Maps Fan Fiction ❯ Unexpected Circumstances ❯ Adjusting to the New ( Chapter 1 )

Unexpected Circumstances

By: A-Z Mark II

Disclaimer: Don't own.

 

Chapter 1: Adjusting to the New

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Hoshimi absently twirled a light-pen in her fingers as she scanned the data rolling across the screen in front of her. As she had come to do in the last few years, she came here to the computer room when she needed to think or when she was bored. Her timeline of the history of the universe was coming along, but she doubted that it would be finished in her lifetime. Almost unwilling, she brushed the back of her fingers across her belly, just below her navel. Maybe my children will carry on the work; when and if Gen and I decide to have any. she amended the initial thought.

Leaning back in the comfortable high-backed chair, she considered the last few years. “Certainly not how I pictured my life.” she murmured, though for some reason, her lips kept twitching upward into a smile. Snatched by `aliens', taken to places where no human has ever been, fighting a secret war against the single most advanced race in the universe, finding out my boyfriend is descended from some group of star tribe…oh, yeah! Not what I pictured at all! Her mind touched on some of the things she had seen and learned in the last few years. Still, it has had its moments. Those nebula effects are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen; so far, anyway! Her eyes touched the corner of the screen, seeing the galactic date and time displayed there.

Touching a control, she saw the date flicker, then display the current day and time on Earth, currently more than one million light years away. Seeing the figure, she blinked. “It's been that long since we left?” she asked, shocked. Yes, she had learned about the time-lag in light speed travel in school, but Lipumira was capable of significant warp, and - in an emergency - she could attempt a gravity collapse jump. Hoshimi remembered the look in Lipumira's eyes when she cautioned them that such a move was a last-ditch option, as the odds of successful jump were about one in ten.

The hiss of the door sliding open caught her by surprise. “Hoshimi?” came a familiar voice. “Is everything ok?” asked the leggy blonde in the doorway. Hoshimi smiled at the woman.

“I'm fine, Lipumira.” she assured the woman. “Just thinking a bit.” she added.

“I see.” replied the woman. “Do you want me to fix dinner tonight?” she asked her younger friend. The dark haired girl shook her head.

“No, I'll do it.” she said, rising from the chair, which immediately folded down and vanished into the foot of the console. “Is Gen going to be back by then?” she asked the taller blonde. Lipumira nodded.

“Lim will have him back by then. She called me just before they went into high-speed warp. She should be here in time for dinner.” replied the blonde. Hoshimi smiled.

“It will be good to see him after he's been gone for so long.” she said softly. Her groin tingled. See? came a thought from a part of her mind. I think something other than `seeing' him is what you have in mind!

“What is on your mind, Hoshimi?” asked the blonde as the two entered the kitchen area. Flinching, she desperately thought of a diversionary topic.

“I was…just thinking that it doesn't seem like fifteen Earth years have passed since we all met.” she said, her tone trying for bored and sincere. Lipumira's blue eyes settled on her.

“Is there something about that fact that bothers you?” she asked the girl. “I run on Galactic time, and since I do not age, I have little consideration for time other than as a navigation tool.” she noted. Hoshimi shrugged.

“I know. It's just, if I had stayed on Earth, I'd be thirty one by now.” she said. Frowning, she considered something. “I guess I am thirty one.” she muttered. Lipumira looked at her quizzically.

“I thought you and Gen decided to ignore the passing Earth time and live on galactic time like me and my sisters.” she observed. Hoshimi slowly nodded.

“We have. It's just that Earth is our home planet, and though we will likely never go back, it's hard to forget your birthplace, you know?” she tried explaining. Lipumira shook her head.

“I'm sorry, Hoshimi, but I actually don't know.” she said softly. Hoshimi knew that the truths that the three of them had uncovered in the last few years had not always been kind to the Gweiss girls, as she and Gen thought of Lipumira, Lipulim, Shian and Daine. Losing her closest sister like that couldn't have been any easier on her than it would have been for a real human. remembered Hoshimi, a bit guiltily. Let's change the topic, girl. she decided.

“Anyway, do you remember the day we first met?” she asked, her smile back. Lipumira smiled as well.

“I doubt that any of us will forget that day.” she said softly. As they prepared the meal, the two fell to discussing it between themselves and the circumstances following that fateful meeting.

-

“Whatcha thinking about, Gen?” chirped the raspberry sherbet-haired girl who glommed on to the young man. Gen Tokishimi chuckled as he ruffled her hair. While his initial meeting with Lim had been disastrous to say the least, she was now counted as family, as was Shian. Daine, on the other hand, was another matter. I'm not sure if it is good news, or bad news we have for Lipumira. he mused darkly.

“Nothing much, Lim,” he replied, the young girl climbing into his lap. “Just eager to see Hoshimi and Lipumira again.” he said, hugging her to himself. Lim may look like a girl of fifteen, but she was thousands of Earth years old. And even then, she is the youngest of the Gweiss sisters. thought the young man, seeing Lim pout.

“Don't you like being with me?” she asked, her tone vaguely hurt. Gen laughed.

“Of course I like being with you!” he replied honestly. Lim was a blast to be with; sometimes literally. “It's just that…” he began, only to have Lim touch his lips with her fingertip.

“It's just that prefer your women with bigger tits.” she giggled. “Well, you'll just have to be content with me the way I am.” she purred. Gen pulled her finger off his lips.

“Actually, I'm fine with you the way you are.” he noted. “And I was going to say `it's just that Hoshimi worries about me'.” he added. Lim giggled, leaning back against him. Like her sisters, she preferred skimpy clothes, her outfit made of barely enough material for a decent jacket back on earth. Not that that is a complaint, or anything! he thought lecherously. Feeling a giggle against his chest, he glanced at Lim. “What?” he asked her.

“I was just thinking of how different you are now from when we first met.” she said, resting her head against his shoulder. “You humans are fast to adapt.” she noted.

“We kind of have to be.” he murmured. “Though it was not as fast then as it is now.” he mused, smiling. Lim looked up at him.

“Tell me about it?” she asked him. Gen glanced at the bridge displays, which showed a blurred haze of stars screaming past her hyper-warping form. “We have time.” said Lim, knowing what he was going to ask. Accepting her word, he nodded.

“Very well.” he agreed. “I won't bother with the initial meeting, as you know about that.” he decided, feeling Lim nod against his shoulder. Settling her slight form more comfortably on his lap and finding a comfortable hold on her slim form, he began to tell her about those first few months and years between him, Hoshimi and Lipumira.

-

The Earth was far behind them, Pluto a swiftly receding spec on the display. Lipumira was prepping for a jump to warp drive. They didn't have a particular destination - just anywhere a long way away from Earth. Lipumira's wounds from Daine's attack on them in the core of the planet were healed, and the wounds to her outer form were nearly healed, courtesy of the nano-bots and the materials used to build her and her sisters.

The three of them were sitting in the `lounge' as it were, a room between the living quarters, kitchen, dining room and bridge. The work spaces were further down, and the engines took up most of Lipumira's `hips' and `legs'. While thoroughly alien in nature, the room was oddly comfortable to the two Earthers.

