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As it turned out, densified kassog does, in fact, obey the law of conservation of mass, and Ryn found that her new shipmate was just as goddamn heavy as he was before, even if he was small enough to carry reasonably now. Ishka tried his best to help, wrapping tendrils around Ryn and sucking in tight to her chest, but he was still quite the heavy load. Luckily for the hare, her legs were pretty strong thanks to her genetics, and Ishka taking the load off of her arms made the whole ordeal just barely manageable. So, slowly and very carefully, the hare scaled up the rocky hillside back to her ship. After she'd woken up, she remembered why she'd been sent here in the first place, and thankfully she'd gotten a decent number of samples, enough to not raise questions. She thought about the weight hanging from her chest and decided that it probably was best for her to jump to another system after this job. She'd been wanting to go somewhere else anyways, the only thing keeping her here was inertia and decent pay. On top of that, she couldn't risk getting pestered to sell her newly acquired "live specimen", which would be relentless if the people paying her found out that she had him aboard. They'd likely know soon after she left, when they checked her records at the docks, since she'd get lifeform scanned, a standard procedure to cut down on trafficking. Ishka wouldn't be a problem anywhere else though, and if anyone even saw fit to ask about him, she'd just say he's a pet. Ryn shook these thoughts away, and her body felt like soaring when she finally saw the crest of the hill and climbed onto it, able to rest her legs at last. She tumbled down onto her side and rolled onto her back, then Ishka detached from her chest and pressed close, glowing warmly.

"Aww, Ishi." Ryn said, planting a kiss on the kassog, who glowed even brighter. She rested for a moment, letting the heat leave her legs, then rolled to her feet. "Alright, let's get you acquainted with your new home." The hare walked over to the ship and pressed her palm to the side, feeling it shift as the body scanned her hand print. She looked back and saw Ishka, who was now standing on a short tripod of his tendrils and walking over to her. He was surprisingly mobile for something so amorphous, but she wouldn't be counting on him to win any races. The kassog plodded his way inside, and Ryn followed, letting the hull slide shut behind her. Ryn walked into the ship as it pressurized a bit, wanting to check the oxygen levels right away to make sure she had a full tank before leaving out. Thermal scooping and solar power could get her by without fuel in a pinch, but her reoxygenator could only work so much magic before she would just be breathing carbon dioxide. On her way to the ship's dash though, she caught a glimpse of a russet-colored blur in some of the ship's chrome upholstery, finally realizing she was, in fact, completely naked. The hare felt a flush of embarrassment, but it faded a bit when she remembered it was only her and Ishka on the ship, and it wasn't like the kassog hadn't seen everything there was to see.

Ryn checked the ship's various levels and turned all of the systems on one at a time, wondering what Ishka how doing in his new environment. Surely it must be unsettling for him, since he'd never been around other sapients, much less this level of technology. When she turned to face him, though, not only were her expectations not met, but she felt a deep urge to plant her head in her palm. The kassog was glowing brightly and spinning around in one of her chairs, clearly having the time of his life. She thought about stopping him, but shook her head and laughed softly, then padded over and sat in the chair next to him.

"Khonsu, set a course for Palonis, same station we came from." Ryn said aloud to the ship's synthetic intelligence, watching the dash of the ship light up and feeling the ship whir to life even further. "Might want to hold on to something, Ishi, it's a little disorienting to take off at first." The kassog flashed in affirmation and rolled off onto the floor, then latched onto Ryn's bare leg. The hare smiled warmly and stroked the purple form as the g-forces began to hit the ship in full. The air currents were rough for a few moments, but once the ship broke loose from the cloud layer, the forces dropped off significantly. Ryn gripped her chair tightly and felt Ishka cling to her a bit more as the ship pushed further and further up through the atmosphere, finally breaking through it a few seconds later. Feeling the forces all suddenly vanish, Ishka looked around curiously, then plodded to the front of the ship, looking out into empty space.

"It's weird, huh?" Ryn said to the kassog as she walked up behind him. "It's been a long, long time since my first take off, but I still remember it pretty clearly. It... it felt pretty good to be free. Really, actually free." Ishka glowed gently, then peered up at Ryn, seeing her tearing up a bit. The kassog could feel a complex mix of emotions trailing off of the hare, and yet, strangely, sadness wasn't at the forefront. The purple glob clung against Ryn's leg, vibrating softly, trying to reassure her. Ryn looked down at him and shook herself, remembering that he could read her thoughts.

