The X-Hunters: Chapter 3
Mantrin mating season is over, and dolphin season has only begun...
The X-Hunters Elite Chronicles by Dolphin Power
Chapter 3: If Mantrins Weren't Enough
I awoke to the feeling of the familiar soft, wet, long tongue all over my face. The tongue that belonged to my Shrike. Galactic standard year 6547. It was December 24th, and I remembered this day to be Christmas Eve. On T.E. it wasn't winter, nor did it matter what day it was. It was, in actuality, the wind-down of summer's recent peak, although it was still very hot on most days. In the region that the command center is for the X-hunters, where we not only work but also live, it's summer most of the year. With scorching temperatures of sometimes 45ºC, perfect for swimming but not for playing around outside. Since earth was destroyed, very little from it mattered to me aside from the food. The date that Shrike first asked me to mate with her happened to be February 14th, which coincidentally was also valentine's day on earth - something that I hadn't realized until recently. My attention was directed solely to war back then, although I paid a lot of attention to Shrike and the other team members as well.
"Sleep well?" she asked with a slight yawn.
"Are you kidding?What could be less comfortable than this?" I said, looking down at where we were attached. She laughed.
"That's true. Even though we didn't mate."
"I can't argue with that. Despite the fact that I have your full weight on me, it's actually quite comfortable."
"Since I'm so much heavier than you, it's impressive. You know, Skorp, you're so cuddly and cute when you sleep. I just makes me want to fondle you."
"Greeeat. And I thought you wanted to cuddle and fondle me at the same time all the time..."
"I guess that's what being mates is all about."
"Possibly. Anyway I'm hungry, and I feel like eating."
"You always do, Skorp. I swear, apart from the lower sex drive, if you were a mantrin like me, everyone could swear you were in heat all year round."
"I hope that's a compliment."
"It is."
"Anyway, I'm gonna pull out and have breakfast if that's okay with you."
"Okay, but let's do it slow then, alright?"
"Sure." Slowly she folded her wings back up behind her back, then lifted herself up and released my member from the firm grip her vulva had on it. It took about a minute, not like I was counting. Once we both got up I looked at the bed.
"At least now that mating season has been over for a month or so, we don't make that much of a mess when we mate."
"I know" she said "But I thought you liked it when I was in heat."
"Liked it? Shrike, I loved it. The intense orgasms, mating more than once a day, the broodlines that made you positively beautiful... plus the aroma and the fluids I got from you."
"I'm not as beautiful as when I was in heat?" she asked with a 'sad puppy' look on her face.
"Shrike, you're beautiful all the time, regardless of whether you're in heat or not. I mate with you, not some lines and oil on your skin." I said, running my hand from her beak down to her breasts. We met in a kiss, which once again made me lose all care for anything else.
"Now, how about that breakfast?"
"Sure, Skorp. Cinnamon buns?"
"You got it."
By the time we had finished, the entire team was up and doing their usual things. I decided I'd take a little swim with Beagle, If she didn't mind, not that she ever did. Shrike didn't mind much either, since she knew I love dolphins as much as her and that being with them for good was my lifelong dream. She didn't want to deny me that.
I walked to the aquatic training pool, which was specifically designed for interaction between me and Beagle, mostly. From there I walked to the edge of the pool. She was doing something of a morning workout, circling the pool and jumping around out of the water.
"Hi, Skorp. Want to come in?" she asked.
"Would you mind terribly?."
"Fine, get in. You have to rub me when I tell you to, though."
"An acceptable price." I took off my clothes, and only activated the armor from my waistline to about halfway down to my knees, making kind of like a bathing suit. The glare from the suns poured on through the skylights and made it harder to keep my eyes open. I went under with her instead.
I held onto her dorsal fin and she pulled me around for a while, surfacing only so we could breathe, then sending a quick burst of air through her spout before we'd submerge again. Around and around we went... her strength and endurance really were quite remarkable.
After a long routine of swimming, then jumps and flips, all play, she turned and swam herself into my arms. Her 3 meter-long body made me feel so... small.
"Do my tongue first" she said. "then you can rub me everywhere else."
