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[i][u]Progress Diary of Subject "Oddclaw" - Week 182[/u][/i]

[i]10-12-2031[/i]

[i]Written by Oddclaw[/i]

[i]hello. today i learned about humen holidays. a holiday is a day when humen celebrate their past or have fun together. 2 months ago they had halloween, a day when they wear scary clothes and give sweet food to each other. this month, they have several holidays. Most of the humen have kristmas, a day when they put things under a tree and then give those things to each other. not all humen have kristmas. jane tells me a few of them celebrate hanukkah which is different from kristmas and eid which is not this month but is also a humen holiday. andrea celebrates kwanzaa which also is different from kristmas.[/i]

[i]all the humen enjoy kristmas, hanukkah, eid and kwanzaa together. i like holidays because they make the humen happy. even brightman is happy so i am happy too. raptors do not have holidays. jane also tells me that humen have birth days when they celebrate the day they were born. i would like to have a birth day but i do not know what day it is. all the humen are very happy because andrea opened the gate and they can go home soon. i can go home too. goodbye.[/i]

Oddclaw had always noticed that every once in a while, all the humans became rather happy and excited as the days went on by towards a very specific set of days. It was only after he found out about calendars that he could mark it as such only to find that every calendar already marked the holidays for him. The mood on the base was cheerful to say the least, thanks to the rather promising experiment that gave a small glimpse to another existence which frankly was better than the small futile sparks of nothingness they had previously. The kitchen smelt sweeter, the library was more full as people started to cozy up with more books. One of the personnel's living quarters became a temporary meeting place for the first of the human holidays in December, a small group of people lighting one candle upon an eight-branched candelabra before singing in unison. Oddclaw gazed briefly into the room with fascination as he heard them sing in what was certainly not English, but a human language all the same as he walked away politely.

All around him there were humans putting up strange crinkly fabrics, banners, images of odd plump white creatures with charming hats and the occasional red suit. He also noticed the smells from the kitchen become much sweeter than usual, a much greater inclusion of self-made confectionery somehow improvised from the flora of the prehistoric era. Not that this really concerned Oddclaw as he busied himself training in his fitness regime and gun practice sessions, toning up his muscles whilst amplifying his reflexes.

It was a very freeing time for him, plus the fact everyone was busy with their own celebrations meant that he had the exercise room almost entirely to himself most days. He could run around from one set to the other with maddening frenzy, spinkicking and spiral-jumping off of ramps and swingropes without a care as he dared himself to pull off some new tricks. Backflips, rolling strikes, cartwheels, wallkicks, one move he was especially proud of was when he backflipped off a wall, spun twice in the air and landed on a ramp to slide down it before ending in a roll forwards.

[i]If only my family could see me now,[/i] he thought to himself. [i]They always thought I was clumsy but this place has given me a lot of to practice without spending all day hunting. How long has it been? I hope my sisters are taking care of Barkclaw. ......I will find a way, somehow to get back.[/i]

"HOY THERE!"

The sound of a strong male voice came from the door to make him smile widely. He also heard the clacking of legs as another male joined them.

"Hello Jeremy! Hello Kevin! How are you?"

"Ahh good, good," said Jeremy. "See yer workin' out again."

"Yes, I like to work out."

"I can tell," replied Kevin, "I mean it's Christmas and all you do every day is run around this gym."

"I like to run and jump, it is very fun."

"Hahaha, like a big playground for you huh?"

"You mind if we join ya fer a bit?" asked the soldier.

"I would like that, yes please!"

Kevin and Jeremy had brought along with them their gym clothes in small bags, which they changed into quickly. Kevin however had more than just clothes in the form of two weird black springs shaped like an upside down question mark. He dislocated his steel legs and replaced them with the black springs before Jeremy helped him back onto his feet, giving him a rather bouncy step as the Mexican asked:

"Hokay, so what was our time?"

"One-forty. See 'ow we fare today."

"Sound good, I'll beat you this time man."

"Why do you have new legs?" asked Oddclaw.

"Oh, I use different legs for running or exercise. My other legs are just more for uh, comfort and normal things, but if I really want to get running I use these babies."

"Why not run with your stone legs?"

"Ehhhh because it has a microprocessor in the knees that measures angles and forces when I walk, but it's not very good for calculating running."

Oddclaw simply gave a blank stare as Kevin waved his hand.

"N-never mind, I have one set of legs for walking and one set for running."

"Oh, okay. Can I run with you?"

"Sure, let's run together! We run to the end of the hall and back to here. Jer are you ready?"

"Oh aye."

"Ready. Set."

Kevin beeped a small device on his wrist which lit up with some numbers.

"GO!"

The three of them ran as one with tremendous energy, galloping as Oddclaw came naturally first with his youthful agility and endurance. Firm practiced strides despite the fact he did not move his arms up and down in a pumping motion like the humans did. His arms tended to droop, slightly twitching at his hands as if ready to grab something as they raced to the end of the hall before touching the wall and racing back. Kevin had long arduous leaps with his sprung feet, the curved prosthetic limbs bending like blades to shoot his body forwards in a way that bewildered the raptor. Jeremy was pounding iron, figuratively in the sense he stomped his feet heavily on the ground with huffing heaves and a firm rigorous motion of breathing and limb control, his arms moving up and down like the levers of a train engine as he kept his pace with Kevin. Oddclaw reached the end before them, smirking at the humans halting to a stop before checking their time.

"HUHHH...hhhhh...one...f-forty-three."

"Awww b-bugger me...that...will not...do."

"No idea...hhhwhy...hhhhh...maybe Oddclaw's bad luck."

"Nawwww mebbe we...shoulda run behind him, yanno, get a li'l slipstream."

"I do not think it works like that unless you are a bird."

"OH, are you suddenly an aeronautical expert now senor Izquierda?"

"Well, no, but I am a scientist and I think I know more about nautics than you."

"Look ah took metalwork in school whut you want from me eh?"

"Hhhahaha...at least one of us is still in shape."

"You run very fast," chimed the raptor, "but I think you can run more fast."

"Maybe, if we were younger."

"My mother can run as fast as me."

"HAH!" squawked Jer. "Hmhmhah, he has us there."

"How old is your mother?" asked Kevin to Oddclaw.

"I...uh...I do not know."

"No?"

"We, my tribe, do not have 'years' or 'months'. I do not know how to tell you."

"How do you measure how old you are?"

"We...when children are born, that is a...year, to us. That...next year is when more children are born."

"...aaaaaah, ohhh I see so you measure in cycles!"

"Sai-kul? OH! Like REE-saikul!"

"Noooo nonono cycle is a different word I-......okay look forget what I said about cycles, I think I know how to tell how old your family are."

"Oh?"

"I will tell Jane...once I rest up a bit and shower."

