The commanding officer shifted his weight back and forth before restating himself. "Yes, Corporal. Do you believe that this Pekoponian female can be trained to fight for the Keronian race?" Giroro looked at Natsumi in disbelief before turning back to his superior realizing that this was a chance at something new for him and the young girl.
"Yes sir commander! I do believe that not only can she be trained, but that she has the determination and physical prowess to become one of the best soldiers in the army, Sir!" Giroro sounded off his answer with the full bolster of his heart behind his words.
"Hmm, and her loyalties? Would this Pekoponian be likely to betray our people in the midst of an important battle?" a much more meek and somewhat irritating member of the commanding officers questioned. Natsumi made a small noise before speaking up.
"Pardon me sirs but I think it may be in your best interest to hear that from me." They looked at her cautiously as she stepped forward breathing deeply.
"It's more than safe to say my planet is gone. My people are gone, and my family is gone. Holding onto a loyalty for something that no longer exists is like clutching an empty bottle in the desert. As for any resentment I may feel towards the Keronian race, well…" she paused looking at Giroro for emotional support before she lay the heavy info out on the table for all to see.
"Maybe at one point I would have. However that was before…." She found she was struggling at saying the words out loud.
"Before? Before what? Corporal you said she could not be tamed but could it be she has?" one of the commanding officers demanded.
"No sir. I am completely sure that her fortified will shall never allow her to be tamed like any other slave." Giroro explained.
"Then why is it she does not bare any hatred for our kind despite what we have done to destroy all that she knows?" another commander asked.
"It's because Giroro and I are in love!" Natsumi blurted. She covered her mouth with her hand. Fear of what repercussions may come to them for their feelings had led her to withhold this fact until now.
"Corporal Giroro is this true? Do you feel the same way then as this Pekoponian?" They turned their eyes on him.
"Yes sirs… I am deeply in love with this Pekoponian female, as she is with me." Giroro said, taking her hand in his they looked at the commanders awaiting their reactions.
"Well then, this makes thing much easier." one of the commanders declared. "Corporal Giroro we shall give this Pekoponian full citizenship if she agrees to undergo training to join the army. As well as enter into a binding contract of matrimony with you." The commander declared, the rest of them nodding in agreement.
"Wait are you saying, I'm free to go if I join your military and… Marry Giroro?" Natsumi asked looking at her little red lover, who was quickly turning redder.
"Yes, that is exactly what we are saying. A contract of matrimony will tie you not just to the planet Keron, but also it's people." the commander explained.
"All the more likely you'll be to fight like any other soldier in the army, maybe even more so." another chimed in.
"We shall go and prepare our paperwork to have you given full citizenship and enstate you in the army. You will be staying in the military camp for training so we shall worry about accommodations later." the commander said as they prepared to return to their other duties.
"Oh and do try to decide on a wedding date before too long, alright?" One of them teased as they left down the corridor.
Giroro and Natsumi stood holding hands and blushing deeply in astonishment long after they had left, eventually they both fell to the floor laughing and rolling around.
"I can't believe it! Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined this outcome!" Giroro roared loudly in his laughter. Natsumi's cheery laugh accompanying his. They slowly settled down and looked at each other, wide smiles on their faces. They stared deeply into each other's eyes. Gently they kissed one another, slowly and deeply. They began to grow more passionate as they kissed one another more and more. Natsumi lay on her back as Giroro gazed upon her from above. They panted slightly between each tender kiss.
"I know I lost everyone I know and care about, but I'm lucky to have this outcome and I'm more than happy to be with you Giroro." She caressed his scarred cheek. "I love you Giroro."
"I love you too Natsumi. I don't deserve to have you as my wife." He closed his eyes tight with regret.
"Don't think about it. I forgive you because I know how you feel." Natsumi hushed him before giggling suddenly. "I never dreamed of being someone's wife so soon. It's a bubbly feeling."
Giroro smiled at her and leaned in for another kiss. The passion and excitement grew once again.
"I soiled your body last time. Would you give me a second chance to love you properly?" Giroro looked into Natsumi's eyes pleading for any forgiveness. She smiled softly.
"So love me." She giggled lightly at his shocked expression growing with excitement.
