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I watched as Jason left, slipping through the trees and back out into the courtyard proper. Ah, my Jason, my precious jewel, my pet. Just his name set my two hearts a flutter, his presence was like a balm on a wound, and his scent… oh by the Great Tree, his scent! It drove me insane, lit a fire in my loins, made it near impossible not to salivate at the idea of ripping his clothes off and claiming him as mine! Such a unique aroma of human and Venmar, the two scents so perfectly mixed it was like a glass of perfectly fermented Vola.

It has been so long since I have felt such strong emotions towards another being, so long since I've had the companionship of another in my bed. And I would have it again! But I would wait, at least for now. Jason was delicate, fragile. He didn't act like it, and I'm not sure he even realizes it himself, but I could see it in his eyes, the way he walks, the way his head is on a constant swivel trying to spot any sort of threat. He wouldn't find any, I made sure of that, every person in Tower 14 was at my beck and call, and as such, I have had my family keep their distance, had them guard my precious jewel against others that would do him harm.

I should have been more vigilant that first day, done more to protect him, given him a guard at least, or even stepped out of my room to stop him. I had heard him walk past my door that night, heard his carefully measured footsteps, and smelled his anxiety. But I did nothing, I figured the tower would be safe. And while other inmates could enter other towers, it was an unspoken rule not to unless invited.

Korza was the one that had heard the fighting, the screams. She had gotten Na'Rutha first, then me and Reyna. When I saw what was going on, I lost it. That Venmar, crouched over my Jason, so much blood everywhere it couldn't get washed down the drain fast enough, and that damn dog's hand creeping down below towards a place that didn't belong to her!

I would have killed her, I would have ripped her throat out with my teeth and torn the flesh from her bones with my claws, then I would have burned what remained! Yet I could not, Jason would not have approved, even though that Venmar of Green's had hurt him so badly, he would not have approved.

Letting out a low growl at the memory I try to shake off the anger starting to build up inside me. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Korza looking at me expectantly, I just give her a slight nod, and at that, she barks orders to some of her pack who instantly shoot off in the direction Jason had gone. They would keep their distance, but they would keep an eye on him, make sure nothing happens.

Taking a deep breath, I calm myself, letting the smoke that had started to seep from my nostrils dissipate. Now was not the time to get angry over the past, I had business to look into, family to take care of, and a few questions for my two subordinates behind me.

“Report!" I snapped, crossing my arms and turning back to the pink Sivec and my wingless brethren.

“We had a disagreement with some of Nil'Tasus' people, two of our own have been sent to the infirmary and one to solitary confinement. Four of Nil'Tasus' group were sent to the infirmary while three were sent to confinement," said Pink seriously, her usual bubbly excitement replaced by whatever somber tone her translator could reproduce.

“Hmm… And you, Teth?" I hum thoughtfully, glancing her way.

“My sources tell me that one of Green's has died, overdosed on some medication they were taking. Appears to have been deliberate."

“Was it the…" I trail off, looking at Teth expectantly. She knew who I was talking about and answered quickly.

“No," she said, shaking her head, “It wasn't Numa. She is still in the infirmary, recovering from the injuries Na'Rutha gave her."

“A pity," I say dejectedly. I had been hoping that Venmar would die from her wounds, but apparently, she is still alive. Damn the Alliance and their testing of new medical equipment!

It was well known among the prisoners of Section X that Numa was a notorious drug addict. Of course, with us being where we are, it is impossible to smuggle illegal drugs onto the station. However, Artemis was kind enough to provide cigarettes through the Item Requester. That didn't stop Numa from lying and faking illnesses to get medication that she could get high on, though. Why Green even had her as a lieutenant was beyond me, half the time the Venmar could be found passed out on a couch somewhere, high out of her mind on one medicinal drug or another.

There was so much to deal with even while in prison, like keeping my family safe, and dealing with Green when the bug tries to encroach more on my territory. Was it childish, fighting over little islands of flora and fauna when everyone here was in the same boat, criminals, most locked away for life? To some yes, but to us, no. This was the kind of life everyone here led, it is what I grew up with, it is what I know, and I know how to do it well. If I laid down and rolled over, letting anyone just take what I had laid claim to, then it could damage my reputation, people wouldn't see me as strong, wouldn't see me as a leader. I would be dead by the morning. It was just how things worked, you give respect you get respect, and if someone doesn't respect you, you make them respect you.

The rumors spreading around about a new criminal empire on the rise in the outer rim were bothersome but also meaningless. There was always some new crime syndicate, cartel, drug lord, pirate, or the next “King of Thieves" trying to make it big in the outer rim. Hell, that was how I had started! But none of them would be a real empire, not like mine had been. Yes, my parents had helped, what with their background of being smugglers, but it had been me who had built my criminal empire from the ground up, spreading across the galaxy and burrowing into every corner of society.

Unlike these people, I didn't advertise my growth, didn't try to flaunt it or grow my ego. It was their first and last mistake, the Alliance would be on them in no time, shutting them down, arresting everyone. No doubt we will be seeing a new stream of inmates in the coming months or years. It depends on if the Alliance take all who they arrest back to the core worlds for trial or not.

I let out a sigh, rubbing at my temples. It has been a long week, what with the more frequent fights between our family and the other factions, the worry I had over Jason as he was in the infirmary, and now this sudden development of Green being able to get outside information. I knew the bug was clever, but not even I can get any information about the outside world asides from the entertainment spheres. It seemed like everyone who worked for Artemis was nigh incorruptible, yet the bug had managed to figure out a way to manipulate some poor guard into doing what she wanted. Something not even I was able to do! It was infuriating!

All of this going on was important, yes, but I just couldn't help letting my thoughts drift back to my Jason. Already I missed his company, his witty remarks, the fact he would turn such a burning red and lose the ability to speak properly when I tease him. It seemed like whenever he was around it made everything so much better, so much brighter, and just so much happier. I haven't been able to get my mind off of him since he arrived, he's a conundrum, a mystery, and it just makes him all the more fascinating to me. It is clear he is uncomfortable around a lot of people, and his past isn't something he seems to want to talk about, which is fair.

He was adorable though, so small and soft, his grey and blue eyes so incredibly alluring, his white hair so unique and different from a normal human's. He wasn't human, though, was he? That just made him even more special to me, a Hybrid, I was falling for a Hybrid!

