"Language Barrier: 2255"

[silvertongue217]

She had experienced the pleasures of sex for the first time

He went easy on her (even though she didn’t necessarily with him) slow steady strokes that sent her rocking alternating with deep thrust. He kept his hands moving on her body teasing her breast and nipples her back and ass and every thing in between. Her alien pussy was like nothing he had ever felt before powerful wet and tight. He felt a fire inside of him unlike any thing he could have ever imagined.

As well as a hunger

He wanted more and more, his thrusting became a bit harder as she urged him on. His moans became louder and more hoarse animalistic like as he felt himself beginning to twitch rapidly. He thrusted into her rapidly breathing in the smell of their sex as the stars twinkled and urged him on.

“Oh fuck oh fuck yes” He said moaning loudly and slamming deep into her. He felt his cock swell land begin to twitch rapidly and pushed in fucking her a few more times before holding him in deep much like she had done. His cock twitched and swelled and burst his cum slamming into her like a river. He pushed himself in and out a few times moaning as his cum filled her until finally his legs went unsteady and he was forced to pull out.

“So fucking good” he moaned taking a step back before falling into the XO’s chair “Oh god can you fuck”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

After Ken withdrew, Orea fell into her Command Chair, first sitting sideways on one hip, then pulling her long legs up tight into her body, clutching the tall boots to pull herself into a near fetal position. She just stared at the panting human, enjoying the remnants of the greatest sensation she had ever enjoyed.

Ken continued talking to her, low and quiet. She understood only a few words but could not put them in the context of the other words to mean anything. Her assumption was that he was talking about what they had just done to and with one another.

She studied his expressions. He was hard to read. He was human. She was, too, but only in form. Her personality and mentality was Roona, though the past days had begun to change that significantly.

He enjoyed that ... didn't he? she thought to herself. She tried to associate his strained facial expressions and his low, almost grunting tone and his sweating, still-twitching body with the idea of pleasure. When Orea looked the way Ken did now, it had usually been just after her hand-to-hand combat training, and while she was an above average fighter, she would never have considered that form of combat as pleasure.

Of course, she probably looked like Ken did, too. She struggled to her feet and walked unsteadily to and through the bridge door, leaving her new lover -- her only, her first lover -- still sitting in the chair of the Roona who was laying on the deck just a yard away. She padded down the passageway to her quarters, opened the door, then closed it again to look into the full length mirror on the back of it.

Orea studied herself for ... well, it could have been seconds or minutes, she was uncertain. She was not the Roona pseudo-human warrior she had been before attacking the human salvage ship. She was now little more than a human woman...

Before she realized what was happening, she was sobbing uncontrollably.

 

[silvertongue217]

He watched her go sighing and pulling out his E cigarette. He puffed on it and sighed blowing out the smoke as he reflected on what was going on his life. He had just made love to his captor an alien woman who he had met only a few days ago. Yet she had helped him become a friend to him.

And the sex was amazing

He rose not bothering to get dressed. He pocketed the Cigarette and picked his way to her room not bothering to knock. He heard her crying and rushed in sighing and coming over to her.

“Hey” He said holding his hands up to show he wasn’t going to hurt her. Luckily he had grabbed the tissue out of his pocket and he gave it to her gently drying her tears.

“Amazing pleasure for Ken” He said pointing at himself “thank you for saving me I am sorry” He said kissing her hands softly “together now… Wont leave you not unless you wish”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea did not fully understand Ken's words, but she comprehended enough of them, as well as his tone and demeanor, to understand that he was trying to be comforting to her, as well as possibly complimentary. She turned away, embarrassed. She was a warrior, a commander, a leader of men: she was not supposed to be sobbing before them.

She glanced downward, remembering that she was, essentially, naked. She crossed the relatively large private quarters -- at 8 meters by 10, it was larger than the crews quarters shared by the entire, now-dead Roona crew -- and opened her closet with the touch of an icon. She began collecting each of her uniform's pieces, including the arm band weapons that had been responsible for the nearly-healed bruises upon Ken's chest and the burn marks on his hips that were now uncovered and healing well.

She turned and scrutinized the man -- the hu-man -- who had driven her to heights of ecstasy that she had never imagined possible. With her clothes and weapon in her arms she neared him, stared into his eyes for a moment, then simply turned away and went into the private bath to clean up behind locked doors.



When Orea emerged again, cleaned inside and out and dressed as she had been the first time Ken had seen her, she walked up close to him and said with a determined tone, "We surrender. We ... no choice. There ... no choice."

 

[silvertongue217]

“Orea stop” He said taking her hand and holding it “I die you die we go back”

He tried to make her see reason, for both of their stakes. There was nothing back in that empire not for him and certainly not for her.

“You kill Roona” He reminded “Thy want me to kill me they kill you as well now”

He gently leaned in giving he a soft kiss not wanting to freak her out.

“We no allowed to be together” He told her gently giving her another kiss “If you go back I must escape”

He gently let go of her and stood back up putting his arms up and then kneeling down.

“I trust you” He said keeping his hands up “I want you but if you must go please let me escape”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Again, the language barrier was being a problem, but Orea understood enough to know that if she went back to Command Central to throw herself on their mercy, Ken would not be going with her.

