A/N: I went through some of the Herta Space Station side quests as well as Herta’s dialogues and re-evaluated some parts of her personality. It wasn’t that she didn’t care about the Space Station, but that she gave that responsibility away to Asta and Arlan. It didn’t help that she was absent during the attack.
Do note that people died on the Antimatter Legion attack, as noted on one of the side quests. If she did not care about it, however, it would contradict Herta’s stance when her experiment was interrupted by Sunday and Welt (when they asked for her help during Amphoreus). Here, she had the option of continuing with the experiment, but it would cause Sunday and Welt to die. She chose to stop it to prevent that scenario.
In it, she also says:
“Experiments can always be repeated, but humans cannot be brought back to life.”
It goes to show that she ‘values’ human life and would not be aloof to it, at least to a certain extent. Perhaps it is the reason why she kept saving The Blue over and over again. In lieu of this, I made small changes to two paragraphs on chapters 18 and 19, showing that she does care about the Herta Space Station.
Madam Herta is a peerless gem!
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Sirius expected Herta to back down, but she did not. She poked her left hand on his lower abdomen, bordering his buckled belt. His brain turned into a mush, figuratively. His breathing stopped as he looked down on her. The upper part of her dress did not have any transparent strings tied to her shoulder. It gave the illusion of being easily pulled down even if that wasn’t the case.
Most importantly, her slight mounds came to his sight. Her fair white skin extended to her shoulders, revealing a tantalizing sight he had never dared to stare at. Her scent, which smelled similar to lavenders, drifted to his nose. The combined might of visual and olfactory stimulations increased his hormonal production. Physical reactions became inevitable. It did not calm down for Sirius.
It became stronger.
Herta saw it twitch once more. When her eyes stared at him, his face turned beet red.
‘Truly an interesting subject.’
She wasn’t as innocent as she looks on things related to biological reproduction. The concept of being ‘aroused’ was tied to biology—to the brain’s reception towards specific stimuli. It secretes hormones, which was then used to further ‘reproduction’. It was even more prevalent to women susceptible to ‘periods’. The ovulation phase during ‘periods’ causes their hormones to ‘spike’, making them bolder and… hornier.
Aside from that, Herta was also familiar with ‘romance’ in terms of psychology. The current society shaped from The Blue’s collective preferences push a man to be more ‘dominant’ in exclusive romantic affairs—that is, during sex.
Seeing Sirius act the exact opposite scratched an itch inside her chest. She could not help but push him more.
And so she did.
Herta reconnected with his lips, but this time, her left hand pressed on his stomach. Sirius’ ‘lucky break’ could not take him for long as he gradually lost ground. At the same time, her left hand continued to ‘tease’ him by crawling back and forth on his abdomen. He could not help but hug her waist tighter.
His pulse beat so strong his ears could hear it. The veins on his head throbbed, reflecting his current half-dazed, half-flustered state.
Before long, Herta’s ‘teasing’ turned into resolute interest. Her left hand crawled directly on top of his twitching thing, lightly grasping it. That one touch made Sirius breath sharply, interrupting their kiss.
In a daze, he looked around. There wasn’t a single person nor robot present in this huge main bridge. Yet he could not help but think of the future. It would be a place filled with countless scholars. The thought of making out with Herta in such a public place did not feel right to him. He preferred it to be more ‘private’, to be somewhere only they know.
Seeing his enthusiasm drop, Herta wasn’t one to let go. She immediately understood the crux of the problem, and under his startled eyes, they appeared straight inside Sirius’ bedroom. She thoughtfully brought him to the entrance. It took a second for him to process things.
‘She really wants to do it.’
Sirius’ mind, which had just broken out of its daze, was quickly dragged back to it. All he could think of now was Herta’s ‘liking’ of him—the ‘love’ she spoke of. There were no words of ‘I love you’ between them, yet he could feel that sweetness in his tongue.
This time, it was his turn to take the lead. While holding her waist, he walked backwards to the room’s entrance. She followed his footsteps, her heeled leather boots making soft, stepping sounds.
Wooosh-!
Nobody took off their footwear. The thick white carpet wasn’t dirtied, all thanks to the station’s cleanliness. Sirius could not pay attention to it; all of it was directed towards the aggressive kisses Herta gave while moving. Before he realized it, he was already pushed atop the bed. The brief sensation of weightlessness turned his head blank.
“Look at it. You couldn’t stop twitching.”
Herta did not press down on him, instead seating at the bed. Her bare back faced Sirius’ sight, which only made his “reaction” worse. She looked at it for some time confirming his reaction grew stronger, before turning back at him.
The sheer embarrassment of having his thoughts seen through was something Sirius would never forget.
“You haven’t really masturbated?”
The question from three years ago popped up at this exact moment. Herta wasn’t so tasteless and perverted to monitor him twenty-four hours a day. To the things she did not know, she left it all for later, bearing much similarity to light snacks.
Now that she had said it upfront, Sirius’ face froze. He held back from stuttering, embarrassment filling the depths of his soul, as he answered:
“I have not done it… not even a single time.”
Sirius’ mind was clear. He used that ‘lustful’ urge as a form of mental training. That was how he developed his high degree of discipline, something he didn’t have in his past life. It gave him one drawback, however. Sirius became more sensitive to sexual stimulation, more so when the woman he loved was the one doing it.
