Breeding Partners
452's life in Manticore had become fairly routine. She woke up every morning and had breakfast with her unit, after breakfast they met the other X5s in the training yard for sparring and maneuvers, then everyone split up and went to their various skills training classes. 452 had missed out on almost ten years of training so she had a lot of catching up to do. Instead of spending several hours focusing on one specialty like martial arts, explosive, special ops or field med, she took classes in everything. It was a lot of work and didn't leave much free time, but fortunately she was a quick study. In the few weeks she'd been with her unit she had practically caught up. Of course the fact that she didn't need much sleep helped too. While everyone else slept or enjoyed their few leisure hours each day, 452 worked out in the gym or studied in the library. To the perception of everyone else she was relentless in her pursuit of self- perfection. Late at night though when she thought no one would look for her, she'd take a few minutes break and slip away to visit Zack.
After one such visit 452 returned to her cell to find her Commanding Officer waiting for her. "Well, well, well, 452. Did you forget we had a date?"
452 stared at him with a blank expression on her face. A date? She had no idea what he was talking about.
494 walked slowly towards her, stripping off his shirt and undoing the button on his pants as he approached. "We may have all night, 452, but personally I'd rather get this over with as quickly as possible. Wouldn't you?" With that he dropped his pants on the ground and stood in front of her clad only in a pair of boxers, arms crossed in front of him.
452's eyes grew wide at his state of undress and she acted on impulse kicking out her foot and catching him square in the groin. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screeched.
494 never saw it coming. All he knew was that he suddenly found himself lying on the floor curled up in pain. "Damn it, 452! This wasn't exactly my idea of a cushy assignment either" he cried out.
452 just stood there staring at him. 494 looked up at her and saw the confusion on her face. It dawned on him then what must have had happened. Standing up carefully, he moved over to the bed and sat down. "No one told you, did they?"
"Told me what? That you're a pervert?" 452 snapped.
494 sighed and tried to find a more comfortable position. "We've been paired up as breeding partners. I received the order today. I assumed you had too. I'm supposed to come in here every night and have sex with you until you get pregnant."
452's mouth dropped open even farther and she began to sputter. "Breeding partners? That's sick! There's no way in hell I'm going to breed, much less with you." 494 was beginning to get angry now. "This is your own fault you know. Ever since you blew up the genetics lab they've turned us into fucking rabbits, pardon the pun. If you'd left well enough alone they'd still be whipping up embryos and inserting them into surrogates."
452 ducked her head a little at his outburst. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. We thought we were doing the right thing at the time." She thought back to that night and the events leading up to it and she felt like crying.
494 saw the tears beginning to well up in her eyes and he tried to lighten the mood a little. "Yeah well, it's not the first time a woman has gone to extremes to try to get me into bed." He grinned at 452.
Much to her annoyance, 452 found herself starting to grin back. "Dick."
"Well it was, before you damaged it." The tone of 494's voice was joking, but the pained expression on his face told 452 that she'd physically hurt him.
"Sorry about that" she said sitting down next to him. "You kinda' caught me by surprise."
"Yeah, I think we've established that," 494 said quietly. "Question is, what do we do now?"
452 looked over at him thoughtfully "You mean, you're not going to turn me in to Director Renfro or try to force me?"
494 look shocked at her suggestion "I may be a soldier, 452, but I'm not a monster. I would never try to force a lady."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, but again I ask 'So what do we do now?' The guards will be patrolling the halls, if it's too quiet they'll know something's up." 494 waited for her response.
The soldiers could hear the guards beginning their rounds. As the footsteps came closer 452 got an evil look in her eyes; 494 didn't know what she was planning but he grabbed a pillow off the bed to protect himself just in case. All of a sudden 452 began to bounce up and down on her cot, making it squeak horribly. 494 covered his face with the pillow to smother the laughter, but when she began to moan and groan provocatively he quickly dropped the pillow back into his lap. Once the guard had moved on and 452 had quieted down he asked her "What on earth was that?"
She shrugged, "I faked it!" 494 groaned; it was going to be a long night...
The next morning before training, Director Renfro stopped 494 and 452 to ask about the previous night's activities. 494 stared straight ahead and reported "Successful copulation between myself and X5-452. Twice." Out of the corner of his eye he saw 452 struggling to keep a straight face. She was going to make him pay for that later, he just knew it.
Every night from then on 494 showed up at 452's cell and every night 452 put on a great auditory show for the guards. In between acts, 452 and 494 would talk. Sometimes they talked about Manticore and the day they had had. Sometimes they talked about missions their unit was sent on. Sometimes they talked about life on the outside (what kinds of food they liked, what movies they had seen, etc.), but they never, ever talked about their personal lives.
