Going Native, Chapter 9 (B) (NSFW)

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Things are getting a bit tense in the cabin, so I figured we should check in on the Planetarium crew. This is my first NSFW chapter, so feel free to skip this chapter if you don't want the sexy times. Otherwise, Enjoy!

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When Samuel had said he could use some "big strong hands," Marin had assumed he was flirting with her. It was kinda nice. Instead, she was trying to hold a steel cover plate straight while Samuel used a ratcheting wrench to remove the bolts.

"When I do this myself, I usually end up having to use a cart and a bunch of wooden blocks to brace it. This is much easier!"

"Easier for you, you mean." The panel came off and Marin set it down with a grunt. This was the fourth curved panel, and now they could access more of the internals of the telescope.

"Well, yeah. That's the important part, right?" Samuel gave Marin an infectious grin. She felt great actually DOING something. It felt like she was making progress, even if she wasn't quite sure what they were doing.

Samuel had explained it, something about changing out some of the optical assembly to change the effective focal length. The result was going to be a much tighter view at significantly higher magnification. According to the data the Interior agent had taken, they couldn't see the station in any meaningful detail from here. At least, they couldn't then. Samuel's plan was to reconfigure the telescope for as much magnification as they could squeeze out of it, wait for the space station to come around again, and see what it really looked like. That would give them some idea of what had actually happened, and from there the three of them could plan their next steps.

Marin was starting to feel more comfortable around the two humans. After the strangeness of Sammi's "panic attack" the previous day, the three had ended up decompressing by watching some movies in the planetarium. The two Sams turned out to have terrible taste in movies, at least by Marin's standards, but they had Shil subtitles for pretty much everything and it was nice to be able to just tune things out and watch humans knife fight in a battleship. Like an actual ship. On the water. Between the terrible action and the idea of seeing a naked woman pop out of a cake (Marin didn't know what a "Miss July" was but should see about getting Ayen one of those outfits), she ended up feeling a little better about her situation.

Now Sammi was gone with their little bus to buy cooking supplies and Marin was left with Samuel to race and see if they could get the telescope modified in time to catch the station. She had a window to get some answers without the mysterious elf around.

"Sam, I want to ask you something, but it might be kind of inappropriate."

"Hmm?" Samuel's entire torso was inside the telescope and she could hear the tictictic of his ratchet loosening some internal screw.

"What is Sammi, exactly?"

The ratchet stopped and Samuel pulled himself out of the telescope slowly. "I figured this was coming. When Sammi and I first met, back when we were both kids, I thought Sammi was a changeling. You know what that is?"

Marin shook her head.

"Human European folklore. The idea is that there are magical creatures, capricious and mysterious, who would occasionally steal a human baby. In return, they would leave one of their own children to be raised by humans."

"That's no-"

"Now I think maybe they're a sentient ball of energy. Perhaps an extra-dimensional projection. Something of that nature."

"That's not what I meant." Marin frowned. "I feel like you're making fun of me."

"I am, a bit." Samuel gave a sad smile. "I figured I would have to give you a small lesson in this sort of thing eventually. First off, thank you for not just blurting out a 'what are you?' question to Sammi. That would have been really fucking rude."

Marin's face flushed in embarrassment. "I'm not stupid."

"Well, lots of people are. I'm also not going to get into Sammi's body or anything like that, because it's not my place. Unless you want to join us in the bedroom, which you are more than welcome to do, it's really none of your business."

Marin's face got even darker, turning a fairly interesting shade of blue. "Wait, what?"

Samuel continued, talking right past her. "The important thing to realize is that humans have a spectrum of gender identities and sexualities, and regardless of your feelings on that you can be a basically decent person by taking others at their word. Sammi is non-binary and prefers to be addressed with 'they' and 'them' instead of being treated as male or female."

"So I just call Sammi...them? How does it all work?"

"Honestly? Just be nice and do your best. If you screw it up, no big deal as long as you're trying. A lot of assholes like to intentionally use the wrong names and pronouns and such. It would be like if I kept calling you 'sir' just because I knew you didn't like it."

Marin thought about it. "So just try my best to respect their wishes and don't be a bitch?"

"Yep! Easy as that."

The two got back to work.

