Rocket’s ship

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

Alright that's enough" I smile "what did everyone get up to when we parted ways?"

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

Kor listens while the others detail their adventures; when it comes to his turn, he shows off the sword, hoping the others admire the craftsmanship as much as he does. 

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

I smile as the crew easily accepts kor as family amping him up about his sword and joking freely with him

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

In response to a joke about how it's only so long, implying that Kor's penis is short, he draws his katana. "No, this is more my size," he jokes, about the lengthy, yet slim blade. 

[Ryle “Rocket” Arora]

Reaper has to smack my back as I choke on my drink at kors assertion. Flushing as the image of kor with an impressive strap fills my mind.

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

Kor, flush with success, tosses a saucy wink at Rocket. "You want some?"

[Reaper]

"I think it's polite to ask me first before you fuck my wife"  I joke grinning widly

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

Kor flushes, lowering the sword. "Sorry, sir."

[Reaper]

" you're right Tova he would make a good pup." I laugh rocks sly as Rocket recovers herself.

"Yes well i think that's enough for tonight we're leaving at first bell... so I'll bid you goodnight." My wife says flushing and rising to her feet she gives me the look and I know what she's thinking of and the fantasy she is having of our pup.

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

Later that night, in his bunk, Kor's hands wander down to his sword belt, unbuckling it to allow admittance into his robes. He hesitates, then strips off his lower garment, leaving himself in the nightgown-like kimono that serves as a top. He slides into his bunk, chasing sleep, but sleep is hard come by when he's worked up and imaginative. His tail twitches, and the kimono rides up, as it so often does, leaving his hands free access to himself. 

He runs a finger along his folds, hesitant, yearning to explore but afraid. It's a sin, they told him. It's bad, to be touched down there. It's not something people with anatomy like his enjoy. It's something men do to you: they hold you down and they take what they want, regardless of your pleasure. 

Somehow that thought just gets him more revved up. Slowly, hesitantly, his finger dips into the folds, stroking its way down until he finds his hole. He runs a finger around it, heart pounding, breath catching in his throat. Surely it's not a sin if it's himself doing it, is it?

He pulls his hand away, nervously, and gives it a sniff. Then he gets up, heading to the sink, and washes it thoroughly. He splashes cold water on his face, then pinches his delicate, sensitive ear until all he can think about is the pain. Then he turns back to head to bed, fighting once again for sleep.

Sleep is a long time coming. 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I sniff gently once about the flyer. It's been a long time since I set foot in one of these. They all smell the same. My eyes sweep across the delapadared vessel and matching crew.  When the president had said he found me a Maris run transport I had lost hope of a 5 star accommodation. I am heading for a governorship it would be a shame if I were to show up in style.

Still this little stunt will get me respect quickly. Rocket is a folk hero and my bastard sisters endorsement will go far.

I smile coldly at her. It's so unfare she's stayed young and could be beautiful if only she removed that armor,  and I have grown old. My face has wrinkled and my hair is gray though I am still a handsome women. Still her youth could have made me queen of any planet I wanted instead I've been stuck in Tepish government growing old.

"Arora how good to see you again, I'm glad to see your ship is still in order if only barely." I say sweetly.

"Your quarters are on the third deck meals are on the first floor mess. I'm sure you'll find a way to occupy yourself as we will be busy insuring the ship stays in one piece for you." She says in her normal dead pan.

"I'm sure I will be fine" a young man in Edo dress stands near the lift  "I'm sure you won't mind if he helps me to my room" I say wrapping my hand around his arm and pulling him into the lift with me and my survents before there's any protest

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

Kor's hand goes to his sword right away, but he pulls it off; there's no reason he should cut someone down just because he's jumpy at being grabbed. Still, the last thing he wanted was to be in close contact with their passenger. "Uh, hi," he says, fumbling for words. 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Hello dear." I say sweetly "how did a sweet boy like you end up so far from home?" I slip easily into a grandmotherly role

[Kuronue "Kor" Higurashi]

"I left," he says, shifting his weight a little. 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I pat his arm gently. I can feel how scared he is. "I'm sure my sister has filled your head with lies about me. She's still bitter I saw no point in endless war." I say sadly. "Any way that's all in the past now my dear and we can all live freely."