200 days until arrival

"Alright..." Vinyl hovered a checklist next to her, "Monday was the ramp, Tuesday was the doors, I fixed the swiveling chairs Wednesday, and yesterday I finished up with the coffee machine. Anything I miss?"

I just sat there, head in my hands, staring at the floor, "God damn it...can we have sex yet?"

Vinyl swatted my face with her tail, "Not yet. Wait...I mean no." She pranced backwards, "Anyways...anything left?"

"Nothing you'd know how to do." I grunted, "I have to change the fuel rods today."

As I stood from the galley seating I walked Vinyl back towards the engine. She looked around as we walked, "So...this whole sex thing...is it seriously because I fixed everything?"

I looked at the floor, "Would you believe me if I said yes?"

"Kinda. So this engine, what are we pulling?"

"Not sure...I know the energy levels. About three Terajoules per rod, fit about four rods in at a time."

Vinyl stopped in the hall, "Wait, wait, wait, rods?"

I walked backwards in the hall, "Yeah, some kind of uranium. I have the whole thing labeled on the actual engine but whenever I change to rods I'm stuck in a hazmat suit so you'll have to watch from the monitoring station."

"Whoa there, you just said a lot of things I don't know...."

We reached the engine and I lead her to the sealed monitoring station, "It's radioactive. Not dangerously so but it will still screw up your genes." I found my bright orange suit and got ready, "You'd think they'd build a robot to do this by now...but nope. I guess they might have them on bigger ships but this one is still manual feed."

I showed her the camera stations and how to use the intercom before heading inside. We were already separated by a thick steel wall after a few moments. I wasted no time in gathering the equipment and pulling out a case one new rods. One by one I pulled out the spent and set them into the disposal area. The new rods slid in quickly, the newer rods were always easier to put in than the spent. The spent usually melt a little at the base and can get stuck, "Dude this is awesome."

I looked up at the camera in the room, "Yep, nothing like white hot fusion." I finished up with the rods and stepped back into the antechamber. A quick shower in some weird solution, a five minute wait, and I was back in the room with Vinyl, "Let me see that list." I walked over and yanked the list out of her bag.

"Dude...that was cool." She gawked at the video as I checked the list.

"Ramp, doors, chairs, coffee machine, fuel...hmm, yeah we're missing something...."

Her head snapped over to me, "What!? No way I missed-"

"We still need to bang...." I scribbled some lewd picture on the clipboard and set it on the nearest clear surface.

"Seriously dude...I'm not that hot...." She started to blush, backing away and hiding it with a hoof.

"Did I say it was about looks? I'll tell you the same thing I told Lyra, you spend enough time on a freighter you learn sex is about who it's with, not how they look....ask Hesha...fucking miss her." Vinyl tip toed about uncomfortably, "Anyways...we'll talk about it in the shower, you're greasy and I smell like the inside of a sock so come on." I started pushing the apprehensive mare through the halls and towards the showers.

Once we were in I pulled her bags off her back, tossed em clear of the showers, and got undressed myself. Vinyl stared at the shower heads, "Dude...do you need to be in here?"

I hurled my boots across the room, "Look, even if I didn't want to wreck that ass, I actually need a shower...did you see that suit? It smells like a gym sock." I finished getting undressed and hurried to the shower panel, "Three...two...one." I set the shower to full blast at about thirty degrees.  The room filled with steam immediately, "See? Can't even see a thing."

"I guess!" Vinyl called from somewhere in the room, "So...can I ask a serious question?"

"Sure?"

"Why do you really not want to have sex with Lyra, but still want to with me. Cause...she's been asking about it."

I wandered around the shower with a bar of soap until I found Vinyl, "Yo, soap." I tossed her the soap. She quickly brought it against her grease stained neck, "You really want to know? Because she asked me...call me a weirdo, but I like to be the one to kick things off...that, and she's kinda weird."

"You're kinda weird." Vinyl retorted with a laugh, "Is that really why? Cause that's how things usually work here."

I grabbed the soap away from her, "Yeah well...call me weird then. What about you, you've been here a week, you've fixed half of what is wrong with this ship, you've got into the good graces of her captain, and still, nothing. What's up with that?"

Vinyl rolled her head around, her wet mane flopping about, "Isn't there some rule military types have...I saw that sword you have in your room."