Sitting side-by-side on a couch-like furnishing, the two waited for Lipumira to focus on them. When she did, she smiled. “We are in warp, traveling on a random trajectory for a random system. But right now, we need to discuss certain things.” she said, her tone serious.

“Um, excuse me?” said Hoshimi, raising her hand like she was in class.

“Yes?” replied Lipumira.

“I was wondering why we are running. Didn't that other ship get caught in the core of the planet?” she asked. Lipumira smiled a cold smile.

“I hope so.” she replied tightly. “But I can't be sure. Since I am a renegade, I have to run instead of fight whenever I can, or I wouldn't survive my sisters' wrath for long.” she said, her tone going from cold to dark in one sentence. “Daine could have found a way out, so I chose to run. Right now, the only thing that I have to worry about is finding the star maps.” she continued. “You two, however, have other concerns.” she redirected the conversation.

“We do?” wondered Gen. He and Hoshimi exchanged looks. Unconsciously, Hoshimi grasped his hand. Lipumira nodded.

“Yes.” she said simply. “First and foremost, you are not like me. This ship can sustain an environment comfortable for your biological necessities, but not all places we are likely to go are as flexible.” she began. “Another thing is your lack of any language skills of any use off your planet. And there is the danger of prolonged warp drive on your bodies, the possible injuries you might suffer in the fight against the Mystic Ones, the sustained hard radiation common to deep space, systemic shock from telepathic races, your lack of ability to use common energy and kinetic weapons…the list is quite long.” she noted.

“But, we can understand you just fine!” protested Gen. Lipumira unexpected smiled.

“Actually, you can't. I am speaking Japanese because my nanites programmed me with the language I needed to contact you. Observe.” she said. The next words from her mouth were beyond all recognition to the two. “You see? I simply switched off the translation node. To my knowledge, only I have bothered to catalog any language you might know. We will not be working anywhere near where any human tongue is spoken, so we need to make it so you can communicate with other races.” she said.

“So we have to learn alien languages?” asked Hoshimi. “I have a hard time with human languages!” she sighed. Lipumira smiled.

“Don't worry.” she soothed the girl. “It is simple enough to install a nanite translation colony in your mind.” Hoshimi gulped.

“M…mind?” she asked faintly. Lipumira nodded.

“Yes. Nanite tech is the most reliable means for this kind of thing, as well as being useful in other areas such as medical and environmental protection, as well as location and data acquisition.” she said simply. Seeing the look on Hoshimi's face, she frowned. “Do humans have some taboo against technology?” she wondered.

Gen took over. “Not as such, but nanite tech is hardly even theory on our world, let alone practical, and as we understand it, it is potentially very dangerous.” he explained. Lipumira nodded.

“I see.” she said. “For a low-tech civilization like yours to control nanites would be difficult, but you can trust me when I say that the majority of the space races have total mastery over them.” Seeing the look on the girl's face, she pushed a bit harder. “And really, there isn't a choice, as humans do not possess the physiological ability to speak a large number of the languages you will need to speak. It is painless, fast, safe and reliable.” she pushed. The two exchanged looks.

“Ok.” said the young couple. “What else?” asked Gen.

“We need to familiarize you with energy weapons as well as train both of you in zero-G techniques.” she said. “I am even now preparing the suits you and Hoshimi will need in case your find yourself in deep space without me. In addition, I need to log your biological data into my medical systems so I can treat you in the event of an injury or a sickness. The sooner this is done, the better.” she said.

“So, you're going to do what to us to log us into your medical systems?” asked Gen. Lipumira stood.

“Just some scans and sampling.” she said. Why don't we go ahead and get that taken care of?” she suggested. Standing, the two followed her down a level to the room where she had first taken Gen when she `contacted' him. Gen's leg was bothering him, but Lipumira said that once she had his bios logged, she could use some regeneration techniques to repair the injury as if it had never happened.

Since he was injured, Gen went first. Lipumira put him back on the table and ran her scanner over him again, this time using a deeper scan and building a bible of human physiology as she went. After a few passes, the scanner disappeared into the wall again. “Ok, take off your clothes and let's get the wound taken care of.” she said. Gen hesitated. “If you don't take off the clothes, the regeneration will fix your pants, not your leg.” noted Lipumira. “Or is there a taboo about nudity among Earthers?” she wondered. As an engineered living brain for her outer ship form, she had no concept of modesty or any aversion to nakedness.

“Ah, never mind.” he said, quickly getting undressed. Hoshimi tried not to stare at him. Though they had been `steady' for nearly a year and a half, she had not seen him naked, and the two had barely explored each other. Having grown from friends to lovers had slowed their physical closeness to a degree. Hoshimi swallowed a mouthful of drool as she pretended not to be checking him out.

The wound on his thigh from shrapnel looked messy, but as he lay back down on the table, a soft blue glow formed over his thigh and it began to close itself. Within ten minutes, his leg was as good as new, without even a scar to show for it. During the entire time, Hoshimi's eyes had not left his naked form.

Because she was so intent on her covert peeking, she was caught off guard by Lipumira touching her shoulder. “What?” she gasped, realizing that Gen was sitting up, preparing to stand.

“I said, you're next.” said the blonde. The girl froze for a second.

“I…can wait outside.” offered Gen. Though I'd rather not! he thought, feeling his dick stir. He swiftly reached for his boxers. Hoshimi had caught the sudden growth of his member. Feeling a tingle in her pussy, she shook her head.

“That's ok.” she said softly, taking off her uniform jacket. “I…don't mind.” she said, nearly whispering as she untied the school bow and began to unbutton her blouse. Lipumira watched the girl undress with amused interest.

“That is a lot of work.” she observed. “Maybe you should adopt some more functional clothes.” she mused. Hoshimi glanced at the ribbons-as-clothes of the blonde and blinked.

“Um, I don't think that I'd look good in your clothes.” she said, coloring a bit. Reaching behind herself, she unfastened her bra and set it aside before hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pushing them off. Straightening, she blushed as she caught Gen staring at her naked form. Averting her eyes, she caught the bulge in his shorts. Oddly reassured, she stepped to the bed and lay down, the scanner making its first pass.

Gen spent the next fifteen minutes drooling over Hoshimi's naked form. God, I never knew she was so hot! he thought, admiring her pale breasts, topped with dark brown nipples, currently semi-erect. Looking down, he saw that she had a small patch of hair above her nest, and he could tell that she trimmed it. His erection throbbed. Looking a little closer, he could see the faint tan lines from her swimsuit. Closer inspection revealed two sets of tan lines. There were the darker ones from her school swimsuit, and a second, fainter, set from a bikini. Seeing the pattern, he blinked. Man, I'd love to see that suit on her! I never knew she would even own something that small, let alone wear it enough to get tan lines! he thought, his lust growing.

“Don't stare.” whispered Hoshimi, though she hardly sounded upset. Gen blinked, but couldn't look away from her naked form. Hoshimi smiled to herself. Lipumira interrupted the two.

“Hoshimi, you can get up now, if you wish.” said the blonde. Hoshimi sat up and put her feet on the floor, peeking over at Gen. A thought occurred to her.

“Gen?” she said, reaching for her panties, “Can you wait outside for a minute? I need to talk to Lipumira alone for a sec.” she asked, settling her panties on her hips. Nodding jerkily, he moves toward the door. Once it had closed behind him, she turned to look at Lipumira.

