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Exploits on Leeto: Make Contact

Marion

The generation spaceship Perseus was a day’s travel away from the recreational spaceport Leeto.  Perseus was to remain docked at Leeto for several weeks before continuing on its journey to relocate the human population on board to a new homeworld.

Marion walked over to her port side window and stared out at the endless range of stars.  She had just finished a ten hour shift in the botany laboratory working in one of the many vegetable and fruit gardens.  It had been a hard shift.  Several of the crops were having problems, and she had spent the entire day transplanting them to new locations.

She looked down at her hands and saw they were still covered in dirt.  Her clothes were dirty and rigid from the long hours of sweating.

She went to her shower and turned on the water on high heat.  Steam built up quickly in the small bathroom addition of her quarters.  She pulled off her clothes and stepped into the stream of water, flinching at first at the sting of heat before letting out a long sigh.  The water rolled over her body, and she moved her hands up and down her arms and stomach, washing away the grime of the day.

Marion had been on Perseus for most of her life.  The journey was expected to take a century to reach a solar system with several planets that were habitable to humans.  Her family had signed up for the journey when she was only two years old.  She had been six when the ship launched.

Now twenty seven, she had fallen into the daily routine of her job assignment.  Her parents also worked in different departments on the ship.  Her father worked in engineering, and her mother worked in the hospital nursery.

The idea of having a baby on the Perseus made Marion cringe, but with a crew of 5,138, there were many couples with children.  Her parents reminded her often that it was the point of a generation ship to couple and procreate for their future.

When she was a teenager, she slept around a lot while she went through a few boyfriends.  It was easier then.  When you’re dating as a teenager, you aren’t thinking of starting a family and fulfilling your top priority on the generation ship.  You’re just in it for fun.

Her last relationship ended when she was twenty four.  It had been fun for her.  She had started dating Roy when she was nineteen and in training to work in the botany lab.  He was in security training.

Through the years, Roy began getting more and more serious about moving in together and starting a family.  When she would explain her disinterest in it, he would eventually give in and put it to the side.  It always was brought back up, and each time, the arguments became worse.

The last year of their relationship was brief periods of happiness and really good sex in the middle of week long arguments of why they should start a family.  Marion ended it, telling him she just didn’t see herself as a mother.

Roy had a kid now with someone else, and Marion couldn’t be happier for him. He found what she couldn’t offer him.

The water slowed to a stop as she reached her five minute time limit.  She stood in her shower for a few more minutes, staring at the water dripping down on the shower floor.

When she finally stepped out, she grabbed a towel and wiped off the dense fog on the mirror adjacent to her shower.  Marion looked over the reflection of her body.

She was slightly above average in height.  Long, strong arms and legs that were used to the physical labor in gardens.  She had thick thighs, wide hips, and soft stomach.  She wasn’t as toned as she would have liked, but with the long shifts, she wasn’t able to get to the gym much.  Her large breasts heaved slightly as she breathed in deeply.  She had a sharp jawline that led into a cleft chin. Her eyes were gray, and she had long, rust colored hair.

She found herself attractive enough. She could see herself as desirable to some, but she rarely ever sought out relationships anymore with the threat of coupling up and raising children on this ship looming over her head.

Leeto.  A recreational spaceport.  Some even referred to it as the vacation and pleasure hot spot in this area of space.

There would be many different alien species.  Many humanoid aliens.

An idea sparked in her mind, and Marion wrapped the towel around herself.  She left the bathroom, grabbed her datapad off her desk, and laid down on her bed.

“I don’t want to hook up with someone here,” Marion thought to herself, “but that doesn’t mean I can’t seek company elsewhere.”

She had heard a group of people in the mess hall a couple nights ago talking about a special service program that would introduce someone to people from other species.  It let a person decide to meet up at stations like Leeto with others for companionship.

It didn’t take Marion long to find the program, set up her own profile, and start browsing through potential candidates.

An hour went by before she came across a profile for a man name A'lear.  His profile had several motion shots of him from all angles, walking and performing maintenance on a small ship. He was… hot.

He had dark teal skin with short, black hair.  His eyes looked like a light blue, but it was hard to tell from the motion shot.  He also had a tail.

“A TAIL!” Marion exclaimed out loud, laughing a bit to herself.  Other than the tail, he just looked like a very tall, blue human with a muscular build.

His profile didn’t give much more information about himself.  No reference to what species he was, where he was from, or what his age was.

He did reference being a cargo freighter pilot, and he expressed some love for his ship, Solar Wind.  He would be on Leeto for two weeks before departing on another job.

