The Enterprise rounded back into Virosa space. It had sustained heavy damage during its battle with the Zezian warship and Scotty needed time to complete the repairs. The Zezians were devastated by the loss of their warship - news of its destruction ricocheted throughout the Zezian Empire. There had been over 1000 Zezians on board, including several members of the Vaa's family: retribution was sure to be swift. In addition to this, no one heard from Queen Lena. One of the fighters had reported that she had hailed them from an escape pod, and would rendezvous in 10 minutes, but it had now been 30 and she still hadn't turned up. Suria finally got tired of waiting.

She went down to the command room, where several members of the Enterprise's crew had gathered. Veelia was working intently on her con-sol. Her capacity for command astounded even the most experienced members of the Virosa militia. She could think of a hundred things at once, seamlessly managing scores of fighters into devastating attacks with ease. She was also one of the best fighters among the Winged Daughters. She was the Virosa's greatest weapon, their infinite advantage. When Suria first met her she had been slightly perturbed that anyone could be so brilliant, so beautiful, and so sweet… Suria had begun looking at potential intendeds for her, much to Lena's displeasure. Veelia was minimally invested in the process, but had actually given Suria the go-ahead. Though she was significantly more interested in the war than she was in betrothal, she did not fail to divine the lesson Lena was now learning.

Lena had known Bay-Lou was her intended for years and had never bothered to vet him. She had just assumed it would be fine. Now that they were betrothed, it was clear they were a terrible match, and Lena was going to have to deal with the fall-out of rescinding. By contrast, Suria had changed her intended four times since she was 16, finally settling on Avar three years ago. She had not been in love with him at their betrothal ceremony, but his kind, even personality matched hers - he was in the medical field, and was very focused on learning his trade. Once the war started, he had become her rock - Lena's too, almost. She had fallen in love with him as she watched him work tirelessly to save her best friend over and over, never wavering, never faltering, and never complaining. Somehow things had shifted between her and Lena - Suria found herself to be more and more dependent on Avar, and less on her best friend. Of course, the hormones her body produced when they conceived their son helped, but Suria wondered if she would have loved him anyways. She found herself regretting not mating with him sooner.

Suria had had a private conversation with Veelia about this, and was quite surprised when the girl agreed. She didn't want to be betrothed for a long time, but she had found one way she did not wish to emulate Lena. She had actually called for her betrothal pendant to be brought to her…just in case. Suria sighed, she was going to have a hell of a time trying to find someone who could keep up with Veelia - mentally, physically, and sexually, but as Lena had elevated her rank in society to that of an unofficial Princess, Suria had no lack of options.

"Veelia", Suria interrupted the girl's concentration, "why isn't Lena back yet?"

Veelia turned around, "I don't know...she and the Captain were supposed to meet the fighter 20 minutes ago, but they are still in the asteroid field…." Suria did not miss the look of confusion and disappointment on her face. Unfaithfulness to a betrothed was an incredibly serious offense. Lena was still unmated, off with her former lover, who she clearly still had feelings for, and now they had disappeared together.

Veelia continued, "It was only supposed to take them 10 minutes, but ...the escape pod dropped to minimum impulse…"

Suria locked eyes with Spock, but Avar stepped in, "She probably did it deliberately, Veelia."

"Why?"

"To conserve power for life support."

"What's wrong with the life support?"

"Nothing… Humans are just outrageously inefficient. If she and the Captain are in the same pod, they would need the life support to work overtime to handle how much oxygen he needs."

Veelia frowned. "Really?"

"Of course… it was in that delightful culture briefing Suria gave to you a year ago… Shall I re-send it to you?"

Veelia merely rolled her eyes and went back to work.

The members of the Enterprise's crew were pulled out the room by Spock, along with Suria and Avar.

"I CANNOT believe her!" Suria shouted once they were out of ear-shot.

"Yeah….Avar, I'm pretty sure Jim doesn't need that much oxygen" Bones said.

"It was the only thing I could think of in the moment that Veelia would not be able to catch me on…."

"She will realize it was untrue should she ever read the culture briefing." Spock interjected unhelpfully.

Avar didn't seem concerned, "It she can't build it, fly it, shoot it, blow it up, or fuck it, she has no use for it."

"Her interests are indeed quite limited."

