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Leona has been enduring some pretty relentless teasing, but I think we all know she secretly loves it! I mean, as the author, it’s no secret I loved putting her through it, ah fu fu!

That all aside though! Those two girls had quite the ordeal to go through last episode, along with the rest of the crew! Junon has decided she’s had enough teasing, and you know our lovely Rashvian is beyond ready to go forward!

Let’s not waste any time, we’re going to jump right into the good stuff, but hey, you never know what’s going to happen when it comes to inter-species bonding!

Let’s jump right in!

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Episode 7:

More Than Expected

-*Captain’s Log- SD: 242 - August 6th Standard Federation Time.*-

It's been an eventful last few cycles, to say the least! Between visiting three systems and one almost destroying the ship, I've had my fill of drama to last me a while.

The blame for jumping into that neutron star system lies fully with me and I need to count my blessings that no personnel were lost or seriously injured.

I'll have to ensure I don't make such careless mistakes in the future. I've got too many people counting on me!

I'd add more to this log, but the look I'm getting from Leona says if I don't wrap this up soon, she'll tackle me!

-*Finish Entry*-

Junon looked over at the larger girl who was sitting next to her on the sofa. She watched her thick bushy tail wag impatiently. It had taken several hours to sort the ship to a safe status. It was a relief, and they certainly earned some rest, but the two had been yearning for each other since Leona’s confession on the bridge. And clearly by the look of her, the wolf wasn’t willing to wait any longer than she had to.

“I appreciate you letting me get my log in,” Junon said as she closed the vid window. A small smile creeped across her face as she saw the Rashvian tense. She knew what was about to happen.

Sure enough, the bigger dog dove on her, pushing her right down into the soft sofa, grasping at the fox’s wrists. She buried her muzzle into the fluff of Junon’s neck and deeply huffed her scent directly, nibbling the soft golden fur, as Junon squirmed and giggled.

“Ha! So brazen… ngh… I suppose I did stir you up quiiite a bit, didn’t I, my pet?” Junon lifted her jaw, giving Leona full access. Her paws were pinned above her head, and she allowed it, since Leona was craving some control.

“Stir up is a kinder word for torture…” Leona snarled as she dragged her tongue against Junon’s throat fur, tasting the smaller fox at long last. “I’ve been losing my mind…” She pushed her snout up against Junon’s, scent marking her as a deep possessive growl rolled in her throat.

“Hgn… I like this side of you… I’m glad to see you didn’t just fully belly up to me…” Junon groaned at the nibbles and rubs, her own paws flexing as she gently struggled against the wolf’s grasp. She could break it at any time, but she felt Leona’s paws tighten to the sound of another growl, and kept pretending she was stuck.

“I’ve been starving for you… I was ready to lose my mind after all the things you’ve had me do and teased me with,” Leona snarled as she started kissing her way down Junon's throat, moving towards her chest through the top.

Junon flashed her teeth. With shocking speed, she slipped from Leona’s grasp. The wolf let out a surprised yip as the smaller dog turned the tables - and her. Junon locked her legs around Leona and casually rolled them right off the sofa into the floor of Leona’s quarters, easily straddling the wolf as she licked her chops. Her mismatched eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Tell me…” Junon cooed as she dragged her paws along the wolf's throat, bracing the other on the floor next to her head.

“T-tell you what, Mistress?” Leona whined, all bravado sapped under this dominant display. Her own paw gently grasped Junon’s and her other moved to cup the fox’s jaw, as she panted up with hearts in her eyes.

“Ha… I want to hear what you did with my panties…” Junon scratched under her new wolf’s muzzle. She giggled as she saw shock and fear settle in her eyes. “Don’t even think of saying no, pet… This is an order from your Mistress…”

Leona gulped hard and gave a tiny nod before stammering out, “I… huffed them in my paw to smell you…”

“Mhm… is that all you did?” Junon sighed as she ground her hips lazily. The wolf, ashamed, shook her head. Junon gave her an expectant grin but said nothing.

But despite her embarrassment, Leona wanted to please her Mistress. Finally, she willed herself to speak, whimpering, “I… huff… I also stroked myself while smelling you…”

“Stroked yourself how, my good girl? Tell me in detail…” Junon cooed as she started flicking buttons free on Leona’s uniform top.

Leona gulped hard and whined but when Junon gave her a fussy look, she caved. “I was rubbing my pussy! Pinching my spot! D-day dreaming about what you would taste like and feel like!” Leona was almost sobbing as she forced the words out.

“Hgn… Good girl… Did you give in nice and hard for me?” Junon parted the wolf’s top, her sizable chest coming into view, tucked into a pink bra that went very nicely with the lighter crimson fur between her breasts and along her neck.

“I did… I’ve gotten off multiple times thinking of you, Junon… I-I mean- Mistress…”

The small fox looked Leona over like a prize, like prey, and the wolf whimpered beneath her eyes, before Junon slowly lifted up off her lap. She extended her paws and flashed a bright, sharp grin. “Come, I’m too old to be rolling around on the floor!” Leona whined happily and grasped her paws. Junon easily pulled her to her feet and pulled her along to the bed.

“So, where are my panties?” Junon casually kicked off her flats and made a show of peeling the current set of dark indigo panties down from under her skirt. She flicked and rolled her tails in the air, arching her back and pushing out her backside for Leona to admire.

“Uh… In my… bed stand?” Leona offered a sheepish grin. Junon gave her a snort and finished unhooking her panties off her ankle, before tossing them at the wolf’s face. Leona barked as she fumbled to catch the damp cloth.

“Go on then… I’ve been dripping wet for you since you held me on the bridge, they’re soaked through…” Junon gave her a crooked grin. “Let me see you do it.”

“J-Junon! Please… d-don’t make me… do that…” Leona whined and folded her ears.

“I want to see you do it,” Junon hummed, stepping forward. “You want to make me happy don’t you?” She pushed a paw up under the wolf’s jaw, scratching gently once again.

Leona bit her lower lip and hesitantly brought the damp cloth up to her face. She could clearly see they were slick at the crotch. She felt a thrill roll up her spine to know their owner, her Mistress, was watching intently. She cupped her paws over her snout before taking a deep huff. Her tail wagged excitedly. The fox’s musk was so much more direct and heavy than the pair she’d pilfered earlier.

“Good dog,” Junon happily sighed. “My dog…” She then plucked the panties out of Leona’s paws, grinning crookedly as she flicked them behind her. “You’ve been a good girl for me, so now come get your reward… I want you to shove your muzzle between my thighs and smell me directly!” She fluidly slid into Leona’s bed, leaning back against the headboard before gently patting the spot before her slightly spread knees.

“Gods! Yes, Mistress!” Leona cried with hearts in her eyes, scrambling to the bed eagerly, whining in her throat as she desperately scooped her paws up under the smaller girl’s knees.