“I trust you,” he said, dropping to his knees and elevating his hands. “I want you but if you must go, please let me escape.”

Orea did not want to be without Ken. He had brought something out in her that had been missing for all of her existence. Her interactions with the other pseudo-Humans had never been like her few days with Ken. It was not just the sex, though for that alone Orea would have attacked the Home World itself with her little, now-damaged scout ship. She knew that she was supposed to be with him. The Spirit Keepers talk of fate in nearly every sermon, and Orea was certain that her fate lay with this human she had only met a dozen or so days earlier.

"You stay," she said, stepping forward to reach ask, requesting his hands and his ascendance to height. "You stay. I stay. But..."

She turned away, taking Ken by the hand to lead him back to the bridge. She gestured him to the XO's chair, ignoring the two dead Roona still occupying the deck of the bridge. She pointed to the Damage Control panel and the multitude of flashing red indicator lights. She tried to explain about the damage and decompression that made six compartment inaccessible until repairs could be made.

She turned to the Operations Station and began explaining about their fuel situation, which was dire, then pointed to the eight red indicator lights that registered available power for the Plasma Cannons, lifting two fingers to indicate what they had left.

Finally, Orea tapped at a panel, causing a spherical hologram a meter across to materialize in the air between her and Ken. She tried to explain in English what they were looking at, but even the least space-experienced salvage ship worker would understand that it was a representation of the sector in which they found themselves. She continued talking and gesturing, pointing out the little dot that represented them and the haphazard, erratic border through space that represented the frontier between the Human controlled space and the Roona Empire.

Again, it was likely very obvious to Ken that they were currently sitting in Roona space but not by much. They were close to six different systems: 4 were Roona, with major military locations, either space stations or planetary bases; and 2 were Human, and while Orea could not know it, one included a major human military installation -- planetary and space borne both -- while the other had been settled by Wildcat prospectors and entrepreneurs who lived with very little Earth system interference.

She said as clearly as she could as she raised one long index finger, "We surrender Roona ... we ... I am executed, you are, um ... not know word ... interrogated ... prison." She raised a second finger, continuing, "We surrender Humans ... you rescued ... free ... I interrogated ... prison ... executed?" She raised a third finger. "We stay here ... we sex until air, power runs out ... we die, but ... happy." She smiled broadly. She did not like the idea of dying in any fashion, but if she had to die, doing so in Ken's arms while he pummeled her pleasure hole was not a bad way to go. She raised a fourth finger. "Or ... you idea?"

 

[silvertongue217]

“Okay” Ken said nodding and looking at the map. He selected the wildcat’s system and turned.

“I get it not only is this ship junked but we realistically cant travel round in it on the human side” He said talking to himself before wincing “we need to sell ship get new one” He said pointing to their damaged scout ship then the wildcat territories.

“We go there I know people people who buy this and give us new ship” He explained pointing at his chest “We stay together you pretend to be human no one ask second questions”

“we go from there together” He said walking back over and taking her hand “Partner and mates you no die I know get taken and we sex and work together for as long as we wish” He explained a small smile on his face before stepping back and pointing at the map.

“Take us there” He said highlighting the planet “I take care of bodies and thank you again I owe you and I plan to sex you later and provide us both with more pleasure” He said walking past hr and slapping her ass before he got to work. There were two bodies he needed to dispose of so he got to work wrapping them to maintain some of their dignity and pulling them towards the air lock. It took some time getting them packed in but soon the air was recycling and they were injected out into the cold expanse of space. He muttered a quick prayer and made his way back to the command section stepping in and moving into the XO seat.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

While Ken dealt with the bodies, Orea cleaned the bridge. She had killed before, up close and personal. She was no stranger to blood and gore. But this was the first time she had ever had to clean up the blood and guts and brain of her own men, let alone her own men who she herself had killed. By the time she had finished, her stomach was turning and her eyes were once again welling over with tears.

Those tears were not for the dead, and they were not for the horror of dealing with splattered brain matter or sprayed blood. No, the tears were for the fear of not knowing what the future held for her. Orea was not used to not such uncertainty. When she took her ship into battle, she knew the result: she destroyed them, or they destroyed her. When she came face to face with the enemy, she knew she would either kill or be killed.

But now, the future was entirely unknown. She understood Ken enough to know that they were going to an Earth controlled system where humans outside the direct control of the Earth government lived and worked. If she understood him right, Ken believed that they would be able to trade the crippled scout vessel for another ship, a human ship.

Orea knew that even with its breached hull and damaged systems, the Roona vessel would fetch a significant price from the Humans. Roona technology was millennia ahead of Earth technology. The Humans had made major leaps forward in space travel in a very short period of time. Their first FTL flight had been late in the 21st century, and in the nearly two centuries since then, they had developed ships as fast, as big, and as powerful as the Roona had.

But the one technology the Humans had been unable to perfect was the plasma shielding that made the Roona ships practically invincible to the all but the most powerful of Human weapons. Taking possession of a Roona scout ship would be like finding a moon made of gold for a human with good contacts, and if Ken could find such a buyer, he and Orea should be able to find a deep space vessel that would let them go just about anywhere they wanted for years to come.

