Project - Prometheus Ch. 03

Nodding mutely, Priya shimmied herself closer, until her steamy hole was pressed up against Inari's. The simple act of touching sent a bolt of electricity through their over sensitive pussies, both women moaning in delight at the contact. Inari then grabbed her love's right leg by her thigh, pulling herself into her lover. She then rolled her hips, grinding her pussy lips and clit into Priya's.

Priya moaned out loud before she rolled her hips in counterpoint to Inari's. She reached out and drew her lover in close, kissing her again. They both continued to grind into each other, both demanding a second release.

"Oh yes! Grind that pussy hard, make me cum!!" Inari screamed as her lover ground herself with all the strength she could muster. Pree was close herself and was teetering on the verge, ready to plunge down into orgasmic bliss. Both women panted with both lust and the exertion of their lovemaking, each one trying to bring the other off.

"You'd really love it if that hunky captain was down here, using that massive cock of his to fill your pussy?" Inari questioned her XO. Shock registered across Priya's face as though Inari had read her mind, but then she grinned.

"You'd love it if he used it on you too, wouldn't you?" Priya shot right back at her captain.

"Yes!" Inari admitted, "I'd want him to grip me by the waist and ruin my pussy, splitting me open with that big dick of his!" Using her left hand, Priya gripped Inari's left nipple and twisted, sending her lover into the start of an orgasm.

"You'd love it if he'd cum all over you, wouldn't you?" Priya whispered into her captain's ear.

"And I'd make you lick it off of me, slowly," Inari whispered back.

The imagery was enough to send both women over the edge and they screamed long, loud and hard, their lungs nearly collapsing with the effort. Both women fell away from each other, their backs squelching as they landed in their combination of fluids. Slick and coated with sweat, they laid there for a short time. After an indeterminate amount of time, they were picking themselves up, both Inari and Priya smiling stupidly.

Glancing at her lover as they got back into their suits, Priya asked, "How do you know the captain of this ship has a huge dick?"

A slight smile ghosted her lips as Inari slipped the seams back into place before fastening the catch at her collar. "I managed a look or two, while he was occupied with speaking to Korsa. Being surrounded by so many gorgeous women had an effect on him," Inari said.

Face lighting up, Priya continued her line of questioning, "Just how big is he?" she crooned.

"At least nine long, and easily two thick. Maybe bigger," came her captain's response. Licking her lips, Priya imagined all the deliciously naughty things he could and likely would do with such an impressive tool.

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Kasumi, overhearing the details about her captain, picked up the tempo in which her fingers thrust into her hot and steamy cunt. The pace she had now set made her look like a sex-starved madwoman, who needed release badly. As she thumbed her clit, she recalled her dream in cryo with perfect clarity, imagining her captain stretching her needy pussy. Her gripping him like a wanton woman, needing his hot cum to fill her cunt.

She wailed as the sensations became too much, her juices squirting out of her, plastering the decking with her girl cum. The high of her orgasm seemed to last forever. Even then, it felt like it ended too soon, as she descended back to reality. The euphoric rush was all-consuming, her body trembling with aftershocks.

Kasumi then sat up, riding out the last vestiges of her high. Once she had recovered enough, she reached over for the front of her discarded bodysuit. Sealing it back into place, she composed herself, and continued her duty of looking through the various cam feeds, looking for any irregularities.

She had cycled through many of them and had earmarked several for Jaesa's review. Kasumi had been curious why the AI had been quiet while she was around, but she supposed that it was her nature to observe rather than interfere. Several images were currently being looked through, but Kasumi could see almost nothing in them. Many of the cameras were damaged or offline, so proper images were difficult to see.

After some careful review, Kasumi concluded that everything was functioning normally and took a break from her post. Standing up, she stretched out and picked up her weapons, holstering each one. Now that security command was online again, she could have instantaneous access to all the ship's goings on.

After inputting a command sequence on a built in keypad, a slot opened on the security chief's chair. Within it, it revealed a small computer chip in the small alcove. Kasumi reached for it and opened a small panel in her helmet. Inside was a recessed slot, to which she fitted the chip.

