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Till the End of the World	By : AndroidBarbie19 Category: M through R > Predator Views: 3107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Yay, reviews ^^ Happiness radiated from me like sun off a shiny predators helmet!! In response to something (In case anyone must question it) this is not TECHNICALLY incest, as they are not related by blood. SO yea she’s his ‘sister’ but not really...soooo any future, possible, maybe encounters aren’t crazily gross…(who knows I might take it down another path, switch this up on ya lol) But still, Im pleased it is enjoyed. Onward!
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�@Ra’tul found himself pulled into a tight hug, grunting softly as his fathers arms went around him. Although the older male was a foot or two shorter then he was, he could still feel the immense strength in the form that embraced him. Over Ve’eras head he could see the vibrant red locks disappearing through the door, but not before she paused to peer back at them. His gaze caught hers and she gave a faint smile before slipping out. With a slight noise of disappointment, he finally turned his attention back to his sire, who had released him enough that he could step back. It had been so long since he had set eyes on his fathers face. He could see the pride in the males eyes and the way he held himself. He was obviously more then pleased with his sons accomplishments. It was not only honorable to the clan, but the family itself, and after his mothers passing, he knew his presence had been missed…which brought to question the female again. Her scent lingered behind and he struggled not to breath it in to much.
Ve’era watched his sons face for a moment, trilling softly when he got no reaction at first. Ra’tuls dark gaze snapped back to him and he grinned. “Forgive me father, I was…distracted”. Ve’era shook his head, making his dreads swing slightly. “No forgiveness required. I am sure you are more then exhausted from your journey back. I would only expect such given how long you have been away. We will eat...then you may rest…ah, but first…GENESIS!”
Much to Ra’tuls delight, the redheaded ooman came strolling back in, her hair dry and a rather bemused expression on her exotic features. “You don’t need to shout…I can hear you.” He blinked, startled. She spoke not in English, but in their own language. The soft clicks she emitted were spot on…as if she had been learning them her entire life, which, unbeknownst to him, she had, perfecting her speech until she spoke it as flawlessly as any of the Yautja. Not that she didn’t know English, but it was pointless using an uncommon language when any persons who spoke it were not existent in her current location. Ve’era chattered at her, his mandibles clicking together in a form of light reprimand for her tone.
“Keep your temper old man”, Genesis told him, though her gaze had moved past him to focus on the large male behind him. Her father cuffed her lightly, though his delighted expression didn’t waver. For once the joy he felt far out weighed any annoyance he would have felt at the ooman females jibes. She was still young after all, and though she had grown up with their customs, respect for her elders tended to slip Genesis when it came to the man who had raised her. Ra’tul could see the relationship between his father and the young woman was something not even he himself could match…and for some reason this disturbed him. It was not jealousy, per say…just a slight twinge that he was missing something vastly important.
Genesis eyed Ra’tul with interest. She had heard Ve’era speak highly of his son to others and knew he had missed the male immensely. She was not in the least bit worried her father attentions would shift. He had equal love for them both…but she was willing to let his son have most of it. With someone else to focus on, it meant Genesis could stretch her freedom out a bit more without fear of having the leash snapped down. Smiling at the thought, she moved into the dining area to start dinner, unaware of the piercing eyes that followed her every move, from the light sway of her vividly red locks, to the way her hips swished back and forth, the tight netting of her thermal suit cupping her rear in just the right way….if his father had not been present, Ra’tul would have forgone any normal courting regime and taken her then and there, custom be damned.
He stifled a growl, unaware his father was observing him curiously. Ve’era followed his sons gaze, noting it trailed after his leggy daughter and raised a brow, but chose to keep his mouth shut. The boy would learn soon enough. Although….his own gaze drifted to watch Genesis as she set the table accordingly, humming softly to herself. It was not technically inbreeding, given the female was not of his blood….but he highly doubted his son would take to the idea of bedding his sibling, whether she was from Ve’eras loins or not. But it was indeed something to consider. After all, both were strong, capable creatures, and a suckling form them would have been rather…interesting to say the least.