She had finished the clean up and spent a few minutes reviewing the various panels before Ken returned to the bridge and dropped into the XO's chair. She studied him for a moment, then asked with a hopeful tone, "You get ship...? We safe...? Together?"

He reassured her that the plan was a solid one, giving her some more details, only some of which she understood. When he finished, she moved closer to him, pressing in between his knees and forcing them further open. She leaned down to him, pressing her lips to his in a long, soft, wet kiss. Orea liked kissing Ken nearly as much as she liked sexing him.

"You learn fly," she said, taking his hand and pulling him to his feet and over to the Navigator's Station. She smiled devilishly, continuing, "You learn fly ... and I sex you ... sex you long."



They spent nearly six hours teaching Ken how to operated the ship's controls, from navigation and propulsion to fire control and fire damage. It took two to fly the scout ship, despite its relatively small length. And with the realization that one of the two sub light engines had been damaged during the fight, Orea knew that Ken was going to have to be on his best game when they dropped out of FTL near the Human Wildcat system. There was always the possibility that they would be detected as soon as they dropped out of hyperspace and get blown away, or at the least pursued.

"Test," she told him, wanting to see how much he had learned. She reached to a panel, tapped in a security code, lifted a protective transparent cover, and pressed a red button. Suddenly, the entire bridge went black, so dark that the void outside -- with its distant stars the only illumination -- was nearly as well lit as the interior of the scout ship. After a moment, emergency lighting flooded the bridge, illuminating a devilishly smiling Orea, who was already beginning to remove her uniform. She saw Ken's expression and pointed to the Ops Panel. "You power back ... propulsion ... life support ... get ship moving ... destination grid mark--" She tapped a panel and a set of coordinates flashed to the screen. She tapped the numbers, saying, "There."

She headed for the door, then turned back to Ken just as she dropped the portion of her uniform that housed all of her womanly parts. She pointed again, saying, "You get going right way ... you sex me. You not..." She lifted her right hand and powered up the plasma weapon with the small back up charge that the arm band held. She looked to Ken's groin with obvious meaning and finished her threat, "...I fry horn."

She turned and left, laughing as she disappeared into the darkness...

 

[silvertongue217]

He watched her go starring at her retreating form for a long time before laughing. He couldn’t stop the laughter and soon he was leaning back in his seat unable to stop himself the laughter from spilling out of him. It was only know that the reality and the absurdity of his situation hit him.

And it hit him hard

He was floating dead in space expected to power up an alien craft he just spent the last six hours getting a crash course in. If he did manage to power it up he would be on his way to a wild cat planet with his new alien girl friend how he could barely communicate with. If he go them moving he would also go and have sex with said alien girl hot sex.

If only his dead beat dad could see him now

“Alright lets see” He said focusing on the task at hand. Luckily if there was one thing he was good at it was flying and operating space ships even alien ones. In a matter of minute he was cycling the alien systems bringing them back online as he began typing out their course.

“And there we go” He murmured hitting the green button and watching as the hip began to move. The lights came on and he gave a whoop leaning back and resisting the urge to pull out his Cigarette.

Bu he had a better prize waiting for him in the other room

He got up stretching before he made his way over to her room. He followed the lights and went ot her room stepping in and watching her.

Then he heard her words urging him in urging him to taste her. He wasted no time or words since there wasn’t much they could say any ways he stripped discarding his clothes as he walked in until he was naked in front of her. He slid her legs apart kissing down them and nibbling on the tender flesh before he got to her heated core.

His tongue flicked out arching and drawing across it lapping at her juices. He groaned in pleasure and began to eat her out with gusto. His tongue began pushing and probing filling her pussy with his mouth and tongue. He ate her out with gusto and pleasure his hands running up and down her legs and massaging them.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

On a Remote Operations tablet, Orea had been monitoring Ken's progress on getting her ship -- their ship -- back up. She had taught him every thing he needed to know to power up and get under way. She had already concluded that he had the intelligence, common sense, and experience to understand what needed to be done. It was only the language barrier standing in the way, the fact that all of the symbols, words, and instructions -- even the occasional voice prompts -- were in Roona, that might trip him up, that and the brevity of his training. But he performed admirably, and soon Orea felt the jolt of the only working sub light engine firing up, then the disorientation of the FTL system taking over for its little brother and hurtling the ship forward at LS3.4.

Now on their way to an alien planet -- which should have caused Orea a heart attack but was instead allowing her to relax -- the pseudo-Human prepared to present her new XO with his performance bonus.

When he walked in a few minutes later, he found Orea on her bed, laying back into a stack of pillow, knees parted, as the fingers of one hand rapidly rotated over her clit and the fingers of the other toyed with her labia. Her breathing was already labored and her heart pounded, already close to orgasm but holding off until her human lover could arrive to finish the job. She ordered him, "Mouth ... sex me with mouth."

And he did. Ken worked Orea's pussy hard and fast, driving her quickly to her first orgasm, then less than a minute later a second one. Orea grasped the hair of Ken's top notch during the second explosion, holding him in place, hollering, "Sex! Sex! No ... stop sex!"

To her relief and release, Ken kept working her pleasure hole with his mouth and fingers, and again less than a minute later, Orea erupted in an orgasm that would not subside for ... Oh Spirits...! ... what seemed like forever.

