Alright, so I'm slowly worming my way back up to a weekly schedule. Thanks for being patient with me guys.
Garrus tried to ascertain which direction would be the best for finding any sort of medicinal supplies for their ‘dear’ Captain. While he was certainly on friendly terms with the male, Garrus couldn’t help but feel a bit put off by everything that was happening. Yes, it was surely karma slapping him across the face; however, it was only natural as a human be to be upset over the treatment that he had been receiving. Taking a pause outside of the ship to pull out a lighter and one of the cigarettes he had on his person, Garrus only watched as snow drifted down about him and Tesla. Looking her over once, he knew the Yor’zvin customs all too well; Tesla was bound to his Captain and wouldn’t do anything to disturb that trust. Rolling his eyes in minor disgust at the stalwart devotion of Tesla’s race and the attitude that Lily had shown against him, he knew that he’d be relieving any ‘tension’ he might have with his hand until they got off this god forsaken rock. “Great…just what I needed, another extended period of being blue-balled.”
Muttering the line to him, he placed the cigarette between his lips. Swiftly inhaling, he felt the brief satisfying tickle of the smoke against the back of his throat. The rush of nicotine to his brain calmed him a bit, gave him time to actually think, though it felt like something else was in there. Exhaling and feeling all the bliss that he had a moment ago fade into nothing, the red headed male turned toward Tesla giving her reign over the situation. “Hey, you’re the one with experience out here, where do you suggest we go?” Tesla’s only reply was to raise her eyebrow slowly at the male, her black eyes shaping slightly into a ‘really now?’ expression before Garrus grasped the bridge of his nose between his fingers.
“Look, I’m sorry for the idiotic thing I did earlier. I was horny, stupid and saw a chance to make a great deal of money and possibly get laid. Forgive me if I thought that our Captain was on the same page as me on this one. Now can we please forget that event? We have a conceivably very short time to live, so let’s not make it any more uncomfortable by having a good man’s blood on our hands. I’d rather not have to tell Lily that Swabbie died because we were too busy arguing over my actions to do what we were sent out to do.” Annoyed and finally feeling his rope reaching an end, Garrus threw his hands into the air; the cigarette in his mouth reacting to the violent motion by falling head first into the snow. A brief sizzle was heard before the melting snow put the stick out, more than ninety percent of it had been yet to be burned. Forcing himself to remain calm, he couldn’t help but notice that Tesla was shaking lightly, her body in the grasp of humor.
“You think this is funny? I’m just trying to do what I can to make up for a past mistake alright? You think it’s cute that I have a physical addiction to cigarettes that I needed to feed and I wasted one of only six that I have? You think that’s cute, well guess what bitch it isn’t! I swear to God, you Yor’zvins have no idea how anything works outside of your own culture. You’re supposed to be their fucking princess and here you are laughing your ass off when one of us is about to die and another one is going insane.” At this point Tesla was laughing, the sound was quick, cheery and slightly higher than her normal speaking voice; it was probably the most annoying thing that Garrus had heard in his life, partially because it was directed at him. It took every ounce of control he had not to go berserk at the alien female; instead, he inhaled deeply. Cold air stung his throat and lungs, making it feel heavy before he breathed out once more and stared at her. “Got all your little giggles out?”
Tesla only waved her hand in front of her face a few times as the fit subsided, a rosy smile still accenting her cheeks. “Oh, Garrus, Garrus, Garrus. You should know by now that no woman is going to forgive you for trying to turn them into a possession. That might have worked on my planet, but you’re far too weak to claim even the weakest of one of us; the best you could hope for was being someone’s ass slave. Oh well, I have an obligation to save my Ashava, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fun at your expense. Anyway I would suggest we head the same way we went yesterday, there was a large clearing with a lot of plants. Anyone of them could be medicinal, so we’ll see if any of them match up to the description that Lily gave us for a penicillin producing plant.”
