When the Francescan Empire and its allies in the non-magic nations of the Quadruple Alliance conquered the magic lands (or made treaties with those magic lands that were friendly), those terms were abolished and the much more neutral “Magic Wystrans” and “Non-Magic Wystrans” were used.
“So are you actually from Wayhad or just of Wayhadi ancestry?”
“We’re from Wayhad.”
“Huh, someone from the home world. Impressive.”
“I don’t know about that… But that’s beside the point.” She looked at him pointedly to keep him from interrupting again. “All Wayhadis have some magic, even if just a tiny amount. Enough to make the edge of a napkin vibrate slightly… whatever. In fact, there’s some who believe that we’re actually losing our magic as time passes, but who knows?
“Anyway, when a Wayhadi receives the Blessing, which is even more rare than it is for most, it shows up in weird ways. Most magic Wystrans that get Blessed get a boost to whatever magic they’ve already had. Someone who could conjure a fireball could suddenly make an entire building burst into flame… That sort of thing.
“Well, with me, if I was lucky, and the stars were aligned, the moon was full, and it was the right day of the month, I could maybe sense someone’s feelings. Just a tiny bit. A kind of empathy. But it was such a rare thing, it may as well have not been there at all. Then one day, I get my first period, become Blessed, and Boom! I’m suddenly picking up feelings from Val, my parents, the neighbors, whoever I’m near. I got all the usual stuff too and became stronger and faster, but the feelings were something stranger than expected.
“And what makes it even weirder is that I was starting to actually feel the same things they felt. Like I was some kind of emotional clone or something. If Val was angry at something, I didn’t just pick up her feelings, suddenly I was pissed too! And the longer I was in that state, the more I was…becoming that person. I mean, it’s not like there were multiple voices in my head— I was fully cognizant of what’s going on. I just… started to feel and act the same way as the other person.
“Now, after I went to the Academy, they trained me to be able to resist the effect and to be able to utilize my other abilities better. But when I’m near another Space Knight, that all goes right out the window. I don’t know if it’s because I can’t block a Space Knight’s feelings, or if the Empire sees value in me being able to ‘synch’ with another Space Knight and decided to leave it alone…but if there’s a Space Knight around with strong feelings, I’m helpless.” Katashka leaned back as if signaling that it was now okay for Feln to talk.
“I see. So that explains why you were able to so quickly get into the groove of fighting as my partner earlier. Like we’d been doing it for years,” he said.
“Right. And honestly, we were pretty spectacular. Knowing that, if it’s true that the Empire did leave me open to Space Knight empathy, I have to admit, it’s a pretty effective tool.”
“Well, until the other Space Knight starts getting certain thoughts…”
Katashka paused. “True, but even then, it might make sense. Space Knights can’t get together with just anybody. We’d break them. So if I can synch up with a fellow Space Knight’s feelings and manage to get a sexual release for both of us out of it, is that so bad?”
“Well, that’s certainly a pragmatic way to look at it.” Feln laughed.
“What’s wrong with that?” Katashka asked seriously. “If you’re sending out feelings that you want me to do raunchy things with my mouth to you, and I pick up on those feelings and decide to act on them, what’s the problem?” She lightened a little. “I mean most people would be happy to just cut to the chase and not go through the whole song and dance beforehand.”
“I dunno, some people like the song and dance…”
“Yeah, but not you. Or I would have picked that up.”
“Huh… Yeah, I guess so.” Feln still wasn't sure if her explanation would be acceptable to other people, but he was fine with it. “And I assume that wave of cold anger I felt from you when we first met is another side effect?”
“Yes, and once again, only Space Knights can ‘receive’ when I ‘send’,” she said. “But that’s pretty rare. I have to really feel strongly about something for another Space Knight to pick it up. It’s a much more rare occurrence than my empathic abilities.”
“When you were coming at me with your sword, I thought I was gonna freeze to death from cold fury.”
