by Tom Harem
It wasn't until my fingers got away from her skin that we turned into two animals. Any secrets that existed between us were in limbo, between the past she hid and, in the future, where she would tell me about them. She got up and asked me to stay in bed. It didn't take long before my belt buckle hit the floor and was covered by my black pants. The boxers were the cherry on top of the cake. She appreciated my dick before grabbing it, her hand slowly moving up and down as she watched my reaction. I bit my lower lip until a small trail of blood ran down my chin. Her hand swirled around my length. Her lips approached the tip and clenched her, lowering to about half of my dick before she receded. She laughed and a trail of spittle splashed on the floor.
"Thank you," she said before she went back into action.
Her head bobbed back and forth, strands of hair sticking to her sweaty forehead as she went even deeper. I never thought I'd ever see her like this; kneeling before me, choking on her mouth with my whole cock, saliva running down her lips. She looked beautiful.
When she finally stopped, she rubbed my wet dick all over her face until she was nearly unrecognizable. I wasn't even sure what to say or how to react. She laughed and stood up, taking off her pants until she was only wearing a black thong.
"Now what?" I asked her, my eyes running down her body. Behind that outfit she always wore, there was a model body - medium-sized tits, flat belly and a round ass.
"You'll see," she said, taking off her panties, revealing an already wet pussy and a triangle-shaped bush above the clit.
She walked up to me, strings of fluids clinging to her groins, and climbed on top of me. I thought she was going to sit on my dick, but she had another idea and just sat on my face.
Her butt covered my whole sight and her pussy dripped all over my chin and lips. She tasted great. I grasped her hips tightly and let my tongue trace her hip movements. She was moaning louder and higher and had her hands on the wall, sometimes banging on during a lengthy moan. I could hardly breathe with her on top of me anymore and yet I did not stop, not even for a second. I couldn't waste that moment, not when I didn't know if it would happen again, not when I didn't know if that was her slip-up or a desire. Sweat flowed down our bodies. My sweater glued itself to my body as she was still rocking her body, rubbing against my flat tongue.
"Damn. I'm close." She said, amid moaning, about to come.
A few seconds later, she tossed her head back, her back folded, squirming with every wave of pleasure that ran through her body. Amelia took a deep breath and smiled like never before.
"That was great. But we're not done yet." She said, sliding her wet pussy over my body, until she got to my dick, "Let's see what you're really worth."
"Haven't I proved to you that I'm good enough?"
"The final challenge is now. Will you be up to it?" She said and winked at me.
We matched it perfectly. Her pussy slipped down my dick with no opposition. She wasn't too tight, but her pussy was still warm and squeezing my length. Before she even started, she took off my sweater and dropped it towards my pants.
I don't know for how long her bed wobbled up and slammed against the wall. We fucked, we fucked a lot. Her body writhed in various ways, the moans flooded the room and probably even the halls. All of it. There was everything. At her request, I finished inside. She came a second time as soon as she felt my liquid in her. She still scratched my chest as her eyes rolled over and her pussy clenched my dick, and she, too, was wheezing and sore.
We both lay on her bed, one next to the other, gazing at the white ceiling. We didn't get up right away. A few minutes of silence passed before Amelia spoke again.
"I better get back to the control room. Matilda may be looking for me, and I want to see if Emma hasn't done anything stupid already."
"I'm going with you," I told her, "it's not like there's much to do here but this."
"Don't go yet. Wait about five minutes, it's better." She said and stood up, my liquid flowing down her soft skin.
"Are you going like that?" I asked her while she was raising one foot to get into her panties.
"Yeah, I like the feeling," she answered me and dressed them, "Don't make me regret this." She said it and moved on to the door.
She was already about to leave when the ship was rammed, and she was thrown against the wall. I got up, still naked, and I helped her up. She told me her arm was asleep after hitting her elbow against the wall.
"What just happened?" I asked her. That couldn't be normal, "Did we hit a meteorite? Asteroid? Something else?"
"I don't know. I'm going to the control room. You get dressed and meet me there. Quickly."
Chapter XX
She disappeared down the hall and I went back to bed. I only had a few seconds to pull myself together. I stretched out and got dressed, before heading to the room where Amelia was waiting for me.
Matilda and Emma were already there too, although in opposite corners. Amelia was seated on one of the chairs and had a steering wheel in front of her, which from what I could tell was stored inside the table itself and she had removed it.
"What's going on?" I asked them, still a few feet from the room.
"It's Draken. It’s his ship. Damn it. He’s right behind us." Amelia said, dodging the blue light beams that were scraping the thin wings of our ship, "He has already hit us several times. We need to land and the only planet here is that one, Kryptus."
"Isn't that the planet where the princess is?" I asked her, only then remembering that Emma had no idea who we were going to save.
"Princess?" Emma asked, looking at Amelia.
"Shit. Doesn't matter. Yeah, let's save the princess. If we get out of here alive." She replied, and then looked at us, "Hold on tight. Tell Jessy to get over here, quick."
