A/N: Chapter 52! And like I promised, filthy smut :D Not gonna spoil it for you in the note so you'll have to read it XD, but it is a little more intense than my usual smuts. It's really nice to get back to this fic, and being back in action for this makes me happier. As always, thanks for the support! Finally reached the 500 follows mark and I'm happy to reach that milestone.
*Chapter 52*
Texas groaned as the wave of nausea hit her like a freighter, and she clutched her stomach as she emptied the contents of last night's chowder into the toilet. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me." 'Thanks, pregnancy. Can't I just have the random food cravings at two in the morning instead of the morning sickness? This shit sucks.'
She wiped her chin with a towel and flushed, grimacing at the taste that currently rested on her tongue. "Blech. Disgusting." 'I better wash up. Can't let Adam see me like this.' She got to her feet, wobbling a little, and stumbled over to the sink to rinse out her mouth with mouthwash and scrub any bits from her teeth.
Once her mouth was completely clean, she looked at the shower with tired eyes. The thought of the soothing spray relaxing the tenseness in her muscles was irresistible, and she didn't hesitate to pull off her nightdress and turn the hot water on.
Once the blonde stepped inside, she sighed in content. The steam swirled around her, the water pelting her skin and soothing the tired aches and pains that occasionally bombarded her body. 'This is perfection. I'd sit in here for hours if I could. But no one likes looking like a prune.' She threw her head back, her wet hair slapping against her back, and let the water soak into her skin to purge the nausea from her.
Texas picked up her new cherry-blossom scented bodywash (a wedding gift from South), and began to cover her body in the smooth soap. It wasn't hard to imagine Adam's hands as the ones touching her rather than her own; she absolutely loved the way his calloused hands were so gentle on her, brushing the very tips of his fingers against the sensitive skin on her stomach and back to make her melt in his warm arms.
A quiet gasp left her soft lips as her fingers traced around her waist; damn, she could picture him right now teasing her from behind by brushing the tip of his erection against her backside, gently grazing his teeth against the back of her neck and caressing her soft breasts.
Texas moaned softly, her body giving an excited shiver despite the warmth of the water cloaking her, and she allowed her mind to briefly wander towards some of her most intimate fantasies. Some of which she had already fulfilled, such as being handcuffed in a schoolgirl outfit. However, there was still one her and her husband had yet to try, and a frown formed on her face as she wondered why the fuck it hadn't been done yet, with the way they were around each other.
And that was her on her hands and knees, with her arms bound together by leather straps while she was being claimed by Adam. The way he'd growl at her lovingly, moving his hips into hers drove her mad with desire. Her body heated up, and she gave one of her breasts a squeeze. A throaty moan left her lips, and she fought to resist dipping her slender fingers between her pale thighs and rubbing her moistening sex. 'Dammit, it's no good. I fucking want him so badly right now.'
She heard a fluster of movement from outside, and she smirked when she recognized her endowed husband's voice in the room; judging by the sound of him mumbling as he seemingly opened drawers he was looking for something. 'Hehe. Sorry babe, but you're not leaving that fucking room for a bit.'
Texas stepped out of the shower, wrapped a fluffy black towel around her, and reentered their room. "Hey there, Adam~."
Reach was shirtless, and she had to fight the urge to drool at the sight of his muscular body. His chest was slick with droplets of sweat, and he looked the blonde up and down with a knowing look in his brown eyes. "Seems someone's feeling a little amorous, hmm?"
Texas smiled and let the towel drop from her body, sexily sauntering over and pulling him in for a slow kiss. "A little? Try a lot. I fucking want you to utterly dominate me. Tie me up and take me from behind."
She pressed her body against his, and she smirked as she felt his erection grow beneath his sweatpants. "Hehe. You're eager to get going, too. But can you do me a favor first?"
"What?"
"Reach under my side of the bed."
Reach raised an eyebrow, but he complied. He crouched down and pulled out a leather strap, trying not to blush. "Well…i have to admit, I definitely did not expect to find this under the bed. Someone was feeling like getting kinky later I see."
"You know it," Texas replied, rubbing herself against Reach's toned body. Damn, the slight muskiness radiating from his form was irresistible, and she reached for the front of his pants with a sultry smile. "I want you to tie me up and take me from behind."
"When did you get this kinky?"
"When we first started this relationship, honey."
"Heh. Well I knew what I was getting into," Reach chuckled, giving her butt a squeeze and kissing her fiercely. Texas moaned against his lips when she felt his rough hands grope her, and her desire for him spiked. She wanted more; she wanted to feel that thick erection slide into her and pour his hot seed deep into her.
Texas held her hands out, looking up at him with a mock innocent stare. "Tie me up~? I've been a bad, bad girl thinking about you constantly~." 'Dammit. I want him inside me so bad, I can't fucking stand it.'
