After a long bath, Mira and Ezra got dressed into fresh clean clothes. He wore dark blue pants lined with golden thread, and no shirt. She found a light yellow dress with cloth made from a plant Ezra knew was meant to boost fertility, but he didn't say anything. She seemed to be over her aversion to sex, and he was glad for it.

Mira was not his first partner. He had a Jayku girlfriend when he was sixteen. But she, like most young women, caught the disease only years after she hit puberty. She had been vaccinated, of course, but as soon as she started having sex the disease had mutated and killed her. It attacked Jayku's women's reproductive systems like a parasite, eating their bodies from the inside out. And there was no treatment on Ataari, or on earth. But some human women were naturally immune to the disease, like Mira. Scientist believed this had to do with their evolution process thousands of years ago. The disease must have hit them early, causing them to evolve and adapt quickly or be lost as a species. Homo sapiens, it turned out, despite being destructive, polluting, violent creatures in every way, had evolved perfectly for survival on Ataari, other than their lack of being able to hold their breath. Eventually, Mira would need to have breathing treatments for the difference in the oxygen levels, but it would take months for it to effect her if not years, that's how slight the difference was.

After they dressed, Ezra cut up fruits and vegetables on the stones leaf countertops and emptied them out into a bowl made of glass. They sat on the patio, watching the sun set on the ocean while eating the fruit. Ataari's two moons filled the sky after that, and Mira was mesmerized by the beauty of it all, gazing up for several minutes.

They went for a swim in the ocean, kissing under the light from the moons. Mira couldn't help but feel as if she was lost in a dream, whisked away by a gorgeous alien to a beautiful planet. And she began to feel happier than she thought possible with him.

They spent the next few days on repeat, swimming in the ocean, laying out in the sand, taking baths, having amazing sex, and sleeping; though Ezra explained to Mira why she slept three times as much as him, because of the melatonin in his seed. But she didn't mind it. She felt like she was on the best vacation ever, and so did he.

Until reality came knocking at his door.

A Jayku mailman delivered a letter to him from his parents, urging him to come by the beginning of next week for the festival they had every year around this time.

When Mira came strolling through the hall in a see-through white dress, Ezra almost lit the letter on fire right then and there. The dark of her nipples were visible under the thin curtain flanking her body, and he could not help but grab her and pull her close, cupping her breast with his free hand.

"You're so beautiful," he moaned against her lips, and Mira smiled.

"Who was at the door?" She asked, trying to distract him.

"No one. Just a message from my parents."

"Your parents?" She stopped, pulling away from him. "What did they want?"

"It's almost time to go," he said, sounding less sad about it than he felt. "But first," his hand gently squeezed her ass. "I need you." His lips pressed against hers, his tongue gliding into her mouth.

Mira's heart fluttered and her nipples hardened under the soft, white dress. He lifted her into his waist, and she wrapped her legs around his hips as he carried her from the hall into the kitchen. He set her down on the cool, glassy countertop, making her shiver. But the heat of their bodies warmed the surface quickly.

She parted her legs for him, and his hand slipped down to her thigh, teasing her relentlessly. She moaned into his mouth, wanting him to fill her with his warmth again. It was as if she had been hypnotized, lost in a dream for a week with this man. All she wanted right now was to stay asleep forever.

His hand dropped in closer, and Ezra was pleased to find she wore no underwear. His fingers slid towards her clit, and he found them so wet, his dick felt like it doubled in size. He quickly slipped his pants off, and he let the tip of him rest just against her wetness.

Mira gasped in anticipation and desire, still kissing him urgently. But she couldn't take his teasing any longer as she dug her fingernails into his back and pushed him closer. His cock swelled inside her, making her whimper in relief. The sound the escaped the back of her throat made Ezra smile as he rocked out and back in. Their lips broke apart, but Mira's mouth stayed parted, her eyes to heavy to open. Ezra watched her get lost in the pleasure, loving every moan and whimper he caused.

His hand found her breasts, gently squeezing and massaging as he thrust himself inside her again and again.

Mira's body began to tremble, her spine growing weak from the blood and heat pumping through her body. She collapsed against him, her face buried in his chest as he continued to glide in and out of her. Her arms were the only thing keeping her from falling, and she took him in, all of him, overwhelmed and exhausted by how good he felt.

Ezra's hands left her breasts and held her body against his as he pounded himself inside her again and again. He felt on the edge of coming, but he didn't want to stop. He wanted her to feel good as long as he could manage.

But she began to plant small kisses on his chest, and each time her lips pressed against his hot bare skin he fell closer and closer to climax. She flexed the inside of her pussy around his dick, the counter damp from her juices, and he exhaled with groan, his cum jetting inside her.

She felt his seed vibrating her insides, filling her until she was overflowing again. He leaned against her, and she against him for a long moment as they both got lost in the sensation of his release.

After a few minutes of heavy breathing and warm bodies pressed against one another, he slowly eased himself out of her, and she whimpered as he did, easing herself back onto the counter as him cum dropped out of her in a steady stream. She could already feel the effects of his cum, her entire body feeling exhausted as if drifting in and out of a nap.

Ezra stood there gazing at her laying on the counter for a moment, his seed streaming down her legs and reaching her ankles as they hung off the edge of the counter. He smiled at her, licking his lips before stepping closer and taking his fingers against her clit.

She gasped and exhaled in surprised, jerking under his touch. She conjured up enough strength to sit upwards, and she wrapped her hands around his neck as he worked his fingers up and down the length of her sopping wet pussy. Mira shuddered almost immediately, whimpering so loud she forced herself to press her mouth against his shoulder to quiet herself.

But he pulled her chin into his free hand, forcing the sounds coming from her lips to escape into the room. She couldn't stop the scream building up in the back of her throat, and she lifted her face towards the ceiling, the sound of climaxing louder than she'd ever been before.

She began to fall back again, exhausted from the orgasm, but warm, muscular arms caught her and pulled her against him. She breathed heavily as he scooped her into his arms and cradled her against his chest as he carried her to the small leafy couch in the living room area. He found a blanket in the closet as she drifted asleep, and wrapped the silky cover around her to keep her warm.

Then, after fetching his pants, he sat down beside her and watched her sleep for awhile. When she finally opened her eyes, she didn't smile at him. She didn't look happy at all. In fact, she looked terrified.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" He asked.

Mira swallowed hard, still exhausted from the sex and groggy from the nap. And then she said, "I think I might be falling in love with you."

Ezra couldn't help but smile. "You don't need to be afraid," he reached out his hand to tuck her hair behind her ear. "Because I know I'm falling in love with you."