The time has come, people. The lemon you've all been waiting for. Now, I wanted this to be as high quality as it could get, which is why I enlisted help to make sure this story got a really good lemon to go along with it. Huge shoutout to The Quackster and Locusrvb for putting in work so that this beautiful chapter could come to life. Without them this definitely wouldn't have been as good. Quack seems to have a natural talent o this, so he wrote a lot of it, Locus did a fantastic job getting it rolling, it was just so nice having people to work with for something like this so it can be as good as it is. So check them and their stuff out, had to let you all know this certainly wasn't done alone, and it was done that way because I wanted this to be the best it could be. With nothing else left to say...

Warning: Explicit Sexual Content

McArthy groaned as he set Mim down on the ground, allowing her to finally stand up after a long period of being held in his arms. She shook her head to remove any excess snow from her plumage before nipping at the feathers adorning her arms. The t'vaoan shot occasional glances at him, watching as he rolled his arms in an attempt to quell the soreness. She chuckled to herself and walked into another room to remove her now fractured armor.

"Well, that was certainly an exciting day, eh Mim?" he asked, trying to come up with the least awkward statement about their previous events, all the while pulling off his helmet and letting the air cool his face before casting it aside.

Mim let out a questioning squawk from where she was situated around a corner, in the administration room, out of McArthy's sight.

"Ex-citing?" She rasped, poking her head out from around the bend with questioning eyes.

McArthy nodded. "Yeah. Exciting. Heart Pounding. Terrifying."

"I found it quite terrifying." Came the deadpan response.

McArthy sighed, before scratching his ear and stretching. He unfastened his chest piece and took it off, leaving it on a chair as he began to remove some of his extra bits. He yawned before turning his head towards the general direction of his avian companion, still removing a gauntlet, "I think I am gonna head to bed, join me when you want, okay?"

Though unseen, Mim's only answer was an affirmative squawk.

McArthy groaned as he trudged over to his mattress on the ground and plopped down, getting comfortable before he closed his eyes and let out a tired sigh. He was sore as hell, and if the grueling firefight and subsequent duel weren't exhausting enough, carrying Mim through the snow wasn't much help either.

But he could help but feel partially excited for Mim to come lay with him again. He felt as though now was the time to make an advance on her, show her what he felt about her. McArthy knew, one way or another, she would end up in his arms during the night. That's when he would make his first move.

Even if Mim didn't feel the same about him, which was unlikely considering the way she held him on the way back, he knew she wouldn't react too harshly to the human, it would only make things awkward. Awkward was better than losing her friendship. But sleep wasn't long in wait as he dozed off without another word.

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Mim silently crept up beside her companion, watching owlishly to see if McArthy had fallen asleep; he probably wouldn't like what she was about to try, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

She watched his face, waiting for any sign of consciousness upon it. Seeing none, Mim slowly laid down on his mattress, facing away from him before she began to scoot closer to the human. Soon, she felt McArthy's arms against her back.

Mim paused, considering what she was about to do.

Was she truly ready to try and take this next step? Sure, she noticed the occasional passing glance from him as well as his general fondness for her affection, but was he just trying to be kind toward her advances? Surely his spur of the moment confession earlier wasn't just a random thought. He wouldn't push her away, reject her when he noticed, right?

Throwing caution to the wind, she subtly shook her head and decided to press on, continuing to gently slide back until McArthy shifted. Mim held her breath, waiting.

McArthy groaned in his sleep before he rolled over, lifting his arm and draping it over her stomach before pulling her closer, something that Mim had been anticipating. It was the first but certainly not the hardest part of the process.

Mim let out a soft trill and snuggled backward into McArthy's embrace, delighting in the feel of his warm arms around her waist and the soft, slow, and rhythmic breaths that tickled the back of her neck and plumage. She tried her best not to coo from the sensation, the tingling running down her spine and making her lower digits twitch.

