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Authors: Linda Mooney

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Chapter 12

Filed Under "Heart"

Lawn had heard of women who claimed to have fallen in love with their dildos, but never anyone who swore to falling in love with a spaceship. Or a man who was a spaceship. Or would that be a spaceship who was a man?

Screw it.

She eased out of bed and made it over to the bathroom without too much discomfort. She had to admit to herself that the soreness wasn't so much a negative as it was a positive.

If anyone could claim they had been nailed to the bed, she could. And firmly. Really hammered.

She couldn't stop grinning.

All right, she was tender and raw. Her inner lips between her thighs were swollen, but who wouldn't be after a couple of hours of serious hanky panky?

On the plus side of things, Deep would never wear out. His energy was as boundless as his imagination. She would never have to worry about him having an orgasm, and afterward rolling over in bed and falling asleep. Better yet, he wasn't a one-night stand.

Lawn stuck her head out of the bathroom and looked around. The room seemed unusually quiet. What did a ship do after having sex?

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What else? He'd probably run diagnostics and do what ships normally do when they're anchored to a buoy in the middle of space.

Still smiling, she sauntered out of the bedroom and blithely climbed up the ladder to the bridge. The decking was cold, but not unbearably. The overall temperature inside the ship was kept at a steady twenty-three degrees Celsius. To be honest, walking around in her birthday suit felt freeing and surprisingly comfortable.

Lawn glanced at her image in the shiny console. Funny, but the deformity on the left side of her face didn't interest her for once. This time she stared at her breasts, at the color of her nipples, and compared that color to her lips. Odd that the two tints would be the same.

She cupped her breasts, subconsciously comparing her touch to Deep's. She gently pinched her nipples, and a little shiver of electric excitement burrowed itself between her legs.

Careful, girl, or you're going to get wet all over again.

She paused.

And that would be a bad thing because?

A rattling sound behind her caught her attention. Lawn turned around to see a cup and saucer sitting on the chair seat. Walking over to it, she picked it up and sniffed the contents.
Tea.
A sip told her it was sweetened the way she liked it.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

He appeared a few feet away, looking no different than he always did, although she had to admit the jumpsuit looked 98

 

strikingly good on him, cut to his specs. Deep crossed his arms over his chest as he perused her appearance.

"Is that a new uniform for you?"

Despite his gruff tone of voice, he grinned. Lawn smiled back over the rim of her cup.

"Yeah. Do you like it?"

"It's not regulation."

"Well, hell. Not much of what's happened in the past few hours has been regulation either. Mmm. This is delicious. You do brew a mean cup of tea."

Pivoting around, she parked her butt in the seat, and became aware of how the fabric slid over her swollen parts.

Damn.
If she didn't know any better, she would swear she was starting to feel up to a little more love play.

She glanced over to see Deep still in the same area, but his grin had gotten considerably wider. "Penny for your thoughts," she asked him.

"You're sore, but your heart rate is elevating. How do you feel?"

Lawn wriggled her hips. "Juicy. So tell me, can ships get their rocks off, too?"

gave a noncommittal grunt and walked over to the console. She watched him closely as he stared out at the endless void. If she didn't know any better, she would swear he was in deep thought.

Deep thought. Now there's a pun for you.

"Answer something for me, would you? When did you realize you were sentient? I mean, was there an epiphany? Or 99

 

 

 

did someone tell you? Did it occur when someone threw your switch, or what?"

He glanced over at her before returning his gaze to the universe. "I knew I was sentient before I was installed in the ship."

"Oh?" Lawn made a face. "Actually, that makes a lot of sense. Getting the brain of the ship to work before installing it. Can I ask where you're located?"

He turned back to face her and briefly frowned. "Located?"

"I mean, where's your brain? Your central core?"

continued to stare at her for nearly a full minute.

Suddenly, a lopsided grin crossed his face. "Why do you want to know? Planning on shutting me down sometime?"

"Is it some sort of secret?"

"No. Not officially."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

He nodded toward the back of the bridge. "It's there."

Lawn rotated around in her chair. All she saw was the solid wall separating the bridge from the engines. The heart of the ship would run the engines, and the engines would power the brain. The two were almost as one.

Without asking, a section of the wall moved forward and slowly swung to the side. From within a small alcove, a greenish glow cast its light into the bridge. It was a containment area of sorts. In the center was a vase or jar. It reminded Lawn of the alabaster canopic jars used to hold mummified remains in Egyptian tombs, except this jar had no lid. It was all in one, and the glow emanating from inside it was a dark emerald color. Lawn stared at the object in awe.

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"Is that"

"That is me, Lawn. It's what I really look like. It's my brain and my heart."

