Author's Note: This chapter contains a Lemon. It's marked, so you can skip it if you like. It's also my first attempt at writing one, so let me know if I got it wrong.
Jennifer followed the two aliens through the strange structure. She had no idea why it was happening, but a very thick mist of fog was now covering the floor to the level of her waist. She noted that there was a simultaneous advantage and disadvantage to that strange fog. It muffled the sounds of any footsteps; be they friendly or hostile. It was something that put her slightly on edge, because when they first arrived here, Kwei had been intent on making sure that this place was secure. He'd said that it was, but Jennifer couldn't be sure with those Active Camouflage Systems in play.
Kwei opened the bag containing the cloaking mesh that belonged to Jen, and let the ship's computer begin checking it over. He knew that cloaking mesh contained many hundreds of microscopic wires which were individually coated with a non conducting material. The only way to repair or modify it was to have the computer do it. Within the space of a couple of heart beats the computer informed him the repairs could not be initiated because typical materials had not been used, and those that were necessary were not available. He knew then, that Jen would need to have the mesh suits from the dead males modified to fit her.
Kwei used his mask to get a thorough scan of Jen's dimensions and measurements, before he turned to R'ka.
"The mesh that she was using can't be repaired, so I'll need the awu'asa that you brought to modify to fit her." Kwei lamented. "I was hoping that her own could be fixed, because that is a piece of equipment that she's accustomed to using. Our control units are much different from hers, and she'll have to learn how to operate it. Until she has learned to use it, and become accustomed to it, it won't be something she can do as instinctively as we do."
"You make a valid point. That will place her at a severe disadvantage." R'ka agreed. "Thinking about what she needs to do will slow down whatever combat reactions she has."
"Exactly. Given the computer's stipulations that the materials of her mesh are not typical, I doubt very much that her control unit will be compatible with mesh of our making. This means that I am going to have to modify the controls so that she can understand and operate them. Her small size is also going to be a factor, because I will have to split up the wrist computer into at least three separate components, but I'm not sure where to put them, or where I can put them!" Kwei explained as R'ka laid out the armor, masks, and mesh from the four dead males that Jen had killed.
As Kwei worked to modify the armor to fit the small ooman female, the ship's armory computer suggested several possible modifications to the armor. Kwei stared at the computer display in disbelief. The suggestions made sense, but they were modifications that he would not have considered. It took nearly half a day for the computer to make those modifications. In the end, Jen ended up with four sets of thermal/cloaking mesh, two sets of wrist guards and helmets, two pieces of torso armor that covered her chest with overlapping plates of armor that went down her back and protected her spine. There were four pair of thigh plates, along with one regular pair of acid resistant boots, and a pair of boots that were equipped with the inertial magnification units from two of the gloves. It meant that when the magnification units were activated, that Jen would be able to jump much higher than even a Yautja, and a simple kick would become extremely deadly!
The single blade Ki'cti-pa, or wrist blades, from all four males had been used to make two pair of wrist guards in such a way the each unit held part of the wrist computer. The result was that Jen would have a wrist blade for each arm, but the control for the wrist computer would be on the under side of the left wrist, while the holographic display would be on the underside of the right wrist. The top side of both units held the blades. The rest of the wrist computer had been integrated into the helmet, which covered the face, sides of the head, as well as the top and back of the skull. There was only enough material available to make two sets of armor for Jen, but the result was that she would be much more heavily armored, and thus better protected than anyone else. The large size of the Black Yautja males, against her small size as an ooman female meant that she would be nearly covered in protective armor plates. The only thing was; Kwei had no idea what to do with the two remaining masks.
Kwei quickly downloaded the translation program along with ooman language and life support requirements into the computers that Jen would be using. The result meant that she could understand and communicate with them, and be supplied with proper air while submerged. Then he passed a full set of the awu'asa to R'ka so that she could assist the ooman female in donning her new armor.
R'ka called Jen's name and motioned for the ooman female to follow her. She led to ooman into the shower room before she placed the bundle of armor down and began to disrobe. She looked over at Jen and nodded in approval when she saw the ooman doing the same thing. She knew that Jen was completely unfamiliar with a Yautja vessel, and since there was no translator program available for immediate use, she was glad that Jen was following her lead. She activated the shower with great anticipation. It had been more than four years since she'd last had such an experience, and she planned to enjoy it.