Mim began to rotate herself, slowly but steadily as to not wake him, until she was situated in front of McArthy's face, which was not even half a unit from her own. Mim slowly closed the distance between their two faces until they were barely touching. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her nostrils as he slept soundly.

She wanted to press further forward, to touch so deeply, a dream she had been wishing to come true for so long now. They had been so close so many times before, but it felt necessary to finally commit.

Too caught up in her excitement, Mim snaked her tongue out of her mouth and lightly lapped the human on the cheek, recoiling it only after realizing the errors of her ways. She silently giggled to herself after watching his face scrunch up before relaxing once again, a clear sign that she didn't awaken him.

Mim felt a stroke of happiness in her gut, moving her hand to gently stroke a talon down his cheek. He was so peaceful lying next to her, and she wouldn't mind spending the entire night observing him from this close. The weight of his arms around her petite body added to the experience, akin to that of a fantasy. Her fantasy.

"My McArthy," she whispered, staring longingly into the human's sleeping face.

Then McArthy opened his eyes.

The two stared at each other, Mim didn't dare to breathe as she waited for the human to explode on her. She waited and waited for the yelling or the yelping or the pushing to begin, but that never happened. Instead, they both watched each other's eyes, Mim's gold observing McArthy's ice blue.

Suddenly, McArthy shifted, closing the distance between the two of them, slowly moving his head forward. He pursed his lips and slowly pressed them against the tip of Mim's beak, surprising, but enough to elicit a soft croak from her.

McArthy reluctantly pulled away, only for Mim to suddenly thrust her head forward and pressing her beak against his lips, reaffirming the contact. She felt the arms around her waist tighten slightly as she tried to press herself against him, pushing her wiry avian body against his bulky human body.

The two of them continued to kiss, the gentle pressure making Mim melt- she had never felt like this before, the gentle warmth, the feeling of his soft and warm lips against her hard beak, the clear passion and care laced within every breath the two of them took. She never wanted this moment to end.

McArthy held her as he rolled so that the t'vaoan was on top of him, resting her weight on his waist with both of his hands on her hips. She let out a soft trill as the two of them separated again, this time with a degree of reluctance as they both drew a deep breath, a strand of saliva strung between the tip of her snout to the bottom of his lips. Mim sat up before resting her hands on top of his, rubbing them as she looked at him with drunken eyes

"Well, then," McArthy said with a smile and clearly out of breath.

Mim only let out a trill before she nuzzled him on the cheek with her beak. McArthy chuckled as he hugged her again, happily laying down on him as she pressed herself against his chest. She giggled at the touch of his toned body, rubbing herself into it.

Noticing the alluring feature, McArthy laughed and lightly pushed Mim up so that she was sitting on his waist. She tilted her head to the side as she watched the human pull his BDU over his head before discarding it to the side. Mim's eyes widened as she saw the person underneath the armor that she had come to know so well; only once before had he revealed his torso to her, and she was thirsting for another period with it.

She frantically leaned forward, making sure she rubbed his chest on the way down, drinking in as much as she could before flipping herself around so her rear pressed against his waist and back rested against his sternum. She wiggled momentarily before relaxing.

"Keep warm," she rasped softly, before grabbing McArthy's arms and pulling them over her chest.

He got the message and pulled her closer before slowly lying back down on his side. Being mindful to not slam her against the mattress, he gently placed her to his left, holding her so that they were spooning, the two of them the closest they could be- for now.

Mim trilled softly, delighting in the embrace- this was exactly what she had hoped would happen, cuddling after such a long and tumultuous day of surviving with each other. McArthy on the other hand was elated that not only did she obviously feel the same, they were doing much more than he had anticipated. He could only snuggle with her further as he laid on the mattress.

She wiggled about, trying to get even closer when she felt something press against her rear. Mim frowned, then pushed her rear backward, trying to discern what was exactly pressing against it. After a few more moments of investigation, she froze- she knew exactly what was pressing against her.

Mim immediately looked back at McArthy, who had developed a red tinge to his cheek and was trying his best to avoid eye contact with her. It was almost as if he was embarrassed.

