Jack Pine
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Medusa Subsector - Victa, Kilo Star System
Jun was fast asleep, snoring softly, peacefully even. But something, as usual, was still very wrong with his sleep,.... Like the fact he could not breathe after rolling over at some point. Starting awake from his shortness of air, he placed a hand on whatever he had been laying against, to push himself up. Taking a deep breath, lo and behold, it was Jose’s side he had been tucked into. Hand still planted where he was pushing himself up from having his face in the side of her tit, which was where the hand was.
His back was sore now too that he was cognizant enough to think, a heavy weight on it, to which looking back answered the why. Cloe was passed out on top of his back, having been pressing him deep into Jose’s side, sandwiching the poor elf in between the two women. “This is what I get for passing out on the couch….”, he grumbled softly to himself as he tried to keep himself from being squished between.
What had they done last night that had gotten them all passed out on the couch, or did he just drink enough to get drunk and knock out, then they joined him? Either way, he was trying to wiggle his way out now, thumping out onto the floor as Cloe now just rested against Jose. Crawling up, he took another breath as he popped his old back, and padded away to the restroom now that he was awake.
With the sudden movements and small noises, Cloe would end up waking up as well before sitting up to stretch her wings as she yawned. Trying to step off the couch she would trip and make a large thud when landing on the floor, “mmmm…” Standing up she would go to find her pants to put them on, still wearing panties and a shirt mind you. When she found them she would walk while trying to put them on.
When she got them on before starting to open windows, then the garage door to let air in. And would sit outside waiting for Jun to come back out of the toilet and say good morning. “What should I make for breakfast…” she said as she yawned and stretched her tail
Josephine snorted and continued to snore, shifting only slightly on the couch. Honestly she just ended up taking up more of it as she continued to sleep, her breasts nearly popping out of the cotton bra she was wearing, while she wore a simple purple thong. It was shifted out of place, so it was failing to do its job to protect her modesty.
She smacked her lips a few times as she slept, one arm hanging off the couch now while the other rested under her breasts, helping to lift and highlight them to everyone in the living room of the garage space.
The elf groaned out a yawn before leaving the restroom when he was done doing his business, then figured it was best to grab pants from his room. As much as the ladies never minded him being bare and all, he figured having pants were at least warmer, the mornings somehow managing to be too damn cool for his liking. He blamed the building for that though, as he slipped on a pair of well worn denim jeans. Putting on some slip-on canvas sneakers with a tropical floral pattern for the beach usually, Jun cracked open a beer from his mini-fridge before walking back down.
“Morn’, we need a bigger couch if we gonna keep sleeping on it like that. Or a bigger bed at least, is all I'm saying.”, Jun said in between dregs of his beer. “Not much in the way of options. We got cardboard pizza, cardboard pizza, cardboard pizza, food bars, maybe sandwich stuff, think some of those synth brats are left. Most importantly beer, and oh did I mention cardboard pizza?”
Cloe would turn around and look at Jun with a very unimpressed look on her face. “Jun, surely we have money for me to get food to actually cook, like bacon and eggs are cheap.. Why don't we have any of those? I really wish my family would get back to me with the money, they said they would have gotten everything sold by now…” she would lay back on the hard floor that was somewhat carpreted and groan in annoyance
With another shift, Jose continued to snore, barely cognizant of the discussion going on between the pair over by the kitchenette.
“That’s the magic of agriculture and improper development management. You try growing a colony too quickly, without making sure to grow agriculture in equal measure. Then you gonna get fucked in the long run. Real food is pricey.” The elf replied back before searching the fridge for some of those bratwursts, before pulling out a container of two. They weren’t anything great, or even really taste good, but it was better then the pizza somehow at least. Still he grabbed a couple more beers from the fridge, one for himself, the other for sleeping beauty.
Walking low behind the couch, and with a sneaky mischievous grin, the elf placed the cold can on the crook of Jose’s neck. As much as he enjoyed the pinup quality pose, she’d bitch at him for not waking her up, but probably still would if he had. Might as well get a chuckle out of it at least.
