Realms of Eden: B4 - First Battle

"Cue Ball told me that everyone on the boat is like you two, is that true?" she asked as they dusted themselves off.

"Depends on what you mean by like us," chortled Anne-Marie, liking the girl more and more every minute.

Penny contemplated her a moment and shyly said, "If I had asked, would you have kissed my pussy?" Penny directed her gaze to include Paul.

Both looked at her blushing slightly red before finally Anne-Marie said, "In a heartbeat!"

Penny giggled, "I think I am going to like this holiday." Then she winced. "As soon as my bum gets better!"

Paul laughed even louder. "I think you are going to find there are going to be a lot of people who are going to be doing around the clock kissing of that butt to make sure it does get better."

This time it was Penny's turn to blush as Anne-Marie said, "The sooner we get going the sooner the cure can start!"

Paul arranged the pillow on the carry seat behind him as he and Anne-Marie helped the girl into the craft and seated.

Anne-Marie looked at the pretty blonde's face and said, "Nope that's not going to work. It's usually pretty smooth when you're riding these things but it can be a bit bumpy in the back."

Paul agreed and they pondered the problem a moment before Penny stood up and shuffling around lay her head and chest on the seat with the pillow under her stomach. She folded her wrecked pants and slid them as a makeshift pad under her knees.

Paul stood behind her and noticed that her skirt had ridden up a little showing her pussy peeping between her legs. Anne-Marie noticed as well and gently pulled the skirt a little to just hide it.

"Aw guys I was hoping you might have liked it," smiled Penny lifting her head.

"Yes it was very nice, but a cold twat is not a good thing to have along with a sore butt," whispered Anne-Marie in her ear. Adjusting the straps from the seat around Penny's body and back between her legs to join up with the anchor strap fixed in the floor.

Her hand brushed Penny's pussy and she whispered, "Though it certainly isn't cold at the moment!"

Penny shyly looked at the woman and felt like she wanted to kiss her and was leaning into it when Paul said, "Play later, let's get moving!"

As Paul watched Anne-Marie mount up Penny passed him a small remote and he looked at her askance.

"He said waste not want not. Tell Paul to press the remote when he is back up in the air and make sure he is not to the south of the big bird."

Paul shrugged and took the remote and soon he was up in the air beside Anne-Marie on the eastern side of the little island. He pressed the remote looking on in surprise when the steps retracted, the door closed and the big bird took off and headed off to the south.

"Fuck," he breathed, "looks like we just got ourselves a hover jet!" With a yeehah they set off back to the Majestic.

Chapter 3 - Arrivals

Jennifer wandered around the exercise room listening intently. A noise had begun in her ears as soon as she had finished her work out on various machines in the gym.

Lissa and Lucy had re-organised the room back to its original purpose in the last day or so as the Majestic had begun moving back towards the Solomon's.

She shook her head. It almost sounded like voices but she couldn't quite understand what they were saying. Moving backwards and forwards across the room to try to get a fix on where they were coming from, she finally felt them stronger as she approached a door that stood at the forward end of the room. Having never been through the door in her explorations of the boat before as Thelma had told her that there were only storerooms behind it. Filled with cartons of alcohol and other consumables for the boat's residents.

The voices were definitely louder as she got closer to the door and she was puzzled. There was something wrong about the voices, they felt like they were overlapping and rolling over the top of each other as if they were trying to interrupt each other. She placed a hand on the control panel to open the door and the voices stopped.

The door slid open quietly and the blackness revealed beyond made her feel uneasy. "You're being ridiculous Jennifer. There is nothing on this boat that you don't know about. Nothing can harm you here!" Having assured herself of this she walked through the door.

Immediately she felt strong hands grab her around the waist pulling her against a hard body and she gave a little squeak that was cut off by the very familiar lips that kissed her mouth to quieten any further noise. His smell and feel of his solid chest almost caused her to breakdown. He murmured into her mouth as he kept placing kisses on her lips that it was alright she was safe and he was here. Despite his assurances she still felt her tears flow as she wrapped her arms around him and hung on to him for dear life. Vaguely she heard the door behind her slide close and the voices started again.

What or who are they? she thought at the man holding her so nicely and he pulled back from her a little as his dark-blue eyes twinkled at her in merriment.

