by Aaron Bunce
They fell back onto the bed and shared a long, tight, teary hug, both sniffling and laughing. When they pulled apart, Anna rested her head in the crook of his arm and wiped her face.
“So, you’re forgiven. For now,” she said, snapping a hand into his belly playfully. Jacoby grunted and fought to protect himself, but Anna simply rolled away.
“I got your messages…sorry, I tried to respond but the network was down. What…what happened? I got stuck in the passage outside Preston and Soraya’s quarters when the power went out.” He swallowed the rest of his words, unsure how exactly he would tell her the rest of it – cracking the rock, the trip to the clinic doc, the administrative leave, the redhead in the commissary, or Soraya. Damn, how could he tell her about that? He shifted uncomfortably, his thoughts straying back to Soraya’s muscular body, the strength in her grip, and the softness of her mouth on his…
Anna groaned and rolled back into him, her legs flopping animatedly.
“Lana messaged me right after the skeleton queen came and got you this morning,” Anna said, using his private nickname for Janice. He laughed, guiltily.
“Evidently everyone is getting sick with that flu bug going around. She asked me to come in because they had a butt-load of scheduled and past-due maintenance…mostly on the oxygen re-circulator unit on C ring. I was trying to help Brad… the technician. I was trying to make sense of the stupid…fucking…schematics,” she said.
Jacoby could hear the frustration in her voice, but he could feel it, too, the tension winding her body tight. Her robe pulled up as she bounced her legs again, emphasizing her point again. The gentle white-blue light bathed her foot, calf, and thigh, his eyes jumping away almost right away.
“The whole unit exploded, Coby. It was like a bomb went off. I’ve never been more scared…ever. But that was only the beginning. We got techs out there to patch the damage and reroute the fiber bundles and stuff, and the power cycled off. My pod got freaking cold and dark,” Anna said, rolling over to face him and snuggling closer.
Jacoby’s heart started to pound, her warmth bleeding through to warm his cold skin.
“I’m still cold, and you’re so nice and warm,” Anna said, wiggling even closer.
The pressure grew in his head, pushing on the back of his eyes once again. No, he thought in horror, but only felt an irresistible desire to hold Anna closer and keep her there, to protect her.
“They said that when the module blew, it caused a power surge and the relays and breakers didn’t isolate properly. Power relay stations all over C ring blew, which overloaded the transmission lines to B and D. The backflow tripped relays in every ring, forcing an automatic reactor shutdown. They say it’s bad…like bad,” she said, nuzzling her face up by his neck. “Coby, you smell nice. Did you buy some new deodorant at the commissary?”
“No…” he said almost immediately, his mind flooding with panic.
“Oh, well, whatever it is, I like it,” she said, drawing in a heavy breath, her nose brushing up against his neck. The soft contact set a fire inside him, his groin almost immediately starting to swell.
“Coby?” Anna asked, reaching over and pulling his head to the side. She brought her left leg up to rest on him, the additional contact providing yet more warmth.
“Yeah?”
“For a little bit today, I didn’t think I was going to make it out of the pod alive. Then when I couldn’t get ahold of you on my data point, I thought maybe something happened to you,” she said. She snorted. It was that quiet noise she always made when she was thinking about something serious, something that worried her.
“The thought of dying was scary, but I was more worried that something had happened to you…that I’d be all alone. I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life. It’s just too much to consider.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” Jacoby whispered, hooking his arm up and pulling her closer. Anna obliged, snuggling right up against him. She nuzzled her head against his chest, took in a deep breath through her nose, coughed, and closed her eyes.
“I just want to stay right here tonight. I hope that’s okay with you,” she said, almost whispering.
The closer the better, we won’t let anyone hurt you, the quiet voice in his head said, the pressure swirling behind his eyes, and for the first time that day, Jacoby agreed.
“That’s perfect.”
Day 3
0300 Hours
Jacoby snapped awake. His mind moved slowly, his thoughts almost immediately spinning back to…he couldn’t remember falling asleep, only the waking up part.
