The only thing geekier than becoming an "otaku" and zealously ingesting anime and manga as fast as it pours out of Japan is writing fanfiction based on those imaginary worlds, so here we go; this is me "geeking out." I got my start in fiction writing by creating fan fiction based on the TV show Farscape under the nom de plume PKAmmoTroop. Now decades later I return to form and indulge my inner geek; this is my first foray into anime-based fanfiction.

If you're not a fan of Japanese anime, it's not a single form of entertainment. The films of Hayao Miyazaki are some of the most beautiful, moving pieces of art set to film to date, while other examples are complete and utter crap. I stumbled across an anime series called Gate: Jieitai Kanochi nite, Kaku Tatakaeri, it is exciting, funny, serious, entertaining, and militarily accurate, something not seen in American cinema. The author of the original books, Takumi Yanai, created a theme by naming many of his characters after alcoholic drinks because most of his readers don't speak English so it will sound exotic to them. I chose to continue that theme with my characters, see if you can catch the themes. There are also some other themes that I've been wanting to try in a sci-fi/fantasy piece, such as the use of pheromones in a relationship... and dragons. You can't believe how well a dragon will liven up a story.

As always, except for the characters that I invented, I don't own these characters, I'm just borrowing them and their world from author Takumi Yanai, A-1 Pictures studios, and Sentai Filmworks LLC. who created the source material "Gate: Jieitai Kanochi nite, Kaku Tatakaeri"

Preface: Years ago, when Europe was digging their way out of the rubble of WWIII, and China was still reeling from the Crash of 2025 an event occurred in Japan that sent the modern world spiraling out of control and almost started WWIV. In the heart of Tokyo, the upscale shopping district known as the Ginza became host to a portal to another world. It appeared in the middle of the city looking for all the world like an ancient Roman temple. For several moments it sat silent, shoppers from all over Japan who were at the Ginza district rushed to the temple to photograph the phenomenon. They were gathered in front of the building when the massive doors began to slide open.

Shoppers were trampled to death by the flood of soldiers that poured out of what is now called The Gate. A huge angry legion armed with swords and shields looking like they were a historical recreation of a Roman legion poured into the city on foot, in chariots, on horseback, and riding on dragons. They drove ahead of them huge four-armed angry beasts called ogres that merely wanted to tear people apart. Bipeds that looked like angry wild boars bowled through the crowd like tusked cannon balls. Terrified shoppers were slaughtered by the score.

A Second Lieutenant in the Japan Self Defense Force (JSDF) who was on leave from his unit, Yoji Itami, was there when the gate opened. He convinced the Tokyo police to shelter the crowds in the imperial palace, an act that would have been considered sacrilegious at any other time, but the emperor agreed and the gates to the palace opened, and the grateful subjects poured in and this act saved thousands of lives. The invading army captured many civilians and dragged them back through the gate to another world as slaves while other invading soldiers began hammering at the gates of the Imperial palace. Finally, the JSDF struck back, Cobra gunships from a nearby SDF base cleared the skies over Tokyo of dragons then trained their guns on the legions. Their three barreled 23mm gatling guns spewing out 1500 rounds per minute mowed down the invading army. Armored SDF vehicles eliminated pockets of resistance, leather shields and armor do not slow down a 7.62mm full metal jacket rifle bullet.

Then several weeks later the JSDF poured through the gate and for the first time, a modern army set foot on another world. The Japanese Army and subdued the massive armies waiting for them on the other side of The Gate. Armies of several kingdoms attacked the Japanese military and were slaughtered by modern weapons. This attack was a plot concocted by the leader of the Saderan Empire, Emperor Molt Sol Augustus. He had sent armies of allied countries through the gate first hoping they would be slaughtered, and they were. Then he sent the remaining allied armies charging head first at the invading SDF when Japan appeared on their side of the gate.

After four hours of fighting 10,000 men lay dead on the field of battle and there are no other armies left to challenge Emperor Augustus for control of the Saderan Empire other than Japan with whom Augustus at once began peace negotiations.

Japan immediately built a large base on the Saderan side of The Gate which is now known as the Special Region to Japan. Japan enjoys complete control of information and travel to and from the Special Region. They put a news blackout on everything to do with The Gate and other than videos of the attack on the internet the world at large had no information on The Gate at all. Japan occasionally allowed scientists from allied countries to travel to the Special Region but this news blackout was a justifiable reaction to the events of 2028 because many of the slaves that the armies brought into Japan through The Gate remained in Japan and begged for sanctuary. However, by our standards those poor souls were weird. Very, very weird.

Was the world ready to meet actual elves? Gnomes? Bunny girls? Fox girls?

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February 17, 2031 - Stefan Hanover knew he was in deeper trouble than he originally suspected. He was decked out in his finest Mossy Oak camouflage pants, shirt, field jacket, boots, hat and gloves. His backpack and scarf were also printed with branches and leaves in the Mossy Oak style, even his rifle was Mossy Oak camouflaged. He looked like an armed brush pile. Right now, he felt like a lost brush pile. He could be back in his safe, warm Arvada Colorado apartment with his anime and manga collection, he just got a classic Witchblade Amaha Masane PVC figurine ($248 on Ebay, an eechi classic!) but somehow, he let himself be talked into going on a hunting trip up in the mountains with a few boys from the VFW. He's done his time stomping the boonies and the sandbox with a gun and now he's done with that shit. He's tired, he's retired, he just wants to pop some corn and watch some classic DVD's he got from the nieces for Christmas. They gave him Dirty Pair (it's not what you think) and he wants to geek out and binge the whole series, but instead he's freezing his ass off and wandering aimlessly on a mountain looking for venison on the hoof.

And then to top it off, exactly what he didn't want to happen, happened. He was trudging along with his hunting partners in the frigid Colorado winter up high on Mt. McClelland when he got interested in what looked like the remains of an ancient narrow-gauge railroad roadbed. Or maybe it was a tramway for ore carts pulled by mules or down on their luck miners for pennies a day. Either way it would be nice to walk on a bit of level ground, his ankles were killing him from being cocked to the side from walking on the steep slope. He had slung his .243 rifle and followed the level path along the side of Mt. McClelland, occasionally he'd pause to look at the tiny trickle of Cabin Creek thousands of feet below him. How his hunting party got lost he'll never know, one moment they were about a hundred feet above him, struggling to move across the steep mountain face, the next moment they were gone.

The level pathway came to a huge boulder that was sticking out from the side of the mountain and as Stefan approached the boulder, he heard voices from the other side of the bolder shouting, and he heard metal clanking. "What the hell are those guys doing?" he thought to himself. It was then he realized that the voices he heard were not speaking English. People from all over the world come to Colorado to get lost in that Rocky Mountain High while getting good and high, so it was probably a tour group of some type, hikers from some flatland like Holland, but then he heard horses snorting and whinnying. He slowly worked his way around the boulder, terrified that his overpacked backpack was going to put him off balance and send him tumbling down the mountain.

As he got around the boulder, he found that the path opened into an expanse of level ground a good part of which was man made, a large part of the mountain was hewn away to create this area. Pieces of timber and ancient boards and rusting cans showed that there were probably a couple of small buildings here at one time. Now here was a mystery, this mine was listed on his map as an exploratory dig, exploratory digs generally present themselves as a hole in the ground and a pile of rubble, if there's anything left to see. This had to have been a working mine. The strangest part was the mine entrance, normally mine entrances are small, quite often just big enough to get an ore cart through, but this mine entrance was HUGE!

This historical find was why Stefan was there, he likes snooping around the Colorado mountains more than hunting. He's a damn good shot so to him hunting is more like harvesting, which is why he's carrying such a small caliber rifle. He could put a bullet right where he wanted it to hit, multiple tours as a sniper taught him that, so he doesn't need a canon like a 30-06. Stefan preferred the laser flat trajectory and range of the .243 round; and if you hit the heart, it will put a deer down quickly and you won't ruin much meat. The chance to explore abandoned mines or townsites was much more exciting to Stefan than filling his freezer with venison.

But where were the men he heard? Where were the horses? Snow began to fall, and the wind picked up, this was a hint to him to drop this investigation and get back to his party. Winter storms can come up in the blink of an eye with no warning and can bury you, drown you, or throw you thousands of feet down the side of the mountain. Mountains aren't nice, they don't like people.

He saw movement above on the side of the mountain and realized that it was his lost hunting party. He pulled out his little FM walkie talkie and keyed the mic. "Hey, down here, straight down from your position. I found a level place to rest."

"Don't move, we'll be right down," replied someone from the trio above him. Probably Pat, the self-appointed leader of the group.

Relieved that he found his team, Stefan began to investigate the mystery of the voices he heard before. He noticed that here and there were hoof prints in the dry earth. These weren't tiny burro hoofprints, they were big, and they weren't shod with U shaped horseshoes, the prints left behind looked like someone put iron sandals on their horse... like the Romans did.

The prints led into what looked like a Roman temple set in the mountain side. It was the tallest, fanciest, mine entrance he's ever seen. It was even odder when you consider that the state of Colorado was sealing off old mines as fast as they could find them. Being close to Denver, Mt. McClelland was well hiked so this mine should have been sealed off decades ago. This could be a very dangerous thing. Old mines were not dug flat and level, the miners followed the gold veins so mine shafts were not straight and level. If you explored one you would be crawling through a semi horizontal mine shaft that dips and dives, smashing your skull on "headbangers." You could quite easily find yourself in a thousand-foot freefall into the dark. Quite a few amateur mine spelunkers in Colorado never came home because of this. Stefan turned on his flashlight and found himself in a beautifully carved tunnel, the ceiling, walls and floor were perfectly smooth, the corners were square, and it was big, three cars could comfortably drive side by side through this hole.

He walked confidently, there were no "headbangers" reaching down from the ceiling, in fact there were no timbers holding the ceiling up. When he realized this, he had walked quite deep into the tunnel. He turned around and the entrance of the tunnel was dark, had the tunnel closed? He looked over his shoulder and saw light at the end of the tunnel so obviously he got turned around at some point. He began walking toward the light streaming through the portal, he can't wait to show the guys this mine.

Outside on the mountain, Pat Johnson, Aturo Dean, and Jon Rivers climbed down to the old mine area and there was no sign of Stefan. "Da fuck?" said Pat scratching his head.

"I saw him down here," insisted Arturo as he called for Stefan on his hand-held radio. All four men carried a radio and being such a geek, it was Stefan who insured that they all had their radios turned on and set to the same frequencies and performed occasional radio checks. They called Stefan "the Damn HAM" (callsign KB0LVZ) because of his insistence on using the radio. Pat decided to try their alternate means of communication and jacked a round into the chamber of his .22 pistol. All four men carried a pistol of some sort, mostly for rattlesnakes and plinking, but they have other purposes. Pat held his pistol up and fired three rounds into the air. The trio remained silent waiting for a return signal from Stefan, but all they heard was distant echoes from Pat's signal shots.

"Well, he didn't get in here," said Jon as he inspected the mine entrance, the tiny opening was barely three feet tall and securely blocked with cement, rebar, and boulders. "Maybe he found an alternate entrance."

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Stefan Hanover stepped out of the Romanesque tunnel entrance into a sunlit meadow, birds were chirping, long fragrant grasses swayed in the breeze, impossibly bright green leaves bobbed in the breeze on nearby trees, bright blue and yellow birds fluttered through the air, and far off in the distance a dragon floated lazily on an updraft.

Not a dragonfly, a dragon.

"Awww fuck Toto," muttered Stefan starting to feel sick. "This sure as shit ain't Kansas no more."

He turned around to travel back to ice cold Colorado but the tunnel exit, which was a small Romanesque temple when he stepped out, was now a collapsed wooden shack. Shaking, he slowly sank to the ground and knelt trying to fight back the nausea, a fight he lost miserably.

About an hour later Stefan realized that the tunnel was not coming back and that he's got to find shelter because another dragon was circling to the... What direction is that? east...ish? The sun is moving in the opposite direction, so it's got to be east. He took off his field jacket and rolled it up then tied it to his backpack then dug out his binoculars and compass. The compass spun lazily which showed that this place wasn't earth. The dragon was slowly making its way toward him, its flight path appeared to be following a dirt road. His binoculars showed that the dragon was looking for something on the ground, as was the guy riding on the dragon's back.

Holy shit.

"If those bastards slipped some blotter acid into my canteen, I'll shoot each one of them in the balls," he swore. He needed to find cover, if that dragon was real and not an LSD hallucination, it would see the wrecked cabin and come looking. He pulled up some sod and covered his puddle of puke with it, then collecting his gear he headed out, plotting his revenge on Pat, Jon, and Arturo with every step.

He crossed the road crouching low and scurried stealthily across the meadow and came up to a large evergreen tree at the edge of a forest, its lower branches bent low to the ground, trees like that make a nice place to hide so Stefan ducked under the branches and hid. The branches stuck out from the massive trunk like spokes from a wagon wheel axle and since the needles were only at the ends of the branches, they made a shelter like a large teepee. He could see out reasonably well and hopefully the dragon couldn't see in. He pulled off his backpack and pushed it up against the trunk of the tree, then lay flat on the comfortable mattress of pine needles and gathered up his courage to go peek at the dragon.

He crawled maybe two feet when someone dropped down through the branches and landed on him. When he first ducked under the shelter of the branches he never bothered to look up, typical rookie mistake. Whoever it was that pounced on him had the strength of four men and manhandled him with ease. And whoever it was had an enchanting odor, he was suddenly addicted to that scent, it filled his sinuses and caressed his brain. His attacker suddenly became gentle and carefully flipped him over with ease then clamped a hand over his mouth. He was looking up at a beautiful young woman with long flowing silver hair spilling out from under a shapeless dark blue hat. She didn't have white hair which some people call silver, nor is it light gray hair which most people call silver, her hair is SILVER, metallic silver hair. Silver like a chrome bumper. It glittered in the spots of sunlight that streamed through the pine needles, and he ached to see it in direct sunlight, it must be glorious. Stefan has never seen anything or anyone so beautiful in his life. And her eyes! Her eyes are large and expressive, they're a rich, dark metallic gold in color and he realized that she could see right through his eyes into his soul.

Her nose is tiny, her cheekbones are pronounced, and her complexion is utterly flawless. Her skin is the color of a bale of wheat straw gleaming in the sun, a white gold of undying glory. Her mouth and ruby lips look like they were made to be kissed, and for some reason even though she had just manhandled him with ease, kissing her is what he wanted to do most. But it was her smell, it was intoxicating! It wasn't a perfume, it was her, so feminine, so delicate, it was a background smell that seemed to be waiting for him his entire life and now here it was.

Gathering his wits, he tried to push her up off of him and he found his hands full of her softball size breasts, under her dark green tunic she was not wearing a bra. Ignoring his hands she held a finger to her lips, a sign even he couldn't miss, then she took her hand off of his mouth and very quietly and slowly said, "Anata wa midori no otoko desu ka?"

Her words sounded familiar, but at the same time they were very foreign. Feeling incredibly stupid and praying that this was a greeting Stefan grinned and said, "Uhhhh... Hi?"

The mystery woman suddenly looked intensely relieved, she was nearly in tears when she softly and slowly said, "Domo arigatou gozai masu!" Then with a delightful squeal of joy she threw her arms around him and gave him a man crushing hug. Again, the smell of her filled his head, it spun his mind around in circles, he wanted to bathe in her fragrance. He wanted to strip her clothes off and rub himself all over her just to mark his body with her scent. In spite of the fact that there's a dragon outside big enough to eat him and his car in one bite and he's in the clutches of a woman that could bench press Rhode Island, he found he was painfully erect.

But then... wait, what? Stefan isn't a master of languages, most of his life he spent shooting people, not talking to them, but he does know bits and pieces of several languages. He can say hello, goodbye, and order a beer in English, French, German, Spanish, Italian, Turkish, Korean, and Japanese, and he knew that this slim beauty just said, "Thank you so much," in 100% pure, unadulterated Japanese.

