Quaranteam Blakes Seven Ch 03B

Quaranteam: Blake's Seven

by The_Licentious_Laureate

An adjacent story in the Quaranteam universe.

Thanks go to CorruptingPower for letting me play in this universe, and a big shout out to the other spin-off authors, who are now getting rather numerous, for their help and encouragement.

Dramatis Personae:

Ruairi Blake

(31). The cousin of Aisling Blake (partner of Andy Rook) and Dermot Blake, Aisling's brother, characters in CorruptingPower's original Quaranteam stories.

Ruairi's partners at the start of the chapter:

Rebecca McCarthy

(29). Accountant, (Graduate Diploma Accounting, Trinity College Dublin).

Ciara Walsh

(30). Doctor, (Medicine, Trinity College Dublin).

Chloe Byrne

(20). Just completed second year at University College, Dublin, studying Computer Science.

Not an original member of Blake's Seven.

The remainder of Blake's Seven:

Emma Ryan

(28). Studied Phys. Ed, (Sports Science & Health, Dublin City University). Seriously injured while competing in a mountain biking competition.

Sarah Brennan

(30).

Li Zhang

(28).

Laura Doyle

(29).

Naimh O'Sullivan

(29). Older sister of Siobhan O'Sullivan from my own Quaranteam: Team Tim story.

Chapter 3b -- Emma

Emma finally gets her turn.

Thursday, 27th August 2020

Chloe felt comfortable in a way she'd not felt comfortable before. Waking up on her side, she was lying next to Ruairi, one of her legs over one of his as he lay on his back, both of them naked. The smell of him was heady as her nose was pressed against his chest. Not only that, but another naked body was spooning her from behind; Rebecca.

She could happily stay there, but her body was making demands that she could not ignore. Glancing at Ruairi's old clock radio, she could see that it was early, the clock showing 5:27 in its muted blue LCD digits. Why would anyone still use one of those when they have a phone, she wondered. But then she also wondered where her phone was, and whether it still had any charge. Maybe there was something in its favour, after all.

Mentally groaning, she gently eased herself down the bed and under the bottom of the duvet. Looking back at Ruairi, she knew she'd made the right choice, although there was a small voice at the back of her mind wondering whether every woman would feel like that after partnering, possibly as a side effect of the vaccine. Shaking her head, she decided that he had definitely been the right choice for her.

The sun had yet to rise and the curtains were still closed, but the muted glow from the display on the clock radio provided just enough light for Chloe to navigate around the bedroom. She looked in vain for her discarded clothes, not knowing where they'd been put. She could, though, see Ruairi's tee shirt hanging over the edge of the hamper and, remembering Rebecca's words from the previous day, retrieved it and slipped it over her head. It was way too large for her, but covered the essentials.

Making her way through into the living area, she found it darker at first. Trying to remember the layout, she turned in the direction she believed the bathroom to be, but caught her foot on something after only taking a couple of steps. Deciding that she needed some light, but not wanting the glare of the room lighting, she tried to remember where her phone could be. After a few moments, she thought she remembered having put it on the coffee table before Ruairi picked her up and took her to the bedroom and ... '

Mmmm

,' her brain got stuck in the memories of what he'd done to her, and would be doing again soon, hopefully.

Shaking herself out of her reverie, Chloe changed direction, navigating to the coffee table without mishap and was able to find her phone where she'd left it. Luckily, it still had a reasonable amount of charge remaining. Opening her phone, she noticed messages from both her mam and Maeve, the latter received within the last half hour. Quickly finding the flashlight function on her phone, she turned it on and used it to survey the room, seeing all the boxes and bags that hadn't been there the day before. Noting that each has a small sheet of paper held on with a strip of tape, she glanced at the nearest one, discovering that it had her name at the top and then a brief description of the contents; in this case, the holdall contained tee shirts and shorts. So these were her own things, or at least some of them.

Her need for the toilet was greater than her curiosity and Chloe quickly resolved that problem. Afterwards, though, she scanned what had been brought without opening any of them until she found a smaller box labelled 'Dressing table and bathroom'. Opening the box, she identified her wash bag and other essentials and returned to the bathroom to brush her teeth, after which she took a welcome shower.

