Vandread Fan Fiction ❯ Vandread: Seed ❯ Gaining Attention ( Chapter 3 )

Vandread: Seed

 

By: A-Z Mark II

 

Disclaimer: you know it by now.

 

Chapter 3: Gaining Attention

-

It had been a decidedly odd morning for Hibiki, as he had awakened in a strange bed. Even more confusing to his waking mind was that he was sure that there was something he should remember about last night. Turning to look beside him, he found the bed empty. Looking around the room, he began to recall what had happened last night. It was almost a full second before he spoke. “Holy shit!”

Getting out of Misty's bed, he grabbed his clothes and headed toward the men's area of the ship. As he touched the button to open the door, he paused to look back at Misty's bed. Last night, I…joined with Misty. he thought, still not quite sure it had been real. The bed gave a pretty convincing argument for that truth, though, with the sheets all tossed around and the pillows on the floor. Hibiki's stomach rumbled. “Better grab some breakfast.” he muttered, opening the door. I wonder where Misty is? he thought, jogging toward his room to change clothes. As he went, he caught a whiff of himself and an odd scent as well. “A shower as well.” he amended the earlier thought. It completely missed his notice that Dita was waiting for him to appear.

-

Misty finished washing and stepped into the large tub in the Nirvana's baths. She felt energized and eager for the day ahead, but didn't want to go to the bridge smelling like the freshly-laid bitch-in-heat she was. After all, I don't know how the others are going to react to this development. There are still those women who want to keep the men locked in cells in the storage area. mused the girl. She might not have been so concerned had she know that she had co-starred in a porn the night before.

Hearing the door to the baths open, she leaned her head back and looked to see who was entering the area. Spotting a familiar dark brown head, followed by a blonde, followed by an indigo-haired girl, she knew that the primary bridge crew members were there for their morning bath. Apparently, they had just come from the spa next door. It had been a nice surprise to learn that the ship had a fully-stocked health spa next to the large bath area. “Misty!” exclaimed Belvedere excitedly. “Good morning!”

“Morning, Belvedere. Amarone. Celtic.” replied the young woman, smiling in return. The three swiftly hung their towels up and moved into the large tub with her. Gathering around her, they swiftly began to ask her to tell them about men. Misty had heard these kind of questions from them before, but this morning, the three of them seemed more…intent on her answers. What has got them all worked up? she wondered.

The informal gossip session was interrupted by the arrival of Parfet and three or four engineers, as well as a couple of Register girls and a brace of Security girls. “Morning, Parfet. Everyone.” greeted Misty. The three bridge crew girls exchanged covert looks, knowing that their opportunity was gone for now. As the others settled into the tub, Misty glanced at the large clock on the wall. Seeing the time, she silently cursed and stood, stepping out of the tub. “Sorry, but I'm behind schedule.” she apologized to the group at large. “See you later.” she added, swiftly toweling off and moving toward the door.

-

“Where were you last night, Hibiki?” wondered Bart as he saw the young man turn on the shower and step in. “You didn't come back after you stepped out. Duero and I were worried that the girls might have done something to you.” he added.

“Get real.” scoffed Hibiki. They did more than `something', though I'm not sure exactly what they did to me. he silently added. Remembering the feel of Misty around his dick, he felt himself harden a bit. I think I…liked it! he thought to himself, surprised. Seeing that his dick was intent on going to full stand at the thought, he reached out and increased the cold water percentage.

“Who was worried?” came the deep, calm voice of the third member of their group. Glancing back over his shoulder, the shorter Hibiki spotted Duero entering the adjoined quarters they shared. His overcoat was smudged a bit, and he had some spots of what appeared to be grease or something on his hands.

“What have you been doing, Duero?” asked Hibiki. “Don't tell me you were working on a Vanguard!” he said derisively. Duero seemed to notice the mess for the first time.

“No. I'm a doctor, not an engineer.” he replied calmly. “I was actually down in the main engine chamber with Parfet. She discovered an odd change in the Paksis and wanted me to see if I had any thoughts on it.” he explained. “The way that the Paksis behaves is most curious. In some ways, it acts like it is an inorganic life form, and because of this, Parfet has asked…” he began to ramble a bit, his mind clearly elsewhere.

Bart flipped his hand dismissively. “Who cares?” he interrupted. “So anyway, where were you last night?” he repeated. “Did you fall asleep in your fighter again?” he asked. Hibiki turned off the shower and grabbed his towel, swiftly drying before pulling on a fresh pair of pants and a shirt. Tying his hair back with his bandanna, he stepped into his shoes and moved out the door.

“It's not your business, Bart!” he snapped in his all-too-familiar tone. “I'm going now.” he said in parting. The two watched the door close behind him. Looking at Bart, who had his box of food pills in hand, Duero considered his breakfast choices.

“I'm going as well.” he said, slipping off his coat in favor of a fresh one, then scrubbing his hands clean and washing his face. Bart blinked at him.