"Sorry, Ishka, I kinda lost myself in old memories there." The hair wiped her eyes dry and walked towards the back of the cabin, towards the door to the rest of the ship. "Come on, I think I have something for you." Ishka stood and followed after her, his curiosity refusing to be abated in the presence of all of these wonders around him.

Through the door was a long hallway that terminated in what was clearly the engine room, given the lights coming through the passage to it and its relative location in the ship. On either side of the hallway, Ishka found two doors, of which Ryn went through the right. The scents that swirled around the room told the kassog that this was definitely where the food was stored and prepared, but the hare kept walking, entering a room deeper still. This room, Ishka found, housed shelves and boxes, some of which was food, and some of which appeared to be various bits of technology. Ryn started to dig through the boxes, clearly looking for something. The kassog decided to not peer into her mind out of both a sense of courtesy and a desire to maintain the surprise at whatever Ryn had for him, instead looking through a few boxes that lay open on the floor. He didn't find anything particularly interesting by the time that Ryn turned around though, and was much more interested in what she had to offer.

"This," Ryn began as she faced a black slate to Ishka, "Is a keypad with verbal text processing software on it. You type, and it talks. You won't be able to carry it with you everywhere, since you don't really have a place to put it outside of your hands...er, tendrils, but it'll be useful for around the ship, when you want to talk or get my attention." She passed the tablet down to the kassog, who took it between a few of his tendrils, then sharpened a couple up and began to tap away, testing how it worked. After a few blurbs of nonsense, Ishka began to type quickly, piquing Ryn's interest.

"I like this very much, Ryn. It will be of great use to me." The tablet sounded off. Ishka looked up at Ryn, clearly pleased with his new toy. "What are we going to do now?"

"Well," Ryn started, taking a deep breath. "We need to go back to the station I left out from a few days ago, because I'm still on contract with them until I drop off the data I picked up from that planet. Once I drop that off though, we're out of there. The Geleckians are pretty damn greedy about their data, and if they knew I had you with me, they'd probably try to take you and start running tests on you, probably to figure out how to make the best product out of you."

"I dislike that idea greatly." Ishka replied, looking a bit distressed.

"Oh, don't worry, Ishi, they won't even know you're with me until we're already gone, and we won't be there for a couple days at least. So, to answer your question in a more immediate sense, we're not gonna do much. We have a bunch of time to kill." The kassog looked up to Ryn and set his new keyboard aside, glowing softly and pressing against her leg. The hare smiled and gave him a gentle rub, then gestured at him to follow her and walked back out into the hall way. The last room in the ship faced them, and Ryn walked inside, held the door open for Ishka, then closed it behind him.

"This is my bedroom." Ryn said as she walked over to a large bed with richly colored sheets and covers. "Ship's meant to hold four, but with Khonsu manning the helm most of the time, and given my work, I've never needed a real crew, so I turned my barracks into a nice little home for myself. Wanted something comfortable, since I spend the majority of my days in here." She climbed onto the bed and spread the comforter away from the sheets and patted the spot next to her. Ishka scanned the rest of the room as he walked towards her, seeing a few shelves of books lining the walls, as well as a desk with some panels atop it and a soft looking chair rolled up to it. The bed was soft, much softer than anything the kassog had slept on before and, upon feeling it, he rolled down into it, lavishing in it a bit. Ryn giggled a bit, watching her partner adapting to his new surroundings. He was certainly cute, she couldn't deny that for a second.

After a nice roll through the sheets, Ishka finally relaxed and turned to face Ryn again, glancing up and down at her. She arched a brow, wondering what he was looking at so curiously, then remembered, now the second time, that she was entirely naked. She smirked a bit, taking the compliment in stride, and decided to give Ishka a bit more to stare at. One of her hands grazed down her side, stroking through her deep brown fur, with her fingertips dragging shallow furrows through her creamy tan stomach fur. The kassog watched her like a hawk, his body starting to glow softly as her hand drew closer to her hip. Ryn watched back with great interest, intrigued with how he'd respond to a bit more... stimulus. Her hand gently curled around the base of her cock, which had been growing heavier with each passing moment, and was now hard enough to stroke, but not yet completely erect. Seeing how her partner's eyes fixated on her cherry red length rectified that quickly though, and she soon found herself pumping her fully hard cock from base to tip, milking a bit of precum out of it. Ryn's mind returned when she saw two familiar looking dark orbs harden up within Ishka though, and she slicked her ears back, squeezing her hand a little tighter and jerking it slower, wanting to show off a bit more.

