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Humans have always thought themselves the most adept at everything they put their intellect and skills to, but the exploration of space has taught us that the only thing humans are good at is being okay at everything. We aren't the best pilots, we aren't the best mechanics, we aren't the best navigators and we aren't the best communicators, but we could do a bit of everything to a sufficient degree and that's what made us special. In fact it was this adaptable nature that made us the best ship captains since we'd never think with only one speciality in mind. In fact we did come to have a reputation across the galaxy of being the best traders and if you asked any species we'd come across what they thought of us, all responded with the ancient Latin phrase of Earth; "Caveat emptor", let the buyer beware.

Not that all of us were unscrupulous traders, some of us relied upon our reputation and always aimed for a fair deal in all our exchanges. I personally had built up quite a reputation as a reliable trader and did my best to keep both my suppliers and buyers on good terms. Some had tried to short-change me, thinking that I was the naive sort, but they did come to learn that humans were particularly adept at dealing with those that betrayed them. Of course I can't take all the credit for catching unscrupulous merchants in the act, part of the credit does go to my chief communications officer; T'lek.

I had never been that good at languages or cultural customs, so when the trade lanes between the human worlds and the rest of space opened up, I knew I'd need someone to help me with translating and negotiating. Unfortunately I couldn't afford many of the communications officers for hire, nor did I have much spare room to house many of the ones in my price range. T'lek however was what we had come to call a Mockingbird, one of the two races from the Diventiar system. (If you wanted a skilled pilot, you hired a Blue-jay, one of the other races from the Diventiar system). Mockingbirds were small, only about 130cm tall and were exceptionally skilled with alien languages and customs. They were skilled diplomats and negotiators and were one of the first races to open up trade with human space. Usually, Mockingbirds were expensive to hire since they were so skilled in languages, but the reason T'lek hadn't been hired (and was subsequently so cheap) was because she really only specialised in communications and that did make her kind of useless to other ship captains. Of course I had no idea the trouble she'd cause me in the first year aboard my small ship, so you can imagine my surprise when all of a sudden I was deemed a criminal amongst Mockingbird society.

You see T'lek wasn't just a young Mockingbird who sought to explore the galaxy using her communication skills to buy herself passage amongst traders, she was Mockingbird nobility. She wasn't a princess or daughter of a duke or other aristocrat you'd expect. She was the second daughter of one of the great librarians and betrothed to marry one of the sons of a minister in an attempt to bring some semblance of educational honour to his family. Many thought that I'd been paid by some rival family to kidnap (or bird-nap) T'lek, but this theory had been questioned when I had been trading in Mockingbird and Blue-jay space for the last six months, plus when I had hired T'lek she was seeking work on a human trading post. Some of the more unscrupulous tabloid media suggested that T'lek was either my sex slave or personal partner and we had been betrothed in some uncivilised human marriage ceremony against her will. Regardless of what stories the media spun or the truth, my cargo ship was apprehended and T'lek and I were placed in custody until the truth could be uncovered. I don't know how T'lek was treated, but I was shoved in a Mockingbird cell that was nowhere near large enough for me. I could barely lay on the floor to sleep and the temperature they kept the room at was far too warm for my liking. (Turns out it was their room temperature. I didn't get so annoyed with T'lek turning up the heating on the ship after that, she must have been freezing.)

T'lek did all the talking since many questioned my motives and believed that humans could talk their way out of any trouble they found themselves in. I was confined in that small cage for about a week while the political drama went on outside. Occasionally guards would bring their offspring in to stare at the strange alien freak that was a human, but I ignored their attempts to get me to lash out.

At the end of it, T'lek and I were hurried back aboard my ship and exiled from Mockingbird space with the warning to never return under threat of permanent imprisonment. When I tried to talk to T'lek about it, she didn't say anything on the subject.

For the next year I was doing my best to make up for the opportunities I had lost from trading in Mockingbird space, but T'lek certainly earned her keep and soon I had cleared the loans I had taken out to fund our exploration of new trade opportunities. We never went near Mockingbird space again, but if we came across any Mockingbirds they were often rather hostile towards T'lek and any Blue-jays would make clucking noises at me, their purpose I didn't understand.

