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We lay in bed, basking in the afterglow of what Zuri called 'victory sex'. I'm not sure which victory we were celebrating-me agreeing to stay on or the simple fact that the mission was successful, but I certainly felt like a winner after that. My beautiful hyena amazon was cuddled up next to me, one arm underneath my head, the other idly roaming up and down my chest, her fingers gliding through my fur.

"What is this?" Zuri suddenly asked. I raised my head to see what she was talking about, and saw nothing out of the ordinary.

"That's my chest," I replied. "You seem rather fond of it at the moment." She chuckled and gave me a playful slap on my arm.

"Not that, you cheeky fucker. I meant us. You know, the two of us...this." She gestured to both of us and I understood what she was talking about. To be honest, I hadn't given it much thought. Things had been moving at a fairly quick pace once we got going, and I also didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak.

"Ah, that," I said, shrugging as best I could in my position, "I, uh, I hadn't given it much thought, to be honest. I mean, we never really talked about it, and we've been so busy that it's never come up." I rolled over onto my side to face her, resting a hand on her hip. It's been fun, but aside from me promising to take her back to her folks for a visit, we've really never even discussed making this official, or anything really beyond just fun in the sack. She seemed interested, and I certainly wanted to see where this went. On the other hand, if we want different things, this ends pretty much here and now. I had two options. I could pass it back to her, see what she wanted, and then just agree with her, or take a chance. With a deep breath, I steadied my nerves, and looked her in the eyes. "I'm not sure what you were looking for with this, uh...arrangement, I guess, but I'm not in the habit of sleeping with my passengers. A-and...I'd like to get to know you better. I'd like to see where this goes, to see if this is more than us enjoying our bodies." There. I'd said it. If she shoots me down, this is probably going to be an awkward trip. But I'd rather have taken the chance then let it slip and spend the rest of my life wondering.

Her eyes lit up as I spoke, and a reassuring smile crossed her face. She listened to me, waited for me to finish, and then nodded in agreement. "I think I'd like that, too," she said, and I let out the breath I didn't realize I'd been holding in. That got a giggle out of her, and she pulled me in close for a brief hug.

"Oh, good," I smiled, "For a second I was worried that it was going to get real awkward, real quick."

"For the record, I'm not one to sleep with my pilots, either. And it wasn't to keep you on, either."

"I didn't think you were, Zuri," I paused as I thought back to earlier in the night. "...is that what you guys were arguing about right before the drop?"

The smile immediately dropped away from her face, and I wondered if I'd just blown this ten seconds in. "How did you know that? Were you tapped into our comms?"

"No, no!" I hastily said, "But I was keeping an eye on the airlock, just to make sure you guys were okay in there, and I saw you and Myra getting ready to throw down. I honestly thought you were going to clock her for a second there. Didn't know what it was about then, but..put two and two together."

Zuri's expression relaxed, and a faint smile returned to her face, banishing my worries. "Oh, I see. Yeah, she and Zhora thought I was shagging you just to keep you on board. I explained to her why we need you, and that sex with you was strictly because of how cute you are."

I frowned slightly at being called 'cute', "Thanks, I guess."

"Oh, leave it out," she chuckled and rolled her eyes, "You, Mister Barsuk, need to realize that when a woman calls you cute, it's a good thing. Especially when that woman is me." She poked me in the chest for emphasis, her expression mock-serious.

"Excuse you, that's Captain Barsuk. I didn't spend years learning how to fly and run this ship to be called Mister, thank you very much."

"Oh? Still on this 'captain of the ship' business again?" she teased. "Remind me what I said about that?"

"That you're still the 'captain of my ass'," I replied, rolling my eyes. "Still think that one needs work."

"I'll settle for 'Mistress,' it has a nice ring to it."

"As long as it includes you in skin-tight leather."

"And a nice collar for you?"

"I don't think so," I grinned. She shrugged, "Worth a shot. Still think you'd look good in one, though." Her finger idly traced an imaginary collar around my neck before moving down to stroke my chest. We laid like that for a while, simply caressing each other in silence, my hands running through the soft fur of her hips and thighs, feeling the powerful muscles beneath.

Eventually, I broke the silence. "So, how long are we going to be on Terra Nova for?"

"Two days, I think," she replied thoughtfully, "Need to drop off the mark, get paid, and check with our contacts on the next bounty."