"I swear I'll be gentle." Giroro kissed her on the lips once more before trailing down her cheek and neck. Natsumi closed her eyes and indulged in the flood of pleasure. She could feel the difference from last time. His touch was softer as he trailed down. He was considerate when he helped remove her white dress.
Natsumi gasped with delight as Giroro slid his tongue along her breast. He focused slowly, almost teasingly, over her nipple. He listened to her moans and whimpers praying he wouldn't hear the ones from pain. While she was distracted he glanced down at her pelvic region craving for a chance to make it feel blissful. The echoes of her cries rang out in his head.
"Giroro." Natsumi moaned. Her soft voice cleared Giroro's head and allowed him to enjoy the moment. He felt the pressure that rose the time before but knowing that she gave her consent stirred a different burning lust inside. He allowed his member to extend completely as he savored the taste of Natsumi's skin. Natsumi opened her eyes to see him so focused but he left himself unattended. Curiosity grew and she decided to give her new idea a try.
"What's wrong?" Giroro asked as Natsumi sat up.
"Lay down Giroro." Natsumi coaxed her partner down as she looked him over with glazed eyes. "It's true you did wrong me before, so let me dominate you this time."
"N-Natsumi you don't hav-aaa." Giroro gasped with the new sensation as Natsumi licked the very tip of his member. She giggled at his new expression. His eyes were shut tight and his jaw was clenched. His arms trembled behind him as they tried to support his weight. Natsumi continued to lick down the side before finally sliding him straight into her mouth. Giroro's voice wavered with sighs and gasps as he felt the soft and moist touch. Natsumi lifted her head to speak clearly but wrapped her delicate fingers around him to keep him stimulated.
"Giroro, has anyone ever touched you like this before?" Natsumi asked. He seemed too sensitive when she was handling him. She blushed at the awkward words. She never talked about sexual things before. "Have you even done this for yourself?"
"No. I was never really interested in such emotional things. I know everything about it of course but no, I've never really experienced it before you. You are my first Natsumi." Giroro opened one eye to show he was sincere but couldn't help the waves of tender bliss building up with her touch. Natsumi smiled again happy to have that much from the one who took hers. She crawled forward and with the hand cradling his member, guided him to her entrance. She slid down slowly making sure to avoid him from touching the most sore parts of her.
They both gasped and moaned until they had gone as close together as they could. Natsumi allowed the pleasure in this time and was overwhelmed by the burning sensation inside of her. Giroro's member seemed to pour heat straight through her. She moved slightly just to feel him more. Giroro collapsed from the immense pleasure enveloping him. They were swept up by the currents of passion and love; following each little impulse.
Natsumi could feel beads of sweat drip down her skin as she moved faster. She bounced her hips quickly, lost in the buzzing addiction in her body. Giroro grunted louder and heavier. His body reached a boiling temperature as he grew closer to exploding.
"Na-Natsumi…" He moaned as his body twitched. He felt Natsumi's juices around him, dripping from her moist core.
"Ahh, Giroro. I'm going to, aahhhh!" Natsumi cried out as she reached her climax. Her flesh pulsed and twitched to her rapid heartbeat. Giroro's eyes rolled to the back of his head in reaction to the new sensation. Even though Natsumi stopped moving, her cumming core still throbbed against him bringing him to the edge. He dared to thrust into her once only to forget how close he really was and slipped over.
He bolted up to grab hold of Natsumi's hips as he fell fast into burning white ecstasy. He gasped for breath as he shot bursts of his cream inside, filling Natsumi to the brim. Natsumi collapsed onto the floor beside Giroro. Her eyes were wide as she felt what Giroro left drip out. Giroro's breath didn't slow as he began to freak out.
"I'm sorry. I-I'm so sorry Natsumi. I didn't mean to." He draped one arm over his eyes.
"It's fine Giroro." Natsumi brought him close to her chest and hushed him. "It's fine." She repeated.
They both exhaled loudly and lay for many silent moments. Giroro relaxed as he listened to Natsumi's heart beat. It seemed so soft and delicate, but he knew how strong it was. He tested it to it's limits and failed to break it.
"So, Giroro." Natsumi whispered. "When should we get married?"
"If it were up to me I wouldn't force you to marry me so soon but I think that it best be as soon as possible." Giroro sat up and smiled at her. "But this may take you some time to adjust to our wedding style and traditions."
"I'm sure it won't take too long. How hard could it be?" Natsumi picked herself up and began to comb her hair with her fingers.
