Treasure Hunters

She smirked up at him, resting her hands on his shoulders.

"That's what I thought. I kinda guessed earlier that you were ... hoping that I had come to see ya. To see you, that is, not escorting Nic.
"Look Boss, I don't mean to be a buzzkill ... is this a good idea? Ain't we supposed to stay professional, or something?"

She was torn. On the one hand, she wanted to remain dispassionate when things got ugly, and she had so far avoided any ... entanglements with other crewmembers.

On the other hand ... she had not had any entanglements since joining the crew.

This time, she realized, she wasn't going to say no to him.
 
"Stay proffessional, huh?" I looked at Tanya, smirking. "Heh, well, I guess I'll have to add that to the rules. After we're done."

I went down to kiss her, and gently passed my lips across her cheek, and to her neck, kissing to and fro, from both sides.
 
Tanya sighed softly at the sudden flurry of kisses he was raining down on her. She nuzzled and kissed his cheeks, her hands on the back of his neck and head.

She wriggled under his weight, the leather bodysuit suddenly entirely too uncomfortable on her body.
 
While one hand supported my weight along with my legs, my other hand began to unzip her body suit.

At the opening it created, my hand went it and caressed her breast, as I continued to kiss her all around pausing only momenterally, to breathe.
 
She shuddered lightly as his hand touched her bare skin. She caught his earlobe in her lips, tugging lightly, nibbling softly. Her hands meanwhile slid slowly down his back, finally cupping his asscheeks and squeezing them firmly.
 
She squeezed my ass, and it forced me to press the bulge in my pants between her legs, both of us still covered in clothing.

Again, my hand finding its way thru the opening of the leather suit, my hand moved down to her crotch, and a finger circled around her sex repeatedly.

I stopped kissing her neck, and I pressed my lips on hers. My tongue managed to go into her mouth, and it flicked her own tongue repeatedly.
 
Carrying a large metal case, Veldin stepped out onto the deck again, tilting his head in surprise at finding it almost deserted.

Well, thery were probably occupied with their own important affairs.

Leather creaking faintly, he gracefully knelt by the side of the cannon and produced a slim screwdriver to open a panel, revealing several rows of glowing runes. Opening the case he took out a golden disc enscribed with various symbols. He set it down and let his fingers brush along its winding lines.

"Hmmmm...."
 
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She squeezed my ass, and it forced me to press the bulge in my pants between her legs, both of us still covered in clothing.

Again, my hand finding its way thru the opening of the leather suit, my hand moved down to her crotch, and a finger circled around her sex repeatedly.

I stopped kissing her neck, and I pressed my lips on hers. My tongue managed to go into her mouth, and it flicked her own tongue repeatedly.

She jolted, with a grimace and a groan escaping through clenched teeth. It had been far too long. His hand felt good on her mound, and she pressed herself against him with urgency.

Tanya sucked at his tongue, as her own entwined, played around with his in her mouth, a softer sound, a moan, coming from her throat.

She broke the kiss and leaned close to his ear.

"Let's get ridda these things. Be a little more comfy that way."
 
Rhannon finally decided to make her way down to her cabin... fighting the urge to run back up the stairs and out into the open had become alot easer over the years, but once in awhile it still got to her.

Stepping inside she closed the door and slowly removing her wepon and clothing layed them on the bed, before going in the other room to take a shower. The water felt good flowing down her body and over her wings. Her long black hair unbraided and wet falling down past her ass.

Shutting off the shower and stepping out into the cool air caused her nipples to harden as she wrapped the towel around her body making her way back in the other room letting her wings and body air dry.

Sitting down at a small vanity her sea green eyes stairing back at her she picked up her hair brush and begain running it thru her hair...
 
Lotharian was sorting through all his books and parchments. Comparing the notes of this with those he gained from the other artifacts, and things he has seen over the years. Trying to begin to draw a tie of how he could bring back the magical energies...

He decided that soon he would have to begin to investigate one of the more odd members of the crew. The winged woman. She never quite revealed what she was, but he felt the aura from her. When he stood near her he felt that old feeling...

