The storms of Venus were not usually so intense but Pantera had waited out some rather nasty thunderstorms in the safety of a Golden Age building after he made sure no Vex Fallen or Taken were inside. Onar was still getting used to weather and it's unexpected nature while Amilo took the chance to stand in the pouring rain and lighting. This allowed the Warlock to calm herself before continuing on their first mission together.
Normally I'd say you'll be fine but not this time Pantera. There's a really high chance that you're going to die at least once. Cayde's voice echoed through Pantera's head. It was unsettling to hear from his Vanguard that he was going to die, granted Spectre could revive him fairly quickly. Though his real fear was the question of what would happen in the event of his prosthetic arm being shot or torn off? He had one spare and it would take at least several minutes to disconnect his nerves and tendons then replace the arm. Even with his Ghost's help.
"About how far is it from here?" Onar asked Pantera, his eyes never waving from the door that led outside and into the storm.
It took the Hunter a moment to think of the answer. "Another hour walk." He replied. His attention on his sidearm. "Before you ask, no. Sparrows alert the Fallen. We'd be riding into a shit show."
Onar sighed heavily. Clearly discouraged at that. "At least Cabal are slower and easier to kill and don't live on Venus."
Pantera shook his head slightly. "Cabal are oversized space turtles. Fallen are decent providing you manage to find one who is peaceful." He stopped for a second and thought of his teammate's words. "Rather be on Venus than a desert any day." He growled.
The two were silent for a moment. Then again it was hard to discuss anything with one another when their female teammate walked into the dimly lit building ass naked. Amilo's dark blue skin glistened in what little light was available. Her modest breasts weren't all too amazing but they were large enough to be at least a medium C cup. The curves of her body were present and it was easy to tell she was in amazing shape.
Pantera turned away in an attempt to grant the Warlock some privacy, covering his eyes with his free hand. Before he knew it, his hand was moved away and Amilo was directly in front of him. A clear smile on her face as leaned towards him slowly. "Being shy Pantera?" She teased.
The Hunter could feel her breath on his cheek, it was one of the rare moments where he didn't know what he should do or how to react other than an attempt to back away. "Please put your armor on, Amilo." He struggled to say without choking.
"I will in a minute." She replied as she kissed his cheek. "Nothing on the radar and the storm isn't letting up anytime soon." At this point, she was on her knees and her teammate was on his back, looking into her near-white eyes. "Onar and I do this often enough."
Pantera closed his eyes and breathed to calm his racing heart as the Awoken Warlock unzipped his trousers. It wasn't right but from the way she was acting and speaking, it would be fine. He struggled with his thoughts and instincts over what to do.
"Pick a hole Onar." Amilo said then let out a moan as she felt her teammate enter her body. His erection going deep into her anus. "So. Double penetration it is." She said as Onar began thrusting his hips.
The Hunter opened his eyes and saw the Titan on his knees behind Amilo. He knew what was happening from some of the things he had heard about from perverted civilians...It was what was called a threesome. From what he could remember it always consisted of three people engaging in sex, it varied from two women and one man to two men and a woman.
Pantera couldn't help the fact he had an erection. He sure as hell couldn't help that his teammates were having sex with him present or that Amilo was licking his raging erection. It was feeling good to his body but not to his mind. In the end, he gave into his primal instincts and grabbed her head and began forcing her mouth further down onto his cock.
"Sorry Amanda" Pantera whispered to himself.
Cayde eyed the old rusted ship that was now Pantera's replacement, at least it would be when Amanda finished with repairing it. He noticed the exo frames working on it were working at least twice as fast as they normally would on any other ship. "Hmm." He hummed slightly. The gears turning inside his head as he thought of something.
"I know that look Cayde." Amanda said as she walked past him with the chassis of a Sparrow in her arms. She had known the Exo for a good portion of her life and could tell whatever he was thinking wasn't exactly legal, maybe.
"Amanda. I'm hurt." He joked then looked at her. "Do I look like I'm thinking anything?"
She chuckled as the small frame settled in place on the workbench. "Yep. Sure does."
He shook his head. "Well, how a stealth drive hooked to that ship?" He suggested. Amanda looked at him with the look one give someone when something was a good idea in theory and a bad idea in reality. "What?"
"You remember Eris's ship?" She suggested heavily.
"Well yeah, that happened." He grabbed a wrench up and began thinking out loud. "If he had a stealth drive he could get in close areas that would be normally impossible to reach from the air and knock down defenses a lot easier."
"Yeah that is a good point but find another Guardian willing to volunteer for that though." She sighed. "Also. No. Not a good idea because of the last time and that Guardian almost getting killed because Eris's ship was destroyed."
Cayde thought for a moment. Amanda was right it would work but the stealth drives would have to be a bit more powerful and resilient to stress being caused to the system. Though he had to ask what that first part was about. "So you and Pantera are?" He began.
