Book 1: Every Storm Runs Out of Rain [Jenlisa]

Chapter 1: Cumulus

Her fingers roamed the crumpled sheets for her underwear. It took her a while but she finally found it under her companion's warm, svelte body. She tugged but as expected, received no response. Her night companion did not even budge an inch.

"Hey, Jennie," she gently shook her companion's shoulder, leaning down to press a loving kiss on her shoulder, "I need you to move babe."

The brunette grumbled but even then, it was only after a few seconds of patient waiting that she shifted enough for Lisa to retrieve her briefs from under her body. They were definitely not sexy but they were practical enough for high-intensity workouts, something she forced herself to undergo every day on this spaceship in order to maintain her compact figure. Atrophy could be a bitch and as a Transporter, she needed to be fighting fit. She owed the Captain that much for saving her life. Of course, it helped that her figure kept Jennie interested as well; at least that was what she perceived with the attention Jennie had been lavishing on her abs a while ago.

She pulled on her underwear and dragged her oversized jacket over her shoulders. She considered putting on her pants and sports bra but decided that it was too much of a hassle. Her room was just next door anyway.

"Catch you later." She dropped a light kiss on Jennie's forehead and laughed half-heartedly when she was shoved away with more grumbles. "Yeah, yeah. I'm on my way out." The girl always was a heavy sleeper after her orgasms.

Sex with Jennie had started off due to their mutual physical attraction. It had been meant as a way to pass time and blow off some steam. After all, there was not much to do in the ship when there were no deliveries to be made. But as time passed, she was finding it increasingly difficult to adhere to the three rules that Jennie had laid out when they first started their little dalliance:

1. No one was to know about their exchange.

2. After sex, they had to return to their respective rooms.

3. The sex had to stop if any of them felt that it was developing into something more.

Then, she had not thought much about it but six months later, she was finding it increasingly difficult to keep the sex meaningless. She would have to speak to Jennie about it soon and it was not something she was looking forward to. The ship's doctor was not known to be forthcoming about her feelings, which had earned her the nickname "Ice Queen" from the crew. Apart from a few crewmembers, Jennie often kept to herself, preferring to read, exercise and work alone than engage in social banter in the mass hall where the bulk of the crew often gathered when business was slow. It certainly did not help that she was a relatively newcomer; most of the crewmembers had been working together on the ship for years.

Once Lisa deemed the corridor clear, she let herself out then closed the door quietly behind her. She shivered. The ship's system could only harness so much energy from the stars. It was enough to run the heaters in the cabins but to save power, the Captain refused to heat up the corridors the Jine way, at least not until their mechanic upgraded the system. At the thought of her childhood friend, Lisa smiled. Jisoo had received no formal training but she had a natural gift for the workings of mechanical equipment, and was a brilliant hacker. In her opinion, one of her greatest contributions to the ship was getting Jisoo onboard. She had fit right in like a glove. Even Jennie had taken to Jisoo's bubbly albeit eccentric nature.

Speaking of which... Lisa stopped short when she entered her room to see said childhood friend sprawled like a starfish on her bed. A small smile appeared on her face as she fondly watched Jisoo moving her arms up and down, and her legs side to side, as if she was trying to make a snow angel. Jisoo always had the strangest way of passing time.