It had been 2 hours and Harper was still fuming. The only reason he wasn’t pacing up and down was there wasn’t enough room. In fact, there wasn’t enough room for anything.
‘I still can’t believe you did that Trance. I mean the whole power grid? You dumped the main power grid into a pulse blaster. Just look at the mess!!’ He indicated out of the pods small window at the debris field
‘But it was in a good way! I mean, look, at least I got rid of the Nietzschean slavers.’ Trance pouted.
‘Trance, you also destroyed the whole drift. You know how tricky those weapon overloads can be, you should have let me do it!’ Harper closed his eyes and smacked his head back against the rest. They’d been having a great time, a little ‘shore leave’ from the Maru while Beka and Rev went to try sort out some of the many debts she and her father had run up. The problems started about 3 days after they’d arrived, when a Nietzschean slaver ship arrived and started taking prisoners. Most of the inhabitants had left when they finally came for Trance and Harper. The two of them had started to fight back, finally making their way to the Nietzschean’s last remaining ship. He remembered a few years back when he had funnelled part of a stations power grid into a pulse blaster, creating an explosion big enough to take out a large cargo ship. Only he’d used about a 100th of the stations power, whereas Trance had used the whole lot.
The purple girl sat on the bench in the escape pod and looked at the floor. ‘At least we got to an escape pod in time.’
Harper scowled at her. ‘Trance, Beka isn’t due to get here for at least a week, we’re gonna be stuck here for a whole goddamn week!’
Trance perked up. ‘It’s going to be so much fun! We can play I-spy, and I can tell you about my plants…’
Harper whimpered and started smacking his head repeatedly onto the nearest bulkhead.
‘Harper! Stop that, you’ll hurt yourself!’
He laid back and stared up at a console above him. ‘Well, we have food, water and power to last at least a month, so that’s….oh damn.’ He started poking at some buttons. ‘Whoever programmed this thing left it set for some cold-blooded species. And this pod is so damned old, it doesn’t look like I can change it manually. Maybe if I still had my tools…’
Trance had wriggled over to lean in and look at the screen.
She looked at him embarrassedly ‘I told you I’d buy you some new tools
at the next drift.’ She pointed at the panel. ‘What does this mean?’‘It
means, it’s gonna get cold in here tonight.’
‘What time is it Harper?’
The blonde engineer shook his head. I don’t know. Late I think. We should get some sleep.’ He opened the panel under his legs and pulled out a large blanket and started to spread it over himself. He nodded at the panel under Trances’ legs. ‘There should be another blanket under there.’
The girl opened the panel and frowned. ‘There’s nothing here.’ She closed it and started opening all the other panels near her, finding food, water and some medical supplies, but no other blankets. Harper sighed and lifted up one side of his blanket. It was large enough for two if they kept close.
‘Ok Trance, come under here.’
As she moved over to get under the blanket, Harper instinctively put his arm over her shoulders. By the time he realised what he was doing, she had snuggled close and put her arm over his stomach. ‘Ah well’, he thought, ‘there are much worse places to be.’
It was over an hour before anyone spoke. Finally it was Trance that broke the silence. ‘I’m cold Harper.’
He hugged her tighter, wrapping an arm around her waist. ‘I know Trance, I’m sorry I can’t do anything about it. I’ll try and fix the heating tomorrow.’ The small pod’s lighting system simulated day and night in a fairly rudimentary fashion, just as the heating system did. Unfourtunately that meant at night it was cold enough to be uncomfortable.
A few moments passed. ‘My hands are cold especially. I hate it when my hands are cold.’ She slid her hand under Harper’s shirt.
‘TRANCE!’ Harper jumped. ‘What are you doing?!’ she smiled innocently at him.
‘Just trying to warm my hand up’ she stroked her fingers over his chest, getting a small shiver from him.
‘Are you cold too then Harper?’
He looked down at her, disbelievingly. ‘Uhhh, yeah, but…Trance
do you know what your…..’ he was cut off by a pair of smirking lips as
they gently brushed against his. Harpers brain told him silently to shut
the hell up, and for once he took the advice. With his free hand he cupped
her cheek and kissed her fully, letting his tongue dance with hers.
