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Here we go, the next chapter in the Odds against. I shope you enjoy it. As always, comments are appreciated.

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Continued from An Unlikely friendship...

09-28-3015

*Chronological anomaly detected; time index unknown*

Fourth moon of the planet Arc

Noid system, Contested space

I stood hip deep in the freezing water of the spring, bent over and washing the dirt of the last few days out of my hair. I straightened back up, the water streaming down from my head in cold drizzles and ran my fingers through my rapidly lengthening hair. It was growing a bit too long for my tastes, but then, it wasn't like I had a choice. Aside from trying to cut it back to a more likable length with my combat knife, an altogether disagreeable course of action, I had no options. But, a moment later, while I resisted shivering from the cold air of the moon caressing my flesh, my thoughts returned to my companion, as they often had in recent days and nights while I sat up on guard. Falcon had been in my thoughts a lot recently, more than was to be expected, even with us living in close proximity. She was always in the back of my mind, and increasingly in the front as well. I had been surprised to find feelings long hidden deep down coming back into my mind in the last few days. It was a fondness that made my heart ache every time I thought about her. I had noticed it about a week ago, but I was hesitant to put the obvious name to the once familiar feeling.

But, the feeling was also something that made me afraid. Even though we were good friends now, she was still an enemy. We could see our people killing each other at night, and the insignia that we both wore was a constant reminder that we were adversaries. Not only that, but she was an alien, a creature that was not human. However, my feelings would not be denied. I desired her as I no longer had believed I was capable of desiring someone. It wasn't that I desired her sexually, though that was present as well. It was a feeling that went far deeper than simple desires of the flesh.

Partly to chase the thoughts out of my head, and partly to rinse my hair again, I dunked my head beneath the freezing water and kneeded my scalp with my fingers. It was a strangely therapeutic thing to do, and it allowed me to switch my thinking a bit. I decided to think about a strange thing that I had noticed, or thought I had noticed, the night before. I had been asleep, but I had half awoken, or perhaps dreamed that I had, to find Falcon staring at me with a strange look on her face. The look was not the normal look that she gave me, the pleasant smile of friendship. Her expression had been the same, but the look wasn't. It was something about her eyes. It had been a predatory glint, almost like a predator with its prey locked in its sight. What that meant, I didn't know, but I had also noticed that later that night, after I had returned to sleep (Or drifted into another dream), I had had a very dirty dream involving my companion. I hadn't mentioned my dream to her when I had awoken, but I had secretly enjoyed the experience. I had relived the dream in my mind several times already, every time enjoying it just as much as I had the night before. Just as I stood up from the water once more, I sensed someone standing behind me on the bank. I hadn't sensed anyone approaching, but, I knew who it was even before I turned around. I couldn't help it, even already knowing who it was, I had to turn.

Sweeping the water out of my eyes, I turned around and promptly dropped down into the water, covering myself. It was Falcon. She was standing on the bank, dressed only in her underwear. The same glint was in her eye that I had seen the night before. I paused for a moment in awkward silence and then spoke.

"Um...Hi." I said and she smiled at me, the glint never changing.

"Hi yourself." She said and from her voice I could tell that something was not normal here. Her voice was more husky than usual, a strange depth in it. "I have a favor to ask you and I know it seems like a strange thing to ask, but it is something I feel that I can trust you with."

"What do you want me to do?" I asked and then shook my head, tossing water drops around me. "And perhaps it could wait until I was dressed."

"Oh, believe me, this is something that you don't need clothes for." She stated and walked just to the edge of the bank nearest to where I stood. That statement assured me that all was not as it had been a day or two ago. But even my suspicions couldn't stop me from noticing that she was walking differently too. It was something in the way she took each step, the distribution of her weight on her legs. It was a stance that was immediately familiar to me as well, but it took me a moment to place it. I had never met any humanoid capable of pulling it off in the past though. It was the distinctive gate that belonged only to predators. This realization made my instincts go haywire, but perhaps it was something else as well. Regardless, I found myself dropping instinctually into a fighting stance, widening my center of balance and tensing my muscles for action. But, somehow, my shifting into that position did something to my companion and the glint intensified. I also noticed a faint, intangible smell in the air. To my surprise, despite the wary instinct that was taking me over, I was starting to feel excited. It was a feeling of the blood pumping hard throughout my body, my heart speeding up. Adrenalin was starting to flow within me, anticipation for an event that I did not comprehend building steadily. The smell was also making me excited in a place that was not very appropriate, but it was only adding to my body's excitement.

