Chapter 5
"Don't move." ordered the Swan, as she aimed her sonic gun at Gel Sadra's position.
But the Galactor Leader was too well-practiced at escape to surrender. Snarling, she flipped her billowing cape around herself, using the distraction to open a hidden panel in the wall. Gel Sadra felt a blast from the Swan's weapon scorch her leg as she ran, but was able to close the opening behind her, preventing her enemy's pursuit.
Jun was frustrated by Gel Sadra's escape, but her primary concern was Joe. She couldn't remember his ever sending out a Birdscramble before, and she knew that things were bad, if he had asked for help in that way.
"Joe, are you all right?" she asked, concerned as her teammate thrashed on the table in front of her.
His eyelids snapped open and he stared disbelievingly into her face.
"Jun…" he whispered, grabbing her shoulders tightly. "You're real…"
"I'm getting you out of here." she told him, throwing his left arm around her, even as she supported him with her right. They stumbled through the doorway and out into the corridor.
"This is G3 to Team!" Jun said into her bracelet. "I have G2. He's in bad shape. We're heading back to the ship. Call Pimer for a pickup!"
Ken acknowledged her message briefly, before ending the communication.
"Can you walk, Joe?" Jun asked, concerned. "I took out a dozen goons on the way here, but I'm not sure how many more there are."
His eyes were glazed, and it was obvious to the Swan that the Condor had been heavily drugged with something, yet he did his best to overcome it.
"I'll make it." he said, through clenched teeth. "For you, Jun…"
The Swan didn't have time to examine the odd phrasing he used, but pulled him along the passageway, supporting him when he stumbled. She moved purposefully, stepping over the dead bodies of green-uniformed soldiers, as she moved him toward the exit.
"The Auto Swan is here." she told Joe. "Can you hold onto me, as I drive?"
Joe nodded, certain that he could do so. The feelings he had been experiencing in Gel Sadra's laboratory had not receded, and were still intensifying. Jun's appearance had temporarily cleared his mind, but his body was still obsessed with lustful urges, and was nearly impossible to control. Yet embracing the curvaceous Swan around the waist, and pressing himself against her body, was something he knew he was capable of.
The few seconds where she let go of him in order to straddle the bike felt like an eternity, as he agonized over the absence of her touch. Gratefully, he slid behind her, feeling her warmth through her wings, as his arms wrapped themselves around her waist. He buried his face in her shoulder, wishing her hair were free, so he could feel its silky strands on his cheek.
The drive over the rocky terrain was far from smooth, and with every bump Joe's hands grazed the bottom of Jun's breasts. He found himself gasping at every contact with the soft mounds, and only the constant jerking movement of the Auto Swan prevented him from caressing her there.
The New God Phoenix came into view, and Jun flew the G3 into the air, docking with the ship. He uttered a cry of distress as she disentangled herself from his embrace, and stepped off of the bike.
"I'm taking you to the Medical Bay." she said firmly, concerned by the sharp sound the Condor had uttered. She had never known him to cry out like that. Whatever Galactor had done to him, he needed help now.
He nodded quickly, willing to do anything to be with her, to keep touching her. But as they moved through the ship, Joe's mind began to drift away from what was happening around him. All he could focus on was the feel of Jun's body next to his, their arms around each other as she half carried him to the Medical Bay.
He felt her stop for a few moments, and while he missed the graceful swaying movement of her hips as she walked, he thrilled in pressing closer to her as she stood.
Jun had come to a halt outside of the Medical Bay, where she found Ken approaching her.
"What the hell were you doing, Joe?" he raged at his second. "How could you run off like that?"
The Condor appeared not to hear the Eagle, instead groaning and leaning more heavily on the Swan's shoulder.
"He's in no condition for one of your lectures, Ken." Jun rebuffed her Commander. "They gave him some kind of drugs, and as you can see, he can barely stand. I need to get him into the Medical Bay, and see what I can do."
The Eagle glared at the Condor, noting his weakened state and blank stare.
"Let me know when he's able to hold a conversation." Ken growled, stalking off toward the Bridge.
Jun shook her head in amazement. She couldn't believe that Ken placed a higher priority on letting out his anger toward Joe, than on bringing the Condor back to his normal self.