Right now, he wanted to push her off of him, undress her, and try to find out what she was talking about by licking her entire body. She continued to mutter joyfully in Japanese and a musical language he's never heard before. Then another moment of clarity broke through the spell her odor had on him. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach... she speaks Japanese. She had asked him something and he responded by saying "Hi." He was trying to say hello, but she heard "Hai," the Japanese word for yes and responded by saying thank you very much. He had agreed to something, which is why she suddenly became very, very happy.

"Wait, miss, you may have gotten the wrong idea..." he quietly sputtered. He couldn't lie to this angel, for some reason he felt sick to his soul for misleading this beautiful perfect stranger. "I don't speak Japanese; I can barely speak English... I speak American." The beautiful girl sat up, her face a mask of joy and relief, whatever he agreed to must have been very important to her. She continued to whisper to him in Japanese, a language that she was clearly uncomfortable with, but her smile never faded. She whisked off her hat and shook out her hair and her ears. Her hair shimmered like a hand full of Christmas tree tinsel in an earthquake, and her long, pointed ears are as beautiful as the rest of her... for an elf.

Stefan's cry of surprise could be heard over the vast meadow.

High up in the tree, warrior bunny Hahn Tahn Amaya scanned the meadow. She had seen the temporary gate open and the rebel squadron of heavy calvary charge into it, then right away they came back out and galloped off. Clearly the rebel army can predict temporary gates and was ready for this one, and it appears that the opposite end of the gate opened in an unsuitable location. She was told once that The Gate, the main opening between worlds, is like a fire, so while The Gate at Alnus Hill remained open it threw off magical sparks like a fire force fed air by a bellows. The sparks it threw burn out without touching anything, but if a spark landed on the ground it opened up a secondary gate to the same world that The Main Gate was open to, and as a spark burns out quickly, the secondary gate soon closed and collapsed. All humanoids, demi-humans, and humans came to this land through a gate to different worlds, and the current gate was open to a technological dreamworld that the Green Men call Earth.

Warrior bunny Hahn watched as the temporary gate on the other side of the meadow winked out of existence like a spark from a fire and it left behind a collapsed old shed. Just before the temporary gate closed, a man stepped out walking for all the world like he was out for a leisurely morning stroll drawing untold forms of attention to himself. The idiot! Didn't he know that the Saderan Empire was embroiled in a bloody civil war?

She watched as the man dropped to his knees and vomited; clearly, he was drunk. Then she watched as he rolled over and lay in the grass; obviously he was passed out drunk. There's no possible way he can be a Green Man, they're not that stupid. The approaching battalion of the rebellious prince Zorzal El Caesar's men will take care of him and draw attention away from her and Lelu.

Like the idiot laying in the grass near the remains of the temporary gate, Hahn watched the sky, keeping an eye on the scout dragon as it lazily circled in the distance surveying the route for the onrushing battalion, looking for factions loyal to the emperor and the Crown Princess Pina Co Lada and by extension, the Green Men. The Green Men declared themselves nonparticipants in this struggle and will negotiate with whomever ends up as the leader of the Saderan Empire.

"Baka!" hissed the angry bunny. That pretend Green Man was moving now and he was making his way to the very tree in which she and her elf were taking refuge. "You know what to do," she said to the elf, who didn't say a word, she just nodded and quietly began to climb down the tree with elvish stealth.

Hahn Tahn Amaya has been a fighter since birth, first she fought against the Saderan Empire trying to liberate her province of bunnies from the steel grip of Emperor Molt Sol Augustus. But then came the Green Men and the internal struggle between Molt Sol Augustus and his son the crown prince Zorzal El Caesar. Emperor Molt was poisoned, some say by the Green Men, and Prince Zorzal rose to take his place and the empire became a living hell for all demi-humans. Zorzal's troops swept the empire capturing warrior bunnies to feed the army's twisted desires. After nearly getting the capitol city destroyed by the Green Men due to his arrogance and incompetence, Zorzal was removed by a recovered Molt Sol Augustus who then named his daughter Princess Pina Co Lada as his heir and under her command the Saderan Empire became safe for Hahn and her sisters. Embarrassed by his defeat and ouster, Zorzal took a large contingent of the military, plus advisors and senators hostile to the presence of the Green Men, and his slave/whore/chief advisor, the fallen Warrior Bunny Queen Tyuule with him as he plotted an overthrow of Princess Pina.

Originally Warrior Bunnies were known as the Lagomorphs because they could turn any collection of their kind into a working, loving, growing society. Lagomorphs look like a normal human woman but have long ears and fluffy little tails. One in every fifteen of them is a male, the rest are females looking to mate even before they sexually mature at the age of fifteen. Every birth to a Lagomorph is twins, sometimes triplets, and each set of twins or triplets is called a litter, the babies are called kits. That is if they're having daughters, if they have a male then he is born individually to great excitement among their clan. He's not going to be a leader, he's going to be too busy, he's going to have a large harem to satisfy.

Lagomorphs have human bodies, beautiful faces, large breasts, narrow waists, and a beautiful round ass. However, their long velvety ears, fluffy short tails, and fuzzy legs from the knee on down gives a Lagomorph the appearance of a rabbit, and like every other demi-human society on the continent, they were beset and enslaved by the earlier human empires. The humans discovered the Lagomorphs are primarily female and have an ingrained undying love of sex, so they turned the race into their personal sex slaves and named them Bunnies. The Bunnies who survived or avoided the attacks of the empire banded together and became the fiercest terrors on the battlefield other than the Green Men.

"Where the hell is that damn elf?" thought Hahn, "she should have slit that idiot's throat and buried the body; she should be making us lunch by now." She looked down through the branches and she could see both of them, but she couldn't tell what they were doing. She was loath to leave her outpost, but she needed that damn elf; elves were their form of communication. The elves' ability to telepathically relay messages between each other rivaled the Green Men's radio technology. An elf can send a message several leagues, and if a network of elves was set up, they could relay a message across the breadth of the entire empire in a matter of minutes. While elves are vastly physically superior to warrior bunnies in every way, they don't have the killer instinct and the desire for battle that the bunnies seem to be born with. Also, there's not many of them left. Suggested by Yoji Itami, one of the few Green Men that loves this world, teams of warrior bunnies and elves were set in place to monitor the movement of Prince Zorzal and his men, and Hahn's observation post was now ineffectual because of that damn elf! What the hells was she doing?

Slowly and silently Hahn made her way down through the branches until she was just above them, but neither noticed her arrival. The elf was sitting on the human's lap, and they were facing each other and clearly trying to communicate.

"Sefn," said the elf.

"No, bango... steh - fan, Stefan," the man dressed in camouflage said as he patted his chest.

The elf tried again. "Ste...fan?" The man nodded with a huge smile, and she tried putting it together again. "Stefan?"

"Yes, hai! I'm Stefan!" and they hugged like lovers that were separated for months, the man smiled broadly as she said "Stefan," and patted his chest, then she patted her chest and gave him a questioning look.

The man patted her chest and smiled. In a voice that dripped with affection he softly said "Lelu" and she nodded, grinning like her child just took its first step. "Lelu Nikto de Sebat!" She grinned and again they hugged and laughed like children.

"What the hell is going on down here?" snarled Hahn from a branch just above their heads. The man looked up at her and his eyes bugged out in terror, he leapt back knocking Lelu askew and he tried to crawl away on his back but Lelu dove to him and to Hahn's horror she started trying to shelter him rather than explain to her team lead what the hell she was doing.

For Stefan's part, his horror was justified. It wasn't the long brown velvet covered ears, it wasn't the large wobbling breasts that threatened to burst out of her bodice, it wasn't the fluffy brown tail poking out of the slot in her trousers, it was the long, chipped, knife covered with dried blood that she pointed at his throat.

"Stop it, he's ok. Stefan is a Green Man, he told me so. He's going to help us," Lelu insisted as she brushed away Hahn's blade.

"If he was a Green Man, he would have slapped this blade away, or pulled a gun, or knocked me off of this branch," said Hahn with a disgusted sneer. "Finish him!" Even though she was whispering, it sounded like a shouted threat to Stefan who felt a wave of anger and revulsion from Lelu.

"No! He's mine. I will be responsible for him," said Lelu defiantly, her arms crossed below her large firm breasts.

Hahn rolled her eyes and silently repeated the mantra of the resistance in her head, "What would Itami do?" She sighed like a parent whose child just brought home a kitten. "That's right, he's yours, and if he threatens this mission in any way, you will kill him, and if you don't, I'll kill him and hamstring you."

"He won't," said Lelu to her team leader that was slowly climbing the tree. She then turned to Stefan and said, "Stefan, tomaru!" Her hand gesture was similar to what a pet owner would do to tell a dog to stay. He nodded sadly and watched Lelu climb the tree taking her scent with her. He hadn't understood a word that passed between the elf and the rabbit, but he was sure that the rabbit didn't like him. He looked up as Lelu climbed and his frown turned to a smile as he got to admire her beautiful, round, tail free ass in her skintight leather pants as she ascended into the branches.

The elf maiden Lelu knew exactly what Itami would do, he would welcome this man, find his skills, and use him to the fullest extent of his capabilities then Itami would relax and read those books full of pictures that he loves. Itami freed her from Zorzal's prison two years ago when he punched the arrogant jackass, then had a small female Green Man beat the ever loving shit out of the stupid prince. Lelu would follow Itami to the ends of the earth if he asked... but she would take this new Green Man with her, she's never met a human or elf with that intoxicating smell before, and it's got to mean something.

Soon the dragon passed overhead, circling, looking for any possible threats to the main column of soldiers on the ground that followed. The dragon rider was looking for threats, the dragon was hungry and was looking for beeson or calfalo or any other bovine snack it could find. Suddenly the dragon sniffed... Gate! It smelled the magical remnants of the short-lived gate. No one quite knows why but dragons hate gates, it took years of powerful training to get a few dragons to make the journey from the gate at Alnus Hill here on Falmart to the Ginza in Japan two years ago.

The dragon opened his wings wide and dropped from the sky claws first and landed with all four feet on the remnants of the shack, its claws rending and shredding the remainder of the shack. Finally, the angry dragon rider was able to get the dragon under control and calmed down. He needed to get the dragon back in the air, the column would halt and won't move if they don't see a dragon above them, they were probably setting up in a defensive posture right now.

He urged the dragon out into the center of the meadow and pointed him into the wind. Dragon wings are huge and fairly fragile, they can take off like a bird with a few flaps of their wings. But the dragon slaps the ground with his wings in a takeoff attempt, he will break the bones in his wings and have to be put down. Launching a dragon without a cliff to dive from is a careful process. The dragon furled his wings against his flanks, lowered his head and raised his tail, then crouched, waiting for the command. When the dragon rider thought the wind was right, he slapped his sword on the flank of the dragon.

With a bellow the dragon charged, racing across the meadow like a champion thoroughbred, galloping and accelerating. Just when the dragon was moving as fast as his four powerful legs could run, the dragon rider brought the flat of his blade down on the dragon's flank again and with a loud crack! The dragon's wings unfurled, caught air, and with a leap the dragon gracefully took to the air. The dragon glided over the meadow, climbing from the momentum generated by its headlong rush into the wind.

Now the hard part, as the dragon climbed it lost speed, if it loses too much speed it will start to lose altitude and be tempted to flap its wings endangering those fragile limbs. With tugs on the reigns and pommel the dragon rider held the dragon in a very gentle descending glide to pick up speed and hopefully catch an updraft, once that speed was reached, he pulled back on the pommel and the dragon climbed a bit and the process started over again. Once the dragon rider saw that they were at a safe altitude he sheathed his sword, grabbed the reigns and dug his heels into the dragon's flanks. With a shout "Whoo!" from the rider the dragon began those long, heavy wing beats that shoved the dragon into the air gaining speed and altitude at an alarming rate.

Hahn's large rabbit ears picked up Stefan's murmured exclamation from far down in the branches and she turned to Lelu. "You speak their language, what does "Holy fucking shit" mean?" Lelu shrugged; it wasn't part of the small amount of Japanese that she knows.

The dragon resumed its patrol interrupted only by swooping down on a beeson herd and snapping up a succulent calf. Lelu watched the dragon and passed along a message or two that came through the relay, the messages simply noted the position of the battalion of Zorzal's army of rebels. Slowly she began to feel alone, she missed Stefan, she missed his closeness, his warmth. And she missed his smell. It wasn't a staggeringly different smell than any other human she's ever met, but it's his smell, it made her feel comforted, protected, and desired. Lelu remembered what being desired is like, but that was before she was held captive by the emperor's men. Zorzal father, Emperor Molt Sol Augustus himself raped her over and over until the thought of being touched by a human nauseates her. But Stefan's desire comes from the heart, not the testicles, a desire she's never felt before from an elf or human and she wants more of it. And he sees her like she wants to be seen, he sees her heart, she just knows it.

Down below Stefan was thinking the same thing, he spent a lifetime without a woman to care for, and he's never wanted to care for one, he rented their affection by the hour. He had bigger plans for his life, and what did it get him? A tiny studio apartment filled with DVDs of anime, plastic anime figures, and John Wayne movies. His grandiose career plans got him a job as the night manager at Game Stop. A disposable job for a disposable man. But here on some foreign planet? Dimension? Parallel universe? he met a girl. His mother, in a rare fit of sobriety, once told him that the perfect girl was out there waiting for him, and now he met her. No, she wasn't as good looking as he imagined, but her heart! Her warm, loving, beautiful, beautiful heart made her completely glorious to behold. Even her smell! He suddenly couldn't live without her perfume filling his senses. He lay back and looked up through the branches and wondered if she would like to go out with him tonight. They must have movie theaters here... right?

"Psst, Lelu!" whispered Hahn, "are you awake?"

"Yeah, yeah," said Lelu softly, "just thinking..."

"Start thinking about this army headed for us," growled Hahn and she moved back up the branches to where an opening in the spruce tree's branches gave her a perfect opportunity to observe the oncoming army. Her long brown ears were now fully standing upright, twitching, and swiveling, catching the sounds of the approaching men.

Not long later came the battalion. The sound of their clanking plate armor and the shouting of the officers and sergeants preceded the unit, then came the mounted calvary, armored horses carrying armored soldiers all of them, men, and horses, marked with a bright red sash. Stefan looked on in shock, he was staring back nearly 2000 years in time at the Roman army, this army's armor looked exactly like the examples he's seen in books and in museums. He's been to Rome, Trier, Ravenna and Constantinople (Istanbul), the four main capitals of the Roman Empire, he knows Rome, and this is Rome at its largest and most evil. And it answered his question about the movie theaters.

Following the mounted soldiers were the foot soldiers, they were trotting along behind the mounted calvary. The men were covered in leather armor, sweat, and dust, and like the mounted soldiers, they all wore filthy red sashes. They looked exhausted, near collapse, but they kept coming at a trot. They were moving fast, trying to escape annihilation at the hands of their brothers and former friends, the soldiers that remained loyal to Emperor Molt Sol Augustus and his named successor, Crown Princess Pina Co Lada.

Stefan watched in horror and pity as an older soldier fell to the side, too exhausted to keep up. He tried to get up, but his legs wouldn't bear his weight anymore and now both he and Stefan knew what was coming next. At long last the end of the formation came, and the old soldier tried one last time to get to his feet, but he was too far gone. He couldn't get ups no matter how hard he tried. As a sergeant approached him, the soldier rose to his knees, tucked his helmet under his arm and said a prayer to whatever god he believed in. The sergeant stepped up to the praying soldier, set the point of his sword at the junction of the soldier's neck and shoulder armor, then drove the sword straight down into his heart. The old soldier was dead in an instant. The sergeant pulled his blade out and stripped the dead soldier of his red sash then ran to catch up with the unit.

The rumbling of the baggage train came next, dozens of wagons pulled by horse and oxen, loaded down with the baggage needed to support the troops and whatever loot they had taken on this foray. They carried everything from weapons and uniforms to food, water, and a full blacksmith shop. One wagon was dedicated to picking up the weapons and armor from the dead left behind, but for some reason they didn't strip the old soldier laying not too far from the tree that the trio clung to.