Back in the living area, again wearing Ruairi's tee shirt and with a towel around her head, she curled up in Ruairi's armchair, her knees inside the hem of the tee shirt, to look at the messages on her phone.

Feeling a sense of betrayal, Chloe skipped over the message from her mam and instead opened the more recent one from Maeve, which had been sent at 5:06 that morning. It was a simple message that read '

OMG

,' nothing more, nothing less.

Chloe was feeling awake and somewhat hungry, but decided that girl chat was probably more important than food at that moment. It took her no more than a couple of swipes of her thumb to dial Maeve's number, after which she settled back into the chair. Her call was answered almost instantly.

"

Feck, that seemed so loud this early in the morning. I hope you've not woken up Donal.

"

"And a good morning to you, too," Chloe replied.

"

Yeah, that,

" Maeve stated, a hint of sarcasm evident in her voice. "

What a difference a day makes.

"

"Completely. This time yesterday, I was a single girl, living at home with her parents."

"

You and me both. And Donal really didn't know what hit him at all. His flat wasn't very tidy when we got here and he wouldn't let me into the bedroom until he'd done some tidying and changed the sheets. He must have spent all afternoon and evening after we ... you know ... tidying up and cleaning as it doesn't look like the same place.

"

"About the ... you know. Best you ever had?"

"

And then some,

" Maeve responded with a sigh. "

Best ever by a long way, just a pity it was 'lights out' straight after.

"

"Have you talked to your folks yet?"

"

Not yet. My mam messaged me, though. To say she's pissed off with my dad would be an understatement. You?

"

"My mam rang. I think she's trying to walk the fine line between us. She did help get my stuff packed up, though."

"

You went home and got your stuff? I've got nothing, not even my pills.

"

"No, Ciara must have arranged it and it's arrived while I was passed out."

"

Where are you? And who's this Ciara?

"

"You remember the doctor that helped us sort things out yesterday? Well, she's Doctor Ciara Walsh. She's with an IT guy and he came up on my selection. I'm with them now. There are four of us here, actually."

"

Four women?

"

"No. Ruairi and us three women, although we're all moving today so there'll be four very soon."

"

Oh,

" Maeve responded in a shocked voice. Chloe could almost hear her friend's thought process.

"You know that Donal will have to have more partners now to keep him safe, don't you?" she reminded Maeve.

"

Yes, I remember that bit. But there's no room for any more here, his flat's tiny.

"

"Then you'll probs have to move, too."

"

You think so?

"

"Yeah, I think Ciara said something like that. Who would you like to join you?" she enquired.

"

I dunno. I sorta don't want anyone that'll try to push me around and that,

" Maeve explained. "

You know how I am and how I met Donal.

"

Chloe knew that her friend was shy. Possibly more shy than herself, even. And how could she forget how they'd both met Donal. He was the year above them at University College Dublin, studying in the School of Computer Science the same as herself, while Maeve was enrolled on a course in the School of English, Drama and Film. He'd volunteered to help show new students around the department during Freshers' Week, although the second-year students weren't due back until the following week. Chloe had been one of the students that he'd shown around on the first morning and, while the others had drifted away by lunchtime, she was still there. Donal had offered to show her where to eat, but she'd arranged to meet Maeve, so declined, only for him to follow her out anyway. Chloe was meeting Maeve outside the Computer Science and Informatics Centre, which was the building she'd been in and, on exiting the building, there was Maeve. Donal offered to show them both somewhere good to eat on campus not too far from where they were, although by then Chloe might as well not have been there, for all the attention she received after that. And the rest, as they say, is history. Donal and Maeve started going out within a week, were an item before the end of the month and had been together ever since.

"Yes," Chloe replied, "So other students, maybe?"

"

Maybe,

" Maeve said, sounding uncertain.

"How about some of the nerdy girls or shrinking violets," Chloe offered. "You know, the intelligent girls that go around in baggy jumpers or hoodies all the time, or hidden behind a large pair of glasses."

"

You mean like Kayleigh Murray?

"

"Yeah. Not just like her, I mean Kayleigh Murray."

"

Has anyone seen her without her glasses on?

"

"I have, actually," Chloe responded.

