Private Negotiations

	Ashkar Behek, otherwise translated to Raven Beak, strolled down the corridor. His talons clicked along the metal, long legs easily eating ground while the Zebesian guards scurried to keep pace. A tugging at his beak went unnoticed under his helmet, adorned with horned and fan ornaments. His silver armor gleamed in the light, cape and ribbons billowing behind and to the side of him respectively. His one arm free easily flexing his fingers, taloned as well, while the other was hidden within his powerful arm canon. Truly a weapon fit for a superior race such as the Chozo. Which begged the question, why was he even here if he was such a magnificent warrior? The answer was simply a name; Ridley.
	Ridley sat upon his commander’s chair, one set of claws drumming the arm while the other held his head up under his muzzle. His head jut out from the back, spikes like ears forming on the side and horns above his lidded yellow eyes. A sigh escaped his long, crooked neck as the pirate commander ruffled his wings. HIs tail lightly beat against the floor, a low clang issued from the bladed spade. The purple alien sat without a stitch on, natural armor enough in his mind. Waiting was never one of his strong suits, unless it had reason and this felt like it didn’t have reason. Once again, the insufferable chozo was returning to have another go at discussing the future between them. Diplomacy was suppose to be give and take and Ridley felt it was not going as planned.
	The avian warrior stopped outside the main doors, his gaze fixed ahead as he took in the sights with his peripheral. It was staggering how…underwhelming it felt compared to his own ship, even the small one man transport he had brought here. Yet it was the pride of Ridley’s group. He supposed there was only so much a pirate would be able to scrounge up. As the insectoid escorts approached and likely would have gone through the motions to open the large door, Raven Beak already had used his power suit to hack the system and proceed with the process of opening the door. With a hiss, the Zebesian’s jumped and looked at the chozo as he strode forward into the open commander’s deck.
	The low hiss of a door opening brought Ridley’s attention to the present, having been off in his own mind. With practiced ease, he perked up, even if it was genuine interest. He watched as the chozo warlord strode confidently into the deck, his near-useless underlings scurrying after. Hmmm, perhaps he should be kinder to his crew, at least in his head. The silver plated avian stopped short of the steps leading to the command deck proper. Likely the only sign of respect the purple alien would get. The deep, metallic voice the emitted from that helmet spoke only the one word. “Ridley.” A tingle went down the pirate commander’s spine.
	Having arrived on the bridge and spoken the name, Raven Beak was already wearing his patience thin. He despised all of the diplomacy needed to interact with the pirate’s at all. After initially demanding their surrender and the light war between them that lead to a ceasefire for both sides, it was taxing to say the least to constantly come to their ship for negotiations. Especially after their last meeting on world, though that had been a stipulation. Nothing more than a sparring match, an assessment of prowess. It had been a long while since the avian had a proper one, completely nude like Ridley was now in fact. It had been…enlightening. Finding someone who could even make him feel fatigued in battle like that one on one outside other chozo warriors? Rare. He’d rather keep him close than anything else.
	The small war of attrition between the two was settled when the purple alien simply growled low. “What do you want, Raven Beak?” While the pirate commander stared at the avian’s sleek armor, his mind turned back to their previous encounter. Seeing what all laid underneath left a stirring inside of Ridley, one he hadn’t felt often. Akin to bloodlust, though without the blood and much urge to mate. Already the desires were there, repressed to keep ‘modesty’ for the time being.
	The chozo stood there for a time, his red eyes boring into the purple alien. As loathe as he was to even discuss this, it was evident that he should at least attempt this negotiation. “I propose an alliance between my tribe and your fleet.” While all the chozo warriors he had were second to none, they were still much fewer than the massive hordes at Ridley’s command. No matter how well trained, a one man army would fall to numbers.
	Now the pirate commander was truly intrigued. Standing, he slowly descended to the bottom to peer down at Raven Beak. While the avian was slightly shorter, Ridley was no fool and knew that the chozo was on equal footing as he. Still, he wouldn’t back down and stood in silence for a few moments like the avian had before. “Let us go to my chambers. We’ll discuss this in private.” The purple alien padded away, his claws clicking out of rhythm with the pair that followed behind him. Oh yes, he had a plan, a good one if he said so himself, grinning.
