Catnipped

by Olivia Myers

  Kimi blushed at his compliments. She was proud of their achievements. "We did it together," she said. "We both deserve a break."

  "Let's eat then," he said, grinning. "I'm famished!"

  They devoured the delectable breakfast feast, laughing and getting to know each other better as they did. The time passed quickly. They took a walk around the garden for a while before settling beside the lake. As they were fooling around, splashing each other with water and throwing spontaneous jokes into the conversation, Kimi suddenly felt the urge to push Khan-Min into the water. But because she hesitated, he got the opportunity first. He pushed her without warning, but she was able to grab his arm as she went into the water.

  Together they made a big splash into the shallow part of the lake. Kimi ran toward the deeper area, legs splashing water, giggling. Khan-Min went after her and soon they were submerged up to their shoulders. Their laughter seemed to echo against the surrounding trees and mountains. And as it died down, they found themselves inches away from each other, their bodies burning with the heat of desire despite being immersed in the cool lake.

  In the next second, their lips met in a frenzied kiss, their hands all over each other. Kimi clutched his broad shoulders, feeling the tense muscles through his soaked shirt. Their mouths explored each other, their tongues twisted in a hot dance, as if invisible flames spouted from their lips.

  Khan-Min's fingers slid down the side of her body to her underwear and found their way through folds of skin, fighting the pressure of the water and yet stimulating her deep-seated animalistic hunger. He rubbed her sweet spot repeatedly while his tongue flicked around her mouth and massaged her tongue sensually.

  It made her so aroused that she yearned to return the favor yet wasn’t sure she could stand as his motions fired her insides and turned her legs to jelly. She unzipped his jeans and found his manly stiffness and began to pleasure him. The expression on his face was unreadable as he let out a soft groan.

  He gripped her hand tightly then, making her stop. What now? she thought in confusion, pulling away to stare at him. With his intense brown eyes full of carnal thirst, he moved away from her and swam toward the shore. He waited for her to follow. When she surfaced from the water completely, he grabbed her hand and they dashed across the green fields like little kids in drenched clothes.

  Upon reaching a small clearing surrounded by tall blades of grass, he halted, turned around and took her in his arms. She responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and meeting his lips in a ravenous kiss that caused their bodies to blaze with mounting passion.

  In broad daylight, he laid her down in the grassy clearing. They were hidden from anyone's view, covered by the surrounding prairie and forest, watched over by the looming mountains. Yet they couldn't care less if someone came along and caught them in the act. Their minds were focused on just one thing--- fulfilling the ardent aching of their bodies.

  Khan-Min took off her dress, exposing her curvaceous body. He unclasped her bra and threw it to the side, her heaving breasts making him gasp with renewed desire. He removed his own shirt before going down to graze her breasts with his lips and playful tongue. He covered each breast with kisses, making her moan for more. But he took his time with the sensitive skin and especially her pinkish nipples, which formed stiff peaks inside his mouth.

  She buried her fingers in his hair, messing up his previously slick look and undoing the ponytail. Her nails dug into the soft skin behind his neck. She was further aroused by his flicking kisses moving downward to her wetness. He tugged her panties down in a swift motion. He then spread her legs and gently nibbled on the outer lips before thrusting his tongue inside her. She moaned and arched her back as he continued to kiss and lick her down there.

  Before she knew it, her fingers had joined his tongue in making herself come to her peak. She trembled with excitement and pleasure as the joint shoves and frisky touches lifted her higher and higher toward a heavenly state of sexual indulgence.

  When she finally came, he pulled back and took off the rest of his clothing. His huge, hardened manhood sprang up eagerly and he inserted it inside her in slow, erotic fashion. She moaned loudly as his hardness rubbed against her vaginal walls, stimulating the already sensitive area again.

  He gradually merged his naked body with hers in unified motion, pleasuring them both in unmeasurable carnality. Their breaths rasped, the sweat on their skin mixing together, their mouths open and their eyes rolling up in expressions of mutual lust and satisfaction.

