breathing is vibrating in a concerning manner.
The creature that can crush Chak at this moment without difficulty... One of the most formidable apex species in the universe… Who is in no perceivable danger... is panicking in absolute fear. As though she is the truly vulnerable being in this room.
Feeling the guilt of her own rotten selfishness, Chak redirects her kiss into planting her forehead against the Terran’s. Usually a gesture of aggression to the Cali, but she knows quite the opposite can be true for Terrans.
“...but this isn’t just about me. I want you… so very much... However I won’t push you into something you’re not ready for. You can tell me no, I promise I’ll respect it.” she chirps softly, as she rubs the Terran’s bruised and scarred back.
“I’m sorry… I just… I really really don’t want to hurt you. I don’t even know where or how to start. Heh… I feel like I’m seventeen again. Like it’s the first fuckn’ time.” Simone admits shakily.
“Oh, is this your first time with a non-Terran?”
At this Simone releases an emotional burst of a snicker, managing to raise one of her eye tufts in an expecting expression. Chak then herself chirps a laugh.
“Right. Stupid question…” the Cali acknowledges.
“I’ve never done this with someone I could snap in half so easily though… and considering I’m… me… usually it’s expected of me to kick things off… and my usual ‘guess I’ll wing it’ doesn’t work here.” Simone confesses.
The built up tension now lessened significantly, Chak returns to brushing through the Terran’s fur.
“Then how about we take this slow, and you take my lead this time? This is my first experience I must admit… so your input is very much requested…” she poses, already pressing the Terran’s bare chest to signal her to move back further onto the bed.
Crawling backwards as wished, Simone’s heart rate skyrockets as Chak suggestively crawls above her at the same pace. Red eyes gleaming bright, the Cali maintains a fixated gaze like an owl on the hunt.
When Simone’s head finds the princess scented pillow, Chak reseats herself back onto the Terran sitting upright.
“If you start feeling any pain...” Simone whispers, genuinely flustered from the woman.
“I will tell you. I promise.” Chak swears before tapping at her Lens, causing the lights in the room to dim into complete pitch darkness. Even Chak’s eyes close, sealing even that small visual indication.
Immediately uncomfortable, Simone grips the sides of the bed.
“Chak wait. I- I need to see okay? I don’t want to hit you with an elbow or some shit. I need to see you, please.” she stammers.
“Oh, you will...” Chak soothes in a breathy voice.
A short moment passes before Simone begins to see them. Small specks appear from the dark like emerging stars. Gradually, their brightness grows until a constellation of a loose Cali silhouette is seen. Already in awe of the show, she then notices the white fur atop Chak’s head, shoulders and back begin to appear as well. The bioluminescence increases to the point of lighting up the individuals on the bed within Terran sight.
The Cali’s eyes open narrowly.
“So… what do you think?” she asks sheepishly.
“I didn’t know Cali could do this…” is all Simone can say in response.
“Just when we’re ready to… you know… produce children. It umm… kickstarts things.” Chak explains a little embarrassed. “Kinda hard to achieve in the circumstances we were in on Hoth-2, if that’s what you were thinking…” she adds in jest.
Simone slowly moves her, now only slightly shaking, hands to the Cali’s thighs, gently holding them.
“No… I have something very different on my mind…” she says with a slow wink.
“Oh?” Chak utters, leaning down and pressing herself into Simone.
For the first time, Simone lifts her head up and initiates a deep kiss. Although it’s clear the Cali don’t engage in this behavior, from Chak’s blatant guesswork, the experience still riles up the Terran’s core. The magic chemicals pump into her brain, allowing the body to respond accordingly. Setting her head back down on the pillow, she blinks away tears.
“You bet… but like I said, I don’t know where to start with you. Could ya fill me in a bit?” Simone requests with a smirk.
“Right… well… my people… erm... latch together… females are equipped to… uhm... oh my, this is harder than I expected…” Chak nervously chuckles, trying to think of a good Terran contextual example.
“Wait… not like a Mu’na right? I had a close call once...” Simone inquires.
“Oh no! Nonono! My goodness no, our partners keep their... bits... at the end, I promise!” the Cali assures, raising her lower appendages in amused defense.
They both chuckle together, for perhaps a few seconds too long, shamelessly stalling.