	Raven Beak was slightly put off with the change of locale. A simple exchange of words would have sufficed, yet now he followed after the pirate commander like one of his warriors. He was now glad he came alone. Would he have felt shame or anger if there had been anyone to see? It did not matter, he told himself as the chozo warrior was lead into a new room. His eyes quickly swept the area, noting a rather big bed, terminal and other things to living on a spaceship. The avian’s gaze flicked back to Ridley, as he strolled forward and turned to face him. “Get comfy, that armor must be stifling.” Those words came from the pirate and Raven Beak’s eyes narrowed before he complied.
	The purple alien’s eyes lidded as the armor slowly broke away, dematerializing before his very eyes. The helmet went first, revealing an albino raven, eyes gleaming red and beak a gray to the off white of the leathery like skin. Beneath the armor itself, the chozo warrior was completely…covered in a suit. Made from some stretching material, it was white and black and hugged every inch of the avian’s frame. Not what Ridley wanted but enticing all the same. Those wicked claws on his fingers and toes were visible now, digigrade legs keeping him upright. Still…he wanted more. “All the way, Raven.”
	Raven Beak hissed. “Do not call me that!” His tone was icy as he glared at Ridley. The bemused smirk was still there as the pirate commander gestured with a finger to proceed. Gritting his beak, the chozo dismissed his power suit as well, the material fading away to be called upon later easily. Once it was gone, he heard the purple alien hum. Equal footing, a good negotiation tactic. Raven Beak could not begrudge Ridley for that strategy. Still. “About the alliance. What would your terms be?“
	Ridley pondered that question. “I can tell you now; I will not be subordinate.” The pirate commander crossed his arms as his wings rustled and tail lazily curled. “We would be equals in all things. Planning, heists, all of it. No secrets.” He let his arms drop as he met the anger filled eyes of the chozo. “I also need to know more about your people and their fighting habits. Knowledge is power.” The avian crossed his own arms over his dark gray feathered chest. The purple alien took note that the feathers were small and only coated to neck, elbows and knees. He was on his way to getting what he really wanted. “I also have a proposition of my own for you, Raven Beak.”
	By now Raven Beak was grinding his beak together. Reasonable demands all around, yet it irked him that he was submitting himself to them. He was leader for a damn reason! Still…”And will this proposition change anything about our alliance?” He hissed the last bit, already disliking where this was heading. He watched as Ridley’s tongue came out, licking over lips and teeth. A shudder ran through him, an instinct even he was not immune to. It was unpleasant to see that with the threat of more hanging about them.
	The pirate commander let his tongue moisten his muzzle before chuckling at the tensing of the avian. How easily he was pulling the strings. The chozo were no fools, his numbers vastly superior to their dwindling ones. “Change alliance? No, keep to my terms and fair share and we’re done. The proposition is more personal.” The purple alien’s eyes roamed the other, who crossed his arms in defiance. “If we are to be equals it should be in all things.” Ridley rose a clawed finger to drag along his own chest downwards. “Including sex.” The claw ran over his genital slit, making him shiver in arousal. He was horny.
	The avian warrior crossed his arms at the pointed gazing of the pirate commander. As much as he seethed beneath his skin, feathers ruffling in aviation, Raven Beak was no fool. He’d accept those terms. Watching the claw wander downwards, he was curious where Ridley was going before the word sex caught in his head. Eyes jerking up after seeing it on the slit, his beak parted in slight shock. He had never even thought of such a thing with the pirate, though now his eyes roamed over him in a different light. He was not…unpleasing to look at. His beak clicked shut as he recognized he was more shook by having someone want to stand equal than actually mating with Ridley. His gaze shifted as he considered this new development.
	The smile on the purple alien’s muzzle grew slightly wider, his claw continuing to tease his slit. The desire, the need, was there and he watched as the chozo looked him over. The beak clicked shut before said avian looked off to the side, clearly thinking over things. Ridley’s own eyes devoured the smaller form, loving to see every inch of that body. The gaze did center on the darker, thicker looking feathers at the groin though. Raven Beak turned his beak back to him, sighing, a hand going immediately to that patch of feathers and rubbing. “Very well, I agree.”
