Funny Finding You Here

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

The moment her legs locked around him, the moment he was caught in her embrace, he knew that there was no going back. The tiny voice that told him this was a dumb idea was completely blocked out, any thoughts of breaking off of his current path was entirely forgotten.

The hand at her back pressed her up, his own skin erupting in goosebumps as her fingers trailed down his chest. The Pilot pulled her close to him, her legs locking them together and Kurt intertwining them. The fingers at her thigh sailed even further north until they stopped in a gentle slide up, and his thumb in a small rotation. The hand at her back would lock her against him, his lips pressing hard against her own. The game was all but forgotten, the tests, the indignation that she had thrown to him.

He was lost now.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie's eyes snapped open wide. She threw her head back, her lips quivered and her teeth rattled quietly as her breathing stuttered. Around his waist he would feel her leg muscles tense, tightening further around him. She tried to say something, anything, but not a single sound came from her vocal chords. Her nails instead dug further into his skin, as if she were hanging on the edge of a cliff. She arched her back further towards him, lightly rocking against his own motions.

As she drew her head back to look him in the eye she would see the raw emotion and hunger he displayed. She drew herself back to his soft lips, feeding his hunger with her own, her tongue lightly rolling over his in a gentle, playful manner. Her mind was racing faster than the ship through hyperspace, her heart equally paced. Finally she was able to make the faintest of noise. Her lips parted from his for only a moment, enough to release an instinctive moan.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

The feel of her squirming beneath him, the sounds of her moan, it was what drove him.

Kurt couldn't help himself. He responded to her every motion, the claw of her fingers, the press of her lips, the touch of her body against his own. His fingers pressed, thumb rotating gently and digits gently sliding. The hand at the small of her back would loop around and very gently settle on her hip, pulling her down and further against him. His lips, parted from her own would begin to very gently slide down the side of her face. She would feel differing sensation as the scruff of his beard scratched against her soft skin, his lips pressing every few inches until he reached her neck.

A hot breath would spill over her neck, followed by the sensation of his teeth gently sinking into her skin.

Everything he did, every twitch of his fingers, every press of his lips was driven by how she reacted. It was like she commanded him, moved him without saying a single word.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Something in Jamie's mind snapped. Inhibition was thrown aside. Whatever he'd done had in a few short moments changed things. She let out a sharp cry the moment his teeth lowered to her neck. Her left hand trailing rapidly around the side of his head while her right navigated down his back and out from beneath his shirt. The girl had other plans for that hand. His torturous movements with his own mischievous hand would be met with a contender. Biting her lip again you could almost hear her murmur the word "Oh!" as she writhed in pleasure.

That idle hand finally made its' move along his hip, then, with a bit of twisting and twirling, made her way down.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Well.

That was something.

Kurt found himself now laying on the couch where Jamie had been at the start of their embrace. His shirt had been tossed halfway across the room, his pants taking up a similar location somewhere in the kitchen. Jamie herself lay on his chest, her own body sprawled across his. His mind was still hazy, somewhat clouded and entirely off of any topic that would have been helpful in this moment. As bright blue eyes panned down to look at Jamie, he found himself smiling.

"Well." Kurt said, that same boyish smile spread across his face. "That was certainly more than a kiss."

He couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, a mirth radiating from him.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie opened her eyes slowly. Her heavy breathing now thankfully subsided. The air surrounding the two felt more comfortable, though her body would likely refute that. She shivered as a small wave of cold crept over her before she settled herself atop of him. She felt an odd sense of peace and happiness, despite a bit of soreness. She looked around at the scattered clothes everywhere and laughed both at the sight and Kurt's comment. "It most certainly was."

She adjusted herself so that she could hover her face just over his, her hair hanging to the side of both Kurt and Jamie's face. "Thank you." She whispered those two words softly, genuinely, before kissing him once more. Perhaps he wasn't as thick headed and self-centered as she had originally thought. She returned a smile before climbing off of him in search of her now rogue clothes. Along the way she'd scoop up his as well, passing them to him as she returned to the couch.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

He caught his shirt first, then his pants. Mysteriously his underwear seemed to have completely disappeared, or maybe Jamie just hadn't been able to find it. He frowned slightly, looking around for a moment before shrugging and deciding that he would just go with it for now. His shirt was quickly pulled up and over his head, though he remained on the couch for a moment before sliding on his pants and eventually standing up in a tall stretch.

