Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, & Mintprincess)
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				Title: <strong>Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>29-04-2015, 04:40:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/WalterBlack.jpg)</div><em>If I leave here tomorrow,<br>Would you still remember me?<br>For I must be travellin' on, now<br>There's too many places I got to see...</em><br><br><br>Walter Black, captain of the cutter <em>Ellie May</em>,&nbsp; sat in the pilot's seat with his arms folded over his chest, boots kicked up on the console, one leg crossed over the other.&nbsp; The music piped in, high and tinny, from the ship's ancient sound system. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=np0solnL1XY)&nbsp; Nevertheless, Walter sang along, bobbing his head in time to the beat, fully immersed in the song.&nbsp; The women were below, Stars knew doing what.&nbsp; Normally he'd join them, whatever they were doing, but it was his shift, and there was a potential bounty to be had.<br><br><br><em>If I stay here with you, girl<br>Things just couldn't be the same<br>'Cause I'm as free as a bird now<br>And this bird you cannot change!</em><br><br><br>He stared through the cockpit glass at the endless void of space.&nbsp; If he weren't so used to the spectacle, he'd be dumbfounded with awe.&nbsp; The stars glittered at him, millions and billions of them, like twinkling diamond dust on a black satin sheet.&nbsp; The big one nearby, the bright red burning ball, that was obviously Alpha Centauri, the only solar system he'd ever known.&nbsp; &nbsp;But that small yellow dot, fifteen degrees to the port side and about thirty off the meridian--that, he knew, was Sol, the birthplace of humanity.&nbsp; Somewhere out there, 4.37 light years away, was Old Earth.&nbsp; He wondered if his ancestors had gazed up at the stars on a long night, just like this, and if they had been similarly awestruck.&nbsp; &nbsp; Of course, when you were in space, it was always night.<br><br><br><em>Bye and bye baby, it's been sweet love,<br>Though this feelin' I can't change<br>Please don't take it so badly<br>'Cause Stars know I'm to blame...</em><br><br><br>Of course, Old Earth and its solar system were far, far away now, and had crystallized into the Terran Confederation.&nbsp; Out here, meanwhile, around Alpha Centauri and its handful of inhabitable planets--this was wild space.&nbsp; Free space.&nbsp; No law to govern but the local laws of the various colonies, no two of which could ever seem to agree on anything.&nbsp; Yes sir, freedom, complete freedom; that included the freedom to freeze or suffocate in space, or to be shot by a space bandit or by one of the native Centaurians.&nbsp; <br><br><br><em>And if I stay here with you, girl<br>Things just couldn't be the same<br>'Cause I'm as free as a bird now<br>And this bird you cannot change!</em><br><br><br>But that was just the way Walter liked it.&nbsp; Give him the <em>Ellie May</em>, his reliable old girl; give him the blaster at his hip; and give him the stars through his viewport, and he was a happy man.&nbsp; Even now, as he watched, a comet was hurtling through the blackness of night, a fiery missile on an inscrutable journey.<br><br><br><em>Oh oh, oh oh oh oh<br>And this bird you cannot change<br>And this bird you cannot change<br>Stars know, I can't change...</em><br><br><br>Wait a minute... that was no comet!&nbsp; Walter sat up, pulling his feet off of the console.&nbsp; Tricky, tricky, he thought.&nbsp; Using lateral blowback from the engines in order to mimic a comet's heat signature?&nbsp; Yes, that was definitely the sign of someone with something to hide.&nbsp; <br><br>Instantly Walter was in motion.&nbsp; With one hand punching the coordinates of the target into the ship's targeting systems, he hammered on the throttle button with the other.&nbsp; The action of the <em>Ellie May</em>'s engines firing into life caused a dull, subsonic vibration in the metal floorplates.&nbsp; Walter grinned manically.<br><br>"C'mon, girl.&nbsp; Let's show 'em what we got, baby doll."<br><br>His left hand moved from the computer to the cutter's intercom.&nbsp; A green light flashed on, indicating he was broadcasting ship-wide.&nbsp; "Strap in and buckle down, ladies," he shouted into the microphone. "Paycheck's been spotted on the horizon and the old girl's spoiling for a fight." <br><br>That done, he grabbed the manual navigation stick with both hands. He knew that the ship's computer could pilot on its own, if necessary, but it never seemed to handle quite as well as when he or one of the women flew it manually.&nbsp; <br><br><em>FWOOM!</em>&nbsp; A giant, invisible hand pressed him back in his seat as the ship accelerated from a standstill to pursuit speed.&nbsp; Directly in the center of the cockpit window was the target.<br><br>"That's it.&nbsp; Come to papa," grinned Walter.<br><br><br><em>Stars know, I can't change<br>Stars help me, I can't change<br>Stars, I can't change<br>Won't you fly high, free bird? Yeah...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>02-05-2015, 04:09:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i57.tinypic.com/rjdr2v.jpg)</div>Kenzie slowly spiraled the spoon around the mug of coffee, her chin resting firmly upon the palm of her left hand.&nbsp; Walter had been relentless lately about this newest bounty, and after long nights and longer days, neither of which were truly distinguishable as separate aboard their ship, Kenzie was just plain tired.&nbsp; Add onto that the last of their coffee grounds had already been recycled at least six or seven times, and the cup wasn’t exactly a hotbed of caffeine either.&nbsp; <br><br>Nor did it taste very good. <br><br>She sighed and pushed it away, leaning back in the chair dangerously far. Her eyes trained along the ceiling, tracing the cracks along the ridges of the metal, cracks that mirrored her own life.&nbsp; If one didn’t pay attention, they could easily be missed.&nbsp; And Kenzie was very good at moving fast enough to keep hers from showing.&nbsp; <br><br>The music blasting through the ship - Walter’s choice not hers - suddenly cut off, and his voice, excited as ever, blared through.&nbsp; <em> "Strap in and buckle down, ladies…</em><br><br>“Shit!” Kenzie called out, reaching for the edge of the table, hand grasping to steady herself before the sudden kick of the engines hurtled them forward.&nbsp; &nbsp;The chair jolted, slamming her into the table and then the whole thing tumbled backward as the ship propelled into action.&nbsp; Kenzie found herself on her back, staring up at the cracks, wind knocked out of her chest.&nbsp; “A few seconds would have been nice,” she grumbled, rolling off the wooden slats and onto her stomach.&nbsp; <br><br>Rising, she brushed the dust and dirt from her trousers and retrieved her gun, slipping it into the holster at her hip.&nbsp; The mug of coffee rolled across the floor, the liquid puddle spreading toward the back end of the ship.&nbsp; Kenzie ignored it, and the command, and sprinted through the deck to the ladder, where she climbed with an easy grace upto the cockpit.&nbsp; <br><br>“Your goal is to catch him, not kill us,” she scoffed as she slipped into the co-pilot chair next to him and buckled the securing strap across her waist.&nbsp; “Is it him?” <em>Or just another random feeling that a bounty might be in the area…</em> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 16:56:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cc/JulesChar0.jpg)</div> <br><br>A splash of cool water hit her face and Juliette Flowers reached blindly to her right for the soft cotton towel she knew was hanging there. Her oil-stained fingers grasped the homespun material and brought it to her tan-toned skin, keeping her chocolate and honey colored eyes closed while she wiped the liquid away. It has splashed slightly on the loose off-white linen shirt she wore tucked into a pair of form-fitting dark leather pants, but not enough to be concerning. <br><br>Captain blaring his old-school jams had cut the nap she had tried to grab woefully short, so getting cleaned up before her shift has become priority. Her shoulder-length thick dark hair was already pulled high and tight into a ponytail, where it would likely stay until action and chaos made it fall. Rehanging the towel, Jules tucked the sink back into its drawer hidey-hole and turned back to her bunk, dragging her boots out from beneath its recesses. <br><br>She was in the process of stuffing one foot in when the sound of the ship’s engine changing her low-droning tune caught her attention. <br><br>She double-timed it into her boots and practically flew out of her bunk towards the hallway that would lead to Ellie’s engine room. Walter’s voice hit her ears just as her boots hit the metal gangplank grate. Something about strapping it. <br><br>Two seconds later, Juliette was catching herself against a bulkhead and cursing the Captain she knew intimately well. She could hear Kenzie’s boots hit the galley’s floor seconds later and head towards the opposite end of the ship she was headed to – the cockpit. Her pale pink lips flashed a smile as she shoved away from the ship and hurried back to the engine room. Slapping the door open, its hiss was reassuring as she barely waited for it to clear before hustling inside. The com was the next thing to feel the heel of her hand as she connected with the cockpit and immediately began running diagnostics on the engine.<br><br>“<em>Wǒ de mā</em>, Walter!! You’ll burn up our convertors you push ol’ Ellie that hard again!!” She called out, her gaze quickly scanning the computers readouts.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 01:06:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/e3/76/a4/e376a43209d1d3ea7f5b159a29e8a2f9.jpg)</div>"Nonsense.&nbsp; She can handle it," he responded into the ship's intercom.&nbsp; "Can't you, girl?" he added, lovingly brushing his hand over the ship's console.&nbsp; Jules had often joked about the fact that the <em>Ellie May</em> was really who Walter was married to, and that she was just his mistress.&nbsp; &nbsp;He certainly seemed to go into conniption fits whenever she ended up scratching the paint job or landed too roughly.<br><br>"Yep, that's him alright," he added, to Kenzie in the copilot's chair next to him.&nbsp; "Sneaky sonuvabitch, tried to mimic the heat signature of a meteor.&nbsp; Would've worked, too, if I hadn't seen his engine blowback."<br><br>He kept one eye on the radar--the moving dot that indicated their quarry was moving, just as the fiery speck was moving outside the viewport.&nbsp; &nbsp;The <em>Ellie May</em> was gaining, rapidly approaching the target.&nbsp; As they grew closer, Reynolds could see that it was a sloop--slightly bigger than the <em>Ellie May</em>, but nowhere near as nimble.<br><br>Suddenly, the sloop shot forward as its engines flared, all manner of pretense gone as it realized it was being followed.&nbsp; It tried evasive maneuvers, but Black was ready for it, and, with Kenzie's help, pursued the rogue ship like a bloodhound on the trail of a fox.<br><br>"Jules, I'm gonna need you on the gun," he said, into the intercom again.&nbsp; "Just in case."&nbsp; &nbsp;He was referring to the swiveling 13-inch cannon, mounted underneath the belly of the cutter.&nbsp; The cannon could be rotated a full 360 degrees to fight off pursuers as well as prey.&nbsp; <br><br>He pulled the mouthpiece from its place on the bulkhead as he switched to transmit mode.&nbsp; "Jethro McClean, this is Walter Black, the captain of the <em>Ellie May</em>.&nbsp; You can't outrun us, and we have you in our crosshairs.&nbsp; I get double the bounty if I bring you in alive, so that's what I'm fixin' to do.&nbsp; You make it hard on us, though, I got no problem with haulin' your dead carcass in instead."<br><br>He waited.&nbsp; After a few seconds, a voice came back on the radio transmitter.&nbsp; "Kiss my grits, Black!"&nbsp; <br><br>Walter shook his head.&nbsp; "Kenz, bring us in close.&nbsp; Watch out if he tries to ram us.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jules, fire away.&nbsp; Aim for the engines.&nbsp; Try to disable 'em without blowin' 'em up if you can."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 23:54:58</strong>
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				Once again, Jules cursed her Captain. Under her breath this time, however, as she directed more of the ship's power towards the engine's coolant system. Walter was actually right - <em>Ellie May</em> was a tough ol' bird and could take the high-pitched turns and dips as well as any brand new E-class Cutter out there. But Juliette still worreid. As she always did. <br><br>Out here in the black, a good ship was all that stood between you and the endtimes. <br><br>With a final twitch of the handle, she pushed off of the console and spun towards the door, just as Walter called out his next order. <em>Guns... On the guns</em>. <br><br>The clang her boots made on the grated walkway as she ran to the gunwell echoed throughout the cargo hold. Sliding down the ladder, she pulled the hatch and ducked into the gunner's seat, strapping in, just as Walter was bringing the <em>Ellie May</em> around to bear down on McClean. She settled the headset that would connect her directly to the cockpit as Walter issued the command to their bounty. Almost predictably, a moment later, McClean gave Walter the proverbial middle finger in space, and Jules was given the go-ahead to take out his engines. <br><br>The guns warmed up, Juliette Flowers bit her lower lips as she slowly brought the cannon around to aim at the sloop's black-smoking engine. "He must've been ridin' her hard if the engines are already burnin' like that..." She mused into the mic. "Little higher, Kenz..." She asked softly. Like she was waiting for the perfect moment. The right time... <br><br>And when it presented itself, Jules pressed the double trigger on the gun's stick and two blasts left the cannon, heading straight for the sloops engines. In a&nbsp; shower of sparks, the first blast hit the right engine, taking it out, tilting the ship enough that the second blast from Jules' gun missed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>08-05-2015, 06:32:28</strong>
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				<br>Their routine was almost commonplace these days, after a nearly a year of hunting together.&nbsp; Kenzie was adept at following Walter’s commands almost without hearing them; she preferred to feel the flow of the ship, the pull and the speed and the needs of the vessel, adjusting the controls as though the ship was merely an extension of herself.&nbsp; She often found herself drifting into a place of hyperfocus, another realm of her own reality, where she hardly spoke and the world around moved in slow motion to her reactions.&nbsp; <br><br>Even so, she registered the conversation between the other members of her ship.&nbsp; Their target’s clear refusal to turn himself in. The gunfire from Jules below. <br><br>These were some of her favorite moments, even if she wouldn’t admit it, when the trio worked so effortlessly together, as though of one mind.&nbsp; Jules might give Walter a hard time, but Kenzie wasn’t fooled.&nbsp; She knew the bond between them went deeper than just coworkers.&nbsp; And as much as she’d tried in the past year to maintain her distance, to put up her walls, somehow they had managed to break through.<br><br>Kenzie blinked the thought away as another gunshot shook the ship.&nbsp; <br><br>“Dammit, he’s still trying to make a run for it!” she cried, as she gripped the controls harder and tugged.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>10-05-2015, 18:26:02</strong>
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				Walter was constantly amazed at how well Kenzie handled the <em>Ellie May</em>.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was a competent pilot himself, but the old girl just seemed to respond to Kenzie's touch like a purring kitten.&nbsp; &nbsp;He had, on occasion, asked her if she'd had any pilot's training in her past, but she was evasive on that subject, as she tended to be.&nbsp; And although he was curious, he didn't press the matter.&nbsp; &nbsp;All he cared about was that she could fly his darling ship, and she did that quite well.&nbsp; <br><br>The bounty hunter relinquished the controls over to the blond woman, trusting in her capable hands.&nbsp; He watched through the viewport as Jules' shots neatly took out one of the sloop's engines.&nbsp; It pitched hard to starboard, the remaining engine suddenly finding itself having to do all the work.&nbsp; &nbsp;Debris from the other thruster floated into space, forming an expanding comet-tail behind the ship as it flew.&nbsp; &nbsp; McClean was trying to do evasive action, but it was like watching a one-winged bird trying to fly.&nbsp; "Keep on her, Kenz," he shouted encouragement, as he swung himself out of the pilot's chair.&nbsp; He grabbed the mouthpiece to his transmitter again.&nbsp; "Make it easy on yourself, Jethro," he warned.&nbsp; "You're not gettin' away from us.&nbsp; We're taking you in, one way or another."<br><br>There was no response on the receiver.&nbsp; "Dammit," muttered Walter.&nbsp; &nbsp;He&nbsp; stalked aft of the cutter, toward the docking bay.&nbsp; It was looking more and more like he'd have to use the grapnel.&nbsp; He pulled one of the ship's space suits off of the bulk, suited up, and yanked the helmet down over his head.&nbsp; &nbsp;He secured the latches in place, and turned the suit on.&nbsp; He felt it fill with pressurized air, and the steady flow of oxygen to his helmet.&nbsp; Finally, he grabbed a shotgun, made sure it was weapons-ready, before eyeing the grapnel gun.<br><br>"See if you can hit that other engine, Jules," he said into the ship's shortwave.&nbsp; "This'll be a lot easier if he's not movin'."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>17-05-2015, 17:09:57</strong>
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				Jules flicked a few switches on the gun’s targeting system while she listened to her crew talk back and forth in the headset that was perched on her head. Walter knew exactly what his girls – both humans and his ship – were capable of and he trusted each of them to do the job well. They made a highly effective team. <br><br>At that thought, the image of all three of them, flesh naked and sweaty, writhing together on top of a rug that had been laid out in the ship’s galley, flashed through Jules’ mind and caused her to bite her lower lip as she took aim at McClean’s remaining engine. The jerky movements of his ship were making that difficult, however. <br><br>A soft, but deadly curse slipped from her lips as she shifted in the gunning seat, trying to find a better vantage point to take aim. <br><br>Walter’s voice floated over the communications channel again. Telling her about the remaining engine. She was about to inform him that she knew how to do her job when it clicked in her brainpan that his voice was coming&nbsp; over the shortwave from one of the spacesuits they housed.&nbsp; “Don’t you open those bay doors til he’s dead in the black, Captain.” She said harshly, through gritted teeth. “The way he’s still sputterin’ out there, he’s liable to clip your chord and send you spinning before you even get a shot of. Then where would Kenz and I be, all alone on this ship we’d just have to keep flyin’...”<br><br>“On<em> second</em> thought…” She teased, right before she squeezed the trigger and sent two more blasts straight for the criminal’s remaining, heavily smoking engine. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>20-05-2015, 04:05:42</strong>