	The pirate was beyond pleased, taking the few steps that separated them, his free claw moving to raise the chozo’s beak to stare down at him. His other batted away Raven Beak’s hand and replaced it with a callous grab at the crotch, rubbing his hand along the pubes to stimulate the other. The gasp was what he wanted as Ridley drove his muzzle down and shoved his tongue into the avian’s maw. The surprised chozo was helpless as he explored the sweet taste of his next conquest.
	Raven Beak was taken aback when the purple alien approached and forced his beak up to stare at him. The surprise at the scaled hand rubbing his slit made him gasp and the tongue wiggling in his beak was strange. It had been a long while since he’d done anything even remotely foreplay like. Still, he wouldn’t be outdone by a lowly pirate! His hands came up, one running over the barrel chest of Ridley while the other teased the opening and skin around the slit, trailing over the raised scale bush. His tongue forced itself on and over the purple alien’s, a hum coming from above as the avian shoved their tongues into the commander’s muzzle. The taste was definitely masculine and the sharp teeth he toyed with sent shivers down his spine. His arousal pushed itself out of his groin, standing proud as the other’s hand loosely grasped it and tugged on it.
	Ridley rumbled deep in his chest as those hands worked over his body, easily responding to the ministrations. His cock poured from its hiding place, into the awaiting fingers of the chozo warrior, though he was more intrigued by the tongue forced into his muzzle. He suckled on it while it explored, batting it with his own appendage. They both fought for dominance, neither backing down as the pirate stroked the avian’s dick. It felt so different, yet similar. There were so many ridges as he stroked up the shaft, lightly palming the tapered tip and getting a groan for his efforts. A rumble emitted from his own chest as Raven Beak eased along his own length, feeling the hand rub his chest more as he pulled out of their make out.
	The chozo ran his fingers along the purple alien’s dick, feeling all the ways it differed to his own. It was easier to wrap his fingers around, meaning less thick but it made up for it in length as he felt along it. A couple of ridges along the cock, a more pronouced ‘head’ than his own but still a tapered tip. He would never admit it, but the avian was craving this more than he had ever before. It had been a long time, he told himself, nothing more than that. The saliva string connecting their mouths drooped and snapped as Ridley pulled away. Then the pirate commander turned and padded his way over to a drawer, though Raven Beak’s eyes zeroed in on that swaying tail and firm rump. The purple alien was very proud, cunning and nearly without equal. It was leading the warrior chozo’s mind into a very lustful thought process. This would be even better if it was true.
	Ridley turned from the avian and went over to his desk. He was sure Raven Beak was staring at his backside, but it was necessary as he rummaged in a drawer to pull out a bottle. Turning back, he easily padded back over, popping the cap and pouring it onto one of his hands. Tossing the bottle on his massive bed, he rubbed both together before the pirate commander got up close to the jerking chozo. His own hand went to his shaft to rub it, easier with the lube coating it. Once close enough, the purple alien batted the avian’s hand away and began coating the other’s cock in lube like his own. The grunts and panting emitted from Raven Beak made Ridley’s spine tingle in pleasure. With a smirk tugging on his muzzle, he stepped forward, angling both their dicks up and pressing them together. He wasted no time in wrapping his fingers around both, jerking them while thrusting his hips and capturing the chozo’s beak in another kiss.
	The avian was lazy tugging on his length as the pirate commander turned back towards him. Both to keep from flagging and the thought he’d had. When the bottle’s liquid was poured into the scaly palm, Raven Beak assumed it was to aid their sexual play and he was proven correct when his hand was pushed aside and a slick one replaced it. The chozo’s heart thudded in his ears as he panted, grunting some at the pace before their cocks were placed against each other. The thrusting hand and length got a gasp from the avian, which was smothered by another kiss. He crooned into the beak lock, something he’d not done in years now, tongue swirling along with purple alien’s. He himself started to piston his hips, feeling as their ridges caught on each other, tugging more, pre and lube mixing together now.