“Well, what did you want to talk about?” asked the blonde.

“You will probably need to make a couple more scans of me later this month.” said the girl. “There are changes in a woman's body every month that you might not know about, and I need to know if you can replicate some hygienic supplies I need.” she said.

“Oh?” asked Lipumira. “What kind of changes, and what are these supplies made of?” she wondered. Before she knew it, she was explaining about periods and reproductive cycles to the blonde. It was hard to remember that the woman in front of her was not human, and therefore knew nothing about the issues Hoshimi was concerned with. After a good half hour, Lipumira had a solid overview of human female reproduction, as well as the male side.

“I see.” she said simply. “I will tune your nanite injection to deal with this situation.” she said simply. Hoshimi blinked.

“Tune?” she asked blankly. Lipumira nodded.

“Yes. I can tune it so that it will regulate your ovulation, hormonal changes and fertility, eliminating this `period' event until you wish to reproduce.” she said. “I can imagine that a monthly event like that would be inconvenient on your planet, but such an occurrence in space could be fatal.” she continued. “So, we will just eliminate it until you are ready to reproduce.” she concluded simply.

“You mean, I won't get my period until I am ready to have a baby?” asked Hoshimi, liking the idea. Lipumira nodded.

“Exactly.” she said. Raising her voice, she called out “Gen, please come back in now.” A few moments later, the door slid open and Gen entered the room. Stepping to a small console, Lipumira withdrew two small items. Handing one to Gen, she handed the second to Hoshimi. “Nanite colony preparation is complete.” she announced. “Place these against your neck, over you vein.” she instructed them. The two did as asked, and the small, thin metal-like items vanished when they touched their necks. For just an instant, the two felt an odd sensation, like something was crawling around inside them, then, they felt normal.

“Is that all there is to it?” asked Gen. Lipumira nodded.

“Yes. It will take a few hours for the colonies to reach full growth, but then, you will be ready; at least, physically.” she corrected herself. “As for experience, I think we should start your training in zero-G survival tomorrow.” she said.

A grumbling roar came from Gen's stomach, breaking the odd mood that had settled in on the group. Laughing together, the group heaved a collective sigh of relief. “Well, I think we should feed that.” giggled Hoshimi. “Where's the kitchen?” she asked the blonde woman.

-

The kitchen had been the most familiar room in the ship. Hoshimi had run into another issue, though, as she surveyed the stores. Lipumira had little requirement for fancy food or for large amounts of it. So, her stores were fairly utilitarian. Protein slabs, some strange-looking vegetables of some sort, and water were the bulk of the stores.

Hoshimi and Lipumira had held a somewhat lengthy talk about food, and though it meandered between biology, nutrition, nanite capabilities and room for such stores, it was generally agreed that Hoshimi would outfit the galley so she could make food like she and Gen were used to. Being more capable in the kitchen than less, she found a way to make the protein slabs taste somewhat good, and dinner was soon ready. Water to drink was not new to the two young lovers, though they kind of wished they had soda or even beer. Hoshimi, for her part, made a mental note to see if she could find some wine or something similar, as she had begun to work with foreign dishes recently, and found that she liked the added flexibility that gave her. And wine can be used for other things, as well! she thought happily.

Over dinner - such as it was - the three discussed their situation. Since the ship was essentially Lipumira's body, she had final say in where they went and how the pursued the quest, but she was open to new suggestions. Gen and Hoshimi had a lot to learn, but they also were a fresh set of eyes on the problem, and Lipumira wasn't about to discard their questions and interpretation of events just because they were new to the game. She told them that she had decided to bring them out of warp for a bit, then warp in a new direction, to make anyone looking for them have to work a lot harder.

When asked where they were headed, she had said that there was a small settlement outpost about twenty light years from Earth that they would briefly stop at to get provisions to Hoshimi's specifications and to do a check on the repairs to her hull. She had explained that these small settlement outposts were basically black market hotspots, and while their presence would be noted and word would eventually reach the Mystic Ones and her sisters, they would be long gone by the time that either of their enemies could get there.

Talk ran late, and before they knew it, they were both yawning. It had been a long and stressful day for all of them, but most especially for Hoshimi and Gen. Lipumira was feeling the effects of the battle with her sister as well, and could do with some rest. “Come on. Let's get some rest.” she said, standing. The two humans did likewise. Leading them down one level, she turned to a door on a short hallway. “This is the bedroom.” she said simply.

The door slid open to reveal a surprisingly large room, with a big bed, a desk-like place to the side, and a closet, though what was in there was anyone's guess, as Lipumira's clothes couldn't take up more room than a bandana. Hoshimi blinked. “This is…surprising.” she said. Lipumira reached up and pulled a few hairpins from her hair, letting the golden tresses fall to mid-back. Touching the disc-like ornament on her hip, she released whatever held the ribbons in place and they slipped to the floor, leaving her naked. Hoshimi felt her cheeks color a bit as she saw the high, firm breast topped with warm pink nipples and the neat patch of blonde hair at her groin.

“S…so, where are we staying?” managed Gen. Lipumira glanced at them.

“I already told you, this is the bedroom.” she replied. “Get ready for bed, you two.” she prompted, stepping to the bed and tugging the cover and sheet back. Slipping into the bed, she yawned. Hoshimi looked at Gen, who was having a hard time swallowing. “Another taboo?” came Lipumira's voice.

Not getting an answer, she sat up, letting the sheet fall to her hips. “Look,” she said, her tone firm, “you are no longer on Earth, and right now, you are the only humans within fifteen light years. You are going to be dealing with space-faring races from now on, and you will find that the customs and mores of these races vary a lot from what you knew before today. You are going to have to come to terms with the changes in your circumstances, and that means putting your past behind you.”

Looking at them, she went on after a moment's pause. “You are lovers, are you not?” she asked bluntly. “And you have already seen each other naked, so what does it matter if you see each other or me naked again?” she reasoned.

“B…but we're not married!” protested Hoshimi weakly. “We shouldn't have se…I mean, share a bed until then.” she backtracked. Lipumira pursed her lips.

“What is `marriage', anyway?” she asked the girl. “If you mean the pairing a male and female of your species, is that not already what you are?” she countered. Hoshimi blushed. I didn't want to talk about this in front of Gen! she thought.

“Can't we talk about this later?” she squeaked out. “We can just sleep elsewhere.” she reasoned. Lipumira shook her head.

“This is the only bedroom on the ship, and the other rooms are not set up for sleeping. My automated maintenance and upkeep systems run through there under sleep cycle time, and periodically, they collapse the rooms and reform them to keep the metals from unnecessary fatigue.” she explained. “This is not a house, you know; it's a starship. And as such, room is at a premium and since I usually do not have anyone aboard me, my and my sister ships were not made with extra quarters.” she explained. Seeing Gen open his mouth, she shook her head. “And no, I cannot create more rooms - my entire mass is already assigned a function and form.” she pre-empted him.

