Star Forge - Chapter 15

The control panel was going haywire with alerts about target-locks, in-depth scans, and two different methods of locking us in place. They weren't playing around. I could respect that. The shuttle was pulled roughly into the landing bay where we were greeted with a squad of armed Krogan in heavy armor. It warmed my geeky little heart to see the toads. Well, I was. Rain and Queen were out cold thanks to the medication for their recovery.

"Come out unarmed with your hands extended away from your body," An automated voice ordered.

"What happened to them?" One of the Krogan growled.

"Queen, that's her," I pointed to the woman in question. "Took a nasty bump to the head after an explosion threw her into a wall." Then I pointed to Rain. "The bugs destroyed our vehicle; she got tossed from it and got a new joint in her leg for the trouble."

"Move aside," A familiar female voice ordered.

Bo-Katan pushed through the Krogan and came to a stop in front of me. Her stance was tense. I didn't miss the fact that her hands rested on her guns.

"Red?" She asked. "How did you get off planet without the bugs finding you?"

"Bo," I inclined my head. "We holed up in the bathroom of the administration module until the lost interest. I don't know if it was the smell, or if they didn't care about us anymore, but the bug left when the ships were gone. On our earlier op we destroyed a couple of vessels that could break atmo. This clunker isn't made for space travel. At most, it can do low orbit for short trips. Queen took a hit during our escape, but we were able to escape the ant hill." I paused. "I suggest bombing the planet a few times."

"Take off your helmet," she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"More advanced Joiners can blend in with people," Bo explained. "They're smarter and don't go crazy at the insults, but the eyes give them away."

I sighed.

"I'm not human," I said as I unlatched my helmet.

"I'll do it with you," she offered.

I nodded. My helmet let out a little hiss as the seal was broken. After another moment, I lifted it away and looked her in the eyes. Relief that I didn't show the signs of being a Joiner mingled with the shock of my reveal.

"What are you?" She asked after a moment.

My people needed a new name. Being called Sith wasn't going to win us any favors. Especially since we were basically extinct. Drifting in a tin can with two unconscious people as my company gave me some time to think about it. The name that I settled on was thanks in part to Bo, along with my own horrible sense of humor.

"Reytt," I replied. "There aren't many of us left. Even less full-blooded ones like me."

"Reytt," I replied. "There aren't many of us left. Even less full-blooded ones like me."

"Dank Ferrick," she whispered. "Lucky for you, you're still cute."

"Thanks, gorgeous," I laughed.

Her eyes scanned me and instantly clocked my lack of weapons. She looked over my shoulder to see Queen and Rain wearing simple black body-suits and their rebreather masks.

"Where's your gear?" She asked.

"We had to ditch it," I practically growled. "Less weight for that piece of bas to carry."

It was a nice cover story to explain why Rain and Queen were in different clothing. My blasters and jetpack were safely stored in my lab being repaired by the automated systems.

Bo nodded. She patted my shoulder in sympathy. I saw a couple of knowing nods from the Krogan as well. Our conversation wasn't exactly private. We moved out of the way as a couple of medics carefully moved Queen and Rain to the medical area on the ship.

"Let's get you some food," Bo hooked her helmet on her belt. "This yacht has some prime options, if the Krogan haven't eaten it all yet."

"Et Chu Ta, Bo," one of the Krogan laughed as we walked by.

"Love you too," Bo laughed along with them.

[Sweet Little Lies]
+100
[Here's Looking at You]
+100
[Battle Toads to the Rescue]
+100
[Roll – Bank – Shop

ROLL.

[COST: 100 FP]
[ITEM: The Sewing Machine]
[Now you might be wondering why I'm offering a single sewing machine... That's because this technological masterpiece is the ideal for a sewing machine. This is the one machine fit to work on designs worn by GODS. Working with this will enhance all your sewing skills to greater heights.]
[Purchase – Bookmark – Dismiss]

Worn by the gods? Did that mean the clothing was special or just stylish? I was curious, but not enough to spend points on it.

DISMISS. SHOP.

[Captains Skill Set – 100 Points]
[Animal Handling Skill – 100 Points]
[Lovers Touch Skill Set – 100 Points]
[Re-Roll Shop: 1 Free]

None of the options appealed to me.

RE-ROLL.