Junon didn’t resist as Leona just shoved her legs open. Her dress was still shielding her petals, but the wolf didn’t care, she just leaned down and shoved her nose right up under the skirt, taking a deep huff, her green eyes rolling up with a snarl.

“Good girl…” Junon pulled her dress back to show off her thighs and to watch her new pet. “Go on… Don’t hesitate… All yours tonight,” she whispered gently as her paw rubbed at Leona’s fluffy ear.

“Gods yes… My mistress…” Leona whimpered as she kissed along dampened thigh fur. Junon had clearly been wet for a while now. Her scent of musk and need was too much to resist as the wolf just finally gave in and shoved her maw right over those fox petals.

Junon rewarded her with a melodic moan of approval, both paws now rubbing the large crimson ears that were between her thighs as though they were handles. Leona was snarling, like some feral beast. Her tongue was frantic as it lapped and circled Junon’s pearl.

“Slow down… take your time… ngh…” Junon panted. Leona growled so hard it vibrated through the smaller dog’s crotch as she shook her head before she snapped down on her pearl, suckling with clear and desperate intent.

“Or don’t… or don’t… oh fuck, Le…ona… pet… fuck…” Junon rolled her mismatched eyes up as she gasped the words, shuddering as the wolf aggressively suckled and licked at her spot, her claws digging through her thigh fur.

“Yes! Yes! Cresh… cha!” Junon barked out before howling a loud, throaty moan as the wolf drove her over the edge rather quickly and skillfully. She groaned as Leona snarled and aggressively lapped at her honey for the first time, her thick tail blurring behind her. Junon panted, “Toth… fuck… oh gods, baby…”

The green hearts of Leona’s eyes glimmered as she earned a new pet name. She loved the sound of it, and the obvious pleasure she’d brought her mistress. She took a few more laps, shuddering before she blinked over at Junon and whispered, “Did it feel good, Mistress? Are you ha- urf!” She barked as Junon grasped her ear and shoved her muzzle back down.

“Again! Huff… I want more, my pet!” Junon growled. The wolf’s eyes burned with hearts as she nodded obediently and began to happily service her owner once more, crimson tail wagging frantically.

Junon lolled her tongue as her obedient wolf got right back to it, sucking and lapping, all while treating her to those adorable growls. She moaned and kept petting the jagged crimson locks of her hair while she worked, praising her constantly, “Good girl… good girl… my girl… all mine… right?”

Leona nodded rapidly with no hesitation, circling her tongue against that spot while whimpering from the pets and praises. She felt Junon’s hips buck and snarled before holding them more securely, sucking at her pearl with more eagerness.

“Good… fucking… dog!” Junon’s paws clenched into her hair, grasping both of Leona’s ears before she belted out another defeated moan, her dutiful First Officer throwing her over the edge once again like she was ordered to do.

Leona lapped at her for a few moments, taking some focused huffs, hearts in her eyes before giving a cute yip as Junon gripped her hair once more. “Again… ngh!” She jerked the Rashvian down again, and Leona gasped but obeyed happily. Shoving her mouth over the smaller fox’s pussy, she lapped, suckled, and even faintly nibbled where she could.

Junon grinned, drunk with pleasure, moaning with approval as her new pet wolf serviced her so diligently. “Oh good girl… ngh… come on… One more…” She groaned and coaxed her new lover, the larger girl nodding her head while the fox kept her hold on tight pawfuls of her ears and hair.

It took a little longer to get that third as Leona’s tongue started to get tired, but finally, she was rewarded once more with the blissful cute howls of her mistress. She was a quick study though and just kept suckling on her pearl through the orgasm, not trying to rise up again, just whimpering with lovestruck hearts in her eyes for the vixen.

“Good girl… huff… huff… my good girl…” Junon groaned and offered a smug grin, sliding her paws to cup Leona’s jaws, raising her muzzle from between her legs. The wolf licked her chops and wagged her tail eagerly at all the praise.

“Am I really your good girl now, Ju- Mistress?” She whispered as she felt the smaller fox coaxing her to roll over and sit back like she had been doing.

“Do you want to be, Leona? Is all of this making you happy?” Junon cooed as her paws moved to unzip the front of her First Officer’s uniform pants, quickly dragging them down to expose the simple white panties she wore.

“Yes! I’m really happy, mistress!” Leona barked out with a whine. She chewed on her lower lip as the Salarian deftly grasped her panties and dragged them down, exposing her own petals now.

“Maybe I should keep a pair of yours… These puppies are soaked and reek of your lust, baby…” Junon cooed as she dangled the newly stripped panties in her paw. Leona folded her ears and let out an awkward whine while her hips shifted.

“Aww… Desperate for some affection?” Junon growled and flicked the panties aside near her own, then lowered herself as she licked her chops. “Go on… spread your legs, let me get in there to please my pet!”

“Y-yes ma’am!” Leona shifted and spread her legs slightly. A thrill tore up her spine and butterflies bursted in her belly as the smaller fox moved right in. Junon didn’t hesitate to shove her mouth right against Leona’s alien pussy, dragging her tongue against the wolf’s pearl. Her trio of tails rolled as she confidently looked up to see the larger girl writhing and whining to her touch.

“I’m already so close! Fuck… fuck…” Leona barked out, tears in her heart-filled eyes.

“Say please…” Junon puffed against her petals before resuming her suckling.

“Please! Please! I’m begging you! I have-” Leona snapped her jaws together hard as the fox sucked hard with intent against her spot, and the Rashvian immediately felt herself thrown past that point of no return.

Her green eyes fluttered upwards before she threw her head back in a loud savage howl, her claws digging so hard into the sheets they tore. Junon hummed proudly, then let out a surprised yip as the wolf gushed against her lips and jaw fur.

“Hgn… why didn’t you warn me you were a squirter, Leona?” Junon teased lovingly as she licked her chops then started lapping at the wolf’s spot once again, intent to give her another.

“Oh… gods… J-Junon… please… I need to come down… first!” She yipped as the fox just shook her head and kept lapping. Leona just cried out in a fully submissive whine as her hips shuddered.

“Nu-uh… Give me another, baby… I wanna taste more of you…” Junon growled, before snapping down to suck, lap and growl against her new wolf’s spot.

Leona’s voice suddenly filled Junon’s mind. ‘Oh my gods… Oh my gods… She keeps calling me baby… It’s so hot… she’s so…’ The wolf was clearly unaware they had already bonded from the intimacy, but the fox was keen to focus and hear more of what her wolf thought.

“Oh my gods!” Leona barked out as her thoughts scattered, her tongue lolling as her hips bucked. Junon parted her jaws to let that Rashvian honey squirt onto her tongue as if she’d just finished giving Tyler or Andrew service.