	Ridley was rumbling himself as he felt all those ridges catching on his own, his lust beyond anything he’d experienced before. Breaking the kiss once again, he growled. “I’m going to claim you.” He waited for no response as he moved them both towards the bed before roughly pushing Raven Beak down. The chozo grunted as he fell, his flexibility showing well as he was half on the bed and the other was lightly bent to keep his feet more secure on the floor. Which didn’t do much as the commander promptly hefted both legs into his hands and pulled, leaving the avian’s shoulders and head on the bed. The glare he received from Raven Beak only sent more tingles down the purple alien’s spine, walking forward to press his tip against those fluffy, sculpted mounds. Using his tail, he held one of the legs as Ridley grasped his shaft and began trailing it in the cleft until it snagged against the hidden treasure. There was resistance but the pirate commander kept putting in pressure until it relented, sinking nearly half of his dick into the tight ass of the chozo.
	The avian was aghast as the purple alien blatantly proclaimed his intentions before being shoved onto the bed. He easily caught himself but was promptly grabbed, hoisted and slid back towards the edge. Raven Beak glared at the smug looking Ridley, whose tail curled around his leg and the free hand grasped the cock. When the tip ran down between his cheeks, the chozo shivered and tensed up. Anticipation kept him on edge as the pirate found his hole and began to push against it. More pressure came before the avian relaxed enough for the length to drive into his depths. The shock and slight pain of having his insides speared apart brought an undignified cry to his beak. While he was no stranger to anal sex, having lost his own virginity in his youth due to training requirements, it had been a very long time since Raven Beak had let himself be taken. He could feel the ridges as he squeezed against them, a groan coming from him as he himself throbbed in desire.
	The purple alien was beside himself in lust. His tongue lolled out as he enjoyed the tight warmth around his upper cock. An unbidden thought that maybe he was the first for the chozo made him pulse and spurt pre into the other, imagining how hot that would be. Ridley would not be deterred either way as he easily replaced his hand upon the leg and pushed inch after inch into the avian until his hips were flush to that sculpted ass. Ever since he had seen Raven Beak nude during their sparring match, this was something he had craved. He even masturbated the night he returned from the match, imagining that muscular body against his. Now that it was here under him, well, the pirate commander wasn’t going to waste this chance. Pulling his hips back to leave his tip in, ridges catching on the rim, he shoved back in immediately and moaned himself. Truly bliss as he ducked his head and captured that muzzle of the avian’s again.
	Raven Beak watched the pure pleasure cross the purple alien’s muzzle, feeling the slick pre splatter his insides. It helped slightly when Ridley kept pushing forward, sinking ever deeper, making the chozo grunt and hiss in discomfort. He was partly glad the pirate was so lost in lust, to not partake in the avian’s weakness at this moment. Raven Beak was left panting by the time he felt the purple alien’s hips press into his ass, the shaft buried deep. Having had their dicks pressed together, the chozo had assessed that Ridley was overall longer, reaching deeper as his proportion to height matched well. Or maybe he was hung, it didn’t matter. He couldn’t prepare well enough when that length withdrew, feeling the ridges on his pleasure spot sending tingles through his body and tensing, pulsing. He also felt them leaving his abused hole, shuddering at the feeling before gasping when the pirate rammed back in. As his beak was once more taken by the purple alien, he clamped upon the retreating cock, feeling it all the better as his own need dribbled his pre onto his pubes. Another thrust, more pre flung onto his body, more slobber filling his beak as Ridley tongue fucked his throat. Truly a surreal experience for the avian, to be used as a bottom like this.
	The pirate commander couldn’t help himself as he felt the passage grab his dick, begging it to stay and keep it filled. Fill it he would, again and again! His hips stabbed forward repeatedly, loving every tense moment that made him shiver, his tongue easily forcing its way down Raven Beak’s gullet. Was he salivating more than he should? Probably, he’d work on that in the future but right now he didn’t fucking care. He broke off to let out a small cry of his own, a light screech as he sawed away. The panting, groaning chozo beneath him was music to his ears, grinning wickedly as he brought his tail around and wrapped it about the avian’s on shaft. The tensing on his own length was more than enough to fuel the knot forming in his loins. It wouldn’t take long as he focused on rutting and letting his tail slip along that dick.
