Maps Fan Fiction ❯ Unexpected Circumstances ❯ Allies and Adversaries ( Chapter 3 )

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Unexpected Circumstances
By: A-Z Mark II
Disclaimer: Don't own.
 
Chapter 3: Allies and Adversaries
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Hoshimi listlessly watched the food cook, her mind busy with other matters. It had been three weeks since she and Lipumira had traded for information on a part of the star map. Right now, she was alone on the ship, Lipumira and Gen off to retrieve the piece of the map. She glanced at the clock. Wish they would hurry up and get back with it, she thought to herself.
For the last three weeks, she had been wrestling with herself about the trade she and the blonde had made for the information. Unconsciously, she hugged herself. “I hope it was worth it.” she muttered, turning the food. Even now, thinking about it, I feel like a need a shower. she thought. How Lipumira could just shrug it off as a means to an end, she couldn't understand.
Thinking of Gen, she grimaced. She and Lipumira had told him next to nothing about what had happened, but lately, she had been almost desperate to be with him, but kept flinching away from him because she felt like she was dirty. She knew that Gen had been wondering what was up with her. I'm his lover, but I can't even bring myself to touch him! Ever since that…incident, I haven't felt clean. she thought morosely.
“Maybe when they get the map piece back here, I can finally put it behind me.” she hoped aloud. Her eyes slid to the clock once more. Should be soon, now, she thought, beginning to dish up the meal. She was just situating the last of the dishes on the table when she heard Lipumira's voice saying that the shuttle was docked and they were heading up to eat. Hoshimi's heart skipped a beat when she heard the tone of the woman's voice.
“It wasn't there, was it?” she asked Lipumira without preamble. The leggy blonde had not even taken a step into the dining room when Hoshimi spoke, and for a split second, she froze, before stepping inside so Gen could enter.
“No. It wasn't.” said Lipumira.
“I knew it.” came the toneless reply from Hoshimi. “All that for nothing.” she whispered.
“All what?” wondered Gen.
“A week of wasted time.” interjected Lipumira. “What's for supper?” she asked, changing the topic. Hoshimi forced herself to focus on the meal. As they ate, Gen watched the two closely. For three weeks, he had been wondering what was up with his girlfriend and lover. She had been unusually moody and it was bothering him that she was unhappy.
All the time he had known her, she had been a happy, cheerful girl. And until three weeks ago, she had been a passionate and energetic lover. Now, she seemed to be worried about getting near him. Something happened, I just know it. he thought. Ok, so I'll just ask her flat out tonight. he decided. It was a risk, but he wanted his Hoshi-chan back.
As soon as the dishes were cleared, Lipumira sat them down in the lounge and the three began to plot their next move. Since the information they had been operating off for three weeks had turned out to be worthless, it was time to pick a new plan. Lipumira floated the idea of going back to the information broker to see what had gone wrong, but Hoshimi torpedoed that idea; with nuclear torpedoes. Her obvious distaste for dealing with the information broker again sparked Gen's curiosity.
“What happened with you two and the information broker, Hoshi-chan?” he asked her without warm-up or warning. With Hoshimi, that was the best way to get a straight answer. “Why are you so upset about the lead not panning out?”
“I…it's nothing.” said the Earth girl. Gen didn't miss the tone or the slight flinch.
“That's not true, Hoshi-chan.” he said softly, taking her hand in his. “What happened?” he asked her again. Lipumira watched the other woman, patiently waiting for her to decide if they were going to avoid it again or not. “Hoshi-chan, please tell me what happened.” asked Gen, slowly drawing her into a hug.
“Nothing happened.” whimpered Hoshimi, feeling dirty. Gen, if you knew, you wouldn't touch me ever again! she thought miserably.
“Hoshi-chan,” Gen pressed, “something happened. Ever since that visit, you have been acting strange and have obviously been bothered by something. Please tell me.” he repeated.
“Please, Gen, don't ask.” begged Hoshimi softly. Gen knew then that he would have to find out no matter what.
“What did he do to you, Hoshimi?” he asked firmly. “If he hurt you, I'll kill him!” he vowed.
“He…didn't hurt me.” whispered Hoshimi. More like I hurt myself.
“Hoshi-chan, please tell me what happened to the girl I have loved for most of my life.” he continued the attack. “I promised you that I would be here for you no matter what, and I will be.” he reminded her. Hoshimi trembled in his arms.
“Lipumira, what happened?” asked Gen of the blonde.
“Sorry, Gen,” replied the woman, “but I promised Hoshimi that I wouldn't say anything unless she did.” replied the blonde. Gen's eyes narrowed at that.
“Lipumira, whatever happened is obviously bothering Hoshimi a lot.” he pointed out. “I want to know what is bothering her.” Lipumira shook her head.
“Sorry.” she said simply. Hoshimi's brown eyes met her violet eyes. I told you it would be best just to tell him from the start, Hoshimi. she thought to the girl. Hoshimi was thinking about the promise that Gen had made her on the bridge of this ship while they watched Lipumira go to the black market outpost.
“Gen,” she whispered, “I…we…traded for the information, since he wouldn't accept anything else.” said Hoshimi softly. Please don't abandon me! Gen considered that.
“Traded?” he wondered. In the back of his mind, his animal side was telling him what was most likely involved in this `trade'. But Hoshimi would never do something like that! he protested to himself.
“We traded sex for the information.” interjected Lipumira. Sorry, Hoshimi, but this will be better for you in the long run. she silently apologized to the girl, seeing her flinch in Gen's arms. “I should mention, though, that you most likely do not know much about the Ksyre. Their biology is similar to most bipedal, warm-blooded `humanoid' types, though there are some differences in definitions.” she said calmly.
“What…happened?” wondered Gen, instinctively pulling Hoshimi closer to him. How could…? Oh, Hoshimi!
“His species has a low-level telepathic capability; barely more than an advanced `sixth sense', but it has had an impact on their behavior.” she began. “We negotiated a trade. Hoshimi and I would entertain him for a week, and he would give us the information we requested.” she paused, gathering her thoughts, and watching Gen's face intently.
“For the most part, he was a spectator. You see, one of his species' abilities is to share emotional and sometimes physical sensation with others, and he can also plant suggestions in a mind, provided that the mind is not shielded by nano-tech or by psychic abilities equal to or greater than his species' abilities.”
“Part of the agreement was that we would allow him to `direct the action' as it were, in this manner. Another condition was that we would never be separate from each other when entertaining him.”
“So, you two together…?” wondered Gen, his mind both liking and disliking the concept. That he liked the notion of the two together was from his experiences with them, but the thought of another male with them enraged him. Hoshimi's quivering voice interrupted his warring emotions.
“Mostly it was just us, with him watching.” confessed the girl. “I didn't mind that.” she admitted. “But other times, he wanted to join in.” she whimpered. Gen didn't realize that he growled at that bit of news.
“It was rare for him to do so.” noted Lipumira analytically. “He found watching to be somewhat more rewarding than actually participating, due to his physical limitations.” she mused.
“Limitations?” snarled Gen. He fucked my Hoshimi! How `limited' could he be?! “How dare he sleep with my Hoshi-chan?!”
“That is your territorial instinct talking, Gen.” said Lipumira crisply. “Most less-evolved races suffer from it, though it seems to be ingrained in humans to a nearly crippling degree.” she noted. “But we were discussing another topic.” she smoothly returned to the original thread of conversation. Let that sink in a bit. she thought. “The Ksyre have a difference in their sexual organs from humans. While they have a penis, it is of less size and sensitivity than a human's penis. Also, they have only one testicle.”
“Just…?” he began to ask. Hoshimi spoke up again.
“He was really small, Gen. About the side and shape of a tampon.” she said, her voice almost pleading. “It didn't feel like anything was in me.” she said earnestly. Please, Gen, I didn't want to like it! she thought desperately, looking into Gen's eyes.
“His species also lacks a crown, and has three small opening for his semen to exit.” continued Lipumira. Gen blinked.
“Why…?” he began, confused. If it's that small, what's the point of fucking my Hoshi-chan and Lipumira? he wondered.
“Because they took a different road in their evolution.” explained Lipumira. “Like humans, they have sex with their minds, though unlike humans, they have psionic capabilities, which makes the physical act of sex secondary to the mental part of sex. With humans, it is the other way. Due to the lack of psionic capabilities, your sexual organs are extremely developed and sensitive, while your minds are only able to use the input from the nerves in your sexual organs to achieve orgasm. Now do you see why his race has such simple sexual organs? With them, physical sex is only for reproducing, while Humans have sex for pleasure.” concluded Lipumira.
That was something that he had never considered. If I look at it like that, then he didn't actually get to fuck my Hoshi-chan and Lipumira. Hell, Lipumira gets deeper in her with her tongue than that! Gen's face turned thoughtful as he explored the alternatives. And in any event, he thought, looking at Hoshimi's worried expression, even if he had been hung like a horse and rode her for hours, I still love her. He smiled at her.
