i'm here for the giant robots

[shipsinker]

[So. In a world perhaps more similar to one where certain dumbass college students stole a top-of-the-line ship, there are giant robots because of course there are. Sure, there hasn't been a major war in years, just skirmishes carefully denied by all governments, but those giant robots are far more versatile than a giant warhead of a battleship.

The political and tactical details of the world at large are currently being lost on one redhaired pilot, because she's more interested in doing routine maintenance and eating her sandwich.

In her defense, it's a fucking delicious sandwich. But be that as it may, she's about to go on leave, so if anyone wanted to bother her before she finished work on the giant murderbot and gets the hell off base, now would be the time.]

Comments

[leastauspicious]

Don't think I won't walk out, Alazne...

[Well hello yes that lick seriously has him at attention in at least one way, to say the least.]

[shipsinker]

Never made good on that threat before.

[But fine, she'll relent and get down to business, so to speak. If he was expecting her to be anything but completely fucking merciless, even with her mouth on his cock, then he really hasn't been paying enough attention.]

[leastauspicious]

[And if she wasn't expecting him to basically plant a hand on her head and not try to basically ride this out then she doesn't know him either. I mean she's getting no small amount of gasping or groaning out of this but it doesn't mean he's not going to be aggressive as he usually is out of this.]

[shipsinker]

[She was, in fact, expecting that, and it is only getting her to be even more...thorough in how she's working him over. There is also a hand sliding quite stealthily up his thigh, because you know, she's pretty sure there are erogenous zones besides his dick.]

[leastauspicious]

[This is true, and it seems to have gotten his hips to shake some in surprise. If she sticks a finger up his ass he probably will kill her, though.]

Ah, damn, Alazne...

[shipsinker]

[That...had not crossed her mind, never fear. She is, however, going to hold his hips a bit more steady while she goes in for the kill, because that is going to suck otherwise.]

[leastauspicious]

[To his credit, the years of military training means he's capable of standing up through a hell of an orgasm without falling over, so with an audible bit of cursing she brings him to an rather intense orgasm.]

[shipsinker]

[That only means she's going to laugh at him, once she's swallowed. She can't help it, she kind of finds the cussing endearing.]

That's one for me, isn't it?

[leastauspicious]

Guess we'll have to see about evening out that score, then, won't we?

[Give him credit, the dude's spirited if a blowjob like that didn't instantly wear him out.]

[shipsinker]

[We're pretty sure Alazne would have broken a man with less spirit.]

Still got that much fight in you, huh? I wouldn't dream of backing down now.

[Which means she is finally leaning back on her elbows so he can actually reach her pants, because otherwise this isn't really getting anywhere.]

[leastauspicious]

I was hoping you'd say that...

[Then he's going to lean over her and just peel those pants off of her, taking his time in being as groping as humanly possible. He needs the moment to recover and if teasing fingers down into those yoga pants can fire her up, all the better.]

[shipsinker]

A--aaha, you say that like you expected me to say...anything else...?

[Given how much she's squirming, she's already pretty fired up and the groping is only adding fuel to that. She is going to reach up and yank him down into a damn near savage kiss, however, because she's under no obligation to let him get as much of an advantage as she just did.]

[leastauspicious]

[If she thinks a kiss is going to stop him from being a complete goddamn tease until he forces her to come up for air, then she doesn't know him well enough. It also probably should have occurred to her that he has two hands, and he can totally grope one of her breasts with the free one.]

[shipsinker]

[This was a slight miscalculation on her part, yes. By which we mean, she's pretty quickly forced to come up with a harsh groan and an equally hard shudder.]

[leastauspicious]

[Apparently satisfied with this turn of events, he'll stop groping her long enough to peel those pants off the rest of the way, kissing down her chest as he tries to move into position over her.]

[shipsinker]

X-xantii....

[Given how flushed she is, and how she basically moaned his name, she's definitely more than a little eager for this one. And might kill him if he elects now to get vengeance for her earlier teasing.]

[leastauspicious]

Been looking forward to this, then?

[Right then. Straight to it. I hope she wasn't expecting anything more than him just being a completely evil, making a merciless pace and then throwing it off with a rolling crack of his hips every so often. He's also going back to kissing and groping those breasts.]

[shipsinker]

A-ah! [And if he wasn't expecting her to respond to his pace with some incredibly sharp bucking and, when he starts being even more evil, some truly unfair roll-and-snap back on her end, we're gonna be worried about amnesia, seriously.

That kiss means she can't respond more than initial yelp, but it does mean she kisses back pretty incredibly roughly and deeply, tangling one hand in his hair and dragging the nails of her other hand down his spine.]

[leastauspicious]

[he shudders at the raking down his spine, which only serves to make his thrusts longer and more erratic for the moment, and then responds by pinching her nipples in retaliation. It seems nothing is going to slow his thrusts or keep him from just going as hard as he can.]

[shipsinker]

[If that loud, harsh cry she just gave when she had to come up for air is any indication, it's definitely getting to her, but she's not about to let him win, and she's drawing on every ounce of some rather impressive flexibility to do it. Given she's not really a dancer in more than a sense that she does so sometimes at parties, unlike some other people we could name, that flexibility speaks to the kind of combat training they...don't normally give pilots.

She's also dragging her nails further down, to the small of his back, and leaning up to bite and then suck at his neck to leave what is likely to be a truly impressive hickey. Sure, she's well on her way to be a shuddering wreck, and she couldn't hide that hard stutter in her hips when he pinches her nipples, but goddamn if she isn't going to win this somehow.]