"Do you think you'll be free the evening we're planetside? Maybe have dinner with me, get to know each other better in the spirit of moving this relationship forward?" I asked hopefully.

Zuri smiled broadly and gave me a look of mock disbelief. "Why, Captain Barsuk, are you asking me out on a date?"

"It has been a while, but yes, I believe that is what I'm doing. Will you go out with me, Miss Amaka?"

"Of course! Bloody well took you long enough," she smirked and pulled me on top of her for a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues explored each other, our hands began to explore more and more of our bodies, caressing and stroking. As things began to heat up, my body began to respond to the growing lust, pressing against Zuri's thigh.

"Mmmm, someone's ready to go again, I see..." she whispered as we broke the kiss, her blue eyes becoming clouded with arousal. Her hand snaked its way between us, wrapping around my member and began to slowly, teasingly stroke. I let out a soft moan, my own hand hefting one of her large breasts, kneading it gently, fingers caressing her areola.

"What can I say?" I replied, "You're too sexy to resist."

"Mmmm, that's what I want to hear, loverboy," she purred, her fingers running up and down my length ever so lightly, teasing me, leaving me wanting more. My hips involuntarily bucked against her, brushing against the soft fur of her hips and drawing another quiet moan out of me.

"Zuri," I moaned, "I need you." She gave me a sultry smile and released my shaft, her hands settling on my hips.

"Go on, then," she playfully replied, "Take me." Her legs wrapped around my waist as I positioned myself at her entrance, feeling her heat, her arousal, just from the barest of contact. My eyes found hers and I slowly slipped inside, my member slowly being surrounded by her velvety walls, spreading her open. She closed her eyes and sighed happily, pulling me in deeper and deeper until our hips pressed against each other. I gasped as she flexed around me, gripping and massaging me, and shudder ran through me just as she opened her eyes back up. A coy smile was on her lips, and I could help but smile back at her as I began to thrust into her. Her hips began to roll in time with my thrusts, her moans becoming louder and louder now. While she was too tall for me to lean over and properly kiss her while in this position, it did leave me facing directly at her beautiful breasts, watching them bounce and shake with every thrust.

I grinned up at her before I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, licking and suckling on it, my tongue running over the silver barbell. She moans louder and her back arches as her powerful legs wrap around me tighter and tighter. "Oh, fuck, that's it, Denryk," her words of encouragement spurred me on, thrusting into her harder and faster now, feeling the bed shift beneath us as she kept pace with me. Her hands had moved from my hips to my head, her fingers running through my headfur. I could feel my climax beginning to approach, and I knew she wasn't far off, either.

"Give it to me, loverboy," she gasped, "Cum in me." I nodded up at her, releasing her nipple as I focused on bringing her to orgasm with me. This time, however, I was unable to hold back, and slammed into her one last time, moaning out her name as I climaxed, painting her inner walls with my hot, white, seed. As my shaft twitched and pulsed inside her, it set off her own orgasm, her thighs clamping down on me hard as she let out a wordless cry of release. Her love tunnel clamped down on me nearly as hard as her thighs, greedily milking me of every last drop that I had. When I could finally give her no more, I laid on top of her, resting my head on her ample chest while I tried to catch my breath. Eventually, I moved back to the bed, and we finally fell back asleep for a well-deserved rest in each other's arms.

The trip back to Terra Nova was relatively uneventful. We made touchdown at the starport without incident, and Zuri and her team left to drop off Zhakov off and get paid. Normally, I'd go with them, but since I already got my cut, I was able to stay back with the ship. Which is good, because I needed the time to get things ready for the date tonight.

First things first, I rented a car since I didn't normally need one and I didn't want to have to wait on a driver service. That, plus, I don't like having other people drive me around, it feels wrong, somehow, like I should be doing it anyway. Next, pull my one suit out of storage. A classic black number, with a blue vest and matching tie. Not many times I needed to wear it, but I have to admit, I looked good in it. Then a quick message to Zuri to let her know the dress code, and last, but certainly not least, look up a restaurant I can make reservations for. Eventually, I find one, and manage to secure us a table at a pretty nice place in midtown. Now all that was left was the wait.

That wait felt like an eternity. There's nothing like being alone in your home with free time for your brain to start thinking of all the things that could go wrong. What if she hates the restaurant? What if we start talking and find out we hate everything about the other? What if she stands me up? I tried to push that part of my brain into a quiet corner and lock it in there, but with little else to occupy my time, it kept creeping back. So much for nerves of steel, huh? I can strap myself in a metal can and hurl myself off into deep space without so much as a blink, but when it comes to a simple date, I'm practically sweating.

