Chapter 11: Escape
Present Day
Space station for Earth observation, Venus orbit
The mediocre room was bare and without any decoration, just metal walls and an airlock on the floor. It was probably just a maintenance or an emergency access, dating back to the time the station had been built. Now, it was nothing more than an execution chamber. Getting blasted and perish in the cold emptiness of space was probably one of the most cruel ways to end your life. So, why make it pompous anyway?
With a hard push, Chloe got shoved into the room by Ra'shek and then forced to stand in the middle of it, directly on the airlock, surrounded by four heavily armed guards.
As it was being the normal procedure to just jettison a delinquent into merciless space, the first guards already wanted to abandon the room, yet got stopped by Ra.
"No! I want to be sure this time," she announced and drew her sword. And while the guards returned to their position, she and the bluenette kept on staring at each other, whereas the latter one started to shed some tears.
"I have waited for so long to finally see your arrogance falter." And while Ra's demeanor was literally dripping with victorious superiority, her opponent's just radiated hardly suppressed fear.
"Just shut the fuck up and do what you have to do, asshole!" chimed Chloe's angry, shivering voice, which induced a frown and eventually pitiful scoff by the golden-haired woman.
"Oh Juno'ka, are you really hiding behind this young, innocent girl again?"
Trying to sound as brave as possible, Chloe spoke defiantly "She's not hiding! She actually begs me right now to return to my subconscious. But I won't! I'll stand right here, between you and her, because she isn't what you and these other motherfuckers proclaimed her to be!"
But it didn't impress Ra in the slightest as she simply gazed deeply into Chloe's watery eyes and hissed "You do not know her. You never witnessed what she had done. You did not even exi-…"
"She showed me everything!" blurted the 18-year-old back. "Images, memories, feelings. She told me her story and I have no doubt to believe her that she told me the truth! That it was you, who-…"
"ENOUGH!" yelled the now furious Neph'arim, her eyes glowing golden like two suns. "I do not care if you are the one facing me or Juno'ka. You will die anyway with her. Now step aside or prepare to join the stream of the divine energy!"
Right at the time, the access door to the room opened and Himiko stepped in, a gun in each hand. Without another warning she shot the four guards right in the head before any of them – not even Ra'shek – could react. Ra hadn't even turned her body as she was gazing down the barrel of the pistol, which her girlfriend had aimed at her head.
"Himiko, what are you doing?"
"The right thing," answered the Asian woman and squeezed the trigger.
As the highly charged projectile hit Ra's forehead, her body began to jerk, only to hit the ground a second later.
Wiping away one single teardrop from the brim of her eye, Himiko then approached Chloe, pressed the muzzle of the gun right under her chin and spoke "If you double-cross me or hurt Max, I'm going to kill you without any second thought, got it?"
Her life being threatened once more, Chloe just frantically nodded, but it wasn't enough for the tinier woman.
"I didn't want to hear it from you!"
Blue shining eyes and hair, as well as the perished fear indicated that Juno'ka was now in control, saying "Understood!" before leaving Chloe in charge again.
Taking a step back and holstering one of the guns, Himiko tipped some symbols on the holographic display that was emerging from a device on her wrist.
With an audible click the shackles opened and fell to the ground. Sighing in relieve of being freed from the weight, Chloe then rubbed her sore wrist.
"Thanks, dude!"
"I'm not doing this for you, but for Max!" was Himiko's plain and emotionless answer as she was already walking out of the chamber, Chloe following her stat. "Let's find Max and get out of here, before Ra wakes up and alarms the entire base!"
"Wait!" complained the bluenette, stopped and forced Himiko to face her. "You don't know where she is?!"
"…Yet!" countered the Asian woman and fumbled with her wrist device again and brought forth a map of the base, where countless dots were blinking throughout the complex. "Every one of these dots represents a lifeform on this station. Since every member of the Galactic Alliance gets a biotic ID-chip implanted, we just need to filter out those lifeforms with an ID and then…"
With a frown, Himiko stared at the map, which was still showing several dots, although she had filtered out every person with an ID.