Though the Commander was doing her job to the best of her ability, there was something she didn't see. A pair of iridescent green eyes, watching both the cameras and the Sentries. They moved when they could and stayed hidden, away from any prying eyes. The Xuul'khani survivor that had woken from cryo sleep was stalking through the ship, intent on carrying out her mission.

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Keeping to the shadowed areas of the walkways, the black-skinned woman moved like a wraith. She kept her bearings and stayed aware of her surroundings. Though the sentries moving about were unaware of her, she still avoided them. No sense in giving them reason to chase her down.

Not long after she had woken up, she had taken a moment to clear her head, remembering who she was and why she was here. 'My name... is.... Shazza. My mission is to.... take this.... from the primitives who.... stole it.' After gaining her footing, she went looking for her comrades, hoping some of them had done as she had, and activated one of the empty cryo pods. Shazza was disheartened by what she had seen. Nothing but remnants of armor, weapons, and bone littered the walkways.

'How is it that no one else survived?!? Am I the only one left??' The dark-skinned woman shook her head of such thoughts, as she remembered her mission. Her Prince's words reverberated throughout her mind. 'Take the ship from these filthy vermin. They don't deserve such greatness. If they prove to be troublesome, destroy it. None shall challenge our supremacy!'

The orders were imprinted into her mind, like a mantra. Because of the mental link she had with her Prince, she had no choice but to obey. Shazza had scavenged a pistol and several grenades from what remained of her comrades. Upon seeing the skeletal remains of both the weak humans and her shipmates, a question burned into her mind. It repeated over and over again, like a broken record. 'How long was I in that pod?'

Focusing on the task at hand, she continued her evasive tactics, monitoring the cameras she could see throughout the ship. She was careful to avoid any that had been activated, which were moving and noted by power returning to the area. The ship was coming back online, though. Which meant that there would be fewer places to hide, and then it would only be a matter of time before they found her.

She continued searching through cryo storage, hoping that at least a few others from the boarding party had survived. Armed as she was, she couldn't hope to continue her mission. She could do some serious damage with the grenades she had collected, but only if she could get into the engineering section.

She had made her way there, believing if she could find anyone of her people, that is where they would be. Hope surged in her chest as she ghosted from shadow to shadow, making her way along the path to her objective. Once she reached the doorway to engineering, her hopes were dashed.

Standing guard to the entryway stood four Sentries. Though two of them were occupied, cleaning up the remains of the marines who died defending this door. The other two were focused outwards, searching for any discernible threat. Ducking behind a cluster of cryo pods, Shazza cursed her luck.

Counting her grenades, she realized that if she used any to deal with these Sentries, she'd not only have to deal with any others that would be alerted to her presence, but she'd lack the explosives needed to fulfill her mission. Another order was burned into her mind, one that her Prince gave to her directly. 'I don't care if the others die completing the mission. You, my dearest Shazza, must survive. You are too dear and valuable to die on a suicide mission. Survive, however you can.'

At this moment both orders warred within her mind, each one equally important, but both conflicting with the other. Closing her eyes, she focused on her breathing, calming her mind before deciding on a course of action. If she had any hope of carrying out her duty, she had to collect more explosives. She committed the path to engineering to memory as best as she could, then retraced her steps, hoping to find more ordinance.

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Captain Tomisic rubbed his eyes with both hands, taking a break from reviewing all the news clips and documentation he'd had Jaesa download from the Darkstrider. 'So much has happened since we went to sleep,' he thought to himself. 'So much death, destruction and chaos.' He'd read all the reports of how far humanity had come, but also how much they, as a race, had fallen apart.

Humankind had splintered into various factions within the old Alliance. Though it was still in existence, it was merely a ghost of the proud initiative he'd initially served under. The various factions had fragmented the old Alliance, pieces of it becoming their own little domains and fiefdoms. Each one fought against the others, with no regard for human life or the ideals it once held.

He reflected on their mission and the events that led them to this moment. Encountering those Xenos, which were called Xuul'khan, had taken them off course and offline, separated from the rest of humanity. He had fought hard with his crew, deploying every strategy he could muster to fight back and defeat the attackers.

