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**A Halo Fanfiction:

Interspecies Tension** _by RVasil

Commissioned by: B3atFr3ak

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When Jacob agreed to be part of Task Force 117, he had some expectations. He expected that there would be some growing pains of sorts. Having to adjust to an environment where he had to work with sangheili would require some level of getting used to. He expected that it would take some time for him to actually relax around the alien people, even more so to actually trust them seeing as he would be effectively working under one.

He didn't expect the latter one to be literal however.

If you had asked him why he did what he did, Jacob could surmise a fair amount of reasons. One was that the medication he was given for the plasma burns had an unfortunate side effect that he and Doctor Tev could have never possibly have foreseen. It had the interesting quirk of increasing hormonal levels in humans. A notion that the sangheili doctor had never realized given that the medication was never given to humans until that point. Another was that...was there another reason?

A part of Jacob wanted something to blame; something to point to, to explain his somewhat irrational actions. What he did was impulsive; something that he never imagined he would do. It was wrong, it was immoral, and that wasn't even accounting for the gravity of getting himself that personally involved with aliens that humanity was in a shaky alliance at best.

However, regardless of all this, Jacob couldn't help himself.

Inside the stateroom of Shipmaster Xaro Zaram, Doctor Jacob Lane found himself pushing the aforementioned owner of the room against the wall, Jacob's hands roaming across the sangheili's alien body. The sangheili's armor was discarded haphazardly towards the side, alongside Jacob's shirt fatigues. Xaro's velvety skin felt cool and cold against Jacob's hot and warm body. It was electrifying to the touch. Xaro groaned happily, a throaty growl coming from his neck as Jacob helped him out of his jumpsuit. Not a moment after was Xaro standing naked as the day he was born, with Jacob kneeling between his legs.

"You are insatiable, human."

On paper, Jacob gave the reason that he was visiting Xaro in his stateroom because he wanted to make sure that the sangheili was in peak physical form. He wanted to run tests and put the sangheili through his paces. While that technically was true, Jacob's methods were anything but professional. Jacob's eyes tunnel visioned as he stared at the fat schlong in front of him. It was thick, girthy, and quite honestly a handful. The pair of hefty nuts that accompanied it were just as impressive and a sight to behold. He reached outwards, loving how heavy they felt in his hands. They were plump and filled to the brim with alien seed. Jacob leaned forward, sticking his tongue out as he trailed it across the slowly stiffening shaft in front of him.

Xaro felt his entire body shake. He was no stranger to the pleasures that the flesh offered. For someone as decorated as he was, there was no problem getting someone into his bunk for a nightly romp after a dangerous mission or a long assignment. They were all fun and nice in their own ways but ultimately forgettable. The kind of which you'd end up easily forgetting as all of them just blurred together. But this? This was something he himself knew he would never forget even if he asked the Forerunners for help on the matter. There was just something with the way Jacob used his mouth. It was hard to put into words outside of the sheer fact that the human's mouth just felt different. Maybe it was the way Jacob puckered his lips when he suckled on the tip of Xaro's cock. Or maybe it was the way the human lovingly caressed the sangheili's shaft like it was the only thing that mattered in the world. Whatever it was, the sangheili found himself groaning like a young hatchling on the night of his first.

Jacob acted like a man possessed. He inhaled sharply, letting Xaro's distinct scent fill his nostrils. It made his head spin ever so slightly. He could feel the sangheili's heartbeat through his cock. Each pulse and throb made it grow to its full size. His mouth was drooling by the time it was at full mast. Xaro's cock was as long as his thigh and probably as thick as it was too. It bobbed in the air, each beat of his heart making it bounce ever so slightly up and down. Not wanting to waste the moment, Jacob leaned forward and stuck his tongue out, getting more of that sweet, sweet pre that had formed into a small bead. It was sweet, it was tangy, and yet at the same time, tasting distinctly of a mix of tropical fruits that had no business being combined together. It was hard to put into words what it tasted specifically. But if there was one thing for sure, Jacob knew that it was out of this world. His body reacted to it like gas to flame. He started heating up, his cheeks flustering and his body coming alive like never before. Jacob got hornier as he lapped at the fluids like a child enjoying a cool drink. Aside from being an acquired taste, it seemed that it had the side effect of acting like an aphrodisiac.

Or at least, that's how Jacob understood it.

For all he knew, he was just really horny for the well endowed alien in front of him.

At the current moment, it didn't matter anyway. He had more pressing issues to attend to. The fat cock in front of him was in dire need of a mouth and he was more than happy to oblige. Jacob trailed his tongue across the now fully erect shaft that loomed in front of him. Any bigger than it was and it would have probably cast a shadow on his face. He started at the tip, playfully circling his tongue on the engorged head, before tracing a line straight down to the base of Xaro's crotch. Jacob knew he was doing everything right when he was happily rewarded with more of that sweet, intoxicating pre that made his head feel like it was swimming.

Xaro had his back pressed against the wall, his fingers dangerously close to leaving a scratch mark on the panels. A part of him felt ashamed that he was behaving like this. Someone of his stature, caliber, and experience commanded some level of respect. And yet, here he was: heart pounding, legs shaking, balls quaking, seemingly brought to the edge of climax just by the sheer touch of this human. Xaro inhaled sharply, his nostrils flaring at Jacob's scent. He could smell all of it. The human's lust was unparalleled. Jacob was a human and yet Xaro recognized his scent of that of a female sangheili who was in dire need to breed. By all accounts, his mind screamed at him to grab the human and practically mate with him till they were both black and blue and spent. But Xaro knew he wasn't the one in control of the situation.

Jacob was. And Jacob emphasized this point by opening his mouth and practically engulfing the big thick cock down his throat like his life depended on it. To say that it was a mouthful was an understatement. It was more than that. Jacob was trying to shove an obscenely large piece of meat down his gullet. It was a miracle that he wasn't choking on it. Excess drool and spit dripped down the sides of his lips, the lewd slurps and gulps filling the dead air between the two of them. Jacob wanted to take it all, but his enthusiasm wasn't enough to get him what he wanted. He had to stop about a third of the way in. Trying to swallow Xaro's length any further would end up hurting Jacob. That and Jacob's gag reflex was crying out to him to stop at what he was doing.

Although unable to go the distance, it wasn't like Jacob was failing as a lover. His eyes darted upwards to see the sangheili shipmaster reduced to nothing more than a mewling hatchling. For Jacob, it was jarring to see Xaro like this. He always saw Xaro as someone who was strong and intimidating. And yet at the current moment, as Jacob suckled on the sangheili's cock like a man thirsty for water, Xaro looked utterly vulnerable. Xaro looked helpless, unable to withstand the barrage of pleasure and sensations his body was being rocked by. Jacob reached forward, using his free hand to grab hold of the sangheili's plump balls. He playfully tugged and squeezed at them, resulting with Xaro letting out a deep guttural growl.

"J-Jacob..." Xaro managed to say. It was difficult to form words. "I...I can't hold myself back..."

Jacob smiled, hearing the plea for relief as an order to push it to the extreme. Jacob doubled his efforts, effectively making Xaro cry out in pleasure. The sangheili let out a loud roar. Jacob was forever thankful that the stateroom they were in had sound dampening walls. If it didn't, the entire ship would have probably heard Xaro's roar of ecstasy. Like a floodgate being opened, Xaro's cock throbbed and unleashed a torrent of white alien spunk. It was like a firehose, endlessly spraying and dousing anything it was pointed at with the sticky fluid. Jacob found himself quite literally taking a shower as endless strings of Xaro's seed flew across the air and covered him. Some landed on his hair, some streaked across his cheeks, and some even splattered itself across his mouth. Jacob reeked of the sangheili's masculine musk. By the end of it, Jacob looked like a renaissance abstract painting, with only portions of his skin showing as everything else was covered with Xaro's fresh spunk.

As Jacob basked in the afterglow of their heated session, feeling Xaro's spunk dripping down the sides of his face; the prickling sensation on his tongue accompanied by the exotic taste, along with the distinct scent filling his nostrils. Jacob knew. He knew why he was doing this. It wasn't because of the medication that he was accidentally given. It wasn't because of cabin fever or whatever psychological explanation he could scientifically put out there. No, it wasn't something far, far simpler.

He was lonely.

Being a space marine was hell on relationships. Sure, you could form friendships with the platoon you were assigned with, and maybe even have a budding romance here and there with a special someone you truly connected with. But in actuality it was all fleeting. As a combat medic, Jacob was surrounded by death. He saw people he called friends die on him. He saw their warm body go cold as life literally disappeared from their eyes due to bleeding out, or some other form of horrific way to go. It was morbid. It was tragic. It was the reality of war. Jacob himself had experienced it so much that he had gotten numb to it.

Jacob was starved for intimacy.

