Hot Blooded

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The Krin were a hot blooded race, which allows them to survive on their glacial planet. Their skin is pale as their sunlight is typically filtered through a layer of clouds. Visitors are rare as the planet seems cold and harsh to most other species. Luckily the Krin have no such difficulties in travelling to other places, and while they have a slight aversion to heat, have done well engaging in intergalatic trade.

Kildra was attending yet another social function, it was amazing how many their were. She was content as a diplomat, and felt she had done well to represent her people. She was amazed at how people reacted to shaking her hand and other contact gestures. Her body temp ran over 100 degrees by the Earth measure called Farenheit. People from Earth were curious, they did not like being called Earthlings, or Terrans, for some reason preffering the term human, which didn't translate all that well.

Anyway the place was warm, so Krin's barely there garment was also misting her body so as to keep her from overheating. It felt odd to be wearing so little clothing, then again so did being in a room that was over 40 degrees Farenheit. There was an interesting mix of species present, Krin privately wondered if she'd be sleeping alone tonight.

It was natural among her people to share body heat at night, but other species found such contact to require exchanges of body fluids. She hadn't quite figured out the entire interspecies mating thing and so far she'd stuck to other Krin. It had been at least a week since she'd crossed paths with another of her kind. A lovely young woman and the memory of sharing warmth made her warmer.

The misting function of her garment was working overtime. She excused herself from conversation and headed to get a cool beverage.




OOC Kildra is compact in build, well muscled, curvy, pale skinned, eyes like amethyst, silky black hair, and curvy.
 
Here I am at yet another diplomatic function. Though they do tend to be overly long, I find them to be incredibly interesting. I've been in the human diplomatic corps for over a decade and have met people from most of the intergalactic community. Looking around the room I find the interspecies mix again pull me. "The dance" is what I call, the way individuals move from one group to another, meeting, or reaquanting, looking for advantage or whatever their species sent them here to accomplish and then part and move on.

I've found that I have a knack for languages, or perhaps better stated, communications, so I have been rather effective in my capacity as a diplomat. I also enjoy all the different names our intergalactic brethern come up for us, "Terrans, Earthlings, Solites, Little People, Carbon Life Forms" and the list goes on. If I know the species understands and enjoys humor, I'll even play the name game with them. Though, with new diplomats joining every get together, I still am very careful and precise until I've had an opportunity to interact with them. To ensure I understand them, at least a bit.

My eyes were captured by a very attractive Krynn as she moved from the group she was with toward the doors to the cool evening. Though with what I remember of the Krynn, it will not be very cool for her, just not so hot. I think through my tasks for this evening and find I've made all the contacts and agreements I need and actually am free. So on a whim, since I want to practice my Krynn, I decide to follow her out onto the terrace with a drink in hand for both of us.

As I walk out into the semi-darkness I see her breathing deeply of the crisp night air about 10 meters from me. I walk over and in my warmest voice, in my best Krynn (which I hope is passible) say, "Good evening fellow traveller, I hope that you have found this soiree to be acceptable to your needs. If there is anything I can do to assist you, please do not hesitate to inquire. I am named Jake, Jake Strakinde." I hold out the glass, hoping I remembered the drink the Krynn enjoy most, "for you, diplomat."
 
Kildra of Krin

It was nice to feel the slightly cooler air on her skin, she was trying to recall exactly who had designed her garment, she knew it had been either an amphibian or a cold blooded race. She heard the footsteps and opting to allow for polite intrusion, tried to guess as the person's size and species by the sound of their steps.

After hearing his voice she was able to pinpoint with more accuracy so she was not surprised by what she saw when she turned towards him. The fact that he spoke Krin, was quite the accomplishment. Of course his choice of words was rather stilted and as some words don't translate as well, it was rather amusing to hear him say large gathering, when she was sure he intended something more precise.

The icy beverage he was holding looked delightful and she accepted it with a polite nod of her head. "I believe my use of your language," she paused trying to recall the right word for it, as humans spoke many different languages depending on geographical region, then realized it didn't matter, "Is better than your use of mine." She smiled not intending to insult, "As humans are far more prevalent in the trade society and I speak English more often."

She had also studied Russian as their geographical region was among the coldest inhabitable area of Earth. That particular language was somewhat similiar to Krin in that one spoke loudly, clearly, with guttural sounds that could be clearly distinguished above a howling wind.

She noticed he was looking at her and suddenly realized she had not bothered to introduce herself. She found the studies of interactional customs fascinating and took a sip of her drink before extending her hand. "I am called Kildra of Krin, in these circles. My extended name, is well rather tough to pronounce by most species."
 
