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This vignette was written for Gamerfox as part of my Patreon request days for February. It contains sexual acts between multiple consenting adults, and casual public nudity/sex, in spaaaaaaace. <3

Don't You Know Who I Am? - Part Eleven

By the time Jahir left Karra and Rigel's cabin, it was morning. Originally he had planned on just staying with Karra for a few hours, as much because he expected to be fully exhausted by her given how fatigued he'd already been at the end of the third day of the cruise as it was due to his plans to seek out Alana the following day. Any attempt he might have made to say farewell to the mouse after several rounds of lovemaking had been well and truly scuppered however when her husband returned, and Jahir found himself subject to the whims of not one but two eager, horny lovers delighted to be spending more time with him.

They'd all collapsed into a trembling, spent pile of happy and unconscious forms eventually of course, and now, five hours later, Jahir had awoken and after a few lingering kisses shared between the three of them and a lot of good fortune wished his way, he was out and about in the interstellar liner's corridors once more. He smiled warmly as he passed by a broad shouldered doberman cradling a rabbit to his chest, the smaller figure's body locked against the taller, thankfully strong dog by his knot as the dog walked them back to a cabin of their own from elsewhere. He blushed and felt his morning wood twitch, that natural early morning response turning to a more fully fledged and arousal-born erection as he watched the door of a nearby cabin slide open and a squealing, laughing lemur rush out and past him, being chased by two other mirth fuelled ladies each wielding large and loudly humming magic wand style vibrators.

By the time Jahir made it to the main promenade, he couldn't deny that eager as he was to have a sincere conversation about his true identity with Alana, he wanted to meet up with the cougar for other reasons too. He knew every time they met up, every time they were together in this environment it was going to be harder and harder for them to attempt any sort of normal relationship after the fact, to adjust to the limits of a more conventional world when they had been united in a place so free of limitations. After a day without her though, after one single day, as wonderful as it had been, apart from Alana, he didn't care about that nearly as much as he had when they'd agreed to try and limit the amount of time they spent together. He didn't just want to tell her the truth, he wanted to be with her. To be in her presence. To learn more about her, to hold her, kiss her, watch her scream in pleasure, and to tell her he loved her a million times over before the end of this vacation could threaten to tear them apart.

Hurrying across the already busy and sex-filled promenade's main concourse with only the most brief glances around at the myriad incredible sights on shameless display, Jahir returned to a familiar area; the ship's central customer service desk. There, after waiting a minute or so while another customer paid for an upgraded toys package for their room, Jahir approached the desk himself and smiled warmly at the two figures standing there.

"Hi. Uh... I'm a quad platinum tier guest... I'm under the name Arjun Sol."

He spoke bashfully, both because his whole reason for being there in that moment was to let Alana know that wasn't really his name, and because he was still not entirely sure how to mention his veritable VIP status without sounding like a colossal tool. Sure enough the two staff members present, a red panda and a fox, stood up noticeably straighter and blushed deeply themselves as they asked him how they could help. Jahir could see the excitement, the lust in their eyes as they wondered if they were going to be requested to offer him some assistance, and he felt rather guilty as he honestly told them what he needed.

"I met a member of the housekeeping staff earlier in the cruise. A cougar named Alana. If she's available, and if it's okay with her of course, I'd like to meet up with her again. Whenever's convenient for her, of course. No rush."

His cheeks flushed and his cock twitched. There absolutely was a rush, but he didn't want to push anyone into making Alana feel pressured into getting here any faster than she wished. Slight disappointment did register on the other two staff members' faces, but they nodded warmly, and just seconds later Jahir could hear Alana's wonderful voice as they called her over the intercom. She answered warmly, curiously, then an almighty squeal rang out as the other staff informed her of who was requesting her. Jahir grinned, the tiger's already glowing cheeks burned scarlet beneath his fur, and as Alana hurriedly ended the call in a manner so out of breath it sounded like she was already running, Jahir found himself so enthralled by her eagerness that he looked to the two other staff members with a lustful glimmer in his eyes.

"So... while I wait for her to get here, would either of you enjoy it if I made you cum?"

