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The heady mix of exotic scents and flashing lights mixed with the steady, droning, almost imperceptible thrumming of electric stabilizers and the hissing murmur of air circulation units were comfortably familiar to the lean human as he strolled leisurely along the wide, sweeping arc of the promenade stretching before and behind him. Gigantic, transparent windows lined the graceful overhead sweep of the corridor above his head and to his side, lined with metal support ribs and an almost invisible mesh of polarized vanirium steel alloy, giving a nice view of the velvet black of space, speckled with diamond chips of glinting starlight. The rambling promenade that ringed the interior hub of the massive space station was a mix of walking path, shopping mall, administrative offices that catered to the civilian and tourist at large, staffed with the grinning idiots of the Interstellar Commerce and Travel Board that were more than willing to listen to the problems of the long distance civilian tourist and hand them a data chip containing pamphlets full of useful, idiotic advice. The wide, gently sweeping corridor was dotted with the offices, tourist traps, shops, dotted with kiosks hawking their shiny gaudy wares and food carts offering a variety of exotic cuisine. Most of the signs were in galactic basic, but many were presented in the native language of their purveyors in bright, flashing holographic lights and colors.

Haran Leigh shook his head as he watched the crowds of mixed humanoids and quadrupeds milling along, identifying at least 2 dozen separate species and races, several of them human or nearly so, like himself. It was hard to tell the human races apart without either a close visual inspection or a medical scanner, and it was almost impossible to tell at a glance or distance whether or not any hailed from the same system as he himself did. Terran humans were rarer than most once you got more than 5,000 light-years from Earth, giving way to the more exotic species of the galaxy at large. Felines, canines, lupines, vulpines, reptiles, avians, lagomorphic and mustelid species mingled more openly than most human races and species might have in their place. The mélange of fur, skin and other more exotic epidermal coverings mingled amongst those of 2 legs, 4 legs and more or somewhere in between, drawing the human's attention as he jingled the contents of his pockets lazily and lengthened his stride, passing up the gaudier shops and kiosks, wrinkling his nose at a noxious food cart that seemed to be selling what looked like fist-sized clots of congealed blood on plas sticks.

The lean human was dressed in a sleek off-hours uniform, a soft, not quite form-fitting bodysuit of black from cuffs to collar, with only the only color being the lower half of his sleeve from elbow to wrist being a rich, deep plum colored purple. His rank insignia was nestled in his carry-case back in his hotel room on the 4th deck of the habitat section. The temporary lodgings had come recommended, being spacious, clean and pleasantly acclimated to humanoid species. His third day into shore-leave was passing languidly, needing a little boost as he glanced along the rows of signs, passing on several establishments till he found one more to his liking, that was a convincing mixture of seedy, gaudy and just slightly passed tacky without resorting to being garish enough to attract the worst of the steady stream of tourists to the travel hub before they proceeded planet-side to indulge in the semi-tropical climate and abundance of coastlines and beaches. Haran inhaled deeply as he crossed the wide, welcoming, circular threshold of the double doors to the bar. The carpeting in the bar slash restaurant slash games house slash hospitality center was much thicker than the industrial grade friction carpeting that lined the corridors of the space-station, soothing on the human male's bare feet as he flexed his toes appreciatively. Most morphic species went barefooted at every opportunity when not doing their job or on-duty; a habit the young human had gleefully assimilated in his time on-board his posted ship, The Silver City. For a plantigrade species the affectation took some getting used to, but as things such as boots and shoes were a comical annoyance to digitigrade and quadruped species it always benefited to try things from a new perspective now and again.

The interior of the bar was pleasantly lit in shades of whitish blue, purple and green, with lots of smooth, organic curves and softly shimmering surfaces. The bar was divided into sections, with gaming tables, entertainment screens and lounges scattered in the farthest section, with tables and booths dotting the middling section between the gaming tables and doors, with the bar section, an oblong construction sitting between front doors and dining section. The largest booths lined the outermost bulkheads of the bar, with their softly glowing tables and squishy lounge-shaped benches holding an eclectic mix of lounging, drinking and eating species. As it was technically the night-cycle of the spacious space-station, the bar was passing at half-full, not jammed to bursting as Haran figured it usually was at rush-hour. In his time serving aboard a star-ship with a majority morphic crew the handsome human had gotten fond of the range of scents and sights that were so different than those put off by other humans. He had heard of the instances of human crew members reacting to being a minority species on inter-stellar planets, space-stations and star-ships varying so wildly from raging cases of spontaneous xeno-phobia to almost complete assimilation into a foreign culture to the point of taking non-humans bond-mates and families.

The human male's own commanding officer had taken a feline partner some time ago; Haran had attended the reception, mingling with the mixed race celebration. Haran had never taken it upon himself to settle down with one species or another, picking and choosing amongst the startling variety inter-stellar travel on a foreign government ship had offered. He settled his backside onto a soft, thickly cushioned stool, swinging his strong legs around and resting them onto the platform ringing the bar, resting his hands and elbows on the smooth bar top and looking at the lines and rows of glasses, bottles and flasks lining the shelves on the opposite side of the countertop. Haran was enjoying himself so much in people watching he nearly jumped at the soft, almost mewling voice that sounded near his shoulder, "Greetings gentle."

Haran grinned at the short, slender mustelid male that was almost touching his elbow. The service staff was mostly the short, lean species that resembled Terran martens or mink, the Shadai-Shar. The lean mustelid male had thick, soft chocolate brown and black fur, his glossy pelt the rich brown with ebony gloved paws, ears and the underside of his jaw from his chin to the hollow of his throat. The Shadai-Shar male had shoulder length sable hair, pushed back between his small, rounded ears, a pair of mellow amber eyes and a dusty gray nose at the end of his broad, blunt muzzle full of sharp, pearly teeth. The short species was known for being shrewd, capable negotiators and business purveyors, prizing material wealth and status in their culture. The United Terran Fleet had holos on how to deal with various species, and the Shadai-Shar were labeled as friendly, welcoming and gregarious, so long as someone else was paying, but never to try to negotiate a contract with one on ones own. Haran's amused gray eyes settled on the mustelid male's amber ones sociably, lingering just long enough to establish his full attention, but not long enough to make the shorter male uncomfortable. Some morphic species had difficulties with eye-contact, but these more aggressive specimens were thankfully easy to spot in mixed company. The Shadai-Shar's soft, almost oily voice was deferential as the human male was a new customer, recognizing him as being full of potential so long as his pockets were full.

"Greetings gentle, how may this unworthy one serve you?"

Haran chuckled, his lips tweaking in a smile that the mustelid eyed briefly before sensing the baring of the human's canine teeth held signs of amusement rather than aggression, "No need to lay it on so thick. I'm new here, but not fresh off my planet."

The short mustelid flashed a slightly hurt expression before recovering at the speed of light, "Can we interest you in anything your heart desires? Food, drink, games of chance?"

The soft furred male's claw-tipped paw gestured toward the garish gaming tables and brightly blaring entertainment holo-viewers as he bowed to the human male. The motion was almost comical, as the shorter male's back curved into an exaggerated hunch; Shadai-Shar had a long length of spine to be going on with, so at times it was difficult to ascertain where their waists ended and their respective ends began. Haran rubbed his chin thoughtfully, his long, pale fingers catching the Shadai-Shar's eyes with his flat, rounded, carefully manicured nails, lacquered with a smooth, see-through gray polymer varnish shot through with tiny sparkles, matching his stormy eyes, and smooth fingers and palm, so different then a morphic species', "I've always been told never to gamble with a Shadai-Shar, unless I like losing my pay."

The short male demurred, bowing low again, making his spine arc once more, with his paws spread, a glint of almost sly amusement crossing his features before he shrugged, "Food and drink, then gentle? Or companionship?"

The blunt-muzzled male leaned almost uncomfortably close, till Haran could catch the shorter male's distinctive sour-sweet, cedar-like scent, "You are Hew-mon, yes?"

