Okay, if f/f slash offends you, look away now
By Osiris mail to: osirisuk@hotmail.com
Part one of the Fun and Games series.
Trance is biologically very different from humans, Niets, even Magog. We've seen strange things effect her. What else might?
Warnings; Sex, bad language, but no violence, except against articles of clothing. Lots of nudity, and dirty thoughts from the author put down on paper.
Summary; This is a short Trance/Rommie PWP. This is definitely PWP. There is no sign of plot, beyond what is taken to get Rommie and Trance naked together and doing the wild thing. Oh, and as you'll soon discover, Trance still has her tail. The tail is important. The plot to get them in bed (if they get that far) revolves around the tail. As does what they do once in bed. An extra appendage, which seems very, very sensitive, very flexible, and very versatile is always useful.
Synopsis: Rommie learns a few new things about her Avatar, and Trance and her have some fun.
I own Nothing. This annoys me. I would like to own Rommie
and Trance. But I don't. Except in my head. There they get to do all sorts
of interesting things. Tribune owns them, so they don't do quite such interesting
things in the series.
Trance sat in Hydroponics, rocking back and forwards slowly, hidden in the middle of a clump of trees in a corner. She wasn't feeling bad- far from it.
There was something wrong with Rommie's engines. It was so minor that it was unlikely even Rommie herself noticed it. It was simply a vibration running through the deck. Not a big vibration. Even Tyr wouldn't feel it. But Trance could.
There was no pain, no discomfort, as such, but there was something else. Trance's tail was very sensitive, as everyone knew, but no-one knew exactly why. It was an erogenous zone. Simple as that. She could feel the vibration passing up through her legs, and down to her tail, and the sensation was incredible. She had come to the thick dirt of the Hydroponics Bay's flower beds hoping it would muffle the sensation. It was, but not enough.
Now, for a human, The result of something similar would be simply getting a bit horny. Maybe even a lot horny. But the thing is, human's had no area of their body as sensitive as Trance's tail. A Human might be getting hot, but Trance, well...
Trance was dripping. She could feel the fabric of her top rubbing against her breasts, and smell her own arousal. Her senses were hyped, and she could hear her own heartbeat pounding in her ears.
Growling irritably, she finally got up off of the dirt. She had to get to her quarters, preferably before running into anyone. At the moment, she didn't feel particularly well off on the self-control front. It wasn't particularly restricted to anyone male, either. In her current state, Trance would enthusiastically have jumped the bones of either Beka or Tyr, or any other member of the crew, for that matter.
The doors to her quarters opened, then sealed behind her, and she growled out a command to engage privacy mode. Before they had even fully shut, Trance was peeling off her clothes. She groaned as the fabric of her top rubbed over her nipples, the soft cloth moving over the erect buds. She unbuttoned her hotpants, then she slowly slid them down her legs. Her tail was rubbed against the edges of the hole in the fabric as it was pulled through, and her legs nearly buckled.
Trance collapsed back on her bed, and her tail began to wriggle against the fabric of the bedcovers. Her hands delved into the soaking fabric of her panties, and she shoved two fingers into her slit. Within moments she was panting as her climax approached...
Then there was a loud beep from the door, and Trance nearly screamed in frustration. Looking around, she quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. Maybe she could control it long enough to just get rid of whoever it was at the door.
She palmed the door open, and there stood Rommie, looking concerned.
"Trance, my sensors register you having an elevated pulse, at least for you, elevated body temperature, and now that I'm looking at you, I see your pupils are dilated. Is something wrong? If you were a human, I'd say you had a fever."
Trance tried to think of an excuse. Any excuse that would get rid of Rommie, and let her get back to getting rid of some tension. But then the scent of Rommie's artificial skin filled her nostrils. Until now, she'd never realized how realistic Harper had made the ships avatar. Fuck it...
