Freelancers:Tight Quarters (see OOC to join/info)

Arch's knees nearly buckled as she began to fondle him. A gasp or delight escaped his lips and only years of hard earned instinct kept his eyes from closing all the way. Already hard, her actions caused the solid length to fill to it's very limits. Now it painfully filled his pants. Between the pain and pleasure, need and desire, it was more than he could bare.

With Lili's hands preoccupied, it was a simple matter to catch her wrists as he began to adjust his weight. A foot shot out and hit the emergency stop button and bring the place to a sharp stop. He used the sudden shift to pull her down in a controled fall. Even before they reached the ground, his leg continued its sweep to surround her. His knees hit the ground first, a little harder than anticipated, and he lowered her gently the last inch. He now straddled her and held her hands firmly to her sides. The adrenalin born of mixed lust and action drowned out the slight discomfort in his knees.

With deliberate slowness, he moved her wrists. As Arch guides her arms, it's clear he intends to trap them between his legs and her body. If the grip of his hands are as iron, how strong must his thighs, the largest human muscles, be? The previous actions were designed to surprise her, perhaps even scare her slightly. What Arch intends for the rest is a much more deliberate aggression. His eyes travel her body, picture her naked form, in an exact parallel to what his hands will do. Each piece of clothing will be slowly removed before he starts the real games.
 
Lili smiled when she heard Arch's gasp as soon as her thin fingers graced his bulge. And she felt him grow larger in her grasp. Her nipples grew harder, and her sports bra and t-shirt were letting it show. She didnt think he could last any longer and she was right.

She felt her wrists being grabed as they came to the floor. She didnt exactly fall, but it felt like it, without the pain of hitting thr ground. Lili looked up at him with a bit of a smirk as he took her hands, she tryed to pull her arms away and his grip didnt budge. Her arms were pushed down by her sides with him straddeling her. It made her slightly nervous that she couldnt escape as easily if she needed too. But she tryed not too think about that.

Her arms got wedged between her own body and his amazingly strong thighs. Her breathing got deeper as she looked up at him, the expressions on her face had deffinately changed since the time she had walked into room. She chewed on her bottom lip and looked around for a moment and then back up at him.
"So...Arch, what do you have planned now?"
 
Lust shown in his eyes as Arch looks down at the woman. He could tell Lili began to get nervous. He didn't want that. He enjoyed some control in his foreplay, occasionally, but only if his partner was willing. She was very near the edge of her comfort level. When she asked her question he smiled kindly. "I think these clothes of ours need to come off!"

He grinned as he reached up and shrugged off his trench-coat to expose the turquoise tank top that hugged his body. Although he has a slight gut, the rest of his body reminds Lili of the power inherent in the male form. The tight shirt even seems to enhance the effect. His next action shows a fair level of trust, as he reaches down, unbuckles the holster and tosses it into the far corner of the lift. A collapsible club and a stun baton quickly follow, those two weapons showing his profession through their nonlethal nature.

Slowly, his hands reach behind him to unbuckle her belt and open her pants. Surprisingly gentle, his palms find her hips as his fingers splay under the waist. Down the cargo-pants glide, across her smooth skin. Arch savors every moment of contact. He leans backwards, to afford greater length, and gets them to her shins before he finally reaches the limit of his reach.

His hands are a caress of wind as they glide back up the silk skin of her legs. Arch enjoyed the sensation of her reactions, her body still trapped beneath him, as his fingers inch closer and closer. A light brush against her knees, a tickle against her inner thighs. The pressure grows slightly firmer as he reaches the sensitive juncture of legs and hips. His thumbs press inward slightly and begin to massage the sensual nerves just beneath the skin between her legs.

"This is what I had in mind."
 
“Play dead, and be damned convincing about it, I'd hate to have to give ya pointers.”

With a lilt of conviction Ace grinned "Now he's good at giving pointers you know.... slice off the hearing problem... trim off the big dick attitude."

“Hey Ace, if these gents are so willing to play games with us, how do we know those parts are good anyway? Maye you can convince your new friend there to be as forthcoming as possible about his products?”