Seeing more fidgeting from the two of them, she sighed. “You do not have much choice in this matter.” she said evenly. “Your social values are of no use here, and are more likely to get you killed than to help you. The traditions of one tiny planet in a back-water system hardly prepare you for what you will see and face among the millions of systems. Put them behind you, before they cost you your life.” she said. Laying back, she plumped a pillow under her head. “Lights go out in two minutes.” she cautioned them.

With no further debate, Gen touched Hoshimi's shoulder and began to undress. Sighing, Hoshimi did likewise. It's not like I wasn't planning on doing this anyway, but I never thought there'd be another woman in the bed when I did, and I certainly didn't consider the possibility that I'd be on a spaceship when I slept with him for the first time! She froze at the last part of her thoughts, her panties half-way to her knees. God! Why did I automatically take it in that sense?! I mean, yeah, I love him, and he's cute and I planned to give him my virginity, but…! “Hoshimi?” came Gen's soft voice.

“Eep!” was all he got in reply before the lights went out. Squeezing her shoulder gently, he tugged her toward the bed. Hoshimi, caught with her panties at mid-thigh, stumbled as she tried to pull them back up or push them on off. Gen felt her stumble and grabbed at her, using his hand on her shoulder as a guide to guess where her body was. He did succeed in catching her. But in doing so, Hoshimi felt her panties tear, and suddenly, she was pressed to Gen's somewhat muscular chest, her breasts pressed flat against him, and a warm, hard thing poking her at the junction of her leg and hip, just to the right of her pubic hair. That's his…! she thought, before jerking herself upright and away from him.

“Hoshimi?” came his voice. Reaching up, she grabbed his hand from her shoulder and tugged him toward the bed.

“I'm fine. Let's get some sleep.” she said, her tone tight and her face hot. Feeling the bed touch her leg, she stepped to the side and led Gen to it, feeling him slide in before easing in herself. It wasn't until she was cuddled up to him that she realized that a naked, stacked blonde was on his other side. Oddly enough, she felt she should assert her claim to him, even though Lipumira had never shown any interest in him other than the star map coordinates. Hooking a leg over his own, she pressed her naked for to his side, wrapping her arms around his arm and putting her head on his shoulder. Hearing him draw breath to ask her about her actions, she reached up and touched his lips with her finger. “Night, Gen.” she whispered.

Beside the two, Lipumira found herself unexpectedly grinning. It had been a long, long time since anyone had been in her bed. Not since Calion… she shook those thoughts aside. It's actually kind of nice to have someone around again. she mused. For the last seven hundred earth years, since she had lost Calion, she had been alone in her quest for the star map. Now, she had one piece of it, and two new…whatever they were to her with her. Since she only looked human, she could see in the infrared and ultraviolet spectrum, and she had watched the whole exchange between them. If nothing else, they are entertaining! she thought. A swift check with her area sensors confirmed that the biorhythms of the two were slowing, so she went ahead and entered her light sleep cycle.

-

Morning had presented a new challenge for the pair. Upon waking, Hoshimi had been reminded of a minor detail that had slipped her mind. When she had met Gen on the docks to go with Lipumira, but had run into Daine instead, her luggage had been lost, along with his. So, she had just her school uniform to wear. Well, her uniform less her panties, since they had been accidentally torn the night before.

Examining her torn panties, she had signed. It hadn't been a simple seam tear; oh, no - that would have been too easy. It was a tear than started at the seam on her hip, but went through the solid cloth before following another seam through the crotch. If I had a sewing machine and some fine thread, I could do something with this, but as it is… she thought, sighing. Looking over at Lipumira, who was tucking the last of her hairpins in place, clad once more in her ribbons, she envied the woman.

She had started to open her mouth to ask if she could borrow a pair of panties, but stopped before she had even drawn breath. Of course she doesn't have any panties! You've seen what she wears! she scolded herself. Hearing Gen sit up, she grabbed her skirt and stepped into it swiftly, tugging her blouse on.

“Morning.” muttered Gen.

“Good morning, Gen. Hoshimi.” came Lipumira's voice. “The bathroom is right across from us.” she continued. “You will find towels by the shower.” she said, then paused. “Perhaps I better give you a brief tour.” she murmured thoughtfully. “Come with me.” she said, turning for the door.

Gen grabbed his boxers before following Hoshimi and Lipumira across the hall. Entering the bathroom, the two found it to be oddly like a page from a sci-fi anime. Looking around, they found that they could identify the basic fixtures, but the rest were completely enigmatic to them. Lipumira turned to make sure that they were both there. Pointing behind her to a clear sphere, she began. “That is the shower. It can hold all of us, if necessary, and the controls are that panel opposite the door. It is sealed, and pumped, so even if the ship loses gravity for a moment, it will be fine. The controls are very simple. The three lines at the top are to start the shower, stop the shower, and to turn the fan on or off. Temperature is controlled by the blue and red button just below them, and the last set is for changing the type and pressure of the spray. Just try them out and see what they do.”

Pointing to a fixture that looked like an art-deco toilet, she continued her lecture. “That is the toilet. It is an atomic de-atomizer type, so whatever happens, do not allow any part of you to pass the red line.” she warned them. Hoshimi blinked.

“A what kind of toilet?” she asked. As if I'd ever reach into a toilet! she added silently. Lipumira answered her question.

“At the base of the bowl is a micro-pulse polarity inversion field, sandwiched with a disruption field. All matter that encountered this push/pull zone is rendered into bare atoms. The filtration systems deal with the atomic residue.” she said.

“Makes sense.” murmured Gen. “Since it is an enclosed environment, everything has to be re-used and recycled.” he noted. Hoshimi nodded as well.

“Ok, over there is the sink.” said the blonde, pointing to a thin, small shelf with a slight bowl in it. “Same basics as the shower.” she said, dismissing the subject, though Hoshimi and Gen were trying to find out where the water came from. “Over there is the grooming station.” she said. Both humans blinked at her.

It was apparent that Lipumira was amused by their lack of understanding, but she explained how to use it and what it did, and Hoshimi for one loved the concept of painless hair removal, makeup if necessary and other such morning chores. It even did skin treatments, which Hoshimi was eager to try out.

When the issue of clothes came up, Lipumira had said to get their showers, then meet her in the lounge. She also added that they would arriving at the outstation within three Earth hours, and they would need to be ready by then. The two hurried into the shower.

When they met up with Lipumira in the lounge, she handed them each a bundle. When they looked at them, she explained that they were emergency space suits, and they needed to get familiar with them and their operations, as outposts were notorious for sudden losses of pressurization, as well as the fact that not all space-faring races breathed the same gasses that humans did. For the next half hour, she made them practice getting into and out of the suits swiftly, as well as teaching them how to use the controls for the augmentation units.

Once she was satisfied, she told them that she had dropped out of warp and was now in SLS drive toward the outpost. Stating that she would need to transfer over in the shuttle because the docking facilities at this tiny port were `filthy, clumsy and ill-maintained', she had asked Hoshimi to draw up a list of the type of foods she wanted and she would pick them up.

“I was thinking I should just go with you.” said the girl. Lipumira shook her head.

“No. These places are dangerous, and you two aren't ready for them. You have yet to master your nanite colonies, and you have no idea of how to fight some of the species found here. There is also the fact that you have no credits, and humans are known as a delicacy to some races. Slavery is also known to flourish in the fringes of civilized space, and this is about as un-civilized as it gets.” she concluded. “We'll get you in shape, then start you out with safer planets and colonies. But for the time being, please stay here where you'll be safe.” she said, turning for the bay where the two knew her shuttles were waiting. “I should be back within a few hours.” she said as the door opened.

