"In Depth Negotiations: Autarch who Loved Me"

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Amadeus Trask sat in his office aboard the Chosen of Fortune, surrounded with a huge amount of books and treatises about xenos and xeno languages provided by the Sister Dialogous in his employ. The cabin was lit by several lamps, candles, and the soft glow from his dataslate, on which Trask took notes and recorded the results of his efforts at translation. 

It had been almost four months since his last trade meeting with the Eldar, and since Autarch Kayleth handed him a gift. The small, phalanx-sized crystal stood on a small base in front of Amadeus, and depending on the angle he was looking at it, its colors seemed to subtly shift from red to green to blue.

Strewn haphazardly around him were several stacks of tomes authored by a wide variety of renowned philosophers, scientists, researchers, and even Inquisitors of the Imperium. On a small stack of three already read from cover to cover books, for instance, Amadeus had a copy of Inquisitor Czevak's infamous tome "Teachings on the Unholy" , opened up to a segment describing the society of the Eldar.

Nearby lay a few books authored by Helynna Valeria and even Jena Orechiel, both known for their strong interest in Xenо races, and also Inquisitors from the Ordo Xenos just like Czevak. Some of the books had been particularly hard to get - books written by such dedicated inquisitors were banned from public archives, so Amadeus was forced to pull a few strings to get them. Simply by looking at the volumes, one could get an idea of the reach of House Trask's influence and power; for possession of most of those works was severely restricted if not entirely forbidden. 

Several times during his work, the Rogue trader got distracted from reading and took the crystal from its stand, viewing it from different angles and looking intently into the symbols, gently twisting it between his fingers.

Writing the symbol currently visible he searched for a similar glyph in one of the dictionaries which the Sister Dialogous had provided him. Several times he had needed her help in translating special runes, and each time she insisted that Trask could simply give the artifact to her so she could translate it herself instead of him wasting his time with his far cruder grasp on the xenos' language. But each time Kayleth's words came back to him: "It carries great importance to both of us." and therefore, he had politely refused - better that he took a long time doing it by himself than have his possible heresies exposed to one of the Daughters of the Emperor. Still, despite his ignorance and the incredible complexity of the Eldar glyph-script, where the meaning of each rune could change depending on those coming before and later in the 'sentence', he had been able to make significant progress with the translation in the past two months.

Initially, the translation had been complicated by the fact that he could not understand which side the text was supposed to start on - Unlike human Gothic with its clearly defined sentences and paragraphs, there was no visible way for him to detect where the writing was supposed to begin or end in the flowing string of glyphs. He could see the symbols individually, but they didn't seem to fit any kind of particular sequence, and his attempts at translation often lost all meaning.

However, thanks in part to the help of the Sister Dialogous, Amadeus had eventually managed to understand how he should begin translating the writings. The more progress Trask made with the translation, the more he saw that all the runes were arranged in a complex geometric drawing - ornate and incredibly beautiful, like quirky plants from distant worlds of the galaxy. The pattern almost bloomed like a flower if you looked at it in its globality - and the incredible sight impressed Amadeus, who normally firmly believed that he had seen almost everything in his life. And yet the Rogue Trader had not been ready for such a wonderful gift like the one he received from the Autarch Kayleth.

So after a few weeks, Amadeus had thrown himself headfirst into his efforts at translation.  This was not wholly typical for him - although he had shown a great interest in reading in his youth, the pressures of being a Rogue Trader granted him little time to be distracted by such trifles until now.

With each book he read and each symbol translated his interest in the Eldar language and culture grew, and he began to linger long in the ship's Librarium studying various archives of the vessel which had come to him by inheritance. And this evening the Rogue Trader was close to completing the translation. Again, checking the sequence of symbols and making sure that he hadn't mixed up their positions again, Trask translated each of them, recording all the translations in case if the symbol has several meanings depending on the context, which happens quite often.

Once finished with mapping the translation, he double-checked everything again to eliminate the possibility of a mistranslation due to a small oversight. What he read in one of the most meaningful translations amazed him, forcing him to double-check in case he somehow had gotten a symbol wrong somewhere. After checking everything once more, he ran his eyes over to get the text and then read it aloud in a whisper, as if to make sure his eyes were not lying to him.

He again took the crystal by holding with three fingers and looked into its depths. She was in love with him. Kayleth, Autarch of Alaitoc, the leader of its armies, loved him.

The idea that such a beautiful and imperious xeno woman as she might have feelings for him warmed his heart. He turned the crystal slightly and in the light of the the dataslate's screen, the sapphire color of the crystal was replaced by an amber yellow that reminded Amadeus of the beautiful, predatory eyes of his sweetheart.

His thoughts darted to her, and he recalled their first meeting on the Exodite world when she deprived him of his battle trophy, but that evening he got something much more worthwhile and beautiful - her. He remembered how spellbound he had as he watched her undress in front of him, baring her inhumanly beautiful body.

He had fallen in love with her at first sight like a little Schola cadet, and was eager and happy when she answer him in return. At times, he realized that conducted business with her kin only to see her again and again. He knew that he had been at great personal risk - like many other Rogue Traders did, he had always walked a fine line on the boundary between the tolerable and the heretical. Although his Warrant of Trade allowed him to trade with xenos, the mere fact that he had been working so closely with xenos was enough for the Inquisition to keep a close eye on him, and discovering his recent affairs would likely be more than enough for him to be branded Excommunicate Traitoris, having his Warrant of Trade revoked and getting chased down and executed along with his entire family.

And yet, despite knowing this perfectly, despite all the risks involved, he deliberately had gone after conquering her heart. And only four months ago Kayleth not only gave herself to him again, but gave him the most passionate night of his life. But beyond that, her main gift was a crystal with her poetry expressing her true feelings. As he looked at the crystal, Amadeus again  felt a sense of satisfaction - in part due to the fact that he had been able to unravel the mystery of Kayleth's gift on his own, and in part from the fact that now he knew that she was in love with him.

The intense feeling of satisfaction at having finally translated the message and reading its contents left Amadeus quite exhausted, but he knew he had to do something first. What he wanted was to see her at once and confess his undying love to her, but that was of course impossible, since neither of them were psykers. However, he knew he had to answer her, to somehow at least tell her he'd understood. Grabbing his dataslate once more, he started to compose an answer to her.

"My dear Kayleth" he wrote, then immediately erased the words. Not formal enough, and way too obvious. While remote, the chance that someone else would read what he wrote existed, and he wasn't about to send as damning a piece of evidence as a love declaration to a xenos woman out wildly. No, he needed to be subtle, and hide the true meaning of his message in a very formal invitation for another trade encounter.

Twice more, Amadeus started to write, and twice more he erased his work after a couple of sentences. Sighing in frustration, he for once cursed his ever-efficient staff. Normally, a scribe would be there to turn his barked orders into formal script, and he and the Sister Dialogous would make sure the letter was both formal, proper and would convey the correct tone. Then he looked up at Kayleth's crystal, and he felt disgusted with himself. What kind of lover would he be, if he gave up after two little tries? Kayleth had put a tiny part of herself in her hidden message, and he simply could do no less for her. Clamping down on his frustration, he once more turned to his datapad. What he wanted to say was simple: "I got you message. Love you too!" Now he only needed to find a way to wrap it into a message without making it apparent to anyone but her.

Three hours later, when he finally looked up from his pad, he felt he had managed to do as he set out to.  His message was in the end short, written in the style favored by military officers, and even an Inquisitor reading it would have trouble finding fault with it since he was allowed to have contact with xenos thanks to his Warrant of Trade.

To: Lady Kayleth, Autarch of Alaitoc
From: Amadeus Trask, Lord-Captain of House Trask

Lady,

I hereby confirm that we will be present for our second trade meeting around the planet of Eyleniliesh as convened during our first meeting, and will be bringing what your people requested of mine.

I do hope this will assuage your kin's fears at collaborating with humans and that our future collaboration will bloom like the Nephentian rose you mentioned during our meeting.

Yours sincerely,

Amadeus Trask.

When he was finished with writing the message and making sure that nothing betrayed him, Amadeus got up from the table and walked out of the cabin, proud of himself. Kayleth could not miss the reference: it was the flower that the symbols from her message embodied when looked at. But any outsider reading the sentence would only read the not too subtle attempt of a merchant trying to ingratiate himself with his customer by recalling trivia from their earlier meeting, and not suspect a thing. Satisfied with his work, Amadeus headed to the bridge of the Chosen of Fortune. He needed to do three things: to have his message sent ahead by the Astropath choir, give the order to his Navigator to chart a course to the point of meeting with the Eldars. And of course, he would make sure to pray to the Emperor that the Warp would be calm enough for his message to get through.

Handing the astropaths his message and ordering them to send it to his garrison on Eyleniliesh with addendum to hand it to the the Exodites, Amadeus left the astropath choir's hall and allowed himself to shudder briefly. These blind, strange people always caused him some discomfort. Deciding that he had spent enough time dealing with mutants and psykers for one day, he turned on vox bead in the ear and contacted his chief bodyguard.

