Love at First Contact Ch. 01

She was reading my emotions again, "While we shouldn't copulate, Leon, I would be a poor doctor if I let you freeze." I smiled sheepishly and moved the covers aside for her to slide in. Danzi moved elegantly into the pod and snuggled up to me. She was warm. The height difference meant that my head was resting against her bust. Her hands wrapped around me and I felt peaceful. She gave a kind of purring murmur, and I could tell that she was pleased.

"Oh," she said gently rubbing my chest, "I was not lying earlier, you're also stronger than us because of the low gravity and the treatments. Don't go abusing it." She gave a small laugh.

"I won't." I said, "Where is the woman from the space pod?"

"She already recovered and back in the palace at home, she'll be visiting tomorrow. I imagine she'll want to thank you, but you never know with the military types, different castes and all that." She pulled me deeper into her embrace. Feeling like a teddy bear I was significantly warmer and soon drifted off to sleep. I had the most peaceful vivid sleep I'd ever had. There was no talking during my dreams, but I spent a lot of my time near Danzi. The familiar feeling of sharing emotions washed over me. It was a nice sleep. I woke up in the dark lying atop the beautiful alien doctor. My head was comfortably resting atop her breasts.

"Good morning, Leon." She said stroking my hair, "Big day for you today. " I smiled and was letting my contentedness and arousal be known, though I had no idea how to contain it anyway. The strangest question entered my mind, however, and she read my curiosity.

"It's a bit awkward," I figured they had shapely thighs and large bottoms because they relied more on their legs than their arms but, "You're avian, but why do you have breasts."

Danzi giggled, "Oh, well we lay eggs and they hatch, but we also nurse our offspring, and we can have up to four eggs at a time so they get quite large, proportions between our species notwithstanding."

"Oh, I was just curious." I said.

"No harm in that, we are often proud about our bodies and will accept nearly every comment positively." She smiled. She sat up and stretched dumping me out of my happy soft position. She touched something on her side of the pod and the black tint on the windows around the round room lightened a bit letting in soft white sunlight.

"A white star?" I asked.

"Bluish." She replied, stretching.

She ushered me around and took me to the bathroom. It was a steam shower that got very hot and it took me a while to get the right temperature. I noticed that I seemed to have less body hair, I asked and Danzi said that it was part of the avian bits in my sex characteristics. I never had much to begin with on my chest because of my swimming, so it didn't bother me.

We bathed in separate stalls and she came out dressed in her doctor uniform, I was shivering in a towel. I didn't have a thing to wear. Danzi clucked her tongue and bustled off—rump shaking softly and warming me somewhat—and returned with clothes that were more my size and shape.

"We had these made; it beats that oversized medical gown." They were gray in tone and less shiny than her garb. It looked a bit like wool but felt like cotton and was thicker than most autumn clothes I had ever worn back on Earth. "We tried to model them after what you wore. I looked at the articles. There was a pair of boxer briefs, and those boot-like socks but with a square-toed configuration for my five toes. The soles were thick. There was a pair of thick gray slacks and double breasted jacket like Danzis but cut more masculine than hers. It was secured by what felt like magnet. There was also a pair of five-fingered gloves.

"Thank you." I said sliding the underwear on under my towel before disrobing and hanging up the towel. I felt a flash of disappointment from Danzi.

"What?" I said flashing a smile at her. She crossed her arms and shook her head. I slid the jacket on but didn't button it just yet. Danzi giggled but she had her mental shield up because I got no flashes as to why.

"What's so funny?" I asked smiling sliding one of the thick-soled socks and pulled them over the slacks like she was wearing hers.

"I think it's cute that you have five little toes." She said smiling. They're cute like bookrat toes."

"Bookrat?" I asked and she pulled up an image on her small pad. It was an animal that looked like the cross between a cat and a rabbit. It had pointed cat ears with tufts of fur a sleek body and rabbit feet. It's forepaws were actually like little hands with three fingers. It was cute.

"We keep them as pets, they eat berries and nuts." She informed.

"You know, that my toes aren't little, proportionately speaking, don't you?"

