Smells of sex assailed her ears along with the humming of those toys. Still Luna gave the former agent some relief. She denied Phoebe's hips continuing to tease at the moment. Both giving her a brake and adding to her torment. She did engulf more of that breast.

Sucking deeply. Lashing that nipple with her tongue then circling it. All in preparation for her teeth to nibble against that hard peak. The pressure increased a little as she tugged that nibble between her teeth. Stretching it to maximum capacity then allowing it to spring back before doing the same to it's twin.

When she catches her breath and speaks Luna grins up at her. Her mouth coming away from that breast only to seal over her own a moment later. At the same time her index finger pushes into the heated chalice of the pilot until she can go no farther. Once inside her all the way she makes a slow circle of those inner walls.

Her tongue dueling with Phoebe's own. Tasting the essence of the toy as well it was fortunate for her that it wasn't an aphrodisiac. Had she thought it through Luna probably would have assumed such. Pulling away from those lips her finger draws out of her then presses back in with a bit more suddenness.

“Is that so?” She considers. Eyes flick up to one of the restraints that her fingers skim across. She hadn't been restrained before. She wasn't a field agent nor a former student of Shokushu so she lacked the experience of monsters and aliens restraining her in such a dreadful fashion. But there is a little fear at giving up such control but plenty of excitement too.

Plus she had the pilot at her mercy right now. Calculating the errand she sent Viryon one Luna assumed that they had plenty of time. Barring Viryon using the tech hear to get in contact with Kurgan but she didn't worry herself about things outside of her control.

“Then I'll have to untie you. But first ...” She sank down to her knees. Holding on to those hips Luna's face pressed between those thighs. Her tongue sliding over that slit in a few slow licks. A brief pause as she turns her attention to Phoebe's clit. Circling over it a few times before lowering once more. Only now she rolls up her tongue as it slips into her. Unfolding once completely within her.

As her head moves back she uses the width of her tongue to roll against those fold. As she presses forth again that tongue rolls up unfolding at the apex of it's journey. As she continues her right hand bleeds away from her hip. Fingers manipulating that clit as she looks up that diminutive body.

It never ceased to amaze how tight her former comrade happened to be. That deep, gratifying moan straight into the union of their lips was one thrill to feast upon, but to think someone retained that delicious snugness after who knows how many rounds with the Voren and that insidious toy thereafter made the sudden descent of her finger all the more fulfilling for the both of them. Sweltering heat collapsed around the intruder at once, entombed in pulsing flesh which refused to let go yet twitched excitedly at Luna’s every effort to recede.

Phoebe had to catch her breath once more when their kiss broke, the curse of being tied up and powerless against those devious ministrations though there was no doubt in her voice when challenged with her previous statement. “S-Sure is,” the young woman panted, breathless albeit with a smile etched into her lips. “I’ve been waiting for this since we got here ..”

Her initial call to the adorable brunette left quite the impression. She kept that sentiment close to her chest, but when Luna answered in that outfit by the pool, everything about it made her want to head over there for more than the reasons she and Kurgan came to the paradise planet in the first place.

All the more reason to burn through the remnants of that molten passion before anyone else arrived to interrupt them. While uncertain how much time they had, not a second of it would be wasted with Luna being the one to keep her company. There was no shame in being bound either. If anything, it made the whole scenario far more enticing, to be so close to what she wanted yet the object of her desire was actually the one in charge.

Shokushu taught her a thing or two about similar situations although that didn’t mean she was inherently drawn to bondage. It added a certain thrill beyond her life at that school regardless as clients, depending on circumstances and establishments, did not exactly harm her in the process. That’s not even mentioning the layers of her relations with customers or fleeting acquaintances. Some hulking brute did not even need to restrain her with chains and the like. It merely added to the power difference between them and their blonde catch as they plunged her into the seas of carnal rapture. It was pure, in a way, even making her lightheaded at times just thinking about being stripped of every bit of control she had. Had she known about Luna’s thoughts on the matter, she may have noted that partaking in such delights could only truly happen in controlled environments or with someone she trusted.

Though unaware of the brunette agent’s lack of experience, the thought to use the toys at hand once she was released did come to mind. She wouldn’t mind to try and tie this little hottie up and show her some firsthand experience in that field. Provided they stayed on the planet some more would allow for the use of those simulators to replace the uncertainty of their current surroundings.

What other fantasies filled that pretty little head were cut short by reality taking over once again. After much pleading and begging for relief, that tongue of hers began to unfurl to the thrill of Phoebe’s involuntary spasming. Another pleasing purr of intimacy elicited from lips that would not deny Luna the vocal reward for her actions.

She tasted more than Phoebe there, however, and it had been quite evident that aside from the leaking toy filling her up Kurgan himself had a stake in the fine specimen in front of her. Surely when she first entered the hotel room all doubt about their relationship had been erased, but it was the clarity of such flavors driving home the point that someone had left their plaything here to bask in the endless erotic glee of those devices.