"You can jump in anytime, Ishi." The hare teased, smiling at her mate. Ishka glowed with bright excitement, and pressed close to her, rubbing his body on her cock. "Mmmm, you like it that much, huh? I thought it might have just been the novelty at first. In that case..." Ryn slid up against the headboard and rolled over, sitting up properly, then pulled the kassog closer. With a bit of strain, she lifted him up from the bed, feeling relieved when he outstretched a couple tendrils to help, then settled him down over her cock. The intent was clear, he was meant to ride her, and complied eagerly, pressing down until her tip was butted up against him. Ishka looked up at his mate and pushed onto her firmly, watching her face as he took her inside and squeezed her tightly. Ryn let out a couple soft moans as Ishka slid down over her, already warmed up from showing off. A bit of precum leaked out of her and lightly swirled inside of the kassog, turning her on even more as she watched herself sink into him.

Once she was finally completely inside him, Ishka twisted side to side a bit, giving her a nice swirling sensation that made her legs straighten out like steel rods. Lust filled in the cracks between intrigue and modesty within the hare, and soon flooded over them, leaving her to find her hands planted on her mate and holding him tightly down on her length. Ishka's twisting felt wonderful, she thought to herself as she slid her hands down and planted her feet flat to the bed, but she needed more, and much rougher. Ishka seemed to have read her mind and agreed, as he sucked himself up to her stomach, almost as if he were presenting himself to be fucked. The idea drove Ryn a bit more wild than she would have liked to admit, but she was drowned in enough arousal to not care in the slightest right now. Gripping her partner tightly, if only for the feeling of doing so, Ryn began to thrust her hips, pumping her cock into the kassog smoothly. A hint of darkness caught the hare's eye, and she noticed that her mate's balls were swelling inside him, undoubtedly a sign of his own arousal.

"You seem to really like being fucked, Ishi." The hare said with a grin, rolling her hips along to a smooth, steady rhythm of slick, wet slaps. "You think you can give me a little of that spunk you're building up?" The kassog glowed brightly, and two cock-headed tendrils stretched out of him, one extending towards her mouth, and the other to her ass. The hare slowed for a moment and let go of Ishka, taking one of his tendrils in her hands. The kassog stopped moving and let her guide him, watching her pull his tendrils to exactly where she wanted them. One, she looped behind her neck before sliding it into her warm maw, greeting it with soft suckling. The other, she twisted around her thigh a couple times, then pushed inside of her ass, still a bit loose and sore from the night before. Once she was done, her hands returned to Ishka and she started thrusting into him again, her dick twitching softly inside him. Ishka squeezed her tightly, then pushed deeper into her from both ends, stopping only when her ass felt tight again and she gagged on him a bit.

Satisfied with his depth test, the kassog began pumping his mate full from both ends, alternating his strokes so she'd always have something inside. Ryn's pace quickened greatly as Ishka railed into her, driving her to power into him deeper and harder with every passing moment. The kassog, in turn, began to lose control, pushing further and further inside his mate, stretching her hole looser while also biting into the fur on her thigh.. The fullness inside her whole body dragged Ryn closer to the edge, but she wasn't about to cum until Ishka completely emptied himself into her from both sides. Her cock and balls ached with idea of her being so full of cum, so ruined and used, and she found herself simultaneously wanting to climax that instant and yet fuck Ishka for hours upon hours. For now, she opted for the later, but she wasn't going to leave him dry. No, she knew her kassog was just as cum-hungry as she was, and was more than happy to satisfy his lust too.

The hare breathed in deeply through her nose, then started sucking hard on Ishka's tendril, teasing the length with her whole mouth. When he began to glow brightly, she could tell that he was close too, and only ramped up her efforts, thrusting harder and even bobbing her head towards him to push him deeper, faster. Ishka had little choice in how fast she made him go, but he also didn't care at all. His vibrant shining told Ryn everything she needed to know about how he felt right now, and it just encouraged her further. Her eyes widened when she saw the dark orbs inside him swell and rise, knowing her reward was very soon to come. Keeping at her work, Ryn was determined not to stop, but halted all the same when she felt her mate slip past a barrier inside her, pushing so much deeper into her ass than she thought he ever could. Ishka clearly picked up on that thought, and began to wriggle around in this new space, sending shivers through the hare. Her whole body tightened in response, squeezing his tendril tight and locking it inside her. The pure, lustful pressure was enough to finally break the kassog, who shot thick, constant streams of cum through each of his tendrils. Ryn saw this, and watched in anticipation, wanting so badly to feel the flood inside her.