“Can we at least look outside?” asked Gen. Lipumira nodded.

“Of course. Go up to the bridge. I have the screens on, and we're facing the outpost. Oh, and you can talk to me over the waveset, but don't be upset if I don't answer you immediately.” she cautioned them. The door to the hangers slid closed. Gen and Hoshimi glanced at each other, then ran to the bridge.

The two young lovers found themselves looking at a smallish cluster of asteroids around a single white world, with a sun way off on the horizon. Some spidery tubes ran from several of the asteroids to the main one, where a small glint of metal showed a single entrance. The two discussed the set-up and the possible means of sustaining the place. In the corner of the view, they saw the silver ship that was Lipumira's shuttle zip toward the main asteroid, and after a few moments, it entered through the gates to the interior.

Time passed, and Gen and Hoshimi found themselves holding hands as they watched the strange stars displayed before them. For a while, they were silent, then Gen asked her a question. “Hey, Hoshimi?” he said softly.

“Hmm?” she answered, still looking at the stars.

“Are you regretting coming with me?” he asked her. She shook her head.

“No. And by the way, Gen,” she said, turning to look at him, “you were right to tell me that.” she said seriously.

“Tell you what?” he asked her.

“When I told you that just because you made a promise didn't mean you had to keep it, you told me `would you still feel that way if I had made a promise to you?'.” Hoshimi took a breath. “I'm sorry I hung up on you that night.” she said. “You were right. I could never trust you if you broke a promise, because it would mean you might break a promise you make to me.” A pause, then she went on. “I…want to ask you for a promise right now.” she said softly.

“Sure.” he agreed. She moved so she was in front of him, her warm brown eyes on his.

“Promise me that you will never leave me.” she said intently. “Promise me that you won't disappear on me.” she said.

“I would never do that, Hoshimi.” he said seriously. “Never.” he repeated. Leaning forward, she kissed him.

“Thanks, Gen.” she said, resuming her place beside him. “I feel better now.” she added.

“Hey, you're welcome.” he replied easily. “But what brought this on?” he asked her, his tone somewhat humorous.

“You…almost left me.” she whispered. “Back on Earth, you almost left me to go to the stars.” she said. “It was eating me up inside, wondering if you would choose them over me. In the end, I chose to go with you, and I'm glad I did.” She paused. “But, it's sinking in now that we're on our own here. I just didn't want to end up alone.” she said.

“You won't be.” he assured her. “Hoshimi.” he said, touching her shoulder. When she turned to look at him, he squeezed her shoulder gently. “I can't recall if I ever actually said this, but I love you.” he said. Hoshimi gasped. Impulsively, she lunged over and kissed him passionately. When he finally was able to break her kiss, he could only blink at her. “Hoshimi?” he asked.

“You have never said it like that.” answered Hoshimi. Now I know it wasn't a mistake to follow him! she exalted. Whatever happens now, we are together. She leaned back in and kissed him again. More relaxed now, Gen responded and they swiftly built to petting. It wasn't until Gen's hand slipped under her skirt and touched her bare sex that she realized that they were half-way to fucking on the floor of the bridge. Forcing herself away from him, she didn't realize that she was panting and flushed. “We…shouldn't….not right here, anyway.” she managed. Gen nodded. His hard-on ached, but he wasn't going to push his girlfriend about this. Just then, Lipumira's voice filled the bridge.

“I'm heading back now. We will be lifting off within a half hour.” she said. Looking forward, the two saw her shuttle approaching them, three spheres following it. the two watched as the shuttle pushed all three into the access area in the belly of the ship, and then returned to the docks in the wings. Moments later, Lipumira entered the bridge.

“Welcome back.” said Gen, smiling at her. She smiled back.

“It's good to be back.” said the woman. The two saw the outpost recede, then vanish to the side. Moments later, the stars blurred and the blonde announced that they were once more in warp.

“So, where are we headed?” asked Gen. Hoshimi watched her expectantly.

“We are heading for a small, unmapped area where we can lay low, train you two, and plan.” she announced.

“So, you have a pirate hideaway?” teased Gen.

“Not as such.” shrugged Lipumira. “But I found a small planet with rich resources orbiting a dying star. It isn't on the maps because it slipped through the translation between the various route maps. In effect, it is only hidden by oversight.” she said. Calion, I never knew how much you taught me until you were gone. she thought silently. The Mystic Ones will pay! I swear they will! she vowed yet again. “For now, give me a hand stowing the provisions, will you?” she directed. The two followed her toward the middle decks.

-

“Ah!” gasped Hoshimi, flailing around as she tumbled through the rough obstacle course that Lipumira had built in the joined work area. Currently, the ship was in zero-G mode, and she and Gen were three days into their zero-G training. Both wore thin, snug suits of some alien material that clung to them as they moved. Hoshimi had found that the material felt very good, once one got used to the nearly-reptilian feel of it against bare skin. Lipumira herself floated in the center of the area, watching the two awkwardly move around the course.

“Stop moving your arms and legs, Hoshimi.” she said, raising her voice over the girl's noise. “Your limbs have nothing to get purchase on, so you need to stop trying to use them like you do in gravity. Remember what I told you: use the rebound effect to control your movements.” Hoshimi caught herself on an obstacle and steadied herself.

“Right.” she said, taking a breath before launching herself toward another obstacle, trying to get used to controlling herself in zero-G. Lipumira watched her for a moment, then glanced at Gen, who was doing a lot better at this than Hoshimi. He was steadily working his way around the course, which was designed to test and hone their movement control in the absence of gravity.

“Good, Gen, but you need to be careful not to get too cocky; when you fail to pay attention is when you get into trouble.” she cautioned him, seeing him do a mid-trans roll so he landed on his feet against the wall before gently pushing off toward the next goal. I guess that his genetic heritage is still evident, even as diluted as it is in him. Millions of years of living in deep space had made the Nomad Star Tribe masters at zero-G work, and it is apparent to this day in Gen. she mused.

“Oh no!” came Hoshimi's dismayed voice. Turning to look at the girl, she saw that once more, Hoshimi was tumbling like a rag doll, her rebound energy having gotten the better of her as she tried to navigate the obstacle. “This is impossible!” she complained. Lipumira watched her as she met the wall, which she used to gain a measure of control again before drifting away from the wall. “It looks so easy when Gen does it!” she muttered to herself, seeing her boyfriend do a neat little half-twist to rotate his body past an obstacle.

Shifting her pose, Lipumira floated to the girl. Catching her arm, she easily steadied the girl, ending up hugging her from behind. “You shouldn't be having this much trouble with this.” noted the blonde. Hoshimi growled in frustration.

“I'm pretty good at sports; I mean, I was back on Earth, so what am I doing wrong?” she asked. Lipumira pursed her lips as she considered that.

