Part 3 of 3: Different Cultures makes for Interesting Dating Scene

Posted on Thu Jan 8th, 2026 @ 2:24am by Lieutenant Urvasi Elandorn & Lieutenant (J.G.) Dylan Blake

5,138 words; about a 26 minute read

Mission: Short Treks
Location: Deck 7, Holosuite Complex, Deck 7-9
Timeline: 2439-08-03, 2018 hours (8:18 pm)

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"I had noticed you're a social butterfly," Dylan smiled. "Always gracious and keen to interact with others and befriend them. You mentioned before about the family structure, but social classes and test, how do they help you develop?"

Urvasi sighed into Dylan's side, his responses showing the differences in societal-cultural norms between Federation and L'Tandrey. So much was different, so much yet the same from a very specific viewpoint. She explained, "Social Tests and classes are to help those feeling lost, feeling shy, feeling put upon by others as their growth is not keeping pace, or cannot keep pace. Sometimes there are those who are very intelligent, or those not emotional, or those without an understanding of what it means to be a part of others rather than an island among others. Very understanding teachers... I think Federation Counselors are an equivalent, help those falling behind. The tests are performed by those who always train in the age group they are mentoring, the classes by those always training in the age group represented. After discovery, the class could be just getting a shy male together with a medium outgoing female, her showing him what it means for her to be female, and him male. It could be getting a female not understanding nuanced ear and tail movements with others of same age to walk through those same ear and tail movements." She snuggled more into Dylan's side.

"I see," he nodded and continued to stroke her fur as she nestled against him. He found her presence to be both reassuring and comforting as it had been a long time since he'd enjoyed a quiet moment with someone that didn't involve back-aching work or physical exertion.

Urvasi continued, "The classes involve a pairing male to female or female to female for nuanced understanding of Creator, Family, Profession, Activities, and self. The creator gave all freewill, to be loving, or choose other paths. Children are always the future of any society, family and their guidance produces the children to build that society, professions provide the needs of the family, activities allow for growth as a person, and yourself is the personage to interact with all others, including the Creator. As a tactile race, understanding of nuanced unspoken speech, of nuanced touching, of looking for variances in those communications. Umm, my best friend attended a couple of classes, I never did. But according to her, the teacher would go through the basics of communication, then slowly show and be shown from the student the variances in that communication, then asking how that change made the student feel, how the attraction or isolation would change towards those changes. By addressing the feelings and thoughts with the changes to communications, the student could learn and know about how they felt within the framework. Socio-enviro-political classwork is what is it known by. The framework is valid, those who are behind manage to understand who they, where they are, and develop understanding about the 'I am' of they are. No one is left behind for moving onward towards careers, towards families, and towards the future where the children of their children will know of their deeds for that family, while understanding to build their own families." Urvasi seemed to almost go into snooze next to Dylan, but she was not as she asked, "Does that help?"

"Sounds very worth while," he nodded. "With the ultimate goal to prolong generations, genes and strengthening culture. Sounds like something other races could learn from." He paused and looked down at her, still leaning upon his frame and gave her another squeeze.

"In getting to young adult age, we also go to co-mingling dorms. This way we can also intimately explore a little, but always with a chaperone close by, to experience understanding of differences between the sexes. There was usually 1 male and three females, with the females shifted every couple of months. Too many females, not enough males, but you don't want to overwhelm the male with too many females at once. Three is daunting enough. In the dorm, we were allowed touching, helping masturbate, and in advanced instances, oral. Both must be understanding and mature enough to NOT do penetration, the hymen must remain intact. That is a precious gift for our husband on wedding night, or next morning as the case may be, and why it was important to me to let you know it is intact. Anyways, we learn about how to make our presence known to the males in the sea of up to thirty females chasing the same male. Of course, there is learning that besides physical attraction, there is the personality and the presence of the male to begin knowing, and that love can grow between any female and male, it just has to be pursued, desired, and committed working towards, especially because, there are no divorces. Once married, always married, till death do us part." She sighed as she finished with, "I am so used to the various types of touches, their meanings, the casual non-verbal chatter, and making my presence known to a potential suitor. So... I hope this helps explain some of my actions and reactions, and maybe why I have been a little needy of being with you..."

