Passion
As soon as Sam was in the room, Six had managed to strip her of her clothes, oh sorry, tore off her clothes with his claws and then had her right up against a wall. Her body in a protective embrace within his arms as he lifted her by her buttocks, his aching member pressed so finely against her heated core.
A look of surprise sits on Sam's face as she's roughly pushed back against the wall, the ache in her spine coming back tenfold, but she was too turned on to care. Sex with him wasn't always going to be rough was it? She hoped not, but it wasn't like she minded. She kind of liked being pushed, no, slammed up against a wall with an overly horny alien pressed between her legs. Almost threatening her with his intentions to mate her where she was.
She bit her lip in anticipation of what he was about to do, would he just enter her from here and seat himself there to have his hips moving beneath her, having her bouncing up and down on top of him with the sheer force of his actions. Oh man, she could feel her face heat up at the mere thought of being thoroughly fucked right then and there, and moaned when he just so happened to attack her throat with powerful jaws. Lip sucking, razor sharp teeth and then claws all over her body, claws against her navel, thigh, and stomach and then up to her chest; breasts fondled, wet kisses, strong, powerful, lustful. All these emotions seemed to radiate off of him like an over active heater, highly dangerous and with the intention to destroy. She could feel her folds, wet and wanton, squishing sounds rolling through the room to echo in her ears, threatening to burst an ear drum. She moaned and tilted her head back, his mouth working her collar bone, chest and shoulders.
Six quickly moved, his member quickly sealing himself to her, enlarging within her, giving her plenty of tell tale signs that he had lost control. Nothing beat the feeling of her wet folds encasing him, embracing tightly as if she were a natural life source, which was inevitably true. He wanted to protect her, from those hormone induced males of her own species, his own anger driven race and his Queen. He wanted to breed her, have little human/alien cross breeds, have her be the mother to his pups. Ugh! He needed her like he needed air, he felt an underlying connection, nothing like the commitment he had to his Queen. His Queen, yes that suited her, Sam was his Queen now; his lover, his friend, his passion.
He gave a guttural hiss as he thrusted deep and strong inside of her confines, noting the way she clenched. So she liked it rough, well, he could certainly give her that if she so wished. He bit and held onto her throat, his teeth sinking in enough to draw blood and once again renew his mating mark. He heard her gasp and felt her grope at him, grabbing and holding onto his arms tight as he continued his erratic thrusting. He was so close, so close to making her orgasm, he could smell it, feel it, and it was all his; his to take care of, his to love and cherish with his very being. He wouldn't let another person touch her, not in a million years.
He grabbed a hold of her thighs and quickly placed them onto his shoulders, giving himself more access to backside, squeezing harshly and rocking his hips still, noticing the position brought him further into her. He hissed and almost shrieked when she gave a scream of her own pleasure, climaxing all in one quick motion; walls clenching, heating up, and burning him as they tried to suck his orgasm from his own source.
He arched into a perfect curve; his back pushing his hips forward as he bent to lengths only his kind would be able to and quickly snapped back up when he felt his orgasm tear through him; high and mighty, like a mountain, white liquid heat flowing through his veins and ending at the base of his tail. He snapped forward in one fluid motion, attempting to keep her upright while he came down from his high and failed miserably as his own knees buckled from under him; his hand cradling her head as they slid down the wall and he pulled her away from it to keep her head safe and leave his member inside her, still pumping his seed into her.
His seed, his natural source giver.
He realised gravely that he'd been breeding her this whole time, keeping himself in the top of her ranks in order to hear her scream, was almost forcing his pups on her. He sure as hell hoped that she'd understand why he did it; he was in love with her after all.
-X-X-X-
Sam gave a tired sigh as she laid on top of her alien, her hands working all over his abdomen lazily. She enjoyed the moments of quiet at the end of intimacy since it brought around a new kind of intimate; one of love and peace. Sure, she loved the mind blowing sex that came before it, but nothing beat these moments.
She felt him shivering, his body reacting to her ministrations positively, maybe he was ticklish there? Nah, he was on his sides though, and she made a mental note to dig her fingers in a little more, trying to stave off the ticklish sensation that he would feel. She smiled when he let out a breathy sigh, the warm moisture from the action sifting through her hair to gather a light sweat on her brow. Damn he was warm, and after a playful romp, he was even more so than normal.
She kissed his chest gently, her lips just a tender brush, feather light but as sweet as a ripe peach. She gave him a gentle nuzzle and let her head just rest on him, her cheek pressed against the bones of his chest, prodding her cheek almost uncomfortably but she made no move. Not when she was so comfortably placed upon him.
