New friends and a bout of mischief

Sam was pissed at the Lieutenant. His intrusion was rude, distasteful and idiotic in its reasoning. What could he possibly want to meet with her and Six for? A better question was; could she even stand up? Well, she'd find out in a moment.

She looked about their bed, her hair flowing in each and every direction that she moved in. She spotted the underwear that Six had set out for her on the coffee table and made to get up and crawl on her hands and knees, her rear up in the air as she quickly bowed her long body to rest her head on her arms in order to stave off the pain coming from her groin and spine. The dull ache in her nether regions wasn't as bad as she'd feared, but her spine was another story.

She groaned and rocked her hips gently from side to side, feeling the 'pop' of her lower back. Relief settled into her gut at the ache dulling slightly, her spine felt like it'd been rammed in by a truck. Oh wait, she was sort of rammed into; and with that knowledge, she couldn't keep the knowing smile from her face as she remembered last night's activities. She let her head roll to her right and looked at the alien that was watching her with his head tilted, right next to her side. She gave him a smile and a wink before attempting to sit up, and with effort she managed to do just that.

Six was quick to help her by holding her hips, his body behind hers and curling around her on his haunches, and to make his self more comfortable, he moved his raging cock underneath her buttocks and through her moist folds to rest below her warmth. He hissed in satisfaction at her sitting on him calmly, and when she reached back to hold onto his head to stroke him gently, he gave an upward thrust to rub his veined cock against her velvety folds.

She moaned and rocked back on him, her thoughts clouded over with heated arousal.

"Siiiix..." she drawled out his name and caressed his raven black crown as her back arched as she felt the head of his cock almost heading straight into her tight, wet heat. She groaned again, her head falling back against his shoulder as he rubbed down her body. Clawed hands stroked over pert breasts with stiff nipples, down ribs and into the flat of her belly before falling further to her thighs, stroking down the creamy length. She arched further, her thighs lifting her upwards and parting instinctively to try and coax him further into her wet heat, and he followed with his stiff erection.

He pressed inside, his movement slow and deliberate. Teasing and making her want him more was his goal, and that one factor seemed to be working for him as she pressed back into him with a keening whine that just screamed for him to bend her back over and have his way with her, but he held firm, his control was minimum, but it was there.

He hissed as he nibbled on her shoulder, nipping at the delicate skin there before moving upwards towards her neck. He bit down hard, renewing his mating mark once more and growled around the skin in his large jaws, his inner maw slipping out and nibbling from within making her arch and moan some more.

Sam gripped his head with her small hands, her body moving as she rocked with him, into him. Dragging him deeper into the recesses of her very being and moaning all the while. She could feel the pressure building once more, her head lolling back and to the left to allow him better more room for his mating mark. She loved it when he marked her, it made her feel wanted and loved; and within a world where she was seen as prey, she was glad for this factor.

"Six, "she whispered as she attempted to pull back and away from him, her body reacting in a positive manner when he wouldn't let go and sucked on the wounded flesh.

The moan that escaped her lips was beautiful; a low undertone with a small hitch in her breathing that made her voice slightly higher pitched. He could feel her attempting to clench her walls around the head of his engorged member, his hips gyrating at the mere concept of what she was doing. He gave another hiss of satisfaction as she rolled her hips back, taking more and more of him in as she went.

He brushed his lips against the wound on her shoulder and neck and felt her wince to which he nuzzled her cheek and kissed it, a trail of saliva sliding down her cheek and falling down to her chest, onto her right breast and around the curve of it to the cleavage. He watched it go and figured that he'd had enough of the torture his body was enduring and gently placed a hand on her stomach and the other on her chest as he slowly lowered her down to the bed, curling around her body in a serpent like manner and hissed in warning when she attempted to stay upright rather than bend down further. He trailed the hand from her stomach up and around her hip and then to her buttocks, he squeezed and made a sharp snapping notion with his hips, and of course he heard her hiss in pain so he stopped and waited for her to adjust to his length once more.

Sam was never going to get used to this, having him cradled so deeply inside her, touching many buttons that even she had no knowledge of having and so much more than just sensation coursed through her very being. Always the performer was Six, never one to disappoint her whether it be in battle of bed, she knew that the latter was instinctive to him and that she was pretty shallow for thinking it, but it was a compliment to him after all. There weren't many people who could say they had an orgasm their first time having sex, especially when with another life form.

