Tags:
adventure,
Adult,
sexy,
Time travel,
futuristic,
Mission,
Erotic,
Vikings,
Ship,
Earth,
black hole,
space travel,
9th Century,
Trading,
25th Century,
Romanc,
Female Captain,
Sea King,
Time Warp
trickling down, she would give her right arm to shed her boiler suit. “Entering atmosphere, now” she snapped.
The shuttle shuddered and a glow lit the cabin, then suddenly it seemed easier. “Thank God” whispered Austen “we’re through”. Luke Owen turned to her and smiled and just for a second she felt a glimmering of affection for him.
There was silence in the cabin whilst they looked down at the mother planet, home but hostile to them. Down there they knew no one, all the inhabitants of the place had been dead for over fifteen hundred years before they were born.
Suddenly Luke spoke, his voice sounding muffled in the tiny cabin. “We’re going to have to think up a story”
Austen frowned “What do you mean?”
“To tell people. Where we’re from, who we are. I was thinking of being this thegn’s long lost nephew from the Eastern Europe , his dead brother Edmund’s son”
“Isn’t that a bit risky, Luke? I mean he may hear at some point from his brother’s family in Eastern Europe ”
Luke shook his head “No chance, he died unmarried and childless remember and Oswy doesn’t even know where Edmund is, or that he’s dead, communication is practically non-existent, peasants rarely leave the place where they were born. I figure no one in Wessex will ever have been to that part of Eastern Europe , or rather Bohemia as its called at the moment, most won’t have even heard of it”
“What are we doing in Wessex then?” asked Austen, jiggling the controls. Luke grinned, boyishly.
“I’m working on that, if he accepts us, we might get in with King Alfred, we could even find favour with him and get a grant of land, anyways, I’m sure Oswy will want to see his long lost nephew. I’ll go out hunting and you can do tapestry and have kids”
Austen looked up, sharply “What the hell are you talking about Lieutenant Commander?”
Luke stood up and walking over to the closet shrugged off his boiler suit, he was naked underneath apart from some tiny briefs which left little to the imagination. Austen concentrated on her controls and tried to ignore him. She heard him moving about then he returned with a lighter weight boiler suit over his arm.
“Jeez, its hot” he continued “I mean, my dear, you’re going to have to forget all you know about hyper logic, relativity, nuclear physics, quantum mechanics, black hole navigation and star ship piloting. For the rest of your life you’re going to have to act like a woman, and you can start by never calling me Lieutenant Commander again”
“We’ll be rescued” she said, keeping her eyes on the enlarging land mass in front of them.
“Who by? The Dolweyans? Get real Alodie. It’s either marry me or have some smelly undersized Saxon thegn in your bed because I’ll tell you now, the men down there are the bosses and with a woman who looks like you the last thing they’ll be interested in is what grade you got in propulsion technique at Pilot School! At least with me you’ll have a chance to be happy”
Austen turned and scowled at him “Does my happiness depend upon my having a husband?”
“In 876, yes. Unless you belong to me you’ll have every Saxon and half the Vikings in England beating a path to your door, you need me to look after you - for Christ’s sake you’re suit’s dripping, these things are thermal lined you know, put on a cooler one” he leaned over and before she could stop him he had unfastened her boiler suit. All she had on underneath was a black bra
Tracie Peterson, Judith Pella