You find Petra high on a rock plateau in the Strand, near a tall Awoken gazebo. You spot her from the other side of a lustrous stone bridge laid in front of you, and as she surveys the landscape you catch her eye as you cross. Her face lights up and she waves at you, and you pick up the pace a bit. As you reach the structure, you see tables littered with Awoken instruments and texts, and stacked crates with floodlights on them. She hasn't been here long, but already she's set up a defensive operation. Just like Petra to be one step ahead of you. You pass a Corsair standing guard, and she nods at you as you turn to face Petra, who is still overlooking the area.
You move up to her side and your helmet dematerializes as you follow her gaze. Stretched below you is a thick curtain of mist, hanging over a shallow sea of glowing teal water littered with rocks that stretch to the coast. The beach itself has huge rock formations strewn across it, with a huge Awoken statue carved into one. Far up the landscape, huge stone walls tower over the secluded area, and moss covers large sections of them. You notice the plant life everywhere, ethereal saplings forming and scattering in the wind. It's beautiful. But then you notice something else. From the mists comes a legion of Scorn, and as they storm the beach, small dark pockets appear and swirl as Taken spring forth to meet them. The two factions begin battling, tearing up the shore underneath them, and carving out chunks of the boulders. This once glorious place has become a battleground. You turn to look at Petra, who intently watches the battle, and realize: Her home has been turned into a battleground.
You slip your hand into hers and hold it firmly, and she squeezes it once as the last Scorn drops to the ground and the Taken retreat through their portals. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, then turns to you, breaking your grasp. Her piercing blue eyes shine as she looks at you, and she says, "I knew she was alive. No one else believed it, but I did. And yet, I still... I'm... relieved." She gets an excited grin as she continues, "The fight isn't over- I sent an encrypted snap across Reef channels. The last of the Corsairs have answered the call!" And she turns to face her guard, almost in disbelief at seeing her own people reunited, back in their homeland.
"The Queen commands us to slay a beast at the heart of the Dreaming City. Nothing would make me happier than fighting for her. Except... if you were there fighting by my side." And at this, she reaches out and takes your hand again, pulling you close and into a firm kiss. She breaks it off after a few moments, and looks up at you, saying, "It won't be easy. This is the beast that drove the prince to madness. Trust me- if you hear voices in your head..." She stares directly into your eyes intently, "Don't listen." You smile and nod, and the two of you quickly kiss once more before releasing. "Go do what you do best." She tells you.
As you turn and set off back down the path, you see the Corsair guard quickly snap her head back to attention from looking at the two of you. You bring your helmet back to hide your guilty smile, and Ghost quietly teases you over comms, "This is how rumors start, you know," As you head to work.
Night has fallen on the Dreaming City by the time you return to Petra. Scorched and beaten, you trek across the bridge under full starlight and arrive at the gazebo to see the floodlights on, as well as some Awoken lanterns lining the border, all illuminating a large group of Corsairs. Petra has her back turned as you enter, and one of now two Corsair guards nods at you and says "Guardian", as you step into the light. Petra sets the document she's holding down and turns to you as she hears this, as do most of the others. They look you over and then turn back to their tasks, but Petra takes a step towards you.
"Glad you made it." She says, and starts to take another step before she remembers there are many more eyes around this time. A quick red flash illuminates her cheeks, and she looks downward as she adds, "Guardian. Would you like to step over there?" She asks, gesturing at the cliff she was perched on earlier. You both leave the circular building and step onto the rock, taking a seat on the mossy ground, and you see the familiar landscape, now bathed in darkness. The foamy sea glitters with multicolored nebulas, the brightness of them waxing and waning with the ebb and flow of the waves. The coast seems deceptively clear, as most of the Scorn are hiding in caves, but some white glares pierce the darkness as the move about, and you recognize them as Taken eyes.
You turn away to look at Petra, only to find that she'd been watching your face already. She smiles and sighs slightly, and her hand comes to rest on yours. "It's even more beautiful at night, huh?" She observes, and you both turn and look back over the waves. "I'm glad you're here to see it." Her grip on yours tightens, and she leans against you, head resting on your shoulder. "This," She gestures to the landscape, "Is worth fighting for. This is my home. Our home." She pauses to look at the Corsairs, and then turns back. "We're going to save it, aren't we?"
You interlace your fingers with hers, and respond, "Of course we are. I'm going to make sure of it." She seems satisfied with your answer, and the two of you remain there for a while, just watching the night, and listening to the waves softly crash.
Finally, she breaks the silence with the question both of you are dreading. "When are you leaving?" She doesn't say it with any resentment, but your stomach still sinks at hearing her voice it. You know that if you're going to find a team for this... Hunt, you need to return to the Tower, at least for a bit. At the moment, though, it could wait. Things were peaceful enough here, and you both needed a breather.
"Tomorrow," You decide. "As soon as I'm sure there's no immediate huge threat I can handle, I need to go." That's all the time you have.
"But tonight, you'll stay?"
"I'll stay." You respond. She shifts closer to you, and then as you look down at her she brings her face to yours, and your lips meet again. This time, the two of you refuse to end it, wrestling lips, and only breaking apart to quickly take in a breath before reconnecting. You let your passion overtake you for over a minute before you pull away, and you're both left panting. She's pressed tightly to you now, and you suddenly recognize the look in her eyes.
"Follow me." She whispers to you, and slips down off the rock onto a lower ledge, still holding your hand. You're strung along behind her as she slips through the darkness, and blindly follow her to the right and underneath a tree. At the base of it she releases you, and as you catch your bearings she is already climbing out of her armor. You dematerialize your armor, and begin to tear off the mesh suit underneath as she turns back to you, almost finished doing the same.
