Fara sat down in her room and pulled out a pencil and a piece of paper. The first thing she drew was the two remaining members of the original Star Fox team, James McCloud and Peppy Hare, off to the side. Then she drew the three current members: Fox, Falco, and Slippy. Then she added herself, dressed in the team uniform, behind the vulpine team leader. Finally, she added Krystal, also in a team uniform, with her arms around Fox, erasing a few lines here and there.
Fara put the drawing away with the few books she brought. She began thinking. Did she have what it took? Like Fox and Falco, she graduated top of her class in flight school. She did a few tours in the Cornerian military before her honorable discharge. But these were no ordinary pilots. Well, two weren't ordinary. Could she live up to their reputation or would she flunk out in disgrace for the first time.
"Don't think like that." she scolded herself, "You need this. You're not going back to Katt's psychotic band of miscreants. Better to die fighting for Star Fox than to live with Katt's associates."
Fara then thought of Krystal. She was a little envious of the blue vixen. Krystal had a life in a village to fall back on if things didn't work out here. She also had Fox. If she couldn't hack it as a pilot, he'd probably give her a support role. She also might be more suited for ground combat given her history as a warrior. Fara wished she were that lucky.
Meanwhile, Fox and Krystal had just finished putting the last of Krystal's new clothes away in Fox's room.
"So, what, exactly, did you want me to wear?" Fox asked.
Krystal pulled out a shirt and jeans and handed them to Fox. Fox sighed and undressed, having gotten used to Krystal seeing her naked during her time on Cerinia. Fox then put on the shirt and jeans.
"Is this enough data?" Fox asked.
"One more thing." Krystal said as she removed her boots and handed them to Fox.
"Please tell me you're kidding."
"Put them on." Krystal insisted. Fox relented and put on the boots. She then zipped them up and stood up. After seeing Fox take a few steps, Krystal immediately saw the appeal.
"Never again." Fox growled.
"But it's what your society's females wear." Krystal pointed out, "And you are a female. Plus, I do see the appeal."
"I don't plan on staying female." Fox explained, "We're going to find out how I got this way and how to reverse it before anyone else finds out. I do not plan on having to answer any awkward questions, especially from my dad or Falco."
"What if it can't be reversed? You wouldn't be able to keep it a secret forever."
"Now's not the time for a defeatist attitude." Fox sternly told her, "My team didn't become the best in the business with a defeatist attitude."
"And I didn't where I was in my village be being overly optimistic." Krystal countered, "It's all about knowing what can be won and what can't."
"Can I take the boots off now?"
"Not yet. Maybe take a few more steps."
Fox frowned but complied. There was something about the way the boots seemed to mold Fox's legs that Krystal found irresistable. Fox smiled when she sensed Krystal's mood.
"You know... Falco's gone and Fara wouldn't be able to hear us from the recreation room or her room." Krystal pointed out.
"But..." Fox tried to find an excuse, but had some difficulty thinking. All she could think about was sensing Krystal's increasingly strong mood.
"The pants stay on." Fox said as Krystal moved in for a kiss, "And the boots come off."
"The pants stay on... for now."
The pair kissed passionately for what seemed like only a brief moment. Krystal's hands explored seemingly every inch of Fox's body as they fell onto the bed.
"Are you sure you don't want to take things further?" Krystal asked when they stopped momentarily. Fox could feel the desire growing in both their bodies. Fox wanted to satisfy their growing lust, but she prided herself on her professionalism. Professionals had standards and Fox's standards told her to wait and build the relationship, and the need, first.
Krystal didn't know how much more she could take. They had already made love not too long ago, but that was just a mere taste of what she wanted. Her hunger needed to be satisfied.
Fox was starting to regret her decision to deny their growing desire, but the choice was already made. Things would not escalate today and likely wouldn't escalate until Krystal's basic training was over.
Fox removed the boots and handed them back to Krystal. Krystal watched Fox change back into her flightsuit, holding back a groan of frustration. She needed that body. Krystal took a deep breath and did her best to push those lustful thoughts out of her head. She told herself the wait and growing frustration would only make it even better when Fox finally gives in to their shared desires. That is if she could keep herself from ripping Fox's clothes off.
"We need to get you a uniform." Fox told Krystal, "If you're going to be trained as a member of Star Fox, you might as well look the part."
Krystal put her boots back on as Fox put the jeans and shirt back. The pair then left the room. While Fox went to the simulator room to work on Krystal's lesson the next day, Krystal headed for the recreation room.
"What's wrong?" Fara asked, noticing Krystal seemed a little upset.
"My problem is between me and Fox." Krystal explained.
"Did Fox do something?" Fara asked, concerned.
"The opposite." Krystal told her, "All I'll say is there's something I wanted to do that Fox felt should be saved until after my training, if we even get to do it again. The details are incredibly private."
"Oh... ohhhhh."
Krystal could vaguely sense Fara had at least a vague idea of her problem.
"Perhaps sleeping in separate rooms would help make the waiting easier." Fara suggested, "My bed is big enough for a second occupant."
"That won't be necessary. I am a warrior and a priestess. A little self-control isn't out of the question."
"Self-control is good."
"Besides, I still have my boots. I can make the wait just as hard for Fox as it is for me."
Krystal smirked. If she was going to maximize her chances of satisfying her desires, she needed to find and exploit Fox's other "weaknesses". Maybe then they'll have another night neither would ever forget.