Tyr entered Obs deck and found Trance standing by the window, wearing a pair of Harper's cargo pants, the red ones.
"What are you doing wearing those?"
She looked embarrassed and mournful. "Well I ... My pants all have holes in them for my ... tail."
Tyr nodded. "And now your tail is gone."
"Yeah. Beka's pants are all too long for me, so I'm wearing these until she and Rommie can fix things."
He nodded and moved to stand next to her. "How does it feel?"
"Okay." She blushed. "Strange."
Tyr looked down at her then at her backside. "You'll get used to it."
She nodded. "I'll have to."
"Yes, you will." He reached out and rubbed her ass gently. "Does that hurt?"
"No."
He untied the belt that kept the pants up then reached inside and rubbed the healing mark of the amputation. "You're not wearing any underclothes."
"Holes."
Tyr let go of the pants, and watched them fall to her ankles, then cupped her mound. "We will discuss holes in underclothes later."
She looked up at him and nodded. "What are you doing?"
"You will see." He stroked her clitoris and watched her jump. "Like that?"
"Um ..."
He did it again and was rewarded with a chiming sound.
He grinned and probed her gently with one finger then two.
Trance was purring now and reached up and opened his
vest to rake her nails against his chest.
Tyr opened her farther and thrust his finger into her, showing her the rhythm.
Trance gave a small growl and scratched his chest. "I like that."
Tyr chuckled and nodded. "I can tell." He stood back and opened his pants. "Lay down."
"I can't. I..."
Tyr nodded understanding and turned her to face away from him then pushed her to her knees. He followed her down and placed her hands on the floor then resumed fingering her. "Spread your legs."
She obeyed instantly as she worked herself on Tyr fingers.
Tyr removed his fingers then pressed his cock to her entry and pushed.
Trance sobbed at the loss of those wonderful digits then made chiming sounds at the new invasion.
Tyr went slowly, or tried to, but between the wet heat, the tight fit, and Trance's noises, he was shaking and forced the last measure, until he was sac deep inside the purple alien.
Trance sobbed a little then calmed. "Is that it?"
Tyr leaned over her, his hands set beside her, and growled low and husky in her ear. "Not by a long shot."
Trance giggled and purred.
Tyr shifted and watched her adjust then began his movements.
Trance called out in that chiming sound and moved against him, clumsy at first but with increasing talent as Tyr guided her.
He was surprised at her aggression and the harsh cough-like growls she gave off but it only increased his fever until he was pounding into her with abandon.
Trance screamed as she came and bucked wildly, forcing
Tyr to hold on as he exploded with a growling shout.
The end