Chiyako

With how they work? As Darion stood to move away she did the same, tucking her journal into her bag, and her pen back into a pocket. Did he mean to move their conversation to somewhere more isolated? Would it not be prudent to inform your speaking partner first of such things? The little vampire hurried to keep close. I like it better when I just have to observe. Asking Miana to help with this stuff is going to be really annoying. "How is it that they conduct their work? I would like to know specifics." She glanced towards the stall he had been standing at before they started to speak. "Where are we going now? Were you still planning on purchasing something from that vendor? What were you going to procure?"

Biting at her lower lip, the little alien's hips squirmed as her lover pulled his hips back, dragging himself slowly from her depths. She whimpered when he escaped from her womb, eyes following the glow and the gradual recession of the bulge made within her abdomen. There was a moment of pause to collect herself. Then came the first real thrust! With a single powerful thrust the alien had plunged himself right past the tighter embrace of her cervix, slamming against the back of her womb with his tip. Her tongue hung out from her agape mouth as she gasped, eyes widening in shock. It had been enough force to lift her rump slightly off the bed, presenting her with a better view of her own stuffed slit. Then he pulled back for another thrust. And another. Soon her room was filled with a mix of creaking metal, wet slapping noises, and the occasional whimper or gasp or squeak. A rhythm was established. Zeeva watched on in awe as her good friend pistoned himself in and out of her tiny flower. It was no easy feat: not only was her flesh constricting in around his cock but her tendrils were gripping whatever flesh passed them. So mesmerized was Zeeva by the shifting red glow within her belly that she was actually somewhat distracted from the sheer amounts of pleasure that was inflicted upon her! That however changed when Zac sunk his teeth into her shoulder. A sharp yelp left the Lunavi, eyes clenching shut and tears welling up. It hurt, but it was more shock than anything. Surprisingly her flesh was tough enough to handle such things without suffering any permanent damage. Even so it had drawn her mind away from the glowing. Bliss replaced it within her mind, head hanging back and toes curling while Zac fucked her against the bed. Zac's release was sudden, and further caught her off guard. A low moan escaped from the Lunavi, body wiggling with glee beneath the larger alien's form as hot seed was plastered against the back of her womb, and even flooded it to such a degree that some had leaked out despite her being plugged up! The strange lustful effects of the man's cum kept her on edge, feet pressing against the bed, hips squirming despite Zac having halted himself. It was almost euphoric! I love sex! Lilac orbs flickered open as Zac released the grip he had upon her shoulder. Her lustful gaze settled upon his, a goofy smile left upon her lips. The soft giddy giggle she let loose could almost be expected from a being which had gotten drunk! Again she lifted a hand, rubbing it against her friend's cheek. "Z-zeeva is tough" she whispered. "Want do more?"

A brow raised when the wolf revealed his scars. Now that she was close enough to properly inspect them she could indeed confirm that they were created by the fangs of her kin. An interesting development! It also meant that, in all probability, it would be safe. A shame. I suppose that excuse no longer works. I will need to collect my samples through some other method. Her journal was settled gingerly upon the table while she listened. Losing him as a potential study partner was a little disheartening, certainly, but she had all the time in the world to wait for another opportunity. Nor, did it seem, would her own threats work. Perhaps they both needed a change of subject. She waited calmly until he had finished speaking, pen idly tapping against the table. Another thirty seconds of silence passed. Enough time for the both of them to calm without venturing into a state of awkwardness. Probably. Then she began to speak, her voice a bit softer. "I have no intention of forcing you into my bedchambers. What would I gain from that? Any data which might be collected would potentially be soured." How does Miana do this? Perhaps I should be studying her. Alicia finally stopped the tapping of her pen. Now it was raised again, pointing towards the man. "You are being hunted. Yes? I wonder what they might do to your new family. Would your moving on placate these New Haven vampires? Draw their attention away from the pack in this area? Have you even informed your new family about them?" The vampire paused, lowering the pen. "I should probably clarify that this is not a threat, simply curiosity."

