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Track you down pt.3

Pairing: yautja (feral) x f!reader 

Warnings: stalking | size kink | size difference | NSFW | sex | monsterfucking

Summary: Having more questions than answers, you quickly forget about everything thanks to him except one decision - will you give in or resist?

Words: 1,630

Notes: Here we go straight to the naughty stuff, read at your own risk.

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You swallowed deeply, unable to think.

Perfect mate? What is this all about?

Shouting at yourself at the same time in your head because it was more than clear what it was about. 

“I-”

Your mind was completely blank. He reached to your cheek and brushed his fingers across the scar he left there before, letting out a satisfied growl. He marked you. While you felt confused about what  you just heard, you felt way more confused about your feelings when you felt him touch you. He was giant, yet so gentle. He could crush someone's head within a second, yet his skin somehow felt so smooth and nice even with all its scaling. You bit your lip as your eyes fell down to his thighs. 

What is wrong with me?!

You shook your head and pulled away from him.  He tilted his head, clearly confused at your reaction. 

“I smell your feelings.”

He made his clicking noise once again, forcing his body close to yours, making you step back  and stumble on the couch, falling down on it. 

“Wait, I have a lot of questions.”

Your head was one big tornado of thoughts and scenarios and theories. You wanted to know his history, the truth about all the conspiracies you've read and mainly, why did he choose you as his mate? 

What does being a mate even mean? Why me?

“You get your answers later.”

You blinked in response and watched him get closer, leaning onto you. It seemed his talking was more understandable and less cracked the more he talked. You laid down on your back as he was forcing you to by getting closer and closer. He was inhaling your scent again, twirling his mandibles.

Placing a knee between your legs and putting his weight to it, the couch dangerously cracked. He was running his claws on your skin gently enough to not leave any scratches, giving you goosebumps. You couldn't help it but let out a silent moan as he pulled his knee up, touching your whole aroused crotch area. He let out a short hiss which you translated as a chuckle. He knew what he was doing to you. Just his presence was affecting you, the way he was towering above you. You never thought you'd have such… kinks. 

You grabbed the edge of your shirt and pulled it over your head, throwing it on the ground followed by your bra. You decided to give in to the burning lust. He seemed more than pleased as he had more bare skin to trail his fingers on. Cupping your breasts, they disappeared in his giant hands and his mandibles stretched out happily. His chest was rising quicker together with his deeper breathing. He tugged on the edge of your pants. You sat down and removed them, sitting there only in panties, hesitating. Tilting his head, he used his claws to just simply cut the string and remove them for you.

It was a really weird feeling, sitting  all naked in front of him. You felt so fragile and exposed suddenly, doubting your choices for a moment.

What does he even look like down there? Does he do like .. normal sex?

You were gonna find out anyway. So far everything was the same as if you were with another person, only he was bigger and his skin more rough.  Silencing your thoughts, you grabbed his only cover. He didn’t stop you, only watched you as you let it fall to the ground and your eyes widened at his member.

Partly hard already, the skin on his cock was more rough again just like on the rest of his body. You could already tell he’s huge, way more huge than what you’ve encountered so far. It made sense considering his height and everything, you actually expected something worse even. Except for the more distinct veins and its overall size and length, it wasn’t that different from a human cock. 

I can take this, definitely. 

He let out a groan and grabbed your waist, turning you around on your belly and raising your lower body to the air. You gasped at the sudden movement, his grip on your waist was rather rough. Moving his hands down your sides, he grabbed your ass and squeezed it. You heard him moan, at least it sounded like some kind of a moaning and growling together. Using the top of his hand, he rubbed your clit, making you shiver under his touch with pleasure. It seemed he knew exactly what to do. 

Maybe we are not so different after all.

You were dripping wet, leaving his hand covered in your juices a little. He put the hand to his face and sniffed it, enjoying the smell. Grabbing your sides again, he stroked himself over our entrance and clit. You felt him grow bigger and bigger while you were getting even more wet. 

“Fill me up, already.”

You whined at him, face burrowed into the couch. You couldn’t take the playing anymore, you wanted to feel him deep inside, fucking the last bits of your thoughts, telling you this is wrong, out of your mind. 

"As you wish."

He groaned the words and stroked his cock a few times before placing it at your entrance. You didn't need any help, your pussy was wet and ready more than enough. You closed your eyes feeling him push forward and stretching your insides to its limits. It was painful at first, you underestimate his size. Hearing your painful whining, he stopped moving and let you adjust a little. 

"No, keep going."

It might've been painful but the pleasure was stronger. He didn't waste a moment and started to thrust into you, going a little deeper and quicker with each one. Not long after you were only moaning as the pain was gone. You've never felt so full before, never felt fucked so good before. Digging your fingers into the couch, your moans became louder and his pace increased. The room was filled with his pleased growling mixed with your moans. His grasp on your sides tightened as he was getting into it, losing the sense of everything except releasing himself. Soon you felt his sharp claws cutting into your skin and felt a few drops of blood running down your belly. Your arms started to feel weak from supporting yourself and from the pleasure. Your whole body felt weak, covered in sweat. If it wasn't for him holding you up in position, you'd collapse under him, trembling as you felt your inside clenching around his cock.

"I'm gonna- I'm gonna-"

You weren't even able to finish the sentence because with every thrust you had to moan. You wished he never stopped fucking you. He felt your pussy getting tighter and increased his pace even more, filling the room with wet slapping everytime he fully slammed into you. 

You reached for his hand and squeezed it, trying to make him stop digging into your sides but he didn't even notice your grasp. 

Your vision blurred, reaching your climax. Your body went limp while he slammed into you a couple more times, releasing a load inside of you. You felt it dripping out of your pussy down your thighs as you couldn't take so much of it. 

His growls calmed down and he just purred silently now. He kept his cock inside of you, realizing the damage he did to your sides. You felt his rough hands massaging it. 

Feeling the strength coming back to your body, you picked yourself up and moved away from dick, making even more of his juices drip down your legs and on the couch. He raised his head, inhaling and exhaling deeply. Like a warrior after victory. 

How did this even fit inside of me?

You stared at his massive cock. You were so small compared to his behemoth frame, yet he filled you up just perfectly. You shivered at the thought, almost wishing for another round right now. He covered himself with a piece of armor laying on the ground. You were inspecting the scratches on your sides. Nothing terrible, it was barely a cut but it was enough to release a few drops of blood. 

"I'm sorry."

He kneeled in front of you and pointed at the scratches.

"No, it was.. quite hot."

You grabbed your own clothes and dressed back up while he was looking at you. You wondered how he sees wearing the helmet. Before you could ask your question together with many others, a sharp loud noise followed by a bright white light made you jump. It looked like the news was right, a large storm came to your town. 

"My time has come."

He stood up and grabbed the disc object from your shelf.

"Keep this safe, and secret."

He pressed something on it and gave it to you. 

"It will let you know when I'm coming." 

"Wait, you are leaving?"

You shoot up from the couch. He didn't answer any of your questions, but you didn't want him to leave for some other reason.

"Where are you going? Can't I go with you?"

"It is not possible."

He cloaked, making himself completely invisible in the darkness. 

"Yet."

The curtains moved as he ran through them to the balcony, disappearing from your view, leaving only the typical clicking noise left behind himself for a couple more minutes. You stood in the silence and darkness, still feeling the heat in your abdomen. You were determined to find everything possible about him or his species. The thought of being able to leave your life and problems and everything else behind was attractive to you. The unknown, the different, attracted you as well.

Not only that was attractive.

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Track you down pt.5

Pairing: yautja (feral) x f!reader 

Warnings: hunting killing animals | size kink | breeding | monster fucking | monster loving | NSFW

Summary: As you spend more time with your yautja, you start to learn more about him and his culture, working your way towards “proving” yourself to the others of his species. You also learn there's a 5th season in the year.

Words: 2, 885

Notes: This is smut smut smut. I’m here going through one of my thirsty moods and just kept writing, and this chapter came out of it. Not sorry. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, NSFW chapter.

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words used: sain’ja - warrior ooman - human ~~~

You never knew you could be capable of so much strength and agility. Even your senses got sharper afterwhile, since you weren't over stimulated by the mess of daily city life and stress from your work.

Hunting was a big part of his culture. Hunting for trophies, glory, social status in their clans. The first time you went hunting with your Yautja, he was pleasantly surprised. He took you to another part of his planet which was close to being a typical forest you knew well back home. You had some doubts about yourself at first, but you had some hunting knowledge in you after all. When you were a kid, your father occasionally took you with him to hunt. You learnt patience, handling rifles and staying hidden using the wind direction so the animals couldn’t smell you. It was years, but you still remembered it all. The fact you had your dog with you on the hunt helped too. To your Yautja disappointment, you weren't able to finish the first couple of hunts fully, but that changed over time. You two were going on adventures almost daily, each hunt taking longer and longer as you got stronger. You got numb to all the blood and death, finally hunting down and killing your first prey.

But can't we just go to Earth? We can get a bunch of food and other stuff for me, you've always kept asking him but he refused everytime. 

It's too dangerous considering the mess I've left there, was always his reply. 

He meant that it was dangerous for you, not him. Massacred soldiers in your house, blood and guts everywhere, alien fluids on the couch mixed with yours. He was right, you were not able to go near Earth for quite some time. You were surprised how little you missed your old life, your friends and even your family. Sometimes you wondered if they were even searching for you, or the government covered it all up so no one worried about you. They were more than capable of doing that.

When you two weren’t adventuring together, you stayed in his ship all the time. It was his home all the time, except the few occasions he came back to his homeland. He didn’t let you just wander around and explore by yourself to your disappointment.

You are not ready yet, he always said.

Not ready for this, not ready for that, not the right time for this and that. You didn’t understand what he was waiting for all the time, what he was afraid of. He was worried about other Yautjas finding out about you, maybe that was why?

When the time is right, you need to… prove yourself, was the reply to your question about his clan mates.

From what you knew about him and his species so far, you were almost certain that proving yourself meant obtaining some kind of worthy prey. Killing it and getting a trophy of it. You always shivered at the thought, not wanting to think about it any longer. Of course you were able to hunt some smallish animals, surprisingly similar to the earth ones, but you knew those weren't anything worthy enough in Yautjas eyes.

His ship was rather big, but soon you realized it's not big enough for you to get some time alone without your Yautja. He wanted to be near you at all times. You slowly learnt all his body and mandible language. You also learnt he was quite short tempered and he loved to be praised. Lots of things had to be done his way or he got annoyed. During your hunts, he made sure you're watching how he's sneaking to the prey before killing it. He always observed the animals way too long during hunts. For a long time you believed he was doing it only to show off himself, to make you adore him even more. As if it was possible to fall for him more, you always chuckled.