"It certainly explains a lot," Dylan nodded. "In my culture the kissing, touching and flashing your underwear," he said in a lower tone with a heavy hint of approval. "Tend to come after the initial flirting and occasional awkward conversation. Though it's very easy to read the early signs incorrectly and take a wrong turn. Much like I did tonight."

Urvasi let out a giggle as she heard his words. She clarified by saying, "Yeah... my racial ladies tend to flash our underwear, a lot, while the guys tend to wear specific clothing to not flash their resulting erections.. to help maintain mystique." She snuggled into his side as she squeezed his knee, "Females flashing underwear shows willingness to be intimate in public yet try to not let the public in on their hope on capturing the males interest. You probably didn't notice, but my legs were only shifting open when directly above you, for the rest, I was specifically making sure my skirt kept my type of underwear in darkness to others. It is... a part of my dating culture." She once more shivered within his grasp, then she added, "Yeah, early signs are misunderstood between wives to husband culture and just a pairing culture." Pause... "This is asking a lot, but do you think you have enough interest in me to go on that dating journey with me?"

Dylan pressed his lips to her crown in reply. "I wouldn't be sitting here if I got cold feet now, would I?" he asked rhetorically. "I'm sure I'll make some more errors along the way, but yes I'm very much interested."

Urvasi giggled gently at the kiss and his words. She was used to rejection, underwhelming reaction, defensive reactions from anything other than her race. Yet, here was Dylan, saying he was still interested. She could not but be hopeful.

Urvasi enjoyed his touches, his stroking, as she herself returned to stroking over his leg, from knee to inner thigh, showing interest in her races way. She gave another kiss to his neck, then asked, "Dylan? Did you want to return to the Sim... or just keep being like this? I... am content either way." The muskiness of her scent deepened as she relaxed more into this date with Dylan. She just desired his company, whether experiencing her culture, or him questioning her, Dylan was with her which was the important consideration for this, to her, fourth date. She did not consider that he might not understand that their specific amounts of interactions between shifts was considered dates in her culture, she only knew what she culturally knew for where they were in her dating societal culture.

Looking down at her hand as it roamed across his thigh Dylan glanced at her no longer able to curb his lustful thoughts as she touched him. "I think I'm ready for that tuition on Vulpinoid pleasure zones you promised," he replied breathlessly.

Urvasi heard his words, and how they were delivered. She shuddered as she realized he was lost once more into her touches upon him. She shifted her hand to be just upon his upper thigh, staying away from his groin area, despite her training for more showing. She said, "I... I affected you once more, didn't I?" She almost cried, her culture and his culture being so different in reactions and desires. Then, she made a decision. Yes, she would teach him some of the Vulpinoid pleasure zones, but within a context of newly earned boyfriend.

Dylan blinked hard as she moved away and her tone sounded hurt and confused. He shifted mutely feeling shameful at his lack of understanding and control over himself.

Urvasi giggled, then whispered in a low voice, "Sorry, My date, Dylan, my pursuer, I excited you once more. I am used to pursuing Vulienrey, not dates among Terrans. I wish to help, yet relax you." She moved away from him, shifting their chairs to be facing each other. She maintained her hands with his, even while making distance between them. She demurely stated, "Time for some lessons, further ones will be at another date, okay?"

"I'm the one who should be apologizing," Dylan muttered as she rearranged their seats. "I'm sure you've heard many jokes about men and how their brain is routed through their pants," he smirked. "I'll try to keep everything under control."

"Yeah, the little head controlling the big head, thinking with the little head, the libido switch was just flipped up thank you very much, and etc," Urvasi yiffered gently. "I think many jokes about male response versus female response is in every spacefaring culture, it's just the male response is way more obvious than the females, for some strange reason." Urvasi settled herself, looking at Dylan, waiting for some of his current 'libido' to go down. She lightly blushed to herself in how that simple phrase could also have several meanings.

He willed himself to chuckle at her humor as distraction relieved she understood him instead of teasing him further.