“Well, I suppose we can try the direct approach? Experiment, see what happens?” Simone suggests after coming up with nothing else.
Chak’s eyes narrow rather deviously at the suggestion.
“Not yet… May I try something?” the Cali asks, pressing her lower limb’s dull claws on Simone’s chest and slowly dragging them down the torso.
“Yeah… need any pointers?” the Terran says as she fights the shivers.
“Of course… if I’m not doing well, please tell me what to do.” Chak replies, lifting her body up as the appendages creep ever lower under her... until.
The Terran’s unexpectant expression quickly changes as her brow scrunches and eyes close. Seeing this Chak hesitates.
“Oh, is that good or bad?” she asks cautiously.
“Keep going, you’re right on the money. If it’s no good, I’ll say it.” Simone assures quickly, involuntarily biting on her lower lip.
Resuming her efforts, Chak carefully monitors the Terran’s expressions. Doing her best to maintain a rhythm as the Terran’s legs spread further apart. Despite the seemingly pained sounds and heavier breathing, the Terran doesn’t say a word to stop.
However, after some time both of Chak’s lower appendages grow terribly tired and begin to struggle to keep up.
So she decides to switch gears, and rearrange her whole body lower on the Simone’s.
“Fuck… Chak… how’d you know that shit?” Simone moans as she presses the palms of her hands to her forehead.
“I… may have done a bit of research…” The Cali explains bashfully.
The Terran peeks from under her hands.
“Oh really? ‘Research’ was it?” she laughs
“Yes! I’ve read forums and watched vids!” Chak defends, “Most were purely educational!”
“Most… huh?” Simone teases.
“Most.” Chak confirms as she attempts a wink, but it’s a little forced.
Simone crosses her arms on her forehead and raises both of her eye tufts.
“You must have been confident in getting me here then, huh?” she teases further.
“You’re here, are you not?” Chak counters before leaning down and playfully biting on the Terran’s inner thigh.
Simone twitches in surprise, catching herself before she can move her legs. Then before she can say anything there’s another closer bite on the other thigh.
“Heh… You’re starting to push your luck…” Simone grunts as she watches Chak zero in.
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However, Chak bites again, just centimeters to the left.
“Oh you bitch…” Simone let’s out, followed by devious Cali giggles.
The Terran then has to actively fight herself from locking her legs around the lover as her mouth finally makes contact and begins working away. It starts well enough, but then-
“Whoa! Hey! Teeth on thighs fine, teeth on bits not.” Simone informs.
Wordlessly, Chak apologetically nods and course-corrects. Soon enough the Terran lowers her arms over her eyes and starts up the breathing and sounds again.
Able to keep this up for much longer than the last method, Chak eventually feels the Terran’s body shudder and clench up. Powerful legs press up on either side of the Cali, but thankfully don’t squeeze too tight.
“Fuuuck…” Simone groans.
“Good?” Chak asks, still pinned.
“Hell yeah… your turn?” Simone offers, before noticing the Cali’s predicament and releasing her, “Oh shit! You okay?” she panics.
“I’m fine! Promise!” Chak assures as she crawls back up the Terran’s torso to look at her, face to face, “The method of Terran foreplay might be a little… challenging to perform on me. When my species latch… well... Terrans in the forums described it as… unsettling…”
Simone shakes her head and carefully puts a paw on the side of Chak’s head.
“It can look like cthulhu’s cloaca after taco tuesday gone wrong, I don’t give a shit. You’re getting head.” she informs before sliding her arms under Chak.
“Oh… okay… okay…” the Cali nervously mumbles as she moves further up.
“Alright… What am I looking for?” Simone inquires.
“Oh… urm… it’ll be obvious… once I… uhm…” Chak stammers as she opens her chitin plated groin, “See?”
“Gotcha… how’s this?” the Terran says softly as she guides the Cali down.
Chak tries to fight the inevitable, however as soon as the Terran hits the right spot her bodily impulse function executes itself. The chitin plates clamp down, securing to Simone’s lower face.
“Sorry! Sorry! I’m so sorry! I’ll-” Chak begins to say, utterly mortified.
But the paws of the Terran begin to rub soothingly along the sides of her thighs, reassuring her that it’s fine.
