“Yes Trance?” Rommie walked confidently onto the observation deck, with a fair amount of time to spare, and had been intrigued by Trance’s ask for assistance with something. Trance was standing, her gold skin shimmering with the reflections from the stars of the huge window.
“Oh, Rommie, Thanks for coming.” Trance shifted un-comfortably. “I just need you to help me with something.”
Rommie nodded. “Sure, I’ll see what I can do. What’s it about?”
Trance lifted up the force lance from her holster, and held it up horizontally in front of her head. “This.” She said shortly.
Rommie didn’t understand her at all, and looked into Trance’s eyes. “A… Force lance.”
“Yeah. With all that’s been going on recently… and, looking for the ‘engine… fighting Nietzcheans… I really don’t actually know how to properly use one. All the things I know they can do… extend use effectors… I really don’t understand them. I just know how to fire them.”
Rommie relaxed a little, Trance just wanted to know about Force Lance’s. For a minute she was worried Trance would get all serious and start talking about her alternate future’s and everything. It was really quite disconcerting when she did that.
“Sure, Well.” Rommie picked up her own force lance, and began pointing to all the various buttons and circular components you can twist. “These…” She began, pointing to various components “Control extending, plasma grenade and shock, as well as the security encodings.” She pointed to the two twisting components. “These are used as manual overrides to select individual settings, such as overload and only extending it a certain length. Understand?”
Trance nodded and Rommie watched Trance use all the commands, making the lance extend, and even start a controlled overload to show her how to do it.
“Right, basic lance technique. You will get much better over time, but let’s start with basic extended movements.”
Rommie extended her own lance; showing Trance basic methods of attack, defence and parry using a quarterstaff weapon. Trance poked forward, shot back and pretended to parry an attack with the arm.
Rommie kept up a continual commentary. “That’s good” She would tell Trance. “Extend…Retreat, Attack. Keep it up. Pivot on your legs, don’t use your stomach, you will overbalance and someone can grab the lance and yank you forward. More than one Lancer has fallen straight into a Nietzchean’s bone blades with that trick.”
Once Rommie was satisfied with Trance’s combat skills up close, she began to tell Trance about shooting. “Now, although these use smart bullets, a proper stance makes a big difference. Stand with your legs slightly apart to get a good balance.” Rommie watched as Trance spaced her legs apart. “Good, now hold your arm out straight, but relaxed.”
Trance held up her arm straight, but it was very tense and you could see her muscles bearing through. “No, no” Rommie told her, patiently. “Don’t grip the force lance, you don’t need to worry; it has no recoil. Just hold it completely relaxed.” Trance tried it, but her fingers were wrapped round too tightly and it wasn’t how a lance should be held.
“Let me show you.” Rommie told her. She stepped up behind her, and walked forward so she was pushing against her back. Rommie lifted up her arm, following Trance’s until the two were touching and Rommie was spacing Trance’s fingers apart. There backs rubbed a little against each other with the closeness.
Trance was wearing one of her tight leather cat suits, with the low neckline not leaving much to the imagination. Rommie’s head was now peering over Trance’s shoulder, and Rommie couldn’t help but let her eyes wander down a little. Her eyes fell down, following the gold until she saw Trance’s chest heaving and her breasts moving in and out a little.
“Umm, Rommie?” Trance asked seeking more advice. Rommie’s eyes immediately snapped up and stared down her arm and into the black lance in her arms.
“Oh, yes, sorry… Hmm, much better Trance. Keep the, eh, arm muscles relaxed, support them with your back.” All Rommie could think to herself was that Trance must have noticed.
Even so Rommie couldn’t stop herself from taking another look, and this time her other hand began to slip forward to start feeling Trance under the pretence she was checking her ‘balance’. After Rommie started to slip her hand forward more and headed towards Trance’s thighs, she could feel the leather in front of them was slightly moist.Trance caught Rommie’s eyes as she looked up, and seemed to give a little smile and stroked her finger a little on top of the Force Lance. “Maybe Privacy mode would be useful” She muttered softly, and Rommie tilted her head slightly to activate the command.
