Forget Me Not

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Note: This takes place right after Super Metroid.

Disclaimer: I do not own Samus, Ridley, Zebes, or Super Metroid.

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Forget Me Not


Ridley's escape ship shuddered as Zebes exploded behind him. "Damn you, Mother," he swore. "You just had to stand there and gloat at Aran's fallen form, didn't you? You let that damn 'hatchling' sneak up, recharge Samus, and kill you." Ridley was more annoyed than angry at his fallen queen. After all, he was second-in-command. Despite the fact that it was now composed of a largish cloud dissipating behind him, he was now commander of Zebes. He looked to the jar sitting nearby on the control panel. "Kraid, my man, we lived on to fight another day." Inside the jar floated a green hunk of flesh from his dragon brother who had resided in Brinstar. The genetic material would be improved just like the last time Kraid had been destroyed by Aran. ...Did she escape Zebes, by the way?

~~~

Samus glared at the control panel of her ship, cursed, and banged on it. None of which helped the situation; the display still said "20% Energy Left". Samus would have to find a habitable planet close to a star so that she could recharge the ship through its solar panels.

She called up the star maps of the quadrant and ran a search. "Drenaria," she said as she gazed at the 3-D image of the planet on her monitor. The planet's stats were listed below the rotating holographic sphere. "Atmosphere: Comfortable. Climate: Warm. Water: 60% surface, nearly all rivers. Land covered almost entirely in large trees." Samus smiled; it would be her first vacation in a long time.

She set the autopilot, removed her armor and, clad only in her leotard, fell to her bed.

~~~

Ridley lounged back in the cramped cockpit of his ship. He was bored.

It was a long way to his hideout Drenaria.

His thoughts turned to that of his longtime -- nay, lifetime -- nemesis, Samus Aran.

He recalled the first time she had arrived at Zebes. Of course, back then everybody thought she was a complex android.

In hindsight, he realized even that lardhead Kraid should have realized that Samus was too skilled to be a mere robot. Her grace, her agility, her ingenuity and cleverness under tight situations, could never have been handled by a big pile of metal and silicon. Only her...

Ridley snapped back into reality. His control panel was blaring. He peered outside and noticed he had arrived at Drenaria. He also noticed another ship in orbit nearby. He piloted closer to get a better look.

"Aran," he hissed. He began to prepare his battle systems.

~~~

Samus was snapped awake as the klaxons in her cockpit blared warnings. She dashed to the control seat and saw three missiltreatreaking toward her on radar from another ship. She did a quick scan which detected one lifeform aboard the craft. "Profile!" she barked. The all-too-familiar visage of Ridley flashed onscreen. Samus swore.

She began to push her craft as hard as she could, skipping it like a stone on Drenaria's atmosphere. The missiles followed suit.

She pushed until the exertion nearly rendered her unconscious. Then, she made a 160 degree angle turn.

The first missile turned instantly and rocketed towards Samus' new course. The second missile was slower to turn, however, and was intercepted by the first. Both exploded.

The third missile, however, interpreted Samus' course change accurately and neatly collided with her right ion engine. It was blown all to hell, and the control panel screamed at Samus as it alerted her she only had 3% energy left.

She now had no choice. With Ridley in hot pursuit and closing fast, Samus injected herself into the atmosphere.

The ship was going faster even than before. Somehow, Samus retained consciousness, and barely managed to hold the manual control stick level enough so that she didn't plow into the ground at twenty miles a second.

Gradually, she slowed herself down to five miles a second.

Finally, the ruined ship began brushing treetops. The control panel gave one more message. "Energy at 0%. Have a nice day."

The other engine cut out.

The ship nosed downward almost instantly. It dug a huge furrow into the forest until it reached a rather large rock. Tose ose of the craft was caught under the rock's edge, and flipped up. It remained in a vertical position as Samus tried to key the airlock open. After three tries, she remembered power had reached zero and picked up her cannon. One shot blew out both doors. She dropped the cannon, crawled out to a nearby tree, and fell into a deep sleep under its shade.

~~~

Ridley piloted his ship into the atmosphere more gently than Samus had managed. He observed the large furrow with glee; his glee mostly disappeared when he saw her ship remained intact.

He landed inside the furrow and climbed out of the ship. He silently scouted around until he caught Samus' scent. He followed it to the ship, but found nobody inside. He then followed it to Samus' inert body. He poked it; she was still alive, but unconscious.

He also noted her lack of armor and weaponry.

He poked her again. He couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she awoke to him. The fight would last about a minute, and would result in Samus' remains scattered all over the clearing.

~~~

Something sharp kept poking her in the side.

"Leemee 'lone," she muttered. She rolled over.

Poke. Poke.

"Okay, I'm up," she grumbled.

An eight-foot tall dragon loomed over her.

"Hi, who're you?" she asked.