And seeing that fat schlong in front of him that day was what broke whatever code of celibacy he had in him. It was like pouring gas on a very small burning flame. He was just horny and life decided to remind him that he had human needs to attend to. It wasn't anything more deeper than that, and trying to justify it to himself and to others was like trying to find how deep a puddle of water was.

What did bother Jacob wasn't what he was doing. But rather what others would think. It was the question that buzzed in his head as he headed into the shower and cleaned off the spunk that was still dripping down his face. His personal desires aside, it was one thing to be friendly with the sangheili. That was the whole point of Task Force 117. It was meant to foster an alliance that can strengthen the friendship the two races had. It was another thing entirely to be romantically involved with one of them. That was when Jacob himself paused. Was he even romantically involved? Jacob shook his head. That was a line of thinking he himself wasn't even sure he wanted to go down yet. Jacob liked Xaro. He enjoyed the sangheili's company. The fact that Xaro was well endowed was a bonus. But their past interactions felt nothing more than transactional. Jacob had an oral fixation that needed attention, and Xaro was more than happy to oblige.

Jacob wasn't even sure Xaro liked him that way.

It was all spur of the moment, and Jacob himself wasn't even sure if they should keep this up. While relationships between squadmates weren't forbidden, it was expressly avoided if only for the sole purpose of not being distracted in the field. It was one thing to lose a friend. It was another to lose a lover. Jacob felt lost. His reasonable mind told him that this was all wrong; that he should just stop this before it gets out of hand. Jacob should be with his own kind, and Xaro with his.

"Everything alright?" Xaro asked, seeing the thoughtful expression on Jacob's face. Jacob had just gotten out of the shower, now clean and free from the mess that was from earlier. Jacob glanced up to see Xaro had now suited up as well. The sangheili was attaching the final piece of his plate, and his headgear rested on the side of the bed.

"I-I am," Jacob answered.

Xaro's brow rose however. "You're a terrible liar, you know that?" His expression softened. "What's bothering you, Jacob?"

"I think we should stop seeing each other like this."

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Shipmaster Xaro Zaram sat in his chair at the bridge of the Relentless Progress, his finger mindlessly tapping at the arm of his seat as he tried his best to focus on the task in front of him. They were currently plotting a course to their next destination: a red planet whose name he didn't care for, in a star system he couldn't be bothered to remember, to deal with separatists that were proving to be more of an annoyance than a problem. A few paces away from him was Fezo Hadum, one of his most trusted sangheili captains. Fezo was currently conversing with a human; both were neck deep in trying to determine the best course to take.

"So we could jump here beside Rivo," Fezo then tapped his datapad with his finger. The display changed, showing the course the Relentless Progress would take. "Land next to Mik and then do another jump, and it would have us land close enough to Veeku, where it would take a day of travel or so to be close to Nati."

"Why not just take this route over here?" the human chimed in, curiously suggesting another route.

"We can't. If we jump there, we'd run straight into an asteroid field on the exit and it'll be a bad day for us."

"Oh, I didn't notice that."

The sangheili smiled, feeling quite proud of himself. He then turned to see Xaro looking like he'd rather be elsewhere than there. "Would that be alright, Shipmaster?"

The question brought Xaro back to reality. "Um, y-yes, yes. Plot the course for Nati with the given outline."

"Right away, sir!" the human next to Fezo said, before running off to the front of the bridge and relaying the aforementioned plans.

Xaro sank back in his seat, relieved that particular discussion was over as it was beginning to give him a headache. Which was the last thing he wanted given that he already had a lot on his mind. A notion that Fezo easily picked up on. "Shipmaster," Fezo said, looking at Xaro. "Permission to speak freely, sir?"

The sangheili's brow rose. "Permission granted. What do you want, Fezo?"

"Are you alright?" Fezo asked pointedly.

The question cut through Xaro like a hot energy sword. Was he alright? He was fine. He was dandy. His cuts and bruises had healed up and he was honestly back in tip top shape as he was before he got stabbed straight in the chest back at Jastalar which was like weeks ago. By all accounts, he was in his physical prime, ready to stop the separatists dead in their tracks, literally. But Xaro knew that wasn't what Fezo was asking.

"I'm..." Xaro decided to choose his words carefully. "I'm bothered."

"Do you mind if I ask what about?"

Xaro looked at Fezo. The two were good friends and Xaro figured if there was anyone he could talk to about his problem, it would be someone like Fezo. "Actually, I don't." The sangheili jumped off the chair and began to make a beeline towards the exit of the bridge. Xaro preferred to have their discussion in private, far enough away from anyone who could possibly listen in on their conversation. Fezo followed right after him.

As the door to the bridge slid close behind them, Fezo opted to take initiative. "Is this about your human?"

Xaro was offended. "He is not my human." He then quietly muttered something to himself to the effect of, "not anymore."

Fezo did his best to be sincere. He got the sense that this was a touchy subject for Xaro. "Did you two have a fight?" he asked.

"You can say that," Xaro answered. "Jacob decided to break off our relationship."

Now this revelation caught Fezo by surprise. With the way these two were acting for the past week or so, it seemed like they were passionate lovers who seemed unable to tear themselves away from each other. Granted, Fezo didn't know the full details. His superior and friend's love life wasn't something he had any business getting wrapped up in. Fezo did find it interesting that Xaro would associate himself with humans in such a manner. Not that there was anything wrong with it. A sangheili was free to choose whom to mate with. "What happened?" Fezo asked, looking at Xaro with concern.

"It would seem he was concerned that our relationship shouldn't be a thing," Xaro plainly answered. "Something about 'optics', he mentioned." The sangheili shook his head. "Humans can be quite fickle."

"I don't understand why you dote on him so much," Fezo commented. "Is it because he is human? Or is there more to your curiosity?" Fezo grinned. "Have you forsaken our kind after realizing the pleasures that these fragile humans can give?" he teased.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Xaro spat back. "You'd be surprised at what they can do."

Fezo blinked, his mind now actually wondering what humans could actually do. But he let the thought float away for now. He was more concerned about his superior's mental well being. "Are you going to be alright? You being distracted isn't going to be good for the rest of us."

"I know," Xaro answered. "I'm doing my best to focus."

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The rest of the days continued on.

Xaro threw himself at his work, reading reports and coming up with strategies on how to deal with the separatists. The intelligence they gathered was decent, but not enough to paint a clear picture. It was difficult to determine how strong the separatists that were currently holed out at the planet of Nati. The best they could do was just to prepare for the worst. Thankfully, the planet of Nati itself was fairly unremarkable. A simple floating piece of rock that had the fortunate circumstances of developing a habitable atmosphere complete with drinking water. If Xaro didn't know any better, it reminded him of the human home planet Earth, except this one had cleaner air. Still, it was just a few more days of travel.

Xaro sighed, leaning back on his chair as he lowered the datapad he had in his hand. He'd been sitting in his room for hours now, trying to familiarize himself with what they were going to do once they got to Nati. And while normally this sort of activity was something he enjoyed doing, it ultimately failed to keep his attention. His mind was still unfortunately distracted. He turned around and could see his bed, the covers thrown haphazardly and the pillows stacked off to the side. He could still smell him in his room.

The sangheili sighed. Jacob had been avoiding him, that much has been through. Xaro actually went out of his way to try and visit the infirmary to see if the human was there. Unfortunately, he was met with nothing but disappointment. Tev was the only one on duty and the human he was looking for was nowhere in sight. Xaro sighed, rubbing the sides of his mandibles. He missed the human dearly. The way Jacob's scent lingered in his room made his two hearts yearn for the human. Even more so when Xaro stood up and rested his head on the pillows in his bed. They still smelled like Jacob. The sangheili was smitten and it was plain to see. Xaro prided himself as a strong and dependable warrior. He didn't get to where he was now by behaving like a hatchling while being taught important life lessons. Rejection was a part of life. He had gone through it like any other sangheili. Vuse's inability to reject the lies of the prophets was what broke their relationship and Xaro thought then that was the hardest rejection he ever had to go through. Oh how wrong he was.

Jacob's rejection of him stung the hardest.

It baffled Xaro as to why Jacob would break off with him. The optics? What was he worried about? Then again, Xaro shook his head. Despite everything Xaro knew about humans, he didn't know everything. Perhaps this 'optics' Jacob referred to was something serious. Was Jacob ashamed of what they had done? Xaro distinctly remembered Jacob asking him personally to keep what they had committed to themselves; him, Fezo who had walked in on that day, and Jacob himself.

Xaro laid in the bed, feeling his loins stir as he was surrounded by Jacob's distinct scent. He tried to close his eyes and get some rest, but the rising tension in his crotch proved to be too much of a nuisance. While he would normally just shirk off his jumpsuit and enjoy the pleasures that came with exploring your own body, Xaro opted to just stand up out of annoyance and head into the shower. A cold splash of water would easily fix him up. Masturbating wasn't something he was in the mood for. It wouldn't feel right and it would feel like something was missing. The sangheili sighed as he let the icy cold liquid hit his skin. He only hoped that this distraction wouldn't be the death of him.

