Disclaimer: I do not own Predators, this story or any of the characters from either. This story stems from the imagination of blacktalon117, I have adopted Ooman with permission.
Nova panted and huffed, rolling around on the bathroom's cold metal floor. She hardly registering the chilly temperature on her naked skin.
She had returned from her eye-opening babysitting session, bound and determined to fit the whole damn flask in. If an American woman could join pipes with her Male well enough to get a bun cooking in the oven. . .
Then she damn well could too.
It was now officially a matter of pride.
It didn't matter that, from the sounds of it, Scar was a tad smaller (perhaps a lot smaller) than Ti'kon. She would not be shown up by a member of her own species. Even if Lex was taller than her, had obviously been feed well all her life, had this Amazon warrior thing going on. . . and had bigger boobs.
'Damn the dreadlocked, gorgeous, mocha skinned bitch!'
Nova screamed in her mind, arching her back for what felt like the hundredth time that afternoon. Her eyes were shut tight, imagining that it was Ti'kon between her legs and not a metal representation. So far she had come twice, and it had done wonders for letting the flask sink just that little bit more.
Panting, Nova raised her head weakly to check her progress. She had three to four inches to go.
'That's nothing, just a little bit more. . . a little bit more so I push that bloody, fucking, white tape off the stupid, fucking flask. . . Fuck!'
Her frustration peaked, and she tried to calm herself. It wouldn't do to rush this and end up breaking or tearing her vital bits. Ti'kon wouldn't be getting anywhere near her holey-est of holes then. Besides, Nova had plenty of time to reach her goal; her Mate would be out teaching for another good three to four hours. Gaun was out trying to get some muscle on his frame, and would be back even later than Ti'kon, if he kept to his normal pump-iron-all-day routine. She was sure she had enough time.
She had rushed A'nu back to Little Knife for this purpose.
Once she had decided on the course of action for her afternoon, Nova had rounded up the drooling suckling, and with determination thrumming through her, handed the little one back to his mother with perhaps a little too much force.
"He-was-a-dream-love-to-look-after-him-again-sometime-gotta-go-have-aliens-to-do," Nova spoke in a rush, hardly breathing.
Little Knife, (bless her) only had time to blink and nod in confusion before Nova disappeared from her doorway, marching back to her own quarters.
Nova wasn't even sure if the other female had understood a word she said. The translators were great, but perhaps not so great at deciphering rapid fire English.
Shaking her head, Nova cleared her thoughts again. Conjuring up another fantasy involving Ti'kon, she reached between her legs, rolling on to her stomach as she did so.
Imagining him taking her from behind.
Feeling an answering thrum in her body.
She breathed in deeply, remembering the way he smelt. How his purr sounded in the air constantly when he was excited. The way his eyes would glow gold, shining down at her, half lidded in pleasure. The way his muscles jumped beneath his thick hide when she touched him.
'Oh, this is a good one.'
Nova thought hazily, rocking her hips back into a phantom Ti'kon. Closing her eyes, she could actually hear him purring now.
"Ti'kon," she moaned softly.
"My Mate," came the growled reply.
'Oh yes, that's perfect. . .it's-'
With a squeal, Nova shot up onto her knees. Startled so much, she forgot what she was holding, and what changing her position so quickly would do. The flask sunk deeply into her before Nova could register it.
Gasping, she let the flask go. The white tape was pushed off in that brief instant before her body rebelled, pushing the whole flask out of her, with the help of gravity. The flask clanged to the floor, making Nova wince as she looked over her shoulder.
Panting, she stared at her husband through sweat drenched hair, taking in his armor clad form, as he huffed huge breaths of air from the bathroom door. He was taking in her scent, like she knew he loved to do.
His eyes getting brighter with every breath he took.
"You're home early," Nova declared softly, brain not working at all right now.
"No, I'm not," Ti'kon answered, moving into the bathroom, his large hand letting the clasps on his armor loosen. "I'm home at the time I usually am."
"Oh," Nova blinked, watching as the pieces of armor fell to the floor.
"Maybe I lost track of time," she said dumbly.
"I think you did just that, Mate," Ti'kon answered stalking towards her in his loincloth, his arousal obvious beneath it.
Time seemed to slow as she watched the big male approach her kneeling form. There was just so much of him, and she was tired of waiting. She was ready for this, perhaps even a little overdue.
He came to a crouch behind her, his clawed feet on either side of her trembling legs.
'When did I start shaking?' Nova thought hazily.
"Show me your hand," he demanded in a growl, lowering his head to breath in the scent of her sweat soaked hair, his constant purr kicking up a notch.
He didn't have to say which hand he wanted to see. Nova did as he asked, opening her palm, staring at its contents with the same amazement her Mate had to be feeling. The white band that had been the bane of her existence for the last three odd hours lay innocently in her hand. She raised it up so he could see it clearly.
Nova jumped when his large fist suddenly closed around her hand, stealing the tape from her palm.
"I think I'll keep this," he purred.
