Negotiating Tactics
grilka
osiris lunar colony
NSFW - dubious consent
There was safety in numbers, Alex thought. It was why, when she'd agreed to meet with Grilka, it had been here. Somewhere between a restaurant and a bar, Grilka technically owned the place. But ey never broke the law, not really – that was what everyone said. Had never been seen to break the law, at least. So surely here, with witnesses – she'd be safe here.
She wasn't the sort of girl who did things like this. She was cautious, the kind of person who played it safe and by the rules. The rules, though, they didn't seem to be getting her anywhere. Still lived in the same ultra-low-rent apartment, still worked the same dead-end job. At least she wasn't planet-bound, anymore – but so far that didn't seem to be saying much.
She still wasn't breaking the rules, not exactly. That was the whole point. It wasn't breaking the rules to make a friend. It wasn't breaking the rules to accept a gift.
Alex had worn a white dress, because one of the quants in her office had said that Grilka liked to make friends with girls in white dresses. There wasn't much she could do with her hair, short as it was, but the red was supposed to work in her favor.
No one had told her what Grilka looked like, but Alex knew without being told when ey'd walked in. Or, not walked. Slithered, maybe, or slid, but not walked. The blue of eir scales seemed to glitter like sapphires, and ey didn't bother with the human affectation of clothes. Ey wore jewelry, instead, delicate chains and heavy rings. Two tongues darted out into the air, flicked in Alex's direction. The black horns that curled on either side of eir head made em look practically demonic, four arms made em look deific. Her hands balled into fists in her lap, and she wondered if she'd made a terrible mistake.
Her anxiety did not improve as the Krotazi drew closer, and she realized just how huge ey was. Even without a tail, even if ey'd had legs, ey would have been twice Alex's height.
It was no wonder her corner table was so far removed from the others. Grilka wouldn't have fit in any other configuration.
"Alexia Carey," ey said instead of asked, and the way eir dagger-teeth clicked together as ey spoke make her shudder. Ey loomed over the table, tongues darting out again, and she tried not to recoil. "Up, up, stand up and let me see you better," ey urged, and what would have been eir pelvis if ey'd been human rocked in eager figure-eights.
Alex jerked upright too quickly, terrified of doing or saying the wrong thing. Particularly with the talons on one hand tapping on the table, one of eir rings connected to a bracelet by a chain. The trailing end of Grilka's tail was circling them both, and Alex tried not to stare at it.
"Pretty, pretty!" Grilka said delightedly, clapping together the two highest of eir hands. The part of eir tail that had been behind Alex curled upward, slid behind her legs and underneath her as if she were being swept up by a makeshift chair. Alex yelped in surprise as she was swept off the ground, realizing only now that Grilka's tail was comprised of many smaller parts; tendrils separated to wrap around her calves and keep her from falling.
"Thank you?" she said, high-pitched; her eyes darted to the rest of the room, but none of the other patrons seemed to be paying them any attention.
"Oh, and you have spots," Grilka gasped, leaning closer to her; it took her a second to realize that ey meant her freckles. Two hands tugged downward on her sleeves to get a better look at her shoulders, while another two hiked her skirt halfway up her thighs. "You don't mind if I look, do you?" ey asked, as if the damage had not already been done. Alex tried to steady herself, but could only grip at the tail beneath her; tendrils slid along her fingers and seemed to writhe beneath her.
"It's – it's fine," Alex assured em breathlessly, and Grilka smiled like an anglerfish. Eir tongues flicked outward, brushed against either side of her face, and she flinched despite herself.
"You're so nice, Alexia Carey. What a nice little human you are. We'll be wonderful friends, I can already tell." The talons of one hand slid along her scalp, through her hair; another hand took her chin to turn her face this way and that, large pink eyes examining her closely through slitted pupils. The other two hands were underneath her skirt, running the edges of sharp talons along the tops of her stockings.
Alex wasn't quite sure how this had escalated so quickly, but she couldn't for the life of her think of a way to end it. Not without offending em, not without making the whole thing pointless.
"Oh, I love stockings! And heels, you always look like you're about to tip over in heels. You're blushing, Alexia Carey. Does that mean you're shy?"
"A little," Alex admitted, hoping vaguely that Grilka would take this as a hint.
"But you don't look shy," Grilka pointed out instead, lifting her on eir tail, the tendrils that had wrapped around her legs pulling her knees apart. She gasped, tendrils preventing her from pressing her legs back together, trapping her hands so she couldn’t pull her skirt back down. Of course she wouldn't look shy, spread out like that. "Are you too shy to kiss me? Humans can be so strange about kissing."
