♥ Getting to know you better (part 1) ♥

Dustin glanced from naked slime girl, to mischievous looking Feliax, to contemplating Rabyth and back again before Rye shook her head. “No Emmz. I get what you’re saying, but Bleu’s plucked up a lot of courage to put it all out there. We’d be risking stealing her thunder - we’ll save that for later.” Turning away from the pouting redhead, Rye grinned at Bleu - who by this point was blushing furiously and doing her best to maintain an expectant expression. “Dunno why you’ve been worried about what we think, but for the record fucking on this desk means you feel like you have to scrub it a lot the next time it needs cleaning, so I recommend ya move back to the bedroom. Do ya want Dusty to come with, or is this some kinda get to know the girls thing?”

Bleu shook her head rapidly, shimmying across the desk to a free space and turning back to Rye. “No, I… I’d like the captain too.” She said, shifting from desk to floor before looking around at the assembled group. “That is, if people would like to get involved with…” Meli raised a hand, and the doctor instantly stopped talking; Dustin really felt he ought to have a word with his fiancé about how effective she could be at corralling other people when she wanted to. “Bleu, stop worrying so much. If people don’t want to be involved, they would have said so by now. Did you have a plan in mind for the seven of us, or did you just want to fall into a pile and see what happens?”

That caused another blush to send ripples of green through the doctor’s form, before she shrugged. “I hadn’t thought much further than putting myself out there. Every time I did, worry would get in the way of me doing anything.” Dustin felt a tug on his sleeve as he listened to the women discussing, and glanced sideways to find Naera stood beside him. Leaning in to whisper in his ear, she hissed “should I stay out?”; turning to look at her, he raised an eyebrow. “Why?” he hissed back, causing the shortstack to shrug. “Dunno, didn’t know if Bleu should get some alone time with all of you before I joined in?”.

Dustin was about to reply, but despite the pair of them whispering it seemed that the remarkably sharp Rabyth hearing had still picked things up. “Stop being daft, Nae-nae.” Rye said, before walking over and picking the shorter woman up. “This’ll be a welcome orgy for both of ya as far as I’m concerned.” At that point, Bleu coughed from where she was stood by the entrance into the ambassadorial bedroom. “Regardless of what you think, Rye, could we get a move on? It’s a little disconcerting being the only one who’s naked here.”

At that comment, Emely stood and pulled her dress over her head, before wrinkling her nose. “I think I know what we should do first if you don’t have any plans, bubbles.” Bleu cocked an eyebrow at the Feliax, who held out the offending garment. “Shower sex. Or just showers in general. We’ll need one after too, but we wore these outfits drinking last night then slept in them, and unlike you we can’t just filter the dirt away.” Dustin took a tentative sniff of his own t-shirt and grimaced. “Emely’s right.” He said, standing up and joining Bleu in the doorway before kissing her upturned face. “Showers first.”

The group crossed through to the shower room rapidly, stripping as they did so. Dustin thus entered the showers at the head of a group of naked women, two of whom paused as they reached their destination. “This is a rather…” Bleu began, before Naera concluded “…massive shower. Don’t see the showerheads though?” At that, Rye who had been walking behind the pair - mostly to admire Naera’s rapidly stripping form, Dustin suspected - reached out and tapped the wall controls. The sudden downpour of gentle, warm, rain-like water caused the shortstack to yelp before holding out one green arm to watch the water sluice over it.

“We don’t have a massive range of cleaning products to choose from at present, but there should be some you find suitable for use in the interim” Trea’k’s voice came from behind Meli, the Velca already working on cleaning those parts of the counsellor that the woman’s chitin made difficult for her to reach. Dustin’s gaze meanwhile was on the Vex’ess woman’s front, where Trea’k’s own hands were currently working on soaping up her chest. So caught up in the movement of sud-covered hands over those orbs was he, that the presence of a hand suddenly grasping his cock made him jump.

Glancing down, the sight of red fur told him which of his lovers had decided he needed to be taken care of. Emely stroked his shaft gently, eyes flickering from his expression to Trea’k’s form and back again. “Hold still please sir” she said, before picking up a bottle nearby and pouring some of the contents over her hand. The liquid soap was colder than he’d expected, and he hissed slightly as she began to work it into warm suds with a steady pumping rhythm. “You should work on getting the rest of you clean, sir” she said, holding the bottle up with her free hand. Taking it from her, he poured some out haphazardly into his palm and began to work on his hair even as the Feliax woman brought her other hand in to ensure that he was as clean as possible.

Just as things were getting to the point that he felt he might need to tell Emely to stop for fear of her needing to have a second shower immediately, a voice by his ear made him jump. “That’ll do Emmz. We’ll take it from here.” The fox girl backed off without hesitation, leaving him more than a little frustrated; Rye stepped forward, pulling a somewhat bemused Bleu with her. “Alright, Dusty. You’re all clean now, but you’ve got a lot - and I mean a lot, judging by the expression on Meli’s face - of getting dirty to do.” The Rabyth glanced up at the ceiling at that point and frowned. “Section three, shower head five… okay.” She gave a sudden trill of whistled notes, and the shower directly above Dustin turned off - leaving him in a pool of rapidly drying floor, surrounded by the rain elsewhere. Rain, currently occupied with a lot of nude women in various stages of washing each other rather like a group of water nymphs.

