Chapter 7
And so a new three emerged, but it was not a stable three like Star's had been, it was a volatile mix of three headstrong power-hungry people meeting each other head on with a lot of sexual emotions thrown it. It was only a matter of time before things began to spiral out of hand.
If you really wanted to see this volatile mix show itself you had to be there when the three of them met to make an important decision, which happened about once or twice a week.
One such meeting happened a month or so after Java was promoted. Ram called Vic and Java to his room.
Vic was the first to saunter in and lean against a wall casually
"So what's this about?" he asked
"Supplies" said Ram rolling his eyes exasperatedly. After a minutes or so wait he snapped impatiently "Where is Java?"
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At that precise moment Java was being pinned to the floor by a new recruit. Arching her back she flipped him over and straddled his waist locking his arms so he couldn't move.
"Good" she said approvingly, releasing him and reaching for a towel hanging nearby. As the recruit got shakily to his feet and staggered about as if he had just been hit by a meter she told him "You're improving, just watch your hand grip" One of his friends appeared to help him to the showers, training sessions with Java were legendary by now, she was the best fighter on the base and known to be a ruthless trainer.
"Java, Java" called the poor messenger furiously trying to get her attention and persuade her to go to Ram's room, as he had been doing for the last ten minutes.
"Yes" she snapped throwing her towel at him and stalking off towards Ram's room. The messenger ran after her discarding the towel with some disgust as he went.
"Ram said to come quickly," he told her looking distinctly worried
"I can deal with Ram," she told him in a voice that warned him to leave her alone.
In fact, by the time she reached Ram's room Vic had been there for a good ten minutes.
"Your royal highness, so nice of you to join us" Ram said sarcastically when she walked into the room. Vic didn't pass comment but watched with some amusement as she pacified Ram.
She walked around to the spare chair, taking the long route around Ram, trailing a finger along his shoulders as she passed. Just as she was about to sit down she leaned over and whispered in his ear
"I've been busy, not all of us can mess around with our s!uts all day!"
As she sat down Ram tried to think of a suitable reply to her challenge, unfortunately he failed.
"So are we gonna sort this out?" Vi asked after a minute seeing Ram was still trying to think of a way to get one better on Java and Java was watching him with amusement.
"We need more supplies," Ram said, gratefully taking the opportunity to change the subject
"Why?" asked Java "I thought we had enough supplies"
They launched into a long and heated argument about the supplies, managing to drag up old grudges and problems as they went along. Finally Ram had to step between Vic and Java and halt their argument about the relative advantages of manpowered and technological defense.
"We've had this argument before" he said with frustration "Why don't we just go back to work"
Meetings always ended like this, two people arguing about something completely different to the original issue.
Java was the first to turn and stalk out of the room, watched carefully by Ram who followed the sway of her hips and felt the desire within him grow. Then Vic left giving Ram a classic smirk as he did so.
Ram walked out of his room and yelled
"Opal!" down the hallway. Her head poked out of a nearby room and she walked down to Ram's room.
"You wanted me?" she asked once inside.
"Oh yes, I wanted you" Ram whispered as he stepped forwards and kissed her neck, but when he closed his eyes instead of Opal Java's image danced across his eyelids. And when he felt Opal submit to his rough caresses he wished it were Java's body he was touching.
This was how it had been since Java was promoted. She drew him in with her beautiful body and attitude. Unlike Star before her Java had let him kiss her on several occasions, but only for 'fun'. Fun, it drove Ram insane, he wanted her body, he wanted her sprit, he wanted to bend her into submission. In fact she was rapidly becoming a slight obsession of his.
Little did poor Opal know that every time he kissed her he saw Java in her place and every time he saw her body stretched out in submission he wished it were Java's. Opal had no idea, she thought she had finally secured her man; she knew nothing of the dangerous undercurrents that rippled through the three.
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Across the other side of the base the girl that filled Ram's thoughts turned as a knock came at her door.
"Come in" she yelled and turned back to her computer to find it had crashed and the screen was filled with error messages.
Swearing loudly and swinging violently on her chair she stood up in front of Vic.
"Files?" he said offering her the small pile of papers in his hand.
"D@mn the files" she said throwing them on the chair she had just left and then grabbing his face and pulling him down to kiss her hard and fast. A she began to tug at her lover's clothes Vic did the same for her.
They had been sleeping together for a month or so then, but they weren't in love or even in a relationship. It was pent up lust and passion being released between two equals who knew serious emotions weren't involved. To Vic and Java sex wasn't a matter of love, it was just another tool to manipulate people.
