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We left Tyler in quite a situation last episode, now didn’t we? Our little Earthling fox might have bitten off more than he could chew, but I don’t think any of us can blame him! I wouldn’t mind that wolf giving me a few nibbles, you know what I’m saying?

Leona has shown she’s a wolf of many talents, but we’ve not seen her with a male before! She’s warned Junon how she’ll get, but I’m not sure if even the Captain realizes what Tyler might be getting himself into!

Well, there’s more going on than just the fox and wolf having their little duel, but I don’t want to get too wordy here or spoil things, so without further adieu.

Let’s jump right in!

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Episode 9:

Unexpected Arrangements

-*Captain’s Log- SD: 242 - August 11th Standard Federation Time.*-

The ship is finally underway back to the main fleet, and we expect to arrive within two more cycles, give or take. I’ll admit it has already been quite an interesting adventure and I’m filled with pride that my bridge crew is willing to saddle themselves with some of the responsibility over the neutron star, but I know ultimately it was my choice, I’ll simply have to do better for such a fine crew.

Speaking of fine crew, I told Leona about the situation of us potentially being stuck on this side of the warp lane. She handled it with the calm and grace I suspected she would, but I certainly didn’t expect the following situation with her and Tyler!

Perhaps I should talk Tyler and her out of that duel. Tyler is an accomplished swordsfox, it’s true, but Leona is a Rashvian, they are exceptionally adaptable at martial combat, and even I’ve been impressed with how quickly she’s grown in the swordplay I’ve taught her!

Then again… A little part of me wants to see it play out… No, no! I should look at this as a Captain, not a horny vixen! I need my officers getting along and Tyler is not the type to be some pet, nor is Leona the type to… Well, I’m not sure… I mean do I really know them both so well after only a month or so of knowing them?

This is all so heavy on my conscience and I’m the one that instigated it. Damn it, Junon, why do you think so much with your pussy and less with your brain!? I better talk to them both, order them that if they have the match, it has to be casual, with no stakes, much as I’d enjoy seeing the fallout of it… I’m this ship’s Captain first, I have to act accordingly.

-*Finish Entry*-

The morning at the bakery had been fraught with tension between the Rashvian and Earthling, but they sorted themselves enough to work. Likewise, their time on the bridge together was strictly professional, despite the looming duel that was coming up.

Finally, the time came. The two of them found themselves in the holosuite with Junon in the familiar dojo simulation, each dressed in workout gear with practice swords.

“Hmph… You may be adept at using a sword, little fox, but I’ve been practicing, so don’t think I’ll be as flatpawed as you’re hoping!” Leona growled as she spun her sword a few times in her grasp.

“I simply rose to the challenge you offered, and chose the medium best suited to me. I’d have done so even if you were a master fencer, Leona.” Tyler stood with his sword at his side, calm and composed.

Junon hissed through her teeth and put her paws on her hips. “Yeah… I need to talk to you two before we go through with this… As your… Captain, not as your mate.”

Both of her officers and lovers lifted their ears, giving her their attention. She saw their postures straighten at the mention of speaking as the Captain.

The Salarian sighed and rubbed one arm as she explained, “I got really excited at this idea, I know I’m the one that got you two here, because it was fun and I wanted to see it play out, but…” Junon focused her gaze at the both of them, her tone shifting to become more authoritative. “I apologize for leading you two down this path, but as Captain of this ship, I must insist that if you two have this match, it has to be for no stakes whatsoever!”

Leona lifted her fluffy red ears and cocked a brow as she spoke, “Interesting… May I ask why, Captain?”

“Because you two are my officers and I do not need contempt or power lorded over your minds while you’re on duty,” Junon said with a frown.

“Captain, me and Officer Sussnel are professionals, have either of us let our relationship with you inhibit our performance in any way while on duty?” Tyler asked in his own respectful tone. Leona gave him an approving lift of her muzzle at his words.

Junon puffed and shook her head as she responded, “No, but neither of you bonded with me through-”

“Captain… You and I literally had a fistfight before we sorted ourselves. You almost broke my jaw and I almost broke your knee,” Leona said dryly.

Tyler turned to Leona as he spoke confidently. “Leona, I do not need stakes in this match. I simply want you to respect me, respect my relationship with Junon, and not treat me like some sniveling pup.”

“You earn respect, fox… but I’ll admit, even now you win more with me by how you speak. Still, I will see what mettle you have, and just as our lover has her selfish motivations…” Leona showed her sharp teeth in a wide grin as she pointed the sword straight at the younger fox’s snout. “I’ve yet to have a proper conquest, and I’ve found a worthy one in you…”

Tyler yipped awkwardly at the tip of the training sword in his face, his heart pounding as the larger girl gave him a hungry grin. Junon just huffed excitedly and wagged her tails as she barked out, “You are so fucking hot… Fine! So long as you aren’t going to let it affect your on-duty time!”

“You won’t beat me staring at my tits, Earthling…” Leona growled as she moved the tip of the training sword under Tyler's jaw, lifting it so he’d look her more squarely in her fierce green eyes, an amused growl in her throat.

“Ngh… Well, Junon isn’t the only one that thinks you’re hot, Leona, but I know words won’t satisfy you, so…” Tyler stepped back and gave a composed snort as he set his stance with the training sword.

“You get it… I like that… I like you…” Leona grinned as she swung her sword out before setting her own stance, but hers looked more open and reckless, compared to Tyler’s which looked more surgical and professional.

“So, how many points and- Guh!” Tyler yipped as Leona pounced forward, her sword drawn in an overhead chop he barely countered, her sheer strength making his arms start to buckle as they barely held the blow.

“Points this… points that… Just show me your mettle, Earthling!” She barked in his face before giving him a powerful shove that sent him staggering back several paces. The Rashivian swung her sword out before setting her stance again.

‘Fuck… She’s really hot…’ Tyler thought to himself as he set his sword and gulped.

‘You really like girls that can toss you around, don’t you, babe?’ Junon thought back to him with a lazy grin, having done her own fair share of dominating the young fox in sparring matches.

Leona barked as she looked between the two of them, “I can see your eyes darting back to Junon! You better pay attention to me, or I’ll be having Claris patch you up!” Leona let out a feral howl as she lunged in again.

This time Tyler was ready for the sweep that was coming, deflecting the blow to send it off course rather than meeting it full strength. Leona snarled from the parry, then gave a startled bark as the training sword whirled around and cracked straight down on her shoulder. The bamboo-like material let out a heavy THWACK as it hit her furred flesh. The wolf fell back with an angry snarl, rubbing her shoulder with her free paw, crimson tail whipping about in frustration.

Tyler gave her a focused glare as he set his own sword once more, his own thick black tail slowly swaying. “Don’t just come rushing in on me and expect results, Leona… I’ll send you back with bruises every time,” he calmly growled, holding his position.

“I did warn you that he was a defensive fighter. If you push in recklessly this whole match, you’re gonna lose! You should remember some of the things I’ve taught you and shelve your ego, my pet!” Junon giggled.

Leona glared at her, but her eyes quickly cleared as she gave a composed snort through her nose and eased her stance.

“Need a Coach, Rashvian?” Tyler teased with a smile.

“Shut up,” Leona barked and lunged in again, but this time the attack wasn’t so frantic.

Tyler parried it, but his counter wasn’t able to connect as Leona defected the retort and struck again, using her strength to an advantage to make each blow stagger the smaller fox as he back pedaled with each counter.