That couch had been surprisingly comfortable.

"There's a refresher near my room, if you want to use it." It was a sonic shower of course, but a water one. He didn't know if she would be used to something like that, but the Messa was simply too small to accommodate actual water usage for simply cleaning ones body. Sonic's were just as good anyway, or so Kurt had always thought. The few times that he had used a water based shower had been luxurious, but he had hardly felt any cleaner.

Kurt offered her a smile, watching appreciatively as he shot dressed.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

"I think I'll take you up on that, thanks."

She much preferred water showers to sonics. She'd used both, but there was something simply more satisfying about hot water than the odd mechanical nature of sonics. Life of spoiled luxury perhaps. Still, it was better than nothing at all, so she'd happily make due with what was provided. She watched for a minute as he dressed, a satisfying smile on her face the whole time. Jamie didn't bother with her pants, or her shirt even for that matter, the bare essentials were fine if she were going to clean up anyway, so she instead simply folded them neatly and placed them on the edge of the couch furthest from Kurt.

A second of self-consciousness swept over her, a momentary questioning of herself broke her focus, though she rushed to hide it from him. "I'll...Just be a minute then, okay?"

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Kurt smiled at her, sitting back down on the couch. There was nothing to be ashamed of, really, nothing to be ashamed of by either of them. The Pilot found himself simply enjoying the moment, watching her and the tiny amount of awkwardness that she exuded. He made himself comfortable on the couch again, giving her a small nod.

"Take your time." He said with warmth in his voice. "There's no rush."

There really wasn't.

Kurt wasn't the type that needed after-attention or cuddling, nor was he the type that needed to talk. He was happy to just sit and do...well whatever. They had a few more hours yet until they dropped out of hyperspace, almost half a day in fact, Jamie could do all she pleased during that time and Kurt would still be happy. It was who he was.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie hurried off, clothes in hand. "Be just a few minutes!" She shouted, heading down the hallway. A few turns and she found Kurt's room. Spinning around a couple of times she found the refresher.

Stripping out of the clothes she'd still had on, she set them atop the pants and shirt she brought along with her, before stepping inside and taking care of business. She'd try and hurry, so not to keep him waiting. After all, it wasn't a water shower, so there was hardly any enjoyment to be had from the sonic shower. It was relatively simply and fast.

Minutes later she'd pop out, feeling a bit better than she had just moments before, and dress herself, returning in short order to the livingroom to look for Kurt.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Kurt hadn't moved an inch.

Instead he was comfortably sitting in the same place on the couch that he had been before Jamie left him. This time however his eyes were closed and his head was back against the back of the Sofa. If it weren't for the subtle rise and fall of his chest someone might have guessed that he was dead, though his face twitched slightly as Jamie approached, signalling that he wasn't asleep either. There was a smile on his face, an easy, relaxed smile that told a story of genuine mirth.

He hoped and eye when she came closer, smiling a bit wider before once again letting it call closed.

Kurt hadn't quite yet thought about the consequences of all this, what he had done. He liked Jamie, but he had told her quite a bit about himself. She knew his past, his history, what she did, and she knew The Messa. That was more than most women ever got to find out about him. Really the only other girl that knew this much was Kaile, and she lived with him.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie smirked as she watched Kurt peek at her then shut his eye, that same, overconfident smile on his face.

Shaking with her own pleased smile she took a seat just beside him, leaning her head against his shoulder and shut her eyes along with him.

"You still not wanting to share your bed with me? The offer is still open."

In truth there was little she had to hide from him, given the circumstances of how things happened to play out. If he was worried about infringing on her privacy, well, that was of little concern now. He'd seen her just as she'd seen him, no barriers, nothing left to imagination. It may not have been how she pictured her first time, but Kurt hadn't disappointed. She'd only hoped her rather lack of experience was satisfying to him, though she'd be far too embarrassed to actually ask such a thing.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

He smiled again, shifting slightly as she laid against him.