“This is what was bothering you, Hoshimi?” he asked her. Slowly, she nodded. “Well, forget it ever happened; I have already forgotten.” he said. “I love you, and nothing will change that.” he promised her. Wordlessly, Hoshimi wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. It was the first time since the incident that she had kissed him like she used to kiss him. Now that's my Hoshi-chan! he thought, pushing the matter of the `trade' from his mind.
When the two broke the kiss, he added one final request. “Hoshi-chan, please just tell me if something like this happens, ok? I was worried about you, and I don't like being worried about my girlfriend.” he said softly, stroking her cheek with his fingertips.
“It won't happen again.” said Hoshimi. “I couldn't take it again.” she said simply. “I only want you, and it made me feel so dirty to have another man in me.” she said, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
“You only want me?” asked Gen, his tone light. Let's release a bit of this tension. he thought. “So, you don't want Lipumira?” he teased her. Hoshimi recognized his tone.
“Well, her, too, I suppose.” she admitted, smiling. Gen grinned in response.
“I should confess something to you as well.” he said, smiling.
“Oh?” asked his lover, feeling comfortable in his embrace for the first time in three weeks. “What might that be?” she asked.
“I always hoped you might go for a three-some.” he breathed in her ear. Hoshimi giggled. When Gen moved in to kiss her, she caught his face in her hands.
“I can manage that.” she purred, her gaze hot and lustful. “Why don't we go to bed early?” she husked. Gen swallowed with some difficulty.
“Sure.” he agreed. Damn! She looks like she wants to eat me whole! he thought happily. His lover was even more passionate and open that he had ever dreamed the cute girl might be. Following the two, Lipumira smiled slightly.
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Hoshimi opened her eyes and blinked a few times to clear her vision. After a moment, she was able to recall where she was. Looking down, she found that she was lying on Gen, having fallen asleep after a very intense orgasm. Experimentally squeezing with her vaginal muscles, she smirked as she discovered that his soft member was still clutched in her pussy.
She also realized that she needed to pee, so she reluctantly got off him, sighing softly as his member slipped free of her. I'll get it back in me though. she promised herself. Moving to the edge of the bed, she started to stand, only to find that her legs were trembling and lacked strength enough to stand steadily, even in point four Gs. “Need a hand?” came the voice of Lipumira from beside her. Turning, she saw the blonde standing by her side, hand extended.
Smiling as she took the offered assistance, Hoshimi found that even with Lipumira's assistance, she was still unable to stand on her own. This was not lost on the blonde. Drawing Hoshimi's arm over her shoulder, she looped her other hand around Hoshimi's waist, and all but carried the Earth girl to the bathroom. “Gen did a number you.” she teased the girl.
“Well, you should see him!” chirped back Hoshimi smugly. “I doubt he'll be able to walk for at least a few hours after he wakes up!” she bragged as she relieved her bladder. Lipumira quirked an eyebrow at her.
“And what was the excuse this time?” she asked the girl. “You two haven't gone at it that hard since we told him about the trade.” she noted. That was more than a month ago.
“Yeah, sorry you couldn't be there.” replied Hoshimi honestly. She found herself missing the blonde when she and Gen were being affectionate. While I am definitely not a lesbian, I can't say I'm not bi-sexual; at least where she is concerned! Hoshimi tried to stand, but while her legs were a bit better, she still couldn't stand safely on her own. Silently, Lipumira took her arm and helped her to the shower. “Join me?” asked the dark-haired girl of her taller companion. Lipumira nodded.
“I think I better,” she smiled, “since I don't know how I would explain to Gen that you fell and hurt yourself because he fucked your brains out.” she teased. Hoshimi sniffed disdainfully at that dig.
“He fell asleep before I did!” she replied grandly. By at least four seconds, anyway! Her memory was a bit foggy about that, but she was absolutely positive that he had been asleep when she collapsed on his chest in boneless bliss. “Oh, did we manage to shake them?” she asked the blonde.
Lipumira finished adjusting the water and handed Hoshimi into the clear sphere of the shower. “Yes, we did. We are in inertia drive in the outer debris field of the Folcit system even now.” answered the blonde. “I have to say that I am surprised that they dared to follow us this far into the Empire.” She grabbed the body shampoo and began to help Hoshimi scrub down, since the girl was still wobbly on her feet. “So, what was the occasion for you two going at it so hard?” she asked again.
“It's our fourth anniversary.” smiled Hoshimi. Lipumira frowned.
“I thought you said you weren't married.” she noted.
“We're not.” confirmed Hoshimi. And more and more, I am wondering if such a custom even matters any more. she thought before continuing. “But it's a girl thing to celebrate the yearly passing of a relationship.” she explained.
“I see.” mused Lipumira, working her way down Hoshimi's back and sides. “So, are you planning to celebrate our anniversary as well?” she asked the other girl. Hoshimi blinked.
“It's been a year already?” she wondered, surprised. Lipumira nodded.
“Yes. In another standard month, it will be a year since we met for the first time.” she said. Hoshimi briefly reflected on that first meeting, in Tokyo.
“Time flies.” she said softly, awed at how little time seemed to have passed. Of course, not having a period right now is kind of messing with my time keeping; a little bit, anyway. she reflected. Getting back to the question she had been asked, she reached back and touched Lipumira's shoulder. “Of course we will!” she said. Her mind recalled several things about the blonde that she particularly liked. Her tongue is incredible! reflected the girl. I'm trying to get as good as she is, but I just can't match her physical advantage. she thought. “Just tell me the day before, and I'll personally make sure you have an anniversary to remember!” she promised the woman.
“Thank you, Hoshimi.” said the blonde, somewhat surprised at Hoshimi's enthusiastic support. Kneeling, she saw that the results of last night's lovemaking was escaping Hoshimi's still-swollen sex. Reaching out, she carefully wiped the thick stream from Hoshimi's thighs. As Lipumira's fingers brushed her sensitive sex, the girl flinched slightly. “Sorry,” said the blonde, “did that hurt?” she asked.
“Not at all.” assured the girl. “I just seem to be a bit more sensitive than I thought.” she explained.
“I see.” Lipumira murmured. “If you like, I'll leave it be.” she offered. Hoshimi shook her head.
“Just be gentle, Ok?” she asked her companion, easing her legs a bit farther apart to give the blonde easier access. Lipumira was extra gentle as she carefully cleaned Hoshimi's drooling sex. The soft, experienced touch of the blonde reminded Hoshimi of something she had been thinking about from time to time lately. “Lipumira, can I ask you something?” she said, glancing at the door to make sure that Gen was still out.
“Of course, Hoshimi.” replied the blonde immediately.
“Just what exactly is involved with restoring my fertility?” she asked the other woman.
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Gen and Hoshimi sat side by side, writing a joint letter to their parents. It had finally been decided to use a form of plastic that would pass for Earth tech, and to write it with a form of molecular bonding that would resemble ink to all but the most advanced electron microscopes. Right now, they were deciding the tone and what to tell them about the situation there were in.
Hoshimi had insisted that they tell both their parents that they were together and doing well, which Gen had no objection to. His unease was from Hoshimi's insistence that the tone of the letter reflect that they were now lovers in fact, and to mention that when they had children, they would send the two sets of parents a picture or hologram of whatever of the children. That one word, `when', was what was making him uneasy.
It was true that he kind of liked the idea of having kids with Hoshimi, but he wasn't anywhere near ready to be a father. Hoshimi had sensed his reluctance, and assured him that she wasn't ready to be a mother, but that it was her intention to have children with him eventually. Perhaps foolishly, he has asked her what she had in mind, children-wise. Her expression had gotten dreamy, and she began to explain to him exactly what she had in mind, as if it was already done. His vaguely surly response that he would see if he could manage to meet her requirements was met with a disdainful sniff of dismissal from the girl.
So, the two sat side by side, editing each other's input to the letter. Lipumira was in her recovery tank for a light treatment, and the ship was orbiting a dead planet in an eccentric orbit around a dying star. The corner of the Empire where they were was no longer inhabited, so there shouldn't be any contact with other ships. The day before, the blonde had announced that their next port of call was a moon in a system twelve light-years away, where they could replenish perishable stores and nose around for some side jobs, since their credits were dwindling. Gen has decided that if there was a galactic post office, he would ask about a delivery to Earth.
With two days until they departed for the moon, he and Hoshimi were working on the letter. The plastic would go inside a special envelope that they had had made from custom materials to resemble an international air mail envelope. It was, in fact, made of a custom composition that had near-steel strength, near-silicone resilience, and almost as much thermal duration as high-density ceramic. The envelope could withstand being fired into the atmosphere by a passing ship, and should be able to withstand any condition it found itself in. The manufacturer of the material had even found a way to fake postage that would fool all but the most exacting check of the atomic composition, so no matter where it hit, it should - eventually - find its way to the homes of Hoshimi's and Gen's parents. Lipumira had suggested that they use a DNA seal on it, to protect it from being opened by the wrong party.
