A/N: Okay, I would like to clear something up before we get on with the story. Yes, I have finally updated the story. No, I have not abandoned it. The reason why this chapter took longer to be uploaded is because I'm not comfortable writing smut. (I think you'll find out soon enough that this chapter may leave you high and dry.) So, I wanted to baby this update a little more. I want you all to know that I am aware that writers so often drop out of the sky, there are many stories I wish were finished, but honestly, I thought you all would have a little more faith in me. I updated regularly up until this chapter, and I will continue to do so after this chapter, it was just difficult for me to write.

"If you let your body take care of you, it will become your greatest ally and trusted partner."

-Deeprak Chopra

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Of Impulse and Fey

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I didn't knowwhat to think. First, she was being so much more cold, cruel, and callous, then she was unexpectedly being sweet, gentle, and….almost careful. When she spun me around, I could tell that something wasn't right. That this all had to do with something that Natsuki could not entirely control. Her eyes were dilated and her body was a touch too warm, but invitingly so. I felt my blood begin to hum at our closeness, feeling hyperaware of the way my clothes rubbed against my skin as she pressed her body against mine a little more. If I could get my head straight, I could have sworn that I caught a faint minty, sugary scent. Before I could question what was going on, she leant in hesitantly, her eyes flicking over to mine, asking for permission. Not hesitating, I brought my lips to hers, brushing, testing. My heart thudded thickly against my rib cage, and I was keenly aware that this gorgeous extraterrestrial heard every beat loud and clear.

We stayed there for a long time it seemed, the warmth of our lips connecting our souls loosely. When I brought my arms to encircle her neck, Natsuki brought her right hand up to the back of my head. Prodding carefully, she deepened the kiss. I let her lead. I was reeling in a mixture of familiar and new sensations. God, she is so intoxicating. I don't what came over me, but as her mouth worked on mine I playfully bit her lower lip. Her eyes sparked with a newfound flame that caused desire to pool in my stomach. It was as if an internal switch flicked on and set free to the beast inside.

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She shoved me against the door while pressing her body flush with mine. I squeaked in alarm, but it quickly turned into a gargled scream when she roughly bit into my neck. My hands tangled in her hair both trying to hold on and push her off. She merely bit harder, grabbing hold of my wrists to make sure I couldn't shove her away. It hurt immensely, but in combination with all these sensations, I could only allow myself to be swept up by the abrupt tornado. The door rattled as she tore from my neck and started tearing off my clothes, this animal desperate for more skin. I heard my buttons fall helplessly to the floor when she succeeded in tearing my violet silk blouse from my person, and it was one of my favorite shirts might I add. My bra had become an offensive obstruction for Natsuki and quickly disposed of it with sharp teeth and strong hands. "Ahn," I breathed, the cool air perking my dark nipples. I caught the satisfactory glint in her eyes.

Her hands traveled down to hike up my black pencil skirt before grabbing behind my knees. Jerking me up to wrap my legs around her core, I could feel the heat from my swollen being slide against her warm skin and hard muscle. My wolf sucked in a breath, reveling in the feeling for a brief moment, then swooped down to suckle a nipple in her mouth. "Ooh," I arched my back trying to force more of my breast into her greedy mouth all the while grinding my hips against her stomach wantonly. Natsuki switched sides and brought us to the floor. The alien ice queen was on all fours over me, wrenching my wrists over my head, totally trapping me. Unwrapping my legs from her torso, I writhed underneath her in protest when she came up from my abused nipple with a light smack, but it didn't last long because she then crushed her lips onto mine again. I had no idea that this was a distraction for what was to come next. Letting go of my left wrist, her hand went down to cup my sex roughly earning a surprised groan from my mouth and into hers. In a fast motion, Natsuki yanked down the fabric, tearing it in the process, and unapologetically shoved two fingers into my semi- wet core.

"Ah-!" I screamed but her kiss swallowed it whole. Rhythmically, she began to pound into me and I brought my hips up unconsciously to bring them in deeper. I felt a strong tickling in my lower stomach; I was almost sure that I could feel my essence begin to drip onto the floor. My nails from my unattended hand raked at her back as I clung on for dear life. Finally, out of breath, she pulled back from our kiss to watch the twin heads of pleasure and pain fly across my face when her finger grazed against the phantom spot inside me that shot sparks of pleasure through me. "N-natsuki," I whimpered, "Oh.." Without warning, she withdrew her fingers. I grunted in displeasure, wiggling my hips to press myself against the muscular thigh between mine. My breath hitched as she smiled mischievously at my actions. We kept our eyes locked on each other as I continued to rub against her bare leg. "Ah-hah, nnm-ah," I felt my face flame as her emerald orbs bore into mine. I was ashamed that I would stoop this low for contact, but then she kissed my neck affectionately. Just that small action alone was enough encouragement to keep going.