[Mental Defense Set – 500 Points]
[Tracking Skill Set – 200 Points]
[Master Chef Skill Set – 100 Points]
[Re-Roll Shop: 100 Points]

Mental Defense was a must considering there were powerful Force Users and artifacts that could literally hijack my brain. I braced myself for some sort of change, but I didn't suddenly gain knowledge beyond that of a mortal man or have a thousand needles stab my grey matter. If anything, my thoughts were clearer than before.

[Mental Defense Set Purchased]
[Balance: 500 Forge Points]
[Roll – Bank – Shop]

BANK.

Things were starting to get expensive, and I wanted to save my points.

~

Even after it had been pillaged the pleasure yacht did indeed have some good food. I couldn't name the majority of it, but damn it was tasty. Some items looked close enough to dishes I had had on Earth. Soup circumvented dimensional walls. As did steak, though I had no idea what animal it was.

It felt strange keeping my helmet off around others. Bo not wearing one helped ease the tension between my shoulders. The rest of the crew didn't both wearing masks or helmets around me once I was clear of any residual ant pheromones.

The crew was a mixture of a variety of species, though most were human. A few Quarians were mixed in among the bunch. They still wore the sealed suits, which made me curious as to why since the Geth weren't a thing in this universe. I made a mental note to ask someone at a later date.

"What were you carrying?" Bo asked once we had both finished our food.

"My favorite knife is lodged in the head of an Overseer," I counted off each item as I went. "I had to leave behind my hold-out, a DL-44, an A180, and a K-16 Bryar. My slugthrower was turned to slag when the bugs blew up our transport."

"That was a sweet old thing," Bo sighed.

"You would be surprised at how many people overlook the older tech," I said. "Add some wheels to a transport and suddenly no one wants it."

"What are your plans after this?" Bo asked.

"Hate to say it, but I've got some business on Tatooine to handle," I sighed.

"Bounties?" She asked.

"Slavers," I practically spat the word out.

She cocked her head to the side.

"We can talk more once my ship gets here," I said. "What about you?"

"Well," she flashed a wicked smile at me. "I found this Mandalorian guy who wants to revive our people. Thought I'd tag along for a bit to see what he's about."

"What about your crew?" I asked returning the smile.

"They have their own jobs," she shrugged.

"Do you need a ride?" I asked. "You can have my bunk. I can sleep anywhere if I wear my armor."

"Oh?" She winked at me. "I thought we'd be sharing."

"I guess this would count as our third date," I nodded.

She leaned closer then lowered her voice.

"We are compatible, right?" Bo whispered.

I laughed while I nodded.

"Then we can share," Bo bumped his shoulder with her own. "Any idea when your ship will get here?"

"I'll send them a message and find out," I replied.

"There is a suite here," she purred.

"Lead the way," I stood and helped her get to her feet.

[Is It Finally Happening?]
+100
[About Damn Time]
+100
[Roll – Bank – Shop]

BANK. I had more important things to do.

[Balance: 700 Forge Points]

Bo hooked a finger on my belt and pulled me along. I didn't care if anyone saw us or figured out what we were doing. The yacht was bigger than I had thought. It made sense considering it was able to store the shuttle in the cargo area. However, horniness sped us along through the halls. I didn't pay attention to the décor in the bedroom. It had a bed, that was all we needed and even that wasn't required.

Armor and clothing were hurriedly removed, both of us were too horny to care about where their clothes landed. She wore equivalent of a sports bra and bikini styled panties. Bo stripped the remaining clothing without further hesitation. She was built like an athlete with nice muscular definition. Various scars across her body hinted at stories of her previous adventures. Her chest looked small with the bra, but they were a good size once the clothing was removed.

She admired my body as well. Her fingers trailed along the scar tissue on my arm. She arched an eyebrow, but the time for trading stories would come later.

"Damn," I whispered as I squeezed her perfect breasts in my hands and gently rubbed my thumbs across her nipples, which made her groan. "You’re lucky we even made it inside the room."

In truth, we almost hadn't made it back to her room before they got started. She’d been sorely tempted to jump me along the way, perhaps pull me into the first closest she found and fuck me then and there. She’d restrained herself, but it had been a close thing. I was just as tempted.