“Don't you want some breakfast?” he asked, motioning with the box of pills. Duero didn't bother to look.

“That's why I'm going.” he said, exiting the room. Bart slowly walked to his bed and sat on the edge of the fold-down slab.

“They're beginning to worry me.” he muttered. “I think the women are getting to them.” In his mind, he began to compose his report for the Tarak military. Just as he was explaining his brilliant capture of the ship, the comms unit chimed and the Captain's face popped up on a holo-screen.

“Bart! You're needed on the bridge immediately!” said the old woman sternly. Bart dropped the tray to the bed.

“Aye, aye, ma'am!” he replied, standing. As soon as the vid-window had vanished, he snorted. “Slave driver.” he muttered. He flinched as the Captain's voice came from the comms box.

“The audio is still on, you know.” said the old woman, her tone amused. “Now get moving!”

-

Hibiki had only been half-way through breakfast when the alarm had sounded and he had scrambled to the fighter bay with Jura, Dita and Meia. With the Mothership they had evaded back on their tail, it was once more time to fight. So, fight they would. As soon as they were out of the Nirvana, the Dreads formed up into their squadrons, with the three enhanced Dreads and Hibiki's enhanced Vanguard at the front.

In front of them, the enemy released several of the cruisers, though thankfully, there were no Mantas or Rays in the mix. Still, almost instantly, the cruisers began to spew forth compressed groups of Cube-type droids, many of which began to fuse into the duplicate Vandreads. Once they had had fused up a few of each type, the Cubes began to fuse into a mock Nirvana once more.

“We can't just run this time.” came Meia's voice over the tac net. “We have to find a way to put them down for the count.” she said. Hibiki was thinking the same thing.

“Well, we can't break their armor, so what do you suggest?” he asked the Dread leader. Meia considered that.

“We will have to find a way to get inside and blow it up from the middle.” she decided. “For now, let's see if there is a way in.” she decided. “Groups three and four, keep the Cubes off the Nirvana. Barnette, take groups one and two and cover us. Jura, Dita, Hibiki, we're on door-finding duty.” she announced. “Let's go!” she ordered, giving her Dread full throttle.

“You got it!” yelled Hibiki, following her. Ahead of them, several of the fake Vandreads moved to intercept the four-ship spearhead. Barnette came up right behind Jura and dumped a full rack of missiles on the enemy.

“Team one, team two, clear them a path, then break off into groups and cover each other!” yelled Barnette, readying the next rack of missiles. Keying the channel to Reg, she spoke again. “Gasco, we're gonna need some catering here - and quick!” she said.

“Way ahead of you, Barnette.” came the relaxed voice of the second-oldest woman on board. “We're putting together a delivery right now.” she confirmed. Barnette laid in a couple of full-spread laser shots to an enemy cruiser, but got little results.

“Mix it heavy in favor of kinetic and missiles!” she advised, turning hard to evade a fake of Vandread Dita. “It's getting pretty busy out here.” she added before switching back to tac net. “Hey! Someone get this thing off me!” she yelled.

“You got it!” came Dita's chipper voice, and a moment later, the fake Vandread exploded from a hit from the heavy cannons on Vandread Dita. “Take that, you fake!” giggled Dita. In the cockpit of her Vandread, she bounced on Hibiki's lap, feeling his hard member under her rear. Muting the comms, she spoke privately with him. “Hibiki, are you going to come to my room tonight?” she asked him, pouting a little.

“You crazy alien freak, we're in the middle of battle!” he protested. And if I don't concentrate, I'm gonna cum from your bouncing around! He started to breath a sigh of relief when Dita stopped bouncing around. He froze as she started to grind her firm, toned ass against him insistently.

“But you promised!” she protested. “You went to Misty's room, so why won't you come to my room? Don't you like me at least as much as Misty?” she asked, her tone shadowed with concern. You have to like me, Hibiki! she thought desperately.

“It's not that!” denied Hibiki. “It's just that…well…” he trailed off. Dita watched apprehensively as he tried to answer her. “Um…how did you know that I went to Misty's room?” he asked her.

“Well, I kind of watched.” she admitted, looking away from him. “I wanted to make sure that Misty didn't hurt you!” she added hurriedly. Outside the Vandread, the fight was in full swing, but neither noticed. Barnette saw the blue giant more or less drifting through combat and tried to raise them on the tac net, but got nothing.

“Argh! What are those two doing at a time like this?!” she snarled. Seeing that her weapons were empty, she fell back toward the delivery ship, as did most of the two support teams.

In the Vandread, Dita and Hibiki were busy with other matters. “You…watched?” gaped Hibiki. What…why…how did…!! he thought chaotically.

“I had to!” replied Dita earnestly. “What if Misty had done something to you?” she asked. It looked like Misty did plenty, too! “Did those things she did to you hurt you?” she wondered. Hibiki shook his head.