T'lek might not have been any good at piloting, engineering or navigation, but she had a real talent for business. Soon she was storing cargo for her own deals in her small cabin (which she actually found rather roomy) and making deals on the side for all sorts of information and business opportunities. When I was making plans on upgrading my small ship to something a bit larger, T'lek came to me with a rather large sum of money. At first I was thinking she was planning on buying me out of my own business, but I was surprised to find that her intentions were a bit more noble; she was buying a share in my business. Tired of simply garnishing a wage and whatever extra money she could manage from her side businesses, she wanted a share of the profits. The amount was certainly a boost to my capital and where plans had been a mere upgrade to the larger model, I could now purchase a substantial ship with a sizeable cargo hold and more comfortable crew quarters. No longer would I spend weeks on end in zero-gravity as we now had gravity plating (which T'lek kept at 0.88 Earth G (or 1G to a Mockingbird) to save money, or so was her excuse).

With T'lek focusing on the business and me focusing on the logistics, we made a fortune. Many offered to buy our business, but we refused. I'd come to enjoy travelling the space lanes far too much to retire to some paradise world and T'lek said this was all that she had left. My life was reasonably quiet and comfortable while T'lek always seemed happiest when she watched the cargo being loaded or unloaded (especially when she'd managed quite the tidy profit). Life was comfortable, but it appeared our time in the Diventiar system would come back to haunt T'lek eventually.

The trade lanes were quite stable, but from time to time they were disrupted by sub-space interference and so far no computer could navigate through the swirls and eddies of disrupted space successfully, so I was stuck at the helm on this particular part of the trip watching the read outs and the rather beautiful patterns hyperspace made against the ships particle shielding.

"Still travelling through disrupted space?" T'lek asked as she walked onto the bridge, her claws clacking on the metal flooring.

"Yeah," I said as I made a slight adjustment to our flight. "Not too bad now, I think we're on the way out."

"Good, I've been having trouble sleeping," T'lek said and with a flurry of flapping, hopped up into the first officer's chair.

"It hasn't been that bumpy," I pointed out as if defending my flying.

"No, your piloting is as smooth as always," T'lek said as he sat down and got comfortable with her legs tucked under her body. "My problem is different; my choices have come back to haunt me I suppose."

"Don't tell me you've made some bad loans."

"Like I would do that," T'lek scoffed, puffing up the white feathers of her chest. "My problem stems back to our rather awkward time in Mockingbird space."

"You didn't exactly tell me what happened,so you'll have to enlighten me."

"I was to be married to a minister's son as part of an agreement my father had worked out with the minister to strengthen the bonds between our families, allowing my father to engage in political discourse and give the minister a semblance of an educated background and allowing his son to take his place in the parliament with the air of knowledge behind him."

"Makes sense, but that doesn't explain why I was arrested."

"I certainly didn't want to be married and made to serve as a stepping stone in the career of some aspiring minister, acting as the loving nest wife. He was a jerk and the only way I could avoid it was to run away."

"And no Mockingbird has ever run away from a marriage before?"

"Well, no. Our biology does sort of prohibit it. We bond for life and take this very seriously. I was a tad too young when we were made to start courting so it didn't work. Realising my future, I packed some basics and fled to human space hoping to get a job as a communications officer. I was nearing the end of my money when you hired me, so I was grateful for that."

"And since no one in your species could imagine a mockingbird fleeing marriage, they made up the story about me kidnapping you."

"Well, some did. Others said I had been wooed by your corrupt human ways to be your sex slave, but I think they were part of the lobby wanting to sever relations between our species."

"Of course."

"There were others who proposed that we were in a relationship and sort of romanticise us for having the courage to go against the norms in the name of love."

"And how many believe that we are merely business partners with a love of exploring the galaxy?"

"After everything that's happened, I think that's just you."

You have to take a moment to pause when you find out that you're the only one that believes your business partner isn't your business partner.

