Neon Bar Lights and New Friends

Quill stretched as he got out of the hover cab, ears flickering. He was a vampiricaes, an offshoot of humans that had taken on more bat-like features, big ears, snout and a short tail as well as fur. He had just spent over two weeks on a repair that would have taken two days if they had sent the right parts for an old hyper-drive. He just needed a drink and a break from the clients incessant chattering. The universal translator was only barely able to keep up with them and made for a piercing headache. Now, however, it was time for a drink. The cab driver told him that this little watering hole was always decently quiet and had better prices than uptown and tourist traps. He didn't even read the name as he rode the elevator up. Smoothing his long hair and brushing out his short beard, he checked his datapad and set it to silent. Outside, rain poured and neon lights and hologram shows sizzled as the thrum of the city fell away.

As Quill entered, cleaning his glasses, he was delighted to see an old terran style bar, wooden fixtures, led lights retrofitted to look like filament bulbs. It was unsurprisingly empty, as it was still early afternoon. A larger woman stood behind the bar cleaning cups and idly puttering. She was easily 10 feet tall at a glance, short black hair and amber skin bathed in the off yellow ceiling lights, she hummed as she worked. Quill was immediately distracted by her huge chest and belly, jiggling as she worked, contained by a white t-shirt that might have been a size or two too small, if only because they didn't make many shirts in her size. She smiled as Quill sat at the bar and spoke.

"Heya stranger, welcome! What's your poison for tonight?" She asked, her voice with the hint of echo and reverb. Quill could tell she was a cyborg of some degree, manufacturer and joint lines decorated her hands. "The name is Katea, what's yours?"

"I'm uh, I'm Quill, and if you have it, a gin martini, extra dirty?" Quill coughed. Katea smiled warmly as she turned and reached up for a clear bottle. Whoever designed Katea's chassis clearly had a goal in mind, considering Katea's rear more than matched her breasts. Katea turned back and started mixing, before placing it before Quill,

"So, what brings you to our backwoods planet? Can't imagine it's for the sights..." Katea said. She wasn't wrong, most of the planet didn't have much going for it visually, it had mostly been colonized and not much of the original planet was visible, which already wasn't much. It had started as mostly dead rock and scrub and a few small oceans, but now served as a trade hub and banking settlement before you hit the unexplored zone.

Quill bitback his gut reaction to say 'you're obviously an exception'. He was nowhere near drunk enough to be flirting with strangers quite yet. "I'm doing an on-site repair job, some dumbass overdrive his sub-space stabilizer, I had to fix it and fix it again and now i'm on it's third repair because the guy keeps blasting every component as soon as he hits void" Quill sighed "And of course, main office wants me to set up an office here because they think it's gonna be a great place for repairs and services." He shook his head and sipped at his drink.

"Well! You know that if we get some real rich schmucks coming through, you'd probably make a killing." Katea countered "Hell, hire some helpers and you can bill yourself as a 'luxury service' "!

"I ain't gonna tell you what kind of customers you get through here, but 'rich schmucks' are arguably the worst!" Quill said before putting on a nasally high pitched voice "I want the luxury upgrade, but I don't want to pay for it, but I want it to look like I spend hundreds of thousands of Denarii, but I want it to be heat resistant, but I want it gold plated" Quill broke off laughing at his own joke. Katea joined in his laugh, not that half laugh most bartenders give, but something a bit more genuine, She had apparently had experience with similar customers and clients. Quill felt a bit more relaxed as the martini warmed his belly and the friendliness warmed his heart.

They went back and forth for a while, exchanging stories and anecdotes. Neither of them pressed anything too personal, but they found a rhythm. Quill and Katea weren't interrupted, and without customers, Katea was able to simply kill time, and Quill didn't have any plans for the rest of the day. As Quill wound down a story Katea fixed him with an odd stare, her eyes softening and a soft smile. "You're a bit lonely, aren't you?" Katea asked; Quill froze "You've been bouncing around planet to planet for a while, no real home yeah? Ya know, I might have someone you should meet" Katea said "You'd like her, she's damn smart too, and an engineer too!"

"Yeah?" Quill asked "I mean, you're not wrong, but, like I don't wanna break any hearts" Quill countered.

"Look, she's not looking for anything serious, I think you both definitely need a break, why not give it a shot?" Katea asked.

