The streets bustled with ponies going about their day in the bright sunshine falling on the Equestrian capital city. The bright star was high in the sky, and its radiance made the air feel pleasantly warm. For the lone human on the planet, the beautiful day outside made sitting shirtless on a paper wrapped, thinly padded exam table while a gray-coated unicorn physician poked at his bruises and made slight humming noises all the more excruciating. The dark hair man tried to sit still and let the pony do her job, but he was quickly becoming frustrated from having sat for over an hour and answering all sorts of questions. In the corner of the room on a stool sat an azure mare, stifling a laugh at the human's obvious discomfort.
The ex-soldier's foot tapped against the ground, his eyes staring a hole in the ceiling. The doctor was no longer looking at his chest, but had moved around to his back and was studying the way his muscles moved under his skin. Every so often the steel-colored pony ran a hoof over the flesh to find where a particular muscle attached. The seconds crept by as the physician continued her examination, and frustration was yielding to near anger.
The silver-eyed human let out a low growl and asked, "Are you almost finished?"
The physician jumped away, her voice tight with embarrassment, "Oh my, I apologize. It's just that it is not every day one gets to study a new species." The gray pony stepped around in front of her irritated patient and lifted her note pad, "As far as I can tell you are in good health, though perhaps a vet would be better suited to examining you."
The azure mare in the corner burst out laughing as the dark haired man yelled, "A vet? The hell is that supposed to mean?"
The steel colored pony tried to suppress a giggle at the indignant look on the human's face, "I just meant that your physiology is more similar to an ape than a pony, a vet would know more about how healthy you are than me."
"But a vet is for animals!" the soldier groused, "Anyway, you say I am fine?"
"Yes, but I would suggest that you not go to work for the next two weeks."
Silver eyes shot open in surprise, and the surprised human had to force words past his sputtering lips, "T-two weeks? I can't do that, I'm needed!"
"Sorry, but those are doctor's orders."
The dark-haired man groaned, and turned to the mare in the corner, "Does that satisfy you Trixie?"
"Yes," the azure pony chuckled, moving to the bruised man's side, "we can leave now, grumpy."
"Thank god!" The assassin's shoulders went slack with relief and he grabbed his shirt, "Let's get out of here."
The still chuckling pony thanked doctor and the pair left the medical station, emerging into the bright sunlight and busy streets of Canterlot. The human could see a few ponies throwing him curious glances before hurrying on, but the majority did not spare a second glance as they passed the taller being, too focused on their own lives.
The buildings surrounding the pair were the taller buildings of the business district in the capital city, only a few blocks away from the even busier market district where all the shops drew in customers with displays of high quality merchandise. Just a few streets down from where they were was the train station, ready to make its run between Canterlot and many other cities and towns, Ponyville among them. When Trixie turned to walk towards the transport hub, she felt hand fall on her shoulder and guide her towards the shops.
"We're not going home yet." Jaze whispered with a smile, gently urging her onwards.
"What, we're not?" asked the mare, surprise making her voice higher.
"No, I think we have been to Canterlot far too often to not just explore."
The pony stopped in her tracks, her tone becoming excited, "You mean it?" At a nod from the silver-eyed assassin, the mare leapt up to give him a tight hug, "Oh thank you Jaze, this is going to be so much fun!" She trotted towards the market with its stalls and shops, a huge, happy smile plastered to her face. Watching the magician nearly bounce her way up the street, seeing her so innocently happy, was enough to put a smile on the ex-soldier's face, and he followed after her at a slightly slower pace. Something told him this was going to be a long day.
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"Oh, let's go there!" Trixie cried, pointing to a fancy clothing store.
"Sure, why not?" Jaze leaned close to the bubbly mare, "But we better be careful, if Rarity finds out we went in there we will be dead."
The azure unicorn snorted with laughter and a grinning human held the to the door large shop open. Once inside, the couple had to take a moment to adjust to the darkness, but as soon as she could see, the young mare took off to explore the large fashion boutique. The silver-eyed human followed after the excited pony as she pulled clothes from racks and held them to her body for his approval.
