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RECYCLEDCRAFT: Space Sex Mystery?

PREMISE (example)

You awaken on a train - or a sleek-feeling spacecraft, or a boat, or even a submarine.
The shape of the craft isn't important, or even immediately apparent - but you are here, a sealed, surprisingly comfortable room with a soft bed, whereas before you were home. If home was even where you wanted to be.

"Good morning, passenger," a voice purrs; you can feel a presence with it, but there's no indication anyone is in the room with you.

There is, however, a comfortable weight along your legs, your arms, your spine... something appears ready to keep you here for a while.

What will you do?

CONTEXT

What is this, exactly? This premise is a smut spinoff of a wider continuity - the 'space'craft your character is on has taken your character from their home. It - any and all pronouns are fine, and if you OOCly have a preference just give a heads-up in your starter comment and we'll go from there - has been through quite a time recently, having lost its crew and the programming that initially determined its purpose. (Some data/facts still remain for basic navigation and specialization - see the next entry!) Nor does it remember exactly how it happened, just that something terrible happened and it has to do things more on-its-own now.

But what it can still do is (A) interpret characters' emotions and respond accordingly, (B) provide safe and sturdy transport plus life support and (C) bond intensely with those now tied to it!

This can be for a one-on-one scenario, a group account, or even joint threading if everyone would like to put in the time to sort things out! Can start with the premise above, or can be time-skipped along to where both parties are familiar with one another.

OPTIONS

What kind of 'craft are you on, anyway?
The Ace - originally a sleek fighter craft, this one was made to take to space and the skies with impunity! Very flexible, good at interpreting orders, and still carries echoes of 'tude from its former crew. And now it's focusing all that energy on you. Think you can take it?

Star-Gazer - originally a solo-craft meant for exploration, this 'craft was built to take someone far, and to provide companionship to anchor someone to reality on the way. It's designed to be cozy, and is not meant to be shared. Maybe it remembers another name alongside yours, but it no longer recalls those memories consistently. But perhaps that isn't a bad thing...

Like the Lightning - this was a mercenary's craft, passed along from generation to generation. With acute knowledge of trade routes and meticulously-crafted stealth routines to take shelter on even the most unexpected worlds, its job is to do the job - but it can't do so alone, and that's where you come in. Such a partnership does come with benefits, as a matter of course.

The Lost One* - a missioncraft, badly damaged, better suited for a group than an individual... but it has found someone, and will desperately work to make sure they are safe. Believes very strongly in doing the Just thing, but now it doubts it knows how to determine that anymore. Appears to have lost everything twice over, and has just enough memory to make it very hard to accept things at face value. Befriending this one is the most difficult possibility, but it is doable - if you wish to sincerely try.

*This IS meant to poke fun at myself, to be clear.

GENERAL SCENARIOS

Introductions - Exactly what it says on the tin.
Visiting a World - Can be just shopping, can be a 'risk of getting caught' sort of deal, or you've caught whiff of Adventure. Each 'craft will have different reactions, of course, but fun CAN be had by all!
Voidstorm* - Traveling through one of these tends to have... unique effects. Usually ones that are temporarily bad for one's sanity, but not having to be alone during them is supposed to help. Or it can just make things weirder; you never know! Don't try to break the windows and go outside, though; that's never a good idea.

*I'm not changing what it's called, because I can't think of anything better to call it. To explain 'from the outside': imagine if sex pollen were a space phenomenon you could fly through, and be directly effected mentally/emotionally. Hallucinations, particularly shared hallucinations, are common. Seeing people you love outside and feeling compelled to go out there is also possible. Other possibilities include seeing emotions as aura colors, feeling compelled to speak and act on one's deepest feelings, and not being able to understand other languages.
You can see why sex pollen wouldn't be out of place here, right?

KINKS

Anticipated Content: Mindsharing, Voyeurism and/or Exhibitionism, Sense Play, Cuddling (through atypical means), Xenophilia, Mechanophilia, Vulnerability (Emotional, Physical), Light Bondage, Body Worship.
Personal Favorites (Not required for the premise, just ones I like): Biting, Sense-sharing, Orgasm Control, Sensory Overload, Slow-to-Warm-Up, Breastplay, Lactation.
Nos: Watersports/Scat, Bloodplay, Necrophilia.

Any kinks not listed under any of these are open to discussion, as well.

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Konoka would have enough time to clean both herself and the chair (that sort of automation was still a few upgrades away, for the Star Gazer. It did provide the grounds for a much more lighthearted sort of teasing, however), and even for some more normal rest while she and her ship talked over the finer points of the 'flypast' sky space.

There were two designated areas for it - one on the planet, set over some modest fields and lakes for in-atmosphere flights - and the other in the inhabited planet's nearby asteroid belt. The latter had more requirements, particularly surrounding spaceflight checks, but reviews indicated the asteroids were no true danger for those brave enough to accept the premise.

The Star Gazer wanted to try both, though in no particular order. The safety orientation ran in shifts, and the length depended on how many people attended a given session - anywhere from three-quarters of an hour to over four, particularly if someone wanted a hands-on approach.