The day eventually came that they arrived at Nati. With Xaro's command, everyone boarded the phantoms and pelicans respectively to deploy onto the planet. While they had a general idea of where the separatists were currently holed out, they didn't have a clear picture of what was waiting for them. Thus, caution was exercised to the extreme. Xaro armed himself with his typical loadout: a carbine on his back and his trusty energy sword on his hip. It was more than enough to prepare him for any dangerous situation. A few minutes later, the phantom was released and for a split second, Xaro felt weightless as the carrier ship disengaged from the Relentless Progress. The artificial gravity soon kicked in and the sensation of falling stopped.

"Best part of the ride," muttered one of the humans who was aboard with them.

Naturally, Xaro was leading Task Force 117. He did a quick glance of the area and could see that all of his men were present. Fezo was there as well, checking the battery on his plasma rifle. He looked to the other side and could see the humans were quietly chatting amongst themselves. Some were excited about the mission, whilst others remained quietly contemplative. Xaro was relieved to see Jacob there, but Jacob quickly averted his gaze when the two of their eyes happened to meet. At this point, Xaro made it a mental note to find the time to talk with Jacob. The radio silence between the two of them was getting uncomfortable and the sangheili couldn't stomach it anymore.

The phantom broke through the atmosphere of the planet and began to make its way to one of the designated zones they were supposed to search. On paper the search area looked small, but in reality, it covered a mountain, a forest, and a large patch of land. It was big enough to be a hassle but Xaro was meticulous enough to make sure that these separatists would be quelled. They were going to find them and hunt them down. Xaro's phantom touched down in the forest and everyone began to pile out. They soon broke off into smaller squads and Xaro purposefully paired himself with Jacob who just stared at him knowingly. It wasn't long until the two were by their lonesome, with Xaro leading the way and Jacob following right behind him. The forest was still and quiet, the trees reaching straight up into the sky. The oxygen levels in the planet must have been plentiful as the trees that grew in the area were taller than usual. It reminded Jacob of the large sequoia trees that could be found on Earth. Except these ones were more exotic. The trees were brown and were leaking fluids that at first Jacob assumed was dangerous but upon closer inspection realized they were rubber. The leaves didn't follow the typical style he normally associated with the plant life but blossomed into odd shapes; one even reminded him of a star.

"Stay close to me, Jacob," Xaro said, looking around. He could see on the motion tracker linked up to his HUD that they, and a few friendly allies, were the only ones relatively in the area. "Those separatists would have seen us coming. Best be on your guard. We don't know where they could be hiding."

"Yes, sir," Jacob responded. While he understood why Xaro paired with him, he knew full well that whatever intention Xaro had in doing so can be explained later. Their personal matters could wait back at the ship.

Xaro activated the communications on his helmet. "Report."

One of his sangheili soldiers responded. "Nothing so far."

Another chimed in. "Empty as well here."

Xaro nodded in acknowledgement. "Just keep your guard up. These separatists can be crafty."

No sooner than he said so when Xaro saw a glint from the corner of his eyes. By sheer reflex he ducked perfectly, just as a beam of pure energy sailed across the air and practically tore a whole straight through the tree trunk he happened to be standing in front of. The smell of plasma immediately permeated the air. That was when the shooting started. Xaro ran behind cover, a barrage of plasma raining down on him from the foliage not far. Jacob let his training carry him, shooting suppressing fire at the general direction of where the shots were coming from. Their communications lit up, everyone shouting that the enemy had now shown themselves. The forest itself was lit up in a blaze of bright colors as the two parties began to shoot at one another.

Xaro poked his head out from behind cover, doing his best to get his bearings. There, at the corner of his eye, he could see a separatist sangheili duck behind cover as a grenade was tossed at his previous hiding spot. Xaro grabbed the carbine from his back and opened fire, running full tilt into enemy lines. Jacob, knowing full well what Xaro was trying to do, fired a hail of bullets at the separatist who saw the charging sangheili.

Xaro could see the shields on his armor begin to deplete as it absorbed the shots that were hitting him at his side. He ducked behind cover, his HUD informing him that he was fully cracked and vulnerable. Behind him, he heard Jacob yell. "Launching frag!"

The separatist cried out, dispersing as far apart from each other as possible. One appeared next to him and Xaro scrambled to get his energy sword out. He ignited it just in the nick of time, effectively killing the separatist sangheili that was beaten by the faster draw. His shields now fully back up to speed, Xaro switched to his carbine and began to systematically take the separatists out. He went for the grunts first, popping headshots left and right. He even managed to hit the methane tank that was strapped to one of the grunt's back, sending the poor fellow flying all over the air as the gas expelled itself violently. It then ended in an explosive climax as the grunt collided with a sangheili who was trying to throw a plasma grenade. The loud boom muffled their panicked cries. That was when something caught his attention on his motion tracker. A large red dot was charging straight at a marked ally.

Xaro felt his blood go cold.

The only person close enough to him was Jacob.

The sangheili turned his head and had his fears realized. A sangheili separatist that had his energy sword drawn was charging straight at Jacob who was looking in the opposite direction and was firing his assault rifle. Time seemed to slow down. Xaro's body moved of its own accord. He knew full well that he could gun down the sangheili with his carbine but the opponent's shield would easily tank it. By the time he'd cracked through them, the worst would have happened. Xaro ran as fast as he could, mentally asking, begging the forerunners even, to give him the speed he needed to make it in time. He shouted at the top of his lungs, both as a warning for Jacob and as a threat to the separatist who had decided to make things very personal.

But the distance was too far.

Jacob, hearing Xaro cry out, turned his head too late to see the sangheili attack him. The energy sword was already raised up and was about to come down at him. It would have effectively sliced him in half. Jacob closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable feeling of death. For a brief moment, his hearing deafened and all he could hear was the sound of his pounding heart. He waited for the sensation of death and yet it never came. Instead, he was greeted by the sound of a guttural cry of pain. Jacob opened his eyes, momentarily blinded by the light. A golden blur tackled the blobby figure of the separatist that was moment's away from killing him.

It was Xaro!

The two sangheili wrestled on the ground. Jacob armed his gun, hoping to get a shot in, but the mess of writhing bodies made it difficult to aim properly at his target. He didn't want to end up hitting Xaro by accident. Jacob opted to hit the separatist sangheili with the butt of his gun by the alien's mandibles. The smack was hard and strong, enough to stun the alien long enough for Xaro to snap the alien's neck completely. The separatist sangheili let out a pained cry of agony before going limp completely. Xaro tossed the sangheili's body off of him, being helped up by Jacob. Xaro was panting and clearly out of breath. He tried to speak but found it difficult to do so. Jacob turned his head to see Xaro's energy sword was embedded into the trunk of a nearby tree. Next to it was the severed hand of the separatist sangheili. It all clicked for him.

"Thank you," Jacob muttered, looking at Xaro to make sure the sangheili wasn't hurt.

"It is nothing, Jacob. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I was unable to return my debt to you."

The statement caught Jacob off guard. "What debt?"

Instead of answering his question however, Xaro returned his focus to the battle that was still clearly raging all around them. He grabbed his carbine and fired at a sangheili separatist from the distance to help drain their shields. It was enough to crack the opponents armor and render him dead at the hands of the assault rifle of the human who emptied his entire magazine. Xaro opened up his coms to check in on the status of their squad. He only hoped that everyone managed to survive the sudden ambush. "Give me a status report."

"We're alright, sir."

Another voice chimed in. "Marcus got hit. He's bleeding but it looks like he's going to make it."

Xaro looked at Jacob and the doctor nodded in acknowledgement. Jacob figured his question could wait later. He then ran off, rushing over to apply the necessary treatment to stabilize the downed marine. Xaro let out a sigh, slinging his carbine back. All things considered, the engagement worked out. It could have gone much, much worse.

His comms crackled. "Sir."

"What is it?" Xaro responded.

"We've managed to narrow the location of where the separatist base is. Sending you the coordinates now. Should we pursue it?"

Xaro checked the coordinates that he was just sent with. His map displayed in front of him and it pinpointed the exact location using the information it was given. The separatist base was not far from where they were. Just at the base of the mountain. "Go for it. We'll converge on your location."

"Understood sir."

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The loud sounds of gunfire and explosion littered the battlefield as Xaro's men charged into the last bastion the separatist had on the planet. They were holed up on an outpost carved from the side of a rock, and they were doing their damndest to make it their last stand. It wasn't particularly easy, but it was clear to anyone who was going to win the fight. They were outgunned and outnumbered and it was only a matter of time until they were overwhelmed by the combined might of the sangheili and the humans. Some separatist, fearing for their lives, surrendered upon seeing the wrath headed towards them. The grunts were the first to give, running towards the side and hiding behind cover in an effort to save themselves. When they were found out, they were quick to raise their hands up and scream in terror, begging for their lives. The sangheili captains that remained stayed true to their belief until the very end. It wasn't in Xaro's nature to cut down his fellow brethren, but he knew full well the dangers of letting them escape. He cut them down one by one.

