Karivnie watched the mercenary with great intensity, lust put out of her mind for the moment as she waited to see if he would fulfill a desire much closer to her heart. Her feathers went a joyous, pearly white as he announced that he would take the job, the white gaining a curious blue tinge as he told her that she could keep the azurite. Naturally, she was thrilled, but what did he propose she pay him with then...?

As he finished his thought, his intentions became much more apparent. Karivnie's eyes widened, mingled lust and shock shining in them as she stared at the mercenary towering over her, or more accurately, alternating stares between his massive member and his masked face, wishing again that she could see his expression.

She could feel the heat from the blood suffusing his cock against her, nearly as warm as her skin and his proximity making her grow still warmer, clouding her mind as she stammered out, "I- er, that is- completely unprofessional-" Her body reflected her mixed emotions as she took a half-step back, raising one petite hand as she did. Perhaps she intended to push the stiff member away, but her hand instead wrapped gently around his swollen rod, fingers stroking curiously before she realized her own actions.

Blushing furiously, she completed her step back, mouth opening as she hunted for words to excuse herself.

Rahs could see the shock in her eyes, but it was mixed with lust; a lust that obviously confused the avian merchant as she looked at his face, or rather his mask, and the massive member growing closer until finally touching her body. His cock was full with blood and therefore was even warmer than most of his scaly skin, and it didn't contrast with her soft and warm skin, but on the contrary, it felt like it fit pretty nicely.

"Is it? So would be you stroking my cock, but I don't really want it to stop. If you come to be bothered by this so much, then you can relax and pretend this is all..." Rahs said to her, his voice cooing with a cunning and lustful tone as Karivnie tried to step back, and failed in pushing his member away, instead wrapping her soft warm fingers around it and stroking it. The cock twitched with pleasure due to the touch but soon she stepped back completely.

Her mouth was open, trying to look for an excuse, but she also could feel that she wanted this, the contradiction not enabling her to talk at all. Rahs took a step forward, his cock meeting her skin again, and hovered one hand near her, as if going to carefully grab a porcelain cup, while his other hand touched her abdomen, his wide hand feeling the soft feathers, and caressing it as it lowered slowly to her thighs, very close to her womanhood, but not giving her the satisfaction to be touched there.

"... Just business," he concluded.

Karivnie stood stock-still for a moment, looking for all the world like a child with her hand caught in the cookie jar as her eyes flickered around herself. His slyly stroking hand and his smoothly cunning words had her frozen to the spot, his final mocking statement hanging in the air between them for a breath as they both waited for her answer.

"No!" It was soft, but impossible to misunderstand; as she spoke she pivoted, neatly dodging Rahs' hovering hand and ascending to the main floor with one flap of her wings, running for her quarters where she had another gun. Against all dictates of sense, she caught herself glancing over her shoulder. She was still uncertain of what she really wanted- that was a lie, she knew exactly what her body wanted- but she had some pride left to her, and she would not suffer the blow to her business' reputation that using her body as collateral would cause.

Kicking herself for her hesitation, she started running again, wondering if she could make it to her quarters before Rahs caught up to her, if she could get him to take some other payment if she had a gun in hand to underline her point, if she could just trade another favor to keep his mouth shut about her indiscretion... Just business, even if I don't want this to be business as usual...none of that! she scolded herself firmly, running harder as she heard heavy footsteps drawing nearer.

Damn it!

She had stayed silent for a good while, surely the time froze for her. It looked like Karivnie was so close to be seduced into paying with her body for a job like that. But her denial was kind of firm, and quickly fled, the platform slowly rising to the main floor.

As the platform grew closer to the floor, Rahs simply jumped, pulling himself over and landing on the main floor. He slowly walked, looking around to find out where she was headed. Some footsteps could be heard a bit far away, and slowly walked towards the hall she was in. She was running so desperately. Rahs sighed and walked towards her... then sped up, reaching his full running speed, his heavy footsteps echoing on the walls, covering the distance much faster than her.