"That's strange," she commented, typing in some more commands. "Actually, you and Max are supposed to be the only non-members aboard."
Out of a sudden, Chloe's hand grabbed the raven-haired girls arm and started to touch some more symbols. Taken aback, she wanted to pull away the limb, but realized that Juno'ka was the one, who tried to help.
"Whatever is causing these multiple signals, it is not a system error," she spoke with a distorted voice. "I ran several diagnostics, but to none avail. These are indeed multiple unregistered lifeforms of humanoid origin." With an arched eyebrow the bluenette shifted her gaze to the other woman. "Maybe your Galactic Alliance is not telling you the whole truth."
But Himiko just ripped her arm out of Juno'ka's grip and added bitterly "I don't care. I just want to find Max and then leave this place and this god-forsaken Alliance!"
"Very well!" concurred Juno and closed her eyes. Her hair began to glow slightly blue as she was using as much if her powers as the inhibitor allowed her to use – which wasn't much – to find a special trail of energy. The same trail that once guided her to Arcadia Bay.
"That is her!" she eventually said, pointing at a dot in a room, where a second lifeform was also present.
Immediately, Himiko looked for the fastest path to the designated location and let it appear as a red line on the map. "Since the translocators are ID-bound they won't work on you. So, we need to go there by foot! Let's go!"
"LEMME GO!" screamed Max as she was dragged into a dimly lighted room. Forcefully she was lifted onto a bed, where she landed with a groan. The person who had carried her in here sauntered to the still open door and closed it shut.
"Hey! What the fuck you think you're doing?!" blurted the petite brunette with rage, jumping off the bed.
"You'd rather want to stay out there?" asked the female person with a well-sounding, enchanting voice, and turned around, giving the girl a wide grin.
As Max saw the sparkling-white, pointy teeth and the clawed hands, she timidly sat back onto the mattress and stammered "Wh-who are you?"
Elegantly – almost seductively – the alien approached the slender brunette with slow steps, saying calmly "Don't be afraid! My name is Sheesha. And you must be that little girl from earth, right?"
Being a bit intimidated by the woman's sheer presence, Max just nodded and tried to bring at least a bit more distance to her. But before she could shuffle away, the alien woman swiftly sat down beside her and brushed softly with one of her clawed fingers over Max's cheek, making the young girl look at her.
"You are a fine example of your species!"
If this comment hadn't already been eerie enough, Max also began to feel light-headed and dazed, like she had taken drugs.
"Wh-what happened out there?" she managed to ask, though it almost seemed to be unimportant.
"Oh, just some…inconvenient incidents. But do not worry, little girl!" spoke Sheesha with a fawning voice and hooked one of her claws into the collar of Max's Nano-suit. Slowly, the sharp talon ripped open the fabric, inch-by-inch, until the gap was reaching down to Max's pubic mound.
Her breathing heavy and her heart racing, Max barely managed to whiff "Wha-…What are…?"
"Shh-shh!" shushed the alien woman with a partly soothing, partly amused smile while she slowly parted the fabric. Leaning closer to the now almost entirely stunned girl, Sheesha took a deep inhale and hissed in satisfaction.
"Mmh, young, unspotted flessssh! Sssso, delicioussss!"
Without a warning, Sheesha sank her teeth into Max's bare right shoulder, making her scream in pain at first. But only a few seconds later, her entire being heated up as a strong arousal flooded her body and clouded her mind.
With a loud, satisfying moan the alien woman threw her head back and licked the fresh blood from her lips and teeth, savoring every drop. And as her gaze fell upon the now in lust squirming girl in front of her, she started to chuckle while her hands softly glided over her body, stripping of the remainder of the ripped garments.
Max was now entirely naked and, though she didn't want to, thriving for sexual release. Her mind was clouded by sheer lust, fading out everything around her, even the loud sounds of battle that were happening outside the room. Moaning loudly she started to masturbate by massaging her nether region with her – from her wound – bloodstained hand.
"Yesss!" hissed Sheesha and snickered once more as she watched the poor freckled girl treating herself, before she joined in and used her long tongue to lick over Max's entire body, taking in every taste with delight.
