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A/N Well, here we are. The morning after the stormy night, again. I thank you all for the responses and critiques. I've tried to implement them without destroying what I deem as 'my style' and i can only hope that you approve. Again I ask: Read and review. Help me help you, help me help you. Parts 3/4+ won't be out until after midmay cause of finals. I was even rushing to complete this before 'The Final Countdown' and there are bound to be misspellings and other inaccuracies, please bear with me.

"That it was." He replied, stroking

her cheek tenderly with his thumb.

"You were wonderful," she whispered

as she snuggled back against him, enjoying the shared warmth.

"Well, thank you. Beginner's luck I

guess." He chuckled, soothing his tensions. She however, bolted up off him and

fixed him with a penetrating stare.

"Beginner's luck?" She inquired and

her eye ridges slanted in what seemed like worry.

"Oh, huh. Uh, yeah...you were..." he

trailed off, just hinting at what he was too embarrassed to vocalize.

"Were your first?" he just nodded,

smiling sheepishly a bit; almost thirty and still a virgin wasn't something

that he widely broadcast. But he wasn't anymore and that just seemed to make

her more uneasy. She started to back away from him, off the bed and stammering

a stream of apologies. "I'm so sorry--please forgive me, I had no idea."

"Sorry? Idea? Wha-?" Jason started,

dumbstruck.

"If I had known, I would've never

had gone through--" She put one foot on the floor and he grabbed her hand before

she could get away. She immediately looked sorrowfully away from him, he could

actually see tears threatening.

"Mind explaining what's going on?"

His voice more forceful than he meant, he tried to soften the next part. "Did I

do something wrong?" She just shook her head. "Then what is so terrible that

you're going to pieces on me for?" he tried to pull her close against him and she resisted; so he

just turned her head to him, eyebrows begging the question.

"If I had only known that you

were...untouched, I would've never forced you to bed with me."

"Forced?" He scoffed with laughter

before he urged her to continue her explanation.

"We," She said, indicating her

culture, "believe that someone's first time should be extremely one of a kind;

it's supposed to mean something for your entire life, special."

"And this wasn't?" he asked, not

masking the hurt kicking him in the gut and flooding his voice.

"It was! It was," she reassured

him. "It just...that it's a big decision, one that shouldn't be entered into

lightly." She looked around somewhat frantically; probing for an answer.

somewhere in the room.

"I didn't. Did you?"

"No, it's just that...you might not

have been able to effectively refuse."

"What? How?" He raised one arm up

in perplextion. He saw her gaze shift to the floor and a thought floated to the

forefront of his mind--from his own mind, not An'karra's--the wine must be what

she was worrying about. "The wine?" he inquired, voicing his thoughts. She only

managed a slight nod. He let out a loud sigh of amusement and shook his head.

"Shards, you think I was drunk!" Smiling with relief, he stroked her hand. "Or

at least too tilted to be in my right mind." he laughed and just shook his head

some more; she gazed hopefully at him. "C'mon luv," He said, enjoying the taste

of the word as it left his lips; he'd always wanted to use it. He gently

grabbed her hand with both of his. "I wasn't drunk, or even the tiniest bit off

my game when I entered this bedroom with you." He turned her chin towards him

and fixed her with a steady gaze, solemnly stating: "Even if I had been, I'd be

sober by now and I still feel no qualms about last night. I can only pray that

you feel the same way." She smiled tenderly at him, thankfully agreeing with

his logic, hugging him.

"Then what was troubling you so

much just now?" She asked as she pulled back to look him in the face. He looked

at her, question unsung but received. "You woke me up with your fretting." He

sagged and looked down at the floor.

"I'm sorry...I was trying not to do

that."

"I was lying against you; in

contact with you, that would normally allow your emotions to flow directly to

me; and then...not to mention last night." She smiled before her concern

resurfaced. "Please, what's troubling you if not what happened last night?" She

put her hand on top of his that were holding hers.

"It's morning now," he sighed

looking down then back up at her. "You'll be leaving today, and I'm probably

never going to see you again." A brief moment of silence, then he was

completely surprised as he was shoved back onto the bed and An'karra jumped on

him, face within inches of his.

"You didn't think that you could get

rid of me that easily? Did you?" She was smiling. He looked at her, pure hope

on his face. "I think I can swing some more time here before I go back. Lost a

lot of my muscle tone, going to have to get a lot of exercise to get back into shape." She said seductively as

she licked his nose.

"Hi, I'm Jason and I'll be your

trainer during you're visit to Earth." They both giggled and she leaned down to

nuzzle him. Her skin was so warm and smooth; he just closed his eyes, reveling

in the feeling; leaning into her and inhaling her sweet scent.

"Oh, yes. I need lots of exercise..."

She whispered. "And a trainer."

"Well, I'll be your trainer and you

can 'train' me." He smirked.

"So, newbie," she said as she lined

her gaze up with his and smiled, "how was your first orgasm?"

"I said it was my first time with

someone else; meaning other than myself."

He said, rolling his eyes. _"_Doesn't

mean I didn't get my own rocks off every now and then. How could I resist with

all the naughty stuff I got in my head and on my computer?" he laughed as he

looked back up at her and stroked her temples. "But I'm ready for my second

time." He hinted as they leaned in for another kiss, only a hint of the passion

from the previous night, but much more ardor.

"But first," she got up off him. "I

need a shower, your dirty work is irritating my skin." She gestured to the

copious amounts of dried love on her abdomen through her tail. The hide was

turning pink with irritation and she tried to scratch some off.

