season content notes: explicit sex
Zdenko had locked himself in his cabin and refused to come out since they hit the Oort Cloud. Eighteen months ago, Moira had worked off her debt and he’d forced himself to keep his promise. He refused to trap Moira any more than he already had, so he didn’t listen when she talked about staying and said ‘no’ when she tried to insist. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn’t, but it didn’t matter. She had a life he’d helped steal her from and he insisted on returning her to it.
In the year and a half since, he had diligently avoided Moira’s home. It wasn’t hard, there was always work for a freighter on many planets. They were back now, against his better judgment, because a job had come up that specifically asked for Meadowsweet. With a pay rate three times standard.
Zdenko was suspicious, of course, he was. But he didn’t have the energy to fight Skullfire and Efe when they insisted on taking the job. Still, nothing had gone wrong so far, all they needed to do was load the new cargo and they could get off before memories and loneliness led to Zdenko doing something foolish…
Skullfire’s shout for the captain was still echoing through the ship when Zdenko, barefoot and with pants half open, was out of his cabin and racing for the airlock. He had known it was bad luck to come back, just known…
Only to skid to an abrupt stop as he came face to face with what — or rather who — had broken Skullfire’s ice.
Moira strode calmly across the airlock. “Captain.” She put down the bag she was carrying to dig around in her pocket. “There,” she shoved a docuchip at him, “is my clean bill of health, so you don’t need to worry about saving me from myself any longer.” She picked the bag up again. “You have an appointment at 1400 tomorrow, local time, with the neuropsych research head at the [planet] university. Do not miss it or I will make your life hell. I all but had to promise away my firstborn to get you a surgical appointment on such short notice.”
Someone bumped into Zdenko and Moira smiled. “Ezra! I’d hug you but there’s a statue in the way. I’ll give you one week to clear your junk out of the extra crew quarters.”
“Moira?” Zdenko choked out.
“No, dear. I’m the captain of the Flying Dutchman. All your brains are in your dick again aren’t they?
“Speaking of,” she began digging in her pocket again, “Where’s my replacement?”
“Ah… I… there’s isn’t one.”
That finally brought her to a halt. “What?”
“I… couldn’t. We went back to the 3Ps 6 months ago, but it didn’t work. So we set her up planetside after a month. She wasn’t you.” He swallowed. “Please come back?”
She turned to Skullfire. “His brains really are in his dick, aren’t they?”
Skullfire twitched her ears, “He’s been impossible, and it’s not just the parasite this time.”
“Right.” Moira put all her bags down, not just the one she’d been hand carrying, but two more she’d had slung over her shoulders. “I assume you can handle everything here?”
“Of course.”
Moira nodded. “Excuse us then.” Without another word, she grabbed Zdenko’s hand and started dragging him deeper into the ship. He was too stunned to resist, even if he’d wanted to. Once they were in his cabin, she grabbed his shirt, spun him around, and pushed him back against the wall. Then she stood up on her toes and kissed him. He nearly lost control of himself right then, but before he could move, he heard two small clicks.
His arms were cuffed to the wall. “What the fuck?” The lust was riding him hard, had been riding him hard for months, and he had hated every moment of it because no matter who he found to sate it with, they were never her. Now she was here, finally here — and he was chained to the fucking wall.
She giggled.
“You know, you were at least a little right. I spent 18 months in therapy so I could convince you what I already knew. And I hated it, but I did learn some things. One thing I learned, is that I actually do like some of your kinky games.
“I just need a turn in the driver’s seat.”
As she spoke she knelt down in front of him and opened his pants, letting his cock, so hard it hurt, spring free. Then her hands were on him and he cursed, yanking against the chains.
“Fuck, Moira. Let me touch you.”
She used the tips of her fingers, running them up and down the length of his cock. Her other hand reached inside his pants and between his thighs. He spread his legs, giving her access, and she began to touch and tease his perineum.
“Moira…” Her name was a plea and a curse.
“You’ve been dealing with your parasite mostly alone for over a year. If I let you down you’ll have me bent over and filled before I can squeak.”
“Well, ye-ah.” His answer was ragged and ended on a squeak of his own as she tapped his pucker.
“I, in the meantime, have had over a year with only my dildos for company. I’m not going to make this fast. I’m not going to make this easy for you.”
She finally gave him a squeeze, her whole hand wrapped around his cock. His eyes rolled back in his head. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna…”
Moira bent forward and wrapped her lips around his cock in time to catch his release. She didn’t swallow. She stood, holding it in her mouth, and kissed him. When she stepped back a minute later, both their faces were smeared with cum and he spat to clear his mouth. “Okay, that was both the hottest and most disgusting thing ever. How can you stand that?”
She laughed. “Usually, it goes right down my throat and I never need to feel it. The taste isn’t bad.”
Her fingers drifted back to his cock, and already he was getting hard again. “Let me down Moira, let me taste you.”
She laughed. “Eighteen months alone. I think you’ve got about five more in you before you’ll be able to actually think. And, I figure that’s about enough revenge for me.
She gave him another squeeze. “Fuck…”
Very short season. Keep reading as Season 2.5 comes out!
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