As she turned to me I was immediately captivated by her beauty. Yes, she was physically attractive, espeically clad in that little nothing she was wearing. However, I define beauty in a different way. I define beauty by the way a being's communications match their experssions, their movements, their intention. You see I find that I am an empath of some ability. It is unfortunate that my fellow Humans for the most part don't understand my ability, just as they don't understand a true seer. Yet, it's worked out wonderfully for me in the interspecies diplomatic corps, as I am able to tell when I am being manipulated and when I am being trusted. Yes, it's helped me quite a lot. And Kildra was absolutely beautiful, atleast in this initial meeting.

I was also struck by her outfit. Yes, partly by how it artistically displayed her body to elicit a very favorable response by others. Though I was more inpressed by its manufacture. It looked like it was made by a species called Westfalians, from a water covered planet. The misting capability and the style led me to believe they were the makers. However, I didn't have any reports of Krin and Westfalians working together. It does clear up a puzzle from earlier though. I expect the Krin helped manufacture the Westfalian's dress as well, allowing them to be out of water for much longer than I'd ever seen before.

I looked deeply into her eyes as I took her hand in mine. I was expecting her warmth, much like a Human with an extreme temperature, so did not react in any way that could be construed wrongly. Actually, I found her warmth travelling throughout my entire body, through our touch. I suppose I blushed with reaction, as I saw her face change into what I felt was humor, and perhaps surprised pleasure.

As I had finished all of my duties for this banquet, I found I just wanted to continue to explore and interact with this enticing creature Kilda. For a Human I am pretty nondescript. Which again has helped me quite a lot in my profession. I stand only about 1.7 meters tall (67 inches in other parts of Earth). I am not fat, nor thin. I am not incredibly strong, though I am by no means a weakling either. I shave my head and have golden brown eyes. It's funny my commoness has tricked many into thinking that I am less than I am, much to my amusement and advantage.

Kilda struck me as a wonderful example of her species. She seems quite healthy and energetic. Yes, I definitely want to spend more time with her, if possible, with both of our missions.

"Have you completed your duties for this evening? I have and find myself very much desiring your company. If you are free, I may have something to show you that you'll find quite interesting. If you are busy, perhaps we can meet another time. If not, I just may have to see about a posting to Krin in the hopes of meeting up with you." The last I said with a huge smile. Kilda had to know how much Humans jostled for postings, and as the Krin are new to Humans, the posting would be sought after most heatedly.

I never let go of her hand, letting her warmth continue to flow through me. Enjoying her touch. I wish I had anticipated this meeting, I would have studied the Krin more thoroughly, and better understood what she would find to be acceptable, amuzing, even erotic. Well, I'll just follow my instincts. They've not let me down yet.
 
She had met many Terrans as she came to think of them since the term human was a very fuzzy translation that seemed to mean a native of the planet. The Krin were more advanced and efficient in heating technologies, than most other races through necessity. She recalled her stint on a water planet, it had been quite intoxicating to have that kind of constant physical contact on her skin. She drew her mind back to the present and noticed he had not let go of her hand. It was not surprising, Terrans were notoriously curious, which had lead to their own advantages in terms of inventions, exploration, and social contacts.

"I don't spend much time on Krin," she paused for a moment. She knew that there were many applicants for the posting despite the harsh conditions due to the rewards of making Krin contacts. "My position keeps me," she paused her lips pursing as she tried to think of the word, "away. Most Krin are only able to tolerate," she paused again the words that came to mind were not able to express what she wanted, "being away for so long." She was unable to describe how the sharing of warmth worked and that without that kind of contact most Krin become almost hostile. "I feel lucky I have adjusted to being away." A slight sadness tinged her voice and she smiled once again.

"Actually I'm here just to make contacts, and I think I've spoken to nearly everyone. Evidentally some stones that are quite beautiful but otherwise useless are rather precious to many species." In a land of ice and snow warm things were more important than pretty things, a Krin with a warm nature can easily find someone to share warmth with, while a cooler temperament will find it more difficult regardless of actual temperatures.

Kildra had rarely spent a night alone since she was of age to chose, only after leaving Krin had she know what it was like to sleep alone. "May I ask a question?" she posed as she accompanied him. She knew it was silly to ask but knew that social customs differed and she didn't wish to be considered rude.

"You have no hair on your head but you are not," she searched for the word, Krin were fairly long lived and didn't measure time the same way Terrans did, "you are not in the final stage of life," she knew it was an awkward phrase. Though she had a sense that since he had sought out her company and he had been companionable so far that he would not take offense at her inability to express the concept of age.
 
Jake the Terran

I smiled at her own curiousity. I decided to speak Krin as I felt there was a yearning in her for companionship and normalcy that she hides fairly effectively, pulls at my heart. The more I speak the easier it is for me to recall all the inflections and tonals. This is another side benefit from my empathy. I can tell when I'm speaking correctly because of the nonverbal feedback I get.

