This story was originally part of Quickies: Hellcats. This takes place after the Hellcats Trilogy, so for maximum enjoyment/comprehension, it would help if you've read that already.
The basic premise of this is that sometime after the end of the trilogy, Ryan reconnects with the very first alien girl he ever had a crush on, and after they realize they both really like each other, she agrees to let Ryan stay with her for a little while, and things get hot and heavy.
Ryan stared out over gray, rainy colony as the shuttle flew over it, trying to sort everything that had led him up to this point out in his head.
It still seemed like too much.
He watched the rain streak by the window next to his seat, watched the clouds whisper by, watched the dull lights of the colony below punching through the rainfall. It had been about eight months since he and Colleen and Syl had settled into their new life together on the island they now lived on. Colleen and Syl both had jobs they loved and apparently Ryan's worries about his abilities as a writer weren't entirely justified.
He'd written his book in about two months. It seemed like a short amount of time to write a book in, but he'd been motivated. It was like the idea had been there for years and now that he had found a way to get it out, it didn't stop until it was all out. He'd written every single day once he got settled in. And when Starcrossed was finished, he'd passed it off to both Syl and Colleen. They'd torn through it, editing all the way, over the course of a week. When they were finished, they gave him back their copies with suggested edits, both mechanical ones and tweaks to the plot or characters. Ryan had spent two weeks considering the edits.
When he'd created a new manuscript based on those edits, he'd given it back. This time when he got it back from Colleen and Syl, there were only a few corrected typos and suggested word changes. They said the story was perfect and ready to go. Even as he made these corrections, then read over the thing one more time, seeing if there was anything else that came to mind to fix, he'd had his concerns. Both Syl and Colleen were smart and well-read, and they wouldn't pull their punches, but he also thought they were biased in ways they might not even be able to realize. So, with some reservations, he'd self-published his book.
What happened next still felt like a dream.
After a couple weeks of sales here and there, Ryan had begun posting around on forums and message boards, trying to find people who might be interested in an interspecies romance. Then, suddenly, sales exploded. He woke up one day, logged on and found that a thousand people had bought his book. He sat there staring at it for a little while, eventually deciding that it must be some kind of error. But when he started doing some digging, he discerned that a very big book reviewer, a dysil woman who had a huge following that reviewed romance novels, had found his book, read it and gave it a glowing review, recommending it to everyone she could.
After that it was like wildfire.
The sales from that initial burst brought it into the public eye. That had been...less than fun. Certain parts of it, at least. There were a lot of negative reviews, a lot. Most of the reviews didn't even give a good reason for why they had left the review, but he could tell it was because there were enough people out there who thought that interspecies romances were gross. At first, he thought that this would tank the sales, and he was glad that he'd used a pen name, though he hadn't hidden the fact that he was in a three-way relationship with a cyvit and a xenian. But it seemed that, despite the hate-filled reviews, he'd kept selling.
A lot of people told him they wanted more.
So he'd started work on a second novel.
As he'd written it, he'd started getting a lot of messages from fans. He'd tried to respond to everyone he could, and a few of them he'd ended up actually talking regularly with. One in particular he seemed to click with a lot, and they started talking over instant messenger. They'd shared things, gotten to know each other. She much freer with her information than he was, which made him feel kind of guilty.
But that had sure changed.
Her name was Ellen. She was a cyvit living in what society now called 'mixed' colonies, which were a lot of them. Basically, a colony where no single species had dominate numbers. When they'd started talking about life growing up, certain things had started bothering him. They seemed to share certain memories about where they'd grown up.
When she had sent him a picture of herself, it had all clicked home.
Ellen was the cyvit girl who had spent a year living next door to him when he was growing up. His first real crush. When he said as much to her, she had immediately remembered and they had both spent a while marveling over the odds of it. As he went through his second book, their conversation turned in a different direction.
If he hadn't been mistaken, then he was sure Ellen was hitting on him.
By that point, they were verbally talking now over intergalactic communications lines. Hearing her voice seemed to help push the idea further. She was very interested in the nature of his open relationship.