Garrus could only lower his head a little bit as he wrinkled his nose in distaste as Tesla’s statement. While he had to admit her words were true, it still grated his nerves that she was so nonchalant about the entire situation. Their march through the snow was little more than a brief getting to know each other session. There was much about the female no one knew yet, so Garrus took it upon himself to talk to her and figured she’d tell the Captain later. “So…you haven’t told us everything about yourself Tesla. I know that you’re a princess and all, but beyond that…no one else here knows anything about you. I thought one of the bylaws about the Ashava-Dasch relationship was that the Dasch had to let the Ashava know the ‘truest from of themself’. Garrus struggled through each step, even with the effects of gravity being abated by the boots, it was a trudge through the thick snow. Tesla on the other hand seemed to be almost skipping on the top of the snow, her feet barely breaking the surface as she walked along beside the pilot.
Yet, when his words about the Ashava-Dasch reached her slightly pointed ears, she sank a bit. A gasp of surprise leaving her lips as she began to wring her hands between each other. “How do you know about that? That information is forbidden to be passed to other species aside from the Yor’zvins and is considered sacred to us. Our species does not want others getting the ideas that they can turn us into willing slaves just by saving our lives in some event; there are extents to how far our ‘nobility’ will reach.” As she finished speaking the initial shock vanished as anger began to take control, the knowledge that Garrus had was beyond an average pilot. Something wasn’t right about him, he knew far too much about her culture. Knowing that an Ashava-Dasch relationship existed was one thing, but knowing all of the ins and outs was another.
Garrus on the other hand and went back to a bland expression, only letting the fact that he was slowly losing strength after his hours out in double gravity earlier combined with the trudge through the snow. “Knowledge is something that is often freely given or can be freely obtained. I’m not going to lie to you, I used to be a scholar and studied in many prestigious universities. The study of other cultures was of particular interest to me and extricated my wanderlust; regardless, your people have been studied by many scholars. Just be glad those who studied on the academic planet of Thoth are sworn to keep all information we’ve learned their secret from others. In fact…” Garrus paused for a second, opening his mouth and extending his tongue outward. As the fleshy pink appendage stuck out, Tesla could see a small glimmer at the base caught her eye. “That would be an implosion bomb, if I relay information I learned there to someone who wouldn’t already know the information or without being on Thoth…it will make sure that my head is eternally up my ass for the last few miserable seconds of my life. I really don’t feel like dying with the smell of shit in my nose.”
“So, you were a scholar on Thoth…I’ve heard about this planet of knowledge. They say even staying there for a semester costs more than most people will earn in a life time, so how is it that you managed to gain a great deal of information about my species in what I can assume is only a single course?” Tesla was intrigued by this, but she was also suspicious now; Thoth was an extremely exclusive planet and despite being the universal capital of knowledge, only a select few got into the place. Taking her time to emotionally balance herself once more, she stepped back over the snow carrying her weight so that she wouldn’t sink. Every few seconds she would look back at Garrus, waiting for the answer to her question. Yet it never came. “Well, aren’t you going to answer me?”
“Didn’t I just explain that I really didn’t want to die by having my head shoved up my own ass?” Garrus answered nonchalantly before pocketing his hands forcefully for added emphasis. “Anything that I can assume you don’t know, I can’t share with you. My personal life up to the point of living on Thoth is available to you; after that, all I can tell you is my work history and the damn of every woman I’ve had sex with in the last…six years. Which would be two.” Garrus snorted at the end of the statement, obviously disappointed in his record. Tesla responded to it with a short, I thought so, laugh before looking straight forward and leveling another question at Garrus.
“So, if you can’t tell me anything about Thoth, can you tell me about your parents?” It was an innocent enough question, but Garrus paused for a second. His hands clutching inside of his jacket before he responded abruptly.