'Oh God, take it. Keep it!'
She was already hot, wet, sticky and bothered. She expected Ti'kon to pounce any minute now, grab her with those large hands and take her; she was ready.
So ready she was trembling.
But instead, he wove his mandibles into her wet hair and slowly played with the lengths. Ever so slowly. She was not expecting the anger that suddenly spiked through her. She opened her mouth to say something along the lines of 'What the hell are you doing?' but all that came out was a frustrated hiss.
Ti'kon froze with his tusks in her hair at the noise. She felt him let go of her hair and lean away.
'NO, WHY?'
Her anger left her just as quickly as it came, when the answer sung and danced across her sex-fogged mind. He wasn't human; she had been studying their culture for the past three weeks. Males didn't take what wasn't explicitly offered. She hadn't said or done anything to indicate that she wanted him right now. She had merely sat there trembling. She hadn't reached for him. She hadn't ordered him to do anything, and yet she expected him to just know and take her then and there.
'How very human of me.'
To top it off she had hissed at him in anger. If a female Yautja hissed at you, you backed the fuck off.
'I'm a fucking idiot.'
Acting before he could retreat any further, Nova reached behind, grabbing his hand. She pulled him forward again.
"No, stay. I'm sorry, I just. . ."
Why was she tripping on her words? She knew she wanted him, and she was going to get what she needed right now. She was part Yautja. If he needed her express permission then he was going to get it in spades.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Ti'kon! I've waited too long for this. I've made you wait too long for this. I want you in me right now, and Paya help you if you don't, because I'm either gonna kill you or explode waiting."
Nova found herself quickly flipped onto her back and pressed to the floor, her Male looming over her.
"All you had to do was tell me I'm yours," he growled softly. "I knew you were frustrated, but you didn't say the words, my Mate. I need to hear the words. I will not assume anything with you. I can not make a mistake with something this important. . . you are too important to me."
Against her will, Nova found herself getting teary. Of course Ti'kon would see this as more than sex. It was more than sex, they were already technically married. Now she just felt like an ass for getting mad at him, when she should have known better. She knew his culture, been studying it for weeks. Her only defense was that she wasn't in her right mind at the time.
Nova reached out for him, wrapping her arms around his wide shoulders as best as she could in a hug that he gently leaned into.
"You're mine," she whispered to him. "I'm so glad that you're mine."
"So am I," he whispered back making her heart clench.
Ti'kon started to pull away from the soft embrace, and Nova instinctively pulled him back. Ti'kon's strange rumbling chuckle burst from his chest.
"I'm not going far, my Mate. Release me. If you insist on a full mating 'right now', I need to do it properly."
'There's a proper way to do this?' She thought incredulously.
Nova smiled, he sounded like an old fashioned man. She released him, intrigued now. He kept his word. He didn't go far at all. Instead he reached for the towel shelf, pulling them all to the floor in a quick sweep. He made a speedy nest on the metal floor, keeping two of the huge towels aside. He worked so fast, Nova barely had time to blink before she found herself placed lightly on the fluffy towels, with one bundled behind her head, and another under her rear.
Ti'kon tore off his loincloth, totally destroying the fabric.
"Eager are we?" Nova smiled evilly.
She quickly found herself caged by several pounds of hot male; large hands on either side of her head. He slowly lowered his body and Nova forgot to breathe, letting her legs fall wide to fit his considerable mass.
"Don't pretend that you are not just as eager for me."
He husked to her in a deep purr, lowering his head so that his thick hair fell around them in a curtain of black, cutting out everything except his glowing eyes. She couldn't look away from his eyes.
"I saw what you were doing before."
He lowered his body more, laying himself between her thighs while his arms acted as pillars keeping most of his weight off. She could feel his hard length brush against her, so close to where she needed him. It pulsed in time with his heart, gently tapping against her skin.
"I heard you say my name."
He moved in, rubbing himself on her in small undulations; sliding back and forth over an already slick opening; letting her feel the small ribbed buttons that dotted up and down his length, unique to the Yautja species.
'Soooo good!'
He teased her like she had done to him countless times before, and she couldn't stand it.
"Ti'kon, if you don't. . . right now-FUCK!"
He plunged into her, and she felt it all the way to her toes.
Her back arched and her mouth opened in a silent cry. Her orgasm coming on so fast and quickly that she couldn't breathe.
'HE'S BIGGER THAN THE FLASK!' Her mind screamed at her, and she swore to God that he was.
There was not a part of her that wasn't stimulated by him just being inside of her, he was so large. Her clit, her 'G' spot, her freaken' cervix were all rubbed in only one thrust.
She had never been this full.
Ti'kon froze above her as she clenched around him so soon into the new experience. A snarled string of Yautja reached her ears and she could only decipher three words. 'Paya', 'female', and 'tight'.
Nova gasped in a much needed breath, her eyes fluttering as she came down from the unexpected high. She looked to the frozen male between her legs. His eyes were closed, his mandibles splayed wide, but what really caught her attention was all the muscles twitching beneath his skin in self-restraint.