"Oh righ' we should," replied Holt, "let's all get cleaned up an' THEN you an' me Odd? We go to watch sum movies!"

"OH, yes, please!" cried the raptor. "I like moovees with you!"

When Kevin was too busy to teach him science or miss Kerkorian had no book to offer him, it was Jeremy that took him under his wing to indulge the raptor in the world of modern humans. The three males showered together, Oddclaw standing between Kevin and Jeremy as he curiously glanced at their naked bodies. The scientist was slightly pudgy and lacked any particular muscle but not to an unhealthy extent. His prosthetics gleamed with waterproof coating on the rubbery texture as he soaked his hair and body with sweet smelling gel that Oddclaw found delightful. His body had some good lean chest hair of dark sweet curls but his arms were quite bare as his eyes cast downwards to the fat 6-inch cock swinging between his legs.

Jeremy was much more hairy, and also a lot more pale from his smooth greying moustache to the coarse rough prickles along his arms. His chest was like a forest in the first snows of winter, his belly without fat as he had the true strapping muscles of a warrior defined along with a 7-inch cock that was thinner than Kevin's. The men could not help but look at least once at Oddclaw's own prodigious meat, as well as his own smooth-sculpted large chest and well-toned musculature. His tail swished calmly from side to side shaking droplets to and fro until he felt he was cleaned enough.

Jeremy took him to one of several break rooms in the residential zone whilst Kevin headed back to his laboratory. The room had a 40-inch television amidst dark blue walls with a variable compendium of movies to choose from, as well as MP3 docks to play one's music on for dancing. Oddclaw could still remember the first movie he ever saw, not long after he got his own room which coincidentally would be the same movie that Jeremy would pick for today's viewing choice.

"Ahhhh here we are, remember this dab?"

"OH! The un-towww-chabulls."

"HHhhahahaha, close, yer close, what say we watch this fer old times sake?"

"YES! Yes please I like this moovee!"

"Alrigh' then."

Popping the DVD into its player, they both sat and watched the story of a criminal organisation slowly trying to overcome the entire city of Chicago. The raptor had long understood the concept of movies by now but he still felt the same chills of excitement from his first viewing, the shock and awe of seeing humans in a black colourless window that came to life with vivid images as a gateway to another world. Holt had to explain the fact when they first started watching films that these were simply stories, acted by people who pretended to be someone else in front of devices that then "remembered" their performance so others could see them. He likened it to how his siblings pretended to be vicious beasts so they would learn to hunt and evade each other in later life, learning the lessons of survival through simple play, to which Jeremy replied:

"Summa these movies are like that, sum teach ya stuff that people ought to remember, but most thuh time it's just fer fun."

"Do humen have a lot of fun?"

"We 'ave to dab, otherwise our minds go an' we all get bloody miserable an' crazy."

"Hunt too much...you forget how to play."

"Hah, hahaha yeah thas righ', that's exactly it, that a saying from you lot?"

"It......I...yes, it is!"

The first movies he watched were more realistic concerning only humans in their old home world and introducing him to how they lived, where their homes were, what food they are, what games they played and how they fought. Science fiction confused him, whilst fantasy movies outright frightened him from seeing other monsters of unknown origin arrive on the screen as he struggled to realise that they were not real, but rather a structured fabrication of the devices that "remembered" those humans playing their pretend parts. This also included animated movies which completely befuddled him as to how different they each looked from each other and so Jeremy pulled him back to the more real-world movies which the raptor enjoyed the most.

When he was reading fantasy in a book, he understood the fiction as what his mind created, whereas when he saw a movie try to recreate it he found it disturbing to see someone else's fantasies played unto him. Some movies dealt with love and passion, whilst others fascinated him with how humans viewed death and conflict. He never saw Jeremy as much as he saw Kevin or Jane, but they always talked at least once a week and then watch a movie every second week.

One movie he saw involved a group of humans battling against a ginormous force of wind that threatened to devour their home, whilst another dealt with two men in suits that shot people in the face, sometimes even by accident. A series of movies that Oddclaw loved especially, to the point that he watched all the movies they had available of him, involved a very suave human that Oddclaw called "Mister Seven", infiltrating an ever-increasing number of secret enemy bases to destroy friendish villains. Sometimes this man even had different faces which Holt explained to him were different humans, playing the same part and taking over from the previous.

During a slower part of the film Jeremy could not help but ask:

"What's yer family like, Odd?"

"Hmm?"

"Your family. Has anyone asked you about them?"

"I...um, Jane asked me before but I could not um...tell enough."

"Ahhh...can you tell me sum now?"

"Okay. I have a mother, three brothers and three sisters."

"Thassa big family. Whut are they like?"

"My mother is nice, she...because I am small, she sees me like her child."

"You the youngest one in your family?"

"No, my sisters and brother were born the same day. But I am small and weak so mother sees me like her child."

"Ahhhh...whut about your brothers an' sisters."

"My two sisters are very same, they hunt very good but they are silly. They play all the time, they do not do what they are told."

"Sound like a real hassle dab."

"My sister is older, she has a tooth on her face like this."

Oddclaw tried to mimic a large fang with his claw in front of his snout.

"When mother is not around, she look after us. She is strong, no one can fight her."

"Hooo, sound a real woman. Whut about yer brothers?"

"My two brothers...one of them is nice, he hunts fish and has a mate and his own family. The other one tried to kill me."

Jeremy turned his head with a look of shock.

"...ohhh jeez."

"He took me to the caves, by the ocean and tried to kill me. Pushed me into the ocean, swept away. He does not like the sun, and he does not like me."

"Ohhhhh bugger me, that's terrible. That's how you wound up 'ere, why doesn't he like you?"

"Because his father is not my father."

"Ohhhh...you two 'ad different dads?"

"He...h-h-he thought I...that I thought his father was weak, but th-that was not true. He does not like me because I look like my father, h-he...I am frightened for my brother."

"Why? He tried to kill you."

"N-n-no, not...not him, my brother that was born with me. He is my...he...he is my friend."

The raptor started to well up and ball his fists.

"He is very...strange and does not like when we touch him, m-mother thought he did not like her but that is not true! He...he is...he is frightened of being hurt, things upset him, he likes watching the insects on the trees, he counts them. It makes him happy. But then I make him happy too."

"You sound very close."

"I want to make him feel he is our family, so I...I have sex with him."

Holt raised a curious brow and cocked his head making sure Oddclaw wasn't mixing up his words.

"You 'ad....sex, with yer brother?"

"H-he is always frightened, and I...want to make him feel happy so I ask him, if he want to. He...he said yes, no female wants him so I...I let him have sex with me, and he is happy. We are happy. He...h-h-he come back to eat with the family, and mother is so h-h-happy a-a-a-and I-...I-..."