In Krin..."Kildra I am not old as Terrans measure age, I am barely into mid-life. Though my body seems to enjoy teasing me by moving the hair from my head to other parts of my body, like my chest, belly and back. So I decided to just jump to the eventuality and shave the rest of the hair from my head. It seems to suit me, at least the vain part of me thinks it does. And I've not had complaints from others, so I keep this style."

I feel that she wants to let go yet stay with me. I understand her feelings as I've had them frequently myself as I've travelled the galaxies. So I gently release her hand, yet remain close so as to not have her think that I'm rejecting her heat in any way. It seems to me that she has relaxed quite a bit more and I continue to very much enjoy her company.

Back to English, so as to reinforce that her use of my native language is excellent and accepted..."so Kilda, do you wish to venture out and see what I have in mind or do you have other plans or desires?"
 
Kildra of Krin

She noticed his pronounciation of Krin was improving, yet still lacked a subtlety of expression. Kildra wasn't quite sure what it was but even among the most fluent of non-Krin she had noticed this lack. "There are no other Krin among this gathering so I am," she wasn't sure how to say it without sounding as if she were speciest, "I mean I have no other commitments on my time. I have not had an opportunity to explore much as being the only Krin there has been high demand for my time." She smiled again, he had finally let go of her hand, she knew it was not typical to shake that long and wondered if it was just the uniqueness of situation that made him forget or something else.

She knew the human curiousity extended far beyond cultural exchange and recalled a saying about Terrans making First Contact, when they were not meaning the first meeting between species. Often such dual worded exchanges escaped her, as Krin meant what they said, and said what they meant.

"Have you been posted her long?" she asked as she agreed to go with him and they quietly meandered towards one of the many exits.
 
Jake of Terra

Walking beside her was fun. I watched others from the gathering leaving as business was completed and it was late enough to leave without being rude or causing an interspecies problem. Some of the other beings watched us leaving, trying to see if there was something special in our being together, something they needed to know about. I didn't think there was, at least not yet...and the night was young.

"I have been posted here three times in my lifetime. It seems that I leave and they keep sending me back here, then I leave again. I am expecting to be reposted again in a few months. Though the choices of my planet invariably do not worry about my desires, so who knows I may stay or go. Is it the same for Krin?"

I walked her to my transport and after seating her comfortably, directed a change to the environmental system so she would be more comfortable. I did not tell her where we were headed.

I switched back to Krin, continuing my practice, knowing I was missing something in my phrasing. Perhaps it wasn't my speaking at all, perhaps it was just the inability to match her accompanying movements, pheremones and heat changes. I continued anyways attempting to improve, for me, and for her. "Have you been here long? How well do you know this city, this area? I'm hoping that the place I have in mind is not known to you. I wish to surprise you, perhaps provide you with something special."
 
Kildra of Krin

She had not been expected to go to his transport, as she had expected his intended destination to be within a reasonable distance of the city. Of course on Krin most places were very similiar in nature and she was still not quite used to the variation in climate and places that occured on other worlds.

"There is little open water on Krin, so I have become rather enamored with the various pools of water on any given planet. I had made note of several places where the land meets the water that I wish to take the time to visit. I find the concept of hot springs rather fascinating, as well as volcanic activity. Then again I find all geothermal occurances fascinating. I suppose one always seeks out the things that are different from ones own home, when away from it."

She noticed the slight change in temperature as her garment adjusted and thickened as the mist lessened. It was a strange material that reflected off the water vapors in order to create a rather smokelike effect that was cooling, and comfortable without clinging to her skin.

"There are so few that can be away for long, that we end up with those places that are farthest away, and therefore require the greatest length of travel. I fear with each assignment I move further and further away from Krin and the opportunity to return."
 
I was struck my her words, though moreso by her reactions. I hoped that she'd enjoy my destination. It was really very close to the city, though very few think of travelling here. The change in her clothing refelected the change in the climate of our transport. I repressed a slight shiver as the temperature got down to 45.

"Well, Kildra I am not placed highly enough to get you back to your planet, and other Krin. Though I hope this place will help you a bit."

Then the transport landed. Our destination was one of the mountains outside of the city. I had some friends that had built a structure into the mountaintop, and I had free access to it. I somehow felt that Kildra needed to feel a bit at home just now, and hoped that I could provide that for her, or atleast the illusion of it for a while.

I opened the door to sub zero tempuratures and winds. I took her hand as she alit, watching closely for her reactions, to see if we should stay or leave.

In krin..."I know I am a sad substitue for someone from Krin, however, I offer my heat to you, should you desire it."
 
Kildra of Krin

She had avoided snowy retreats, feeling that it would only increase her homesickness and make her more aware of what she had left behind. His use of a Krin concept about sharing warmth made her even more aware. She doubted he knew what he was offering as she took a deep breath of air, enjoying the wisps of smoke as she exhaled warmer air. Then again his use of words had not been exactly as a Krin would speak.