Her eyes widened and she could feel a small amount of drool fall from the side of her mouth as she felt him move, and not in way that she was expecting. Was he twitching inside her? Oh sweet Jesus, she felt that vein, hitting the top of her tight walls and gave a moan in utter pleasure. Her body felt like it was on fire, and it was his entire fault, and the best part of this was that she wasn't going to have to share him either.

She gave a high pitched squeal when he did thrust, in, out, in, out. Sensation, shlick, pleasure, pain, ecstasy, and in that exact order was what had her spurting her juices around him with her first orgasm, which she knew was not to be her last. She bit her lip when she felt the organ dive right back in and then out. Clawed hands clasped onto her breasts and gently kneaded as he felt her tense around him, his black head falling onto her left shoulder, avoiding the one with the mating mark.

He hissed and quickly withdrew his weeping organ from her confines and felt the compelling urge to enter her and fuck her into the nest once more when she whimpered and said his name in a breathy whisper of pleasure. He held himself back from that and gently coaxed her onto her side, facing the door and tilted his head at the position. It looked like a good idea, she looked nice lying on her side, her breasts on show and the mere thought of being caught taking what was his was exciting him to no end. The only question is; is she flexible enough? She most probably would be, and if not, he'd go with his original plan to put her on her back and fuck her that was instead.

He moved forward, his cock jumping at the idea of discovering this new position and using it on his mate. He was feeling adventurous today, and with that thought, he lifted her right leg and held her ankle up in the air at a ninety degree angle and moving to look at her face for any pain. She was looking a little disorientated, but she didn't look like she was in too much pain, albeit a little confused.

He gave his version of an alien's chuckle and hissed in satisfaction when he pushed forward, pressing inside her core and feeling her clench around him almost painfully. She was so tight in that position that he could almost feel himself burst then and there, although he held back from such a thing and made a mental note that when in certain positions, her body was much tighter and wetter. He gave a very alien like sigh and sunk in further, his base touching the soft folds. His hand that was holding her leg up let go and hooked it over his shoulder instead, which actually lifted her from the bed itself and positioned her buttocks in the air.

She bit her lip due to the positions intensity, her eyes closed as she attempted to slow her breathing. She had never felt so full before, he was filling her so much that she felt that her body would burst, but she knew better than to think of it, but if it wasn't true, then why did he feel bigger? She gave a moan when he started moving and quickly moved her right hand to clasp onto his own which was trailing up her body slowly, mapping out every single inch of her skin in a dizzying attempt to learn her inside and out.

"Oh, Six." She keened in a high pitched voice, her whole body going slack as he worked her slowly.

His head turned to the leg that was over his shoulder and he kissed the delicate skin with renewed fervour. He could feel his climax building up, his member swelling with the amount of cum that was sure to break through the confines of his being and burst to cover her insides in a sticky white mess. His seed, something she accepted with no problems, was something that he was happy for. He was glad that she accepted it, took it all from him, and even if it did drip out due to the amount of it-

He was cut off by Sam unhooking her leg from over his shoulder and he quickly moved down with her body, his member following in an attempt to not hurt her. He hissed down at her angrily, asking her 'what-were-you-thinking?' in the only way he knew how, and when she looked up at him with those eyes of want and need, he felt himself bristle at the amount of control that he had to use. He hissed again and leaned down, her now lying on her back and he waited for her to say what she wanted since she took a breath to speak.

"I wanted to see your face." She admitted with the most innocent face she could muster, her eyes sparkling at the mere thought of actually seeing his face when he'd orgasm for her.

He felt his shoulders slacken at her small confession and moved just over her face, displaying his face to her in its full intensity and bent his head lower to kiss her gently.

The two lovers didn't notice the unwelcomed 'hiss' of the door as it flew open, three guards that consisted of Simon, Chris and Jodie stood there, mouth agape as the couple continued on with their kissing.

Jodie gave an unholy scream and quickly hid herself from the view beside the door, while looking up at the ceiling and holding her mouth with her palm, trying not to lurch at the sheer thought of the two kissing and having sex right in front of them. She did a double take, looking in the room again and saw Six having a full on staring contest; with Simon.

"What the fuck?" Simon said with a shake of his head as he lowered the pistol he was holding. He looked to Chris who was just standing there with wide eyes. "Chris, I told you, those things are no good." He said while pointing at the alien with a small smirk.

Chris looked at Simon and grimaced at him before flipping him off and walking out to stand next to Jodie who was watching the exchange between human and alien, male to male.