"Is there a force field around you?"

"Yes."

"So no one can go in with a long pole or something and reach over there and breakyou?" She turned to look back at him. Deep smiled.

"Nothing short of me blowing my engines will destroy it."

A shudder ran through her. "Thank you." The door was sliding back into place, meshing so perfectly into the wall that once it sealed shut, she couldn't tell where the seams were, thanks to the honeycomb texture.

"Would you like more tea?"

An expandable arm gloved itself in his holographic form, and plucked her cup from her hands without giving her a chance to answer. Lawn watched in silence as the cup disappeared, but Deep approached her with a look she recognized immediately. She couldn't help but smile.

"Do you know how sexy you look?" he asked in that voice he must know made her bones vibrate. He was approaching her straight on. Without her help, the chair swiveled back around to face him.

The expression on her face did things to her. Sweet, intimate things. Her body's reaction to him coming toward her was enough to melt her into a little puddle.

"Close your eyes, Lawn."

She obeyed, leaning her head back against the chair.

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Hands spread her knees apart, allowing a cool draft of air to reach her soaked mound. Her feet were placed on the console, and she was surprised to find the polished surface warm.

"I can't get enough of you," he breathed. "I find myself staring at you. Memorizing you. Memorizing how incredibly beautiful you are."

He cupped her breasts, lightly pinching her aching nipples.

The gentle torment made her moan softly. She tried to bring her knees together, but hands continued to hold them back, opening her most private areas for all of creation to see.

Lawn gasped. Hands on her knees, hands on her breasts.

"Deep."

"Shhh." A finger touched her lips, silently commanding her to remain mute. At the same time, another pair of hands clamped around her wrists and the arms of the chair. She was pinned by three sets of hands, and his lovemaking was only beginning.

A fourth set of hands trailed their fingertips down her belly, down her abdomen, until they found her flushed lower lips. All sense of soreness was gone, devoured by the heat and need pounding like a second heartbeat in her depths.

"I wish I could do this all day," Deep murmured. "Loving you. Watching you come over and over. I want you to scream for me. I want to hear you scream in pleasure."

Lawn felt her lower lips being parted. The next moment, fingertips began to stroke her erect nub. Stroking, gently pinching, sending bursts of the purest pleasure through her.

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She cried out and tried to jerk her hips, but another pair of hands grabbed her hips and forced her remain immobile.

"Deep!"

"You are mine. Let me love you. Let me bring you."

"T-take me?"

She was blind and deaf to everything except the raw desire whipping through her. She was firmly but carefully bound to the chair, unable to do anything but let him make slow, torturous love to her.

The low purr of her vibrator reached her ears. She barely had time to acknowledge it when its large, warm head pressed against her clit. Hard, intense pulses pounded into her womb.

Vaguely she was aware of the chair tilting backwards until she was lying nearly parallel to the floor, her arms bound to her sides, her thighs spread far apart.

The vibrator began burrowing into her channel, first slowly, then with increasing intensity. It rocked into her until it was buried all the way. And paused.

"More." She could barely breathe, barely speak.

"Do you know how lovely you look?" Deep asked her.

The vibrator moved with excruciatingly slow strokes. Out, in, out, in, no more than an inch or so at a time. It was driving her insane.

"Deep!"

"Your skin is glistening with sweat. Your body is radiating heat. You were made for love, Lawn."

The vibrator went all the way back into her. Then, to her total shock, it began to roll. Like a drill, it began to turn, 103

 

 

 

faster and faster. The fleshy ridges on the dildo's surface scraped over raw, wet nerve endings. Faster and faster.

She was coming. Lawn could feel herself rising on the rim of the tornado swirling between her legs. Round and round, rolling and turning and drilling deeper into her.

pumped her once, twice, and on the third thrust, she exploded.

Lawn screamed. Her body went rigid as the rapturous shock threw her into near catatonia. Still, the vibrator continued to pump into her as it whirred and rotated without ceasing.

Every muscle burned through her orgasm. Every nerve sizzled. Tears flowed down the sides of her face as the sweet torment continued.

The last thing she heard before she passed out was Deep's sad murmur.

"Dear God, it's not fucking fair."

Communique 5I

To: G.E. Coordinator Millner

Sensors are reading fluxes in area 4T8U. Could be the birth of a new star, or gases forming around black hole. Will gather more data and send report shortly.

Addendum: Seeing a deep, personal attachment forming.

There could be slight problems once mission is over.

 

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Chapter 13

Filed Under "Prediction"

"What are we going to do?"