Marion stared at his facial profile again.  He smirked a little in one of the shots, and she found herself smiling back at the image.

“Why not?”

She tapped the screen on the obnoxiously colorful button that said, “Make contact.”

*

A'lear

A notification sound chirped from his datapad, and A'lear walked over to the table where it laid.  He picked up the tablet, looking down at the contact request from a human woman.

“Wait,” he thought to himself sharply, “Contact request? What is this?”

“What the fuck is this?” he blurted out, looking over in the direction of his brother.

Z’bola dropped a crate from the Solar Wind on the floor.  “What is what?”

“This,” he said as he walked up to his brother and shoved the datapad into his hand. “What did you do?”

Z’bola let out a guttural laugh and slapped his brother on the back. “I just thought you could use some help.”

“Help?”

“Yes.  I signed you up for that sex program with aliens.  It’ll be good for you!  We’re here for two weeks,” he explained while his smile fell from his face and turned to a mock grimace, “and we’re both stressed.  We need to take advantage of this time while we have it.”

A'lear glared at his brother for a moment before taking the datapad back and looking down at it.  “What the fuck, Z’bola.  I don’t like this.  This kind of stuff is nothing but trouble.”

“What kind of stuff?  Programs like that or actually spending time with another person who isn’t your brother or a crew member?”

A'lear paused again, staring down at the human woman’s portrait.  She was beautiful.

His brother laughed again, disregarding A’lear’s silence, and continued, “Besides, look!  I put it up before we reached the port here, and you’re just now getting contacted.  By a human, no less.  I’ve heard many wonderful things about the human female body.  Their soft curves...”

A'lear tried to ignore his brother, but Z’bola continued, “And that hair!  Fire!”

He was right.  She had hair like fire.  Her facial shot was a motion shot.  She spun around in a circle, her long hair flying around her head like a ring of fire.  She stopped facing the screen and smiled.

“Contact her back, Brother,” Z’bola urged.  “It will be good for you.  Once the shipment is unloaded, I plan on taking advantage of all Leeto has to offer us before our next job.  We may not be back again for months.”

“Okay,” A’lear agreed with a mixture of reluctance and enthrallment at the human woman’s portrait.  “You’re right.”

His brother laughed loudly again and grinned broadly at A’lear, “Yes, I am happy for you.  Good luck, and take a weapon.  You never know what can happen on Leeto.”

Z’bola went back to his crate and readjusted it against a wall with other crates, then he left back for the Solar Wind.  Occasional laughter followed behind him.

A’lear felt a combination of emotions brewing in him.  Anger, nerves, admiration, lust.  Looking at her profile in more detail, he learned that this fire woman’s name was Marion.  She was here for a few weeks while her ship took a break from a long relocation voyage for her species.

Under the profile was a notice, reminding him that she had requested contact with him.  A bright and colorful button under that statement pulsed, and he touched the screen on the button.

Make contact.

*

Marion

Marion lifted her small travel bag over her shoulder and she gave her room on the Perseus one last glance over.  She had a room booked at a hotel on Leeto, and she wouldn’t be returning to the Perseus for a week.

Assured that she had everything she needed, she left the room and headed for the space dock.

There was already a line of people at the dock waiting to exit out to the Leeto docking station.  Groups of friends chatted excitedly about popular dance clubs on Leeto, families huddled close going over proper etiquette when talking with alien species, and several waited alone, staring down at their datapads.

She saw her friend Charlotte completely oblivious to her surroundings as she typed away in her datapad. Charlotte was an engineer who worked with her in the botany lab.  She had shoulder-length blonde hair and a fierce personality.  She was never afraid to speak her mind, and that isolated her a bit.  It was also why Marion liked her.  Charlotte was probably one of the few other women around Marion’s age who hadn’t been locked down in a relationship with kids yet.  Charlotte was even a few years older than Marion, but she never shared her reasons for avoiding that expectation.

Marion decided not to interrupt her, and she continued to the back of the line, smiling at the few other people she knew from work or through her family.

The process moved quickly to exit. In about 15 minutes, she was to the doors of the space dock.  A security guard quickly scanned her identification wristlet and said, “You’re good to go.”

Marion had no plans to waste any time.  She found her hotel quickly and checked into her room.  She dropped off her travel bag on the bed and looked at her reflection in the mirror.  Her stomach rumbled a bit, but she wasn’t sure if it was just nerves or actual hunger.

She was meeting A’lear tonight.  She was going to see and touch that teal skin.  Her hands shook lightly.  They hadn’t spoken yet.  Not even through the program’s chat.  The program automatically set up a time and meeting place for the two after he had agreed to “make contact” with her.  She had felt so nervous when the notification flashed on her datapad that he had agreed.

