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If Phantom didn’t have a hundred other protocols in place already, I might be worried as I sent the message to Lochdon.
The passenger area of the ship Phantom sends to Earth twice a day feels like a luxury plane and today, there are only a few of us heading home, so we all have our own row.
A woman named Ivy is asleep in hers behind me, snoring softly.
So when the video request comes through, I turn my back to the bulkhead and put my earbuds in so I don’t bother anyone else.
“Hey,” I say, softly.
“I’m glad you reached out.”
The voice isn’t his… it’s a translation feature and I kind of hate that.
“I didn’t like how things ended today.”
“Neither did I.” He frowns. “I am sorry.”
“I know… we’ll work on the cultural differences.”
He nods and I realize… “You’re not wearing a shirt anymore. Do you usually go topless at home?”
“Often, yes, but…”
He chuckles and glances away, so I ask, “What are you doing?”
He looks down, beneath the camera. “I was in the middle of doing what I did every night of that long haul before I went to find you in my dreams.”
I wish Terjen hadn’t shown up. I wish that we had been able to go back to his place and I was there with him now… “Show me?”
He flips the camera and I bite my lip at the size of his big purple cock in his hand. The glowing blue on his body… He strokes and I hate Terjen a little bit more.
“Do you want me to fuck my hand the way I wish I was fucking your body?”
“Yes please.”
A sound of pleasure echoes through my earbuds, but he doesn’t start stroking himself. The feed tumbles around for a moment and then, he sets his device on a table… giving me a full view of him.
Fuck.
“Hang on one second.” I press the screen tight to my chest and slip out of my row, going to one of the bathrooms and locking myself in.
Just because the women who work at Phantom’s are used to alien cocks, doesn’t mean I want to jump scare any of them.
“So,” I say, hopping up onto the counter and leaning back against the wall here. “You jerked off to the idea of me and then went to sleep so you could see me in your dreams too?”
“The first night, I didn’t,” he says. “And I woke up to cum-stained sheets.
“I dreamed that you’d found a way to stow aboard and that you came to me in the night to punish me for taking such a long contract.”
“I missed you… but I knew you’d be back.”
He groans as he works his cock. “I’ll always find a way back for you, Peach. If you want me.”
“I do.”
His eyes flutter closed for a moment, and I ask, “Did I wrap my lips around that beautiful cock of yours?”
He grunts a yes, and I wonder if dream-me unhinged my jaw to manage it, but I don’t ask.
“Did I climb on top? Or did you roll me into the mattress and cover my mouth with one of your hands?”
“Yes.”
I press my tongue to the corner of my mouth and try not to smile too widely.
“What if one of your bunkmates came in and found me there?”
“They could watch, but I wouldn’t have shared.” He mutters something and the app doesn’t translate it. “You came to me in my dreams and whispered wicked things. This… This was an act of self preservation.”
“What did I say?”
“You said all sorts of things I can’t repeat.”
I press my lips together. I want to know.
“And did you imagine holding me down on your cock while you filled me with your cu—”
He comes with an untranslated curse and it streams from his cock, striping his stomach and chest.
Laughing, he looks at me apologetically.
“I didn’t call you just so you could watch me come.”
“It’s alright.”
“I feel like all I’ve done today is ask for your forgiveness.”
I don’t disagree as I watch him clean up.
“I was going to ask you to go back to your place before he showed up and then… I don’t know. I guess, I thought this was something more than it is. When I’m on a date with you I’m on a date with you. For the time we’re together… you kind of have a claim over me.”
“I can’t think of it that way.” He takes a deep breath, picking the phone up and bringing me back, close to his face. “I’m not allowed to be jealous or possessive of you in any way.”
“But you said you wouldn’t have shared.”
“It’s a little different when I’m inside of you.”
Taking a deep breath, I nod, “I’ll have to learn all the rules.”
“Are you still on station?”
“No, I’m heading home.”
“Okay.” I don’t like the disappointment in his tone, or the way that it mirrors my own.
“I’m not scheduled for the booth for another few weeks… When do you ship out next?”
“Ten days.”
I chew on my lip. Hadn’t I just been thinking that we need to keep it in the booth? “What if we meet on the normal floor at Phantom’s next time? In four days?” I hope my memory is correct and my schedule is free.
“Set the appointment and I will be there.”
I disconnect the call, touch up my makeup, and when I’m back in my seat, I pull up the scheduling function on the app and input my first ever non-booth shift. My first ever reservation, too…
Lochdon makes me want to do a lot of things for the first time.
But I definitely need more information.
I open up the document Phantom put in my e-reader app. There has to be something between all and nothing. And I want to know what it is before I see him again.