“No, they felt good.” he replied before he could stop himself. Dita's expression became determined.

“Well, I'm the one you should be doing those things with!” she said. Hibiki felt his dick twitch at that statement.

“Are you sure that…?” he tried, only to be cut off by the red-head on his lap.

“Absolutely!” she said confidently. “I want to do those things with you, Hibiki!” she said stubbornly. Just then, their Vandread shook from an impact. Looking forward, they saw that one of the fakes had grabbed them and was pounding on their craft.

“Dita, let's talk about this later.” said Hibiki, glad of the reprieve. He underestimated Dita. Pulling her hands off the controls, she crossed her arms under her breasts.

“Not until you promise to come to my room tonight so we can do those things you did with Misty!” she demanded. Hibiki saw another of the fakes closing in on their unit.

“Ok! Fine!” he said desperately. Dita didn't budge.

“Promise me, Hibiki!” she demanded. Hibiki saw the fake Vandread Jura closing on them, preparing to fire.

“Damn it, I promise, Dita!” he yelled at her. With a cute giggle, the girl's hands magically appeared back on the controls.

“Thank you, Mister Alien!” she purred. Vandread Dita proceeded to lay waste to all enemies within its range. Meia and Jura, who had been worried that something had happened, were shocked at the savage and uncontrolled glee that the blue mech suddenly showed in obliterating it's enemies. Before they knew it, the Vandread was tearing through the hull of the Mothership with its fingers and cannons. Jura and Meia unknowingly shared a thought:

What the hell happened in there?!

-

Another Mothership down, five more to go. thought the Captain as she watched the last of her Dreads return to the Nirvana from their latest combat mission. Magno smiled as she thought about how far the crew had come in so short a time. For a bunch of untested exiles, the crew had done quite well for themselves. Her Commander watched as the holographic displayed showed them that the last Dread was aboard. Turning to her Captain, she spoke.

“All ships accounted for, Captain.” she said. Magno nodded.

“You heard her, Bart!” called the captain to the helmsman. “Nothing more to do here.” she added. Bart, inside the Paksis interface that served as the helm of the ship, nodded to himself.

“Aye, aye, Captain.” he said. “We're outta here!” he said, the engine igniting and the ship moving back onto course for Mejere and Tarak. Turning her command chair around to go to her quarters, the captain paused as she remembered something.

“BC, can I speak with you for a moment?” she said. The platinum-haired woman nodded. Keying her comm unit, the Captain called another of her crew. “Gasco, I need to speak with you for a minute in my quarters.” she said to her oldest friend and crewmember.

“Be right there, Captain.” confirmed the tall, strong woman. With BC at her side, the captain moved up the shallow ramp to her quarters. As soon as the door had closed behind the two, Celtic turned to Belvedere excitedly.

“Belvedere, do you think that Misty will get Hibiki to come to her room again tonight?” asked the smallest of the bridge girls. Belvedere considered that for a moment.

“It's likely, but I'm more interested in how Dita will react to this new development!” she gossiped.

“Dita will probably try to one-up Misty.” opinioned Amarone from her station. “You know how crazy she gets when it's about Hibiki!” On their far side, Ezra was quiet. Since she hadn't seen the events of the night before, she didn't know what they were talking about. But the topic did pique her interest, as Dita had taken to talking to the reserved communications woman about her `relationship' with Hibiki.

“Really?!” squealed Celtic. “Do you really think that Dita would do that stuff with Hibiki? It's just so weird to think of a Mejerian doing that with a man!” she gushed.

“Misty really seemed to like it, though, and she did make a convincing pitch for it.” noted Amarone. I wonder if it really does feel that good?

“Just what are you all talking about?” came Ezra's voice. The other three girls froze for a second before turning to look at the fourth member of the bridge crew. Ezra had her normal pleasant smile on her face, but she clearly expected an explanation.

“Um, it's nothing much, Ezra.” said Belvedere. “Just the normal Dita/Hibiki/Misty deal.” she added. Ezra was silent, her gaze unbending. Celtic became engrossed in her instruments. Amarone tried to think of a way to get off the bridge before Ezra really asked. Belvedere sweated it out in silence. Ezra kept her eyes on the three. Realizing that she needed to remind them that she hadn't gotten a satisfactory answer yet, she spoke again.

“What exactly happened?” she prompted. The three bridge girls had never wanted a Harvest Mothership to attack as badly as they did at that moment.

-

“You think what?” asked Gasco, blinking at her captain. The Captain nodded. “That's kind of a strange thing to think.” mused Gasco, leaning back in her chair in the conference room. She, BC and the Captain had met there to discuss some odd goings on with the crew since Misty had arrived.

“Do you think Misty is a spy?” pressed BC. The Captain frowned.

“No. And even if she were, she's been in cold sleep for seventy years - what good would her information be now? And to whom?” she pointed out. “No, I don't think that she's a spy.” concluded the captain.

