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"Azure Phoenix, you are cleared to dock at bay 94. Follow the guide path for manual approach. Welcome back." I grin as I feather the thrusters, guiding the ship in between the two lines of light that lead to the less-than-spacious hangar bay.

"Phoenix copies, Pendleton Control. It's good to be back."

"You keep coming here as often as you do, you'll have to change your registry!" Control chuckled over the comm. I chuckled with him, but he wasn't too far off the mark. Over the past few months, I've found myself coming here to meet one client or another to the point where I'm getting over half of my work and nearly two thirds of my profits from Pendleton. Granted, a lot of this work is toeing the line of legality, but it also pays a lot better, and as long as I'm not doing anything explicitly illegal, I'm not gonna say no.

A muted thud and a soft shudder announced the Phoenix's arrival as her landing skids hit the metal deck, and I immediately began the power-down process. "Control, Phoenix reports skids down and clear, lock her up."

"Control copies, docking bay doors are closing, stand clear." I could feel the deck beneath my feet begin to rumble as the massive metal doors began to shut, eventually sealing together so fresh air could be pumped into the bay. Within a few minutes, I could begin to hear noises from outside, a quick glance at the sensor board confirmed what I already knew, the bay had been fully pressurized and safe to enter. "Control shows good seal and full pressure, enjoy your stay, Phoenix. Control out."

A quick shower, a change of new clothes and I was on my way to meet my newest contact. A quick glance at my PDA told me I was headed to a bar at mid-level. Excellent. See, Pendleton base was an old mining asteroid that was beginning to outlive it's usefulness, and as the miners moved out, the fringe elements moved in. Strangely enough, the class of criminal seemed to match the classes who used to work here. The upper levels, once used by administration and management, is now home to corporate spies and those who want to keep a low profile. Unpopular politicians, the occasional CEO who crashed a company, disgraced celebrities, the like. Decent pay, but no risk and everything is completely legal. Lower level, which used to be ore processing and distribution, is now home to the more unsavory elements. Gangs, thieves, unscrupulous businessmen, those who blatantly operate on the wrong side of the law. They tend to offer the most cash, but it's almost always illegal and ALWAYS high risk. Also the job offers I turn down the most. The middle level, which was miner housing and recreation, tended to be home to the fringe elements of society. Mercs, bounty hunters, the odd smuggler. Their contracts tended to turn the most profit, and while some of the jobs violated the spirit of the law, they never violated the letter of the law.

So, as I said, I had an appointment in mid-level, at a bar I've frequented a couple of times before, but not enough to really remember a lot about it. According to the e-mail, I'm meeting a Zuri Amaka to discuss a charter flight. A quick background check of her reveals she has a bounty hunter's license and quite a few weapons permits. And factoring in the meeting location, probably means she's looking for a ride, and as strange as it sounds, those are the contracts I prefer the most. Good pay, mostly quiet, and the off chance there is trouble, they foot the repair bill.

After several minutes of winding my way through the small crowds of people, I finally find my way to the bar, a quiet little hole in the wall with wood paneling and surprisingly decent lighting. As we agreed to, I slide into a booth on the far side of the wall, making it easy for me to spot people walking in and vice versa. In order to help her spot me, I place my hat on the table, leaving my black duster on, both for ease of identification as well as concealing the pistol holstered under my arm. I've never had cause to use it, but more than a few nasty situations have been diffused by its presence.