Cloe would sit up and walk over to Jun before hugging him. “Well we will be out of here soon… I hope we might actually get to live in a house.” Cloe would then walk over to the fridge and would look at the near barren inside, she would grab a small bottle of orange juice that was watered down. The lot watering down most juice to try and have something like juice actually lasts around Cloe, since it's one of her favorite things it gets demolished fast sometimes.
Jose's reaction was about what everyone expected from her. Which was grabbing Jun's arm and promptly pulling him down, clutching him to her. The snores didn't stop though, as she practically held him as a stuffed animal in her arms. Pressing his stomach into her bust.
“Hmmmm… I seem to be in a bind.”, Jun grumbled as he was treated like a punk rocker’s teddy bear. Was far from the reaction he was expecting personally, but at least it wasn’t bitching, and she was still quite soft. Her ears flicked in her sleep, practically tickling his chest, “Josephine, can I please be put down girl?”
Cloe would chuckle and let down as Jun was grabbed, before coming over to kneel down to Jose’s head. Giving her headpats and ear scratches, “wakey wakey cutie~”. Cloe would continue to give Jose’s head pats till she woke up, and while doing so chuckling at Jun’s predicament. “You seem to get in situations like this a lot Jun~”. Cloe then smiled and gave both of them a kiss on the forehead. And would sit up to take the beer can from the crook of Jose’s neck, and place it on her slightly exposed pussy to chill the base of her dick and her clit. “I said wakey wakey~”
With a surprised gasp, Josephine jumped up, causing two things to happen. Number one, a loud *crunch* sound was heard as her legs clamped down on the can between her legs, and Jun's lower back would give a quite audible *pop* as she tightened her grip on him in the process.
"THE FUCK!?" She yelled out, looking around unsure of just what happened. Before looking down and seeing the mess of beer that had been in the can between her legs, and Jun now straddling her, stomach in her tits. WHile she was pulling him in. Letting go, she pushed him away, and grumbled as she stood up, grabbing the can and hucking to the bin, and fixing her clothes.
"For fucks sake, couldn't you two have just filled a bucket with ice water and dunked it over my head?" She growled, looking between them.
Jun grunted as his back was suddenly placed under torturous pressure, having stumbled once she pushed him away. Well there was the bitching he had been expecting, as he had the old man stance, one hand on the couch arm for support as the other pressed into his aching back. “You probably would have ignored it as just a wet dream, because the cold can wasn’t working until she put it where it was felt. Granted, you look like you woke up from one anyways.” He chuckled with a sore groan, before straightening his back forcefully, in yet another symphony of pops.
The elf wobbled on his feet before plopping down onto the couch, resting as his spine resettled. Damn he was getting too old for this it felt like some days.
Cloe would sit on the Couch and fold in her wings behind her back. “Well hey at least you will taste extra juicy later~ hehe~”, Cloe said, being her usual teasing self. She giggled and tugged on Jose’s panties when she walked past cloe, letting the panties go to fling back and soflty flick her butt. Cloe then rested on Jun’s shoulder and snuggled up to him.
Josephine rolled her eyes as she walked over to the fridge to get a fresh can, completely ignoring Cloe's little stunt with her thong straps, since it did little to change them. "Maybe, maybe not. And let's not go there Cloe. Not a fan of my crotch tasting and smelling like a distillery." She said, picking up one of the cans out of the fridge and cracking it open to take a few chugs.
"Now, if you two will excuse me, I need to clean up this mess." She said, gesturing to her thighs, before she turned and walked towards the latrine, so she could take a shower. If she wanted to take a bath, she'd have gone home to her apartment. Here, there was no bathtub, thus, not a bathroom. She simply let her undergarments land where they would on the way, since it was on Cloe and Jun now to decide who cleaned up since they caused the mess in the first place.
Why did Jose sleep in such? Well, when the average temperature of the area they lived in was around 33.9 degrees even in the evening, well, heavy clothing was usually not the way to go. Though Jose knew one bastard who called even that cold. Fucker was a freak of nature.
“Not to snug and run, but can you take care of that? I have to pull the buggy in and do some work on it, before going over to the Herminia and doing maintenance on ‘er later today.” Jun said with an apologetic grin, and figuring Cloe would understand as having been the one to place the can anyways. There was still work to do until their money came in, and he wanted to be on top of it until then, and were finally out of the woods for good.