“You think she might be after revenge against the Harvest ships and Earth, don't you?” deducted Gasco. The captain nodded.

“Yes. And I am suspicious about her activities of late. I don't necessarily think that she's doing anything dangerous, but her actions and behavior of late have been a bit odd.” The old woman paused to gather her thoughts. “It could just be because she is from a time when men and women were together, but she seems intent on getting together with the men.”

“Is this a problem?” asked BC. The captain laughed.

“More problems than you know, BC, but not in the way you mean!” she chuckled. “I'm old enough to vaguely recall how it was before, you know.” she added. It's still hard to believe that I'm past my century mark! she marveled. “I want to hear your thoughts on this matter.” she said to her two most trusted advisors.

“If she isn't working for the Harvest fleet or earth, then she is of little threat.” BC declared. “She can't communicate with anyone not on this ship without us knowing about it, and even if she could, as you said, she's been in cold sleep for seventy years. Until we know more, I say let her be.” The captain nodded her head.

“I say let her be as well.” agreed Gasco. “You've noticed that since she came on board, the abilities of the Vandreads have gone up across the board, haven't you?” Seeing a nod from her old partner, she went on. “If whatever she is doing is causing this, it can only help up.” she summarized. Magno was silent for moment, then made her choice.

“Very well. Since we are all in agreement,” she directed, “we'll pretend not to see or hear anything about her activities.”

-

Dita paced in her room, eagerly and apprehensively awaiting Hibiki's arrival. In the time since the battle, she had thought over her impulsive demand. And the more she thought about it, the more worried she got. Now, she was torn between fear and eagerness. At any given moment, one or the other feeling was winning.

So wrapped up in her worry was the young girl that she jerked in surprise when her door chimed. For a split second, she wanted to hide; but only for a split second. If I don't answer the door, Hibiki'll just go to Misty! she thought, feeling a touch of jealousy at that thought. “It's open.” she called, preparing herself.

The door slid open. Instead of Hibiki, Misty stood there. Dita blinked, not sure if she was glad or upset that it was Misty and not Hibiki. “Misty. What are you doing here?” she wondered blankly. Misty stepped into the room and let the door close behind herself.

“I can to talk to you before Hibiki gets here.” said the dark haired girl softly. “May I?” she asked, indicating the edge of Dita's bed. Slowly, Dita nodded. Misty sat down on the edge of the bed and studied the girl before her. Patting the bed beside her, she directed Dita to sit beside her.

“I came to give you a couple pieces of advice,” confessed Misty, “presuming that you want to hear them.” she said. Dita considered the new girl.

“Advice?” she asked curiously. Misty nodded.

“I can guess what you want to do, Dita.” she said. “Do you know what you are doing?” she asked the red-head. Dita's lips tightened a bit.

“I…might.” she said. Misty nodded.

“As I thought.” she murmured to herself. Turning to face Dita squarely, she looked into the girl's blue eyes.

“Have you had sex before?” she asked bluntly. Dita frowned.

“I've had a girlfriend before.” she said, a little defensively. Misty slowly nodded.

“Tell you what, Dita.” she said. “I'll tell you what you need to know about having sex with men, if you will help me out with some things I need to know.” she offered. The older girl blinked.

“Help you out? With what?” wondered the Dread pilot. Misty exhaled.

“I know about men, but I don't know about women.” she said obliquely. Dita didn't understand her point.

“But you're a girl, Misty.” she pointed out, confused. “What don't you know about women?” she wondered. Misty looked Dita in the eye.

“I have never had sex with a woman.” she said bluntly. “And I think I'm going to need to know some things about it, given the situation.” she explained. “So, how about I help you with sex with men, and you help me with sex with women?” she offered. Seeing Dita waver a bit, she added a little honey to the pot. “I can tell you that having sex with a man is unbelievably good, and that Hibiki will become closer to you as well.” she baited. That was all Dita needed.

“Ok!” she agreed. Misty wasn't sure why she smiled at Dita's agreement. “But let's start with Hibiki, since he's due here any time now!” Dita added. Misty blinked.

“You mean…?” she began. Dita nodded.

“How else can you show me what I need to know to make it good for both of us?” she asked innocently. Misty considered that and realized that she couldn't really argue any of that. And really, who would want to? I'll get to have sex with Hibiki again - maybe even make it a semi-permanent deal! - and at the same time, I can go easy on the lesbian stuff. Looks like a win/win for both of us! Misty smiled.

“Well, if you're sure, let's discuss a couple of things before he arrives, shall we?” she suggested. Maybe this is for the best. Everyone seems to like Dita, and though she's an overly-optimistic twit, she is honest and sincere, so befriending her can only help me with my goal. she rationalized.

-

When Hibiki arrived about a half hour later, he was greeted with the sight of Misty and Dita sitting on the edge of the Dread pilots bed, both naked. Freezing in the doorway, he blinked at the two. Dita smiled at him, bounding up from the bed, which made her breasts bounce enticingly. The young man felt his dick harden at the sight.