Matilda called her on the intercom, and we waited until she arrived. Jessy had her hair wet, her transparent white sweater glued to her body and some dark blue shorts that emphasized her silhouette very well.
"I was halfway through my bath. I almost hit my head against the wall. Matilda, don't tell me you performed stunts with the ship again. I thought you'd already gotten past that stage," as soon as Jessy had just spoken a blue beam tore through one of the thin wings of the ship and lit up the space in front of us before it faded away.
"It's Draken." Amelia said, "Everybody sit down and fasten your seat belts. I wasn't planning on taking the ship to the planet, but we have no choice. He won't follow us there."
"Wouldn't we still have to take the ship there?" I asked as we sat down. Even Emma did it.
"Not really. My plan was to leave Matilda and Jessy up here while we went down there. A ship like this will only attract unwanted attention." Amelia said, pulling the wheel down, "This is it. Hold tight."
The entire ship reclined before it plummeted, like a high-speed missile towards its target. Beams of lights were still flaring around the ship. Apparently, there were great advantages in having a ship with that structure and all black on top of that. She blended in with space's vastness and with Amelia's experience we were doing well. We were moving closer to the planet. My heart was pounding loudly. Matilda, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my hand and squeezed it until I felt my bones about to pop.
Fine flares arose on the other side of the glass, the atmosphere blazing as we entered the planet, the ship wobbling, about to crash, and then a missile hit us. One of the five corners of the hexagon was shattered, and Amelia lost control of the ship.
"Shit. HOLD. We're going down!" She screamed.
The ship spun around itself, making its way through the amber atmosphere until we landed in the middle of a desert, bouncing off on the sand until we crashed into a boulder that was bigger than the ship. Some of the pebbles came loose and tumbled down on us. My head was burning with fever and all the objects had lost their firmness and had been seized by dozens of curved lines. I could hear someone's voice from afar, but I couldn't understand what was being said. Blood was running down my forehead. When
I touched it, it was still moist. I removed the belt and got up. Matilda was passed out next to me and Jessy was in a chair a few meters away from me, scrubbing her eyes, but there was no sign of Emma or Amelia.
"Are you all right?" Jessy asked, "What a horrible burnt smell."
"Matilda's not well, I think." I answered her, getting up and walking around the room without straying away from the wall, "We've been hit, right? Where are Amelia and Emma?"
"Outside, I think. I heard them say something about it. I don't know. I haven't regained all my senses yet. At least Draken didn't follow us here," she said.
She was right. As Amelia had said, Draken had not followed us. And if even he didn't risk going over there, that couldn't mean anything good. What awaited us there was worse than anything we'd ever been through before.
The window glass was cracked. There were minor fires imploding all over the ship and smoke coming out of the controls.
Jessy had two fingers on Matilda's wrist, "She's fine. We have nothing to worry about," she said and patted her face twice, "Matilda. Matilda. Wake up,"
"I think I'll go outside. See if they're really there. Will you stay here?" I said to her.
"I don't know if it's the best choice. We don't know if they're really out there or if something's waiting for us,"
"Sooner or later we'll have to get out of here, won't we? Is there a gun somewhere?"
"Take this," she told me and pulled a pistol out of a holster she had hidden under the thick dark blue sweater.
"Why do you have a gun in there?"
"After the invasion, I thought I'd better take precautions. There are seven bullets in the magazine. Don't waste them all," she told me. Matilda was gradually waking up, her eyes still half-closed...
I picked up the gun and ventured into the halls. Some of the blue lines that once traversed the entire ship were now off-line. Smoke was coming from the room area and the strange quasi-portal that led to the infirmary was now just a blue and white door. Half the systems were offline and there was nothing we could do about it. From everyone's reaction when they heard the planet's name, I knew that wasting time was not an option.
The gate was open. The flat-black stairwell led me to an endless desert. Unlike the one that surrounded the entire space airport where we had been, this one did not have a living-soul present. The bushes were colorless, there were animal bones, bigger than anything I had ever seen before, scattered on the ground and even the rocks were grey. The planet seemed to be the destiny that people took when they decided they wanted to die. The sun shone up there, numbing the whole landscape and beating on our heads, also gluing our clothes to our sweaty body. Amelia and Emma were on the left side of the ship; both had a gun in their hands and the captain was writing in a notebook.
"What are you doing?" I asked them.
"You shouldn't be here, Kane," Amelia told me, "I'm pointing out what needs fixing. Then Matilda will take care of it. Until then, we can't leave this place."
"We're going to get attacked, aren't we?"
"Probably," she said to me, "I talked to her. You and she will look for the princess while me, Matilda and Jessy stay here and take care of this," Amelia said, looking at Emma, who until then hadn't said a word.
"We're going to have a lot of fun out there, don't you think?" She asked me, "I'm allowed to kill anyone, right?"
"I don't think stopping you from doing it would do anything," Amelia replied, "There are more ways to do things, you know? But I don't think you have a choice here. As long as you get the princess back, I don't care how you do it."