"James, get your ass out here and tell the Navigator to chart a course to the point of our last trade meeting with Eldar."

"Sir, am I really the only person you trust to do this?" James grumbled, "That three-eyed.. thing... scares me."

Privately, James had better things to do. He baulked at acting as his master's mere errand boy, yet at the same time the mention of the Eldar and the thought of meeting Me'risu again was undeniably appealing. 

"Benson, are you questioning my orders again?" Trask asked, growing irritated with his bodyguard once more.

"Of course not, sir. On my way, on the double!" the bodyguard muttered irritably.

"Good." Amadeus had little interest in continuing to listen to his bodyguard's grumbling and shut off the vox. He returned to his cabin, and spent some hours on reading more about the Eldar.

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A month later, Amadeus Trask was once again expecting the arrival of a trade delegation from Alaitoc. To Amadeus' relief the response message from the craftworld had confirmed that the Eldar agreed to continue trade relations. It seemed neither his private meeting with Kayleth nor James' misguided sense of duty had brought them harm after all.

Even more importantly to Trask, a private message had arrived alongside the usual message, hidden within the transmission. After spending another long and frustrating evening on translation, Amadeus understood why the message had to be handed to him personally. The translation read - "I look forward to our next meeting. Prepare yourself properly, Rogue Trader." The final symbol was a glyph that Trask was recognized as the Autarch's personal rune and the Rogue Trader realized that the message was from his beloved, hiding her message in plain sight just as he'd done.

Amadeus could not wait to meet with Kayleth again, so he left the bridge before the Eldar ship appear and again put on his snow-white coat and ceremonial power sword with a hilt richly decorated with different gems. In an inner pocket, traeasured like a talisman, resided Kayleth's crystal.

Waiting close to Amadeus were four bodyguards and James, ready to follow him.The Сadian had donned his characteristic carapace armor and helmet, but this time he took off his mask, leaving only a visor and he looked a little more nervous than usual - his eyes jumped from the guards to staff every now and then, and he fiddled with his hell-pistol as if he was sure an ambush could happen at any time.

"Calm down, James. I hope this time you will not disobey my orders. If the Eldar wanted to kill us, then would have done it a year ago when they had an entire army at their disposal."

"I am calm, sir. And I will no longer doubt your orders." the bodyguard replied, nodding in his employer's direction.

Before he could berate his chief bodyguard further, Trask was interrupted by the auspex officer contacting him over the vox.

"Sir, auspex officer reporting. Eldar ship detected, Aurora-class light cruiser closing in fast. It disengaged its holo-fields and our machine spirit recognize that this is the same ship with whom we have met before. Our systems keep track of it, although they did not attempt to attack and are approaching on a  convergence course parallel to ours."

"Very well. Keep our Void Shields at half-power until they are either ready to dock or send out shuttles, but whatever you do, do not point our guns at them. We do not need even more suspicion on their part."

"Yes, sir. Bridge out!"

When the  Eldar ship docked with the Chosen of Fortune, Amadeus wasted no time and eagerly stepped on board a vessel which has become almost familiar to him. The entrance lock was again guarded by the same pair of Guardians that they had seen the last time they had been onboard; Trask idly wondered if the pair even ate or slept, since as far as he could tell they had yet to move in all the time he had been on their ship save for the one time they'd escorted him to Kayleth. When the remaining bodyguards followed Amadeus and James to the gateway, one of the Eldar blocked the way to them and the other turned to Amadeus.

"We can not allow to enter anyone except you and one of your bodyguards. Autarch's order."

Amadeus squinted for a moment, and held out his hand to prevent James from interfering. "Very well." he answered the Guardian, "James, you're coming with me.  Everyone else,  remain near the  lock and wait for further instructions." As he spoke, he gave a particularly harsh glare towards his men, especially James, making clear he expected to be obeyed.

The entrance to the ship closed once more with a soft hissing and the pair of Eldar warriors escorted the Rogue Trader and the Cadian to the same negociations room before leaving them. In the hall, just as in all the previous meetings, the Eldar traders from Alaitoc were waiting, a calm, haugthy contempt clear in their posture. And like the last time, the only one who was happy to see him was Me'risu, who welcomed Amadeus with a warm smile. He couldn't remember her looking so pleased to see James, though - and if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him he could swear the Cadian seemed to be blushing. 

Shortly after the start of negotiations, Amadeus started to feel uncomfortable, like he could feel the steadfast gaze of a hungry predator fixing him. Pretending for a moment to look admiringly around the hall, he quickly ran his eyes over the Eldar present, and soon found the one who was giving him this feeling of being cornered. At the far end of the hall sat a wild-looking red-haired Eldar in red and white robes, her sapphire eyes locked directly onto Amadeus. This look seemed to pierce him through and Trask imagined that she could see right through him, reading his thoughts.

Several times she turned her attention to James and judging by the face of the Cadian, the Rogue Trader understood that he was feeling quite similar toward that particular Eldar, if not worse, for he could see James was restraining himself to grab the grip of his hellpistol. Taking advantage of a small lull in the discussion, Trask got a better look at the strange Eldar woman. On her clothes, the Rogue Trader noted a prominent rune depicting some sort of snake; he remembered that this symbol belonged to the craftworld of Saim-Hann, but that in turn opened up the question of why an Eldar from a different Craftworld might be present for. Amadeus decided to temporarily drop his suspicions and to continue the negotiations, but the uneasy feeling never left him. He knew that many of the Eldar were very strong psykers, and it was highly possible that this Eldar could really read his thoughts.

Trask was not sure why the Eldar had decided they would need such a psyker keeping watch on the proceedings. "Perhaps I should ask Kayleth the question when I can talk with her face to face," he thought before continuing his conversation with another Eldar, again plastering on his visage a mask of friendliness that often helped him in dealing with less than pleasant companions such as the other Eldar traders.

After two and a half hours, the discussions came to an end. As always, Amadeus finished with a warm conversation with Me'risu. Her pleasant company was always a welcome contrast to the continued aloof near-hostility of the other Eldar traders. During the conversation, he noticed how she stealthily glanced at James.  It was clear that the Cadian had not told him the whole truth about what exactly he had been doing in her company on the Eldar's ship when they were last present together.

At that moment, Kayleth, Autarch of Alaitoc entered the room, and judging by the expectant look on her comely visage, Amadeus understood that the negotiations should end in the following three heartbeats.

"As always, I am very pleased to conduct business with you, Me'risu," Trask said,  bowing slightly, "But I believe we should call it a day for today." 

"The pleasure is mutual, Amadeus Trask. I'm always glad to see you, both of you."- the young vendor said politely, smiling and once again glancing her emerald eyes at Cadian.

"Thank you for your kind words. I will have a word with your Autarch face to face and then go on a small journey - but I'll be looking forward to our next meeting."

After biding his farewell, Amadeus noticed that Me'risu went to that peculiar Eldar in red robes, and then left the room with her. Once more, Amadeus wondered who this Eldar was and whether she really could read his mind, until he was started out of his introspection by Autarch Kayleth.

"Come with me,"  she said calmly, but in a tone that simply broke no dissent; the voice of a military commander expecting, nay, demanding obeidence. Amadeus merely nodded, gesturing to James to remain where he was and followed the Autarch in the next room.

"So, you wanted to talk to me face to face?" she asked expectantly.

"Indeed, Kayleth. I have an offer for you, "Amadeus replied with a cheeky grin.

"Elaborate. I know you well enough to tell that you are not referring to your usual forms of business in this situation."

"This offer is of a more personal nature, if you catch my drift. I would like to invite you to my ship. " As he said this, Trask drew the crystal from his inner pocket. " When we last met, you said 'this carries great importance for both of us.' I believe that now I know why."

Kayleth's eyes widened for a moment, for she hadn't believed the human's message and could now read in his attitude it was not an empty boast and that he'd succeeded, but she quickly pulled herself back under control.

"I would like you invite you to my ship again, for one night," the Rogue trader went on to say. "We have much to discuss, and I would like to do it where we can be certain that we are alone. And if I might be blunt, there is someone here who I do not trust to leave us in peace."

"Who exactly are you talking about?" Kayleth asked with a soft shaking of her head, "Your bodyguard, that does not seem to trust either of us?"

"No, he will obey. I refer to that Eldar in red robes who attended our trade meeting. My instinct rarely fails me and I have a strong feeling that she could read my mind. Need I remind you of the consequences we might face if our 'arrangement' is discovered?"

"Her name is Isa, and she is Me'risu's mentor." Kayleth answered, and as Trask raised an eyebrow in wonder, she elaborated, "Me'risu has recently chosen to take the Path of the Seer, but since she is still too young for such a difficult path, she needs a mentor that will test her and give her the required mental fortitude. I would have not allowed her to come here if I did not trust her."

"So this Eldar, Isa as you call her, is a Seer? I would prefer she not try to get into my mind, lest she find out all my trade secrets," Amadeus quipped. He deliberately refrained from mentioning the other secret they happened to share.

