For three days Sojana
's scales had begun to pale. Her eyes went first, the membrane first becoming opaque, then so clouded she could hardly see. When the covering popped loose from her eyes, she was completely blind. For two days she had relied on George to navigate the base. Unlike the tunnels of her home world, which she knew like the back of her hand, she didn't yet know the base. It had been more than a week since their return from Vidia and just as she suspected, the sudden addition of healthier foods, regular eating and an all around better diet, triggered an early shedding cycle. She began cracking and crunching every time she moved and refused efforts to clear away the already separated bits of her scales. Removing them too early could harm scales beneath that weren't ready yet. When her lips and tendrils began to peel, it was finally time and true to her word, she was going to let George observe the process.

George smiled happily when she told him the news. He reached out and clasped her hands gently. "I am so glad you meant it, Sojana. I shall enjoy documenting this very much! When does it start? Should you be laying down? Is there anything you require that I could procure for you?" He rattled off the questions as if they were in a single breath.

"Just help me out of these." Sojana told him, indicating the temporary clothing Lucian had made for her. "Try not to let my scales tare. Some places may not be quite ready yet. When it's done, I'll need help clearing my frills and tendrils."

"I will try my best to be as delicate as possible." He promised her and carefully began to undress her.

"I don't like these but-tons." She said, letting him undress her. Around her elbows and neck her scales had cracked a little and as he revealed them, he saw that her breasts had too. "My fingers don't understand how they work." She clicked her prominent and lesser claws together.

"I could talk to Dorren and Lucian...maybe some zippers? How can you handle zippers?" He asked her. There was only the one zipper on the uniform.

"I like zippers." She said. "Those I can work with... I just hope I have room for my tail..."

"I believe that would be a rather simple fix." He told her with a nod. "It would only require a hole, right?"

"I suppose." She said. "But in the wrong place it'll be an annoyance."

"They wouldn't complete the suit without a final fitting to be sure everything fits as it should." George assured her and slowly pulled the shirt up over her head. He felt his face grow warm as he revealed her bare chest.

"I'll have to be sure to tell them the best place for an opening is in the back..." She let him take the shirt, a few loose flakes of scales falling to the ground. She drew down the pants, holding George's arm for balance. She was still thin, but had gained some substantial weight during the last week.

He set the shirt aside and watched as she carefully took her pants off. Again, he felt that same heat rising, while the cold traveled down his spine. He ran every diagnostic that he could, but he wasn't malfunctioning at all. It made little sense to him why he should be getting aroused, let alone why he would be built with the ability to as well...

"Alright..." She said and lifted her frills with a snap. Scales drifted to the floor like snow and she lifted the lesser claw of her right hand to where they started atop her head. She drew a fine line down her forehead, nose and chin. She grasped the edges that curled up from where her frills began and began to pull gently. The skin that same away was opaque white like a snakes and she gently pulled her head back as her new scales came away with a sort of soft Velcro sound. When her head became free she smiled and opened her eyes which, unlike her newly dark grayish purple scales (they had been light gray tones before), were the same bright lavender they had been before her shedding began. She smiled at him. "There you are..." Finally able to see George for the first time in days.

"As I have been since you started shedding..." George told her softly. He had rarely left her side since the process had begun. He shifted a little nervously at being the target of her piercing eyes.

"To which I am very appreciative." She said. "Would you please peel along the sides of my frills?" She turned her back to him. "Just put your fingers between me and the skin and smooth it along. If some of the seem stubborn, a little saliva should cause them to pop free."

His cheeks tinted and he looked at her curiously, thinking perhaps he had misheard her. "You...want me to lick you?" He asked quietly.

"Only if some of them seem stubborn." She said as if it weren't a big deal. "I can hardly lick my back... Well... I can, but I'd rather not contort to do it."

"I... I'm afraid I do not have saliva, Sojana." He whispered into her ear as he moved up to her. He lifted his hands up to her frills and did as she'd instructed, slipping his fingers in between the layers.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it then." She told him. She felt his hand slip under the old scales and new and felt how warm his hand was. He didn't seem at all unlike Roche, who was the only "human" male she was in close enough proximity to use as a baseline. As his hand peeled the layers apart, she reached back to her shoulder and took the place of his hand. "Move down." She said, peeling her scales off her shoulders.

He pulled his lower lip into his mouth and chewed on it. He felt that hardening again as he slid his hands downward, underneath her old skin. The scales beneath we incredibly smooth, he hadn't been expecting that...

She felt his hands smooth over her sides, causing scales to pop and slip and detach from the new. Her hands smoothed over her breasts, peeling her scales away slowly and biting her lower lip also as she caressed away the scales. His hands were so warm... She drew a line down the outside of her arms and peeled away the scales from her arms as his hands found their way to her hips.

He swallowed hard as he felt the smooth flesh of her hips. He looped his hands around her, slipping his fingers down along the tender flesh, and tearing the shed-skin away. He was intrigued by the smoothness of her fresh scales.

"Can you... do my tail?" She asked. Her voice was soft and sensual as her hand smoothed past his as they worked. This had become much less of a science experiment. Then again, it probably hadn't been one to begin with.

"Your..tail?" He asked softly. His hands fluttered a little as he moved them away from her hips. His body was busy simulating a racing heartbeat and his 'breathing' had increased dramatically as well. To him, it had started out as an experiment, true enough, but it had blossomed into something far more now... She had said she didn't want to dishonor the memory of her former lover...now they were becoming intimate, weren't they?

"Please..." She could reach her tail with little problem, but by letting him, she was letting this travel out of the realm of biological research and more into the realm of biological exploration. "The same as my back..." The base of her tail was very sensitive and she closed her eyes, waiting for his touch. Meanwhile her hands smoothed down the front of her thighs, drawing her bottom and tail up a few inches against him.

He felt that now familiar shiver run up his spine as she drew up against him. There was no way for him to hide his body's excitement when she did that. "I..." He stammered and shuddered a little bit. He placed his hands on the small of her back, the base of her tail. "I just..." He started and eased his fingers in along the sides of her frills.

She sighed softly as his fingers worked into the place where her back and tail met. Her frills flicked up, hissing briefly and her eyes closed. She was saving certain parts of her anatomy for last.

He paused when her frills hissed at him. He found that to be a rather remarkable defense mechanism, though how relevant it would do here, where none of the wildlife knew of her species, still remained to be seen. His thumbs gently caressed the new scales beneath the old as he moved his way down her slender tail.

She closed her eyes, trying not to moan as his hands smoothed down her tail. It came free with a shiver and the frills along her tail hissed lightly again. "I... I have to sit for... the rest..." She whispered. There were only her legs left and that one final bit between her legs.