"Excellent. We better get going now,"
"Already?" I asked her, "Can I at least take a quick shower?" I asked. It wasn’t that I really required one but I needed a moment to rest and think. Things were about to get even crazier and I was going to risk my life. If I could have just five minutes on my own before doing it… That was all I needed.
"Hurry up. We don't know how the time is here or even if the planet is regulated over a 24-hour period. It might be an hour before the sun goes down or 20 hours. And I don't want to be in the middle of this desert when the night comes." Emma said, "Let's go to the mountains. It's the best place to survive. The princess must be there," she said and pointed to the mountain chain on the west, miles away from us.
"I won't be long, don't worry." I said and turned around, ready to run into the ship, but Amelia called me.
"Before you go, how are they?"
"Matilda fainted but I think she's awake by now. Jessy was out of energy but no big deal. You have to talk to them. You can't defend them from everything,"
"I know, but I should. I told you. I promised them. I promised Matilda's father I'd make sure nothing happened to her."
"You guys are so boring, you know?" Emma said, "For an ex-killer, you're very sensitive,"
"Don't try me or we'll have trouble," Amelia replied, and her fingers closed tightly around the gun.
Emma laughed, "Come on, come on, don't get mad. Kane... weird, this is the first time I've said your name. I'm waiting for you here. Don't take too long. If I'm going to risk my life, it's going to be on my terms."
Chapter XXI
I nodded and ran into the ship, heading towards the bathroom. Finally, I could take a deep breath and rest for a brief moment. But, obviously, my luck didn't last long. The hot water didn't work. I ended up having to bathe in cold water. A mixture of sweat and blood flowed down my body and down the drain going who knows where. The droplets slammed into my body and I almost squirmed as I tried to withstand the ice that the water was in. As soon as I left, I wrapped myself in a towel and sat on one of the benches in the bathroom. Even the heater didn't work. The truth was, I wanted to stay there, on the ship, and let someone else take over. But, as my father always told me, the danger of not coming home is also an adventure. If I wanted to visit as many planets as possible, I couldn't choose which ones I wanted or avoid getting to know one because it could harm me. Damn it. I had to be brave. I had to prove to everyone who didn't believe in me that I was there, that I was going to survive, no matter where I was or who I was with. I was more than just a miner's boy.
I went to my room. I got dressed fast and went back to the control room. Matilda was already up. She was walking around from table to table, trying to figure out how bad things were from the havoc and ways to solve them. Jessy wasn't there anymore.
"Are you better?" I asked her.
"Yeah, don't worry. Just a slight headache. Jessy went to get some aspirin," Matilda replied, "I wasn't expecting this. It'll take me at least a day to figure it out,"
"Has Amelia told you the plan yet?" I asked them, seeing that Jessy was already at the entrance.
"What plan? The comms are all down," Matilda answered me.
"Emma and I will go find the princess while you take care of everything here and she'll protect you."
"That's not a plan, it's a suicide mission, Kane," Jessy told me, "I won't insist but are you sure you want to go?"
"We have no choice. Don't worry. If I've survived this far, I'll survive whatever comes my way. Besides, I got Emma on my side. This is like her natural habitat."
"As you saw, even Draken didn't want to step foot in here. It's worse than any of us are used to. Be... Be careful, okay?" Jessy said, her eyes fixed on me.
"I still can't believe you guys are putting the mission in the hands of a killer who tried to kill the captain."
"and that saved our lives," I answered her and walked up to her, "I know you're just worried about all of us, but it's going to be okay," I said to her and kissed her on the cheek.
She pretended to be upset but before I left, she still hugged me and wished me good luck.
Emma was waiting for me. She already had two backpacks by her feet and was drinking water, letting a few drops slip down on her skin and cooling her up.
"Finally, boy. Let's get going. You take both backpacks and I'll protect you."
"That doesn't seem very fair t
o me," I answered her.
"Well, between carrying two suitcases and dying, which do you prefer?"
"Damn it, okay," I told her and put the two backpacks on my back, one on each shoulder, "Amelia, are you going to be okay?"
"Yeah, don't worry about me. But... be careful." She said and glanced at Emma.
Just because she was giving her a chance didn't mean she already trusted her. But deep down, I think Amelia saw herself in her. Or that she saw in her a younger sister in Emma. Something like that.
Emma and I embarked on our adventure. Hours went by and we were still crossing the desert. The two suns were rising, one on each side, our shoes were burying themselves in the scalding sand and the mountains appeared to be nowhere near. There was sand for days, clinging to our bodies, and hills of dust on the way. I couldn't even fully open my eyes with so much sweat that was running down my face. My skin and my clothes had become one. The freshwater bottles were almost over, and they tasted like piss. There were plants I had never seen before; they had a crystal skeleton and orange leaves, with toasted yellow corners, as if they had caught too much sun and had sunburned up.
"I'm beginning to regret coming," Emma said, "We've been in this for hours and it looks like we're nowhere near that."
"Emma, I was thinking... If it comes to that, you're not thinking of killing me to survive a few more days, are you?"