Now, that same woman’s cries and expressions had been hers to reap. “O-Oohhh, fu- Uhhnn~” That flushed visage manifested the sheer overwhelming rapture experienced at the faintest of motions that were alleviating the inhuman needs circulating through her being. Glassy eyes stood at half mast and fluttered at times, their struggle to focus on her charming captor quite evident. Phoebe’s breath caught in her throat in a futile endeavor to challenge Luna to try harder, but inevitably let loose those whimpered moans separated by staggered breaths. The small silhouette had been just as pleasing when she arched her back and thrust out previously exploited orbs of tender flesh, their hard, throbbing crests shimmering with her lover’s saliva as though still demanding attention.

Luna calculated there’d be more than enough time to set this firecracker off at her own pace though. Compared to those devastating implements of erotic torture from before, she’d been downright agonizing in her near surgical ministrations. Phoebe was unsure which she favored more in the heat of the moment. Hips flushed into the agent’s face unless stopped, unable to fight the cravings that infused her being. Electric bliss shot up that swollen clit beneath the agent’s touch, causing her pleasure to swell like the rising tide.

Another blush at that admission. Luna did not turn away though.

“R-Really?”

Her finger fought for each inch it plunged to the point that she chipped a nail. Not that she was big in keeping them styled or anything. Those cries all hers; Luna continued with her touch. Her thumb tracing over that clit as her finger pressed into those damp folds. Rubbing this way and that.

She brought pleasure to that sensitive tongue as her own danced with it. Tasting her, Kurgan and the aftermath of that toy all rolled into one. Her attention drifted to those breasts as Phoebe arched her back. Her mouth engulfing one as she consumed it. Her hand closing around it's twin as she caressed it between squeezes.

Luna didn't tease her so much. Sensing that the pilot was already in agony she was quick to bring consistent pleasure to the spots she touched. At a steady pace she ran a marathon rather than sprinting to the rewards of that release feeling that liquid heat around her finger.

One may have thought that she was concerned with the time they had. That wasn't the case at all. In fact she was eager herself for a bit more. On a pleasure planet with simulators and even in the flesh Luna had yearned for this moment more than she had let on. Attempting to keep composed and wait this had been rather unexpected. Not that she was above taken advantage of the moment.

With her finger slipping free of that sheath she held Phoebe close to her body. Again drinking of those lips. Her own nipples becoming erect beneath her clothes. For a long moment she teased that tongue with her own even as she caressed and touched the pilot.

Taking a half step back Luna grinned. Brown eyes dipping down Phoebe's body then back up. Then the slow movements as she discarded her blouse revealing a lacy bra beneath. With care she stripped out of the casual clothes she had been wearing every since their expedition to the ship. Once in her lacy white undergarments she made a show of removing her bra. First unfastening it and holding it to her chest only to discard it after a time. Next came the panties. Once stark naked she returned to that kiss. Drinking in Phoebe while an unseen hand worked on a restraint loosening the ex agent.

She was working on the other even as she lifted up her leg. Rubbing a knee against her sex. As she did so a hand lightly smacked her on the ass as the other worked feverishly on the last restraint.

Phoebe had but a smile for the stammering agent. Nothing pointed to the contrary and thus far their exchanges had always been sincere. There was no reason to doubt this tied up damsel in faux distress, even less so as every touch brought her closer to the smoldering high she wanted them to share for as long as they could.

Lightning ripped through that petite frame at the onset of another intense orgasm. The score of her voice swelled until it could climb no more, giving out at the height of blistering passion with a cry solely dedicated to her audience of one. Shining flesh and muscle shuddered within and without, whereas molten magma still coursed through regions being teased until this thought shattering release ebbed into equally pleasing aftermaths.

She couldn’t tell whether that drug was finally wearing off or strength had been sapped from her being to the point of soothing mind and body alike. Although her limbs had been weakened from chasing release after release, the sight of Luna unwrapping herself had the other woman practically stand at attention, awaiting freedom more than ever even as her hips were forced to dance on the knee churning out repeated gasps and moans from tingling lips.

As the last restraint fell, so did Phoebe against her former comrade. She melted into their loving union while still pushing the attractive brunette back a little, then a little more, guiding her back first onto the floor where the slightly shorter pilot could claim the advantage with greater ease. Hands seized around her wrists with no pressure at all though it was evident she had plans for her newfound freedom. It was at this point their lips drifted apart, a glistening strand of saliva breaking up between them the final victim of their kiss as eyes locked with one another. It’s been too long since that time in the club. Was there another time past that? Phoebe couldn’t remember and didn’t really care to when the grand prize wound up trapped beneath her. If only they had an opportunity to be alone together sooner. Still, they now had a brief opportunity to make up for some lost time, and savoring it to the fullest had been the first thought on Phoebe’s mind.

Tongue still tingling, burning up with a thirst for more as it licked her own lips, Phoebe couldn’t help but give a quiet snicker. “Ahh .. Mmm .. Oh, Luna .. I’m going to eat you up ..” The last part came as a half groan, half breathless, right before those knowing lips descended upon the vein of Luna’s neck.