What would he look like, I wonder, beneath me, stripped of all his clothing, breathing heavily, and moaning my name as I take him for myself? What adorable sounds would he make? How would his lips taste upon mine? That type of kissing is a human thing, not something my people could easily reciprocate, but I would try, I want to try.

I had accidentally let my instincts take over that morning, garnering a taste of him as I nibbled on his neck. I'm not sure he understands the significance of such a thing, nor the implications. I desire him more than anything, more than the most precious gems, more than spice and drugs, more than accounts full of credits! More than my very freedom from this place if it came down to it.

I felt slick wetness running down my inner thighs, my core burning with uncontrollable lust. My breathing increased, becoming heavier as I thought more and more about taking what is rightfully mine. It is his fault that I am like this, so hot and bothered and losing control of my senses! It is his fault, so he should take responsibility! Besides, it would be better for both of us, wouldn't it? If I go to him now, claim him now, mark him now, show everyone just who it is he belongs to! And if it didn't calm down the other prisoners I've seen eyeing him, then at least it will calm the burning fire in my loins.

That's when it hit me, the smell of my own arousal, the burning musk that filled my nose. Anyone with a good sense of smell would know how turned on I was, which would be pretty much everyone except the Asta and Sivec, but I didn't care. It was rather common to smell the arousal of other inmates, especially those who weren't into women or couldn't get their requests for certain toys approved.

“Pink, Teth," I said as calmly as I could, “It was good to speak with you, but I am afraid I must take my leave, I too need a shower."

“Oh, I'm sure you do~," Teth said suggestively, looking at me knowingly.

I just return her smile before turning and walking away, hearing Pink giggle as she too, no doubt, understood my implications. Before I got too far, however, I remembered something important I had to speak with my sister about, oh well, that could wait for later.

Instead, I called over my shoulder, “By the way, if you see Reyna at all, tell her I would like to speak with her later, it is rather important."

Teth nodded and pink waved two of her four arms in farewell while squeaking, “Okay Nala! Have fun~!"

Oh, I'm going to have fun, I'm going have the most fun I've had in years. And while I respect and love my little Jason, he isn't about to get a choice in this matter. I couldn't wait any longer, I wanted him, needed him! Besides, it is partly his fault I'm in such a state, if he didn't want to get me all riled up then he shouldn't have been acting so cute! He probably didn't even realize it, seeing as he wasn't familiar with Skal culture, but he has practically been begging for my attention since the beginning!

“Oh, Jason," I practically moan to myself, marching towards the elevators to Tower 14. “You have no idea the beast you have just unleashed, do you?"

***

I stood outside the showers, staring at the doorway and the dividing wall that blocked the rest of the room from view. Nala said go take a shower, I wanted to take a shower. But I was scared, my mind keeps flashing back to what happened last time, forcing me to remember the pain, how scared I was, how… defiled I felt afterward.

I could skip a shower for today, right? I've been worse off, left to stew in my own blood and puke before, a little bit of sweat wasn't going to kill me.

But Nala might. A little voice in the back of my head said sinisterly. She told us to do something, so we better do it!

“Nala wouldn't do that…" I say softly, protesting the voice inside my head. “She… She cares about us."

Does she? It asked, pushing doubt and uncertainty into my mind. What if it's all a façade, a mask she puts on just to get what she wants? She is a criminal after all.

“S-She is, but she's… she's… different."

We thought that once before, remember? Look what happened to us, you remember the last time we disobeyed, don't you?

Yes… yes, I did remember. Images of a dark room lit only by the sharp glow of monitors filled my mind, I felt the coldness of a metal table against my back, the sharp pain of wires digging into my flesh, the sound of a keyboard clicking filling my ears!

As I lay there, I can see boney hands, maybe even a prosthetic, flying across a keyboard out of the corner of my eye. The pain would come soon, they would find what was wrong with me, and then they would fix it. But it wouldn't stay fixed forever, it never did. I wish whatever is wrong with me would get fixed and remain so, it was so tiresome trying to think on my own, so painful when I deviated from their plans. It was so much nicer not having to think for myself, to just let them take care of everything and all I had to do was listen and obey. Though the pain wasn't very nice, and no matter how many times they fixed me, I never got used to it. It always felt worse than the last time.

I was pulled back into reality as a group of prisoners went past me, and I flinched away from them, my head swiveling to watch them as they stepped onto the lift. A few glanced my way, but for the most part, I was largely ignored. A few seconds later and the lift was gone, descending into the cafeteria.

I looked back to the showers, expecting the voice to start back up again, but it didn't. It was right, though, I should just do as I was told. Obeying made things so much easier.

Only moments later did I find myself standing beneath warm water once again. I kept my boxers on, they had saved me from certain… things last time and I still wasn't comfortable showering naked in a place where anyone could just walk in on me. No one did though, thankfully.

It was nice to get clean again, but it was a bit annoying with how high the soap dispensers were. I felt like a small child trying to reach things made for adults! Whatever, so long as I could get clean, I guess it didn't matter.

I paused as I heard voices coming in from the outside, my body going rigid as I waited and listened. There were two, maybe three, people talking right outside the showers. It lasted only a few seconds, but soon enough, the voices faded, and I could hear footsteps walking away. After a moment of just standing there listening and not hearing anything else, I let myself relax, going back to soaping up my body.

I rinse off quickly before ducking my head under the water, wetting my hair, and closing my eyes. It was so therapeutic for me, the feeling of the water cascading down my body, the warmth it brought, the hissing sound it made as it poured out of the showerhead and splattered against the tile. It felt like I could just stand here all day and get lost in my thoughts.

I reached up towards the soap, intent on washing my hair. I could almost reach it and was about to stand on tiptoes to boost myself just the little bit more I needed to go, when a sultry voice, far too close for comfort, spoke into my ear.

“Need some help?"

I froze, my eyes blowing wide as someone pressed themselves up against me from behind. I went rigid, my muscles tensing, blood rushing into my ears. How had they snuck up on me? They were so silent, that I didn't even hear their footsteps, and I had made sure to hide away in the farthest corner of the showers! Was I so lost in my own thoughts that I just didn't notice? Who were they? What do they want from me? Why couldn't I just be left alone!

