Marek's cock seemed to soften slightly, but still retained it's erect state.  Well, the man was a very skilled lover, and Doxi was sure it would go down in time now that magic wasn't keeping it up.<br/><br/>Cassie and Marek both nodded and once dismissed left the captain in peace to finish working on her rifle.  Doxi felt herself... distracted... in a way.  She kept thinking about Shoni, about worship, about the paladin.  She tried to focus but the sex had been fantastic and there was no dobut that Cassie was a holy woman.  She could feel the love of Shoni inside of her.  It was always nice fucking a holy woman or man of Shoni.  But every time Doxi felt like she was woolgathering and not getting anything done, she'd look down to find that her hands had been working for her.  In no time her rifle had been completed, perfectly.<br/><br/>Doxi spent several hours checking and rechecking every single action, bolt, screw, and mechanism on her new rilfe, finally secure that it wouldn't blow up in her face the first time she used it.   But then, unable to stop herself, a yawn forced it's way from her mouth, and she realized it was getting quite late.  No doubt Marek would be already waiting in her cabin at this point, but then again, she hadn't eaten anything in hours.  Maybe a trip to the galley and then the day room to eat, there was probably other crewmates there she could socialize with if she wished.