She still felt nervous.  Her stomach was turning flips and rumbling at the same time.

It had been a long time since she’d been with anyone, and she had never been with an alien before.  She would be lying to herself if she didn’t admit how much she was looking forward to touching that tail.

Marion had friends when she was younger that would joke about Marion being an “alien sex offender,” because she had always held a fascination for the different physical aesthetics some humanoid species had.  As a young teenager, she had been caught looking at many different alien species in very provocative poses.

“Not an offender,” she told her reflection sternly, remembering her words to her friends, “An alien sex admirer.”

She checked the time on her data pad and smiled, seeing that it was almost time to meet her mystery alien.

She went to her travel bag and pulled out an apple, taking a bite from it.  She continued to take bites from it as she pulled out a black dress.  Turning toward the mirror in the room, she held the dress awkward to herself while holding the half eaten apple in the other hand.  “This is going to be perfect. It has to be.”

She laid the dress down on the bed and finished the apple while staring out the window of her room.  It overlooked the city of Leeto.  The fabricated, digital sky had two suns setting over the horizon, and the lights around the city were coming on and glowing faintly.  It almost felt like she was on a planet, but she knew it was a space station.

There was a sense of thrill and excitement building in her gut.  It was fighting the nerves for space in her continuously growing well of emotions.

Marion’s stomach had settled down and was satisfied with the apple at least, and she walked back over to the bed, tossing the apple into a small trash can.  She slipped out of her boots before pulling off her top and pants and switched out her clothes on the bed.

Pulling the dress down over her head felt empowering to her.  She was off the ship, away from the others in the crew and her parents.  Away from the expectation of being a single woman on a generation ship.

She smoothed the soft fabric down over her breasts, pausing briefly before letting her hands continue down her body.  A burning need was growing inside of her, and Marion found herself breathing heavier.

“I need this,” she thought to herself.  “I need this teal skinned man with a tail to get me away from Perseus, even if just for a moment.”

Tentatively, she reached down and lightly touched her lips through her underwear, and the burning sensation spread.  She felt flushed.

“I need this,” she breathed out heavily.  “I want this.”

Marion shook her head at herself and pulled her boots back on.  She walked over to the mirror again and sighed before looking up.  She took a minute to stare at her reflection and run her hand through her hair a few times, trying to ignore her mind making notes of every imperfection on her body.  This is as good as it’s going to get.

*

It took Marion about half an hour to get from her hotel to the place where she was meeting A’lear.  The program had set up the meeting place at a small courtyard near a busy shopping and restaurant area of Leeto.

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a fountain that wasn’t quite the same as the water fountains she was used to.  Perseus had one water fountain in small park on one of its upper levels, but Marion rarely got to visit it.  This fountain was much different.

Instead of water spitting up from the beautifully carved stone, light erupted from the fountain.  It reminded her of a combination of fire and water.  It was bright, and the lights flowing from the fountain like liquids shifted colors from blues, greens, and yellows.  The lights reflected on the windows of the buildings around the courtyard.  

Marion thought it was beautiful.

There were several people walking around the courtyard.  Some couples and groups were sitting on benches and watching the fountain. Light conversations buzzed around the courtyard.

Marion walked up to the fountain, watching the lights change color intensely.  As the lights fell down into the reservoir of the fountain, they combined into a incredible collection of colors.  They moved as if they were fluid, but they weren’t.

She reached down into the reservoir and moved her fingers through the lights pooling at the bottom.  For as much light that was radiating from the fountain, Marion felt no heat from it.  It was very calming.

“Marion?” a deep voice broke through her focus.

Marion jumped, startled, and she turned to the tall, dark teal man standing next to her.  She hadn’t heard him walk up on her.  He was staring at her with a brow raised and a smirk on his face.  That smirk that he had given in his animated portrait.

“Oh.  Hi,” she stumbled through her words.  “You must be A’lear.  I’m Marion.  It’s nice to meet you.  How’d you know it was me?”

He reached up with his left hand and touched the end of her hair.  He mumbled with a bit of amazement in his voice, “Your hair.  It would be hard to miss you.”

She didn’t have words.  She just stared up at him for a moment.  That light touch on her hair sent electricity down her body.  Her breath was caught in her throat.

“Sorry,” he jerked his hand away, laughing nervously.  “I hope I didn’t overstep so soon.  I’m new to this.”