Wet warmth, sucks and kisses rained down on that delicate flesh. Sensations ran further down that shapely frame as Phoebe backed up towards her destination. Erect nipples trailed over exposed flesh, then briefly masked their counterparts before drifting past those as well. She relinquished the feeble hold on those wrists as fingertips traced over the woman’s arms, following the course her lips and tongue took once before. They diverted only to steal over Luna’s sides, easing up to become virtually imperceptible though at the height of her hips they did return at full force.

They grazed across then dipped into milky thighs as if to gauge the flushed scientist’s delectable softness there, administering just enough of a grip and shove to prompt them to part further before the pilot’s lingering visage. Eyes flicked up for but a moment as heated breaths and lash like licks stirred around Luna’s love pearl, goading it further from hiding prior to luscious lips latching on, purring and gingerly suckling around the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Thoughts of Viryon's return was furthest from the scientist's mind. Caught up in the moment Luna was wrapped up in that mystical dance. The feel, those delicate sounds, they all stirred her up. Her heartbeat increased as Phoebe was finally released and she felt herself being nudged back.

Her balance on one leg almost came undone. Her leg set down to save her balance only for her to be nudged back again. Gradually she found herself on her back gazing up at the pilot as her wrists were captured. Chest rising and falling with greater urgency as excitement coursed through her very veins in anticipation of what was to come.

Blood engorged her nipples further. More dampness developed between her thighs as she heard those words after that all consuming kiss. Heat engulfed her. Her skin feeling that warmth as her lips continued to tingle despite the saliva coating them.

“Oh! H-Have at it ...” she gasped, her voice almost as silent as if not trusting it.

The graze of those licks followed. Held down Luna did not fight or wriggle. Though her back did arch. Possibly in hope Phoebe would target those aching peaks. She gasped in response. Tortured pleasantly so by that brief contact. Yet even more delights were bestowed upon her with the deviation of those lips that explored her so thoroughly.

It had been a pity that their paths had not crossed until recently. They were in different fields as it were and probably wouldn't have interacted much so things probably worked out for the better this way. Still, she could not but lament lost time.

Feeling those hard peaks slid against her own skin amped up her desire. When her wrists were released it was all she could do to control herself. Not that she was very strong but that need for more fueled her. Her hands encircled Phoebe rising up her back as the pilot descended farther. Fingernails scratching along the skin until coming to rest on her shoulders.

As Phoebe glanced up she gazed don. Eyes locking briefly before a bolt of lightning surged through her. Legs parted even further had barely given her time to brace for hat to come.

With a sudden cry ripped past her lips. “OH FUCK YES!” Hardly anything she would have imagined saying. That heated tongue would find Luna's hard clit responding. Growing even more against that touch until it was completely revealed.

Her passage slickened even more. Her back arched again beneath that attention as she found herself wreathing beneath that expert attention. “OH! OHH! OHHH! F-FUCK YES!!!” Words seemed to leave her in that moment as she danced against the wave of bliss brought to her.

She did not let up after receiving those encouraging cries. Eyes never left the other woman either while on the inside pieces of the puzzle came together and formed the plan for enticing this lovely morsel further. Shifting them down to the ground earlier was as much of a coincidence or spur of the moment as the variety of toys and that remote still within reach. Without the luxury of being in a simulation she had to get creative, even more so since she hadn’t expected Luna to arrive in the first place.

Yet that wouldn’t keep her from trying to live up to what might’ve been a mere reverie in the brunette’s mind. She diverted a hand’s attention to fumble with the remote for a moment, dialing it down to the bare minimum which would surely alert Kurgan to the resulting change, before reaching for the device that controlled it.

Would it still work when not secured to her body? Phoebe had no clue, but even without function it would help drive the agent’s bliss higher and higher. Lips finally relented on her clit. They drifted lower to that dripping passage, blowing heated breaths across its twitching petals. The moment Phoebe’s tongue advanced to saw between them, barely trying to push deeper, the dildo found its mark sneaking around Luna’s hips, stirring teasingly against the hidden entrance amidst the crack of her ass.

It was primarily to gauge a response for future interactions. Although it did not descend further, that eager muscle sure did, suddenly and quickly prior to settling into a calmer pace. Phoebe would keep her occupied with that, performing intense openings before regressing into far more measured responses.

There was never enough to make it past the threshold, however, never offering enough to climax and release all this pent up pressure. She gradually brought the simmering agent to an ever agonizing boil, leaving satisfaction just out of reach.

They didn’t have a lot of time, at least not in the grand scheme of things. Was Phoebe keeping track? Did she care? At times it felt as though she was gambling away seconds, minutes, anything to risk being found out as, at any given moment, someone could be knocking on or entering through the door, either free to hear or see current events unfold. In reality, it was less insidious than that. She was merely trying to make their limited time count by drawing out this cruel erotic torment until neither could help themselves anymore.