Come to think of it, Joe's normal self wasn't that great, either. Lately, he had been cold and distant, acting as if he barely knew the rest of the team. It hurt when he snapped at her, and Jun had found herself becoming distant around him, while mourning for the Joe she had known before. Before… This war had taken a lot out of them, but what hurt the most was what it had taken from Joe.
These thoughts consumed Jun as she laid the Condor gently on the examination table, removed her helmet, and retrieved the supplies she needed.
It was odd, but her touch seemed to soothe Joe. When she had to leave him, even for a few seconds, he cried out, as if in pain. His anguished moans tore at Jun's heartstrings, and she did her best to at least hold his hand, as she performed her tasks.
She withdrew some of Joe's blood, and ran a quick analysis through the computer. As she had suspected, a large amount of an unknown foreign substance had been introduced into his body. She was no scientist, but Jun was able to identify a few stimulants in its composition, and prepared to administer a small sedative, to counteract some of the effect of the Galactor drug.
She held his arm gently, and he ceased his thrashing momentarily as she gave him the sedative.
Joe turned his head toward Jun, a pleading moan escaping his throat.
"Jun…"
Jun didn't know what to make of it. She had never heard Joe sound like that. So raw, so emotional, so… needy…
"Shhhh, it's okay." she whispered, leaning over to gently lay him back down. "The sedative I gave you should help. In about an hour we'll be back at G-Town, and Dr. Nambu can help you. I already sent the data from your blood sample on ahead, so they're working on it now."
Joe barely heard her. The sedative was working its way through his bloodstream, taking the edge off of his urgency, but his passions were as strong as they had been before. He found himself regaining some control of his body movements, but his need still overwhelmed him.
As Jun stood next to the table and leaned over him, her skirt brushed the edge of Joe's hand. Of their own accord, his fingers slipped under the hem, brushing at the bare skin of her thighs that was exposed above her boots.
Jun was startled. She shivered involuntarily as a pleasant thrill ran through her body.
What was wrong with her? How could she be thinking of such a thing when Joe was ill? But as she looked at his face, he didn't appear to be ill. He looked…
She couldn't put a name to the expression on Joe's face, but it was something she had never seen from him, before. She moved closer to him, attempting to look into his eyes, to see if he was even aware of his surroundings.
Joe's fingers slid upward, caressing her thighs, reaching up under her skirt.
Jun gasped. She had not expected Joe to touch her there…
A soft moan escaped her lips, as she realized that she had enjoyed his touch. But, this wasn't right; Joe needed rest…
But then, his other hand moved up to the back of her neck, pulling her in for a long, slow kiss that left her breathless. It was immediately clear that rest was the last thing on his mind.
"Joe, I…"
Jun never got to finish her sentence, as Joe kissed her again, this time practically pulling her on top of him as his other hand continued to stroke at her womanhood through the thin barrier of her panties.
A myriad of sensations whirled through Jun's head, but foremost was the feeling that she didn't want this to stop. Joe's touch was unexpected, but exciting, and she found her body responding eagerly to him.
What kind of wanton was she; that she was actually contemplating…
"Please… Jun…"
The sound of his voice brought Jun back to the reality of what was happening. He was asking her for…
But Joe was drugged. Who knew if he was even aware of what he was asking? In the past few weeks he had been pushing her away. What if he regretted his actions tomorrow?
"Joe, we can't." she protested, shaking her head. "You don't know what you're asking. I couldn't do that to you…"
She pulled away, but he spoke again.
"Jun… I need you…"
Those words had obviously cost him great effort. The anguish, the pleading, in his voice was hard to ignore. Jun could never recall Joe asking for help in such desperation.
And truth be told, she was starting to feel that desperation herself. He had continued touching her as she wrestled with her conscience, his fingers stroking her teasingly underneath her skirt. She wanted this… she would never have guessed, even a few minutes ago, that she had such unacknowledged needs, but now these desires were begging to be fulfilled. All that held her back was one simple word…
"Yes…"
Jun could hardly believe that she had said aloud what her mind had been crying out for, but there was no taking it back now. A brief flash of something crossed Joe's face. Relief? She wasn't able to analyze it, as he pulled her close to him, crushing her lips to his, as if the taste of her were all he needed to sustain himself.