"Okay..." I said a little reluctantly. All those sharp little cone-shaped teeth in her beak were just as sharp as any mantrin's. I knew she wouldn't do anything to hurt me, after all, she did love me. For some reason, dolphins - and Beagle in particular - enjoyed having their tongues rubbed. Why was simply beyond me. However, she enjoyed it, so I did fairly often.
After a few minutes of tongue rubbing, she nudged herself to be alongside me. I "sat" on the stairs to the pool, half submerged, holding her in both arms.
"Okay, that's enough tongue for now." She said, rolling slitghly onto her side.
Starting from her fins, I worked my way along her back all the way down to her tail, then slid my hands along her body until my hands found their way onto her belly. In slow, circular motions, I went down from her fins to about half a foot past her navel. As my hands travelled along the surface of her belly, one of them went a little farther - accidentally brushing over the very threshold of the opening on her slit.
Whoops. Gotta be a little more careful there, Skorp.
She didn't mind if I brushed her slit from time to time, after all, she always wanted to be rubbed 'all over'. She closed her eyes when I looked back up at her. It could easily be seen that she was enjoying it. I'd known for a while that dolphins considered rubs to be an expression of affection, and both of us were content in expressing our care for each other in that way.
I'd been attracted to dolphins my whole life. The first time I saw them I was only five years old. My fascination developed quickly, and I'd loved them ever since. I wondered what it would be like to mate with Beagle on a few occasions, but I'm in no hurry to make another lover out of her.
I remembered Beagle telling me that she loved me enough to do, it the night that I was officially mated to Shrike. I was with Shrike, and she was enough to handle as it was. Beagle had a mantrin for a mate for a while, therefore she was timed to mantrins just as I was. For the moment we were busy leading our similar but separate lives.
I placed a kiss on her beak and she opened her eyes.
Wow, that was... amazing. I thought. She nuzzled into my chest, chittering as I continued to rub her belly.
As fate would have it, the briefing alarm sounded.
With a groan, I removed my hands from her belly. "Looks like we're going to have to end our session a little earlier, Beagle."
"Yeah" She answered as she snapped out of her trance-like state. "It's too bad. I really love doing that with you." Which was true. We enjoyed each other's company very much.
"Alrighty, then. And the target of the day is...." She started laughing, with that weird dolphin laugh of hers.
I hadn't noticed her arrival in the room, but Shrike was there, also laughing.
She was standing in the doorway. I walked over to her. "You could've knocked." I said.
"Sorry for my intrusion, Skorp" she began, "but I came to get you as s soon as I heard the alarm. Let's go."
"I was gonna wait for Beagle, though."
"Go along without me, Skorp" Beagle said. "I'll be there in a jif. Just gotta put my arms and legs on."
"Okay, then. Shall we, Shrike?"
She put a seductive grin on her face. "We shall."
I walked in with Shrike at my side.
"Well, well, the good captain is on time for once." Serena said sarcastically.
I responded with equal sarcasm. "Nice to see you too. Your warm welcome is as underwhelming as ever."
She smiled and stayed silent while the rest of the team laughed. They laughed even harder when I sat on Shrike, mistaking her seat for mine (which is beside hers).
"Okay, okay. Is there anyone missing?" Serena asked, the laughter dying down.
Just then, Beagle walked through the door, bio-mechanical arms, legs and chest all attached. "Not anymore." She said, taking a seat. With Shrike to my right and Beagle to my left, the briefing started.
"The reploids are at it again, and they're on our planet. Again. Apparently, they've found all sorts of tricks to hide little bases and labs allover T.E.. The newest tactic of theirs is to make bio-weapons. More specifically, STD's - in which they infect a select few sentients and let them spread it around. Obviously, we won't let this happen any longer. We've been handpicked, along with another unit, to take out the lab where they're suspected to be developing these weapons."
"Where's their base this time, Serena?" I asked.
"That's the interesting part, Skorp. It's underwater. Originally, we thought that reploids couldn't survive underwater. They've developed a design that can somehow shield them and their technology from the devastating influence water has on them. Admiral Kayen will be overseeing the mission personally. We 'll also be working with the 27th dolphins hunterpod. Skorp will still be in command of the X-hunters, but the Admiral will be in full command of the mission. What she says goes."