My heart was now racing and I felt the insane urge to either fight until I couldn't move anymore, or have sex until the same result was reached. Or both. I had never experienced anything like this before and I honestly had no idea how to react. Falcon wasn't helping in the least, leaning her almost naked body closer to me, her bra showing plenty of cleavage. The intangible scent on the air got stronger, and I couldn't control myself any longer. I was too distracted with the primitive urges filling me and the smell itself to put two and two together, so it was still a mystery to me as to what was going on.

"I want you to..." She started to say, but my instincts, honed to a razor's sharpness by my body's excitement, sent the thrill of a warning through me before she could finish the sentence. My eyes grew suddenly wide and my arm shot forward like lighting. My hand closed around her wrist, pulling her forward into the spring just in time to avoid the killing claw of a raptor. As she coughed and spluttered behind me, I tapped my psychic abilities and prepared for a tough fight, my embarrassment forgotten. The spring was surrounded with the tall reptiles, their killing claws deployed, and my weapons were well out of reach, lying against a stone with my flight suit and armor. Falcon's armor was present as well, lying on the opposite side of the spring. I didn't honestly know how we were going to survive this one, but it really didn't matter to me. My instincts were urging me to leap into the fight with wild abandon, not bothering with clothing or weapons of any kind.

"What the hell was that for?!" She shouted, wiping the water out of her eyes. Once she saw the danger though, she stood up without another word and rushed behind me to stand back to back in the water. We had fought this many before, but never without weapons. However, psychic powers lent us an advantage that they would never have, and besides, I wasn't a hand to hand combat champion for nothing. Anyway, in my overly excited state, I felt like ripping these creatures limb from limb with my bare hands.

"Shield yourself Falcon, I am going for my weapons." I whispered and she gave a slight nod with her head. I could sense the wall of force appear between her and the raptors on her side of the spring a moment later. It was the rarest psychic skill to create a psy shield, and it took a lot of effort when one had the ability, but Falcon had shown that she could use it; in fact, that was how she had survived the violent crash of her fighter on the moon with minimal injury. I was not gifted with that particular skill, but I was not afraid. Instead, I was eager. The first raptor, the one who had tried to kill Falcon while she was vulnerable, let out a keening cry and leapt forward at me. I moved my hands quickly and caught the creature's leg before it could touch either one of us. I used its own momentum against it, twisting and throwing it into the path of two of it's fellows. The trio of raptors went down in a heap and the other one in my direction snarled at me. I smiled and turned to face it, my hands up in fighting position and open. It stepped in, slashing with its fore claws at me and I ducked under the blow, letting it pass overhead.

It snarled fiercely at me and slashed again. This time, I grabbed its arm, pulled it straight until it locked and rose up underneath, striking hard upward with my other hand. The creature let out a horrible shriek as its arm broke with a satisfying snap. I lashed out with a quick thrust kick, catching it dead center in the chest. The angle I hit it at was just right, knocking it back off its feet. It fell down hard and it was all I could do to bypass it in favor of my weapons. What I wanted to do was leap on it and start breaking things, but I managed to control myself. I leapt forward, rolling on my shoulder and out of the spring. The sounds of angry raptors screaming came from behind me and I came to my feet, running to my waiting weapons as fast as I could manage.

