January Lewd! F/F Human/Jornissian

From Selene to Io and back.

That’s all it was. From Selene to Io and back; launch from the second most populous lunar city, do a microskip - more like a hop, really - to io, scan the moon for lithium and then come back. Low cost to Earth’s Reparation Resource Budget, and might even scout out a couple good new places for some orbital mining.

In, out, 5 days tops.

“And you are certain that these capacitors were charging just fine before we launched?” Sarah grumbled, floating against the ceiling of the engine compartment as she wirelessly tested the capacitor bank built into the ship.

“[I am very certain, Sarah, because I have been piloting scout craft for over 200 of your years!]” snapped back Ksset’esth, her tail coiled around the guardrail of the deck, using it as leverage to orient her body in the now zero-g environment. She was currently putting most terrestrial strippers to shame, coiled back-around under herself to get to a panel below the walkway. “[Obviously the problem is Human manufacturing techniques-]”

“Which we learned from you, thankyouverymuch.” Sarah retorted, the electrical impediment detector giving out a mournful beep in her hands. “And the capacitors are working but empty - Just like the last two times you asked me to check.”

“[Then the charging station at the dock must be faulty-]”

“Or maybe you just weren’t paying attention!”

Serpentine eyes glared at her through the deck grating, unblinking. “[I was paying attention. It was your fault for being distracting!]”

“Dist-distracting? Distracting how? I was doing the same damn pre-flight check we’ve done a hundred times before-”

Ksset’esth didn’t respond and instead turned back to her work in silence. With a groan of frustration Sarah kicked off of the ceiling, flipping over to land feet-first on the wall closer to her partner.

“Look, I’m sorry about getting scared and throwing my instant noodles at you when we switched to aux power.”

There was a pause as what sounded like a panel being pried open, and then the whine of an electrical screwdriver. 

“…and I’m sorry about rushing to the escape capsule - but come on! It was scary!”

“[Mmm.]”

“……and I’m sorry about locking it shut behind me and promising to tell your family that you died in glory. There, are we good now?”

“[Better. I accept your apology, Sarah.]” Ksset’esth said, sliding out from under the decking to look properly at her copilot. “[And I apologize for blaming you for the ship’s malfunction. You weren’t in charge of the capacitor banks, I was.]”

“Hah! Nice pun.”

“[I err…uh. Huh.]”

“Oh, it didn’t…? Well that’s an interesting quirk of the translator, then. But ah, so. What got you so distracted when we were fueling?”

“[Mmm - we don’t have to do this now, do we?]”

“I mean, we’re kinda baring our souls here, right? Confession is good for you and all that?”

Ksset’esth smirked and coiled around the guardrail a couple more times, keeping her face level with Sarah’s - almost as if she was searching for something. A few moments passed before Ksset’esth looked away, clearing her throat. 

“[You were wiggling.]”

Sarah blinked before turning bright red. “Y-you were watching my ass?!”

“[It’s not my fault!]” Ksset’esth said, huffing. “[It’s round and soft-]”

“That’s muscle-”

“[-and you were wiggling it at me-]”

“I was …ok, admittedly, dancing to music but still-”

There was a pause as they looked at each other for a few moments - really, truly looked at each other, then they both turned away.

“[I…was just curious.]”

“Mmm.”

“[I mean no disrespect-]”

“Ah- it’s not that, I mean… I’ve thought about it too. Hard not to, when we’re stuck together, alone, regularly for days at a time…”

There was another long pause, but this time it wasn’t so awkward.

“Aahah… ah, s-so, what’s the verdict?”

Ksset’esth purred to herself, a rumbling sound that ebbed and flowed like the sea. “[We don’t have enough fuel on board to keep atmosphere, gravity, heat, commissary AND scanning going.]”

“W-well” Sarah said, laying down on the wall, “can we just stop scanning? Incomplete data’s still got to be worth something, right?”

Ksset’esth rumbled again - a deeper one, and gave her species version of a shake of the head. “[No. That’s what I was checking - once our orbital trajectory is locked in and the scan starts, we can’t abort it. The AI’s currently extrapolating data on the composition of this moon; if we don’t make enough orbits and collect enough data, then all future calculations will be wrong - or just need to be re-done.]”

“In which case, our trip out here is just a resource drain and a wash.”

“[Yep. So if we keep the scanner going, then we have to worry about killing two other subsystems for the next couple of days. That should ration our fuel enough to skip back to Selene at best, or at worst we’re near the earth-mars-venus corridor and can be picked up easily.]”