“Come on in, Hibiki!” she exclaimed happily, grabbing his hand and tugging him into her room, touching the button to lock the door on her room. “Misty and I have been waiting for you.” she added excitedly. Hibiki didn't know what to say to that one. Dita giggled as she led him to the bed. Hibiki found his eyes going to Dita's naked form.

Dita was a healthy sixteen year-old girl, and her proportions were nearly perfect, with shapely breasts that, while not overly large, were nicely shaped, firm and perfectly sized to her build. Her nipples were a deep coral color and were already beginning to stiffen. Looking farther down, he spotted a neat red patch of hair, carefully trimmed, just above that part Misty had told him was commonly called a pussy.

At the thought of the other girl, he looked over at the fourteen year-old newcomer. Her breasts were smaller, though not tiny, and she had no hair above her sex that he could see. Her body was less curvy than Dita's, and her shorter deep indigo hair contrasted with her light colored skin nicely. Dita herself had wider hips, a narrower waist and fuller chest than the other girl, and it was complimented by her deep, rich red hair that fell to her thighs.

His comparison of the girls was interrupted by the two objects of that comparison. “Hibiki,” came Misty's voice, “I'm going to help Dita with this, since she hasn't done this before.” explained the girl. “So, just trust me and relax, ok?” she directed.

Dumbly, Hibiki nodded. Misty smiled at him soothingly. “Hibiki, I want to show you some things that I didn't last night. And since this is Dita's turn, I have a couple of things I want to show both of you.” she continued. “For now, come over here.” she ordered, patting the bed. Hibiki did as she asked.

Once he was sitting on the bed, Misty nudged Dita to one side, taking the other side herself. Now bracketed by the naked girls, Hibiki felt the familiar sensation of his dick hardening. Misty would have to have been blind not to notice Dita's nervous shifting. Better start out slow. she decided. “Dita?” she said calmly.

“Uh, yes, Misty?” came the distracted reply. Misty kept the calm smile on her face.

“Have you kissed Hibiki yet?” she asked directly of the other girl. Dita blushed as she shook her head.

“No. He always runs away.” she confessed. Shifting her gaze to Hibiki, she saw him swallow with some difficulty, though his eyes didn't leave Dita's naked form except to shift to her naked body periodically.

“I don't think that he'll run this time.” replied Misty slyly, easing her legs a bit wider. Well, Hibiki's hormones seem to have gained control of his irrational paranoia about women. she thought smugly. Now, let's get Dita loosened up! she almost giggled at her unintentional pun. “Hibiki, will you let Dita kiss you?” she asked him.

Unable to talk at the moment, the young man nodded his head stupidly. Looking at the other girl, Misty nodded to her. “Go ahead, Dita. Kiss him.” she encouraged. Dita slowly leaned over to Hibiki, closing her eyes as her lips approached his. Hibiki's eyes widened a bit and his breathing picked up.

Misty watched as Dita's lips gently touch Hibiki's lips, making the man twitch in surprise. Dita froze for a moment before resuming her kissing. Seeing that Dita wasn't using any tongue, Misty spoke up. “Come on, Dita,” she coached the other girl, “you can do better than that! Kiss him like you were kissing me earlier.” she directed.

That bit of conversation bounced around in Hibiki's brain like a rubber super-ball, and for some reason, it caused his little man to twitch and try to harden even more, though it was already at full stand. All thought was pushed from his mind as he felt Dita's wonderfully soft lips part and her wet, warm tongue slipped between his closed lips. Remembering what Misty had shown him the night before, he opened his mouth, allowing Dita to deepen the kiss, which the red-head did eagerly. Throwing her arms around his shoulder, she leaned into him, knocking him back onto the bed, her naked form on top of him.

Dita felt herself growing wet and excited as she felt his tongue clumsily caress her tongue. Wow! I'm kissing Mr. Alien! she thought deliriously. She didn't know why, but she was getting really turned on by the act, her sex already wet but steadily growing hotter and wetter. Misty could sympathize with her; seeing the obvious affection and attraction that Dita had for the man was affecting her. Unconsciously, she touched her own sex to find it - predictably - wet. After a moment of practiced rubbing of her clit, she forced her hand away from her nether regions. There was work to be done, after all.

With gentle touches, she managed to get Dita to move off Hibiki's prone form and began to work on the man's clothes. Before long, she had him down to his breechclout. Seeing his dick tenting the cloth, she licked her lips. Tapping Dita's side, she managed to get the Dread pilot to break her kiss with Hibiki. “What?” panted Dita, sounding a bit impatient. Misty pointed to the young man's hips. “Wow! Is that his antenna?” asked Dita, amazed.