“Well, I was really pissed thinking you were a traitorous murderer. The second coming of Handrel. Wouldn’t you also be angry?”
At the mention of the only Space Knight to turn traitor and who went on to murder thousands, Feln said, “Well, yeah.”
“So, there you go.”
Feln cleared his throat. “Okay, now…what was the deal with that blowjob back there? I don’t think I was thinking any dirty thoughts then. Unless I’m somehow aroused by the Wave Blaster.” He laughed.
Relieved at his acceptance of her abilities, she finally relaxed. “No, but Valisia would totally get off on the Wave Blaster! I’m pretty sure she’d marry her Alden and have its children if she could.” She laughed. “But anyway, our little interlude back there was mainly to clear the ‘noise’ left in my head from our first battle together fighting the aliens.
“You were totally into me and were so focused on me that I got turned on too. And no, I’m not interested just because of my Blessing. I really was catching glimpses of you on my screen of my own accord while we were fighting and admiring you. We were already synching in our fight and then when I picked up your sex thoughts, I was more than willing to let them in. So much so that when the battle was over and our fleets got together, I didn’t get out of the cockpit right away when I got back to the Uhlinder.”
She licked her lips absently and said, “I stripped down and fingered myself to three orgasms right in my pilot seat. Three is a new personal record. Luckily, Keith’s a pretty understanding guy about that sort of thing and didn’t say a word about cleaning up the cockpit afterwards.” She smiled lustily and slid her leg up his under the table. “I’m picking up some more feelings right now…”
“Can you blame me?” He shook his head to clear his mind. “Seriously, I don’t know why I need to know this right now, but tell me the rest of the story.”
She nodded. “Fair enough. So anyway, doing myself in the cockpit gave me a release, but when I got near you again, it was like I had a swarm of bees buzzing in my head. I don’t know if it was some kind of empathic echo or what, but I really wanted you. Bad. My panties got soaked in that meeting…”
Feln’s eyebrows lifted. “Huh, that’s saying something considering the context of the meeting and who was present.”
“Well yeah! And the whole time you’ve been giving me this tour, the bees have been buzzing, and admit it, you’ve been stealing glances and thinking things.”
“No sense trying to hide it.”
“Right. So, I decided to give you a thrill and maybe clear my head. By the way, thanks for taking charge. When you did your thing with my head and I didn’t have to worry about keeping any sort of rhythm anymore, I could concentrate on getting myself off. So, while you were going at it, I was able to use my magic fingers to take care of my own needs.”
“I love the way you talk. Such terminology,” Feln said.
“Well, come on. We’re both adults, still in our prime. And who knows when we’ll be near any other organics we’re compatible with. After all, there are plenty of Space Knights who aren’t even humanoid in shape, much less have compatible genitalia. So many different alien races. So again, why dance around? Let’s live like there’s no tomorrow! Especially now, because maybe there isn’t.”
Feln laughed at the thought of being killed by alien attack while having sex with Katashka, but then figured that might not be such a bad way to go.
“But there’s something that confuses me,” she continued. “Your Companion. She’s obviously in lo
ve with you and I think you love her too.”
“And you want to know why she still looks like a child and why I haven’t married her.”
“No, I couldn’t care less how she looks. She might look like a child, but she’s not. She’s older than I am, so it’s fine with me.”
“How old are you?” Feln asked.
“Twenty-four.”
“Huh.”
“Something wrong?”
“No… It’s just odd to think that you’re three years younger than Aaltskog. Aside from the obvious point of appearances, you just seem more mature.”
“Are you saying I’m old?”
“What? No! I’m the same age as her, so—“
“I’m kidding,” Katashka smirked. “But as I was saying, it’s none of my business if you haven’t married her. Even if you were married…well, if a married man wants me and I want him, I’ll go for it. It’s not up to me to dictate what’s right and wrong in someone else’s marriage and it takes two to do the deed.”
