5: Mizar Alpha

We landed in a pyramid-shaped hangar. Upon seeing the hieroglyphics, I knew that this tyrant drew inspiration from ancient Egypt. A narrow passage led to an open area with a reflective, almost ice-like floor. There were several drones and a large pyramid with an irrigation channel. We could not open the pyramid and decided that the irrigation channel was our only option. The channel sloped down into a maze of submerged tunnels. Vela is right, she does have gills, plus she can swim very well, while I just sink due to the suit. I stayed near her as she followed the right wall. It looped us back to the entrance so we split up, I took the left, while she took the right and alternated at forks. I don't think that was wise, since her radio was disabled underwater. I waited in an alcove, knowing that she would have to swim by there at some point. I rejoined her when she did swim by, and we continued, looping back to the entrance. I stuck with her and through blind luck, we found the diamond-shaped exit. We came out under a waterfall that fed into a pool.

"Before you ask, yes, the suit produces oxygen."

"I had figured that, but do you sink even when you have removed the suit?"

"Yes. It's part of my cellular structure, and that makes me denser than water."

She let down her hair to wring it out. I could not help but notice that her clothes had stuck to her, becoming as from-fitting as my own skin-tight zero suit. Behind me I heard more of those bears, and rescued them to distract myself from my feelings about Vela. Sexual feelings welled inside of me, sparked by her being soaking wet and being near a calm pool with a waterfall.

I know that I like her as more than professionally, but does she like me that way? She was looking on as I wringed out my hair. And she did seem to almost gawk at my body just now, than she rushed over to those Tribals, almost to distract herself from me. Perhaps she does have feelings for me.

It just became too much, I removed my armour.

"Vela."

"Why's your suit o…"

I stopped her mid-sentence with a kiss to test the waters of her feelings for me. To my surprise, she had wrapped her arms around my waist and began to kiss back. Before we got too into it, we sent Floyd away. When the robot had left, I wrapped my arms around her and began to kiss her again. She caressed my back and undid my pony tail, as did I to her pig tails. We came upon each others zippers. I undid hers, than she stepped back to drop her blouse from her shoulders. By then, I had dropped my clothes from my shoulders. She had tackled, and pinned me so she was perpendicular to me. She pulled down my one-piece to my waist, and began to fondle and caress me. With some pushing, I had inverted her so that I was perpendicular. Her blouse was still wet, yet was not difficult to pull off. I began caressing and kissing her abdomen, while she had tried to revert me. With her mightiest push, she had brought me back down. While I was stunned by the impact, she had begun to work on removing my one-piece from my legs. When my feet were free, I wrapped my calves around her waist and twisted them so that she would fall. I pulled down her mini-skirt and realised that she had been going 'commando' this whole time. I had put her spread-eagle, knowing that she might snap them together like a bear trap. Her thighs were like velour as I caressed them. When she did not snap, I knew that that was a point of ecstasy for her. While she was spaced-out, I began to gently stroke around her vagina, spiralling inward until I was inside. Before she had climaxed, I dismounted, hoping she would return the favour. Submission is not in my nature, but if I wanted a near-climax similar to hers, I would have to let her take over. She took awhile to come down from her near-climax to the point that she was sentient. She had noticed my submission and knew that I wanted the favour returned. Her fingers ran down and around my thighs, than up my sides to my breasts. She had produced ecstasy in me by gently foundling me. She had seen that sexual pleasure was all that I was feeling and brought her tongue down my midriff. She reached my vagina and began to lick, going in and out, and around. In my pleasure, I arched my back and felt the chemical rush of an orgasm coming on. My muscles snapped when I lost control from the endorphins. I had released with so much force that I had sent Vela on her back. When I had come down, I knew that she would me to finish her climax. She was keeping herself aroused by caressing her sides. I worked my way over to her, placed my hands upon her thighs and began to stroke. She was still fairly excited from the last time and was already losing control of the muscles in her shins. I placed my lips around her vagina, kissed, than let my tongue explore. In, out, and around, as her legs started shaking more and more violently. Her abdominals were shaking and that soon spread up to her arms. I had to make her finish no matter how she would snap. I had slowed my tongue so that it was almost massaging the inner-vaginal walls. Her whole body snapped like a wave, sending me off of her. She was so high that even after that violent oscillation, she was still shaking. I wrapped myself around her mostly to check her peripheral response. As I caressed her shoulders, the shaking had started to subside. A run down her spinal column had forced out the shakes. She took a deep breath and I knew that she had come down enough to regain conscious control.

"Holy. Shit."

"Are you all right? After you climaxed, you had almost shut down."

"I think so. Nothing seems to be amiss. Now, help me up."

She was wobbly, but soon stabilized. Both of our clothes had been thrown off into the pool. We quickly redressed and realized that, when the rush had worn off, we were extremely tired. She had laid down first, than I laid curled around her and drifted off.