Her breath hitched when she felt the alien run his clawed hands up and down her back, his claws were gentle but caught on some of her skin and left small scratches in his wake. Small droplets of blood, she could feel them, trickling, dribbling to the side of her body in small rivulets. No sense of harm was radiating off of Six in any way, which made Sam feel better about bleeding onto the bedding beneath her. Relaxing and therapeutic were definitely the words for what Six was doing to her at that moment in time, and nothing at all could have ruined the moment of pure tenderness.
His hand moved down to the cleft in her ass, his long finger dipping in and then back out which made Sam move her bottom half away from him in embarrassment. He hissed in a playful manner, her reaction putting excitement back into his veins. Her crotch was placed snugly on the top of his knee, rubbing and warming his skin in a way that sent fire straight through him, and the scent of her spike of arousal only added to the heat.
He growled at her in warning when she tried to move away from him to lie away from him, and instantly grabbed her into his arms and held her to him. His knee following her every move in an attempt to keep himself rubbing against her core to heat her up for another round of mating.
She attempted to push herself away from him once more, to which he only held on tighter to her, closer and closer until she was pressed flush against him; arching into his body. "Wait, Six. I can't." She pleaded with him gently. "Not right now." She pushed harder on the alien's shoulders, attempting to put some distance between them. "You have to let me go Six; I have to shower badly." She told the alien while moving to push him away again.
He hissed, let her go and then stood up on all fours, his self poised in a pouncing motion.
Sam gave him a stern look, which didn't seem to deter the alien none as he slowly crawled to her in, what she deemed to be, a seductive manner. His rib cage was pressed against the soft covers of the bed and with the added heat of his breath fanning over her legs in light huffs; she couldn't help the shudder that coursed through her body in a wave. Her body trembled as he settled himself atop of her frame, his body towering over her like a predator that had caught its prey.
He lowered his face and allowed some of his saliva to drip onto her chin, and then he moved his face closer, his teeth nudging at her jaw in a manner which spoke of his intentions, and he was happy when she obliged. He dipped lower, his whole body covering hers, but he was careful not to leave the full weight of himself along her length. He could feel her body, warm as it may have been in normal circumstances, now an almost scalding sort of burn on his dark skin. His teeth, sharp as they were, left small marks all along her throat, up and down he went, his inner maw coming out to take precarious nips at her collar bone in such a way that he felt her shiver in anticipation. He hissed in delight as she instantly sagged beneath him, and then he made sure to place his growing need in between her legs and settled his own hips in between with her legs raised slightly.
She felt the haziness of her own arousal building, her head lolling from side to side as she succumbed to the electrifying nips and licks that the alien placed on her throat. She hated having to act like this, a quivering mess, no control over her body when he was all she could think about at the time. She moaned and arched her back up to him when he moved his lips over a sensitized nipple, her whole body convulsing when he did it again, and then again, and again, until finally, he latched on with his lips and took the perky bud into his mouth for a taste of her once more.
She not only moaned, but shrieked at the sheer force of his actions. It felt like liquid heat, nothing like the last few times, of course they had been amazing, but those times, she hadn't felt quite like this; like she was about to give way to the pressure building in her core and cum for the alien from just his mouth on her body.
She finally managed to compose herself and shoved the un-expecting Xeno away from her and watched as he landed off to the side, unhurt but a little bit disorientated. She quickly shuffled to her feet, brushed off her body and moved to pick up the discarded clothes from earlier.
She looked back to the alien who was hissing at her from sitting on his haunches, obviously irritated by her actions. "Well, you should have gotten off of me when I told you to, hmm?" She looked away and quickly got herself changed, stumbling a few times with the trousers. "And now, if you don't mind, I'm off to have a shower, possibly with Jodie so that we can get to know each other more." She turned to him with a firm expression, one that spoke of her determination to stick to her plan. "And you, can go and spend some time with Chris, and maybe the other two from earlier; they seemed nice enough." She said with a shrug of her shoulders and moving to the door. She paused and sighed before approaching the alien who was sat in the corner of the room, dejected. "Look, if I say I want something, I expect it to be given, as I expect with you, but I don't want you to think that all I'm here for is to be your bed partner. I've got to have a life too, and now that we've found other humans, maybe we can both get out of here, out of this hell hole and live down on earth together?" She asked him while grabbing his face and pulling him to look at her, she cupped his chin gently and smiled in the same manner.
He hissed at her in agreement and quickly nuzzled her cheek. He breathed out a sigh at her words; he wasn't only with her for breeding purposes, although it was pleasurable; he loved her dearly, wanted to protect her and provide for her. But he felt that there was no other way to really protect her since he wasn't really in any danger and neither was she, and then there was nothing to provide since all the humans provided the things that she needed already. It was so frustrating in the sense that he wanted to help, but he just couldn't with all these people with guns walking about to kill any predators that may come their way.
