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Pirate's Booty
"Avast, ye lubbers! Yer now in Corsair airspace! Be ye friend or foe?" came the voice over the radio.
"Ahoy! This is Captain Bucky O'Hare of the United Animal Coalition! We have dealings with the Corsair Canards!" said the green furred hare into the mic. The orange frigate he commanded hovered in the atmosphere over Rigel VII.
"Pull me peg-leg, mammal! I ain't been hatched yesterday! Make tracks or be fired upon!" came the annoyed response.
Bucky pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "I've been granted an audience with Captain Lanelle of the Iron Vulture. Would you rather deal with HER, feather-face?" he growled back.
A smile spread across the hare's lips as a bunch of sputtering and blubbering came over the radio. "Beggin' yer pardon, Cap'n! Didn't realize ye meant to speak to the Pirate Queen herself! Come on in!"
Bucky nodded to the female feline at the controls of The Righteous Indignation. "First Mate, you heard them," he said with a grin. He placed the mic back on the receiver.
"Nicely done, Bucky," Jenny replied as she steered the ship forward.
The two were silent for a minute. There was an unfamiliar tension between the captain and pilot as they near their destination. Jenny broke it, briefly taking her eyes off the approaching planet to look at her captain. "Are you sure this is a good idea, Bucky? These ARE pirates after all."
"You trust Dead-Eye, don't you?" he asked back with an added shrug.
"Dead-Eye is an exception. Most of these ducks are hardened criminals! How can we be sure they can be trusted?"
Bucky only smiled and reached over with a yellow gloved hand to squeezed her black suited one. "I was told similar things about Aldebarans. I don't regret a thing about that," he said gently.
Jenny blushed and squeezed his hand back. She shifted her gaze back to the viewport of the cockpit. "Beginning landing sequence shortly, Captain," she said in a straight-forward tone.
The hare could see Jenny was still pensive. "Desperate times call for desperate measures, Jenny. We need all the help we can get. You've seen these guys in action. They can croak toads just as well as we can."
"You really think they can be sold on a treaty, Bucky? They might not like being told who they can hit and when." Jenny didn't like arguing with Bucky. And she was by no means a coward. But she preferred her enemies front and center, not potentially in the back.
"It's worth a shot, Jenny. I'd rather be focused on stopping planet theft over a bunch of space yachts getting raided," he answered firmly. "If it goes south, we know what we have to do..." He patted the charged blaster at his hip.
"Can't believe ya agreed ta dis meetin', Lanelle," growled the mohawk sporting blue mallard on the landing pad. "We be pirates! We don't take orders from stinkin' mammals!"
Standing next to the male pirate was a statuesque female duck. It was clear she'd never be mistaken for a mere bar wench. Lanelle wore the traditional garb of a seasoned pirate captain.
Atop her head was a large, black buccaneer's hat with a cross-bones stitched on the wide, up-curving brim. A long, pink feather plume rose from the band. A shock of red-brown hair poked underneath her hat while a loose ponytail trailed down between her shoulders. A small pink scarf was tied around her neck. Like all Kanopis III worlders, Lanelle had four strong arms; each in a wide-cuffed, black leather glove. Her upper body was dressed in a teal poet's shirt with a few buttons open at the top, revealing her generous cleavage covered in soft, light purple-colored feathers.
The captain's athletic lower half was enhanced with tight fitting grey breeches and her legs were clad in thigh-high, black leather boots. Crisscrossing her chest were two bandoleers and several braces of blasters. A saber rested in a scabbard belted to her wide hips.
Currently, Lanelle had an annoyed expression on her face. Her lower arms held her hips while her upper arms were folded across her breasts. Her sharp, green eyes narrowed.
"Don't question ME, Redjack!" she snarled at the male. "We're just hearin' them out. Things are bad enough with all the fly-suckers lumberin' into our territories! Hogging all the good plunder! If we can get the furballs off our backs, it could be beneficial for us in the long run!"
"I still don't like it! Why are we dealin' with that traitor and his buddies?" Redjack growled back.
Lanelle rolled her eyes. "Because Dead-Eye BEAT you, Jack, fair and square. That makes him head of the clans. Even if he left ME in charge of the actual pirating duties." The female captain walked over to face her First Mate. She pointed her upper right-hand index finger at Redjack's chest. "And don't start any of that petty crap. This is about BUSINESS! Not about which one of you gets into my bloomers! You catch my drift, matey?" Lanelle leaned in to give him a steely glare for good measure.
Redjack was taken aback by Lanelle's fierceness. "Aye aye, Captain..." he muttered.
"Good. Here they come now," she said. Together with the rest of her crew, the ducks approached the landing space-frigate.
Lanelle softened slightly to Redjack. "Look at it this way: at least we're dealing with seasoned fighters, Jack. Not a bunch of stuff shirt politicians who've never been in a scrap before!"
"And if they try to make us go... honest?" he questioned with a brief shutter.
"Then I'll kick that cotton-tail to the other side of the Seven Systems myself," she said while stroking the hilt of her saber. "Dead-Eye be damned!" Redjack grinned at that answer.
The orange frigate landed gracefully on the flight pad. A hatch opened and the crew of The Righteous Indignation stepped out.
Lanelle quickly took stock of her guests. There was Dead-Eye, the former Corsair Canard turned Mammal Gunner. Lanelle smirked that two of his hands twitched at his holstered blasters while his one remaining eye scanned his audience. Truly his pirate instinct was still sharp as ever. Even under a banner of truce, a Canard who wasn't cautious would find himself roasted.
Next were a pair of Betelgeusian Baboons. One was smaller than the other, lacking much fur save for a mop of blonde hair on his head. He was also wearing an ill-fitting Marine's armor and a pair of spectacles rested on his face. A small, cyclopic android followed after them.
Finally, the captain and first mate were the last to disembark. Lanelle had seen enough reports and Toad TV broadcasts to recognize Bucky O'Hare. The green male was impressive for a mammal. She instantly recognized a fellow captain and warrior. What really intrigued the female captain was who stood beside him.