Finally, just yesterday, as he'd finished writing his second book and had passed it off to Colleen and Syl to read, he'd worked up his courage and asked her if she would be interested in him coming out to visit her.
She had immediately replied that she would love that.
When he'd asked if there was anything in particular that she wanted to do once he got there, she had simply replied, “Well, how about we see what happens when you get here?”
She had said it suggestively.
After explaining the situation to Colleen and Syl, who knew he'd been talking with her for months at this point, he'd asked permission to sleep with Ellen, if it came to that. They had both given their enthusiastic responses. Colleen in particular, since she had enjoyed a similar situation several months ago with a guy she'd had a crush on for years. They had finally hooked up and it had been absolutely amazing.
Ryan hoped it would go as well for him.
He'd bought a first class ticket to the planet Ellen was on, packed his suitcase and caught a taxi to the nearest port. And here he was, the flight coming to an end now, settling in to this colony's port. Ellen said she'd be waiting for him.
Ryan waited for the shuttle to finish landing, his heart beating faster in anticipation.
Ellen was waiting for him in the terminal.
She looked even more beautiful than he remembered her...and that was impressive, given that he'd spent years idolizing her. She was a dark-furred cyvit beauty standing there, looking radiant in a rain-darkened gray hoodie and gray sweatpants. He wasn't sure why but he always loved seeing women in sweatpants.
He found himself grinning like an idiot as he approached her, and she was smiling big as well. He came to stand before her.
“Hi,” he said.
“Hi,” she replied.
Then she leaned forward and kissed him. Then, suddenly, she pulled back, looking around quickly. “Oh...sorry. I was-uh, my car is outside. You want to go there?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he replied, grinning foolishly still.
They both fell into an awkward silence as they made their way out of the terminal. There weren't all that many people around and as they stepped outside, Ryan noted how muted and quiet the colony seemed in the gray rainfall.
They didn't speak until they'd gotten into her car, which was a sleek silver two-door.
“So...where to first?” Ryan asked after she'd started up the car.
“You want to see my place?” she replied, still sounding awkward.
She'd already offered to let him stay with her, instead of going to a hotel.
“So, um...sorry about, you know...”
“It's fine. It was nice,” he replied. “I've got to admit, I've wanted to kiss you for a long time now. You were my first real crush.”
She laughed. “Really? How even old were you back then?”
“Wow...I was sixteen then, so that makes you eight years younger than me.”
“Is that weird?”
“No, not anymore. After high school, age difference seems to dissipate in weirdness. I mean, obviously it's got to be judged on a case-by-case basis, but you seem really cool, and the fact that you're twenty doesn't bother me.”
“That's good to know...”
They fell silent again. Ryan looked out the passenger side window at the buildings and the gray sunlight and the rain as they drove through the sedate colony. He still didn't truly know Ellen's intentions, although that kiss had been a big tip off. But he'd learned never to assume. He thought he would feel more confident after almost a year of sleeping with several different women and settling into a three-way relationship, but...apparently not.
“Well, this is where I live,” Ellen said as they pulled up to a five story apartment complex.
“Whoa, nice,” he replied, studying the building. It looked very modern, all metal and glass, trim and neat.
She turned off the engine and they got out. As they walked up the front sidewalk through the light rainfall, Ryan thought it was ironic that after months of talking to each other at a distance, now that they had met in the flesh, neither seemed to have much to say. Well, hopefully that initial awkwardness would pass.
Ellen had a two bedroom apartment on the second floor. It was pleasantly bright and well lit, pushing away the gray gloom of the day. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all done it in a nice cream colored design, the carpet flat but soft beneath Ryan's feet as he took off his wet shoes by the front door. Her living room was sparsely furnished and it had what they called an 'open room' design, with no real wall between the living room and the kitchen, just a bar to sit and eat at. They stood there in the apartment for a moment.
“So...I guess I have to ask directly,” Ryan said, “um, what exactly are your...intentions? Because it seems like we've been flirting for awhile now and I like to know where I stand, so that there aren't any unfortunately assumptions on my part.”
Ellen laughed nervously. “Okay, that's fair. Very direct. I like that, too. Um, well...I want to have sex with you,” she said.