She was not letting him hold anything back. She had come three times today, she was more than fine. It was time to take care of her Male.
"Look at me, Big Guy."
His eyes shot open bathing her in light.
"Don't hold back. Give it to me."
"Yessss," he growled a harsh reply.
And then he was surging forward. Fast and with no set rhythm, deep erratic strokes that rocked her hard into the floor. She tried to bring her legs up and wrap them around his waist, but it was impossible to keep her perch with his strong movements. Instead, she let her legs fall wide to absorb his jerking thrusts.
It wasn't pretty.
It wasn't perfect.
But it felt fantastic.
"Yes, fuck yes!" She cried out, trying to meet him thrust for thrust.
He let loose a roar at her efforts, and then the angle suddenly changed.
Ti'kon rose up onto his knees, his hands grabbing her hips. Pulling her roughly into his every thrust, making Nova slide back and forth across the towel-covered floor.
It was heaven.
She didn't even realize that they had only been having sex for ten minutes. Time had no meaning here.
Her body shuddered, tightening and loosening around him in continuous little orgasms that drove both of them wild.
"Mine!" He snarled to her.
Talons dug into her ass, making her body clench him tighter.
"YOURS!" She screamed at him, eyes rolling into the back of her head under the never ending pleasure.
Her hands clenched at the towels beneath her until her knuckles turned white. She heaved in gasping breaths of air with every one of his pounding thrusts.
He didn't have to do anything more to please her.
She didn't think it could get any more intense.
Then he started to purr.
That deep, bass rumble that caught in his chest. Only this time she felt it elsewhere, further down, deep in his stomach, and straight down his ribbed length.
Vibrating right into her. . .
"FUCK!"
Nova's whole body jumped, arching until only her head touched the floor. She screamed in startled pleasure; a raw primal sound that she had no idea she could produce until now.
She came hard.
So hard it hurt. Lights danced behind her eyes while razor-blades of pleasure burst through her shuddering frame; even her teeth knocked together.
Ti'kon gripped at her flailing body, his bloodied talons moving to capture her bowing waist, trying to hold her still as he continued to move in her. Not that he could do so successfully with her body holding him like a vice.
It only took seconds for him to come as well.
Nova could barely hear his roar of completion as she was too busy screaming at the sudden earthquake inside of her, drawing out her already painful orgasm to blinding heights of pleasure. She fought to stay conscious as her Male came and kept coming inside of her. She could feel it spilling down her thighs in maddeningly slow trickles, pooling underneath her rear.
'So much jizz,' she thought blearily, trying to keep her eyes open and focused on Ti'kon.
He was absolutely stunning with his head thrown back, all of his muscles straining.
Then he fell. Collapsing on top of her and Nova didn't care how hard it was to breath with all his weight on her. As far as she was concerned, he could stay there for all eternity if he wanted. He could have asked anything of her right then and she would do it. He was an alien sex god and she wanted to worship him for the rest of her life, offer him tribute and build him a shrine that was mainly just her. . . naked. . . and spread-eagled.
Nova was harshly brought back from her dreaming by a mournful wail. Ti'kon's mournful wail.
"Too soon, too quick."
'Oh, hell no.'
He was not going to think her failed her just because their first time wasn't an all nighter.
"Bullshit, it was perfect," she rasped in a tired drawl.
Maybe not the most romantic words, but they were all she could think of right now as her brain was trying to reconnect with her body.
Ti'kon braced himself on his arms again, and withdrew his softening length from her. Nova moaned at the loss, and tried to lock eyes with him, but he wouldn't look at her. She huffed at him. He should know her better by now, but if he needed more words. . .
She grabbed one of his dangling tresses and tugged on it. He hissed, and she felt satisfied when he finally looked at her.
"It was amazing, Big Guy. You can't tell me you didn't feel me come. . . twice. So what if it only took about. . . I don't know, fifteen minutes. We've got the rest of the night. Hell, we've got years even. I'm sure that somewhere there will be a seven hour sex-a-thon. Now I'm just gonna close my eyes for a bit 'cause I'm really tired now, and when I open them, we can take this to the bedroom for round two."
She did just that, closing her eyes and rolling to her side underneath him and snuggling into the towels for a much needed rest. She felt Ti'kon lay down next to her.
"You want to mate with me again?"
Nova didn't like him sounding so meek, and she was too tired to hold in her disbelieving snort.
"There is no way I'm giving up that with you now that I've had it. I'd fight a hundred Hard-meats if it meant I got to have sex with you again."
A loud purr burst from behind her, and she soon felt a large arm wrap around her middle, making her smile sleepily. It wasn't long before the familiar sensation of him nuzzling her hair followed.
"Truly?"
"Yes, Big Guy."
Then she slept deeply with Ti'kon watching her. Waiting for her to wake again, only thinking of his tiny, resilient Mate and how much he was looking forward to the rest of the night.