"Hey these blokes aren't employed by me." The vendor objected at the insinuation and made the parts magically appear on the counter.

“This one didn't wanna play, I wonder how many fingers it takes your friend to be nice?”

Yet Ace had one more inkling of mischief as she grabbed the man beside her and without him realizing it, she planted a soft kiss and lifted his credit pouch for the docks. "Nice seeing ya again."

Without too much of a reaction the man stood there open mouthed then crumpled to the floor after her well placed knee sent him into levels of pain beyond his mere imaginings.

Yet while he was cupping his damaged jewels Ace lifted the crate from the counter. "You know... I need to get off more often... this dealing with friends can be invigorating."

Once back into the mainstream her eyes were glancing about watching for any followers as well as local guttersnipes. Disgusting word for young urchins that resort to lifting little items in order to eat for the day. With each determined step her curls bounced by her cheeks giving her that innocent appearance. Hard to imagine the little angel just floored a man twice her size mere moments ago and was hefting a crate of parts that weighed half of her current weight

"You know... after that little workout... I think some serious screwing is in order." The thing of what she said left two options.. she was thinking about sex or thinking about doing the repair work which on occasion gave her a feeling of complete sexual pleasure and orgasmic relief.
 
“But didn't you say a beer first? You women and you're constant changing of your minds!” he mocked. “But I'd hate to be though unaccommodating, so lets get this junk back to the ship, and we'll see what the capt'n can do to ya....err for ya.”

He looked her up and down, and noticed how the fight hadn't even broken a sweat across that deceptively sweet face. Dropping his pretext, “Damnit if you weren't hot as Primus V gone nova back there Ace.” He leaned in closer to whisper in her ear, “So hot I'm not sure I can keep my hands off you once in the cargo bay, much less making it back to the engine room. I know how you love getting off against the engines.”

He kept his eye on the crowds until he was pushing the entry code to his own ship, and verified that all on board hed been undisturbed, according to the sensor log. Letting the cargo hatch seal behind him, Desum dropped everything he was carrying and reached for the bottom of her shirt to lift it over her head.
 
“But didn't you say a beer first? You women and you're constant changing of your minds!” he mocked. “But I'd hate to be thought unaccommodating, so lets get this junk back to the ship, and we'll see what the capt'n can do to ya....err for ya.”

Aislinn caught his blurb but in her lighthearted mood made no pun or recourse to chastise him for it. She moved along the corridors of the passages back to her second home, the engine room.

“Damnit if you weren't hot as Primus V gone nova back there Ace.” He leaned in closer to whisper in her ear, “So hot I'm not sure I can keep my hands off you once in the cargo bay, much less making it back to the engine room. I know how you love getting off against the engines.”

"Mmmmm, you know how to make a gal anxious." Aislinn agreed as her fingers glided along his thigh to cup his balls. "It'll feel damn good to be parkin the boys near my pit, eh."

Once she was inside the craft and the metal hinge went clunk, hands swept over her body as the crate of parts dropped to the floor and her lips covered another pair of moist lips. The chronic heat was swelling in her belly as the shirt dropped over the crate and her fingers nimbly crossed the groves of his belt to open his pants and ease this need building inside her.
 
She calmed down slightly once she saw his smile and heard his answer, naked was always a good thing. As his coat came off and his tank top was exposed she was rather pleased. His muscles showed and he wasnt some ripped gym-ass hole where you think you could wash your clothes on his stomach. Arch, was a real man, and she could still feel and see his manilness. She wanted to reach up and take his shirt off but rememered her arms were trapped by her side.

His next move she felt was not as much of a turn on. She saw his holster go flying by the rest of what he had made her heart race. Only cops and bount hunters had those kind of things. She swallowed hard, but tryed not to let it phase her. He wasnt a cop because she would have seen some form of badge and she would have been in cuffs already. She didnt think about, just fuck him, kill him if you have to and get out was what she thought. Lili wasnt going to just run when she got the chance if she could get a nice fuck out of him first.

