Katarn's Conquests

Episode VIII:  Practical Research

Kyle Katarn paused before the door in front of him and looked surreptitiously at the stormtrooper standing stoically next to it.  He forced himself to remain calm, remembering that he was wearing a Nay Commander's uniform and insignia given to him by Isard.

"Trooper,"  Kyle said, putting an edge of formal military bearing into his voice.  It seemed like a lifetime ago since he had been a stormtrooper himself, and had led men of his own into battle. 

"Sir!"  The trooper somehow managed to stiffen his posture even more. 

Kyle glanced down the hallway in either direction, seeing stormtroopers posted at regular intervals, one for every door in the slowly curving corridor.  "I see that Admiral Daala keeps this area under tight security.  Have there been problems?"

"None, sir."  The trooper responded with clear pride.

"Then why station so many troopers here?"  Kyle asked.

The stormtrooper seemed perplexed, taking a moment to answer.  "Sir, these are the research team's quarters."

"Weapons designers."  Kyle nodded, not letting the sudden lurch in his stomach affect his expression or voice.  He was standing in the very heart of the Empire's secret weapons research station.  "Good to have our finest men posted here."

"Yes, sir!"  The stormtrooper seemed even more confounded by Kyle's compliment.  Obviously those came rarely to a trooper.  "T-thank you, sir."

"These are the quarters of Qwi Xux?"  Kyle asked, gesturing to the door the trooper was guarding.

"Yes, sir."

"Excellent."  Kyle nodded.  "Carry on, trooper."

"Sir!"

Kyle stepped through the door and let it slide closed behind him, looking around at the sparsely furnished quarters.  A couple of wall-length viewports looked out at the swirling plasma clouds of the Maw-cluster outside, and the only furniture seemed to be a worktable in the center of the room facing the viewports.  Sitting at the worktable, hunched over the datapads scattered on its surface, sat a young woman.

And she was singing.

Standing silently, Kyle listened, amazed at the effortless beauty in her voice.  It was enchanting, and it took him a moment to work up the heart to interrupt.

"Qwi Xux, I presume?"  Kyle inquired softly, not having any idea what kind of reception he could expect.

"I am."  The terse but not quite rude response was spoken in a soft, pleasant and very distracted sounding voice.  Kyle waited a moment, but Qwi Xux continued tapping at the datapads in front of her, and still humming to herself.

"I am Commander Kyle."  He stepped forward, inclining his head in greeting.  "Admiral Daala has asked me to... uh..."  He trailed off awkwardly, unable to think of a polite term for it.

"The Admiral has ordered me to mate with you."  Xux nodded, still sitting with her back to him.  "I do not see the point, but I will comply.  Just a few moments, please, I must finish these calculations."

"Certainly."  Kyle nodded, moving around the perimeter of Xux's quarters and at last coming to stand in front of her before the tall viewports.  "You are a weapons designer, I believe."

"I design machines for practical applications for the good of the Empire."  She responded easily.

Kyle was taken aback.  He heard no hint of subterfuge or deceit in her voice, and she had not so much as taken her eyes off her work.  Qwi Xux obviously believed what she said.  Kyle wondered what kind of brainwashing this young girl had gone through, but he could not risk breaking cover to do so.

"And your contributions are appreciated."  He said warmly.  "The Admiral wishes to reward your work, and I am here to... to express her gratitude."

"I do not see how joining our reproductive organs is of use."  Qwi Xux shook her head, still gazing intently down at her work.  "We are not going to produce offspring."

"No."  Kyle agreed, shifting his weight uneasily.  "But it can be a good method of relieving stress."

"I am on the verge of a breakthrough."  Xux said, a sudden nervous frustration filling her voice.  "I just need time!"

"Dr. Xux,"  Kyle stepped forward, reaching down and touching her shoulder.

She sat bolt upright at his touch, looking up at him with wide, light blue eyes full of shock.  Kyle removed his hand instantly, taking a step back.

"Forgive me,"  Kyle apologized.  "I have no intention of forcing you to do anything."

"No, no."  Xux shook her head, her eyes still wide.  She reached up and placed a hand on the shoulder that Kyle had touched.  "I... I cannot remember the last time someone has... touched me with kindness."

Kyle felt his stomach churn, wondering what kind of threats, both physical and mental, the Imperials had used to condition this young girl.