Cum surged into Ryn's core from both sides, spilling down her throat and pouring deep into her ass, making her stomach swell some. She laid still for a moment, then Ishka settled back onto her cock and twisted just a bit, finally sending her over the edge and making her shoot her own ropes into her mate, creating a swirling white spiral of cum inside of the kassog. Satisfied, Ishka retrieved his tendrils from the hare and cuddled into her, glowing softly with great contentment. Ryn, conversely, laid still, broken in the best way and still trying to get her mind back in control again as a steady trail of cum began to leak from her gaping ass. Ishka could feel her overwhelmed mind trying to make sense of things, and saw fit to simply comfort her, pressing himself close, under her left arm. The kassog was gentle with his touch, knowing it might feel strange to her, and carefully stretched a tendril out to stroke her face. Ryn blushed a bit, enjoying the intimate touch, and tightened her arm around Ishka, giving him a soft squeeze.

"Well, I guess I asked for it." Ryn said with a smile, starting to prop herself upright. "But as much as I like fucking, and god did I fucking love that, I think there's some other stuff we can do that might be a little more productive in our downtime." Ishka shaded an eyelid skeptically, mimicking an expression he'd seen Ryn doing. The hare smiled, amused with his quick uptake, and patted him on the head as she stood from the bed. The kassog stretched out a few legs and began to walk after her, picking up his keyboard along the way.

"What variety of things did you have in mind, Ryn?" Ishka asked, typing as he walked. Ryn felt strange for a moment, unused to casual conversation aboard her ship. The moment passed quickly though, and she kept walking, answering the kassog as she lead him to the cockpit.

"Well, for one, I don't know how strong your abilities as a telepath are, but I'm going to guess you didn't manage to pull the history of all of the systems around this arm of the galaxy from the last 20 or so macro cycles out of my head."

"What is a macro cycle?" The keyboard chirped out, failing to convey the curious look on the kassog's face.

"Figured you'd ask, but let me answer your question with one of my own." Ryn said as Ishka looked up at her, seeing the black expanse now spread out through the cockpit viewport behind her. "Why didn't you just read my mind?" Ishka typed for a moment, then stopped, seeming to consider his thoughts carefully.

"Difficult to. Easier to read you when a thought is strong, at the front of your mind. Digging beyond that is hard, and obtaining information like history of an area is utterly impossible. I am not a strong telepath, it is not in the nature of my species to be so."

"Huh, sounds useful, still. At the very least, it makes you good in the sack." Ryn said, making Ishka glow softly as he obtained a broad context of the compliment from her mind. "Anyways, a macro cycle is 400 cycles on the Federation homeworld, and a cycle is just what you'd call a day, a solar cycle. Cycles aren't too useful if you're grounded, but having a way to tell broad-stroke time in space helps keep you sane. A cycle's just 24 hours, and then that can divide further down, but you can figure that stuff out from looking at a clock a few times a day. Past all that, a macro cycle is broken up into 16 subdivisions, just to make organization a little easier. 25 days a piece, pretty simple overall." A mildly confused look in Ishka's eyes told her she might be wrong, but she figured he'd get used to it.

"Setting that aside though," Ryn continued, walking over to a panel on the dashboard of the cockpit and giving it a tap. The panel lit up, showing a large map of multiple star systems, with the one they were currently in residing in the middle of the screen. "This is the general area around here. Most of the planets around this middle sun, the one we're next to, are Geleckian territory. Bunch of squirrelly bastards, pretty obsessed with progress right now because they haven't been space-faring for too long so it's all still new and shiny, enough for them to push ethical behavior into the corner for a few dozen macro cycles, or until a bigger player nearby gives them a good kick in the ass. They were paying me and a bunch of other scouters to survey the planets in their system that they haven't gotten around to ruining in a search for resources, while also looking for new places to plant colonies to offload some of their population. Personally, I haven't been a big fan of these guys since I showed up, they're pretty slimy a lot of the time, but the money's been good and on time, so I can't complain too much. Now that I have you with me though... well, I already told you what we're doing about that." Ishka's eyes strained for a moment as he processed all the information, but trying to figure most of it out without a proper background was difficult.

"I am unsure of how to contextualize this information, Ryn." Ishka said. "Make no mistake from my aptitude with your language; while I am able to speak it strongly via this device, it has taken much time for me to do so. I accumulated this knowledge over a very long period, thanks to several sets of visitors to my planet, and the materials and technology they left behind. However, I know little of the politics of species such as yours that can travel from world to world. Of course, I am no idiot, I can gain context for this information as time goes on, but that will be gradual. Simply put, the information you have given me is appreciated, and will likely be useful in time, but I must learn more about the fundamentals before I can process finer details like the ones you shared." Ryn nodded, listening to the keyboard speak for her mate, then blushed with embarrassment at the realization of just how much she'd flooded him.