The baggage train was long out of earshot when the final part of the formation came into view, the slave train. Scores of suffering "profits of war" came past, chained at the wrists, and connected to long chains that were pulled by wagons that carried other loot that was pillaged in the recent battle. There were humans, elves, bunnies, foxes, there was a demi-human that had feathers like a bird, there was one that looked like a cat, and there were children. Lelu was nearly in tears when she saw several elves, then she saw elf children. Elves were on the decline, birth rates had plummeted, and elf children were incredibly rare. A little girl elf was chained up with the adults and along with her little brother, both had the look of a child who knew they were going to die soon. Then the boy fell and was being dragged along by the wrists.

Far up in the tree Hahn gasped, she recognized a warrior bunny in the train, she was severely beaten and could barely walk but she held her head up with pride. Those boobs, that fluffy tail, that tiny waist flaring out to that big round ass... there's no disguising the genetic gifts their mother gave them, this warrior bunny was her little sister "Cookie," her full name is Leah Cooka Rohcha. Cookie was three "litters" younger than Hahn and she idolizes her big sister. Hahn practically raised Cookie, and she's not going to let Cookie go without a fight.

A smug, leering red sashed sergeant stepped up to the little elf boy that was slowing them down and raised a cudgel high, he was going to put this runt out of his misery then chop off his arms and leave his body for the crows. Lelu squealed in abject horror, but Hanh had already climbed down past Lelu. Let the elf scream Hahn said to herself, there's going to be more screaming to come. As the leering soldier paused before bringing down the cudgel to split the little elf's skull wide open, a loud CRACK was heard in the branches below Hahn and Lelu. The sergeant's left eye disappeared, and a fountain of blood roared from a hole that appeared in the back of his helmet. The sergeant died with a very confused look on his face.

One by one the soldiers fell dead as a loud CRACK was heard to herald each death. The slaves looked on in astonishment as one by one their tormentors sagged to the ground, their deaths were announced by a spray of blood and body parts followed by a loud BANG just a second after they began to fall. Some of the soldiers tried to attack the source of death, but they died running, others tried to hide, but they died crawling. Soon they were all dead and without a drover the wagon slowed to a stop. With a cry Lelu flew down the branches to find Stefan putting his rifle back into the soft case he carried, he was shaking in anger and horror at what he had done. He kept muttering, "He shouldn't have touched the children, he should not have touched the children..."

"Damn it Lelu! Hurry, before the column notices and comes back!" shrieked Hahn. But Lelu didn't hear her, she was holding her hero, a trembling, weeping, nauseous human who had just saved over seventy lives.

"It's ok," she said over and over to the shattered man, kissing his face, kissing his tears away, but he clearly didn't understand what she was saying. He wanted to say something to Lelu as she gently kissed away his revulsion and horror. He wanted to tell her how he broke his vow to stop fighting and live in peace even if she didn't understand a word he would say. As he lifted his eyes to face her their lips met completely unintentionally. The moment their lips met there was a brilliant flash of light seen only in their hearts and psychic clap of silent thunder that was felt by Lelu, Hahn, and Stefan, and every one of the prisoners 150 meters away.

"You've done it now, elf," gasped Hahn as Lelu and Stefan stared into each other's eyes in shock. Suddenly Lelu and Stefan were one, now they could understand each other without speaking. In an instant they knew that the long, lonely nights were over, that aching hunger for a companion was filled, the future that they dreaded and sought to avoid was now a bright shining path to be enjoyed with a soul mate. What the hell happened?

Lelu knew what happened, and she didn't believe it happened to her.

After several long moments spent studying Stefan's eyes, Lelu softly said aloud, "What shall I do?" Even when asking Hahn for directions, her eyes never left Stefan's.

"Send a report, make sure Itami gets it," said Hahn and she dashed off toward a reunion with Cookie.

~~*~~

It took the message over twenty minutes to get to First Lieutenant Yoji Itami of the Japanese Self Defense Force. The last relay in the transfer was his friend and team member Tuka Luna Marceau. Messages between elves are not spoken words, they're blocks of feelings and memories and must be translated into words by the receiving elf. If the origin of the message is data, then the message is a memory of someone telling the first elf in the chain that data. This message passed from elf to elf leaving smiles and tears of joy in its wake. When it finally reached High Elf Tuka Luna Marceau, she was testing a new compound bow that was a gift from Lt. Colonel Kengun, commander of the 4th Combat Unit of the JSDF Special Task Force.

She drew back the bow and was about to release when the message came in. Her face became a mask of joy, then one of surprise as she unpacked the message in her head. "Dad!" she called as she loosed the arrow into a target seventy-five meters away with unerring accuracy. She turned and ran to First Lieutenant Yoji Itami, whom she called "Dad." She found him as she usually finds him, reclining in a hammock that was strung between their Humvee and an armored car. As usual he was reading a volume of doujinshi (self-drawn, self-published comic book). "Itami-san! A message from the Ukaru Valley!" she gasped breathlessly as she bowed politely.

Yoji was shocked, only his Japanese subordinates in the JSDF bowed to him, not any of the locals on his team, and especially not his self-proclaimed "daughter" the high elf Tuka. And Itami-san? She's never used a Japanese honorific in the two years she's known her. This must be important. "What's the matter Tuka?"

"Yoji, it's... it's..." She was hyperventilating and she looked like she was ready to burst with excitement.

"Deep cleansing breaths, ok? Deep breath in, hold it! Now let it out slowly... one more time... ok, try again, what is it?"

"It's Lelu Nikto De Sebat, she's an observer with warrior bunny Hahn Tahn Amaya. Lelu is a high elf from a village remotely related to mine. They were monitoring Prince Zorzal's retreat after losing to Princess Co Lada in the battle at Nangda."

"Very nice Tuka are we getting to the point sometime before dinner or is that it?" he said as he turned a page in his comic volume.

Tuka looks like an excitable teen girl, she's tall and slim with a budding figure, long blond hair and a very cute face. One would never guess that she's 167 years old. Now half of the Recon force had formed up to hear Tuka's message including Yao Ha Ducy, a dark elf. Tuka continued, "a temporary gate opened up near their observation point and a Green Man stepped out... well, almost green, his clothing looks like leaves and twigs, and he doesn't look Japanese."

"That's interesting," yawned Yoji as he finally closed his book. The people of this world call the members of the Japanese Self Defense Force the Green Men because of the green uniforms that the SDF wears. A new earthling has appeared. Japan isn't going to like to hear this, they have control over The Gate and who enters it because it opens up in downtown Tokyo near the imperial palace, this alternate gate may threaten Japan's monopoly. "What else?"

"He joined up with Lelu and Hahn, but he doesn't speak Japanese or the local languages, but he knows a few words of Japanese, he speaks something else ..." Tuka's eyes rolled up as she reviewed the message. "He hid with them as the column passed and... and... as the slaves taken by Prince Zorzal passed by... he..." her eyes widened as she replayed Lelu's memory of the event, "He killed eleven guards... he's got a gun... he killed them with one shot each. He freed seventy-three slaves; they're now heading to Nangda with the freed slaves."

"Oh, hell yeah!" cried Itami as he jumped up from the hammock. The SDF soldiers joined in on the cheer, every dead slaver is a victory in the eyes of the Japanese forces. Now Rory Mercury, the demigoddess, messenger of the gods, and apostle of Emroy, the god of darkness, war, violence and death joined the group. As usual Rory was wearing her apostolic robes, which is a Gothic Lolita look, a short black dress with red frills, black sheer stockings held by garters, and red high heeled boots. Her thirteen-year-old "loli" appearance hides the fact that she is 963 years old. The expression of wicked glee on her face means that she knows something interesting is about to happen.

"Ok, that is great news!" said Rory as she licked her lips. But she already knew it happened because she personally escorted the rotted souls of the slavers to hell.

Did the message contain any clue as to where he's from?" asked Itami.

Tuka reviewed the message again and shook her head side to side. "There's a part where he saw a dragon and he said... "Holy fucking shit" do you know what that means?"

"Uh huh," grinned Itami as he nodded affirmatively, that's soldier talk. After desert training for a year in South Texas he knows exactly what kind of soldiers talk like that, "as my friends in the US say, that's as American as apple pie. All right! Get a message to them, tell them to head to Nangda and wait there for a ride to Sadera. They're going to meet with Ambassador Sugawara, he speaks fluent American. All right folks, let's start packing up, we have a new Green Man to..."

"Wait!" cried Tuka. "That's not the important part!"

"Well then, get to it," urged Itami. "What is it?" It is going to be incredible thought Itami, Tuka knows how he feels about Prince Zorzal and his habit of taking slaves. Any freed slave is a huge victory to the lieutenant and a punch to Zorzal's gut. So, if they haven't reached the important part, it must be wild.

"This new Green Man, Stefan, he bonded with the elf Lelu Nikto De Sebat."

The dark elf Yao Ha gasped in astonishment, but from the Japanese men and women there was nothing but silence. "So?" Itami asked finally. Then seeing the look of disappointment on Tuka's face he shrugged and said, "I don't get it."

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

Lelu sat on the back of the wagon and Stefan walked right behind her, and he held her hand as gently as if it were a newly hatched bird. It was like they were made to hold each other's hands, he's right-handed and is happy to use his left hand to do nothing but hold Lelu's right hand. Lelu is left hand dominant to such a point that her right hand is nearly useless. They would be happy to make the trip to Nangda doing nothing but holding hands and having their silent conversations but that was not to be.

The column of freed slaves was a cheerful mob and they clustered around the elf and the Green Man. Stefan was holding Lelu's elven sword in his right hand and was inspecting it closely as Lelu held his rifle in her left, she found it interesting. Everything about it was complex and well-made and she wanted to learn how to use it. Warrior Bunny Hahn Tahn Amaya walked at the rear of the column with her sister Leah Cooka Rohacha, they were keeping an eye out for any sign of pursuit, but they found themselves surrounded by a half dozen adolescent warrior bunnies who orbited around them and peppered Hahn with questions about her life as a freedom fighter and of course what was Itami like?

Itami was the one Green Man that most citizens of the empire knew about, and they wanted to know more and more about him. He even punched Prince Zorzal in the face! Yes, they knew it was Stefan that freed them, but in their minds, they were sure that Stefan was following Itami's orders.

Hahn smiled and answered their excited questions, but she kept her eyes on Lelu and Stefan. Ever since that kiss, ever since that sudden flash that she saw behind her eyes and felt through her entire body, they've always been touching, it was as if the thought that they could actually not touch each other was inconceivable.

For his part, the one thing Stefan was afraid of right now was waking up. The chance that this was all a dream or a nightmare or possibly even an acid trip was terrifying. He's never felt such belonging, such joy, and the thought of that being taken away terrified him. At the same time, he was being reassured that this is real, and he knew those reassurances were from Lelu. Slowly the feelings and emotions that crossed between them were becoming words as they learned each other's languages, and the better they communicated, the closer they became.

He once got lost in downtown Seoul Korea and he was completely cut off, he did not understand the language or the alphabet. In Germany and Spain, he could read a word and puzzle out the meaning but not in Seoul, he couldn't decipher the Korean alphabet. The same thing was happening here, their alphabet looked like someone was writing in cursive with a pen that was low on ink and skipping important parts of the letters, their language sounds more like a song than a spoken word. He's completely alone, unable to communicate. But when he holds Lelu's hand he feels her joy, and it becomes his joy. And her smell! He lives for the smell of this woman, and he knows that she leans over and sniffs him with pleasure too. When they're touching, he knows that she understands how he feels, and he knows how she feels. She'll say something to him now and he won't understand a single word she says, but he knows what she means, and she's experiencing the same thing when he speaks, and it's all because of that one little kiss.

With a poof a cloud of black smoke appeared next to them and a tiny young girl with long black hair in ringlets wearing a black dress with red frilly edges stepped out of the cloud, she carries a gigantic halberd, a battle axe that is almost twice her size, and the smile on her face showed a spirit of evil mischief. "Where is our happy couple?" she asked the crowd as she stared directly at Stefan and Lelu.

"Mistress Rory," gasped Hahn as she stepped up to Rory and pointed out the two lovers. "Mistress Rory, I... I..." she was at a loss for words, she wanted to protect Stefan and Lelu, but this was Rory Mercury!

"Hahn!" cried Rory Mercury as she placed her tiny hand on the bowed head of the Warrior Bunny. "You are one of my favorites, you've sent me some of the finest souls!" she licked her lips in anticipation of more souls to come. Part of Rory's jobs is to escort souls to the underworld, a job that is a powerful aphrodisiac to her. "But you Stefan Hanover, you sent me slave traders to cast into hell!" She suggestively swung her hips and clutched her groin, "I looooove sending slave traders to hell."

Stefan looked down at the hyperexcitable oversexualized 963-year-old tyke and said, "You speak English?"

"Of course not!" said Rory as if the question was a dire insult. "I speak whatever language I want to speak, but I speak to the heart, which knows all languages. I came to see the bonded couple; it's been a long time since this last happened."

"Two hundred and twenty-seven years," said Lelu.

Stefan looked at her enraptured face. He didn't understand a single word she said, but he understood exactly what she meant, down to the fact that the last time this happened was to her parents, and she was the progeny of that union, she and her sister. Stefan suddenly discovered that he was holding hands with the hottest two hundred twenty-six-year-old woman on earth.

Suddenly a shriek arose from behind them, a dozen soldiers wearing the red sashes of Prince Zorzal's rebel faction had leapt out of the underbrush and attacked, more remained in the bushes. Two were holding Hahn and wrestling her to the ground, the rest had grabbed a freed slave each and were holding knives to their throats. "We don't want to hurt anyone," snarled one of the rebels. "There's a trunk on that wagon that we want, give us that and we go away."

Lelu knew what trunk they wanted, it was filled to the lid with gold coin, it was the payroll for the army along with booty looted from these people. There's no way it can be carried by any twelve people, it's far too heavy. She doesn't have her sword; Stefan is carrying it while she was inspecting his rifle. She doesn't know how to operate the rifle and he doesn't know how to use a sword, what is she going to do? What would Itami do?

"This is going to be good," purred Rory, in a voice far too sexy for Lelu's liking.

Just then Stefan dropped her hand, for the first time in hours they weren't touching. He held the sword out in front of him with two fingers of his left hand; it dangled point down as he slowly walked toward the rebel captain. The freed captives screamed and scattered around Stefan, but he kept his eyes focused on the new threat. While he showed the slaver his fingertip grip on Lelu's sword, he held his right hand out, palm forward as if showing that he wasn't holding anything. Step by step he advanced toward the captain and as he did, he curled three fingers in his right hand until his right-hand index finger was pointing up and his thumb pointing to the side, then he slowly lowered his hand until he was aiming a "finger gun" at a specific soldier. Lelu didn't know what a finger gun was, but Stefan knew, which meant that now Lelu knew.

Now everything slowed down even more for Stefan and Lelu, everyone and everything around them was moving slower and slower. Both Stefan and Lelu felt like they were in a rushing river trying to wade upstream against the current and the struggle got harder as the people around them got slower. When Stefan "shot" a bandit with his finger gun Lelu instinctively brought his rifle up to her shoulder. She didn't know how to do that, but Stefan did, and Lelu followed his instinctual behavior. Sending thousands of rounds "down range" meant that Stefan and the gun were one, and Lelu became one with the gun also. As she did, she rotated the bolt lever, pulled it back, then pushed it forward slamming a .243 round into the breech. Now the gun came up and she braced the buttstock to her shoulder, she thumbed off the safety and lined up the sights on the bandit Stefan targeted and gently squeezed the trigger. It was difficult for her because she's severely left-handed and right eye dominant. She brought the gun up to her right shoulder, laid the fore stock against her right forearm rather than grip it with her right hand, then pulled the trigger with her left hand. The gun flew up off of her arm from the recoil that hit her like a slow bulldozer, but she was able to grab the gun with her left hand before it flipped over and sailed over her shoulder.

