Page 22 of The Death Striker's Partner
“Yes.” He grunted. Tumva was not happy and kept squirming on his stool. “It has become sopopularlately, that it’s on the top of our docket to investigate. Every day we are confiscating more of these tapes.” Tumva didn’t look away from the computer screen as he slid the folder away from me so he could move the photograph. “We fine anyone found with them. We arrest anyone we think has distributed them. The ones being filmedin the actare also arrested and fined. But more and more of these tapes keep appearing.” He huffed and used the code in the file to bring up a video on the computer screen. The same still appeared on the screen as the photograph. I blushed as I realised what was about to happen.Oh sweet sunday, we’re about to watch porn.
My brown eyes are wide and I rub my hand over my mouth anxiously. Tumva slides a note pad over towards me with a pen. “What we need to do is find the source. Where are these films being shot? Who is the one doing the filming? Better yet, who is funding all of this? If we can answer those questions, we can shut them down.” I busied my hands by picking up the pen and holding it ready to take notes. Not that I felt any more prepared for what we were about to watch. Together.God is this really happening?!“We’re looking for any detail you we can find in the video to help identify the individuals or the location.”
“R-right.” I nod and gulp as I try to look professional. I get that this is a very serious job we need to do, but I still feel my eyes open as wide as saucers as Tumva presses play.
“OOooooooh Grex.” The blonde on the screen begins writhing around the white and black undulating Ucfeni. Shearched against the tree and her hands caressed her lover’s head, neck, shoulders, anywhere she could reach. I could see the flex of his muscles in his back and as he thrust into her firmly. Fucking her against the tree with wanton abandon.Oh my…My head starts to tip to the right. Before walking into this room I didn’t even think mating with an Ucfeni was possible. Now I could see it lookedenjoyable. The Ucfeni hissed and stopped palming at her full breast to hold her chin. He turned her face to capture her moaning lips with his scaly ones. The kiss he gave her was almost as ravenous as the way he fucked her. His tail coiled around the base of the tree and he anchored himself to start leaning back. My mouth opened as he arched all the way back so the human could tip forward and ride him like a damn horse. Her hands landed on his shoulders and she rode him like she was chasing after her pleasure. “Grex! You’re so big.”
“And you’re so tight!” His hands gripped her hips and he bucked up against every roll of her hips. Her breasts bounce and her blonde hair tousles around her face as she rides him for all he’s worth. The Ucfeni reaches up to palm his way up her stomach and to cup one of her breasts again. I can see him teasing her nipple and her eyes roll with delight. “You’re so wet and warm. Oh ancestors. I’m so close I can taste it.”
“You and me both baby.” She giggles and smirks down at him from her position of power. I cup my mouth with one hand and grip the pen with my other tightly. My knees press together and I am ashamed to say that I’m getting quite turned on by what I’m watching. I glance curiously to my left and see that Tumva is already looking at me. We both quickly return our attention to the screen instead of each other.
I try to do as Tumva asked me and look for something that can be used to identify the place or the people. I jot down notes on their appearance. I look at the scene and can’t make out anything other than the tree they’re writhing against. There wasgrass and dirt on the floor. Maybe they’re in the jungle? I jot that down and look for anything else. Just as I start to desensitise to what I’m seeing the human woman cums violently. She shudders all over and whimpers with her release. My pen pauses as the black and white Ucfeni lifts her up to help her ‘dismount’. She is unsteady on her feet as he returns her to stand.
Then, with no further ado, he pushes the human to her knees. They are side on to the camera and I get my first look at an Ucfeni penis.Oh…my God…It was long, thick, had a bulbous head and was black like the band of scales across his crotch. I barely saw his monstrous girth before he held the back of his lover’s blonde head and bought her open mouth to his cock. She greedily suckled him down, holding his hips and bobbing her head hungrily.
“Oh shuck.” He shudders and tips his hips in tandem with the rise and fall of her pretty lips around his dark length. “Love fucking humans. Your mouth feels like a sheath. So good. Urgh.” He started to shudder with the telltale sign of reaching his limit. He held her head close to keep his cock half in her mouth as he came with a hiss on his scaly lips. I could even see the throb of his cock and her lips move with it as he spilled his seed into her mouth. He ran his hands back through her golden mane, worshipping her as she milked the last of his pleasure with mouth and poured with praise from his own. “Oh sunbeam? You’re so good to me.” I jot down ‘Sunbeam’ beside her description. She licks her lips at him as his cock withdraws back into his slit and his pouch, which presses firmly closed afterward. She plants a kiss at the seam and giggles as he scoops her up into his arms.
The video pauses and Tumva clears his throat to make some notes. I can’t tell what he’s writing. The com-gem around my neck translates his spoken language, not his written one. It just looks like a series of scratches on the page to me. I open mymouth to ask him how we’re expected to identifyanythingfrom that video, when he taps a key on the keyboard…and it plays again from the top.
“OOooooooh Grex.”
“W-why are we watching it again?!” I fluster.
“Proper procedure is we watch the footage at least three times to see if we identify any useful information, or if it’s worth sending to our tech team for further analysis.” I swallow thickly and gape at him. Tumva is staring at the screen and seems unphased by what he’s seeing. I wonder how often he’s had to watch this sort of porn that it doesn’t cause him to bat an eye.
“So…twice more then?” He nods and I force myself to look back at the scene before me. The black and white Ucfeni firmly fucking the blonde human against the tree. Her legs wrapped around his hips and his tail gripping the tree to keep the momentum going. “…twice more then.” I huff, wondering how I went from pouring coffees tothis, and cleared my throat.