	Raven Beak gasped as he was let out of the make out session, forced to swallow from the wetness Ridley had given him. It…was not enticing at all. Preoccupied as he was, though, it was a moot point as he grasped at the sheets. What else could he do? He grunted and groaned through his labored breathing as the pirate commander fucked him, crying out once himself as the tail wound about his cock and rubbed it back and forth. Admittedly, the danger of that tail blade so near his dick sparked a moment of nervousness in him but it was easily replaced by the need building in his groin. He could also tell the purple alien was close himself, his powerful, quick thrusts a good tell. Willingly or not, the chozo tried to clench around the shaft buried inside of him. Never in his life would he admit it, but the avian wanted this, to be bred. He had forgotten how fulfilling it was to be receiver.
	The tightening around Ridley’s cock was the boiling point. Already spilling over, he pumped once more and hilted, roaring out his orgasm. Thick ropes of seed blasted from his pulsing length, his tail tensing up as well. Then the spasming began, milking him fiercely and the pirate commander let out a smaller cry. It was over much too quickly for the purple alien, but all the same he lowered his head to lightly touch the side of his muzzle to the beak below him as he labored for air. Truly his best plan yet, slowly sliding himself out of Raven Beak and shivering at the cool air on his sensitive dick. Letting go of the chozo warrior, he crawled over him to lay on his bed, already feeling quite tired.
	The avian winced at the loud, unfiltered call from Ridley before his eyes widened. He felt the searing liquid coat his insides as that tail sent him over. With a gasp of his own, Raven Beak let loose his own cum, splashing it over himself and even hitting his beak. Undulating around the cock buried in his ass sent him to heights he had forgotten existed, locked deep in his memory. Much too soon it came to an end as the pirate lowered his head to grind his muzzle to the chozo’s beak. Then the length slipped free, springing up seed. Looking at the dick, the avian noticed the slicker blue cum compared to his own nearly black thick seed. When the purple alien moved to the bed, he passed the flagging shaft near Raven Beak’s face, making him recoil a moment. The haze of desire fading, the avian stood back up, stretching as he let his legs loosen up from their grip on the floor. He could feel the cum sliding down his cleft and heard the soft plops on the floor. Face heating, he turned to Ridley to speak when he let his beak slowly shut at the sight before him. An idea was forming, a smirk appearing as he stared at the pirate commander’s rump, hand slipping down to his flagging length.
	The purple alien was quite spent as he flopped on the bed, intent on resting. Sure he’d have to clean later but this had been well worth it. Then hands came down and starting to knead at his ass. A low growl came from him, feeling some irritation anyone would do such a thing. The feeling grew to anger when those questing fingers went between his cheeks and stroked over his hidden tailhole. The chozo seemed to forget his place, as Ridley flipped himself onto his back with intent to nail that bastard’s beak with his foot. Maybe it was all the energy spent on fucking or maybe the avian was better than the pirate commander gave him credit for, but he grabbed ahold of both of his legs easily and dragged him back down the bed. Then his legs were shoved backwards, wincing at the slight pain as his feet rested by his head. His eyes went wide when he felt something big and hard running down his cleft, prodding at his entrance.
	Raven Beak stopped teasing his once again hard dick to reach out and grasp at those mounds of flesh. The low growl only made him grin wickedly, fingers moving between them to scout out the opening. The purple alien twisted, as expected, to face him but the chozo warrior was ready. Grabbing both of his legs, he pushed them up and watched the discomfort cross the other’s face. Kneeling before the prone Ridley, a thrill ran through him as he shifted his legs and hips to let his cock heed run between those cheeks and lightly prod the tailhole. Fear crossed the pirate commander’s face, one that sent a tingle through the avian. Was it that the great Ridley had never taken before? “Equals, right?” Having nearly an entire tribe willing to bend over for him, he was well versed in sexual conquest and pressed against the entrance, intent to claim his newest partner thoroughly.