"

When?

" Maeve asked, sounding suspicious.

"I was in the foyer of one of the Uni buildings waiting for it to stop raining, as I'd not brought a coat that day and didn't want to get wet if I could help it," Chloe explained. "She came in, rather wet, and of course her glasses were covered in droplets. She stood no more than two metres away from me and took off those large glasses of hers with their thick black frames and I got to see her face while she wiped them. I have to tell you that she's fecking beautiful without them, but the strong lenses don't let you see that. After putting them back on, she gave me a half-smile before walking away."

They discussed a number of other girls they knew at UCD, who they both thought deserved to be paired with a good man, studious girls who'd put their education before the Uni experience. One was Amanda Kelly, a woman on the same course as Donal who would sometimes come and ask him for a bit of help over lunchtime and who often wore a Pokémon or Minecraft tee shirt. Maeve was sure that Amanda knew it well enough and was just wanting to get close to Donal. Interestingly, though, during these talks Donal could often see ways to improve what he'd done, eventually submitting better work for appraisal, so she believed that the chats had probably helped both of them. They'd both now completed the course and each been awarded a First, something Donal had told Maeve. This had solidified her opinion that Amanda had not really needed the help, although it might have gained them both better grades.

Eventually, Maeve called time on their chat as she thought she could hear Donal stirring. By then, Chloe had a list of six names, plus a couple of possibles, that she'd jotted down on a piece of paper, together with their year and the course that they were studying. Not sure what to do with it, she tucked it under her phone, which she placed back on the table, after scribbling '

Possible partners for Maeve and Donal

' at the top.

The sun had risen and there was now a wan light in the room diffusing through the curtains, allowing Chloe to navigate her way to the Kitchen. She found the loaf of bread and cut a couple of slices before dropping them into the toaster. Spread with butter and strawberry jam, these temporarily assuaged her hunger, washed down with a glass of orange juice.

Feeling better and, surprisingly, a little tired, Chloe decided to return to the bedroom and maybe cuddle up to Ruairi again. But on entering the bedroom, she found that the gap that she'd woken up in no longer existed, with Ciara cuddled up close to Ruairi on one side and Rebecca on the other. There was only one option left, she decided, which was to lie on top of him. Having thrown off Ruairi's tee shirt, she carefully moved up the bed, placing her hands and knees in the gaps between the three bodies, which she found somewhat awkward and slow going. Eventually, though, she was able to slide in under the duvet on top of him but, as she slid down, she encountered an impasse. Ruairi had morning wood and his cock was at just an angle that she couldn't lift over it.

'

There's only one thing for it,

' she thought. Angling her hips slightly, she took the tip of his cock inside herself and very slowly started to ease down until she was fully impaled on his rigid member, which allowed her to lower her head onto one of his shoulders. Feeling the thrill of Ruairi's cock inside her, she squeezed it with muscles she'd hardly ever used except when practicing with her dildo. Starting to get aroused, Chloe began moving up and down, just a little bit, seeing if she could get herself off without waking him. She then started grinding her clit against the coarse hairs that surmounted Ruairi's pubic bone.

Chloe was close, very close. She was staring down at Ruiairi, watching the expressions that crossed his face, when his eyes snapped open. This both surprised her and made her feel embarrassed. Ruairi's hips thrust up firmly three times after which his cock released spurts of semen to flood her insides. Chloe's arms gave way as the serum-induced orgasm claimed her, and she collapsed onto Ruari's chest, his arms coming around to hold her.

= = = = = = =

Ruairi was asleep. He knew he must be asleep because he was feeling things that he definitely should not be feeling. In the current lockdown, he should be sleeping alone, but somehow, he was surrounded by warm bodies. Slowly, his brain started to put the pieces of the puzzle back together, giving names to each of the bodies. Ciara was to his left, while Rebecca was on his right. Chloe, therefore, must be lying on top of him, doing wondrous things to his cock.

