Pixie Hazard by Archibald Bradford (top young adult novels .txt) 📕

Progress.

She had so many lessons planned for him.

“Feel free to take a nap, or fiddle with my underwear if you want, I know you’re curious. The ones on the rack are still wet from the wash, but the bottom drawer is all clean.” She raised an eyebrow as pointed at a heap of her clothes on the floor; “And those ones are from yesterday...”

His eyes followed her finger to the rich purple panties and matching bra crumpled up with her clothes on the floor.

They weren’t there by accident, none of it was; her quarters was a carefully prepared set, a stage for her to teach her newest pupil every little titillating thing that she could.

“Just please don’t use them to masturbate, I wouldn’t mind if you did, but I want you fresh for when I get back.”

He didn’t even flinch, didn’t nod, didn’t let out a sound.

To him, making any kind of indication would be tantamount to admitting that he was captivated with the illicit idea of getting a closer look at her undergarments.

She once again savoured his predictable reaction for a moment, the cause of his frozen expression plainly obvious to the experienced woman, then she feasted on his exposed body one last time with her eyes before exiting her bunk and closing the hatch behind her.

And unbeknownst to Bryan the next lesson had already begun: coping with the slow boil of anticipation.

Chapter 19:Underpaid, Overworked

Donnie hefted her box and set it on the table in the common room, then vaguely gestured at it as she looked to her first mate.

“You know what this thing is? Kyle is stumped.”

“All I see is a black cube Donnie, unless you want me to get up?”

Billy said the last part somewhat ominously, as if waking the sleeping K’or-Macka in her lap was a grave sin.

Which it kinda was.

It became a moot point though as the cat sat bolt upright a few seconds later when Eva and Davie came into the room, the pair not being at all quiet as they bantered with each other, panting and sweating profusely from what appeared to be an intense workout.

“What happ’nd?” Bunny slurred as she blearily wiped at her face.

“Your tit is hanging out.” Eva remarked as her eyes darted back and forth between her exposed breast and face.

Bunny made no move to correct her wardrobe malfunction though; instead she made it worse by stretching languorously, then turned to Billy with a bright smile and gave her an affectionate lick on the cheek.

“Thanks for the company Billy! You’re a great snuggler.”

“Yeah, she was known for that in the academy.” Donnie remarked sarcastically; “All the boys said the same.”

“That’s good.” Bunny said with another yawn and stretch that exposed more of her skin.

The doctor smiled as she got up from the couch, not feeling the need to defend herself with Bunny around.

Somewhat captivated by the expanse of semi-nude cat-flesh, Donnie turned her head to one side to address the twins without looking away from the erotic sight.

“What have you two been up to?”

“Sparring. Need to whip your pilot into shape.” Eva replied with a smirk; “She’s getting fat.”

Davie kicked her under the table as Billy took a look at the mystery box.

“Nothing worse than a fat starship pilot.” The medic mumbled as she prodded at the black box.

Fat starship pilots were as common as dirt in the galaxy; it was something of a cliché, so poor Davie had an uphill battle to fight.

“Is Maria still toying with the kid?” Donnie asked as Bunny scampered past her into the galley to start making lunch.

“Don’t know.” The doctor said as she turned the box over in her hands with an increasingly frustrated look on her face; “What the fuck is this thing Donnie?”

“Here I was hoping you could tell me.”

“Not a clue.” Billy pronounced as she set it back on the table.

Determined not to waste much more time on it, the captain activated her coms.

“Sledge! Pull out of the kid and get to work on that inventory.”

Maria’s voice came back a few seconds later, more than a little cheek in her tone.

“Me and Eniella are already on it Skipper! Now fuck off or you’ll make her lose count!”

Donnie cursed but left her alone, turning her attention back to the three others now puzzling over her magic box.

Yeah, she could have picked a different name for it.

Davie and Eva were turning it to and fro, but they were just as clueless as the rest of her crew.

“So... valuable?”

At least Eva’s priorities lined up fairly well with Donnie’s.

“Who fucking knows? I’m tempted to jump back and dump it on Kentis just to be rid of any trouble it might bring.”

“Bullshit.” Eva snorted; “We salvaged it, so it’s ours.”

“Yes because the mega-corps all agree with the ancient and sacred law of ‘finders keepers’.” Davie mocked.

“You looking to work off some more of that fat, sister mine?”

Bunny giggled then as she brought out a plate of sandwiches for them.

“Get a room you two!”

Silence fell on the lot of them as all eyes turned to the blissfully clueless K’or-Macka.

After a moment Donnie and Billy both started laughing as Eva and Davie cringed.

“Urgh. No! Just... no! Bunny!” The pilot whined.

“What? What did I do?” The pouting cat asked innocently.

With her ears flat to her head it wasn’t long before Donnie took pity on her, explaining the exact meaning of the phrase while Eva and Davie both studiously ignored her, focusing on their lunch.

“Oh I get it, because some humans don’t like to be seen having sex!” Bunny said with a laugh.

“Yeah, some humans.” Eva mumbled bitterly around a mouthful of tuna salad.

“Right, well speaking of, can you