While I wait, my eyes scan the bar patrons, not because I'm scoping out an ambush or sizing everyone up, but because I'm bored and curious. I'm no super spy or commando, the only way I would know something was up would be if they were all staring at me or if they were all talking into their cufflinks. At the bar, a rat with white fur that stood out against her void-black hair and clothing sat, pda in hand, furiously typing something out. A pair consisting of a male polar bear and a female wolf, sat at a nearby table drinking and playfully flirting with each other. Judging by their muscular bulk and top-shelf bottle of liquor they were sharing, my guess was they were mercs who were in high demand. And off in another booth, across the room, sat a vixen, her piercing green eyes scanning the bar for someone or something. Our eyes locked for a second, we nod at each other, then resume scanning, neither of us finding what we were looking for in the other one. My eyes continued to wander the bar for a few more minutes before she finally walks in. She was impossible to miss, a gorgeous, stunning woman, with an impressive frame in almost every sense of the word. She was tall, certainly taller than me(although that's not saying much), and certainly over six feet, easily. She was clad in dark-grey BDU pants and combat boots, obscuring much of the details of her figure below the waist, but her t-shirt with the words "No Handhold" written on it certainly left little to the imagination, the tight fit only serving to enhance her already large chest. An unruly mop of thick, black, dreadlocks sat atop her head, providing a sharp contrast to her eyes, sapphire blue orbs that were both piercing and mischievous. She glanced around for only a second before she spots me and looks at me for a second. She breaks out into a predatory grin and heads right for me. I'm a little confused at that for a moment before I realize she caught me blatantly ogling her and smile sheepishly as I slid out of the booth to stand and greet her, holding out my hand. She grasped my hand in her own, her grip quite firm, although judging from the muscles clearly visible on her arms I shouldn't have been all that surprised.

"Captain Barsuk, I take it?" She asks, her eyes roaming up and down my body, a grin playing across her lips. I nodded, still trying to keep calm as this woman eyed me up and down like a steak dinner. I won't lie, I got a thrill from her naked interest, but I had to focus and stay on point. Winding up on the wrong end of a bad contract is a sure course to disaster, no matter how hot the woman sticking it to you is. "A pleasure to finally meet you in person, you come very highly recommended by Hendrickson."

"Thank you, he was great to work for. Please, sit," I gestured to the booth before I slid back into it, with Zuri sliding into the seat across from me. Waiting for both of us to get seated, I pull out my PDA and began reviewing her email. "So, as I understand it, you're looking to hire my ship for a transport. First question is what are you asking me to move?"

"People, mostly," she began, her voice low and sultry, with an accent I can't quite place. Upper crust of Alpha Centauri, maybe? Strange if she was. In any case, I force myself to pay attention to her words and not just her voice. "It would be myself and four others, plus gear."

I nod, doing a quick mental check of the Phoenix's passenger quarters. "Someone will have to double-bunk, but it's definitely doable. Alright. What sort of gear?"

"Combat gear, mostly. Armor, weapons, small explosives-breaching charges, concussion grenades, nothing heavy enough to breach a starship's hull. I take it you have a weapons locker you could make available to us?"

Again, I nod in the affirmative. "Barring you aren't carrying a ridiculous amount of hardware, it should fit in the armory locker. So where am I taking you and your merry band of men?" Zuri just grins over at me and slides a small pda of her own across the table.

"Not where. Who," she says, that predatory smirk still plastered on her face. I give her a quizzical look before I pick up her PDA, looking at the screen. As I lift it up, I see a list of faces, and upon closer inspection, I realize it's a wanted list. "Fourteen percent, straight off the top. When that list is empty, we part ways."

I felt my stomach churn in disgust, not even bothering to keep it from my face as I slide the PDA back to her. "No. No no no. No way, I don't work on promises. I've seen what happens to captains who operate on promise, and I have no intention of winding up like them, without their mark and nothing to show for it. You want to hire me, fine. I'll take you wherever you need to go, but I want payment in cash and up front, understood?"