He finally broke down, stuttering breaths that gave forth to pealing sobs and whimpering shrieks. Jeremy felt out of sorts, rubbing the back of his neck in an awkward fashion as he tried to find some means of composing him, before grabbing a box of tissues on a shelf nearby.

"Here. Dry yer eyes dab."

The raptor carefully pulled some tissues away and wiped his eyes clean as he could. The human gently wrapped his arm around the hulking shoulders.

"Ahm sorry Odd. I know this must be hard fer you bein' away from your family."

"I-i-i...I just...w-want to go home. I-i-i miss my mother, I-i-i miss my sisters a-a-and I love...I love my brother, h-h-he...I want him to be safe, wh-what if s-s-something...h-h-happen when I-i-i am not th-there-"

"They'll be alright, your family's all together, they look after each other don't they?"

"WH-WHAT, IF...M-MY BROTHER, THE ONE WHO TRY TO KILL ME, WHAT IF HE HURT MY BROTHER?! WHAT IF HE HURT HIM, AND I AM NOT THERE?!"

"I'm sure your family's figured it out an' made sure to keep him safe. Come on, you know that dontcha?"

"I......I-i-i do not."

"Just trust your family. One day you'll be out this place, and you can see them again. Don't you fret."

"I......thank you."

They watched the rest of the movie in silence. Holt began to radiate with sorrow which only left Oddclaw in a state of morose contemplation. All he could think of now was the fear his family wouldn't be there to see him the day he would finally leave.

[i][u]Progress Diary of Subject "Oddclaw" - Week 184[/u][/i]

[i]23-12-2031[/i]

[i]Written by Oddclaw[/i]

[i]it is now the week of kristmas. jane asked me to help with putting up dekorashuns for the kristmas party. everyone is coming even the people who do not have kristmas. the kitchen make so much food and it is all very sweet and tasty. jeremy has been quite sad but i do not know why. maybe he is sad because of what i tell him about my family. kevin tells me that i might be 20 years old, and that every raptor year is 9 months to them. but to humen a year is 12 months so to them a year is longer than a year to me. in raptor years i am 26 years old. my mother would be 45 years old he says, but to a raptor she is 60 years old. my older brothers and sister would be 28 years old to humen but 37 years old to a raptor. i do not like numbers very much, my head is sore from writing this.[/i]

The christmas party kicked off to a wonderful start as everyone but the most essential personnel came to the gym which had been transformed into a dance hall. Party streamers, banners and tables full of sweet foods such as lavish cakes and spicy meats filled the place on three sides along with a collapsible christmas tree made entirely of plastic with trimmings and all. Oddclaw found the tree to be the most fascinating thing in the entire place. The fact it did not taste or smell like all the trees he knew, along with its bizarre decorations of red, white, blue and gold made it seem almost like a mythical beast, a mimic of some sort masquerading to lure some helpless prey with its shining tinsel before devouring them whole. It fascinated him and also slightly terrified him, but the smell of savoury and sweet foods helped calm his mood as the people started to flood in.

Moving within groups of friends and sectors of work, the raptor observed how each gathering travelled towards the food like a pack whilst conferring among themselves. Civilians and technicians chattered about movies they watched and things they were excited to see when they returned home; the scientists cracked jokes of a lurid nature that sent many a raucous laugh echoing across the hall; lastly the soldiers who now wore plain clothes just seemed exhausted and barely spoke with any more than but a knowing nod and a gentle drink with the odd excitable member of them bantering with other groups. There were some mixtures of the different sectors, such as Oddclaw's own group consisting of Jane, Kevin, Jeremy, Andrea and Miss Kerkorian. Brightman could be seen with his brass at the other end of the hall bantering away.

"I thought you were a librarian," said Kevin.

"Well course I am," defended Kerkorian, "I've read plenty more things than you have."

"Sooooooo can you think of anything else?"

"Well I'm just not into poetry as much as literature."

"Aren't some classics just epic poetry?" stated Jane.

"Well, yes from a structural standpoint, Dante, Milton, that was just the theme of the time."

"And yet you can't think of a single poem that deals with sports besides The Mighty Casey?"

"I KNOW there has to be, I'm not giving up on this!"

"Ah don' bloody understand that," stated Holt, "sports've always been a passionate thing to people, always bangin' on about football or baseball or-"

"Which one?" added Andrea.

"Lissen there's only ONE football, dun gimme any o' that pansy rugby shite."

"Ohoho my dad would be kicking your ass for saying that."

"Well ah hope you weren't bettin' on him pet."

"I never bet on the home team. That's a promise."

She raised her glass with a knowing smile as Jeremy clinked glasses with her. Oddclaw found the taste of wine to be like berries dipped in tar pits, a thick petroleum strength that permeated his nostrils and made him wince.

"This water tastes bad."

"It does," said Kevin, "but it stops me being thirsty."

"Humen make very odd water, do you need it?"

"Well everyone needs water, without water you die."

"But why not...um...water?"

"Like, normal water, no we have that, some over there."

"Oh! I will have some, would you like some Kevin?"

"Sure, gracias."

Oddclaw walked over to the drinks table where liquor, cola and plain old water was served in bottles, grabbing two as he handed one to Izquierda. The water was fantastically pure, almost too hydrated with such clarity it revitalised his senses sharply.

"Hhhhhh...this is very good water."

"We purified it from the ocean."

"What?! But, ocean water is bad!"

"No no no we purified it, we took out the salts and stuff that make it undrinkable, so now we can drink it."

"Thanks to our sewage treatment," said Andrea proudly, "real masters of chemistry down there."

"What can I say, I've dealt with a lot of shit in my life so it comes naturally to me to know how to deal with it-"

"VITAI LAMPADA!"

"What?!"

"Sir Henry Newbolt," said Kerkorian, "Vitai Lampada, there, I have another one of your sporting poems."

"OHHH!" cried Jeremy. "I REMEMBER THAT! God what a good poem that were, all about schoolboy cricket bein' lahk a metaphor for thuh tragedy of war."

"Yes, so THERE Kevin."

"Okay, good!" cried the chemist. "That's two poems about sports, you have any others?"

"AH! Yes, John Betjeman, Subaltern's Love Song. Love-thirty, love-forty, oh! Weakness of joy, the speed of a swallow, the grace of a boy-"

"Okay okay I believe you, we're not in a beat poet club."

"I went to one of those," said Jane.

"Really? You?!"

"Well the coffee was bloody good, plus I was in that sort of anti-establishment period when you're rather twenty-something."

"Ahhhh yes, I know that feeling."

"Same," nodded Jer.

"Same," added Dixon.

"More than I would like," confessed the librarian.

"I do not know," muttered Oddclaw feeling out-of-place.