"Why were we picked for this mission along with the 27th?"
"Because we're the best at everything, and the 27th is experienced with underwater missions."
"What're the orders of the mission, then?"
"Same as always. Destroy the facility's reactor, and also any targets of opportunity. Be watchful of friendly fire, as this is a small facility. The 27th will take care of what's outside, while we go in, set charges and run like hell. Suit up, we're launching right away."
The room cleared as we husslef over to the hangar. The APC - armored personnel carrier - was very rarely used. Upon my voice command, it started to power up. Thrusters lit up, emitting a low hum. The loading ramp lowered, allowing everyone to pile in.
I headed in first, Serena behind me. We strapped ourselves into the pilot and copilot's seats at the front, while letting everyone else strap themselves into the APC's braced seats.
I buckled myself in. "How far are we from the LZ?" I asked.
"About 20 minutes." Serena said, checking our radar. "Looks like we'll have a clear path. No air activity at all within a 500-kilometer radius."
"Good." I said, flicking the hovering thrusters on as the hangar doors opened. "Let's go. Everyone ready?"
A sound-off of confirmations came from the back. I nodded, took hold of the control stick and flew us to our destination.
In order to evade any sort of air detection, we were instructed in mid-flight to skydive into the water below and swim the rest of the way. I passed the instructions on to the rest of the team, then set the APC to autopilot and autoreturn once the last person had jumped. The rendezvous point was a cove some 5 kilometers away from where we were going to jump.
One by one, everyone dove out of the back of the ship. Only Beagle and I remained. Quickly, I helped her out of her mechanical limbs, then strapped the components to my back in their compacted state.
Carefully taking hold of her, I lifted her up to my shoulder. Lacking arms and legs, she would only be mobile once we hit the water. I lifted her long, gray body and held it against me. I leapt out and into the air, then started to fall like a rock, clutching Beagle tightly.
We tumbled towards the water faster and faster. The wind howled away as we sliced through the air, plummeting toward the water. Having difficulty judging our distance, I read my helmet indicators. "600 meters to impact" the computer's voice announced. I counted off the seconds for the next distance reading. "500 meters"
"400 meters"
"300 meters. Five seconds to impact."
"200 meters."
"100 meters."
I clenched my teeth and shut my eyes as the wall of water approached. In preparation for the shock, I lowered my head and raised my shoulders, bracing myself for the impact...
I hit the water like a ton of bricks. I couldn't tell exactly how far below the surface I was. I looked around for Beagle, while the curtain of tiny air bubbles dissipated and rose to the surface. She was only a few feet away, the dive hadn't separated us by a lot. I took hold of her fins, letting her swim us to shore.
Once the water was shallow enough, I stood up and re-assembled her second body, while she waited patiently.
The large metallic frame was heavy, although it was easier to move once it was in the water. I laid it down, allowing her to gingerly swim inside of it. Once she was locked in, we quickly headed off to our destination.
We dove back in and swam like there was no tomorrow. We could stay submerged for days at a time if need be, thanks to some innovative "Oxygen Conversion" technology.
I kept swimming until I realized she wasn't alongside me anymore. I turned around and stopped.
She was behind me, thrashing around frantically. Her OxyCon unit was malfunctioning, I could tell by the way she was thrashing. She was trying to get out of her armor.
I moved quickly. The surface was about 20 meters above us, hardly enough time to get her up there in her armor, or to take it off first. I took a quick, deep breath, steadied her and removed my helmet and placed the breather over her spout, sealing it as best I could with my hand. Once she'd taken a few good breaths, I propelled us to the surface.
While she caught her breath, I treaded water to keep us afloat. She was still shaking from the shock of not having oxygen and gasping in water. I rubbed her to calm her down.
It was gradual, but she started to relax. Once she'd expelled the last of the water from her lungs, I replaced my helmet and Oxycon unit.
"Think you're ready to get back on course?" I asked.
"Y... yes." She said, finishing catching her breath.
"Okay. This time, I'll swim."
She nodded, slowly beginning to breathe normally once again.
