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Among the Stars (Dreamstreet & Morgan20)

morgan20

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Dec 20, 2017
The Javelin was a sleek, fast starship. The three decks made up for a wide variety of activities. The top deck has the airlock along with a set of relaxing areas. There is a small pool, a billiards table, a bar along with a few private rooms for watching movies. While a small area, this is where some of the crew let of some steam.

The middle deck is by far the largest, bigger in size than the other two put together. It had several different crew quarters, the engine, the med bay, a gym and shower, kitchen/galley as well as a holding cell for any bounties being transported. When the doors are open to the engine room, a loud hum fills the deck. The med bay is polished and clean, reflecting the light as someone cleans it regularly out of either duty or boredom. The kitchen is well stocked and has a small table with five seats. Everything is stored in tight containers in case of a gravity failure. In the two large pods of this, cargo is stored and transported. Via this deck is how crew members enter and leave the ship.

The bottom deck housed the bridge and sizeable captain quarters. The bridge had five positions for people to sit at. The chairs were a brown leather with gold accents on the trims, worn with usage. The front most chair was the pilots. An array of controls and read outs of the current and relative position of the ship mapped out the console ahead of it. The dash was a little messy, with some food wrappers, nick knacks, and other oddities laying around and a bright bottle of water sitting in the cup holder. Navigation sat to the far right. These screens were map charts, descriptions of planets and systems, along with a detailed reading of the current surroundings. This chair had some purple fur sprinkled around as if decorations on a cake. The weapons controls sat between the two. Controls to the various armaments the Javelin had at it's disposal were housed here. A forearm strength grip was placed in the cup holder for the occupant to work on her grip strength. Sensors and communication sat on the opposite side of the pilot. This area would be able to interact with other vessels, either by scanning and assessing them or by verbal communication. A headset hung on a hook dangling next to the chair. There was also a half filled out cross word puzzle laid on the controls. Behind the pilot's chair in the middle of the cockpit was the Captains chair. It had a few read out panels for useful information, but was strategic in the center of the room for quick communication between crewmates. Slightly behind that was the holo-table, able to give a visual representation of scanned ships, incoming calls, and future flight plans.

While an impressive ship, the Javelin was home to a crew of six bounty hunters that formed a group called the Onyx Company. They all had distinctive styles and personalities as well as positions on the ship. The first would be located in the engine room, adding a whistle to the hum of the engine as she worked. Shy, and a little reserved at first, Femi Tinko (NSFW) kept the ship moving. Her knowledge of the inner workings of the hyper drive and all components of the ship were integral to the company's survival. She could be found in overalls most of the time, painted with a wide spectrum of grease, oils, and other mechanical lubricants. She is a friendly person, but likes to keep to herself. Having spent the majority of her time isolated in engine room, she doesn't have the best social skills. Femi enjoys spending her off time watching movies and reading books.

The next member could be found either at the sensor/communication station on the bridge or in the medical bay. This would be the older and wiser, Penenth Vali (nsfw). While Femi keeps the ship going, Penenth sees that the crew is in a similar state. She works at the sensor/communication station when in alert status, but really waits around in the med bay for something to happen. No body's perfect and Penenth is no exception. She has a selfish streak to her and becomes bored easily. Her blue hue accents her medical clothing as well. She is often jotting down notes when speaking to people, or perhaps just doodling as their conversation turned stale. When not on duty, she is usually at the bar on the third deck.

While it's important to keep the ship running and crew healthy, it's often important to make sure other ships don't. That is where Jax Simmons (NSFW) comes in. She mans the weapons both on and off the ship. Her military training has created a very regimented personality and made her adaptable in any situation. She was rescued from certain death by the captain and vowed to serve him faithful as a crew member. She wears tight form fitting military attire most of the time. Her short hair is a relic of her army days and is practical for away missions. When off duty, she is either training in the gym or at the pool.

To keep the ship on track and get to where it's destination lies is the crews navigation officer, Dearizi Linva (nsfw). She is spunky, upbeat and thoroughly enjoys the missions that the company undertakes. Expressive at heart, she enjoys cooking for the crew as well. She maps the voyages and researches where the crew must go to find their targets. With this comes a love for most every culture, as seen in her vast manga/comic collection. Along with that is her room is often littered with different clothing and attire. She is the most casually dressed often changing styles mid day. When not at her post, she is in her room or in the galley working on something tasty.