“Shit!” Tyler yipped as his footpaw’s brushed the edge of the mat, the out of bounds ring of the sparring zone. Rules didn’t matter but instincts made him try to avoid and pivot to the side and when he did the wolf barked and thrust forward, sending the training sword off course from his attempt to parry.

“Worried you’d cross the line, Ty?!” Leona barked out as she brought the training sword forward and jabbed him right in the chest with the tip for the supposed point.

“That wasn’t a legal move!” He growled in frustration and glared at her.

“We didn’t establish rules, now did we!?” Leona offered him a challenging grin and grabbed his wrist that held his sword, the young fox widening his eyes as she pulled him closer, a dominant growl in her throat.

“F-fuck…” He shuddered at her strength and proximity, watching the larger, older girl licking her chops. She dropped her own sword and jerked him closer, her free paw now grasping his hip.

“Drop the sword,” she growled right in his face.

The smaller dog shuddered at her confidence, but glared and tightened his grip on the handle. The Rashvian cooed excitedly and in a flash shoved him down to the mat onto his back, her paws grasping his wrists and pinning them above his head. The young fox still clutched the training sword, but his eyes were wide, clearly intimidated.

“Cresh cha! This is hot!” Junon barked happily.

“It’s over… let go of the sword…” Leona cooed. Her bright green eyes shimmered confidently, as she leaned in and took in a nice, heady huff of air near the young earthling’s throat. She licked her chops at his musky scent.

“L-Leona, that was hardly a fair maneuver and, and-” He hissed through clenched teeth as the larger girl squeezed his wrists and leaned closer, dragging her tongue against his throat.

“Doesn’t matter… let… go… now…” She growled into his large dark ear, making the fox shudder.

Finally, hesitantly, his grip eased, until the handle of his training sword slipped from his paw and fell to the mat with a soft, dull thud.

“Good boy…” Leona snarled proudly, then rocked back and hauled Tyler right up into her lap as she sat down on the mat. “How’s it feel to obey?” she puffed into his ear while jerking him close, her right paw pushing up to his chest, claws digging into his shirt.

“You’re really… strong,” he stammered out, then gasped as the wolf slid her free paw back to grasp his tail, her fingers wrapping around the base, her other paw moving up to grasp his jaw, tilting his head.

“You smell good… Would you two like to know a secret?” Leona asked while nibbling at Tyler’s throat, feeling the younger fox’s tail wagging in her grasp.

“Yes! Yes yes yes! Tell us!” Junon cooed as she moved over and sat on her knees next to the two of them, her teeth showing in an excited grin, her mismatched eyes glittering with mischief.

“W-what?” Tyler huffed out nervously but didn’t resist as she pawed and love-nipped his throat.

“You’re my first male, little fox… I always felt that just purchasing a suitor was… crass… I wanted to take one… and look what I’ve got my paws on now…” Leona dug her claws into his chest, her other set raking through his thick soft tail fur.

“Now... I-I didn't say I was…” Tyler stammered as she dragged her tongue up his throat and shifted her paw from his chest to grip his muzzle, jerking his head and forcing him to look her dead on.

“Then pull from my arms and run away, little fox…” Leona whispered right against his lips as Tyler gave a small gulp, his nose twitching at her heady scent.

“I had a feeling it'd go this way, if this is too much on you, babe, we'll stop here. Want me to call my pet off?” Junon cooed as her tails wagged. Leona’s predatory front broke for just an instant as she gave her Mistress an adoring grin.

“I'm… Not wearing a collar or being your pet, you understand?” Tyler whispered, his curiosity and horniness betraying his better judgements.

“We'll see…” Leona growled as she nibbled at his throat, her paw pushing casually up against the smaller dog's workout pants, cupping the hard bulge that was there. “Hgn… You're a little adrenaline addict, aren't you, sweet fox… Are you excited to have an apex predator pawing on you?” Leona snarled against his throat, her paw curiously feeling out the bulge in his pants.

“Come on, Tyyyy… Just admit it so we can all have some fun…” Junon growled as she padded over on her knees and paws, nuzzling the other side of his jaw. Her own paw moved down to join Leona's, both of them pawing and rubbing against the young Earthling’s bulge.

“Fuck…” Tyler groaned. With his lover's coaxing, he was all too happy to submit. A soft whimper escaped his throat as he finally answered, “Y-Yes…”

“Good fox… I'll fit you for your own collar later!” Leona cackled as Tyler gave her a fussy glare, but then yipped as the Rashvian shoved him down flat on his back, climbing atop him.

“So much for foreplay, baby?” Junon giggled as Leona was already throwing her own workout pants off, revealing her long, toned legs and a clear lack of panties.

“Hang on! Y-you've got no panties on?! You already-” Tyler yipped as she pressed a finger to his lips.

“I knew what I wanted and was going to have you, regardless… Even had you bested me, I'd have just pounced you from behind,” Leona confessed with a crooked grin, her heady scent reaching his nose as he gulped loudly.

“That's so hot, baby… You got protection?” Junon sighed as she started peeling her own panties off from under her skirt.

“I had Claris provide me some before our bakery shift, yes,” Leona growled as her paws grasped the young fox's pants.

“This… Feels like a dream…” Tyler panted out, giving a soft gasp as the Rashvian yanked his workout pants and boxers down in one go, his crimson length showing it didn’t find this nearly as daunting.

“Oooh…you're big…” Leona snarled as her paw wrapped around the earthling cock, pumping it curiously as she licked her chops. The scent was unfamiliar, but it tugged at her on a primal level.

“Do you even know what you’re doing if this is your first time with a male, baby?” Junon cooed as she moved in and rested her own paw on Tyler’s sacs, kneading them gently as she showed her boyfriend a crooked grin.

“I have studied, it’s not as if I’m unprepared!” Leona grumbled at her girlfriend.

“You mean you’ve watched a lot of holo-porn?” Tyler gave a weak grin, then yipped as Leona gave his length a firm squeeze, Earthling pre oozing along her digits.

“Hush up, little fox!” Leona barked as she started to climb over him.

“Aww, not even gonna give him oral first?” Junon catcalled out as she huffed hotly and grasped Tyler’s base, helping to line him up as her girlfriend’s soaked petals moved over him. “Nevermind… oh you’re absolutely drenched, baby…”

“Is… this really… okay?” Tyler panted out, still looking nervous despite his length throbbing and jumping with anticipation.

“You say that, but this guy down here seems more than okay with it, babe!” Junon giggled and moved to settle the fox’s tapered head right against Leona’s entrance.

“Yes, it is okay… huff… now lay off the trepidation and enjoy yourself, I know your body wants this!” Leona splayed her paws over his chest, grinding her hips awkwardly for a moment before Junon helped place the tapered head in line, then she slowly lowered herself down onto this young earthling’s twitching length.

“Fuck! It’s… really really hot!” Tyler barked out with wide eyes, biting his lower lip and even whining a little as the Rashvian slowly took him, every inch disappearing into that alien wolf pussy until her crotch slapped to his own dark fur.

Leona shuddered with a deep feral growl, brushing a paw down, just a faint bump showing in her belly from how deep the fox was pressing. “I’ll confess… This feels… rather nice, Tyler…” She panted out and licked her chops.

“I can tell… fuck!” He barked out as he winced, feeling her walls just mold around his length, milking and squeezing as her honey just gushed out over his crotch fur, his tongue lolling to try to endure the crushing squeeze.