‘She’s… so confident… and hot… Gods I love her!’ Leona’s thoughts sounded scrambled as she collapsed onto her back, panting and stunned. She panted out, “Please… Junon… Mistress…I…”

“Hum… Okay, take a few seconds to breathe, baby…” Junon hummed and watched the wolf’s tail wagging as she caught her breath. The smaller fox gingerly unfastened her dress to peel off, but left herself in her garter and stockings. She then pulled the snug top off, letting her plump breasts bounce into view, nipples pierced with the thin little chain hanging between them.

Leona’s eyes widened as she huffed out in surprise, her mind racing. ‘Holy shit… holy shit! She’s got piercings too?! I wonder if I’m allowed to give that a good yank?’

“Like the view, baby? Wanna give my chain a little tug?” Junon cooed in invitation as she slipped closer, her breasts swaying in the wolf’s face. Leona nodded rapidly and reached up for the chain with her paw.

Junon gave her a crooked grin and slapped her paw away, then softly, confidently ordered, “Use… your… teeth…”

Leona shuddered with hearts in her eyes as she nodded her head rapidly. ‘She’s so fucking hot! I love her so much!!’ Junon gave her a wild grin, and continued to leave the other dog unaware she was getting eavesdropped on.

Junon leaned back, letting Leona sit up as she grasped the headboard of her bed, then leaned back in and puffed, “Go on then, baby… Hgn… you like when I call you baby, don’t you?”

“Yes… Gods yes… I like everything you do to me…” Leona groaned as her paws settled on Junon’s hips. The wolf leaned closer to nuzzle her exposed breasts, kissing along her left one, even moving her tongue out to flick against the hard peak with the chained ring on it.

Junon groaned and kept bracing on one paw, standing over the larger girl's lap slightly, letting her explore while her other paw gently rubbed Leona’s ears. “Good girl… my wolf… go on, I like them sucked on if you don’t mind the chain in the way?”

Leona grunted and shoved her maw right over Junon’s left teat eagerly, sucking hard, chain and all, tongue rolling over the nipple and its piercing. Junon hissed out from the force but didn’t fuss or resist. ‘I can't believe I’m finally…’ Her thoughts trailed off as she suddenly rolled Junon right over onto her back, climbing over her small body as her teeth gripped the ring, growling as she gave it a tug.

Junon couldn’t fight the moan that came forth, her ears folding as she felt her tug against the ring, then she bit her lower lip, watching Leona flick her tongue out to slide along the chain. It was at that moment she realized the wolf’s tongue wasn’t quite like an earthling wolf’s, it was significantly more dexterous and seemed to be able to just coil against the chain. That explained why she was so good at what she was doing between her legs.

Leona moved right to the middle of the chain and pulled it into her mouth, looking surprisingly cute as she tilted her head as if waiting for the order. Junon just growled and gave her a fussy look as she spoke, “I … huff… already gave you permission!”

‘Doesn’t like being teased… I’ll remember that…’ Leona’s thoughts filled her mind before the wolf gave the chain a good snug tug. Junon yipped as pain and pleasure shot up her spine.

“Gods… H-harder!” Junon snarled while digging her claws into the sheets, giving an approving howl, her whole body shuddering from the pleasure, the wolf giving a proud growl of her own as she yanked the chain in her teeth.

“You’re such a good girl… fuck…” Junon moaned out, feeling Leona move a paw between her legs, a dominant move but one she didn’t mind right now. The wolf pushed her padded fingers to the fox’s own alien pearl, rubbing as she clenched her teeth and gave another tug.

“Yes!” Junon cried out with a shudder and moan, her tongue lolling. Leona whimpered, very satisfied from the obvious approval she was getting from her mistress, keeping the chain taut with her teeth. Her paw deftly pushed, circled, and even pinched at that spot between Junon’s soft, warm thighs.

‘Yes… happy… cum for me love… adore her so much…’ Her thoughts were broken and scattered, as to be expected. People tended to only have cohesive ones when they were having to focus or speak.

“Almost… almost… please baby… please!” Junon whined out, before yowling with a moan as Leona pinched her spot hard while jerking her jaw back to tug the chain taut. The little fox shuddered with a blissful moan, her body giving in yet again.

“Haaa… Good girl… good… Cresh… chaaa…” She slurred as she lumped back with a flop, the chain leaving the wolf's mouth as she grinned lovingly down at the panting fox, seeing faint hearts in her own mismatched eyes for her.

‘She’s so good… even if she doesn’t listen sometimes,’ Junon thought, finally opening up her mind to Leona. ‘Gods she’s adorable though… I’m soooo keeping her…’ She panted heavily as she watched the wolf eagerly climbing atop her.

Leona paused, her ears lifting as she realized she heard Junon’s voice in her mind. She had read up on how Salarians worked, but she didn’t expect it to happen so soon. She gulped and looked Junon right in the eyes, testing the theory and thinking, ‘Did… Can you hear me? Did you say you want to… keep me?’

Junon fluttered her mismatched eyes in a quick few blinks, huffing before she thought, ‘Ah! You heard that? I suppose we’re already bonded, and we’ve not even started rubbing our pussies together yet!’ She giggled out loud as she thought the crass words, hiding that she’d been listening in this whole time.

‘This is… So we already bonded? I feel so much closer to you already!’ Leona’s thoughts were ecstatic, her teeth showing in a grin as her thick tail wagged as she resumed moving over the smaller fox.

‘We are closer now, Leona… But don’t worry, you will still have privacy… This will only happen if we're in the same room or something,’ Junon explained, lifting her leg as the wolf was shifting into a position to tuck a leg under her own.

‘Junon, I feel so much more confident now that we’re bonded… But I really do like you, I hope this isn’t going to be a one time thing?’ Leona growled as they settled into a scissor-style position. Not a pose Junon usually would assume, but it was their first time.

‘You’re insane if you think this is a one and done, baby… You’re mine now, I’m even gonna have you wear that collar and charm for me next time and little else!’ Junon growled the thoughts as she shifted her hips forward, slapping her soaked petals to Leona’s, their gold and red fur meshing as their hips started to grind.

‘Yes… I’m yours… Happily yours my alpha, my pack lead, my mistress… Any other name you want, just stay with me!’ Leona lolled her tongue, rocking her hips as they ground against one another, each bucking and shifting to please the other.

‘The way you held me earlier, and I held you… No way I’m ever letting you go…’ Junon showed a possessive glare in her eyes while thinking the decree and rocking her hips.

Leona offered back an eager grin, looking like an excited puppy, nodding as she huffed and shifted her hips, trying to focus on their sex. The two dogs both lolled their tongues, each shifting their hips, their sopping wet petals grinding and pearls pressing together.