Kildra sighed softly, "There is nothing like the feel of snow melting on one's skin." It wasn't snowing at the moment but just being around it reminded her of it. She closed her eyes letting herself feel the cold, allowing herself to imagine for a brief moment that she was home. Her skin tingled in a delightful way that she had missed, she was unaware of the slight rise in her body temperature or that her garment had become nearly transparent to accomodate the change in weather. A shiver of joy ran through her causing her full breasts to sway, her plum colored nipples tightening, every cool breeze causing an odd ache inside her body.

She opened her eyes, noticing that he was not adequately dressed for this excursion. The formulaic reply to what she figured he had meant to say tumbled from her lips in the husky sounds of Krin, "I would gladly share my warmth with you."
 
I knew my wording was somewhat awkward. Though it seemed to convey the appropriate meaning. I saw her body react to the cold. Even a non empathic person would have been mesmerized by the way she reacted. There was a deep need, a power that oozed from her. It was especially heady for me. I understood what I offered and her excitement caused a reactionary rise in my own body temperature.

A quick shiver ran though me just as our eyes met. It may have been from the cold, though I really doubt it. If felt much more like anticipation and excitement. I was surprised to find that I really didn't feel the cold that much.

"I would gladly share my warmth with you."

The sound of her voice, the emotion which it carried made it clear that I would not soon be confused as a Krin native. Though, I knew that when I resonded I sounded much more Krin than I ever imagined. Her reaction was definitely affecting me as well, in a wonderful and exotic way.

"Follow" I responded with as much need as her voice had carried.

We went inside, and it was barely warmer than outside, as the home had been on maintenance level for many months. Actually since my last visit, six months ago. The owners are off world and not expected to return for another two years. I use the retreat as a place of solitude, where I am not affected by any others, a true retreat and wonderous treat for me.

I offered my arm to my companion and led her toward the mountainside. As we entered the cavelike entrance, the door automatically irising open and then shut again, I remembered the Krin world was not an overly bright place. I directed the lighting to remain low, and the heating system to maintain it's current temperature, 45 degrees farenheit. I led Kildra toward the uppermost sleeping chamber. I chose this room because of it's spectacular view and the ability to open it to the elements if she so chose.

I knew I was reacting to her proximity, to her body. I knew it wasn't in a totally Krin manner, that would be impossible for a human, however I also knew that I was accepted, perhaps even desired. My body continued to be wonderfully energized by her. I always enjoyed the cold, growing up in the mountains myself. I was very much enjoying the feeling of the cold upon my body, and the poinent feeling of heat where we touched.

We entered the room, the bed head against a wallsized window and paused for a moment. The bed was made, though I had no idea exactly how to proceed. There was a part of me that wanted to forcably pull her onto the bed and wrap my body around hers. I almost didn't, then I looked over at her and questions and worries dissapeared. One look at her exquisit body and the look in her eyes and nothing else mattered to me. I practically ripped my formal attire off and when as nude as she was, opened my arms offering myself to her in a way that felt most natural.
 
Kildra of Krin

She followed silently, her husky humming an undertone that was an unconscious response. Upon entering what she knew to be his sleeping chamber she shrugged her shoulders and her garment smoothly slipped off of her body. She saw the animalistic desire in his eyes and when he tore his clothing off she briefly wondered about human mating habits.

Kildra stepped closer to him until their bodies just touched and then pulled him into an embrace her heated flesh quickly warming his body. Her subtle humming raised to a guttural purring growl. It was hard to convey all the little steps that typically occured but somehow he seemed to sense what she wanted as his lips parted. Her tongue brushed against them, his lips felt cooler than she expected. She gently breathed into his mouth, allowing her warmth to work from the inside out.

What little she had heard of attempts at interspecies mingling was that it was crucial to not overheat them. She hoped that what she'd heard about Terrans resiliency was true. When he breathed back she relaxed further, she gently pulled back to look at him, "I'm not quite sure how to proceed Jake." Her husky voice trembling, her skin flushed pink.
 
Jake of Terra

Her heat was amazing, in the coolness of the room it was like being held and protected by the warmest protection imaginable. It flashed into my mind that might be the basis of the specialness for the Krin.

"I'm not quite sure how to proceed Jake."

I folded myself against her, wrapping myself as she did, letting my instincts compensate for the newness of the situation. I thought her eyes amazing earlier, and now in this situation, the low light, the coolness, the heat of our mingling passion, her eyes were afire.

"Kildra, this night is for you, my gift for you. I know I'm a poor substitute, though I'd like it best if you proceeded as you want. Proceed as you desire. Sate your hungers, your passion, on me. I'll do my best to follow your lead and hopefully I'll be able to be an acceptable partner for tonight."

