author = kholon

Rating = O18W

Type = Humor

fanfic =

This takes place after the destruction of earth. It’s around the time when Lisa and Rick are close friends. As dramatic as these fanfics are I figured they are allowed to have a sense of humor too.

Robotech and its characters are copyrighted and protected by Harmony Gold. This is written for entertainment purposes and I do not receive any royalties from the creation of this fanfic. R&R.

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Lisa threw her sandals to the floor snuggling into the corner of the couch.

“Whatcha watching?” She asked Rick.

“I dunno I just landed on this channel. I guess it’s like the animal planet. They are doing a feature on The History of the Canine.” He yawned.

“I think dogs are such a wonderful breed. They are such interesting creates,” Lisa mused.

“Yea I guess.” Rick continued to surf thru the only ten channels they had aboard the SDF1. He had been flipping through them for a few minutes now and noticed a Bond movie had started, the one with yummy Halle Berry as a Bond chick, but kept going. He wanted to know how long he could go before Lisa said anything.

“I mean think about. How are they able to communicate with other animals or at least other dogs? They really just have their acute sense of smell. When they look at you, you can’t so much really know what their eyes are saying; well you can perceive it to be this or that but really the only way they communicate is when they wag their tail or when they sniff you.”

Rick’s eyes quickly moved to the side giving her a concerned look and then went back to the television wondering where she was going with this conversation.

“…We as humans have 5 senses some say 6 but we never really utilize them all to their full potential. Do we?”

His thumb was getting tired. He wondered if there was a world record for the longest time for channel surfing.

She continued her dialogue with a very contemplative look on her face, “…and then one would imagine that when dogs are ready to mate they must have to smell some kind of pheromone to know that their “mate at the moment” is ready to have sex.

Ricks ears perked up. Lisa’s mouth had said the word sex. He placed the remote down. She now had his thumb’s attention and then some.

He wondered at times if she ever even thought about it. The notorious “Ice Queen” as she had been labeled, now talking about a topic that sizzles with any normal breathing male adult.

He was fixated on her lips as she spoke. How could a woman with lips like that cause a whole room to freeze up like an ice chest just by saying a few words? Astonishing. The corner of his mouth smirked under the hand he was leaning on.

“Wait. Can you repeat that last part about the pheromone?” Rick asked pretending to not have heard her.

“Oh. So what I was saying was I believe that a female dog will produce some kind of pheromone causing the male dog to be attracted. That’s how the male dog knows she wants sex.”

He watched her lips mouth the word sex again. His thumb sprang out unexpectedly. He covertly tucked it back in his hand.

What man doesn’t know that? “Huh? I didn’t know that. Continue.”

“…Then you watch men and women and how they try to attract each other or get each others attention. I don’t think they utilize all their senses, which can be so entertaining to watch even more so the process they have to go through to establish connection with the other sex.” She said with a half grin seeming to enjoy her observations.

“Most use their physical appearance to draw your attention – that’s their visual. Then the art of word play - that’s auditory. They top it off with a slight touch or caress – that’s their kinesthetic. As for smell, or olfactory, I think people tend to misuse it. I hate it when a man or woman uses the wrong cologne or perfume. It’s as if they have no sense on what smells good.”

“That peach soap you have in the bathroom is quite sweet and light,” he playfully added.

“But wait. Didn’t you forget one?” Rick said.

“What?”

He opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out.

“Oh yes our tongues. I think that ones a little more tricky.” She giggled.

“Our gustatory sense. Oh yes the tongue is very important for a dog.”

Yes tongue is important to me too. His thumb popped up in agreement.

She could be so technical about everything. That’s what made her so good at her job…and so adorable. She’s brilliant at noticing the tiniest details.

I wonder if she noticed that I’ve moved five inches closer to her. His eyes were intently are her.

“I find it amazing that dog’s recognize each other by their scent as well as their owners. They just know if you are a friend or not. It could also be considered like a handshake I heard. And it’s amazing their ability to smell fear on people. And of course the sexual attraction is so instinctual. They don’t have a verbal way to communicate what their needs are except for barking.”

Ruff. Ruff. Rick’s mind playfully wandered imagining Lisa on all fours. His eyes became hazy as he drank his cup of coffee.

In the corner of her eye she saw Rick’s expression as he sipped his coffee and stopped. She realized he was enjoying this conversation far more then she realized. She recognized that look. A famous Roy Fokker damn if only you knew what was running thru my mind look.

She eyed him with a sly look and lowered her voice an octave. “So Rick…Do you think a man or woman could just by their scent tell if someone was…”

She paused for an effect, “…fucking horny?”

Rick gagged on the sip spilling coffee on his shirt.

She laughed. “You’re such a pervert you know that Hunter.”