Lanelle wasn't expecting an Aldebaran among the crew. They rarely left their home-world and were rumored to prefer noninvolvement in matters concerning the rest of the Aniverse. The female cat was clad in a form-fitting black body suit that offset her pristine white fur. A mass of light pink fur rose from her head down passed her hips while a matching tail trailed behind. The she-cat also wore a set of silver armor over her chest, arms, and pelvis. Her elegant legs were clad in silver thigh-high boots while a pair of black heels adorned her feet.
Ever one to notice treasure, Lanelle's eyes sparkled as she noticed the she-cat's outfit boasted several pink gemstones of varying sizes throughout. The female pirate was especially intrigued by one that rested in the center of the feline's silver headband. Unconsciously, Lanelle licked her beak. The duck woman couldn't help but admire the sight. Like herself, this cat had an allure of beauty and danger.
Jenny picked up on the attention she was getting and brushed it off. She was used to males eyeing her in public. Something about the way the female duck looked her over was only slightly more concerning. "Try it, lady. These are more than just baubles," the female feline thought to herself.
Lanelle, Redjack, and several other pirates stood facing the mixed-mammal crew. "We be under a flag of truce for the time being, O'Hare," she spoke with authority. "State your terms and be off!"
Bucky stood his ground. "I appreciate this meeting, Captain," he answered firmly. The green hare reached behind his back. Instantly, several of Lanelle's mallards reached for their weapons. However, each was stopped as a blast of maser fire scorched the ground in front of them.
Lanelle smirked as she noticed Dead-Eye twirl a smoking blaster in each of his four hands. "Don't be tryin' anythin', me buckos!" the black-feathered male laughed. "Bucky be a lad of his word! Anyone questions THAT? Yer wenchin' days be done!"
"Thanks, Dead-Eye," Bucky said to his gunner. He finished by holding out a thick series of papers in his gloved fist.
Bucky addressed Lanelle. "These are the terms of Treaty between S.P.A.C.E., the Corsair Canards, and any other pirate clans from Rigel VII. They include a full pardon for all participating pirates once the threat of Toad Encroachment has ceased."
The purple-feathered female eyed the offered documents. Redjack leaned in against the left side of her head. "Don't trust 'em, lass! We don't need these flea bags!" he hissed into her ear.
A silver flash cut through the air. Bucky's forms were now skewered by the tip of Lanelle's saber. "I don't deal with politicians and their paperwork, Bucky O'Hare!" she growled.
A small smirk spread across Redjack's beak. It suddenly turned into a grimace of pain and shock as Lanelle's lower left fist slammed into his belly.
"And I won't stand for MUTINY, either!" she yelled as her First Mate crumpled over. Lanelle turned her head from side to side. "Any more of you scallywags feel like questionin' me?!" she hollered to the others present. Each mate shook their head. Lanelle was tough but fair. Following her had led to many a wealthy plunder. They knew they'd get a good deal from the mammals, one way or another.
"Good!" she said. The she-pirate faced the mammals once more. "Let's settle this the pirates' way. To the Benbow's Revenge, me hearties! We'll discuss matters over a noggin of Swamp Grass!"
While her crew hooted and shouted in joy over having a drink, Lanelle approached Bucky and his friends. Her look softened as she spoke. "Sorry for the show, boyos. It's the only way to get them at ease." She handed the ripped forms back to the mammal captain. Her sword returned to its sheath. Her guests eased up as Lanelle changed her tone. Jenny still eyed her defensively.
"I understand, Lanelle. I swear we'll make the council hold to any terms we agree to," said Bucky.
"Ye can trust ol' Bucky-Boy, Lanelle," explained Dead-Eye as he holstered his guns. "I don't fry wart bags fer jest any animal!"
Lanelle crossed all four of her arms and chuckled. "I believe you, Dead-Eye. Bring all yer crew, O'Hare. We'll begin after the first round." The female captain stepped aside and held her two right arms out in invitation. As they passed, Lanelle's eyes focused on the silver covered rump and swishing pink tail of the Aldebaran.
"So, those are the fairest terms I can offer," said Bucky. He sat at a table in a corner of the tavern. On either side of him sat Jenny and Dead-Eye. At the other side of the table were Lanelle and a still grimacing Redjack. All around them were cheers, laughter, and roughhousing from the gaggle of space-pirates. At another table, Willy was cheering on Bruiser as he arm-wrestled with two burly male ducks. They each struggled using two arms to Bruiser's one apiece. Blinky had been denied access and cheerily agreed to watch the ship.
Lanelle had one hand on her chin while her other arms were crossed over her abdomen. "So, you're saying we can still hit Toad ships, but leave the mammals alone?" she asked. "Bit of a double-standard there ain't it?"
"It would make our jobs easier at least," offered Bucky. "Instead of chasing after you, we focus on the Toads for the time being."
"Why should we risk our necks against the wart-brains?" asked Redjack. He downed his second pint of Swamp Grass before wiping his mouth with his sleeve.
"I'm not asking any Canards to take on the Toad Mother Ships or Tankers, Jack," replied Bucky. "Stick to supply shipments, weapons caches, and the like."
Lanelle eased forward in her seat. Both sets of her hands rested on the table as she tented her fingers. "We don't need any of that mass-produced crap," she said dryly. "Make it worth wetting our beaks, bunny."
Bucky sighed. Jenny growled under her breath. Dead-Eye grimaced at Lanelle's perceived callousness. "Ain't honor an' doin' what's right mean a thing ta you anymore, lassie?" he asked.
"Honor don't line our pockets, traitor," replied Redjack.
The male captain tried again. "There's always the Black Market on Sludge," he offered. "You could unload there. There are resistance groups forming around the Aniverse. Think of the profit to be made in supplying mammals with the tools they need to stand up to Amphibian Assault Troopers. I also stand by willing to offer full pardons for you, your crew, and any pirates who fly under your flag, Lanelle. You have my word. You haven't killed anyone in your raids. That makes it easier to argue for leniency. Again, clean slates all around if you help defeat the fly-munchers."
