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Hidden away from the galaxy and all of the troubles that came with it, two crewmates were sitting against the wall of security, chatting away. Purple had their legs up to their chest and laid their arms on their knees to support their head as they watched Cyan talk, who was sitting cross-legged right next to them. Cyan was telling a story from their time at Flower Crown University, but their words weren't going through Purple's head. They were caught up in their thoughts, reflecting on their relationship with Cyan
Despite having been close to them for a while now, Purple can't help but feel flustered due to practically being shoulder-to-shoulder with Cyan, A.K.A. the object of their newfound affection. Opening up to Cyan on that fateful day had really done them wonders, because it meant that they had something to look forward to everyday... aside from Heracles. A feeling of gratitude and affection for Cyan had settled deeply in Purple's soul and has since spread its roots as their bond had been fostered over the duration of the job, and these feelings have been making it much harder to focus on their own duties.
"Hellooo? Purple?"
Cyan's hand in front of their visor pulled Purple out of their mind, realizing that they had accidentally been tuning out what Cyan had been saying.
"Ah... Sorry, I zoned out for a bit. Could you repeat what you said?" Purple asked, not wanting to seem like they were being rude by not listening to Cyan, even if that was exactly the case.
Cyan snorted. They definitely saw through Purple's white lie. "Okay, what's on your mind?"
They were pushed into the spotlight. Even in one-on-one interactions, Purple was never a fan of being pried into like this, especially since Cyan was expecting a truthful answer out of them. It was almost as if Cyan had seen this too, as their gaze softened to a larger degree and slightly tilted their head, hoping that Purple would understand that they wouldn't be judgeful of them.
Cyan always had a knack for reading their emotions.
To hell with it, Purple thought. "It's just that... I never actually had anyone in the crew that I could turn to with my troubles, and while having Heracles to turn to whenever I needed support..." they paused briefly, thinking of the words that they needed, "it doesn't really match up to actually having someone that I can talk with, like we are right now."
If Cyan wasn't invested in what Purple had to say before, they definitely were now, as they twisted around to fully face Purple and leaned forward with a slight glimmer in their visor. The sight encouraged Purple to continue with their thought.
"...And then you came along. You came along and you had, for once in a long time, made me feel like I'm truly being heard." Purple took in a breath of air before continuing, "you already know about what happened with Red, I don't think I need to go over that again for you to understand where I'm coming from with this." They shook their head profusely, "I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I'm happy you're here... with me. The Skeld gets to be pretty lonely at times, and I like having you around when I need someone," a light blush appeared on Purple's features before they continued, "...you've really made a difference for me, Cyan."
Cyan's visor was full on shining now, they looked like they were practically brought to tears with Purple's speech. Keeping their gaze fixed on them, Cyan tenderly grabbed Purple's hand, holding it firmly with a tiny squeeze, the other curling their own fingers around Cyan's in reciprocation.
"I wouldn't have gotten to know this side of you that easily, you know. You made the decision to entrust your secret to me in an effort to cheer me up that day." Cyan let out a light-hearted chuckle, "I mean, you say I'm the one who brings your vibes up, but you were the one to do that first for me when I needed it. I should be the one thanking you!"
Purple, even more flustered than before, averted their gaze to the ground, but still holding onto Cyan's hand. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Cyan's head, and they slipped out of Purple's hold to remove the flower crown from their head. Purple watched as Cyan took the uniform cap off of their head to replace it with their flower crown.
Purple's stomach fluttered to a new intensity as they just... stared at Cyan. The tender look in their visor was enough to make Purple fall for them over and over again, a cycle that they were more than happy to fall into if it meant it would be with Cyan. Looking back at their uniform cap, they took it from the ground and placed it onto Cyan's head, ruffling them while at it, which had elicited the most delightful of giggles from Cyan. Though, Purple's hand, instead of withdrawing after having done what it needed to do, it lingered instead, and it slid down to the side of Cyan's face. Cyan was blushing furiously now, and their hand came up to meet Purple's while also leaning their head into their touch. They never looked more at peace than they did now.
Suddenly, Purple began inching closer to Cyan, who was coming in as well, as if there was a magnetic pull between them. They kept creeping closer and closer together, but before they could close the gap, Purple's nerves got to them and they hesitated.
Cyan wasn't having it.