The churring hiss of the Shadai-Shar's voice was smooth as he tipped his head almost conspiratorially, watching Haran nod at his rolling mispronunciation of his species, "Yes, I'm human. From Terra."

"Ahhh, Terra, yes. We have many suitably compatible companions available to a Terran hew-man here."

Haran chuckled again, "For a price, I'm sure. You have prostitutes here? This doesn't seem like that sort of place."

The short male's muzzle wrinkled deeply as he clicked his teeth and uttered a stream of Shadai-do so quick and hissing the smooth oval communicator pinned to the Terran's shoulder couldn't keep up with its translation and merely issued a consternated burst of static. Haran flicked the comm module with a finger, resetting it as the Shadai-Shar's voice resumed its normal cadence, but with an annoyed edge, "We have no prostitutes here gentle, this is not a brothel, it is a place of comfort and leisure. We have many many foods and drinks and companions available for the weary travelers who seek comfort."

Haran winced inwardly, bowing his head and lifting his hands, palms upward in a placating gesture, "Of course. I must have been mistaken for some other, less reputable establishment I've seen in my travels."

He fished in his pocket and dug out a small golden colored credit chip, passing the wafer of imprinted plastic to the Shadai-Shar with an almost covert press of his downturned hand into the mustelid male's upturned paw. The slight male uttered a pleased chirrup as he tucked the chip of plas into his sash, his demeanor now more relaxed than before as he tilted a data-pad toward Haran, "May I interest you in anything from our expansive variety of food, drink or companion gentle?"

"Do you have any Horizid Nectar? No food, thank-you."

The Shadai-Shar's amber eyes narrowed softly as he gazed at the human's loose black bodysuit, noting the not quite fashionable cut, the lack of embellishments and the absence of any ornamentation save for the matte finished oblong disc of burnished silver resting on the human's clavicle, "Horizid Nectar is expensive I fear gentle, we only serve it by the flask."

Haran smirked gently and pulled a small rod of dark green plex, capped at both ends in silver metal, from his pocket, touching it to the reception port of the info pad, making his personal information pop up on the small holo-screen as he leaned in conspiratorially to whisper in the shorter male's blunt ear, "I have almost 3 years standard pay saved up, including some hazard pay from a nasty incident almost two years ago, the Terran central government compensated me spectacularly well before approving my reassignment to foreign spacey command. So I have lots of money to spend on my almost 3 months of accumulated leave-time."

The chocolate furred Shadai-Shar's amber eyes glazed over slightly as he added up the sums of numbers flashed by him, chirruping shrilly as he came to an equation that saw a lot of potential profit to be had, "Is this Spacey credit or hard currency? We prefer hard currency..."

Haran made a show of exaggeratedly tugging at his hip pockets, "Gold is much too heavy to carry too much around in these synthesized suits, my pockets would be dragging on the ground... What if I added an additional 5% to the top for your trouble with conversion rates?"

"10% would be preferable..."

"7% and you can join me for a glass of nectar, but that's my final offer."

The Shadai-Shar's muzzle clicked softly as he twitched his nose, mulling his options for a moment before he inclined his head and offered the human an affectionate smile, "I had no idea Terran Hew-mans could be so generous gentle, my people had heard them to be somewhat stingy."

"Well, I'm looking for a good time. So what are my other options for amusing myself?"

Haran grinned as the Shadai-Shar almost yanked him from his barstool in his eagerness to make further deals, the mustelid male's nimble paw firm around his elbow as the shorter male drew him to a cozy booth off to one side and pressed him down onto the thickly padded, self-adjusting seat, plunking himself down right next to the human and keying in a series of rapid commands on his information-pad, "Small flask or large, gentle?"

"Large, and remember, two glasses!"

The Shadai-Shar bowed his head as he proffered his paw for the human's information rod, pressing it into the slot and making the necessary arrangements, "Imprint there, please gentle."

Haran pressed his thumb against the screen's scanner, feeling the warmth as a flash of light scanned his fingerprint and authenticated his identity. Within a minute a second Shadai-Shar bowed his way to the table with a liter and a half of bright, pale green liquid in an ornate glass flask and a pair of shallow, squat drinking bulbs in his paws. The human fished free another credit chit and watched the lighter furred male bow and scrape off, leaving him alone with his grinning cousin. The mustelid leaned in, sliding the information pad closer to the handsome human, "What is your preference for gender gentle? Biped?"

"Male and biped, please."

"Would you prefer an alpha male or a beta male, gentle?"

The Shadai-Shar's question was a standard one, and one the human male had been asked before, but the first time it had been posed to him it had caused no small amount of confusion. As Terran humans had no hard and fast rule for social or sexual hierarchy, though some percentages of humans fell into sexual top or bottom categories or dominant or submissive, most fell into that stupendously large, fuzzy gray zone somewhere in between. Haran chuckled softly, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, pondering what mood he was in with how sexually aggressive some morphic species could be behind closed doors, "Well, I'm versatile myself, not quite either alpha, beta or somewhere in between, someone similar would be appreciated."

The chocolate furred male made a series of thoughtful clicking noises as he scrubbed the patch of dark fur on his throat, sifting through the human's words before he bobbed his head in a nod, "I believe I comprehend gentle. You wish someone who enjoys both dominant and submissive sexual postures."

"Oh, something like that."

The info-pad was keyed on, projecting a holo of almost two dozen roughly humanoid silhouettes outlined in a light cornflower blue arranged in a roughly circular grid suspended above the table. Each humanoid shape was paired into male and female from the obvious signs of sexual dimorphism in several of the outlines and as the Shadai-Shar keyed in Haran's preference the female forms blazed around in pink and then vanished from the selection. Haran leaned in to get a closer look, "Nothing reptile, avian or hooved, please. No offense to them, but they kind of creep me out and ungulates and herbivores tend to be too skittish for my tastes."

"Yes gentle. Warm blooded, mammalian, non-prey species are the majority preference for most humans I have seen."

Haran poured a measure of the celadon green liquid into both glasses and slid one amiably to the mustelid male who uttered a small noise of thanks. He gazed at the roughly dozen humanoid species left on the display, "Do you have any Laslurians available?"

The Shadai-Shar uttered a muted squeak as he shook his head with a twitch, giving the human a mournful look, "Sadly, sadly we do not gentle. They are very exotic, very timid and do not easily engage in casual companionship... We have, offered several positions as companions, but none have been interested in conducting business."

Haran nodded, wistfully swirling his pale green liquor, "We have one serving on board my ship. He's beautiful, thick silvery-white fur, those spots, long white hair and big eyes, and fluffy tail. But he's someone else's companion."

The mustelid server offered a commiserating nod, uttering a tiny wavering chirp, the closest thing to a sigh Shadai-Shar got to, sipping his drink. Haran grinned impishly, "I see no Shadai-Shar on here, are you available?"

The human's new friend uttered a surprised chitter into his drink, snorting softly in amusement as he bowed his head in shy deference, "I fear not gentle, but it is most flattering for you to ask."

"Can't mix business and pleasure, eh?"

The human chuckled as the mustelid male snorted again softly, giggling in his decidedly foreign manner, "We have other species compatible to your physiology. But as you are a medium sized species, I believe T'kantis, K'hani and Azlen may not be suitable..."

As the mustelid spoke the three largest species silhouettes were lined in pink and faded. Haran could see the sense in the shorter male's words, all three of those species were at least twice as large as a fully grown human male, and Azlen were much too aggressive toward humans. He gazed at the last half dozen species left available on the display, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, "Corlitans are too hyper. I've been with several Vakari, and I love them, but I was hoping for something a bit more exotic."

"We have a Lugosan. Short, but sturdy... Very affectionate."

"Too short, I think. I'm almost 2 meters."

"Saelican? Very sensual."

"I like vulpines, but what's the fun of him knowing everything I'm thinking?"

The mustelid looked pleased at a challenging customer. He ran his fingers through the black fur lining his throat as he made a series of tiny noises in his throat. Haran grinned as the shorter male glanced up, "Metaran? Beautiful coats, thick, fluffy tail, wonderful pheromone control. Exotic, but not overwhelming?"