Unfazed by the facehugger, Simone closes her eyes and starts to pull her weight.
Having nothing but the smooth wall in front of her to grab on to, Chak wraps herself and hunches as the waves of pleasure kick in. Her eyes kick the brightness to eleven along with them. The forums or vids couldn't prepare her for this…
“By… the… stars… don’t stop.” the Cali orders as her hunch flexes in reverse, arching her back.
As commanded, the Terran maintains pace for her partner until the Cali’s breathing intensifies into hollow forecasting rasps. As the climax is reached, Chak squeezes herself and gasps in ecstasy. As soon as her chitin releases the Terran, the Cali wastes no time rearranging herself to instinctively put her embrace around her mate.
Breathing heavily herself, Simone stares at the ceiling and rests her arms atop Chak.
“Those other Terrans are bitches… those inner grasper things weren't so bad.” she muses.
Somehow, the Cali’s grip tightens a bit at that.
“Oh, you’re just being nice…” Chak playfully chirps hoarsely.
“Me? Nah... Just finishing the job right.“
Chak looms her head over Simone’s, kissing her.
“Finish? I don’t think so… whatever happened to the ‘direct’ approach?” the Cali says as she pushes her legs in-between the Terran’s and makes circular motions with her hips teasingly.
“So… that would actually work?” Simone utters, rather stirred from the display.
“Maybe? Females of my species can latch to each other for intimacy… yet for us it may not work very well, if I’m being honest, but I'd still love to try, if that’s okay?” Chak requests, planting her head on Simone’s shoulder.
“Sure, ramming our crotches at the unknown is what my species is known for, after all.” Simone smugly answers, widening her deathtrap legs.
“Okay… here we go...” the Cali says softly.
With excited nerves, Chak aligns herself and presses down. With an encouraging motion she latches on, immediately feeling the pleasure sensations kick in once again.
Wincing a bit from the pinching, Simone racks her brain on how to progress on her end. However with some gentle test movement, it’s clear bodily friction isn’t going to be at play.
“N-nothing?” Chak asks, seeing Simone not exhibit her previous behavior.
“Not really, I’m gonna need some more goin’ on…” Simone admits with a shrug.
“Oh… sorry… ” Chak whispers in a bit of guilt, clearly getting more out of this experience.
Shaking her head, Simone caresses the Cali’s lower back and rear.
“It’s all good, just enjoy yourself.” she soothingly reassures.
“N-no… I want to make this work for us both…” the Cali retorts.
“Chak, you’ve done just fine. Far better than my first time, that’s for sure.” Simone muses, but the Cali isn’t having it.
“I want to make you happy too… you do so much.. I-” Chak argues.
“This isn’t something we should be keepin’ score of Chak. It’s give and take, and sometimes you can’t force things.” Simone interrupts, “We’re figuring this shit out, right? One step at a time.”
Chak nods slowly, allowing herself to press down onto Simone fully. Though not very stimulating for the Terran, the enveloping warmth has its own intimate comfort. So she focuses in on that as the Cali’s breathing gradually intensifies. But before things go too far, Chak pauses with an idea.
“W-wait, that’s it! Press me into you!” she says, in sudden excitement.
“What do you mean?” Simone asks.
“My hips, pull them to yours. I have an idea.” Chak clarifies.
“Uhh… I don’t know about that…” Simone responds with the mental image of breaking the Cali’s spine.
“Please? You can do it slowly and if it hurts I’ll say so. I promise.” Chak pleads.
Biting her inner cheek, Simone cups the Cali’s rear and ever so slowly does as requested. Forunantly, it takes only a little pressure to accomplish Chak’s plan.
Simone’s legs tense up from a new massaging sensation.
“Perfect! Hold me there.” the Cali gasps out as her inner bits involuntarily move in biological function up against her partner, “That better?”
Mouth agape, Simone just nods and closes her eyes. To Chak’s satisfaction, the Terran soon starts making the sounds she hopes for.
Sharing this intense mutual ecstasy for what seems to be a wonderful eternity, Simone can’t help but begin to sweat and rock her body upward. Which causes the pressure to briefly increase just for a moment, sparking additional pleasure for the Cali.
“My neck…” the Terran mumbles in a groan.