He stood there, holding the fragile remains of her tail skin. He looked at her curiously. "You seem...breathless. Are you alright, Sojana?" He asked her, worried he may have harmed her during the removal process.

"I'm fine." She said, catching her breath a little. "Really... you can let go of that."

"I'm afraid I'll have to if I am to assist you further." He said and gently laid it down on the floor. He did not want to damage it before getting a chance to really look at the dead scales. There was so very much that he would like to learn by the skin.

"I don't want you to go anywhere, George..." Her tail caressed the front of his trousers, feeling that excitement he didn't understand. "I want you to stay."

The touch of her tail to his excitement cause a shudder to travel up along his body. He looked down at her in shock as her gentle caress made it swell even more so. "Tell me what to do." He told her, as he lead her to the chair. She'd said she needed to sit for the last of the shedding.

She lifted her right foot, drawing a line up from her toes, the back of her calve and to her buttock. She did the same with the right and turned to sit on her bed. She lifted her left leg to him, placing her rather lethal looking toes against his chest. "Like before."

He looked down at those lethal toes, bending his head slightly to do so. He slipped his fingers up under the old skin and caressed her new flesh as he worked his way down along that long slender leg.

Her eyes rolled closed as his warm touch traveled down her leg. She loved his touch. Drogo was gone and she was so far from home... what harm was there in being with George?

When he'd made it to her knee, he'd discovered the first difficult to move bit of dead scales. He looked up at her and paused his progression. "You said..I just lick to aid it?" He asked for clarification. He didn't need clarification, he remembered all that was ever said to him. But he also didn't want to simply do so without warning.

She nodded, laying back on her elbows. She rested her calf on his shoulder, waiting with anticipation.

He swallowed and moved his head to the stuck portion of her skin. He took in a collective breath, let slowly ran his tongue along the inside of her knee. His eyes shot wide as his body sent several shocking sensations to his motherboard. First, was the realization that he did produce some form of lubrication with his tongue. Then, there was the ability to taste as well. Having never eaten anything, he'd never realized that he had that sense at all. There also, was the way such an intimate act reacted with his already aroused body...

"Ohhh..." She relaxed back, no longer leaning on her elbows. Her eyes rolled closed and she openly enjoyed the sensation of his tongue.

He slowly pulled the skin away from her knee, it moved much easily now that she had been lubricated. Her reaction told him a few things about the intimacy of this action. The most important, was the fact that she seemed to enjoy it. He ran his tongue along the inside of her knee, moving slowly up her leg as he pulled at the dead skin, moving it freely from her new flesh. He would continue licking, if she wanted him to. She had an interestingly strong flavor that he had never experienced before, but the more he tasted, the more he grew to favor it as well.

She smiled up at him as he tasted her new scales. "Those scales stay, George..." She said softly. "These..." She smoothed her hand over the apex between her legs. "I always have problems with..." Her formerly mostly invisible cloaca was now more pronounced to the point of her lips looking as if they were almost open.

He looked up when she indicated and felt the heat rush to his face. There was no mistaking what he was looking at... He swallowed and his eyes had a little difficulty looking up to hers. "You... you want me to...to..." He had trouble vocalizing the words. He swallowed again and looked up at her expectantly. "...Lick your scales there?" He finally came out and asked.

"If you want to..." She said softly. She leaned up a little. "If you are not ready for this kind of intimacy I understand... I can manage on my own..."

"You asked for my help, Sojana...I cannot deny it of you." He told her simply and knelt before her spread legs. He was extremely young and inexperienced, despite all of his programmed experience. Providing her with assistance during this was something he very much wanted to do. The throbbing mass between his legs simply proved just how enthusiastically he was wanting to help her. His hands slid along the inside of her thighs, pulling the dead scales away slowly while he caressed the new skin beneath. "What.." He whispered, his voice breaking through deep nervous gasps of breath. "Must I do?" He asked curiously. This area was far more sensitive an area than anywhere else, surely he couldn't proceed with the same amount of care as the rest of her body.

"Here..." She smoothed her hand over her belly and then down, cupping that part of her as her scales came away without his help. She winced a little as the scales came free from inside and his sensors caught her scent. Those scales were a little damp, revealing her own excitement. Now all that remained was her right leg and thigh. She exhaled an excited breath and she rubbed that tender place. He saw her moisture transfer to her finger. She presented it to him. "To make sure you like it... I don't want you to if you don't enjoy it..." Her lips were fuller, more ample, revealing purple, scale-less flesh inside.

He breathed in her scent, analyzing and memorizing the subtle, yet heavy, sweetness of her. He leaned forward, taking her wrist delicately in his hand. He held her hand before his mouth and slowly took her fingers into his mouth. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to savor the intoxicating flavor of her flesh. The likelihood of him not liking her flavor was nearly incalculable. If he had ever used his sense of taste before, the odds would not be so very high. However, because of his lack of history with the sense of taste, this being only the second thing he had ever experienced, he found the taste to be most enjoyable.

She licked her lips, hoping he liked it. He seemed to. She watched him, waiting, hoping. That bulge in his pants was for her, she knew it... She wanted to see it, to explore him as she was letting him explore her.

He moaned softly and pulled her fingers from his mouth. There was a thin trail of lubricant attaching them to his lips. He could not wait to taste her directly from the source. His 'heart' was racing, it amused him a little to find his body mimicking every action of a human's so perfectly. He released her wrist and moved back down to her apex. "Just... forgive me if I do anything wrong..." He said softly to her, he was worse than a virgin human as far as any of this was concerned. At least most human males fantasized about such things and weren't nearly as virginal as they seemed the first time. This entire situation was new to him... No matter how nervous and inexperienced he was, however, he was determined for it to be pleasant for her. "And...please, tell me what you want from me. Do not hold back."

"First..." She said softly. "Please remove the last of the scales from my leg." There was only the one left. "Then... maybe kiss me?"

His face flushed with embarrassment, of course she'd want the rest of the scales removed... He felt foolish now. He smiled up at her before taking a delicate hold of her other leg. "You will have to guide me on the kiss... I know only what the word, and the action means, but I know not how to do it."

"I'll show you what my people consider to be kissing." She told him. "You can run your fingers through my tendrils if you like..." There were scales there that needed to be removed also, but they were so much more sensitive than the rest of her.

"I would..." He whispered as he slid his hands along her leg, peeling away the last leg. "I would like to very much..." He told her, dipping his head to lick at her knee as once more the shedding got caught there. It was odd for it to get stuck in the same place, wasn't it?