As he was reminiscing, he remembered his friends that stood with him on the bridge that day. Lt. Commander George Hull, a gifted fighter pilot and an excellent tactician. Commander Athena Soulakis, a woman of few words but brilliant insight. Lieutenant Joshua Aldaris, his best friend since the academy and a crack navigator and his mentor, Commodore Neville Hamilton, the Captain of the Perseus.

Remembering them as they were also brought up the memory of how they died. The tide of the battle was shifting in their favor until a group of the invaders had forced their way onto the bridge. The marine squad had quickly gunned them down before they made it ten steps in, but all they needed was to get in. One of them had been a suicide bomber, loaded with packs of some deadly toxin.

As they gunned him down, he detonated his payload, spreading the deadly gas everywhere. The marines were killed instantly, collapsing as the gas had overcome their nervous systems, shutting down all motor functions as the acidic vapors consumed their very flesh. The gas had spread through the air, catching like wildfire in a dry plain.

The rest of the bridge crew had succumbed to it, but the commodore had acted quickly. He called out a command, which had sealed off the command deck from the rest of the bridge. The only problem was, Alex was the only one who was on the command deck, leaving the rest of the bridge crew to die horribly.

He remembered the pure rage and helplessness, as he was forced to watch the people he had called his family, die in front of him. Jaesa had acted quickly and vented the gas, but was too late. His friends wasted away before him, everything they were turning into an unidentifiable muck.

Commodore Hamilton beckoned him over and told him a single word before dying: 'Chronos.' Jarring himself out of the painful memories, he sat there and wondered why the Commodore would tell him that word before passing. He wracked his brain to figure it out, but nothing came of it.

Crying out in frustration, he stood and wondered what was to come next, as he was now the acting Captain of the Perseus. 'Wait. I'm acting Captain of this ship, but not the full Captain.' Realization dawned on him as he now knew what exactly that word meant.

"Jaesa!" he called out, his heart hammering a mile a minute. In mere moments, the bridge based holographic projector came back online and Jaesa's avatar took form in front of him.

"Yes, acting Captain?" Jaesa responded.

"Enter the chain of command authorization code. The code is; Chronos," Alex said as he jittered slightly, barely able to control his enthusiasm.

"Confirm authorization code please," Jaesa chirped.

"Authorization code Chronos; confirm!"

The image of Jaesa winked out for a moment, then returned, but it wasn't Jaesa that stood before him. It was the image of Commodore Hamilton, a towering and imposing black man but gifted with a kindly, fatherly face. It smiled, that same warm and friendly smile that Alex remembered.

"I am Commodore Neville Hamilton," the recording said, in a thick Jamaican accent. "If this message is playing then for some unknown and unforeseen reason, I have died during our voyage to map the stars."

Alex steadied his breathing and tried not to be overcome. Commodore Hamilton had not only been his mentor but also was like a father to him. After his parents had died during the Unification War, the Commodore, back then he was a junior Lieutenant, had taken Alex in and raised him as his own.

"Whatever the reason, it was both an honor and a privilege to serve with such fine officers. Alex, my boy, I hope that you will remember what I taught you. Never be cruel or cowardly."

Alex spoke the words, as it was a mantra he knew by heart, "Never give up, never give in. No matter what," he spoke in tandem with the recording.

"Though I wish I could be there with you, to see the marvels of the galaxy, I know that you will carry on and complete the mission to which we were entrusted," the recording continued. "So, it is my duty, that upon my passing, to pass full command of the Perseus to Captain Alexander Tomisic, effective immediately. My authorization code is; Charlie, seven, Foxtrot, Zebra, niner."

"I wish you and the rest of the crew good fortune in your adventure boy. I will tell your parents of the fine young man you have become when I see them. Farewell." At that last word, the recording winked out, replaced promptly by Jaesa.

"I have saved the recording in the archives, Captain. Would you like me transfer a copy to your personal terminal, sir?" her avatar asked from a nearby holographic display.

Tears on his cheeks, Alex replied, "Yes, please Jaesa. Thank you."

"He was a good man, sir. He deserved a better end than what he got," the AI said soothingly.