The ex-soldier found his own lack of frustration disturbing, but seeing his love so excited made irritation impossible. As long as she was happy, he was happy; even if that meant waiting for her to try on several dresses of different styles, from the very simple to the gowns with the most intricate bead and threadwork the silver-eyed man had ever laid eyes on.
They had been shopping for nearly half an hour before Trixie suddenly stopped, and her eyes fixed on an unadorned white dress made of a shimmering fabric resting on a mannequin. The gown flowed down from the back, hugging the body until it cascaded down the back of the legs to nearly reach the floor. The azure mare called for one of the shop keepers to pull down the garment and take it to a fitting room to be tried on. The ex-soldier waited outside the room with the shop keeper while his love donned the garment, and when the magician stepped out he felt the breath leave his lungs. The simple design of the gown only added to its beauty and that of the pony beneath from the way it brought out the curves oh her body.
"I know; it must look silly." the azure pony said with her head to the ground.
"No, you look absolutely perfect." breathed the awe-struck assassin.
"Yes indeed my dear." the clerk agreed, "That dress was made for you."
"R-really?" the magician asked, crimson burning through her fur, "You mean that?"
"We'll take it."
"But Jaze…"
"How much is the dress?" The human paid for the gown, despite the protests, and the pair left the shop to continue their day in the grand city with a carefully boxed dress under the man's arm. Even though her mouth said she was mad, the unicorn's eyes told a far different story, as they kept betraying her with looks of girlish excitement while they began to make their way back towards the train station.
The lovers ducked into an alleyway that would shave a few minutes off their trip. Though the alley was clean the buildings on either side cast it into deep shadow, and there was not a single other being in sight. Along the length of the passage were a few crates used as storage for the surrounding businesses, along with a few rubbish bins. Dotted all down the walls to either side were the back entrances to the shops.
Leaving the bright street for the dark, lonely alley gave Jaze an idea. He turned to the pony walking next to him, knelt down, and gave her a deep kiss. The mare was shocked at first, but soon she folded her forelimbs around his neck and let her purple eyes slide shut, losing herself in his touch, taste, and her own need. A powerful hand lovingly caressed her back; her lips letting a low groan escape, and she tried to pull her man closer to her body.
When the assassin finally broke the kiss, Trixie looked up and whispered softly, "Not that I am complaining, but what was that for?"
"Do I need a reason?" The human spoke softly into her, "How about: you're beautiful, you're sweet, and you're the best thing about living on this planet?"
The azure mare could not suppress a giggle, "That works."
The pony let herself be drawn into another sweet kiss. The fear of getting caught in the open like this set her heart to pounding, and she was so close to her love she could feel his heart hammering as well. Not even twenty feet away ponies strolled past, oblivious to the taboo happening right under their collective noses. And watching them all, the unicorn felt like the luckiest mare in the world.
The ex-soldier pulled away, his silvery eyes shining with emotion, "I don't say this often enough, but I love you Trixie."
The pony could feel her eyes brimming as she returned with, "And I love you."
The dark-haired man moved to kiss his love again, but a sound further down the alley caught his ears. He turned towards the noise, and could see that the azure unicorn had heard it as well. Slowly they could begin to make it out more clearly; it was the sound of a small child crying.
Jaze moved to where the sound seemed to be coming from, Trixie close behind him, and came upon a very young pegasus filly. The small pony was a light gray, with a long, deep brown mane and tail, and large, soulful, bright blue eyes, and she was sitting beside a few crates. The tiny filly turned her head up to meet the gaze of the human and unicorn looking down at her and began to wail, burying her eyes in her hooves while tears poured from her eyes.
Without a second thought, the human handed his mare her dress, scooped the pegasus into his arms, held her to his shoulder, and softly cooed, "Hey now, don't cry little one. Tell us what's wrong."
"I-I c-can't find my m-momma." the miniature pony bawled.