As madness was about to overwhelm them both, Phoebe recoiled with a smirk cresting sweet nectar covered lips. The toy dropped beside them in favor of grasping one of those luscious thighs and draping it over her shoulder. Phoebe shuffled close for another kiss, one shared between their netherlips for mutually assured ecstasy. Most of her strength had been sapped from everything that’s happened to her tied up form earlier, but she still had enough energy and will to elevate the experience to one worth relishing.

Unless Luna wished to interfere or take over from there, those wanton hips danced against hers with little delay. Heated moans and panting breaths filled the air, swelling to a grand crescendo in short order as their pace quickened. Soon, she would let the fountains of orgasmic glee blank their minds whilst their glistening forms bucked helplessly into one another, trying to milk those final bursts of strength for every last bit of pleasure they could provide.

It was a gamble. Not knowing how much time they had. At the same time that made the moment even more thrilling. The risk of being caught in the act. Though really, what would the consequences be? Other than others knowing what they were up to. Even Viryon understood sex on an instinctual level. Though come to think of it she may not have an understanding of same sex parings.

Neither worried about that in the moment. Luna was brought close to heaven only to be denied again and again. Kurgan would probably note the power being adjusted on the toy. Initially he would be unaware seeing that it was randomized as far as the strength of it went. Only after a lengthy time with it being consistently at a particular level. Whether or not he had been paying that much attention to it, just figured each time he checked the setting was low or came to the conclusion that Phoebe must have done something was another matter. He may have figured that she managed to use her “gift” to her benefit. A challenge while under stress. In any case nothing happened on his end for now at least.

The toy worked though Luna went wide eyed and tensed up. Not initially but where the toy had ended up. She never had anything back there before. And while the device hadn't advance Luna would grow distracted by that maddening sucking. She was more than wet, a glass filled to the point it could overflow at any moment.

Fingers ran through her hair bunching it up in a fist as she restlessly panted beneath the pilot. Soon she would relax, as much as the agent could under this constant bombardment. Whether Phoebe proceeded with the toy or simply teased her with it garnered similar results. Always teetering her on that edge of bliss.

Again those eyes widen as a leg is slung over Phoebe's shoulder. Back and back it's bent until their lips join together in that delicious kiss. Tasting herself their just prior to their tongues entwining. Their bodies pressed together. She felt the wave of heat from all that simmering Phoebe had been subject to. Wet sexes pressed firmly together Luna's hips pressed up against her own as their bodies grinded and slid against one another.

“MMMNNNGHHH!” Luna's cries were stiffled with their mouths joined together. She grasped the curve of a breast, her thumb grazing over a nipple. Feeling a jolt of electricity surge through her. This time their was no pulling back. No denial. Just an intense urgency as relief struck her.

In mere seconds Luna succumbed to all that pent up desire. She did not stop, not straight away. Milking this moment as long as she could with her own frantic movements. In such a state she wouldn't last long. Clearly Phoebe had far more stamina then she had. The agent was either inexperienced or not use to being teased for a great period of time, well to Luna it felt long.

“Oh God! I'm coming again!” She cried out when they disengaged for air. Her hands now moving against Phoebe's upper ribs where she could reach.

So far so good, she didn't hear anyone approaching. Did the door lock again after Luna hack it? Did that really matter? Luna's eyes fluttered as a third orgasm crashed over her in mere moments of their bodies coming together. At this rate it would be rather easy for Phoebe to prolong that pleasure and force her to endure more. Or cut off that bliss at any point. She could even gradually simmer things down if she didn't want to exhausted the enthusiastic agent.

Luna went off not like one, but several firecrackers in rapid succession. Smoldering heat burned through pent up desires with an intensity she rarely endured during routine assignments. Face contorted with rapture, body jolting to every grind of their hips, the more experienced blonde did not ease up until the fourth climax nearly exhausted her lover completely.

All motions slowed, but never entirely, keeping this beautiful agent on a low burn which never ceased. They kept their mutual high alive without giving into another, but also offered a brief moment of respite after the recent chaos. She wanted to keep going, but not drain her yet, giving them a few additional seconds of time up close before the grand finale.

“No worries .. I’m not finished with you yet,” Phoebe purred in a playful fashion, heated breaths masking glistening lips as they hovered but an inch apart from each other. “I can’t get enough of you .. Your expressions .. They’re so .. vivid.” Eyes roam on her then settle on Luna’s while standing at half mast, brimming with desire despite having tasted her fair share of pleasure that day. Lips crease into a wider smirk, one which had hardly vanished this entire time. “One more time then, hm?”

She would present the device receding from Luna’s backside. Setting it down between their linked netherlips, there was a moment of inactivity from it as the settings had been dialed down to an all-time low. Soon thereafter, however, Phoebe dialed it back up, causing it to thrust languidly between their chalices, a little faster with every waking moment.

