Chapter Two Fourteen Preparations and Recon (Patreon)

Stepping out from the meeting, Countryman found a smaller body pressed against him. Looking back he noted it was Ruri. She looked up with a smile, “Jac?”

He pulled her along, “Sure why not, might as well while we have time.”

Her smile turned into a grin, “Yay!”

Countryman headed for the lift, his plans for the evening changed, now it was a date and perhaps something a little more. He gave her another look, hmm, on second thought she likely wouldn’t settle for anything else.

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After a lovely evening dinner and a movie, Countryman and Ruri returned to his quarters. She pressed herself against him as he brought her through the door and past the foyer with its displays of vintage hardware. In the main room Rose was settled on the sofa watching little Rika play with her blocks.

Rose noticed them come in and then grinned, “One of those nights eh? Don’t worry I’ll make sure Rika gets to bed on time, have fun you two!”

Ruri leaned in, “Thanks Rose!” Then she kissed him, “Come on!”

She practically dragged him to the bedroom and was out of her clothes before the door was fully shut. Countryman took her in, Ruri had always looked young and despite her age she still looked in her prime. No odd wrinkles or fat building in the wrong places. Her black hair hung loosely around her face as she looked up at him with her bright blue eyes, her skin flushed. Down lower he could see her erect nipples standing prominently on her medium breasts.

Not one to make her wait, he slipped out of his own clothes with practiced ease then pushed her back onto the bed. Quickly noting that she was already quite wet, her slim pussy was rather engorged and gaping slightly. Ruri might not need much foreplay today, but that didn’t mean he was going to skip the fun.

As she spread her legs a bit, Countryman grabbed her breasts and began to knead them. Avoiding the nipples he rubbed them in a circle, knowing full well she enjoyed having them played with like this. For several seconds he just did that watching her cute little reactions, and how her nipples swelled further.

Ruri’s questing fingers found his rod, he felt them begin to rub it up and down. Helping his already hardening penis to harden faster. Countryman shifted and began to rub it against her swelling vulva, just as he suddenly tugged on her left nipple. Ruri let out a gasp, her body spasming just a little, juices welling up from her pussy. He grinned, it seemed she was truly ready for the main event.

Countryman leaned forward, finding her ear, “Ready?” he asked just before nibbling her ear.

Ruri flushed, then moaned in the affirmative, just moments before he entered her and rolled. With her now on top, she began to move up and down on his rod. Her flushed medium breasts bounced above him with each movement. This time she began to play with her own breasts. Ruri moaned, while her fingers rolled her nipples. The delicate little nubs squished between her fingers. Countryman shifted a little, making it easier for her to move faster, while supporting her weight with his hands.

After a moment, he shifted the one hand to where they were joined and soon found her clit. Ruri gasped, her body shuddering after the slightest touch. She paused in her movements as her vagina clamped down on him tight, making him highly aware of her warm roiling flesh. Countryman rolled the little nub in his fingers, and she spasmed again, then again with each little touch. He’d always enjoyed how hair-trigger she could be once you warmed her up. Especially with the way she moved, her vagina was practically writhing around his intrusion, each little movement sending pleasurable spikes of pleasure through him.

Shifting positions again, he rested for a moment within her, feeling how deeply he’d penetrated her depths, before reaching for her exposed breasts. Pressing against them with one hand, he continued to play with her clit. As Ruri let out a series of cute mewling moans and gasps with each little touch, rub and pull. Her pussy clamping on him each time as well, he could feel the urge to cum building but he held back.

Finally, Ruri started moving again, pushing him back into a position so that she could ride. Her chest heaved with each movement, flushed red and dotted with moisture. She regarded him with a lewd grin, as she picked up the pace. Countryman timed his response waiting for the right moment, then he struck. Ruri let out a primal cry as her body spasmed, clamping on him tightly just as he let loose flooding her womb with his seed.

For a moment they just rested against each other afterwards before hopping into the next round.

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A couple hours later, Ruri was pressed against him, as he lay there. She seemed pretty happy as she traced circles slowly on his chest. “Think I’ll conceive this time?”

“There is a good chance,” replied Countryman as he considered the timings, she tended to be pretty fertile this time of the month. Of course in the past a girl her age wouldn’t be fertile at all, modern medicine had changed that. More specifically the nano-cellular treatment used to retard the physical effects of aging had the secondary effect of greatly extending the fertility period of women. This fact had several cultural implications, in the past women had to choose between pursuing a career or pursuing a family, but now they no longer had to. “It's the right time of the month after all. Not to mention you now have a fair number of my nanites swimming in your womb.”

She grinned, “Good! Rika needs a sibling or two.”

He gave her a look, “You’ve been plotting to get pregnant for a while, haven’t you?”

Guilt bloomed on her face, as she flushed red at the same moment.”

He just chuckled, “Can’t say I’m against the idea, she does need more siblings.”

Ruri looked him in the eye, “How about next time we invite Vera? I think that could be fun.”

Countryman blinked, “Huh what? Vera? Where did that come from?”

“Well she is pretty cute, and she’s got a good brain. Your genes and hers could be a very good match.”

He was silent for a moment, just looking her in the eye while he digested what she had said. Countryman was quite reminded of how different Ruri thought about sex. Some cultures allowed polygamy, but that wasn’t what Ruri was suggesting, she was talking about polyamory. “Right, so um, when did you start thinking about this?” inquired Countryman trying to fish for where this was coming from.

“Well after Robins mentioned the whole lack of male births. I started thinking about the implications. With single pairings you’d have a lot of leftover girls, all those unused wombs. It would be a lot more efficient if the girls shared the same males, more chances for offspring, more kids. Then I started thinking about how to encourage the practice, and I started remembering that phrase about lead by example.”