“Well, it isn't an antenna, but yes, it is that organ that men have.” corrected Misty. Looking at Hibiki, who was still kind of out of it from the heavy kissing, she shared a leer with Dita. “Want to see what it looks like?” she asked the other girl. Dita eagerly nodded, making her breasts jiggle. Misty tugged the last of Hibiki's clothes off. “Amazing, amazing, amazing!” crowed Dita, leaning closer to the erection to study it in detail. Misty swallowed a mouthful of drool before continuing.

“Go on,” she said, “touch it. But remember that it is sensitive - like your clit.” she warned the alien freak. Dita nodded absently as she gently closed her hand around it.

“Ah! It's so warm!” she marveled. “It's hard, but it feels so soft!” she added, experimentally moving her hand on his shaft. Hibiki moaned. “Oh! Did that hurt, Mr. Alien?” she asked, concerned. Misty answered for him.

“No; quite the opposite, in fact.” she purred. “Here. Let me show you something.” she said, closing her hand around Dita's on his member and slowly, firmly, jacking him off. Hibiki began to writhe on Dita's bed. With her other hand, Misty took Dita's free hand and guided it to Hibiki's balls. “Very gently caress them.” directed Misty, once more taking the lead. Dita watched as Misty teased the man's balls, then mimicked her. Dita blinked as she saw how good Dita's technique was. Well, she would have to be a fast learner to survive in this place. reasoned the castaway.

“Dita,” moaned Hibiki, “Misty, that feels strange.” he managed. Misty giggled.

“You want us to stop?” she asked innocently. Hibiki instantly shook his head.

“No!” he denied. Misty smirked.

“I didn't think so.” she murmured. Knowing that Hibiki still didn't have a lot of control, she decided that it would be most effective to get him off once before he did Dita. “Dita, do you want to make him feel even better?” she whispered to the other girl. Dita nodded. “Ok, then follow my lead, ok?” she asked. Seeing another nod, she leaned in and extended her tongue, flicking the underside of his bulbous head with her eager tongue. A gasp sounded from Hibiki. Catching Dita's eyes, the girl wordlessly invited her to join in.

Dita, as was her nature, dove in eagerly. Settling in face to face with Misty with Hibiki's hard length between them, she extended her own tongue and ran it along his hard length from almost at the base to the tip. It tastes kind of good. she decided, licking again. For a few minutes, the two licked his length, coating it with their saliva and periodically pumping it through their fists. As Hibiki felt that point building in his groin, Misty moved to the next stage.

Reaching past his member, she combed her fingers through Dita's hair until she had her hand on the back of the girl's head, then guided the red-head's face up to the tip of Hibiki's member and pulled her close, moving her own face into position directly opposite Dita. Dita instinctively opened her lips into a kiss, taking almost half of his tip into her mouth, feeling Misty's lips meet her own at the tip of his member. The younger girl's tongue slipped over the top of his member and into Dita's mouth, teasing her own tongue. Retaliating, Dita managed to her own tongue into Misty's mouth.

Feeling the hot, wet action, Hibiki leaned his head up to see what the girls were doing, and saw that his dick was caught between the two kissing girls. For some reason, that pushed him over the edge, and he felt his nuts tighten in preparation to fire. His head dropped back onto Dita's bed. It occurred to some small part of his mind that he could smell the girl just like he did in their Vandread. “Ugh!” he gasped as a warning.

Feeling his sac tighten, Misty urgently broke the kiss and pulled Dita cheek-to-cheek with herself, right above Hibiki's twitching rod. “Get ready.” she breathed to Dita. Before the pilot could ask what she needed to be ready for, Hibiki exploded. Feeling it splatter against her face as well as Dita's, Misty squinted to keep it out of her eyes, knowing that there would be more jets coming. God, if that isn't a pun! she thought absently, feeling a tiny orgasm roll through her as she felt the second shot hit her. Four more followed before Hibiki was done for the moment.

As the man panted, Misty eased back from Dita, feeling his cum stretch between them. His load had hit both of them, and she was mildly surprised to see how much of it there was. Dita touched her face, smearing the cum there. “What is this stuff?” she asked, intrigued.

“It's called cum, sperm or semen, depending on your preference. I think you girls call it `seed'” she added, recalling her talks with Barnette and Jura. Dita's face lit up.

“It's Hibiki's seed?!” she gasped eagerly. “Can I taste it?” she asked the other girl. Misty giggled.

“Sure, but it is an acquired taste.” she cautioned. Dita used a finger to scoop some up from her cheek, then popped it into her mouth, sucking her finger clean. “Well?” asked Misty, amused, “Do you like it?” Dita nodded, collecting another finger worth of cum and popping it into her mouth.

“It's a bit salty, and the texture is odd, but it's good!” she exclaimed. “Are you going to eat yours?” she asked, seeing the coating on Misty's face. An idea occurred to Misty. Looking at Hibiki, she saw that he was more or less recovered from his first orgasm, so she could begin to prepare him to please Dita.