His hands were gentle, he didnt rip her clothes off furiously or smack her aorund violently, it was nice. His hands graced her skin and she shuddered lightly, it was light and soft. She looked away from him for a moment and then back up into his eyes. His hands moving towards her hot sex, and her bottom lip quivered she tryed bucking her hips closer to his hand, but he made it hard to move.

"Well, i like your idea, but..."
And she paused shaking her head getting some hair out of her face.
"I think you are wearing way to much."
Lili smirked and her eyes were burning with lust. She wanted to pin him down and ride him until they both screamed in pleasure, her mind was getting carried away and she needed to contain her hornyness, it was just getting hard too.
 
As her fingers skillfully removed his belt, and with it at least three weapons, he made short work of her bra. Leaving it with her discarded shirt, he pressed forward, kissing and fondling, until they missed the hatch to the engine room. Her back hit wall and he pressed himself against her.

After dipping lower to tease her exposed nipples with his lips and tongue, he roll off and backed into the engine compartment, pulling her along with him as he began playing at the fasteners of her pants.

“Oh yeah, I like 'em anxious.......builds up the tension that needs released......feeling any tension baby?” He managed between hurried kisses across her chest, up her neck and jaw.

With both of their pants loose, he pushed his own down to expose his stiff cock for her. With his pants gathered around his boots, he could only hobble for the moment, but still manged to keep the distance between them to a strict minimum, his lips and hands roaming her tiny body.
 
Jaynnah licked the Swelton Dressing from her fingers and sighed. Supper had been good, but lonely. She pushed herself from the table and began to put the various dishes away. As she did she wondered how much longer it would be before her partners returned home. She was anxious to get started and wanted to earn a bit more booty for her purse. The sensors in the ship chirped, alerting her that someone was entering. She knew who it was because of the sensor that had gone off was not one of the alarming type. Grinning, she pulled the food back out and placed it on the table. She wouldn’t eat with Ace and Desum, but she’d visit.

After a few minutes she realized they weren’t heading for the galley to grab a bite. A frown formed on her lips as she muttered about all the hard work she did and ungrateful guttersnipes. With her hands clenched in mocked fury fists, Jaynnah made her way through the ship and back toward the engine room where her Captain and co-partner had entered. Her hands moved from her hips to her stomach as she crossed her arms and leaned against the opening to the less than pristine room. She knew the couple were too into each other to see her so she remained still and watched for a minute. When she felt it was safe she took a step back and headed to the control deck, where she claimed a seat in the Captain’s chair, flicked on a monitor and sat back to watch the live porn.
 
Arch smiled wickedly. If there were thoughts or plans other than simple lust on his mind, then he was an actor of award winning calabur. His motivations became even more clear. With a twinkle in his eye, one hand shifts so that his thumb and forefinger pinch and pull back the loose skin that protects Lili's tender mound. Immediately, his other thumb shifts over and begins to caress her.

As he began to press and rub her thoroughly exposed clit, his legs tighten in order to keep her helpless. "Oh, I agree, I'm very overdressed. But I think that's a situation that I'll wait to remedy." The thumb that rubbed her dips lower, to moisten itself in her depths before it returns to torment her further.

He continued to build her need but in doing so his own grew. Finally, with her heat rising to infect him, he releases her flesh. His thumb continues to dip within her and then return to toy with her bud, but his other hand reaches for his shirt. With remarkable ease, he peels the tight shirt free without missing a beat of his delightful torture.

With nothing else he can do from that position, he hops backwards and grabs her ankles. He quickly removes her shoes and begins to finally free her legs of the pants and underwear that still surrounds her shins. As he moves, the uncomfortable bulge is blatant, even through his pants.
 
She felt his hand teasing her, with the devilish look in his eyes and the smirk on his face she got excited...in more than one way. As soon as she felt his thumb massaging her clit she gasped and her hips almost twitched but she was unable to move, she was in pain and in pleasure at the same time. He was torturing her and she was dieing. She needed more and she wanted it now.