“My mother was a prostitute and my father was a drunk with anger issues. I was put into a foster home before I could learn anything about them.” Pressing on, he tried to put some distance between himself and the now dumb-founded Tesla whom stared at his slowly-distancing back. All she could think about was how much ire and hate that Garrus seemed to have for everything, except for the Swabbie. She didn’t know what to think about it, but the obvious homosexual idea popped up into her head relatively quickly.
“Garrus? Do you prefer men by any chance?” Homosexuality was another thing on Tesla’s planet that was much more widely accepted rather than on Earth; seeing as both male and females can produce children, it is not uncommon for homosexual relationships to occur or even be encouraged. This was Tesla’s first time actively speaking to someone outside of her own planet about anything other than sex, so she wasn’t certain of most of the politics or what could be considered inflammatory.
As soon as her words reached his ears, Garrus whipped around placing his back to the woods now only about twenty feet in front of him. His face now burning red his rage, his teeth exposed in a grimace while his eyes had narrowed down to near slits. While the image was meant to be imposing, it was being offset by how ridiculous he looked trying to waddle through the snow towards Tesla. Reaching outward, he grasped her about the collar of her jacket giving her a death stare as he sank deeper into the snow.
“Listen up you stupid whore, I’m not so cock-gobbler that bends it over for other men. The only type of sex I’m interested in is sex with a female; now shut the fuck up. I’m tired of your damn questions, they aren’t doing anything for me and your interest in me is purely superficial at the moment.” The two glared at each other, before Tesla began to squeeze onto Garrus’s wrist; the male’s grasp immediate abating as pain surged through his entire arm. Moaning in pain, the male closed his eyes and completely released as he felt as if his bones were being shattered under the Yor’zvin’s vice.
“No, you listen Garrus. While I do not know what the word ‘whore’ means in your language. I can only assume that is derogatory in some shape. Your selfishness is beginning to grate on my nerves; so I would suggest you change your attitude unless you want to get a personal lesson in Yor’zvin combat practices. I appreciate your cooperation in trying to save the Captain’s life; however, I can only assume that you are doing this for your own gain. It is apparent that you fear the leadership position and are handing it over to our Captain as a means of escaping it. You are nothing more than a pathetic self-serving worm. Now do your job or I’ll do it for you.” Pushing Garrus away from her body, Tesla continued to gaze down at him, watching him tumble down into the snow.
Infuriated by Tesla’s correct analysis of his ideals, Garrus stood up rubbing his wrist and wiping the snow off of his body. Gradually reaching into his pocket and drawing out the velocity-knife that had been on his person from the beginning. Holding the blade downward and feeling the miniature engine in it igniting, he bit his lip, no longer able to bar his anger or desires. “Fuck off you stupid bitch, fuck you, fuck the Swabbie and fuck Lily. So what if I don’t want to be in charge, so what if I had different plans. I’ve been trapped on trading vessels for far too long and haven’t had a good round of sex in a while. So bend over or I’ll see to it that there was an ‘accident’ out here.”
“You’re no more threat to me with that blade than when you on your ass in the snow Garrus. I would suggest handing it over unless you want to feel the sharp end tickling your spine through your ass.” Tesla dropped her shoulders, letting her body relax as she got ready for a fight; she could already see Garrus tensing up, a rookie mistake. He was no warrior, she had nothing to fear from him at all, it would be short and quick. All she needed to do was disarm him, something she had been trained to do since she was five. Yet, maybe some toying around would be called for. After all, this man had contemplated putting her into slavery.
“Fuck you!” Garrus shouted, leaping from the snow and rushing her. Every movement was laborious and pathetically easy to read; how this man thought he had even the slightest chance against her, Tesla would never know. She continued to wait and found him getting close enough to swing, though she gave him credit for not swinging as soon as she got into arm’s reach. Garrus’s free hand was almost touching her own when he stabbed, Tesla stepped out of the way letting the blade fly just by her side. Cursing weakly, she realized she had been a bit too used to fighting with less clothing and her movements weren’t as fluid as she wanted them to be. Still, Garrus’s stabbed hadn’t even touched her clothing.