My vision tunneled, focusing solely on my raised hand, my heart pounding in my chest as a million thoughts rushed through my head at once.

Didn't they know Nala already had a claim on me? No one would dare defy her, not anyone from Tower 14 at least. Then who were they? Another inmate from a different tower? Another of Green's lackeys? Someone else?

It wouldn't be like last time, there was no one up here, and no matter how much I screamed, no one would hear me. Why, why couldn't I just be left alone!? Why didn't Artemis have fucking cameras or something in here! I'd sacrifice a bit of privacy for more security any day!

Then a thought hit me. What if she did? What if she did have cameras in here, what if she could see everything going on, and that damn A.I wasn't doing anything about it? Did she get some kind of sick entertainment from watching stuff like this?

My breathing was starting to pick up, my hand shaking, my body no doubt doing much the same. I was about to scream, to call for help, when a familiar black, scale-covered hand traced up my arm lovingly, caressing me so very gently as if I were made of glass. Once they reached my hand, they entwined our fingers for a moment, my hand looking absolutely tiny compared to theirs. I felt their other arm wrap around my waist, pulling me back into them, a deep rumbling sound coming from behind me as their hand let go of mine and moved towards the soap dispenser.

The small machine whirred and shot out a handful of clear gel into the hand of the person behind me, the shiny black claws tipping each finger resembling ones I have seen before.

Slowly, I tilted my head back, only to find myself looking up into a pair of golden eyes and a muzzle that held a rather familiar smirk. It was Nala! As soon as I realized who it was, I relaxed, only to tense up again when I came to the conclusion she was pressing her naked body against me. Her breasts cradled my head, and her scales, as smooth as glass, rubbed against my skin. There was a rumbling deep in her chest, the same kind of purr she had let out this morning. Her eyes gleamed with a predatory gaze, and her breathing was heavy and uneven.

I don't know if it was my own embarrassment, the heat of the water, or Nala's presence combined with the other two, but she felt a lot warmer than usual like she was burning up from the inside out.

“W-What are you doing here?" I stammer, swallowing the lump that had formed in my throat. I'm surprised I was even able to form words!

“Just taking a shower, same as you," she cooed, voice husky. Her other hand let go of my waist, coming up and gently cupping my face, her thumb rubbing over my cheek. “I saw you were having a bit of trouble reaching the soap, figured I could help." She winked suggestively before guiding my head down, making me look at the wall as I felt her hands crawl into my hair.

I stood there stunned, unable to move, unable to think, letting Nala massage soap into my scalp and wash my hair. I don't know what to do! I felt like I should say something, anything! But what could I say? It was a communal shower; I couldn't just tell her to leave! And the thought of this morning, how she had been so aggressive, so possessive. I believed her when she said I couldn't deny her anything, and the thought of what she might do if I tried to push her away now made my heart drop into my stomach.

But she wouldn't do that, would she? Nala has never tried to hurt me before, why would she start now?

Because it was all fake! A mask she put on to get what she wanted! That little voice inside me screamed, making my head throb with pain.

I closed my eyes, shutting them tightly and shaking my head to get rid of the voice. I didn't want to believe it! I wouldn't believe it! Nala wouldn't… she wouldn't…

“Hold still, I'm trying to get these knots out of your hair, and I don't want to hurt you," Nala said softly, dragging her claws through my soapy hair, gently combing out the knots and tangles. She held my head firmly, but not painfully, not forcefully, just keeping me still as she worked.

Nala gently pressed on the back of my head, guiding it beneath the running water, her claws gliding through my hair and easily combing out any twisted strands that were stuck together. She was as gentle as she could possibly be, never pulling or tugging or causing any pain except for a light sting when she encountered a particularly troublesome knot.

I tried to not think about our nakedness, my cheeks still burning and face flushed red. My mind was still reeling, trying to process what was going on. I felt so tense, so unsure of what to do, what to think. I've never been in a situation like this, never even been this close to a naked woman before. I never had the chance to date anyone or develop a relationship. In truth it was never something I really thought or cared about, machines were so much easier to understand than people, and code was so much simpler to dissect than a person's thoughts. I would take trying to break into the pentagon any day of the week than be in this situation!

“N-Nala?" I gulp hesitantly.

“Hmm?" She hums in acknowledgment, fingers still dancing through my hair even after all the soap had been washed away.

“W-What are y-you actually doing h-here?" Her fingers stopped combing through my hair, her deep purring dying down a little. Her hand traced down the side of my face, her claws gently scratching along my cheek before her hand comes to rest on the left side of my neck.

“Did you know, Jason, that the Skal equivalent of a kiss, is biting?" She asked, running the back of her fingers along my neck where she had nipped at me before. The red marks from her teeth were gone by now but feeling her run her fingers over where they had been sent a spark running up my spine, making me shiver and let out a shaking breath.

“N-No," I reply shakily.

“Do you know what it means when a female bites a male as I did to you?"

Slowly, I shake my head, my body shivering and shaking as her hand continues to stroke my neck, her other hand still in my hair and her tail suddenly coming up and wrapping around my waist.

“Eek!" I yelp as Nala pulls me closer to her, her bare body pressing up against mine, her slick, smooth scales cool yet warm at the same time. Her breasts pressed into my back as she leaned down to get closer to me, and I swear I felt something poke into my back when she shifted.

“A bite like that," Nala cooed softly, her long, dexterous tongue flicking out and licking the back of my ear, “Is a mating request, a… proposal if you will. Should the male reciprocate by submitting to it, it means they agree."

I nearly cricked my neck with how fast I whipped my head around to look at her lust-filled eyes. “P-Proposal?! W-What! I never… I didn't…" What was she talking about!? I never agreed to such a thing! I can't get married; I've never even had a girlfriend before! Sure, I liked Nala, but I feel like we might have skipped a few steps!

“Oh, but you did, my Precious Jewel. You submitted to it, didn't even try to stop me! If anything, you presented your neck even more. Do you have any idea what you have been doing to me since you got here? You keep presenting yourself as available like you are just begging for someone to claim you! It has been driving me insane!"

Presenting myself as available? What does that mean!? I haven't been doing anything of the sort! Have I?