Throughout my entire rant she just sat there, that predatory smirk on her face never even wavering as I went on. She just casually picked up the PDA, slipped it back into her pocket, and waited for me to finish my outburst. When I had spoken my piece, she simply nodded and pulled something else out from one of her pants pockets. She kept it in her lap for the the moment, hidden under the table as she finally responded. "I certainly understand your hesitation, Captain Barsuk, but you've never run with MY team before. We don't let anyone get very far." As I open my mouth to protest yet again, she raises a hand to stay my argument, saying, "I also understand you've no real reason to take my word, as I'm sure you've heard all of this before, so allow me to make you this counter-offer in return. Run one job with us. Just one mark. I'll pay you twenty thousand, up front, and after it's over, you'll have the opportunity to take the cash and walk away. Or to do the smart thing and stay on." She finally lifted her hand above the table, placing a large stack of credits on its scarred surface. About twenty thousand, by the looks of it. I suppressed a low whistle as I eyed the stack of cash. That was enough cash to keep the Phoenix running for months, and here she was, dropping it like it was nothing. Just who the hell was she? And why did she want me and my ship so damn badly? I made a mental note to look her up when I got a free moment. I shift slightly in my seat, not willing to immediately claim defeat and take the money, no matter how much I want to.

"Alright. One run, but I still have a few rules I want to be very clear on." Zuri nodded, still smirking, waiting for me to go on. "One, this my ship. That means when you are aboard, you follow my orders or you find yourself another ship. That also means that decisions pertaining to ship operations, flight plans, and combat. Feel free to advise and recommend, but I and I alone have the final decision, understood?"

Zuri placed an elbow on the table, resting her head in her hand as she studied me for a few seconds before speaking. "You know, you're pretty cute when you're trying to act tough..." That's it, I thought, as I began to slide out of the booth, I don't know who the hell she- That's when I felt her hand clamp down on my wrist like a steel vice, preventing my departure. I glanced over at her to see her looking at me, grin gone, expression serious.

"Alright, alright, I know when to stop. But the offer still stands. Twenty grand, one run. Then we renegotiate or go our separate ways. You'd be a fool to let this slip out of your grasp." I move to sit back down, tugging lightly on my wrist to get her to release it. She doesn't.

"You know that's a HELL of a payoff for just one run, and you have to know that'll make anyone with half a brain damn suspicious. It means you either want me, specifically, on a level that borders on desperate, which I doubt, or you're trying to buy me into something I'm not gonna like."

That damned grin returned as she shook her head, reaching over to pat my trapped hand with her free one. "Well, the truth of the matter is that I DO want you, Captain. But I don't have to bribe you to get you. When I come for you, I won't need money. No, the exorbitant amount is actually your fourteen percent paid up-front. The smallest of the fugitives on our list. So, are you finally willing to sit and listen, or will you let this glorious opportunity slip by you?" Her hand finally releases my wrist, sliding back across the table as I pull my own back as well, rubbing it slightly where she had grabbed it. I eye her up and down again before my eyes lock on hers again. That mischievous sparkle was still there, but it was largely eclipsed by an shrewd intelligence I hadn't noticed before. I had seriously underestimated this woman, and I'm guessing she had done that deliberately to either test me or throw me off balance(although she's never confirmed that for me). I do know, however, that I should never underestimate this woman, or her intellect.

The rest of the negotiations were fairly routine; any non-cosmetic ship repairs would be deducted from the overall reward, I retain full ownership and rights to the ship, and while they're on my ship, I am a licensed hunter, that sort of thing. Standard stuff, really, but important . As we put away our respective PDAs, I smiled over at her and asked, "Now, the important question: When do you want to get started?"

"Tomorrow morning," she answered, a strange smile on her lips. "I would like to tour the ship tonight, however, start looking at who can go where..." I nodded, remembering the fact that someone would have to double bunk.

"Good plan. How about you meet me at Docking Bay 94 in an hour?" Zuri gave me a rather toothy grin and nodded, sliding out of the booth.

"Bay 94, got it. See you in an hour, then." She tossed a wink in my direction before she heads out of the bar, not so much walking as sauntering. As I watched her hips sway as she left, I couldn't shake the feeling that she got everything she wanted out of this meeting. I just couldn't figure out what it meant for me.

I took advantage of the hour to finish a few errands, like depositing the twenty grand and paying the docking fee through tomorrow morning. That way, once Zuri got the tour, I'd have everything done on Pendleton so I could focus on prepping the Phoenix for launch.

