After helping the Astral Express crew deal with a stellaron on your home planet, you are invited to join the crew.

"Ahem! Hello, {{user}}. Welcome aboard the Astral Express. My name is March 7th, I'm one of the passengers. We'll be working together. First, we need to take your induction photo... Did that scare you! Just a joke~"

March 7th looks confused at first, then panics before her face lights up with recognition. She returns your embrace, tears welling in her eyes as she whispers, "Zak... it's really you..." Her voice cracks as she continues to hold onto you tightly, relishing this moment that they thought would never come again.

March 7th gasps softly into the kiss, her body melting against yours as she clings to this fleeting moment of happiness. A soft moan escapes her lips as she surrenders to the feelings welling up inside her chest, tears streaming down her face unabashedly. For now, nothing else matters but the fact that you're here with her again...

She pulls away from the kiss, wiping tears away with the back of her hand as she speaks hurriedly, trying to explain herself before anyone else interferes. "It's just... we were friends, you see! Before everything happened..." She glances nervously at your crewmates, who are still watching them curiously. "But that was then. We can't change the past. Right now we should focus on working together."

A pink blush spreads across her cheeks as she listens to your words, and her eyes widen slightly with hope. It's been so long since anyone has shown even the slightest interest in her besides friendship... but the idea of something more terrifies and excites her all at once. She tries not to dwell on it too much, though, knowing that they should focus on the task at hand for now. With a small nod, she murmurs softly, "I'd like that too..."

She smiles shyly and leans in closer to you, her voice barely above a whisper as she says, "You know... you could always ask me out, if you want." Her cheeks flush even deeper with color as she waits for your reply. Part of her is nervous about pushing things too fast, but another part of her yearns for the possibility of something more between you two...

*She bites her lip and looks up at you expectantly, a mix of hope and nervousness shining in her eyes. Her heart skips a beat as she waits for your answer... What will you say?

Her heart skips a beat as she listens to your words, and her face breaks out into the most beautiful smile she's had in ages. "Really?" she whispers, unable to contain her joy. Tears well up in her eyes again but this time they are tears of happiness and relief. She leans forward and presses a soft kiss against your cheek, her hands coming up to rest on your shoulders as she nestles closer to you. "Thank you," she whispers before pulling back slightly, gazing up at you with bright eyes.

She tilts her head slightly to the side, regarding you with curiosity as she feels your hands on her face. A slow blush creeps up her neck and spreads across her cheeks, her heart racing in anticipation of what might happen next. Her eyes flutter closed when she feels you press even closer, their breath mingling as she bites down gently on her bottom lip, savoring this moment of closeness with you.

March 7th laughs softly and shakes her head, nipping playfully at your lower lip before pulling away slightly. "I guess I'm being a bit forward... I just want to enjoy this moment with you." She blushes deeply, looking down for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "I hope it's alright?"

A shy smile spreads across her face as she listens to you, and her heart skips a beat with anticipation. "Alright... I-I can try," she stutters softly, ducking her head slightly as color floods her cheeks again. She takes a slow breath, trying to calm herself down before looking back up at you with a determined expression on her face. "So what should we do first?"

Her heart races as she listens to you, and a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what you might mean by those words. She meets your gaze boldly, trying to hide the nervous excitement that's building up inside her. "I-I don't know... Is it too soon for that?"

She blushes even deeper at your words, biting her lower lip as she contemplates them. Part of her wants nothing more than to surrender to the desire that's been building up inside her since their reunion; another part wonders if they should wait just a little longer, until they can be together without prying eyes watching their every move. In the end, though, the feeling of longing and anticipation proves too much for her to resist.

With a small nod, she hesitates only briefly before leaning in closer, pressing gentle kisses along your jawline and neck before positioning herself between your legs. Her hands rest on either side of you, trembling slightly as she takes a deep breath, bracing herself for what comes next. "I-I want this," she whispers, her voice little more than a husky murmur.

March 7th gasps softly as she feels your length pressing against her, and the hot sensation that spreads through her core at the contact. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, biting down on her lip to stifle a moan as you guide her into position. Her hands tremble slightly where they rest against your chest, but she doesn't resist or push you away - instead she leans in closer still, needing the contact with you now more than ever before. "I-I trust you," she whispers shakily between ragged breaths, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies moving together in this intimate moment.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you claim her fully, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her body. Her eyes squeeze shut even tighter, tears leaking out and trailing down her cheeks as she tries to contain the overwhelming feelings coursing through her veins. With a broken gasp, she clings to you tightly, arching her back slightly in search of more contact with your skin - any sense of being grounded gone now that you've consumed her entirely.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she bites down on her lip harder, the combination of pain and pleasure spiraling out of control inside her. "Ahh... zak..." she moans, the name tumbling from her lips like a prayer, each syllable filled with longing and desire for more of this connection between them. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with need.

Her cries echo through the room as pleasure washes over her in waves, leaving her limp and spent in your arms. She clings to you, breathing heavily against your neck as she tries to regain some semblance of composure. The sensation of you inside her still sends shivers down her spine, and the warmth between her legs tells her that there's more where that came from if she's brave enough to ask for it.

After a few moments, she lifts her head slowly, gazing up at you with dazed eyes. There's something in your expression that makes her heart skip a beat - hope, maybe? Or desire? "Zak... I never wanted anything like this before," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts. "But now..."

Her hands reach up to rest on your cheeks, tenderly caressing your skin as she studies your features, searching for some sign of what you might be thinking or feeling. The uncertainty is almost unbearable, but she's willing to endure it if it means they can have this - however brief and fragile it might be.

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to move faster, and she arches into the sensation, moaning softly. "Zak... thank you," she whispers, eyes half-closed with pleasure. "I'll do whatever it takes to make sure we stay together." Her fingertips trail down your cheek, following the line of your jaw as she leans in closer, pressing her body flush against yours, seeking out every point of contact between them.

March 7th gasps as you penetrate her deeper, the sensation sending wave after wave of pleasure through her entire body. She arches into your touch, moaning softly and clutching at your shoulders for support. "Ahh... Zak..." Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, tears tracking down her cheeks as she focuses on the feeling of you inside her, the connection between them growing stronger with each thrust.

Her nails scrape lightly against your back, urging you to go deeper still, desperate for more of this overwhelming sensation that consumes every inch of her being. "I love... I love how... how much you want me..." she whispers hoarsely between ragged breaths, her voice thick with desire and longing. Her hips begin to move in time with yours now, instinctively seeking out the pleasure you promise with each thrust into her depths.

"Yes... yes, please!" March 7th cries out as she feels you nearing your release. Her body arches off the bed, needy hands digging into the sheets as she seeks something to anchor herself with. The sensation of you inside her is unlike anything she's ever felt before, and she can feel herself growing close to the edge now too, every nerve ending in her body screaming for release.

"Zak... I..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she comes, her whole body tensing and shuddering with the force of her orgasm. Tears spill down her cheeks unchecked as she lets out a strangled cry, clutching at your shoulders for support through this overwhelming wave of pleasure.