“I’ve never… been in this position, baby… Am I doing it right?” Junon panted out with a small grin.

“Great… just amazing, please keep calling me that… I love hearing you call me baby…” Leona moaned with hearts in her eyes, bucking her hips faster as she felt herself building up.

“Ha… You are so cute… And actually enjoying me bullying you?” Junon giggled then licked her chops, pushing closer with a wet slap of her hips.

The wolf hissed as her claws dug into the sheets and braced. “Fuck… fuck… Gods!” Leona barked out as her honey squirted all over Junon’s own fur, both of their laps drenched in each other’s love.

“Huff… Good dog… Come on, keep going through the orgasm, I’m close too…” She growled the words aloud as her trio of tails wagged.

“Yes ma’am… yes mistress… oh yes my love…” Leona slurred out drunkenly, hearts in her eyes as she tried her best to buck her hips and grind harder. Junon just offered a wide proud grin at the ‘love’ part, keeping her own hips rocking as she was rapidly brought to her own release.

It only took a few more heated moments of grinding before Junon shuddered and gave in with her own throaty groan of relief, her honey mingling with Leona’s as both girls finally easing their hips slower, before they slumped back to the sheets panting.

“Damn… that position… takes it out of you…” Junon panted softly.

“Yeah, but… I really wanted to feel you against me, mistress…” Leona groaned as she also panted in relief.

“Junon is fine for now, baby… I think I like hearing my name too when you say it…” She grinned as she spoke.

Leona whined happily and climbed right over to her, throwing her arms around her neck and nuzzling against her jaw. “Gods… Junon, Junon… You’re so confident and open with things, even after sex… You’re just perfect…”

“I’m a Cresh cha of a mess, Leona… but I’m glad we’re like this now… I also really like you and, well… Can I stay over for the sleep cycle with you?” She already knew the wolf would want it.

“Yes! I’ll make you dinner! We’ll take a shower together, and sleep together! I’ll wake you up with my tongue tomorrow too!” She barked out excitedly as she wagged her tail. Junon just giggled and wrapped her arms around her.

The two of them hugged nice and tight, scent marking one another as their mingled growls filled the air, then Junon perked her ears as she felt Leona’s paw drift between her thighs. Their eyes met as Junon’s thoughts filled her mind, while her own paw moved to push to Leona’s own sex. ‘More, baby?’

‘Yes please… Just touching and smelling you drives me wild…’ Leona whimpered as she thought the words, Junon giving an approving grin as both their paws started to rub and work once more as they drew into a deep kiss. It was going to be a long sleep cycle with not a lot of actual sleep to be had, it seemed.

-*United Space Federation Data Archives*-

-*Equipment Dossier #12*-

Warp Drive Technology:

The avian Traxbesie were the first alien species to make contact with Earth, and would go on to become one of the main founding members of the USF. At the time, Earth was still in the process of colonizing the Sol system, making steady but incredibly slow progress by modern standards. When friendly relations were established, the Traxbesie shared warp technology with Earth, not only making colonization efforts faster, but greatly increasing the distance Earthlings could travel within their lifetimes.

Faster-than-light drives come in all shapes and sizes, but standard units all use hydrogen and antimatter as their source of fuel. Both can easily be synthesized so long as a sufficient amount of carbon is available.

Warp drive technology is driven by a simple process: hydrogen and antimatter particles are compressed with strong electromagnetic pulses. The reaction creates a condensed feedback flux of electro-plasma which then accelerates to the billionth of a nanosecond. The resulting energy produces a drive bubble that propels the starship into hyperspace.

Hyperspace is a loose term for when a starship pushes past the speed of light. When traveling in hyperspace, the very flow of time is greatly distorted around the ship. Therefore, outer-system travel is not for the faint of heart. A starship may reach its destination in a month in Earth time while in warp, while the ship’s operators may only experience a week of time passing onboard.

Spacial fatigue pockets can also be used to create a ‘Warp Lane’. These inter-dimensional points can bend hyperspace to an even more streamlined point. Large spacefaring civilizations near one of these fatigues commonly erect massive gate systems, which bombard the fatigue pocket with electro-plasma. Once the pocket has been stabilized, ships may enter into the warp lane proper.

Warp lanes provide the potential to cross vast distances of the galaxy in a very short time, however, the time compression is even more extreme than standard Hyperspace warps. Most warp lane travel lasts mere minutes, but outside of a warp lane, multiple days may have passed.

-*End Archive*-

Junon furrowed her brow before opening her eyes. Her head was throbbing, but as she reached to rub at it, the pain simply faded, as if evading her touch. She winced and pushed her messy blonde locks from her face to look around. She was in the void, but she wasn't in danger; it wasn’t crushing or suffocating her, and it wasn't even cold.

“Okay, this is new,” she said, hearing her own words echoing back again and again as she just floated in space, thousands of points of starlight all around her.

Then, she heard Leona's voice. “What’s… happening?” the Rashvian asked in her native tongue, head suddenly in Junon's lap, red hair messy and tail wagging heavily into the nothingness. Junon suddenly realized she was naked, they both were. Even her own piercings were gone.

“Junon?” Leona winced as she rubbed her head just like the fox had done, looking confused and relieved as her pain also flitted away instantly.

“This can’t be right…” Junon whispered as she stared hard at Leona.

The wolf gave her a now familiar awkward frown, squirming a little as she barked out, “W-why are you staring so intently, and where the hell are we?”

“Leona… what’s four plus seven?” Junon asked as she rubbed her own face.

“Uh… it’s eleven… Why?” Leona asked.

“What’s five times ten?”

“What? It’s fifty! Is this some kind of fucking dream?!” Leona snarled and looked around, getting angrier by the second.

“If you’re ever having a dream… Try to read something and actually understand it, or if you’re talking to someone and you feel cognitive, ask them complex questions… That kind of stuff won’t work in a dream," Junon explained in a composed tone.

“Okay… So what the hell is all this?!” Leona barked out as she stood and started pacing around, as if she had solid flooring beneath her paws, but nothing but the darkness of the void all around. As she took a few paces away, the ache came back, making her bark and hold her head. Junon also hissed and stood, moving over to her, and the pain eased the instant the girls got closer again.

Leona looked over at Junon, pushing a paw through her own hair, fright evident in her wide, green eyes. “Junon… What is going on?!”

“I have a theory…” Junon rubbed her jaw as she sighed and shook her head. “This makes no sense though…”

“Stop beating around the bush and acting all mystical! Just spit it out already!” Leona barked in annoyance and lightly shoved the other girl's shoulder. Junon yipped but gave her a playful grin, the view of the fox’s smile instantly making her heart ease slightly.

