Chameleon: Nevada part 1 - Paradise
All stories including Tarma and his crew will now have Chameleon at the beginning of its title simply so you know what stories will include them and because the name of their ship is The Chameleon.
"Approach vector is good, setting her down," Wings calmly called out to the empty cockpit holding the control stick with both paws easing it towards his chest. He flipped one of the many switches and the landing feet extended retracting slightly as they touched down. Wings exhaled resting back in his chair a moment admiring his own work. Tarma opened the door and walked in presuming a position at the back of his pilot's chair.
"A smooth landing as always Pilot," he awarded him a praising comment drumming lightly on the back of his chair.
"Just doing what I do with what I got," he raised both his hands giving a grin. Tarma couldn't help but laugh along with his cocky pilot. He headed towards the ship wide intercom preparing himself to speak.
"Attention all crew, we are for once landing on a peaceful planet so we won't be needing anything others than ourselves. As this is a friendly zone and the first one we have crossed in a long time we may as well take a small holiday, but nobody get too comfortable," he announced with an unusual amount of happiness in his voice. He did not need to know what the crews reaction would be as he heard a collective cheer throughout the ship.
"A holiday Commander, somebody is in a generous mood," Wings swivelled around on his chair facing Tarma.
"Hey I only said a short holiday," he glared down at Wings who gave him another cheeky grin.
"I'll pack my Speedos," he jumped out of the chair passing him and skipped his way to his quarters to pack. The rest of the crew had the same idea and were gathering up a few items that they would like to have with them. Tarma had to admit a little bit of relaxation away from smuggling would do him the world of good.
They were very fortunate, for once, as their job finally took them somewhere pleasant, very pleasant in fact. This is one of the last planets in the galaxy that is not controlled by either the Skavs or the Alliance. You might compare it to a luxurious 5 star Spa but it goes way beyond 5 stars. The planet is very small, about the size of the Earths moon, and has only one island on it the rest of the planet is water. On the one and only island the 'Nevada Spa' was built, set in the perfect temperature, as the planet is just the right distance from the sun it orbits. Now normally it would cost a lot of Fractars (currency) to stay here but Tarma is in the good books with the owner.
"Neris can I have a word," he signalled a hand in her direction talking so only she could hear. Neris knew what this was going to be about and accepted it. He closed the door behind her.
"You will be able to control yourself won't you?" he spoke very seriously but only in a low whisper.
"Yes Commander I'll try my best," Neris sighed not taking it as an insult.
"No Neris you won't try you will do," he again spoke seriously fixating his eyes on the somewhat ashamed blue woman.
"I will keep myself under control Commander," Neris looked down at her feet shifting them slightly.
"I have faith in you Neris but I have to make sure for the safety of my crew and your own safety," the seriousness lapsed a little and Tarma managed a smile, which was readily returned by Neris. They had touched down just outside in the relatively small accompanying spaceport. It was connected directly to the main building of the Spa. The crew were packed and ready leaving the Chameleon by the usual manner of the loading ramp.
"Hello my friend!" A very cheerful and smartly dressed human man with a strong Italian accent walked with open arms towards Tarma.
"How's it going Benjamin," Tarma replied and they embraced in a 3 second hand shake.
"No please you must call me Ben, now what can I do for you and your charming crew," he was smiling erratically obviously very pleased to see Tarma and his crew.
"Well you should know you sent us a transmission about some cargo you needed delivering," Tarma was a little confused and it showed in his expression.
"I do not know anything about this," Ben replied now losing his chirpy smile.
"You must know or we wouldn't be here," Tarma was a bit annoyed by this but didn't allow it to show.
"Oh no I am so sorry to inconvenience you my friend now I feel ashamed for wasting your time," he was obviously very displeasured by this. Tarma noticed the disappointed looks on his crew's faces, no job, no holiday.
"I just had a thought why don't you and your crew stay here as my guests," He resumed his toothy smile.
