Star Child

Nineteen - New Vegas

Every interaction with Dhare was awkward the next day. Whenever they got too close, a noticeable sizzle fried the air.

Dhare, therefore wisely kept his distance, but Ashaki found the avoidance frustrating. Instead of dealing with it like civilized adults and talking it over, she made sure to touch him everytime he was nearby, a brush here, a graze there. Many times she coyly apologized with a smirk on her lips as she walked away. She could almost feel his returned glare as the air heated up around them and she accepted it as a victory in her favor.

It was the small things in life, after all, that were worth celebrating.

Like...messing with Dhare.

He totally deserved it, especially after leaving her wet and wanting in the shower. He had denied his obvious arousal. His huge dick had pressed into the crack of her ass, hungry to penetrate her soft folds, and yet didn't.

What the hell was his problem? Was he still caught up in her not being a female of his species?

Surely not...

He clearly had a hard-on. She had watched him get aroused by just looking at her nude! She also knew about his mother-in-law too. She was human and boning down with a silver-fox Yautja man. Dhare seemed fine with that arrangement.

This was so annoying!

Even when he cleaned up the dead Bad Blood, Ashaki slunk around the room getting in his way for the sake of attention. She would pretend to need something from a storage bin and bend at the waist in the effort of showing her ass off. One too many times he had gotten handsy in the past. He obviously liked her round ass, so surely that would shift his focus, right?

Nope! The asshole growled and cleaned faster!
By day three, she became so irritated that she gave up entirely.

Since he wanted to ignore her so badly then she wouldn't even attempt to flirt. What was the point in flirting if he obviously would just avoid her? Two could play in that game. Disappointment burned hollow in her chest.

All he did was lead her on!

She cloistered herself in the cockpit to study the Yautja glyphs again, but she was too unfocused to run through her practice routines. Instead, she muttered and gestured at the air like she was in conversation with another person. To an outsider, she might look like a real crazy person, and she was starting to feel like it too.

Remember, she told herself, Dhare is a player. He wanted her infatuated with him, so she'd be coiled around his little finger and behave, but she wasn't going to fall for it. No! She'd rather visit a brothel than continue to be yanked around by a giant asshole of an alien. Paying for sex would satisfy her itch immediately rather than playing this temptation tug of war game with the Yautja.

After all, he could easily have sex with one of his own kind...so why not her? Why was she so different?

Besides. Besides! Besides!!! Even if they did end up finally fucking. There had already been enough grief and heartache in Ashaki's life, so why should she put herself through any more? Inevitably, her heart would be broken again. She pretty much lived with the Yautja space cop now. In a breakup, there would be nowhere she could escape. Everything about this was a terrible idea.

She was drawn from her thoughts as Dhare dropped into the pilot seat, his claws flying over the controls. In the viewscreen she saw them approaching a familiar planet. It had been many years since she had seen it in advertisements back on Mars.

Back then they were finishing construction on a new space hotel, and the ads were videos of the enormous structure planet-side. At the time, the planet looked to be made of endless gray, but nearly one-hundred years later, a lot had changed. Almost the entire planet was one large multi-level metropolis of neon and metal. It was a marvel of how far humanity had come. This planet had been the first outside of the Milky Way galaxy where an actual thriving city was built and maintained. On Dhare's screen, it really looked like something!