"So what happened?" I asked, worried about what I was going to be told.

"I told them the truth; my body had already selected my partner."

"And since you had been travelling with me for a year..."

"I had selected you to be my partner."

I put my hands to my face for a moment, only to be caught by a sub-space eddy and having to take them away to correct the path lest we drop from hyperspace. As I stabilised the ship, I tried to collect my thoughts.

"You'll need to give me the fine details how I'm your biological partner," I said as I felt the ship slip back into a comfortable state.

"Mockingbirds are monogamous and pair up for life. To facilitate this, our bodies will adjust to pheromones given off by our partners so we can only become receptive in their presence. It appears that my body has subconsciously adjusted to your scent. In combination with your kind attitude, I have no choice but to call you my partner."

"Well, um, I'm sure that you can somehow reverse the process, right?"

"It's neurological. Our doctors suggest that the only way to reverse it would be to cut out the associated parts of the brain."

"So this, um, 'marriage' of ours...."

I tried to ask a question, but my mind drew a blank as I tried to figure out what was going on.

"Yes, there are certain duties that come with it."

"Did you want this? I mean, when you came aboard my ship that first time, were you thinking about how you'd make me your husband?"

"No, the thought never crossed my mind, but I thought, as many of my people did, that you were an alien so there was no chance we'd be compatible. It didn't dawn on me that it was happening until we were detained. My first thought when I was reintroduced to my now former fiancée was how much I wanted him away from me and how he was a threat to you and my nest."

"And that's the moment everyone else realised as well?"

"I was deemed a betrayer, but rather than bring the whole mess into the public's eye they hastily exiled us and those involved decided to keep quiet rather than reveal that a female mockingbird could develop an attachment to a human male. In fact that's what kept you from being executed; it's deemed wrong to actively kill a married partner lest it injure the other. "

"So you're deemed a betrayer of your people and the Blue-jays consider me a pervert?"

"That would be the easiest way to look at it," I heard T'lek clacking through her beak. "We are an alliance, but that doesn't mean we always get along with those polygamists. I think they're doing it to annoy and mock me."

For a minute there was silence and I took this quiet moment to bring us back to real-space.

"Look, I'm sorry for everything," I said as I brought the ship to a halt, not sure what I had to be sorry for.

"You didn't know any of this until I brought it up," T'lek said as she sort of tried to wrap herself up in a ball of her feathers by putting her head beneath her wing arms. "I should have just kept quiet."

"I don't think you could have," I replied, looking out into the depths of space. "You brought it up for a reason. I can't imagine how it would have killed you inside if I started seeing someone."

"That's not something I thought about."

Again there was silence.

"So why did you tell me all of this?" I asked as I looked over at the grey ball of feathers that was my business partner.

I heard something mumbled from within the feathery ball, but I couldn't make it out.

"Tell me T'lek."

She muttered louder and I could make out something about an egg, but I wasn't certain.

"You're my communications expert, so communicate."

"It's time for my egg," T'lek said as she stuck her head up from her feathers. "Or at least it will be soon."

My mind clicked into gear and started joining the dots that were laid out before me.

"Oh," I said to begin with before the last few dots were joined and made the picture quite clear, evident and erotic. "Oh boy."

"I think you see my problem."

"Yeah, that's.... That's quite a problem," I said as I rubbed the back of my head. "I'm not sure what you want me to do though. Do we sort of, fuck or what?"

For the first time since we had started our serious conversation, T'lek laughed, or at least she chirped and clucked in a manner I had come to know as her laughter.

"You humans are always so blunt," T'lek said as her fits of laughter eased. "I wish many of our contacts were as straight-forward as you; it'd make my job easier."

"I think we've danced around the subject long enough, we should just sort of..."

"Fuck?" T'lek asked with one of her bird-like chuckles.

"Isn't that why you came out here? Because you want me to fuck you?"

"In reality, I just wanted to get it off my chest," she said as he went to jump out of her chair.

"No you don't," I said as I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into my lap (the lower gravity betraying her). "This wasn't just some need to pass time, there's plenty to talk about other than this. What's really wrong?"