For his part, as soon as Lelu moved, Stefan quickly snapped the sword he was holding up to level and with a little energy saving flick of his shoulder he drove the point of his sword into the neck of the rebel captain severing the carotid artery. As the captain started to sag to the ground, Stefan stepped forward and grabbed the stricken bandit's sword then turned back to Lelu to see how she was fairing.

Then suddenly the two popped out of time itself. They were no longer fighting against the stream of time, they were free of its bonds, but both were exhausted from the fight. They both could see in their mind that time was a string of tiny pearls, and their NOW pearl was a brightly shining gold pearl waiting to be plucked. Around them the world was silent and completely motionless. For a moment Stefan pondered an insect that was paused in mid-flight, the wings frozen motionless.

Together in a silent land populated with statues, Stefan and Lelu moved freely. It wasn't a fight; it was a slaughter. He wanted to help her down off the wagon and return her sword, but she shook her head, it was difficult for her, but she had his knowledge, she wanted to put it toward his gun. He nodded and they went to work. They quickly and efficiently killed the bandits that threatened them, Stefan slashing and cutting with the skill of a swordsman with nearly one hundred years of experience, and Lelu picked off the distant targets with an accuracy of someone who has sent a thousand rounds down the barrel of this gun and was intimately familiar with it but being left-handed she was having difficulty operating the bolt. Being as severely right eye dominant and severely left-handed as she is, the entire operation was painful to watch; but she did it, they had all the time in the worlds to get it right.

Soon the last bandit was slashed, the last rebel hiding in the bramble by the side of the road was targeted with a bullet to the head. Stefan took Lelu's hand, and they could communicate again. Their minds were filled with relief that each other was safe, and they breathed deep the scent of each other. In their minds they reached out to that string of pearls and touched the shining gold pearl and time suddenly caught up.

There was an incredibly loud roar as the sound of eight bullets firing at the same time rang across the land and eight soldiers hiding in the underbrush died from Sudden Cranial Ventilation Syndrome. The two rebels holding Hahn suddenly fell over gushing blood from their slashed throats, bandits fell over with fountains of blood spraying from necks, arms fell off, heads separated from bodies. In an instant it was all over, more than twenty rebel soldiers fell dead releasing their captives as they died while Stefan and Lelu stood panting, leaning on each other as if they had just sprinted several miles. A horrified shout rose from the released slaves which quickly became cries of shock and surprise, then finally cheers, they were freed again! Itami sent them great heroes indeed! Stefan and Lelu merely slid to the ground in blissful exhaustion.

"I knew this would be good," cooed Rory, her eyes rolled with bliss.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

Stefan lay on the sand of a beautiful warm beach watching Lelu frolic in the surf, her naked body covered in ocean water glistening in the sunlight, her breasts bobbing in the waves. "This is wonderful my love!" she cried, "come join me!"

Stefan rose from the sand; he was naked also. Lelu watched Stefan walk towards her with a hunger she hasn't felt for a male of any species in well over half a century. Stefan is a good size man, muscular from years of hard work, and now his hard edges are starting to smooth over as he has slowed down in life. He's nearly as tall as an elf male, they average two meters in height. But Lelu doesn't want an elf, they're cold and withdrawn, they would rather read ancient texts and try to find self-enlightenment than actually do something. No wonder our birth rate is plummeting, she thought to herself.

Stefan's painfully erect cock preceded him as he stepped into the refreshing, crystal clear waters of the Blue Sea. They splashed and played, touched and teased, and gently explored each other's body. Even though she could lift him up with one hand and toss him ten feet if she wanted, Stefan always, always, always treated Lelu gently, tenderly like a newly hatched sparrow chick, completely unlike any human she could remember. And the sexual tension built up between them all afternoon long.

"I'm not going to break!" she finally demanded.

"Let me treat you the way you deserve to be treated," he responded in exasperation.

Growling like a bear she attacked, both hands held high, ready to strike. Stefan grabbed her left hand, twisted her around and pulled her back into his arms, his aching cock wedged between her round, firm ass cheeks, her back pressing against his hairy chest. Male elves are hairless except for their heads, humans are so much furrier. Normally this would disgust Lelu, but for Stefan... it makes her feel protected, like a big cuddly bassif (a gentle long-haired bear that lives in the forests of her native land) was there to guard her.

Stefan grabbed Lelu's right breast with his left hand, squeezing and manipulating the delightful mound while his right hand ventured down toward her pussy. She immediately stopped fighting and let him do everything he wanted. Unlike the males, female elves are not completely hairless below the chin, they have a small patch of hair covering their pubic mound. This body hairlessness is an attribute that made Stefan chuckle. He knew women back on earth that would pay Big Money to get this effect on a permanent basis.

His fingers described circles on her pussy causing her to purr with delight. Now Lelu's firm round ass was pushing back, rubbing against his cock giving Stefan nearly as much pleasure as he was giving her. Her cries and gasps of passion were meaningless to his ears, but in his mind where they melded, he understood every sound she made. Each chirp of her angelic voice sang his praises and encouraged him on.

One thing that this sea water did was dampen Lelu's natural perfume. Stefan didn't understand, everyone has an individual scent, and unless it was overpowering, he never noticed or never cared. But with Lelu it was different, it's all he wanted to smell. It is impossible to describe, other than it's her and it makes him feel complete. He raised his hand to his mouth to taste her nectar and it was her, but the salt water overrode her flavor. "We need to rinse off," he suggested.

"Come," she said, a bit disappointed that he stopped touching her. He took her hand and she led him up the beach to a natural pool at the base of the cliff. The pool was filled with fresh water from a tumbling waterfall. They showered in the spray of the fresh water, Lelu's silver hair sparkling in the sunlight that broke through the strange trees that shaded the lovers. They looked like palm trees, but they had extremely large, orange leaves that were shaped like banana leaves.

Cleansed from the salt, Stefan laid Lelu down on a blanket in the shade and lay down between her legs and began to kiss her ankles. She was shocked! No one had ever tried this... "No one? Not in two hundred years?"

"I'm not a lesbian," she gasped as he kissed his way up her leg.

"Maybe I'm a lesbian," he said as his kisses neared her pussy. "Elves don't do this?"

"Not the men," she gasped as he planted a gentle kiss on her swollen labia. "This is for lesbians.... Ohhhhh... yessss..." She propped herself up on her elbows to watch Stefan and every time his lips or tongue made contact with her clitoris, she threw her head back and groaned.

"I love this so much," groaned Stefan. And he does like going down on a woman, but Lelu is special, her taste is similar to her smell, it's her and her scent makes him feel complete. He held her nether lips open with his thumbs and gently drove Lelu out of her mind with his tongue.

At first, she was reluctant, if only because it felt so good, so loving to have this human laying between her legs sweetly kissing her womanhood. Humans have caused her so much pain, have shown her so much hate. They turned her into a monster and locked her in the dungeon to die, she survived only because Itami saved her and the rest of the emperor's prisoners. But oh, how this felt! Never in her life has someone done this, the foreplay she's experienced with elven males has been fleeting, barely enough to get her lubrication flowing. All of Lelu's orgasms so far have been self-induced.

This human, this stranger to her world, she bonded with him instantly, and they can't speak a word of each other's native language! But his tongue! It's so gentle yet so insistent, demanding only that she lay back and enjoy his... his love? The thought made her heart race suddenly, it's impossible! She gently held his head in place and gasped and groaned as he very gently licked and sucked at her womanhood.

And now she felt the sexual tension start to build, the more he gave her, the more she wanted. He shifted and now two fingers began sliding in and out, gently and insistently and his mouthing at her clit became more insistent. She thought over and over that he's going to stop and demand his pleasure, but she found no hint of that in his mind, he's not going to stop! He's going to drive her mad with pleasure. He tried to add a third finger but she's too tight so frustrated he started sliding his two fingers in and out faster, sucking her clit more insistently, his free hand stroking her body...

Now her hips were raising while her hand pulled his head to her clit, she couldn't stop him, she couldn't stop herself. Stefan could barely breath, but he persevered, he wanted to do one nice thing for this woman. And soon she lost her mind. She screamed and cried unintelligible elven babble, even through their bonding her cries were meaningless to him, as her fingers entwined in his hair and held his mouth to her pussy she cried "Ninya melindo!" and began violently shuddering. It felt like the sweetest explosion possible happened in her pussy. An explosive wave of release from the sexual tension that Stefan created in her wracked her body and her mind. Her hips were a good two feet off the blanket, only her heels and her shoulders were touching the ground, and he continued to pleasure her.

Lelu had to push Stefan away so she could catch her breath. When she finally came down from the explosive orgasm that shook her to her core and damn near made Stefan cum himself, she carefully uttered the most appropriate alien word that she has learned from Stefan through their bond. "Wow."

"Good?" he smiled as he snuggled up next to her. She put her head on his shoulder and held him close as she shuddered in aftershocks of pleasure. "What does ninya melindo mean?" he asked, but she refused to answer aloud. The words "My lover," echoed in her mind. "It's ok, you don't have to say," he said holding her tight.

She smiled and felt comforted by that. "I've never done that before."

"An orgasm? You're two hundred years old, how could you not?"

"Two hundred twenty-six, and like I said, I'm not a lesbian." She rolled on to her back and sighed. "Elven men are fading from us; they don't seem to care about anything but absorbing knowledge. Human men..." Her years of captivity were a nightmare that recently ended. Even though she was released from Zorzal's dungeon over two years ago, her release from her nightmare came just after Hahn ordered her to kill an intruder two days ago. She finally sat up and said, "Your turn!"

"You don't have to," said Stefan. Lelu is slowly revealing to him what she had to go through as a captive whore for the imperial army, and he felt sick for even wanting her to touch his cock.

"I want to," she said. "It's you, I know you better than I know me. Now lay back."

Nervously Stefan lay back and closed his eyes. He felt her delicate hand wrap around his cock, caressing, exploring. Then her hand explored his balls, gently, she knew through their bond that they were aching, and it was up to her to relieve that pressure. Suddenly he felt her little tongue touching his cock and he gasped and jerked and rose up to his elbows. Lelu looked up sadly and said, "don't you like sex?"

"I love sex," said Stefan, "but I'm not used to someone being with me when it happens." Lelu started to laugh but then she felt his memory of loneliness wash over her. He had dedicated so many years to his cause and in the end, he was rewarded with a studio apartment and a huge anime collection. For Lelu those years would be a blink of an eye, for him they were a lifetime.

"Lay down ninya melindo, let Lelu help." He lay back and gasped as her mouth closed over his cock. Stefan has had blowjobs all over the world, mostly paid for, but this was a blowjob to end all blowjobs. Her mouth was warm, moist and constantly moving, her tongue sliding over his cock giving him warm, wet friction that drove him out of his mind. Lelu knew exactly what to do, as a prisoner she was forced to give humans and demi-humans blowjobs every day, sometimes a dozen times a day. But now it's different, she loves the man this cock is attached to, and she was eager to drink his ejaculate. Now she can feel what he is feeling. She experimented with everything she learned in that dungeon, and she soon knew exactly what Stefan liked the most.

Before he realized it, Stefan was on the edge, his balls tightening up, his body tense, ready for the explosion. Oral sex was a self-preservation tactic that Lelu learned in prison. Make the human come in your mouth and he won't kick you, and sometimes it worked. She knew that Stefan would rather die than kick her, but right now he needs this orgasm.

"Oh God, I'm going to CUM!" Stefan shouted. Come? He's already here, his people are so... suddenly Lelu's train of thought was interrupted by a spout of human semen, scalding hot, spurting in her mouth over and over. As Stefan roared in release she coaxed and encouraged every drop from him because... like his scent it tasted of him, and it completed her.

She swallowed eagerly trying to milk more out of him, then as her attention became too much for him, she gently held his cock in her mouth as he shuddered through the final shocks of that orgasm. Stefan never experienced an orgasm like that, the buildup and release was mind numbing. His entire body convulsed with every pulse and spurt of semen into Lelu's sweet mouth.

Lelu finally released his softening cock, and as she did Stefan did something that completely shocked her. He pulled her up to him and gave her a warm, passionate kiss. No human has ever done that after he came in her mouth, and it felt sweet. She snuggled up next to her bassif and wept tears of joy. "Look at me," he said and tilted her head up. "Look me in the eyes." When she finally did, he took a deep, nervous breath and said in Saderan so she would understand, "Lelu, I love you."

She was about to say, 'Silly human, we are bonded, I know that,' but his saying it made it more real, it made it permanent. Tears filled her golden eyes and she said in English, "Stefan, will I love you forever."

They clung together kissing, then finally got up and played the rest of the day away, in the surf, on the beach, running free and naked under the sun celebrating their love until the sun began to set. Then arm in arm they walked up the beach and sat down on a blanket next to a crackling fire. As they watched the glorious sunset fade to dark, the stars came out filling the sky on a warm moonless evening. Lelu pushed Stefan back on the blanket and straddled him, her pussy resting on his throbbing cock. Her expression changed from a playful loving smile to a serious, passionate gaze. Playtime is over.

She rose up on her knees and reached down, aligning his cock with her moist, trembling pussy. This is the first cock she has ever invited into herself in a half century, the rest were forced on her. Knowing that she will ride this cock for the rest of her life made it even more thrilling. Their eyes locked as she began to lower, the bloated mushroom head of his cock pressed against her nether lips, spreading her open. Both of them groaned in unison as he began to enter... "Come on you two!" called a voice at the edge of reasoning, a hand gently shook them.

Noooo!" they groaned in unison as the beach faded away and they woke up in their room in the Mayor of Nangda's chateau.

"Come on," it was Hahn's sister Cookie shaking them awake. Cookie was so grateful for being saved (twice) by Stefan and Lelu that she appointed herself their personal maid and found a maid's uniform that on Stefan's earth would have been sold in a place calling itself a Love Boutique. "The mayor wants to make his address in an hour, he wants you there. What can I get you master?" Although voluptuous Cookie has a more athletic figure than Hahn, if Hahn wore that maid costume with her fuller, luscious figure, it would be almost obscene.

As Stefan and Lelu untangled and groggily kicked off their covers, Lelu said "Hot water to wash up."

"Don't you want something to eat? You've been asleep for two days now."

Stefan's body ached from laying in one position for so long, but he and Lelu weren't asleep, they were on a beach on the Blue Sea... right?

"We were there, in our hearts," Lelu assured him.

"Let's go for real," he suggested.

"It's not far, we can be there in a couple of days."

Of course, Cookie couldn't hear this conversation, not a word was spoken aloud. Soon the warrior bunny brought a washbasin and a large wooden bucket full of hot water to the room and they spent as much time as they could gently washing each other until the water cooled and Cookie returned with the robes that the mayor wanted them to wear and insisted on helping them dress.

The mayor wanted to speak about the rebel army attack, the deaths and destruction they caused, and address the need to rebuild. This was held in the main town square in front of the mayor's Chateau. A large wooden stage about three feet high stood in front of the chateau which was used for occasions like this, plus concerts, plays, and the occasional public execution. When they got outside, the spirit wasn't somber. "The smell of grilled sausage, peppers, and onions filled the air, it's just like home!" said Stefan. The city band played happy songs, some were local drinking songs, and the crowd sang along. Booths serving beer around the square were doing brisk business, draining kegs as fast as they could tap them. What was supposed to be a somber address by the mayor became a victory party celebrating the return of the captives!

Finally, the band stopped and played an anthem and the crowd stood and sang along with gusto, their arms were crossed, left hand on right shoulder, right hand on left shoulder. Lelu explained that this was actually a hymn of thanks to the town's patron deity Victrola, the goddess of the harvest. Then the mayor stepped up to the podium, placed a few notes on the lectern and proceeded to ignore them. He was going to talk about the work that was needed to rebuild the city walls after the damage from the battle with Prince Zorzal's forces, but since everyone was in a celebratory mood, why bog down the party with business the city council should be handling anyhow, let's celebrate! Cookie explained that this was why he's been re-elected six times.