Bo let out a cute little squeak as I scooped her up into my arms and carried her over to the bed. She glared at me, wordlessly letting me know my life would be in danger if I told anyone such a thing had happened. I flashed her a smile as I lowered my head between her legs.

She happily spread her legs as I settled down on my belly with my hands on her inner thighs. I took my time stroking her surprisingly soft skin, working inwards until my fingers brushed against her pussy. Bo shuddered when I ran a finger along her lower lips.

"Eager are we?" I teased, holding my shiny finger in the air as evidence.

Bo stared at me with hungry eyes. I held her gaze as I licked my fingers clean. Her taste was warm, mingled with a bit of sweat.

I pressed my tongue against her and ran it up and down, licking her like a sweet treat. My technique wasn't anything complicated, I simply explored with my tongue. The noises she was making told me that I was hitting at least some of the good spots. I took my time, working my way from long, slow vertical licks of her pussy to tight circles. She was giving me the sounds she made, discarding things she didn’t like and repeating whatever got the best reaction.

Bo ran her hand through my hair, grabbing a handful and squeezing. I took that as a signal that it was time to focus. Her back arched as I began to lash her clit with my tongue while also sticking a finger inside of her pussy. She let out a sharp cry as soon as my fingertips found that special spot. I did it again and again, making it so she couldn’t have held back her moans if she’d tried. The others on the ship certainly must have heard us by now. She felt her climax building much faster than she expected with my tongue running across her clit and deft fingers stroking her just right. Her hips bucked up off of the bed and her hands held the sides of my head as I licked and fingered her to climax.

Bo saw stars. I watched as a distant, fuck-drunk look settled on her face. Her eyes started to clear as I stood. I had to fight to keep a smug smile off my face and ruin the moment.

"That was…" She struggled to come up with the proper phrase to describe what she’d just felt but came up empty. How could she put that feeling into words? She didn’t think the adequate words had been invented yet, whether in English, French or any other language.

"I aim to please," I said.

Bo reached out for me and wrapped her hand around my cock. They weren't soft, but damn they were dexterous. She pumped my cock in her hand slowly, making me groan.

"I like the ribs," she whispered as she ran a couple of fingers along my shaft.

"I have never been more turned on than I am right now," I groaned.

"Show me what you've got, Red," she said, smiling at me.

I grinned back at that. Then rolled her onto her back, pulled her legs into the air and pressed my cock against her lower lips. Our eyes met. It had been a least a year since I had had sex in my previous life and this was my first time as Kiskin. I was a horny, ready, and a little worried that I'd pop on the first thrust.

"Fuck!" I groaned and closed my eyes.

I paused there for a moment, otherwise I would have cum right away. She was impressively tight. Her athletic body wasn't just for show. Carefully, I took a deep breath and began to move my hips. I was being cautious in the speed as I pushed my cock deeper inside of her. It was tempting to just pound into her, but that would lead to a quick release. I drove my hips forward with a firm, steady strokes.

"Sweet fuck," I groaned.

Bo moaned, staring at me with a hooded gaze as I maintained my pace. I was bottomed out inside of her over and over again though, and it was making her body sing. She looked up at me in clear desire.

"Bo," I moaned out.

It was probably obvious how hard I was working to make this last. I had never felt such an urge to snap my hips wildly and just cum right then and there. My willpower was pressed to the limit as I held my orgasm back.

"More!" She screamed.

She wanted more, and I did my best to give it to her. I sped up my thrusting, pushing my hips into a blur. Bo screamed as her body was hit by another orgasm. Her legs wrapped around my body, pulling me tight.

I was fighting with myself, holding my own pleasure back to make sure she would always smile when she thought of this night. There was no way I would be able to hold back anymore. Even if my willpower was strong to hold off, her body wasn't going to allow it.

Bo's pussy constricted around me, squeezing my cock in mind melting pleasure. Her orgasm was too much to resist. I grunted as shot a hot load of cum inside of her, rocking my hips with each pulse. Bo moaned, leaning her head back. She sighed as she felt my orgasm finally taper off.

"We should do that again," Bo smiled lazily at me. "Many times."

"I like this plan," I returned with a smile of my own.

[Repeat Performance?]
+100 FP
[Conquered Bo-Katan Kryze]
+500 FP
[Never Forget Your First Princess]
+100 FP
[Roll – Bank – Shop]

BANK.

[Balance: 1400 Forge Points]