"This still isn't good though" Suria said.

"My love - this is neither the first, nor the last time betrothal law has been broken."

"Not by the Queen!"

"She is the first unmated Queen...had others managed to ascend in this manner, I am sure she would not have been the first Queen either. But I didn't think Lena could stand the look of disappointment in Veelia's eyes - not on top of everything else she's been through."

"So she finally did it, then…" Bay-Lou entered the room, he had been listening to the whole conversation.

Suria rounded on him, "Lena has done NOTHING but slow down the escape pod!"

"I don't care, Princess...I really don't."

Suria wanted to hit him, "How DARE you speak that way about your Queen!"

Bay-Lou looked down at her, "I respect her as my Queen...but...I am sick of this charade. Lena does not care for me...she never has, and she never will. Yet I am tied to her, against my own will, and she will not release me."

"You know DAMN well why!"

"Because she fears losing support? I am bound to someone who sees me as little more than an object… something she must have in order to keep her power. I was forced to pledge myself to her, and then...after mistreating me, and leaving me to rot with the Zezians, I was told to have a child with her. Can you not understand why she is not near and dear to my heart?"

Suria said nothing.

"I will not reveal this information...I am a Virosa. I DO know the importance of her position, and I DO understand that we need her. But I ask you, as her co-ruler, as her friend, please convince her to rescind."

"She has already promised it."

"No...now. Before this war ends her life and sends me into an obligatory ten years of mourning. She has just saved our home-world… they will not abandon her now. I would have my life back - I would be with someone who might actually care for me."

Suria knew he was right. Lena often championed the rights of males in their culture, but had somehow neglected to follow her own rules. Suria knew the guilt that weighed on Lena because of Bay-Lou…she didn't actually hate him. She had had every intention of giving him a real chance when they traded him back from the Zezians, but, by then it was too late - he loathed her. It was almost fortunate she was incapable of having a child.

Suria checked the time. Lena would not be out of the asteroid field for another 42 minutes.

A blaring alarm went off. Jim reached over quickly to shut it off. Clearly the Zezians had not constructed their escape pods to be compatible with fucking the shit out of Winged Daughters.

"Ah, JIM - I- Argh!" Lena came for the third time in twenty minutes. She was completely naked, bent over the control con-sol, while he pounded into her from behind. His fingers had been reaching around her waist, and stroking her soaking wet clitoris. At the same time he had been planting kisses down her spine, between her wings. Fortunately he had thought to lock the auto-pilot before using the pilot's con-sol to fuck on.

She turned around and started kissing him, running her hands down his chest past his penis and underneath to his balls; rubbing them in clockwise motion with her thumbs, and reaching further back, applying pressure on his taint. He bit her lip in response, put his hands on her breasts and nipples. "Move", he said.

Jim pushed her up onto the con-sol in a sitting position and pulled her legs as far apart as she could go. He pushed her back to lay down across it and dropped to his knees. From this angle he could see everything – her vagina was wet, red, and throbbing from over stimulation, but still begging for more. Her juices ran down her ass cheek, onto the con-sol. He licked the trail it left; following it to its origin, her sweet sour flavor washing over his taste buds. He pushed his tongue inside her, causing her to giggle.

"What are you doing?" she asked breathlessly.

"Don't want to waste any…" he said, still lapping her up. He moved his tongue to her clitoris and started rapid-firing flicking it, causing her to scream and jerk back.

"Stay still", Jim said, securing her thighs down with his hands.

"I can't!" Lena opened her legs, if possible, even wider.

He continued flicking her…. Or trying to… she kept squirming; making it difficult! "I'm gonna stick it in your ass again, if you don't stop moving," he warned.

"No, no, no! I don't like that!" she said, laughing.

"Oh yes you do…"

"Not as a surprise!"

He could tell she was starting to come again. He switched to longer strokes with his tongue and let her expel into his mouth.