Simon looked back to Sam and Six, the two looking at him. Sam was attempting to cover herself and tried to maintain some form of modesty, but that boat had passed, he'd seen her in all her naked glory when he and Chris first saw her in the locker room. He felt himself flush at the mere thought of what the two were doing and closed his eyes while pinching the bridge of his nose, noticeably annoyed and embarrassed by the situation.

"Well, you two took about twenty five minutes, so we were a little bit worried... and curious... But never mind that, hurry up because Lieutenant Jones will be annoyed to no shit when he finds out you two were late 'cause you decided to play nookie." Simon spoke hesitantly while backing out and shutting the door once more.

Sam and Six were once again left in their room to contemplate on what just happened, one still horny and the other slightly turned on.

Sam looked to Six with a blush and pushed herself up onto her elbows and gave him a small smile which indicated her nervousness of the situation they were currently in, and with Six still as hard as a rock, and no doubt in a state of arousal, she felt the wave of embarrassment wash over her in a wave. This was something that was much unexpected of Six; he didn't seem like the type to get turned on by being caught or by people possibly watching them, so it was very surprising when he did in fact start moving within her once more.

She quickly grabbed a hold of Six around the neck and held on for her life as she was brought under the waves of pure ecstasy and almost drowned with the amount of sensation that hit her all at once, and just like a smack in the face, she fell over that cliff's edge of love and pure pleasure filled lust. Her head was clouded with her pleasure receptors jumping and bouncing all around her body, her fingers tingling, her toes curling and her back arching in that way that she knew Six liked so much.

"Ah, ah, ah!" she exclaimed while she came down from her high, and as she did, she could feel and see Six as he arched his back with all the flexibility that his kind was known for and felt his load shoot into her core and coat her insides.

She gasped as she felt the hot spray hit her insides and dribble down her backside in a small version of a waterfall, and probably trickle and form a puddle on the bed spread. She let go of the alien and just flopped backwards with her hair falling like frenzy around her head and body, her hands falling to rest on her stomach as she panted gently to herself. She closed her eyes in an attempt to steady her racing heart, but had to open them when she felt Six's head fall to her stomach and hands, drool escaping his lips as he hissed in satisfaction at having to screw her once more.

She gently stroked the aliens head in an attempt to sate him of his want to sleep, and then she pushed on his head so that he'd fall and slump to her right and pulled her with him, still connected at the hips and between. She felt him huff a breath on her forehead as he pulled her into him, intent on going to sleep and missing the meeting with the Lieutenant.

A pinch on his hip told him what Sam thought of that idea though, and with all the reluctance of a new born babe trying new things, he unsheathed himself from her warmth and flopped onto his side in a playful 'dead' gesture.

"C'mon Six, you're the one who started it, and if I have to suffer, then so do you." She told the alien as she rolled to her left and attempted to lift herself from the bed, her form stumbling as she ambled her way to her feet and held fast to the small chair to steady her.

When she got the feeling back in her legs, she gave the alien a nudge with her foot and placed her hands on her hips while glaring down at Six with a look of playful annoyance.

"Siiix~" She said in a sing-song way, "if you get up now, you can sleep all you want when we get back." She tempted the alien with things she knew he'd like, but she also had to seal the deal with something else too, which she knew well. "And," she kneeled down with one knee touching the floor in a sort of crouch and cupped her hands around her mouth before putting them to where she figured his ear might have been, "you can have me up against the wall, no interruptions, and only when we get back." She whispered to him seductively, and she knew it worked because he instantly lifted his head and stood up on all fours. She smiled at his reaction. "Good, now, c'mon." she said while quickly putting on the clothes that were given to her.

-X-X-X-

After the two finally left the room and Sam asked Jodie for a bobble to tie her hair back with and receiving an elastic band instead, they headed down to the room where they were to be meeting with the Lieutenant and he was not happy with the amount of time that was 'wasted' by their messing around with each other.

Simon, being the kiss ass of the group, explained to the Lieutenant the situation that Sam and Six were in upon entering the room after twenty five minutes, and then explained their need to 'finish up' so to speak, and by then, Sam was a quivering mess of embarrassment and annoyance.

Who was he to be sharing their private affairs with the rest of the world, and the whole time he looked even worse because he was pointing out his reluctance to actually leave the two alone and just help them out and into the hallway himself. He didn't brush upon this possibility with her and Six, no, probably to save his own hide. Sam was angry and felt utterly humiliated with the way that things were turning out at that moment in time, nothing was worth that torture.

