Stranded In Heaven
The first story I've finished in a while, hopefully everyone sees it in the shiny limelight that I see it in, and if not, PLEASE, PLEASE! don't hesitate to correct me. Warning: This story is horrendously long, almost 16 pages in Word. I apologize for that, I didn't expect it to have so much going on between the crash and the ending. Anyways, before I start to ramble, enjoy!
Edit: Minor coding error fixed, also changed it to M/F...makes more sense
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A sharp whine and vicious jolt threw lieutenant Kravner from his cot, hurling him onto his stomach as a immense explosion rocked the hull of the E.S.S. Chagrin. Kravner rolled onto his back, gasping for air as his lungs screamed at him in agony. He hadn't been asleep â€"as far as his superior officers knew- and was simply taking a quick break in his thirty minutes of off-duty time. Another explosion shook the hull, and the lieutenant rolled to his knees, reaching for his desk as a brace.
He quickly rose and tabbed the holographic icon with the ship's diagnostics with his thumb. A crisp blueprint of the super-freighter appeared on the wall against his desk, and a small, rotating spiral indicated it was loading current statistics.
Kravner's eyes widened in horror when the entire rear of the ship flashed red, and external camera's blinked to life around the borders of the damaged area. He touched the icon for External Camera R-S:414, and it bloomed to fill the screen.
What had once been a small docking port, and nearly four hundred and fifty crew compartments, had been quickly reduced to a fiery crater of molten slag. The ship was pitted deeply where the attack had struck, and oxygen vented into the empty abyss of space. The on-ship intercom shrieked to life with voices: pleading for help, screaming in agony, questions, shouting, swearing, and small intra-deck explosions.
"Dimitri!" A voice called from outside. "What's going on?"
Kravner jabbed the Emergency door release mechanism, and forced the hydraulic door into its slot, "Something has hit us, my friend. It has burned away all of the crew section in the aft."
The gargantuan, muscular man on the other side of the door wilted like a dying flower, "No..."
"I am sorry friend..." Dimitri reached up and touched his shoulder, "But come, we must get off the ship before we are struck again."
Before the larger man could reply, the ship's deck-lights flashed red, and a monotonous robotic voice announced over the loudspeakers: This is a General Alert, All Hands Abandon Ship, Emergency Level Six. Under orders of Captain Fawkes the ship is being self-destructed to prevent precious material being allowed to fall into enemy hands. The warning repeated, a terrible sign for the men of the Chagrin. There were only five levels to security threats, a level six meant that this was not only an emergency, but that it was likely better to be killed in the ship than to risk leaving and being captured. As Kravner was once taught, level six was not just a disaster, it was an total catastrophe. Staying would mean death, and leaving would mean death in a more unimaginably painful way.
The ship began to list, and Kravner felt himself begin to lose his grip on the floor- the artificial gravity was disabled- that could only mean there was a planet nearby! He jumped back toward his computer, thumbing an outward-facing external camera. A large, mist-blanketed, green planet filled the screen with its amazing girth, Vesuvius, named after the giant volcanic mountain on earth. Statistics flickered across the screen, and they revealed a livable environment.
A description put the meaningless statistics into context, and Dimitri's speed-reading training kicked into high-gear: Vesuvius was discovered as one of the few planets to contain life in the Solio-Harbring Star-System. With a slightly higher gravity (1.375 G) and higher oxygen-to-neutral-gas ratio (56%) it was believed that Vesuvius could easily become another Earth colony. However, after extensive testing, and multiple attempts at setting up a civilization on the planet, each colonization effort failed. This is partly due to the indigenous species of intelligent life-forms, which are known to be extremely hostile to outsiders, as well as the lack of edible plant-life/sustainable area for Earth-bound plant-life. Visiting Vesuvius is highly un-recommended, even in case of emergency. Most visitors and colonists have been captured, and the survivors are left only to tell of what happened.
If forced, encounter the indigenous species with extreme caution, and appear as non-threatening as possible. The main hunter-gatherers of the clans are rumored to be female, and though they are strong, there are scattered reports of survivors being able to over-power one of their captors in order to escape. If contact is avoidable, attempt to do so at all costs, these species have developed primitive, but extremely effective weapons-systems, and are significantly faster, stronger and more cunning than any species of semi-humanoid creature ever discovered.
Dimitri's face whitened, now there were three possibilities: One, stay in the ship, and die quickly and relatively painlessly as the Asu'Yin turn the ship into a smoldering hulk -save for the cargo area and the fuel bays, Two, try to flee and get captured and tortured into revealing the source of the precious cargo, or Three, successfully escape the Asu'Yin, and the doomed ship, only to land on a planet of violent, murderous savages.
Of all of the opportunities to die, Dimitri chose the latter, and hurriedly swung around the door-frame. "Come Michael, we do not have much time!"