“Does her pussy feel better than mine, babe?” Junon asked with a mock pout.

“W-what?! J-Junon don’t ask me that while… ngh!” He gasped out as Leona pushed her paws to his chest, her hips starting to rock to make him shift and move inside her clenching walls.

“Answer our lover, tell her that her’s is superior as it should be!” Leona snarled, giving him the orders as his length jumped and twitched hard inside the bossy, dominant girl.

Tyler moaned and yipped as she gave in again, his tongue showing in a pant before he shook his head to rein himself in. He could feel the Rashvian’s scent was messing with his mind. Maybe this is why they were so good at propagating other species.

“I think… I need a comparison…” Tyler panted out with a surprising show of bravado that made both the girls grin widely.

“Hgn… You… I like you…” Leona cooed as she gripped his jaw, making him look right at her as she loomed over him, licking her chops before she gave his cheek a few light pats and casually climbed off him. His length surprisingly ached a little and was painfully stiff as he panted.

“Damn, babe… you look fit to burst already…” Junon cooed as she traded with Leona, lining herself up with his tapered head with familiarity and licking her chops.

“Naturally… our lust has that effect on males… We, huff… pardon me a moment, I’m still reeling…” Leona growled and shook her head before continuing once the aftershocks of her orgasm eased. “It stimulates the refractory response and encourages-”

“You make them horny and able to get off a lot, right?!” Junon barked out impatiently as she slowly lowered herself down Tylers rigid twitching length. The young fox let out a more comfortable moan, hearts already in his blue eyes as Junon grinned down at him.

“Yes… huff…” Leona rocked back, calmly stroking her own pearl while watching her girlfriend mount her new conquest.

“Come here, babe… Let me show you off…” Junon groaned as she reached her paws out. Tyler sat up, and both of them threw their arms around one another. Their muzzles locked in a heated eager kiss, tongues rolling as his paws comfortably settled upon the Salarian’s round backside, claws dug in. They moved together, grinding his length deep as her belly bulged slightly from the press.

Leona growled as she stroked herself but then stopped to move over to the couple, snarling as Junon broke the kiss, blinking her mismatched eyes at the Rashvian with a childish grin, the wolf growling with hunger in her throat.

“W-what?!” Tyler barked out awkwardly as she grabbed his chin to make him look upon her.

“Kiss me like that, now!” Leona barked in demand.

“Oooh you jealous?” Junon moaned, sliding her own paw over Leona’s jaw, forcing her to look upon the golden fox riding her new conquest. “How about you kiss me instead while I give in?”

“Yes, mistress…” Leona snarled and shifted her full focus upon Junon as Tyler rocked back on his paws, clenching his teeth and whimpering as Junon rocked her hips eagerly.

The two girls drew into their own kiss, Leona’s paw sliding between them to stroke and pinch at Junon’s pearl, the small Salarian giving a startled yip at the sudden stimulation while still having Tyler buried to the hilt in her.

“Ngh! Cresssh…chaaa…” Junon moaned out while clinging to the wolf, Leona looking eager and proud as the little fox shuddered and gave in. Tyler hissed as he struggled to endure the crushing tight embrace of her walls.

Junon licked her lips and huffed out, grinding her hips as Leona hugged her close. “Okay… okay… let’s swap, I want to see you and him more!” she barked out with a grin at Leona as she pulled back. Her honey drenched the rigid length as it slid out of her, practically dripping.

Leona growled and kissed Junon’s lips a few times, then shifted to climb into Tyler’s lap. He bit his lower lip, not sure what to do with his paws, as the Rashvian calmly moved over him and repositioned that jumping length at her entrance.

“Did you forget my words, Earthling?” She snarled and slid her paws over his shoulders, bringing her hips down impatiently, making his length plunge deep into her viciously tight walls, feeling them mold around his length, milking and squeezing at it. “This is where you declare my Dalrae’s body is superior!”

“I- … huff… I actually like both!” Tyler barked out defiantly between heavy pants, feeling Leona shifting her hips and making his length dig deep. Junon just giggled.

“Once again you impress me with your backbone, fox… huff… also your cock does feel rather nice… I’m going to give in again, are you ready?” Leona snarled as her paw slid under his jaw, claws scratching under it as Tyler gulped and nodded, whimpering at how tight she was.

“Come on Tyyyy, you’re not gonna blow it already are you?” Junon cooed out playfully.

“It means little if he does, we’ll keep using him all the same!” Leona barked as she ground her hips, then slapped them down hard, making his length crash into her as the fox yipped from the clench of her walls.

“But you desire that… do you not, Tyler? Wish to fill me? Wish to breed me?” She cooed and rubbed at his jaw before sliding her paws up into his messy blonde hair, rubbing his large ears and making him shudder as he endured her clenching walls.

“Y-yes… of course I do,” he finally groaned out in defeat. He settled his paws on Leona’s shoulders, but then yipped as she grabbed his wrists and shoved them back down.

Leona barked in his face with a snarl, “You do not touch me, fox! You are mine to do as I please with but you will not put your paws upon-”

“Baby, take it easy… You’re not sullying your honor letting Tyler enjoy your body for more than just sex are you?” Junon cooed into her ear, her own paws moving to stroke that thick, fluffy red tail.

“Mmm…” Leona gave her lover a half glare, then shot her eyes over to Tyler who was biting his lip but not resisting her. She rolled her green eyes and released his wrists before moving to peel her top off, tugging the sports bra away with it.

Tyler gave an excited huff as her large crimson breasts spilled out of the top into view, the Rashivian giving a snarl as she gripped his paws and brought them forth, letting the younger fox cup them. Leona growled in a husky voice, “Go on then… explore and touch my body if you desire it, make me feel that you want me…”

The younger fox offered an excited grin and started pawing right on her plump breasts, the Rashvian cocked her head as she felt his own hips starting to shift under her, the first movements he’d made of his own accord during this.

Tyler sighed as he ground his hips while kneading the new set of breasts before him, feeling her peaks hard and stiff against the pads of his paws. “They’re so firm but still soft… Can I-”

“Do as you please, let me see what- Ngh!” Leona didn’t finish the statement, giving a snap of her jaws and hiss through her teeth as the Earthling gave each of her peaks a snug firm pinch, her walls clenching against his grinding length in response.

“Did you like that… First Officer?” Tyler growled with a confident look in his eyes.

“I find your bravado cute but also infuriating!” Leona barked out, her walls convulsing as honey soaked his fur and gushed onto his belly.

“Your body is saying you found it more than cute…” Tyler huffed out and gave her another pinch, the wolf barking with a shudder before she grabbed his wrists and pulled them away.

“Don’t… huff… push your luck!” Leona snarled as she held his wrists, but then gave a small protesting yip as Tyler deftly slipped from her grasp and shifted his momentum, rolling her right over onto her back.

“How dare you! I will not be mounted by any male, let alone… ngh… you!” She gave him a furious glare, but then grunted as Tyler shoved his hips hard, plunging deep inside, his tongue showing as he pushed his paws to her shoulders.

“Oh let him ride you, Leona… It’s just the three of us, and he fucks really well on top… speaking of which…” Junon puffed out and rocked back, casually spreading her own legs as she rubbed her petals. “Don’t you think it’s about time you swapped after you get her off one more time, babe?”

