Hello Lovelies! I'm back and with smexy times! Lol. Well you probably surmised that from how the last chapter ended, but if anyone was doubtful, this chapter is here to give everybody that fallen x femme smut fix you have all been craving.

Chapter Warning/Tags/Kinks – Interspecies sex, consensual sex, rough sex, heterosexual sex

Chapter 9 – Foreplay

Lykrosis should have agreed with the nuur'az in that they would converse first, but he was admittedly eager to mate again. Since their last encounter he could not stop himself from thinking about the female and her warm, supple flesh. His attention had been focused elsewhere: speaking with Kreesis, cleaning his weapons and armor, repairing a few damaged shanks, but inevitably it always wandered back to mating.

He knew he should be concentrating on convincing Kreesis of the pair's usefulness and intentions; however, right now, being in the creature's presence, scenting it, he just wanted to touch it. The knowledge that only its thin fabrics stood between him and its soft body had his claws flexing in anticipation already. He wanted to run them along its flesh, scratching and grasping, to feel its warm body pressed up against his own. He wanted to hear its screams and moans as he pleasured it and took his own pleasure in turn.

This was the first time since coming to the hollow that the thought of touching the female did not fill him with reticence. Perhaps the pleasure of their last encounter was affecting his judgement or maybe even Kreesis' presence here had him feeling less threatened and more secure. He didn't know, but the pull was strong. Belatedly, he found himself already stripping the gauntlets from his lower claws on instinct in preparation to touch her.

"What is this, the female is doing?" Kreesis asked pulling him out of his own distracted thoughts.

The female had not moved since the reaver had decloaked, the only noticeable change being in her expression, which must be what he was referring to. "Smiling, I explained previously. The female is made content by something."

"She is pleased with your words," interjected the nuur'az in explanation. "The female would prefer to mate first and speak after as well. She says she is eager to feel your claws wrapped around her."

Lykrosis couldn't help himself, a low growl erupted from him and there was a hard clenching in his groin; the female's words emulated exactly what he wanted to do in that moment. He took a reactionary step forward but paused at the loud warble of surprise from Kreesis.

"The female speaks this? Disregards its safety. Claws could shred its flimsy armor, without difficulty."

Lykrosis wasn't sure how to respond, but the nuur'az replied first anyways.

"Oh, come on, don't make me say that," it said in their own language. After a moment of silence, it made another noise, the one that sounded like heat expulsion, and continued in E'lik, "She was thinking more of your claws on her bare flesh, but she thinks she would rather like you tearing the clothes off her body first."

Kreesis let out another surprised warble, but Lykrosis barely acknowledged it, his focus entirely on the female now. He wasn't sure why exactly, but the idea of clawing at her, tearing this clothing apart to reveal her bare flesh was… pleasing. "The female, ready to mate?" he asked, not wanting to wait any more moments.

"Yes," replied the little machine as the creature knelt. "I will provide direction."

"Direction is not needed, Nuur'az," said Lykrosis with a touch of irritation. Did it question his intelligence? He was not some lowly dreg to need instruction repeatedly for the same action. Besides, he had made the female cry out during their last encounter; that should have been proof enough that he understood how to mate.

"Pfft, yeah, because explaining sex to an alien is what I really want to be doing with my time."

Was the little machine talking to itself again? Lykrosis wasn't sure but it continued before he had enough moments to consider it. "You may think that, but there is still much for you to learn about mating. The female wants me to explain some new things to you, particularly the concept of foreplay, and then I will be happy to stop talking and let you take it from there."

"What means this, 'fore'lay'?" he questioned as he approached the female with Kreesis following behind albeit at a respectable distance. Lykrosis didn't doubt the reaver's own reticence at this point, but he also didn't doubt the affect the mating would have on him either. The scents and sounds were… intoxicating; they inspired a feeling too close to that of the hunt for them not to affect him.

"I'll explain in a minute." The nuur'az paused, most likely receiving a transmission from the female before stating, "She wants you to kneel behind her as close as possible if you are agreeable."

Lykrosis moved to comply with only a fleeting sense of hesitation. They had an agreement and the position would put the female at a disadvantage should she be looking to attack despite it, particularly with Kreesis present. Besides, of the positions they had mated in, he had favored taking her from behind. Not only did it put her beneath him, but taking her that way stirred something carnal within him, a basic need to dominate and control.

While he was settling himself behind her, the female removed her outer layer of this clothing until she was left only in the two under pieces. The upper piece, which he had previously seen only from the front, had clasps on the back that held it on. The lower piece was very thin and only covered the middle of her backside. Lykrosis couldn't help scoffing as he always did whenever he thought of how impractical these fabrics all were.