She still had a bit of distance ahead of him thanks to the head start. "Hope you don't think I'll go around saying what my payment is for the job, this will be just between you and me -(yes, only between you and me...)- so don't fear for your reputation!" Rahs said, catching up quickly. But what if she just denied her primal lust? It was obvious she was heading to grab something to defend herself, and that wouldn't be so good. Just in case, a tentacle sprouted from the mercenary's arm and reached out being near her feet, ready to make her trip if she kept running.

Karivnie just barely kept in a cute, alarmed squeak as Rahs suddenly loomed over her, spinning to face him with her wings half-spread. He was too close to keep running now; it would just give him her back, and every K'mari was instinctively protective of their wings.

Eyes wide and fixed on Rahs' center mass, watching the muscles of his torso to track his movements, Karivnie didn't notice the tentacle lurking near her feet. Instead, she waited until she felt he was distracted with speaking, replying as she feinted by snapping one wing out at him, "I'd rather not risk it, thanks", turning to run while her wing obscured his vision.

The world turned abruptly horizontal, the smack of the floor stunning her for a moment as she lay prone, one ankle snared in the reptilian's tentacle. Dazed, she rose to all fours, the firm curves of her ass revealing glimpses of her wet lips to the mercenary standing over at a unique angle to appreciate all the beauty her delicate body had to offer. "What...?" she murmured, looking for what had brought her down.

Rather not risk it? ... "Agh," Rahs didn't think she would swing her wing at him so fast, distracted by the explanation he made. Did she really have to be so hard to convince? There was no other choice for him. While his vision was obscured by the wind, the tentacle had made its way around her ankle, and suddenly pulled.

There was a loud 'thud' as Karivnie hit the floor. The mercenary didn't think she'd fall that hard, but at least it stunned her. For a moment she laid prone, and Rahs had that moment to stop running and walk slowly at her. Then she rose to all fours, still dazed by the sudden fall, and tried to find out what happened before searching for the tentacle.

Rahs had indeed the most perfect view at her rear then. Her curvy ass was shown like a prize into the air, and not that it didn't deserve praise. Just below that and between her firm thighs were her nether lips, showing glimpses of being wet and ready to be satisfied. This view was practically enough for any one to just cum without even touching themselves, too bad that that really was practically impossible.

"You should believe my words. You are, after all, my client now," Rahs said to her while other two tentacles sprouted, one reaching out and holding her leg and the other one wrapping around her waist, ready to keep the alien still if she tried to flee again. His cock throbbed and twitched, eager to fuck the lights out of the beautiful avian merchant. "Just look at you, so wet already," Did she enjoy watching or does she love a good chase as foreplay? Or maybe both? He said teasingly as he put his hands on her ass cheeks, caressing and groping them, enjoying how they felt, the down increasing the softness.

Karivnie groaned and moved against his groping hands in spite of herself, angling her hips provocatively up at him, her spread wings giving her the look of a lustful angel bound like an offering before the mercenary. She turned, even that small movement flaunting the beauty of her body's tight curves, unaware that she licked her lips as eyes fixed instantly on Rahs' throbbing cock. Tearing her eyes away as she felt more dew collect along her slit, she managed to reply with a touch of sarcasm, "Are you this courteous to all of your clients, then?"

In spite of herself, her feathers were becoming a wicked, lustful emerald, the only sign of her displeasure now the half-raised feathers of her crest. She hadn't resigned herself yet to her position, but her body wasn't going to let her argue much longer. "Don't be too proud of yourself," Karivnie snapped as he remarked on her wetness. Lying, she continued, "It's the middle of the mating cycle for the K'mari, and if it weren't you wouldn't be able to phase me." Any drugs he might have shouldn't work on me, so that's true at least... I hope.

She looked indeed like a lustful angel, her feathers bearing a jade coloring that contrasted with her violet eyes. Karivnie even absently raised her hips, exposing more of her lustful side and then stared at his cock that throbbed in anticipation. And apparently she did as well, or at least part of her, as she licked her lips while her eyes lingered on the massive member.

Her juices continued to form inside her passage, and then said a sarcastic comment that made Rahs laugh in his mind. "Of course not... not all are female and beautiful," he answered, noticing that her crest was half-raised. Probably due to disagreeing with her body, the mercenary thought but her reply interrupted him.

