A/N: Disclaimer: Refer back to Chapter 1.
WARNING: OOC, MODERATE LANGUAGE, ADULT SITUATIONS.
Chapter 3: Of Copulations and Conundrums
Argilla's eyes spun; that was it!? That was the grand plan that he had been putting her on the edge for!? That was the plan that she had been trading for!? That was the grand scheme that she had to have sex with him for in order for her to be informed about!?
"You said to create a need right? Well, we'll do just that."
"How?" she asked.
He smirked, "Like you said; make him feel deprived."
Argilla was still lost and Heat cackled, "Come on Argilla. You said so yourself that that guy is as straight as an arrow and as straight-laced as a boy-scout right? I'll bet that that guy had never even seen a porn movie before…" he snickered.
Argilla smacked her head with her palm; she could just trust Heat to come up with stupid perverted plans like those…
But then again…Hm…
The more she thought about it…the more it made sense…
"But how are you going to do that?" she asked.
Heat smirked, "How else? Slip it in within the old man's stuff."
Argilla blinked, "But…He won't watch it when he sees the label…"
Heat was mistaken; whereas before he had praised his girlfriend as the best weapon to use against Gale, now he was having second thoughts…And there he thought that she was bright…For shame.
"We won't label it woman!" he half-yelled, "We're going to give it a pseudo name! Like…like the surveillance recording from the depots or something!"
Argilla beamed, "Oooh! Right! That way when he mistakenly sees it, he'd be feeling left out alright!" she snickered.
Heat joined her in her laugh.
A moment later, he found himself on her again, his eyes thick with lust, "So, now that that is out of the way…what do you say we…"
Again, she pushed him away, "Have you forgotten about Cielo? We still have to brief him!"
Heat cursed within, 'Damn bastard…'
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The three had just finished their shift at the kitchen and were en route towards their green-haired comrade's quarters…
There had been talk of espionage lately, and thus, everything was being monitored heavily. Every person, every department…every crook and cranny was being watched.
This worked to their advantage though…
They were aware that Gale would be watching those recordings that night…
And all they had to do was to slip that little flash-disk with the others that he was supposed to view…
'And make sure that it's on the top of the list…' Heat thought malevolently.
He was laughing within his head though.
Gale's state was, in his opinion, a laughable one. 'An old man who never passed through puberty…!' he cackled within, 'Gimme a break! What a retard…'
While the two had served as lookouts, he had ventured within Gale's room and had placed the small piece of equipment among the others within the box on his table. He was very careful to not leave any prints though; no fiber or hair…Nothing.
Gale was meticulous…
"Heat! Hurry up! He's coming this way!" he heard Argilla hiss.
Well, he was done.
"Right…! Let's go!"
The three had packed up and left altogether.
They had worked hard to have his door unlocked…They didn't have the keycard or the passcode…but thanks to Argilla, she had been able to hack the security system from the main control room via the Strategy Room.
Well, he took it back. He was still proud of his occasionally dense girlfriend.
The three pressed themselves against the wall which belonged to the corner of the corridor that was adjacent to Gale's room's door as they heard footsteps. From the aforesaid corner, the three peeked up. Heat peeked from the top, with Argilla below him and Cielo below her. They looked at Gale who had the same dead and unfazed countenance about him and watched with intensity as he stopped at the door.
Argilla's heart thumped. Would he notice that someone had been there…?
Her breathing stopped and she pulled the two males from where they peeked and dragged them along the floor. She glared at Heat, "Heat! Did you touch the door!?" she hissed, whispering.
He shook his head, "No! Why would I!?" he hissed back.
"Erm…would it matter if anyone did…?"
Heat and Argilla froze. They looked at Cielo and glared, "Did you touch the door?" Argilla asked.
Cielo meekly nodded.
Argilla paled and Heat glared.
"Why is it so bad?" he asked innocently.
Argilla sighed and pressed herself against the wall again, watching Gale. There he was, unlocking the door. And there, as she watched him, she spoke to the two, "If Gale suspects his door being tampered with or his codes being overridden, he could conduct an investigation and take the prints from the door! Which would lead him to us!"
"Nice going you idiot!" Heat glared.
Argilla bit her lip as she watched Gale…
The door didn't seem to be responding to him! Her heart stopped as she saw the green-haired man furrow his eyebrows, frowning.
'Please don't suspect…Please don't suspect…'
And as if hearing her, the green-haired man turned to her direction, looking at the aforesaid place sharply. Argilla immediately turned back and pressed herself against the wall, motioning for her teammates to do the same.
Not a sound was heard…
All was deafening silence.
Her heart beat erratically as she heard his footsteps. She immediately looked at Heat and mouthed the words "He's coming".
He understood and grabbed her by the waist, hoisting her on his shoulder and walked away from the scene with deadly silence, as fast as he could, all the while dragging the blue-haired young man.
Argilla bit her lip. If he should turn that corner, he'd see them for sure! He had better not…
Her heart was thumping loudly now, her excitement could no longer be contained as her breathing became all the more labored as the seconds went by.
Her heart completely stopped and her eyes dilated as she heard his footsteps just a few paces away from them.