Marion smiled at him.  “No, you’re fine.  I’m new to this too.  You look amazing.  I’ve never met someone who was teal before.  Or had a tail.”  She glanced around him to see the tail as she said that last comment.  Sure enough, it was there swinging behind him like an excited cat.  Her smile widened.

A’lear laughed and said, “Yeah, my species rarely leaves our home planet.  Not many of us travel or take off world jobs.  I’ve met a few humans on some jobs, and each one of them was interesting in their own way.”

“Exactly what species are you?” the question came out of her mouth before she stopped herself.  “I’m sorry if that’s rude.  You didn’t post it on your profile.  You don’t have to answer if it’s personal.  I don’t have much experience with other species.  Being on a human colonization ship and all.”

“No, it’s not too personal.”  His voice sounded like it was purring to her, and Marion felt the electricity building.  “My people are called the Wi-Tani.  We actually were a nomadic species for a long time.  We were nomadic for so long that we lost most of our history on the planet we’re originally from.  At some point, my ancestors found the planet I know as our home world and settled there.  My people have given up their nomadic ways, and most of us rarely leave now.”

“Oh, wow.  Why did you end up leaving then?”

“Yeah, I guess the urge to travel and experience the universe still lives on in some of us. My brother and I left as soon as we were able.  It’s kind of frowned upon now, but our father always pushed us to go against expectations,” A’lear explained.  He chuckled lightly to himself and quickly changed the topic, asking, “What did you want to do now?”

Marion blinked, coming to her senses.  She’d been so enthralled with him speaking, the question made her feel like she was coming out of a trance.  “Oh. I’m not sure. I just arrived here today, and I haven’t explored too much.  It’s my first time on Leeto, and everything has just been so amazing.”

She gestured behind her at the fountain.  “This fountain is absolutely stunning.  I’ve never seen anything like it.  I can’t wait to see more of the city,” she paused briefly and looked up at him, “and more of other things.”

A’lear cocked an eyebrow at her and mischief danced in his eyes, “Oh? Well, let’s start seeing things...  so we can get to the other things.”

He turned slightly toward a street nearby and extended a hand out to her.  He was smiling at her.

Marion reached out and took his hand, her eyes looking up to meet his gaze.  His eyes were solid black.  No, not solid.  There were specks of color throughout. It reminded her of looking out the windows on the Perseus out into space.  He had galaxies in his eyes.

She had hoped she would get over the nerves after first meeting him, but after looking into his alien eyes and feeling the touch of his hand, her nerves skyrocketed.  Her heart was racing so fast that she thought it would explode out of her chest.  Warmth was building inside her again, and her gaze dropped from his eyes down to his lips that were a shade darker than his skin.  His lips were wide and full, and he was grinning at her, teeth shining in the light of the fountain.

“Oh god, I need to calm down and not try to jump him immediately,” she scolded herself in thought.

Marion’s thoughts were filled with lust as she stole glances of his lean, muscular body.  She doubted very much that she would pay attention to any sights they saw while she was thinking of what would come next.

*

A’lear

A’lear had not known what to expect when meeting this small, human woman.  He hadn’t expected it to go well.  Truthfully, he expected the night to be very awkward as he was out of practice with women.  Marion wasn’t what he expected.

When he had saw her standing near the fountain with the different colored lights dancing over her body, his heart had stopped.  He had stared at her for a bit before getting the courage to call out to her.  He knew immediately it was her.  Her copper hair shone like a fiery aura around her figure.  It fell about halfway down her back in thick waves, each wave seeming to have a mind of its own on the direction it wanted to go.  She was shorter than he expected, though he had an idea that she would be short from her profile.  Humans were generally shorter than Wi-Tani from his experience.  She probably stood up to his shoulders.  He let his gaze fall down, taking in the sight of her ass, round and sculptured.  Her legs were thick and muscular, and he felt his dick grow a little hard at the sight of them.

When he had called out to her and saw her face, he had been stunned.  Her gray eyes seems to glow in the light, and her pale skin radiated.  He thought she actually looked like she was on fire in a celestial way.

Stars, she was gorgeous.

Now as he led her down the streets of Leeto with her hand tightly in his, he felt like he was glowing himself.  Something about her set his spirit aflame.  His brother had been right.  He needed this.  He needed her.

He looked back at her grinning, and he noticed the electricity in her eyes as she met his gaze, smiling back at him.

“What do you want to see?” A’lear asked her.  “Are you hungry?”

Marion looked around at the buildings and the lights that were shining all around them on shop signs, advertisements, and lights from inside the buildings.