"Well we would be behind on some earnings but I guess a little break couldn't hurt, it's a deal," they shook hands again confirming the offer.
"I am afraid however that we only have the five rooms available so there is going to have to be some pairing," he sounded a little concerned.
"That's fine," both Wings and Sparks spoke in unison. Realising what they had done made them laugh slightly looking at each other with smirks.
"Wonderful! Now please let me show you personally to your rooms, this way," he was very pleased and walked quite quickly away leading them down one of the large bright hallways. The entire Spa was outfitted to look like 1960s art deco symbolising a more civilised era in history. It was very open plan with huge skylights all over making the most of the brilliant sunlight that flooded in bathing everything in a warm orange glow. It was a large complex with many different departments all designed to relax the senses. It took a while for them to reach the first room but it wasn't boring as there was plenty of beautiful works of art all over the walls for them to admire.
"This is the Paradise suite with the double bed ah yes you like," he grinned suggestively holding out the room key.
"That'll be ours," Sparks grabbed the key pulling Wings behind her paw in paw and entered the door.
"I see they're getting comfortable," Fizzy commented to know body in particular. They continued down the hallway following Ben who was almost sliding along the marble floor.
"This is the Haven suite with two separate beds but they could always become one big one," he was infectious as everybody started to fell the good vibes pouring out of this Italian.
"I guess me and Fizzy will have this one then, if that's okay with you Fizz?" Tarma took the key presuming she would follow but still looked back to make sure. Fizzy made a casual nod following him into the room. Neris ended up in the Harmony suite with single bed and Gecko landed a room entitled the Discovery suite. Tracker requested a suite that had adequate computer facilities so he was assigned a room in the Technology suite.
Back in the Paradise suite, Wings and Sparks were already making themselves at home.
It is a strange thing to fall so deeply in love with someone that the thought of being with anyone else was a harrowing one. They shared a heart felt kiss as Wings removed Sparks's shirt throwing it carelessly to the floor. Wings just watched his head slide down her body kissing tenderly over her belly fur until he reached her zipped jeans, which were promptly un-zipped and thrown aside. Her slit was swollen with excitement and already quite wet. Wings placed his paws around her hips to hold her steady as he positioned himself over her cunt. Sparks held her breathe as he took his tongue and plunged into her. He then removed it fully and moved his tongue in small circles around her clit. This instantly sent a wonderful feeling through her body making her arch her back and moan in pleasure. Wings slid his tongue up and down her slit tasting her feminine juices. She continued to moan loudly almost in rhythm with each passing lick. Separating her folds with his rough spongy tongue he could taste her sweet cum on his palette savouring it for a while then continuing his tongue fucking. He flicked in and out rapidly darting like a snakes tongue would do to taste the air. He removed one of his paws that was placed firmly on her hip and used it to gently caress her clit once more. The effects of his tongue penetration and clitoral stimulation sent a powerful feeling down her stomach and into her nether regions. She cried out almost as if she was in pain and gave Wings a face full of her squirting nectar.
Wings pulled away licking his lips cleaning them of her sticky cum and using his other paw he drew the rest of it off his face and sucked them clean as well. Not wanting to miss out on this tasty treat Sparks lifted herself out of her position so she could run her tongue up his cheek tasting herself upon it. She gladly sucked on his fingers wanting more of her own produce on her taste buds. Wings took her by the chin and kissed her allowing them to share in the sticky ooze.
Sparks noticed the large bulge in his trousers and looked at it hungrily. He began to unzip his jeans leaving her to watch and lye down to regain her breath. He hastily removed his trousers and took down his boxers letting his fully erect cock spring back upwards. To his surprise Sparks sat up once more and grabbed hold of his manly hood with her right paw. She motioned her hand over his cock rubbing it with gradually increasing speed. Enjoying this wonderful sensation he closed his eyes and made a soft growling noise like a subdued kit. Having his eyes closed he did not notice Sparks moving her head downwards until he felt something different wrapped around him. He rapidly opened his eyes to see Sparks with her muzzle round his cock sucking at it like an expert. His moan became more intense as he placed his paws on the back of her head but not applying any force. Sparks could taste his salty pre-cum, enjoying it in her own little way. He watched as her head bobbed making him wish she would never stop. She felt him starting to twitch and didn't want this to end prematurely so she pulled away. Wings understood this of course and just smiled down at her stroking the top of her head.
