Sometimes writer's block eases up and then this sort of thing happens...At least it did for me. Enjoy the read people.
Each of the vanguards had been watching other guardians carefully, all to develop a fireteam to take on their rolls when the time came. Though for the time being the three would need to meet each other first. Cayde had his choice in mind as did Ikroa and Zavala. But Pantera or the other two hadn't know it just yet.
"In time." Ikora spoke.
Zavala nodded. "Agreed." He replied. "Cayde? Your choice?"
Cayde spun his hand cannon round before returning it to it's holster, "Sure. Though I'm against them waiting much longer," He began. "Go over your choices again?"
Ikora sighed before she pulled up a file. "Amilo Sparks. An Awoken warlock who shows greater potential as a stormcaller. I chose her because she takes care of and teaches the younger warlocks to the best of her ability. Her skills with a weapon and vast knowledge will be useful in future generations."
She took a breath before bringing up a picture of her choice. The picture of Amilo showed she had a smile on her face with a scout rifle in one hand and her foot on top of what appeared to be a destroyed servitor. Amilo's skin looked to be dark blue, with green face markings that made inverted triangles under both of her near-white eyes. Green hair was done up in a ponytail. Just behind the happy Warlock was the obvious streaks of lightning arcing out and into Dregs.
"I will stand by what she once told me. 'The Light always finds a way to surprise someone.'" Ikora finished.
Cayde chuckled a bit. "I can tell she's going to be the logical one." He said. "Zavala? Your turn."
Zavala pulled up a picture of three Titans, all coated in armor and charging headfirst towards a large group of Cabal legionaries. "The Titan on the left, Onar Ember. One of the few Sunbreakers who learned to wield the Hammer of Sol on his own, without outside aid. He has demonstrated determination beyond anything I have ever seen before, impressive skill with a sniper rifle. Something few Titans are capable of doing. Among the list of skills he has there lies the will to train younger Titans without hesitation."
A picture of Onar without his helmet on was then pulled up. He had slightly dark skin and a determined look in his eyes. Though he appeared to have a good right eye which was dark blue and a glass eye on his left. Along with the scars that might have lead up to him losing the eye. His dark brown hair was in a short mohawk. It was an interesting picture.
"He did not mention anything other than he prefers to be classified as a Striker class Titan due to him preferring to use his fists over anything." Zavala finished. He then turned his attention to Cayde. "Your turn Cayde."
With a sigh and a bit of a chuckle, Cayde pulled up a picture of his choice. Pantera Shadows stood next to Amanda Holladay, both had one of their hands out and hold up the peace sign, though to them it meant 'V for victory'. "My choice. Pantera Shadows. Ace of all subclasses and lover to Amanda. Though I'm pretty sure you two are going to ask me to find another to replace me when the time comes." He said while looking at Ikora and Zavala. They didn't say anything just yet. "I picked him because of Ikora usually turning to him for finding artifacts and because he has a good heart."
"Not to mention he has a Red Death rifle, Mida Multi Tool and I believe a Bolt Caster sword." Ikora stated.
"Well yeah. He does have those three extremely rare weapons at his disposal. Though you two never mentioned what kind of weapons your choices preferred." Cayde said before continuing. "I actually did some investigating, it was Onar and Amilo who saved Pantera. So do you two can see why I think it is a good idea for them to meet fairly soon?"
"Good point." Zavala and Ikora said in unison.
Amanda writhed in pleasure as Pantera thrust into her harder than he did earlier in the night. His full length entering and retreating from her. The exact number of climaxes lost to her as the night wore on and they continued to enjoy each other's bodies.
Pantera leaned down and kissed her as he sped up once again. The violently loud clapping of their thighs meeting threatened to be heard from the outside. But this didn't stop the lovers as his erection began to pulse once more. With one last hard thrust, he breached her womb and Amanda couldn't contain it. She screamed in pleasure as her lover's erection began to dump its load into her. Each second feeling more and more satisfying than the last. Each drop filling a human desire.
The two panted wildly as they remained joined together.
"Well" Amanda started. "That was amazing." She said with a joyful smile painted on her face.
Her lover chuckled as he rubbed her breasts and licked the base of her neck. "Sure was." He whispered. Then looked into her eyes. Pantera smiled as she leaned up and kissed him. The long seconds of their tongues twisting and dancing with one another were so delightful, then they separated.
"I love you Pantera." She said.
"I love you too Amanda." He replied.
They remained paired together, waiting for Pantera's erection to die down but it remained hard. Even began pulsing slightly. As if to say 'Not done damn it!'.