*******

By the time Alana arrived on the main promenade, the mountain lion was too excited to think about the fact that despite having spent yesterday being far more adventurous than she had been on the day of the cruise before meeting him, she really hadn't ventured into the most populated portion of the ship in person yet. She'd watched a lot more videos and had ventured out into the corridors and some of the more chilled out areas during her time off, half hoping to meet Arjun and half just hoping to have some experiences without him, so that when they reunited she'd have more wonderful stories to share with him. And indeed, the cougar had a lot of stories to tell, and a lot of wonderful memories that had been made in the past day alone. She was still herself though. Still new at this, and still far more accustomed to watching videos of people doing incredible, sexy things to one another rather than watching them in person, no matter how much hotter that latter situation may have been.

Trembling and moaning under her breath as she weaved through the naked crowds moving to and fro, some on their way to breakfast, some on their way back, some having forgotten all about food and gotten right down to business with a partner or five, Alana made her way to the customer service desk as her head span with increasingly intimate thoughts of what she might do when she got there. She saw herself in her mind's eye leaping upon Arjun and pushing him to the ground, riding his cock and shrieking for everyone to watch as she fucked him senseless before even so much as saying hello. She saw herself kissing him deeply and wrapping a hand around his cock, begging him to do the same with a few fingers in her pussy as their lips lingered upon one another. Alana even allowed herself to fantasise that he would take her hand, lead her immediately back down the promenade, and just sit with her. He would hold her and whisper for her to touch herself as they watched all the gorgeous bodies and all the writhing, moaning, and cumming of the cruise's myriad other occupants move past them in a constant conveyor of exhibitionistic pleasure.

With a strained whimper, the cougar pressed a hand between her legs and shuddered in bliss as she rubbed her clit in this oh so public space, with at least half a dozen people glancing towards her as she did so with varying degrees of understanding and desire not just for the same things that were turning her on, but for her naked body and her publicly expressed pleasure too. Had she not had a destination in mind it would have been so easy for Alana to get distracted, to make more lingering eye contact with someone and find herself between their legs or being ploughed into a wall by their own throbbing cock. She forged onward instead though, and before long found herself approaching the customer service desk. Before Alana could make it all the way to the desk though, she froze as she stared out ahead of her. Her throat tightened. Her eyes bulged, and the hand that had lingered between her legs even as she walked found itself suddenly and helplessly pressing two fingers up into herself as her thumb began to strum urgently back and forth across her clit.

"O-oh god..."

She gurgled as she saw Arjun standing facing the desk, while the two members of staff assigned to it sat atop the desk itself, arms draped around the tiger's neck and heads tilted down level with his as he simultaneously fingered each of them with one of his hands. Staggering closer, she heard his voice growling tenderly.

"Cum for me. That's it. Ohh god, you're both soaking wet. I can feel how close you are. Please, do it. Cum. Cum. Cum!"

If he'd waited just thirty seconds more, Alana had no doubt that she would have been able to obey his request. In that moment though, she was more then delighted to just watch as both the red panda and the fox succumbed to Arjun's skilful touches and began to spasm, to shake and to cry out as he turned his head from side to side to kiss and nuzzle at both of them while they gasped, shuddered, and soaked his hands with several eruptions of hot juices. She revelled in the blissful expressions on their faces and the trickling liquids running down the front of the customer service desk, not to mention the sinuous, excited swaying of Arjun's tail as he worked them right the way through their orgasms without relenting.

Only when the other two members of staff were done, not just spent but after they'd each finished a lingering make-out with Arjun and subsequently hopped down off the desk to indicate that their time together was over, did Alana approach the tiger. She only made it about half way across the remaining distance however when Arjun turned, returning his attention to the rest of the ship in the hopes of spotting... well, her. His eyes widened. He grinned, and before Alana could really think about it she was running, racing towards him as Arjun reached out both arms to welcome her, hands still glistening with the juices of the two pussies in which his digits had just been buried.

"I love you!"

Any plans they might have had to take things slow, to try and hold back on expressing the instant and powerful connection they'd felt during their first day together were lost as the cougar flung herself into Arjun's arms and he caught her with a growl of passionate adoration. His hands fell upon her ass, and with a whimper as one arm remained wrapped around the tiger's neck, Alana stared deep into the male's eyes as her free hand reached between them, grasped his straining cock, and began to guide it into herself.

"I... I love... o-oohh yes... I love you too..."