452's life in Manticore had become fairly routine. She woke up every morning and had breakfast with her unit, after breakfast they met the other X5s in the training yard for sparring and maneuvers, then everyone split up and went to their various skills training classes. 452 had missed out on almost ten years of training so she had a lot of catching up to do. Instead of spending several hours focusing on one specialty like martial arts, explosive, special ops or field med, she took classes in everything. It was a lot of work and didn't leave much free time, but fortunately she was a quick study. In the few weeks she'd been with her unit she had practically caught up. Of course the fact that she didn't need much sleep helped too. While everyone else slept or enjoyed their few leisure hours each day, 452 worked out in the gym or studied in the library. To the perception of everyone else she was relentless in her pursuit of self- perfection. Late at night though when she thought no one would look for her, she'd take a few minutes break and slip away to visit Zack.
After one such visit 452 returned to her cell to find her Commanding Officer waiting for her. "Well, well, well, 452. Did you forget we had a date?"
452 stared at him with a blank expression on her face. A date? She had no idea what he was talking about.
494 walked slowly towards her, stripping off his shirt and undoing the button on his pants as he approached. "We may have all night, 452, but personally I'd rather get this over with as quickly as possible. Wouldn't you?" With that he dropped his pants on the ground and stood in front of her clad only in a pair of boxers, arms crossed in front of him.
452's eyes grew wide at his state of undress and she acted on impulse kicking out her foot and catching him square in the groin. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screeched.
494 never saw it coming. All he knew was that he suddenly found himself lying on the floor curled up in pain. "Damn it, 452! This wasn't exactly my idea of a cushy assignment either" he cried out.
452 just stood there staring at him. 494 looked up at her and saw the confusion on her face. It dawned on him then what must have had happened. Standing up carefully, he moved over to the bed and sat down. "No one told you, did they?"
"Told me what? That you're a pervert?" 452 snapped.
494 sighed and tried to find a more comfortable position. "We've been paired up as breeding partners. I received the order today. I assumed you had too. I'm supposed to come in here every night and have sex with you until you get pregnant."
452's mouth dropped open even farther and she began to sputter. "Breeding partners? That's sick! There's no way in hell I'm going to breed, much less with you." 494 was beginning to get angry now. "This is your own fault you know. Ever since you blew up the genetics lab they've turned us into fucking rabbits, pardon the pun. If you'd left well enough alone they'd still be whipping up embryos and inserting them into surrogates."
452 ducked her head a little at his outburst. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. We thought we were doing the right thing at the time." She thought back to that night and the events leading up to it and she felt like crying.
494 saw the tears beginning to well up in her eyes and he tried to lighten the mood a little. "Yeah well, it's not the first time a woman has gone to extremes to try to get me into bed." He grinned at 452.
Much to her annoyance, 452 found herself starting to grin back. "Dick."
"Well it was, before you damaged it." The tone of 494's voice was joking, but the pained expression on his face told 452 that she'd physically hurt him.
"Sorry about that" she said sitting down next to him. "You kinda' caught me by surprise."
"Yeah, I think we've established that," 494 said quietly. "Question is, what do we do now?"
452 looked over at him thoughtfully "You mean, you're not going to turn me in to Director Renfro or try to force me?"
494 look shocked at her suggestion "I may be a soldier, 452, but I'm not a monster. I would never try to force a lady."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, but again I ask 'So what do we do now?' The guards will be patrolling the halls, if it's too quiet they'll know something's up." 494 waited for her response.
The soldiers could hear the guards beginning their rounds. As the footsteps came closer 452 got an evil look in her eyes; 494 didn't know what she was planning but he grabbed a pillow off the bed to protect himself just in case. All of a sudden 452 began to bounce up and down on her cot, making it squeak horribly. 494 covered his face with the pillow to smother the laughter, but when she began to moan and groan provocatively he quickly dropped the pillow back into his lap. Once the guard had moved on and 452 had quieted down he asked her "What on earth was that?"
She shrugged, "I faked it!" 494 groaned; it was going to be a long night...
The next morning before training, Director Renfro stopped 494 and 452 to ask about the previous night's activities. 494 stared straight ahead and reported "Successful copulation between myself and X5-452. Twice." Out of the corner of his eye he saw 452 struggling to keep a straight face. She was going to make him pay for that later, he just knew it.
Every night from then on 494 showed up at 452's cell and every night 452 put on a great auditory show for the guards. In between acts, 452 and 494 would talk. Sometimes they talked about Manticore and the day they had had. Sometimes they talked about missions their unit was sent on. Sometimes they talked about life on the outside (what kinds of food they liked, what movies they had seen, etc.), but they never, ever talked about their personal lives.