Lili smiled when he pulled his shirt off. She saw her leather jacket and shirt, and knowing her holster was undeneath the jacket. She felt the need to free herself of the rest of her clothing. And her desire came true as she watched in one liquid motion as he jumped backed getting a nice grip on her ankles and pulling her and taking the rest of her clothing off from the waiste down. This was her opprotunity; she took her coat off throwing it behind her. Sitting up she pulled off the apparatus that was her holster off her back setting it down on her jacket.
"Wanna help with the rest of my clothes?"

Her nipples still hard as diamonds and her breasts needing to be free'd from her shirt and sports bra.
"I'll help with yours..."
She leaned up unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them pulling them down a little. She smiled at him softly, and then raised her eyebrow at him waiting for his next move.
 
The moment Lili pulled down his pants, even a little, his hard shaft would pop up, covered only by his boxers. His eyes are locked on hers however. Although loath to take her hands from their actions, Arch is desperate to see the rest of her body. He knelt before her, opposite halves of each other's bodies revealed, and wanted nothing more than to finish the process.

He reached for the bottom of her shirt and slowly began to lift it, he reveled in the sight of every inch of her skin exposed. His fingers tickled across her flesh enticingly as he moved up her body. When the shirt reached her sports bra, his thumbs extend to cup her constrained breasts. As he continued to lift the shirt, he massaged her with considerable skill.

Once more he paused when he reached her hardened nipples. He quickly lifts her shirt a little higher and uses his palms to hold it up. Thumbs, fore and middle fingers reach out to pinch the obvious forms before him. Through the tight fabric of her bra, he begins to roll the erect flesh and lightly brush across the tips.

Arch wanted more, so much more! Frantically, he gripped both the shirt and the bar and began to peel upward. As the articles reached Lili's head and arms, he paused again, her sight temporarily obscured by the fabric and her arms entangled. Unseen, he grins. One hand remains to maintain the bondage while the other slips behind her back to add a sense of security and balance.

His head lunges forward. His mouth opens and lips seal around her wondrous breast. Teeth carefully pluck at the hardened bud before them. Finally, he releases her shirt and lets his other hand find her free nipple. Although enthralled by her enjoyment, her desire, he's curious what she'll do now that she's completely free to play.
 
Lili let out a sigh of pleasure as she felt his hands running up her strong curves. Slowly but surely makes his way to her breasts teasing her as he goes so slow. Still continuing to play, finding her hard nipples rubbing across them she wanted him to hurry, his slow movements were driving her wild!

Her wish is granted as her clothing is lifted, freeing her breasts from her bra. She then felt the pleasure of a man's lips on her, and she gasped, her vision askew, and she then got the shirt taken away and saw him on her chest as her breathing increased and deepened.

She ran her fingers through his hair and pushed her hips up with her strong legs up to his, or what she could reach on his body. Wiggeling her hips against him, showing off the flexibility of her fit body. Her body grew hot and all the teasing was driving her mad, she wanted him and she was going to show him how much.

One of her legs hooked around him while she carefully grabbed his shoulder, moving him onto his back with her on top looking at him, and winking. She did the same thing he did to her, but did let him have his arms, and she moved his pants down inch by inch, once they were low enough, slowly grinding herself on him. Leaning down on his chest as her hips swayed back in forth, she could tease him now, keeping his boxers on and letting him be so close to her wet cunt but not being able to have it quite yet. It was his move, and she wasnt a hundred percent sure on what he'd do this time.
 
Arch groans as Lili runs her hands through his hair. His body sagged against her as he reflexively relaxed into her action. With his body so relaxed, well, all of it except the hard form that pressed against her, it was an easy matter to push him over. Not that he would have struggled, or that she seemed to need such help. She was a strong, dangerous, woman, but she seemed to have exactly the same thing on her mind as he. And that made her even more attractive than she already was.

Trapped beneath her, he wiggled slightly. He was fairly confident he could escape if needed, but it certainly didn't seem necessary. As she pulled down his pants, his boxers leapt up, concealing if not constraining the slightly larger than average form beneath. He shivered with excitement as his body truly realized how close he now was to getting some real action.