She was confused- why would he be embarrassed about something that was a natural body function and something that said body evidently wanted? Mim mentally shrugged; she'd gotten this far, why not go all the way?

Mim turned around in McArthy's embrace so that once again she was facing him.

"I, uh-"

Mim silenced McArthy with another soft kiss. She gently pulled away from McArthy's grip and stood up, and then, to the human's utter shock, she began to unfasten and release the undersuit from her body only feet in front of him.

"Mim, are you-" McArthy was silenced, this time, by the sight of her stepping out of the suit.

McArthy's throat went dry- this time, it was his eyes roaming over her body- as they slid from her avian feathers and long beak, down her collar, slim chest and wiry arms, to her plump thighs and wide hips, her thin yet toned shins and cloven heels, finally resting his eyes back up at her familiar yet unfamiliar slit. She slowly stepped over to McArthy-who had completely forgotten about the slight chill at this point as well as how far they had gone- and kneeled over while pressing her bare skin against his. She gently tapped his waistband.

"Only if you want to," she enticed, looking the human right in the eyes.

McArthy sat there, dumbfounded. He knew what would happen if he took off his clothes, what it would imply, but strangely… he wanted to.

He nodded.

Mim let out an elated squawk as McArthy stood up and began to remove his pants. He struggled as his arms quaked and fingers twitched. His hands were shaking, not from the cold, but excitement. She couldn't take it anymore, and stepped herself forward to help McArthy remove his clothing until he was naked.

Mim let out a trill as she looked at the human, who was now standing there nervously. Her eyes roamed over his body, drinking in the sight of his well-defined chest and abs, to his impressive biceps. He timidly held his hands over his groin, still protecting it from her sight.

"You look… good," Mim said slowly as she gently rubbed her talons on McArthy's chest, reveling in the soft feeling of his skin against her own.

McArthy still stood there, uncertain, "Really?"

Mim nodded, "I have never seen a better-looking human before."

McArthy smirked, "Before? Who else have you seen nude?"

Mim clammed up.

"No one," she squawked nervously, taking a step back and ducking her head.

McArthy chuckled before resting a hand atop her scalp and gently scratching the feathers atop her head. She released a trill before giving into the touch.

"Come here," he said with a smile, removing his hand from her head and outstretching his arms.

She looked up, confidence regained, and leapt into McArthy's embrace. She wrapped her legs around his midriff, causing him to stumble to the ground with an 'oof' with Mim still on top of him. He sat up and met her face to face, his arms propping his upper body up from behind him.

The two of them lapsed into silence, McArthy raising a hand to the side of her head. Mim brought her face down once again, this time much slower and sensually. His lips once again met her beak and softly kissed her, making Mim croon as she rubbed her hands up and down his bare chest. His lips slowly ran down and under her beak until he was kissing the red skin of her neck, listening as she let out small chirps of delight as the strength behind her rubbing increased.

McArthy slung his arms around Mim and pulled her close as the t'vaoan squeezed him harder with her legs around his waist, making him groan softly. The two finally separated, and Mim softly rubbed his jaw with her beak, trilling all the while. She shifted softly, feeling something rub against her inner thigh.

She looked down at McArthy's waist, where her thighs were clutching the ODST's trunk right below his midriff. Mim let go of him before sounding out a chirp, rubbing her hand against his abdomen. He froze as soon as she began to touch him further south.

"Mim…" McArthy breathed out slowly as the t'vaoan gently ran her hands down his stomach, getting closer and closer to his crotch.

Mim continued to rumble as her hand drifted closer and closer, passing over a field of hair until she felt it.

She gave it a light squeeze, making the human gasp. Mim let out another trill and slowly slid her hand down McArthy's shaft, lightly prodding it as she marveled at the organ. It looked so different compared to a male t'vaoan penis- McArthy's was short and slightly thicker, the color was a pinkish white and the tip flared out, unlike a t'vaoan's, which was longer, thinner, and pitch black with a simple tapered head.