Trance grabbed Rommie and dragged her into the room, calling for privacy mode as the door sealed, then she shoved the Android against the door and covered Rommie's mouth with her own. She felt Rommie's mouth open in surprise, and she forced her tongue between the shocked robot's lips, plundering her mouth as her hand cupped Rommie's ass through the skin-tight fabric of her pants. She felt the rough towel slide down her sensitized flesh, leaving her clad only in her sopping wet panties.
Trance pulled her lips away from Rommie's mouth, and began to nibble on the side of her neck as her tail entwined itself around her legs. "Trance," Rommie gasped, "What is wrong with you?" She put her hands between them, trying to push the purple girl away with out hurting her, her right hand accidentally ending up cupping Trances breast.
"Horny," Trance gasped as she rubbed her body forwards against Rommie's hands, closing her eyes as she pulled her mouth away.
"Yes, I can see that." Rommie replied. She wasn't sure exactly what to do. Here she was, with an attractive girl throwing herself at her, and Harper's avatar was reacting in disturbing ways. She shouldn't gasp. She didn't breathe, well, at least not unless she was speaking or doing something else that required it. Why should she gasp? She could also feel her groin getting warm, and she seemed to be leaking fluid. Finally, these instincts Harper had saddled this body with to allow it to function were doing strange things. Her programming was telling her that she should leave and get help, that Trance obviously was ill, but her body was telling her to just go with it. Fuck it...
Rommie spun Trance around until it was the blond who was against the door to the room, and squeezed up against her, bending slightly and taking the deep purple nipple of the girls right breast in her mouth. She felt two hands feeling for the zipper of her top, whilst a third appendage ran down her ass crack. She could feel it clearly through her pants. Trance's tail, she realized muzzily.
There was a faint noise, then her top loosened, her breasts popping free. One was immediately grabbed by Trance, who fondled the mound of sythaflesh, while her other hand followed her tail south. Her mouth remained locked with Trances, but she quickly worked her top off, then pressed closer to Trance, their breasts rubbing together. Trances moved her hand from Rommie's nipple to the back of her head, pulling it even closer.
Rommie ran her hands lightly down Trance's sweaty back until they ran into panties. She carefully slid her hands in, and caressed Trances ass cheeks, while her thumbs felt around the end of Trances most unique feature. The slight moan told her that that was a sensitive spot. Finally, her body got the best of her, and she tore off the thin lace, then cupped Trances ass again and lifted, her robotic strength easily able to support the slight girls weight. Trance immediately took advantage of this, her legs lifting and wrapping around Rommie's waist, and her mouth moving away from Rommie's and sliding down to nibble on her neck, moving up to her ears occasionally.
Trance could feel Rommie's hands on her ass, but what really had gotten her attention was the feeling of her thumbs on the base of her tail. Her body spasmed, and she ground her slit against Rommie, her clit sliding over the slick fabric of the tight leather like pants Rommie always seemed to wear nowadays. She felt the covers of her bed against her back, and then felt Rommie's hands, gently unwrapping her legs. She frowned in disappointment, thinking the ships avatar had changed her mind. Those thoughts vanished as the androids mouth began to kiss and lick it's way down her chest.
Rommie had no idea why, but she was enjoying this immensely. Her AI programming hadn't prepared her for this. The sensations from her... coupling with the avatar of the Balance had been very different, as it was more in the VR world of her mental matrix, and the sensations there were very different. This was utterly physical, and it was a testament to Harper's remarkable engineering talent that this was even more fun. He had added an entire battery of subprograms that she hadn't been more than peripherally aware of. The AI equivalent of involuntary actions in humans. She knew she had a set of artificial organs that functioned in ways superficially similar to humans. She had a simulated heart which beat, without her telling it to, or at least would if she turned it on. She could sweat when it was hot, or shiver when cold. She knew this.
What she hadn't realized were the... other reactions. Her heart was beating faster now. The nipples on her synthskin breasts were now as hard as rocks, and the moisture that had begun to flow from her slit when Trance first kissed her had increased to a flood. Finally, she decided to stop recording and analyzing, and just give in totally. Her tongue circled Trance's navel, and the purple girl actually mewled, arching her back upwards. Rommie pulled back slightly, then began a series of long wet licks that passed down over the skin of Trance's lower stomach, and finally down to her sopping slit. As her tongue lightly slid over the lips, she felt Trance's hands in her hair, pulling her face down towards the inviting orifice.