Eventually, however, the appointed hour arrives and I find myself at the car, waiting for Zuri to arrive. She'd asked I not be at the ship so that she could surprise me with the dress she was planning to wear, and I admit, I look forward to her surprises. So far, they've all ended with some kind of payoff for me. And this one did not disappoint.

"Waiting long, Captain?" Her voice broke me out of my reverie and when I turned around, what I saw took my breath away. Zuri was wearing a beautiful off the shoulder dress that hugged her curves and accentuated her muscles in all the right places, in what I thought was a classic black. That is, until the light hit it. When the rays of the sunset hit the dress just right, it shimmered a royal blue, creating an amazing visual display when she walked. In addition to her natural stunning visual display when she walked. A blue clutch purse was in her hand, and she still wore her gold bracelets around each wrist. Surprisingly, she opted for heels instead of flats, not that I minded. And I'm guessing when you're over half a foot taller than your partner, there's really no point in trying to balance out the height difference.

Of course, this entire time, she's smirking at me as I stood there, my jaw on the ground. Eventually, my brain kicks into gear and I slowly shake my head no. "Not...not long, no. You, look, Goddess, Zuri, you look stunning!" I manage to get out. She smiled, warm and genuine, and while I couldn't see the blush, I'd swear from her body language that I'd actually managed to give her one.

"Thanks, babe," she replied, "You look pretty dashing yourself. And I approve of the colors, good to see that we match."

"Huh? Oh, right, the blue. Although mine's not as...breathtaking as yours is."

"Glad you like it." She does a slow spin for me, which shows off the dress, her curves, and the blue shimmer from all angles. Goddess, how did I get so goddamn lucky. "So, where are we headed, loverboy?"

"Kilrah's. New place, supposed to be a fusion of Terra Novan and Earth cuisines, should be interesting, at least."

"And if it isn't, we'll have to make it interesting," Zuri grinned playfully at me.

"My dear Zuri, there hasn't been a moment with you that hasn't been interesting," I coolly replied, opening the door for her.

The trip there was relatively quick and uneventful. The usual small talk about the weather, the car, that sort of thing. Once we arrived at the restaurant, a bear showed us to our table and we began to start delving into more serious conversation. Well, sort of.

"So, there I am," I begin, "Twenty two, just out of flight school and thinking I'm hot shit. Mom's got this new mixer and I'm going to use it to make them cookies as a little surprise. Little spaceship cookies, because twenty two year old me thought that'd be clever. So I put all the sugar, butter, flour, all the ingredients into the mixer and it gives me this warning about the little spill guard not being in place. And I hit the ignore button because why would I need it, I didn't have this thing set to maximimum, right?"

"Oh no," she said with a horrified smile on her face.

"Oh yes."

"Oh no," she placed a hand over her muzzle to try and stifle the giggles.

"Boom. It looked like a tiny bomb went off. Bits of butter on the ceiling, flour and sugar everywhere, and enough egg on my face, literally, to make an omelette."

By now her giggle had turned into a full on laugh and she shook her head as she tried to regain control. "Oh, no. That's too funny. What the hell happened?"

"Well, it turns out that they had adjusted the speed settings, so they were inverted from the prior models. Which is what Mom was trying to warn me about, but I was too stubborn to listen." I sighed, "It took me hours to get the kitchen clean, not to mention my face. We all had a good laugh about it, especially Dad. Kept making egg puns all night at my expense."

"Don't you mean at your...egg-spence?" she grinned

"Oh for the love of..." I muttered as I rolled my eyes, unable to keep the grin on my face.

"You know you love it," she winked at me. "Your dad sounded like he had a good sense of humor."

"Yeah," I agreed, a wistful smile on my face. "Yeah, he did. Never really took much too seriously. Only time I'd ever see him get really mad was if something hurt me or Mom. Always supported me in my passions. It's been years since he's been gone and it still hurts like it was yesterday."

Zuri reached across the table and took my hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry, Denryk," she said softly. I looked back at her and gave her the best smile I could muster, which given the look on her face, probably wasn't that great.

"Thanks, Zuri." I cleared my throat, glancing down at the table before continuing. "What about your dad. I don't think I've heard you mention him."