“Want to try something new?” she asked. I have a feeling that I will be asking that a lot in the future. she noted. Dita nodded enthusiastically. So far, these new experiences were incredible. “Ok, first, collect all his cum in your mouth, but don't swallow it yet.” she directed, using her fingers and tongue to gather the goo from her own face. Once it was more or less gathered, she glanced at Dita, seeing the older girl had her face wiped clean, her lips tightly closed. Leaning into Dita, she closed her hand around Hibiki's limp dick and began to stroke it lightly.

As she did that, she took her other hand and guided Dita into a kiss with her. As soon as she had closed her lips against Dita's, she felt the girl open her mouth, the cum held there mixing with the cum in her mouth. Misty had to agree that it tasted fine, if a bit odd. In her hand, she felt his dick coming back to life. Opening an eye, she saw that he was watching them kiss. Let's kick this up a bit. she decided.

With her hand and her lips, she twisted around so her lips were above Dita's and slowly eased back from the red-head, leaving her tongue in the other girl's mouth as she did so. Dita seemed to understand her silent directions, as she trailed her own oral member along the length of Misty's, leaving her lips open so the mixed cum could drip from Misty's mouth to Dita's. With her mouth full and her head tilted back, Dita swallowed the mouthful of treat. When it was done she sucked on Misty's tongue to get all she could of it. As Dita was busy with this, Misty felt Hibiki's dick reaching almost full hardness.

For her part, Misty was thinking of some issues, though most of her mind was clouded by lust. Misty had known for a while that she had interest in women, and her research had indicated that she might like being with women, too, but she hadn't had a chance to do any experimenting. Now, feeling her arousal build as she kissed and caressed Dita, she reached the conclusion that she was most likely bi-sexual. Not that that means anything here. she mused.

Wondering if Dita might be, she moved her hand from Dita's cheek, sliding it down the other girl's neck, pausing to tickle her nipples, then moving down her chest to her belly, then lower, touching the older girl's sex for the first time. Feeling the slick, wet state of her pussy, Misty thought it likely that Dita was enjoying her attention as much as she enjoyed Dita's. She almost flinched as Dita's hand touched her breasts, taking a hard nipple in her fingertips and rolling it skillfully. A moan slipped from Misty's throat.

“Are you ok, Misty?” asked Dita, breaking the kiss. Misty nodded.

“Mmm.” she assured the other girl. “But look at this.” she invited, nodding to Hibiki's hard length. Dita blinked.

“It's back to the way it was!” she exclaimed. “Mr. Alien is amazing!” she added giddily. Misty husked a laugh at the other girl.

“You haven't seen anything yet!” she assured the other girl. Let's do this while he still can. she thought to herself. Glancing at Dita's groin, she could see the hot, slick juice coating her thighs. And there is little chance that Dita isn't ready. she added silently. “Hibiki, are you ready to show Dita what we did last night?” she asked the young man. Hibiki blinked, then nodded.

“Of course!” he replied with more confidence than he possessed. I still don't know what I'm supposed to be doing, but I guess that since Misty is here, she'll tell me. he reasoned. Indeed, Misty seemed to be in the lead.

Taking Dita's shoulder in her hands, she guided the girl on the bed on her back. Once Dita was settled, Misty took one of Dita's knees in each hand and bent them back, spreading the girl's legs as she went, opening Dita to Hibiki's gaze. Seeing the heat in both of their eyes- and not realizing that her own were clouded with lust - Misty moved to the side and lay down all but on top of Dita, her body pressed to Dita's side. “Hibiki, go ahead and get between her legs.” she directed the man. Hibiki got up on his hands and knees and moved to crawl between the gorgeous red-head's legs.

Once he was settled, Misty touched his member, making sure that he was settled properly. With that taken care of, she slipped her hand out of the way and hugged herself to Dita's side. “Ready?” she whispered to the girl. Dita nodded. Glancing at Hibiki, who was all but trembling in excitement, she nodded.

Pushing forward eagerly, he felt his tip begin to split Dita's tight entrance. The Dread pilot gasped. Misty knew what was wrong. “Go easy, Hibiki.” she whispered to the eager man. “Wait until you are in her before you start to thrust that hard!” she added softly. Hibiki nodded.

“I'll try.” he gritted. God, it feels so good, all I want to do it push as hard as I can! Girls feel so good inside it's almost impossible not to shove my little man in. But, he took Misty's warning to heart, and managed to control himself as he gently, firmly pushed against her entrance, paused, then pushed again. Bit by bit, he felt her open to him. Misty decided to distract Dita. Using her free hand, she began to tickle the girl's sensitive nipples. It worked.

When Hibiki felt his wide head pop into her, he and she both moaned in ecstasy. With the hardest part out of the way, his dick swiftly managed to completely invade her passage. Feeling his hips meet her hips, he glanced at Misty. The younger girl nodded, and he thankfully began to pump in her, building his pace and strength swiftly. Before long, he was holding onto her shoulders as he slammed into her, teetering on the edge of another orgasm.

