Overheated Ctarl

Captured Kings

by SSJ04 Mewtwo

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Jim woke to feel two warm bodies next to him. He had been dismissed from the medical bay and now was being taken care of by the two currently sleeping Ctarl females. Having two cat girls taking care of him was both a blessing and a curse. They made sure he didn't move one muscle towards getting out of bed, which was the frustrating part. He at least wanted to read up on the reports on the progress of the grappler ship refitting was going, but the two wouldn't even let him do that!

However, the blessing came from the daily breast feedings he got from Aisha. That was probably the best benefit of being a mate of a female Ctarl. Whatever that liquid was, it was helping him heal faster.

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He swung his sword in a practice motion. The sword gleamed in the light of his quarters. He put it back in its sheaf a moment later and sighed quietly. It felt...wrong...to be going somewhere without his life mate. However, his instincts had told him not to let her come and he wasn't about to go against his own instincts.

"My lord,"

"Yes?"

"We are about to jump back into normal space," the voice informed him.

"I shall be there shortly," the Emperor let out and a moment later, he exited his quarters.

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Two Ambassador class ships came out of trans-either near a lone space station. The Ctarl vessel and the Federation vessel both docked.

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"Sir! fights are breaking out on the lower decks!" a security officer reported. The president frowned and the captain started barking orders. The doors to the bridge opened and Sith officers, encased within their encounter suits, stormed in.

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'So this was all a trap,' the Ctarl Emperor thought. However, his nose started picking up the smell of..."Cat nip!"

With that, all the Ctarl officers were put into a state of calm relax. then, the slaughter began. With their energy weapons set on full, Ctarl after Ctarl was vaporized. He was the last one left and the Sith stunned him, sending him to the deck floor.

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Several dozen Sith officers came back onto the space station, one team carrying the human president and one carrying the Emperor.

"This fucking cat is heavy," one officer complained.

"Hey, at least we got them," a second let out. However, they didn't hear the silent unsheathing of a sword.

"Wouldn't want to be a burden," a voice growled. Suddenly, their suits were cut into, making the Sith officers scatter. The group that had the president disappeared into the bowls of the station.

"A hunt is it? I haven't had a good hunt in years. I hope you can be good pray," he growled and launched himself into the darkness of the station.

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"We're receiving a transmission from blue Heaven," the com-officer reported.

"Open channel," the human general began.

"This Blue Heaven station manager," the Corbonite began, "I am here to inform you that no alliance ship will be welcomed at this facility."

The Ctarl general exploded, "and what gives you that authority!?"

"Simple, this station is now under the care of the Nayans, Corbonites, and the Silgrians. We do not wish to involve ourselves in your war with the Sith and the Rorgans. That's why we have secured Blue heaven for ourselves."

"And what makes you think that we won't take it back for ourselves?" the human general asked.

"Because, at this junction, the Federation president and the Ctarl Emperor have been captured. You should get a communication about that soon enough. So, you've got problems of your own to deal with. Good day," the Corbonite said and the screen went dark.

"Damn it!" the Ctarl general swore.

"Sir, incoming transmission from Ctarl-Ctarl, it's the Empress," the com-officer said.

"My brother has been captured, right?" the Ctarl general asked.

"Yes, but he is fine, in fact, he's...euphoric," she stated.

"Euphoric...that doesn't sound like him unless....he's giving them a hard time that ass hole. Don't worry, we'll get him back."

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"Red alert, this is a fleet wide red alert," the computer's voice droned.

"Bridge," the blond Ctarl said, his cock about to be buried within Valeria's pussy, "how the hell can you have a red alert?"

"The Federation president and the Emperor have been captured by the Sith. All wing commanders and you and the human admiral need to head for the war room," the Ctarl officer on the bridge informed.

"Fur fucking hell! I'm going to kill someone," the blond Ctarl growled and broke off the com-link.

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Jim was asleep again, but the two Ctarl females weren't. They were in the bathroom, the warrior pinning the engineer with a stare.

"If we are to do this, I am to be the Alpha female in this relationship," Aisha said.

"You've already established that through you marking him first," Zyrashia replied. "However, I'm..."

"No! I'm not the freak that Gene, Mel, and Suzu are. And, I hope not to go down that road, for if they found out I'm into girls as well," Aisha began and left the rest unsaid.

"I take it that the rest of your human crew are 'freaks', as the humans would say."

"Yes, they are. However, we'll just focus all our sexual contact with and on Jim, agreed?"

"Agreed."

"We'll do the biting later. Right now, I think we better wait until that whole thing about that red alert is figured out. If we aren't being attacked, then something else has hit the fan."

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"We have a problem. The leaders of our two worlds are being held hostage on a space station 15 light years away. We need a plan, and we need one now," the human general said.

"If we take the entire fleet, we may be leaving the Heifong system open to an attack, but if we don't take enough ships, then we run the risk of losing those ships in the rescue attempt," Valeria began.

"Do we know if the Sith are hanging around that station?" the commander of the second wing asked.

"No, but we can't be too sure," the human general said.

"Then," Valeria began, "we make a fast, quick, deadly, and precise strike. We take a handful of grappler ships, the ones that have been refitted, one wing command ship, a number of assault scouts, and a carrier with assault scouts attached to it as well. We open up, rescue the hostages and get out of there," Valeria explained.

"That's the best plan we can possibly come up with under these circumstances. Gene Starwind, since you have the only command ship that still doesn't need a refit or repairs. Plus, you carry non-military grade weapons..." the human general began.

"You mean my caster,' Gene said.

"Yes, we'd like to know if that ancient weapon has any effect on those bastards," the Ctarl general said.

"I'm still missing my engineer," Gene began.

"No your not," Jim said, being supported by Aisha and Zyrashia.

"You sure you are up to this?" Gene asked.

"I'm the only one that can keep that ship together," Jim said.

"Good, gather the assault and leave when they are ready," the human general said and Gene nodded.

"Zyrashia will have to be the fleet engineer though, I'm still a little out of it, but I'll be damned if another engineer keeps my ship together during battle," Jim said and Gene grinned.

"Your ship?" Gene teased.

"You know what the hell I mean, Starwind," Jim growled and Gene laughed. The meeting broke up and Gene went to recruit some captains.