Releasing her death grip she turned in his embrace to see beyond him. Her heart skipped several beats as she took in the sight before her. She snapped her head up to his face, "No! This isn't possible!"

She turned her head back towards the door that she had entered and saw its outline still there. "Ok. What gives Sydney?"

The beep-beep in Xavier's helmet woke her and she checked her time piece. The party had been in the air almost two hours most of which she had slept. Stretching her arms she was consciously aware of the eyes of Private Donnelly upon her. Without turning to look at the man she gave her upper body a little shake and grinned as she heard is little intake of breath as he observed her breasts wobble.

She spoke into her helmet, "Jo you awake?"

"Xavier you just woke from the best dream I have had for a long time. I dreamt that a warm huggie bear was holding me in his lap and going delightful things to me and I couldn't stop him." Her voice was a husky whisper and, Xavier thought, definitely not of someone just awakening.

Xavier giggled and asked why she couldn't stop him and hearing the woman moan a little looked behind her. Her friend was grinding down on the very stiff and very wet shaft of Captain Richardson that was buried deep in her. The man's face was a contorted mask of pleasure as was Jo's and knew that they were close to cumming together.

Her wicked sense of humour almost tempted her to end the coupling with a quick wobble of the craft but she just sighed and checked the rest of her passengers.

Simon Kinsdale was sound asleep on the floor next to Sydney in the stretcher as was Ben Jones beside the rutting couple. She turned to Donno and saw that he was stoically facing forward trying his best to look anywhere but behind him or at the woman in front of him. In fact his eyes seemed to be closing for long periods before he opened them to look down at the floor in front of him.

She leaned back, towards him, "Donno are you OK?" she asked sweetly.

The man gulped and still looking down replied, "How long till we get to the boat?"

Xavier was puzzled, the man appeared to be almost upset and she suspected it was being caused by the couple at the back. Yet she was sure he had been checking her out for quite some time as she feigned the need to stretch and twist.

Hearing the couple behind her cry out in mutual release she saw the man beside her turn even redder and swallow hard. "Uh oh," she said to herself, "this boy is going to be extremely uncomfortable around us!"

Looking at her console she replied, quite coldly, "We should be there in about two hours Private Donnelly." She felt the man stiffen but she ignored him concentrating on the display in front of her.

Hoping that someone on the boat was listening she spoke into her helmet. "Majestic this is medic team we are about two hours from you, acknowledge."

Almost immediately Thelma's voice came back to her. "Medics this is Majestic we acknowledge. How is the flight going Xa?"

"Thelma we have a small problem, is Jennifer with you?" Xavier spoke quietly.

She felt movement behind her and looking back saw Jo kneeling beside the man in the stretcher checking the vitals of her patient. Seeing Xavier looking at her Jo gave a wonderful smile and a thumb's up in answer to her unspoken question.

"Xavier this is Jennifer, what is the problem?" the woman asked softly, afraid of the answer.

"Jennifer our patient is fine but unfortunately one of our escorts is, shall we say, very uncomfortable about his situation. I am not sure that he is going to take to working out in our company if you get my drift."

"Private Donnelly I assume?" came the woman's tinkling voice.

Xavier let out, "Fucking hell is there nothing you don't know!"

The delighted laughter in her ears told her that Jennifer had heard her message quite clearly and she puzzled about that a bit as she had not mentioned Jennifer's name in her call.

Penny Rogers was extremely comfortable in her kneeling position in the unusual craft. She had expected to be buffeted by wind and to be quite cool as the craft streaked across the sky at close to 400 kilometres an hour. However there was nothing, she actually even felt quite warm and had been dozing on and off during the trip. She tried her voice and found that when she called out, "Paul!" the man turned to her.

"No need to shout Penny. The shields are up!"

She said under her breath, "As if that is supposed to mean something to me!" She found herself a little cross with his sharp tone.

Paul was ignorant of the effect of his words and said, "We are about an hour from Majestic. How are you down there?"

She grunted back at him, "Fine!"

He shrugged and puzzled by her tone reviewed his console and looked at the bright sky spotting the other blue bird a few metres to his right.