"That's because you are a nice boy who had a lovely family," replied Addison. "Jeremy told me that you were telling him about them."

"Yes. I hope they are safe."

"I am sure they are."

"Do you know them?"

"Well, no."

"Then how are you sure?"

"Because you're a smart young thing, and if you're alright then your family is too."

"......I don't un-derstand."

"N-never mind."

She gave a very awkward smile but Oddclaw tried to ignore it, drinking up his water as he heard music start playing. The people started to dance, or at least some of them as the sounds resonating across the hall made him start to sway his hips. He had been exposed to music by Jane, Jeremy and Kevin from various sources around the human world, and all of it fascinated him. Most of it gave him this feeling in his belly like a warm frantic energy as people moved and swayed and gyrated against each other. Oddclaw could not help but mimic them as his friends started giggling.

"A-are you dancing?!" asked Jane.

"I...I like this mew-zik."

"Hahahaha, oho my god I haven't seen you dancing in months!"

"I've never seen him dance before," said Andrea smirking. "It...ohoho god this is weird I never thought I would see a dinosaur want to dance."

"Dancing is good! You should go dance too."

"Oh no, no I am not dancing, I cannot dance."

"Oh come ooooon it'll be fun it's Christmas, it's Kwanzaa, please at least tell me you're going to dance for Kwanzaa."

"Someone has to play the drums, and none of you know how."

"Then you're dancing here!"

Jane grabbed her arm and whisked her into the crowd much to Andrea's chagrin as she struggled to twist out of her grasp. Jeremy and Kevin chuckled before the scientist decided to do the same.

"How about it garrobo? You want to dance with me?"

"YES! Yes I want to dance!"

"Hahaha okay come on then!"

Taking the raptor into the growing crowd, Kevin started to put his moves on the dancefloor to the sound of clacking creaks masked beneath the techno-rock remix of a popular song. Swaying his lower body back and forth, the raptor mimicked Izquierda as best he could with the clapping of hands to the rhythm of the synth drumbeat. Swishing his head, dropping shoulders diagonally and mimicking a walking motion whilst on the spot, Oddclaw felt his body become loose and limber with a fire inside of him. The first time he danced, previously, was when Jeremy played a song that he called "jazz swing" and the two had a little performance just so he could understand how music could make people move, make them happy, make them sad but most especially, how it could make them lose their minds in a positive way and forget their sorrows with the power of dance.

Eventually Oddclaw discovered that people danced very differently from each other. Some people would clasp their fingers together and start undulating their arms like mimicking the watery waves, whilst others would spin and flail their limbs with wild passion. Others even managed to tap and twist their feet with expertise or even twist and swing their torsos about. He found his own rhythm soon as he started to clack his feet on the floor, tapping them with frantic but steady pace to the beat whilst also gyrating his lower body and tail, which became its own living thing and slapped back and forth with strong heavy swipes. Kevin was all about the shoulders, kicking his feet back and forth whilst dipping one half of his body then moving to the other.

Dixon and Addison were entirely dancing with their hands, springing them out straight to the sides and above their heads in a series of motions that flowed like the sea, whilst their legs remained still and steady for the most part. Lastly there was Jeremy, who simply drank up the last of his wine and offered a hand to the old librarian. The woman gladly accepted, bending her knee and taking both his hands in hers before the two went onto the dancefloor. They started to spin around each other in a circle, Kerkorian shaking her hips in a rather giddy excitement as Holt spun her round with arm outstretched. Sometimes he would spin her straight out like a yoyo before pulling her right back in and suddenly dipping her head back towards the floor, but not too far. It was however enough to give her quite a flush to her sallow cheeks as she cackled from all the blood rushing to her head.

Jeremy pulled closer towards Oddclaw, as Kevin swapped partners taking Kerkorian's hand whilst Holt took the raptor's. Oddclaw was feeling that energy again, as the soldier made the same moves on him, taking both hands and spinning him round before he swung the raptor out even harder than he did the lady. Barely grasping by the claws carefully, he spun right back into his arms before Holt suddenly pulled him upwards into a near-leap over his head, tossing him like a judo throw with a full spin before landing him back onto his feet with a screech of deluded excitement.

"[i]A-AAAAH! AHAHAHAHAHA![/i]"

"Ya like that Odd?!"

"OHHH! MY HEAD, I FEEL WARM!"

"Hahahahaha, never 'ad a real swing dance 'ave ya dab?!"

"N-n-no! That was...that was good! Do it again, AGAIN!"

"Alrigh' cummon at me!"

Gripping his hands again, Jeremy spun him round and out once again before doing a second grab-and-twist and plonked him down on his feet. Now exhilarated by the shot of adrenaline, the raptor continued to dance with more feverish exuberance than before as two soldiers watched carefully.

"This is not a good idea dude."

"Whaaaat come oooon he should learn by now how we do things so it's not my fault if-"

"No dude you know Addison's gonna get up at you."

"Well, maybe she shouldn't have blown me off for him."

"Terry what the fuck, that's not-"

"Hold my beer."

Terry's friend hated those three words. They spoke of many things, all of them stupid belligerent ideas as the soldier offered Oddclaw a bottle filled with kitchen-brewed cola.

"Ey there, not bad dancing dinoboy."

"Oh, thank you!"

"Here you look a li'l parched."

The raptor gladly opened the bottle, not realising he would fall for the oldest trick in the book. As soon as the cap came off, he was shot in the face with a powerful gush of agitated soda with bubbles splashing across his eyes. The panic caused him to screech and flail his arms wildly, setting him up for Terry to sweep his leg and send him down hard to the floor amidst the clamouring startlement of the dancers.

"Hhhhhahahahaha, what a dumb bitch look at you fuckin' Littlefoot!"

"What the hell are you doing?!" shouted Jeremy.

"What, I just gave him a drink!"

"Ah saw you sweep 'is leg, whut you think this is a fuckin' playground?!"

"Might as well be, you know we don't allow animals on the base so god knows what rules you're all gonna ignore-"

"That's enough!"

Jane stepped in as the music started to fade in the uncomfortable atmosphere.

"Terry what the HELL is wrong with you?!"

"What's wrong with you?! Screwin' around with this fuckin' freak, what's he got that I haven't?!"

"Are you-......are you fucking serious right now?"

"More than you'll ever be that's what!"

"Are you JEALOUS of him!?"

"I'M the one that brought you to this place, I GOT you this job and THIS is how you thank me?!"

"Wha-you-thank you with WHAT a date?!"

"YEAH!"

"Whut are you fuckin' on you twllt din?" cried Holt.

"HEY, if you gonna say something to my face say it in English you old fuck!"

"Ahll talk to you any bloody way I like now cau dy ffwcin ceg!"

"This is between me and HER!"