A wild mixture of disgust, fear, anger and desperation was swirling in Max's mind, entirely overshadowed by pure, unwanted desire. For her, this was nothing more than torture and she only wished that it would soon be over.
"P-please…" she begged, feeling that her climax wasn't far away. "I…I'm…"
Letting her tongue glide one last time from Max's feet, over her thigh and vagina, up to her small breasts and ear, Sheesha then whispered with vicious joy "Yesss, little girl! Relaxsss! Reach your peak for me and then…"
As Max was about to reach her orgasm, Sheesha licked her lips and teeth, ready to sink them deep into her prey's throat.
They were running along the almost endless seeming hallways of the space station, always aware to avoid any other inhabitants, who could alert security forces. Luckily, this part of the station was mainly for maintenance purposes and therefore deserted most of the time. And whoever had the bad luck to cross their way, got sent into an uncomfortable sleep.
"Why didn't you stun the guards as you freed me?" asked Chloe as they had almost reached the medical bay.
Hearing the doubt about her morality, Himiko plainly answered "The stun doesn't work through armor. So, what would you suggested I should've done? Asked them politely to take it off?"
Chloe just left the cynical question unanswered and tried to focus on the task at hand. Her powers being limited, she used her senses to scout at least a bit ahead. But what she then felt made her stop abruptly.
"Himiko," she spoke suddenly with a distorted voice, signing the Asian woman that Juno'ka had taken over. "I ask you to deactivate the inhibitor."
Himiko, who had just stopped running, gazed at her suspiciously and scoffed "And why should I do this?"
"I…feel something…familiar… Something…dangerous. Himiko,…"
"I can't…even if I wanted to. The inhibitor is a high-security device, which had been constructed to control extremely dangerous prisoners of all kind. Every Operative carries one, pre-programmed to adapt to the being it gets attached to. A re-programming needs a special device, which only the High-Council possesses. Tempering with it could kill you in an instant."
"I see…" answered the blue-haired Neph'arim pragmatically, adding "Then we can't change it. Still, I ask you for a weapon."
"Not a chance! Now stop lamenting and move it! We're almost th-…"
The shot came out of nowhere and impacted on Himiko's chest, sending her flying a few yards back. In merely a second, the entire hallway was flooded with enemies, which were storming towards the two women.
Juno'ka knew them. She had fought those hostiles in a long, exhausting war about 10,000 years ago and knew what they were capable of.
Swiftly, the blue-haired Neph'arim picked up the gun Himiko had dropped and started to shoot at the incoming forces while avoiding any enemy shots.
The first row of opponents fell as superheated projectiles penetrated their defiled and with eczemas spotted half-rotten heads. And though their dropped bodies made it harder for the following troops to keep on going through the narrow hallway without stumbling over their dead comrades, they kept on coming. So, sooner or later, they would succeed and reach her, if not conquering this whole station by sheer numbers in the end, because this was the Skyth's way: victory by drowning the enemy in blood.
Due to the lack of her powers, Juno'ka had no chance against this flood of opponents, which caused her to fall back, keeping on sending well-aimed projectiles towards the enemy. On her way, she grabbed the on the ground laying, squirming and groaning Himiko by the collar of her damaged armor and dragged her along.
Suppressing the pain and shaking of the first shock, the Asian woman pulled her second gun and joined in to fend off the incoming forces.
Realizing, that they would never be able to outrun their perpetrators, Juno'ka dragged Himiko into the next room and closed the door before the Skyth could reach them. Only the constant hammering against the door and the shrieks behind it kept the two women aware of the threat.
"This door will not keep them outside for long!" mentioned the bluenette, who was already looking for another exit, while Himiko managed to get on her feet with another groan, breathing heavily upon the force of the projectile that had hit and got stopped by her armor.
"Kuso! Orokana yaro!" cursed the black-haired woman in Japanese, rubbing her chest. "I…I think some ribs could be broken."
Without any hesitation, Juno'ka closed in and laid her hand on the other woman's chest, who at first wanted to swat it away, but got stopped.