She grunted as he slipped inside her, so hard, so hot, even more incredible than she remembered. Her toes splayed out and her eyes rolled back in their sockets as the tiger kissed her deeply as her legs wrapped tight around his back. They trembled, gasped, clung there together umoving in their passion and their ecstasy as the tiger's cock throbbed and Alana's pussy convulsed in urgent spasms of her bliss and her need for him in every sense of the word. Before anything else could happen though, before they could get any more intimately involved than was already the case and before Jahir's mind could be rendered utterly blank by the pleasure of Alana's depths wrapped around him, the tiger grunted to the woman he loved even as he staggered away from the customer service desk. Nowhere on the promenade was really private, but he wanted them to have as much space to themselves as possible for what he had to say next.

"Alana, b-before we... oh god... before I.. a-aahh... I need to tell you something..."

The cougar giggled, but whimpered and shook her head as she lavished a dozen or so delicate kisses across the tiger's face.

"Hh-hahh... fuck me, t-then tell me. I promise, w-whatever it is... it can wait..."

She felt her lover quake with desire, with temptation, but blushed and tried to pull her mind back from its current lust-stricken state as she saw Arjun shake his head and stare into her eyes with sincerity that cut through both their neediness.

"It can't. I... I need to tell you. I need to say it. My name... m-my real name, it's not Arjun, it's..."

"Jahir."

Jahir blinked. His eyes widened as the mountain lion giggled, and craned her neck forward to bump her nose against his.

"Prince Jahir. R-right?"

She smooched him again, and giggled as the tiger stumbled a few steps back, leaned against a wall, and then slid down so the mountain lion was sitting upon his lap while he stared at her in confused wonder.

"Yeah. H-how?"

Once more Alana kissed the stunned tiger, and stroked the sides of his face with her trembling fingers as she began to rock back and forth on his cock.

"I could tell you I'm a mysterious star-sorceress with mind reading powers..."

The cougar teased.

"...but, the truth is, I'm a cleaner. A housekeeper. And while your room was almost spotless when I got to it the day we met, there was one thing for me to tidy away. A set of clothes that looked like they'd been teleported off the wearer. Off you. The suit was gorgeous, by the way. I bet you'd look really handsome in it, if clothes were an option here. But... the cuff-links were initialled and styled with the Cirran Star Empire crest, and the lining of the suit jacket itself had a tailor's mark on it that I saw while hanging it up in your closet. A tailor's mark along with the words 'Lovingly crafted for his Royal Imperial Highness, Prince Jahir of Cirrus IV.' So, either that's you... or you'd made one heck of a find in a thrift store before your trip."

Jahir stared in wonder at the cougar.

"So... y-you knew? From the moment you laid eyes on me, you knew?"

Alana nodded, and bumped noses with him again.

"I knew you'd tell me, when you were ready. We all have things we're nervous about, Arjun... um... Jahir."

She paused to correct herself, giggling warmly as the tiger blushed.

"I was afraid to leave my room and explore the ship despite having imagined this opportunity and all the wonderful, public things I'd do with it from the moment applying for the job even crossed my mind. I was afraid because even though I knew I'd earned my way here, I somehow thought that people would look at me and know that I wasn't meant to be here. That I was a member of staff, not an actual holidaymaker who had paid for this privilege. And you... you were afraid that if people knew your name, they'd treat you differently, right? Either walk on eggshells, or maybe even try to ingratiate themselves more than they would otherwise."

Jahir chuckled softly, and wrapped his arms tight around Alana to draw her closer to his own body in a tight hug, blushing as in doing so he pulled her up off his cock a little, only to loosen his grip and have her sink back down to the hilt upon him again with a breathless moan from each of them in unison.

"Y-you're amazing. Totally right, and... fucking amazing, Alana."

Her cheeks burned hot beneath her fur, but the mountain lion just shrugged.

"I understand being afraid. Being too afraid to be the real me. But... these last couple of days, and most of all meeting you, Jahir... I'm not afraid any more. Or rather, I'm less afraid. Less and less by the second."