"Sorry, Ishi, I kinda forgot you weren't very clued in." Ryn said, rubbing her head with a bit of shame. "There's a bunch of information about this stuff on the ship's computers, so you can learn it at your own pace. I guess later I'll have to show you how to use them without voiding the ship's atmosphere or something like that." She smiled a bit, and then a bit more when Ishka glowed a bit, looking relieved and relaxing a bit.

"Thank you, Ryn. Also, please note that I appreciate the unintentional compliment to my intelligence. It felt nice to be thought of as such." Ryn cocked her head a bit, looking confused.

"Well, yeah, Ishi." She said as if it were obvious. "I mean, you are smart, there's no real denying that. I mean hell, if you weren't, what would that say about me?"

Ishka elected not to respond at first, leaving some awkward dead air for Ryn to ponder her own question. As her mind set upon itself after a bit of introspection, she sat down and began to stare out into the void before them, leaving Ishka in an even more awkward position than before. It didn't take much prodding to see what was on her mind, in fact, she was pretty much an open book for him at the moment due to the intensity of her thoughts. Self-doubt came over strongly, and the kassog felt out of place all of a sudden. Before he could pull away from the front of her mind, his own was temporarily overrun, with all of the feelings that were rushing through the channels of her brain at that moment now washing over him as well. The reality of their situation was beginning to strike them both, and while neither were unhappy, both felt strange. They were united in a few feelings now, which ironically were caused solely by each other's newly found presence in their lives. Ryn had no way of knowing this, though, and Ishka decided to play close to his chest for the moment, opting not to speak for now. Instead, he walked over and settled himself next to her feet and closed his eyes, letting her have her time to think. It was clear she shouldn't have to put on a face for him right now, and he was not about to make her.

Ryn, on the other hand, was off on other worlds as she navigated a minefield of emotions that she had blindly stumbled into. 'What am I doing?' She thought to herself, raking over her mind with razors of self-doubt, anxiety, and confused fear. 'I met Ishka literally yesterday, and yet here I am, taking him away from his homeworld, for what, a twisted kink? A fun little sex toy to keep on my ship for when I get lonely? Sure, he elected to join me, or at the very least, he never objected, but who's to say he even knew what he was signing up for? What the hell is wrong with me?'

Her mind struggled on and on, tortuously knotting over itself as she thought about things. She wasn't unused to these anxious breakdowns, but this one was much more intense, especially now that someone else was involved. Loneliness provided a unique comfort, and now that was gone, which only amplified the panic further. She rolled in the fear and deadlock for quite a while, but she would never be sure how long, not that she could have any other time it had happened. In the middle of these mental ramblings, though, something different happened. The hare looked down from her starry view, and saw Ishka resting peacefully at her feet. He wasn't upset, nor was he frightened. He looked perfectly happy to be here, and something about the idea of that warmed Ryn, smoothing over her mind briefly. For just a moment, the anxious wracking stopped. An urge deep inside Ryn took hold, forcing her conscious mind to the back for now, and she stood, carefully hoisting the kassog into her arms, luckily not waking him in the process. Then, without a second thought, the hare walked him into the bedroom with her and laid him down, curling around him tightly, and let herself relax. Ishka, still asleep, unconsciously pressed into her, enjoying her warmth and presence, a feeling he'd never really had before. Her mind remained blank, gliding into a smooth grey haze, and she fell asleep soon after, feeling only a serene sense of calm.

Ryn woke up a few hours later, finding Ishka pressed firmly into her chest by his own accord, and decided against waking him up. Instead, she held him, as she had been, although her choice wasn't a particularly conscious one. In her sleep-dazed delirium, she felt closer to Ishka than she'd felt to anyone in years, and she wanted to preserve that feeling, cherish it. Her heavier, wakeful breathing soon stirred the kassog, though, and he woke into a similarly amorous state, hugging tendrils around her and rubbing himself against her slowly. The hare smiled to herself, only scarcely aware of what was going on, but she felt safe all the same. After a few minutes passed, both the kassog and the hare roused into true wakefulness and Ryn sat up with a yawn, letting Ishka sit peacefully in her lap. She smiled again and stroked the kassog's smooth body, then planted a soft kiss on him, giggling a bit to herself at how he felt against her lips.

. . . . .