They lunged forward and captured Purple's visor with their own. At first, Purple was taken aback, but very quickly melted into the kiss, reaching their arms to lock around Cyan's neck. Purple's head swam in a sea of dancing stars as they felt Cyan tug on their uniform tie in order to reel them in closer to their heated kiss. With how close the two of them were, they were practically melding together, two souls becoming one. Cyan let go of Purple's tie in favor of using their hands to explore Purple's body, slithering in and out of their uniform and bringing out the sweet sound of Purple's sharp intakes for air in between kisses.
In the flurry of passion, Purple found themselves caged between Cyan's arms against the wall, and there was no other place Purple could dream of being in. As the kisses continued, Cyan became more... daring. During their ministrations, they drew their hand closer to Purple's crotch, and it finally clicked in Purple's head as to what they were trying to do. Now in a moment of brief clarity, Purple broke the kiss and lightly grabbed Cyan's exploratory hand.
"Cyan... are you sure about this?" Even if Cyan was doing all of the work, they would rest easier knowing that they were sure about what they were doing.
"More than sure..." Cyan drew out their breath, visor shifting in realization. "...Do you want to?"
"Yes," Purple responded a little too enthusiastically, "God, yes I want this..." Their voice drew into a quiet whisper, but Cyan received the message loud and clear.
"Tell me if you want to stop if you're ever uncomfortable, okay?" After receiving the all clear from Purple, Cyan continued their carresses and palmed Purple's crotch, circling their thumb over it. The receiver struggled with the buckles on Cyan's backpack until it fully came off as Cyan buried their visor into the side of Purple's neck, pressing soft kisses and leaving a tingling sensation behind with each one of them. It was so breathtaking, so exhilarating, but it wasn't enough. It didn't take much effort to arouse Purple at all, their slit had revealed itself and Cyan was gently, but firmly, stroking their entrance. The stimulation was certainly having an effect on Purple if their own potruding shaft didn't make that clear already, and they tried to buck their hips into Cyan's fingers in attempt to chase the feeling, but Cyan retracted their fingers.
"What's with the hurry?" Cyan giggled teasingly, greatly enjoying the idea of Purple being this desperate for them. Purple could only respond with a whimper and a pleading look in their visor. God, they were stunning in their flower crown while in this state. Cyan could never say no to a face like Purple's as it is, so they plunged one finger into their slit, sending tremors throughout Purple's entire body. Purple was now slumping closer to the ground, so Cyan took the opportunity to climb atop of and lean over them, though not before they unbuckled Purple's backpack and tossed it aside to fully lay them on the ground, cooing praises into Purple's ear as they fingered them.
Purple sobbed in ecstasy and begged incoherently for more and more, and Cyan soaked up every beautiful sound coming from the one below them. Eventually, Cyan answered Purple's pleas and added in a second finger, which had made Purple start squirming as the movements continued. "You're doing so well for me. Keep going, I'll make you feel really good," Cyan purred while curling their fingers and thrusting in and out at a steady pace, and Purple's vision almost went completely white. The sounds that Purple was letting out were downright embarrassing, and they would both have a lot of explaining to do to the crew, but neither of them could give a shit about the others. Crew be damned, Cyan was going to do whatever it would take to break Purple tonight.
The motions were becoming relentless, Purple could feel their peak fast approaching, which had also evident by the increasing intensity of their whines. Then out of the blue, Cyan suddenly ceased their movements and retracted their fingers completely, and Purple had practically cried out at the loss.
"Why did you stop, Cyan? Cyan, please please I was so close..." A rivulet of tears begun to trail down Purple's face, and Cyan sweetly coddled their face as they wept, leaning their head against theirs.
"Shh shh shhhh... it's okay, you're okay, I'm still here." Cyan held Purple, singing gentle praises to them as they lovingly stroked the sides of their head in an attempt to soothe them, waiting for them to come back down. They would wait until Purple's breathing relaxed and their weeping waned, leaving a tired expression on their visor as they raised a hand to meet one of Cyan's currently resting on their face.
"So, any particular reason for edging me there?" Purple inquired with a tinge of annoyance in their voice, though there wasn't any true malice behind it.
"Oh darling," Cyan drew out the pet name with a breathy sigh, "I just didn't want you to be all spent before we get to the main thing." In a single, bold move, Cyan grinded up against Purple's entrance, and they could feel just how hard Cyan was. The friction sent an immediate shiver throughout both of their bodies, Purple's back arched to a great degree, giving Cyan some leeway to slide a hand under them. Cyan lightly stroked their own arousal to lubricate it as best they could, then they brought their other hand from Purple's back to their hip. Before they did anything, though, Cyan looked up at Purple with a questioning look in their visor, asking again for permission and making sure that this was all okay. In response, Purple leaned up fully to press their visor against Cyan's, to which the latter affectionately nuzzled them back. They both watched as Cyan positioned the tip to Purple's entrance in suspense and, ever so gently, pushed forward until they were sheathed in Purple entirely.