I took her into both arms and put by jetbursts on 'slow and prolonged', to mimic the action of swimming. She was heavier than me, but I could take the extra weight.
There was a beautiful beach with white sand and the water was crystal clear. It looked like one of those 'dream vacation' spots I'd seen on earth in brochures and advertisements. Beagle and I were the first of the X-hunters to approach the cove, though it didn't take long for everyone else to arrive.. The 21st were eager to meet us, and we got a warm welcome from everyone, including Admiral Kayen, who was there as well. I spent my time mingling with the other dolphins until everyone was there, at which point the admiral wished to address us as a group.
"No time to waste, everyone." the admiral began "Once the 21st deals with the outer defenses and breaching the facility, the X-hunters take over, to infiltrate and destroy the facility. Everyone clear?"
'Yes ma'am's resounded left, right and center. Once that was done, we headed off in the direction of the target, splitting up to make for more dispersed potential targets.
The dolphins were quick to move in, speaking in 'dolphin' to each other using the vast array of clicks, barks and squeals that they can produce.
"Why are they singing as they move in, Beagle?" I asked.
"Communication. Helluva lot easier than radio."
"I guess that works..."
A loud underwater explosion sounded just after I finished speaking.
"X-HUNTERS! MOVE IN!" Admiral Kayen shouted over the comm speakers.
The dolphins had already taken out all the gun towers and the muffled sound of intruder alert alarms filled the water as my team started to enter the facility. Once by one, we slipped inside. I lined up behind Serena and Shrike, following Beagle in. There were already flashes of light going off, giving away weapons fire in all directions. The guards were fighting a desperate battle to keep us out, firing off volley after volley of disruptor fire. No matter what the disruptor's strength, my armor kept me safe from any serious damage. Once it started to get thick, I activated defensive forcefield and signaled the others to split up. I went down a maintenace shaft to a deeper level in the facility.
I landed in what looked like a research lab - sure enough, their bio-tanks busily making their dirty weapons.
It didn't take long before Some guards immediately noticed me and let off a long stream of fire from their standard issue weapons. I looked at my damage indicator. It read "no damage taken". I guess I shouldn't underestimate what this golden armor can do. I looked up at them with an evil grin on my face and fired off two twin rebound charges at each guard, 5 in all. The bursts hit almost simultaneously, knocking them all off their feet.
I fired off burst after burst of my X-buster cannon, the yellowish-white shots hitting every target I shot at with frightening speed, the guards dropping like flies as they would in a twisted action movie. The buster cannon began to heat up slightly from the repeated shots. With the level 2 cannon, the energy bursts left a trail of faint glowing energy behind them , distorting the air as they moved. I increased the power and firing rate of my cannon as guards poured into the room.
I quickly tired of this onslaught. I impatiently lined up all the virus canisters so they were all in front of me, in a row, like glowing green dominoes waiting to be knocked over. Taking a few hits from the odd guard who was still alive enough to shoot. I charged up, letting my cannon reach full power - then released. The growing energy burst rushed out of my cannon with blinding speed and fury. I grunted as the shot staggered me.
I had aimed the shot just accurately enough that it passed through all the canisters, shattering them and any hopes the reploids had of completing their grimy weapons.
I then focused on slaughtering the rest of the 'innocent' reploid scientists. Dead reploid bodies covered the floor, some still glowing with the residual energy charge of my buster cannon. The odd straggler attempted to fire on me, but was quickly snuffed out by either myself or a passing hunter as my unit scurried about the facility.
Beagle beeped in on my comm. "Skorp, let's go. This place is about to blow. Meet me back at the rendezvous point along with the others."
"Got it. See you there."
I escaped through the closing entry doors, and just barely made it through them. I followed my NavPoint indicator to find the cove where we would regroup and hopefully go back home. I was looking forward to a little R + R, and maybe a mating with Shrike. I sped through the water as fast as I could to move away from the impending explosion, as the blast was likely kill me at that range - regardless of armor settings.
I hurried my way out of my estimation of the blast radius. The farther I got, the more I wondered when the explosion would occur. I
The place didn't explode by the time I got to the cove. I was worried. Everyone from the X-hunters was on the beach, standing around admiral Kayen.