"Oh really? You sure you're not bluffing?" The former soldier cooed again, trying to remember all the information he knew about the K'mari since he managed to learn some things while traveling, considering they are famous merchants. His hand reached her thighs, and slowly neared her slit until his palm cupped it, feeling how quickly her lower lips reacted to his touch and wetting his hand.

His answer made Karivnie scowl, though inwardly she was pleased at the compliment. Aesthetics were a weakness of the K'mari, and while the merchants were trained to be pickier than most, beauty was still highly prized.

Still... "Quite sure," she growled, crest flaring as she glared at him, a rather amusing sight coming from someone so cute and delicate. Breath catching a little as his slightly cool hand covered her hot lower lips, Karivnie scowled, her typically shy demeanor stripped away to reveal a feistier side of the avian girl. Flushing as she felt her fluids collect in Rahs' hand, she caught him by surprise with a hefty blow with her wings, an audible thump going through the room as powerful wings met the reptilian alien's heavy chest.

At the same time, Karivnie snapped, "Now let me go" as she tried to pull away from the tentacles holding her, the sensation of being restrained beginning to prickle at her racial claustrophobia. It mixed and contrasted oddly with her arousal, the fear mixing her adrenaline into her lustful body and making it even harder to focus. Trying to ignore the conflicting feelings building within her, she continued to struggle in her bonds, feeling herself growing wetter still. This is not some kind of game! Why is being afraid making me like this?! she wailed inside her head, her frustration with her rebellious body reaching a new height.

"You're quite sure you're lying..."
Her crest flared, and Karivnie surely tried to give him the angriest expression she had, which was indeed pretty amusing and cute coming from someone like her. It didn't do much at all, even as it interesting as the sight was, Rahs only stayed indifferent towards her change in expression.

Thump! Well, the blow hit pretty hard. He certainly didn't see it coming right there. It was kinda easy to see coming when he chased her, or when she fell, but when she was barely managing not to give in to the lust? She hit Rahs so hard she even managed to send him falling backwards. Truth is it didn't hurt much, if at all, the former soldier having experienced far more painful attacks. But it kinda stung in his chest, considering almost all vertebrate beings have the most sensitive bones there.

Rahs sat up slowly, his cock standing proud pointing directly at the ceiling as he watched how she struggled with the tentacles. "Don't resist anymore..." he said kinda lazily, his tone no longer cooing across the room nor being one of authority. The tendrils holding her started to release a bit of aphrodisiac, but it was practically automatic. He planned to take her and make her realize she loved it, even if he had to treat her a bit rougher if Karivnie continued her violent struggling.

Karivnie's violet eyes widened as she heard Rahs hit the floor, and turned to see the muscular male sitting up, cock still pointing determinedly at the ceiling. "Don't resist anymore," he said in a lax tone, interrupting her thoughts as she congratulated herself on knocking him flat on his ass. K'mari were not close-combat fighters; for her, it was quite the accomplishment.

His tone caught her attention. He didn't say it like an order so much as though he really didn't expect her to resist anymore- why? She wasn't going to be able to squirm free, though, that much was obvious- and trying was probably just giving him more of a show than he deserved. Seeing no reason to keep her thoughts silent, Karivnie asked, "Why are you so set on this? You're too big for me; there's no way I can hold all of you, and I'm sure you can find someone more experienced and better able to pleasure you. What makes you think I'll--"

Karivnie stopped mid-sentence, a by-now familiar warmth creeping over her as her chemistry tipped away from anger and back towards lust. Incredulous, she stared at the mercenary, his bright blue eyes watching her through his mask as the aphrodisiac absorbed into her skin. It worked quickly- she felt her cunt twitch as blood rushed to the sensitized folds, her dark skin showing even darker through the haze of her feathers. Her nipples peaked clearly from the thin feathers that covered her breasts, erect and begging for touch as her pussy began to stream fluids once more, her arousal soon wetting her thighs as she tried to keep from whimpering with need. "How...?" she asked, not really expecting an answer. "Where did you find a way to drug K'mari?"