He would have to find out more about her.

But first, he would finish with his notes on this mask before his crew reached this next town and rushed to sell it. The fools and their obsession with gold instead of things worth so much more...
 
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She jolted, with a grimace and a groan escaping through clenched teeth. It had been far too long. His hand felt good on her mound, and she pressed herself against him with urgency.

Tanya sucked at his tongue, as her own entwined, played around with his in her mouth, a softer sound, a moan, coming from her throat.

She broke the kiss and leaned close to his ear.

"Let's get ridda these things. Be a little more comfy that way."

"I couldn't agree more." I spoke into her ear.

I lifted myself off of her, except for my finger which was now stroking her slit gently. With my free hand, I zipped open my shirt, removing the sleeve one hand, and the other quickly as not to leave her unattended.

I got back over her, kiss her neck as both hands trying to remove the leather body suit. It was a little tricky to remove. Why, oh why did she have to wear this now? I wondered. I eventually removed it.
 
She helped him to take off the bodysuit, wriggling, shrugging, herself out of the outfit. She laughed softly at his frustration. It was slightly easier to remove when there wasn't an urgent reason to get at the flesh beneath.

Whe he had finally gotten it off her, she spread her legs slightly, with a slight urgent wriggle to her hips.
 
After dressing Rhannon rebraided her hair and looked around for a good book to read. Most of the books she owned she had read over and over, and didnt feel much like reading at the moment.

Some of them were poems others were what little information she had left about her kind, breifly she thought about seeing if Lotharian would have any more knowledge of her kind then she did, but decided against it.

He didnt seem the kind that would tolorate intrusion lightly... Moving over to an art stand in the corner Rhannon picked up a paint brush and begain to paint the mask that their leader had gotten from the dragon. Picturing it in her mind she painted an exact copy. She new that Lotharian had his way of doing things to keep them alive but so did she.

Rhannon never let anyone see her drawings or paintings, most of them were of the Jyiuu, and the crew, but others were of each and every artifact that they had gathered painted in detail from memory.
 
Finally removing the suit, she spread her legs. Instead of going straight to penetrating her lovely body, I went down kissing her from her neck, then her breasts.

I continued to go down, and kissed her thigh, while my hand was caressing one of her breasts. I faced her pussy, and my tongue began to move gently, from the bottom of her slit to the top, giving her clit a flick of the tongue.
 
Several lines began to glow on the d isc as Veldin murmured arcane phrases that activated various energies stored within the metal. Glancing up he reached out toward the service panel again... and cried out loudly as a flame ignited in mid-air and vanished again.

Cursing under his breath, he frew back his hand, watching the burn. It was not serious, but quite painful, and undermined the skilfullness of his fingers. There was no way he would be able to conduct the delicate work like this.
Silently scolding himself he flipped open his com, opening a private channel to Rhannon "Veldin here... sorry to disturb you, but I need a little healing..."
 
Tanya's eyes closed languidly, a soft moan escaping from her lips. She ran her fingers through his hair so long as his head was within reach.

Her nipples were firm and sensitive, his lips touching them sent small ripples of pleasure through her body.

As he kissed down her belly, her hand gently caressed her free breast, her hand mirroring his gentle caress.

At the feel of his tongue on her sex, she gasped sharply, moaning again more loudly, and her back arched with the electric shock of his tongue on her clit.

A brief surge of doubt entered her mind. Very brief, but sharp. What would this do to her when she was in battle? But that thought was jolted away by the feeling of his hot, wet tongue on her body. It never reentered her mind.
 
Licking up and down repeatedly, I was enjoying Tanya's moans. The fact that she put her hands through my hair just turned me on further, than I already was.

With my free hand, I slowly inserted a pair of fingers along with my tongue. Now, the two fingers were moving in and out of her slit, slowly, while my tongue was flicking at her clit.
 
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Silently scolding himself he flipped open his com, opening a private channel to Rhannon "Veldin here... sorry to disturb you, but I need a little healing..."