Immediately, I knew I'd just said the wrong thing. Her body language immediately shifted, going from relaxed to guarded, her hand pulling away from mine, and her eyes going down to the table. "I'm sorry," I blurted out, "If you don't want to talk about this I'm-"

"No, no, it's okay," she said, waving her hand dismissively, "It's a bit of common knowledge anyway, you'd find out sooner or later. Rather you hear it from me. It's a bit of a long story, but, when I was really young, like three or four, my mum left my dad. He'd been hitting her for a while, but he started spreading the beatings around, and when Mum found out that he'd been hitting us, she bailed. Only problem was, he didn't like that idea and kept chasing after her. I mean, real scary shit. He'd tail her on the way home from a job she was working at, he'd get her fired by causing a scene. One time, he tried to kick down the door of our apartment. I don't remember much, just my sisters and me huddled in a corner bawling in terror while Mum's yelling that the cops are on their way and she's got a gun. When he kicked it open, she put two into his shoulder and knocked him down. Cops showed up, and he was finally hit with a whole big list of crimes. Got convicted, too. Never did a day of his sentence, though."

"What? Why the hell not?" I said, trying to keep myself from yelling.

"He skipped bail. Once he was found guilty, he slipped his monitoring device and ran. Nobody's seen him since."

"My goddess...Zuri, that's terrible, I'm so sorry..." As I began to speak, something began to bother me. This sounded vaguely familiar... "What...what happened to your mom after the trial?"

"No, she got an internship with Interplanetary Spaceways, you know, that big cargo hauling company. Got herself a degree, eventually started her own company, which I mentioned earlier."

Finally, it all clicked into place. "Your mom...her name wouldn't happen to be Shuri, would it? Shuri Amaka? Of the Amaka Shipyards?" Zuri nodded slowly. It all clicked into place. They had done a biopic on Shuri Amaka a few years ago, I'd seen bits and pieces of it, knew the story just from all the PR campaigns they had done. But I hadn't realized Zuri was from that Amaka family. "Oh...oh, goddess..." I said softly. "I didn't realize...I mean, the Phoenix is an Amaka design!"

"I'm sorry for not mentioning this sooner, but people have a way of...changing...when they find out who my mother is. For example, you. Right now."

I hold up my hands and shake my head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This is just...it's a lot to take in. But I promise, me knowing who your mother is won't change how I feel about you."

Zuri slowly raised an eyebrow and I scrambled to finish. "Look, you are the best thing to come into my life in a very long time. You're smart, you're funny, you're beautiful, you're strong, you don't take crap from anyone and you're damn good at what you do. I'm part of your team because you were so damn impressive. Knowing who your mom is isn't going to change any of those things."

"Even money?"

"Again, you're the one who just got me a twenty thousand dollar payday for three days work! That's enough to keep the Phoenix flying for months, even after this dinner. And if this really was the smallest of the small fry, then I am going to be very content with my share." A smile slowly crosses her face.

"Hadn't thought of it that way. Guess I really was lucky to find you."

"Yeah, but I'm luckier."

"Oh? And how's that, then?"

A sly smirk spread across my face as I repeated what she had said to me a few days ago, "I wasn't even looking for you." She threw her head back and laughed, drawing the attention of the other diners for a moment.

"Cheeky fucker. What do you say we skip dessert and head back home for a special treat?" she asked, waggling her eyebrows at me.

"I think that'd be an excellent idea."

She slammed me against the wall, her mouth pressed against mine in a hungry kiss as our hands worked to remove my clothes. My jacket, tie, vest and shoes all slipped off rather easily, but once we reached my shirt, Zuri had had enough waiting. With a playful snarl, she grabbed the shirt and ripped it off me, buttons scattering all over the room.

"Hey-" I began to protest, but she quickly cut me off.

"I'll buy you a new one," she said, and pulled me in for another fiery kiss. Now it was her turn for the clothes to come off. My hands caressed her curves, her muscles flexing beneath my fingers as they ran over the shimmering fabric. I trailed down, past her dress, slipping over her inner thigh, pushing the dress up and quickly discovered she hadn't been wearing any panties. She saw the realization in my eyes and grinned at me. "Surprise, loverboy. I thought about telling you earlier, but...distracted driving and all that."

I made a quick mental note to call a cab next time and nodded in agreement with her. My fingers resumed exploring her nethers, teasingly tracing her feminine folds, feeling just how wet she already was. "Mmmm...someone's ready to go, I see."