"And then what?" growled the male pirate. "Soon as peace breaks, you'll arrest us?"
Bucky waved his hand in the air. "Whatever you and the others do after the war is all up to you. I'd rather focus on the now."
Lanelle leaned back and rubbed her chin again. O'Hare's terms were almost too good to be true. Her men could still hold to their ways of life, just be more selective. The Toads were the most loaded of Aniverse ships at the moment anyway. Not sure how she felt about giving away their gains though. Ransom was rare for the Canards. But having a potential monopoly in arms dealing...
"I say frell all you fuzzballs!" yelled Jack as he slammed two fists on the table. "Any deal comin' from Dead-Eye ain't worth the paper it's printed on!"
"Blow me down! You're thick as a sleazasaur's scales, boyo!" shouted the one-eyed gunner. "You think the toadies will let you keep your loot, either? As head of the clans, I'm telling ya ta pull yer head outta yer arse and listen!"
The others collectively rolled their eyes as the two began arguing back and forth. "The challenge was rigged! You and the blonde baboon swindled me! Bet that bald freak arranged it for you to win! I want another crack at you!" the mohawked duck screamed.
"By the powers, Jack!" muttered Lanelle as she buried her head in her upper left hand.
Dead-Eyed jumped to his feet. "Okay, ya bilge water drinkin' blowhard! Say what ya want 'bout me, but insultin' me best mate Willy? Dem's fightin' words! Let's step outside!"
Everyduck in the tavern began shouting for a fight. Bucky tried to cool his crewman down, but to no avail. All the patrons poured out of the bar. Lanelle and Jenny were left pulling up the rear.
"Don't know about you, lass, but I could use a little quiet. You in?" Lanelle asked the she-cat.
Jenny saw that Bucky and Willy were doing their best to keep Dead-Eye at bay from Jack and a few of his supporters. Bruiser was covered in ducks trying to keep him from ending the raucous in an instant.
"Deal. Let's talk like adults till the boys have settled down. And my name is Jenny, by the way, Captain."
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Jenny," Lanelle removed her hat to give an exaggerated bow. "You can call me 'Lanelle', since we're off the clock." The female captain returned her hat to her head and the two walked back to the shipyard.
Lanelle and Jenny strolled across the various landing pads towards the Iron Vulture. Like most Kanopis III ships, the vessel resembled an old-fashioned sea galleon only it was outfitted with light-speed propulsion engines and masers cannons.
"Calamity and woe!" came a robotic voice. The two females turned to see Blinky running towards them. "First Mate Jenny, have Captain's calls for a truce failed? Where is rest of crew? Are you being held against will?"
"Aye, Cap'n! Tis be true? Have the mammals backstabbed us?" said a peg-legged, black mallard as he walked down the gang plank of the pirate ship. He held a blaster in his lower left hand. "What ye be doing with this cat?"
"No, Blinky," answered Jenny as she stopped the android in her hands. "Just hit a rough spot is all. Everyone is okay! Lanelle simply offered me something other than Swamp Grass to drink. Please go back to watching the ship."
"Understood. Sensors calmed with verified safety of comrades. Humble android will comply with First Mate's orders," he said before walking back to the Righteous.
"Stand down, Blackbeak! That's an order!" called Lanelle. The other pirate holstered his blaster. "We're still hammering out the details. Dead-Eye and Redjack decided they'd rather measure their sabers again." Mentally, she followed up with "Even though Dead-Eye proved his is bigger by a long stretch, matey."
Blackbeak chuckled. "That Jack. Still won't know when he's got enough!"
Lanelle huffed and tossed him a small bag of simoleons. "Here, get yourself a pint and make sure he doesn't over-do it. I'd rather my First Mate be in one piece."
"Aye-aye, Cap'n!" answered Blackbeak eagerly. "But what about..." He nodded towards Jenny.
"I be watchin' my ship for now. She won't leave my sight. Call in when things have settled. Be off with you, Blackbeak!" The two saluted and the male ran off to obey his captain's orders.
Lanelle and Jenny entered the Vulture. The she-duck led them to her private quarters. The purple captain flipped a switch, filling the chambers with a dim light.
When the entered the room, Jenny was taken aback by the décor. The sheer opulence of her surroundings was incredible! Piles of jewels and coins were scattered everywhere. Silks from around the Aniverse hung from the ceiling and over tables and furniture. Chests overflowing with plunder lay hither and thither. The cat noticed despite all the finery, none of it was from her own world.
The duck woman smirked. She walked towards a large mahogany cabinet. She opened it to reveal an impressive arsenal of weapons. Lanelle began to casually remove her various belts and armaments and place them in the cabinet.
Once she had disarmed, she held out her upper left hand. "I'll be taking THAT for the time being, lass," she said to Jenny, eyeing the Aldebaran's blaster.
Jenny raised an eyebrow. Lanelle only giggled. "The Captain's Quarters be a safe place, Jenny. No fightin' allowed. You want a treaty, yer gonna have ta trust me." Jenny handed over the weapon with feigned reluctance. No need to give away it was a pop-gun compared to her true powers. Lanelle placed the blaster in her cabinet and closed the door.
"Ye be serious 'bout wantin' a drink, kitty?" Lanelle asked.
"Yes please, Lanelle," answered Jenny, her voice still in awe of the she-captain's choice of decoration. Lanelle moved towards another, smaller cabinet. This served as a minibar as it was filled with various bottles and glassware. With her lower right hand, she picked up a large decanter filled with a dark purple liquid. Using both left hands, the pirate grabbed two wine glasses from another shelf. Expertly, Lanelle used her upper right hand to open the bottle and fill both cups with the lower one.
She held out one glass to Jenny. The cat still seemed reluctant to accept the offering. Lanelle smirked. "Don't be worryin' 'bout poison, Jenny-lass. This be the finest port wine in the Aniverse. I wouldn't dare waste it on killin' anyone. Especially not a guest. Be bad manners!"
