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Welcome back, my lovely reader!

There was quite a bit of drama and intrigue to unpack last time, now wasn’t there? Well, there’s going to be plenty more this time as well!

We’re going to get to know the newest member of the crew a bit more, as well as how her and Tyler’s new bond will affect things.

Don’t get me wrong though, Junon and Leona will be learning a bit more about one another too, maybe some things they’d rather not!

Not to worry though, I won’t keep you in a drought, there’ll be some sexy fun this epsisode as well, and who knows? Maybe our new Reinsha will even find a way to join in!

Let’s jump right in!

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Episode 13:

A Step Too Far

-*Captain’s Log- SD: 242 - September 2nd Standard Federation Time.*-

It's only been a few days since we set out again but things have already changed dramatically.

I never expected to find a derelict ship out here, let alone with a live alien in stasis.

She's a bit sassy, which I can appreciate. We tried to give her former friend a proper send off before we set back out. Normally, I'd have left it to his own people, but it was a last request.

It seems my little Earthlings' life has gotten more complicated. I really hope this new addition to the crew will be a boon for him.

-*Finish Entry*-

Tyler’s brow furrowed as he came back to reality from his slumber. Feeling pressure on his chest, the young Earthling gave a small yawn before he blinked open his eyes.

The bluish alien feline appeared in his vision, looming over him. She lifted her muzzle and said, “You awaken at last, I see.”

“Ngh…Yeah, you gonna let me sit up, Shallie?” Tyler grunted as he rubbed his head.

The Reinsha gave him a small snort and gingerly padded off his chest, taking a seat on his nightstand.

Tyler sat up and raked his paws through his hair, trying to tame it somewhat. “How long have you been awake?” he asked as he looked over at his new companion.

“Approximately two of your USF standard hours,” Shallie said simply.

“You didn't sleep long, do Reinsha's have a fast sleep cycle?” he asked while throwing the sheets off and climbing from the bed in just his boxers.

“Our sleeping cycles are not faster than yours on the whole, but my body has been asleep for literally years, so I'm not surprised I rested briefly.” Shallie casually stretched, bending forward to thrust her hips out like a primitive Earth cat, her tails fanning out.

“That makes sense. I suppose you- Woah!” The small feline nimbly leaped from the nightstand onto his shoulder with no warning. Her tiny claws dug in for grip through his furred flesh as she perched.

“You seem surprised, even though I spent most of yesterday on your shoulder like this,” Shallie huffed as she settled down, her tails brushing the back of his neck.

“Sure, but I wasn't in just my boxers then,” Tyler muttered awkwardly.

Shallie scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Please, Tyler. I've seen the debauchery in your mind and the memories of what your mates have put you through. Me perching upon your shoulder while you are mostly nude is nothing of note.”

“I- I suppose that's true… Uhm… What kind of relationship is this between us anyway?” he asked while moving through his quarters to get a glass of water.

Shallie simply replied, “I am now intrinsically linked to you, Tyler. Your hopes, wants, fears, and motivations shall become my own.”

“I get that, but don't you have your own motivations or desires?” Tyler asked as the replicator produced his drink.

“Of course, I have basic wants and needs as you do. Such as food, hydration, hygiene needs, and rest,” she explained simply.

“Shallie, if you’re in my head, then you know exactly what I’m talking about!” Tyler grumbled as he took a long sip of water.

“Yes, but your question is a complex one. We’ve only just established our bond, so I’ve no direction at present. When I was planet-side with my former master’s wife, I’d enjoy painting, but that was several Marvullian years ago.”

“Painting? Uh…” Tyler tilted his head, giving the small alien feline a side-eye.

“I suppose I’ve not shared that information with you yet… I am what your species calls a Psion, Tyler. I can use telekinesis and of course, as you know, telepathy.” As Shallie explained, Tyler felt his glass beginning to pull gently against his grip. He let out a small yip in alarm as the glass simply slipped out of his hand, hovering in front of him, before it moved to his shoulder and pivoted forward in front of Shallie. The water reached just the edge of the rim before his companion lapped at it, without her having to lift a paw.

“That’s incredible! Since you awakened my own dormant abilities, will I also be able to use telekinesis?” he asked, eagerness in his voice.

‘Perhaps… I would need to study Earthling biology to be sure. If I tried to awaken parts of your brain you weren’t meant to awaken, it might have adverse consequences,’ Shallie thought to him while drinking.

‘Ah… That makes sense…’ Tyler returned her thoughts.

“Don’t sound so disappointed,” she spoke up as she finished drinking, “you have a stronger psychic ability now than most of your species at large, you have two beautiful aliens in love with you, and most importantly…” She shifted the glass back into his paw and licked her chops, thinking the rest, ‘You have me as a companion. You have nothing to be disappointed about.’

“You’re right… So like I asked earlier, what kind of relationship is this?” Tyler asked before draining the rest of the glass and plunking it down on the counter.

“I am biologically engineered to provide companionship of various natures. To my first master, I was akin to a child. My second, more of a sister. Had Lujack’s daughter not passed, I’d most likely have taken up the role of a second mother to her, but as it stood, Lujack saw me as an equal.”

“I’d like that too, Shallie. I want you to be your own, er… Reinsha first and foremost.” Tyler nodded to her as he walked back to his sleeping area, gathering his clothing for the day.

“An honorable thought, Tyler. Just understand my life is woven with yours. You are my final and only Master now. When you pass, I will follow you into the darkness.” Shallie hopped down from his shoulder. Tyler watched her collar and small, mint-green cape swoop through the air over to her, neatly folding before settling on the nightstand beside her.

Tyler frowned but gave her a small nod. “I understand, and I’ll try to be good to you, Shallie. I want your last uh… Cycle, to be a wonderful one, and I’m honored to be-”

“Come now, let us do away with the dramatics, Tyler. No need for talk of honor and the like, you have made your intention crystal clear, and I will do my utmost to enjoy this final bond as well. Now… shall we?” She leaped to his shoulder once more as he held his uniform, her own folded up cape and collar hovering next to her.

“S-Shall we what?” he stammered out awkwardly.

“Bathe, of course? You were about to shower, and as I told you prior, hygiene is one of my desires. Surely you do not assume I’d simply clean myself with my tongue like some feral Earth feline?” Shallie scoffed at the notion.

“No, of course not! Erm, but uh…” he trailed off awkwardly.

“Tyler, must I reassure you again? I have delved deep into your memories. I have seen what you’ve done with the other two. Seeing your body in full is of no consequence, even if…” She snorted and looked down at the rising bulge in his boxers. “Ah, a stress response… This is why they like you, your body responds to tension and teasing with… eagerness…” She mused on the words, sounding entertained as the young fox awkwardly pushed a paw over his crotch.

Tyler muttered out, “I mean, that is to say… I just-”

“Come now, if you keep dawdling, you will be late for your shift at the bakery, yes? It will be fine, and I will even wash your back for you,” Shallie insisted, sounding like an annoyed mother instructing her disobedient kit. “Now off we go!”

“Y-yes ma’a- erm, Shallie…” Tyler whispered nervously as he clutched his clothes, holding them over his crotch while walking to the shower with his new companion riding along on his shoulder.