"Mim…" McArthy said again, nervously looking at her examining his sexual organ.

Mim had been staring at his penis with a look that seemed almost hungry. She looked up at McArthy and gave him an amorous gaze, making sure that she maintained eye contact before backing herself towards his shins.

Coming to a point that his crotch was perpendicular with her face, she bobbed her head down and oh so gently nuzzled his penis with her beak. McCarthy released a hushed gasp at the feeling.

Her tongue slipped out on accident and ran up the side for a split second, making Mim freeze. Her eyes snapped down to the penis in front of her before a shiver ran through her body.

She had liked what she had tasted, and she wanted more.

Much more.

Mim looked up at McArthy, who at this point had laid down on the ground and closed his eyes. Good, she wanted to surprise him for this part. She raised her head slightly, shifting her weight to rest on her elbows as she leaned forward and down, opening her beak wide. Her tongue came out and slowly coiled around McArthy's penis, making him gasp and jerk his hips in surprised pleasure.

"What're you-" McArthy cut himself off with a not-so-quiet moan as Mim lowered her head, guiding his tool into her mouth with her tongue before gently closing her mouth around the shaft, being mindful of her beak all the while.

Mim held her head there for a moment, relishing the musky, earthy taste of McArthy's manhood. She gave it a brief suck before he let out another moan, drawing t'vaoan's eyes to his. The two maintained eye contact until Mim began to slowly raise her head, letting the penis slide out of her mouth until only the tip was still inside, before going back down, squeezing and massaging with her tongue all the while.

McArthy let out another moan as he felt Mim gently bob her head up and down, sending an electrical storm of pleasure up his spine. His eyes fluttered shut, his head laid on the ground, and he reached out and blindly clasped Mim's hand in his own.

"Please don't stop," He muttered softly.

Mim's response was a soft trill as she let McArthy's penis fall out of her sopping wet mouth for a moment, interlocking their digits and squeezing McArthy's hand in return while her other hand gently grasped his penis and began to stroke as she regained her breath.

"Not going to," she said passionately as she opened her maw again and gently fed McArthy's penis into her mouth, going all the way down until she felt the tip hit the back of her throat.

She then raised her head slowly, her tongue wrapping and stroking the penis as she went.

She slowly sped up her movements, steadily increasing the rhythm, making McArthy gasp and groan with more regularity and intensity, until he began to feel his orgasm building.

"Mim, I-I'm going to- come," McArthy gasped, feeling the familiar building sensation.

Mim didn't know what 'come' meant in this situation, but by the way that his penis was somehow growing harder, she deduced that McArthy was about to ejaculate. Knowing this fact, she greedily sped up her movement and sucked harder, until he finally lost control and came with a short cry, his hips bucking wildly.

He squeezed her hand as he released, Mim shoving her face as far down as she dared, feeling McArthy's penis pulse with regularity before his seed burst into her mouth, coating her throat in a split second and causing her to reflexively swallow before she could properly taste it. She hissed to herself and raised her head a little, allowing the seed to pool and collect in her mouth, covering her taste buds.

It was musky and slightly sweet, and Mim loved it.

She greedily swallowed as McArthy continued to ejaculate, sending more and more of it into Mim's waiting and eager mouth, until it finally slowed, then stopped. She wrapped the entire thing in her tongue and gently slid it up the entire length, from base to tip, before she finally let it fall out of her mouth.

"Tasty," She said huskily before, in full view of McArthy's half-in, half-out gaze, she ran her tongue over her beak, licking up every last drop of her human's seed.

McArthy groaned before he grabbed Mim from under her shoulders and gently pulled her up until she was resting her hips on his waist, then pulled her down so that he held her against his chest with her head on his shoulder.

Mim chirped and crooned happily as McArthy hugged her as he recovered, slowly regaining a steady heartbeat and breathing rhythm.

"God damn," the human muttered once he had recovered.

Mim, unsure of what to do, gently nuzzled McArthy on the bottom of his chin, cooing softly. In response, he tilted his head down before placing another kiss on her beak.

