Starway 02: A Traipse Bonus Chapter

I leaned on his shoulder and asked lowly, "You alright, rich boy?"

He looked at me and nodded, his eyes tired and haggard, "I'm fine baby, just super tired. I didn't sleep any on the way home, I've just got a lot on my mind."

I nodded and nuzzled into his arm, "I've got some things I need to talk about with you, but I'll let you rest. Nothing major, I just did some serious thinking while you were gone and... well, I wanted to apologize to you. For not being more understanding, for not being more supportive of you. I realize now why you had to go, and I really hope you got some kind of closure; for both of us."

He looked at me sweetly and wrapped his arm around me, "Starway, you've got nothing to apologize for, I shouldn't have just left you like that. I did... get some kind of closure, although there might be something even worse for us in the future. Right now, I need to rest, I need you too, just to be with me. I forgive you baby, I know it was hard, but I had to go, please don't feel bad."

I nodded and hugged his arm, "Okay, I'll be the best damn most supportive wife in the world!"

He laughed, "And I'll try to be the best damn husband with developing emotional issues in the world."

We drove the rest of way silently and just held each other. I wanted to make him feel better, say something to him to ease his mind a little, but I couldn't think of anything. Finally, we got to Kya's house and got out of the car, then walked inside. Before we left earlier in the morning, Kya helped me change the sheets in the spare bedroom and she stocked the bathroom with some toothbrushes, towels and other bathroom stuff. Trask looked around the house appreciatively but looked like he was about to pass out from exhaustion.

He looked at me and Kya and smiled weakly, "Hey, I'm gonna go lay down, wake me up when the food gets here."

I told him where the room was and he pecked me on the cheek, then went off to go crash. I tried to go after him, but Kya put her hand on my shoulder, "Starry, its okay, he just needs to rest. I don't know what happened back on earth but he's got a lot to think about."

I nodded, "Yeah...okay."

We ordered Chinese food and I went to go wake up Trask when it arrived, but he was out cold. I walked over to the side of the bed and petted his head a little, feeling a little angry that there was nothing I could do to make everything better right away. I told myself that was part of being in a relationship, but I started to realize how much heartache that might involve. I kissed my poor hubby on the forehead and whispered, "It's worth it baby... you're worth it."

Me and Kya ate while we watched a movie. It was around noon and I planned on letting Trask sleep as long as he needed while I hung out with Kya. Unfortunately, her mini PDI rang and she got called in to an emergency open house. She crossed her arms in irritation and apologized to me for having to go, and she offered to take me along, but I said that I wanted to stay there with Trask. She smiled and nodded then left, saying that she would be back as soon as possible, probably with ice cream.

I waited for an eternity while Trask slept. I was sooooo bored, and I tried to do anything to make the time pass by. It had been pretty non stop for the last few weeks since we escaped from the space shuttle, and I wasn't used to so much down time. I played some games on Kya's coffee table computer, watched some dumb shows, and listened to some music while I read some books off of Kya's living room bookshelf; they were mostly about fencing. B to the O-R-ING! Watching fencing and reading about it are two totally different things. Somehow, seven o clock rolled around and Trask finally shifted out of the grave he'd been in, and stumbled into the living room. He looked really downcast, and he sat down next to me quietly.

I looked at him lovingly and asked him calmly, "How you feeling?"

He looked straight ahead and said flatly, "I just got a text from Wraith... my uncle's dead."

My stomach dropped, "Oh my god... I'm so sorry..."

He shook his head, "Don't be, I'm not. I guess he got into an 'accident' this morning, it was all over the news. I'm trying to feel bad but I just don't. Somehow though... he was the only thing close to a father I ever had. He created me, but he never really raised me, and I guess I feel bad that I don't feel bad, is that wrong?"

I looked at him for a long time then answered as best I could, "No, he never gave you love. It doesn't matter how much work you put into something if its completely heartless. I'm just sorry you never had real parents. I never knew my mother, but just from the stories I heard at least I can make some kind of slightly positive image of her. You've got nothing like that."

He turned and leaned his head on my shoulder, "I've got you."

I smiled, "Yes, always."