“No, not hungry,” she answered. “But I wouldn’t mind walking around the tourist shopping area.  I’m more curious about seeing the different species.  I haven’t met many aliens in my life.”

He chuckled, “You want to people watch.  I can appreciate that.  I know a good spot with a view of all the locals and tourists.”

A’lear led her through the city, stopping a couple of times at landmarks to let her take the view in.

They were entering a large park area that had several exotic flowers and plants carefully placed in a beautiful design around multiple stone paths that weaved through the park.  There was also an artificial stream going through the middle of the park.  One area had a large, silver arch extending over the stream.  Under the arch, many colored lights were embedded through the stream with more exotic flowers filling the area remarkably.   

He took her through the shortest of the trails since it was on the way to the shopping area.  Her hand gripped his tightly as she looked around in childlike awe.  He heard her mumble quietly, “It’s all so beautiful…”

After they left the park, they walked along a sidewalk that overlooked one of the space docks.  

“That’s me over there,” he said as he pointed over to the Solar Wind.  It wasn’t a large ship, but it was bigger than a lot of the others in the dock. It had a sleek, narrow design, and it was painted grey with red and orange accents throughout the hull.  Toward the back and near the thrusters, the name of the ship, Solar Wind, was painted across the hull.

“Oh wow, it’s amazing.  How long have you had it?” Marion asked curiously, letting go of his hand and leaning against the rail on the sidewalk that faced toward the space dock while she looked out at the ship.  The view was created to seem like they were looking out into open space where the ships were, but in reality, they were viewing the space dock through a large glass panel that stretched the length of the sidewalk.

“All my life.  My father gave it to my brother and I when we got old enough to get our pilot licenses.  He was a cargo freight pilot at the time too, so we picked up the business from him.”

“It must be an exciting life, being in control of your destinations.”

A’lear glanced down at her and said, “Not quite as exciting as a colonization ship.  Leaving your homeworld and going out to find a new one.  That’s brave for a species.”

Marion remained quiet at that comment, and A’lear noticed a frown forming on her lips as she gazed out at the dock.  He silently scolded himself. He didn’t want to upset her or cause her any distress if she was uncomfortable discussing her life.  Obviously, she had things to escape from too if she signed up to the program.  Maybe that ship was one of them.  Now he hated himself for bringing to mind any of the things that could be causing her distress.

Footsteps sounded behind them, and they both turned to see two Okrali walking by slowly.  They were a humanoid species with long burgundy manes of hair that surrounded their faces, and their skin was covered in a rose colored fur.  They both wore navy jumpsuits with their ship’s name across the chest and black boots.  They held hands, and they both nodded at A’lear and Marion as they walked by.  Their furry tails swung back and forth in unison as they walked away.

A’lear looked over at Marion and she was staring after them, wide eyed.  She murmured, “They’re beautiful.”

With that moment having broken the awkward silence between the two, he smiled at her and felt relief.  “Come on.  There’s more to see.”

He took her hand in his again and continued down the sidewalk.  It curved around, away from the space dock and went in between several buildings.

They walked along a couple of blocks, and A’lear couldn’t keep himself from glancing over at Marion several times through the walk.  Her hair fell over her shoulders and down her chest, covering her breasts. The black dress clung to her shape, accentuating her hourglass figure.  His mind flooded with desire to run his hands down her waist and over hips.  The dress was short and cut off at the middle of her thighs, showing off her legs.  He also smiled at the practicality of her footwear choice.  Most women going out at night on Leeto would be wearing eccentric shoes to help show off their figure.  Marion’s boots insured she would be ready if anything unexpected happened to her in a new place.

The walk took them about ten minutes, and before they could see anything, loud noises of people talking, shopkeepers yelling, and objects moving could be heard.  The sounds grew louder, and A’lear could see the curiosity growing on Marion’s face.  They turned on more corner, and the city opened up into color again.

Bright neon lights of every color were displayed on buildings and small sidewalk kiosks.  People were everywhere.  There were shops selling everything from clothing to weapons to food.  Tables and benches were set up throughout the street, and there were people of many species sitting throughout, talking and eating.  Marion’s senses were overwhelmed with the sights and exotics smells reaching her.

“Up here,” A’lear said, interrupting her open-mouthed staring at everything around her and pulled her to the building next to them.

“Up?” she asked, eyeing the building skeptically.

He brought them to a door on the side of the building and opened it to reveal a staircase heading up.

“Oh,” she said, surprised.

A’lear chuckled, and they headed up the staircase.  Each level had an exit that opened up to hallways with more doors.  They went up three levels, then he led them down a hallway and through the third door on the left.  It opened up to a large, empty room with two other doors on opposite walls.

