Stargazing
Michelle Houston

"So this is where you have been hiding."  Closing the door to the observatory behind him, Jerrick took a moment to flick the lock.  The metal click echoed loudly in the silent room.

"It's quiet here, and private, or at least it was.  Seems that being out in space, most people don't want to sit and watch the stars go by." Adara kept her gaze on the window, hoping that he would get the hint and leave. Unfortunately, the universe was not in the mood to adhere to her wishes.

His steps were sure, even in the semi-darkness.  The Captain of the science vessel Aurora moved across the room. Adara's senses were filled with him, even before he settled himself on the stone bench next to his medical officer.  His scent preceded him, the deep masculine smell that was all his own. 

Adara sighed, as his tall form brushed against hers.  She had hoped to be able to sit quietly and think about the previous night.  She hadn't expected dinner to lead to a night of mind-blowing passion.  What had started out as a simple kiss soon had them tearing at each other's clothing, grinding together and finally joining their bodies in a lust-filled embrace. 

While it meant more to her than one night of desire, she wasn't quite certain where her Captain stood on the issue.  Especially since before they collapsed onto her bunk, he hadn't known about the anatomical differences between her race and his.  She had always intended to tell him, but had never found the right moment.  Then things got heated, and he peeled her uniform from her and she never got a chance to warn him, or find out how he felt about it.

"What do you want?"

"You."

Shivering at the bold possessiveness to his tone, Adara couldn't help but wish he actually meant it.  The mere thought of a lifetime as his mate was enough to rekindle the lingering flame of passion within her.  She wanted him again. Stars knows she was a ball of need, just from the barest touch of his hip against hers.  Closing her eyes, she tortured herself with images of the night before, a night that couldn't be repeated.

"I don't think that's such a good idea, Captain.  Last night was a mistake.  Neither of us meant for it to happen, and it shouldn't have."  Adara fidgeted, twisting her hands together in her lap.  She wanted to shift away from the touch of his hip against hers, but found she couldn't deny herself the contact – however brief.  "You are my superior officer," she dropped her head, curling her chin down to her chest, "and as such, it would be inappropriate for us to continue a sexual relationship."

Forcing her hands to lay still in her lap, Adara tried to keep her emotions from flashing in her eyes.  She hoped that she had succeeded in hiding her yearning for his touch.

"Really?" He slid toward her on the bench.  "Then tell me why your pulse is racing, why your soft gray skin is shimmering with repressed energy at the very brush of my leg against yours.  You know that you want me love, and you know that I want you." He touched her chin and turned her to face him.  "What I think you're wondering about, and forcing yourself to deny, is the emotion arcing between us."

Adara tried not to tremble at his touch.  Every fiber of her being was begging to reach out to him, to feel his strength pressed against her, even as her mind told her to pull away before she fell any harder for him.

Jerrick's harsh breathing filled the room as he verbally forced Adara to face facts.  "So lie to me again and tell me that you don't want me. That right now you aren't thinking about me laying you down on the floor and stripping that form fitting uniform from your quivering flesh." His gaze met hers.  Adara wanted to believe the emotion she could see in the depth of his gaze, the desire for her, despite how different she was from him.

"Tell me that your nipples aren't hard and your pussy isn't dripping wet.  Tell me that your cock isn't aching to sink into my ass like it did last night.  Lie to me love, lie to yourself."

"Jerrick, I …" her voice trailed off as he stood.  Moving before her, he held out his hand and waited.  A look in his eyes convinced Adara of the truth to his words, he did want her.  He could accept their differences, could accept that her race only had one sex.

"What about my, what did you call it, my cock?"  She had to be sure her conclusions were right.  It felt as if the whole universe was pressing against her chest.  She couldn't breathe as she waited for his answer.

"Fuck me with it, if you wish.  I certainly plan to make love to you with mine. " Jerrick's eyes glowed with the same light as the night before; soft yet fierce.  He truly desired her.

"Give me a chance to prove to you how much I want you."

Her hand trembling, Adara placed her small palm against his.  Jerrick's gaze locked on where their hands clasped.  A tiny arch of energy passed between their flesh as they touched.  Her species was different, not only on the anatomical level.  They had no need for food.  They were more in touch with the energy around then and fed off of it.  But most of all, they emitted a tiny electrical charge when touched, which disconcerted some.

"Yes," she nodded.

A tender smile lit up her handsome captain's face.  "Good.  I think that you have on way too many clothes, and I'm too horny to wait until we get back to your quarters."

Lifting his other hand to her hair, he freed the silver tresses from the clip at the base of her skull.  His green eyes darkened with desire.  She closed her eyes in enjoyment as her silky smooth hair floated about her, tiny sparks dancing from one strand to another.