"Arrogant Mon'keigh." Kayleth chuckled, shaking her head, "So sure in the belief the universe revolves around your person. Isa isn't on this ship to crawl into your head and find out how much of your barter tokens you gained by selling our goods, Amadeus, but in order to train and prepare Me'risu for eventually walking the Path of the Seer. She would never breach hospitality in such a blatant manner, and that is all I have to say on that topic." After a pause she continued. "So you wanted to invite me on your ship? I think I agree."

"Thank you, Kayleth. Give me an hour to get ready, I'll meet you at the lock," he said with a grin. Before they left the room, he took Kayleth's hand and kissed it. "I look forward to our next meeting. Prepare yourself properly, and please do come alone!" he whispered with a smile and left the room.

One hour later, Amadeus was waiting impatently at the airlock's doors, trying his best not to fidget. He'd been torn between organizing a grandiose reception for his guest as both their ranks befitted, and simply welcoming her on his own as he wanted. In the end, he'd compromised and requested the presence of his closest and most important subordinates, and the only people waiting for the Autarch's arrival were himself, James and his Helmsmaster, the man who captained the Chosen of Fortune whenever he was not on board. Luckily, both his Navigator's second (the only one of the pair to ever come out of that damn pod and speak with him face-to-face and coincidentally the one he could look at without hurting himself) and the Sister Dialogous had politely declined being present, not wishing to talk to the xenos unless absolutely necessary. This suited Amadeus just fine. The Helmsmaster would politely welcome the Autarch on board and return to the bridge, which only left James to deal with, and if worst came to worst he would simply order him to give them some privacy. 

Still, the diminutive commitee pained Amadeus' sense of self-aggrandisement, and he resolved to at least give the Autarch a quick tour of his ship instead. It would have the added benefit of giving a very valid reason to anyone wondering why he wasn't either in his stateroom or the bridge with his guest, and should grant the two of them a chance at privacy. His devious scheme arrested, he smiled broadly as the airlock started to open. Shivering in dread and excitement, he watched as Kayleth walked out regally, her step light and assured and her countenance a mix of supreme confidence and haughty disdain. Her fey appearance was reinforced by the combat armor she wore, the pair of wings unfurling from her back giving the impression she could take flight at any moment. Not even the pistol and sword at her hip could shatter this illusion of some kind of angel deigning to pay lowly mortals a visit in Amadeus' mind.

Gesturing expansively, Amadeus hailed her formally. "Welcome to the Chosen of Fortune, Autarch Kayleth of Alaitoc. Be welcome on board."

Coming to a halt in front of him, Kayleth merely nodded at him. 

"May I formally introduce two of my collaborators? This is James Benson, my Chief of Security. I believe you might have already made his acquaintance.  And this is Artemius, Helmsmaster of the Chosen of Fortune." It amused Trask to see how differently both men reacted. As usual for him, James behaved like a cornered dog in presence of the Autarch, having trouble seeing her as anything else than the killing machine he had witnessed cutting a swathe through the orks. On the other hand, his captain merely formally greeted her as he would do an Imperial envoy, completely unfazed by the fact he was in presence of a xenos.

After introducing both men, Amadeus led the Autarch further into the ship. As he'd expected, Artemius quickly requested to be allowed to return to the bridge where his presence was required, leaving only James to get rid of. He had a feeling it wouldn't be too hard, for it seemed that the Cadian was looking for an excuse to be away from the xeno anyhow. 

Seeing that the Cadian clearly felt out of place, Amadeus called him over and spoke to him in a half-whisper:
"James, if her presence is uncomfortable to you, then you are free to go. You don't need to be here if you don't want to; she has already given me her word that she will not allow any harm to come to me. Just let the crew know that I intend to show our guest to the gardens and that I do not wish to be disturbed."

His bodyguard sent Amadeus an incredulous look, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing and the Rogue Trader almost laughed. It seemed the man simply could not imagine the Autarch as anything but a threat. Still, James obeyed him, silently nodding and leaving them alone to Amadeus' delight. Little did he suspect the Cadian had a more private reason to relish the opportunity to leave...

When the bodyguard moved out of earshot, Kayleth spoke to Amadeus. "It isn't like you to go without your guards. Are you thinking of doing something they would not approve of? "she said, smiling with corners of her mouth.

"We both know the answer to that question," replied Amadeus. "Please сome with me. I know a good place in my ship where we can be alone, and that you should appreciate." Amadeus had hesitated long and hard before deciding where to bring her, just like he'd hesitated on his welcoming committee. Had she been a human, he'd have given her the "grand tour" of his ship, showing her the Enginarium, the great bays where his household army trained and the great chapel to the God-Emperor of Mankind; a cathedral that put to shame many of those found on lesser worlds, finishing with the bridge and his personal quarters. However, he'd quickly dismissed the idea: the Magos in charge of his engines would bar access to a xenos (or worse, his servitors might even attack her on sight, unable to even comprehend the concept of parley), his Confessor would probably have an apoplexy attack at seeing his cathedral unhallowed by the presence of an alien, and so on. But still, he'd come up with the one place on his ship where they'd be left mostly alone and that would impress the Autarch. His own quarters would have provided the privacy, but he sincerly doubted they would even succeed at raising her eyebrow after seeing hers aboard her ship.

Passing along the ornate but deserted corridors, Amadeus brought Kayleth to the door leading to the gardens, one of the parts of the ship he was especially proud of. All the way he wanted to hug Kayleth, but always he restrained himself - they would have enough time to do that where no one would see them. Although the corridors through which they were walking were empty, except for the different decorations . James had warned the staff that they had to leave these places prior to Kayleth's arrival - the risk that one or more servants were lingering or passing through on an errand was simply too great.

Opening the door with his own key card, Trask politely invited Kayleth to enter first. The gardens occupy almost a quarter of the ship's deck; they were home to a stunning variety of exotic plants that Trask had collected during his travels. The diversity of colors was amazing, and the air was filled with the aromas of the different types of flowers.The plants ranged from small shrubs, to huge trees whose branches nearly rested on the ceiling of the deck. The temperature and humidity of the air in this compartment was higher than it was in other parts of the ship, and Amadeus immediately regretted that he had chosen to wear his expansive parade outfit, although he mused it would only urge him to get rid of it as soon as possible. When the door closed behind them, the quiet hum of the various spacecraft systems was replaced by a rustle of leaves from an artificial wind and the singing of exotic birds. Much like some of the bio-domes on the Craftworlds, this compartment was a self-sufficient ecosystem, a miniature likeness of some faraway forest planet.

For all its beauty, Kayleth was not particularly impressed with it. Such arborteums were commonplace on Alaitoc, with many trees said to have originated from the long-lost Eldar homeworlds. Compared to their splendor, the mon'keigh's crude attempts at cultivation were so primitive as to be almost humorous. Worse, she could feel that, although the ones in charge of the garden had a modicum of skill and did tend to the plants with diligence and care, the humans had been brute-forcing completely unrelated species to live together in an enclosed room without giving them any time to adapt, and the end result was somewhat disturbing. The mix of scents coming from the plants was disharmonious as they expressed their unhappiness, but she mused that neither Trask nor any human under his command would be attuned closely enough to the 'flow' of life to sense it. Even she, never having walked the Path of the Botanist, could do no more than remark that something was off without being able to say exactly what it might be.

Despite all that, Kayleth at least appreciated the gesture: it was true that she would find this place, dishamonious as it might be, much more pleasant to spend some time in that the angular, brutish and abominably garishly overdecorated rooms that were typical for humans of high standing to live in. And judging from how he had put on his ridiculously impractical uniform again, Amadeus wouldn't have changed since their last meeting.

"Well, then?" Kayleth urged her host, "Did you invite me only to enjoy the view of your collection, of which you seem to be so proud of? Shouldn't you tell me the true purpose of your invitation?" she added eagerly.

"A bit of patience, Kayleth dear, do not rush things..." - Amadeus said, stepping onto the path leading into the heart of the garden and inviting the Autarch to follow him. They moved deeper into the trees, and soon came to where Trask wanted - a small glade, slightly illuminated by artificial light.

"Trying to impress me, are we?" The Eldar asked, her visage a careful mask of indifference mixed with a tiny bit of scorn, her lips twitching upward in a smirk.

"I had hoped that you would like this place, given the fact that I noticed that your Craftworld has many bio-domes with live vegetation." Amadeus replied calmly, not rising to her teasing, "Of course, I do not think that my gardens can be compared to yours - but what could be more beautiful than the harmony of nature? " He gave a sly grin as he spoke.

While he did so, he threw a glimpse toward the mighty tree trunk of the Taxodioideae Sempervirens Virtanensis beside them and saw how a huge number of small butterflies with iridescent wings stuck to it, feeding on the nectar from its flowers. Everything was as he had planned when he deliberately took the time to invite the Autarch to his ship.