The euphoria eventually broke, and Orea simply collapsed back into the pillows, her arms falling to her sides, her knees falling open to full present her sopping wet folds and the heaven within them to her incredible lover. She forced her eyes open to look up at Ken, her firm chest rising and falling with each labored breath.

She wanted to tell him how good he made her feel, wanted to tell him how much she wished they could do this forever. But she could neither form the English words she wanted to use nor even cause her mouth to speak them in her own Roona.

Instead, the simplest thing she could say to him to get close to what she wanted to say was, "You ... turn ... sex."

 

[silvertongue217]

“Oh trust me baby I know” Ken aid pushing her legs apart and grabbing his cock with his hand. His eyes flashed with dark sexual pleasure and he wasted no time pushing the head of his cock into her and filling her. Hi hands were on her leg a he worked massaging them and playing with her ass as his cock finally bottomed out inside of her.

The “human horn” swelled the upward tip pushing hi mushroom like head directly on to her g spot. He moaned in pleasure the delicious feeling of her alien sex once again causing him to suck in a startled breath. He moved up and down slowly moving his cock in and out of her in slow satisfying strokes.

“Oh god” He said his hands running up her taunt tummy ghosting over her nipples for a few seconds before he ran a hand through her hair “Oh god”

He gripped her hair and leaned in burying his mouth in her neck and biting aggressively. He moved his hips driving his cock in and out of her the muscles in his ass working as he got lost in her sweet alien pussy. It was wetter and tighter than nay thing he had ever experienced as if whoever designed her knew what human males desired. It couldn’t be possible but at the same time the thought spurred him on causing him to fuck her harder and faster.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea was primed, and it was not long before Ken was again massaging that mysterious and previously unknown spot of great sensitivity within her pleasure hole. She wrapped her arms around his torso and held him tightly as her entire being was overwhelmed by euphoria. The pleasure surged through her, and for the longest time she quivered below him in a state of being she wished she could experience from now to the end of time...



She came to at the sound of a slowly repeating tone from the tablet laying on the bed near her. Orea felt Ken's arm wrapped around her torso as he slept behind her in what she would one day hear him describe as spooning. She smiled, recalling how he had grunted out in his own great pleasure somewhere amidst her own extended orgasm, then curled up hard against her to kiss and caress her until they fell asleep.

She had never shared her bed with another being before. The Roona -- real Roona, not the pseudo-Humans such as herself -- rested in packs with others of their same sex. There was nothing sexual about it, of course: the Roona did not have an activity equivalent to the sex-for-pleasures-sake that Orea had been enjoying with Ken. Sleeping in this way had just been the way it was.

The pseudo-Humans had rested the same way. And since all of the genetically created beings like Orea were female in gender, they also slept in a pack together. Again: not sexual. Just sleep. Of course, once they had completed their training -- whether it be as a ship commander like Orea or an intelligence operative like several of her fellow pseudo-Humans -- most of the human appearing creations went out into the void on their own.

Orea had found it very lonely to sleep alone once assigned to the scout ship. She had considered sleeping in the crews quarters, but she was their superior, making that inappropriate. The bridge officers had also slept together, but still Orea had resisted. They were still her subordinates. But even more, while they spoke the same language and thought in very much the same way, they were so physically different that it just felt ... uncomfortable.

Here now, however, with Ken's arms wrapped around her, his chest against her bare back, his limp horn pressed against her firm buttock, his legs entangled with her own, Orea was as comfortable as she ever had been in her life.

Conscious of the gentle chime, she slid out of the bed with the tablet in hand and headed for the bathroom to review the ship's status and begin her morning hygiene routine. They were already within the planetary system that was their destination but still a day or more away from the nearest Wildcatters. Ken had told her the 5th planet had both a large planetary settlement and an orbital transit station. If she understood him correctly, he was going to find a buyer for her ship -- or, more specifically, the shielding technology it had to offer -- at the station before they headed off to begin their new life together.

They were already within communications distance of the station, so once she had cleaned up and dressed, she woke Ken with a passionate kiss and a gentle groping of his cock, which instantly began to grow in her grip. She whispered, "Time to work."



On the bridge, she turned to look over her shoulder at her XO and lover. She smiled, nodded her head toward the 3D hologram that offered indicators for their ship, the nearest planet, and the station above it. She gestured to the Communications Station and, as she had in bed, said to him, "Your turn."

 

[silvertongue217]

Ken felt her moving off of him but he opted to stay in bed for a while longer. He curled up into her pillow and breathed in her scent for a few more minutes before deciding to finally get up. He rose and finally got dressed taking care of himself before going to join her on the command deck. He smiled at her when he came in moving over and kissing her gently before walking over to the XO chair. He noticed the 3D map of the station and planet and studied it for a few minutes before her words captured his attention.

“Sure” He said laughing and going over to the communications station. He sighed at the alien language his mind rapidly forming an idea with how to communicate. He finally began typing a long string of code and keying into a specific frequency waiting until the connection was established before sending it out. The message pulsed the SOS code going out and to the person on the hip.

“We wait” He said watching the screen nothing happened for several minute before there was another section of beep and chimes and a lock on their position. He relaxed and turned smiling at her.

“Ship coming for us” He explained “Friend who will buy” He explained going over to her and looking her up and down.