The elf offered her a quick kiss and a hug, before taking one of the brats he had pulled out, and moseid out to pull the buggy in. Not taking long at all as he walked out and drove it from the lot, and into the repair bay. The sausage still half way in his mouth, bun and all, he chewed as hydraulic whines filled the space from the work lift as it raised the vehicle in question.
Cloe would lay down on the couch and watch Jun work for a while, and ending up feeling bored she would sit up and look at him to ask something while picking up the dirty cloths that were left on the floor “Is there anything i can do to help?” she would ask with a happy tone, hoping that she could be given something to do and feel useful.
She would begin looking around hoping to find something she could do incase Jun didn't have anything he needed help with.
Not fifteen minutes later, Josephine came out, wearing a new set of bra and thong, as well as a tight pair of leather pants. Walking over to the kitchenette, she settled on one of the stools, nomming on a bit of meat as she relaxed. Once she finished that, she walked over to the garage and opened the door. "So, trying to avoid more trouble Jun?" She asked, walking over to his buggy as she did, leaning on the side of the work lift.
“More like just being ready for it, because…. Let's be honest here. We’ve never had much luck avoiding anything at all, especially trouble.”, the elf smartly replied as he was fiddling with things. He every so often switched tools, trying to get at the bits and such he needed to check, or going through and swapping what he could. Thankfully he did this often enough, that most of the time, it was really just cleaning parts that were hard to get to, and a simple car wash wouldn’t take care of.
“Don’t suppose both of ya’ are gonna be tagging along to the Herminia later?”Jun asked after taking a pause to take a quick look over his progress so far. Perhaps he was working here just a bit too much, as it was almost looking like Jose’s handiwork with how often he worked beside, or watched her work.
Cloe sitting down next to Jun with her tail wagging as she helped jun by passing him tools and holding his drink, she didn't know how to do much with machines but she was still really happy to watch the person she liked work on it, getting to see his cute body while he did “I don't see why i wouldn't tag along, i always go where you guys go~” she smiled happily as her mint and pink hair swayed a bit from a breeze coming through.
Jose snorted. "Are you kidding, that's what you pay me for. So yeah, I'm gonna help you with the Herminia later. Better question is, now that we got the jump drive fixed again, what's your plan? With the Don out of the picture, we're kind of open to go beyond this little dump of a colony world after all." She pointed out, shrugging.
“I would say move, but that feels fairly premature to do. So we work, do our thing, and build up some funds. Otherwise, I don’t know, maybe open some side ventures perhaps.” Jun was just giving the run of the mill answers sure, as even he wasn’t sure what they should do with their new freedom. It was weird to have, even weirder to not have a clear direction to follow now, and with a small fortune on the way too boot. Maybe it was a sign that the gang needed a change of pace, or some sort of switch up on their paradigm.
“Man, never woulda thunk i’d be lost without a struggle to focus on.”, he grunted in a dry chuckle as he continued working. At least he had routine maintenance and tuning to at the very least keep his hands busy. Not that he didn’t have two buxom women to keep them busy in other ways.
Cloe would smile and rub jun’s leg “I'm sure everything is going to work out fine, we are a strong rag tag group after all? Don't you agree Jose?” She turned back to look at her and smiled happily at her, the other two might not have known but Cloe was close in her life to where she had considered laying eggs.
Jose shrugged. "Hard to say. I mean, there's definitely more rag and tag groups than us out there, and definitely stronger ones. But for just a trio like us? I don't think we're doing half bad."
“We’re not dead, we’re not broke, and debt free for now. I say we’re doing better then most, and no war to boot.”, came the Sykian’s reply as he finished up on the buggy. Lowering it back down, he started wiping his hands down of grime and machinery fluids. “Days like this, that almost forget there ever was one. Or that this wasn’t always our home. Probably fer the best, think we’d make one fucked up slice of life show.” Jun chuckled deeply to himself, remembering the shows that he’d been talked into watching with Cloe. Not that Top Sprocket with Jose was much his usual speed either, much less any programs on the Q-net these days anyways.