The heavy-set soldier rushed after Dimitri's slim, fragile frame as he dashed down the hallway, praying that the next shot the Asu'Yin fired didn't pierce the hull anywhere near him. "Dimitri, where are you going?!"
"We are escaping, my friend, I would rather die in a crash-landing or in a firefight than let myself get burned to a cinder as the ship detonates." Dimitri slid on his heels, and slammed his hand against a touch-pad.
Authorized Access, Entrance Approved, The computer announced blandly.
A three-section door hissed open, and Dimitri had just gotten inside when he turned to offer Michael a hand. A sudden, thundering explosion hurled Dimitri onto his back, and the last thing he heard was Michael's shriek as the vacuum pressure sucked him away from the pod's entrance, and out a gaping hole in the super-structure. Dimitri cried out for his friend, his voice being swiftly sucked away by the rushing torrents of air.
Hull Breach in section EPB-four, sealing all Essential Access ways. The triple-blade door hissed shut, and the moment the air has stopped screaming through his ears Dimitri sat up and slammed his hand against it, swearing at the double-plated, reinforced-tungsten doors. Another explosion shook the hull and he swore at the Asu'Yin and their greed, cursed their entire species to be damned, and hammered his hand against the door.
Please fasten seatbelts, there is one unfastened passenger. Please fasten-
"Shut up!" He screamed at the computer, and its automatic voice recognition software silenced the warning. Dimitri hung his head, saliva trailing from his mouth, and tears staining the breast of his silver-trimmed black uniform. Since his transfer to the Chagrin, he had only met one tolerable person. That man was now half-frozen, bloated, and dead; it broke Dimitri's heart to lose his only stable connection to mankind. Especially now.
Dimitri was small, frail, almost delicate for a man. He had no weapons, no field-operations training, and hand-to-hand combat with anything other than a child was out of the question. To put it plainly, as Dimitri often did in such situations: He was screwed.
He sat up, and rose to his feet, using the bulkhead surrounding the door as a brace.
"Escape System Alpha Victor two-six." He turned and walked to the front of the pod. "Eject Pod Door."
Command Confirmed. The door protecting the pod from getting damaged in a firefight exploded off with a soundless burst of fire.
"Ignite main thrusters, keep locking brakes engaged." The Pod began to tremble as its fast-burst Lightning-Class engines warmed up to full throttle, and quickly began to overheat.
"On mark, release locking brakes, and fire all flares and countermeasures." Dimitri fastened himself in and watched as another escape pod was vaporized by a pinpoint-laser before it could deploy its chaff-bomb. "Three....two...one....Mark!"
Dimitri felt his spine slam into the seat as the tiny pod burst forward and fired its chaff-bomb. Pin-prick lasers shattered into millions of harmless rays of light as the flecks of metal from the bomb swirled through space and surrounded the bow of the craft. Moments later, hundreds of tiny magnesium flares burst from the rear of the pod, and any nearby missiles twisted away from the heat generated by the Lightning engines and bolted directly for the much hotter mass.
Adjusting course for nearest planetary body. Any changes to course should be made with fuel limitations and craft integrity in mind. The computer made one last announcement and went dark, letting gravitational pull and aerodynamic design guide the tiny craft to its destination. The Asu'Yin's ship was nowhere to be found, but Dimitri found it better to simply be thankful that it wasn't in front of him, and simply clenched his teeth as he waited for the pod to enter the dense atmosphere of Vesuvius.
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Fire licked the outside of the craft as friction quickly began to build along the surface, and the metal heated to an intense, glowing white-orange. Dimitri closed his eyes, gripped his safety restraints, and prayed. The tiny pod trembled as it entered the lower atmosphere at nearly mach two, and several auditory warnings signaled the deployment of its deceleration apparatuses.
The pod slowed jerkily as the reverse thrusters ignited, and swerved as the wide brake-fins popped open on either side.
Deceleration measures have failed to provide nominal landing speed, emergency landing is imminent. Please ensure all loose objects are properly stored, and that your seatbelts are tight. Thank You.
In a shriek of light and fire, the pod nosed into the ground, plowing a long ditch through a field, turning up the dark soil, and setting fire to the nearby grasses. Dimitri coughed and gasped as smoke enveloped him; he fought to stay conscious enough to unbuckle his seatbelt.
The pod groaned as it's smoldering frame cooled and warped in the cool twilight air. Dimitri fell from the pod's smashed-open midsection, and crawled away on his knees, dragging his body through the smoldering, blackened grass.
Once he was free of the ring burned into the grass around the pod, Dimitri sighed and rolled onto his back, the soft grass caressing his body like a mattress. It would be a few hours before he could move again.