Again the little Lunavi's head was tossed back, eyes widening and tongue dipping out from her parted lips as Zac's cock squeezed against the entrance to her womb. A sharp squeak emerged from Zeeva when he finally did manage to stretch her inner flesh around his cock, followed swiftly by a lustful moan when he bumped the back of her core. While her species lacked a clit they appeared to more than make up for it with increased inner sensitivity! But then Lunavi were naturally very tough, and perhaps keeping such things internal was a part of that evolution. Relaxing back against the bed Zeeva took a few moments to collect herself. Her hand continued to gently trace along the outline of Zac's manhood, gaze lowering to check upon his progress. It was crazy how deep he'd managed to get! "Zeeva enjoys seeing it move" she whispered to herself, body squirming to shift it about, which only ended up driving yet another jolt of bliss along her spine. This is addictive! Her gaze lifted again to meet Zac's when he detailed his concerns. In response her smile widened, hand lifting to brush gently against her friend's cheek. "Is okay. Can do it inside." It had been safe with the doctor, after all! With another reassuring nod she lowered her hand, both gripping at the bedsheets in preparation. Well, that and so that she wasn't grabbing onto his head. That could be dangerous given what she did to the metal table!

All the man need do was to answer with a yes. A simple yes. It didn't even have to be an excited yes! She would have accepted a hesitant one! And yet he found her offer not good enough! Worse still: he dared to imagine that copulating with her was not it's own reward! The nerve of this pup! With a huff her smile all but disappeared, replaced at once with her more familiar aloof expression, although perhaps tainted by a hint of annoyance. She closed her eyes again, pen set down upon her journal while she reached up to adjust her glasses. A moment to calm herself. At least the little compliment was nice. Acceptable, at the very least. "The samples from you are not for payment. These are unexplored grounds. Tests are required. I must know that you will not endanger me in the act, and that I will not do the same to you. It is a safety measure. I am not some eager maiden who would absent-mindedly fornicate with another species. For all I know copulation between our peoples might lead to some unknown disease." Calm enough to face him once more Alicia allowed her gaze to return to the man. "If I really desired it I could simply charm you into my bedchambers. In fact, I could probably do the same to any of your kin. Perhaps you might not think much of me, but know that the feeling is mutual." Alicia paused. A delicate hand was better in negotiations. "Thank you for the compliment. You are also handsome" she mumbled quickly, lifting her journal close to her face, clearly to double-check her work and certainly not to cover anything. "I wonder what your alpha might think of this offer you have presented to me."

Once more her pen lowered, taking down notes. In the current era oral did not remove one's status as a virgin. It was important to keep up with the modern definitions of things, and rarely did she focus on these sorts of things. And yet his follow up statement drew a hushed snarl from the woman, and a redness to her cheeks, for he actually had a good point, and she had not really bothered to consider it before. I can't really refute it. Direct experience would be the most useful. Observation can only go so far, and I have had plenty of that. More frustrating was the fact that he didn't even have any solid knowledge concerning their rituals! Of course he was a new arrival, so it was to be expected. Still, he hadn't anything to compare it with? Was their clan special in this way? A connection to their ancestor. Perhaps some thing or some place in the region is special to them. Might they be the only werewolves capable of such things? This requires further studies. In fact I might want to infiltrate their home. That would not be a simple task. Now her mind was abuzz with a new project. How might she infiltrate their den? Her bat form might be enough to get inside, but she would be pretty noticeable at that point. Could she create some kind of polymorphic potion? Now that would be incredibly useful! It would also require more werewolf samples. Before she had a chance to ponder further upon the subject, or leverage another question, the werewolf presented an offer to her: another test of her musk bomb and a first-hand experience with werewolf copulation. Despite the intriguing nature of the offer she couldn't help but to grow instantly flustered at the idea. However she didn't outright reject it either, instead opting to lean back within her seat, chewing upon her pen again in thought. "It isn't as though I have been saving it for anything special" she mumbled, more to herself. "My studies are simply more important. Even so, this opportunity doesn't come around often. At least, not with a willing participant." It would be rather suitable losing it that way, wouldn't it? Not that I care or anything. Besides. . . With a genuine smile appearing upon her lips Alicia sat up in her seat, pointing her pen again towards the man. "This offer is acceptable. I however have a few conditions of my own. First, I need fur, blood, bone, and flesh samples from you. Secondly, as payment, I would like similar samples from your alpha."