	The words rang hollowly in the purple alien’s mind as he focused entirely on the feeling of a hard shaft against his hole. There were few instances in his life that Ridley could ever say he felt afraid, but he felt terror at this moment, tensed up against Raven Beak’s incessant pressure. If he had been in the right mind, he knew he could have ended the chozo, his tail was free between the legs. As it was, all he could do was try to keep him out of his ass, even as the avian pushed harder every second. His body betrayed him, as he loosened from his tense state for only a moment, yet it was all it took. Ridley cried out as the head and a couple of ridges spread his virgin ass, the sting unlike anything he had felt before. Raven Beak held still for a time, allowing him to grow use to his walls being spread before he pushed even further in. The pirate commander’s eyes screwed shut as he rode the wave of pain emitting from being taken, feeling as every inch and ridge was shoved further into him. It felt like an eternity before he felt the chozo’s hips against his rear, panting heavily, his ass aflame in discomfort from being deflowered.
	The avian gasped as the purple alien finally gave him leeway, sinking in a few inches into that tight, grasping tunnel. Between those velvet walls clasping hard enough to hurt and the cry, Raven Beak smirked as he knew he had popped a cherry this day. Once Ridley had loosened enough, he pushed forward deeper into those virginal depths, groaning as every ridge popped into that tailhole. Bliss radiated from the chozo once his groin pressed against the other’s ass. His toes curled, feeling as if every other time he’d been another’s first, this one was truly special. These emotions and feelings were foreign to him, having trained any of them away long ago. Yet as he withdrew inch after ridged inch, a warmth settled in his chest at the way the pirate let out a weak cry of pain and pleasure. Once at the head, he reversed and buried himself faster, a stronger cry this time before the avian pulled back again. Every thrust had those legs tensing, those walls clamping on his sensitive length and it brought lust back to the forefront of Raven Beak’s mind. Yes, this was his ass to claim, as their alliance demanded.
	The precious moments of respite had made the purple alien’s pain slip into discomfort and weirdness. He could feel every throb of the shaft inside of him. Then it moved, outwards, the ridges catching on his insides and rim. He let out a small cry at the strange tingles shooting through him. Ridley cried out louder when that cock buried itself deep inside of him again, that electric feeling shooting through his body from something within his body. Shudders wracked his form as that dick worked back and forth, fast enough to keep him breathless, crying out in need between his labored breathing. His toes pierced his sheets as he tensed up occasionally, heightening the feeling in his ass as his hands gripped at the chozo’s own, unsure if it was for an anchor or a cast off approach. HIs tail curled around one of the supple legs of the avian, the commander’s stiff length bobbing in time with every pump into him. Never willing to admit it, the purple alien had always been curious to taking, he just hadn’t imagined he would ever get the chance.
	Raven Beak smirked as those claws grasped at his arms, feeling the tail wrap around his leg. Admittedly he felt the sharp edge pressing a bit too hard, but it was a minor annoyance comparatively. Every ridge popping in and out sent electricity through his mind and body, the chozo groaning out as he went even harder. Every couple of thrusts as the avian adjusted his angle slightly, Ridley would jolt and a glob of blue pre would spurt out to splatter on his chest. It was such a turn on, seeing the pirate commander reduced to such a virgin. Which only spiked more desire in Raven Beak, knowing the purple alien had been one only earlier, now no longer. His red gaze locked with Ridley’s lidded purple one’s, the pirate panting and moaning with his tongue lolling out. An urge to take that muzzle pressed in on the chozo, something he wasn’t prone to, yet before he could the purple alien acted himself. The avian’s eyes went wide as he watched Ridley encase his own shaft within his muzzle.
	The pirate commander lost himself in the lust, the feeling of discomfort long forgotten as he was claimed. Every couple of pumps from Raven Beak pressed against a part inside of him, making him jerk and pulse, pre drooling onto his chest. His hazy mind had him look at the chozo warrior rutting him, their eyes locking for an eternity as something inside of the purple alien sparked to life. A need to get himself pleasured while being used overtook him as he broke the contact only to drop his muzzle lower to eye his cock. Without hesitance, only having done this when he knew he’d be left alone, Ridley passed his dick between maw and clamped on it. The length in his ass had stopped, hilted as it was, so the pirate took up the call himself as he bobbed his head back and forth along his cock. A moan rumbled through his chest, vibrating his shaft and his pre splattered his throat and tongue. As he swallowed, his tongue rolled along the ridges and a spike of pleasure ran through him. A muffled cry came from the pirate commander as that dick resumed pounding him, harder and faster than ever. It would not be long.