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				She focused only on the controls in front of her. What Walter and Jules did when it came to nabbing their man was played out between them.&nbsp; Kenzie was a fantastic shot.&nbsp; With a gun.&nbsp; Her skills at crafts didn’t extend past flying them. Thankfully, she didn’t need that skill, as her mates were more than skilled.&nbsp; In all her past, Kenz had never met someone who could fire the gunner the way Jules could. <br><br>She tilted the ship, bringing the craft around to make Jules’ next shot easier.&nbsp; McClean wasn’t going to outrun them.&nbsp; He had no where to hide.&nbsp; They would eventually get their man, one way or another.&nbsp; &nbsp;With a precision honed from years of experience, she eased the ship around, closer to the mark, but still with enough distance to avoid being effected by the impact. <br><br>“Let’s finish this, Jules,” Kenzie added, hoping she got the shot before Walter did something stupid… 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>20-05-2015, 20:42:16</strong>
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				"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" he responded to Juliette.&nbsp; &nbsp;That was the relationship between the two--always goading each other, needling each other, coming up with mild barbs despite the obvious amount of affection they had for each other.&nbsp; &nbsp; Safely ensconced in the space suit, Walter sealed off the docking bay, punching through all the safety protocols to make sure that the rest of the ship wouldn't be affected by the vacuum.&nbsp; Once the indicator flashed green, indicating that all the seals were in place, he opened the docking bay hatch.&nbsp; As the doors opened outward, he felt the rush of air around him as it all blew out into space.&nbsp; &nbsp;He held tightly onto a support beam until it did, bracing himself against the torrent.<br><br>And then, he could see the absolute blackness of space--punctuated, that is, by the million little pinpricks of stars.&nbsp; And Jethro's ship, listing like a wounded bird.&nbsp; He watched as Juliette took out the remaining engine with the second salvo, and then the sloop tumbled gently in place--engine-dead, propelled only by its momentum and Newton's First Law.<br><br>"That's it.&nbsp; Bring me close, Kenz," he said, letting go of the support beam.&nbsp; Holstering his shotgun, he clomped over to the grapnel sight.&nbsp; The grapnel itself was mounted on the underbelly of the <em>Ellie May</em>, just like the cannon, although he could aim and fire it from the controls in the docking bay.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was no point in trying to get fancy--Walter aimed for the thickest part of the sloop, and fired.&nbsp; There was no noise in space, but he saw the harpoon fly out and the thick, steel line pay out behind it.&nbsp; He saw it sink into the hull of the sloop, its frame shuddering and reversing its rotation with the force of the impact, and then wound it back, so that the tether went taut and vibrated with the tension.&nbsp; <br><br>"Going aboard now," he told the ladies, and through the port side viewscreen they saw his bloated, puffy spacesuit pull itself along the grapnel line.&nbsp; He made his way over to the sloop, where he hesitated, before producing a plasma cutter.&nbsp; &nbsp;It glowed red with the intense heat, and he cut into the hull of the ship.&nbsp; The process was slow, laborious, but he managed to, at last, cut himself a doorway before pulling himself in.<br><br>There was radio silence for a few minutes, in which all they could hear over the shortwave was the sound of Walter's breathing.&nbsp; Then, everything seemed to happen at once.<br><br>There were gunshots, a yell from McClean, and then a corresponding yell from Walter.&nbsp; More gunshots, the roar of his shotgun.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then the gunshots stopped, and instead they heard grunts and other odd sounds, as if the two men were taking their fight to a physical altercation.&nbsp; &nbsp;This continued for a while--grunts, various bangs and clatters, and then a final, fleshy smack.<br><br>"He's out," said Walter, at last.&nbsp; He was breathing heavily; no doubt it had been a close call.&nbsp; "Comin' back to the ship."<br><br>A few minutes later, they saw not one, but two space suits returning.&nbsp; One seemed to be limp, lifeless, while the other pushed and dragged it.&nbsp; &nbsp;The grapnel was withdrawn, and the scuttled sloop was left to drift, just another piece of space junk.<br><br>It was another minute or two after that that the docking bay was repressurized and unsealed and they could finally enter.&nbsp; Walter threw the unconscious Jethro on the deck--he was a mean-lookin' cuss, with a thick black beard and a jutting brow.&nbsp; &nbsp;Walter was rubbing his knuckles, which appeared to be bloody.&nbsp; There was also a purple bruise on his cheek, where presumably Jethro had gotten in a good punch of his own.<br><br>"Let's throw him in the brig,"&nbsp; said Walter.&nbsp; "And then let's set a course for New Cheyenne."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>22-05-2015, 20:54:03</strong>
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				As soon as Juliette saw the shots pierce the second engine of the sloop, she let out a whoop of excitement. The headset was tugged off of her ears and tossed towards its corresponding hook before she made the mad dash out of the chair and up the ladder towards the cockpit of the <em>Ellie May</em>. There she could stand behind Kenzie and listen as Walter made his way aboard their quarry’s ship. <br><br>She was walking up behind the blonde beauty in the pilot’s seat as Walter was working on using the plasma cutter to open the hull of the other ship. “That bastard better not be waiting for him on the other side with a rifle…” She murmured softly, moving to one of the ship’s consoles. There, she brought up the vid feed from the underside of the <em>Ellie May</em>. It gave the girl’s a clear view of Walter cutting the hole….and then slipping in unscathed. <br><br>While she wanted to warn him, Jules knew to keep her mouth shut at a time like this. Walter was good at his job. Grand, even. And having a harpy in his ear, making sure he stayed on his toes would only be a distraction. So she chewed on her left thumbnail as they listened intently to his breathing while he scoured the ship for McClean. <br><br>Shouts broke out and Juliette’s hand went to Kenz’s shoulder, clutching there as her heart stopped when the shots started ringing out. And then the sound of punches and insults being thrown. <br><br><em>“Húndàn…”</em> Juliette whispered, biting her lower lip as her eyes were glued to the screen, waiting for Walter to give the okay. When his breathless voice rang out, she let her eyes close.<br><br><strong>“FINALLY….”</strong> She called out, exasperated and falling back a bit onto the bulkhead with a sigh. “Took you long enough, Captain…” She then waited until both of the spacesuits had exited the sloop and turned towards the hallway to make her way out of the cockpit and down to the docking bay. A few moments later, the light was green, signaling repressurization, and Jules stepped through the doorway and into the docking bay. <br><br>She helped to remove Jethro’s helmet and uncable Walter from the ship and his spacesuit, working to hang the life-saving pieces of equipment in their proper place. She’d let Kenzie deal with the uncoupling of the sloop from their ship and tracking their new course while she and Walter dealt with the unconscious Jethro. After hanging the second suit up, she stepped forward, Jethro still at their feet and reached up, grimacing at the bruise forming on Walter’s cheek. “He landed one good one on ya, hmm?” She asked, reaching up to inspect it softly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>24-05-2015, 02:23:02</strong>
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				She watched as Juliette easily fired at the last engine, and upon impact the other ship was dead in the proverbial waters of space, left only with the momentum from its last direction carrying it along the currents of emptiness.&nbsp; With no friction in the space’s vacuum, only their ship could change the course of the sloop.&nbsp; But Kenzie needed not worry about that.&nbsp; With little effort, she gracefully moved their ship close, setting them on an identical trajectory and speed as Jethro’s dead craft.&nbsp; <br><br>Kenzie fiddled with a few more buttons and then watched as Walter made his way along the grappling line.&nbsp; Bathed in her own silence, she gasped as Jules joined her and both turned up the speakers on the feed that came from Walter’s headset, the only inkling they had of the events occurring on the other ship.&nbsp; <br><br>She let herself go cold, a stable rock in the storm that seemed to swirl in Juliette’s heart.&nbsp; Kenzie wasn’t blind to the relationship that had developed between her two cohorts, one that had changed to include even her during their last foray together.&nbsp; The three had yet to address what might happen next, and Kenzie pushed the thoughts back to the recesses of her brain.&nbsp; For now, the important part was that they secured this bounty if they wanted to see dinner on the table and another tank of fuel for Ellie.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching up, she rested her hand a top of Jules, a silent offer of support and comfort for the woman whose eyes were glued to the screen, unable to look away, even though the only view was the door Walter had left in the side of the ship.&nbsp; Minutes dragged and seconds piled up and still their companion was struggling to bring down McClean.&nbsp; The man was intent on going down with a fight, even though he was stranded in space garbage.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, as Jules iterated with her statement, Walter confirmed his success.&nbsp; He reappeared, moving across the distanced that spanned the two ships to rejoin them in the Ellie May.&nbsp; Kenzie flipped a few switches on the controls and punched in the coordinates for New Cheyenne, letting the other two handle the arduous task of transporting their bounty to the brig.&nbsp; Fingers flew over her touch screen, charting the path, uploading the data from their last trip and letting the computer run a projection of any space debris they might encounter along the way.&nbsp; Then she set the ship to autopilot, patted her controls lightly in a tender gesture and rose to join Walter and Jules in the main area of the ship once they completed their task. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>25-05-2015, 04:18:01</strong>
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				"Yeah, as it turns out, I chose exactly the wrong moment to take off my helmet," replied Walter, to Juliette, with a lopsided grin.&nbsp; "Can't see in that damn thing."&nbsp; &nbsp;The brunette's fingers were cool on his cheek, a welcome touch there after the dull, throbbing pain of Jethro's fist.&nbsp; He kept one eye on their bounty as she helped him out of his suit--with dangerous outlaws like Jethro, one could never be too sure.&nbsp; He stayed blessedly unconscious, however.&nbsp; "Come on, you big oaf," he grumbled at him, anyway, as he struggled to pick up the recumbent man.&nbsp; Walter was no lightweight, but Jethro easily outweighed him by at least 50 kg or more.&nbsp; He eventually had to settle for stooping to haul the man up by lifting underneath his arms while Jules got his legs.&nbsp; And then it was a matter of grunting and groaning, stumbling out of the docking bay and down the companionway and manhandling him one deck above, to the brig, where Walter finally heaved him unceremoniously onto the metal floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;The man was so heavy that Walter had to stop and catch his breath for a few minutes.<br><br>Bent over double, gasping, he noticed Jules' boots.&nbsp; "What have I...told you...about wearing...your boots...on board the old girl?"&nbsp; he wheezed.&nbsp; "The only one who gets to...wear boots on the ship is me."&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a futile argument, he knew, and one that they'd had a hundred times.&nbsp; She'd pointed out, again and again, the hypocrisy and the thinly veiled sexism of the proclamation, but he stuck to his guns.&nbsp; He didn't care.&nbsp; Really, he just liked seeing her feet.<br><br>Catching his second wind, he put a shackle around Jethro's ankle and locked the restraint.&nbsp; &nbsp;The brig was a small, cramped enclosure; really, all it had room for was the thin cot and a hole in the deck which served as both a toilet and an all-purpose drain.&nbsp; &nbsp; It wasn't meant to accommodate anyone for long, only long enough to hold them until the ship made port.&nbsp; &nbsp;Slamming the iron bars home, he turned the key in the lock until it clicked satisfyingly, assuring that their captive would not go anywhere anytime soon.<br><br>"Well, that's done," he said, wiping his hands.&nbsp; "Money in the bank."<br><br>He and Juliette met back up with Kenzie in the cockpit.&nbsp; He glanced at the ship's computer, noting that a course had indeed been laid out for New Cheyenne.&nbsp; It was the fourth planet in the Centauri solar system, and probably one of the most densely populated.&nbsp; &nbsp;If he remembered his history right--which he wasn't sure he did--it had been the second planet that the early colonists had settled on.<br><br>"Well," he said, putting a hand on Kenzie's shoulder and giving her an impromptu shoulder massage.&nbsp; "Looks like we have about eight hours to kill.&nbsp; What did y'all want to do now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>25-05-2015, 21:17:35</strong>
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				Outside the brig, on the companionway, Juliette was gripping the railing, bent over and like Walter, equally hauling in breaths after lugging around a man almost three-times her size. As Walter commented on her footware, a smile pulled her lips back and she glanced over at him. <br><br>“I wear….what I want….” She wheezed out, then straightened and spun for the stairs, pressing a hand to the small of her back while Walter shackled up their quarry. “Ain’t no….concern of yours…” <br>She slowly made her way back to the cockpit, reaching it just before Walter reappeared there and going over the engine specs as Kenzie got the ship turned towards and plotted for New Cheyenne. Satisfied everything was looking good, she stood and grinned over at Kenzie and Walter. <br><br>“Seeing as how our bounty went as smooth as it could have – minus some bruisin’ on the Captain – hows about we celebrate? Been chasin’ McClean awhile now. I’ll whip us up some eats… and I know you got something stored away to drink, Cap.” She said, the want and pleasure evident in her voice even as she swung out of the cockpit and back towards the galley, not waiting for her companions to answer. Because who was going to turn her down? <br><br>Instead, she hummed cheerfully as her boots clanked along the gangway towards the center of the ship. Its table still held the remnants of Kenzie’s spilled coffee and the tiny compact kitchen was filled with drawers and secured shelves were things that could keep for years were stored. She started peeking through them, looking for some of their favorites to rehydrate and heat up. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>28-05-2015, 04:16:58</strong>
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				Kenzie stiffened slightly as Walter’s hand moved to her shoulder, but she forced herself to relax as he began to rub.&nbsp; She had never been an extremely intimate person.&nbsp; Her encounter with the pair a few days ago had been her first time to lay with anyone since she’d fled her home a few years before, and even then she’d been very hesitant to trust anyone with her body.&nbsp; But Walter and Jules had drawn her in so quickly, so smoothly, that Kenzie had found herself melting into their arms, giving in to the pleasure and release she’d needed for so long. <br><br>She wondered if Walter’s mind had been drawn back to that moment as easily as hers had.&nbsp; She watched as Juliette headed for the kitchen to put something on the stove, then turned to face Walter, blue eyes filled with more questions than answers.&nbsp; <br><br>“Eight hours is plenty of time to kill…” she began.&nbsp; “Food and drink is a good place to start though.”&nbsp; What was she even thinking.&nbsp; Kenzie pulled away from Walter, letting the space between them grow, even though a part of her wanted nothing more than the throw herself back at him, and beg for him and Jules to repeat what they’d done to her the first time.&nbsp; Admitting such wants was out of character for the woman who kept her heart on ice and her body as cold as a glacier.&nbsp; But the way Jules had approached her, pulled her closer, brushed her lips against Kenzie’s closed mouth had sparked a fire that had raged inside her for the next few hours.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned back to Walter, her heels clicking on the floor.&nbsp; Jules might prefer boots, but Kenz had always had a passion for a variety of shoes.&nbsp; “Or?”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>29-05-2015, 20:30:06</strong>
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				"As long as it ain't beans again.&nbsp; I hate beans," said Walter, in response to Juliette.&nbsp; &nbsp;He tilted his head, one eyebrow raising curiously, as Kenzie pulled away from him.&nbsp; That wasn't quite the reaction he had expected.&nbsp; Then again, what <em>had</em> he expected?&nbsp; The blond had made it very clear that she wasn't going to answer any questions about her past.&nbsp; True, she fit in with he and Jules like the third leg of a stool, but the woman was a closed book of secrets.&nbsp; And Walter, who had a skeleton or two of his own in his closet, could certainly respect that.<br><br><em>This is what separates the men from the boys</em>, he thought to himself.&nbsp; <em>Knowin' when a woman is playin' hard to get--and when she simply needs her alone time.</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;Watching the blond, she certainly appeared to be giving off some mixed signals.&nbsp; &nbsp;Was she regretting their last liaison in the bunk?&nbsp; &nbsp;Or did she want him to pursue her?&nbsp; <br><br>He decided to hedge his bets.&nbsp; "Yeah, I always keep a bottle of Old Flannagan's underneath the console," he admitted.&nbsp; "For...special occasions."&nbsp; &nbsp;Like when he couldn't get to sleep.&nbsp; Or needed to calm his nerves.&nbsp; Or was bored.<br><br>He knelt by Kenzie's legs, opening the compartment and fishing around underneath.&nbsp; Where was it?&nbsp; It had to be there, among the old radio parts and engine coils and bulkhead paint--ah, there it was.&nbsp; Fishing out the green bottle of whiskey, he levered off the cork with his thumb and took a swig, before passing the bottle to Kenzie.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>31-05-2015, 22:08:21</strong>
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				He approached, and she leaned back back against the console, her eyes following him as he bent down and reached around her to retrieve his prize.&nbsp; Whiskey had always been one of her favorites, one of the few habits from her past she hadn’t relinquished in her present.&nbsp; After his swig, she took the offered bottle and tipped it up, taking a long, throat burning chug.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“Good stuff.&nbsp; Well distilled,” she added, choosing to stare at the bottle rather than Walter.&nbsp; She had spent how long? A year? on this ship and she’d never felt nervous around Walter before. Her cold vener had always protected her from allowing either of her partners to crack inside her shell.&nbsp; But that had changed when she’d joined them in bed, and she could feel a part of her had been given in that moment.&nbsp; Kenzie glanced down the hallway where Jules was playing in the kitchen, and motioned with her head.&nbsp; <br><br>“Should we should join her?”&nbsp; <br><br>Not that moving the duo to the kitchen would suddenly relieve her of the tension that played across her shoulders.&nbsp; When they were busy hunting McClean, he took all their focus, effort, manning the computers on their quest to hunt him down.&nbsp; But with that task behind them, the past came crashing back, a night of revelry that Kenzie hadn’t allowed herself to think about, much less talk about it.&nbsp; <br><br>But deep down… she knew she craved it.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>01-06-2015, 04:59:42</strong>