I don't care for the animals, I'm enjoying our time together while doing something I love… and you do too, he explained every time he saw you getting tired at the length of tracking the prey.

You didn't want to admit it but you enjoyed hunting too. The thrill, adrenaline of it. The danger of it, which he protected you from for now. You were looking forward to feeling the danger once the two of you started going after some bigger prey. He always laughed at you for not being able to keep up for as long as him and you were determined to prove him wrong, lasting longer the next hunt. He loved to tease you and you loved to tease him back.

Despite all his short tempered behavior, he had quite some patience with your dog. When your dog kept barking or whining to the point it made even you irritated, he remained calm. One time you caught the two through door space, your dog wagging his tail and licking your mate's knee, while he was using one finger to scratch your dog between his ears gently. It was truly an otherworldly sight as he never showed any interest towards your dog. Most of the time it looked like he regretted not killing him at first sight instead of taking him to the ship. The two of them slowly developed their own language you didn't understand. Different whistles and purring, your dog immediately knew what his new dad wanted. It always made you chuckle. Soon, your mate actually enjoyed having him at hunts and sending him after some small and weak prey and just watching him from the trees.

Cold breeze woke you up from your dream state, realizing your fur cover was gone and you were covered by the shadow of your mate, towering over you sitting at your legs. It was still dark, but you could see his yellow eyes piercing into yours with lust. 

The sexual tension between you two was almost touchable and not decreasing at all. It was only growing if anything. He was really demanding the past few days, wanting to touch you at any chance, be as close to you as possible. He was inhaling your scent way more often as if something had changed. Sometimes he seemed like he couldn’t control himself near you. He didn't know what personal space meant and you had a doubt he wanted to know, but you enjoyed his presence, his touches. You enjoyed the feeling of being wanted so bad. When you got overwhelmed, he had his ways to make you change your mind and you always let him have his way because you enjoyed it as well. It was all teasing games, you knew he wouldn't touch you if you really didn't want to. The way he honored and respected you, no one ever treated you like that.

You blinked at him, trying to wake yourself up. As you wanted to sit up, he leaned closer to you and placed his hand on your chest. Claws tickling your bare skin as he slid his hand under your shirt, giving you goosebumps. 

"Can't we take a single day off?" You laughed and stretched your body.

You wanted him, feeling the lust grow as your eyes ran over his muscular chest, but your lower area was still quite sore from yesterday. You could use a break. 

"Can't help it," he purred and squeezed your breast softly, making you moan silently. "I want to breed you."

"Breed me?" You asked confused. "I'm still a little sore down… down there." 

You placed your hand on your abdomen area and he tilted his head. 

"Maybe it just needs a massage."

Twirling the mandibles, his hand slid down from your breast right down to your crotch and rubbed against your clit. Your cheeks immediately heated up as you felt the pleasure growing in your lower belly. He nuzzled on your cheek with mandibles, his typical way of kissing. 

"It is the right time," he purred into your ear. "Mating season."

You blinked confused. 

"Mating season? What?" You asked between moans as he kept playing with your clit.

"It means it's breeding time… and I am gonna breed you."

You had a feeling it's not like a normal round you two had before, he wouldn't specify that I'm gonna breed you otherwise. He immediately felt your tension and hesitation. 

"Want me to leave? Say it, sain'ja."

When you opened your mouth to reply, he added pressure into the hand rubbing your clit, making you swallow all words you wanted to say and keep moaning instead. 

He for sure has his ways to make things go how he wants, you smirked in your mind.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him closer to you. He clicked his mandibles, satisfied. You slid your hands down from his neck and found the clip on his belt, removing it together with him getting rid of your panties. His member slapped against your belly, reminding you of his size. He sat between your legs, grabbing them and placing them up against his shoulders.

"You know our DNA can't be combined, right?" 

"Even if it's true, I'm going to fill you up anyway." He replied in a deep growl.

He started to stroke his cock slowly, his eyes closing with pleasure.

If? Shot through your mind. You were certain two different species can't successfully breed. Maybe…

"Maybe there's a chance if we try hard enough," he said and placed his hand on your stomach. 

He easily covered your whole stomach from side to side with just one hand. It kept fascinating him, how small you were compared to him. Such a small ooman, able to handle yautja. Your small frame, trembling under his behemoth one, aroused him insanely. His cock twitched and he hissed, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you up towards him impatiently. The tip of his cock pressed against your entrance, you let out another needy moan. Your back arched in an unnatural position but you ignored it, your mind overwhelmed by the lust and thought of being railed by him. He slid his length inside you fully and started to thrust in a quick pace. You gasped in surprise, still needing a little bit of time to adjust to his size even though you two had many many rounds before. Without stopping or slowing down, his yellow eyes were fixated on your face, watching it grimace in pleasure. Your lips partly opened, moaning. He dug his fingers into your thighs, keeping them from falling off his shoulders. 

The position you were in made the whole act more intense. You never felt him so deep inside before, hitting your pleasure spot at such angle. Your vision was blacking out with every thrust he made. You heard him purr louder and louder as his pace increased. He let go of your legs and you slid down on the bed. Within a blink of an eye, both of you rolled around and you were on top of him, positioning yourself onto his member. You watched his face as you lowered yourself and his full length disappeared inside of you. His mandibles widened in pleasure. You felt his cock pulsating and started to ride him. Slowly at first, enjoying every single second, but he grew impatient quickly and pushed you down holding your waist, setting the pace as he wanted. You enjoyed teasing him, but also didn't want to prolong the climax you both were hungry for.

As your surroundings filled up with moans, your heart was beating rapidly and you felt your walls tighten around your mate's cock. His grip on your waist tightened as well and when you both came and you started to get weakened by the pleasure, wanting to lay next to him. He pushed you down into his crotch, the tip of his twitching cock so deep it was touching your cervix. Keeping you in place, you felt his warm seed filling you up. His claws scratched the surface of your soft skin as he released his load till the last drop. You felt the growing wetness underneath you, your pussy couldn’t even take all the cum. It was dripping out, even though you were still plugged by his cock. 

He released an annoyed hiss as he realized it’s dripping out of you because you were sitting on top of him. Fingers still dug into your sides, he shifted you under him with one quick move. You felt his cock still pulsate inside of you, making sure no more cum dropped out. He moved his hand to your cheek and caressed it with a finger, tickling your face with his mandibles, both of you enjoying the moment of intimacy.

You experienced many wild stuff with your mate already not only in sex, but this was the most wild and hot stuff so far. You could say it was one of the sweetest things too as you were all locked under him, surrounded by his strong arms, your face cupped by his and his hand. Raising your hand, you gently played with his dreadlocks. They were extremely sensitive, but touching them softly and running your fingers through them gently enough brought him much pleasure. 

“Not done yet?” You smirked, feeling his member growing and hardening in you again.

“This was just the beginning, my little brave ooman,” he groaned in reply and started to move slowly. “Breeding is a long, precise process.”

You knew he couldn’t smirk, but you swore you saw a big one on his face at that moment. Your body was weak already from the orgasm you just had and you felt like you had no energy, but when you felt him moving inside of you again, barely hitting the right spot, all the tiredness faded away. New wave of energy rushed through your body and you rocked your hips against his, wanting him to hit the spot fully. This time it took long before both of you were panting, filling the room with moans again. You were being filled with another load of his cum, mixing with your juices. Everything under you was wet and covered in it. 

Trying to catch your breath, calming your heart rate, you watched him pull his cock out of you completely covered in the mix of yours and his cum. Your arms, wrapped around his shoulders till now, fell next to your head. You were exhausted, out of your mind from another orgasm. He locked his fingers with yours and stared at you silently, covering your face with his hot breath, till you calmed down enough. 

Right when you opened your mouth to ask him about the length of the whole mating season, as he called it, you were flipped over on your belly and felt his cock near your entrance once again. If you thought two rounds were enough already, you were up for a real wild and long ride. He stood up on his knees and pulled up your butt. The second he let go of your sides, your legs lost balance and you felt like falling back down on your belly. Your legs were too weak to support you. Letting out a satisfied groan as he saw how good he fucked you, he positioned you back up and kept supporting you on his own, sliding his full length back into you.

Oh my–, shot through your mind before it went dark from the non stopping pleasure. 

~

Hours later of constant breeding, as he kept calling it, you laid motionless on the bed. Feeling like a ragdoll and covered in sweat, with your lower body covered in cum, weighed down by the full weight of your yautja who just collapsed on top of you. 

"My little sainja." He whispered. "Full of surprises."

It was the final round, even he was already exhausted. 

"Usually only strong female Yautjas are capable of such breeding."

You were dizzy, only noticing the deafening heartbeat making both of your bodies vibrate. Before, you believed it's impossible for two different species to have an offspring, but after being filled with cum whole day to the point you felt like it's in your stomach as well, you doubted it. If it was possible, you knew your mate was the one to make it happen.

You tried to move, but it felt like your whole body became one big piece of jelly. You gave up and coughed, sending a signal to your mate that it's hard to breathe underneath his weight. It was hard for him to move as well, but he shoved himself off you and rested right next to you instead. Wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you to him tightly like a teddy bear. The now calm, deep breathing of your Yautja snoozing, resonating in your ears as your head was right on his chest, made your eyes feel heavy quickly. You really wanted to go and wash away all the sweat and juices you both were covered in, but your body wasn't listening to you at all. You snuggled on his chest and let your eyes close, falling to sleep feeling completely exhausted, safe and loved.

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Track you down pt.2

Pairing: yautja (feral) x f!reader 

Warnings: stalking | size kink | size difference 

Summary: Couple of weeks pass by and the unknown device the yautja gifted keeps beeping occasionally, until one night it goes crazy.

Words: 1,230

Notes: Long chapter therefore I decided to split it in two, making this one completely SFW still. 

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Multiple weeks passed by and you were finally stopping to hear the clicking noise everywhere. It was driving you crazy to the point you started to take “mind soothening” pills sometimes. Everytime you turned the TV on you heard about police urgently looking for the disgusting killer who killed the 5 drunk men deep in the forest. They had no clues, anything connected to you either. Everyone around you was terrified that the killer was walking on the streets freely with them. You were laughing at them, you knew he’s nowhere near. 

Or was he?