"Mmm..." She moaned, dropping her head back as his tongue teased that sensitive place. It wasn't uncommon for it to stick there. Nor on her elbows or shoulders.

He pulled the skin free and ran his tongue down along her newly revealed scales. He started at her toes and slowly made his way back up her slender, smooth leg. She was going to show him how to kiss...all he had to do was get up to her lips.

"Oh George..." She sighed. "You're more skilled than you make yourself out to be..." She smiled up at him as he licked his way up to her. As he came to the top of her hip she moaned softly and managing to reach him now, ran her fingers through his hair.

He blushed and smiled up at her fondly. "I would like to learn more..." He told her before running his tongue along her belly. He found it interesting that she had no belly button, but then it made sense she would not. Being a reptile, she would've been born from an egg, which means she would not have an umbilical cord. He wished he would've been programed with the means necessary to not be so amateurish in this department, but truthfully, who would've foreseen a circumstance like this presenting itself to the robot? He didn't let it bother him, clearly what he was doing was enjoyable for her... He slowly moved up along her smooth belly, towards where he had seen those intriguing purple nipples earlier.

He felt her belly vibrate under his tongue as she moaned. "You seem to know plenty..." She told him. As he reached her chest he found her nipples quite erect. They seemed to swell outward from between the scales, parting them as they swelled. They were a mystery in themselves considering only mammals had breasts.

He paused when he came face to... well, when he came to her breasts. He watched the gentle throb of the pert little flesh for a moment before rubbing his tongue against it. He was intending to only be there for a moment, then continue up to her face to learn to kiss.

She gasped and her chest rose and fell as his tongue tasted that oddly sweet, soft delicate part of her. She whimpered and looked disappointed when he left the pert bud.

He reached his hand up and softly played with her nipple, it's texture was quite different from the rest of her flesh, it intrigued him quite a bit. When she whimpered, he looked down at her. "Would you like me to return to it?" He asked her, he had been hoping to kiss her now; but if she wanted, he would oblige her in whatever she asked.

She nodded. "But not yet..." Careful of her claws she cupped his face and brought him towards her mouth. She took his lips softly, just pressing hers to his. According to what little information he had on mating, this was rather quite like what humans did.

Knowing what it was, and experiencing it, were two entirely different things. The feel of her lips against his, sent surges like tiny electrical shocks coursing through his body. It was such a tender and intimate motion, but it seemed to set his entire body ablaze with sensations. He reached up and softly ran his hand along the slope of her neck. He pressed his body against hers as his fingers reached back and gently caressed her sensitive tendrils, removing the light, dead scales from them as he caressed.

"MMhuuuaah..." Her lips disengaged from his as his fingers caressed her tendrils. She shivered all over and took his wrist, but didn't make as if to stop him.

"Like this?" He asked her softly as he stroked her sensitive tendrils, slowly pulling the scales from them. He enjoyed the kiss, despite how brief it was.

"Uhhaa... yes..." She moaned, dropping her head back into his hand. She shivered again and he heard her frills hiss. Only the ones on her tail considering she was laying on the rest.

He stroked his fingers through her tendrils, enjoying the soft hissing her frills made, along with her quiet little moan. He leaned his face in and pressed his lips to hers once more. He wasn't sure of what to do from here, so he really needed for her to take the reigns...

Her arms closed around him and she kissed him in return. She began to give him small, but firm pecks, guiding him, smiling and moaning occasionally.

He slid his hands down along her sides, then closed them around her, lifting her slightly to do so. He held her in his powerful arms and kissed her. He took her lead and slowly began to work out what to do. He pulled her lower lip into his mouth and sucked on the sweet tender flesh, hoping it was alright to do...

If it wasn't she didn't make it known. She felt his hands on her sides and hooked her leg against his hip.

He gasped when she hooked her leg on his hip. He was pressed firmly against her now, his arousal throbbing through the thin layer of fabric that separated their bodies. He felt a bizarre yearning travel through him, wanting that wall to be gone...

She smiled. "I can feel you, George..." She whispered seductively.

He shuddered and blushed from ear to ear, pulling his head back to glance down at her. "Sh-should I move?"

She caressed his face, making sure he didn't pull back too much. "No..." She told him. "I like it... Can... can I see it?" He had explored her anatomy, but she'd only ever seen Roche shirtless. She didn't know what a human man looked like past the waist.

George could only assume he'd looked like a human man below the waist. He bit his bottom lip, then nodded. He swallowed and wondered how he was to reveal himself to her, if she wouldn't let him go...

She kissed him one last time and he felt her arms and legs fall away from him.

He was nervous when he leaned back and stood before her. He undid his belt, then slid his zipper downward. He wasn't sure if he should leave his shirt on or not, though he imagined he'd probably look ridiculous if he left it on. He decided, in the span of a second, to remove it as well. He pulled his shirt up over his head and dropped it to the side, then unbutton the final button of his trousers, and let the pants fall. He stepped from them and stood before her, his swollen length unconcealed by the most ridiculous article of clothing he'd come across, underwear. To him, it seemed entirely useless and he never understood the purpose of it before.

For the most part her people didn't even understand the purpose of clothing, so she had no reason to find his lack of undergarments odd. He was certainly interesting to behold and she sat up, her tail moving around behind her as she shifted in the bed. "It's... quite thick..." She whispered. "May I... touch it?" The length of his shaft was considerable, but Vidian males, while prehensile were also long. They weren't so thick though. Apparently the decision of his circularized length had been an ascetic choice. She would note the difference if she ever saw Roche, but for now she knew no different.

He reached down and softly caressed her cheek. "I... I'd let you do anything you want to it, Sojana..." He admitted, finding this realization to be most intriguing. His length bobbed slightly in the air, excited by the prospect of her hands upon it.

Her hands, with those deadly claws, could rip him open in seconds, but they were gentle and soft as she caressed his head. "So smooth..." She whispered. "And so hard..." She looked up at him. "Is it not prehensile?"

He shivered as she caressed him, and he shook his head slowly in response to her question. The sensations coursing through his body were making it extremely difficult to formulate an audible response to her query. "As... Ohhh..." His head twitched a little and he looked down at her. "As far as I know, it is not."

"I like it, nevertheless..." She said softly, caressing his shaft carefully. "Do you like this?"

His mouth hung slack and he moaned softly. His chest heaved tremendously as she caressed him. He gave her a slightly whimpering nod to respond, finding his vocal systems unable to reply.

She smiled. "You do..." Her long slender tongue emerged from her mouth and she tasted his very realistic synthetic skin.