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				Walter watched, nonplussed, as Kenzie upended the bottle, her throat working as she chugged it as easily as grain beer.&nbsp; &nbsp;He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing sprang to mind, so he shut it again.&nbsp; He could do nothing but gape as she finally handed it back, a good deal lighter than before, and wiped her mouth on her arm.<br><br>"Er..." he said, still a bit awed by that display.&nbsp; Stars, the woman was full of secrets and hidden talents, wasn't she?&nbsp; He nodded mutely in response to her suggestion.&nbsp; "Yeah, sure."<br><br>Following on the blond woman's heels, he stared at the back of her head, trying to figure the woman out.&nbsp; He took another swig almost absent-mindedly.<br><br>The galley was small--every space was at a premium, on a spaceship of this size--and was just barely large enough to accommodate three people, if they didn't mind getting cozy.&nbsp; Jules was frying up something or other, so Walter pressed up against her from behind, his arms reaching around.&nbsp; "Whiskey incoming," he warned her before the bottle was set against her lips and lifted.&nbsp; He watched her drink, not nearly so gluttonously as Kenzie had, but definitely no lightweight herself.&nbsp; Finally, he wiped her mouth by swiping her lips with his thumb before sitting down in one of the kitchen's only two chairs.<br><br>Licking the drops of alcohol from his thumb, he looked back at the blond.&nbsp; &nbsp;He tried breaking the ice.&nbsp; "So, any idea what you're going to do with your share of the bounty, Kenz?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>01-06-2015, 19:01:44</strong>
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				The <em>Ellie May</em> sported a two-burner combination oven and stove in the galley. No stranger to ship-living, Jules had quickly made use of all three, frying up rice balls, baking an easy bread and settling some type of soup to sizzle. They hadn’t made port in awhile, so focused on the hunt for McClean, that their stash of foodstuffs was now on the thin side. At New Cheyenne, they’d have to restock. <br><br>She had also shed her boots, tucking them away neatly and let the pair of black suspenders that kept her pants high on her waist, drop off of her shoulders. They slung low around her hips, framing her taunt backside from behind. It was a relaxed state of dress for her, one that was easily adoptable now that the job was done. <br><br>Kenzie and Walter got a flash of a smile over her shoulder as they entered the galley. Her attention was on the food, and she heard Walter come up from behind. The press against her body was easy as breathing, making her almost automatically lean back into him as she kept the rice balls going. Her head turned and tilted from the side when he more or less warned her that whiskey would soon be down her throat. Not that she minded. Liquid encouragement and all. Plus, it was her favorite. <br><br>She barely repressed a soft sound of pleasure as his thumb wipe at her mouth. The touch was a tell of Walter’s. It told her he was thinking of her mouth. And where he wanted to put his hands on her. She shifted her weight a bit and smiled down at the food as he moved away. Was Kenzie on fire as well? She shot the blonde a glance before moving the pots of food to the small counter and securing them in their holders. The scene was set much like their last encounter had been. And celebrating their bounty capture with a repeat performance sounded like a great way to Jules to pass the next eight hours in space. <br><br>Plucking the bread out of the oven, switching off the equipment and locking it back up, she set it on a cutting board before grabbing a plate and dolling out a few hot fried rice balls onto it while Kenzie answered Walter’s question. Padding barefoot over to the table, she tugged the remaining chair over next to Walter’s and gestured for Kenzie to sit. Placing the plate on the table she then stepped onto Walter’s neatly offered thigh and propped her pert little ass right on the table in front of him, tucking her feet onto his thighs before picking up a rice ball, blowing on it lightly and taking a slow bite. <br><br>Her eyes rose from Walter’s to catch Kenzie’s. There, she smiled. And let her eyes rake over the blonde’s form with blatant slowness. Everything she was remembering was showing in her eyes, she was sure. But it didn’t matter. “Foods up. Help yourself, Kenzie…” <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 04:34:47</strong>
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				Just being around both Jules and Walter allowed Kenzie to feel a little more at ease.&nbsp; The pair fit together like dumplings and rice, moving from conversation to touching with a natural flare that Kenzie knew she’d never match.&nbsp; But seeing it was comforting.&nbsp; To know such things existed.&nbsp; And perhaps share in just a tiny bit of those moments.&nbsp; <br><br>She tilted her head back towards Walter and shrugged.&nbsp; For the last year she’d been saving as much of the bounty as possible.&nbsp; Expenses ate holes through wallets, forcing much to pay for their ship, their food, their ammo, but when she could stock away her money she did.&nbsp; The past was a cruel mistress and Kenzie never knew when hers would come back to haunt her.&nbsp; “Hadn’t thought it through yet, Walt. You?” <br><br>She turned towards Jules and felt a slight crimson tinge her cheeks.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jules eyes spoke far more than any words could, the way she took her time in assessing Kenz, sending a message of clear intent and desire.&nbsp; Flustered, Kenz jumped up and headed for the food, picking up a plate and mumbling something under her breath that might have been a thank you.&nbsp; How she’d managed to let go last time was beyond her, although the alcohol that had run through her veins, loosening the inhibitions she kept so tightly wound might be the best explanation.<br><br>Suddenly more whiskey sounded like a good idea.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 21:50:45</strong>
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				Walter was studying Kenzie intently.&nbsp; It was as if he could see the internal tension, the conflicting desires running through her.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wanted to be coaxed, to be <em>persuaded</em> into joining them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Again.<br><br>"Mmmm, probably use it to spruce up the ol' girl," he responded to her question.&nbsp; With his plate in one hand, he picked up a rice ball in the other, and dropped it into his mouth.&nbsp; He chewed on it, mouth closed, while he continued to study Kenzie.<br><br>He had no objections as the blond seized the bottle and drained the rest of it.&nbsp; If she needed it to ratchet her inhibitions and internal hang-ups down a bit, then so be it.&nbsp; Obviously, he wasn't going to pressure her into doing something she didn't want to do, but if the last time they all bunked together was any indication, she certainly had had no complaints.<br><br>Swallowing his mouthful, he started in on the bread.&nbsp; &nbsp;It wasn't the most fulfilling meal, but he wasn't complaining.&nbsp; Juliette was a better cook in the field than he'd ever be, and he loved seeing her with her boots off and her suspenders hanging loose around her thighs.&nbsp; <br><br>What Kenzie needed, he thought, was a story.&nbsp; Something to break the ice, to make her less self-conscious.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Hey, Jules, do you remember the time we crash-landed in Snowy Gulch?" he began, his mouth still half-full of the bread.&nbsp; "This was on Centauri IX, the furthest habitable planet in the system," he explained to Kenzie, after a swallow.&nbsp; "Winters can easily last thousands of days.&nbsp; &nbsp;We didn't have the necessary equipment to make repairs, and so we did the only thing we could do--sent out a distress call and bunkered down to wait.&nbsp; &nbsp;Took 'em damn near six solar-months to show up.&nbsp; &nbsp;We survived by subsisting entirely on Growler meat and fat during all that time," he said.&nbsp; &nbsp;"To this day, I can't stand to look at one of those big hairy bastards.&nbsp; And we passed the time the only way we knew how."&nbsp; He chuckled, and gave Jules' legs a squeeze.&nbsp; "I'm pretty sure there were times we got real sick of each other, but it was either that or stare at the snow."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 05:25:46</strong>
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				Her eyes were drawn back to Walter as he sat back and asked her around a mouthful of bread. This was one of the reasons she liked Walter. He knew how to read people and situations in the blink of an eye. He could set someone at ease, or have the hair on the back of their neck stand up in fear with one sentence. Hell, she’d see him do it with one word and a gun. <br><br>He brought up their time on Snowy Gulch. They’d barely been working together for a few weeks when that happened. He had just stolen her away with the promise of more pay from her previous employer. She nodded with a smile, wiggling her toes on Walter’s lap and chewing on another rice ball before chiming in. <br><br>“Longest six months of my life…” She said softly, grinning over at Kenzie and giving her a playful, conspiratorial wink. “But I agree on the Growler. My stomach turns if I even smell that meat cookin’ now.” <br><br>She gestured towards Walter, but spoke to Kenzie. “The engine’s were a bust, but the rest of the ship stayed intact, so we were able to keep everything running, especially that beacon. One week, just for fun, and to stay sane, I guess, we made a bet to see who could go nekkid the longest.” Her eyebrows waggled playfully now. <br><br>“I won.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>17-06-2015, 04:12:41</strong>
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				She laughed.&nbsp; Kenzie felt real laughter bubble in her throat at the thought of the two of them running around the ship naked.&nbsp; “Doesn’t surprise me,” she returned. “Jules is the most stubborn person I know when it comes to winning a bet.&nbsp; I couldn’t look at you straight if you’d admitted to me you let Walter beat you on that one.”&nbsp; She tilted the bottle still in her hands, eyeing the inside, but the dark fiery liquid was basically gone.&nbsp; <br><br>She set it down and quickly prepared herself a plate of the food, returning, more at ease, to the table with the other two.&nbsp; She never shared stories of her life or her past.&nbsp; Usually she was the quiet one, listening while Walter and Jules recounted their adventures over a few classes of cheap whiskey or wine.&nbsp; Whatever they could get their hands on with limited funds.&nbsp; She would sip her drink and nod along, wishing life had been so simple for her in the past. <br><br><em>It’s simple now.</em><br><br>If only it were that easy.&nbsp; “I’m not too miffled that growler is off the menu,” she finally offered.&nbsp; &nbsp;“When I was a kid, we didn’t have much money.&nbsp; Dad worked hard, but the pay wasn’t great and that’s about all we could ever afford - if we could afford meat.&nbsp; I’ve sworn it off ever since I came into my own.&nbsp; You’ll never hear me complain about it’s absence.”&nbsp; She twirled her fork around on her plate, her eyes shifting away.&nbsp; What Kenzie did share was experiences, laced in words that connected them in no way to people, places or actually events in her life.&nbsp; <em>Men like that are dangerous.&nbsp; They’ll keep an extra knife in their boot to stab you in the back as soon as you’ve agreed to their terms.&nbsp; &nbsp; The last highrise at the end of main has a hideaway house for criminals on the run from bounty hunters.&nbsp; Our mark will likely be there.</em>&nbsp; Helpful, indicative, but never any details on how or why she knew what she knew.&nbsp; <br><br>There were reasons for her lack of details. <br><br>“Not sure I could have lasted six months with such a limited… supply.”&nbsp; She looked at Jules, the other woman’s face dancing with a delightful grin. It was like they knew, where her head was at.&nbsp; She put down her fork and leaned back, the whiskey finally taking the edge off her nerves. <br><br>“So six months of nothing but growlers and sex.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>19-06-2015, 05:08:09</strong>
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				"And snow.&nbsp; Lots and lots of snow.&nbsp; Enough snow to last a Starsdamn lifetime."&nbsp; He picked up another rice ball and plopped it in his mouth.&nbsp; He ate the way that males typically did--taking bites that were too big, trying to stuff his mouth too full of food, and talking before he had completely finished chewing.&nbsp; "Let me tell you, Kenz, you spend six months cooped up in a ship with someone, you get to know them pretty devilish quick.&nbsp; Jules and I couldn't stand the sight of each other by the end of it. "&nbsp; <br><br>He gave Juliette's knee an affectionate pat, and leaned back against her.&nbsp; "After the rescue, we went our separate ways for a bit.&nbsp; Turned out, though, that through it all we had started to grow on each other after all.&nbsp; Hooked up again a few solar weeks later, and we've been like Bonnie and Clyde ever since."<br><br>He smiled upward at the dark-haired woman, his hands folding atop her feet.&nbsp; Casually, almost automatically, he began to rub them, his fingers pressing and arching over her insteps and his thumbs smoothing along her arches.&nbsp; &nbsp; Then he turned his attention back to Juliette.<br><br>His expression read:&nbsp; I want you to be part of this.&nbsp; This easy intimacy, this relaxed familiarity.&nbsp; &nbsp;I know you want to be part of it, too.&nbsp; I don't know the skeletons in your closet, and perhaps I never will, but you can trust me.&nbsp; Us.&nbsp; You can depend on us.&nbsp; <br><br>He glanced at the now-empty bottle of Old Flannagan's.&nbsp; Unfortunately, the blond woman had drained it, and it was the only whiskey he currently had aboard the ship.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was some stale beer, he thought, in the ship's cooler, but that was about it.&nbsp; <br><br>"Why don't you come sit over here, Kenz," he invited.&nbsp; "Take a load off.&nbsp; Jules'll give you a shoulder rub."&nbsp; He said this with the absolute confidence of someone who cheerfully and happily commits someone else to do a task. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>22-06-2015, 19:46:44</strong>
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				Juliette had been quietly eating little nibbles and bites here and there while Kenzie and Walter talked – exchanging life experiences, sharing little pieces of themselves. The moment was easy, quiet. And fun. And through it all, Walter’s hands had eased over her feet, kneading the arches and muscles there. Movements he had made a thousand times before. <br><br>Movements that had started in the six months they had been cooped up on that snow-forsaken planet. <br><br>He called them Bonnie and Clyde. And then invited Kenzie over. With a promise of Jules fulfilling some comfort. Leaning forward, the dark-haired woman reached for the front of Walter’s shirt. She dragged him towards her and sealed her lips to his in a hard, claiming kiss. One that ended as abruptly as it started. But in that time, she heard Kenzie’s body slide up beside hers on the table, her feet occupying the seat her ass once did. <br><br>“Listen, <em>Clyde</em>, you can quit volunteerin’ me for things now…”<br><br>She turned to Kenzie then, a conspiratorial grin on her face. One that had mischief and pleasure behind in. “I learned a few things about our Captain while on that rock, as well…” She said softly, reaching up to brush a few strands of the other woman’s blonde hair over her shoulder before slipping her hand along Kenzie’s shoulder blades and cupping the back of her neck in a soft caress. One that held. Claimed. Cradled. She leaned in closer as if about to tell her a secret. Her lips still wet from her kiss with Walter, she licked them again. <br><br>“He likes to be on the bottom…” She whispered softly, then sealed her lips to Kenzie’s, slowly, easily. Her hand held the blonde’s head in place, but it wasn’t forceful. Kenzie could pull back if she wanted to. Or she could stay and enjoy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>30-06-2015, 00:22:34</strong>
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				Her heart beat just a little faster.&nbsp; Because she could read the integrity in Walter’s eyes.&nbsp; She’d always know it was there, in his and Jules, else she’d have never stuck around with either.&nbsp; He might stylize them after the two killers of the old world, but neither Walter or Jules had a cruel bone in their body.&nbsp; Kenzie knew cruel. She’d seen cruel.&nbsp; And she’s fled that life for this one, where the people were hard when they needed to be, but only for the right reasons.<br><br><em>I know.</em><br><br>Even if she rarely told them.&nbsp; Even so, with whiskey on the brain, slipping into the seat next to Jules was much easier.&nbsp; She trusted Jules sober.&nbsp; Tipsy, moving closer, letting the brunette's hand find her flesh, guiding lips to hers for that kiss so much like the first time they’d been together, seemed almost natural.&nbsp; Kenzie’s hand slipped around Jules’ torso, finding Walter’s hard chest right there behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>And they kissed. Slowly. Carefully.&nbsp; Dancing the steps that came so naturally to Jules, while Kenzie seemed to need a refresher lesson.&nbsp; Demons were buried deep, and Kenzie let them stay, choosing to give her trust to this woman who had been her companion upon the ship for months and months now.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The kiss broke and she pulled back, her eyes shifting to the man who sat just behind.&nbsp; “Is that so,” she whispered back.&nbsp; &nbsp;“And what else does our captain like?” she teased, almost surprised at the sudden easy slip.&nbsp; &nbsp;Kenzie could drink.&nbsp; Kenzie could put away the shot and never phase.&nbsp; Yet, in this moment, deep down, it was what she wanted.&nbsp; Letting go.&nbsp; Feeling free. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>02-07-2015, 23:52:45</strong>