Countryman sighed, “That isn’t really what that phrase means.”

“It’s not?” she replied, her head cocked all cutely.

He gazed at the ceiling, “I can’t say the idea of polyamory and polygamy didn’t occur to me, but I figured I’d let it develop naturally. With so many girls being born, sooner or later it would happen.”

“I think we should nudge things in that direction, having more girls than boys would also help. We’d gain even more numbers over the next fifty years than expected if we do it right.”

“We were already talking low millions, how many more do you think we can support?”

“It would still be low millions, presuming the high growth and low mortality projections hold true rather than about two million in fifty years we can presume around ten. That’s factoring in more pregnancies to the population.”

“It’s going to get crowded around here,” commented Countryman.

Ruri giggled, “Maybe a little.”

“Right, now about the war. “

She sat up, the sheet shifting away from her naked form, “That might hurt my calculations, but there isn’t anything we can do about that. The Raiders seem like the type not to leave us be. I don’t think we have a better choice.”

“Sadly I don’t either, I’d rather stay out of the war, but if we do, chances are we’d end up surrounded by a hostile power. Not a prospect I relish.”

“Are you wondering if I have any tricks to shift things in our favor?”

“Actually, I was thinking about the Wovnar. Their organic hulls have the advantage of healing after combat.”

Ruri frowned. “I don’t think that would work out well for us. They’d be vulnerable to Isanir radiation, and I wouldn’t risk trying Silver Blood on them. We have problems enough with our genes being in flux; imagine the same issue on a starship.”

“I know, and it would run into the same issues William’s cloning program did. The demand for food alone would be crippling, the very same food we need to feed our growing populace and expanding production is easier said than done.”

“Anchorage might help there, but your point does stand quite adequately.” replied Ruri as she shifted her position to regard him, “So what were you thinking?”

“Well we can’t have organic hulls for obvious reasons, but is there anything preventing us from producing a hull that can heal? Those new generation nanites have implications for limited self-repair, I was wondering if you could take it further.”

“To a degree, but nanites don’t last long when exposed to the storm, the hot gases and energy discharges fry them in seconds.”

“Well it was a thought, I was just hoping there was something there within our reach.”

Ruri sighed, “Maybe if we were in normal space and I had a few years to work on it.”

“In that case, let's hope the new sensors and our pulsars are enough.”

“If not, I’ve had a few ideas for weaponizing Ephon Crystals.”

“I remember the planet cracker, but as I recall your research found only limited value with our standard ship weapons.”

“I’m aware, but I think I can make it more practical.”

Countryman pulled her closer, “I’m not sure it will come to that.”

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Sali adjusted the display and rechecked her scanners. She was out on patrol with Fujiwara today. Honestly, she still wasn’t entirely sure how it had happened but she’d ended up assigned under Beta Wing, which made Fujiwara her superior. For a time there she’d thought she’d be in Alpha wing, she knew White had wanted her, but apparently she’d impressed Fujiwara too.

“Commander? I’m reading something bearing two seven three mark nine, about twelve light seconds away.”

Fuji popped up on her hud and after a moment said, “I’ve got it as well. Check it out, I’ll cover you.”

“Understood Ma’am,” she replied as she took the lead position and shifted course away from the patrol route, the shuttle remaining in position, while they moved to check out the anomaly. It was a little past the border, but that wasn’t really an issue. It was practically their duty to check these little anomalies out.

Not to mention patrol duty got pretty dull at times, Sali was generally pretty happy to be flying, but the long-haul patrols often left her in a bit of a bored fog at times. There wasn’t much to do out here and things didn’t change much. Sali was also finding the challenge of flying in the storm to become fairly routine. It wasn’t like a civvie flight either, so she couldn’t read a book, watch a movie, play a game or even take a nap to pass the time, she had to stay alert and ready to act at a moment’s notice. That left very little to break the monotony. Chatting with her fellow pilots helped, but honestly getting to return to the shuttle at the end of her shift was a godsend. Sali knew her fellow pilots felt the same way.

Fuji spoke up, “So think we will find something interesting, or will it just be another space rock the storm steered off course?”

“I don’t care, this flight was getting pretty dull. Even a space rock would be interesting at this point.”

Fuji giggled, “Careful what you wish for, we might get some action.”

She gulped, “Right, right boredom’s good.”

“I don’t know, I think things were getting pretty steamy on the shuttle earlier.”

Sali turned red, “Please leave me out of that!”

“But didn’t you say you wanted to be pregnant?” Responded Fuji with a very straight face.

Sali flushed deeper, “I did not!”

“Really?” laughed Fuji, “Do I need to play the recording I made?”

Someone kill her! This was intolerable, “Recording?” she squeaked.

Fuji hit a button and the cockpit filled with her voice, talking about a date she’d had with Robert. “Sounds pretty clear to me.”

“Guh, but that’s with Robert! I didn’t say anything about someone else!”

“Well then you better get a move on or someone will steal him! Besides, would a little fun on the shuttle be so bad?”

She looked away.

Fuji seemed to enjoy that however, and now she was wishing for the silence. Maybe wanting a little excitement was too much to ask. Fuji was just too much at times, and this was one of those times. Thankfully they were coming up on the object.

“Object is in scan range,” she commented to change the subject.

Fuji turned serious and they started looking at what they had found. Her own gaze focused on the scanners as well, as new data came in. It certainly wasn’t a rock and it was more than one object, it seemed she’d really found more excitement than she was looking for. Fuji was right, be careful with wishes.