Siobhan and H Space bandits

"HOLY SHIT, THEY'RE STILL ON US!"

"We're nearly there H, stop screaming at me." Siobhan **** herself to say to him mid concentration. The sweat on her brow made H realize just how hard intense this chase was.

"Sorry but Niles said that explosion was going to get rid of them!"

"I told you, 'It should' distract them enough." His literally gravelly voice responded. "Provided you didn't kill anyo-"

"Niles, the guard had a gun on Siobhan. Just because your rocky ass can survive a shot doesn't mean I was going to let them -agh" The whole ship jerked hard as the Siobhan narrowly missed part of the destroyed cruise ship she had decided to fly back towards. H said nothing as he knew if anyone could out pilot the local authorities it was her.

Niles wasn't so content. "Watch those quick moves, it's hard enough listening in on them with him screaming." Niles pressed his hand against the headphone to where his auditory organs were located on his stone-like chest. "There's a lot of chatter, but it sounds like they haven't yet made the connection between us and the bomb."

"Good any word on Nikkie?" H asked.

"Nothing yet, she hasn't sent the signal, and the local law hasn't confirmed anymore then us three."

"Fuck her, she wanted the easy jobs and from here I still can't see the gate she was meant to open." Siobhan was right Niles and H couldn't spot the teleport gate from here.

It began to look hopeless. H was the only one visibly panicking. Siobhan was internally praying to any and all deities she ever heard of. Neither human could tell what was going on Niles head, the golem like alien was harder to read then most other aliens, even other members of his own species.

Then with a violet splash of light, that caused a brief glitch in the screens acting as windows, a swirling portal opened almost directly in front of the ship.

"HELL, YEAH NIKKIE!" H cried out as Shiobhan directed the ship directly into it.

The ships in pursuit were torn apart in the transport, not designed for the distance the jump-gate was set too.

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Growing up in poverty was what inspired Shiobhan to start this lifestyle. But she continued for the rush. The rush that was now going to disappear now that they were safe. She got out of the pilot's chair, grabbed H by his shirt collar and, with a growl, kissed him.

As she began to straddle him in his chair Niles got up from his chair and declared (with a rocky role of his crystal-like eyes) "Mammals. I give you some privacy and take stock of what we got."

H heard Niles, Siobhan didn't. She was more focused on keeping the adrenaline going. H didn't refuse, and attempted to take off shirt, finding great difficulty into it. Siobhan helped by removing his seatbelt.

Where Siobhan was almost soaking through her pants, H was having a little trouble getting hard. The adrenaline was her friend not his. Fortunately, she knew this, and knew how to adapt. But she also knew H wouldn't let the opportunity go to complete waste. He removed her shirt, as she began to grind herself on his leg.

Her c-cup tits pushed into his face with every grind. H saw this as the opposite of a problem. In fact, it was letting his adrenaline calm down enough for the blood to quickly rush between his legs.

Upon feeling him harden below her Siobhan whispered under her breath "Oh yeah, fuck yeah."

H took a little command, grabbed the level by the side of the chair and reclined it back while kissing his girl. While still locking lips he they began removing their pants. H had made it mildly more difficult which Made Siobhan want to call him an idiot, in an affectionate way.

Finally free of their pants Siobhan wasted no time in slipping his length in her. H loved watching her ride him. She did rides with equal if not more passion, then flying away from a job.

"That was a fucking good plan. You did fucking great." She praised him, like she always did during their victory sex. "Blowing that wreck up was spectacular. The look on those rich pricks faces when they saw us. Even if Nikkie did almost kill us." H wasn't catching everything she was saying, he was admiring her sweaty body aggressively fucking him. Her tits shiny from the sweat.

The intensity of her riding was getting her close. That's when she really went at him. H loved how passionate she got. Then she hit her height and came, getting her release she so desperately needed. She fell onto his also sweaty body to hold him. He remained inside her as she laid on him, holding him, causing just enough friction to push him over the edge, the very moment he slipped out of her. Most of his cum spurt between them.