I suspected that there would be dominant and submissiveness in Krin relationships. I just hoped that she didn't need me to be dominant. Not that I can't be, I certainly can. I'm just afraid that my lack of understanding of Krin culture would spoil the gift my heart wants to give her.

I put my hand against her head, cupping her cheek. I knew that it was a human endearment, and somehow I felt that if it wasn't a Krin endearment also, she'd understand.

In Krin I said with all the huskiness I've heard in her voice, all the emotion of this incredible moment, "Lead me."
 
Kildra of Krin

"Okay," she whispered. It was a unique experience and while Krin were very tender, she feared that since it had been a while that her body might be a little more tightly strung than usual. Her hands wandered along his body, caressing spots that seemed a bit cooler. She licked, kissed, and softly nuzzled along his neck and shoulders, feeling the pulse of life leaping just under the skin. She was glad he was not the passive type, she personally preffered a sort of give and take, rather than having a passive partner or being expected to be passive.

Her knees were feeling rather week and she managed to dance him over to the bed, the sheets feel cool and smooth under her touch as she her hands roamed to parts that had been awkward to reach when they'd been standing. "Patience is a rare gift, and one that has many rewards," she whispered along his neck her lips brushing against pulse points. She could tell his temperature was rising by how the blood was pumping through his body. His body had a few differences from a typical Krin male and she hoped the differences would not cause any difficulties.
 
Jake of Terra

The feeling of her hot mouth on my body was exceptional. The tenderness and the passion flowing back and forth heated me far more than I've ever felt before. I noticed she was concentrating upon points where she could feel my pulse most strongly.

As she moved, I moved with her. My fingers sliding over her hot skin feeling for the points where I could feel her blood pumping, then when when our movements together allowed I'd tease her in a similar fashion to how she teased me. As my hands moved over her I also kept track of the spots that drew reaction. A few times I thought I founds spots which would be surprisingly ticklish. I also found spots which intensified her muskiness or her vocalizations. These spots I concentrated upon and found my hands working in concert with my mouth seemed to be bringing her a wonderful level of pleasure.

"Patience is a rare gift, and one that has many rewards," her voice in concert with the emotion behind it heated me more if that were possible.

I enjoyed the subtle differences between Kildra and my fellow terrans. Slowly exploring and enjoying the differences and similarities was glorious. She was refreshingly straighforward. I found I was enjoying myself more than I have in a long time, and concentrated on returning every ounce of pleasure given, right back to her.

As my hands wandered her body one hand tenderly brushed across her very engorged breast and nipple as I was hotly breathing upon a pulsing point in the nape of her neck...
 
Kildra of Krin

Their was an intimacy in Krin interactions that she had found lacking in other interactions. She was not surprised to have found it with Jake, she had a sense that he was a rare find. As they lay side by side on bed, her hands continued to wander and she eventually moved over him. The intimacy of sharing heat among Krin went beyond the physical which is why a partner of an opposing gender was not a requirement.

Kildra covered him with her body as his body was cooler, changing positions occured throughout as one's body desired it. The intimacy of sharing warmth typically created a tenuous empathic bound. As her warm red lips returned to his cooler mouth, she unconsciously mentally moaned his name, Jake, a sensous echo in her mind as her tongue brushed his lips. She felt his lips part as the kiss deepened, she sensed this was one of his more sensitive areas and took the time to explore the feel of his tongue.

She broke the kiss as she heard his mind echo back, she was pleasantly surprised. The core of her body was continuing to heat up and she could feel the warmth dripping out of her in anticipation of further intimacy. She had almost forgotten what she smelled like, it reminded her of an Terran drink called hot cocoa.

She sensed he was getting overly warm and with a fluid grace she rolled them over so that he was over her. She allowed her hands to continue rubbing up and down his back not wanting him to cool down too quickly. It gave her an opportunity to once again look at his glorious body.

It was only when his body was no longer pressed up against hers that she realized how tender her nipples had become. The pressure of contact had soothed them thus far, but now they quivered in need as they were swollen. She was unsure of what Terran women were like. All thoughts of compatiblility were forgotten as his hands and mouth moved along her skin.
 
Jake

We moved together over the huge bed, using every square inch of it as we moved together. Then I felt something I've only experienced on other time in my life, and it wasn't during an intimate experience like this. If felt our mind connect and intertwine as closely as our bodies were. The experience moved to another plane. I was no longer a single being, I was part of a duality. Jake, Kildra, Kildra, and Jake. To me we were truly one, and I realized that for a Krin this is the true meaning of sharing warmth. It went so far beyond the physical as much as ancient automobile compares to my transport, or walking compares to interstellar travel. I felt everything, she felt everything.