Smiling inwardly at the idea, he clapped Ra’tuls shoulder, startling the young male from his observations. “Come…let us eat...then you can tell us all about your journey.”
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Genesis sighed inwardly as she lay flat on her back, staring up at the ceiling of her room. Squinting, she raised a hand, using one of her fingers to spin a planet around lazily. She rather enjoyed the holographic system Ve’era had installed in her room. It permitted her to view the planets and stars without actually having to leave, tough she much preferred seeing them up close from the observation decks. But her father was still intent on keeping her inside during the mating season. As it was, dinner had gone fairly well, the relaxed atmosphere surprising her for once. Ra’tul had told them of his travels, claiming to have seen many things, and even showing Genesis some of his trophies. She had complimented them, and had been forced to quiet a laugh when he had purred, pleased by her words. “I worked hard to get them”, he had told her, puffing his chest out some. “The bigger ones…are…quiet rare. Much like yourself”. She had looked up at this, only to find the dark orbs fixated on her. She had flushed some then coughed and pointed out another, odd looking skull, wanting to divert the attention back to his kills, rather then herself.
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Ra’tul felt like such an idiot! Rare like herself….what kind of cheesy, ooman line had that been? He cursed himself as he paced his quarters, having finally gotten the chance to strip free of his armor and netting, leaving him to wallow in self annoyance in little more then his loincloth. Since Genesis had taken his old room, his father had converted his office into a makeshift sleeping arrangement of sorts. The only plus was the large monitor that permitted him to see into the females room. Apparently, Ve’era had a mild paranoia she would attempt to leave while he slept. At least that was what Ra’tul thought.
In reality the monitors had been there since Genesis had been a baby. It was simply a way to keep an eye on the young pup while Ve’era worked and at one point used as what humans would have called a baby monitor, particularly when his mate had been ill and had spent most of her time in the girls room, tending to the child and her needs as had been her passion. Now though, Ra’tul had a fairly nice view, and as far as he could see, Genesis looked bored. She fiddled with things, moved around a bit, did some light stretches, before finally doing something that caught the blooded warriors attention. She begin to undress, obviously preparing for bed.
Awed, he leaned forward some, watching intently as she set about stripping off the thermal clothes that kept her temperature cooler then it was for his kind. She removed it in an almost agonizingly slow way…as if she knew he was watching her. Swallowing hard, Ra’tul glanced around, before turning his attention back to the screen. The netting was now half way down her frame, stopped at her hips as she undid the clasp to the band that kept her breasts contained. The male watched as the large orbs slowly came free. He felt his cock stiffen some and moaned softly. She was gorgeous, far beyond most female Yautja he had encountered in his life time. Most would have found his desire disgusting. It was not illegal to mate with someone outside the species…but slightly frowned upon. Though Ra’tul had heard of other cases…in other clans.
Keeping his gaze locked on the little female, he reached down, pushing the fabric of his only article of clothing out of the way to grip himself. The flesh jumped in his grasp, hardening further and making him hiss softly. Unaware of her audience, Genesis continued to undress, pushing the rest of the thermal fabric over her hips and kicking it aside. She rubbed her breasts, wincing some. They ached after being confined all day as tightly as they were. Her nipples hardened in response and she grimaced, massaging the stiff little peaks.
Back in his quarters, Ra’tul was beside himself, stroking his erection ferociously. Hell, it had been so long since he had last touched a female…he was certain he would not last long. Groaning, he kept his eyes glued to the flaming haired beauty, taking in every detail the semi lit room allowed. Her hands roamed along her body, stroking over her breasts, then her belly, before her fingers hooked into the bands of the only clothing she had left. He scooted forward, having parked himself on his fathers desk in order to watch closer. His fist continued to pump, his breathing hitched and heavy. So close….so….
“C'jit!”
Genesis glanced up, having partially climbed into bed as a roar louder then anything she had heard reverberated through their small living quarters. Smiling to herself, she gave the little blinking light she could see in one dark corner of her room a little shake of her head, before settling comfortably amongst her many pillows and blankets, chuckling softly as she burrowed into them. “So…it begins…”
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