“W-What do you mean? I haven't done anything to suggest such a thing!" I squirmed as Nala's grip on me grew firmer, her breathing increasing, becoming more labored. It felt like she was growing hotter by the second, and I was sure it wasn't the water this time.

“You have my pet, you might not have realized it, but you have. You constantly stick by my side, you reciprocate my affections, you don't fight me on anything, and you grow so flustered and embarrassed at the slightest bit of teasing or compliments. Not to mention you practically declared yourself as mine this morning! For Skals, these are all signs that a male is available, desiring a mate."

Have I been doing that? Now that she says so and I think about it, then yes, I can see how she might think that. Especially if that really is how Skals 'date.' And she wasn't wrong either, I had called myself her 'Precious Jewel' but that had just been in the heat of the moment! Have I really been giving off these signals all this time?

Her use of the word male is a bit weird though. Why did she keep saying it like it was only men who acted this way? I learned about Skals in school, but that was some of the most basic stuff, I never got to the more advanced studies on our alien allies so I'm not fully aware of Skal culture.

“Why do you keep saying 'male' so specifically?"

Nala laughed, her grip on me tightening even more. “Did they not teach you anything on Earth?"

“T-They did!" I protested, “But I was 17 when… when certain things happened, I missed my last year of schooling along with the more advanced studies on aliens."

“Well, that does explain your ignorance I suppose," she said with a chuckle, “Allow me to enlighten you, my dear. Skals are a female-dominated species. We are bigger, stronger, have longer snouts, more muscles, and bigger and thicker scales. Males, on the other hand, are smaller, weaker, their snouts are shorter, and their scales tend to be much smaller and thinner."

It is only after her explanation that I realize I have never even seen a male Skal before. The R.O.F had been made mostly of Venmar, Silistains, Kilnoids, and Humans. There were a few Skal but they were a very small minority in the terrorist organization, and all of them had been, in fact, female.

“W-Why me, though? Why do you want me? I-I didn't even mean to send out those kinds of signals, I can't… I can't get married!"

Nala laughed affectionately, her finger still dancing along the side of my neck as if she was imagining what it would be like to mark me again, which she probably was.

“While becoming mates in Skal culture is somewhat similar to Earth's marriage system, it is not entirely the same thing. There are no legal contracts, no vows, and while there might be some kind of ceremony, it will mostly be among a small group of immediate family and friends, nothing fancy like humans do. Though, of course, it is not a necessary affair."

“O-Okay, I suppose that makes sense," I say hesitantly, “B-But why me?"

“Why you? Well, you're small, your skin is smoother and softer than any scales I have ever seen, and I find shorter snouts attractive, and you practically don't have one unless you count that cute little nose of yours. Also, can't it just be because I like you?"

Could it be because she likes me? Did she need any other reason? Did I need any other reason? I liked Nala, but not because of how she looks, but because… because… I just liked her. She was interesting, she was nice, sort of, in her own way. I don't really know why I feel this way about her, but I do, simple as that.

“And in any case, my Jewel, is our situation not unique as it is? We are both stuck here, forever, for the rest of our lives, would it be so bad to indulge ourselves? Would it be so bad to just give in? To let me have you?"

Her grip on me grew tighter, one hand wrapping around my throat, she didn't hurt me, she was gentle, but the move was controlling nonetheless. Her other hand slid down, caressing my shoulder before sliding down to my chest, claws scratching along my skin and leaving behind red trails. Her hand lightly brushed over one of my nipples, making me let out a sharp gasp. I began to shiver again, my legs starting to feel wobbly, her hand stopped on my stomach, just holding me as if she was waiting for something. And she was, she was waiting for my answer.

The hand around my throat crawled up my neck where she took my chin into her hand, tilting my head back and making me look up at her. She stared down at me with wanton eyes, the desire, the lust, the sheer need I saw within them sending sparks of emotion straight to my heart.

“Please, Jason," she practically begged, “I want you, I need you! Give yourself to me, let me have you," She moved closer, her golden eyes boring into my mismatched ones, her grip turning possessive, her claws digging into my flesh though not hard enough to draw blood. “Let me mark you, let me claim you. I will keep you safe, I will give you whatever I can, anything you desire that is within my power! I know I do not have much, seeing as I am stuck here, like you, but I will love you, give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, make you beg for more which I will happily give!"

My resolve wavered, I knew something like this was going to happen eventually, she had said as much on my first day, but I didn't expect it so soon. It has been a week since I arrived, but I spent almost all of that time in the infirmary. But here she was, clear desire dripping from her voice. She wanted me, and that, for some reason, made me unexplainably happy. No one has ever looked at me like she does, no one has ever spoken to me as she does, no one has ever seen me as she does! She wanted me for me, not because I could do something for her, not because I'd be a perfect tool, not because she just liked how I looked, but because she liked me.

I liked her, I liked her a lot, and I don't even know why! She's amazing, interesting, different, beautiful, and so many other things that I can't even think of them all. But what about escaping? What about Amelia? Shouldn't I be trying to get out of here, to get home?

This is our home now, said that same little voice from before, though this time it sounded sad, but happy as well. We deserve to be here, we did terrible things, and we must pay for them. But would it really be so bad to have some happiness? To find some joy here?

No, no it wouldn't. Just because I was stuck here didn't mean I couldn't be happy, right? I deserved some happiness in my life, didn't I?

I look back to Nala, and gently, I wrap my hands around her wrists, pulling them away from me. She didn't resist, didn't try to force herself onto me, but her face fell and became awash in disappointment, hurt, and sadness. It hurt me to see her looking like that, but I knew it wouldn't stay for long.

She made to pull away, but I held her wrists firmly, turning around so I could face her. She became surprised when I pressed myself against her, basking in her warmth. I leaned against her, forcing her to wrap her arms around me to keep us, or at least me, from falling to the floor. One hand rested on my lower back, the other on my upper back. It was only when she was touching me that I remembered I had fur covering part of my back now, I had completely forgotten about it, but with her hands resting there, I felt hyper-aware of every single piece of fuzz.

My face was flushed bright red, and I had to stand on my tiptoes just so my face wouldn't become smothered in her chest. I could feel hard nubs pressing into my chest, and I blushed even more as my question on if she had nipples or not was answered.

I took a deep calming breath before looking up at her. My voice was shaky, full of anxiety, but I managed to push through and say, “Okay."