“Okay, awesome. I'd love to have sex with you, too,” he replied. He took a deep breath and let it out, feeling relieved. “Now that that's out in the open...what else do you want to do while I'm down here?” he asked.
“To be completely honest, I don't really want to leave my apartment again, at least not today. I just want to fuck you and maybe order some Chinese takeout and watch a movie.”
“That sounds like a lot of fun,” he replied.
“Great!...so, you wanna have sex now?”
She grinned, most of her awkwardness falling away, and took his hand. He let her lead him back through her apartment, past an office, a bathroom, and into her bedroom. Her king size bed looked very inviting.
So did Ellen, as she turned to face him and fixed him with an intense stare.
“This is what I wanted to do before,” she said, and then stepped forward, leaned in and pressed her lips to his.
He wrapped her in a firm hug, feeling like a man in a dream as they started making out. This was, for years, his dream woman. How many fantasies had he had about Ellen? Hundreds, at least, probably over a thousand. She had stuck in his mind almost as the ideal, the perfect woman. Obviously, that notion had faded in the intervening years as he met other women, especially now that he had met the Hellcats.
But he knew right away that some of that had stuck in his head.
He felt an intense elation as she slipped her tongue into his mouth and began to twine it with his own, sharing her taste with him. Carefully, she led him over to the bed, then she fell back onto it with him, startling him slightly.
She laughed. “This is going to be fun,” she said as she sat up and took off her hoodie. She wore a simple gray tanktop beneath it. She took that off too, revealing that she had opted out of wearing a bra today. Ryan stared reverently at her dark-furred breasts. She had beautiful, perfectly round c-cup breasts and sexy pink nipples. Ryan took off his shirt and dropped it, then they both got onto their backs, pulling at their pants.
Soon, they were both naked, eyeing each other in equal measure. She was trim, in good shape, but her hips had a nice curve to them, her thighs well-padded. She looked ridiculously beautiful. He hoped he was even half as pleasing to her eye as she was to his.
“Have you ever done it with a human before?” he asked.
“Yes, a couple of times with this guy I had a fling with,” she replied. “But that was about five years ago.”
Unable to stave off the sexual energy any longer, they came together again, laying down in the center of the soft, comfortable bed.
Kissing her again, he now ran his hands over her warm, furred body. He let his grasp linger on one of her breasts, groping it gently, then slipped his hand back around and down, coming to rest on the swell of her ass. Ellen moaned softly and pressed herself against him, running her hands over his own body as well.
He kept kissing her, tasting her, then, gently he pushed her over onto her back. As he kept kissing her, he slipped a hand down in between her thighs, parting them and getting his fingertip in between the lips of her pussy. She gasped softly and then let out a low moan of pleasure as he started massaging her clit, making small, fast circles.
“Oh fuck,” she whispered. “Oh, Ryan, that feels so good.”
He grinned and resumed kissing her, slowly building the pressure and speed. Ellen began to pant through her nose and eventually broke the kiss to focus fully on the pleasure he was giving her. She thrust up gently with her hips, into his hand.
“Yes, yes, yes...” she whispered. “I'm gonna...oh fuck!” she cried.
He felt her begin to come. Ryan continued fingering her, feeling her sex juices escaping her pussy, until she reached down and pulled his hand away. She groaned loudly in sexual rapture as her orgasm persisted, then it slowly subsided, leaving her trying to get her breath back. Finally, she propped herself up on her elbows, grinning.
“Okay, that was great,” she said. “Now it's your turn. Lay down.”
Ryan laid down on his back and watched intently as Ellen got down between his legs. She smiled up at him, looking absolutely fantastic, like a dream, as she opened her mouth and slowly accepted his length into it.
Pleasure sizzled through him as his cock settled into her hot, wet mouth. He stared at her, taking her all in as she started sliding her lips up and down the rigid length of his dick. Her cat ears poking out of her head looked really sexy and he loved the way her tail was twitching, rising from her lower back, just above her ass. All around them, the rain continued to fall, running on the glass windows. As Ellen started bobbing her head faster, he felt like they were in their own, tiny self-contained universe. He felt that, for the moment, there was only the two of them.