I thought back to it, I always kept an old saber in my room. "Ex military...long story behind that but I kept the thing as memorabilia. So technically yes we do have rules against fraternization, but I'm not military anymore."

Vinyl looked me up and down, "I don't know dude...Lyra would be all mad and-"

"Lyra won't be mad...she'll get hers, even if it doesn't end up being me I'm sure some drunk crewmen will come along in that ship." I walked over to her, "Tell me how I can make this happen, and I'll do it."

She stared into my eyes, "This gonna be a thing or we doing this once?"

I smiled, "Who knows...let's not limit it to a one time thing...but let's not tie each other down. Figure it would be casual sex at most...so...is that a yes?"

"You'd better keep my happy is all I'm gonna say...I fixed everything, I can break it too." She yanked the soap from my hand and sauntered off to another part of the shower, swinging her hips and flicking her tail as she went.

"I get the feeling that was supposed to be provocative...was it?"

"Killing the moment dude...I'll wait in my room." Vinyl said as she disappeared into the fog.

I hurried to find another bar of soap and clean up.

I grabbed a few things from my room and started off down the hall. I was almost in the clear when I was blindsided by Lyra, "Ryan...hi...."

I could feel her eyes scanning me, "Lyra...hello...."

Her tail swished about in my stolen boxers, "Gonna go have some fun?"

"Not that it's your business...but yes."

Lyra just frowned, "You have weird taste in mares."

"Yes...yes I do. You gonna make this a big deal?"

She rolled her eyes, "Just remember you owe me." She started walking away.

"What the hell do I owe you for!?"

Lyra let her tail ride up angrily, her nethers covered by the pilfered boxers, "Teasing me."

I shook my head angrily, "Tell ya what, when the Munich gets here I'll hook you up with more humans than you can handle, deal?"

She stared back over her flank, "We'll see.... Anyways, you still wanna go into town tomorrow?" She hit the switch from bitter to happy so fast, it really was miraculous.

"Uh...sure? Fridge is getting empty so yeah sounds good." I stared at her smiling face, "So...you're not mad about this- me and-"

"Oh I'm livid. But we're still friends, right." She asked with a growl.

"Friends is a strong word...but yeah...why not." We stared at eachother for a bit before laughing, "Seriusly you're not mad?"

"Eh...you let me steal your clothes without much of a fight so I won't begrudge you for sticking it in a mare. Better than being a stuffer." With that final bit of charm she walked off into the galley.

"What's a stuffer?" I asked myself, walking towards Vinyls room.

Vinyl was laying on her bed reading some heavy metal construction book, "Dude...what's in the bag?"

I tossed by pack down, "Lube...before you laugh I've found that it always helps to have it."

She snickered before taking her glasses off, "What flavor?" She had an excellent poker face before bursting out laughing, "For the record though...I'm not some old mare that needs lube."

I pulled the bottle out and sat next to Vinyl on the bed, "Hey you're a mechanic, DJ, pony...thing...anyways my point is machines work best when well lubricated."

She suppressed a laugh, "You saying you're a machine?"

"No...I'm just saying it can't hurt." I started getting undressed. She quickly tied her mane back and rolled onto her side.

"Hey before we start...no puns...no drop that ass, or let me screw you. You make a pun and you'll be on the back burner for a month."

I finished getting undressed and made my way to her flank, "One before we start then. My bolt's gonna nut in your screw hole." Vinyl stared at me, her gaze unwaveringly stoic before suddenly busting up.

"Okay Mr. clever, how about you put that mouth to work on something productive." She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, "We doing this we do it my way."

I rolled my eyes and lowered my head between her legs. A few passes with my fingers sent her breath ragged, "So what am I in for?"

She looked down at me between her legs, "What?"

"Taste wise. It's not gonna stop me but I'd like to know." I ground my thumb into her blub, causing her to toss her head back hard.

"Why would I know!? I've never tasted my own vagina...."

I held her nub between my fingers and rolled it between them, "Not saying you you've never done it?"

Vinyl's legs nearly clocked the side of my head, "Shut up dude- fuck!"

