Seraphina Honeydews stepped into the throne room of the palace with the grace of a woman used to coarser places. She was a mean and experienced warbird who traveled the stars in search of adventure and action! And she usually found it! That’s why she had agreed to meet the King of Sexia, surely they had heard her legend and wanted her talents, and for the price they offered, she wasn’t about to say no.

She walked confidently across the big hall, her sleek dark coat trailing behind her and her sword clinking softly with every step. Her long dark hair, falling like a lustrous cascade, could not hide her smirk as knew she looked damn good!

“Welcome, oh great warrior of the deadly blade and the wide hips!” bellowed the King as she approached. He was an old but still strapping man, with a cropped white beard and a kind look in his eyes.

As she looked around, it became clear that the Sexians wore very little clothing, with the men opting for little more than a loincloth and a cape held by shoulder pads. But the women...they wore only what could be described as metal bikinis crafted with care into delicate golden shapes. They were adorned with gold bracelets on their wrists and ankles, and even their hair had beautiful golden clips like flowers and stars. And all had big and bountiful...um, coconuts!

They were breathtaking, like celestial angels fallen from the stars to grace her with their beauty, Seraphina thought.

Lily paused and looked at the sentence again. It felt like she was trying too hard, so she went back and changed it.

They were so hot, Seraphina thought.

Lily nodded with approval at this and carried on writing.

Seraphina made it all the way to the throne when her eyes caught sight of the most beautiful of all the women. She was sitting by the king on a plush couch of red velvet. Her body was a perfectly shaped gift of caramel skin, enhanced by the delicate gold of her armored thong and bra, the latter which seemed ready to burst at any moment from the task of containing her mighty cantaloupes.

She realized she was staring and raised her eyes only to catch hers. A beautiful set of emeralds starred right back at her, and she felt hypnotized by their beauty. Slowly, she looked around and saw the confident smile of her supple lips and the ravishing red hair that fell wildly, framing her face...Seraphina felt she was looking at a goddess...and seriously, the melons on her!

Lily made a mental note that maybe she’d be better off not focusing so much on the boobs, as much as she enjoyed them. Plus, she was running out of fruits to use as replacements. No way in hell would she resort to vegetables.

“Ah, I see you are admiring my daughter’s magnificent bosom.” said the King, breaking her thoughts.

“Her mangos are nice...I mean-No! I wasn't-” she began, defensively.

“It’s quite alright, we have no such hangups about our bodies here. And they are one of the many points of pride in this kingdom! That and the long stick of Lord Gibbalot...it’s huge” he added.

“So you lot just glorify body parts then?” Seraphina asked, looking at the king with surprise.

“More like the people endowed with them. We are a very sex-positive society after all.”

And every soldier in the room yelled loudly in agreement while raising their fists into the air. Clearly, they agreed.

“Well...they are quite lovely,” she offered with a sincere smile.

“I’m glad you think so, they are part of why you are here today.” said the King, grinning widely.

“I beg your pardon?”

“You see, although many of our people have tried, none have been able to satisfy our princess.”

“Satisfy? Wait a minute…oh...you mean to say I am...a booty call?” Seraphina felt herself go red as comprehension dawned on her.

“We don’t know what that is, but if it means mating vigorously with our princess...then yes.”

In a pained voice, she managed to say, “...perhaps there was a miscommunication, see, I am a bounty hunter. I hunt people and beat the crap out of them.”

“We know! You are the most fearsome warrior in all the system! Legends of your victories are told in our halls, and tales of your conquests in bed are the talk of the kingdom!”

Seraphina felt herself blush, which was not common for her. It was true, wherever she went, bodies were broken or satisfied by her in equal measure, but she never thought someone would hire for the latter!

She looked back at the exquisite creature looking at her with curiosity, but also, she noticed, with approval; as the princess threw a small wink that made her heart skip a beat.

“We beg you to triumph where we’ve failed, mighty warrior! Our princess deserves to know true satisfaction!” yelled a young man near the dais.

One of the scantily clad women walked up to her, grabbed her hand, and kissed it, falling on her knees as she did so. “Our princess is our heart, and she has never known the full joy she can feel, please, restore the honor of our world.” and she nearly wept as she clung to her hand like a supplicant.