Jenny accepted the drink with a blushing grin. Lanelle smiled as she placed the stopper back in the decanter. She returned the bottle to the cabinet and closed it. She faced Jenny again. The pirate woman held up her own glass of wine. "Here's to a long and profitable venture between us, Jenny!" she exclaimed.
The cat allowed herself to smile and toasted with her host. Together, they drank. Jenny sipped while Lanelle took a longer draught. The flavor was quite pleasant, the cat thought.
Lanelle licked her beak. "Been awhile since I've been able to enjoy this," she said to herself. The duck swirled the liquid around a moment. She then looked at Jenny.
"So, tell me Jen, think my crew can get a fair shake from your Cap'n O'Hare?" she asked in mirth.
"Bucky is a fair mammal. He'll do right by your people, I can assure you," Jenny answered firmly.
Her host's green eyes sparkled a moment. "Oh? And what makes you so sure? He must have some talent to pull an Aldebaran into his ranks."
Said Aldebaran frowned in annoyance. "What do you have against Aldebarans?"
Lanelle laughed. "Nothing personally, pussy cat! Truth be told, they're considered quite a prize. No Canards has ever been able to take one of their ships OR held one hostage." The she-duck's eyes rested on Jenny's headgear again. She tipped her glass towards the sparkling pink centerpiece. "That right there be a fine specimen. Many a pirate'd give his sword arms for a gem like that!"
"Not for sale, 'lassie'," Jenny growled playfully. She sipped her drink again. "And it'll take more than you can muster to simply TAKE them from me."
Lanelle smiled. "Definitely can see why O'Hare took you in, Jenny. You've got a fire in you. I like that." The pirate captain finished her drink and set her empty glass aside. "I wonder, are you and the good green captain only friends?"
Jenny coughed mid-sip. "Wh-why do you a-ask?" she sputtered.
The she-duck shrugged. "Simple question, lass. Spacing can be long and dull some times. Never know when the need strikes you. Why else you think I hooked up with a blowhard like Jack?"
Jenny blushed and looked aside. "W-we never... at least not on duty," she admitted.
Lanelle smiled and stepped towards Jenny. "I know you cats have your secrets. My clan does too. But answer one question. Is it true Aldebarans are the finest lay in the Aniverse?"
Jenny was left flustered at the question. The she-duck continued. "Talk is cheap to Canards, Jenny. We deal in action. How badly does your Cap'n want a treaty?"
She took Jenny's face in her upper hands and kissed her on the mouth.
The cat was shocked at first. Lanelle's lower hand slipped Jenny's drained cup from her hand and set it next to her own. Her remaining hand encircled Jenny's slim waist. The she-cat wrapped her now free hands around Lanelle's body. The kiss deepened. Lanelle murred as Jenny's sandpaper-like tongue rolled over her smooth avian one.
They broke, gasping for air. "By the powers!" gasped the female duck. "That was impressive!"
Jenny's eyes took on a demure expression. "You haven't seen anything yet... pirate!" she growled sensually.
"HHHHHMM, a tempting incentive indeed. This way, me Aldebaran beauty!" Lanelle laughed. She took Jenny by the hand and led her deeper into her quarters. She pulled aside a set of curtains, revealing a pile of pillows and more silks. Around them were several more chests overflowing with various valuables.
"Interesting décor," snarked Jenny.
"I like to sleep with my prizes and plunder. And now I can add YOU, my lovely," answered the lady captain. Lanelle took Jenny in her four arms again. The cat closed her eyes and purred loudly as the purple pirate caressed her all over. Lanelle nuzzled and kissed Jenny's slim neck, enjoying the feel of her white fur.
Jenny returned the favor best she could. Her nimble hands rolled Lanelle's heavy bosom through her silk shirt. Her other hand dipped down to cup under her tail feathers.
Lanelle chirred as Jenny worked her. The feline's approach was softer than any mallard's. Gentle yet determined. Jenny rolled a thumb over Lanelle hardening nipple. The pirate sighed in pleasure when Jenny slipped her hand inside Lanelle's shirt.
"Curses, where be the zipper on this suit o'yours!?" Lanelle groaned. All four hands fumbled at Jenny's armor, hoping to gain access to the treasures underneath.
The female feline pulled back and grinned. "Trade secret, deary," she giggled.
"Have it your way, kitty," Lanelle sighed. She freed Jenny from her arms and pointed to a door off to the side. "That's my private washroom. Don't keep me waiting!" she hissed. The pirate pecked Jenny on the lips before the cat made her way to change.
When she was in the bathroom, Jenny scanned the room quickly. A large, ornate bathtub, a shelf of beauty products, commode, a dressing mirror, and sink. No security cameras or listening devices to be found.
Satisfied, Jenny touched her forehead gem and recited a quick Aldebaran spell. Instantly, her black body suit vanished. Most of her silver armor was gone as well. Jenny ran her hands over her now bare fur. Her large breasts were soft yet firm, capped by a pair of dark pink nipples that poked from her fluff. Her stomach was flat and toned. Her long, flowing pink tail flipped aside so she could cup her wide, furry buns. She hissed as her fingers came around to caress the damp slit between her legs. Jenny still wore the majority of her spell gems, thigh-high boots and heels. She looked at herself in the dressing mirror. She smiled as she admired the goddess staring back at her.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures," she whispered to her reflection before exiting the bathroom.
As she stepped back into Lanelle's bedchamber, her grin grew wider. The she-duck was reclining on a large, pink pillow. Her head was resting on her upper right hand. Her upper left hand rolled her large breast while her lower left hand rest along her side. The only thing she still had on were her hat, scarf, and boots. Her dark purple nipples poked from the feathers of her chest. Her legs were spread, revealing the flush flower between her leather covered thighs.