The mayor began to recount the Battle of Nangda. Late in the evening the city was awakened by warrior bunnies from the outlying villages pouring into the city crying "To Arms!" and "Bar the gates!" and "The Red Sashes are coming!" The archers and lancers of the city guard, elves from the nearby woods, and the warrior bunnies mounted the walls to hold off the red sash army as best possible but soon some found a section of wall unguarded and were able to get in and rush to the south gate and open the gate.

The hand-to-hand fighting was fierce as men, bunnies, catpeople, foxpeople, and elves died trying to save their city. Finally, the last-minute arrival of Crown Princess Pina Co Lada's own Order of Roses Knights under the temporary command of Knight Bozes Co Tomita saved the day. The knights drove off Zorzal's men but could not pursue, that would leave the city undefended. A string of elves and observers monitored the retreat of the rebel army until warrior bunny Hahn Tahn Amaya rescued the citizens of Nangda that were captured.

Lelu snarled at that part, but Stefan shushed her. They were standing behind the speaker's podium with a small crowd of dignitaries and Stefan found that they were standing next to a beautiful blond woman in full armor and a Japanese man in a JSDF uniform. Mayor Vanderhorst asked knight Bozes Co Tomita to step up to the podium and the tall blond handed the baby she was carrying to the Japanese man and stepped forward.

"I take it that you're the new green man in town?" the Japanese man asked in accented but understandable English.

"That's what they've been trying to tell me," said Stefan.

"I'm Sergeant First Class Akira Tomita, I've been asked to give you a ride to the Jade Palace to meet with ambassador Sugawara tomorrow."

Stefan was immediately suspicious of something. He held up Lelu's hand and said, "we're getting married, we have to..."

Akira turned to Stefan and bowed deeply as he carefully cradled his daughter. "Hanover-san, I do not have an option, these are my orders from my captain, Yoshi Itami."

There's that name again, Itami. Stefan felt like he's the only man on the continent who doesn't know Itami. "Sergeant, I will consider going with you but only if you answer my question."

"If I can answer it, I will answer it honestly," Akira assured Stefan as his wife Boses returned from receiving an award and a medal from the mayor. They looked at the medal and she quietly read the proclamation to Akira.

Cookie elbowed Lelu and whispered, "My mom is here! She's going to speak next." Lelu was very concerned about what this green man, Tomita was saying, but Hahn's mom? Even though Hahn tormented Lelu to no end, they had a mutual respect and friendship, and Lelu wanted to see the kind of bunny that raised Hahn and Cookie.

Mayor Vanderhorst boomed out to the crowd, "At this time I'd like to bring up the queen of the Warrior Bunnies for a special presentation. Queen Mary Yotchi!" The crowd went wild, apparently Hahn's mom is a celebrity among the humans as well as the warrior bunnies. Just then a warrior bunny appeared that took Stefan by surprise when he was almost at the point of saying "Nothing could surprise me anymore." When Queen Mary Yotchi walked past Stefan, she grabbed his crotch and squeezed his cock and balls and said "Beedeebeep?" then gave him a wink and a waggle of a perfectly plucked eyebrow as she walked past him.

If this was a 1940's gangster movie, Queen Mary would be called a broad, a dame, a moll. She wore a black corset with matching short skirt which wasn't long enough to hide her matching g-string. Fishnet stockings held up by matching garter belt, her big, fleshy breasts wobbled with each step and threatened to spill out of her corset, the top edges of her areola were visible, yet with this delightful abundance of flesh, her waist was incredibly thin. Queen Mary was a sight to behold. A good portion of her ass was visible below her fluffy tail which was decorated with glitter as were her breasts and cheeks. Her face is beautiful, and her heavy makeup, deep blue eyeshadow and bold eyeliner detracts from that beauty. She carried a half full martini in one hand and a burning cigarette in the other, both marked with the crimson lipstick from her full, luscious lips. Her long blond hair was styled like Marilyn Monroe and tumbled to her shoulders. One pink ear stood straight up; the other was bent forward at ninety degrees halfway up which made her look like she was on the prowl for men.

She stepped up to the podium, took a sip of her drink, puffed on her cigarette, then said with a very breathy voice, "Hi ya boys."

The crowd went wild. They began chanting "MARE-REE! MARE-REE! MARE-REE!" and wouldn't stop until she raised a slim hand with long crimson nails and a smoldering cigarette which calmed the crowd. Mayor Vanderhorst stepped back from the podium and stood between Stefan and the green man who was anxiously waiting for Stefan's question.

"Isn't she incredible?" sighed the mayor, he was clearly caught up in Mary's charisma.

"She does have... appeal," nodded Stefan who was trying to absorb the whole spectacle.

Mary continued once the crowd settled down. "One of the most amazing things that happened was the rescue of seventy-three of our brothers and sisters who were taken hostage by Zorzal's horde. Bunnies, humans, foxes, cats, gryfons, elves, they were rescued by observation post 117 led by our own Hahn Tahn Amaya! Come on up Hahn!"

Hahn looked absolutely star struck and clutched on to Cookie for support. Mary waved her hand to urge Hahn to her side leaving a circular trail of cigarette smoke in the still evening air, but Hahn refused to move. Then the Queen said, "Help me get her up here folks!" The crowd went wild and started a rhythmic clap as they chanted HAHN! HAHN! HAHN! Queen Mary gave Hahn a cute pout then coaxed her embarrassed daughter, "They won't stop until you get up here sweetheart."

Finally, the blushing warrior bunny shyly inched toward the podium, head down, cheeks burning. As the chants changed to cheerful applause Queen Mary said in a cutesy voice like she was encouraging a toddler, "come on honey, quick like a bunny!" In a trance of adoration Hahn made her way across the stage and stood nervously at Queen Mary's side, she wasn't upset that her mom was dressed and acting like a slut, in fact she was dressed similarly.

Stefan and Lelu realized that Hahn was star-struck by her own mother! "Mayor Vanderhorst tells me you saved all those people from those bad, bad men," said Mary as she put her finger under Hahn's chin. Hahn could only gaze in her mother's eyes with pure devotion. "Such a brave bunny," Mary cooed gently touching Hahn's nose. The crowd went utterly wild.

"I was told that it was you who saved those people," said Akira to Stefan as the crowd again began chanting HAHN! HAHN! HAHN!

"Let them have their hero," said Stefan, "I'm the new guy in town, they don't know me." Akira nodded at the wisdom of Stefan's response.

"We have a very special reward for big brave bunnies like you," crooned Mary, and Hahn's tail began wagging. Mary continued, "Two bucks."

Hahn's eyes grew wide, and her mouth dropped in shock. The crowd gasped then started screaming and applauding. The moment that Stefan understood Lelu's translation of Mary's words he started laughing. "What's so funny?" demanded Cookie, "two bucks is a huge honor."

"Where Stefan is from two bucks is slang for a very small amount of money," explained Lelu.

"No," insisted Cookie, "For a warrior bunny two bucks is a huge compliment. It's an amazing award. One buck itself is considered a high award, but two bucks is almost unheard of."

Just then two shirtless men stepped up behind Hahn, like warrior bunnies these men looked exactly like a human except for their ears, a tail, and fur from knee to ankle. All they wore were loin cloths which draped down the front, their bowling ball firm glutes were open to the crowd's view. Their butts were just the start of the show, muscular thighs and six pack abs glistened in the torch light, their bulging arms were bigger around than Stefan's thighs, their pecks twitched as they stood behind Hahn waiting for her to turn around. Their long blue ears lay flat against their shoulder blades and their tails twitched in anticipation. And when she did turn around her eyes bugged out as she surveyed the men who were hungrily sizing her up like a pair of pitbulls considering a pork chop.

Hahn whirled around and threw her arms around Mary. "Oh, thank you mommy!" she shrieked in joy. She hopped and bounced as she hugged her mother.

"You earned it dear, now go play with your new friends."

"Thank you mommeeee!" she squealed like a child, and in moments she was escorted off the stage by the two bucks whose massive erections were now tenting out their loin cloths.

Queen Mary waved and thanked the audience then returned the podium to the mayor who continued to stoke up the already excited crowd. Queen Mary came up to Stefan and handed him her martini glass and ground out her cigarette under her spike heel fuck-me pump. She took a pair of glasses out from her considerable cleavage and put them on as she sighed, "The things one does to keep up royal appearances." Stefan sniffed then took a sip from the martini glass and discovered it was water with an olive skewered on a gayly decorated toothpick. A well-dressed buck held a robe open, and Queen Mary stepped into it and belted the full-length robe. She turned to Stephan and bowed and said, "Thank you for rescuing my babies," she said indicating Cookie and Hahn, "and thank you for understanding our need to recognize our own. This civil war is destroying our hutches and colonies and we need all the heroes we can get. We know it was you who saved our people and you will always be considered a Warrior Buck among the bunnies and forever honored as a hero in our fluffles and our hutches." She kissed him on the cheek leaving a crimson lip print on his cheek which did not make Lelu happy at all.

Queen Mary then turned to Lelu and said, "Thank you so much for standing by my baby bunnies' side and for saving our people when Zorzal's men attacked again, you will always be a Warrior Bunny and be honored as our hero." She kissed Lelu then smiled. "I'm sorry I couldn't give you a reward like Hahn's reward but," she clasped Lelu hand in one hand and Stefan's hand in the other and felt the energy flowing between them pass through her. "Oh my!" smiled the ruler of a large percentage of the population, "I think you already have a better reward than I could possibly give you."

Queen Mary thanked them again and led Cookie off and as she went, the lipstick prints she left on Stefan and Lelu faded completely away.

With this complete, Stefan and Lelu once again began to worry about the Japanese green man. Lelu felt Stefan's dread as the distraction was over and he now had to consider Akira. He turned to Akira and asked, "Are they planning to extradite me back to... the United States?"

Akira thought for a moment then finally said, "I can't answer that." but he slowly nodded his head up and down. Boses steamed with anger and hissed "My empress will not allow that."

It felt like an icepick was shoved into Stefan's heart. He took a deep breath and tried to exude an air of calm and said, "Well, I'm sure that if the ambassador was going to send me somewhere, he would let me take my wife."

Akira looked pained. "I cannot answer that," he said softly and cradled his daughter closer. His head shook slowly from side to side.

Boses was livid. "This is an outrage!" she growled, trying to keep her voice down. "I must inform the empress. I ride tonight!" she then leaned over and kissed the baby, then kissed her husband and told him, "Take good care of Chablis." For his part Akira did nothing to stop his wife, he watched her collect a handful of still sober Order of Rose Knights and they headed for the stable to gather their mounts.

"Well, we have to go pack for our trip tomorrow, nice meeting you, see you in the morning..." Lelu and Stefan hustled off stage and headed to the Chateau and up to their room, their unspoken plan was to grab his pack and gun, her pack as well, and head off into the Northeast province where the Japanese have no legal presence. He had agreed to consider Akira's offer of a ride to the Jade Palace, and he did consider it, and he rejected the offer.

In their room they were surprised to see a small young girl with teal colored hair in mage's robes and holding a magician's staff sitting at the table. "Make yourself at home," said Stefan in English, which the girl didn't understand. He grabbed his backpack and rifle case; Lelu grabbed her pack and they headed for the door.

The girl demanded that they stop, but Stefan didn't understand her language. If he did understand he wouldn't have stopped anyhow. The girl, Lelei La Lalena sighed and conjured a blue bubble the size of a tennis ball, a sleep spell, and threw it at Stefan. The bubble hit Stefan square in the back and knocked him out immediately, but it also knocked out Lelu who was on the other side of the room.

"Odd..." pondered Lelei, "I wonder why that happened." She pulled a huge tome entitled Magic and its Interactions from her purse which was about a quarter of the size of the book, then she sat down at the table. Akira found her investigating this phenomenon when he arrived a few minutes later. She had a half dozen huge books open on the table, all of them pulled from her handbag. Container Magic is the most useful magic of all.

Akira laid the baby on the bed and set about pulling the bewitched Stefan back into the room. He arranged him and Lelu side by side and asked Lelei, "How long are they going to be out?"

"Twelve hours, they should still be asleep when we arrive at the Jade Palace. But..." and she began tracing her hand across the script on a book, the text she read was invisible to everyone who is not an arch mage.

"But what?" asked Akira as he sat down on the bed next to a sleeping Chablis.

"I think we're making a big mistake."

~~*~~

Hahn followed the two bucks out of the crowded town square as if in a dream. All thought processes had shut down, she was theirs and there's nothing she could do about it even if such a silly notion had crossed her mind. Warrior bunnies love sex, but with a ratio of 15 bunnies to each buck, there's not enough bunny testosterone to go around. Sure, a warrior bunny could scratch her itch with another warrior bunny, or if she was desperate, she could try a human male, but without the possibility of a litter of baby bunnies there's just no there there.

They led their sexy bunny to a small cottage just outside of the west gate. They roughly stripped Hahn of all of her clothing in the middle of the Nangda-Yallah turnpike in full view of the city gate guards who cheered and whistled. Two bucks? This bunny must have done something amazing to earn a reward like this! One of the bucks waved to the guards then roughly grabbed Hahn's ears and forced her to her knees. She ripped off his loin cloth then he shoved his huge, throbbing cock into her mouth and began to roughly fuck her mouth to the cheers of the guards. After a minute or two he released Hahn and stepped back as a dazed Hahn got to her feet and then bowed to her clapping audience.

Suddenly she was hoisted onto a buck's broad shoulder she was carried, squealing in sheer rut, into the cottage. "Oi, Alphie," said one of the guards to his partner. "Oi'm gonna tell th' missus about this."

"'at's one lucky bunny mate," agreed Alphie.

Inside the cottage Hahn was forced to her knees and a pair of huge, pulsing cocks were presented to her. She didn't need any encouragement and she swallowed the cock closest to her mouth. She closed her eyes and allowed the buck to begin to fuck her mouth just as hard as he wanted. She gulped and moaned with each stroke of his cock, mewling with glee while one hand stroked the next cock, the other gently rubbed her clit.

The buck released her, and she knelt panting, looking up at him with a big happy smile, "Oh you nasty rabbit," she crooned but her rest was short lived as the second buck grabbed her head, turned her to face his cock, and jammed his cock into her eager mouth. Her expression of shock soon relaxed into an expression of joyful submission as the buck began humping her face with all of his energy.

Male/female relations in the world of the Lagomorphs are almost completely devoid of love when it comes to sex, there weren't enough bucks to allow romantic attachments. There is a lot of love in the warrior bunny world, but it's all centered around the family, mothers passionately love every single one of their daughters and the occasional son, siblings and cousins know nothing but love between them. Quite often a bunny will fall in love with a human male, these relationships are quite often childless. Not because that the humans and bunnies are genetically incompatible, but because bunnies are like their earth based distant cousins the rabbits and are shock ovulators. The stress of wild, aggressive sex actually causes the warrior bunny to ovulate.

And that stress is what was front and center on all three lagomorph's minds. The bucks grinned at each other as a similar idea occurred to both of them at the same time. They hoisted Hahn into the air and carried the squirming bunny to the dinner table and laid her out face up, her head hanging over one edge. A buck stepped up to her and pressed the huge, purple head of his cock to her upside-down mouth which opened eagerly and accepted his meat. As the buck started plunging his cock in and out, slowly and mechanically, the other buck sat down on a chair and began to kiss her hot, wet pussy.

Soon she felt his tongue begin to slither deep, deep into her pussy and groaned against the buck's cock. She grabbed the buck at her pussy by an ear and pulled, pressing his head against her cunt, her other hand reached up over her head and wrapped around the buck's waist and urged him on, urging him to fuck her mouth deeper, now in her throat. She gagged and sputtered and loved every inch of it.