The DNA seal was surprisingly simple, and Lipumira did it herself. With ample DNA samples of the two, she simple reverse-traced it, and created a simple key that would only release when handled by one of the four people it was addressed to. Lipumira had assured Hoshimi that the seal material would be able to read the DNA from the skin of the parents, and would simply disintegrate into harmless carbon-silica fibrils, allowing the envelope to open normally.
Far more challenging was the content of the letter. Gen had written his family a letter telling them that he was going on a personal trip of sorts, and mailed it to his family the morning he was to meet up with Lipumira to go off world with her. Hoshimi had not done anything like that. On a sheet of paper from her notebook, she had simply written that she had to stay with Gen. No explanations, no excuses. She had always wondered at odd moments how that must have played out, with her parents calling his to ask where the hell their daughter was and why she had to stay with Gen.
Now was their chance to explain that to their parents. Of course, saying `oh, we decided to go with one of those ships that tore Tokyo a new one. And by the way, we're screwing our brains out and are doing the brain of the silver ship, too.' seemed a poor way of telling them certain truths. Neither of them honestly thought that their parents would be overly-surprised to learn that they had gone off together. For the last several months, both of their parents had been hinting about wedding plans and grandchildren, though neither of them thought that having a ship drop into Tokyo had figured into their families plans. It helped that over the time that the two of them had been together, their parents had gotten to be good friends, as well.
Hoshimi insisted that her parents already thought that they were being intimate, since they never denied it when teased about it. Gen wondered what his parents thought. He related to Hoshimi what his mother had said about her nearly a year before they met Lipumira. She had taken him aside one day and sat him down for a talk. She had said that while it was traditional that the mother of the husband-to-be was never satisfied with the bride-to-be, she would be lying if she said that she had any complaints about Hoshimi. Gen had - at the time - fixated on the wedding hint, playing off his mother's veiled statement that Hoshimi had her complete approval. That his father had taken a liking to Hoshimi was plain to see.
Hoshimi had told him that her mother had told her much the same thing, and at about the same time as Gen's had. Only, in her case, her mother had said that while there were no perfect men to be found, the ones that were close to perfect were few and far between, and she shouldn't waste the one she had caught. Her father, who had always been distant and a bit cool toward Gen, had been heard to tell his only daughter that if she had to settle for some snot-nosed, punk-ass kid, `that Tokishima brat is as good as they get!' From her father, that was about as high a recommendation as could be had.
Comparing notes on a star ship in a different quadrant a year and a half later, the two laughed. When they looked at it from a time-line perspective, it was clear that the two sets of parents were in cahoots with each other about getting them to the altar. Neither of them had any objections to that, really. So, the letter progressed; though it was in fits and starts, since they had to agree not only on what they said, but the tone, word choice and inflection of the letter.
One thing that they never really discussed telling their parents was that they would likely never come back to Earth; at least, in their lifetimes. Neither of them dwelt on that prospect, and they weren't going to address it until they had made a definitive decision on the matter. When Lipumira escaped orbit and prepared for warp insertion two standard days later, the letter was still only half complete.
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Hoshimi and Gen were wrapping up their shopping for stores, and were on their way back to Lipumira's outer form, a cart full of goods with them. The two had been out in the market areas of the moon for most of the day, and it had almost felt like a date back on Earth. Hoshimi was once more in her spider silk dress she so loved, and Gen was in his `work clothes' of a pair of durable pants, boots, a shirt and a jacket. He had the first piece of the star map with him since they had met with an antiques dealer to ask if he had seen or heard of anything like it.
That had been a wash, but it didn't bother the two young lovers. Gen had taken Lipumira's advice and was packing a heavier wattage focused plasma gun since the map piece was with him, and Hoshimi had found a rare item a few months ago that served her well. She and Lipumira had been out shopping when she came across an elegant bit of gold-like material that looked like a hand ornament. Lipumira had taken a look at it and immediately bought it. The startled merchant had wondered why the blonde and the strange female had taken his first offer without bargaining, but who was he to care about the foolish suckers?
It wasn't until they were in warp that Lipumira explained herself. She disappeared into one of the work areas, and two ship hours later, reappeared with the ornament and a small multi-tool. Sitting next to Hoshimi, she took the girl's hand and began to fit the thing to her. As she did, she explained the device.
It was a kind of energy weapon that was made by a race that was ancient, even by the Mystic One's standards. They had vanished eons before the Gweiss sisters first flew, and their tech was still mostly incomprehensible to anyone. This was the type of artifact that her sisters, herself and Calion had spent more than five centuries looking for. Seeing Hoshimi looking at her blankly, she elaborated.
The device used bio-energy to form a coherent phase energy beam that packed the kind of power that a laser rifle packed, but with the kinetic impact of a plasma round minus the ear-shattering crack of a plasma rife and also without the cornea-crisping light signature of a laser rifle. She went on to explain that if they had a device sized for her hull, she could disintegrate Diane with one shot; maybe Daine and Ladow both, who knew? Still, even one this small was disproportionally powerful.
“It would have been a bargain at ten times the price, and this unit is still operational, even after all this time.” said Lipumira, making some small adjustments to the device on Hoshimi's hand.
“If it's so powerful, why are you giving it to me?” wondered Hoshimi. Lipumira didn't look up from her work, where Hoshimi's hand rested in her lap.
“Because it can't use my bio-energy type. It can adapt your bio-energy, though, and you need it more than Gen, since you don't usually carry a gun with your dress.” she noted, smiling. “With this, you can carry it and look cute at the same time.” she offered. Hoshimi liked that.
“So, how do I work it?” wondered Hoshimi. Lipumira looked up as the multi-tool folded up.
“You have to create a trigger for it with the nanite colony, and then, you have to learn to aim it. We're heading for a place where you can practice with it safely. Oh, and by the way, each shot is powered by your own organic energy, so you won't have a lot of shots before you become too tired to use it.” she warned her.
Even if it didn't have a lot of shots, it proved to be everything that Lipumira had said. Hoshimi had swiftly become proficient with it, finding that she could destroy an asteroid the size of a large convenience store with one hit. On the downside, she could feel herself get more and more tired as she used it. She figured that she could realistically only get about a half dozen rounds off before she had to cease fire. If she were running, it was more like four rounds.
Still, between his gun and her new toy, they had enough firepower to handle nearly anything that tried to take the map piece. So, they were pretty relaxed as the finished up the shopping for the day. They had yet to find a side job, but they weren't that concerned; something would turn up. The two made their way back to the gleaming outer form of Lipumira and rode the elevator up to the access hatch by her primary cargo area. Seeing the star port yard foreperson waiting, Gen told Hoshimi to go on ahead; he would deal with the paperwork. Hoshimi did so.
As soon as he had finished up the paperwork, he was informed that he had a request to carry extra cargo, and he should negotiate with the party himself. Wishing the foreperson a good day, Gen escorted the cloaked person aboard to talk about the cargo they wanted transported. Work, it would seem, had found them.
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Hoshimi eased the air grate aside and stuck her head up, glancing at Jarna, who was asleep after eating a delicious meal. Gen couldn't help but smile at the irritated expression on Hoshimi's face. “Hey, Hoshi-chan, this wasn't my idea.” he reminded her.
“Yeah, I heard all about it, `captain'.” she sniped in return. “What are we going to do about her, anyway?” she wondered, taking in the sleeping form of the lime-green haired girl. “We're not going to get paid, you know.” she pointed out. “Not to mention we're headed into a potential war zone.” she added. She found herself a bit irked at the situation. Gen didn't bring up the `payment' the girl had offered. “Anyway, come on;” said Hoshimi, “let's get out here.” she suggested, motioning to the passage she was squatting in.
“I don't think that would be the best thing to do, Hoshi-chan.” he said. She frowned at that. “Call it a hunch, but I think doing this for her would be the best thing we can do right now.” he said. “Besides, you can see how hungry and tired she was.” he noted. “Something must have gone wrong with her regular escort, and if we can get her there, we might be able to avoid a war all together.” he reasoned. Hoshimi sighed.
“You just like looking at her.” she muttered. Gen shrugged.
“I won't say she isn't pretty, Hoshi-chan,” he admitted, “but no matter how pretty, she isn't my Hoshi-chan.” he reminded her. She guiltily recalled the `trade' from months before.
“Well, I won't throw stones.” said the earth girl softly. Her thoughts were interrupted by a scream and gunfire from the passenger. It would seem that Gen wasn't the pervert on the ship.