"Are you okay?" She asked softly.

"Yeah, I'm more than fine," McArthy said as he pulled Mim closer, who happily snuggled in, wiggling her rear as she tried to get comfortable only to press against… something… again.

This time she knew what it was, letting out a soft trill as wiggled her hips on it, making McArthy softly groan. Seeing he still had some energy left to give, she tucked her head over his shoulder and softly crooned as she ground up and down his waist, feeling his grip on her shoulders tighten.

"Before… we do anything else," McArthy grunted, causing her to briefly stop, "Why don't I pleasure you a little first?"

She tilted her head in confusion for a moment before feeling the human's hand slowly descend before coming to a rest at her rump, giving it a soft squeeze before delving between her hips. Mim watched what he was doing eagerly before looking back to McArthy, "What are you- crawt~"

The t'vaoan felt him begin to rub his fingers around her entrance, slowly making circles as she began to croon from the feeling. Her body naturally responded by shuddering and secreting liquid from inside, beginning to slowly leak out and run down her thighs. Mim's upper body gave out as she fell limply into McArthy's breast, moving her arms down to the sides of his ribs.

"Mmm… McArthy," Mim squealed as she gripped hard on the human's torso.

Feeling her arousal, McArthy took the next step and plunged his middle and ring fingers into her slit. She recoiled from the feeling, her back arching as she let out a sharp gasp.

McArthy looked up at the t'vaoan, her eyes rolling back into her head from the pleasure, "You like that?"

Mim gyrated into his warm hand, trying to intensify the feeling of his fingers pressing against her walls. She momentarily broke free from her trance only to lean over and begin lapping at his mouth, hoping to somehow gain entrance. Seeing what Mim was trying to do, he opened his mouth and allowed her thin tongue to enter, wrestling with it against his own tongue as he continued to finger her.

McArthy pulled her off of his waist and placed the t'vaoan to his side, temporarily removing his hand from her crotch and garnering a confused trill from her throat. That sound was soon paused as he took his right hand to her sex once more and inserted his fingers again. Mim squirmed in delight as she wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed his hand with her thighs.

Mim released short chirps as she removed her tongue from his mouth with an audible pop, using it to give him a passionate lick from the tip of his lips to the side of his temple. Mim moved her beak to the side of his head and lightly nibbled on his ear.

"Stop teasing, McArthy," she moaned into his ear, "I want it… I want you…"

Hearing this, he removed his now wet hand and placed it on the mattress on the other side of her head, slowly moving over top of her as he looked into her predatory eyes. McArthy leaned back, resting on his knees to watch the kig-yar splayed out in front of him in full view, the heat lamp giving a warm glow to her exotic features. As he noticed from just a moment ago, her purplish vagina was positioned differently than he was used to. It faced in such a way that it would require either specific positioning for the both of them to be comfortable, or a seat or table that the two of them were too impatient to find.

She chirped quietly before rolling over onto her stomach and sticking her posterior up in the air, swaying it as though she was presenting it as some great prize or treasure. McArthy took a moment to gaze at the spectacle, how natural it looked for her to be positioned like that, before chuckling to himself, "So that's how we're going to do it, eh?"

Mim peeked over her shoulder as a look of confusion and arousal marked her face.

"Is it not normal for humans to mate from behind?" she asked, slowly descending her waist out of reluctance.

"Don't worry, it's pretty common- hell the last time I did this it was doggystyle."

Before she could ask anything further, McArthy straightened up and gently held her sides, hoisting her rear back up and leveling it to his crotch. A shiver ran up her spine as she felt the heat radiating off of his body and onto her perineum.

The t'vaoan rested the side of her head on the ground along with her breast as she watched her human with one eye. He ran his left hand down to the side of her leg, using his thumb to spread her voluptuous thighs and expose her wet vagina, his member already prodding the canal.

"This is your last chance to back out Mim," he said, preparing to plunge into uncharted territory.