Her and Six were told to leave with the knowledge that they were to turn up at his office when he asked of them, and of course Simon was being an ass and piping in about their relationship being sick and such. Then he had the audacity to move on to a group of men and down into the mess hall, laughing all of the way about how he'd seen Sam's 'orgasm face'.

Sam felt like she'd been stepped on at that point and Six must have picked up on it too, since he was hanging by her side and hissing in warning at Simon. He looked about ready to pounce, but Jodie beat him to it; and with a look of surprise on Sam's part; Jodie stepped in front of Simon and shouted profanities at him, and Sam was grateful that someone was sticking up for her at least, and Six of course.

"Who the fuck do you think you are Simon?" Jodie asked the man angrily, "you better shut your face before I create another fucking hole you prick!" She looked about ready to do it too, her fists bunched and one shaking at him. Chris was holding her back, literally off of the ground as she kicked and thrashed at him. "Let me at the fucker, he doesn't have the right to humiliate people like that!" She shouted while kicking her legs in a wheel spin motion, trying to get a good one in on Simon. "You're not a man, you're a fucking asshole!"

A resounding slap forced silence to enter the once animatedly talking room, and Sam and Six were looked at, all eyes on them as the two were looking to Simon who had actually raised his hand to Jodie and slapped her right across the face.

Jodie was silent, not a peep out of her for a few moments, and then finally, her head moved slowly, much like something you'd see out of a slow motion bit of a horror movie and she made eye contact, her look sharp and angry.

"What the fuck?" She asked slowly, her head turning so that she could click it in a rather scary way. "You slapped me, I can't believe it... You slapped me." She repeated more to herself than to him.

Once she'd stopped her thrashing, Chris had loosened his grip on her and just rested his arms around her waist, hell bent on keeping her out of trouble since he knew that she could be a hand full at times.

Simon smirked at her and this fuelled her anger once more, and she went for him again, Chris hot on her heels, lifting her and making her unable to, and when Simon lifted his hand once more he had 150 pounds of alien on him, hissing and dribbling on his face. Instantly the room lit up like a laser show, all red beams, green and all were on Six.

Sam took a step forward and was surprised when some fell on her as well, and she stood stock still, not wanting to provoke the men any further.

"Put your guns down." Chris ordered them all, his voice stern and professional, and then all let their weapons fall, although reluctantly.

One soldier even piped up with a; "But, Sir..." and was cut off by a serious death glare from Chris to whom they shut up and moved away towards some others that were standing in the corner.

"Six, you have to back off of him, Bud." He told the Xenomorph with a small, quiet nod in the alien's direction.

Six gave Chris a glance and then turned to Simon slowly, his head falling low and his inner mouth popped out to threaten him before he pulled back and off of him, joining his mate once again and standing at her side at full height to ward off the other males.

Jodie was thankful for the alien and gave him a thumbs up and a smile, to which was returned by him and making her chuckle with a shake of her head. She broke free of Chris' grip which was rather reluctant and she looked down to the man with a smirk.

"Now you see, I have friends in very high places." She clicked her tongue at him with a wink before walking off to Sam and Six while gesturing with her hand to a nearby table.

Six picked Sam up and actually walked with her in his arms, although it was strange for him to do so, she wasn't going to complain, after all, there was a nasty ache in her spinal column that she wished would just go away.

-X-X-X-

As the two settled down on the table, eating food and socializing (trying in Six's case), they managed to make two more friends; Spike and Raphael.

Spike was a weapons specialist and one of the newest recruits to join the armed forces, and apparently, was the best gunner in their whole division. He wasn't one of the tallest men, standing at a good 5"8 and weighing 140lbs he didn't look like much, but he was enough when holding a gun. Raphael was another story, 6"2 and a shocking 168lbs; let's just say that you wouldn't like to run into him. He looked solid as well, so he looked like he could pack a punch, even though he was more long distance shooting than anything.

"So, Raph, what do you think about our newest guest?" Asked a smirking Jodie with her head rested in her palm.

He looked up from his own tray of food and shrugged. "I personally think it's a good idea to have 'im around." He admitted half heartedly and gave a gruff chuckle at his next sentence: "And he'd make a good battering ram for our forced entrance into the Hive for certain."

At that, Six looked up and hissed. Even though he no longer owed his life to the Queen, he still felt the undying urge to protect his Majesty in any way possible; even if it meant he'd die by his own brothers and sisters from straying in the process of attempting, he'd still at least try. He forgot about a certain young woman who was sat next to him for a moment, his tail swishing in an irritable fashion to the mere thought of being a pawn in their scheme to take down his Queen's Hive.