Leona growled up at him but said nothing, keeping her paws dug into the floor, glaring as the young fox lolled his tongue and rutted against her, that Earthling cock jumping eagerly in her Rashvian pussy as he stroked. The wolf gave a furious snarl and then folded her ears, huffing as her tongue peeked out, feeling herself give in again but under him in a submissive position.

“Gods… I’m… not even knotting yet but…” He clenched his teeth and shuddered as Leona glared up at him and locked her legs, giving him a defiant growl.

“Don’t think, just…” She grasped his shoulders and rolled him back over, refusing to let him finish in that position as she shoved his back to the floor, snarling as her hips gave a wet final drop. “Do it! Now! As if you were giving me pups!”

Tyler shuddered and his eyes rolled up before he gave a throaty howling moan that even sounded a little pained. His tongue sagged out of his jaws, looking stunned at the brutal orgasm, hearts in his eyes as he blinked up at the red-head looming over him. Leona licked her chops as she took his thick hot ropes for the first time, the sensation new to her.

“Aww… couldn’t hold it for another round with me, babe?” Junon pouted as she rubbed her own pearl while enjoying the view, Leona taking so much it made just a faint bulge show in her tummy.

“Huff… he’ll have more to give… they always do with my species, my Dalrae,” Leona cooed as she cupped his panting jaw, shifting her hips. “Every drop… every drop… ngh… good dog… bet wearing a collar for me sounds really nice right now, doesn’t it?” She sighed proudly as she felt her walls milk the last in, licking her chops as Tyler nodded rapidly at her with a lovestruck look in his eyes.

“Fuck… what did you do to my boyfriend, Leona?” Junon giggled as she pawed over, giving an impressed little huff as the Rashvian calmly climbed off him, the length still just as rigid and jumping as if he’d not already came.

“Improved his vigor, though I suppose it’s a good time to say that we have been known to be physically addictive, my new fox… Anyway… isn’t our Salarian still waiting?” Leona gave a little shiver, going through an aftershock, feeling all of the young male’s heat in her.

“R-right!” Tyler barked out and quickly rolled over to pounce on Junon, the smaller fox giggling as she was pushed onto her back. The earth fox groaned with hunger, his eyes looking a little distant, as if he were intoxicated as he pushed his paws under her knees, spreading her legs.

“You look so cute, Ty… ngh…” Junon gave a soft moan as he pushed deep inside her once more, starting to pump impatiently, as if he were desperate to give in again, his thick black tail wagging in a blur.

“That’s my fox…” Leona cooed as she padded over to the couple, rubbing under his jaw and bringing it in line to look upon her. “Now… don’t you owe me a kiss?” Tyler bit his lower lip, hearts in his blue eyes. The Rashvian’s biology had completely enchanted him.

“Y-yes ma’am…” He groaned dutifully. With one paw left on Junon’s hip and his own body still moving, stroking deep inside the Salarian who offered an approving moan, he leaned towards Leona, and the two pushed into a deep kiss.

Leona offered her own tongue, and something in Tyler’s mind told him he’d better keep it to her own pace, that if he moved into her own maw he might get bit. The Rashvian growled with approval as they kissed, one of her paws sliding down to stroke at Junon’s pearl again for a moment before cupping her new conquest’s sacs.

“You can muster more for our beloved vixen, yes, my darling Earthling?” Leona broke the kiss to ask while kneading at his aching sacs, her claws digging into the furred flesh that was drenched in both hers and Junons lust.

“Y-yes my love…” Tyler sighed adoringly, his tail wagging faster.

“W-wait a sec… love?!” Junon barked out in a huff, then groaned as he bottomed out hard, panting as her breasts bounced in her own top she never got off, this time feeling his knot starting to build.

“He’s just high, my Dalrae… let me show you…” Leona puffed into Tyler’s ear, “You adore us both, yes, my fox? Wish to be our shared pet?”

“Y-Yes!” Tyler sighed happily, whining cutely as the Rashvian scratched her claws under his jaw, his tongue lolled, his body seemingly on autopilot as he kept stroking through it all.

“Hgn! This is so hot… I guess getting subjugated by you wolves isn’t all horrible for the boys, eh?” Junon groaned and then yipped as she felt Tyler pumped a little harder, wincing with a grin as she felt his knot growing thicker.

“He’ll recover, but if he gets exposed too much, he might get addicted… As we are both addicted to you, Junon…” Leona gave her a side-eyed smile, then leaned close, puffing into Tyler’s ear, “Go on my fox… finish in her as if you want pups in both of us before the night’s out!”

“Oh gods… oh gods… Junon, Leona… I fucking… love you both so much!” He barked the drunken words. Junon grinned, thoroughly amused at how busted her little Earthling’s mind was in these moments, then gave a soft gasp as he bottomed out hard in her with a final stroke.

Tyler was giving in before his knot was even fully bloomed, howling out with tears rolling down his cheek fur, sounding both pained and euphoric as Junon felt thick hot ropes pouring into her. The Salarian lolled her own tongue, hearts in her eyes. The young fox between them seemed to have just as much love for her as he had for his new owner.

“Guhh… too… mucchhhsss…” Tyler rolled his eyes and started to topple over.

Leona caught and grabbed him up possessively and held him against her breasts. “Ha… good boy… good boy… that’s a good fox… Just relax in my arms,” she cooed in a doting tone as he nodded against her breasts.

Junon bit her lower lip and moaned as her walls milked his second load in. He was still gushing despite finishing, and despite being currently collapsed into Leona’s greedy arms. Her belly was rounded slightly by the time it was over, the little fox giving a groan of relief before grinning up at her Rashvian lover.

“Hm hm… It’s true what they say…” Leona sighed proudly.

“What do they… say… huff…?” Junon relaxed back, limp and blissful, enjoying the view of Leona cuddling Tyler possessively.

“That once you do it, you’ll lose all misgivings… And I can see why a lot of Battle Maidens keep or never forget their first…” Leona stroked her paw through Tyler’s hair, as the Earthling nuzzled into her despite still being knotted to his girlfriend.

‘Gonna keep him, Leona?’ Junon thought the words instead of speaking them.

‘That… is for him to decide… We will have the talk later, once his system is clear of my… taint, as it were…’ Leona thought back, then gave a small proud grin as Tyler hugged up against her.

‘Sounds like things are getting interesting… I might need to invest in larger beds for all of our quarters!’ Junon gave her girlfriend an adoring grin as she responded in her mind, Leona offering a proud grin of her own.

-*United Space Federation Data Archives*-

-*Galactic Lore: Enter Query?*-

-*>Rashvian>Culture>Sex>*-

-*Please Narrow Query.*-

-*>Rashvian>Culture>Sexual Addiction>*-

Rashvian Subjugation & Copulation:

The Rashvian species is well known for its history of subjugating other species in order to breed and propagate their own numbers. However, only recently with their integration to the USF, has study been made on their unique sexual biology.

Female life partners are very common within the Rashvian. Some battle maidens only choose to copulate with an alien male to rear pups, then never again, choosing to live their lives with their chosen Rashvian partner. Other rarer cases have seen Rashvian’s full on take an alien male as a life partner (Shulkei). However, the most common practice is for a Battle Maid to have a small collection of personal male pets (Fhiel).

For years, historians theorized how Rashvian’s managed to keep their male captives from rebelling against their captors. It was only recently discovered that intimacy with Rashvian’s has a unique property that will only affect alien males.