“Is this where you kidnap and murder me now?” Marion joked at him, with a small hint of nervousness in her voice that wasn’t hidden by her humor.

“Definitely,” A’lear said, going along with the joke.  “This is where I talk all the beautiful human women to murder them and eat their flesh.”

He noticed the narrow eyed glance she gave him and grinned at her.

They walked through the empty room toward the door on the far left.  When he opened this door, the noises from outside flooded into the room with them, and he gestured for Marion to go through the door first.

Her curiosity was too great, and she didn’t hesitate.  He followed behind her out onto the small balcony that overlooked the busy street below with a spectacular view.  They faced directly down the street, and they could see all of the people coming and going.  There were other balconies on buildings around the street where other couples and individuals were sitting, looking down or just enjoying their own time in the atmosphere.

“This is amazing, A’lear,” she exclaimed and looked behind her at a metal bench on the balcony.  It was just big enough for two people, and she sat down on it, looking at him expectantly.

He sat next to her and looked out on the street, trying hard not to turn and stare at her.  All he wanted to do was look at her.

“What is this place?  Is it an old apartment of yours?”

A’lear nodded, keeping his gaze forward and very aware of the way her dress was pulled higher up her thighs from sitting.  Her bare skin was pressing against his leg, and it took an amazing restraint not to turn to her and take over her mouth with his.

“It is my brother’s apartment,” he said, managing not to sound strained.  “He comes to Leeto far more often than I do, so he rents out a small apartment here.  He lets me use it when I visit, though.”

He didn’t dare mention that Z’bola practically forced it on him for tonight.  A hotel would not do for his first time with a women in so long, Z’bola had insisted.  His brother was staying in the ship while A’lear brought Marion here for tonight.

“Oh, I see.  You brought me up here for the sights, but really, you just snuck me into your brother’s apartment to get me all to yourself,” Marion teased, looking over at him.

A’lear grinned sheepishly, “You caught me.”

“I don’t mind,” she smiled up at him.

He stared at her then.  Her gray eyes lit up at him, and he couldn’t look away.  He couldn’t get over her beauty, and without thinking, he reached up, running his fingers lightly down her cheek.  He ran them along her jawline to the small indention in her chin, tracing the line of it.  “Do many humans have this?  I’ve only met a few, and they didn’t have this feature.”

“No, not all of us.  Some of us do.  It’s called a cleft chin.”  She was staring at him intently as he touched her skin lightly.

“It’s a beautiful feature.  You’re beautiful,” he said pulling his hand away from her.

Marion reached out suddenly and grabbed his hand, pulling it back to her.  She placed it down on her waist while reaching up with her other hand, resting it behind his neck and pulling him toward her.  Her lips pressed against his, and heat spread through him toward his groin.  Her mouth opened against his lips and teeth nipped lightly at his lower lip.  

Her aggression stoked fire in him, and his cock pressed hard against his pants.  He responded, opening his mouth to her and thrusting his tongue into her mouth to meet hers.  Both of his hands rested her waist now, and he moved them down to her hips, forcing her to turn to face him.  His hand fell lower, rounding on her ass, and he grabbed her, lifting her up and onto his lap.

Her legs folded under her now on each side of his hips, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, still kissing him.  Tongues still dancing with breaks for teeth to nip playfully on both sides.  A’lear felt himself growing hard under her, and he knew she could feel it too.  Her pussy pressed into his groin, and his hands gripped harder on her ass.

The moment quickly interrupted as a sharp whistle sounded from nearby, and they broke apart from their kiss.  They looked up toward the sound and saw a couple on a nearby balcony watching them.

Marion

“Oh shit,” Marion gasped.

She jumped up off of A’lear as disappointment and mortification sounded alarms in her head.  She toss a look back at the couple’s balcony, and they were pointing toward A’lear and Marion.

“Oh shit,” she said again.  She stood up and brushed down her dress.  “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.  They are the perverts.  They were probably doing the same thing.”

Her heart was racing, and she looked up to meet his gaze.  That was a mistake.  His eyes were brighter now.  They were still black, but the specks of color among them shone brighter and multiplied.  They really did remind her of looking out into space now.  So many stars.  Something about his gaze froze her.  Her heart was racing faster, and she could feel the thudding of it in her chest.

A’lear stood up, reminding Marion again of how tall he was.  Her eyes were level with his chest.  He reached down and cupped her face with both hands, then he leaned down and kissed her.

This kiss was light and soft.  It was endearing, and it carried a well of self control with it.

