I wake up from a dream that leaves me shaken. My whole body is stiff and I am wide awake in an instant. I almost jump out of bed, but someone is holding me tightly. My eyes are wide open. I am back… to my original set. At least I believe this to be true. Junior, that’s how he is called… the mechanic of the Little Snapper. He is awake too and whispers into my ear: “You alright, little one?” He releases me and I roll out of bed. I land on my feet graciously and look for my clothes.
Junior sticks his head out of the bunk bed: “You are a restless sleeper. You toss and turn unless I hold you really tight.” He lands next to me. He too is naked and doesn’t seem to mind. He is so young and at least a head taller than me. He scans me up and down and waits for me to reply. “I am… just confused. Bad dreams…”, I breathe deeply and start again, “good morning.”
I am trying to remember what happened last night. I was drunk. Lots of sex… like really lots of… I wonder where Sin has gone to… Junior looks like he would jump me again… but then I realize what we already have done. I start to grin devilishly. “You look like another ride…”, but I am cut short by Pops.
The older one out of the two only other members of the crew. He is the right hand of the captain… who is just called Cap. No creativity, I guess. “I am sorry to cut this short, get dressed Junior, the engine is acting up again. And good morning to you too, little one”, Pops says. Junior curses and jumps into his suit. Pops looks at me up and down and reddens.
“Hungry?”, he says, not looking at me directly. “Wanna take Junior’s place… again?”, I ask flirtatiously. He laughs suppressedly: “Get dressed. I was drunk and in the mood.” I giggle and grab my underwear, then I follow Pops to the common area. It is just outside the bunk beds. No door in between. It must be a really small ship. Only three beds.
I remember the sofa from… our arrival. I sigh: “Good times…” Pops grins and opens a cupboard: “are always cut short. I hope you don’t regret… anything.” He looks down and I laugh friendly: “Not a thing. Just a bit more sleep maybe. Do you… regret something?” He shakes his head and reddens again. “Can talk about it, whenever you feel like it”, I offer and start to point at something I’d like to eat. He hands me some bars and a bottle of water. “Well, I guess, I am responsible for cleaning and… food?", I try to recall. Pops laughs: “That was the deal you were proposing: No work, no flight, if I recall correctly.” I nod: “You do.”
Cap joins in and I hand him a bar: “Mornin, Cap…” He takes it with a knowing smile and gets himself a bottle. “Mornin, lil'one. Lookin good. Pops, I need you in nav in five. Is Junior at the engine?” Pops nods still reddened. Cap is almost back at the cockpit section, when he turns around: “Would you clean our clothes from last night, lil'one? And make sure Junior stays hydrated. I hate it when he is whiny. Dress up for the engine room, though. It is very hot and… dangerous. No funny business there.”
I nod and stand at attention. Cap laughs: “No need for formality, but follow these orders for your own good, will ya?” “Of course, Cap. Will do”, I reply happily. His smile is satisfying and satisfied.
“Well. Here are only three doors. Navigation is where Cap’s at, the opposite direction is the engine room and this one is to the airlock. Toilet and shower are on the other end of the beds”, Pops gives me directions, “... the washer is this old machine. Tell me or Junior if it acts up.” I nod and smile and Pops goes to nav.
I gather the clothes from around the room. Seems like we all know how to party hard. Next I suit up to follow Junior, he had nothing to eat, at least to my knowledge. The engine room is really hot. Many moving parts are not behind much shelter but to be repaired easily. The heat is heavy on every step. A ladder down and I almost run into Junior, who is with his head in an opening. He is sweating big bullets. I wait for him to finish and pull out. I don’t wanna startle and hurt him.
When he finally turns around, he is startled but not hurt: “Are you watching me?” “Didn’t want to… have you burn yourself”, I counter. He wipes his face with his sleeve. “What do you want?”, he smiles happily but seems agitated, “I need to fix this fast…” I hand him the bottle and two bars. “Thanks”, he takes them and I turn around, “do… we… eat together later?” “Sure, after a shower”, I wink at him over my shoulder. He sticks out his tongue and winks back.
After I finished cleaning up the mess in the common area… I am not sure this is just the mess of last night, I take a hot shower myself. No towels? Damn!
I am drippin wet, when I start my search. At least it is very warm here too, so I dry quickly. I defy the idea of wearing more than I have to. Then I clean some more, refill water bottles and sort through the bars. Well, cooking is none of their interests, a very typical menu selection for spacefarers. Depressing, it isn’t that early in humankind's endeavor to the stars. But bars and water recycling are staying right and true. Yeah, it is very easy and saves space. But it tastes like… well… if you ever get your tongue adjusted to this kind of nutrition, you can as well get rid of it. Maybe it is a requirement for space travel to lack in taste.
I work quietly as Pops tries to sleep some. He has taken the night shift… so Junior and I can hit the bunk together. I watch out for him for a moment, to see if more things need to be cleaned. Of course there is more. The sheets, the very floor itself. I will do the latter tomorrow before I take my shower.
I take another bottle and two bars to Cap at the nav. He turns his head as I close the door. “Lil'one”, he says happily, “what brings you here? Are you lonely or do you need more work?” I close the door and laugh: “Enough to do, but I take a break and bring you a snack. If you like, I’ll spend your break with you.” I hand him his bars and the bottle. “I’d love to. Pops sleeping?”, he wants to know and I nod, “good. You really cut into our sleeping time.”
I sit down at the copilot seat as directed by Cap. He is very direct: “Gotta hand it to you. You know what you are doing. Everyone had a great time. Best fuck in a long time.” I smile and inspect the monitors: “Just practice. It really is not such a big deal.” He starts to dig in and carefully watches me not to touch anything. He is careful and carefree at the same time.
“You look exhausted… maybe sleep some more, before Junior keeps you up all night again. He’s got some stamina”, Cap suggests. I mumble: “So do I…” Cap clears his throat: “Indeed you do. Never met somebody like you. Are you… well… a professional?” I shake my head: “I like to choose. And I like to be independent. I just like to have some uncomplicated fun.”
He starts his second bar: “You like the whole crew?” I look at him while he is chewing expectantly. “I do. You are very… intense. Junior is very… he is young and passionate. And Pops is really intimate. And he is quite shy about that.” “I wondered why he joined in. But I am happy he did”, Cap gulps down his water, “I don’t know about him, but I wouldn’t mind to do it again sometime.” I take the packaging and the bottle: “I’d like that too.”
He bites his lip: “How about now?” I shake my head and smile: “We are on duty, captain. I have to deliver some more food to Junior and make sure he stays hydrated. And as far as I can navigate, you will have to make some course changes soon too.” He smiles: “Thanks for the company, lil'one. We ride another time then.” He turns back to the controls and I close the door behind me. Again I dress up to pay Junior another visit.
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