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Space. It's really quite big. Stop and think; then you can realise how truly insignificant you are. Such thoughts could easily drive a person mad. Or maybe they won't, it depends. But, the point being, you can't see all of it. Even if you had all of eternity. To those who live on the Earth, it's mystifying. So illusive, yet right there in front of you. To those in space? It's different. It's merely an environment. Nothing special. Hell, it's even a little boring; all that nothingness...

"Except when things go wrong..." A young girl muttered as she stares out the observation window. She sighed, watching a team in bulky white suits scrambling around in the zero gravity to patch the hole in the fuel tank. Looking at the engines, you would think you had fallen into a sci-fi movie. They were huge. Capable of giving hundreds of tonnes of thrust at a moment's notice. Of course, that amount of power was never used unless an emergency came up. A great glob of the booster's fuel splattered over the hyper-tough glass. She had to cover her mouth to keep uncontrollable giggles at bay. It was so lewd, if you were in the right frame of mind; the great metal tool spilling it's jizz. She felt the wave of girlishness pass and fell to scratching her arm. Her fingers met metal instead of skin. She sighed. The limb that had been surgically attached after her accident itched like crazy. But she couldn't do anything about it. It was going to drive her mad. She thought of her sanity and scoffed "Yeah, great loss..." She giggled and looked at her reflection in the window. She smiled. Still not looking a day over ten, even though she was at least thirteen or older... Time was so hard to track out in the middle of nowhere that she often couldn't say what her own age was. She thought back. No, she hadn't even had a period yet... thirteen? Ah, well... It will still be fun to get outrageously drunk, fuck a random guy and get pregnant. Weird really... She had always wanted kids... even though she probably wasn't even capable of having any yet. Maybe it had to do with the way she thought about herself... She giggled again, inspecting herself. Her perfectly straight, elbow length hair was just right. Especially with it's deep black contrasting against her nearly-tan skin. Her eyes held that cute innocent look in their orange rings. Cute. That pretty much summed her up from head to foot. It was just right to her. Looking down her back with slight strain on her neck's part, she peered at her sexy little ass. It had been hard to get her bum to get the right curves... but it was worth it. She knew that she could get any guy under twenty on the ship to tent their trousers and drool by just walking past... adding a nice little bit of swaying of course.

"Mia?"

She glanced to the right. It was the ship's doctor. A nice, handsome man with brown hair, just coming to the end of his twenties. She smiled "Hi, Doc. What's up?"

'Doc', as everyone called him these days, joined her observation of the galaxy "You're thirteen this week, correct?"

"Yup. Why... are you looking forwards to getting between my legs?" She stuck her tongue out, his face turning a deep red. The population on the ship was incredibly important... and it was starting to become slightly too low. So everyone had the go ahead in their respective relationships. But, those that were too young to have sex, or just don't want to, were compelled to visit the miniature hospital wing on level six to 'donate' their eggs. Of course, men had to donate sperm even if they are already involved with someone, seeing how easy and non-invasive it is for them.

"Mia, please, you're far too young to act like that. Not everyone are as kind as me and your father... We don't want to see someone taking advantage of you."

"Sorry..." She grinned a little, stepping closer "But, you know... because you're nice..."

"No. I can't. You know that."

"No, no, I don't mean that, Doc." She giggled, her side now touching his "I know you won't take me even if I beg... but I'm sure you have nothing against some oral fun..."

"Well... I..." She slid a hand up his inner thigh "Mia, you know I can't do that either... Your father trusts me..."

She could hear that his normally solid will was wavering. If she had known that oral sex was such a turn on for him, she would have offered long ago! "Please...?" She looked up at him, licking her lips "You know you'll like it..."

"..."

She slowly tugged the front of his trousers down, exposing his limp meat to the air "Ohh, no undies? I didn't have you down as the 'go commando' type, Doc..." Leaving one hand holding the pale green fabric down by the elastic waist, she ran her free fingers through the hair surrounding what she wanted.

"Mia, don't..." He gasped.

"Come on... how long has it been since you had some? Two years now?" She ran a finger up the smooth underside of his cock, causing it to start erecting "Hmm, let's see how big you are then..." His breathing sped up as she repeated the stroke, bending down to put her face close to it. The smell wasn't bad, so she put her lips in contact with the expanding head. He flinched. It took no more than a second for him to get to full size... she was a little disappointed; he was just under six inches. Oh well, choosers will be beggars. She darted forwards with her head, closing her teeth on his base lightly. He flinched again.