"Okay, so how to explain this," the nuur'az began. "Mating can entail a variety of things, but generally there are three main parts: 'Foreplay' is everything that happens before intercourse, which is when your waste organ is inside of the female—and that does not sound even remotely attractive. Do the fallen have another term for the waste organ? I can't keep calling it that."

"No other name. It is a waste organ," replied Lykrosis.

"Well, that's… unfortunate. How about from now on we refer to it as a 'dick'. That's what we call it, much sexier."

"Dick," he said aloud, trying out the pronunciation. He liked this word; it was harsh and much easier to pronounce than many other words in the pair's language.

"Exactly. Getting back to the point, the purpose of foreplay is to arouse and build anticipation."

"What means this, 'arouse'?"

"Arousal is the desire and excitement felt specifically in regard to mating. Arousal is accompanied by distinct physical changes; in the male, the dick becomes erect, and in the female, her body heats and becomes wet, which allows her to take the male inside without hurting her."

Lykrosis considered this concept, arousal. The nuur'az explanation seemed logical and in addition to what it stated, this must also be what caused the production and release of pheromones. That was why the creature's scent output increased when it desired mating. Not just the creature, he thought remembering Kreesis' previous comments on his own pheromone output; thinking of mating was causing arousal in his body as well. "How, fore'lay performed?"

"Well that's up to the pair involved, but you can do anything really, anything that excites you both. Touching each other, rubbing sensitive areas, licking, kissing, biting, things like that."

"Biting?" Lykrosis repeated. It was one of the only terms he understood, but more than that, it was the one that captured his interest the most.

"Uh, yes. Some individuals like to bite, and others like to be bitten, when it's done correctly of course."

"The female, desires biting?" "How one bites incorrectly?" Kreesis questioned in the same moment as though the idea was nonsensical.

"During mating, certain actions like biting and clawing, are performed, but without the intention to actually cause damage. You saw the female and sdee'al mating; she likes to be handled roughly and that includes biting and scratching, but with the knowledge that he wasn't trying to hurt her. No real injuries occurred, only minor abrasions to her skin."

This was truth; Lykrosis had noted himself the sdee'al uncharacteristically gentle ministrations the first time he had witnessed their mating. He understood now that the grappling had been the pair's foreplay, which begged the question, what did she desire from him? Were they to grapple? Did the female desire biting from him?

A light brush against his exposed, lower claws caught his attention.

The female's own claws gently grabbed his and drew them forward; the left she placed against her hip and the right to her front, pressing flat against her lower abdomen. Then she leaned backwards slowly, pressing her whole body along the front of his.

The female was touching him, her entire body was touching him.

Lykrosis surprised himself when there was no thought to still or warn her off, only… that he liked having her there.

It was the heat, he realized. It was always the heat. Never had he touched so much of the female's body all at once, and right now, it was… scorching. The heat radiated from her, bleeding through wherever they touched, and he was drawn to it, his cooler body reveling in the feel of the warmth spreading through him.

The female smiled at him and then gently pushed his claw lower until it rested against the edge of her fabric.

Lykrosis did not need further prompting to understand what she desired. His claw slid under the fabric, one digit moving between her folds, searching for the nub that controlled her pleasure. He applied just enough pressure as he had learned previously and flicked back and forth rapidly.

Just as before, the reaction was not instant. Many moments passed before the female showed that his rubbing was having any effect, a quiet moan finally escaping her.

"Now find something to do with your upper claws too," said the nuur'az, drawing his attention back to the entire situation instead of solely on the creature. "You've got four, use them."

Lykrosis wasn't sure what to do with them since he already touched the female between her legs, but he moved them to her waist nonetheless. More heat would only be pleasing.

However, the female had other ideas. Her claws once again grabbed his and slid them upward until they encircled the mounds on her chest.

He remembered then that the nuur'az had stated the female was sensitive here as well. Again, he wasn't sure what to do, but decided to start with grasping them as he had witnessed the sdee'al do. The flesh was supple, yet firm and it issued greater resistance the more pressure he applied. Lykrosis let up and rubbed his digits along the centered areas where she was supposedly most sensitive. After only a few passes, he felt the flesh perk up against his covered digits.

The female's head fell backwards against his shoulder, eyes closed, and another quiet moan escaped her. The reaction was telling, she definitely liked that.

Lykrosis experimented with the female's sensitive zones. He alternated between squeezing the mounds of flesh and rubbing the centered areas while his lower claw flicked relentlessly against the nub. His remaining claw stayed at her hip, scratching at the delicate flesh but not digging in yet.

The female shifted again, this time her face turning toward him, and her eyes opened slowly. They stayed lidded as though it were an effort to open them and he recognized this expression; the female was pleasured but not overwhelmed.

