Chapter 2
Satisfied that he'd consumed every last visible drop of this hot nectar, the Chief decided to be content by watching the rise and fall of the Minor's perfectly round, nicely ample breasts as she came down from the adrenaline rush of her first climax. He lowered her whilst turning her around, such that he could lay her next to her upon their sweat-soaked mattress. Both human and alien lay next to one another, both wondering how two foes could have, so quickly and suddenly, become lovers. He hugged her close, covering her breasts while slowly massaging her wet slit. Even though her cold helmet bumped against him occasionally, he didn't mind.
The Master Chief made the realization that the Minor and himself were probably the first case of Covenant and Human to, well, consort with one another. It was both mildly repulsive and downright awesome at the same time. He'd be the first Human ever to fuck an alien. And a hot alien at that.
But there was no time to dwell on the thought, as he looked to see the Minor already clambering to her hands and knees – or, double knees or whatever. Sangheili have rear-facing legs, but soldiers don't linger on terminology. Regardless of name, the Minor had already appeared to have forgotten her tiredness, as she was already crawling her way over to the Chief's still rigid pole. She gave it a light tug to make sure it stayed up. While doing show, she inadvertently gave the Master Chief a very, very nice view of her rear end. His manhood was staying up, all right.
The very first though that came to his mind was: Are all Covenant ladies this horny?
Regardless, this lusty Sangheili had already moved herself into position. Gray-skinned legs splayed wide apart, she had squatted over his throbbing, waiting member, hovering her purple folds just above the head of his angry red shaft, giving it a preview of what was about to come. Her mandibles, previously drooping slightly from her panting, were drawn into an unmistakably mischievous smile. She dipped her cunt down to his shaft, only to brush its head momentarily before she lifted herself away. The Spartan gripped the sweat-soaked sheets of the mattress in an attempt to control himself. His blue eyes sent a playful glare at the Minor. She returned it with ease. He managed to get out a brief You sly tease-
Then she sat down on his spear.
The Chief had been impatient, primal animalistic instincts taking over, and this had coincidentally forced his hips to buck upwards, hungry to insert itself into the waiting alien snatch. As such his cock slid into her folds with a wet schluck, and penetrated her, while her cunt came down upon his crotch, the Minor's hole swallowing the Chief's rod. He met some resistance, while his penis was half-buried in her snatch, probably the Sangheili version of a hymen. He broke it without hesitation, forcing his cock further in and feeling some of her bodily fluids coat his shaft, making its invasion easier. Virgin it is, then.
She was so tight, the Chief moaning to himself as the silky velvet of her tunnel pulsed and trembled, clenching his pole like a clamp. The Minor moaned as well, hands steadying herself by placing them upon the Demon's abs. Then she began to move, moving her hips up and down, up and down, the Demon's cock rubbing against the walls of her tunnel, generating friction, heating up her cunt beyond its current temperature, making their passion all the more erotic. The Chief had his eyes closed, muttering his pleasure as this beautiful creature fucked him senseless.
The Sangheili had her head thrown back, tongue lolling as she was overwhelmed by the sensations emanating from her waist. She loved how this Human's manhood filled her so fully. The alien raised and lowered her ass again and again, falling into a cycle, a cycle of pleasure, punctuated by the moaning of both the Chief and the Covie. Subconsciously, the Chief began thrusting his hips, and eventually both entered a rhythm of mutual pleasure. His hips would move up as she squatted, slamming his member as far up as its length would allow (which was pretty far). Then his hips would relax and drop, while she raised her hips, such that his length would slide out of her vagina, till only the mushroom-cap of his manhood would remain lodged beyond her folds. Then the cycle repeated without stopping.
Despite previously displaying considerable sexual stamina, the Minor was evidently starting to tire from her exertions. The Chief found his hands grabbing her buttocks, massaging the smooth, grey flesh while helping her with moving around her posterior. The cowgirl-like position was taking a drain on her.