"This is navigation officer Raynard; we have contact! Two ships of unknown origin within visual range! Jump to, people!"

"M-M-Mia, I have to go-"

She pulled her face away from his penis, sucking along the length for effect, and stood straight "Okay, I get it." She winked "Later then?"

"Uh... s-sure..."

"Divert all weapon energy to the rear shield matrix!"

"Affirmative."

Scarr gritted his teeth as he tightened his claw into a fist, the small glove's electronics responding, the engines giving a hard boost. A missile screamed past his ship, missing by mere inches.

There was a jolt of force from above "Upper matrix overloaded, shields-"

"Shut up!" He roared, his onboard computer complying almost instantly. He pulled his fist back, raising it higher sharply. His Warbird obeyed, jumping upwards while rearing up "Full power to forward cannons, disable collision avoidance system!" He kept his claw in that position for only a moment before pushing forwards again, levelling out his flight path.

"Unknown vessel detected; grade A armour, minimal weapons, Resonance shields."

"Contact them with audio only!" He grinned at his good fortune "And give me a waypoint to them!"

"Connection established... and accepted."

An arrow appeared on his HUD, pointing to the right. He jerked his claw in that direction, the G-force from the resulting realignment almost throwing him from the hard chair he occupied "This is Scarr, owner of Warbird, I need assistance, over!"

A ringing thud echoed against his ship's hull as he got a response, a voice heavy with either age or stress "This is the Hermes, we cannot become involved in any dispute you may have, change your course from us-" The transmission cut as a bright matter beam tore through the large ship's communications array.

"Fuck!"

"All hands to stations! One of the unidentified ships has opened fire on us! Communications are down!"

Mia scurried out of the elevator, taking a position behind a row of consoles that a woman was manipulating franticly.

"Our shields aren't responding! I think that hit may have ionized them!"

"Fire all gravity emitters! Calibrate them for maximum range and mass!"

"Aye! Returning fire!"

The whole ship gave a strong shudder, forcing her to grab the wall.

"No effect! They must have inertial dampening of some kind!"

Mia shut out the people babbling around her and focused on the tiny ship that was also under attack. She looked over the statistical readouts displayed next to it and gasped softly. It's engines were delivering almost four thousand tonnes of thrust! An idea surfaced and she hurried to another console set into a large counter. The engine controls. No one was authorised to even touch these because of the limited amount of fuel the ship possessed, but she was confident that whoever, or whatever, was on that ship would be highly grateful for assistance... and willing to help them in return. She wasn't noticed at all as she rushed to program in a course of action for the computer to take. It took no more than a minute. Dull thuds echoed as the ship was relentlessly struck by weapon fire. She grinned impishly and hit the command to execute the program.

"What the-... Our engines are firing up!"

Mia was already away from the engine controls, hiding her amusement well "That's bad... right...?" She whispered to the lady she was standing next to. She didn't get a reply as everyone grabbed hold of something solid, a heavy pulse of raw force rattling everyone's bones. The ship turned to directly face the enemy before the boosters kicked in. Hard. Everyone without a firm grip were felled as the ship lurched forwards, an alarm warning of imminent collision.

Scarr jumped in his seat as the newcomer finally made a noticeable aggressive move.... and what a move it was! With it's engines on full burn, it raced at the slower cruiser attacking him. It tried to avoid the impact, and only just succeeded. But, that respite was short as dozens of large mechanical claws drove into it's hull. Both ships were sent tumbling in space by the inertia. He squinted, carefully moving in an orbit to keep the corvette in sight "Zoom in by a factor of twelve." The computer did so. He grinned. There was some sort of weapon hammering the enemy's hull, deforming it; valuable air bleeding into space.

The weapons of the military craft stopped firing "Enemy weapons are offline; generator destroyed."

"Yes!" He nearly jumped up. A perfect victory! Even if their shields had been disabled at the beginning of the short fight! Well... he owed them his life now... whatever happened next, he was honour bound to assist them in any way possible "Okay... Turn the auto pilot on and keep a relative position to the Hermes; at hundred meters distance on the vertical axis only, and match shield harmonics to theirs."

"Processing... Complete."

"Mia? What are you doing here?"

Mia jumped "Oh crap... busted..."

"Yes, very."

