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one hand fisting in the blanket and the other fisting in his hair as she tried to press his mouth more forcefully against her.
     
    She came with a choked gasp of, “Oh, yes , fuck yes, just like that!” and Que continued to lap at her until her arched back returned to the bed.
     
    She sprawled out bonelessly, muscles trembling with over stimulation.
     
    Que looked up, his face wet from the tip of his nose down. He lifted one hand and scrubbed it over his face, and pressed his erection against her leg pointedly.
     
    “You’re sure this isn’t going near there?” he asked.
     
    “Near, maybe,” Vivienne replied, “but not in.”
     
    She rolled onto her side and said, “Lie down behind me.”
     
    Looking slightly dubious, Que obeyed. Vivienne shifted back until her back was pressed to his chest, and she reached back to curl one hand around his cock.
     
    She smeared her thumb over the head, spreading the gathered pre-cum around. She lifted one leg enough to spread her thighs just enough to fit his cock between them, before she lowered her leg once more.
     
    “There you go,” she said.
     
    Que’s first thrust was slow, as if the entire concept was utterly foreign. But Vivienne’s thighs were slick with sweat and cum, and after just a couple thrusts, his cock glided easily between her thighs, his pelvis pressing to her ass with each thrust, each one coming faster and harder than the one before.
     
    He came with a grunt and bitten off curse, and his fingers bit into her hips with enough force to bruise.
     
    For a few moments they stayed just like that, pressed together tightly. Before long, though, Vivienne peeled herself out of his grip and sat up.
     
    “Thank you,” she said eventually, as she gathered up her clothing and carelessly pulled it back on.
     
    “For distracting me, and for listening this time.”
     
    As she walked to the door, he gave her a look that she wasn’t sure how to translate. She wasn’t going to say it was kind—she wasn’t even sure if Que was capable of that—but it was somehow softer than it had been.
     
    She pondered what that might mean as she headed back to her room.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    That night, Vivienne wised up and stripped naked before she lied down on her bed. It was a good move on her part, as she dreamed about Que again.
     
    She dreamed of him fucking her, like he was trying to pound her straight through the bed and into the floor. She dreamed of him claiming her with hands and lips and the rest of his body, and when she woke with a gasp, her thighs were wet.
     
    She lied there and sulked at the ridiculousness of the situation for a couple minutes before she rolled out of bed to clean herself up and get dressed. It was still early enough in the morning that the sun wasn’t fully up, but she had the distinct impression that she wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep, so she may as well start her day.
     
    The day before still nagged at the back of her mind, she threw herself into exploring the base, determined to delve into each and every corner she could get to. She didn’t know what she was looking for, or if she was even looking for something at all, but she did know that being perpetually lost rankled at her, and she wanted to fix that.
     
    Besides, maybe she would be able to find her pod, or at least a few pieces of it. That seemed more than a little unlikely—she doubted they would just leave it laying about for her to trip over it—but the thought still offered her a small amount of comfort, and she smiled privately to herself.
     
    She knew that her room was in the barracks. The doors were all evenly spaced on both sides of the hall, and each door was identical, and if her room was anything to go by, they were likely all cramped and utilitarian. But she knew the base had to consist of more than just barracks and a stable.
     
    The first room she stumbled upon was the mess hall, already bustling with people, men loitering