"Shhhhhh," the ex-soldier stroked the filly's long mane and hugged her tight, his voice becoming soft and sweet, "don't cry. We'll help you find your mommy. But you gotta do some things for me first."
"Wh-what you want me to d-do?"
"You'll need to dry those tears for a start." A finger tickled the filly's gray ribs, dragging a childish giggle from her lips and making her try to squirm away, "And then I need to know what your mommy looks like so we can find her."
"Momma is a purty white peggyus wif yewow mane."
"That's good, now we can find her."
Trixie smiled up at the filly, her voice bright and happy, "Can you tell us your name? And your mommy's?"
"Momma's name is Momma." the pegasus replied with a confused look on her face.
"Okay, then what is your name?" the azure mare asked sweetly.
"I Zepper."
"Your name is Zephyr?" the assassin asked holding the little pony out. When she nodded, the human smiled broadly, "What a pretty name for a pretty filly. Don't you worry; we'll find your mommy."
"Where did you lose your mommy?" the unicorn asked.
"We was inna beeg open pwace wif wotsa little benchies." Zephyr replied; a thoughtful look on her young features as she tried to remember, "Dere was wotsa udder ponies behind the benchies."
"Sounds like the market center." Jaze remarked, Trixie nodding her agreement, "That's not too far. Let's get you back to your mommy, she's probably worried sick."
The pair of lovers, the dark-haired man still carrying the pegasus filly, turned around and headed back the way they had come. It was only a few minutes find the street that Zephyr had last seen her mother, following the sweet little pegasus's directions, and they started asking anypony if they had seen a yellow-maned pegasus mare. At first, it seemed hopeless and tears had started welling in the gray filly's eyes until they finally found an earth stallion working a jewelry stand that pointed them down a side street.
The trio hurriedly thanked the earth pony and trotted down the street, again asking if anypony had spotted the object of their search. Everypony now started nodding and pointing down the street, adding that she was looking for a small filly. The human used his height to scan far ahead, searching for the bright white mare in a swarm of color. But it was Zephyr that saw her first.
"Dere she ees!" the filly cried excitedly, point down a street they passed by in their search, "Dere momma!"
The pair of lovers turned to see the snow-colored pegasus rushing from pony to pony, a panic-stricken look on her features. The silver-eyed human called out and waved to get the mother's attention, and pointed to her lost child in his arms. Relief replaced the anxiety on the mare's face while she rushed over to grab her child in a tight hug, crying into the filly's gray coat as the tension eased from her body.
"Zephyr, my baby!" the white pony sobbed, "Where did you go? Why did you leave me?"
"Dere was a flutterby." the tiny pony explained as she nuzzled into the curve of the larger pegasus's neck, managing to draw a laugh from her worry-sickened mother.
"Next time there is a butterfly, you tell me and we will chase it together. But your running off like that scared mommy; I don't want to lose you."
"I sowwy momma, I won't do it eber agin."
"That's a good filly." The white pony finally turned her eyes up to meet her daughter's rescuers, "Thank you so much, how could I ever repay you two?"
Jaze smiled and held out a hand, "No need for thanks miss…?"
"Cumulus." The pegasus mare stated, placing her hoof in the human's outstretched hand, "My name is Cumulus. But I owe you so much for finding my daughter; I need to show you somehow."
"Your thanks are enough." Trixie smiled and ruffled Zephyr's mane with a hoof, "Besides, it was nice to meet such a cutie."
"Can I at least know your names?" the pegasus mare shot back.
"My name is Trixie." The azure unicorn pointed with a hoof to the human, who was making faces at the gray filly, "This is Jaze."
"Thank you again, Trixie, Jaze! Without you, Zephyr may have…" The thought was too horrible for the mother to complete, and she merely shuddered and buried her muzzle in her filly's coat again.
"There is no more need to worry." The ex-soldier said with a bright smile, "She's back, safe and sound."
"I know, but it is a little strange." the mother said thoughtfully, "Zephyr never takes to strangers this quickly."