I was on top, her hands keeping my heat level high, not too high, she knew, I knew, perfectly. I felt her breasts aching, near to pain, exquisit pleasure. My lips, tongue and teeth replaced my hands, I felt her body respond. In a human I would call it an orgasm, albiet a small one, a begining one. In Kildra, there was no term, and I knew we had just begun. Patience...such rewards...I had never imagined...would have thought impossible had anyone tried to use inadequate words to describe this.

My teeth closed over her nipple and tugged. Through our connection I felt my body react even as hers did. It drove me wild. The taste of her, the smell of her, her pheremones, my own body's chemistry, reacting, interacting. I smelled chocolate, tasted chocolate, and it didn't seem odd. I felt my throat constrict and emit what can only be called a gutteral roar, and knew that sound was pitched and emitted exactly correctly, impossibly correctly, and I felt my body reacting in response to it. I felt Kildra rise in response as well.

My teeth moved from one nipple to the other, each move heightening our mutual pleasure. Then another need in her body beckoned. My hands moved of their own volition, to satisfy that need. And in it's satisfaction, I experienced the most amazing experience...
 
Kildra of Krin

His mind was open to her and she could feel what he felt more clearly than with any other, it was as if their sensations were overlapping each other, the ripples intermingling until she wasn't aware of exactly who felt what. It was more intense than she ever expected and found that she had access to his primal thoughts and brief flashes of what coupling was like in his mind. His growl was pitched perfectly and she responded instinctively the tone causing the bed to ripple slightly under them.

As he alternated between her swollen tits, she knew exactly how she tasted. It was not unusual for a Krin female to secrete fluid, it was unusual for it to be so plentiful. Usually a couple moments of good sucking on each tit drained it off, but for some reason her nipples remained swollen and full even after endless moments of sucking. It was an erotically odd feeling and she savoured it, even as she realized part of him was behaving similiarly, his reproductive organ rubbery hard against her body, the tip slick with something. She was unsure of whether he had produced it or if her own juices had coated the tip, just that he felt really good to rub it against her warm flesh.

His hand moved downward before she could even moan of her desire to feel him more intimately. Her body quivered in anticipation as she further parted her legs wrapping them around him moving her warm soft feet up and down his rapidly cooling legs. She knew/felt that the cold was not helping his central pleasure organ. The translation between minds was still a little fuzzy, then again Krin had multiple pleasure centers, and it seemed as if Jake had only one primary pleasure organ.

His hand roamed down her heated flesh, between her parted thighs feeling the smooth silky slick flesh between her legs. She gasped as his fingers casually brushed the exterior pleasure nodule, she felt the sensation echo back through his incredulity in being able to feel what she felt. Words were not needed as they would have been rather useless as his fingers delicately slipped along brushing against her pleasure nodule as if he couldn't quite pinpoint it's location.

In the process his fingers were getting coated in her juices, which only made his touch more amazing, and she felt/knew that her juices were keeping his fingers quite warm. She felt his fingers slip inside as her hips lifted, her body opening to his exploration.

She moaned in delighted frustration as he chose to withdraw his fingers, but only for a moment as his slippery warm fingers grasped her pleasure nodule and tugged slightly. Her entire body felt jolted as her hips strained upward.

She gaxed into his eyes knowing that she needn't ask if he knew he was driving her mad. She slipped one of her hands down between her legs, coating her fingers in her warm copious fluids, and transferred them all along one side of his body. Feeling his body cool down was a slight damper on the experience and she knew from experience that her juices would keep him warm.

She rolled over again, and this time she sat up, sensing he liked being able to see her. Kildra cupped and massaged her aching tits and just when she could barely stand to tease herself any longer she tugged on them, feeling the trickle turn into a spurt the warm chocalate scented fluid dripping down her breasts onto him and occasionally spouting out to pool on his chest or face. She'd never experienced anything so incredible satisfying. It seemed like forever but in truth was only a few minutes before the fluid finally tapered off her tits still hard but smaller as they were no longer swollen from sharing warmth.

She gazed somewhat shyly down at him and began rubbing the slippery fluids all over his torso until his skin glistened. Her other pleasure centers were overheating as she sat up on her knees and with a soft questioning look she began to caress his pleasure center, watching and feeling as it twitched in response to her touch. She sensed/knew the torture as her core dripped warm slick juices onto the shaft. Kildra knew when it had reached it's full potential the shaft an unusual shade of red, the entire proud length of it straining to be enveloped in her heat.

She smiled at him, no longer thinking of the potential risks as one hand parted her slick flesh, the juices dripping out, running along his shaft as only a brief span of air parted their bodies.
 
Jake of Terra

Kildra was a font of new knowledge and experiences. The fluid from her luscious nipples keep flowing and the conntected feeling of release I felt and the satisfaction of drinking her liquid heat melded into an emotional orgasm which far exceeded anything possible for mere humans.

