NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 200: Ship Obtained

"This is incredible!" Jolene exclaimed, her eyes wide and sparkling.

"What is?"

"This ship! It’s a technological marvel! I’ve never seen anything like it," she exclaimed, her fingers caressing the console in front of her.

John was in the cockpit, his hand on the ship’s controls, his eyes fixed on the dark, starry sky ahead.

"I didn’t know you were a tech enthusiast," he remarked, his lips curling into a slight smile.

"I am. I always wanted to work in tech, but the apocalypse and before that, my parents ruined my dreams," she replied, her voice soft and melancholic.

"At least you have something you can do here, Jolene. We’re lucky to have a nurse and a mechanic on board," John said, his tone matter-of-fact.

Jolene giggled, her face flushed, "It’s nothing. I’m happy to help."

"Still, we’re lucky to have you. We would be lost without you," he remarked, his voice low.

"I know. I’m grateful to be alive and to have a purpose in this new world," Jolene sighed, her voice trailing off.

"Come here," John patted his lap, and Jolene climbed onto it.

John embraced her and stroked her hair, his fingers brushing against her cheek.

"I’m glad you’re here," he whispered.

Jolene smiled and pressed her head against his chest, her eyes closed, her breathing soft.

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"We’re all glad to have you," John murmured, his fingers tracing the curves of her breasts.

She leaned forward and kissed him, her lips soft and warm, her tongue darting into his mouth.

John could feel his cock growing hard, his shaft pressing against her firm ass.

"Mmmm," Jolene moaned, her body trembling.

"You’re so hot, John," she purred, her lips curling into a smile.

John couldn’t help himself and he reached down and began rubbing her clit through her jeans.

Jolene was moaning, her breathing shallow and ragged.

"Ahem," Dalia cleared her throat and John stopped and looked at her, a smirk on his lips. Jolene blushed and climbed off his lap.

"Sorry, Dalia, but we got a little carried away," John said, his voice low and husky.

"Don’t worry, John, it’s not like I’m your wife," Dalia replied, her eyes narrowing. John simply chuckled.

"Anyway, the ship is ready for launch. We need to reach the spaceport as soon as possible," Mikal said as he walked in.

"Spaceport?" John’s eyes narrowed at the mention of a spaceport, "are you talking about a Luminar spaceport? Won’t we get caught?"

Mikal chuckled. "No, it’s not a Luminar spaceport. They are the most aggressive species out there, but the only ones."

"I see," John replied, his eyebrows creasing.

"We will have the ship refitted and made untraceable, then we can start looking for Nova and the Luminar’s mining operations."

"Sounds like a plan," John nodded.

As they neared the spaceport, John felt a sense of unease rising within him. He had never been in space before, and he wasn’t sure how to navigate this new world.

They landed the ship at a secluded area and a group of Nevilian and engineers from other races descended upon the ship, their faces set in concentration.

"They’re going to take care of the ship," Mikal explained, "We’ll need to leave it in their hands. I’ll wait here, you guys can explore the spaceport."

"Alright," John replied.

"John! Can we go there?" Dalia pointed out a large building with a variety of clothes and accessories. The store had a huge sign that read "Universe’s Best Fashion Store" and was brightly lit.

"Sure," he said, "let’s check it out."

They went to the clothing store and began looking at the items on display. Dalia was fascinated by the sheer variety of clothing available, and she began picking out outfits for herself and John.

John chuckled at her enthusiasm. "When are you even going to wear these clothes?"

"We’ll beat the Luminars, eventually, right?" Dalia replied, her smile bright and infectious.

John smiled, "Yeah, you’re right."

The two of them continued to browse through the clothing store, their eyes lighting up with each new item they found.

Dalia picked out a black and red outfit for John, and she was wearing a flowing green dress that accentuated her curves.

"This looks good on you, John," she said, her cheeks blushing, her eyes twinkling.

John rubbed his chin, his eyes narrowing as he stared into nothing.

"John?" Dalia asked, her voice low and strained.

"It’s nothing, I was just thinking... how are we gonna pay for this?"

Dalia’s eyes widened, and her face flushed.

"You’re right," she muttered, her eyes downcast, "we don’t have whatever currency they use here."

Just then, a woman with dark red skin and yellow eyes walked up to them.

"Hello, there," she said, her voice smooth and silky.

"Um, hi," John replied, his voice uncertain.

"Welcome to our fashion store," the woman said, "can I interest you in some clothes or accessories?"

"Actually," Dalia spoke up, "we don’t even know what currency to use."

"That’s no issue. You can use the System’s Shop Points."

John’s eyebrows shoot up, "you can trade those?"

"Of course. In fact, many traders and merchants will pay you in SPs instead of money. It’s easier and more convenient."

"That’s great," Dalia chimed in, "John! Let’s get all of this stuff!"

"Sure," he shrugged.

They bought everything they could, including the outfits they were wearing, and even a few trinkets for Maria and Stephanie.

"That was fun," Dalia remarked as they left the store, "I didn’t know we could do that."

"Me neither," John replied, his voice low and distant.

"What’s wrong?"

"Sorry, I was just thinking about finding Nova and the Luminar’s mining operations."

"John!" Dalia protested, "Can you think about that when we’re not on a date?"

John quirked an eyebrow at her, "This is a date for you?"

"Well, no," Dalia blushed, "but, it’s the closest thing we’ll have to a normal date. We haven’t had time to just relax and enjoy ourselves."

John sighed and nodded.

They walked towards a building that looked like Earth’s typical fast food restaurant, except the menu was written in an alien language.

"John, let’s go in!" Dalia tugged at his arm, her eyes twinkling with excitement.