"I mean, if you were gonna steal my kidney, you would have spiked my drink I suppose. Alright, I'll at least MEET her" Quill relented.

"Hell yea, just hang around, I don't think it'll get too busy today, there's some tech demo expo happening" Katea explained. She had sidled closer and leaned over, her chest resting on the steel bartop. Quill swallowed and could feel heat rush to his cheeks, fighting to look her in her dark eyes. "And she's a bit more your speed, I might be a bit too much for you sugah." Katea must have timed it purposefully as Quill choked and coughed martini all over the bartop; olives scattering to the floor and dark corners. Katea giggled as Quill fought to recover himself. As Katea stepped away to fix a new drink, Quill could see the massive bulge in the front of her pants and frankly understood. She was packing in everything it seemed.

"No, yeah, I mean, I didn't mean uh.." Quill choked out "yeah, you can just shoot me now"

Katea laughed again "Nah, I still want you to meet my friend, if you screw that up, maybe then" and she smiled. 'Here, let me call her," Katea said as she placed a new drink in front of Quill, before she stepped away through a door behind the bar. Quill considered his drink while she was gone. Someone as modded and stacked up as her could have friends on either end of the spectrum. Hell, they may not even be bipeds; then again, that hadn't stopped Quill before. with the fingers of alcohol already working to massage Quill's anxiety into excitement. He waited and started to get up, to book it out the open door in concern for his own safety, but paused before deciding he was committed. He did need a break, bonus points if it was a hot and sweaty break. Worst case, all he agreed to was to just meet Katea's friend.

What Quill wasn't expecting to see Katea return with said friend in tow. She was notably shorter, almost five feet to Quill's own six, but the height difference between Katea and her friend was almost comical. Katea bent over and whispered into her friend's ear before waving Quill over. Katea's friend had darker skin, like chocolate, short feathered black hair that faded through purple into pink in her bangs and undercut with 2 long locks framing her face. What was most notable was that she was a cyclops, a large single expressive purple eye focused on Quill, looking him over. Quill was briefly reminded of a microscope, which was only accentuated by her grease stained lab coat and simple under clothes. She was clearly an engineer or scientist, but Quill didn't see an ID card on her, just the clip.

"See! Ain't she cute!" Katea sang out. "She's been cooped upstairs working and hasn't seen sunlight in about a week, so Mr Quill is here to rescue you!" Katea directed that last part at her cyclops friend. The cyborg was frowning "This is my friend I was telling you about, her name is Nios!"

"Howdy Nios, I'm uh, Quill, I'm sure Katea has already exaggerated me to no end." Quill said, extending his hand in a basic greeting. Nios did the same and let a polite smile crease her face.

"Hi" was all Nios said and let her hand linger in Quill's; Quill toyed with kissing her hand, but didn't choose to do so, he didn't want to press too hard, she was visibly uncomfortable. He didn't want to make himself a fool too early. They both started as Katea slowly began to push the duo to a nearby booth. They sat down opposite to each other and before either of them could speak, Katea had stepped away and disappeared through the door to the kitchen. Both of them watched her before Quill began to laugh.

"I guess she has a plan for us," Quill said, looking back to Nios. "At what point do we have a choice in this?" He asked.

"Sometimes she gets like this, the best we can do is either run away or go with it" Nios affirmed.

"I'll hang out, I wanna see if her way has more drinks and snacks" Quill said, leaning out of the booth, apparently in hope of said drinks and snacks.

Nios just nodded, but remained silent. She seemed to wander her eye around the bar, her gaze sliding over Quill rather quickly. Quill could feel himself swallow in the awkward silence. Nios held her face, not pursed or upset, but firm. He waited a few minutes, hoping she would break the silence, but Nios didn't seem to want to. Quill imagined that if she was in the middle of some job, she was probably distracted by that and didn't want this enforced break. Finally, Quill mustered the courage and spoke "So, yeah, I mostly work ship repair, I just finished up a nasty job so I'm taking a second to breathe and recuperate. I've been working on a side project I'm hoping to get some traction on"

Nios only grunted to confirm she heard him. Quill was hastily weighing his options, he could commit to that comment, and hope Katea was right, or he was going to embarrass himself as just a mechanic and hopelessly out of his depth. No guts, no glory, he supposed before continuing "I've been trying to fix this old racing hoverbike, I can get the mag-core to stabilize just fine, but in the frame, it just swings starboard as soon as I turn it on, super hard. On top of that, the original carbon fins are out of production, so I either have to make them myself, or contract someone out, which I really don't want to shell out for. I'm thinking there might be some kind of ferrous debris I'm not seeing in the frame, but I'm not about to crack it open unless I have to."

