I'm back! Don't think I've forgotten about you people who like this story. So a few changes…as in one, the bold haha. Warning by the way, some quite moderate sexy sex sex times be in this chapter so yeah. Enjoy!

Chapter 12

Contemplation

He sat there, staring at the empty void of space through the glass of the cockpit, stars blinking in and out of sight. Some dying, others appearing out of nowhere. The beautiful cycle of space claiming and creating solar system after solar system, a bittersweet wonder. He smiled for a second before re-entering his train of thought. He sat there, trying to figure out multiple things at once. He had gone through the plan with everyone previously after waking them all up, which didn't put Myra in a particularly good mood. They all had their objections and those were all resolved. Now, Meeran just sat there, thinking about the how's, what's, and why's of things. How he was going to react when he finishes all this, and what he was going to do when it was all over crossed his mind, but he shrugged it off and sighed. "…Well… time to go to sleep I guess." He whispered to himself. He closed his eyes and for the very first time in a long time, fell asleep straight away…

Nothing. A wide expanse of pure darkness splayed before Meeran. He couldn't see anything. He took a step forward, felt weightless, and fell. He tumbled towards nothing, falling down what seemed to be an endless chasm of darkness. He didn't care in the slightest, what some might see as a horrific nightmare he saw as relaxation. He hated brightness unless that brightness came from something truly beautiful, like the crystal fountain, or Sheira, or even Angela… possibly. His back fell gently onto what felt like grass and everything around him changed. An amber sky, crimson coloured grass, and large hills that dotted the area appeared around him, the waters of a nearby lake ran thick with smut and grime and the creatures choked and died as their planet tore itself apart around them. Ash fell from the sky as if it were snow, making this somewhat bittersweet scene, even more sweet for the sadists mind. He laughed a little, remembering the last time he was here. Someone's head rested on his shoulder his smile doubled in size. "Sheira. You haven't fallen asleep have you…" His question yielded no answer. "...Sheira?" He pulled a puzzled look. Normally when he dreamt about this she would of replied. He turned his head, and his blood ran cold his skin would have been noticeably paler had he not had fur. Sheira was there, mouth agape, blood trickling out of her mouth and eye sockets, rags draped from her bony, skeletal body and as the seconds rolled by her head twisted and cracked until it was level with his own. A sick smile played across her lips.

"I'm fine Meeran…" She rasped. Her voice wasn't her own. She carried on speaking but she started choking on her own blood. He scrambled away from her bleeding body, however she was just as fast and stood up as he did. He couldn't turn around at all. His body wasn't his own, and his mind felt weak and hazy. She followed his every step, and with every step that was taken she began to hold out her arms. "…Don't you want a hug Meeran?" Her head cocked to the side. Her smile widened to the point where the sides of her lips began ripping. "I love you Meeran… Don't let me go Meeran…" He shook his head; He couldn't wake up. He wanted to…but he couldn't.

"I-I-I'm sorry Sheira…" Her smile faded and silence followed, and Meeran's eyes opened wide in surprise as she did something only the cruel side of his mind would craft. Her head slowly split down the middle, looking exactly like it did the last time he saw her, brainless…and dead.

"Sorry! Sorry! No Meeran! You could have saved me but you didn't! Now you move on like I was nothing! I hate you so much!" She screamed, charging at him. She knocked him to the floor. He had no control of his own body, his surroundings morphed into many different shades of red. She savaged his face, clawing her way through, slowly making her way towards bone. He felt her nails dig and tear through his face, pulling up as they dug into his soft furry features. He screamed as the pain began to sink in after a few seconds of the devouring of his face. Blood spraying and splashing all over the place, some coming from the spurts that flew out of Sheira's split head, and most coming from Meeran as she tore her way through his skin and flesh. She was still screaming. "I hate you! I HATE YOU!"

Darkness. That was all that followed, and then came the screams of another voice…

"Meeran!" Angela screamed, holding a violently shaking lombax in her arms. He wasn't breathing. He wasn't blinking, just shaking. "Meeran…" He stopped shaking. His eyes moved, and he took a deep breath.

"...Hey…" He whispered. "You uhhh…see all that." Angela smiled and nodded her head. She wasn't as shaken as he thought she would be, then again he was probably just doing what he normally does when he has a nightmare. This to him didn't seem like much, to Angela it was horrific to an extent she had never seen, nor witnessed before. He stood up, unable to get the images out of his mind. Looks like you're not sleeping for a while Meeran. He said inside his head. "So what did you want Angela, you must have had a good reason to wake me up from that incredible dream…sarcasm. I actually have to thank you for that Angela."

"No problem… made me worry for a minute there." She said grabbing hold of his hands. Meeran resisted the urge to ask her if she had washed her hands after her long visit to the bathroom and instead of laughing he bit his tongue, blood filling the inside of his mouth. He noticed she had her blankets dumped on the floor and she wasn't wearing much else other than a top that was a bit too long for her, and it was one that looked oddly familiar to Meeran.

"What, are you doing in my shirt, and what are you doing up here?" He said raising an eyebrow.

"Well… I don't actually know… and I came up her because I was, cold…" She said, looking scratching the back of her neck.

"Oooo, that's a shame, not much of a temperature difference up her to be honest."

"…Well. I did think it would be nice to just…"

"Snuggle up to me to make you warmer. Alright then." He got out of his chair and sat on the floor grabbing the blanket, the carpeting was soft enough after he laid down the blanket. Whilst he did this Angela turned towards the door and locked it, just in case. Meeran looked around for a spare one but to his surprise only one was brought. "Hmm, gonna need another…" Before he could say anything Angela wrapped her arms around him and lay right next to him. Breathing distance. "…Well, this works too." Angela smiled sheepishly, and he smiled seductively. Both felt warm in each other's embrace. Minutes rolled by, and the two of them moved closer and closer, Meeran wasn't sure who made the first move but before he knew it, their lips met, and they allowed themselves to take off from where they started before. Their tongues enveloped and wrapped around themselves. The sweet tastes of both their saliva mixing, and they both knew where this would lead. Angela pulls away, biting her lip. This man…she looks down at the very noticeable bulge that presented itself inside Meeran's shorts

"Meeran…do you like me?"