  As the sun shone brighter in the sky and a waft of wind caused the blades of grass to sway all around them, they both climaxed and collapsed in a satisfied heap of sweaty limbs. Khan-Min rolled to her side and they lay on the ground stark naked, panting heavily, and gazing up at the bright blue sky that signified a fine day on Planet Earth.

  ***

  For some reason, Kimi's mind was suddenly filled with images of her making out with Lee 5 in the space ship. They had shared intimate moments that she would never, ever forget. A big part of her missed him and yet she knew in her mind that their relationship was purely sexual. Even if her attraction for him could grow into something more, his cyborg nature would not allow him to be a feeling human being.

  "Are you okay, Kimi?" Khan-Min's voice cut through her thoughts.

  She looked at him guiltily but covered up her thoughts of Lee 5 with a wide smile. "Why wouldn't I be?"

  They were on their way back to the caves to begin their work for the day and resume their studies and experiments. He placed an arm around her and looked at her with a mixture of admiration, desire, and contentment. She could sense that what he felt for her was more than just physical attraction.

  The following days passed by quickly. From time to time, Kimi would recall how Lee 5 had protected her and pleasured her in the not-so-distant past. He had made her feel sexy, wanted, and special. But then, Khan-Min was doing the same and giving her even more. Even though he was an alien, his Mongarian nature actually made him more effusive. Thus, he was not ashamed or hesitant at all to express how he really felt.

  I should be thankful for him, Kimi thought. Who knows? He might turn out to be my very first boyfriend in the future.

  The possibility excited her, as she had never had a man to call her real boyfriend---someone who would not just share intimate moments with her but also support, appreciate, and love her in every way. She eventually pushed the thought away, not wanting to raise her hopes up too much. As always, she vowed to enjoy what they had while she could. Besides, she only had one more week left with the Mongarians on Earth.

  One evening, she decided to work overtime in the makeshift laboratory. The middle-sized room had rough-hewn walls like a barbaric workspace within the caves, but it was equipped with modern equipment and advanced computers. She was leaning forward to examine a new plant species under the microscope when she felt powerful arms wrap tightly around her waist.

  The all too familiar stinky smell told her it wasn't Khan-Min who had his arms around her. She whipped around and struggled to free herself from the grasp of the former chief called Bojan. He held her tighter and started kissing her neck, his sticky and reeking saliva burning her skin. She wanted to throw up in disgust at his every touch as she twisted and wriggled to get away.

  "Get away from me!" she screamed, trying to kick and push him away---to no avail.

  He pressed his thick, pungent lips on hers. She wanted to recoil but his grip overpowered her. She couldn't move at all.

  At that moment, Khan-Min appeared and yanked Bojan away in a flash. He punched the evil Mongarian so hard it made Bojan stagger backward and yelp in agony. Khan-Min pressed a red button nearby and after several minutes of scuffling and wrestling, some enormous Mongarians came to arrest Bojan.

  "Rot in jail!" Khan-Min said furiously, spitting at Bojan who had the nerve to smirk at him.

  When Bojan was finally taken to prison, Khan-Min attended to Kimi with great concern and apprehension. Kimi insist
ed, though, that she was fine. Deep inside, her heart was soaring because of this wonderful man who seemed to actually care a lot about her.

  "I was so afraid when I saw him attacking you," Khan-Min admitted to Kimi as he hugged her and caressed her shoulders, back, and long brown tresses. "I really like you, Kimi."

  Kimi was taken aback. She was at a loss for words because it was the very first time she had heard those words uttered sincerely. She was not used to men saying such things without merely wanting to get into her pants. She could see it in the kind Mongarian doctor's eyes that he meant every word.

  It was a good thing Khan-Min didn't seem to expect her to say anything in return. She was confused and not sure of her own feelings for him yet. Her feelings for him and Lee 5 mixed in her mind, and between her legs.

