Intermission
The clanging of metal boots against the earthen floor. Heavy breathing
echoed constantly, occasionally interrupted by a sudden gasp. Suddenly,
a voice could be heard through the radio: "This is Jacobson, I've
found the Model W, but I'm pinned down... I don't know how much longer-
No!" The sound of gunfire, followed by static.
"Vent here, I've just lost contact with Jacobson," the young
member of the Guardians spoke. "He said he found the fragment before...
I'm transmitting his last coordinates to you now."
Aile was gasping as she gave a reply, "I've run into some trouble
on my end, how quickly can you be there?"
"I'm about ten minutes from the location- Do you need backup?"
Vent's voice carried over the airwaves.
"Negative; our primary concern is the fragment! Don't let Jacobson's
death be in vain," Aile reaffirmed.
"Jacobson's death?" laughed a maniacal voice. "What about
your own?!"
Aile, one of two young heroes of the Guardians chosen by the Biometals;
a relatively tall young woman, she stood at 5' 10", fully clad
in red armor. In her right hand, she held a beam saber, a green sword-like
weapon known to cut through solid steel; in her opposite hand resided
a small buster gun, useful against soft targets, but practically useless
against any form of armor.
She took a defensive stance as the speaker of the threat rushed towards
her, bring a scythe-like weapon down in a simple yet effective slashing
motion. Aile locked her saber with the scythe, then raised her buster
to fire, only to have her assailant kick it from her hands before she
could get a shot off. Aile brought her now free hand to her other, and
began to push back with her saber, forcing the assailant to retract
his scythe. Aile responded with a flowing-water cut, managing to take
a small chunk of her foe's armor off, revealing metallic skin underneath.
"Prometheus, I have what we came for, let's go!" Aile could
hear her attacker's radio.
"No!" She cried out as she rushed towards Prometheus, using
both hands to bring her saber upon him in a horizontal slice, only to
see him jump back.
"It seems the day is ours- A pity I don't have the time to finish
you, but it seems as though my scythe is the only one you'll be seeing
today," Prometheus laughed as he began to fade away. "Savor
your life, for next time we meet, it will end!"
Aile slashed at the air as Prometheus teleported away. In anger, she
dropped to her knees and punched at the ground, leaving a miniature
crater in the ground. She deactivated her saber as she picked up the
buster, then contacted the rest of the Guardians. "Aile here, all
units, abort and return to base immediately."
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Back on board the Guardian's airship, Vent was furious. "You were
less then twenty meters from the target! How could you let them get
away?!"
"Everyone did the best they could," Prairie interrupted. "What
more can you ask of them?"
"That's the fifth fragment we've lost this month! What was it you
said to me? 'Don't let Jacobson's death be in vain.', was it? Well guess
what happened!" Vent's words brought tears to Aile's eyes.
"Vent, that's enough!" Prairie was appalled that Vent would
place the death of a fellow soldier onto Aile's shoulders. "What
happened out there is no one's fault! Aile puts her life on the line
every bit as much as you do, and if it wasn't for her, you'd be dead
countless times over!"
Aile was still crying, entirely convinced that their failure was her
fault alone. With a sigh, Vent reluctantly admitted, "You're right;
I was just as late as anyone else. But... We were so close this time!
And to see it just slip from our hands like that... If only Giro was
still around, I'm sure he would know what to do."
Aile ran to her quarters with tears continuing to flow down her face.
After slapping Vent, Prairie quickly chased to console her.
A few minutes later, Prairie knocked on Aile's door as she called out,
"Are you alright?"
"I-I'm fine!" Aile cried, opening her door as she tried to
fake a smile. "Really, w-why wouldn't I be?"
"Why don't you sit down?" Prairie suggested as she entered
with a mug in hand. "I brought you some coffee."
"T-thanks," Aile wiped some tears from her eyes before accepting
the the drink, and sitting atop her bed.
"What happened out there today wasn't your fault," Prairie
went straight to the point. "I know it's not easy, watching those
around you die... But you can't blame yourself for their deaths."
"I don't, really," Aile sipped the coffee. "Honestly,
I know it's not my fault. Jacobson... G-giro..." Aile began to
cry again before muttering softly, "Mother..."
Prairie sat down beside Aile, and pulled her into a gentle embrace,
"Don't cry... I know it's difficult, but they wouldn't want to
see you cry."
"How do you do it?" Aile asked, wiping her still flowing tears
once more. "How do you always put such a strong face forward?"
"I have to; if I don't, then those who see me will be overcome
with a similar sadness," Prairie explained. "And, of course,
it helps to see your smiling face each day; it gives me the strength
to go on. So please... For all of us... Let us see your smile once more."
A few moments passed as Aile dried her tears once more. As she stopped
crying, she turned to her commander and spoke, "Prairie... Thank
you."
"I'd do anything to make you smile," Prairie replied with
a smile of her own.
"A-anything?" Aile asked.
Prairie simply nodded. Without a moment's hesitation, Aile pulled Prairie
towards her, and gave her a brief kiss before pushing her away, crying,
"I... I'm sorry! I just..."
"Don't be," Prairie silenced Aile with a kiss of her own.
For a few brief seconds, bliss raced through the minds of the two girls
as their tongues danced, each savoring the taste of the other's lips.