Haran pursed his lips thoughtfully, "Metaran... There are only a few onboard my ship. I've never been directly intimate with one."

"They are very nice gentle. Subtle physiological differences, but makes for exotic experience, yes?"

"Yes."

The human nodded, draining the last of his first glass of the pale green liquor, feeling the warmth and mild tingling building in his head and extremities, the pleasant narcotic effect wasn't distracting or overwhelming, but made for a relaxing mélange of sensations. Haran smiled, patting the mustelid on the paw as he nodded, "That sounds wonderful."

The Shadai-Shar nodded, perking his ears in satisfaction as he called up the medical records of the potential Metaran suitor, "You may peruse gentle. He is clean, and intelligent, a student at the Commerce Exchange. You will enjoy his company, I think."

"Well, he certainly sounds like a good candidate. I assume you have rooms available?"

"Yes, yes gentle. For any temporal increment you wish. I will include meals for no charge for our generous new hew-man customer."

Haran chuckled, "So what's the damage?"

The mustelid male seemed puzzled for a moment before he bobbed his head and entered a series of calculations on his info-pad, switching off the holo-display before showing it to the human. Haran whistled softly, making the Shadai-Shar's ears twitch comically, "Sorry, that's not exactly cheap..."

The human paused, glancing at the short mustelid who held his head tipped curiously, not showing any signs of offense at the term "cheap", "But I get what I pay for, don't I?"

"Yes, yes gentle. You will have a wonderful time, I can guarantee it."

Haran rubbed his hands together eagerly, feeling a tingle of anticipation, "Well, let's bring him around, shall we?"

The mustelid male bobbed his head, keying in several transactions on his pad and pressing a button on the display, "He will meet you at the suite to share gentle."

The Shadai-Shar twitched his slightly stubby black tipped tail as he stood slowly, bowing to the human as he picked up his info-pad, "I wish you a good time gentle. If you need anything more, please merely inquire."

Haran stood, almost a head and shoulders taller than the mustelid male, nodding with a grin as he picked up the bottle of nectar and his data-rod, pocketing it as he bowed to the shorter male, "I didn't catch your name?"

"Shallar gentle. Please have a pleasant term. Ask for anything you require."

The mustelid waved his paw in the general direction of a corridor door in the very back of the bar, past the gambling tables, "Purple suite, round door."

"Thank-you."

Haran nodded to the shorter male as he picked his way leisurely through the gambling tables, prodding the door control to open the corridor door and letting it slide closed behind him. The corridor was round, vaulted above the human's head, with no windows. The stretch of corridor held almost a dozen and a half doors, each one a different color and a different shape. The human male strolled to the round door toward the far end of the corridor, lined with a faint violet glow. As he passed the other doors he stifled a chuckle as he took note of the control panels on the other doors, some showing a steady blue glow, some showing a flashing pink light. The purple lined door swished open at his touch to the panel, revealing a small suite of rooms almost the same size as his hotel quarters. The small entry room was airy and rounded, with a small cabinet for clothing and a platform to sit on with a cubby hole beneath for holding footwear. The oblong room beyond was comfortable, with thick, soft polymer padding on the floor rather than carpeting, done in a mellow purple color, offsetting the bulkheads that were done in a lighter shade of violet, draped in a silky, shimmering cloth. An oval window was set into the bulkhead on the far wall, giving a spectacular view of the limb of the planet below that showed the night side of shadow and veined pockets of light. A wide, low, rounded bed sat before the window, lined with silken sheets and lots of thickly stuffed, soft cushions, all done in the same matching shades of violet and deeper purple as the bulkheads and floor. A sturdy table stood next to the bed, holding a set of glasses, a small holo-monitor and a data-pad, set in stand-by mode.

Haran could see the open doorway to the hygiene chamber beyond, seeing that the bathing chamber was set in darker purples highlighted with lilac. Poking his head into the bathing chamber Haran flipped open the hinged panel of the small synthesis and recycling unit, nodding to himself as he settled the bottle of liquor down on the non-skid table surface and languidly lowered himself onto the wide, soft, self adjusting bed, sighing in contentment. He would have kicked off his shoes, had he been wearing any, but settled for drawing down the zipper on the front of his bodysuit to nipple-height, exposing a brief vee of his pale skin between the flaps of the black cloth. Haran shifted on the bed, rolling over onto his side to reach the short table, placed conveniently at arm's length to the wonderfully soft bed, settling one of the drinking bulbs right-side up and unstopping the bottle of pale green liquor once more. As he lifted the bottle to tip a fresh measure into the bulb the door to the suite hissed open once more.

The human male glanced back over his shoulder awkwardly as the doors shut once more and he glimpsed his potential companion. A grin slid onto the human male's lips as the Metaran male stopped respectfully in the entryway to the room and bowed, "Greetings."

Haran hefted himself bodily and rolled onto his backside as he grunted, holding the now open bottle of liquor as he gazed at the handsome young male standing shyly before the doorway. The mephit male looked so much like a Terran skunk it was uncanny, albeit with humanoid features and standing on two rather long, rather shapely legs. The Metaran stood almost a head shorter than Haran himself, but still half a head taller than a Shadai-Shar, with a build that somehow managed to be slightly stocky, yet pleasantly slender in the same measure. He had a wide, blunt muzzle, on a broad jawed, friendly face, with high cheek-bones and almond shaped green eyes a shade or two darker than the celadon colored drink in the human's hand, an adorable dusty pink nose and soft, pert lips. His face was furred in ebony, save for a diamond shaped mark that stretched from between his brows, down the bridge of his muzzle to almost the tip of his nose. The Metaran male's small, rounded black ears were nestled in his startlingly brilliant snow-colored hair that hung down almost to his waist, with a bundle of it pulled up against the nape of his neck in a bun, held in place with a pair of long, shining carved pleka wood sticks. The mephit male's snowy hair had no streaking of black strands amongst the alabaster, showing his youth. The general outline of the new male's body was pleasing, with slightly broad shoulders, draped in a loose blouse of shimmering silver cloth, with large mother-of-pearl buttons, the top two of which were unbuttoned, giving a demure glimpse of the thick, rich onyx pelt stretching over his gently flared chest. The metallic silver blouse dropped low over the Metaran's hips, covering up the incredibly tight pair of trousers he was wearing from mid-thigh up. The startlingly tight pants were a darker shade of silvery-gray, almost gunmetal, clinging to his strong thighs and lean legs down to his ankles, where his bare footpaws were black, with their living leather pads squeaking gently on the polymer padding of the floor.

The skunk-like male's most impressive feature slowly shifted behind him, drawing Haran's stormy eyes; the tail, almost as long as the Metaran male was tall and as wide as he was, the long, extremely fluffy length of his tail in the same dark, silky ebony color as his pelt, with a pair of startlingly white stripes stretching from its tip to its base. Haran grinned, resting himself on one elbow as he slowly tipped the bottle in his hand and poured a long, slow measure of the nectar into one bulb, watching the shy young Metaran gaze at him from the doorway, "Come in, come in. You are here to see me, aren't you?"

"Yes gentle, your every wish is my pleasure to provide."

Haran snorted a gentle chuckle, making the furred male pause in mid-stride and look puzzled. The reclining human waved his hand dismissively, "Don't over-do the advertising, would you? I wanted a companion for the night, not some slave to parrot and serve my every whim..."

The Metaran looked amused as he demurred, bobbing gently on his waist as he crossed to the bed and gazed down at the human male stretched upon the bed, "Some gentles prefer a subservient companion. I was merely attempting to accommodate you."

Haran glanced up and down the furred male's clothed form, tipping his head softly, "I'm sure you will be very accommodating, but you can relax whist you're here with me."

"Shallar said you were to have the best service, I was gratified when you chose me."

Haran reached over and plucked up the second drinking bulb, setting it upright and pouring out an equal measure of the pale green liquid, gazing up into the skunk-like male's jade eyes, smiling, "I was having a boring evening. I'm on vacation and I have no idea what to do with myself, as sight-seeing and being a tourist hold no interest to me, I'm afraid."