“You are too slow, come on drop the blade.” Tesla taunted before Garrus surprised her, tossing the blade behind her back and catching it in his freehand prompting her to duck down as he slashed at her from behind. Ok, that was a good move, she would admit. So the bastard could think on his feet, but his reaction times and speed were so dismal that she may as well have been fighting a child on her home planet. Garrus’s swings continued on, it was a sad sight to watch him swinging as he was, she was positive he was going to end up slashing one of his own legs open, though it never happened. Growing annoyed, she decided that she had should just end this now. “Enough.”
Tesla dipped down on one of his full extended swings, closing the gap between her and Garrus in an instant. Leaning in, her right hand shot forward colliding with Garrus’s solar plexus. The male felt all his air leaving him, breathing becoming impossible as a ball of pain erupted at the point of impact. What he thought was some spoiled brat was truly a honed warrior who just struck a critical point of her opponents body. Gasping and trying to reclaim his air, he couldn’t even bend down before Tesla continued her assault. Several rapid body blows rampaged through his torso, a vicious series of kidney punches echoed behind each other.
Garrus could feel his mind being taken to the brink and while he tried to scream, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. Every blow stole more air from his lungs, but more pain stacked on each other, but all he could manage was a short, squeaky noise from the punches. After the fourth blow collided into his kidney, his fingers relinquished the blade. Falling in a spiral to the ground, it dropped straight into the snow where it continued to run for the duration of Garrus’s beating. Finally his head bowed to his pain as he tried to breathe; however, as it dipped Tesla’s knee was rising up to meet it.
Momentum and gravity took control as the two bodies met with a powerful reaction. Garrus’s head shot up as he nearly went to his tip toes; eyes lolling back in his skull just before noticing that Tesla’s elbow was flying at his jaw. He heard the impact but couldn’t feel it, all the pain in the body had overloaded him, putting him into a border-line blackout state. As Tesla’s elbow passed by his jaw, she twisted once more, watching the trajectory of his fall and slamming her heel between his eyes. At this point Garrus completely passed out, flailing backwards like a rag doll into the snow. Still, his body tried to draw in air, making it seem like he was struggling for breath as he laid there. Tesla barely glanced at him before walking over to where the knife was now laying in the snow.
“Seems you are just about as useful in battle as you are with everything else Garrus. For your own sake, I hope you have something larger than average down below.” Tesla murmured to herself before twisting the knife around in her fingers, only to find a menacing row of teeth in her line of view. Gulping, she looked up and saw it was the beast from earlier right in front of her. A timid laugh full of fear escaped her lips as she looked at the monster, then noticed it staring at the knife. Snapping its teeth together, it swung one of its front paws with its claws facing the opposite direction, knocking the knife away and leaving Tesla unharmed.
“Ok…nice…dog…thing…let’s not do anything hasty.” Tesla spoke, but was already mentally kicking herself as she doubted that the creature could understand her at all. It snapped its teeth together once again, before raising up a paw; the next thing Tesla knew was that she was knocked off her feet after getting slapped by the creature. Laying there, she pretended to be dead, hoping that the beast was only interested in live prey.
Elsewhere, Swabbie had finally come to enough to look around his surrounding; his eyes constantly scanning around the room, trying to ascertain what exactly was going. His head was throbbing violently, his body aching from the wounds that the beast had given to him, sweat was pouring out of him and yet he couldn’t help but find himself worrying about Tesla and Garrus. While he had heard Lily’s voice several times, usually from the area of the kitchen and over the sound of the facet running; he had yet to hear either one of the other two’s voices. Grunting, his empathy took control of his common sense as he began to lean up; an intense burning sensation arouse from his chest before he screamed in agony before collapsing back down.
Something that sounded a lot like a cup shattering rang out from the kitchen before he saw Lily rushing over to him. The human female’s warm hands touched Swabbie’s face worriedly while her eyes scanned the wounded area and his face contorted in pain. “Captain…please you shouldn’t strain yourself, your injured. Don’t move please, you need your rest.”
