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A/N: I'll fill in the events leading up to this story in TMOJAC, but I wanted to get this posted by Christmas. Also, Cameron's responses are not pre-programmed.

December 25, 2007 08:00 PST
Los Angeles, California

John Connor awoke to the sight of Cameron standing over him, dressed in a rather skimpy outfit he could only describe as 'Cameron Claus.' Her top covered her handful breasts, but pushed them together for plenty of cleavage, while her miniskirt hugged her curves in all the right ways to make even the most promiscuous schoolgirls blush and think that they weren't trying hard enough to look sexy. She wasn't wearing a Santa hat, but she felt that it was unnecessary. He noticed a neat pile of her regular clothes on the computer table. All in all, John was instantly wide awake and, mere seconds later, harder than a rock.

Cameron saw him sit up and noticed the subtle cues that told her he was examining her in a very loving and extremely sexual manner. She smirked as she thought, 'He'll like this better than the gun I acquired for him, and maybe we can forget about his birthday.'

Cameron was going to go out to get John a birthday cake at Sarah's request. She walked over to the stolen Jeep that they kept near the safe house they had 'liberated' from a Terminator and got in. She put the key in the ignition, but as she turned the key something caught her attention. Two men, both dressed in black, were walking down the street. She identified one of them as the Armenian mobster that they knew had had the Turk – Margos Sarkissian. The key was turned to the start position, then the Jeep exploded around her.

John saw the smirk on her face, got up, embraced her in only his underwear and whispered, "Merry Christmas, Cameron."

She felt his member through his boxers pressed up against her leg and wanted to take John right then and there. Instead, she kissed him and replied, "Merry Christmas to you too, John."

"How's mom?"

"Still unconscious. She drank a fifth of a gallon of Absolut vodka last night. I've already put a sign on the door and locked it."

He looked deeply into her endless mocha eyes, knowing that, aside from the odd car bomb and resulting SkyNet sleeper virus taking control of her endoskeleton and sadistically forcing her to watch, she wouldn't try to hurt him. Ever. "I love you, Cam."

She knew that he meant those little words, and that was everything to her. "I love you too, John. Do you like my outfit?"

He let his eyes wander over her, then he broke into a lecherous grin as he asked, "I do. Where'd you get that idea?"

"I saw it on various websites. I don't sleep."

He knew what she was getting at, and he made no attempt to resist whatsoever. He asked her, "So, is there anything you want this Christmas morning?"

She hooked her thumbs on the waistband of his boxers as she seductively answered, "Want you."

She slowly pulled his boxers off while he undid her bra. His underwear fell to the floor and he kicked it aside as she raised her arms so he could take her top off completely. Once that was gone, he found the zipper in the front of her miniskirt and unzipped it. He removed that to find that she wasn't wearing anything under it.

Now he saw her, fully nude, in circumstances not involving time travel or removing bullets from her. He noted the shortage of hair down there, and he had thought that he was hard when he woke up, but seeing a disrobed, happy Cameron made him feel like a Juggernaut.

She noted the increases in his pulse, testosterone production, and the redirection of blood to his penis and quipped, "That's where your blood is supposed to go."

He knew that she was referring to what happened on his birthday, but didn't let that stop him as he gently squeezed her breasts, surprised at how soft they were. He'd gotten a couple of quick feels in on one of those girls from his past whose name he had long since forgotten, and vacantly remembered how hers felt. He idly wondered how SkyNet managed to replicate the feel of real breasts, and not silicone implants, as he lowered his head to lick her luscious bosom and suck on her nipples.

Her sensory system was sending more raw data than usual to her CPU, and she couldn't help but let out a small moan as he suckled her. That prompted him to trace slow, sensual paths down her incredibly gorgeous body, which resulted in Cameron gasping in pleasure. She gently pulled John up and said, "I saw something on the Internet that I've wanted to try out. Lay down on the bed."

He complied, then she climbed atop him and turned herself so that she could orally pleasure him while he stimulated her. She took his organ in her mouth and all conscious thought left John, especially given that it was the first time anyone had done that. Some distant corner of his mind realized that she wanted to try out the '69' so he licked at her, causing her to gasp around him, sending vibrations into him.

'Yup, she likes it.' He grabbed her tight ass and licked her even more, then stuck his tongue inside her. She moaned and started to suck on him a little faster. Given her nature, he knew he shouldn't have been surprised when she took it all in her mouth and felt the tip slide down her throat, but he let out a grunt while he kept eating her out, wanting her to feel it as much as he would.

She pulled up and started panting as he kept pleasuring her, idly remembering to tug on him. Technically it was unnecessary, as she didn't need to breathe, but she couldn't help it. Her hands felt like silkened fire to him as she worked them on his staff. He wondered just how turned on she was, and stuck a finger in her love channel. She was hot, slick, and tight around it, and he grunted in anticipation of what was to come.

She gasped louder that time, her sensory system not too far from overloading as she had her first orgasm. 'No wonder the mothers liked him in bed in the future.' She lifted herself off of him, only to turn around and throw the covers over both of them. She knelt over him, kissed him, then whispered, "John, please, I need you!"