"Speak for yourself, loverboy," she quipped, idly running a hand over the tent in my pants. A shiver went through me, and she grinned at my response. Her fingers continued to lightly tease me, stroking me through the fabric, driving me wild. My own digits brushed lightly over her clit, causing her to gasp and pause in her teasing. "Mmmmf...now who's a tease?"

"I learned from the best," I said with a wink.

"Flatterer. Now help me out of this so you can give me some proper attention."

"Yes, Mistress," I grinned, pulling my hand away from her only to bring it to my mouth, licking her fluids from them. Gaia, her flavor, her scent was intoxicating. She leaned in, licking one of my fingers as well, her eyes locked on mine the entire time. Our tongues brushed against one another until I pulled my fingers away and kissed her again. My hands returned to her dress to find the zipper, and once located, pulled it down, taking the dress down with it.

Zuri broke the kiss, a lustful grin on her face as she grabbed me by my belt and pulled me over to the bed. Without a word, she quickly undid my belt pushed my pants down, the fabric pooling at my feet. A gentle shove, and I found myself on the bed, kicking my feet out of my pants and looking up at my lover's breathtakingly nude form. She gave me another push, this time on my shoulder, and I dutifully fell back onto the bed, wondering what delights she had in store for me this time.

My question was soon answered as she crawled onto the bed, her eyes locked on mine, that predatory, hungry look in them sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. She crawled up, past me, stopping only to give me a single, sensual kiss before moving on. She swiftly straddled my head, leaving me looking up at her thick, powerful thighs and dripping wet slit. Without a word, I placed my hands on her thighs and leaned my head forward, running my tongue slowly along her folds, slipping between them as I tasted her.

I could feel the shudder run through her, her thighs trembling beneath my fingers. Slowly, she lowered herself, inch by inch, so I wasn't straining nearly as much to reach her. When she leaned forward and I felt her breasts pressing against my belly, I paused, wondering what she was up to. The sensation of her furred fingers wrapping around my manhood, stroking me slowly, answered my unspoken question. I moaned softly, slowly rolling my hips as I leaned back in, my tongue tasting, exploring, pleasuring her. Every lick of my tongue rewarded me with more of her nectar, along with a gasp and a moan. She pushed her hips back against my face, grinding against my tongue as I slowly began to circle her clit.

A whimper escaped me as her hand left my shaft, only to gasp as it was replaced by her mouth, warm and inviting. She began to suck and bob up and down my length, her hands cupping and fondling my balls, drawing a shudder and a jet of precum from me. I felt, rather than heard, her moan softly, the vibrations from her mouth adding to the growing waves of pleasure. Redoubling my efforts, I leaned back in, licking her clit directly now, tracing patterns over her love bud. She moaned again, and I moaned in return, her juices flowing like a river now, matting my fur. Her thighs twitched and shivered beneath my hands as she got closer to release, as did I. My grip on her legs tightened, I could feel her orgasm approaching quickly now, and she began to suck harder and faster, eager to take me with her.

Finally, I could hold out no longer. "Z-Zuri, I'm gonna-" was the only warning I could get out before she pushed me over the edge. I cried out, my hips thrusting into her waiting mouth as I shot jet after jet of hot sticky seed, my beautiful hyena gulping it all down. She kept sucking and swallowing, coaxing every last drop I had until I was utterly spent. I wanted nothing more than to flop back onto the bed and bask in the afterglow, but Zuri had yet to cum. My tongue returned to her sex, eagerly licking her clit, my fingers slipping inside her, pressing and probing against her inner walls. She released my now-spent member and sat up straight, riding my face as she rolled her hips, moaning and gasping.

"Denryk!" she suddenly cried out and her whole body went rigid, shuddering and shaking as her orgasm overtook her. Her thighs clamped around my head, and for a second, I thought I might be in trouble before pushing it out of my head, focusing on keeping her orgasm going, pleasuring her as she pleasured me. Once her climax had passed, she quickly flopped over onto the bed, positioning herself next to me. Her arms wrapped around me, pulled me close for a tender embrace. Our lips met in a sensual, sated kiss.

"Goddess, Zuri...you're amazing."

"And so are you, loverboy," she said, snuggling up with me. As I snuggled back, I smirked as a random thought crossed my mind.

Best first date ever.