“Garrus….Tesla…where are they?” The Swabbie replied through labored breathing, but obviously with no real concern over his own well-being at the time. Looking up, Lily’s eyes grew a little larger in shock at his reply before biting her lip and stroking his forehead.
“They went out to find you some medicine about an hour ago. We’re hoping that we’ll find some type of medicinal plant out in the wilderness. I’m sure you’ll heal without, but any increase in speed to your body’s immune system is preferable to letting you suffer or worse, leaving it completely to chance that you might die. Who knows what that beast has gotten into that might be violating your body right now.” Saying this, she smiled lightly, though her worry filled eyes betrayed the sentiment. Swabbie noticed this, grasping her hand as his wounds tortured him in a few surging waves.
“I’m sure I’ll be fine no matter what, hell I went down to Mexico when I was sixteen and ran with the bulls. I got gored by one of them through my stomach, doctor’s said my body was already fighting to heal itself when they got me stitched up; said it was unlike anything they had ever seen in humans. Told me I was lucky to be alive, so I don’t think I’m gonna die from a few shallow cuts like this. Though, it burns to all hell and makes me think I just might die.” Swabbie laughed, wincing in pain after only a few rounds which caused Lily to giggle in response.
“Swabbie….”
“Please, you can call me by my real name. I think you at least deserve that much since I’ve always looked at you as someone special and now you’re taking care of my dumb ass. My folk’s named me Nathaniel, though anyone that ever used my name always just called me Nathan. My last name is Blackholm, apparently somewhere in my family’s history wherever our homestead was, was burned to a crisp. They said that the remains stood for about twenty-five years before collapsing on themselves, my family just decided to take that as a sign and changed their surname to Blackholm in respect.” Nathan spoke quietly, trying to recall all the ends and outs of the story, though he didn’t know much.
“Well, I like the name. Not sure I would have pegged you as a Nathan though.” Lily said with a brief snicker before slowly wrapping her other hand around his. It felt cold, but yet still so strong and rough between hers. As she clamped a little tighter, she could feel the individual calluses on his palm; each little bump telling a story of a life full of hard manual labor. Smiling, she couldn’t help but think that it suited him. Unable to imagine him as anything more than someone who spent his life doing manual labor, the worry in her eyes faded before she leaned down pressing her lips against his temple. “Umm…Captain…let me whip you off real quick. You’re burning up so I should run some water over you and keep you hydrated so you don’t die from dysentery or diahydration.”
Blackholm only nodded for a moment slowly untangling his fingers from Lily’s hand and sitting up. The very movement was all but misery for him, but he toughed through it; knowing that he wouldn’t be able to drink anything laying down. Besides, he needed to deal with the pain somehow, how was he going to be an effective leader otherwise? While he worried that he could possibly reopen his wounds, they were situated a little too high to be controlled by his stomach movements. So, so long as he didn’t start sprinting or trying to punch something, he figured he’d be alright.
Sitting there shirtless, he felt the tingle of his solid abdomen rippling beneath him as an itch situated itself just below his wounds. Grumbling, he neglected to do anything about it and felt that particular spot driving him insane. While he knew that if he went to scratch it, his wounds would tear open again, ignoring it seemed like a fate worse than death. Still, he persevered and calmly waited for Lily to return so he could get her to scratch it for him. After what felt like an eternity, she returned and looked at him, sitting almost nude on the bench before cocking her eye brow slowly. Aggravated by how stubborn he was, she bit her tongue before walking next to him.
“Couldn’t you have just laid still in bed, it would have been better for your body you know.”
“Yeah, but then I’d feel like some lazy-good for nothing and that’s the last thing I want.” As he shot her a cocky grin, Lily shrugged before noticing his discomfort.
“Something wrong?”
