Fuck it?

When I grabbed it earlier, Its memories rushed into me... Since fighting is usually pointless for its race, they settle disputes through sex. This feels dumb as hell, but I'm getting sick of these time loops. I may not have fucked my way into this mess, but by God I will fuck my way out of it. I shrink my blades to nothing, and then my armor. I stand in front of this thing, cock out and ready to rock out. Shockingly, it seems to have somehow worked. Its eyes are wide, and its stance has relaxed. It looks at me confused, but as I walk into the clearing with it, it walks to meet me. It holds its hands up defensively, and seems to pull back its claws...I could maybe attack it now, but I feel like that would just lead to another loop.

I reach up to its face and now that it's not trying to kill me it actually looks kind of cute...in a lot of ways. It sniffs my hand, then reaches up to grab it. I don't know if it's just tired of getting its ass kicked or if this is what it's wanted this whole time, but I seize the opening. Even without my heavy armor, I'm still at my 3rd evolution, and this thing is much weaker than me. As it pushes against my hand, I bring it to hold its face, sliding a thumb into its mouth. Suddenly, its eyes go wide and I'm reminded, this is a 'he' not an 'it' as its cock taps against my thigh.

His ears flick and his fur stands on end, but his eyes relax as he licks my finger. The lewd display stokes my own lust, and my dick lifts to attention. On the way up, it knocks his out of the way, causing him to yelp and bite down on my thumb. I keep my cool, and I can tell from scanning his thoughts my lack of reaction impressed him. I take the moment to look through more of his memories to best navigate this situation. As I relax a bit and let my cock thump against his taut stomach, he brings his other hand to my body and scratches me. It's shallow, meant to provoke me into going further. If that's what he wants...

I go back to some of the hand to hand training I did with Michael, and in an instant, I sweep the monster's legs, throwing him to the ground, catching him at the last moment. His heart rate skyrockets, as I hold him down. His claw goes to my chest, but cowed he backs off, instead letting his hand fall and digging his claws into the dirt. He's openly panting now, watching me like I'm the only thing that matters. It's good...More people should look at me like this.

I kneel beside his prone body and he rolls to meet me. I run my hand along his body and marvel at how soft his fur is, contrasted to how firm his body is. As expected of a predator, even if he is a small fish in a smaller pond, his muscles are firm...for his power level anyway. Under my touch, with a bit of ****, he feels as soft as any woman I've been with. He can tell the difference of power between us now and if it scares him, he still doesn't show his fear. Instead, he leans forward and licks my chest submissively.

My hand continues exploring his body, and reach his flared hips. I give them an appreciative squeeze, and he moans into my chest. I pull him a bit closer, and grab his huge, plush ass. The source of his explosive speed, this thing is easily the most powerful muscle on his body, and it shows. To show my own support, I give it a firm, warrior's slap, causing him to yelp and bite into my chest, before resuming his licking regimen. I think it's time we moved on to the next part. I check his memories to see what he wants to do next and the answer is clear.