The time passed quickly as the new couple acclimated to their new living situation, waiting for their ship to reach Athalon, the station that Ryn had acquired her contract on. Khonsu announced their arrival a couple hours in advance, taking the time to request for docking and confirm it, then aligning them for landing in the time that remained. Ryn clothed herself and prepared her data while she waited, and Ishka continued burying himself in historical logs and articles that Ryn had given him to read, as he had since they'd woken up the day before. He was nervous, Ryn could tell that pretty easily from his stiff body language, but she decided it was better to let him immerse himself and take his mind off of things. The tension, she told herself, would obviously vanish after they left out which was definitely a comfort.

When the ship glided into port, the friction brakes kicked in, grinding the ship to a steady, but turbulent stop. Ryn groaned, hating the feeling, and saw Ishka tense up to near-petrification. Sighing to herself, she made a note to tell him later that not all ports had docks this shitty, just that this one was particularly underdeveloped. For now though, she was in a bit of a rush to get in and out.

"Get some sleep in my room, maybe." She said as she gave him a hug before leaving. "Just try to relax a little, I shouldn't be too long." Ishka nodded and plodded off to the bedroom, and Ryn turned to the door and opened it, letting the ship normalize the pressure. On her way out, she swiped a card through a reader, making hoses come down to a port on her ship and attach, starting to fill her oxygen and fuel tanks. As much as she hated to pay for air, she needed it, and they didn't give a choice to pay for one and not the other anyways. She locked her ship up and strolled down the walkway into the port proper.

The port itself was shiny and still looked new, but any experienced traveler could tell how far behind the times this place was. It was clear to Ryn from the first time she landed here that this station was new to space travel, and that meant good money for someone like her, but it really sucked to have to be on the damn thing for any length of time. Businesses hadn't moved here yet, facilities were backwards and outdated, and none of the tech here was worth a buy. For anything other than pay, this place was utterly worthless to her. The hare strolled through wide streets towards the employment agency, which was close to the port specifically to cater to people like her. The office was small, and sleek, but carried the same outdated feel as every other bit of the station she'd seen. It felt as if she'd traveled 30 macro cycles backward through time, where a place like this would have been bleeding edge. Thankfully, the place was updated enough to have kiosks for her to drop her materials off at, so she walked up to one and inserted her drive, letting it connect to the admittedly ancient device. Her contract had established a set rate for data, with prices per unique scan based on their complexity, such that animals were worth more than plants, plants worth than minerals, and so on. She wasn't going to get a huge sum, but it was more than enough, as her services were at a premium here. The work might have been boring, but less than a day's work had netted her what a week elsewhere might have. Still, she had reasons to leave, of which Ishka was only one part.

The kiosk confirmed the data being received and parsed successfully, then requested for her to insert her chit. The hare slid her card in and checked her balance on her wrist computer, ensuring that her account was updated and that the amount had cleared. Once it did, she pulled her card and drive, and walked out. She wasn't in a rush to get back to the ship per say, but her pace was quick, getting her back faster than it took to get there. Her heart began to race, though, when she saw two locals poking around her ship. They were Geleckians, probably natives, and were in uniform, but with no real indicator of agency or employer. Ryn hiked up to the pair, who looked similar to geckos from her home world, with green, slick skin that contrasted their dark jumpsuits sharply. The pair looked up from her ship and directly as her as she drew closer, but Ryn elected to speak first.

"Can I help you, gentlemen?"

"Just inspecting your ship, ma'am. That a problem?" One asked, trying and failing to hide a bit of cockiness in his voice.

"Yeah, actually is, considering this dock doesn't do inspections for stays under one Federation cycle." Ryn said, annoyed with the blatant lie. "I've been here an hour. What are you doing to my ship?"

"Like he said, inspection." The other Geleckian responded, seeing the first one clam up after being caught in a lie. "We caught a lifescan that shows you have someone on board with you. Mind showing us the inside of your ship?"

"Yeah, I do." Ryn said, now visibly getting angry. "Show me some papers, ID, or other proof you're who you say you are, then a warrant to search me, or get your hands off of my ship, and get the fuck out of my way."

"I'm sorry?" The second Geleckian replied nervously. Ryn just grunted angrily and shoved him aside, yelling back at them as she opened the door to her ship and walked inside.