“Damn, that’s pretty focused.” Feln said, impressed at her forthrightness.
“You bet,” she agreed.
“Okay, so…?”
“Well, it’s just that earlier when Aaltskog got jealous and angry at me for some light flirting with you, I picked up on it.” She paused. “I’ve never felt a Companion’s thoughts. Even before the training. They’ve always been blank to me. But your girl…well, let’s just say that if she could focus her anger into electricity, she would have electrocuted me on the spot.”
“You didn’t act any differently…”
“I’m good at covering. But remember how I had my hand on your wrist and jerked it away really fast?”
“Yeah…I just thought you didn’t want to make Aaltskog angrier with the way she was acting. Sorry, by the way— she gets very jealous.”
“No problem— but anyway, I pulled my hand away because she was so furious with me, that she actually made my hand burn while I was touching you. I don’t just mean in my mind. My hand was actually burned! My body healed it pretty quickly, but a normal person would have had third degree burns.”
“Aaltskog’s never had any kind of pyrokinetic gifts. If anything else, Companions aren’t allowed to have those kinds of abilities.”
“Oh I don’t think she does. But somehow she was able to tap into my abilities and instead of making me feel the same way she did, as would normally be the case, she managed to focus her anger into convincing my brain to cause those symptoms in my body. Or…something. I don’t know and I’m not a scientist, magic specialist, or telepathic specialist.”
She grew very serious and looked him directly in the eye. “All I know is, your Companion is both very special…and very frightening. So frightening, that she even gives me second thoughts about pursuing a relationship with you. The only reason why I am is for the reasons I’ve already given, and if I end up dying at the hands of a scorned Companion with supernatural abilities, it’s still death all the same. And a death nobody would ever forget.” The last part sounded like a joke, but she remained serious.
“There’s always been something about her. She’s the last of Dr. Maass’s creations, you know…,” Feln said.
“Is she?” Katashka stared at the ceiling. “Well, I can’t say I’m all that shocked…” She looked back at Feln. “As I said, I’d like to pursue a relationship with you. And by that, I mean, a physical one first and we’ll see where it goes from there. I know that’s the opposite of what you normally hear, but you understand.” After Feln nodded, she continued, “But either way, let’s both take care because honestly, I don’t want to see what your girl can do if she really decides to cut loose.”
Chapter Eight
After confirming that Aaltskog was busy with Denxeiter in the hangar, Feln took Katashka back to his quarters. He couldn’t believe he was actually sneaking a relationship behind Aaltskog’s back and felt ashamed with himself that he couldn’t just be upfront. Still, the more he thought about what Katashka said, the more unnerved he got. He’d have to tell Aaltskog soon anyway— he’d already been seen being very friendly with Katashka and the news would travel fast. He didn’t want to admit to himself that he was feeling like a horny teenager and would deal with the consequences after he’d done the deed.
Katashka didn’t need any special abilities to pick up on what Feln was doing. “It never helps to wait.” At Feln’s look of determination she continued, “But hey, we may as well get in some good times while we can!” She hurriedly tore off her uniform and started getting to work on his.
His pants were barely off and she was kissing him so hard that he was sure she would have knocked the teeth out of any normal human. He kissed her back just as hard and pushed her against the wall, pinning her there with his hand around her throat. His other hand reached down and shoved two fingers inside of her while his thumb rubbed her clitoris quickly. Their tongues intermingled and coiled together as he squeezed her throat and lifted her up on her toes. Her vagina tightened around his fingers and she made small choking sounds, but she kept kissing him furiously.
He threw her down on to the bed. It was only a military bunk, so wasn’t made for two people to lay next to each other, but they wouldn’t really need it as such anyway. He got on top of her and thrust inside. She was already so wet that he absently understood what she meant about getting her pilot seat so messy after having three orgasms inside Ganxeiter’s cockpit. As he pounded into her, she breathed heavily and bit his ear, occasionally sticking her tongue in. He flipped her over and penetrated her from behind, all the while pushing her head against the pillow violently. He could tell that she liked things rough from her ragged moans that emerged muffled from the pillow— so did he, and he was happy to oblige.