He gasped and shuttered as her tongue moved along his skin. "Yes..." He whispered almost breathlessly.

She tasted him, feeling him with her tongue as a new born familiarizes themselves with everything. She watched him as she did, seeing that he enjoyed the sensation of her tongue along his skin.

His arm started to twitch as he felt her silken tongue run along his sensitive flesh. He felt as though he would end up replaying this day hundreds of thousands of times during his next recharge session. The sensations were extraordinary, he never would have thought it to be so intense...

She released him, easing back as she smiled up at him. "Do you want more, George?"

He trembled and looked down at her, his body aching for her touch. It was so much...so very much... He reached down and ran his fingers through her tendrils. Of course he wanted more, did he actually have to say the words?

Her eyes rolled and she gasped as his hand ran through her tendrils. "Oh George... I want you..."

"I... don't want to hurt you, Sojana." He said softly, chewing on his bottom lip. He had no idea if their people could even intermingle intimately... Her question as to whether he was prehensile worried him...

"I'm quite flexible..." She assured him. "I don't think you can hurt me."

"Then... h-how shall we continue?" He asked her nervously. He gently caressed one of her tendrils, rubbing it between his fingers and thumb.

Her eyes rolled and for a moment she forgot to answer his question. "Explore me..." She whispered. She turned her head and took his thumb into her mouth, gently biting. Her teeth could rip his hand to pieces, but he felt the gentle pricks of her sharp razor-like teeth. "With your tongue..." She said, releasing his thumb.

George moaned softly as she sucked on his thumb. The feel of the those razor sharp teeth sent chills along his spine. He knew that she could easily shred him, just as she had the steak earlier... But there was something incredibly arousing about the danger of her as well. He swallowed and licked his lips, amazed to find them noticeably dry. "Lay back..." He whispered softly, it felt strange to be the one issuing commands for a change.

She smiled and obeyed. The command was... acceptable, even enjoyable. Males were often a bit stern. Mating was a mutual compromise between mates, but theirs was still a male dominated society. She liked that little command in his voice and placed her hands at her sides, opening her legs so her tail had a place to go now that she were laying flat again. That little line of slightly different scales was more open now. He could see purple flesh within and she ached to feel his attention there.

He hovered over her, unsure really of where to even start... He climbed onto the bed, placing his knees to either side of her slender leg, careful to not put it down on her lovely tail. He ran his hands along her sides, then leaned down and kissed the curve of her neck. "Should I start at the top and w-work my way down?" He asked her nervously. She'd told him to explore her, did she mean entirely or just that one localized place?

"I would like that." She said, smiling. She caressed his cheek. She liked him, despite his pink skin and strange build. He was so sweet and eager.

His cheeks flushed lightly and he leaned his face against her hand. He kissed her neck tenderly, letting his tongue slip between his lips and softly feeling her smooth scales. She had a delightfully new flavor, and not just because the scales were new... His hands caressed her up and down her sides, almost trying to find a place to rest, but not really looking for one at the same time.

She moaned, loving his warm hands as they wandered over her body. She didn't know why she loved his hands so much. Perhaps for nonlethal quality, or that she had seen what exactly he could do with his hands. Without claws, he could bend steel and with her in his arms he was so exceedingly gentle.

The need to be so very gentle was strong within him. He was all too familiar with just how easily he could break her, even though she'd proven to be quite strong on her own. He ran his tongue along the length of her shoulder, starting from the base of her neck and moving slowly to the bend of her arm.

She sighed contentedly as he explored her, feeling his tongue (hot in comparison to his hands) venture down her smooth scaled arm. Her free hand wandered the locks of his hair and caressed his ear.

He shivered as her cool fingers caressed his ear. It sent chills down his back. He pressed his lips to the crook of her elbow and slowly made a circle with his tongue.

Her frills hissed as she moaned. "Oh George..." He felt her hand smooth down his back, claws carefully dragging along his skin. This was the best experiment she'd ever conducted.

His skin broke out with goosebumps as her dangerous claws dragged across his back. She sent chills up his back and made him moan sweetly as he suckled and licked the tender flesh of elbow.

She shivered again and her frills hissed as she whimpered a little moan. "Oh George... what... I didn't... know that could... feel like that..."

He paused, looking up at her as he licked along the inside of her elbow. "Should I continue, or would you like me to stop?" He asked carefully. She tasted so very wonderful, he wanted to continue, to move onward. But if she wanted him to stop here, he would.

"More..." She whispered. "I want more..." But rather than letting him continue with her elbow, she pulled him to her and kissed him deeply. She was careful of her teeth, but he felt her slender tongue invade his mouth.

"Mmph!" He moaned in shock, his eyebrows climbing up his forehead as he felt her tongue slip into his mouth. He melted somewhat against her, the tension of nervousness drifting away. He rubbed his tongue against hers, savorign the delightful new textures and flavors he was experiencing from it.

Her tongue was slick and almost rubbery in comparison to the bumpy little organ inside his mouth. Her's tangled with his, wrapping around and even tugging a little as she had his length. Her leg tucked up on his hip again and at the excitement of making love to him, her cloaca had swollen with blood. She still wanted his mouth there, but she couldn't help but taste and kiss him.

He couldn't help but move up against her as they kissed. His hardened, throbbing member pressed gently against her swollen cloaca. She'd asked him to explore her with his tongue, he would not take her before he'd done that, not that he even fully understood how to take her... He loved the feel of her tongue wrapped around and tugging on his own, it was an incredible experience for him. His hands slid down along her slender frame and rubbed her hips softly. He would continue to explore her, every inch of her body, but she had to release him first.

It came slowly, first the uncoiling of her tongue, then the caress of her hands away from his cheeks and to his shoulders instead. Her tongue slowly left his mouth, but her lips still kissed him. She was giving him leave to leave her and continue his explorations.

He pulled back from the kiss, a little reluctantly. He looked down at her, panting softly. He reached up and softly touched her lips. "That...was intriguing. I would very much so like to do more of that." He told her with a smile. "Later though." He added and stroked his hand along her side tenderly. He wanted to explore her again, as she had asked him to.

She nodded. "As much as you want... whenever you want..." She told him, breathing hard.

He smiled and dipped his head down to her breast. He took the firm little purple nipple between his lips and swirled its pert flesh with his tongue. It tasted incredibly sweet compared to the flavor of her scales. If this was what the expose purple flesh tasted like...he couldn't wait to move further south.