At the end of the day, the battle at Nati was soon over.

Xaro made his way towards the nearby phantom, his blood pumping and his two hearts still racing from the action he just went through. The day was long and the fight was hard fought. He was eager to get some much needed rest back at the Relentless Progress. Xaro glanced at his allies that were on the phantom with him. Some were wounded. Others were clearly exhausted. The sangheili that were there were quietly muttering to themselves, no doubt saying a prayer for another successful fight at the field. At the side he could see Jacob, the human still attending to a soldier who was grimacing in pain as the doctor tightened a bandage around his singed arm. A medic's duty never ended it seemed.

It didn't take long for them to dock into the Relentless Progress's open bay.

Everyone filed out, humans and Sangheili alike. The medical staff immediately attended to the wounded and those that weren't began to head to the armory to deposit their used weaponry. Xaro was approached by some medical officers and he was quick to inform them that he was fine. All he suffered was some minor bruises and some scratches. Nothing he wouldn't heal from. There were others that needed more pressing attention. The Sangheili then dropped off his gear before making his way towards his room. Tired, exhausted, but otherwise pleased with how the mission went, he figured he could take a quick nap. Debriefing can occur later. Xaro opened the door to his room and stepped in. He was so mentally exhausted that he didn't even notice someone was following behind him. He only realized it when the person cleared their throat.

Xaro turned around. "Jacob?" he asked. The door behind Jacob closed, leaving the two of them to have their privacy. "What are you doing here?"

The human smiled, looking exhausted himself. His expression informed Xaro that Jacob was clearly trying to find the right words to tell him something. He decided to be quiet, patiently waiting for Jacob to respond. Jacob eventually said, "I...I'm sorry."

Xaro's brow rose. "About what?"

Jacob forehead creased. "You know what I'm talking about." He then sighed and averted his gaze. "I'm sorry for avoiding you for the past few days."

Oh, so it was about that. Having been so focused on the mission, Xaro briefly forgot that he had this ongoing spat with Jacob. Any and all exhaustion he had slowly dissipated as Xaro wanted to fix things with the human. "It's alright," he said. After hesitating for a bit, the Sangheili then walked up to the human and gently placed a hand on Jacob's shoulder. He half expected the human to brush it away, but he was thankful to find that Jacob didn't. "All that matters to me is that you're safe. I was really worried earlier."

Jacob looked up at him. "I know I thanked you already but, really, thank you."

Xaro shook his head. "And I know I've said this before but I suppose I should say it again: it's nothing, Jacob. It's the least I could do for you."

That was when Jacob decided to spring the question that was buzzing inside his head. "What did you mean by that?" Jacob asked. "You told me that you owed me a debt. What did you mean?"

The question caught the Sangheili off guard. Now it was Xaro's turn to look like he was at a loss for words. Xaro supposed that Jacob was going to have to learn about it at some point. He just figured to tell him at the right moment. He just wasn't expecting it to be now. "Well..." Xaro began. "I meant what I said. I don't know what I would do if I was unable to return my debt to you." The Sangheili's hand lowered itself to meet with Jacob's. He squeezed it gently, emphasizing the weight behind his words. "I owe you my life, Jacob."

"W-what do you mean?"

Xaro let out a warm smile. "I suppose you wouldn't remember me. I didn't exactly introduce myself to you back then. And I wasn't a shipmaster. I was just a Major back then." Then he began to undo his undersuit. At first Jacob was wondering why Xaro was stripping when he realized that the Sangheili was showing him his arm, more specifically the visible scar that was on his right. He had seen this scar before when he saw Xaro naked. Jacob didn't think much of it, figuring that it was a scar the Sangheili must have gotten amidst the many fights he took part in. "This scar is a reminder of my debt to you," Xaro added. "You saved my life."

Jacob did his best to remember. "I did?" Being a combat medic, Jacob wasn't a stranger to saving people's lives. That was his job after all. There had been countless people who had thanked him personally for making sure they lived to fight another way. That even included Sangheili ever since the alliance was struck with them. He then looked at the scar on Xaro's arm and the memory instantly came back to him. "Wait, that was you?" Jacob asked. "When we were fighting the flood?"

Xaro nodded. "We were sent to give you backup. That was the first time we ever met. Not exactly the most memorable circumstances, but I like to think us arriving made a difference."

"You did," Jacob said, the memory now becoming more prominent. He felt a light shiver go down his spine as he remembered how close they were to getting overwhelmed by the Flood. He was thankful that it was just a memory and not a reality. The smell of the Flood alone would have probably made him puke. "So...that elite that went down...was that you?"

"It was," Xaro answered. "I was a fool. I was thinking my shields were strong enough to withstand the blast of the fuel rod the Flood combatant was carrying but I suppose I learned the hard way that it wasn't." He then looked at Jacob. "I thought that would be my final fight. And then you dragged me towards the side." His expression then shifted. "Which was very dangerous by the way. You shouldn't have done that."

Jacob's brow rose. "Are you seriously reprimanding me for saving your life?"

Xaro curbed his speech. "Yes...no." He shook his head. "Either way, you saved my life. If you hadn't applied the biogel in time, I probably would have bled out and I wouldn't be standing here right in front of you."

Jacob was left speechless. "I...never knew. Is that why you care about me so much?"

The Sangheili looked offended. "I care about you Jacob because I like you for who you are. You saving my life is just a bonus. You actually changed my life for the better."

"How?"

"You helped me realize that humans aren't all that bad." He let out a sigh. "While I agreed with the ceasefire and the alliance, much like the majority of my brethren, we weren't exactly...keen on being friendly with your kind. It's difficult to put that all to the wayside after years of harboring resentment towards one another." Xaro gave Jacob a wry smile. "I expected you to leave me for dead after the egregious mistake I made. But you proved me wrong."

"You're giving me too much credit, Xaro," Jacob remarked.

"But you deserve it," Xaro insisted. "It really made me change my perspective. It's what fueled me to keep going. I wanted to see you again after that. Thank you for your service. Unfortunately we were deployed elsewhere. I never got to get your name." He shook his head. "Life went on but in the back of my mind I could never stop thinking about you. So when I got promoted to Shipmaster and news of Lord Hood implementing a task force consisting of humans and Sangheili, I jumped on the opportunity. I was hoping that you would consider applying. It would seem the Forerunners have answered my prayer when we met that day."

There was a moment of silence between the two. It was Xaro however who eventually continued talking. "Jacob," he began. He was surprised at how nervous he felt. "My feelings towards you are real and true. I...really like you, Jacob. But..." Xaro felt a pang of pain inside of him as he continued talking. "I understand if you don't want to continue this relationship we have. It's complicated at best and I recognize that it would draw unnecessary attention to you that you might not..."

Before he could continue however, Jacob silenced him by invading his personal space. "Stop," Jacob muttered.

The Sangheili was taken aback at the sudden closeness. Jacob let out a sigh and pressed his head across Xaro's bare chest. "Just, stop, Xaro." For a brief moment, the two stood there. Xaro didn't move and patiently waited for Jacob to continue. Just being able to be this close with the human once again was making him feel at peace. His anxiety, his worries, his stress, his exhaustion; all of it disappeared, made possible just from Jacob being so close to him.

"I shouldn't have pushed you away," Jacob eventually said. He was a mess of emotions. His mind was utterly confused. One moment, he was pushing Xaro away, not wanting to be with him, and the next thing he knew, Jacob didn't want to be separated from the alien. It was such a fickle thing. Jacob closed his eyes, letting himself gently breathe in Xaro's scent. The distinct leathery smell was something most people would be unnerved by, but at this point, Jacob found it actually pleasing. It calmed him even. "I'm sorry for just...giving you mixed signals like this."

Xaro didn't respond. He instead placed a gentle hand behind Jacob's chest and pulled the human closer. "It's alright. I'm here. I can help you make sense of things. What is it that you're worried about, Jacob?"

Jacob sighed. What was he NOT worried about? "I'm just...I'm worried about what people would think. You said it yourself, Xaro. Your kind isn't exactly keen on being friendly to our species, and ours is doing the same. I don't want to invite trouble for the both of us."

The Sangheili lowered a hand and placed it underneath Jacob's chin. Xaro made Jacob look at him. "Do not worry about that. Who are they to stop us? If any harm comes your way, I will protect you Jacob. Even to my dying breath."

"Don't say that," Jacob said, looking away from him.

Xaro was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"Don't say that, Xaro," Jacob repeated. "I don't want you to die." His voice slightly shook. "I'm a combat medic. I've seen acquaintances, friends, and companions die on me. I don't want to think that you'd disappear too." Jacob closed his eyes, the faces and memories of the people he had meaningful relationships with. It was difficult to think he would cut off another one like that involving Xaro. The pain was too much. "That's one of the reasons why I...I..."