"I need to be bred," T'lek admitted as she averted her gaze from mine. "I've laid eggs before, but without your input and it sort of hurts because I feel I'm betraying you, hiding my body in shame from my husband."

"You're really attached to me, aren't you?"

T'lek didn't say anything, she merely nodded.

"How soon do we have to, you know?" I asked, not wanting to rush into this new, strange area of our business partnership. "Do you have a couple of days or....."

T'lek didn't reply, she merely began to unbutton her blue jumpsuit and slide it down her body, revealing the white underpants that obviously covered her needy sex.

"I need you now," T'lek said as she stepped out of her jumpsuit. "I've waited too long and it hurts to deny myself."

I don't know what part of my mammalian brain betrayed me, but as T'lek ran her paw over the front of her panties, my cock came to life and started to rise to a rather firm erection.

"So you at least find me appealing," T'lek said with the sound of pride in her voice. "I was worried the differences in our forms might make it hard for you to find me attractive."

"If you're going to act that way, why wouldn't I?" I asked as I sort of sat there motionless, unsure what my part was in this inter-species mating ritual.

T'lek started to slip her underpants down her legs by leaning forward, but I stopped her by grabbing her paws.

"Turn around," I suggested.

"Why do you want me to do that?" T'lek asked nervously.

"I want to see."

"But you might not find my genital opening appealing as it doesn't have a human form."

"T'lek, you are apparently my wife, so I'll need to know what I'm working with if we're to..., you know."

The worry in T'lek's eyes didn't fade as she turned around, her tail feathers held to as if to hide her modesty from me.

"Come now my wife," I said soothingly as I stroked her back, "you can show me."

T'lek's tail flicked nervously a few times before she continued to lean over and remove her underpants. The vast amount of downy feathers made it a bit difficult to truly see what was going on under there, but as I put my hands on her rump and spread the down out of the way, I saw two openings under he tail feathers, one below the other.

"Two," I pointed out as I idly ran a thumb over the two of them, " I was expecting one."

"I am not one of your terrestrial birds," T'lek huffed, partly from annoyance and partly from my thumb teasing the bottom opening, the one that seemed to be ringed in red. "You might even find it familiar."

I didn't say anything, too interested in exploring T'lek's lower half.

I gently spread her red tinged opening and was greeted with a small stream of what I had to assume were the same sexual fluids that had stained her underpants. T'lek was right about the sight inside though and it looked somewhat similar. As I guided my hand over the sensitive exposed flesh of her vagina, I had to admit it felt warm and very wet to the touch. There was no way I wouldn't enjoy sliding my dick into that warm passage. However, in my explorations, I did come across something that certainly caught my attention.

"My, my, my. What have we here?" I asked as my thumb gently rubbed against a small, familiar looking though slightly tapered nub of flesh. "I didn't know Mockingbirds had a clit."

"M-my people call it a pseudo-penis," T'lek panted as she tried to stop herself from tumbling sideways from my lap, "but y-yes, it's j-just like a human female's clit."

My mind was filled with all the fun I could have with T'lek's body as we mated, but my first desire was to explore a little bit more.

As my fingers massaged and explored T'lek's sex, I found that the opening of her pussy was actually quite elastic and it was with a curious desire that I started to slide my hand along her vaginal passage to see just how wide her body could stretch.

"T-t-th-this isn't necessary," T'lek cawed as she leaned forward to put her paws on the top of my console to steady herself. "I am more than ready for you to do your reproductive duty."

"You look like you're having too much fun," I said with a grin as I slowly eased by hand back and forth, rubbing the inside of her passage and getting my arm all covered in the gel-like pre-cum that she was now making quite liberally.

"No, please," T'lek begged. "This... This is a bit too much. I feel like I'm trying to lay an egg."

"Is that usually a pleasurable sensation?" I asked as I balled my fist and pushed a bit deeper.

T'lek let out a loud squawk as I felt her body squeeze my whole arm, gripping it tightly before it started to ripple and tense as if resisting my intrusion. Her contractions even began to ease my fist from her passage until it was just my hand buried inside of her, gripped so tightly that it would take me some effort to free it.