Amadeus stood close to Kayleth and fished the crystal she gave him from his breast pocket with one hand and raised it to his eyes, while his other hand discreetly took out of his trouser pocket a little gaudy ring, and with an imperceptible movement of his hand threw it toward the trunk of the tree.

The small item hitting the tree scared off the flock of insects who lifted off in a flurry of activity, and for a few moments Amadeus and Kayleth were surrounded by a perfect storm of colors and movement from the shimmering wings of the butterflies. Kayleth was caught off guard by this and for a few seconds, her mask of haughty jadedness slipped and astonishment and delight at the beauty of the spectacle was clearly visible on her delicate visage.

Trask then took her hand and spoke to her with a slight smile, happy because he'd seen precisely the reaction that he had hoped for. "Lady Kayleth of Alaitoc, I have a confession to make. I love you." Amadeus said in a soft, almost hesitating voice, feeling some excitement - It wasn't every day he confessed love to anyone, especially an incredibly beautiful xeno-woman like the one standing in front of him right now.

He then raised her hand to his mouth to courteously kiss it, but Kayleth didn't let him, grabbing his wrist and pulling him in a fevered embrace, passionately kissing his lips as she clung to him instead.  This time Amadeus was the one caught by surprise but after a small moment of hesitation, Trask returned the kiss and embraced her with one hand, while with other he put the crystal in her hand and clasped it closed.

While passionate, their kiss was tender and full of love, and Amadeus reveled in the taste of her soft lips while his hand rested in the small of her back, possessively pressing the Eldar woman to him. When their lips parted, the Rogue Trader turned to his beloved with a twinkle in his eye. "You are sweet as ever. I think we should... "

Surprisingly, the Autarch interrupted him, putting her slender finger to his lips. Hush now..." she whispered, "Please do not ruin such a beautiful moment of our love with your crude language, dear." as she clung to him so close that Amadeus could feel her breath - excited and passionate, and smelling of lust. "I believe we should continue in a more suitable place, far from any potential interloper, such as your cabin. You do not mind, do you? "  A familiar playful sparkle was visible in the Autarch's eyes - the prelude to a hot flame that Trask remembered well.

"Of course, my angel. Your wish is my command!"  replied Amadeus. As soon as they came back from the garden into the cool corridor, they headed straight to his private chambers, located on the same deck of the ship.

After allowing Kayleth inside his personal suite, Amadeus closed the door behind her with his personal highest-clearance key card, making sure no-one would disturb them. After double-checking to be sure that the door was locked behind them and that none of his many servants was currently busy inside his suite, Trask accompanied the Autarch to his bedroom; it felt like a familiar sight to her, even though she had only been within it once. 

Once inside, he brought Kayleth toward his gigantic and plush bed and said. "And here we are again. It feels like just yesterday that I first slept with you. "

"I have to admit , I really liked our first night. You pleasantly surprised me, " Kayleth replied as she removed her wings-like jump pack from her back. "Lie down, Amadeus," she snapped, "I want to be on top this time." Her commanding tone, the one of the militarily leader that was used to have anyone jump to obey her orders, contrasted with the mischievous grin on her face. As she said this, she pushed the Rogue Trader down on the bed and straddled him, grinding through his pants to feel his erection growing between her thighs. Leaning closer, Kayleth immediately kissed him.As she felt his arms wrapping around her, she deepened their kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth. When their lips parted again, she adressed him.

"Take off your coat. Do not force me to tear your clothes again, dear," she whispered with that predatory glint in her eyes again. Her eyes looked as if they glowed in the dim light of the room, and it might have seemed that the fire of passion in them was a genuine blaze, eager and willing to consume them both.

"You're so cute when you're being being threatening and commanding. Especially when you're armed," Amadeus quipped, indicating the the sword and shuriken pistol that were still resting on the belt of his beloved. After he took off his coat and shirt, he continued. "Your turn now, honey."

"Eager as ever, I see. Have a little patience, my dear, " she whispered into his ear. After another short kiss, she pulled back from him to his dismay, and for a small moment, she merely stood looking down on him with her predatory gaze that excited him so much. And then she started to move.

To dance.

There was no other word Amadeus could come up with to describe her hypnotic twirls as she slowly rid herself of her combat armor, putting on a show for him as she slowly bared her body to his eager sight. The human words 'strip-teasing' couldn't even start to do justice to what she was doing as she twisted her body in ways the most limber of human athlete could not possibly hope to match. The whole spectacle screamed 'XENOS' and for some reason, Amadeus remembered he should be afraid. All his life, he'd been told to beware the xenos and their alien ways, and that they should be avoided. But he wasn't afraid.

He was in love.

As Kayleth slowly began to take off her armor, slowly removing gloves, bracers, shoulder pads and forearm guards, Amadeus simply laid back enjoyed the spectacle of her beautiful flexible body, mouth dropping wide open and eyes bulging like they'd pop out of their sockets.At that point, he simply could no longer contain himself and rose as well, catching her hand and made a chain of kisses from her wrist to shoulder.

"Where... How... When?" he stuttered, unable to bring his thoughts into words.

"I soar like the Hawk and dance with the daughters of Morai-Heg, human!" Kayleth laughed softly as she gently pulled away from his grasp, "One does not walk the Path of the Swooping Hawk or the Howling Banshee without mastering her own body! Although I admit putting those teachings to use in a more ... intimate way is... rewarding!" As Amadeus once more sunk back onto the bed, she continued to undress. She took off her breastplate and armor from abdominal opening fitting dark blue suit to eyes of the Rogue Trader, perfectly emphasizing her shapes and curves.

Noticing that Trask was looking at her perfect bulging chest with hunger, the Autarch took his hands and brought them to her chest. Even through the fabric of her bra, they were delightful to the touch, and her nipples rapidly stiffened as he fondled her. 

Moving down on her body Kayleth removed the plate covering her rear and crotch, then bent down to remove the armor from her shins, slightly putting her ass to him and saw how Amadeus licked his lips and his pupils dilated so much that his normally green eyes appeared to become black.

Straightening up, Kayleth continued to expose her body to the lustful human. It no longer felt as humiliating as it used to be. In fact, she had found it quite amusing to see how quickly her lover was entranced by her naked body, and as she'd said minutes before, ther was a certain... perverse satisfaction to use some of the teachings of the different Paths of the Warrior she'd walked in a non-violent way. Unlike most Eldar, she'd truly mastered the Paths and could call on their teaching without donning her war-wask, the prerequisite of becoming an Autarch and be allowed to walk the solitary road of Command. It felt taboo, to do so. Perverted. Delightful. 

After she finished taking off her form-fitting suit, Amadeus realized that Kayleth must have expected him to make his confession from the moment she set foot on the ship, if not the moment she recieved his message. She was wearing a bluish bikini with golden edges and encrusted with little red jewels, and on each side of her panties and shoulder straps of her bra were small pieces of blue, red and golden colored cloth resembling feathers, the charming and quite kinky underwear completely at odd with the graceful but ultimately functional armor she wore.

Stepping up to the enchanted Rogue Trader, she pulled his head to her stomach. Amadeus immediately kissed her navel and began gently caressing it with his tongue, and Kayleth felt his strong hands gently squeeze and massage her buttocks. Moaning softly as she felt the flame of pleasure and passion flares inside her, she pressed Amadeus' head harder against her, possessively.

Amadeus' hands boldly climbed higher up her back and passed under her flowing jet black hair before they reached her bra clasp. As soon as her bra was unbuttoned and tossed on the bed, Trask seated Kayleth on his lap and gently licked each of her nipples. His fingers seemed to sink right into the hypnotizing hills of flesh as his hands joined his mouth's efforts and he kneaded and massaged her breasts with relish. Then he began to alternately gently suck and clench on her nipples with his lips, trying to deliver the Autarch pleasure while one of his hands glided over her perfect skin down to her panties. When his fingers slipped under the fabric and touched her clitoris Kayleth grabbed his arm and pulled it out.

"Not so fast, my dear mon'keigh. I am no Isha, submitting to Khaine's will, and that is a treat you'll have to earn tonight. Suck my breasts - I know that you like it no less than I do," Kayleth whispered with a grin. Controlling and teasing that boastful and impatient trader in his own bedroom was incredibly delightful and arousing.

After only a couple more minutes where Amadeus redoubled his efforts to please her, licking her nipples with force and slightly pinching them, Kayleth felt that she was excited enough.

"Mmm, good mon'keigh," the Autarch purred. With some displeasure, she removed his hands from her breasts, rose from his knees and leaned down as she turned around so that her ass was right in Trask's face. Her lower lips were visible through the thin fabric of her panties, and the growing patch of moisture was a sure indication of her arousal. Turning her head to him, she continued.

"That's what you craved, didn't you?" she quipped. "Well, don't just stand there gawkng! Lick me!" she ordered. And with these words, she took his head and pulled it to her crotch. 