~~~

Ridley was taken aback.

"What do you mean, who am I? I am Ridley, the dragon you've been fighting all these years!"

The blonde's brow furrowed. "Hmm...I don't remember anything. I mean, I have basic concepts down -- I am aware that you are a dragon, that I am a human, that that is a tree, and that is a spaceship -- but I can't connect any of the dots. I must have amnesia."

For Ridley, it was all he could to keep from laughing out loud. Samus Aran, the universe's mightiest combatant and galactically-renowned bounty hunter, was physically AND MENTALLY at his mercy! He now thanked Mother Brain for dying and giving him this chance. How to begin the torture, though?

~~~

She looked at the dragon curiously. After she had realized she had amnesia, the dragon -- Ridley, it had called itself -- stared off into space. It was a big, red dragon.

Something else came to mind that was big and red.

She didn't have any idea about who or what she was before amnesia, but she was starting to feel...tingly. And the only living creature in sight -- apart from the hundreds of trees -- was Ridley. She hoped that, once her memory returned, the person she was could live with the idea brewing in her head. And its consequences.

~~~

Ridley's thoughts on the upcoming gruesome torture were interrupted by a tap on his knee. Looking down, he saw that Samus wanted his attention. "What do you want?" he queried.

"Wanna...play around?" she asked, a certain look and lilt in her eyes and voice.

"What...what do you mean?" Ridley asked, perplexed.

"You know, a little," she paused to wink seductively. "...fun?"

Ridley was speechless. Unless his years of studying humans had been one big utter failure, Samus was coming onto him.

A human female. Was sexually attracted. To a dragon male.

While such things weren't unheard of, interspecies relations was universally taboo. While Ridley didn't apply to the rules of the Federation, which governed a great deal of civilized planets including Earth, he would be rejected by his fellow Dragons. Even brother Kraid, the mindless fool, would prefer to remain a lump of genes in that jar than be the living brother of the human-fucker. Yes, that's what the rest of the universe would call him. Human-fucker.

He wouldn't even be accepted among humans. They would perceive it as rape -- and it would be, since technically Samus wasn't of sound mind. Thus, they would attempt to destroy him.

On the other hand, he could literally fuck Samus Aran. Imagine if she got her memory back at height of orgasm!

Besides, he could just snap her neck and leave her here on the planet afterwards. Nobody would ever find out.

After thinking about it for a second, he made his decision. "Sure."

~~~

Samus was thrilled.

Without another word, she stepped back, arms to the side. She then began to gyrate her body back and forth.

Slowly, she drew her hands over her arms until she reached the shoulders of her leotard. She pinched them, but pulled only the left one down. She lifted her arm as she pulled, but turned around as it fell, to obstruct Ridley's view. With her head turned, she traced a pattern of a heart with her left hand. As she finished, she winked seductively again.

She turned front again, her left hand covering her breast. She squeezed and massaged it often. She brought her right hand down from where it remained on the shoulder strap and massaged her other breast through the material of the leotard. Eventually, she tugged at the neckline and popped the breast into full view.

She pinched the nipple and rubbed it between her fingers until it stiffened. She bent her head down and licked the breast, leaving a trail of moisture from its starting point at the top of her chest to her nipple. The tongue lingered momentarily on the nipple; Samus gently sucked it in her mouth for a second.

She tucked her arm under the right strap and pulled it down. She released both straps, and the leotard hung limply around her waist.

Ridley usually did not consider himself a pervert. Usually, he was only aroused by female dragons -- and only then when they were in season. Samus, however, was giving off enough pheromones to drive even the plants wild.

Samus put her finger in her mouth and sucked it for several seconds, fingering it in and out. She removed the moistened digit and, starting between her breasts, she slowly dragged it down, briefly popping into her belly button, before disappearing under her leotard. She was clearly fingering herself.

Seganegan to moan, and the moans seemed to correspond with Samus' hand motions in the crotch area of her leotard. Oh so slowly, she turned around and bent over, giving Ridley an ample view of her derriere.

She reached around with her left hand and snagged one of the wrinkles of the leotard that had bunched up at her waist. Very slowly, she pulled it down, revealing her throbbing vagina, finger pulsating between its folds.

She kicked away the leotard.

Finally, she extracted the finger, turned back around, and lay on the grass, legs spread, wordlessly inviting Ridley to partake of her fruit.

By now, Ridley's erect penis had stuck fully out of the slit it normally stayed in. He caressed it as he watched Samus dance, and now was his chance. He calmly walked forward and, careful not to hurt Samus with a misguided claw, positioned himself in a 'push up' position over her.

"Put it in me, Ridley," Samus cooed.

He moved forward gently. Her lips were of little resistance. He continued to sink deeper, and was nearly halfway in when he met some resistance.

"Wha...?" was all Ridley could say. He mentally flipped through all his human anatomy classes, in search of what it meant. "You're...a virgin?" Ridley asked, unsure if that was what it was.

"I guess so..." Samus said, then moaned. "...Please, Ridley, take me!" She wrapped her legs around as much of Ridley's waist as possible, and began to pull towards her. Ridley shrugged, and proceeded with care once again.

He gave a little push. It did not give way. He pushed harder. Samus grunted. "...do it...harder..." Samus whispered. Ridley nodded and pushed harder. It finally gave. Samus released a shriek of pain.

"Are you okay, Samus?" Ridley asked. Samus nodded. "Keep going, it'll feel better."

He continued pushing in. Samus gave out quiet moans of discomfort, but did not shriek again.

Finally, Ridley met her hip to hip. He withdrew almost completely, and started pushing back in.

He continued doing so, gradually going faster and faster. He began to drag his tongue around Samus' breasts, and lifted Samus up a little so he could massage her buttocks. He even very lightly tapped his claw atop the puckered hole of Samus' anus, sending shivers throughout the amnesiac bounty hunter.

Soon, his pace reached one thrust per second. Neither he nor Samus would last much longer.

Finally, Samus came. The pulsing walls of her vaginal canal milked Ridley's member, causing him to come as well. He shot a moderate load of semen into Samus, some oozing out to coat their pelvic regions. Exhausted, they fell to their sides, facing one another.

Samus was out of breath. "Boy...while I can't...exactly compare you...to anything else...I'd say...that was pretty damn good." Ridley remained silent and pulled Samus into his arms. He, too, was tired.

Samus snuggled against his scaly hide and soon dozed off.