Anna moved next to him, her hand gently rubbing his chest, her whole body seemingly coiling and flexing. He glanced over at the holo-clock projected to his right. The small display ticked away in seconds, the hour passing to three o’clock just as his eyes focused.
Anna breathed in deeply, the breath coming out as a low moan.
Is she having a bad dream? Is she okay?
He turned to find her eyes open and her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. She exhaled forcefully, her breath warm on his neck and face.
“Are you…” he started to ask, but Anna moved in quickly, her lips pressing urgently into his.
Jacoby moved to pull her away. It wasn’t the first time they’d kissed, but those pecks before had been playful, friendly. This wasn’t the same. They’d always agreed to keep their friendship free of romantic complications. Sex ruined friendships more than anything else.
Anna’s lips were soft and warm, her scent filling his nose and washing almost every other thought away. The pressure quickly returned in his head, the desire to hold her, to protect her, increasing in kind. She pulled away and their eyes met. He was confused, shocked, and knew it was painted plainly on his face.
“It’s okay. Just this once. I want to feel you…truly feel you, and I…I need you to feel me. After everything that’s happened, and is happening, I just need something pure and good, something beautiful,” Anna whispered, nodding and pulling back in to kiss him. Her leg wrapped over him and rubbed against his groin.
Jacoby struggled with stronger than usual urges all day – to curse, fight, fuck, or strangest still, let Soraya have her way with him. It was all the stuff of fucked up dreams, not his life. He’d resisted each time, fighting with every ounce of resolve. But now…
Jacoby’s resistance melted away as their bodies smashed together. His heart started to pound, the thump thump filling his ears. The pressure behind his eyes grew stronger yet, but there was no pain this time, only a growing fire inside him.
Yes. We can cleanse her…protect her. Jacoby ignore the thought, falling quickly into passion.
He ran a hand down her side, up over her hip, and down to the graceful curve of her thigh. Anna moaned and took a deep breath, running her hand down and over his pants, to his growing erection.
Her breasts strained against the thin robe, her nipples already half perked. Jacoby hooked his right hand behind her knee and lifted, easing their bodies together.
Anna leaned in and kissed him, her tongue lightly brushing against his. They kissed passionately, Jacoby’s hand sliding up and under her robe, hiking the fabric up past her waist. Anna felt hot now, the heat and soft touch of her lips toppling him fully into the lust he’d been denying for so long.
The fire doubled in his groin, his erection now straining against his shorts. Jacoby pulled the drawstring apart on Anna’s robe, letting the garment fall open and exposing the flawless span of her breasts, stomach, legs, and hips. She wasn’t wearing panties.
Anna moaned as his mouth moved down her chin, to her neck, his tongue dancing into the valley between her breasts. He ran his hand down her thigh to her knee and back up the inside, before gently teasing his fingers between her legs. Her body tensed, but she obliged, spreading for him, working her hips forward against his hand. Jacoby eased her lips apart, savoring her warmth and running his index finger slowly back and forth.
Anna twisted around, her ha
nd sliding down his arm. She tried to urge him faster and deeper but he pulled away, content to take his time.
“You smell so good. God, I want you now,” she moaned, her breath hot on his face.
Jacoby slid his fingers forward, easing them slowly inside her. Anna felt hot, wet, and velvety soft. She ran her fingers up and into his hair and then pulled him into a strong kiss. Her tongue met his, but then she pulled away, a soft moan growing in her throat. He worked his fingers in and out, teasing them shallow and then pulling them out to gently caress the pearl of her clitoris, before rolling them right back inside. Her body twitched and shook, muscles tightening as she writhed against him.
Anna pulled him into another kiss and then violently pushed him onto his back. Jacoby fought, but she came forward suddenly, tearing the robe off and throwing it onto the floor. Her mouth moved from his nipples down to his stomach, where he felt her hand slide into the waistband of his sleep shorts.