Urvasi leaned forward as she stated, "Okay, Whisker touches are the bread and butter of Vulpinoid interaction. Light touches outside are always just everyday interaction. Middle touches are from family and dates. To the root touches, nips, and suckling actions are fiance to marriage status. On ears, the outer tip of the cups are for touches by familiar friends, outer family, and those trusted in strangers known. The inner one third from the tip is relegated to first dating, those who are trying to be part of the family without being a part of the family.

"OK, so the closer to the body the more symbolic they become," Dylan nodded. "Sounds easy enough to remember."

Urvasi shifted closer, her legs between his, parting them, but without any sexual tension. She had just put her knees and legs between his legs to show a hierarchy without definement, to show desire without commitment. She now said, "Leg spacing, hand touching upon legs, denote attraction as well as family commitment to that family. Now for the final lesson..."

"Erm..." Dylan's voice faltered as her furry legs nestled between his, their knees lightly touching as if caressing. Though he promised to master himself Dylan enjoyed the shape of her long, strong legs and exposed thighs protruding underneath her skirt. Her soft hair tickled his bare skin and instantly he desired to stroke them, however Urvasi continued to hold his hands and explain patiently. His eyes traveled up her torso noticing for the first time she wasn't wearing a bra, the roundness of her bosom and small peaks were visible in the dull light of the immobilized simulation.

Feeling his body react Dylan pushed the thought aside and regained the use of the voice to form the question he wanted to say: "Family commitment to family? As if in marriage?"

Urvasi yiffered as she answered, "Well, to include marriage, yes. However, family commitment to family can be children to mom, dad, or mommers, could be cousin touching, can be hopefully future date touching. Okay, first off, outer thighs are for anyone close, as in friend or family, like this." She did a quick, light slap upon his outer thigh. "Affirmation of being closer will be a press, then release." She pressed her hand into Dylan's left outer thigh, then dropped away. "Kids older than 6 Terran will remain touching for long periods if needing courage, while dating males are females with stroke along the outer thigh... like this." Urvasi stroked along his outer thigh with a light pressing movement. "Now, the skirt normally is the line not to cross unless further into second stage dating. So, go ahead, you try."

His brows snapped as she drummed his thigh understandingly with sudden clarity the Vulienrey actively encouraged a controlled level of roughness and dominance into their dating and relationship structure. Considering the ratio of one to eight or so he should have anticipated the women would look to the male for dominance and power for protection to maintain order among his pride or whatever the collective term was. "Like this?" he asked running his fingers against her leg, feeling the firm muscles beneath the orange fur. "Second level of dating, remind me what that is again?"

Urvasi thought about it, even as she was lightly distracted by enjoying his hand running over her fur on her thigh. She replied, "I think we covered these in passing, maybe? Anyways, definitely a refresher is in order." She settled herself, then began her 'course'. "Dating is considered to be in four stages, then marriage. First Stage is light touches, teasing, kissing, getting near, intimate area teasing brushing, but never directly touching the intimate areas. It is a time for getting to know the quirks and personality of the other person to determine if dating should go further or if an amicable 'no longer dating' is the best choice. I think we are in a kind between first and second zone of dating... at least how I have been treating it."

He nodded wordlessly allowing her to continue without interruption.

Urvasi continued, "Second Stage is now similar to like Terrans Second Base slang. Touching over the intimate parts is now allowed while all the considerations of the First Stage are still in play. Depending upon the couple, this can go all they way to masturbation in front of each other, or mutual masturbation, even a shower together. It is a way to learn about the erotic zones of the partner, their desires for touches, what is allowed and not allowed for touching, all the while still talking about careers, meanings behind desires in dating, understanding what each person wants out of dating and a marriage. Sometimes, when both trust each other very much, sleeping in the nude is done."

"I see," again Dylan nodded understanding why she assigned them as in between these stages and continued to stroke her thigh in gentle circular motions.

