"For the Betterment of Planet Earth" (closed)

Alex's Quarters

Alex threw back his bedding, revealing two things that caused Dyah's eyes to widen and mouth to fall open.

The first was the underwear hiding his private area. Dyah had never seen loose-fitting under garments before; Troyna males wore a form-hugging garment that a human might call boxer-briefs. And those Troyna underwear never rose high above the Troyna male's crotch as his cock never extended from his body until his crotch and groin were naked.

The second thing of shocking interest was Alex's furry body. Again, unlike the Troyna -- male or female -- Dyah's lover-to-be was covered by hair -- straight on his legs but more curly on his chest, and when Alex shed the underwear he called boxers, Dyah found the hair surrounding his already deployed, rock-hard, extended cock to be thick and curly and worthy of a good study.

"Incredible," she murmured as she moved onto the bed within reach of him. Reaching a hand out over his leg, she asked, "Can I ... pet you." She laid a hand on his leg, feeling how soft the hair was, then set about caressing over it, running a hand up him to make the fur stand taller, then running the opposite way to make it lie closer to his skin. She giggled, telling him with an awed tone, "It's so soft. I like it."

Alex hinted that what was about to happen would be as good as flying together, then said, "...there is something I think you should know."

He gestured Dyah closer, and she moved up into his lap, her parted knees around his waist. He told her, "The Queen might be watching."

Dyah's eyes again grew to double their normal size; she'd forgotten that Internal Intelligence had the ability to visually and audibly monitor nearly ever space in the ship.

"Do you want her to see this?" Alex whispered as Dyah looked around the room for cameras, despite then reminding herself that they were so integral to the construction of the rooms that even she would never detect them. Alex ventured, "Perhaps even pleasure herself to it?"

Dyah laughed in shock, saying, "No! My Queen ... she ... she wouldn't ... would she?"

"I think it might be kind of hot," Alex went on, "especially since I wanna fuck her too."

Dyah pulled her head back enough to focus on Alex's face; her face was filled with not just shock but an expression of fear. She suddenly wrapped her arms around him, pulling his ear to her mouth as she spoke in whispers. But the translator on her discarded uniform couldn't pick up her words, so Alex couldn't comprehend them.

She pulled back and -- out of habit -- looked upwards a bit and spoke to the ever-present AI that -- like the Gods of Earth -- was omnipresent. The AI came back with, "Room Translator on."

Dyah looked Alex in the face and -- knowing that if Internal Intelligence was in fact listening -- that they would not only hear her but would have it recorded. The irony of which neither of them could know was that Valla had ordered IntInt to cease watching the Humans live, but that -- if she wanted -- Valla could watch the recordings later at her leisure.

"You shouldn't say such things, Emissary," Dyah said softly, using his official title for the purpose of sounding respectful for the recording. "She is my Queen ... and, in a sense ... as Emissary, she is your Queen, too."
 
Paula's Quarters

"No, they do not," Gern responded when -- in a roundabout way -- Paula asked him if Troyna women sucked cock. Sounding hopeful, he inquired, "What do Human females do with their mouths? Are you going to show me?"

Paula's face lit up with joy; she loved oral -- both ways -- and, what with having begun her sexual education at such a young age, she'd had plenty of time to get good at it. She moved closer to him, lifting her knees higher with the tops of her own thighs pressing against the bottoms of his.

One of the things she'd learned during that long, storied education was that not ever cock tastes good. She began by spitting into both palms, then grasping his shaft to lube it up, then bring a hand back to her mouth to lick her palm; it was supposed to look as if she was simply trying to wet herself more, but what she was actually doing was getting a taste of his skin.

Her eyes opened again and she smiled. She told him through the AI translator, "Sweet. You taste sweet, Gern. I like it."

Then, taking hold of his shaft at the base and manipulating it as her head tilted this way, then that, then back again, Paula began licking his length, slowly, from base to head, again and again. And the whole time, he kept her eyes on him for signs that he was enjoying it.

There was, of course, a chance that he wouldn't feel anything at all or -- if he did -- that it wouldn't be pleasurable. Dyah had told Paula more about the Troyna female and her sensitivity and erogenous zones than she had about the males, so Paula was only presuming that Gern was going to like this, rather than be freaked out by the crazy human whore lady.
 