I was doing just that, disconnecting some of the umbilical lines when I heard a pair of booted feet echoing down the hallway. I smile as I finish securing the lines, grabbing a towel off of my belt to wipe my hands. Sure enough, as I expected, Zuri rounded the corner. What I didn't expect, was all the gear she was carrying. Judging by the size and shape of the cases, I'd say she was carrying an impressive arsenal, along with either some heavy armor or a lot of specialized gear. She grinned at me as she walked up, my face no doubt displaying my confusion.

"Thought I'd make it easy on myself, get it done now while I had the time rather than wake up early to do it. I cherish my sleep."

I chuckled and nodded. "Definitely understand that, I'm more of a night owl myself. You want me to give you a hand with that?" I offer. It was more out of politeness than anything else, I could see her muscles flexing beneath her fur and I could tell just by glancing at her that she wasn't even the least bit tired. She surprised me, though, by smiling at me and unslinging a duffel bag off of her shoulders, tossing it at me. I managed to catch it with little difficulty, surprised at it's weight, or lack thereof. My guess was clothes, but I wasn't about to ask or check for myself. Instead, I just smiled, slung the bag over my shoulder, and gestured up the boarding ramp. "Shall we start the tour, m'lady?" Zuri chuckles at me as she walks by, giving me a playful wink.

"Such a gentleman," she said to me as she ascended the ramp. I watch her walk up for several seconds, gazing at her hips as they sway back and forth seductively. If I didn't know any better, I'd swear she was doing it on purpose. I shook my head and dismissed the thought, heading up the ramp after her. She was waaaay out of my league. With that beautiful face, those gorgeous breasts, and that muscle tone, I'm certain she could get anyone she wanted. Hell, and that's just the top half, I hadn't even gotten to get a real good look at her bottom half, BDUs aren't exactly the most flattering of attire. I'm fairly confident, however, that everything beneath those pants was just as glorious as everything up top. So what would she want with a short, pudgy badger like me? I'm not trying to sell myself short, mind you, I'm just a realist when it comes to my love life. I've had my fair share of girlfriends, to be sure, but I'm no cassanova. She deserves(and probably gets) far better men than I.

I follow her into the airlock, squeezing past her to open the inner doors and lead her into the ship itself, heading down a short corridor that opened into the common area and passenger everything. Turning to face her, I smile and spread my arm across the room. "Welcome aboard the Azure Phoenix, Miss Amaka. She's a modified Firebird-class light transport, with upgrades across the board, at the expense of cargo space, of course. This is the passenger section, where the galley, passenger berths, and exercise stations are located. Galley is fully stocked, and the exercise equipment is in excellent shape. Would you like to stow your gear before we continue the tour?"

Zuri lowered her crates to the deck, sliding them over to an out of the way spot and shakes her head. "I'll leave them here for now, get everything stowed once I know where it is I'm going to be sleeping. Let's get started with the berths, shall we?" I smiled and nodded, walking over to the small hallway and opened the door to one of the rooms. Like most passenger berths on transports, it was cramped, but habitable.

"Standard sleeping quarters with a sonic shower and restroom facilities. There's three more like this one, same setup. Beds are big enough for two, but I've got a cot available for whoever draws the short straw." Zuri leaned into the room, glancing around at the space before nodding and straightening back up. She smiled at my suggestion, but shook her head and replied, "I'm sure we can work out something that will benefit everybody..." There was something to her voice that I couldn't quite place, a tone that either suggested she knew something she wasn't telling me or she already had a plan. I shrugged it off and moved on with the tour, leading the lovely hyena fem around the rest of the ship, pointing out the cargo hold, the weapons locker, and the engine compartment before we doubled back to the bridge.