Lykrosis lifted his gaze from looking down her body to her face. He had been able to see her well enough from the periphery, but for whatever reason, he desired to watch her more closely while he pleasured her. Their eyes met and in that moment, he felt so drawn to her. The scent of her tendrils—floral and sweet—mixed with that of her skin and sharp pheromones to entrance him further. His gaze roamed her features, memorizing every flutter and twitch, and all the while he continued his ministrations, waiting for a signal that her climax was approaching.

It came as it had previously, or so he assumed, when her hips started to move. They pressed downward, alternately applying more pressure and then backing off. Her entire body flexed with the movement, tensing up as she pressed downward and relaxing as she let up. Her little moans were coming more frequently, and her claws clenched at the open air.

Lykrosis saw the most curious thing then, something, and he truly had no idea what, flashed out of her mouth so quickly he almost missed it. It was followed immediately by her upper teeth, which overlapped the lower part of her mouth and pressed downward.

What was the female doing? Was she cannibalizing herself?

The teeth were gone almost as quickly as they had come and seemingly without damaging her in any way.

He didn't have any moments to consider this strange action because the female's body tensed and her respiration momentarily stuttered. Her right claw shot to the forearm of the claw he had between her legs and the other behind his helm. He should have been worried by the placement, but she only pulled him closer as her release finally took her.

Head slamming backwards, she shivered and moaned. Claws dug into him, although not enough to pierce, and the female pressed her whole body harder against him, hips still moving in that same rhythm. Her backside, which had barely been touching him before, pressed firmly into his groin.

The movement of her hips and added pressure against his waste organ was enough to make him groan even through his bio-suit. He pulled her in against him even harder desiring to feel more. The movement brought her exposed neck closer to his ether mask and he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight.

He wanted to bite her. He wanted to sink his teeth into that taut flesh, to taste the lifeblood that taunted him just beneath the surface.

A moment more and he might have, but the female moved again. Her head shifted, and she ended with her face just barely pressed against his own, obscuring his previous view of her glistening flesh.

As her release tapered off, she whimpered, body and claws becoming listless. She tried to retreat backwards, probably trying to escape the sensitivity the nuur'az had mentioned before, but their position had her trapped.

Lykrosis let up, pulling out from between her legs, but the knowledge that he had her trapped there… incited a new feeling. It was like a combination of his hunting instincts and this arousal were warring within him and riling him up in a way he had never felt.

The female was stirring, and he was trying to give her moments to recover, but he wanted her now. He undid the panels of his bio-suit while simultaneously encouraging her to bend over with claws at her waist and shoulder. She moved willingly and when she was in position he pressed himself up against her wet opening. She felt so hot already, the anticipation was almost unbearable.

"It submits to you, without fighting," Kreesis said jolting him.

Lykrosis had honestly forgotten he was there, his mind focused only on mating. That fact disturbed him enough to clear some of the haze and his awareness flooded back.

As much as he enjoyed mating the female, he should not be allowing that desire to affect him so readily. He should have been interacting with Kreesis more, ensuring that the reaver would understand his reasonings when their encounter with the pair was over.

He took in Kreesis' position, noting that he had moved closer to the scene, although not within reach of the female. He chittered almost imperceptibly, which along with his flexing claws, denoted his excitement. The reaver was audibly scenting the air and Lykrosis was well aware of the pervasiveness of the female's pheromones after she climaxed. They saturated the receptors and left one with difficulty trying to focus on anything else.

The mating was affecting Kreesis just as he knew it would. Lykrosis intended to respond to his statement, but the female chose that moment to fully recover. She looked at him over her shoulder and then, eyes still on his, lowered her upper body to the ground, submitting even further.

Lykrosis and Kreesis both growled loudly in response. Did the female understand what she had just done? Lykrosis was not certain, but he also could not care less in that moment. All his claws found purchase on her lithe form, holding her in place, while he buried himself inside her with one hard thrust.

Her face contorted in pleasure as she cried out exactly how he desired, and by the servitors, did she feel so good.

He didn't start slow, he couldn't have even if he wanted to, not with this overwhelming need riding him. Instead he held her still and rammed into her heated body with haste and fervor, the feeling absolute bliss. The female was so tight and wet around him, the inner flesh silky and strangely textured as it rubbed against the entirety of his length.

The more moments he moved, the slicker and hotter she became. Her body loosened up minutely allowing him to move more freely, which he took advantage of. His movements sped up, hips pistoning forward and back in a rhythmic slap of armor to flesh. He increased his ferocity as well, no longer holding her still, but yanking the female back against him with each thrust.

His trills of pleasure were almost quiet compared to the female's shouted bliss. She moaned continuously and every few moments she would cry out, eyes flashing and claws scrabbling at the dry soil below.

Lykrosis' pride flared with his arousal; he was causing the female to experience such pleasure and in turn she boasted his prowess with each noise that was torn from her throat. Again and again he moved inside of her, each pass adding to his overwhelming pleasure.

He did not desire the mating to end too quickly, but he recognized the growing pressure in his groin for what it was.