-

Junon’s ear flicked as the two approached for their shift, and her eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of them. Wasting no time, she clasped her hands and yipped, “So, I was thinking of what we could do with you while Tyler was working!”

The Reinsha lifted her muzzle, crystal eyes glimmering suspiciously as her tails flicked against Tyler’s back. “And what is that, Captain?”

“Well, first off, remember the rules of the bakery!” Junon wagged a finger as she grinned, then pointed to the sign near the counter that read, ‘Rank-Free Zone’.

Shallie nodded then spoke again, “And what is that, Junon?”

“My pet?“ Junon spoke adoringly over her shoulder.

Leona produced a small box in her open paws. All three noted the alien feline’s right eye give a little twitch before the box opened right up, the flaps lifted by an invisible force. Then, out rose a small, frilly, black and white dress similar to Leona’s, but shaped and sized for the tiny quadruped’s body.

“Surely you jest…” Shallie gave the grinning Salarian a small glare.

“Nope, you’ll be helping Leona with service! The cafe has gotten more popular, and she could use the help!” Junon hummed as she put a paw to her chest.

“Ah, isn’t this a bit much, Junon?” Tyler asked awkwardly, but his eyes betrayed his curiosity. He did want to see his new companion in the outfit.

“I believe a certain kitty said your duties were her duties, so…” Junon trailed off, bringing a paw up to rest on her own cheek while giving the new alien a knowing grin.

“Very well, but understand I have weight restrictions on the amount I can transport with my telekinesis…” the Reinsha grumbled as she hopped down off Tyler’s shoulder. She trotted into the back kitchen with the small outfit following behind her.

“Junon, how did you know Shallie could use telekinesis?” Tyler asked curiously.

“Oh, we had a little conversation on the bridge in our heads about what she was all about shortly after the ceremony for her former master,” the Salarian answered casually.

A few minutes later, Shallie returned sporting the small frilly dress that came down to her hind legs near her tails. Each leg had a small white stocking on it, and a tiny tiara rested atop her head.

“I could have forgiven the rest of this getup, but did you have to include these frilly undergarments?” Shallie grumbled about the tiny set of panties she was also wearing.

“You look so damn cute!” Junon giggled deviously then smirked over at Tyler. “What do you think?”

“Yeah… I have to admit, you look rather adorable, Shallie!” Tyler chuckled.

“You have eclectic tastes, Junon,” Shallie said simply as she leaped back up to perch on Tyler's shoulder once more.

“At least I put you in something cute and not sexy, like my pet!” Junon cooed as she moved over to rub under Leona's jaw.

The wolf gave a small shudder then growled adoringly, “I'd wear cute or sexy attire for you, my dalrae…”

“I think you should wear something cute sometime, Leona!” Tyler barked out cheerfully, the Rashvian’s large, fluffy ears perking right up.

‘You have overstepped your position, Tyler,’ came Shallie’s thoughts, ‘and I'm afraid you might have a comeuppance at paw.’ The feline quickly hopped off his shoulder onto the counter to distance herself.

‘Huh?’ he thought, then bit his lower lip as Leona moved in on him.

“You… are presuming to suggest… what I wear, my Fhiel?” Leona asked with a growl, her paw drifting over his small pink collar.

“Uh! Th-that's not exactly what uh… I… erm… Was…” He shuddered as her paw cupped his jaw, already feeling the euphoria start to nip at his willpower.

“Someone's in trouble…” Junon cooed out playfully.

“We will discuss this later, my fox… You come straight to my quarters after our shift, is that understood?” Leona scratched under his jaw as he gulped loudly and obediently nodded.

“I will need to come along, but I'm willing to excuse myself to another area of your quarters if you need privacy,” Shallie said simply.

“No no, I want you to come along, I want you to watch…” Leona growled deviously as she looked back at Tyler.

“Ah! I'd be happy to, then!” the small alien feline mewed eagerly.

“Me too?” Junon pouted playfully.

“Of course, my dalrae, please come along as well.” The Rashvian released Tyler's collar, leaving the foreboding tension hanging over him as she walked to the counter, her thick tail sashaying behind her.

‘So, what do I need to do?’ Shallie projected her thoughts straight into Leona's mind.

‘Oh, it's simple. Just take orders to the tables once they're ready. Watch me a few times and you’ll have it,’ Leona thought as she nodded to the small feline alien on the counter.

‘Simple enough. I can sense you have concerns, ask away if you have questions in this moment of privacy.’ Shallie looked straight on with the Rashvian with her crystal eyes.

‘Are you going to have a problem or cause issues with how I handle my relationship with Tyler?’ Leona asked. The two blinked in unison.

‘Perish the thought. I celebrate the diversity and look forward to seeing it!’ Shallie showed a small, sharp grin as she answered.

‘Why's that? If I may?’ The wolf cocked a brow.

‘I have been a companion to a terribly vanilla family for three generations, Leona. The most risqué thing to them would be oral sex. I loved them all, but their sex lives were rather stale… Seeing Tyler's memories of you three is thrilling to me.’ Shallie hopped off the counter and paced over to the Rashvian.

Leona rubbed her jaw. ‘That's pretty interesting. It's hard to imagine you interested in-’

‘Rest assured, Leona. My species is not just a companion in title, and that term extends to all types of companionship. I personally never had relations like that with my former masters, but we are genetically equipped for such… activity. We have urges and needs like many other aliens, just in a smaller size.’

‘So what kind of relationship are you pursuing with Tyler?’

‘Whatever relationship he wishes, but I'm well aware of your personal restrictions and position with him. I have no intention of disrupting his life with the two of you.’

“You two look locked in. You need a few?” Junon asked aloud. Toth the Rashvian and Reinsha looking back at her in unison, blinking before the connection severed.

“That isn't necessary, my dalrae.” Leona straightened up and waved a paw. “Come along, Shallie, let me show you the ropes.”

Soon enough, the bakery was open, and the morning routine had begun. The ship didn't have the crew capacity of most of the other ships in the fleet, but with over a hundred souls on board, once word of the bakery got out, it created plenty of regulars. Lots of the non-officer crew initially came just to get a glimpse of their Captain, but once they tried the tea and treats, they made it a point to come back. A sizeable wave of customers began to flow through the doors, exchanging pleasantries and eagerly ordering fresh-baked treats.

“Can you take this to table seven, Shallie?” Junon asked as she placed a small tray down with a teacup and a danish.

“Certainly.” The small alien feline strutted off, the tray hovering along behind her.

“Whoa!” The guest gasped out to see the floating tray of goods and small Reinsha presenting them.

“It's telekinesis, before you become the twelfth one to ask me today,” Shallie said curtly but politely as the tea and danish gently settled before the crew member. “Please enjoy your breakfast,” she followed up before turning and trotting back with the now-empty tray.

“How are you doing out here, Shallie?” Tyler stepped out of the kitchen to check on his companion.

“It's simplistic enough, I have no qualms about it,” Shallie answered matter-of-factly.

“Oh good. I was worried you might be annoyed being dragged into my job like this,” he said apologetically.

Shallie mewed out with a sigh, “Tyler, I'll take this any cycle over the endless doldrum of riding in a delivery ship. Besides, your duties are my duties.”

‘Even so, I don't want you to feel obligated.’ Tyler thought to her.