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Dimitri awoke to the foul scent of death in his nostrils, his eyes flashed open, and the drooling jaws of a dog- no this was much bigger than any dog he had ever seen- were directly over him. He cried out and swung his arm at the creature's eye, stunning it for a moment as he leapt to his feet and ran towards the burned-out pod. The creature shook its head, and then bolted after him, snarling and drooling as its powerful paws thundered along the ground. Dimitri forced one of the supply lockers open, grabbed the pistol from its locking mounts, and spun, firing seven shots into the agape mouth of the snarling creature at close range.
The animal reared up, shrieking into the darkening sky as dark blood exploded from its jaw, and then slammed back down to the ground in a black-furred heap. Dimitri sighed, but his fear shot back through his blood as he heard the cries of not one, but at least a half-dozen more of the creatures. He checked the load on his WWS Mark 34, still ten shots left.
The next creature stepped from the bushes, and snarled deeply as it lowered its pointed ears. Dimitri took careful aim, and fired, dropping the beast where it stood. It yelped and collapsed instantly, a perfect shot. Dimitri grinned, and backed into the nose of the pod, creating a choke point to trap the remaining assailants.
The second beast poked its head into the gaping hole in the side of the pod, and its body twitched as two quick shots were planted into its skull, just behind its jaw. That body collapsed, and Dimitri breathed, keeping his hands tight on the pistol.
Rather than enter, the next creature took a more vicious approach, and Dimitri felt the floor jerk out from under his feet as something heavy slammed into the side of the battered pod. His body bounced off the ceiling, and suddenly he found himself on his back, surrounded by wreckage, and out in the open. Two creatures approached, one on either side of him. With a quick, skilled hand, Dimitri put three shots into the closest creature, and turned, firing at the other one.
The animal stumbled as the round hit its massive forelimb, and Dimitri's stomach tightened as he heard the most horrifying sound he could imagine, the hollow click of a firing pin striking an empty chamber. The pistol's slide locked back, and Dimitri froze as the black dog-like animal approached him.
In one last-ditch effort, he hurled the lightweight weapon at the animal, and ran. He heard a growl, and the hollow clack of the gun hitting something solid, and then a more vicious snarl that shook the dirt beneath his feet. In only a few moments, Dimitri learned how fast he could run when he was terrified, which turned out to be fast enough to get into the trees near the edge of the clearing before he could be devoured.
Using his light weight as an advantage, Dimitri slung himself up a tree, and climbed up along the thick, smooth branches. The creature paused below him, sniffing the air, and then snapped its eyes up, the cold black irises sparkling in the darkness as they located his delicacy-quality body.
Dimitri held the body of the tree as the beast swatted the base with a paw, ripping a section of bark off and sending it flying, and then digging its claws in to begin climbing. The tree crackled and bent, and just as the animal reared up, there was a hollow metallic crack, and the creature froze, its head nailed to the tree with a six-foot-long metal spike.
"What in the-" his body suddenly went limp, and he could feel something lifting him over its back, and then his eyes closed.
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He awoke slowly, the soft white light absorbing into his eyes gently, warming him up to being conscious. His body was sore: "Owww..."
"Oh, he's awake." Dimitri squinted, he recognized the words, but they weren't English. It was similar to his home language, Russian, but not quite the same.
"Hello?" He said back in Russian.
"And it speaks." The voice was becoming clearer, and it was obviously female- which made sense, considering the description of the gatherers being mostly female.
"What is this? Where am I?" He fully opened his eyes, and he found himself inside a lightly-colored fabric tent.
"Its language is different, but very â€"shamur-." Dimitri didn't recognize some words, "shall we bring it to the â€"valan- Priestess?"
"Yes," The other creature replied, her shadow's projection nodding outside the tent. "She will be pleased we found another one."
A dark-skinned hand parted the folds of the tent, and Dimitri gasped. The skin on the hand was not skin at all, it was deep, chocolate-brown fur. The rest of the creature emerged through the folds of the tent, and her form reminded Dimitri of a rabbit- but almost stylized and cartoon-like. She had wide, round cheeks, a short nose, soft eyes, and long, slender ears that were tucked back into a wavy length of head fur that ran down her back in rivers of dark chocolate.
"I assume you have never seen one like me?" If she was speaking Russian, it was near perfect Russian.
"No- you...this is your planet." He looked at the tent, "I apologize for intruding- my ship, it was damaged."
"Ship?" The rabbit girl rolled the strange new word around in her mouth, "what is that?"
"Transport..." He tried, "it goes from world to world."
"Oh." The rabbit smiled and nodded, "-turlar-. The -saminas- who came last had a much bigger one. Why the different sizes?"
"Katya!" Another white rabbit jerked the sheet open, "quit playing with it, just get it on its feet."