As always, the female was aware of his approaching climax as well. She started to pull against his might, forcing him to grasp her tighter in his efforts not to lose that perfect rhythm. It seemed the female was not ready for it to be over either.

Lykrosis willed his hips to slow although it did nothing to stop the build of his climax. If he could not last more moments, then perhaps he could increase the female's pleasure while it lasted.

This time, he would make her finish.

Lykrosis yanked the female back upright. The new position slowed his thrusts even more and lessened their force, which was an unintended but welcome consequence. His lower claws remained on her hips, but the others he used to search out her sensitive areas. If the female enjoyed her breasts and the nub being rubbed before, then logically it followed she would enjoy it during their actual mating as well.

It didn't take many moments for him to understand he had made the right choice. The female's cries came more frequently, and her own claws moved to cover his, pressing them harder into her flesh. She writhed against him and her hips started their own thrusting just as they always did when she was close.

Lykrosis had a moment of triumph before a growl was unexpectedly torn from him. "Klk," he said aloud unable to contain himself. Not only was the female's scent surrounding him again now that she was so close, but the rhythmic clenching of her sheath had started up as it had the last time they mated. As before, he did not know if the female controlled this action or not, but it was more than he could take.

Two more thrusts and he reached his peak. The pressure that had been building since the start was finally released and a torrent of pleasure streaked through him. His arms clamped down around the female, crushing her against him as he trilled his ecstasy into the air.

His waste organ throbbed, spilling warm fluid into the female even as he continued his frenzied thrusting. The liquid filled her up, surrounding him, and it added another layer of stimulation to his overloaded body.

He started to come down, his trills quieting with the ebbing of the pleasure, but in that same moment, the female finally finished.

Lykrosis could never have imagined what her pleasure would feel like around him. The entire sheath rippled, crushing down tighter and hotter than he had ever felt. Her body arched against him, shivering and writhing, while she screamed wordlessly.

The knowledge that he had finally made the female scream for him and the rippling against his overly sensitive shaft were too much. He groaned helplessly at the renewed pleasure desiring it to never end and be over in the same moment.

However, nothing about it was quick. While the female's screams died away, still she whimpered and spasmed both inside and out. It was not difficult to understand why she had desired him not to finish too quickly; her climax was more intense even than his own.

When it was finally over, his respiration was still heavy, but the feeling of satiation and contentment settled in. The female mirrored him; her respiration just as labored and expression a broad smile. She had grown heavy in his grasp as she was prone to do after mating.

Lykrosis held her for a few more moments before pulling out and lowering her to the ground. He knew she would be content to lie there while she recovered from her exertions and he needed to speak with Kreesis anyways. Even though he had explained everything about mating beforehand, undoubtedly, the reaver would have questions.

After closing his bio-suit with the thought that he required a thorough washing, he approached Kreesis. The reaver's gaze was still on the creature's prone form and within a ntr, Lykrosis scented both hunting pheromones and those of arousal. Of this, he was not surprised. He recalled the first mating he had witnessed and the desired mixed with curiosity he had felt that had led him not to destroy the creature. While a bit more reserved than him, Kreesis often thought and reacted similarly, which he was counting on in this instance.

"There is confliction," said the reaver, obviously not sure what to think of the pair and mating.

"This is expected."

"Nuur'az left." There was a slight chitter of curiosity with the words as he finally drew his eyes away from the creature.

"Always it leaves during mating. I know not why. It will return quickly."

"We must speak."

"What of the favor?"

"No. We must speak first."

As he had stated, the nuur'az returned quickly, floating down the path towards them. "I would ask how it went, but the female has been screaming words of encouragement in my mind for the past ten minutes, so I already have a pretty good idea."

It flew past them and scanned the female's now sitting form with nuur, which Lykrosis had seen it do before, but he knew not for what exact purpose. The process was quick although the little machine lingered on her head for many more moments than elsewhere. "The female is tired and requires nourishment, so we will not be able to remain for long. What did you wish to discuss?"

"Nothing in this moment. We must leave."

"Okay, tomorrow then?"

"This means following next patrol, yes?"

"Yes."

Lykrosis looked to Kreesis. He knew the reaver was conflicted, but they should provide an answer and whether they returned or not was up to him. After many moments of waiting, the reaver gave him the response he needed to see, although the reluctance was obvious. "We will return."

So…? Did you like it? I liked it, no, actually I loved it! This is the first time where I really felt like I got to show their budding relationship, not just smut. It wasn't exactly romantic, but still there is a different feeling here than there was in previous scenes. I hope you guys felt the same.

Fallen Language. Listed in order of appearance:

Nuur'az – tool of light

Sdee'al – Hive Knight

Klk – Fallen curse, shit

Ntr – measure of length, meter

Nuur – weaponized light