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This piece gave me some inspiration and I wrote a little short story set in my book after the events where Seamus joins the ship. Up until now Matthews has been stuck in the ship's hospital recovering from an accident that blinded her. This story follows her first time confidently venturing out onto the ship for a night out:
Breaking the Brat Tamer
Matthews let her hand lead her along the wall and slowly made her way down the corridor from her quarters to the elevators. Over the months she had gotten used to how many steps it took from her quarters to the elevators. Crewmen had finally stopped offering to take her to the elevators. Though she would never say it she much preferred the autonomy of walking on her own. She hadn't quite gotten used to reading braille so she memorized where on the panel she needed to press to go where she wanted.
The elevator doors slide open with a hiss and noise flooded into the small space. A cacophony of moving bodies, passing conversation and the hum of the ship felt like a beast standing in front of her. It was getting easier to push past it but she still needed to muster the courage to step out into the corridor. After a moment the fear had passed and she slid out into the hallway. Just a little ways down from the elevator bank was Klub Kherson, which also doubled as the ship's mess. She felt a little sad she wouldn't be able to enjoy the light show anymore but the music was always her favorite anyway.
Steady bass beats and synths could be heard as she approached the entrance to the club. Unintelligible conversations filled the cramped space outside the door. It was Wednesday night so there would be a short line for the dance. Officers, however, skipped it.
Crewmen Wojda was standing at the entrance metering the flow of bodies into the space. He greeted her as she approached, "Evening chief. I'm glad to see you up and about." She could hear him cringe slightly when he said "see". It made her laugh.
"I can't stay cooped up in the infirmary forever," she replied." And you don't need to call me chief, Carl." He laughed with her, releasing the tension in the air and ushered her in.
Aggressive electronic music filled the air of the club. Matthews kept her hand on the wall until she bumped into the bar and a few patrons. She apologized and carefully pushed past the remaining people until her hip found an empty stool.
One of the French civilian crew was working tonight. Matthews called out and a few seconds later the bartender leaned in and asked what she was having. She ordered a drink and some of what was hot on the night's menu.
While she waited Matthews turned to face the speakers and crowd. Inside the club the din of conversation mixed into the beats and thumps of the music. Her eyes shut and the sound washed over her like waves. The sound dampened and she felt someone large pass and slide into the seat next to her.
He had a thick accent and spoke in galactic basic. A synthesized voice spoke quickly after in English. She paid the stranger no mind and swirled her drink. After he was finished ordering he turned to her, "Haven't seen you before."
Matthews waited a long moment before replying, "That's what I should be saying to you." She put a slight softness on the end of it.
The stranger laughed with his chest, "I am used to being the new face in parts but it is part of the fun, yes?" He phrased it like a question.
Matthews smiled a bit. Being the new person always gave her a bit of a raw thrill and sometimes a hit of adrenaline. "What's your name? Did you join us from the station?" She knew he couldn't be one of the ship's original crew; she didn't recognize his voice.
"I am called Seamus and my friends call me Sea." He answered, sounding a tad proud. "Your crew came to me for parts and advice on the station." He paused a moment and Matthews noticed he sounded a bit more sly. "I took a few of the braver ones on the night scene, heh." She could hear him sipping his drink.
Raz and Ramzi had told her about someone they met and went dancing with when they had docked. Matthews wondered if this one was the same. While she waited for her food and then while she ate they continued.
"I used to live in the club," she said with a longing sigh. She turned to face him and added, "I'm sad I missed your tour of the night life."
He took a sip of his drink and gestured to the club, "Yours is not bad." He turned to face her, "You should show me the ship's night life sometime."
A sly grin crept at the corner of Matthews' mouth and an even more sly idea entered her head. Reaching over the bar to get one of the tender's attention, she ordered two fingers of gin and threw it back before the bottle had put down. She then grabbed Sea's shoulders and pulled him to the exit.
In spite of playful protests Matthews pulled him into one of the open elevators. For the first time in a long time she laughed with real mirth. Once they were alone, after a stop, she turned to him. "I wanna show you the places you wouldn't get to see as a civilian."