“Yeah, I’ve got a bitch of an itch just below my lowest slash mark, can you get it for me? I don’t want to reopen any of these.” Commenting on this, he was elated when Lily reached down and slowly drug her nails across the surface of his flesh just above the right portion of his hip. As relief passed through him, a chill went up his spin when he felt the chill of the moist rag run over his skin. Watching her work, Nathan was surprised at how easy she made navigating his wounds look. Not only was her touch gentle, but she even managed to run the cloth over his wounds without drawing anymore irritation than a slight breeze would at this point. “Lily…did Captain Sorison ever get you trained as a nurse?”
Lily paused for a moment, causing Nathan to mentally smack his own face. He should have known better than to bring up the subject of her fallen father right now. Much to his delighted surprise though, Lily went right back to work without much of a change on her countenance and even replied to him calmly. “Yes, Sorison did get me some basic training in the field of nursing and what I didn’t learn in school…I could pick up from text books. I’ve always wanted to be a doctor to tell you the truth, though I’ve never had the money to pay for the schooling or the time to do so. Helping people has always been a dream of mine, though ‘some’ people out there are beyond help.” Stating the last bit with a bit of disgust behind it, Nathan tried to guess who she was referring to, only to give up and look into Lily’s eyes.
“Thank you…for doing this for me. I know I wasn’t always the best guy to you back on the ship…or even really around to acknowledge you existed, but I want you to know I appreciate everything you’ve done.” Glad for the alone time and the pleasant moment they were sharing, Blackholm made ready to lay back down, only to find Lily’s hand closing around his once more.
“Why don’t you thank me later. Right now there is the little problem that I think I should take care of. You see, sexual frustration can halt the process of healing and seeing as you’re unable to do for yourself…allow me to help you relieve anything that might be pent much from Tesla’s flaunting earlier.” Nathan was taken aback by the words he had just stream from Lily’s innocent mouth, trying not to stammer as he felt her brush his hand up through her short blonde hair. Unable to really process an answer, he nodded slowly before feeling Lily’s hands cup his face and their lips press together. He had to admit, while Lily wasn’t as good of a kisser as Tesla, her kiss had much more feeling and was definitely more intimate.
She’d lightly scrape her teeth across his lips, teasing him with a playful nip before winking at him. At this point, Nathan couldn’t tell if Lily was actually telling the truth about sexual frustration slowing the healing process or if this was a load of bullshit to get into his pants. Still, he wasn’t about turn down some sexual gratification that didn’t require any work on his part, or wasn’t likely to get him killed. As their lips connected again, Nathan took the moment to let his tongue slide into her mouth. Lily almost pulled back, her face turning bright red from embarrassment as her cheeks flushed wildly. That embarrassment subsided in a few moment, accepting the Swabbie’s tongue inside of her mouth and letting it encircle hers.
How Lily wanted to just climb into his lap and encircle her arms about him, to touch his chest and to say his name as he made her body his. She had been attracted to him since he had boarded the ship, he was so different from all of the horn-dogs on board, he actually had a sense of respect and she wasn’t just the crew’s bitch. Nathan was something she hadn’t expected, he generally treated her like an equal and despite never being around much and only knowing him for about a month, that had made all the difference. She was willing to open up to him and give herself over; while she wasn’t at the point of a be all, end all yet; Lily wasn’t going to throw out the option any time soon.
God, it was driving her insane to be unable to freely explore his wonderful body. Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the broadness of his shoulders against her forearms, her hands locked onto the sharp slope of his jaw. What she wouldn’t have given to be doing this under the best of conditions, but she wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. She had alone time with him now and an excuse to give into her desire; she could get off now, even if she couldn’t put him inside of herself yet. She could still touch herself while pleasing him. Suddenly, she felt Nathan’s tongue depart from her mouth, his lips lingering for a second before kissing her forehead. Wanting to kiss a little bit more, she frowned, but nodded slowly understanding the sweet gesture that her captain had just passed on.