His brain having assembled the puzzle into a consistent reality, Ruairi woke up, his eyes snapping open. He was looking up into Chloe's green eyes, her face first showing surprise and then quickly afterwards, embarrassment. Although his brain was now in manual, his body was still in automatic, and he felt his hips thrust up three times before staying raised and starting to unload the contents of his balls deep into Chloe's core. Chloe's orgasm arrived soon after and her arms gave way, slowly lowering her onto Ruairi's chest as her eyes closed. Ruairi's arms automatically went around the younger woman, his right slightly slower than his left as it was still entangled with Rebecca's.

Chloe just murmured as Ruairi's last shot flooded into her, her eyelids fluttering as she tried to open her eyes but failed, while the aftershocks of her orgasm still raced through her body.

"You nearly had him," Ciara whispered, leaning over and cuddling Chloe before surprising the younger woman with a kiss on her cheek.

With everyone now awake, Ciara and Rebecca scrambled for the bathroom, a race that was won by Ciara, who locked the door after she entered to keep everyone else out.

Chloe was lying on Ruairi's chest with his arms holding her there. He knew that he'd need to move eventually, but not yet, he was enjoying holding the young woman too much. Maybe another five minutes ...?

Ruairi was startled awake for the second time when Ciara pinched one of his big toes.

"Get up, sleepyhead," she said, giving his toe another tweak. "I'm going to the vaccination centre now, but will message you all when I'm leaving with Emma."

Glancing at his old clock-radio, Ruairi saw that it was now gone eight o'clock. Chloe was still lying on his chest and he could hear her breaths as she slowly inhaled and exhaled in her sleep. Gently shaking one of her shoulders, he managed to rouse her.

"Chloe," he whispered in her ear. "It's time for us to get up."

"Too comfortable," she mumbled in reply, wiggling slightly and feeling the pull against her skin where they were bonded together with dried cum. "Uggh, that feels gross," she added, trying to gently prise their bodies apart.

"I think that Rebecca should have cleared the bathroom by now, so what say we go and take a shower and clean ourselves up?" Ruairi enquired.

"Together?" Chloe asked timidly.

"I don't see why not," Ruairi replied. "We both need a shower."

"I've never ... with a man ... before," Chloe informed Ruairi's chest.

"Well maybe it's a good time to start," he suggested, manoeuvring them to the side of the bed and eventually managing to stand up with Chloe in his arms. he then proceeded to carry her through the living area and into the bathroom, both still naked, much to the surprise of Ciara and Rebecca.

Rebecca was preparing something in the kitchen area and Ciara was standing near the door dressed to leave, with a facemask in one hand while looking at her phone in the other. As Ruairi walked through carrying Chloe, Ciara obviously received the message that she'd been waiting for; opening the door, she left with a wave over her shoulder. "Later," she called out just before the door closed.

= = = = = = =

Chloe had thoroughly enjoyed her shower with Ruairi having spent a lot of the time just running her hands over his body.

Twenty-five minutes later, though, they were dried and dressed and sitting at the kitchen table eating a hearty breakfast that Rebecca had cooked using up most of the items that had been in the fridge. Chloe was even happier to be wearing some of her own clothes, having looked through a few of the bags to find clean underwear, shorts and a tee shirt.

They chatted over breakfast, starting to bond as a group. Chloe was very aware that she was much younger than the other two, so happily let them plan out what they needed to do that morning. When they'd all finished their breakfast, Ruairi made fresh mugs of coffee before they set about preparing for the move.

While Ruairi stripped the bedding from the bed, loaded it into the washing machine and set it to run, Rebecca cleared up in the kitchen and was soon being helped by Ruairi once the washing machine was running.

Chloe took time looking through all of her things that had been brought, and was especially thankful when she found the book that she was currently reading, together with the small number she'd not yet started. After getting a good feel for what had been brought, she took Ciara's words to heart and sorted out the clothes that she'd need for the next two weeks, which she packed into a wheelie case and two holdalls, before repacking everything that she wasn't planning to take. She then sorted out a couple of coats and pairs of shoes, together with her toiletries, which she packed into a carrier bag.

By now, Ruairi and Rebecca had finished in the kitchen, having put everything away and wiped down the counters. As most of Ruairi's and Rebecca's things had already been packed, Ruairi started to break down his computer rig and Rebecca set about tidying up the apartment while Chloe finished up her packing. They then all worked to neatly stack everything that they weren't taking with them, including the components of Ruairi's computer system.