Hearing Veldin's request over the com Rhannon placed her paint brush aside, strapping her winged sword on she opened her com. Not a problem i am on my way. Can you meet me in sick bay?

Leaving her room she made her way down the corador twords the sick bay between hers and Veldin's rooms.
 
His first impulse was to insist that she perform the healing on deck, before managing to detach himself from the work at hand, shaking his head at himself. With his left hand, he deactivated the cannon and made sure it powered down safely before heading below.

He had regained his dark reculisve manner as he reached sickbay, nodding quietly at Rhannon as he held out his hand.

"A minor heat burn..."
 
Tanya's world contracted. She could sense only the wet heat of his tongue, the sliding of his two fingers into her. She squeezed her nipple hard, jolted at the feeling of pain she had inflicted on herself. Her hips pressed forward, pressing with urgency against Damien's attention between her legs.

Her interior walls were clinching on his fingers, the tingling wet-hotness spreading in waves from her sex outward up her belly, across her thighs, up her spine into her brain.
 
Rhannon nodded and gently begain looking over his hand before she begain healing it. She new that she could put a save and bandage on it and it would heal with in a few days but she also new that he needed to work on his cannon. This may hurt a little... if you want you can grip the edge of the counter there She said.

Carefully holding his hand in hers she closed her eyes, and felt the warmth spread thru her body, and into her hands as they begain to glow spreading that warmth thru his hand slowly healing the burn until it was gone.

Looking at him she watched as he flexed his hand checking it over. Try to be a little more careful.. Next time i will just put some slave on it and make you wait a week before you tinker with your cannon. She said smiling and trying to tease him into a better mood.
 
I felt her tighten around my fingers, but that simply urged me on. I attempted to insert a third finger, and to move faster. All the while, my tongue stopped, and my lips around her clit, to gently nibble on it.

"Mmm..." Was the only sound that came from me, as I continued.
 
He nodded quietly as she held his hand, gripping the counter as instructed. His body tensed as them agic flowed through him, a sharp breath taken in and held. On his face, there was only the faintest hint of of a grimace, a faint distortion of his features, though something flickered in the depths of his eyes...those dark pools in which passion could flame just behind a veil of nonchalance.

He quietly let out his breath as she released his hand, looking over the fingers and nodding with satisfaction, the faintest smile coming to his lips.

"Promised..." he opened the metal box he had brought, and amid the tools, papers and arcane instruments cluttered inside, he fished out two gloves of black leather matching his outfit, putting them on.

"I should have worn these...I guess I was in too much of a hurry to get the cannon switched over."
 
Rhannon smiled seeing him put on his gloves she new that she didnt need to say anything he would be sure to take more care.

Looking at his tools with curiosity she moved closer to him I was wondering if there is anything i can do to help? I i have to be careful not to get my wings caught on fire, but i am willing to learn. She said her smile lighting her eyes.
 
Paused a little ,almost seeming taken aback a little as he quietly looked her over, seeming to be assessing her.

"Hmm...well, I suppose an extra pair of hands is always helpful."

Gathering up his box again her made his way back up to the deck, kneeling down by the cannon again.

"The way the cannon works is that it has a direct link with the various elemental realms. By activating the respective rune, one such link is opened and the elemental energy gathered to prepare the detonation. Now, once the shot is fired, the background resonance lingers behind, even with the link closed, and has to be slowly absorbed by the dampening crystals before it can be safely loaded again. That's the trouble with using raw elemental power, it can get quite unflexible, and an uncontrolled mixture of differing energies can cause quite bad reactions.

"That's why I want to switch over to an imp-based system...basically, summon a lesser demon with special elemental affinity. It will then link to all elemental planes at once--the flow will be regulated by its spirit, so that there is no danger of overload. After a discharge, the imp can then transform lingering energies, or cancel them out by drawing opposed streams from other planes...or a number of other delicate operations too complex to be done by dumb machine-craft. That way, the cannon should become far more versatile. With me so far?"
 
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