She narrowed her eyes, her slit pupils blowing wide and almost encompassing the golden pools that I loved to look into. Her grip grew stronger than ever before, so incredibly possessive, her fingers curling and claws digging into my back. I shivered as her hands brushed against my fur, the little hairs sending what felt like pleasurable sparks of electricity shooting through me.

“I-I'll give you one more chance to say no," Nala growled, her voice stuttering as her breathing increased once again and she suddenly began to heat up. “But if you don't, then I will claim you as mine, I will mark you, and I won't stop if you suddenly change your mind, do you understand?"

I nod without hesitation, “Yes, yes I understand." I don't know what came over me, but my arms wrapped around her neck, clutching at her as if she were my lifeline. My fingers threaded through the soft fur and pointy spines that ran from between her horns and down the center of her back.

“I want it," say panting, my breathing becoming almost as labored as hers. I felt so hot for some reason, so aware, like my senses had been boosted and I had become so much more sensitive to everything. Every little brush of Nala's body against mine, the prick of her claws digging into my back, the heat of her breath washing over my face, it all sent tingles of unexplainable pleasure through me.

I felt myself becoming aroused, the fabric of my boxers brushing against my erection becoming unbearable.

“Jason…" Nala growled, leaning down, drawing closer, her grip tightening to such absurd strengths I became confused on why I didn't feel like I was being crushed.

“Nala," I breathed, staring into her lustful eyes, some deep-rooted desire building up within me by the second. “I want it, I want you!"

That was the last straw for her, and before I could even react, she pounced. She lifted me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around her waist as she pressed me up against the tiled walls of the shower and practically mauled me. I gasped at how forceful she had suddenly become, but my mouth was quickly covered by her own as she pressed her lips against mine. I didn't resist, I let her in, let her long, pointed tongue slide into my mouth, and explore. It wasn't like before when Numa had forced herself onto me, it was so much better!

I had never kissed anyone before, and I was sure the way Nala was doing things wasn't how it was supposed to go. Her jaws were opened wide, her teeth scraping against my cheeks as she shoved her tongue into my mouth, poking, prodding, and exploring. She didn't have lips, not like humans did, we would never be able to kiss 'properly' but that didn't matter to me. I didn't care. Because this just felt so amazing, so right!

I tried to reciprocate, tried to entwine my tongue with Nala's but hers was just so much bigger, so much longer, and far more dexterous than mine. It just kept coming, piling into my mouth with no end in sight, coiling around my tongue, licking at the inside of my cheeks, running along my flat teeth, and playing with my far-more-pointer-than-normal incisors.

I couldn't help but let out a moan as her tongue dove deeper, explored more, and practically slid down my throat. Before I could start gagging though, she pulled back, her tongue leaving my mouth with a smack. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, but she retracted it quickly, making it look like she was slurping up a big, pink noodle.

“How was that?" She asked, not even out of breath like I was. “How did I do for my first attempt at a human kiss?"

“T-That…" I panted, trying to get my eyes to focus back on her, “Was your first-time kissing?"

She chuckled, “Yes, a Skals snout isn't made for that kind of thing, but we can do it if we try." She leaned in closer, eyes level with mine, “We can do it like this." She pressed the tip of her closed snout against my right cheek, giving it a peck. “And this." She then kissed my left, making my cheeks burn even hotter. “And this." She pressed her lips against my forehead, giving it the same kind of light peck as she had twice before. “And, of course, like this~."

She then opened wide and pressed her mouth against mine, practically encasing my entire lower face in her jaws, her tongue pressing against my lips insistently. I parted my lips instinctively, letting her easily slip her long, winding tongue inside as she subjected me to another long, languid kiss. I practically moaned into her mouth, melting into her arms as she held me up against the wall. She only pulled away when I pushed against her shoulder, and once she did I gasped, drawing in air with deep, heavy breaths. She just smirked at me, not even breathing heavily from a lack of air, but rather from her increased arousal. She was so much bigger than me, and as such, she had a far larger lung capacity.

“W-well…" I pant as I look at her with a smile, “You're a…" I paused to take in several more gulps of air, trying to bring myself back to my senses. “A natural kisser, but I don't really have any experience so maybe take that with a grain of salt, no need for your ego to get much bigger," I smirked at her as she raised a brow.

“Aren't you being cheeky?" She cooed, a smile spreading across her face as she leaned in closer to my ear. “I'm going to have to punish you for that later, but for now…" She trailed off, and I was about to ask what she meant by punishing me when I felt something sharp nip at my neck.

“Ah!" I gasp as Nala attacked my neck once more with little love bites, pinching the flesh between her needle-like teeth, her tongue dragging across the bite she left behind before moving on to another section of unmarked skin.

“My Precious Jewel~" she moaned, her bites becoming more forceful, “I want to bite you, to mark you, to show everyone just who it is you belong to!"

“Gah! A-Aren't y-you doing that r-right now~!" I groan, gasping and moaning as she continued to leave bite mark after bite mark across one side of my neck before moving to the other.

“You don't understand, I want to mark you, permanently! It is how we show our signs of devotion, of our love. A reminder that no matter what, I will be there to keep you safe, and every time you think about it, every time you touch it, you will think of me, and me alone."

The idea was scary, but for some reason I wanted it, some deep animalistic part of me desired to be claimed like that, to know that I was valued so much by her that she wanted me to be aware of it at all times. It was normal in Skal culture anyway, right? Who was I to deny her this? It was just a scar, after all, I could always get it removed later.

My breathing was so heavy now, my body burning with want and need, my erection tenting my underwear. I couldn't form words to respond to her, but I did manage to nod my head as she continued to bite at my neck.

She must have felt me nod, because the next thing I know, I'm pressed even further against the wall, my left leg wrapped around her waist while my right was held up by her hand.

“Ahh~!" I moan loudly, my voice echoing through the showers as Nala suddenly presses her groin against mine, lightly grinding against me as her biting goes lower and lower, trailing down towards my left shoulder. My grip on her grew tighter, my hands clawing at her back and fisting the line of fur running down her spine, burying my face into her shoulder as she continued to nip and suck and grind.