“Shit...” he said after another minute or so, when she started getting her fingers involved, jacking him off as well, “I'm gonna come in your mouth if you keep this up.”
She took his cock out of her mouth briefly. “I'm okay with that,” she said, then she put it back and resumed sucking and bobbing her head.
Ryan groaned, giving himself to the pleasure, allowing the orgasm to happen. His dick began spitting thick spurts of his seed into Ellen's mouth. She accepted this, letting it happen, continuing to suck him as he came. He groaned loudly, crying out from the intense sexual rapture that seemed to fill him up entirely. As his cock emptied into Ellen's mouth and she finished sucking him dry, the orgasm came to a close and he let out his breath harshly.
“Good?” she asked, getting up.
“Great,” he replied. “Phenomenal.”
She laughed and got up off the bed. She walked out of the room and a moment later he heard running water, then gargling and spitting. She came back and laid down against him, both of them basking in the post-orgasm glow.
“I've got a question,” he said.
“Shoot,” Ellen replied.
“Why do you like me so much?”
She laughed. “Really?”
“Yeah. I'm curious.”
“All right, fair enough. It started out with your book. I've always had a desire to engage in interspecies relations. At first, sexually, then romantically, as I got older. I didn't get the chance until I was in my early twenties. I had an encounter with a dysil. Anyway, I was always a voracious reader, and obviously always on the lookout for interspecies romance novels. They were hard to come by. When I read yours, it just...clicked, in a really good way. Like, it was so hot and there was just a lot about the way you wrote it that made me think that if I could talk to you, we'd really get along. So I reached out to you and found out you were pretty much everything I had hoped for. And then I read that you were in an open relationship and, well, I hoped something like this would happen.” She paused, then smiled awkwardly at him.
“I don't mean to derail the conversation but, like...I'm super horny, do you think we could fuck now?” she asked.
“Definitely,” he replied, laughing and then getting on top of her. He'd had enough time that he was starting to get hard again.
With how beautiful and wonderful Ellen was, it didn't take long.
She spread her legs for him and he got comfortably into position. Putting the head of his dick up against her tight, wet opening, he slowly began to push himself in. Ellen let out a small gasp, then a sound of pleasure as he penetrated her. Resting on the heels of his hands, he stared down at her, loving the looks of sexual bliss that broke the otherwise serene features of her cyvit face. He pushed himself in, inch by inch, until he was all the way in.
Then she reached up and pulled him down, so that he laid against her. Her fur was warm and soft and luxurious. As they fit their hips together more firmly, Ryan kissed her deeply and began to make love to her. She moaned into the kiss and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, forcing him harder and deeper into her.
Their lovemaking was extremely intense and emotional. Everything about Ellen, from the way she thrust against his hips with her own, to the way she wrapped all of her limbs around him, one hand clutching the back of his head, the other across his back, to the way she looked up directly into his eyes as they kissed passionately, told him so.
His heart was alight in his chest and he knew something that had been stored inside of him long, long ago, over half a lifetime ago, was finally, finally being released. His intense lust for Ellen and everything she represented was being released.
The session didn't last for very long.
He wasn't sure how long, only that abruptly, he was coming. It seemed to come out of nowhere, hitting him like a lightning bolt. And, at the same time, Ellen began to come too. Both of them became completely lost in their climaxes, moaning and writhing against each other in utter ecstasy. Ryan felt his cock ejecting his seed into her, felt wave after wave of intense, pure sexual rapture exploding through him with much more intensity than usual. It seemed to go on and on and on, and when it was over, he slowly came back to reality, his senses coming back to him. Slowly, he pushed himself up, staring down at Ellen.
“So...that was fucking intense,” she said.
“I was going to say the same thing,” he replied. “I guess, uh, I had a lot of repressed lust for you,” he added awkwardly.
She laughed. “Good thing for me then because that was probably some of the best sex I've ever had,” she replied.
He pulled out of her and laid down next to her.
“Now what?” he asked.
“Now...we lay here for a bit, I think. I'd like to cuddle and listen to the rain.”
“Fine by me.”
He got up against her, resting his head on the pillow next to her, threw an arm and leg over her and laid there with her, listening to the rain.