Your whole body shook as you heard a beep coming from the disc thing your unknown hero gave you. Hero? Yes. As the time went and you kept thinking about that one day, you realized that thing really saved you. You were able to stand for yourself, but you weren’t sure you’d be able to get away. Well, you were able to get away in the end, thanks to him. Your abdomen heated up as you thought about him. 

“Oh I’m really fucked up! Stop!” 

Your words filled the empty room and you gave yourself a little slap. Looking down at your opened laptop you remembered what you wanted to do finally. Search up known facts about the case. Over the weeks you noticed a pattern in all news - as soon as someone mentioned unknown dna or the yautja files, the signal on tv cut. There had to be something about it. 

Searching the word “yautja”, you were surprised to find multiple results. Way more than you expected. Most of that was just conspiracies and theories. Not for you though. 

Hunters .. trophies .. high intelligence .. advanced weapons .. prey .. multiple contact made over hundreds of years .. yautja race .. yautja prime

Pinpointing the important words out of all the articles, your eyes widened at the realization that they come to Earth regularly, to hunt. Hunt people and make trophies out of them. Your yautja looked a bit different from all the footage and pictures you could’ve found but it was still him. 

Maybe a different species or type..

The picture of a dead man's spine and head, freshly pulled out of his back, twitched your stomach. You were right the whole time. There was still one thing you couldn’t find an answer for. Why did it let you live?

Another beep disturbed your concentration. That thing was beeping for a couple of days when you first brought it home and then went completely silent until now. Why would a weapon beep randomly? You stared at its red lights, listening to the beeping becoming more frequent. 

You’d kept staring at the disc device for hours but you felt something wet and cold poking into your thigh.

“Aaaha!” You shouted excitedly. “Someone wants to go for a walk, huh?”

Your dog zoomed around the room, knocking down some glasses and your coffee cup. You smiled at him, this was the reason you owned thick carpets. Grabbing the leash as always you walked outside together. It was dark already even though it wasn’t that late. 

Storm must be coming.

You stopped walking into the forest completely. Your usual route was to go around a few blocks and then back home. It was definitely way more boring and shorter than the forest walks but police wouldn’t let anyone near the forest anyway. 

The town was silent, no one dared to go out once it got darker outside. Only people you met at this time were other dog owners or trouble seekers. Going down a tight street that led back to your house, everything around you muted and every step you took sounded extremely loud. Then it came back. The clicking. Half purring half clicking. 

Fuck, should’ve took more of the pills.

Clenching your jaw you kept walking, pretending you didn't hear anything or feel anxious at all. You noticed your dog whining and sniffing the air and you were getting flashbacks of your first encounter with him. 

“Come!”

Locking the leash on your dog, both of you raced down the street. You had to get home, take your pills, calm down. Maybe nap. Your dog seemed to have fun, running by your side looking at you happily. 

Hm mmm hmm mmm…

You were trying to fill your head with some melody filled with your increasing heartbeat. As you smashed the front doors behind you, you let out a deep, long sight. Grabbing one of the soothing pills, you sat down on the couch and stared blankly into the wall in front of you. Your dog snuggled in his bed and seemed to snooze easily. Not you, you couldn’t calm down even a bit. You kept hearing the clicking noise, your abdomen heating up and a strange cold breeze going up and down your spine. It wasn’t a bad feeling, you just felt confused. Unsure. You didn’t feel scared at all. 

Couple of minutes passed and everything was normal, except the constant clicking noise you believed must've been in your head. Grabbing some thin blanket you left on the couch before, you burrowed yourself into the couch and closed your eyes, hoping for a good rest.

Thump.

Click click click.

Dog whine.

Electricity shimmering.

Your eyes opened widely, not able to see in the darkness around you. Rapidly rising up to find out what’s happening, you realized you were blocked by something. You felt the body warmth and hot breath right above you. Your dog started to growl and bark.

“It’s okay, baby.” 

Calmed by your words, he turned back and curled up in his bed again. You raised your hand up till you bumped into the invisible wall, making it shimmer in red as you ran your fingers on its surface. Your yautja hero. 

“How did you find me?” 

He uncloaked and stood up, blocking all sources of light with his behemoth body. Rotating his head around he seemed to look for something. You followed him and stood behind him. 

“Tracked you.”

His voice sounded a little cracked, but you could understand him. Could he speak your language the whole time? He pointed at the disc device he gave you at your first encounter. You rolled your eyes. How did you not think about it? Of course he wouldn’t give you a weapon just like that. 

Wait, why would he want to track me?

Blinking in confusion, he turned back to you. With the tiny bit of light that managed to go through, you saw his body covered in blood. He was on hunt again. 

“Are you here to finish me?” 

You crossed your arms, thinking you’d look more intimidating. You swore that if he could laugh, he’d be laughing right now. Instead, you heard some kind of a hiss hiccup. 

“If I wanted to kill you, you’d be only a red mass soaking into the grass before already.”

He stepped closer to you and stood on your side, grabbing your hair. 

“You are strong.” 

Walking around you slowly, he played with your hair, letting it fall through his fingers.

“Not as strong as other humans I fight.” 

You felt him sniff the top of your head and shivered.

“But you are fearless and smart.”

He finished his circle around you and stood up in front of you, taller than before. 

“Perfect mate.”

“Worthy.”

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Track you down

Pairing: yautja (feral) x f!reader 

Warnings: gore | blood | violence | killing | x yautja so.. monster horniness | sexual tension | alcohol mention | size difference 

Summary: What could happen during an ordinary dog walk?

Words: 2,497

Notes: Not set 300 years in the past but nowadays world (not directly 2022 in particular, just modern times in general). I’ve never written anything that wasn’t about slashers so I didn’t want to fully jump straight into some monster fuckery and just came up with this even though I’m goddamn horny for feral boy. Call this a warm up for upcoming future fics about him.

Planned this as a one shot, but seeing how it turned out I think the second chapter would be essential. Depends yet on feedback mood and everything.

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Slamming the doors behind you, you rushed home. It was a Friday evening and you finally finished work. The only thing you wished for now was to enjoy some time with your dog waiting patiently for you at home. 

He was wagging his tail like crazy like you've been gone for months and not just a few hours. Swapping your bag for dog leash, both of you left the house and headed towards the forest. It wasn't really near where you lived, but it wasn't far either. 

You loved to go there whenever you had a chance, to clear your mind and relax while breathing in the nice fresh air. The forest was always silent and calm with occasional bird chirping and leaves moving around due to wind. You expected to hear some yelling from a distance since it was friday and some people loved to party away from the town, but it was more silent than during normal weekdays. You didn’t think much about it, you were here to chill after all.

As you walked deeper into the forest your usual route, the usual bird chirps turned into clicking noise. You furrowed your eyebrows at the noise, it sounded really weird. Out of place. You couldn’t think of anything that would resemble the noise, you never heard anything quite like that before. 

"Just my imagination." 

You said it out loud and your dog turned back at you and tilted his head. You smiled and grabbed a random stick laying next to you, throwing it into a distance. He ran after it quicker than a bullet, bringing it back to you within a single blink of an eye.

"Good boy!"

Patting his head you grabbed the stick out of his mouth and threw it again, further this time. Wasting no time he followed it, but suddenly stopped in the middle of his run.  He loved this activity and he followed whatever you threw no matter the circumstances. The fact he stopped like that and didn't want to go further was weird. His ears were rapidly shaking as they followed some sound you couldn't hear. His behaviors made you feel uneasy and you called him back to you. He hesitated until you yelled the command for a third time, finally rushing to you and looking behind him a couple of times. 

"Let's go a different way."

You had a weird feeling of someone's eyes burrowing into the back of your neck and the hair on your arms stood up. You didn't see nor hear anything, yet the uncomfortable feeling didn't go away. Your dog constantly looking back like he was on guard only made the feeling stronger. Your pace increased to almost jogging. On the nearest pathway split you decided to go right instead of left. It was shorter but you didn't like going through there. The forest got darker around you and more dense you could barely see the sky. Your dog seemed calmer now, whatever was back there must've been gone by now. 

Walking peacefully for several minutes, loud shouting cut through the air. Drunk shouting. Once you got closer, the trees disappeared and you were met with a decently big grass area. You didn't remember it being here at all, but it was some time since you walked this route. Right in the middle there was a bench, surrounded by 5 drunk men. You called your dog to you so you can pass by them together. Drunk people scared you, especially drunk young men in groups like that. Every encounter you've had with them so far, they were only vulgar and aggressive, shouting all kinds of stuff at you. With a dog right by your side, you felt way better. You cursed yourself for choosing this path. Whatever animal made those clicking noises before and made you feel so uneasy would leave you alone. Nothing dangerous lived in this area anyway.

Thinking about your precious encounter, you heard the noise again and this time it seemed closer. Your dog was on alert, sniffing the air rapidly. 

"Hey! Kitty!"

The drunks finally noticed you and the smell of alcohol hit your nose. Inhaling deeply, you ignored them and the clicking noise and kept walking. 

"Look at her! Dude!"

"Wait, wait. Come on!"

They slowly got up from the bench and blocked the path in front of you. You had plenty of space to just walk around them but you already didn't like where it was going. 

"You can't just leave, kitty!"

One of them grabbed your arm, laughing. Your dog immediately growled loud, exposing his teeth. 

"Let go-"

A loud noise stopped you mid sentence. It was like a shot, deafening. You knew your dog was scared of loud noises like these, you always had a hard time during New Year fireworks. He wasn't by your side anymore. He got scared, ran away in panic. 

Those drunks acted like they didn't hear anything at all.

"Who's gonna protect you now, huh? Let's have some fun!"

Their laugh vibrated in your ears. All you thought about was finding your dog.  

"Let go of my hand or you might regret it."

Your voice was calm and low, you really didn't want any trouble. You took self defense and fighting lessons which these guys didn't know. Seeing them, you knew you could easily take them down if you needed. 

"Regret it?"

Another round of laughter was heard and the rest of them started to surround you. When you wiggled your arm off the man's grip, another one grabbed your shoulders from behind. Within a second, you lowered yourself and threw your elbow into the guy's stomach, kicking the guy in front of you hard into his knee. Both of them growled in pain and anger.

"You little bitch!" 

Another one of them grabbed you from behind and pushed you to the side, making you fall. Your eyes widened as you realized you bumped into what seemed like an invisible wall instead of falling to the ground. The clicking noise was loud now, right in your ear. You felt hot air on the top of your head, reminding you of someone breathing. 

"Get her!"