"I've never been with a human before, I'm afraid..."

The Metaran male rested his lean, black furred paws on his hips, smiling as the human male scooted to one side and patted the silken bed-clothes amiably, "Well, there's no need to be afraid with me, I have plenty of experience with furred males. So, what's your name?"

"Illis..."

The black and white male settled gently down onto the soft bed, smiling at Haran as he swept his hair to one side to avoid sitting on the trailing ends of his locks, "And your name, if I can ask?"

The human chuckled, shrugging as he extended his fingers and ran them through the soft, fine locks of the Metaran's hair, curling one of them gently around his fingertip, "My name is Haran. You have wonderful hair."

"Do you like it?"

The Metaran smiled more broadly, reaching up and plucking the slender sticks from his hair, letting the full measure of his mane of alabaster locks tumble down his back, arching his shoulders as Haran stroked his fingers through the silky length. The human male reached up and ruffled his own shoulder length mop of slightly wavy raven hair, "Your hair is very beautiful, just like you."

Illis uttered a tiny sound, tipping his head as he turned pink around the insides of his rounded ears, shyly touching the human's long, pale fingers, "You're very kind Haran."

"Well, you are. I serve with a few Metarans, but I've never spent much time so close up with one in a private room."

Illis nodded, gazing curiously at the bodysuit the human wore, noting the purple half-sleeve, "You're an officer?"

Haran waved his free hand dismissively, "Only a lieutenant, senior grade. I work in exo-biology and cultural anthropology. Shallar said you were a student of economics. You should have an excellent working relationship with the Shadai-Shar."

"Yes. If it's one thing the Shadai-Shar love, it's economics."

"Well, I suppose I'm stimulating the local economy."

Haran chuckled as the furred male giggled softly, "It was really what I was looking for in my evening, stimulation. Though not in the economic sense, I have lots of money to blow through before I go back to my posting. My CO threatened to strand me here till I spend all my back-pay or all my shore-leave, whichever ran out first."

"Sensible."

The Metaran male giggled again, visibly relaxing as he felt the human male brushing against him lightly in picking up the pair of drinking bulbs and passing one to him, "I've never had Horizid Nectar before... It's normally much too expensive to waste on a simple companion for a few hours..."

Illis inhaled the sweet, sharp scent of the liqueur, sipping it tentatively at first, letting the slightly cloying taste flow across his tongue, then inhaling as the sweetness changed into a dizzying array of floral notes that flowed across the tongue and throat, smoothly sliding down where it warmed the stomach in a pleasant glow. The Metaran giggled gently as the slightly narcotic liquor made his lips and tongue tingle softly, the complex taste of the sweet drink coating the interior of his muzzle. Haran smiled expansively as the skunk-like male relaxed more, resting back against him on the soft, silky bed, "It's a wonderful drink, best consumed with good company."

The human winked at his new companion, "I think I'm going to get a bit more, comfortable. I don't know about you."

Haran bounced off the bed, making the Metaran giggle as the self adjusting surface overcompensated, making the mattress shift of its own accord and jostle him. The human stretched to his full height, leaning back with his arms over his head, making his back pop softly. He grinned as Illis was watching appreciatively, "Care to give me a hand?"

The slim mephit giggled as he gently lowered his glass to the table and scooted to the edge of the broad bed, running his fingers up till he found the tab to the closure of the bodysuit and tugged it downward in a slow, smooth gesture. Haran pivoted on his feet as he shifted his shoulders, shrugging the bodysuit down around his arms, letting the Metaran tug on the cuffs, pulling till his hands popped into the sleeves and then letting the Metaran slowly peel the bodysuit back over his shoulders, exposing himself to the waist. Illis gently tugged the closure of the suit down all the way, letting Haran extricate his arms fully from the bodysuit and then shuck the soft material down from his hips, exposing himself completely to the seated Metaran male save for the pair of clinging, skin-tight bright aubergine purple briefs that he wore cladding his hips. The skunk-striped male giggled at the snug, brightly colorful underwear, that were so tight they revealed just as much as if they human had been naked, but still masked the taller male's crotch and most of his backside. The tight briefs were slung low on his hips and cut high on the thigh, with just a strap of glossy material clinging to the human's buttocks.

Illis giggled softly, running his finger pads over the soft, glossy material covering the human's crotch, "You humans choose to wear specially manufactured clothing to cover your genitals under your clothing... Why?"

"Old fashioned senses of modesty, I suppose. I really have no idea, honestly."

Haran grinned sheepishly, shrugging as he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, watching the Metaran as he wriggled around, fumbling gently with the large, pearly buttons on the front of his blouse. The lean human gently pressed his hands over the furred male's paws, feeling them twitch for an instant before relaxing. He slowly helped the ebony furred male unclasp each button slowly, working their way down, "You're nervous? I know you said you've never been with a human male before, but I get the sensation you haven't been working as a companion that long?"

"Only a few weeks..." Illis shifted his ears softly, feeling them blush slightly pink, feeling the human male's strong, but smooth skin brush his own paw pads and dark fur, "I-I'm afraid I've only been with one or two other individuals. I'm... Not very experienced for someone of my species..."

Haran grinned, chuckling, his smooth, oddly flat white teeth showing between his lips as he shifted, helping the black and white furred male to slide his beautiful blouse off. He whistled gently, making Illis' ears twitch on reflex to the sound as he gazed at the naked expanse of the Metaran's back, the broad plane of inky black fur, intersected with the same pair of soft white striped that ran the length of his giant fluffy tail. Illis inhaled softly as he felt the human's hands settle on his spine, stroking through his ebon fur slowly, ruffling it. Haran buried his fingers into the soft, thick pelt covering the Metaran's back, rubbing it, feeling the gentle hollows and rises of the skunk-like male's muscles and spine. He swept the Metaran's long snowy hair to one side, draping it over his shoulder to avoid snagging it as he gently dug his fingers into the shorter male's fur and rubbed, massaging gently, "You need to relax Illis..."

"But.."

Haran ignored the furred male's sputter, instead just focusing on rubbing and massaging the slightly tense muscle bundles along his spine, rubbing his hands down the double stripes of white, hearing the Metaran issue a tiny sound as he slowly relaxed, "Let me guess; you haven't been working as a companion male for long, you're a young male, mmm, no more than 18 or 19 of your standard years by the fact your hair is still pure white and you're a student. I suppose the allure of a decent paycheck to help off-set the expenses of secondary schooling made an attractive offer. Shadai-Shar schooling isn't inexpensive. They're the best financial planners in this quadrant."

"Mmmm, yesss..."

The Metaran's gentle rumble of breath matched his slitted jade eyes as he leaned into the human's strong hands, feeling his long fingers gently rubbing and squeezing the tension from his spine. He relaxed into Haran's strong hands, his own paws still poised at the waistband of his trousers in mid-motion of beginning to remove them, forgotten for the moment. As the furred male relaxed the human's hands roamed more freely, stroking and running over the Metaran's ebony pelt, feeling his lean, pleasant curves, the broadness of his shoulders, the flare of his chest, the narrow curve of his waist down to his still clad hips and where those double striped disappeared under the material of his amazingly clingy trousers. Haran shifted, allowing the skunk-like male to lean back against him fully, clasping the Metaran's waist gently as he rested his chin on Illis' shoulder, smiling as their cheeks touched, "Feel a bit more relaxed now?"

"Oh yes. I'm feeling much more relaxed."

Illis smiled as he pressed back, resting his striped back against the human's chest, idly tipping his head as Haran's breath stirred the fine fur on his face. The human's strong hands slipped under his arms, stroking over his sides and them across his flat, just slightly ridged belly, stroking it as Haran gazed down at the Metaran's front-side. Illis felt Haran stiffen a bit in surprise as the human male's hands slipped up to his flared chest, stroking his pectorals, "Hey! I thought you were Metaran... Why do you have these then?"