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				Suddenly, Walter found himself immensely grateful for Juliette.&nbsp; She was much better at this sort of thing than he was.&nbsp; It wasn't that Kenzie didn't like him, but when they weren't chasing down some outlaw or escaping death by the skin of their collective teeth,&nbsp; he had observed that she remained skittish around him, as if she didn't trust him completely.&nbsp; &nbsp;He wondered what had happened to the blond in her past, what devils drove her, what caused her to run out into wild space with a couple of bounty hunters she barely knew.&nbsp; But Jules was magical, she had that way of drawing Kenzie in, putting her at her ease.&nbsp; &nbsp; He had no problem with letting her take the wheel with Kenzie.<br><br>He looked up, watching from his seat as the two women kissed.&nbsp; Hell's bells, what was it about watching two women kiss that was so powerful sexy?&nbsp; He shifted in his seat, his trousers suddenly feeling much, much too tight.&nbsp; <br><br>He still had Jules' feet in his lap, and it was all he could think of to do to continue to rub them, his fingers sliding over her ankles as she made out with Kenzie directly above him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He stared, boldly and unapologetically, as the two women pulled apart at last and, for a second, a single gossamer-thin strand of spittle stretched from lip to lip and then broke.<br><br>Aware that Kenzie had directed the the question toward him, he shook from his entranced stupor.&nbsp; "Well, now, little lady, I do like me a good pair of legs," he grinned up, playfully.&nbsp; He reached over and took Kenzie's foot, his fingers unbuckling the strap, slipping her shoe off, and then setting it beside him in the chair.&nbsp; "Or two pairs, as the case may be," he added, giving Juliette's calf a squeeze through her pants.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>05-07-2015, 18:07:41</strong>
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				And just like that, with a kiss and a few soft words, the walls came crumbling down. Not fully, but enough. Enough to start enjoying each other’s lustful company. The kiss was a slow, careful burn. But it was like lighting a match and cupping it with a hand to protect the fragile flame before touching it to the tinder to ignite. It was one of the things Jules loved to do the most. Start….things. <br><br>She felt Kenzie’s hand on her torso, pulling their upper body’s closer together with the kiss and her own fingers tensed on the blonde’s scalp. Just a pulse. Enough to let her know how the kiss and touch was affecting her. <br>And it was surely affecting the brunette. Especially with Walter’s hands caressing and rubbing her feet. Something Jules knew he loved. And then the kiss broke and her eyes blinked open, watching as Kenzie turned her attention to the man near them, asking what else he liked. Inviting him to show them what else he wanted. <br><br>As it two beautiful women kissing in front of him wasn’t enough. Jules licked her lips, enjoying the taste that lingered there. And while Walter held the blonde’s attention at her feet with his smile and charm, Jules’ hands slipped down to her waist and started to untuck the shirt Kenzie wore. Tugging it out of her shorts. Pulling it free. She had a definite endgame in mind and it all involved pleasure. But nakedness was required for pleasure. <br><br>She leaned forward, brushing her lips against Kenzie’s ear. Teasing. Playful. “When you give him a kiss… Bite his lower lip….” She whispered softly, running her hand down Kenzie’s torso, hip and thigh. She then hooked her fingers in Kenzie’s pants and tugged downwards. Grinning at the blonde as she pulled back, Jules bit her lower lip as she had Kenzie lift her hips just a bit so she could haul the pants downwards, along with whatever underwear Kenzie had on, to put them in reach of Walter before she traced her fingers back up Kenzie’s lovely thighs.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>13-07-2015, 16:00:17</strong>
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				Kenzie let her eyes drift along Walter’s arms as he reached for her foot.&nbsp; She felt the weight of the shoe vanish and then rough hands take hold of the tender arch of her foot and begin to massage.&nbsp; &nbsp;This no woman could complain about.&nbsp; &nbsp;Kenzie chose to wear heels, everywhere, for her own reasons, but she would be lying if she claimed her feet never suffered for it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Walter’s strong hands seemed to find those knots that bunched along the muscles and work them with an expertise that seemed akin only to someone in the profession of working kinks from bodies.&nbsp; She sighed softly and flicked her eyes back to Jules, the whiskey now rushing steady through her veins.&nbsp; <br><br>Jules seemed to waste no time, tugging her shirt free, working her pants slowly off.&nbsp; &nbsp;If Kenzie had any reservations, they seemed to vanish the way the whiskey in the bottle had: quickly and without much thought.&nbsp; &nbsp;Inhibitions seemed less important with Walter’s hands relaxing her and Jules soft voice drifted in the air like a melody.&nbsp; And memories of the week before - all pleasant, all fun - rushed back in, while those that might hold her back seem to bury their heads in the proverbial space sand. <br><br>She helped Jules with the task by wriggling her hips and then reaching down to let the pants slide past her ass.&nbsp; Her blue eyes regarded the other woman for a moment, and then, as though she felt compelled to prove she could do, Kenzie inched forward and pressed her lips softly to Walter’s, letting the kiss develop slowly and perhaps tentatively.&nbsp; Biting would come, in due time, but for the moment, Kenzie let her reacclimate herself to the entire idea of him.&nbsp; <br><br>Because deep down she knew Walter was a good person.&nbsp; A good man.&nbsp; And that he would enjoy her and Jules for who they were.&nbsp; &nbsp;And with that thought her fingers found his neck, her nails running lightly along his flesh before her teeth sunk down against his lower lip, not hard enough to break skin, but enough that he would feel it.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>17-07-2015, 20:57:27</strong>
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				Walter might have disputed Kenz' assertion, had he been able to read her mind.&nbsp; He <em>wasn't</em> a good man.&nbsp; He wasn't a bad one, either, and he certainly did his best, but the cold, hard reality of space meant that sometimes he'd had to do things that kept him up at nights.&nbsp; Like when he'd siphoned fuel from that colony transport ship when he was on the run from the Marshal of Grey Flats.&nbsp; He'd always remember their faces, as they watched him, full of hate and silent scorn.&nbsp; The ship had been bound for New Cheyenne, with the promise of a new start and a better life; many of them had invested their entire life savings into the trip.&nbsp; And now, because of Walter, they'd had to turn around and go home.&nbsp; &nbsp;Oh, he wasn't a complete bastard; he'd left them enough fuel to make it safely back to whatever backwater burgs they'd come from.&nbsp; He could have left them spinning in space until they ran out of air or died of starvation.&nbsp; &nbsp; Many would have, he knew.&nbsp; There wasn't much room for mercy on the hard frontier.&nbsp; &nbsp; But he wouldn't have been able to live with himself if he'd done that.&nbsp; So he'd simply stolen their dreams along with their precious fuel, because he was desperate and he needed to get the hell out of Grey Flats as fast as possible.&nbsp; &nbsp;That was before he hooked up with Jules, of course, and he'd never told her about that.&nbsp; Would she think any less of him for it?&nbsp; <br><br>Sometimes, when he least expected it, and especially on long, quiet nights, such a memory would hit him out of nowhere, with all the force of a physical slap, causing him to flinch and curse.&nbsp; Then again, perhaps that those things <em>did</em> haunt him went to his credit.&nbsp; Were he an evil cuss, wouldn't those kinds of memories slide off him like water off a duck's back?&nbsp; &nbsp; He reckoned that it would.&nbsp; <br><br>He stood up, gently setting both women's feet down in his chair, as Kenzie pulled him into the kiss.&nbsp; He offered no resistance, letting her pull him in like a lasso.&nbsp; Her lips were soft and sweet, exactly as he'd remembered they'd be, and he indulged himself, timidly exploring her teeth with his tongue as she fastened her lips to his in a liplock.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then Jules told her to bite his lower lip, and he shot the brunette a recriminating glance out of the corner of his eye before Kenzie did it.&nbsp; He had to suppress a shiver--he liked leaving marks on women, and he liked it when they left marks on him.&nbsp; More than a few times he'd had to endure a few scabs on his back after Juliette had scratched it up, and he'd never complained.&nbsp; &nbsp;Well, at least seriously.&nbsp; He'd given her all kinds of grief about it, naturally, simply because he could.<br><br>He sunk an arm around the blond's waist and roped her in, securing her thighs against his hip.&nbsp; He slyly wedged his boot in between Kenzie's feet, pushing his leg forward so that the trouserless Kenzie could ride his thigh.&nbsp; With his free hand, he reached out blindly in Jules' direction and sought out her cheek.&nbsp; His rough thumb grazed the woman's lower lip as he cupped her cheek, letting her know she was not forgotten even as he indulged in Kenzie. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>20-07-2015, 16:16:08</strong>
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				That look Walter shot her was enough to pull a soft giggle from Juliette’s lips. He may had hard and tough at times, but she knew the secrets of his body. How to worm her way into him and pull out the ultimate pleasures. And she wasn’t above sharing those secrets for the betterment of the crew, either.<br><br>Or simply because it was <em>fun</em>. <br><br>So when Kenzie sunk her teeth into Walter’s lip, she watched the muscles tense on his arms. And nothing less than a shit-eating grin crossed her face. He pulled the blonde forward on the table, spreading her naked thighs and indulging in another kiss that would sweep lesser women off their feet. At the same time he found her cheek with his free hand and drew her closer, running his thumb over her lips. <br><br>Jules was having none of that, however. She turned her head slightly as she stripped out of her shirt, undoing the rest of the buttons so she could tug the fabric off and let it flutter to the ground. Her lips found his palm and she kissed, then licked slightly before baring her teeth to his thumb and biting, letting him know where she was. Her trousers, already loose, were next, leaving her topless and in just a pair of soft boy-short knickers. Pushing his hand away, she placed it back on Kenzie, using the movement of diving it into her hair to slide off the table and around Walter’s back. She tugged the chair out from behind him so she could slide along his body. Press and glide her hands around his stomach, thighs and waist as she tugged his shirt free. <br><br>The brunette continued her journey around Walter til she reached the other side of Kenzie. One of them broke the kiss as Jules crawled up onto the table. Kneeling next to Kenzie, who’s legs were still wrapped partially around Walter, she slipped a hand inbetween and drew the blonde’s lips to her own. And where before, the women kissing had been soft and sensual, this one was eager and claiming. She let her tongue taste what was left of the whiskey on Kenzie’s breath, let her lips tangle and mesh as she pressed closer, diving into the heat the three of them had created here on their galley table. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>11-08-2015, 05:25:27</strong>
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				Unaware of the subtle play between Walter and Jules, Kenzie’s focus remained on the man whose thigh she was now intimately straddling.&nbsp; Her fingers dug into his shoulders as they kissed, Jules circling and preparing all while the kiss continued.&nbsp; She knew she was feeling the alcohol.&nbsp; Knew it was washing away the walls she’d built so careful as though brick had turned to sand.&nbsp; And the best part was at the moment she hardly cared.&nbsp; Memories dulled and physical sensation dominated. <br><br>And Jules had always made her feel comfortable.&nbsp; Perhaps, she realized, as the kiss broke, that was why she’d stayed so long.&nbsp; So when the brunette pulled her into hungry kiss, exploring with teeth and tongue and lips that sought to make claim of her mouth, Kenzie let her eyes drift closed and one hand twist into Jules’ hair.&nbsp; Because she was hungry too.&nbsp; And now that she’d had that taste, she wanted more.&nbsp; Her own tongue because to dance, darting in and out of Jules’ mouth as the other’s tongue waltzed in hers, equally yielding, taking, and giving.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hips began to move, slowly at first, rubbing her cunt against Walter’s hard thigh.&nbsp; Wetness dampened the cotton that barely covered her slit, and she suddenly ached for more, the hand still on Walter’s shoulder dropping lower to tug at the button on his shirt.<br><br>She needed this.&nbsp; She wanted this. Jules and Walter.&nbsp; And that they wanted her made this moment all the sweeter.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>19-08-2015, 04:04:48</strong>
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				Walter wasn't surprised when Juliette stripped off her shirt.&nbsp; He knew from experience that she needed very little provocation to do so.&nbsp; There were many days when she'd gone around the ship wearing nothing more than his long-tail duster.&nbsp; &nbsp;She did this, he suspected, because she knew it vexed him, slightly; but she also knew it turned him on like nobody's business.&nbsp; &nbsp;And at the juxtaposition of frustration and arousal, there lay raw, mad desire.&nbsp; Such was the nature of their relationship.<br><br>He grunted into Kenzie's lips when Jules bit his thumb, reminding him where she was.&nbsp; &nbsp; He liked running his fingers over the brunette's mouth, for some reason.&nbsp; &nbsp;Like he was blind, and was using his fingertips and sense of touch to tell whether she was smiling or frowning.&nbsp; It was an easy, casual intimacy.&nbsp; Neither of them ever asked for permission, because it was never necessary.&nbsp; They simply knew each other too well.<br><br>But Jules put his hand on Kenzie, and he felt compelled to obey.&nbsp; He felt up the blond's side, probing and exploring, feeling out the curve of her hip, then gliding upward, smoothing along the side of her belly before traipsing over her ribs.&nbsp; Feeling emboldened, he moved his palm upward, over Kenzie's left breast, and gave it an affectionate squeeze through her shirt.&nbsp; His thumb stroked against the material, seeking out her nipple, while his fingers curled and tested the sponginess and springiness of her chest.<br><br>Now Kenzie was pulling away, so she could kiss Jules.&nbsp; &nbsp;He watched them kiss, right in front of his face, and was completely entranced.&nbsp; He had no wish whatsoever to break them apart.&nbsp; It was beautiful.&nbsp; It was like watching an erotic ballet, a sensual dance of lips and tongue and teeth.&nbsp; Already, Jules was eliciting soft little happy sounds from the blonde's throat.&nbsp; He wished he could take a picture for posterity, preserve the moment forever.&nbsp; It was like being a kid on Christmas morning, the overwhelming excitement of the anticipation of things to come.<br><br>He felt Kenzie grind against his thigh, felt the dampness there, and shivered.&nbsp; For a man, there was no aphrodisiac in existence as powerful as knowing he could get a woman wet.&nbsp; &nbsp; Both women, now, were plucking clumsily at his shirt buttons, and so he felt obliged to assist them.&nbsp; He half-unbuttoned, half-ripped his shirt off, discarding it to the side somewhere.&nbsp; He took their hands, one from each woman, and put them on his chest so they could feel his skin, his warmth, the beat of his pulse deep under the flesh.&nbsp; Then he placed his hands on the women, sliding the limbs over them in a ceaseless, never-ending journey of discovery and exploration.&nbsp; He caressed their legs, their arms; he tickled the dark fuzz on Jules' mons while spidering his fingers up Kenzie's belly.&nbsp; &nbsp;He removed Kenzie's shoes with haste, and plucked at her tight shorts, not stopping until he had tugged them off her legs.&nbsp; <br><br>The galley table was going to need to be cleaned after this, he suspected. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>20-08-2015, 02:46:50</strong>
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				The kiss with Kenzie was erotic as always. Each time her lips touched the blonde beauty's, it wasn't simply because she knew together they were a deadly aphrodisiac for even the most chaste of men. She kissed the girl because she wanted to. Because as much as she wanted Walter, she wanted Kenzie as well. And she poured that lust into the kiss. Twisted Kenzie's blonde tresses in her hands, sucked on her lower lip, slid her tongue along her teeth. <br><br>And then, still half-enjoying each other's lips, almost as one, they moved to continue to disrobe the lone man in the room. Just as he continued to disrobe them. Somehow, both Walter and Kenzie were only in their bottoms and then Kenzie was just left in her top. When the kiss broke as Walter tossed Kenzie's shorts aside, the two women were gasping. And grinning at each other. <br><br>Slowly, Jules slid off of the table, wedging herself between Walter and the table on her knees. She could feel Kenzie not far behind her. The women worked in tandem to loosen his pants and drag them, along with the almost thread-bare underwear down off of Walter's hips. His erection sprung to life in front of her eyes. And with a saucy grin, she took it in her grip, stroking him slightly before placing a soft kiss to the tip of his cock and running her lips down along his length. Knowing what he liked, and knowing her partner wouldn't want to be left out, Jules then turned to Kenzie, and leaned back to allow her access to their Captain's length as well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>29-08-2015, 22:52:03</strong>
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				<br>Walter’s fingers brushed along her curves, tender and gentle, exploring her shape.&nbsp; &nbsp;While Jules and Walter had been fucking for longer than Kenzie had known them, this was only her second rodeo with the pair.&nbsp; She wondered if that was because she had made a point to avoid them in the hours that would lead to their coupling, preferring to give them privacy, even if Jules tended to walk around half naked just to tease Walter.&nbsp; Or he would ogle her breasts over dinner like it was no big deal.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Sex had never been some secret on this ship.&nbsp; <br><br>But that didn’t matter now.&nbsp; She was here, intoxicated, and Jules’ mouth was on hers, their kiss heating up as Walter’s fingers found her breast and began to caress and massage the perky flesh.&nbsp; Kissing Jules was like drowning in nectar and tasting ambrosia, a heavenly combination meant only for goddesses in the sight of their god, which is exactly how Kenzie felt in that moment.&nbsp; Slipping into a dream,yielding to desires, letting her long pent of need for Jules flood to the surface.&nbsp; She wanted Walter.&nbsp; She did.&nbsp; But Jules stirred something in her she’d never felt before, and her mouth couldn’t stop kissing the brunette, as though a door had been unlocked and the passion behind it burst out, finally released.&nbsp; <br><br>Fingers were working off Walter’s shirt now, And then the kiss was broken so that more clothing could come off.&nbsp; Shorts gone, and then Walter’s pants and Kenzie stood frozen for a moment as Jules nestled between his legs to kiss his raging hard cock.&nbsp; At the look in Jules’ eyes, she relaxed, joining her on the floor, feeling her comfort with Walter and the brunette increasing as they went, as her body craved what she knew would come…<br><br>She leaned forward and ran her tongue along Walter’s cock and then tilted her face to kiss Jules’ again, mouth and tongue brushing cock between kisses. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>01-09-2015, 08:09:58</strong>