"Perhaps a moment's distraction would be useful."  Qwi Xux nodded, standing up and facing Kyle for the first time.

There was an undeniable ethereal quality to Qwi Xux.  Her skin was an alluring blue that matched her eyes, and her feathered hair seemed to shimmer in the light, changing colors as it moved.  She had an extremely slender body, almost fragile wrapped in her research uniform.

"I know little of mating rituals."  She said apologetically.  "I know little of anything that does not serve the work."

"That's fine."  Kyle smiled, waving away her concern.  "This is for you, Dr. Xux."

"Call me Qwi."  She said, a faint smile lighting up her face.

"Qwi."  Kyle nodded.  "The entire reason for me to be here is to pleasure you.  What do you want?"

"I..."  Qwi stammered, obviously at a loss.  "I have no idea.  I have never done anything like this."

"Ever?"  Kyle asked, feeling a heavy weight settle on his shoulders.

"Admiral Daala has given me devices to pleasure myself with,"  Qwi shrugged.  "But they were ineffective.  Should we remove our clothing?"

"Sure."  Kyle nodded, swallowing hard.  He reached down and began pulling off his boots.  Out of the corner of his eye he saw Qwi quickly disrobing, pealing off her simple uniform with calm and unhurried efficiency.  Kyle was just tossing his undershirt away when Qwi Xux was completely naked.  He worked on his belt next, looking her up and down with awe.  "You are quite beautiful, Qwi."

"Am I?"  She blinked, glancing down at her naked blue body.  Her frame was incredibly delicate looking, with slender arms and legs and narrow waist, with very modest breasts, with violet nipples that matched her lips.  "Lemelisk often refers to me as 'scrawny'."

"Is he a fellow researcher?"  Kyle asked idly, now pulling down his pants and undergarments.

"Yes, he... oh."  Qwi stopped short as she caught sight of Kyle's manhood, already stirring with arousal.  "Interesting."  She said, watching as the long organ began rising.  "This stage is called an erection, if I am not mistaken."

"That's right."  Kyle grinned, equally amused and charmed at her wide-eyed naïveté.

"Then you do find my body arousing."  Qwi said, her cheeks turning a slightly darker shade of blue.

"I do.  Very much so."  Kyle admitted.

"May I?"  She asked, gesturing to Kyle's now fully erect shaft.

"By all means, yes."  He quickly answered, a flood of relief rushing through him.  He had been worried that she might have refused him outright, putting him in a very awkward and potentially dangerous position with Daala and Isard.  Kyle was undercover, but he wasn't about to force himself on a young girl, weapons designer for the Empire or not.

Qwi Xux stepped forward, reaching down and running her fingers along the length of Kyle's shaft.  He could not help but smile at Qwi's intense expression as she examined him.  The scientist in her was intrigued by a new mystery.  Perhaps that was the right tactic to take.

"Very interesting."  Qwi nodded to herself, her fingers moving down to gently cup Kyle's testicles.  "And this is to be inserted into me?"

"If you want."  Kyle said calmly.  "But if I may make a suggestion?"

"I'm entirely in your hands, Commander Kyle."  She managed a shy grin, betraying her nervousness.  "This is a new experiment for me, and I will trust your methodology."

"This will be a lot more pleasing for you if your own body is aroused."  Kyle said, glancing around.  "Where's your bed?"

"I would just as soon do this here on the floor."  Qwi shrugged.  "I enjoy the view here, it helps me focus."

"All right."  Kyle gestured to the floor.  "Lie down on your back."

Qwi complied, laying down in front of him.  Kyle dropped to his knees beside her.  He reached down and ran his fingers through her pearlescent hair, astounded by its softness and the way color cascaded through it was his fingers stroked.  Qwi's eyes began to close as she relaxed, enjoying the simple sensation of Kyle's fingers in her hair.

"This is very pleasant."  Qwi took a deep, calming breath.

Kyle leaned down and gently kissed Qwi's long, slender neck.  A moan escaped her lips, but Qwi kept her eyes closed.  Kyle trailed his lips down her neck, slowly reaching her firm breasts.

"This is... very... very pleasant."  Qwi breathed deeper still, feeling Kyle's lips close over her violet nipple.

"Mmm."  Kyle agreed, letting his tongue leisurely play with Qwi's hardening nipple.  With his left hand still stroking her hair, Kyle moved his right hand to Qwi's other breast, gently massaging her firm mound while continuing to nibble the other.

