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The Book of Lyta and G'Kar

(A Fan-Fiction story based upon the T.V. series, "Babylon 5", created by J. Michael Straczynski)

Chapter One: Dance of the Serpent

It was never, ever intended to happen. For some strange reason known only to the Universe, however, it did. When the large reptilian marsupial known as Ambassador G'Kar of Narn began his journey to explore space beyond The Rim with the powerful Human telepath known as Lyta Alexander, they had departed on the voyage as platonic companions only.

Now, two years later, here they were with two pouchlings named Na'Tal and Byron Alexander—the only known Narn-Human hybrid children in existence. How it had happened, they had no idea. Humans and Narns could not reproduce without a significant amount of genetic tampering, but the couple had done nothing to move in this direction.

It was true that G'Kar had once propositioned Lyta to create a hybrid through direct mating, but that was only because he had not possessed enough understanding of xeno-biology at the time. He had naively assumed that they could create a Narn telepath simply through the act of lovemaking. After he had done a bit more research on the topic, he found that such a thing was virtually impossible. The only way that the Narns could breed their own telepaths was through gradually introducing telepath DNA into the Narn gene pool—and that would mean gradually introducing Human DNA into Narn physiology. G'Kar had been somewhat disturbed by that prospect eight years ago, when he had first accepted his post as Ambassador for the Narn Regime on the space station Babylon 5. He had therefore put the idea of creating Narn telepaths through Human DNA on the back burner. There had been too many other pressing concerns, such as the Narn-Centauri war, the Shadow War, and then the creation of the Interstellar Alliance under President John Sheridan.

After the Alliance had been created, G'Kar's priorities had changed. He had not even thought about creating Narn telepaths for the last few years of his post on Babylon 5...at least not until the fateful day that Lyta Alexander, the powerful "rogue" telepath who had once worked for the terrifying Vorlon species but who had helped Sheridan to defeat both the Vorlons and the Shadows during that terrible conflict, made an appointment with him to discuss his financing of five large ships so that other "rogue" telepaths could search for a new home-world. She hoped also to create a resistance towards the organization which had kept telepaths such as herself in a state of virtual slavery: the hated "Psi Corps". In exchange for his help, Lyta promised to supply him with a whole array of telepath DNA which could be used to help Narns create their own telepaths. After considerable thought and a quick test of Lyta's integrity, G'Kar finally agreed.

Later, the two of them had decided to embark on their own mission to explore space beyond The Rim...and maybe even help the Narn-supplied "telepath home-ships" to locate a suitable home-world for the telepaths. They had taken their own small explorer craft, named the Na'Toth, and had since then been alone together in space for the past couple of years. It had perhaps been inevitable that they would at some time pursue an intimate relationship, in spite of the fact that they were from two vastly different species.

For a long while, however, G'Kar had kept himself from encouraging any kind of mating behavior between the two of them. Lyta had been badly treated by Earth, the Psi-Corps, the Vorlons, and even by Sheridan and his staff aboard Babylon 5. G'Kar had hoped to help Lyta heal her rage, just as he himself had learned to heal his own damaged soul. G'Kar was very scrupulous in his behavior towards the beautiful but angry Human female. He knew how much she had suffered, especially when she had lost her lover, a "rogue" telepath named Byron who had died in an attempt to lead the other telepaths to a new life away from the Psi Corps. Lyta hoped to continue her lost lover's work; but she had desperately needed to heal her own soul, and G'Kar had offered her a way to do that. She had been suspicious of his motives, at first. She had expected him to make a pass at her the moment they had cleared jump-gate, but that never happened. It was a full year before Lyta realized that G'Kar had indeed been trying to help her heal herself spiritually, just as he had told her before they left.

It was then that she began to become impatient with him, and frustrated.

"It's been a full year, G'Kar," she told him one day, as they were leaving the orbit of a friendly but already inhabited world, "Why have you never tried anything? Don't you find me attractive?"

"Of course I do," G'Kar had answered her, keeping his focus on the control panel, "That is why I have forced myself to abstain from becoming intimate with you. I would be most perturbed if I interfered with your healing process simply to gratify my own desires."

"Have you considered the possibility that maybe a sexual relationship between us would be part of that healing process?"

"I am a Narn, Lyta," G'Kar had replied sadly, "And you are a Human...and an extremely powerful telepath as well. You know my thoughts, and you know how base, how much like an animal I can be. Even with my recent spiritual transformation into a more civilized creature, I would still be considered a beast by your peers. I am also what you telepaths would call a 'mundane', am I not?"

"Mundane?" Lyta had echoed him, "Not you, G'Kar. You're anything but mundane, and you know it. Besides, 'mundane' is a term that was created by that dictatorial group of soul-assassins known as the 'Psi Corps'. I want nothing to do with any of that crap...until I return one day to destroy the Psi Corps, that is. The way they've used telepaths, and have controlled them...it's disgusting. No—I think I'm ready for a relationship with a Narn. If not a relationship, then...at least let's hop in the sack for a while. We can't be alone in space this long without ever having the courage to try it. Wouldn't you like to experience my endlessly expanding pleasure threshold?"