Jen had followed R'ka into a smaller room, where the giant alien started taking off her clothes and the little bit of protective armor that she wore. It didn't take a genius to know that she was supposed to follow suit, so she did. It was when she was placing everything to one side after finishing getting undressed, that she saw R'ka turn on a shower. The very powerful spray and billow of steam instantly made her eyes light up while she grinned in anticipation. Sure, the hot bath the previous night had helped sooth her mind and allowed her to relax a bit, but there was something about a good hot shower that made her like a whole new woman.
R'ka motioned for the ooman female to join her in the shower, and Jen quickly complied. Jen stepped into the spray with her back to the water, and moaned in what R'ka could only describe as pure bliss. It seemed that she wasn't the only one who liked a hot shower. R'ka grabbed the container of cleanser and proceeded to clean her arms, while Jen merely watched. Then, Jen took the container and motioned for her to sit down. That was when the ooman moved behind her and poured some of the cleanser on her back. R'ka couldn't help but groan in pleasure as she felt those tiny hands begin to stroke, massage, and rub the muscles of her back, shoulders and neck.
(Begin Lemon.)
Jennifer poured some of the body wash, as she decided to call it, on her hands, and began to wash R'ka's strange looking hair. She had to reach up to do it, because of just how tall the alien woman was, but still. She knew that having someone wash her hair was a soothing and relaxing comfort, and considering what she was sure the woman had been through, she could certainly use some of that right now. She worked her hands and fingers in soft gentle motions as she washed the very thick strands that were still above her head. She had only been at it for a few short moments when she became aware of a soft but deep rumbling sound that seemed to make every nerve in her body tingle. Jennifer couldn't explain it, but something was making her hornier than hell. At first, she tried to simply ignore it, but by the time she was halfway through with washing the aliens hair, she was almost whimpering in need.
R'ka could smell the ooman's arousal, and she knew that her own state wasn't any better. The way that Jen was handling her sensitive tendrils was driving her mad with the need to breed. She knew that she was still far too young to breed with a male, and what the result would be if she did so, but those fingers… the way they were teasing her so… sensuously! It was maddening. She had no control over the soft purr that began in her chest as those fingers worked through her tendrils, and soon her breath was coming in ragged gasps of need. Her only recourse was to turn around to try to stop what Jen was doing to her, and she wasn't sure that she could. The logical part of her wanted to stop what Jen was doing, but the other part of her wanted… needed it to continue!
Jen had closed her eyes while trying to fight the urges that had come over her. She had no idea how it had happened, but she absolutely needed sex… and right now! That was when she felt the alien woman move beneath her hands, and she opened her eyes to see a truly enormous pair of breasts right in front of her. There was no thought to what she did next. Jennifer leaned forward and pulled one giant nipple into her mouth while her left hand began squeezing and teasing the other nipple. Her right hand was still above her head, tangled in R'ka's strange hair.
As soon as R'ka turned around, the ooman female had latched her mouth onto one of her nipples while nipping and sucking on it. One of Jen's hands was still massaging her tendrils, while the other was teasing her other breast. The sensations satisfying, pleasant, teasing, and even more arousing all at the same time. All conscious thought flew from her mind as she wrapped both arms around the tiny female, pulled her close and lay back with a gasp as her purr gained in strength and force.
In spite of the strange texture of R'ka's skin, her breasts had the same wonderfully soft feel to them. The nipples were very large and apparently pretty sensitive too, because with every flick of her tongue, and nip of her teeth, Jennifer could feel R'ka shudder beneath her. It wasn't until she felt a hand on the back of her head pushing her mouth firmly into place against the nipple she was feasting on that Jennifer realized R'ka had lain down. She began using more force when she nipped and chewed lightly on the nipple, while flicking her tongue a lot harder. The incoherent, almost strangulated sound from R'ka told her that she was giving exactly the type of pleasure that she intended.
R'ka couldn't understand what was happening. She knew that Jen was suckling on her breast, even though it was intermittently; she was sure that an actual suckling would not induce such feelings! What Jen was doing as she mouthed at her nipple felt indescribable and what was really strange were the sensations that were flooding her body while that was happening. Tingling flashes, electric jolts, and the feeling of fire flashing through her breasts and spreading throughout the rest of her body. The need that was consuming her was unbelievable in its intensity. The only thing she really knew at that point was that she did not want Jennifer to stop what she was doing.