Rashvian naturally release a pheromone when aroused that will slowly degrade a male's willpower and reflexes, weakening them through prolonged exposure. The effects are not permanent, but can last anywhere from one to six hours. Bodily liquids such as saliva or vaginal fluids have an even more pronounced effect.

Subjects have reported that even kissing Rashvians can induce euphoria and further weaken their will to resist. Interestingly, saliva appears to be much more potent than vaginal fluids when kissing, as it reaches the bloodstream rapidly. However, oral sex seems to have the most direct effect.

Males have been shown capable of resisting the effects for several minutes in some cases, but with ever weakening willpower as they endure the various natural toxins the wolf-like species releases.

Another study reported reaction to intimacy with a Rashvian was enhanced sexual desire, endurance, and feelings of intense adoration for their partner. Males reported erections that were almost painfully rigid at times, along with reportedly having multiple orgasms, no doubt to facilitate a proper attempt at impregnation. Some males have reported prolonged mating to the point of fainting, usually while professing repeatedly of their love for their partner.

Rashvians are highly fertile with frequent estrus cycles and short gestation rates when carrying pups. They also report growing more eager to copulate and produce puppies after their first litter is carried to term.

Though research is still being conducted, there is strong evidence to support that frequent copulation with a Rashvian can lead to a lasting addiction. Male species are strongly advised to avoid regular copulation or seek known Rashvian medical treatments that may lessen the effects of the intimacy.

-*End Archive*-

The following cycle, Leona didn’t say much to Tyler, only addressing him for work-related things at the bakery or bridge-related things when they were on duty. He desperately wanted to talk to her about their sex - he also desperately wanted to fuck her again.

Tyler wasn’t stupid, and so he looked into the computer’s records on Rashvians after he got off duty. The information was unnerving, to say the least. The biology of the alien wolves was custom-built to be hard for any male to resist, from their pheromones to their literal bodily fluids. Their vaginal secretions acted as an intense aphrodisiac, and though research was still being conducted on this fairly new species to the USF, there were concerns of… addiction.

He lifted his hears as a tone sounded out in his quarters, signifying he had a visitor. He wasn’t expecting anyone, and spoke out, “Yes?”

“Officer Londre, it’s First Officer Sussnel. May I come in?”

Tylers heart leapt up into his throat and his tail fluffed out as his mind raced. He quickly stood and moved to the door, barking out politely, “Y-yes First Officer, please come in!”

The door slid open with a hiss of air as the Rashvian stood there in one of the casual robes he’d seen her wear off duty. Her jagged, short locks of red hair were fanned out, covering one eye slightly. The sight of her again made his heart pound as he offered a quick salute.

Leona gave him a frustrated grunt and shook her head as she spoke gently, “At ease, can we talk about yesterday?”

“S-sure we can, Leona… Uhm… Can I get you a drink?” He sounded nervous, a far cry from the defiant fox she’d tangled with and enjoyed yesterday. Leona gave another frustrated growl but met his blue eyes as she shook her head.

“Tyler, relax, and let’s go sit down to speak. I’m not here for drinks nor do I need any pleasantries.” Her words seemed calculated, carefully chosen. Tyler frowned but nodded as he walked her to the table at his little dining area.

Leona took a seat and folded her paws, looking down at them, then back up at his nervous blue eyes. “So… I’m guessing you tried looking up some stuff, tried looking up how you were feeling?”

“I- I did, yes… I clearly recall the whole thing, recall saying I… loved you…” He ran a paw through his blonde locks and looked away awkwardly.

“Look, that practically happens to every male that lays with one of my species, Tyler,” she explained simply. “It’s nothing to be worried about.” She looked out the window of his room, seeing the stars streaking by. They’d be back at the main fleet by next cycle, hopefully.

“I’ve not been able to get you off my mind… When you wouldn’t talk to me about anything but work today, it felt like my heart was breaking,” Tyler sighed as he also stared out the window.

“That’s why I waited until the end of the cycle to speak with you, wait for some of it to clear your system,” Leona replied, waving a paw. “You know… I think I will have a drink… Something strong, from Earth?”

Tyler gave her a small nod and spoke out, “Computer, synthesize me some Brandy! Two glasses!” A moment later, the processing unit produced two shot glasses filled with amber liquid. He collected them and brought them back to the table.

“Relisha, ro taral,” Leona said as she held the glass up. Tyler lifted his own before they both drank the liquor down. The younger fox let out a small grunt at the burn. Leona gave her own growl as she set the empty cup down.

“What did that mean?” Tyler asked.

“Ah… It’s effectively, ‘to good health’. I’m surprised the translator didn’t catch it,” she said with a grin.

“Ah, okay… I’m not much of a drinker, so I should probably stop at one, I’m kind of a lightweight…” Tyler confessed with a small smile.

“You handled things pretty well last night… It was my first time with a male, but I’ve heard most crack within minutes… it took us getting to it and then some before you finally got too drunk…” Leona offered a smug grin as the younger fox looked away, embarrassed, his tail fluffed and wagging gently.

“So what do you know about my species and sex with us? What’s the USF archives say?” Leona asked.

“That you guys basically are walking sex bombs, and hard to resist. Also, they theorize that sex with your species can be addictive,” he said simply.

“That’s not theory, Tyler. Then again… I think you know that’s a risk with Junon too, but it’s a different kind of addiction.” Leona smiled and picked up her tumbler, rolling a drop of brandy around in it as she continued, “Junon is a psychological addiction, whereas we Rashvians are more of a physical one…”

“So that’s why I couldn’t get you off my mind all day?” Tyler asked awkwardly.

Leona smiled and flicked her ears forward, giving him a cocky look as she spoke, “Tyler… You strike me as the kind of guy that would feel that way regardless… But yes…”

“How do you feel about everything, Leona?” He stabbed right to the heart of the matter, his heart picking up speed.

Leona drummed her free paw on the table, mulling the question before her green eyes met his blue ones. “How do I feel? I want to keep you, I want to make you my possession, and maybe eventually have puppies with you, though the last part is the biological instincts talking…”

Tyler gulped loudly and stammered out, “P-pups? Wait… Why do you like me already? Enough to… keep me?”

Leona grinned and shook her head. “Tyler, I’m a Rashvian. I’ve got conquest baked into my genetic code… You’re a handsome male, a good fuck, and you have a strong personality. All things any Battle Maiden would find irresistible. I may be a member of the USF, but my culture is still my culture.”

He frowned and shook his head as he spoke, “S-so it’s just a possessive thing? You don’t actually like me, just uh… the sex and-”

“Are you stupid, Earthling? I already said I liked you!” Leona barked angrily and slammed a paw to the table, making the younger fox yip in surprise. The Rashvian glared and spat out, “Stop yipping like a pup! We mated, that doesn’t give you clearance to lose that spine of yours!”

“S-Sorry… I mean…” He composed himself and snarled. “I’m just a bit of a romantic I guess, okay?”

“A romantic huh?” Leona clicked her tongue and rocked back in the chair, thinking of Junon, of how she felt about her. That was different though, Junon wasn’t a male, she couldn’t- She grunted and rubbed her muzzle, trying to push those thoughts away. She wasn’t on Rashvia-Prime anymore, and she might never be amongst her own people again shy of the pawful in this fleet. It was unseemly to think this way among the USF aliens, she knew.

“You seem pretty deep in thought… Uhm… Did I upset you?” Tyler asked gently.