As Zac settled back in over her body Zeeva wiggled with anticipation. A nervous giggle escaped when she felt the man's length brush against her pillowy mound, and a gasp as he adjusted himself against her. Lilac orbs widened, mouth opening and hushed breath emerging as her tiny opening was stretched apart, spreading around the hybrid's intruding phallus. There was some discomfort due to the difference in size, and her inexperience, but thankfully her body adapted well enough to her partner, and by the time her friend had spoken she had already relaxed. "O-okay" she whispered, eyes closing and head tilting back as her friend's hips lowered against her own. Hips wiggled to assist the alien's steady advance. As soon as the bulbous head reached the sea of wriggling tendrils Zeeva let out a muffled whimper of pleasure, and as her back arched in response her partner's cock ended up brushing more directly against the flesh closer to her belly, driving jolts of bliss along her spine. Toes curled and uncurled, fingers gripped tightly at the bedsheets beneath her. Only once his tip finally kissed against her cervix did she open her eyes. Omigosh! It's so pretty! Looking down between them Zeeva was treated to the sight of not only a bump outlining Zac's manhood within her body, but also the subtle reddish glow in spots from his appendage! Her smile widened at the sight, one hand moving over to trace along the lump. Of course this only caused her to push her sensitive flesh down against his, drawing yet another wiggle and another little gasp from the Lunavi. "S-so neat!"

Of course he would bring it up. Alicia's eyes shut for a moment. She even let out what might be described as a semi-frustrated sigh! There were far more important questions! And far less embarrassing ones! "Yes. By choice. If I get riled up I tend to myself" she began, only to reconsider her answer. Her pen lifted to her lips and she briefly nipped at the end of the object while she pondered out loud. "Unless oral counts? I have engaged in such things. If the definition is expanded to include that then I am not a virgin. As far as I am aware the definition tends to shift pending upon the era." While her cheeks had reddened slightly it wasn't nearly as bad, and it disappeared just as soon as she continued away from the subject. "Holy water does nothing. Correct. None of that religious mumbo jumbo has any effect." Now her pen pointed towards the man sitting across from her. "Your kind are quite interesting. Silver and age appear to be your only weaknesses. Well, that and your basic mortality. We are much more difficult to slay. I could remove your head and you would be finished. Our kind are more resilient than that." Well, provided you have lived long enough to learn the trick. "You have yet to answer my question. Spiritual rituals."

Once more she had paused, and once more the pink had flashed for a moment across her cheeks. Even she was not beyond having those sorts of urges from time to time. It didn't help either that she hadn't really engaged with others in such ways. But if she could just brush past it then it wouldn't throw her off too much. Answering his question was the best course. "I could if I so desired" mumbled the little vampire. "It is interesting that you prefer that form. Personal reasons then." His response is open. He might have had other partners. Still, this is all very useful. They will copulate with our kind. I wonder what sort of hybridization might be possible. "In a threatened state you might take that form? Interesting." All she had to do was pair him with someone threatening. Perhaps one of the sterner vampires? Or maybe the young rocker. Might she throw him off enough with her wild ways? There were so many new ideas to test out! If only I could clone myself. Again his questioning was focused upon her, and again the pink flashed across her cheeks, although now it also spread just a slight bit to the tips of her pointed ears. Thankfully they were well hidden beneath her hood. "I have had neither. I don't know which I would prefer" Alicia admitted quickly, not pausing for a moment so that she might move past the response. "Crosses do not hurt us, nor do churches keep us out. It is however sometimes amusing to pretend." While she could be aloof it didn't mean she couldn't occasionally find humor in things! Or enjoy herself! "What do you know of your people's spiritualistic rituals?"

This man did at least understand how potent her bomb could be in a conflict. It wasn't as though she was making these things just to satisfy some strange lingering urge! Nor did that take into account the value it had while not engaged in conflicts! He also knew well enough that sacrifices were required for the advancement of the sciences. She could appreciate that. "Silver to us might have a similar effect to what mercury has to Humans. Again, it too requires further studies. But it is also as you suggest: it might be something arcane in nature. Test subjects are the primary issue when it comes to studying both." Perhaps I could capture one of these New Haven vampires, provided we were thrust into a conflict with them. Must make note of that. Once more her pen was at work, quickly scribbling notes as the man continued to answer her original question. "Wore off too quickly. Increase adhesive. Possible self-gratification test required. Need to decrease refractory period. Might avoid requirement of more powerful dosage. Lingering urges a good sign" mumbled the woman, only for her to pause upon reflection of his words, specifically having the itch and, just as importantly, his prior urge to fuck her. I never did take care of my own problem. The faintest tinge of pink appeared briefly upon her cheeks, however it disappeared quickly enough as she continued. He did have a point when it came to aggression. "Need to balance aggression. Range of copulation not limited to other wolves. Good to know." Lowering her pen Alicia again set her sights upon the man sitting across from her. "A shame. Might be good to meet one of your doctors. Or your spiritualist." They would make for interesting thralls. "You and the woman copulated in your Human forms. Is there a reason for this? Do you not engage in such acts with your true form? And what of Human partners? Vampire partners?" Perhaps there is something I missed. Would the bomb be more potent in the other form? Or less potent?