Jun was fast asleep, snoring softly, peacefully even. But something, as usual, was still very wrong with his sleep,.... Like the fact he could not breathe after rolling over at some point. Starting awake from his shortness of air, he placed a hand on whatever he had been laying against, to push himself up. Taking a deep breath, lo and behold, it was Jose’s side he had been tucked into. Hand still planted where he was pushing himself up from having his face in the side of her tit, which was where the hand was.
His back was sore now too that he was cognizant enough to think, a heavy weight on it, to which looking back answered the why. Cloe was passed out on top of his back, having been pressing him deep into Jose’s side, sandwiching the poor elf in between the two women. “This is what I get for passing out on the couch….”, he grumbled softly to himself as he tried to keep himself from being squished between.
What had they done last night that had gotten them all passed out on the couch, or did he just drink enough to get drunk and knock out, then they joined him? Either way, he was trying to wiggle his way out now, thumping out onto the floor as Cloe now just rested against Jose. Crawling up, he took another breath as he popped his old back, and padded away to the restroom now that he was awake.
With the sudden movements and small noises, Cloe would end up waking up as well before sitting up to stretch her wings as she yawned. Trying to step off the couch she would trip and make a large thud when landing on the floor, “mmmm…” Standing up she would go to find her pants to put them on, still wearing panties and a shirt mind you. When she found them she would walk while trying to put them on.
When she got them on before starting to open windows, then the garage door to let air in. And would sit outside waiting for Jun to come back out of the toilet and say good morning. “What should I make for breakfast…” she said as she yawned and stretched her tail
Josephine snorted and continued to snore, shifting only slightly on the couch. Honestly she just ended up taking up more of it as she continued to sleep, her breasts nearly popping out of the cotton bra she was wearing, while she wore a simple purple thong. It was shifted out of place, so it was failing to do its job to protect her modesty.
She smacked her lips a few times as she slept, one arm hanging off the couch now while the other rested under her breasts, helping to lift and highlight them to everyone in the living room of the garage space.
The elf groaned out a yawn before leaving the restroom when he was done doing his business, then figured it was best to grab pants from his room. As much as the ladies never minded him being bare and all, he figured having pants were at least warmer, the mornings somehow managing to be too damn cool for his liking. He blamed the building for that though, as he slipped on a pair of well worn denim jeans. Putting on some slip-on canvas sneakers with a tropical floral pattern for the beach usually, Jun cracked open a beer from his mini-fridge before walking back down.
“Morn’, we need a bigger couch if we gonna keep sleeping on it like that. Or a bigger bed at least, is all I'm saying.”, Jun said in between dregs of his beer. “Not much in the way of options. We got cardboard pizza, cardboard pizza, cardboard pizza, food bars, maybe sandwich stuff, think some of those synth brats are left. Most importantly beer, and oh did I mention cardboard pizza?”
Cloe would turn around and look at Jun with a very unimpressed look on her face. “Jun, surely we have money for me to get food to actually cook, like bacon and eggs are cheap.. Why don't we have any of those? I really wish my family would get back to me with the money, they said they would have gotten everything sold by now…” she would lay back on the hard floor that was somewhat carpreted and groan in annoyance
With another shift, Jose continued to snore, barely cognizant of the discussion going on between the pair over by the kitchenette.
“That’s the magic of agriculture and improper development management. You try growing a colony too quickly, without making sure to grow agriculture in equal measure. Then you gonna get fucked in the long run. Real food is pricey.” The elf replied back before searching the fridge for some of those bratwursts, before pulling out a container of two. They weren’t anything great, or even really taste good, but it was better then the pizza somehow at least. Still he grabbed a couple more beers from the fridge, one for himself, the other for sleeping beauty.
Walking low behind the couch, and with a sneaky mischievous grin, the elf placed the cold can on the crook of Jose’s neck. As much as he enjoyed the pinup quality pose, she’d bitch at him for not waking her up, but probably still would if he had. Might as well get a chuckle out of it at least.