The nearly overstimulated Cali looks to her lover confused.
“Kiss it. Bite it. Anything.” Simone requests.
Not understanding the reasoning, Chak obliges without question. Peppering the exposed skin with lips and teeth. Simone leans into it, making long drawn moans of pleasure.
“Just.. a little… less… pressure… please…” Chak whispers in between raspy breaths into the Terran’s ear before nibbling at it.
The reminder allows Simone to check herself, and she let’s up just a tad on Chak’s hips. The union only lasts a short while longer before Simone reaches climax one more time, making sure to force her arms and legs into the bed. Chak follows suit a few moments after, now fully able to clutch the Terran while at the peak of pleasure.
The Cali rests upon her mate, both panting and coming down from their lustful highs. She can feel the great pounding of the Terran’s single heart reverberate into her own body. Such a powerful thing, even as it eventually calms down to a steady beat.
When she’s confident that her voice is reliable, Chak scooters up slightly to fawn over Simone’s head. She brushes at the damp fur while locking with the Terran’s misty eyes.
“Simone…?” Chak utters softly.
”Yeah…”
“Chittas’ka Selanu lothtas… Trithaas chit’chit trana mateentas.” the Cali whispers in her people’s language, before kissing the Terran in intimate passion.
Confused, Simone participates in return. When her delayed Lens’s translator kicks in she can’t help but to cry and embrace this incredible woman. ‘I love you, more than the moons and stars… with you, everything’s okay and will always be.’
A few hours pass, and now the two lay face to face in the bed. Lights are back on in a dim blue hue, as the Cali’ glow has faded away.
“I just mated with a Terran…” Chak chuckles, the realisation finally hitting her like a freight shuttle.
“No kiddin’? Damn, nice… but I just got pounded by a princess with hips for days sooo… I think I got ya beat.” Simone counters with a suggestive wink.
“Oh… but this Terran has a heart bigger than her muscles… which is saying... a lot…” the Cali points out as she grazes Simone’s torso with her lower limbs.
“By the stars… You’re such a fuck’n horndog…” Simone giggles as she massages her hand on the Cali’s lower back.
“I don’t know what that means… but from the tone of your voice… perhaps…” Chak chirps as she nuzzles her forehead to the Terran’s.
Simone’s smile grows, then completely fades.
“I know we should be past me asking… but… are you sure about this? With me, of all people? I’m so fucked up on the inside Chak… doc’s gonna help but… I don’t think I’ll ever be ‘right’ again. There’s some things that can’t be fixed, including so many fuck’n parts of me. If I don’t hurt you physically… there’s still a good chance I’ll hurt you in other ways.” she whispers.
Chak places an upper grasper on the side of Simone’s face, waiting for the Terran to finish.
“I don’t even see you as broken… Hurting? Absolutely. But you’re not broken. I don’t intend to fix you or ignore the darker spots within you. I wish to help, and be there for you when you need it. I know you’ll do the same for me, so yes… I’m sure.” she responds without an ounce of judgment.
Releasing a gallon of air from her chest, Simone looks down and nods.
“Alright. Uhm… you were amazing by the way...” the Terran says, taking the previous conversation back.
“Oh, so were you! Though I do have some ideas we can try in the future. We may be able to make it smoother and safer. I’ll need to do some shopping first however.” Chak replies with a bounce.
“Why do I have the feeling you have other ideas in mind too?” Simone teases with a raised eye tuft.
Chak hides her eyes with her upper limbs in embarrassment.
“Oh, well… of course there’s- well I… oh my... I saw- the forum recommended a few- urm… maybe.” she stammers as she curls up into a fetal position.
“Fuck’n horndog I swear…” Simone chuckles, sitting up.
The Cali peeks and slightly unravels.
“Going somewhere?” she asks.
“Yeah. I need to shower, get dressed and eat somethin’.” Simone explains, standing up.
“May I join you?” Chak requests as she sits up and eyes flash.
“Was just ‘bout to ask you if you wanted to come along. I doubt you want to reek of Terran sweat.” Simone chuckles.
“It’s… not that unpleasant… but yes I’ll come!” Chak chirps before standing at attention.
