"Sex, whatever else it is, is an athletic skill. The more you practice, the more you can, the more you want to, the more you enjoy it, the less it tires you."

― Robert A. Heinlein, The Cat Who Walks Through Walls

Twenty second Yuga, Yaksa calendar (1624 C.E. Earth Date) Yaksa capital Saubha.

Elder Vaharaya was dumbstruck. He couldn't believe his daughter, after four swayamvar and the deaths of some of their finest warriors, had chosen the one who had not killed a single Gallu.

But pondering about it, he came to the same conclusion as his daughter: The clan needed to renew itself with another kind of thinking. New ideas and warriors capable of overcoming dogmas, able to adapt to new challenges. Adhi'nata, Mahok'sa, K'satr and others, himself included, were too old to change their habits, but he hoped that the coming generations would bring their culture into a new golden age not seen since the great cataclysm.

The Elder clicked his mandibles and gave Anu'sha a small nod. Everything would be fine. The only thing he regretted was that the raksasa had not died during the test. He knew they would hold a grudge and try to take revenge, but the Yaksa of Saubha would be ready. For now, it was time to celebrate.

Rava'an couldn't believe it. He had lost and still won, he could mate with the most coveted female of the clan and leave offspring with her.

Arriving in the city, the craft was greeted with a chorus of cheers, roars of victory, and nods. The trial had been broadcast to the city monitors for the commoners to see. Gladiatorial contests were equally enjoyed by everyone, from high ranked Yaksa to simple slaves.

They descended from the craft and the procession entered the old Vaharaya's palace, where the feast would be held.

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The Elder was already at the party, overseeing the preparations. A roasted Kha'Dga was crowning the center of the table. The huge twin-horned beast had its head removed and placed on a platter, stuffed with fruit and its ground entrails. Judging by the color of the meat, the cooking point was perfect and the aroma was so strong that it made the attendants salivate profusely.

The elders were there to ensure that the rituals were carried out in the correct way. Clan leaders and their warriors shared the table. Mahok'sa, with iron rings piercing his eyebrows, was at the head of the table with Adhi'nata at his side.

The large, muscular Yaksa had an imposing presence, even though he was not wearing his mask carved in the shape of a bull's head, with large horns protruding from the sides. The rest of his armor was decorated with Krmih fangs. He congratulated elder Adhi'nata with a loud pat on the back. The other leader clicked with pride.

K'satr carved himself a large chunk of the beast and a servant filled a goblet with a phosphorescent yellow liquid. He raised the goblet, and toasted his fallen son:

- "Sm'rtiPaya Ri'ti. Remember the god's practices: Honor and strength," he quoted, then added "J'yok, Gathok'!'"

-"J'yok!" the rest of the attendants chanted.

Soon, the Kha'Dga was stripped clean of all the meat.

Rava'an was led to another room where he would prepare for the ceremony. Two young females were there, both a head shorter than Rava'an, the first had yellowish skin with ochre spots and brown short dreadlocks, the other was a bluish black color with dark blue stripes and long purple dreadlocks, reaching her thighs.

They stripped him of his filthy armor and loincloth, ripping it off without preamble.

- "V'rta Yabh?!" Rava'an exclaimed "Watch it!"

The servants did not take notice of his protests, they were fully immersed in their work. They didn't even stop to look at his ze'pha, even sheathed inside the V'rdhi the organ was sizable. One took him by the hands and pushed him into a travertine pool with crystal clear water at the center of the room and both cleaned the blood and sweat stains from his body.

The dark skinned female stripped herself of her loincloth. She had a fairly muscular body with barely noticeable breasts and black quills around her pink colored yon-i. She entered into the tub to continue with the task of rubbing him with a rough sponge and exfoliating his scales. Rava'an did not know if it was part of the ritual to have the small female focused on the parts around his genitals, just close enough to excite him but avoiding touching him directly.