I scampered onto the beach, catching my breath. "There's a problem! The charges haven't gone off!" I shouted.
The 21st, meanwhile, was swimming around and playing but stopped when I arrived. I looked around, incredulous to what I was seeing. "What the hell's going on? What are you doing?!"
The water beaded off my armor and I made wet footprints as I walked up beside Beagle. "There's a problem with the detonator charges, everyone. The place didn't explode."
"That's because we didn't detonate the charges, Skorp." She answered.
"And may I ask why not?" I said frustratedly.
"Skorp, I've got a different matter to address to you..."
I rolled my eyes and growled. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Calm down, captain!" the admiral ordered. "This is all part of the mission."
"There could still be reploids alive! They could call for reinforcements!"
"Skorpion! Shut up and calm down!" Beagle said, her voice raised.
"Okay." I said, grinding my fists.
"Listen, Skorp..." She began. "I believe that since we've been together, we've grown closer. And I know that you love dolphins, and therefore, you love me. Both our species shared a common bond back on earth, and often sought each other out, because the nature of intelligence is to seek out other intelligence."
"I already know that. What the hell does this have to do with anything?"
"Skorp just listen! Stop being the captain for just a second and listen to me!"
I dropped the frustration and relaxed, although I was still bent out of shape as to not knowing what was going on.
"Okay." I said softly.
"I treasure every moment we spend together, expressing our love for each other, like when you give me rubs or when I sing to you."
"Yes, Beagle. I do love you. I'm still in the dark, though... what's this all about, anyway? Anyone going to tell me? "
She sighed. "It's gotten to the point where words, rubs and songs can't say how much I love you. And there's only one thing that can."
She turned around to face the admiral and nodded.
The admiral nodded back, pulling out a datapad, tapped it and put it away. Only a second or so later, the air was filled by a rumbling sound, followed by loud splashing. I turned around to see a very tall curtain of water, expanding in all directions. It left a heavy mist hanging in the air, splashing softly down against the surface of the water.
I was about to turn away when another sound filled the air. From the center of the large splash, trails of smoke were visible. About a dozen of them were rising from the source of the explosion. I watched curiously as they flew, suddenly stopping in mid-air, creating more explosions...
Of pyrotechnic colors and patters. They whistled and whirred through the air, creating a pattern that quickly began to resemble text. Letters formed, then words. I finally understood the meaning of this elaborate little scheme as they nearly finished forming a single sentence, with a question mark at the end:
"SKORPION, WILL YOU MATE WITH ME?"
It all came together. Everyone had been gathered in a ceremonial pattern, surrounding Beagle and I. I flashed back to the day of my official mating to Shrike, and that Beagle and I were talking about
I was speechless. Then I remembered, the day of my official mating to Shrike, what Beagle and me were talking about. I guess now she thought was an appropriate time to ask me.
"So you want to mate, Beagle. That's what this whole gathering's for?"
"Let me rephrase it for you." She said dropping to her biomechanical knees. "Will you be my official mate?"
"Uh... wouldn't some people disagree with this?" I asked her, looking at Shrike.
Shrike , shaking her head, stepped forward and spoke. "Skorp, I know you've always loved dolphins. I'd never deprive you of that. Besides, all I want to do is make you happy. Although we'll still be mates, that's all I wanted you to be to me. Someone I could love, to share myself with. Out here, it's perfectly fine to fall in love with more than one person, unlike what you were used to on earth."
"Yeah" Serena added "and out here, there's no ridiculous 7-year time lag between when you're sexually mature and when you're legally mature."
"Not only that" Sonia said, barging in, "but you're fully mature now. In maturity years, Beagle is about 20 years old, even though in reality, she's only about 7. It doesn't matter anyway, since all sentients stop aging at maturity because of the youth serum, and can only be killed deliberately. And keep in mind... it was well proven on earth that spending time with dolphins, for humans, always had a positive effect on health."
"So she's a health benefit." I said looking back at her.
Beagle resumed her speech. "Not that I mean to break up the biology lesson, but do you have an answer for me?"
Holy fucking jeez. I thought for a moment, reflecting on all we had done and been through together.