"You're scum, and your boss is a cunt." The hare sneered, scowling as she shut the door and sealed it. "Khonsu, undock and get us out of here. Blitz the thrusters a bit too, I feel like giving those assholes a bit of a thrill." Khonsu replied with an affirmative and the ship whirred to life and ripped out of the dock roughly, undoubtedly sending the two thugs scurrying up the dock. Ryn had a feeling she wouldn't be welcome back to Athalon again, but she didn't care much. Instead, she stretched her limbs and unzipped her suit a bit, letting her fur breathe, and walked back to her room to check on Ishka. When she opened the door, Ryn found the kassog sitting on her bed, staring wide-eyed at her.

"Sorry about the rough takeoff, Ishi." Ryn said apologetically as she walked over to him and sat down next to him on the bed. "Couple assholes were prodding at the ship, probably trying to figure out if I had someone like you in here. Had to give 'em a little scare, just for the hell of it." The kassog glowed softly, scooting close to Ryn and pressing against her hip. Ryn smiled and stroked him softly, happy to see him safe.

"Khonsu, plot to the nearest trade depot that's at least a cycle away." Ryn ordered to the SI, then turned back to Ishka. "Well, you're safe now. Anything I can do to make up for the stress? I could tell, you know. Don't have to be a telepath to read body language." Ishka narrowed his eyes for a moment, thinking, then looked up and nodded with a bit of shine. Ryn smiled and watched the kassog stretch out a tendril toward her chest, then latch onto her zipper and pull it down a little more, loosening her suit up a bit more. He then slipped the tip down the neck of her suit and started extending another one, this time with a nice round cock tip on it. Ishka showed no hesitation as he slithered the first tendril down between her breasts and over her stomach while the other crept across the floor, then curled tightly around her ankle. Ryn cocked an eyebrow at her mate and drew a smirk towards one side of her mouth, feeling the thick length coil and slide up her leg, making its way towards her ass.

"Just don't tear this one up, Ishi." Ryn warned, making no move to stop him. He nodded in reply and pressed his first tentacle to the tip of her cock, which was obviously tenting her suit's crotch. The smooth purple length squished around her, then began to slowly engulf the hare's dick, leaving Ryn with a warm, pleasant, tight feeling down below. Meanwhile, the other tendril finally slid up between the mounds of Ryn's ass and popped into her with no warning at all. The hare yiped and snapped her eyes shut, then stretched out into a growling moan as Ishka forced himself deep inside her, ready to take her up on her prior offer. Not skipping a beat, Ishka commenced to pumping her ass full of his lengthy root, prodding around in her as he began to rub her dick with his other tentacle. Ryn opened her eyes again just in time to see yet another tendril creep down between her breasts, and was deeply curious what that one could be for, but found it hard to focus on that wonder, as Ishka was ramping up the intensity faster than she expected.

The third tentacle ran across Ryn's tight stomach, but she had a feeling that Ishka was after more than to just feel her up, given how he was now starting to rail into her ass, forcing involuntary huffs from her. He certainly knew how to treat her by now, Ryn noted as she relished the feeling of her ass being used like some loose fuckhole for her mate, while her cock seemed to be just another toy for him to tweak to get a rise out of her. Ryn's almost-forgotten questions were answered when she felt the latest tentacle wind around her balls and cinch down the skin tight to the orbs inside, leaving them stretching what was left taut, but not uncomfortably so. The two tentacles fought for space, but soon settled on either side of her, leaving one to siphon on her cock, pumping Ryn in and out of it like a warm maw hungry for cum, and the other to slowly pull her balls down, adding gentle pressure so it never seemed like a jerk or tug, but a nice, steady drag and squeeze. Ryn felt a lovely heat flower in her groin, and let a long, drawn-out moan roll from her tongue as Ishka pulled harder and harder. She'd often played with her balls in a rough sort of way, but something like this hadn't crossed her mind at all.

"F-fuck." She stuttered out, feeling utterly at her mate's mercy despite not being bound in any way whatsoever. "You c-can go haaaaarderrrrrr... Ishiiii." Ryn's voice began to slur and drag as Ishka did just that, picking up speed with each of his limbs. His "cock" pounded into Ryn's ass with loud, wet slaps, and he slowly began to thicken it up, wanting her to be ass loose as he could tell she wanted to be. The tentacles abusing her cock and balls grew rougher too, driving Ryn to start to quiver and shake. The tendril wrapped over her length began to swirl back and forth, while the other tentacle began to tug at her sack, stretching the skin tighter and squeezing her balls all the harder. The hare soon gave up on keeping her mouth open, instead letting her maw hang open and her tongue loll out as loud, shaky moans spilled out into the bedroom, making Ishka glow brightly as his own balls swelled up inside him, ready to blow whenever he saw fit.