The Sangheili remained quiet and thoughtful. Such was the reality of war. Xaro himself had lost comrades along the way. His mind reminded him of his most recent encounter with Vuze. Vuze was a friend, a companion, a comrade, and a former lover. If things had gone differently, he would probably be on the ship with Xaro. However, conflict made them enemies and as much as it pained Xaro to take him down, such was a necessary casualty. "Jacob," Xaro cooed. "We cannot stress over things we cannot control." Jacob rested his head on the Sangheili's chest, comforted at hearing the gentle beats of the alien's hearts. "All we can do is just prepare for the worst and expect the best. Live in the present and learn from the past." Xaro looked down at Jacob and the two met with their eyes. "My feelings for you are immense, Jacob, and come what may, I will be here for you."

Jacob felt the words ring in his ear. Despite all the grievances, despite all the worry, despite all the problems he knew would come in throwing himself like this at Xaro, he didn't care. His mind was made up and he was more than happy to have the Sangheili by his side. Jacob looked up to meet with Xaro, and for a brief moment the two stared at one another, a silent conversation occurring just with the way their eyes met. Then, Jacob leaned forward to give Xaro a kiss. Kissing a Sangheili was a bit odd. They didn't have lips much like humans did, but instead had four mandibles. With that regard, Jacob opted for the next best thing, planting a tender kiss at the side of the alien's mandibles. It was more than enough to convey the feelings that were welling up inside him. Xaro purred, feeling Jacob's soft lips caress the sides of his mandibles. If there was one thing he loved about humans, it was how gentle they were. Such an act couldn't be done by Sangheili. Their mouths didn't allow for it. Xaro decided to return the favor. Another key difference between their species was how long the Sangheili tongue was. It was prehensile too, probably an evolutionary trait to help them in eating food. His slick alien tongue slithered out, slowly caressing the sides of Jacob's cheeks. It was weird, it was different. But in spite of it all, Jacob found the gesture heartwarming. It was the thought that counts and for that his body and mind agreed with it. It was a sloppy way to kiss, but it was a kiss nonetheless. The two were in each other's arms and they were more than content with their current situation. Nothing mattered. They were of different species but that didn't matter. Their strong connection for each other was what was going to keep them going forward.

The heated moment ignited Xaro's body, making him heat up all over. Already, he could feel his lower half stir in response to Jacob's gentle caress. And judging with the way Jacob was rubbing up against his lower half, Jacob had noticed it too. In a silent agreement, the two slowly went towards the bed, with Xaro sitting at the edge and Jacob slowly pushing him down. Xaro was still wearing a portion of his undersuit and Jacob helped him out of it. The fabric slowly fell to the wayside, revealing Xaro's bare chest for Jacob to see. He had seen Xaro naked before, had touched him numerous times even, but the man knew he would probably never get used to seeing Xaro's form. It was different, it was distinct, it was alien. Sangeili's skin reminded Jacob of a snake, or even a lizard. They had scales and yet smelled subtly of leather. Some sections were rough to the touch whilst some were smooth to the point where you could mistake it for normal skin. The sensations were something else as well. Xaro could feel the minute bumps and ridges of the finer scales and as his hands trailed downwards, they slowly became smoother to the point where it felt like touching velvet. Xaro's body was beautiful. He was strong, well built, and capable. Being a veteran of the war and having years of experience under his belt, Xaro's body showed it. Remnants of scars could be visible, some looking gnarly, and others barely noticeable unless you knew where to look. Jacob could even see the scar that was left in Xaro's abdomen when Xaro was stabbed by Vuze in their fight.

"Does it still hurt?" Jacob asked, his hand slowly running off the scar.

Xaro shook his head. "Not anymore." He then let out a sly smile. "Even more so now that you're here."

"Oh you," Jacob said, lightly tapping Xaro's side. His hands then continued to roam across the Sangheili's body, eventually pulling down his undersuit even further to fully address him. It was at this point that Jacob got a fully unobstructed view of Xaro and his eyes were immediately drawn to the next thing that stood out to him.

Xaro's eyes followed Jacob's gaze and he couldn't help but let out a sly smile. "It's moments like these that make me really wonder if you really like me for who I am, or you just really like me for my cock."

"Shush you," Jacob said, unable to hold back the grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "You know the answer to that question."

"Uh huh," Xaro remarked mischievously. He leaned back, spreading his legs further to give the smaller human space. His cock was already at half mast, excited from the kissing they were doing earlier. Jacob would have been lying to himself if he didn't love the thing that swung between Xaro's legs. If anything, he was actually worried that Xaro was spoiling him. How on earth was he going to go back to humans now? Humans just paled in comparison. Though, maybe the latter statement was his inner size kink coming out in full force. Regardless, the human eyed the alien's cock hungrily. He loved how it throbbed in front of him, slowly growing in size. It was bigger than any human cock he had seen before, and it was just flaccid at the current moment. Jacob reached outwards, his hands closing in around the alien appendage. Xaro let out a light groan, his body shifting slightly as he felt Jacob's warm hands around his nethers. The human's fingers on him felt different. They weren't rough like a Sangheili's and that sensation alone was enticing. Jacob wrapped his hand around Xaro's cock, feeling it expand even further. It eventually stiffened up to the point where Jacob could barely have his thumb meet up with his index finger. It was that thick. The length was just as, if not, more impressive. Easily spanning forward, it reached up to the Sangheili's thigh. The cock tip was swelling, the slit at the very end was leaking that sweet alien fluid. The scent alone was making Jacob's head feel light. The aphrodisiac effect was making his body feel hot and heavy. The urge for the pleasure of the flesh increased.

Jacob stuck his tongue out, wanting to have a taste of that viscous liquid.

Xaro shivered, the warmth of Jacob's breath washing over his crotch. His nostrils flared and Xaro could literally smell the lust building up inside his partner. Jacob smelled like a female in heat. The Sangheili smiled to himself. He was more than happy to help quench the man's thirst. He relaxed, letting Jacob have his way with him. Jacob got more confident, his tongue lapping at Xaro's cock tip like a child playing with a lollipop using his tongue. While the human cock tasted like skin mixed in with sweat, Xaro tasted what he looked like: leater. It was like trying to suckle on an expensive bag made from animal hide. And yet, at the same time he didn't. Perhaps it was the copious amounts of pre that leaked from the alien's cock tip. Or perhaps it was Jacob's unbridled lust for the alien. Either way, it was an acquired taste that Jacob couldn't get enough of. His tongue gently glided over the alien appendage, making it slick and wet with his saliva.

Despite being not human at all, Xaro's cock remarkably had human similarities. There was the tip of course. But instead of having that signature mushroom roundness to it associated with human penises, it was alternatively shaped somewhat angularly, like an arrowhead. The shaft was covered from head to base with scales but they were softer and smoother. They weren't rough like the ones that Xaro had on the rest of his body. The shaft itself was unique. If a human cock was just a tube of flesh that protruded from a person, Xaro's was a tube that had notable ridges on it. Small bumps that Jacob always found tantalizing. It reminded him of those fantasy dildoes you could buy off kinky websites on the network, advertised to be alien for those with a fantasy befitting of the stars.

Jacob started at the tip, slowly going down the shaft and making his way towards the base. His nose pressed itself against Xaro's groin. The alien and masculine scent made his head swim even more. "You smell great," he remarked, his tongue lightly lapping at the base of Xaro's shaft.

"And you always smell like a female Sangheili in heat," Xaro commented.

Jacob paused, looking up at Xaro who just grinned at him. "Is that a compliment?" Jacob asked.

"Let's put it this way. If the others couldn't smell my scent on you, some of them might have actually tried to ask you for companionship."

Jacob snorted, focusing his attention back to what he was doing. The two oversized balls that hang underneath Xaro's shaft demanded his focus. If he didn't know any better, he would have thought they were swollen and in need of medical attention given how large they were. Fortunately for Jacob, that was just how big Xaro was. Much like the Sangheili's cock, his balls were equally impressive, reminding Jacob of a tennis ball. Maybe it was even larger. It definitely felt heavy in his hands. He gently squeezed and caressed them in his hand, loving the sensation he could feel on his palm. He tugged on them, loving the fact that he could hear Xaro groan with each loving pull. Jacob eventually stuck his tongue out, wanting to have a taste of it. Xaro visibly shivered, his breathing picking up slightly and his hips bucking instinctively. His cock throbbed and Jacob was rewarded with another healthy spurt of pre. It dripped down from the alien's cocktip, going lower and lower the shaft, until it eventually met with the human's tongue that was waiting down below. Jacob could hear the alien mutter low curses underneath his breath. If there was one thing he came to know about the Sangheili, was that they weren't used to having their balls be toyed with. Or more specifically, having a mouth so close to it. Jacob leveraged this and opened his mouth to take in one of the Sangheili's balls inside his mouth. A lewd smack and pop followed soon after as he playfully tossed it back and forth inside his mouth. Xaro squirmed, his body shaking in response. His legs stiffened and Jacob could see the alien's thighs visibly tense up and relax. Even more so when Jacob moved to the other ball and gave it an appropriate cleaning with his own mouth. The taste was the same as before, except this time a bit more concentrated. The scent was more powerful too; pure musk and masculinity and Jacob breathed it in.