The man who pushed you before sprinted at you. Moving out of the way, you tried to just run away from all that but before you could get any further, the man landed on your back making you hit the ground with his weight on top of you. The air got knocked out of your lungs and you gasped for it. Breathing heavily from the fall, the man got up and turned you around with his foot, holding you down by placing it on your stomach.

"Time for fun, boys?"

You closed your eyes, calming yourself down and regaining the access to the air and strength. You heard them laughing again and dug your nails into the guy's leg, making him curse and let go of you to soothe the pain. 

You heard low growling through his cursing, followed by faint shimmering of electricity. As you stood up to be ready to defend yourself again, you saw a red glow from the corner of your eye. Red laser jumping on you and the man. 

"Hey bro what's that?"

They weren't laughing anymore but instead sobered up suddenly, looking around themselves frantically. The red lasers were starting in the middle of air, high above the ground. They had seemingly no source. One of them waved his hand through the lasers. Nothing happened. He walked forward, following the red line, before his hand bumped into something invisible. 

Everything happened so fast. He gasped in shock and then choked on his own blood, as a large sword-like blade pierced through his chest like it was butter. You froze in place and weren't able to react. Everyone around screamed their lungs out but you were too deep in the forest for anyone else to help you. You saw something shimmering with red and then you saw it. The invisible wall you bumped into earlier, the source of the unnerving clicking sound. The creature was uncloaking, partly covered in blood. 

One of the men tried to run away but was quickly caught up by a net, pinning him to the ground and tightening around his body. The creature moved its mandibles making a deep growling sound as it watched the net tighten more and more, cutting into the man's skin. It seems pleased, enjoying it. You tried to yell to run but no sound came out of your throat. The creature grabbed another guy by his neck and slashed his throat with blades it had attached to its gauntlet. Slashing a few more times, the head stayed in its hand while the body fell onto the ground with a loud thump. It threw the decapitated head into the direction of another one of the men creating a bone cracking noise as it landed on his head, making him fall lifeless to the ground.

Your mouth opened wide in shock, you watched the last guy getting speared and raised in the air as if he weighed nothing. It threw him to the ground with such force you heard bones cracking. While the man was gasping for air, unable to get any due to blood flooding his lungs, the thing used its gauntlet to cut the skin on his back. Up and down, up and down. It then borrowed its hand inside and slowly pulled out his spine. 

Your stomach was twitching at the sound of flesh and bones. At everything you just saw. The creature seemed to nod at the spine after it managed to fully pull it out undamaged, observing it like some kind of a trophy. You've seen hunters do it after they shot some majestic deer or so. It remembered you were still there and turned its head to you, standing up to face you at its full height. 

You could've run a long time ago or at least tried to, but seeing what happened to the men you knew you wouldn't get far at all. You couldn't escape this thing. Fighting it wasn't an option either. It had inhuman strength and lots of weapons you've never seen before. 

It stood in front of you, slowly tilting its head. Was it thinking about how to kill you? You observed his gauntlets and brownish skin, covered in blood. Black thin dreadlocks falling onto its shoulders. And then the mask it had. Reassembling an animal skull, it was covering the whole face except mandibles. You noticed there were no eye holes but it seemed to see perfectly. Maybe it had some built in vision? 

You felt your legs again and took a step back, to which the creature took multiple steps forward. Your heart was racing. Was it playing with you? Why weren't you dead already? 

"Do something!"

You yelled at it, not able to bear the tension and silence anymore. If you were about to die, you wanted it to be quick. The creature made some kind of a purr noise and walked towards you, grabbing your neck. Did it understand what you said or did the yelling trigger it? You felt the wetness under its hand from all the blood it was covered in. Letting go of the spine, its other hand grabbed some of your long hair and seemed to inspect them. A chilling sensation ran up your back. Was it smelling them?!

Your vision became blurry, it wasn't choking you but it wasn't holding you gently either. The survival instinct kicked in and you dug your fingers with all force into its hand in an attempt to lower its grasp. It didn't even notice. You formed a fist and lunged towards its face. It stopped you by grabbing your wrist with ease and groaned at your action. It lowered the pressure on your throat and breathed in heavily, while your wrist was being crushed in its other hand. This time he pulled your hand to its face, inspecting it the same way as your hair before. 

Your fear was gone at this point, if it truly wanted to kill you, you'd be dead by now. Only feeling left was the uneasy one from the unknown. Uneasy and turned on. The feelings mixed together, leaving you confused. You were calm now in its hold, not resisting anymore. The creature seemed to be pleased and let go of your neck. It trailed its claws down your neck, leaving little scratches on its way. Rather than thinking about what just happened, your mind filled with the thought of how tall, ripped and strong this thing was. 

"What are you?"

Your voice was silent. It purred back at you in a rhythm that sounded like it was mimicking your speech, tilting its head once again. Releasing the hold of you, it walked towards a red bloody mess on the ground that used to be a human not so long ago and dug in to find its net weapon. It was now just a small disc object with a couple of red lights. You stood in place, watching it, fearless. It walked back to you and handed you another disc shaped object which looked identical to the net weapon. You hesitated for a long time, was it giving you a weapon?

"Thank you."

Grabbing it from its hand, it beeped twice. The creature stroked your cheek with its sharp claw, just like normal people do. 

"Yautja."

It growled the word, barely understandable and left a bloody scratch on your cheek. You just blinked, not understanding anything. Squeezing the disc in your hands, you watched it pick the spine with the head still attached to it back up and then cloaking itself. You heard the typical clicking sound for a moment still, before it fully disappeared in the distance. Was it gone? Was it watching you still?

Dog barking woke you up from your thoughts and you saw your dog sprinting to you, wagging his tail. 

What did it mean? Yautja? 

You looked around and fought the urge to vomit at all the flesh, blood and organs surrounding you. You didn't only feel disgust, but also heat. Not from the fear or dead bodies but different type of heat from the encounter with the creature. You felt like your body was burning. You felt confused but privileged it let you live, almost wishing it stayed longer so you could get to know what it was. 

You couldn't tell anyone about this, no one would believe you. You had to get away now, pretending like you just came back from an average walk with your dog. There was a small lake nearby you used to wash away the blood it left on your neck and hands. The scratch on your cheek was still slightly bleeding and burning. Clenching your fist around the beeping disc, you sprinted towards home as fast as you could. 

Yautja.

[evilvvithin]

Track you down pt.4

Pairing: yautja (feral) x f!reader 

Warnings: sedatives/drugging | implied monster fucking | monster loving 

Summary: It was not the time to join your new mate on his "adventures", or was it?

Words:  2,544

Notes: Lengthy chapter because I really got into it and kept on writing n writing n writing … This chapter is SFW. AO3 link || OTHER CHAPTERS

taglist: @looseratinthegarage @life-or-something-like-it @celebrain @themology

yautja words used: sain’ja - warrior ooman - human ~~~~~~~~

Police sirens disturbed the silence and made you jump. Your room was changing colors from blue to red in no time, something must've happened right outside. Peeking out, you saw multiple police cars and a few heavy, big ones. They were similar to smaller tanks. It wasn't just normal town police down there, you counted some soldiers as well.

Is it connected to yautja? Why would an army be in front of my small important house?

Cold sweat covered your forehead and palms as you heard heavy footsteps running up the stairs. Your dog was on his legs already, growling at the doors. 

"Keep it safe," you looked at the tracking device. "Keep it safe and secret."

Sprinting across the room with his words echoing in your head, you grabbed the device and threw it under the couch just before the doors cracked open. It wasn't the best hiding spot, but still better than it being displayed on the shelf for everyone. You heard your dogs high pitched barking and saw him running probably under the bed in another room. You sighed in relief that he was not going to interfere.

You looked at the invaders, not able to make out anything thanks to the heavy helmets they were wearing and mouth covers under it. There were a lot of them, impossible to count in the dark. They stood still, aiming their guns at you. Like you were a thread. After a while of just silence and standing, you noticed someone making his way through the crowd of armed men. He stood in front of you with an irritating smirk on his face and sunglasses.

Sunglasses at this time?

"Let's not play around, Miss."

He took off his sunglasses. Even his voice was irritating, the smirk not disappearing from his face. The way he talked and behaved made you want to punch him right into the face. 

"What are you doing in my house?"

You spat out the words, the confusion and anger mixing inside you. He looked at you from head to toes and then looked at the broken doors on the floor.

"I understand you're angry, we'll pay you for the doors," he laughed.

"Get out."

"I'm afraid I can't."

Playing with the sunglasses in his hands, he stepped closer to you and you noticed his coat was covered in all kinds of stars and badges. This man was really high up somewhere. 

"What do you want then? I have work tomorrow and can't afford to just stand here and talk."

You knew what's happening and why they were here, but you weren't going to just give them what they wanted. You were probably playing with your own life here but you didn't care. 

He laughed and gestured with his hand. The armed group jumped at you and immobilized easily while you were spitting out all kinds of swears. You kept resisting and screaming even though it meant nothing. 

"You see, we've been tracking this ugly mother fucker for a long time, before we realized that all tracks end at you. Thinking you're his next victim we didn't care about someone," he paused and looked you up and down again,"like you." 

He walked over to the couch which was visibly messy with drops of cum, not dryed up yet.

"For now, you seem way more interesting to us than the hunter."

The badge man smirked and put his sunglasses back on.

"Calm her down and escort her to the car then turn this place upside down."

With these words he left the room. Before you could even think about the "calm her part", you felt a sting on the side of your neck. You yelped in pain as you felt some liquid being forced inside of you. They sedated you to calm you down. It was strong and as soon as the liquid was inside of you, your vision got blurry and your hearing was muffled. One of the men threw you over his shoulder, you were unable to use your legs. Your whole body was getting limb quickly. Just before you passed out, you heard the tracking device beeping rapidly from under the couch. 

"It will let you know when I'm coming,"

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Coming back to your senses, you felt something warm and wet on your face. It was wet and smelled. Smelled like a dog. Your eyes shut wide open and you sat up,  indeed being met with the blurry face of your dog, frantically licking your face to wake you up. The sudden quick movement you did made you unbearably sick and your head was exploding with sharp pain. You laid back down feeling your stomach twitch. Your dog laid next to you, resting his head on your belly. You felt him licking your hand before passing out again. 