To better communicate with the ship's AI, the crew purchased a droid crew member to voicalize the ships needs. They decided to name her Siren (nsfw). She does not have her own quarters, seeing as she doesn't need to sleep. A recharging station is located on the middle deck where she will go for 2 hours a day. Other than that, she is found on the bridge mostly, taking the task of whichever crew member is off duty or not around. She has a very stilted personalty as the computer AI has not been upgraded with a specific selection. She is adaptable and capable crewmate, but is often blunt and unaware of social norms.

Finally, there is the ships pilot, the cocky Rue Vilton (nsfw). Being a pilot takes a certain degree of confidence and self-assurance, both of which Rue has in spades. Almost as if her fiery personality somehow sept into her hair color, Rue has vibrant red hair, often pull back in a pony tail. She is competitive and strong willed. She is often wearing a flight suit zipped half down, even though this type of ship doesn't require that. When not at the helm, she is usually working on her billiards game or playing something else in the social area.
 
Rue tapped her foot on the console metal, looking out into space from her pilot chair. "UGH This is so boring! When will Fem have the hyperdrive back working?!" She stated glancing back at Siren. The pilot was leaned back in her chair with her feet up. Her flight suit was half off, the arms tied around her slender waits, and she had a white tang top on where one could make out her leopard print bra underneath. Her greenish hazel eyes shot an annoyed glance across the cock pit at Siren, who was sitting in the communication station.

"It is unknown at this time how long Miss Tinko will take as the damages have not been fully assessed," Siren replied staring blankly back at Rue. Her metallic skin seemed particularly shiny today. Rue rolled her eyes and hopped out of her chair mid sentence. She walked around the holo-table and made her way out of the cock pit, turning to face the Captains Quarters. She jabbed the request to open the door button with a half intention to break it, giving Femi more work.

"Come on open up, I know you're in there," She spouted, angered by the situation. A moment later the door hissed open and Rue walked in.
 
It seemed like today would be one of those days where the Onyx Company would sit more or less still. A position that the captain knew perfectly well would annoy most of the members of the crew, as they were all quite energetic, along with a love for their jobs, and some even had a deep hatred of sitting still for long periods of time. So it came as no surprise, that when he heard the door opening after all the yelling from his pilot, he still had his back turned to her.

But after hearing her words once more, he turned around slowly and looked at her. The captains name was Nick Jericho. A former officer in the Galactic Union, he decided to split from the Union to instead work for himself, so he could decide his jobs, his income, and perhaps most importantly, his own crew. He was wearing what seemed like a relaxing outfit, with black pants, a white t-shirt that was mostly covered by a open leather jacket. He simply stood there and smiled at Rue for a moment, before letting out a chuckle.

"I guess sitting still is the thing you're worst at on this ship, huh?" He said with a laugh, as he waved his hand at her to let her inside, and letting the door close behind her. "So bad at it, that you even barge in here, interrupt my relaxing time, and make me stand up from my favorite chair. Do you know how much I enjoy sitting in that chair? Enough to make me upset when I have to stand up from it."

As she got closer to him, he suddenly took a step towards her, grabbing her half opened outfit and pulling it down without warning to reveal her bra hidden breasts. "Do you only reveal that slutty bra to me, or is it Siren who made you wear it?" He asked her teasingly, as he took a short step around her, only to plant his right hand firmly on her ass to give it a squeeze. "Hasn't she realized that this is where you love to get attention? Poor poor girl, can't get the AI to look your way?" He said teasingly, while not letting his hand move away from her ass.
 
Rue's annoyance changed as her captain began handling her. She pushed out her chest as he viewed her, in a mixture of pride and defiance. She remained relatively still as Nick grabbed her rear, only allowing her eyes to close for a moment as he touched her. "Ha, if I wanted I would just program her to want me," Rue contested as she stood proud. "As you know, I'm a pilot. Pilots FLY ships, and I can't exactly do THAT at the moment," She states her attention still on him. Her eyes stared at his as a coy smile grew on her lips. "Besides that chair can't be all that great, probably doesn't help with this," with that Rue grabbed Nick's crotch. placing a firm hand on his package. If he was going to touch her, it was only fair for her to do it as well. While she didn't intend for this exactly, she was pleased and certain it would pass the time.
 