Cloe would sit up and walk over to Jun before hugging him. “Well we will be out of here soon… I hope we might actually get to live in a house.” Cloe would then walk over to the fridge and would look at the near barren inside, she would grab a small bottle of orange juice that was watered down. The lot watering down most juice to try and have something like juice actually lasts around Cloe, since it's one of her favorite things it gets demolished fast sometimes.
Jose's reaction was about what everyone expected from her. Which was grabbing Jun's arm and promptly pulling him down, clutching him to her. The snores didn't stop though, as she practically held him as a stuffed animal in her arms. Pressing his stomach into her bust.
“Hmmmm… I seem to be in a bind.”, Jun grumbled as he was treated like a punk rocker’s teddy bear. Was far from the reaction he was expecting personally, but at least it wasn’t bitching, and she was still quite soft. Her ears flicked in her sleep, practically tickling his chest, “Josephine, can I please be put down girl?”
Cloe would chuckle and let down as Jun was grabbed, before coming over to kneel down to Jose’s head. Giving her headpats and ear scratches, “wakey wakey cutie~”. Cloe would continue to give Jose’s head pats till she woke up, and while doing so chuckling at Jun’s predicament. “You seem to get in situations like this a lot Jun~”. Cloe then smiled and gave both of them a kiss on the forehead. And would sit up to take the beer can from the crook of Jose’s neck, and place it on her slightly exposed pussy to chill the base of her dick and her clit. “I said wakey wakey~”
With a surprised gasp, Josephine jumped up, causing two things to happen. Number one, a loud *crunch* sound was heard as her legs clamped down on the can between her legs, and Jun's lower back would give a quite audible *pop* as she tightened her grip on him in the process.
"THE FUCK!?" She yelled out, looking around unsure of just what happened. Before looking down and seeing the mess of beer that had been in the can between her legs, and Jun now straddling her, stomach in her tits. WHile she was pulling him in. Letting go, she pushed him away, and grumbled as she stood up, grabbing the can and hucking to the bin, and fixing her clothes.
"For fucks sake, couldn't you two have just filled a bucket with ice water and dunked it over my head?" She growled, looking between them.
Jun grunted as his back was suddenly placed under torturous pressure, having stumbled once she pushed him away. Well there was the bitching he had been expecting, as he had the old man stance, one hand on the couch arm for support as the other pressed into his aching back. “You probably would have ignored it as just a wet dream, because the cold can wasn’t working until she put it where it was felt. Granted, you look like you woke up from one anyways.” He chuckled with a sore groan, before straightening his back forcefully, in yet another symphony of pops.
The elf wobbled on his feet before plopping down onto the couch, resting as his spine resettled. Damn he was getting too old for this it felt like some days.
Cloe would sit on the Couch and fold in her wings behind her back. “Well hey at least you will taste extra juicy later~ hehe~”, Cloe said, being her usual teasing self. She giggled and tugged on Jose’s panties when she walked past cloe, letting the panties go to fling back and soflty flick her butt. Cloe then rested on Jun’s shoulder and snuggled up to him.
Josephine rolled her eyes as she walked over to the fridge to get a fresh can, completely ignoring Cloe's little stunt with her thong straps, since it did little to change them. "Maybe, maybe not. And let's not go there Cloe. Not a fan of my crotch tasting and smelling like a distillery." She said, picking up one of the cans out of the fridge and cracking it open to take a few chugs.
"Now, if you two will excuse me, I need to clean up this mess." She said, gesturing to her thighs, before she turned and walked towards the latrine, so she could take a shower. If she wanted to take a bath, she'd have gone home to her apartment. Here, there was no bathtub, thus, not a bathroom. She simply let her undergarments land where they would on the way, since it was on Cloe and Jun now to decide who cleaned up since they caused the mess in the first place.
Why did Jose sleep in such? Well, when the average temperature of the area they lived in was around 33.9 degrees even in the evening, well, heavy clothing was usually not the way to go. Though Jose knew one bastard who called even that cold. Fucker was a freak of nature.
“Not to snug and run, but can you take care of that? I have to pull the buggy in and do some work on it, before going over to the Herminia and doing maintenance on ‘er later today.” Jun said with an apologetic grin, and figuring Cloe would understand as having been the one to place the can anyways. There was still work to do until their money came in, and he wanted to be on top of it until then, and were finally out of the woods for good.
