Alien Reproduction 202 | By : Death7270 Category: +M to R > Outlaw Star Views: 4685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Jim, we have to stop. This will never work, even if I wanted it to, which I so want it too."
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It had finally come to this. They had been best friends for the past decade ever since she had tried to kill him all those years ago. He had asked her to go out with him for dinner and a movie.
She had asked what the occasion was. Jim had said he just wanted to go out with her, just her. No special reason at all. She agreed, a wide toothy grin plastered on her face.
They had gone out for dinner, an all you can eat buffet style meal at one of the few restaurants that catered for Ctarl-Ctarl. He had learnt after the Leyline incident that Aisha appetite was not voracious but specific. Human foods contained less than a 100th of the calories required to maintain her alien physiology. A proper Ctarl-Ctarl meal was about the same size as two human ones. Of course if a human had attempted to consume the specially layered glucose mix they would probably die from toxic shock.
Jim remembered his encounter with the Ctarl-Ctarl coffee equivalent; it had kept him awake for seven days straight. So they had gone to a restaurant that was set up to cater for anyone's alien needs. Jim and Aisha had come to it on many occasions to celebrate jobs well done and the owner knew them as regulars especially since Aisha was the only Ctarl-Ctarl on the planet most of the time.
Jim had ordered a pasta dish with wild onions and Aisha had selected a half ox platter with honey mustard sauce. Jim informed her he had already organized dessert. She smiled at that. Jim had spent two years part time with Maalox (he-he in joke) the owner and chief of the establishment they were now in.
Jim had fixed all the equipment in the galley for free in exchange for Maalox teaching how to cook Ctarl-Ctarl dishes. It was a very good investment on Jims part. He no longer had to restock the pantry every morning and every night.
Instead he prepared a bulk amount of reheat able meals for Aisha every Saturday and placed them in the stasis fridge. Then while he was cooking for the rest he would simply reheat a meal for her. He also kept a storage chest of Ctarl-Ctarl dry foods and other premade Ctarl-Ctarl items from the home world which he imported for her.
With all the money they were saving they had managed to get a lot of use from her immense strength instead of running up a debt (whereas before she would just lie around all day grazing on junk foods because her body was not get enough energy).
Jim smiled at the look Aisha was giving him. His homemade desserts were fantastic. A mix of earth flavors with staple Ctarl-Ctarl cuisine. Maalox still pestered him for his recipes, but Jim would not give up those just yet.
Dinner was a fun affair. They discussed work for less than ten seconds then moved onto how Gene was going. Melfina and Suzuka had both married the prick eight years prior and had had two adorable sets of twins almost a year later.
Jim had been concerned that Melfina may not have been able to conceive when Jim had been told they were trying for kids. Both girls were the spitting image of the bio-android. Suzuka's boy/girl twins were more of a mix of their parents. Both had already started on their martial training at Suzuka's insistence. From what she had told Jim, they were a perfect mix of her natural skill and Gene's innate destructive power. They would make a fantastic brother sister assassin team in a few years' time. Melfina's girls however had taken a more creative approach at four they had already begun to pilot the XGP [spaceship] and Gene was thinking of commissioning two fighter craft for their tenth birthday.
Jim had cringed when he had seen the specs for the design. Single-seated dual arm grapplers with large plasma cannons as main guns. Missile racks for aesthetics and quazi turbo boosters for added kick. It was Gene's own design.
Jim had run away, only to be dragged back and forced to make them work. The 'NEW' plans were siting ready on his desk in the office. Saying they were more 'safe' would be like saying Gene had invented suicidal missiles of death and Jim had turned them into old earth Fort Knox.
The conversation then went to Fred Luo and Reiko Ando. Due to the competition being destroyed, it was a surprise decision by the judges at the start of the next years comp that the previous year's comp be expunged. Unable to have anything set up in time Reiko won hands down after she had spent every single day, from the moment she got out of hospital, training.
Needless to say Fred honored the deal made. They were married and now had three wonderful kids. Jim and Gene had been at the wedding as best men. Reiko had put on another 100lb of muscle since they had last seen her. Aisha later revealed that after the Leyline incident Reiko had tracked her down for some advice. Aisha had given her a Ctarl-Ctarl 'for children' training program.