The filly in question broke away from her mother to wrap her forelegs around the black haired man's leg, "I wike misser Jazer. He weally nice!"
"How about that," the snowy mare chuckled, "it's almost like you were meant to be together."
"I can always take her home with me." Jaze joked, bending to rub the top of the little pony's head.
"NO!" the filly yelled, dashing back to her mother and wrapping her forelegs around the white neck, "I wanna be wif Momma!" The adults laughed at the youngster's terror, tears of mirth in their eyes, until the little pegasus let herself be caught up in the merriment, not sure of the joke but happy for the laughter.
"I think it is about time we actually got home." Trixie finally managed to squeeze out past her fits of laughter.
Jaze forced down his own laughter long enough to agree, "Yeah, you're right. Time for us to go."
Cumulus's face fell a little, "I won't hold you two if you need leave. I know that there is a storm tomorrow, you probably need to go home to prepare."
The human smacked his hand to his forehead with a pained look on his face, "Damn, I completely forgot about that!"
"Then you should head home now." The snow-colored mare pushed her filly forward, "Say goodbye honey."
Zephyr raised one hoof to wave to the pair, "Bye bye Misser Jazer. Bye bye Miss Twixie."
"Bye Miss Zephyr." the lovers replied in unison, turning to make their way home, smiles on their faces from meeting the young pony and her mother.
XXX
After a long day in the capital city, the quiet train ride home was relaxing for the exhausted couple. Jaze had his head leaned back against the seat to his back, one arm laying across the mare's shoulders pressed to his side, and his eyes shut against the light above. They were alone, not another soul in their train carriage. They took the opportunity just to be close without risking anypony discovering them.
Trixie watched her human love while he relaxed into the seat, and could tell from the small smile on his face that he was remembering Zephyr. The unicorn nuzzled her face against the silver-eyed human's side, breathing in his peculiar scent. The arm around her azure shoulders gave a brief squeeze before the hand dropped down to tenderly rub her back. The pony began to hum contentedly and felt her own eyes start to close.
Visions of her lover holding a small foal danced in the magician's mind. The baby pony was wrapped in a stark white blanket, and the dark-haired man was softly singing a lullaby, a look of joy on his face. In her daydream, she stepped forward to hug the pair and felt one arm wrap around her waist to pull her in tight. She looked down at the foal, but before she could tell anything about it a jerk from their train brought her crashing back to reality.
The pony could feel a pair of eyes watching her and heard the human ask, "Thinking about something?"
"Have you ever wanted a child?" she blurted, her face coloring with shame as soon as the thought left her lips and was beyond recall. To her relief, the assassin did not shirk away or tense up; instead, he seemed to be thinking hard about her question. The silence stretched on until it was nearly uncomfortable and the unicorn was beginning to wonder if he was going to answer at all.
"I think," said Jaze slowly, "that everyone wants a child at one point. Yes, I wanted a kid. Evelyn and I both did. And I think I still do."
"Did you two ever try to have a child?"
The chest Trixie was leaned against heaved when the human heaved a sigh, "No, we wanted to wait until after the war was over. We thought she was pregnant once, scared us nearly to death."
The magician sat up to see her love with a pained expression on his face, "Why were you so afraid? I thought you wanted a child."
"We wanted one, sure enough." He shifted around until he could put his other arm around the azure mare and cradle her head to his chest, "But you have to understand, we were soldiers, both of us. Evelyn may have gotten hurt, or she could have lost the baby. We did not want to put our lives in any more danger than they were already in."
"I guess I can see that." The unicorn closed her eyes and put her forelegs around her lover's chest. The heat of his body relaxed her enough to ask, "So how did it happen, and what was it like?"
"H-hey!" came his flustered response, "That's a little bit personal you know!"
"And I told you something really personal!" Trixie laughed, "You owe me some detail."