Changing pace I gave my hips a languid, sensuous roll, earning a low groan in response."Sh-Shizuru…," My blue haired angel stuttered in my ear. The sound of my name on her lips would have sent me to cloud nine if she hadn't stubbornly removed her leg. She moved down my body suckling here and there, my sensitivity impossibly heightened, to level her head with my glistening lips. She slowly brought her mouth closer to me, her warm breath tickling my inner thighs, and I shivered in anticipation. With her eyes still on mine her voice, an octave lower from lust, asked, "Are you ready?"

She didn't give me a chance to respond.

"NATSUKI!" My head snapped back from pleasure when her tongue swirled expertly over my clit before giving it a hearty suck. Her ministrations caused me to jerk my hips and fist my hands in her hair, trying to bring more of her to me, but her strong forearm kept me steady and she resisted my hands in a way that I could only imagine hurt. Switching tactics, Natsuki then glided her tongue inside me. It felt cool and long. Oh Kami-sama. I felt like I was falling. My body was shaking from the onslaught of sudden pleasure coursing through me, and just as I felt my climax looming over me again…her hungry mouth was gone. Instead, I felt her paw to hastily remove my skirt, panting with want. "Sit up," she commanded me and I weakly moved to comply. I can't even describe the feeling of when our cores pressed together. "Oh god," she murmured as she held me closer. "I-..oooh Natsuki, I need…," my sentence couldn't finish because I gave into the urge to roll my hips forward for more contact. I felt the tears forming in my eyes. I blushed hotly when the wet sounds of my actions reached my ears. "Ungh Sh-mmph Ah- Shizuru," her hands gripped my sides tightly when I rolled against her again despite myself. "Ah hah ah ah oh-!" I couldn't stop and soon neither could she. So close… "D-don't stop! M-mo…more ahn," I whispered as I clamped my legs around her a hard as I could.

Holding back no longer, our pace quickened until we were both near our ends. "Mmahh!" I screamed when she bit into my neck roughly again. Still, that was all I needed to go over, "Natsuki…," I breathed. As I went lax, I felt her come on me as well, cool and thick. It surprised me a little when I felt it slip inside me a little causing me to shiver a bit. I came back to the present when she nuzzled my neck before planting a soft kiss on my swollen lips. She came, she saw, and she devastatingly conquered.

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We laid on the floor as I basked in my afterglow. I knew that this was entirely spontaneous, and though I'm all for one night stands, if this turned out to be another one I couldn't even begin to tell myself how hurt I would be. I heard her rustle beside and I held my breath, waiting for those inevitable words, "I'm sorry, but…" Instead, she did something uncharacteristic. Natsuki leant over me, putting her weight on my right side to softly caress my cheek. I closed my eyes and let my head nuzzle into it just enough to plant a light kiss on her palm, taking as much pleasure from such an innocent touch.

"Would you like to continue?"

I snapped my eyes open at the barely audible inquiry. If she had not been looking at me expectantly, I probably would just chalk this up as a nice little dream. "Of course I would," without uttering another word we went to work.

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The little human was so sensitive to her touch; Natsuki couldn't help but continue sating herself. As she told the humans before, sex was a big part of her life. Her biological being can't function to its fullest capacity without it. She wasn't a particularly rough lover, but it had been too long a time that Natsuki had blatantly ignored her needs. Now she and the pretty earthling were curled up on the bed they somehow managed to crawl in, her partner sleeping contently. Natsuki pet her hair absentmindedly, smiling when Shizuru snuggled further in to her touch. Her little human, her Shizuru, for the time being anyway. Natsuki was a little unhappy about telling Shizuru that this was purely the work of her genetics when the time came, but it couldn't be helped. Still, Natsuki wasn't entirely sure that this was purely genetics, but rather using her genetics as an excuse to obtain what she truly desired.

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Downstairs Reito frowned, miffed at Shizuru's sheer dumb luck. The walls may be sound proofed, the mansion may be gigantic, his room may be on the other side of the house, but she was sure having one hell of a party. He huffed in annoyance and discomfort before rolling over to his side. In all honesty, if he didn't have too much pride and dignity, he would have masturbated to the goings on of his best friend and their alien resident. Reito shuddered in distaste, maybe not. He punched his pillow and, for the umpteenth time since returning home, lovingly cursed Chikako in his head.

