Kennedy & the Yautja

Chapter 9 - Patience

The gentle vibration of the train allowed Kennedy to finally get the rest that she needed. Vah'keil had been adamant that he not leave her side, voluntarily tucking her into his side, where she curled up to savor the heat of his body. Beneath them, the fold-out bed was comfortable and supported Vah'keil's immense weight with ease. This car had likely been a luxurious one in the Before times, but now it costs nothing for the weary traveler.

Two days had passed since Vah'keil resuscitated Kennedy. He had carried her for miles through Nashville until they reached the train station.

One of the groups that were working to restore some semblance of society had successfully cleared hundreds of miles of track. They had fixed up the trains and restored the tracks to working order. Thanks to the group being a Commune, like her home settlement, the ride was free. The only cost was to help do some work around the station in exchange.

Kennedy had happily provided the needed help. For a couple of hours, under the careful watch of her invisible Yautja, she cleaned up trash and helped discard old, rotten bodies. It wasn't easy, but she was given passage once she had finished the given tasks.

For a small amount of time, she felt community with other people for the first time in a long time. She hated to leave behind her newfound friends, but the train was the fastest way to Memphis. The walking route there was dangerous and riddled with Rebel settlements that she actively wanted to avoid. Seeing that ugly banner painted on old billboards reminded Kennedy of Uncle Bobby's demise. It was easy to turn her attention to Vah'keil to avoid seeing it.

Seeing the giant alien guy hunched over in the human-sized shower had given her a much-needed boost to her energy. While he stretched and began to dry himself, Kennedy took the opportunity to admire the hardened planes of his body, and the many scars that decorated the black and red tapestry of his skin. She had to look away when he dropped his towel to dry his locs. The Yautja had an enticing ass that stole her breath. To avoid dying of embarrassment or shame, Kennedy had chosen to roll over and take a nap. Sometime later, she woke up to being surrounded by the warm heat radiating from Vah'keil's body, one of his arms slung over her side.

They had only been on the train for a couple of hours, but it felt like a lifetime. Both of them had utter privacy, minus the occasional drop-off of food by one of the Commune's volunteers.

It was Vah'keil who woke her for the latest delivery of food. She woke up to thunderous purrs, and his mandibles tangled in her hair. There had been a change in her Yautja companion that she couldn't put her finger on, but she liked it.

"What is this?"

Kennedy snapped to the present, her eyes drifting to Vah'keil. He poked at the thick slice of dark meat, his tongue scenting the yummy aroma. His head was cocked to the side, and his eyes were narrow as he stabbed a sliced carrot with a claw to inspect it. Soft rolling clicks left his throat, telling Kennedy that he was curious.

She chuckled, "It's called meatloaf. That orange thing is called a carrot. It's a vegetable that goes with the mashed potatoes there."

Vah'keil hummed in his throat before eating the carrot awkwardly. It was interesting to see him eat, with his tongue and mandibles working in sync with his inner fangs to process the food. He continued to plow through his portion with a pleased purr. Kennedy sat in quiet amusement as she ate her own, enjoying the alien's enthusiasm for such a simple meal. There was a comfortable silence between them. That bond that had been growing between them had never been so strong, especially in moments like this, when there was nothing but the sound of the train racing down the tracks and their eating.

When she finished, she set her plate outside with Vah'keil's for the attendant to pick up. The train was empty save for them and another person a few cars down. Sneaking the invisible Yautja onto the train had been easier than she thought!

Back in their cabin, Kennedy flopped onto the bed next to Vah'keil. Beside her, he inspected a fang attached to leather cording, his claws clicking over the large tooth.

"Is that from the tiger you killed?" She asked, scooting closer to look at it.

The Yautja nodded, "Sei'i, I took its fangs as trophies."

"It's cool. No one else can say they have a tooth from such a dangerous predator."

Vah'keil stiffened, the male tapping his tusks together softly.

"Perhaps such a trophy can attract a desirable female." His voice somehow deepened as he leaned closer.

Kennedy took the bait, warmth pooling in her lower belly. "I'm sure that such a mighty hunter like yourself can easily find one." Her eyes wandered to a row of sharp teeth he kept strung around his neck. "You're obviously capable." She blatantly admired his physique, too, brushing her fingers down his leg. His muscles tightened beneath her light touch.

Her alien companion growled low in his throat and moved to hover over Kennedy. The heat bloomed hotter in her body as she lay flat on her back beneath him.

"What would it take for this female to choose me? Am I worthy enough? Strong enough?" He purred, his big hand flattening on her chest and roaming down her abdomen.

Kennedy gasped at the sensation of his rough skin touching her. The danger of his claws was meaningless under the intent gaze of the apex predator above her. His locs created a curtain around their faces as he lowered his body to settle against hers, giving her a taste of his weight on top of hers.

Would they finally come together? She couldn't wait!

"What if she had already chosen you?" Kennedy breathed, raising her hips to meet his.

It was an open invitation to finish what they started. Kennedy had never wanted someone as badly as she wanted Vah'keil. She wanted to join bodies with this big, red and black male and have him fill her to the brim with him. Her feelings had grown stronger ever since he saved her life. The gap that had been present between them had closed.

Vah'keil wasted no time in carefully divesting Kennedy of her clothes.

