A repair update.

"What wrong with engine?" One of the twins dropped to squat on her haunches and curiously peered at the work I had been doing on the feedline.

This movement brought her closer to my level and with her knees parted I had a perfect view beneath her short skirt. Her mons and pussylips were dark, the crease of her labia looking tight and as I had so far seen in both the Helcions and those they had enslaved perfectly hairless and smooth. It took me a couple of seconds to drag my gaze away from that delightful clam-tight pussy and focus on her question. As I dragged my eyes to her face it was obvious that she realised I had been staring hungrily at her pussy and she smiled at me without making any effort to close her knees and deny me the sight of her sweet dark-lipped clam.

"Uhh, the engine? Nothing." I replied distractedly. "The problem is plasma residue buildup in the feedlines to the injectors. They need to be flushed after each FTL jump ideally. I'm guessing the ship jumped several times without the feedlines being flushed."

"We make nine jumps since leaving Helcion." This information came from the twin still standing. "We no have engineer. Lyoko and I are flight crew, we just think engine fire and engine fire, not need to know how engine work."

That explained the dataports, the twins simply plugged into the ship's interface and were able to pilot, navigate and operate the ship and and its weapon systems without manual controls. I also now knew that Lyoko was the twin with her dataport on the left temple, easy to remember.

"Yeah, well too much plasma residue in the feedline and not enough plasma will reach the injectors and no matter how hard you think engine fire they won't," I explained patiently.

"Is true, Ryoko get and give me head pain thinking engine fire and nothing happen." This came from the squatting girl, so now I could figure Ryoko had the right side dataport. Whoever cloned or named the pair had made things simple to distinguish the two identical girls apart. It also confirmed what I had already suspected, that their dataports were linked. What one thought or felt was transmitted to the other. That would certainly be an advantage when coordinating flight and weapon systems. Of course, that fact also planted an intriguing lewd possibility in my mind that I needed to confirm.

"So you two share every thought and sensation then?" I asked.

I reached out and slid my hand beneath Lyoko's skirt and gave her pussylips a light pinch with my thumb and finger. Both twins gave a surprised squeal simultaneously and Ryoka, still standing and untouched, pressed down her skirt and covered her pussy with her hands. Her face flushed red, but she seemed more surprised than annoyed by my tweaking her twin's labia.

"Covering that sweet little cooch really won't stop me messing with you will it?" I chuckle and flick my fingertips roughly over Lyoko's pussylips to prove the point.

"It not help at all." Lyoko giggled but made no move to stop me playing with her pussy, even spreading her knees further apart to make my playing with her easier. "You make me wet, Ryoko get wet too."

I had to confirm for myself of course that Lyoko was indeed getting wet and so I pushed a finger up between those dark bald cuntlips. Her quim was every bit as tight as it looked and her cunny was clutching around my finger as it pushed up into the soft wet interior of her quim. Ryoko and Lyoko let out sighing moans in unison as my finger pressed knuckle deep into Lyoko's vagina.

"Naughty pet, you make us wet and horny." Ryoko gasped, and her twin Lyoko continued. "You lick me now, put tongue inside and give us happy time?"