“What? No… Tyler, I just…” Leona sighed and then shoved her paws to the table as she rose to stand. “You’re a romantic?” she asked with a glare. Tyler bit his lower lip but offered a faint nod.

“Okay… uh…” She clicked her tongue and tried to think of what she’d say to Junon, then met his eyes. “By the time we get back to the main fleet, you should be fully level-headed. You come to my quarters and properly ask me out on a… uh… what do species call that interaction where you take someone out you like?”

“A date?” he asked.

“Yes, I will… allow you to take me out on a ‘date’ of your choosing in the holosuite, but only if you wish to once your head is clear.” Leona gave him a snarl and shook her head. “Understand… this is not something I’d humor for just anyone, this is very… shameful as a Rashvian, but… I’m trying to work past those prejudices, trying to be more… fair?” She didn’t seem like she even believed the words herself.

Tyler bit his lower lip again and felt his cheek fur grow warm as he whispered out, “Can I take you on that date now, Leona?”

“No! You are still influenced by my touch, smell, and our mating! I… wish to not manipulate you, because if you agree to the date, I’m taking you home, and… I’m keeping you, just like I’m keeping Junon!” Leona growled the words as she met him eye to eye.

“Why does that sound so hot…” He shuddered and then growled as he met her eyes with a glare of his own. “Wait… who says I’m not in my right mind? I want the date now…”

Leona shuddered and licked her chops as she saw his bravado show itself again. “Hgn… there’s that backbone… Tyler, don’t be a submissive little pup around me, argue, fuss, and resist when you don’t like something, but understand… I’ll do what I want to you and with you…” The Rashvian cooed as she walked over to him, pushing a paw under his muzzle, scratching as the small dog whimpered eagerly for her touch.

“I-Is that right?” he growled confidently, sliding his paws around her hips, then jerking her closer. He saw her eyes widen and fists clench, with a snarl showing on her muzzle, as if she’d punch him for putting paws on her. But then her fists uncurled as she grunted, and she went still to feel him circle his paws around to knead at her round backside.

“We should wait…” Leona growled.

“I don’t want to, I like you… I want you…” Tyler growled back, glaring into her eyes, pushing his chest to hers, feeling the larger wolf’s plump breasts pushing against him.

“The younger ones are always more receptive… more easily influenced they say…” Leona growled as she cupped his jaw, moving in to kiss him, tilting her head and presenting her tongue.

Tyler groaned as if he were getting a hit of a drug he’d been craving for weeks, their tongues meeting as he savored the wolf’s deep hungry snarls that were rolling down his throat. Leona held him close, kissing him for several moments, feeling his paws roam her hips.

Finally, the Rashvian tangled a paw into his blonde locks and pulled him back, shuddering. His tongue lolled as the kiss broke, hearts in his blue eyes. “You’re not ready to make this decision,” she huffed, “and I respect Junon too much to just coax you… Were she not a factor, I’d already have you collared…”

“Then collar me… just let me stay- Ngh!” Tyler gave a little grunt as the wolf shoved him off her, stumbling back several paces. He looked shocked and wounded from the rejection as Leona frowned at him sadly.

“Remember this talk in the morning, your head will be clearer then. If you don’t come to my quarters once we’ve docked with the fleet, I will hold no ill will against you, Tyler.” Leona spun on her heels and quickly retreated from the young Earthling’s quarters before she let her own instincts get the better of them both.

—*—

“Oh? What brings you in, sister?” asked Claris, with a coy but motherly grin on her muzzle. “You and Junon didn't get too rough with one another again, did you?”

“No, I'm not here for medical treatment. I was hoping I could talk to you about something, Claris… Something personal…” Leona explained.

“Of course you can, dear… I'll prepare some tea for us.” The older wolf started heating some water as Leona sat down.

Leona recounted the whole story with Tyler. The elevator, the holosuite spar, their encounter in his quarters… She recalled everything with short, to-the-point, military precision, even as she spoke about their intercourse, but over the course of her explanation, her voice became softer. Her inner conflict was plain in her tone and on her face.

“And so… Here I am…” Leona sighed as she finished. “I don't know… I feel like I'm disgracing our heritage… Worrying about a male like that? I already have him on the hook, he's a fine suitor, why don't I just finish the job?” Leona snarled as she pushed a paw through her hair.

Claris sipped her tea and waited until silence settled between them. Leona cut her green eyes to the older battle maiden expectantly.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of, sister. There's nothing wrong with having respect or feeling responsibility for an alien male that you like,” Claris explained gently.

“Many of our kind would disagree,” Leona sighed.

Clairs retorted, “Many of our kind are not here with us, as members of the USF… You should worry about what's best for you, and your lovers, not outdated cultural standards.”

“I suppose that's fair…” Leona sighed and looked down at the cup of tea in her paws.

“Did I ever tell you about my late Shulkei?” Claris asked.

Leona frowned and looked over at one of the pictures on display. It was of Claris when she was still in her thirties, beside a smaller male. Both of them wore the robes of honorific bonding.

“You have not… Is it a topic that will be painful to discuss?” Leona looked back to the older Rashvian.

Claris just gave her a bemused smile as she continued, “He was my first Fhiel, I met him while tending his wounds after we subjugated his species… I fell for him instantly…”

“Yeah? Did you take him as yours on the spot?” Leona asked curiously.

“Yes, and no… I was in my prime, fertile and ravenous… I desperately wanted puppies as well.” Claris offered the picture a sad grin as she contained, “His species though, it was more of a cultured one. He wanted to woo me, romance me… And I let him.”

“I'm sure your superiors loved that…” Leona said knowingly.

“Oh certainly. The head acolyte of the Thorn-Blood division I was a part of grew frustrated and decided she'd take him as hers, as I was piddling the time away.” Claris giggled as she sipped her tea.

“How did that work out?” Leona cocked a brow.

“Lots of screaming, swearing, and me ending up challenging her to Uravish di,” Claris offered a confident smirk.

“You challenged your superior to ritual combat over… A male?” Leona sounded shocked at the prospect of it.

“I sure did… And when everything was sorted, I made my point. I took him as Fhiel after that. Eventually he became my Shulkei. Well, after our third litter anyway.” Claris gave Leona a playful wink.

“That's pretty sweet actually… So what you're telling me is, I should just go for it and not worry about the cultural issues?” Leona asked.

“I think you should live your young life with no regrets, sister. Officer Londre is a sweet pup, a fine male too… He's lucky to have the two of you both fancying him, but he's a good dog from what I've seen.” Claris took another sip of her tea.

“Thanks… I'm just worried about how much of it is him liking me as opposed to liking my body and what we do to males…” Leona snarled as she looked down at her cup again.

“My my… You really must fancy him to worry about such things!” Claris giggled then waved a paw. “Just make sure you keep up with renewing that contraceptive implant I gave you. Unless you want to return from this mission as a mother!” The older wolf catcalled playfully.

“No no! I don't like him that much, Claris!” Leona laughed. But her face quickly fell as she considered the idea. Having pups when they were potentially stranded with no way to return seemed so selfish, but even if that wasn't the case, she wouldn't do that to Junon.

Her heart fluttered as she thought of the Salarian. Now that was a fox she'd have pups for - theoretically.

“I can see you're thinking about the Captain,” Claris cooed out in a motherly tone.

Leona flicked her ears then grunted. “Is it that damn obvious?”

“Yes. You know that bonding ceremony her species does in order to have puppies?” Claris asked conversationally.

“Yes, Nephylle. What of it?”