Four of the contestants Reiko had gone up against that year may never walk again, but Reiko won the comp for five times straight. At breakfast the day after the wedding the crew had seen Fred limping out of the hotel into a hover limo, all fluid looked like it had been drained from his body. Reiko soon came after him waving at the crew as she went by. She carried their entire luggage under one massive arm a cheerful smile plastered on her face.
At a BBQ the previous summer Fred had told Jim he was very happy with how things had eventually gone, and that Reiko was still wining the competitions each year. Thought she was now only training an hour each day before breakfast since the wedding. Jim was pleased to see that Fred had put some 'meat on his bones', when Jim commented on Fred's buffer look Fred had informed him that Reiko was privately training him for about four hours each night, Sunday to Thursday and about a seven hours on Friday and Saturday nights. Fred had told Reiko to tone down the original eight hours every day as he was still running the business Monday to Friday but had the weekends free for family time.
Conversation finished and with dinner over Jim and Aisha went to a movie, a horror flick that had recently come out (one Aisha insisted on seeing since it had a Ctarl-Ctarl actor playing something called a wereperson). Jim didn't mind it and though it was a great flick.
However Aisha had grabbed onto Jim at a particularly scary part and had held onto him for dear life for the rest of the movie. Luckily; like always he wore his armored plate vest underneath his clothes. It would not stop her if she really tried but it did save him from bullets, Reiko's overfriendly hugs and slaps on the back from Aisha.
A quick ice cream afterwards and Aisha's monologue on how could a proud Ctarl-Ctarl lower herself to being a horror hack and slash monster for entertainment. She then pointed out to Jim that they were not from a very powerful family in the empire because her beast form transformed into was not very potent. Aisha said she could tell by the size. To Jim it was still 4 times larger than he was. Aisha he knew however transformation was defiantly even three times bigger than that.
They went back to the office. The large apartment they had shared with the crew (until Genes kids had gotten to big for the lot of them to fit comfortably) was located above. Gene's family now lived in orbit on the XGP, but came to stay every few weeks for some fresh air.
The kids went to school on the star base orbiting the planets moon every morning till dinner meanwhile Gene (+ Melfina) would use the XGP to patrol the system for pirates as an intergalactic sheriff detail in between unloading and loading cargo on ships that could not either fit into the star base or were not allowed to dock. As for Suzuka, she would commute down to the planet daily and hunt for bounties or assist Fred in more unsavory deals.
Aisha sat down at the kitchen table as Jim pulled out a large strawberry cheesecake for her and a smaller human portion for him. They ate in silence. Savoring the taste. Finished, Jim collected the plates and washed them, returning to find Aisha watching him. He noted a spec of cream on the edge of her mouth. He walked over, leaned forward and without thinking licked it off her face. The massive sugar rush waking him up. Aisha just looked at him is surprise then leant forward herself and kissed him, savoring the aftertaste of strawberry's on his own lips.
Interestingly Jim had grown up into a more lanky form of Gene, not as visibly muscular but he had augmented his body with a few pieces of alien tech that provided him with certain benefits, one of which was increased reflexes and endurance (which help him when dealing with Aisha's more destructive moods). His hair had grown, he kept it quite long and let Aisha braid it every once in a while. His height was on par if not just slightly taller with Aisha.
So when Aisha kissed him it was not the towering monster bending down to make him uncomfortable (like she had once or twice many many years ago now) but more like two lovers embracing each other in passion.
They had never done this before. Never been intimate in more than a comical teasing way. Never more than flirting. Jim had seen her naked many times. She had seen him naked many times. They had showered together. Slept in the same bed together. Slept in the same bed naked together; spooning against each other's body.
But they had never been intimate. Even the times Jim had run his hands over every part of her body and she his, looking for parasites or repairing wounds it had been more of a brother sister thing.
But now it was real passion, he wanted this to go on, wanted her. He could sense her trembling as they broke apart for air.
Aisha looked at him, tears in her eyes. Jim could see the want in her face. But her eyes showed something else.
"Jim, we have to stop. This will never work, even if I wanted it to, which I so want it too."
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