"Ah ha," he replied with a matching toothy smile. "So you're going to show me the *true* night life." He rested his paw on her waist.
Matthews couldn't help the rush of blood to her face or the heat that was radiating off her body now. It caught her off guard; she hadn't felt flustered in as long as she could remember. The sound of the elevator door opening both snapped her out of it and gave her a good excuse to move on.
They made their ways through the crew levels toward the major infrastructure decks of the ship. Seamus was particularly impressed when she brought him into the engineering control level with a view of the propulsion systems. They moved on quickly after Chief Barclay started making his way over. She might lose her date to tech talk.
Next she showed him the hanger deck and the the squadron waiting in storage for its next sortie. In the next section up the majority of the cargo deck was still housing Djikki's followers; albeit in a much more organized setting than when they first joined. Just beyond the masses and cargo containers was the ship's computer core and, if Matthews remembered correctly, her girlfriend.
The two entered into the operations center for the computer core to the sound of a talking head video. Razumi paused what she was watching and turned to see who came in. When she recognized both of them she nearly fell out of her chair. "Matthews, Seamus! What are you doing here?" Her excitement for the surprise visit was palpable.
Seamus went to reply but Matthews was too quick for him, "I'd heard some fun things about this one," she tugged on his arm, "and gave him the grand tour of the ship." She shifted her tone to have a slight accusatory tone, "But you already know Seamus do you?" Matthews couldn't see it but she knew Raz would be blushing.
"Well w-when" she started to stammer out.
"This is the one who I showed the night life." Seamus cut her off. "I did not expect it but she is quite a beast in the club."
"That's where we first met too." Matthews added, a bit of a blush returning to her cheeks.
Raz mustered herself and flipped the accusatory tone back to Matthews, "If you've given this boy the grand tour you must *really* like him." She turned away, "I'll work some overtime tonight in that case. I won't be back till late." Even facing away Matthews could feel Raz's shit eating grin.
The three talked for a little while longer and Raz showed them the computer core. The ship's AI even appeared to say hello to the new addition to the ship. Matthews and Seamus said their goodbyes and made their way back up to the common decks and forward to the residential section.
When they got to the junction where the civilian and military quarters separated Seamus turned to head to his cabin. His arm was stuck to Matthews and he couldn't continue.
"I had a lot of fun tonight." Matthews said, "looking" straight ahead down the corridor toward her cabin.
Seamus smiled, "Tonight I only expected to have a strange drink and strange meal with strange music and interesting people. But I got to experience you." He put a paw on her face and turned it to face his, "You are a wonderful experience."
Practically glowing with heat now she leaned up to kiss him but missed and hit his chin instead. The tension broke with both of them laughing hysterically for a few minutes. When they caught their breath Matthews stated, "Raz did say she was leaving us the cabin." She left the invitation unspoken.
A devilish grin formed as Seamus replied, "Yes, yes she did. Do you have anything in mind?" He saw the invitation but wasn't going to let her by that easy.
"Well the tour cant end until I've showed you my place." Matthews wasn't going to let him best her. She set out to beat the brat tamer and she would do it. She couldn't, however, stop the arousal and excitement from doing their job.
One of Matthews' benefits as the security cheif was the largest layout available for personal quarters. She had added a separate bed area for the twins but the kitchen and dining area in the middle were original. Off to the right behind another door was her bedroom. She tugged her new friend towards the door and almost before it had slid shut she thrust him onto the bed.
Seamus managed to keep his composure but he was not used to women putting him in his place like this. Usually he was playing the suave romantic one. He had to admit to himself, though, that he was enjoying being on the receiving end for a change.
Sliding on top of him Matthews ran her hands up under his shirt and through his fur. Unlike the Deliah, the Iapetians are famous for having lush and silky fur. Amongst the furred races of the galaxy they're widely regarded as mingling with the softest.
Matthews digits working their way around Seamus's chest making him huff and gasp as she lifted his shirt up and over his head. She lunged into him and locked his maw into hers.
