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"We were supposed to land on Bord in 24 hours," Nolan’s voice resonated through the intercoms. "But because of our necessary detour on VTX..."

"Necessary, my ass...!" Roka muttered, straining through her exhaustion.

"Right." Cero chuckled between heavy breaths.

"We will land on Borg in approximately 46 hours," Nolan continued. "Takeoff in 10 minutes! Make sure you haven’t left anything on VTX, or it will be lost forever!"

"He seems in a good mood," Roka whispered, resting her chin on Cero’s chest.

"Yeah." His hand moved to caress her hair. "I guess he had a good time on VTX."

"Ohhh, that’s right!" Roka laid her sweaty, exhausted body on top of Cero’s, who couldn’t help but gaze as her sweaty breasts pressed and squeezed against him. "He must have had a good time with Angela after all."

"It’s too bad we didn’t get to see her," Cero joked. "She probably got on the ship, probably got into the room down the hall."

"Mmmmmh!" Roka slowly nodded with her lips pursed. "You wish you could have, huh? Well, you did tell that receptionist at the Love Hotel that you would be back."

"Oh, come on." Cero shrugged with a smirk. "You’re telling me you’re not at least curious?"

"No," She shook her head categorically. "I got all the tentacles I need right here." Roka tapped his shoulder. "More than I need, in fact."

"I don’t mean fucking her," Cero explained.

"Then?" Roka frowned for a moment. "Wait..." Her eyes slowly widened. "You don’t mean what I think you mean, do you?"

Cero did not answer. He simply smiled widely with his eyes closed and rested the back of his head against the mattress.

"Hahahahaha!" Roka laughed out loud, slowly turning around to rest her back against his chest and stomach. "I guess it would be funny."

"Right?" Cero’s hands moved down her shoulders and arms, caressing her until his hands reached hers. "It would be interesting."

"Small Nolan fucking a three-meter-tall tentacle... Lady." Roka caught herself before she could call Angela a bad word. "Yeah, that’s a couple I wouldn’t mind creeping on."

"A lot of couples you didn’t mind creeping on..." Cero whispered innocently before looking away, whistling.

Roka’s eyes narrowed as she tilted her head to glance at his innocent whistling face.

She licked her lips, glad to see that the position was having an effect on him despite them having been fucking just minutes earlier.

With her breasts exposed in the air and her butt pressed against him, Roka could see and feel his cock start rising between his legs, and its size made it so it reached through and even beyond her legs.

"Teasing me when you’re in such a vulnerable position, huh?"

"Vulnerable?" Cero raised an eyebrow. With her perky, sensitive nipples bare and waiting to be played with, her throat exposed for some good choking, and her pussy close enough for his fingers to reach, he wasn’t sure which was vulnerable. "Ah...!" That was, until Roka’s sweaty thighs came together to squeeze his cock.

"Should I squeeze harder?" Roka threatened, squeezing and relaxing her thigh muscles to massage his cock.

"Yes," Cero admitted.

"You’re not supposed to like it! You’re supposed to be scared that I’ll squeeze hard enough to blow your cock off! Like a watermelon."

"Please, do it-"

Noise came from outside their now-temporary room, and Cero’s arm wrapped around her before squeezing her shoulder.

"How about we pick this up in our new room?" He asked.

Roka looked away and smiled timidly. Our new room. She liked the sound of that.

"I was growing fond of this room, though..." Roka complained as she slowly slid off his body to lie by his side.

"We need more space though," Cero said. "A bigger bed would be nice."

"Why?" Roka whispered with pursed lips. She looked away again before continuing. "A small bed means we’re forced to stick close to each other..."

"You’re so cute."

"I’m being serious, though..."

"We’ll stick close either way," Cero chuckled. "We don’t need to be forced to do that."

"I guess that’s true."

"Plus, with a bigger bed," He shrugged. "I won’t be scared of you pushing me off the bed in your sleep."

Cero nodded continually at his words, while Roka’s eyebrow twitched.

She ended up pushing him off the bed with her feet.

The twin sisters’ argument could reach them through the door, so Cero and Roka hurried up.

Neither of them particularly cared for being dressed. In the first place, they were in a hurry to get back to one another in their natural, bare, naked state.

Cero put on some pants with no boxers, while Roka put on panties and the same shirt she had taken earlier.

"What...?" Roka pursed her lips, catching him staring.

"You look really hot wearing my stuff, you know?" Cero said. "I love seeing you in my stuff."

"Hmm.. Well, You..." Roka looked away, blushing lightly. "Look really hot in my stuff too."

With that sentence, which left Cero momentarily frozen, Roka hopped out of the room.

Watching her bare legs stride and her delicious butt jiggle in front of him, Cero couldn’t wait to be in her warm, tight, slippery stuff again.

"Why are you going out of your room?" Tina complained despite her obvious tiredness and sleepiness.

"I just am," Gina answered simply. "Stop giving me shit now, alright?"

"What’s going on?" Roka asked as soon as she left the room.

"Like you don’t know, bitch!" Tina shouted with great animosity. "How did you convince my sis to give you her room?" She stepped closer aggressively.

Cero walked out of the room, and before he could interpose, Roka raised a hand for him to back off.

A slight smile appeared on his face. He circled around the confrontation to reach Gina.

’Don’t meddle,’ He ordered telepathically with the Puppeteer’s Leash. ’This is between Roka and your sis.’

Under his absolute control, Gina could only nod submissively.

"What’s it to you how I convinced her?" Roka stepped up, staring her dead in the eyes. "What are you gonna do about it?"

"What am I gonna do about it?!" Tina reached for Roka’s collar. "You’re really curious, bitch?! Maybe I’ll show you what I’ll do!!"

Cero watched with an amused and proud smile, despite the fact that this was obviously going to turn into a fight.

’Oh, well.’ He thought. ’I have no doubt Roka is going to beat the shit out of her.’

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