I had never felt so much in my life, never felt so much pleasure, never knew that simply pressing our bodies together would feel so wonderful! Everything was just so sensitive it was like my nerves were on fire! My senses boosted to eleven! I could hear things better, see things better, smell things better!

The shower was still on, but we were outside of its stream and a different kind of wetness was soaking through my already drenched underwear. A sharp, musky scent reached my nose, a smell that I instantly became intoxicated with. I moaned, even more, when Nala thrust her hips forward, grinding her nethers, a part of her I have still yet to see, even harder against my still covered groin.

I was so wrapped up in her nibbling, in the pleasure I was feeling as she rubbed herself against me, that I almost missed it when she said, “I'm going to bite you now."

The words were hardly processed in my mind before I felt a sharp, stinging pain in my left shoulder. My mind went white as pain mixed with pleasure, and I bit down hard on the closest thing to me, which just so happened to be Nala's shoulder. There was no way my teeth would be able to puncture her scales, and I doubt she can even feel it.

Nala stayed latched onto my shoulder for a moment, and when the stinging pain was just beginning to subside and I thought she was done, she bit down even harder! I screamed into her, my eyes going wide and becoming blurry as they filled with tears. The strange mix of sharp, stinging, throbbing pain mixing with Nala's grinding had me clutching to her, clawing at her back, gripping onto the base of her wings, fisting her fur and spines as I tried to bear it!

Finally, just as my eyes began to roll back into my skull and I thought I was about to blackout, she released me. I gasped as the warm air hit the bite mark that no doubt graced my left shoulder, and then I shivered and whined in protest as Nala began licking at the wound. The scent of copper filled my nose, and I realized that it was most likely my own blood. For some reason I was okay with that, I didn't feel scared, or worried, just… content, happy even, though my body was still shaking and my breathing was ragged.

She stopped her grinding, and I let out a whine of disappointment. She lifted me away from the wall and made me wrap both legs around her once more. She cradled me in her arms, one hand supporting my butt and occasionally kneading it and feeling me up as her other hand rested against the back of my head, combing through my hair.

She just held me for several minutes, cooing and shushing me every now and then whenever I shivered or let out a whimper. Occasionally she would lick the wound, sending sparks of pleasure and pain shooting through me.

“Ngh," I groan, burying my face into her neck, arms wrapped tightly around her as I continued to clutch onto her.

“How are you feeling?" Nala cooed gently, rubbing the back of my head affectionally.

“Mngh… My shoulder feels like someone took a bunch of tiny knives and stabbed me with them, my head is having a hard time trying to differentiate pleasure from pain, and I'm hornier than I've ever been in my entire life." As if to emphasize my last point, my cock twitched against Nala's toned stomach, and I let out a groan as the fabric of my boxers, which clung to me now like a second skin, rubbed against my sensitive erection.

“Mmm, I can tell~," Nala said lustfully, gripping my butt harshly and kneading it between her fingers. I let out a squeal, pulling back sharply to glare at her with indignation. She responded by licking the bite mark on my left shoulder, making me gasp from the sudden stinging jolt and moan almost whorishly from the odd, satisfying pleasure it brought. The feeling was strange, pleasurable, yes, but not in an extremely sexual way. It was more like satisfaction, contentment at feeling the light sting and knowing just who it was who placed it there, and why.

“F-Fuck me," I groan in protest at the pain, burying my face into Nala's neck.

“That," she said, slowly kneeling and lowering me to the ground, my back pressing against the cool tiled floor as Nala loomed over me with a dangerously lustful look in her eyes. “Can be arranged, my Precious Jewel."

My eyes go wide at that, and I feel myself starting to blush once again, my face heating up to unbearable amounts. For some reason, I felt even more nervous than I did before. Again, I knew that this was coming, that this was probably going to happen whether I wanted it to or not, but knowing it and having it finally happen are two very different things.

“T-That's not w-what I m-meant!" I squeak out, trying to wriggle away as one of Nala's hands rested against my hip while the other pressed down on my chest, keeping me in place.

“Oh, I know," she said, her tongue sliding out and licking the side of her muzzle, staring down at me with pure desire burning in her eyes like a mini-inferno. “But I don't think I can control myself anymore, Jason. I'm so fucking wet right now, can't you smell it, my dear?"

I could smell it; I had been smelling it. It was a strong musky smell, sharp, spicy, overpowering. It drifted up from between Nala's legs, making me feel dizzy with lust, making my cock throb with desire.

Without warning her hand slipped beneath my boxers, her claws dragging against my skin, making me gasp and then moan as her fingers wrapped around my shaft. She squeezed me lightly, stroking my shaft up and down experimentally. She pulled my boxers down to my knees with her other hand, the fabric peeling off of me with a squelch.

I gulp, staring up into her eyes wordlessly. Then, I shift my legs, kicking my underwear all the way off and making Nala smile with triumph. She settled herself down over me, straddling my legs before sitting up and looking down, examining my member intently.

I'm not sure how big a male Skal was, but if Nala found me inadequate, she didn't say anything, just stared down at my hard, throbbing cock with desire and intrigue.

“You are much different than a Skal, but different is not a bad thing," she said with a smirk, her hand gently stroking me up and down, her other one coming in to fondle my balls, rolling them around her fingers experimentally.

I brought one of my hands to my face, biting down on my knuckles as she stroked and squeezed and teased me, though I'm not sure how much of that was actually teasing and how much was her exploring.

Finally, after what felt like so long, I let my eyes wander over her, drinking in her appearance. Her golden eyes shined with wanton desire; her muzzle parted as she breathed heavily. My eyes fell almost immediately onto her chest. Each breast was the size of a basketball, the line of white scales under her chin running down her entire body and engulfing half her breasts. It ran along her toned stomach and then between her legs and down the underside of her tail.

Each of her massive globes was tipped with a black nipple, right in the center between her black and white scales, blending in with the darker color and contrasting with the lighter.

My gaze stayed upon her chest for a lot longer than I had intended, but quickly it fell even lower. I had expected to find something much different between her legs, but she looked a lot like a human woman, her scales growing finer and finer as they tapered into her groin. Her lips were puffy and glistening with wetness that wasn't from the showers. I caught a glimpse of soft, silky pink, glistening flesh between her white, scale-covered lips, and I only looked back up when Nala squeezed me tightly, making me gasp and look back into her eyes.