"P-Prairie?" Aile pushed away.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have taken advantage of you like that..."
Prairie said, to which Aile couldn't help but laugh. "What's so
funny?"
"Taken advantage of me?" Aile asked as she stuck her tongue
out. "I kissed you first."
Prairie though on it for a moment, "Hey! Y-you did! So... Does
that mean..."
Aile nodded. "Ever since I first saw you, I've wanted to do that...
But I was always afraid to. Every time I fight a falseroid, every time
my life is on its last thread... I think about you. It's not that I'm
afraid to die... It's that I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again...
And that gives me the strength to fight."
"You don't have to be
afraid," Prairie softly pulled Aile into a gentle embrace. "Everything
I have to offer is yours to take, even my body and heart...I said I
would do anything to make you smile, and I meant exactly that."
"Prairie..." Aile
whispered, "I... I want you."
"I'm already yours," Prairie replied as she began to disrobe.
The repliroid's synthetic skin shined with an exotic glow. Ample breasts
cast gentle shadows upon the commander's slender form, as her lovely
golden hair gently swayed back and forth. Aile could only stare in awe.
"With beauty such as your own, mine shouldn't surprise you,"
Prairie said, causing Aile's face to blush a beet red.
"Do you really think that I'm beautiful?" Aile asked.
"More so than anyone or anything else I've ever had the pleasure
of laying my eyes on," Prairie said as she lay down on Aile's bed.
"What do I do?" Aile asked with nervousness in her voice.
"Whatever you want," Prairie answered. "Although, you'll
probably want to start by taking off your clothes."
"Oh, right!" Aile chuckled before cautiously undressing.
Aile's form shone with a simple yet wonderful beauty about it; her modest
breasts gracefully overlooked her body. Her skin showed enough muscle
tone to make it obvious that she was a warrior, but did not betray her
feminine figure.
"C-could you talk me through this?" Aile asked, blushing brighter
than ever. "This... This is my first time."
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Prairie noted Aile's
apprehensiveness. "You don't have to do this, you know."
"No, I want this, I really do," Aile shook her head. "I'm
just not sure how good I'll be."
Prairie chuckled as she gently pulled Aile atop of her, "Don't
worry, you'll do fine. Just follow my lead."
Prairie began to kiss Aile sensually as she brought her hands to Aile's
breasts, gently kneading them in circles. The young woman moaned softly
as she gently bit Prairie's tongue.
"They're so soft, so heavenly," Prairie chuckled. "Perhaps
we should compare them to mine?"
Aile was confused, "What do you mean compa-"
Prairie pulled the two of them together, rubbing their breasts against
each other, causing Aile to gasp in pleasure, interrupting herself.
Aile felt as though she were in a living heaven as her breasts continued
to collide with Prairie's, sending waves of gentle pleasure through
their bodies.
"See Aile? You're a fast learner," Prairie moaned in pleasure.
"Now, for this next part, I just want you to relax, and let me
do all the work."
Aile nodded, "What are you going to do?"
"I was thinking I'd star with... this!" with that, Prairie,
gently plunged two fingers into the young hunter's cunt, but was careful
not to break her virgin barrier.
Aile howled in pleasure, then subconsciously began to suck on Prairie's
left breast. Prairie pushed her away briefly, "Just let the emotions
flow through you- like I said, let me do the work."
Prairie breifly retreated, only to place her hot, wet tongue between
the lovely valley formed by Aile's breasts. Slowly, Prairie sensually
licked across Aile's body, her tongue gliding downwards at a calm pace
that caused Aile to writhe madly in pleasure. After what felt like hours,
Prairie had reached her target: the pussy. She eagerly licked at Aile's
soaked folds, causing the young one to constantly moan in ecstasy.
"P-please," Aile managed to get out. "I-I want... Take...
M-me. Make... Me yours!"
"Are you certain?" Prairie asked. "It'll hurt a great
deal... Are you certain that's what you want?"
"Yes," was all Aile could manage to get out in her current
state.
"Alright... Don't be afraid to cry, I'll wipe away the tears,"
Prairie reassured her lover.
Aile screamed as pain and pleasure began to fight for control of her
emotions, causing feelings of terror and sanctuary to simultaneously
tumult through her body. She cried, but just as was promised, Prairie's
gentle hands wiped them away.
"Don't worry, the hard part is past," Prairie reassured Aile
with a soothing voice. "Now, you will only feel pleasure, I promise."
With that, Prairie took her hand, and began to rub Aile's sensitive
quim, first slowly, but quickly gaining speed. All the while, their
tongues parried in a lovely dance of oneness, sending Aile to the brink
of madness. Finally, with a scream which she feared the entire ship
would hear, Aile felt glorious release, a sensation beyond anything
she had ever felt before.
"N-now to return the fa-favor," Aile was gasping, hardly able
to breathe.
"Don't worry, you can do it tomorrow," Prairie said as she
pulled Aile atop her breasts. "But for tonight, sleep. You need
your rest."
"Mmmhm," was all Aile could manage. As she drifted off to
sleep, she managed to let out three final words: "I love you."
"And I you," Prairie said, gently stroking her lover's hair
as she herself slowly drifted into sleep as well.
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