Illis blushed deeply as the human male indicated the small, pert pink bumps of flesh on either side of his pecs, "I'm sorry... It was in my medical file, Shallar didn't point it out to you? My great-great grandfather on my mother's side was Shadai-Shar, so I inherited them from him. Two of my brothers and several cousins have them too."

Haran smirked softly, running his fingers over the pert flesh of the black furred male's nipples, hearing him gasp gently at the touch, "Metaran males don't normally have nipples, it just surprised me. Anything else you should tell me before we take your pants off?"

"No... No. I assure you, everything else is to standard Metaran physiological specifications."

Illis flushed, biting his lower lip cutely as he squirmed against the lean human, arching his spine gently as his belly tingled in response to the stimulation of Haran's fingers to the pale, rounded bumps of flesh that poked through his dark fur. He shivered, feeling his nipples harden, perking against the human's fingertips as Haran rubbed them, stroking around the areola in tiny circles before tugging them between his fingers. The Metaran stifled a moan as he gripped Haran's wrists, shivering, "AH, ahh, p-please, they're... sensitive... Being my-my kind don't normally have them."

The shivering skunk-like male made a tiny mew-ing sound in his throat, his entire body flushing as he felt himself so close to the exotic, masculine older human, who despite his lack of fur, fangs, claws or tail was arousing him as much as anyone else ever had in his limited sexual experience. He swallowed, feeling that concentrated flush moving along his spine and hips, shivering through his belly. Illis arched up, uttering a tiny pant as he shifted, half turning against Haran and pressing his paws into the human's pale, warm flesh, closing his jade hued eyes and burying his muzzle into the crook of the taller male's throat, inhaling and exhaling deeply. Haran relaxed, feeling Illis' soft, warm pink nose brushing his skin, uttering a grunt as the Metaran's long, warm, wet tongue snaked out and touched the skin on the edge of his jaw, licking gently.

Illis slowly inhaled and exhaled the human's scent, letting it flood his sinuses and muzzle, tasting it along with the now sharper, slightly bitter tang of Haran's arousal. The deeper, slightly salt-like scent of the human's excitement tickled the Metaran's nose as he savored the subtle biochemical nuances that he didn't even realize he was committing to memory. As his body took in the human's scent and musk of arousal his own body chemistry shifted, that almost mystical ability of his people setting in as Illis' body began flooding pheromones into the purple colored chambers. As the Metaran's urges grew, the deep, musky scent increased, making Haran chuckle softly, his own body began to respond to the chemical attractant that filled his own woefully underpowered nose, "It's amazing how your people can do that... Mimic the mating scents of anyone you're with. You're walking aphrodisiacs..."

Haran ran his hands over the pleasant curves of the lean Metaran's body, caressing him and rubbing up and down as they subtly rubbed against one another. Illis' muzzle was close, his dusty pink lips parted as he breathed deeply, his jade green eyes flashing as he ran his paws curiously over Haran's naked pink tinged skin. The human male's body was smooth and furless, just sporting a fine layer of dark downy hair over his arms and legs, the rest of his torso and abdomen were smooth and hairless. Illis gently extricated himself from the lean human male scooting to the edge of the bed and standing just long enough to wriggle his hips loose from his clinging trousers, shoving them down roughly and pulling his feet free of them, leaving himself completely naked as he took the snatched moment to get a better look at the nearly naked human. Haran was handsome for a human, tall and lean, with long arms and legs, broad shoulders, a broad chest with nicely sculpted pecs, a taut, flat belly, ridged softly down to his narrow waist. The human's long, dark hair was in contrast to his smooth, pale skin, his complexion was not as albino stark as some humanoids could be, but a milky white, with no blemishes save for the almost imperceptible sprinkle of tiny freckles here and there. The human male's face was warm, with a well defined chin, smooth cheeks, semi-high cheekbones and expressive dark gray eyes. His raven hair and pale skin were polar opposites to the Metaran's ebony pelt and alabaster hair. Illis' jade gaze settled on the now visibly distended lump stretching the thin, glossy material covering Haran's crotch.

Illis stood erect with a shy smile, allowing Haran to run his gray eyes over himself in turn, taking in the Metaran's thick, coal black pelt, broken only by the highlights of white on his muzzle, down his back and tail and the patch of brilliant white fur that covered his lower belly and crotch, creeping just slightly down between his thighs. The ruffle of fur that covered the mephit male's pubic mound was standard for his people, showing the beginning signs of his growing arousal as he slowly lowered himself onto his paws and knees, kneeling on the bed between Haran's widely spread thighs. The distended lump tenting the front of the human's briefs was darkening at its apex, making the Metaran lick his dusty pink lips as he could smell the scent of the reclining male's pre-semen. Illis bowed his head low as he scooted between Haran's spread thighs, his own rump high in the air as he gave the human a brilliant view of the sweep of his black and white striped back and the length of his slowly weaving tail.

Haran uttered a tiny grunt as Illis' nose pressed into his crotch, touching the tip of the lump stretching his briefs, the wet spot growing larger and denser. He nodded as the Metaran tipped his head upward, their eyes meeting for an instant as the furred male asked a silent question, hunger growing in his belly. With the tiny bob of the human's head he hooked his bluntly clawed fingers into the waistband of the brilliant purple briefs and tugged down, shucking them toward Haran's knees. The human male shifted his hips quickly as the waistband snagged his stiffening cock at the tip and yanked down on it, making it spring free of the confines of the briefs and snap back, slapping against his flat belly with a smack and a smear of silky wetness. He obligingly lifted his ass as Illis pulled the briefs from his hips, allowing the Metaran to yank them off past his feet and toss them away negligently over his shoulder.

Illis gazed hungrily at the naked sex now jutting up from the human's bare, hairless crotch. He had seen human genitals in holos before, but the thick, dense, blunt-tipped cock now twitching gently before him was as beautiful as it was exotic to him. Haran's cock was an inch or two over half a foot long, as pale as he was, but tinted brightly pink, thick at the base, and at the tip, but more slender down its shaft, with a subtle lean to one side. It's blunt, rounded glans was half concealed by that funny sleeve of tender pink flesh that many humans possessed instead of a sheath that Illis knew was called a "foreskin". Haran's smooth hairless balls dangled invitingly below his shaft, hanging heavy in their furless sac, flushed a darker shade of pink than his cock as they shifted slowly in response to the movement of his internal muscles. A clinging drop of crystal clear wetness oozed from the slit in the end of the human's glans, showing his arousal. Illis gingerly ran a finger against the pale pink length of Haran's cock, making the human inhale and exhale slowly, his belly twitching with the caress of the warm, living leather fingerpad.

The black and white furred male inhaled deeply, his blunt muzzle almost touching the human's erect member as he shivered. Illis gazed at the softly twitching cock, its tip curved gently downward toward Haran's heavy, arousal swollen balls, hunger creeping its way through his belly, making his thighs tingle in aching warmth. He gently stroked his bluntly clawed fingers over the smooth, blue veined length, hearing the reclined human male inhale and exhale deeply at the gentle caresses. Illis ran a fingertip over the soft, slightly glistening sleeve of skin encircling the human's shaft and glans, exclaiming softly as Haran's cock gave a harder twitch and the tube of his foreskin retracted more toward his shaft. The Metaran giggled despite himself, using his fingers to push the human's foreskin back completely, fully exposing his blunt, wet-tipped glans, "Human cocks are just as interactive as anyone else's... And you smell so good..."

Illis moved his ears gently as he felt Haran's broad hand caress his long snowy hair, resting between his rounded black ears, stroking slowly. The Metaran inhaled deeply once more, slowly gripping the human's cock halfway down its shaft, holding it gingerly till Haran touched his ears, "You can grip it tighter little one, it won't break."

The Metarn tightened his grip slowly till he heard the human male grunt softly, "Yea, that's good, just like that..."

