"Come on now, Karivnie, if I can call you by your name, it is pretty obvious what that beauty is. A large piece of azurite, practically flawless. Not even the most prominent slaver would get his hand on something like this so easily. It's even more precious that other fragments of azurite because of its perfection too."

Rahs was resting his arm on the crate looking with a hidden smile at the happy avian alien looking with awe at the orbs of azurite his last client gave him along with the chains, gold and ornaments inside the bag. She quickly separated the payment in the weapons he decided to acquire and hurried to ask about the rifles.

"Four of the orbs are enough to pay for the cannons since one is larger than the rest, but I'd be glad to use all five of them if anything else catches my eye," not that there would be anything else that can be better than her Rahs added and expressed in his mind, looking at Karivnie's face.

"I rather see them now and take everything with me later," the mercenary answered finally lifting his arm from the crate, expecting the beautiful merchant to lead the way towards the rifles.

Karivnie smiled to herself as the mercenary smoothly switched into playing up the worth of his offerings, doubly pleased that she had found such good business in this disappointing trading post. She tensed almost imperceptibly at the mention of slavers, her mind unwillingly going back over the likely fate of the rest of her ship when the Terrisol Consortium turned on them.

Brushing the unpleasant images away (Surely they'd escaped by now; I managed it, so I'm sure Mother and the rest did and are just lost like I am now), she laughed at his claim, replying, "I'm sure that plenty of prominent slavers would be delighted to prove you wrong, Rahs. After all, their business dictates that they get their hands on things they shouldn't, although I'll grant you that this piece is in excellent condition."

Still, she raised an eyebrow as he subtly tried to talk her down from her asking price, and answered, "We'd best see how expensive your tastes are before you plan on only spending four of those orbs." She hopped lightly down from the crate, her round breasts jiggling a little as she landed and turned, completely comfortable in her own skin, to Rahs. Realizing that he was between her and the area where she kept the rifles, she hopped nimbly back on the crate, saying, "One moment."

Another spring of her well-muscled legs and a snap of her 8-foot wingspan, and she glided from the top of a crate-tower to land in the aisle past Rahs. She cast him a smile over her shoulder as she smoothed her hands down her body, unconscious of the sensuality in outlining the contours of her form as she preened unnecessarily. The post-flight gesture was habitual, and she thought nothing of it or her nakedness as she regarded the reptilian alien, the idea not even occurring to her that he would find a female so different from his species attractive. "Now then, if you'll follow me, I'll show you those rifles and we can conclude our business."

As Karivnie hopped off the crate, her jiggling breasts fueled the lust inside Rahs and observed carefully her nude body as she realized that he was in the way. She didn't opt for squeezing next to Rahs anymore, but instead hopped back on the crate and jumped, opening her wings and glided over him.

It was actually an unnecessary act, but looked very amazing nonetheless. After she landed, Karivnie looked back at him over her shoulder and smiled. She looked so cute and sensual as her hands went over her body, smoothing down the feathers and down. Her bosom and legs looked so fine like if she was a delicate creature.

"Let's go," Rahs said simply, not finding much words to say after the show he just saw. His cock loved it as well as it got slightly more erect, anxious to fuck Karivnie senseless. Soon Rahs would find the moment to attack.

The journey to the rifles was a shorter one, since they could be boxed up rather than requiring Karivnie to bolt them to the floor as she had with the cannons. Keying several crates open, she stepped back to allow Rahs a free view of her wares, acknowledging to herself as she did that it was rather redundant, since he could easily see over her head anyway.

Feeling her flight feathers brush against an unexpected obstruction, Karivnie tried to halt her backward momentum but too late. Startled, she tipped her chin up to view Rahs' inscrutable face as she felt her back press against his muscled torso, his swollen cock brushing the curve of her tight ass. Doubting that she had caught him unaware, she swallowed nervously as she stared up at the towering alien, her claustrophobia coming flooding back. Her wings were trapped between his body and hers and they were too close to the crates in front of them. Too close!

Feathers flushing pink with apprehension, she snapped her wings out sideways, opting for an undignified exit of the cramped space and not caring if he was offended by her fleeing proximity with him. To her credit, she said quickly, "Excuse me again," as she squirmed out of the space.

A few steps away from the ominously silent mercenary, Karivnie sought to push back her nervousness and salvage her business persona, her eyes flickering over his form, strangely unresponsive save for his nearly complete erection. Wariness kept her wings half open as she hunted for a way to end the tense moment, wishing in spite of her excitement about their deal that she had her gun. There were only a few instances in which K'mari were comfortable with close contact, and this reptilian being seemed to have no consideration for that fact. "Please keep your distance," she said finally. "I'm not fond of being held in close spaces."