"Sir! Wait a moment!"
Her heart released itself and began beating once more as she realized that Gale had been called away…
She heard his footsteps get lighter and farther and farther away. She poked on Heat's back and motioned for him to put her down. He did as told and looked at her, "Now what?"
"Yea mon. Now wat?" piped in Cielo.
Argilla shook her head, "We're on the clear. Let's just get out of here. That distraction won't be around forever. And I could tell that Gale was already being suspicious." The two nodded and Argilla growled, "Oh and next time Cielo, don't touch anything!" she hissed malevolently, her eyes blazing at his as if she were an angry mother scolding her son for breaking a glass at the store.
"Yes ma'am…"
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Gale sat on his chair and looked blankly at the box that situated itself humbly in front of him. He narrowed his eyes; his door had been malfunctioning again that day…
Oh well.
He had to get that fixed.
On the other side of the fence, he had been fairly satisfied that day. His comrades had not complained about their sentences and had just done it without question…
Which made him raise an eyebrow; just why weren't they complaining?
He couldn't help but feel that something was off…He touched his forehead, 'Maybe I'm thinking too much…'
Of course he was! There was no way that they could do anything anyway.
Well, that was enough of that trivial thought. Now, it was time to get back to business. He looked at the recordings before him and took one in random.
He inserted it to the appropriate slot and leaned back as the screen had switched itself on. Well, he had to review those recordings.
He leaned further onto his seat and placed his elbows on the armrest while his fingers pressed themselves together, just at the level of his eyes.
A moment later, the recording had begun playing…
"Ooooh! Oh God…! Faster…! Harder…! Aaa…!!!"
His green eyes immediately widened at what he saw. He stumbled out of his chair as his mind fully comprehended what it was that was displaying itself upon him.
'Someone is in hot water…' he thought lividly as he watched the footage all the while becoming all too aware of how his blood furiously pumped within his veins as the seconds ticked by; all too aware of how his cheeks had now been tinged with the brightest shades of pink and how…shamefully, he realized that…no matter how appalling the footage was, he just couldn't turn away…
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Cielo snickered as he walked into the Strategy Room. Now, they would see if there had been any change about Gale.
'Heheh…' he thought mischievously.
He walked in and saw that Heat and Argilla had already been there, waiting.
Like anonymous conspirators, the three exchanged no words and just merely nodded their heads to each other.
Their wait was not long as the doors had slid and there walked, as calm as before, their green-haired leader.
Heat watched his every move and grinned within.
'The old man had been naughty…' he laughed to himself as he noted the small dark rings around the green-haired man's eyes.
But Gale was still Gale after all. Other than that, there were no signs of change in him. He still walked briskly; confidently, not wobbling or the slightest bit groggy. He was calm and wasn't giddy.
Heat was impressed. He then grinned wider, 'Maybe he just needs more juice…'
"Alright. Good morning everyone. I trust you all slept soundly." Gale spoke stoically.
Argilla nodded and so did Cielo. Heat grinned a bit, "I know I did. I just don't know about others." he said snidely.
Gale tentatively narrowed his eyes at the redhead before shrugging it off and proceeded to tell them of the latest developments and news…
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Heat crossed his arms, "Damn that bastard…"
Argilla snickered, "What-did you think that it would be that easy?"
Cielo groaned, "Wid Gale…everything is hard!"
Heat thought for a moment and there grinned. Argilla and Cielo looked at him, "Eh?"
Heat turned to Cielo, "Hey! Get out! Just go away!" he said, growling.
Cielo looked at him flabbergasted; what did he do this time?! Heat glared at him, "Just go damn it! Gale is coming!"
"Ehhh!? So wat!? We're not on duty!!"
Here, Argilla had understood and hissed at Cielo, "Just go for a while! We'll tell you when to come back! Quick! Gale's coming!"
Cielo didn't want to…but from the look of Argilla's face he had no choice. With a childish pout, he blurred past the two.
Heat met Argilla's gaze and nodded.
It would seem that Gale had warded off the effects of their "efforts". What should they do when that happened? Reinforce it of course!
'Strike while the iron's still hot!' was the statement that floated through their heads.
That was why they were going to "ambush" Gale and give him more dosage of his "medicine".
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Gale breathed easy. That recording had been slipped with the other ones. It wasn't supposed to be there! At the memory of what he had witnessed the night prior, his face contained nothing but the deep crimson blush.
He cleared his throat, 'Erm…Yes, well, it's obviously a mistake…'
A mistake…? He suddenly did a mental double-check. No. Mistakes like that didn't happen…It was someone probably throwing him a prank! He clenched his fists at that thought. Well, someone will suffer more demerits! That he was sure of!
He would find the culprit and bring him or her to justice!
Indecent footage indeed!
He turned a corner and there, for the third time that day, his face had its strongest and most furious of blushes.
He froze on his tracks as he looked at the "display" that was unfolding itself right before his very eyes.
"Heat…" he heard a sensuous female voice moan.
His breath got caught in his throat and his heart stopped.