He told me then, about how everything went, about how he and the others had taken out all the guards and questioned his uncle. He told me about Cell whatever they were called and how they might try to hunt him down some day. I listened to him intently, and when he finished I kissed him lightly on the mouth and pushed my face into his chest, "Its okay, we'll take it one day at a time, step by step. If that day comes, then we'll fight together and destroy their whole fucking corporation from the ground up!"

He chuckled, "Somehow, when you say it like that, I don't feel scared of them at all."

I pawed at him playfully, "You want mamma to make it better? Rowr."

He laughed for a second then became really sad again, "No, that's okay. I'm gonna go take a shower, if you don't mind Starry, I'd like to go by myself. I just need to think for a minute and I don't want to take it out on you."

I nodded, trying not to get my feelings hurt, "Um... okay."

He kissed my forehead, "I'm sorry Star, just for a few minutes, I've got to get my head on straight."

I nodded, trying not to be selfish. I knew he had been through a lot just in the past week. We'd been kidnapped, forced to abuse each other, and forced to run away yet again. He'd had to break into his own house and confront a man whom he thought he could trust just months before. I let him go and he looked at me again and said he was sorry, and that he wouldn't be long. A minute later, I went back into the room too and made sure he was in the shower. I heard the water running, so I figured I would wait for him on the bed. I undressed and put my clothes away, then slipped into the oversized kimono that Kya was letting me borrow. I hopped on the bed and rolled around on it absently, trying to get rid of my hurt feelings over getting kicked out of shower time. I missed my husband, and I had hardly seen him since he got back. The pillow smelled like him, and I buried my face in it. The light was on pretty dimly, and I was starting to feel a little sleepy. The silk rubbed against my skin as I continued to smell his scent. Oh, it was so good, so comforting. My body missed him too it seemed, and I started to get a little feverish. I guess I dosed off for a few minutes and I dreamed about Trask. Touching me the way he does, kissing me, running his hands all over me. Somehow, he always knew just how I needed it, sometimes he was so gentle with me, other times he was demanding and rough. It had only been a short while, but I guess I was already used to it. No more drugs... he was my drug, and I knew that he was addicted to me as well. I hated seeing him like that, he just seemed so empty and regretful, but I was loving him, kissing him all over and whispering things into his ear. I would make him feel better in the only way I really knew how. I kept dreaming, about him, about Kya. Now she was kissing me, her lips were so soft and her wet tongue slipped into my mouth so easily. Her long, slender fingers knew exactly where to touch me, she knew about all the little spots that made me sigh, her tan skin brushing up against mine. She was so lonely, she just wanted to be touched, to feel like a lady in a world where everyone expected her to be stronger than a man. I could make both of them forget their problems, at least for a little while. I could make them, make anyone forget. Make them do the things they always wanted to do in the most secret parts of their mind. Those little glances, furtive gestures, moments where you get caught staring and pretend suddenly to look somewhere else. I was the key that unlocked the door to those moments, the little push over the line that no one wants to cross. I was made for this, 'they' changed me into something they couldn't control, but they had no idea how glorious I would be. Soft and small and dangerous, scary sexy, manipulative, spiteful, needy, greedy little unconditionally loving slut. Sexual evolution. I don't just fuck, I am desire, I AM sex.

I awoke suddenly feeling very disoriented and heard light knocking on the door. My skin was burning and sweat was running down my face. I had inadvertently triggered my own sexual episode, and this one was really bad. I could smell my pheromones, musky and strong and sweet, it made my head spin and my lips curl up into a smile. I heard the knock again and tried to snap out of it, and heard myself say softly, "Come in."

A second later, the door opened slowly and Kya poked her head in, "Hey, are you guys doing okay?"

I saw Kya and sat up slowly on the bed, "I'm... good."

She saw me and looked around the room, "Is Trask taking a shower?"

I looked at the bathroom door almost drunkenly and still heard the water going. I don't know if I explained it before, but if my episodes get really bad, it feels kinda like being drunk and high at the same time. I don't wanna say that I don't have ANY control over myself, but I have very limited control of my reasoning skills and memory, and all I really want to do is bang everything I see and throw tact out the window. Thinking back, I must have only been asleep about ten minutes but I obviously wasn't in my right mind, "Yeah, I think so... damn Kya, you look pretty tonight."