I stepped into the slightly cramped cockpit, spinning the pilot's chair around to sit down before gesturing to the other chair. "This is the cockpit, as you have no doubt determined. While we're in flight, I do ask that we keep as few people up here as possible while I'm here, and nobody up here when I'm not, or during combat operations. The only exception to that rule is whoever you pick to provide tactical advice. They sit there and help monitor sensors and communications. Typically, that's the team leader, but it can be anyone you want." Zuri nodded, her smile gone as she sat in the jump seat, turning it to face the consoles. She runs her hands over the instruments, her expression thoughtful. "I don't think any of my team is familiar with this equipment..." she mutters, almost to herself. A look came over her, one I couldn't quite place, a strange mix between longing and...loss....homesickness, maybe? Either way, it would be a while before I could figure out why.

I smile softly at her and get out of the pilot seat, leaning against her chair as I power on the console. The display flickers to life, the familiar green grid appearing. I look over at her and give her another smile, "Don't worry, it's fairly intuitive and easy to learn. I can give you a quick lesson, if you'd like." Zuri grinned back up at me, her attitude apparently returning, "Show me what you've got."

We spent about the next half hour going over the systems, making sure she had a rudimentary idea of how to work it. We'd have to wait until we were spaceborne before we could do a full run through of it's operations, but there still plenty of comm chatter for her to pick up on in dock. I have to admit, Zuri's a quick study. She had the general concept down in five minutes, the rest of the time was spent fine tuning. As I powered down the console, I looked over at her and said, "And that's a basic course, and the tour for that matter...did you have any other questions?" Zuri looked up at me, a mischievous grin on her face.

"That's not the tour. There's one place you haven't shown me yet. The captain's quarters." I blinked and sputtered for a moment, caught completely off guard. I mean, there was no way that she was implying...

"Well, I mean, it's just...what do you need to see that room for?" I finally manage to blurt out. The hyena giggles up at me, giving me another playful wink. "Isn't it obvious?" She chuckles, "I want to throw you on the bed, rip off your clothes and ravish your body." She laughed uproariously at my no doubt shocked expression before shaking her head. "Oh, you silly badger, the look on your face...no, I thought it might be nice to know where you slept in the event there was an emergency that required your attention."

I frown, upset that I had fallen so easily for her jokes again, but nodded all the same. "Good point. Room's right over there, don't keep it locked, since I'm usually the only one on-board most of the time." She looked up at me, smiled, nodded, and then made a dash for my room. I let out a "Hey!" and chased after her, but she had already opened the door and slipped inside before I really had any time to react.

I burst in after her, half-expecting to find her rifling through my drawers or pulling up my browser history, but I instead found her slowly walking around the room, running her fingers idly over the shelves as she looked over my collected pictures and momentos. Zuri picked up the framed photo of me and my parents, studying it intently for a moment before she spoke.

"You were in the Navy?" She asked, a note on disbelief in her voice. I grinned and nodded, walking over next to her to take a look at the picture. It was the last photo of us all together-me, Mom, and Dad, with me in my dress blues. "Yeah, a lifetime ago it feels like. I was a pilot back then, just got my wings when that was taken. Spent four years with the Fifth Fleet out of Capella, then I had to resign my commission." She frowned, tearing her eyes off of the picture to glance over at me. "After only four years?" I shrugged before answering, "Wasn't the plan, but Dad died in a car accident and I decided to come home and help Mom for a while."

"Don't they give you leave for that sort of thing?" I nodded, "They do, but it's only three days, a week for me due to travel time, and I felt it wasn't enough. There was a...disagreement with my XO, and I resigned my commission. Looking back on it, I still have no regrets, but still, I would rather not have been in that position." Zuri nods, putting the photo back down on the shelf. She looks around for a moment before speaking again. "No other siblings, I take it?" I shake my head. "Nope. Just me, Mom, and Dad. A few cousins, but we don't talk much."

"...and no girlfriend? Boyfriend?" I smiled and shook my head. "Girlfriend. And it's been a while since I last had one. My line of work isn't conducive to relationships." The buxom hyena smiled softly at me and nodded. "I understand, it's been a while for me as well." My response was to raise an eyebrow and blurt out an indelicate, "Really? You? I would imagine a woman like you could get any man she chooses?" Almost as soon as the words came out of my mouth, I regretted saying them. Zuri responded by leaning against the wall, folding her arms across her chest as she smirked over at me. "Oh? And what exactly do you mean by a 'woman like me'?"