Sparks led back down on her pillow relaxing in wait. He took a hold of her sides and pulled her gracefully to the very end of the bed so he could stand between her now wide-open legs. His waist was at the perfect height with hers and he positioned himself between her legs lining up his aim. With out a word just a nod and a simile of encouragement from Sparks, he thrusted forward parting her outer lips and penetrating her in one swift motion of his hips. She squealed lightly enjoying the connection and safety she felt when in his company. His thrusts became more rampant as he moved trying to build a rhythm with her. Since both of them knew each other's natural rhythm anyway it did not take long to find it again. He humped into her forcefully as she simultaneously pumped her hips into him burring his shaft fully. They were totally engorged in the others warmth finding bliss in waves coursing throughout their bodies. She bit her bottom lip gently looking upon his face that seemed to say 'this is just how much I love you' and she returned his pleasured smile with her own. Groaning deeply he felt orgasm nearing its peak and he gripped more tightly onto her sides but not enough to hurt her. She noted his strain to keep it held in and grinned up at him looking at his shining eyes.
"Let it go my love," she whispered gently using a free paw to caress his chest. With that he unleashed a torrent of seaman from his aching cock flooding her hole in its fluid. This also sent Sparks over the edge feeling his cum rush inside her and she to had her second orgasm just after his first. She milked him for all he was worth as her cunt muscles naturally squeezed around him draining his now unburdened sac.
Everything was exceptionally perfect for the whole crew as there rooms were exactly to their taste, almost as if they were expected. Neris was enjoying a nice hot bath with so many bubbles she was obscured from sight. She was a lover of luxurious baths and liked nothing more to lye almost totally submerged under the water with no more than her nose and mouth breathing in air. It was wonderful for her to finally just have some time to herself without interruption and just reflect on her life. Her peaceful surroundings allowed her to search deep through her memories listing all the people she had hurt in the past and how she was going to make up for them with her new start.
For Gecko it was like living in a library, there was a copy of every great work of fiction and non- fiction housed in massive bookcases that stretched all around the room. There was little else in the room as these bookcases took up most of the space. Only a bed a separate on-suite bathroom and a very enticing soft brown chair situated in the corner. Gecko immediately picked out the most intellectual book he could find and placed himself comfortably in the seat with only the reading lamp on.
Tracker was overwhelmed by the three 50 inch computer screens that were placed strategically on the walls to give him the best view of all of them. They were absolutely state of the art and even if you searched the galaxy you would not find better. Obviously his first line of business was to access three different porn sites simultaneously and have his fun viewing all of them.
Tarma and Fizzy were in the Relief parlour where they were enjoying a very stress relieving massage. It was a private room that had only the two massage tables, which they occupied. The overhead skylights made the room glimmer and shine reflecting off the polished marble floor. Both were led on there stomachs facing each other with blissful expressions.
"Wow I could get too used to this," Tarma managed to exhale whilst his female massager pressed tightly against his back with her thumbs pushing upwards making waves in his fur.
"Oh yeah I know what you mean..." Fizzy moaned in reply having her shoulders forcefully rubbed.
"I just wonder how there was a mix up in transmissions?" Tarma queried opening one eye to meet Fizzy's gaze.
"Don't even go there Tarma, just enjoy yourself for once and stop worrying about the job, I would say it was a fair trade off, when are we going to get this kind of treatment again," she purred closing her eyes as two hands worked there way over her back. Tarma did not answer and took her advice trying his best not to over think it, but his Commanders intuition was acting up.