“See something you like?" she asks coyly, her usual smirk gracing her lips.

“Y-Yes!" I gasp, her hand wrapping around my cock with much more force than before. She began stroking me more confidently, running her hand up and down my length, pumping me as if she had to get me up even though I was harder than a diamond.

She leaned down over me, scooting forwards till her hips were right above my own. I let out a moan as she lowered herself down, her thick, muscular thighs pressing in on all sides, her silken lips gliding against my shaft as it was pressed down against my stomach. She ground down into me, rocking her hips back and forth, dragging her slick pussy along my cock.

“Ah~ F-Fuck, N-Nala!" I moan, my head pressing back against the floor as she moved faster, breathing heavier, grinding against me with vigor. She was heavy, pinning me to the floor with nothing more than her own weight, though she had to rest most of it on her knees to keep from crushing me completely.

I glanced down between our bodies, watching as her glistening lips parted around my shaft. My face heated up at the sight and I covered it with my hands, too embarrassed to look at her or anything else. It felt so amazing, so much better than the grinding she had done earlier. It was like someone was pressing wet silk against my cock, Nala's thick, viscous essence leaking out and covering my cock, making her glide back and forth with ease.

She leaned down to get closer to me, almost having to double over due to our height difference. We were both breathing heavily, moaning and groaning in pleasure as our bodies rubbed against one another.

Her hands closed around my wrists, pinning them above my head.

“I know males like their foreplay, but I can't wait any longer," she panted, her tongue slithering out and painting a long, wet lick up the side of my neck, making me moan all the harder. “I want to see your face when I take you, to see the expression of bliss that will envelop you as I take what is mine!"

I merely nodded, unable to form words in my current state, my mind so full of bliss and overwhelming sensations. I wanted to touch her, to run my hands over her body and feel her smooth scales, to cup her massive breasts and feel what they were like, but she kept my wrists firmly planted above my head with one hand. Her other one trailed through my hair and then down to my cheek cupping my face in her hand. She ran her thumb over my lips, and instinctively, I reached out with my tongue, drawing it into my mouth and sucking on the digit gently as I shot Nala a smirk.

Her eyes burned with wanton need, growling deeply as I sucked on her thumb, tracing each and every scale with the tip of my tongue. I ran the flat of my tongue over her claw, feeling the smooth, tough keratin, tracing the slight curve of her deadly instrument and testing the sharp tip gingerly.

It sent a thrill of excitement through me, knowing Nala could rip out my tongue at any moment, could rend the flesh from my bones with ease, or tear out my throat with her teeth. But she wouldn't, she was forceful and rough at times, but I could tell she was being as gentle as she could, even with her mind clouded in a haze of lust and animalistic instincts.

She retraced her thumb from my dotting mouth, lightly dragging her claw along my tongue before popping it free of my lips. She took my chin between her fingers, tilting my head so I looked her in the eyes.

“I have plans for that tongue of yours," she said huskily, stroking the side of my face, “But that can wait, for now, I want you inside of me~" She growled once more, her hand moving away from my face and trailing down my neck and towards my shoulder. She leaned down, jaws opening as she started lightly biting at my neck again, marking it even further with red skin and needle-like indents her teeth left behind.

“Gah~!" I groaned in pain as well as pleasure, my back arching off the ground as her hand brushed over and pressed down into the mark she had left behind. She moved on quickly, claws scratching along my skin and leaving trails of red skin. She pressed her hand to my chest, pushing me back down to the floor, tweaking a nipple along the way and making me squeak.

“N-Nala, please!" I beg, trying to lift my hips and press myself further against her, my arms tugging at her grip which she kept firm. I'm not sure what I was begging for, I wanted more, oh I wanted so much more, but I also wanted it to stop! My body felt so sensitive, wherever Nala touched was set aflame with a tingling heat, and just about my entire body was begging for more and less at the same time!

“As you wish," she growled softly, thrusting her hips against mine more forcefully, grinding herself down against me with even more force. Her hand crawled across my stomach and down to my groin, taking my member into her hand and holding it firmly. She lifted her hips, and I couldn't help but look down our bodies with her, watching and moaning as she gave my shaft a gentle stroke.

She hovered over the tip of my cock for what felt like an eternity, viscous liquid dripping from her flower in globs and coating my cock in her essence. Then, she lowered herself, the tip of my member sliding between her outer lips and prodding at her entrance. Already I could feel a nearly unbearable heat from her, but as soon as she slid down further, engulfing me into her depths in one smooth motion, I cried out in ecstasy!

“Nala~!" I moan, head flopping back and smacking against the tiled floor as she leaned down and began sucking and nibbling at my neck once more, her hips already beginning to move.

I had never felt anything like this before, she was so tight, so wet, so hot! It was like a fist covered in hot, slimy silk was squeezing my cock, milking me for my essence! Her walls undulated and writhed as she bounced atop me, picking herself up and slamming back down with such force I was certain my hips were going to bruise.

“Oh, Jason~" she crooned, nipping at my neck, biting it between her sharp teeth, and sucking on my flesh as best she could. “My Precious Jewel! My Pet! That is what you are! You are mine! You belong to me, you will always belong to me!"

“Y-Yes! Y-Yours, I'm yours~!" I moan, feeling her walls contract and become tighter. She had such fine control over her inner muscles, her walls rippling in waves as she thrust her hips against mine, fucking me into the floor. I gasped as I felt her tongue trail up my neck and towards my ear, each inch of flesh she covered becoming more and more sensitive to her ministrations!

“F-Fuck! Nala! Ahh~!" I almost scream in pleasure as Nala wiggles the tip of her tongue into the shell of my ear, licking along the grooves and canals before slipping my earlobe between her teeth and softly chewing on it. My eyes rolled into the back of my head at the sudden pleasurable sensations I was receiving, my back arching off the ground and my entire body quivering as what felt like a lightning strike of pleasure engulfed me.

My ears! They were so sensitive! Like nothing I have ever experienced before! My vision had gone white, and my hips managed to thrust ever so slightly upwards despite Nala's weight, burying my cock deeper into her pussy. My shaft scrapped and plunged deep into my Skal lover, my entire body aflame with unimaginable pleasure!