She did, She was wearing her silk kimono and she had woven her hair all the way down into tight, thick braids. She almost looked like a native American, the way her hair pulled back on her strong cheekbones, and I wanted to bang her right away.

She looked at me again in the dimly lit room and stepped toward me quickly, "Starry, are you alright?"

She put her hand on my forehead and gasped, "Oh my god, you're burning up! Starway, are you having another episode?"

I looked at her hazy eyed, "I... don't know. I do feel horny though."

I hopped off the bed suddenly and walked to the closet on the left side of the room. It was a sliding wood door with horizontal slats that opened and closed, a pretty traditional model. Kya had put my new outfits in there but other than that it was completely empty. I opened the closet and stared at the outfits then asked to no one in particular, 'Which one do you think he'll like me in next?"

Kya strode over to me and span me around to face her, "Sweetheart, listen, you've got to try and get a hold of yourself. Your husband will be out of the shower any minute now I'm sure and he'll take care of you, so why don't you come lay back down on the bed?"

I stood up on my tip toes and tried to kiss her while I wrapped my arms around her, "Or, you could give me a little quickie right now to tide me over."

She tried to push me away gently but I know she didn't want to hurt me. I pawed at her kimono and whined, "Okay fine, but, please baby, let me see your gorgeous body one more time."

She frowned and looked at the door "Starry, please, snap out of it," she whispered desperately.

I know that she didn't want to leave me like that, but I also know that she didn't want Trask to walk in on us with me clawing at her robe. She was in a pretty tight spot, but I wasn't seeing it that way. I was seeing it as an opportunity, and in my infinite wisdom of being under the influence of ten times the amount of hormones that any sexually over driven person can experience, I fabricated a plan. It wasn't a good plan, in fact, it was an awful, selfish, stupid plan. But I was in my wrong mind and a large part of me wanted it to happen, regardless of Kya's or my husband's feelings. Now, before you judge me and call me a terrible person, don't forget that she had fantasized about it first. Now that my bad argument for defending my stupid actions is made, I may as well go ahead and tell you what I did.

I begged Kya again, giving her my most convincing puppy dog face, "Please, just let me see one more time, then I'll go wait in bed for him."

She sighed and looked back at the door again, "Fine, but only for a second."

I knew that she knew what she was doing was crazy, but I also knew that it turned her on, exposing herself in front of me while my husband was in the shower only a few yards away with just a door separating us. She undid the sash on her kimono and opened it up slowly for me, still looking at the door nervously. I breathed harder as I watched her reveal her cream colored bra and panties underneath, then grunted in displeasure at the fact that she was even wearing undergarments, "Aww, that's not good enough."

She looked at me incredulously, "Starry, we can't do this. I told you this has to end."

I pouted, "Please, just let me see your beautiful tits one last time."

She sighed and I could tell she was getting really turned on, "Starry... okay, but it's got to be fast."

She slipped out of the kimono and let it fall to the ground so she could reach around and unhook her bra. While she was doing that however, I ducked and slipped to the side, then grabbed her silky robe and ran to the bedroom door. Before she could grab me, I closed the door and stood in front of it, balling up the kimono as I did so so I could clutch it closely to my body. Kya span after me and I watched as one side of her bra fell down to reveal one of her gorgeous tits. She stood in front of me and tried to grab the robe and hissed lowly, "Starry, what the hell are you doing!"

I grabbed onto the robe as hard as I could and looked up into her eyes, "Kya, please! I want you to watch. I want you to watch us fuck, I want you to see me test out the toy you bought for him and I want you to see how much cum he has."

We both heard the water in the shower shut off.

Kya stopped struggling for her robe and met my gaze, "Starry... goddammit, what are you trying to do to me? We CAN'T do this, please snap out of it. You've got to let me go right NOW."

I shook my head, "You've got about thirty seconds to make up your mind. I won't force you to stay, but I really, really want you to. If you tell me to move, I will, I swear. My head is all fuzzy and yes, I'm having an episode, but I want you to see it. I want to put on a show for you."

She looked at me desperately then back to the bathroom door. Her eyes were scared, but her breasts were swelling and her one exposed nipple was hard, "Where the fuck am I supposed to go?"

I looked at the open closet, "In there."

