Page 12 of Logic Broken

As soon as she was inside, I tried to refocus myself instead of lingering on all the sensations I’d just experienced. Blindly, I grabbed the hatch I’d detached and yanked it into place over the opening. It clicked shut, though it wasn’t solidly attached by screws like the ones I’d removed earlier.

We were both breathing rapidly, our breathing far too loud in the quiet of the cargo bay. We were going to give ourselves away like this. Jenny’s face was completely red, and when our eyes met, she turned her head away, thumping it down against my chest. I felt her warm breath through my thermal shirt, skimming over my pectoral muscles, touching one of my nipples until it, too, became hard. It was a sensation I had only experienced before when my body was cold; I was definitely not cold right now.

Regulating my breathing took effort, but it was the only thing I had even the slightest bit of control over. My head appendages were curled around Jenny’s shoulders, stroking along her back. I could still vividly remember the scent of her cunt, the feel of her breasts on my face. This was completely unfamiliar territory for me in this body; was this normal behavior? Was I deviant for responding this strongly to her nearness?

“I’m so sorry,” I dared to whisper, “I’m so sorry, Jenny, I didn’t mean to… I had no idea.” I was unsure what to even say or apologize for. Definitely, for the lack of permission when I touched her, it was wrong; I knew that much. Her scent was still so thick in the air that it was making my head spin.. I wanted to keep on touching her, and I wanted to move my hips beneath hers.

She made a sort of gurgling noise that I couldn’t place, her breath blowing over my shirt and already painfully tight nipple again. “You’re sorry?” she whispered, “God Akri. That was the least appropriate moment to turn a girl on like that…” She turned her head into the little valley between my pectoral muscles and I could just make out the muffled scream she emitted. “How long is this going to freaking take?”

I had no clue what to make of her words; she was upset, but what exactly was she upset about? Was she angry that I touched her or not? It seemed like her words meant both things but how was I supposed to react to that? How could I fix that?

“Several hours at the least,” I said since I did know that information. She groaned in answer, her body wiggling back and forth across mine in the tightly confined space. It made her hips brush along my engorged cock and I swear I saw stars for a moment, which was impossible as we were indoors. “Please, Jenny. I have no control over this body. It aches, I want… I should… We can’t…” I had never been incoherent as much as I was around this human female. This brain was acting like it didn’t have the computing power to process all these feelings and sensations, which was ridiculous since brains were the best computers there were.

“Oh, I know, don’t worry,” she responded. She rolled her head on my chest, ending the torment of my nipple and allowing me to look her in the eye. She was flushed along her cheeks, her eyes sparkling with something that seemed like it might be amusement. “You really like me, don’t you, Akri?”

Baffled by the question when my body was misfiring so badly, I could only respond by jerking my chin down to my chest. I liked Jenny more than any other person I’d ever met, and that was saying something, considering my many good friends back on the Vagabond. Considering the tight kinship I felt with Ziame, my Captain, my protector.

The smile she offered was mysterious and soft. She moved her arms so she could cradle her chin in her hands, propping herself up on my chest. “Good, I like you too. You’re not very experienced at this kind of thing, right? That’s okay; we’ll figure it out together.”

I wasn’t sure what exactly she was talking about, yet again. Then she leaned up a little more, her soft breasts pressing into my chest, my hands somehow landing on the perfect curve of her behind. Her lips brushed against mine, sensations firing through my body that I desperately tried to analyze. This was a kiss. Jenny was kissing me.

My brain short-circuited, my body becoming one big ball of instinct and desire. Yes, kissing was good.

Chapter 8

Jenny

I eyed the little hatch with trepidation. Arki’s face barely lit in the darkness of the cargo bay as he looked out of it at me in this cute, upside-down angle. He wanted me to climb in there with him; I hadn’t expected that to mean that I had to climb over his face. That was extremely intimate.

With anyone else, I would have said it was deliberate so they could feel me up, with Akri… I was certain that he had no clue what he was asking me to do, what the implications were. I didn’t even think he understood his own body’s responses when he touched me. Like that blurted-out surprise about an erection that first evening. Pretty safe bet that he was a virgin, which was baffling considering how sexy I thought he was.

