On the Road to home again.

You sat back in your amazingly comfortable seat while the blue glow of the hyperspace tunnel flooded through the windows. Tanna had dashed out of the cockpit almost as soon as you had made the jump to hyperspace, leaving you and Sata alone together.

“That certainly was hair raising” the Pantoran said before sighing and slumping into her own seat. “Why are these chairs so comfortable?” she all but moaned. You chuckle slightly before turning the seat to face her.

“I suppose we need to get you a room” You say to the blue skinned girl before you get up and head for the stairs yourself. A quick glance over your shoulder saw Sata sliding out of her chair and following you. You lead the Pantoran down to the rear of the crew deck, behind the mess hall where there was a spare room, opposite a storage room. “I hope you don’t mind sleeping on a Futon” you say as you punch in a code to open the room up. “We don’t have any spare beds outside of the tiny little cabins” you add.

“What’s a ‘Futon’?” Sata asked as she looked around the mostly empty room that would become hers.

“You know . . . a roll up mattress” you reply, walking across the walkway and into the storage room to grab one of the aforementioned sleeping implements.

“You mean a bedroll?” Sata asked as she took the Futon and blanket.

“Futon, bed roll, same thing different language” you mutter, Sata favouring you with a mischievous smirk. “I’ll let you get settled, need to check on my new horde of passengers” you say as you leave the girl to her business. “Oh, in case you hadn’t already found it, the engineering section is that door there” you say, pointing to a door on the back wall of the crew deck. Sata nodded and you turned to see to your next task.

When you arrive in the cargo hold, you saw Tanna there amongst the other Twi’leks, their skin colours making for a colourful compliment to your hold. Tanna, for the most part, was handing out an armful of water bottles she’d somehow managed to grab in the time it took you to get Sata sorted. It was easy to see that the Twi’leks practically worshipped her with many giving their tearful thanks to the girl who was preening under all the praise. You supposed this would be the case since she quite literally blasted herself and all the captured girls out of captivity and into a waiting ship.

Upon seeing you, the Twi’leks began backing away, wary looks adorning their features.

“Tanna, who’s that?” one of the girls asked. You couldn’t help but be amused by the fact that the girls appeared to be trying to hide behind Tanna.

“That’s the captain of this ship” Tanna replied “If it wasn’t for him, we’d never have gotten out” Tanna added as she sauntered over to you, favouring you with a grin and sparkling eyes.

“Need any help down here?” You ask her once she was practically in kissing range.

“That’d be lovely with all the bedrolls to carry down” Tanna replied, casting a quick glance over her shoulder. “There’s thirty in total, took the time to count ‘em”she added as you nod. With both you and Tanna, it would have taken a while to get everyone sorted but once the Twi’leks were reasonably sure they trusted you, several of them helped out as well and everyone was kitted out with a futon and a blanket. “How are we going to cook for thirty three people?” Tanna asked as she watched the Twi’leks get themselves comfortable.

“I know a few recipes meant for large groups, and we did stock up on supplies for just such an emergency” you tell your Twi’lek friend.

“Well, if you need any help” Tanna said “I’m sure you’ll probably need another person to chop things or something,” she added. You smile before turning to make your rounds and check on your new addition to the crew. “Oh Dereck?” Tanna called to you. You stop and turn back to her as she walked up to you, kissing you on the cheek tenderly. “Thank you” she said as she pulled back, looking you in the eyes with a heartfelt smile.

“It was no trouble” you say to her, giving her a grin before turning again and leaving.