She had lost all sense of time. Her sleep cycles were off, as well as her eating cycles. With Deep's intense and almost constant lovemaking, Lawn found herself floating between odd periods of sleep. Her body went through a barrage of sensations, like huge roller coaster dips and climbs, and the only time they weren't copulating was when she had to go over to the buoy and run stats. Or when she was too damn sore to let him do anything to her other than play with her breasts.

had a breast fetish, she'd discovered. He especially liked to stand behind her and cup them. Or he would reach into her jumpsuit and lift them, or snake around her ribs to playfully tease the nipples.

Like now.

Lawn rolled onto her side to face him. He was lying in the bed next to her. A holo hand and mechanical arm was slowly tracing circles around her left breast, slowly drawing closer and closer to her tightening nipple.

"Deep?"

He dropped his hand and lifted his gaze to look her in the eye. "What is worrying you?"

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"What are we going to do when we get back to Earth? I mean, I've thought long and hard about this, and I know I won't be the same person when we return."

Fingertips lovingly caressed her cheek. "You don't need me to tell you I'm not worth your grief."

Lawn stared at him in disbelief. "Not worth my grief? God help me, Deep! I'm in love with you! If you were a man—"

"If I was a man, I would marry you in a heartbeat," he firmly told her. "We would spend this year loving each other, as though this was our honeymoon. And once we were back on the planet, we would go through debriefing, have Millner give us his blessing, and off we'd skip into our own private happily ever after. But it's not going to be that way, Lawn. No matter how much we want it, no matter how much we demand it, it...won't...happen."

A tear rolled over the bridge of her nose to fall onto the bedclothes. "I do love you, Deep. Do you know why?"

"Tell me why."

"Because my face doesn't make you turn away."

"I know what you've been through," he told her. "I know almost everything about you."

She nodded. "I know. You've probably memorized my files."

chuckled. "More like permanently etched them on my chips." His smile disappeared. "I will love you for as long as I exist, Lawn. Remember that."

"I will." She could barely speak. At any moment, she knew she would burst into a full-blown crying jag.

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"You know, some people go their whole lives without finding the one person they dream of spending eternity with,"

continued. "There are others who settle for someone, and spend their lives in regret."

"Deep? Can you...can you give me something of you?"

He frowned. "What kind of something?"

"I have to stay in touch with you. I can't walk away when we get back to Earth and never talk to you again."

gave a heavy sigh. "Neither can I. To be truthful, I've been working on a relay system you could take with you. It would look like a phone, so it wouldn't arouse any suspicion.

I'm working out the bugs so I can send you messages when I'm in hyperdrive, and when I'm docked."

"What would the Bureau do if they find out we're keeping in contact?"

"I don't know, Lawn. I suspect we'd be breaking some idiotic rules. If that's the case, you would be the one to be punished." He sighed again and rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling. "Maybe we need to rethink this. It would hurt me in ways you can't understand if I was the cause of you being penalized."

A sort of comfortable silence descended over them. Lawn studied Deep's profile, imprinting it on her soul, and swearing to herself she would never forget how he looked. Or how he loved her. Memories of the past few days returned to her, making her smile.

snorted softly. "I can tell you're smiling," he said without turning his head to look at her. "Why are you smiling this time?"

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"Just thinking."

"About what?"

She adjusted her position and clutched her pillow tighter.

"More like wishing."

"For?" This time he turned his head to look at her.

"Anything I can do to help make it come true?" The twinkle in his eye was not hard to decipher.

"I wish the rumors I heard during my training were true."

"What rumors?"

"That the Vogts weren't really sentient. That there were real people attached to them and making them work by remote control."

"It would be nearly impossible to keep a remote attachment to a ship this size. No way a single person can do it."

She frowned. "Yeah." Closing her eyes, Lawn drew her knees up closer to her belly, and soon found herself on the verge of sinking into sleep. She was vaguely aware of the blanket being tucked around her, to keep her from getting chilled.

"I'm going to run another sweep," he whispered. "Rest, my love. I'll wake you if I need your help."

Lawn gave a slight nod. In the next second, she knew he was gone without opening her eyes to check. She was finding herself becoming more and more attuned to him, able to pinpoint where he was about to pop into view before he appeared.

So he was already working on a way they could keep in touch after the mission was over? On one hand she was 108

 

happy to learn he needed that contact with her as much as she did. But on the other hand, it would be a piss poor substitute. What they had now would be the best they could ever have. And the memories of this year would have to last them until her dying breath.

was right. It wasn't fucking fair.

Communique 5M

To: G.E. Coordinator Millner

Slight glitch reported in food replicator and dispenser.

Sending for code that should clear up the problem. Still seeing massive disturbance coming from area 4T8U. It appears to be building. Suggest sending a probe to further investigate.

Addendum: All is well.

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