Sounds coming from behind me were what convinced me I just had to do it. I couldn’t let us get caught at the very last moment; it would be idiotic to let something like embarrassment stop me. It was the most awkward climb into a tight space I’d ever performed, balancing on my hands so I could lift my legs inside over Akri’s head one after the other.

Then I felt the solid warmth of his tentacles as they glided up my legs, their path leading them straight for the center between my legs. I froze in place, my face going red, my body coming alive with desire. Oh, what would it be like to let him do that unhindered? I was suddenly dying to find out which was the most inappropriate moment to get horny. Akri! Damn it! What were you doing to me? I couldn’t even blame him; he would just say it was his tentacles malfunctioning, all apologetic.

When I moved my hips over his face, he tilted his damn nose straight into the seam of my pants. I swear to God, I heard him inhale, followed by a deep groan. I should be cursing him for being a pervert but I knew this was just curiosity and instinct for him, and it was cute and flattering how unfiltered his responses to me were.

By the time I managed to align my body properly with his, the hatch closing us into this cramped hiding space, my panties were soaked. Worse, I was lying belly down on top of his throbbing cock, and there was no denying that he was huge and thick. I needed a moment to gather my damn wits if I wanted to prevent myself from doing something wholly insane, something that was bound to get us caught.

I babbled to him to distract myself, but my words just took me to the attraction simmering between us. I wanted to reach up and touch his tentacles, reach down, and touch his massive cock. I wanted to grind myself against it until I came apart in his arms. I wanted to blow his damn mind. I knew I could because he responded so powerfully to everything I did; it was amazing for my ego.

Kissing him was a mistake, but not one I could regret. His mouth was soft beneath my own; his shocked breath and eager response tingled arousal down my spine. I loved his taste, all him, unique and flavorful. I was surrounded by him, and my senses filled up with his scent, taste, and his warmth. He had his arms around me, one hand kneading my ass, his tentacles stroking down along my spine, dipping under my arm to rub the sides of my breasts. Akri might never have done this before, but his instincts were spot on.

Despite the warning bells in my head telling me to slow down, to talk about this first… I ground my mons against his erection, seeking the friction I needed. There, just like that. I exploded in a powerful, thrill-filled orgasm. Akri’s chest was the only thing that muffled the pleasure-filled moan coming from deep in my belly.

His body was tight as a bowstring beneath mine, heels pressed into the floor, hips pressed up as he shuddered in his own release. He made a strangled ‘ungh’ kind of noise that I found sexy as fuck. I jerked my head up just in time to see his face as his orgasm passed through him. He hadn’t closed his eyes and they were sparkling red and orange stars along the black velvet of his eyes.

I’d caused that. I was willing to bet that, for some bizarre reason, it was the first time he’d ever orgasmed too. Maybe there was some truth to his story of only recently possessing this body he was in after all, it was just so strange.

We lay together, panting, our ears directed at the noises coming from beyond the metal panel. Had anyone heard us? It didn’t seem like it. There were just the noises of crates thudding to the deck, machinery humming, and voices yelling at each other. Had we somehow just gone through that Earth-shattering moment, and nobody had even noticed? I felt like my entire world had tilted on its axis, changing everything I wanted from my life out here in space.

“Jenny?” Akri murmured against the crown of my head. “What was that?” he asked. It was the tremble in his rough, husky voice that did me in, that made me melt for him completely. I hadn’t been the only one whose whole world had just changed with a few impulsive, instinctual touches.

“That,” I whispered, my own voice shaking, “Was amazing sex without the actual sex part… At least,” I hesitated, “It was definitely amazing for me.” I didn’t think I had imagined any of his responses, his eagerness to delve into that physical contact, but I’d been wrong before.

“Oh… No wonder my friends keep telling me that it is private. Now I understand that I shouldn’t have watched them,” he answered, and the strange, quirky response surprised a giggle out of me that I had to smother against his chest. What now? What was he talking about this time? I honestly adored it when he said stuff like that. I knew this made him come off as a peeping Tom, but he didn’t have those vibes; I knew he meant it in a different way. I just had no clue what.

“But Jenny,” he said quietly against my hair. “How can it be sex but not sex? That does not compute.” He was touching me in many places, his arms tight around my middle, his tentacles stroking gently along my shoulders and the back of my head where I was tucked into his chest. One hand was definitely still cupping my butt and it didn’t appear like he had any plans to move it.