Verrik was at the helm of the LX-400SE Freighter, his human companion currently asleep. He had gotten used to the ships controls by now, though he wasn’t sure where he was flying. In reality, he had just flown into a pursuit of some sort of ship and two fighters, which he recognized from the station. He would have flown by undetected if the Reserve’s dreadnought didn’t pick them up on their radar. He would soon be fired upon for a bit, before he watched a streak of light emit from the astroid belt up ahead, tearing a hole through the Destroyer's hull. He watched as a second destroyer came speeding ahead, fighters deploying and trailing behind as they began attacking. He took a gamble that even he wasn’t sure why he did, and attempted to fly past the battle. The old freighter would be clipped by a stray plasma bolt. He did his best to keep the ship steady, having lost power to the engines. It would soon be caught in a tractor beam from the unknown destroyer, being gently pulled into a hanger bay. He noticed a smaller ship parked nearby, it looked like it had been in the battle, as he could seen a few plasma burns on the hull. Verrik also noticed the lack of a human crew, instead seemingly crewed by a bunch of synthetic snakes. He watched as the other ships hatch was opened, before noticing they were doing the same to him. He would try and hide, but he turned around to two of them staring at him, their weapons at hand, but not held up. He wasn’t able to speak really, just emit hisses, clicks, growls, and trills. However, his human came up, and began chatting with them, while Verrik sat back down. What caught his eye was another Xenomorph, green and white in color, exiting the second ship with a human companion of his own, though said human seemed worse for wear, as he could see him visibly shaking. He turned back to his own human as he heard him calling for him. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You were calling for Verrik, as you and him were to be given temporary quarters until the ship reached Shadowhawk Republic territory. You were fine with this, as you rather live under a Shadowhawk banner than be stuck in a Reserve laboratory day in and day out. The two of you made way, being told there was another xenomorph in the room across. How strange, another escapee with another xenomorph, you wonder if you knew them at all, but it seemed they were asleep for the time being. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Verrik had already gotten comfortable, having had a quickie in the surprisingly large shower, while his human continued talking with some of the crew. He was intent on finding that other xenomorph, but decided to wait for a bit. Soon enough, a couple hours had passed and he made his way to the quarters across from him. Entering inside, the two met each other’s gaze, despite not having any eyes. He had a small jolt of fear run through him, wondering if this xenomorph would be hostile. However, while he was hesitant, he slowly came closer to investigate. The two of them looked over each other, seeming more curious now than anything else. Verrik felt a twinge of arousal shoot throughout him, as a single drop of precum leaked from his ship. The white and green xenomorph took note, and assumed from then on the mysterious hybrid in front of him was not a threat, but in fact a possible fuck buddy. He used his thin tail to gently poke at his sheath, which got the attention of the hybrid. Verrik’s fear faded down after this, deciding to idly rub at his sheath, coaxing his member out more and more. X-4 was impressed by the design, taking note of the nubs and spikes, as well as what looked like a currently deflated knot at the base, and the overall equine aspect of it. He could feel his own prehensile member coming out, a drop of precum leaking out of the tip. He hissed softly, as Verrik kept rubbing, deciding to give him a small show. They were both fully aroused now, and X-4 badly wanted to ride him, but decided to resist for now, wanting to see him cum at least once before. He quickly wrapped his tail around the hybrid’s shaft and began stroking with it, at a rather fast speed. Verrik’s cock was rather sensitive, and it wasn’t long before X-4 had him cumming all over his tail, and onto the floor. He hissed lowly, having enjoyed that. X-4 then began fingering his ass, attempting to tease the larger hybrid into fucking him, and it was working. Verrik so badly wanted to pin him against that wall and fuck his silly little ass, but waited a bit, wanting to see him cum, as he had a feeling the smaller xenomorph wouldn’t be able to help himself. Sure enough, he watched as X-4 began squirming, trying to fight off his impending orgasm. He made the mistake of forgetting just how sensitive his ass was, and how good it felt to finger himself. Try as he might, he couldn’t shake the feeling, and soon enough, he was painting the wall in front of him with his seed. He hissed lowly, disappointed that he lost control, but was caught off guard when he was pinned against the wall. Verrik began slowly teasing him, slowly rubbing his member against his body. This elected a desperate hiss out of X-4, and the hybrid would oblige. He popped the head of his equine styled cock into the smaller xeno’s rather tight ass, and began slowly fucking. Since they were both xenomorphs, he knew he could be rougher with him, and it wasn’t long before he picked up the pace, going slow at first to merely loosen him up. The two of them would move around the room, fucking each other heavily, before landing on the bed. It would be here where Verrik would go faster, growling lowly as he was intent on dominating this twink of a xenomorph. X-4 was in other bliss, while he did enjoy the company of his human companion, nothing quite beats xenomorph on xenomorph action, and he was here for every second of it. The small spikes on the underside of Verrik’s shaft proving perfect to pleasure X-4’s oversensitive prostate with every thrust both in and out. He could feel himself getting closer, but so was the hybrid fucking him. He hadn’t realized just how close he was, and felt his orgasm shoot throughout his body, as he let out a squeal of pleasure. This, along with the contractions of his insides, was enough to send Verrik over the edge, as he popped his knot in and began cumming with a low growl. Verrik thoroughly enjoyed his orgasm, with it lasting an impressive forty seconds. X-4 meanwhile, had gone limp in his arms, which he found to be cute. As their orgasms died down, the two of them lay in bed, cuddling each other as they slowly fell asleep.