At the same time I had made my leap, those that faced Falcon attacked her, but ricocheted off the invisible shield that she wielded in front of her. She walked forward out of the spring, pushing them back while they ineffectually clawed the air in front of her. While they tried to get to her without success, I reached my weapons and took a single moment to decide which one I wanted. I snatched up my carbine in one hand, and turned to Falcon, shouting her name. She turned as I threw the weapon to her. She caught it out of the air, but I didn't see it. Instead, I drew my battle sword from its sheath. There was something primal about wielding the sword the jived with my new instincts. With a wild elated grin on my face, I whirled in a circle, going down into a crouch, avoiding the kick of a raptor and stabbing upward. My stab caught the raptor in the chest and dropped it into a heap, leaking its odd green blood onto the ground. The three other raptors on my side were on their feet once more and moving to get on both sides of me once more. I rose from the crouch quickly, running forward with great speed. Then, I slashed swiftly, taking one of my target's limbs off. It was quickly followed by the other three limbs, then its head.

While my body turned to fight and kill the remaining two raptors, somewhere in my mind, my rational mind came back to life for a moment, appalled to find that I was reveling in being a savage. But that tiny voice couldn't break through the primitive instinct that had seized me. I turned to face the remaining two raptors and smiled a bestial grin. For now, I was a savage being, fighting hand to hand completely naked, no rational thought in my mind beyond how best to slaughter my enemies. I hadn't ever felt more alive before than I did just then and I let out a cry of bloodlust, sprinting at another foe. The creature raised its claws to strike me down, but when its claws descended, it was onto my sword blade only and I quickly stabbed it, my blade striking hard into its flesh. But, before I could continue to sate my battlelust on the creature, a scream that did not belong to a raptor sounded behind me.

I whirled around to find Falcon on the ground, the last raptor that had been on my side of the clearing standing over her, its claws checked by my carbine for the moment just above her chest. But the creature was raising its other hand to strike once more. Leaving the creature I just stabbed on the ground, I ran forward, crossing the distance between us in nearly a single jump. I grabbed the creature from behind, the blade of my sword piercing it hard enough to pass all the way through, armor and all. But my savagery demanded more blood, so I withdrew the blade, stabbing the creature again and again in the back, each stab eliciting a shriek from my foe. Finally, after about the sixth stab, the savage instinct was finally sated and I dropped the most assuredly dead raptor to the ground. All the rest had been killed by Falcon with my carbine. After a moment, I offered her my hand and she took it, allowing me to haul her to her feet. I looked around, my psychic intuition telling me that there were no more threats around me. However, the instinct to fight or mate was still very strong within me, it not having been sated by the bloody display of the most violent instinct possessed by man.

"Now, what were you saying?" I asked, my heart still hammering within my chest. It was difficult to even form a coherent sentence, my mind running totally wild.

"Like I said, it is a very strange thing to ask," She said, stepping close to me, and I smelled the scent again, and became even more excited, to the point where I was on the verge of totally losing my self control. I was so befuddled by the smell that I didn't notice what my privates were doing until she spoke again. "Then again, perhaps it isn't so strange." I felt her hand touch my erect member and begin to stroke it gently. The fur that covered her palm was terribly exciting and I almost grabbed her right then to start screwing her, but the contact also gave a point to focus on. I broke free of the befuddling spell of the scent and acted at last.

"Just a minute!!" I stated, my hand catching her paw to stop it from stroking me, though it took all the self control I had left to stop her. Looking into her eyes and seeing the glint returning swiftly, I had to ask her. "Though I think I know where this is going, I have to ask again; What do you want me to do?"

"I can see that you are willing to do my favor without me asking." She said and then moved her face quite close to mine. "I want you to mate with me."

The full implications of that statement hit me in a rush. At first, I felt stunned reluctance from the request, and I knew that was my rational mind speaking through the fog in my head. Not only was she not a human, but she was an enemy. However, the reluctance swiftly gave way to the excitement and pride. I felt flattered. This gorgeous creature had chosen me to be her mate. A moment later, this irrational, unthinking part of my mind was supported by rational thought. As far as anyone knew, the DNA of humans and of Merxians were not compatible, even as similar as we were. And why not? It would certainly cement our relationship.