"Guess I'll find out." I let her nub go and spread her lips. The words sloppy and inviting clashed in my head. Deciding it would be best to stop thinking so much, I dug straight in. The taste was strangely sugary, a slight bite to it, but mostly sugary. I dug in and let my tongue ride up her entire sex, letting it dig into her hole and flick against her nub.

I sank my fingers into her and work them around while I suckled on the upper half of her sex, being sure to keep my tongue on her button. I looked up her body to find a bright red streak riding her half concealed face. Her eyes watching me until a certain soft spot sent her eyes rolling back into her head.

With a bit of arrogant pride I jammed my fingers in to the knuckle. A bit of squishy poking later and I could feel her legs curl around my head, sex twitch, and entire body shudder. My fingers we quickly soaked as I pulled my head back, "Whoa there."

"Oh fuck..." Vinyl moaned, hugging a pillow to her chest.

"Hold on there girl...we're not done yet." I got to my knees and scooted my groin towards her's. I wasted no time in lining myself up with her once battered sex and poured some lube between our parts. Once it was nice and slick I slowly sank it in. I let my hands slide up the side of her body and let my hands rub her sides as I entered her.

The combined effort nearly sent the mare off again. Her legs wrapping around my back and drawing me in, "God damn...you alright?" I asked the nearly crying mare.

"Luna's great spotted ass...that was...different...." I took that as an okay and started slowly thrusting, "Fuck- fuck- fuck- fuck!" With that final fuck she bit the pillow before throwing her head back and letting me work. Even while my thrusts must have been ruining her, each time I ran my hands along her sides she would arch her back, twitch under my touch, and moan into the air.

My thumbs traced up and down her stomach as I pushed in and out of her. As I hit her insides my thumbs would crest along the bottom of her ribs, as I pulled back they would run along her lower stomach and what I guessed were teats.

As Vinyl started riding out her second orgasm her legs went limp, popping up past her hips as I slammed forward and falling back once I had hilted. It brought a smile to my face to see her writhing under me but I needed to finish this up.

I quickened my pace, bringing myself near the peak and holding out as long as I could as a railed myself against her wet vise. Each slam forward was easy, each pull back was met with such a grip I had to actually put some effort into digging myself out. But that also meant as I did, each control of her insides massaged my cock and brought the inevitable closer.

I held on for dear life as I slammed myself inside her one last time. I held on as long as I could, fighting against her twitching sex as I tried my damnedest to hold out, "Fucking fuck fucker!" I yelled, pulling back, shifting my grip to her thighs and slamming in and out of her with woeful abandon.

Vinyl had no idea what was going on anymore, her head back, mouth open, forelegs wrapped around a pillow, back legs flying free as I finished with style.

I slammed hard, lifting Vinyl's backside up as I showered her insides. I moved my hands to her lower stomach and rubbed small circles around her muscles, "Holy shit...." I grumbled as I slid out, "Fuck- different...not the word I would use."

"Dude...are my legs still there...I can't feel em."

I laughed as I grabbed her back legs and shook them about, "Nothing?" I move my hands to the soft parts of her hooves and rubbed them, "Not even this?"

She twitched weakly as I worked her hooves, "Dude...stop, no more. Please no more- ah~" She bucked once before going completely limp.

A bit winded I tucked the mare into bed and went to find something to drink.

"Lyra...hello." Lyra walked into the galley, "Juice?" I tossed her a juice bag, "Some alien shit so be careful, got an emergency kit if anything goes wrong."

Lyra magically caught the bag and looked it over. She found the straw and jammed it in, "What's in it?"

I looked at the bag, "It's kind of like...citrus...but not. Kinda bitter with some weird acidic taste. It's good if you like...lime...and grapefruit...and...lemon, oranges, and omila without the sweetness."

Lyra gave me a dodgy look, "What's an omila?"

I finished my juice, "It's like a sweet and sour melon. Really good with eggs and toast." She cocked an eyebrow, "Hey if you're not gonna drink it then I will."

Lyra stared at the juice before jabbing it with the straw. She gave a single suck, her eyes lighting up and spurring her to suck the entire bag dry, "Shit...it will not love you the more you suck it....Stop."

Lyra finished the juice and threw it in a bin, "Okay...so...there's more right?" I nodded and tossed her a new bag.

"To juice..."

Lyra nodded and started ravaging the bag, "To juice!"