Shallie tilted her head as her thoughts responded. ‘I do not feel obligated per se, but more importantly. Need I remind you, Tyler? Your new psychic development is in an infantile state.’

‘What does that mean exactly?’ he thought.

‘It means you're broadcasting on all channels,’ Junon replied, all the way from the kitchen. ‘Anyone with the capability to sense or utilize telepathy will hear you, no matter who you are speaking to.’

‘Hence the little situation we had earlier, I assume?’ Leona's thoughts joined in as she looked back at him from a table she was serving.

‘I'm so confused, though. Why is it that I only hear Junon or Shallie if they start, but if I do it, everyone can hear?’ Tyler folded his arms with a growl.

Shallie fanned her tails out, letting them swish about before she answered, ‘Let me explain it in an Earthling analogy. Imagine your thoughts are like water running through a pipe, but then it comes to a split where it can flow in two different directions. Well, Junon and I know how to clamp off the flow in the other direction to have it go where we want. You haven't learned to do that yet.’

‘Yes, and right now you have a three-way junction. It's going to take practice and focus to hone it.’ Junon followed up to the four.

Leona stepped forward as she looked at Reinsha. ‘Shallie, I understand Tyler is broadcasting, but why can I hear it? You and Junon are naturally gifted in this. My only experience is with her.’

‘Junon planted the seed, as it were. She awakened your mind to be receptive to it. Your species' natural forte for psychic abilities no doubt aided in-’

Leona cut her off, ‘Natural forte? Shallie, Rashvians aren't a psychically gifted species. I can't ever recall hearing of any examples of our species showing any such abilities.’

The Reinsha looked down in thought at that, then blinked up at the Rashvian before her as Junon stepped out of the kitchen to join them. “Leona,” Shallie mewed aloud, “that simply can't be possible. Your psychic connection with Junon is too powerful to be something you just had… tacked on recently!”

“That's the truth of the matter, though. Leona and I established a bond when we became lovers, just like any other partner a Salarian takes,” Junon explained.

“I understand what you're saying. My own bonding is not dissimilar, albeit far more potent and with greater ramifications…” Shallie peered intently at the two of them and then nodded to herself. “Let me ask you something: how far apart have you two been since that neutron star fiasco?”

“Tyler told you about that?” Junon frowned.

Shallie shook her head. “No, I found it myself. That's also how I have some limited knowledge of your two species without having studied myself. His memories are as open to me as the rest of his mind.”

“It's kind of scary you can just dig into my memories like that…” Tyler said awkwardly.

“Did I not warn you before you agreed to this bond? Were my words not pointed enough?” Shallie turned her gaze to her companion.

“Oh, they were! I don't regret it, just still getting used to it!” Tyler offered her a small grin.

Shallie looked back over her shoulder towards Junon. “Returning to the question, how far apart have you two been since then? I'm predicting not far…”

Junon rubbed her jaw. “Uhm… Well, Andrew and I spent some time on his flagship while Leona was aboard the Occam. That was probably the furthest we've been. And, actually… I did feel rather ill at first when I arrived on the Astral, but I assumed it was just warp-lag from the trip,” the Salarian explained with a shrug.

“I also felt ill after we returned. Well, after we started leave officially. I was afraid it'd ruin my date with Tyler. I put on a brave front and took some medicine to try to power through it for him, but I started feeling better once… We arrived at the Astral?” Leona tilted her head as she looked at Junon.

Shallie flicked her tails about as she spoke again, “You two have somehow established what Marvullians call the lifeblood bond. It's why I assumed you to be wives upon meeting.”

Junon gave a small grunt. She could feel Leona's emotions surge through her; the wolf was giddy at the mention of them having such a strong bond. Junon turned her thoughts straight to Leona's. ‘I can feel your emotions rushing through me… you're really happy at the prospect of this, aren't you, my racha?’

‘Of course I am! I love you, dalrae! I think I loved you at first sight!’ The Rashvian stared straight at her, tail wagging faster, looking ready to pounce on her right there on the spot.

‘I'll call toth on that one, my love. You wanted to strangle me when we met. I'm predicting you fell for me after we locked horns in the holo suite.’ A knowing grin spread on the smaller dog's face as they stared one another down.

‘Fuck! You get me so wet when you talk and look at me like that!’ Leona stepped right over to her lover.

Junon hummed and reached up to grasp the frilly top Leona wore, and pulled her closer. “Get over here, pet…” She snarled as she pushed her muzzle against the wolf's.

Leona groaned and happily threw her arms around her dalrae, both of them settling into a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues lavishing one another with slow, eager flicks. Their breath came out in hot snarls and growls, slowly growing louder as they kissed more deeply.

“Perhaps you should prematurely close the bakery if you two are going to do this?” Shallie's voice cut through.

Leona gasped as their lips parted, and she huffed against Junon's throat as she went in for love nips. “Gods, I love you, dalrae…”

“And I you, my Leona, my pet, my racha…” Junon sighed adoringly and hugged closer to the other girl closer, feeling the sharp teeth of her wolf nipping eagerly at her neck fur as well now.

Tyler's ears perked, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Shallie's thoughts flooded his mind, ‘Do not… that title is not something to be pursued or aimed for. It will come in time, or it won't, but decrying it now would only serve to create strife in your relationship.’

‘I- I wasn’t going to complain, I was just shocked to hear it…’ Tyler responded, then frowned as he thought, ‘Wait- can’t they hear us?’

‘No, I initiated the conversation and so your water is flowing through my pipes as it were. I am controlling the flow valves, but if you attempt to reach either of them, you will disrupt the connection.’ Shallie gave a pained wince as the fox and wolf seemed to just get lost in their petting.

“Are you two alright?” Tyler asked aloud with clear concern in his voice as Junon was in the process of dragging her tongue up Leona’s throat, her paws already starting to pull the lacy thread of her pet’s top clear. A moment later, he started hearing a high-pitched ringing in his ears, pushing a paw to his head, his other bracing on the counter.

“Huff… Yes… We’re fine…” Junon snarled as she slowly brought her paws back, both of them visibly shaking, her tails rigid and shuddering. Leona’s paws hesitated to pull away as she slowly stood upright again. A moment later, she adjusted her top and rethreaded the lace.

Shallie leaped upon Tyler's shoulder and settled down, curling her tails along his neck as she sighed out, “I need a minute, that overloaded my senses…” She closed her eyes, seeming to slip off into a daze.

“Did it happen again? What is going on?” Leona asked as she shook her head a few times, noticing ringing in her own ears that was thankfully easing.

“I’m not sure… hearing you say you love me, seeing that look in your eyes. I just…” Junon flexed her paws as she looked down at them, feeling a shudder roll through her body once more.

“Whatever that was, it started messing with my head. Shallie’s too, it seems,” Tyler spoke up as he slowly straightened himself, gently pushing a paw to the small alien feline’s hip to hold her steady as he straightened.

Leona rubbed her jaw and frowned. “Are we going to have to just avoid being affectionate around each other until we sort this?”

“Gods, I hope not!” Junon barked out, already sounding frustrated at the thought of it.

“Have you guys had sex since that incident on the bridge right before we found Shallie?” Tyler asked.