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				The two women clearly were attracted to each other.&nbsp; That much was obvious.&nbsp; This was no performance, no show put on solely for his benefit; there was genuine passion in their kisses, authentic need in their embrace.&nbsp; If he wasn't even in the room, no doubt they would continue to entertain each other just fine.<br><br>But Jules and Walter shared an extremely close intimacy, one that was so casual, so comfortable, that sexuality was as natural as any other method of communication.&nbsp; She knew him, his quirks and fetishes and turn-ons and he, to a lesser extent, knew hers.&nbsp; It wasn't unusual at all for them to shower together, not as anything particularly kinky or erotic, but just as a matter of course.&nbsp; &nbsp;He wasn't a jealous lover, because he knew that the bond they shared would be one that could never be supplanted or replaced.<br><br>She hungered for the blond.&nbsp; Walter knew it.&nbsp; Kenzie was an enigma wrapped up in a mystery, but damn it all if she wasn't smokin' hot.&nbsp; He couldn't blame Jules one bit.&nbsp; Truth be told, he wanted a piece of her himself, but because he was a gentleman (well, for a given value of "gentleman") he'd hung back, given her her space.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>But as she joined the brunette on the floor, stripping him of his trousers and feeling their way between his legs, he felt he could no longer control himself.&nbsp; &nbsp;They were a study in contrasts, Juliette and Kenzie.&nbsp; One dark-haired, one blond; one confident and sassy, the other furtive and mysterious.&nbsp; He put one hand on Jules' head, and the other one on Kenzie's, winding his fingers into their hair.&nbsp; &nbsp;He watched them as they traded kisses around his cock, their pink tongues occasionally flicking out to slide along the tumescent fleshy member.&nbsp; Two pairs of lips on his junk--what more could a man want?&nbsp; He moaned softly, under his breath, rocking forward on the balls of his feet as he watched them kiss, over and around his organ. <br><br>The two goddesses were preparing him for the ritual, teasing and coaxing his sexual organ into shape, and Walter knew it could only end one way--with one goddess riding his hips while the other one rode his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>04-09-2015, 04:48:02</strong>
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				Those bright hazel eyes of Juliette’s flicked up to Walter as his fingers threaded through her loose locks, sending tingles down her spine. Her own hand mimicked the motion, except it wrapped around the base of his cock. And she held his gaze as she teased just the tip of his ever-hardening member with her tongue, her lips pulled back into an easy grin. <br><br>One that she then directed at Kenzie as the blonde was knelt beside her, Walter’s other hand taking up similar residence on her head. His cock was momentarily forgotten by her mouth as her lips found Kenzie’s, kissing, reminding herself how hot the blonde tasted. How much she hungered for the woman and to unravel her mysteries, both in bed and out. Her tongue danced with Kenzie’s before their lips parted.<br><br>Kenzie's mouth found Jules and any hesitation the woman might have held before had vaporized like Mcclean's chances of being a free man.&nbsp; Wet and heavy, their lips pressed together, tongues searching for purchase inside the walls of their mouths, teasing and dancing and then pulling back her eyes shifted to the cock between them.&nbsp; Hungry, she pulled it into her mouth, sucking hard, before slowly drawing her mouth back up the shaft so that when she released it, it fell immediately toward Jules.<br><br>And the grin never left Jules' lips as she wrapped them around their Captain's cock and repeated the motion, much the same as Kenzie. Her free hand moved to the blonde as her cheeks drew inward, her fingers playing over the breasts of her companion on the floor. When she pulled back, she tilted her head to the side a bit, letting Walter's shaft move along her lips as she pursed them. She drew Kenzie just those few little inches forward, so the blonde was on the opposite side, and with a grin, ran her lips up and down Walter's throbbing cock.<br><br>Kenzie's eyes followed Jules' mouth, her nipples erect from the way the other woman's fingers teased over the skin. She licked her lips and then moved back to Walter's cock, a long stroke of her tongue matching the motion of Jules' lips, both mouths now intent on pleasing the thick cock between them. Kenzie's fingers rose to run lightly along Walter's balls and then she dropped her mouth to lick his sac, leaving his cock for Jules for the moment a she focused her attention lower. <br><br>As Kenzie's beautiful blonde head dipped low, Jules couldn't hold back the moan when she took Walter's cock in her mouth again. Her lips sealed around it and she sucked him long and deep, laving the underside with her tongue before pulling back off slowly. But not all the way off... No. She loved the sounds they were pulling not only from each other, but from the Captain who's fingers were tightening at the back of her head in that instant. It made the air in the room electric. So she repeated the process. Before sucking hard and letting his cock out of her lips with an audible, pop, leaning back to watch Kenzie.<br><br>Kenzie went at Walter's balls wet and sloppy, her coordination lacking from the whiskey, although her tongue had little trouble making a mess.&nbsp; Finally she pulled back, blue eyes meeting Jules’ hazel, before leaning forward to pull Walter's cock back into her mouth as deep as she could, the tip hitting the back of her throat as she sucked hard. She was wet between her legs, aching for more, wanting to kiss Jules again and fuck Walter again and end up sandwiched between them.&nbsp; After another hard suck she let go, pulling Jules back to her mouth and kissing her hard.<br><br>The moan as she watched Kenzie deep throat Walter was cut off when the blonde’s lips met Jules’. And she knew she wanted that mouth elsewhere on her body. Her hands left the Captain and joined his in the blonde’s hair, dragging her closer. Walter’s cock bounced against their jaws as the women devoured each other, Jules’ hands insistant on Kenzie’s body as she gripped and groped.<br><br>Finally breaking away on a gasp, she gave Kenzie’s lips one final lick before pushing up off of her feet and turning to perch her ass on the table, spreading her legs wide and pulling Kenzie between them. “Your lips were made for sinnin’, darling…” She whispered softly to the other woman. “Let’s put them to that use…” Her hands guided Kenzie down her body as she gazed up at Walter over the other woman. <br><br>“And tell the Captain what you want, sweetheart, before you occupy your mouth with other pursuits…” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>07-09-2015, 05:11:25</strong>
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				Walter watched, enrapt, as the two women shared his cock, trading it back and forth between them like a communal joint.&nbsp; Juliette, he knew, was familiar with the taste of his dick, but it was a treat to watch--and feel!--Kenzie sample it as well.&nbsp; Jules was her usual coy, teasing self, flicking his tip several times with her tongue before finally passing his rod between her lips; but Kenzie seemed to suck on it with a particular need, with a hunger.&nbsp; Her cheeks caved in with the effort, as if she was trying to suck all the cum from it through sheer will alone.&nbsp; He liked the way that Kenzie slurped and sucked, before passing his penis to Jules to do the same, so he could compare their techniques, contrast them against each other.&nbsp; He found that he didn't have a preference between the two; that the blonde's needy, deep-throat technique was just as pleasurable as, although different from, Jules' lighter touch.&nbsp; &nbsp; He had to give bonus points to Kenzie for licking and slurping at his balls; it was good to see a woman pay homage to his testicles.&nbsp; It was, after all, them that would manufacture the white, salty sperm that would inevitably fill their bellies and wombs.&nbsp; &nbsp;But he also liked the way that Jules released him with an audible pop, accentuating the force with which she had been sucking him into her mouth.&nbsp; No, he couldn't decide which he liked better; and in truth, would have been perfectly happy to play penis roulette as they took turns sucking on him, back and forth, until he spilled his seed across somebody's tongue.<br><br>He was awash in a sea of female pheromones, of raw feminine sexuality.&nbsp; He was swimming in it.&nbsp; It was wonderful; it caused every nerve to twang and vibrate with ecstatic energy.&nbsp; He wanted to touch and taste and smell and feel everything; it didn't matter whose body, Kenzie's or Jules', it was.&nbsp; His hands roamed from one to the other, and then back again, groping, caressing, squeezing.&nbsp; <br><br>But Jules wanted more.&nbsp; He watched as she parked her naked ass on the galley table--the same table he ate from--and beckoned Kenzie to go down between her legs.&nbsp; The look she shared with Walter was one of languid triumph, her grin the one of the cat that ate the canary.&nbsp; &nbsp;Walter wrapped his arms around Kenzie's waist, his right hand delving between her legs.&nbsp; He sunk his first and second fingers into her, teasing her with a twitching, curling motion, akin to plucking at a guitar string.&nbsp; He put his left hand on the back of the blonde's head, and gently but firmly pushed it between Jules' legs.&nbsp; <br><br>He wanted her wet and dripping for him while she ate Jules out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>29-09-2015, 20:51:58</strong>
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				Kenzie watched as Jules moved with a seductive grace, the woman clearly confidence on her feet as she settled herself on the table in front of Kenz.&nbsp; Walter behind her was an aphrodisiac, and while she was comfortable with the turn of events, the sudden fingers sliding inside her, caressing her clit and making work of the depths of her pussy, brought a gasp of pleasure to her lips, a sigh that was quickly drowned out as Walter pushed her forward.&nbsp; Her mouth collided with Jules pussy, open and ready, tongue lashing the woman’s cunt as feverishly as it has ravished Walter’s cock moments before.&nbsp; <br><br>She was torn between them, used on both ends her cunt and her mouth awash in some form of giving or receiving pleasure… and she liked it.&nbsp; Her hands spread Jules’ leg’s even more as she worked to suckle the woman’s nub of pleasure, and run her tongue in long swirling patterns along the folds of her pussy.&nbsp; <br><br>All while Walter’s fingers brought the heat to her loins.&nbsp; As though she could draw more from Jules and transfer Walter’s caresses through her tongue, the movements became one, in sync, a pattern, where fingers and tongue played the same rhythms across her body.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her nails dug into Jules’ flesh, gripping her harder as she clenched her pussy tighter…. “Damn Walter!” she gasped, arching her back as she dove back into in Jules…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>29-09-2015, 22:03:05</strong>
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				Whether they were on a mission to steal the largest diamond ever to be mined or in a gun battle that threatened their very existence, Juliette and Walter were a team. Their easy camaraderie and affection for one another played heavily too, in how they handled things in the bedroom. <br><br>Or on the galley table, for this particular interlude. <br><br>He knew exactly what she liked. And exactly how to take the soft lead, beckoning Kenzie to Jules’ pussy, pushing her straight towards where the brunette wanted her the most. <br><br>Juliette answered the feeling of the woman’s tongue and lips on her glistening womanhood with a soft, sultry moan. The rest of the ship, the world, the ‘Verse was fading away. Nothing else mattered but what was happening right here, right now. And as Jules balanced on one hand flat on the table behind her, she slid her fingers of the other into the blonde tresses of the woman currently inbetween her thighs.<br><br>Kenzie had traded her enthusiasm for Walter’s cock in her mouth, for Jules’ pussy. And it was paying off in spades as she writhed on the table in front of the blonde. And Walter. Who’s eyes she met over the woman between them. And grinned. Grinned just before she gasped hard. <br><br>“Gooorrrammmm, Kenz…” She moaned out, hooking her bare feet onto the edge of the table so she could give the woman more room. “Yes, baby, just like that… Just… like…” She groaned and then squeaked. “Walter! Make her cum. All over your fingers – same time I spill on her face. Now, now…. NOW!” She screamed. Just as she shattered and climaxed. The first of many for the night.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2015, 07:23:13</strong>
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				Walter and Juliette, indeed, were a team.&nbsp; They didn't quite flow seamlessly together--often they bickered about trivial things, or got in each other's way, or stepped on each other's toes--but when the chips were down, when something big and important was at stake and there was no room for error--then, <em>then</em> they stopped arguing and functioned like a well-oiled machine.&nbsp; It was the comfortability and casual acceptance borne of working together, of living together, every minute of every day for years.&nbsp; &nbsp;Spend that much time in such close proximity with another person, and either you drove each other absolutely crazy--or you rubbed off on each other, learned how to ignore the other person's foibles and eccentricities and became greater than the sum of your parts.<br><br>Right now, he was feeling Kenzie's parts up close and personal.&nbsp; He leaned over her, shadowing her body with his own as she ate Jules out.&nbsp; The hand between her legs dipped lower, his thumb seeking out and brushing up against the tiny hooded pearl, rubbing his knuckle against it for friction as his index and third fingers dipped deeply into the blonde's hole.&nbsp; He tickled, he wiggled, he stroked, he curled his fingertips, he drove his hand inside as far as it would go, penetrating her as deeply as he could.&nbsp; His fingers twitched like mad, literally beckoning her to cream all over his hand.<br><br>His other hand, meanwhile, had snuck underneath and had latched onto Kenzie's breast, and he was busy squeezing and palpitating, kneading it in time to his finger-bang.&nbsp; He could feel the woman quiver and shiver in his grip, and he held her tight, refusing her her freedom until she had successfully made Jules squeal.&nbsp; &nbsp;And once she did, he reached up and held her head there, shoving it against Jules' snatch until the brunette spurted all over Kenzie's face.&nbsp; It was a latent sadistic streak, one that Walter didn't know he had; but he liked seeing Kenzie's face covered in Jules' sticky wet cum.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>01-10-2015, 02:59:03</strong>
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				<br>Face first in Jules, Kenzie could hardly concentration on the cunt in front of her, her tongue and mouth working with instinct or simply transmitting the rising pleasure from Walter’s fingers right through her.&nbsp; Jules was screaming and Kenzie was half drowning in the juices that flowed with vigor from the brunette’s sopping cunt.&nbsp; Juices that coated Kenzie’s face, chin, dripped down her neck and between her breasts where Walter’s hands were turning her nipples into hardened mush.&nbsp; <br><br>And the rest of her felt that way too.<br><br>The entire experience was new and raw for the woman who had only lain with men in the past, men who hadn’t always made the occasion enjoyable for her.&nbsp; Yet in only a short time, she was felt enveloped by both, Jules’ lips and Walter’s fingers combining to bring her pleasure, even if she was the one doing the eating at the moment. <br><br>And then she felt herself screaming into Jules’ cunt, only to have Walter shove her face further until she was nose deep and full mouthed, teeth and tongue working to bring her shipmate into the throes of utter ecstasy. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>07-10-2015, 18:25:10</strong>
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				Walter was impressed.&nbsp; He'd witnessed Juliette's orgasms firsthand, obviously, on many an occasion, but rarely had they come so fast or with so much enthusiasm.&nbsp; Maybe there was something after all to the claim that only a woman really knew how to please another woman, he thought.&nbsp; Whatever the case,&nbsp; Kenzie's face was practically sopping with the brunette's female ejaculations.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a good look for her, he thought.&nbsp; He had no idea that the sight of one woman's face covered in another woman's come would be so powerfully erotic, but he couldn't deny it.&nbsp; Without thinking, he reached down and wiped her chin with his fingers, then used them to swab the stickiness around her cheeks, over her forehead, in her hair.&nbsp; He used Jules' come to slick her hair back, sweeping it back from her forehead, close to her scalp, to give her a streamlined supermodel look.&nbsp; Then, when he was satisfied that Jules' orgasm was sufficiently distributed over her face and scalp, he turned her head with his fingers so he could kiss her.<br><br>Something about the situation was bringing out a side of him he never knew existed.&nbsp; &nbsp;Something that called to the primal man deep inside him.&nbsp; He suddenly wanted to--without really understanding why--exert dominant, physical control over the two women, to use them and pose them in lurid and compromising positions.&nbsp; His arm snuck around Kenzie's waist and he roped her against him, holding her helpless against his chest while he invaded her mouth with his tongue.&nbsp; He added his own contribution to the cocktail of body fluids in Kenzie's mouth, his tongue polishing her teeth and dancing against her own wet muscle.&nbsp; He bit on her lower lip, not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a mark--his mark.<br><br>He turned his attention back to the brunette on the table.&nbsp; "Jules," he said, his voice turning darker and huskier, "I want your face covered in her cum too.&nbsp; I want you to kneel between her legs and eat her out."&nbsp; Usually when he spoke to Juliette, his tone was light, playful, full of banter and teasing, but there was none of it now.&nbsp; They had both given him consent, and he was taking control of the situation.&nbsp; He offered his hand to help her off the table, grabbing her and stealing a kiss from her as well before gently pushing her down to her knees.&nbsp; &nbsp;He put one hand on her head, winding his fingers through her hair, gently tilting it back so Kenzie could position herself on Jules' face.&nbsp; &nbsp;He felt like the director in his own private adult film as he guided them, one hand on the brunette's head, the other around the blonde's waist, and watched Juliette perform cunnilingus on Kenzie.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>09-10-2015, 16:44:35</strong>