"Yes, I would," G'Kar admitted, ruefully remembering the day that he had first propositioned her, "But I can't promise that I could do it just once and be content with that. In a strange way, I have come to love you, Lyta...even though we have never made love. Perhaps we never should."

"G'Kar!" Lyta exclaimed, "You love me? You rascal, you! I suppose I should have figured that out from your thoughts, though."

"No, you don't understand, Lyta," G'Kar said to her, "I have come to love you, beyond the physical element—a physical element which I admit is most alluring. Our time together has been very special to me. But I know that I can never be the equal of your deceased lover, Byron. And I know that, once this voyage ends, you will leave me to lead your people in the Resistance against the Psi Corps...as you should. It is only natural."

"And what about you, G'Kar?" she asked him, "Will you leave me to join your people, when our voyage together ends?"

"I don't know," G'Kar mused wistfully, "When I left, they were practically worshipping me as a god over my spiritual book, the so-called Book of G'Kar. I never meant to supplant our holy prophet, G'Quan; but at the time that we left to go on our journey together, it was what seemed to be happening. My presence was a distraction for my people. They needed to forge their own way forward, not idolize me. As for me returning to Narn, it will depend on how the people have developed. Personally, I would prefer to serve Sheridan and the Alliance. I have come to share his values more than those of my own people. Some of my people no doubt think of me as a sell-out, but that is their particular delusion. I never want to go back to being what I was, Lyta; there is nothing darker than the hatred which enslaves our souls."

"Oh, there you go again, Mr. Deep Thinker," Lyta teased him, "You should write a sequel to The Book of G'Kar and call it: The Book of Lyta and G'Kar."

"Aha," G'Kar retorted wryly, "and not The Book of G'Kar and Lyta?"

"No, I think your male ego could do with my name being first."

"Or perhaps I should name it after one of your Earth stories: The Beauty and the Beast?"

"Are you saying that you find me beautiful, G'Kar?" Lyta asked him innocently.

"Well, it's certainly not me who would be the Beauty."

"The raging question here, G'Kar, is whether or not you are a B.I.B.?"

"And what is that, dear Lyta?"

"A 'Beast in Bed', dear G'Kar."

"Ohhhhh-rrr-kk!" G'Kar replied in a mock-offended fashion.

The conversation ended there, but neither of them forgot it. One day, when the ship was on auto-pilot and G'Kar was having a shower, Lyta decided to pay him a little visit. She and G'Kar had separate berths but shared the same shower facilities. Normally, she waited until he was finished before she went in, but on this day she decided that it was time to stop beating around the bush and be bold. She slipped off her pink housecoat and let it drop casually to the floor. She then opened up the door of the shower and walked in, to G'Kar's shocked astonishment.

He stood staring at her, the water running all over both of them. He did not say anything, but neither did he order her out of the stall. She put her arms around his spotted neck and gave him a kiss. He looked as if he had just been struck by lightning.

"Lyta," he murmured, "Are you sure you want this?"

"Yes," she told him, "Quit worrying, you old Hotspot."

"I...I would not want to do anything to hurt you or to damage your healing process. I would be ashamed of myself if I did that."

"You won't," she reassured him, "I'm tougher than I look."

Slowly, G'Kar began to respond, unsheathing his claws and running them up and down her body. He uttered a sound which was like a cross between a groan and a hiss. They embraced each other, rubbing their faces together as two Narns might do. Lyta had often had an opportunity to watch Narn couples showing affection to one another on Babylon 5, and she knew that they did a lot of caressing and neck-weaving as a kind of ritual prelude to the sexual act. She had never seen the actual lovemaking, of course, so she would have to wing it if they managed to get that far. G'Kar nipped at her shoulder without breaking her skin. He was being very cautious, as he knew how fragile the Human nervous system could be when it came to pain. Lyta attempted to give him a shoulder-bite back, but his skin was too leathery.

"Ugh!" she muttered, "This is like kissing a crocodile."

"We can stop now if you would like," G'Kar offered, "If you do want to call this to a halt, now would be the time—don't do it when I'm uncurled with passion, for then it will be past the point of no return."

"Why don't we move into your berth so we don't run the shower dry?"

"Excellent idea," G'Kar replied, turning off the water and leading her into his small berth. As he led the way, his hand in hers, she could not help but chuckle at the lizard-like tail which was attached to his rear. It appeared to be smooth, and it ended in a thin, sharp spike.

Lyta lay down on his bed and he took his position beside her, running a claw down her body in a sly manner. From there, it became somewhat awkward as they attempted to vacillate between Human kissing and Narn nipping. G'Kar's tail wrapped itself around her leg, and Lyta could sense his thoughts becoming less intellectual and more instinctual, like the mind of an animal. The couple finally relaxed into an acceptable "kiss-and-head-weaving" rhythm, and G'Kar finally began the process of "uncurling his passion" as he referred to his tightly coiled masculine appendage. His tail rattled in excitement, sounding much like a Terran rattlesnake. Lyta could only hope that it was not filled with venom as she fell into this serpentine sexual dance.