“No know you alien yet” He said frowning and looking her up and down “female human clothes? Any? Need disguise in case people want to capture you”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea understood the words female and clothes but did not understand the word disguise or Ken's meaning that they would be such. She asked for clarification, and for a minute or two they traded words and gestures until finally, laughing hysterically at their haphazard communicating style, Orea understood.

"Not Human," she said standing to set the AutoNav to head for the coordinates where they would be met by Ken's contact. "But not Roona ... not much as Roona."

She grasped Ken's hand and led him aft, past her quarters to the Armory. She tapped a code, then another, and they yet a third and told Ken to look into the retinal scanner. It beeped, and a green light flashed. She said, "You access." She showed him how to enter a security number using the Roona number key pad, and after that the door opened. She swept her hand across the inventory, saying, "Pick."

The scout ship, when it had been in Roona hands, had also served as a transport and resupply ship for Special Services, the fast response branch of the Roona Space Force. Because it was never known what the SS might need, the armory was stocked with almost three hundred weapons: side arms and rifles, both of projectile and plasma style; grenades and grenade launchers; bladed weapons from just inches in length to more than a meter in length; shoulder fired rockets and missiles; and much, much more. Some, like Orea's wrist plasma weapon, required a skull implant, but for the most part Ken would understand how to use most of them upon picking them up or after just some minor explanation.

She took his hand again and led him to a panel at which she tapped some icons. A 3D instructional hologram illuminated over a pedestal, with a Roona explaining how to use the weapons. "Learn. I change ... disguise, yes?"

She kissed Ken on the lips -- short, but passionate -- then headed for her quarters. She knew he would not understand the Roona instructor's monologue, but just the hologram image was enough to turn him into a dangerous killing machine ... which hopefully he would never again have to be. In her quarters as she dug out the clothes she had in mind, Orea recalled the hand to hand combat on her very bridge. It had not been her first such fight, but it had been the most brutal and graphic. If she possessed a working Human subconscious -- one of the things her Roona creators had removed from her pseudo-human DNA to make her a more effective warrior -- she probably would not be able to sleep at night.

When Orea...

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...returned to the armory, she was wearing the uniform...

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...that she had last used in a battle on a small moon that the Roona had tried unsuccessfully to take from a heavily armed Earth Colonial Command unit. While in the void the Roona had the military advantage, on the ground the Humans were superior, in number, in weaponry, and in experience. They had fought amongst one another for millennia and brought that experience to their fight against the Roona.

On the flip side of that coin, the Roona had evolved and expanded in peace until coming head to head with what they called invaders and conquerors. Of course, who was the aggressor and who was the victim all depended on whether you piloted a Roona or Human vessel, so ... who was Orea to say was the more at fault, particularly when she had been designed by the Roona specifically to kill humans.

"Good?" she asked Ken when he turned to see her in what she hoped would pass as more human.

 

[silvertongue217]

He watched her leave and sighed squaring his shoulders. He looked at the rows and rows of weaponry and stepped in ignoring the hologram. He moved through the stacks quickly loading up with a blaster pistol and sword. He grabbed a heavy pistol and loaded up hiding a few more weapons on his person before finally stepping out.

He knew what kind of territory they were going into and while his contact was friend friends in wildcat territory were subjective.

Especially if they knew he was traveling with the enemy

Wild cats weren’t involved in the war front but they were very human and considered the Roona to be “sons of bitches” They might open fire on her if they figured out.

Hence her disguise

“Oh wow” Ken said whistling and taking in her appearance “Beautiful girl” He told her reaching out and pushing his hands inside of her pants to cup her pussy “If enough time fuck you against Armory”

Before he could say any thing more the warning sign blared alerting them to the passenger ship requesting to dock. Ken reluctantly pulled his hand out of her pants and walked over to the airlock letting it cycle and form a semi seal.

“Move quickly” He said ushering her in and following. He stepped into the pod and closed it behind them before gesturing for her to sit down in the passenger chair. The minute it was closed they disengaged drifting off into space and heading toward the research station.

“Rules” Ken said sitting down with her “No talk no answer relax let me talk soon we will be in our own room okay?”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

The fear flooding through Orea must have been obvious in her eyes. She was surrounded by Humans, men and women like her. Well, not exactly like her, but close enough that Orea did not stand out too much.

Then again, that was not exactly true either. Ken had warned her that the Wildcat settlements were outside what he had called the long arm of the law; and because of that, there would be a lot of weapons, some conspicuous, some not so much so. It did not surprise Orea that some of the women were carrying side arms and blades. After all, the pseudo-Humans were all female, and they all carried weapons.

But looking about her, Orea quickly realized that she was a bit more armed than most. She had dual side arms holstered on her hips, one projectile, the other plasma based; smaller, more limited projectile weapons were strapped to her ankle and at the small of her back; in the left thigh pocket of her ass hugging pants were six small concussion grenades little bigger than the vapor thing Ken often stuck in him mouth; with the right thigh pocket containing an additional six grenaged, these fragmentary.

And those were only the things that went bang! Under her leather jacket between her shoulder blades was a sword with a fourteen inch, double sided blade; in each of her shoulder pads, three poison coated, pointed throwing blades Ken had told her Humans called throwing stars; and down each knee high boot, throwing knives with which Orea was entirely capable of hitting a man -- a human -- in the eye up to sixty feet away.