Jenny briefly eyed a large chest next to the she-duck. The wood paneling was painted a bright pink while the metal trim was a light purple. It was held closed by a padlock in the shape of a gold heart.
"What's that?" the she-cat queried.
"This be me private stash of plunder, Jenny," smiled Lanelle. She ran her hand along the smooth finish of the lid. "None but the best an' bravest may share in its contents. So, you know Redjack ain't been in it!"
Lanelle licked her beak as she appreciated the sight in front of her. "You left the gems on. Good. I was hopin' you would," she said. Jenny strutted over to the mistress of the ship. She knelt down in front of Lanelle. The two smiled and resumed kissing.
"Oh... oh th-that's good!" Lanelle groaned as Jenny nuzzled and kissed her cheek and neck. All four of her hands raked through Jenny's fur. The cat did the same, running over Lanelle's downy covering.
"Hmmmm, no wonder Redjack is so possessive..." murred Jenny as their breasts pressed together. Their nipples rubbed together, making both females moan in pleasure.
"Hope your bunny is the understandin' type, lass!" Lanelle replied, her upper left hand stroked Jenny's pink locks. The cat was leaving a trail of nips and kisses along the she-duck's neck towards her bosom.
Jenny briefly stopped in her exploring to look her host in the face. "He's a hare. And you don't know the half of it!" she winked before burying her face in Lanelle's purple cleavage.
"By the powers!" moaned Lanelle as she felt Jenny's tongue lap at her nipple. The cat's other fingers rubbed its neighbor in small circles. Jenny lightly bit the dark purple flesh, making the pirate hiss in delight.
The white cat released the duck's tender flesh, licked it, then kissed it. Lanelle groaned as Jenny nuzzled her heaving breast before repeating the same actions on her other breast.
Lanelle now had both upper hands buried in Jenny's pink mane. "Suck... suck me, lassie! By thunder that's so GOOD!" she cried out. Her lower hands held Jenny by her shoulders, keeping the cat in place. Jenny swirled her tongue around the base of Lanelle's teat. Then she began sucking on the tip like a kitten eager for milk. Her fingers pinched and pulled the duck's other purple nub. Lanelle leaned her head back and moaned louder.
"Go... go lower, me darlin'" Lanelle panted. "I want some real Aldebaran lovin'!" She relaxed her hold on Jenny's head. The feline responded by resuming kissing her way down the pirate-woman's frame. Her fluffy cheek caressed the firm abdomen, her tongue tickled inside Lanelle's navel. Jenny kissed at the flared hips of her host.
Lanelle's upper hands now cupped her own heaving mounds. Her lower hands pushed Jenny still lower. The lady captain spread her thighs for the mammal goddess now between them.
Jenny faced the swollen lips of Lanelle's entrance. Her nose twitched at the scent. It wasn't as musky as a certain blonde vixen's heat, but it was still pleasant. Using her thumbs, Jenny spread Lanelle's purple petals to reveal the dark pink interior.
Now it was Jenny's turn to lick her lips. "Beautiful..." she whispered before diving in with her mouth open.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!" cried Lanelle in ecstasy. Jenny's rough feline tongue felt incredible on her burning nethers. She bucked her hips upward in response to Jenny's oral assault. The cat gripped Lanelle by her thighs and pushed on. Her laps quickening, her long pink tail flipped from side to side as Lanelle's moans and screams grew louder. Jenny's own heat was building quickly.
"You... you've done this before!" Lanelle complimented. "Yeah... yeah! Heard you lot preferred ladies! But... OOOOOOHHHHH!" the pirate woman closed her eyes and bucked with her hips against Jenny's exquisite tongue.
The duck now had all four hands rolling and tweaking her breasts and nipples. "M-more, Jenny-girl! M-make me cum! Make this cap'n CUM!" she moaned.
The feline did as ordered. Her tongue swirled inside Lanelle's folds while her finger caressed at the puckered star underneath. Lanelle's lower left index finger tapped Jenny between her pointed ears.
"Slow down, kitten. Be time for that later!" she giggled.
Jenny switched tactics. Now her finger pumped in and out of the duck-woman moist slit while her lips and tongue probed for her clit. Lanelle continued to gasp out words of encouragement. Without taking her eyes off the bobbing pink mass of head-fur between her legs, Lanelle reached out with her lower right hand. It dug around the piles of her clothes before extracting a small pink key.
"Oh, J-Jenny! Right there! Oh, X marks the spot!" the she-duck cried out as the cat found her g-spot! "YYYEEEEAAAAAHHHH!" Lanelle screamed as she came.
Jenny held fast and lapped up the stream of juice flowing from the lady captain. The taste was sweet and tangy. The feline purred while enjoying the flavor filling her mouth.
When it ceased, the Aldebaran knelt up. A thin bit of Lanelle's nectar dripped from her chin. Beneath her, Lanelle panted heavily. Her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath. "Sh-Shiver me t-timbers!" she panted.
"So, do we have a treaty?" asked a smirking Jenny.
Lanelle collected her senses. "Not yet, lassie. You'll need to do more'n that to get ahead with me!" she teased.
"Oh? And what do you have in mind?" the female feline asked in a coy tone.
"Got a few options, Jenny love!" the pirate said. Lanelle put the key into the lock of the pink chest. She turned it and flipped open the lid. Jenny's own emerald eyes grew to the size of saucers as she scanned the contents within.
The chest was overflowing with various sex toys! Dildos and vibrators of various widths and lengths piled high in the middle. Next to them were several bottles of lubricant. Numerous strings of beads spooled here and there. An assortment of fuzzy cuffs, crops, and paddles were secured to the underside of the lid.
"By the Sisters!" mused Jenny. "And I thought Mimi was a nympo!"
"Gettin' cold feet, kitty cat?" asked Lanelle, with some disappointment.
Jenny shook her head, sending her pink mane flying side to side. She returned to her firm yet playful gaze. "Not at all, Lanelle," she answered. She nodded towards the chest. "Where do you want to start?"