Soon enough, her body shuddered and she let out a cry as she climaxed. So much fluid rushed out of her that Feln, caught himself in one of those absurd thoughts during sex, and almost laughed thinking about how she was practically ejaculating. Was this another side effect of the Blessing or was she always like this? Silly thoughts aside, his own body decided it was time and he thrust hard into her, filling her with semen. It mixed with her own juices and ran down her thighs onto his bed. He collapsed on top of her, both of them gasping for air.
After their breathing calmed down, he managed to roll next to her without falling off the bunk and held her close. After kissing him deeply some more she said, “We both really needed that, I guess!”
“You have no idea.”
“Actually I do,” she laughed. He smacked her bottom hard for the bad joke and she responded by moving down and getting to work on his penis. He didn't think he’d be ready to go again so soon, but she expertly brought him to another orgasm and he came again. As before, she swallowed every last drop. After she slowly drifted back up to his face, she said, “Well, you’ve got a couple minutes to rest then we’re going again.”
He reached around and fingered her a little before saying, “I’m up for it. Well, not quite, but thanks for the couple minutes to prepare.”
She nodded and said, “Well, since you came inside of me, are you looking to start a family?”
“I wasn’t planning on it.”
“Me either, although I hear pregnant sex is a blast. That third hole really comes into play then.” She laughed. “We don’t need you or your little friends getting overzealous and damaging our baby…”
“Wow, you’ve put a lot of thought into this. Maybe too much.” He also laughed.
“Well, two Space Knights have yet to produce a child born with the Blessing, so it’s good to keep in mind. And considering that my own body could damage the baby from a bad contraction, it’s not a good idea all around. So…” She closed her eyes for a moment and her breathing relaxed to a point that she was barely breathing at all. Her body suddenly twitched and her eyes fluttered back open. “There. I hope you weren’t attached to any of those little guys because they were all killed in action.”
“A fin
e bunch of soldiers, and they died in the line of duty,” he agreed.
One of the first things a human female Space Knight received from the Blessing was the ability, with deep concentration, to heat up her sexual functions enough to kill any sperm inside her. It was an easily learned skill that was apparently nature’s way of course correcting for the anomaly of the Blessing and saving any unplanned pregnancies from happening, especially since any baby born to a Space Knight mother had always been normal and therefore at risk from the mother’s own body harming the baby.
Feln had only heard of four Space Knight women who had gone through and given birth, but in each case, the baby was born with an injury that required immediate medical attention and surgery. There had also been attempts at removing the baby surgically, but with a Space Knight’s tough physiology, it was a dangerous procedure all around. There were also those whose children couldn’t survive in the womb at all and were killed by their mothers’ own bodies. It was another case of the tragedy that came with the Blessing, and nearly all Space Knights who wanted children turned to adoption instead.
Having a type of built-in birth control also freed Space Knights from having to find condoms that could withstand their powers. Their enhanced healing also made STDs a non-issue.
As Feln was considering all this, Katashka rolled over and nudged her bottom against his hardening penis. He was just about to push in when there was a knock on the door. Katashka let out a sigh and a soft laugh, “Well, damn. I guess we’re facing her sooner than expected.”
Feln got up and started pulling on his clothes, “Yeah, I should have known she’d somehow show up before we were done.” He picked up Katashka’s pile of clothes from the floor and tossed them to her. He was glad for the simple utility of their uniforms’ tunic design to allow them to be put on quickly in case of emergency. He hurriedly pulled on his pants, pulled the tunic over his head, clasped his belt and was ready. Although still barefoot, he was clothed. He looked back at Katashka who was wearing a skirt with her tunic and so was dressed faster than him. With a deep breath he opened the door.
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