"Yes." He said cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"Good." She wrapped her fingers around Meeran's hand and guided them up the t-shirt, and towards her chest. When they rested she could feel him shaking with restraint, and yet she couldn't understand why. She knew he thought her body was amazing, and she wanted him, needed him. If she was going to go any further than this she knew she had to try harder. Please Meeran, release me. She started biting her lip again, making him squeeze her soft plump breasts, hearty moans resonating from within her throat. She licked her lips, Meeran could barely control himself. He started breathing heavily through his nose as he succumbed to the will of her lust. She let go as he cupped her breasts on his own, rubbing her nipples in between each index finger and thumb, making the nipples erect whilst also making more moans come from within Angela. Angela had him where she wanted, a second after she figured this out she had one of her hands down his pants, and began stroking the large, pulsating member held within. Damn he, is, big. She thought as she carried on stroking from tip to base. Finding pleasure in his short and shocked gasps, as well as his hands as they carried on playing with her perky breasts. Oh by the all makers tits. This feels good. Meeran thought as his pupils grew smaller as his arousal grew, soon he wouldn't be able to control himself. Angela stopped for a second, getting up, and undoing each button slowly on the shirt. "Do you want me Meeran."

"Hell yes." He took off his cargo shorts and ripped off his boxers, allowing his throbbing manhood to finally be unleashed. Angela's mouth went agape and before she knew it she was hoisted into his arms and laid out on the floor. He climbed on top but this didn't last long as Angela rolled him underneath herself. She held all the cards at the moment, leaning down she whispered into his ear.

"You, just lean back, let me do all the work…" She shuffled herself downwards and grabbed hold of his rather large member. She took a deep breath, fighting back any worries she had about this. And lowered herself. She let out a long, hearty moan as she carried on lowering herself around him, pleasure she had only felt a few inches inside from before going even further, and she liked it. Pleasure started filling up her entire being as she bounced up and down on his manhood whilst he clenched his toes. "Mm…mmmm…mmmm…uh." She moaned, going slow at first, savouring each second of pleasure that was erupting inside of her. She started rubbing her snub, increasing the pleasure she was feeling tenfold. She didn't want to come quickly, but she found it nearly impossible. She found this experience to be much more than what she originally thought. She started going faster and faster her breasts bouncing in time with her bodies repetitive up and down motions, and gradually her moans went from moans to screams. "Oh God! Oh God oh God oh God oh God, yes! More, ahh!" Soon Angela didn't care about how quickly she came. She just cared about her own satisfaction. Meeran hadn't done anything and just lay there letting wave after wave of pleasure soak into him. Come on Angela, faster. His breathing became grunts as his wish was answered. She sped up, further increasing his arousal, stopping him from getting bored.

"mm, uhh, come on Angela, ahhh, you can do-ahh better." She stopped for a second giving him an annoyed look, before carrying on, grabbing his hands and making him squeeze her breasts once more. She somehow managed to increase her pace once more and as a result her moans and groans and occasional screams grew louder, faster and dirtier with each motion. "ahhhh, that-uh-is-ahhh it." He stopped her for a second and grabbed hold of her waist, raising his own up a little and then thrust upwards as he brought her down. The shock of both of them pounding each other vibrated through them both, this was amazing for Angela, not so much for Meeran though but he didn't care. Her moans were coming out as gasps now as she was losing her breath, Meeran decided he'd give her a break from all the hard work and grabbed her, forcing himself on top. He liked being on top, being able to dominate had a strange animalistic pleasure to it, making him crave for more. "Hehe, you're mine now." She bit her lip a little before Meeran thrust deep into her, making her moan come out much louder and much more lustful than ever before. For her first time. She found the whole ordeal to be the best thing she ever felt in her life.

"Ooooh God yes, yes! Faster, harder, yes ohhh ohh myy God!" She started getting driven up the nearby wall her back eventually making contact with cold steel. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as he paved into her femininity. He didn't let up at all. His body was ignoring everything that was going on around him, so he kept on trying for power and speed, and that's what he did. With each passing second he managed to increase speed and power, and he could tell she absolutely loved it. Their eyes met and Angela saw not the same kind of eyes she was used to seeing, the eyes of a cold assassin, no now she saw the eyes of an animal with a crazy grin on his face. She felt herself nearing the end and her back began to arc as bliss began to consume her inner walls, Meeran felt this and went even harder and faster, trying to make sure he was ready to finish up too. "Ah-ah-ahhhhha, oh my god!" Her body stiffened up and she bit down into Meerans shoulder. The insides of her dripping wet femininity clamped around his throbbing manhood, driving him over the edge. He climaxed, and the short fast paced grunts that escaped his wind pipe showed just how much pleasure he was feeling. Angela juddered and shook as the aftershock of her climax still hadn't worn off. She couldn't believe how good she was feeling. What she thought was bliss is now heaven. She rested her head on Meeran's shoulder and Meeran rested his back on the floor, allowing Angela to cuddle up to him, after pulling himself out. He then grabbed the blanket, and wrapped it around them both, and for the rest of the time they had together, they lay there in each other's arms…

So what do you think, you know what to do if you like you like if you don't you don't, just let me know in a review or what not…I'm gonna be working on this story from now on so you know expect more if you are liking this story so far.