"Yes, Beagle."
"'Yes' what?"
"Yes, I will be your mate."
She got up and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged back, only to realize that she was cold. Her armor suit didn't have nerves; she couldn't feel my hug.
I removed my arms from her back and slid them inside her suit. I released the pressure locks that held her inside it, then found her fins. Slowly, I lifted her out, exposing the black 'splash' pattern I had painted onto her. She was still wet, the light from the two suns reflecting beautifully off her body, shimmering in the sunlight. I looked into her blue eyes. They sparkled in the beautiful sunlight. She was in love, all right - and I knew she was serious.
"Well, if this is a moment of confessions, I have one." I said.
"Go right ahead." The admiral answered.
"Ever since I was born I knew I was different. I had a love and attraction for a species which was not my own. When I was five years old, I saw a dolphin for the first time, up close - and that's when and where I fell in love. I've loved dolphins ever since that first encounter, and I knew that I had to be with them."
"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Beagle asked.
"I guess I didn't think it was that important, considering this war and everything." I then turned to the admiral. "Admiral, are we..." I stopped my self in mid sentence. I noticed the admiral's belly, which was very big. I could only conclude that she was pregnant again.
"Cleared for being mates?" she began. "Beagle thought of everything. She got the authorization from me and your TMO, as well as having cleared it with Shrike. I know I may seem a little distant, but I want you to know I've always considered you a friend, Skorp. I hope you feel the same for me. "
I nodded. "When's the calf due?" I asked her.
"3 weeks. Don't worry, I'll be in the proper hands this time."
"You'd better. I probably won't be there to save you again." Everyone laughed. They had all heard about the incident that happened to us when she was a breeder.
"I love you, Beagle" I said aloud, to let everyone hear, "but why all this? You knew I'd say yes."
"I wanted this to be a day nobody would ever forget."
"I'll admit I liked Shrike's approach a little better, though."
"Why's that?"
"Nobody knew until after we mated."
"Come on. The 21st has already started." She said
"Started what?"
"What do you think we're going to do?" She said, flopping herself into the water.
"You should consider yourself lucky, Skorp" the admiral began "since dolphins didn't form pairs or couples at all on earth, and do rarely, even now. Mating is a group activity for dolphins, for the most part. Any last words before we let you go?"
"Yeah." I said, turning around to address the group. "If any of you, for even the slightest moment, think that I'm going to let you watch..." once again, they all laughed.
I looked at Beagle as she swam to join up with the 21st. They were all jumping in and out of the water, squealing and clicking, begging me to join them. Shrike walked up beside me. "Go on, Skorp. They're waiting for you."
"I don't know, Shrike. It all seems so much like a miracle. I can't believe it's happening. I never thought I'd get get to do something like this... "
Beagle disrupted my peaceful reflection by leaping straight out of the water, splashing me as she went back in, then swimming into my arms. I held her up to me, so my head was against hers. She 'spoke' in delphinic to me, a series of squeals and clicks. Not really translatable into words, but more into sentiments, feelings... I made my own attempts at responses, but made a point of listening to her.
After a little while, she broke away and began swimming, motioning with a pecfin for me to join her. I took a look back at my unit, all of whom were watching, varying smiles on each of their faces. I recieved a nod from Shrike, nodding in return, then moved to follow Beagle.
I swam alongside her until we got into the middle of the pod. The other dolphins were already very excited, rubbing against each other, jumping out of the water, showing off to each other. Males rubbed against females, and vice-versa, me and Beagle being no exceptions. I gave in a little, teasing whatever females and occasional males who rubbed themselves against me, which I started to do as well. I presumed a similar situation was going on with Beagle. Dolphins coupled and uncoupled left, right and center, going for more and more - I didn't keep track of each mating, there were so many going on. Beagle swam around on the outskirts of the pod, while I remained in the middle of this underwater orgy.
I remained in the center of the pod, still teasing phin after phin. I was really starting to get into the spirit of the orgy, at least, until one of the dolphins ran into me from behind, pushing me away from the center.