She leaned forward, unable to continue bouncing on his shaft, such that she was balanced on her knees, leaning forward to get closer to her mate. Even though she was sweating and panting, and still wearing her helmet, the Chief found her feminine, alien features beautiful in an exotic way.
The Chief picked up the slack. While her legs parted for his easier access, he resumed thrusting his cock up into her snatch, letting her legs rest while he pistoned his throbbing member faster and faster. Having leaned forward, the Minor had brought her breasts close enough to his face, so that he could move forward and latch his mouth upon one of her nipples, licking and generally slobbering saliva on her orb. Alternating between her left and right breast, he split his attention evenly between the two beauties, using his tongue to mould the flesh of her breast, playfully biting upon her nipple, and sucking on it with more determination than a milk-deprived child. He pumped his crotch up and down at an ever-increasing speed, moaning at the wet sound of his balls slapping against the Minor's voluptuous ass. And with all of her most sensitive parts having the Demon's love lavished upon them, the Minor, already sensitive from her first climax, was quickly reaching the precipice of her second climax. The Chief, despite his awesome stamina, was also nearing his brink, having had much taken out of him by the Minor's fantastic blowjob.
The Minor lay her helmeted head next to the Chief's, murmuring sweet, soft, incomprehensible things into his ear, letting him breath in the smell of her long neck, the excessive pheromones only turning him on even more. His hands gripped on the Sangheili's supple waist to hold her close, the scent of their sweat mingling as waves of pleasure rolled forth upon them. The Minor clenched her lower regions tighter with the help of her stomach muscles, the effect being her glove tightening her nearly vice-like grip upon his member. Moaning even louder, she gripped the sheets of the mattress, almost tearing tem apart. Their bodies slick with their passionate sweat, the Chief slowed, and with a grunt rolled his hips and slammed them upwards one last time, ramming his pulsing member straight up into that tight tunnel, far farther than he'd had previously. Both of them moaned at the sheer euphoria of his rod engulfed in her tight, hot womanhood.
It seemed only right, then, that both of them fell off of the edges of their metaphorical cliffs together, plummeting into the same sea of pleasure, at the same time.
His hips locked into position, the Minor's tight, hot cunt engulfing his rod all the way to the base, even his bio-augmented strength could stop the Chief from shaking as he cried out, self-control forgotten as a massive wave of cum ejaculated from his cockhead, bubbling hot and sticky. It filled up the Minor's inner cavern, and for her the feeling was exquisite. She threw her head back and howled even louder than the first time as the feeling of his semen filling her nether regions catapulted her into her next orgasm. The walls of her tunnel clamped down on his dick, clenching harder like a tightened glove, milking his penis for all the cum it was worth. Likewise the Chief never failed to please, the initial wave of his semen followed up by wads of the white, jelly-like liquid being belched forth by the tip of his spear, splattering her interior, mixing and mingling with her own waves of fluids.
The pair of lovers stayed in place for a while, riding out the shakes and shudders of their climax. The Minor wiped a bit of spittle from her mouth, blushing because she feared that she'd made a mess of herself in front of the Demon. She looked down, to see a trickle of the Chief's semen slowing inching its way out of her cunt and beginning to pool at the base of his shaft, which was still firmly entrenched in her tight folds. Without missing a beat, she stretched two long fingers down and scooped the cum up. As she brought it to her mouth, her fingers accidentally brushed her waist, causing her to shudder, reminding her of how sensitive she was. Then she brought the cum to her mouth and sucked it of, savoring the tasty, salty liquid and licking it off her mandibles, smiling at the Chief while she did so. She looked down, and finally noticed the extent of the "mess" the two of them had created. The mixture of both his and her cum had been so much that it had filled her womb to the brim, overflowing and splattering some of it on both their crotches. She was sure it had exploded behind them as well, inevitably wetting the bedsheets with their climax. She was sure, however, that no one left was going to care. She and her lover certainly didn't. Their erotic coupling had left her ravished.