For her part, Dita was clinging to him, her arms around his neck and her legs clamped to his sides like he was a horse and she was riding him; not that she knew what a horse was, and it was him riding her instead of the other way around. With the new sensations raging through her, she swiftly lost herself to a massive orgasm, the sensation of her delicate channel being stretched by the invading member, the pressure against her G-spot and clit only adding to the fire. “Hibiki!” she mewed, her passage clamping down on his wildly pumping member.

“Dita-chan!” he grunted, falling prey to his own orgasm, filling her pussy with his second load that night. Beside them, Misty's hand was back at her pussy, two fingers in her own needful passage, her bottom lip firmly pinched between her teeth as she managed to get herself another orgasm. Groaning, she joined the other two in heaven.

Eventually, the three were huddled in Dita's bed, Hibiki sound asleep between the two of them, Dita on one side, Misty on the other. Both women were happily drowsy, but not sound asleep like Hibiki. Misty was thinking of the road ahead. Apparently, so was Dita. “Misty?” asked the Dread pilot softly.

“Hmm?” was the non-verbal reply.

“When do you want me to show you what I know?” she asked the other girl, her arm resting possessively on Hibiki's chest. Misty considered that.

“When we can, I guess.” she replied. At the rate that we're going, it won't be long before we do that anyway, so why rush? she reasoned. Dita nodded.

“Um, will you keep teaching me about men?” she asked her former rival.

“Sure, if you want.” was her answer. Dita smiled.

“I want.” she confirmed. Time passed in silence, and Misty was almost asleep when Dita had one more question. “What about the other girls?” she asked. “I think that Jura and Meia might want to try this with Hibiki, too.”

“Probably Barnette as well.” yawned Misty.

“Well? Can they?” asked Dita. “I mean, will it hurt Mr. Alien?”

Misty nearly laughed at that one. “Quite the opposite, actually.” she giggled. Another aspect of this occurred to her. “But are you going to be ok with that?” wondered Misty. Dita blinked.

“Why wouldn't I be?” she asked honestly.

“Well, they would be with your precious `Mr. Alien'.” she pointed out. “Wouldn't that make you mad?” God knows you were upset when I kissed him. she silently added. Dita frowned.

“But they're my friends - just like you!” she protested. “I shouldn't keep them from knowing what it's like! That would be like them hiding ice cream from me!” she explained. Misty wasn't surprised at that comparison. “They wouldn't do that, so I shouldn't hog Hibiki.” She paused. “Besides, as long as Hibiki likes me more than he likes them, it's fine!” she added brightly.

“Well, how about we take this one day at a time for now?” suggested Misty, seeing the potential in that outlook. “And right now, this day is over. Right?” she prompted, hearing Dita yawn.

“Right.” agreed Dita. “I'm beat. This `sex' takes a lot out of a girl!” she noted. It was only with the greatest self-control that Misty resisted the obvious crack about it taking more out of men.

“Night, Dita.” she said instead, hugging herself to Hibiki's side. On the other side, she felt Dita do the same.

“Night Misty.” came the red-head's voice.

-

In the men's quarters, Duero considered Hibiki's empty bed. Several things had been running around in his head, and after much thought, he realized that the most obvious answer was most likely the correct answer. “The women have him.” he mused.

That thought didn't bother him the way it might once have bothered him. Women weren't monsters, in fact, and he had come to realize that almost as soon as he had been taken prisoner. But for all that knew about them, he was still unsure if Hibiki's close relationship with the women was good for him or bad for him.

That thought prompted another thought. “I still can't read that data-block of his, and Parfet hasn't been able to crack it yet, either.” he muttered to himself.

-

Jura tapped her lips thoughtfully. The small terminal in her and Barnette's room had just yielded her the key puzzle piece, but now she had a new puzzle. I found out where the `seed' comes from, and how to extract it. she mused. But how am I supposed to merge it with my egg? The machines for that are all back on Mejere, and we're outlaws! Argh! This is irritating! Deciding to let it go for the night, she dropped her thin gown and slipped into bed with Barnette, who was already asleep. She didn't realize that the answer wouldn't be long in coming.

 

End Chapter 3

 

*** OMAKE ***

 

Leaning his head up to see what the warm, wet sensation on the tip of his dick was, he saw Misty and Dita sucking on his tip. “Ah! What are you doing?” he asked them. Releasing his tip with a wet pop, Misty smiled at him.

“We're giving you a blowjob, of course!” she answered. Hibiki felt a sense of relief wash through him.

“Phew! For a minute there, I thought you were eating me.” he mumbled. Dita felt his sac tighten, and a moment later, her mouth was full of his cum. Misty noticed.

“Hey! I want some, too!” she protested, locking her lips to Dita's, sucking the cum from the other girl's mouth and swallowing. Hibiki felt a stab of fear shoot through him.

They DO eat men's insides!