"T'lek? Are you...?"

T'lek let out another squawk as her body tensed tightly around my fist to the point that it started to tingle with pain. I tried to slide my hand free as her body clenched around it, but it almost seemed like she wasn't happy with letting it go just yet.

"It's never felt like this," T'lek moaned happily as her paws started to scratch the back of my console. "It's never been this much fun to lay before. It must be you, my husband."

"I'm glad to help," I said as I remembered the new role I had been thrust into, "but my hand's sort of stuck."

"Mmm, it feels too good to just let go of," T'lek sighed as she looked back at me with a cheeky gaze.

"So you'll keep your husband's hand trapped in your pussy while he has a rather painful erection needing some attention?"

"That's your fault," T'lek said as she gave my hand another squeeze. "I was ready and willing, but all you wanted to do was play with me with your hands."

"Well you do have another hole I can stick it in," I said as I took my free hand, gathered some of her natural gel lubricant and began to rub it over what I assumed had to be her tailhole.

"We don't do that!" T'lek squawked in surprise as I eased my pinkie finger through her tight pucker.

"Because you Mockingbirds must be rather dull with your sex life," I said as I slid my ring finger in as well. "It feels nice and tight, I think it'd be a nice substitute for this lovely pussy of yours."

T'lek gave a nervous whimper (which surprised me) as she tried to clench down on my violating digits, but her tailhole lacked the muscles to push them out.

"Not my tailhole," T'lek begged.

"Why not?" I asked as I pushed my two fingers deeper into that un-stretched passage.

"I can't let your hand out yet. I want my nest," she replied as I felt her anal ring squeeze my fingers. "I have to lay in my nest."

"We can't make it to your quarters like this," I pointed out, "you'll just have to use my lap to lay this egg of yours."

T'lek clacked her beak nervously as she looked at me with worried eyes, unsure what to do as my fingers eased deeper.

"I am your husband," I said reassuringly. "Do you think I'll break our egg?"

Her grip on my hand eased a bit, but I still couldn't pull it free even if that was my intent. T'lek steadied herself a bit before I felt her body pushing against my hand, squeezing it through the final opening of her body. It didn't take her long to push my hand free as it was nowhere near as large as the eggs she normally laid and with a rather triumphant squawk my hand slipped free of her body. My hand and half my arm were now covered in T'lek's sexual gel and it was dripping down onto my flight uniform.

"Feeling better?" I asked as I watched the pool of T'lek sexual mess on my jumpsuit continue to grow.

"Much better," T'lek panted as she looked back at me, "but it's only temporary."

"Still need me to..." I left the end of the sentence vague, unsure how T'lek would want me to phrase it.

"Fuck me until I can't walk straight?" T'lek suggested as she turned herself around so she was leaning against my console.

"I wasn't going to be so forward."

"You fist me half way up your forearm and you don't want to say that I need a good fucking?" T'lek asked as she crossed her feathery arms, seeming almost proud of herself.

"You aren't your usual reserved self."

"It's not appropriate for me to shield myself and my feelings from my husband," T'lek said as she leaned forward so she could rub her feathery cheek against the skin of mine. "Assuming that..."

I gave T'lek a hug. I know we always hear those stories about teenagers in love, but their tales of woe just aren't quite the same now that I knew T'lek was biologically attached to me to the point of my absence causing her distress and pain. However, this new revelation was something I had never expected and would take some time to work though. All I could do at the moment was accept that I had made myself T'lek's husband without knowing it and do what was needed of me. Part of that duty was, well, fucking her until she couldn't work straight.

"Are you hungry?" T'lek asked me as we kept hugging.

"You want to go to my cabin now?"

"No," T'lek clucked in her fashion of a laugh, "I do mean for food."

"Oh," I replied as T'lek leaned back a bit, "I get the feeling that food would be a good idea about now."

"You ate your evening meal not that long ago, are you really that hungry?"

"I just get the feeling that I'm going to need all the energy that I can get."