Her face flushed slightly as she turned to face her father. He was a lean man, in good health, with a face and voice that could make any girl swoon. At least, that's what she thought. He sighed, stepping into the elevator and selecting the Wing, as the little medical bay was called, from a list on the wall. The doors closed "Mia, I don't want you to come up here anymore. It doesn't reflect on my parenting skills well."

"What parenting skills?" She asked innocently.

He laughed "I'm serious, Mia. Don't force me to ground you."

She giggled, leaning against her Dad "Okay, daddy, I'll keep away from the bridge. I promise."

"Mia, you know not to make promised you won't keep." He cuddled his daughter, smiling in dual amusement and happiness.

She blushed as she looked up at him, a thought going through her head. Incest was just icky, she thought... but she had to admit that she did feel a perverse desire.

"Hermes, I can see your communications array has been repaired. That was a very good tactical attack you made."

"Yes..."

Scarr relaxed in his seat, chewing on a red meat cube from his rations "Do you have video transmission capability?"

"We do. Sending feed now."

The screen on the right of the main cockpit window became blank as the computer processed whatever compression they were using before showing the bridge of the Hermes. He blinked hard "Whoa, humans!" He relayed his own video stream back using the same codec "I am Scarr, of the Hetramon species."

"... you know of our race already?" The human in front, the only one not busy with something, leaned forwards slightly, lightly frowning.

"It's hard to miss you with all the radio transmissions literally screaming in everyone's ears. On a more important matter; you may well have just saved my life. In my culture, that mans I am honour bound to assist you in any way I can."

"Really?"

He rolled his eyes "Yes."

"Well... that attack has drained our fuel to a dangerously low level. Do you know of any sources of hydrogen isotopes nearby?"

"No. The nearest source of that is at least four to six light years away, depending on just how fast that rogue moon is travelling."

"Shit..."

"My ship is equipped with salvage equipment; I can tow you easily."

"... That's good. What is your engine output?"

"In a measurement that you can understand... the maximum forwards thrust is approximately six thousand tonnes. Theoretically, I can get this to twenty thousand without doing permanent damage to my systems."

The crew on the Hermes whispered excitedly among themselves "That sound great. Thanks, Scarr."

"It is no problem. However, I need repairs... is it fine with you if I dock?"

"Go ahead. Bay two is free at the moment."

"Thank you."

"Well, that went extremely well..." Scarr said to himself, smiling "I had heard that all humans were greedy creatures..."

"Air pressure is ninety percent below, density is optimal, mix is two percent richer in oxygen."

"Ah, good." He stood, looking out at the two... no, three, there was a female with them. His window was tinted to make it impossible to look in, so he freely eyed her. She was small, probably young. His tongue flicked. She was like a ripe fruit for the picking... but that was no way to behave. He grinned, checking to make sure he hadn't embarrassingly erected "Right, pop the hatch." There was a barely audible hiss as air rushed out of the cabin, followed by a hint of dizziness as he got used to the new pressure. He shook his head, and looked at the female again. He gave a quick pelvic thrust in her direction, displaying his desire while they couldn't see "I just need a good excuse..." How he hated his weak will.

"It's okay to be scared, Mia, but it's just different, okay?"

"Yes, daddy." Mia said, looking up at her father with affection. This is one of the things she had always dreamed of... meeting an alien... it was one of those things that would never cease to inspire wonder in her. A hiss made her jump "Is it coming out now?" She said excitedly, looking at the strange, serpent-like craft. It obviously 'swam' through space, it's body undulating as the thrusters within the thirty meter craft delivered all that power... astounding technology, certainly... She looked at a hatch as it literally popped from the hull, clanging on the floor. What she saw next... "Wow..." She stared at the creature. It was humanoid, light yellow scales completely covering it's body from the tip of it's snout to the very end of it's clawed hands and feet. A tail lashed behind it hypnotically...

"Human." It bowed it's head slightly, speaking in a strongly male voice as it's eyes met Mia's for the briefest of moments.

She suddenly felt weak, but managed to keep herself standing. That instant of a glance was so... she couldn't find a word. The one thing she could name was the emotion his silvery eyes conveyed. Naked lust. It was almost like a sledgehammer striking her gut. She didn't need to see a mirror to know that she had returned the emotion with her own eyes in that same moment. The captain, an old man with grey hair and a slowly decaying physique, nodded in response "Scarr. Welcome to the Hermes."