Sata wasn’t in the room you assigned to her, so you decided to check engineering to see if she was there. Upon approaching engineering however, you start hearing faint sounds of moaning coming through the door. Suddenly a lot more interested, you open the door and enter. Immediately on your right, nestled between two large machines of some sort, was a futon with Sata on top of it. This was remarkable because she had shed her jumpsuit and her panties and was holding a vibrator to her snatch. Her other hand was fondling her modest breasts underneath her cropped tank top, that had been pushed up around her shoulders to allow access. You noticed immediately that she had a tuft of neatly trimmed hair above her snatch, it was the same pastel pink as the hair on her head. The moans were clearly coming from Sata as she rubbed the vibrator in her hand up and down her snatch, your moment of inspection was cut short when she saw you. Giving a loud squeak, Sata threw her vibrator across the room with a flick of her wrist. The poor device sailing passed the massive engine thingy in the middle of the room. When you looked back at Sata after that momentary distraction, you noticed a blanket had materialised around her legs and her top was now straight and covering her chest.

“W-what are you doing here?!” Sata demanded in a high pitched voice, panting from her activity and blushing a beautiful shade of pink.

“This is my ship? I own it?” you say to her, with a grin that refused to leave your face.

“Yes, but why are you in my room!?” she asked, getting the pitch of her voice under control.

“This is Engineering” you say to her, raising an eyebrow as you fold your arms across your chest. “Your room is back there” you add. Sata only blushed, giving another, softer squeak as she looked down. “Did I interrupt you? Were you close?” You ask in feigned concern but Sata merely squeaked again, now trying to find a spot on the floor to your left to stare at. “Don’t let me stop you, go right ahead and continue” you say as you make no move to leave.

“You’re here” Sata stated quietly, ducking her head down some more.

“Oh don’t let me bother you, I’ll be quiet” You say, your grin widening as you tease the poor girl. “Surely if you are so brazen to mastrubate in engineering, then you clearly want to be seen” you suggest and Sata’s eyes glazed over before she blinked a few times and shook her head.

“I’m not being paid in sexual favours!” Sata angrily countered.

“Of course” you say, still not moving “But clearly the thought of masturbating with an audience is turning you on” you continue, giving a suggestive glance towards where her groin would be. “I could help with that you know” you finish with a purr. Sata’s eyes glazed over again, her hand slipping underneath the blanket as she subconsciously began rubbing herself. You are happy to say nothing as you watched this. A moan from Sata however, snapped her out of whatever trance she was in, her hand quickly yanked outside of the blanket once more. This was perhaps not the best choice as you could clearly see the wetness that now coated her fingers. Sata groaned as she fell back, covering her face with her hands.

“Would you just go please?” Sata asked, desperation colouring her voice. Your response is to walk over and pick up the discarded vibrator, twirling the device around in your hand as you do. You noticed the fluids already on it, she was clearly very aroused when she was getting herself off earlier.

“Where’s the fun in that, you quite clearly want this” you say as you walk back over to the blue skinned Pantoran. “Why not just submit to your own desires and enjoy?” you ask and Sata groaned again. She rolled over with a hand between her legs, though this might have also been a poor choice as clearly the girl needed to get off. Her **** attempts to prevent herself from just giving in and and fingering herself were failing. “What’s stopping you?” you ask “I won’t judge” you purr. Sata sat up and turned to you, in one last display of defiance, though it was hampered massively by the fact her hand was still between her legs.

“C-can you please nnngh just go-nnn?” Sata asked, unable to suppress her moans.

“But this is so much fun” you reply and Sata’s ability to hold it back was gone “You look so cute trying to stifle your moans” you add. Sata had given in completely, and was now outrightly fingering herself in front of you. Her arm began moving faster and faster as she got closer to the edge until, finally, she arched her back and fell back into her futon, moaning out an orgasm. In the process the blanket slipped loose, allowing you to see the pulsing spasms of her pelvis post-orgasm as the girl panted. When she came down from her orgasm, she rubbed herself some more, getting the last of the tingles out no doubt, before turning her attention to you.

“Can I have my vibrator back now please?” she asked, still breathing heavily. You chuckle as you hand it to her. “Now get out” she grouched, rolling on to her side to face the bulkhead of the ship. Another chuckle escapes you as you turn and leave. Just before you exit the room, a buzzing drone starts up and Sata gives out a light moan. You snort in amusement but decide the girl’s had enough and leave her to her privacy.