Reach's eyes glinted, and in one lightning fast movement, he wrapped the leather straps around her wrists. "You are my bad girl."
His voice was little more than a lustful growl, and that sent shivers of excitement up Texas's spine. She got on her hands and knees in front of him, wiggling her hips to entice him and giving a bratty whine. "Come onnnn~. Take me alreadyyyy~."
Her bratty attitude was rewarded by a slight stinging sensation on her rear, and she gasped. The blonde looked behind her, licking her lips lustfully at him. "Spanking me, hmm~? Didn't know you were into that~." 'Compared to how gentle he usually is, this is quite the change. Looks like I made him kinkier after all.'
"Bratty girls get punished," Reach murmured, trailing his fingers up her spine. The simple touch provided shivers, and he leaned over to rub his large erection against her dripping entrance while he planted soft kisses on her neck. "Just like I'm doing to you."
Texas moaned when she felt it rub against her, and she quivered as he slowly pushed his thick erection into her wet sex. "A-ahhhh~! Adam~…" She shook, loving the way he just filled her, and she gave him a pleading stare. "Please~…"
Adam settled his hand in the small of her back and began to thrust. His hips slammed into hers, and the low grunts the former Spartan let out were just irresistible.
Texas moaned into the sheets in an attempt to muffle her cries of pure ecstasy, rocking her hips back and forth in sync with his movements. "Ahhh~! Adam~! H-harder~!"
She wanted to melt into a puddle. Feeling his large manhood slide in and out of her was just too much to bear, and the lewd noises of their bodies slamming into each other and creaks from the bed were pure music to the blonde's ears.
Texas felt him pull out to tease her, and she whined playfully as he rubbed against her soaked entrance. "A-adam~! Don't tease meeee~."
Another smack landed on her behind, and she moaned happily as Reach slid himself back inside her. "Yes~! Ahhhhh~!"
"Such a dirty, dirty little girl," Reach whispered huskily into her ear, his thick erection pumping in and out of her body. "How long were you playing with yourself in the shower, I wonder?"
"Too long," Texas cried out, wishing her hands were free so she could rub her sensitive clit and bring herself to orgasm even faster. "I just wanted you to fill me as your wife so bad." 'Fuck, he's so good at this. He knows how to make me turn into putty in his hands.' But then Reach pushed his entire length into her, and she couldn't help it.
Her body trembled, and she moaned happily as she rode out her powerful orgasm. Her thighs trembled, her eyes rolled back, and she could feel Reach's length throb inside her as he leaned to breathe on her neck. "I love hearing that voice, you know."
His lips suckled on the tender skin, and he grunted as he gave in to his own powerful orgasm. He allowed himself to release, his hips jerking into hers as he finished deep inside her. "Fuuuck, Allison…"
Texas shook happily as the warmth surged into her, the brunette's arms holding her tightly against his muscular frame. "O-ooooh…babyyyyyy~." The amount that her husband had shot inside was too much for her to handle, and after he removed himself from her she could feel it dripping out. "Holy fuck, Adam. You really made me messy~."
Adam brushed several soft locks of her hair away from her face, planting his lips on her head. "I know what you wanted, love. And you got it."
He untied the leather straps from her hands, and Texas rolled onto her back to dip her fingers into the messy trickle leaking from her. "Damn. This definitely helped turn around a shitty start to the day."
"Morning sickness?"
"Yeah. But, I am carrying our kid; I might as well get used to it."
Reach wiped his face down; sweat had formed on his brow, and he had the 'post-sex exhaustion' look on. "I was actually on my way to finally wake you up. We're heading to an old Jiralhanae planet called Sandbox; Alpha picked up a transmission on the Freelancer Band. Looks like one of the project's excavation teams found something."
"You think it could be another trail?" Texas asked, sitting up and looking for her clothes.
"Maybe," Reach answered. "But Wash said something about one of Freelancer's excavation teams going MIA about a month after the CT incident. I don't like to feel paranoid, but I can't help but feel as though the two are connected. Especially since we never recovered CT's armor."
"You suspect a sabotage?"
"Possibly. Can't jump to conclusions right now," Reach admitted with a hint of annoyance in his tone. "But one thing's for certain; I don't like it one bit. An entire team goes MIA after a failed mission to capture the leader of the resistance and CT is KIA? I don't believe in coincidences; they're related somehow."
"Well, don't stress yourself out about it," Texas said, giving his cheek a kiss. "We've taken care of one big pain in the ass already. Give it a few months, and the Director's head will be rolling away from his body courtesy of my rifle."
"You really want to be the one to kill him, don't you?"