“What do you mean?” Trying to look innocent.

“I know that look. Roy does it all the time when he’s trying to get his way with Claudia or any female officer. Are you sure you’re not blood related?” She ruefully smiled.

“Oh, thaaaat look.”

“Yes. That look.”

“No that’s not the look I was doing.”

“It isn’t?” Not believing him.

“No. No. No. That was a look of admiration.” He said nonchalantly.

“Really?” She glared at him disapprovingly.

“The look that Roy does is like this.”

He arched his left brow up and peering the right eye down. Then followed with giving her a half smile.

“You’re such a liar and a pervert.” She laughed again slapping his chest teasingly.

“Anyway. Lisa what is up with all this dog sniffing conversation?! Are you saying you want to know what its like to smell my little ashhooole?” He accentuated that last word he had picked up from that movie Meet the Fockers.

Lisa blushed. She fired back but inwardly smiled, “Rick I was just trying to have a conversation. Your such a dork.” She tried to hit him with a couch pillow.

He was enjoying this. As much as she attempted switching on the joking seductive wanton act, she never got far. She shocked too easy. She knew military strategy like the back of hand but he figured she didn’t spend her nights practicing sexual banter. That wouldn’t fend to well with the enemy, or would it?

“Uh-huh…” egging her on, “I just didn’t really think of you as a dog type. I still think of you as more of an old sour pussycat. Meow.” He purred and licked her face.

“Ewww. Damn you.” Again she tried to attack him with the pillow.

He grabbed the pillow out of her hand and had captured one of her wrists.

“Oh I get it Lisa, you want to sniff me. I understand I’m so hard to resist. Come on take a whiff,” pulling her toward his neck.

With her free hand she tried to smack him on the arm and he caught hold of it.

“Hey now. Play nice!” he lightly chided her.

She got off the couch pulling him up with her. She sidestepped him trying to leverage her leg behind his knee so he would fall but he moved his leg too fast for her.

As they struggled he deliberately pushed her off balance to the couch and fell on top of her.

“Woof, woof, woof,” he said with enthusiasm.

He bent down and started to imitate a dog sniffing the air and motioned his hips back and forth as if humping her.

She shrieked trying to contain her laughter.

Distracted by his own antics Lisa attacked with her teeth biting him just below his right collarbone.

“OH MOTHER OF…,” Rick yelped aloud.

Her mouth held on firmly and dug a little deeper, trying to contain her laugh. She twisted her head as if fighting to hold onto a bone.

“Rrrrr…You wanna play like that huh?” Rick growled.

He broke free of her mouth then grabbed both her wrists, quickly putting them in one hand and pinning them above her head. She tried to wiggle free but he was sitting on her legs with his right leg anchored to the floor.

“You’ll pay for that woman.”

“Oh I’m so scared. What are you going to do fido? Pee on me. I know you have a history of missing your target Lieutenant. I’d be surprise if you could make it in that coffee cup.” She said taunting him.

“I’m so hurt.” He retorted.

An amused smile appeared on his face.

His nose descended onto her armpit sniffing it furiously. She screamed, “Hunter you stop that,” laughing hysterically.

“Rick stop it. Dammit.”

“I’m loving watching you squirm Captain. It’s not everyday I have the First Officer at my whim. Pee whew. You think with the pay you get you could afford some deodorant Captain. Muhaha.” He continued his torture.

Continuing to squirm. “Ooooh, Hunter. When I get my hands free I’m gonna…”

“Ooooh, what Lisa? Nag me to death?” Rick was loving every second of this.

Then he began sniffing around her ear, around her neck and then his lips lightly brushed the side of her neck. Suddenly Lisa stopped laughing.

Rick’s movement began to slow. She realized he wasn’t playfully sniffing her anymore but his lips were lightly roaming her neck. She caught her breath and gulped.

Rick hadn’t noticed she had stopped. He felt mesmerized by her scent. He no longer wanted it to be a game but wanted to take in her essence. Still holder her wrists, with his eyes closed he began his exploration down and around the nape of her neck.

Without warning his lower lip opened slightly brushing her delicate skin simultaneously his nose inhaled her sweet aroma. Lisa’s lower lip began to tremble from all the sensations that were flooding her body.

“Mmmm,” escaped from Rick’s mouth.

“I can’t resist,” he spoke softly.

His tongue dabbed itself on her neck and retreated into his mouth but within a second reached out this time gliding its way upward stopping at the lobe of her ear. A jolt surged thru Lisa’s entire body.

“So this is what a Captain tastes like,” Rick said with a deeply arrogant voice.

By that time Rick had let Lisa’s wrist go.

With a hard shove she sent him onto the floor causing him to land flat on his butt.

