We’re falling for a lot of time. It’s harsh and painful and frightening, but after a while, I got used to it. I’m not exactly sure what happened back there, but from what I remember, it must have been rough. One moment I’m on the bridge under heavy fire from an unknown class 5 black juggernaut. Silver and Zan were behind me, warning me that we have to evacuate the ship.

Something has gotten into me since the night I talked with Dale. I don’t remember a thing afterward, and I’m not myself anymore. I want to prove to everyone that I can keep us alive, that I can survive. I fight for life, with teeth and nails until I feel a strong force sweeping me away. The last thing I remember is seeing Dark Jay’s purple irises.

He covers my body with his as we fall into nothingness. Dark Jay was asleep for five days straight after the cube incident, five days that it took us to travel to the blank spot. The blank spot is a codename signifying an actual blank spot on the intergalactic maps.

When the last war between the prior five great species ended, the Phadh set off a Nova Bomb to cement their status as the first and most powerful species of the galaxy. A Nova Bomb draws the exothermic power of a dying sun, a supernova, to charge a beam of light particles. When those particles change from their particle form to their wave form, the concentrated energy of the supernova spreads to every neighbor planet like a cosmic pool.

It’s more complicated than that, but Professor Virgil used the same metaphor to explain it to me back in the days when I was still a student. Since then, every spaceship that tried to chart and investigate that spot of the intergalactic map ended up disappearing or returning without finding a thing.

The Phadh won’t reveal more information about the weapon in fear that other species will try to copy it, but I’m sure that they know more things that they let us believe. Even so, plunging into empty space, it’s a certain and utter death.

Only that this isn’t what exactly happens to us.

We keep falling for some time. My guts feel like scrambled eggs, and I’m sure I would have thrown up if Jay wasn’t there for me. His rocky build and stable demeanor make me feel safe. If anything, I would love to die in his muscled arms. Not that I do want to die in general, but it would be better than dying alone back in that bridge.

I wait for the absolute freeze of space to kick in but it never comes. Jay squeezes me between his arms and then I start feeling uncomfortable. He’s squeezing me a bit too hard and soon I can’t even breathe. I feel the same pressure coming from inside my chest, at the place my lungs are. Every time I try to breathe in, I feel dizzy.

“Jay...Jay, what’s going on?” I say, but since we're still falling, my words come out of my mouth muffled.

“I’m not sure. Everything is dark,” he shouts out, trying to be heard over the whooshing sound of our free fall.

Dark? And we’re still falling? That must mean...we’re not in space anymore.

And just like that, I’m starting to push Jay away. Of course, he doesn’t let me.

“What’s wrong with you? Do you have a death wish?” I hear him saying, but he doesn’t understand. I have to see.

“Jay! Let me go,” I tell him.

“Are you crazy? What’s going on?”

There’s a theory among the science circles back at the Institute. The Nova Bomb might have been able to mask the existence of these dark planets into an electromagnetic sphere. The rumors said about advanced space manipulation creating a time-space folding so tight that when a spaceship tried to get inside that sphere, it ended up on the other side.

It’s highly hypothetical, but no one could believe that the Phadh could manipulate light particles to that extent before setting off the Nova Bomb, and their adamant stance over the information is evidence enough that they’re trying hard to hide something important about their creation.

So, I’m only trying to see the results of that creation with my own eyes and try and find a space ledge. Another hypothesis in space folding theory talks about invincible places in midair, especially amidst highly folded patches of space, that gravity is significantly weaker. Luckily, before Jay finally sets me free, we stumble upon one of those ledges that were supposed to be impossibly rare, and land on solid land unharmed.

“Oh, I get it now,” Jay bellows while lying on my side, “that’s what you wanted to do. To lead us into one of those gravity bubbles?”

Damn. That’s a better name. Gravity bubbles! I should have thought that.

“Yes. Exactly. And just so you know, we’re very lucky that we stumbled upon one of them because we would have ended up dead otherwise.”

“Honey, I’m not sure it’s luck. This place is full of those things,” Jay says at me and points me towards the dark sky.

A piece of the hull of our spaceship is floating in mid-air, heading straight for us in slow motion.