She made a dismissive sound brought me a bowl of something that looked suspiciously like coarse oatmeal with some kind of fruit. "Eat." She ordered, "It's high calorie for your increased metabolism." I ate, it wasn't the best thing I'd ever eaten but it was heavy warm and filling.

"It was interesting mapping your physiology." Danzi said, "We're very similar life forms, the anaphylactic issues with our food were fixable with baseline nano-machines. We both drink water. We knew we were similar, but we never knew how much. We both have double helix and the same DNA composition. In fact my preliminary models showed that our two races would have produced viable, if sterile, children unaided." She smiled and kissed me on the lips none too innocently, "Thank you for being so interested."

I smiled happily, but that reminded me of my dreams. "Danzi, when I dreamed last night I was with you... not doing anything specific, just with you. I felt like you were there with me though, with me."

"Oh, when two empathic creatures sleep in close proximity to one another their subconscious emotions mingle and we commune. It can be sexual, but mostly they're simply intimate. Don't worry about waking people reading your emotions and images, subconscious feelings are different and can only be felt by subconscious minds."

"So, when were you planning to make contact with humanity?" I asked.

"Mm... our official doctrine is to wait for first contact... while we haven't made contact before with any other race we feel that to make contact will bring only animosity and mistrust." She supplied.

"So what does that make me?" I asked putting my empty bowl aside and accepting a tall thin glass of some kind of juice. It was bitter like grapefruit and I passed it back, she gave me something sweeter and it was more acceptable.

"Special..." she said with unease in her eyes. She let me feel her unease, "I don't know what is going to happen to you, but you've shown yourself to be accepting, kind, and very, very sweet. You saved one of our most important people and you haven't tried to harm any of us." She sighed. "You are an example of all good things that your race has to offer... and we simply used you for our own ends. I used you." She dropped her guard and I felt a wave or regret and intense sorrow.

I put my glass down and stood up. She was still sitting so we were more at height with one another. I took her delicate face in my hands and looked into her sad eyes. "I'm a little upset, but this is my dream." I told her, "I don't think I would want to go back to Earth if your empress let me." She smiled at feeling my emotions. I kissed her and she kissed me back. Her hands wrapped around my back and we fell into the pod. We didn't make love, and I had made love before. This was better. Our feelings washed over one another. It was purer. Her breasts pushed against my chest and I grabbed her rump. Her long legs wrapped lithely around my ass.

She was moaning and grinding against me, and the most surprising thing happened. We orgasmed. Not physically, but we both felt the small death of passion. We continued to kiss but in an after-glow way.

"You mammals are passionate..." Danzi said breathing her large breasts heaving.

"We didn't even..." I said a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it's common," she said grabbing my bottom, "feels good doesn't it."

"It's the best sex I've never had." I said smiling.

Danzi smiled, "You should try the more traditional method, Leon... it's much better."

I grabbed her foot and rubbed it. She grabbed me back with her foot. I don't know why I did it but a flash from her said she'd find it endearing and pleasurable. "Does your kind prefer empathic sex?"

Danzi rubbed her head moving around her unbraided hair, "That's tricky, there is a whole cadre of women who focus on it, meaning they can create whole empathic scenarios, but the majority see it as..." I noticed the lag in her speech and realized it was our translators trying to search for the right word to beam into our brains, "foreplay? Is that the word?"

I nodded, "My people use physical foreplay to get... in the mood."

"Physical?" Danzi looked puzzled, "I think I'd like to try that one time, is it more than rubbing and touching bodies?"

"Much more," I said letting the feeling slip what little guards I had naturally built up. It hadn't taken me long to use some of the standard theories I had worked out, mental-wall stuff, you know.

For the first time I saw Danzi blush in genuine shock. Her cheeks deepened to almost mauve in hue, "I think I would really like to try that." She said emphatically. If felt disappointment. More than professionalism blocked the doctor from physical pursuits.

"I think you declared me medically sound a long time ago." I said crossing my arms.

She nodded, "I'm under orders to not engage you in sexual activity—mental sex was pushing it. I even have to keep my staff away from you. They haven't seen you since your initial augmentations and surgeries." Danzi wrung her hands, "The empress wants to analyze you personally before clearing you for," she used air quotes, it was adorable, "'greater contact with our race.'" She crossed her own arms over her large breasts pushing them pleasingly together. "I'm not even supposed to teach you the basic cordial techniques that every little girl learns so you can't hide your feelings from her, but you're a smart handsome mammal and seem to have figured some of it out naturally."