"Yes mother." The brown rabbit approached him, taking the leather bands off his wrists. Dimitri looked up at her, taking in the strange creature before his eyes, she was very nearly humanoid, though her paws were only three-fingered, with padded undersides, and she was very well-built. Though her strong, flawlessly-sculpted body was more likely the result of constant exercise and hunting than it was from genetics or sexual appeal.
"You're lucky the -HundWarren- did not get to you before I could rescue you."
"You saved me?"
"Yes, I'm Katya, I heard your ship crash." She smiled, revealing a perfect row of sharpened teeth. "You're lucky you can use that weapon of yours well."
"I- I'm Dimitri...how do I thank you for saving me?" He sat up and rubbed his wrists, the feeling slowly coming back to them.
"When the time comes, it will be easy to know." She offered her paw, and helped him down onto the floor from the raised table. It was then Dimitri noticed that she was nearly as tall as Michael. "My, you're a small -samina-"
"Human, you mean?"
"Ahh yes, sorry, my language calls you Samina." She ruffled her head fur, "it means furless people. I apologize if I've offended you."
"No no...it's okay." He smiled back, "as long as you're not trying to kill me, I won't be the least bit offended."
Katya smiled, but it quickly faded as the other rabbit cursed at her and called her over.
"Wait here, Dimitri." She pushed past him carefully, and rushed to the tent's opening. Dimitri nodded and watched as she poked her head outside the tent, and began speaking so quickly, with so many new words that Dimitri didn't bother trying to keep up. He did, however, catch himself trying to envision what was hidden behind the red, silken loin cloth that was tied to her soft fluffy tail. It quickly struck him, and he shook his head and looked down at the floor.
Her tail flicked, and his eyes were back on her backside again, just as suddenly as they had left. She was toned- not overly muscular, not in the least flabby, but nearly perfect, as though she was carved out of marble and polished to a chrome-like finish. Her fur gleamed, even in the soft light of the tent, and the muscles in her legs tensed and relaxed as she talked, providing an entertaining show of fluent bodily motion as he watched guiltily. She turned back, and his eyes barely snapped up in time to make eye contact before she could spot his hungry stare.
Dimitri wasn't to blame; women hated long range escort missions through space. That said, there were only four women on the Chagrin, not one was a possible candidate to help the time pass. Now there was this creature, sweet, cute, well-formed, and very eager-eyed. If Dimitri didn't know any better, he would say she saved him because she wanted him for herself.
"I'm sorry Dimitri, but we are going to take you to the Valan Priestess now." Katya turned back and caught him staring, and her cheeks flared red under her fur, as did his. "Would you like something before you go?"
Dimitri almost let the word ‘you' escape his lips, but thought better of it, with the cute rabbit's mother just outside, it would be a ridiculous request. "Do you have water?"
"Of course." She turned and pulled a bag from under a table, bending over as far as she could to reach it, her tail flickering as her paw clenched the leather strap tied to it.
Dimitri's eyes raked up her back, and Katya trembled, feeling his lustful stare climb her back, and gently caress her shoulders. She turned to him, batting her eyelashes as she reached inside the bag for a canteen.
"Did you know our society is nearly all female?" To Dimitri, Katya's question seemed like Smalltalk, and that was the idea.
"Really?" He tilted his head, "how does your species survive?"
"We're not doing very well, to be truthful." She handed him the canteen. "There have been fewer and fewer males born as of late, and only an even smaller number of them survive to reproduce. It has become so bad, that any one of my people that gives birth to a son is given the status of a priestess.
"Then what is your..." he searched for the word she had said before. "Valan?...Valan priestess?"
"She is the only reason our race has survived as long as it has." The bunny looked up at the ceiling of the tent, "Over the past ten years, she has consistently birthed males for our people. But she is getting old, and is searching for another fertile female to take her place."
"Then why are you taking me to see her?" He tilted his head. "I'm a male."
"I know." She said confidently. "But...the idea is not to have you take her place; it is just a requirement of our people to bring the Sami- Humans of highest authority to meet our own highest authority."
Dimitri took a long, deep drink from the canteen, and wiped his lips. "Thank you...and what did you mean by you know?"
"My mother is a healer; she examined you thoroughly when I brought you back." The rabbit blushed and averted her eyes. "I had to help undressing you."
Dimitri's face got hot, he could feel it. "Oh."
She leaned in close and cupped her hand under the canteen, "don't worry, I will not tell the other girls what I saw."
With the bunny this close, eyes locked on his, Dimitri could hardly think, her presence, her sweet, clean scent, her voice, it all came together in his mind and shook up his better judgment. Before he knew it, he blinked, and their lips were locked together.
Both of them gasped and pulled away hurriedly, blushing hotly and looking at their feet. Katya smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"No it was my fault," he gently put a finger over her lips, "it's been forever since I've kissed a woman."