One hand held the toy there while the other drifted around the woman’s hip in order to take over where that dildo no longer teased her. She was more than lubed up from the pool of juices amassed beneath them and proceeded to gingerly swirl against and then slowly insert a single digit into that fine ass, letting that clenching bundle of nerves experience once uncharted sensations.

Hands were full though she lowered herself into another kiss, still trapping Luna’s thigh between them. The strain of their activities weighed heavily on her addled mind, but her powers still reached out to add a little surprise to this feast for the senses. Although there were no hands, no lips with which to tease them, Luna’s nipples were nudged and tweaked, those lovely mounds hefted and squeezed without missing a beat.

Phoebe had no further plans from here on out. Luna came quickly earlier and this was all about closing the final gap to her own overdue orgasmic high. She worked the other woman into a frenzy once more, trying to time it just right for them to share this one release and let it ebb from there, basking in the afterglow of this unexpected but far from unwelcome lovemaking.

If nothing else, it would burn off more of that tension in their loving forms, and make the hot shower they both needed after all that much more gratifying. There were still excuses to be made when someone got back to them before they had the chance to clean the place, but at least freshening up wouldn’t leave them quite as much of a mess.

Tortured blissfully so Luna succumbed to those multiple orgasms. Back to back to back they came. Her mind left reeling after prolonged teasing the floodgates were opened and she was loving every second of it despite her struggles to keep up. Even after she hit that peak a fourth time those movements didn't cease. They simmered down to a more manageable point. Now kept on edge she simmered in anticipation, especially after those words. Phoebe wasn't through with her and she was glad that she wasn't.

She blushed. Unable to help those expressions of rapture. Nor had she been able to suppress those cries. Her chest heaved as she attempted to catch her breath against this delightful onslaught. The toy moved aside for now Luna's eyes lit up as it was maneuvered between their bodies.

She followed those roaming eyes. Her own captured in those glistening lips. Trapped beneath the pilot Luna couldn't hope to free herself. Not that she had any inclination to do so.

“Y-Yes. Once more.”

She wasn't so far gone that she lost track of those hands all over her. Luna felt the pressure against her throbbing nipples. Mounds were tweaked and it felt as if a pair of hands had been fondling her. Alarmed initially, Phoebe carried on as if there was no one else there. This was her doing. But how? The question faded from her mind the moment their lips came together. The toy between them buzzing to life shooting vibrations straight through her core. Vibrations that steadily climbed with each passing moment that their hips pressed together.

“Mmmm uhhh wooow!!!”

A wet finger circled about her back door. Luna arched her back in assistance keeping her ass off the floor as best as she could as their hips came together. Slender and warm a digit advanced into her rear. Uncomfortable and strange at first she found her body adapting to the sensation. A slow tempo warmed her up and got her use to feeling something back there. Adapting to the rhythm that Phoebe eventually set.

Luna was far less experienced in these matters. She was as enthusiastic. Tossing herself into the matter as best as she could. Her kisses were practiced far more than her body. Her tongue swirling and dancing with Phoebe's own.

One arm hitched around the pilot's back. Her hand barely fanning up and down as it was more of an aid to keep her body arched. Her other hand fondled a breast. Alternating between squeezing it and rolling her fingers over that mound. Her thumb brushing over the erect peak as it ran circles around it.

Muffled cries tore out of her. Molten heat built up inside her center. Her entire body and soul emulated against the building pressure as Phoebe guided her to inevitable release. Trying to time it with her own. Every fiber of her being touched and explored. All three holes occupied by her attentions it wasn't long at all before that continued stirring showed Phoebe's expertise in both toppling the agent over that edge while doing the same with her own built up need.

Shuddering beneath the pilot after a luscious muffled cry Luna brought her hand from that breast only to rub over that shapely rear. She even gave it a playful smack at the conclusion of their latest kiss. A chain of saliva connecting their lips briefly.

A panting, breathless Luna starring up at Phoebe. Eyes half seeing her, so addled with pleasure.

“Good God. I wasn't expecting any of this. Not now at least.”

A shower was indeed in the cards after all that. While tidying up the room would take longer that might be easier to cover up. Especially when it came to Kurgan since he would be expecting a mess of some kind. Then again she had moved from where she had been and it wouldn't be too difficult to figure out that she had gotten loose at some point. With his nose he was likely to know that Luna had been present. It would be an easy matter to figure out what went on.

During their shower Phoebe wasn't sure that she heard the door or not. It was muffled, the sound of knocking. It had to be Viryon. Anyone else would have used the chime. But before she could be sure the noise faded completely.

Unless Phoebe let Luna borrow some of her clothes seeing that they were relatively the same size she would redress in her own clothes.

More attune to danger Phoebe would notice it first. In a corner of the room that seemed darker than she remembered. She could see a humanoid shape sitting there. Watching them.

“If I had only arrived a little sooner. Oh well. Care to start you time now. I'll even reduce it if you bring a friend along.” This was a bit unexpected but he'd roll with it.

“That voice,” Luna whirled toward the corner. All too familiar with the mercenary she had hired some time back. "What's he talking about?"