The black and white furred male nodded, tipping his head into Haran's caresses as he pressed his nose into the glistening skin on the human's glans, sniffing the musky, salt laden tang of his excitement. He slowly parted his lips, letting the hot draught of his breath flow across Haran's crotch, slowly flicking out the tip of his warm, wet tongue in a series of tiny little jabs, letting his tongue flutter against the human's long, heavy cock. He gave a tiny rumbling chirp as he tasted Haran, tasted his arousal and sex, letting the slightly bitter, slightly salty, sweet and musky taste flow across his tongue, closing his jade colored eyes as he savored it. Illis' ginger, tentative movements grew bolder as he got over his initial nervousness, panting out freely in soft gasps as he ran his tongue all over the tip of Haran's cock, lapping up the sweet crystal drops of the human's pre-semen as they oozed from the slit in his glans. He squeezed the human's cock tighter, almost verging on discomfort as he made Haran's length blush bright pink and twitch with his heartbeat, the gripping around his length making Haran groan softly, "Easy..."

Illis nodded, only half hearing the human's husky voice as he prodded his tongue against the moist slit at the end of the human's blunt glans, greedily lapping at every clear drop of pre-cum that flowed free, opening his muzzle and taking Haran's cock into his muzzle without preamble, suckling it and bobbing his head eagerly. Haran groaned, his body giving a shiver at the warm, wet maw engulfing his straining cock before he stiffened, biting his lip with a flare of discomfort that jarred up his spine, gripping the Metaran's nape softly, "AI-...! Gently, easy little one! Please watch those fangs..."

"I-I'm sorry... You taste good, but I'm new to..."

"I know... Just go slowly..."

Haran relaxed once more, the adrenaline that had surged through his legs and testicles at the scrape of the Metaran's long, sharp fang gliding over the tip of his cock fading back into the heated tingles of pleasure as Illis slowed down, using his lips to carefully cushion his sharp teeth as he suckled the human's blunt cock-tip, panting through his nose, listening to Haran's gentle voice, "Up and down, like that, go slowly, you can use both paws, just stroke my cock, yea, like that... tight around the base and cup up under my balls... Yeaaah, that's it, that's good."

Haran's pale skin flushed ruddy with the rising heat between the Metaran and himself, the cabin getting warmer as they drew more focused with one another's arousal and pleasures. The human's body twitched and jerked as he shivered, moaning louder, the Metaran's ministrations growing steadier and more forceful with his increasing confidence. The tall, lean human's sounds of pleasure were urging the black and white furred male's muzzle and paws on, his grip tightening on Illis' nape, making the Metaran shiver as his spine tingled with pleasure. Illis bobbed his muzzle harder, taking Haran's thick, blunt cock deeper and deeper till he was holding his breath, his nose almost brushing down against the human's flat lower belly. The Metaran squeezed the human's swollen balls, feeling them pull and shift in his grip, tightening in their hairless sac, the throb of Haran's cock reaching a peak as the human's back was arching, thrusting his taut chest out, making the ridges of his belly stand out as he panted stridently.

Haran grunted, his voice hoarse with lust, raggedly panting as the black and white furred male's muzzle abruptly swallowed him from tip to base with one hard shove, "Oh fuck! You're gonna make me...!"

Illis uttered a tiny whimper of hunger as he felt the human's taut body thrumming, his hips jerking, thighs shaking as his cock throbbed hard and the Metaran could taste the thickening bursts of pre-cum flooding his muzzle. He gripped the pale human's balls, squeezing them, his paw stroking tightly around the base of Haran's cock as he took the human's thrusting length into his throat, letting it fill his muzzle completely, urging Haran desperately toward the edge. Illis wasn't kept waiting as Haran gripped his nape tightly in both hands and arched hard, his muscles giving a wild buck just as he came explosively, his wildly twitching member erupting into hot, wet, silky jets of salty, slightly astringent flavored semen, flooding Illis' throat and muzzle. In his passion the Metaran gagged gently, the rush of semen overwhelming him, forcing him to pull his muzzle back to swallow properly as Haran's cum rushed from the corners of his lips, running down his chin and throat. Illis gasped raggedly as he kept his muzzle clamped around the twitching tip of Haran's cock, swallowing as much of the human's cum as he could get, kneading his cock and balls greedily till Haran gasped and groaned squirming desperately, "AH-! Mmm, ok, ok, OK! Little one, Illis let it go...! You're killin' me!"

Haran squirmed as he shifted his hips wildly, the hyper stimulated skin of his cock making tingles of discomfort flood through his thighs and hips. Illis rumbled cutely, licking his lips as he still held the human's cock, trying to lap up every drop of the spilled seed streaking his muzzle and lips. Haran collapsed back, panting as he tried not to chuckle, watching the snowy haired Metaran continue to squeeze his poor punished cock, "You have to let it recharge Illis, you have to let it rest for just a moment!"

The human male grinned as he gazed at the black and white furred male, shaking his head as Illis gazed hungrily at the gently bobbing length twitching in his grip. The Metaran didn't seem about to allow the human's cock to go flaccid after its eruptive orgasm, making Haran heave a resigned sigh as he prodded at the pad resting on the short table next to the bed. He keyed in a few commands on the info-pad, hearing the synthesizer unit in the hygiene chamber hum loudly and click, "Go get the things I just ordered from the synthesizer please little one."

Illis bounded up from the bed, hesitantly relinquishing his grip on the human's cock just long enough to dash to the next room, slide open the synthesizer, grab the objects within, slam it shut and come bounding back to throw himself on the bed, offering his full paws to Haran. Haran took the small gel filled bottle, a stretchy ring of polymer and a dermal injector filled with two vials, one clear, the other pale blue. The human squeezed a small amount of the clear gel onto his cock, massaging it into his skin, biting his lip as he felt his entire length tingle softly with warmth, then go slightly numb. He showed Illis how to slide the soft, stretchy polymer ring down around the base of his member, letting it contract just enough to hold his cock at erection. With a sigh Haran adjusted the trans-dermal injector and pressed it into his own lean thigh, feeling the momentary sting as the vials bubbled. Illis perked his ears, "What's that Haran?"

"Stimulator and enhancer. Something to make sure I can keep up with you, seeing how eager you're getting now that you're not nervous, so I can keep it up in general and make sure I don't get dehydrated."

Haran had undergone several chemical and gene therapies to enhance his endurance in many areas of his human physiology, but some sexual additions and toys still came in handy. He tossed the injector and bottle of gel onto the short table, grabbing his drink and draining it in one gulp before throwing himself onto the bed flat on his back, grinning at the wet-faced Metaran who kneeled, panting at the edge of the bed. Illis giggled shyly as he gazed at the reclining human from behind his cascade of alabaster hair, licking his lips gently as Haran offered him another glass of nectar. The Metaran shook his head, mmm-ing gently as he slowly rolled onto his side against the lounging human, pressing against him and opening his muzzle playfully, pulling the human's drinking-bulb bearing hand toward his muzzle, letting Haran tip the glass against his lips, drinking slowly.

The black and white furred male ran his soft, warm paws slowly over the human male's naked; sweat dappled body, feeling Haran's dense, leanly muscled form, uttering quiet, contented noises of pleasure as he licked his lips. Haran drained the glass himself before setting it aside, settling flush against the Metaran male, coming nose to nose with the smiling furred male. He stroked the furred male's nicely sculpted ebon chest, chuckling as the Metaran male squirmed and giggled softly as he touched the pert, hard bumps of his pink nipples. Haran smiled, brushing his nose against Illis' dusty pink one, "You seem to be much more relaxed now, even, I daresay, enjoying yourself."

"Oh yesss..."

Illis nodded briefly, touching his muzzle to the human's oddly flat, furless face, nuzzling into him with a churrling huff of breath. Haran clasped his hands against the Metaran's lower back, rubbing just above the base of his tail slowly, feeling Illis arch softly before he slid his hands down and over the beautifully smooth, pleasantly full curve of the furred male's backside, squeezing it. Illis uttered a tiny moan, pressing his muzzle into Haran's chin and rubbing their faces together affectionately. Haran moved his head gently, kissing slowly and softly over the Metaran's muzzle and high cheekbones, He could taste himself, his own seed and musk on the furred male's muzzle and face, gently licking the Metaran's lips, making him give off another cute rumble of breath.