Quill calmed as he let more details come flowing out. It was cathartic for Quill to just relax and talk about this project without someone trying to 'help' or shut it down. He could see recognition and understanding slowly wash over Nios face. At one point he got up to retrieve his martini from the bar where he had left it. On the way back, an errant escapist olive from his first martini made its way under foot, whereupon Quill slid and flailed frantically. He was able to catch himself on another booth and avoid totally falling, but he knew he might have fucked up. He did his best to smooth himself before walking back to the shared booth, carefully watching for more olives.

Quill looked around the empty bar, before looking back at the cute cyclops who had shifted from sitting upright and straight as a board to a bit more relaxed, leaning on one hand, watching him, her hand covering her mouth from laughing. He felt himself blush again and tugged at his collar to get some cool air. "What about you? You work in the tech sector too, right?" Nios's expression soured slightly and she frowned. Quill winced, and knew immediately that it was a mistake of some kind.

"Yeah, I used to work in a field I wasn't happy with, but I'm working freelance now. I'm actually working on stress testing a prototype for a larger company that wants it to be verified by independent sources. I can't say much more because, ya know..." Nios trailed off, her smile faintly returning.

"NDAs? Hell if I haven't dealt with enough of those for a lifetime." Quill interjected "Okay, this one is expired, but lemme tell you, Wey-Yut Corp, they had me repair a cryo unit for some xeno specimen. They could not stop telling me how fucking important that the speciman did NOT THAW OUT" Nios was fully smiling by now,and starting deeply at Quill but before Quill could continue his story, Katea returned with a steaming tray. On it was a host of fried and greasy snacks, an ice cold beer and another martini.

"Hope you don't have any allergies, we've got potato skins, karak wings, fresh peeled zorps, and a few odds and ends! Enjoy!" Katea crowed, before retreating to the front of the bar before flipping the switch to turn off the outside sign, but neither Quill nor Nios noticed. They both picked at the food, trading stories. Quill didn't mind retelling some of his and found he was entranced by hers. Nios started slow, but built up momentum, eased with drink and nourishment on an empty stomach that had demanded food hours ago. A rapport in exhaustion, they were peers, comrades, allies. Fortunately, Katea left them well enough alone, only returning to bring fresh drinks or new snacks.

Hours passed, drinks were drunk and the two bonded over a love of tech and engineering, a hatred for silly clients, the latest bio-hacks and everything in between. At some point Quill had gotten up to use the restroom and came back and found Nios sitting on his side. Katea kept herself to the shadows and avoided them except to refill drinks, smiling and humming all the way. Nios was the first to notice the lateness.

"It's not too late for you is it?" Nios asked. "I'm not keeping you too late am I?" She looked up at Quill and gave a half hearted tug on his jacket. Quill looked out a nearby window and saw the light rain had become a torrential downpour. Any hover-cab was likely up-town and working for the posh and tourists. He shook his head and Nios continued " Then stay here for a bit, at least until it stops raining, I have a couch you can crash on."

"Thanks, yeah, that sounds, uh, that sounds good, thank you Nios, I'll promise not to look at whatever you have NDA-ed up there" Quill said. The two of them stood up slowly, avoiding knocking any of their glasses or dishes over. Supporting each other, they moved through the doors in the back of the bar and up a flight of stairs to a flat above the bar. Quill was astonished at the disparity between Nios and Katea's living styles. The diminutive engineer's areas were covered in papers, parts, tools and other miscellaneous junk from her work, where the giant cyborgs stuff was neatly organized and well kept. Nios gasped and pointed at the couch, which was draped in a blanket, under which Quill could see panels and mechanical greebles obscured by a thin sheet of fabric.

"I can't move it!" Nios exclaimed "I'll find you somewhere else for you to sleep!" Nios strode away into a room as Quill looked around.

"It's alright, I can, uh, sleep on the floor, I just need a pillow and a blanket. You don't have to go out of your way!" Quill called across the apartment. A few moments passed in silence except for the pounding rain and thrum of advertisement lights outside.