But she didn't want to go there quite yet. Lifting her head slightly, she began a series of short licks over Trance's engorged purple clit, resisting Trance's increasingly frantic attempts to force her head lower as she approached climax. Lifting one of her hands from the bed, she raised her head until her eyes locked with Trances, then delicately inserted her index finger between her lips, then removed it and slid it over Trances clit, then lower, until it reached the slit itself. Lubricated by both Rommie's artificial saliva, and Trances own juices, it slid in easily, and Trance tried to grind her groin into Rommie's hand, her eyes closing in pleasure. Rommie lowered her mouth again, this time fully enveloping Trances clit, whilst beginning to slowly move her hand back and forwards. After a moment, she added a second finger, and only a few seconds later, Trances broke, a scream coming from her mouth as a fresh flood of juices poured from her. Rommie lapped eagerly at them, her fingers continuing to move, drawing out the orgasm.
Moments later, Trance's breathing and pulse began to slow, and Rommie began to straighten regretfully. Before she was even near standing, though, Trance's surprisingly strong grip tugged her sprawling face down onto the bed. Rommie felt herself being turned over, and then Trance was kneeling astride her. Trance looked amazing nude, and Rommie's android eyesight could see her nipples getting hard again.
Trances eyes flashed, and a wide grin touched her lips. "My turn!" She whispered, and bounced off the bed. Rommie felt rather than saw Trance bending over her, then felt something hot slid down between her breasts as Trance licked her, and Rommie closed her eyes, savoring the sensation. The tongue then, vanished, to be replaced by the hot sensation of Trances mouth enveloping her right nipple. Two hands began to fumble at her pants, and within seconds they had been pulled down to her knees, then Trances tugged them off, and Rommie heard the muffled thud of the fabric hitting a wall. As she lay there, she felt a hand gently reach down and tease her clit, the fingers running lightly over the nerve laden flesh. The sensation made her shiver in pleasure.
She felt Trance's knees nudge her legs apart, and went with the purple girls gentle urgings. Suddenly she felt something else gently rub it's way down her slit, then carefully slide an inch or two into her. Her eyes burst open as her body arched in response to the unfamiliar sensations as Trance's tail gently pushed it's way into her. Trance climbed up onto the bed again, her tail moving slowly in and out, kneeling astride her, and her mouth gently lowered and began to nip it's way along the android's jaw line, as it had done earlier. Rommie felt the tip of Trance's nose brush her cheek occasionally, and the warmth of her breath on the side of her neck. She felt Trance's finger push inside her next to the tail, then withdraw. The digit, slick with her own artificial juices, then ran across her lips. Trance continued her progress along Rommie's jaw line until she reached her lips. The purple girls tongue ran it's way across Rommie's lips, which parted to allow it entry.
As she felt Trance plunder her mouth, Rommie detected a hint of her own body's lubricant amongst the almost honey like sweetness of Trance's saliva.
As their tongues battled, Trance's tail increased it's pace, thrusting faster and faster. As the android began to pant, Trance lifted herself up on her hands so she could watch Rommie's face as she went through what was probably her first orgasm.
Trance felt the muscles, or artificial equivalent, in Rommie's vagina contract as her orgasm hit. The beautiful robot's eyes screwed themselves shut as her body arched up, pressing hard against Trance's, and then she moaned loudly. The orgasm seemed to drag on forever, and then Rommie relaxed back again, her face flushed, panting shallowly. Her eyes were dilated, and sweat beaded her forehead.
Trance gently withdrew her tail, then rolled off Rommie. The android gently reached across and pulled Trances back against her, then wrapped her arms around her and held her. Within moments, Trance's breathing slowed to indicate sleep. Rommie smiled, then began to shut down to recoup some energy. It had been an interesting day, but she still needed to ask Trance for an explanation...
Next up, Rommie plays a game...