Later that evening, Sparks and Wings were sitting out on their room balcony arm in arm enjoying the sight of the sun setting over the horizon turning the crystal clear water a shade of orange that could not be experienced anywhere else in the galaxy. Sparks was humming a happy tune to herself just enjoying the quite moment with her lover. It had taken a while for them to repair the damage to their relationship but those who are truly in love will always find a way to make it work no matter what. Neither of them holds a grudge against Neris as she had as much control over her own actions as they did. Although the setting sun provided no heat and the planet became a little colder at night they were perfectly content on the warmth provided by each other.
"Wings," Sparks looked at him with glowing eyes and a loving smile that would warm the heart of even the most soulless.
"Yes sweetness," he spoke softly and only at the level of a whisper. He looked deeply into her golden eyes that reflected the sunset in their mirror like features.
"I love you and I want us to never be apart again," her quite almost choked voice brought a smile of true happiness to his face, he was never going to jeopardise this relationship again it was something all to perfect to throw away in a galaxy filled with hate and war.
As the sun disappeared darkness fell casting it's nightly shadow over the island. Most of the residents had retired to their rooms and fallen to sleep with ease. Neris went straight to the realm of dreams after her relaxing bath and was breathing peacefully in her nightgown sprawled out on the large but single bed. As usual Gecko had fallen to sleep with a book open on his lap and his long neck tilted over the back the chair. Similarly, Tracker had nodded off bent over with his head resting on the central keyboard of his computer set-up. Sparks was on the bed curled up next to Wings who was gently stroking at her head fur closing his eyes and drifting off as well.
Tarma and Fizzy on the other hand decided to take a dip in the complex's communal Spa bath. The warm and steady stream of bubbling water soothed away any left over aches or pains that were not taken care of in their previous massage. The Spa pool was very large capable of housing many people at a time but they chose to stay close to each other nearly touching against the others naked body. Tarma had both arms stretched to full length over the sides and eyes closed almost falling to sleep in its simple tranquillity. He would have been asleep in a matter of seconds if Fizzy didn't break the silence to say something.
"Tarma, you know the other week when I was well... injured in the line duty," she sounded a little sad keeping her voice low. Tarma kept his eyes closed and only hummed in agreement waiting to see where she was going with this.
"Well before I lost consciousness I was saying something... something I would like to say now," she moved herself closer towards Tarma but still not touching him and only repositioning so she could look directly onto him. Tarma still did not open his eyes thinking back to that moment which was a memory he had since tried to block.
"I love you," she said it almost clinically as if she was breaking some bad news to the relative of the deceased. Tarma now opened his eyes to meet the gaze and somewhat anxious smile of his 2nd in Command. He could not believe exactly what he had just heard and it took a few seconds for it to sink in.
"Sorry um... could you repeat that?" he asked confusedly still not fully understanding what had just been said and what meaning it had to it.
"No I'm sorry Tarma forget it," Fizzy looked ashamedly away pushing herself from Tarma trying to make her escape. The only thing that held her back was Tarma who had grabbed hold of her arm but not forcefully. She pulled herself back to her previous position bobbing slightly in the water. Their gaze met once more locking them in a stare.
"Please repeat it... for me," he whispered gently with no change in expression. Fizzy could not bring the words to the surface as everything she ever wanted was starring her in the face
"I love you," her voice a flutter as they brought their lips close connecting with slightly cocked heads. It was a kiss of fire and passion as both of them wanted it and had danced around the fact for the best part of 5 years. Their lips moved like sand snakes slithering in a wave like motion sharing the warmth and wetness of the kiss. Fizzy wrapped her legs around his waist and threw her arms around his neck drawing Tarma closer. Being completely naked it was not difficult for Fizzy to feel his huge erection pressing against the underside of her crotch. The long smooch continued for several minutes although it only seconds to the participants. They finally broke away looking at each other with a deep sense of closeness and compassion neither of them had been able to put into words.