"If you believe that my species engages in...."

"T'lek, dear; my species doesn't have to have sex all night long," I pointed out as I put my hands on her hips, "but we do because it's fun."

T'lek's eyes widened, probably with surprise as she looked at me.

"I suppose that's the problem with having a human husband," T'lek said playfully. "I shall have to tend to your needs more often than you need to attend to mine."

I leaned forward and gave T'lek's forehead a kiss.

"Food first," I said as I sat up and looked around for T'lek's clothes. "Now where are your clothes?"

"It would not be proper," T'lek said as she hopped down from my lap and began to walk to the galley. "They interfere with our marital duties, my husband."

It wasn't long before I followed her, my own clothes hastily strewn across bridge as I undressed and walked.

For the first time I paid no attention to how bad the meal pack was and couldn't help but sort of stare at T'lek as she sat opposite me at our small table and ate one of her own meal packs. What surprised me the most was just how much and how quickly she ate, finishing two of her meal packs while I was still half way through mine.

"Eating for two?" I asked jokingly as T'lek cleaned up her side of the table.

"I must provide for our egg," T'lek said with a happy trill in her voice. "It would be inappropriate for me not to."

"Will you go through this every time you have an egg?" I asked as I put my fork down to admire T'lek strutting across the galley to throw her tray in the recycler.

"It is likely," T'lek said as she unnecessarily leaned over so she could lift her tail and give me a good view of the two holes that I had been playing with earlier.

I couldn't help but stare since I'd never really seen T'lek naked before and I couldn't stop imagining what the two of us us would get up to in the next few days. Actually I wondered if T'lek would be up for it in a day or so once I had added my essence to her egg.

"Are you only like this around this time in your cycle?"

"You mean a horny little hen?" T'lek asked as she walked back over to the table and sat down opposite me, resting her feathered arms on the table surface.

"Err, yeah," I replied as I rubbed the back of my head, still a bit put off by how forward T'lek was being with me.

"You worry too much," T'lek replied as she took my fork so she could take a sample of my meal. "My needs will abate once I have laid my egg."

"Oh well that's..."

"Don't lie to me," T'lek said firmly, "you suck at it and I prefer it when you're straight-forward with me anyway."

I took a deep breath and tried to figure out the best way to say it.

"I think I like it when you're needy," I replied as I took my fork back. "I like the side of you that takes what she wants."

"I cannot say that it is a common mood for me," T'lek pointed out, "but why do you like it?"

"You've always been so proper in your presentation. The thought that under that is a horny little bird that needs a good fucking and is willing to just take what she wants is an interesting change."

"Well if you prefer that I take what I want," T'lek said as she took my dinner away from me, "sit down on the floor, now."

"Yes ma'am," I replied as I watched T'lek carry off my half-eaten dinner to the recycler, her hips swaying a lot more than they usually did.

The floor of they galley wasn't what you'd call comfortable, but as I sat on the floor, T'lek returned from the recycler and for once, was taller than me.

"I've heard that humans sometimes engage in oral sexual pleasures," T'lek said as she put a paw on my shoulder and looked me straight in the eyes. "I want you to show me this alien form of lovemaking."

"O-of course," I replied. "Anything you want, my wife."

"Good husband," T'lek said as he slowly pushed me back so I was laying upon the floor.

As I lay there with T'lek standing over me, I thought she was just going to crouch down and let me lick her passage until she was happy to move on, but she turned around and knelt down so she was looking down my body towards my crotch. I was worried that she was going to start trying to reciprocate my oral teasing with her beak, but I felt a sense of relief when I felt her paws wrap around my cock.

"You have quite the prize here my husband," T'lek clucked happily as her paws slid up and down my cock slowly. "Perhaps I should have insisted that you fuck me rather than explore my body."

"We could now," I pointed out, one of my hands reaching up to open T'lek's sexual passage and get the feathers out of the way.

"No dear husband," T'lek replied as her rear end got closer to my face, her sexual passage on full display for me, "I want to feel your monkey tongue in my avian pussy."

