Dangerous Cargo

Ch1.
Scavenger Rights

I’m awake. The grogginess of cryosleep fading as the adrenalin injection takes effect. I use the control functions of my wrist communicator to run the system startup protocol. Shrugging off the fact I’m still nude I saunter into the bridge and flop into the pilot seat.

I immediately shake off the laziness as I read the reason for my waking: Space Disturbance. “What the fuck?” I search the onboard recording system and find what I’m looking for. As I watch the bloom of an explosion loop a few times I power up the passive sensors for any survivors, hopefully the credits I put into making my ship stealth paid off.

I zero in on a shuttle with a Company ID. I decide to keep my distance and keep running in the dark to avoid detection. But then, my sensors caught something being jettisoned. As I zoomed in I could see it flailing about. It’s still alive?

I wait a few moments and slowly adjust my course to intercept the former passenger. I use the engine wash to hide my signature and take note of where it hits my haul. I move quickly, putting on my exosuit for the spacewalk. I find my new cargo using the warmth of one my vector nozzles, smart, I thought.

It doesn’t move as I approach and I figure it dead. Who knows? I might be able to make a few credits off the carcass. We make it into the cargo hold without incident and I put it down, still not moving. I make my way over to the exosuit closet and take it off. I close the door and that’s when I feel it. I sense something terribly wrong and whirl around to find a certainly still alive alien staring up at me from a crouch position, mouth emitting an irritated hiss.

I bolt for the door and fall as I try to stop from running into it as it had blocked my path with incredible speed. It pounces onto me, pinning me down. It opens its mouth to reveal a hidden inner jaw. I somehow know that this is the end if I can’t do something to change its mind. I shout out, “You’ll be all alone! You’ll be alone in here forever!”

I cringe as the inner jaw shoots out and stops, just shy of hitting my head. Instead of killing me it starts to taste me? It drags its small mouth over parts of my body, neck, armpits and my stomach. I then realize I’m still completely naked and wish I had at least put on a work suit. As it works its way down my body I can’t help but shudder as it brushes my privates. Noting my reaction it keeps touching me, exploring in detail. I don’t know if it’s cryo induced needs or my body reacting to the tension of the situation but I strangely find my self becoming aroused. I let out a soft moan. I take a chance and gently rub the top of the chitinous and elongated head. Oddly not slimy, contrary to the shiny look it has. It looks up at me, with what could only be a grin.

It then moves slowly back up my body, rubbing itself along me. I shudder as it rubs me in just the right spots and I gently raise my hips to keep in contact with it. It “looks” me in the face, this time not in sheer anger like before, but in a more considering look. I do my best to return the body language and decide to wrap my arms around it and pull it down on top of me. I tilt my head and lick where the neck joins the head. It shivers, but makes no moves to stop me. I keep exploring as much as I can, licking around its chin and then I find us face to face. It slowly lets out the inner jaw and I lick the teeth, which cuts my tongue and causing it to immediately pull back. It cautiously reaches out with a clawed hand and touches my face. It must think it hurt me, “I’m fine.” I touch the cut with my finger and place it in front of his face. Its small jaw emerges and rubs against the blood on my finger. It made what I would consider a moan and rubs its groin against me.

That’s when I felt it and knew he was a male. I decide then and there that my only chance at survival is to be obedient, but I’ll admit that part of me wasn’t as horrified as it should be. I grab his shoulders and lock my feet around his body. My fears of being able to take him are relieved as his slippery penis rubs against me a few times. He growls as he is unable to find my entrance. I oblige him with my left hand as it guides him in. He seems almost happy that I helped him and he slowly thrusts into me. He starts rubbing his snout into my chest and neck while purring slightly. I feel calmed as my body starts to enjoy his gentle love making. I would never have thought such an aggressive creature could be so affectionate. I lick his neck some more and he begins to thrust faster, becoming more ferocious and smacking against me with his hips. He starts to hiss and squeal and I fear he is angry at me for something I did or didn’t do. He screeches with such ferocity I feel my body tense up and believe my end is near. He grabs me so tight it hurts and slams into me. The combination of fear, pleasure and his own orgasm sends me over the edge and I barely keep consciousness. I am wrapped up in his arms and pulled tight while he finally slows down but doesn’t stop, still squirting inside me.

I can feel him start to shrink and he climbs off me, laying down as if to fall asleep. I let out a small chuckle to myself at having the fortune of being open minded enough to survive at least this first encounter.