Urvasi continued, "Third Stage is allowing oral into the mix, along with more discovery with touches about each others more intimate erotic thoughts and desires, besides the now considered heavy dating to fiance status. Now, there is a grey area. Some cultures don't allow any type of intimate activity other than mutual masturbation while others will allow up to backdoor sex, just never coitus. That is reserved for marriage."

Urvasi shifted as she finished with, "Fourth Stage is Fiance. That means the couple are getting married unless something catestrophic occurs. It is normally in this stage when cultures not allowing anything allow for anything except coitus. My culture will now allow back door if not already done in Third stage. However, once married, the couple are together forever even as they look for their next wife to join the family." Urvasi remembered something she offered Dylan earlier and so she added, "Dylan, among Vulienrey, we are used to oral in discovery about each others bodies... so, sometimes a lady will offer oral to her date to get him settled for their date as the desires can overwhelm clear thinking. Hence what I said earlier. I.. hope that information helps."

A wide smirk touched his lips: "I think it's safe I've fallen into that category a couple of times tonight."

Urvasi yiffered as she said, "Okay, more about thigh zones on our next date. Now, ears." Urvasi moved Dylan's hands to her ears. She moved his finger/thumb along her outer inner ears one third of the way. She replied, "The first one-third of the ears are for social interactions, nothing denoting for dating or seriousness. The outer third of ears and tail are for social interaction with others without intimate desires. These are available for anyone. Yet... " She smiled, "Continuous rubbing along the one third of the ears shows dating as touches are different from continuous rubbing along that one third." Urvasi blushed, then continued, "You see.. our ears are sensitive to touches, kind of connecting to our nethers.. our sexes.. both male and female... so, touches are affirmations, continuous rubs are sensuous and dating... while nips, bites, and chewing are for families." She deeply blushed, then asked, "So... does this help? Can you focus in being my date, not social, not family?" Urvasi was not sure if she penetrated Dylan's sexual desires to plant the seeds of the multi-intimate level dynamic of the Vulpinoids races.

"I must confess I'll probably get this wrong a few times," Dylan chuckled as he stroked her ears as she'd described. "I guess I'll need to practice until I get it right. A bit of trial and error so apologies in advance if I tug your tail too strongly or fumble with your whiskers."

Urvasi giggle-yiffered, a rather exotic and erotic sound. "Apologizes in advance accepted." She leaned closer to make it easier on Dylan to access her rather expressive ears. "And, truth, it takes a lot to actually hurt them... young kitlings learning to a lot of hard yanks and tugs... when dealing with kitlings, you... I got used to it. Besides, you're doing marvelous." Her eyes seemed to close a bit, then she opened them and said, "I have an idea."

"Sounds like controlling our young with tonnes of patience is common in both our cultures," Dylan smirked while enjoying the way she seemed to melt under his relativity untrained touch. He paused as Urvasi snapped out of her trance and began to move about again.

Urvasi moved his hand away, stood up, then shifted Dylan sideways into the booth. She now sat down between his legs with her tail coming under her and on down into the booth floor. She brought his right hand down and to be just under the bottom of her Blouse, then his left hand up to be able to play with her whiskers and ear. She put her right arm over his right arm, then her left along his left upper thigh past his shorts near his knee. She snuggled back into him, then said, "There, you can practice your strokes, tugs, and pulls.. besides feeling the difference in my fur along my abdomen versus my upper thighs. The fur gets.. softer, silkier, along the front of the body as well as getting close to the intimate zones. For comparison, you can stroke my fur above and bellow my belly button, along my outer, upper, and inner thighs, my arms, besides my neck and hair. I have seven zones of types of fur along my body. I figured you might like this, seeing as Terrans have sparse hair except on head and groin. And please, let me know if I am doing okay where my hands and arms are, okay?"

"Sure," Dylan managed to speak after she'd finished arranging their limbs. Her natural fragrance, firm, well proportioned body pressing against him and comforting warmth was again testing his restraint. Focusing his attention instead to the careful movements of his fingers Dylan tried to sound casual and relaxed.