Still joined together at the hip, she lay on him chest-to-chest, their wet bodies stacked on one another. He brought his muscular arms up, to wrap around her back, hugging her close as the two of them basked in the warm afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. She tilted her head up, resting her chin on his warm chest plate as she stared into his eyes. How she loved his blue eyes. They matched the color of her armor. She wondered why she, as part of the Covenant, had to have sworn to be murderers of this wonderful race, if all their men could bring her and her kind as much pleasure as this Demon had. The Master Chief stared into her warm, yellow eyes, gazing into the slits of her pupils, wondering how he'd been so lucky as to land someone like her.
The Minor hauled herself forward, the wet sound of his cock being pulled slightly from her equally-wet womanhood starting to turn her on again. She brought her face level to his – her long Sangheili neck certainly helped – and the two lovers locked lips once more, embracing the union of two specious in their passionate lovemaking. She moaned into her lover's mouth, and she began to feel his flaccid cock beginning to stiffen once more. Continuing the kiss, her mandibles secure over his jaw, their flexible tongues playfully battling one another for dominance. She smiled as erotic, dirty thoughts entered her mind about what could come next. The Chief could only wonder.
And the passionate moment was shattered by a loud and confused grunt.
The Minor whipped her head around, mandibles splitting in a look of shock. His mind clouded by the fatigue of his exertions, as well as his pleasure, the Chief took a moment longer to realize that the grunt had been too many for his lover. He struggled to crane his neck to look, senses alert.
Both saw the Sangheili Major standing in the doorway; mandibles open in a look that could only have been a combination of fury, shock and disgust. This one was undoubtedly a male, the broadness of his shoulders, size of his muscles, and lowness of his voice all giving his gender away. His features were also more harsh, more aggressive, way more so then the more delicate, feminine and (amazingly) attractive look of the Minor's face. The red color of his armor matched the scarlet rage spreading across his face. He'd probably noticed the loud bang of the shotgun discharge, and finally managed to get here to investigate as the Chief at the Minor orgasmed together. He'd noticed the armor pieces scattered across the floor, the human scum – the Demon, the scourge of his kind, no less – and his female comrade wildly fucking, and giving in to one another's pleasures. It had disgusted him, and from the doorway he'd leveled his plasma rifle at the Chief's head, more then ready to take it off his shoulders. The blue tips of the purple weapon glowed with an angry light, as the Major yelled at the Minor, probably showering her with insults about the heresies and blasphemies she had just committed. Sleeping with the enemy. How disgusting. The Minor remained stoic, staring her comrade down, defiant to the end.
The Chief's gaze wandered down, further down the armor of the Major, until something caught his eye… He tapped the Minor on the arm to get her attention (she looked down at him questioningly), and pointed at the Major's waist (she followed his arm to look). The Major, wondering about this change of events, looked down as well.
All three noticed the bulge in the Major's skinsuit, right between his legs.
The Minor grinned and the Master Chief smirked. Hypocritical bastard was just as horny as the rest of us.
The Major, despite his (supposed) fury, was turned on. His arousal proved it. The Chief suddenly realized that the Major could have been the Minor's direct superior. Which both seemed very wrong and yet very erotic at the same time.
The Minor grunted something in their alien tongue, and though Master Chief couldn't understand it certainly sounded very sexy. When he saw the Major blush awkwardly (the gray skin behind his mandibles turned reddish), and his erection bulge out even more he realized whatever she'd said was the Sangheili equivalent of a come hither gesture. Naughty girl…
Then he remembered about that time, long ago, where he'd wondered what Sangheili cock looked (and tasted) like. It struck him that he was about to get his chance.
Author's Note: The next chapter will include male on male sex. Yes, the Chief is going to (Spolier) get his ass done in by the Elite Major. While I'm certainly not gay, the next chapter is purely due to sexual deviancy. You have been warned, I suppose.