"NO IT ISN'T!" shouted Addison. "Terry THIS is why I didn't want to go out with you, you are an arsehole, you make comments about people that I do not appreciate, and THIS is just proving it so piss off!"

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

He dared to throw a punch and Jeremy braced himself for a swing, but suddenly Terry found himself wheezing from a crunching pain in his crotch.

"[i]HNNNNGH![/i]"

Standing up between him and Jane was Oddclaw, his eyes thinning into primal slits.

"Go. Away."

"H-hhhh...hhhhhhahahaha, oh you wanna fuckin' fight? HUH!? You wanna fuck with ME?!"

"If you hurt my friend I will hurt you. Go. AWAY!"

"Or what, you'll cry to teacher, you gonna scratch me?! You kill me, and they fucking shoot you, Brightman is gonna give you a fuckin' POP to the back of the head and you won't be botherin' nobody anymore, what do you say to that huh!?"

He felt Jeremy whisper into his ear to repeat a certain phrase. Oddclaw nodded calmly before he cleared his throat.

"I...will punch your little fuh-king cock, back up, inside your cunt...if you ever hurt Jane."

"[i]YOU WANNA FUCKIN' BRING IT?![/i]"

Terry lunged with a violent haymaker, but Oddclaw learned quickly. He ducked fast and powerfully headbutted the man hard enough to send him reeling much to the shock of the crowd. He stumbled unceremoniously back against the drinks table, falling on his ass with a few bottles tumbling over his body but the moment he rushed back up, he was met by an impenetrable force wearing a white polo shirt.

"That...is enough."

The voice of Major-General Brightman came rumbling before him, causing Terry to balk with flustering stammer.

"S-s-s-...SIR! I-"

"Do you think this is what I expect from my troops, sergeant?"

"N-n-...sir, with all due respect, Mrs. Addison she-"

"Has no reason whatsoever to pursue a relationship with you if she does not want to."

"That THING attacked me!"

"Because you tried to take a swing at DOCTOR Addison, who may I remind you is not some civilian you can just order around, she is responsible for your psych evaluation as well as the mental health of all of us in this place."

"SHE-...y-y-you, s-sir, with all due respe-[i]HHRRRK![/i]"

Thomas grabbed him by the throat, not enough to choke him but enough to make breathing uncomfortable as he forced his head back.

"With all due respect, is just another phrase for 'shut up and listen to me'...so DON'T screw with me, whatever love fantasy you got going on in your head is unacceptable of someone like you, and frankly I find the idea of someone being jealous of a lizard utterly ridiculous. Just for that..."

He shoved Sgt. Terry down to the floor with demanding posture.

"You clean up all of this, every prop, every party decoration we have by YOURSELF, and if I find one thing that's stolen or damaged, then I'm putting you out in the Box, now is that clear?"

"S-SIR! YES, SIR!"

"Good. Now get up on your feet and apologise to them."

He stumbled back on his feet before struggling to make an apology sound sincere, both to Jeremy and Jane before he made a last sneer at Oddclaw and lowered his tone towards him. He then walked off back to his friend still standing at the drinks table who shook his head.

"I warned you dude, I told you-"

"Shut the fuck up Barry."

The party grinded back into a stuttering pace, the fight having caused a rather unsavoury atmosphere amongst the people as they spoke with disparaging tones. Oddclaw could feel the intense unease and started to feel unwelcome even moreso than usual.

"I do not want to dance anymore."

"Oddclaw please," started Jane.

"I...I want to leave."

"Okay, I understand, I'll see you back in your room."

"No. I want to leave. Here."

Palming her face with both hands, Addison groaned with disappointment at all of this. She was too tired to argue with him but Jeremy came to the rescue once again.

"Tell you what pet, how about you 'ead off with Andrea over to her Kwanzaa thing, let me take care of thuh lad."

"Um, but that's-she's not having that until the twenty-sixth-"

"Jane."

He looked at her firmly with a knowing nod as she understood.

"That...that would be lovely, thank you."

"Righ', cummon dab, let's roll, you an' me."

"O-o-o-oh-kay," stutted Oddclaw. "I...I-i am sorry about your...p-party."

"No no cummon let's go."

He dragged the raptor away as Jane went with Dixon over to her room to enjoy a different celebration. Kevin decided to come with whilst Kerkorian stayed and relished a few more gulps of wine despite her sneer.

"Ugh, god this is terrible, I wouldn't even poison my husband with this."

Taken to Jeremy's room, Oddclaw felt as if everyone was staring down upon him, the combined weight of their gaze now heaving on his shoulders to push him into a slumping posture. The soldier's room was unique in that Holt unlike most of the other troops had his own place, treated as part of the top brass with special security clearance. His room was surprisingly messy despite being a military man, his bed tussled and wrapped in sheets that spiralled like weather report in swirling white. His clothes were mostly organised but scattered in their wardrobe with random fittings of shirts, jackets and trousers intermittent of each other. Lastly there was his desk, which was covered in pen marks and shuffled papers arranged in a fashion that only he was privy to. He sat on the chair whilst Oddclaw sat on the bed, curious on the thick musk of masculine scents that clouded the ceiling.

"You wanna drink?"

"...no, thank you."

"That's fine."

He pulled out a bottle hidden behind the desk, a dark luscious mixture of brown cloudy liquid that he poured into a glass.

"Not from thuh highlands but it's still whisky."

The scent was powerful and smoky, but had that same underlying bitterness of alcohol that Oddclaw never enjoyed as Jeremy gulped half of it down.

"Ah know you think that mebbe people don' want you to be here."

"I know. I...humen are always...most of them are frightened."

"They're always frightened dab, we're not s'posed to be 'ere. They're not frightened of YOU particularly, they're just afraid that we ain't even gettin' 'ome."

"But...but Andrea she, she had the gate, she, she opened it, you can go home!"

"Nooooo that's just phase one lad. She had to explain to all of us that she made sum progress but that's still a long ways to go in findin' our way back. We managed to OPEN thuh door, but we can't figure out which way to turn after headin' on through, you get me Odd?"

"I...yes. I un-derstand. But...when can I go home?"

"I have no idea."

"Why?"

"Cuz......cuz ah dunno, they think you're sum kind of...anomaly or whut you call it, that mebbe you don' live here."

"I live here! I see the stars and I know they are the stars that shine over my home, my family, I was born here!"

"Ahm sorry. It's not up to me."

"Why? ......why do you humen keep me here?"

Oddclaw started to feel his eyes water from the frustration building up inside him. He clenched his fists and grasped his head in a struggle to understand.

"I am lost...I...I-i-i am lost and I only want to leave. I do not want anything, I just want to leave, wh-why do you humen keep me?"

"...you think you're the only one that's lost?"