Her strange comment took me by surprise for a moment, but I didn't dwell on this since a drop of T'lek's sexual gel fell onto my cheek and brought me back to reality.

I lift my head a little bit as I pulled T'lek's hips closer to my face so my tongue to slip through her vaginal opening and taste the thick sexual gel that T'lek's body produced. The taste was an interesting one, one that for some reason tasted like cinnamon. I heard T'lek trill happily as my tongue began to probe her body and was certainly surprised when she pushed back so my lips were kissing the cherry red opening of her pussy.

"Please don't be shy my human husband," T'lek said as her paws started to slide up and down my cock, "show me the joys of your tongue and I'll do the best with mine."

Though I was curious about just how T'lek would do that and I wanted to find out what her plan was, I actually found myself quite hungry and needed to fill myself up on the fluid T'lek's sex oozed. I continued to lick as best I could with T'lek's body pressed against my lips, but I felt was just guessing at what I was doing and needed to actually see what I was doing. Using a fair bit of strength, I managed to hold T'lek back from burying her sex against my face again as I pulled my tongue free and leaned back a bit to get a good view of her cherry red sexual opening. I heard an annoyed trill as her paws stopped pleasuring my cock, but her annoyance eased a bit as my fingers opened up her sexual opening against so I could gaze upon her well lubricated insides and then use my tongue to tease at her clitoris.

That first time my tongue ran over T'lek's clit, she tensed up nervously and I felt her body resisting my fingers as her own paws gave my cock a hard squeeze.

"Problem?" I asked, nervous that I'd done something wrong.

"It's tender," T'lek replied as her body relaxed. "I haven't had anyone else touch me there before."

"Anyone else?" I asked with a coy tone. "Do you touch it often?"

"I can get needy," T'lek replied, trying to dismiss my question.

"Should I lick it again?"

"Please," T'lek cooed.

Well who was I to deny my wife's request?

I leaned forward and though I started out by giving her clit a few licks, I was soon ever so carefully kissing the bud of tapered flesh. T'lek had gotten used to the stimulation of my lips and tongue and soon had forgotten all about rubbing my cock as she lay her cheek against my belly and cawed in pleasure. The more I pleasured her, the more her body reacted to my touches and the more sexual gel she would produce, allowing me to fill my hungry belly with her offering, but never truly finding myself satisfied. Soon I had forgotten about any particular technique of pleasuring T'lek and merely licked all over her sexual opening, gathering as much of sexual lubricant as I could. It seemed that T'lek didn't mind, cooing and cawing more as she let go of my cock and grabbed my hips to hold herself still against my forceful licks.

"Close, so close," T'lek cawed loudly as she pushed her hips back against my face. "I want to carry your egg."

I really didn't know what happened at the time, but I suddenly found myself no longer desiring to fill my appetite, but to deal with another urge that T'lek was now neglecting.

I pulled my face free of T'lek's pussy, grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her into the air as she gave a surprised squawk. I sat her rump down on my bare belly so her feathery crotch was just rubbing against my cock and gave her hips a rub.

"Prove it," I said firmly. "I want you to prove that you want to carry our egg."

T'lek looked back at me with a bit of surprise that I'd done so much to tease her only to change the game up, but a quick swat to her rump showed that I wasn't playing around.

She stood up and at first I thought I might have pushed her too far, but she merely turned herself around so she was facing me and with a mixture of groans and trills, sat herself down upon my hard cock so that I was buried deep within her vaginal passage.

As she squeezed and adjusted herself to get comfortable on what must be a cock somewhat larger than her body was used to taking, I realised just how warm T'lek's body really was. You never really notice a couple of degrees difference in core body temperature until you're balls deep in them.

The other thing was; this whole thing felt right. It didn't matter to me that I was a human with his cock buried in a Mockingbird's pussy about to fuck her until he was heavy with our egg, the whole thing felt right, as if this wasn't the first time we were doing this.

I closed my eyes as I revelled in the enjoyment I was now feeling and lost in pleasures I hadn't experienced before, but I kept my hands on T'lek's hips so she knew I hadn't forgotten her. In fact I was so lost in the euphoria this Mockingbird was helping me feel that I didn't notice that though it felt like she was sliding up down down my cock, her hips were still pressed against my own.