Nick just smirked for himself, as he knew perfectly well how little it took for him to push this girl towards getting turned on and willing to do something naughty. It was the same with pretty much any girl on this ship, and since he knew perfectly well what they all were into, he always had a button or two to push and get his way. Rue might be proud, but she was no different than the rest of the girls on the ship. Perhaps she was the sluttiest of the bunch as a matter of fact.

His eyes looked down to watch her groping his crotch and just smirked at her for a second. "In that case, let's see if you can't show me how to use the chair properly then." He said, as he moved behind her and pushed her down towards the chair so she would bend over and her ass would be raised in the air. Then he grabbed the remainder of her flight suit and started to pull it down enough to reveal her juicy rear, but stopped as they got to her ankles. "Now, let's see what the Pilot is capable off, when she's given a challenge by the captain!" He said, as he slapped her ass to encourage her to start getting naughty.
 
Rue flopped over and put her hands on the arm rests of the chair. Nick had exposed her lace black underwear that left little of her booty to the imagination. She felt an excitement build as her captain unclothed her and gave her some encouragement. She flung her red hair up and over to one side of her head so she could peer back at Nick. Rue enjoyed being the center of attention. Luckily for her, She was a skilled pilot, otherwise her personality could have landed her in an entirely different profession. The pilot smiled as she slide her hands up the back rest to the top, kicking off the rest of her flight suit so she was only in her lace underwear and white tang top. Once that was taken care of, Rue began swaying her hips, teasing her rear as she arched her back. Her hands moved to her sides and she discarded her top so that she was now just in her undergarments. Rue slide onto the seat straddling the backrest so that she was sitting reverse in the chair. She continued to gyrate her hips, tossing her bottom around making it shake a little with each sway.

Next, Rue tossed her knees onto the chair and leaned over the back rest. The pilot's body was smooth and pale with a dust of freckles on her shoulders. Rue's slightly curly hair was a live with motion, whipping around her. Her hands slowly crept back and hooked either side of her panties. The pilot slowed down her dance to remove them, inch by inch over her booty, exposing herself to Nick. Once she tossed them aside with a foot, Rue looked back at her fearless leader, "Care to join me on you favorite chair?"
 
Watching Rue starting to do her little dirty dance for him, and getting more or less naked in the process seemed to be enough for Nick to go with for now. After all, this hadn't been the first time she had gotten into his quarters with sexual frustrations, and then made to do things like this. She was proud of her body, and he knew exactly how to exploit that for his own pleasure and amusement. So having her bend over his chair, with her sexy and bubbly ass presented to him was quite something for him, even though she was secretly a real butt whore, at least for him.

He moved up slowly behind her, placing both his hands on her naked booty, as he felt up her cheeks, and let his nails run over the smooth skin. "Is that an invitation or are you taking possession of my favorite chair?" He asked her teasingly, as he moved his right hand back to undo the zipper in his pants, which was enough for his cock to pop out, even if he was fully dressed. Thanks to her dirty dance and moves, he was already getting hard for her, as he pushed the right against her anal entrance. "You might be the best pilot in this part of the galaxy, but you are even more than that, is my little butt slut... Thankfully for you, I love a sexy little butt slut like you." He teased her, as he kept on poking the tip against her ass without penetrating it, as it was another means of teasing her, and making her bend to his will. "Say, what should I do with a butt slut that has taking possession of my favorite chair? Hmm, what to do indeed?" He asked, like he was waiting for her to get too frustrated and just lash out or beg to get fucked in her sexy booty.
 
Rue smiled at his touch, feeling his hands grope at her behind. Hearing the captain's zipper was like music to her ears as she knew what would come next. The red haired girl licked her lips as she felt the tip of his cock push against her. She was glad that he was as much a sexual deviant as she was, even if she knew he took the opportunity with the rest of the girls as well. While Rue has had a few run ins with some of the other girls on board, out of boredom more than anything, she wanted to make sure the captain liked her best. Her thoughts drifted to a time where she had to give Nick a report only to have to deliver it to him while Siren was pleasing him orally. She was so annoyed at the fact that she came back after the mission to make sure he gave Rue more attention, so the dumb droid would know its place.