Alex's Quarters

Alex nodded, not wanting to press the issue when there were other priorities at the time. "Fair enough, my dear," he whispered. "Fair enough." He pulled her into a soul-melting kiss; sure, he wanted Syleen and he wanted Queen Valla, but he  liked Dyah, saw her as 'wife material,' as they used to say on the internet. Did they still say that? He wasn't sure.

Either way, the feelings he had for her made this all the more enjoyable and he couldn't seem to decide where to put his hands; they roamed her body like the most dedicated explorers, seeking out every nook and cranny for his touch. "I cannot wait to fuck you," he growled lustily in her ear, unsure if the translator would pick up the word 'fuck' but past caring. "But first, there is something I would like to do. May I request you lay on your back with your legs spread?"
 
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Paula's Quarters

Gern immediately let out a keening moan when Paula began to lick his shaft. "Paula, this is incredible!", he managed to get the translator to repeat properly after he activated the room's translator; the one attached to his uniform had powered down automatically since it wasn't being worn anymore. "Do all human women do this with their partners, or only some?" Even in his lust-addled state, he was not fool enough to believe that Paula was unique in this regard.
 
Alex's Quarters

"Fair enough," Alex said when Dyah warned about making sexual comments about Her Queen, particularly about wanting to fuck her, a word which Paula had taught her.

Alex pulled Dyah into a soul-melting kiss -- the Troyna did kiss, but never like this! -- then whispered to her, "I cannot wait to fuck you ... but first, there is something I would like to do. May I request you lay on your back with your legs spread?"

Dyah pulled her head back to look into Alex's eyes with an expression that was one part curiosity, one part shock. Speaking about what Humans would call the Missionary position, she whispered, "We ... do not do it that way."

She wasn't chastising or warning Alex; she was simply informing him of yet another difference between Troyna and Humans. The former's only male-female sexual act was intercourse via the cowgirl position, another Paula term.

When together, a male and female Troyna didn't finger each other, didn't suck each other, didn't partake of the back door -- Paula hadn't talked to Dyah about that.

They ... just ... fucked ... cowgirl.

A Human might have found that boring, but sex amongst the Troyna had never been about adventure or new things; it had simply been about procreation or -- in this case -- partaking of the euphoria of sexual climax.

And unlike some unfortunate Humans, the Troyna males and females always enjoyed orgasm ... and oh, what orgasms they enjoyed. Alex was in for a treat when he did to Dyah what he was wanting to do.

Dyah slid out of Alex's lap and onto her back in the middle of the mattress, which- - like those in all of the staterooms intended for Human visitors -- was a king-sized bed specifically created for them.

She hesitated to simply spread her legs for Alex, nervous about this unusual thing which was coming her way. Suddenly, Dyah felt as nervous as she'd been before, during, and even after her own virgin ceremony so long ago.

When she did part her knees, Dyah shielded her pussy -- again, Paula -- with one hand for a moment: she was so wet below her fingers, and so hot from the goings-on, and she just very neatly bent a finger downward to begin pleasuring herself.

But -- like anything she could imagine coming from Alex -- masturbation in the presence of another Troyna was not in their culture. There only exception to that was when the Troyna females' own mothers explained to their daughters the birds and the bees -- again, not Troyna -- and not only explained self pleasuring but also participated in it with their daughters, each touching themselves and causing their own climax. There was nothing weird about it; it was an act of mother-daughter instruction and love, something Troyna mothers had done for their daughters for possibly millions of years.

Dyah did slowly pull her fingers back just enough to allow Alex to see her womanhood. It was, of course, dissimilar to any pussy he'd ever seen in a few ways: it wasn't varying shades of pink but was the same in silver-gray; and it included no clitoris.

Alex would see two pairs of labia lips, just like with Dyah's Human counterparts. But once he began stimulating her in his imaginative Human way, he would discover those lips opening further, to reveal a third pair ... and then a fourth. And each became more sensitive and excitable than the last.
 
Paula's Quarters

"Paula, this is incredible!" Gern moaned as she licked his shaft.