He quickly grabbed her around the waist, holding her to him, and waited for her to cease her struggling before rubbing her back in a comforting gesture. He gave a content hiss when she pressed her own hands to his chest and sighed herself. He buried his head in her hair, taking in her scent just for the sake of it and whined low in his throat in a sign that he didn't want to leave her on her own. He felt her quiver slightly and emit a small sound like a chuff, and realised that she was laughing at him before he pulled back slightly to look at her face; and when he was pulled forward into a passionate kiss, he felt his body heat up once more and allowed himself to be pulled deeper. Her arms around his neck, her knees bent underneath her body, bending her back a bit, his hands roaming her sides in such a sensuous way that he knew she would more than likely moan into his mouth at any moment. Oh there it was the sweet sound of her giving in to him. He gently picked her up, his hands resting on her sides as he laid her beneath him, his body hovering but not making contact with her in hopes of teasing her.
He groaned inwardly when he felt her push at his chest, pushing back and off of her to which he allowed her to do. He watched her sit up and whined again, her body looked so inviting to him, and he was having a hard time not jumping her. He whined again when she got back up, her smile still etched onto her face, gentle but firm.
She stroked the top of his head in a comforting gesture, tracing some scars along the way and backed up. "C'mon then Six, I think we should go and see Chris and everyone. See if you can stay with them, yeah?" She asked him hopefully. She knew that he was reluctant to leave her on her own, and although he was only trying to protect her, she felt that she needed none and therefore got rather annoyed with him for being some overprotective idiot in the best of times. Apart from that, she just really needed a shower, and with the company of Jodie, it should be much more enjoyable for her. To have another woman's company was nice, to talk and chat like women should be able to, and it certainly beat her showering with the men around, guns at hand and possibly peeking in at her.
She made her way toward the door and the doors swished open as she moved out, Six attaching himself to the wall and following after her.
X-X-X
The metallic walls seemed to echo the sound of her footsteps, her laces making small sounds as one in particular hit the floor and the side of her show, annoying her in the process. She shook her foot, angry at it for acting in such a way, and glared like it would solve her problem. Of course, when had that ever solved anything for her?
She noticed the other woman with her lover walking down the hall, her smile widening at the sight of her. "Sam," she paused to wave at her dramatically. Of course Sam would still be up, she and Six were probably busy getting it on again, as if she would be put off by it. Her grin broadened as she stood still, her fisted hands on her hips. "Where you off to at such a late hour?" she asked her cockily.
Sam laughed at her and walked a little faster, closing the distance almost instantly. "Just looking for you and the boys, was gonna ask 'em if Six could hang with them for the night, since I really need a shower and I was wondering if you wanted to come with?" She asked her hopefully.
Jodie grinned and looked to Six who was up on the ceiling, saliva falling from lips pulled back in a snarl, hisses of warning coming forth. "Well, I think you may need one after this morning." She said with that same smile. She nodded her head in the direction she came, her hand flowing with her enthusiastically. "Alright, it's not every day I actually get a shower buddy whose not a bloke!" She boasted while laughing.
Sam giggled at her, and looked up at Six who was following them, just trailing behind them.
He grumbled when they reached the door to the canteen once more, his body moving quickly to avoid the door slamming on his body and jumped down to sit on his haunches next to Sam. His head bumping her hand and whining once more, begging her in his own way to not leave him alone with the men and her with Jodie.
Sam smiled down at him, her gentle eyes looking him over. "You'll be fine, Six. Chris will look after you." She told him reassuringly.
He gave her ass a light slap to show her that his concern was not with him, a hiss of annoyance leaving his lips. He just didn't want her wandering off too far without him, just in case something happened to her while he was gone. He'd hate for that to happen, even with Jodie and her fire arms, she would be no match for a few of his kind, they'd be dead in moments, but he guessed that since he'd had no sign of any of his brothers and sisters anywhere, that they hadn't actually found the place and she was safe. But still.
He grumbled once more when he heard Spike and Raphael laugh from a corner table, liquids, which he'd just noticed, smelling bitter and nasty. He grimaced at the mere thought of being close to the smell, what the heck was it anyway? And why were the two men looking at him like he was prey? If anything, they should fear him since he could no doubt kill and eat them with no problem at all.
Spike was the first to stand, his form moving towards Six and Sam. His eyes meeting Jodie's; "Hey, what brings you guys down here?" he asked with a shrug of his shoulders.
Jodie grinned at him and punched his arm in greeting. "Nice to see you too, Slick, now, we need you to stay with Six while Sam and I go shower; you up for the job?" She asked the man, knowing he couldn't refuse.
Spike scoffed and crossed his arms with a cocky look on his face. "Of course, we can handle him. Maybe he can have a game of cards with us too?" He asked with a laugh, his own joke to be funny to him, but not to Jodie and Sam who both glared at him. He held up his hands in mock defence. "Alright alright, I'll babysit the alien. Jeesh." He said before looking down at the alien who was watching him with his head tilted, tail swishing behind him. "Alright then, you come and sit with us." He said while nodding to the table behind him, he looked to Jodie and nodded. "We'll send Chris a message with our talkies now, and see where he is."