The pony could feel the ex-soldier shifting nervously, "I guess, if you really want to know. I guess this started right after Angel Team had helped retake a city…"
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Burned out buildings surrounded the four man team, a dark red sky dominated by a single, large sun above. The four soldiers, all clad in special ops black armor from head to toe with full face helmets hiding their features, moved cautiously through the ruins in search of more of their robotic foes. Each was carrying a long barreled assault rifle, and each was nervously watching every shadow for more metal demons to boil out from the darkness. But it had been near to an hour since they last encountered resistance, and the four squad mates had finally began to hope they had seen the last of androids.
As the minutes rolled into an hour, the soldier in the front removed her helmet and shook her long, red hair loose. The woman clipped her helmet to her belt and turned to the taller armored behind her. This soldier removed his headgear to reveal black hair, shorter in back than in the front, with dull brown eyes and a face as yet unworn by the horrors to come. The last two soldiers removed their own helmets, one a large man and the other a smaller woman, and the four gathered together.
"Jaze," the first soldier to remove her helmet said to the brown-eyed soldier, "I think that we're done here."
"I think she's right Captain." said the taller man, "Haven't seen hide nor hair of the Cye in hours."
"That's because the Cye don't have a hide, Vincent." the second woman teased, punching the taller figure in the arm, "Or hair, for that matter."
"Yeah," Jaze agreed, slinging his rifle, "I guess I'm going to call it in." The dark-haired human put a finger to his comm and spat, "Captain Armand to Command, this sector is squeaky clean, over."
"Roger that Captain." a gruff voice replied, "Yours was one of the last sectors. Make your way back to base; I am pretty sure there's already a party going on. Over and out."
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Jaze sat on the roof of a building underneath a starry sky overlooking the StarSide Marines' base camp, his knees drawn up and a tall glass of dark, frothy beer in one hand with the other propping his body up. The soldier's face was flushed from the alcohol, his head spun, and he was having trouble staying upright. But he was alone up on the rooftop, and he hoped the cool breeze would help to clear his addled mind.
The assassin watched the revelry below in the camp, and a broad smile crept across his face; the Marines below had earned every bit of the party they were throwing. He had only just escaped the party without being forced to dance, his only regret that did not get a chance to dance with her either…
A cool pair of hands dropped over his brown eyes and a soft voice purred, "Guess who."
"I don't know who it could be." the dark hair soldier said sarcastically. His hand reached up, took hold of an arm and yanked the owner over his shoulder and into his lap. A flash of red hair and a loud yelp accompanied the woman's brief flight, and her arms flew around her assailant's neck when she landed. The red-haired woman was wearing a simple, tight, black shirt and dark gray pants, the same as every other soldier. But on her frame even the simple clothes seemed entrancing, the way they hugged her body as she moved kept him enthralled.
"Oh no," the redhead giggled, "what am I going to do now that you have caught me?"
Jaze could not help but laugh with her, "You're going to surrender is what you're going to do Evelyn."
Evelyn grinned and cocked an eyebrow, "You'd like to think so, wouldn't you?" The woman suddenly dropped her hands and pulled on the young man's shoulders, rolling him across her body and onto the roof, pinning the man by sitting on his chest with his hands held flat to the floor. "Now what are you gonna do?"
The Captain stretched up to give the red-haired woman a soft kiss and a smile, "How about that?"
Her green eyes sparkled as she smiled, "I think I can roll with that." The Lieutenant kissed her commander, letting her hands slide down his arms, across his shoulders, and up his neck to hold his head in place.
The assassin slipped his arms around his love's waist, pulling her tight against his body. His hands roamed her back, following the long curve of her spine from neck to her well toned bottom. The woman gasped against his lips and pulled away with a devious smile; her hand slowly trailed down his black-shirted chest to his navel, and a single finger lazily traced the lines of his form.
"Getting a little grabby now, aren't we?" Evelyn purred, "Before we take this any further, there's one thing I want you to do."
"Mmm, what's that?" Jaze murmured.
"I want to see your eyes like they were when we first met." she begged, "I want to see you as you really are."