Jun hadn't realized it before, but even in his anguished state, Joe had been holding back. Now that all barriers between them had been removed, his movements became more urgent, more insistent.
Their Birdstyles were constructed to withstand all manner of attacks, yet Joe's enhanced strength easily ripped through the fabric of her underwear, exposing Jun's feminine charms to the Condor's insistent demands.
Jun moaned softly as his fingers slid inside of her. Never before had she been touched in this way, and the waves of desire washing over her were an eye-opening revelation. She had never known such urgency, such insistent need…
Despite the lust controlling his actions, Joe was cognizant of Jun's reactions to him. The sedative had allowed him an awareness of his surroundings, and the tiniest measure of control over his actions. He saw the passion rising in her emerald eyes, and her reactions slaked his desires in some measure.
Suddenly, his own needs were far less important than hers. Oh, he needed a release, he needed her…. but not as much as she needed him. Joe's desire to pleasure the Swan overtook his other physical needs, and his body responded accordingly.
He moved his lips down her body, his teeth scratching at the nearly indestructible pink dress she wore, as his mouth teased her through her Birdstyle. One hand held her lower back, as the other continued to caress and explore her most delicate flesh. He heard her cry out, as her body trembled and collapsed on top of his, but his actions did not cease.
Jun's quiet whimpers mixed with the sounds of Joe's ragged breathing, as her passions rose again. His fingers slipped out of her, and he raised them to his lips. The taste of her on his own skin was more intoxicating than anything he'd ever known. Jun bent her head to take one of his fingers in her mouth, her tongue caressing him, while feeding off of the result of her own lusts.
Joe was beyond his own physical desires. He had felt as if he were going to explode with his passions for quite some time, but had denied himself for so long that now his need had retreated to a dull ache, pushed back by the thrill of Jun's reaction to his touch. He gazed, entranced, at her face, as she released his finger, her eyes reflecting her desires… her desire for him. Her lips were slightly parted, as she took a deep, shuddering breath through her mouth.
He kissed her briefly, then slid his body down the table so that it was below hers. Jun lay on her stomach, surprised by his action, crying out as his lips gently grazed her aching flesh.
Joe lay with Jun's boots wrapped around him, resting his cheek on her thigh, his eyes devouring the delicate flower presented to his gaze under the deceptively innocent pink skirt. He tasted her, softly at first, but quickly ravaging the sweetness she offered.
Jun had to stuff her gloved fist into her mouth to keep from crying out, as her body shuddered under Joe's attentions. His touch was far from gentle. The Condor demanded, and she willingly gave everything she had… and then more. Her previous lover had been hesitant, and selfish, but this… Joe knew what he wanted, and he knew what she wanted, insisting that she reach the heights of pleasure again and again, denying her respite as wave after wave of passion crashed over her. Each time the Swan felt that she was capable of no more, and the Condor proved her wrong.
She was used to submitting to the will of a man in the bedroom, but this was far different. Joe was leading her, but she followed eagerly, at times overtaking him on the path to fulfillment. His unrelenting command of her body was matched by her fervent response, and this wild, demanding ardor was an incredible aphrodisiac.
The Swan gripped at the edges of the table, barely able to hold on as her body surrendered completely to the Condor. Nothing mattered but the feel of his mouth on her flesh, and the fever that held her in its thrall.
The table rocked slightly, but it was not from their passion. They both instantly recognized the feel of the New God Phoenix entering the ocean waters at high speed.
They were approaching G-Town. Jun groaned, rolling over slightly to tear herself away from the Condor.
"Joe, we have to…"
He moved away, the reluctance on his face obvious, but understanding her reasoning. This interlude had temporarily satisfied him, and he was able to release her, as she grabbed her torn underwear. Jun replaced it as best she could before transforming to civvies and back to Birdstyle again, so that the garment appeared as if it had never left her body.
A deep rumbling sound heralded the opening of the door to the Docking Bay at G-Town. Jun unnecessarily smoothed her skirt with nervous hands, not sure how to look at her teammate, given what had just happened between them.
Joe breathed heavily, studying the blushing Jun while the taste of her lingered on his tongue. He quickly realized that far from fulfilling him, their actions of the past hour had only shown him the true source of his desires, and a need that was now greater than ever.
A need that could only be satisfied by the Swan.