She wrenched his shorts down and worked a hand down his erection, a thrill shooting up his body. She kissed the tip of his penis, teasing the head of his cock with her lips, before accepting it slowly into her mouth, her tongue pressing firmly against the shaft.
Jacoby groaned, lifting his hips excitedly and encouraging her to take more of him into her mouth. Anna accommodated, working up and down slowly at first, her tongue applying almost perfect pressure.
“If you keep that up, I won’t last long,” he gasped, struggling against his almost painful sexual urges.
Jacoby reached down and ran his hand over her shapely rear, then back up her side to her breasts. Anna increased speed, her soft lips and tongue almost sending him straight into his climax.
He managed to sit up and kicked off his shorts, Anna pulling away, the soft glow from the porthole backlighting the perfect curve of her rear. She pushed up onto her knees as Jacoby rolled up to meet her, his gaze sweeping down from her neck, over her nipples, and to her belly. He’d always known Anna was pretty – the kind of girl that most guys turned to watch walk by, but now, in this light, she looked like a goddess.
Cherish her…fill her with your love. She is perfect. Claim her and make her ours. Make us all whole.
Jacoby wrenched off his shirt, Anna meeting him almost immediately with a kiss. She pulled him close, her body the warmest, softest thing he’d ever felt. Then she turned him around, using her weight to pull him on top of her. Anna stared into his eyes, her breathing hard and her body moving with palpable need.
Jacoby paused, a logical thought breaking through the fog of lust. Anna was his best friend, his buddy. They could argue away what had already happened between them as a simple, isolated stress-related mistake. They could move on…laugh about it even, but if he pushed forward, everything could…no, would change.
“I…want…you,” she breathed, and curled her legs behind his butt, guiding him forward and forcing the tip of his penis inside her. Jacoby thrust on impulse, rocking his hips forward, his painfully hard erection easing in until his full length was inside her. She felt hot and smooth, like silk, their bodies fitting perfectly together. His thoughts coalesced, the raging, turbulent urges, regrets, and concerns about ramifications quieting until his mind thrummed with a single, harmonious will – please Anna.
No one else deserves her. The thought bounced around his mind, accompanied by a twinge behind his eyes. His passions grew, and he rocked his hips back, pulling almost completely out before easing his cock back inside her again. He moved slowly at first, fighting the compulsion to fall mindlessly into his passions. Anna reached around and grasped his ass, pulling him forward urgently, her breasts bouncing happily from each passionate thrust.
He bit his tongue and fought the urge to speed up, reveling in the moment. He caressed her stomach, easing his calloused hands up and over her breasts and teasing her excited nipples. Anna moaned loudly, her hands clamped onto his hips, her fingers scrabbling against him, her actions begging him to thrust harder. Jacoby obliged, thrusting hard and fast, their bodies smacking loudly together. Sweat covered his face, beading up on his forehead and threatening to drip off of his nose.
Anna retracted suddenly, Jacoby recoiling, the separation of their bodies almost a painful shock. In the next instant, he was flat on his back with Anna crawling atop him. She straddled him, sliding her hips forward and back, grinding down the length of his erection. Jacoby groaned and pulled himself up, smashing his face between her breasts, then bit playfully on her nipples. Their smells mingled in a fog around him – the intoxicating musk of their sex, enhanced by that peculiar note he’d noticed earlier outside Soraya and Preston’s quarters. It didn’t smell odd, however. Now it felt organic, natural. It was perfect.
Jacoby kissed Anna, trying to master the impulse and extend their lovemaking, just as she tipped forward and raised her butt, sliding his manhood back inside her. She rocked forward and back, her body wrapping lovingly around him.
Anna ground them together harder, the head of his penis swelling and bottoming out. He groaned as her hands came to rest on his chest, her hips no longer grinding them together, but sliding them almost completely apart, before ramming him back inside. He slid one hand around her lower back, helping guide her movements, the other cupping her cheek. Her nipples rubbed teasingly against him as they fell into a kiss. She pulled back, a moan vibrating in her throat, her movements becoming more urgent, her breathing hard. Jacoby stopped trying to hold back. He drove his hips up as she came down.