Amadeus wasn't about to be asked twice. He immediately caressed her labia through her panties, then pulled the cloth aside and passionately kissed her lower lips, causing Kayleth to gasp in surprise. The aroma and taste of her juices incredibly excited him, sweeping away any thoughts other than his desire to please his beloved. Gently, Amadeus became bolder and slid his tongue in her folds, enjoying her taste and massaging her vulnerable clitoris with his fingers. Several times he clutched it with two fingers and delicate moans of pleasure escaping from the lips of the Autarch caressed his ears as he did so. When Amadeus tried to plunge deeper into her vagina, he could feel her inner walls pressing against his tongue and resisting against his intrusion. She was as tight as when they slept together at the first time, even after that passionate night a few months ago! After removing his tongue from her wet pink pussy, Trask started to lick her clitoris and gently inserted two fingers in her vagina.  

Kayleth's moans grew louder as she felt her walls expanding around his fingers. After a few moments the Autarch pushed the Rogue Trader on the bed, and in a graceful series of movements almost indiscernible to the human eye she almost sat down on his face, clutching her wet pussy against his mouth.

"I'm so close - lick me from the inside!" She whispered, her voice was husky and her chest heaving from her frequent heavy breathing. Amadeus only nodded in response.  Pushing aside the toroughly soaked through fabric of her panties again he plunged his tongue into her tight pussy, carefully stretching her and caressing her clitoris. The response to his efforts was not long in coming. Kayleth's thighs clenched convulsively around his head clutching his ears, the Eldar's juices gushed into his mouth and he heard Kayleth cry out when her orgasm overtook her, and after a few moments she relaxed fell on the bed, eyes closed, catching her breath.

"Well, I think I held up my part of the bargain," Amadeus quipped "Seems like you enjoyed that!" As he got up and crawled to his beloved, he suddenly thrust his hand towards her panties, gently stroking her clitoris through them.

If Kayleth wasn't so aroused, she would have scoffed at him - humans with their primitive emotions did not have a clue about how deep and strong Eldar feelings could run, nor how truely exceptional their situation was, but she hoped he would find out soon enough. Calming her furiously beating heart, she turned to Trask, who had once again started massaging her breasts. He was a man of simple tastes, at least in a sexual sense.

"Sure, honey. I trust you will allow me to take a turn now?" She asked playfully, unbuttoning his pants with one hand and gently stroking Amadeus' shaft with the other.

Pulling off his pants and underwear, she pushed him just hard enough to knock him back onto the bed and slowly paced along the entire length of his throbbing shaft with her tongue, enjoying the salty taste. When she reached the tip, Kayleth gently licked it with tip of her tongue, causing a contented sigh and hissing intake of breath from the Rogue Trader. Stroking the shaft along the length with her delicate fingers, the Autarch took his head in her mouth of the rod and began slowly and lustfully sucking it. It took all her willpower  to keep herself from swallowing his shaft completely - right now, she wished to continue to playfully tease the human.

Continuing her dance with her tongue, Kayleth jerked several times on the edged head of his member, enjoying the occasional groans from Amadeus as he tried to resist his mounting pleasure and keep up with her. Mischiviously, she then squeezed his cock between her boobs as she continued to suck him off, actively working the base of his shaft with the silky flesh of her breasts while aggressively sucking and nibbling on his head. Very quickly, Kayleth felt the slightly sour taste of his precum in her mouth, and judging from his frequent breathing she knew that he was close, simply unable to keep up with the barrage of pleasant sensations she was submitting him to. When Amadeus closed his eyes and tried to put his hand on her head Kayleth suddenly stopped caressing of his shaft, forcing  a gasp of protest from the merchant's mouth.

After waiting a few seconds, she resumed her licking, starting at the head of his shaft and gently stroking along the length, making Amadeus hiss with both pleasure and disappointment at the same time. She kept him on the border of orgasm without going far enough to grant him release, keeping his nerves in constant tension and the strain quickly became unbearable.

Looking at her, Amadeus saw that predatory glint in her yellow eyes again, brighter than ever before. She was enjoying this, he could see, enjoyed teasing him just as she'd enjoyed bossing him around moments before. "Kayleth..." he whispered, using all his will. The strain of her teasing was incredible.

"Mmmm, you like that, don't you?" she asked as she playfully licked his cock again, forcing Trask to hiss through clenched teeth. She continued, looking straight into his eyes."Beg for it, darling. Beg me to finish you off."

"Please, Kayleth ..." Amadeus begged, feeling somewhat humiliated as she wrapped him around her slender finger. Kayleth only smiled smugly, her own excitement growing tenfold by the fact that even on her knees in front of this mon'keigh, she could manipulate him with only a modicum of effort. 

She began to stroke his throbbing shaft with one hand, while the nimble fingers of the other hand slipped inside her panties and went right in her wet pussy. Taking the hard rod of the Rogue Trader in her mouth , she began slowly and gently sucking it, gradually increasing the pace of both her fellatio and her masturbation. After only a few moments, the tempo at which she fingered herself reached its peak and her juices started spraying out of her pussy through her panties as uncontrollable lust swept through her. She abruptly took his shaft in her mouth and proceeded to swallow it, pausing only for a tiny moment when his head touched the base of her throat. Amadeus' shaft was covered with her saliva, allowing it to slide into her throat with much less resistance than she expected, and she eagerly took him in wholly.


Her efforts were not in vain, and in just a few moments, she felt her lover's member pulsating in her throat, and a second later she pulled his head back into her mouth proper, just in time so the powerful jet of Amadeus' seed flooded her mouth rather than directly down her throat. The feeling of warm sperm bristling directly into her mouth, which she swallowed just after a moment, coupled with the frenetic pace of her masturbation was enough to bring her to a climax once again and she screamed in pleasure, but even that did not feel like enough. Teasing him was only getting her more horny; Kayleth needed to fuck him until she no longer had the strength to do so, exhaust the need that made her body burn and ache fiercely.

Almost without giving Amadeus time to recover, she jumped on him like a ravenous beast and straddled him. Before he could utter a single word in either acquiescence or protest, Kayleth pressed her lips against his and kissed him deeply, hungrily, pulling his head toward hers with one hand while stroking his shaft with the other to prevent him from fading.

In response, the Rogue Trader mewled a bit in protest as she worked his still too-sensitive shaft, but he tenderly embraced her with both hands, one of which soon slipped down to her buttocks and began to massage them. After a few minutes of caresses and fervid kisses, Kayleth felt that Trask's rod again became hard and broke off the kiss. Sitting right on the Rogue Trader, whose enamored eyes could not break away from her beautiful body, she slightly lifted up and pulled off her drenched panties, again revealing her wet labia to his view. Her whole crotch was wet, tiny droplets of her juices running down the inside of her thighs. Seeing this, Amadeus licked his lips in excitement, mentally wanting to snuggle his lips to her crotch again and lick her clean.

"I hope you aren't thinking of stealing my panties again," Kayleth remarked, throwing her undergarments to the side of one of the pillows.

"Ah, but I'm not sure that I can resist doing so - they would be the greatest addition to my collection of trophies," Amadeus answered, grinning and pulling her for another kiss, directing his shaft with one hand right in between her pink lower lips.

But Kayleth sharply clung to him and his cock slid over her labia without entering inside. Once again, without giving Amadeus a chance to say a word, the Autarch began to move her hips up and down, stroking his shaft with her moist pussy and enjoying the moans which Trask uttered into her mouth. Breaking off the kiss for a moment, she grinned at Amadeus' facial expression  - a mix of pleasure and need, excitement and disappointment. Again she felt the growing excitement burning her from the inside and for a moment she she fancied that her thirst for teasing this human rivalled the thirst of the Dark Kin for hedonism and torture, and that she was looking at the slippery slope of the Path of Damnation. It sobered her for a fraction of a moment, but then she reconsidered. Bedding a human might be breaking one of the stringent social taboos on board the Craftworlds, but there still was a key difference between what she was doing and the Path of Damnation: unlike a Dark Eldar, she wasn't feeding of the human's misery, merely enhancing both their eventual pleasure with a bit of teasing.

"Mmmm, so eager to enter into me? You're so impatient, my dear, so unrefined. You humans simply lack the patience to do things properly." She all but purred and rose again on him, strands of her black hair glittered in the dark fell over her chest and shoulders and her eyes glowed brightly with the fire of love and passion. "Still, I suppose I've played with you enough. Pull me down on your cock, my sweet. Take me, and make love to me until you're ready to collapse."

Amadeus could not refuse such a request, and immediately grabbed her waist with both his hands to pull her down. When Kayleth directed the head of his shaft right in her eagerly waiting pussy, Trask sharply pulled her waist to him and entered her almost to the hilt in one single go, causing a shriek of joy to escape from Kayleth's lips. In her heighthened sense of anticipation, she could feel him more keenly than ever before, and the sensation of fullness within her was utterly intoxicating. 

Trask groaned as her warm and moist inner walls convulsed around his length until it felt like he fit in her perfectly, and a moment later hissed when he felt the nails of his screaming lover dig into his shoulders. It wasn't pain, he was too exited for that, but still he could feel it and knew he'd keep a reminder of their fun for days to come. 