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				The orgasm was overwhelmingly erotic, one of the hardest she’d ever had. And what brought a smile to her face after the throes had ebbed was the fact that it was just the first of many the three of them would be enjoying this evening. Her chest heaved with the air she was trying to regain as the screams died down and their echoes faded from around the galley. Walter was kissing a cum-covered Kenzie and dragging her to the side of the table, against his chest, out of the way so when Juliette’s limbs were strong enough again, she scooted to the edge of the table. <br><br>Walter spoke then. Soft, rumbling, but powerful. His words twisted through her, clenched things low in her gut and weakened her knees. It was a tone she had only very, very rarely heard out of him while in the heat of passion. Outside the bedroom, the closest he’d ever come to using that tone was when he was being incredibly deadly towards their enemies. When she had been threatened or the ship had been threatened. Walter became a fierce predator, then. <br><br>He told her decadent commands. And for once, without a snarky retort, Juliette obeyed. She took his hand as he helped her off the table and shuffled her feet over to stand in front of him and Kenzie, sharing a quick, hot and passionate kiss before she turned her pleasure-filled eyes to the blonde as Walter pushed her to her knees. He still held Kenzie around the waist, and Jules was certain she would have fallen had he not been directing her movements and actions. <br><br>A soft hum of pleasure left her lips when his fingers wound into her tresses. She tucked her feet under her bottom and widened her knees slightly, giving herself an even base to push up, just as her fingertips pushed the beautiful woman’s wet labia apart. Her eyes flicked down to the exposed little nub of pleasure before she licked her lips and snaked her tongue out. <br><br>Raising her gaze once more, letting both Kenzie and Walter watch as she carefully and slowly, licked Kenzie’s sopping slit from back to front before sinking her tongue deep into the other woman’s cunt and slurping happily. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>12-10-2015, 00:42:37</strong>
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				Kenzie was swimming in cum, patiently waiting in Walter’s arms as he painted her face, messed with her hair, used her for whatever he wished and she realized she was quite alright with that.&nbsp; &nbsp;His mouth found hers, hot and heavy, seeking to claim her tongue, her teeth, her lips and she let him, wanting for some reason to melt into his arms.&nbsp; She liked this feeling, that he had her, arms around her pulling her tight.&nbsp; And when he bit her as though she were his, she shivered, her tongue tracing the outline of his teeth once he let go.&nbsp; <br><br>His tone changed.&nbsp; Shifted.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was a tone Kenzie rarely heard from the man, and never in their time together had she ever heard it directed at Jules or herself.&nbsp; There would be no more joking or teasing, no more playing with each other.&nbsp; Walter wanted them and wanted them in his way and Kenzie’s heart beat a little faster as she felt that pulling need to simply comply.&nbsp; That Jules clearly felt the same only enhanced both the desire and her comfort level.&nbsp; She let Walter guide her where he wished and waited as he helped Jules from the table and placed her on her knees.&nbsp; &nbsp;Kenzie felt like a sculpture, molded by Walter to model whatever slutty pose he desired from his women, and she shivered as Jules’ mouth moved closer, remembering the woman’s screams of pleasure moments ago.<br><br>Now it was her turn. <br><br>The first tongue of Jules’ tongue brought a groan to her lips but when the woman dived in her pussy clenched and her fingers tensed and she moaned long and loud, reaching out to grab Walter’s arm to keep herself steady, as though the man who desired this could provide a foundation to keep her grounded.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Fuck Jules!” she muttered, thrusting her hips up slightly, wanting more, craving more, needing more. <br><br>A whole fucking lot more.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>12-10-2015, 21:37:36</strong>
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				Walter was a bit surprised at how easily Kenzie settled into the passive role.&nbsp; She put up no resistance whatsoever, letting him do whatever he wished.&nbsp; It only served to encourage his mood; if they didn't mind him treating them like living, breathing sex dolls, that was exactly what he would do.<br><br>He stood against Kenzie's right side, pressing against her, angled at a forty-five degree angle with her body so he could watch Juliette at work.&nbsp; He supported her with his shoulder, with his arm draped around her waist.&nbsp; She couldn't have fallen down even if she had wanted to; he would have held her up, propped her against his body.<br><br>He watched Jules work, his hand on her head, fingers digging into her curls.&nbsp; He guided her, forcing her head back or easing off on the pressure as appropriate.&nbsp; Occasionally, in a bit of a sadistic pique, he would shove the brunette's face forcibly into the blond's cunt, just to hear her gasp and choke on her friend's vaginal secretions.<br><br>Then he turned his attention to the blond.&nbsp; "I want you to fuck her face, dirty girl," he whispered into Kenzie's ear.&nbsp; "I want you to explode all over her.&nbsp; Drown her with your cum."&nbsp; He punctuated his command with a painful bite to her earlobe.&nbsp; He knew that Juliette liked it when he "talked dirty" to her; did Kenzie like it as well?&nbsp; He had a feeling he would soon find out.<br><br>His right hand unwound from Jules' hair while his left continued to cradle Kenzie against him.&nbsp; He sought out and found Kenzie's hand, took it and moved it back to wrap her fingers around his erect penis.&nbsp; He gave her hand a squeeze, instilling her with an unspoken command, and left it there, curled around his member while he put his hand back on Jules' head.&nbsp; &nbsp;He shivered as he watched Jules continue to go to down on Kenzie's dripping pussy,&nbsp; and thrilled that he was taking such an active part in the depraved scene.&nbsp; His thumb scratched back and forth against the brunette's scalp, lovingly, while he gave the blond's waist a tight squeeze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>13-10-2015, 16:08:36</strong>
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				Every time Walter shoved her face farther into Kenzie’s cunt, Juliette screamed a little. Not in terror, or protest, but excitement. Short little bursts of sound that vibrated through her lips and onto the slick walls she had them against. Soft gasps would follow, or sounds of her throat working as she stuck her tongue high and tight up into Kenzie’s channel. When Walter wasn’t so forceful, she used that talented tongue of hers to lick and circle the little button at the top of Kenzie’s slit. Sucking on it, lapping all the juices up she could before diving back in for more.<br>&nbsp;<br>Walter’s fingers left her hair then and Jules took the opportunity to pull back, reposition slightly. Her knees widened, giving her hips room to rock like they wanted to. The anticipation of Walter’s hard cock filling her dripping pussy was boiling through Jules. She never imagined things would be this easy with bringing Kenzie into their bed… but she fit like a puzzle piece and made all inhibitions go out the porthole. <br><br>While her right hand stayed on the blonde’s hip, her left stroked down as Walter murmured torturous words into Kenzie’s ear. Jules groaned, letting her first two fingers be coated in Kenzie’s slick, sweet juices, even sucking them into her mouth before pulling the two digits out. And the moment she saw Kenzie’s fingers wrap around Walter’s cock, she shove both of her fingers up into Kenzie’s tight hole, curving the tips of them forward to brush along her sensitive inner walls. <br><br>With her curls mussed, draped down her back, Juliette leaned forward again, her tongue out and laving at Kenzie’s clit as she fucked the blonde steadily with those two fingers, urging her with her eyes to give what they all wanted. That sweet, beautifully loud release. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>08-11-2015, 02:19:11</strong>
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				He was a different person. Gone was the easy going fun and friendly Walter.&nbsp; Gone with the man hell bent on chaotically chasing after a bounty head.&nbsp; No, Walter was calm, cool, and in control and the tone of his voice resonated with a dominance Kenzie was dead sure she’d never heard from the man before, even when he was demanding someone’s surrender.&nbsp; This was another side of Walter, and it stirred a part of her soul she’d long through buried.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The part that felt comfortable letting go.&nbsp; The part that leaned against him, letting him support her, reminding her that every once in while she didn’t have to be the strong and independant woman who took care of herself and never let anyone else in.&nbsp; Walter felt like a rock upon which she could release her inner self, and as Jules mouth sucked and licked and ate her cunt like her first taste chocolate. But when Walter’s voice breathed across her ear, deep and husky and dominate, instructing her in no uncertain terms of what he desired, she felt her knees practically buckle, and only his strong body kept her upright. <br><br>Her cunt sung with the onslaught of Jules’ mouth and her eyes watched as Walter’s hand shoved the brunette face first into her dripping pussy.&nbsp; Her hips rocked and writhed to get more and then her head was tilting, seeking, lips looking for his as her hand was curled around his cock.&nbsp; She didn’t resist as he hand ordered her to stroke his cock, the shaft hard and erect and throbbing in her palm.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The world around her was throbbing to the same pulse as Walter’s heart, the beat she could feel in his cock as her hand picked up the same rhythm. It seemed to flow through her to her hips, to Jules’ lips, to the way the brunette’s tongue darted in and out of her cunt, a melody the three were creating that pervaded the air around them.&nbsp; Her moans as her mouth hunted, tongue and teeth raking against Walter’s jaw aligned with the way her fingers pressed into his cock.<br><br>Until she suddenly exploded, the music rising to a crescendo, cymbals crashing in her body as she orgasmed in the arms of Walter. “Fuck!”&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>08-11-2015, 21:56:56</strong>
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				Walter held Kenzie tight, bracing her with a strong arm around her waist as she came on Juliette's face.&nbsp; He watched with intense fascination for all the telltale signs: the quickening of her breath, the glazing over of her eyes, even the almost painful squeezing of his penis as if she had temporarily forgotten it was there.&nbsp; He tugged her toward him, almost limp in the embrace of his arm, so he could feel her breath hot on his face as she gasped and made the soft feminine mewling sounds that he loved so much.<br><br>He stole her breath for a moment, mashed his lips tightly against her own before pulling back, tasting the lingering remnants of the brunette's cum on her tongue.&nbsp; Then, still holding Kenzie, he transferred his attention down to Juliette.&nbsp; He put his free hand underneath the blonde's dripping cunt and let a bit of her stickiness accumulate in his palm, and then used it to paint Jules' face, swabbing it over her forehead, nose, and cheeks in the same way that he had swabbed Kenzie's face with the brunette's cum.&nbsp; He combed it back through her hair, forcing the dark curls back, giving her the same runway model-windswept look that Kenzie now had.&nbsp; For some reason, it thrilled him to see each woman's face painted with the other's cum; he was even surprised himself at the delicious depravity of it.<br><br>Once that was done, he helped Jules up again, drew her against his right side just as Kenzie was slouched against his left.&nbsp; With each arm around a woman, he pulled them together, made them kiss again, watched as their tongues danced and twirled, as they shared saliva.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then he kissed Juliette as Kenzie watched, and then he kissed Kenzie as Juliette watched.<br><br>"So," he said, once the three of them were done kissing each other.&nbsp; "Who wants to ride my cock, and who wants to ride my face?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>11-11-2015, 16:10:17</strong>
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				Juliette was lost in the pleasure of the moment as Walter smeared her face with her companion’s cum. She sucked his fingers into her mouth once or twice, and kept her own deep within the still writhing clutches of her blonde compatriot’s cunt, eeking out each and every ounce of the orgasm. Only when Walter tugged her to her feet, helping her stay upright with his own strength and body did she slip her digits out, dragging them up and over Kenzie’s hip as her lips wrapped around Walter’s. <br><br>The kiss was consuming. The embrace with Kenzie even more so. Her eyes filled with lust as she watched her Captain and Kenzie kiss, prompting her own lips to suck at his neck before he turned his attention back to her. <br><br>Her body was loose, limber and warm against his. Hands covered Kenzie whenever she could reach. And then Walter asked who wanted what in the position he desired. A smile spread across Jules’ face. And as much as she wanted to give Kenzie the pleasure of riding him first… <br><br>…the need was too great within Juliette. Her hands pushed at the other two, urging them towards the wide and strong table that would undoubtedly support all of their weight. It would have to. She planned to fuck both of them on it before tonight was done. “Oh, I’m sure we’ll both take a turn at each….” She said softly, her voice soft and lilting. Pleasure filled. Hypnotic. “…but why doesn’t Kenzie straddle your face first?” She suggested, words warm as honey as Walter laid back and urged the beautiful blonde to spread her thighs over his face. <br><br>His cock jutted straight up with him in this prone position and Juliette climbed up over his body, taking a moment to swipe her tongue around the bulbous head, a wicked smile as she did so directed in Kenzie’s direction. On her knees then, she pressed her hands flat against his belly for support as she swung one leg over his hips and lowered herself ever so slowly down onto his cock. <br><br>A soft, guttural groan escaped her lips as he slid easily up into her depths. Filled her completely. She rocked her hips forward and back slowly as she sank down, fitting him in to the hilt. A place he’d been countless times before. Spent countless hours within her. And every time it felt just as amazing as the first. Her eyes opened then as she drank in the sight of Kenzie, a sultry smile forming on her lips. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>22-11-2015, 18:25:58</strong>
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				Release swept her and Kenzie relaxed into Walter’s arms, letting her mouth be drawn in the brief kiss.&nbsp; Her eyes followed Walter’s hand as he lowered her between her legs to Jules’ face and repeated the process of spreading her juices across Jules’ skin and into her hair.&nbsp; She could still feel the dried cum on her own cheeks, from both her face first dive into the other woman’s cunt as well as the artistic moment of finger painting Walter had indulged in.&nbsp; It seemed he enjoyed coating them himself, as though he could make them up in any way that pleased him.&nbsp; <br><br>Settled into his arms on the sofa, she moved to kiss Jules - per Walter’s clear command - tongues coming together to taste herself in the depths of the other’s mouth, sticky and salty, but still her.&nbsp; Knowing they had made each other cum, one after the after in the same manner, with Walter looking on, enjoying, directing, was an experience unlike any she’d ever had, and even though her buzz was long worn off, Kenzie didn’t want to stop.&nbsp; This was just too good.<br><br>Her kiss broke and she pulled back as Walter’s mouth claimed Jules’ only to break and do the same for her.&nbsp; Then an offered question was quickly answered by the brunette.&nbsp; Kenzie reached to brush a finger along Jule’s neck and nodded her agreement as the trio rose to adjust their positioning.&nbsp; She grinned as Jules’ teased Walted with that luscious tongue before climbing aboard, her tight cunt singing as she slid herself on his cock.&nbsp; &nbsp;Kenzie drew in a deep breath and moaned just watching the way his hard erect shaft sank deep, imagined what she would experience when her turn came, and settled herself over his face, knees next to his head, facing Jules so she could reach for the other woman’s breasts. <br><br>Holding herself just over Walter’s lips, one hand squeezing Jules’ nipple as the other reached for her neck, Kenzie let herself fall back into the spell of ecstasy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>30-11-2015, 01:21:33</strong>
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				This was truly a transformative experience.&nbsp; The two women were awakening feelings in Walter, impulses and cravings he never even knew he had.&nbsp; They were awakening the Dominant in him, and he privately resolved to explore this realization at each and every opportunity from now on.&nbsp; Making them kiss each other; swabbing each woman's sexual excretions all over the other's face; posing each woman in slutty, lurid positions simply because it was hot...he resolved to do more of this in the future, if they let him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Kenzie, in particular, seemed to exult in his little whims and fancies, willingly becoming something of a living, breathing sex toy in his arms.&nbsp; Juliette was more willful, less submissive, but she, too, seemed to enjoy the new Walter.&nbsp; <br><br>He let his thoughts dwell on the blond.&nbsp; Even though they had all...partaken of each other once before, there still existed a certain degree of awkwardness, of...uncomfortableness between them.&nbsp; As if Kenzie wasn't entirely sure she could trust him yet, like she still had her walls up so he couldn't get in.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; But now, it seemed, there was the makings of an intimate trust slowly developing between them.&nbsp; Perhaps, someday soon, he would know her as intimately and as comfortably as he knew Jules.&nbsp; And then he could think of them both as his girls.&nbsp; Walter's girls.<br><br>He almost laughed as Juliette pushed him onto the table, on his back, and then urged Kenzie to straddle his face.&nbsp; The brunette had always been rather possessive of his cock, a trait which had always charmed and amused him.&nbsp; Domination, he considered, wasn't just a one-way street.&nbsp; She owned his ass, every bit as much as he owned hers.&nbsp; He loved that about them, loved that about their relationship.&nbsp; He loved the fact that they were so in sync with each other that he could randomly walk up to her in the passageways of the <em>Ellie May</em>, press up against her from behind, and that would be the signal for Game On.&nbsp; He loved the fact that they could sleep together, shower together, work together, and yet the prospect of marriage never once occurred to either of them.&nbsp; They did not have to declare their relationship exclusive, because there was no need.&nbsp; &nbsp;They completely satisfied each other.<br><br>But Kenzie was like introducing a new metal into the alloy, one that made it even stronger.&nbsp; She possessed traits that both of them lacked, traits that complemented them both.&nbsp; Their bunk would accommodate her, surely.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>And if not, they could always refit the ship with a bigger bunk.<br><br>He reached out, helping Kenzie situate herself comfortably atop his face.&nbsp; He waited until she adjusted herself into a comfortable position, and then brushed his lips against her nethers, his breath hot on her orifice.&nbsp; He left one hand on her hip, caressing, smoothing, rubbing.&nbsp; He couldn't see anything, of course, given that his view was entirely eclipsed by Kenzie's taint; but he did not mind.&nbsp; He could already taste her on his tongue, the leftover remnants of her recent orgasm.<br><br>He felt rather than saw Jules engulf his cock.&nbsp; The swipe of her tongue caused his prick to shiver, priming it for the warm, wet embrace of her cunt.&nbsp; It slid in smoothly, her tight wet muscles fitting it as snugly as a glove.&nbsp; She gave him a squeeze, and he throbbed in return, thrilling in the familiar contact.<br><br>He could not see what was happening now, but hoped they were kissing.&nbsp; With his other hand, the one not on Kenzie's hip, he reached down and combed his fingers through the blond's short hairs, then played with her clitoral hood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>02-12-2015, 14:56:34</strong>