I've never kissed a man, Dimitri and- Oh my goodness," she turned him towards the tent entrance and gave his smaller body an encouraging shove. "You will be late if you do not go."
"But- wait...Katya!" He turned back as the white rabbit took his arm and towed him down the path.
"Remember, Dimitri." She called, poking her head out from inside the tent, "When the time is right, you will know how to thank me!"
"Katya..." Her mother's lower voice rumbled in her throat.
"-Koham Che-!" Katya cried, waving at him.
"Katya!" Her mother snarled, "-Do domu, Kurva-!"
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"What did she say?" He looked up and asked the white rabbit.
"She warned you that asking me questions will get you killed." The white rabbit shot him a heart-stopping glare. "Now silence."
Dimitri kept his mouth closed as the pearly-white rabbit towed him along the path by his arm. The path was long and winding, taking them between several different tents of various patterns and styles, through tall, heavily-forested areas, and across a clearing. It was just before they reached the carved marble steps of a castle-like structure, that the white rabbit spoke again. Dimitri looked up, and felt his arm tighten as she gripped him harder.
"If you say her name during the ceremony, even breathe it- even think of it. I will do worse than kill you. I will â€"Santur tan makina- you until you only wish I had killed you."
Dimitri's mouth fell open. He had no understanding of what her threat could be, but did not want to find out by asking what it meant.
"Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am." He replied, his chin quivering.
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"Bring forth the Samina." The Valan Priestess waved her hand, and two muscular females dragged him forward into the lighted spot of the floor, keeping his body hidden under a dark, heavy robe. "Now...reveal him to me."
The female on his left ripped the cloak from his body, leaving him standing in nothing but his standard-issue Navy underwear. "Oh god..."
"This is it?" The priestess sat up, shaking her nose at the frail-looking young man before her. "This is the only candidate? I doubt he could even impregnate a young female, never mind one of the priestesses."
Dimitri growled at her, his more animal instincts coming forth as he stepped forward and clenched his fists. "What is your problem with me?"
The Valan rose from her chair, adjusted her elaborate headdress, and swiftly approached him, her feet barely making a sound on the cool marble floor. The crowds on either side of the hall watched as she took his shoulders in her paws, and shoved him hard, sending him onto his back. "You are weak and scrawny, little Samina. To become a mate for a priestess, you must be strong, like our males were."
"Strength..." Dimitri rolled to his feet, and sucked in a sharp breath, "does not make a man, a man's spirit and will makes him what he is. Shove me to the floor as you will, but I will keep standing up."
The Valan's nose wrinkled, "so you believe that you have the will to become a candidate? That the body alone is not your means?"
"I do not wish to become a candidate for your means." Dimitri shook his head.
The Valan curled her lip at him, "understand this, little Samina: you have no choice."
She grabbed his arm and towed him over to the far left side of the hall, and waved to an assistant. The crowds gathered there were suddenly illuminated, and all manner of young, bright-eyed females were revealed to Dimitri's wandering eyes.
"Pick one, any one." The Valan shoved him forward, "see if she produces a son in her litter. I'm sure they're all eager to try."
"What if I choose not to, or if I fail?" Dimitri demanded, turning back to her.
"We will use your live body as bait for the HundWarren." She snarled, "So choose!"
Dimitri turned back, and one young female stepped forward, bowing low to him, and making sure he could see all of her assets. "Dimitri, I am Sasha, one of the most attractive females by vote, and I would be honored if you chose me."
Another approached him, a dappled gray bunny, "I am Nikki, and my bloodline has a history of producing males, I was the only female in my mother's litter."
A third approached and shoved her away, "Hello, young Samina, I-"
"No!" He cried out and turned to the Valan. "This is ridiculous!"
The young females' ears drooped, and their bright eyes faded away. The three bunnies which had been the most forward retreated back into the crowd, tears streaming down their cheeks. "I apologize," Dimitri said to them, "but this is not how I want to choose a female."
"Then how would you do it?"
"I have met one female of your people," Dimitri sighed, "she saved my life, and if I may have any female, I wish to have her...or at least, the opportunity to ask her."
"Who is this female?"
"Katya, the daughter of the white rabbit who brought me here."
"You tyrant â€"sumikal-!" The white rabbit shrieked and tore across the hall with amazing speed, "I will kill you!"
"Anaya!" The Valan's voice thundered through the hall, "Do not dare lay a hand on him."
The rabbit stopped a few feet short of digging her claws into Dimitri's chest, her ears drooped, "Priestess, my Katya is the perfect hunter- strong, fast, wise. I do not want her to become corrupted by the-"
"Corrupted?!" The Valan cried. "Our species is dying and you worry about your daughter bearing children?"
"I worry for her, Priestess," Anaya began, "because she has never experienced breeding, never lost her innocence."