  Without warning, he turned her around and pushed her upper back gently to make her lean forward over a lab table and stick out her behind. He lifted her long skirt and pulled down her underwear. As he kissed the back of her neck, making the tiny hairs stand on edge, she could feel his fingers carressing the hair between her legs. Eventually, his fingers pressed hard in between the lips of her wetness and parted them slightly. He thrust one finger into the center and began stroking the area, touching her clitoris over and over again. She moaned and shuddered in delight, consumed in her climbing ecstasy.

  Every one of her chaotic thoughts and emotions flew out the cave. All she cared about at that moment was feeling his rigid manhood inside her and reaching the pinnacle of pleasure.

  With her butt facing him, he entered her hungrily from behind. The sensation caused by their doggie-style position heightened her pleasure. He shoved into her again and again, driving her wild. She gripped the edges of the lab table she was leaning on as he moved deeper inside her with every thrust.

  The next time he pulled out his hard, long cock, he quickly turned her around and lifted her onto the table. He spread her legs apart and placed his hands on her butt to pull her toward him as he thrust forward and backward inside her. Together they rocked into each other, feeling the erotic pleasure climbing, intensifying, ascending to greater heights that did not seem possible before. In a few seconds, he exploded inside her, filling her with intense warmth.

  Just like every time in the past few days since they had first had sex in the meadow, Kimi gave in to Khan-Min's tempting and alluring advances. She did not regret it once, because they were obviously sexually compatible.

  The last week of Kimi's stay was occupied with the testing of recovering patients who began to function normally, and a few new patients trickling in with similar symptoms. In between hours of work, the lovers were able to incorporate exciting sexual encounters---in her cell, in the lab, in the Mongarian garden, under a tree, and even in his own clinic. He made her feel amazing all the time and she found herself questioning her resolve to go back to Planet Venora and join her human family and friends again.

  ***

  On the day that Kimi was scheduled to leave, she decided to drop by the infirmary first. It had become part of her daily routine and she could not leave without at least seeing the patients she had grown close to.

  Clad in the space suit she was wearing when she had been kidnapped, she couldn't help chuckling at the absurdity of the situation. At the same time, tears threatened to fall down her cheeks as she looked at the patients whom she knew still needed her. There was another batch of new patients who came in with symptoms that seemed slightly different from those of The Plant Syndrome.

  Khan-Min can handle it, she managed to convince herself. She took a deep breath and closed the boulder doors behind her. She had not seen him since that morning and was afraid he wouldn't show himself. He had been begging her to stay longer, but she knew it was time to go. Perhaps she would come back and visit the Mongarian community again someday.

  As she was escorted by two Mongarian warriors into their space ship, she wondered if Khan-Min would really let her leave without saying goodbye. Her heart constricted at the thought of not seeing him one last time before her travel. Deep inside, she understood it was probably difficult for him to see her leave. It was difficult enough for her to leave him and this place that had been her home for the past month.

  "See you again next time, Planet Earth," Kimi whispered before stepping into the small, shiny space ship. There wasn't even a pilot as the ship was programmed to bring her to Venora and return to Earth afterward.

  She wistfully watched the metal door slide closed. As the opening gradually narrowed, she swallowed back the tears that lurked behind her eyes.

  Then all of a sudden, a bulky hand inserted itself in the remaining hole. She felt his presence even before she saw his face appear on the other side. He managed to obstruct the automated door, but it eventually began moving forcefully again, compelling him to throw himself through the thin gap.

  A voiceover command inside the ship announced that the door had been closed and locked for safety. "We will take off in a few minutes," the voiceover continued. "Please sit down and wear your helmet and seatbelt."

  Kimi didn't understand a single word, as she was speechlessly gaping at the alien in front of her who seemed to have captured her heart within the month they had spent together.

  "I couldn't bear not to say goodbye," Khan-Min told her openly, his voice trembling a little. "And I couldn't bear not to ask you one last time to please stay. Stay for the patients and for the people you have come to care about a lot."

  Kimi remained dumbstruck, frozen on the spot. Her mind was reeling with possibilities, fears, doubts, and chaotic thoughts. But her heart was saying a totally different thing.