"Just sprained, no fracture. Just keep on breathing and try to avoid any blows to your chest, then you should be fine!"
"Easier said than done," answered Himiko with a scoff, checking and reloading her gun.
But Juno'ka simply responded "I am just stating the obvious," and kept on searching the room before she suddenly stopped. Without any warning, she drew her pistol and emptied the rest of her clip into an air vent, blasting a hole in the covering grid. Without another word, the bluenette threw the gun back to the other woman, who instantly reloaded it, before crawling into the air shaft.
"Wait!" the young-looking Asian called out, making the bluenette pause in her movement and look at her. "What are you doing?"
"I am going to find Max. If the Skyth are here, then she is in grave danger!"
"The Skyth?!" exclaimed Himiko in unbelief. "The Skyth are a myth from the old days. Many scholars say that they never existed and were just a ruse from the Neph'arim to mask their tremendous losses during the war with the Alliance."
She didn't really know why, but Juno'ka felt the need to hysterically laugh out loud. Almost an entire century of war, trillions of dead, entirely devastated planets and nearly a million annihilated suns. This all had been turned by Suomnosis into nothing more than propaganda against the Neph'arim to make his Alliance look like the heroes of this galaxy.
From one second to another, the slender bluenette got dead-serious again and closed in on Himiko, staring with cold blue eyes into her brown ones.
"Now you know that they are not just a figment of my imagination. And believe me, you have not even seen a glimpse of what they are capable of!" she said and then returned to the entrance of the air shaft. "And if you do not want to find out, then you should follow me and help to find Max before these freaks of the subspace get their hands on her!"
The metal of the door started to scream and glow orange under the continuous attack on it, signing that it wouldn't hold back the enemy much longer. Lacking any alternative and wanting to help Max, Himiko started to gain a bit of trust towards Juno'ka and followed her, yet always prepared that the bluenette could betray her.
Everything was a blur. She didn't know where she was. She didn't know what was happening. All she knew was, that she was about to receive the orgasm of her life. So, why bother with such unimportant thoughts about your surroundings when you were about to hit the big one?
Experiencing everything in slow-motion, Max saw how Sheesha was closing in on her, the creature's wide open mouth ready to burry its pointy teeth into her throat. But she simply didn't care. The young girl was in a happy-place, dominated by lust and pleasure. So she would die. That's a fact. But was it important? No! She would go with a big blow and that just made her hysterically happy.
Oh how sweet and awesome her orgasm would've been, if a foot wouldn't have hit Sheesha right in the face and threw the alien woman off her naked body.
Now the dampened noise of a fight could be heard. Screams, shots, yelled curses. Sounds that were interrupting Max's focus and let worry crawl its way into her mind. For a short moment, silence occurred, until Chloe's sweet face appeared in the brunette's sight, calling her name.
"Max?! Max! You alright?"
Max didn't answer. At least, not verbally. Still in crazy need for that orgasm, she wickedly smiled like a horny idiot, cupped her girlfriend's cheeks and pulled her in for an intimate kiss.
"Mmh…M-Max…mmh…" Chloe mumbled as she tried to free herself from Max's strong grasp. "mmh…Wh-what the fu-…mmh…"
Then Brooke…or Himiko…or whatever, appeared in her view as well, trying to help Chloe as she shoved the bluenette away and broke the contact. But Max didn't care who would give her the well-deserved orgasm. She then simply grabbed the Asian woman's back of her head and pulled her in, crashing her lips on hers as well.
But in contrast to Chloe, Himiko managed to escape the hyper-aroused girl, saying "She has been poisoned. We need to get her out of here and wait until it has worn off. Grab the blanked."
"Fuck me, please!" was Max's whiffed answer as she tried to touch herself again. But she got stopped right away and pulled on her feet.
"Maybe later," answered Chloe while wrapping her in a white blanket. "But for now, we need to get the fuck outta here!"
Escape. Max didn't care about escape. She wanted to come badly. She wanted to fuck. Her entire mind was clouded by pure need for procreation, her legs about to give in, whenever her thighs were causing a bit friction on her very sensitive sex. She was at a point, where she stayed entirely unaware of everything.
