The Cosmodrome... What a shit place on earth, I miss I.O. Holding a sniper rifle I kill a squad of dregs only leaving the captain alive, maybe I will get good loot out of her bounty.
I get my cloak on and sneak to the captain. About to slice her head off, she grabs me by the throat and pushes me against the wall. She chuckles. My feat off the floor I couldn't grip the sword anymore. About to pass out, I pushing her off. It didn't work. I had to do one thing as a last resort.
I push my hand in her private armour and shove two fingers into her. Her grip around my neck eased instantly. However her entire body rests on to me. She blushes heavily as she stares at me.
Her expression almost showed the clogs turning in her mind. Her privates got wet. Grabbing my sides with her lower arms she lets go of my neck. Affectionately, she nuzzles her head on mine, her upper right arm plays with my hair. As her gaze moved closer to mine, I stood there speechless. This isn't the outcome I expected.
Our lips touch, her lower right arm squeezes my butt as the upper one caresses my cheek. She pulls away and stares at me, her cheeks even more blushed. Though her eyes... Seem to only show intimacy. She kisses me again, this time not holding back.
Pressing herself more into me, gripping me tighter, tenderly kissing me. Her tongue playing a passionate ballad with mine. The mere thought of killing her disgusted me, this intense intimacy brings tears to my eyes. I don't want that loot anymore. I want her instead.
As soon as I try to finger her, she pulls my hand away. She grabs my hand and sucks on the fingers that moments before where in her. She then whispers in my ear " make me yours" in the most soft and lustful tone. She notices my tears and let's go of me, " sorry, you don't have to do it with me... If... You don't...want..." she asks all shy.
I look to the floor, " It's not that..." I say. She notices me avoiding eye contact, " you have done it with a Fallen before, haven't you?" she whispers softly.
"Only for her to leave me for a better man" I say. She hastily hugs me, " you remind me of me after the death of my late husband, before his death in combat he always looked back at his mistakes as the only thing in his past. Only striving to improve, and rise in his career, but not care for what he had. His death left me and his daughter in shambles, I began searching fulfilment in the job but never got it. Sometimes all it takes to move on is to open your heart again. That and a enemy shoving his hand on your privates while in panic." She says.
The tender motherly hug, only brought me more tears. " I still want to fuck, though" she says before we both chuckle.