Illis tipped his head, pressing his muzzle into the humans tender kissing, sighing in pleasure as he felt the human's blunt teeth gently nip his own pouting lower lip, tugging it. As Haran's strong hands moved up and down the Metaran's heart-shaped rump he kissed the furred male's lips, feeling Illis hesitate at the affectation briefly before he reciprocated, pressing their lips together, rubbing his muzzle into the kissing. Illis' jade eyes were half closed as he moved his hips, making his smooth ass grind gently back and forth in Haran's hands, coo-ing as he used his own sharp, pearly teeth to snag the human's lip, nibbling and tugging it. He opened his muzzle in a tiny gasp as Haran's strong hand flexed at the wrist, giving his tight backside a gentle spank, releasing the human's lip as Haran pressed in for another kiss, flicking his own broad tongue against the Metaran's parted muzzle.

Illis wriggled, grinding his ass into Haran's hands as he flicked his long tongue around the human's own warm, wet appendage, panting into Haran's mouth as they thrust their tongues back and forth, thrashing them and exploring one another's maws freely. The Metaran's head buzzed as they kissed, he knew that that particular mannerism of intimate affection was not exclusively a human one, as he knew Terran human's called it "French-kissing" but he marveled at the unabashed intimacy that could be shared between two individuals without the involvement of genitals. The exchange of breath and bodily fluid, without the exchange of genetic material was seen by many races to be one of the most intimate of acts, which the Metaran happily shared with his newfound human lover. Illis let his softly padded paws roam over the human's strong frame, inevitably sliding them down to Haran's slightly flagging, but still erect cock, caressing it as he kisses and nuzzled into Haran's throat, biting it gently.

Haran grinned as he felt the gently prick of the Metaran's fangs, leaving tiny indentations on his flushed skin, "I do believe you wish to mate with me Illis. Initiating foreplay so shamelessly like that."

Illis shivered as the human male gave his onyx furred ass another squeeze, rubbing slowly up and down the velvet furred cleft of his backside. He nodded softly, his rounded ears blushing red as he licked and nibbled over Haran's throat and chin, tasting the musk and salt of the human's sweat, "Yes."

He tipped his broad muzzled head, gazing into the human's stormy gray eyes, gripping his cock tighter once more, "I wish you to mate me, if it pleases you..."

"Oh, nothing would please me more."

Haran slipped his hand along the deep, warm furred cleft of the Metaran's ass, bringing his other hand around and gently probing the short, thick ruffle of fur covering the black and white pelted male's crotch, "Mmm, and I think I'm finally feeling some signs of you truly relaxing, aren't I?"

Illis giggled, flushing as he felt Haran's fingers brushing his pubic mound and the pouch concealing his sheathed sex. He gasped as Haran's skilled fingers found the entrance to his genital pouch, rubbing gently around the opening, pressing a soft, warm fingertip inward, "I do believe you've found my cock..."

"I think so. Thankfully with my degree, I do have a working knowledge of Metaran anatomy but I might need a demonstration little one."

Illis blushed, gingerly wriggling his hips backward on the bed slowly as he lay against the tall, lean human, guiding Haran's hand to the thickly furred public mound. The human pressed his hand flush against the bulge of the Metaran's concealed genitals, probing very gently. Haran could feel the twin bulges of the furred male's large testicles held within the space within his public mound, just behind a loose, muscle controlled fold of skin. He gently rubbed the loose fold of the Metaran's velvet furred scrotum between his fingers, softly pulling it looser, making Illis moan in an undertone, "This is where your testicles will slide free and hang, just like anyone else's, correct?"

"Y-yesss..."

Haran grinned at the Metaran's shivering exhalation, moving his fingers up incrementally, feeling the firm, short outline of the furred male's sheathed penis, rubbing the outline, "And this... Is where your penis is sheathed, being your people's cock's are sheathed internally, held in an internal pouch, which provides insulation, self lubrication and a wonderful abundance of pheromones."

Haran gently slipped a finger into the opening of the Metaran's internal pouch-sheath, feeling his warm, moist cock, still only partially erect. Illis moaned louder, arching his hips as the human's questing finger stroked the outline of his hardening cock. Haran could feel the muscular contractions of the Metaran's genital pouch as Illis' cock stiffened swiftly till it was filling his sheath, thrusting slowly from its hiding spot as the pouch around it contracted and retracted tighter against his body. As the furred male's sleek cock emerged from his body Haran felt Illis' testicles drop into their loose sac of velvet furred skin, filling out. The heady, almost dizzying aroma of the Metaran's musk was enchanting, mingling with the human musk the black and white furred male had exuded before, making Haran's belly and thighs rush with warmth.

The lean human felt the Metaran's cock fill his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, it was almost the same length as his own, a scant inch shorter, with a sleeker, less veined, smoother shaft, pale pink, with a tapering tip. Illis moaned, his hips bucking reflexively as the human male stroked his sleek cock gently, pressing tightly against the taller male's lean, more densely muscled form, "Yessssss, I want you to mate me Haran... You're very gentle for a human, who was seeking the services of a companion male..."

"Why would I want to be rough, or hasty with my leisure Illis?"

Haran gently gripped Illis' arms, hefting him into a sitting position and pulling him to the very middle of the expansive bed, lowering him back down as he settled himself down atop the blushing Metaran male. The black and white furred male spread his legs, opening his thighs wide, invitingly for the human's narrow hips and strong thighs, "I had heard that many humans prefer to mate face-to-face..."

"It's more... intimate, I think. Sometimes front-to-back or any other style or position is amusing, but face-to-face is much more intimate. It lets you look into your mating partner's face while you fuck them."

Illis blushed harder, burying his muzzle into the human's shoulder making Haran chuckle, "What? Fucking? Is there something wrong with saying something as vulgar as fucking?"

"N-no. It's perfectly alright to... say... fucking."

The Metaran smiled as he shifted beneath the human's hips; wrapping his legs around Haran's narrow hips, holding himself against the taller male, biting his lip softly as he felt Haran's thick cock slip down and press up behind his now loose testicles, then slip down into the cleft of his rump. The thick, blunt-tipped, still slightly slick and sticky rod of flesh was hot pressed against his tender tail-ring. Haran moved his hips, making his cock rub more, pulling back so the freshly oozing tip of his length pressed flush against the entrance of the Metaran's body, centering it carefully. Illis uttered a shrill sound, arching against Haran as he felt the human's blunt cock-tip press into the breathtakingly tight passage into his body, "Oh! Yessss!"

Illis hissed through his fangs as he squirmed gently, trying to hold still, "I want you to fuck me, please Haran..."

Haran marveled as he could feel the furred male's body twitching against the tip of his cock, clenching and relaxing in anticipation. He stroked the Metaran's face gently as he aligned his hips, "Relax... Just relax... Are you a virgin Illis?"

"Y-y-yesss... I-I've never been penetrated by another male before, j-just toys... I'm sorry."

The young Metaran shivered hard as he bit his lip softly, holding tightly to the strong human's body, feeling that thick, blunt cock-tip pressing tightly flush against the entrance to his body. His spinning head was torn between unbridled lust fogging his thoughts and the soft, panicky flutter of nerves as he mentally measured the gentle human's cock, trying not to squirm. Haran moved his hips gently, nodding his understanding as he pressed down against the trembling Metaran, "You don't have to apologize Illis, but if you're a virgin, I should be paying you more. Just relax..."

"Y-yes..." The shivering Metaran uttered a tiny hiccupping chirp as he forced himself to relax against Haran, gripping the human's back tightly as the larger male shifted his hips. Illis inhaled with a loud gasp, his jade eyes widening as his body did several things at once in response to the sensation of Haran's blunt glans pressing down and into him harder. The Metaran's body gave an involuntary clench, making him bite himself accidentally with his sharp fangs, his back stiffening and his paws reflexively digging into Haran's back, his mercifully blunted claw-tips leaving 10 long, raised pink weals. The pale human uttered a loud curse at the burning scrapes that erupted down his spine, the shock making him push forward away from the discomfort, forcing his hips in the only direction they could go. Illis exhaled in a sharp cry of dazed surprise at the sudden weight down against himself paired with the slick tip of Haran's cock penetrating the tight ring of his body with a pop, stretching his virginal body open with jarring suddenness.