It was surprising that he knew their language, and that he could speak it perfectly with that... oh so sexy muzzle. She blushed a little at the tag she had put to his face. His body... it was incredible. His muscles looked about ready to burst from his flesh with raw strength! And the way it all flowed beneath his hide nudged her powerful attraction into infatuation. Judging by how he had looked at her, he was attracted too. It took her a moment to notice that he wasn't wearing anything at all. Her face flamed as she peeked downwards, looking between his fully lizard-like legs. There was nothing there. She blinked a little as she looked away. Maybe his genitals retracted into his body or something... she was brought out of her day dream by the sound of air flowing through a small opening. He was smelling the air? "Would it be fine if I greet you by my own custom?" He said.

"You can." The captain replied.

Mia watched, fascinated, as the reptilian Scarr stepped up to their leader, took his shoulders in his fairly large hands and spoke while looking directly into the elderly man's face "Hissh-tan." He let go and stepped back a little, smiling. He repeated it with her father, and then it was her turn. He did this differently. His hand lightly brushed her forehead "Hissh-ame." She didn't know what he said, but she blushed nevertheless.

"What do those words mean, Scarr?" She asked him quietly.

"Hissh-tan roughly translates to 'greetings lesser creature'. I don't mean to offend, but I am far stronger then you; it's traditional."

"No offence taken." Her father grinned "What about the one you used with my daughter?"

"Hissh-ame is similar to the greeting I used with you. Except that I referred to her as 'young female'. There is more to that specific greeting but you may be offended, regardless of my intentions."

Mia looked up at him, almost swooning at how close he was "I-I wouldn't mine..." She silently cursed how timid she had sounded...

"No objections?"

Her father didn't reply immediately. She was beginning to fear that he would say no when he finally said something "None."

She had trouble keeping her breathing steady as he knelt down and moved his muzzle to just before her ear and inhaled briefly. Was he checking her scent? Whatever he was doing, it was rapidly making her flustered. Next, he pulled his muzzle back and regarded her face, which felt like it was on fire. She stared back unblinkingly for what seemed to be several seconds... no, minutes. Although, in reality, it was but a moment; not even half a second. Next; to her mixed emotions of surprise, revulsion and glee, his head tilted forwards to let the end of his muzzle touch her lips. He then stood back up, smiling "Hissh-ame, baki-se-i."

Mia's dad made a slight sound. She was blushing hard as she swatted the back of her father's arm, whispering "Cool off, it's just a greeting, dad..."

"I really do apologise if that was offensive... and I think it was." Scar laughed.

"Right, right, don't start a fight..." Haime, the captain, said with a grin as he held onto her father's shoulder.

She couldn't help giggling as she watched the look of utter outrage on her fathers face fade "Sorry..." He said, glancing at her anxiously.

Mia was smiling as she asked "What was that you said to me?"

"... ah..." The aliens face began turning red. She grinned up at him, her questioning gaze unrelenting until he laughed, looking at her father "If the actions of that greeting angered you, what I actually said will drive you mad."

"... Then I refuse to listen." Mia's parent muttered, walking back into the main body of the ship via an airlock.

Scarr couldn't stop grinning. It was ridiculous how the human social structure worked... "What I said is for the girl to know only, it's impolite to share it." He told the captain of the Hermes.

"I understand." The elderly human replied, smiling. But he added something in a whisper "I am not blind, Scarr, don't try anything."

Scarr whipped his tail behind him irritably "I am not considering anything of the sort. But I can recognise talents easily, and she seems to have a few."

"I'll be watching through the security system."

He watched the human turn and leave. He had told the truth; while he certainly desired a good fuck, he wouldn't give in to the urge and shatter his honour. Besides...she did have talents worth exploring. He grinned down at the little female "You can't share what I'm about to say with anyone. In my culture, I will have to kill those you tell to preserve my honour."

Her red face blinked back at him "O-Okay..."

Scarr knelt back down to repeat the greeting, smelling her scent. As he had sensed before, her smell was sweet, like fruit, overlaid by a soft female musk that gave away her fertility. He remained like that for longer than before, getting a fuller scent so that he would be able to track her. A suspicious motive, maybe, but a socially important one for his race. His head came back to allow him to gaze into her eyes, memorizing the shape and colour of the coloured ring. Another socially important point; many of his species shed their skin regularly and, more often than not, their colour changed dramatically with every shedding. Then he kissed her, flicking his tongue into her mouth briefly to taste her. He held this for longer than last time as well. Then he stood, looking down at the now anxious and, according to the smell emanating from her, very aroused female human "Greetings; young, sexy female..."