A short while after realizing that they were lying down, Jen stopped her attentions on the nipple she'd been feasting on, before giving it a tender kiss. Then she quickly worked her way down R'ka's enormous body until she was between the alien woman's legs. She smiled in anticipation before blowing lightly across the engorged clit that she could easily see. At what looked like almost two inches long, an inch across and about two and a half inches tall, that clit was almost lime green in color, but was slightly throbbing and looked like it needed some attention! Jen reached out and carefully spread open the folds of R'ka's labia. What she saw made her hesitate for a brief moment, and then she slowly licked her way around the huge clit that she'd exposed.
R'ka's breath froze in her lungs when she felt Jen's tongue roving between her legs. Fire, ice, electricity, and powerful energy plasma all seemed to be vying to be the dominant sensation as that tongue moved slowly on her flesh. Never having felt or experienced anything like this in her life; R'ka had no idea what she was supposed to do. Then, a powerful shock tore through her entire body as Jen that particular lump of flesh, and began running her tongue across it. All strength seemed to have fled from her body as she raised one hand to place it on the back of Jen's head. Seemingly of its own volition, her body arched to press her pelvis more firmly against Jen's flicking tongue. To her delight and shock, Jen responded by taking that sensitive flesh into her mouth.
When she felt R'ka rise against her, Jen knew that R'ka wanted and needed more… and she gave it, gladly. She sucked R'ka's clit into her mouth and pressed her tongue firmly against it before moving her tongue slowly while sucking lightly at the same time. R'ka responded with a shudder that was body wracking in its intensity and even caused Jen to shake a bit. Being certain that R'ka had just had an orgasm, Jen reached down between her legs to assuage some of her own aching need. Although she never paused in the performance of her cunnilingus on R'ka, the instant she touched her own vaginal entrance, she too had a very intense climax.
Thinking that the two females had left the shower room Kwei entered only to be assailed with the incredibly powerful scent of two females at the peak of arousal. In an instant, his body responded to the scent by lengthening and hardening his penis. Then sudden painful discomfort made him rip his undercloth off, leaving him covered only by his loincloth. The sound apparently got R'ka's attention, because she immediately began to move further away from him. Jen looked back and only smiled when she saw the growing bulge that was forcing his loincloth aside. He saw Jen look over at the Black Yautja before looking back at him. Then Jen motioned him closer.
Kwei had dealt with a few different females during breeding, and each one had been slightly different in their demands. There had been only two positions used however, so when Jen began pulling him down to lay on his back, he did not even try to resist. He watched as Jen tossed aside the front flap of his loincloth and then smile at his still growing member. That was when the ooman female did something that surprised him, she turned around facing his feet, straddled him, and then while squatting down, grabbed his member and guided him into her entrance. Smooth, wet, not nearly as warm as a Yautja female, but extremely tight. Breeding with Jen was a whole new experience for him.
Kwei's cock was already long and thick, but as she sank down on it, she found that it was almost hot! That wonderful phallus seemed to fill every part of her, and she couldn't help but moan in pleasure. That was when she realized that it was still growing longer and harder. Jennifer sank down until that huge cock was buried to the hilt inside her. She waited a few moments and allowed her body to adjust while at the same time reveling in the feeling of being completely filled by that huge organ.
Once Jen got used to the feeling of having that huge cock inside her, she slowly rose up, and felt her inner muscles squeeze tighter as she did. The result was that she couldn't resist the moan of bliss the escaped her. She slid down the length again, and closed her eyes at the most incredible sensations that were sweeping through her body. It was as long and thick as some of her larger toys, but it was much hotter than anything she'd ever had inside her, and it felt wonderful! After a few more slow sensuous strokes, she started moving faster until she found the rhythm that she wanted.
Kwei could barely breathe. Every breath he took was released in a strangled gasp of pleasure. Never had a female gone so slowly during breeding, and that alone allowed him to enjoy every pleasurable sensation that was caused by Jen's deliberately slow motions. Although he hadn't bred very many females, he'd never encountered one who was as tight as Jen, nor had he ever been squeezed every time he withdrew. One slow penetration after another; Jen kept it up until he was ready to spill his seed. He grabbed her by the hips and buried himself to the hilt, and then he roared as he spilled his seed within her. That was when he realized something, that without trying to fend off the female he was breeding or having to restrain her so that he wasn't killed, he could concentrate on the wonderful sensations and produce far more seed than usual!