Trance pushed her buttocks backwards, encased in tight leather and began rubbing it up and down the space between Rommie’s legs. Rommie felt the tantalising sensations rush through her as the leather was moving up and down against her inner thighs.
Rommie let her hand slide down from over Trance’s and it slipped around her body, feeling the exposed areas of flesh in her upper half. Trance slowly turned around, until she was facing Rommie fully and had arms heading slowly downwards.
Trance pushed forward and passionately kissed Rommie, using her whole mouth, and using her own hands to grab onto Rommie. After a few seconds of a deep kiss Trance pushed Rommie away playfully and used her hand to unzip Rommie’s leather and red suit slightly so that the very top of her breasts were exposed. Rommie didn’t mind, and suddenly with a deep smile Trance leapt forward making Rommie fall backwards onto the deck of the observation Room with Trance lying on top of her.
Rommie’s hands slip upwards towards Trance’s rear and began unclipping what kept it attached to the cat suit. Rommie pushed down Trance’s leather to reveal more of her skin, but Trance had already begun moving downwards to the area in-between Rommie’s thighs.
Rommie felt her hands pushing and probing through the leather, but before she fumbled off the belt buckle Rommie had twisted over leaving Trance lying exposed while Rommie started kissing her neck while lying on top of her. The hard metal surface of the Andromeda’s hull seemed only to heighten the sexual feelings as Rommie leaned up a little pushing her crotch further into Trance’s and began taking the knots out of Trance’s leather brazier.
After she had removed most of them Trance’s breasts popped out and Rommie dived her mouth down to cover and fondle them with her tongue and lips. Trance arched her back with the pleasure and grabbed the back of Rommie’s head pushing her closer and deeper down into them.
Rommie struggled up, Trance’s hands now feeling all through her hair, and Rommie pushed herself forward a little with her hands leaving Trance’s lips moving downwards and downwards until she fondled Rommie’s bottom cheeks for a while then slip down and un-buckled Rommie’s belt in a swift movement. Her pants now exposed, wet and dripping, Rommie’s arms collapsed thrusting her groin towards Trance’s wide open mouth. Her tongue probed around the edges, and darted inside quickly feeling all around and bringing Rommie towards a quick climax. As the fluids increased Trance withdrew and grabbed onto Rommie’s buttocks again jogging them up and down until Rommie moaned with pleasure as she felt a powerful orgasm rack through her body.
Rommie collapsed, lying down towards Trance’s right hand side recoiling from the immense feelings washing over her. While her hands were sweeping around on the floor, she touched upon one of the force lances that had been dropped to the ground as they began there passionate embrace.
Trance first felt Rommie’s tongue touch her, before her hands followed moving up towards the breasts again. But before Rommie was completely on top of her again, she felt the distinctive feel of synthesised plastic rubbing slowly across her chest before she caught sight of the Force Lance.
She felt a small shot of fear run through her, but Rommie moved her face towards hers again and kissed around her neck. “Don’t worry” she told her softly in between kisses. “I de-activated the firing mechanism”
Trance’s facial muscles relaxed and she closed her eyes
in nervous anticipation as Rommie circled the edge of Trance’s clitoris
before
moving it in deeply, but retracting again at regular
intervals in a thrusting motion.
Trance grabbed Rommie’s back with her hands. “Oh, God Yes Rommie!” She yelled exasperated.
Rommie plunged the lance in deeper and deeper always pulling it out again afterwards as Trance approached her climax and yelled out loud as the incredible feeling swept up towards her head, and Rommie rode it out by climbing on top of her quickly and kissing her with the whole mouth wide open.
A silence fell over them as there lips separated and they looked deeply into each other’s eyes.
“Rommie?” Trance asked after the pause.
Rommie caught her breath. “Yes?”
“Think you’ve got another one in you?”