She gave a wry smile, "I want you to be my first time. Ra-ravish me."

The human frowned, "I don't remember teaching you that w-"

Before he could finish, Mim slammed her waist back, causing McArthy to penetrate her with a gasp. The grip of her walls caused the human to momentarily tighten his hold on her, the event also causing the avian to squawk in pleasure as she made contact with his lap.

"H-holy shit Mim," he gasped before trying to reconstitute himself.

Mim panted as she stared expectantly at McArthy, swaying her hips so she could feel his penis inside of her. It was so warm, so girthy, it made her legs weak just feeling it. Before long, the human slowly pulled out halfway before thrusting himself deeper, colliding with her thighs in an audible smack. Letting out a moan, the t'vaoan gripped the mattress as her senses numbed.

"Mmm… yes… ah… mmm…"

He paused momentarily, moving his hands up to her sides so he could have a better grip going forward, "Are you doing right Mim?"

Her response was to grind her rear against his lap, melodically cooing all the while.

McArthy started his rhythmic humping of her, taking caution as he sped up his movements. Stroking his thumb against her skin, he decided to grind at the ends of his plunges, trying his best to pleasure the alien that he had entrusted with his life for the last month.

"F-feel… good… McArthy…" Mim drunkenly croaked.

The slap of their skin and passionate breaths muffled the sounds of the blizzard passing by outside. So caught up in their interspecies union they had completely forgot of the extreme weather conditions they were enduring, all sense of temperature lost within an abyss of sexual intimacy.

"McArthy... feel good… yes…" she rambled as the human continued to fuck her.

McArthy took a good look at the beautiful creature in front of him, the two of them connected in the closest physical way possible and enjoying the warmth of one another. It was maddening to think that only a few weeks ago he had fought, hell, even shot her at one point. Now, he could confidently say that he had fallen for her. It wasn't some carnal instinct driving him to do the act, but rather a release of how he felt about her.

Well- perhaps a bit of both.

He slid his hand towards himself, taking a moment to grab a handful of her buttocks. Mim let out a jestfull squawk, chuckling for a bit before speaking up.

"You- like it…ah… don't you?"

McArthy gave a hearty chuckle before giving it another squeeze, "I think I do."

What would his family think of the situation? Him fucking an alien bird in an abandoned base on a lost world? His father would probably kick his ass and his mother would cry, not any different from the norm, but in the end he really didn't give a shit about what they thought. He sure as hell didn't want to see them again, and for all he knew the UNSC declared him dead or MIA, so showing up to his house again well alive and kicking was a recipe for disaster..

Suffice to say he didn't truly have a family at this point.

Or did he?

Over the time they've spent together, McArthy realized he had come to see Mim as family, the family he never had, someone he cared deeply for and cared deeply for him. She had given him more love than either of his parents ever did, love that slowly welled up inside him until it burst tonight. If and when he did finally escape from this rock, he wanted to stay with the t'vaoan, continue caring for her, loving her, even if they have to keep running.

"Mim," he breathed, leaning forward and moving his hands up her torso.

She opened her eye to look at the human slowly approaching her face, "Hm?"

Mim expected him to further pin her to the ground so he could finish inside her, as her mother had often reminded her of when she was younger. Though it would be quite awkward for McArthy's anatomy to bite her neck, another thing she expected in the very near future, she worried not due to her kind's natural thick skin along the areas that the male might bite at.

To her surprise, McArthy pulled her from the ground, still hilting in her as he moved them into a position where she sat on his lap still kneeling. Along the way, the feathers lining her head rubbed by his nose, eliciting a brief sneeze from the human. She laughed before draping her arm over his shoulders and behind his neck, and moving her body slightly to the side, allowing the side of her partner's face to press against her's.

"Ah… McArthy… Mmm"

McArthy ran a strafing of small kisses up her neck, starting from her collar to the bottom of her jaw, placing his hands on the base of her hips as he rubbed into her. She cooed at the little pleasures the human was giving her, her head feathers rustling as she prepared to continue their intercourse.