Alex imagined a scaly mouth pressing to hers, dagger-teeth sinking into her skin. Did everyone kiss em? Was that part of the bargain? "I don't mind kissing," she said, and Grilka smiled, mouth wide and sharp enough to have bitten off her head. Ey leaned forward, expectant; hesitantly, Alex stretched upward to press a chaste kiss to eir mouth.
It was so fast that by the time she realized what was happening, it was already too late. Tongues darted out, sliding between Alex's lips and pushing into her mouth. She tried to cry out, but it was muffled, one tongue wrapping around her own while the other slid down her throat. Ey tasted sour, the sweet kind, like candies or citrus. She still couldn't move her hands, her legs, but she tried anyway, tried to pull her face away. It wasn't until she gagged that the tongues slid back out of her mouth, Grilka's laugh a rattling sort of a noise.
"Humans are such terrible kissers," ey said, almost affectionately. Alex swallowed hard, wondered what it was that made her feel embarrassed about being inadequate at something she'd never wanted. Ey ruffled her hair, patted the inside of her thigh while lighting up a cigarette. The smoke was thick and sweet and faintly purple, and it billowed out from between eir teeth. "Nanya said you were looking for work? What do you do, hm?"
Even as ey asked, she felt scales sliding underneath her skirt, wrapping around her thighs. She glanced downward, but white fabric fell just low enough that she couldn't see anything higher than the tops of her stockings. "I… I'm a programmer," she said, wishing she could close her legs, trying and failing.
Grilka drew on eir cigarette, tongues flicked toward Alex in another cloud of smoke. She breathed more than she'd intended, coughed at the sticky feeling in her lungs. "Oh, that's easy," ey said with a wave of one hand. "Programmers, I always have friends in need of programmers. Are you any good?"
Scales slid higher on her thighs, prodded against the fabric between her legs. Alex yelped, legs straining to try and pull away and press together. Grilka cocked eir head to the side curiously, the chains around eir horns hanging sideways and smoke surrounding Alex again.
"You don't mind, do you?" Grilka asked, as if it had only just occurred to em that there might be something objectionable about attempted public penetration. "You human girls, you're so much prettier this way. It isn't like I'm going to fuck you properly, anyway, not here. We wouldn't be able to talk, would we? I just want to play with you a little, since you look so cute."
"Is that all?" Alex croaked, throat aching from eir smoke and eir tongue, something unseen still pressing between her legs. "How… flattering." Even secondhand, the smoke was making her feel drowsy and limp, and she wondered what effect it had on Krotazi.
Grilka practically beamed, talons patting Alex's cheek. "I knew you'd understand," ey said, darting tongues at her again. "Such a nice girl, Alexia Carey. I have many friends who'd love to work with a girl as nice as you are. Are you any good, did you say?"
With no preamble or fanfare, a scaled tendril slid beneath the thin barrier of lace and began to push inside of her. Alex bit down on her lower lip to stifle a whimper, as tendrils pulled her legs yet further apart. "I think I'm pretty good," she squeaked, choking back a tiny cry as it forced its way deeper.
Grilka clicked eir teeth together disapprovingly. "No, that won't do. Commit to it – either you're good or you aren't. I can't tell if you're being modest. Are you good?"
It pushed deeper and deeper, until it had nowhere else to go, and she was whimpering still. The tail beneath her brought her closer to eir torso, rearranged itself to pull her hands away and prod at her spine, arranging her body into an uncomfortable arch. "I'm very good," she said between gritted teeth, as the thing inside her began to slide in and out.
"Much better," ey said, bending down to kiss her again. Eir tongues forced her mouth open, wide enough that ey could exhale smoke into it. The tendril inside her thrust hard inside, enough to make her gasp, forcing her to inhale. Grilka laughed again as Alex began to cough, feeling lightheaded. "Would you mind having to move?" A hand on her jaw forced her to lean further backward, two more adjusting the set of her shoulders.
She closed her eyes, her body feeling strange, heavy in some places and light in others. It reminded her of swimming, made her feel like her body was not entirely her own. Easier, this way, to let Grilka pose her as ey pleased. "I'd be happy to," she said, and her tongue felt somehow too large for her mouth.
"Oh, that will be even easier, then," Grilka said conversationally, talons hooking in the top of her dress to pull it lower and expose her breasts. One hand still held her head tilted, and somewhere in the back of Alex's mind she wondered idly if predators particularly enjoyed the sight of exposed throats. The unnatural curve her body had been forced to assume forced her breasts up and out, like an offering. "I know a lot of places that'd like an in-house programmer. You're sure you'd still like to do programming? A nice girl like you'd get better pay as a fucktoy."