“Did you know the conception of the pup is made psychically, not physically?” Claris cocked a brow.

Leona perked her ears at that. “Really? So they don't need to have sex for it?”

“Nope. All they need is to be having an estrus cycle and ovulating. Actually, two female Salarians can conceive. In fact there's extremely rare cases of two females undergoing the bond and then carrying together.”

“Seriously? So the bond can work for two females and they can have pups together? That's amazing!” Leona huffed out, sounding impressed.

“I can see that look in your eyes. You stay the hell away from that bonding ceremony, sister. It would kill you both.” Claris wagged a finger at her.

“Tch… Me and Junon aren't that serious, Claris.” Leona grumbled and looked away.

“Well, you just take care of them and yourself, sister. Your life is going to just get more complicated, so steel yourself.” Claris giggled as Leona just frowned, knowing she was right.

-*United Space Federation Data Archives*-

-*Spacial Communication Dossier #1*-

Hyperwave Communication:

Hyperwave communication is the standard for sending and receiving messages through the long distances of space, and has various applications of use.

The standard method for civilian use is hyperwave relay. When a habitable planet is equipped with reception towers, they allow near-instantaneous transmission throughout the whole of the colony.

Communication from system to system is another matter entirely. System gates are typically equipped with powerful transmitters that will send data through a pulse wave warp stream. This can allow data to reach distant colonies several light years away, but usually the data transfer follows standard warp speeds. This means news can take several days to months to reach distant colonies on the fringes of civilized space.

Starships have their own hyperwave receivers and transmitters built into their systems. These generally are strong enough to receive and send system-wide messages to other ships or planetoid bodies in much the same way as a system gate. As a general rule of thumb, hyperwave transmissions do not function when a ship is engaged in warp, and ships cannot communicate with one another while underway, even in a fleet.

Standard USF protocol commands that if a ship needs to exit warp, the propulsion device will begin an intermittent process of slowing speed and accelerating, which creates a constant flash of light that will be picked up on radar or sensors. This is used as a type of code, not unlike ancient Morse Code, to relay simple messages to the fleet.

-*End Archive*-

“Bridge to the Captain!”

Junon gnashed her teeth with a growl before snarling out, “What?!” She gently pushed Leona’s head away with her right paw. The collared Rashvian blinked up from between her thighs, tongue still lulled.

“I beg your pardon, ma’am! You’re uh… needed on the bridge immediately, it’s a bit of an emergency!”

“A ‘bit’ of an emergency? Like as in, we’re all about to die, or it can wait five minutes while I finish getting o-”

“Junon!” Leona’s voice was heard barking out over the line, the bridge crew sharing awkward glances in response.

“It’s uhm… I just think you should see it for yourself, ma’am!”

“Oooh… Fine! I’m on my way!” Junon snarled as the communication ended. “It better be good, or I’m throwing that toth for brains out an airlock!” Junon growled and fumed as she begrudgingly yanked her panties and uniform back on.

“No bra?” Leona asked with a sideways grin while tugging her own panties on.

Junon snarled down at her chest, seeing her excitement was clearly showing, not to mention the outline of her piercings and chain. “Ugh… just get dressed!” She sighed as she quickly peeled her top back off to snatch her bra.

After a few moments of hurriedly dressing, she hit her communicator. “Transportation, can you zap me and First Officer Sussnel to the bridge?”

“Uh… I’d love to Captain, but we’re currently in warp, transporters don’t work during…” The officer responded sheepishly.

“Ugh… right… right, sorry, I uh, just got woken up to go to the bridge, head’s a bit fuzzy…” Junon sighed.

“I’ve called the lift to your deck and locked it in place to speed up your transit, ma’am!” The transportation officer spoke out with amusement.

“Thank you,” Junon grumbled.

Leona snickered while following her Captain out of her quarters.

After a few minutes, the lift opened as the two dogs stalked out onto the bridge, once again looking slightly disheveled and smelling like sex with one another.

“Captain on the bridge!” Leona barked as the whole bridge crew stood to salute.

“Yeah yeah, as you were! What’s the big problem, then?” Junon waved a paw and then glared at the Second Officer.

“Ma’am! Uh… On screen!” A vid window popped up at his command, showing the streaking stars whirring past from their warp transit, but there was another object in the shot. She could see from the view that it was on the port side of the ship.

“The hell?” Junon snarled as she barked out, “Magnify!” The image enhanced to show a small sleek-looking craft right beside them in the warp lane.

“Okay, this is new… How long has it been there?” Junon asked with a paw on her hip.

“We noticed it about ten minutes before we called for you, Ma’am. We can't activate any scans during warp, but the ship computer estimates it’s about half our size,” the second officer explained.

“Computer, keep an estimate on the unknown ship’s speed! Helmsman, I want you to slow our warp by about twenty percent…” Junon stared at the vid screen intently, watching the rough estimate of the other vessel’s speed.

The whirring stars seemed to slow faintly as the Helmsman adjusted the speed of the warp. Sure enough, the other vessel a moment later adjusted and slowed. Junon pushed a paw to her jaw, rubbing at it curiously. “Go down to fifty… Good, now back up to eighty…” The smaller craft matched the adjustments each time.

“There isn’t any kind of technology that would allow a ship to just… link up and match warp speed like this…” Leona muttered.

“Not technology we know of… I’m going to drop us out of warp,” Junon said matter-of-factly.

“Captain! We don’t know if this thing is hostile, we are in no condition to go into a fight!” Leona barked out in protest.

“And we also don’t know what capabilities it has. Do we really want to lead it back to the fleet and put all of them in danger too?” Junon fired back while wagging her padded finger.

“Ma’am, we’re so close to the fleet at this point, it’s possible with a sufficient sensor ping, a ship could likely pinpoint their location anyway,” the second officer interjected.

“You… have a point…” Junon grumbled as she rubbed her jaw, but then her ears perked as the Communication officer stammered out.

“C-Captain? We’re uh… being hailed by the vessel!”

“Hailed… during warp?! Ships can’t send- You know what… Not the strangest thing I’ve seen here… cresh cha… whatever, put it through!” Junon barked out as she raked her paws through her hair a few times before resting them on her hips.

The vid screen snapped into view to a solid black background. There were some characters in the lower right that appeared, then shifted to look like different symbols before doing so again and again, rapidly cycling until it was moving so fast it just looked like a small blur of white.

Junon snarled then cleared her throat after several tense moments as she spoke out authoritatively, “This is Junon Topaz of the United Space Federation, Captain of the starship Occam. Unidentified vessel, state your purpose in following our warp signature!”

The white characters seemed to freeze in place, then she lifted her ears as she recognized them as readable. A moment later the screen opened to what could only be described as a tentacled writhing mass of flesh, straight out of some eldritch fantasy. The assumed mouth of the creature was sideways and full of hooked serrated teeth that began to chitter out.

The ship's translation program took a moment to catch up before it finally fed through in an ominous bellow of a voice, “Attention starship, your vessel does not match the database of current slave-thrall vessels within the empire, and has been deemed, Independent… This is unacceptable. Only subservience is permitted and only authorized slave species may retain the right to space travel.”

Junon clenched her teeth, her trio of tails going rigid before she threw a paw out. “Weapons officer, prepare to arm every torpedo bay, bring all phase canons to full power! We’re pulling out of warp and turning that damn ship into vapor!”

“Ma’am!” The weapons officer responded as they started arming weapons.