Less than a minute after he penetrated her, Kayleth began to move up and down on his shaft and Amadeus matched her movements by moving his hips, the room filling with the sounds of their combined fluids sloshing with every thrust and the slapping of flesh against flesh.

With each thrust, the Autarch moaned with pleasure, both from having her lover's member thrusting deep in her and from being able to be so close to her beloved. Soon, her moans gave way to squeaks through clenched lips, and then Kayleth started screaming with delight with her head thrown back. "Yes! Yes! I love you, mon'keigh! My mon'keigh!" she cried, feeling as if she was drowning in the flow of passion.

Soon Amadeus pulled her to him and began to caress her ears, wanting only one thing -  to deliver as much as possible pleasure to his beloved. When he gently touched the tip of her ear with his tongue, Kayleth gasped and then moaned lingeringly as he began to caress her ear from lobe to the tip. At this time, Amadeus didn't lick her ear forcefully but tried to please her with more tender caresses and attentions, carefully touching her lobe and twitching it slightly with tip of his tongue. Soon, however, Trask could not resist his passionate desire and took the tip of her ear in his mouth and began to suck on it with abandon, squeezing it with his lips. The response to his fondling was not long in coming. After another thrust Kayleth issued a cry of ecstasy loud enough to make Amadeus's ears start ringing, and then with a sigh of relief she collapsed on him. Her inner walls pulsated with great intensity and Amadeus has made his last thrust strong enough to lightly bump her cervix, causing a strangled gasp from Kayleth. With a groan he climaxed as well, the clenching of her folds around his shaft too much for him to endure, his seed erupting in her folds.

Kayleth felt the familiar moist warmth splashing inside her, imagining her lover's cum filling her womb to the brim. But it was still not enough. She wanted - no, needed - more. Catching her breath, Kayleth kissed Amadeus and immediately deepened the kiss as her passion and desire once again began to spur her on. She could feel his member stiffening inside her, and previous experience taught her that he would recover soon enough. When their lips separated, Trask smiled warmly.

"I believe that this is not enough for you, my dear?" Trask asked with a playful twinkle in his eyes.

"You are so quick-witted, mon'keigh,"Kayleth smiled, straightening up and putting her hands on his chest. Stroking it with her slim fingers, she added, "I'm almost regretful that you decided to shave your chest. It was so...exotic."

"I thought that you would like it better that way!" Amadeus said. He then pulled Kayleth back to him for another kiss, reveling in the taste of her lips and the floral scent of her silky, sable hair. Their tongues writhed like serpents as Kayleth moaned softly into his mouth, sharing the enjoyment of such a pleasant kiss with her lover. Amadeus passionately pressed her body to him, wanting to feel it every second. Soon she could feel the physical indication that her lover was excited and ready again - his shaft was again getting hard in her depths. When their lips parted Kayleth stroked his cheek and turned to him.

"Maybe you want to be on top? Or would you prefer taking commands from me some more?" Inwardly, she hoped he would be willing to take the lead for a while, as it would be so much more arousing to let the mon'keigh unleash his primal desire for her for once, her desire for authority and being in charge having been satisfied. 

"With pleasure, dear. I've been waiting for this chance. You being so bossy was... quite unexpected," the Rogue Trader confessed.

"Hah!" the Autarch grinned, "I'm a military leader, remember? 'Bossy' is second nature to me, my dear mon'keigh! But enough of this! Take responsability, and show me I wasn't mistaken when I choose you!" with graceful movement she got off him and Amadeus knelt in front of her, gently parted her beautiful legs aside. Kayleth's slender fingers touched his shaft and gently enlaced it, guiding it straight into her labia.

When Amadeus bent lower to his lover she wrapped her arms and legs around him gently but with irresistible force pulling him to her so that his cock buried itself in her labia, causing a lustful smile on Kayleth. "Come on darling, don't make me wait. Fuck me like your life depended on it, " she purred, licking her lips in anticipation.

"Ah, ah, ah..." the Rogue Trader quipped, "I'm in charge now, remember?" as he leaned even lower and their lips once again found each other at the same time he entered her hot bosom, causing Kayleth to moan softly into his mouth. Her moans intensified when the Rogue Trader slowly inserted his penis into her completely in one gentle, gliding motion, once more stretching her sensitive inner walls. Then he slowly pulled out almost completely, and Kayleth tightened her legs behind his back, trying to keep him inside and urging him to enter again. Soon they set a slow pace,Amadeus penetrating deep into her with each thrust, giving her a delightful feeling of fullness.

As much as he wanted to remain firmly in control, Trask succumbed to the passion that seized him and increased his the pace, making Kayleth moan louder and louder with each powerful thrust. The room was filled with their moans and the loud slaps of their colliding bodies. The Autarch began to stroke her clitoris with one hand as she felt that with the increasing tempo her excitement grew, approaching her climax. Soon Amadeus began to pump into her at an incredibly fast pace, from time to time breaking the kiss to breathe and by his heavy breathing Kayleth realized that he was also close. After one especially powerful thrust, she squeezed her legs behind his back and pressed him into her with surprising force. Even if he wanted to, Amadeus could not break out of her tight grip and pull out of her, nor could he break their voluptuous kiss. Moaning loudly into her mouth, the Rogue Trader erupted vigorously in her depths, and as soon as Kayleth felt his seed forcefully splashing against her cervix again she screamed into his mouth in response and her eyes rolled back as yet another orgasm gripped her body. 

Amadeus barely prevented himself to avoid falling atop his beloved as his strength brutally left him and with relief managed to land beside her, hugging her and looking at her for a moment with an utterly unfocused gaze. Kayleth clung to him as she caught her breath, enjoying the sensation of his warm seed inside her. Still, she felt that it still wasn't enough for her. A sudden remembrance stirred her mind that was turbid with passion. She smiled inwardly, hugging and kissing her human.

Kayleth was simply insatiable for some reason, so Amadeus thought it might be the occasion to try something a little bolder for once. The problem was, he had no idea how to forward the suggestion to the volatile Autarch without angering her. Still, he knew he had to tire her out quickly, or he would simply pass out, unable to keep with her. As he caught his breath, he eventually dared utter his suggestion to his beloved.

"You are mocking me!" the Eldar woman answered coldly, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"By the God-Emperor of Mankind, I swear I am not!" he answered quickly. "Such is one of the ways human men have found relief with one another since time immemorial when no women were present. I swear it is pleasurable, for both men and women, although I do not know if it would be true for an Eldar."

Kayleth hesitated. What the mon-keigh suggested was perverse, unnatural and disgusting; in other words, quite fitting for his kind. And yet, she'd heard whispers of what he'd just said happening, males lying with males on occasion, as crazy as it sounded. She still wasn't satisfied, so maybe there was some merit in his idea after all.

"All right!" she eventually hissed, "But you'd better make sure it is pleasant! And if I tell you to stop, you do so, no questions asked, understood?"

"Of course, my dear!" Amadeus said, almost not believing his ears, "I would never want to hurt you."

"How would we even do this?" Kayleth asked.

"Ah, well..." Amadeus, grinned, "if you were human, you should simply kneel and sit on all fours...."

"You... You want me to lie there... like a BEAST?"

"Well... yes." Amadeus stuttered. "Do not worry, I would never think of you as anything but my beloved."

Kayleth's eyes narrowed once more, but she got on all fours on the bed sheets, again surprising the Rogue Trader, and turned her head toward him, waiting. Amadeus licked his lips, unable to take his eyes off her beautiful heart-shaped ass. His eyes moved slightly lower, and he saw that what he so craved, what he'd suggested he wanted - her small, pink little asshole.

For a moment the desire to try and taste her passed through his mind, but Amadeus immediately dismissed that thought. The very fact that his beloved has agreed to try it was enough, it was not worth tempting fate and Kayleth by behaving like a fool and humiliating her. Another time... if another time there was, and she enjoyed it and was more used to it.

Putting his hands on her buttocks Trask gently squeezed them, but when he noticed as Kayleth's eyes flashed with impatience he decided not to get distracted by trivia. His shaft was covered with her juices, but Amadeus was not sure that this the amount would be enough for what he was thinking. Leaning toward her Amadeus kissed her sweet lips and at the same time began to fondle her clitoris with two of his fingers, and a moment later with a single, smooth motion entered her pussy, making Kayleth emit a soft moan.

"Shhh, relax, honey..." he whispered gently in her ear. "I just need a little bit more lube. I don't want to hurt you."

Somewhat reluctantly pulling his shaft out of her warm, welcoming pussy, Amadeus profusely smeared his finger with saliva and gently inserted it in her rear, feeling the walls tightly gripping it from all sides. Gently moving his finger back and forth, Trask continued to caress Kayleth's clitoris with his other hand while bending over her and gently nibbling on her ear, eliciting a barely audible moan from the Autarch. Encouraged, Amadeus slowly inserted a second finger and Kayleth pursed her lips, feeling as two fingers gently stretched her insides. The sensation was... strange, neither really painful nor entirely pleasant, and she momentarily wondered whether she hadn't made a mistake by agreeing to this.

