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Curled tightly inside the nest built into the corner of the room, you pulled another thick pelt over yourself and tried to stop shivering, the weak red glow from the heating unit nearby barely helped the frozen air filling the room.

Another violent blow shook the ship hard enough to rattle the walls.

Then the chamber doors opened.

Heavy footsteps echoed and before you even looked up, you already knew exactly who had returned. Your mate had to lower herself slightly to fit through the doorway, her tall frame made even larger by the layers of armour covering her body and the thick furs draped across one shoulder. She stepped fully into the room, one massive hand carrying her biomask while her golden eyes went to you.

The low clicking sound that left her throat the moment she saw you shaking under the blankets let you know that she was just as hurt by your sight as you were shivering.

You had learned enough of her sounds and body language by now.

“I’m fine,” you insisted, although your teeth nearly chattered through the words. Your mate answered with another low rumble that vibrated deep insdie her chest.

She walked over to you, her body radiating so much natural heat that you felt the difference before she even reached you.

The cold that had wrapped around your body for hours seemed to retreat in her presence.

Without speaking, she crouched beside the nest and reached for you.

The sheer size difference between you remained almost absurd no matter how much time passed between you, and even now it still startled you how easily she could lift your entire body against her chest as though you weighed nothing at all.

“Hey,” you protested softly as she gathered you into her arms, “I was comfortable.”

A deep growl rolled through her chest, not angry, but filled with the familiar irritation she always displayed whenever you ignored your own limits.

The sound which said, stubborn little thing.

Your mate settled against the wall with you held securely in her lap before dragging every fur and blanket in the nest across both of your bodies, effectively trapping you against her chest while her arms wrapped completely around you.

The warmth hit instantly.

It spread through your freezing body, you let out a sighbefore you could stop it.

At the sound, your mate released a series of soft clicking noises.

“You’re smug,” you mumbled tiredly as one large hand began moving slowly along your back, the sharp edges of her claws barely catching against your clothes.

The contradiction had never ceased to fascinate you.

Outside these walls, she was feared even among her own kind, a massive huntress decorated in trophies and scars earned through battles, yet every ounce of that terrifying strength softened whenever she touched you, as though you were something precious enough to handle with care.

The storm outside worsened as snow slammed against the hull in forceful waves, but wrapped in her embrace, the noise slowly began fading into the background.

Your mate lowered her head until her mandibles brushed lightly against your hair in a gesture that had once terrified you when you first came to understand her affection, though now it filled your chest with a strange warmth entirely separate from the heat of her body.

“You actually enjoy this weather, don’t you?” you asked quietly.

A low trill answered you almost immediately.

Of course, she did.

The mighty hunter species built for impossible worlds and brutal climates remained perfectly comfortable while an entire moon froze under a raging blizzard.

“You’re insane,” you muttered.

Another pleased clicking sound escaped her. The laugh that slipped from you afterwards seemed to affect her instantly because the vibrations under your cheek changed into something deeper and softer, a low, deep purring came from her chest and into your body where you rested against her. Your eyes widened slightly.

“You’re doing it again,” you whispered.

The enormous Yautja tilted her head with an almost innocent look, but the continued purring vibrating through her body made any denial impossible.

“You are absolutely purring.”

She made no attempt to stop.

Smiling, you moved closer until your cheek was fully against her.

The sound, combined with the deep vibrations of her purring and the overwhelming warmth surrounding you, made you drowsy.

One hand settled against the back of your head, claws running through your hair while keeping you tucked against her.

Possessive.

Protective.

Completely devoted.

Your mate noticed the faint shiver that still moved through your body despite the blankets, and before you could react, she removed one heavy gauntlet before sliding her bare hand carefully beneath your clothing until her burning palm rested directly against your back.

The heat nearly stole the breath from your lungs.

Yautja body temperature had always bordered on absurd compared to humans, and in moments like this it felt less like being touched by another living creature and more like pressing yourself against living fire.

A pleased rumble escaped her as your entire body relaxed against the warmth.

“That’s cheating,” you murmured sleepily.

Her mandibles twitched with amusement before she moved lower into the nest and pulled you more completely across her chest until your head rested beneath her chin while one arm remained securely wrapped around your waist. The other continued stroking slowly through your hair in movements so strangely tender that it still managed to catch you off guard sometimes.

At first, when she had taken you aboard her ship, you believed yourself nothing more than a curiosity to her, some strange little creature she found interesting enough to keep alive after discovering how stubbornly you survived conditions that should have killed you.

Then she became protective.

Then possessive.

And somewhere along the way, without either of you truly noticing when it happened, the mighty huntress who terrified entire clans had become unable to sleep properly unless you were curled safely against her chest.

You smiled faintly at the thought.

“You’d kill anyone who tried taking me away from you, wouldn’t you?”

A low, dangerous growl vibrated through her body, deep enough that you felt it more than heard it.

There was not even the slightest hesitation.

Your mate lowered her forehead carefully against yours while her golden eyes remained fixed entirely on your face, their harsh intensity softened. One claw lifted slowly beneath your chin, forcing you to hold her gaze before she released the quiet clicking sound that you had eventually come to understand as the closest thing her species had to a spoken declaration.

Mate.

Every single time she made that sound, your chest tightened.

You lifted your hand slowly to rest against the side of her jaw, feeling the warmth of her skin.

“I know,” you whispered softly with a smile.

Wrapped tightly within the arms of the deadliest creature you had ever known, surrounded by warmth, heavy furs, and the overwhelming affection of the female Yautja who had claimed you as hers, you could not remember ever feeling safer.

A/N: Happy Pride month everyone! 🏳️‍🌈 To celebrate, I brought the above Female Yautja x Female Reader. I hope you enjoyed!

~Masterlist~