And so a new three emerged, but it was not a stable three like Star's had been, it was a volatile mix of three headstrong power-hungry people meeting each other head on with a lot of sexual emotions thrown it. It was only a matter of time before things began to spiral out of hand.
If you really wanted to see this volatile mix show itself you had to be there when the three of them met to make an important decision, which happened about once or twice a week.
One such meeting happened a month or so after Java was promoted. Ram called Vic and Java to his room.
Vic was the first to saunter in and lean against a wall casually
"So what's this about?" he asked
"Supplies" said Ram rolling his eyes exasperatedly. After a minutes or so wait he snapped impatiently "Where is Java?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At that precise moment Java was being pinned to the floor by a new recruit. Arching her back she flipped him over and straddled his waist locking his arms so he couldn't move.
"Good" she said approvingly, releasing him and reaching for a towel hanging nearby. As the recruit got shakily to his feet and staggered about as if he had just been hit by a meter she told him "You're improving, just watch your hand grip" One of his friends appeared to help him to the showers, training sessions with Java were legendary by now, she was the best fighter on the base and known to be a ruthless trainer.
"Java, Java" called the poor messenger furiously trying to get her attention and persuade her to go to Ram's room, as he had been doing for the last ten minutes.
"Yes" she snapped throwing her towel at him and stalking off towards Ram's room. The messenger ran after her discarding the towel with some disgust as he went.
"Ram said to come quickly," he told her looking distinctly worried
"I can deal with Ram," she told him in a voice that warned him to leave her alone.
In fact, by the time she reached Ram's room Vic had been there for a good ten minutes.
"Your royal highness, so nice of you to join us" Ram said sarcastically when she walked into the room. Vic didn't pass comment but watched with some amusement as she pacified Ram.
She walked around to the spare chair, taking the long route around Ram, trailing a finger along his shoulders as she passed. Just as she was about to sit down she leaned over and whispered in his ear
"I've been busy, not all of us can mess around with our s!uts all day!"
As she sat down Ram tried to think of a suitable reply to her challenge, unfortunately he failed.
"So are we gonna sort this out?" Vi asked after a minute seeing Ram was still trying to think of a way to get one better on Java and Java was watching him with amusement.
"We need more supplies," Ram said, gratefully taking the opportunity to change the subject
"Why?" asked Java "I thought we had enough supplies"
They launched into a long and heated argument about the supplies, managing to drag up old grudges and problems as they went along. Finally Ram had to step between Vic and Java and halt their argument about the relative advantages of manpowered and technological defense.
"We've had this argument before" he said with frustration "Why don't we just go back to work"
Meetings always ended like this, two people arguing about something completely different to the original issue.
Java was the first to turn and stalk out of the room, watched carefully by Ram who followed the sway of her hips and felt the desire within him grow. Then Vic left giving Ram a classic smirk as he did so.
Ram walked out of his room and yelled
"Opal!" down the hallway. Her head poked out of a nearby room and she walked down to Ram's room.
"You wanted me?" she asked once inside.
"Oh yes, I wanted you" Ram whispered as he stepped forwards and kissed her neck, but when he closed his eyes instead of Opal Java's image danced across his eyelids. And when he felt Opal submit to his rough caresses he wished it were Java's body he was touching.
This was how it had been since Java was promoted. She drew him in with her beautiful body and attitude. Unlike Star before her Java had let him kiss her on several occasions, but only for 'fun'. Fun, it drove Ram insane, he wanted her body, he wanted her sprit, he wanted to bend her into submission. In fact she was rapidly becoming a slight obsession of his.
Little did poor Opal know that every time he kissed her he saw Java in her place and every time he saw her body stretched out in submission he wished it were Java's. Opal had no idea, she thought she had finally secured her man; she knew nothing of the dangerous undercurrents that rippled through the three.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Across the other side of the base the girl that filled Ram's thoughts turned as a knock came at her door.
"Come in" she yelled and turned back to her computer to find it had crashed and the screen was filled with error messages.
Swearing loudly and swinging violently on her chair she stood up in front of Vic.
"Files?" he said offering her the small pile of papers in his hand.
"D@mn the files" she said throwing them on the chair she had just left and then grabbing his face and pulling him down to kiss her hard and fast. A she began to tug at her lover's clothes Vic did the same for her.
They had been sleeping together for a month or so then, but they weren't in love or even in a relationship. It was pent up lust and passion being released between two equals who knew serious emotions weren't involved. To Vic and Java sex wasn't a matter of love, it was just another tool to manipulate people.