"Anaya, you are a respected member of my tribe," The Priestess took her hand, "your healing powers are unmatched in this part of the world, but you do not think clearly."
The white rabbit reddened noticeably, and her free hand clenched into a fist.
"This human is one of the very few visitors we have had; he could give our race another chance." The Valan stroked her paw. "Would you deny our existence so that your daughter can keep her â€"masu'Nin-?"
"I- I-..." Anaya couldn't speak, her face reddened more, and she looked at the floor.
"Samina!" The Valan boomed, "Your name?"
"My name is Dimitri, Priestess."
"As the highest form of law in this tribe, and in light of Anaya's wonderful work with healing my people, I will pronounce you and Katya as one." The Valan shot Anaya a glare. "However, even if Katya fails to produce a son in her litter, your life will be spared, and you may keep her as your â€"bauma- for life."
"But...why?" Dimitri cocked his eyebrows.
"Anaya let her own personal desires fall before the betterment of the tribe," The Valan waved her paw at the humiliated white rabbit. "Normally, punishment for such an act is imprisonment. But since she is a healer, and an important one at that, I will offer punishment in a different manner."
Dimitri nodded, "give her the exact opposite of what she was striving for."
"Exactly," The Valan grinned, "Now her untouched, unspoiled daughter will be yours, on any night you please, and there will be nothing she can say of it."
Dimitri bowed to the priestess, "I admire your humor, and thank you for your kindness."
"You are welcome, Dimitri." The Valan touched his shoulder, "now, rise and go to your mate, I would not want to keep you from her."
The assistant bunny, a calico red rabbit, brought Dimitri his clothes, and he quickly took them, thanked her, and began to dress.
"One question, to any of you." Dimitri rose as he fastened his belt. "What does â€"koham che- mean?"
The Valan tilted her head, "Who said it to you?"
"Katya, before I came here."
"Then you do not have to ask her permission." The Valan smiled and nodded, "she told you she loved you."
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"Dimitri!" Katya picked him up in her arms, hugging him tightly, "you've returned."
"Yes, and I bring good news." He smiled and held her cheeks, "the Valan priestess, she has found a way for me to thank you for saving my life."
"What do you mean?"
"He's your husband now," Anaya answered sourly. "The Valan made it a public announcement."
Katya's eyes widened, and she tightened her grip around Dimitri's chest, hugging him even tighter, and nearly squeezing the life out of him. He grinned, pulling her head close and locked his lips against hers, pulled back, and did it again, the wetness sealing their mouths together.
"Go home, Katya." Anaya held open the tent, "I don't need this here."
Katya rushed outside, leading Dimitri by his hand. "Oh my goodness I'm so excited...this is going to be my first time."
"I'm excited too, Katya." He clasped his hand over hers. "and I promise I will make your first time memorable."
Katya stopped before a mid-sized, low tent, and held the flap open for Dimitri. He dropped to his knees, and crawled in to the end, and turned to wait for her. Katya slid in, closed the tent flap, and stripped off the thin strand of hide that was keeping her ample bosom against her chest. Dimitri followed suit, hurriedly unbuttoning his shirt as she crawled towards him seductively, her tail raised high in the air.
Dimitri caught Katya's cheeks in his hands, brought her close, and pressed his lips to hers roughly, his tongue running wild in her mouth. Katya moaned softly, her most heated desires igniting as she tasted her first real kiss. The air in the tent heated suddenly, and the strong scent of arousal filled Dimitri's nostrils, made his heart race, and warmed his blood. Katya pulled back, gasping for air, her lips glistening with wetness. "I want more."
Dimitri nodded happily, wrapping an arm behind her back and pushing her back, carefully setting her on her back against the fur-lined floor of the tent.
The sun had begun to set again -the days must have been much shorter on this planet- and several of the nearby rabbits had lit a fire in the centre of the small grouping of tents. The warm orange light shone through the side of the tent, and Katya's eyes sparkled, her chocolate fur glowing orange in the flickering firelight.
"-Koham che-, Katya." He smiled as he pressed his lips to hers; stroking his hands up her sides tenderly.
Katya mewled and wrapped her arms around his body; the force nearly crushing him against her breasts, the sensation of his body rubbing the tender nubs of flesh sending tingles up her spine.
"This is so amazing." She pulled back, licking his taste off her lips, "why did my mother want to protect me from this?"
"I'm not sure..." Dimitri sat up, "but this isn't breeding, I just wanted to warm you up to the sensations you could experience."
"You mean..." Here eyes glistened in anticipation, "there's more?"
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Dimitri had stripped off her loin-cloth, set it neatly aside, and positioned himself between her thighs, his chin resting on her stomach. "Now Katya," He reminded her as he kissed her stomach gently, "if it gets to be too much for you, just say stop."