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Samuel was lying on his back inside a tight compartment trying to unbolt a flange when he realized he had sort of a problem. He couldn't remove the last bolt without dropping the flange, thus crushing himself, and he couldn't slide back out because the coupler that went through the flange was in his way. He would have to reassemble the whole thing and hopefully wiggle himself out, then block it up the way he SHOULD have. He had just gotten so used to having the giant Shil'vati move stuff around for him that he lost track of his procedures. "Umm, Marin?"

Looking over between his legs, he could see her purple head pop into view. "What do you need?"

"I, um, didn't plan this out well. I need to remove the flange above me, but it weighs about forty kilograms and I don't want that hitting me in the face. Can you get some wooden blocks from the machine shop and stick them under here to catch it?"

Her response was not what he expected. She crawled herself into the compartment between his legs, forcing them apart until she was on top of him, her shoulders even with his hips and the side of her face pressed against his abdomen. She braced her elbows and straightened her arms, pressing the flange up tight. "Go ahead, I've got this."

"I....okay." Samuel tried to ignore the fact that he could very clearly feel her chest pressed against his groin through the thin fabric of his pants and worked the ratchet.

"Did you mean it when you mentioned me joining you two in the bedroom?"

Samuel froze up for a moment. "Is this really the best time for this discussion?"

"You mean, with a woman on top of you?" Samuel realized with a start that his shirt must have pulled up, since he could feel her warm breath against his skin whenever she spoke, the cool shape of one of her tusks pressed against his flat stomach.

"I meant more while I'm trapped in here." He tried to adjust himself, moving his hips a little to ease the discomfort he was starting to feel, but that only made it more obvious to the both of them.

"I don't know, you're kind of cute when you're at my mercy." Samuel couldn't see her smirk but he still knew it was there. He let out a quiet sigh and tried to adjust again. He couldn't keep the damn ratchet on the bolt.

"How about this: we'll have a nice fun discussion about the bedroom when I don't feel my impending doom right above my face." Enjoyable or not, this was getting out of hand.

"Alright, but I get to put you in a compromising position again first."

"Deal, now catch this damn flange."

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Sammi stretched as they made their way down to the work area under the primary mirror. It was getting late, and they figured if Marin and Sam were going to be anywhere, it would be there. If Marin was anything like Samuel, Sammi knew they would have to make sure that the two actually took a break.

"No, you see, polyamory and open relationships are different things, polyamory allows for multiple romantic partners whil..." Samuel trailed off as the two saw Sammi standing there. He was lying on his back on the floor, with Marin straddling his hips and holding his arms above his head with her own.

Sammi grinned, then scooted their butt up on a box to watch. "Don't mind me. Go on."

Marin flushed a deep indigo in embarrassment, but didn't let go of Samuel. "We were just, you know, discussing human relationships."

"While you're straddling my husband."

Marin nodded slowly.

"Nice." Sammi gave Marin a thumbs up. "If Sam starts holding out on you, he's ticklish on his sides, right under the ribs."

"No, don't tell her that!" Samuel's face scrunched up as he squirmed. "You're terrible."

"It's revenge for the duckies."

The three sat in silence for a moment, before Sammi decided to take initiative. The other two were being adorably awkward, but nothing would get done if they stayed like that forever. "I take it Sam invited you to upgrade from a basement room to a much bigger one with a couple humans to keep you company?"

Marin nodded. "I just don't know how to react. We're just... well..." She released Samuel's arms and leaned back, putting her full weight down against his hips. "This is very weird."

"I understand," Sammi said with a nod. "We're looking for your husband, and hooking up with someone else while he is missing must not feel the best. We won't feel bad if you decline the invitation."

"That's the thing, I don't WANT to decline the invitation." Samuel let out a little squeak and Sammi noticed that the large Shil'vati was idly grinding her hips back and forth while talking. She didn't even seem to notice that she was doing it. "I am super frustrated right now and i could really use the stress relief. It's just that, for Shil'vati, it's almost unheard of to have multiple male partners. Unless you're the Empress herself, you're lucky if you can find just one male. I have a husband, which means eventually I will have to share him with more wives. If we get along, we might even have sex without him if he's otherwise unavailable."

Marin's hips slowed down for a moment and Sammi was delighted to see Samuel trying to catch his breath. This show was fantastic. "Even then, hooking up with one or both of you would be fine, just blowing off steam and getting some stick, but Samuel has explained that your relationship is sort of like one of ours, only you don't mind if it's more men or women or whatever."