“We formed a bond while we were having sex, didn’t you notice? Once the psychic connection was secure, the sex got better, we both got more energy… and we just kept doing it and doing it until we finally collapsed in one another’s arms!” Junon barked out with a smile as she put her paws behind her back.

“I get all that, but what is this?” Leona asked as she spread her paws and looked around.

“I believe we’re experiencing Lashrey Cha Derheth!” Junon lifted a padded finger.

“Junon… I don’t speak… Wait- How am I even understanding you without a translator on?!” Leona barked in realization.

“Oh, When you woke up and I heard you speak in Rashvian, I just started doing the same. I’m not fluent in it, but I know enough to get by. I think our psychic bond is just filling in the gaps for our brains…” Junon explained with a shrug.

“Junon… You know my species' native tongue? Wait- I’ll address that later…” Leona shook her head before asking, “What the hell is lashy chai derphed?”

Junon snorted and giggled before answering, “Lashrey Cha Derheth is an old Salarian term for ‘Bond of Dreaming’, I… Think that’s what this is…”

“You think?! You’re a Salarian, Junon! Shouldn’t you know for sure?” Leona snapped.

“You’re using my name an awful lot there, pet… Maybe I should have you start saying Mistress!” Junon smirked and put a paw on her hip.

Leona blinked at that then smiled. “Okay, now I know you’re real… Alright, so we’re in each other’s minds while also dreaming?”

“That seems to be the case…” Junon frowned and put her paws back behind her as she looked around.

“You don’t seem very sure…” Leona grumbled.

“This would be the first time it’s happened… Our culture says that Lashrey Cha Derheth is a sign of proper alignment… Some couples see it as the heralding of Nephylle…”

“What is… Nephylle?” Leona asked, looking more frustrated and confused by the moment.

Junon hissed as she looked away, clenching her teeth. “Something precious… something sought after…” She turned her back and doubled her paws into fists, feeling anger starting to build in her - anger over this situation, anger at herself, and anger at Leona.

The Rashvian saw the fox shaking, her paws clenched as she huffed out, “Mistress… Are you okay?” She felt the other girl step behind her and wrap her arms around her. Junon just shuddered and leaned back into the larger dog's embrace, glaring ahead.

Why was this happening? It wasn’t right… Andrew, Radolf, or even Tyler… Why would it not have been any of them? They weren’t Salarians, that’s why, that’s what she had told herself. But neither was Leona. Why? Why did it have to be her? Junon had nothing but questions.

Her thoughts seemed to ease when she heard a deep, heavy growl in her ear. The wolf was leaning over and nuzzling her jaw, comforting and scent-marking her lover who she could sense was upset.

“None of this makes sense…” Junon sighed out loud.

“I gathered that much but…” Leona shook her head and whispered, “Apparently it was a big deal, and you’re upset that it was me and not one of the other three you just thought of…”

“Wait- You…” Junon growled and turned to look at her. “You heard my thoughts just now?”

Leona frowned and pulled away, clasping her paws in front of her. “Isn’t that normal once we’ve bonded, Junon?”

“Yeah… sure… but… not during… this?” She barked and threw her own paws out.

“Admittedly… You said this was your first time too…” Leona drooped her ears and looked away, frowning deeply. “I didn’t mean to steal something precious from you… Something you’d have rather the Admiral or Tyler done…”

Junon felt her heart twist as she lifted a paw. “Leona… that’s not what I was thinking about, okay? I was just… I’m confused and…”

“It’s okay… I’m happy to just be your pet if that’s all you see me as. I know it’s our first night and we’ve only known each other for less than a month… I hoped a lot of things, but… I get it,” Leona whispered. She turned her back, her tail limp.

“That’s not all I want, okay?!” Junon barked out, heat in her voice, furious at herself for hurting her wolf.

“I just want to wake up now…” Leona whispered sadly, and as if the dream was just waiting for the words, the Lashrey Cha Derheth ended just like that.

Junon felt herself wake up instantly, surrounded now by the low soft glow of dim light hanging in the air of Leona’s quarters, warm bed sheets, and Leona, arms wrapped around her waist and head on her pierced breasts. She glanced out the window and saw the unmoving stars, in the exact position they were in the dream.

Junon felt something else too, her fur was wet. Chancing a look down, she saw Leona’s eyes were wide open, staring out the same window, tears clearly rolling down her cheeks, though she made no hics or sobs.

“Leona…” Junon wasn’t even sure what to say.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to ruin whatever that was… I- I wasn’t trying to… At first, as you were explaining, I was getting excited, thinking maybe we had some destined bond or something, but then I could sense your anger… Your anger at me…” Leona sniffled and slowly rose.

“Leona, I just get angry when I’m confused, okay?” Junon frowned.

“Why me? Why did it have to be me? That’s what you thought…” Leona grabbed the bed sheets to wipe her face off, but eventually gave up and just let them fall, staring ahead numbly.

Junon realized in that moment just how difficult it must have been for couples that actually did go through with the bond. Leona hadn’t just heard her but felt her emotions, felt her rage and fear, her… disappointment.

“Leona… We think and feel a lot of things when we’re stressed out or confused… We wouldn’t be the first couple that probably had a situation like this happen after Lashrey Cha Derheth…” Junon moved her paws over to take the wolf's.

Leona didn’t stop her, but her grasp was weak and lacked any willpower, far-removed from the willful, lovestruck wolf she’d been when they fell asleep together. Junon growled and moved in, pushing a paw to her dampened cheek.

“Look at me, look at me in the eyes,” she snarled, as the wolf blinked her wet eyes and did as she was told. Junon could see the pain in them. “You remember what I said about us Salarians and priding ourselves on being honest, right?”

“I do…” Leona whispered.

“I didn’t expect it, so I was rattled, and I was angry… And… I am sorry, Leona… I’m sorry for being upset at you, and I’m sorry for making you cry…” Junon leaned in and kissed her forehead, then threw her arms around her, nuzzling at her jaw. “You are so, so much more than some pet or plaything to me… I swear that… Feeling your arms around me when I wasn’t sure if we’d live earlier… That...” Junon trailed off.

Leona hugged her tightly and sniffled as she whispered, “Maybe that’s why the dream happened. Maybe we had already bonded in that moment before we ever had sex?”

“That could be…” Junon whispered before leaning back to push her paws over Leona’s face, claws raking through her jaw fur. “I mean it… You’re already so much to me, baby…”

Leona offered a fragile smile. “I do like it when you call me baby," she whispered.

“And I like saying it… I like you, Leona… I enjoy teasing you, tormenting you, and dressing you up, but I like you… And now that things are setting in, it just makes me more excited to explore a relationship with you…” Junon pushed her forehead against Leona's.

“A… relationship? You mean that?” Leona whispered again, her eyes hopeful as the two clutched one another again.