“Do you think it would be a good idea to--?” he says.

But suddenly the floating debris breaks away from the gravity bubble and the actual gravity of the planet draws it towards us fast.

“Move, Jay! Now!” I scream, and we run as fast as we can away from the falling spaceship.

We’re in the middle of an overgrown forest. Unearthed roots arch over our heads, and I almost stumble on something that looks like a spider’s web, only it’s made from wood. The research worth of everything we pass by is immense, but if we don’t survive, we won’t be able to share this with the rest of the world.

The land shakes when the piece finally falls. By then, we’re far away, safe from the impact. A gust of wind picks up from the blast, a wind that almost pushes me to the ground. Thankfully, Dark Jay is there, catching me before I land on my butt.

I giggle as he pushes me to my side and I end up looking straight into his eyes, that perfect shade of purple and magenta. He stares back at me and smiles. Dark Jay has a more mature smile than Jay, a grin that speaks volume of his intentions.

“We have to stop ending up like this, don’t you think?” he says in a whimsical tone.

I snort and lower my eyes. Holding me in his muscled hands, full of pumping veins, he makes me blush.

“I...I didn’t...I…”

Dark Jay leans in and kisses me. I kiss him back.

Now I can’t hold back my urges anymore. It’s like a scorching flame started burning inside and I want him, Dark Jay, to make love to me. Last time, everything with Jay was rushed, adventurous. This time, I want him to go slow. This time, I want him to have me in the middle of this dark, unknown forest.

I stretch my free hand behind his head and push him closer to me. His kiss now becomes deep, intimate. He’s breathing into me, savoring every moment that our mouths are united. I feel his nostrils opening up to release that warm wind that suddenly engulfs my whole body.

When he releases me, I see him smiling. “You’re hot, you know that?” he says to me.

I smile back to him, but I don’t talk. Words are not necessary anymore. Just actions. I fall on my knees and unbuckle his belt. He’s in his underwear now, and I’m topless. My hands fumble the inside of his boxer briefs, the thin fabric unable to hold back his throbbing bulge.

I hear him moan, but he stops me immediately.

“This isn’t right,” he says in the gravest expression I’ve seen him wear.

“What? What did I do wrong?”

“Nothing. It isn’t right for a lady to try so hard to please a man. Men are easy to please. A true man takes care of his woman first and then of himself,” he says and falls on his knees.

He helps me lie on a blanket of greenery. Then, he smoothly spreads my legs apart and leans in between them. When I sense his fiery tongue on my clitoris, I moan loudly. Without doing anything more than fulfilling my inner wishes, Dark Jay makes me lose control.

I moan and feel the tender side of my nipples harden. His hands travel all the way to my belly, caressing me, squeezing me, touching me. Then, he stops and gets above me, removing his boxer to reveal his erected dick.

Without losing another moment, he slips inside me, my wet and horny inside, where I feel him explore his way towards my vagina. His cock is as large as I remember. Every time he thrusts inside me, I moan a bit louder. He’s going slow but steady, kissing me all the way in and then moaning with me on his way out.

He starts thrusting deep inside me, making me feel his balls on my skin. I stretch my hands and grab his tight butt and push him even deeper, even though I know it’s not humanly possible. I close my eyes and feel the friction between our bodies get the best of me.

Soon, I sense that familiar warm feeling in my belly.

“Jay...I’m close,” I say to him.

This is the first time I notice he keeps his eyes closed as well. His face is a sweet mix of pleasure and fuck. Just plain, old, fuck. I want to kiss him but I can’t. That’s because watching him fuck me slow and deep gives birth to another feeling inside me.

He’s close as well. Now I’m the one that wants to see him cumming. I start moving my pelvis in and out sensually, practically fucking myself below him, until I hear him mumble something.

That’s my cue, my countdown to that warm explosion. I breathe in and then out, and I start moaning loud like I’m asking for help. I feel his warm cum inside me and stop. My body still trembles from the orgasm, but mostly because of that soft and vulnerable expression that Dark Jay gives to me after lying on my side.

Right at this moment, we’re alone in the middle of nowhere, and honestly, I couldn’t ask for anything more.