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Disclaimer: I do not own the Predator movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Genre: Romance/Sci-fi

Rating of Story: NC-17

Contents of this
Chapter: OCxYautja; YautjaxHuman (Heavy); Slight
Gore.

Summary: A male Yautja falls into her
backyard and not it's her job to take care of the wounded man. But what happens
when trouble comes with him? What happens when money-loving men want to take
her male acquaintance from her to use in experiments? What happens then? Will
she be able to help him get off of planet Earth and does she want him to leave?
Her head says yes but her heart says...no? What happens when her heart takes a
liking to this alien? Will she be able to control her new admiration?

Warnings: There is alien/human pairings in
this story so if you don't like that stay away. In later chapters there will be
explicit scenes, thus the rating of M-MA. If this bothers you then do not read
this! Thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Yautja race. I
just like writing about them! The only thing I own is my character and my plot!
Please, do not steal them or use them without my permission! I will go haywire
on you if you do!

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I couldn't move half
the time as I lay in his arms. My body shook slightly as the coolness of the
air brushed my face and I instinctively cuddled into his large, warm body
knowing that if I couldn't beat him�I might as well join him! If it was for
warmth and he was asleep then I would do it! Of course, that was before I
realized he was awake and watching me. His eyes were staring at me and I could
have sworn there was a soft trilling noise coming from him. Oh wait�that was a
noise coming from him! It was�cute! I liked to hear it and couldn't help but
stay where I was watching him right back the way he had with me. His head
tilted and I tilted my head right back smiling to him. He seemed to be in a
better mood today, which was probably a really good thing! He had a kind of
gentle nature to him now that I really looked at him closely. The way he held
me was that of a mother holding her child. I couldn't help but feel the heat
radiating off of his chest from the mesh and I found myself lost in the
eyeholes of his mask.
Finally, I pulled
away from him taking a second to stretch my arms up over my head secretly
looking at his large body stretched out across the ground. I had never really
been connected to other humans ever since I had left the village. I was now on
my own other than the times when I went to the caf� to sing for a little extra
money. That was the only time I ever went into the human world. I had my own
little world around me in this forest and because people spread rumors about me
being a witch people stayed away. He didn't care though. He didn't know the
rumors and probably didn't even know what a witch was. "Man, it's hard to
sleep like that! Now my back hurts!" I said and he tilted his head yet
again but I brushed it aside not really meaning anything by it. He took it as
it wasn't important but the interested trilling continued as he sat up grunting
at the pain in his lower section. "Gently," I told him hoping he
would understand as I helped him sit up. Well, I helped as much as I could
since he probably weighed three as much as I did. "No reopening
wounds." It was a choppy response but he seemed to understand and I stood
up slowly showing I wasn't doing anything wrong. I went to the hut not too far
off and gathered some better clothing for myself and a bunch of towels before
walking back out to him.
"Come," I
said helping to pick him up so we could walk at an agonizingly slow pace to the
stream not too far from my house so that I could sit him down right next to the
water. I pointed to the armor and said, "Off", and he seemed to
understand as he took off his shoulder armor and the breastplate over what I
assumed was his heart. He took off his gauntlet and weapons as well making a
pile that made me feel flattered. He was starting to trust me! I was so excited
that I nearly fell into the water a strong hand reaching out to steady me by
grabbing me around the waist. Blush fell on my face and I chuckled lightly; I
needed to clean the wound so there was no time to be embarrassed. Placing my
hand on the skin of his chest that was only covered with his mesh outfit I
pushed him down gently until he was laying on the small incline going up from
the deep stream the water lapping at his feet. Now he was wearing his metal
loincloth and it kind of made me curious to know what he was hiding under it
but it passed with a deep set blush on my face. What was I thinking?! That was
such a crude thing to think about!
Dipping one of the
rags into the water I started with his shoulders washing his skin through the
mesh shirt while standing on my tiptoes. Of course, I was really short so that
would do something about the whole issue but he could at least bend down for
me! As if reading my mind he wrapped his arm around the back of my thighs to
lift me up so I could reach his shoulder better. Okay, so it wasn't what I had
been thinking of but it worked! His appendages, his hair, were almost alive as
I washed him with the water from the beautiful stream. A soft purring came from
him as my hands wandered across a scar I found. It had been hidden from sight
by the shoulder plate and I couldn't help but marvel over it. My fingers grazed
over the scar admiring it because I knew he had fought against something great
to get the mark. I think he enjoyed my admiration because the purring got
louder and his dreadlocks started to
waver slightly with his happiness. A low chuckle came from my lips as I touched
one of his black appendages feeling the life in it as I leaned forward to kiss
it. The talons on the large alien's hands dug into my thighs through the skirt
I was wearing but it didn't hurt. Actually, it felt kind of good.