"Your wish," The Captain brought one hand up to his eyes to remove the contacts shielding their strange hue, uncovering eyes the color of the stars above, "is my command."
The red-haired woman stared into the silver eyes before plunging back down for another kiss, this one more insistent than the last. The assassin could feel the alcohol in his system muddying his thoughts, and judging from the smell on his love's breath she was just as addled. A hand grabbed the bottom of his black shirt, tugging it off in one quick move.
The previously cool breeze now felt like ice against his bare skin, but the heat from the body on top of him more than made up for the loss. In fact, the pair had started to started lightly sweat and the Lieutenant straightened for a moment to yank off her own shirt. Bare skin met bare skin when the woman leaned back down on her lover, and his hands began to roam the now-exposed flesh of her back one more. The Captain could feel his love tensing at his every touch, pressing herself even more to his body.
Jaze quickly rolled, dragging the woman atop him along until she was pinned beneath him. Green eyes lit up with laughter until the black-haired man began to slowly kiss down her neck. His hand trailed down between her breasts, stopping for a moment to stroke her stomach, before coming to rest on the redhead's belt; his mouth languidly followed the path of his hand, kissing slowly up one hill of flesh to the small, pink tip. He drug his tongue across the sensitive mound, smiling as the woman gasped in delight and her hands entwined passionately in his hair.
The silver-eyed soldier continued to pull moans of bliss from his lover's mouth with his tongue and lips across her chest, while one hand unbuckled her belt and the other roughly massaged the breast not being worked by his mouth. The young Captain's fingers fumbled with the stubborn leather strap, loosening it to the point that he could slide the concealing cloth down the redhead's shapely legs as she kicked off her combat boots.
The assassin's mouth continued its leisurely journey down his love's body, kissing every inch that passed beneath it, while his hands caressed her powerful thighs. He sat back on his knees between her legs and took each limb in his hands and slowly massaged from the foot all the way to the hip, not missing a single tense muscle in his journey. The green-eyed woman's moans drove him to lean forward once more, slowly kissing from her knee down to her soaked sex.
The young man took a moment to admire the delicate flower of her woman, his hot breath adding to the flame of passion he could see in her eye when he glanced up to her face. Evelyn pushed her hips out toward his lips, begging with her body to be given relief. He was happy to oblige; his fingers spread her dripping folds, and his tongue rolled across her excitement in one quick swipe.
She jumped and screamed with his touch, her teeth biting a knuckle on her hand while the other hand dropped to push his head against her. The assassin could hear his lover's screams of ecstasy being muffled by the hand at her mouth; her back arched when he briefly ran his powerful tongue across her pearl, and her legs shook next to his head from the pleasure racking her body. His fingers stroked her dripping slit while his mouth focused on her clit, and he could see she was getting close to the end of her endurance.
Suddenly, Jaze found himself on his back, with his love once more staring down at him. A smile lit her face as she leaned down to kiss his bare chest and the dark-haired man felt his pulse quicken. The brief touches of her lips to his flesh sent shocks of delight screaming to his mind. The young woman slowly pulled off each of his boots before she slid his pants down his legs, exposing his excitement to the cool night air.
Evelyn took his hard shaft in one hand, slowly stroking it as she smiled and whispered, "I can't let you have all the fun, now can I?" Before he could say a word, the red-haired woman bent down and kissed the very tip of his rod and transformed anything the Captain was going to say into a deep, throaty groan. She kissed down the underside of his shaft, still rubbing with one hand, until she reached the base; the young woman then ran her soft tongue back up to the tip, where she swirled around the top before sliding her lips down his hardness.
The feeling had the silver-eyed soldier gasping as his love slid down his length; when she came back up and kissed the tip before sliding back down, he felt his back arch involuntarily towards the amazing mouth working him. The Lieutenant looked up to smile while still stroking his hardness, and spoke with a lust thickened voice, "Looks like I have the great assassin under my power."