“Nothing really stands out.” she mused. “Here, let's run this together once.” she said, sliding her arm around Hoshimi's waist as she kicked with her legs, propelling them toward the obstacles. “Pay attention to how I move and when.” she instructed her captive. Hoshimi nodded. Against her back, she could feel the warm, soft skin of the blonde. Approaching the first obstacle, she felt Lipumira shift her shoulder and her grip on Hoshimi, and the two rotated and sank around and below the obstacle. Mirroring the movement in reverse, the two regained their attitude and orientation as they approached the next obstacle.

“You're good.” whispered Hoshimi unintentionally. Lipumira smiled.

“I should be. I've been doing this for thousands of years.” she noted. Hoshimi felt Lipumira shift again, and the two curved around the obstacle. Amazing! It's like she's just dancing though this! marveled Hoshimi. In moments, the two had passed Gen and completed a full circuit of the course. Releasing Hoshimi, she nodded to the girl.

“See?” she said. “It just takes some practice.” she encouraged her. Hoshimi clenched her fist, taking a deep breath.

“Right.” she said crisply. Tapping her toe against the wall, she headed off. Lipumira noticed something when she launched that she hadn't seen before.

“Hoshimi, you don't have to push as hard in zero-G as you do in gravity. Be gentle.” she cautioned the girl. Hoshimi bobbed her head slightly, making her course wobble a little.

“Right!” she called back, approaching the first obstacle. Gen landed next to Lipumira as she watched the younger girl start to lean to glide around the obstruction. Gen watched his girlfriend begin to move around the obstacle. Then, Hoshimi's course began to shift unexpectedly. “Not again!” she grated out, slowly increasing her movement to try and counter the errant roll.

“Hoshimi, I see what is happening now.” announced Lipumira. I am surprised that I didn't see it earlier. she thought. Hoshimi managed a decent landing and lightly kicked off toward the pair floating just above the roof of the area. When she arrived, Lipumira explained what she had seen. “Hoshimi, you have been trying to mimic what Gen does, haven't you?” she asked the girl.

“Well, yes.” agreed Hoshimi. “Gen's pretty good at this, after all.” she said.

“Yes, he's not bad for someone who grew up on a planet.” seconded Lipumira. “But he's a man, and that means that his center of balance is different from your own, so mimicking his moves will not work for you.” she explained.

Hoshimi blinked. “My…center of balance?” she asked slowly. Lipumira nodded.

“Yes. In zero-G, your mass balance is more important that anything else when it comes to maneuvering and control. Ability to project moment-to-target is important, but balance of mass is king when it comes to inertial maneuvering in zero-G. Your center of balance is lower than his, so you have to adjust your movements accordingly.” After a moment of thought, Hoshimi broke out in a smile.

“Of course!” she exclaimed. “I remember that physics chapter now!” she recalled. “And girls balance at the hips, while men balance at the chest.” she murmured, more to herself than to the others. It's always the little things you miss in this kind of situations. she mused.

Kicking off from the floor, she tried the course again. Watching her, Gen and Lipumira noted a vast improvement in her negotiation of the course. While still not as graceful as Lipumira and Gen, she barely wobbled when making course changes now. “She will be very good at this.” noted Gen, his tone proud. Hoshimi was always good at gymnastics, and she is so graceful when we danced, I was wondering what was wrong with her in zero-G. he thought.

“She will be better than you at this before too long.” announced Lipumira. Gen turned to look at the tall blonde.

“Come on now! Be nice!” he said, his tone humorous. Lipumira looked at him.

“I was being nice. She will surpass your abilities in zero-G; and soon, too.” she repeated.

“Ouch.” muttered Gen. Tapping the roof, he headed for his girlfriend to run the course with her. “Hoshimi!” he called out. “Want to run the course together?” he asked her.

-

Hoshimi hummed as she cooked the evening meal. Three weeks had passed while she and Gen learned how to work in the actual vacuum of space. Once Lipumira was satisfied that they had mastered the necessary skills for extra vehicular activities in their powered pressure suits, she had shown them the key points of kinetic and energy weapons most commonly found in the universe.

She had also - after a conversation with the two about the incident with Daine - agreed to teach them some basic defensive moves for dealing with the kind of races they would most likely be up against. She had made a point of cautioning them that their best choice was to run when facing a fight with certain kinds of races, as there were some that were near impervious to anything that they could fire.

“What can I do to help?” came Lipumira's voice from behind Hoshimi as she tended to the wok full of plant matter and carbon-based protein. Hoshimi had roped Lipumira into learning to cook as a kind of revenge for the pounding she was taking in the space-faring skills area. In the kitchen, Hoshimi was the uncontestable master, and Lipumira the apprentice. Even if the ingredients were all off-planet fare, she did good, as she was comfortable with the theory of preparing food and didn't hesitate to experiment.

“You can put some of those onion-like things in a bowl with some of the pepper-like things.” she said. “Once that is done, I'll show you how to make it into a garnishment for the meat.” she added, stirring the wok before adding a little broth from a small dish near the range.

“Ok.” agreed Lipumira, starting the task. While she was indifferent to the matter of food, she did find it enjoyable to spend some time with her new partners, and she did feel a tingle in her spine when she saw the looks on their faces when they tried her newly-learned dishes. It's good to no longer be alone. she thought, rapidly and precisely chopping the vegetables. Her crystal-ceramic knives were far sharper than anything the Earth girl had imagined, and for the first few weeks, Hoshimi had had to visit the regenerator on a regular basis as she re-learned handling knives.

“Lipumira,” came Hoshimi's voice, “I wanted to ask you something.” she said.

“Sure.” agreed the blonde.

“You mentioned a while back that you were a rogue.” began Hoshimi. “Well, what exactly are you a rogue from?” she wondered. Lipumira paused at that question.

“It's complicated.” she said. “I would try to explain it to you, but it involves concepts of the galactic social and political structure that you would find incomprehensible right now.” she paused, organizing her thoughts. “How about if I explain it to you once you have a better grasp of what is going on out here?” she asked.

Hoshimi considered that. “I guess that makes a certain amount of sense.” she said. There's so much to learn! “Oh, and do you have anything that can help us learn about the star-faring races?” she asked the other woman.

“You mean, like historical records?” asked the blonde. Hoshimi nodded.

“Yeah.” she replied. “Anything like history would be helpful.” she added. Lipumira nodded.

“I'll show you how to use the computer room after dinner.” she agreed. “It stores all the data I have.” she added.

“Really?” asked Hoshimi. “What kind of information is in there?” she wondered.

“Historical texts of many of the key species and races, math, science, navigation… some of everything really. Calion was eccentric in what he researched as he led the search for the star map.” she said, her eyes darkening.

“Sounds…informative.” Hoshimi replied. Back to school for me, it would seem! Just then, the two heard Gen enter the kitchen.

“Hey, there you two are.” he said, stopping behind Hoshimi to give her a kiss on the back of the neck. “What's for supper?” he asked, moving to Lipumira and resting his hand on her waist for a moment. Hoshimi frowned slightly at that, but said nothing.

“It'll be ready shortly.” said the girl.

-

Two months later, Lipumira had told them at supper that they were already under weigh for an inhabited world about forty light years from where they were now, which would make them the first living humans to come this far out from their home world. When Gen has jokingly asked what she meant by `living' humans, she had simply told him that several hundred humans had been taken from Earth by various species for many different purposes. All had died one way or another by the time they reached this distance. Gen had swallowed hard and not asked again. Beside him, Hoshimi had found it hard to swallow.