The rag went across
his neck and down his chest following a random path as I observed his features.
The mask was the most interesting thing about him at the moment to me. I wanted
to take it off but there were some kind of tubes on them that kept them
stationary. I tilted my head and he moved me so that I was sitting in his lap
touching the little connections between his mask and his�something. I couldn't
figure out what it was connected to but as I touched it one came unhooked. I
thought I was a genius for a second before I realized he had done it himself. A
loud hiss of steam came from the disconnected tube and the same came from the
second one. I took the mask into my hand and slowly lowered it my heart
hammering against my chest. My smile must have made him happy because the
purring started again his hands touching my back. He had four mandibles for his
lips and fangs on the inside. I couldn't help but gaze up into his yellow-green
eyes astounded that something this strange and yet beautiful could have landed
in my yard.
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She took me to a
little strip of water to sit me down. I didn't fight her this time because of
the wound and I was feeling so much better. There was just something about her
that reminded me of the women of my own clan. She looked like an ooman but somehow if she had mandibles and my appendages
then she would look exactly like one with her fighting spirit. The girl was a
lot sweeter though. She told me to take off my armor and I did, with earnest,
so that she could see my body in full other than the skin that was hidden by my
metal loincloth. Her eyes gazed across my body in a secret kind of way but as
she started to clean me I helped her. My arm was now under her rear end and I
started to purr. She was sitting on my arm and my body was reacting to it. Too
bad she wasn't releasing any of the musk I was. Oomans
were harder to woo then women of my clan. They needed more than the women who
if you wanted to mate and you had a good following they would do it! Usually,
my musk was a sort of aphrodisiac to oomans. She must
be different then the others.
Her soft, fleshy
mouth touched my appendages and I couldn't help but to purr louder as she
touched me with her warm hands. She seemed so interested in my body and how it
was formed but I wasn't objecting the attention. In fact, as she admired my
scars I felt very flattered. I had worked hard and had come out in the end with
those scars to show I had been hurt but hadn't stopped fighting on. I was a
Blooded Yautja in my clan and thus an adult so I had gotten that from my first chiva. Though, I was distracted as she started messing with
the attachments to my mask. A deep trill escaped me as I reached up with her
hands to unclasp them. A hissing came from them as the Nitrogen escaped
quickly; she took the mask away from my face seeing me as I truly was. Her eyes
radiated awe and my purring started up yet again. She was admiring my mandibles
and my eyes. I could also see her as she was now. She had long white hair that
fell down to her back and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen in my life.
Sure, there were a lot of oomans who thought all of
my clan saw as we did in the mask but some of us were born with the weaker gene
to where we had ooman sight. Strange but she looked
different than the other oomans around with her
bright blue eyes that watched me. I couldn't help but find her suitable to my
needs and clicked the talons of my mandibles together.
She stroked my face
as I leaned forward her body now sitting in my lap to stroke her neck with my
mandibles. She gasped lightly at the feel of the talons stroking her skin but
it wasn't one of pain or disgust. I could feel her body heating up under my
fingers as I purred and trilled protectively against the soft skin of her neck.
Her breath heaved lightly as she arched her back into my larger body her ooman n'dui'se was intoxicating
me. My mandibles moved gently against her neck causing her body to shiver
harshly but as a small moan came from her lips I knew I was doing nothing
wrong. I had never before had an ooman female in my
lap to do as I wished but now that I did�I was at a loss. What did oomans do to pleasure their females? The Yautja had a very
violent way of mating and it only came around every so often and I had had
plenty of women in my bed but never an ooman female.
She was completely distant from my knowledge but as one of my large hands moved
from her back to her front I felt a curiosity boil inside of me. What would it
be like to touch an ooman's milking glands? They were
very different from that of a female of my clan. Hers were much rounder and
seemed to bounce more even when held up by something called a br'ah.
My hand was hesitant
and she looked down to see what I had stopped for only to smile at my shyness.
Usually, I would not be so timid but what if I touched her in a place that
would be pained? What if it wasn't like a part of the female Yautja body and
would be put into extreme pain? Of course, I had never really ever gotten the
chance to touch a female Yautja's body seeing as a
male and female mated for pups not for fun. Even this�stalling we were doing
was strange to me. She smiled encouragingly to me and I touched one of her
round mounds causing her body to jolt lightly. I stopped for a second, pulling
away, but she gave me a lusty look that told me not to stop. Chirping lightly,
my hand came back to her breast kneading at it softly causing her cheeks to
turn a sweet red color and her eyes fluttered shut in passion. I didn't know
that milking glands could be so arousing to a female of the ooman
species but I was using it to my complete advantage as I watched her silently
very curious as to what other things I could do to her as I grew hot and hard
within my metal loincloth. I wanted this ooman
female; I wanted her desperately.
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