He looked up towards Jeremy as he placed his bottle back in hiding.

"Ah don' belong to any of these daft buggers. Never even seen thuh world they live in...ah know plenty abou' bein' taken away from everyone you love, not knowin' 'ow to get back and well just bein' kept here against your will but not because they WANT to...it's just cuz they don't know 'ow to get you back."

"What do you mean, Jeremy?"

"You know why I like you Odd? Because yer odd...like me. You don' belong here an' neither do I now tell me..."

He stood up and faced towards the ceiling.

"Are all your family...like you? Do they all look like you, stand up like you?"

"No. They are much more tall than me, they have big claws and they...I do not run like they do, I hunt and I fight but I am small and weak."

"You ever feel like you don't belong with 'em?"

"......yes."

Oddclaw sat down and stroked his head.

"I...my father was like me. My mother tells me I am like him."

"Yer father? Really? Whut 'appened to him?"

"He was gone. He left...I do not know why and mother does not know. But...my tribe think I am a hero like him, that I will save the tribe...but I am so weak."

He felt his tears welling up as he started to shake, sniffling as he felt a hand on his shoulder to see Jeremy sit beside him.

"Ahll say this now, yer one of thuh strongest lads I ever met. Don' let anyone tell you different."

"R-r-r...really?"

"Yup. Summat about you reminds me of mahself, not sure why but seein' a young dab like you just cast away an' never quite belongin' to anyplace...heh that's thuh story of mah life."

The man stood up and flexed his arms with a deep sigh.

"Ah wuz born in a nice little place called Powys, in Wales to a mum an' dad wi' no sisters an' brothers, 'ad plenty of friends at school we used to get in trouble about. But always ah felt different, summat out of place ah just couldn't quite reach. Ah got to the age where ah started thinkin' about boys rather than girls and, that created a problem."

"Why?"

"Sum people in our world don' like it when men want to be with men, an' not with women."

"...I...I do not un-derstand."

"Course you don't, you...hhhhhh sweet little dab. Me dad thinks it's just me actin' out, that ahm always jus' rebellin' causin' a muckabout, so 'e tried to set me right by throwin' me in the army. Have to say it worked out. Pretty alrigh', even 'ad sum fun with thuh lads when we got up to sum private stuff, nobody 'ad to know so it...well...one o' them open secrets."

"Your father made you...fight? In the ar-mee?"

"Summat like that. It wuz after the great war, people thought there wouldn't be another one fer a good while, so it wuz nice to just be involved, replace the bodies with fresh young blood. Spent me a good sixteen years in the army, couldn't talk a bloody word of English when I signed up but I learned like you did."

"You did not know English?"

"Hahaha naw, Cymraeg's me mother tongue. So we're all trainin', then the news come there's another big war on. Ahm off to Europe, fight the war, landed down in France, worked mah way through...somewhere along thuh southeast ah get captured a year later. Total rats nest, took us by surprise with a false embankment they scurried up an' hid underneath. Gunned down half mah unit...took the rest of us to Dresden."

"What is...khap-tchoored?"

"It's when someone steals a person," said Holt factually, "if somebody came to your tribe an' took one o' you away, that's capture. Some of us went thuh same place, but there were one or two lads...they went sum other place."

Despite his face never changing expression, Oddclaw could smell the deepest grief. A scent that burned his heart with sorrow as Holt continued.

"I wuz stuck in a railyard fer three years, forced to work. Thuh people in thuh city were nice, not bad souls just regular lot who couldn't fight an' sum o' thuh soldiers weren't really awful. They understood, they were just fightin' fer their country, at least sum of 'em. A few were worse, they were cruel, relentless...evil. Worst part is most of 'em were thuh ones rulin' so they got to be as cruel as they like until one day...finally, the bombers came. Ah saw the shapes of mah people, could see 'em flyin' overhead, and ah saw that...that ah would be comin' home when they would free us, me an' the other prisoners. But they flew onwards...they flew on and bombed the city."

"Bombed?"

Jeremy took a moment to collect himself. Fear laced with fury changed in his scent as he breathed into his fists.

"They burned the city. Just burned everything, the entire city upon acres of death an' fire that mah people did. My people, my country, they were aimin' fer the trains or communications or whut 'ave you but they destroyed the city too. Soldiers we accept the death of, that's war, you know it's comin' but those...there were so many people. Women. Children. Prisoners caught in the fire...just like the Nazis did to our cities, bombed them, set them ablaze an' here I was watchin' my own people do the exact same thing, killing the exact same people. Doesn' matter where you from, whut flag your country forces you to wave, there's still innocents, they didn't want this.

"Them evil bastards up in high command, they don't care, they'll always twist things to their advantage just so they get to kill more people but I never seen themselves get killed in the blaze, no, just the innocents that didn't deserve it. An' then it happened. Light. Sumthin' took me an' I thought maybe God wuz real. That I was going the same place as them lot were, all the people who smiled at me. I wasn't. I came here."

He finally turned towards Oddclaw with the thinnest tears down his cheeks.

"I was a thirty-six year old commander that should've died almost ninety years back, an' them lot just took me cuz of their experiments. I wuz sucked up in a blindin' flash straight through Time an' fell into 'ere all because they 'ad a test an' got lucky. Summat they've never been able to recreate since, summat about sensitivity or some shite but they tested it always. One...in a million chance of wanting to try an' make their way back home an' they took ME instead from mah world, not the kids, not the women but only me. An' then they keep me around like sum bloody bastard in Barnum's like sum kind of freak, cuz they just managed to pluck ONE bloody temperamental queer just because they were fiddling about with their bastard machines, I've stopped trying to ask them why, they dunno either. I'm just a mistake. That's all I've ever been Odd. That's why I like you. That's why I understand you more than I want to admit."

The raptor felt his hand placed upon his head.

"We're both mistakes in this universe here...and now."

The hand of the human stroked him softly, pressing his fingers into his scalp with a warm tenderness as Oddclaw slowly understood.

"I...I am sorry Jeremy. I...I wish I could-"

"Wish what?"

"Make you happy again."

"Heh...know whut would make me happy righ' now?"

"What?"

"A li'l Christmas wrestling. Now ah know yer a physical lad, so whut say you an' I head down to the gym an' we get to exercisin' our anger an' sadness out?"

"I-i would...like that, but is that not where the party is?"

"Hohoho you just come wi' me."

He grabbed his hand and took the raptor up to the firearms training room which was sizeable enough to give space for wrestling. Jeremy opened the room with his ID card as they snuck in seeing that it was completely vacated as Jeremy stripped off his shirt and kicked off his boots and socks.

"No one'll be botherin' with us, this place is usually quiet round this time o' year."

"You are taking your clothes off?"