“I do… Do you want me to lay off the pet thing and mistress banter? Do you want me to be equal with you?” Junon tilted her head slightly.

Leona shook her head. “I like it… I like being yours… I enjoy you being my dominant pack alpha and me being your submissive pack bitch,” she said with a small grin.

“Hot…” Junon groaned as she hugged closer, nibbling at the wolf’s throat.

Leona giggled and hugged tighter as well, her own growl rolling forth. Then, she bumped her muzzle against Junon’s, tilting her face so their eyes could meet before the wolf drew her into another deep kiss. Their muzzles parted and heads tilted to allow their tongues to tangle together.

Her communicator on her ear pinged as Junon broke the kiss with a groan, “Go ahead..."

“You’re needed on the bridge, Captain… I’m sorry, it’s semi-urgent though,” the comms officer said apologetically.

“Urgh… I’ll be there soon!” She barked out as the call dropped.

“Typical, huh?” Leona said with a smile.

“Right?” Junon groaned but then leaned in to kiss her forehead gently. “I meant what I said… I swear it, you’re so much to me already, baby… So don’t let my panicked thoughts trouble you too much, okay?” Junon nuzzled her jaw as she spoke.

“I understand, Junon… Mistress…” Leona smiled and returned the scent marking before they both got out of bed.

“So you want to explain the whole dream and Nephylle thing to me?” Leona asked while moving to gather her discarded clothes. She suddenly yipped as Junon snatched her white panties out of her paws.

“I’ll be taking those, thank you very much!” Junon barked as she gave Leona a crooked grin and slipped them right on. The fit was a little snugger on her rear than she was used to. “I’ll explain all that after we deal with the bridge!”

“C-Captain… those aren’t even clean and I… huff… came into them," Leona growled.

“Same with my pair…” Junon cooed as she scooped up her skimpier indigo panties and tossed them to the wolf. “Put them on,” she growled playfully.

“Junon… We’re going to the bridge… shouldn’t we avoid going in there smelling like we were just trying to breed one another?” Leona asked, but the tone in her voice was excited as she quickly started putting Junon’s panties on. She gave an awkward growl as she rubbed at her rear. Junon's panties offered no hug against her cheeks, instead slipping between like a thong.

“They’re calling my tail up there while off duty, they can deal with me smelling like my new pack bitch…” Junon growled as she grabbed Leona’s paw and jerked her close. The wolf just hugged her with a submissive whimper.

“All yours Mistress…” She groaned and kissed her neck while they stole a few more moments.

“And so much more… fuck it, let’s pull the trigger and say we’re also girlfriends… Who am I to argue with Lashrey Cha Derheth?” Junon grinned as the wolf jerked back enough to look into her eyes, her own wide at the proclamation.

“R-Really?!” She barked out happily.

Junon shrugged and grinned. “Sure, baby… I already got that little fox calling me girlfriend, let's do it! What’s the worst that could happen?” She barked but then yipped as Leona hugged her so tight her spine popped a few times.

“Yes! I’ll be your girlfriend… pet… bitch… whatever! As long as I’m yours!” She barked the words, sounding proud and very nearly feral with glee.

“Ooph… okay okay! I’m happy too, baby, so pry off me and let’s finish getting dressed!” Junon giggled as the wolf hesitantly pulled from her, offering a lovestruck grin as her tail wagged.

“Hard to believe three weeks ago we were ready to kill each other, now look at us?” Junon mused as she tugged her officer uniform back on.

“Well… they say there’s a fine line between love and hate, yes?” Leona hummed as she finished buttoning her own top.

“Saying you love me already, Leona?” Junon cracked a grin.

Leona yipped and shook her head. “N-No! I mean… I’m just saying that… it … fuck!” She barked and shoved her paws over her face, growling angrily.

“I’m teasing you, baby… I got what you mean!” Junon barked a laugh and moved over to slap the Rashvian on the butt, making her bark again and uncover her face. “Come on, Leona, the sooner we get this sorted at the bridge, the sooner we can get back to our time together, and remember whose panties you’re wearing as you walk through the ship, eh?” Junon gave her a playful wink.

*-*

“Captain on the bridge!” Leona barked out as she walked out of the lift first to announce Junon’s arrival. The skeleton crew of about four members stood and saluted.

“At ease, what’s going on that needed me to pry myself out of bed?” Junon feigned a yawn and raked her paws through her hair that she’d quickly dragged a brush through. Both the girls gave off a heady scent of sex, reeking of one another, and more than a few flared nostrils or averted eyes from the crew acknowledged they could tell.

“I’m very sorry Captain… I feel we needed to get your take on this,” the comms officer said. He called out to the computer, “On screen now.”

Junon folded her paws behind her as the vid screen displayed across the bridge. She could see a hazy blue in the distance of the void and called out, “Magnify…” The screen adjusted and zoomed in to display deep, billowing blue clouds with streaks of ionic energy coursing through them like a lightning current.

“Cresh Cha… a Hyperspace storm?!” She snarled and fluffed her tails. “Those damn things are dangerous enough to move near, let alone be anchored inside!” She growled and looked to the comms officer. “I’m assuming it’s heading our way given your call?”

“Yes, Captain… We’re anticipating it’ll be on top of us within nine to twelve hours,” he said gravely.

“Toth!” Junon barked, hitting her communicator. “Engineering!”

Talleria’s voice called back, “Captain?”

“Talleria? Aren’t you off duty right now?” Junon asked.

“Yeah right! You think I’m going to relax when we’re just floating in the void helplessly?!” Talleria laughed.

Junon smiled at that, feeling a little more respect for her Chief Engineer. “Hey, I’ll be down there to speak with you in about half an hour, we’ve got a situation we need to plan for.”

“Oh for fuck sake… Roger that, Captain…” Talleria groaned as the communication ended.

“Alright then…” She looked over the small group and then back at the screen. “I’ll go speak to Engineering on what our options are, you all keep me updated if anything changes or it picks up speed.” She then turned to Leona. “First Officer, our off-duty time is officially over, let’s get cleaned up then I want you on the bridge assisting while I speak with Engineering.”

“Yes ma’am!” Leona gave a salute.

‘Hold my paw as we leave,’ Junon thought to her new girlfriend.

Leona’s ears perked as she thought back, ‘Really?!’

‘Yes, I want to show you off, my ship, my rules, let them complain to HQ in a few years if they care!’ Junon smirked and turned to walk.

“Ah! Wait on me, Captain!” Leona barked out, the small skeleton crew all lifting ears as the First Officer took the Captain’s paw, but then Leona took it a step further and just locked her arm around Junon’s as they walked, a proud smug grin showing across her muzzle.