“Yes, and to my knowledge, nothing came of it. I didn’t feel like… this… and we didn’t hear of anyone reporting to medical in the nearby officer quarters,” the Salarian grumbled as she put her paws on her hips, looking more annoyed by the second over the situation.

“Is Shallie alright?” Leona asked.

The Reinsha’s large ears flicked forward a few times against Tyler’s jaw fur before she lifted her head, but kept her eyes closed. “I will be fine, I’ve shut off my psionic receptors to let them rest. Your burst of psychic energy just overloaded them, so I’m currently blind both figuratively and literally.”

“Blind? You mean you can’t see if you’re not using psyching power?” Tyler asked with concern, clearly in his voice.

“You’ve seen my eyes, Tyler. Do you see anything that resembles a typical iris or pupil? I see the word through psychic focus. My eyes are directly tied to my psionic abilities,” Shallie explained calmly.

“How long will this blindness last?” Junon asked.

“I’ll be fine in a few minutes… It’s nothing to worry yourself over, Captain. Also, as I cannot read your sign at present, I need not adhere to your rule,” the Reinsha said in her haughty little tone to ease the tension.

“You don’t seem surprised or troubled about this,” Leona commented.

“I’ve seen and experienced this before. Marvullians come in all shapes and sizes, but one thing they all have in common is that they’re psychic in some form or fashion. Some might be only lightly receptive, others may be master psionicists who can perform complex tasks or acts of supernatural feats with their minds.”

“Do you know what’s going on with me and Leona, Shallie?” Junon asked point-blank.

“You both have massive egos, and they’re clashing,” the small alien said as she settled back down. Tyler just gave a small snort of a chuckle.

“Am I that egotistical?” Junon showed her teeth in a grin as she pushed a paw to her chest.

“Not that kind of ego… and yes.” Shallie sighed, then continued, “Ego as in, you both have very strong psionic signatures, and they are clashing, like…” She mulled for a moment before resuming, ”a massive wave crashing into the shore. For the two of you, it’s just the ocean you’re both part of, but for everyone else, it’s smashing up the dock and ships.”

“So what can we do? I don’t even feel psychically… well, anything when I’m not with Junon, let alone strong.” Leona put a paw on her hip.

“Junon is your conduit, Leona. She’s striking your ego like a tuning fork.” Shallie looked up and slowly opened her eyes. The crystal pattern was more dull than normal, but it started to reflect light again as she continued, “You two just need to learn to control it. My knowledge of Salarian culture is limited, but what I know from Tyler’s own studies is that those chains your species use aren’t just for breeding. Most likely, it’s to focus two partners’ egos so they don’t run wild. I mean, look at what it’s doing to the crew around you with little or no psychic potential. Now, imagine a newly born puppy that was intrinsically linked to their parents’ own egos. I don’t think I need to elaborate further.”

“So we need to work on it? How would we go about that?” Junon frowned and looked around the seating area. Thankfully, the patrons were not looking worse for wear over the psionic burst.

‘I think you already know where to do that, Junon and Leona. You need to do it in the place where it first started…’ Shallie’s thoughts filled the Salarian and Rashvian's minds, though her voice sounded weak, as if winded.

‘Lashrey Cha Derheth…’ Junon thought.

‘That may be the name your species gives it, but it’s a similar process Marvullians also experience, and that would be where your bond would be strongest. During that moment, your minds become as one.’

‘That still doesn’t explain why I suddenly have this connection!’ Leona's own thoughts entered the conversation.

‘Even Marvullians, for all their technological advances, can’t always explain why this happens sometimes. It could be trauma, a stress response, or even a soulmate connection if you choose to believe that idea. I personally think you two just clicked and something formed,’ Shallie nodded before both of them felt the telepathy drop off.

“That’s all I can muster for now… I apologize, Junon, but I feel I may be a liability if you request me to use my telekinesis any further today…” Shallie spoke aloud.

“That’s okay, Shallie, it’s kind of mine and Leona’s faults anyway. She and I will talk about this later. I apologize again for the discomfort,” Junon frowned as she spoke.

“It’s about that time anyway. Should we do last call and wrap up things? We’ll be due on the bridge within an hour,” Tyler suggested, lifting a paw to rub at Shallie’s head while she settled back down.

“That sounds good to me. Are you going to be alright riding up there while Tyler works? Should we find you a spot to rest on the Bridge?” Junon peered at the small feline on his shoulder.

“My claws have a mind of their own, you could say. Rest assured, I’ll not tumble off him, even in my sleep. I've had decades and decades of practice doing this, longer than any of you have even been alive. I’ll be fine.” Shallie gave a yawn at the head scratches and snuggled up against the fox’s neck.

-*Marvullia Public Data Archives*-

-*General Knowledge Database: Enter Query?*-

-*>Reinsha>*-

(NOTE; The following data archive has been interspersed with USF standard time and distance notations, as well as other notations. Please be advised one-hundred percent accuracy is not guaranteed.)

Reinsha:

Reinsha are biologically engineered companions that were created approximately (six hundred USF standard years) ago. They typically resemble (Ancient Felis genus of the Sol system), with quadrupedal movement, thin fur, large, pointed ears, and four tails.

Reinsha will bond their advanced psychic persona with a chosen host, with the host’s consent. Upon forming a union, the two creatures form a symbiotic relationship where the Reinsha bolsters the host's psyche, while the host shares their life force in return. Reinsha were originally created as a type of support pet for psychically ailing or weak Marvullians. Over time, Reinsha eventually became fully fledged citizens of Marvullian culture. Most are generally given equal rights among the population.

Reinsha must be bonded to a willing host, or they will die. They can survive for upwards to (One USF standard week) without a host, but their physical health will rapidly deteriorate, and within days, they may fall into a coma from which they will not awaken.

Once a bond is established, the host and Reinsha must remain in close proximity for several (Approximately one month). After this initial phase, the two may be separated within reason, but if great distances are incurred, both the host and Reinsha will suffer agonizing psychic pain. If the two are suddenly separated over extreme distances, such as the length of a solar system, the Reinsha will die, and the host will suffer catastrophic and permanent psyche damage to the point their mind will likely not recover.

Upon birth, a Reinsha has four elongated tails, each of which represents a one-time psychic conduit they may activate with a willing host. When a host passes, the Reinsha must establish a new bond with a new conduit. If the final host dies, the bonded companion will immediately expire as well.

Though Reinsha have a fully developed set of sexual reproductive organs and may even engage in sexual acts, they may only reproduce under very specific circumstances. Firstly, they must be in their final bond. Second, they can only conceive a kitten with another willing Reinsha who is also in a final bond, and they can only conceive psychically. Finally, a host must be willing and ready to accept the psyche of the newly born Reinsha within hours of birth, or it will die.

To call Reinsha incredibly powerful psionists would be an understatement. They sport an advanced bio-engineered psyche that even most Marvullians fail to match. They can communicate telepathically with not just their bonded host, but any other sentient creature with the capability of understanding them. They also have telekinesis and can easily manipulate matter with their minds.

Just like most carbon-based species, Reinsha need regular nutrition, sleep, and various other necessities to sustain life. Bonded or not, a Reinsha has no special protection from any other perils most species face.