"My dirty work? Excuse me, but I think you helped...a lot." He

chuckled as she left towards the bathroom. He heard her turn on the water and

he just sat there, pondering his luck. She was staying for a little more. He

didn't know how much longer, but he was going to make it count; prove to both of

them that there was something more between them than great sex.

"Coming?" she asked from across the

living room and gave him that 'come hither' look as she disappeared into the

bathroom. He half leapt up as he went to join her in the shower. She was already

immersed when he stepped in behind her, closing the door to keep the splashing

contained. He was expecting a lot of that to come. She turned around to smile

at him. There was plenty of room inside for the both of them; she could even

have her wings dropping with no clutter. She turned to face him as he latched

the door. God she looked so sexy; nude and with the hot, steaming water hitting

her and flowing around every curve on its way down. He smiled and gazed at her,

then his jaw dropped.

He wasn't wearing his glasses. Yet

he could see her clearly, as sharp as the best cut diamond. He blinked rapidly

a couple of times to be sure.

"What's wrong, luv?" She asked,

anxiety clouding her beautifully accented voice as she comfortably let loose

the same endearment he'd used moments before; Gods it sounded so much more

beautiful when she said it! His slack jawed gawking began to turn into a smile.

"My eyes! I'm not wearing my

glasses, I should be looking through wax paper right now, but--" She put a

finger to his blabbering lips to silence him. He'd had bad eyesight since

kindergarten and even with all the medical advancements, myopia and other

disorders couldn't be repaired. Replacement eyes could be grown, but

implantation was still developing and had been largely unsuccessful.

"I fixed them, healed them," She

whispered and smiled. "A small token of my thanks...and affection." A stunned

moment, the he bolted forward and gave her bear hug, lifting her into the air

taking the breath right out of her.

"Oh God, I don't know how to thank

you!" He cried out jubilantly, quickly setting her gently down again as he

realized she was having difficulty breathing. He relaxed his grip into a firm,

but tender embrace, stroking the back of her neck. "I've been blind since I was five; it's been

the bane of my existence." He gently let her go and stared awestruck at her.

"But how? How did you do it?"

"Magic..." She said mysteriously,

throwing her arms over his shoulders. He huffed and hugged her, drawing her in

close.

"Thank you," he whispered, tenderly

stroking her wet hide. "Thank you so much."

"You are most welcome."

"I can never thank you enough." He

whispered.

"And you'll never have to." She

grabbed his chin and kissed him. "I've obviously taken it for granted; seeing

you smile like that is more than I need." She pulled away from the embrace and

licked his nose as her hands found there way down his back. She kissed him as

his hands squeezed and massaged her rear; realizing how far she wanted to go.

He grabbed the soap and began to soap her up. He rubbed his hands all over her

smooth body, lathering every inch. Kneading her flesh, soapy breasts and all,

he kissed her as his hands made their way down her back to her tail base and

explored every curve and fold. She shuddered a bit and moaned as his hand

brushed her sensitive nether lips and tailhole, getting ready for what was

coming. She rinsed off, her hide shining in the flow from the showerhead and

giving Jason an image that aroused him to the point where you could've poked

him and he would've climaxed right there. She glowed like she was divine. The

sun hit her wing membrane and dispersed, illuminating her. She stood there,

stretching under the showerhead. Her muscles pulling taught under her skin and

showing off her marvelous curves. She gave her head a twist, flinging her hair

around to her back. Putting on a dead sexy smile, she came towards him and they

spent several minutes enthralled in kissing and being kissed by one another.

She started to run her hands through his hair as he attacked her neck with

ardor.

She eventually broke the bond and

pulled him towards the front of the shower. They continued kissing under the

steamy water, groping each other's flesh and playing host to one another's

tongue. He took the initiative and sank to his knees as she leaned back under

the shower head; spreading her legs to give him full access to her facilities.

His tongue lightly probed her folds; the shower splashing on them both,

coursing down An'karra's body and running over her stimulated slit. She moaned

with pleasure as she kneaded her breast under the hot water, enjoying Jason's

handiwork. He stuck his tongue in as far as it would go, wiggling it from side

to side, starting from the bottom and heading up. He gave her clit a couple of

lashings before he withdrew his tongue and slowly penetrated her with his

fingers; one at first, then spreading her for two. Feeling adventurous, he kept

pumping his hand into her as he leaned lower and ran his tongue along the

outside of her tailhole. Her moaning increased in intensity as he teased her

puckered exit; circling it while not quite entering.

With little warning, he pushed his

tongue in as far as it would go and she gave a gasp of surprised pleasure. He

kept a steady rhythm with his hand in her slit while his tongue probed her

other orifice. It had a taste that was a bit acidic in nature and slightly put

him off at first; but he persevered when he saw the joy it gave An'karra and

eventually grew accustomed to it. He felt that his discomfort was a small price

to pay for her joy. He moved back and forth, side to side, causing her to moan

and throw her head from side to side as she whimpered under his teasing. He

teased her for a good several minutes before he withdrew his tongue and began

to attack her clit once more. He inserted his other middle finger into the spot

vacated by his tongue; wanting to pleasure her, but not take her tightness

away...yet. He proceeded to pump his hand in her ass in alternation with his

other hand lodged in her pussy. He sped up all his actions and An'karra's

responses followed suit. Her moans became louder, her breaths shallower and

faster. She was quickly climbing to her peak.

"Oh, yes! Don't stop--Oh, Jason!"

She cried. He kept his steady, lightning fast strikes going as she reached her

summit and toppled over it; roaring as she came. Her body gave a great lurch as

it spasmed and shook with ecstasy. "Don't--yes--OH GODS!" She roared as Jason

kept stimulating her through her orgasm and drove her wildly through the

clouds. Her muscles clenched hard on Jason's fingers and a tidal wave of her

hot juices flew into his mouth and all over his face before dribbling down to

the floor with the flow of the water. He ignored the growing fatigue in his

arms and back and focused on drawing out her orgasm as long as possible. Her

back arched high into the air, shoving her pussy hard against Jason's attack as

she cried in seemingly endless ecstasy.