She was watching him closely, and even if he hadn't complimented her verbally, she would have known that he was enjoying her tongue. Paula knew how to read a man as well as she knew how to drive him nuts. And pleasing a man pleased Paula. She loved the looks and reactions of the men -- and the women, too -- who spent time with her in bed, but watching Gern now was more pleasing to her than anything she'd seen in a long, long time.

"Do all human women do this with their partners, or only some?" he asked between heavy breaths.

"Not all of them," she confessed, adding with a smirk, "Only the ones who really want their partners to enjoy themselves ... or ... the ones who are eager to keep their partners coming back."

Saying that brought back to Paula' mind her own mother. Evelyn Cooper Reed Charles Wilson had landed her four husbands and many men in between and afterward by being as close to whore as one could get without actually taking cash in hand. But the rent got paid, the lights stayed on, her closet's contents were updated with each year's new fashion, and -- shrugging shoulders -- her daughter remained fed, warm, and dry over the years.

The irony was that even as Paula was growing up knowing that her mother was somewhat of a slut, she herself had lost her virginity at just 13 and by 15 was better at all the things she'd ever caught her mother doing to the men in her life.

"If you liked that," Paula said as she scooted up closer to Gern's crotch and pulling his cock into a more vertical position, "You're gonna love this."

She ran her tongue in circles several times around the end of Gern's cock -- it had a bulbous end just like a Human cock -- then wrapped her lips around that bulb, sucked a moment, then lowered her head, slowly taking half of his length into her mouth before rising up again and licking the tip. While staring into his eyes, Paula smirked and asked, "How was that?"

If he liked it, she would begin taking him in and out of her mouth repeated, with ever increasing depth and speed, until finally she was deepthroating his entire length.
 
Alex's Quarters

"Don't worry, if you don't like it, or if it feels weird, we can stop at any time." Alex marveled at the similarities and differences between what lay before him and the handful of Human lovers he had had. Slowly, with great care, he brought his mouth down closer to her pussy, extending his tongue to lick her folds from bottom to top, if she didn't stop him first.
 
Paula's Quarters

Gern liked that. Oh, did he ever like that. He'd never be able to muster the courage to ask a Troyna woman to do this for him, but if on his way out of Paula's Quarters he tripped and busted his head open and died, he would die happy just from this.

He was certain that Human women didn't always do this to keep their partners around; Gern had not done nearly as much research about Humanity as the Queen but, since he was going to be assigned to whatever section of the ship Humans would stay during their initial forays into Earth's society, he had done more research than most. But none of that could have prepared him for the heavenly bliss he was experiencing right now.
 
Alex's Quarters

"Don't worry, if you don't like it, or if it feels weird," Alex told Dyah, finishing, "we can stop at any time."
Dyah had assumed that -- unlike the cowgirl position in which Troyna always fucked -- Alex was going to slip up in between her thighs and make love to her from atop. When he dropped his head down between her legs, his mouth obviously destined for her pussy, she curled up from the mattress closer to him, grasped a handful of his hair in one hand, and lifted his chin with the other as she inquired in shock, "What ... what are you doing?"
 
Paula's Quarters

Gern was most definitely enjoying the deepthroating head that Paula was performing upon him. She saw it in his face, in his sounds, in his body's reaction. She'd been concerned that his length and girth -- each just a bit larger than most of her lovers -- were perfect for what she could handle without gagging.

It was strange not to have a pair of balls with which to fondle, of course. With most Human males, one hand grasped at his shaft's base while the other juggled his nuts. Paula wondered whether or not the slot out of which Gern's cock was sensitive -- like the labia of a Human woman's pussy -- and very nearly reached her fingers there to play around. She didn't, which didn't matter as the slot was no more sexually sensitive than the spacing between Gern's toes.

His sounds and other responses were telling Paula that he was seriously close to cumming, and she began to worry about whether or not she should allow him to unload in her mouth. Many of her Human lovers' cum was barely tolerable, while others had a wonderful taste that kept her going down on them again and again when they came together.