Ryn, on the other hand, lacked that control, and snapped her back straight and stiff as she wailed, her balls pulsing as her cock spewed hot seed into Ishka's tendril. The kassog sucked down all of it, pulling it all the way back into him, then forced his cock-headed tentacle as deep into Ryn as he could manage, making her unleash a squealing moan, which only got louder when he began pumping his cum into her like the slut she clearly wanted to be. Ishka's balls visibly throbbed inside him as he drained every drop of semen he had into his mate, making sure she was bred just how she liked to be, and he slowly retracted his other two tendrils, leaving the hare with only the one that was pressed almost into her stomach. Ryn laid back, her chest heaving and her body quivering, but otherwise not moving an inch. Ishka took a moment to recover, needing to gather his strength after that, then extended a tendril out to grasp the zipper of Ryn's suit, pulling it down to give her some room to breathe. The kassog took the courtesy of parting the front of the suit and tugging it down off of the hare's shoulders, then pressed close to her side. The hare squeezed her mate into an awkward hug, smiling wide and feeling happy deep inside, something she noted she hadn't felt in quite some time. And although Ryn whimpered softly when Ishka finally began to withdraw his "cock", she didn't have much time to pout before he was right back at her again, this time prodding at her breasts.

"Hmmm, yeah, guess you kinda forgot about those, huh?" Ryn asked, still out of breath. Ishka glowed in affirmation, seeming to take her question as earnest, rather than teasing. "Well, I certainly don't mind you playing with them now." Ishka glowed again, then globbed up onto her stomach, meeting her eyes as he began to prod at her nipples with great curiosity. At first, he flicked at them, and was encouraged by Ryn's reaction, feeling her stomach tensing up beneath him, but it soon became clear that was getting too intense for the hare.

"Not so rough, Ishi." Ryn scolded lightly, taking one of his tendrils in her hand, guiding it in slow circles around the nipple he'd previously been abusing. "Like this. I might be into being fucked like a whore, but I still don't like feeling that kind of intensity without some build-up first." Ishka nodded, and gently circled the crowns of her breasts, picking up speed and strength slowly. After a bit of this, an idea occurred to the kassog, and he pressed his tendrils against her breasts firmly, squishing them down and spreading the tips around her whole areolas. Ryn knew exactly what he was about to do, and was deeply fascinated with how it might feel, so she made no move to stop him, instead just relaxing and closing her eyes as Ishka began to suck on her nipples. The kassog kept the suction light, but if Ryn's almost purring moans were anything to go by, he was headed in the right direction.

Ishka jumped a bit, feeling something brush behind him, but Ryn was determined for him not to stop, and held him down with both of her hands. The kassog's confusion only intensified when she began to push him back, until he felt what brushed him rest against him in full: Ryn was hard again. This time, though, the hare seemed to want to take the lead, sliding Ishka back until his body absorbed her cock into it, forming a tight, near-perfect suction. Ishka's eyes went a bit wider as he felt himself being raised up, and realized that Ryn was lifting him up. Wanting to give her a hand, Ishka pressed two tendrils to the bed to support his weight, then rocked with her hands, letting her guide him up and down on her length at a slow, but even pace. Ryn's eyes remained shut tight and she was much more quiet than before, but the hare was far from silent. Her moans and whimpers were soft, but she seemed to be trying to press them down, so Ishka eased back on his sucking, letting her catch her breath for a moment.

"Ishka..." The hare started, her voice a bit strained from overuse, "I know this is a weird time to mention this, but... I care about you, a lot. I wanted to say that for a little while now. I've been pretty worried that... that you'd think I just wanted this, you know, the sex. But I've felt so much happier these past couple days, just having you around the ship, and I don't think just anyone would have made me feel that way. I'm glad it's over now, but I'm even more glad I took that contract to begin with." Ryn blushed a bit, feeling tears start to well in her eyes. Ishka lifted himself off of her, pulling his tendrils away from her nipples, and Ryn felt her heart break for a moment, incredibly anxious that she'd just ruined things with her sudden outburst. Those fears were immediately assuaged, though, when Ishka pressed down against her chest hard, squishing his whole body into her and squeezing around her tight. He couldn't talk, of course, but, in a way, Ryn didn't need him to. His embrace was enough to tell her that he felt the same, and that was all she needed, maybe all she'd ever need. A smile crept across the tear-eyed hare's face as she wrapped her arms around Ishka to match his hug. Ishka felt himself involuntarily shine a bit, overwhelmed by both Ryn's happiness and his own, and kept holding tight, content to remain here with Ryn for as long as she wished.