-*End Archive*-

“Nothing more of note, ma’am! Just that lone class two volcanic world!” Klasko spoke out politely.

“I suppose that’s the nature of things… Not all systems can be exciting, most won’t be… Hmm…” Junon pulled up the starchart to look over the nearby stars. Rubbing her jaw, she saw a cluster of three systems, the sensors showing two red stars and another yellow one. “Helmsman, we’ll head for this cluster of systems next. Can you give me an estimate?”

“One cycle to the outlier red star, the other two can be reached within a pawful of USF standard hours from there, ma’am!” Shelby mewed out.

“Make it so then…” Junon waved a paw as the half-Marvullian plotted the course in the ship's computer. Within a few minutes, they were back in warp and on their way.

‘How is Shallie holding up?’ Junon sent her thoughts to Tyler.

‘She’s been asleep for the last three hours, but she’s not budged from this spot,’ he answered back.

Junon rubbed her jaw again, then scanned the bridge before she thought to Tyler, ‘I want to test something… I want you to push out your own ego and try to reach out to me, got it?’

‘Yes ma’am,’ Tyler thought, but Junon had already pulled back her own thoughts. However, her test was a success, because her Helmsman’s ears shot up and she jumped a little in her seat.

‘What the fuck!?’ Morganna’s thoughts burst into consciousness, heard by Tyler, Junon, and Leona.

‘Oh damn! Sorry about that, Morganna!’ Tyler bit his lower lip.

‘That’s… Okay? I mean, I spoke with Garrish like this, and he explained as a half, I had the latent ability for it, I just didn’t expect it from you,’ Shelby cut her white eyes over towards Tyler.

‘Tyler recently leveled up his own psychic abilities, you could say, but he can’t focus it, so if he tries to reach out to anyone, it flows forth to the whole area basically,’ Junon’s own thoughts filled the space.

‘Ah, that makes sense… Are we keeping protocol and such like this, ma’am?’ Shelby’s solid eyes turned to her Captain.

‘Please do, yes. We are still on the clock as it were, Lieutenant.’ Junon gave her a nod.

‘Yes, Captain, understood. I apologize for my crass outburst at the onset,’ she responded dutifully.

‘No need to apologize, it did catch you off guard after all. Anyway, while I’ve got you here. I need to ask… Have you had any adverse issues after me and the First Officer’s little… situation that happened shortly before we found that derelict?’

‘No ma’am. Other than the initial headache that lasted a few hours, I’ve not noticed any lingering issues,’ Shelby answered.

‘Alright, I do apologize again for that discomfort. First Officer Sussnel and I are trying to sort this out.’ Junon nodded as she settled back in her seat.

‘That’s correct, Lieutenant, please accept my own apologies as well. The Captain and I have agreed to keep a paws off position on the bridge going forward to avoid such potential issues,’ Leona’s own thoughts came forth.

‘Captain, First Officer, may I speak freely? Or erm… think freely for a moment?’ Shelby glanced back at the two of them from her console.

‘I don’t see why not, it’s not as if any of this will be put on record or can really be held to any USF standards when you get down to it,’ Junon nodded to her Helmsman.

‘I enjoy watching you two struggle to not just break down into sex on the bridge, it’s something entertaining to watch during the humdrum of just being in warp finding busy work,’ Morgonna confessed.

‘Well, well, never would have taken you for a voyeur,’ Leona thought with amusement showing on her face.

‘I’d not say it’s voyeurism so much as just, it’s entertaining? Trust me, I’m more of a paws-on kinda girl if I can help it.’ Shelby offered a small smile.

Junon showed a wide grin as her thoughts filled the conversation, ‘Paws on you say? Had any interesting conquests since you arrived on my-’

‘Captain! Junon, I really don’t think we should be speaking that freely on duty, perhaps off duty you and Morganna can talk of conquests and adventures?’ Leona looked fussy as she folded her arms.

‘Fine, I suppose you’re right, First… Starting to sound like Andrew’s pomeranian…’ Even Junon’s thoughts sounded fussy.

‘Sorry to just barge into your head like this, Morganna, I’ll be more careful in the future!’ Tyler’s own thoughts chimed in.

Morganna looked at him and offered a small, surprisingly playful smile as she responded, ‘it’s okay, Tyler… You can talk to me anytime, I don’t mind.’

Junon showed her teeth in an amused grin at the calico taking a shot at flirting. The young fox looked oblivious to it. Leona, on the other paw, shot a sharp glare at Shelby. The Helmsman frowned as she darted her gaze away rather abruptly at the intent stare of her higher-ranked officer.

“You scared her, racha!” Junon giggled as she leaned over to whisper in Leona’s ear.

“Good!” Leona snapped her teeth with a deep growl. Junon’s amused smile fell, but she said nothing as she rocked back into her seat. The telepathic group chat simply faded into the aether after that, as if no one really had anything to risk saying after the awkward moment.

Once their active duty time ended and Junon dismissed the bridge crew, Shelby stepped over to Tyler’s area while he was logging out of his own console. “Hey, Tyler, do you have a second?” she asked in a soft mew.

“Sure, Morganna… one sec…” He finished what he was doing and then gave her his full attention, staring right into her solid white eyes as Shallie hopped from his shoulder and trotted several feet away. “What’s up?”

“Hey, yeah, I was uh… Serious back there. Would you like to go hang out and get coffee or something at the Mess area sometime?” she just asked point-blank with a shift of a paw to her hip.

“Oh, what the fuck?!” Leona hissed out in a whisper as her paws drew into fists, taking a step toward the two of them after rising from her chair.

“What?! Leona! What are you doing?” Junon, who had been watching on with amusement from her own chair, hissed out as she hopped up and quickly headed the Rashvian off.

‘She is making the moves on my fox!’ Leona snarled as her thoughts filled Junon’s mind.

‘OUR fox, Leona! Let Tyler be, if he wants to-’ Junon gave a surprised huff as Leona pushed past her.

“Tyler, did you forget you have plans… with me?” Leona spoke authoritatively as the young fox perked his ears and tail right up, his blue eyes darting to the Rashvian.

“N-No, Leona. I remember, I was just telling Morganna I had plans with you and Junon but that maybe later I-”

“Yes, maybe later, now let’s go!” she barked out and snapped her teeth as he yipped and nodded before gathering up his personal bag. Shelby just stared wide-eyed at the display as the large wolf growled and spun on her heel, stomping towards the lift.

“We’ll talk later, Lieutenant, sorry about that…” Junon whispered to the half-Marvullian as she quickly followed after Leona.

The doors to the lift slid closed as Leona stood there with her arms crossed, looking straight ahead at the door with a small glare on her face.

“What… was that?” Junon growled.

“We can talk about this later, Junon. I need to calm down right now,” Leona grumbled as she kept looking straight ahead.

“Talk about what? What’s so bad about hanging out with Morganna, Leona?” Tyler asked with a frown.

“I said, later,” the wolf snarled as her thick tail thrashed.

“Okay, my racha… You and I will revisit this, but for now, I suggest we relax and enjoy our time off, yes?” Junon offered a calm foil to the wolf’s snarling.

Leona took a deep, composing breath, closing her eyes in focus before she gave a small nod. “Indeed… No sense in ruining the night over the situation.”