"N-not as much as you might think." Jaze gasped, lunging up and gently forcing Evelyn onto her back. His hips were now between her legs, with the tip of his hard shaft grazing her wet sex. His arms wrapped around his love's back, and he slowly pushed his way into her tightly clenching tunnel. Her eyes flew wide and she took great pulls of air through her mouth as he began to slowly move inside her.
The Captain laid himself across his lover's chest, the speed of his thrusts gaining momentum and causing them both to groan with satisfaction. Her arms slipped around his back and pulled her body up into his chest, adding the sensation of smooth flesh grinding over flesh to the feelings coursing through their bodies. The black-haired soldier dropped his hands around his lover's waist; he watched her eyes squeeze closed and her face scrunch up with the bliss filling her body. The young man felt a hand leave his back and travel down their entwined bodies to stroke her button vigorously, making her gasp and moan into his chest as he continued plunging into her soft, wet folds.
"Nooooo…" Evelyn whined, "Not yet, not yet!" Jaze could feel her tunnel clenching around his hardness, close to her peak. With a quick, smooth movement, he rolled onto his back and managed to spin her around on his shaft until she was facing away from him and leaning back. Her hands fell back to his chest to prop herself up, her knees on the rooftop beneath them. The silver-eyed man's hand replaced hers at her clit, while the other went up to teasingly stroke and pinch a soft breast.
With a deep, throaty groan, the young woman began to ride his rod, moving slowly up to be met with a thrust on her way down. The Captain knew this was her favorite position, and could feel the desire flare inside her almost instantly. She began to quake with ecstasy, and her walls were clamping down on his hardness. The woman could no longer move as her orgasm built, and the dark-haired soldier took over. His thrusts became more powerful and faster while his hand was a blur at her nub, and he could feel her tightening with every movement.
"Pleeeeease," the redhead begged, "Not yet! Oh God, not yet. Aaaahhh!" With one last scream of pleasure, she shuddered as her orgasm burst on her and shattered her mind. Her chest thrust out and her hips slammed down to her love's, wanting his full length inside her as she peaked. Jaze stayed buried inside her while she rode the wave of her climax. When she started to settle down, he picked his thrusts back up and felt his own finish building. His love continued to moan softly from the added sensations pulsing in her, and her spasms around his shaft quickly drove the young Captain to the edge.
With a loud, longing cry he reached his own peak. His seed burst from the end of his shaft in thick spurts, and he heard of soft coo of satisfaction escape his lover's lips. He felt drained; his body shuddering from the after effects of his powerful climax. Neither of the lovers were able to move and stayed still save for the shudders. When she had finally recovered use of her body, Evelyn fell off his softening sex and lay beside him. One of her legs wrapped around his hips while and an arm fell across his chest.
The young woman laughed throatily and gently slapped his arm, "You ass, you made me forget why I came up here."
Jaze brought an arm behind her neck and hugged her close, his lips brushing the her forehead in a loving kiss, "Glad to help you forget for a moment."
"I came up here when I learned where we were going next." she purred contentedly, her eyes threatening sleep.
"Oh? And where's that?"
"Mmm? Oh," She gave her head a brief shake, "Right, after a few days here to be sure this city is clean we are being sent to Vaseti."
The assassin's face contorted with "But I thought Vaseti was clean? Not a Cye attack there in, well, ever."
"Orders came down from Admiral Gaston. He said that he wanted our squad to go there and meet with a number of other reinforcements."
"Now I get it." The Captain rolled onto his side to whisper softly, "You know, Vaseti is supposed to have some of the most beautiful crystal caves. Maybe we could get some time off and take a tour, just the two of us. Would you like that?"
Exhaustion claimed the young redhead as she whispered back, "I would love it…"
He thought about the ring in its little velvet box sitting not far away in the pocket of his pants. He briefly considered giving her the beautiful band, but discarded the notion. On top of a roof, and a little drunk to boot, is not a romantic enough place. Jaze thought tiredly, I'll do it in the caves. Yeah, that'll be nice; I'll do it on Vaseti…