She gasped when he took her nipple into his mouth and her back arched a little as her frills shivered. She loved his mouth, his hands... She was a young Vidian and her experience with males was rather limited, but so far she preferred humans, or rather whatever he was. That he was an artificial life form wasn't exactly something she understood.

He rolled the pert little flesh with his tongue, enjoying the feel of it. He caressed her sides and reached up, rubbing her other nipple with his fingers. He throbbed against her exposed flesh and slowly thrust his hips up against her, sliding his length along her.

She gasped again and he felt her shiver. His length caressed her and she hardened with excitement beneath him. Out of the hood of her cloaca emerged a hard little growth that made her moan as he slaked along it.

He gazed up at her from her breast and swirled his tongue about her nipple. He caressed her body with his hands, letting them slowly slide all over her. He pulled her pert flesh with his lips and let it pop from them with a small smile. He was delighted by the soft popping sound. He pressed his lips to the space between her breasts and slowly moved downward, slaking his tongue along her smooth fresh scales.

She was panting and almost squirming beneath him as he descended down her belly. The scales along her belly were paler and more purple than the darker gray of the rest of her. Her palms and wrists were the same, but her breasts were still dark, the lighter color starting between them and stretching all the way down to almost the tip of her tail.

His hands roamed up and down her sides as he kissed and licked his way down her belly. He paused at her waistline and tenderly kissed just above the apex of her long slender legs. He was so close, he could feel the heat rising from her purple swollen flesh. He gazed up at her, wanting her permission before continuing.

He could see the definition of her cloaca now. There was a slight resemblance to human female genitalia, but her labia majora were firm and the outside covered in scales. She had no labia minor to speak of, the tender flesh inside was hot and purple, swollen and visibly moist. At the apex of the slit was an almost cashew-like shape of swollen flesh that was darker than the flesh inside her lips. It was hard and shined under the light of her lamps. Heat baked off of her and his answer came in her question, "Why did you stop!?" as she panted and squirmed beneath him.

"I.. did not want to proceed without permission." He admitted, running his hands along her smooth thighs. This was an extremely intimate act, and he did not want to begin without her express permission. He blushed slightly, beginning to understand how the heat in his face was connected to his internal emotions. He kissed just above her apex and looked at her, waiting for her approval.

"You have it!" She said in earnest. "By Han, George, you have it..." Who Han was and why she had just sworn by him was a mystery, but it was obvious she wanted him to keep going.

He would have to ask her who Han was later. It sounded as though he may be some sort of deity. He smiled and closed his eyes as he dipped down and slid his tongue along her moist opening. He felt his body grow hotter as he tasted her delicate flavor

She was sweet, sweeter than the flavor of her scales. As if her body could really produce honey, her flavor spread over his tongue as he tasted her. Her eyes rolled and she groaned. Her frills hissed as they shook.

He delighted in the sounds that her body made as he licked her. Feeling her warmth spread over his tongue urged him forward. He lifted her hips slightly and drove his tongue down into her heat. He moaned against her and rubbed his upper lip against the firm little bud there.

"Ahh..." She bit her lip, shivering a little. "Oh George..." She arched her back, wanting more, wanting to be bathed by his tongue.

He ran his tongue up along her moist slit and swirled it about the cashew shaped bulb. He softly applied his lips to it and sucked the tender flesh into his mouth. Her flavor was one he would never be able to forget, nor would he ever want to. He wanted to taste more, he didn't want to stop.

Her back arched suddenly when he took her engorged bud into his mouth. It didn't perfectly keep it's shape. It uncurled as he drew on it, but he could feel it trying to curl back against the inside of his mouth. Her tail suddenly stiffened and her frills hissed loudly.

He pressed his tongue against the underside, keeping it from curling back. He sucked on the sweet bit of flesh, as he rubbed his tongue against it. He gently tugged on it with his lips, moving his head back and forth along its small length, hoping that it felt good for her.

It must have because she cried out a short almost chirp-like sound and suddenly went silent save for the hissing of her vibrating frills. The sound wasn't as loud as it could be since she was laying on most of them. She was stiff, shaking, she had punctured the mattress and sheets with her feet as she held onto the bed frame with those deadly looking talons.

He glanced up at her as she grew silent. His tongue curled about the extended bit of hard flesh and tugged on it softly. He hoped that her silence was a good sign, given her body's shaking, he was rather confident that he was doing a nice job at it.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and all three eyelids fluttered, sort of clicking with the hiss of her frills. The covers shredded under her nails and her cloaca convulsed beneath his mouth.

He hadn't realized she had three sets of eyelids until they all fluttered before him as he pleasured her. He lifted her hips, setting her legs upon his shoulders as he dipped his tongue down into her, letting it slide down from her engorged clitoris and then inside.

Her legs tightened around his head and she tried to curl up into a ball. She suddenly cried out, her voice sounding multi-tonal as she came in his arms.

He slid his hands underneath her, lifting her up and holding her to his face. He buried his tongue within her, his lips pressing flush against her warm flesh. He was astounded by the cries she made, but even more so by the delicious fluid that rushed to his zealous tongue.

Had he not been the one doing this to her, her cries could easily be mistaken for murderous cries of agony. Her frills shook, her body jerked and all of a sudden a violent convulsion tore her from his grasp. She must have pushed him or simply just contorted away from him, because she was on her belly, frills shaking like mad and making a much louder sound now that her back was exposed. She continued to cry out and she shredded the bedding as she clawed for purchase, convulsing and writhing with no control what so ever.

He watched her with a mix of shock and worry. He licked his lips and brought a hand up to rub his jaw. He'd have to try and remember to do an overhaul of his jaw mechanisms, they seemed a little sore just now. He reached his other hand out and ran it along her slender leg. "Are you alright, Sojana??" He asked in worry that he might've harmed her accidentally...

She snatched his wrist. "D-don't..." She groaned, shaking still. "I... I'm fine..." She groaned again. "B... better than f-fine..." She smiled a little, unable to stop.

He let her hold onto him, afraid to try and take his arm back. He wanted to continue, to taste her delectable body more and more... He whimpered slightly as he watched her shake, and listened to her groan. He enjoyed the motions and the sounds, and wanted to grant her even more, if she'd let him.

She held him for several long moments longer before finally releasing his wrist. She ran her hand through her frills. "God, George... I... I've never... that was... that was the best I've ever had..."

George took his arm back and looked down at it, wondering if perhaps she'd scratched through his epidermal layer. He was relieved to see that she had only managed to grip him. "Thank you?" He asked, wondering if that was the correct reply to such a statement.

"You are very welcome..." She sighed, seemingly recovered. "Would you like to be inside me?"