To lighten the mood, Lipumira had retrieved a bottle of some darkish liquid, which she said was a drink made from the juice of some fruit that grew in the thin, cold atmosphere of a moon that orbited a super gas giant in a core system about seven hundred sixty light years from Earth. It was prized for it's relaxing nature. Pouring each of her new partner's glasses half full, she filled her own half full, then set the bottle aside. Raising the glass, she saw the two humans do likewise.

“In celebration of our quest, and in hopes of its successful completion.” she said simply. Her two companions raised their glasses as well and touched theirs to hers.

“Kampai.” they said in unison, then sipped the drink. Both blinked as the liquid washed over their tongue and down their throats. The two looked at each other. The drink was cold. Not thermally cold, just cold. It tasted really good, and had a smooth texture like syrup, but was thin, like water. Lipumira sipped the drink.

“Wow! This is good!” exclaimed Hoshimi. Lipumira nodded, smiling.

“Yes. It is.” she agreed. “It's very rare and coveted, so it is also very expensive.” she said, sipping her own glass. Gen took another sip.

“So, are you rich, then?” he asked her. Lipumira quirked an eyebrow.

“Rich?” she asked. “I suppose it depends on what scale you use to judge that. I have resources, but for the most part, using those resources leaves too many trails for my sisters and the Mystic Ones. For the most part, I ply my trade.”

“Trade?” wondered Gen. Lipumira's smile sharpened.

“I am a pirate, you know.” she said. “I live by taking from others. This is one bottle of five cases I took from a merchant ship.” she said. “And because you have chosen to join me, you are now pirates as well.” she said. Seeing the hesitation in the eyes of Hoshimi, she moved to reinforce her warning. “And those who oppose me and my mission will treat you no differently than they would treat me. They will kill you if they get the chance, so we have to be careful. From here on, each other is all we have.” she said, making eye contact with each of the humans.

After several moments of silence, Gen spoke up. “So, where are we heading - exactly - and what is the plan when we get there?” he asked. Lipumira accepted the change in topic. For the next hour and a half, the three discussed their upcoming stop. By the time they rose for bed, the empty bottle of celebratory drink had been recycled and the three were feeling very good.

Falling in to bed, Gen was slightly surprised when Hoshimi snuggled up to him and her hand fell to his dick. On his other side, Lipumira was in her customary position, pressed firmly against his side, her arm over his chest. Without conscious thought, his dick hardened at his girlfriend's touch. “H…Hoshimi?” he managed.

A soft giggle was all he got in reply; at least, verbally. A moment after his inquiry, her lips sealed to his, her breasts warm against his chest. With plenty of practice kissing, Hoshimi hungrily made out with her boyfriend, the warmth in her groin growing swiftly into a fire. By the time that Gen had decided to go with the flow, as it were, he had already sank his hands into his lover's long, silky hair as his tongue wrestled with her own.

Beside the two, Lipumira smiled a little. She had begun to worry about the two, since they had been restraining their obvious desire for each other for so long. It was one of the reasons that she had chosen to dose them with the Icetree Fruit wine. While it was not alcoholic, it had certain chemical properties that she had hoped would facilitate this very thing.

Hoshimi felt her nipples scraping Gen's chest, and though she knew that the arm she felt between them was Lipumira's arm, she couldn't think of a reason to care. The blonde was always there with them, so what did it matter if her arm was between them. If she wants some, she'll have to wait her turn! thought the girl, squeezing Gen's hard shaft and finding it too hard to dent. Oh, that feels nice! she thought lecherously.

Feeling the arm between them move, she arched her chest back to allow Lipumira to move her arm. To her surprise - but not concern - the blonde moved her arm down and touched the long-haired girl's naked sex. The contact sent a shiver through the younger girl, the warm, soft skin of the space pirate fueling her desire. For a moment, the blonde's fingers just lightly touched the outer lips of the other girl's sex, but gradually, they moved deeper into her. Hoshimi welcomed the touch, feeling herself grow wet as her nether lips became puffy with her arousal.

Gen felt Lipumira move her arm, but instead of withdrawing it, she moved it down toward Hoshimi's hips, which were almost on top of his. Such a minor event was not worth his attention as he felt Hoshimi's hand pumping up and down his member, and her lips and tongue busy with his own. Pushing one hand through her long hair, he moved it down her side, then back up her ribs to capture a firm, conical breast. Feeling the pliant yet resilient breast in his hand, he marveled at it's effect on him. Instinctively, he rubbed her hard nipple.

Hearing a soft moan from the girl, Lipumira figured that Gen had finally started to explore his lover's flesh. From talking with Hoshimi and Gen both, she knew that their physical familiarity with each other was very limited. Well, after tonight, that won't be much of an issue. she mused, easing a finger into the Earth girl's slippery passage. A tremor ran through the girl, but she didn't break her kiss or her stroking of Gen's length. In easy, careful steps, Lipumira worked deeper and deeper into Hoshimi. When she reached the base of her fingers, her fingertips were just touching Hoshimi's cervix. No barrier, then. That's good. noted the blonde. She had done some covert research in her records on Earthling sexuality and had formed a basic plan to make this as easy on her two partners as possible.

Hoshimi jerked her lips back from Gen's lips, breaking their kiss as she felt a tremble in her pussy that turned into a small orgasm. “Ahh!” she groaned. Gen continued to massage her breast, and took the chance to seize her other breast in his opposite hand. Though it was not the first time he had touched her breasts, he had never had the pleasure of doing so with her completely naked and without any fear of being interrupted by anyone. He was deliriously lost in the feel of her silken skin and high from her scent.

Hoshimi became aware of a slick, warm, wet feeling on her hand that was gripping his member. Blinking a little, she brought her other hand over to touch the tip of his rod, and found that it was wet with some slick substance. Oh, right. That's pre-cum. she thought, vaguely recalling talks with her girlfriends who had had sex before; which was most of them - she was a hold out in that field. Feeling Lipumira's fingers slide out of her passage, she shivered. I want him. Now. she thought with shocking clarity. A soaked hand touched the hand on his length.

With gentle yet persistent pressure, she moved Hoshimi's hand off Gen's dick and tugged on the girl's wrist, urging her to move her hips over Gen's. Hoshimi didn't need any persuasion. With eager sleep, she straddled his hips with her own, feeling the wet, slick tip of his member slip across her lower belly before touching her molten entrance. “Ooh!” she purred, feeling Lipumira shift a bit at her side. Wiggling her hips to spread her legs a bit more, she felt his shaft press into her welcoming sheath. “Gen.” she breathed, lowering her head to kiss him again, pinning his hands to himself with her tits. As she touched his tongue with her own, she let herself down onto him, the fat, wide tip spreading her slippery lips as she did so.

Lipumira rested her hand on Hoshimi's rear, waiting to see if a little more leverage would be necessary to facilitate the union. While Hoshimi had seemed plenty wet, she was a virgin, and her passage was tight. Lipumira knew how big Gen was when erect, and she knew that it would be a tight fit until the girl's passage became used to it. So, she waited patiently in case she was needed. Had she known what Hoshimi was thinking, she wouldn't have bothered.

