A Meeting (Ush + Fusion)

[Ush]

He had led her to this room because he had never used it. As such, it was pretty sterile smelling.
"Right, my quarters aren't any bigger, steamer's through there, call me if you need anything."
He had just shot himself in the foot there, hadn't he? He was also sure that this would be one for the books. 'The Zeltron who didn't want to be flirted with'.

 

[Onrai]

Thank you... May I ask where the shower is? She was a bit sweaty after having given him the scare of his life. Looking in the direction he was looking, she spotted the steamer and, as he walked away, stepped into it, removing her clothes and getting a good cleandown from the water tanks.

Getting out, she reached for her clothes, but then decided against it. No one was around, after all, and she doubted the grumpy Zeltron would suddenly show up again. As such, she summoned the lightsaber to her hand and began to practice a variant of Juyo. Without clothes, she was more aerobatic, performing several skilled leaps and aerial slashes.

Hopeflly, no one would interrupt.

 

[Ush]

Ryloss headed to the cockpit and began to take off, pleased that his fuel tank was now full. Something occurred to him, so he stopped to run to Lamia's room with a page of codes for all the doors and such that she needed. He was just adding the last when he opened the door to her room.
"Here's all the codes and such that you miiii-"
He saw she was naked. He also saw she was swinging a potential WMD around the place. In his ship.
"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL F**K DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?"
Then he noticed she was naked. As in, really noticed.
"I... Ah... Em..."

 

[Onrai]

Practicing my skills with a lightsaber. What does it look like?

She noticed that he was beginning to look at her the way she knew that certain Sith did when they were considering asking to mate. On her space station, this usually involved the man and woman fighting with one another until one gained dominance. If the man did, he claimed the woman, and she submitted to him. If the woman won, she could deny him, or accept him as submissive to her. But having read about other cultures, she decided to try a different approach.

Ryloss, tell me... Do you find me attractive?

She set down the lightsaber and slowly began to walk towards him.

 

[Ush]

"Yes, in a psychopathic kind of way."
The words were out of his mouth before his muddled brain could process them. However, considering that she was standing naked in front of him, he could not comprehend he had said it.
"I... Ah... Em..."
It occurred to him that was the second time he'd said that in less than a minute. Dammit.

 

[Onrai]

Psychopatic?

She slipped right up to him, a smile on her face as she draped her arms over his shoulders.

Where I come from, the men and women fight to be mates. If the man wins, she must submit to him. If the woman wins, she may reject him, or he may submit to her. But I'm more interested in mating from your culture... Tell me more.

She held herself close to the Zeltron, her body pressed against him as her arched back kept her head several inches from his own face for the time being.

 

[Ush]

"Physcopathic: insane, emotionless, cares little for the well being of others..."
When she pressed herself up against him, no amount of mental screaming could stop his body reacting in ways he didn't want it to. He stared ahead, not looking at her.
"Well, what if the woman wanted the man? Does the same thing happen in reverse?"
Don't tell her about Zeltron mating customs... Don't tell her about Zeltron mating customs...
He didn't want to get into a bed with this woman. She'd break his back by mistake. But she was beautiful, and very willing. And Ryloss was a Zeltron. He would soon have to 'submit' himself.

 

[Onrai]

Essentially...

She gave a soft growl, a form of affection in her culture.

But I'm curious as to your own culture's mating customs. I did come to travel the galaxy and experience the nature of other worlds, did I not?

She cocked an eyebrow-stalk at Ryloss, waiting for his next move.

 

[Ush]

That growl turned Ryloss on to no end, and at this proximity she'd know it.
"My... My people don't have any rituals associated with mating. We're a mostly polygamous race. That means that marriage is rare, and when it is there, it means little in what we do."
There, that should sate her, shouldn't it? He hoped. By any gods that may exist, he hoped.

 

[Onrai]

I was referring to the act of mating itself...

She smiled, revealing her naturally sharp teeth.

Come now... There's no need to be afraid of me. What, you think I intend to break your spine?

 

[Ush]

Do you know, that's exactly what I'm afraid of.
He didn't say this, of course, what he did say was:
"I... Ah... Ah..."
Good to see you're adding some variety, slick.
"No, no, of course not."
He noticed her eye stalks. Rather than off putting, they just increased his attraction to her.

 

[Onrai]

Her smile grew as she slid behind him, slowly pulling him to the ground in a sitting position as she massaged his shoulders, sitting on her knees. She nuzzled her head into the back of his neck, inhaling his scent and pheromones as she spoke to his mind.

You... desire me, don't you?

 

[Ush]

His brain felt like it was dying. He couldn't deny it anymore: he wanted her.
"Yes."
He ran his hands down her legs, letting himself go.

 

[Onrai]

Why haven't you acted upon your urges yet?

She didn't understand these Zeltrons... Weren't they supposed to be the most sexual, hedonistic species in the galaxy? If so, why was he behaving totally unlike what she had read about them?

You're behaving quite abnormally for a Zeltron.

 

[Ush]

"You introduced yourself by pinning me against a wall. My 'urges' still come second place to my survival instinct."
He ran his hands back up her legs, settling them on her thighs.
"But I suppose blood beats all."
He turned around, so he was sitting on his knees in front of her.
"To answer your earlier question, a Zeltron's mating instinct is to have sex with as many suitable mates as possible."

 

[Onrai]

Mmm... She enjoyed the feeling of his hands on her thighs. Why do I feel more attracted to you then I should?

She ignored that thought for a moment, stepping to her bed and lying down on it.

Tell me, what does your mating instinct tell you to do? To me, that is...

 

[Ush]

"Pheromones."
He left it at that, instead opting to follow her to her bed and climb into it, settling himself beside her. His head was turned to hers, and he kissed her cheek. Her eyebrow tendril tickled his forehead.
"It tells me to make you scream and beg."

 

[Onrai]

Make me scream and beg? She gave a very sinister laugh. If anyone will be screaming and begging, it'll be you.

Rolling over towards him, she ran a hand across his still-clothed body. I assume you'll be taking these off... After all, it's quite hot in here.

 

[Ush]

He pulled his gloves off, quickly followed by his shirt. He kissed her jaw as he pulled her into him, running his hands down across her back and legs.
"It's only going to get hotter, darling."
He kissed her mouth, hard, while also unzipping his pants.

 

[Onrai]

This is going to feel so good...

(Fade to black)