Project - Prometheus Ch. 05

"Giving you some of what you gave me," he said to her, as his fingers curled inside her in a most delicious way.

"Oh, no! I'm not sure I can take anymore!" Nats wheezed.

"I'm not done with you yet, so just enjoy yourself," Alex said lustily as he continued to work his fingers in her already tender pussy. Though Natalya was nearly dazed by the last orgasm, she was still coherent enough to focus on the additional sensation that coursed through her.

He started out softly, not wanting to push or aggravate her too much at this point. His tapping got harder, insistently pushing at the soft and spongy flesh inside her, drawing more moans from her than she thought possible. Slowly, by instinct, Nats' hips rocked back and forth with Alex's questing fingers. More jolts of pleasure shot through her as she took every stroke in her with glee and delight.

It wasn't long before she could feel another orgasm building, this one threatening to knock her out with its intensity. Alex tapped his fingers back and forth, in a staccato rhythm, sending sparks shooting up her spine. As the orgasm neared, Alex again, changed his tactics and pressed his fingers together so they seemed like one big finger. He then pulled at her, like his hand was a hook inside her and he was trying to pull it out. The sensation of it drove her to a new height as she hurtled through the orgasm.

She came hard, screaming like a madwoman, squirting all over Alex with both her and his cum plastered across his chest. Her insides clenched, once, twice, she lost count, and she cried out with each successive spasm. The force of her orgasm forced his fingers out of her quim, and she collapsed back onto the chair, utterly spent.

Breathing laboriously, Natalya began to recover from the force of cumming so hard. Normally, she had some good ones from the occasional hookup she'd had here and there, but sex with this man, was different in so many delicious ways. No way she would let him get away, ever!

Peeling open her eyes, she raised her head to look at Alex and would have embraced him, but her whole body felt like one giant lasagna noodle. Picking herself up was going to be a chore, and it wasn't one she wanted to do quite yet. Alex sat there, on one of the armrests, his hand on her face, stroking her cheek. Smiling like goof, she sat up, though slowly as the endorphins running through her system were screwing with her balance.

"That was......." Nats began but stuttered to a stop. She had no words for how amazing that was and did what she could to convey her satisfaction to her lover. He definitely felt the same as the look in his eyes matched hers in its emotion and intensity. No words needed to be spoken, but there were two words he did say that she understood completely.

"I know."

Taking a deep breath, she then took a quick look at the ship building console and so far, there were no hiccups, so she felt no need to look at it further. Alex then leaned down and planted another soul searing kiss on her lips, drawing her into it. Nats returned it with equal passion and fervor, glad that the two of them were on the same wavelength.

Standing up, Alex pulled up his pants and redid the buttons and snaps, after retrieving his undershirt and tucking it in. Nats was finally balanced enough to get dressed herself, so she stood and centered herself. As she stood, cum leaked out of her and run down her leg. Lacking any wipes or garments, she sighed and used her already wet panties to soak up the remaining juices.

Once done, she pulled her shorts up and fastened her bra back together. She then tossed her soiled panties at Alex, who caught them mid-air, while he was finishing with his tunic. He threw them back at her, but she dodged out of the way and they hit the decking with a quiet splat. Chuckling, he put his arms around Natalya, drawing her in for another kiss, as she had just finished getting her coveralls on. He planted a kiss on her forehead and just held her there, content and delighted for the first time all day.

"You don't know how much I needed that Nats," he murmured to her.

Snuggling into his broad chest, she said, "Actually, I did. I wouldn't be a good woman if I couldn't tell that my man needed a little something to keep him going throughout the day."

"Your man. Hmm. I like the sound of that," Alex said, smirking.

Moaning, Nats pulled her head out of his chest and stood on her toes to kiss him again. He leaned into it much happier than he had been and sated, at least for now. Breaking apart, he smiled down at her, before saying, "I'm going to head off and try to raise the Darkstrider again. Hopefully, they've gone and sorted whatever their comms issue is and we should be able to contact them again."

"Keep me posted!" Natalya said as he turned to leave.