The duck-woman's smile returned. "I'm a fair captain at heart, Jenny. Best I return the favor first!" At that, Lanelle pulled Jenny down onto the pillows. The feline let out a squeal of delight as her back rested against the soft material. Now free to indulge herself, Lanelle pounced onto top of her prize.
Once more their hands ran along each other's bodies. Lanelle nipped and licked at Jenny's face. Her nostrils registered a soft scent coming off her bedmate. The pirate wasn't sure if it was some kind of Aldebaran perfume or simply the cat's musk. Either way, she wanted more.
"Hehehehehe... th-that tickles!" Jenny giggles as Lanelle's feathers ran against her fur. The pirate caressed Jenny's face with her upper right hand before kissing her on the lips.
Lanelle grinned and placed her lower hands on the floor for support. Her upper hands rolled Jenny's bust in concentric circles while kissing at the she-cat's elegant neck. Jenny's purrs of pleasure grew louder the more the pirate played with her body. Her legs encircled Lanelle's waist, keeping the other female in place.
The duck's lower left arm slid down to cup Jenny's pert ass cheek. "Mighty fine booty you have lass! Hope O'Hare knows it!"
"HHHhmmmm... He... he does!" Jenny gasped.
Lanelle bucked her hips, rubbing her pussy against Jenny's own dripping heat. She grit her teeth as their clits rubbed together. Jenny yowled in joy.
"H-harder, Lanelle! I... I want to cum too!" the cat moaned.
"Might need to release me, a bit, lassie," the duck-woman joked. Reluctantly, the Aldebaran eased her hold on the feathered goddess. Lanelle smirked as she wiggled her hips against the feline making her giggle as well.
Lanelle brought her bill down to gently suck at Jenny's pink teat. The cat made to remove Lanelle large hat but was slapped away. "You keep your gems, kitty. I'm keepin' the hat on!"
The cat nodded as resumed her coos and cries of encouragement. Lanelle switched to Jenny's other nipple, suckling at the tender flesh while her other hands kept themselves busy by stroking Jenny's white fur, rolling her breast or pinching her ass cheek.
"Oh... oh by the Sisters..." Jenny hissed as Lanelle's skilled fingers ran all over her. It felt incredible! It was if she between Bucky and Mimi again!
Satisfied, Lanelle moved her head downward while her two upper hands perched on Jenny's heaving mounds. Her bill slide along the smooth fur of Jenny's stomach. Occasionally she left small kisses along the way. Eventually, the pirate faced her true prize.
The Aldebaran's vulva was flush and swollen. A thin line of nectar was leaking from the petals. Lanelle licked her beak like she was eyeing one of Jenny's spell gems.
The pirate's lower hands caressed Jenny's strong thighs. The cat left out a loud purr as Lanelle's upper fingers pinched her nipples while the other two hands ghosted along her folds.
"T-take... take me, Lanelle!" Jenny moaned.
"My pleasure, Jenny lass!" Lanelle answered. Her tongue darted out to lap along Jenny's slit.
"YYYYYEEEEESSSSSS!" the cat hissed in ecstasy. Lanelle smiled to herself as she licked at the cat some more.
"Better than that wine earlier!" the pirate duck thought as she savored Jenny's juices. Using her lower thumbs, Lanelle spread Jenny's pussy. She gazed on the dark pink of the Aldebaran's core. She dove in, driving her skilled tongue deep inside Jenny's vagina.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!" Jenny cried out. She bucked her hips against Lanelle's beak. Her hands went to the duck's upper hands, pressing them harder against her breasts.
"Y-yes! YES! YYYYYEEEEESSSSS!" Jenny panted louder the more Lanelle drank from her slit.
Lanelle increased her pace against Jenny's quim. She loudly slurped from the dampness of the cat's pussy. Her tongue swirled around the base of Jenny's clit before she began to suck on the ridged nub.
"OOOOOOOO! CCCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMIIIIINNNGGGGGG!" Jenny screamed as she released her fluids all over Lanelle's open beak. The purple pirate eagerly drank from the Aldebaran beauty.
When Jenny calmed down, Lanelle positioned herself to lay atop the cat's gasping form. The two cuddled in silence for several minutes.
"A good start, Jenny my lovely!" Lanelle panted, breaking the silence. She nuzzled under Jenny's chin. The she-duck looked over at the overflowing chest. Her green eye sparkled as one toy caught her attention. Without moving her body, Lanelle reached out with her upper hand to make her selection.
Jenny peaked open her eyes. They went wide when she saw what Lanelle held in front of her: a foot-long, inch thick, neon pink double-ended dildo.
"You up for a little... mutual exchange, kitty cat?" asked the pirate woman. She licked one of the flared ends in a teasing manner.
Jenny smirked, took the other end of the dildo, and began sucking on it. She removed it from her mouth. "Ready when you are, Captain!" she answered in a sultry tone.
The two women shifted into a sitting position on the pile of pillows. Slowly, they both took an end of the dildo in their mouths and took turns taking more of the length inside. Eventually, they moved together on the toy, humming sensually as their lips met in the middle. The dual tips tickled their respective throats.
Jenny and Lanelle pulled back on the now damp dildo. "H-how do you want to...?" asked Jenny.
Lanelle reached back into the chest and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. "I've had me eye on that booty of yours, Jen. Now I aim to collect!"
The duck woman squirted a generous amount of the fluid into the palm of her lower right hand. Jenny held out her own palm and Lanelle filled it with the same amount. Together, they coated their respective ends with the lubricant till it shone in the dim light of the bedroom.
Jenny then tuned and got on all fours. Her tail hiked itself to the side, giving Lanelle a full view of her white-fluff covered rear. Lanelle grinned as she saw the pink, puckered star in between Jenny's buns.
The purple pirate applied a coating of lube to Jenny's anus. A shiver traveled along the cat's body, making her fur briefly frizz in delight. Lanelle brought one tip of the double-dong to Jenny's back port.
"Ready, deary?" she asked in a husky whisper.
