Getting into positions

After Emely’s confession, the three women had split up leaving Dustin alone. Rye had scurried off to retrieve one of the more capable holovid recording units, while Emely and Meli had headed for the showers - separately, as Meli had said she wanted to get ready as well as get clean. Feeling both nervous and a little like one of the more debauched emperors of old, Dustin sat in a pile of cushions, sipping juice and watching the slow rotation of the holo diagram. “How the hell did I go from serving dinner to royalty to this in under a day?” He mused, before his thoughts turned to his duties as captain. “After this bet is settled we really should see about getting Emely caught up on our next destination, and then we’ll need to get some sleep. Oh, and I should put a proper report in to EarthGov, that memo earlier was only a stop-gap measure… And…”

His thoughts continuing to drift, Dustin was brought back to awareness of his surroundings by the change in the air as the door slid open to reveal Rye lugging in the holo recorder. “Alright Dusty, do me a favour and sit up a touch? I’m going to steal your seat when we do this, and I want to get the positioning right.” The Rabyth woman instructed, adjusting the device before checking the output through a lens. “That looks good enough for what Emely and Meli were asking. And the audio’s coming through clear which is good… Okay.” Then, she glanced up at him “You excited or nervous captain? Gonna get to know your li’ah’a real well after this, right?”

Dustin began to nod thoughtfully - at which the bunny girl tossed a bottle at him, snapping him out of his thoughts as he struggled to catch it. “What’s this?” he asked, turning it over in his hands. “Lube, duh. Grabbed it from the automat while the drones were off collecting the recorder.” Then Rye blushed, adding “I’m sure the nerd will think of it anyway, but I remember the instructional holos from sex-ed classes. Mostly cos I swiped half the classes supply of free lube to help unstick a gearbox I’d been working on, but still. No such thing as too much, that’s what they said.” Dustin set the bottle down carefully. “Good idea. Anything else?” Rye shook her head. “Not that comes to mind. Got the recorder set up, Meli should be getting herself cleaned up and ready, Emely’s probably drying her fur now… Oh, yea, I asked Sola to bring clean outfits for us ladies to your ready room while we’re busy. Should probably not get in the habit of streaking on the way back to our quarters y’kno?”

At that point, the door to the showers slid open and Emely walked in, smiling to herself. “You’re in a good mood, huh?” Rye said, grinning over at their newest crew member. The fox girl nodded, gesturing at the pair of them and the room at large. “I didn’t think I’d get to join a pride where my quirks were accepted. Even when I dreamed about it…” and here she blushed, dreaming clearly being a euphemism “…I didn’t think it’d be this good.” Dustin stood, moving over to the Feliax, but Rye was faster. Wrapping one arm around the redhead, she pulled her in for a kiss before nodding sagely. “That’s our Dusty, picking up the misfits of the universe and making them feel amazing. Heh, knowing him he’ll find the one Vex’ess queen in all existence that’s willing to wait to have kids and get her to run the bar or something.”

Both women chuckled at that, and Dustin was just about to ask about the Vex’ess when the door to the showers opened again and Meli walked through. Not for the first time Dustin marvelled at his luck as he viewed what lay in front of him. Rye and Emely, nude bodies pressed together from their kiss, and then Meli - still damp from her shower but with her amber eyes sparkling and ears gently curling as she walked slowly towards him. Pulling her in for a kiss as she approached, he ran one hand down her side to show his appreciation for her curvaceous form. Gently slapping his hand away and breaking the kiss, Meli turned to the other women and beckoned them over. “I suggest you two get into position first. If we are going to do this, it’ll be easier if Emely doesn’t have to navigate between us.”

Rye gave a thumbs up and practically skipped over to where Dustin had been resting. Sitting down and adjusting the cushions to her satisfaction so that she was raised up from the floor, she leaned back experimentally. “That should do it. Emely, come lie down and lets see if there’s room between us for the nerd.” The fox girl responded rapidly to Rye’s order, sinking to her knees at first before lying back and shuffling forward, legs either side of the cushion on which Rye sat. From where she stood, Meli viewed the pair critically. “I think that should work.” She said after a moment, before sinking down and straddling Emely’s face. “Wait until we’re sure the position is comfortable please, Emely.” The Velca ordered, then leaned in to the blonde in front of her.

Dustin’s arousal grew as the three women - his three women - navigated the complexities of the position Meli had drawn up until Rye at last ran a hand through her lover’s hair. “Ok, nerd. You fit well enough, time for the main event. Emely, I’m gonna give a whistle to start the recording - you can go as soon as that happens.” Then, the bunny girl glanced up at her captain. “And Dusty - don’t forget that bottle. Once our dear science officer here starts attending to me I’m not going to be giving any orders so I leave it up to you to give her what she wants once you think she’s suitably warmed up.” Sitting back slightly on her elbows and grinning as she finished bossing the others around, Rye gave one of the rapid whistling commands she was so fond of using to allow for hands-free tech operation.

From next to Dustin, the recorder came alive with a beep, the dim green glow of the crystal on the top showing that it was scanning the area. As it did so, Meli gasped - clearly Emely had started using her tongue on the dark haired woman. Meli’s moans were for the most part muffled by Rye’s thighs - the Rabyth in turn giving an appreciative coo of pleasure as the Velca did her best to focus on the woman in front of her. Dustin debated watching for a while - but opted against it. While the view was certainly attractive, he was pretty sure it wouldn’t be the last time he got to see these three engaged with one another, and he had his own role to play in this little experiment.

Working the lid of the lube free with one hand he stepped behind Meli, paying attention to where Emely’s head was between the Velca’s legs. The fox girl wore a rapt expression as her tongue darted around the other woman’s folds, and again he was tempted to just watch before shaking his head slightly and approaching his target. Meli’s ass shook gently from the combination of her working on Rye’s slit and the woman between her thighs; Dustin drizzled some of the contents of the bottle onto his lover carefully before tipping some onto his hand. “No such thing as too much” he mused, stroking his fingers gently over her cheeks and down her crack.