Marion closed her eyes, and she heard his voice ask her gently, “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Do you want to stay out here for a while,” he asked with that self control weighing heavy in his tone, “or do you want to go inside to the bedroom with me?”

Her eyes shot open and were met with that bright, intense gaze.  He wasn’t grinning or smirking at her like he had been throughout the night.  There was desire etched over his face, and it was obvious he was preventing himself from just pulling her back into that moment of passion they just shared.

That she started.

“Well,” she said, trying to put some bravado in her tone, “I don’t start anything I don’t plan on finishing.”

That damn smirk broke out again on his lips, and he quickly lifted her up off her feet, cradling her to his chest.  As he turned and started to carry her back into the apartment, she thought she heard cheers coming from the balcony with the whistling couple.  She wasn’t certain, and she didn’t care.

A’lear carried her through another door and into a bedroom.

While the first room they had entered was completely barren of any furniture or decorations, this room was extensively decorated.  A large bed with silver and black sheets rested in the center of one wall.  Along another wall, there was a large desk with several data pads on it, a lamp, and photographs of what looked like different spaceports.  Along the walls were pictures of nebulas and planets.  One corner had a potted plant that she was surprised she didn’t recognize.  It was completely unfamiliar to her.

Marion didn’t have time to investigate any of this further, because A’lear set her down on her feet and dove toward her mouth with his lips.  She met his kiss, and it wasn’t soft and light as the last he’d given her.  There was hunger in this kiss, and they reached for each other’s tongues, breaking for nips and caresses on their lips.

His hands ran down her back slowly.  He brought them lower to grip her hips as he broke off the kiss and nuzzled into her neck, biting her skin gently.  He trailed the gentle bites away from her neck and onto her shoulders.

Marion gasped as one of the bites nipped a little harder than the rest, and A’lear’s hands were going down again.  He grabbed the hem of her dress and started bunching up the skirt and pulling it up.  She let him left the dress up over her head, and he dropped it to the ground next to them, looking down at her.

She felt nervous with his gaze on her, but when she met his eyes, all she saw was hunger and desire.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said huskily.

She kicked off her boots quickly, then she leaned in to kiss him again.  His hands instantly went back up to her body, spreading over her bare torso to her breasts, holding him in his hands through the black lace bra.  Even with his large hands, they were a handful.

With his hands on her, she felt the electricity building inside of her again.  Heat was rushing through her and pooling in her core.  She pressed into him and his hands moved to her back, holding her close.  She could feel his erection grow and press against her, and her instinct was demanding to have it inside of her.

Marion pulled back slightly to reach up and lift his shirt off his chest.  A’lear took over and pulled it off, over his head, and she took the opportunity to reach down and start unbuckling his belt.  

At that moment, she felt something brush the back of her legs and jumped.  His hands had rested back onto her waist, so she glanced behind her to see his long tail wrapping around her and caressing the back of her thigh.

“Oh,” she murmured and glanced up at A’lear grinning wickedly down at her.  “I almost forgot you had a tail.  This is going to be a first for me.”

He bent down and started kissing her shoulder again, working his way up her neck.  He got to her ear and nipped on her lobe, then whispered with his deep, hungry voice into her ear, “I’ve never been with someone without a tail.  You’re very exotic to me, fire haired woman.”

Marion had never thought of herself as exotic, but she supposed to an alien that humans were.  She finally unbuckled the belt and his pants, sliding them down.

As he removed his boots and finished taking off his pants, she stood in front of him, fully taking in the image in front of her.  He did not have any underwear on.  His blue cock jutted up completely erect against his stomach.  It was slightly larger than any human’s she had seen.  Not that she had seen many.  It was impressive.

“Is everything okay?” he asked, catching her staring.  “Do you like what you see?”

She smiled up at him and decided not to answer him.  Instead, she let herself kneel down in front of him, and she took him into her hands, stroking his blue shaft from the bottom to the tip and back down.  She heard his sharp intake a breath at her touch, and she was encouraged to go further.

Marion brought the blue head of his cock to her mouth and let her tongue dance around the tip before pressing it into her mouth and pulling it back out slowly.  A deep moan escaped A’lear’s lips, and his hands grabbed the back of her head, digging his fingers into her hair.  She took him back into her mouth, again and again, going deeper with each stroke of her tongue.  Her left hand caressed his balls, and her right held onto his ass as she kept taking him into her mouth.

His tail found its way around her again, wrapping around her back and resting against her waist while her mouth continued the onslaught onto his cock.

“You’ve got to stop if you want this night to last longer,” he groaned as he put his hands on her shoulders pushing her back slightly.