She was surprisingly similar as my fingers found her open and ready. When my fingers brushed her extreme sensory area the jolt of pure lustfilled physical reaction almost knocked me out. Not that I lost contact with her, though never had I experienced anything...I seem to be repeating that phrase incessantly with Kildra. When my hand reentered her I now knew the level of pleasure I was going to provide and receive. Now I teased, myself as much as I teased her. A little pressure, then a lot, then a quick stroke, then a long slow tug, entering, then withdrawing, every motion brought a new flavor of pleasure. Then my fingers grasped her nodule and pinched and tugged at the same time...OH MY...I think I purred it felt so incredible.

Then quick as a thought she was on top again, her molten, "love?" poured down upon me. Her satisfaction, my reaction was one. Her hot hands massaging her liquid fire into my skin. Our eyes locked together, a wonderful shyness and unmistakable hunger passed between us. Now with her on top there was no worry of me cooling down. Being coated by her on top and the bedding below kept me quite warm. My own persperation mingled with her fluids creating a new compound. The erotic odor suffused the room and if possible heightened the experience for both of us.

Now it felt like she was using my hard peaked body to tease herself. She had to feel my reaction as every drip of her fire fell upon my throbbing organ. She then teased herself, and me by sliding along its length, using the hardness to tease her external pleasure sensors, teasing me. Then again with her catlike grace she lifted herself and with a momentary shot of cool from the air our parting created, which only caused an incredible ache in both of us, she thrust down and engulfed me.

We were of a compatable size and with that single thrust I knew unspeakable pleasure. I am not a very vocal lover, usually, however the emotion of our coupling poured out through my vocal cords in a sound that started low, undulated in tone and volume and then continued to climb. I realized that Kildra was emitting a sound that was in perfect harmony and as with everything else that has happened the sounds melded together, like our minds were melded together, like our bodies were melded together, even as our odors and liquids had melded together to create something glorious and new.

We didn't thrust, as that would have introduced coldness between us, yet her body massaged me in a way that created the same affect. I felt myself climbing inxorably toward my ultimate acme. I felt her climbing as well. Our bodies writhing together, interconnected...then I passed from this world into a new place, a place of pure emotion, some may call it a God/Goddess experience. The term orgasm is too small to encapsulate the exploding reaction I felt. I felt like at that moment we had just birthed a galaxy so total was my peak.

I continued to cling to Kildra as the moment continued and continued. My body had to be emptied yet I continued to throb and explode within her. Her body exploding with mine.

An eternity later Kildra was drapped over me and I hugged her close. My hot mouth kissing any part of her I could reach. My hands sliding along her glistening body, maintaining a contact which I still marveled at.
 
Kildra of Krin

The differences between them only made the interaction more intense as emotions were heightened. She thought she would burst and then she did and he did. It was overwhelmingly intimate and she moaned a primal sound in the pure joy of it. Hearing his voice mingle with hers, the sound echoing the merging of their bodies. She rested against him in the soft moment that followed, her body laying on his, her breath slightly ragged.

She spoke her voice husky and soft, "I," she paused trying to convey the complexity of what she was thinking of feeling into his language, "I feel like a volcano." She nuzzled his neck, now was a time when her other pleasure centers were more excitable, and she wondered if he was capable of continuing as he seemes to have expelled a lot of energy in that one moment.

Her hips wiggled against him, coaxing a response hoping he could feel the pleasure region that was inside her heated core. She knew it was swollen from all her juices. She couldn't quite manage as he didn't have that kind of control over his reproductive organ. She sighed in soft frustration, and smiled at him, deciding that even if nothing else happened it had already been an incredible experience.

She moved in to kiss him again, as now she had a clearer concept of how pleasing he found the experience.
 
Jake of Terra

"I feel like a volcano."

"Keldra, yes a volcano is exactly how it felt. Hot, molten, pressure building and then overflowing. Thank you for the most amazing experience in my life. Which is really saying something." I cupped her face as I spoke, then puncutated the feeling within me with a kiss which started out tenderly.

I had thought I felt her withdraw from our coupled mind after her release, because I felt suddenly a drift. As if an essential part of me was inexplicably missing. Then, our kiss turned from tender back toward heated. I could feel her again. I felt her core sensors aching for continued stimulation. Her need throbbed through me driving me to ache to pleasure her.

I found myself hardening much soon than I hand expected, and felt her pleasure at my reaction to her need, which continued to bolser my desire and my physical reaction.

My tongue slid again inside of her mouth and through an odd curling of my tongue along the top of hers I found it sliding along the roof of her open panting mouth. Her reaction was intense and wonderfully surprising, like everthing to do with this very special Krin has been to me. I felt that a change of pressure was needed to fully present myself to sate the growing ache within her I felt. This time I rolled us over so I was on top. I pulled a sheet over me so I was able to maintain the level of heat that she desired of me, that I desired to maintain so her, no, our pleasure would be again "volcanic."