“Oi! Don’t tha lot of ya got a sense of humor!?” The fanged monstrosity spoke out in a much more squeaky voice before the display resolved to show a small purple-skinned creature before them. It looked not unlike a rat, but with no fur. It had wide round ears and even bucked teeth, its hair a shock of pink that scattered about its head. The eyes of the creature were solid white.

“Threatening my ship and crew is no joke! Identify yourself, now!” Junon barked out as she thrust a padded finger at the display.

“Ey, don’t be like that, whatever you are! Was just a bit of light fun, yeah?” The purple, furless rat squeaked back with a crooked grin.

“Close communications, be ready to slow to impulse, if it drops out of warp, open fire!” Junon barked out as the rat gave a protesting squeak when the connection ended.

“Uh… Weapons are on standby, ma’am…” The weapons officer spoke out politely.

“We can drop to impulse on your order, Captain!” The helmsman called out.

“Ma’am… We’re being hailed again…” The communications officer informed her. Junon just folded her arms, standing there thrashing her tails, not saying a word as the little tone chirped out over the bridge from the hail.

She made the hailing request linger for several pregnant moments before she barked out, “On screen!”

The vid window blipped back into view, the purple rat hissing through his teeth. “Oi! I’m sorry okay?!”

“Identify yourself, or piss off! Toth!” Junon barked out with heat in her voice.

The alien groaned before pushing what appeared to be a tentacle through his pink hair as if it were a paw. “I’m Trademaster Garrish, with the Marvulian intergalactic merchant’s guild!”

“Marvulian… There’s Marvulians in this sector of space?” Junon spoke out, shock clearly in her voice.

“Eh? Chh-yeah! I’m surprised ya ‘av heard of us! I sure don’t recognize any of you lot or what cha are!” He squeaked back with a blank-eyed stare.

“Why are you following us?” Junon asked point-blank.

“Got curious, sensed one of mah own on yer ship, well, at least faintly I guess!” He explained.

“One of…” Junon frowned and tapped the communicator on her ear, “Lieutenant Shelby, can you come to the bridge?”

“Ah! Captain, I was just on my way there actually!” Shelby responded.

“Why?” Junon asked.

“I- Don’t know… but something told me I should come to check on the bridge crew?” she mewed out awkwardly.

“What’s your ETA?” Junon asked while staring up at the odd looking rat.

“Uhm… I’m in the lift now, maybe… now?” Just then, the doors hissed open and she trotted forward, her spaded tail flicking curiously.

“Whoa!” She mewed out as she looked up at the display, her own white eyes wide to see the rat’s own expression shift to curiosity as she stepped into view.

“Oi! That’s definitely what I felt!” the stranger declared with a buck-toothed grin, lifting a tentacle as if waving it.

“What in the… I’ve been ill at ease for hours now, like something was off, like something was… Missing?” She stepped forward with wide eyes.

“Well, we had found one ‘nother! Getting drawn together ya could say?” The rat squeaked out as he frowned, then returned focus to Junon who was looking more and more annoyed. “Ya see, Captain… We Marvulians, we can sense our kin from real far off, an I was concerned that I’d sensed one of my own out here in the middle of nowhere!”

“Are you saying you're a pure-blood Marvulian?” Junon growled.

“Aye, that I am! Thas about all you’ll find round in this part of space, but I hear tales we’re all over the place in some way or ‘nother… Guess that’s true from the lass I’m seeing here before me!”

Junon rubbed a paw down her muzzle as she sighed out, “Weapons officer, you can disarm the weapons…”

“Yes ma’am!” they called out.

“I’ve several questions, but I’ll start with this, are you coming in peace then?” Junon put her paws on her hips.

“Peace? Chh-yeah! I ain’t got nothing but self-defense weapons on this thing, lass!” he squeaked out.

“Don’t call me lass!” Junon growled as her tails thrashed about. She looked over at Shelby, then over to Leona, to whom she reached out with her thoughts. ‘I don’t want to play our hand here, so we’ll just act like communication within warp is normal.’

‘Sounds reasonable to me,’ Leona gave her a nod.

“Anyway… We thought this whole sector of space was uncivilized, so you can understand our shock to see you here,” Junon explained as she tried to adjust her tone to a more diplomatic one.

“Ya think I wasn’ surprised, Captain? This whole sector IS uncivilized! Jes happens ta be what my route cuts through!” Garrish explained.

“We’re an exploration team from the United Space Federation, a coalition of alien species from around our home sector of space. We’re on a peaceful mission of charting stars and looking for new worlds to colonize,” Junon explained simply.

Garrish flashed his sharp teeth as he spoke, “Well! I ain’t no diplomat, Captain, just a trader that flys my here ship about makin’ deliveries, but… The way I be seeing it, I think you lot might be needing some directions, where are ya heading right now? Course looks like it’s headed to that three-star system with naught but a busted starlane!”

The whole of the bridge crew took note of the ‘busted starlane’ comment as Junon quickly followed up, “Well! It’s not busted apparently, because we found and took it here!”

The Marvulian rubbed his jaw with a writhing appendage. “That be right, eh? Last I heard-”

“Look, Garrish, we’re on our way back to the main fleet that escorted us here, including the Admiral of our Navy, perhaps we could exchange species information if you want to keep following along, and if Shelby wants to, this would be a chance for her to learn some more of her own heritage?” Junon tried to shift the subject before the alien said something even more damning about the starlane.

“Sounds good ta me! Yall movin’ awful slow though…” He said with an amused smirk.

“Our warp drive is damaged and only operating at around eighty percent capacity,” Junon confessed.

“If that’s eighty, yall really are behind the times, eh?” Garrish chuckled before waving a tentacle. “Alright, Captain, we’ll putter along at what speed ya can muster, I ain’t got anywhere ta be no time soon!”

Junon grimaced at that but nodded. Shelby spoke up, “Ma’am, I’d like permission to speak with Garrish further on a private channel. I’m terribly curious about all this…”

“Hmm… Is that okay with you, Captain Garrish?” Junon tilted her muzzle up.

“I’d be happy to speak with mah distant kin! I’m also curious to hear more about the lot of you!” Garrish squeaked out in agreement.

“Alright Shelby, but remember Federation protocol, no talking about anything military related. You keep it civilian-level and the line is a secure recorded one. Are we clear?” Junon turned to her Helmsman.

“Yes ma’am!” Shelby saluted with a respectful mew.

“Very well, we’ll talk more when we arrive at the main fleet, Captain Garrish,” Junon offered a formal salute.

“Not sure what all this throwing limbs about to yer heads is all about, but sounds good ta me!” He slapped a tentacle to his own forehead with a grin before the display snapped out of view.

“Unexpected turn of events… Alright, Shelby, take the call in your quarters, but remember what I said,” Junon nodded to the calico who gave a nod back before turning to walk away.

‘This is good news though, it means we have presumably friendly civilized species out here, and Marvulians? If what they said was true, this is a major discovery, Dalrae,’ Leona thought to Junon as they stood there on the bridge.

‘Provided they’re shooting straight with us, yes… We’ll let Andrew handle the diplomacy from here, that’s his specialty after all,’ Junon nodded back to Leona before offering her paw. The Rashvian showed a happy grin as she took it right there on the bridge.

“Very well, as you were…” Junon barked out as she pulled Leona into motion. The bridge crew offered a salute as she exited to return to her quarters and finish what her and her wolf were doing.

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