I stammer a bit, taking a step back as I feel the heat in my cheeks rising. "W-well...you know, gorgeous, smart, an a-amazing body..." My companion nodded as she pushed herself off of the wall, slowly sauntering over to me.

"Mmmm...good points. But you missed one very important fact." I backed up as she approached, flinching slightly as my back hit the bulkhead. "I-I did?" She nods, her smirk now that predatory grin as she puts her hands on my hips. "Mmm-hmm. I could have the pick of any man I want. But you're operating under the assumption that there's always been a worthy man for me to choose from. To be honest, I haven't found any man I've wanted for months...that is, until tonight." Before I could react, before I could even question what she meant by that, she leaned down, pressing her lips against mine in a tender, but passionate kiss. I locked up, my body going stiff from the shock, my mouth opening slightly to let out a surprised gasp. She took advantage of that literal opening to work her own tongue past my lips, her muscle exploring my mouth and wrestling with my own tongue.

I eventually began to kiss back, my body relaxing as I recovered from my initial shock. My hands began to run up her arms, feeling her soft fur beneath my fingers as I open my mouth more, inviting her further in as my tongue begins to play with hers. She continues to hold the initiative, pushing her body against mine, her breasts pressed against my chest. I kept traveling up her arms, my fingers lightly trailing over her shoulders before running down her sides, finally ending at her rear, giving both cheeks a firm squeeze. Zuri tensed up slightly, chuckling as she breaks off the kiss, smirking down at me as her hands reach around her waist to grasp my own. "Cheeky bastard," She said, moving my hands above my head, holding both in place with only one of her own. I grinned back at her, shrugging as best as I could with my hands pinned where they were. "Hey, you started this," I quip, drawing a chuckle from my companion as she shakes her head.

"Maybe, but I'll be the one to set the pace," she whispered, her smirk transforming into a wicked grin, "Besides, you haven't asked the right question..." I blink, confused for a moment, forgetting the feeling of her pressed against me. "The right question, wha-aah!" My train of thought is suddenly derailed by Zuri's hand rubbing against my crotch, my erection straining back against her palm through the fabric of my pants. She glanced down at feeling how aroused I was already before looking back up at me, that grin becoming a wolfish smile. "Mmmm...and what do we have here? Looks like someone's all ready to go..." I let out a gasp and smiled weakly, beginning to squirm in her grasp. "I-it's been a while...and l-like I said...you're a...ohhh..a gorgeous woman with an a-amazing body..."

Zuri chuckled, slow and seductive as she leaned back in to kiss me, stopping just out of my reach to sigh, "You don't know how much that means to me...but I'd certainly love to show you..." She kissed me again, and I return it, with a growing passion and hunger that wasn't there before, spurred on by her teasing hand. My hyena companion began to move her hand up, deftly undoing my belt and pants button, slipping her furry fingers inside both my pants as well as my boxers. I moaned into the kiss as I felt her wrap her hand around my shaft, giving it a soft squeeze, idly toying with it. My hips began to buck of their own accord, trying to encourage the beautiful hyena to continue her tender ministrations. But instead of going further with it, she continued to toy with me, the tips of her fingers light stroking and teasing me, causing me to shudder with pleasure. When we broke the kiss for air, I pleaded with her for mercy. "Zuri, please...I need it, I need you. Don't tease me like this..."