After keeping at it for ashort while, the Rogue Trader took out his fingers and brought his fully erect shaft to her anus and gently pushed, keeping her distracted by nibbling on her ear and attentively watching the reaction of his beloved.

Kayleth closed her eyes and pressed her lips together, feeling the head of his shaft invading into her virgin ass and trying to suppress a shout. It was unusual, this feeling of being stretched quite different than regular sex, but not painful - Amadeus' rod was completely covered her juices and lubricated enough to enter easily enough. As his rod slowly sunk deeper into her, Kayleth tried to force her body to relax and not to resist even if it wasn't easy, her whole body protesting against the unfamiliar intrusion. When the head of his shaft fully seated in her ass, a shuddering breath flew from Kayleth's lips, a sigh of embarrassment and pleasure. Kayleth felt pleasure, small at first but growing as her lover's shaft penetrated her, centimeter by centimeter, stretching Kayleth's sensitive walls and granting her  a form of pleasure she had never imagined. She realized that she was experiencing the most perverse pleasure in her whole life yet. Less than a year ago, she could never have imagined sharing a bed with a mon'keigh of her own will, and now she was condescending to the indulgence of his perverted desire! Worse (or perhaps better) she was enjoying doing so! And at the same time, Kayleth felt the tenderness in his words and caresses, how he wanted her to share this pleasure with him, every time Amadeus gently caressed her she could feel his love, free from animal lust. She twisted her body and turned to the human, kissing him deeply and feeling her pleasure beginning to grow faster as his cock plunged deeper.

Amadeus moaned with rapture in the Autarch's mouth, feeling as her innermost walls tightly, lovingly embraced his cock and showing that she took pleasure in their pairing, which he had hoped and which satisfied him deeply. When he had pushed his shaft by almost a third, Amadeus stopped thrusting and broke off the kiss, and then began to take it back out out, still moving really slowly. A few moments later, when only the head of his penis remained in the Autarch's tight ass, he once again began to sink into her, nibbling on her ear and eliciting more moans from Kayleth. Continuing to stretch her inner walls, the Rogue Trader set a slow pace, listening to every breath and moan of his beloved, ever careful of being too rough and hurting her. As his cock almost entirely plunged into her ass Kayleth suddenly gasped loudly, feeling the tip gently bump against her cervix through her thin inner walls, causing the human to hesitate and slow down. Noticing that Amadeus stopped, she whispered.

"Honey, please, go on. You were right - this is incredibly pleasant."

Encouraged by her words, Amadeus pulled her to him so that Kayleth stood on her knees and proceeded to get into her as he caressed her clitoris and lower lips with his free hand. As his pace increased, Kayleth threw back her head to rest on his shoulder and began to moan incoherently. In response, Amadeus redoubled his efforts, trying to bring to his beloved maximum pleasure. With his index finger and ring finger he parted Kayleth's lower lips and stuck his middle finger into her wet pussy and began fingering her, and soon he was thrusting with two fingers as his other hand caressed and squeezed on her breasts and gently kissing the silky skin of her neck with his mouth.

Kayleth squeaked from the overload of pleasure that swept her body and mind and soon her moans turned into screams of delight, as she began caressing her clitoris with impatience . She craved to get an orgasm from this new kind of pleasure previously unknown to her as quickly as possible. The perversion and unnaturalness of it no longer repelled her, but rather aroused her even more. "Yes!" she screamed, "Do not dare to stop, my mon'keigh!"

Amadeus felt that he too would soon reach his own climax and accelerated his movements, increasing the pace of both his fingering and anal sex. Soon the Autarch screamed at the top of his lungs, feeling another orgasm hit her like a hammer, the walls of her ass and pussy instantly clenching thightly around the fingers and male member of Amadeus, causing him to moan loudly with pleasure as it made him hit his own peak, and the next moment the Autarch's tight ass was filled with his hot seed.

After they both fell to the bed, breathing hard and looking at each other with a glance full of love, the Rogue Trader noticed that the playful flame in the eyes of his beloved still burned. He pulled his fingers out of her wet pussy and licked her juices from them with relish.
"Mmmm, you're sweet as ever, my love." he spoke softly.

"I see that you want more. Good, because I'm not done with you yet, darling," Kayleth replied, smiling slyly as her slender fingers wrapped around his shaft and began stroking it.

"By the Emperor, woman..." Amadeus said with some uncertainty in his voice. "Are you unsatiable, that you haven't gotten enough yet?"

"You, my dear mon'keigh, think you know what is enough pleasure for an Eldar woman?" The Autarch laughed and then continued "I can perfectly be sated. Just not for very long... But since you seem so eager for more, I fail to see the problem!" With these words Kayleth slipped her slender fingers into her slit and after a short moment of fingering herself pulled them out.

"Want to taste some more?" - She asked, as a crooked grin split her visage and she held her hand out. Amadeus took her hand and licked her pale fingers clean with relish. 

Kayleth felt like getting more and more lascivious, the "gentle" control she held over her beloved aroused her incredibly. Soon Amadeus planted a chain of kisses along her hand, arm and across her body, moving toward her smooth pubis as if he could feel her desire, and eventually to her reddened and excited labia. Gently licking her clitoris, he pushed his fingers into her hot bosom, the soft moans it elicited from Kayleth only encouraging him further. As Amadeus rapturously sucked on her clitoris, he felt the Autarch put her hand on his head, gently but firmly pressing his head further against her crotch.

"Lick my pussy again, dear," Kayleth commanded between her moans.

Forcefuly kissing her clitoris, causing another soft moan to fly from her mouth, Amadeus went lower and began to tease her lower lips, licking them outside, but not pushing inside, enjoying the moans of his aroused beloved as he obeyed the letter of her order but teasingly ignored its spirit. Kayleth pressed his head a little bit stronger and Amadeus almost nuzzled her clitoris that she was caressing with excitement.

"Don't play coy!" she hissed, "I want to feel your tongue inside me again. I know you want it as much as I do!"

The Rogue Trader contentedly licked his lips and almost attacked her pussy, plunging his tongue dramatically deep into her folds. Kayleth gasped in surprise and hissed in pleasure when he began to lick her from the inside, from time to time licking her labia from the outside again as he pulled back for breath. His efforts were not in vain and soon the Autarch again uttered a loud melodious moan and Amadeus once more felt the walls of her pussy tighten convulsively around his tongue with surprising strength, as her sweet juices flooded into his mouth.

When Kayleth caught her breath after another climax, Amadeus rose from between her legs and kissed her passionately, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Along with his lips, Kayleth felt a sour taste - and realized that for the first time she could taste her own juices. When their lips parted, she felt the tip of her lover's member touch her lower lips, clearly eager for another round himself.

"Amadeus, I want to be on top again."  With a smile, she purred and touched his cheek with the back of her hand. Lowering her hand ever so slightly, she began to stroke his hard rod, so anxious she was to feel it within herself again, so eager to feel fullness from it. At the same time she felt that her excitement would soon begin to give way to fatigue as even her endurance was reaching her limit, but she had enough strength for one more round. She thirsted that he filled her vagina again. As the Autarch, she always got what she wanted.

"You want to be in charge again, sweetheart? Well, I don't mind, " Amadeus said, smiling slyly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Amadeus felt her lay her hands on his shoulders. Kayleth gently took his chin and fixed his gaze with hers, and in her eyes Amadeus saw both passionate, predatory desire; and at the same time, a glow that was not the fierce inferno of unbridled passion but the warm glow of love.

Continuing to kiss him, she almost sat down on his knees with one graceful movement, feeling his erection gently touches her lower lips. Licking her lips, she slightly moved her hips, feeling the tip of his shaft caresses her labia, and Amadeus began to lick her nipples, causing Kayleth to bite her lip as to not cry out under his gentle caresses and her growing excitement.

Licking her lips, she began to sink on his shaft extremely slowly, not because she was afraid of any pain but only wishing to prolong her pleasure, soft moans escaping from her lips as his rod entered her by half. Kayleth began to move up and down, gradually sinking lower and lower, enjoying every moment, but wanting to take her time and enjoy a more sedate pace for their last bout of the night.

When the Autarch finally sank his shaft completely inside her, she immediately kissed Amadeus, shoving her nimble tongue into his mouth and moaning softly, feeling as his fingers continued to caress and knead her alluring breasts. In response to her sensual kiss Amadeus pushed back and stuck his tongue in her mouth in return, and soon their tongues twisted around each other like snakes, struggling vainly to subdue the other.

They moaned into one another's mouths, and in her fit of passion and enjoyment Kayleth almost forgot that they both needed to breathe. Sputtering, she broke the kiss and allowed the both of them to catch a breath before forcefuly pulling Amadeus' head back to her breasts.

"Suck them, dearest! Caress me! "Kayleth whispered urgently, her voice slightly husky from excitement, which only intensified when Amadeus did what she asked with his usual enthusiasm. She began to bounce on his rod and her pace that had begun so slowly increased rapidly. But even the fastest pace her legs could accomplish couldn't match her heart, which was beating madly at an incredible rate.

