Author's Note: This one is going to be hot and heavy, and it may upset some people with how graphic it'll get later. Just a warning…

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As Starling gasped in delight, her grey-skinned lover ravaged her neck with hot kisses, the young Onyxian enjoying the taste of the woman's soft skin. He felt her run her hands up his back, squeezing his shoulders as he moved to kiss her large breasts.

"Oh, Max! You've gotten so good at finding my sweet spots!" She moaned hotly as he ran one long finger down her stomach, his free hand gently massaging one tit as he softly kissed the other. For a while now, the Interceptor had been trying to teach Max how to find where on her body she received the most pleasure; it was a challenge, and as a proud Onyxian warrior, he could never refuse a challenge.

"Mmm… Starling, you're such a good teacher…" His voice was heavy with lust and desire, his gaze aflame with passion as he looked up to stare into her green eyes. He gave her a feral, possessive kiss on her lips, feeling her submissively place her arms on his back as he slid his long tongue into her eager mouth. As they moaned together, he pulled her closer, laying on top of her as she gasped lightly. He gave her well-toned thighs a soft squeeze, teasing his playmate as she squirmed a little under his shifting weight. Driving his tongue deeper down her throat, she cooed in confusion before he gently wrapped his arms around her back, almost pinning her down as he shifted to lay directly on top of her. She giggled a bit, gently sucking on his tongue as he gasped slightly in surprise. Her loud, lewd slurps as she sucked harder on his long tongue made him practically purr in pleasure, her moan matched by one of his own as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He resumed kissing her, leaving the young woman trapped underneath his strong frame as he had his way with her mouth. She moaned in compliance, as if accepting what he was doing to her. She ran her hands up his back as he moaned in delight, his long tongue snaking its way up and down her throat as she sucked on it. He pulled his tongue out of her as he broke the kiss, leaving his lover to grunt in disappointment. She gave him a hot gasp as he suddenly spread her legs apart and pulled her crotch against his, shifting himself to sit up as he kept her laying down. She gasped in surprise as he suddenly penetrated her, roughly shoving his manhood into her as she grunting in pain and dug her nails into his legs.

"Max, slow down a bit! You're hurting me, love!" For a moment, he seemed to comply, slowing his pace as she panted a bit. He'd gotten a little carried away with her before; since he was used to stronger women, he sometimes had to be reminded that as a human, she couldn't handle it if he used all his strength on her at once. He smiled down to her, gently running his hands across her bosom as she moaned in pleasure. His smile turned to a snarl, however, and she found herself picked up and pressed against him as he bottomed out in her womanhood.

"Uh! Max, too rough! Ease up a little, big man!" He gave her a look she'd never seen before; it was almost the same look of tender passion that had been on his face before, but his features were twisted into a sadistic smirk as he eyed her evilly.

"Max, what…?" He suddenly slapped her across the face, hard enough to draw blood from her ivory cheek as she cried out in shock.

"Shut up, bitch! Don't interrupt me; I'm not done with you yet!" He grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her back down onto the bed, roughly thrusting into her as she screamed in tortuous agony. He held her down as he had his way with her, ignoring the tears that flowed down her cheeks as she begged him to stop. Finally, mercifully, he finished with her, roughly pulling out and pressing one arm across her chest to pin her down again.

"So, the little girl has something to say, does she? Let's hear it before we start round two!" His voice was an evil growl, mentally battering the already brutalized woman underneath him.

"M-Max, what's the m-matter with you!? D-don't you realize you j-just raped me!?" Her voice was barely a loud whisper, her lungs still burning from all the screaming she'd done.

"You're here to service my needs, woman! I don't care about your needs!" He picked her up and pinned her against the wall, smiling bigger as she resumed her wail of terror and pain. He pushed back into her, picking up where he left off as she did her best to simply tough it out until he was finally done with her.

Several Hours Later…

"That's better, taking it so well! I thought you were gonna break in half that last time! No matter; you'll be sore in the morning, but you'll live, my sweet little lover. Now, I think we both could use some rest, don't you?" Without another word, he rolled over on top of her and snuggled into her breasts to fall asleep, leaving Starling, whimpering and sex-broken, to softly cry herself to sleep as she felt the throbbing ache of her abused lower half slowly fade.