The second time you came back to your senses, you took your time with everything. Feeling the slowly rising furry chest of your dog under your hand, you kept laying down still for a little longer before attempting to sit up. Even being careful, you felt like spinning and about to throw up. Finally opening your eyes slowly, you tried to focus on your surroundings. You were laying on some kind of brown fur resembling a bear fur. You actually weren't on the ground as you thought, but elevated like 1m above. The fur must've been some kind of a bed. Looking around yourself, careful to not get a headache again, you couldn't find exact words for what you saw. What looked like a big hall with rounded corners everywhere was made of something you've never seen before. It looked like black plastic with greyish tones. You blinked, trying to focus your eyes more. Knocking on the floor, it definitely wasn't plastic as it made a clear metal voice. You felt like it was pulsating with red light all around but you might've been hallucinating from the sedative you were given. 

The whole room vibrated suddenly and felt like it was shooting up, you felt the  pressure of being pushed into the fur underneath you. Hearing a metallic voice, you saw doors slide and yautja standing there. You kept blinking quickly to make sure it's not just one big hallucination but he was still there, walking closer to you. 

“Sain’ja,” he said to you and sat on the edge of bed.

You stared at him blankly not knowing what he said at all. 

"What… happened?"

It was difficult to speak, you felt like you had no control over your tongue. 

"Unfortunate troubles."

He looked at you and was met with your confused face.

"We have time now. I answer your questions. We've been coming to Earth for… hundreds of years. Studying your kind, environment, finding the most… enjoyable prey. Hunting."

His mandibles twirled and he made the typical clicking noise. You remembered you read all that on the conspiracy sites online. 

"They tracked you." Your mind was getting clearer, remembering what happened before.

He nodded in response. 

"For a while. I knew about them. They were stupid and not really a threat, till now. When we made contact," he tilted his head at you, "they wanted to use you against me. The only weakness I have."

You were sorting all the knowledge you had so far in your head and everything started to make sense, except one thing.

"Why-"

You had no idea how to form your question, what exactly to ask. The whole room vibrated again and screeched as if giant metal construction was moving and your eyes jumped around confused. 

"My ship. Due to the events, I took you with me. Have to keep my mate safe."

You felt like he was just reading your thoughts. He reached his hand and rested it on your thigh making you whine in pain. Every muscle, bone and piece of skin was aching. He immediately hesitated and raised his hand back up.

"Rest."

His voice was soothing, caring. He stood up and walked away towards the still opened doors.

"Wait!" You shouted and made him stop, turning his head to you. 

"Why me?"

He remained silent for a long time. 

"The first time I noticed you, your scent was different. Pure, fearless. Strong, but in its own way. So much potential within you."

He fully turned to you with another long silence.

"Such a small, delicate ooman, able to handle yautja."

Handle yautja?

"In a short time, you were more addictive than hunting and tracking my prey. That's when I made my choice to take you as a mate."

"What if I didn't want to be your mate?"

"But you did want to."

You still didn't really know how he looked under his bio mask even though you had an idea, but If he could smirk, he'd have a big one across his face now. You couldn't say anything to that, he was right. You didn't hesitate for a second and invited him in, offering your whole self to him.

 Beeping in another room cut the silence and he groaned, making his way over there. Something he had to take care of.

"I, thank you for taking my dog, too," you said with a still weak voice.

"I didn't. He forced himself here."

Giving you a last long stare, he walked away, leaving you alone in the room with your thoughts and dog. If your dog was a trouble to him, he could've just killed him with ease. He cared for you enough to let him live and come with you. The warm happy feeling spread inside of you and you laid back down. The drug aftermath was wearing off quickly.

Your eyes went back to normal and movement no longer made you sick. Now you finally fully noticed your surroundings. The whole room was covered in weird writings and symbols with numerous skulls and bio masks hanging on the walls. As you got up from the bed, your legs felt a little wobbly and weak but it was nothing major. You walked over to the doors where you last saw your yautja. You couldn't see any buttons or handles.

Motion sensors?

As you walked to the center of them, the doors squealed and opened and you were met with more of those trophy walls on each side of you. There were a couple of sleeping pods or something similar under the trophies. You heard some kind of beeping further in front of you and kept walking towards it.

He was sitting in front of a large panel filled with buttons, screens and unknown symbols, the same ones you've seen on the walls. He moved his head a little, acknowledging your presence. 

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"I'm good now, the sedative seems to be gone by now. What is all this?"

You pointed at the panel and writings on the walls. He finished what he was doing before turning to you in the chair.

"Interior of our ship, I designed it myself. Like it?"

His chest proudly raised as he admired his trophies. You knew you were at his place but you didn't expect to be on an actual spaceship. 

"Our? There's more of you here?" You remembered the pods you just saw.

"Used to be… but now you are here."

He caught your confused expression and gestured you to come closer. You decided to leave the question about his ship mates for later as he didn't seem to want to talk more about it.

"Look," he said as he placed his hand on the panel, making it beep more. 

The solid black wall in front of you started to part, revealing a crystal clear window with a breathtaking view. Nothing but beige dunes and reddish canyons appeared in front of you. Mix of Texas, Egypt, Arizona, but way more emptier. You didn't see a single sign of life, be it a single tree or creature.You were hovering far up in the air so you couldn't see many details down on the ground.

"My home planet," he said proudly again.

"There's nothing."

You couldn't wrap your head around how he survives here if it's so empty.

"It's more alive than it seems," he said, turning his head to you, "from up here. This is where I came from, but I live on this ship. This is my true home."

You kept staring at his helmet silently, building up courage to ask him to see his true face. 

"Your mask, it's a skull like those on the walls."

"Yes." 

His answer sounded like a purr.

"It was a trophy from one of my best hunts," he made his clicking noise and grabbed the helmet, pulling it down from his face slowly. 

You didn't expect him to just put it off like that and gasped in surprise. It almost seemed like it's sucked to his face without anything keeping the mask in its place. As he pulled the mask down fully, you were met with his small yellow eyes, boring into yours. They were hypnotizing, you could stare into them forever. His overall face seemed angry, dangerous, but you still found beauty and love in it. His strong jaw carried some sharp teeth between the mandibles. You realized he had no lips.

So he can't smirk, but he for sure was in his own way.

As you watched his face, you noticed his mandibles stayed in a certain position, realizing it might be his way to express feelings and emotions. You've seen them move before in specific situations, the more you thought about it the more it made sense. 

He tilted his head impatiently and walked right up to you, blocking the whole view to outside with his behemoth frame. Handing you his helmet, he made a soft purr noise. It was way heavier than you thought considering how thin it looked.

"I love it. The design, trophies…"

You looked back at him and smiled. He couldn't return the smile, but he widened his mandibles. 

That's the smile.

He took back his helmet but instead of equipping it, he placed it on the panel behind him and grabbed your chin, stroking it with his thumb. Forcing your head as up as he could, he lowered his own head until your foreheads met. Closing your eyes, you enjoyed the intimacy of it. You felt his hot breath on your face and his mandibles tickling your cheeks. His chest was vibrating from the soft purrs. You stayed like that for a while before he pulled away.

"A kiss." 

He blew the words softly into your face and you bit your lip, hoping he wouldn't notice you crave more of his touch. More of him.

He suddenly picked you up by your ass and sat you down on the panel, wrapping your legs around him. 

"We are going hunting."

He whispered the words right to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

I can't hunt, run through your mind, but his claw ripping the edge of your shirt made you unable to think further. Your mind went completely blank as you felt the heat from his member pressed against your abdomen.

You felt like you could do anything with him by your side.

[evilvvithin]

Track you down pt. 7

Pairing: yautja (feral) x f!reader 

Warnings: stripping| implied sex | single period mention | angst

Summary: Both you and your Yautja are met with a challenge from the elders, but there’s also something else in the air…

Words: 3,774

Notes: Apologizing for this chapter taking so long as I've been quite busy and had troubles writing it overall. This is two chapters put into a big final one. I decided to leave this story be as I felt that forcing myself just to come up with some plot is not good at all for the quality of the fic. The story is nice and finished at this point and while there definetly can be more to it (the ending is open), it's fine on it's own as it is so I'm ending it in its best moment. That being said, there's a possibility of a “Aftermath” chapter coming in the future.

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TAGS: @looseratinthegarage @life-or-something-like-it @celebrain @themology @ajarofpickledtears

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If you had to use one word to describe your first experiences with the new helmet, it would be “disorienting”. All the different visions that took over your normal sight made you confused, but not for long. Within an hour or less you knew exactly how to use the helmet effectively and what to look for with each vision. Heat vision made hunting too easy for you to the point you didn't enjoy it as much anymore. The animal couldn't hide nor escape you, especially when you target it and send projectiles on it using your shoulder cannon. Shoulder cannon, yes. That thing, as you soon realized, was too heavy to just carry around. Your mate never had an issue with it, but he was two times the size of you. He offered to shrink the shoulder weapon, or transfer it to something similar but wrist or arm equipped. You refused, shoulder cannon was the official reward for "blooding" and you didn't want any shortcuts or easier stuff. Eventually I'll get used to it and won't even know it sits on my shoulder.

"Let's go," your mate shouted your way.

You blinked and followed him inside the ship. Spaced out, you stood in front of the doors for god knows how long  just staring at the dark green blood pools on the ground. It was the only thing left from the encounter now, your mate got rid of the bodies, or rather what was left of them, when you were resting inside the ship after the hunt. 

You felt the whole ship vibrate and heard metal screeching. It was time to meet his tribe mates and the elders, as he said before. You had an uneasy feeling about it all, but as long as you were with your yautja, nothing was going to happen to you. 

Right? 

You weren't scared of getting hurt or anything like that. You were just an ooman, what if they don't accept you? Laugh at you? What if they thought you are simply not worth it even when you proved yourself?

You walked towards the main control panel and stood behind your mate. There was no point in thinking about what was going to happen. It wasn't happening yet. Placing your hands on his shoulders, he purred slightly and you focused on the fascinating view outside as the ship flew towards the blinding sun. 

Couple hours later you arrived. You expected some Yautja city, village, anything but all you saw in front of you was an enormous ship. Its size was comparable to a small planet. Once inside, you felt the weight of thousands of eyes on you. All the other yautjas inside the ship stared at you, their clicking noises filling up your ears. Thanks to spending so much time with your yautja, you knew this kind of clicking meant confusion. 

Meeting the leaders of your mates clan wasn't as scary as you thought. They weren't any giant monsters as you thought, you were met with an ordinary yautjas just like your mate. Only differences you noticed were that their dreadlocks were lighter and one of them had his dreads almost white. You assumed he must've been the oldest, the leader of the leaders. They had a bunch of weapons you've never seen before and a lot of small trophies hung all over their necks and torsos to show their status and experience. Glued to your mates side, you observed them talking in their language and staring at you repeatedly from head to toes. You didn't understand anything they were saying but by their body language and the tone of their voices you knew this whole meeting was in a friendly enough spirit. When you caught the words "bad blood", the yautja leaders looked at you again,  nodding their heads. He must've been telling them about the fight, about how you defeated one of them. 