The fire grew, his muscles tensing as Anna’s fingernails dug into his chest. She was close, but he was closer. Jacoby grabbed her hips, thrusting violently, their bodies moving in almost perfect harmony. Anna slid forward, her sweat-glistened face resting against his. She took his hands and wrenched them above his head, pinning them against the mattress with surprising weight.
“I’m close, Coby. Oh, my god…I’m so close,” she moaned, her breath coming in urgent gasps. Anna sunk into him, her soft breasts framing his face, her magnificent body lengthening the stride. Their sweaty bodies glided together harder and faster, her hips rolling him seemingly deeper with each thrust.
Jacoby tried to pull free as his climax hit, the orgasm striking so hard he felt his stomach spasm, but Anna pushed him down even harder, her hips rocking forward and her body spasming around him. She cried out, her quiet nature replaced by a far more primal one.
Jacoby laid there, Anna’s body twitching and contracting around his cock as her orgasm continued, her arms and face visibly shaking. She collapsed onto him a moment later, her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath.
She lay atop him for a long while, the silence stretching as they enjoyed the serenity of their lovemaking. She really did seem to glow, a cool, blue radiance outlining the alluring curve of her breasts, hips, and legs.
Anna threw him a smile, rolled free, picked up her robe and proceeded to clean up. She dropped heavily onto the bed a moment later, the beads of sweat on her back glistening like diamonds in the porthole’s cool light.
Jacoby tried to cover up but she ran a hand down his stomach and over his frustratingly still-swollen erection.
“Wow, Coby. Did I not do a good enough job?” she asked, teasing her hand down his length.
We are insatiable.
Jacoby struggled with a blush as he tried to rationalize the truth of it. His release felt good, the pressure in his head and balls diminished by far, but his sexual appetite was still raw, seemingly untapped.
“That was…amazing. You’re amazing,” he breathed, pushing up onto his elbows, and then sat, awkwardly aware of his excited condition. He kissed Anna, her smell now sweeter and stronger than ever. He’d climaxed, but still felt as aroused as when they started. Truth be told, he felt better than he had in a long time – alive, strong, and oh so unbelievably horny. He should have been exhausted and satisfied, but…
“I guess it’s just been a while,” he said, his face flushing warm.
Anna’s lips turned up into a d
evious smile and she threw him a wink, before rolling over onto her back. Jacoby’s gaze dropped from her crystal-blue eyes, to the graceful curve of mouth, and finally to the pout of her breasts. Beads of sweat glistened on her skin, catching and refracting the blue-white light like liquid gems.
“In that case, you’d better come and get it while you can, big boy, before I change my mind and go to sleep,” she said, lifting a single finger and gesturing him towards her.
1012 Hours
Something buzzed loudly and snapped him out of a deep sleep. Jacoby tried to roll over and go back to sleep, but it buzzed again a few moments later, the sound frighteningly similar to the wasps that used to build their nests by the exterior lights of his dad’s rundown apartment.
Pushing up from the bed, Jacoby flopped over onto his side and slapped at the nightstand, his palm almost missing it completely before finally wrapping around his data point.
The screen glowed to life, the light far too bright for his sleep-crusted eyes. Jacoby grunted, squinted, and turned the screen away. He waited several long moments before turning it back to his face.
The first update appeared through the glare. It was an official release from station administration about the unfortunate accident on C ring. Jacoby grunted and swiped through to the next, and then the next, the messages seemingly all about the accident or follow up communications offering updates and so on.
He moved to set the data point down but the most recent message caught his attention. It was from the station clinic, marked by a confusing string of letters and numbers.
[Clinic Automedic response bot] 1A2 – patient$5&(-)JacobyMason@{newline} blood work up –error– Physican=Dr. Reeds. Immediate patient follow up needed. Respond with (Yes) to automatically schedule the next available emergency appointment.
Emergency appointment?