"Blue Team this is Majestic we have you about sixty minutes from arrival, please confirm."

Paul confirmed his estimate and answered the query about his patient as being, "Awake but she seems a little grumpy!"

Jennifer's sweet voice sounded in his ears. "Paulie apologise to Penny please. She doesn't know what the birds are capable of and she is a tad miffed at you for treating her like an idiot!"

Paul's head snapped around to Penny seeing on her face that she did seem a bit mad at him and acknowledged that he would do that. He stood and shifted around in his seat to face his patient and said softly, "Sorry Penny I didn't mean to snap. I forgot that you haven't been on one of these before."

She looked at him in surprise and when he leant forward and undid her harness she wondered whether it was safe for her to stand up. He helped her stand and she immediately winced as her bum protested at the movement of muscles and he placed an arm around her to take some of the burden.

As she stood up she was surprised that the craft didn't even shift one millimetre because of their movements. Gratefully she accepted the brisk massage that Paul began giving her thighs and knees as she stood with her legs apart straddling the seat she had been lying on.

Blood pumped around her muscles causing her to wince again as a sharp pain speared through the wound on her left cheek. Paul heard and felt her reaction, ceased his massage and reached for the painkiller he had stowed in the small locker next to his knee.

As she attempted to turn around he stood lifting her up rotating her around so that her wounded bum was facing him. She sighed as he lifted her skirt and checked the dressing then yelped a little as he administered the painkiller directly beside it. Warm lips pressed against her undamaged right cheek and a husky, "That no doubt will be the first of many!" Penny shivered at the warm breath and felt her sex moisten at the brief contact. She reached back and ruffled his short hair in appreciation. Paul fluffed the pillow and suggested that she sit as they would be arriving soon and she wouldn't be too distressed for the short remainder of the trip.

Holding firmly to his wrists she let him ease her back down. Glancing out the back of the craft she saw Anne-Marie give her a big grin and blow her a kiss as Penny deliberately spread her legs as she sat.

Bonnie Gilroy was in a panic! She was circling the sea where her instruments told her that the Majestic should be and yet visually she couldn't see the big boat. Contemplating increasing her circle's radius her thoughts were interrupted when a crackle sounded in her helmet.

"Bonnie this is Majestic what are you doing circling around up there?"

Bonnie screamed into her helmet. "Majestic, I can't fucking see you! My instruments say you are down there but visually I can't see you!"

"Bonnie this is Ian, drop the visor on your helmet and set to 'Uncloak'. You should be able to do that if you look at the setting on the visor." Ian's humorous tone did nothing to settle Bonnie's bad mood.

She flicked her visor down and saw the icon on the left hand side. Staring at it saw her visor changed to an almost purple hue. When she looked back down she saw the big boat immediately. "What the fuck!" she spat.

"Temper, temper cousin," came Jennifer's sweet voice and Bonnie couldn't help but laugh.

She dropped her craft down swiftly parking on the aft deck.

Jennifer stood just forward of where she landed and watched as the woman removed her helmet and strode towards her. "Can someone please tell me what is going on?" she yelled loudly to no-one in particular.

Jennifer's smile only widened as she said quite calmly and softly, "A few presents."

Bonnie propped, "From your father?"

The woman shook her head. "No, Cue Ball."

Private Ben Jones, Jonesy, to his mates watched the woman driving the craft and was delighted with her lovely form as she turned and twisted in her seat. He looked down at the small man still asleep just forward of his feet and was surprised at how comfortable the man looked. His eyes turned to his Captain and saw that he was giving him a huge smile and the young man blushed slightly under his knowing gaze.

Keith leaned towards him and spoke softly into his ear. "Get used to it lad, from what Cue Ball told me Jo and Xavier are only a sample of what is on this damned boat of theirs."

Ben's head snapped around and looked at his commander who just shrugged and lay back in his chair watching Jo fuss with her patient.

Simon Kinsdale was dreaming, at least he thought he was as he observed a very fine looking arse directly in front of his face. Something about it was familiar and he lay back more comfortably in his position and through half closed eyes watched the woman that the arse belonged to check the coverings of the man in the stretcher. He watched her delicate hands move tenderly over the man's body and wished that he was hurt.