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I had to skip work for the rest of the week. Natsuki was utterly insatiable. I couldn't move a muscle, not only due to soreness in the muscles I forgot I even had, but also because even a simple stir made her want to pounce on me again. It took a lot of convincing to have a proper shower without sex. That wasn't the worst part though, my side was bloody aching! It didn't start until after Natsuki announced that her frenzy was over (to my utter disappointment might I add). Just under my left breast was this uncomfortable burning sensation concentrated in a small circle, like keeping a hand on a ceramic cup filled with freshly boiled liquids. I checked to see if I had an irritating scratch or something, but nothing was there. It just bothered the hell out of me.

"Mmph," I groaned whilst replacing my bra for the second time. I can't even wear my most comfortable sports bra! "Is everything alright tonzae?" Natsuki asked, holding two steaming mugs of coffee for us both. "Yeah, it's just…there's something wrong with one of my ribs I think. I'll have to go to get it checked," I replied. I gave up wearing a brassiere and tugged a t-shirt on, wincing a little when my reached a bit too far over my head. "Mmm, was I too rough?" I looked over at her to catch a smug smirk mingled with genuine concern. This girl, I shook my head in amusement. "No, I may have been overzealous or something knowing me. By the way, what's that mark on your lower back? I've never seen it before." She turned to place our drinks on the table when her shirt rode up to reveal a small orange marking. It was almost like a mini two ring bullseye except it didn't close all the way. Instead, the symbol's outer circle flicked upward like a thorn. It was such an intriguing little thing.

"It's the mark of my people."

"Oh? Why haven't I noticed it before?"

"Unless we were on my planet, it's virtually invisible here because there was a special chemical in our air that would react with it. The reason why you're able to see it now is because I just got out of my heat. Most were born with it, because it became a genetic mutation, but it always wasn't that way."

I pointedly ignored my side as I reached for my cup. She looked like she wasn't going to continue so I chose to stare her down until she caved. I was never one to pass up a good history story. Besides, who else got the chance to listen to an account of a people who, as far as the public knew, didn't exist? Natsuki's emerald eyes shifted over to mine in a seemingly uncomfortable manner several times before getting the hint. She sighed before gracing her features with a dazzling small smile, I responded in kind.

"There was a special tree on our planet, the sinning tree, which provided the mark in the first place. I suppose you could think of it like henna."

"I see," I said while nursing my cup. Honestly, I felt like the burning sensation was only getting worse from drinking it. "Why is it called 'the sinning tree'?" I asked, setting down my cup. "According to legend, our people were banned from a planet similar to earth because several females fell in love with each other and 'came out' so to speak. Same sex love was strictly forbidden; therefore, we were cast out, later finding a home on our planet. In a vain attempt to keep our population alive, the ancestors found a beautiful ancient tree in the center of the planet. The ancestors asked the wise old tree if there was a way to reproduce without the help of man and the tree replied 'You may take the sap from my roots to form a distinguishable mark on your bodies. The mark will aid you and your people to repopulate.' And so they did, but it is said that the creators of the universe were opposed to our agreement with the tree because they created man, woman and the equivalent to breed. So, they deformed the tree and perverted the sap as punishment.

They said, 'Those with the mark of sin will forever endure pain and death in child birth.' But knowing us, we marked ourselves in spite of the consequences made by the creators and nursed the tree to see better days. After a few years though, the tree could endure its pain no longer. With its dying breath, the tree released saplings into the ground for our ancestors to cultivate and harvest for future generations of our kind. It poured the last of its strength to ease our curse to endure immense pain without death. As our people wept into the ground at the end of our beloved friend, their tears cared for the saplings that would be known as the sinning trees."

By now, my side made it nearly impossible to concentrate on this elaborate story. "Wow, such a dramatic story," I stated, trying to keep my outrageous discomfort from my face. "Well," my alien started before putting her cup on the nearest table stand, "it beats raping men and killing off all males regardless of age like our cousins." I snapped my gaze at her direction before realizing that she definitely had a point. "Ouch!" I cried, nearly doubling over at the pain when my shirt grazed my left side, "What the hell-!" Natsuki hurried over to my seat, kneeling before me with her eyes clouded with worry, "Tonzae, are you alright?" I began shaking my head when my vision swam dangerously with dark edges and my stomach felt sick. "I..guh…lay down?" I couldn't speak right. My head felt like it was splitting open with meat cleaver. I went under. "Shizuru!"

A/N: Hope this was good enough. Have a fantastic weekend.