Amanda moaned as she slid backward and allowed the cum to seep out of her. Still panting she looked at Pantera's erection and sighed. "It doesn't give up, does it?" She said sarcastically.
Pantera blushed slightly and replied. "Sorry that I can't control it."
Spectre materialized beside the couple and froze. It was astonished at what it was seeing. Amanda and its hunter were on a bed, both were naked and there was strange fluid leaking out of the Shipwright. Before it could leave, Spectre was seen by the undeniably angry eyes of the Hunter. "Sorry Pantera." It said shyly.
"It's fine Spectre." Amanda said. "You'll need to be able to see this and not be so shocked."
Pantera released a bit of a growl and eyed his Ghost. "What is it Spectre?" He asked as calmly as possible.
"Oh. Right. Ikora Zavala and Cayde need to speak to us." Spectre said.
"Fuckiiiiiiii" Pantera nearly screamed as he felt a warm sensation. He looked down to see Amanda laying on her stomach and sucking him off. "How long before I have to meet with them?" He asked his Ghost.
Spectre was trying to process what was happening in front of it. "I uh…" It couldn't find the words. "An hour or so?"
Amanda continued to suck on Pantera's erection, causing the Hunter to struggle to speak properly. He tried anyways. "Okaay."
She rose her hand and waved a finger in the negative. Then slid the erection out of her mouth. "If you give Pantera about thirty more minutes, He'll be on his way. Okay, Spectre?" She said. The Ghost nodded. "And don't worry. You can stay." Her attention turned towards Pantera, with a hint of devious intention in her eyes she whispered. "Anal."
Pantera didn't argue as his lover rolled over a presented her ass in front of him. He happily began to ease himself into her anus.
Amilo and Onar stared at each other from across the table. Both of them next to their perspective Vanguard.
"So I'm stuck with knucklehead still?" Amilo said with a chuckle. The clearly British accent present in her voice. Zavala nodded. "Guess that's fine."
Onar's Russian accent was present as he spoke. "Always a pleasure being teamed up with a lovely Awoken such as yourself." He responded to her. "So where is the third member of this 'Special Team'?" Onar asked his Vanguard.
Zavala continued to issue orders to other Guardians who were out in the wilds. "They will arrive shortly." He responded. "Perhaps you two should go get something to eat while you wait. It is rather late in the night."
Onar shrugged and began to walk away. "I'll pay." He said as he passed Amilo.
This caught the Warlock's attention and she walked with him. The two seemed to be rather grateful to be paired with each other once more, even though they did instantly get into an argument over something random. From what Ikora heard it was about where to eat. She just smiled and continued to read reports about what all was happening on Venus.
Cayde continued to read his maps in silence. Or at least tried to appear as though he was. Damn it Pantera. You're going to have a hell of a fireteam. I'm a bit jealous actually. He thought.
Pantera groaned as he rubbed his prosthetic arm, it hurt for some reason or another. "What time is it, Spectre?" He asked as he stretched it out in an attempt to ease the discomfort.
"0318." Spectre replied. "You and Amanda were at it for 7 hours, 12 minutes and"
"Stop Spectre." He said. "What me and her do doesn't need to be timed." With a sigh, he remembered a warning Amanda had given him. "Any rain in the area?"
"There's a thunderstorm on the way. It should be here in about another five minutes."
"That'd explain it. Pressure drop can cause discomfort...I guess." Pantera said. His attention was caught by the glow of the lights that were pointed at the Traveler. The altering markings of Hunter, Titan, and Warlock cast shadows on the large mysterious thing. "Guess you can't help with that Traveler?" He asked.
Nothing happened.
Amanda hugged her lover. "Talking to the big man again?" She asked.
"Just like normal dear." He replied. After a few moments of thinking, Pantera remembered that he had to meet with Cayde and the other Vanguards. "I gotta go." He said as he kissed her cheek.
"I know sug. I'll see what I can do about getting you another Ether Eater ship." She replied. With that, they parted ways. Pantera jogged to the Vanguard Hall and Amanda began the not so long walk to the ship bay.
My Light is the weapon that I will always use to make sure I make it back home to her, Traveler. Hope you realize that. She's the reason why I haven't thrown myself into a pit of Darkness or hunted the other Guardians who have pissed me off. Pantera thought as he slowed to a walk and entered the Vanguard Hall.
Hope you enjoyed the read. Next chapter SHOULD be a bit longer and better. Have a nice day. Ice out.