Jennifer wasn't inexperienced in sex, and she knew that when she felt Kwei getting longer and thicker inside her as well as throbbing, she knew that he was nearly there. She'd climaxed twice already, because that hot cock was perfect in size! It touched and rubbed at every spot and place that needed attention. The ridges on his cock even worked her G-Spot! She felt a third climax coming and hoped that it would hit at the same time that his did. Then he grabbed her hips and thrust deeply inside her. So deep in fact, that the end of his huge cock forced her cervix open. The shock of pain was immediately followed by a jet of cum that was as hot as that wonderful cock. The combination of pain and pleasure made her orgasm hit hard! One powerful jet after another, it felt like he was shooting a whole bucket inside her actual uterus. Unable to move, and not even able to breathe, Jen could only blink at the massive amounts of cum that were being ejaculated inside her as her body jerked and quivered at the power of Kwei's orgasm that never seemed to end.
When he finally withdrew from her, Jen experienced another brief flash of pain as her cervix closed and sealed most of that hot cum deep inside her uterus. The strange part was, she actually loved that feeling! It was something that told her that her partner had been so very deep inside her that there was no more room to spare. Opening her eyes, she looked over at R'ka to see the alien woman watching her with mouth agape. Jen crawled over to her and immediately began to lick at that wonderfully huge clit. First, R'ka stiffened up, then she gasped, but she had never stopped that deep purring sound that seemed to reach the very core of Jen's body.
R'ka knew from her bearer that any female who was being bred could become extremely dangerous to other females who might serve as competition for the chosen male. She knew that although she wasn't physically old enough to breed, that Jen might see her as a competitor anyway. That was why she'd kept purring, in the hope that it would keep Jen calm enough not to attempt to kill her. What she didn't expect was for Jen to resume using her mouth on her breeding orifice. As soon as the ooman female started doing that, R'ka gasped at the shocking though wonderful feelings that coursed through her, and she increased the strength of her purr without thinking about it.
Jen gasped in a lust filled haze. She couldn't understand what had gotten and was keeping her in such a state of arousal that she couldn't even think about controlling herself. All she really knew at this point was that she wanted more… no… she needed more!
Jennifer kept licking and sucking on R'ka's clit and delighted in each moan or gasp from the alien woman. Then when she felt R'ka shudder, and tasted the juices of her orgasm, Jen knew that she couldn't take anymore. She looked over her shoulder at Kwei, who was watching her with wide eyes.
"Please… fuck me… please!" Jen pleaded desperately.
Kwei stared at the ooman female in disbelief. No female had ever been interested or even willing to consider successive breedings; but Jen had actually begged him to breed her again! His state of shock didn't prevent his body from reacting to that pleading request, and as soon as he was once again ready, he entered her tight and wet warmth.
(End Lemon.)
As Jen slowly returned to wakefulness she realized that she was lying on top of someone, and that whoever it was, was gently stroking her back. She opened her eyes to look around, and saw that she was laying sprawled out on top of R'ka. The sight of the large alien woman's nakedness was something that instantly brought to mind everything she had done before passing out while still in some kind of rampaging… lust. There was no other word for it. Never had she been in such a state of desperation! She had no idea what had brought it on, but whatever the cause, she knew that she would have easily kept going until she was dead, if she hadn't passed out first.
In spite of the pleasant lethargy that made her entire body feel like she was made from putty and very weak as well, she recognized that R'ka seemed to bear no animosity towards her for what she had done. She raised her head and looked the alien woman in the eyes. She fully intended to apologize for her actions, but she had no idea where to begin, and without that machine handy, R'ka wouldn't be able to understand what she said anyway. As she looked up, she saw those tusk tipped appendages flex away from the mouth, and she would have almost sworn that R'ka was smiling at her.
R'ka had known that Jen had returned to consciousness the moment that it happened, because of the slight change in breathing. She suspected that the little female had gone into a breeding frenzy that was even more intense than that of a female Great Yautja, but she rather hoped that it was now over since she had been bred no less than three times. After Jen's frenzy had been brought to an end by losing consciousness, R'ka had bathed her and was now holding the little ooman. She wasn't sure what had caused Jen to become that way, but it had her very concerned about the little ooman. She felt that it was one thing for a female to be left very lethargic by being bred, but something else entirely to be rendered completely unconscious. She would be the first to admit that such a state would frighten her at the thought of it occurring to her regularly.