"What?" She was blushing so hard...

"That's what 'baki-se-i' means."

"Well..." She smiled through her embarrassment "It's Hissh-..."

"Tai." He kept his eyes on her. She had a strong character... and, by the way she stood... she would obviously defend herself against any opponent.

She giggled, unconsciously flicking a hair from her cheek "Hissh-tai; baki-se-i, to you too."

He blinked "What?" She couldn't have just returned that, knowing what it meant...

"I-... I think you're sexy too... My name's Mia."

He stared down at her. He wanted to mate her; here, now, uncaring of consequences as it should be. But that would alienate him from the humans. He couldn't afford that "Mia? That is a name I haven't hear before. Does it mean anything?"

"No." She stepped slightly closer.

"I see..." Scarr let a slow grin creep onto his muzzle. A test of her reflexes and strength was in order. If he was reading her correctly, she could be a warrior of no small skill. Although, he couldn't fool himself, he was just finding a way to deflect his attention away from how receptive she would be to his hard cock diving deep into her... He pushed aside that thought and whipped his claw towards her. She let out a high pitched cry and raised one of her arms quickly. The blow, although fast, did not have any force behind it, and simply bounced off her soft arm. He smiled "As I thought."

"What are you doing!?" She shouted at him.

"Relax, I'm jut testing a suspicion."

"... what sort of suspicion?"

"I have the ability to spot talent, Mia. What I can see here, is a capacity for fighting. You reacted instinctively, and intercepted the blow efficiently."

"... I did?"

Scarr lowered his arm, folding it across his other "Yes. I believe that you can be an apt warrior with some direction. You also seem to have a quick, tactical mind. Such a combination is perfect for you to be an assassin. On top of that, your hands are always in control, steady. That ability is valued in pilots and gunners. Plus... if I read you right..." He leaned to her and whispered "You like sex."

Mia was looking at him in awe now "You know all that from just now? In less than ten minutes?"

"Yes. The signs of natural talents are constantly being displayed... and, the last one... you're aroused."

"H-How do you know that...?"

He extended a hand and touched her shoulder, running his claws over her soft skin, which was exposed by the sleeveless pink top she wore. She shivered "I can smell it."

"Ohh..."

"You want me to do that again?" He grinned, lusty thoughts beginning to surface.

"Yes, please... it feels... good." She closed her eyes as he stroked down her arm again. She even moaned when he run the same claws back up " Very good..."

He stopped midway through the next upward rub "No."

"What?"

"Don't play stupid. If I continue that, something will certainly happen." He grinned "As much as we would enjoy it, your father would go mad."

She looked away from him "..." Scarr felt the suddenly cold atmosphere and sighed internally. What he would give to take advantage of this opportunity... "Scarr."

"Yes?"

"I've had enough of this." He blinked "I've approached nearly everyone on this ship, and been rejected because they're afraid of what my father may do. He's the soldier here, he can use almost any weapon; melee and ranged. He's deadly. But, you've showed up. You're the only one that doesn't give a damn about me being too young! No one understands that I know exactly what I want! And now you're backing off!? Even though you're clearly stronger than any human can possibly be!?"

He blinked again "I'm not backing off. I need assistance to repair my ship. If I do as you want, I'll have to fend for myself."

"No, no..." She shook her head "Our ship's fuel is almost completely gone from the tactical attack I programmed, and what was left was used up putting us back on course. You can do whatever you like! If you don't help us, we're all going to die!" he blinked for the third time "You see now!?"

"... Yes... perfectly..." There was nothing stopping him now... He allowed himself to growl "I can smell that you are a virgin... I'll be careful."

"Finally..." She breathed heavily, nearly tearing her top as she ripped it over her head and threw it away. The trousers she was wearing succumbed to a similar fate, joining her top "Fuck me..."

"My pleasure, baki-se-i ame-li." He moved fast, grasping her by her arms, pulling her to him. He was met with no resistance as he leaned onto her, kissing her in a bestial frenzy. She responded well, grabbing his arms to support herself, forcing her thick tongue past his teeth. He voiced no complaint, his own serpentine taster curling around hers. His hands, now free, tore the last thing between him and satisfaction, her muffled gasp seeming loud in the large bay.