She eventually began to wind down,

her cries and bellows of euphoria began to subside and Jason withdrew. Her

breaths remained labored as she slowly sank to the floor in front of Jason,

eyes just steadily focused on him; too exhausted at the moment to say or show

anything but a loving glance. He returned the warm expression and crawled under

the shower spray to her side.

"Just," She panted between breaths,

"give me a minute, dear." She cuddled up against him in the corner as she

regained her composure, lightly fondling his flesh as he stroked her wing

joints under the hot little waterfall. She could've fallen back asleep right

then and there--and probably did for a minute--pleasure sated, contentment

flooding her senses. They enjoyed the indoor rain for several minutes before

she spoke again. "You, say that I'm the first you've been with; yet, you

pleasure me like an expert in the field of females," she said, quirking an

eyebrow at them.

"Calling me a liar?" He smirked.

"No, not at all...just wondering. How

am I so lucky to get a novice as good as you?"

"Well..." She could see him blush and

avoid looking at her. "I've seen a lot of 'movies' on the subject. I take what

I've seen and just watch how you respond and act accordingly. I've always

believed that the best sex results from each giving their partner the best time

possible; and I swore to myself that I would practice that belief if I was ever

lucky enough to meet that special someone," He drew her closer and they slowly

kissed again. She broke the connection and nuzzled under his chin, releasing an

odd purring sound. Without moving her body, she arched her long, lovely neck

down to his crotch, opened her mouth and wrapped her tongue around his stiff

member. He stroked her head with his right arm, enjoying the sight just as much

as the feeling. She suckled on it just long enough to get him primed before she

pulled off of it. Standing, she offered him a hand up before they took their

original position and she readied herself to receive him. He paused a moment,

feasting on the sight before him.

She was leaned back against the

wall, head under the shower and off to one side once more. She was suspended

completely on her tail, her legs open wide and braced on the shower walls to

keep her balanced. Her lovely sunset colored hair was soaked and wrapped around

one side of her neck and her body was soaked and glistening in the morning sun

filtering in through the windows near the ceiling. Her head rolled down and she

gave him that 'come hither' look again and waved him over with a finger.

He stepped forward and grabbed her

hips before slowly impaling her on his rod. He went in very slowly, not enough

to tease but enough to draw a long sigh from both of them. He hilted himself

and leaned forward to kiss her. Breaking the kiss, she nuzzled him

affectionately once again, that odd purr escaping from her throat; urging him

to continue. He pulled almost all the way out and stopped before pushing back

in.

"Kara." He inquired, feeling bold

enough to invoke the act of shortening her name.

"Hmm?" she

looked at him, eye ridges raised.

"I was

wondering, should I be wearing some sort of...protection?" he asked, his tone

apologizing for breaking the mood. She wrapped her legs behind him and pulled

him back into and against her without resistance; pulling a soft moan from him.

"Only if

you want to." She put her arms behind his neck. "My people have had every

disease licked for the past millennia; and I know yours have been clean for the

past twenty or so."

"Well, what

about ..." he left the question hanging.

"While

physically compatible, conception is impossible between us." He could've sworn

that he heard a twinge of sadness in her response, but did not push the issue.

Instead, he ignored it and grinned.

"So, mind

if I hump your brains out?" She seductively smiled back.

"Mmmhmmhmm,

please do." She pulled him into another kiss as he pulled back out and started

up a rhythm. She put her legs back onto the handlebar and soap shelf of the

shower, letting Jason hold her up as she massaged her breasts in front of him.

She angled her tail up and began to suck on the tip, mock pleasuring it; eyeing

Jason as she did. He leaned forward, not disturbing his rhythm, and took the

tip into his mouth, gazing at her as her eyes became half lidded and her head

rolled to the side from the pleasure she was getting pounded with. She took her

tail from his mouth and her breaths started to come heavier as she neared her

edge. She moaned and tried her best to smile deviously at him as her tailed

wormed its way behind him and up his legs. She explored with it, tickling him

before she found the way in and in one fluid motion, shoved it into his

puckered ring. Not fast enough for great pain, but enough to draw out the same

startled noise from the night before.

This only

slightly disturbed his pace and then An'karra began to fuck his ass as she was

getting in return. Jason sped up, brain confused by the pain and odd sensation

coming from his rear. He'd never really experimented with that part of him

before, always thought that it'd be too painful. She had proven him wrong as

was moaning in pleasure as she tried to concentrate on keeping her tail in

concert with his thrusts. He began to thoroughly enjoy the feeling as

An'karra's lightly bumpy tail pistoned in and out of his virgin ring. The pain

subsided and he felt the pleasure being added onto that which he was receiving from

his shaft drilling deep into her depths. Her breath was coming in fast gasps

now, just like his. She was playing with her erect nipples, tweaking them as

she simultaneously commanded her tail to pleasure Jason. Jason was grunting and

straining, holding back with a great effort; waiting to send her over the edge

first.

Then they

broke. It was like dominos. An'karra started to climax and reached down with

her hand and furiously rubbed her clit and ground it against Jason's cock

rubbing her raw. The enormous euphoric spasm she endured made her entire body

go rigid and sent a shock through her tail that rammed itself up Jason, pushing

him up and forward into An'karra and over the edge into ecstasy. She cried out

as she rubbed herself in bliss, reveling in the feeling of being filled with

warm seed. Jason half grunted as her tail stretched his ring wide and probed

deep inside of him; yelling loudly in his newfound pleasure as he emptied his

load into An'karra's silky core. The fluids combined inside her and were forced

out by the pressure of their mating; it splashed out and dribbled down her

tail, tickling her tailhole on its journey downwards.