After a while, the yautja with almost white dreads  walked up to you and grabbed a few of your hair, saying something to the other elders. Your mate replied something and shook his head. You had no idea what was going on or what they talked about at all but you started to feel somehow uneasy. Your mate wrapped his arm around your shoulders. The elders kept chirping to each other, discussing something while you two waited. You looked up to your mate and he nodded his head at you as if he knew what was on your mind. 

Are we leaving soon? 

When they were finished with their discussion, the leader walked up to and reached his hand to you. There was a small necklace with a skull attached to it, polished and whitened to the point it was sharply reflecting any light back. It looked like a bird skull but you could see some sharp teeth on it.

"For you," your mate said when he noticed you were not accepting it right away.

You grabbed the skull and thanked the leader yautja in your language. He acknowledged your answer by a nod and slowly walked back to the other ones. You felt your yautja pushing into your back as a sign to start walking and so you did. 

Without a single word you two walked all the way back to your resting ship. 

"What is that?" You asked as soon as you were inside, observing the skull more. 

"Gift out of respect," he replied. "Killing one of us is not an easy task even for other yautjas, especially when it comes to… 'those'. When an ooman does it, it certainly deserves some respect." 

Wow, you said in your mind and put the necklace over your head, letting the skull rest on your chest. It was the perfect size and length for you. Your mate pleasantly tilted his head. 

"What were you talking about back there?" You asked. 

He walked away towards the main control panel of your ship, not answering for a while.

"They want to hunt," he finally said and pushed some buttons. 

"Hunt?" You got so excited at the word it almost scared you. "I mean, what hunt?" You repeated the question in a calmer voice.

"Special hunts we sometimes have to do," he paused. "On Earth."

You swallowed hard, your throat felt dry suddenly. Hunting animals for food and defeating yautja in self defense was one thing, but hunting down and killing humans?

"Why?"

"They need good warriors to retrieve our technology after an unsuccessful hunt," he replied. 

Good warriors?

"You killed bad blood, you are more than a good warrior in their eyes."

"We are going right now?"

"Tomorrow."

~

The rumbling of the ship's engine woke you up. Your dog peacefully rested on your chest. You decided to keep lying, and didn't want to wake him up. 

Am I really gonna do this? Your head was full of thoughts. Do I even have a choice? You stared blankly into the ceiling. Earth never really gave me anything good, really. Fuck it. You looked back at your dog. Except you, of course, you scratched his head gently. 

All the time away from your old life, you barely felt any connection to it or the people you knew. Even your family. You only missed your father a little, but he was gone from your life longer than you were away from Earth. Yet you still felt nauseous imagining actually killing someone, someone like you. Not to mention taking any kind of trophy off of them. 

Your dog whined suddenly and licked your face panicky.

"Oh. Bad dreams, sweetheart?" You hugged him tightly and buried your face in his fur. 

"We're close." 

You heard your mates words coming from the main panel. You had to get up and prepare for whatever was ahead of you. When you joined him, you realized the ship rumbling wasn't your ship, but another one which was in front of you. The ship of elders. Your mate pointed to the table across the room, under his gear wall. 

"I prepared something for you there," he said and watched you check the stuff out. 

He shrunk the gear to fit you and must've made some pieces custom from scratch. When did he find the time to do it? First thing that caught your eye was some sort of metal skirt. It looked like shirt armor that knights used to wear in medieval times, but this weighed nothing, yet it was strong. You were sure nothing could pierce that, definitely not any human weapons. Only thing that could damage this was probably Yautjas weapons and technology. 

You felt your mate walk behind you. Once he got right at your back, you felt him sniffing you. 

"You smell good now for some reason," he purred into your ear and inhaled your scent again.

"That's because I'm nervous," you tried to laugh it off. 

You were sweating nervously because of the upcoming events. You weren't sure how he'd think it's a good smell, but his smell was different to yours afterall.

"It's not quite that," he said and inhaled again, confused why you smell the way you do. 

You were confused even more than him.

"I'm gonna try it on."

With those words you started to unbutton your shirt and grabbed the chest piece from the table. Your mate gave you some space by making one single step away and now he stood there watching you, his mandibles twitching. 

"Enjoying it?" You asked as you clearly knew what he was thinking. 

You removed your shirt with slow, passionate movements. Running your hands down your own body and curves. Grabbing your helmet, you activated heat vision and looked at him through it seeing all his lower area heated up. Couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. 

"Keep laughing," he purred out in a deep voice. "Try the armor, slowly." 

Keeping your helmet on, you slid down your pants, making sure your movement is slow enough. You paused at your ass, squeezing your ass cheeks and wiggling them as you pulled the pants down over them. His clicking noise filled the room. 

This is silly, you laughed in your head, but at least I'm not sweating from nervousness anymore.

You put on the skirt and gauntlets, fixing both tight enough so they don't move nor hurt. The whole armor weighed nothing to your surprise, it felt like you were naked. Your mate tilted his head seeing you in full armor and the heat in his lower body grew.

"You look good with nothing on," he twitched his mandible, "but this is almost better."

You cursed at the fact there wasn't any mirror or anything like that. He grabbed your waist and turned you around, almost like a dance attempt. Pulling you closer to him, he ran his hands down to your ass and rested them there. 

"We don't have time," he hissed out annoyedly. 

You heard him deeply inhale your scent again and you pulled away your mask. You couldn't smell anything unusual but he clearly seemed amazed. He couldn't tell what it was, he smelled it before but couldn't remember. 

"How's it gonna be? The hunt?" You asked and walked towards the main panel, staring out the window into the distance.

"There will be a group of us. We split when we land and meet up again later."

"Each on their own?"

"We go in pairs," he looked down at you. "You and I are gonna have fun together."

For some reason it didn't make you less nervous. You felt something was off about this whole Earth trip and you noticed before already that your mate is not so eager about it either. 

Grabbing your arm, your mate tapped on your wrist armor and you heard a silent whoosh. You had your own cloak device now. Three more Yautja duos were standing around you, cloaking themselves as well and leaving in different directions. You inhaled deeply, looking down at the town you knew so well. It wasn't your hometown, but its neighbor town. You didn't miss Earth at all, surprisingly. All you felt was adrenaline for the hunt and sweaty palms from nervousness. 

Hmpf.

You followed your mate throughout a small dark street, constantly thinking about what the leader Yautjas were telling you all before. Your mate didn't share and you didn't want to ask, if it was important he'd told you, right? Need to learn the language more frequently to learn it all quickly, you said to yourself.

He grabbed your arm to make you stop moving and you noticed a person coming your way. You didn't even breathe as the person walked just an inch from you, not noticing the presence of you two at all. Your eyes wide open, not able to believe it worked so easily and smoothly. 

"The more silent and invisible we are, the better," your mate said silently. 

"I thought we were on a hunt?" 

"We are, but our prey is bigger than these ordinary oomans."

The person wasn't worth the time. It wasn't worthy prey at all for him. You knew it but you rather thought about it as he let the person be because he was innocent and unarmed. You decided to just wait and see what he meant exactly by bigger prey, following your Yautja into another, even darker street. 

The whole time you believed you landed near your hometown. The surroundings and streets looked so familiar to you, even the forest you were just walking through looked exactly like the one you knew. Soon enough you were proven wrong. You stopped in front of barely visible metal doors, hiding an underground sewer tunnel behind them. 

This definitely wasn't in the forest where I used to go with my dog, you thought. 

You didn't mind the smell at all and followed your mate. You felt careless, untouchable by his side. It wasn't a good thing, but you were happy to not feel nervous as before.

"How did you know about this?" You asked after a while. 

"Experience," he replied shortly. 

He's been here already, you finished the sentence for him in your head.

The sound of the busy city disappeared and all you could hear was the dirty water sploshing with every step you took and cold wind running through the sewers. It was fascinating to see the water react to your steps, without seeing your feet. You could have switched your helmet vision and see the heat of your body, but you wanted to keep your sight clear as long as possible. Your heart was pounding quicker than usual as you were ready for anything happening any second. Feeling the cold wind on your hot skin, you shivered slightly. 

Before you could've asked how long the tunnel is, you noticed the stars reflecting in the water in front of you, meaning the sewers ended there. Inhaling the fresh cold air which was stronger now, you bumped into your mate's arm raised in front of you.

"Wh-" you wanted to ask but he immediately shushed you with a hiss.

No matter how hard you tried, you didn't recognize anything unusual. The same exact wind, the same exact smell, the same exact noises. Activating your helmet didn't show anything either. You kept silent till your mate finally lowered his arm and uncloaked. You followed his decision and uncloaked right after. 

"Wave vision," he said finally.

You only turned on heat vision before, believing it's the ultimate vision to always show you anything hidden. Everything generates heat, afterall. Once you turned the vision showing vibrations on, be it noise or movement, you saw indicators of movement coming from in front of you. There were at least a hundred of them, it was hard to tell as they were overlapping. 

"Woah, what are all those?" You whispered. 

"Majority of what you see are heartbeats," he replied in a low voice.

"Heartbeats? There's so many…"

"It's your government. They knew we were coming."

You looked at him, but weren't even surprised by his reply at all. This is what he meant by bigger prey. It made sense, who else would have yautja technology? 

"Are you saying all these are people?"

He nodded in reply. 

"The others will get here soon. We were more likely being tracked since our arrival or right after. Splitting up is always a good time waste for them."

"So," you sighed. "We will just wait here for them?"

Your mate went silent for a long time, occasionally clicking his mandibles. He seemed stressed, fighting something inside his head. 

"Let's go back to our ship," he finally said and started to walk back into the sewer.

"We can just leave it?" You blinked your eyes surprised. "I thought we had to do something?"

"We can't just leave like this, no. It's against the honor code," his head was turned down as he was looking into the ground.

"That means… that's like doing something illegal. We should go hack. What if the mission fails because they had 2 hunters less?" 

He remained silent for a while.

"They will be fine."

"But why-"

"It's too dangerous."

"Dangerous? What do you m-"

"Dangerous for you."

"I'm -"

You wanted to argue and say you should go back, but deep inside you were celebrating. The amount of heartbeats was terrifying and who knows how many more of them were inside. You knew this was probably nothing for your mate, specifically if he would go in with other Yautjas. 