	The avian had paused, hilted as he was, when he watched the purple alien take himself, breathless at the display. He gazed upon that head moving back and forth, hearing the moan rumbling through him. Shudders ran through Raven Beak at the display, watching another moment as that dick disappeared a few times into that maw. Then his grip tightened on those legs and the floor as he went at it, hard and fast now. Watching Ridley suck on himself was more than enough to drive the chozo into a frenzy, wanting and needing to leave his mark buried inside the pirate for the rest of their days. That tunnel was rapidly growing tighter, enough to make the avian’s toes curl in painful pleasure. A weak cry below him was precedented only by those walls milking his pistoning cock. Raven Beak was unable to hold back his need any better than before, only getting one more pump through those undulating cheeks before he hilted and cried out himself.
	The purple alien no longer felt electric, his body burned hotter than the plasma he wielded. His need was far greater than any before, being pleasured from both of his pleasure spots, new and old. He felt the avian grip him harder when he began again and he in turned grasped more firmly with his hands, tail and ass. Only a few more bobs, a couple of tongue rolls accompanied with brutal sawing in his rump had Ridley cross his threshold. With a weak cry, the pirate commander hit his second orgasm, clamping repeatedly around that solid length in his ass while his own shaft pulsed his seed directly into his gullet. He swallowed a mouthful as the chozo hilted again, a cry from above echoing loudly in the purple alien’s ears. Ridley’s eyes went wide, choking on his own cum as he felt liquid fire plaster his innards as the cock inside him throbbed with life-giving essence. His lover, his mate, finishing within him. The pirate was forced to swallow more of his seed, his hazy mind circling around the new, terrifying thoughts.
	The avian’s mind blanked as those walls gripped him as he went over his edge. His vision blurry, he blinked as the purple alien coughed, blue cum splashing on the groin and oozing from the sides of his muzzle. It was rather hot, earning a pulse from the already ending climax Raven Beak had. His breathing was rather loud in the suddenly quiet room, smelling distinctly of sex and seed. It was rather heady, different from any other chozo he’d paired with. Then the slurp below signaled as Ridley pulled off his dick, panting with his muzzle coated in cum. The urge came back, hard, and this time the warrior followed it. His beak captured the pirate’s, tasting the sweet salty taste of his essence and musk. The avian could get use to it, get use to this, whatever this was. He pulled back, staring at the spent purple alien who licked at his muzzle to clean it. They’d both have to clean up eventually, seed matted along both their fronts and ass. Later though.
	Ridley was tired, slurping off his cock in the muted room. His breathing labored, he was taken by surprise by the beak locking with his maw. He felt like his already racing heart beat harder than ever, his mind once more circling to his recent thoughts. They’d entered a partnership, but mateship was something beyond what the pirate had ever considered. Was it even that? His tongue came out to clean his muzzle some, feeling sticky from all the cum coating him. A small cry came from him as the avian pulled out, letting him go and resting on top of him. Even as exhausted as he was, his ass and legs burning from being used and abused, the purple alien wrapped his arms and wings around his new lover, deciding whatever this was, he would pursue it like he did everything else; with ruthless cunning.
	Raven Beak heard the small noise from below him as he slipped from the abused ass. He could remember his first time taking, having a similar reaction. Tired as he was, he simply laid upon the larger creature. The chozo was lightly shocked when Ridley wrapped his arms and wings around him. Swallowing, the avian had to consider what he had felt, the desire to keep doing this with the pirate commander. It had been a long time since he’d felt anything even remotely similar to this, yet none as strong. As his fingers lightly ran across the purple alien’s body, Raven Beak was forced to confront an old ideal. Mateship. Perhaps not monogamous, he didn’t think either of them would be truly satisfied with only the other, yet he felt drawn to Ridley. Together, they had great power. And power is everything.