Jason's

head was spinning, the pleasure was too much. An'karra let out a yelp with his

startled gasp as his knees buckled and he and An'karra tumbled to the floor in

a mess of cum and assorted limbs. The water continued to fall on them, like a

warm tropical rainstorm. They sat there, basking in their afterglow under the

peaceful shower.

"You okay?"

He heaved after a moment.

"Fine...you?"

She asked in between breathes. He nodded and she kissed him. "Well, that was

fun." He only chuckled, closing his eyes and enjoying the raw pleasure as she

retracted her tail from his ass. There was a very audible slurping sound as she

pulled it out and wrapped it around him; pulling him closer on top of her.

"You

could've warned me before you did...that." He said, leaning his head against her

neck; planting kisses upon its length.

"What would

be the fun in that?" She chuckled. "You seemed to enjoy it just fine as a

surprise."

"I," he

took a deep breath, trying to slow his respiration. "I never knew that it could

be so pleasureful."

"You've

never tried it yourself?" He shook his head and she let out a humph.

"Humph?

What do mean by that?"

"Oh, it's

just that its fairly normal--where I come from--for males to use that part of

them just as much, if not more, than females for pleasure. It doesn't really

matter what it's used for as long as it's pleasurable."

"Really?"

"Really."

She panted. "Do it by yourself or even call over a guy friend to do 'it' to

you." She saw Jason was noticeably shocked by this admission. "We're not as

uptight about such things as you are over here." She explained.

"Oh, I

see." Jason mused. He was totally supportive of same sex relationships and the

like, just didn't swing that way himself.

"Most sex

is almost casual. More of a practice run with your close friends, than anything

else. You do it with your friends to learn what to do when you get in bed with

the one you truly care about; to give the best time possible...like you do. It

doesn't matter who you love; even if they happen to be the same sex as you.

That's just how our lifestyle is."

"How

interesting. I wish we were that open minded," he said, picking himself up then

helping her get on her feet. "We should finish, water's going to get cold,

fast." He wanted to ask where he fit on her list, friend or other, but said

nothing of it as well. Best to wait.

They

finished washing, still using enough energy to make it playful, and dried off.

An'karra picked up her shredded pants and jacket from the lip of the hamper,

thumbing the tears.

"I'm sure I

can find some thread to patch that, if you want to save it."

"Yes,

please." She said immediately.

"Okay, let

me find you something to wear in the meantime." He said, turning to leave he

bathroom, towel wrapped about his waist.

"Oh," she

grabbed the towel, stopping him and almost taking it off. "I don't need

anything to wear. It's just us here." She said, pulling his body against hers.

"Whatever it is, it's going to come off eventually. Do we really need

anything?" She wormed her hands under the towel to tease his limp member.

"Suit

yourself. I want to at least have some bottoms on; male genitals are

embarrassing."

"Oh I don't

think so." She gently caressed his limp member, starting to get a response.

"Sure, yours doesn't retract to hide or anything, but it's not an eyesore."

"Says you,"

he chuckled, pulling away and finding a pair of shorts. "But your wedding

tackle isn't flopped out and ready for the next fish that comes by. Nor does it

resemble some sculpture gone horribly wrong." She laughed as they walked out.

"Well, me

walking around like this doesn't make you uncomfortable, does it?" She asked,

stretching her arms far above her head and making her body taught; leaning

against the door jamb with wings fanning out slightly.

"Not at the

moment, but you'll see it when it does," He chuckled, going into the kitchen.

"I just

don't want to ruin another set of your clothes." She replied genuinely,

eliciting a scoffed snort.

"I got

plenty; plenty of hand-me-downs." She walked to the counter and he poured a

glass of orange juice for her and for him as well; leaving the jug on the

counter. "I'd be evermore grateful if you took them off my hands." He chuckled.

"I'm just

trying not to burden-," he cut her off--holding his hand up to head level and

pinching to fingers together--as soon as the word left her mouth.

"You're not a burden." He stressed. "You are my

guest."

"Fine," she

playfully pouted. "I'm just trying to be a good guest, then."

"Oh, I'd

say that you're a very good guest."

He laughed from behind his glass, lifting it to take a sip. She pushed the

bottom up on him, splashing a fair amount onto his face and laughing. "Geez,"

he said, wiping his mouth and chest with a hand towel. "It was a compliment!

Aiyah, some people... " She giggled before she stopped his hand that was wiping

up. Leaning over the counter, she proceeded to lick him clean of the orange

juice; a slightly sticky trail being left behind. She paid special attention to

his nipples and neck.

"What's

this? Hungry for more?" He asked, overly playing shocked. She licked up his

neck to his mouth, inserting her tongue and transferring the sweetness.

"Mmm, always."

She lifted her body off the barstool and over the counter, coming to sit on it.

She held his head and leaned hers against it as he idly rubbed her pleasure

patch.

"Guess we

shouldn't have taken a shower." He chuckled, nuzzling her.

"Well, my

skin was starting to burn. And besides, I'd rather get dirty all over again,

not dirtier." She pulled him into a deep kiss and ran her fingers through her

hair. He dipped two of his fingers into her slit, massaging slowly and drawing

that sexy purr from her throat once more. He broke the kiss and stroked he face

as she continued to purr at his attentions.

"Mmm, I

love that sound so much. I wish I could do that and give you the feeling it

gives me."