“What situation?!” Tyler growled in frustration.

‘She’s upset because Morganna was asking you out on a date. Need I remind you of the terms of your relationship, Tyler?’ Shallie’s thoughts pierced into his own mind.

‘A date?! She just wants to hang out! Am I not allowed to have friends, or meet new people?!’ Tyler’s thoughts sounded like a snarl as he answered.

‘Why are you levying those questions at me, Tyler? I’m not Leona, you should ask her. I’d recommend waiting until later, though.’ Shallie snorted.

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“Come on out, my fox!” Leona barked eagerly from the other side of the door.

“I- I’d rather not?” Tyler responded with a groan.

“Oh I bet! Get your tail out here, Tyler!” Junon called out excitedly.

There was a small, uncomfortable groan from the Earthling before the door hissed open from the restroom. The young fox awkwardly stepped out, his knees shaky as he tried to walk in a pair of heels. His legs had white stockings riding up to his thighs, where a frilly black and white dress bloomed out from his waist. The top was a sleeveless corset that cupped his toned chest, and on his head was a frilly white maid hat that perched between his large, dark ears. His cheek fur was streaked with blush, and his lips shimmered with a pink lipstick contrasting his black fur. It perfectly matched the pink collar around his throat.

“Oh! You look so cute!” Leona cooed in amusement.

“He’s rather adorable, isn’t he?” Junon also cooed out as both girls admired their work.

“I’m uh… glad you like it, can I go change now?” Tyler muttered out as he posed with one paw awkwardly on his hip, his knees shaking from the heels on his footpaws.

“What’s your hurry, Master? Don’t you enjoy three girls admiring you? Saying you look cute?” Shallie joined in with the teasing, perched on the nightstand looking amused.

“Sure, but… not like this… Can I please change, Leona?” he whimpered awkwardly.

Her grin widened. “Nope! You’ll be leaving it on for the rest of the night, my Fheil!” The Rashvian sighed proudly as she stepped forward, her claws sliding under his jaw, scratching as he shivered from her intoxicating touch. “Understand?”

Tyler’s tongue peeked out faintly in a small pant, giving a little nod and whimper at her touch, whispering out, “Y-yes ma’am…”

“He’s cute, but he needs more practice in those heels…” Junon mused.

“It’s true, if I were to hop on his shoulder like this, he’d likely fall on his tail!” Shallie chimed in.

“I agree… Time to practice, my fox…” Leona reached to the counter where she already had a leash waiting. Tyler snapped his teeth together, giving a disapproving whimper as she hooked the leash to his collar.

“Leona… erm… Mistress… May I practice walking on my-” He gave a soft gasp as she pulled on the leash and started pacing away, grinning over her shoulder and saying nothing. His footpaws tried to match her pace, wobbling and shifting awkwardly as he tried to walk.

“Come on, Master! Put your hips into it! Heel to toe, remember?!” Shallie mewed out playfully as Junon giggled at the scene.

“Come on, sweetie, they're not even that big of a set, your footpaws are barely arched!” Junon joined in on the teasing as Tyler awkwardly paced behind Leona, his paws out as if balancing on a beam.

“Yes, you admired the heels Junon wears, well, time to see how much work it is!” Leona hummed as she walked him through the quarters on his leash.

“I’ll… never take heels for granted again… fuck,” he snarled as he fumbled about. Slowly but surely, as they made a few passes, his balance and technique started to improve.

“He’s a quick study, I had no doubt in him!” Junon said with a giggle.

“Indeed. He is a trained martial artist, though, yes?” Shallie offered. “Balance is not something you can lack when fencing or grappling.” She nodded to his slightly improved form as Leona returned to the two of them, a smug grin on her muzzle.

“Good boy… good dog,” she cooed, moving her free paw up to rub at one of his ears and rake claws through his blonde locks of hair, curled to make him look more feminine.

Tyler whimpered lovingly at the touch, then bit his lower lip as Junon approached him. The Salarian pushed close, letting her large breasts push against his arm as she brushed a paw along his belly.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, Ty?” she cooed as she casually gripped the front of the skirt he had on, lifting it to reveal a frilly set of white panties, his tapered cock shamelessly tenting against the delicate fabric.

“You’re such a sucker for abuse, Master…” Shallie mewed with her own wicked grin.

“So, you’re going to remember your place from now on, yes my Fheil? I’ll wear what I please, and you’ll like it, and if you don’t, you’ll wear what I please too…” Leona hummed as her paw slid down to cup his showing length, rubbing it through the panties, feeling it jump eagerly at his Rashvian master’s touch.

“Y-Yes ma’am… I- I promise…” he whimpered and panted as both his lovers rubbed and pushed close to him, a soft sigh escaping his throat.

“Hm… mhm… mhm? You know what, I like that idea, Shallie!” Leona barked out with a grin.

“Idea? What idea? Shallie, what did you-” Tyler yipped as Leona pulled him back into motion, stumbling once more as Junon giggled when her little boyfriend was pulled from her arms.

“Oh, just some telepathic girl talk, Master…” Shallie purred as she hopped down and followed Leona, who marched the young fox into her sleep quarters.

“Down boy!” she snarled and yanked on his collar, Tyler yelping from the sudden tug as he toppled forward onto the bed. He found himself across her lap, his shameless bulge pushing into her as he realized his position.

“H-Hang on!” he barked out, then grunted as the slightly larger girl shoved a paw to his shoulder, holding him down as he squirmed. Then, his tail went rigid and sprang up as he felt his dress shoved up, exposing his firm rear in the frilly panties.

“Cresh cha! Really, racha?” Junon gave an excited grin as she entered the room.

“Uh huh… you were a bit of a bad boy today, Tyler… you know what bad boys get, right?” the Rashvian cooed as she slid a paw over his rear, growling deeply.

“L-Leona… Isn’t this a bit much?!” Tyler whimpered out, then gave a loud startled yip as her paw came crashing down surprisingly sharp against his left cheek, his tail giving a jerky twitch at the blow.

“Nope… just enough…” Leona sighed as she drew her paw up once more, then landed it in the same spot as Tyler’s own paws dug into the sheets, giving a gaspy yelp from the shocking sting. “Hgn! Bad dog…”

“Toth… this is fucking hot…” Junon sighed as she licked her chops, squirming on her footpaws.

“Hm… though I take more of an emotional pleasure out of seeing it, I concur, Junon… This is rather enticing…” Shallie mewed as she hopped up on the bed, looking the scene over as she spoke out, “Master, are you a bad dog as she claims?”

“W-what?! N-no!” Tyler stammered out, then gave another startled bark and winced, a small whimper escaping his throat as Leona cracked her paw down right in the same spot.

“Oh yes, you are… hgn… tell me you’ve been a bad dog… a bad boy… tell me you’re sorry!” The wolf barked the orders gleefully as her young Fhiel looked back and up at her with a whimper, his brow furrowed while his tail shuddered in ecstacy.

“Leona… Mistress, I- I wasn’t doing anything but-” he gave a startled gasp, his tongue peeking out as she struck him in the same spot, the stinging slap to his rear making his whole body shudder. Leona growled with approval, feeling his Earthling cock spasm and twitch against her lap.