Sam placed a small, delicate hand onto his arm in an attempt to calm him. It was also a sweet reminder that he had others to protect now, he didn't serve the Queen any longer; and yet he still felt the horrible urge to protect her. He looked to the girl next to him and gave a hiss straight into her face, one that came off as defensive in its own right and Sam backed away, not expecting such a reaction from him, and fell, unceremoniously out of her seat and onto the floor, her feet hooked underneath the table top and her legs up on the chair.

Six stiffened at her reaction before quickly moving away from the table in order to help her out of her current position, as silly as the whole ordeal was, and he really wished to laugh at her; he knew he shouldn't since she was surprised, scared of him for a moment, and he knew that he'd have to reassure her that he wouldn't let anyone harm her again since she probably thought that he was once again turning back to his Queen.

He moved her up into the seat once more and sat next to her, his legs up and resting under him so that he was on his haunches next to her, and the added weight made the bench give a nervous creak. He pulled her to him, his legs open and quickly settled himself on the bench, straddling it instead since he figured that would be more comfortable for her and pulled her into his body, her side brushing the many edges of his rib cage almost painfully.

He nuzzled her head gently in an attempt to console her, to ward off the evil thoughts that he was betraying her for something he'd served and had to share with others. He bristled at the mere thought of having to share her as he once did the Queen, she was pretty much a whore in the respect of breeding, and he was always one of the chosen, and many a time he said no, and again and again, it would come onto him like a venereal disease. But it always had the others breeding with her in the end, and this brought a sense of satisfaction to him, since he was pretty much a closed off book to the Queen, sure she'd known him a long while, but there were things that she knew nothing about. For example, the human that lay in his arms calmly, her body relaxing against his wasn't always like this, she was once afraid and wouldn't allow him to carry her, much less hold her in an embrace like he was now. It was so loving and peaceful to hold her like this, nothing in the world was strong enough to tear them apart, at least it felt like that to him. He felt very much, once again, like a woman.

He let her settle there and watched as she picked at the small bowl of fruit she'd been given, and then sip at her hot drink which smelt utterly sweet, almost sickly so.

He looked up when one of the men spoke, the one he recognised as Spike.

"He treats her like she's some..." he noticed the alien was looking at him, daring him to say anything more. "Form of lover or something." He said to Raphael who nodded in agreement.

Six snorted. Was it not obvious for them to see that it was exactly like that? Bloody idiots wouldn't know a couple if it bit them in the backside. Oh, now that was a thought. He felt a smirk come to his alien face at the mere thought of biting that Simon's ass since he was such a bastard to his lovely girl. He could feel Sam breathing, every breath coming out in short and quiet puffs of air, warm and moist. That mouth was heaven around his-

He felt Sam smack his arm at his body's reaction to his thoughts, apparently picking up on what he was thinking immediately and hissed down at her suggestively, at least to him anyway.

She shook her head up at him, not really wanting to offend him in any way, but she wasn't in the mood to have sex with him at the moment, not even to perform oral on him, or him on her. Oh, wait. That did sound particularly nice to her actually, she could feel his hands all over her body once more, picking and choosing his own pace for whatever he was preparing her for, probably a good bout of sex again. That did sound nice.

Six looked down at her and tilted his head somewhat, indicating that he could smell and hear the rapid change in her hearts beat. He hissed at her again, wondering if she'd changed her mind, and was thoroughly disappointed when she went straight back to her food, eating the pieces of fruit slowly, as if to bide time. The little minx was teasing him, her eating slow deliberately. He gave a hiss at her and almost made to stand and leave out the door with her, but he was quite surprised when she down her drink and stood up herself.

She blushed while announcing their departure and made her way out of the room, calling Six as she went.

-X-X-X-

UGH! This chapter nearly killed me; took me bloody ages to update this freaking thing. I wrote this chapter a good five times before settling with this one, a random burst of smut at the beginning, and a nice sort of ending for you all. Maybe some more smut in the next chapter? I dunno, I'm reading more Predator fics that Aliens nowadays wince there aren't many with AlienxHuman relationships in them (At least not on ) Anyone know where I can find more?

I was also wondering if some people would like to add some ideas to my story, I dunno what you guys really want see, and I wish for my readers to get involved with the plot and experience what they wanna see. So, have a think about it and post your ideas either in a review (of if you'd rather) by PM.

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