Amadeus could feel her heart beating furiously, he could almost hear the his beloved's pulse and it only inspired him further, forcing all thoughts from his mind except one - the desire to give as much pleasure as he could to the one whom he loved with all his heart. Amadeus sucked her nipples and breasts with all the passion he could muster, reveling in their taste and suppleness of her skin and enjoying her moans that caressed his ears and drove him mad with need himself.

The cries of the Eldar woman and the slaps of flesh against flesh resonated in the spacious bedroom. Kayleth bounced at an almost frantic pace, and each time she let gravity pull her down brutally, the tip of his shaft touched her cervix, which elicited from her a squeak through pursed lips and a deep moan. She had never received such a heady pleasure mixed with pain, none of her most audacious dreams as she walked along the Path of Dreamer could be compared with what she was feeling right there and then.

"Cum inside me!" she yelled in between moans and gasps, "Fill me with your seed, my mon'keigh!" Mere moments later, her lover erupted deep inside her, his semen splashing against her cervix with such force that she felt her womb go numb, and Kayleth threw back her head and let out a loud cry, the nails of her pale fingers digging into the scalp and neck of the Rogue Trader as she completely lost control.

Exhausted, they tumbled back on the bed, the sheets of which in several places were quite wet, whether from sweat, her juices, or his seed or blood. It was hard to say. Amadeus caught his breath and was surprised to find that Kayleth felt asleep right on top of him, finally completely exhausted. Carefully laid his sweetheart on the bed, he lay down beside her and gently embraced her. Yielding to a fleeting desire, he lovingly kissed the rune on Kayleth's forehead, eliciting a slight smile in her sleep. After a few moments, Amadeus fell asleep as well, huddled against and listening to the heartbeat of the Autarch that he loved.



The next morning (or at least what passed off as morning onboard a spacefaring warship), Amadeus awoke, groggily, still exhausted despite having slept profoundly, and wondering at the absence of the warm body that had been propped up against him when he'd fallen asleep.

"Good morning, dear," he heard the Autarch greet him. Clearly, she had needed less sleep than him, for her visage was radiant and alert, her wet hair indicating she'd made good use of his shower. Shaking his head, he merely gawped at her for a long moment, once more amazed at her angelic appearance once back in armor.

"Mornin'..." he eventually managed to answer. By the Emperor, they really overdid it last night, judging from how hard his body was protesting as he dragged himself first upright, then toward the shower.

A few minutes later, having taken a quick rince himself, Amadeus came back out, alert albeit still stiff. "What are you looking at so intently?" he asked of the Eldar woman, who was standing before his cabin's large viewing bay, whose armored shutter had been retracted.

Not answering, she gestured for him to come close. "What do 'you' see, mon-keigh?" she asked softly, gesturing to the void outside.

"Well..." Amadeus answered after a moment, "Space. At the same the most beautiful and frightening vista there is."

"I suppose you would, yes..." she mumbled, and Amadeus wondered at her introspectiveness. "You didn't answer me," he insisted, "what is it that you see?"

She answered a short phrase in Eldar, but Amadeus' long hours of study allowed him to understand the answer. "Your loss?" he repeated in human Gothic, rather perplexed. "Who did you lose to space?"

Startled, Kayleth looked up and back at him. "Not my loss, mon-keigh. Ours, the whole of my race. Look at us: trapped on Craftworlds, hiding in the Webway or living as beasts in the untamed wilds. This is what space reminds me of: that we once were arrogant enough to believe we were the masters of this Galaxy, and now must struggle merely to survive."

Amadeus blinked, at a loss how to answer, but quickly came to a decision. "Enough," he said softly, reaching toward the shutter's console. "You're here to have a good time, remember?"

Surprisingly, Kayleth grabbed his hand, preventing him to order the protective shield to close, and laughed softly shaking her head. "How is it that you can at the same time understand so much and so little? Don't you see? What we did helps me to relativize, to remember all is not dark, all is not lost. I will not hide and pretend everything is all right. Let me anchor the memory of what we did firmly in my mind, that I can call upon it whenever despair looms over me."

"Come here," Amadeus said after a moment, drawing her into a firm, warm hug. Kayleth stiffened at first but quickly relaxed in his tender grasp. Amongst the Eldar, such gesture of affection would be seen as dangerously emotive, but it felt right to be held to be supported for once. She didn't resist when he pulled her back to his bed and simply sat down with her in his lap like a child, holding her without uttering a single word. None were needed anyway, as she rested her head on his shoulder, and the two of them merely looked outside of his ship for a long time. Soon, she would have to return to Alaitoc, to her people and her duties as an Autarch, but for now, for this fleeting moment, she simply enjoyed the peace of being held in her lover's arms.

Two hours later, Amadeus and Kayleth stood at the door of the airlock leading to the Eldar ship. According to his request, the Chosen of Fortune's staff temporarily left the bay, allowing Amadeus and Kayleth to stay there with holding hands and looking into each other's eyes without anyone witnessing this rather unbecoming behaviour. None of them could or want to say goodbye first. Yet soon, the Autarch released his hands and went into the intermediate chamber between the ships. Entering after her Amadeus closed the door on the Chosen of Fortune and turned to Kayleth.

"Promise me that I will see you again, Kayleth."

"I will if you will promise me the same," the Autarch responded, her voice quiet.

"I promise, my love. We will meet again soon!"

Kayleth spoke a phrase in Eldar, a phrase that her kin were used to say only to those closest to their hearts. That even in the peaceful embrace of the Infinite Circuit, their souls would find each other again. Amadeus touched her cheek and said softly: "I am not saying 'goodbye'. I said 'see you soon'. "

He hugged her, and for a moment they stood in silence, listening to the breathing and heartbeats of each other. When Amadeus, not wanting to further delay their farewell, released her from his arms, Kayleth closed her eyes for a few seconds and took a deep breath.

When her eyes opened again, Amadeus saw a quiet, appraising glance of her piercing yellow eyes, the same glance that looked at him when they first met. The Autarch's face again became calm and stern, the impassive face of a military leader. She turned and stepped towards the door on the Eldar ship that opened before her with a soft hiss. With a last glance at her lover, she closed the door and went to her cabin.

Amadeus left the bay, heading towards the guard checkpoint adjacent to the bay. He appealed to the Technomat who ran it. "I want to confiscate any and all recordings of pict-cameras in this bay and airlock D-2310 from the past twenty, twenty-four hours. Hand me a copy for my personal use, and delete any others."

"By your command, Lord Captain," the Technomat reverently bowed, nonplussed. While rare, such requests weren't unknown coming from the top brasses, as the Rogue Trader quite often entertained some shadier guests in order to find what he needed or wanted and neither he nor them wanted any trace of their passage remaining. One minute later he had  transferred all the data to Amadeus' data-slate. Thanking the Mechanicus adept, Amadeus went to his office. As he approached the viewing bay, he saw the Eldar ship fly away gracefully, reflections of stars dancing upon its solar sails until it disappeared into the void of space like a ghost.

Sitting at his table, which was still piled with books about the Eldar, Amadeus began to watch the recording of his own farewell with Kayleth. But then he saw something that made him review the recording from the airlock chamber after about an hour after the arrival of the Autarch once more.

Frowning, he looked closely at the records of the door to his ship. A figure dressed in the uniform of one of his bodyguards entered the airlock. Then Amadeus saw the door leading to the Eldar ship opening up too. Behind it stood a figure dressed in a familiar to him in a red outfit.

Me'risu made a beckoning gesture, urging the man to come to her ship for a moment. When he walked towards her and towards the Eldar craft, The Rogue Trader noticed the guard had three parallel scars on his temple. From claws. Thrask clenched a fist indignantly. Amadeus took his vox bead from his breast pocket, put it in his ear and turned on.

"James. I want you to come to my office immediately," Amadeus hissed, barely holding back his anger. When his chief bodyguard tried to say something in disagreement or protest, Amadeus added "I said immediately!"

Turning off the communications device, Amadeus tried to calm the flash of rage welling inside him and pulled from his jacket's pocket the crystal from Kayleth. Again, reading the emotions which she had enclosed in her poems, the Rogue Trader calmed himself and began to wait for his chief bodyguard's arrival. 

"Why won't any of these meetings ever happen without a hitch?" he thought.

******

A couple of days later, Kayleth was sitting in her home, sitting cross-legged on the bare ground. After yet another lengthy debate as whether Alaitoc should intervene or not, she felt frustrated. Taking a deep breath, she let go of her conscious thought and called upon her memories, allowing them to rise back to the surface of her thoughts. Just like she'd told Amadeus, this memory of their time together would help her deal with her frustrations, just like the few truely happy moments of her long life had and would again. Slowly, she allowed her body to enter a state of lucid dreaming where the frontier between memory and reality was thin, and once more she could feel the passion, the joy and the abandonment of their night.