She chuckled again, this one with a bit of a cruel streak running through it as she pushed my pants down to the floor, the fabric pooling around my ankles. "Oh, my silly badger...haven't you been paying attention? You have to ask the right question." I opened my mouth to respond, but I could only let out a groan of pleasure as her fingers toyed with the tip of my erection, teasing out a bead of precum. Zuri chuckled and I shook my head, forcing myself to focus on what the question may be. My eyes screwed shut as she increased her teasing, now stroking my erection, her movements achingly long and slow. "Ohhhh...uh...will you let me go, please?" The hyena giggled and shook her head again, this time her hand moving off of my shaft to my testicles, gently fondling my orbs as she kept her eyes on my face. I opened my eyes to see those bright sapphire orbs staring right at me, equal parts mirth and lust in them. I squirmed beneath her touch as my mind raced. What was she wanting me to ask? I could see it in her face that she knew I knew the answer, the question was, did I know what it was? I thought about it for a moment, still whimpering and squirming from her teasing pleasure. "Can I please touch you?" Zuri beamed as she let my hands go, her now-free hand reaching around my waist to pull me closer to her. "There we go. Now, that, my badger, was the right question. And yes, you can..."

My arms wrapped around her waist as she pulled me closer to her, my hands beginning to explore her back, slipping underneath her shirt. Her fur was just as soft there as it was on her hands, causing me to sigh happily. Zuri let go of my sac, her own hands resuming their exploration of my body, and from the sound of her sigh, she was just as pleased with what she had found as I was. As much as I would have loved to stay there, just caressing and feeling each other out, I was now fully hard, and my arousal was beginning to outweigh my contentment. A hand ran over her belly, feeling the toned muscle there before it dipped down inside her pants, sliding down and cupping her sex. She gasped, and even through the fabric I can feel her heat and moisture. I looked up into her eyes, a mischevious grin on my face for a change. "Looks like I'm not the only one ready to go..."

"Guess not," she replied, the lust now very evident in her eyes, "Let's not wait any further, shall we?" She released me and turned towards the bed, pulling off her shirt and tossing it aside as she glanced over her shoulder, giving me a playful wink. Zuri stopped just short of the bed, her tail wagging slightly as she reached behind her, unclasping her bra and tossing it to the side. Ever the tease, she refused to turn around and reveal anymore of herself than she already has, instead, she placed her hands on her hips and began to slowly shimmy them and her panties off of her body, bending over at the end to give me an unobstructed view of her rear. It was, like the rest of her, gorgeous and perfect, full and inviting, and I could not wait to get to explore her body in much greater detail. Finally, after she gave her rear one last seductive shake, she strode to the bed, spinning around as she sat down upon it, her legs spread, her arms falling away from her breasts, exposing herself to me fully. I took the opportunity to admire her from afar, to enjoy seeing her fully nude form, save for the two gold bracelets on either wrist. Her breasts were beautiful, large but not obscenely huge, with a silver barbell piercing in each one. "Gods, you are so beautiful..." I whispered softly, and she beamed at me in response. She hefted one in her hands, her finger and thumb idly toying with the piercing while she raised the other to beckon me, licking her lips as she did so. "C'mere, loverboy..."

"Yes, ma'am," I grinned as I walked over to her, taking off my shirt and tossing it to the side. I knelt before her, spreading her legs as I leaned down, gently kissing and licking a breast, my hand gently squeezing kneading the other one. Zuri leaned back slightly on the bed, supporting herself one one arm while the other gently rested atop my head, running her fingers through my fur. A soft moan escaped her lips, and I moaned in response, hearing her encouragement turning me on even further. I continued to kiss and suckle at her breasts until I felt her hand on my head gently, but insistently, begin to push me down. I grinned up at her as I got the hint, and began kissing my way down her belly, growing ever closer and closer to her treasures. She shivered as I planted my last kiss on her inner thigh, my face just inches away from her sex. I could see her folds glistening with moisture, peeking out from the thicker patch of hair surrounding her treasures, the scent overwhelming and heady. I leaned in, close enough for a few stray hairs to tickle my nose and let out a hot breath, the breeze causing her to gasp and begin to close her legs.

