Chapter 2
Elizabeth Shaw had retreated into a smaller room of the Engineer's cruiser to think on what had just happened. She put her fingers to her lips, remembering the surprisingly warm kiss from David. With her arms now trembling slightly, she could not focus on anything else other than his intimate gestures and that damn kiss! Why? Why did he do that? Cursing internally to herself, and slouching over on the bedding.
Thank you, God, for those spar supplies I nabbed before running for my life from the one who wanted me dead! Her hands reaching down to grip the side of the little bed, sheets being one of the thing she had taken, and a few nourishing supplements.
Who knows how much longer my stomach will be able to hold onto the strange mush that David brews up for me. How there managed to be a garden on this ship is beyond my understandings. He kept going on about the self-sustaining preservation of the atmosphere or whatever. Ugh... It sends my head for a wallop just thinking on it. Pressing her fingers more onto the sheets, clenching them so tightly, and zoning ahead she did not even notice the android standing in her doorway.
David had been watching her, observing her reactions, knowing full well what she was thinking about. The way her jaw clenched and cheeks flushed slightly, made his internal memory click, and wanting to see more of her reactions to his touch. Clearing his throat, he spoke up so softly. "Ah... Dr. Shaw? Are you quite alright?" Striding up to her and staring down with a gentle, curious expression.
"Yes, why do you ask, David?" Nearly jolting back at hearing his voice, wondering how long he had been there.
"Well, I had noticed you looked a bit feverish?" He knelt down and pressed a hand to her forehead, the warm fingers getting a temperature from her, synthetic sensors tracking on her quickening heartbeat. He could not hold back that small smile, and gazed at her.
"I... David... I'm fine." She put a hand to his shoulder and firmly held onto it, gazing right back at him with a stern expression, fighting back the nervousness and hoping to God that her heart was not hammering as fast as she felt it.
"...Oh, but Dr. Shaw... You look less than fine. Is it the scarring harming your health? The stitches, perhaps?" His hand travelling from her forehead down to rest at the front of her t-shirt, fingers playing with the hem of the thin white fabric. Immediately, his wrist was grabbed, and he glanced down to see her small fingers curled around it. Eyes locking again with hers, he leaned closer and pressed his lips so close to hers but not touching. "Elizabeth... I will not harm you, I promise. I do recognize that my actions are very inappropriate, but I am only looking out for your good health."
She kept her gaze stern, but then yielded after a moment, nodding to him. "Fine, take a look and see then if there is something wrong with me." Gently, David pushed her back onto the bed and lifted up her shirt a bit, exposing the reddish flesh around the stitches on her stomach.
"My, my... You do seem to have not healed much." Fingers grazing along the grooves of the stitches, giving his ears the tiniest of pleasure at hearing her gasp lightly from his touch. David's head tilted a bit to the side, eyes locking with hers, and then he moved to lie on his stomach on the bed covers. This had definitely startled her, body tensing up, but he lowered his head gently and kissed along the red bruising marks.
Shaw let her head tilt up against the pillow, a sigh escaping her throat, his lips on her tender flesh making her head start to swim. "David, please... what are you doing down there? This is... making me feel better, I admit- but is this not a bit too.- too personal?" Jolting up when she felt his fingers hook in around the hem of her trousers, but a hand on her stomach pushed her lightly back again. David chuckled at her expression. "If it is helping you, Dr. Shaw- Pardon me, Elizabeth... Then, please enjoy..."
She could feel her mind start to numb slightly already, the pleasure doing wonders to her, and his fingers trailing down her exposed skin. Bit by bit, all of her clothes were removed, and all the while his fingers grazing over every part of flesh he had not seen before. Curiously attending to her, and when she cried out with more sighs, fingers stopping at her crotch - His head moved up, and he leaned over her small frame, a thick digit moving into her warm folds.
"D-David! Oh, God-OhGod, what are you- oh! Please!" Her voice so light against his neck, breathing coming out in short pants, and three fingers now stuffed into her heat. With a few more moments of pulling them in and out, slowly building a rhythm, and going past the norm for any man that was not synthetic like he! Her head shook from side to side, groaning and moaning out, and body slickening up with her sweat. Finally, with a few more grunts and groans, her body tensed and liquids pooled right out from where his fingers slammed so snugly against her vaginal wall.
He was finding this very amusing almost. Having Elizabeth not only gasping out his name, but pulling on his blue spacesuit, made him all the more curious. Wanting to explore so much more of her body and mind. Well, he had all the time in the universe... It would just be simple excuses of not finding the planet just yet, even though that was true, but he would let it last so much longer when he finally did find it.