Only as they stopped and Chloe hissed a faint "Shit!" she managed to focus and saw Ra'Shek standing in front of them.
"Shit!" hissed Chloe as she, Max and Himiko had finally reached the hangar, where they wanted to board Ra'Shek's ship and escape the station. A loud alarm was now chiming through the entire space station as soon as the attack had become obvious.
In front of their destination stood golden-haired Neph'arim, her sword drawn and ready to attack, if necessary.
"Himiko, stand down and hand her over! You still have the chance to redeem your guilt!" demanded the golden-haired woman, pointing the tip of her blade at Chloe, whose body got now taken over by Juno'ka again.
"When do you finally understand that I'm done with you and this baka Alliance?" blurted the Asian woman back, pointing her pistol at her ex-mate.
"Ra," Juno also joined in, leaving Max to Himiko as she walked closer to her former sister-in-law. "I do not want to harm you or anybody else and I never planned to. My old life ended 8.000 years ago and all I am looking for now is peace. A life in peace with Max and Chloe."
But all she received was a scoff of amusement by the other Neph'arim. "Peace? You want peace? After all the crimes you and my sister have committed, you have no right for peace! Look at you! You are so pathetic, hiding behind two innocent humans again."
"She's right," suddenly said Himiko and kept her gun now pointed at the blue-haired Neph'arim, while taking position beside Ra. "There won't be any peace…" But then she swiftly turned and pressed the muzzle of the pistol against Ra's head. "…as long as you are around. Now drop it!" she spoke, pressing the gun even harder against Ra's head as she hesitated to drop her weapon. Eventually, she succumbed with bitterness. "Juno, take Max and leave!"
Juno did as she was told to and picked up the still squirming brunette. She wanted to walk past the two other women, as an intense pain was piercing through her head, which she managed to shake off by the usage of the bit of powers she still had. But, Max and Himiko went down, screaming in agony.
Juno reacted, before Ra was able to draw her sidearm, going into hand-to-hand combat. The golden shine in her eyes intensified as she tried to suck the life energy out of her opponent, and it would've been successful, if an intense pain in her back hadn't broken her focus. Gasping in pain, Ra tried to reach behind to pull out the small knife, Himiko had stabbed into her body.
The small Asian woman and Juno used the opportunity, picked up Max and went for the ship, which was black and had a slim figure, powered by two rear engines. Loud, inhuman screams were soon chiming through the hangar as numerous Skyth flooded through the entrances.
For a short moment, Himiko paused and gazed at the in agony squirming woman, who had once leaded her to the stars and had given her centuries of love plus a prolonged life, now only to be betrayed by her partner. She actually thought about to rescue her from the incoming enemy forces, but as she remembered where the common path had brought her, she just averted her sight and closed the airlock.
"Lie down and strap Max onto that bed and put a Nano-patch from the kit above it on her shoulder!" she mentioned in haste, before making her way to the cockpit to fire up the ship's systems.
"Welcome aboard the Tempest. I am Tha'lia, your personal assistance and guidance system. Please identify yourself to gain full access to the main system." chimed a female computer-voice.
"Himiko Ta'shek" answered the raven-haired woman while tears were strolling down her cheeks as she recalled all those beautiful moments she once experienced with her ex-mate. Memories from a time, long ago.
"Welcome back, Himiko! Initializing launch sequence."
"I strapped Max onto the bunk-bed and put one of those fancy Band-Aids on her shoulder. Gosh, she acts like she wants to devour me," mentioned Chloe as she slumped down on the co-pilot's seat, but didn't receive a reply. The volume of the engine increased with every passing second while numerous impacts from at the hull fired shots mixed into the noise.
"Warning! Taking hostile fire! Threat: minimal. Hull integrity: 100 %"
The platform on which the vessel was standing turned towards the vast, shielded and now open airlock. At the corner of their sight, Chloe and Himiko witnessed how Ra'shek fought desperately against the, her outnumbering, foes. The floor around her was already plastered by dozens of slaughtered bodies. Yet they still kept on coming. In the short pause that she somehow got granted to catch a breath, the Neph'arim woman gazed directly at the ship's cockpit with an angry glare that seemed like it was supposed to kill them.