When Jen lifted her head to look at her, R'ka smiled at the little female. She knew now from the information on ooman body language that Jen was smiling back at her. When she moved to sit up, Jen clung to her weakly, and R'ka was horrified to see just how weak Jen was after what must be an ooman breeding season. Gone was the strength and coordination from earlier. To her surprise and horror R'ka realized that Jen was now as helpless as a pup of the same size.
R'ka pulled Jen closer to her and moved the ooman into what she hoped was a more comfortable position, with the ooman's legs angling off to one side of her lap. Jen was completely compliant while being moved in such a way. It was much different from her previous actions, when the small ooman would either tense up or actively assist in moving. She reached to her right to grab the clothing she had made for Jen, and placed it in the little female's lap. Then, she began to dress the ooman.
Once Jen was clothed, R'ka placed her to one side so she could get dressed. Suddenly Jen was scrambling towards her and pushing her legs apart. R'ka froze in disbelief, hoping, praying that Jen's strange breeding frenzy had not returned. The little female pulled open the folds of her breeding orifice and suddenly stopped. She heard a deep heavy breath get released before Jen looked up at her and smiled. While Kwei had worked on the awu'asa with the aid of the ship's computer, R'ka had studied ooman facial expressions and body language extensively. She could see immediately that Jen was smiling in relief over something, but she had no idea why the ooman female would be relieved after looking at her in such an intimate fashion.
Jen nodded her head and moved back while still smiling at R'ka. She couldn't be sure that what she had seen while she was hornier than a cat in heat had been real. As soon as she had opened R'ka's vagina though, she had indeed seen the presence of the alien woman's hymen. It meant that by some miracle, she had gotten there in time, and that R'ka had never gotten raped at all! Her smile widened weakly as she moved back to sit against the wall. Every move she made was feeble and it felt like all strength and energy had fled her body, but that was now replaced with a sense of relief because she knew that she had done exactly what she had been trained to do.
Honor, Loyalty, Respect. Those were more than mere words; they were part of an almost sacred credo to the Marines. Semper Fidelis was the official slogan of the Marines. There were several possible translations of the two Latin words. Forever Loyal, Forever Faithful, Eternally Loyal, and Eternally Faithful. It didn't really matter which translation one used, it still described the United States Marine Corps completely. Jennifer Allison Greer had taken an oath. She had sworn to defend the United States of America against all enemies, both foreign and domestic. She was to place herself in harm's way so that those who could not defend themselves wouldn't even have to try. To her, and every other Marine who was worth their training, there was a single definition of what honor meant… Honor is the difference between using another as a living shield, and making yourself into a living shield to keep someone else safe!
The relief Jen felt upon learning that she had in fact, lived up to those ideals made her keep smiling as R'ka got dressed. That tired and weak smile stayed on her face as R'ka picked her up and carried her to another part of the rather odd structure. She was placed gently on a bench that was higher off the floor than she was used to, but then the table was also higher, so that it reached mid chest on her. Within a few short moments, R'ka was placing a plate of meat, and a cup of water in front of her, while Kwei put a strange looking helmet next to her plate.
Jen was ravenous, and she could feel her stomach rumbling loudly as she waited for both R'ka and Kwei to start eating. Once they did, she tore into the meat like she was starving… because she was! As fast as she ate, it wasn't long before she was full. She pushed the empty plate away from her and looked up at the two aliens, who sat watching her. Almost at the same time, they each picked up those strange looking face plates while R'ka gesture to the helmet and motioned for her to put it on.
Jen put the helmet on, and was surprised at how everything turned a light purple and black. It was like using night vision goggles except that everything was a light purple instead of green. That would take some getting used to, but she figured that she could adapt to it. That was when Kwei spoke, and a translation instantly appeared in her view.
"Now we are finally able to communicate with you." Kwei told her.
The one problem Jen noticed immediately was that emotions were not conveyed in the translation, which meant that any type of joking insult could easily be taken far too seriously because of that.
"Well it hasn't been for lack of trying, because I think we've all done pretty good so far." Jen answered.
"That may well be true, but now we can be certain of what is said. There is other armor that has been altered to fit you and go with that mask. There are also proper weapons and a cloaking mesh as well. That mesh, while it is different from what you tried to use last night, does the same thing, and it is not rendered useless by small amounts of damage." Kwei told her.
Beneath the helmet, Jen gaped at the alien in shock. "You mean you made a new stealth system for me?"