She looked around at the promenade, at the people walking past them, some too caught up in their own activities or watching more actively engaging scenes, but more than a few glancing at them tucked away, sitting together against the wall, and smiling at how tender and intimate that feline pair appeared. Alana turned her gaze back to Jahir, back to the gorgeous black and white striped tiger, and giggled happily as she saw him looking at her with an expression that made her heart race, and her nether regions convulse and spasm around his still throbbing shaft.

"I'm less afraid too, and with your help... w-with you, Alana... I feel like soon, there won't be anything in the universe I feel like I can't handle, if I work hard enough and... a-and, if I ask for your support when I need it."

The cougar grinned.

"I'll help you in any way I can, if I can ask for your help in return."

Jahir beamed back at Alana, and nodded eagerly even as he leaned forward to kiss her, a longer, deeper smooch than any of those that had been shared already during that particular meeting.

"Always."

He whispered, knowing the weight of that word, the promise of it, but saying it, choosing it over any other anyway. For a few moments the two of them just sat there, trembling and revelling in the intensity and tenderness all rolled into one of what they had just shared. Soon after though, as they heard an echoing scream from across the promenade and both turned to see a lithe maned wolf launching strings of cum several feet into the air as he was bounced upon the lap of a burly hyena while two other figures knelt before him, holding and licking at each of his quivering footpaws, their own arousal came rushing back to the forefront of their minds. They looked back at each other, cheeks reddening and eyes blazing with desire. They beamed. They trembled, and without another word Jahir began to struggle back to his feet with Alana still impaled upon him.

"O-oh, Jahir..."

The cougar whimpered as he started to carry her away from the wall and towards that loud and glorious scene occurring nearby, drawing eyes from all over the crowded promenade.

"...t-they'll see us, Jahir. They'll all see us... a-all be watching us... oh god... oo-oohhh, so many people seeing you, m-me... us, fucking..."

Alana gurgled, her juices already streaming down over the tiger's cock and down across his sheath and balls in its sheer abundance. The more she whimpered though, the faster Jahir carried them well and truly into the eyeline of so many other naked, horny, unabashedly free spirited cruise-goers, and the more eagerly he bounced the cougar upon his cock with every step as he did so.

"Jahir..."

Alana gasped yet again as she craned her neck around and saw the maned wolf sagging, spent, and the eyes of so many others in the immediate area starting to look around for something else to catch their attention and allow them to continue indulging in the excitement and pleasure they had built up from this most recent, impromptu show.

"O-oh, Jahir... yes..."

She moaned louder, and saw eyes glancing their way as the tiger bounced her more wildly still. Her whole body shook. Watching others share their pleasure was incredible, and she didn't think she'd ever find a sensation that could compare to it. But, this? Being watched was proving to be a whole different experience in itself, and one that was every bit as intoxicating.

"Yes!!"

She cried out louder as Jahir seemed content with the newly centralised position they had taken up, and dropped to his knees before leaning down over the smaller cougar so he could finally start to fuck her in earnest.

The first stroke of his cock slamming urgently into her from their sudden missionary transition made Alana scream at the top of her lungs.

The second set her legs kicking out into the air, toes curling, eyes rolling back as she felt the heat of Jahir's breath on her throat, and heard him growl his adoration for her for all to hear.

After that, Alana didn't know how many people were watching. She didn't know anything, because with the third thrust of Jahir's unbridled passions, though they had only just begun, Alana found herself catapulted into one of the most all consumingly savage, merciless orgasms of her life. She couldn't stop screaming. Couldn't stop grunting and wailing and she couldn't stop squirting where she could only imagine how many people were watching, seeing her lose all control while Jahir continued to growl lovingly to her, and fuck her with ongoing, relentless fervour.

" Jahir!!"

Over and over she screamed his name, the only coherent word she was capable of uttering through her pleasure. So loud, so wild that even those who were too far away to see what was happening between them could hear her bliss, and knew the true name of the man responsible for assisting in provoking it. The name of the man she loved, and the name which in that moment Alana hoped she was never given a reason not to scream again. Not just today. Not just for the time they spent together during this cruise. But rather, no matter what they'd sworn to one another about not getting their hopes up; not having expectations or making too specific, overly hopeful plans for what would follow after their time on the ship together was over... Alana begged from her heart of hearts never to be made to stop screaming Jahir's name in unabashed, unbridled love and ecstasy, for what she needed to be a long, bliss-stricken life together.

By Jeeves

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