“Owww…why did you do that?”

“You know what Hunter I think you need a shower I’m think your asshole actual stinks,” She held a smile and crossed her arms in satisfaction. She turned away heading for the kitchen.

Rick came from behind grabbing her by the waist and picked her up. “Come here you little Vixen.”

“Hey, you cocky, self-righteous…Put me down,” she tried to push her arms outward to try and break his hold.

“I think I’m going to return the favor and bite you right here.”

Preparing to dig his teeth into the flesh above her shoulder blade.

“Nooo!” She pleaded.

As he sunk his teeth in her, her body tensed her chest-protruded forward. Her body was under his control. When he let go she sagged her shoulders.

“I think I’ve found your Achilles Heel Captain.”

He bit her again but on the opposite side. Her hands grabbed at his thighs her breath uneven. She moaned aloud in pleasure unable to hold it in.

As he held on to the material hiding her tender flesh she pushed her bottom against his manhood. He muffled a groan.

Her hand reached for his left hand already holding her abdomen and slid it under her shirt guiding his fingernails to brush across her stomach.

His eyes sprung open and he let go of the bite. His right hand took her hair and revealed her delectable neck and he slowly nibbled at it’s back.

She pressed further into his lips as her body was pushing up against him.

As she allowed his lips to suck on the lobe of her ear she whispered, “Rick make love to me.”

His arms encapsulated her and leaned into her ear whispered back, “Are you sure?”

She turned around looking at him with want in her eyes. Her hand reached around his neck and pulled him to her lips.

The kiss started gentle and sweet. He held onto her eagerly and without breaking the kiss he picked her up and brought her to his bed.

As he placed her down, his hands smoothed over the curves of her body.

“You’re so beautiful.” He said with loving eyes.

She placed her hand on his chest. Her face seemed pensive. He could tell she wanted to tell him something but seemed unsure.

He gently grabbed her hand and asked. “What is it?”

“Rick. I…I love you.” Her eyes closed. He could feel the passion in those words.

He looked down at her with longing and smiled. His hand cradled her cheek.

Her eyes opened to his deep blue eyes smiling down at her. The corners of her lips softened. He bent down to kiss her again. It was a deep and yearning kiss; One that she had been waiting for, for so long.

His kisses became more urgent. He began peeling the clothes away from her body. He was slowly exploring every inch of her. Enjoying her trying not to miss any part of her. His shirt soon followed and her hands were caressing his muscular back.

His lips would follow where his hands went and Lisa twisted and turned trying not to lose control. She was his mind body and soul.

Soon he was completely on top of her, his mouth returning to her lips sucking and teasing.

She escaped them just for a moment to say, “Rick I want you in me.”

He kissed her forehead, her brow and all around her face.

He met her eyes and again asked tenderly, “Are you sure?”

She nodded.

The rest of their clothes lay on the floor. He kissed the nape of her neck and centered his eyes on hers as he slowly entered her. She held tightly onto his shoulders. He moved gently allowing her to mold into him.

They moved as one Rick holding her close his hands in her hands. She clutched tightly as if not wanting to ever let go of him. Her heart was his and she moved with more intensity wanting him to know how much of her he had. No words could capture this moment. He knew it felt right. She felt whole being with him.

As their passion was building Lisa felt her body shaking beyond control.

Their pace quickened. Lisa pulled him down clenching onto to him for dear life. “RICK!” she called for him.

Rick unable to hold on, arched his head back screaming, “Lisa…I…I love you,” and his sweat covered body collapsed onto hers.

Both panting heavily after a minute he rolled onto his back and pulled her closely to him. She rested her head on his chest listening to the slowing of his heartbeat.

Minutes passed and then he looked down. He saw her eyes closed and was smiling.

“What are you smiling about?”

She spoke softly into his chest, “You love me.”

Realizing the happiness in her tone he replied, “I certainly do love you.”

Her head popped up and said, “Why did it take you so long to say it?”

“Why did it take you so long to say it?”

She smiled. “I guess were both stubborn, huh?”

“No I’m cute and you’re…”

She glared at him and said, “What?”

“…sexy, beautiful and all mine.”

She pretended to be offended. “Your so sexist. I never said you could own me.”

“You’re still sexy.”

“You said that already.”

“Oh okay. You’re wonderful, adorable and then you could own me. I’m house broken.” He imitated puppy dog eyes and then nestled his head into her neck.

“I guess you are part dog.”

He began sniffing her neck.

“What are you doing now?” She smiled.

“I can smell that pheromone. I think it’s time to mate again.”

“Oh Rick…woof, woof.” Lisa said demurely.

State = Fin/The End

feedback = Sí/Yes

email = KholonATgmail.com