But she didn't know anything about Troyna cum; she hadn't told Dyah about oral sex, so the Troyna pilot hadn't had the reason to tell Paula anything about the taste of cum. And besides, female Troyna didn't perform oral sex on their mates anyway, so how in the world would she or any other Troyna female know that her species' male's cum was a delicious combination of sweet and salt, like the sea salted chocolate candies her grandmother used to keep in the house for the family visits.

She decided that when it was time for Gern to cum, she'd pull back and let him shoot his load into the air and onto his belly and chest. Once he was done, she'd casually taste a taste test from what had dribbled on her finger, to see what it was like.
 
Alex's Quarters

"I'm sorry, Dyah," Alex said softly as he took both her hands in his. He proceeded to explain what he had intended to do, briefly but comprehensively, and when he was done, he said, "If that doesn't sound like something you want to proceed with, just let me know and we don't have to do it."
 
Paula's Quarters

Gern wanted to protest, to say he wanted to release within her, like he'd done each and every other time he'd partaken of a woman. But he was powerless, both because his mind was flooded with pleasure such that he couldn't even form the words, and because he would have to fight a losing battle against a lifetime of cultural conditioning that told him that if she wanted him to release some other way, then that's exactly what he would do. So he did, exploding all over his chest and belly...but not in a way that Paula might expect. Rather than a few brief spurts, like a Human, he would orgasm over the course of a full minute and a half, and each spurt would be small but the amount would add up over time.
 
Alex's Quarters

"I'm sorry, Dyah," Alex said softly as she interrupted his intentions to perform oral sex upon her.

As he explained what he'd planned for his mouth, her eyes widened in shock. With your mouth...? her brain screamed out. Really...? Your mouth?

She'd never imagined such a thing before; she'd spoken with Paula for almost two hours about Humans, Troyna, their bodies, and sexual relations, and yet the Human spook has never said anything about this.

"If that doesn't sound like something you want to proceed with," Alex said with a sincere tone, "just let me know and we don't have to do it."

Their hands were clutching, a gesture that was one-part intimate embrace on Alex's behalf and one-part action ceasing on Dyah's. But as she remembered how wonderful it had been to kiss Alex as she had, to feel his lips and tongue doing things to hers that no Troyna male had ever done, she suddenly began to realize that a mouth on the most sensitive part of her body would be ... unbelievable.

She pulled on his hands to lift her tall to him, kissing him passionately as he'd only just taught her could be done, then whispered, "No ... it sounds like something I would want to proceed with."

Dyah lowered herself back to the mattress, a wide smile across her face. She released her hold on his hands, laying her own across her belly between her pert mounds and Alex's mouth's destination. She whispered as she parted her knees a bit more and snuggled her heels up to Alex's body, "I'd very much like to proceed with this ... Alex."
 
Paula's Quarters

Paula removed her mouth from Gern's cock as it began to quiver in a way it hadn't yet; it signaled to her that he was about to explode, and explode he did...

...but not at all as she'd expected. Just as Dyah would be confused with Alex wanting to go down on her, Paula found herself wondering why -- during their sometimes-lewd conversation earlier in the day -- the Troyna female hadn't told her what happens when one of their males ejaculated. Later, Paula would realize that Dyah hadn't said anything about it because, to her, it was totally normal.

Gern's cock's trembling as Paula switched from sucking on it to stroking its full length -- now with both saliva-wettened hands around it -- until finally it jerked within her grip. Rather than a long string of semen firing into the air as Paula had seen with her Human lovers, a single ball of cum shot upwards from his bulbous end, arcing and hitting him in the chest just as his cock again pulsed.

Paula continued to stroke Gern, with another single ball of his thick white stuff arcing through the air and dropping to his torso ever four or five seconds. She expected his orgasm to cease at any moment, and yet he continued to pulse another missile of his seed for far more than a minute, possibly close to two...? It wasn't as if Paula was watching the clock, of course, and even so, that minute and a half seemed to magically and marvelous go on for an eternity.

She began to wonder Am I causing this 'cause I'm a human ... or is this natural? As the balls of cum began taking up more and more space upon his chest, then his belly as the power behind them lessened, Paula began to seriously wonder whether or not she should stop stroking Gern. Am I hurting him...? Am I emptying his balls of all they have...? Could this be the end of his sex life ... of his hopes for making little baby Troyna?