"Inside?" He asked a little naively. He felt embarrassed for asking, but he really did not entirely understand. Was he not just inside of her? Was she asking him to repeat that act? If she was, he most certainly would like to.

Her tail lolled to the side and caressed that hard shaft of his. "With this..." She whispered, hoping he wanted it as much as she did.

He gasped as he felt something excrete from his tip as her tail caressed his length. He looked down and felt heat rush to his cheeks again. He may not understand what was happening, but his body was surely programmed to know what that meant. He looked at her swollen, moist cloaca and swallowed. "I'm sorry if I sound foolish..." He apologized to her, he knew she must not find it very attractive to have to explain everything.

"Not at all..." She said. "I know you're a virgin... It's alright."

He reached forward and ran his hand along the underside of her tail. "I would very much like to..." He said softly, wondering what the sensations could possibly feel like...

"GHnnn..." She rolled her eyes with a groan as he caressed her tail. "Please..." She said and slipped onto her knees, lifting her tail for him. She was "presenting" herself, inviting him into her.

He moved up to her, placing his shaking hands upon her hips. He caressed her tenderly as he positioned his engorged length to her moist entrance. He swallowed and carefully pushed forward.

"Oh George..." She sighed, feeling that broad head of his beginning to pass into her. "You're... you're thicker by far than what I'm used to... take care."

He stopped the moment she spoke. Worry flooded his body, making him look passed the sensations he was receiving from his tip. "I shall endeavor to not harm you..." He promised her. He took great care to ensure that fact, proceeding slowly. A moan escaped his lips as his head pushed past her opening and inside of her surprisingly hot orifice.

Her eyelids clicked and her frills rose. "Oh..." She sighed and already lowered herself onto her forearms. This was going to take some getting used to. Though she had only ever been with Drogo a few times (premarital sex was frowned upon but not heard of) Vidian males were two, sometimes three feet long, but they were not so thick. George was extraordinarily well endowed and already it taxed her body to accept him. The muscles which encircled him were among the few that Vidian's just couldn't really manipulate. She did what she could, relaxing and letting her pelvis spread just a bit. Still he caused her frills to shake when his head passed completely into her.

He could feel her undulating around his thick length as he steadily thrust deeper within her tight embrace. He'd never felt something so incredible in all his short life. He felt a warm liquid dribble from the head of his length, spreading down around his length as he pushed into her. It was some form of natural lubrication, and he was glad for its existence, as she was remarkably tight around him. He was afraid that he may just tear her sensitive skin and he held himself there, a third of the way inside of her.

Her tail curled over her back as he spread her open with his length. She was glad for the respite, but still lay, nearly panting beneath him. "H... how much further?" She asked, unable to believe she could feel this way with another species.

He moaned softly and ran his hands along her hips. He slid one up along the underside of her tail before answering her. "I am only about a third of my length inside. Should I stop?" He asked, hoping he wasn't hurting her, but he had a great desire to see her tight body take it all.

She shuddered when he caressed her tail. Her frills shook lightly and he felt a mild vibration run up the ridge of his length. "No..." She whispered. "I want it all..."

He shivered as he felt that vibration along his shaft. "Oh..." He said softly, moaning gently. He took the vibration as a good sign and continued to caress her tail. "Shall I hold here a moment? Or would you prefer to get it all at once?"

"No." She said a little hastily. "Wait... just a moment..."

His hand stroked her tail, running down along its smooth length as he held himself there. He would give her however long she needed. It allowed his systems enough time to process the wide range of sensations surging through him. He could feel their hearts beating as one at the place where their bodies met.

"Ohhh ghnn..." Her frills shook again as he stroked her tail. That vibration seemed to travel through her entire body, into his.

He ran his hand along her tail, enjoying the smooth feel of the scales. The vibrations coursing through her body, brought a moan to his lips. Again, he was racked by the want to feel her around his entire length. He slid his hands from her tail and caressed her hips delicately. He wanted to move deeper within her, but would not do so without her approval.

She groaned and shivered again as he stroked her tail. "More... George... more..."

He held onto her hips and complied with her sweetly sounding request. He pushed his hips forward, groaning at her tightness as he slowly moved his thick length deeper into her.

She dropped her head to the bed, groaning. He was so big... Drogo had been perfect, perfect but George overfilled her so wonderfully that her frills shook with each inch he gave her.

George didn't think he would be very fond of being compared to her former lover. He did wonder if he was worthy of comparison to him, though he had no idea how to brooch the subject with her. He pulled his length back slightly before thrusting further inside, moaning at the feel of her warm, moist body taking him in. He throbbed within her embrace, more of the lubricant seeping from his tip, making his way easier on them both.

"Ghnnn..." She groaned, biting her lip again. "George..." She sighed his name. "You're so big..."

He made it past the halfway mark, their hips tantalizing close now. He paused, letting her adjust again. His hand once more moved to caress the underside of her tail. He was unsure of everything he was doing, but he felt compelled to proceed further. He wanted to press his hips to hers, feel her fully wrapped about his length. He couldn't explain where the idea was coming from, perhaps he had been programmed, discreetly, to know what to do in these circumstances.

He certainly didn't seem like he didn't know what he was doing. Even being completely different species, he made love like he'd done it before.

He leaned down over her and pressed his lips to the space between her shoulders. His tongue sneaked out and ran lightly along the subtle curve of her. His hand continued to softly caress her tail as well. He would hold here until she told him to proceed, but that didn't mean he had to be idle the whole time.

"More..." She begged softly. Her tail curled around him a little. They were almost there, just a little more.

His tongue moved up and he took one of her tendrils into his mouth. He suckled the sweet little bit of flesh as he thrust the remainder of his length into her tight, hot body.

Her eyes snapped open and he felt her tunnel clinch around him. "Uah!" She groaned as he sucked on her tendril. The rest curled and a shiver ran down her spine, shaking her frills.

Fearing he'd done something wrong, he paused, holding her sensitive tendril with his lips. The feel of her tighten around him caused a moan to escape him, traveling down along the bit of her in his mouth. He was deeply satisfied by the sensation of her entirely around his length. He ran his tongue along her tendril and released it reluctantly. "Have I done something wrong?" He asked her, wanting to know what he should do.

"No..." She breathed. "Not at all... George... you're doing everything right..."

He smiled, feeling the heat rush to his cheeks again, then took her tendril once more. He slowly pulled his length back from her, gasping softly against her warm tendril. When he thrust back inside of her, he sucked her tendril into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.

She cried out again, her body shivering as he began to make love to her. He was too big, but she liked that. It made up for his lack of length, though he was exceedingly well endowed for a human.