His ze'pha hardened and unsheathed slowly. Immediately, the female focused on that zone, massaging the quills surrounding the now protruding organ. Stimulating the tiny, fleshy appendages produced a surge of adrenaline and oxytocin in the male's brain. He was experiencing the feeling previous to Div'ra, and growled in response. Suddenly the female stopped before the act was consummated.

-"Get up, my lord," she said "You're ready now."

The other female put a robe on him made of a firm, yet unknown skin, tied together with a leather strip. Then they brought a bowl with a strange purple and red globular shaped plant. The females pounded it into a pulp and gave it to him.

-"Eat it, my lord. It will help..." said the yellowish skinned female.

They both released the typical clicking of someone keeping a secret.

-"What's this?" He asked, suspiciously, but they remained silent.

-"Do it" the female ordered, seeing the young's hesitation. "You're going to need that or you might end up dead."

"Maybe I should have visited a brothel before," Rava'an thought. It was common for young male Yaksa to "train" with untied females before mating.

He had heard about a planet where one could mate with females from other species*, but Rava'an had brushed it off as phony gossip. Even worse, he had heard stories about some males that trained with female Nara's. To his clan that was akin to mating with an animal.

He ate the plant and waited...

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Meanwhile, Anu'sha was preparing in a separate room. Two older females bathed and cleaned her.

The herbs added to the water made her skin brighter and her musk stronger. If there was a male there, he would've become intoxicated by the fragrant scent.

The older females cladded her in a semi-translucent robe. They tied her dreadlocks into a thick braid and covered her yon-i with a seashell. She looked at her reflection in a large silver mirror: "I am ready," she said to herself.

Unlike Rava'an, Anu'sha did have a vague idea of what would happen. One old female had brought the well prepared Ze'pha of the Krmih into the room. The hard, leathery consistency of the appendage disappeared once cooked, giving off a strong aroma that Anu'sha knew was due to the hormonal content. The old female warned her not to eat it until they were about to mate, because the effects were almost immediate.

By consuming the organ, the hormones increased the procreative capacity of the females, making their fertile cycle culminate.

Rava'an was brought into her presence. Upon entering, he admired the female's body that would soon be his. The servants left the room and sealed the entrance, he supposed it was to avoid interruptions.

He approached Anu'sha and drank in her exquisite body once more. Paya, her scent was intoxicating! He noticed the orichalcum platter with the ze'pha and offered it to her, it was the custom. Anu'sha took a piece of meat and ate it, it was soft and had a savory taste.

The effects were almost immediate, Rava'an smelled her musk's strength increase and felt an adrenaline rush, like the excitement before a match, but it passed quickly. Something was not right. Could it be a side effect of that plant the young women gave him? It was like feeling tremendous fury only to calm down the next second... The feeling gradually disappeared.

He stripped off his robe, ready to begin the act of mating and claim the female. His hearts stuttered in his chest and he hoped she wouldn't hear how the blood was rushing through his head. Anu'sha disrobed without hesitation. Rava'an was excited to see her standing there almost naked, with only a small shell covering her yon-i.

Paya! He was going to enjoy every moment of it, he was salivating even more than when they brought in the cooked Kha'Dga. To not drool visibly, Rava'an had to swallow hard. The young female finally tossed aside the shell and Rava'an stared at her light blue yon-i, surrounded by dark blue quills. Directly above it she had a small lotus flower scarification. That was unexpected but not unusual, many young females got yon-i tattoos or made marks in their erogenous zones. Rava'an noticed that she was looking at his erect ze'pha. It swelled some more under her scrutiny and he twitched it to see how she would react. Anu'sha's face, however, looked completely blank. She was feeling the first effects of the Krmih.

Rava'an approached with the intention of bending her down on the floor, to claim her as his female…but he ended up flying to the other side of the room when Anu'sha gave him a hard kick in the abdomen and roared in defiance.

Rava'an rose quickly only to receive another punch from the muscular female. Drops of phosphorescent blood spattered the floor of the room.

-"V'rta Yabh!" He exclaimed.

-"Fight!" she responded, growling and launched into another attack.