"You also

wish that you could fly, but there are some things that are better done with

the proper equipment you do not possess. And there are some things that you

possess that I long for, that I want." She said while she slipped her tail down

the front of his shorts and gave his member a slight squeeze. "And I do believe

that we want for the same thing." He smiled as she draped her neck over him,

wrapping her head around back, and continued to purr as he pushed his fingers

deeper into her. Jason enjoyed the vibrations that he absorbed from her. They

entered his neck and shoulder and seemed to course throughout his whole body.

She pulled

his hand out of her snatch and slid off the counter. She guided him back into

the living room and they laid down in front of the couch. His hand started to

head back down between her legs; instead, she stopped it and placed it on her

back. She kissed him and pulled him close as she wrapped herself around him

again and resumed purring with great intensity. He kissed her, enjoying the

vibrations and just massaged her flesh. She managed to slide his shorts off

without breaking the kiss and he marveled at such dexterity.

She slowly

slithered down his body, eyes never breaking contact with his, and came to stop

above his crotch. She nuzzled his semi rigid shaft, letting the vibrations arouse

and pleasure him a bit before she took him into her mouth. It took some

adapting, but she was able to massage his hardening length with her tongue and

purr at the same time. Jason moaned and writhed in ecstasy and she had to grab

his hips to immobilize him. His hands roamed her head as his mind was busy

being inundated by the pleasure, and explored the bases of her ears and horns;

scratching the eye ridges tenderly.

She kept

her rhythmic ministrations going for sometime; bringing him to the edge more than

once only to back down; causing him to glare lovingly at her. The edges of her

lips curled up in a devious smile as she continued to pleasure him. The warm,

moist tongue and the vibration combination became too much all too quickly and

Jason was quickly loosing the battle to hold on.

"I'm gonna--g--," he started to warn

her and she responded with a noticeable nod but did not stop her movements.

Jason just went with it and grabbed tufts of her hair as he yelled loudly and

let fly his seed into her maw. She responded by increasing the suction that she

was putting on him, wrapping her tongue around it and squeezing while making

her purring louder. She drank down the salty fluid, disappointed that there was

less than before; but humans could only hold so much.

She suckled on his member, her

tongue teasing the over sensitive flesh causing him to shudder until she let it

slip from her mouth. She finished cleaning him up, slurping up anything stray

before she licked her lips and moved up alongside him, licking his cheek.

"That..." He panted as he hugged her

to his chest, "was...amazing."

"Glad you enjoyed it," she

whispered, nuzzling him affectionately.

"Unfortunately, now I need some

down time; men only have so many goes in them in a set amount of time."

"That's quite all right..." she said

while snuggling up against him, quite content to just lie there with him. "I

think we should both take a breather..." She was feeling lazy, possibly even

tired considering the previous exertions, and her eyes went half lidded as she wrapped

herself around Jason. She watched him close his eyes before she followed. She

purred very softly to herself, fully enjoying Jason's embrace. I've missed this... was her last thought

before she drifted off.

Considering what little rest that

they had had the night before, combined with the morning's exercise, An'karra

wasn't all that surprised when she awoke to find the evening on its way out and

night settling down over the town in the glen. She found herself in Jason's

bed; comforter draped over her and drapes still drawn shut for secrecy. She was

alone and silently slipped out of bed to rectify that.

She found him in the living room

standing in front of the patio door. He had the curtain drawn slightly open and

was leaning with one arm against the door jamb. He just stood their stoically,

gazing at something she couldn't identify. She crept up stealthily behind him,

managing complete silence in a silent room, before she stood right behind him.

He gave a frightful jump and half gasp as she slid her arms around his waist.

She kissed him and smiled causing him to smile in turn. She leaned into him and

dropped her head over his shoulder as he leaned back against her and reached a

hand back to lightly scratch her neck.

"I'm sorry if I'm keeping you

cooped; you don't have to become a hermit on account of me. Go out and enjoy

the world." She said bringing them into contact with each other.

"No, no; it's not that."

"Then what are you trying to burn

holes in by staring at?" she whispered in his ear as she licked it playfully;

he shivered in response.

"The sunset...it's beautiful." He

replied, not taking his eyes off the scene outdoors. "I-I've never really seen

one with my own eyes...it's so much more breathtaking than I've ever seen it

before...thank you so much, dear heart." She responded by just hugging him

closer, rubbing her snout against the side of his neck and inhaling his scent

as she absorbed the warmth and tenderness he radiated.

They stood there for some time,

watching the last fingertips of daylight fade into darkness. The cloud cover

had burned off during the day and the sky came alight with the twinkle of

billions of stars and a half moon. They just stood there, Jason enjoying

An'karra's embrace and An'karra clinging to Jason; wrapping her wings around him.

They probably could've stood there for hours in the silence, but a noise broke

calm. It was odd at first; a bubbly, rumbling sound. Then it grew more audible.

It took Jason a moment to realize that it was her stomach. He looked down at

her, her eyes opened from there half lidded position and looked up at him;

edges of her lips curving up in a half grin, half smile.

"Hungry?" She asked grinning.

"I know you are."

"Ah, yes; but for what?" She said

and quirked her left eye ridge at him. He chuckled and she let him go as he

started to walk towards the kitchen.

"What do you feel like?"

"Kind of sore from last night and

this morning," She replied, poking her abdomen; and fun of him.

"What do you feel like, food wise." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh, I'd have to say like a fresh

soufflé; all warm and gooey on the inside." She said casual, smiling inwardly

as she played with him. He pursed his lips in a half pout, half smile, picked

up a jar with feigned frustration and cocked his arm back, aiming at her. She

just started to laugh.