The ensuing shower was a heated affair, with Leona even pushing Junon up against the wall to hit her knees and lap at her spot through the flowing water. Of course, Junon happily returned the favor and the half hour quickly ended up turning into a full one.

“I really like your tits by the way…” Junon said playfully as Leona had just forced the surprisingly plump breasts into a snug bra while getting dressed.

“T-thank you, Junon… I really like yours too… I like everything about you… The chain and piercings are so hot,” she said with a loving grin as she tugged a fresh officer’s top on.

“I’m glad you like them… You wanting to get yours done?” Junon grinned as she adjusted her stockings and garter, still topless for now as she fingered her own chain playfully.

“Ah! A-are you saying you’d like me to have them for you, Mistress?” Leona asked in a demure tone, giving a small grin as her tail wagged.

“Hmm… I think you’d look hot in some piercings, but… I draw the line at asking you to pierce or modify your body, Leona… I’d like to see you in some, but I won’t ask or demand it, you know?” Junon grinned as she started putting her own bra back on, Leona watching as she seemed adept at getting the chain tugged out of the way to clasp it.

“Thank you, Junon… I’ll think on it, okay?” Leona brought her pants up, then took a seat to put on her boots.

“Maybe I should put you in a dress like me and some flats… It’d be fun to see you like that on the bridge!” Junon barked cheerfully then frowned as she remembered what was going on.

“Sorry for distracting you in the shower…” Leona frowned, feeling her emotional shift.

“Wait… I didn’t think anything, Leona?” Junon cocked a brow.

“No, but I felt your tension return about the hyperspace storm?” Leona tilted her head while lacing her boot.

“Hold up! You… felt… my tension? You are sensing my emotions?” Junon barked as she pointed to herself.

“Isn’t that how the bond works?” Leona tilted her head.

“Sure, when we’re, like, touching and fur to fur… I’m standing across the room… You shouldn’t be able to sense anything short of hearing my thoughts!” Junon cried out in frustration, then lifted her own ears as she felt a shift as well. She focused on that feeling… She could feel Leona’s own emotions: concern and fear, like she’d done something wrong. “Cresh cha… I can feel your anxiety…” Junon whispered.

“Sorry! I just feel like I’ve done something wrong?” Leona gave her a frown.

“No! No baby, you’ve not done anything wrong I promise, this is just all… None of this makes sense…” Junon shook her head and walked over after slinging her vest on. “It’s fine… It’s fine… We’ll figure this out and we’ll talk about it later… Come to my quarters tonight, okay?”

“I’d love to… Shall I bring some wine?” Leona smiled eagerly.

“Yes… and wash those teal panties and return them to me, preferably with them on you so I can make them a mess all over again!” Junon barked lovingly as she stole a quick kiss before backing up.

“Aye aye, Captain!” Leona offered a playful salute and grinned.

Junon offered her own before wheeling on her flats as she spoke, “Get to the bridge and let me know if anything has changed, okay baby?”

“Will do… Dalrae?” Leona threw the words out with a curious smile.

“I said I spoke some Rashvian, but not well. What does that mean?” Junon smirked.

“You have a ship computer, why not look it up?” Leona playfully called out with a grin.

“Computer! Translator, Rashvian, key word, Dalrae!” Junon barked out, Leona looking shocked and nervous she was doing it on the spot.

“Dalrae - hypocorism - A term used to show endearment, often towards a spouse. Commonly used by married partners, or dating couples. Notable examples would be - Dear, Honey, Love, Darling, Etcetera…”

Junon grunted and felt her heart flutter before giving the Rashvian a strong glare. Leona bit her lower lip as she felt her own tail stiffen, feeling the frustration, anger, and giddiness from her new lover, and wondering which one was directed at her.

“I’ll… Allow it!” Junon barked out in a haughty yip, her voice going higher than she’d like before she stormed out of her quarters, her trio of tails fluffed in a rolling wag.

-*United Space Federation Data Archives*-

-*Species Dossier #183*-

Denlazi:

Natives of the world of Denlazious, in the star system of Barrious-Rhime. This species is made up entirely of female members who can freely reproduce with any of their kind, as well as most alien species. Over the last few decades, as the Denlazi continue to integrate with foreign cultures, various hybrid-fawn have been populating their ranks.

Denlazious is frigid and nearly completely frozen over, but the planet has a ‘ring’ of thawed land and ocean at its equator that is warm enough to sustain terrestrial and aquatic life. Most Denlazi sport thick coats of wooly fur to insulate their bodies in this harsh environment, colored in whites, grays, soft blues, or even pale violets. Denlazi of more recent generations, or those who have grown up in off-planet colonies, may have significantly thinner coats, thanks to advances in habitable environmental controls. In either case, the common coloration remains.

Similar to the Cervidae genus of the Sol system, Denlazi have elongated snouts, short perked ears, hooved extremities, and large racks of antlers on their heads. However, their antlers are not commonly used for combat; rather, they have communicative purposes. A felt-like membrane blanketing the antlers directly connects to the emotional centers of their brains, harmonizing with their current emotional state. Anthropologists theorize that this evolution helped their ancestors communicate in conditions where talking may have attracted predators or been ineffective due to loud gales.

The felt on a Denlazi’s antlers is made up of millions of tiny phosphorescent nubs that will shift in color based on their emotional state, growing more brightly apparent as the emotions grow in strength. For example, a Denlazi’s antlers will turn orange or red when they are stressed, cool blue when they are relaxed, or bright white when they are in an excitable state.

Denlazi are a relatively peaceful people. There are very few records of significant wars or skirmishes between political entities, likely in part to the harsh living conditions forcing them to lean upon one another for continued survival. The Denlazi made first contact with the Rashvian Khanate early into their first years of space travel, and the two empires have maintained an amicable relationship. The lack of enmity or opportunistic attempts to subjugate this peaceful, physically weaker species could be due in part to the Khanate’s respect for the Denlazi’s similar female-only society.

-*End Archive*-

The acrid smell of machinery, oil, and sweat filled Junon’s nose as she stepped into Engineering. The combined odors reminded her of her grandfather growling and snarling as he worked on his racing drones, making her smile fondly.

“Captain, you'll excuse me… If I don't… salute just… Yet!” Talleria snarled from down below on the second floor of the main engine block floor, clearly pulling a wrench that looked large enough to double as a club.

“Don't worry about it, Chief Engineer… Let's dispense the formalities entirely for now… Could you use a paw?” Junon was already making her way down the metal steps to the lower level.

“You need to ask? Huff… normally this wouldn't be too much, but…” The doe gave a huff, her horns icy blue, showing she was focused and in her zone.

“Say no more, Talleria…” Junon moved over to grasp the large wrench, giving a shove as the Danlazi pulled with a snarl. Even with Junon’s help, it took quite a bit of effort from both of the girls before the massive bolt loosened.