Now he understood! How could he have been so naive? Unlike the leisurely pleasurable sex that most Yaksa practiced, creating a new life required a massive dose of hormones to ensure a successful pregnancy, but it also had a peculiar side effect.

The substance stimulated the basal ganglia in charge of regulating mating processes, but also bolstered the instincts of aggression, dominance and territoriality. The only known way to counteract the effects of an excited basal ganglia was with a dose of the pleasure hormone, released during Div'ra.

The pain in his chest started to dissipate. Soon Rava'an only felt a slight tickle. That plant he ate must have had analgesic effects. Females could be even more violent than males. Now he understood why the young servant giggled when she said "Eat it, my lord. It will help..."

-"You have to defeat me, warrior," she taunted him. "This is not a trial and I'm not a Gallu. You have to win this time."

Rava'an spread his arms out in acceptance of the challenge and roared. They began the dance around each other. Anu'sha spread her lower mandibles and threw back her thick braid.

Rava'an feinted and tried to capture her, only to be grabbed by the arm and thrown against the wall. He recovered quickly and jumped, landing right in front of Anu'sha. He took her by the shoulders and quickly positioned himself behind her. She headbutted him and the young male fell on his back, but when Anu'sha turned to face him, he knocked her down with a sweep of his right leg.

Rava'an quickly pounced on her and pinned her to the ground. The female growled angrily and bit him between the shoulder and neck. Rava'an pulled her long braid to wriggle out from the bite, but that seemed to only excite her.

-"You can do better," she teased him, his blood dripping from her mouth.

Without releasing her, he flipped Anu'sha onto her stomach and positioned himself behind her once more, firmly pressing his body against hers. Her strong musk made his head swim and he almost forgot to hold her put.

He bit her hard on the thicker patch of skin on her neck, piercing the hide with the four fangs on his jaws. Green blood trickled along his mandibles and the bitter taste filled his mouth. She gave a drawn out grunt of pleasure.

But Anu'sha would not allow herself to be defeated so easily, even when he pressed his ze'pha against her firm ass, the female did not cease her squirming.

She hissed at him, "Are you male enough to rut, or is it just one of your talons I feel poking me?"

Rava'an growled at her and pressed himself harder against her behind. He would show her he was wielding a spear thicker than a measly talon! Without releasing his grip, he pressed a knee between her legs and with a wiggling movement he opened them, revealing her glistening yon-i. Before she could break free, he thrust his ze'pha into the dripping hole. The contact between his hard organ and her smooth inner walls sent an electric shock that ran through Anu'sha's entire body, making her shudder and groan.

Rava'an began a rhythmic pumping and Anu'sha responded with frantic movements, trying to break free. He took both her arms and crossed them on her back so that she was firmly held. She roared, but the sound was more from pleasure than agitation, he seemed to excite her even more by the move.

The hard pounding caused her to shudder and moan into the mat. Her Di'vra was approaching fast. Rava'an could feel her inner walls clench on his hammering ze'pha. She had relaxed under him and was now meeting his thrusts by lifting up her rear towards him. Suddenly she released a deep growl, so primitive it seemed to come from another world. With her brain flooded with pleasure hormones, she managed to turn around and pin down Rava'an against the mat. She mounted him with one swift move and pressed him hard against the ground. Rava'an felt his lungs collapse.

Just before he lost consciousness, Rava'an felt the characteristic tingle of his essence rising up his ze'pha. The warm liquid gushed out with explosive force into the smooth cavity of her yon-i. Anu'sha must have felt it because she entered the state of Div'ra one final time. They both groaned in unison, before Rava'an passed out.

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Finally the sex chapter is done, Thanks to AO3 user iterations for her editing. Here's a glossary for new words and phrases in Yaksa.

Kha'Dga - Rhino like beast, Rynth

Sm'rtiPaya Ri'ti - Remember the god's practices: Honor and strength

J'yok! - Cheers!, Hooray! (?)

V'rta Yabh? - What the fuck? (Expression)

V'rdhi - Scrotum, zepha's sheath.

Div'ra - Orgasm