Even though she was sufficiently armed and skilled enough to wipe out many of the men and women walking casually about the trading post, Orea's heart was pounding a million beats a minute from panic. Taking down Ken that day back in his salvage ship had been easy. Instinct and training: aim, point, fire.

But here, she was not to kill anyone. Ken had stressed to her a dozen times as he watched her inspect her own personal arsenal, No kill! So here she was, surrounded by humans, many armed, as she herself tried desperately to be one of them, to be normal, to be inconspicuous.

Orea heard an odd sound and flinched from her state of panic to find Ken giving her a strange expression. He glanced down, then back up. And when she looked to where he had, she realized that blood was escaping his skin where her finger nails had cut into his forearm.

She lessened her grasp and buried her face into his neck for a moment and squeaked out just one word: "Scared."

 

[silvertongue217]

He sighed stroking her hair “No need” He said softly kissing the top of her head “humans probably to scarred of you to attack” He told her stroking her back giving her the real first human comfort she had ever had.

“Besides you sexy.. Beautiful most people want to sex you instead of hurt you” he said giving her a teasing little smile before opening his jacket to show her all the arms he had.

“Worst comes to worst I help protect you” He said to her locking eyes as they began to descend.

“I promise”

And just like that they were there

He got up giving her a smile and taking her hand. Seconds later the door opened and a man came in unlike Ken. Where he was tall and muscular the other man was skinny and lanky more panther to Ken’s bull. He was flanked by two robot guards who were carrying heavy duty assault riffles.

“Ken you son of a bitch” He said in a southern voice clapping him on the back while he eye fucked Orea “I don’t know how you managed to do it but I want to see this frakkin ship and who is the broad”

“Back up” Ken said “Body guard my silent partner she don’t speak much but she could lay waste to this place if given the chance!”

“You always did have a bad taste in women!” He said laughing “how about we go in and talk? I need the specs for this ship of yours”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea took an instant dislike for this man, for a multitude of reasons.

She knew that the humans came in all shapes and sizes, unlike the Roona. Orea had had her entire life to learn how to tell the very similar Roona males from one another, but even the most skilled human likely would have thought were all clones of the same individual. But this man was unlike any photograph of a human male body -- dead or alive -- that she had ever seen. Now, however, as she looked around the station's receiving area, she realized that there was an untold number of variations of the human male.

That was not the only reason, though. He looked at Orea in a way that she found ... disturbing. The last time a man had done that was when she first entered the Detention Center and Ken ogled her up and down ... not too long before he introduced her to masturbation. Did this human want to masturbate for Orea? Was that the way they introduced themselves to females? Or ... or did he want to put his pleasure horn inside Orea, too?

Artificial Beings. That was likely the biggest complaint she had about the man. The Roona race had had their period of artificial intelligence, and it had been a disaster. The ABs couldn't be trusted, no matter what kinds of protections were built into their logic systems.

Ken waved the man toward Orea's scout ship, and she gave her new lover a wide eyed glare, part fright, part hate. After the man headed into the air lock first, she moved close to Ken and whispered, "No like Human."

 

[silvertongue217]

“Good” Ken said back to her backing away a little to talk to her “man scum not good be wary”

He saw Jack (lets just call him Jack) shooting him looks and he glared back. He joined him in the elevators with the robots and turned watching a the space elevator began to descend onto the surface.

“She don’t talk does she?” Jack said nodding at Orea still leering.

“Only to me” Ken said fixing him with a glare “and if you keep looking at her like that I’ll ell to some one else”

Jack laughed as they broke through the upper atmosphere revealing a greenish colored planet below. They moved through a few more clouds and cities began to appear small and sparse. They were spread out huddled in a cluster on the south side of the planet. Most of them were piss poor looking fabricated and in some place wooden.

“I see your business is thriving” Ken said hi voice tinged with anger.

“Ken you know the cost of business” Jack said shaking his head “the rich get richer and the poor get poorer all that matters is which side you are on”

“And if this was alliance space you would be charged with racketeering and extortion” Ken said scooting closer to Orea “but that’s besides the point we are here on business”

“Yes” Jack said watching him “What do you want for the ship?”

“Trade in” Ken said “I want the pick of your fleet”

“For that hip you can have two” Jack said shaking his head “I want to know how you did it how you captured the damn ship”

“No way” Ken said snorting “Trade secrets” He said tapping his forehead “all you need to know is I have an Orea ship and I am selling it do you need to know any thing else?”

“I guess not” Jack said as he acceleration begin to tug on them “I need to make sure the ship is real though before I agree to your terms”

 

[AngelEyes1994]

Orea quickly forget that the horrible man or the man who would always protect her were even in the elevator with her. She had not realized where they were going or -- more incredibly -- how they were getting there.

Despite having begun their industrial, technological, computer, and space revolutions thousands of years ahead of the Humans, the Roona had never built a space elevator. The atmosphere of their home world would never have allowed it, with its constantly roiling layers and year round thunder storms. And what with the early development of the ramjet engine and the long line of craft that employed it, the space elevator had simply never been necessary.