The trip was short, and unexpectedly, Karivnie stopped in front of some crates and opened them. Since the sudden stop was unexpected, Rahs ended up close to the merchant. He was just ggoing to give her some space, since he was so tall he could see from behind anyway, but she quickly decided to step back.

She bumped into him and her wings pressed on his shoulders, her back on his torso and her ass on his cock. It felt really good. The soft feathers on his skin and the down of her rear on his cock sent a bit of sparks through his nerves. He could practically reach out and rape her right there and then, but she quickly fled from the tight position after looking at the tall reptilian.

Rahs just stood there like if nothing happened. He didn't mind that she bumped nor moved away since he knew the K'mari hate close places, but he did enjoy the feeling. "I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to stop so suddenly and thought you'd step aside, not step back," Rahs explained using his hand to emphasize the motions he tried to asy.

Trying to move on, he looked inside very carefully, and after looking at many weapons, he looked a grey rifle with some black lines as camouflage pattern. It was obviously intended for urban warfare, and had a comfortable butt and grip. Only way to aim was through the irons located on its upper side. Rahs showed an interest for this weaopn as he tried to aim at one of the ceiling's lights but his finger away from the trigger.

Still tingling a bit with nerves, Karivnie nodded in acceptance of the apology, feeling embarrassment heat her face once more. Seeing that he had let the matter drop, she stepped forward once more, dragging up her professional manner again. Drawing closer and lightly laying her fingers on his hard-muscled arm,(perhaps as a gesture of apology for her poor reaction earlier?), she began to speak, her fingers warming the scales on Rahs' arm as she did.

"That model actually fires pellets that explode on contact and spray shrapnel in a small radius around the target. Unfortunately, the explosions make it less than stealthy once fired. If you're looking for something better for long-term covert operations, you might want to try one of these."

She eased herself between Rahs and the crate once more, determined to maintain her composure after her humiliating loss of control. Bending to rummage for a moment in the crate, she barely noticed as her skin just barely brushed the his tip as she bent, and again as she withdrew from the crate with a slender rifle made of some metal with an odd sheen.

"This metal camouflages itself to its surroundings, and its silencing technology is unmatched. It has an automatic setting, and its internal construction is designed to minimize kick. This makes it a bit heavier than models of comparable size, but you look like you can handle it," she said, running her eyes subtly over his lean, muscled body, wondering briefly just what the mercenary did with a body like that. She was growing accustomed to seeing beings without feathers, but it was rare that she thought their looks wouldn't be improved by having them.

Shyness overcoming her voyeuristic moment, Karivnie glanced away, offering him the second gun.

She accepted his apology, so at least he wouldn't have to hurry his attack if she decided to be all sensitive because of the closeness. She actually walked near and even placed her fingers on his arm, his skin quickly feeling the difference in body temperature, the reptilian having a colder temperature than the avian since she had to stay warm while flying high in the skies.

"That's a pretty nice way to cause destruction," Rahs commented on the model in his arms as she explained but suggested a stealthier one. As Karivnie leaned forward to get a rifle out of the crate, her skin brushed the tip of his rod and then again as she took it out to show it to him, making the member get completely erect, standing proud with its full 14 inches.

Even if Rahs was ready to just rape the merchant right there and then, he was also truly interested in the acquisition of his weapons. When she took the other model out, it was a very amazing thing to behold. He also noticed a slight observation of his body coming from Karivnie. She shyly looked away as the rifle was still in her hands.

"Impressive. And what kind of rounds does it use?" Rahs asked as he took it, the rifle in fact being heavier than the last one but just as true was the fact that it was nothing out of the extraordinary for him. He aimed down the irons again as he pointed elsewhere, trying to get his arms and sight used to the stealthier model.

"It fires standard-sized bullets, actually," she said with a shrug. "It's a bit of a technological throwback, but solid projectiles are apparently easier to silence upon exit than superheated plasma ammunition." Fascinated, she watched the mercenary get acquainted with this newest gun, rather enjoying the play of his muscles as he handled the weapon. Her eyes naturally followed the contours of his body downward, stopping and widening as she saw his fully erect cock, straining into the air for an impossible length.

He had been growing continuously more aroused the entire time she had been attempting to sell her wares to him, and Karivnie couldn't quite believe that he was calmly checking out the newest gun she had handed him while completely ignoring his raging erection. Maybe it shouldn't have been that shocking, considering she had done the same, but she wasn't the one sporting such an engorged member.Where did he get that kind of focus? she wondered.

Still staring, the petite avian felt a strange heat wash through her, leaving her moist and tingling in an utterly foreign way in the wake of her watching the athletic mercenary's display. Eyes traveling slowly back up his body, over the taut muscles of his abdomen and chest, Karivnie mentally shook herself and started to step back. "I don't mean to rush you," she said, her voice sounding slightly breathy in her own ears, "But have you decided what you would like to have?"