Eventually, the globs of thick white stuff ceased getting air and began dribbling down upon the thumb and index finger of Paula's upper hand. Gern had closed his eyes, so she lifted her hand to her mouth to taste him. She smiled with wide eyes; it was delicious, a mix of sweety and salty like the sea salt topped chocolates her grandmother put out every Thanksgiving and Christmas.

She lapped up all the cum that had stuck to her fingers and hand, then moved up to lay next to Gern, who was still lost to the euphoria of his climax. That's another similarity between our species, Paula thought. Let's see if he passes out, too ... like that last guy I was fucking in Madrid.
 
Alex's Quarters

"Good!", Alex said when Dyah gave him permission to proceed, and proceed he did. As he once again lowered his head to between her thighs, he glanced up at her face and grinned before blowing on it to tease her a little. Then he began to feast, starting slow with small licks and the occasional nibble, figuring out where her pain threshold lay with the latter. As she got more and more aroused, he began to alternate between long strokes with his tongue from perineum (or at least that's what it would be called on a human body) to the terminus of her slit, where a Human female would have her clit.

As he did so, his hands were holding her thighs, but they gradually began to slide up her taut stomach until they explored the flesh of her breasts, slowly, diligently, making sure he wasn't hurting her before he proceeded.
 
Paula's Quarters

Gern was, of course, orgasming normally for a Troyna male, albeit one that was exceptionally aroused at this encounter. But as for the possibility that he was 'done,' he would surprise her yet again by remaining fully erect. "Troyna men, they often can have two orgasms before the member withdraws. My personal record is four." He said it with the casualness a Human might talk about the weather. "I hope that does not bother you, Paula. I would very much like to explore other such things that Humans do with their lovers, and I imagine that being able to go multiple times would make that easier. What would you like to do next?"
 
Alex's Quarters

Dyah drew a quick, deep breath when Alex's lips contacted the pair of labia currently available to him, letting out a gasp of surprising delight; she reached both hands to her lover's head again, prepared to push him away at the previously unknown and startling pleasure. He continued licking at her, and Dyah slowly pulled her hands back, reaching them to and clutching handfuls of bedding

Alex's nibbling at her only heightened the pleasure, and between his lips, tongue, and teeth, he had Dyah rocking her hips, moaning, and pulling the bedding so fiercely that the bottom sheet -- practically identical to Western Human bedding styles -- popped from one corner, then another.

The the pleasure increased, the pairs of outer and less-outer labia opened slowly to reveal an inner, third pair. They were even more sensitive than the first pair, causing Dyah's moans to become soft cries.

When Alex's hands reached her breasts, Dyah grasped her hands over the top of them, squeezing them around her mounds tightly. She loved having them nearly crushed, something that most Troyna males were hesitant to do in fear of harming her; hurting or offending a Troyna female could result in him being blackballed from further dalliances, which -- in Human terminology -- could lead to him becoming blue balled.

"Harder!" Dyah begged, squeezing his hands around her tits. "Harder!"

Her third lips parted, causing her fourth set -- swelling because of the pleasure Alex was causing her -- to purse outward. The moment his tongue slid over them, Dyah's back arched and she cried out as the euphoria of orgasm exploded through her. If he continued working, she would only continue to cry out loudly between deep breaths, not unlike some Human females when they came.

A sweet, thick gel began leaking from between Dyah's inner pair of lips; despite oral sex not being a Troyna tradition, the Troynas' natural sexual lubricants had a delicious taste to them. Alex would surely enjoy it.

Dyah's orgasm would continue for several minutes, ending only when her lover quit licking at her. When finally he did, Dyah would continue to moan and pant for another minute or more before finally collapsing into the bedding.
 
Paula's Quarters

Gern talked about how he could orgasm at least twice, with a possibility of reaching his personal best of four. "I hope that does not bother you, Paula."

She laughed aloud, then -- fearing that Gern might not understand the reason for it -- explained with a wide smile, "No ... no that doesn't bother me in the least."

"I would very much like to explore other such things that Humans do with their lovers..." Gern said.

As he was saying it, Paula slid to the edge of the bed and snatched a box of tissues; it had surprised her to find so many Troyna products that were either similar to Human ones or, perhaps, 3D printed to be like them.