Truth be told, he hadn't thought about sleeping while Jamie was here at all. Most of the time he kept to a very odd sleeping schedule, only taking a rest every thirty six hours or so instead of every twenty four. It was a learned behavior, one that he had picked up in the Navy. Most people thought it odd, Kaile thought that it was entirely strange, but for Kurt it was simply easier than the galactic standard days. Sharing a bed had never been an issue to him though, not in the slightest.

"Well." Kurt said with the same smile, his eyes still closed. "Might not be much sleeping in that case."

Why not be blunt? It was more fun that way.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

One mildly concerned eye opened, looking up to him even as his own were still shut.

It wasn't as though she didn't enjoy that rather ambitious workout from earlier. No, quite the opposite. She had thoroughly enjoyed herself. A vast number of experiences she could now cross off her mental to-do list. Not only that, but the idea that he desired even more of her sent butterflies through her stomach. The worry she faced earlier was instantaneously cast away by one simple sentence, replaced with an abundance of joy and self-confidence.

No, her concern stemmed from one thing: soreness. As gentle a lover as Kurt may have tried to be with her at the start, it simply hadn't changed the general outcome. Her lady parts required a bit more time to recover.

"Well. We'll just have to try our best."

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Kurt let out a dry chuckle, though whether or not he intended on behaving was difficult to tell, always was with the pilot. He shifted slightly beneath her, then opened his eyes. It was about time that he checked on their progress, made sure that no one had signaled them or that the ship wasn't about to run into any planets. Of course if they would have been about to crash there would have been an alarm, but he still liked to check every now and again.

"Alright." He relented finally.

"You head to bed then." Kurt began to speak slowly, some trepidation entering his tone. "I'll be there in a sec."

He did genuinely want to check on the ships systems. The Messa was highly modified and it's engines had a tendency to get slightly wonky. He wasn't that worried of course, but the vessel was his baby, the only real posession in the galaxy that he actually had. That and...well he didn't want to die.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie gave him a bit of an oddly concerned stare, noting the minor change in his voice. Still, she nodded, choosing to let him handle whatever it was that he was hanging back for. "Okay."

Sitting back up her jaw gaped, her eyes straining to remain open as she let out a rather prominent yawn. "Oh! Excuse me." Is that a thing people outside of Naboo say when they yawn? Is that galactic etiquette? So many things that simply were natural and normal to her were alien to others, something she was coming to understand slowly. Still, it would take far longer than a day, a week, or a month for her to break some of her more proper mannerisms.

"Don't take too long." She smiled, leaning over to kiss the side of his cheek. And with that she would stand up, leaving him to himself as she wandered down the corridors, bare feet over cold durasteel to Kurt's bedroom.

Her hand took hold of the door and she pushed it open, revealing the same room he'd shown her earlier. The same pod racer model, the same poster. She quietly shut the door behind her and wandered over to the picture of him that he had proudly displayed. Looking up she studied it for a few moments, a small grin on her face as she looked at a younger version of the man she had just shared the most intimate moments of her life with.

She turned down the sheets and began to undress, laying her shirt neatly over the back of his desk chair, leaving her pants on the floor as she slid between the blankets. For a moment she simply laid quietly, enjoying the solace of the silent air. Then, she remembered that odd feeling of darkness and dreariness from earlier. She hadn't felt it again, but the memory of that feeling had lingered in her subconscious, only to return as she laid her head on to that pillow of his.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

Kurt watched her go, smiling slightly again. His head shook after, though the concerns that floated in his head weren't at all about Jamie and what he had just done. Oddly enough, he wasn't worried about that in the least. Usually his paranoia would have kicked in right about now, his learned response to women knowing more about him. If they had been in Jamie's apartment perhaps he would have run away by now, yet instead...Kurt was pleased with himself.

It was odd, and he didn't even notice it.