"I like to do Zen Buddhist meditation." I said offhand, she didn't ask what it was. "No, I get it. I'm an unknown, foreign entity to your race that you have... given a lot of advanced medical technology to. You're right to worry I suppose. My race would probably have dissected one of you by now." I tried to smile but I got the most horrible flash from her.

"They did, two of my research staff... Roswell, New Mexico—"

"Oh, shit..." I breathed, "I didn't even know, a lot of humans don't think it's even real." I held her hands tightly.

"I know, but I was young you'd just started nuclear tests, we were curious and sent a scout team... we didn't think you'd use such big bombs so soon because we didn't when we split the atom." Danzi told me about how she monitored the suit biofeedback and that one survived the crash, but the other lived for hours before dying. The good part, if you dared call it that, was that the initial survivor died of radiation poisoning and wasn't killed by human scientists.

"It took you twenty more years to develop mainframes that we could access remotely. That's when I learned of the autopsies." She looked down in sadness.

"I'm so sorry," I said rubbing her back.

"No, you weren't even alive then, Leon, you didn't know, and further more your people aren't actually at fault. It was my fault, I wasn't careful enough. The empress just sees it as two of us dying on your soil so she's mistrustful. With our empathic links it's hard for us to imagine a government with the staggering level of secrecy that yours employs. She's a statesman, she doesn't see St. Peter's Basilica, she sees the Crusades." Tears were running down her cheeks they were pearly in color.

I tried to sooth her, "I suppose I'll just have to be the best ambassador for my people. I'll live for a thousand years either my people will destroy each other or we'll get over it by then..."

"I thought that too, Leon, and honesty we're not perfect either. We've fixed a lot of social issues, but the Unification Wars of Empress Urala I were terrible, bio-terror, nuclear and fusion bombs, but history tends to gloss over that."

I got the sour twinge of bitter feelings, "Let's not dwell on the past, this is an important step for both our races. "

"You're right, and awfully level headed about all this." She said smiling.

"I try, what goes does losing my head over all this do?" She only smiled.

"Come, help me comb out my hair, it's improper for us to be seen in a public capacity with our hair unbraided. I'd lose my job because of the implications." She said slyly, "Though I was thinking of quitting and practicing painting or something to tell you the truth."

I smiled and we combed her hair out with a series of finer and finer combs and she braided it into the pattern she had when I met her.

"If you're an avian race," I asked, "how come you don't fly?"

"We can fly, we have spaceships." She said, I pinched her bottom, she gave me a full empathic flush of lusty desire and it stopped me there.

"You know what I meant." I said clearing my throat.

"I know, I do have my doctorate," she smiled, "How hard do you think it would be to fly with these babies." She said cupping her large breasts with small hands, "Or this big ass." She rubbed her rump slowly and smacked it. "Oh yes, we know exactly how good we look, Leon." She said playfully, "No, my amorous advances aside at some point in our evolution the men continued to fly and we became flightless brooders for our eggs. The men could fly up until the last. It's no big loss."

"Why do you torture me?" I said horny and exasperated.

"For fun," she said kissing me full on the lips, "We are a very 'free-loving' race. Empathic links lead to a very public culture, so instead of trying to hide it all the time we embrace it. We're not having sex with each other on the street, but we do tend to love freely and often. Still, your human passion is like a drug to me, you feel so much, so often, and you're thinking of me and the empress's daughter so often... in varying levels of eroticism I can't help but be flirty with you." She held my head to her bosom tightly, "I'm also doing it to get you used to when other women will do it to you. I'm actually being very modest and do have shackles from higher up binding me. The empress will play stateswoman and be cordial and reserved, but she'll probably throw you to her three daughters for the fun of it."

"That's a lot to take in." I said, flustered by her openness.

"I know, sweetie, we have an easier time processing our emotions than you, but you'll learn." She gently hugged me to her breasts again. I don't think it was intentional, more a result of the height difference.