You're frozen in place, pants halfway off, as you see Petra. The galaxies inside her swirl and dance, resonating in the pure starlight breaking through the thin layer of leaves above you. She glows slightly, and her vibrant blue skin reveals all of her beauty even in the darkness. She sees you looking at her, dumbstruck, and blushes profusely. You finish tearing your pants off and embrace her, meeting lips again. The two of you transition to the ground, and her hand finds your member, stroking you slowly as you stay wrapped together. You follow her lead, slide one hand down to her heat, and begin massaging it. She purrs softly as you rub her, and after a moment breaks away from your mouth to say "I want you to kiss me," and then blushes and looks away as she finishes "...down there." You take hold of her, and as you move down to oblige, she finds her confidence enough to say "Wait. Lay down."
You follow her instruction and lay against the cool stone beneath you. She spins around, and comes to stand above you, giving you a clear view of her beautiful entrance, and then lowers it down towards your face. As she comes to be almost sitting on you, you extend your tongue and slide it up the length of her slit, causing her to moan and her legs to shudder quickly as she forcefully puts the rest of her weight on you, pushing your mouth up against her vibrating form. You set to work licking, sucking, and exploring her sweet spot as she half tries to contain her exclamations of pleasure. She allows you to breathe for a moment, and then bends down, coming head to head with your personal instrument. Even as you begin to please her again, she gives you a few slow strokes, and then runs her tongue up the length of your shaft.
This time you shudder beneath her, and she hums happily as she puts the tip in her mouth and slides down it. After the initial pleasure hits you, you return as much of your attention as you can to her as she continues to bob up and down, working the remainder with her hand. The two of you service the other until finally she forces her head down and engulfs you entirely, then does so repeatedly, pushing you over the edge, and you let out a muffled grunt as you shoot your load into her mouth. Without removing it, her tongue swirls around you, cleaning you off, and then she pulls back.
She climbs off your face, flips again, pressing her lips to your neck and letting her short, hot breath hit your skin as she pleads, "I'm so close, finish me pleease, baby." In response to her words you quickly slide your hand back down to her wetness, entering two fingers into her. She pants faster and her natural hum intensifies as she begins to moan softly again, rocking her hips against your hand as you set the pace, rubbing inside her. As she gets more and more excited her squeals get louder and vibration gets fiercer, and finally she bites your shoulder and lets out a muffled scream as her lower half convulses, and warm fluids pour all over your hand. She continues to rock against you for a moment, and then you bring your hand up to her face, and she licks her own juice from between your fingers along with you.
"Baby," She says again, a passion-driven longing behind it, "You take the lead." And she peels herself off of you, sitting back. You move forward, following her motion, and wrap your arms underneath hers, pulling her in. You open your mouth and begin sucking on her nipple as you shift your weight, and position your member right at her hot, aching entrance. You rub it against her slowly, and as she moans you release her breast and switch to the other, causing her to move slightly. Your tip slides slightly inside her, and at the feeling of the wetness and warmth, you instinctually slide forward until you are all the way inside her, and she bites her lip as she moans slightly and wraps her arms around you. After staying fully inside her for a moment, savoring the feeling of her whole being humming around you, you pull back, and then begin the slow rhythm.
She pants hotly as you thrust inside her, and you release her nipple from your mouth with a wet noise as you move up to her face and tackle her lips again. The two of you synchronize your rocking, and each time you enter her, you find that she meets you perfectly mid-stroke and you reach the end of her, just quickly pressing against it before parting again. You start to move more quickly, and she attempts to match you, but eventually breaks your kiss and nibbles on your ear, whispering a command,"Faster."
You shift your weight so that you are thrusting downward into her, and begin to pump quicker, slamming your full length into her with each thrust, and outpacing her movements. She closes her eyes tightly and her head presses backwards, and you take up suckling on her neck as you slap into her repeatedly. "Ohhhhh," She moans loudly, and then it's followed by her pleading with you in a high pitched, "Pleeease!" And as you slam her once more, her walls tighten on you, shuddering and pulling you closer as her juices rush over you, and you move out and back in one final time as she rocks against you, and then spasm and empty your balls into her quivering hole. The hum reaches its peak again, and again your pleasure is almost mind-numbing. In fact, right at the top of the climax, your vision blurs, and for a moment you see another scene, but just as quickly as it starts to form, it slips away, and you can't recall it. As the world reforms, Petra greedily grabs at your head and presses her lips back to yours, and the two of you lay there, locked together, exhausted, and satisfied, as the stars shine and the crashing of the waves comes back into focus.
As your heartbeat comes back down, your breathing slows, and her hum fades back to a gentle level, you roll onto your side and stay there, cuddling her and watching the sky, and you see a shooting star streak across it. You recall an old human legend, from before the Collapse, and say "Make a wish." Petra scans the sky, spots it, and then you can feel her smile, and she sighs slightly. "Well? What'd you wish for?" You question.
She laughs once and answers, "I don't know that wishes do much good. But in the moment..." She turns to look you in the eyes. "I wished that we'd lay under the stars again like this." And now it's your turn to laugh as you reach down and kiss her, and then she lays her head back against your chest. "We should probably at least let them know we're okay." She says after another minute, and you resignedly sit up and get redressed. As the two of you move you back towards the camp, you see the Corsairs haven't moved much from their earlier spots, but as they hear you two approach, they glance up at you, and a couple can't suppress a giggle as they turn back away. Petra's cheeks take on a slight red glow, but you quietly tease, "Ohhhh, Pleeease!" And she whips around and strikes your chest as they are flushed with crimson and she stares daggers. You laugh and kiss her quickly, and she sighs and shakes her head. As she moves away to talk with the others, your Ghost chimes in,
"Well, I thought it was a good one."