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Seven stares at the stock of available ingredients, making an internal list of what they can use without breaking their convictions. The list isn’t long, however pleasantly longer than expected after Simone’s point of ‘lab grown’ meats and produce. Including ingredients for their special project.
The doors to the mess hall open, granting two figures in. From the kitchen Seven hovers out at attention, pleased to see the guest of honor.
“Simone, Chak, I am glad-ad to have you. May I prepare you anything-ing in particular?” they ask.
The Terran slumps down into a seat absolutely content.
“Sure, you know what? Surprise me.” she responds with a nod.
“Oh, same!” Chak cheerfully adds as she plants herself next to the Terran.
“I have just the thing!” Seven announces as they twirl back into the kitchen.
After merely thirty standard minutes, the bot returns with an elaborate silver cloche. They set it down before their crew members and stands by proudly.
“I present to you a dish of incredible-ble difficulty and prowess! Many claim it to be simple, but in my research I’ve discovered-ed that even the prolific historical Terran chef ‘Ramsey’ could not pull it off! Not only did I have to keep the taste acceptable-ble, but I only restricted myself to Cali-safe ingredients! Behold!” Seven announces as they lift the cloche to reveal a stack of rectangular food items, “Terran-Cali Grilled Cheese sandwiches!”
“Oh fuck yeah!” Simone cheers as she immediately snatches one.
“The cheese is a ‘lab’ smoked gouda-uda and cheddar blend, complemented with a little rich cashew cream. The bread-ead is pyrena-based and freshly baked before sliced. I hope you enjoy, but constructive-ive criticism is welcomed!” Seven explains, despite Simone already being on her third sandwich.
“No complaints here!” she says with a mouth half full.
Chak then picks up a piece for herself.
“Thank you so much for being considerate of me! I very much appreciate it!” She thanks, before taking a bite.
“If I can achieve ingredient homogeneity in my cuisine-ine for my crew members, I shall do so. Unless requested-ed otherwise.” Seven replied.
Chak bounces at the second bite.
“Terrans have such amazing food! Thank you again Seven, this is wonderful!”
“I’m glad to hear you two enjoy it. No criticism at all?” Seven asks.
Simone eyes the bot, and gives it a smirk.
“Well… it tastes great… but there’s an ancient test to see if this is a true success…” she alludes, picking up a fresh warm rectangle.
“Truly?” Seven inquiries.
“Yes. The ‘cheese stretch test’. Observe.” the Terran says as she rips the rectangle in half, but is careful to keep the two halves together.
She rubs the halves against one another before slowly pulling apart. A webbing wall of melted goodness forms between her hands.
“Well… would you look at that…” the Terran mumbles neutrally.
“What do those-ose results mean?” Seven asks rather intensely.
Simone slowly turns her head to face the bot as the cheese wall collapses onto the table.
“This is perfection.” she answers with a grin.
Seven does not respond right away, instead they blink their eyes and rotate slightly.
“This… sense of pride… is overwhelming-ing. I must retire to the kitchen. Thank you for the review.” Seven dismisses before taking their leave.
Chak can only stare at the Terran after this encounter.
“What?” Simone chuckles, noticing the Cali.
“Just enjoying you being you.” she responds, “They talked to me endlessly about making this perfect for you while you were unconscious. What you just did meant a lot.”
Simone’s face flushes and she shrugs her shoulders.
“Just being honest…” she brushes off before an idea sparks in her head,” Ah, how about we take the rest of these and watch old-ass cartoons in my room? You wanted to watch some right?” she offers.
Chak’s eyes flash as she leans her head onto Simone’s shoulder.
“That sounds lovely…”
-
Brom steps over the last deceased mercenary guarding the final door, plasma rifle still sizzling.
“Your majesty, the area around the compound is clear.” one of his soldiers informs through the comm.
“Excellent. Regroup and meet me in the back of the installation, I believe we’ve found it.” he responds before opening the biohazard containment marked door ahead of him.
A stairway presents itself, leading far down into the ground of this star-forsaken planet. He then holds back his temptations and awaits for his forces to convene on his position. He must not rush this, no matter how eager he may be. If the intel he received proved true, then this may very well be the weapon that will end his father’s blood soaked, unlawful reign.
“May the stars guide me…” he chirps under his breath.