My answer was to take her by the shoulders and kiss her deeply on the lips. Her eyes opened wide, surprised by my reaction. She returned the kiss, wrapping her furry arms around my torso. Her fur tickled immensely, further exciting me, giving me goose bumps all over and I returned her embrace. After a few moments, I felt her tongue slip past my lips, rubbing against my own within my jaws. The moment she pulled her tongue back, I returned the gesture. The texture of the inside of her mouth felt surprisingly good as I stroked it with my tongue, so different from a human. The taste of her kiss was spicy, wholly different from the various human lovers I had had over the years. We kissed ever more passionately for a while longer, then we finally broke off from kissing, our oxygen supply depleted enough that we needed a breath.

"Wow." She exclaimed, out of breath. "I have never experienced anything like that before."

"Me neither." I agreed, for it had indeed been far better than before. Now that I was committed to the act, my rational mind was working more clearly and I realized just how foolish we were being, standing out here in the open. "Though, as much as I yearn to do more, I doubt that it is safe out here."

"You're right." She said, still breathless, but I thought that was more a factor of arousal than anything else. She hurriedly grabbed her uniform from where she had laid it and slipped into it, covering up her beautiful curves with grey cloth. She had apparently finished bathing and had just gotten on her underwear before coming to find me. I followed suit, slipping my underwear and flight suit back on before gathering up the pieces of my battle armor. When both of us had our armor in hand, she looked at me with a longing expression on her face. Then I looked at her and grinned playfully, my body filled with restless energy. "Race you!!" I called and sprinted off barefoot, heading towards the cave at top speed.

I could hear her feet pounding the ground behind me as we rushed through the trees. I could see her orange fur out of the corner of my eye just as the cave heaved into view over the hill. I ran all out the last few meters with her in hot pursuit. I won the race, but only by a few inches, and I held the skin door open for her. She entered the cave and I tied the door back closed behind me, looping a piece of cord over a rock outcropping. Once inside, I carefully set my armor down on the floor, against the wall. I lay the sword beside it and had just taken my hand off the weapon when I was grabbed from behind by two furred hands.

I spun around in her arms and our lips met once more. We kissed again and again while she gently unzipped my flight suit, sliding her hands inside and caressing my chest, the feel of her fur against my skin making me shiver. We returned to kissing, and she slid the flight suit off my shoulders and down my arms, letting me step out of it. When we stepped close again, I reciprocated, unzipping her flight suit to the navel and running my fingers through her soft fur gently, eliciting a shudder from her. Then, I held her close under the cloth and slid the cloth from her. She obligingly stepped out of the garment, and I stepped up to her, holding her close once more, and gently nibbling on her neck, eliciting a gasp from her.

Then, I brushed my fingers through her fur along the edges of her bra and panties. She shuddered once more and her fur stood on end. For a moment, we remained embraced, then she gently pushed me back. She reached back and unhitched her bra, sliding it off, revealing her chest to me. Then, she stepped closer slowly, allowing my hands to caress her. She gasped slightly when she felt my fingers running through the white fur around her nipples, teasing them to erectness gently. I had picked up a trick or two over the years on pleasing woman, and I applied every one of them one by one now.

Then, with her standing close to me, I played my tongue along her neck, making her shiver with delight. I trailed my tongue along her collarbone next, and she let out an almost animal whine when my tongue left her flesh. Then, I crouched a bit and my lips met the soft flesh of her left nipple. I gently sucked on it, playing my tongue around on her flesh gently, making her moan. While I did this, she trailed her finger nails along my neck and shoulders, an action that gave me chills, it was so intense. After a while, I gave her nipple a kiss before moving on to the right breast. I repeated the whole process with that one, then straightened back up and embraced her. We kissed again, our passions running hot.

While we kissed passionately, she snaked hand down my chest and gently pulled my underwear down, freeing my member from its prison. I obligingly stepped out from them and she began to gently stroke me with her warm paw. The sort hairs that covered her palm made me shudder as they brushed along my length making my muscles tense up with excitement. While she was occupied with teasing me, I ran my fingers down the outside of her panties a few times, the cloth there already moist. A moment later, I slid my hand down her stomach and beneath her panties, stroking her vaginal lips lightly. We carried on like that for a moment, then decided that it was time to move on.

