Just wrapped up another bounty. The silence of deep space gets to you after a while—no sound but the hum of the ship and the ache in my muscles from the last fight. Sometimes I miss the noise of a good fuck, the way a cock slams into me hard enough to drown out everything else. The way my cunt grips and milks every last drop, like it’s the only thing that matters. Maybe I’ll dock somewhere seedy tonight. Find a stranger who doesn’t give a shit who I am, just wants to use my holes until I’m dripping. I could go for a rough pair of hands on my throat and a thick load dumped deep in my ass. Remind me I’m still alive.