Chapter 2~ Dreams
Voyager was the first to wake, Val still curled up against his lower hull and belly. He flinched, surprise she had slipped under him, but he ignored it for now. Her nacelles twitched in her sleep. He went back to sleep a few minutes later, something neither ship expected however occurred, he had a sort of wet dream, with his member slipping out and leaking pre onto the ground, but both didn't notice it. Val woke, her keen nose detecting the smell of the semen. She gave Voyager a nudge. "That thing better not be in me." She growled. He stirred after a moment. "Mmmm. What do you mean." He said sleepily, obviously not aware of anything. "Voyager, you're dripping on me!" "Dripping?" He replied with a yawn. She gave him a kick in that area. "Yes dripping, retract it!" He gave a loud yelp and jumped away from her. "What was that for?" He groaned, shuddering in pain as his partially erect member retreated back into his slit. "Sorry but well you were um, I guess you were having a wet dream." "I.. erm" He turned quiet and blushed. "I don't even know what that is." "It means you orgasm in your sleep." She couldn't believe she was explaining this to him. "No one ever warned you this would happen?" "No." "Huh, odd well now you know." "They don't teach you these things in training. They want it suppressed actually." "Shouldn't they teach you about it. Otherwise how will you know how to suppress something you don't know anything about?" "Erm. I don't know." He sighed "Well, I'm going back to sleep." She said, curling up again. He tried getting back to sleep as well, not sleeping as easily now Val herself kept twitching, occasionally hitting his hull. He flinched, the contact of her bumping against his hull stimulating him again, causing him to have a highly sexual dream this time, his member slipped out again and stood at full under his hull. Val didn't notice this time. She was too deep into her REM sleep cycle.
Voyager was able to sleep all through the night now, his member stayed out the entire time, and wasn't awake until half the morning had gone by, sexually aroused all through the night and morning. Val was unknowingly lying with her back on his meat. He came to eventually, giving a moan as he noticed her back up against his tapered erection. She shifted slightly, rolling onto the tip. He shivered and arched his back, pushing his shaft further against her back. She rolled so that her nose was to his belly and apparently thinking it was one of her own appendages, she began sucking on his member. Voyager moaned, slowly humping against her suckling as his tip started to leak. Her tongue massaged the tip. Voyager had ended up cumming into Val's mouth and moaned in pleasure but apologized profusely for it afterwards. The cum is what woke her up. She spit it out. "Did I really just..." Voyager didn't reply quivering in pleasure as his member stayed out "What were you thinking?!" "Me? You were the one that started to do that." Voyager cried. "You popped your member on me!" : "And that still doesn't excuse you making me orgasm." "I didn't know!" "Right…" "I didn't! I was asleep when you dropped your stuff in my mouth!" "Trust a Maquis to but the blame on someone else. I was awake at the time." "That was uncalled for!" Val hissed, feeling insulted by the jab on her kin. "So. I didn't force it on you." "You were awake and should've stopped it." "He snorted. You try that when you have never engaged in this before. I am just over a year old. and just recently became mature." "Well don't do it again. Unless you wanna have kids." "Your tongue a vagina or something?" He snorted in amusement. She rolled her eyes.
Voyager twitched a few moments later. "Oooohh, I don't feel very good." "What's wrong?" She asked. "I am not sure." He panted. She herself was feeling kind of queasy and assumed it was some bug they picked up from eating foreign food. "A man problem perhaps? Low semen levels? Too intense an orgasm? I know a few males who got ill after their first one." His crew made an investigation, and it was soon reported that the gel pack had an infection of some sort, one that could spread to the rest of them. "What's so important about those things anyways?" "Well for one they are part of my biology, if they all fail, it is likely I will be severely weakened, both in reaction times, mental capacity, and other issues." "Can you fix the problem?" "Should be able to, there is talk of switching over to Isolinear circuitry like what you have. It will reduce my ability to react, but my own biological systems should assist with that." "Until the gel packs are repaired I see." "Well no. that is worst case. And if it is done. I won't be able to produce any more packs." "I thought you could since they're biological." "I can but if I am switched to standard circuitry, it will disable my ability to make them." "And if you don't switch?" "All of my mechanical systems will shut down. No biggie." "Sounds like you're fucked either way." She sighed. "Well let's keep going. We're not gaining anything sitting around here."
Eventually the problem source of the problem was figured out, the chef had made cheese from scratch, and it got up into the life support system and had spread to the gel packs from there. Voyager moved to kill the infection by routing all power to the warp drive and cranking up to 80% of normal while at a standstill. It created a considerable amount of heat and quickly caused him to sweat, even in space, and the amount of heat put out meant that the sweat did not freeze until it left contact with his hull. Val dodged the icy droplets as she made her way to his side, rubbing against his hull. "Better?" She asked. "Yeah." He panted, going back to standard power and returning his warp nacelles to impulse mode. "Although now I am most uncomfortable. I have sweated before but not like this." "Come on, let's get you down to a planet's surface before you freeze." "Why would I freeze? We live in space after all." "The sweat on you is meant to cool you down duh." "Yes." Val sighed. "Well that's how hypothermia happens." "Well I wouldn't be much of a space craft if I couldn't travel through space after getting a little hot. This problem had been breed out with those space shuttles hundreds of years ago." "Suit yourself. But do fire that cook out of the next airlock would you?"