"Come along it's time to meet our ruler." She gave me a rundown on cordial behavior with her people's royalty. We walked through a hall to an atrium. I saw the homeworld for the first time. Blankets of alabaster snow covered the ground and purple-leaved trees that grew out wide and flat like those on thin ones in Africa. In the sunroom itself which was glass with ornate metal supports of the barest minimum. I saw the bluish light of the sun, but I didn't think Alpha Centauri was bluish, maybe it was the atmosphere I didn't know. Maybe there was more than one solar system and she picked the closest I might be familiar with, maybe it was a translation bug. Who knew, and who really cared.

All around were plush backless chairs and ottomans. Royal decoration covered the floor and walls. I sat down on one of the couches and looked at the deep reds and purples that made up the colors of the royal house. Danzi sat away from me but was flooding my mind with calming thoughts. I took a deep breath and waited. Not long after the outside doors to the atrium opened and in walked four people. They were all wearing heavy cloaks that had a royal bearing about them. They were thick like an animal skin. Simultaneously they disrobed and hung the garments on nearby coat hooks. I picked out. Anixa before I even saw a flash of honey-colored hair. Our link was strong indeed. There were no barriers between us and I could tell she was shocked, only our physical distance seemed to lessen the bond. She flashed worried feelings and I tried to flash calming ones, but she seemed too preoccupied.

The other two daughters looked like twins, they had copper hair, were about four inches shorter than their taller younger sister. They had wide hips, but were not quite as busty. Their hair was two braids woven into one big one. They had yellow eyes and seemed happy enough. They smiled at me, but I didn't dare smile back. They seemed to understand and I got a flash of frustration directed toward their mother.

Empresss Alora Urala IX was just as pretty as her daughters, in a more mature way. She was light lavender like Anixa and had her daughter's deep green eyes as well, she was the tallest, bustiest, and widest-hipped, but something told me that Ambronian woman only got more attractive with age. She had long white hair done in nine smaller braids that came to one single rope-like braid. While Anixa wore her military dress uniform and her twin daughters (probably determined first and second by mere seconds) wore elegant evening-gown like attire with sashes from head to toe, the queen was dressed to the nines. Her massive breasts were held in a toga-like dress that went well below where her navel should have been (being born from eggs there was no umbilical, so no bellybutton). It draped sexily down the sides and over legs that went on forever. Her colors were red and purple and she wore gold jewelry on her ankles, wrists, neck, ears, and a stunning diadem of gold, silver, and gems on her head. Her lips were delicately painted a purple-pink color. Her nails were similarly painted and for the first time I saw a woman wearing high heels. Her avian feet were in a stiletto heeled sandal. As warm as Danzi made me this race had no problem with cold.

I stood and bowed deeply. Anixa bowed curtly and the twins wanted to show off their mile and half of cleavage. The empress did not bow, but she did extend her hand. After a brief moment of hesitation I shook it. It was a nice mutual greeting.

"Leon Blackthorn, citizen of Earth." She said her voice was lighter than I would have thought, it had an almost girlish quality but still spoke of womanly experience.

"Empress Alora Urala of Ambrona." I said making sure to speak evenly. She bade me sit and we did, close but still across from one another. The daughters sat behind their mother.

"These are Opha and Ephie my first and second daughters though they're actually twins." The empress said. "You have already met my youngest Anixa. I will not mince words, human."

"I do not expect you to, your majesty." I meant it and the subtlest of smiles crept over her full lips.

"You saved my daughter that alone would give you your pick of one million women and a harem to keep them in; I love my daughters very much. However, Chief Danzi, a long-time friend of the royal family, has sent reports that you are... accepting of what we have forced upon you."

I nodded though my unguarded mind probably made that clear. I was holding back some very imperial thoughts at the moment. I took a little pleasure in noting that it gave the empress pause. She cleared her throat and looked down for the briefest of seconds. Human passion was apparently awesome. She looked back to me, "As such, we have decided to make you a citizen with all the rights and privileges that entails. You may vote in policy elections, hold public office if you can attain it, you are free to move and go anywhere. There are some stipulations due to your special nature. We ask that any trips off the homeworld to any of our colonies be cleared, that you travel with some form of guard, and you also may no seek off-world military station or combat roles. However, you are free to apply for our military should it please you." She opened her hands in a placating gesture.