Jenny's tail waved in slow arcs in the air. "Put that big saber of yours in me, Captain!" she hissed over her shoulder.
Lanelle pushed the tip into the feline goddess. "MMMEEEE-OOOOWWW!" yowled Jenny as she felt the cool toy push past her entrance. She eased herself as Lanelle slowed pulled back, then pushed more in.
The duck-woman grabbed Jenny's ass with her lower right hand and squeezed. "That's a good lass. Trust the Captain to know what she's doing."
"AH! Y-YES! L-Lanelle! F-Feels so good!" Jenny moaned. Lanelle paused when she had a few inches of the dildo up Jenny's anus.
"Nice," Lanelle said. "Now be a good kitty and hold it a minute. Want some of that for myself!" The she-duck shifted around so her own purple feathered ass lined up with the cat's white furred rear. She fumbled a bit as she inserted the other end of the dildo into her own puckered star. Unlike Jenny, she didn't lube her own back door. Lanelle liked it a little rougher. The she-duck fell to her hands and knees and pushed backward.
"OOOOHHHHH YYYYEEEAAAAHHHH!" Lanelle groaned as she settled in place with her own ass filled with a decent amount of synthetic dick. She had all four hands planted on the floor of the bedroom. The two females panted sensually together, each waiting for some signal the other was ready.
Jenny was the first to buck backward.
"AAAAAHHH!" Lanelle moaned as Jenny's back cheeks slapped against her own. "Th-that's the spirit, Jenny-lass!" she yelled. The she-duck responded with a back thrust of her own.
"Oh! OH YES!" Jenny cried as Lanelle bucked her butt against her. They pushed against each other, working to find a rhythm. First one would push, then the other. Other times they met together in the middle. The bedchamber filled with the sounds of cries, screams, and a soft slapping as their bums came together over and over.
"Yeah! Harder, lass! Fuck this duck!" screamed Lanelle as Jenny increased the speed of her movements. The pirate's two lower hands supported her while her upper hands tweaked and rolled her swinging breasts.
"Oh Dead-Eye! Why's you have to go straight! We used to mate like Malterian Minks after a raid!" she thought.
Jenny squeezed tighter around the length inside her. Her thoughts drifted to Bucky and his rock-hard trouser carrot. "Sh-she's so GOOODD, Bucky! You're still better but oh gods!" Jenny's mind shouted. They continued to smash their asses together. At one point, Jenny paused and shifted her hind-quarters, rubbing her dripping slit against Lanelle's.
"OH! Th-that's... that's so GGGGOOOOOODDDDD!" groaned the she-captain.
"Ah! AH! AAAHHH!" came Jenny's heated response as she resumed bucking against her host's feathered backside.
"CCCCCCUUUUMMMMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGGGG!" came an anguished duet from the two females. Their pussies erupted, coating both crotches with warm, wet sweetness.
Lanelle slid forward, the one end of the dildo leaving her anal orifice. The two females both dripped with perspiration. Lanelle's hat was pushed to the back of her head. Jenny's pink mane was frazzled. She ran her tail along Lanelle's side.
"That... was... incredible!" Jenny gasped. She looked over her shoulder to gaze at the panting purple pirate. Lanelle was bent over, her heart-shaped buns in the air. Her two lower hands were buried between her thighs. One finger pumped in and out of her vagina. At first, Jenny thought she heard a few sobs come from her hostess. She quickly realized they were coos and soft moans, begging for more.
A soft smile spread across the cat's muzzle as she crawled over to the distracted she-duck. The cat reached back and removed the double-dildo from her own ass. A low growl came from her throat as she did so.
Jenny moved sensually across the floor towards her prey. Her emerald eyes shone. Her tongue ran over her full lips. She mumbled a familiar spell over herself. Lanelle was too lost in her self-pleasure to notice Jenny's forehead gem pulsed with a faint light. Jenny's eyes flashed magenta as she eyed the pirate's dripping folds.
Jenny pressed her face against Lanelle's entrance and inhaled her scent.
"OOOOHHHH!" Lanelle moaned as she returned to the moment. She stopped her ministrations and pushed herself up onto her knees. She looked over her shoulder. Jenny continued to nuzzle and kiss the she-duck's ass.
The cat slid up onto her own knees. She pressed her curvaceous body against Lanelle's. Her thin arms encircled the duck to rest on the downy feathers of her breasts.
Lanelle chirred. Her upper hands cupped Jenny's teasing paws. Her lower hands reached around the cat's middle. Her eyes were closed as she panted, "The tales be true. You Aldebarans are insatiable!"
"Hhhmmm" Jenny hummed as she nipped at Lanelle's cheek. "That we be. Starting to see the advantage of making peace with the Mammal Coalition? We can offer all kinds of benefits!" One hand left the she-captain's breast to dig through her OTHER chest.
A wide grin spread across the female feline's muzzle as she held up one particular item. "Care to see my skills with THIS for example?"
Lanelle peaked open her eyes and laughed. In Jenny's hand was a smooth seven-inch long, two-inch wide shaft. The pirate couldn't help but notice it was the same shade of green as a certain hare. Dangling between the cat's nimble fingers were a series of black leather strips and gold buckles.
"Had a feeling you'd go for the green one, Jen," giggled the she-duck.
"Hope you don't my borrowing this, Lanelle," Jenny said as she kissed at her hostess' neck.
The pirate moaned, squeezing fistfuls of white fur in rapture. Jenny's hand slid along her midsection, dipping between the cleft of Lanelle's thighs.
"OOOOOOOHHHHH! J-JENNY!" Lanelle cried. The female feline pulled back her hand to examine her damp digits. The purple pirate watched as Jenny licked her fingers clean, her eyes focused on her though.
Jenny took Lanelle by her upper shoulder and lay her back against the largest pillow. Lanelle lay prone, her vision becoming blurry as Jenny got to her feet.