He was walking silently next to you, occasionally making the typical silent clicking noise. Lost in his own thoughts, he was walking faster and faster.

"What's gonna happen? We didn't listen to the leaders," you asked. 

"Won't be seeing them, anyone. Let's get to our ship and go away." He replied. 

"Doesn't it mean we broke -"

He put a finger to his helmet to shhhh you. He learnt this from you. Getting back to ship unseen and unheard was the best thing you could do now, except going back to finish the mission. 

You knew what this meant but still wanted to hear a clear answer. Are we bad blood now? We are not as bad as bad bloods… but we broke the rules.

The thought of you two becoming prey for other Yautjas sent a shiver down your spine. The government building and army in front of it didn't seem so bad suddenly. Or did it? Your fellow humans didn’t know anything about fairness, especially in a fight. 

~

Once inside your ship, you put away your helmet and some pieces of your armor you were not needing. Your mate immediately started the engine. 

“Can we still return to the hunt?” You asked while undressing. 

“The killing already started,” he hissed out.

“We are in bigger danger now aren’t we?”

“We are in danger, but danger that can be easily avoided. We go far away and hide for a while.” 

He was right, if the elders wanted to send someone to hunt you down, they’d have to search countless planets and places in space. Like looking for a needle in hay. On the other hand, you also thought that maybe they wouldn’t really bother, or at least that won’t bother too much. There were way worse bad bloods and crimes done against their code of honor. You wanted to believe the thought, it was calming you down. 

Your dog was whining in a corner, sensing something wasn’t okay. You walked to him and massaged his chest in an attempt to calm him down. It always worked, he loved getting his chest rubbed. The engine shook with the whole ship when it elevated, hovering above the ground for a while. You saw your mate pressing all kinds of buttons, setting a location you can go towards. Grabbing a piece of meat that was stored for your dog, you gave it to him and joined your mate. None of you said anything, but both of you agreed to not talk about what happened anymore. At least for a while. When you stopped behind his back, you saw a big red screen floating above the main panel with dots and lines. One of the dots carried a name, “Earth”. You saw him zooming out and touching another small dot. It looked like it was right next to Earth on the screen, but in reality it was probably years of flying away even with this ship. He let out a satisfied purr when the ship moved and zipped towards the location he just set.

“We have peace for a while,” he said and turned to you. 

He was inhaling deeply, sniffing you again. 

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

You weren’t sweating anymore this time nor were you nervous, what could he be smelling? You sniffed yourself to make sure, but smelled nothing. 

“Wrong? Nothing is wrong,” he said and kept sniffing, twirling his mandibles. Whatever he was inhaling, he liked it a lot. “You should be asking what’s good.”

With those words, he pulled you closer and placed a large hand on your lower belly area. Your eyes widened as you realized what this could mean. It’s impossible. 

Your mate noticed your shocked look and pointed to his helmet. 

“It shows your heartbeat as well, even the others inside of you.” 

You wanted to see for yourself to truly believe everything he was saying, but he was holding you firmly in place. 

This is wrong, whatever he saw couldn’t be a… child. Yautja and humans, no. 

“There were few cases of offsprings of our kind,” he said, rubbing your belly. 

Thinking about it, you realized you didn’t have your period… for too long. You weren’t counting days nor weeks, but you’ve spent quite some time with your yautja already. If this all was true,  carrying an offspring would change your hormones and smell. So that’s what he was smelling the whole time.

You weren’t able to say anything as you couldn't process what you just heard yet. There’s just no way… Your mate suddenly picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, carrying you towards the table with equipment. 

“Should celebrate while he can,” he said with a low voice as he seated you down at the edge. 

Immediately forgetting what you’ve just heard and how you didn’t join the mission the second he placed his hand back to your abdomen, sliding down slowly. 

There is no one following us, nor threatening. No need to be worried now, you said to yourself and gave in to the overwhelming feeling of pleasure his hand was creating between your legs. 

[evilvvithin]

Track you down pt.6

Pairing: yautja (feral) x f!reader 

Warnings: gore | blood | violence | killing

Summary: You proved yourself worthy sooner than you expected. 

Words: 3, 730

Notes: Decided to stop splitting chapters depending on word count, so they’re longer and also take longer. Any similarity with other yautjas is only visual maybe, it’s not the actual characters. Also please note english is not my first language, but it should be proof read.

AO3 | OTHER CHAPTERS

TAGS: @looseratinthegarage @life-or-something-like-lt @celebrain @themology @magicalus-godslayer @ajarofpickledtears

Words used:

sain’ja (warrior)

ooman (human)

ki'dte (enough)