Herta did not say anything. She got out of her sitting position, putting him underneath her arms. The strands of long, ash-brown hair fell to his face. Her huge brimmed hat remained in place. Her deep purple eyes reflected Sirius’ face, her fixation more than evident.
“Let’s proceed to it. The next phase of our experiments.”
Sirius could not do anything but nod. She did not speak any further as she pushed herself back up. She shifted her position, sitting on Sirius’ knees. His feet remained on the carpeted ground.
He watched Herta think momentarily before sitting back to the edge of the bed. She went back to her prior position, with her back facing him. Her fingers swiftly headed towards his zipper, which was opened in a second. A noticeable bulge arose from its opening. A simple tug of Herta’s finger was all it took to bring out the girthy rod hidden within. A sliver of shiny transparent liquid came from its tip, resulting from the repeated stimulations it received in the past five minutes.
It briefly touched the zipper’s cold metal, making Sirius wince. What made him wince more, however, was Herta’s touch. She curiously inspected it like a real test subject. She gave it several gentle squeezes, which prompted it to twitch harder.
“Exposed glans, circumcision. Length is five and a half inches, and its girth…” She paused for a moment before letting out a nod. “There are no visible defects. Mn, it falls to the most optimal range.”
Just then, Sirius felt a vivid sensation rapidly crawling to his glans. He did not have any time to speak when his dick erupted with viscous, white fluid. The first batch made a streak mid-air, falling like a curved projectile. The three consecutive batches after that reached lower heights, up until it only spilled from his glans.
With every twitch, it released more cum. Her right hand was soaked by it, and bits of the sticky fluid flew towards her hat’s bottom brim. In contrast to her hitched breathing, Sirius’ turned heavy. His face was utterly flushed, his dazed eyes looking at her. He forgot the words on his mouth as he felt nothing but unprecedented comfort and pleasure.
‘God…’
He could swear it felt nothing like in his past life!
It only took several strokes and Herta’s ‘serious’ inspection for him to climax. His sensitivity to this life far exceeded that of his past. Sirius refrained from masturbation to train his discipline. It hadn’t affected his daily life, but when it came down to sexual activities, he found himself in a pinch.
Fortunately, his constitution could not be compared to his past life. As if he had never climaxed, his shaft grew harder. At the sight of Herta’s back, and her hand holding his dick, he became erect.
‘I never expected to feel this… uneasy.’
That was the only word he could use to describe his feelings. One climax did not diminish his enthusiasm, but rather, increased it. He was stuck with this ‘feeling’, unable to act it out. A momentary clarity soon came to his mind, the so-called post-nut clarity.
Its existence made him realize something.
‘Something is wrong.’
Compared to Herta, he cared more about boundaries. He wouldn’t do anything unless she said so. That was how it had been since the beginning. It was this attitude that allowed him to learn about Herta without making her uncomfortable.
Now, that attitude would not work.
‘It’s not romantic at all… this entire thing!’
His post-nut clarity came to play. That unease receded somewhat as the awkward air between them continued. Herta stopped speaking right after he bust his nut. Perhaps it could be credited to speechlessness, but he was more inclined to believe it was Herta being… rattled.
The awkwardness between the two was reasonable. They were both new to this kind of thing. Navigating through this ‘first time’ was something they were bound to do. It all depends on either or both parties to process it.
Clearly, Herta did not do as well as he had thought.
“I’ll wash my hands. I didn’t expect you to be this enthusiastic.”
She had only taken a few steps when Sirius stood up. He caught up to her and wrapped his arms around her stomach. Her shoulders made a visible jolt. Only when Sirius looked down on her face did he see her reddened cheeks. No matter how she played it off, she could not conceal her bashfulness!
“Can I… take my turn now?”
A hint of hesitation could be heard from his voice, yet he still chose to speak it out. Surprisingly, Herta gave him a nod before facing away. She allowed him to keep his embrace. Her consent rid most of Sirius’ hesitation. He first bent his back slightly, digging into her neck. The shadow cast by her brimmed hat covered the two of them.
The first thing he noted was her smell. The lavender was a soft, somewhat milky scent, paired with a noticeable floral scent.
‘Is it her body wash? I can’t imagine someone smelling this good…’
Sirius could not help but kiss her smooth skin. As he did so, he felt the faint tremors of her body, followed by its suppleness. He wasn’t satisfied with doing it once, so he did it twice, and then thrice.
It wasn’t long before he lost count of it. When he looked at Herta’s face, he saw her staring right at him. The trace of red on her face deepened, with her breathing turning heavy.
“Continue.”
That same authoritative voice, now used at this exact instance, struck Sirius with a different feeling.
‘What face would she be making… once we continue?’
That thought was more potent than the Anti-Organic Equation. It spread through his mind, becoming its driving force.
‘I… I will find it out.’
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A/N: Initially, I planned for their lemons to be in this chapter, but when I factored their ‘first time’, Sirius’ personality, and their inexperience, I felt it was better to directly address it before going to the steamy action.
As for Herta being a Genius of it, I considered it too. Although, I ended up applying that ‘Genius’ to another aspect. Sirius was different, after all. He was the only one who got this close to her. Her emotional regulation towards him is different compared to others. Theory and practical application was different, too, not to mention both of them are still in their twenty’s. I suppose everyone has to wait until the next chapter for its result, haha.