He tugged on the little tendril, sucking on it as he slowly moved his length back and forth through her tight body. He had no idea if he was doing this right, but something deep down inside felt like he was.

She dropped her head, causing his lips to pop off the tendril as she shivered. "Oh gahh..." She moaned, feeling that wide, thick girth sliding through her. She lowered herself to the bed till her shoulders were flat, her cheek pressed against the covers

He straightened up, sliding his hands along her smooth sides. The motion causing him to thrust deeper into her. His hands settled onto her hips and he held her as he slowly set a rhythm.

"Ghnnn...." She groaned, her frills rising on end as he made love to her. She pushed back against him, his body punctuating deep inside her.

He moaned deeply, the sound reverberating out from his chest. He made deep, slow love to her, caressing her sides as he thrust into her. He wasn't sure how long this was meant to go on. He had no data on the subject, he didn't know when he would know it was complete. He'd assumed that eventually the male would loose his seed into the female, but in this circumstance, he had no seed to give. Would they simply make love until she couldn't take it any longer? Did she even have a stopping point? He knew very little about her species, perhaps they could not physically stop until the act was complete?

She didn't know anything about his species either,but if this was as good as making love to him got, she'd still want to do it all the time. She groaned as that large shaft took her again and again. "George... I want to roll over... I want to see you..."

George looked down at her and held onto her hips as he pulled out of her. He let out a shuddering moan and then a gasp as the air gently graced his moist skin. It caused a shiver to erupt along his skin. He slid his hands up along the underside of her tail, rubbing the smooth scales tenderly.

"Ha-ahhh!" She shivered, but almost giggled as she spun onto her back to get away from him. Her cloaca was swollen and soaked with clear honey. Hungrily she reached for him, wanting to kiss and hold him as they made love.

He leaned down, letting her wrap her arms about his neck. He, in turn, clsoed his arms her waist. He lifted her up slightly and pressed his length to her entrance again. As much as his body demanded that he just take her, he could not bring himself to be so bold. He kissed her lips sweetly, his tongue sliding along her smooth lips for a moment.

She gave him her tongue and lavished his lips as he lavished hers. Her tail curled up between her legs and his, cupping his back and caressing him. She pulled him to her, trying to take him.

He moaned softly as her long tongue lavished his lips. He opened his mouth and slowly pulled the smooth muscle inside, running his tongue along it. When her tail pulled him closer to her, he slowly pushed his length inside. He wouldn't force his full girth on her in a single thrust. At least not yet, somehow he knew that he would be able to do that later

She groaned as he began to take her again. Their former position was the most common for her kind, but this one... She always liked this one. She could hold him, touch him, his testicles, which were internal for the males of her species, brushed that tender part of her tail and she moaned as his hips neared hers.

As he slowly entered her, he moaned. She was still tight, but this position was far easier for him. Their bodies flushed against one another and he pulled her up into a hungry kiss. He throbbed within her, his testicles resting softly against the sensitive scales of her tail.

She moaned into his mouth. He was better suited for this position. She should have taken him like this to begin with. She lifted her knees, feeling him sink deeper and she groaned as he filled parts of her he'd not filled yet. He might not be as long as the males of her species, but he made up for that in honest girth. She relaxed her pelvis again and gave him another inch.

He let out a deep groan of pleasure as he sank down into her even further. He never could have formulated that sex could feel so very incredible... He pushed his hips against her and held there, wrapping his arms about her tighter. He did not want their time together to ever come to an end. She'd taught him so very much in such a short time.

"Oh George..." She moaned, feeling every inch of him. "You... this is wonderful..." She smiled. "Not bad for an interspecies relationship..."

"Surely..." He moaned, panting softly, "Surely there's more...to a relationship than just this...Sojana." He thrust down into her, lovign the feel of her body clenching about his length.

"Oh there is..." She said, caressing his cheek. "And I look forward to teaching you all about it."

He leaned into her caress and smiled as he set a slow rhythm, driving his full length deep down inside of her, then pulling it back slowly until all but the head was out. He repeated the motion several times before discovering the rhythm that he chose to set. He hoped she enjoyed the slowness of it as much as he did, it gave him enough time to process all the sensations her body was stimulating along his overly sensitive length.

If she didn't like it, she gave no indication. Her moans were sweet and deep and she held him against her with her tail, encouraging those deepest of strokes.

The feel of her tail around his waist was an exhilarating sensation. He continued the slow rhythmic thrusts, punctuating them with an upward push that applied pressure along her upper wall.

She moaned, but he was searching for a g-spot, something that wasn't in the same place for her. She didn't want to discourage him but she whispered, "Down, George..." She begged. "Not up."

"Sorry..." He mumbled in return. His body had begun to work on what could only call instinct, but he had no realized that he had instincts. He shifted slightly and when he plunged down into her, he aimed his member toward the opposite wall, hoping to find purchase as per her instruction.

Her eyes snapped opened and she gasped. He felt something there, something like those tendrils on the back of her head, but these were smoother, more sensitive. Of course his length wasn't exactly a very tactile organ, but he certainly felt something and they squirmed against his head as he found what she wanted him to search for.

He gasped softly as he felt the odd sensation along his length. He paused, holding his throbbing mass against those strange feelings. His mouth hung open slightly and he looked down at her. "Wha..what is that?"

She smiled, biting her lip. "Do you like it?" She asked. "I can stop..."

He felt his length twitch as the sensations continued. He shook his head, dipping down over her and kissing her sweetly upon the lips. "It is... very pleasurable." He confirmed and started his rhythm once more.

She smiled and when she felt him move, she moaned deeply. "Oh George..." That seemed to be the only thing she could say.

"Sojana..." He moaned for her as the speed of his thrusts increased. His large heavy testicles slapping gently against her at the apex of each thrust. His hands tightened on her hips and he looked down at her with a startled expression. His body shuddered from his hips, all the way up his spine. "Som-something's happening..." He told her as the shudder made his rhythm falter.

"You're going to cum..." She told him, moaning. "So am I... harder... I want more..." She arched her spine, feeling him find that place inside her each time.

"I'm going to cum..." He repeated, thrusting down into her harder, faster. He wasn't sure what was going to happen when he did, but he certainly didn't want to miss it...

Her moans became higher, faster, more heavy. She held him to her tightly and told him, "You... may have to... to hold me down..." If her reaction earlier when he had made her cum was any indication, he certainly would have to hold her down.

He slid his hands up from her hips and took a tentative hold of her sides. He exerted a little more of his strength and held her down on the cot. He could feel something building up as he thrust into her, his length swelling even more within her tightening embrace. His breathing increased and a slight tremor broke out along his body.