When I looked up with surprise, realising T'lek was still sitting on my cock as her body seemed to feel like I was fucking her, she didn't bother to wait for my question.

"We must keep our laying muscles in good shape," T'lek clucked proudly. "It's not good for our eggs to get stuck inside while we're laying."

It satisfied my sex fuelled mind of it's curiosity and I wanted to add to the pleasure I was feeling, lifting up my smaller wife by her hips before easing her back down to a surprised squawk.

"Problem?" I asked.

T'lek simply shook her head before proceeding to lift herself up and easing herself back down with the grip of her strong vaginal muscles until she let out a smaller squawk and I felt the head of my cock bumping against something. She continued to slide up and down with my assistance and each time she came to rest, she'd squawk a little and I'd notice the feeling of something pressing against the head of my cock, only it felt like there was a little less resistance and I'd get a bit deeper each time. It wasn't long before T'lek would stop her small squawks when her body seemed to bottom out and began to moan. Soon her crotch was almost pressed against my pelvis and it seemed like T'lek was the one most dedicated to our bodies pressing together. With one last firm push, I felt the barrier around the knob of my cock part and her feather surrounded pussy opening seemed to engulf the base of my cock, as well as my balls. I wanted to lift T'lek up so I could have her slide down my cock again, but whatever I had slipped through now gripped the head of my cock and wouldn't let go, leaving us stuck together in this position.

"I'm stuck," I panted, so close to my orgasm. "I can't lift you up."

"Let me," T'lek sort of sang to me as I felt her body massaging my cock as it had been doing before, "I can make you cum."

Her body was amazing, like nothing I'd ever felt before. She continued to squeeze, massage and pull the length of my cock that her body could still reach and it was working.

She had her paws on my belly to steady herself, but I grabbed them so I could hold them palm to palm with my hands.

"Oh husband," T'lek moaned as she wriggled a bit on my crotch.

"My dear wife," I replied without even thinking about what I was saying.

When I came, it was more intense and intoxicating thing that I had ever experienced. T'lek clamped her passage around my cock and seemed to pull it as deep as she could with her own muscles while my own hips lift up from the deck below me to force what few more millimetres I could get into her. I'd also never cum so hard or so much before in my life. T'lek let out happy bird calls as I flooded her inside with what must have been cool cum.

"I can feel it," T'lek chirped happily as one of her paws broke away from my hands so she could rub her belly. "Each powerful throb of your cum dear husband, flooding me and ensuring that I will be carrying your egg."

I tried to imagine the millions of my sperm swimming up to and piercing through into her alien ovum and starting the new hybrid life within, but I was quickly distracted by the sensation of T'lek milking every drop of cum that I offered her.

I don't know when we fell asleep, but it had to been soon after because when I awoke, our bodies were still stuck together and though I could feel T'lek's warm sexual gel oozing down my thighs, my most powerful impression was that of pain.

"Oww," I muttered as I looked up at the ceiling.

"Is something wrong?" T'lek asked worryingly as she shot up in surprise. "Is my body causing you pain?"

"No," I grunted as I reached under my back to pull out the fork that I had been using to eat my dinner earlier, fortunately with the prongs facing down the entire time and somewhat more flat than when I had used it before. "I was lying on this."

"How didn't you notice that?" T'lek asked in surprise as she took the fork from me and looked at it.

"I don't know," I replied. "Maybe my wife just had my full attention."

T'lek looked at me in a way that sort of suggested that she was both flattered and annoyed at my cheesy comment.

"We probably should move to my quarters," T'lek muttered as she tried to hide her embarrassment. "They might be more comfortable than the galley's floor."

"Maybe," I grunted as I went to see if T'lek's body had released its hold on my cock, only to find the two of us still stuck together. "But you might need to let go of me first."

"Can't you carry me?" T'lek asked, trying to look innocent as she nuzzled against my belly. "You're too comfy to let go."