~~~

Ridley pondered what had just happened.

At the moment of his penetration of her 'hymen', Samus had briefly been hurt. Rather than showing or even feeling glee, he felt concern. Why the hell did he feel concern? First of all, Samus had been his archenemy for years. Second of all, she was a human. Third of all, even disregarding the first two, he was supposed to be an asshole. Enjoying the agony of others was practically a genetic trait.

His thoughts eventually deteriorated into a long slumber.

~~~

Samus woke several hours later, rather thirsty.

She stood up, stretched, and remembered the delightful fun she had had with her...friend? Boyfriend?...Ridley. She strode casually nude into the jungle, heading towards the distant lull of a river.

After fifteen minutes, she reached its bank. She dove in, enjoying the coldness of the river. Her nipples soon grew erect as she washed her body clean from the sweat and fluids from the sex. After her brief bath, she crawled back onto shore and lay in the sun, drying and tanning.

Minutes passed. She heard a crackling in the brush and sat up. "Ridley?" she asked. Nothing.

Crackle. "Ridley? Is that you?" Once again, no reply.

Crackle. "Whoever is out there, could you please show yourself?"

Silence. Samus shrugged and lay back down.

Swoosh! Suddenly, Samus found herself in the claws of her lover, as he soared high into the air. "Ridley! You jerk! I knew it was you!" she admonished. "Did not," Ridley chided back.

Samus suddenly decided to look down. "Wheeeeeee-ha!" she shouted. She got a firm grasp on Ridley's hide and swung herself atop his back. "This is fun!" Samus called. Ridley nodded as he performed various aerial stunts -- barrel rolls, loop-de-loops, more barrel rolls -- and eventually came down again in the clearing where their lovemaking had first commenced.

Samus danced around in the knee-high grass before falling to her butt and elbows, legs spread slightly. "Care for another ride, Ridley?" Ridley's actions spoke louder than words as he took two large steps towards Samus and lowered his already erect member towards Samus' vagina.

He slid it in again, this time faster and more confident in the knowledge that Samus could take him. She immediately moaned with pleasure. Ridley slid his tongue over Samus' breasts, up her neck, and finally in her mouth. She massaged it with her own tongue and her lips, stimulating Ridley in a unique way that he could never derive from female dragons.

Ridley pounded into her harder and faster, until he once again came. Being much more relaxed the second time around, Ridley released a much larger quantity of semen. The fluid splattered out of Samus' vagina, as Ridley's throbbing penis filled it tocapacity already. It splashed the lovers' bodies, soaking them almost entirely. Ridley proceeded to pull out and began to lick the come from their bodies. Afterwards, they lay contentedly in each other's arms, all feelings of wrongness expelled from their minds...

~~~

One month later.

Samus had awoken early to gather fruit for breakfast, as she had done for the past several weeks. She had created a crude but working basket from her leotard and several branches for frames. As Samus' daily activities consisted entirely of eating, bathing, and sex, she did not see the need to wear clothes again. Which made Ridley -- oh yeah, definitely her boyfriend -- much more happier.