The she-cat raised one of her long legs and inserted into one loop of the harness. She hissed as she took the five-inch inner dildo into her own loins. Jenny stepped into the other loop, then tightened the buckles at her hips. She wiggled her hips as the smooth leather ran between her ass cheeks, leaving her bottom bare. The waistband of the strap-on ran over the top of her tail, along her to wave it freely in the air. Once she had the toy secured, she slowly pumped the green shafted with her hand.
Lanelle's tongue rolled along her beak. "That's a mighty fine gun, you be packin' Jenny-lass!" she laughed. She spread her legs, still clad in her boots. Her lower hands spread her flushed flower. "Fire at will, me beauty!" she ordered.
Jenny giggled and saluted. "Aye, aye, Captain ma'am!" She fell to her knees and positioned herself between the panting duck woman. Jenny took the base of the dildo and ran the tip over Lanelle's folds.
"AAAHHH!" the purple pirate hissed. "Don't be teasin' Jen! Bad form I say!" she giggled.
"Well then, let me apologize!" Jenny laughed as she pushed forward with her hips.
"YEEEEEAAAAHHHH!" Lanelle screamed as the fake phallus filled her depths!
"AAAAAHHH!" Jenny sighed in pleasure as the inner dildo worked against her clit. She pushed further against Lanelle's tightness. They pressed their breasts together while their mouths met in a heated kiss.
Lanelle's lower arms snaked around to grab Jenny's buns. The feline broke the kiss to moan in ecstasy. Jenny arched her back away from Lanelle's feathered breasts. Seeing an opportunity, Lanelle used her upper hands to palm Jenny's heaving mounds.
"Tight... so tight!" gasped Jenny under her breathe. Her hands held Lanelle's lower arms in a tight grasp for leverage. She then began to thrust back and forth with her hips against the she-duck's pussy.
"Hhhhmmm, Th-that's good, Jenny, lass!" moaned Lanelle. "By the powers! None of the crew has ever lasted this long with me, before!"
"Ah! Ah! AAAHH!" panted Jenny as she quickened her pace. "You... you're in-incredible, Lanelle!"
"Yes! OH yes, Jen! R-right there! Oh, that's the way!" Lanellle moaned louder in time with the feline's movements.
"MMMEEE-OOOOWWW! Ah, L-Lanelle! I'm... I'm cumming!" Jenny gasped. Her vagina squeezed tightly on the inner shaft of the strap-on. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. Lanelle pinched her hard nipples. The cat's pink tail frazzled a moment as a purple feathered finger snuck in between her buns to tease her rear entrance.
"Ah, fuck me! Fuck this duck!" Lanelle cried louder. "Oh, I'm cummin' too, Jenny! I'm... I'm gonna...!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the two females shrieked simultaneously. The cry rang throughout the ship.
Jenny collapsed on top of Lanelle, her head resting on the she-duck's soft purple plumage. Lanelle ran her upper right hand through Jenny's pink mane. Her upper left hand raked her damp back fur. Her two lower hands remained firmly planted on the cat's ass. Jenny's tail waved slowly back and forth. She made a soft purring in her throat.
Slightly dazed herself, Lanelle said, "P-perhaps a tr-treaty with you mammals would be a good idea after all!"
"Hhmmm, glad I could sweeten the deal, Lanelle," Jenny said through her purrs. She fought the urge to drift off to sleep.
Suddenly, one of Jenny's gems began to emit a loud beeping. One of Lanelle's own communicators sounded off as well. The two females groaned and reluctantly separated. A soft squelching sound came from Lanelle's loins as Jenny pulled the shaft from her body. A small flow of juice trickled from her core.
Jenny touched the blinking stone on her wrist. She turned away from Lanelle to stare at the shimmering surface. Willy's face suddenly appeared within the gem. The boy appeared flustered but otherwise fine.
"Jenny! Are you there? We got separated! Are you okay?" the young human asked with a twinge of urgency.
Jenny held the gem so only her face was seen. "Yes, Willy. I'm fine. What about you? Are you guys alright?"
Willy scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, we're good, I guess. Dead-Eye knocked Redjack out cold. Things got a little heated after that. Bucky's really ticked we came all this way for nothing."
The female feline smirked. "I wouldn't say that, Willy. Tell Bucky Lanelle and I worked on a compromise that I think Bucky would approve of."
The blonde genius blinked in surprise. "That's great Jenny! How did you do that?" he asked.
Jenny winked. "Sorry, Willy. Another Aldebaran secret. Just let Bucky know I'm okay and will be back at the ship. Over and out." Jenny ran her fingertips over the gem's surface and it became opaque again.
Lanelle activated her comm. She had her back turned to the Aldebaran. Blackbeak's voice came out loud and clear. "It's a maelstrom here, Lanelle! Dead-Eye cold cocked Redjack! Few of the other lads tried to get even. That blasted baboon sent 'em flyin'! Looks like Jack was right not to trust the mammals! Should I give the order to..."
"Belay that order, Blackbeak!" Lanelle shouted into the communicator. "Let it be known that from here on out there be a flag of truce between the Corsair Canards and the United Animal Coalition! Any mallard defies me? Gets roasted! Now scrape Jack off the ground and bring him and the rest back to the ship. Make sure the crew of the Indignation are treated as guests and allies till I say otherwise. Understood?"
"Y-yes, ma'am. Right away!" came the confused response. Lanelle switched off the communicator and faced Jenny.
The cat folded her hands and bowed her head. "Thank you, Lanelle. This may save the Aniverse!" she said.
Lanelle merely walked over, took Jenny in her arms and kissed her. "Screw the Aniverse, lassie!" she laughed. "I did this for myself and the clan. Now, let's say we discuss some of those benefits you were talking about. Care to share a hot bath with the Queen of the Canards first?"
"It would be an honor, deary!" answered Jenny with a wide Cheshire cat grin spread wide across her muzzle. She unbuckled the strap-on and tossed it into the piles of plunder.
On wobbly legs, the two made their way to the bathroom. Each had a hand firmly on the other's ass cheek.
The End