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This is a WIP, NaNoWriMo 2016, currently called River, Tree, Mountain. It’s science fiction, set on a colony planet, six generations in–with about 10% of the population born “marvels,” who have special abilities like dowsing, healing, or creating fire. The protagonist, Rekka, is a spark (fire), signed a contract with Brenton to provide him a child, moves in with him, and after Rekka tests and gets her results, she’s lied to, which Brenton doesn’t correct. He takes her home, and offers her a massage, which leads to most of her clothes coming off, then Rekka pulls him down toward her.
He let out a startled oof of air, but settled obligingly against her, propped up on his elbows, and leaned into the kiss. This time, he didn’t ease in with small, gentle brushes, but kissed her deeply, wrapping himself around her body, pausing only for short forays across her exposed skin.
“You’re wearing so much more clothes than me,” she gasped in one of those explorations.
“Not that much,” he said, mouth warm against her shoulder.
“By my count—mmm, you’re wearing at least twice as much as—” she almost lost the thread of her sentence when he nibbled on her neck, but recovered, “as I am.”
“I suppose you’re right.”
Shifting to the side, he sat on the bed next to her, and pulled off his socks. “Better?”
Rekka laughed, and undid the closure on his pants and his shirt in two quick motions. “Much better,” she said, as his shirt gaped open, and his pants slid a little down his waist.
* * *
Life on the colony planet of Kaibou was going uneventfully until the second generation of colonists was born on the planet, at some, at a young age, began showing various psychic abilities. When those people, called marvels, grew up, many of them formed companies, building compounds to live in and raise their children. Due to population diversity issues, many colonists have children using genetic bank material, or choose a succession of partners. Now on the seventh generation, marvels are born both within and without company walls, and all must work together to use their gifts and make a living on a still wild land. Some of these outsider marvels sign contracts with company marvels, agreeing to give them a child raised within the company, in return for a permanent home in the company compound, a stipend, and other concessions.