Instead the Pilot made his way from the couch and towards the ladder that lead to the cockpit, climbing quickly until he was one again standing in view of hyperspace. He quickly checked and re-checked all the systems, making sure that the hyperdrive and the engines were still functioning properly. What concerned him the most was the reactor, though that too seemed more than fine. Kurt nodded to himself, then checked the communications station. He found a short answer from Kaile and smiled, at the mention of an 'all expenses paid by him vacation'. He was sure that he wouldn't regret that in the least. Finally he turned and set an alert for two hours before they dropped out of hyperspace, just in case he did fall asleep.

Then he made his way back towards the common area, sliding down the ships ladder and stepping into the kitchen. He slowly made his way through the vessel, not taking his time but not quite hurrying either. Finally he stepped into his room, closing the door behind him to bring a pitch blackness to the abode.

Kurt made his way within the dark, stripping himself of his clothes and tossing them randomly around the room. He hardly cared where things lay, and unlike Jamie he didn't bother with neatly folding anything. Instead he slipped into the bed, taking careful measures not to step on her or even budge her until he slid into place behind her, his back gently pressed against the cold durasteel hull. For a moment he would simply lay still, and then his arm would wrap around her, his hand coming to rest on the gentle curve of her chest.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

The coldness of his body, namely his hand contrasted with the warmth of the bed she'd been in for a few minutes already, sending a slight shiver up her body along with an array of goosebumps along her arms. Jamie let out a soft hum as he brought himself nearer to her, and the simple pleasure of his arm around her. Having never shared a bed with a man made the situation that much more exciting and enjoyable. It was something she hadn't realized she wanted, something she'd been missing out on back home.

She lay there quietly for several minutes, enjoying the quiet shared between the two and his now warm body. Her shoulders and hips wiggled a bit, nestling her back and rear further into Kurt, her right hand holding softly on to his arm. "Better than sleeping in a chair?" She smiled with her face obscured by the cover of darkness. Jamie was happy that he'd come to join her even though what she'd done that evening would likely be looked down upon with great discontent by her family.

The girl lightly ran her legs against his, her soft, smooth skin caressing his in a genuinely playful manner. As curious as she was as to what was going to happen when he dropped her off on Byblos, she refrained from asking. She wasn't quite sure if she wanted to hear that yet. If this was just the norm for him she'd try and let it not bother her, though she knew it likely would. She wondered when she might see him again. Still, she didn't want to spoil the experience, and she was quite happy that she'd shared it with him.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]

 

[Kurt Meyer]

[member="Jamie Pyne"]

He mused for a second, letting his thumb very slowly stroke over the peak of her chest. Kurt could have said half a dozen things, could have made a joke or a quip about what it was like to be in bed with her, but eventually he decided it was better not to. It was obvious that Jamie was seeking warmth, comfort, and Kurt could hardly blame her. She was alone for all intense and purposes, run away from home and on her way to something strange and new.

For once, the Pilot decided to be nice.

"It's warmer." Kurt admitted, a smile pulling at his face.

He had always liked the dark, had always enjoyed sleeping in it. On Tatooine the nights were black, and over time Kurt had come to love that pitch darkness. Sleeping in it made him feel as though he were at home, it was a silly thing perhaps, but a small comfort to him, something that he could hang on to even when he was half the galaxy away from his home.

 

[Jamie Pyne]

Jamie turned slowly over to face Kurt as his hand danced along her chest. "Much warmer." She agreed. Though she was unable to see his features in the dark, her hand navigated just fine to the side of his face, lightly rubbing his scruffy cheek. Her head leaned forward, kissing him once more. Though she wasn't entirely finished, choosing instead not to hold the kiss, but to playfully bite his lower lip as she moved to his chin, then neck, using just the slightest bit of pressure with the front teeth to tug on his skin.

Her hands meandered along their own path, through his hair and down to his shoulders to meet where her head had already reached. Jamie pressed against his chest and rolled him onto his back with a bit of force, just enough to set the tone that she was in control for the time being. After which she would crawl atop him, resting her bottom on his upper thighs. Kurt would feel the slightest of movement of her hips, just a playful tease meant to excite him, and nothing more.

[member="Kurt Meyer"]