Rue's eyes looked back at Nick shifting between his face and his crotch. "I know you love it, and that's why you are going to take advantage of your current position right now," Rue almost commanded. The pilot enjoyed the way that Nick was looking at her. His eyes full of naughty thoughts and dirty ideas. She could squeal at how much she was enjoying this. "You have my permission to dock Captain Jericho," She replied playfully. She wiggled her booty to shake it and entice him more. Rue could feel the warmth of his erection as their skin touched. She gripped the top of the chair with her fingers, yearning for this move a long. Her red fingernails dug into the chair in anticipation. Nick's cock kept its distance, just teasing and nothing more. Rue's resolve was lowering as she pushed back into him a little, wanting to start already. All of the sudden, she was no longer annoyed at the engine repairs.
 
Nick just giggled at her reaction, and how much she wanted it from him already. The teasing was working perfectly, and it he was getting even harder thanks to it. It was an enjoyment that he couldn't help but love as he did. Especially since he knew how jealous Rue could get when someone else would get his attention when she wanted it. Out of all the girls on the ship, she was probably the most sexually aggressive one of them, or at least the one who wanted to be left out the least. But she had him where she wanted him, and he wasn't going to disappoint her. He was only going to tease her for as long as he wanted.

"Oh I have permission now? Well in that case..." Nick then reached up to put his hands on her shoulders for more control, before he would thrust his cock forward, and force it hard into her tight bubbly butt, as he let out a moan from it. "Oh fuck, you're still tight... I guess you really needed a butt fuck by now." He said, as he pushed his shaft all the way into her, before he started to move in and out of her ass, and slowly picking up more speed and strength in his thrusts against her body. "God you're tight little fuck, lucky for you that you're captain can satisfy your lust!" He moaned while he gave her ass a hard spank to make her moan louder for him.
 
Rue let out a primal scream, not expecting the captain to be so quick and forceful. She gripped the chair hard as his cock invaded her ass. She closed her eyes and bite her bottom lip, trying to concentrate on relaxing her lower half and getting used to him. The captain wasted no time getting to work. Rue let out low moans as she fought back the pain of him spreading her open. She was by no means modest or quiet during sex. “Yesss Captain, satisfy me,” Rue made our before yelping at his slap. Rue could feel his clothes brush up against her as he thrust. Something about the fact that he didn’t even bother undressing was even hotter to her.

As she got more used to his size and girth, Rue lay her head down on the back of the seat rest. Her hair falling to make a veil so her face was partially covered. She slowly began pushing back against Nick, feeling his cock fill her up more and more. She arched her back a little to plump up her butt as she moaned with each thrust. Each slap left a red mark and sent a jiggle of skin across her booty.
 
Nick continued to fuck her harder and faster, giving Rue everything he got inside her ass, and made sure she would keep on moaning loudly like the whore she truly was. So he reached forward to grab a good chunk of her hair and tugged it backwards, forcing her head back so he could whisper into her ear. "Keep moaning for me... Make it loud, only I can hear what a slut you truly is." He whispered before moving in to nimble on her ear for a second, before he bit down hard enough to leave a small mark on it, as he then let go of it.

Reaching forward next, he grabbed one of her hands, and forced it to move down between her legs, and guided it to her wet pussy. "Now let's see how many times I can make you cum before I fill up that sexy ass of yours..." He whispered, as he still held her hand, but put his fingers over hers, to make her rub her pussy with her own fingers, while his own provided more strength so she could rub and finger herself faster. "Let's see if you are in fact the fastest pilot in the universe."
 
Rue was thoroughly enjoying her captain's log as the chair she was on rocked back and forth. The tugging of her hair prevented her body from recoiling as much making Nick's thrusts more harsh. The ends of her lips twisted to a wicked smile as he commanded her to moan louder. She followed his lead and let out short quick moans as the rhythm of his cock pounded her backside. Her cheeks clapping off his pelvis as he ravished her. Her mind was slowly becoming overwhelmed with sensation as he kept pushing further. Her light skin tone contrasted his more tan skin well. The impact of Nick's thrusting also bounced her boobs as they hung free on her chest for gravity to play with.

It wasn't until Nick encouraged her to touch herself that Rue really went over the top. Her pussy was already drenched with anticipation as the two's love session got hotter. She kept herself neatly shaved in her nether region, having only a landing strip of red hair. With the combined pressure of their fingers rubbing over her clitoris felt on fire as they rubbed the outer layer of her. Rue's mouth was almost fully open with her eyes closed as she let out a deep and loud moan. She gathered enough intelligence to make out, "ffuuuuuuck me Nick, I... I'm gunna." Rue felt her thighs vibrate a little with a shiver as her mouth closed.
 
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