Different Similarities

In my arms

Rinse and repeat, like a broken clock the Yautja searched through the night. Rain had once again come and gone, kiande amedha would emerge from the woods and attack on sight. The first few times the male was grateful to the gods, the fast pace battles kept his blood pumping and him warm in the midst of the cold weather. Soon he tired of the non stop attacks, something he never thought he would come to dislike. The male just wanted to find his human.

It's cold, so cold and the snarls and growls of something unknown was coming closer. Should I make another run for it? My legs burned from overuse. The cold rain had soaked me throughout the night. Through the darkness I heard and felt mice scurry all around me. Another roar and hiss, breaking of branches and even something heavy being thrown. A yell of victory before eerie silence once again. It's cold. So cold.

"Oon! Ooman'de! Un'ah, Uh'uh?"

Warm collust hand slithered from my hip to my waist, tracing the curves of my body. The other gripped my upper thigh, black claws slightly digging into my flesh. Red hide thick and tough, rough black spots peppered his skin like molted lace cooling from the freezing rain. His bare chest is barely covered by a metallic net. My fingers tugged at his strange armor hungrily looking for ways to touch him, to steal away some of his body heat.

"Ooman'de!"

"Mm..."

My shoulder felt scorching hot.

"Ooman'de?" Something clicked through the fog, the lover in front of me remained stoic and oddly silent. His mandibles remained completely still even as that nonsensical clicking continued. His alien face was ever expressionless even as my fingers brushed against his left nipple through his armor. My hips bucked into his but lacked the friction I yearned for. Something pained my back briefly. Looking down at his hand I found him still gripping my thick thigh, the pudge visible through his rough fingers. My hands snaked down to grab at my love handles then down my stomach that curving outwards pressed against his hard abs. I saw my fingers dig into my flesh to pinch at my belly. This wasn't right. This is not me anymore. I am—

"Un'ah!" Shaking me awake was Horus.

"You..."

"Un'ah!

"YOU! How did you find me? What are you even doing here?"

"Human! Why did you not stay put? I've been looking for you for hours. I thought you were dead..."

"I don't understand you... Didn't you leave me?"

"Come, we have to find somewhere to rest."

Horus continued to pull me out from under the log, his hand was just like the one from my dream. Large, warm, rough, and with the strange power to settle me even as my heart raced in anticipation.

"OW! Careful... Your claws!"

Her icy hands pawed at my own in hopes to loosen my hold on her thin leg. Her pupils were blown wide in the dark lighting. Those mesmerizing eyes seeked me through the darkness. Underneath me, a prey caught by her predator. All that was left was for me to claim my reward.

Horus seems tired, his masked face gives nothing away but his arm is stiffly flexed. He wasn't making his regular noises or scanning the area constantly. His broad back slouched uncharacteristically.

"Horus?" Trying to shake him back did nothing.

"Hey? Horus?" Again the human shook and patted blindly for the Yautja's shoulder.

"Ya-Ut-Jah?" That caught his attention, "you ok?"

His face closed in on her, so much so that her nose was pressed onto his mask. Her breath fogged the silver helmet right where his mouth was located underneath.

"Wow! Hey! Relax..." he growled at her as he continued to encroach into her space even going as far as pulling her legs slightly apart to slowly stalk and settle between them.

The usual growls he made were vastly different from the ones that poured out of him now. These made her chest rumble and flutter. Her heart beat against her chest like a wild animal attempting to break free from its cage. Deviously he spread her legs slightly to settle his warmth closer to her core. She could feel it, a loincloth barely hid it in the first place. Thick and hard, just as big as him. Panting quietly she noted she could feel his distinct ridges; she was positive he could feel her pulsing against him. For every time she clenched hungrily he throbbed and bobbed in response. It wasn't a dream this time, the thick slick she felt wasn't something she could deny. Purring that's what he was doing. He was purring at her and she pondered, "does he always do that when he feels good?"

The woman whined as the male shoved his hips closer, his masked face now shoved against her collarbone. The purring sounded more like crackling fire the louder it became. It ended far too quickly with a loud chuff from the male who quickly distanced himself from her.

The new view made things worse, looking down at the disheveled woman poked at his animalistic instincts. For hours he tracked and searched for her. Now that he found his prey he wanted to enjoy his catch. As much as he tried to deny it this situation was too similar to his clan's mating ritual. He, however, was no senseless idiot. Mating between them could never occur. Unless he managed to get them out of here and offer her a universal translation implant and gain her approval. With time he could teach her their custom, it would definitely not be the first time a human mated with one of his kind. Those tales were also whispered to him when he was fresh blood. And as he grew and became blooded he learned of other clans genetically enhancing themselves by cross breeding with other species and even genetic selection was performed in his own region. Still he couldn't help but wish that she somehow knew to purr or chuffed to his advances so he could continue his ministrations.

"Come" he chuffed at her again, still hoping for any sign. The woman simply remained half sitting panting up at him. Dark brown eyes looking up at him though the fine fur that adorn her eyelids. Her alien features he had slowly become accustomed to continued to surprise him. One moment they were strange and off putting another they were delicate and heart wrenching. He wanted to study her expressions thoroughly, see every side of her, and drink in every sight she had to offer.

"Come, I won't bite" he swallowed hungrily.

Her eyes zeroed in on his throat as she too swallowed before slowly getting up.

"Maybe I was wrong and he wasn't trying to... maybe I just made him mad or something but that definitely felt like" Luna scrambled for answers yet the male made no attempts to hide the tent that jerked under her gaze. Growling, his regular kind, clearly reprimanded her to stop her staring as it further riled him up.

"Sorry!" She looked away from him nervously combing her damp hair out of her face.

"Ooman'' he clicked at her again with a short burst of sound. A word he had spoken to her multiple times in the ten days since they first met. He gripped her arm and loosen his hold quickly before softly pulling her along.

"Oh he wants me to follow." The brunette looked at the clawed hand that fully encased her thin arm. Again she placed her hand over his and slowly directed it to her hand.

The morning was spent in a silent walk. Whilst the human was lost in thought the Yautja became hyper aware of their surroundings. Whilst he searched for her he had cleared any kiande amedha in the area. They should be safe, he hoped. Somewhere along the way the male had turned to carry the female on his back. Her shivering had worsened, startling the extraterrestrial as the women began chattering her teeth. At first he confused her chattering for his language or her trying to mimic it. Nonsense words and sounds continued before she pulled her hand away and rubbed them up and down her arms. Blunt little teeth continued to chatter as she shuffled along. With no fuss from the female the male crouched before her and pulled her closer positioning her on his back. The watch tower he had spotted in his prior search was within sight. The woman had stopped shivering and melted against him as sleep overtook her.