Sure...?

He knew it was a landmine of a question, but he had to know. However he wasn't entirely stupid. He gave a moment of thought before answering.

"Sure...," her lips widening her smile before he continued, "But you do know that Layla and Carm are going to be coming back any moment now, right? It's not like you have a lot of time to... mess with me."

"Hmmm, true. Well then, perhaps this then?"

She crossed the distance, making a show of swaying her hips to catch his eyes until she was pushed right up against him, bringing her face close to his. Before he could do or say anything, she had her arms around his neck and pulled him close, their lips slamming against each other. His eyes shot open as her tongue shot into his mouth, the alien taking full control of the pace of the kiss. This time there would be no loss of control, she'd be the one to make him submit.

Her tongue nearly went to the back of his throat. Rather than feel like it was **** him though, it ... wasn't? In fact it tasted a bit... sweet? A different but close taste to cinnamon. Was it possible she could store the taste of her food on her tounge longer than a human? A bit weird but this whole thing was weird anyway.

Rather than submit to it, Zac fought to wrap what he could of his own tongue around the invading appendage.

He became aware of a hand sliding under his shirt, her fingers slowly dancing up his ribs. He copied her, a hand going up to her chest while the other hooked around her back. His hand felt around her large plump breasts, poking the soft flesh with a finger tip. When the would be queen didn't give a negative reaction, Zac slid a hand under her top to cup the soft mound below. He began squeezing the supple breast softly, sending a wave of warm the through Blackfire's body...

The grip on his neck hardened, reminding him of a hard grip from an authority figure.

He drew back as Blackfire did too, her long tongue retracting into her mouth. She was breathing hard and had a blush on her face as she wiggled out of his grasp.

"ALRIGHT. Alright...., we're done." Blackfire announced as she turned away.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. A noise started to form in her throat, but she wasn't... entirely sure what it was forming into.

"Remove your ha-"

Before she finish, a kiss was placed on back of her neck, impairing her control over her own body as a shiver of pleasure rand down her back. She was then turned around, firmly, and her lips captured again. Blackfire's' already shaky resistances was fully snuffed out as her lips were taken, on reflex pressing against another pair as they started to place luxurious kisses against her. The alien's lips parting as now familiar hands found purchase anew on her boobs and hips, one hand sliding back under under her top and bra before kneading her doughy mounds.

Her moans were easily quieted as her partner deepened their kiss, a tongue tantalizingly teasing her own as it entered into her mouth.

A heat was pooling and building inside her as they swapped saliva, her mind clouding with pleasure each time she swallowed mid kiss, trying to almost drink in all the feelings this man was giving her. This wasn't different at all, it was just like last night.., why?

She was left panting as their lips broke apart, lines of saliva bridging their mouths briefly before a sweep of her tongue took care of it on reflex.

"Now. We're done." Zac answered, his eyes looking hard at her, "But if you want an actual kiss just ASK next time. Or just take it like that."

"Yooooooouuuuuu..."

"No. Listen." he started sternly, a finger brought up to jab towards her, "I don't think we're a good match for each other beyond just physical. You're right, we're just incompatible that way. But if you want an actual kiss, just ask or do that. Don't pussy foot around with some 'excuse' or something. You're some evil queen pirate aren't you? Honestly after last night I wouldn't think you'd try to find an excuse."

"...., IF you are so willing, I will keep that in mind." she hissed out as she turned away.

That had... backfired. Mostly.

She had hoped that now, fully in control and not teased or in bed that she'd be able to resist him. She hadn't meant to make it ... that intense. Well maybe for a bit just to take control and show him his place but he'd flipped it around so... easily. Like she was some blushing virgin her legs turned to jelly from one kiss or two. That was worrying.

It seemed that Zac had been altered a bit to make him... acceptable to her. Blackfire's body seemed like it would react to him even if her mind was against it. Some sort of pheromone or other bonding agent? That would have to be something to look into later. Last thing she wanted was to just bend over and let him have his way with her. Not that after last night she'd be..., opposed to that. Only that she wanted HIM to come to her and for her to be in control for it. She didn't want to submit to him, again.

Still it was a little odd that he took the initiative there.

"You were rather forward there. I'm..., rather surprised by that." she growled out as she went back to work at the computer.

"....honestly I kinda moved before I realized what I was doing. ...besides, you are a good kisser." he admitted as he rubbed the back of his neck, "Better than my ex if I'm allowed to say that."

"Hmm, well. What normal human woman could HOPE to compete with me." She announced, her shoulders moving upward a bit as she puffed up.

That would have to do for now. Though a part of her took some joy in the compliant.

"Hey... can I ask something."

"Not another kiss..." she turned back to him.

"It's related to that." he sheepishly admitted, "I... recall my suit started to... fade on the way back to the ship yesterday. I remember you moving close to me and then... nothing. How'd I survive?"

"AH.... that." she grumbled, as she flexed her jaw a few times before slithering out her tongue.

Damn... that was long. It reached about halfway towards him and he was a couple feet away. She quickly retracted it sounding like a weird meaty taper measure.

"It is... something we can do. I'll save you the Bio class but basically I can attached myself to you..., and breathe 'for' you. This bonding also includes passing on my resistances. So the vacuum of space becomes something you can survive while I do this. Granted it's.... not something easily done and makes you a target if you're attached to me in combat. So don't think you're get a free non space suit ride like that again. Not without you being at risk."

".....Huh... that's... hmm. I'll take your word on it." he stumbled for the right words, "...And I know you probably didn't want to do that and only did it cause of the whole life pact thing. But... thanks. I mean it."

"...., well. You are..., welcome." she said, her words drawn out like someone was trying to pry the words out of her throat.

Still if she had bonded with him in that way; could that have lead to why she was so worked up in the bedroom along with how submissive she had been? Something about their altered bodies being effected by that? Yet another thing to try and look into later.

Carm and Layla eventually arrived back; the young child wearing a pink shirt and overalls. Blackfire shot the robot a look but a shrug was returned. Zac just said she liked cute but practical clothes. Whatever, at least she didn't have to worry about the little one getting into trouble with a skirt getting caught on machinery. She'd lost a lot of gowns to automatic doors.

When Layla heard about them having to go back to the station, her littler energetic side started up. She was asking questions, making pleads, etc etc about the station or if she could come with. Zac was worried. It wouldn't do to have her on an alien station, more so one that had a chance of turning into another shooting war.

"Oh come on, it'll be a great learning opertunity. Besides if you don't now, she's probably going to do something silly or more daring next time." Blackfire said as she rose from her chair.

"You speak as..." he started.

"My culture might be rather rough and tumble... very physical. But I WAS a young princess at one point. I can understand being a bit of a caged bird." she huffed back crossing her arms, "Besides I'd rather keep an eye on her when I have an idea of what we could be fighting against rather than have her try to sneak out on the next station and have like.... some ooze creature eat her."

She did have a bit of a point. IT wasn't a strong point but it was a point.