What the actual hell was she supposed to say to that? The whole situation was just bizarre! And yet, she was oddly flattered by the whole thing. To think an entire race of people had thought of her for this deed, not that she usually lent herself to this sort of thing, but there was no shame in the people who did such work. A sword for hire was no different than a body for hire, both deserved dignity and she would not pretend it was beneath her.

Still, while she had had many partners over the years, none had been as fair and intimidating as this princess from another world. She felt like someone had taken her measures, which irked her, but at the same time, she felt relieved to be found worthy.

“We will of course pay a small fortune for your services,” began the King, but Seraphina did not need to hear more. She made her choice then and there.

“That will not be necessary your highness, this one is on the house. It will be my honor to teach your princess, that Seraphina Honeydews….always gets the job done.”

Chills. Lily felt them as she laughed giddily in approval at her own line. Now that’s badass, she thought.

And there was much rejoicing and celebrating and even dancing! Everyone was dancing and singing as the deal was sealed, and from out of nowhere, a pair of hands gently grabbed her and led her to the back of the great hall, through a stone passageway, and eventually into a spacious chamber. She looked around and marveled at the delicacy and splendor of the decorations and furniture, realizing she must be in the princess’s bedroom.

A few minutes later, the door opened again, and the princess walked in, her eyes low but not with fear, but rather to hide her excitement.

“I am Princess Aiolia, it is my great honor to meet you” her voice was like silk, soft and smooth. She bowed, as someone born in this life would, and Seraphina awkwardly bowed back, unsure what else to do.

“The pleasure is all mine, I mean, it’s your pleasure we’re here for but...we can both have pleasure, right? I mean! Um, that’s just better for everyone...I think.” curse the gods, could she not make a coherent sentence anymore?!

Thankfully, Aiolia cut her short by gently taking her hands in hers and leading them towards the bed. Seraphina felt herself start to sweat nervously as they sat down together by the edge of it.

“Are you nervous?” she asked.

“Nooooo, I’ve been down this road many times, just...never with royalty...heh.”

“You are sweating.”

“Ah, well, yours it’s a very hot planet...as are you *cough*, maybe I should freshen up first,” she said hastily.

Seraphina tried to stand, but she was held fast by the warm hand of the princess. She looked down and saw her looking at her almost shyly, but eager at the same time.

“I think sweaty ladies are very sexy,” she said, and Seraphina felt her mouth drop slightly.

“I...wow, that’s...ok then.” she tried to laugh but it felt forced.

Slowly, she let herself be lowered back into the bed by Aiolia, her hands working their way up Seraphina’s arms, and it was clear she wanted to explore more. She looked at her, her eyes asking for permission.

Seraphina could only nod, completely hypnotized by those big green orbs. She wanted this so much now, to feel her gentle touch and the firm grasp of those hands on her…her…

“Ah, crap!”

Lily stopped writing and sat straight up as the door to her quarters opened suddenly. She turned to look at Astor walking in, worried and with a bandage over his right eye.

“Captain, I’m sorry to barge in, but we've arrived outside Caldera and we have a problem you’re gonna wanna look at,” he said, his tone anxious.

"What happened to your eye?" asked Lily.

"Oh, just trying something, it's not important right now."

“If you say so, but real quick, can you name a fruit?”

“A fruit?” Repeated Astor, taken back.

“Yes, preferably if they’re of the round and plump variety. The juicer the better.”

“Um...melons?” he offered.

“No, I used that already. Ugh, I guess tomatoes are fruit, but that just sounds so wrong.”

“Oh God, you’re writing smut again, aren’t you?” said Astor, trying not to sound mortified.

“What of it? You said you liked my writing,” said Lily defensively.

Astor hesitated, his one good eye darting side to side for a moment before finally saying, “I enjoy it as much as your cooking, Captain.”

“Well, good, I shall have the finished chapter for you all to enjoy soon. You can give me your thoughts after we finish the mission.” She stood up and patted Astor on the shoulder as she left the room.

“That would be...wonderful,” said Astor, smiling weakly.