I pulled down her panties and gently brushed my hand over the outside of her moist privates once more. With each pass, I increased the pressure I used until one of my fingers slid between her labia. She gasped delightedly and I repeated the motion. I watched her face with interest, for her fur seemed to be almost glowing, and I could tell that it wasn't from the fire's light. An incredible warmth was pulsing from her and it was growing more intense every moment. Barely a minute after I had begun, I could sense that she was about to climax, her body shuddering with every moment. I was prepared to keep it up to make her cum, but her hand caught my wrist and stopped me. She smiled and gave me a kiss, her eyes almost glazed with the pleasure, then lay down on top of the sleeping mat I had taken from my gear, spreading her legs invitingly.

I got down on my hands and knees before her, but instead of coming forward so that I was on top of her, I positioned my head over her labia. She gave me a questioning look and I smiled mischievously. I lowered my head and gently played my tongue over the outside of her privates and she gasped deeply. I gathered from the surprised sounds she was making that she hadn't had oral sex in a long time and I grinned to myself; this would be fun. I was considered by the girlfriends I had had to be a master of this erotic art form. I played my tongue over her once again, then pressed ever so gently between the folds of flesh. She moaned deeply and I could taste her great arousal in her fluid. I pressed my tongue a little harder, parting the pulsing folds of her flesh and found that vixen, like human women, had a knob that I could pleasure. Using very even pressure, I smoothly moved my tongue back and forth on it. She moaned with each pass and I kept it up. Her moans grew louder and louder, and I continued to move slowly, resisting the natural temptation to go quickly and make her climax.

I could feel her approaching her peak, and I started to press a little harder with my tongue. Lost in passion, she grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pushed me harder into her. Though I was surprised, I relented to her wish, pressing harder still. She moaned loudly in response and I could feel her muscles tensing up around my head. I made two more passes and she was pushed over the edge. Her moaning was joined by the strange half moan, half gasp that women make when in the throws of an orgasm. I felt her wonderfully toned muscles tense up swiftly around me, squeezing my head and preventing me from pulling back, not that I wanted to. At the same moment, a rush of sticky fluid shot out, covering my chin and mouth. Something about the way she tasted, sweeter and more exotic in flavor than a human, was acting on my body in a way I had never felt before. The more I tasted, the more I wanted to taste.

All at once, the shuddering in her body stopped and the muscles holding my head relaxed. After a few moments, while I lapped up the fluid with my tongue, she looked down and realized that she still held my head into her and she released it. I finished cleaning her up with my tongue and then backed up to sit on my heels, waiting for her to recover. She lay still, staring up at the ceiling, her muscles twitching in the aftermath of the act. I smiled slightly, licking my lips and enjoying her taste. It was a very hard thing to do, waiting for her to recover, for my whole body seemed to be throbbing in desire. Finally, after a few more moments, she sat up slowly and looked at me with admiration and gratitude, however, that glint was still in her eyes and I could see that her desire was hardly sated. She sat up slowly, grinning upon seeing my penis still standing at attention, pulsing with my heart beat.

"Well, we can't have that can we?" She asked, coming forward onto all fours, taking my throbbing erection in her hand. She stroked it a few times, making my body lurch with pleasure and then she gently pushed me back so I was sitting against the cave wall. Then, she brought her head forward and delicately licked the tip of my penis. Her tongue felt so very good on my flesh and I shuddered as she trailed it along my flesh. Then, without warning, she slipped my cock into her mouth. I gasped suddenly as my tip touched the back of her mouth and looked down to see that she had the whole thing in her mouth. I had never had a lover who had been able to do that before. She swirled her tongue along my length while she sucked on me, her teeth gently nibbling at the base. I lay back with a groan of pleasure, my eyes rolling back into my head in pleasure. She started to bob her head up and down and it was so intense a feeling that I felt like I wouldn't last more than a few seconds. But, oddly enough, the different texture of her mouth slowed down the building of my climax and I actually lasted about a minute before I could hold it no longer. I grunted and my body instinctually gave a thrust upward, shooting my cum down her throat at the same moment. She swallowed again and again, then, slowly, she drew herself up, sitting back.