His muscles flexed and contracted as he looked carefully at the rifle in his hands. "Yeah, it's rare to see a silenced firearm that fires plasma... The fire the plasma causes would deteriorate the silencer, unlike the gases the bullets release after leaving the barrel," Rahs reasoned as he put the butt of the rifle on the crate and then looked at Karivnie.

He noticed how it seemed she seemed to have been looking up at him. Did she look at his whole body while he observed the weapon? Maybe she was liking his body after all. It was very natural for him and the rest of his species to see or have an erection or show a sign of arousal. They knew it was just a natural reaction to stimulus and most soldiers were even trained to withhold the need to satisfy their lust.

But this was no battle so he would eventually look to satisfy himself. The question still lingered in his mind as she stepped back a bit, his chest muscles and the rest of his trained body nude for her to see. "I guess I'll take the other rifle with the fun ammunition. I'd get closer enough to take enemies out myself if I go stealthy, anyway," Rahs answered, turning his body to look directly at the merchant. She was so delicate in appearance, like when you watch a bird from afar. Her curves were so arousing, it was like being in front of a painting.

Karivnie couldn't deny to herself that she was fascinated by the mercenary; she had never seen his kind before, and despite their silent consensus to ask no questions that didn't pertain to their business, now that she had become comfortable in his presence, she was brimming with curiosity. Where did he come from? Why was he here, and what kind of jobs did he usually do? Her feathers shimmered faintly with excitement as a new thought occurred to her: could she perhaps hire him to seek out her family? They were just barely on the fringes of the Vanejin system at the moment, a good distance from Terrisol space, but with his equipment she doubted that he'd have trouble covering the distance.

Even payment wouldn't necessarily be a problem; Karivnie figured that she had enough weapons in her hold to buy a company of mercenaries, let alone one. The only problem she could foresee is if he planned on traveling lighter than that, since she doubted he'd be interested in the bolts of cloth she'd managed to collect. If that were the case... she shrugged to herself, the movement making her breasts jiggle slightly. She'd think of something to pay him off- maybe pay for a trip to a brothel for him.

Pay attention to the task at hand, she reminded herself. Squeezing back out of the tight space, her warm body sliding with an innocent sensuality against his, she said, "If that's all you're interested in today, then, we can get your order together and finalize your payment."

Rahs noticed how her feathers shimmered and moved a bit, like if a great idea just hit her. Maybe something was beginning to fit along with her plans, thought the mercenary when she suddenly shrugged, noticing her breasts jiggle, an action that made his long cock twitch with excitement.

Karivnie was surely a beautiful alien. Even if she wasn't from his species, it really didn't matter to him, he could have fun with anyone he wanted. He even have had his fun with human girls, and there was not even a small hesitation in his plans for taking the avian merchant as his object of satisfaction. He did know however, to appreciate beauty and business even with a raging hard on, and held back his primal needs until opportunity showed up.

Maybe the merchant would be happy to offer her body to Rahs if she wanted to pay him off. Though the brothel wasn't a bad idea, she was something special, and therefore more precious than any prostitute.

Karivnie then slipped back, her body against his, his cold scaly skin feeling the warmth of her feathered one. She was so soft and petite, Rahs couldn't help but smile inside his helm as his arms and chest felt her skin moving away. "I guess it is all," Rahs said, looking down at her curvy body, easily looking at her breasts and the down at her vulva without giving off the feeling of staring where he shouldn't.

Her feathers gained a blue tinge as she walked back towards the lift that had taken them down into the ship's cargo hold, wondering at the smile she had heard in the enigmatic mercenary's voice. Why did he always wear that mask, anyway?

Flicking her wings in another shrug, she keyed the sequences that activated the mechanical arms built into the ceiling, lifting the merchandise he'd expressed interest in onto a heavy vehicle. Watchful eyes observing the precise work of the machinery, Karivnie nonetheless watched Rahs approach in the corner of her vision, his larger, heavier body negotiating the tight space with surprising grace.

As he reached her, she decided to make her secondary offer after all. "Rahs," she said, "I'm under the impression that you're a soldier for hire, and I may have a job for you. You would be compensated, of course. Are you interested?" It was blunt and probably gave away her inexperience with mercenaries, but she had offered payment. The rest was just business, and she had plenty of experience there. She just needed to figure out what he wanted, and then whittle it down to something that she was willing to give.

Unless he just uses that nice body of his and runs off with whatever he wants, the ever-present voice of her paranoia added. She ignored it. If he had wanted to rob her, he could have already. Eyes lingering briefly on his massive erection, Karivnie guessed that he could be otherwise paid off, but since he had remained utterly professional with her, she assumed he wouldn't try to include that possibility in the bargaining. That was just as well for her, anyway; his impossible size aside, she still had strange, passionate dreams of a perverse encounter on a desolate twilight world, and needed nothing more to confuse her sense of herself than that.