"...and I imagine that being able to go multiple times would make that easier."

"It won't hurt," she said before laughing. She moved back close to Gern and began cleaning up the many little pools of cum.

"What would you like to do next?" he asked as she finished.

Tossing the tissues into a little can on the floor, Paula moved into position over his thighs, rose tall over him on her knees, grasped Gern's cock, and placed it appropriately. Smirking knowingly down at him, she said as she lowered and began taking him into her tight pussy, "Let's ... try ... this."
 
Alex's Quarters

Alex would show mercy after about three minutes, but he would marvel at just how long she came for. When he was reasonably confident she could process his words, he said, "I can't wait until Humans and Troyna begin to...intermingle on the regular. We have so much to learn from one another. Now, are you too tired to get on top, my dear sweet Dyah?" He had crawled up next to her and was caressing her skin gently, despite how hard he'd squeezed her breasts prior to this. She would feel his cock press against her hip, insistent and throbbing for her.
 
Paula's Quarters

Gern let out a noise that was half-cheer, half-pleasured moan as Paula sunk down on his cock. "Yes, why not do what is proven to work, yes? I am, how do you humans say? Putty in your hands. You feel amazing, Paula." It was amazing how coherently he could talk; most Troyna men only got truly blissed-out in the moments leading up to climax.
 
Alex's Quarters

Between the actual extended orgasm and the recovery time following it, five or six minutes had passed before Dyah's mind could function well enough for her to whisper, "That was ... amazing."

"I can't wait until Humans and Troyna begin to...intermingle on the regular," Alex hinted. "We have so much to learn from one another."

She laughed, a response labored by her still deep breathing. Dyah wasn't sure whether Alex was talking only about sex or about other things as well. Either way, she rolled toward him, slipped a hand behind his neck, and pulled their mouths together for another one of his deeply passionate French Kisses. She confirmed, "Yes ... we do."

With the kiss complete, Alex asked, "Now, are you too tired to get on top, my dear sweet Dyah?"

Again, she laughed, kissed him softly, and said in English without the use of the overhead AI translator, "Yes."

She kissed him again, then asked using the translator which seemed to magically speak for her from no particular direction, "Do ... do Human males ... do they get on top?"

Dyah was intrigued by the possibilities of Human sexual intricacies and adventures. If he said they did fuck from atop, she would make it clear to him that she was ready for him to do just that.
 
Paula's Quarters

Paula joined Gern's moan as she sunk down upon his cock. It felt simultaneously the same and different from mounting a Human Male's cock: the same because he intruded upon her tight vaginal muscles, causing her a feeling of mixed pain and pleasure; and different because his shaft seemed to ... shiver as it entered her, almost like her battery-operated dildo back in DC.

"You feel amazing, Paula," Gern complimented.

She laughed aloud, smiling down at him. "I've never felt anyone like you before, Gern."

Paula's buttocks came to a rest upon the man's groin and upper thighs; she'd had many cocks inside her before -- longer, shorter, skinnier, thicker, and all four combos of them -- but Gern's was like nothing she'd ever experienced, Human or mechanical. She'd initially thought it was her imagination, but now she realized that his cock was vibrating within her. Was he in orgasm again? Or was this simply what a Troyna male's member did?

Normally, she would have begun rising and falling in a desperate attempt to drive herself to climax, but Paula was simply intrigued with the feeling within her and just sat there, partaking, enjoying, and looking down into Gern's face with an expression of deep joy.
 
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(OOC: This takes place 6 hours after the continuing "interactions" between Alex/Dyah and Gern/Paula. It doesn't affect those scenes, so it's okay to be out of the timeline.)

19 Sept 2030, 0430 GMT (2330 Eastern Time)

"I am sorry to be bothering you at such a late hour, President Victoria Stevens," Valla said, performing her two-fisted salute.

"Not late at all, "POTUS said, performing the one-fisted salute that they'd decided was most proper. Glancing to the clock on her desk and seeing that it was half an hour to midnight, she added, "The first thing you learn upon becoming a world leader is that there is no such thing as working hours, private hours, or sleep hours. They are simply just ... hours. And please, President Stevens ... or even Victoria when it's just the two of us, is perfectly fine."