"And mine, baki-se-i tai..." Mia panted.

Scarr felt pleasure at her usage of his own language. Not only that, but he was becoming erect with the sight of her naked flesh. He understood the human's need for clothes now, especially as he gazed at her mammalian breasts. They were small, but well formed regardless. It was undeniably attractive. His tongue flicked across her nipple, making her gasp. Sensitive flesh... that was all her body had... every inch he touched brought such reactions...

The moment was spoiled as the airlock opened with a slam that could have been heard on the other side of the Hermes "Take your hand off my daughter! NOW!!"

He grinned, lifting Mia against his body, her face gently pressed against his neck "No."

"No? NO!? GET AWAY FROM HER BEFORE I SHOOT YOU, LIZARD!!!"

"Dad..." Mia said. Quiet but clear "Do me a favour... and fuck off..."

Mia loved her father. She probably loved him more than a daughter normally would... but now... he was interrupting her pleasure... so she could feel nothing more than hate. She could feel her own arousal, wet and cloying. Scarr's dick, of unknown length and girth, rubbing on her lower stomach. His hands never in one place for long, touching, feeling, exploring every millimetre of her skin as she had dreamed many times. His neck, scales so smooth, pleasing to the touch. She nuzzled him, hands clasped behind him tightly as his long tongue gently lashed her nipples over and over. She felt something thin slide between her lower lips, caressing but not penetrating...

"Mia..."

She didn't care that her only family was watching. She moaned, pressing against Scarr. He growled his own pleasure, his throat rumbling strongly as her cheek rubbed against it. Her scalp's nerves detected the presence of a long muzzle as he responded to her father's being here with a lust clouded voice "Mia is an adult. Her body is active. And she wants this to happen. By my honour, I can't hurt her, but I can please her."

"But... Mia... she... please..."

Mia closed her eyes tight, hissing in pleasure as the tail between her legs worked it magic on her "I want him, dad... I want him in me... I don't want him to stop... Yes...! Don't stop!" She cried, squeezing hard, convulsing as the phallic representative teased her, enticed her, drew her out to drown her in pleasure she could have never achieved on her own. All that vanished, bliss tugging her mind to pieces as she climaxed powerfully, the hormones in her system spiking, causing a flash of chain lightning inside her cells, her every nerve ending sending pleasure in nuclear-fission intensity "OH-YES-OH-YES-OH-YES!!!" She chanted at a scream, every tiny spark of energy draining from her. She felt like she was floating... her voice fell to a whisper... then she went limp... breathing so hard... so exhausted... "Dad, I love this... h-... he's pleasing me so well... Oh, God, that was amazing..."

The only reply was that of the airlock closing... almost sadly in it's quietness...

Scarr held her relaxed body against him. Her warmth was incredible... it wasn't the white hot solar flare it had been a few seconds before, but still... He kept her held against him as her breathing slowed, becoming silent. She was so innocent, yet such a fireball of passion... ready to explode on any one person with love and lust without notice. Her heart was strong, he could feel it beating within her so intimately... was this love? He grinned a little, being gentle as he shifted her, laying her across his arms caringly. She had passed out... her naked body so appealing... He chuckled, touching his snout to her soft nose. He moved then, carrying her towards the hatch of his ship. It was only then that he revealed his power... caring too much to enter his craft with only the aid of his arms... he simply vanished from the bay, teleported smoothly into the cabin of his ship. He looked around, his eyes absorbing the details anew; the gentle black furs covering the flat walls of the small area behind the cockpit looking appealing to him, the odour of previous partners lingering... he kissed the unconscious human in his arms. She would be no less precious to him than his own life.

He sighed into the air "Lock the hatch... and blackout all light sources in here..."

The computer seemed to understand the need for silence. He sighed again as not a single photon was allowed access to the inside of his craft... the hatch making no noise as it locked, having been hefted back into place by the weak gravitational beam weapon he had installed for that purpose. There was nothing left to do now... he was careful to a fault as he laid her upon the furry carpet. She moaned quietly as he did, his hands leaving her sexual flesh for no more than a second as he lay behind her. He softly cuddled against her, spooning, and curled. His tail wrapped about her thigh. His head under hers.

In that perfect moment, he closed his eyes to commune with his spirit "Mia... when you wake... we shall make love..." He breathed deep "... for this moment... and hopefully the ensuing in turn... I love you..."