A twig snapped in the bushes.

Immediately, Samus was off running.

She ran south through the woods for several moments, until she came to a gentle slope towards the river. She bou dow down it and ran along the curvature of the river banks for some ways. She then hopped across several stones above the surface of the water and ran through the forest on that side of the river.

She hadn't been in this part oe woe woods before. Suddenly, a loud sound from behind her encouraged her to run faster. She and Ridley were always more aroused if she put up a really good chase.

Samus, running without care, didn't notice the overhang until too late. Her forehead impacted it at a high speed, knocking the amnesiac out cold.

~~~

Ridley became instantly concerned when Samus' footfalls had ceased. He immediately rushed to her position and gently shook her. "Samus, are you alright?" he asked. He began to shake a little harder.

~~~

Slowly, darkness receded to extreme blurriness. Finally, the world shifted into focus enough that she could see what was what. Including what she had cracked her head on.

She didn't know if it wae ble blow to her skull or the sight of her spaceship which restored her memory.

Immediately after realizing she had regained her memory, she noticed Ridley, her hated enemy, hovering inches over her. She leapt out of hiasp,asp, not noticing her nudity.

"Samus, what's wrong?" he asked concernedly. "You're not hurt, are you?"

"Stay away from me, bastard!" she spat. She noticed her arm cannon laying several feet away. She dived into a roll and had it aimed at him by the time she stood up again. Keeping Ridley covered as what seemed to be a hurt and confused look come over his features, she entered her ship.

As she dropped the blaster on the floor of the cockpit and staggered into her quarters, the memories of the past month washed over her like a flood. She could barely hold herself together long enough to crawl into the shower and turn it on before sobs wracked her body.

~~~

Ridley sat outside the ship for what seemed like hours, one thought ringing through his head.

'She's regained her memory.'

Ridley lamented the fact very much. He was pretty sure he had fallen in love with Samus; if somebody had told him two months ago that he would be pining over the loss of Samus, he would have laughed and devoured the individual.

He knew what would happen. Samus would suit up and not even hesitate to blast him to pieces. Especially if she remembered the past month.

And Ridley would let her. He would rather be dead -- permanently, this time -- than lose Samus.

He let out an ironic chuckle. Had he been able to tell himself about his love for Samus two months ago, he was sure his younger self wouldn't even hesitao rio rip the throat out of the sobbing romantic Ridley had become.

He heard the hiss of the airlock on Samus' ship, and jerked his head up.

~~~

Samus stepped out of the ship, still completely nude. 'He's seen you like this for the past month, it doesn't really matter now,' she reasoned.

"Ridley," she began. And sat down on a nearby stump.

"Samus," the dragon responded.

"Why?" The word tumbled out of her mouth.

Ridley sighed. "It's kind of complicate

"I've got time."

The dragon nodded. "Alright. At first...you came onto me."

Samus nodded. "Why didn't you take the opportunity to kill me?"

"I...well...wanted to use sex as a...weapon against you. If you were to ever regain your memory..."

"It hasn't worked too well."

Ridley thought about that comment for a moment, then continued on with his story.

"Well...it quickly became more than the aspect of future psychological torture. You were more than just a good fuck."

"What was I, then?"

He lowered his eyes a little.

"An excellent lover."

Samus' eyes narrowed. "...Lover?"

"Yes. Lover. Love. I was...is...am in love with you."

He closed his eyes, waiting for the blast of firepower sure to come. After a few moments, he opened one eye to assess the situation.

Several tears had begun to trek down Samus' face.

"When I first recalled our actions after regaining my memory, I felt extremely degraded."

Ridley nodded.

"But I began to ponder who I was, during that month. who that Samus had been. And I found something very interesting."

Ridley's attention was piqued.

"She was in love with you."

Ridley's jaw sagged open in surprise.

"The person I was during that month is gone. But the person I was before that month is gone, too. The concept of sex -- and yes, love too -- with you does not disgust me. In fact, I kind of like the idea."

Samus stood and walked towards Ridley as she talked. As she completed the sentence, she sat in his lap, facing him. "Do you like the idea, Ridley?" she whispered.

He replied with an embrace, pulling her body into his. His hard penis slid out of its sheath once more, and quickly found its way into Samus' vagina once again. He began pumping, she began to pump back. Samus leaned in to trail kisses all along his scaly snout, up and down until she reached the very tip of his nose. She planted a chaste kiss on it, then accepted Ridley's tongue into her mouth. Without warning, she leaned her head into his maw and gently pushed the jaws close, so that her head was neatly clamped. Amazingly, the sensations caused from being inside his mouth forced her to pump harder onto Ridley, until he came inside her.

Both lay in the fluids of the sex afterwards, just admiring the other's presence.

"I love you," they stated in unison.