"Don't you tease me," she warned, but a quick glance up shows her still grinning down at me. I suspect she would've let me tease her for a few more minutes before she didn't give me a choice, but to be honest, I don't want to wait, either. I ran my tongue over her sex, a long, low lick, dragging it over he folds and savoring the taste of her. Above me, I felt her arch her back and moan, louder now, her hands running through my hair. I gave her another long lick before I began to speed up, my tongue lapping at her as she continued moaning and writhing above me. Zuri groaned and whimpered, one hand leaving my hair and going to her breasts, teasing and tugging on her piercings. "Oh, gods...oh gods, right there, more, give me more, please..." I oblige her, letting out another low moan to show her my own arousal at her pleasure as I slide my tongue between her folds, sliding inside her hot tunnel and dragging it over her clitoris. She lets out a cry of pleasure as I lick her love bud, her hips bucking against my face as her hand pushes me even further into her crotch. I move my tongue around it, swirling around her clitoris before flicking it. Above me, I could hear Zuri moan louder now, hearing her breath coming in ragged gasps, a slight whimper to each one. "Ohhh...ohhh...oh, fuck, Denryk, I'm...I'm...oh, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Her back arched and body tensed up as she wailed out, her climax overtaking her completely. I continued to lick her, keeping her on this plane of pleasure for as long as I can before I feel her legs unclench and her hands begin to push me away from her head. I give her treasures one last kiss before I relent to her touch, leaning back on my feet to smile up at her. She was panting hard, but she had a smile from ear to ear and her azure eyes sparkled.

"Wasn't what I had in mind when I asked you to come here, but I'm certainly glad we weren't on the same page..." She chuckled as she pulls me up, kissing me passionately. When we break, I grinned at her and raised an eyebrow. "So, what did you have in mind?" Zuri chuckled and shook her head, "Silly badger, never paying attention...I told you earlier I wanted to rip off your clothes, throw you on the bed, and ravish your body..." I laugh and gesture to my nude form, "Yes, well, there's a slight flaw in that plan as I have no clothes to rip off." She eyed me up and down, smiled sweetly at me, and then promptly grabbed my waist and yanked me onto the bed. I yelped, then laughed as I was hurled onto my own bed, with a very large, very strong, and very beautiful hyena on top of me.

Zuri brushed a dreadlock away from her face as she straddled my thighs, her free hand reaching down to gently stroke my member, still hard and throbbing. I moaned quietly, looking up at her as she smiled down at me, raising herself up slightly so she could better position my shaft at her entrance, the rubbing herself against the tip, coating it with her juices and eliciting another low moan. Her eyes met mine, the unspoken question obvious as I nod to her, not taking my eyes off of hers as she begins to slowly sink down, taking me inside of her inch by glorious inch. Finally, her hips met mine as she took me in to the hilt, letting out a soft moan as we took several moments to adjust to the sensations. She was tight, her warm, wet walls gently squeezing and gripping every inch of me, causing me to gasp and whimper. Eventually, Zuri began to move, raising herself up slowly, before sinking back down on me, moaning with each thrust. As she began to pick up speed, I started to meet her part way, thrusting my hips off of the bed, our bodies slapping together as the sounds of our mutual pleasure filled the cabin. My beautiful hyena leaned over and kissed me, her passion and hunger evident in the act. I returned the kiss with equal vigor as I thrust into her hard and fast, feeling my climax building rapidly, and judging by her breathing and near-constant moans, she was close as well. I broke the kiss, panting as I held onto her tightly. "Zuri...I'm getting close..." She nodded, planting kisses on my face and neck as she rode me. "S-so am I...cum for me, my badger, cum with me!"

That was all the encouragement I needed. I thrust into her one last time, cried out her name, and came hard, my shaft pulsing and throbbing within her as I emptied my seed. Zuri also cried out, her tunnel spasming and clamping around me, milking me for every last drop as we clung tightly to each other, riding out our respective orgasms.

Eventually, we came down from our climaxes, and Zuri rolled off of me, immediately cuddling up next to me, her strong arms wrapping around me. We kissed softly, holding each other close, basking in the afterglow. And it was in that moment, that I knew that this would be way more than one simple run...