"Always... dear," he said smiling. With that, he marched on out of the control room, a noticeable spring in his step as he headed for the monorail station. Grinning from ear to ear, Nats couldn't help but feel both satisfied and elated at the same time. She hadn't felt this way in..... forever.

Remembering the last time she was this happy, was always a sad memory as she remembered her parents. But this time, there was a happy note to her memory, as though the presence of that man had lifted the dark fog that shrouded that time in her life. She felt as though she could fly as she fondly remembered her parents and for the first time in ages, didn't go down the pathway to what had happened to them.

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Kasumi had just finished her last set as she looked about the various mirrors that dotted the gym, some of them capturing her reflection as she hit the iron. She'd used the reflections to ensure that she was doing the forms correctly, her time in cryo sleep having atrophied her muscles somewhat. Now that she was fully awake, it was a problem she would rectify in short order, if she had her way about it.

Sadly, the Captain hadn't stopped by for his usual workout routine, as she had hoped. Kas finished putting the weights back in their proper place, then headed off to the women's locker room, to get herself a shower. She stripped off the black shorts and shirt; the form hugging material peeling off of her like a second skin. As the clothing fell to the floor, Kasumi surveyed herself in the full-length mirror that sat at the end of the hallway.

Looking at herself, she gave a satisfied nod at the form that appeared in the silvered glass. Tall, strong and defined were just a few of the adjectives that could be used to describe such a body. Kas was what could be considered the epitome of physical feminine perfection. Just enough definition where you could tell that her muscles were there, but soft enough in the right places, so you knew that she was both sexy and alluring. Coupled with the Scottish and Japanese features that dominated her face, she was truly all woman.

Huffing in annoyance, Kasumi then walked over to the shower stalls, eager to be rid of the sweat that beaded down her form. Stepping into the nearest one, she remembered the days of when the Perseus was full, where many women had been using this room at any hour of night or day. She smiled a sad smile, remembering her fallen comrades as she turned on the shower.

Standing under the hot spray, the soldier let it wash over her, enjoying the warm, stinging sensation that consumed her. Breathing easily, she let her mind drift, clearing her mind of any thoughts or worries. This was one of the few times she allowed herself to let go of everything, to just be. Closing her eyes, she embraced the silence and solitude around her, letting her mind rest.

It didn't last long however, as she still had her duties to attend to, being the security chief of the Perseus. She washed and scrubbed herself down, cleaning away any trace of sweat and any rank smell she had about her. Turning off the shower, the red-headed woman stepped out of the shower stall and retrieved the towel she had left hanging on the hook.

Drying herself off as she walked back to the lockers, Kas called out, "Jaesa, where is the Captain right now?"

"He is in the shipwright sector with Chief Vostrikov, though he is..... indisposed at the moment," the chirpy AI replied. Unleashing a blistering Gaelic curse, Kas hurried and got herself dressed, in a clean rig of clothing this time, her dog tags jingling. From what she had seen last night and the way both of them looked at each other this morning, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure what had put the Captain in that state.

"Commander McKenzie, your heart rate is elevated and your cortisol levels have risen," Jaesa stated.

"Jaesa, stop monitoring my vitals! I need to speak with the captain, now," the soldier said as she double timed it to the nearest monorail station.

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Natalya was humming a merry tune while she continued to monitor the progress of the dropship's construction. After Alex had left, she was left with a sense of euphoria and.... renewed purpose. She had triple checked every aspect of the construction process and so far, everything was green. There was little she had to do in the manner of work, so she sat back in her seat. Keeping a wary eye on the console functions, she watched the ship slowly be put together from the command booth.

She heard the door behind her open and thought it was Alex as she swiveled to face him. Nats was instead greeted by the sight of a slightly breathless and clearly agitated Kasumi.

"May I help you Commander?" Natalya asked politely.

"Where is the Captain?" the soldier demanded brusquely. She craned her neck and looked about as though she expected to big man to be hiding somewhere in the room.

"He left for the Bridge a few minutes ago, to see if he could raise the Darkstrider. What is wrong Commander? You seem... agitated."