"Yes. We're together." Amanda replied, then she looked up from her work to see Cayde sticking his finger in and out of the hole on one of her wrenches. She blushed slightly and continued to work on the Sparrow. "Shut up, Cayde."
He chuckled and placed the wrench back where it came from. "Okay. Just think about my idea for a bit. I'll catch you later." He said as he walked out of the hangar.
Amanda didn't look up from her work, just waved absently. Her mind was elsewhere, deep in thought of another idea she had been thinking on.
Pantera snarled in anger at what he had done behind Amanda's back. It wasn't like he had much of a choice, his body kind of acted on its own without consent. Even if it felt good there was something about it that was wrong and he knew it. The guilt was already present and clawing into his thoughts and making itself known. He had to suck it up for the time being and keep moving.
Onar and Amilo could already tell from his body language that he did regret it, it would have to wait. The three crept slowly through the long blackened corridor with their weapons drawn, their Ghosts acting like flashlights and illuminated the blackness but to near no avail. The silence was deafening and each step, no matter how silent was loud. Painfully loud and possibly alerting enemies further down.
"How many steps have we taken?" Onar whispered with his Invective shotgun raised and ready to belch fire towards whatever made its way towards them.
Amilo had her Pocket Infinity at hip level and leaned towards Pantera. "How many steps?" She whispered into his ear.
The Hunter continued counting silently. His attention on his trigger finger and how much it itched. "233. 234. 235." He said just loud enough to where the other two could hear. The Jabberhakke sidearm leveled, safety off and ready to silently dump rounds towards whatever decided to attack.
"If I may Pantera?" Omar's Ghost, Trel, asked. The hunter nodded as the three continued to slowly make their way down the seemingly impossibly long corridor. "The archives have near nothing on this place. Only that it's the Hall of Lost Light." The three Guardians stopped in place.
"Yeah. I know this Onar's Ghost. I've been here ten times." Pantera sighed heavily. "The Vex are often here but not if the Vault is under siege."
"You knew?" Onar nearly screamed in anger.
The Hunter looked at the Titan. "Trust me. I know this place fairly well but its also insanely dangerous."
Amilo finally spoke after a long moment of watching her two teammates nearly get into a fight. "We're here so let's continue, Onar."
"It's 743 steps before a sudden drop-off. Trust me." Pantera said before a slight red glow caught his attention. "Lights off. Now." With that Spectre turned the light off and the other Ghosts followed suit. The three remained silent as the small red glow approached. "Be ready to light your supers." He whispered as his hand found the comforting grip of his knife and he readied himself.
The silence gripped the Guardians tight and time seemed to slow. Amilo could feel every fiber of her being seemed to sense everything around her...The air was perfect in every sense of the word, the target was near a hundred paces away, her fusion rifle would only miss but…A loud crack snapped the Warlock out of her trance and back to the here and now. She was stunned to see the Hunter holding a sniper rifle in his hands, and the smell of gunsmoke confirmed it. Pantera had opened fire at the distant, red light. You said 'lights off'!" She screamed.
"Can it! Get ready to sprint like hell!" He snapped out of anger before spinning around and his long rifle was replaced with an older auto rifle. "Trust and believe we don't want to be in here with those things!"
Neither Onar or Amilo questioned him. He had been here before and based on his actions, it was obvious that something was amiss. The three began the long run back towards the opening from whence they came.
With each stride they made, at least two Vex would materialize in front of them. The mechanical beings were killed by either the solar buckshot of Onar's Invective, the solar fusion rifle rounds of Amilo's Pocket Infinity or armor piercing rounds of Pantera's Shadow Price auto rifle. It was going to be a long run indeed.
Amanda laid on her bed, her eyes staring at the ceiling of the small room she called hers. The buzzer to her room sounded followed by "Amanda?" A voice spoke. She knew it from somewhere but where was lost to her at the moment, at least it was because of her lack of intent on finding out who was trying to speak to her.
Two days and nothing from him. Sure wish he could tell me he's alright She thought for a moment. Then with reluctance, she sat up on the mattress, "Come in" She replied.
A large Titan stepped into the room. He was decently dressed in what appeared to be fairly nice clothing. "Hello, Amanda." He said softly.
Her eyes widened at the sight of her ex-boyfriend. "What are you doing here Karl?" She asked. "We broke up because of your anger, in case you forgot."
Karl lowered his bald head and eyed the floor. The anger began to flow through him as it did when he heard things he disagreed with. "I know." He murmured, trying to hide his growing rage. His Ghost appeared and materialized a small ring next to Amanda then disappeared. "I wanted to ask for you back."
Amanda felt a mixture of emotions as she looked at the small golden ring and to the brawny Titan. It wouldn't change what he did to her when she refused to have sex with him several times. "No." She growled.
The large man snapped….
Hope you enjoyed the read. Ice out.