Himiko didn't want to wait until she would be forced to see how Ra would be overrun by the Skyth and punched the gas, catapulting them with high velocity into space.
"Juno feels sorry, y'know. I mean, that we brought you in this situation." mentioned Chloe, but Himiko couldn't bring forth anything else than a cynical scoff.
"Warning! Ship has been locked on by the stations defense systems. Threat: fatal. Recommending evasive maneuvers!" it chimed through the cockpit, accompanied by a blaring alarm.
"Damn! Activate all shields!" cursed the Asian woman as she banked hard right just in time. A vast, blinding laser lance missed the vessel only by a second. "I thought it would take them longer to react."
"Shit! Obviously not!" returned Chloe, clawing in her seat. And as it wasn't hard enough to avoid the space station's defense-weapons, another alarm sounded.
"Fighters of unknown origin inbound! …Warning! Locked on missiles incoming! Chances to evade: low. Countermeasures activated!"
It flashed twice and the ship was heavily shaken as the shock-waves hit it.
"Missiles successfully destroyed!"
"We need to get out of the station's weapons range!" yelled Himiko and steered the Tempest towards the planet.
"Great idea, dude! But crash-landing on Venus doesn't seem to be the right solution!"
But this comment just induced a wry smirk on Himiko's lips, as she said "Ever heard about a so-called slingshot maneuver?"
Chloe knew what it was: using a planet's gravitational pull to receive more acceleration by passing it at a low trajectory.
While still avoiding the lasers and trying to keep the fighters at bay, Himiko brought the ship in the, from the computer calculated, position. Despite the inertial dampeners, they felt immense g-forces that were pressing the two women into their seats as they gained speed.
However, the enemy fighters followed them and managed to get in effective firing-range for their auto-cannons. A barrage of self-propelled, high-velocity projectiles hit the ship as the defense-systems wasn't able to shoot them all down, causing the alarm to blare once more.
"Warning! Hull-breach detected! Life-support systems damaged. Shield-capacitor damaged. Shields overloaded and off-line. Inertial dampeners efficiency at 75 %. Warning! G-forces reach critical values. Decrease of acceleration recommended!"
Right away, they felt the radical increasing forces, making them groan in pain.
"I…W-we need to…" spoke Himiko with gritted teeth, already reaching for the thrust-controls, but got stopped by Juno'ka, who had taken over Chloe's body again.
"If we stop, we are dead! Stay on course. I will try to repair the damage!"
"No," retorted the black-haired and unbuckled herself from the seat. "I…I know the ship better than you do. I'll…ugh, I'll activate the auto-pilot and…"
But Juno didn't agree with this idea, saying "I have received an intense training at the royal fighter squadron. The best of the best. Graduating with the highest grades. Just give me the controls!"
Himiko nodded in agreement, seeing in this the better option, and let Juno'ka take over the ship, who was even able to evade the enemy's projectiles during the high-acceleration event, while the Asian woman made her way to back of the ship under intense effort as she had to carry the multiple of her weight. While she was passing Max, who was still squirming and groaning on the bunk-bed, probably in a mixture of pain and lust, she just thought 'Poor Max!', yet was unable to help her.
After synchronizing her wrist-device with the ship's systems at a maintenance-console, a huge amount of data appeared on the holo-screen. Once again, the ship received a hit, which added some more red-blinking signals to already existing ones. Under pain, she tried to repair as much systems as possible via rerouting power or activating an auto-repair-routine. But it wasn't enough.
"Hull-breaches sealed. Shields back online at 50 % capacity. Inertial dampeners back at 100 %. Warning! Life-support critical. Recommend immediate repairs in a habitable environment!"
Immediately, Himiko felt how her body became lighter, making it possible that she could run back to the cockpit. Still, she already felt exhausted from the beforehand exertion.