"AI!" Illis' earsplitting yelp froze Haran in place as the slender Metaran's hips squirmed of their own accord, his body desperately clenching and relaxing in an attempt to adjust to the foreign presence suddenly within it. Illis' jade green eyes were wide and wet as he whimpered softly, clutching against Haran as the jarring spasm of pain passed, leaving him winded. The pale human pressed down into him gripped him gently, "I'm sorry, that was my fault..."

"N-no! I-I shouldn't have grabbed you like that... D-don't stop!"

Illis buried his muzzle into Haran's throat, muffling himself gently as he renewed his grip on the human's back, avoiding the stinging pink welts, moving his backside gently as he tried to make his body relax around the blunt cock-tip stretching him open, "I-I'd... Rather... I'd rather have someone like you, gentle and... affectionate, t-take me for the first time, than s-someone rough!"

"I understand."

Haran smiled softly as he kissed between Illis' ears, rubbing the furred male's smooth ass as he spread his rump-cheeks widely, pressing down into the Metaran slowly, penetrating him gently, easing into that almost painfully tight tail-ring with a grunt. The human's cock slid into the furred male smoothly, easing him open gently, filling him till Haran's balls pushed up against the base of his tail. Illis gasped softly, panting as he gritted his teeth only at the moment Haran's cock pushed into him all the way, feeling the entire length within him. The sensation of a living member within him was nothing like his idle exploration with a sex toy; even the best simulation or automata driven toy couldn't quite capture the density, firmness and warmth of the living, diamond hard, throbbing length buried deep inside him. Illis shifted his hips experimentally, clenching softly, marveling at the sensation of the human's gorgeous cock inside him, he could feel its every shift, twitch and tiny movement within him magnified, but the pain had long passed, leaving him with a not quite uncomfortable sensation he couldn't place.

The warm purple chamber was awash with the mingled pheromones and tiny pants of passion, the diffuse violet and blue lights making Haran's dampened skin shimmer as he pulled his hips back experimentally, "Just relax now... You'll like it."

Illis uttered a tiny whimpering moan as he nodded, his smooth hips shivering as he felt Haran's thick cock slide slowly from him, then back in with a slightly faster pace, the human angling his hips so his blunt glans skated over the Metaran's smooth, warm inner walls, prodding that delicate internal pressure trigger that all males shared. He gasped, the tingle of pleasure sparking in his belly as Haran purposefully dragged his cock-tip over his prostate several times with his thrusts in and out, each one slightly faster and deeper. Illis groaned into Haran's throat, licking it slowly as his jade eyes flickered upward, his body immersing in the novel sensations of copulation. He could feel the whole of the human's thick length, sliding smoothly in and out, rubbing within him, the grinding of the larger male's balls against his ass and the thick base of his tail, making him shiver and the sheer weight of Haran pressing down into him, holding him against the bed, almost helpless other than to offer his own thrusts and grinding motions of his hips.

The furred male's now rock-hard cock jutted and rubbed up and down against the ridges of the human's stomach, leaving wide swaths of clear, warm fluid as it drooled copiously. His fluttering muscles urging Haran on as he bucked down into Illis' warm, tight body. The human gripped Illis' heart-shaped rump tighter, arching over him harder, feeling the bed beneath them starting to jounce and ripple in response to their movements. The gasping Metaran moaned into Haran's throat before baring his pearly teeth and biting him heatedly growling softly, hearing him utter a grunt of discomfort before issuing a human growl of his own and pressing down against the squirming Metaran harder.

"H-Harder!" Illis groaned loudly as he barked gutturally, tensing beneath the thrusting human, clenching tighter around his thick cock. Haran grinned as he gently lifted the furred male's legs around his waist, holding him tightly with one hand as he caressed down the panting Metaran's heaving chest with his other, "Mmm, giving orders? I suppose I can oblige."

Haran tugged the panting Metaran's nipples, squeezing them to hear the slender furred male cry out and shudder, clenching down tight around his cock. He ground his hips into Illis' tight ass, speeding his thrusts, making his thick cock delve deeper, stroking more aggressively back and forth across the Metaran's internal trigger. To make Illis squirm harder the pale human slid a hand up the Metaran's sleek cock, squeezing it tightly and gripping it, stroking it in time with their clashing thrusts. The thrashing Metaran's screeching moans tripled as his eyes rolled into his head, making Haran thankful the suites were most likely soundproofed. He bucked, pounding against the striped male's clenching ass, driving his cock as deep as he could without hurting the virgin Metaran, "You like that my tight little one?"

"Yesssssss!"

Haran stroked Illis harder against his own hard ridged stomach, feeling the Metaran's cock diamond taut, spilling pre-cum wildly, twitching dangerously, "I think you're about to make a mess..."

The human male nipped the side of the furred male's throat, making him cry out, stroking him tightly and quickly, the fluttering of the Metaran's muscles making his own cock tighten once more, impaling Illis deeply. Haran groaned as the slender furred body beneath him clenched like a vice around him and Illis screeched in pleasure, his sleek cock exploding into a raging torrent of hot, sticky seed, coating both their bellies and squirting almost far enough to hit the bucking human's chin. The growling Metaran shuddered, squeezing the human cock within him like a warm, slick fist, bringing him to the brink of another climax as Haran humped down against him, panting raggedly as he was sprayed with more liquid silk, "Yeaaaa... You're gonna make me cum again!"

"I-Inside me!"

"Yeaaa!"

Haran groaned and pressed his face into Illis' shoulder, bucking deep and hard in short, drumming bangs of his hips, stiffening as he felt the flutter in his thighs and balls, exhaling loudly as his cock erupted into the depths of the tight furred body beneath him. The human grunted, shivering and bucking in shorter and shorter jerks of his hips before he slowly relaxed down against Illis, leaving them panting against one another, the warm fatigue of afterglow creeping in. Haran jumped as he felt Illis' teeth against his throat again, smirking gently as he lifted his hand and lowered against the Metaran's smooth ebony rump with the subdued crack of skin on fur, "Hey, watch it with those, you're gonna leave a mark."

The skunk-like male's breathless giggle didn't sound remotely convinced as he burrowed his muzzle deeper into the human's throat and nipped, tugging the skin softly. The series of bright pink divots in Haran's pale skin made him grunt softly, shaking his head at the giggling and chirruping Metaran, "You know, for a hooker, you're awfully cute."

Illis shrugged softly; licking over the human's chin sedately giving his heart-shaped ass a side-to-side shake, tugging Haran's slightly flagging cock and making it jump back up to full length. He mmm-ed softly as Haran groaned, smiling into the human's shoulder, "I think you're going to have fun mmm... fucking me all night."

Haran tipped his head, smirking as he massaged the ebon furred rump clenching around him softly, squeezing it, "Oh, you want to make this an all-night thing?"

"All night... All week... You said you had a lot of leave scheduled..."

The human sputtered softly as the Metaran kissed him, raising his brow, "Oh, you want to invoke some Shadai-Shar economic rules and renegotiate this one-off shagging into a short-term contract with an option for renewal?"

"Perhaps." Illis shrugged as he sank his fangs into the human's pale skin once more, making him yelp breathlessly.

"Ow, hey, I think your Shadai-Shar boss might have tried to sell me a lunatic virgin! I want to renegotiate price!"

Haran smirked as he bucked beneath the wriggling Metaran, chuckling. He spanked the younger male, making him shiver and arch. Illis giggled, showing his pearly fangs as he ran his blunted claws down the human's lean form, making him grunt louder, "Yes! Yes, I think you're trying to seduce me into going above and beyond the prostitute and buyer!"

The human shook his head, groaning as the Metaran male didn't let him up, "It's gonna be a long night..."

Fin