"Programming," she choked immediately, even through her haze, "not – not that." The scaled tendril that had been inside her slid out, but was immediately replaced with one larger, thicker; it pushed inside with surprising ease, and she couldn't tell if that was because she was wetter than she'd thought or because she was so relaxed. Half-numb, it seemed like, as if her muscles couldn't be bothered with being tense.
"Such a waste," Grilka sighed, and eir tongues wrapped around her nipples and tugged. The tendril that had been inside her before, still slick, was sliding up beneath her, probing eagerly at places less-explored. Alex began to whimper again, and the scales wrapped around her hands released them. Ey wrapped eir talons around her wrists, placed her hands on her breasts with her fingers splayed so ey could still lick and tug at her nipples. "Hold those," ey asked, as if ey were handing her something. She squeezed obediently, if only because it gave her something to hold onto as a tendril forced its way into her ass.
"I'll talk to some of my friends, then – I'm sure at least one will have a place for you." Hands went to her hips, fingers long enough that they spanned her entire waist, holding her still while tendrils pumped harder inside her. The hand that had been on her throat released her, and another cloud of smoke seemed to surround her before two more hands hooked under knees. The tendrils that had been holding her legs released them, and instead ey held her with her legs spread high and wide.
She didn't seem to have the energy to leave her pose, stretched out and bent, even without anything holding her there anymore. Her hips were rocking involuntarily, whimpering again, and she could hear Grilka rattling another laugh. She began to convulse, body jerking with a climax slow and heavy and unlike any she'd felt before; it was followed by another, and another, rolling through her like waves until she was shaking and limp.
"So cute," Grilka cooed, Alex breathing hard as ey pulled her hands from her chest, tugged her dress back into place. "Wasn't that fun?" Eir tail moved, tendrils moving with it, pulling out only when ey'd settled her back into her chair. Alex pulled her skirt down, pressed her knees together as best she could when her whole body seemed weak.
'Fun' didn't really seem like the word, but she nodded anyway, wrapping her arms around herself with eyes darting around the room. Absolutely no one as far as she could tell was acknowledging what had just happened. She couldn't even tell, looking at Grilka's tail, which were the parts of it that had been inside her.
"I can't stay to eat," ey sighed mournfully, "but the waiter will get you whatever you want. The memti makes it hard for you little ones to walk, I think, so I'll send someone to take you home. I'll call about that job, yes?" Alex watched as ey left, slithering out as smoothly as ey'd come in.
"… what the fuck just happened."
She wasn't the sort of girl who did things like this. She was cautious, the kind of person who played it safe and by the rules. The rules, though, they didn't seem to be getting her anywhere. Still lived in the same ultra-low-rent apartment, still worked the same dead-end job. At least she wasn't planet-bound, anymore – but so far that didn't seem to be saying much.
She still wasn't breaking the rules, not exactly. That was the whole point. It wasn't breaking the rules to make a friend. It wasn't breaking the rules to accept a gift.
Alex had worn a white dress, because one of the quants in her office had said that Grilka liked to make friends with girls in white dresses. There wasn't much she could do with her hair, short as it was, but the red was supposed to work in her favor.
No one had told her what Grilka looked like, but Alex knew without being told when ey'd walked in. Or, not walked. Slithered, maybe, or slid, but not walked. The blue of eir scales seemed to glitter like sapphires, and ey didn't bother with the human affectation of clothes. Ey wore jewelry, instead, delicate chains and heavy rings. Two tongues darted out into the air, flicked in Alex's direction. The black horns that curled on either side of eir head made em look practically demonic, four arms made em look deific. Her hands balled into fists in her lap, and she wondered if she'd made a terrible mistake.
Her anxiety did not improve as the Krotazi drew closer, and she realized just how huge ey was. Even without a tail, even if ey'd had legs, ey would have been twice Alex's height.
It was no wonder her corner table was so far removed from the others. Grilka wouldn't have fit in any other configuration.
"Alexia Carey," ey said instead of asked, and the way eir dagger-teeth clicked together as ey spoke make her shudder. Ey loomed over the table, tongues darting out again, and she tried not to recoil. "Up, up, stand up and let me see you better," ey urged, and what would have been eir pelvis if ey'd been human rocked in eager figure-eights.
Alex jerked upright too quickly, terrified of doing or saying the wrong thing. Particularly with the talons on one hand tapping on the table, one of eir rings connected to a bracelet by a chain. The trailing end of Grilka's tail was circling them both, and Alex tried not to stare at it.
