so overwhelming. "The power?" Jade asks. "Did we do something wrong? Is it because of where I'm sitting?"
I wish. Because then I'd just take her into my lap and grind my cock against that sweet heat of hers and— Focus, Adiron, I tell myself. "No, the control panel won't respond no matter what we do. It doesn't recognize any users on board, so we could hit every button and it'd never react. I think it—"
Before I can finish, the power flickers on again, something whines, and then it flickers back off once more.
Jade sucks in a terrified breath.
"—I think it's a busted connection somewhere," I tell her.
"What about life support?" she asks, and there's so much fright on her face. "What about the stasis pods?"
"They'll be fine," I reassure her. I put a hand on the back of her neck, just because the animal side of me wants to grunt and beat my chest and pull her against me. I rub her skin with my thumb instead. "The stasis pods aren't hooked to the ship itself. They're going to remain in stasis until each individual pod is activated."
She lets out a little breath of relief, leaning closer to me.
"And as for us, the life support for the ship will be fine for hours and hours, but it won't matter because the back-up systems should kick on at any moment." I stroke her neck, trying not to think of my cock. "We just need to wait it out."
"You're sure?" Her arms go around my waist, and she presses her cheek to my chest.
Kef me, she's a cuddler. I'm such a goner. The only thing I love more than licking cunt is cuddling. Okay, I also love getting my rocks off, but I'm also happy to put that third on the list, like any good male should when it comes to his female. I press her against my chest, wrapping my arms around her, and I love that she leans into my touch. I bet she's clingy when she sleeps, too, and I love the thought of that. "Oh yeah, all these ships have a back-up system. It'll kick on, I promise."
So we wait.
And wait.
And I'm pretty sure that the system should have kicked on. I frown as I look around and my breath fogs in the air. Jade moves a little closer to me, shifting her weight, and she must be freezing in that tiny scrap of clothing she's wearing. I'm gonna need to warm her up…
But first thing's first. "Okay, so maybe the back-up is dead, too. I think we're going to have to go see for ourselves. I'm sure we can get it up and running again."
Jade clutches the front of my uniform. "Adiron, I don't know how to do anything on this ship. We manually clean the air filters, but…that's it. We're fucked if—"
"Shhh, hey, it's all right." She sounds far more panicky than I'd like, and my protective instincts come rushing to the forefront. "I know just what to do in this situation," I lie. "We just need to head down to the control room, pop off a few panels, and take a look at the wiring. This sort of thing happens all the time."
She lets out a shuddering breath. "It does?"
"It does," I reassure her. "You seem awfully panicked. What, are you scared of the dark?" I add a teasing note to my voice, because I don't like to see Jade so terrified. I much prefer her when she's full of sass and confidence. "You afraid of ghosts?"
"No. I'm afraid of dying because we run out of air!"
Oh. We're far more likely to freeze to death before that happens, but I don't say that out loud. "It's all under control," I tell her. And it will be. I'm reasonably confident I can figure things out. It can't be that hard. I know how the Little Sister runs like I know the back of my hand. Sure, this ship is three times the size, but I bet it's all the same when you come down to it. "Come on. Do you have tools you keep anywhere?"
"Tools?" she asks, her voice vague and a little panicky.
"Yes, love, tools." I find her hand in the shadowy darkness and take it in mine. She clutches at mine tightly; her palm is clammy with sweat. Kinda gross to hold onto, but Jade can't help it, and I'm not about to let her go. "Let's go find your tools, all right? Did