The preparation beforehand did help considerably with sliding their length inside, but it would still take a moment for Purple to fully adjust to Cyan's intrusion. It was almost overstimulating, the initial pressure in their abdomen had put Purple on the verge of tears again. That is until they felt Cyan wrap their arms around Purple with one hand rubbing the nape of their neck to distract them from the sting, and it worked like a miraculous cure to a devastating disease. The two crewmates could feel each other's heartbeats as they held each other so very close, until the tension from the intrusion subsided.
"Are you alright?" Cyan asked, wiping Purple's face of a tear that had snaked its way down.
"Yeah... yeah, I'm okay..." Purple had fully relaxed now, the pressure had now morphed into pleasure, and their breathing evened out. "You can move now."
Cyan released the back of Purple's neck and brought it back to the flower crown that was close to slipping off of Purple's head. Adoration was painted all over Cyan's features as they lovingly carressed Purple's face with their thumb, and Cyan could have sworn that this was the most that they've seen Purple blush out of the entire evening. Cyan tilted their head down to meet Purple's visor before they began to draw out from their entrance, and then back in. The way Purple's walls hugged Cyan's length, the delicate tug with every thrust no matter the pace, it was so much, so much to get high off of, Purple would stay in this trance with Cyan forever if they could.
"Cyan~..." Purple mewled their name to the stars, the lust and want dripping from their name alone had made Cyan want to hear it over and over again. Cyan snapped their hips forward and Purple yelped and grappled at Cyan's back for support. "Faster, please...!"
One of Cyan's hands glided back to dig into the flesh on Purple's waist and, in response to their desire, picked up the pace considerably. Every thrust shook Purple to their core, they hooked their legs around Cyan's waist in need. Purple whined as Cyan drove in and out again and again and it was driving them mad. In the midst of their motions, Cyan delicately raised their visor from Purple's, and they drank in the most glorious sight of Purple unraveling right beneath them, their head falling to the side as a brilliant blush painted their face. The thing that made this all the more better for Cyan was that they were the one inducing Purple into this euphoric state, they were the one drawing such delectable noises out of them, it was their name that echoed throughout the security room. Cyan, while maintaining their pace, raised Purple's rump slightly off the ground, granting Cyan a new angle to work with, now hitting a new bundle of nerves that made Purple cry out sweet symphonies for Cyan.
"Please don't stop, please don't stop" Purple groaned out, they were getting close to their own climax, and Cyan wasn't willing to leave them hanging again. Cyan's once precise thrusts were now becoming erratic and sloppy, they were also meeting their climax, so they leaned back down and buried their visor into the crook of Purple's neck. With one last firm thrust into Purple, Cyan released their spend, coating Purple's walls with their seed. Purple followed with their own release, wailing out as their own climax rocked their body.
Once both of them had finished riding out their highs, Cyan lowered Purple's body back to the ground as they both focused on catching their breath. Cyan hadn't moved from Purple's neck, if anything, they pressed in more. Purple's head fell slack and leaned on Cyan's, bringing their arm up to stroke the back of the other's head. After what had felt like an eternity, Cyan pulled out from Purple, leading them both to the realization that they have some cleaning up to do.
Cyan sat up while also helping Purple sit up as well, but as the latter rose from the ground, they suddenly realized something.
"Did you really keep my cap on the entire time?"
It also appeared that Cyan never fully realized that themselves. Either way, Cyan chortled at how humorous it was that they managed to keep Purple's cap on while they fucked the owner of it. Their laughter was contagious, it didn't take long for Purple to join in on their laughter. When the laughter died down, the two shared yet another longing gaze, but this time, Purple didn't hesitate to pull Cyan into a loving embrace, lightly peppering their face with kisses as they giggled with each one.
"I ought to make you your own flower crown once I get the chance," Cyan thought out loud.
"You must really like the idea of me wearing a flower crown, huh?" Purple teased to which Cyan looked at them with a glint in their visor.
"What can I say? It helps bring out your beauty~"
Purple averted their gaze to the ground, and that wonderful blush of theirs had returned yet again. Cyan just simply turned Purple's face back to look at them, and brought them in to lean against their visor. They would remain in this enchanted state, as they were both content to forever bask in the light of the one that they loved most.