"Pretty, pretty!" Grilka said delightedly, clapping together the two highest of eir hands. The part of eir tail that had been behind Alex curled upward, slid behind her legs and underneath her as if she were being swept up by a makeshift chair. Alex yelped in surprise as she was swept off the ground, realizing only now that Grilka's tail was comprised of many smaller parts; tendrils separated to wrap around her calves and keep her from falling.
"Thank you?" she said, high-pitched; her eyes darted to the rest of the room, but none of the other patrons seemed to be paying them any attention.
"Oh, and you have spots," Grilka gasped, leaning closer to her; it took her a second to realize that ey meant her freckles. Two hands tugged downward on her sleeves to get a better look at her shoulders, while another two hiked her skirt halfway up her thighs. "You don't mind if I look, do you?" ey asked, as if the damage had not already been done. Alex tried to steady herself, but could only grip at the tail beneath her; tendrils slid along her fingers and seemed to writhe beneath her.
"It's – it's fine," Alex assured em breathlessly, and Grilka smiled like an anglerfish. Eir tongues flicked outward, brushed against either side of her face, and she flinched despite herself.
"You're so nice, Alexia Carey. What a nice little human you are. We'll be wonderful friends, I can already tell." The talons of one hand slid along her scalp, through her hair; another hand took her chin to turn her face this way and that, large pink eyes examining her closely through slitted pupils. The other two hands were underneath her skirt, running the edges of sharp talons along the tops of her stockings.
Alex wasn't quite sure how this had escalated so quickly, but she couldn't for the life of her think of a way to end it. Not without offending em, not without making the whole thing pointless.
"Oh, I love stockings! And heels, you always look like you're about to tip over in heels. You're blushing, Alexia Carey. Does that mean you're shy?"
"A little," Alex admitted, hoping vaguely that Grilka would take this as a hint.
"But you don't look shy," Grilka pointed out instead, lifting her on eir tail, the tendrils that had wrapped around her legs pulling her knees apart. She gasped, tendrils preventing her from pressing her legs back together, trapping her hands so she couldn’t pull her skirt back down. Of course she wouldn't look shy, spread out like that. "Are you too shy to kiss me? Humans can be so strange about kissing."
Alex imagined a scaly mouth pressing to hers, dagger-teeth sinking into her skin. Did everyone kiss em? Was that part of the bargain? "I don't mind kissing," she said, and Grilka smiled, mouth wide and sharp enough to have bitten off her head. Ey leaned forward, expectant; hesitantly, Alex stretched upward to press a chaste kiss to eir mouth.
It was so fast that by the time she realized what was happening, it was already too late. Tongues darted out, sliding between Alex's lips and pushing into her mouth. She tried to cry out, but it was muffled, one tongue wrapping around her own while the other slid down her throat. Ey tasted sour, the sweet kind, like candies or citrus. She still couldn't move her hands, her legs, but she tried anyway, tried to pull her face away. It wasn't until she gagged that the tongues slid back out of her mouth, Grilka's laugh a rattling sort of a noise.
"Humans are such terrible kissers," ey said, almost affectionately. Alex swallowed hard, wondered what it was that made her feel embarrassed about being inadequate at something she'd never wanted. Ey ruffled her hair, patted the inside of her thigh while lighting up a cigarette. The smoke was thick and sweet and faintly purple, and it billowed out from between eir teeth. "Nanya said you were looking for work? What do you do, hm?"
Even as ey asked, she felt scales sliding underneath her skirt, wrapping around her thighs. She glanced downward, but white fabric fell just low enough that she couldn't see anything higher than the tops of her stockings. "I… I'm a programmer," she said, wishing she could close her legs, trying and failing.
Grilka drew on eir cigarette, tongues flicked toward Alex in another cloud of smoke. She breathed more than she'd intended, coughed at the sticky feeling in her lungs. "Oh, that's easy," ey said with a wave of one hand. "Programmers, I always have friends in need of programmers. Are you any good?"
Scales slid higher on her thighs, prodded against the fabric between her legs. Alex yelped, legs straining to try and pull away and press together. Grilka cocked eir head to the side curiously, the chains around eir horns hanging sideways and smoke surrounding Alex again.
"You don't mind, do you?" Grilka asked, as if it had only just occurred to em that there might be something objectionable about attempted public penetration. "You human girls, you're so much prettier this way. It isn't like I'm going to fuck you properly, anyway, not here. We wouldn't be able to talk, would we? I just want to play with you a little, since you look so cute."
"Is that all?" Alex croaked, throat aching from eir smoke and eir tongue, something unseen still pressing between her legs. "How… flattering." Even secondhand, the smoke was making her feel drowsy and limp, and she wondered what effect it had on Krotazi.