"Oh Fizz, my Fizzy, I've wanted you for years but I was never open enough to admit it," he was speaking softly to match the atmosphere.
"Don't think I haven't noticed, you've been interested from day one," she smirked with a note of cheekiness in her voice.
"And that one time in University didn't mean anything to you?" he brought up some of their past together and how they were intimate with each other once.
"I wouldn't say it meant nothing, but lets see if anything has changed," her smirk converted to a devilish one. She was already in the perfect position straddling Tarma with her legs still locked tightly around his hips. The warm water of the Spa was more than enough to lubricate the easy movement of lovemaking. Under the water his fur was sprawled out becoming instantly smooth when it exited the surface. Loosening her grip around his waist she was able to place the tip of his length against her own parting. She used her legs to pull against Tarma's back forcing his cock to slip easily between her human slit opening it out like a rose. Fizzy had only experienced inter-species sex once and that was 5 years ago with Tarma so it was relatively new for her to be taken by a wolf. He made several deep thrusts at a slow speed at first only quickening his pace when he thought the time was right. The water splashed violently against the sides of the pool over flowing and running around his back. The warm liquid helped stimulate the rich in nerve endings parts of their genitals. As the speed increased so did the splash of the sparkling water. He fucked her ravenously only slowing to calm his ever-growing orgasm.
She was also not used to having her neck nipped at and found it quite a turn on when Tarma did so. He used his paws to feel over her ample breasts rubbing water all over them making them glisten in the low lighting of the room. He pinched gently at her nipples that had previously trebled in size sticking out from her dark circles. He caressed them in his fingers slipping them around. Taking his muzzle away from her neck he used his teeth to lightly bite down in turn on each nipple. The small amount of pain she felt only heightened her pleasure making her moan lightly. He continued to penetrate her well-soaked pussy with all his might sending the water that surrounded them spilling over the sides as they thrashed about wildly. A loud slapping splash sound could be heard every time they connected their bodies. His animal lusts took over and he pounded at her giving all he was worth sending mighty tsunami's of water over his loved one. The mix of the water and the felling of having his shaft deeply penetrate her built up into one ball of ecstasy. She climaxed hard gripping onto his shoulder fur and arching her back over the side of the pool screaming loudly making an echo in the hollow room. The force of her orgasm was more than enough to allow Tarma to cum as well. The three different fluids merged together creating a thick soup like substance that poured out of Fizzy's parted slit. Being under water neither of them would have heard the slop sound of him withdrawing his penis.
There was no need for a clean up as the water dispersed everything they produced. Weakened from their love making Tarma pulled himself out of the pool and turned back to help poor Fizzy who was also very tired. They towelled each other dry rubbing gently over the others body and affectionately caressing the more sensitive areas. There was nobody around to see them so they decided to make the walk back to their shared accommodation naked and sleep cuddled up next to each other sharing the protection that the other provided.
The next morning, everybody awoke with a cheerful smile, as yesterday was the most relaxing day probably in his or her entire life. None of them were able to get the feeling of true contentment out of their hearts or minds. If there was a greater feeling of pleasure than this, they didn't want to know about it. Sadly this life of luxury was only temporary, later this evening they would have to leave and get back to the black. They couldn't afford to miss out on too many days of work if they wanted to keep their ship in working condition. Well as near working as possible.
"Tarma on your left!" Sparks shouted loudly making herself heard over the gunfire. Tarma swung himself to the left diving and firing his weapon at the approaching enemy who jolted from the hit and went flying backwards. Fizzy and Wings joined Tarma behind a broken down wall taking fire from many enemy guns.
"Tracker, Sparks get down on the left side and flank their position!" Tarma ordered pointing in the direction he wanted them to go. He just managed to dodge back behind cover to avoid a spray of bullets. Tracker was not the war like type but in such a situation he could be counted on. Gecko was on the right side getting more than their fair share of the action from a gun emplacement up above.