"More with each fucking day, babe," Texas replied, reaching for her trusty Magnum and pretending to shoot at an invisible target that wore the Director's face. "He needs to pay for everything. Not just for what he did to me, but to Wash, Carolina, the Meta, Alpha, all of it. Letting him live to let him kill himself in some hole isn't a punishment worthy of that shitstain."
Her urges to kill the Director herself was mainly to show him she wasn't someone he could manipulate for his own purposes. She may have been artificially created, but she was her own damn person. 'Fucking asshole needs to die for everything he's done.'
"Well, we can debate what methods you'll enjoy using to kill him after we tie up a few loose ends," Reach replied smoothly. The way he managed to keep calm, even during battle, was something about him that always impressed the blonde Freelancer. The only time she really saw his raw emotions was during their lovemaking.
"How do you keep so cool and collected?" Texas breathed, shaking her head and fitting a pair of black Freelancer sweats. "I'm envious of it. I don't think anyone else in Freelancer was capable of keeping as calm in battle."
"Years of training, love," Reach answered, helping tie her hair up in a ponytail. "Now come on downstairs; Maine's brought out all the stops and made the world's biggest omelet for breakfast."
"Mmm…food," Texas murmured dreamily. "Please tell me he did it properly and put onions and peppers in it?"
"Of course he did. Not putting those key ingredients in it is heresy, punishable by death," the former Spartan chuckled. "Even better, he found an extra packet of bacon in the fridge that Grif hadn't found yet."
Texas bolted out the room in a heartbeat. If there was one thing to make her forget about morning sickness and contemplating what kind of deliciously brutal way to murder the Director, it would be the only known cure for vegetarianism. "BACON! Gimme!"
She heard an exasperated groan from Reach behind her. "Hey, Allison?"
"Yes, love?"
"…you might want to consider putting on a shirt. We don't need nor want the Reds and Blues getting a nosebleed."
The blonde looked down, and groaned when she saw she was indeed still topless. "Oh, motherfucker…"
Still.
Could be worse.
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Sidewinder
Carolina groaned in agony as she hobbled her way out of the gym. For the last few days after undergoing surgery to repair her broken bones and torn muscles, she had been forcing herself to continue her workouts to get herself back in peak physical shape. And she was clumsy in her own skin. She fell down, had constant headaches, and her muscles and bones ached and throbbed. The doctors said she had to get used to the extreme movements again; falling hundreds of feet off of a mountain did severe damage to her.
Carolina placed one hand on the cold metal wall and used it for support while she continued to limp her way back to get her daily injection of meds. 'Goddammit. God-fucking-dammit. I hate this feeling. Feeling like a wounded deer trying to crawl back into the forest. Ugh!'
It had been weeks since her rescuer Jun left to go track down some missing Freelancers. She could only assume the Spartan IV trainer was going after Reach, Texas, Maine, and South Dakota; nearly every other Freelancer was listed as KIA, including the bastard who threw her off a mountain Missouri. 'I'm fucking impressed they managed to stay alive for as long as they have. And something tells me that Jun's not trying to hunt them down to drag them to an execution. More like...he wants to catch up?'
She limped into the med bay, where the tired Doctor Zech was hard at work inside. Styrofoam cups covered a table, and several smears of blood stained her otherwise clean white coat. A pair of thin glasses fell down her nose, and she was muttering under her breath as she finished preparing a needle filled with meds.
She looked up when Carolina entered, rubbing her eyes. "Ah, Agent Carolina. Thank you for trying once more to ignore doctor advice and pushing yourself too much in the gym. It really makes my day a hell of a lot easier."
"Quit bitching," Carolina returned, hobbling onto a seat and exposing her forearms. "Just inject me with that crap and get it over with. You and I both know I don't plan on staying here any longer."
"Oh really? And where exactly do you plan on going?" Doctor Zech returned, injecting her with her necessary medication. "Or do you just feel like traipsing all over the galaxy?"
Carolina rolled her eyes, pushing her sleeve down once she was done. "I have an idea. There's one place the Director always insisted was barren and not worth the time or resources setting up a training facility on. And I have a feeling he was hiding something there."
"Why's that?"
The redhead found herself smirking. "Because, Doc, I know my father very, very, well."
A/N: And that's it for this one. Carolina's return should be a lot of fun (especially since I want her to go to Blood Gulch XD). I almost feel bad for the Reds and Blues in a way. I mean, they have yet more people joining them who could beat the living shit out of them, and get to see another Spartan.
I do apologize for the massive fucking delay, too. I didn't mean to let this get stuck, but I have had massive changes in my life in the past few weeks. I'm now a family man, and my newfound responsibilities sadly means less time to write. But I aim on finishing this motherfucking story. It might take me longer than planned, but I want to see this damn thing reach its conclusion, no matter how long it might take me.
Any and all comments are appreciated. See you soon!
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