As she moved up his body all Arch's body wanted was to slip through the fly of his boxers and plunge into her, but there was far more to this than simple release. Although there were no feelings involved, a play-filled buildup made for a far better time.

Arch could feel the moist heat radiate from her and wanted more. He lifted his hips an let the hard tip rub against her. In mere moments the simple boxers were drenched with her need which made him smile. His arms maneuvered around her and his hands slid between their bodies so he could once more remind her of how close he had already begun to bring her. His fingers flipped back and forth across her enraged mound while his hard shaft pierces her slightly, still encased in its cloth shroud.
 
She grinned at him beneath her and finally felt him move his hands down to her wettness. Lili groaned as it was the straw that broke the camel's back. Her pent lust was about to just take over her body and not let her make the moves anymore. She made her move pushing his hand away and opening the fly to his boxers pulling his stiff cock out. She rubbed her hand up and down and then slowly lowered herself onto it.

She had to let herself get used to his size, gently moving and moaning as she did with her eyes closed. Her breathing almost stopped as she got all of him inside her. She rocked her hips back and forth opening her eyes and looking into his and straightening her back more. Taking a deep breath...or as deep a one she could take she started moving her hips more...and faster.

"Ohhh fuuuuck!"
She couldnt contain her body or her moans as pleasure surged through her veins. This was the thing she had wanted for so long, all her worries dropped, and her mind just dwelled on that long awaited orgasm she knew would come. Her bounty was no longer important, what Arch's profession was didnt matter. She was putty in his hands, she would do just about anything, say anything. Her breathing started to get deeper as she continued.
 
Mmmmmfrrfffff Ace thought as the coolness of nudity made the gears seem more alive and life-like. Ace tugged on his clothing while he stripped away her garments leaving her with a feeling of anxiousness that even knowing what was to come would leave her breathless.

“Oh yeah, I like 'em anxious.......builds up the tension that needs released......feeling any tension baby?” He managed between hurried kisses across her chest, up her neck and jaw.

"Yes" came hissing between pursed lips as her body felt like melting ore.

Cramped quarters didn't stop her from bringing a grunt as her cunt muscles clenched to the invasion of flesh. Ace was in her element and being among the scent of oil, metal, and heated sex only gave her the power to move beyond just that as cool metal caressed her legs curling about Desum's waist.

Aislinn leaned her shoulders back and became absorbed with the grinding whine of churning motors. "Mmmmmm, pokes hard baby..... drive me."
 
Some days, life was just too good. Jaynnah, A huge job, repair part, a decent fight, and now Aislinn, who could ever want for more?

As his cock slipped slowly inside her molten hot cunt, he let out a low, long moan of deep approval. Braced against a bulkhead, and wrapping those toned legs around him for additional support, he had her right where he wanted her...at least form his perspective, shit might claim the same.

With a good grip on her small hips, he began to pound into his pilot, while leaning over to grab an erect nipple between his teeth. After toying with that a moment, he turned to its pair, and treated it the same, all while increasing his measured thrusts; each pressing her against the machines they both loved so well.
 
Arch's hands were knocked away with such urgency that he couldn't react. In moments Lili had cleared the obstruction and impaled herself on him. His entire body siezed with the wonderful sensation as she slowly worked her way down. Each precious inch deeper sent another shudder through his body. He wanted nothing more than to thrust his hips upward, burried himself in her hot, wet, depths, but restrained himself through sheer will alone. She was now in charge and that was enough for him. When he felt her tight depths squeez the base of his shaft, press against his loins, his eyes pressed closed, just as hers fluttered open.

His body began to shake beneath her as her hips began to rock faster and faster. The slight gut suddenly proved a boon, as it began to rub against her overly-sensitive clit. his hands reached out and clutched her smooth, strong, hips. Lili's moans, the tug and pull of her depths, the heat of her pressed against him and surrounding him all spurred him to action. As she began to move his hips rose and fell in time with her.