“Nuh… uhh… No arguing with your Mistress… Now say it, or I’ll make sure you can’t sit for the next few cycles, Fhiel!” she snarled the words and brought her paw down for a fifth brutal smack, the young fox letting out a sobbing moan as he dug claws into the sheets.

“Ah! F-fuck! I- I’m sorry!” Tyler whimpered out, then saw stars as his tongue lolled, feeling another blow in the same spot.

“Why are you sorry, Master? Say it, say it!” Shallie mewed out gleefully.

“Yeah, why are you sorry, Ty… what do you have… to be sorry for?” Junon puffed out while casually taking a seat near his head. She pushed a paw against her own sex through her panties, stroking herself while sitting there, her heady scent reaching his wet nose as he sniffled.

“I was… a bad dog…” he whimpered out in a defeated groan.

“Ha…” Leona lifted her paw, the movement familiar now as she felt him brace, then lightly patted his aching cheek. “Hm… so my naughty doggy won’t presume to tell me what I should and shouldn’t wear anymore?” she growled the question, her paw circling his aching rear menacingly. Tyler blinked over at her, shaking his head rapidly.

“What do you think, Junon? Do you think he’s learned his lesson?” Leona asked with a smug huff.

“Oh… I think this bad dog has learned what he needed to… huff…” The Salarian casually slid her paws down, peeling her sopping wet panties right off from under her skirt. Tyler gave a small huff and watched through his slightly wet eyes.

“What do you think, Shallie? Has this bad dog learned his lesson?” Leona asked the small alien feline.

“I have been accused of being somewhat of a sadist in my time, Leona… So in that capacity… I feel…” She watched Tyler tense, his eyes darting over to her pleadingly. She gave him a small smug grin and continued, “Perhaps, just one more to make sure!”

“Mistress, please!” was all Tyler could plead out before the final heavy spank slammed into his ass, making his blue eyes roll up as he cried out fully in one part moan, one part sob.

Shallie gave a small shudder and her own tongue peeked out in a pant before she whispered, “Yes, that’s a delicious sound you make, Master… My body hasn’t been this turned on in decades…” She purred and settled on the foot of the bed, staring intently at the trio, her own scent of lust mingling with theirs.

“Dalrae, would you?” Leona cooed as she started stroking Tyler’s shuddering tail.

“Oh I’d love to!” The Salarian eagerly shifted closer. Tyler blinked up at her with wet eyes before yipping as the smaller fox grasped a pawful of his hair and shoved him face first down between her soft thighs. “Hgn… get to work, sweetie… taste meee,” she cooed in a bossy tone, feeding off Leona’s own dominant energy.

Tyler groaned but did as he was directed to do, his shaky paws sliding up along Junon’s thigh fur, grasping and pulling the smaller fox closer. Junon gave a drunk grin as his hot tongue started lapping against her petals, a small pant coming from her lips.

“Good dog… good dog… please our mistress… please the fox that owns us both…” Leona sighed smugly as she stroked his tail, feeling it start to wag now that the punishment was over and he was face first between the thighs of his Salarian bitch.

“Hgn… Master, you rebound quick… I can practically smell your lust and feel it in the aether of our consciousness!” Shallie sighed with a small pant.

“Will you be joining us, Shallie?” Leona asked with a grin while stroking Tyler's wagging tail. The Earthling was intensely focused on his duty, Junon’s own tongue lolled, the Salarian panting faster and growing closer.

“I am here, and I am relishing all of this. I can use my own telekinesis to please myself, but I’d rather not have my internal organs rearranged from trying to take what my Master is packing down there… huff…” Shallie chuckled, then panted gently, her own hips shifting as she perched there on the bed watching Tyler please Junon.

“Almost baby… come on my good fox… my good boy…” Junon groaned out, her voice nearly as dark and commanding as Leona’s, as Tyler just nodded his head with hearts showing in his wet blue eyes as his tongue lapped faster and harder.

Junon’s blissful, faint howl of a moan filled the room as she crested, Shallie giving a small hiss as her own orgasm clearly rolled through her small body from watching the display. Leona simply petted Tyler’s tail as she sighed smugly, “That’s my Fheil… he does such a good job pleasing his bitches…”

Tyler slowly rose up, panting with his tongue lolled, the little frilly headpiece of his outfit having fallen off from the transition of spanking to forced oral service for his Salairan. Junon bit her lower lip and scooted back on the bed, lifting a paw and crooking a finger as she spread her thighs, showing off her soaked alien pussy to her Earthling. Tyler whimpered and glanced up at Leona who simply nodded and lifted her paws away.

“Yes!” Tyler barked out as he scrambled off the Rashvian’s lap, his paws not even bothering to take the panties he wore off, just yanking them to the side as his large crimson length sprang forth, precum dripping from the tip from all the torment and stimulation.

“Huff… you’re such a sucker for punishment, Master… I might have to get a paddle and spank you myself sometime…” Shallie sighed and then focused her psionic powers to give a forceful yank to the fox’s tail. Tyler gave a startled yip as the small cat continued, “Go on, fuck your bitch, Tyler… I wanna see you do it live, not just from your memories…”

“You heard the cat… get in here, baby…” Junon grinned excitedly as she drifted a paw down to push against her slick petals, spreading them to show off her tight eager entrance. Tyler nodded and growled as he climbed over her, lining that dripping tapered head up, still fully dressed in his maid costume but snarling savagely like a wild fox getting ready to breed a bitch in heat.

Junon’s eyes fluttered upwards and she moaned sweetly for her little Earthling as he pushed forth, every inch sinking in deeply in one strong push, so deep it made a faint bulge show in her tummy fur as she groaned in approval. “Good dog… good boy…” she panted breathlessly, her large breasts swaying in her off-duty shirt she still had on, feeling her young fox eagerly pumping inside her.

“Yes… good boy… You liked dressing up for me… you liked being reminded who owns you and who you belong to, yes?” Leona cooed as she shifted to sit up behind Tyler, her right paw sliding down to cup his full sacs, rubbing as he plunged deep into Junon’s pussy eagerly.

Her touch was like a drug as his tongue lolled, hearts swimming in his eyes as he panted out, “Yes my love… yes yes… love you both… so much…”

“Truly, he does you know? His thoughts, his heart, they swim with adoration for the two of you constantly…” Shallie hummed as she trotted over to be closer to the action, the Reinsha’s thigh fur clearly wet as she purred and moved right up to watch, seeing that nice big Earthling cock pumping in and out of the Salarian beneath him.

“Yess… Love me, Tyler… Love me and Leona…” Junon sighed between deep eager strokes, her tongue lolled as her Earthling was intent on giving her another.

“Yes… Love us, my Fhiel, us and no other…” Leona growled as she stroked his full sacs. Junon tucked her tongue to give her a small, hard look, but then yipped as Tyler surged in to strike deep again, hearts bubbling in the Salarian’s eyes as she focused on the sex.

“Come on, Ty… come on… fuck baby… make me cum again… please, my lovely little fox…” Junon folded her ears, panting faster, feeling his length jumping eagerly as well as the telltale bulge of a growing knot at his base. Leona was stroking it as he nodded rapidly to her pleas.