“And then we have the other videos to watch.” I swung my head round to stare at him. Without looking away from the screen, moaning filling the air, Tumva reached over to the file to show the next page and another picture. It was the same couple, but on a red silk bed. I watched as he turned to the third page, and they were in a sunken bathtub with suds covering them.
“Wait, so my first assignment as a peacekeeper is to watch three porn videos, three times each, and-”
“You can step out if you wish, but this is part of the job. This may seem harmless and yes you may be embarrassed, but this is an important assignment and must be done properly.” Tumva paused the video and fixed me with his void stare. “The porn industry targets the most vulnerable and desperate of our people. They are taken advantage of, exploited against their will, and trafficked from location to location. They are treated like property and made to perform with partners they havenever met before. The money made from Xeno-porn tends to be illegally exchanged funds other criminal enterprises. Drugs, gangs, and even theft rings have their tail tips in the porn industry. More so with the lucrative addition of Xeno-porn.”
“I…had no idea.” I really didn’t. That’s awful. “So they’re not a loving couple making a quick buck by selling their sex tapes?” I frown and look at the screen with a new light. “They are criminals and victims.”
“Directly or indirectly, yes. Ignorance is not bliss, and being a peacekeeper is not a glamorous job. At times it’s dark, soul crushing, and it’s always hard work. Physically and emotionally. Now?” Tumva leaned closer to me and I felt like he had me entranced by the intensity of his stare. “Do you want to continue? Or do you want to leave?”
“Stay.” I don’t even hesitate. This time when I look at the screen I’m not embarrassed or horny. I’m sad. I see them both as victims, or causing others to be victimised. “Play the tape.”
Chapter 20
Combat training
Tumva
I watch with pride as Hannah displays what she has learned in training to dominate her opponent. She’s wearing the regulation human combat gear for this assessment. A black long sleeved t-shirt that fitted her form down to her hips. If she had been Ucfeni, that would have been all she wore. Being human, Hannah also wore a pair of shorts. I’ve seen this sort of spectacle before. Humans sparing under the watchful eyes of their Ucfeni sponsors and pit boss. It has never interested me to watch humans scurry around on their two legs and grapple.
But this time is different. This time I am one of the watchful sponsors and my eyes are fixed on Hannah as she circles her opponent. No only am I interested in watching how she performs as Ezid evaluates her combat readiness, but I am captivated by her every move. I am used to being an observer, as the presence of a Death Stalker is enough to deter most Ucfeni from having even a dark thought in my direction. When most of your social interactions are observing from afar, you become excellent at reading the more subtle changes in body language. Mood and motive. A useful skill when I have to read a crowd to locate my quarry to arrest, or to see a fight about to unveil and intervene.
Right now I’m using the same powers of observation to watch a goddess in action. Her combat outfit clung to her formand made my mouth water. I could tell the first time I carried her all those weeks ago that she was fit and strong for a human. Since beginning her peacekeeper training she has firmed up and her core strength has come on a long way. Her thighs are thick, her abdomen is toned, yet even with the sports bra she wears to bind her chest, her breasts still draw my eye as she twists out of the way of a punch. I imagine her strong legs wrapped around me as my muscular tail coils around her to tangle us together. How it would feel to surround her as she writhes in pleasure…
I could allow my mind to appreciate her form all day long, but that is not my purpose. I am here as her sponsor, not the man who is secretly in love with her and clueless how I could ever tell her so.
Hannah grunts as Officer Julia, one of the first human peacekeepers and a senior trainer for the human officers, manages to punch her right in the gut. Hannah stumbles back, winded, but manages to stay on her feet. I watch her like a bird of prey and wish I could bark commands at her. That punch should never had hit. She’s not fatigued yet, but she’s been fighting for 15 minutes solidly and it’s starting to show. Julia isn’t holding back and Hannah will be bruised when this is done. She didn’t start this fight well, taking a few early hits, but she adapted quickly. I am pleased as I track her and see she is making Julia move far more to wear her down. That she’s choosing her moment to strike. Outwardly I look to be impassive as I intently watch the fight. On the inside I am fighting against myself. Every time I see Julia connect with her fist or foot, I want to snarl and throw my wide jaws at anything that would hard my Hannah. To sink my fangs in deep and gnaw at their flesh until I can taste my own venom in their blood. I want to leave a corpse and cradle my mate. To protect her in my coil and bask in her honey and fire scent. Let the world bleed out and burn for all I care. It’s a cruel place and has been cruel to this Death Striker. Since meetingHannah and taking in her scent for the first time, I realise I was only existing before. Hannah brings colour and music and feelings into my life I never knew existed.
Right now I want to launch forward and rip Julia, my respected colleague, into pulp. I also want to abstain because I know that if I interfere then Hannah will not pass this vital assessment in her training. She want’s to quality for active duty. She does not want nor need my interference.
“Ah!” I clench my fists, my arms still crossed over my chest, as I watch her hit the ground on her left side. Shuck me, it’s getting difficult to contain my anger. Julia charges towards her and I flinch against invisible restraints holding me back. Just as Julia get’s within striking distance Hannah kicks her foot outward with a devilish grin on her face and sends Julia to the mat. I grin, pleased with her as Hannah scrambles on top of the older brunette. She is scrappy as she grapples with her senior to get her into a headlock. The grin on her face when Hannah realises she’s bested Julia, unable to get out of the hold…sweet ancestors it made my pouch swell. I’ve known for a long time she was feisty…and I love it.