"I'm trying to give you as much time as possible." Giroro grew dark. "I already took you from your home and then I-. I don't want to force you into anything anymore."
"Do I seem like the kind of girl who can be forced into anything?" Natsumi teased.
"You got me there." Giroro smiled. "I love you Natsumi."
"I love you too Giroro." Natusmi wrapped her arms around Giroro and gave him another was not long before the two of them drifted gently into a soft slumber, dreaming of the strange new possibilities their future now held.
Natsumi awoke first, her mouth dry and her lips chapped. She arose from the bed gently so as not to disturb Giroro whilst she went to fetch something to quench her thirst. She threw her dress back on before heading over to the table. Giroro continued to slumber while she made traditional Japanese tea. She was nearly silent the entire time, the now familiar aroma of the tea could have been the only thing that awoke the sleeping Giroro. He rolled over under the blankets, half hanging out of the bed, one of his arms lay horizontally in front of his chest.
"Tell me you made enough for two?" he muttered as he rubbed his still tired eyes. She walked over to him and handed him a cup of tea smiling the whole way.
"Of course, you never tend to sleep later than I do so I figured you would be awake before too long." she chuckled softly. They sat in silence for a while, Giroro having finally dragged himself from the bed to sit traditional Japanese style across from Natsumi. Eventually she broke the silence.
"Sleep well?" she asked simply. He blushed slightly remembering the previous night's events.
"Very." he muttered. She giggled for a few moments, the melody taking his breath away.
"Good. As did I." she smiled again before siping more of her tea.
"It won't be long now till we both leave this place." Giroro spoke fondly of the days spent in the cell that had quickly become her home.
"Once the higher ups finish the transfer paperwork we'll be moved out of this place. You'll probably go to the training barracks and I will either be stationed at my next assignment…." he paused for a moment, figuring where the decisions of his commanding officers could lead him in such a short time.
"Or they may have me start preparing the details of our life together." he looked her in the eyes, the potential of their future together bringing a light to his eyes like no other.
"Let's hope it's the latter of the two. I much prefer knowing that things are being placed in order than worry about not being able to see you if you are stationed elsewhere." Natsumi smiled back at him, this time a beaming smile of joy.
Giroro had been correct about their remaining time in that cell being short. Only a few hours after they had awoken Giroro received a call via transponder to vacate the holding cell with the new recruit.
Natsumi was brought to a military camp in the eastern region of Keron, Giroro was given some time of leave to prepare for their wedding ceremony to come later. Natsumi was greeted by a typical drill sergeant that was a tad too difficult to take seriously considering his size.
"Alright Tadpole!" he greeted her "You'll be here with me for a month and a half! That means for that time you will answer to me! You will do as I say, when I say, and exactly how I say it. Do I make myself clear Tadpole!" the drill sergeant sounded off and Natsumi gave her immediate response whilst hiding a chuckle.
"Sir, yes sir." Natsumi responded. It was going to be a long month and a half. After the sergeant dismissed her she headed off to her bunk in the barracks. She was alone in a small tent. the bed was ragged, but sturdy enough not to make her complain. When she was dropped off at the encampment she had been informed that she would be undergoing a personalized regimen and would therefore be undergoing her training alone. She didn't mind, many Keronians would not be pleased to see a former slave being trained to defend their people on the battlefield.
Natsumi was taken to different terrains each day and tested in the worst conditions; holding her breath for long periods underwater (this was intensely looked after because she couldn't breath underwater like a tadpole or hold her breath nearly as long as a Keronian without a lot of practice.) trudging through forests, swamps, and jungles, as well as basic maneuver training in each location. Every step of the way the drill sergeant hollered at her back and irritated her to push forward till she could almost swear her bone marrow ached. She was drilled till every Keronian military battle formation and procedure was as familiar to her as her own name.
On her final days of training she engaged in hand to hand combat and practice scenarios against her superior officers. Her potential as a fighter burned straight from her heart into her actions as a soldier, pushing her forward with raw skill and prowess. It was hard grueling work, but when she reached the end she knew that she would never be more appreciative of the skills and strength given to her by such hard training. In the end she passed with honors, and was assigned to work guard duty until she could slowly move up the ranks to higher status in the military, and in the Keronian society.
-To Be Continued…