She grinned up at him and bent back down to give him one last lick from his balls up to the tip of his head.  As soon as her tongue circled the tip, she felt his hands reach down and grab her by the waist, lifting her up and moving her to the bed.  She sat on the edge with him standing between her legs, and his erection pressed against her underwear.  The sensation exploded within her, and she wanted to feel it forcing its way inside of her.

A’lear’s hands still held her by the waist, and he bent down, taking her mouth in his, exploring his own taste in her mouth with his tongue.  His hands ventured behind her and found the clasp of her bra, quickly unhooking it with ease and pulling it off her.  With her breasts free, his hands immediately went to them, cupping them and squeezing them while his thumb brushed over her nipples.

Marion cried out a moan into his mouth from his touch.  Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she felt the bed give way as he pushed himself up with a knee.  His hands went under her ass, and he lifted her again, pushing her further back on the bed.  He fell on top of her, and he took one of her nipples in her mouth, tongue circling it and teeth nipping gently.

With his mouth on one breast and his hand on another, A’lear’s free hand reached down between them and started stroking her pussy from outside her underwear.  He leaned up, kissing her neck and growled into her ear, “Stars, Marion, you’re so wet.”

She moaned again in response, and his lips fell on her mouth again as he reached under the fabric of her underwear and plunged a finger into her.

“Oh god,” she exclaimed as he pulled his fluid covered finger back out and circled her sensitive nub with it before plunging two fingers back into her, stroking her.

A’lear let out a growl and raised himself to his knees, pulling her underwear down and throwing it to the ground next to the bed.

“Are you ready for me, Human?” he growled, his deep voice seeming to rumble through her as his fingers probed her core again, stoking the fire.

Marion buried her face into his shoulder, whimpering from the pleasure coursing through her.  His fingers were unrelenting, and when she dared a glance at his face, he was smiling at her.  His space filled eyes danced wickedly.

“Well?” he prodded again.

“Yes,” she gasped as his tongue traced her neckline and shoulders.

“Yes, what?”

“Fuck me, Wi-Tani,” she cried out.

Without a moment of hesitation, she felt A’lear’s cock slam into her, stretching and filling her.  He paused for a moment and took her mouth with his in a quiet, fierce kiss.  She arched back into the bed, moaning as he pulled out slowly and entered her again.  He repeated the motion and kept going, building a steady rhythm, watching her intently.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you moan” A’lear whispered through heavy breaths as he looked down at her.

She opened her eyes and smiled up at him.  She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and pulled up slightly to capture his mouth with her own.  She kissed him deeply, biting his lower lip as she pulled away.  

She heard him moan in his deep, rippling voice, “Ah, stars, Marion.”

Marion fell back and into ecstasy as he sped up his tempo, fucking her hard and fast.  Her hands clawed at his back.  

She closed her eyes, giving herself up to the sensations.  The burning need in her grew, and she felt it building and building until everything exploded around her.

She cried out in pleasure as her orgasm crashed through her, and she wrapped her arms around him and held on tight as she rode it out.

They went on for what seemed like hours.  He flipped her over and took her from behind.  He pulled her off the bed and turned her around to bend her over it.  She pushed him on his back and rode him while his hands gripped her hips, and she fondled her breasts while he watched hungrily.  His hands were everywhere.  He caressed her breasts, trailed down her stomach and hips, stroked her legs, and grabbed her ass.  

She screamed his name when she came again, and he moaned hers as his thrusts sped up quickly.  He slammed hard into her and finally reached his climax and exploded his seed deep inside of her.  Their skin felt like it would melt together as they held onto each other tightly.

They both tasted salty from sweat and sex.

A’lear pulled out of Marion and laid down next to her, pulling her against his chest.  His tail wrapped around her waist, and their legs weaved together.

She sighed against his chest and said, “Wow.”

“Wow,” he said, chuckling.  “That was perfect, Marion.”

“Not too bad for a human?”

“Considering I’ve only met male humans, I can’t say I have much evidence to answer that honestly,” he said jokingly.  “But for a woman of any species… You were damn near perfection.”

“Hmm,” she mused against his chest while exhaustion began to creep up on her.  Her eyelids were growing heavy.  “I suppose I’ll let that go for now, but I plan to achieve that perfect mark from you.”

“Oh?” he asked.  “I guess we will see then.”

A’lear tightened his arms around Marion, and she felt herself drifting into sleep.

“This is nice,” she mumbled softly as she let sleep take over.

“It is,” A’lear breathed into her hair and closed his eyes, falling asleep to her scent surrounding him.