Trance peeked nervously around the corner, back at the cockpit of her new home, to make sure that Rev and Beka were both busy navigating through the asteroid field before she headed towards engineering.
He’d be leaving in a few days, and Beka said they might not see him again for several months. Trance frowned at the idea of not seeing him for that long.
It had been three weeks since the two of them started to meet down in engineering like this, and the tense feeling at the pit of her stomach was only getting worse. She bit her lip, moving quietly. Trance wondered how the two of them had managed to keep this a secret, especially considering the size and acoustics of the Maru in general. If Harper is singing in engineering, Beka can usually hear him in the cockpit.
She stopped in the kitchen long enough to check her reflection in the mirror – a black bikini top and brown leather shorts. She picked up a can of his favorite drink, curling her nose slightly as she opened it. She wasn’t a fan of the stuff, but she liked the taste it left in his mouth whenever she kissed him.
If Beka knew why Trance, who admittedly couldn’t make heads or tails out of anything mechanical, was spending so much time in engineering the past few weeks, she’d kill him.
Reaching engineering, she looked around and spotted him bent over, his head and torso inside a conduit. With a grin, she ran the tip of her tail against the back of his thigh to get his attention.
He gasped and hit his head as he jerked out of the conduit. “Ow!”
“Sorry, I thought you could use this.” Trance handed him the can and sat down. She studied him as he took a long sip and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Where are Beka and Rev?”
“Trying to navigate us through an asteroid field. They’ll be busy for at least a couple of hours. And I’m a little bored, so I thought I’d come back here.”
He smirked in her direction. Trance loved the twinkle in his eye when he looked at her like that. “So now I’m entertainment?”
“No, I just wanted to know if you wanted any company.” Trance ran her tail against his thigh, curling it gently, and watched his cheeks turn red.
“Well, I guess I can take a break.” Pulling Trance into his arms, he kissed her slowly. When Trance let out a soft moan, he broke the kiss and brought a finger to her lips. “Quiet, she could hear us if we’re loud enough.”
Trance nodded, her fingers running up and under his shirt. The feeling in her stomach was getting worse. “Sorry. I’ll be quiet.”
He led Trance back behind the engine core where they couldn’t be seen should anyone go down to engineering before taking off his shirt. Trance grinned and ran her purple hands down his chest briefly before she undid her bikini top. She could see and feel his lips on her breasts as her shorts dropped to the floor. Trance bit back a moan when he took a nipple into his mouth. Her tail snuck its way down the front of his pants, over his groin.
He gasped slightly and grabbed a hold of Trance’s tail, rubbing it gently in his fingers. “Can I take off my pants first, at least?”
Trance responded by batting his hand out of the way and undoing them herself, pulling his already hard cock free with a soft giggle. He lifted her up against the wall and held her while she braced her feet against the back of the engine core.
It was times like this when Trance thanked whoever created her that her race was made so strong. She felt his tongue trace patterns along her nipple for a few seconds, sending little shocks all over her body. This was definitely something she could not easily do with anyone else in the crew.
“Ready?”
"Almost.” Trance watched his face as she ran her tail up along the inside of her own thigh before sliding it in and out of her slit a few times. She saw him lick his lips.
“You want to do that again, huh? The last time we did, I had to tell Beka I had a cramp and that was why I was walking so funny.”
“Well, you are leaving in a few days. Besides, I’m the medical officer, I can fake examination results.” Trance slipped her tail out. “Ready.”
He grabbed a hold of Trance’s ass and slid in. To Trance, the feeling was incredible. But the sensation only wound up causing the tension in her stomach to get worse. He pressed her against the wall with his body and set up a slow rhythm. Trance ran her lips along his collarbone and shoulders, letting them both get used to the sensations, before her hands reached down his back to grab his ass.
He had such a nice ass. Trance grinned and slid her tail into him, hitting his prostate. She felt him buck hard against her.
“Jesus, Trance…” Trance turned her head to kiss him in an effort to keep him quiet. He was a bit louder than he should have been. Her tail began to match the rhythm she felt as he thrust into her. Trance pressed her feet against the back of the engine core to keep from slipping. He braced his hands against the wall as they moved.
“Shh… they’ll hear us, remember?” Luckily for the both of them, Trance was a lot stronger and more flexible than she looked. Otherwise, she would have slid down the wall when he braced himself against the wall like this. Trance didn’t care, however, because it really felt good.
Trance closed her eyes, began to make a high pitched, shrill noise in the back of her throat and moved her tail faster. She was getting close. She moved her tail in and out of him faster, making sure she hit his prostate each time. Trance heard a soft growl coming from the back of his throat.
He slammed Trance against the wall a few more times before his hips locked and he came. Trance shuddered as she felt him twitching inside her just before she followed him. Holding him close, she dropped her feet as they both slid down the wall, exhausted.
She never knew what surprised her more, the fact that they could always manage to be so quiet while they fucked, or the fact that after three weeks neither Beka nor Rev noticed anything funny about the way the two of them act around each other.
Her eyes were still closed when she made out the sound of Beka’s boots on the Maru’s floor. “Rafe? Are you back here?”
Trance opened her eyes and let Rafe go so he could stand. Trance felt Rafe slip out of her and frowned. Just like that, another moment alone with him was over. “I’m behind the engine core, Rocket. Don’t come back here. It’s messy.”
“I could just imagine it. All the oil and grime and empty Sparky cans. Have you seen Trance? I could have sworn I saw her back in the kitchen a few minutes ago.”
“Yeah, she went down to the cargo bay to unpack some Sparky Cola for Harper.” Rafe tucked himself back in and zipped up his pants before helping Trance to her feet. Trance kept quiet.
“Poor thing. She really misses Harper when he goes on vacation.”
Rafe gave Trance a puzzled look and nodded. Rafe started to help Trance get dressed. “I noticed. She’s been keeping me company in engineering a lot while he’s been out.”
“Well, if you see her, tell her that we’ll be arriving on Infinity Atoll in about an hour if she wants to get ready.”
“Will do.”
“Thanks. Oh, and Rafe? Thank you for being extra nice to Trance while Harper’s been out. I think you made the time fly by for her.”
Rafe shrugged, picked up a screwdriver on the floor, and dropped it. The clatter of the tool as it hit the ground was his attempt at sounding busy. “It flew by for me too. She’s really sweet.”
Trance blushed, not taking her eyes off Rafe.
“Yeah, she is. I’ll let you get back to your work.” Beka’s stepped away but stopped. “Rafe?”
“What, sis?”
“You’re not uh… spanking the monkey back there, are you?”
Rafe turned crimson and laughed. “Not since you caught me when you were twelve.”
“Oh, okay. You sound out of breath.”
Rafe pressed his lips to Trance before responding. “Well, some of these panels are heavy.”
“Need help?”
“No, I got it.”
“Okay.” Beka’s boots were heard walking away. Rafe gave Trance a look.
“You usually miss Harper?”
“He’s my best friend.”
“That’s all?”
Trance nodded. Now it was Trance’s turn to turn crimson. “He thinks I’m a kid, so even though I’m pretty sure he’s thought about touching me like this, he wouldn’t get the nerve to. Same with Beka. Funny, I’m older than they are.”
“You are? Even older than me?” Rafe leaned in close. Trance inhaled the smell of sex on him for what she knew would be the last time for a long while.
“Yes. But I’m not telling you my age.”
“I’m not asking. Dad always told us it was rude to ask anyway. But I will miss this.”
Trance held him close and sighed. “Me too.”
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