Now she was rolled over firmly and draped over the corner of the table. The bucks switched position and a huge throbbing buck cock, wet with her saliva pressed against her swollen, trembling pussy. Buck's cocks are massive, bigger than humans (nine inches would be small for a buck) and big around as Hahn's forearm. Also, unlike humans, a buck's boner really has a bone. Like every mammal on earth except human beings, bucks (and most other demi-humans) have a bone called a baculum in their penis that plays an important role in attaining and keeping an erection. That whole hydraulic system that humans rely on solely to get their cock hard is just a backup system for the Lagomorph bucks.

Bucks aren't rapists, they are highly skilled lovers. Their entire purpose in life is to wring as many orgasms as possible from their bunny and at the same time be energetic enough to induce ovulation. If a bunny doesn't want a litter all she as to say is "Do it like a human." The buck will be sweet and tender and make passionate love bringing his bunny to orgasm over and over but not be aggressive enough to induce ovulation. If she instead says, "I want a litter," the buck will insure he's energetic enough to make that happen.

"How do you want it ma'am?" asked the buck whose cock was slowly spreading her labia open.

The other buck pulled out of Hahn's throat so she could answer. Hahn has been a warrior in the field for all of her adult life, every chance she got to fuck a buck was upstaged by some dumbass battle or another. Just the fact that she's lived long enough to be here tonight was a miracle. Now it's time for a family. "I want a boy," she gasped. It's a common theory among bucks and Warrior Bunnies that the more aggressive, the more energetic the sex and the more explosive the orgasms for the bunny, the act will result in a baby buck.

The bucks looked at each other with a grin and said, "Yes ma'am!" and the buck at her pussy pressed inward shoving in deeply. Hahn was skewered on a massive bone of buck meat. Her eyes bugged out as she felt her organs being pushed aside to make room for the biggest cock she has ever had shoved into her pussy in her life. She was about to scream in pleasure when the other buck put his cock back in her mouth and she sucked at it greedily like it was a pacifier.

These bucks were a team like no other. They fucked, they sucked, they manipulated Hahn with ease and put her in positions she never thought possible. And every time she came, they would switch out. If a buck was doing something she really enjoyed she would try to hide her orgasm just to prevent the swap-out. After she came the first time, they moved her to a mat covered room where there was room for the three of them to get inventive. She was getting fucked madly "bunny style" (It's like doggy style but with a short fluffy tail) and the buck was holding her tail which can be really sensitive.

The day she spent watching Stefan and Lelu kissing really got her in the mood to kiss. She began kissing the buck on the floor and the sensation was incredible! She tried to hide that orgasm just so she could keep kissing that buck. She tried so hard she thought her head was going to explode, but when she finally came the buck, she was kissing took over the fucking and slammed away at her so hard she thought she was going to faint from the delicious savagery. Her breasts were sore for two days afterwards from the swinging back and forth caused by their vicious fucking. Spittle flew from her mouth as the bunny style fuck shook her body and breasts savagely. Just as she started to cum for the fourth time, she felt a ping! deep inside of her announcing that she just ovulated, she was going to finally become a mommy bunny.

She grunted and screamed all night long, the bucks were tireless, and they handled her like she weighed nothing. They rolled her up into a ball, they bent her over furniture, stretched her out and tied her up, and then they started on her ass. They kissed it, they licked it, they spanked it, they finger fucked it. She was laying on top of one of the bucks and he was fucking her like a crazed rabbit from beneath and she felt the other buck line up behind her and felt his huge cockhead press against her madly spasming asshole. He pushed and the head of his massive cock breached her sphincter and she screamed in shock and pain, and she felt another ping! No boy bunny for Hahn.

She was actually sad, she wanted so much to have a boy. The bucks stopped for a moment, and she said, "It's ok boys, we're going to have two." The bucks grinned and went back to it. They fucked they sucked and eventually Hahn became exhausted from screaming, laughing, and cumming, and the bucks knew it was time. She lay on her back, her pussy already full of a load from Buck #1 and Buck #2 was fucking her madly, his balls were tightening it was almost time. Buck #1 was stroking her clit with his fingertips trying to time her orgasm with Buck #2, and he did a good job. Her last orgasm washed over her just as Buck #2 exploded in her and even while she was in the throes of her biggest cum of the night, she felt that unmistakable Ping! of an egg being released into an ocean of sperm.

The last thing she remembered was being gently laid in bed and covered up while the two bucks talked about going out for a beer and maybe dinner. "Are you ok little hero?" said Buck #1 as he tucked her in.

She barely had the energy to nod and smile, but she held up three fingers. "That's amazing," said Buck #2, "Let us know how it works out, your mom can find us. By the way, my name is Arnold."

"And I'm Charles," said Buck #1 softly as he blew out the lamp.

~~*~~

"Time to wake up!" an unkind hand shook Stefan's shoulder.

"Noooo!" groaned Stefan and Lelu in unison as the Humvee they were riding in came to a halt. They had been at the beach again, playing in the waves, then Lelu had shown Stefan a way to divert water from a hot spring to the pool they rinse in and make it a hot tub. And again, they were interrupted just as they started to make love.

"We are here," announced their escort, the arch mage Lelei La Lalena. Lelei is a tiny girl, standing four foot eleven inches and she looks several years younger than her age of eighteen. Maybe the teal blue pageboy haircut has something to do with that. She and Rory rode with Stefan and Lelu from the gates of Nangda where the Humvee Sergeant First Class Akira Tomita drove delivered them to the Japanese embassy and the home of the Japanese ambassador in the Jade Palace just outside the capital city of Sadera.

Shedding the beautiful dream that was rudely interrupted by Lelei, Lelu and Stefan sadly got out of the truck and went into the huge palace where they were met by a tiny girl with long wavy dark blond hair tied in twin-tails. She is even shorter than Lelei and recently celebrated her fifteenth birthday. She was introduced as Sherry Tyueli, the Saderan Empire's ambassador to Japan and the fiancé of the Japanese ambassador to the Saderan Empire. She greeted them in Japanese bowing low and the only words that Lelu and Stefan understood were Konnichiwa (hello) and their names. Since it was still morning and Stefan was in a feisty mood, he responded by saying "Ohayo" through Lelu, the traditional Japanese morning greeting that he has seen in numerous animes.

Sherry's eyes widened and she started speaking in rapid fire Japanese until Lelu interrupted her and said "Ambassador, we don't speak Japanese, Mister Hanover speaks English fluently and only recently learned to speak some Saderan."

"My apologies Mister Hanover, I didn't realize... Welcome to the Jade Palace, my husband will be with you shortly. Is there anything I can get you while you wait?" Sherry waited with a look on her young face that showed that she truly was eager to please her guests.

"Do you have any coffee?" asked Lelu, "Stefan is dying for a cup and his description leaves me wanting to try some."

"I would be honored," smiled Sherry, "How would you like your coffee Mr. Hanover?"

Stefan remained stoic but Lelu said, "He would like his with cream and no sugar, but if you don't have cow's cream, he would like it black."

"It will be my pleasure," smiled Sherry as she led them to the dining room. Soon they were seated at a large dining table clustered at the end, Sherry sat in the end chair, it was offered to Stefan, but he silently refused it and sat next to Lelu, their hands clasped under the table. Across from them sat Lelei and Rory. "How did you get here, Mr. Hanover?" asked the tiny child-woman.

"He was hunting in the mountains," started Lelu but Sherry interrupted her.

"I asked Mr. Hanover," she said firmly.

"And I'm giving you his answer," said Lelu holding up their clasped hands for Sherry to see.

"I would like to hear it from Mr. Hanover." Sherry was starting to get angry, but unlike a teenager she was able to hold back her temper.

"Stefan..." started Lelu, she was uncertain if she should continue, but Stefan wordlessly urged her to continue. "Stefan refuses to speak under this roof." There, she said it.

"Why is that?" demanded Sherry, her youth was beginning to show but she still had it under control.

"He knows what Ambassador Sugawara intends to do to us."

"Kōji and I are bound by the edicts of our governments, I obey the orders of Princess Co Lada, and Ambassador Sugawara must obey the Japanese Diet," declared the tiny ambassador. How the hell did they find out? Sherry pondered. Kōji only found out a few hours ago and called for her to come from her home in Japan where she lives with his parents and help with this bureaucratic nightmare. She only got off the helicopter from The Gate forty-five minutes ago. "Does Mr. Hanover think he can stop this?" she asked.

Sherry didn't realize that she froze, or more accurately, Stefan and Lelu stepped out of time. Stefan got up and started searching for something in the big dining room, but whatever he wanted couldn't be located but Lelu had an idea. She and Stefan began to search the palace followed by Rory who lives outside of time to begin with. Soon they located Ambassador Sugawara's office, he was seated at his desk and was getting ready to sign a document.

Piece by piece Stefan and Lelu (assisted by Rory) carried everything from the Ambassadors desktop to the dining room and arranged it exactly like it sat on the ambassador's desk in front of Sherry Tyueli including the document and the pen that Kōji was using to sign the document. They sat down in their chairs and kissed gently, their tongues searching for each other, the scent of each other filling their nostrils and swirling in their hearts. Finally, Lelu reached out to the time string and touched the golden pearl, dropping them back into time where Lelu answered Sherry's question.

"Yes."

Sherry's shriek of shock echoed through the Jade Palace and was met by Kōji Sugawara's cry of surprise when suddenly everything on his desk disappeared and was replaced by Sherry's cup of tea. Even the pen in his hand disappeared and was replaced with a teaspoon. Down in the dining room the tiny ambassador nearly fell over backwards in her chair while Lelei's eyes popped open wide. Being one of the top mages in the empire, Lelei had seen a lot of magic for her young age, but this wasn't magic. "I don't sense any magic has been used," she gasped to herself.

"How do you think it happened?" asked Rory over the sound of Shelly calling for the guards. The demigoddess licked her lips in anticipation of Lelei's answer.

"I don't know, there's no magical residue or residuals, it's like they carried it all here by hand, but... but..." the tiny teal-haired mage was so confused she was near tears, "How?" she looked at Lelu in confusion. "How did you do it?"

Lelu shrugged and sipped her coffee, it was hot and bitter, just like she felt. "Rory helped us carry some of the bigger items." Her answer left Lelei even more confused than before, and it caused Rory to break out in laughter.

Finally, after everything was restored to its original location, Ambassador Sugawara called Stefan and Lelu into his office. He looked at the messages laying before him and said in perfect English, "Stefan Edward Hanover, do you realize that there are over a dozen agencies in Colorado looking for you? They're scouring Clear Creek County in Colorado USA looking for your body."

Stefan remained silent which upset and confused Sugawara. He needs to find out how Stefan got here, an early report mentioned a temporary gate, he'll follow up on that report but right now he's never heard that such a thing exists. Stefan looked at Lelu, tears flowed from her golden eye, her chromium hair seemed dull and tarnished in her sorrow. He put his arm around her and held her tight and she heard his strange guttural native language in her head convincing her that it will all work out.

"Stefan will answer your questions if you can promise us that if you extradite him, that I can go with," plead Lelu.

Ambassador Sugawara shook his head and fought the impulse to turn away, but he looked her in the eye and said, "Diplomatically I can't do anything, Mr. Hanover is a citizen of the United States, he is in Japanese territory without a passport, both the US government and the Japanese government want him back in the United States."

"We know! Send me with!"

"I'm sorry Miss de Sebat, Japan is not allowing citizens of the empire entry into Japan at this time."

"Sanctuary!" cried Lelu in desperation, "Stefan is seeking sanctuary here, please!"

"I'm sorry," said Sugawara. "We have no options for sanctuary in any treaty with the Saderan Empire or any of the outlying kingdoms.

"If you separate us, we will die!" cried Lelu. "Please let me go with him!"

"Miss de Sebat, there is no reason for us to think that death will occur..."

"Hanover, I am Missus Lelu Nikto Hanover, we are bonded, and you clearly do not understand what that means for an elf." Lelu was livid, no wonder why there's wars with people this stupid being allowed to hold government position.

"I'm sorry, but unless Mr. Hanover tells us how he got here my hands are tied."

"Will you stop the extradition if he speaks? In writing?" Ambassador Sugawara looked at her sadly and made no attempt to answer her questions, he realized that he screwed up and gave them a ray of hope accidentally. "Is there anything we can say to stop this extradition?" wept Lelu.

"No, there's not," said Sugawara, "I wish there where..."

"Then why the hell are we here?" she shrieked. "Why don't you hang us, or throw us in cages to die like the animals you're treating us like? I've been in your cages! I'll go back if it will save my husband!"

"Miss de Sebat, there are..."

"HANOVER!" shrieked Lelu. "My name is Missus Lelu Hanover." Then she clutched Stefan's arm and refused to answer any more questions. Now the room sank into a morgue like silence as Lelu refused to speak. Shelly sat in a corner feeling sick, this shouldn't be happening but there was nothing she could do about it either. The only sound other than Sugawara's questions was Lelu's weeping and occasionally Lelei's stifled sobs.

Sugawara gave up. "Lieutenant Itami!" The laidback Lieutenant of the Japanese Self Defense Force stepped into the room and stood at attention in front of the ambassador's desk. Without looking up from his paperwork Ambassador Sugawara said. "Lieutenant, please escort Mr. Hanover and Ms. De Sebat to The Gate. Once there you are to transport Mr. Hanover to the other end where personnel from the American embassy in Tokyo will collect him for repatriation to the United States. Are there any questions on your orders?"

"No sir," said Itami.

"It's all up to you now," said the ambassador to Itami, who led an emotionally destroyed couple out of the door. Once they were gone Sugawara turned to Shelly and said, "Sometimes I hate this job."

Shelly fought back the tears. "I'm going to have to report this to the emperor and the crown princess," she said. "It's not going to be pretty... they're considered heros... this is going to start a war with the Warrior Bunnies and Elves."

Sugawara was about to respond when he was interrupted by the door slamming closed and there stood Lelu, there was fire in her eye. "I hate you," she snarled.

"Miss De Sebat, I'm sorry but there are very stringent..."

"HANOVER! GOD DAMN YOU!" shrieked Lelu. "My name is Missus Lelu Hanover."

"Missus Hanover, I'm sorry but..."

"SORRY? ARE YOU SORRY? LOOK AT ME!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs. "LOOK AT WHAT YOU HUMANS DID TO ME!"

Shelly and Kōji looked at the elf, and it was hard to do. She had been captive of the army of the Saderan Empire for decades, repeatedly beaten, tortured, and raped. Her body was bent and broken; she was left in a cell for dead until Itami liberated her. Her back was twisted from repeated torture, her right hand was crushed and paralyzed, her left leg was bent from repeated injuries causing her to walk with a painful limp, and her face, her poor misshapen face, beaten and broken until she looks like a partially melted wax carving of an elves head and face. She tore off her eyepatch to display the empty socket from when a drunken imperial soldier gouged out her left eye on a bet.

"I'm a high elf, I'm going to live like this, a monster, for near an eternity. HE doesn't see this, HE doesn't care, he loves me for ME. To you I'm just a twisted, ugly monster, to him I am Lelu, and he loves me."

She turned her misshapen face to Shelly and groaned. "And you... HE SAVED SEVENTY-THREE PEOPLE...TWICE! ... And you throw him away like you threw me away. You humans..." she shook her head. "Disgusting." And she left, she slammed the door closed but it failed to latch and swung back open halfway. Out in the hallway, she shrieked "I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

"I hate this job too," said Shelly in a tiny voice.

"I wonder what Itami is going to do this time," said Kōji Sugawara as he escorted his diminutive fiancé down the long empty halls of the palace and out to the SDF Chinook helicopter that waited to take them to The Gate.

Lelu missed the entire flight, her first flight ever. She and Stefan were on their private beach again, cuddling naked, her bent, pain wracked body left far behind as her human lover, her husband, kissed her over and over and they called each other ninya melindo, my love. Their campfire crackled happily and overhead the stars danced in their orbits for the two lovers. "Look!" said Stefan pointing up, "a shooting star! Quick, make a wish."

"Here we call them sky racers, and we don't wish them anything," Lelu smiled.