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With her having caused some damage with her blasting, Jarna volunteered to do the EVA work with Gen, borrowing Hoshimi's pressure suit. It had surprised both Hoshimi and Jarna that the suit - made for Hoshimi - fit her nearly perfectly. Gen found out while they were getting changed that Jarna was a natural green-hair. He also discovered that her dress and a pair of small, panty-like underwear were all she had on. The warm, pink nipples were nice, too.
While they were doing some repair on a sub-system sensor, Jarna told him the truth about who she was, and why she had picked their ship. It would seem that the fighters that had ambushed Lipumira while she was resting had attacked her small envoy two days before, and wiped them out. She had managed to escape, but they were still looking for her. Without credits, means of communication or any resources, she had lain low in the market district, looking for a ship she thought could get her to Isna.
When he asked her what made her choose him and this ship, she told him that it was the only ship that had managed to land without a registration number. It was also the only ship that she couldn't find a trace line of. She figured that that meant that it had a cloak system or a signature scrambler - just the kind of ship she needed to avoid being detected. But, somehow, the fighters had attacked anyway. Lipumira's swift and violent reaction cemented her choice of ships.
With the repairs done, the two headed back inside, and Gen once more got to see the princess naked. He liked what he saw, no doubt about it. If he hadn't been so busy looking at her, he might have noticed her attention to him. Jarna found the differences in his dick from those of the men of her race to be fascinating. I wonder if I could get him to demonstrate it with me? she wondered, slipping her dress back on. No, I've probably gone too far with the exploding collar and the shooting up of his ship. she thought wistfully.
The two exited the inner air lock and found Hoshimi waiting for them. Jarna thanked her for the use of her pressure suit, and apologized for earlier. Hoshimi waved it off, telling them that supper was almost ready. Jarna frowned at hearing that. “Aren't we going to make the final jump into Isna territory to meet up with my escort?” she asked.
Hoshimi shook her head. “Not tonight, we're not. Lipumira wants to scan the area for activity first. We don't jump blind.” she said, catching Gen's eye. Jarna turned to look at Gen.
“You're the captain,” she said, “just order your pilot to jump.”
“Part of being a good captain is to know when to listen to a professional.” dodged Gen. “Lipumira is the best pilot I have ever seen. It's almost like this ship is her body.” he said.
“Isn't that the truth.” Hoshimi agreed, smothering a giggle. She found that she didn't really mind Jarna as much as she thought she did. “Anyway, you seem hungry, so why not just eat and rest some before meeting whoever it is you are meeting?” she suggested. Ever the diplomat, eh, Hoshimi? she thought to herself.
“Jarna, I want to ask you to tell them the truth.” said Gen softly as they followed Hoshimi to the dining room. Lipumira was there already, setting out the last of the food. Jarna considered that for a moment, then nodded.
“Ok. We're far enough into Isna territory for me to do that.” she decided. “After we eat, I'll tell them.” she said. The four of them settled in for a meal of chicken and rice, though the meat was not chicken, and the grain was not rice. Hoshimi found that thinking of the alien foods in terms of Earth dishes made it easier to plan a menu. True to her word, Jarna told Hoshimi and Lipumira who she really was, and what she was doing. Recalling the discussion she had had with Lipumira in the kitchen, Hoshimi looked at the blonde.
“Jump now?” she asked softly. Lipumira considered that.
“Those fighters were after her, not us.” mused Lipumira. “If it is radical Isnians pulling the strings to provoke Benyuas so that they can overthrow the pacifist leader, then we better move before they realize that Jarna is still alive.” murmured Lipumira softly. She looked at Gen, who nodded.
“We jump in five minutes.” she said, rising. “Get ready, Princess.” she said simply. Jarna nodded.
“I'll go with her to the rendezvous point.” volunteered Gen. Lipumira and Hoshimi both turned to look at him with identical expressions. “What? She's a princess!” protested Gen. “If something happens to her before she can meet with Sasaundra, it's all been for nothing.”
“Uh huh.” said Hoshimi, turning away, the small toss of her head speaking volumes to Gen about how she really felt about it.
“Like you're good protection.” snorted Lipumira, following Hoshimi's lead. Gen laughed weakly.
“Your crew seems to hold you in some disdain.” noted Jarna. Gen turned to her and smiled.
“Well, we're all good friends, you see, so they tend to treat me like a friend, rather than a captain.” he offered up. Of course, Lipumira is the captain, so… he pushed the thought aside. The Princess sighed.
“It might be nice to be treated as a friend, rather than a princess.” she said wistfully. Gen could relate to that; in a messed-up way.
“Come on, Jarna.” he said, taking her hand, “the shuttles are this way.” he said, leading her toward the atmospheric shuttles in Lipumira's `wings' as they were.
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Lipumira warped out over the water-heavy moon where Jarna was to meet up with her Isnian escort and immediately ran a complete scan. “Well, we seem to be clear, Gen.” she said to the man waiting in the shuttle with Jarna. “Get going.” she said, moving closer to the moon. The shuttle the two were in zipped out and headed planet-side.
Hoshimi watched as the main display switched to a camera feed from the shuttle. “Something bothering you, Lipumira?” asked the girl. Lipumira, frowning, nodded.
“We are deep inside Isna's territory, but there hasn't been a peep from them. I'm good, Hoshimi, but that is beyond good.” she said. “Something isn't right here.” she murmured. Hoshimi knew that Lipumira was not given to worrying over little things, so the fact that she was worried meant there was something to be worried about.
On the screen, she saw Jarna and Gen move in front of the shuttle, and a moment later, the lights of a Isna assault carrier came on, the door opening. The two watched as Jarna and Gen entered.
“Guess it was nothing.” said Lipumira. But why do I feel like someone is breathing down my neck right now? she wondered.
-
Aboard the shuttle, Gen and Jarna discovered that they were the sole occupants. On auto-pilot, the shuttle lifted off and began to climb. Moving to the cockpit for a good view, he and Jarna were surprised to see a shape appear above them in the heavy fog of the moon. Gen blinked, trying to find the correct perspective to see what it was. As the shuttle climbed into the shape, he thought that something seemed familiar about the golden hue of the hull. A moment later, the shuttle stopped and shut down.
Looking at Jarna, he tossed his head toward the door, which had opened. Nodding, she followed him out of the assault carrier. For a few moments, they thought they were on another ship on auto-pilot. Then, a girl looking barely older than fifteen popped around the nose of the carrier. “Hi!” she chirped.
“Well, hi there.” replied Gen. “Who are you?” he asked. Something seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't quite place it.
The girl smiled sweetly at them. “Sleep time now.” she said, whipping out a small injector gun and shooting Gen, who collapsed, unconscious.
“Gen!” screamed Jarna, reaching for him.
“You, too, princess.” The girl fired again, and Jarna landed on top of Gen, also unconscious. Lim shook her head.
“Sometimes, I just do not understand her.” she muttered, sending the signal to her accomplice that she had what she wanted. “Let's hope that Gahha Kala Kala finishes the job.” she muttered, climbing toward the hovering form of her sister.
-
Gen stretched. It felt good be alive. The fracas with that universal merchant and his `sacrifice cannon' had left Lipumira in two pieces, him short some bones, and Jarna in his debt. Right now, the severed engines section of Lipumira's hull was being lowered into place to be reattached to her main hull. The blonde brain of the ship was in her recovery tank, healing and directing the recovery of her hull.
With her hull being made of illegal technology and materials, she had to do the repairs herself, so all the Isnian government could do was to give her a dry dock in their orbital repair facility and stand back. Hoshimi told him that Lipumira would be out of action for about a standard month.
His girlfriend had been a bit upset about how it all played out on their end. She and Lipumira had just realized that it was Lim in front of them when the rattlesnake-watermelon-looking merchant had clamped onto her lower engine hub, nearly severing the blonde's legs as her body manifested the injuries her hull suffered. Fortunately, Hoshimi grabbed her and held her up.
Before she could counter-attack, the sacrifice cannon had fired, and Lipumira had had to sever her lower engine hub and play dead. Fortunately, the thick atmosphere and her ability to shut down her vital functions allowed her to play possum and after Gahha had left, Hoshimi had gone outside and begun the repairs she would need to make a single warp jump from a planetary gravity well to the Isna capital.
The human girl had worked feverishly around the clock to get Lipumira ready. As it was, it was barely in time, and only Lipumira's faster targeting lock-on had saved Gen and Jarna, as well as preserved the peace between Isna and Benyuas. Gahha Kala Kala had run off to lick his wounds, and for the moment, they were free to recover and rest. With Lipumira busy with repairs, Hoshimi and Gen had accepted Jarna's offer of rooms in the palace. After making sure that Lipumira knew where they were and how to reach them, they had followed the princess inside the palace.