The faint few remnants of that nefarious drug bled from her after basking in glorious release one final time. That hadn’t kept those knowing fingertips from drifting, grazing or even downright flowing over the body before them to grasp and mold some of that lovely flesh whilst the shower washed away all traces of preceding carnal escapades. Not a moment of time would be wasted not worshiping this beautiful agent until they left the bathroom with a low flame keeping their bodies at least slightly fired up. The sound of knocking popped up at some point, but Phoebe chalked it up to her imagination as it never persisted beyond her noticing it initially.

She had some clothes to offer Luna once they discarded the damp, form fitting towels adhering their lovely forms. It mostly came down to what Phoebe purchased on the planet, casual wear and the like which would hardly draw anyone’s eye yet proved most comforting to wear. She opted for a similarly dignified blouse and skirt as before, thinking the heights of pleasure came to an end at long last. How far along they got getting dressed before being interrupted left her wondering how long they’d been observed until then.

Phoebe recognized the male voice speaking up from a strangely dark corner of the room. She recognized the source immediately, the same one responsible for that maddening need. While Luna was likely surprised to find him here, confused as to what he was talking about, the blonde pilot was even more surprised to find he’d sought her company so soon after liberating her of those damned bugs.

“Start my time now? Are you sure?” An all too deliberate smirk formed part of the woman’s amused expression. After Kurgan and Luna, now this? If she kept this up, he may very well end up violating her on nothing but the brink of exhaustion. At this point, it was becoming difficult to recall when was the last time she ever was this active.

But, if that’s what he wanted, who was she to deny it? What better time to repay him than when she was bound to black out while he ultimately turned her addled mind to a feel good chemical flooded mush? She would’ve had nothing against that despite her lack of energy just then, if it were not for the gorgeous brunette still with her at the time.

“Oh, right .. Luna, I almost forgot ..” She turned to Luna, nodding in the direction of the help Aegir provided. “When I mentioned the friend working with Geo back on that wreck .. I meant him. Matter of fact, I don’t think we could’ve gotten out of there without him.”

That much seemed true to her in any case. Someone that powerful could’ve cleared the ship on his own though he might not have had a reason to if not for her call to Aegir. Thinking about that only made her feel smaller in the end. She had some semblance of power, but nowhere near as potent. To become anything close to his level would’ve been the often cornered and captured pilot’s dream, but that was neither here nor there as she continued, her voice dropping lower as that familiar crimson color returned to her cheeks. “Seeing as we owed him our lives back there, I offered him a .. reward .. of sorts. It’s an entire day with yours truly and all the benefits that entails. He’ll be in charge of how it goes from beginning to end.”

There was just one minor issue regarding a day’s length being relative to where they went. Although Gersham knew what she meant when making the offer, nothing would keep him from exploiting that loophole in their arrangement. It was probably for the best she didn’t have anywhere to be now that their little salvage run had been concluded, aside from Kurgan worrying about her absence if she were to take off or ended up being taken elsewhere. Maybe. Probably.

Footsteps echoed as Phoebe stepped close to Luna, fingertips trailing over the curve of her hips. “Of course, that’s just between me and him. No one else has to get involved. I won’t force you into anything you don’t want to do either .. especially since we can’t keep the others wondering where we wandered off to and with whom. You .. were going to wait for them, weren’t you?”

A pleasant glow came to Luna's face. Kept aroused by all the petting and kissing they did in the shower Luna missed the knock at the door. She wouldn't have cared either way, to caught up in the moment. There was little danger in someone walking in on them now or so she thought.

Dressing in casual cloths the outfit she selected conformed to the warmer temperature on the planet. Neither had thought of it but with the clothes being purchased here and recently the others would not instantly associate them with being Phoebe's and probably would keep them in the dark. Maybe not Kurgan. The shower may or may not fool his senses though the room itself still had enough clues. He probably wouldn't care any way though it was hard to say if he would be disappointed that his fun had been interrupted. Still there were plenty of opportunities ahead.

Dressing in some sandals, a skirt and loose blouse the pair was made aware of the fact that they were not alone. Suffice it to say she assumed that Gersham had been watching them the entire time as they dressed. The shadows in the corner of the room seemed to fade some, absorbed or dispelled to their normal levels. The Tulpa striding closer to the pair. Grinning, his attention going from one to the other. When lingering on Phoebe he cast his gaze upon her. Slowly looking down then up her petite frame.

“Oh, I am sure. Though not right this moment.” There were limits to his abilities and he could not draw both of them away at the same time. Still that was a minor inconvenience seeing how quick he moved through shadow. It took virtually no time and coming back to do it again would be easy. Yet he was quit aware what went on here and wanted to give Phoebe a chance to recover some.

Besides, there was another matter.

“Not here. Unfortunately I made an error in my report to Aegir. To cut it short he is interested in seeing you again and wishes to use some of that time for his own reason. Still it is my time to do with as I please,” a devilish grin erupted over his features. “Though we need not worry about that yet.

