OOCS, Into A Wider Galaxy, Part 643

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The Dauntless

The guard patrolling through the building raises an eyebrow as a softly giggling gaggle of long eared women. He gestures to the door.

“The family is expanding.” The Phosa woman says with a grin.

“Oh for the love of...” The Guard says and starts pounding on the door. “HEY! This isn’t the place for that! Get a proper room!”

“This IS a room!” Christos calls back.

“I have the authority to rip the walls down if you don’t comply! You got five minutes you hear me?”

“Very well human. We shall not forget this!”

“I’m a Tret and a new recruit. And you better not forget this, this is a meeting area and processing centre, not a love hotel!”

Funnily enough it’s the next room over that opens up first with the well kissed face of the man in there showing up. “You-”

“We heard you dressing down Christos and his girls. Me and my women are getting ahead of that.”

“Indeed, I need to see where I’m going to be visiting, and figure out a few pointers to pass to Mori when she gets here.” Thera’Satha says with a lascivious wink.

That said she bundles up Vlad and starts moving out. Then pauses. “Ladies, please? I know I’m a bit much but...”

“Oh no no darling, we just wanted to see where you’d go and what you’d do. Enthusiasm is a wonderful trait.” Callista says. An Alfar woman who’s tattooes are of blood red flowers with thorns whispers something into Callista’s ear and the Mnenmi woman giggles before smacking her on the shoulder. “Amalee, stop!”

“Oh you know she’s going to. We all did it!”

“Yes, but that’s because he’s as cute as he is competent and I’ve seen him do trickshots around corners with kinetics, plasma and lasers.” Callista says.

“Oh goodness, when do you think he’ll have another competition with the other snipers? They’ve gotten such weird tricks techniques and weapons.”

“Especially that one who’s trying to be a sniper with thrown weapons.”

“He was sharing techniques with Vladdie dear.”

“I’ve figured out how to get something thrown out to sniper ranges, it’s just the trick of doing it with improvised weapons is still beyond me. That sucker can snipe with a manhole cover and then get you through the gaps with chopsticks. Not quite there yet.” Vlad says with a grin.

“Wait, why is sniping called that?” Thera’Satha asks as she starts to leave with him and the family in close pursuit as Vlad explains a little bit of Earth history.

•-•-•Scene Change•-•-• (Building Eight Fourth Floor, Apartment 437, Undaunted Residential Buildings, Undaunted Territory, Centris)•-•-•

“I could see you actively cool when you were outside, what was wrong?”

“Live drone showed up. Any time delay on a broadcast means I don’t have to see the audience, but it can distract and disturb if I can.”

“Oh?”

“Nothing like seeing the faces of little girls developing far too early to put me off the mood. Any idea how we can find it again?”

“Oh I have ideas.” Thera’Satha says. “But first, why did the others not follow us in?”

“Because the ones that like watching are currently busy. Which is why the camera is going to be on for their later pleasure.”

“Oh? Hmm... care to help me find out exactly where my own... desires are?” Thera’Satha asks him before leaning close.

The armoured vest with secure ammo pouches, grenades and knives is hefted off a torso made of whipcord muscle under a thin layer of fat. He didn’t look powerful until he started moving, then the highly defined musculature showed itself. “How about this?”

He puts his hands behind his head and weaves his fingers together before flexing his entire upper body. Causing his his every muscle to jump up from his normal relaxed state to a powerful definition. Her eyebrows are up, smile wide and she briefly licks her lips.

“I think that it’s a good thing that the dear sorcerers can get me back and forth from here to Serbow so quickly. Because I have a meeting in five hours, and fully intend to be late and fresh from my time with you sir.” She notes before she starts slowly turning her tail around as she turns to the side.

“And what does that do?” Vlad asks before there is a nearly inaudible clicking noise and she opens her legs wide before bringing them together. A small, lacy red bit of silk falls to the floor. “I see.”

She then rolls her shoulders in opposite directions and arches her back in just such a way that there is a slight play of cloth and suddenly her breasts dip ever so slightly. She smirks before quickly reaching into her shirt and pulling out her matching red silken bra. “Ah, there we are.”

“Well then, if the style is ‘almost appropriate in public’ then I won’t start clashing.” Vlad says unzipping his pants but making no movement for his belt.

“I have a question mister reciprocal senses.” Thera’Satha asks as she saunters up with such an exaggeration that if anyone were standing beside her they’d be sent flying from the sheer impact of her hips.

“And what would that be?”

“What do you taste when I do this?” She asks suddenly squatting down and reaching for his crotch. The fact that he’s already at half mast and very, very quickly fully erect tells her she’s working just right. A kiss to the head of his penis leaves a slight stain of her lipstick before she opens her mouth and lightly licks the tip.

“You know what? I want you to guess what part of you I’m tasting, and why I have no issue doing THIS.” He says grabbing her by the horns.