"Just thuh shirt, can't have it get torn up while we're wrestlin' now do we?"

"I...no."

"Righ' then."

The human turned round and faced the raptor with arms spread and his legs bowed into an aggressive posture. Oddclaw smelt a surge of testosterone ache from his opponent as he went into his natural stance of fighting.

"Now remember, you mind yer claws, this is jus' playfightin'."

"I have two sisters who play rough, you will not hurt me."

"Hoho, izzat a fact?"

He lumbered forwards bracing himself for Oddclaw's first move, testing with a lunging jab as the raptor ducked beneath and rammed his head into Holt's chest. A wheezing breath escaped him as he backed off, chuckling as his scaly friend made a false lunge at him. Jeremy dodged to one side and clocked him with a lariat, dragging the back of his knuckles across the raptor's face that sent him staggering. Holt waited for him to turn as Oddclaw suddenly grabbed his arms and tried to throw him to the floor but Jeremy held fast. His feet clenched against the floor as their muscles bulged thickly in defiance of each other's strength, snarling with fierce resistance as fingers wrapped round their shivering biceps.

The tug of war began as they pushed with heaving force whilst toes and claws scraped against the floor, until the raptor forcefully shoved him forwards with a firm bite to Holt's head. He never sank his teeth in, but he used his head to push him back further and briefly blind his vision to send him stumbling. They fell onto the ground together, locked in playful combat as Holt got back at him with a sudden peck on the lips, startling Oddclaw as he blinked. It was all that was needed to use this brief distraction as he rolled him hard to the left, ending on top of the raptor as they struggled further.

"Yer not the only one who's not afraid to use their mouth dab."

"N-NNNGH! You...are very strong, Jeremy."

"Ah weren't spendin' sixteen years in the army just to shoot things, ah can grapple every bugger in this base to the ground an' you're no exception."

"I do not think so."

Oddclaw smiled a fiendish grin as he wrapped one leg around Jeremy's before violently tossing his body to the left, then far to the right as he went back on top once again. But the human chuckled and threw both his arms up in front of Oddclaw's face, bursting out free from his grip before slamming his palms straight into the raptor's chest. Pushing him back hard onto his feet, he swept the leg to knock him down but Oddclaw was not going to fall for this trick twice the same night as he leapt over it before Jeremy stood up slightly scratched but none the worse for wear.

He made a feinting strike to make the creature dodge, but Holt's true plan was to swipe at one of his legs, grabbing him with a vicious pull as his other hand grappled onto the tail. He switched his grip onto both of Oddclaw's legs and forcefully squatted, pushing the knees firmly against the scaly bare chest as he groaned with a wince.

"So...you were sayin'?"

"H-HHHHNNNGH! A-AAAH!"

"Hah...hhhahahaha...yeah, howzat eh?"

"That...th-that was good. I...I like ress-ling."

"Well I can...hhhh...wrestle you anytime you like."

"I-i would like that...I like you Jeremy."

He smiled on hearing this, but then he noticed something rather large protruding within Oddclaw's shorts. A thick swollen bulge as he curiously gazed up at him while sniffing the air.

"......oh."

"H-h-heh...you got all excited eh?"

"Yes. So are you."

"Whuh?!"

"You are ah-rowsed too."

The man blanched slightly, bristling his moustache as he had tried to hide it before realising he was dealing with a semi-feral creature with a heightened sense of smell. He smiled nervously, wanting to make some sort of excuse until Oddclaw leaned forwards best as he could to lick across Jeremy's face. He was shocked to feel the tongue stroke along his lips, sensing something spark as he disregarded everything in that moment before he released his legs and leant forwards to kiss him. Oddclaw did not resist, closing his eyes to open his mouth and allow Holt's tongue to push deep into his snout. Gasping breaths trembled across their nostrils as they flared with building excitement, the soldier fully laying himself on top of him as he felt the grinding creak of their formed erections struggling against the caged fabrics. He had never tasted a human's mouth before, and briefly thought back to his brother on how natural this felt.

Jeremy slid his hand along Oddclaw's cheek, stroking to the back of his head and keeping him close amidst the loud suckling of their tongues dancing across each other's flesh. The reptile's tongue was surprisingly adept, twisting like a snake in curling partly round the human's as he felt Oddclaw touch every part, both over and under to savour the taste of his mouth. Shuddering with thick saliva pooling inside their cheeks, they drank their lust in sharing the fitful moans that came faintly from their throats, whimpering grunts as Jeremy pulled him in to feel the raptor start leaking a thick patch of pre through his shorts before he parted their kiss. Trembling thick shining spider silk between their lips quivering every time they drew breaths from each other.

"Hhhhhh...h-h-h-h-hhhhhhh...fuck...j-jesus fuck you're good."

"You...h-hhhhh...taste good."

"...that's not the only part you can taste. If you want."

"...do you...do...you want to have sex...with me?"

The way he asked this with such innocence gave a fearful warning to Holt's heart. He nodded firmly but followed up in asking:

"You understand whut ah mean, yes? You know whut sex is?"

"Yes...I do. I want it too. I want you inside me."

"Alrigh'. But, if you ever 'ave any second thoughts, lemme know alrigh'? Want you to enjoy it."

"Yes. Okay."

"No, not here."

He stayed Oddclaw's hand from removing his shorts before pulling him up onto their feet.

"Let's head to showers, more private."

"Oh, yes...okay."

They walked towards the male showers after confirming no one else was in, a hall of lockers in a rectangular pale blue room that was riddled with testosterone-fuelled scents that only further aroused Oddclaw as he made his way to the showers in the back. Jeremy walked through to his locker and opened to pull out a small clean bottle of something.

"Summat we'll need just fer sake."

"What is that?"

"Lube. Helps to make sex more easy fer us."

"Oh."

He wasn't sure what Holt meant but this would be the first time he ever had sex with anyone outside his species, so he had to assume there were certain rituals that they took. Jeremy dropped his pants as Oddclaw did the same showing their thick pulsing members to each other as the human uncapped the bottle and smeared a clear opaque liquid onto his shaft. 7.5 firm inches as opposed to Oddclaw's immense 10 at full mast.

"Fuck...me you've a massive cock."

"Y-yes...I know I am big."

"That's alrigh'. Surprised you'd want me to bugger ya."

"I like when a male has sex with me."

Gently raising his tail as he pressed himself against the wall, the lean 6'2'' velociraptor smiled sweetly as he exposed his winking pucker inviting the human to take him. Jeremy was thankful for his sparring partner's anatomy with smooth scaled cheeks inviting him in, his cock slathered up to glisten with lubricant from head to base as he walked forwards to jot some more on his fingers.

"Jus' need to prep you up fer this."

"Okay. H-h-haaaaah!"