"It's fine! just come in here!" Nios called back. "I found something for you to relax on!" Quill walked into the dark room Nios had entered and felt his heart and his brain stop for a split second. Back lit by the pink neon outside the window, Nios had taken off almost everything and was only wearing the lab coat. Her breasts pressed out in a deep cleavage and he could see her toned tummy, her soft thighs below the lab coat, Quill couldn't stop staring as she shrugged it off a little, baring her shoulders and chest. Her chest moved as she breathed heavily, her breasts more than a handful that seemed to beg to be held. Nios sauntered forward, spinning once as she did; giving Quill a full view of her body. He saw her nubby tail above a perky ass, he saw her thighs slide over each other and felt warmth speed throughout himself, not just from the alcohol.

Nios pressed herself against Quill, and reached up to take off his jacket, but paused, seeming to look for permission in his face. Quill could only respond by nodding slightly, somewhat astonished but wasn't about to say no to such a beautiful woman. She smiled and blinked at him as she slid his jacket off, Quill made no move to stop her. Nios felt his chest and slowly felt her way down. Quill jumped when she pinched his ass, before moving to the front, feeling down to Quill's growing excitement. She stopped and looked up at him curiously. "Two? Did you splurge on some bio-hack?" Nios asked.

"Nah, it's my species," stammered Quill "we have sometimes have a mutation that doubles certain body parts, I just got lucky"

"Damn, so did I" Nios replied

"Hey, I wanted extra wings, but I haven't had any complaints" Quill chuckled

"I just ask because I have a temporary one I wanna try..." Nios purred. The 'on you' silently hung over Quill, but before he could say anything more, Nios opened her mouth and blinked. Her eye glowed with a green as did her tongue, which was much, MUCH longer than normal cyclops tongues, also glowing green, small nubs flexing on the sides. Yet again, Quill's breath hiked and he felt like his eyes were going to bug right out of his skull. Nios took to the bed and Quill started walking forward removing his pants, only to trip on his own pants and fall down on his face.

He tried to save face by standing up quickly but it was already done. As he shrugged off the shirt, he could see her stifling a laugh. Quill couldn't help but smile as he walked and crawled onto the bed. She pulled him into a hug, tight and close. He held her back, breathing deep of her sweat and skin and the faint twinge smell of solder smoke; her hands wandered up and down him and she smelled his cologne, a hint of acrid twinge of grease and fur. The two allowed themselves to simply enjoy this moment for several minutes; no expectations, no deadlines, no stress. The secondary effect being that they both were able to get a bit more sober. They didn't even speak, the outside world melted away except their little world, a small bed.

Nios rolled Quill onto his back, his members standing proud, her breasts pressing into his chest. The room was cool, but the pair quickly began to feel warm. She crawled up a little on his left, swinging her hips between his twin cocks. He could feel the heat and dampness of her on his lower cock. She pushed up to kiss him, eye closed, which Quill met with passion. Tongues danced, and Quill was briefly disoriented as Nios's tongue coiled and seemed to grab his tongue. The side nubs also played with Quills tongue, to which he couldn't stop himself from moaning. Nios moaned with him, their shared vocalizations reverberating through their tongues, Nios hand trailed down to Quill's upper cock. Nios moved her hand up and down slowly, moaning deeply into Quill again. Quill moved his left hand to her pussy, slowly rubbing it, not quite penetrating. He could feel her slick building, dripping down, soaking his hand and fingers.

Finally they broke their kiss for air, Nios's biohacked appendage still holding tight to Quills. Quill marveled at her glowing beautiful eye, the reflection of pink neon, her mahogany skin already glistening with sweat. They both began to pick up speed to their respective ministrations. Nios's hand couldn't quite fit around Quill's length, and could feel his increasing heartbeat through it. Quill pressed his middle then ring fingers into her, stroking backwards and softly rubbing her. a building heat and warmth, like a bottle about to pop, finally, Quill came, white ropes shooting up and across the bed. As Nios looked back, she felt her pleasure well, build and suddenly climax as Quill picked up speed, fingering her forcefully with speed and depth. She came, and came hard. 'She had been neglecting herself,' Quill thought to himself. Both of them kissed again, just as deeply as before. Chest to chest, Nios crawled further up Quill before sitting ahead of his cocks. Breathing hard they gazed at each other, unspoken words in the dim light.