For a race of bird-like creatures, the palace was kind of human-like. It was the small things that stood out. Like the branch motif of the decorations, and the narrow, elevated hallways, and the huge, open windows and spaces that screamed `bird people live here!' Still, the rooms were nice. The beds were large, and looked more like down-filled nests than beds, but it was comfortable enough. Gen asked where they were relative to each other. Jarna pointed to the two doors on either side of the room.
“Hoshimi is over there,” she said, pointing to the left door, “and I am over there.” she finished, pointing to the right door. “We are in the royal family's guest wing.” she went on. “And since we are currently the only ones here, we have compete run of the place. When Lipumira gets here, she will be in the room beyond Hoshimi's.” explained the green-haired princess.
“Ah, Lipumira is going to be staying aboard our ship to personally supervise the repairs. It could be a while before we can tear her away from there.” said Hoshimi diplomatically. Jarna blinked.
“Really? She's very dedicated to that ship.” she marveled. The two humans exchanged looks.
“She treats it like her own body.” replied Gen with a mostly straight face. Hoshimi's hand covered her mouth to hide her smile and stifle her giggles.
“Oh! Hoshimi, would you like to do some shopping?” asked Jarna. “My treat. Consider it a thank you for the food and care while I was on your ship.” she offered. Hoshimi smiled.
“Of course, Jarna!” she agreed. “Gen, do you…?” she began, only to see him looking out the window. Following his gaze, she understood. “No, I suppose not. We'll be back a bit later, Gen.” she said, touching her lips to his briefly.
“Hoshi-chan, here!” he said, holding out her wrist cannon. Hoshimi frowned at it.
“Do you really think I need it?” she asked him.
“That was Lim out there, Hoshimi. What do you think?” he asked her softly. Silently, the girl slipped her carry weapon on. Once Jarna and Hoshimi were half way to the shopping areas of the capital, Jarna asked about the fancy ornament.
“What is that, anyway?” she wondered, motioning to the elegant bit of metal on Hoshimi's right hand. “I told you it was my treat, right?” she asked.
“Oh, this is just…an emergency kit. Nothing more.” assured Hoshimi. Like I'm going to tell you what it really is! “Just in case of an emergency. Now, where should we start?” she asked, dismissing the item on her hand. Jarna lit up.
“There is the nicest dress shop over there that has the most beautiful dresses you have ever seen!” she enthused. “And since we're the same size, I was thinking that we should get matching dresses for dinner!” she pitched. Hoshimi blinked at her.
“Dinner?” she asked. “What about dinner?” she wondered.
-
“Thanks anyway.” said Gen, nodding to the bird behind the counter. Moving toward the exit, he paused to study the huge galactic map that showed the delivery area of the Isnian postal service. The map was a mural that covered the entire wall to the left of the counter. The wall itself was about ten meters high, and ran about twenty meters long, with the planet Isna in the center of the mural. Branching out were several lines that represented regular trade lines, allied postal entities, friendly kingdoms, protectorates, confederacies and federations. Gen stood there, drinking it in.
After a period of just staring, he tried to find a constellation that he might recognize. He lost track of time as he found some places that he had been to, and others that Lipumira had told him about. It was as he did this that he realized how little he and Hoshimi had seen of the galaxy. For every planet he had seen or been told of, there were entire clusters that he had not known were there before now. And no-where on that map was Sol, or Earth. “Like it isn't even there.” he breathed.
“Like what isn't there, young human?” asked a deep, but piping voice from beside him. Shaken free of his reverie, Gen flinched and spun to see the supreme leader Sasaundra standing next to him. Beyond him, four guards discreetly kept watch on their leader. The over-grown finch-looking leader tilted his head at Gen.
“Oh, sir. I was just looking at the map.” he said, motioning toward the map.
“Magnificent, isn't it?” asked the bird man. “Still, we have a ways to go with it.” he noted.
“Excuse me, sir?” he asked. The large yellow eyes considered Gen.
“We have a relatively limited delivery area, you see.” said the bird. “It was my ancestor's idea to try to make delivery of messages our specialty. As a pacifist, I do not condone military expansion, as some groups do. So, we chose to fight another way.” he said. “And where would your home world be, young one?” he asked the man at his side.
“I truthfully do not know, sir. It is in the Sol system, in the outer arm of the galaxy. My world is the third from our star, and is called Earth.” he said. Sasaundra nodded slowly. Moving forward, he pointed with his cane to a spot about four meters beyond the end of the upper right corner of the map.
“That would be about here, young one.” he said. “You are a ways from home.” he nodded. “If I might, why are you at our post office?”
“I was just wondering if you had delivery to my home system.” he said. “Hoshimi and I wanted to send word back to our families.” he said. The bird blinked.
“Unfortunately, we do not have delivery to that area yet.” he said. “There is a bad stretch of space between us and your system, home to some very unpleasant species. It will take us a while before we are able to make agreements with them that will allow us to cross their space.” he noted. “I have heard that the Ghost Ships also prey on ships in that quadrant.” he added.
“Ghost ships?” he wondered. The top feather nodded.
“Six ships without registrations or home systems roam around, preying on any who cross their paths. Who they work for and why they do what they do has never been learned, but there is a heavy reward for capturing or destroying them. Isna is one of the planets that did not sign the agreement to hunt them down.” he noted. Gen kept his face blank. “It is said that one of them is a beautiful silver humanoid shape, who is fast and resourceful.” The yellow eyes were on Gen once more. “Not unlike your ship, young one.” he noted idly. Gen glanced at the polished floor, looking to see if the guards were closing in or not.
“Really? Must be a beautiful ship, then.” he said simply. Lipumira's words came back to him. We might share her sin, all right! he thought.
“I had always thought so.” said the main bird. For several moments, neither spoke. “Well, I will leave you to your business, then.” said the bird. “You should know that you have a friend in planet Isna.” he said softly before moving off, the soldiers following him. After one final look at the huge map, he moved off as well. It was time to tell Lipumira about that little conversation.
-
“Wow! This bath is amazing!” exclaimed Hoshimi, looking at the huge bath area. Vaguely resembling a bird bath as far as shape went, it was easily as big as Lipumira's biggest cargo deck. The walls and ceiling were clear glass, but because the bath was up on the palace wall, no one would be able to peek at them.
The green-haired princess just giggled. “Yes, it is.” she agreed. The two had arrived back from shopping about a half hour ago, and after putting their purchases in their rooms, the princess had suggested a bath before beginning to prepare for dinner. Hoshimi had checked Gen's room, and found a brief note - written in their native tongue - that he had gone to talk to Lipumira about an issue, but would be back in time for dinner. Since it was written in Japanese, she knew that it was authentic. No one else could write (or speak) their native language, so they wouldn't be able to fake it.
Leaving a note for him in her room, she had joined Jarna in a trip to the baths. She had thought that the baths would be nice, but this was unexpected. Slipping out of her spider silk dress, Hoshimi skinned off her panties and set them aside with her dress. Beside her, Jarna did the same. After a brief rinse, the two were sitting side by side in the baths, the warm water up to their necks. “This is nice.” purred Hoshimi. Jarna hummed agreement.
“So, are we going to wear the dresses we bought for dinner tonight?” she asked her human friend. Hoshimi considered that question. The twin dresses she and the princess had found were very nice; they were also very revealing. Still, she didn't really mind so much as she might have a year ago. And if a princess can wear a dress like that, I shouldn't have trouble wearing one just like it, right? she reasoned. She and Jarna were very close in size and physical development. Even their height was nearly identical.
Hoshimi looked over at Jarna. The girl really was a lot like her, except for the color of her hair and the fact that her skin was much fairer and her nipples a healthy coral pink. Hoshimi wondered what she would be like in bed. Her musing was cut short by the girl she was ogling. “Hoshimi, can I ask you something?” wondered the princess.
“Sure, Jarna.” replied Hoshimi, pulling her eyes from the other girl's nude body.
“Have you been with Gen?” asked the girl, turning to face Hoshimi. The Japanese girl blinked.
“Been with him?” she wondered. “You mean, have sex with him?” she asked. Jarna nodded eagerly.
“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Have you?” Slowly Hoshimi nodded.
“Yes, I have.” she said. Of course I have! I'm his girlfriend! And I'm going to be having a lot of sex with him! “Why ask?” she wondered.
“Because I wanted to know how it felt.” said the girl, her lips twitching into a naughty smile. “I have never seen a male with one like his.” she confessed. “What species are you two, anyway? If you don't mind me asking, of course!” she added hastily.
“We're human. From Earth.” said Hoshimi, finding it weird to be asked what species she was. It wasn't that she didn't understand why the question was being asked, it was that she had never thought that she would hear it. Everyone knew what a human was, right? “And what do you mean, `one like his'?” wondered the girl. I mean, Gen's nice and all, but some of my girlfriends back on Earth said that some guys were two times as big as Gen's.
