I moved my arm and put it around her back. She was trembling. I pulled her gently to my side, and buried my face in her soft hair.“Kim, are you su...e you want this?” I asked her.“Uh-huh,” came the quiet reply.“Well, if you want to stop at any time, all you have to do is say so, OK?” She nodded. I grinned.“And you need to tell me things out loud, how you’re feeling, if you like something or don’t like something, or if I’m too heavy, or if it hurts you, right? Don’t worry about not using the. His eyes met hers and he spoke, very softly, very calmly. “What do you know about that?”Quah blushed, her new pinkish pigmentation making it very easy to see. She put her fingertips together. “Well, um ... I noticed that you were sleeping weird in the barracks. So, I fabbed a stimsim sensor and put it on your head while you were sleeping.” She grinned, shyly. “I jilled myself so frigging hard.”“Quah!” Thale shouted. “What the fuck!?”Quah quailed and she ducked her head forward, her hair. “Perhaps. I did some looking. Almost everything I found about a Rat King was simply a mass of rats tangled together by their tails. I found that odd, so did some more digging.” She grabbed at a messenger bag that Mike hadn’t realized she was wearing over one shoulder, then pulled a book out of it. “I think this is an example of an imperfect translation. when I went back far enough, I kept seeing the same symbol over and over. This one.”She opened a book and held it up. It was a detailed sketch. I gasped, running my hands through his hair as I began to grow closer and closer to an orgasm. As his tongue flicked and sucked on my clit, I could feel my toes start to curl, and I arched my back as I climaxed. Panting and ready for more, I pushed him up and back onto the bed, straddling him I lowered myself down onto his dick slowly, preparing myself for the pain, and let him enter completely inside of me. Gasping from the pain, he sat up, pulling out to see if I was alright, and I kissed.