Kas's eyes flickered to Nats' for a moment, before they scanned the ground and spotted the used and soaked panties lying on the floor. Her nostrils flared, then Kasumi locked her eyes with the young engineer.

"I really hope you're enjoying yourself, Chief," Kas said icily. "Because once the Perseus is restored to full functionality, you and your crew of merchants, will leave this vessel."

Not one to be intimidated, Nats fired back, "That is the Captain's decision to make, Commander, not yours."

"You are temporary crew members, who are not officially a part of the Perseus, so your status is easily revoked," the security chief stated, the scorn in her voice clear.

"I don't know what your problem is, Commander, but I recommend that you stow it. I've served myself and I will not be made to seem as though my worth is any less than what I believe it to be," Nats stated hotly as she stood toe to toe with red-headed marine. "Furthermore, whatever issues you have with me, or any of my friends, I suggest you cut that shit out and remember your place, soldier."

"Remember my place? It is you who should remember yours, Chief, as I am a ranking officer on this ship and you merely extra help commandeered by the Captain," Kasumi said, her voice rising angrily.

"Without our help, you and this ship would likely be dead by now! You could show a little gratitude and respect to the crew who had just saved your life!" Natalya shouted in the Commander's face. "How about you piss off and remember who it was that made sure you even got a chance like this, you ungrateful bitch!"

A single tear escaped Kas' eyes, beading down on her cheek, as she remembered similar words that were said to her, long before she entertained the thought of becoming a marine. Not wanting to face such a stern and strong-willed woman, or let her see her weakness, she abruptly turned on her heel. Kasumi stormed out of the room, boots clomping on the ground as she hastened away.

As the soldier retreated, Nats let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding in, collapsing into the chair behind her. She turned back to the consoles, to continue monitoring the status of the dropship. Getting her breathing under control, Nats then asked aloud, "Jaesa, do you have any idea why Commander McKenzie was being such a bitch just now, or is it against your programming to discuss the status and well-being of the crew?"

"I am glad to see that you are concerned for Commander McKenzie's welfare and yes, I can discuss such matters," the AI replied with her echoy voice. "Judging from how the Commander has been since she woke from cryo sleep, I would surmise that she harbors feelings for Captain Tomisic, who you happen to be fucking."

Blushing at the candor from the AI, Nats then asked, "So, you know about that?"

"Chief Vostrikov, there is little aboard the Perseus that I don't hear or see and I must say, the last twenty-four hours of watching you and the Captain interact have been quite..... entertaining."

If Natalya was blushing before, every drop of blood in her body rushed to her head as she flushed in embarrassment. She hadn't known that Jaesa would be watching but should have guessed it, considering that the AI was responsible for much of the ship's systems. Pushing past her mortification, Natalya went back to her questions.

"So if Commander McKenzie has a thing for the Captain, why didn't she say so? I'm an open-minded kind of woman and I'm not averse to sharing, if that's something she could be open to," the young Trini-Rus woman said.

"You must understand Chief, that Kasumi, like the Captain, is a woman out of time. Her values and core beliefs are from a time that has long passed, and she is likely finding it difficult to process that everything she knows is gone," Jaesa replied in a friendly voice.

"Still, she didn't have to be a bitch!" Natalya fumed as she paced, processing this new information. Sitting here, stewing on this knowledge would not do Nats any good, so she headed back to the lounge and grab herself a snack.

"Jaesa, can you mind the monitoring process of the dropship and notify me if anything changes? I need something to eat and some time to think," Natalya stated as she glanced over the console in front of her.

"Of course Chief. Go and take a break, you've been working hard all day and need a rest," the AI responded as Nats hovered by the exit.

"Thanks Jaesa, I appreciate it," Natalya said as she walked out, heading for the monorail station.

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Kasumi sat in the monorail car as it headed for the bridge deck, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks. She furiously scrubbed them away, determined not to let her emotions cloud her judgement. After taking a few beats to regain her center and focus, she called out, "Jaesa, did you see all of that?"

"Yes Commander I did, and I have to say, that I am forced to agree with Chief Vostrikov's assessment. That was a total bitch move!" the voice came through the loudspeakers. If Kas hadn't been so distraught, she would have heard the undercurrent of anger in Jaesa's tone.