Jodie nodded. "Good." She then looked to Sam. "C'mon then you, let's go and shower before the boys decide to peep." She said while moving out of the room, Sam in tow.
Spike and Raphael laughed and a resounding; "Oooh, love in the shower eh ladies?" courtesy of Raphael.
A 'V' sign from Jodie was their answer.
X-X-X
"I can't believe that you're screwing an alien." Were the first words to exit Jodie's mouth while the two prepared to shower. Jodie quickly grabbed a few things from her locker; including her pistol, towel and spare underwear for her and Sam. "It's just so... bizarre that you'd be screwing one of the enemy's soldiers, you know?" She asked while pulling out her shampoo and soap. She hadn't needed the shampoo for a long time, and often wore a bandana, but she kept it anyway, which seemed to have been a good idea. She turned to Sam who was stood with her back to her, looking at the showers. "Strip off and jump in, you don't have to wait for me." She told the girl while closing her locker.
Sam looked to Jodie and nodded. She quickly stripped herself of the boots, tank top and army trousers, and then jumped into the automatic showers, feeling the hot water sooth her aching muscles.
Jodie looked down the hall, two men stood down by the main entrance to shower rooms. She nodded and deemed it safe for herself, and since there were no cubicles, she could keep an eye on Sam. Perfect.
She placed the clothing and such on the bench, took her gun with her in the shower, better to be safe than sorry after all.
"So, how does it work exactly?" Jodie asked suddenly, her boots and trousers off and removing her tank top while talking. "I mean, I saw the size of him, and he was literally hung like a horse." She told the girl with a chuckle.
Sam blushed and gulped.
"Well, it wasn't exactly... comfortable at first, but it's just strange, so alien. It's such an attractive thing on him, the size isn't really what scares me, it's the girth at the base." She admitted shyly.
Jodie whistled low. "Yeah?" she asked. "I think you're still a virgin when it comes to human men though, hmm?" She asked the young girl with a small smile. "No need to be shy about it, you lost your virginity to him, didn't you?" she asked gently, water running down her body, soothing her own aching muscles in the process.
Sam nodded, her heart rapidly beating.
Jodie chuckled and moved to her, pulling all her hair back and measuring the length. "Damn girl, this must get on your nerves." She told Sam with a laugh. "I'll cut it up a bit if you want, maybe up to here?" She asked while moving up to just past her shoulder blades.
Sam smiled and looked back at Jodie. "Yeah, if you could do that for me, that would be nice." She admitted gently. She hated having such long hair, it always managed to get matted and knotted.
Jodie nodded and ran her hand through the tresses, catching on a knot which she worked through with her fingers. "You know, I always wanted to be a hair dresser when I was younger. Never had I thought I'd be working here, in the military." She admitted softly while rubbing Sam's back gently. "Jesus, you're so tense." She exclaimed in shock. "Loosen up woman, you need some stress relief."
Sam couldn't help the laugh that escaped her mouth at Jodie's words. How true they were. "Yeah, living here for two years can do that to a girl." She admitted sadly.
Jodie moved down, running her hands just under her breasts, feeling the ribs underneath. "It must have been horrible." She said. "Turn to me." She ordered to which Sam obliged. "If you ever need anyone to talk to, then come to me, alright?" she said while stroking Sam's hair back from her face, a gentle smile etched to her face.
Sam nodded and innocently wrapped her arms around Jodie, her face resting on her collarbone.
Jodie returned the embrace and stroked her back. "Hey Sam, you haven't felt the touch of a human before." Jodie told her with her head tilted. "Don't you like... want a family and kids?" She asked the young girl, clearly perplexed about the whole thing.
Sam looked up at her and shrugged.
"I guess I would one day." She said while looking to the floor sadly.
Jodie bit her lip. "Well, can you have Six's?" She asked innocently.
Sam blinked, she hadn't even thought of that. It seriously hadn't crossed her mind, not at all. "I-I don't know." She said with an almost terrified look on her face. "What if it ends up being a chest burster? What if I'm carrying one right now?" She asked in a panicked state.
Jodie nodded in understanding and quickly grabbed the bottle of shampoo. "We'll finish up here, and then we'll run a scan on you, to have a check, alright?" She said quickly. She lathered the shampoo in Sam's hair; much like a mother would do and quickly rinsed it.
She sure hoped Sam was wrong about chest busters'.
X-X-X
So bloody short... ¬.¬ Hope you guys enjoyed the lemon at the beginning.
No hope for me, I'm sorry, I'm trying my best. Please, someone help me with this. I've got some plot devices; all I need is someone to be my co-writer... Please? Haha. :P
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