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"Fuck..." As she spoke I found myself holding her just as tightly as she to me. My fingers hooked into the thin fabric of her shirt. Clinging to her as she told me of her brother and their last mission together. The pain of losing her brother, her family, came through her soft voice. Yet... it wasn't her brother I felt myself crying over. As her story continued the swelling tears in my eyes broke free. Not for her brother, as horrible as the story was, but for my own.

The image of my family desperately piling into the car as I waited off to the side. Not out of some childish defiance, but letting my siblings get in first. Making sure they're safer. Then the earth split. Darkness fell. The light faded and the last thing... last sound, was my mother's cries. I couldn't see her with my eyes, but I know she was screaming at the edge. Good job, dick, you made a woman's horrible story about her brother about you. Proud yet?

I reached up and wiped the tears from my cheek. By that point she had already noticed it but didn't say anything. "I'm... I'm so sorry, Yura. I..."

"Shut up. I think there's been enough talking." Her smile was warm, so were the tears that escaped her. Want as I might to speak, she was right. She'd talked enough, and the last thing she needed was another guy telling her how sad he was for her. She'd left the past behind as best she could.

Maybe I could take some of that? To hold their memory close, but leave the pain to the past. I wiped the remaining moisture from my cheek before I placed my arm back around her. I kiss her head gently before speaking softly into her hair. "Thank you, Yura. For telling me. I... I think I understand better now. Your choice and you. So thank you for trusting me with something so important."

She held silent for a long moment before speaking. "It's important to me. Maybe it's something I should have shared before I fucked you. Least you didn't claim me. That would have been a real situation."

The way she said it was so... odd. Claim? "What do you mean? Sex, I get, but what do you mean by 'claim'?"

"I guess that's not something your people had?" She took a second before rising up. Straddling my lap as my hands found their way to her hips. "To claim a lover is something deeply important to us. Not just my people, but the humans and others too. To claim is to... cum inside them. Not just for the risk of pregnancy, but it's emotional. A promise."

"Sometimes that promise is stolen, but it's also enforced if so. So if someone is assaulted, they can take compensation from their attacker. Usually a life time of payment or they find a lover worth keeping."

I listened to her explanation and it all sounded so much like marriage. Though it felt sort of different but not. "So do the people not have marriage? Is the sex it?"

"Oh, no, we have marriage too, but it's most often for political reasons. Power being passed around like credits. The act of claiming someone is much more... personal. While marriage is more of a legal or... official thing."

If not for the conversation before hand I would have been putting her words to practice. The feeling of her legs straddling me with her bubnly and fit ass pressing against my crotch... dangerous combo. Especially with her bust showing through the unbuttoned shirt. Damn emotions stopping a hard on."So it's the difference between a legal status and a cultural status?"

"Exactly! For us it's much more romantic than going before the Hux and signing legal papers. To feel your lover inside you, even after they leave... it's beautiful." She squirmed in her 'seat' as she spoke. Grinding that gorgeous ass into my lap. Still, no boner came to the show. At least it showed I wasn't a complete horn dog. I could hold off for at least the time being.

"Alright, I think I've kept you long enough. Your room is covered, so don't worry about that. For tonight, rest. I'll check on you regularly. So rest and we'll talk more in the morning. Maybe I'll hold up to my end of the deal. Maybe you'll just get a bath or two."

"I think a bath tonight would do be wonders." I thrust my hips up. Lifting her off the bed for a moment before I pull her into me. My hands rising from her hips to her side as hers wrap around my neck. "If you'll help me get that bath handled, we can see about fulfilling that promise sooner rather than later."

"That a threat or a promise?" She asked with a sly grin on her face. Knowing well what she was trying to do despite the agreement not to do anything naughty. "You wait here. I'll get your bath going. It'll cost a bit, but you can afford that, right? This one's on you."

"Ah... hit me where it hurts! Fine, but it'll cost you later." I let my hands fall once more. Cupping her rear as I take a greedy squeeze. Feeling her soft ass give to my touch.

"Another threat? You better not let me down, Forerunner. Otherwise this might be the last taste you get of this body." Reaching back Yura pushed my hands away. Sliding off of me before stepping back. Others we might not have left that small room. "Stay here, I'll be back soon."