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The morning brought Starling out of her nightmare of reliving what had happened to her the night before. She sniffled a bit as she tried to wipe the tears from her eyes, her vision adjusting to the light of the sun as she sat up. She looked around to find that she was alone; Max was nowhere to be found. The only sign of her once tender lover was a soft whimper near the door. She groaned as the pain of her abuse rang fresh through her legs, her body protesting her decision to stand so soon after such a painful event.

"M-Max? A-are you still here?" She saw the hybrid slumped against the wall, staring at the bed with tears in his eyes.

"Max? W-what is it?"

"Wh-what did I do? What did I just do!?" He roughly grabbed his hair as if he was going to pull it out, cringing in horror as the realization of what he'd done finally came to him.

"Max, what're you-?"

"We were taught that it would be intense the first time, but I never-! I mean, I had no way to know it'd be so hard to stop!"

"Max!" The man in question suddenly shot up to look at her; like a deer caught in headlights, his eyes were filled with terror as he looked upon the face of his lover, her cheeks still stained with tears.

"St-Starling! I… I can't… I don't know how to explain!"

"Try." It was the only word she found herself able to say.

"Starling, I… I've been in heat for the last few days. I mean, I… all Onyxians undergo a cycle where… the urge to mate is intense… but when an Onyxian male reaches what humans call 'puberty'… and we experience it for the first time… it… it's too much for us to handle… we physically can't stop!" His eyes filled with tears once more as he looked down to see the bruises he'd left on her long, shapely legs.

"Starling, my beautiful lover… I… how could I…?" He began to sob uncontrollably, leaving his sore lover to slowly make her way over to him and put one arm around his shoulders. Perhaps out of instinct, he pulled her closer, sobbing into her shoulder as she rubbed her hand up and down his back.

"Max, are you… are you saying you wanted to stop?"

"Of course I wanted to stop, Starling! I don't want to hurt you!" He began to cry again, only for her to put one finger over his lips.

"Max, please don't cry." He slowly quieted himself, sniffling softly as she wiped the tears from his eyes.

"Starling, I-"

"Shh. Max, why didn't you tell me what you were going through? Maybe I could've helped you."

"I didn't… I didn't know how you'd react to me… demanding sex from you." He brought his face up toward her, his eyes transmitting fear and pain as he looked up at her longingly.

"Max, it's alright, love. I'll… I'll recover."

"You… you mean… you don't hate me for… for…?" He couldn't bring himself to say what they both knew he meant.

"Max, I'm very upset that you didn't trust me enough to tell me the truth, and I'm pissed beyond all measure that you raped me! But, now that I know why you were acting this way… I think that one day I can forgive you for this…"

"Starling…"

"Max… I don't know how this will turn out. I don't know how long we have to live. I know it won't be forever, though, and aside from this, I've been very happy with you. I want to be happy, Max. I love you, quirks and all, and I want you to be able to be yourself around me. If that means that, once in a while, we need to have very rough sex to satisfy your libido, then… so be it. As long as you don't kill me next time, I think I can learn to live with this." She sighed heavily, looking his way with half-lidded eyes.

"Oh, Starling, you… you don't know how relieved I am to know that you don't hate me. I've been hated my whole life, and if I lose you, I… I won't have any reason to live anymore." He gasped and cried out in pain, his mind reeling from the force of her low blow. The young woman stood over her lover with an evil smirk; she leaned in to kiss him hotly, tenderly rubbing his chest as he bit his lip and roughly grunted in pain. As she helped him over to sit on the bed next to her, his eyes narrowed on her as she gently kissed his chest and neck, gingerly rubbing the spot under his left shoulder blade that she'd found out was so painfully sensitive. She gave his tender area a gentle rub, trying to soothe the pain she'd just inflicted as he softly whimpered in protest.

"Don't worry, Max. Now, all is forgiven."