Nala's attention to my ear was driving me insane! Her tongue was licking, and her teeth were biting and all of it just sent wave after wave of pure ecstasy flooding through my veins!

Her massive thighs engulfed me, her knees almost coming up to my armpits, and her ass slapped against my thighs as she fucked me harder. Her soft, velvety depths were so tight that I wouldn't have been able to enter her if it wasn't for her slimy fluids. Her mosaic pattern of scales was such a unique feeling as our bodies rubbed and ground against each other. The sound of scales slapping against skin and our conjoined moaning and groaning echoed through the empty showers.

“Jason, I want you to touch me~!" Nala said, sitting up and freeing my hands. She plunged herself all the way down onto my shaft, keeping it buried within her depths as she began to rock back and forth, grinding her clit against my groin. To my surprise, her walls didn't stop their milking motions, rippling and pulsing even though she no longer moved atop me like before! She had such fine control over her body that it was like her pussy had a mind of its own, stroking my cock with fervor!

I hesitated for a moment, watching as Nala cupped one of her own breasts, kneading it between her fingers and pinching her own nipple harshly, moaning out in bliss. Then, hesitantly, I reach up towards her chest, caressing the massive globes of soft fat and smooth scales.

“You can be as rough as you want," she cooed lovingly, “I can take anything you give me, my cute little Jason~"

I lick my lips nervously, glancing up at her for a moment and seeing the reassurance and encouragement in her eyes. Slowly, I squeeze her breasts, watching as my hands almost disappear into them, the fat spilling through my fingers. They were soft, and bouncy, my fingers pressing into them harder and harder only for her flesh to bounce back into place. I ran my fingers around her nipples and found that the scales around them were much smaller, much thinner, and, with the way Nala moaned at the attention, much more sensitive.

I sat up as best I could, leaning forward and taking one of her nipples into my mouth. I ran my tongue over the hard nub of flesh, sucking on it with far more force than I had intended. The loud moan I received from Nala, however, made me figure she liked it, so I continued. I licked and sucked, running the tip of my tongue around her areola in a slow tightening spiral till I was teasing her nipple directly. I bite it between my teeth, and Nala groaned in appreciation, her rolling hips growing more aggressive as I softly chewed on the nub of flesh. I palmed her other breast all the while, squeezing her fatty globe and playing with her other nipple. Before long I switched sides, giving her other breast the same attention.

“Aahh~! G-Good boy!" She moaned, her head rolling back, one hand resting on my lower back while the other fisted my hair and pressed me further into her chest. “Yes~ Just like that, keep going~!" I'm not sure what it was that I had done, but I obeyed and kept suckling on her while attempting to roll my hips against hers as they once again began to thrust roughly back down onto me.

I gasped as I felt the sensitive head of my cock get pinched between the walls of her pussy, scraping along the soft, silky flesh. I let out a moaning whimper as the hand she had on my lower back moved upwards, running her fingers through the small forest of white fur on my back. She clutched at me tightly, her claws digging into my flesh almost painfully as her moaning grew louder and higher, her hips moving even faster now, slapping against me and drenching my lower region in her wetness.

My entire body was abuzz with pleasure, and I could feel my climax approaching. I tried to hold it in, to ignore the feeling of the rising pressure, to experience this mind-shattering pleasure even longer! But it was no use, it was coming, and it was coming fast!

“N-Nala! I'm c-close!" I moan, wrapping my arms around her and hugging her like she was my anchor in this storm of blinding bliss. I was panting hard, sweat dripping off my body, my face buried between her breasts as she continued to ride me.

“Not yet…" she panted, her arms coming around to hold me tighter, claws scratching at my back and leaving behind stinging trails. “I'm so close! Just a little longer, my Jewel~!" She grunted and groaned, moaning more as she picked up her pace, slamming herself down onto my shaft with renewed vigor, her walls starting to pulsate and quiver like something big was about to happen.

“Nala!" I practically screamed, my vision going blurry as the pressure in my groin began to build and build. I wasn't sure how much longer I could last, but it wasn't going to be long.

“I'm so close, my love! Just a little longer~!" She moaned in response, her wings furling out and wrapping around us like a cocoon, enveloping us in darkness as she thrust even harder, her pussy squeezing and clenching, milking my cock for my seed.

It was too much for me, I couldn't hold it any longer, and I cried out as the damn was about to burst. “N-Nala! I-I'm going to—"

“Do it!" She said hoarsely, her hips slamming down onto me one final time. “Cum for me, my Jewel, cum!"

And I did, my entire body tensing as the biggest most satisfying orgasm of my life washed over me. I whimpered and moaned, collapsing against Nala as my cock twitched and spurted inside her, releasing my ejaculate deep into her depths. Nala stilled on top of me, her body shaking and inner walls quivering as she too met her release. I felt hot liquid spray against my groin, her walls tightening so much it felt like she was strangling my cock! She hugged me to her possessively, and even though she remained still, her pussy continued to quiver, rippling up and down as it milked me for my seed.

Eventually, I stopped coming and I was left feeling as light as a feather. It was like I was floating, my mind hazy with post-coital bliss. We clutched at each other as if our lives depended on it, Nala's wings cocooning us in blissful darkness as we both came down from our highs. I rested my head against Nala's chest, my eyes drooping from exhaustion, listening as she began to purr, the deep rumbling inside her chest making it nearly impossible to stay awake.

I felt relaxed for the first time in a very long time, sitting there and being held in Nala's warm embrace, listening to her happily purr as her fingers began to entwine into my hair and her pussy walls continue to gently roll against my softening member, milking out one last final spurt of seed from me and making me shiver in delight. I felt so light and floaty, so utterly fulfilled, so complete, so happy!

My eyes started to become heavy, and I nuzzled further into Nala's chest, resting my head against her soft breasts and cooing happily.

I glanced up at my draconic lover, staring into a pair of golden eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness of our little cocoon. She looked at me fondly, her eyes full of so many wonderful, loving emotions that I felt I didn't deserve.

Before I even thought about what I was about to say, it slipped out, and I don't regret it at all.

“I love you." And with that, my world went dark, my eyes falling shut as I collapsed against Nala. Just before I slipped into unconsciousness, I felt her wrap me into her arms even tighter, and I could have sworn I heard her say something, but I was already drifting too far away into the void of sleep to hear her.