Jason ended up cooking the roast

from the previous day and making fajitas. After the food had been put away and

the dishes done, they curled up in Jason's bed; sitting upright against the

headboard.

"Mmm, that was delicious." She

murred as she rubbed her head under his chin.

"Prime rib makes that best fajitas;

that's a medical fact." He joked as he stroked her hair on her neck.

"I have no idea how I put that all

away. I couldn't fit another bite, I'm so stuffed."

"Oh, I know one thing I could still

stuff you with..." he hinted as he leaned his head against hers.

"Not if you keep using bad puns like that

one." She giggled.

"Oh, but you can?" He asked

indignantly and she just nodded and smirked in response.

They ended up watching movies on

the screen across from the bed; just letting their food settle and holding each

other. Jason was halfway through Equilibrium when he noticed that An'karra was

fast asleep. She hadn't moved since they'd first lied down; staying curled

around his right side much like she had been that morning. His arm was cupped

behind her; her head was against his chest. He lowered the volume, then turned

off the screen and was trying to slink down off the head board when An'karra

began to stir. She affectionately rubbed her snout under his chin and gave a

whisper of a purr.

"Jason?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm tired. Would you mind if we

saved my 'exercise' for tomorrow?"

"Mind? Not at all," he said as he

tenderly kissed her forehead. "In fact, I was gonna just let you sleep; but you

had to foil my plans and wake up." He kissed her on the forehead

affectionately. "You're still not one-hundred percent and you're probably

feeling that you're stretched pretty thin."

"Mmm, yes." She mumbled as she

started to fall back into her slumber; her eye lids growing heavy. She'd slept

for most of the day and still felt fatigued. Jason turned the lights off with

the remote that sat on the nightstand on his side. "One more thing." She

mumbled.

"Hmm?"

"Would you mind...holding me like

this for the night; at least until I'm asleep? You're so comfortable...so warm..."

He just gave her another kiss on the forehead and scratched between her horns

as she gave one final purr and went to sleep.

Jason awoke the next morning to an

empty bed. The house was completely silent, no noise from the kitchen, bathroom

or downstairs. Further exploration revealed that the house contained only one

occupant. Silence and darkness reigned throughout the house.

Jason felt dropped, heartbroken.

Had she left? Really just thanked him with one day and left? He flopped

dejectedly onto the couch. That's when he saw the note stuck to the fridge. He

stopped himself from getting up. Should he read it? Was it a sorry note for

leaving? Or would it just make fun of him. He had to know; so he convinced himself

to get up and read it. _Please of please

don't be a Dear John._

He mused.

Flipping on the kitchen light, he

plucked off the note:

Out

stretching my wings;

will be back.

He smiled, his shoulders sagged

with a sigh and he relaxed. He was so insecure--he always had been--and she knew

it. She'd even underlined the 'will be back' part twice. He chuckled to

himself; God, he was so lucky. They had spent a little over a day together and

she already knew about and how to deal with his insecurities. She knew about his

whole life, like she'd known him all his life. She technically did or so she'd

told him over dinner; from reading his life's memories. He folded the note and

tossed it on the counter and chuckled to himself. He'd been all giddy the past

two days; he couldn't describe it. Was this love? Could it really happen so

fast? He'd always believed that true love did. So was it wrong to let her know

how he felt? Even if it turned out to be pure, would it be enough to make her

stay?

An'karra flapped mightily, wings

cupping massive volumes of air as she gained altitude and speed. She crested a

ledge and dropped to the deck, picking up as much speed as she could. The wind

rushed past her ears, her hair fell flat against her back. She'd missed this,

only bed stricken a few days, but she felt empty without it. Hugging the land,

she flew over the rolling hills and entered a large meadow.

The long grass whipped in her wake,

tickling her belly. Flaring her wings, she slowed coming up to a hill and

landed. She grunted a bit with strain as her weakened legs took the brunt of

her landing; they had been reduced for material needed to heal her as well as

atrophying during her time loafing about the house. She found a downed log and

rested her taught muscles. _I'm so lucky s_he

thought as she looked at the beauty that surrounded her. She had almost lost

it; ironically almost killed by it. An affinity for nature was kind of scripted

into her blood and here she was; back in the thick of it and enjoying every

moment of fresh air.

A wind crossed the meadow and

cooled the sweat beading on her head and back of her neck. She shivered a bit

in its soothing embrace and listened to it as it rushed over the land and

through the trees. It was so lovely here, but she had to return home soon; her

home. Yesterday was the first time she'd thoroughly enjoyed herself in several

centuries. She reflected on it as the wind continued to dry her sweat. Jason

was one in a billion, possibly several billion; she was sure of that, but what

was she going to do about it? Part of her was falling head over heels in love

for him, just after knowing him for one or two days! The other part of

however...wasn't sure she was ready to love again; wasn't sure if she could love again.

Era'kanath had been one in several

billion as well. Strong, smart, funny and caring; and all the other good words

in the dictionary. She had been climbing in a valley north of her home city

when she grabbed a loose rock and tumbled to the base, breaking her wing and a

leg. He had been on a vacation, camping in the forest when he'd found her. He'd

stopped the bleeding and carried her back to the city for proper medical

attention. A two day flight at least; which he had flown nonstop with her in

his arms; over burdening his wings and muscles and tearing tissue in several

places.

He had saved her life that day; and

they never separated after that. It wasn't that she wasn't clumsy or anything,

just unlucky. After recovering, they instantly fell for one another and for 116

years they loved and made love to each other; right up to his death. Tears

appeared and streamed down her cheeks unchallenged. She continued to sob

uncontrollably.