Orea moved forward and pressed her forehead to the thick glass, staring out onto the world below with the wonder and awe that Human children must have shown when that first stegosaurus was genetically engineered and shown at the Denver Zoo in the mid-21st century. It was simply amazing to peer down upon a world from this altitude.

In all of her visits to worlds -- Roona-owned, Human-occupied, or as-of-yet-unclaimed -- Orea had never enjoyed a view such as this. She'd always been either at the controls of a ship surrounded by the flames of reentry; or in the cargo hold with the troops, preparing for a rapid deployment into either an already hot battle zone or a dark landing zone where the enemy would be dead almost as fast as they realized they were being attacked.



On the ground, Orea stepped unsteadily away from the two men with wide eyes and green skin. Suddenly, she turned away and retched onto the plain concrete floor, causing a varied result from some in the lobby of the elevator debarkation area. She spit on the ground, then stood, wiping her mouth on her sleeve.

"Good," she said to Ken, forgetting that she was not supposed to be talking. The slight vibrato tone that was part of the Roona way of talking was not noticeable in that one word, but it was just a bit when she added, "Orea good."

She saw in Ken's eyes his concern and went quickly quiet, looking to the horrid man traveling with them. He seemed more concerned with the colorful puddle of puke and the stares coming from the elevator departure crew than with the odd accent in Orea's voice.

 

[silvertongue217]

“Is she okay?” Jack said stepping forward narrowing his eyes. He narrowed his eyes in concern and Ken saw the robots beginning to tense as if they sensed the concern in their master’s voice.

“She’s been out in space for a while” Ken said stepping in front of her his hand dropping down to his heavy revolver “She will be fine”

“If you say so” Jack said looking at her closely “So are we going to see this ship?” He finally asked appearing to let it drop.

“After I see your ships of course”

“Right” Jack said his smile faltering “well I have a room-“

“No thanks” Ken said shaking his head “I have a place to stay already if we aren’t seeing the ships today my companion and I would like to retire”

Jack looked at him for several minutes before shrugging “have it your way I will meet you at the bar tomorrow” He said before turning on his heel and marching off. Ken waited until he left before relaxing.

“Safer now” He told her since they were mostly alone “Come on” He said taking her by her hand and walking her into the town. It was a dirty metropolis but rich with vegetation with some buildings sharing space with towering trees and lush plants. He ignored the other humans who ranged in such diversity it was a shock. He took it slow with her gently tugging her along whenever she got to side tracked until they finally reached an old fashion inn.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“Safer now,” Ken told Orea as the other man -- Jeck! -- departed and left them alone ... in the crowd of hundreds of other humans. “Come on.”

Her human protector took her hand and led her through the city. Orea found it positively frightening and yet at the same undeniably interesting. The buildings were much denser than she had ever seen and yet somehow there were trees and vines and shrubs and even grasses in the cracks in the pavement and even in the older buildings' walls.

But what truly entranced Orea were the other Earthlings they began spotting as they headed through the bazaar on the way to their Inn. Every where she looked, mixed in with the stands selling Earth and extraterrestrial products, there were merchants selling living creatures that Orea had either only seen in the recordings she had study in an attempt to understand mammalian breeding; or animals that she could never have even imagined existed.

"What...?" she asked excitedly, pointing.

"That's a guinea pig," Ken told her. "Pet ... food."

"Earth...?" she asked, getting a positive answer. Then again, pointing and asking, "What...?"

"Llama," he answered, again explaining the creatures purpose, "Fiber ... packing ... food."

"Oh!" she squeaked at the sight of a huge hog.

Although Orea did not understand his explanation, he told her the creature hunted buried fungus with its great sense of smell, then finished his explanation with, "And food."

Orea found it interesting that nearly every creature she spotted and Ken explained could also be eaten. This education went on all the way through the bazaar, covering two dozen species by the time they neared the end. Then suddenly, Orea broke away from Ken and rushed to a stand. She pointed at the creature whose sleek, colorful, meter long body was coiled atop a whicker mat like a discarded rope.

Ken named it -- "Snake" -- and explained that it was here to hunt rats, which the two of them had not yet seen but which he assured her had made their way to this planet. Orea did not ask if this amazing creature was food also. She simply could not imagine someone eating this magnificent creature who was able to move around the mat with not propulsion limbs. It was ... magical, and she found herself enthralled.

A trio of voices called in a sing-song tone from behind them, "Ken, Ken, he's our man..."

Orea ignored the voices, except to notice that her escort had turned to view the source of them and laughed, apparently excited at the sight of the men. Her attention was entirely upon the snake. She watched as it picked a spot on the mat and coiled up into a tight, rope like shape before lifting a third of its length straight up into the air.

When she got too close, though, the snake struck. Orea was quick and only dipped her head down and left. Then, she moved even closer, smiling. Again, the snake struck and the pseudo-Human dodge, laughing with delight. Again she moved closer, and again the snake struck. This time, however, Orea flashed a hand out and grasped the snake just beyond its head. She held it tight enough to prevent its escape but not so tightly as to crush its bones, which Orea had already concluded must be fragile to allow its form of propulsion.

The snake immediately began coiling the rest of its body forward, wrapping around Orea's arm and beginning to squeeze tightly. She just watched it with interest, ignoring the pain that the animal -- which was essentially just a long mass of muscles -- that was building in her arm and shoulder.

