Crashed... (Zodiac x Life on Mars)

[Life on Mars]

The smell of blood gave the Yajuta's mandibles to twitch in excitement, coaxing a feral growl from him as the two fighters circled one another. She would not give up and he felt that no matter how much he beat her she never would. This was what he craved in the hunt, something no xenamorph, no matter how ferocious, could give.

In terms of will and raw fighting ability he would say they were almost matched, but there was one thing he had over the human female. She was one of the young of her species, not yet considered an adult in their terms. He however, had been hunting decades before her birth and with those hunts came experience. That was something no amount of willpower could overcome.

He could see her pattern of attack, how she was throwing herself headfirst into battle against an armed opponent knowing she herself would be open. He had never been more thrilled during a hunt, but at the same time he couldn't help but imagine what she could be if she had received proper training. Her first shot towards his head, grazing his mandibles as he ducked back and took the blow to the chest. Though he could feel the impact running through him he did not come pack empty handed, his hands digging into the leg she had thrown at him. His blacks claws dug into her soft flesh and with a roar he jerked it upward, trying to flip her up into the air and send her sprawling.

 

[Zodiac]

Bleeding, battered and bruised... Still Makoto picked herself up off the dirt and came at him. The heat of battle never left her dark green eyes, her expression, while appearing determined, always seemed to be smirking. It was as though the female were enjoying this as much as him. Every blow, every block. No matter how many times he threw her down or how many strikes she landed. Neither seemed to tire. All Jupiter could think about was moving faster, hitting harder. Her body perspiring in the heat of night, slick and glistening as droplets rained from her quivering arms and legs. Still, she came at him.

Although, there was one time she did fall back. Panting hard, her features slick... rubbing her mouth, she found a bit of blood at the corner and just flashed him a vicious grin before licking it with the tip of her tongue. Delicious. Sore, beaten. No woman should be enjoying this, but it was more then pain, more then the rush. It was something primal. Like trying to prove herself to be a true warrior. Uranus beat her, but if she could deal with a guy like this and survive. Then she was just as good... maybe better. Again, she launched herself at him, ducking under his arm and trying to get close enough to land a few blows to his midsection. Maybe hard enough to bruise. She knew it was him that kicked her in the stomach and left the mark. Why not return the favor?

 

[Life on Mars]

The punch of her attacks and the smell of his own blood was driving him to the point of madness, pushing him to attack her with more and more ferocity. His pulse was pounding in his head with every attack. He felt his muscles tense every time she came in for the kill and his senses flair each time she dodged one of his attacks. This female was pushing him farther and farther and he enjoying every minute of it. He nearly doubled over as she kicked his midsection and sent him several steps backward.

He growled, nearly purred, as he regained his ground and went to close their distance again. Her smell was everywhere, invading his very being and creating strange feelings within him. He had a desire...a desire to make her finish this hunt and make a trophy of her...but somehow it felt like something even stronger was pulling him towards her.

He needed to finish this, to bring it to it's climatic conclusion. He didn't let up his attacks, his claws and blades ripping at her wildly to create an opening where he could get her on the ground and hold her there. His mandibles twitched in excitement as he watched her move around his body and he couldn't escape the notion that she was indeed an enticing member of her species.