He had been too damn helpful, passing a burning apartment complex on the way

home. Seeing others just gathering around, waiting for emergency services, and

hearing screams from inside; he rushed in without a second thought. He managed

to save six others; six who were trapped by debris, unconscious or too young to

save themselves. He went back in just as firefighters arrived on scene and

never made it back out.

After the fire was out, they found

him in the basement under a massive amount of debris; concrete pillars and

floor plates. The basement was untouched by the fire; it was obvious that he

had fallen through. A body of charred flesh and broken bones was uncovered,

curled protectively around another form...a little girl; still alive. He was the

only casualty in that fire; he'd heroically saved seven others by sacrificing

his life.

It easily made the news. He was

honored as a national hero and was given a funeral as such; awards and all.

Thousands came by to pay their respects. Their friends rallied around her and

gave her everything they could. Needless to say it had been tough for her. She

was close to killing herself when she was convinced by her close friends that

Era would've wanted her to go on. It took her years to agree with that; and she

never started looking for a replacement; how could she?

For the past 247 years, she'd

slowly rebuilt her life with the help of her friends. Had gotten a job, a new

home and tried to enjoy life as she once had. She learned to love her friends,

but never used that love she'd had once; until now. She felt something with

Jason; something had been cold a long time, dormant. He was as selfless as Era

had been; kind and considerate. He made her laugh--something few had been able

to make her do in the past centuries--made not just content, but actually happy.

Last night had been the first night in centuries that she had fallen asleep in

loving arms.

Was she rushing into things?

Knowing him for so little. Well, she technically had known him for all his

life. She had seen everything he'd ever done; his own share of heroics. Not

jumping into a flaming building, but just as noble. He dove into a canal to

rescue a driver who'd taken a plunge. That alone was enough for her to

seriously take a mental step back and honor him. But volunteering, changing

flat tires, groceries and the like were common for him. If there was ever going

to be another love in her life, this was probably it. The question she now

faced: was she ready to move on; to find another mate? She'd had the occasional

male partner--a close friend--to help her though her heat; but never a lover.

That had changed that first night with Jason. She felt something for him that

she'd only felt once before in her life. An inexplicable attraction to him that

made her want to revive her old feelings. Some would say she was moving too

fast, but love was a feeling from the gut, intuition; and she was going to act

on it. So her answer could only be...

"I love him..." she said to herself.

She knew his entire life, but he knew nothing about her. Would he feel the same

way? He would need more time to come up with an answer. Or would she scare him

away? She should hold off for at least little longer, let them get more

accustomed to each other. She got up off the log and ran off the top of the

hill, wings snapping open as she leapt into the air and making a powerful first

down stroke. She made it back up over the mountains and prepared to cross the

long distance back to Jason...back into loving arms. She closed her eyes, wings

taking over her flight on pure intuition.

_Era'kanath,

my dear heart...I will never forget you--never stop loving you; but he makes me

feel the same way that you did, something I lost and now have a chance to

regain; and I can't let that pass. I know that you'd understand. You will be a

part of me forever, my love._

She

prayed in her mind to her mate as she often did. The passing wind dried her

tears and new ones came; tears of joy. For years, her friends had told her that

Era'kanath would want her to be happy, no matter who it was with; that was the

nature of true love. Now, it was time for her to agree.

Jason was in the kitchen preparing

himself a sandwich when he heard the backdoor open and shut quietly. He wiped

his hands; picking up the plate he walked over to meet An'karra coming up the

steps.

"Hungry?" He asked, holding the

plate out to her and greeting her with a smile.

"Ooo, thank you," she said cresting

the steps, kissing him as she past him towards the couch. Sitting down, she

dabbed sweat off her brow and took a large chunk out of her half of sandwich.

She stretched her sore legs and rubbed a fatigued shoulder, popping the lazy

joints. Setting the plate on the lamp table, Jason joined her on the couch.

Nodding for her to face the window, he started to massage her taught neck and

shoulders.

"Mmm, thank you dear," she moaned.

"Hmm, you're good at that." He just shushed her to relax and kept kneading the

base of her neck. "Oh yeah, right there." She leaned into his articulate

fingers. "You're being awfully quiet..." He just hmphed and continued to massage

her. Her tension drained with the emotional maelstrom she'd experienced on her

excursion and flowed into the silent room.

"So where'd you go?" he finally

broke the silence after several minute of her purring.

"Northwest of here. Through the

mountains and over the lowlands." She paused a moment and smiled. "You thought

I went home, didn't you?" Jason's hands stopped for a moment.

"Yes." He whispered. "Then I found

your note." She put her hand on her shoulder, on top of his. Pulling it across

her chest, she leaned back against him and made him hug her. She leaned her

head back over his shoulder while he leaned down and kissed her neck. Her sweet

scent wafted into his nostrils, mixed with the sweat of her exercise.

"I'm not just going to pick up and

leave you." _Was now the time? Maybe a

little longer...he's not ready._

"You could you know, and I wouldn't

be able to stop you." _But I could hope

like hell that I could give you a reason that would do the trick. But would it

be enough for her?_

"No, I couldn't. I owe you

everything and more."

"No, you don't owe me anything. I'm

the one that owe--you know what?" he smiled. "Why don't we just drop the tab

keeping?"

"Mmm, I'll agree to that...but I

still owe you," she giggled. They kissed and she let a long sigh escape.

"Still tired?" he asked, arms still

wrapped around her.

"A bit; I might have pushed a

little too hard." He tsked and she responded with a nuzzle of his cheek.

"Well, come watch the sunset with

me and rest, then."

"That sounds lovely..." she said as

fatigue took over her muscles and mind. Jason shrugged out of her and started

to pick her up off the couch. Hey! I can walk!" she cried indignantly; he

kissed her to silence.