"As you wish, President Stevens," Valla confirmed with a smile. She chose not to use POTUS's given name because she wanted Victoria to continue to refer to her as Queen Valla, not simply Valla.

"What can I do for you this evening, Queen Valla," Victoria said as if reading the Troyna leader's mind.

"I would like to speak to you about the war that has broken out on the Korean Peninsula," Valla began. "I conferred with Emissary Stewart on the subject, after which I determined that Troyna involvement was not needed. However..."

When Valla paused, Victoria quickly attempted to maintain the status quo, saying, "I think you chose well, Queen Valla. The Republic of Korea ... that's the government of South Korea ... they have things well in hand, and I believe that--"

"The combat and killing there must come to an end immediately," Valla cut Victoria off. When POTUS went quiet and just stared, Valla continued, "My Intelligence Services have reported atrocities being committed by both sides involved in the conflict--"

"Well, Valla, it's an active combat zone, and while we always hope that--" Victoria cut in, attempting to do so politely enough.

But Valla continued, "I am reversing my position on Troyna involvement. I cannot abide the deaths of civilians in this war, particularly between peoples who have so much in common and whose only differences are political ... differences that reside almost exclusively amongst their leaders, the very people who should be negotiating a peace, as opposed to sending their young men and women into combat against one another."

Victoria continued to stare in silence. She agreed with Valla on every point the Queen had made. However, her own intelligence services -- the CIA and NSA, as well as Military Intelligence -- was telling her that South Korea had the advantage in the war, now that North Korea no longer had nuclear weapons with which to threaten its enemies. For the first time since the 1950s, the West had the opportunity to reunify the Korean Peninsula under a friendly flag.

Victoria was about to respond again when Valla told her firmly, "The fighting in Korea will cease by 1200 hours GMT ... or I will dispatch the entirety of my available military force to the combat zone, where they will use the weapon that your Press has been calling the Welder ... and we will disable every piece of metal equipment being used there.

"I do not wish to do this, Madam President," Valla continued with a sincere tone. "I have other more important things with which my forces could be involved ... other humanitarian efforts. In addition, civilian equipment in the area of the combat zone will be disabled, as well as weaponry. This will adversely affect the most vulnerable of civilians ... farmers, fabricators, cargo transportation professionals and the like; people who need these tools to perform their work ... to earn a living and take care of their families ... there children."

Again, Valla paused; and again, Victoria stared in silence, looking for a response. Again, Valla was the first to speak: "I will be speaking to the people and governments of the Korean Peninsula, as well as to the Chinese Ambassador to the Troyna, Zhen Wu. I expect this to be fixed, Madam President."

And then, just as Victoria was opening her mouth to say that she'd speak to the ROK's leadership, the 3D holographic image before her simply ceased. POTUS looked at the empty space in the middle of the Oval, then to her Chief of Staff, and said, "She hung up on me."
 
Alex's Quarters

"Indeed, we do," Alex said in response to her question. When she said she'd like him to fuck her that way, he smiled. "There isn't a whole lot I wouldn't do for you, Dyah. I don't know if Troyna are monogamous, but even if they aren't, I do not want this to be the last time we do this. And each time we do, it will be because you are an amazing woman, with a kindness that transcends your role in the military, and many other things that I'll tell you all about some other time." It was the best way he could tell her that he'd fallen for her without telling her he'd fallen for her; if no Troyna was monogamous, even better. She'd be the first of his harem of alien women.

Okay, maybe he was joking with himself. Still, the smile he wore when he slid his throbbing cock into her blooming flower was both genuine as well as carrying a hint of the humor he'd yet to share with the beautiful woman in his bed.
 
Paula's Quarters

Gern was in absolute bliss. He couldn't decide which part of Paula he'd rather put his hands on, so he put his hands on every part of her he could reach. She was tighter than any Troyna he'd ever had the honor of being with intimately, and it was a monumental effort to hold back his orgasm even though she was not moving.

"I've never felt...such bliss," he managed to get out as the human woman sat there on his cock. Soon he would succumb to his pleasure, but for now he was holding the line...barely.
 
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