With me on top I was able to press against her and move between her legs so as to have my now throbbing hardness pressing against the areas desiring the most pleasure. I again felt her strong molten heat against me, and the rythmic grasping of her interior muscles which massaged me much more thoroughly than any thrusting could have. I was perched at a bit of a precarious angle to apply pressure to her the most senstive spots buried most deeply within her when my hand slipped and I slapped the side of her supple bottom. I felt her scream, though not in pain. The slap had risen an area of heat that became a beacon of intense pleasure. The pleasure just arcing from there to every other pleasure sensor in her body, and being relected completely within my body as well. Her hand moved and soundly slapped my ass, driving me even further within her. Again the intense spike of pain was immediately replaced by heat and even more intense pleasure.

My eyes bore deeply into hers, as a rasped out "have you ever felt anything like that before..." My words trailed off into another Krin/Terran melded vocalization of pleasure, deeply sensual and erotic.
 
Kildra of Krin

She felt the shifting of his body and moved with him and smiled as he pulled one of the thick blankets over his body. The blanket was warm from them rolling about and more easily kept the heat in, which she considered was necessary in order to continue their heated exchange. The angle at which he presented himself was enough for the slick rubbery tip of his reproductive organ to rub and bump delightfully against not only her primary pleasure spot but managed to work several others into a heated stage. She felt as if she were melting inside, the scent of desire, heat, and chocalate filling the air. Her mind drifted back to become entwined with his as her hips moved to increase their passions.

His hand slipped and landed roughly on her soft flesh, the sting of heat only made that region of her skin more sensitive. She cried out as the strangely warming sensation. It was not something she expected, and she ran her hand along him and slapped his firm ass in return, feeling his own body respond with heat to the stinging sensation. She moaned as she recalled an ancient tale of a Krin who had fallen and ended up with bruises all over, that the increased heat of healing had put them in a blissful state of healing.

It was considered a myth as it was rare, Krin rarely bruised as their heightened internal temperature was accompanied by rapid healing. She kissed him roughly, playfully nipping on his lip, shocked as she tasted an odd coppery flavor and when she looked at him she noted a trail of red.
 
A sharp pain mingles with the other intense feelings as our bodies continue to meld and flow together. Our intetwined minds registering and exploring each sensation, repeating those that bring pleasure and avoiding those that diminish it. Our mouths quest, nibble, suckle, and sometimes bite, pushing our combined self toward repeated mutual sensory overload. We are amazed that your body has produced another full to overflowing load of molten love as your breasts again flow freely, sating my thirst and your hunger for continued release, or was it your thirst and my hunger for release.

You find my nipples push pure pleasure to my sexual organ, I find your nipples send pleasure to your sensory receptors. Your tongue touches mine, mingling fire and sending lightening throughout our bodies simultaneously. Our hands slap, pinch, press and caress, each heightening the pleasure sensations we are experiencing. Our breath comingling, gasping, vocalizing the depth of lust and feeling we share, playing potent counterpoint to the sensations from deep within us.

Time is meaningless, the sensations and pleasure rolls onward. Our oneness passing energy from one to another if there is a need. Our mutual climaxes filling each of us with wonder, filling the one of us with purpose, creating something that has never existed before.

Finally, after an eruption that burns us with it's potency, sears our sensors into one molten pool, melds us in a way that can never completely be reversed, we both collapse.

Our bodies remain completely intertwined. I don't have the energy to move one more muscle as I feel you slowly receed from my mind, though not completely, which seems odd as I slowly lose consciousness. It seems odd, yet seems perfectly aligned as well. I should never lose you, never lose us. I hear your rythmic breathing, my eyes flutter open, register your lovelyness from the light of the rising sun through the wall of glass, and the close as I lose my fight to remain awake...
 
Kildra of Krin

(The board ate my post like an hour ago) ARGH...

Even volcanos had to cool down and she doubted she could stand such intensity for much longer. So when they both achieved complete and utter satisfaction again, and her personally more than once. It had become difficult to differientiate, but she sensed it was her body that was practically melting into his. She also sensed/knew that the heat and post pleasure state was making Jake rather lethargic. She hadn't realized how tired she was until his eyes closed and her feelings began to detangle from his. Kildra could more easily feel her own body sensations, separated from his, the connection tenuous but still present.

As a Krin, she only required a few hours of sleep, and when she finally roused, he was still fast asleep. She felt his cooler body still overlapping hers. His breath a soft whisper on her skin, she did not wish to wake him as she stretched out her body. She felt amazing, and oddly enough connected to him in a way that went beyond the feel of his body against hers. She licked her lips lazily and closed her eyes snuggling back against him, allowing her warm skin to make more bodily contact.
 
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