♥ It takes two ♥

There was a palpable tension around the dinner table. Yril’k was well aware of the reason. Even without the fact that her compound eyes were noting the fluctuations in the temperature of the chief science officer, discussions with her lady had… no, not her lady, Trea’k. It was important to name the envoy correctly as per her request. Discussions with Trea’k had led her to understand that the captain intended to procreate with the science officer, and probably others. That was an understandable drive for those with the anatomy to do so; she personally found the whole business rather strange - although the prospect of new life joining the hive had her guardian instincts running hot.

She wondered idly if the other human, the one with the braids was also aware. Certainly, she had shown an interest in the captain. Did human females have the necessary sensors to detect all the temperature and pheromone changes she was picking up? It was an interesting question, and one she would have to ask Bleu about later - after she’d finished double checking the armoury again of course. Which gave her a good excuse to leave the table - excellent, as the sensory information she was getting from those intimate with the captain seemed to be moving in the direction that usually led them towards the bedroom.

Dustin looked up as Yril’k pushed her chair back. “Are you alright, security officer?” The Vex’ess woman nodded politely, before gesturing towards the door. “Forgive me, captain’k but I have a few things’k I wish to look over before bed’k. Excuse me’k.” As the insect woman left, Sammie also stood, handing her empty plate to a hovering Naera who’d already collected the others. “Delicious as always, Naera. That’s my cue to hop off too captain - I want to be properly awake when we drop out of the jump, so I’m going to go crash out now for a bit. Have fun everyone.”

As the door closed behind the two women not actively part of Dustin’s harem, the mood in the room changed. To everyone’s surprise, it was Bleu who broke the silence first. “Naera, would you mind if I pampered you a little? That was really an excellent meal even by your standards.” The chef nodded, allowing the Queri to take her by the hand and lead her through into the ambassadorial bedroom. As they left, Rye looked about to speak - but found herself silenced by Trea’k who took the simple approach of hugging the woman’s face into her chest. The presence of Emely under her other arm left no doubt as to the insect woman’s intent as she lifted the bunny girl out of her chair and turned to follow Bleu.

“My mate, Meli requires your attention tonight. I will take care of these two so that they do not disturb you.” She said, four eyes locking onto Meli’s for a moment before leaving. The Velca shifted in her seat, before looking in the direction of Dustin’s mostly-unused bedroom. “We really do keep going back to there, don’t we?” Dustin said, rising and taking his wife’s hand. “Mmm.” She said, standing, before leaning into him and adding. “This time though, I took the liberty of already taking off everything under my uniform as soon as I could after leaving the bridge.”

The pair entered his quarters in a hurry after that, Dustin’s hands already fussing with his belt as the door closed behind them. Meli pulled her uniform top off in one go, breasts dropping heavily into view as the tight fabric pulled free. A quick shimmy of her hips later, and she stood naked while Dustin still struggled with his uniform shirt. Sighing, she stepped in close and brushed his hands away. “We’ll be here all night if you keep rushing to get nowhere like that.” She said, lifting her face up for a kiss as her hands began to skilfully undo the fastenings.

Top removed at last, the pair stood for a moment just drinking in the sight of the other’s naked form. For all the lovemaking, fucking and just general sexual play they had engaged in since meeting, this night had more weight than normal and they both knew it. “How do…” Dustin began, before Meli firmly pushed him back so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Straddling him, she gripped the sides of his face in her hands, their lips meeting with a ferocity even as his hands adjusted his shaft to accommodate her position.

A moment later, Meli’s breath hitched in her throat, a satisfied hiss escaping through their kiss as he entered her. Dustin was unsure if it was just because he was aware of what they were doing or if it was actually the case, but she felt hotter and wetter than at any time before. Her sex wrapping him in warmth he dropped backwards, pulling her down with him as he fell further onto the bed. Meli’s hips began to move of their own accord as the pair hit the mattress, her cunt rocking over his shaft while her moans provided ample evidence of her lust and need in that moment. With her dark hair spilling around his face, Dustin ran his hands down the Velca’s back before resting them on her ass as he began to pump upwards into his love.

The plushness of Meli’s rear between his fingers was to good not to squeeze; Meli responded by lifting clear of their kiss, sitting upright and pushing herself down hard onto his shaft - with the new angle pushing all the right buttons for the Velca judging by the expression on her face and the lustful noises she was making. One hand on his torso to steady herself, Meli ran the other up her form to toy with her breast - as much for his benefit as for hers; while Dustin was always considerate with his lovers, they both had one thing in mind this time and it involved his release not hers.

Biting her lip, she gazed down at him, her eyes half closed at the sensations his cock was generating in her core. “Don’t… don’t hold back husband” she panted, her breathing becoming ragged against the rise and fall of her body along his length. In reply, Dustin gave her backside one more squeeze before moving his arms to her waist and pulling her back down onto him fully. Lips meeting, the speed of their coupling slowed as the angle changed, a grinding rocking resuming once more in place of the rapid rise and fall that Meli had been controlling.

Despite the known effects of his lover’s walls on him when she was on top, Dustin rolled, flipping them over and thrusting down into his wife. Certainly, with her on top he would reach a climax rapidly - but something within him wanted this first attempt to be with her looking up at him. Perhaps it was the primal nature of the act, perhaps it was the amount of control she’d offered up in the bedroom during their honeymoon - whatever it was, he took charge of their lovemaking, his hips resuming the powerful pace she had set even as the woman beneath him crossed her legs behind his back.

“Fuck, oh fuck Dustin” her cries grew louder as he pounded into her, the angle allowing for him to reach as deep inside her as he had ever managed. Eyes locked, her gaze was a mixture of love and lust; from the tensing in her cunt and the flickering of her ears he could tell her climax was near - but then so was his. For once, he didn’t even attempt to hold back; instead, as he felt the first tell-tale twitches of her inner walls he accelerated, drawing yet more cries from the woman in his arms. Her hands came up, grasping the back of his head and pressing his forehead to hers as her mouth dropped into a silent scream.

The spasming of Meli’s cunt drove him right up to the edge, but despite the clenching of her sex in the aftermath of her orgasm it was not enough yet to tip him over it. As he continued to thrust through her first climax and towards another, the Velca sucked in air, locking her eyes with him. “Fill me, husband. Oh fuck, oh Dustin, fucking fuck me…” her words were slurred with the feelings of her release still rippling through her body before she gasped, eyes growing wide as the continual rise and fall of his hips pushed her into the beginnings of a second orgasm far faster than she’d expected. “Fuck, don’t stop, don’t you dare stop” She managed to say as Dustin gasped, his own climax approaching rapidly. Barely holding on to the ability to speak, Meli seemed to sense his impending orgasm and managed one final moan that tipped them both over into a wave of release. “Oh husband, fill me, Dustin, fuck, breed me!” With her words seeming to reverberate in his brain, Dustin hilted himself inside his wife and came.

Everything narrowed in that moment to the pair of them, heads pressed together as his cock pulsed in her depths. Neither wanted to pull away, both savouring the moment - but at last, Dustin rolled regretfully to one side, the two cuddling in close. Moments passed with no sound but their breathing, then at last Meli spoke once more. “That was incredible, husband.” Then her voice took on an arch tone as she continued “of course, just because you humans have a stupidly high compatibility with other species doesn’t mean you have a higher chance of conception than normal.” Dustin grinned, and tilted his wife’s head up by her chin for a kiss before he replied. “Well then, if that’s the case, we should probably give it a few more tries, just to be on the safe side.”