Amaranthine

Nick woke up, taking a moment to revel in the feeling of all the places his skin met Gwyn’s. She felt so soft and warm and wonderful. It had turned out Nick’s new body was a bit of a sleep groper, and more than once since they’d begun to get really physical, he’d woken up to a hot and bothered Gwyn, frustrated and asking when he was going to cut out the foreplay and actually do something.

It had taken awhile for her to believe he really hadn’t been aware he’d been performing foreplay, but even after she had, she hadn’t accepted it as an excuse to not finish what he’d started.

This morning, though, it looked like he’d behaved enough that she hadn’t woken up, so he took her in. They way she glowed a bright, sharp green in his senses softened as she slept, painting her body for him in gradations of light and shadow. As always, she smelled amazing. He didn’t know if humans would agree with that, his sense of smell was definitely wired differently, but now, to him, everything about her smelled like home.

She grumbled as he squeezed her tight, slitting one eye open enough to glare playfully.

“Again? Sorry babe, but I’m still pretty sore….”

Oh shit, have I graduated to sleep smashing? That’s… dangerous.

He noticed the telltale glimmer of mischief in her eye and slapped sharply at her ass with a tentacle.

DICK

YOU KNOW I WORRY

“Yeah, and I also know you still think spanking me is a punishment,” she said, smile growing lewd as she rose, stretching and yawning.

Holy shit look at those….

Weirdly, as the pair had been having more sex, Nick had found himself more and more attracted to Gwyn’s excellent physical features. He wondered if his brain was rewiring itself to appreciate the things that were currently bringing him pleasure, instead of whatever his body had come pre-loaded with. He didn’t know, he didn’t even have high-school level biology, he was just happy his hat was becoming apt again.

He flicked at one of Gwyn’s big nipples, drawing a yelp out of her mid-yawn, and making her grab at her boobs protectively.

“Easy on the goods Mister!” she said, a cheeky smile telling him she didn’t really mind. It was more or less exactly the opposite of what she begged for when they were actually getting frisky anyway.

He let her get ready for the day while he headed out into the shared room, finding Salad munching away happily at his feeder. Rose looked at him enviously from the other side of the balcony window, and extending his focus a little bit, Nick could sense a frustrated Keeper heading their direction from the Stables. He went ahead and unlatched the door, letting the big cat bound in.

Salad watched her warily now that his Sanctum Sanctorum was breached, but the Cruma just padded over, sniffed once at the kibble, then walked over to scratch and yowl at Cait’s door, her claws screeching against the interior metal.

What’s even the point of having 4 bedrooms anymore, Nick thought, intuiting the cat had chosen that door because her ‘owner’ wasn’t spending the night behind her own, which was quickly becoming the norm.

The door flung open, and Rose scrambled backwards as a naked Cait sprinted after her, ignoring her mammoth claws to scoop her up like a baby.

“Yeah?” she said to the cats low growl. “This isn’t what you wanted? Well I didn’t want to get woken up by the screech of claws on steel! And I don’t even wake up!”

Rose’s tail thwipped around uselessly, even the legendary liquidity of cats unable to help her escape the nude Amazon’s grasp.

“Augh! Jesus Christ, Cait,” Gwyn yelled as she entered the room, hand up in front of her face as she blocked out the sight of Cait’s dangly bits. “If your dick is the first thing I see in the morning one more time, I’ll plug every hole you have with nanobots and leave them there for a week.”

“Promise?” Cait said, with a grin that didn’t reach her eyes. Nick had to applaud his girlfriend for coming up with a physical threat that Cait couldn’t just wave off. To prove it, she dropped the cat, and non-chalantly as she could, returned to her room to get dressed. Kennedy and Lira took her place in the living room, bleary eyed, but clothed.

“Damn, how’d you scare Cait, Gwyn?” Kennedy asked through a yawn, responding to the girl’s questioning eyebrow with a tap to the temple.

“Ooooohh,” Gwyn said in realization, then shrugged, smiling wickedly. “Just threatened to fill her up the way she does you two!"

“Mmm, that can’t be it,” Lira purred, matching Gwyn’s smile with her own, only lewded up to 11. “The way she fills us up makes me cum too much to be scary.”

“Ugh, you three are fucking impossible,” Gwyn said, giving up, unwilling to waste any more meta-brainpower on verbally sparring with unrepentant perverts. She picked Nick up, kissing his bill and holding him to her chest. “Breakfast, babe?”

I’M NOT READY TO GO BACK TO BED

YET

She took a second, then giggled, slapping at the spot she’d kissed a second earlier. “I like how flirty you are now that I’ve got your V-card.”

CORRUPTING WENCH

“That’ll be my villian name when I inevitably turn,” she replied, looking at the other women as Cait returned to the room, barely passable for public consumption. “You guys coming or are you actually going to have sex for breakfast?”

Cait looked hopefully at Kennedy and Lira. The redhead looked to Kennedy with the same puppy dog eyes Cait had, but they each just got a heavy eyeroll in return.

“Ugh,” Lira groaned, turning back to Gywn, “No, looks like I have to eat food instead of pussy this morning.”

They’d all just sat down in the dining hall, plates piled high with breakfast fare, when their comms chimed as one, save for Lira.

DS: Dawn Posse, you will be the advance party to the ARMOR mustering point on the border. Command is worried about pre-emptive strikes and I agree with them, so we’re putting heavy hitters (that’s you) in place to counter. Don’t worry, Dawn has DSM handled. The rest of AEGIS will join you shortly.

A map and itinerary was attached, having them leaving from the ready station in 3 hours.

“Holy shit Kennedy,” Cait complained, “Your mom looooves last minute changes of plan, huh?”

Kennedy waved her off, eyes still scrolling over the itinerary.

“I…. Don’t think this was actually last minute,” she said, tapping a line on the screen. “See here? We are taking Kevin with us. I think this was always the plan and not saying so was just operational security.”

DOES SHE THINK GWYN IS PART OF THE TEAM?

Gwyn was looking at the same message on her comm as the rest of the group, but broke her gaze to glare at Nick.

“Do you not?” She asked, voice level but ice cold.

Nick sensed Cait and Lira nodding animatedly in his direction, eyes wide with concern he might fall into the obvious trap.

OF COURSE I DO! He replied, endlessly grateful he had no facial or vocal tells to give away a lie. WE JUST HADNT TOLD HER YET.

“Hmmmm,” Gwyn said, squinting at him suspiciously. “Decent save. Anyway, either she figured it out or just wants me going anyway. Even if I’m not supposed to fight I could do a number on the tech ARMOR is bringing to the fight.”

“Should we…. Pack?” Cait asked, eyes flicking between her team members as she shoveled syrup laden pancakes into her face.

“Ohmygod, babe, read for once,” Kennedy said, tapping at a different line. “Samsara will drop off necessities once we arrive.”

“Hey, yeah, why don’t we just catch a ride on everyone’s favorite teleporter?” Cait asked, ignoring the suggestion that she read. She’d done enough of that in college.

“She can’t just port anywhere,” Lira explained through a mouthful of sausage, “Gotta have a karmic link to someone nearby. Plus I bet they’re worried Kevin would fuck with her powers.”

“Will they?” Cait asked.

“Fuck if I know. Maybe that’s why Swan doesn’t have me going.” Lira’s pretty face turned bitter.

Kennedy squeezed her shoulder. “C’mon, you know you’re way too valuable to risk on a warfront, babes.”

“Yeah, I do,” she sighed, then grinned mischievously at the group. “But still, since I assume Qi got the same message, I get to be mad that your mom is sending away all of my pussy.”