"Some do have more hair than others," he began. "I've met individuals with sizeable amounts on their chests or backs, they of course there's the beard. Starfleet protocol dictates how long I'm allowed to grow mine but outside of regulations there are some pretty extravagant styling options." He concentrated on maintaining pressure on her whiskers as he slid fingers down their length. "It was fashionable for a time for both men and women to style their pubic hair often having it all removed to leave the skin smooth for a time until it regrew."

Urvasi yiffered in thinking about various styles of beards and mustaches. She answered, "Well, in living on Existence Point Planet in the Federation Territories, I have seen many of those extravagant styles, as well as 'chest carpets' and 'back hair mats.' However, on styling pubic hair, I have seen some in showering with other races... I.. just never paid it no mind, thinking it was natural as my race's pubic hair is fine and very silky, with none next to the genitals. And, your whisker pulling is perfect, feels so nice. So, hair, fur, other questions?"

"Do you have to follow a regular routine to look after your fur?" Dylan continued. "Does it change with the seasons and shed?"

Urvasi snorted out a giggle before settling down with a reminiscence sigh. "Sorry about that snorted laughter.. the question with seasons and shed always comes up, with other races surprised that no, we don't shed. Our fur grows to a certain length, then stops. Same with whiskers, all three types. I have sweat glands all over my body, and races with sweat glands tend to have all hair growth areas except top of head either have a specific length of growth or very slow growth. While my race calls it fur as that seems to be the consensus, just think of me as a hairy all over lady." She yiffered in humor.

"Huh," Dylan chuckled slightly. "That's a bit of a relief. I share quarters with Lieutenant Rrawran, and though we don't cross paths often I can always tell when he's been there. I find small tumbleweeds of hair in the shower sometimes or scattered across the floor."

Urvasi stilled for a moment as she replied, "Really? Maybe there are some races that shed? Sorry, I only know the L'Tandrey Protectorate races, and while we do lose some hair, it never seems to be the fur." She snorted out a short laugh. "Then again, Rrawran has a lot of long hair around his neck and the back of his head. What you are finding could be just hair loss... I myself have a hair catcher in the bottom drain to catch the hair from my head that I lose... Anyways, let me continue."

Urvasi continued, "On a regular routine, yes. My body produces oils to help keep parasites away, keep my fur soft or wiry depending upon location, and regulate my skin fauna and hydration. Thus, quick showers with only washing the hair, underarms, and genitals is done each day. Once a week, I will take a long bath with essential oils to help my skin and fur after several days of quick showers. For my hair, I have an all natural shampoo with conditioner, then after the shower, an application of botanicals for my scalp, ears, and around eyes. I perform 150 brushes for my blond hair and it lies naturally this way. For the rest of my fur, yes, I take a brush over my body which quickly causes my fur to shed any water picked up from the showers. However, on the bath, I take an hour to extensively brush to get my body oils back through my fur."

"You actually have a bath in your quarters and water!" Dylan jolted with surprise before relaxing back and resumed his stroking of her torso. "We have to make do with a sonic shower - I mean it's very practical and efficient but...boring." He moaned longingly at the prospect of such luxuries and privacy.

Urvasi yiffered in humor, then added, "Well, it is for my health. Sonics tend to vibrate all the oils from my hair, fur, and skin, and doing that every day caused so many skin issues. Once in a while is fine, but... I gather Starfleet has had other L'Tandrey Officers in Starfleet, one notable one was Captain Ashata Chen Shrin of the USS Alicorn, and then in the near past was a Vulpiandrey, one Commander Zephryn Kaldiran who was posted on the Enterprise. So, with their health known, I had a shower/bath module already in my quarters when I arrived. I will have to invite you over for a game night... and let you use the facilities."

"That's very generous of you," Dylan was touched by her offer. "I promise not to make a mess or fall asleep in the tub."

Urvasi let out a chest giggle with a yiffer intertwined with it. "Yeah, falling asleep in the tub can be hazardous to your health. Let's see, routine.."