tarei’hasan (insect)

~~~~~

When you woke up, you felt every single muscle in your body. You were still squished inside your mate's arm in the same position as when you fell asleep. Feeling more and more uncomfortable in the position, you slowly tried to wiggle out of his hug. His mandible twitched, you knew he was not asleep. As soon as he realized you were trying to get away, he pulled you back close to his chest and scratched his hand on your back all the way down to your ass. Feeling his hug getting tighter and his member starting to grow against your thigh, you pulled him away, pressing your hands on his chest. You couldn't move him an inch on your own, but he understood your body language and let you get some space, pulling his arm away to break the tight hug. You immediately sat up at the edge of the bed, looking at him.

"I'm sorry," you said. You almost felt bad for not being able to fulfill his needs, you could clearly see he wanted to mount you again so much. "I need some time in between, my whole body is aching."

His mandible twitched again, he seemed irritated. 

"Don't ever say sorry for something like that again." 

His voice sounded rough. He reached for your hand and stroked it gently a few times.

"You might be an ooman, but you're my mate. Mate, not a piece of equipment I own."

With those words, he turned away from you and purred a little. It was a clear sign that he's going to take more rest. You had many words on your tongue but decided to remain silent. 

I can tell him later.

Putting on some clothes, you noticed the doors to the back hall leading outside were unlocked. He always locked them during the night. As you sneaked to the doors, they opened with a silent hiss and you headed towards the last doors. You didn't expect them to open at all, but they made a squeak and opened in front of you. 

Cloud of steam filled your vision when you stepped outside. You might've been in a warm climate, near the desert, but the nights were still quite cold. You didn't remember the last time you just walked outside the ship without your mate or dog by your side. You exhaled slowly, watching the steam travel through the air, enjoying the silence and peace.

Your ship was parked at the edge of forest where you hunted and large plains, turning into deadly desert at the horizon. You wandered into the forest, grabbing some sticks. It was really silent, maybe even too silent for your liking. You'd never go further away without your mate so as soon as your arms were full of thin dry sticks, you rushed back to the ship and set up a little campfire in front of it. The feeling of wanting to do something relaxing and human was stronger than your doubts if it was safe. 

We're here for some time and nothing has happened yet, you shove away the doubts.

Remembering the fire starting technique from campa you've been to, using two rocks, you heard the flames eating up the dry little stick soon enough.

Within seconds you felt the warmth coming from the flames. You loved the smell of the smoke as long as it wasn't going right into your face. Staring into the flames and listening to the cracking noise, calmed your mind and body as you sat by it. 

You heard a hiss from behind you, followed by another one and your dog ran at you. He was just with you inside, yet he wagged his tail as if he didn't see you for months. Focused on dodging his licks, you missed the doors opening again. 

"What is this?" Your mate let out a growl.

"Fire…?" You answered anxiously and turned to him. 

He was wearing his mask but left most of his gear and equipment inside.

"Fire? There's no food to put on it." His head tilted, he wasn't mad as you thought but rather confused. "Or did you get some? Alone?" 

You loved the way he was protective of you, yet he always denied it. You loved it but you wanted him to trust you more too, to trust you that you can wander around on your own and still be fine.

"I just needed some fuel for the fire," you said. "We don't need fire only for food."

He tilted his head again so you continued, "it's relaxing, you know? Gives warmth too."

He was silent with his mandibles moving around slowly. He didn't seem to be able to wrap his head around the fact you'd make something without any real purpose. It was a waste of time in his eyes, he didn't understand why you'd make a fire when he had all the high tech inside his ship that could've given you the same, quicker. 

"Come," you patted the ground next to you. "Try it."

He was hesitant at first, but decided to join you at the fire. You stared back into the flames, reaching out your palms to feel the warmth. After a while, he copied your behavior and the three of you sat silently around the fire, watching the sun go up slowly. 

"I have to admit, this is nice." Your mate said. "Too calm."

You chuckled at his words. Of course he'd say that, you thought, he mainly hunts, stalks and fights. He wants action.

"You didn't give it a chance fully, yet." You smiled at him. 

"We will move to another resting location," he informed you after a long silence.

You nodded in response. Constantly moving was his way of "not being able to be tracked so easily", which you still didn't understand. Who was he hiding from? Was someone after you, except the government on Earth? 

"I never noticed you have more than one sun," you pointed towards a round, glowly object in the sky.

Without breaking eye contact with it, you could feel your yautja tense up right away. 

"We don't," he hissed and stood up rapidly. "It's a ship."

The more you looked at the object, the more you were noticing its shape and features. The glowing you thought you saw before was in fact the ship's shield, going off and on invisibility creating a false image of glowing light. It was still far away, but you could see it was way bigger than your ship. The closer the object got, the more uneasy you felt.

"Inside," your mate commanded you calmly and you ran inside the ship without hesitation, making sure your dog was following you. 

It's his race, his language. I won't be useful there at all. Your head was flooded with thoughts. Are they friendly? Why is he gearing up and running around the ship like that, making sure I stay hidden inside? 

Your dog started to whine loudly, sensing something coming. 

Can't be anything good if he's reacting like that.

You grabbed some smaller knife your mate gave you before, for hunting purposes mainly. You doubted any yautja would feel it if you stabbed them with it, but the fact you had something calmed you down. Won't be needing that anyway.

Your mate told you before that there were different species than just his ones, some more advanced and bloodthirsty than others. Overall, they all had the same honor code. So technically we should be fine, you were calming yourself down. 

It took longer than you expected, but you finally heard a dull bang from a distance as the ship landed. Soon after, you heard the typical clicking noise from outside combined with silent growls. You were able to catch a couple of yautja words but that didn't help you understand what was going on outside at all. You felt frustrated when you couldn't even tell if they were cursing each other or just chatting.

Your dog barked suddenly and all the noises outside stopped. 

"Fuck-" you bit your lip scratched your dogs back in an attempt to get his attention away from barking more. "Shh, it's okay!"

"Thei-de!" Someone yelled outside with a deep growl, making you jump.

You've never heard something so sinister. Right after, door hissing and loud banging was heard, as if something, or someone, was being thrown at the ship's walls. Not long after, your ears were deafened by an inhuman yell. Eyes widening in fear, you pushed your dog into a smaller room behind the bedroom hall and locked him up. Clenching your fingers around the knife, making your knuckles turn white, you bent over and sneaked towards the entry doors, trying to see what was happening. As soon as you turned the corner, you saw your mate being held above the campfire, flames licking his back. One foreign yautja holding him, another one standing right next to him. The noises they were making resembled a laugh, making you feel sick. Those aren't normal yautjas, ran through your mind immediately. You couldn't wait any longer and you couldn't run there mindlessly. 

They were way bulkier than your mate, wearing more armor and weapons as well. You noticed their helmets were also bigger, covering their whole face including the mandibles. You could clearly see their helmets being covered in a bunch of symbols and scars, framed by little horns around the helmet's top. Other yautja seemed to have something like sabertooths teeth incorporated into his helmet. 

Your yautja let out another painful screech and you snapped back to reality.

Couldn't wait any longer and you couldn't run there mindlessly-

You sprinted mindlessly towards the enemies, screaming and jumping on one's shoulders. They were too surprised to see you dive bomb them like that, they didn't even know how to react. Letting go of your mate in the confusion, he rolled away and rested on his knees for a second before pulling out his extended pike and roaring at the two yautjas. You wrapped your legs tightly around the yautjas neck and used the small knife to cut into the only unarmored skin you saw, right under its helmet. Your hand got covered with green blood immediately and you heard him gargling. He wasn't hurt, really, but he was really mad at you. Grabbing your legs, the yautja pulled you over his head, tearing your clothes and some skin on its helmet's horns and threw you into the air with full force. Vision blacked out when you hit the ground roughly and the air got knocked out of your lungs. You had it happen many times before, but this time you didn't seem to be able to get the air back quickly. With the corner of your eye, you saw your mate fighting the other yautja. He was doing well, the heavy full armor was actually making the yautjas slower so he was dodging his every attack as he was slimmer and more agile. The yautjas didn't group up on you at least, it was unwritten one on one. They couldn't leave you alone but they also didn't want to degrade themselves by grouping up against a ooman female. 

The yautja kept walking towards you, pulling out a round object and playfully throwing it from one hand to the other. You knew that weapon, while looking like a ball it was a disc with a similar mechanic to boomerang. 

I need to calm down and breathe, you stood up slowly. 

Your vision was steady now and you focused on the yautja, standing in front of you. He was waiting for you to get up and attack. 

"Ki'dte," he growled deeply and got ready to throw the object. 

Right after he aimed at you, your dog sprinted at him and jumped on his back, making the yautja target something way above your head. You made sure he was locked up before, but you were glad he managed to get out. Saved my life, precious baby. As soon as he let go of it, it changed into a disc, flying right at you. You stood still, feeling the air from it brush on the top of your head. 

"Tarei’hasan!" The yautja spat out turned to your dog. 

The blood in your veins froze.

"Hey! Pick a fight with someone at your level!" You yelled at him.

It did work and the yautja ignored your dog. You could feel his smirk under the mask. Your dog kept barking and backed away towards the ship's doors. 

He just wants me to entertain him before killing me. Thinking I'm not worth his time. 

While you were trying to catch your breath before, he got bored with you and decided to end you. You could tell this yautja wasn't respecting any code of honor. He thought you were weak, almost pathetic. He couldn't bear some small human challenging him. You glanced towards your mate once more, he was injured a lot but still winning his fight, trying to get closer to you to help you.

He's bigger, he's stronger, he's taller. He's full of himself.

"Why are you just standing there?" You shouted.

He's overconfident. Reckless. Clearly has a slower reactions if I was able to jump on him before.

"You look like a joke!" You kept shouting at him.

You had no idea if he understood you, but seeing him get visibly tilted you assumed he knew some english. He was fuming that such a small ooman can be so rude, that you were disrespecting him. He was done with you. Your saliva got stuck in your throat as you saw him pull out his wrist blades and sped up at you.

This is a suicide, were your last words before sprinted towards him and his shiny blades. 

"Stop!" You heard your mate shouting at you. 

He saw what you were doing was stupid, but he also couldn't do anything as he had his hands full with the other yautja. He was growling with helplessness, lunging at his enemy furiously. 

Ducking down out of nowhere, the yautja stabbed his wrist blades into the air and clicked his mandibles in surprise.

Too slow as I thought. I might not be able to overpower him, but I can outsmart him. 

He raised his wrist blades up and flew them down at your back. You dodged, but not fully. Your side was scarred and you felt your clothes being sticky from the blood. You didn't feel any pain thanks to the adrenaline which took over your body. Fingers tightly wrapped around your knife's handle, you stabbed above you right into the hole in his armor, penetrating the skin on his inner leg. He was going to suffer a huge blood loss from this, weakening him massively. At least you hoped. He twitched at your stab, grabbing the wound hissing in pain. Without waiting a moment you jumped on his shoulders again, holding yourself in place with your legs. Raising your knife high up to make the stab stronger, you aimed for his already scared neck, still bleeding from your first attack. He was throwing his arms around, not able to touch you. His bulky armor was making his movement difficult, he couldn't put his arms so far on his back. You stabbed him in the neck again and again. He started to choke on his blood soon, gargling some word you didn't understand but assumed it was the other Yautjas name, because he reacted to it and turned his head to you two. As soon as he did that, your mate took the chance and with a spin, he severed his arms through the armor. The yautja was paralyzed and just watched your mate spin again, beheading him with a single powerful hit of his pike. 

You kept stabbing your enemy, in the same place, each time going deeper and deeper into the wound. You were cutting the important veins, everything covered with his green blood spraying from the wound. Your mate stood in the distance, holding the dead Yautjas head, breathing heavily. He was looking at your fight, tilting his head. You felt your arms weakening from the fight, but you kept stabbing with force and soon enough, the yautja fell down to his knees. He was too weak to stand, fight and defend himself thanks to all the blood he lost. Just like you planned. You felt him leaning backwards, he was about to fall on his back. Letting go of him, you stabbed him in the neck one last time. When the blade buried deep in his throat, his gargling and groaning immediately stopped and his lifeless body fell to the ground. 

Your breathing was rapid, realizing fully just now what had happened here. The adrenaline leaving your body slowly, your legs trembled and you fell down to your knees next to the motionless yautja. You weren't even sure if he was dead or just unconscious. He couldn't survive the blood loss and the damage you've caused to his neck, but you still didn't trust it. Your mate walked up to you slowly. Grabbing the yautjas head with his free hand, he pulled his head from his torso with a single powerful move. The Yautjas spine followed the severed head, coming out of the bloody neck like a snake. Your stomach turned a little at the sight, but the sick feeling went away as quickly as it appeared. Your mate raised both of the severed to his face and looked at them for a while before grabbing them both in one hand by their dreadlocks. Looking down at both of the torsos, he seemed like he wanted to spit on them if he could. 

“Bad blood,” he grinned through his mandibles instead and turned to you. 

"My sain'ja," he purred and offered you his now free hand.

He was all bloody, covered in wounds but none of them was serious. You accepted his bloody hand and pulled yourself up, supporting yourself. Your legs were trembling but this time it wasn’t because of exhaustion. Your whole body was shivering from excitement. 

I really did it, went through your mind. I defeated yautja and survived. 

I’m a killer, the silent doubtful voice appeared in your thoughts, trying to break your pride. No no, it was self defense. It wasn’t killing, it was fighting and I won. 

Arguing in your head, you followed your mate inside the ship. Your dog stuck to your leg constantly,  looking up to you. He was ready to jump into your lap and calm you down. He already managed to calm you down, the arguing in your own head stopped and you smiled down at him. Your mate seated you down in his chair at the main control panel and kneeled in front of you. It looked like he was going to ask you to marry him and you couldn’t help but chuckle. 

“Your very own trophy.” He gave you the severed head of the yautja you killed. “Trophy worth more than what I’ve expected.”

You didn’t want to, but grabbed the head anyway. Blood was dripping into your lap, you felt the warmth of it soaking into your clothes. 

“You didn’t help me,” you asked curiously. 

“No need,” he purred in his reply. “You didn’t need any help.”

You expected his answer, but actually hearing it from him made you feel good. He stood up and walked over to his “equip wall” where he kept all his gear. Grabbing one of many shoulder spear guns he had there, he returned to you. 

“This is now yours.” He clicked his mandibles. “And this.”

Pointing at the head you were holding, you realized that the speargun is tied to his helmet sensor for targeting. 

“Your greatest trophy,” he grabbed it back and walked away to a table. “I will turn it into your helmet so you can wear it proudly.”

And show to everyone that I slayed a yautja, you finished in your mind.

You heard something being sprayed and steam was coming from behind your mate. You sat silently, the excitement still overwhelming you. 

“Are you still scared of your tribemates seeing me now, then?” Your voice was teasing. 

You always wanted him to believe in you more, to stop thinking you’re more fragile than you were. He didn’t think that at all.

“Now, we have a long flight infront of us.” His head tilted slightly so he could see you with the corner of his eye and keep working on the helmet for you. “You are now blooded as we say, you are an ooman who slayed one of Yautja. You are respected and won’t be harmed under any circumstances, unless…” 

He paused for a long time. 

“Unless we come across more of those bad bloods. Criminals.” He hissed the word out. “But those won’t harm you either. You are more than capable of fighting them.” 

His mandibles pleasantly clicked. You felt he was more proud of you than you were. Uneasy feeling was growing in your stomach, feeling nervous about actually meeting other yautjas. What are they gonna think about me? I’m just a woman… Can they accept me? 

It took around half an hour but your mate finally turned to you, holding a small bio helmet in his hand. It looked ridiculous when he was holding as the helmet was resized to fit your head. Upper part of the yautjas skull was cleaned and whitened, its shape reformed slightly so it goes down face instead of forward. He kept the mandibles on it too, for decoration. You had to admit it looked magnificent, intimidating. He handed you your helmet and spear gun, which you could use now. He attached the aiming sensor on the side. 

"You'll need time to get used to it," he stopped you from trying the gear out.

You were too excited to try the new stuff out, to see the world and hunt like your mate. 

"Wanna go hunt?" You smiled at him and saw his mandibles widen in disagreement. 

“After you heal,” he pointed at your bloody side. “It’s gonna take just a minute,” he added after seeing your disappointed face.

Of course it would, with his technology. 

Your face brightened up again and in a moment, all three of you headed into the forest.