“So. Our options are (1) do nothing, get the scanning done but run out of fuel and broadcast our emergency beacon, forcing a rescue-”

“[Which is more resources drained.]”

“Right, and that cuts out of our pay - (2) Cut the scanner and just go home-”

“[Which is a waste of resources, and we’d have to come out here again anyway.]”

“-Or (3) We git gud and tough it out. Go home, no one’s the wiser - we’re just a little off-course.”

“[Yes. That’s correct.]”

“Well alright, that doesn’t even really seem like much of a choice at all. So we need to cut two?”

Ksset’esth ‘nodded’ again, and they both looked at the controls down the corridor in the cockpit.

“Heat and Commissary.”

“[Gravity and Commissary.]”

The two women looked at each other and frowned.

“Ok, so we both agree to cut Commissary - MREs have come a long way - but the ship is insulated! We aren’t going to freeze to death-”

“[No, but it will get cold, especially once we pass behind the planet into its’ shadow!]”

“But you’re cold-adapted; you won’t die-”

“[Neither will you if we stay in microgravity for a few days!]”

“Yeah, but you can’t cuddle easily in microgravity!”

“[That’s not im-wh. Wait, what?]”

Sarah grinned as she unzipped the top of her jumpsuit, tossing it lazily to the side. “You heard me. And seeing as how you were the one staring at me-”

“[Again, not my fault]”

“Mmm, so I guess I need to make it up to you? If you cut the heat then we’ll have no choice but to snuggle together for warmth," Sarah teased as she peeled her sports bra off, tossing it aside before running her hands along her long ponytail to straighten it again. 

Her chest was adorned with a pair of fat-mounds like her own, Ksset'esth noted curiously, though Sarah's were topped with small brown disks of skin, darker than the skin surrounding them. Each was centered around a small, curious promontory, and as Ksset'esth leaned in for a closer look her flitting tongue brushed up against one, much to the apparent pleasure of Sarah. With a playful giggle she covered her chest, leaning to the side to slowly float down to the floor. “Ah! Subsystems first, then ‘emergency’ heat sharing later.”

With a determined grin Ksset’esth slid down the hall, using various handholds to propel her body forward. There was the sound of shedded clothing, a pause, a few sharp beeps, and then the emergency lights flickered - before gravity suddenly returned.

“[Done!]”

“Well! Enthusiastic, aren’t we?” teased Sarah as she walked to the open shared cabin door, dropping her pants and spinning on her heel just as Ksset’esth appeared in the doorframe. 

“[Yes - I am… I am very curious-]”

With innocent interest Ksset’esth leaned forward again, nudging Sarah’s hands out of the way - and running her warm tongue against her exposed nipple. With a soft moan, Sarah reached out and placed her hands on either side of Ksset'esth's head, before giggling softly. "Mine aren't like yours," she stated softly, "they're sensitive - tender even."

"[They keep you warm despite being so . . . slight?]" Ksset'esth asked, glancing up at Sarah's face as she asked. Despite the color of her skin she could tell Sarah was blushing.

"No, not exactly," she began, "they produce milk. For babies." Her tone was awkward and halting, Ksset'esth noted that this was clearly something uncomfortable for her to discuss. Instead of answering with words, she placed her hands on either side of Sarah's hips and lifted her up and into her now-coiled body so that her back leaned up against one side, and her legs spilled over the other, one on either side of Ksset'esth's upright torso.

Sarah jumped slightly as she felt Ksset'esth's cool tail-tip press up against her lower back, before pushing its way under the band of her plain non-standard-issue cotton panties. It slid its way between her legs and around her mound to poke out the other side, resting against her lower abdomen. Sarah let out a long, low moan as the scales slid slowly across her sex, relaxing back into Ksset'esth's coiled body. 

"[Less talk, more warmth,]" she tittered as she leaned in, resting her body against Sarah's, placing her head neatly between the fat mounds that adorned Ksset'esth's chest. Sarah's legs wrapped around Ksset'esth's body as the tail between her legs began to rub itself back and forth across her mound. Ksset'esth could feel the vibrations of Sarah's moans in her chest, the soft, pillowy mounds either side of her head absorbing much of the sound. 

