Seems like all it takes to get a bitchy Raxasian's attitude to improve is a good fucking. Who knew?

You lean back in the pilot's seat and Sera lays against you, the both of you slick with sweat and panting as you catch your breath after the intense fucking you'd given her. Not exactly what you'd expected to happen when you brought the sexy, but arrogant Raxasian aboard your ship, but you couldn't say you weren't happy with this turn of events. Not that you'd ever be unhappy about getting to fuck a hot girl of any species and temperament, but, still, the point stands. You were happy things had turned out this way...though you wondered if Sera would see things the same way.

After all, there was a fifty-fifty chance she could turn this around into you somehow tricking her into sex...which, while not completely untrue, was mostly untrue. The kiss had been a mutual thing, but the rest of it might have been your using your greater experience to play her into your sexual wheelhouse. At least that was how she could spin it and you knew that, if that was the case, you'd probably have a majorly bitchy Raxasian to deal with and that would be a headache you really didn't need.

That thought process is what makes you flinch slightly as Sera turns to look at you over her shoulder. Her cheeks are flushed and her lips are parted as her pure golden eyes look into yours. It's hard to read those eyes, you find, and you both simply stare into each others' gazes for a long while. You feel a bit of tension coil in your gut as you wonder if she's about to lay into you with that (figuratively) venomous tongue of hers...and then she's leaning forward and kissing you and putting that tongue to a much different use as it slides into your mouth to coil around your own.

She kisses you passionately for a long while, something you're all too happy to allow and take part in yourself, until she finally pulls her mouth from yours with a soft sigh of pleasure. "That wasss wonderful, Captain Halloway.", she breathes out happily and you grin as you think that, once again, your dick has proven to be the solution to all of your problems. It's also usually the cause of many of your problems, but you decide to gloss over that fact for now.

"You can call me Derrick, darlin'.", you say as you reach up and caress her cheek in a lightly affectionate way, the Raxasian giving a somewhat pleasured hiss as she leans into your touch affectionately, "You know, if I had known all ya needed was a good fuckin' to improve your attitude, we coulda gotten along a lot better a lot sooner."

You chuckle softly at your own words, but Sera simply blushes as she reaches a hand up to catch your own before slowly shifting position, spinning herself around while still in your lap (which does very nice things to your half-hard cock still inside of her) so she is straddling you. She leans in and wraps her arms around you, resting her head on your chest and sighing dreamily...which probably should have been your first hint about the direction things were taking.

"I am sssorry, Derrick, that I wasss ssso difficult.", she says as she snuggles into you and holds you tight, "But it ssshall be different now. Now we have mated and that changesss everything."

....Uh-oh.

"Uh...what d'ya mean 'changes everything'?", you ask with some trepidation.

"Now that I have found a mate of my own, I can go home and finally end all of the troublesss that plague me!", she declares happily, still holding you tight in a way that seems confining now to you, "I can take you home and you can fight for my hand properly and that way that horrible male that my father wissshesss me to marry will sssstop sssending pursssuersss and leave me alone! You ssshall duel for my honor and ssslay the one my father chossse for me and then we can be free to be together forever!"

....What. The. FUCK?!