The strong, hard, length slid in and out of her slick body. The ridged head of his member rippled across Lili's sensitive flesh. He filled her, and pushed against the sensitive nerves and confused muscles. Arch lifted his upper body slightly onto his elbows and let his hands slide to her knees. The new position allowed his stomach to wreak as much havok on her external lust as he did burried within her. He knew he was building quickly, but fought to keep himself from climax until she reached that point.
 
She felt her clit being rubbed against him and her body shivered in ecstacy. He then went deeper pushing against her motions and she groaned louder. She was growing higher into her climax. As his posistion changed her clit was being rubbed shoving her up closer to the orgasm she wanted. Moaning loudly she looked him in the eye.
"Ohhh fuck me Arch i'm gonna cum."

She moaned between short breaths as she couldnt hold back and longer and she felt herself contract around him as she came. Her back arching hard she got what she wanted so badly and with him continuing, drawing out her orgasm she could barely breath at this point.

She then moved her hips more, wanting him to get what she just had. Her moans and groans still loud. At this point Lili wasnt even sure if her body could handle any more at the moment. Her back spasmed momentarily as she continued, riding him with her hips gyrating almost on him.
 
Arch grinned at her words. He'd never been able to talk much durring sex. His appreciation was always well documented with moans and groans however, and now was no exception. The instant he heard her breath change, that he felt her squeez as he pushed himself deeper still, he knew he couldn't last any longer. She felt so good, riding her own euphoria, that she spurred him to even greater heights. This was the part he liked best, the feel of a woman already over the edge and dragging him with her.

His back arched and neck grew as rigid as his strong shaft. His hips crashed upwards. The force of Arch's thrust lifted her momentarily off the ground and he pierced her deeper than he had yet. His hands clutched at her thighs as his solid length pulsed once, twice, three times, each time growing slightly. Time froze for a moment as all his knowledge focussed to simple pleasure.

As reality crashed back into Arch's overwrought brain his body collapsed to the floor and molten seed raced up his length. His rhythm faultered but he shoved himself deeper still as he exploded within Lili. Although irregular in tempo, there was a great urgency and power to his continued thrusts as he poured himself into her. His constant moans turned to feral growls and his heys grew narrow with wonder at the delivious, primal, ecstasy that he felt. The sensation all the greater because it was but an echo of that which radiated from her.
 
She felt him exploding inside her and she groaned one last time before almost collapsing to the ground. She stopped herself and tryed to catch her breath and slowly she did. She then slide herself off of his still throbbing cock and finally did fall to the ground and rolled onto her back as their mixture of juices invaded this skin of her inner thighs.

She looked over at arch as her head continued to swim with millions of thoughts now. She tryed to think oh something to say or do. Now she wasnt sure if she was safe. Maybe a post-sex grace period and then she figure she might need to take off. She hated that mind-set. Always on the move, never stopping.

Finally getting some words together she swallowed.
"You have no idea how long i've wanted that, and you made it better than i thought it would be."
She smiled at him and then looked down at her tattoos running her fingers over the lotus and bonsai tree. Then a thought popped in her head; When they updated her bounty and her physical description, they indicated her tattoos. She layed there unsure and then looked back at Arch.
"So, what happens now?"

She got a bit nervous. Guns out of reach, she was naked and her body was in no shape for a fight at the moment. Hopefully he wouldnt realize who she was, even thought she had established what he was.
 
Aislinn softly groaned as his cock slithered deeper into her core. Filling her body with exquiste delight as the friction felt like a piston ramming back and forth over her cunt ring. Applying perfect pressure to incite the grease of her body to lube his rod to fill her with deeper pumps causing greater joys.

Aislinn tossed back her curls as his teeth nipped her nipples. She delighted in this form of erotic pain as the sounds of machinery echoed around her. "Ohhhhh fuck yessssss."

The thrum of the machines pulsing thru her body added to the way his cock was driving her. The power of pounding gears, that pulsing beat that mimiced a heatbeat and added to the contortions of her body to bring his back closer and his cock ever closer to slamming her cunt's buttom.