“Yes, yes… Master… Ngh… Make this beautiful fox cum all over your cock… She makes such beautiful sounds after all!” Shallie mewed lustfully as she watched and licked her small chops, enjoying the show.

“Yes my love!” Tyler barked out adoringly, already high and overwhelmed by Leona’s physical touch and Junon’s psychic aura, the dual assault impossible not to succumb to. He snarled and bucked rapidly, savagely, barking and snapping his teeth like a wild fox, even dressed as cute as he was right now.

“Yes! Yes! Cresh… Cha… Yes!” Junon yipped and barked, then threw her arms around him, holding him close as she howled and locked her legs tightly. Tyler gave a loud, gasping moan of his own as his Salarian drew him in deep, but not so deep he knotted her. His own ears folded as he grunted, then he threw his own head back in a loud throaty howl, his thick hot ropes of love streaming into the bitch he loved as her tongue lolled once more, hearts in her eyes to feel her little Earthling sending his love straight into her womb.

“Yes! Yes… good dog… get our bitch pregnant if you want… I won’t complain if you do…” Leona sighed as she squeezed and kneaded at his drawn-up sacs, Tyler whimpering with hearts in his eyes while leaning over Junon.

“Gods… So much, Master… If you ever did that to me I think I’d pop!” Shallie giggled as the small fox just groaned and flopped back, panting in relief, a drunken grin on her muzzle, her tummy poking out a little more from the massive tide her tormented lover had emptied into her.

“Good dog, now come here…” Leona snarled as she grabbed his shoulder, the younger fox yipping cutely as she was pulled out of Junon’s tight walls, his cock still jumping and gushing a little more of his spent lust. She forced him to sit and moved to climb into his lap.

Tyler gave a sharp yip at being forced to sit, wincing at the ache in his rear as the wolf gave him an amused smirk and pushed her paws to his shoulders. She was lining up, grinding at his spent length, her own lust now dripping against him, having shed her own panties while he was fucking their partner.

“M-Mistress… ngh… can I … get off my ass at least?!” he whimpered out as he squirmed.

“No… You sit there and enjoy that ache… It will remind you to be a good doggy for me…” Leona licked her own chops as she rose up, her hot, wet, alien pussy lining right up with that tapered head.

He hissed as she forced it past, mounting him herself, and as that deliciously hot Rashvian sex enveloped him, her poison started to take effect, the venom making his cock ache as it grew stiffer, harder, readying once more for another round even as he was recovering from the first.

“Good boy… good dog… Go on…” She slammed her hips down hard with a feral snarl, feeling him plunge deep, taking every inch. Her walls locked instantly, her own alien honey mingling with Junon’s as she barked out, “Say you are mine, Fhiel!”

“Yours! Yours! Love you! Die for you, Leona!” He barked out rapid little yips to her orders, groaning as he felt his goddess start to move her hips.

“Hgn… that’s my dog… paws on my hips, touch me as I ride… worship and love me…” She huffed the words, her own hips started to move, riding her prize as she felt him jumping intently, her own lust just further adding to the delicious poison that made him want more as he panted in her face.

“Love you… Love you… ” he panted as his paws roamed her hips, circling to her backside to hold her close, but not daring to inhibit his owner's movements. Leona licked her chops and nodded to his professions.

“You belong to me… You belong to Junon… You worship us as your goddesses… Do you have need of any other, my Fhiel? My Tyler?” She cupped his jaw as she kept shifting her hips, keeping him deep, feeling him snug at her core.

“My goddess, my love… You and her both… I live and die for you two!” he moaned drunkenly, his claws digging into her rear as she nodded and kept slowly riding, feeling herself growing closer.

“Huff… Will you be pleasing yourself again while watching me ride him, Shallie?” Leona looked to her side as the small cat huffed and nodded eagerly but said nothing, clearly working herself mentally, her hips squirming.

“Fuck… he just came in me and even I wanna get off watching you, racha…” Junon groaned as she pushed her own paw down, Tylers lust still dripping from her well fucked entrance as she started to finger herself as well.

“Huff… good… we can all get off together… All four of us… Would that please you, my Fhiel?” Leona asked while rubbing under his jaw, feeling his cock throb, jump and spasm against her crushing walls while she moved. Tyler simply nodded with hearts swimming in his eyes, his tongue lolling cutely, her little maid fox being totally agreeable in this moment as she rode him.

“Both of you edge, but don’t give in yet… Hold it until this here little maid fox gives in… Understand?” Leona snarled as her hips started rocking faster, now lifting and lowering, slapping them down as Tyler yipped cutely to his master’s movements.

“Yes rachaaaa…” Junon moaned as she rubbed and stroked her pearl, biting her lower lip.

“Ngh… As you desire… huff… do please hurry along Master, I am near my own orgasm yet again, and I crave the release…” Shallie panted out.

“Huff… me too, my fox… my Fhiel… I wish to give in, but I won’t, not until you do… will you keep three bitches in suspense?” Leona snarled as she looked into his eyes, his head rapidly shaking.

“No! No… no… I won’t… I- I… Ngh!” He winced from her shifting her hips, making his rear push more into the mattress, making it ache.

“Then do it! Hgn… I can feel your knot… Don’t you want to flood my womb and breed me? Give me your puppies?” Leona showed her teeth in a wicked grin as Tyler’s eyes widened while she ground her hips.

“Say it then… say you want to breed us both…” Leona puffed into his ear, then slapped her hips down hard, forcing that fat knot to pop in and sink deep as she huffed out.

“I wanna give you puppies! I want… to give Junon… pups! I wanna breed both of you more than life itself!” Tyler practically screamed the last of the words, then shuddered as he saw stars. He threw his head back to howl, but the wolf just wrapped her arms around his neck and forced him into a kiss.

The young Earthling’s eyes widened, his moan swallowed up by her mouth, then a small jerk of his hips, followed by Leona’s tail shuddering signaled he was giving in, her tail jerking each time he sent a rope deep inside.

“Thank the godsss…” Shallie shuddered, giving a lusty mewl as she finally finished herself off. Junon gave her own groan, shuddering as she gave in while watching her Rashvian riding their shared lover.

She broke the kiss after several ropes, shifting her hips as she cradled his head, rubbing his ear. “Every drop, Tyler… Make sure you get me pregnant this time, understand?” she snarled as he nodded with wide eyes, biting his lower lip hard.

With a final defeated twitch, she felt her walls crush, milking the last drops in before he shuddered and just collapsed onto his back, looking dazed with his tongue lolled. Leona gave an approving growl, pushing a paw to her belly that was slightly swollen from her full womb. “Good boy,” she snarled approvingly.

“Guh…fuuhhg…” was all Tyler could stammer out, unable to even focus his eyes, so he threw an arm over them, just panting drunkenly, his chest heaving.

“So… was the in person thing better than the memories, Shallie?” Junon panted.

“Oh so much better… This was delightful… ngh… I’m still going through some aftershocks… Huff…” The small alien mewed then shook her head before focusing, “Huff… Yes, I will strive to not be a fourth wheel for you three as it were, but do please invite me to do this again from time to time?”

“I enjoyed having you around, Shallie… You sound so cute, and I think my Fhiel also enjoyed putting on a show for his little companion…” Leona hummed as she grinned down at her fox, who just weakly nodded his head.

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