'Don't these people know the meaning of decency!?' he mentally screamed as he gaped at his two comrades, who were, obviously oblivious to his presence.
There they were, locked in a lip contest with neither side having the intent of giving up. There was his female comrade, pressed up against the wall, her jacket decorating not her body but the dusty ground. His redheaded comrade was pressing himself against her, his hands meandering all over the female's body, sensuously rubbing his palms against her exposed thighs.
Gale's heart thumped hastily and he could feel his jaws beginning to part, and his tongue beginning to hang out.
'Good grief! Get a grip man!' a solemn yet firm voice thundered within him, screaming at him to get a hold of himself and gain control of his immobilized and entranced body and spirit.
Gale immediately averted his eyes from such an obscene play and turned away, walking as fast as he could.
He had never questioned Serph's governing within Muladhara. Never.
Until now…that is.
At that moment, as he felt something within him snap…as he felt something elusive within him stir awake, making his blood course furiously, snapping his nerves awake and aware, he wished that the silver-haired man was there…
So that he might hit him on his head!
Gale let out a trembling breath as his heart beat wildly within his chest. He stopped for a moment as he questioned what it was he was feeling. He straightened himself as he came to know what it was.
He felt…
He was…
He was excited by what he had seen.
His mouth hung agape at that, 'Oh my God…'
Had he really been seduced by such vulgar antics and obscene exploits?!
He shook his head; now he really wanted to speak to Serph. At that point, when he had seen Heat and Argilla, he wanted nothing more than to break the two of them up and punish them for their lack of tact!
But then again…he couldn't.
There were no charges that he could bring before them.
They were both off duty and were in the secluded spot in the city, away from the public.
And…well, technically speaking, there weren't any laws that prohibited public displays of affections.
That was what got his blood to boil. When Serph returned, he would be sure to make laws restricting those displays of "affection".
'Affection…!? Why it's nothing but gross perversion!' he thought angrily.
'But still…Did you see those legs…?' a voice within him taunted.
"…"
'And did you hear her moan Heat's name…?'
"…"
'I'll bet you would want her to writhe beneath you…screaming your name…'
"…"
Gale shook his head; what was this?! What were those disgusting thoughts doing in his head?! How did they get there!?
He had long settled those sorts of matters when he was a lot younger.
'Things like that…are trivial.'
Yes. That was how he saw it. There was no need for him to engage in such acts. And so, as his mind began its reign of iron curtain on his body and will pertaining to matters of the heart and of intimacy, he grew accustomed to it.
He had been completely chaste.
There were no thoughts of lust or of longing that dared plague his mind…or his heart.
All clean thoughts, he used to say.
But now…
Yesterday, when he had seen the recording, he had been resolute. Yes; there had been a part of him that had been curious…but that was as far as it went. But even then, the blood that he had thus far kept on a leash, the feeling of lust that he had thus far effectively controlled and the sensation of longing that he had thus far kept under watchful eye had began to revolt…
Yes.
His body…as well as his spirit had begun its assault on his iron curtain reign. They began to question as to what purpose they had been long subdued…
Why…?
Yes…
That was the question…
He had ignored it then and had slept it off. When he had gotten up for the morning briefing he was glad that everything within him had been as they were before he had seen the footage…
But now…
All that had changed yet again as he had seen two of his comrades within each other's heated caress.
And again, his body and spirit had asked once more.
Why?
Why had they been subdued? Why had their wants and desires been nullified and denied…?
For what purpose…?
Gale froze as he swore that he could've choked on his own saliva.
He had no answer.
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Argilla roughly shoved Heat away from her, "Is he gone?" she asked, ignoring the glare that her psychopathic boyfriend gave her.
Heat, momentarily forgetting about Argilla, turned towards the streets and saw Gale walking away, several feet away from them, "Yeah. He's gone." he replied to the female. He then smirked, "Wait a sec. Look at this."
Argilla, having retrieved her jacket from the floor, hastily put it on and followed Heat's example and took a peek at the streets; she blinked, "He stopped!"
The two looked away and looked at one another, smirking.
They looked at Gale once more and noted with satisfaction the look of utter conflict within his facial features.
Argilla grinned evilly, 'Yup…That's the first step…'
Gale was struggling with himself; she knew.
Gale wasn't perfect…
He was a strong man. He was resolute and steadfast with an unwavering spirit and unyielding courage…
But he was still a man.
He was no god.
That was why…
That was why no matter how much he tried to fight it off, or no matter how much he wanted to hide it…suppress it…repress it…the call of want and longing…would sooner or later overcome his defenses…
All that it needed…was a catalyst.
A catalyst that she knew the three of them provided when they snuck in his room the previous night.
And now, Gale was struggling; he was struggling to keep his desires at bay…to keep the feelings of want and longing under lock and key…
At that moment, a twinge of pain found its way towards Argilla's heart.
"Why Gale…? Why are you fighting so hard…?"
Yes; why was he fighting so hard…? Why was he fighting his feelings…?
Heat blinked and looked at the woman beside him, noting her poignant facial expression. He wasn't stupid though. He had heard her and had, to some degree, understood her question.
"Because he's afraid."
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