“Oh! Assertive!” She says before he pulls her in and she takes his entire length in her mouth. Her arms wrap around his thighs and she lets out a humming noise as she sucks as shard as she can, keeping her breathing regulated and applying a little more pressure with each short inhale through her nose. She then adjusts her grip and slowly pushes away. She has to fight the pressure, but it’s not at a crazy level. But it is enough for there to be an audible pop and for her to see that he’s so thoroughly turned on now that a little kiss right to the underside of his penis is enough for just a little treat to come out. She licks it off like a melting cream treat.

“... So you’ve been keeping your own washed.” He says and she giggles.

“Oh... so it is reciprocal, but I didn’t get to feel anything when you got the full flavour experience, how mean.”

“I’m sorry dear, it also means I’m about to get a second taste, when you’ve only had me once.” He says as he guides her to standing upright and then walking backwards into a chair. He kneels down and guides his hands up along her inner thighs to slowly lever her legs open.

“Free sample over darling, time to pay full price for your meal.” She says and he leans forward, under her business skirt and then she can feel the slight scratchiness of his stubble against her thighs moment before his lips meet her lower lips.

The fire building in her flares a little as he gives her a little lick after the kiss and he leans furhter in as his tongue starts going into her, poking around, tasting her, sampling her up and down and it almost feels like he’s...

She jolts a little as he finds what he was looking for. “Oh dear you’re...”

He finds it again. And then again and again. She lets out a deep moan of satisfaction as he commits the place to memory and then starts searching again. More along the outside and... finds his second target.

“Oh my you are!” She begins before he nuzzles it slightly with his nose to really lock down where her clitoris is and then she pants a little. “Practiced.”

Then he gives it a downright delicate nibble that causes her to lock her legs together around his head. Her left shoe goes flying and her right is hanging on by the toes. “A moment... I need...”

His hands find her rear and he picks her up with his powerful hands and tilts her ever so and she screams with pleasure as he uses the tip of his nose and his tongue to attack both places at once and she goes limp for a moment as she tries to stand, slips on her still partially on high heel and there is a stumble as she crashes to the floor but barely feels it as there were spots in her eyes beforehand.

“Are you alright he asks, coming up with a streak of wet down his face and a look on his face that says he’s still deciding if this is funny or concerning.

“Just a... woo...” Thera’Satha says before smiling. “And you’re still getting to know me! Oh this is... you’re going to make me forget my own name before this is over with?”

“Your name? Lady, I’m going to make you forget your language.” Vlad says with a grin.

“Oh... bring it human. I want to see just how incoherent I can be during the next business meeting. It’ls be a powerful statement if I can still get the better of them while babbling.”

“Well then-” Vlad says offering his hand to help her up. “To the couch!”

“The couch? Not the bed?”

“We’re overdressed for the bed.”

“True...”

“And under-dressed for the balcony.”

“Oh?” She asks.

“Also it’s bit about mechanics, fucking you from behind in public is harder to do with a tail in the way.”

“Oh damn my ancestors. How could they leave me so ill-equipped?”

“Don’t worry, we can make due.”

•-•-•Scene Change•-•-• (Building Five Second Floor, Apartment 222, Undaunted Residential Buildings, Undaunted Territory, Centris)•-•-•

“So all Undaunted Soldiers get free residency on Undaunted Property, but if they want more privacy or room they have to look elsewhere.” Warli’Satha asks.

“Yep, and it’s mostly used as a place to crash when you have a heavy patrol or duty schedule. But a lot of recruits like these places because a huge number of them are young men leaving the stifling care of their families for the first time in their lives.” Christos explains.

“Good.” Bruna’Rella states. “Now, myself and my rival have had a debate as to HOW we will be competing like this. How as far as our dear daughters to be are concerned, we are the dearest of friends and they will never hear a cross word from us. Whoever causes our children to learn that we are competing is the most definitive loser of our competition. Even if she had won every other little contest till then.”

“And speaking of the contest.” Warli’Satha interrupts. “I have won the initial little engagement, and I am going first. Then Bruna, then we shall see who lays the swiftest. Then the second time she shall go first, followed by myself to lay the swiftest.”

“And of course we shall both see whom is more casually fertile.” Bruna’Rella says.

“There is of course the question of who lays the most eggs.” Warli’Satha contiues.

“The most beautiful eggs.”

“And...”

Christos cuts off Warli’Satha with a kiss as his hand goes out and grabs a handful of Bruna’Rella’s ass.

“Girls. The more you talk about the competition the less I want to be part of it. Thankfully though I have some special tattoos to help with this.”

“Why would you need that?” Bruna’Rella asks and he goes to move his hand and she grabs his wrist and firmly places his hand back on her ass.

“I’m a medic. Some days I see things that really, really stick in the head. So a little extra kick to get started so I can forget it all the sooner.” He says before pulling away from both of them and a bit of Axiom has his clothing teleport into his arms. He tosses it into a chair. The tribal markings around his thighs flush with Axiom and he’s suddenly fully, almost painfully erect. “Are we doing this? Or are we just talking?”

Both noblewomen are currently staring at him in stunned amazement.

“... we’re in a porno.” One of them whispers. Or perhaps both.

“I’m in the porno. Now are we going to do this or not?”

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