"Not all of my research is dangerous. You happened to stumble into one of my gentler experiments." He was at least right about certain useful aspects of compassion. Perhaps if she explored that path further she might be given better access to their kind. In fact they might even allow her to experiment upon them! Unlikely, but it certainly had a higher degree of success that way. At the very least she could observe them and their kin a little easier. I suppose I will consider it. What did he get? He desired a trade. It would only be fair, given their current situation and location, but then she didn't have a good answer for him either. Still, she was open to bargaining. As she stated before: she cared not for politics. If working briefly with the enemy meant an expansion of her studies then she considered it acceptable. With a soft huff she replied, pointing her pen in his direction. "What is it that you desire in exchange? I am not unreasonable." Of course when he continued to speak Alicia already set about recording new information. Perhaps duress is a factor? Yes. An additive might relax the victims. Make them more susceptible to the pheromones. Might also help with the strong will. A higher dose needs to be explored if insemination is required. Her pen paused when a question was directed her way. She thought only for a moment before responding. "I believe it has something to do with how the curative properties of garlic react negatively with our bodies. Or might be something arcane in nature. Further exploration is required, however most vampires are unwilling to act as test subjects, or to give up the corpses of loved ones for scientific pursuits. Garlic with the outer shell intact is fine, but direct contact with the juices or inner flesh will result in minor burns. It can be lethal if ingested. Silver is more dangerous. Not only does it burn, but it is toxic. Same for your kind." She had answered his question, and he hadn't even answered all of her own. It was fair for her to ask another, wasn't it? Once more she adjusted her glasses, sitting up while her gaze locked with the man's. "You failed to answer portions of my question, primarily concerning the longevity of my bomb, but more interestingly concerning your bonding rituals. This requires future exploration. Another question then: do you have any scientists within your manor?"

Lycanthropes kept as guard hounds? Her brow raised in response to the idea, but it also gave way to other thoughts. Could she enthrall one of their kind? Now that would be an interesting thrall! It at least deserved further study. I must know. Still, why was he not enthralled? Perhaps they never cared to discover it for themselves? Could be fear too, I suppose. Werewolves don't live as long as thralls. To hear that the alpha had instructed the other wolves to keep away from the dark woods was news to her. Perhaps the love bomb had been more effective than she'd anticipated. Even so it required further inquiries. Perfection was rarely reached with the first prototype. Ah, wait, yes. He was taking a jab at me, wasn't he? Something to retaliate against, certainly, but there were more important matters. This new coven, for instance! "So petty thugs. A shame, really. I would care little for their arrival, so long as they keep out of my affairs." Still, it might be good to see them. But then Miana can handle all that. When the man asked about the coven Alicia relaxed back within her seat. "There is not much to say. We exist. I suspect Miana's goals are to keep things as they are. Peace. She is too compassionate. But it gives me the freedom to perform my studies, so I cannot object to it." Most of the time, anyway. Crimson orbs shifted, taking in one of the nearby stalls. She smelled garlic. Pleasant, but distracting. "My goals are to learn. To study. Experiment. Simple really" she began, only to turn her gaze back towards the wolf, hand lifting to readjust her glasses. "Correct. You have yet to see me in an aggressive mood. You appear to be smart enough to avoid such things. It was good that I found you first within the woods." On that note! The little vampire suddenly sat up again, leaning against the table to move just a little closer. She also reached into her bag, whipping out her journal and a pen. "Speaking of the woods, give me details as to what happened to your body following our departure from one another. How long did the effects last? Did they grow any stronger at any point, and if so what sort of stimuli did you experience? What was it that kept you from inseminating the woman? Was it really simply a matter of bonding rituals? Do these same rituals apply with a Human? A vampire?"