"Jacob...please..." Xaro whined.

Having Xaro act so vulnerable pushed Jacob forward. He had to admit, it was nice to have so much control on the alien. He supposed that even the toughest warriors would be unable to resist the pleasures of the flesh. Jacob leaned back, admiring his handiwork. Xaro's cock and balls were slick and wet with his saliva, along with Xaro's own precum that was dripping copiously down the tip of his cock. The alien was visibly flustered, his cheeks blushing a tint of purple. His mandibles were splayed, each shaking slightly and independently on one another. Xaro's eyes were half lidded, the Sangheili clearly swimming in pleasure coursing throughout his body.

Jacob decided to attend to the alien's request. Opening his mouth once more, he suckled on the alien's cock tip. Then, he began to slowly lower himself. Jacob wasn't a stranger to sucking cock. He had sexual partners before. All of them were human however. And none of them compared to the size that was now slowly filling in the space available in his mouth. It was like trying to shove a hotdog inside his mouth, except this one was jumbo to the absurdly extreme. Xaro's cock tip easily slipped in, the tapered end of his arrowhead shaped cock easily slid down Jacob's throat. Then the first inch passed. Jacob could feel Xaro's cock knock at the back end of his throat. He thanked his experience of having many sexual partners to be able to get past his own gag reflex. If Jacob hadn't mastered controlling it, he wouldn't have been able to pull this already impossible feat. The second inch came, and then the third. Jacob's eyes began to water. He actually began to sweat a little as the entire effort required him to focus. Xaro meanwhile was doing his best to stay still. Oral wasn't something Sangheili did often. Mainly because their mouths didn't really allow for it. Every part of Xaro's body, and even his mind, shouted at him to thrust. The need to breed was super strong. But he relented. He didn't want to hurt Jacob. The last thing he wanted was for Jacob to literally choke on his cock. Xaro lowered a hand, lightly stroking Jacob's cheeks. It wasn't much but Xaro hoped that the support was enough to help the human keep going. The pleasure was out of this world after all and he wanted more of it.

Thankfully for Xaro, Jacob wasn't a quitter.

Jacob pushed himself, momentarily allowing himself to catch his breath before pushing forward. Excess saliva dripped down the sides of his mouth. Xaro's cock itself throbbed, letting out a healthy dollop of pre down Jacob's throat. At this point, Jacob's cheeks began to hurt. His jaw being stretched wasn't agreeing with him and began to remind him that maybe he should back off. Jacob looked at how much length he covered. He only got about roughly half the way. There was still another half of pure cock still waiting for him. Jacob mentally told himself that he had other opportunities to keep working on it. For now, he just focused on pleasuring Xaro. Deciding to not push things any further, Jacob then pulled back. His jaw thanked him for it. The large piece of meat slowly revealed itself, glistening with the man's saliva. Jacob moved back far enough to expose Xaro's cock head just for a bit, before diving right back in. Now somewhat accustomed to the size, it was a lot easier the second time around. It didn't take long for Jacob to build a somewhat comfortable rhythm. His head bobbed up and down, lewd slurps filling the room as he indulged himself at the thick piece of meat that he had his hands on. Xaro's cock throbbed with each movement, the Sangheili gripping the sides of the bedsheet to steady himself. His eyes threatened to roll and face the back of his skull with the way Jacob attended to him. The Sangheili swore under his breath. He wanted to last long, make this worthwhile, but Jacob was making it significantly harder for him.

Xaro tried to warn Jacob, try to tell him to ease off and give him some breathing room. But the moment he tried, Jacob took that as his cue to go faster. The human swirled his tongue at the tip of Xaro's cock, using his prehensile tongue to trace the edges of it and even glide along the ridges of it. It was too much for Xaro.

Without warning, the Sangheili ejaculated.

Xaro's cock throbbed inside Jacob's mouth. He could feel it grow a smidge in size before ultimately unleashing a torrent of pure Sangheili spunk straight down his gullet. Spurt after spurt, it was like a faucet that was suddenly turned on and the water pressure was set to maximum. Jacob thought he was going to drown. He did his best to gulp it all down, getting more of that tasty and somewhat sticky fluid down his throat. Whenever Jacob thought Xaro was going to start calming down, the Sangheili surprised him by showering him with another blast of spunk. The sheer excess dripped down the sides of Jacob's mouth and down the length of his neck. He smelled strongly of male masculinity. This lasted for what Jacob assumed was a solid minute, before Xaro's spurts began to ebb down. By the end of it, it was difficult to find an area of Jacob's face to be free of any of the alien's cum. It dripped down the sides of his face and the strong scent of it made his nostrils flare. Jacob actually ended up coughing a little as some of it went down the wrong side of his throat. Xaro on the other hand was leaning back, his mandibles fully splayed out and his tongue lolling out. It took a moment for him to regain his composure and realize the extent of the mess he had created.

"You could have warned me, you know," Jacob said, grabbing his shirt and using it as a rag to try and clean the stuff from his face.

Xaro let out a light chuckle, opting instead to help Jacob clean up.

When they were done, Jacob was shocked to find that unlike normal humans, Xaro was still hard and erect. It was a thing he came to realize first hand about Sangheili. Their libidos were unlike humans. From his rough estimates, a male Sangheili could ejaculate thrice, or even four times in one session. Jacob hypothesized that this was probably an evolutionary thing to help keep their numbers high. Then again, it was all conjecture on his part. For all Jacob knew, maybe that was just how much of a stud Xaro was. If there was one thing he knew about Sangheili culture, it was that males who were renowned in skill and fighting were allowed to mate with anyone they wanted. The idea being that good genes need to be passed down. Perhaps Xaro was just gifted to be ready for multiple rounds just so he can make sure the seed takes.

"That was magnificent, Jacob. Please, allow me to return the favor," Xaro said. He then patted the side of his bed, motioning for Jacob to join him. Jacob nodded, climbing next to him on the bed. "Lay on your back."

There was something to be said with having such a large figure looming above you. To Xaro's credit however, he was careful. The Sangheili undid the buttons that fastened the human's pants and before long Jacob found Xaro pulling down his fatigues, leaving him in his underwear. Throughout this entire ordeal, Jacob's cock was pressing uncomfortably against the fabric of his underwear. It screamed at him to release it from his confines. As if hearing the plea, Xaro did just that. Jacob was fairly average in that department. Neither big nor too small, just resting on the median. He was content with his length and the partners he was with before never complained about it. After all, it was what you did with it that mattered. But despite his content with himself, a part of him couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy being so close to someone like Xaro. Still, the look that the Sangheili gave him as he laid there made Jacob pause.

"W-what is it?" Jacob asked. For a split second, he was worried that Xaro found him displeasing. Technically, this was the first time the alien had seen him naked. Throughout their escapades prior to this, they never went past oral.

"You look beautiful," Xaro answered.

Jacob blushed. He knew Xaro wasn't one to say things in jest but damn it, why did he have to say it like that? The alien's hands roamed across his body. It was both intimate and curious. Xaro was exploring him the same way Jacob did to him. His scaly hands rubbing against Jacob's soft skin made the human shiver. Even more so when it came to softly squeeze his erect cock. "How impetuous you are," Xaro said in a light teasing tone.

"Speak for yourself," Jacob remarked, flashing the alien a playful smile.

Xaro then continued going lower, his fingers moving past Jacob's thighs. He then pushed Jacob forward, evidently lifting the human upwards to the point where his ass was hiked up into the air and presented to the Sangheili. Jacob wondered what he was doing until Xaro leaned forward, his mandibles opening outwards. He was concerned for the sharp pointy white teeth Xaro had and was about to tell him about it when the alien silenced him by sticking his long prehensile tongue outwards to lap at the human's exposed hole. Any and all concern Jacob had withered away, replaced by his low moans and grunts. He could feel Xaro's mandibles place themselves near his backside, firmly planting themselves on his skin. They were secure, but Xaro was clearly aware of what he was doing as he didn't bite down hard enough to cut through the human's obviously softer skin. His concerns unneeded, Jacob allowed himself to focus on what Xaro was doing, and more importantly, the sensations. The Sangheili's long prehensile tongue easily parted his asshole, breaching into his innards. Because Sangheili tongue was thin, reminiscent of a reptile, Xaro easily weaved past his tight crevices. He curved it left and right, making sure to get Jacob nice and ready for what he planned to do next. Jacob's breathing picked up, and the human did his best to stay still as Xaro practically made out with his backside. Xaro had his nose pressed up against the human's taint, his hot breathing momentarily tickling the bottom of Jacob's plump balls.