"I'll be okay, Dimitri." She ran her paw-fingers through his hair, "I promise."
Dimitri smiled, and slid back, gently pushing her legs apart. Her scent washed over him, and suddenly Dimitri could feel his length pressing against the inside of his military-issue trousers. It could wait, for now, as Katya's pleasure was his first priority.
The lapine groaned softly as Dimitri pressed apart her swollen lips with his fingertips, revealing the moist inner folds of her virgin cunny. The outer lips were coated in fine, silky brown fur, but her insides were bare, pink flesh. Dimitri gently spread the plump outer lips farther apart, and admired the sparkling pink insides. Her treasure was hidden just below the surface of the soft outer labia, and they sloped inward sharply towards her tiny entry way. Just above his thumbs was a tiny lip of flesh that likely covered her clit when not aroused, but now it was simply pushed up out of the way as the white-pink pearl of her pleasure button had grown. A sharp cry of ecstasy filled the air as the human's tongue grazed her clit, taking his first taste of the lapine's untouched insides.
"Oooh, Dimitri!" She cried out and dug her fingers through his hair, pulling him in. "Mmm, that feels so wonderful, don't stop."
Dimitri caught the tiny collection of nerve clusters in his lips, and gently suckled on it as Katya writhed in front of him. The moistness that was present before has blossomed into full wetness that leaked from her delicate opening, and pooled on the floor under her tail. Her stuttered moans had drawn some attention from the nearby tents, and one shadow tapped the side of their tent. "Is everything alright?"
"Ahhh Gods yes..." Katya moaned, "My love is pleasuring me."
"Oh...oh my!" The other bunny backed away, "my apologies for interrupting."
Katya groaned in reply, and dug her short claws into the fur-lined floor. Dimitri could hear the inquisitive rabbit herding the other rabbits away between Katya's gasps of dreamy ecstasy. He pulled away, licking his lips. Her taste was unique, sweet, exotic, -but he couldn't quite place the exact flavor. It reminded him of a medley of fruits, but sweeter, and mixed with liqueur.
It felt as though he was getting drunk off her juices, his mind swam, and his desires flared under his skin. All he could think of was her, her gentle motions, sharp gasps, sweet lips, exotic flavor, her melting voice, cooing for him to continue. Dimitri looked into here eyes, they watered with agonized withdrawal, she wanted so much more. He could no longer resist the final act, and rose up above her on his arms. Her paws flashed over to his pants, hurriedly undoing them and shoving them down to his knees. With so little room in the tent, Dimitri just let them be, and leaned over the lapine's toned body, kissing up from her stomach.
Katya's entire body trembled as he gently grasped her breasts, rubbing his face against the soft, pink-tipped masses of flesh and fur. He sucked gently at one nipple, then the other, and then continued his journey up to her neck, kissing and nipping at her shoulders, her neck, and finally nipping her lips. Her paws found the back of his head, and she reeled him in roughly, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth.
The female's tender treasure rubbed against Dimitri's underwear, the firm length underneath teasing her as it grazed her pleasure pearl. She groaned and pushed his lips away, spreading her legs wide. "Please..."
Dimitri needed no explanation, the pleading look in her eyes, the slickness between her spread thighs; it painted a picture so vivid that it could only be properly expressed in two very simple words: fuck me.
Katya watched as Dimitri rolled onto his back, kicked off his trousers, and desperately tore off his underwear, a fully swollen erection popping free from its restraints. She gasped, a paw covering her lips- the first time she had ever seen an erect male fully naked. Dimitri was by no means over-endowed, but Katya doubted he would fit without some kind of pain. He knew too- if she was a virgin, it would almost certainly hurt her. Dimitri had never had any experience with an unbroken female, but chose to play it safely.
"Katya," He leaned over her, "this will probably hurt you a lot, and I want you to take control so you can guide yourself."
The female nodded and took his hand, rolling him onto his back, and straddling his waist, keeping her firm backside just above the tip of his length. She reached behind her back, gently taking hold of his manhood, and lowering herself onto it, guiding the tip between the lips of her treasure.
Dimitri felt the tip of his length touch solid flesh, and Katya gasped, sitting back up, "sorry, it hurts."
"It's alright, my dearest." He stroked her cheek, "take it as slowly as you need to."
Katya nodded and began lowering herself onto his length again, carefully keeping it centered between her thighs. Her flesh parted, and the pair could both feel Dimitri's throbbing manhood slowly entering her- and then they both inhaled. In a quick, powerful thrust, Katya sacrificed her innocence to the young lieutenant under her. She squealed, a sharp sting flaring up along her spine, and the warm trickle of blood oozing down her thigh. In the moment of agony, Katya had forgotten what the pain meant. A sly smile crossed her soft features as the thoughts quickly returned to her.