Grilka practically beamed, talons patting Alex's cheek. "I knew you'd understand," ey said, darting tongues at her again. "Such a nice girl, Alexia Carey. I have many friends who'd love to work with a girl as nice as you are. Are you any good, did you say?"
With no preamble or fanfare, a scaled tendril slid beneath the thin barrier of lace and began to push inside of her. Alex bit down on her lower lip to stifle a whimper, as tendrils pulled her legs yet further apart. "I think I'm pretty good," she squeaked, choking back a tiny cry as it forced its way deeper.
Grilka clicked eir teeth together disapprovingly. "No, that won't do. Commit to it – either you're good or you aren't. I can't tell if you're being modest. Are you good?"
It pushed deeper and deeper, until it had nowhere else to go, and she was whimpering still. The tail beneath her brought her closer to eir torso, rearranged itself to pull her hands away and prod at her spine, arranging her body into an uncomfortable arch. "I'm very good," she said between gritted teeth, as the thing inside her began to slide in and out.
"Much better," ey said, bending down to kiss her again. Eir tongues forced her mouth open, wide enough that ey could exhale smoke into it. The tendril inside her thrust hard inside, enough to make her gasp, forcing her to inhale. Grilka laughed again as Alex began to cough, feeling lightheaded. "Would you mind having to move?" A hand on her jaw forced her to lean further backward, two more adjusting the set of her shoulders.
She closed her eyes, her body feeling strange, heavy in some places and light in others. It reminded her of swimming, made her feel like her body was not entirely her own. Easier, this way, to let Grilka pose her as ey pleased. "I'd be happy to," she said, and her tongue felt somehow too large for her mouth.
"Oh, that will be even easier, then," Grilka said conversationally, talons hooking in the top of her dress to pull it lower and expose her breasts. One hand still held her head tilted, and somewhere in the back of Alex's mind she wondered idly if predators particularly enjoyed the sight of exposed throats. The unnatural curve her body had been forced to assume forced her breasts up and out, like an offering. "I know a lot of places that'd like an in-house programmer. You're sure you'd still like to do programming? A nice girl like you'd get better pay as a fucktoy."
"Programming," she choked immediately, even through her haze, "not – not that." The scaled tendril that had been inside her slid out, but was immediately replaced with one larger, thicker; it pushed inside with surprising ease, and she couldn't tell if that was because she was wetter than she'd thought or because she was so relaxed. Half-numb, it seemed like, as if her muscles couldn't be bothered with being tense.
"Such a waste," Grilka sighed, and eir tongues wrapped around her nipples and tugged. The tendril that had been inside her before, still slick, was sliding up beneath her, probing eagerly at places less-explored. Alex began to whimper again, and the scales wrapped around her hands released them. Ey wrapped eir talons around her wrists, placed her hands on her breasts with her fingers splayed so ey could still lick and tug at her nipples. "Hold those," ey asked, as if ey were handing her something. She squeezed obediently, if only because it gave her something to hold onto as a tendril forced its way into her ass.
"I'll talk to some of my friends, then – I'm sure at least one will have a place for you." Hands went to her hips, fingers long enough that they spanned her entire waist, holding her still while tendrils pumped harder inside her. The hand that had been on her throat released her, and another cloud of smoke seemed to surround her before two more hands hooked under knees. The tendrils that had been holding her legs released them, and instead ey held her with her legs spread high and wide.
She didn't seem to have the energy to leave her pose, stretched out and bent, even without anything holding her there anymore. Her hips were rocking involuntarily, whimpering again, and she could hear Grilka rattling another laugh. She began to convulse, body jerking with a climax slow and heavy and unlike any she'd felt before; it was followed by another, and another, rolling through her like waves until she was shaking and limp.
"So cute," Grilka cooed, Alex breathing hard as ey pulled her hands from her chest, tugged her dress back into place. "Wasn't that fun?" Eir tail moved, tendrils moving with it, pulling out only when ey'd settled her back into her chair. Alex pulled her skirt down, pressed her knees together as best she could when her whole body seemed weak.
'Fun' didn't really seem like the word, but she nodded anyway, wrapping her arms around herself with eyes darting around the room. Absolutely no one as far as she could tell was acknowledging what had just happened. She couldn't even tell, looking at Grilka's tail, which were the parts of it that had been inside her.
"I can't stay to eat," ey sighed mournfully, "but the waiter will get you whatever you want. The memti makes it hard for you little ones to walk, I think, so I'll send someone to take you home. I'll call about that job, yes?" Alex watched as ey left, slithering out as smoothly as ey'd come in.
"… what the fuck just happened."
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