“You know!” said Jarna, her cheeks coloring a little. “One with a big tip!” she added, her voice slightly breathless. Hoshimi blinked.
“Um, just for argument's sake, what kind of dicks do your men have?” she asked. It's just a dick! How could she be so worked up over it? Jarna blinked.
“Well, the males of my species have rounded tips, but they don't have thick tips like Gen's does. Also, the men of my planet have three balls. Gen only seems to have two.” she paused. “Unless he has more somewhere else?” she wondered. Hoshimi smothered a laugh.
“Not that I've seen.” she replied. And believe me, I have looked everywhere on him! she thought lecherously. “So, are your men larger than him?” she wondered. Jarna shrugged.
“Not really. They tend to be a little thicker, though.” she said. Hoshimi blinked.
“You haven't seen him hard, have you?” she blurted out. Jarna blinked.
“Hard? What do you mean?” wondered the princess.
“When Gen is ready to have sex, his dick is a lot bigger, thicker and longer than it is soft.” explained Hoshimi. “Isn't it like that with your men?” she wondered. Jarna shook her head.
“No. Their dicks are always the same size. When they are ready to have sex, their members slide out of their sheaths. What does Gen's do?” asked the girl, her nipples getting hard. Hoshimi found herself smiling.
As she explained sex to the alien, she found herself thinking about what she had learned. For all that males differ, women seem to be more or less the same. As the conversation got more and more detailed and involved, Hoshimi felt herself growing more and more excited. By the time that the girls got out of the bath to get ready for dinner, they had a plan.
-
Gen got back from seeing Lipumira barely in time to get ready for dinner. One of the Isnian attendants informed him that Hoshimi and Jarna were waiting for him at the entrance to the dining hall, and that Hoshimi had left word for him to join them there. Swiftly bathing and getting dressed in the clothes that were sitting on his bed, he followed the servant to the entrance to the dining all.
When he caught sight of his girlfriend and the princess, he stumbled. The two were wearing matching gowns that covered them from ankles to neck, but were made from a sheer, nearly transparent material that left them less covered than if they had been standing there naked. Over their hips and chest were thicker layers of the cloth, which didn't conceal so much as accent their breasts and the contours of their hips and sex. Gen was sure that if the light was right, he could see both their nipples and their neat sexes. Both women wore some jewelry of some sort, and looking twice at Hoshimi, he thought she might be wearing make-up as well.
The two gave him no time to comment on their outfits. Jarna extended her hand, and he took it, the princess settling neatly on his right arm. At his left side, he felt Hoshimi slip into place, her arm demurely resting on his. Seeing his look, she smiled. “Jarna requires an escort, but I'm your girlfriend. So, you will escort us both into the hall.” Tugging on his arm, she hurried him along.
“Let's not keep Sasaundra waiting.” said Jarna, smiling at him warmly. With the two at his sides, he noticed that he could see down the tops of the gowns almost to their nipples. He was also able to tell that both girl's nipples were hard, and he could feel their heat through his shirt sleeves. As he led them into the hall, he got a nose-full of some exotic perfume, and it made his dick ache to be buried in Hoshimi; or Lipumira or Jarna, truth be told.
The dining hall was full of what he took to be dignitaries, officials, and important birds. Looking around, he spotted a few other species, but for the most part, he and the girls were the only truly `humanoid' bipeds there. Sneaking a glance at each girl, he decided that he should just enjoy the evening. The bird that had opened the doors for them indicated that they were sitting at the General's table, a few seats away from Sasaundra himself. He noticed that there was a space near Hoshimi's seat, and figured that they had planned on Lipumira's attendance. He knew that the blonde was not going to be there that evening unless a firefight broke out.
Reminded of that, he glanced at Hoshimi, and was relieved to see her hand-blaster, as the two of them called it, resting on the back of her palm. He was carrying a light laser gun, small enough to be tucked under his shirt. Like the pirates of old, we seem to have developed the preference for being armed. he mused. Remembering what he had been thinking of before looking at his girlfriend's hand, he turned to the steward and leaned closer, quietly telling him that their last crew member was unable to attend that evening, but sent her thanks for the invite and her regrets. Smoothly as a magic act, the extra seat and setting vanished.
“I wonder what the menu is?” murmured Hoshimi, from his left.
“Hopefully not bird seed.” he murmured back just as softly. Hoshimi suppressed a giggle.
“Well, whatever it is, we really should at least pretend to eat it, right?” she replied. Jarna overheard the exchange.
“It's ok, Hoshimi.” she assured them. “I spoke with the head chef, and the meal will be very close to what you prepared on ship. In fact, even if it weren't, the normal diet of our planets would not present a problem for humans.”
“Thank you, Jarna.” replied Gen honestly. He had been somewhat worried that he might be served grub soup or grilled grasshoppers with seed salad. Hoshimi smiled at Jarna as well.
“It's nothing.” she assured them. “With interstellar trade being so prominent in their economy, they are used to adapting to other species' dietary needs.” she dismissed their thanks. Just then, there was a kind of whistling, warbling call, and the soft murmur of conversation fell off. Sasaundra stood, apparently signaling the beginning of the actual meal.
“I would like to dedicate this evening's meal and ball to Crown Princess Jarna of Benyuas, and her companions who risked life and ship to get her here. It is an honor to welcome our first Human guests. I give you Gen and Hoshimi.” intoned the leader of Isna. Feeling a touch on his arm, Gen rose, touching Hoshimi's elbow as he did, the two of them standing as one. The assembled Isnians gave a cry that seemed to be the equivalent of polite greetings. “Please, enjoy yourselves this evening.” concluded the older leader, bobbing his head and sitting down again.
Hoshimi and Gen did likewise, and the side doors opened, several serving birds moving in with platters of food on them. As they meal was being laid out, the three found themselves speaking with a number of the Isna elite about all sorts of things. He and Hoshimi answered nearly endless questions about Earth, their travels and the likelihood of humans reaching their territory in large numbers. The two fended off the questions carefully, since they knew that telling the Isna government who they were with and what they were doing would be unwise.
One of the things that Lipumira and him had discussed was what to do about the subtle offer from Isna. Lipumira cautioned him that Sasaundra wouldn't always be there to rule, and that having a standard base of operations on a planet was to risk having Rain destroy it. So, they talked and planned, and eventually, they decided to send certain pieces of data back to Sasaundra as time and circumstances allowed. Who knew when they might be in need of an ally?
The night passed pleasantly, and after the meal and the dancing and the socializing, the party drew to a close. Before long, the three of them bid the last holdouts good night and moved toward their rooms. Jarna and Hoshimi were still on his arms, and he had no complaints about that. He did kind of wish that Lipumira was there with them, but he understood her situation.
“Gen,” came Hoshimi's voice from his side, “did you collect our payment yet?” she asked him innocently. Gen flushed a little recalling just what Jarna had offered as `payment'.
“Not yet.” he replied honestly. Hoshimi snuck a peek at Jarna, who was breathing a bit fast.
“Well, we need to be sure to collect it.” said his girlfriend. “After all, this proved to be an expensive trip.” she added. Gen felt his dick twitch.
“I was…planning on worrying about that later.” he tried to evade her suggestion.
“No need!” interrupted Jarna. “I will be happy to pay you immediately.” she replied. Hoshimi smirked. Oh, she's definitely eager, all right! she thought. “I promised you payment, and I will pay you what is due to you.”
“Um, Jarna, you do recall what you offered, right?” he asked her. She nodded.
“Yes. And since you delivered me here safe and sound, the offer was accepted, so I will happily pay what was agreed to.” she said. The three arrived at his door. Without missing a step, Hoshimi tugged him inside, Jarna following him. Seeing his look, Hoshimi leered at him.
“What? You didn't really think that I would sleep alone when you are only a door away, did you?” she smiled. He started to smile in return, but froze at her next words. “But first, we need to collect our pay from Jarna.” she said.
“About that, Hoshi-chan…” tried Gen. Hoshimi gave Jarna small nod, and before he knew it, Gen was kissing the princess, her tongue in his mouth as she pressed herself to him full-length. With him silenced for the moment, Hoshimi went on.
“She told me what she offered, Gen.” said his girlfriend, doing something with the back of the other girl's dress. A moment later, it loosened and slid free of her back, leaving only the front - pinned between their bodies - in place. “And I intend to make sure that we collect.” she added, her tone a bit lower and rougher than usual. Gen knew that tone; it meant that Hoshimi was turned on. “You do like Jarna, right?” she asked, already knowing the answer.