The entire thing lasted for what felt like a solid minute.

Eventually, Xaro pulled back and admired his handiwork. Jacob's ass was fairly slick and wet, the puckered hole more loose now and aptly lubricated. Or at least, that's what Xaro thought anyway. He got into position, hiking himself up and lining his cock to Jacob's entrance. The human watched as the Sangheili slowly moved forward, and he could feel Xaro's arrowhead cocktip knock at his backdoor. Unfortunately however, that's all it did. Due to the obvious size difference between the two of them, trying to push something that big into a hole as small as Jacob's was an exercise in futility. The human decided to let Xaro handle it however, giving the Sangheili ample time to try and work on this relatively normal bedroom problem.

"Do you need help?" Jacob dared to ask, feeling Xaro poke him once more with his throbbing piece of flesh.

"I am alright," Xaro proudly proclaimed. "My saliva and my pre should be more than enough for penetration." Xaro poked him once more, but it just struggled to fit. It ended up slipping off, sliding towards the side. It was a doomed plan from the start, but Jacob was admittedly amused at seeing the alien looking more and more flustered about the predicament he was in.

Eventually, he decided to step in. "Xaro," he said, getting the Sangheili's attention, "I do appreciate your effort but keep in mind the mere consistency of saliva isn't actually a good lube. It is more watery than slippery and dries pretty quickly. Secondly, there is no slickness in saliva, which increases the risk of wear and tear down there, due to friction. We are gonna need some actual lube if we want this to...work."

Perhaps due to all the blood rushing to the Sangheili's cock, his brain struggled to comprehend what Jacob just said and ended up misinterpreting it. "You mean, we are truly incapable of mating fully?" He looked so crestfallen, like someone had told him his puppy just died in a tragic accident. Jacob actually felt bad for the alien.

"Give me a moment," Jacob said, turning his body around and reaching towards the nearby nightstand. Xaro was puzzled at what the human was doing but then was visibly surprised when Jacob pulled out an unlabelled tube, filled with a mysterious looking liquid. "This," Jacob began. He popped the bottle open. The smell of sterile grade medical equipment, along with a tinge of flower fragrance filled the room. "Should help solve our problem."

"What is it?" Xaro asked.

"A special concoction made by me: a numbing agent combined with targeted skeletal muscle relaxer along with a smidge of vasodilator."

The alien blinked at him, visibly confused at the jargon that came out of Jacob's mouth.

Jacob just rolled his eyes. "I'll feel everything and could probably take a fist up my ass with no pain."

"Oh, why didn't you just say so?" He was about to reach for the lube when Jacob stopped him. "What's wrong?"

"Why don't you let me take the lead?" Jacob said, looking at the alien.

Xaro paused briefly, but eventually relented, letting Jacob take control of the situation. Jacob then proceeded to instruct Xaro to switch places with him. The Sangheili then laid on his back, letting Jacob be the one on top. Now in position, Jacob began to pour his concocted lubrication on the alien's cock. Xaro visibly shivered, feeling the cool liquid drip on his penis. Jacob reached forward, making sure to spread it all over to cover every nook and cranny. He wanted to make sure this was going to be fun for the both of them. After it was all said and done, he placed the bottle towards the side and climbed onto the alien. It took a moment for him to properly align himself with Xaro's cock, but when Jacob did, he then sat down. The human huffed, feeling the cock threaten to split him in two. He bit down his lips, his eyes scrunched up and brows furrowed in deep concentration. A mix of light pain was evident before the lubrication did its job and it dulled into nothingness. Aside from the tingly cool sensation coming from his ass, and the feeling of shoving something absurdly large up his bum, Jacob felt fine. If anything, he felt great. The feeling of being stuffed was unlike anything he had ever had before. Even the largest guy he took up the ass back when he was stationed on Earth paled in comparison to this. Jacob swore. He knew he wasn't going to sit straight in the next few days. But that was a problem for future Jacob. The present Jacob was more than happy with what he was doing with himself.

Xaro meanwhile was in a world of difference. The tightness was unlike anything he had ever felt before. It was like Jacob's ass was doing everything in its power to squeeze the ever living daylights out of his penis. Each bump, each curve, each crevice, he could feel it all. Xaro could even feel Jacob's pulse throughout all of it. They were that connected, and the Sangheili relished in it. Jacob opted to take it nice and slow. While he was enthusiastic at what they were doing, he wasn't exactly looking forward to having a trip to the infirmary and having to explain to the people there why he had a problem with his backside. The lubrication was working however, and the pleasure was immense. Inch after inch slowly disappeared inside of him, Xaro perfectly skewering his backside as his cock continued to penetrate Jacob. There were moments where Jacob had to pause and catch his breath. Xaro was always there for him, making sure if the human was alright. Jacob appreciated the concern but just told him he needed to catch his breath. Xaro honestly wasn't expecting Jacob to fully take all of him. Humans were far smaller compared to Sangheili and to expect full penetration would have been asking too much, given that it was their first time. But it would seem Jacob had heard his thoughts as the human made it a point to go all the way. By the time Jacob's ass was resting on the Sangheili's crotch, Jacob swore he saw stars.

No longer was he going to sit straight for the next few days. He was definitely not going to sit straight for the next few weeks.

"Fuck..." Jacob said, in between breaths. "You are fucking big."

"Are you going to be okay?" Xaro asked, a look of concern on his face. While he was enjoying everything, the last thing he wanted was to hurt Jacob.

"I'll be fine," Jacob responded. That was when he shook his ass slightly and began to ease himself upwards. Whatever statement Xaro was going to say was stopped at his throat and instead mushed into a garbled groan. Xaro felt like he was going to ejaculate right then and there. Jacob's ass was clutching tightly around his cock, it was insane. Jacob for his part, felt his ass loosen even further, helping slide things along. He stopped around the beginning of Xaro's cock, hovering his ass ever so slightly, before going back down once more to repeat the entire process. The second time around was a lot easier than the first. By the time he did the third rep, it all felt natural. A rhythm soon followed, lewd squelches and sounds emanating from Jacob's backside as Xaro's cock disappeared back and forth into him. Both males were in a world of their own, enjoying each other's body for the pleasures they were receiving. Jacob was taking this nice and slow, a pace he was fine with. But for Xaro, it felt like torture. The Sangheili gripped the bedsheets to the point where his fingers threatened to tear them at the seams. Jacob's ass was heavenly. He wanted to pound it, claim it as his own. Carnal instincts inside of him began to stir, and Xaro slowly lost his sense of control. His fingers grabbed hold of Jacob's supple ass and squeezed on them possessively.

Jacob was surprised at the gesture and was shocked to find the Sangheili looking straight at him. It was an expression Jacob was confused at first. It was a cross between angry, feral, and lustful. He didn't have time to comprehend it however as Jacob found himself being turned over. His world turned around and he found himself lying on his back, with Xaro on top of him.

"X-Xaro?" he asked, feeling a bit concerned at the sudden turn of events. Xaro's cock was hovering close to his ass, now throbbing angrily and dripping copious amounts of pre onto the bedsheets.

"I...I'm sorry, Jacob."

Jacob gulped. "For what?"

Xaro leaned in close, his eyes filled with a base desire. "I need to breed you."

And with that, Xaro pushed forward, penetrating Jacob once more. The human cried out loudly, surprised at the sudden intrusion. However, unlike before where Xaro was gentle and caring, the Sangheili this time was far less concerned about it. The desire to fuck was too strong and he couldn't resist it any longer. Xaro held Jacob down, the human's voice lost in a sea of grunts and moans that came from the both of them. Xaro's hips went back and forth, his heavy balls slapping against Jacob's own taint. With the way they were hitting, they were definitely going to leave a visible mark on them. Each thrust rocked Jacob's body to the core. Due to the sheer size that was entering him, each move hit his prostate. His vision darkened and he saw stars. Xaro breathed heavily, almost sounding like a crazed animal that was indulging their base instincts. Skin slapped against skin, the sounds of sex reverberating across the room. Jacob clasped his legs behind the Sangheili's broad back to try and stabilize himself. No other lover made him feel like this. Xaro was fucking him like he was nothing more than just a sex toy, made to be used and disposed of. The thought made Jacob shiver in pleasure. A mixture of pain and pleasure coursed throughout his entire body. A part of him wanted to tell Xaro to stop, to take it easy, to know that there was no rush in what they were doing. But another part of him, a part that hungered for the pleasure of the flesh, desperately wanted more. He ended up just moaning loudly into Xaro's ears. It sounded like music for the Sangheili. It was enough to push him to keep going.