She looked at the closet then back to me. I could tell her mind was racing and she was pitting her logic against her sexuality.

I whispered to her again, "When was the last time you did something crazy?"

She stared at me wildly and shook her head, then grabbed her kimono out of my hands and ran into the closet.

A few seconds later, the bathroom door opened and Trask stepped into the room. I was standing in front of the closet door, and I had just closed it.

Trask was in a towel, his hair was slightly wet and so was the rest of his body. I was starting to get just a teensy bit of control over myself, but after seeing him like that I think I lost it.

He looked at me and smiled, "Star, I'm really sorry but, I feel a lot better. I might be a little... out of it, for a few days, but it's just me defragmenting, so please just bear with me."

I looked at him nervously and lustfully, "Of course. I'm really glad to hear that you're feeling better though."

He walked over to me and smiled, "What are you wearing babe?"

"I looked down at the robe and smiled back, "Its a real silk kimono, Kya let me borrow it. Its stupid comfortable but a little big on me."

He looked me over in it then chuckled, "A little? That's kind of an understatement."

I felt like I was about to pass out from desire, but managed to keep it together, "Um, hubby?"

He looked up at me then noticed the look on my face, "Hm? Oh... babe, are you having another attack?"

I nodded, playing it up just a little.

He sighed lovingly, "I'm so sorry I had to go, let me make it up to you."

I nodded, "Can we turn up the light a little bit?"

He looked at me a little curiously, "Yeah sure, but you've got to be a little quiet okay, I don't want Kya to think we're breaking the furniture in here."

I nodded, "She won't mind, I promise." That one was true.

He went over to the light and turned it up a bit, "Where is she anyway? Is she here?"

I shook my head, "She had to go do some emergency thing for her business, I don't even think she's back yet." That one was a lie.

He walked over to me and hugged me tightly, then kissed me gently, "How would you like me to serve you this evening my lady?"

I giggled, "Actually hubby I... have a question for you first. Even though I'm super horny and feeling feverish, I've got to make sure we're on the same page."

He nodded, "Of course, anything you need."

I twirled my hair, "You know that me and Kya... well, we fucked each other, a lot. Now before you say anything, let me finish. I know you gave us permission and I know you're okay with it, but I absolutely have to tell you what's been on my mind. I don't want you to think that if you leave I'm just going to screw the first person I see. Kya was an exception, a wonderful exception, but she's my friend and I trust her and she doesn't want to be romantic with me. I love you and I want to be loyal to you. If there was no one around and you had to leave again for some reason, it would be hard sometimes, to keep myself from Kya especially if she was still single, but I would never cheat on you."

He thought about it for a second then nodded, "I believe in you Star. I felt safe leaving you with Kya because I know she's your friend and that she would take care of you without feeling obligated. I trust her and I trust you, and I'm nothing but grateful to her for taking you in and giving you what you needed. I know you won't cheat on me and I have no regrets about leaving you with a woman I trust. Honestly, and I know this sounds kind of base of me, but if it was a guy it would be different. But it's Kya, and if you guys ended up fooling around again cause I had to go on a trip then I would be okay with that too."

I sighed in relief, "That makes me feel a lot better, thank you."

He kissed me again and smiled, "Now may I continue?"

I laughed, "Yes but, I want to do it... please?"

He nodded and took a step back from me, "I'm yours babe, do whatever you want to me," he whispered.

I shuddered at those words. He was so accommodating to me, even when I was being less than reasonable. I pushed him against the bed and kissed him roughly. He accepted me into his mouth and kissed me back as I ran my hands down his bare chest.

"Oh rich boy, I missed you so much," I whispered to him.

He looked at me sweetly as I stepped back and beckoned him over to the end of the bed with my finger. He followed of course and stood where I wanted him to, right at the foot of the bed. It was a high bed with a tall bed frame, so he could lean back comfortably while I ravished him, but the real reason was because I knew Kya could get a better view from here. In this position, we were only a few feet away from the dark closet, and the slats were open slightly. I smiled to myself and felt a new wave of heat wash over me; Kya would be watching me, watching us. It was too late for her to leave now even if she wanted to, and I wanted to give her a live performance she would never forget. I took a small step away from my husband and looked at him longingly, then slowly untied my sash and let my kimono spill to the ground around me.