The mixture of squeals and barks stopped, and so did the mating. I turned around, to see what rude dolphin would have possibly wanted to-
[[Oh.](/?page=%5BOh.)] I thought, seeing that it was Beagle. She was pushing into me, jabbing into my stomach with her hard beak. I made a quick check on her belly's color - surely enough, pink.
I looked down at her and nodded. She was through playing, and was ready to leave. I deactivated my armor, which was followed by her swimming us to the surface. I took hold of her dorsal fin. Without looking back, she began to swim.
Normally, she was playful. This time, however, she wasn't. She barely responded at all to me tickling her or teasing her fins as she swam, which I normally did when we played. I got a little worried, since she was never this... unresponsive.
Our destination became clearer to me as we approached it: a small cove, lined with a beach.
She started to rub herself against me, as did the other females back in the pod. I hadn't mated in the pod, and I knew that she hadn't either.
She stopped swimming once we got into the cove. I swam closer to the shore, getting into the shallower water. Unexpectedly, she swam underneath me, belly-up, brushing her genitals against mine as she passed. I enjoyed the feeling.
Once I found some water that was shallow enough to sit it, she swam up again, exposing her belly. Little by little, she floated it to the surface, from her pecfins to her tail.
I got a look at her body up close. Her belly hand pinkened, and the further down I went, the pinker it was. I ran my fingers all the way down to her navel, while my eyes moved all the way down to her slit. It was very prominent - reddened on the inside, and swollen out. I rubbed her belly as of normal, even knowing that this was anything but. She chittered to me softly, nudging her belly into my rubs.
I ran my hand a little farther down. She closed her eyes. Slowly, I slid my hand past her navel, then directly over the swelling ridge of her genitals...
She raised her tail up, pushing into my hand. It was quite warm. Seeing how she was receptive, I dipped a fingertip inside, tracing it along the orifice, getting a feel for how warm and slick she was inside. After a few seconds she pulled away, rolling onto her side at the edge of the cove's shallowing waters.
I knew what she wanted. I aligned myself up with her, and put my member against her entrance. She gave a slight jolt of her tail, and pulled me inside her, about an inch and a half. I finished the rest. "I love you... so much..." I murmured to her. She started a contraction routine similar to Shrike's, but also coupled that with pelvic thrusts and finstrokes. It felt so good, on me and on her. I rubbed her fins and belly, and she closed her eyes, to savor the feeling. She was getting massaged and mated at the same time.
I thrusted rhythmically with her, and she emitted a low, hum-like squeal. I couldn't believe it, I was here, mating with a member of the species of my dreams, and she was the dolphin of my dreams. This time we lost all care for everything except for each other, the first time we've mated, and certain to be followed by countless more over the course of time. This relationship was going to be as deeply rooted as the one Shrike and I have, and I knew that from here on, we'd be inseparable.
The long mating process took nearly six hours again, probably because we're both timed to mantrins. She put her fins against my chest, and the more she contracted her muscles, the stronger and faster she contracted. I knew the orgasm would happen soon, and prepared myself for its arrival.
It was only a few seconds away. I pulled her as close to me as I could, and gave one final thrust - pushing myself as far inside her as I could. Her squeezing was now as strong as ever. I closed my eyes and braced for impact -
It hit simultaneously. She shook and shuddered from its intensity, and I with her. It was the most wonderful feeling; it coursed through my entire body and hers. Both our bodies shuddering against each other. Her contractions shifted to me, making my orgasm even more powerful, and mine went to her, increasing her pleasure along with mine. It grew even stronger and stronger. The moment seemed to last forever, and I never wanted to leave it. She was all that mattered to me now.
The orgasm seemed to last forever. Over an hour later, the orgasm and the afterpleasure were over. I continued to rub her, and when I looked up at her eyes, I saw that she was asleep already. I don't blame her, I was just as tired. I rested me head in the soft sand, close to hers, and placed a kiss on her lower jaw. I shut my eyes, snuggling myself in with her.
In the morning, she woke me back up. Never had anything so wonderful ever happened to me. I smiled, knowing that I was finally where I wanted to be, with who I wanted to be with.
I looked up at her. "Thank you." I said.
"No." she replied. "Don't thank me, Skorp. Love me."