"Humor me."

"Ok, I wish we don't have to die, that we can stay here forever, just us."

"Us and our elf babies. Do elves call them babies? Or is there a special elfy word for baby?"

"Elfy? Did you say elfy?" Lelu began to laugh hysterically, here they are facing death and he said "elfy."

"Yeah, you know, elfy is anything of and pertaining to elves. Like the word elvlette, that could mean pre-teen elf girls."

"Not elvy, the word is elvish!" she laughed.

Stefan suddenly looked serious. "Ladies and gentlemen, elvish has left the building."

"You're crazy!" the couple rolled about in the sand on the beach of their minds, laughing and kissing in this dreamworld for the last time.

In the belly of the noisy Chinook, Lt. Itami looked at the sleeping couple, the lost human and the broken elf, and they were smiling! The poor misshapen face of the elf had a glow of such joy and peace that Itami ached to find out how that was possible. "Lelei," he shouted over the sound of the rotors, "How is your healing magic?"

Lelei has been working with Itami for two years and she knew him almost as well as anyone else on their team, maybe better, and she was sure she knew what he was thinking. "I can fix everything but her eye," she said.

"I want you to start the moment I take him through the gate. We need her to be ready for her honeymoon the moment he gets back."

"That's not going to happen sir." The young arch mage looked utterly sorrowful.

"Why not?"

"They're bonded sir, it's something that happens to elves; it's incredibly rare, it hasn't happened in over two hundred years and never with a human, no one thought this could be possible."

"What do you mean bonded?" Itami had a feeling this simple mission was about to get ugly.

"It's..." she searched for terms he would understand. Hell, he doesn't even believe the basics of magic, no matter how many warrior bunnies she pulls out of a hat just to entertain him. "It's a unification of the minds and hearts." She realized that she needs to start from the beginning but how to explain it to Itami? "Ok, it starts with... ok... umm... ok, people have these smells..."

"Odors?"

Lelei searched her head and was sure there was a word, but she can't find it. "Very, very special odors. They're there no matter how much you wash, the body produces them, and the odors mean things..."

"Pheromones?" Itami asked. He was a bio-chem major, it would be nice if that educational investment of twelve million yen paid off for once.

"Yes, that. People give off different pheromones, some say, "I'm a man." Sometimes they say, "I have a disease." Some of these pheromones are advertising "I'm half" and sometimes, you find someone who has pheromones that say, "I'm your other half." Sometimes He is her half, but she isn't his half, it's very confusing. But with Stefan and Lelu, he is her half, she is his half, their pheromones actually mingle and become a new pheromone that they can't live without. They become one person in two bodies in their minds. In humans you see couples married happily their entire lives, the pheromones do that. That is what happened with them," said Lelei as she pointed to the couple who were now giggling in their sleep. They were doing something very playful wherever they were.

"With elves it goes further. A huge step further. When a couple has pheromones line up and mingle like that," she wove her fingers together, "they grab onto that other half and keep it, their minds and hearts become one for real, not poetically. This is very powerful, it's not magic, it's something else and it has never happened between an elf and a human before, so this is truly BIG. And they can do things that we mages can only dream about. Ask the ambassadors, they communicate with each other without talking. At the Jade Palace she did all the talking because she knew what he wanted to say. He can't speak a word of Saderan, she can't speak a word of American..."

"English," corrected Itami.

"She can't speak that either, but they communicate fine, if the outside conversation is in Saderan, she becomes his spokesperson. If English is needed, he would be the spokesperson, yet all the while they're translating for each other silently."

"That's kind of cool," nodded Itami.

"There's so much more," she continued. "They can step outside of time; I saw them do that this morning." She explained to Itami the prank they pulled on Shelly and Kōji. It was a working theory that Lelei came up with to explain the prank, and Rory told her that she was one hundred percent right.

"Damn," said Itami. "Why don't they use that time trick to run away?"

Lelei shook her head sadly. "It takes up too much of their energy, they could try, but they won't get far. They're still exhausted and this fight has drained them."

"Shit," muttered Itami under his breath.

"There's two things you can always count on, the here, and the now," continued Lelei. "By stepping outside of time they've conquered the now. They can move about in the stream of time, but I don't think they realize that yet. But right now, they're working on the here." She pointed to the couple as they leaned on each other, for all the world it looked like they were asleep. "Mentally and emotionally they're not here, they're somewhere else. If they get the chance, they're going to figure out the physical part of that equation and take their bodies with them."

"And when do you think that will happen?"

"Never sir."

"Why not?"

"They'll be dead before that happens." When Itami looked shocked at her words, Lelei continued. "Like I said, they're bonded, but you're taking him away to another world, they will completely lose contact with each other. What would happen if someone cut away half of your brain and tear out half of your heart? You die."

"Could it possibly get worse?" groaned Itami rhetorically.

"Oh yes," nodded Lelei. "A lot worse. This is a cornerstone of elvish theology, when word gets out that you tore apart a bonded couple and killed them, there will be an elf uprising this land hasn't seen in four hundred years."