It actually took a few hours to make planetfall. It gave Konoka time to clean up and rest for real. Mostly, the wait came from waiting for the planet to cycle its ring so it would not complicate their landing. Said ring acted as its natural defense system against the nearby asteroids, so that they wouldn't cause a problem (and they also hovered nearby enough to hold a few stations, too). The planet itself had gases that turned the sky a hazy pink during the daytime, but there was hardly anything dangerous, as far as their landing site went!

Konoka decided that she wanted to do the land version first, if only so she could tour this planet proper (and she'd have an easier time doing the asteroid belt later). She still had a couple of questions, though. Namely... "How does the flight path work? We attend the safety demonstration, then..."

The Star Gazer put up a map on the main screen; two circles, one large and one small, hovering in sync with each other over an outlined path.

"We would have to submit our intended route to the control tower. We'd be allotted a certain amount of leeway for how far we could be from each other at maximum. The rest of it... well, we can take as long as we like."

It sounded quite straightforward, really.

"I'd recommend taking time to see how floating against this planet's gravity feels first, however. And staying close once we begin our joint flight."

There came a gentle shoulder rub through the link. A fond gesture.

"Ah!" So ultimately, she would be touring alongside Star Gazer in a predetermined flight! Now how the flight was going to go was starting to become a little clearer in her head. "Well, here's to a good flight... and a good practice!"

She did in fact, hop up and float as a quick test to feel what gravity felt like on this planet. It was different on a lot of planets, as she learned!

The Star Gazer gently reminded her that they hadn't actually landed yet - Konoka would need to go outside to get the best feel for it.

Fortunately she'd also have to go outside anyway so the in-atmosphere control post could take her photo - that, and one of the ship herself, would be used as part of an information package to tell all of the visitors apart on their paths.

There were also clearly-phrased signposts to direct them to the next safety orientation start point.

"Ah!" Well Konoka might have jumped the gun, due to them already being in the atmosphere. However, they naturally had to land first, followed by getting checked in, neither which had happened yet.

Eventually, they arrive at their destination and Konoka emerges out into this newfound world. At the moment, she was just making sure her uniform of choice, the slim school-girl-esque one, was in working order, and primed for her picture. In the meantime, she was taking note of what the crowds--if any--might be doing, or how the folks accepting her and Star Gazer's pictures might regard her.

There was an energetic sort of tug from this planet's gravity - but given time, she could compensate for it.

The people were a very diverse lot - most of them weren't actually humanoid, and winged species seemed to be the order of the day - but all of them were friendly, and some of them would ask (in not too much detail) what Konoka's journies so far had been like.

At least one would comment on the dynamic between Konoka and her ship; at least they viewed it as a positive thing?

The Star Gazer kept any teasing towards her Captain to a minimum during the safety orientation - mostly because it was important. There were only a handful of other people in this session, so it was unlikely to run long.

Somehow, Konoka had gathered the attention of a lot of other visitors, many of them wings, and very few of them humanoid. Though they didn't ask her very detailed questions, she had to field a lot of them. Questions on where she was from, where she traveled, when did she bang her spaceship, how she developed her powers...

...wait, when did she bang her spaceship?! That was rude! And embarrassing! Thankfully they didn't seem to be all that mean about it, and were mostly just teasing.

She had to shake it off once the safety orientation began proper. Keeping proper spacing, never underestimating distance, always use appropriate signals... in many ways, it was like driver safety, except in three dimensions.

Through her SCA, the Star Gazer sent a text - an animated GIF of a stick figure doing a spittake.

Fortunately, the commenters apologized for their more... enthusiastic comments.

The safety orientation proceeded apace; what signals they'd need to use to indicate turns, what each 'color' meant (that the independent-fliers would receive as part of a broadcast for the length of their flight - whether they were getting too close to another path, etc.), and that it was okay to abort a flight early if they found themselves getting tired. Even the pros could wear themselves out!

... That wasn't intended to be a double-entendre, but some of the attendees laughed among themselves anyway.

Thankfully, much of the safety orientation went by without too much further incident. Konoka partially wondered how some of the heavier wing types controlled themselves in the air (were they closer to birds, or to bats?), and had even asked a question to one, but her first priority had always been the safety orientation.

Eventually, the orientation concluded. Konoka got in "line" for the flight proper, via going to the massive takeoff pads that functioned as starting points. Star Gazer would be right there alongside her.

She took a few practice jumps. Gravity was still a bit tricky. "Might have to start off slow," Konoka warned.

Some of the people Konoka asked would have answers, but for others - well, they hadn't so much studied how things worked as simply knew, instinctively, how to fly and what their limits were.

As for the two of them, the Star Gazer was happy to let Konoka determine their pace. A gentle stroking of her shoulders came through the link, causing her bracers to briefly flash.

We'll be alright, the ship assured. She had faith in her Captain.

Well, if Star Gazer had faith in her, then she could have faith in herself. She was now Captain, after all. Feeling the ship's touches was very assuring.

"You are clear for takeoff."