"Covering fire," Tarma shouted for everyone to shoot erratically in the general direction of the enemy to give Tracker and Sparks a chance to run and flank the heavily fortified position. Just before Sparks could dive for cover a line of laser fire cut right through her sending her crashing to the ground. Tracker managed to escape the fire and hid behind a small blasted pillar. He was far from safe as a missile collided with the pillar killing him and sending shrapnel everywhere.
"Neris we need you now! Tracker and Sparks are down!" Tarma yelled making his throat horse.
"Sparks NOOO!" Wings cried out in pain standing up from his position and out of cover. He unloaded a full clip on the enemy fortification killing a couple but getting hit himself and falling to the ground. Neris rushed over to give aid to Sparks and Tracker only to get a direct hit from a missile. This only left Tarma, Fizzy and Gecko taking a hell of a lot of fire.
"Commander what do we do!?" Gecko shouted with a great amount of fear in his voice.
"We have to rush them it's our only option," he spoke quieter than he had before but it was loud enough to be heard over the fighting. They all gave a nod confirming this and swallowing their individual fear. All at once they climbed over what ever they were using as cover and ran as fast as the could towards the enemy fortification. Tarma sent out several bursts from his weapon shattering some of the enemy cover and slaughtering one of them. Gecko fired with shaky claws making his gun swerve when a single bullet connected with his forehead and he like the others before him fell limply to the earthy ground. Both Tarma and Fizzy skidded into the nearest cover in front of them.
"Well this is going well," Tarma's sad voice carried its way to Fizzy's human ears. A plasma grenade bounced its way over their cover and bleeped loudly signally imminent destruction.
"Well that could bad," Tarma's observation of the situation couldn't be more accurate as the grenade exploded. The whole area was left desolate and lifeless leaving no more sounds except the wind blowing over the battlefield.
"Game over. Simulation complete, high score with 8245 points player 1 code name Tarma." A computerised voice rang out and the battlefield transformed into a green chequered circular room. All participants in the simulation got up off the floor and walked casually out the sliding doors to hang up their gear.
"I told you we shouldn't have put it on the hardest setting but oh no Commander big shot insists on going to far," Fizzy sounded a little bit irritated but couldn't hold back a smile from the exhilaration.
"Well I just wanted to know who the best was and I think we've discovered that," Tarma answered prideful to know that he is the best, although he already knew it.
"Boy that was fun I don't know why I didn't join you guys in the fighting before!" Tracker exclaimed throwing himself onto one of the recuperation lounge seats.
"Hey war is not a game Tracker, you may have to learn that one day," Tarma glared at him with a very serious tone.
"Oh lighten up Tarma it's just a simulation," Wings chirped with a cheeky smile. Tarma looked at Fizzy who just shrugged, he guessed they must have forgotten that not three weeks previous Fizzy was life threateningly wounded. It could all end that easily.
The events of the last two days stayed with them as it began to get dark. They were all packed and ready in the Main lounge area talking amongst themselves as they would do back on the Chameleon. They were all regretting having to leave such a wonderful place after only two days of experiencing the pleasure it brought. It was nice to have some time alone and not have to worry about being attacked or interrupted at any given time. But they all had to concede defeat to that old driving force none as money and the life it would accompany. Tarma, being the Commander, had to be the bad guy and was the first to stand.
"Well it's getting late, don't ya'll think we better get back up amongst them stars," he sighed himself condemning all to the inevitable fact that they had a real life they needed to return to. With long sighs and disappointed looks one by one they rose reluctantly from their seats.
"Oh I don't think that'll be necessary," a familiar voice boomed from the door. Everybody in the room turned their heads towards the source of the sound. All of them except Tarma opened their mouths wide with their eyes fixated on the figure in the doorway.
"Braken, like you said long time no see," Tarma sneered angrily at the Alliance officer who was accompanied by two fully armoured Alliance troopers.
"I told you we had some unfinished business 'Commander' Tarma" he chuckled darkening his eyes.