"Would you like me to continue?"  Kyle asked after a few minutes, taking his mouth from her breast.

"Yes."  She answered without hesitation, her breathing deep and her eyes still closed.  "I would like that."

Kyle moved to kneel between Qwi's legs.  He reached down and lifted her legs up, resting her thighs on his shoulders as he leaned down.  Kyle moved both hands to Qwi's breasts, groping them more aggressively now while his mouth dropped to the violet folds between her legs.

"Oh!"  Qwi cried out softly, her eyes finally opening wide as sensations she had never before experienced bubbled up from between her slender legs.  Kyle's tongue lapped gently at her nether lips, his breath hot on her intimate flesh.  Her hands instinctively flew to Kyle's head, her fingers digging into his thick brown hair.

Kyle grinned to himself and plunged his tongue between Qwi's now very aroused nether lips.  Qwi's petite body bucked on the floor, her back arching as his lips closed over the cluster of nerves at the peak of her slit.  Kyle began curling his tongue, licking inside her.

"Ungh!"  Qwi moaned, her eyes staring wide and unblinkingly out at the swirling plasma around the black holes outside her viewports as Kyle's mouth worked wonders between her legs.

With his strong hands, Kyle continued kneading Qwi Xux's breasts, circling the tips of her nipples with his thumbs while his tongue lapped deeper inside her.  The soft moans and gasps he heard and the way her fingers roamed through his hair were all the acknowledgement he needed.  She was more than enjoying herself, and Kyle had to admit he was hardly in any position to complain.

"I... I want..."  Qwi sought for words, still gazing out the viewports.  "I need... more, I need..."

Kyle raised his head and caught Qwi's eye.  "Are you sure you're ready?"

"No."  Qwi shook her head.  "But I want to find out.  I need more data on this experiment."

"I look forward to your thesis report."  Kyle smiled and then promptly rolled onto his back.  Qwi sat up, a puzzled expression on her face.  She gazed at Kyle's erect cock, watching it throb in anticipation.  Kyle nodded at her, threading his fingers together behind his head in a portrait of relaxation.  "This part is all yours, Qwi."

She moved over him, straddling his hips, anxiousness and curiosity fighting for control of her expression.  She reached down and tentatively took hold of Kyle's manhood, feeling it pulse in her grasp.  Scooting forward to bring herself in line with the hard organ, she glanced at Kyle for confirmation.

"That's right."  Kyle assured her, his voice deep and patient.  "Just take it slow."

Qwi lowered herself gently down onto him.  The head of Kyle's cock parted her nether lips and she paused for a moment, unsure whether or not she could accommodate his considerable girth.  Then, with a swell of courage, she let herself drop down onto him, taking him in to the hilt.

"AAAAAHHHH!!!"  Qwi wailed, arching her back and screaming.

"Are you all right?"  Kyle remained still, not sure what to do.  "I told you to take it slow!"

"I'm... fantastic!"  Qwi cried out, her large eyes gleaming with delight.  "I never thought it would feel... so... GOOD!"

"I'm glad."  Kyle smiled up at her, relief giving way to the incredible tightness of Qwi's vessel around his cock.  "Oh...mmmm."

"Oh dear, are you all right?"  Qwi asked, her face full of concern.  "Does it hurt?"

"Oh, no, no, no!"  Kyle chuckled.  "In fact, you feel amazing, Qwi."

"I can feel you inside me."  Qwi's eyes lost focus.  She shifted her hips slightly and a breathy moan escaped her lips.  "Mmmmm!  Oh, I can feel you pulsing inside me!  Remarkable!"

"Yes... yes it is."  Kyle agreed, breathing deeply and doing his best to remain patient.

"What now?"  Qwi asked, looking down at him expectantly.

"Do what you feel like doing."  Kyle said simply.  "Just start by moving on me a little."

"All right." She set her palms on Kyle's abs for support and gently began grinding on him.  Instantly she increased her pace, working her slender hips in a circular motion that churned Kyle's cock deep inside her tight sheath.  "Oh my!  Oh... this is.... oh yes!"

"Very good!"  Kyle agreed through gritted teeth as the petite alien girl ground on his cock.  "Try using your legs."

"Mmm...ooooh!"  Qwi gasped, flexing her slender thighs.  She began bouncing on him, her incredibly tight vessel pumping Kyle's cock with a vice grip.  "These sensations are...uuunghh... spectacular!"