He was surprised by the cold liquid rather than the invasive finger that pushed full into his rear, pushing deep until the knuckle hilted with such ease. It was enough that Holt could slide it back and forth to gently fuck his friend without discomfort, which elicited a few moans from his bestial throat.

[i]"H-hohhhh...ohhhh...breed me...p-please."[/i]

"You must be likin' that huh?"

The veteran pushed another finger in to spread his ring, seeing the tail twitch and flicker with enthusiasm amidst the chirring sounds of submissive need from Oddclaw himself. He turned his head staring at Holt with his left eye, his 9-shaped birthmark gleaming beneath fluorescent lights, panting with a look that Holt knew too clearly. He buried his fingers deep once more until he was certain he was lubed before standing directly behind, placing his hands along the raptor's skin.

"Ready dab?"

"Yes...y-yes...I need it Jeremy. Please."

"Ohhhh...god 'elp me fer this. Arrrhh!"

"O-ohhhh!"

The feeling he had long missed since his days with the tribe came back with a vengeance. Throbbing male flesh that filled his body warmly, the intense mixture of scents as Jeremy pressed his hairy chest against the raptor's tail and back. His hands swept round to stroke along the scaled waist and soon glide towards his chest in a fuller embrace. He steadied himself to push in at a crawling pace, fearful of hurting him. The raptor felt some discomfort, but the lube helped things greatly as Holt sunk his cock in with panting lust against his neck.

"H-h-hohhhhhh...hohhhh f-fuck me."

"A-a-aaaah..a-aaah J-jeremy...ohhh...you f-feel so good."

"Issat it lad? You feel that?"

"Yes. I feel your...cock, it...it feels so warm. Please...d-do not stop."

"As long as yer enjoyin' it, that's all it matters."

"A-a-are you en...joying it too?"

"Ohhh god yes. You 'ave no idea how much I've missed this."

He felt the suckling kiss of a moustached lip against his neck, then a second and third along up to his cheek as Jeremy's fingers clenched to pull him in against his cock. He felt the human impale him with a firm small thrust, jabbing him deep as he cried with blissful need, biting his lip with thick carnivorous teeth amidst a groaning snarl.

[i]"O-ohhhh yes...m-mate...mate with me...breed me with your h-hairless cock."[/i]

"Shhhhh it's alrigh'...you alrigh'?"

"Yes...I-i want more please, m-more inside me!"

"Ohhh-h-h-hhh ffffffuck Oddie."

It wasn't long before he felt the hilt as Jeremy's balls grinded firmly on Oddclaw's taint. Thick scraggly hairs of his crotch tickled his rump cheeks as they savoured the moment. He had never felt someone so warm against his body, the thick heat of mammalian blood pulsing within his anal tunnel as he dripped hot pre against the shower wall. He felt Holt kiss against his cheek, reaching towards the lips with lessening fears before he pulled himself back halfway and thrust straight back in.

[i]"AAAAH! YES!"[/i]

He could not understand the saurian in his shrieks of need but he knew well enough from his body alone that he wanted more as the walls clenched with primal muscle round his human cock. His fingers slid to Oddclaw's pecs rubbing to find the nipples or at least some semblance of as he felt the firmest bump of skin, niggling points that he softly squeezed. The raptor gasped with spasms as his claws raked against the walls like flint upon shale whilst Jeremy began to fuck with rhythm. Every pumping of his hips was accompanied by a smacking of his thick pent-up orbs against the scaled rear, a strange yet comforting sensation as he fiddled and pinched Oddclaw's pectoral skin. He felt like warm leather, the raptor keeping his head turned to see Holt pounding harder, feeling his breaths bated against his neck. Every time he hilted the raptor would clench, milking the veteran dearly as his greying hairs rustled and scraped against his body.

Thick burly arms wrapped round him tight, pinning him to the wall as he fucked with gusto soon hammering his ass ruthlessly. Oddclaw simply smiled with panting tongue and drooping tail which hung over Holt's shoulder as he pounded with eyes closed focusing all he could into his desperate urges. He knew there was a part of him trying to contest that this was wrong, that there was some innate natural law demanding he never fornicate with such a beast. But he had been told all his life that he was wrong, that his very existence was a mistake. If it walked like a human, talked like a human and cried with empathy like a human...then it was still a mistake according to both Brightman concerning this beast and the world he left behind concerning him. He silenced the voice of doubt and shouted hoarsely to his charge.

"AAAH! AAARRRGH F-FFWC ODDIE! FFWC! [b]FFWCIN DUW![/b]"

[i]"A-AHHH, AAAAGH YES! BREED ME, BREED ME PLEASE, FILL ME WITH YOUR H-HAIRLESS SEED!"[/i]

He couldn't take it. The raptor came first, shrieking his crescendo with a monstrous blast of thick reptile cum that splattered the wall in front of him, shuddering with orgasmic reflex as his muscles went throttling hard on Jeremy's cock, strangling it for all it was worth as his eyes rolled up and he fucked his last. With one solid thrust that punted the raptor hard against the wall to grind his cock against the jizz-spattered linoleum, he pumped his seed deep into Oddclaw's anus as his tail quivered sweetly. Longful moaning came from both males as the creature stared back towards the human tenderly, his hands pressed against the wall with a heaving chest. Jeremy laid his head against Oddclaw's shoulder as he felt his cum spread across the rippling walls that twitched against his member.

"H-h-hhhhhh...hhhhhhhh...h-h-h-hhhhohhhhh duw...that...that wuz..g-guh-"

"Th-th-thank...you."

"H-huh?"

"F-for having...sex, with me."

"Wh-whut...why are you thankin' me lad?"

"B-because...I feel happy. I like you Jeremy. You are...you-"

"I like you too Oddie."

He carefully pulled himself free from the suckling tailhole which dripped a neat little sliver of cum, drooling from his cock as he let Oddclaw turn himself round to kiss Jeremy fully. A tender smooch as their tongues slipped past into each other's mouths to bring a shudder of warm afterglow until they parted.

"Now cummon, let's get all nice an' clean and uh...w-would you like to...come...c-come over to my place?"

"Your playss?"

"Mah room. My...my bed."

"Yes."

"......really?"

"I...I-i-i do not like sleeping alone. I would like that."

Shining sincerity gleamed from the raptor's eyes as they hugged tightly, before Holt turned on the showers and they cleaned themselves fully of the musk and sweat before drying off, grabbing their clothes and heading back to Jeremy's room. No one suspected a thing, what with everyone still at either the party or reconnoitring to one of the break rooms to watch some telly and wind down. Jeremy slipped into his bed, with Oddclaw coming after as the two curled up neatly, naked as the day they were born some millions of years apart. It was the greatest night that both would ever have embraced in each other's arms, longing for the warmth of another body to help them sleep.