Pressing his lips to hers, they both drew in a quick breath at the tingling that followed.  Intense and passionate, their lips meshed together as energy zinged between them, further igniting the fire that burned deep within.

Stars above, she didn't know how she would make it if he changed his mind.  But she wasn't strong enough to pull away and save herself the possible heartache.  He was everything she had wanted for a long time. She had to be close to him, to touch him.

Stepping forward, Adara pressed her body against his, her hands raising to undo and pull apart his shirt, then slipping it off of his shoulders.  Lifting her hands to her own shirt, she soon had her bare breasts pressed against his slightly hairy chest.  Smooth skin against firm muscle; deep tanned against pale gray.  She paused to press tiny kisses against his chest, smoothing her hands over the firm muscles, thrilling at the feel of tiny hairs under her palms.

They were a study in contrasts, but also in compliments.  Her form fit perfectly against his, almost as if the universe had made her just for him.  And she knew it.  Accepting it wasn't so easy.

Restless, needing more, she pulled his pants from his waist, shifting them down his hips and then she stepped back.  Admiring her lover's toned flesh, she slipped out of her uniform pants and waited, bared to his gaze.

His hands fumbled as they pushed his pants the rest of the way down, until he was able to step free. His shoes long since tossed aside.

She could feel his eyes skimming over her, pausing to reflect on her green toned nipples, her shimmering skin, her small firm cock and the essence of her passion glistening on her inner thighs.

"My cock or yours?" he rasped out, his voice hoarse with need.

"Yours."  Reaching out a slender hand, she slowly gripped his cock, giving him time to adjust to her touch, to the arcs of energy flowing over his most sensitive flesh.

"Sit down on the bench."  Stepping back, he sat down, his green eyes remaining locked on hers.  Her chest felt tight.  He was so beautiful; the way he moved, with graceful power.

Carefully, Adara straddled Jerrick, her thighs trembling.  Lowering herself, she pressed his cock-head against her nether lips and shifted, driving him past the tight ring of muscle into her wet depths.  She sheathed him, almost as if the universe had made her just for him.  Stars above he felt so good.

His hands moved to her hips, holding her against his chest as her cock throbbed against his stomach.  The muscles sharply contracted, then relaxed.  A faint trail of juices lingered.

Beyond the windows, the stars twinkled wildly in the distance as they flowed by; silent voyeurs to the passionate blending.

Clenching her inner muscles tight, Adara shifted on her lover's lap, using her strong leg muscles to lift herself, then drop back down, driving Jerrick's cock even deeper.  She bounced again and again, until her captain was buried to the hilt, his cock throbbing within her.  Against his stomach, her cock twitched, emitting a faint trail of bluish cream against his tanned flesh.

Pressing her lips against Jerrick's, she slowly ground her body against his, her cock trapped between them. As the universe watched, they flowed together into a pattern of thrust and lift, clench and release.  They moved together in an unconscious precision, their gasps and moans filling the formerly silent room.  Energy arced, racing down Adara's shimmering skin, returning to Jerrick's as their flesh met.

Passionate, animalistic, their movements drove them both closer to climax.  Adara's cock twitched first, a warm trickle leaked from the tiny slit.  Moments later, her pussy clenched tight, milking her lover's cock. Deep within her, a star went super nova. She collapsed against his chest, her heart racing in a wild beat in time to his.

With a soft grunt, Jerrick thrust his hips up and pulled Adara down against him, as tightly as he could.  Grinding, driving his cock deep within her, he climaxed.  His warm juices flooded her quivering flesh, leaking onto the bench beneath them, mingling with her sweet essence. She could feel the energies he released dancing upon her skin.

Eventually, his cock softened and slipped from within her, lying drained against her inner thigh. Gasping for breath, Adara rested against her tender captain, temporarily drained.  His strong arms wrapped around her, holding her against his sweat glistening body. 

In that moment, the walls within her mind crumbled, allowing her to venture out, to touch the edge of her lover's mind.  She could feel his sexual satisfaction, but buried beneath was a faint trace of deeper emotion.

He loved her.  He truly and completely loved her.  Inside her chest it felt like a star had burst to life, filling a void.  He had wanted last night to happen for so long, but hadn't known how to breech the defensive walls she had wrapped around herself.

Pulling back slightly, she smiled at his dazed look. A tender smile curved his lips, moments before he leaned down and kissed her.  Tongues mating, she tentatively reached out with her thoughts and sent an image of him bent over the bench, her cock buried within his ass.

Against her inner thigh, his cock stirred to life.

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