Sammi nodded. "Yep. We've never had a Shil'vati join us, but we've had people come and go. Max was with us for what, three years?"

Samuel let out a quiet groan. "It was closer to four. She left to travel to the UK and get her masters degree, remember?" Marin seemed to suddenly remember that Samuel was there and the grinding stopped completely.

"So." Sammi leaned forward excitedly. "Here's the plan. We get the telescope refitted. We figure out what happened to Ayen. We find him, rescue him, and have a party that humans and Shil'vati will speak about for generations. We see where any potential relationship stuff might go along the way, but we don't stress out about it. In the meantime, you can use my husband for your dark carnal purposes. You know, to blow off steam and whatnot." Sammi's face filled with a bright smile, emerald eyes sparkling. "And I get to watch."

Sammi's smile must have been contagious, because Marin grew one to match as she started to move her hips again.

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Samuel figured the rest of the day was done for. They had made great progress on the telescope and were actually ahead of schedule, but things really had moved faster than he or Sammi had planned for. He pondered this while naked and upside down, staring at the Shil'vati woman's shapely ass as it stretched her pants with each step. After stripping him, she had actually thrown him over her shoulder like a sack of flour and was carrying him up to the bedroom.

Sam would admit that he had fantasized about what he would do with a Shil'vati. In fact, he and Sammi had discussed it several times, most recently the last two nights. They had both liked Marin from the start and planned to invite her into their bedroom at some point, perhaps at the end of the week after they had a better grasp of what was happening up in space. Instead, she had taken the initiative after his little hint and now he was in THIS situation. He could hear Marin and Sammi discussing his fate, but with seven feet of purple muscle between him and them he really couldn't make out what they were saying. It didn't mean he was powerless, though.

Marin's yelp as Samuel's hand impacted her ass was very out of character for the "strong Shil'vati manhandles and fucks small defenseless male" roles they seem to have fallen into, but it was funny. His giggles were cut short as he felt a palm land on his own cheek, connected to a massive and powerful hand. He gasped at the burning sting, then felt the hand come back for another slap before grabbing and squeezing, kneading the hot skin. He let out a whimper and wiggled a little across Marin's back.

"See, I told you he'd like it."

Samuel looked to the side to see Sammi grinning at him. They were standing just outside the open bedroom door, holding something behind their back. "Now, Marin and I were talking, and we decided that she really needs to work out some stress. We can't have you ruining things by being a big ol' nerd and going on about work, or yelling and distracting her while she scratches her itch, so open up." They pulled a knotted bandana from behind her back and held it up to his face. It wasn't really a gag; he was sure he could easily talk around it or pull it off. It was the idea of a gag. It was a visible representation of the roles they were all about to play. They looked at each other, eye to upside down eye, and both grinned. Samuel obediently opened his mouth and Sammi tightened it around his head. With Sammi watching, he wasn't worried about the night going too far off the rails. Besides, he was curious to see how far Marin would take things. He could handle it.

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Marin was never that adventurous in the bedroom. Ayen was always the one who wanted to try a new toy or a new position or some other thing he read about, and Marin was always happy to just participate. Right now though, she was horny and frustrated and wanted to work out all of her feminine aggression. She felt stressed and if she couldn't beat something to death then she was certainly going try to fuck it to death. She would have been surprised to learn that the two Sams were into this sort of thing if it wasn't for Samuel's crazy bedroom story earlier. They just seemed so... wholesome.

The talk with Sammi as they made their way to the bedroom was also enlightening. Sammi said that her husband was pretty much fine with anything in the bedroom, liked things rough, and that they could keep an eye on things and let Marin know if she took anything a little too far. Aside from that, she was welcome to grab Samuel and use him pretty much however and whenever she wanted. She could work out her stress on the human, and he would be happy to help even if he ended up a bit battered and bruised. Plus he had a human's much vaunted stamina and durability.

Right now, with a very sexy and very naked human thrown over her shoulder like something from a porno, she felt like she had at least something she could focus on, a role she could play for the evening to take her mind off of the world. Right now there was just Samuel over her shoulder, Sammi with their butt perched on a dresser to watch, and a mattress on the floor.

Samuel actually bounced as he landed back first on the bed. By the time Marin had stripped herself down, he was on his hands and knees, acting as if he was going to get up. Couldn't have that. Marin pounced on him, pressing his face down against the mattress with one hand and giving his ass a firm slap with the other. Samuel let out a groan, muffled from the gag and the fabric of the bed sheets. Marin looked up at Sammi, worried that she might have taken things too far.