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				Juliette watched as from under Kenzie, Walter’s hands came around the blonde’s thighs. The sight was intoxicating and it halted her own progress of sinking down on Walter’s thick length for a moment. The Captain’s knuckles were red, scratched. No doubt from the fight with the man currently strung up in their hold at the moment. His hands were tanned and rough from hours of ship labor. Kenzie’s thighs were unmarred and peaches and cream in contrast. His fingers pressed gently into her skin, easing her onto his lips and tongue much in the same way Juliette eased down onto his cock. <br><br>It was mind-blowingly beautiful and reminded Jules of just why this man was in her life. Why she chose to keep him here and stay. Why she chose to come back after an absence that damn near broke her. <br><br>And adding Kenzie into the mix was beginning to be a bigger blessing than she had originally anticipated. <br><br>Her eyes traveled up the blonde’s body, even as she situated herself more firmly onto Walter’s cock, letting a soft moan escape her lips in the process. Bracing the soles of her feet against his hips and thighs so as much of them were touching him as possible, she spread her knees wide. And took him into her body deep. Deep enough to touch her core and make her gasp.<br><br>Juliette’s head tilted back on her shoulders with a grin. Stars, but this man was made for her. Because even as her hips started to rock and move, his hands were exploring the lithe blonde that was making the same movements on his face. Juliette let one of her hands go from his abs, reaching it forward to grasp Kenzie behind her neck and pull her forward. She kissed her hard, tasted the leftover juices there, licked her lips, drank. And then had to break away and settle her forehead to the other woman’s as a gasp couldn’t be contained while she rode Walter’s cock. <br><br>What a scene they must make. <br><br>“Gorram it, Walter, your cock…” She breathed out, rolling her hips forward again to take him in deep. A sultry grin swept across her features. “Feels amazin’…. And tell him, darlin’. Tell him how it feels… Loud now so the Captain can hear between those pretty little thighs of yours…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>01-01-2016, 00:14:59</strong>
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				This was all new.&nbsp; <br><br>Not being with a man.&nbsp; Kenzie had been with plenty of men in her time.&nbsp; In another time.&nbsp; In another place.&nbsp; When she was another person with different motivations, most of them less than savory.&nbsp; Not that the crew of the Ellie May was exceptionally moral.&nbsp; <br><br>But this was new, this being with a man for no reason other than to enjoy him.&nbsp; To share him with someone she cared about equality.&nbsp; To have a sense of belonging when it came to holding one another as fingers probed and mouths touched and kisses ran from neck to navel.&nbsp; &nbsp;She could see the lust and desire that coursed through Jules and Walter’s eyes, the glaze that shimmered over the top of their chocolate brown or deep blue irises, but beneath the surface, a deeper emotion quivered, a wanting for more than just a quick and easy lay.&nbsp; &nbsp;A look she had seen only once before in a man’s eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>A look she had never thought to see again. <br><br>That she could see the very same look etched across the features of Jules’ face, even as she was writhing in the pleasure’s of Walter’s cock.&nbsp; The brunette had long been Walter’s, the relationship both intimate and casual, always there, but never so overbearing that Kenzie had felt out of place on the ship.&nbsp; And even though for the past year she’d kept a wall of distance between herself and the other two, their ability to break through it over time had not been entirely unnoticed.&nbsp; <br><br>Kenzie moaned as Walter’s tongue dove back into her cunt and Jules leaned forward to kiss her.&nbsp; &nbsp;The blond snaked a hand around the curve of Jules’ waist, but most of her focus was on keeping her perch over Walter’s face, thighs hardened as muscles flexed to hold her position.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her blue eyes met Jules’ as the other woman moaned and then dropped another round of commands from her sexy red lips&nbsp; Kenzie leaned back and pressed her cunt down on Walter’s face a little harder. “Like that,” she moaned. “It feels just.&nbsp; like.&nbsp; that.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 23:00:25</strong>
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				Walter was clearly in his element.&nbsp; Being sat on, straddled, by two gorgeous women, either of whom most guys would've killed to share a bed with.&nbsp; One brunette, the other blonde...it was a nice contrast, aesthetically pleasing, and very symbolic of the differences in their respective personalities.&nbsp; <br><br>He could feel, but not see, Juliette writhing on his cock, shifting on his hips, grinding down again and again.&nbsp; The way her inner muscles squeezed him, drawing him in deeper, very nearly made him lose his mind.&nbsp; Jules wasn't always in a mind for sex...but when she was, <em>look out</em>.&nbsp; She approached it hungrily, ravenously, with reckless abandon.&nbsp; And all with only one aim, one goal in mind: to milk him, to make him fill her hidden depths with his potent seed.<br><br>She knew him well.&nbsp; She knew that he liked it whenever she put her feet on his body, and so the application of her soles to his hips was a pleasant bonus.&nbsp; He could feel her toes curling, digging into his skin, her toenails scraping...and with her posture, leaning forward for the best angle of penetration, her hands braced upon his chest, it meant that his tip could brush up against her cervix.<br><br>Walter's right hand crept upward, sliding up along Kenzie's belly, his palm gracing the flat, sleek contours of her stomach.&nbsp; It ascended the curve of her right breast, and he grasped it roughly, squeezing, claiming it.&nbsp; Just like he claimed Kenzie's entire body for himself.&nbsp; Her mind, her body...they were his, now.&nbsp; His property.&nbsp; He would treasure her, of course; he would protect and provide for her, offering her a place of security and sanctuary whenever she cared to use it, but in return, he claimed her submission.<br><br>His left remained busy at her clitoris, his arm twined around her thigh; he stroked, rubbed, even pinched the tiny little hooded nub as he licked and sucked.&nbsp; He extended his tongue as deeply as it could go into her cunt, then swirled it in a clockwise motion, laving it over her sensitive inner walls.&nbsp; He wanted her, more than anything, to drown him with her release, to gush all over his face.<br><br>"Kiss," he commanded from underneath Kenzie's thighs, between licks at Kenzie's cunt.&nbsp; "Kiss harder."&nbsp; &nbsp;Clearly he wanted the two women out of their minds with lust for each other, just as much as they wanted him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 16:02:58</strong>
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				Juliette’s lips curled upward in a smile that told Kenzie how pleased she was with her as the words dripped from her lips and our into the chamber surrounding them. She continued to ride on the hard, thick length that was plunging inside of her, although the motion was more rocking than bouncing now. It gave her the stability she needed to watch the blonde’s reactions to Walters tongue and hands on her body. <br><br>She knew her lover. Knew he was a master at this craft. And it pleased her to no end to see her friend taking pleasure from him. Receiving it, basking in it, and eventually, spilling it all over his face and waiting tongue. Just as she would spill hers all over the cock that split her wide. Her fingers curled harder into his chest, probably leaving short little red marks as she groaned out her ecstasy. <br><br>Juliette didn’t get a chance to respond to Kenzie, to draw out more of her sexy words, before Walter was making demands again. Clearly, he also wanted to push their limits. And who was she to argue with the Captain?<br><br>Bracing herself with one hand on his chest so she could continue to slide up and down on his cock, letting the friction grow and drag against her sensitive clit, she reached out and slid a hand into Kenzie’s blonde tresses. Tugging her those few inches forward, Jules molded her lips to the other woman’s in a hot, deep, open-mouthed kiss that sparked fire and consumed. It made her nipples pucker and her cunt squeeze hard on Walter’s cock. To feel her tongue against Kenzie’s, to taste both herself and Walter on the woman’s lips, was heaven. And a high she was quickly becoming addicted to. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>23-01-2016, 02:36:44</strong>
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				It was good.&nbsp; So good.&nbsp; Every bit of this sexual experience meant for only one purpose: Pleasure.&nbsp; &nbsp;His, hers, theirs, over and over and over until they were all a writhing mess of nothing but heat and lust and sex.&nbsp; Kenzie couldn’t recall a time when sex was solely for pleasure, when there wasn’t some ulterior motive behind the act.&nbsp; And knowing that the only reason Walter and Jules were fucking her was because they -wanted her- made the entire experience all the stronger.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her loins were warm and tingling, the way Walter plucked her nub like a musical instrument, playing a melody of orgasm and climax that would ultimate crescendo into an explosion.<br><br>But she wasn’t there yet.&nbsp; And Jules wasn’t quite either.&nbsp; Walter’s command was clear, even muffled through the lips of her cunt, and as Jules’ fingers snaked into her hair, Kenzie leaned forward, mouth crashing into the other with hungry abandon.&nbsp; Jules was as ravenous, lips claiming in hot wet kissing while fingers and hands found breasts and hips to hold and grope.&nbsp; If Walter wanted them lusting for each other, the pair of women was accomplishing just that. <br><br>And suddenly Kenzie broke from the kiss long enough to tilt her head back and sing to the kitchen appliances that surrounded him.&nbsp; The orgasm washed over her, hard and fast, her body shuddering, fingers groping for purchase along Jules’ curves as though she needed something to anchor her to her perch upon Walter’s face, lest she float away on the high that wracked her body. <br><br>“FUCK!” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>12-02-2016, 03:42:09</strong>
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				Walter could tell, even though he couldn't see, that the two women were complying with his order.&nbsp; He could hear the wet sounds of saliva being traded back and forth, of tongues wrestling for position, punctuated by the occasional grunt from Juliette or whimper from Kenzie.&nbsp; He loved hearing it; the knowledge that two women were making out on top of him would have made him instantly erect if he wasn't rock-hard already.&nbsp; He redoubled his efforts, flicking his finger back and forth, rubbing it briskly against Kenzie's clit, even as he sucked and licked at her hole.&nbsp; <em>Cum for me, my little slut,</em> he thought.&nbsp; <em>Cum on my face.&nbsp; Cum for me.</em>&nbsp; Of course, she couldn't hear his thoughts, which was either fortunate or unfortunate, depending.<br><br>It seemed that she could read his mind after all, however, when he felt her hips start to buckle and tremble, and soon enough she was indeed doing just that.&nbsp; He grinned boyishly as he felt the sticky shower patter down on his cheeks and nose; he stuck his tongue up her cunt and drank of her nectar.<br><br>Juliette, meanwhile, was doing her job on him in turn.&nbsp; She was riding him, rocking now instead of bouncing, her hungry grasping cunt squeezing his cock, trying to milk him.&nbsp; &nbsp;And he couldn't refuse it for long.&nbsp; He felt the pressure surge deep in his loins, the crescendo swell of pleasure, rising up, taking everything with it in its rising flood, and just when he thought he couldn't take it any longer, he gasped as he shot his load into the brunette.&nbsp; Gasping, panting under Kenzie's thighs, he held onto them for dear life as his loins tensed up, every muscle in his upper thighs stretching tight as a violin string--and then relaxed, all at once, like a full-body sigh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>19-02-2016, 16:19:08</strong>
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				All at once, it happened. So fast, and yet so agonizingly slow at the same time. <br><br>Kenzie broke away from their torrid kiss to fling her head back, claw at Juliette’s body, and sing her orgasm to the heavens that were shielded from them only by a few inches of metal hull. Instead of frowning at the lack of contact, a broad smile, one wet and sticky with remnants of saliva and cum smeared across it, lit her face. For a few heartbeats, until a gasp at the pleasure writhing through her stole it away.<br>&nbsp;<br>Walter’s muffled voice came from beneath the blonde’s hips. She knew the Captain was more than enjoying himself and as the pace of her own hips picked up, Juliette could feel the tremors of his climax start in the thighs her ass was bouncing off of. <br><br>It only made her ride harder, faster, towards that precipice that would send both of them hurtling over the edge after Kenzie. <br><br>Juliette leaned back slightly so Walter’s hard cock would rake against the sensitive inside of her soaking cunt. Her breasts bounced and jiggled as she rode the Captain to completion. With one last hard thrust, his hot, white cum splattered across her insides and the tense, full feelings triggered her own orgasm. One that came with a few soft whimpers, but a tense clenching of her pussy and thighs around his body. Her knees clamped to his side the moment her cunt slammed down on his cock, milking it for everything. <br><br>While Kenzie’s screams faded, Jules’ sighs of pleasure took over. Hot and heavy, she floated through the ecstasy for who knows how long before everything let go at once and she sagged forward.<br>&nbsp;<br>With the most satisfied grin on her face and gasping for breath to fill her lungs. <br><br>Her hands found Walter’s hips and stomach. Spread there over the warm flesh. Her mouth found Kenzie’s. Soft, easy, gentle little kisses were placed along her jaw as she helped the blonde off of the Captain’s face and to his side, stretched out next to him on the table and where everyone could breathe.<br><br>Still astride Walter, a wide grin broke across Jules face at the sight of both of her sated mates spread out on the table.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>13-03-2016, 20:42:34</strong>
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				Just like that, her orgasm seemed to break the tides for all three of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Kenzie’s first, followed by the other two although the order of which wasn’t obvious, nor did it need to be.&nbsp; Her mind was close to mush as she felt Jules mouth upon hers again and then running down her jaw toward her neck.&nbsp; &nbsp;The blonde groaned softly, resting next to Walter, fingers tracing a line along his shoulder.&nbsp; <br><br>She <em>was</em> getting tired of the table though.&nbsp; If Walter was going to ask for more, he’d damn well better find some place softer. <br><br>Kenzie rose, letting fingers dangle along Walter’s chest for a moment and then crossed to the ship fridge to pull out the last of their orange juice.&nbsp; “We need money,” she laughed, blue eyes still sparkling with the afterglow of the orgasm.&nbsp; “Anyone want to share this before I finish it?”&nbsp; Damn, Jules looked gorgeous post-orgasm and Walter… <br><br>She couldn’t help but look at him differently now.&nbsp; &nbsp;The first time, a week ago, Jules had left feeling unsettled.&nbsp; &nbsp;The last thing she needed was sex to break up the ‘happy home’.&nbsp; &nbsp;She found Jules and Walter to both be good partners, both for hunting the criminals that paid their bills to hiding from her past.&nbsp; They never asked her where she’d come from or what she’d done before joining them, and she never expected them to.&nbsp; &nbsp;The first time she had found herself in bed with them, she had hoped and prayed that Jules wouldn’t show up in her room the next morning and tell her to pack her bags and stay away from her man.&nbsp; &nbsp; Not that she’d ever pegged the woman as the jealous type, but experience had left her edgy.&nbsp; Sex could change everything.<br><br>This time, she felt none of those misgivings.&nbsp; &nbsp;Clearly Jules was as into her as Walter, perhaps even moreso, and Kenzie was now sure that Jules was doing what <em>she</em> wanted, not just acquiescing to the man between them.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Her cheeks tinged slightly at the thought of more to come, as she watched them both, appreciating their forms and what they could do to her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>07-04-2016, 04:39:34</strong>
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				As sated and content as he felt, Walter was absolutely in agreement with Kenzie about one thing: if they were going to do an encore, there was no way in hell it was going to be on the table again.&nbsp; &nbsp;He sat up, stiffly, his back protesting with every single muscle.&nbsp; What was he thinking, volunteering to be the one on the bottom on such a hard surface?&nbsp; He moaned and whimpered as every single bit of his back, now that the biochemical bliss of the dopamine had washed away, registered its grievances.<br><br>"Nah, darlin', go ahead and finish it," Walter said, cracking his neck.&nbsp; He watched the blond move as she raised the bottle of orange juice to her lips and began to drink, completely naked, the way her breasts jiggled when she did so.&nbsp; Walter wasn't, by nature, a nudist, but suddenly, here and now, he could start to see the appeal.<br><br>He waited until his back had stopped complaining, and then leaned over and kissed Jules' shoulder.&nbsp; "Mmmmm, you were in fine form, m'dear," he complimented her.&nbsp; He picked up her arm, and kissed his way down the tender inside surface, pressing his lips in a tight little trail over her bicep, the inside of her elbow, her forearm.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Both of you were," he added, glancing over at Kenzie before he finished his odyssey by placing a kiss in the exact middle of Jules' palm.&nbsp; He flicked his tongue out, licking her fingers, before pushing himself off the table with a grunt.&nbsp; The surface would need washing before the next time they ate there, he thought, running his fingers down the brunette's leg.&nbsp; He folded his hand around her toes, giving them an affectionate squeeze, and then stood up and stretched.<br><br>"Don't worry, darlin'.&nbsp; Once we cash in on McClean, we'll get ourselves a nice, big, fat bounty," he groaned, his arms and shoulders flexing.&nbsp; "Speaking of which, I should go check in on our guest.&nbsp; Where are my britches?"&nbsp; He sorted among the fallen and discarded items of clothing on the galley floor, finding his trousers and sitting down on the galley bench in order to pull one leg on, then the other.&nbsp; That done, his suspenders falling limply on either side of his waist, he rooted among the garments for his shirt and boots.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Meet you ladies in my bunk afterward?" he added, hopefully, as he dressed himself before going to check on their prisoner. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>18-04-2016, 16:55:04</strong>