  Khan-Min stepped closer and took her hands in his. He caressed them and squeezed them, gazing into her eyes with his deep brown ones. "Stay for them, Kimi. But most of all, I am begging you to stay for me."

  "Why?" Kimi asked, apparently baffled.

  He didn't flinch when he answered her question. Rather, he leaned forward until his face was just an inch away from hers. "Because I love you, Kimi," he said with palpable honesty. "Please be mine."

  Kimi was so overwhelmed that she closed the gap between them, pushing her lips onto his in a sweet, impulsive kiss. A tear escaped her eye despite her determination not to cry. She pulled back gently for a bit and said with glistening eyes, "I'm yours from now on, Khan-Min. Yes, I want to stay and love you back."

  The anxiety and misery on his face immediately transformed into an expression of relief, hope, joy, and love. Grinning, he leaned over and kissed her again with as much affection as he could inject into it. She responded with the same fondness, feeling her heart surging with love for the very first time in her entire life.

  THE END

  Dreaming of Electric Love

  The alarm sang through the comm embedded in Jessa’s inner ear, a skull-buzzing ‘wah-wah-wah’ that made her grit her teeth. She jabbed a finger at the display on her wristlet, instantly calling up the location of the breach and silencing the warning claxon.

  Beside her, Unit MCK-397, her partner ‘Mack,’ watched her with impassive gray eyes. His face, square-jawed and sculpted to a level of aesthetic perfection that was designed to be intimidating, betrayed none of the intellect his complex Brain-Computer Interface was capable of.

  “Storage compartment on E deck,” she informed him, as if he hadn’t already accessed the station schematics via his neuralnet and pinpointed the exact sensor that had been tripped. “Probably some tube-rat gnawing on wiring.”

  The small rodents hitched rides in the ventilation tubes on the supply trawlers that arrived every six months and, unlike every other animal the Protectorate had attempted to acclimate to life on station, managed to not only survive but thrive.

  Mack didn’t offer an opinion on whether or not their intruder was animal in nature. Jessa didn’t know if he even had opinions. Despite having been partnered with him since she’d arrived on Lyra Station eight months ago, she still knew relatively little about his programming
. He was a quiet one, and he didn’t seem to know any jokes.

  During her last tour of duty in the black (only rookies referred to it as being in space and Cantra Corp didn’t hire rooks), her Bio-mech partner (the PC term, though most people referred to them as cyborgs, or cys for short) had been running a sub-program for sarcasm.

  She’d had one partner with an entire database of cheesy knock-knock jokes. She didn’t miss him.

  If Mack knew jokes, she hadn’t heard one.

  “Central, door sensor in storage compartment E8 shows breach.” His voice was a deep rumble. “Officers MCK-397 and JS-824 responding.”

  He turned sharply on his black-booted heel and marched off, his back straight. The lines of the dark green body armor framed wide, muscular shoulders, narrow hips, and long, thick legs.

  Jessa followed after him, trying hard not to notice how the uniform pants clung to the high, tight globes of his ass.

  Unlike her last cy partner, who’d been around her own 5’10 height and wide as a tank, Mack was six and a half feet of sculpted steel-synth muscle fiber and dermaplas enhanced skin over a tungsten carbide skeleton.

  With thick, wavy black hair, pale gray eyes, and a face that could grace an ad campaign back on Earth, she was finding it harder than usual to remember he wasn’t a man.

  Despite how nearly human they looked and the vast capabilities of their BCI, cys weren’t human. Not that they couldn’t feel. That was a myth that was easily debunked the first time she’d partnered with one.

  They were capable of feeling the same range of emotions as purely organic humans. But that didn’t mean they thought the same way. Mack hadn’t been born, hadn’t grown up. He hadn’t had a first kiss, or gone through an awkward phase in high school before his fantastic physique filled out.

  He’d been manufactured from a mix of biological and mechanical parts in a Cantra Corp lab somewhere. He’d stepped off an assembly line as perfect as he was today and he would remain so, unless he took damage.