“He can only travel to a few worlds. I am here to give you the coordinates of the planet to met on. Travel times had not been discussed prior but if you insist that it counts I'll just whisk you away. Your friend too if she's willing.” He cast a glance back on Luna.

Luna processed a lot in those moments. Thoughts of using Gersham in that club operation, to recent events with those bugs, to that touch. All this had been summed up in a matter of seconds.

Her voice dropped to a whisper so that Phoebe was the only one to hear. “I've never been with a man before. I don't want to start now.”

She straightened then spoke louder so that Gersham could hear. “That deal is between the two of you. But someone should go to ensure that you keep to those limits ...”

Her hand rubbed against Phoebe's ass as she held Gersham's gaze. Whether or not the Tulpa was offended was hard to say. She must not have know of Gersham's abilities either. Clearly the Tulpa could read into Luna's actions and decided to wave matters off for now.

“Bring your friends if you wish. But it's best if they remain on the ship. Or leave them here for the duration. Either way it's fine. I already inputted the coordinates into a datapad I placed in that draw. It should take a few hours to get there from here.

“You can let the others know or tell them you have some business to attend to. Whatever works. It's not my concern.”

“Hope has to go back to the ADD soon anyway.”

“Hope? Oh that other agent? A pity. Oh well, I think we'll manage.” Again he grinned at Phoebe already imaging the things he would get up to with her in the near future.

What error in his report could’ve possibly led to that ancient telepath wanting to see her again? No matter. While unexpected, meeting with the octopus wasn’t entirely unwelcome. She owed him a lot though he was no knight in shining armor who could refuse to rendezvous with their savior? There’s been little progress with the stones he was after, but if he came calling he must’ve had a reason for it. At the same time, the pilot had no reason to refuse.

Whispers of the other woman’s reservations threatened to dampen her expectations for the trip ahead, but if acting as an observer while being a direct participant at times satisfied her requirements for staying around, then that was perfectly fine. Luna’s willingness to come along was a welcome surprise and she found it rewarded with more of the same pleasing advances.

“So, you’re coming with me then?” Phoebe reached for those comely hips, turning both Luna and herself until they faced one another, bodies lightly pressed together wherever they may meet. A hand swept over the curve of her waist while the other drifted to grab a handful of cushiony rear cheek, administering gentle rubs and squeezes while casting fleeting glances towards Gersham. “Honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

They may not have known each other for as long as she’d known her other companions, but they’d been through a lot in what little time they had. Separated not only by allegiance and profession, there was no doubting the thrill of living out their desires from time to time. She hoped the day to come would be nothing but an extension of that, but perhaps with even greater potential for losing themselves to passion as there would be no one to interrupt them then.

As for the others, Phoebe doubted they’d be just as thrilled to be brought along on a ship and wait while their pilot does who knows what, hanging out in orbit or on the surface while she had her fun. That would be ridiculous.

Taking the lizard woman with her always seemed to fill her with joy. Then again, that was virtually the case wherever they went regardless of what they did in the end. She’d not get her involved in this, however, and for good reason. It’s not that she wouldn’t know sex or that they weren’t doing it to procreate. Phoebe ran off with Kurgan on occasion, and it was doubtful the scaly beauty never caught anything. But, while attractive in her own right, if anything similar were to ever happen between them, she wanted Viryon to make the first move. Otherwise, leaving things as they were would be just fine.

Kurgan may have been willing, but Phoebe already had plans for him another time. They came to the planet to relax, after all. Besides, as selfish as it sounds, someone had to look after Viryon. She’d more than make up for that when they got back together again.

She knew about Hope the least. Crushing the simulator’s challenge, then banding together on that bug infested ship may have been enough of a good time for them. She didn’t know how Hope tended to unwind or would be up for something like that with her in the first place. It might just be in poor taste to ask considering they’ve known each other even less than anyone else. Given the fact she’d have to go back to the directorate anyway, Phoebe would be content saying her goodbyes to the ferocious femme fatale and leave it at that this time.

No need to invite anyone else then. Two’s a party, but three’s a crowd. They’d be fine with Gersham on their own from here on out.

A firm love grope hit that luscious ass again as she picked up on those initial thoughts. “I won’t trouble them with all the details, but we’ll need time to contact the others about this.”

A grin splayed across her features. “Aaand~ Speaking of our arrangement, travel times do count now that you’ve mentioned them ..” She made a brief albeit practiced performance out of one little sentence, the primary display being that of two lovely girls in a close embrace. Their petite breasts docked in the center, hips oh so sinfully close to flushing together in the same way, offering but a glimpse of what he had to look forward to. Admittedly, given Luna’s preferences fifty percent of the menu before him would still be far from lackluster. “Anyway, if you stick around and wait for us, we won’t have to waste hours traveling to the meet by ship.”

“Sure am.” Luna grinned at her. Turned to face Phoebe her own hands set upon those hips as the pair was drawn together. For a brief moment she had forgotten about Gersham as she peered into those eyes until that gaze drifted away reminding her of their audience.