The elf offered her a quick kiss and a hug, before taking one of the brats he had pulled out, and moseid out to pull the buggy in. Not taking long at all as he walked out and drove it from the lot, and into the repair bay. The sausage still half way in his mouth, bun and all, he chewed as hydraulic whines filled the space from the work lift as it raised the vehicle in question.
Cloe would lay down on the couch and watch Jun work for a while, and ending up feeling bored she would sit up and look at him to ask something while picking up the dirty cloths that were left on the floor “Is there anything i can do to help?” she would ask with a happy tone, hoping that she could be given something to do and feel useful.
She would begin looking around hoping to find something she could do incase Jun didn't have anything he needed help with.
Not fifteen minutes later, Josephine came out, wearing a new set of bra and thong, as well as a tight pair of leather pants. Walking over to the kitchenette, she settled on one of the stools, nomming on a bit of meat as she relaxed. Once she finished that, she walked over to the garage and opened the door. "So, trying to avoid more trouble Jun?" She asked, walking over to his buggy as she did, leaning on the side of the work lift.
“More like just being ready for it, because…. Let's be honest here. We’ve never had much luck avoiding anything at all, especially trouble.”, the elf smartly replied as he was fiddling with things. He every so often switched tools, trying to get at the bits and such he needed to check, or going through and swapping what he could. Thankfully he did this often enough, that most of the time, it was really just cleaning parts that were hard to get to, and a simple car wash wouldn’t take care of.
“Don’t suppose both of ya’ are gonna be tagging along to the Herminia later?”Jun asked after taking a pause to take a quick look over his progress so far. Perhaps he was working here just a bit too much, as it was almost looking like Jose’s handiwork with how often he worked beside, or watched her work.
Cloe sitting down next to Jun with her tail wagging as she helped jun by passing him tools and holding his drink, she didn't know how to do much with machines but she was still really happy to watch the person she liked work on it, getting to see his cute body while he did “I don't see why i wouldn't tag along, i always go where you guys go~” she smiled happily as her mint and pink hair swayed a bit from a breeze coming through.
Jose snorted. "Are you kidding, that's what you pay me for. So yeah, I'm gonna help you with the Herminia later. Better question is, now that we got the jump drive fixed again, what's your plan? With the Don out of the picture, we're kind of open to go beyond this little dump of a colony world after all." She pointed out, shrugging.
“I would say move, but that feels fairly premature to do. So we work, do our thing, and build up some funds. Otherwise, I don’t know, maybe open some side ventures perhaps.” Jun was just giving the run of the mill answers sure, as even he wasn’t sure what they should do with their new freedom. It was weird to have, even weirder to not have a clear direction to follow now, and with a small fortune on the way too boot. Maybe it was a sign that the gang needed a change of pace, or some sort of switch up on their paradigm.
“Man, never woulda thunk i’d be lost without a struggle to focus on.”, he grunted in a dry chuckle as he continued working. At least he had routine maintenance and tuning to at the very least keep his hands busy. Not that he didn’t have two buxom women to keep them busy in other ways.
Cloe would smile and rub jun’s leg “I'm sure everything is going to work out fine, we are a strong rag tag group after all? Don't you agree Jose?” She turned back to look at her and smiled happily at her, the other two might not have known but Cloe was close in her life to where she had considered laying eggs.
Jose shrugged. "Hard to say. I mean, there's definitely more rag and tag groups than us out there, and definitely stronger ones. But for just a trio like us? I don't think we're doing half bad."
“We’re not dead, we’re not broke, and debt free for now. I say we’re doing better then most, and no war to boot.”, came the Sykian’s reply as he finished up on the buggy. Lowering it back down, he started wiping his hands down of grime and machinery fluids. “Days like this, that almost forget there ever was one. Or that this wasn’t always our home. Probably fer the best, think we’d make one fucked up slice of life show.” Jun chuckled deeply to himself, remembering the shows that he’d been talked into watching with Cloe. Not that Top Sprocket with Jose was much his usual speed either, much less any programs on the Q-net these days anyways.