"I know Jaesa, but he was right." Jaesa tilted her head to the left, looking quizzically at the Captain. "I will carry on and complete our mission. The lives of all those in cryo sleep depend on it." With that, Alex sat back in his seat and ploughed through the Darkstrider's files with renewed vigor.

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Inari and Priya had redressed in their armor suits and were headed back up to the officer's deck, on deck three. The elevator chimed and swished open, allowing them to disembark. With guilty and goofy grins plastered on their faces, they had cleaned themselves up as best as they could. But the faint whiff of sex still rolled off of them.

They had walked along the deck for a few minutes, admiring the workmanship of the area. They then came to a door which bore the holographic signage 'Officer's Lounge'. They looked at each other, shrugged and walked in and look around. Both women were startled to find Kasumi there, leaning back in a lounger, drinking a beer. The lighting was low, almost at an intimate setting, and Kasumi was smiling at them, looking like the cat that got the cream.

Inari broke the silence, asking, "Ok, two questions; Why are you smiling and where did you get that beer?" Kasumi finished taking a swig and let out a small but audible burp. Her cheeks flared for a moment in embarrassment, but she kept her composure for the most part.

"I got the beer from the dispensary behind the bar. You two can grab one if you like," Kasumi drawled, this beer not her first one. "As to your first question, let's say it's been a while since I saw a show that was so hot. I'm sure you two would have an impressive career in adult films if you pursued that vocation," she finished with a wink.

Without missing a beat, Priya said, "By the looks of things, you had a good time yourself," noting that the Commander's armor was off and lying a neat pile by her lounger and that the red-headed soldier was posing rather provocatively.

"MMMMMnh! Yes, I did!" Kasumi said rather dreamily. Inari cocked an eyebrow at her, a look of mischief on her face.

"What?" Kasumi said defensively. "I've been stuck in cryo sleep for the last six hundred years! Can't blame a girl for wanting to blow off some steam," as she took another pull from her beer.

"Not blaming you," Inari said as she went around behind the bar and placed her hand on the reader. "Just a little surprised is all. You really came across as an ironclad bitch earlier."

"Guilty as charged!" Kasumi admitted.

Inari couldn't help but laugh at this, happy to see the commander possessing a sense of humility. After scanning her hand, a variety of drinks came up, from water to hard liquor. Selecting beer, it displayed several varieties. Selecting the one that looked like Kasumi's beer, Inari requested two bottles, which arrived by concealed alcove, with the platform rising, making it easy to reach the beers. Grabbing them, she walked over to join Pree, who had made herself comfortable on a plushy couch, next to the lounger the Kas was occupying.

"Given what we've gone through here on the Perseus, can you blame me?" the soldier replied with a sidelong glance at the smugglers.

"I suppose not," Priya said, as Inari opened both beers with a hiss and handed one to her.

"So, I suppose that you not only saw everything, but heard everything as well?" Inari questioned as they started into their beers.

Nodding slowly, Kasumi replied, "I did. Lots of things were.... interesting to hear." Inari hesitated before taking another draw from her beer.

"Like what? Your captain being a delicious hunk we'd like to devour? What we'd like him to do to us? Or is it his size that intrigues you?"

A flash of what seemed like jealousy and resentment crossed Kasumi's face, but it was gone in an instant. Recovering quickly, she answered, "His size, actually. How were you able to tell?"

Making note of Kasumi's reaction, Inari answered, "I didn't become the captain of my ship by being unable to read people, especially their body language. Surrounded by so much female flesh, the poor guy was bound to have a reaction of some sort. I didn't expect it to be so.... obvious."

Smiling to herself, Kasumi momentarily lost herself in a daydream of some things she'd like to do to Alex, when she had the chance. Inari read Kasumi like an open book in that moment. To her, it was plain as day that Commander McKenzie had feelings for her Captain. Whether Alex knew about them was another matter entirely, so Inari erred on the side of caution and kept her thoughts to herself.

As the ladies were enjoying the silence, the door to the lounge swished open, admitting Korsa, Taal'ani and Natalya. They were all chattering animatedly about what they had learned so far about the Perseus.