Thread: Heartless Alliance (Mr Master and Oreo)

The feelings had been so totally alien, but already her hands wanted to reach out and touch him again. Her eyes widened in understanding, this was how his species mated. So confusing, and opposite to her experience. Pleasure was calm reached when two Telkrans joined in a moment of motionless symmetry at the apex of their merging thoughts. The moment in time when both electro-magnetic waves conjoined in harmony. Hadrons, baryons colliding at the neucleonic level, male dominant protons combining with the female neutrons, followed by a burst of ...pleasure... completing the mingling of thoughts and particles. Under the proper conditions, when neutrino oscillation caused enough leptons and quarks to divide off a new being, an offspring, occurred bearing the composite inherent memory of both parents. It was a thing of the mind, the pleasure coming from the joining of thoughts, two beings creating something more than themselves. But this! Her body felt the pleasure. Not only her skin, but parts within her were still experiencing pleasure, or was it pain? Lya tried to focus on his words, but found herself staring at his lips. Fingers flew to her own mouth, curious why they felt tingly. They definitely needed to go into detail, she thought. No doubt they pursued this...orgasm. She wasn't quite certain what the word meant, but this form wanted more of what just happened. It is like an addiction? There are addicts among my people. The disdain was clear in her voice, they use substances to heighten pleasure. I think this is different. Glancing away for a moment, the confusion disturbing her thought processes. All she knew for certain now, was they were definitely compatible. There is no doubt that we can merge. Had you permitted, our thoughts could have combined as easily as the...orgasm was achieved. Turning to make her way back to the control room, she stopped. Come, we need to get to Telkra, partner. There is much to accomplish. I think we can safely say your people are unique and valuable to mine. The enormity of what the humans could do for her race was making her giddy. Lya's lips curved up in a bow as a strange sensation began in her chest. Small bursts of air accompanied by inarticulate sounds bubbled past her lips. It tickled against her throat, vibrating oddly against the roof of her mouth and across her tongue. Pleasure she had known, but happiness was alien. The sound felt good, but her concern stifled it almost as soon as it happened. Turning back to Dizzik mid stride, What was that? Her face suddenly serious, It was not an orgasm, but it was pleasurable. Her brows furrowed in concern, Will it harm me? That was the moment everything went haywire. The next instant she lost cohesion. Too much, too fast. Her form phased in and out of focus. Oh, this is not good at all, Lya. Each time she tried to retake human form, her body began to tremble. Her heart racing violently, breath rapid, her skin had turned pasty, clammy. This is not anger, nor pleasure. WHAT IS IT? What had she gotten herself into? Her body was out of control, and what was she thinking? Reticulans? She didn't want to go anywhere near them. Ever! Each step felt like walking into a disruptor field. Lya reached forward almost phasing through him, before again trying to hold onto the human form. Her fingers sank into his shoulders. Dizzik? Something is wrong. The look on her face, one that any human would recognize as sheer terror. Lya had never known fear before.