This was it, the best moment of her life, the most glorious seconds of her history: past, present, and future. She rocked her hips forward, grinding against the throbbing male presence that she kept tightly gripped within her arousal-slicked pink cunny. The pain faded so quickly that Katya barely had time to react as her body was suddenly hit by years of pleasure that had been held up inside her. She whined loudly, dragging her claws up her own stomach, and drove her hips forward again, nearly folding Dimitri like a napkin. The pleasure of her first time was an unending stream of fire that coursed through her veins, chilled her bones, and made every nerve ending squeal and quiver.
Her whole body had been reprogrammed, every cell trembling with pleasure, every breath heated and uncontrolled. This was her moment, and nothing could beat it, or so she thought. Dimitri thrust his hips upward, nearly lifting the toned bunny off the floor as her whole body sunk down onto his hilt; Katya cried out and dug her claws into his chest, dragging them down across his trim stomach.
"Ahh- YES!"
Her cry echoed through the surrounding area, and Dimitri could hear soft footsteps surrounding the tent, in spite of the loud, excessively lewd noises of their passionate lovemaking. The air was heavy with the smell of sex, and Dimitri spared no time for the voyeurs around the tent, instead focusing on giving Katya her most intense sexual experience.
"Yes, yes, yes! More! I want you all, as hard as you can!"
Dimitri could've sworn he heard a moan- but from outside the tent. He followed the soft sounds, and sure enough, in the shadows being projected on the tent, there were two females caressing one another, lips locked together. It made sense, with very few males on the planet, the remaining females were likely to seek accompaniment from their own kind, especially in a situation such as this.
Katya laid against him, nipping his neck as she drove her hips against his in a hurried, desperate pace, her words slurring into an incoherent jumble of gasps and moans. He grabbed her, and with a burst of strength neither of them had fathomed, Dimitri found himself on top, pinning the female down as his hips bucked harshly against hers.
"Ohhhh, Dimitri! T-that...th-that's how I want it!"
The moans outside were getting more heated, and more numerous- Dimitri would bet his life that half of the village was participating in their supposedly private moment. While none of them had interfered, they had all become very involved.
It didn't matter to Dimitri, or Katya for that matter, even after a curious set of paws parted the tent flaps and took hold of Dimitri's sides. The other female kissed his neck gently, her paw-pads gingerly massaging his back as he continued to give Katya what she wanted most. The male turned his head, and the other rabbit kissed his lips delicately, her features pulled back in a impassioned smile. He nodded to her, and she tightened her body against his, her own strength contributing to each of his thrusts into the chocolate brown rabbit before him. Katya moaned louder, her cunny clutching at his shaft.
"Oh God! Dimitri, it- it feels like I'm g-gonna burst!"
"Hold it for as long as you can, Katya."
"b-but...ahhhh!" She begged, "it hurts so bad!"
Dimitri looked into her eyes, and noticed another rabbit peeling back the opposite wall of the tent, inhaling the heavy musk, and then crawling over to Katya, brushing the stray locks of hair away from her tightly shut eyes.
"Don't fret, Katya." The second rabbit said, "When that hurt bursts from you, it will better than you can imagine."
Dimitri watched as the other rabbit cupped Katya's cheek, turned her head, and kissed her deeply, both murring softly into one another's lips. The lapine's free hand grazed across Katya's neck, and then down to her breasts, giving them soft, playful squeezes. Katya cried out in bliss.
"Oh by the Gods...it's coming...ahhhhh- I love you all!"
Dimitri groaned as the bunny behind him bit into his shoulder, moaning sharply as Katya's pleasure multiplied the strength of her own orgasm. The bunny across from him locked her lips with Katya, sucking in her shrieking cries of agonized bliss as the chocolate lapine came hard.
A short, thick jet of clear, honey-like fluid surrounded Dimitri's length, the three females cried out in bliss, and the pure ecstasy of the moment, coupled with the overwhelming scent of not one, but three females in the midst of their climactic moments... each separate sensation could have easily sent him over the edge, but the perfect combination of every factor of pleasure drove his body into overdrive.
Dimitri cried out to the heavens as every ounce of his seed exploded from him in a race to see which cell could fertilize his mate's eggs first. Katya mewled in bliss, her hips thrusting up to meet Dimitri's as she felt the thick jets of cream paint her insides, fill her to her depths, and surround her future litter.
Dimitri fell forward, and the bunny behind him tightened her grip, letting the spent male down onto Katya's chest gently. Before he passed out, Dimitri nestled his head between his mate's breasts, and closed his eyes. The sensation of a soft paw stroking his head was the last thing he could remember before his mind slowed to a crawl, and sleep absorbed him.
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Dimitri would never leave his new home. But when one was given a pass into heaven, why would they ever want to leave?