She wasn't sure how, but the liquid she could feel trickling along the curves of her body from the tentacle around her waist and the twin patches of warmth climbing up her legs had to be the cause of her feelings. All she knew of sex comprised a dreamlike sequence she still wasn't sure truly happened, but she knew that she couldn't become this aroused out of nowhere. Reaching back to tug vainly at the tentacle around her waist, resisting valiantly the urge to touch either her breasts or her wet flower, she asked, "What have you done to me, Rahs?"

"I've already decided what my payment should be. And I don't worry about size, I always manage..."
And suddenly Karivnie stopped, and so did Rahs, finding no reason in trying to figure out her unfinished question and answering it. Her eyes weer still wide and stared directly into his, and her nipples grew completely erect, screaming and begging to be touched.

Her confused words didn't expect an answer as her pussy twitched and grew wetter still, her fluids reaching her thighs. They had no answer indeed, since it took Rahs a moment to realize the tentacles secreted the aphrodisiac that coursed through them. It was an automatic reaction, but that made Rahs think about the drug he held since his modification. To affect K'mari?

Ah, but of course, it's not affected by their high body temperature... she thought she was immune to anything, Rahs realized as he stood up, Karivnie still lying on the floor in a pathetic struggle not only with the tentacles holding her but also with the overwhelming lust which increased with the aphrodisiac.

She asked him directly, her mind barely holding the urge to move her hands towards her breasts or cunt. "Nothing dangerous nor permanent, so don't worry," he told the avian merchant as he walked towards her, one more tentacle sprouting from his leg and reaching for her quivering vulva, giving her the satisfaction of having her slit taken care of. Its tip was inside, caressing her lips and the rest of the length brushing against her clit, eager to plunge deeply into her.

You always manage, Karivnie screamed in her head, It's me I'm worried about!

Still, she couldn't manage to hold on to her worries, valid as they were, after the blunt end of Rahs' tentacle began playing with her lower lips. The tentacle's end slid easily along her slit, the attention to her sensitive labia making her squirm and shudder as she fought the impulses to expose herself further to his rapacious intent and to try to escape the stimulation tearing at her natural reserve. As the length of his tentacle began sliding along her clitoris, peeking now out of its hood, a throaty moan escaped the merchant's chaste lips, bowing her back and making her head slump as she fought to contain the passion raging within her.

Shaking her head helplessly, she moaned, "Stop... leave me alone... I don't- ohhhh!" Heat rushed over her in a new wave as the tentacle skimmed the sensitive flesh just surrounded her opening, leaving her gasping and dripping with the evidence of her lust, breath coming hard through her tiny mouth, rushing over lips flushed and burning with passion.

Karivnie was quivering and squirming on the floor as the tentacle played with her slit and with the tender nub that began to show itself behind the lips. She couldn't hold her moans, her back was arching and her head slumped as she tried to shake it.

Stop? As if... Rahs was so slow with the tentacle, it looked like the merchant was being tortured. Should I quench her needs? Was the question when her juices now pooled on the floor as she kept moaning. Rahs made no remark at her plea, but instead watched carefully down on her, as the tentacle finally plunged deeply within her...

(Sorry for the delay- life got a little nuts.)

The achingly slow stroking of the tentacle's blunt head over her sex was, in fact, torture for the K'mari female, her entire body a vibrant emerald as the lust beating at her crumbled her resistance away. Every fiber of her being was focused now on the sensations overtaking her, and she bit her lip as her last shred of dignity stopped her from begging him to take her already.

She could feel the tentacle's head poised just outside of her entrance- What was he waiting for?- before it plunged into her folds, so wet now that he slid inside the sheath of her tight muscles easily. She could feel the tentacle plunge deep into her, making her inhale sharply with shock and pleasure as she automatically rocked back into the tentacle. In spite of herself, or at least, what stubborn bits of herself were still protesting the encounter, a contented moan escaped her.

Maybe to make up for that slip of her tongue, or maybe out of sheer perverseness, Karivnie looked back over her shoulders, the molten heat in her eyes belying her words. "This means I'll hold you to what you said about me keeping the azurite." Her voice was breathy and kittenish, which probably made her practical words sound even funnier than her current position already did, but she strove to ignore it. Just business it is, then.