"I'm letting you rest," he smiled

affectionately at her. "Now don't shake or I'll drop you." he carried her to

the end of the hallway on the end of the kitchen that ended with a staircase

that led up to the roof. She'd never been here before and was pleasantly

surprised to find it lead to another room on the roof.

It was like an observatory of some

sort. There were some lawn recliners, a table and workbench. There was also a

very expensive looking telescope hooked up to another computer. One wall was

all windows, facing the rapidly setting sun. He gently placed her on one of the

recliner and scooted the other over beside her.

"Can I get you anything? Drink?

Another sandwich?" she just grabbed his hand delicately in hers.

"Hmm, no dear; I'm fine." He sat on

the other chair, mimicking her recumbent position.

"Oh, don't worry about the windows;

they're one way." She just smiled with her eyes closed.

"I didn't think that you'd bring me

up here if it wasn't safe." She patted his hand before releasing it and

settling in for a relaxing couple of hours.

The sun lowered in the horizon,

coloring altering from gold to orange. They just laid there, watching the sun

say goodbye to the world. She eventually transferred to his cot and curled up

on him.

"It's so beautiful," she murmured

near the end.

"Uh huh," he replied, stroking her

neck. "At this time of the year, its just like autumn, and those are the best

times; they bring out the best colors." He sighed with content. "An autumn

sunset; it reminds me of you...you, you are my autumn sunset." She bolted

upright, startling him.

"What?" she spurted.

"I just said you remind me of an

autumn sunset," he said, baffled, "I meant no harm by it. I promise I won't use

it again," he said apologetically.

"No...its okay. It sounds good coming

from you." He restrained from pushing further, from alienating her more and

they just went back to their original position. Purple started to take over the

sky and they happily fell asleep in each other's arms.

Jason was brought out of his

slumber by the most pleasureful sensation coming from his crotch. He opened his

eyes and found An'karra running her long tongue up and down his already stiff

shaft; grinning at him. She'd miraculously been able to completely undress him

in his sleep! She was nude as well and shown gloriously under the light of a

full moon that seeped in through the ceiling windows.

"You were obviously dreaming of

something interesting...mind telling me what it was." She added another lick,

pausing at the head.

"I'd think that I'd rather show

you..." She grinned and took his member into her maw, wrapping her tongue around

it and applying heavy suction. She skillfully pivoted on his shaft--not letting

go--and positioned her slit above his head; ushering him onward. He bent upwards

and gave it a long lick before her inserted a finger. She was already dripping

on him as he started his entry into her warm confines.

He aroused her further for several

minutes before he probed his tongue back into her tailhole. She let loose a

moan around his cock and lost her rhythm with the pleasure; her leg even

spasming and flailing to one side. She responded by licking his pee hole as she

fondled his balls; eliciting a moan from him in return. They remained like this

for a while, drawing out the pleasure; nothing but slurping, moaning and other

wet noises filling the room with their musk.

Jason decided to go first and

picked up his speed, pumping his hands furiously in concert with his tongue.

An'karra took her cue and mimicked him, head bobbing at a feverish pace. She

screamed around the meat in her mouth and shoved her pussy against his face,

trying to get as much of his tongue and fingers as possible. Jason drank as

much of her sweetness as possible, grunting through the liquid as he shot his

seed into An'karra's mouth.

They drank deeply of each other for

a long time, panting for air when they separated. An'karra spun around and

proceeded to lick Jason's face clean before locking lips and exchanging fluids.

She positioned her slit above his shaft and he guided her down onto him. A loud

moan escaped them both as he impaled her deeply. She didn't pause this time,

and immediately rose again and started the pleasureful motion. Jason kept his

hand on her hips, pistoning her on him as she kneaded her breasts. She wrapped

her tail around his leg as they picked up speed, leaning over him and resting

on his shoulders so she could help him make her move faster.

"Oh, Jason..." She moaned through

clenched teeth, biting her lip; trying to hold out against the pleasure as long

as she could, giving Jason as much as she could in return for his contribution.

"Faster..." her murring ushered him on and he picked up speed. The recliner was

shaking frantically, ready to fall apart under the onslaught of the ecstasy

occurring above it. Jason held on with all his might, determined to make her

release first. He was rewarded with her roar as she arched her back to an

almost ridiculous angle and squeezed his shaft mightily with her inner muscles.

"OH YES--JASON!" she cried into the

air as she reached down to grind her clit against his cock. He joined in and

slammed her down as far as he could and released his load deep into her molten

core. She leaned down and they locked into a passionate kiss as they rode the

rest of their climaxes. They stayed like this for a while, the passion a never

ending circle between them.

An'karra's legs eventually gave out

and she collapsed on top of him. They broke apart and she laid her head across

his chest, nuzzling his chin and purring the way she knew he liked it. They

continued to breathe heavily as they pulled each other close; sharing their

sated lust afterglow of love. It was a while before either of them spoke. They

just sat their, fondling one another affectionately.

"If only we were outside; it's such

a beautiful night...to sleep under the stars." She murmured, lethargy quickly

overtaking her. Jason just smiled the way he did while he reached over to the

table by them and pressed a button on the remote that sat atop it. There was a

low whirring of motors and a slit appeared in the ceiling. It widened and the

two halves of the roof peeled back to reveal the whole night sky.

"Your wish is my command..." he

whispered as she grew wide-eyed, watching the roof settle into its open

position. She resumed her purring and nuzzling and he hugged her close,

inhaling as much of her intoxicating scent as he could. Several moments of

silence passed between them before a whisper emerged from one of them:

"I love you..."

A/N: Who said it first?