“Well…seems the pleasurable part on my side is done, so let’s get down to the part that is pleasurable solely to you. Selfish bastard.” She teased lightly, running her hand over the top of his buzzed, brown hair. Nathan watched as she got down to her knees, slowly kneeling before him and pulling at the boxers around his waist; while she and Tesla had snuck a quick grab earlier, she was still surprised when she saw his size. Earlier he hadn’t been aroused and she could have mistaken his ‘trouser snake’ for a rat, now it was nearly poking her nose. Swallowing the saliva in her throat, she noted his cock now fully erect was somewhere between twenty-three and twenty-five centimeters and not exactly finished growing. Feeling the rush of temerity subsiding from earlier, she gingerly grasped Nathan’s shaft.
Feeling the light touch around his manhood, Nathan only watched, not really believing what he was seeing. This moment seemed to be nothing more than a dream, something that his over-active imagination cooked up in his feverish state; however, when he felt her tongue run up the backside of her manhood, he knew it was no dream. A short release of air signaled his surprise as the pleasure overtook any pain he had been feeling at the moment. Her tongue was like magic running across his dick, the warmth of the pink appendage combined with how it was now coating his manhood in moisture was driving him crazy. It had been far too long since his last sexual encounter.
Glancing down, he watched her without saying a word, his lips only parting to issue small cries of pleasure as Lily worked wonders on his too long neglected penis. Her eyes met his, her lips wrapped gently against his left testicle while the right was cupped in one hand, his shaft being stroked casually. It was nearly too much for Nathan as her tongue glided between the crease; the stimulation causing his insides to nearly boil over. Glad he had started this nearly naked, he knew he would be clawing any clothing on his body off by this point.
Lily’s fingers crept up to the tip of the Captain’s manhood, each of them slowly massaging at the most sensitive point with her fingertips. Each soft push rubbing him just right as the wide head was touched from four different points, A soft pop echoed through the room as she sucked on his balls for an instant than released the suction; licking her lips, Nathan pondered if she actually liked the way he tasted. At least, he did for about a millisecond before one of her hands wrapped around the base of his cock, the other cradling his testicles gently. “Now for the really good part, try not to cum too fast Nathan. I doubt you’ll be able to enjoy anything like this again anytime soon.”
“If I have anything to say about that, then I’ll have to respectfully disagree with you.” Blackholm smiled back when Lily teased him about his endurance, just before her tongue ran up the length of his entire cock. The warm muscle snaking around his entire cock, touching every point, exploring every ridge and vein with guided grace and while it wasn’t as forceful as he would have liked, he wasn’t about to say a word to the female pleasuring him. Pulling his manhood to the side, her tongue lapped against the side before teased the tip with a gentle kiss, her mouth slowly opening and plunging the head into her mouth.
Nathan’s head rocked backwards, tilting around in a full circle as the orifice wrapped around him like a piece of velvet cloth. Suddenly, it contracted down around him HARD. As Lily sucked in her cheeks, she felt his member already quivering, the desire and need to release growing in him. His pre-cum had already dribbled out onto her tongue, which she swallowed with no hesitation letting the slightly bitter liquid flow down her throat as she continued. Not used to such things, she found herself wanting to gag, but kept up appearances.
Every few seconds, she’d accent her sucking by running her tongue along Nathan’s cock-head. Gradually, the male couldn’t help but move along with her, his hips picking up off of the mattress, while his arms braced themselves against the edge. Sweat glistened lightly on his forehead, while he licked his lips concentrating on the carnal knowledge he was receiving from Lily’s mouth. Alarm rocketed through Lily’s eyes when she felt his hips rotating gently, the extension moving around in her mouth.
Getting used to it, she was happy that the Swabbie was able to move like this. Going down deeper, she took half of his manhood down her throat; however, it seemed that Nathan had other ideas. His hips bucked suddenly and she found herself in an impromptu deep-throat; nearly choking on the largeness of the male. Gagging, she wrapped her fingers around his waist, pushing away lightly as her face turned an even brighter red than earlier. Gracefully righting herself, she pulled herself back up to tip of his cock, greedily inhaling air while the sloppy sounds of her spittle being drawn in and out of her mouth sounded out. Sucking in one final time, she pulled up then spat onto his cock, rubbing the mixture of pre-cum and her salvia over his penis.