Once she heard those words, Konoka balled up her fists. She took a few practice jumps, again getting a sense of gravity's pull, and then... she jumped again, and allowed her power to take root. She stayed in the air this time, and waited for Star Gazer to start moving before she did.

It took a bit of focus, but she eventually found her balance.

All lights green.

Was the additional message, once Konoka lifted herself into the air. The Star Gazer showed no hesitation in following.

Still, she wasn't going to rush her captain; holding to a rigid distance from the ground, she gave Konoka room to experiment, even fly around the compactness of Star Gazer's form.

You're doing it! was the cheerful praise, a frisson of delight chasing down the tether.

She was still in the state where she had to focus to maintain her flight, but it was becoming easier moment by moment. Konoka had taken to flying forward quite some distance off the ground, but she was otherwise staying steady. It was only after Star Gazer had flown under her that she had taken any serious degree in variation.

The little buzz of delight had certainly helped. Konoka giggled and twirled in the air, moving first above and then below Star Gazer, and it was... actually kinda surprising just how small the ship was in comparison. Even though Konoka had been inside Star Gazer for months, the living quarters had never felt all that cramped. Her room and the storage unit felt just like any house, the ceilings not feeling anything close to claustrophobic (Konoka was short, but she wasn't tiny). But now, looking outside, she was surprised by just how relatively light her ship was.

There were a few other things to see beyond the planet's natural beauty - other pairs on their own flight paths, handling flight with various degrees of grace - but for Star Gazer, her attention was mostly reserved for her Captain.

They chirped at her through the link, the ship waggling its 'wings' playfully.

Do you feel all right for going a little faster, just for a bit?

Best to get a variety of experience before they were spacebound and all.

Compared to say, driving, taking flights like this felt more like riding along bikes with other people. Konoka at least attempted to say hi to anyone who waved at her, now relaxed enough that she could do so mid-flight. Better still, it gave her an excuse to look over the land, from seeing the cities and houses laid out below to the pink haze and towers that marked their track.

"Sure!" The now Captain nodded, and brought her arms to her sides before pouring on some speed. She naturally kept her distance from getting too close, but Konoka did make a point to weave through the air, as to practice her control in smaller spaces.

Banking her non-void engines, the Star Gazer practically leapt to follow her Captain, tilting the ship first slightly one way then the other.

Exhilaration flooded down the link - only to be tempered by remembering the safety rules for this flight. She didn't want to put her Captain in danger, after all!

Put simply, Konoka found flight exhilarating. Compared to when she first learned that she could fly, and put it into practice for being a magical girl, this was a completely different level. She could dart through the clouds, navigate through haze, and be as free as a bird.

And best yet, she could do it close to Star Gazer.

"Oh my gosh! This is the best!" Konoka cheered, exuberant laughter overtaking her.

The equivalent of a smile beamed down - or up - at Konoka.

The Star Gazer made a note of how a different pair were having trouble staying in their lane, and adjusted their own flight pattern accordingly.

Konoka, could you fly on top of me, next? We'll try turning in sync.

Konoka was more agile in a smaller space than a ship, but she still had to be careful not to bump into anything or anyone. Star Gazer's adjustments didn't escape her notice, so she too adjusted to cope with the shifting lane.

Star Gazer herself also seemed to have more ideas. Curiosity bubbling, Konoka wordlessly complied, shifting until she was roughly on top of the center of Star Gazer... while flying, of course.

Their flight code was still green; good, that gave them the leeway for Star Gazer to do something... a little more daring.

If you'd like, we could practice an in-flight takeoff?

There came what was an unquestionably sensual touch along Konoka's spine, with the suggestion.

"In-flight...?" the term confused Konoka momentarily, before her brain caught up and she first imagined landing on Star Gazer and flying off that way. However, that notion was shoved off immediately when there was a pleasurable spark that struck her spine, and immediately her world had been turned upside down.

A garbled fluster left her, partially because she was having a hard time imagining it, and partially because this had been their first stealth-public attempt in several months. "How will that work? Would someone see us?"

Now, on the one hand, the Star Gazer did mean it literally.

On the other hand: They don't have that close an eye on what we're doing. As long as we - or simply I - follow our outlined path, no one will have cause to think twice.

Amusement bubbled through the link. And so long as you are able to take back off, they won't question anything after the fact, either~

It was a challenge, put that way - but one the Star Gazer felt Konoka could live up to, if she took it.

Konoka blinked. So somehow, she was not too far off the mark. And on the other hand, it was supposed to be more... saucy. While she wasn't entirely sure how it would fold out, her curiosity had been won.

Konoka dipped her head, letting said curiosity shift back between their link. "Then, let me try it. I'm up for the challenge."

The start was simple enough: Then let me guide you.

Colored lines, like a diagram, began to filter into Konoka's vision - directions on how to position her limbs for landing, as well as the best place to settle herself.

Once she was there, the answer for how the rest of this would work became obvious - Konoka's torso was positioned right on top of a panel that molded itself to her curves.

How does this feel?

It wouldn't do to overwhelm her Captain by taking this too fast!

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