"[You are more like us than you realize,]" she giggled, noting that sliding her tail across Sarah's genital slit was prompting as strong a response as it did for herself, if not stronger. Sarah, being in no position to reply verbally, instead wrapped her arms around Ksset'esth's torso and began stroking her back. The heat both surrounding her body, and being surrounded by her body, was an intoxicating sensation for her, and it was almost enough for her to start moaning herself. As it was, she was groaning softly with each push of her tail, having positioned herself so that her own slit received some attention from her own efforts.

It took Ksset'esth some time to realize that a few the vibrations in her chest were attempts at speech, as at some point her translator began picking up unintelligible snippets. She leaned back, giving her partner breathing room - which she apparently needed, judging by how heavily she was panting. 

"Put it iiiiin~" Sarah whined beneath her, leaning her head back against the massive snake-woman's coiled body. Ksset'esth looked at her relaxed, rosy expression, and then at her sex-slicked tail tucked inside Sarah's soaked panties. She carefully, dexterously tucked the tip of her tail back below the waist of the panties, creating an even larger bulge in the stained, strained fabric as the tip of her tail tucked inbetween the folds of Sarah's sex, quickly finding the wondrously hot, tight canal that hid within. 

Her tail darted forward eagerly, quickly burying the first few inches inside the torrid confines of Sarah's canal. Ksset'esth watched as hot human bit her lip, one hand darting down to join her tail between her legs while the other began to massage one of the mounds on her chest. 

"J-just . . . there! Like that. Keep doing that!" she moaned as Ksset'esth began to slowly slide her tail in and out in short, gentle strokes.

Just watching as her incredibly small, incredibly warm partner writhed and moaned against her body was having a profound effect on Ksset'esth herself, and it wasn't long before she could feel the moisture begin to trickle out ever so slightly from within her own scaly mound. Her fingers rushed to fill the void as her other hand mirrored Sarah's, massaging her own fatty chest. 

Just as Ksset'esth began to lean in for a kiss, Sarah's legs snapped together and she let out a long, powerful moan. Ksset'esth could feel the thick fluids drooling out around her tail and down the inside of her coiled body, and she paused for a moment in her strokes to admire the mewling woman beneath her. This appeared to be the break that Sarah needed, as it was not too long after that she had recovered enough to speak properly again. 

"Alright, now, my turn," she muttered, more to herself than to Ksset'esth it seemed as she sat up, helping Ksset'esth withdraw her tail from the stretched, drenched panties before removing the garment entirely. She tucked her legs into the gap within Ksset'esth's coil, sitting upright as her juices continued to roll down the Jornissian's scales. 

"Just sit still, it's my turn," she grinned, looking up at Ksset'esth with a knowing gaze.

Sarah leaned forward, the snake-woman's slit just below shoulder level for her with the snake's body reared up like this. 

"On Earth," she began as she ran her knuckles along the scaled slit, getting it slick with Ksset'esth's secretions, before beginning to press it forward and continuing, "we call this 'fisting'." Her clenched fist pushed past the scaled lips of her sex and into the warm, velvety canal easily, filling Ksset'esth with a burning heat as inch after inch disappeared inside. As the inside of her bicep pressed up against Ksset'esth's scaled body, Sarah's eyes widened with surprise. 

"I can open my hand," she mused, more to herself as she did just that, feeling as a much softer and clearly more expansive cavity pressed in on her digits, surrounding her hot flesh as she shifted her hand deep within the snake-woman's body. 

"[Please do not stop,]" Ksset'esth hissed above her, placing her hands on Sarah's back to hold her closer. The burning heat and thick, unyielding girth inside her coupled with the sensation of Sarah's hand wiggling about deep inside her was more than enough to slowly but certainly bring her toward a climax of her own. Her tail slid up between Sarah's legs once more, this time much more clumsily as she tried to reciprocate her lover's efforts. It was not too much longer before the novelty for Sarah had worn off, and she began sliding her arm in and out, just enough to pull her fist back into the tight canal before pushing it through to the egg-cavity inside her again . . . and again . . . and again . . .

Ksset'esth did not last more than a minute like this, her body trembling and constricting around Sarah's arm, holding it in place as she let out a low, sibilant moan. As Sarah finally drew her arm back out Ksset'esth nearly collapsed backward, her chest heaving as she instead leaned forward, coiling herself up around Sarah's upper body and bringing her head down to the same level. 

"[I . . . like fisting,]" she managed to mewl softly in Sarah's ear as she began to stroke the underside of Ksset'esth's chin with her sex-slicked hand.