The vendor had been showing a larger snake to another potential customer at the other end of the stall when he caught sight of the ruckus. He slammed the cage shut and hurried toward the vandal hollering, "Hey! Hey! You break it, you bought it--"

The man skidded to a stop and raised his hands into the air as Orea whipped a scary looking weapon from her hip and pointed it directly at him without ever taking her eyes off the snake.

It was about then that Ken stepped up. Orea could not see his reaction but she presumed it was similar to that of the two or three dozen people who were being attracted to the scene. Orea, now unconcerned with the vendor, holstered her weapon and carefully began untangling the snake from her body.

She held it out before her, noting with interest that it now no longer seemed to want to eat her, and looked to Ken, asking with the excitement of a child, "Buy?"

 

[silvertongue217]

Shit

Ken knew that there was going to be some hiccups in his little plan. After all bringing an alien warrior girl unto a human planet was a danger in an of itself. He had hoped that by keeping a low profile and telling her not to talk he would have saved himself any real problems.

He had mistaken

He could see the confused wary looks starting to cross onto every ones face and quickly stepped forward. Luckily the Roona hadn’t taken his credit chip and he pulled it out of his pocket quickly.

“We will take it” He said letting him swipe his card before grasping her hand. He dragged her away from every one shooting them a look that said mind your own before bringing her into the bar.

“It’s cute” He said giving her a small smile “wait here please” He said before making his way over to the barkeep. He paid for their room and took her up there up to the second story. The building was made of wood but there were heavy bolt doors attached to the rooms that offered the guest more privacy than a simple door.

“We stay here” He said ignoring the snake and tapping in a code. The door hissed open and he ushered her in before closing it behind him.

He starred at her and sighed reaching over to admire the snake “Name it” He told her before giving her a gentle kiss and pulling off his leather jacket “pet now your responsibility” He cautioned before giving her a small smile and sitting down on one of the chairs.

 

[AngelEyes1994]

“We will take it,” Ken told the merchant, paying him in a way Orea did not understand but could not at the moment care a lick about. She was getting her snake! And a little basket which apparently was its home, too! Orea could not have been happier. Ken led her away, shooting the snake a look and saying, “It’s cute.”

They reached their lodgings, which made Orea nervous once more as the patrons cast the pair of them scrutinizing glances. She could not help but wonder the cause: were they looking at the beautiful female, sizing up the unknown male, or planning a meal of the snake which was continually slipping its head out of the basket in an attempt to escape.

She kept her eye on Ken as he went to the bar and talked to the man behind it. Soon they were in their room, when Ken looked at the again-skedaddling snake and said, “Name it,”

Orea did not immediately understand, but after he explained better, she smiled broadly, shared a long meaningful glance with the dancing snake, looked back to Ken, and excitedly announced, "Cute!

She could see by Ken's reaction that Cute likely was not a common name for a snake, but she did not care. She looked into the snake's eyes again and told it, "Cute! You are Cute."

“Pet now your responsibility,” he warned her.

"Cute!" she repeated for no reason.

She looked around the room, set the basket down, then went to the window. In a swift movement, she lifted one knee up high, snatched out the throwing knife hidden in his knee tall boot, and sliced it through the air. She caught the piece of rope that she had so skillfully cut from the draperies, sheathed the knife again, and returned to use it to tie down the baskets lid just as Cute was again trying to escape.

Orea looked to Ken with a sense of accomplishment. She studied him for a moment. He seemed ... different. It was this place. It was being back with his own kind. A thought popped into her mind, Will he not want to leave here? Will he not want to be with me ... out there ... in the void

A sudden sound just beyond the walls caught Orea's attention, pulling her away from her fearful questions. It was a familiar sound, and looking to Ken, she could see in his expression that he recognized it, too. A devilish smile spread Orea's lips. She suddenly ran to and through the glass doors that led out onto the balcony. She paused, listening, then ran toward the end of the patio and -- with great agility -- leaped from their balcony to the next, landing in near silence. She pressed her face up to the glass of the other room's patio door, then after a moment looked back to her own patio for Ken, hoping he had followed.

She looked back into the window again, curious about what the human female on her knees was doing with her mouth to the human male's pleasure horn.

 

[silvertongue217]

Ken ran after her trying to stop her. It was to late however she was over the balcony and onto the next one peering inside.

“Oh shit” He murmured jumping over after her. He noticed the woman giving the guy head and quickly grabbed her pulling her away from the window. He put a finger to his lip and mimicked it on hers before letting her watch it for a few more minutes. Pretty soon the couple was moving onto more… natural desires and Ken pulled her back over to their room.

“Humans no usually like being saw during sex” He warned her untying the basket and pulling a few pieces of the food bar out of his pocket to feed to cute. He tied it up and turned giving her an odd expression.

“I use mouth on you, you use mouth on me both pleasurable” He explained as the couples sex went through the thin walls “men go crazy for female mouth” He said smiling and kissing her lightly before kissing her cheek. He was fond and protective of her and her natural curiosity for the world was starting to infect him.

He didn’t even mind the snake

“Some women like to swallow very tasty” he said unable to stop himself “considered a delicacy even” he said going so far as to rub his stomach and go mmmmm