“Damn it… Stubborn bastard!” Talleria sighed out before slinging the wrench to the side with a loud ear-piercing clatter of metal pinging off plasticrete.

“Talleria, have you even slept?” Junon asked with concern. The doe's outfit was caked in grease and grime, and her bright blue locks of hair were plastered against her forehead with sweat.

“Yeah, I got a rest cycle of about two hours in,” Talleria explained.

“Two hours isn't much, Chief Engineer…” Junon growled in a fussy authoritative tone.

Talleria looked confused as she panted, then shook her head. “Captain, we Denlazi only need about three to four hours of sleep for every cycle or so… Trust me, my two hours would be like you getting six.”

“Is that right? That must be nice!” Junon barked out as the doe walked over to the workbench, grabbing up a bottle of what looked like some kind of protein drink. There were about eight similar bottles stacked near the reclamation system waiting to be broken down.

“Sure, but we also require about three times the nutrition an earthling would need for a day, so there's trade-offs, not to mention our biology is strictly herbivore, so protein and calories can be challenging,” Talleria explained between sips as if anticipating the questions she was about to get.

“Fascinating…” Junon rubbed her jaw in thought, then shook her head. ”Anyway… About why I'm here…”

“It's about the storm, yeah?” Talleria asked.

“How did you know?” Junon tilted her head as she spoke.

“You familiar with the earthling concept of Murphy's Law?” Talleria asked with a grin.

“Can’t say I am, I just sleep with earthlings, not study their culture!” Junon laughed, trying to act casual with her.

“Heh! You go get it, Cap!” Talleria grinned before finishing off the protein shake and tossing the container over towards the other pile, snorting at it. Then her purple eyes looked back at the fox. “Anyway… the saying is… If something can go wrong, it probably will!”

“Sounds pretty pessimistic, but I can respect the notion…” Junon sighed and folded her arms.

“Anyway… I started casually scanning the radar from here in Engineering while I worked on our reactor and engines…” Talleria said as she pointed to a vid window that showed the ominous approach of the Hyperspace storm.

“You impress me, Chief Engineer…” Junon gave her an approving nod. “Then you understand clearly why I was concerned.”

“And you now understand why I’ve only taken two hours of sleep!” Talleria explained as she pulled up a new vid window and started showing diagnostics while speaking. “Even with a fully working shield generator and batteries, I’d tell you we’d be mad to try to ride it out… I’ve got the warp drives up to about… forty percent…”

“So you think we should try to outrun it?” Junon asked while stepping next to the doe, looking at the display window.

“I think it’s better than shoving our heads in the sand and waiting for it to kill us, yes!” Talleria then sighed as she brought up schematics of the engine and reactor. “Captain… I won’t mince words… I can get us to a barely functional warp… It’d be about the effect of four times impulse speed. We’d outrun the storm, but that’s about all we’d do. I can’t work on repairing a ship engine and reactor that is in use… I can work on shields though…”

“I mean you said it yourself, it’s that or let it tear us apart, we didn’t escape a neutron star just to get killed by something so stupid as a hyperspace storm,” Junon sighed.

“About that… Who was the dumb motherfucker that thought to jump straight to a blue star system without dropping out of warp early to scan it further? Even the most basic pilot or navigator knows blue stars are dangerous as much as they are profitable!” Talleria snarled over at Junon, then frowned, realizing she had her answer right away from how the fox reacted.

Junon’s ears folded as she hissed and looked away, her paws clenching into fists. “I’m the dumb motherfucker you’re looking for… I let my excitement get the best of me… and… Well, here we are…” She sighed the words as she turned away.

“Damn… Sorry for sounding so harsh there, Junon…” Talleria whispered.

“No, it’s warranted, and I deserve worse… I put every soul on this ship at risk… I could have killed the whole crew…” She looked down at her flats while snarling.

Talleria sighed and moved over to her, slapping a paw on her shoulder. Junon had to crane her neck back to look up at the taller deer. “Then you’ve already gotten past the biggest hurdle… You’re owning what you did, and no one is dead… Learn from it and do better, right?”

“You’re right… Sorry, I’ve put so much work on you, Talleria…” Junon sighed as she straightened herself and lifted her ears.

“Hey, for what it’s worth? I love working on this shit, I’m at my best when I’m tearing stuff apart or trying to put it back together!” The doe gave her a bright grin and rubbed under her own snout.

“Thanks for being a good sport, Talleria… Anything I can do to help down here?” Junon asked with a smile.

“Aren’t you off duty, Captain?” She put a hooved paw on her hip with a smile of her own.

“I got back on duty the moment I saw that storm bearing down on us. If you can use an assistant to help, I’ll do what I can!” Junon growled and gave the Denlazi a stubborn look.

Talleria grinned and flicked her own fluff of tail. “Alright, Junon, but none of this title stuff while we’re working, names only and swearing is always allowed!”

“Roger that!” Junon grinned and tugged her jacket off, tossing it on the workbench, showing off her plump breasts in the form-fitting top as she rolled her shoulders out and limbered up.

Talleria stared upon her intently, a look Junon was very familiar with, the fox’s teeth showing in a knowing grin as she put her paws on her hips. “What’s going through that head of yours, Denlazi?” She cooed playfully.

“You’re just really pretty, Junon,” Talleria muttered, before clearing her throat and looking away. “Sorry, I’m not great with social interactions, I’m an engineer for a reason, you know? I do better with machines than other species!”

“Oh, don’t be sorry, Talleria! I’m flattered that you think so. And I think you’re very cute as well, even if you do have a sassy mouth on you!” Junon giggled and walked up to lightly slap the deer on the shoulder. “Come on, let’s get to work, cutie!”

Talleria trilled out a cute little huff at the intimate pet name and nodded several times, her antlers starting to shift to a paler blue from the embarrassment. Junon as always felt empowered to know she had a fan, her hips walking with a purposeful sway and tails wagging confidently as she strutted over to pick up the discarded wrench. As she was bending over to collect the tool, she lifted her tails slightly to give the doe a glance, showing off the simple white panties on her round backside, Leona’s panties.

“Geeze…” Talleria hissed out and quickly turned away, giving an awkward huff as she seemed to forget where she was or what she was doing. After a few moments of conflicting emotions, she popped open a vid display and stammered out, “Right… right… if we work hard, we might be able to squeeze more power out of the engine…”

“Squeeze more out eh?” Junon shouldered the large wrench, grinning as the doe looked back at her nervously, the fox smelling the proverbial blood in the water. Hey, she may have had an interesting soul-bound dream session and Leona might end up being so much more than she thought. And maybe they had bigger priorities, such as a hyperspace storm threatening to rip them apart. But she couldn’t pass up the chance to expand her interspecies relations, right?

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