Seeing his sort-of nod, she moved in for the kill. “I like her too, Gen, and didn't Lipumira say that it was bad to set a precedent for not collecting a payment for our services?” she asked. Gen felt Jarna step back, allowing the fine material trapped between them to slide free. Looking down at Jarna's bare body, he knew he was fighting a losing battle. Managing to meet Hoshimi's eyes, he saw her smile and give him a small nod. Who am I to say `no' to my Hoshi-chan? he reasoned, pulling Jarna in for a kiss. He felt a hum in the princess's throat that he took for approval, his hands roaming down her back to settle on her bare ass. Gently grabbing them, he pulled her hips to his, feeling her warmth against his member, which was still trapped by his pants.
Hoshimi felt herself growing wet as she watched her lover and Jarna together. Forcing her eyes off them, she stepped over to the bed and turned it back before reaching behind herself and touching the memory-cloth fastener that allowed the minimal dress to slip free of her naked skin with a soft whish! She didn't have to look to know that her nipples were hard as rocks and her pussy was already glistening with her lust. If it weren't for her hair color and those ridges above her ears, she and I could be sisters. she thought as she saw that Jarna had hooked a leg around Gen's hips and was humping him through his pants.
Hoshimi moved over to the two and tapped on Jarna's shoulder, eventually getting her to break her make-out session with Gen to look at the Earth girl. “You know, it feels better without clothes in the way.” said Hoshimi, her eyes slightly unfocused with lust. Jarna's eyes opened a bit wider.
“You're right, Hoshimi.” she breathed. Gen barely had time to draw breath to go `huh?' before the two had him naked. Hoshimi took a moment to kiss him deeply as Jarna got into the large bed. For a moment, Hoshimi was tempted to simply take Gen right there and let Jarna have seconds, but she realized that it would be better if Jarna got first helpings this time. There is always next time. she thought to herself, moaning as she made herself break the kiss and guide Gen into bed, where Jarna immediately picked up where she had left off.
Moving in to bed beside the two, Hoshimi brushed her fingers against her sex, finding it to be thoroughly soaked with her arousal, and unmistakably ready for Gen. Patience, girl; you'll get your share soon enough. she thought to her lustful pussy. Hoshimi looked back at the two and realized that she better get moving before she missed the chance to do what the two of them planned to do.
Moving into position beside them and a little lower down, she took Jarna's shoulder in her hands and gently forced the princess back, breaking their kiss. She didn't bother to interrupt Gen's fondling of Jarna's tits. Once Jarna had sort of focused on Hoshimi, she smiled at her before looking down at Gen. Her boyfriend's eyes were afire with lust. Let's see if we can really get him going! thought the dark-haired girl.
“Gen, Jarna and I were talking, and we discovered that the men of her race are…lacking certain features that you have.” she explained. “So, I agreed to familiarize her with human males.” Here, she touched Jarna's cheek and guided the girl's head so she was looking at Hoshimi. The two were face to face over his chest when Hoshimi leaned forward and kissed the princess. Jarna responded enthusiastically.
As Jarna explored her mouth with her tongue, Hoshimi felt Gen's chest twitch, and smiled into Jarna's kiss. That's it, Gen, she thought, just relax and enjoy yourself! After a leisurely but hot necking session, she eased back from the other girl, allowing her tongue to trail along the green-haired princess's tongue so a strand of saliva linked the two. Once it had finally broken, Hoshimi turned to look at her boyfriend again. “Just relax while I teach our princess here about human males, ok?” she breathed, touching his throbbing dick with familiar deftness. “I promise we will make it worth your while to be our…learning aid.” she said huskily.
“Hoshi-chan…” breathed Gen. She touched his lips with a fingertip.
“Shh.” she said softly. “Trust me.” she added in a hardly-audible voice. Gen had no trouble trusting her. Moving his hands over to his sides, he felt his way along the two girls' sides to their hips, trailing his fingers over the crest of their hips and touching their pussies. Feeling that both girls were wet, he smiled.
Knowing Hoshimi as he did, he rubbed her briefly before easing first one, then a second finger into her slick sheath. Hoshimi quivered as she felt him touch her in her favorite places. A groan escaped her lips as she savored the feelings. Meanwhile, Gen was carefully exploring the alien girl's sex. It seemed to be nearly identical to his lover's sex, but after a few moments, he frowned slightly. Where is her clit? Does she even have one? he wondered, having explored her with his fingertips as best he could. Pushing that thought aside for later exploration, he slowly began to ease a finger into her entrance.
Hoshimi forced herself to focus though the pleasure wracking her body from her lover's touch. “J…Jarna.” she managed, catching the princess's hand in her own. “Let's beAh!gin, ok?” she said unevenly. Jarna nodded jerkily. At her groin, she felt Gen's finger ease inside her passage. “Do your men look like Gen above his dick?” asked Hoshimi. Jarna shook her head.
“Our men ooh! don't have any nipples. Why does Gen have nipEEP!..nipples?” managed Jarna, curious about why a man would have nipples.
“Don't really know why, but they are more or less the same as women's in humans.” said Hoshimi trembling as Gen worked on her G-spot. “Except that they ugh! sit on muscle, not breasts.” she breathed. Reaching out, she began to play with Gen's nipples. Jarna did likewise, curious about how they would react. Gen hissed as Hoshimi and Jarna simultaneously leaned down and began to lick and suck on his nipples.
It had surprised him at first when Lipumira had done it to find that - if done correctly - it could feel quite good. Hoshimi had experimented some and learned the right way to do it to get him hot. As his dark-haired lover practiced her skill, Jarna seemed to be a natural at it; that, or she was a very good copier of Hoshimi's example. Feeling his balls tingle from the added stimulation, he retaliated by adding a third finger to Hoshimi's drooling sex, and edging a second one into Jarna, not having found any sign of a hymen. Two was a nearly too-tight fit for the princess, and he figured that she would have to relax before he could get his dick in her. Better start getting her ready now. he thought, gently working the two fingers in and out and around in her sex, feeling her grasp at them with her inner muscles.
The two women were forced to call off their attacks on his nipples by his increased activity at their sexes. Hoshimi knew that she better be moving along. Catching Jarna's eyes, she glanced down to where Gen's hard member stood straight up, fully erect. Jarna's eyes opened wider. “Amazing!” she breathed reverently.
“Wait until he's inside you.” purred Hoshimi smugly. “Follow my lead here, Jarna.” she whispered, taking one of Jarna's hands in her own and guiding it to his length. Wrapping Jarna's fingers around the shaft, she interlaced her own with the princess's and showed her how to caress it the way that Gen liked best. Jarna licked her lips nervously.
“It is…big.” she breathed reverently, touching the large, spongy tip. “Will it fit in me?” she wondered aloud. Hoshimi froze for a second, considering that.
“It…should.” she said. I keep forgetting that she isn't human! Maybe there is a reason that the males of her species are smaller than Gen! she worried. “We'll check that in a bit.” she decided. “First, let's give him a reward for being so nice.” she breathed, using her free hand to take a firm grip on Jarna's hair. Using the grip to guide her, she moved Jarna into place opposite herself. Once they were in position, she brought her lips to his member opposite Jarna, who instinctively slid her tongue out to lick the shaft. Hoshimi opened her lips and did likewise, finding and caressing the other girl's tongue as they began to soak his dick in their drool.
Gen nearly blew his load when he felt two sets of wet, warm lips on his shaft. Only his experience saved him from going too soon, though he was sure if he had of blown early, he would have recovered in seconds, just from looking down and seeing both his Hoshi-chan and Jarna licking his tool. When the two trapped his tip between their soft, wet lips and slightly-rough and tickly tongues, he knew he was going to go.
“Hoshi-chan!” he groaned as his sac tightened. Knowing that tone, Hoshimi swiftly changed position so that she and Jarna had his member tucked between their slightly open lips. His first shot flooded Hoshimi's mouth and his next landed in Jarna's mouth. The other three or four were divided more or less evenly between the girls, though some of it covered their lips, chins and a little of their cheeks and noses. While a panting Gen recovered, Hoshimi once more kissed Jarna, finding that the alien girl had already swallowed nearly all of her share of Gen's cum. The green-haired girl eagerly sucked some of Hoshimi's into her mouth before Hoshimi swallowed her mouthful. Sorry, but this is my share! she thought to the other girl.
Hoshimi had tried swallowing the first time that she blew Gen, and she found that she didn't mind doing so. Later, she had tried the other way, just to see, but found it to be unnecessarily messy. From then on, she somewhat eagerly swallowed. It would seem that she and Jarna were more alike than she had first thought. Breaking the kiss, Jarna began to lick up all the spilled bits of cum she could find on Hoshimi's face. Before she knew it, the girl was done and had started to collect the cum on her own face with her fingers. Hoshimi smiled at Jarna.
“He cums a lot, doesn't he?” she asked the princess. Jarna nodded.
“It's more than I thought he would, since he only has two balls.” agreed the girl. “And while the men of my race have a bit more release, theirs is not as thick - and it tastes bad.” she added analytically. “Gen's tastes good.”