Their tongues met and wrestled before Matthews pulled back for air. Both of them were panting. From above the AC kicked on to combat the rising room temperature. Sea's mind was flooding with endorphins and his heart was beginning to race. He felt her hands on his package with much less material between than he expected. Looking down he saw that she had undone his pants and was rubbing his ever stiffening member over his underwear.
"I can see why you're the brat tamer." Matthews chided him as she stroked him. She saw his face flush with even more blood when she popped his cock out from his waistband. A small bead of clear fluid was already forming at his tip. She ran a single digit up the underside of his cock and ended with a flick under his head. While he gasped with pleasure she tasted him on her fingertip.
Matthews could feel her panties starting to soak now. She was starting to blush herself with his cock out and throbbing in her hand. She wanted to taste *more*. Her nose prodded his balls and she inhaled his scent.
Her tongue snaked from his balls to the base of his shaft and then up to his tip. Like with her finger she did a little flick with the tip of her tongue under his head. Precum was beading up faster now threatening to dribble down his length. She engulfed his head and circled it before pressing down and taking him halfway.
Seamus looked down at her and ran his hand through her hair. Matthews "looked" up in his direction with a smile and she worked up and down on his crotch. She could feel his heartbeat getting faster and faster. His cock was throbbing harder in her maw than ever. *He must be getting close* she thought to herself.
Coming up for air she leaned into Seamus for another kiss. She kept him locked in a kiss and crawled up on him, positioning his pelvis beneath hers. She slid his pants all the way off and started to gently grind her panties against his cock. "You're really cute when you gasp like that." She said to him, leaning into his ears. "Beg me to let you stick it in." She practically had devil horns at this point.
Seamus stuttered out, "P-please."
"Please, what?" Matthews whispered into his ear then leaned back to slide off her panties.
"P-please let me fuck you, Matthews." The sound of lust dripping from his voice was driving her lust even higher. She leaned up, gently lined his tip against her slit and slowly, ever so slowly started to sit back down onto him. He threw his head back into the pillows when their crotches met. They locked eyes again once more, as much as she could, and Matthews leaned in for one more kiss before she started to work her new boytoy.
She started slow but quickened her pace after a few plaps. He was close to the biggest she had taken and definitely since embarking on the Kherson. Matthews was slamming her waist down onto him now. She hadn't realized how much she was pent up until now. Her mind was filling with heat and the need for Seamus to pump her full. She had kept a confident face up till now but it was all too much.
Sea saw her expression soften and took the chance to start thrusting up into her. He was barely holding on with her. He could feel the peak of the hill was so close. It was taking all his physical and mental strength not to tip over the edge. He would get a bit of fun out of her before he broke.
Matthews started moaning with his thrusts; each time she bottomed out on him. He spoke something in his mother tongue, the translator struggled but spat out, "Please let me release."
She slammed down one final time and ground her hips into his. "Fill me baby," she whispered in his ear. The sensation of his cock pulsing and pushing against her walls, his cum pumping out into her womb and his moans pushed her over the edge. She clenched down on him and orgasm overtook her. Electric shot out from her pussy through her limbs and up her spine. She let out a gruff, guttural moan and collapsed on top of Sea.
The two lay panting and sweating onto each other for a few moments. Sea took her face in his hands. He slowly pulled her in and they both closed their eyes for one final kiss.
For awhile they both laid on the bed catching their breath and swimming in the afterglow. Matthews lifted up on her elbows, kissed Sea a last time and rolled off of him. They stayed a while sprawled out on one another, Seamus' leg on top of Matthews.
She rolled over to face him, "I guess i really needed that," her voice was still breathy.
Seamus turned to her, "It is not so often I am at my bedfellow's whim." He took a couple breaths before continuing, "I also needed that." Matthews could hear the smile on his face.
She nuzzled up to his chest and closed her eyes. The two had been exploring the ship for a few hours and the ship time was getting late in the day. Matthews hadn't felt this relaxed in, well, since they had left Earth. For the first time in a long time she could feel sleep creeping at the back of her mind and it didn't scare her. She just let go and let the blackness take her.