His yellow eyes burned brighter at the display of the pale skin revealed to him. A soft rumble sounded in his wide chest. The tips of his locs tickled her as they grazed her skin, the thick tendrils swaying with the motion of his head as he visually explored her.

"Soft," he remarked.

Before she could respond, he flipped her over with one hand and raised her rump to the air by gently pushing her onto her knees. Kennedy shivered in both anticipation and embarrassment.

In this position, her genitals were exposed to him. It was racy and erotic. His hot breath puffed softly against her delicate folds. This being the second time he had seen her most private part, he stirred up the desire burning in her loins.

"How do oomans mate?"

Shivering at the feel of a thicker finger exploring her, she said, "Humans have foreplay. Sometimes we take it slow, and other times we like it rough."

The Yautja churred in response. She released a breathy gasp when his finger found her clitoris. Soft clicking of intrigue erupted when he saw she drew pleasure from that spot. His experimental exploration was both endearing and erotic. The tips of his fingers were calloused and rough from using his hands frequently, plus the ever-present danger of his sharp claws lightly poking at her sensitive labia. She felt dizzy as that musky aroma once again surrounded her. It pushed her to elicit vulgar sounds that drove him to explore her rougher.

"How do Yautja mate?" Kennedy asked on the tail end of a long, throaty moan.

"We fight."

Her alien withdrew his fingers with a purr. She groaned at the loss of his touch.

She had been so close! Ugh!

"Vah'keil..." Kennedy whined, "Come onnnn,"

Kennedy should've been embarrassed for begging him, but she couldn't find the will to. This had gone on long enough between them. His pheromones drenched her senses, leaving a building heat in her core that only he could fix. All he had to do was fuck her already!

"Patience," Vah'keil chuckled in a low growl.

Rolling her eyes, she protested, "Screw patience! I'm horny!"

"Manners, Kennedy."

For once, she didn't care.

"Screw manners. Just fuck me, please!" she begged, clawing at the sheets in desperation.

A giant hot palm, actually two of them, gently took hold of her hips. The familiar wall of his body heat bore down on her from above until he was draped over her. Something massive and slick rubbed teasingly against her folds. Soft pants left her mouth as he rubbed the tip against her folds. It felt hot and heavy, giving her a taste of what was to come.

Abruptly, Vah'keil plowed into Kennedy with a grunt.

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He was met with resistance. Kennedy's yoni was tight, gripping him in its hold. The sensation was exhilarating. Typically, he could plunge right in, but with Kennedy, an oomani-di, he'd have to work himself in.

Beneath him, Kennedy whimpered softly in time with the short thrusts that helped him sink further in. Gradually, she loosened enough for him to bury almost his entire length.

All but a sliver of himself was nestled snugly inside of her. He had to pull back some more when he met something blocking the way. His oomani-di hissed in pain when he tried to breach it.

"Cervix," she breathed, her body shaking with need. "Too deep, hun."

Quickly, he repositioned slightly and asked, "Better?"

"Yes,"

The Yautja grunted in acknowledgment and began a gentle rhythm. He guided her hands to grip a bar that ran the length of the window; preventing any injuries was important. Screwing this up, this life-changing moment, could prove to be disadvantageous. When he left this planet, he was bringing her with him as his mate. She would be his chosen. This was his prize for a successful test. Kennedy was humbling, too.

They worked well together.

Gods, even their bodies coming together was a blessing.

Seeing how his red and black hands spanned the creamy expanse of her pale, slender back was exotic. He loved it. Molten lava threatened to engulf the smooth expanse of tender, light skin. The feel of her spine beneath his palm only fueled the magma that threatened to overtake her entire being. Cream and flames entwined with one another in a dance older than recorded history itself. This union was the culmination of Vah'keil's growth during this trial. For the first time, he acknowledged that there was something worthwhile on this planet, and he was buried deep inside of her.

Snuggled in the depths of him, the soft feelings he felt for her had nestled safely, but now he let more of them loose. Like vines, it spread and wrapped itself around him in tangles of warmth.

He was left ravaged by this weakness that only Kennedy could've caused—had caused.

Vah'keil was vaguely aware of Kennedy crying out as her channel rhythmically clenched his cock. He was forced to stop and wait. She trembled beneath him, her hands clawing at the sheets while she rode the first orgasm. Soft, pup-like cries left his woman as she came down from her climax but turned to long, guttural moans as he continued to chase his own orgasm. Hearing her soft, feminine sounds of pleasure only drove him closer to reaching that metaphorical peak.

Rutting a female had never felt so good.

Vah'keil felt powerful. He was a fiery god who came from the heavens to claim his chosen woman. Each delicious clench of her body squeezing his shaft pulled him closer and closer until—

With a shiver, he climaxed. He brought his thrusts to a stop as he rode his orgasm, filling Kennedy with his spent. There was so much of it that it leaked out and spilled down her thighs. She mewled beneath him, tightening her grip on the bar. Soft sounds of contentment left her as she collapsed on the bed. Her knees buckled as he pulled his cock free from her sheath.

He purred as he drew her gently into his arms and lied down. Kennedy cuddled up to him, tossing a leg over his waist and nuzzling him.

They lay there together for a while, enjoying each other's naked warmth.

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A/N: Sorry for the super late update! I did say this would get slower updates, but I've been dragging my feet on this chapter. I wanted to get it just right. I hope you enjoy it!