Alicia could almost feel the wolf's tension when she spoke up. This one was interesting. He could clearly tell she was a threat despite her appearance. He knew she was old. He knew to respect her for it. All this despite his being new to the regional pack. Clearly he had had run-ins with vampires in the past. I have so many questions. Her head tilted slightly, eyes darting briefly to the line he stood in before she followed along behind the man. She didn't both answering his questions, at least not until she was properly situated. Alicia took her time to pull herself up into her seat, to smooth out her skirt, and to settle her bag within her lap. Only then did she respond. "If I were hunting you would not have noticed me. No, I am here for the same reason you are here: curiosity. Or, perhaps, to gather things which cannot be found in the woods. The Humans have a knack for collecting neat objects and exotic plants" she began, pausing at the mention of thralls. "They would only get in my way. I will eat if I am hungry, I care not the source." He was right. She did wish to talk! But before she could get in another word he was already asking questions. Surprisingly it didn't really upset her, if anything it nearly drew a smile from the woman's lips! An insatiable desire for answers? In a werewolf? I like this. "I will assume New Haven is another vampiric group. If I have not heard of them then they must be newer, and probably not from this area." Then again Miana is the diplomatic one. It is possible she has had contact with them. "If my experiments are a declaration of war then you may name it as such, but know that I would not consider it as such. Were I to desire a war it would be won before you realized that it had been declared. Do you think that the only thing I am capable of creating are harmless love bombs? No. I care not for the politics of your people, or my people, or between our peoples. I do as I wish. I do what is required to further my studies." Again she paused, reaching into her bag to retrieve a canteen of water. This, she knew, had not been tainted by anything, and so she was safe to sip from it. Blood would work better, but it would be more difficult to explain away should she be stopped by anyone. "On the other hand, you pups have been encroaching upon our lands. It might interfere with my experiments. Then I would need to act, wouldn't I?" she posed, pointing the canteen accusingly towards the man before replacing the cap and shoving it back into her bag. "Tell me of these vampires, this New Haven lot. Clearly they are the ones you are accustomed to. If I had to guess, you have fled from them, and that is why you are here with a new pack. How do you know them?"

@Venari99 And it begins!

It had been a few hours since she had been woken up by Miana's thrall, and she had already taken to the forests in order to collect more alchemical ingredients and even a few small animal and bug specimens for future studies. However with the arrival of night the ancient vampire now had a chance to explore the realm of the Humans. Inferior as they were, they did have control over much of the world, and with this control came a global supply chain. Within their night markets she could find things which might otherwise be nearly impossible to come by, at least not without some tremendous effort. She had set out near dusk wearing her daytime outdoors kit, but such an outfit was far too conspicuous within the Human settlement. When the night had fallen she had bundled up her outer wears and most of her equipment, having tucked it away within one of many secret caches located throughout the region. Now the small woman appeared more or less Human. Her regular attire was fine for this. Shoes, tights, a skirt, a pair of satin gloves, a loose sleeveless top, and her coat, which had enough pockets to store a few emergency defensive mechanisms, although a majority of those were kept in a canvass bag worn over her shoulder. While she didn't need to worry about the sunlight now Alicia did keep the hood of her coat up, as her ears were a potential give away, but then she could sometimes get away with calling them simple mutations. Even so, the less to worry about the better. Already she had taken to venturing through the markets, and already she had picked up a few supplies. Dried plants primarily from other parts of the world. She had to be careful about handling trinkets sold in some of the stalls, as they might contain silver, and while she did wear gloves to avoid any direct contact it was never good to push one's luck with such trivial things. Food too was a danger, as many Human dishes incorporated garlic. To eat garlic again! It smells so good! A sigh slipped free as she reached up with a gloved hand, adjusting her glasses. The food stalls were the worst, but it was also where she would discover something neat: a werewolf! In fact it was one of the ones she had tested her newest creation upon! A quick glance around informed her that he was, in fact, on his own! What fortune! A follow up might be illuminating. I doubt he'd try anything in the public. The food should mask my scent regardless. With naught a care in the world the little vampire slipped silently through the crowd until, at last, she stood beside the lycan. "Hello. It appears fate brings us together once more."

Sure! Could be amusing!

Ah heck I don't even know where to throw Alicia now. Might just wait for night time to throw her at the market.