He humped upwards into her hole, using her weight to assist in the movement. She in turn mirrored the motion, moving down when he thrust up, intensifying their lovemaking and releasing a meaty sound every time they met.

"God Mim, you are so… ah," he exasperatedly said as he spent his stamina trying to continue the motion.

She licked the tip of his nose before giggling as she continued to slam her fat bottom onto his crotch. He shivered from the sensation as he started to lightly rub her stomach, being able to feel the immense heat they were giving off.

"So- about earlier, with...mm… what I said."

She peeked down at McArthy, raising an interested eye, "Mm...hm?"

"I wasn't… lying," he huffed, "You're… my everything."

"Mm… I can… tell, m…mi...mine," Mim whispered as she used her hooked arm to gently rub his stubble.

He chuckled, "Yeah, I am… yours. And you're mine."

He felt her grip tighten around his neck, not enough to choke him but to the point where he was becoming concerned. Around then was when he felt the telltale tightness in his groin.

"M-McArthy… I… I want all of you. Ah… give me… mmm," she moaned, looking at McArthy from over her shoulder

He held her close as he tried to push inside as deep as possible, "I'm about… to… ah- Mim!"

"Please- Please- McArthy!"

She screamed one last time before pressing her bottom down on McArthy, pushing his penis in as deep as possible. He thrust one last time as he felt himself about to burst.

That was when Mim's orgasm hit hard, a secretion of her juices leaked out of their merger and down his testicles as her canal did it's best to milk out the ejaculate of the human. Spurred by the sudden sensation, McArthy released into her womb, filling it to the brim with his seminal fluids. They both moaned in harmony as their ecstatic fluids mixed together and dripped down his shaft and onto the mattress.

In the spur of the moment, Mim did her best to move her head in a position to kiss the human, but found mild success as the side of her beak grazed his nose. He stretched his neck to place a kiss on the tip of her snout, his sperm still seeping into her passage.

They sat connected for a few minutes, slowly enjoying their afterglow and massaging each other's bodies as they came to their senses, separating after what felt like forever. McArthy removed himself from her, doing his best to lift her up and rotate her to completely face him while sitting squarely on his lap.

Once situated on his lap properly, Mim pressed her face against the side of his in a nuzzle, softly placing her hands on his chest and rubbing, "M-M-McArthy… mine…"

McArthy chuckled as he wrapped one arm around her waist and slid the other against the side of her face, massaging her with his thumb. He pressed his cheek against her with a sigh, "Out of all the things I thought we'd do after that shitshow, this? This was not on my mind."

Amused, Mim nipped his ear and asked, "But?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched his warm smile spread across his lips again, making her insides almost flutter, "But, it's probably the best damn thing. I…"

Mim pulled her face back to look at him, her throat croaking a little as she worked a word out, "I l-l-love… you, my mate."

His smile widened a bit, "I guess this is why you wanted to know the word 'love', huh?"

Mim only chuckled as she comfortably tucked her head into the crook of his neck, then he pulled her even closer and quietly said, "I love you so much Mim, you mean the world to me."

He removed her from his neck before planting yet another kiss on the tip of her snout, placing her head on his shoulder. The two slowly laid back down into their bed, clinging closely to each other and basking in the warmth. The loneliness McArthy had felt when he first landed on the planet, he almost thought about just letting himself die to the elements. But now, getting stranded on this hostile planet, seemed to have given him the happiest moment of his entire life, and also gave him someone who means more to him than anything has before.

This prospect only made his grip on his new lover tighten, hearing her croon and rub her beak against his bottom jaws as her fingers softly slid up and down his chest. Mim was equally delighted at finally winning her human over, finally being held by someone who loved her. She knew he felt the same way given his past, and it only made her want to love him more, to make up for what little he received before. The love he so dearly deserved.

The both of them soon drifted off in each other's interlocked arms and legs, getting some of the best sleep either of them had gotten in a very long time.