Urvasi yiffered gently, this yiffer different from the laughing yiffer. It was softer, seeming more exotic and intimate. She said, "For our date, I verified my musk smells and tastes to make sure I have been eating healthy and am healthy. After that, I took a short bath, then I put an oil mixture with flower essence onto the brush and went through my fur over my body. I dabbed lilac perfume at the base of each ear, each wrist, and my tail root. Of course, an all natural deodorant, except it is liquid and applied with a comb like device. My hair I brushed 150 times, like always." She thought a moment, then said, "I have musk glands at the base of my whiskers besides the typical feminine area, just FYI. So, other questions, and... how are you doing on time?"

Behind her Dylan's brow crinkled as Urvasi continued to explain her routine for tonight's meeting versus his own noting how they both made an effort to impress one another. Though he hadn't gone as far as tasting his own musk - the confession deepened his frown and dismissed it as a seemingly normal thing for her to do. "Well, I can confirm you smell lovely," he deliberately inhaled deeply. "And, as I said before I always have questions but..." he sighed. "Without asking the computer because I'm afraid of what it will say I suspect we've been here a lot longer than we'd planned."

Urvasi shifted herself to show Dylan she was enjoying being up against him, then she said out in a low, inviting voice, "Awww, Dylan, that is so sweet, letting me know how I smell to you. I am here, close, so in my culture, that means I enjoy your smell as well... but, I bet you didn't know that, so... I enjoy your smell, so thanks for your dating preparations." She now hrmphed, then yiffer/chuckled, a pleasant sound that was exotic, but not erotic. Her tonal qualities mixed in with emotions changed how the yiffers sounded to others, and to herself. "Yeah,on time, I think so too. We have been talking a lot about questions we have about each other, and, unfortunately, a lot about me as I have the more unusual culture with its familial and social impacts. So, quick eat? Or... just shut it down, go to the senior officer mess hall, my treat, and call it a night?"

Perhaps it was against the correct etiquette Dylan opted to wrap his arms around her pulling Ursavi into a tight embrace.

Urvasi put her arms over the top of his to enjoy this moment with him. She let out a deep murring sound in pleasure in being like this, with her date, Dylan.

"I think we should dine in the mess," he replied, this voice muffled in her fur. "Otherwise we'd run the risk of staying here even longer. Then to bed, separately of course," he joked.

Urvasi nodded while her ears flicked against Dylan's cheek. She joked back, wiggling lightly in his grasp, "Separate? Aww, what's the fun in that?" She stopped and let out a breath. "Okay, time to get out of here." She kept her arms over Dylan's as she shifted, then used her core and legs to pull Dylan into a standing position. She felt something near her tail as she whispered gently, "Ohh, helloooo.." She turned around in his grasp, put her arms around him, gave him a kiss, and said, "Felt nice, Dylan. Computer, end program."

The scene of the restaurant went away to show the muted lighting of the Holodeck. She made a decision, then said, "Common, let's get to my quarters to get you relieved, my treat, then to the senior officers mess for dinner."

Surprised at the apparent ease Urvasi had in moving both their bodies upward into a standing position Dylan hadn't paid attention to his body until she kissed him and voiced her compliment.

His cheeks bloomed: "Yeah, sorry about that..."

The scene of the restaurant went away to show the muted lighting of the Holodeck. She made a decision, then said, "Common, let's get to my quarters to get you relieved, my treat, then to the senior officers mess for dinner."

"Urvasi - " Dylan said quickly still flushed with embarrassment. He was about to politely decline her offer and brush it all away before it developed into something awkward. The words however melted away as he accepted this was in her culture a perfectly normal thing to do. Who was he to turn down an offer of some intimate fun with the woman who entranced him? Still he couldn't quite quash being absolutely certain: "But only if you're sure."

Urvasi let out a low, erotic yiffer. "Yes, I am very sure. After all, I kind of have been unmercilessly teasing you all evening, so let me help you out, I want to do this for you, for us. And, after that... dinner in the Senior Officers mess."

Urvasi led the way out of the Holodeck and headed to the turbolift, all the while staying close and just in front of Dylan to keep his predicament hidden from those they passed by. In the turbolift, she backed into him and grabbed his arms to put around her as she snuggled. She said, "Deck 5." After the turbolift opened, she took him to room 44, hers, and led him inside.

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