Bright brown eyes were suddenly looking at him and a brilliant white toothed smile underneath them. Jo's soft voice filled his ears, "You don't have to be hurt sweetie."

He started as the smile grew and her soft hand touched his face tenderly as he lost his heart.

Xavier watched the interaction between Jo and Simon and whispered into her helmet, "Jo save some of them for me hey!"

The girl's head nodded and then turned towards Wilbur Donnelly as she noticed his tense body and she raised her brows at Xavier in question.

"I don't think he liked your giddy up horsey display back there with his captain," the soft voice came in her ears.

Jo was surprised and shook her head in disbelief and saw Xavier's shoulders shrug.

She stood and stepped carefully around Simon who was now sitting up and talking quietly with the two men behind her. She placed a hand on Wilbur's shoulder and felt the man give a start.

Leaning over his shoulder to look in his face she noticed that the man had the straps of the harness so tight that he couldn't move even if he wanted to. Reaching to loosen them off the man gave a shrill, "No! Please don't I'll fall!"

"Xavier get this craft down on the water now! The man's shit scared of flying!"

Jennifer heard the interaction between Xavier and Jo and grinned wickedly to herself. Cue Ball, she sighed breathlessly, had told her that about Wilbur but had begged her not to tell Xavier. "Why not?" she asked.

His wicked grin was accompanied by, "Gives her an excuse to make up to him."

Consulting her watch she saw that within an hour Sydney would be back on board and hopefully his cure could start if Alfred's analysis was correct. Starting towards the stairs she made her way to the B Deck sick bay where Wendy was preparing some concoction that Alfred was directing her to make.

"Ah Jennifer, just the person I was hoping to get to very soon," beamed the green faced from the monitor above her.

"No Alfred I am not going to tell you how he got into your cyber palace," was her response to his call. Her face crinkled in a smile as the green faced man's visage took on a decidedly greener look as she continued. "Apparently you showed him how and I have no idea what you showed him so I suggest you just accept it and wait till it comes to pass."

Alfred was shocked and before he could protest Wendy asked, "Are you sure milk, vinegar and water is all we need Alfred?"

Paul felt Penny lean against his back as they streaked towards the Majestic. Her body felt comfortable there and he found himself hardening at the thought of how she would feel in his arms. "I think I get her first Paulie," was the wicked thought that popped into his head followed by the vision of Thelma's green eyes and pouting smile, "I owe her big time!"

Paul shook his head to clear the vision and Thelma's light laughter continued.

"Are you OK?" asked Penny feeling him moving behind her head.

"Just clearing my mind of a little minx."

The woman behind him nodded. "The same one who is teasing me with very wicked thoughts! One with green eyes and blonde hair?" she asked.

Paul was startled and was relieved when Penny continued, "And he's been doing it too. Reminding me about how good he was to me. Though just wait till I see him because he has a bit of explaining to do first!"

Paul sincerely hoped that his best friend was capable of explaining, he grimaced and able to do some making up to this uninhibited vixen behind him. "He will be fine Paulie," whispered Thelma in his mind, "Stop worrying!" Then she was gone and he concentrated on finding the boat that was showing as being less than a hundred kilometres away.

"Blue team this is Bonnie, acknowledge," came over the two blue team members' helmets as they continued winging their way across the clear azure skies. The two acknowledge the call and Bonnie told them about the need to drop their visors to uncloak the big boat that they would not be able to spot with their own eyes.

Paul grinned as Bonnie had obviously been caught out by the latest technological upgrade to the boat while they were away and she was begrudgingly giving them the information. Given their cargo he supposed Ian or Thelma had probably threatened to tell them if she didn't.

Anne-Marie looked down to the ocean below her. Surprised she saw the medic craft skimming across the water at high speed and wondered why Xavier wasn't up in the air with them. "Xavier why are you on the water and not up in the air with us?" she called to the craft's pilot.

"Because I am being nice to a poor man on board," came the doctor's tinkling reply.

Anne-Marie immediately thought of Sydney. "Is he that bad?" she asked concerned.

Xavier's laughter sounded in her ears and giggled, "I certainly hope not!" The cryptic answer didn't re-assure her one bit and she slipped down behind the medics and checked out the craft.