'Boy, what are you waiting for? A written invitation?' He pulled her down, grabbed his organ and rubbed it against her folds, trying unsuccessfully to get inside her and wondering how the bloody Hell anybody managed to do it. She guided him and he finally felt her give as she sat on him, taking his entire length inside her. Both sets of eyes widened as they felt how perfectly they fit together.

It took several awkward tries before they found a comfortable rhythm, then she flattened herself on him while she rode him. Cameron had detailed files on sexuality, while John had something that served him better than detailed files ever would: Male instinct. He kissed her and started playing with her breasts simultaneously while they made love to one another, never more sure of how they felt. It wasn't long before she started screaming into his mouth while her walls convulsed around his girth, gripping him even tighter while he moved his hands from her mounds to her hips. Their kiss broke and he was panting for air while she screamed how much she loved him and called out his name.

John started thrusting up into her while she moved, and went to suckle her while their pleasure built with every stroke. He could feel himself getting closer, so he slowed down somewhat, not wanting it to end. Cameron wasn't having any of that, though, and pushed him back down while she sped up a little, determined to please him. Her sensors told her that he wasn't far from his own climax, so she kissed him and rode him harder.

His breaths became shorter with each thrust as their pleasure was nearing its crescendo, and he felt the pressure building in him. He pulled her closer to him and he could no longer hold back. They called each other's names as her eyes glowed azure blue and she tightened around him, and he felt blind to all else as he exploded, filling her with his seed again and again.

As they came back to Earth, John whispered, "I love you, Cameron! That was incredible!"

Cameron climbed off and snuggled up next to him as she replied, "I love you too, John. That was so intense my higher level thought processes crashed."

He was playing with her hair and feeling her up as he asked, "Are they back now?"

She moaned as he touched her down there, then answered, "No, and if I did reboot them, the next time we made love they would crash again." She asked, "Is there anything else you would like to do this morning?"

He kept feeling her up and moved his other hand to play with her breasts, then quipped, "Who said I felt like I was done here?"

She idly stroked his shaft as she said, "I was expecting that. In the future, you told me that you 'leaked testosterone out of your pores' as a teenager."

Thanks to her ministrations, he was hard again in less than a minute. "Sure feels like it. Now that I have a drop-dead beautiful woman whom I love dearly, and she can keep up with me..."

Cameron smiled and replied, "Good answer." Then she slid him into her mouth again, and he put his hands on her head, purely on instinct. He knew that she was far stronger than he, but she wouldn't hurt him. She loved him too much to willingly harm him.

She worked on him for a couple minutes, then he lifted her off him and asked, "Are you ready yet?"

She crawled up to meet his eyes, kissed him and whispered, "I've been ready."

He stood up next to the bed and motioned for her to do the same, then he felt up her butt as he pulled her to him and kissed her yet again. While their faces were less than an inch apart, he said to her, "Turn around, baby."

She wanted him to take control this time, so she did, and now her cheeks were grinding against his manhood. He reached around to cup her breasts, taking the moment to savor them, then he put one hand on her belly while the other one was put between her shoulder blades. She relinquished control of her motor functions from her hips upwards and let him bend her over the bed. She put her right knee on the mattress to allow him easier access to her, shuddering with anticipation.

John saw her bent over, and something in him, primitive and distinctly male, snapped. He rubbed his member against her lips, teasing her and making her whimper, then he slid into her. She felt even tighter around him as he grabbed her hips and started thrusting hard. She felt his testes hitting her clitoris and knew that this time would be better, now that he was confident he could perform.

He felt her walls gripping him already, and she grabbed fistfuls of the bed linen, loving every moment, every thrust, every orgasm he gave her. She was so wet that he unwittingly slipped out of her, which caused her to turn her head and she whimpered, "Please, don't stop!"

He put his penis back into her and started to pound her, knowing that most women wouldn't be able to withstand the force he put into each stroke. Needless to say, Cameron wasn't most women, and she relished the pleasure they gave each other. John grunted and moaned as he thrusted, and she cried out in ecstasy every time. He felt himself getting ready to lose it again, and this time he didn't even slow down.

She was still convulsing around him when he called her name again and emptied his juices into her more powerfully than the last time. He pulled himself out of her and she stood up to face him. She grabbed the back of his head, kissed him and said, "I love you, John."

He stared into those bottomless chocolate pools otherwise known as her eyes and saw her devotion to him. He replied, "I love you too, Cam."

A thought leaped unbidden into her CPU, and she felt the need to voice it. "I discovered something new about myself just now."

He was curious, wondering what she found. "What's that?"

She whispered into his ear, "I like it when you take control in bed, John."

Some distant corner of John's mind knew that she was probably conditioning him to take charge in the future if they failed to prevent Judgment Day, but he didn't care at that moment. "Cameron, I don't think I'd be much of a lover if you didn't get yours, you know."

"I know, but I also know that you'll be good for me." She got down on her knees and seductively licked his member, then she asked, "What else would you like me to do for you, John?"

He replied, "Cameron, I'd like nothing more than to stay in here and make love to you all day, but I have to eat sometime!"

She stood up and asked him, "Will we do more of this later?"

He grinned and answered, "Hell yes we will!"