There were some sex positions that Sangheili weren't able to do, due to how big they were. But since Jacob wasn't exactly as large as he was, Xaro found it easy to move Jacob around. Xaro then relented for a moment, enough for the two of them to catch their breath. Jacob was at a loss for words. He could no longer feel his lower half. He felt numb, save for the pleasure each throb of Xaro's cock inside of him. He was about to speak when Xaro lifted his legs upwards. He was confused at first at what the Sangheili was doing but quickly got on board when Jacob found himself being lifted upwards.

It ended with Jacob's legs hanging on either side of the Sangheili's shoulders, with Jacob's lower half being supported by Xaro's strong arms. "This," Xaro said out loud, "will allow for deeper penetration." No sooner did he say so that he lowered Jacob once more onto his cock. The Sangheili then walked towards the nearby wall, having the human bounce playfully on his lower half. Throughout all of this, Jacob was just a mess. It was a struggle to form coherent sentences, let alone coherent thoughts. The only thing going through his mind might as well have been the thick cock that he was bouncing on. He felt broken in a way that only a well endowed Sangheili can break a gay man like Jacob. Xaro pushed Jacob into the wall, using it as a support as he began to go to town on the man. He was merciless, pounding Jacob like there was no tomorrow.

Outside, a Sangheili who was making his rounds was disturbed at the distinct banging coming from the walls. "What in the forerunners is happening in there?" He would have checked out the disturbance but quickly relented upon seeing it was the Shipmaster's stateroom. There was a distinct order passed down that the Shipmaster not be disturbed when he was in his quarters. The Sangheili had a passing idea on what was going on there and quickly made himself scarce, a light purple blush making it visible across his cheek.

Inside, Xaro was relentless in his thrusts. Jacob's backside was reddening from the constant smackings against the Sangheili's groin. They moved back to the bed, flopping back down to the position they were in before. Out of pure instinct, Xaro's mandibles splayed and he bit down the area next to Jacob's shoulders. It was hard enough to draw blood, but not serious enough to leave a lasting mark. Jacob cried out, finding the sudden love bite both painful and exciting. Despite wanting to continue going, both were at their end.

Jacob was the first to explode. It was fast, messy, and probably the hardest he had ever ejaculated in his entire life. His ass involuntarily clenched around Xaro's cock and the Sangheili took that as a challenge to pound him even harder. Xaro was going balls deep at this point, each thrust making his balls kiss the human's taint. The Sangheili's cock throbbed one last time, before emptying its contents for a second time around. Jacob felt the warmth radiate from his lower half and go all over his entire body. His spine shivered and he could feel the tingly sensation all the way to his fingertips. Xaro must have emptied more than the normal in him. Jacob could actually feel the liquid build up inside of him. The Sangheili pulled back and the sheer volume of his white hot seed spilled out, leaking onto the bed below. And the shocking part was, he wasn't even done yet. Xaro's orgasm continued for what seemed like a solid minute. The Sangheili's mandibles flared out one last time before ultimately emptying himself for that particular round. He then unceremoniously collapsed atop Jacob, completely and utterly out of breath. Both of them were exhausted from the relentless fucking they just went through.

It was Jacob who first broke the silence between them.

"X-Xaro..." he mumbled, doing his best to stay conscious.

The Sangheili stirred, his eyes blinking open and tried to focus on the human he laid on. "What is it, Jacob?"

"Can you please get off me?"

"Oh," Xaro said, letting out a light chuckle. He then rolled off towards the side, lying next to Jacob in the bed right then and there. "Sorry about that," he said underneath his breath. He then pulled the human up close, effectively spooning him from behind. Jacob felt Xaro's arms wrap itself around him. The Sangheili lightly nibbled on the back of Jacob's neck as he held the embrace. "Are you alright?"

"I don't think I'm going to be able to walk right in the next few days," Jacob said. Goodness, he could still feel Xaro's cum leaking out of his ass at the current moment. It dripped down his leg, leaving a warm sticky trail that was going to be a bit difficult to wash off later. Was Xaro trying to actually get Jacob pregnant? Despite the biological impossibility, with the sheer volume alone, Jacob wasn't going to be surprised if it somehow ended up becoming true. Jacob then twitched, feeling a slight tinge of pain coming from his shoulders. "Did you bite me?"

"I-I did..." Xaro answered shamefully. His tone then changed to that of concern. "Did I hurt you?"

Jacob briefly glanced at the spot where the alien had bit him. It was red and sore, but the brief bleeding from it had stopped completely. "I'm going to be fine. It just...caught me off guard," Jacob answered. "Why did you even do that?"

"It's...a habit," Xaro responded. "It's what Sangheili do when we're close to climax. However, it's only an act done between two very intimate lovers. It's more so to mark each other to dissuade other aspiring suitors." He then averted his gaze, feeling a bit embarrassed for doing such a deed. "I didn't mean to do it, I apologize."

Jacob blinked. The gravity of what Xaro had done was something not lost on him. Jacob smiled before shaking his head. "Next time, just...give me heads up." He was just glad that Xaro was aware enough not to bite down too hard. Sangheili jaw strength was different compared to humans. If he wasn't careful, he could have broken Jacob's collarbone, or something much worse.

"I shall." Xaro then proceeded to lightly nibble at the back of Jacob's neck. Jacob actually had to control himself not to flinch too much as Xaro's tender bites were making him feel ticklish. As the two basked in the afterglow of their sex, a thought popped into Xaro's head. "Jacob, I just realized something."

"Hm?"

"How did you get the lube from my room?" His eyes then looked accusingly at the human. "That wasn't here earlier today. Were you planning this from the start?"

"Um...no."

"You're a bad liar, you know that?"

Jacob let out a sigh. "Are you mad?"

Xaro was quiet for a bit but eventually shook his head. Jacob did know the codes to his stateroom and the human could have planted it while he wasn't here. He then rested his head on Jacob's shoulders. "No," he answered. "Just a bit disappointed."

"Why is that?"

"You should have brought more than one bottle with you."

As if to emphasize his point, Jacob felt something stir once more near his backside. The human's eyes widened as he realized what it was. "Are you fucking hard again?" he cried out both in shock and amusement.

Xaro's hands reached downwards to squeeze at the human's supple ass cheeks. "I apologize, Jacob. I take it you're not used to the extent of Sangheili libido?"

"I thought you guys could only go for two rounds!"

Xaro snorted. "Preposterous." He then gently grinded his now erect once more against Jacob's battered and heavily used asscheeks. "Sangheili warriors pride themselves in their performance in all things they do and that includes mating." Xaro then lined his cock into Jacob's entrance before slowly pushing himself in. He slipped in much easier this time; Jacob's ass at this point felt like a well worn out glove. "On average, Sangheili males could go well up to four ejaculations in one continuous mating session." He wrapped his arms around the human posessively and began to hump him. Jacob began to bounce once more, moans of pleasure escaping his throat. The pleasure was racking his body once more. Xaro was hitting his prostate perfectly. "Do not worry, Jacob," Xaro said lovingly. "I pride myself in being above the median. I will breed you to your heart's content. Is that what you wish?"

Jacob's mind screamed at him no but he wasn't really thinking with his brain at the current moment. "Yes, now fuck me, damn it."

Xaro chuckled at how crass Jacob was getting. But he more than welcomed it.

What soon transpired was a blur of sex and debauchery. Jacob himself struggled to remember all of it as he flipped in and out of consciousness throughout all of it. He must have orgasmed more times than all the previous times in his whole adult life. They must have tried every sex position imaginable. Xaro was relentless in his poundings. The alien fucked Jacob while they were laying in bed. He fucked Jacob as he was bouncing on his lap. He fucked Jacob standing up once more, pressing him against the wall. They even somehow ended up near the desk, placing Jacob on it and railing him endlessly. They were from wall to wall, and at one point even on the floor of the Sangheili's stateroom. There was probably no area in the stateroom that wasn't covered with sweat and cum. At one point, Jacob even tried to replicate what Xaro did, doing his best to return the favor by giving the Sangheili a love bite of his own. Unfortunately, it didn't turn out well as he expected. Biting down on the Sangheili's skin was like trying to bite down on hard leather. It was difficult and it hurt his mouth in the process. Despite clamping on the piece of flesh as hard as he could, the best he could do was just leave a barely noticeable imprint that would disappear in the next hour or so. Xaro found the gesture amusing and endearing. He rewarded the human with more fucking.

They must have fucked for what seemed like hours.

By the end of it, Jacob was out and completely exhausted. He was orgasming, but only dribbles of his cum were coming out. He was that spent and his balls were utterly empty. Xaro meanwhile was still firing on all cylinders. The Sangheili let out a mighty roar before crashing back down the bed. He collapsed next to Jacob, pulling him close and holding him tight. The human's shoulder was red and swollen. Xaro had bit him multiple times throughout all of it and each and every time Jacob cried out and didn't resist.

The human was more than happy to be claimed by the Sangheili and no one can tell him otherwise.