"Don't tell the Captain what just happened," Kasumi implored the AI.

"What's the magic word?"

"Please?" Kas begged.

"Very well, I will not tell the Captain of this incident, but I would advise that you make amends with the Chief. She and her crew have done a lot to help get the Perseus back to where he needs to be and I will not have you sowing any form of discord amongst the current crew," Jaesa demanded of the marine.

"I will Jaesa, but... I just need some time to collect myself before I can confront her about this," Kasumi stated as the car slowed as it arrived at the bridge deck station.

"Fair enough," the AI replied as Kasumi stepped out of the stopped car. After taking a deep breath or two, she began her short trek to Overwatch.

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The icy tundra raced by the stalwart group of women as they charged across its slick surface. Much of the terrain looked to be of the same repetitive surface, but their alien guide assured Inari, that they were going the correct way. Almost twenty minutes later, Starwitch could see a small dark spot on the horizon, peeking out from a hill of white.

Heartened by the sight of it, she sped up her pace, a surge of adrenaline rushing through her veins. Matching Korsa's stride, the excitement plowed through her, as she was eager to get to her ship. Laughing gaily, like a little girl, Priya also raced alongside her love, glad to be within sight of the Darkstrider.

Several minutes after spotting it, the whole company of women came to a full halt, each of them glad to take a quick breather after enduring a marathon run. The three crew members started into the icy crater that contained the Darkstrider and were greeted by a total and absolute mess. Many various items lay scattered about the immediate entry of the ship, some intact, others, destroyed.

"Damn it! Just when I get the ship to a reasonably clean state, it's turned into another bloody mess!" Korsa griped, her womanly voice rumbling.

"How in the hells did those bastards get in?" Inari fumed.
"I left the door open when I came out to look for you and Pree. those assholes must have thought we might have something of value aboard," Korsa admitted.
"Despite the mess, there is something that has to be checked," Inari stated as she ascended the ramp that led into the ship. Nodding, both women fell in behind their captain, needing to see for themselves if they had breached the weapons locker.

As they popped into the cold bridge area, the disaster that lay outside was more apparent inside. Since the space was smaller, the three of them had to navigate around the mess, to ensure that nothing that was still intact was broken, like much of the items that lay strewn about. Thankfully though, the doors to many other areas of the ship had remained closed and locked since they had been gone.

Glancing around at the rest of the visible systems, some had been wrecked, while others lay intact. Those that had, Inari was happy to see that there was still some power running through them, but it wasn't much. Deciding that there was nothing for it, not without Nats here, she and her crew mates continued on.

Sliding down the ladder into the cargo hold, they found was what appeared to be the remnants of those crystal weapons that these aliens favored. Several hafts lay around the floor along with many shards of crystal. The large weapons locker, which lay towards the rear of the hold, was the recipient of the aliens' rage, though it had held fast. Dented and scratched, the doors were still intact and Inari unlocked and opened them. The array of weaponry inside, lay untouched, in pristine condition.

Sighing in relief, Inari turned to her friends and told them, "We can't stay here long. We need to arm up, give our new allies a crash course in firearms use and then hump it out of here."

"Agreed, so let's get to it," Korsa stated. Using all four of her arms, Korsa could pull out more than half of the lockers contents. Inari and Pree were able to haul out the rest between themselves. Pressing the emergency release panel, the door to the cargo opened, allowing the women a means of egress while carrying the cumbersome weapons.

As they stepped out of their ship, they saw the looks on the faces of the aliens, as they stared in openmouthed wonder at the Darkstrider. Many of them had never seen a starship before, the whole experience relatively new to the lot of them. Luminia though, appeared indifferent, as though the freighter didn't impress her much, if at all.

Resolving to ask her about it another time, Inari laid out the weapons, along with the corresponding ammunition onto the snow-packed ground. She then beckoned out to Luminia, urging her to come closer. The alien woman stepped forward, as then began to relay to her, how to use the assault rifles and sidearms that were in front of her. She then had Priya demonstrate the ins and outs of the weapons.