"Uha... haaa.... ghnn!" She must have felt it too because those little things inside her that tantalized his cock, suddenly seemed to grow tighter and more eager. Her back arched and she released his, not wanting to shred his synthetic skin if she gripped too hard. She clinched her fists in the bedding, readying herself.

He missed her touch incredibly as she took hold of the bed instead. He could've repaired himself if she'd shredded any of his epidermal layers. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, hungry for her touch as he thrust deep down into her. The feel of the tendrils along his length caused him to moan into the kiss and his length erupted in pleasure, flooding a warm, slick fluid into her deepest recesses.

She gasped and cried out, feeling that warmth spread through her. She began to buck, almost violently.

He held her down, as she'd instructed, not letting her escape him as she bucked. He moaned, closing his lips over hers and pulling it into his mouth and suckling it sweetly. He continued to thrust deep into her, the warm fluid making his way even easier. His length swelled further as her body pulled him in. Despite the pleasures erupting up along his sensory system, he continued to thrust into her, wanting for her to feel the same extent of pleasure.

She cried out, shredding the sheets as she writhed and convulsed beneath him. Her body suddenly tightened around him, making it very hard to pull out.

He groaned as she tightened so thoroughly around him. He wanted to pull back, but was pleasantly amazed by the fact that, even with all his strength, he could not.

She seemed to almost suck him into her, refusing to let him go. He could feel the tickle of her tendrils, spasming and wriggling around him.

He crooned softly, his body trembled and he panted as she clung to him. The sensations were driving him mad, overloading his processors. He did not want it to end though, regardless of the dangers to his central processor.

That hissing sound seemed to come from every pore of her body as she tensed, spine arching, seemingly unable to relax at all.

He clung to her, holding her hips in place. Despite the overwhelming sensations surging through him, he continued to drive his length into her spasming and arching body. He delighted in the hissing sound, fully understanding now the reason behind such beautiful music.

Her spine coiled in ward and she closed in around him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and neck. She closed her legs around his waist and her tail cupped him against her. She was shaking again, her forehead pressed against his shoulder. "G-G..... George... you... you h-have to sss-top..."

"SS-stop? Are you sure?" He asked her, his voice breathless. He didn't want to stop, but he could understand entirely the need to. He was approaching sensory blackout from all the information he was trying to process. If he didn't stop, he was certain that he'd go unconscious. He could only extrapolate as to how she would feel under these circumstances.

"I... I can't..." She whispered. She was feeling very much like he was at the moment, like blackout was eminent, only she didn't have backup units to take care of a reboot. When she went, it would be for a while.

He relented and slowed his thrusts to a stop. Remarkably, he was still hard as she pulsed around him. The fluid seemed to have stopped from his tip, but he did not remove his length from her. He panted softly as he looked down at her, his hands loosening on her waist as he began to caress her, rather than hold her down.

She began to jerk when his hands caressed her. She caught them in her weak grip. "S-s-top..." She shuddered. "Too much..."

He looked down at her a bit sadly and stopped. He leaned down, letting her hold onto his wrists, and kissed her sweetly upon the lips. He was still buried within her constricting and tantalizing embrace, unwilling to part ways with her just yet.

She kissed him in return and her body finally relaxed. She still held him like a vice, but she was no longer on the verge of passing out.

He broke from her lips with a moan and took a deep breath. "That was incredible..." He told her with a wide smile.

She smiled. "I'm... not very experienced... but that was the best I've ever had..."

"You've more experience than I have, Sojana." He told her with a grin. He at least had experience now... and it was incredible.

"I can't imagine what it will be like now that you know what you're doing..." She told him.

"I suppose that it would get better each time?" He offered her with an arched brow. He looked down at her and couldn't help but wonder if they should uncouple now

"I can't survive it if it's better every time" She said with a smile.

"Would it not become boring if it were the same each time?" He asked her curiously. He was certainly capable of making it the exact same each time, if she really wanted it that way.

"Stop thinking about it, George..." She smiled. "Relax... enjoy the afterglow..."

"The afterglow?" He asked her curiously, not understanding what the radiance remaining in the sky after the sun set had to do with what they'd just done.

"This..." She told him. "The afterward. Relax and lay with me."

"Should...should I pull out, then?" He asked her softly.

"Carefully." She said. "Slow."

He nodded and gently started to pull his length from her. She still pulled at him, almost as if she didn't want him to really leave her body.

She bit her lip, stiffening as he began to withdraw from her.

With a sigh of contentment, he pulled his length free and fell gently against her. He panted softly, caressing her sides gently and smiling at her.

"Are you sure you've never done that before?" She asked, curling up beside him as if needing to stay warm. She had only half the lights she used to have, it was more her wanting to be close to him than it was actually being cold.

He wrapped an arm about her waist and pulled her against him. "There may be some residual memories in this body. We were told that it was an empty slate, but each body on Altair is created by technologically 'cloning' a real person... So it may be possible that the body recalls some muscle memory."

"You mean you may have been someone else before?" She asked, slowly learning how to decipher his techno speak.

"At one time there may have been someone with this physical appearance." He offered with a shrug. "But my personality was written by doctors at Star Gate Command. As far as I am aware, the original possessor of this appearance died thousands of years ago with the rest of the inhabitants of Altair."

"I'm sorry..." She said softly.

He looked at her curiously. "There is nothing to be sorry for, Sojana."

"You lost who you used to be." She said. "That's very sad..."

"Perhaps if I ever knew what I had lost, I would know how sad it was." He replied quietly. It never really bothered him before.

She kissed his chest. If he couldn't mourn for what he lost maybe it wasn't such a big deal after all. Still, it seemed strange to her.

She made him think about a lot of things, and they'd only just met... He would have to remember to ask them back at the SGC about his origins. He knew only what they had permitted in his memory banks, surely there was bound to be more though. He was greatly intrigued by the prospects now...

"Do you sleep, George?" She asked. She hadn't remembered ever hearing that he was still asleep, or was tired and had gone to bed.

"I recharge." He replied, glancing down at her. She was so curious about him, about as curious as he was of her. "Depending on the exertions of the day, my recharge cycle typically only takes about 5 hours to complete."

"Well I sleep." She said. "Do you mind if I do? Will you stay with me?"

"I would stay with you until you sent me away..." He told her determinately.

She smiled. "I like that..." She said. She kissed him and lowered her head to his chest.

He closed his arms around her and smiled. He found it extremely pleasing to hold her in this manner.

(and they lived happily ever after?)