“Doctor, if ya wouldn’t mind doing the honours and getting this party started? I’ll tag in too, but after getting mint-flavour kisses every time Dustin’s kissed you first…” The Queri medic nodded by way of agreement, before slowly sinking to her knees as she murmured “Alright, Rye.” Dustin sucked in a breath as the slime girl reached out with her tongue to run it up the length of his shaft. Azure eyes gazed up at him for a second, before the woman bobbed her head forward, causing him to gasp in pleasure before instinctively reaching down to tangle his fingers in her hair - a gesture which didn’t exactly work with Bleu as her hair was formed rather than grown.

The woman at his feet pushed her head back away from his cock, his fingers neatly sliding through both her artificial hair and then the remainder of her form to end with his fingertips brushing against her nose. “Rye, judging by the way his cock was trembling then, if you want to get involved before I get a mouthful I suggest you get down here.” The doctor’s words were a little sarcastic in tone, but the sarcasm was muted by the lustiness in her breathing. Rye joined Bleu on the floor, pulling her damp hair up behind her head before letting it fall down onto her back in a cascade of muted gold. “Alright, bubbles. Lemmie see what bubble-flavoured Dusty’s like.” The Rabyth mused, moving in and running her own tongue experimentally across the tip of his cock.

What it was like apparently pleased the bunny girl immensely, because her eyes widened slightly before she pushed forward, her well-trained throat allowing her to bob all the way to the base and causing Dustin to groan once more. Pulling back and popping her mouth clear, one golden-furred arm moving to start stroking his shaft, she turned to the woman beside her. “Do you taste like that wherever…?” Bleu winked at her and frowned, before opening her mouth and pushing her head down once more, moving Rye’s hand out of the way as she did so. Dustin moaned - if he didn’t know better, he’d have thought he’d just entered the woman’s cunt; the feeling was so different from the way her mouth usually felt. It had to feel good for the Queri as well, a deep moan escaping from around his length before Bleu pulled back, turned to Rye who was sat with her own mouth open, and swallowed.

“Try it and find out” the doctor said a moment later, working her jaw with one hand. “Although don’t expect that little trick all the time. It’s surprisingly hard to move anatomy around like that when you’re focused on other things, and swapping lower and upper lips comes with a whole bundle of nerve endings to rework.” Rye nodded, speechless for once before moving back in, her lips locking around Dustin’s cock. This time, when Dustin went to tangle his fingers in hair he found a firm grip on the bunny girl’s golden locks; her mouth rocked back and forward showing no sign of letting up for the other woman at his feet to get a chance to resume her own oral attentions.

Bleu frowned at that for a moment, before nodding to herself. “Would you like me to help you out while you make sure Dustin can keep up with all of us?” A nod and a murmur of agreement from the bunny around his shaft had Dustin almost stumble backwards; hands suddenly were at his back helping him to stay upright before guiding him gently down onto one of the small stools that the shower room contained. Emely’s voice by his ear telling him to let go and enjoy Rye’s attention revealed who had been responsible - but he was too busy watching the view in front of him to really take much of it in.

The doctor had risen at Rye’s agreement, and moved around so that she was behind the Rabyth. As Dustin had dropped, the slime girl had carefully lifted the engineer’s hips, allowing her to shift so that Rye was on all fours. Seating herself comfortably on the ground, Bleu then reached forward, causing the bunny girl to moan around Dustin’s cock in way that drove him far closer to filling her mouth than he’d like to admit. “I appreciated your words earlier you know, Rye.” The medic’s voice was far softer than normal as she stroked at the bunny girl’s sex. “Your consideration of my feelings makes this a lot easier for me. I should thank you for that.” Rye’s eyes fluttered, and she gave shuddering moan at the continued stimulation. “I can probably only manage to do this once or twice when we’re all playing right now - it takes a lot of effort, and I’ve not practiced.”

Dustin frowned at that - he wasn’t sure what the slime girl was talking about; surely fingering Rye didn’t take that much concentration? Those thoughts were secondary to the main ones at that point however, which were largely to do with the churning in his balls and the bunny girl doing her best to suck his soul out through his dick. Bleu smiled at him, and put her palm flat against Rye’s cunt. “This… might be a little intense for Rye.” A moment later, Rye’s eyes widened, before starting to roll back into her head. Her moans grew in frequency, and she started to rock her hips back - before her eyes suddenly flew open once more and she screamed out her orgasm around his cock. Those increased vibrations did it for Dustin - as the bunny girl’s own climax subsided, he bucked his hips and filled her mouth with his cum.