Still her heart beat within her chest. Luna was unaware of this Aegir or what this error entailed. It was all stuff she wasn't privy too but followed what was going on readily enough. She was somewhat good at piecing together things without a complete picture. It was a gift of hers being as passionate about research and development as she was. She had to assemble a finished product out of smaller parts that one might not have thought worked in conjunction with one another.

She absorbed what as going on around her but remained silent for now.

“In that case I will bring the two of you there,” Gersham answered as far as travel went. Near instantaneous would give him more time. Especially now that Aegir opted to involve himself. It was rare for that alien being to leave Shokushu. What motivated his creator was nostalgia for Earth and the summoning stones. Whatever else he was kept in the dark. Not that Gersham bothered to pry. His interests remained in totally separate things.

While Phoebe had things to take care of on her end he had a few details to take care of. Chiefly reporting back to Aegir to let him know when to be at the predetermined location.

“While you deal with your arrangements there is a matter I must take care of. I'll beat you back here in any case. We can set out upon your return if that works.” He drew closer to the pair noting how pressed together their succulent young bodies were.

When an arm's length away from her he trickled a lone finger against Phoebe's neck. Infusing her with a spike in her desire once more. When the heat of his touch rose back up he dispelled that sudden influx of desire. Water crashing down over that raging fire.

The touch as playful as Luna's hand that found it's way over her ass. Had he touched her too? That look of desire in Luna's eyes hadn't ebbed. That blush still stained over those cheeks. Though she couldn't but it past him not to tamper with them. Making one hot and bothered while muting that state in the other? Or had he just left Luna in her current state. That closeness doing all the current work. Could it be that being watched had something to do with it as well?

The good thing about Kurgan was that he did not pry in her business. Whether Phoebe wished to use deception or not the Voren would remain on the planet with Viryon until she got back. If anything explaining matters to the later was harder and easier in many ways. She need not go into great details and the aspiring pilot didn't question things once she understood. All that was necessary was disclosing that she had to pay off a debt. That and making it clear that Viryon couldn't help out. That was the harder issue but after she grasped that she as eager to know when she'd be back.

Approaching Kurgan first made it easier in that she would have his help in dissuading Viryon and keeping her questions to a minimum.

While Phoebe dealt with that Luna did a few things herself. For starters saying her good byes to Hope who would be setting out shortly. She sort of left out what she was actually doing. But since she couldn't actually say she was being called away (due to her ship remaining here) she had to sort of imply going somewhere with Phoebe. Which of course led into a whole nother avenue of questions that got her to blush deeply. She thought she did pretty good in avoiding most matters but she was a poor judge in this case.

Of course she took her tools. She always had some gadget or other device to get out of unforeseen jams. Not to mention the tools necessary to hack into or make minor repairs in a pinch.

True to his word Gersham would be waiting for the pair. Eyes taking in each in turn. “Now then. Are you ready to depart?”

Shokushu, encounters with monsters beyond the school during her agent days, as well as the time since her career came to an end, there were ample opportunities to learn about sexual matters, how to read attackers and clients alike. Singing on stage, for one, served as a prelude to serving customers more intimately and since they both got something out of it, getting a good read on various aliens and sexes was paramount to experiencing genuine relief at the end of a long shift. Seeing Luna respond to her presence like that and knowing whom they were dealing with had her connect a few dots, but ultimately none at all.

The finer facets of Luna’s preferences still eluded her. She could guess their male companion had something to do with her current state, but had no definitive answer to that. Gersham’s touch first rousing then quelling the fires within her suggested he was more than capable of that. It didn’t matter though. Phoebe had a feeling they’d have more than enough time for her to uncover the truth on just what got the agent fired up at this very moment and beyond.

They parted ways for the moment, however, and Phoebe kept it straight with the other members of her ‘crew’. She approached Kurgan first, saying she had to take care of business elsewhere. Viryon couldn’t help with that. As for how long, she thought it best to mention it’d be a day at least, perhaps more than that though with a day being relative to wherever they ended up it’d be hard to say. Those two had to stay here in ‘paradise’ and get some proper rest until she got back. Captain’s orders.

She never quite clarified what business, but that it was important enough to get her to drop everything else for the time being. If there were still questions, Phoebe promised to tell the others about it when she got back, at least the family friendly parts.

Unlike the brunette, Phoebe didn’t bring much of anything other than herself. Most of the young woman’s skills had something to do with muscle memory and the like, so she brought her own body and the clothes on her. If piloting needed to be done, nothing else was necessary. Sticking around Aegir and Gersham generally had her believe there’d be little danger to speak of, hence bringing a weapon would be most pointless.

Getting back together with those prepared to move out, Phoebe nodded in response to Gersham, shifting to one side where a hand settled upon her hips, accentuating them further beyond the casual wear adhering the shapely figure before him. “You ready, Luna? I’m good to go when you are.”

“I am.” She answered. After which Gersham whisked them away one at a time for the pleasures that awaited.