I waited a few moments before moving, but the usual feeling of being tired that followed that intense of a climax was absent. I still felt energized and I was surprised to find the mating urge still there. A moment later, she took my hand and pulled me closer to her, lying back once more and pulling me so that I was on top of her. I relented, coming up so that the head of my penis was nestled against her sopping crevice.

She pulled me down and kissed me passionately. At the same moment that our lips met, I entered her gently. She was just tight enough that I felt resistance to my forward movement, but it seemed a perfect fit. Her kisses grew more and more impassioned as I pushed deeper inside and she squirmed with delight, pressing her body hard against mine. When I felt my balls against her fur, I pulled out as gently as I had pushed inside so that only my head was inside her. Then I gazed at her with a silent question in my eyes. She nodded gently and I thrust against her. When I had once more hilted myself inside her, I started to build a rhythm. As the overwhelming pleasure built inside both us with each motion, I picked up the pace and she started to thrust up into me with each motion.

As we made love, I began to notice that she was textured inside differently down there as well. She was still very smooth, but seemed almost rough at the same time. What ever it was built pleasure very quickly, all the while being distracting enough to prolong the moment. Yet, even as it became so much more intense than anything I had felt before, I could feel that our peaks were still a ways off.

After what seemed like an eternity, our passions came to a peak, and for a moment, we both held off. I could tell that this was going to be one hell of a climax when it finally came. The pleasure that was flowing from my loins was already better than any climax I had ever had, and I had had some that had been so strong I had been unable to move afterward. Her hands suddenly gripped my back hard, her nails digging into my skin and I could feel myself teetering at the edge, the bittersweet pain of her nails on my skin nearly driving me over, but I restrained it, determined to let my lover go first. I needn't have bothered. She climaxed a moment later, her gasps of pleasure echoing off the stone walls of the cave. Just the sound of her orgasm alone pushed me over the edge into my own climax.

I came with an incredible wave of pleasure and my own moans joined hers in echoing off the walls. It was indescribable what it felt like. It was so powerful that I had to fight against the darkness that suddenly decided to try and overwhelm my sight. Wave after wave of pleasure flowed through me and made colored spots dance before my eyes. Finally, the last wave faded away into nothingness and I felt everything relax. She stopped digging into my skin with her nails and allowed me to pull out. Once I was free from her, I rolled over off of her. I could barely move, I was so wiped, but it had also been more satisfying than anything ever had been before. From the blissful expression on her face, I knew that she felt the same.

After a few minutes of lying there, she rolled over slightly and rubbed a hand gently on my chest. I felt her playing connect the dots with sweat droplets on my skin for a moment, then tracing the line of one of the scars that decorated my body. A moment later, her beautiful face appeared in my sight again. I smiled at her and we kissed once more. But, to my surprise I smelled the befuddling, intangible scent once more and I realized that her eyes still held that glint. As she climbed on top of me, I couldn't believe what she had in mind. She wanted to go again. And even more surprising to me, was the fact that I found myself wanting her again as well. I could still move, and my body took that as a sign that it was okay to get it on again.

It took me no more than a moment to decide. I wrapped her in my arms and smiled as she positioned herself over my still stiffened member. She lowered herself down and I slid inside again. However, this time, the experience was different. We made love slowly, gently thrusting against one another. Our sex lasted much longer this time, and strangely enough, it felt even better than the first one had. Our climaxes came just as powerfully as they had the first time, but we were more controlled and I was able to enjoy the second one as it rushed through me, lasting far longer than the first had. After we finished up, she slid off my body, laying down so she was tucked against my side. Now, I really couldn't move. I had no energy left. It was wall I could do to shift my arm slightly so as to hold her as she cuddled up next to me. My last sight before I fell asleep was of her beautiful face illuminated by the fire, smiling contentedly as she slept against me, passions sated at last...