Space + Bats

“Is Velvet strapped in for warp?” Josh Sinclair asked the android at his back.

“Yes, Captain, there is an android with her,” the android reported.

“Good,” he mumbled as his fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard. “Let her know we are warping in five”

Josh had to admit that Sweet Velvet had taken for her new job with ease, in the last three days she had managed to put all the paperwork in order and had sent a few data packets about their mission to the Exploration Society through the ansible network. For once, Josh would be in the Society’s good grace by the end of the mission.

He checked the sensor data once more, making sure there was no other ship nearby or even small rocks that if caught in the warp would be turned into a deadly cloud of plasma. He turned back to his console, well used and faded, and with a few keystrokes, he activated the ship’s warp generator. Space was twisted in front of the ship, the distorted photons drained all colour from the universe and in a timeless moment, his ship pierced the fabric of time-space, by the time the colours of the stars and planets flooded his vision, he had traversed four light-years.

The ship settled back into autopilot as he put their course toward the snow-covered planet of Vilmore.

***

Sweet Velvet was sure she had just experienced the weirdest hangover of her life, it had lasted barely a moment, but her brain had been enlaced with flaming silk and dropped on a vat of zap-apple hard cider.

Her senses came back to her quickly, but the memories of the strange sensations still lingered. She splashed some cold water over her face and took deep breaths, the pinpricks on her skin slowly receding.

Familiar footsteps entered her room; she could almost feel his eyes upon her with a shiver of warm lust that banished the weird sensations.

“Try to chew some mint, they will help,” he handed her a black bundle. “Come on, time to stretch our legs.”

Her eyes narrowed as she took the item from him. It was a human jacket adapted for a pony body, good quality, heavy and rough in her hooves.

“What’s this for?”

“This place is cold, the city is run by the Vilm,” Josh Sinclair explained as he turned to the console next to the glass unit and typed. His fingers danced over the screen as he brought a hologram of the residents. “Stay near me, they can get really territorial.”

Sweet Velvet inspected the image those aliens looked similar to humans, but much more stocky, covered in white fur marked with ritual tattoos. Their technology was slightly behind pony standards, but their strong physiology made them capable of enduring longer warp jumps and more easily colonize other planets. They seemed to be able merchants with established trading outposts in dozen of planets.

She put on the thick jacket, dwarfed by it, consumed with the human smell of it. Gravity shifted under her feet, briefly disorienting her as the ship landed.

Josh took her to the back of the ship, where the hatch opened to a glorious white and turquoise world. Giant, crystalline snowflakes fell quietly from the sky and small buildings of black stone rested amidst the mountains, connected by long bridges.

Sweet Velvet rubbed her arms as they walked into port, the androids coming out to begin the cleaning and minor repairs.

Vilmore City, an alien city. I’m going to visit an alien planet!

Sweet Velvet grinned and had to keep her wings under control so she wouldn’t risk ripping her new jacket. She rubbed her hooves to warm herself; Josh pulled her closer to warm her.

They were in a giant docking station with a large opening at one end that led farther into the city and the rest was filled with small flyers static in the middle and dozens of passageways that resembled the one she had just come through.

“This place is so beautiful!” She moved deeper into the cavernous space, suddenly conscious about how small she was in comparison to the docked ships. The arched walls made the port look like a colossal cathedral of dark stone and chrome.

“I took the liberty of transferring you an advancement, this is a merchant hub,” he explained as they walked into the proper city. “I need to go arrange for some fuel and supplies, but you can visit the stores, just be careful!”

Sweet Velvet walked along the railway, peering into open passageways that led to other docked ships. A handful of beings walked around, many androids and robots moved cargo and performed small repairs, while aliens congregated in small knots, talking and bartering their goods.

Velvet had only a few hours to explore the city, but she tried to see as much as she could. The City was smaller than it first looked, the ports were mostly empty spaces and everything else was made incredibly thick to better trap the heat inside. The west side of the city was dominated by the ports and large warehouses, a few of them had been converted into improvised markets where merchants bartered and sold goods. She passed by a large white temple, elegantly curved and glittering, it seemed dedicated to some alien deity, but the many passing merchants had left offerings for good luck and protection. To the east, she found several restaurants, a couple of public baths, even some small hotels.

She took some time to buy clothes and necessities on the local stores; by the time she had reached the limit of what she could carry, the cold sun was disappearing on the horizon, giving place to a starry night. Velvet looked at the strange stars, taking in their strange arrangements and wondering where Equestria was.

She kept walking, following the sound of music that came from a small band playing in front of a café, four Vilms played strange instruments and made melodic, soft music.

Josh Sinclair put a hand on her shoulder, “hey, want to go for dinner?”

Her smile grew wider, Velvet pinned him down with her eyes. “What do you have in mind, captain?”

Josh Sinclair coughed and had to move his legs to help hide the erection. He tapped his personal datapad and adjusted himself. “There’s an amazing place near here, do you ponies eat pizza?”

Velvet jumped in the air, her wings flaring open, ripping her coat. “Oh. My. Goddess. Yes!”

The restaurant was decorated in a sort of style that Velvet could only describe as cubism-meets-impressionism, designed to reflect the moonlight seeping in through the windows into ethereal pieces of art.

They settled at a small table toward the back of the restaurant where it was relatively empty. The delicious smell of fresh food seemed to surround them, a rush of exotic spices.

A Vilm waiter hurried over as soon as they were settled.

“What would you like?” he asked them in a broken common language.

Josh ordered for them, speaking in flawless vilmir.

When the waiter had left, Velvet said, “Since you are paying for dinner, I should reimburse you.”

“And how do you intend to do it?” He settled himself more comfortably in his chair.

Her only reply was a slight raising of her eyebrows.

She slid under the table, one hoof expertly undoing his pants and taking his cock out, the tip of her tongue teasing the head as it quickly hardened.

She stroked her tongue over the sensitive head, pulling it into her mouth, sucking on it. She loved his taste, strong and alluring as her lips closed around it.

Josh groaned clenching his teeth as he tried to keep his expression neutral and controlled, the desire to fuck her mouth was almost too much. He slid one hand under the table, pulling her hair.

Velvet caressed his balls with her roof, applying a teasing pressure as the heated, hard shaft filled her mouth.

“Yes!” He hissed the word, under his breath, taking long, deep breaths as she sucked him, taking all of his cock in her mouth and teasing it with her long tongue. She purred, sending an ecstatic vibration that poised him on the pinnacle of orgasm.

Josh clenched his teeth and stopped a loud groan as he climaxed in her mouth, the fiery orgasm flooding her mouth with the gushes of hot, thick semen. She gulped it down eagerly, it filled her mouth, almost spilling out, but she caught every drop of the delicious cum.

At that moment their food arrived, Velvet climbed back to her place, licking her lips as Josh struggled with his pants. The waiter served them without saying a word, but with a knowing smile. Velvet took a glass of wine for herself, sipping it with a wicked smile.

“You are going to drive me crazy,” he took a long swig of wine, still slightly out of breath.

Velvet batted her eyelashes and looked back at him, once again looking adorable and innocent.

“I’m sure you will love every moment,” she replied with a giggle.