Trance continued to run her fingers over his chest, occasionally getting him to shiver. Harper mock scowled at her, ‘Two can play at that game Miss Gemini.’ Slowly, he ran his hand over her stomach and under the loose fitting top, cupping her breast
At his touch, she arched slightly, pushing herself into him. Gently, he tickled and teased her breast, moving around and around her nipple, gradually moving closer and closer. She moaned into his mouth and pressed harder into him. Finally he ran his fingers over her hard nipple, and she moaned louder, closing her eyes and biting his lip.
She looked up into his eyes and smiled wickedly. ‘My hands are still cold Harper…’ As she spoke she slid her hand down into his loose fitting cargo pants and took hold of his cock, stroking it slowly. His mouth open in a silent moan, the young man closed his eyes to enjoy the sensations coursing through his body. It couldn’t have been more than a few minutes later when he opened his eyes again, but when he looked down at Trance, he saw that she had somehow removed all her clothes.
‘How the hell…’ she silenced him with another searing kiss, and moved to straddle his head. Slowly, she lowered her mouth down, tasting the pre cum and licking around the head of his swollen cock. Harper moaned and took hold of her hips, gazing up into her wet pussy and the fluid coating her thighs. The fluid was a light blue, but it seemed to glow slightly, almost inviting him to taste it. Gently he licked and kissed along one thigh, then the other, skipping across her aching pussy. After the third time he felt her tighten her teeth around his cock, gently, but enough to let him know what would happen if he didn’t get on with it.
Grinning, he started to kiss around her lips. He ran his tongue between them, then pushed deeper inside of her. Her moans vibrated down his cock, making him buck slightly up to meet her. He knew he couldn’t last much longer and Trance sensed his situation. She started to speed up her strokes, moving her mouth up and down just behind her hand, all the time swirling her tongue around and up and down the length of his shaft.
Harper started attacking her pussy with his tongue and fingers, trying to bring her as close to orgasm as he was. From her moans and the way she was writhing over him he knew she was getting close. Finally, he wrapped his lips around her erect clit and sucked gently, running his tongue over and around it. An inhuman noise escaped her lips as she sucked on his dick one last time.
They both came at the same time, Harper shooting his load deep into her mouth and Trance coating his face with her pale blue cum.
The purple pixie sagged down onto him, slowly turning around until they were face to face. She kissed him fully on the lips, then started to lick her juices off of his face. At every touch of her tongue, he shivered as an electric shock seemed to run through him.
She looked him in the eyes. ‘Are you still cold?’
Harper grinned. ‘Different type of shiver, Trance. But I could do with warming up.’
He took her head in his hands and kissed her, moving his tongue over and past her lips. They slowly rolled over until Harper was lying over her, there lips still together, both with their eyes closed. The kiss lasted for a minute, then five, the ten, breaking occasionally for air. Trance was stroking his back, lost in her own ecstasy, her legs and tail slowly wrapping themselves around his body.
Gently and slowly, Harper pushed himself into her. She broke off the kiss to grip his shoulders tightly and moan deep and long as he pushed his full length into her. On the second stroke, she started to reciprocate, bringing her hips up to meet his. Minutes later, they both came again, screaming each others name.
Over the next week they found out first hand the answer to the sacred question, the one every species had asked itself since the beginning of time.
Just how many sexual positions is it possible to use in
an escape pod?
The pod hit the deck with a thud as the Maru’s internal
AG generators came online. Looking out through the small window in the
hatch, Harper could see Beka’s concerned expression. Waving jauntily, he
opened the hatch and smiled as Trance crawled out.
‘Are you two ok, what happened?’ Beka asked.
‘We’re fine, but it’s a long story.’ Harper crawled over Trance’s seat on the way to the hatch. As he moved, his knee connected with the door on the small compartment under the seat. It opened, revealing a folded blanket. Harper glared at Trance.
‘I thought you said it was empty?’
Trance giggled. ‘Oops.’