"Park.. em... park em in here too." Aislinn begged as she thrust her hips upwards hoping to be brimmed with Desum's cock and hopefully his balls too.. if he could manage that.
 
He loved her unique style of talking dirty; even in the middle of a great fuck, she was metaphorical. By contrast, words were well beyond him, as he continued to ram into the small, dirty tongued, beauty. So, for respond he just grunted like a primate, and let her heels in his back spur him on, faster and harder.

But with her pinned against a wall,he just wasn't reaching the depth they both sought. So Desum, lifted her off the component she had leaned against, and carried her the few steps over to the main manifold, which rose from the ground maybe four feet. Here he finally pulled her off his shaft, and tossed her over the curved surface of the manifold, which hummed and throbbed with the restrained power of the main engine

Stepping up from behind her, he made a graceful reentry, sliding deeper then previously possible. As his pace resumed, and even became more furious, his balls slapped against her soft folds as he pounded her into the vibrating metal that she'd been draped over.

Sweat dripped from his brow, with the heat in the room and the effort he pour into fucking her, but soon he felt a chill shoot up his spine, and he knew the end ever very near. Reaching up he grabbed her upper arms firmly and yanked her tiny body onto his cock with each hurried thrust, until finally his rhythm turned erratic.

With small spasms shaking his body, but radiating from his lions, he exploded deep within her, as a loud, low, almost howl, rang on from him for time untold.
 
The audio for the little show Jaynnah was watching was piped into a set of small earpieces she’d plucked up, plugged in and settled snuggly into the cavities of her ears. The sounds that were erupting from her co-partners added to the erotic euphoria that was skating through Jaynnah’s lithe form. Though her mind was occupied with absorbing the sounds, her eyes were growing glassy as the sights on the viewing screens drove her fingers into a more frenzied hurried.

Her lips were parted; her tongue darted out occasionally to moisten the soft petals of flesh, but her fingers were no where to be seen. One hand was busy rubbing at her clit, and the other was buried four digits deep into her slippery sex. She watched with hunger, her captain’s cock become buried in her best-friend and lover’s pussy. The well toned bodies, two perfect specimens of the human race pounded each other into oblivion and Jaynnah wanted more. She slowed her own ministrations, eased her most wet palm away from her sex and brought it up to tease her nipples.

The buttons, round metal snaps, had been opened and the material shoved aside as she had made her way back to the bridge. Now she happily coated her areolas with the nectar from her pussy, moaned in delight and then twisted the right nipple in all directions. The thrill of the pinch drove another shot of heat through her body and the fingers that had been fucking with her clit dived further down and went back to work, rubbing, sliding and vigorously working on the fleshy walls of her most inner depths.
 
Arch still had no idea which side of the law Lili worked on. Completely honest with himself, he suspected she wasn't a bounty hunter as well, for her lack of restraints. If she was, she was one of the ones who only took contracts on dead bounties. In fact, he rather hoped she was a criminal rather than one of those. He had more respect for the criminals then them. After all, the criminals were honest about what they were, at least to themselves. The bounty hunters who only took corpse cases were really nothing more than liscenced assasins with pretenses of respectability. At least the criminals usually had at least some code of ethics.

These thoughts ran through Arch's head as he too tried to catch his breath. "That...that was incredible!" When she looked over, her question made him pause, but only for a moment. He covered it with his continued need to catch his breath. "Well, we still have a bottle of whiskey. I don't think I'm up for much more than a quick breather at the moment. but we can certainly do that up at my room." He laughed selfcousciously as he remembered they hadn't even been able to wait until they reached his room.

The question she'd asked was somewhat telling. Where most people would have asked 'what do we do now' or perhaps made a suggestion, she asked 'what happens now.' It had become clear that she had been as uncertain of his profession as he was of hers. The same weapons that she lacked, would have identified him as a bounty hunter. He could even vaguely sense her nervousness now. But the truth was, even if she was a wanted woman, he had no idea who she was or what her crimes. Why not take advantage of their brief time together and make the best of it?
 
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