With little warning Zeeva found herself suddenly pressed back against the bed, her friend lingering over her, pinning her against it even! She felt his breath against her neck, his growl against her skin, but also the prodding of his tail further within her incredibly tight folds. A low whimper of pleasure slipped free from the alien, only to be followed by a gasp of surprise as ropes of purple splattered against her belly and chest! For a full minute she lay still, looking down upon herself as she was covered. Woah. That is a lot! Another hushed breath escaped from her when the tail popped free from her pussy, now covered in her slightly sweet, slightly minty nectar. She took a few moments to catch her breath, to calm down, and to swipe some of the cum with her finger, drawing it up to her lips for a taste. It was the same, really, just more concentrated. But more importantly: Zac was worried! She couldn't have that! And so with a bashful smile Zeeva slowly parted her legs, exposing her moistened slit to her friend, the hot pink of her inner flesh barely visible as it recovered from the man's tail. "Zeeva is tough! Friend no worry. Zeeva still want have pleasure with friend."

With a smile Zeeva turned her attention down towards the alien cock. She didn't mind when the glob of precum oozed out, as it helped her with preparing the man for their upcoming fun. Lubrication would, after all, make it easier! However the strange smell did draw her curiosity, and for a moment she stopped to draw a hand up to her mouth, sniffing at the clear liquid. Enjoying the scent she even allowed her tongue to poke out, lapping up just a hint of the goo. Oooh! That doesn't taste terrible! Distracted by Zac's precum Zeeva was entirely caught off guard when his tongue dragged across one of her soft fleshy horns! Her entire body jumped, only for her back to arch when the man engulfed one of her horns with his lips. Jolts of bliss shot along her spine, eyes widening and tongue poking just a bit further from her lips while her friend suckled against the incredibly sensitive protrusion. It took every bit of will power not to grasp too tightly against the man's cock, although her grip certainly did tighten upon it! Hardly a moment passed before she felt her friend's bulbous tail brushing between her legs, sending a flash of pink along her face. With enough pressure the tail even managed to stretch open her tight flower, and with a hearty prod Zac would find it entering her body. A moan slipped free from the Lunavi, face buried against her lover's chest while her hips lifted and legs shook with pleasure. Pushing further into her body found the alien's appendage surrounded by a sea of tiny gripping tendrils which assaulted the intrusion from all sides, clinging and brushing against it. So potent was the pleasure that Zeeva couldn't even conjure a thought in the moment, although her hips did start to move on their own, gently rolling in an attempt to assist her partner.

Despite how eager she was for affection Zeeva soon found it broken off following a brief growl from her partner. Was he annoyed at something? She laid still, catching her breath while the man stood up, worried for a moment that he might hit the ceiling. However when Zac removed his shirt her worries disappeared, replaced instead by a hunger for more skin on skin affection. One of her legs lifted while she reached down, carefully peeling away her sock. The Lunavi's three little toes wiggled as they were exposed to the air, and soon her other sock followed, both tossed aside. However before she could remove the rest the young alien found herself pausing, gaze focused upon her friend while he removed the last of his own clothes. It looks bigger! Also I wonder how he got those scars. Would it be okay to ask? Before she could reflect further Zac had returned to her, pulling her body close with a hug, and soon their lips were locked once more. Her eyes shut, arms curled up as best they could around the man's shoulders, pulling him close with the impressive strength showcased by her kind. Lips parted slightly and her tongue dipped out against her lover's mouth, and her entire body shivered with glee as she felt his skin against her now sensitive breasts. She didn't even notice his hands grasping at her underwear, or when they tugged down her form, at least not until he was close to removing them. In response her hips lifted, legs moving as needed in order to assist, and soon the two of them were completely naked as her tongue was finally met by Zac's. After a few minutes her partner pulled away, leaving her again to catch her breath. With a smile she looked upon the man's form, hands settling at her sides so as not to cover her own. Unlike a Human she had no clit. Her mound, just as smooth and hairless as the rest of her body, was tinted a bit pink, flustered with her growing lust. There were also beads of excitement already accumulated along the ridge of her tiny slit. But she was more than willing to put off the main event. Making Zac feel good was her top priority! "Okay! Zeeva will do her best!" exclaimed the ever eager alien as she pushed herself up onto her knees, scooting closer so that she might grasp at the man's penis. Once more her fingers trailed along the length, mapping it out from base to tip. She even leaned in to press a kiss against her friend's chest. "Zeeva is new to such things. Is good way to do this?"