"Oh yeah!"  Kyle groaned in agreement, his hands slipping from behind his head to grasp Qwi's hips as she rode him.  She felt amazing on him, and with a moment's lapse of concentration, Kyle's hips lurched up into her, hard.

"AAARGH!"  Qwi screamed, her fingers digging into Kyle's abs.

"I'm sorry!"  Kyle apologized, cursing his body's overwhelming instincts.

"No, that was wonderful!"  Qwi gave him a smile, her light blue face glistening with exertion.  "More, please!"

"You got it!  Nnnnngha!"  Kyle grunted, bucking his hips up into Qwi as she rode his cock with growing urgency.  He watched her petite body undulate with each stroke, her beautiful face alight with pleasure.  "You're doing great, Qwi!  Oh, yes!"

"I can feel something...ooooh... something changing!"  Qwi squealed.  Without warning she fell forward onto Kyle, pressing her firm, bare breasts against Kyle's sternum.  All movement was up to Kyle now, but he was more than up to the task.  He shifted his hands to Qwi's buttocks, grasping her glutes and bucking himself up into her with renewed purpose.

"Yes!  More!"  Qwi pleaded, pressing her cheek against Kyle's chest.  "Something is building inside me!  I can feel it!"

"Me too!"  Kyle agreed, pounding his cock up into Qwi Xux's tight slit, listening to her moans as their flesh slapped loudly.  With a loud moan of pleasure, Qwi raised her head enough to look Kyle in the eyes.

"Can we orgasm together?  Ooooh!"  She asked, a desperate hope in her voice and a gleam of innocent wonder in her eyes. 

"Hell yes we can!"  Kyle shouted, his fingers tightly grasping Qwi's butt as his bucking hips went wild.

"I'm... I'm..."  Qwi's voice turned into a strained squeal of release as her orgasm blossomed between her legs and flowed through her body.  "YES!  YES!!!"

"Nnnnghaaaa!!!"  Kyle growled as he came, maintaining eye contact with Qwi the entire time.  He watched her as she was consumed by the ecstasy of her first orgasm, and she watched him sharing in it with her.

Qwi's body quivered in excruciating pleasure.  She could feel Kyle's cock pumping his seed into her, filling her with warmth.  Then, after a few more moments of blissful physical harmony, their climaxes abated and Qwi was left panting on top of him, her mind reeling from the sheer sensual intensity of it all.

"So..."  Kyle said, breathing deeply and gently stroking Qwi's bare back as she lay on top of him, still impaled on his shaft.  "What conclusions did you draw from our little experiment?"

"A truly fascinating phenomena."  Qwi said in a soft, awed voice.  "At the peak of sensation, I felt as though my entire body were a star on the brink of supernova.   I--"

Without warning, Qwi Xux scrambled off of Kyle, dismounting him so fast that there was an audible pop as his cock withdrew from her.  She hurried back to her worktable and began frantically typing away at her datapads.

"Um... Qwi?"  Kyle said, bemused.  "I am not sure the Admiral required cuddling, but it is a worthwhile--"

"This is it."  Qwi said, though Kyle wasn't sure she was even talking to him.  "Supernova... this can work..."

"Right."  Kyle nodded slowly and got to his feet.  "Glad I could help."

He went to pick up his clothes and as he passed her worktable, Qwi grasped his arm but did not look up at him.

"Thank you, Commander Kyle."  She said, still typing with her free hand.  "I will not forget what we shared."

"Me neither."  Kyle smiled and tousled her pearlescent hair.  In many ways, he realized, Qwi Xux was still just a kid.  His mission did not allow any direct action on his part to take her from here, and that really rubbed him the wrong way.  He wondered what would become of this Qwi Xux, the pretty young weapons designer.  "Your quarters have a shower, right?"

Qwi released his arm and gestured distractedly to a door across the room.  Kyle made his way to her shower and cleaned himself up.  An Imperial Commander had to be in tip-top order, after all.  He dressed and headed for the door back to the hallway.

He paused for a moment, looking back over his shoulder at Qwi as she continued working furiously, still completely naked, but already humming to herself in her lovely ethereal voice.  Kyle felt an overwhelming urge to grab her, kill the stormtrooper outside her door and make their escape.  He quashed that impulse as soon as it surfaced.  The mission came first.

He turned and left.

She would be fine.