When he stood back up, Lena pushed him back, placing her lips on his, tasting herself on his tongue. "I think it's your turn", she breathed, and got to her knees. He settled back to the Captain's chair, and she crawled between his legs planting kisses down his chest. When she finally got to the head of his penis, she immediately deep throated it and pulled back, teasing him. She put her mouth back on him, reaching underneath to fondle his balls and stimulate his prostate while she furiously slid up and down. He felt himself pre-come; she tasted it too. She looked up at him and smiled, his semen glistening on her lip. "Someone is enjoying themselves…" she said wickedly, and went back down. Jim moved his hands to her head. One his top five favorite things about Lena was her strength- it came in handy for situations like this. Most girls would yell at him for pushing on their heads, or complain that he had hurt their neck. Lena, however, was indifferent to the how hard he was pushing, and used his pressure to allow him to dictate the rhythm. She thought it was weird that he liked pushing her head so much, but didn't care either way.

He felt his penis throb in her relentless mouth; he was going to come…again…He had no idea what Avar put in that stimulant, but it was fucking awesome. He hadn't been able to recover in under a minute since he was 19. He would have to get the formula… He suddenly remembered another idea which had dawned a year ago, only after he had left Lena on Ya-Mo.

"Hey…uh…Lena?"

"Um hum?" her mouth was still occupied with his dick. "Do you think you could…Would it be weird if I asked you to do this with …your wings?"

She bopped up, incredulous. "Why does everyone always ask for this?"

"Wait? You knew this was a thing we could do and you never ONCE brought it up? And who is 'everyone'?"

She rolled her eyes, "You are so weird."

"Not arguing with you there, but is that a yes or a no?"

She gave him a look, but, to his surprise, she brought her flexible wings forward and used the edges to stroke his shaft. He was going to explode-this was SO HOT. Lena could control every feather, and seemed to be moving each one in a different motion. She pulled one of them away and used it to stoke his balls, and moved to put the tip of her tongue back on the head of his penis. He felt like his eyes were rolling behind his head, when finally -

I'm gonna come!" he said. Lena quickly deep-throated him, swallowing every drop.

He pulled her onto his lap, kissing her urgently, starting to get hard again. She could feel it too. "You wanna go for number five?" she said with a seductive smile.

He pressed his lips into hers, "Oh yeah", he said.

They laid down on the floor of the escape pod, Lena opening her legs for him once more. He moved over her, kissing the side of her face and neck. He pushed inside her, and felt her moan in response, "God, WHY is your penis so amazing?" Jim started thrusting into her with his newly dubbed "amazing" penis, grinding on her at the same time. Five in just a little over an hour would be a personal best. She kept crying out, calling his name, screaming as she raked her nails over his back. He was going to come again – so was she.

Jim pulled back to look into her eyes. On instinct he said, "I…I..lov-" She cut him off with a kiss.

She pulled back and looked into his eyes as his relentless pounding sent both of them over the edge.

He felt a wave of exhaustion hit him…he saw it in her eyes too. She tightened her grip on him. "Please..." she said, "Stay inside me…just a little longer." He rolled them to their side. He kissed her nose and lips.

"How much time do we have?" she asked.

"Not enough", he said. "We should get dressed in a few minutes."

She nodded, but did not release him.

"Lena…I …I don't want to leave you again…"

"You have to…" she whispered.

"Why? Really? What would happen?"

Lena sat up and started pulling her clothes on. "It just wouldn't work."

"Why not? Because I can't father a Winged Daughter?"

"Of course not!" she said swiftly. "I … I…I would love to have a child with you…wings be damned. But love is not enough."

"I don't understand."

"Don't you? Jim… do you know what would happen if you stayed? Assuming we actually won this war – Yeah, we would be blissfully happy for a few years. But then, something would change. I am the Queen…I would be dragged away constantly by duties that would stress me out… make me unhappy. You would be left to sit quietly and watch our children, if we had any. You would get bored Jim. You belong out in space, exploring, adventuring, not stuck on the Virosa home-world. You would become unhappy, and there would be nothing I could do about it. We would fight, turn bitter…and we would fall apart. And then…one day…I would have to send you home…back to Earth. And we would never see each other again."

"I thought you wanted to change things…"

"I DO! But I can't change them instantly. It will take generations...we will both be dead before Virosa society is one that can cope with Jim Kirk."

Deep down, he knew she was right, but that didn't stop him, "But we would be happy though…for a while…"

"I think so, but not forever."

He pulled her back into his arms, "Maybe it would be worth it."

Lena rested her head on his shoulder, and let a tear fall to the floor, "Maybe…" she agreed.