Michael exited the elevator into the low-lit circular walkway. The music of the surrounding nightclubs and their bass-driven music combined into a pounding electronic beat that made it hard to focus on anything else. He already had a headache, and the overpowering pheremones they always pumped into these places wasn’t helping.
Michael sighed. He had promised himself that tonight, no matter what happened, he would finally be done with pining over Marin. Aeridith was one of the largest tourist ports in the quadrant, and he was bound to find someone in planetary transit who was desperate for company. Once he had done a few nervous laps of the red carpeted walkway, he picked the least daunting night club and pushed through the thick-curtained door.
As his eyes adjusted to the soft blue and red swirling lights, he made a mental note of the surroundings and made his way towards the roud bar in the centre of the room, taking a seat in front of a large man with three muscular arms; two hands cleaning a cup while the third was wiping down one of the taps.

“What will it be for you?”

Michael looked at the drink menu for a moment in silence as the bartender finished wiping the tap and leant down on the table. As Michael lifted his head to order, he caught a familiar sight at the far side of the room. His stomach dropped as he saw Marin at a table sipping the last of her cocktail through a straw. It defied all logic, but it was definitely her.

The bartender put down the glass and now all three palms were flat against the wood of the table.
“If you're not going to order, could you please sit at one of the tables?”

“Of course, sorry. I’ll take an Aeridith whiskey, and also whatever she’s having.”
The bartender turned around to follow where Michael was pointing.
“Who?”
“Her, the one with the long blonde hair at the table against the wall.”
The bartender enunciated slowly to make sure he was heard.“That’s our most expensive cocktail. Is that still OK?”
Michael nodded, not taking his eyes away from Marin, even when the bartender handed him his drinks; one shot of clear, almost glowing whiskey, and a large, garish cocktail with a pink straw hanging out the side.
As he took them in his hands and walked toward her table, he made a promise to himself.
The plan hadn’t changed, he would get over her tonight, but first, he needed to see her.

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Marin’s heart fluttered in her chest. She couldn't believe he was here. It had been a long time since her upper classes, but she had never forgotten about him. They had always been close friends. Whenever he had a girlfriend, it was her he went to for advice. She had never really had a boyfriend in those days; she had been not-so-secretly infatuated with him. But she knew they could never be. Biologically, they were too different. She was from Upper Earth, and he was from Leo. Even though only a few hundred years separated their species, the unique conditions on Leo had changed them physically. They were far taller and stronger than Earth humans, and rumour had it there were other differences as well.
Just as her nerves were calming down from reminiscing, he arrived back at her table.
Tauren smiled. “Finished your drink already? Want something else to drink?”
She looked over digital menu embedded in their table, “I don’t know, what do you think I should try?”
He brushed his fingers over the screen, inverting the menu so he could look at it.
“What about this, it has two shots of Aeridith victus in it. We should get you nice and drunk so you open up about all your lovers since I last talked to you!”
She blushed and pretended to shove him, “You’ve got some nerve making out like I’m the one who wants to talks about those things.”
He smiled. “You know how I told you before that I’m here on business? Well they’ve covered everything. I’m staying at the Verlon Grand. I’ve got better alcohol back there if you want to go somewhere quieter.”
She looked up at him, momentarily lost for words, before regaining her composure.
“Sure.”

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Michael watched as the tall, muscular man, finished his drink and then took her by the hand out of the nightclub. He knew him instantly and his heart sank. It was Tauren. Abandoning both drinks to a table, he quickly followed behind them, abandoning whatever promise he had made that night.

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Marin looked out of the glistening space elevator at all the ships entering and departing the port in the dark blue haze of lights and stars. They were nearing the top of the hotel now, and she wondered just how much his company was paying him. The doors opened at the top floor and he escorted her by hand out of the elevator, with several other visitors flowing in and out around them.
He tooked out a keycard and slid it through the key-pass by the door. “Just in here.”
The lights came on and she saw the room was massive beyond anything she had ever seen.
A window spanned the entirety of each wall, looking out upon the stars and planets in the surrounding system. Hard to ignore was the large pool in the middle of the room, fed by a stone water feature in the wall. Cushions were spread out everywhere on the lush white carpet. She took her shoes off as he did and followed him down onto the soft floor by the pool.
He took her hand in his. “I missed you.”
Her heartbeat was racing again, but she was not the nervous wreck she was as a teenager.
She lent in and kissed him deeply, and all her feelings and memories from those days flooded over her.
After some time, she realised she was on her back on the carpet and he was above her, his arms on either side of her shoulders.
She managed to get put her thoughts into words, “but I thought we couldn't because of…”
“We can, it’s just you need to be ready.
















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Michael couldn’t tear his eyes away. So this was what he would never experience.
There they were, the woman he had always loved, and a man he could never be.
She was down to her lingerie, her long, black dress discarded on the floow.
And they were playing. It was so foreign to Michael. For him, sex was something earned through months of waiting, trying to impress unimpressable women, saying the same stories over and over hoping someone would find him interesting. Yet these two were having fun together.
Tauren was almost twice the size of Marin, and when he removed his pants, Michael felt a hot rush of shame as he caught sight of the incredible silhouette made by the outline of Tauren's groin.
The rumours had to be true. The Tauren men were always said to have two large, thick cocks limited in size only by the state of their arousal.





“I submit”

Her eyes crossed and he watched as the two cocks increased in size in her pussy and her other womanhood.