"No, Kwei only altered the mesh from the males you killed yesterday. Because you defeated them in combat, their belongings are yours by right. The explosive you used nearly destroyed one of the mesh suits, but enough remained after resizing the others to fit you to make a fourth." R'ka answered quickly.
"Speaking of those bastards I killed yesterday… can you tell me why they captured you?" Jen asked carefully, because she wasn't sure if that would be a touchy subject or not.
"Because they had no concept of honor!" Kwei replied loudly.
Jen was sure that he had nearly growled his reply, then there was the sudden tensing of his muscles, and the way those strange dreadlock looking things on his head flared out. Everything combined told her that the alien was pissed! She was about to apologize for asking when the alien continued.
"They have been hunting R'ka for several years now, for the sole purpose of making her into a fuck slave! They were going to make me watch what they planned to do to her. Their dishonor had no limits!" Kwei shouted angrily.
"Well I'm just glad that I got there when I did. No woman deserves to be raped, no matter what she might have done!" Jen said seriously.
"It is clear that you do not understand yet. R'ka has not had her first breeding cycle." Kwei answered while breathing heavily.
"I'm sorry… but I still have no clue what that means." Jen said slowly.
"It means that she has never had her breeding season. If they had succeeded in forcing her, then their semen would have changed her so that she… she…" Kwei broke of being unable to finish.
"I would have been as you were earlier for the rest of my life. I would not have cared who or what was breeding me, so long as it continued without end. It would become all I think of and all I want. I would have to be forced into eating or drinking, because I would want nothing more than being constantly bred. Until I do have my first breeding cycle, that is what will happen to me if a male succeeds in getting his seed inside me." R'ka finished in a low voice.
Jen froze for several moments as she considered the ramifications of what she'd just been told. When she did realize what they were telling her, she felt her stomach start rebelling… hard.
Jen quickly jerked the mask off with trembling hands, and almost fell off the bench, before stumbling over to a wall to empty the contents of her stomach. The thought of a woman getting raped was abhorrent to her, but the consequences of that happening to R'ka were so far beyond sickening that she couldn't hold her meal down. She knelt there next to the wall, puking her guts up until there was nothing left. She wiped her mouth, and looked over at R'ka apologetically. Just looking at her caused her stomach to clench painfully.
Suddenly Jen stiffened as a realization struck her. It hadn't happened. She had gotten there in time to prevent such a thing from happening. All at once, she felt the sickening revulsion leave to be replaced by a cold unyielding resolve to make damned sure that such a thing never happened to R'ka! She wiped her mouth again, and climbed to feet on legs that felt as if they were made of rubber, but she moved with firm and solid resolve as she made her way back to the bench and climbed on.
Jen put the helmet back on before looking up at the two aliens. "I'm sorry about that. Something like that doesn't happen with human girls who get screwed prematurely. If they are too young, it might damage their uterus so that they can't ever have children, and it will scar their minds for the rest of their lives if it occurred by force… but nothing like that!"
"Your race is fortunate then." Kwei said softly.
"About earlier… can you give me some warning the next time you experience another breeding frenzy like that one? That was almost frightening to see." R'ka asked hesitantly.
"You? Hell… I'd like some frikken warning on that one! I don't know what to tell you, because I don't know what got into me, and I've never even heard of someone getting that riled up." Jen replied in exasperation.
"You do not know the cause?" Kwei demanded quickly.
"No I don't, and I honestly wish that I did, because that was more than a little scary." Jen exclaimed loudly.
"Don't get me wrong… I don't regret doing any of it! I just wish that I'd been given some kind of a choice." Jen said quietly before looking up at the two on the other side of the table. "I don't think either of you regret it either, at least… I hope you don't. At least neither one of you got mad enough to throw me into a wall the way that bastard chucked me yesterday."
Kwei looked over at R'ka with his head tilted to one side as if he were considering something.
"I… I have no regrets, because it… the things you did to me were pleasant. I… I would be willing to enjoy such things again now that you can explain them to me." R'ka answered hesitantly.
"Any male who tries to claim that he does not enjoy breeding with a willing female is a liar who has no honor." Kwei said firmly.
"Well that's a relief. Now… I don't suppose there's anyway I can get something else to eat is there. I kind of left my lunch over by the wall after hearing what would have happened to R'ka. Let me just say one thing though, and I'll make it very clear! Someone will have to kill me before I let them try anything like that with you… do you understand me R'ka? I'll kill them!"
Those last words had been spoken in a hiss that no one could have mistaken for anything other than sheer rage!