Gen groaned as he felt Hoshimi's warm, tight sheath steadily swallow his sword. Wiggling her hips as she spread her legs wider and moved her knees farther up, she steadily worked him into herself. While it felt like she was trying to put a liter soda bottle in her pussy, she loved the feeling of joining with her lover at last. With both their juices covering their union, there was plenty of lubricant, and Hoshimi was so focused on the pleasure of being with him at long last that her muscles weren't tensing up, allowing her to stretch far more easily than she might otherwise have. When she felt his tip nudge the threshold to her womb, she sighed delightedly.

“Hoshimi.” breathed the young man, completely still for the moment as he simply soaked in the moment. The moment was not long lived, but it would be with and between the two of them forever. With two teenager full of hormones, their instincts overcame their minds very quickly, and before either of them knew what or why, Gen was jerking his hips up into Hoshimi as the girl bounced on his member, both of them gasping, moaning, groaning and panting as they swiftly reached climax. Feeling his nuts sack tighten, Gen grabbed his lover's hips and buried himself as deeply in her as he could, feeling his cum flood into her. Hoshimi didn't feel him fill her with his cum, since she was currently riding a large, intense orgasm.

Lipumira watched the two in the darkness. She had wondered if she and Calion had looked that way when they shared sex, but ultimately pushed such musing aside. As Hoshimi slowly slumped over, she carefully guided her onto her back beside her lover. Gen was panting and warm to the touch, but seemed far from falling asleep; which was more than could be said for Hoshimi. The girl, sated and happy, was already mostly asleep as she came down from her orgasm. She was almost purring, in fact. Lipumira felt herself smile as she watched the girl fall asleep.

Hearing Gen's breathing return to normal, she decided to see about the possibility of getting some action herself. “So, Gen, how was it?” she whispered to him, touching his chest with her hand. The man flinched slightly. The presence of the other woman had completely slipped his mind while he was busy with his lover.

“It was good. I'm sorry if we disturbed you.” he said. Lipumira shrugged a little, slowly stroking his pectoral muscles.

“No need.” she said simply. “I told you before, we are all we have now.” she repeated her earlier warning. Gradually, she eased her hand his chest toward his currently resting member. “Tell me, Gen, do you plan to hold to your traditions, or are you willing to accept new rules for living?” she asked softly, her fingertips touching his member, earning her a twitch. Gen blinked at the unseen form of the blonde.

“What do you mean?” he asked her.

“I mean, do you plan to bond solely to Hoshimi, or is there room for another?” she asked him softly.

“Lipumira, are you…?” he began, but trailed off.

“I won't force you either way.” said the other woman in the bed. “But I will say that I would like a closer bond with you both.” she admitted. It had been a long time since I had a bond like that in my life. she left unsaid. A finger slid along his slick length, which was beginning to rally for another round.

Gen thought about it. Hoshimi had been the one true love of his life, but loving another would not change that love. For months, Lipumira had been talking with them about this issue since that first night on board. He didn't know that Lipumira had already asked Hoshimi earlier that week, and though the girl hadn't answered her, she hadn't said `no' either, so Lipumira was hopeful that the two would leave that Earth custom behind as well. In silence, she waited, feeling his member grow to full stand once more.

Finally, as she felt his dick reach full hardness, she pressed for an answer. “Gen,” she whispered, “if you can change your outlook, I am right beside you. If not, I will still be beside you in the morning.” she said, laying back and waiting. It felt like hours before she felt him shift, and a moment later, he was moving on top of her. She silently spread her legs as he moved over her. Taller and larger than Hoshimi, she was also bigger in the chest, and Gen was surprised to feel her hard nipples rub his chest as he leaned down to kiss her.

It was the first time he had kissed a girl other than Hoshimi, and as he felt her soft lips on his, he wondered why he didn't feel guilty about. His girlfriend lay next to him, having just given him her virginity as she took his, and here he was kissing another girl as he prepared to fuck her. But it isn't `some other girl', he thought, it's Lipumira. Since that first time, I've known that my life would never be the same again, and when Hoshimi chose to come with me, I think she suspected that her life was forever changed as well. he mused. Accepting the fact of the decision, he eased up until his dick - still wet with his and Hoshimi's juice - touched Lipumira's entrance.

“Mmm.” hummed Lipumira. “Right there.” she said softly, feeling his dick split her lips. She was very ready for sex after a sustained abstinence from the activity. “I'm ready, Gen.” she said, looping her arms over his chest and capturing his hips with her legs. Gen pushed forward, finding his entrance into her to be easier than his entrance into Hoshimi had been.

While it may have been easier, she was still tight. A pleasurable groan escaped his lips as he felt himself push deeper and deeper into her furnace-like sex. In only two strokes, he was buried balls-deep in her, his tip just touching her top. “Lipumira.” he hissed, beginning to pump in her passage. “God, you feel good.” he grunted. Lipumira growled in her throat.

“You, too, Gen.” she replied huskily. “You're hitting my spot just right!” she added, feeling the pleasure flow from her groin through every fiber of her body. “More!” she ordered, leaning her head up to kiss him passionately. Gen obliged her, hammering into her harder and harder. Thanks to his having cum in his girlfriend just before, he was in better control of his building orgasm. One at a time, he moved his hands from beside Lipumira's chest to her breasts, finding them to be significantly larger than Hoshimi's breasts, but just as enjoyable.

“Pull my nipples!” directed Lipumira, building toward her first orgasm in a long, long time. Gen obeyed her, tugging on her rubbery nipples a little harder than he meant to, but not too hard for Lipumira. While it was a bit rougher than she liked, it was by no means outside her tolerances. “Almost there.” she said, feeling herself grow closer to the brink. Gen decided to try massaging her breasts like he did with Hoshimi. At more than a handful, it was harder to do, but he managed just fine after a brief moment of experimentation.

The added stimulation was all it took to push the blonde over the edge, her nest contracting on his pumping member with more force than he had thought possible. It was just short of painful. Gen squeezed her breasts and slammed into her as hard as he could, losing control as he felt his second load that night spill from him to Lipumira. “Lipumira.” he managed, collapsing on top of her, his member still deep in her. Lipumira hugged him to herself as she let her orgasm wash through her.

“Thank you, Gen.” she murmured, feeling his member soften in her sheath, but making no attempt to dislodge it. Gently, she moved them both over so that Hoshimi was cuddled up to their side. We'll talk about this in the morning, decided Lipumira, feeling Gen fall asleep on top of her. If it is necessary. she amended her earlier thought. After one final check on her partners, she entered her own sleep cycle.

 

**OMAKE**

 

Feeling his balls tighten, Gen rammed as deeply into Hoshimi's pulsing sex as he could. “Ho-chan!” he gasped, flooding her passage with his cum. Hoshimi froze.

“What did you just call me?” snapped the girl, her eyes afire with rage.

“I…um, just called you `Ho-chan'.” replied Gen, not quite thinking straight yet. Hoshimi slugged him and pulled herself off him.

“I am not your ho, Gen Tokishimi!” she snapped at him.

 

***END OMAKE***

 

Next chapter: first time in a colony, courses are decided and some other meaningless stuff.