As fingers brushed across her belly Zeeva wiggled, partially in excitement but also partially due to the ticklish nature of the contact. Her smile widened, eyes following her friend's hand while it drifted up along her smooth hairless body. When he paused near her chest Zac could feel her heartbeat against his palm. She was a little nervous, yes, but more so excited. It only sped up when digits ran across her breasts, forcing a brief hitch to her breath. It's so neat that he is glowing! I kind of wish I could glow too! When her friend's tongue slipped free and dangled before her Zeeva's gaze was drawn up towards it, eyes widening in awe at the length. Her own lips parted, tongue poking out in an attempt to compare how far she could extend it, however this was all but abandoned when Zac's sleek muscle made contact with her skin. A rush of heat flowed through her body, back arching to press her chest closer towards the source. Pink lifted even along her pointed ears as lust assaulted her mind. Her breathing grew heavier, eyes half-shutting, and her hands already unconsciously pushed at the fabric of her socks, exposing more of her thighs as she attempted to cool herself. Oh my gosh what was that? Another jolt shook her tiny form as her other breast was assaulted. She hadn't even noticed the hands which gripped at her hips, which played with her undergarments. When Zac pulled away she did her best to collect herself. "Z-zeeva should remo-" she began, only to find her lips occupied by a kiss! Pink again filled her face, her ears, and even tinted along her chest! But she was eager for it, leaning in to press her soft lips against his even as she was pinned to the bed. A shudder ran along her spine when she felt the hot flesh of Zac's cock against her stomach and the fluid which leaked from it. Her hands finally removed themselves from her thighs, fingers delicately tracing along the length of her friend's shaft, mapping out every little detail within her mind. I wonder if I'll see it glowing inside! Oh! I should probably remove his clothes too, huh?

Zeeva's eyes widened and her face lit up with awe when the soft red glow appeared beneath her friend's skin. Now this was certainly different! Perhaps it was how his kind blushed? Yes, that had to be it! It certainly would be difficult to cover up if that were the case. Either Zac is really good at pretending not to get flustered, or he's just really immune to it! A hushed gasp slipped free from the Lunavi when her friend's cock popped right out from the safety of his pants! Her hand, which had twitched away instinctually, returned to the pulsing rod. Fingers brushed along the length, testing the new textures as she lowered herself close to it for inspection. "Neat!" she whispered excitedly. "Is very different! But different is good, yes?" With a reassuring nod she released her grip from both the tail and the penis. Hands dipped down, gripping at her shirt, and with a single tug and a wiggle of her body Zeeva slipped the garment free, tossing it aside on the bed. Pink rushed to her cheeks as she was left with only her undergarments and her thigh-high socks, both of which were the same white and pink striped pattern. Her tiny breasts, tipped with small areola a slightly darker shade from the rest of her ashen-purple skin, were already a hint perkier with excitement. Even so her fingers rested within her lap, nervously playing with the fabric of her socks while she smiled up towards the larger creature. "Zeeva is fine if Zac not desiring holding back."

For a brief moment Zeeva's hands stopped. Had she hurt her friend? No, he didn't appear to be in pain. It was probably just sensitive. Like her horns! Oh! Maybe I can make him feel good like this! With her gaze cast up she didn't initially notice the man's growing lust. Fingers continued to play along the length of the tip, only she now focused a little more attention towards the tip. She was more careful too, knowing how sensitive such things might get, at least if it was similar to her horns. Squeezing gave way to a gentle massage. "Zeeva wants to make Zac happy" she began, pausing when she finally noticed the alien's growing lust. Instantly a pink hue spread across her cheeks, however instead of growing worried she only appeared to grow more excited! One of her hands left the tail, settling softly upon the lump while her gaze locked upon her friend's once more. "Zac makes Zeeva happy too, if want."

A hushed giggle slipped free from the Lunavi as she was pulled in against her friend's side, drawn closer by the sinking mattress. She leaned into him with a smile, casting her gaze up to meet his. Zeeva did enjoy getting close like this. The tail coiling around her slender form only made it all the better, and in response her hands moved to rub along the appendage, fingers stopping to play against the twitching tip. He certainly did give the best cuddles! "Zeeva is well! Zeeva is warmer than usual. How is Zac? Is doing well? Is anything Zeeva can help with? Anything Zeeva can do?" Indeed, she had faced other aliens in the past, a few less friendly than others, but rarely had things often ended poorly. Lunavi were, after all, quite tough! And how could she not be okay now? The ship had always been a safe place for her.

All set up!