"We need to get rid of them or…"
She couldn't even finish sentence, as, suddenly, Juno'ka turned the ship 180 degrees, switched the thrust from forward to reverse and used the ship's plasma cannons to send super-heated balls of death towards the enemy, consisting of three bulky black-colored space-fighters.
The fighter's shields had no chance whatsoever against this surprising attack and exploded, their remaining chunks burning up in the dense atmosphere of the planet as they were caught by its gravity.
Another turn later, the Tempest was back on route without having lost much momentum and, not a minute later, left the planet's gravitational grasp by activating the additional thrusters.
"Awesome flying, Juno!" praised Himiko with a wry smirk, getting a truthful "Thank you!" in return. She then checked the navigational systems and typed some symbols on the holo-display. Right away, the ship's engines died. "I activated the stealth-mode. Our current velocity should bring us to Earth in less than 48 hours. I better use the time to…"
Out of a sudden, another alarm chimed, accompanied by the ship's voice and an immediate drop of temperature.
"Attention! Life-support failing. ETA until environment reaches critical conditions: fifteen Earth-standard-minutes. ETA until basic repairs are concluded: 13 Earth-standard-hours. Recommending immediate evacuation!"
Cussing another "Damn!" Himiko instantly jumped up from her seat, adding "Quick! Get Max and follow me!"
Both women made their way to the back of the ship and while Chloe picked up a still moaning half-unconscious Max, the raven-haired opened the door to something that seemed to be a closet, and threw out its content. Foggy clouds were now escaping everyone's mouth with every exhale, because of the uncomfortably low temperatures.
"Get in!" she hurried and all three of them entered the surprisingly spacy closet. The door slid close shut and after pressing some more holographic symbols, a comforting warmth and fresh air was filling the room in which they were now sitting.
"Rad closet… Himiko was it, right?" mentioned Chloe, now having the control over her body back.
"Yeah," replied the Asian woman and shook the hand the bluenette was reaching her. "It's actually some kind of an emergency room. Self-sustaining and heavily shielded, in case the ship gets destroyed. Better than escape-pods that can be easily tracked and shot down."
"Nice! And…um, thanks for your help, dude! I really appreciate it!"
"Don't mention it," was her plain return. "But as I already mentioned, I mainly did it for myself and Max."
Though the bold answer would probably have hurt most people, Chloe simply shrugged. "Sounds kinda fair. We didn't know each other that long as the shit went down, so…"
"I actually know who you are and…"
Himiko didn't come any further as Max regained conscious and started to groan out loud again. Now being freed from her restrains, that had her fixed on the bed during the harsh flight, the brunette girl began to masturbate again.
"Chloe," she whiffed seductively, gazing with her half-lidded eyes at her girlfriend. "Please! Fuck me!"
"Max…" she sighed in reply, shaking her head. "We're not alone and…"
Surprisingly, Max darted forward, wrapped her arms around Chloe's neck and kissed her dearly with so much lust, that it was hard for the bluenette to not give in to her urges.
"Um, Max…" now even Himiko tried to intervene, but as an answer, she became Max's next 'victim' as the freckled girl pulled her in for a kiss as well again, yet this time, Chloe didn't accept it and pulled her away, yelling in her face "Fuckdammit, Max, snap out of it, will ya?!"
In consequence of that chiding, Max retreated into the next corner and started to sob while still rubbing her private parts as she once more experienced hurt and ecstasy at the same time.
"Fuck! What did this fuckin' cunt do to her?" asked Chloe Himiko, who was still beet-red blushing from the last kiss.
"She was…is a Xoatl. A carnivore race that also appears in Earth's mythology as Siren or Succubus. Once, this race was spread across the entire galaxy, feared for what they are and how they hunt, until the Alliance decided to extinct them, 1.000 years ago. The Xoatl were a strictly matriarchal race, who held their own males as slaves semen donators, before they would devour them."
Himiko paused a moment from the story, inhaling deeply as she peeked at Max, who was still suffering, though Chloe tried to sooth her with soft brushes over her back.