She shouldn't have worried. Sammi was grinning, using their petite hands around their mouth like a makeshift megaphone. "Harder! Leave a handprint so we can tease him about it later!" Marin grinned back and flexed her hand, then gave Samuel's ass another slap. He let out a whimper that turned into a low moan as Marin ran her fingers lightly over the reddened skin. This was getting fun!

Marin let out a yelp of pain and pulled her hand away from Samuel's face. He was grinning through the thin fabric gag as she shook out her hand. "The little fucker bit me!" She swung her hand down for another slap, hitting hard enough that she actually knocked his hips flat to the bed, a visible welt in the shape of her hand immediately beginning to form covering nearly his entire muscular cheek. Again, she looked up at Sammi, only to see the elfin figure with one hand unabashedly down their pants. The other raised in a a quick thumbs up.

Marin flipped Samuel and looked the human over. Even though he was the same size as a Shil'vati male, perhaps even a little smaller than average, he had a human's build. Samuel was more muscular, wider at the shoulders, and overall just seemed more solid than Ayen. Less fragile. He was also rock hard despite the womanhandling she had given him thus far.

Flipping her leg over and straddling him, Marin began rubbing the wetness of her pussy along the length of his erection. She pinned his arms above his head as before and leaned forward until she could feel her clit riding along his shaft and she could look the human eye to eye.

"Listen little human. You're mine now. I can do whatever I want with you. I am going to use you until you are spent and broken, and later if I get bored or horny I'm going to do it again. And again. There's nothing you can do about it. I've been on this miserable sex planet for two years and I am going to use you as my personal fuckdoll for the foreseeable future, got it?"

Samuel's blue eyes held no fear, no apprehension. He actually smirked at her.

Switching to using a single hand to pin both of his, Marin used her free hand to grab Samuel's hair. Ayen liked a little hair pulling, and as she tightened her grip she found that both of the males seemed to share that. Samuel moaned low in his throat and squirmed, bending his head to relieve some of the pressure. At the same time, his hips rocked forward and back, stimulating her clit with a sawing motion as he ran his entire length back and forth. It felt incredible and Marin was reveling in the sensation, feeling a tightening in her abdomen and a delicate warmth filling her darkening skin as she grew flush.

But looking at Samuel's face, she could still see the mirth in his eyes. She needed to up her game. What was it Sammi had told her?

Marin released the untidy clump of brown hair and slid her hand down his side, enjoying the contrast of her own purple flesh and his pink as she delicately played her fingers from rib to rib. Now she could see panic in his eyes. As soon as she hit the right spot, he jerked, making a strange whimpering noise as he tried to pull away from her fingers. With his arms pinned above him and his hips pinned below hers, all he could do was wiggle and try to escape. This provided more stimulation and Marin chased the sensation, hips bouncing and riding together as she ground against him and continued to play her digits across his side. Trying to pull away, Samuel managed to shift his hips and they both froze.

The pair were joined, Samuel's length having slipped into Marin in one firm, spasmodic stroke. The unexpected sensation was too much for the overstimulated Shil'vati and she felt her insides clenching as an orgasm began to overtake her. Samuel read the situation and started rocking his hips forward and back, driving her pleasure higher and higher as she fell forward, pinning the small human beneath her. Samuel continued to thrust upwards as Marin let out a deep, powerful moan, her climax blooming until everything seemed to go white.

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When Marin finally went limp, Samuel slowed to a stop. He tried to shimmy out from under the mountain of purple flesh, but the Shil'vati was at least twice his mass. He was pinned and still stuck inside her.

"A little help?"

"Busy!" Samuel looked over to see Sammi with one hand frantically moving inside their pants, chasing the tail end of an orgasm. It would be rude to interrupt.

After some cute squeaks followed by a low, long groan, Sammi appeared. They grabbed one of Marin's arms and the two were able to roll her over onto a new spot on the bed. The Shil'vati was definitely out of commission, a calm and satisfied look on her face and breaths coming deep and even.

Samuel started to get up, only to stop at a raised finger from Sammi.

"Get back down on the bed, mister. Marin said you were going to be spent and broken and if she can't deliver on the promise, it's all up to me."

Samuel had the sneaking suspicion that he was going to have trouble keeping up with tomorrow's schedule.

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