They could keep things just business. She could handle business. And then she could go spend some time in her quarters to deal with the heat roiling within her from the surreal, erotic memories of her encounter with Aegir. She could feel her nipples hardening, flushing dark and peeping from the down covering her breasts, and she mentally shook herself.

Just business.

Karivnie started to walk back towards the lift that took them down to the basement, her feathers obtaining a blue hue. She then shrugged again and proceeded to input a code so the machinery would take the heavy weapons. Rahs obviously followed her, taking the piece of armor he brought.

As soon as Rahs stepped in the platform and after he let the fauld fall to the floor, she asked him to do a job. "You're under the right impression," he said, not really surprised that she deduced he was a mercenary. "... I am if you can cover my price, which I can think of after hearing it all. What's the job about?"

Well, this was actually something really good for the reptilian. This not only gave him something to do so he wouldn't die of boredom after leaving the planet, but this also showed the opportunity to take sweet Karivnie to quench his needs. And then he noticed how she stared for a bit at his erection, and then he was sure that she liked what she saw. She could already be wet and excited by looking at him, and her nipples hardening and peeping through her down covering her breasts reassured his thoughts.

If Karivnie thought she could pay him with her body, then she might as well would stick with that, because Rahs was now closing the deal and would soon get his payment. He turned his body to look at her directly, and then made a really natural pose that showed his muscles really well with some help from the lights, and also it made one of his hands rest on one of his thighs, close to his erection to keep her attention near the massive member.

"The job, simply put, would be seeking out some missing persons. The rest of the crew for this ship, my family, were ambushed and captured by the Terrisol Merchant Consortium. We were conducting business with them and they apparently decided it would be more lucrative to take our goods and likely sell my family as well. I don't have the resources to track them down myself, so hiring you would be my best option. They were captured on Terrisol's main planet, but I have no idea where they could be now, other than that they may well have been killed or enslaved since then. If they're alive, I propose that you return them to me, and if dead, simply that you bring me word and sufficient evidence of the fact." Karivnie carefully left out the fact that, as the only escapee of that raid, she was probably worth a sizable sum to the Consortium as well; they had the resources to throw them after bruises to their collective, swollen ego, and she had no intention of letting Rahs know that.

He changed his stance lightly as she spoke, and Karivnie's rebellious body certainly appreciated the effect of the lights playing across him as she fought not to stare. Not a chance, she told herself. Just business. "As far as payment goes," she continued, "I could offer you a considerable discount (it hurt to say those words- she wanted that azurite) "on your purchase, or if you have any needs outside of weaponry yet to be filled, I can see what I have in stock."

Too late, she realized the subtle innuendo running beneath her offer, and kicked herself. It practically sounded like she was propositioning the mercenary, when all she wanted to do was close the deal, get him off of her ship, and then flee to her bedroom to silence her complaining body in a less complicated way. He has yet to make a counter-offer, her traitorous inner voice observed. It may transpire that you have no choice, if you want to keep that azurite...

Karivnie would never admit it, but that actually sounded rather appealing. What was wrong with her?

The Terrisol Merchant Consortium kidnapped her family, the crew members of this ship. They've had bad business before, maybe that's why they decided to make business using them, not with them... Was she with them? If so, how did she manage to escape? They could be looking for her, but that would also cost them, so she'd be fine just staying low and far from Terrisol.

First things first: best way to start investigating would be searching the main planet for clues... follow them if any and I'll probably have to visit the slave pens... She is pretty strong to admit the possible fate of her family...

Rahs knew that the Terrisol merchants could give him a great amount of money if he showed them another member of the K'mari tribe. But that was out of the question. Not only he was loyal to his clients, but he wouldn't do such a thing to a beautiful alien like Karivnie. Doing something good like finding her family was also a weird but pleasant feeling that appeared inside Rahs. He fought in wars to help protect families and friends in his planet, after all. Nostalgia got the best of him.

"I accept the job. I will look for your family and bring them back to you if possible, Karivnie..." he said with a decisive tone. "And it would be okay if you kept the azurite, that's a deal that has been closed for me..." the mercenary added, his lust starting to appear more openly.

DId she just say she was open to offers outside weaponry? It was so inviting... Not that Rahs didn't think in that already. "Well you see... I am pretty interested in what my eyes are looking at right now..." he said, getting closer to the avian merchant until his erect member touched her feather-covered skin, his tip just below the down that covered her breasts with those hardened nipples. One of his hands was limply hanging next to his thigh, but was ready to reach out at any moment to grab Karivnie if she tried to flee.