"Oh, damn it," groaned the lieutenant. Now he knows why Ambassador Kōji Sugawara called for him. Yoshi Itami has made a career of solving the unsolvable and covering the asses of those that are bound in place by regulations.

~~~~~~*~~~~~~

The helicopter sat down on the Alnus Hill Helipad and idled while the passengers disembarked. As usual, Stefan and Lelu had to be roused from their slumber. And as usual, they were roused just as they were starting to make love. Nearly weeping with frustration, they struggled awake while their guards tried not to watch them.

First Lieutenant Yoshi Itami finished his phone call, slid his phone into his breast pocket and addressed the small crowd at the edge of the helipad. "Ok, we're going to travel to the far end of the gate and deliver..." He gulped and looked again at the orders that he held in his hand, his stomach felt like he just swallowed a large, heavy rock... he continued "Gunnery Sergeant Stefan Hanover, United States Marine Corps retired, to Japan where he will be met by United States Embassy Personnel. We will return forthwith upon delivery. In case of accident, combat, or collision call the Gate Control Center at extension 1121. Are there any questions?" Then without waiting for questions he pointed to the Humvee waiting for them and said, "Fall out."

"We're going to walk," said Stefan as he carried Lelu on his back. The poor elf clung to her human, shuddering as the tears would not stop coming.

The assigned driver, JSDF Sergeant First Class Shino Kuribayashi, carried Stefan's backpack and rifle. She handed them to Itami with a look of utter disgust on her normally cute face, then followed Stefan and Lelu leaving Itami to carry Stefan's gear and to drive the Humvee to the Gate portal.

Itami looked for Ambassador Kōji Sugawara, he and Shelly were sitting far forward in the Chinook during the flight and now they were gone, but he did see Sergeant First Class Tomita. "You didn't tell me he is a marine!" he snarled at a man who has been under his command for years. Military men and women are rare breeds taking up a tiny percentage of a country's population. Regardless of national origin they consider each other as brothers, as friends they haven't met yet. And they do this right up to the minute they're told they have to start killing each other.

Akira went white, "I didn't know, if I knew I wouldn't have had Lelei knock him out."

"I have more calls to make," sputtered Itami as he threw Stefan's backpack and gun in the back of the Humvee. When Itami finally reached The Gate portal he found Stefan and Lelu kneeling by the side of the road, their foreheads touching, tears streaking down their cheeks. They were surrounded by warrior bunnies. He sought out Shino Kuribayashi and asked, "What's with all the rabbits?"

Shino shrugged. "I dunno. On the way up here Gabrielle, the bunny that works at the PX saw us and said they have the mark of the queen, I don't see anything, but word got out and they all come a' running. They all insist that their queen has put her mark on them"

Itami didn't have time for an elf uprising and mass hysteria in the local bunny hutch too. "Come on gunny, it's time to go."

"Be right with you El Tee," said Stefan, and he gave Lelu a long, gentle, passionate kiss that said so much, then, like he did a thousand times before, he followed orders and walked away. Like he told Lelu, "I've been following orders so long, I don't know how not to." He climbed into the Humvee and sat staring forward at the back of Sergeant Kuribayashi's head. Don't let them see the pain, keep the tears inside, but the tears did start to leak out as the Humvee pulled away and headed into the Gate.

On the side of the road Lelu shrieked in despair and reached out with her bent, crippled hand, the hand that he loved to hold so much. She was surrounded by supporters, including Lelei, fellow High Elf Tuka Luna Marceau, Dark Elf Yao Ro Dushi, and Arch mage Kato El Altestan. Kato is Lelei's mentor, a magician's magician. Together they surrounded Lelu and tried to calm her as Lelei, and Kato began to work their healing magic on her.

They started with her face, Lelei and Kato placed their hands on her face and as Lelei murmured spells to ease the pain, Kato re-arranged the broken bones and fused them back where they were decades ago when she was a young elf hoping to meet an elf as nice as a man like Stefan. They removed their hands and the elves Luna and Yao gasped, her face which previously looked like a half-melted wax sculpture was as perfect as Stefan's dreams.

"Let me see!" Lelu cried as she heard the gasps.

Lelei fumbled through her bag looking for a mirror, she knew that they were going to lose Lelu and she wanted Lelu to see her that her face was fixed before she died... Lelei sobbed in frustration at the unfairness of it all when Rory stepped up.

"I have a wedding gift," whispered the demigoddess. Kato moved to the side as Rory crouched and placed her hand on Lelu's eye patch. Lelu cried out at the sudden pain, and while Rory held her hand in place Lelu cried in agony. Finally the pain went away and Lelu relaxed and shuddered at the memory of the pain that drilled from her eye socket to the core of her brain.

When Rory removed her hand, the pain and the eyepatch were gone. The empty eye socket now held a beautiful eye in there, but where her right eye was gold, her new left eye was a beautiful, radiant emerald green. "That will help you find a place to go," smiled Rory with evil glee. While Lelu started to fade out of consciousness Rory turned to Kato and put the blade of her massive weapon under the wizen old magician's chin. "Keep her alive old man," she said with icy anger, "Or all our work will be wasted, along with you." She walked away and muttered, "I have to go collect her other half..." and disappeared in a puff of black smoke.

As the Humvee drove further through the tunnel Itami noticed that Stefan was not looking well, he was pale and shaking, his face was covered in a cold sweat. He suddenly roared in pain and clutched his left eye. "Gunny, are you ok?" Itami asked. When Stefan didn't answer, Itami mentioned, "Gunny, it's winter in Japan, you're going to need your coat."

"Don't care," Stefan mumbled. For the first time in days, he couldn't communicate with Lelu. She was in pain for some reason, but she couldn't communicate what was causing that pain, then she began to fade away... He was sure she wasn't dead, but that's the only thing he was sure of.

"You're really doing this sir?" asked the driver Sergeant First Class Shino Kuribayashi.

"You too Shino?" Itami was disgusted with this whole thing.

"Just sayin' Captain. If he was one of us there's no way we'd be making this drive.

"Thank you for your input sergeant," Itami rolled his eyes.

"Us enlisted; we stick up for each other sir." She glared at him out of the corner of her eyes, "and we remember."

"I've noticed that." Just then there was a groan from the back seat, Itami looked, and Stefan was bent over, holding his head, and most disturbing, Rory was back there comforting him. "Rory? What are you doing here?"

"I'm always here when a warrior passes, and he's sent so many to me! He sent me slavers from all over Africa and the Middle East and now here, it's only fitting I be here to welcome him home."

Itami shook his head, maybe she can help carry Stefan's backpack. They finally broke into daylight and Shino made a three-point turn and backed the Humvee right up to the pylons that marked the line between Japan and the Special Region. It was frigid and a slushy rain was falling from the sky, the guards at the pylons were especially angry that they had to step out from their warm shack for a lieutenant.

"Sergeant Kuribayashi, can you help with the backpack?"

"Is that an order sir?" she asked.

"No, of course not."

In response Shino Kuribayashi sat at attention behind the wheel motionless staring straight ahead and made no move to help.

Feeling like utter garbage, Itami hopped out and came around to the driver's side and opened Stefan's rear door. He looked like hell, he was pale, shaking, drenched in sweat, and aching everywhere. He got out of the Humvee and began shaking terribly. Itami led Stefan to the back of the Humvee and showed him the line. "Ok, one more step and you're in Japan and the mission is complete. But remember, if you're feeling sick, fall back toward me, it's five klicks to a hospital in the Special Region, eight klicks forward in Japan, got that?

Stefan mumbled something unintelligible, then stepped into Japan where a couple of men in suits and long coats waited for him. One of the men stepped forward and said, "Are you Stefan Hanover?" Stefan nodded and began to wobble. "We want to thank you for what you did back there, Crown Princess Co Lada has taken special interest in you and demands your presence as soon as possible." They handed him a thick packet of papers and shook his hand. "We'll be in touch," then they turned and left.

Stefan stood shuddering in the cold, he was going to go down, a blind man could see that his life was coming to an end. Rory moved closer to Stefan in anticipation of guiding his soul to the afterlife. "I'm sorry Lelu," he whispered.

"Stefan, please come here," implored Itami over and over. "I can't help you if you stand on that side of the line."

Now everything was black, Stefan searched desperately for Lelu, but their connection was fading. He heard Itami begging him, but he couldn't move. "Please Stefan, you're going to die out here!" shouted Itami and Stefan thought that it sounded like a good idea. "Thank you for your love, Lelu..." he muttered his final words on earth.

Sergeant First Class Shino Kuribayashi stepped up next to Itami and shouted at the top of her lungs in perfect English, "GUNNY!" Her voice boomed, it echoed off the walls built around the gate and shocked the tourists and natives who came to see the day-to-day activity at The Gate. But Shino was far from done. "Get your stupid fucking ass in my fucking truck RIGHT FUCKING NOW MARINE!"

Stefan slowly turned to obey; he couldn't not obey. He attempted to take a step and collapsed onto the Special Region side of the line. Itami jumped to catch Stefan, but Kuribayashi held him back. "GOD DAMN IT GUNNY, IF YOU HAVE TO CRAWL BACK TO YOUR WOMAN, YOU'RE GOING TO DO IT LIKE A MARINE!!!"

Itami watched in shock as the dying man crawled on hand and knees to the Humvee then Shino looked at Itami and said, "You're welcome."

Tears welled up in Itami's eyes as Gunnery Sergeant Hanover reached up and placed his hand on the door of the Humvee then collapsed. Itami and Kuribayashi leapt to Stefan's side, Itami muttering "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit..." They rolled Stefan over and checked for a pulse.

"He's still alive," said Kuribayashi as they tugged him into a sitting up position in preparation to lift him into the truck. "I can make it to the dispensary in four minutes."

"I didn't know you spoke English," groaned Itami as they lifted Stefan into the Humvee with a strangely silent Rory's help.

"I don't," the feisty little combat veteran said. "I speak Marine." Itami had failed to tell her about all his special forces training in Texas, so she didn't see a need to tell him about her hand-to-hand combat training at Parris Island Marine Corps Training Depot.

~~*~~

Stefan awoke and found himself propped up against one of those orange-leafed palm trees near their beach. It was beautiful, the sun was setting behind the warm Blue Sea, turning the sky a multitude of shades of orange, red, crimson... the glory of the sun was reflected in the calm waters. A breeze from the jungle behind him wafted the perfumes of a million jungle flowers and fruits towards them, but most of all he smelled Lelu. She was curled up next to him and when he moved, she gasped and sat up with the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. She was dressed in a half t-shirt that provided an enticing amount of underboob, and a pair of short shorts that would be illegal to wear in fourteen states back in Stefan's home world. "Am I dead?" Stefan asked. This is a good place to die.

"No silly, we're on our beach!" Lelu's joy was infectious. She was kneeling on the sand in front of him with a smile of beautiful expectation. She dove forward and they kissed a beautiful reunion kiss, the joy of actually being on this beach with her was overshadowed by the resurgence of their bonding connection.

"What happened?" he groaned; he still hurts everywhere. "The last thing I remember is some guy telling me something about princess Co Lada."

She curled up next to him and rested her head on his shoulder and gently touched his chest hair with her poor injured hand. "Rory Mercury told me that you collapsed, and Shino told you to crawl like aquatic sea life, and you did. Why would she say that?"

Stefan tried to remember those horrible events. Crawl like aquatic sea life? Then he remembered an old Marine saying, "I may get so drunk I have to crawl home, but I'm going to crawl home like a Marine." Marine, that can only be what Shino said that would make sense. "I think Shino was trying to encourage me," he said as he pulled Lelu close. "What happened?"

"I think maybe we almost died," said Lelu softly. "I remember the pain, and a long dark tunnel that I was being pulled down but Kato and Lelei kept pulling me back, then I felt you again and I was able to come back to you."

"I don't remember anything but the pain in my head, my back, my leg... and the tunnel, I remember being in a tunnel and I had to crawl, I was looking for you..." Stefan was still feeling the pain, especially in his eye.

"We slept at the JSDF hospital and Kato worked on us trying to fix the damage, then we came here," Lelu said as she snuggled close and kissed his cheek.

"How long was I out?"

"A week," she said. "You woke up yesterday, ate everything I gave you, then you went back to sleep. We didn't want to wake you, but Princess Pina wants to see us right away." She then pushed herself up to her knees then stood. She held her arms out and swung her hips like she saw Queen Mary Atchi do when she addressed the crowd in Nangda. "Like what you see?" she grinned.

"I love what I see," Stefan said.

"No, look at me. With your eyes." She swung her hips and shook her shoulders which made her boobs sway along with the rhythm of her motions.

Stefan concentrated on Lelu with his eyes and not his heart and was startled to find that she looked better than what his heart told him, her spine was straight, her hips were level, her left leg was straight, her right elbow was working, her left ear that was bitten off was back... and her face! The sad broken disaster that was her face was now perfect, high perfect cheekbones, a sweet, pointed chin, broken teeth replaced, she looked like a beautiful young woman slipping gracefully from her teens to her twenties! Her beautiful chrome hair glittered in the moonlight as she danced and swayed to a melody that played in her mind. "Oh my God! What happened? You're beautiful on the outside now!"

"Kato fixed me while Lelei eased the pain." She lifted her t-shirt to expose her breasts, all the damage that the captors did to her beautiful breasts was gone, her nipples were proud and hard, and both were there.

"I'm so happy for you," Stefan was almost in tears of joy for his beautiful, beautiful elf. Previously she was so hideous to look at and no one could see the real Lelu Nikto De Sebat beneath all the scars and damage. "They fixed you!"

She nodded, "See anything else different?" She smiled and opened her eyes wide.

Stefan knew that smile, human or elf that smile meant one thing, there was something different and she was daring him to find it. Her body now looked like the way he saw her the moment their pheromones mingled... but there was a difference... her eye! "Come here, let me see that eye," and as she got closer, he grabbed her and pulled her close and they shared a kiss that both had thought would never happen again.

When their lips parted, she sighed, "I take it that means you like it?"

"It's beautiful," he said, and he meant it. The emerald color almost glowed in the gathering dark of early evening.

"Rory gave it to me, it helped us get here."

"How does it work?" he asked.

"I can see other places," Lelu said. "Concentrate on what I'm seeing..." Suddenly the vision of a large throne room filled Stefan's mind. On the throne sat an older gentleman, tall but frail, gray hair and neatly trimmed gray beard and mustache. Next to him stood a beautiful redhaired woman in full battle armor and in front of them a trio of merchants plead their case. It was the woman that was doing the talking to the merchants, the gray-haired man simply nodded on occasion.

"That's the throne room and that's princess Pina Co Lada and her father Emperor Molt Sol Augustus," said Lelu as the vision faded. "We could go there now if you want."

"How?"

"Same way we used to come here; we use my eye to look at the place we want to be, and our souls go there, once our souls get there, we just bring our bodies."

"No, not right now," he said. So many things are coming at him, his head is spinning!

"I'm sorry," her honest apology rang in his head, "Let's just concentrate on us, right here. Don't worry about anything else." With that she sat up, grinding her cloth covered pussy on his growing erection. "Like my outfit?" she grinned.

"It's not exactly elvish," he smiled.

"Elvish? You ain't nothin' but a hound dog," she grinned.

"Where did that come from?" asked a very surprised Stefan as she peeled off her top allowing her glorious breasts to bounce free.

She tapped his forehead with her right hand which was still bent and broken. "I've been taking inventory while you've been sleeping." Stefan chuckled. While he is afraid to look in her mind and see her memories of her captivity, he gave her free reign to run rampant in his head, hoping that she won't die of boredom.

"Do you know what it means?" He gently caressed her hand. The bones of the hand are small and numerous, Kato and Lelei are fixing it slowly, a little bit at a time, letting their fixes heal before moving on to the next round of fixes.

"No," she grinned, then she changed the subject by tugging at his shirt.

He leaned forward to take off his shirt then paused. "Somebody is not going to wake us again, are they? I'm really not sitting in a Humvee reeking of ramen and miso?"

"No! We're actually here! On the beach where daddy used to bring my sister and I almost every weekend for like a hundred years!" Humans are prone to exaggeration. If a human says "like a hundred years" they mean several years, or quite often. But for an elf "like a hundred years" is an actual century, if there were 52 weekends in a year like back stateside, she meant 5,200 trips to this beach. Elves do not exaggerate. "Speaking of daddy, he's in the cabin back in the woods, let's see if we can embarrass him." She gave Stefan a saucy grin and began moving her hips back and forth, rubbing her pussy on his hard cock dampening their shorts with her fluids. "He's got excellent hearing for his age."

"I love the way you think," Stefan grinned as Lelu pulled off his shirt. He was wearing a green t-shirt that clearly came from the Green Men of the JSDF.

"What are these scars?" she asked as she touched three round scars about as big around as a large coin.

"Bullet holes, they're not fun to get."

"Kato decided to leave them, but he did fix your religious icon," she said as she tapped his forearm. He looked and saw his one tattoo, the globe and anchor of the United States Marine Corps. It seemed to glow slightly in the starlight and had a three-dimensional look to it, like an enamel emblem. Over the decades since he got that tat it had faded and blurred, but Kato did something that made it look so new it should be surrounded by a rash. Stefan smiled, twenty years in the USMC and he retired with only one tattoo. It had to be a USMC record. "Come on darling, lift your hips," she said as she started tugging down his shorts.

"I can do it, I'm not helpless..." but lifting his hips really was an effort. He was as weak as a kitten and could only lift his hips long enough for her to pull his shorts down to mid-thigh. "Oh god, I'm sorry, I didn't realize how weak I am."

"Shhh," Lelu said putting a finger to his lips. "You carried me long enough..." then started to giggle as he suckled on her finger. Her laugh is so rich, melodious, and it gets stronger as the pain of her past starts to fade; Stefan wants to hear it for the rest of his life.

A person watching from a distance, or nearby would see a 40-something human male leaning back against a tree using a Mossy Oak backpack for a cushion and a young elf maiden looking at each other fondly. Occasionally they would kiss and cuddle, but soon, without a word, they began to undress. Not a word was spoken aloud until she started laughing when he sucked on her finger.

"Here, let's see how well Lelei fixed these," said Lelu as she held a breast to Stefan's lips. He began suckling and she groaned, it felt to Lelu like it's been ages since a man has touched her body with respect, love, and desire in equal measure, his hands are shaking! "What's wrong?" she asked.

"I'm so weak, I should be the one..." Stefan's voice trailed off, the reality of the situation was hitting him hard, here he was a busted up old grunt on an alien world about to make love to a beautiful, sexy elf maiden. This wasn't a mutual dream; it was real this time. She deserves so much better...

"Stefan Edward Hanover!" she shouted, "Are we or are we not bound?" She heard every self-deprecating self-doubt that was streaming through his head

"Yes ma'am, we are."

"Then how can there be someone better?" she demanded. She leaned forward until they were nearly nosed to nose and there was fire in her eyes, both the gold one and the green one. "I'm waiting for an answer Gummy." Stefan started laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. "What's so funny Gummy?"

"It's gunny, ma'am," he finally said.

"Are you sure? The green creature with no bones who had an orange horse who also no bones?"

Stefan pondered her statement until it hit him, "You mean Gumby and Pokey?"

"Yeah, him!"

"You!" and he started tickling her until they were both whooping with laughter. "They're not real, don't go poking around my head without a guide!"

"Mmmm, it made you laugh," she said. "We are better when we smile." She leaned over him, dangling her heavy, perfect breasts over his mouth, and he leaned his head back and took her newly healed breast into his mouth and gently suckled on her hard nipple. "Oh Gods! Oh Gods!" she gasped aloud, and she started trembling.

"Are you ok?" he said, worry tinged his voice.

"Yes, I just forgot how good it can be. The last time was years ago, and it was..." Stefan got a memory of sheer blinding pain. He didn't want to learn about the torture she endured in the imperial dungeon, but he realized that he was going to have to learn to understand her pain. He kissed her breast and she shivered with pleasure and then Stefan realized that she was sharing the feeling with him. He began suckling on her breast and he felt it! "Oh Gods," she groaned, "I think Lelei over did it when she healed me... this is so gooooooddddd...."

Lelu let her breasts dangle over Stefan, and he suckled at her, reminding her of how good it felt to be stimulated because her man wants her to be stimulated. He started out gently considering the pain she'd been through and slowly became more insistent, more aggressive, and he could feel it. The feeling was different than when a woman did it to him, it was better. He began groaning as he felt sexual stimulation in his body even though it was him stimulating her. They wanted more so he began sucking harder, he squeezed the breast he was sucking with one hand and began pinching and twisting the nipple of the other breast with his free hand and began to drive the both of them out of their minds.

"Yessss! Yes atto! Soooo goooodddd," she gasped over and over.

Daddy? Atto is the Quenyan (high "elvish" language) word for father. He suddenly felt a wave of even more love from this beautiful angel, and he wanted to taste her pussy for real. In their mutual dream it was a Lelu overload for him, and he wants it for real now.

Lelu knew his desire to move her pussy over his face, but she was too far gone, she wanted him inside of her now. "I'm sorry atto, but I can't wait." She slid back and rose, the smell of her sex was intoxicating, it threated to absorb Stefan, threatened him to become lost as a person in the whole of Lelu, and he eagerly hoped it would happen. Lelu could smell his precum and she wanted to taste it, but no, she needs him in her now, he can take control when he feels better.

Stefan reached down and rubbed the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy and they both shuddered, it was like they could feel both sensations from his and her perspective. It was confusing, overpowering, and completely wonderful. Lelu slowly lowered herself on Stefan's cock, his girth stretching her out more than ever before. The lovers sighed in unison as she sank down on him, his cock spreading her wider and wider, her tight wet walls soaked with her natural juices slathering his cock as she sank down. And then they were one.

They groaned and shuddered as they felt their pussy stretch around their cock. When their pussy lips reached the base of their cock their eyes met and they smiled at each other, no one woke them up this time! They reached down and rubbed their clit a time or two then took their pussy juice soaked fingers and rubbed them into their mustache with a girlish giggle. They responded by breathing deep, then reaching up and grabbing both of their beautiful breasts and squeezing while pinching their nipples. They began to move their hips back and forth, grinding their clit against...

Stefan shook his head, breaking out of the spell. Lelu sighed and collapsed on him, her body trembling. "My gods!" she gasped then she pushed herself up on her hand. "That was so..."

"Weird?" Stefan said, trying to complete her statement.

"Yea," she said as she slowly sat upright again. "I think that's what we are heading for, but I don't think we're ready for it yet."

"I agree, too intense," said Stefan. "We need to take it easy. Baby steps."

"Baby steps," she agreed and resumed rubbing her clit against his pubic hair sending shocks of excitement through her body that Stefan felt running through his body also. It was confusing because he doesn't have a clit. They agreed to baby steps, but he always wondered what it would feel like for a woman and tonight it felt so good... "I'm not going to last long," Stefan groaned as she began raising and lowering herself on his spike. "Oh my God that feels good," he groaned as her tight pussy massaged every nerve ending in his cock.

Her pussy gripped his cock tightly, it was like getting a well-oiled handjob from a masseuse with an iron grip. Lelu heard his thoughts and squeezed his cock as hard as she could with her pussy causing Stefan to roll his eyes and groan in ecstasy. "You're going to make me cum lover," he warned her

"Don't hold back," she gasped, "I'm almost there too." Being the penetrated and the penetrator had both of their minds in an uproar of sexual dynamite. Their own pleasure was building up and each other's pleasure was driving them higher to unimaginable peaks of ecstasy. As the moons rose their silvery light danced in Lelu's silver hair adding sparks to the sparks they were feeling. Her groin slapped against his, her juices soaked them both as she gained speed, skewering herself on Stefan's swollen post over and over. Their bodies slapped together, her juices splashed with each delightful collision, the need to cum wracked their minds and now the explosion came closer and closer...

"I'm gonna cum," groaned Stefan.

"Ni indóme túl," echoed Lelu in Quenyan.

"I'm gonna cum!"

"Ni indóme túl!"

"I'm gonna cum!"

"Ni indóme túl!"

Suddenly Lelu leaned back and glared up at the starlit sky, thrusting out her magnificent breasts, sexual desire that had been pent up for ages finally exploded in her. As waves and waves of release crashed over her, Stefan was caught up in her ecstasy and came also. Just as his first spirt of pent up jism hit her pussy, it felt to him like a mouth closed around his cock and began sucking on it, doubling his already impossible pleasure. Spurt after spurt shot into her clasping pussy which seemed to suck at his cock, refusing to release him. He shouted and screamed in the ultimate pleasure as the mouth in her pussy stroked up and down his cock even though she was motionless. That mouth continued until the very last drops of semen were collected.

Lelu collapsed on Stefan's chest, completely worn out from the delightful ravages of her first orgasm in over half a century and when she did, her pussy released his softening cock. "Ai iluvátar ii mára!" sighed Lelu as aftershocks shook her mind and body.

"Yes, it was good," agreed Stefan. When Lelu began to catch her breath and the last of the aftershocks were done, Stefan asked a question he never thought he would ever ask in his life. "Did your pussy grab my cock and... suck me?"

"Uh huh," affirmed an exhausted Lelu.

"What was that? it's incredible."

Lelu propped herself up on her elbows, her mismatched eyes glittering in the light of the moons. "Don't human girls do that?"

"No," laughed Stefan. "Nothing like that at all."

Lelu looked confused. "Don't they have a cervix?"

"Yeah, but it doesn't do anything like that."

Now she looked concerned, "Then how do they get your semen into their uterus?"

Stefan shrugged. "Will power? I don't know."

"Well, how much of your sperm is potent?" asked Lelu.

"About a hundred percent," said Stefan.

"Oh," she looked shocked. "I didn't know that. I had better hold off on ovulating until we're ready."

"You can do that?" laughed Stefan out loud. There was so much he didn't know! "Oh lord how I love loving you."

She gave him a mischievous grin, "Let's go rinse off then go say hi to my father... let's do it naked."

She helped him up (actually she almost lifted him) then helped him walk to the ocean's edge (actually she almost carried him), her 4X advantage in bodily strength was now more noticeable. "Yeah, why not?" Stefan answered suddenly, realizing how playful his new better half is.

If you have reached this point safely, thank you for lasting this long, I've never written a fantasy like this, and I can't believe how much fun I had writing this story. It's so addicting! I can see why "light novels" just pour out of Japan. Please leave a comment so I know how to improve my writing and please let me know if you'd like to hear more about Stefan and Lelu or the Gate universe. If you didn't care for this story I need to apologize now because there are more stories to come. It was supposed to be the end, but the words just kept coming and now this story is only an introduction, Stefan still has the in-laws to meet.

If you would like to see the source material that gave me the basis for these silly ideas, check out the anime Gate: Jieitai Kanochi nite, Kaku Tatakaeri, it's available to view online at crunchyroll.