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				Juliette sat next to Walter on the table, watching him trail his lips down her arm to her palm as they all were basking in the soft afterglow of the impromptu tryst that had just taken place on their galley table. <br><br>A table that was going to have to be cleaned before they ate anymore off of it next. A grin crossed Juliette’s lips as she watched Kenzie, completely nude, drink the last of the juice. Cleaning the table was a chore she’d be happy to complete. And one worth the aches and pains if they were the price to pay for the pleasure found there. <br><br>Walter got up off the table and dressed, being affectionate in his departure as he did so. Juliette couldn’t bring herself to move just yet, her limbs still deliciously jelly-like and eyes hooded as she watched him walk out, giving him a smile and nod when he extended the invitation to meet at his bunk later. <br><br>Her gaze, still dark, still lust-filled, moved back to Kenzie. They still had a day or two left before their reached their drop off point. Sleep was on the agenda in the next little bit. But first, a shower would do them both some good. They were sweaty, cum-covered, and sated. Falling into bed clean and even more satisfied sounded like an excellent way to cap off the night. There was also something in Kenzie’s gaze. An acceptance? Appreciation? Something that hasn’t quite been there before. Like the woman was starting to trust more now. Maybe not after opening up her past, or her heart quite yet, but at least her body. <br><br>Juliette’s grin grew and she pushed down off of the table gingerly. One foot at a time. Testing her weight on her legs. When they held, she moved farther off the table, towards the blonde, reaching out a hand to her. “C’mon. We could both use a shower before sleep. And I promise, I got the core fixed, so the water will stay hot this time.” She said with a grin. <br><br>Moving down a narrow hallway, the two naked woman slipped into the room next to Walter’s bunk. It was the necessity on the ship of this size. The common cleaning and waste area. Part of it had been converted into a real, stand-up, water-used shower. After the Ellie Mae had her little bump on the ice planet, Juliette swore she would never bathe without water again. And rigged a one-of-a-kind system up in the ship that recycled the water, kept it hot, and helped her feel human after days on the greasy ship. <br><br>Reaching into the stall that was big enough for the two women to enjoy together, Jules shifted the water on and set the temperature. Tiny droplets started raining down from above and gradually got bigger as the pump began its work. She turned back to Kenzie, a smile on her face, and moved closer to the woman whose figure made her want to skim her hands consistently up and down her frame. A temptation she gave into at the moment. Her palms glided over Kenzie’s hips, up her sides, cupped the sides of her breasts, and she let her thumbs graze over the beautiful woman’s nipples before retracing the journey back down. She was shorter than Kenzie, but not by much. It made it all the more pleasurable when she fit their curves together. <br><br>Juliette’s curiosity got the better of her and she leaned forward, kissing Kenzie’s lips softly. A much more innocent and heart-felt kiss than the ones they had shared while sharing Walter. When she pulled back, her eyebrows rose slightly. “Enjoyin’ yourself, darlin’?” <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>19-04-2016, 01:46:42</strong>
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				The last of the orange juice was cool as she drank it straight from the bottle.&nbsp; &nbsp;The empty jug found flight to the trashcan and Kenzie’s eyes settled back on Walter and Jules as his mouth worked its way down the brunette’s arm.&nbsp; The affection between the two radiated through the room, warm and welcoming, and Kenzie felt a twinge of longing to be part of it.&nbsp; <br><br>She stretched her own arms over her head, working out the kinks in her muscles, nodding at Walter in agreement. “We’ll be filling up on empty until we do,” she added, motioning back to the coldbox.&nbsp; “We don’t have much left at this point.”&nbsp; <br><br>Once his clothing was collected, Kenzie did the same, picking up her shorts and undergarments and wadding them into a ball.&nbsp; Unlike Walter, she didn’t bother to put them back on.&nbsp; A blush crossed her cheeks at Walter’s words, indicating the night was obviously not over.&nbsp; &nbsp;But she remained silent, waiting as he slipped from the kitchen before turning to Jules with a look of what was next.&nbsp; Jules’ suggestion of a shower - and a hot one at that - was exactly the indulgence she needed, and a smile crossed his lips as she followed the brunette down the hallway. “I could go for that hot water and some clean hair,” she added, relaxing as they stepped into the common cleaning area.&nbsp; <br><br>She had been impressed with how well Jules and Walter had done with their ship.&nbsp; While many in the Federation Fleet were of the latest technology, the outcasts of society had to make due with fine tuning older models that lacked the electronics and systems that the most expressive of ships possessed.&nbsp; Even so, they made it not only functional but comfortable, and far more cozy than the cold sleek monster that zipped across the heavens.&nbsp; <br><br>Jules had spent more than enough time on one of those.&nbsp; The Ellie May was far preferred. <br><br>Water tumbled down, cold at first then slowly rising in temperature as Kenzie stepped in with Jules.&nbsp; The hands caught her slightly off-guard at first, a small gasp tumbling from her lips, before she let herself melt into Jules’ caresses.&nbsp; “I could get used to this,” she teased, leaning into kiss the other once more.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then she reached for the shampoo and squeezed some onto her hands, melding them through Jules’ locks as she worked the woman’s hair clean.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 15:23:11</strong>
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				Kenzie was at least a head taller than Juliette. So when the brunette tipped her neck to put her tangled, messy locks further into the water and Kenzie’s hands, it exposed her breasts to both the blonde’s gaze and the droplets raining down on the two women.<br><br>Being in the shower felt exquisite. It made Jules moan out loud as Kenzie washed her hair, her strong fingers sinking in and rubbing against her scalp. The tryst with Walter and the two of them on the table had left her body humming. Sated, but not quite satisfied. And right now, Kenzie was working her magic to put Jules into that perfect hypnotic state.<br><br>But the brunette’s hands were not idle as the blonde continued to work on her hair. Her palms skimmed over Kenzie’s hips, up the sides of her rib cage, and cupped her breasts, massaging them lightly. She fit her thigh inbetween the other woman’s legs and rocked her own hips towards her.&nbsp; <br><br>Fingers traveled over scalp, picking up a rhythm with those that traversed Kenzie's curves.&nbsp; The heat hung in the air around them, coating the glass with a sheen of mist that left a vision of two beautiful silhouettes moving in time and space. Kenzie could feel Jules relaxing under the attention of her fingers and she reached for the cleansing cream - this last bottle stretching the limits of their funds - and worked the sudsy liquid into the brunette's thick locks.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jules hair - thick, wavy and prone to a wild look - was the opposite of Kenzie's straight thin blond strands that leant themselves to the flat oily look when dirty.&nbsp; &nbsp;Just another difference between the two women, but one that seemed to matter little.<br><br>She leaned forward slightly, body shifting into the hands that roamed as she slid fingers down to rest upon the small of Jules' back.&nbsp; This, like so many other experiences, was new to Kenzie, and she felt herself drifting on a cloud of euphoria as her hips pressed tighter against Jules'.&nbsp; <br><br>It seemed that there was little chance of a restful evening, the other clearly interested in continuing what the dining room union had begun.&nbsp; And Kenzie wasn't complaining.&nbsp; &nbsp;She finished worked the brunette's hair and tilted her back into the water as her mouth leaned over to find Jules', water tumbling over them both.<br>&nbsp;<br>Suds traveled down Juliette’s curves as the water sluiced them from her hair. The water would be collected in a basin directly below the shower, pumped thru several filters, and recycled til clean to be fed up into the spigot once again. It was water that was also used to add cooling to the ship’s engines. Everything on the Ellie Mae had to have dual purpose.<br><br>Kenzie’s lips found hers again, and Jules sank into the kiss. Their bodies pressed together, slick with water and soap and still hot with need. Breast shifted upon breasts, hips to hips, and a soft moan escaped Juliette’s mouth as it feasted on Kenzie’s. This woman was more than the brunette could have ever hoped for in another partner with Walter.<br><br>Breaking the kiss slowly, sucking on Kenzie’s bottom lip, she mirrored the blonde’s hands and slid them down to cup Kenzie’s ass. Squeezing, kneading. As her head came up and her eyes opened, clear and dark, her smile returned. “Turn around gorgeous,” she said softly. “Push up against the glass….”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>22-05-2016, 02:15:29</strong>
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				Walter stretched and yawned as he clomped his way down the the ship's companionway--the claustrophobic, narrow corridor that linked the fore and aft parts of the ship--and descended down the hatch that led to the cargo bay and the brig.&nbsp; The brig was a secured area in the forward part of the ship, a small, enclosed space that had been fit with thick iron bars.&nbsp; It could house two, or possibly three, prisoners, but not much more than that.&nbsp; &nbsp; It contained a small bunk, barely large enough to sit on, let alone lie down in, and a hard plastic liner that served as its mattress; and that, besides the all-purpose hole in the grate floor, was it.&nbsp; There was two keys to the cell, and Walter had one of them.&nbsp; The other was stashed somewhere in the cockpit, just in case.<br><br>His captive was hunched on the bunk, glaring at the shackle around his ankle when Walter entered the brig and sat down opposite him.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Welcome to the <em>Ellie May</em>," he said, in a sing-song voice, doing his best impression of a hotel bellhop.&nbsp; "We hope that your stay with us will be as pleasurable as possible, and, to that end, if there is anything that we can do to make your stay even more comfortable, please don't hesitate to let us know."&nbsp; &nbsp;He hooked his thumbs in the loops of his suspenders and stretched them out, pulling them up over his shoulders.&nbsp; "We appreciate your business."<br><br>McClean looked up, slowly.&nbsp; There was pure hate in his eyes as he growled and spat upon the floor.&nbsp; "Go to th' Void, Black."<br><br>"Oh, I'm sorry," Walter said, with an expression of exaggerated regret.&nbsp; "I'm afraid we're all out of that.&nbsp; You'll just have to settle for a nice, comfy seat in the brig and a long voyage back to New Cheyenne."&nbsp; His expression changed.&nbsp; "Now, we're not savages here, McClean.&nbsp; You play nice, show us you can behave, and we'll get you some water.&nbsp; Maybe even some of the amazing biscuits that Juliette makes.&nbsp; &nbsp;But that's all contingent on you playin' nice.&nbsp; On the other hand, you give us any trouble, any trouble at all..."<br><br>He reached down to his hip, where his blaster was.<br><br>Where his blaster <em>usually</em> was.&nbsp; &nbsp;He felt slightly foolish, patting his hip when there was nothing there.<br><br>"Well, you....get...the idea."&nbsp; He coughed, and tried to recompose himself.&nbsp; McClean didn't even grin.<br><br><em>Better watch that one,</em> he thought, and opened his mouth to add something.&nbsp; Suddenly, the sound of water rushing echoed throughout the ship's pipes.&nbsp; Both men looked up;&nbsp; Walter instinctively knew what was happening.&nbsp; One of the women, or possibly both, were using Jules' jury-rigged shower, running a bar of soap along supple, lithe limbs while rivulets of water trickled down through sodden hair, over shoulders and curves and ripe, full breasts, dancing down shapely thighs and legs to patter finally upon the floor...<br><br>Both men looked at each other.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Think about it," said Walter.&nbsp; "In the meantime, I believe I have business elsewhere."<br><br>Before Jethro could respond, Walter beat a hasty retreat, his imagination rife with images of the two females, twined about each other in the shower's enclosure, hands and asses pressed against the glass.<br><br><div align="center">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/29700000/Nathan-33-nathan-fillion-29778477-500-226.gif)</div><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mintprincess</strong> on <strong>28-11-2016, 23:58:40</strong>
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				There was no denying Jules, not now, when Kenzie’s body shivered despite the hot water streamed over her curves.&nbsp; Shifting, she turned, breasts pressed against the foggy glass, still clearly visible to the man who had just entered their no longer private moment.&nbsp; Kenzie didn’t notice, her eyes drifting closed as Jules hands continued to work their magic, continued to bring her already once spent loins right back to screaming with primal need to be turned inside out and fucked until she couldn’t breath.&nbsp; <br><br>A moan escaped her lips.&nbsp; &nbsp;She reached behind, hand sliding along Jules’ hip, wanting to bring the woman closer.&nbsp; She felt like a different person, a better person, here in the comfort of the other woman’s arms, as though the key that unlocked the secret being inside her had been hanging around Jules and Walter’s necks all this time… and she’d shied away. <br><br>Missed opportunities, stolen chances.&nbsp; But none of that mattered now.<br><br>As her eyes opened to see Walter watching, her lips curled into a wicked smile.&nbsp; She leaned back into Jules and nipped at the woman’s ear softly.&nbsp; “Think he wants a show?”&nbsp; &nbsp;Hips moved slightly to a beat only she could hear, but Kenzie doubted that mattered to either of them.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KieraJade</strong> on <strong>30-11-2016, 20:00:54</strong>
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				Kenzie moaned and Juliette smiled. That big, wide, slow grin spread across her face as she pressed her naked body up against the back of the tall blonde’s. Breasts tickled into her back, her hips matched with the slightly slimmer ones, and her hands – callused, mechanic’s hands – slid up Kenzie’s curves to scoop around and cup the bottom of her breasts. <br><br>The ones currently flattening against the glass of the shower. The ones she knew Walter could see quite clearly. <br>Her grin was pressed into the side of Kenzie’s neck as she nibbled on the woman. Kissed, raked her teeth along sensitive skin and made a contemplative noise. As if she was unaware of the need that was rising between the two women. As if she had no intention of doing anything more than just these few pets and kisses.<br>&nbsp;<br>When her words finally floated through the air, answering Kenzie’s softly sexy question, they were sultry. Just ambling out through her lips. “I think he’s going to get one…” She murmured. <br><br>Her hands moved then, and circled around Kenzie’s wrists. Jules guided Kenzie’s palms to the glass, flattening them there and then pressing them upwards. Making her stretch to reach the top of the enclosed shower. It elongated the blonde’s body. Stretched her out. Showed her off. <br><br>“Stay just like this, beautiful.” Jules said softly, then glided her palms back down the curves of Kenzie’s body. The soap had all but disappeared now and it was just water that remained a liquid barrier between them. So when Jules lifted her hand and brought it down on the round cheek of Kenzie’s ass, giving her a glancing blow of a spank, it made a splash. And echoed through the shower. “Spread your legs a little bit, darlin’… Spread them and then tell me what you want me to do to you… What you want Walter to see me do to you.”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hot Titanium -- a Space Western (Remiel, Kiera Jade, &amp; Mintprincess)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>02-12-2016, 01:29:44</strong>
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				Walter arrived just in time to see Kenzie, the blond, pressed against the wall of the shower, her breasts flattening against the glass.&nbsp; They formed two dark circles, the color of bruised apricots, with tiny pink areolas in the center of each one.&nbsp; &nbsp;Walter stood there, his hands on his hips, staring, trying--and failing--to seem nonchalant, as if to say, "oh, <em>this</em> again."&nbsp; But the truth was, he wouldn't have missed this for the wor--for the galaxy.&nbsp; There was just something about the sight of the two women spooning in the shower that reached out and plucked at his libido like a guitar string, sending it twanging with barely-contained excitement.&nbsp; Quintessential femininity, smooth and streamlined, water racing in rivulets along naturally-defined curves, along arms and chests and breasts and hips and legs and hair.<br><br>And then Jules, stars bless her, decided to have her way with Kenzie, snatching her wrists and pressing her palms to the glass.&nbsp; Walter always liked to see this side of the brunette, the fires in her eyes blaze as she seized control.&nbsp; Just like Walter had done earlier, she manipulated the blonde, stretching her out, showing her body off to the watching captain like a saleswoman doing the hard-sell on her fastest, sleekest, speediest ship.&nbsp; <em>Check out the engines on this one.&nbsp; Fifty-seven parsecs per galactic second, and sure as shootin' if she doesn't purr like a kitten while doing it.</em>&nbsp; She even punctuated the pitch with a slap to Kenzie's shapely ass, for stars' sake!&nbsp; <br><br>Walter opened his mouth, no doubt to say something snarky, then shut it again.&nbsp; He shifted position as the pressure between his legs grew to be uncomfortable.&nbsp; He realized he didn't know what to do with his hands.&nbsp; He stuffed them in his pockets, for lack of anything better to do, but then he realized that wasn't going to work.&nbsp; He pulled his hands out of his pockets, and crossed his arms instead.&nbsp; That felt slightly more appropriate.&nbsp; "No, really, take your time," he prompted them, leering shamelessly and unabashedly.<br><br><div align="center">(https://tribzap2it.files.wordpress.com/2014/03/nathan-fillion-castle-2.gif?w=350&amp;h=196)</div>
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