“And you were amazed when I told you I could be frisky. Look who was talking mister throat fucker.” Lily shook her head with a laugh, before diving back into the blowjob. Her lips parting like the curtains to a main attraction before she dove back down to her previous depth at half-way down his manhood. Sucking with precision now, she made sure that her tongue continually worked over every inch of Nathan’s cock that she could get out. At one point, Blackholm swore that her tongue had circled around his entire manhood and was acting like a serpent constricting its prey. As he felt himself getting closer and closer to cumming, her grip on his testicles increased.
“Oh fuck! I’m going to cum Lily!” Nathan screamed before Lily pulled back and felt one final mighty convulsion rock through the Captain’s body and manhood. Orgasming violently, Nathan began to pant as white ropes of goop went flying through the air, splattering across Lily’s face. The female looking up happily as his seed had gotten into some of her bangs and was hanging between her eyes, down her nose and just below her lips. Snickering gently, she sucked at Nathan’s cock a little bit more, cleaning him before happily standing and wiping off her knees.
“Well, you did good for an injured man. Now then, let me clean this crap off of my face before getting you cleaned up again, then I want you to lay down and sleep ok?” Lily did exactly as she said she would, which Swabbie didn’t complain about and merely crashed down on the bed, his now limp manhood still coated in her salvia and the feeling of orgasm lingering on him.
Meanwhile, Garrus was slowly waking up on the outskirts of the forest, it had only been about twenty minutes, but he could have sworn he had been unconscious for at least a few hours. Looking up, he was only greeted with the beast that had knocked Tesla to the ground hovering over him. Its vicious set of fangs bared as it continually let out a low growl towards the barely awake pilot. Pain was still barreling through his brain as Garrus looked up at the creature before tilting his head towards the ever darkened sky. “God, if you are out there…I just want you to know one thing and one thing only. Fuck you….fuck you forever.” At this point, Garrus was more than willing to accept he was going to die, staring up at the beast as it looked him over; the three sets of eyes casually looking him over.
Listening to the sniffing sounds that occurred, the monster’s head reared back as it snapped its teeth in a borderline frenzy, stomping around the general area of Garrus causing the pilot to soil himself. The foul smelling stench of urine filling the air around him as the creature looked down at him, each of its eyes slanting at him before straddling his body and roaring at him. Not knowing what the creature wanted, he scrambled backwards getting up to his feet where the beast just stared him down. Several moments passed before Garrus noticed it lifting up its forepaw. Staring at it, he wondered what was going on before the creature backpaw’ed him, sending him flying about two meters away from the monster’s body. Snorting it looked back towards Tesla, then at Garrus before shambling back off into the woods.
Garrus laid on the ground for a moment, not anymore hurt than he had been previously, but somehow felt much less of a man than he had before the creature had hit him. Pushing himself up out of the snow, he noticed that Tesla was sitting some distance away holding the velocity knife. As he rubbed the side of his face and looked towards the woods, he mumbled to himself. “Ok…so they met a vorshilder….I’m just going to chalk that up to our massive bad luck.” As he grumbled, he still touched the side of his face before he realized something and looked back over to Tesla. “Did….did I just get bitch slapped by a animal?”
“If it makes you feel any better asshole it did the same thing to me. Now get your sorry ass up and help me decide on a different direction to head in. By the way, might want to put some snow in your pants, piss stains aren’t that attractive.” Garrus could only blush in embarrassment, his face nearly turning purple before he scrambled up and looked around himself; they were still only left with the same options from earlier.
A. Proceed east towards the mountains.
B. Proceed south into what appears to be a wasteland.
C. Proceed North into the field of Dosrochire flowers