“I always liked it.” giggled Hoshimi. Looking down, she saw that he was already half-hard again. Gently stroking it, she swiftly got it hard again. “Now, let's see about that other matter.” she suggested, motioning to the restored dick. Jarna simply nodded and shifted so she was lying back beside Gen. Hoshimi wanted to make sure that Jarna could physically fit Gen into herself, so she leaned over to gently explore Jarna's sex.
As she did so, her long hair fell forward, the tips touching Gen's chest and groin, the cool, soft strands tickling him as she moved. Gen fought down a powerful desire to grab her and fuck her brains out. Instead, he settled for trapping her hanging breasts with his girl-cum slick hands. Now, it was Hoshimi's turn to shiver and moan.
Even with her boyfriend teasing her sensitive nipples, she focused on the task at hand. As she explored the other girl's sex, she realized that Jarna seemed to be lacking a clit. After a few moments of searching for it, she moved on, vowing to ask Jarna about it later. Seeing some signs of Gen's exploration, she carefully tested the opening with her fingers. It will be tight, but she seems to stretch as good as any other girl. decided Hoshimi. And she is certainly wet enough! she marveled. The princess was soaked from her curly green patch of pubic hair to mid thigh. Withdrawing her fingers, Hoshimi curiously rubbed her fingers together, feeling the coating of lubricant from Jarna. This is really slick; and thick! she noted, stretching her fingers, and seeing thick, ropy strands of Jarna cum.
Gen felt his girlfriend pull herself out of his reach, but didn't have time to pout at the loss of his favorite pair of breasts. With a nudge on his hip, Hoshimi urged him toward Jarna. Seeing the green-haired girl laying on her back, he immediately moved into position above her and settled between her legs. Jarna looked up at him, smiling hesitantly as she closed her arms around his neck. “Be gentle, please.” she breathed.
“I will.” he promised her, feeling her soaked nest meet the tip of his member. Once he had made sure he was properly positioned, he eased forward, feeling his tip split her outer lips and begin to press into her passage. After a moment of pushing, he eased back a bit before pushing forward again. Hoshimi watched the two, wondering if Gen was too big for her.
“Jarna, just relax.” she urged the other girl, worming in between the two to nibble on Jarna's nipple as her fingers teased her other nipple. With three of her most sensitive parts being teased, Jarna felt an orgasm rise in her. Gen kept pushing forward a bit harder each time, and bit by bit, Jarna relaxed, allowing herself to stretch open for him. It caught all three of them off guard when his tip suddenly popped inside her with a wet sound. Jarna's eyes shot wide open and a short, high cry came from her throat.
Gen froze, watching her. “Jarna? Jarna, are you ok?” he asked her. But other than some fast panting, he got no real reaction. “Should we stop?” he asked her intently. Weakly, she shook her head.
“G…gentle.” she wheezed. Seeing Hoshimi's brown eyes below him, he silently asked her what he should do. Her answer was clear enough for him. After a few more moments, he pushed forward a little, making Jarna squeal. It was certainly NOT a protest or a complaint. In fact, when he felt her begin to open her legs up more, he was sure she was liking it just fine. With greater confidence, he slowly built his pace until he was doing her as hard and as fast as he usually did Hoshimi. The alien girl was loving it, from all appearances. Just as he felt his balls begin to tingle, Jarna suddenly shook like a seize victim, a high, breathless keening sound coming from her throat as she went limp. Gen felt his cum flood her super-tight passage.
“J…Jarna?” he panted, falling on top of her. Beside the two, Hoshimi tugged him off her smaller form. “Hoshi-chan, do you think…?” he panted, feeling very tired right then. Hoshimi checked Jarna over.
“She seems to be fine, Anata.” she decided. “She's just asleep.” Gen nodded.
“Good...” he slurred, yawning. “Worried about her…” he yawned again. Hoshimi knew that he was already asleep; he just didn't know it yet. Having fingered herself to two orgasms while he had been busy with Jarna, she was content - if not pleasantly sated. Next time, I will get a bigger share. she promised herself, getting the two situated before covering them all with the sheets and snuggling up to her lover. She didn't realize that she herself was asleep before she finished pressing herself to Gen's side.
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The next morning, the two girls were soaking in the bath again. Jarna was practically bouncing off the wall, and Hoshimi was looking forward to Gen filling her with his tool that night. Still, something from the night before bothered her. Before she knew it, she was asking Jarna about her seeming lack of a clit.
Once she understood what Hoshimi was talking about, she explained that Benyuas women didn't have a clit like Earth women did. Instead, they had a wide strip of nerve endings that spiraled along their passage, and in addition, there was an extra set of muscles that she could use to increase of decrease the area of contact with her lover, to better enjoy the experience. Jarna had explained that with someone like Gen, with his large member and thick tip, that it was impossible to decrease the stimuli, and the night before was the first time that she had passed out from having sex.
Hoshimi and her found themselves talking about a number of things related to that. Hoshimi found out that Jarna's species had some other traits that she was sure Gen would find exciting, and the two of them planned their next evening's activities as they learned more about each other's bodies. Jarna had not been a virgin, which kind of surprised Hoshimi, but it was a tradition of her people that princesses of the royal house had sex with a royal sex education retainer at the age of fourteen. Since Jarna was fifteen, she had only had sex once, but - like Hoshimi - was thoroughly educated about the mechanics of her race's reproductive cycle.
Over the next week and a half, the three of them got to know each other very well, and by the end of the second week, Lipumira was up and about, the main repairs done, but several smaller repairs still not complete. Gen and Hoshimi told her about the situation with Jarna, and asked if she wanted to join them. Lipumira said that they had bigger concerns. When they asked, she said that she was fairly certain that Lim had done a high-speed pass by the orbital dry docks the day before, based on warp signatures and vague impression from the monitoring systems.
“Are you space-worthy?” asked Gen. Lipumira nodded.
“I can use all my engines, and the remaining repairs are mostly in sub-systems. I prioritized the repair of critical systems for just this event. For our good and for the good of Isna, I think it is time we hauled anchor.” she said. The two looked at each other, then nodded.
“Yeah.” they said in unison.
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Jarna was dressed in her state robes, which were more revealing than Gen had thought state robes should be, and was about to board her ship to return to her planet. Beside Gen, Hoshimi stood smiling at her friend. “Sorry to skip out like this, but if it was Lim that did that pass…” apologized Gen. Jarna nodded.
“It's ok. Father wanted me to come back anyway.” she said. Stepping closer to Gen, she leaned up and kissed him. “Gen, I want to tell you that you, Hoshimi, Lipumira and any of your friends are welcome on planet Benyuas. I will always welcome you with open arms.” she said softly. Gen smiled at her.
“Thank you, Jarna.” he said simply. Stepping over to Hoshimi, she kissed her as well.
“I would love to taste your cooking again, Hoshimi.” she smiled, touching the other girl's cheek fondly. Hoshimi smiled.
“Whenever we're in the neighborhood, we'll stop by.” she assured her.
“Take care, you two.” said the Princess. “And thank you for everything.” she added sincerely. The two lovers smiled at her.
“It was our pleasure, Princess Jarna.” they said. The two watched her until she boarded her ship and it lifted off. Turning around, they saw Lipumira standing behind them.
“Lipumira!” breathed Hoshimi. The blonde smirked at them.
“Ready to go?” she asked them. The two nodded. Following her toward the lift to their orbiting dry dock, Gen had to ask his lover something.
“Hey, Hoshi-chan?” he asked her. She turned to look at him. “Are you sure that it doesn't bother you?” he asked her. She knew what he was referring to. They had talked about this before.
“No, it doesn't bother me in the least.” she said firmly. “I don't know why, but it doesn't. Maybe because sharing you with a girl is different from sharing myself with a guy, or maybe I'm bi-sexual, or maybe it's just different, but it doesn't bother me at all.” she assured him truthfully. I never thought that I would share him with another girl, and I certainly never thought about sleeping with a girl until Lipumira, but I really don't mind how things are. Still, the thought of another male being with me makes me nauseous!
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Lipumira slipped out of the berth and moved away from the planet, preparing for the jump to warp. Standing on the bridge of the ship, the three watched the system fade into the background behind him. “Warp in five seconds.” said Lipumira, eyes closed.
“Um, where are we heading?” wondered Hoshimi.
“I still have to finish healing, so I think we are going to go to Zanian.” said the blonde. “It's a nice place to lay low and heal. A veritable den of unethical merchants, pirates and thieves, but blessed with abundant mineral and energy resources.” she said.
“How far is this place?” asked Gen. Lipumira opened her eyes as the stars blurred.
“It's in the Algidia system, about seventy light years from here.” said the blonde. “We're actually moving a bit closer to Earth. It's only about five hundred and ninety light years from Sol.” she added. Seeing the two trade looks, she smiled.
“Don't worry, you two - you'll love it!”
 
End Chapter 3