"Max was lucky, y'know. The Xoatl hunt by seducing their prey. Once they find a suiting one, they approach it, acting friendly and trying to gain its trust. Even if you're suspicious, you would soon feel light-headed and numb, hence to the poisonous pheromones the Xoatl emits. They work like a drug, numbing your senses, and as soon as your guard is down, they will bite you and inject an aphrodisiac poison into your blood. After that, you only feel arousal, longing for a relieving climax and unaware that this peak of your lust will be the moment you will die with a wicked smile on your face."
"Ooookaaaay…" was everything that came into Chloe's mind as she tried to digest the information about another freaky species of this galaxy. "But…why?"
"What do you think tastes better? Meat from a prey that died in fear or of a prey who died in pleasure?"
Himiko's answer of that was as simple as it could get, sending a shiver over the bluenette's spine as she imagined what could've happened to her poor Max.
"Fuck!" she cursed, once more gazing at her still suffering girlfriend. Max never deserved any of this. She always had been somehow at the wrong time at the wrong place. "So, how long does it take until the effects run off?"
"I actually don't know," was Himiko's unsatisfying answer. "Not many survived an encounter with a Xoatl to tell the story."
'Juno, do you know anything about these Xo-…Xo-a…'
[Juno'ka]: 'Xoatl. No, we never encountered such a species. They must have reached their peak of civilization as an intersolaric race after the fall of the empire. My apologies!'
Seeing Max like this, plus the fact that nobody could tell when the suffering was over, Chloe made a decision: Why letting Max suffer, if she could give her the so much longed for pleasure right away?
Softly, she turned the brunette around and crashed her lips onto hers. Still under the influence of the poison, Max eagerly returned the affection, tenfold. The blanket that had once covered her naked body, glided to the ground and right away she ripped open the – from several days of wearing dirty – button-shirt off her lanky body, revealing the bare skin under it.
Timidly, Himiko watched how Chloe's right hand wandered all over Max's squirming body until it had reached the brunette's wet center and buried two fingers in it. She felt aroused, yet so embarrassed, stammering "Uh…Ch-Chloe…?"
Of course she hadn't expected that the bluenette would grab her by the collar of her armored clothes, whiffing "Join in or shut up! She doesn't deserve this torture, so I rather give her a good fuck with a happy end!" before she placed a hot kiss on her lips.
If not for the hot loveplay itself in front of her, Chloe's kiss definitely did the trick and convinced Himiko to let all boundaries drop and join her two friends.
Quickly, she undid the light-weight armor and every other piece of garment, putting it on a pile in the farthest corner and shuffled closer to Max, who welcomed her with a dreamy smile and a steamy kiss.
Loud moans, originating from the most unlikely person, were now filling the small room as the other two women were giving her immense pleasure. Max felt like she was in heaven as Chloe was licking her sex and Himiko her breasts. She fully gave in to her lust and let out her deep groans as her orgasm was approaching in big steps. And one thing was for sure: this one topped every other one before by billions of light-years!
As the dam finally broke down, Max couldn't do anything else than to let out a cacophony of groans, so loud that she was just glad that nobody could hear her screams in space. Her limbs were wildly flailing out while she drenched Chloe in her fluids as her thighs were pressing the bluenette's head into her crotch. But soon, she realized that, in fact, it wasn't just one orgasm, but a whole barrage of waves of climaxes. In the end, her body couldn't take it anymore and shut down, sending her into another, yet this time, relaxing unconsciousness.
After Maxine's muscles had finally loosened up, Chloe could finally retrieve her head from her girlfriend's private section with a loud gasp for air.
"Fuuuck!" she said with a labored breath, trying to catch a break. However, Himiko immediately tackled her to the ground and started to kiss her eagerly. Though being taken aback, Chloe did neither stop nor scold her, but enjoyed it.
No, she didn't love Himiko, yet felt attracted towards her. Maybe Max would kill her for that, but truth is, the 18-years-old had involved her in the first place. So, why bother? Both were aroused. Both had just given another girl an orgasm. And now they would do the same to each other with tender strokes, hot kisses and softly licking tongues.