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Mercs: Back At the Ranch

Alicia Black​

The comm room was Sherlock's haven. Not many people bothered coming in here so she had it all to herself for long stretches of time. Everyone had some place like that though. Unlike some she didn't bar people from coming in. She didn't have her own workstation set up though. And she'd made a point to tell everyone if they touched it she'd put a bullet between their eyes without a second thought. It wasn't that she was selfish, but her contact's information was stored on it. And even though she kept all the important information on her at all times, she wouldn't let risk putting any of them in danger. Most of them risked a lot by talking to her as it was.

Removing the small ear-bud from her ear, Sherlock turned off the music she'd had playing in the comm center. She'd been keeping an eye on the camera's set up around the perimeter and checking a few of her channels for news about jobs that would be interesting to the group. It wasn't really her job. Ace picked the jobs, but she did send interesting tidbits his way when she found them.

She had to admit that she'd gotten distracted by all that was going on in the medical wing. Part of her had considered going to rescue Ace, but she'd prefer to not be caught in the middle of Blue's neurotic behavior. Besides, he could handle himself. She just hoped whatever it was she had given him didn't last too long. At some point they'd actually have important things to do that required focus.

Standing up, she unzipped her pants, sliding them down and off to exam the scar that ran down her right leg. She'd been careful to keep it out of plain view, even went to an outside doctor whenever she needed to have it examined which she would need to do soon. It wasn't that she didn't trust her team, she just wasn't going to give anyone a reason to think she could be easily worked over. No one in the group but Ace knew she had a titanium femur and even he didn't know why. She'd like it better that way. As long as it didn't effect her performance in the field it wasn't important. She could still run, swim, fight and climb as good as anyone else so it wasn't liability. Even still the weather brought aches and pains sometimes. It was nice to get it out in the heat and rub down the sore muscles. She let her handles hold onto it, squeezing gently around the knee and massaging it as best she could.
 
Jason Gray​

Gray wandered slowly into the comm room, his eyes darting over the equipment, "Mornin' to ya", even though he'd been away from his homeland for a long time his Irish accent still remained, he knew Alicia was in here but his mind was elsewhere. He calmly walked around the room memorising each detail, his eyes were more grey than blue today, so they reflected his cold nature. He was wearing his boots and combats, today he decided on his urban patterned ones seeing as they would work well for snowy conditions as well, as for his upperbody all he wore was an intricate harness that held about half of his knives, most of them throwing knifes, and nestled between his shoulders in a larger sheath was his hatchet.

His legs wear covered in different styles of blades as well, but his favorite one of all was in his right hand, mostly because he subconsciously played with it. It was a modified version of a pakistani claw blade, his one had a longer than standard blade and could not be folded away. He noticed it in his hand and slowly sheathed it in its proper place on his right thigh, "So, you like the comm room eh", it was not entirely obvious if that was a statement or a question, he liked that about his accent, it was confusing at best to anyone other than the Irish.

The neck of a small bottle of whiskey poked out from the pocket on his left thigh, when Gray wasn't killing people or being cynical he was usually drunk or on his way there, though you could never really tell with him as he handled his alcohol better than most. He slowly pulled out the bottle unscrewed the top and swallowed about half the contents before putting it away, he drank the stuff down like water.
 
She couldn't help the thoughts in her mind, the ideas and concepts that she would never build up to anyone's standards or expectations; a curse from her mother. Blue was almost happy that she was dead now, and she whimpered gently, trying to bottle the thoughts of her father in, and she closed her eyes tightly, looked down to what was being done to her now. Idiot. Quit thinking of the past and en--... He complimented her, the tension, the warm tears building into her eyes, they rolled down her cheeks, and she relaxed. He called her beautiful... More beautiful that he'd realized. Goddess. Did he know how much she needed that right now? Her thighs loosening and becoming the clay in the sculptors hands, she let him have every inch of her from the inside out. He did it - he broke the walls that were Ambrosia Blue Alabaster, and brought her into a light that was much softer, keener, more social. Fuck, whatever the Hell he was doing felt good!

Her thought processes were beginning to stop now as pleasure took over, and her hands came down to grip his shoulders. His tongue explored into the cavern between her legs, and she spread them wide to give him all access possible. Soft moans escaped her lips, and when he hit that little nub of tender pleasure... Well... She was lost into a sea of ecstasy. Her fingers squeezed, nails digging a bit into the flesh of Ace's shoulders, hips bucked, bringing his mouth closer to that tender little spot that his tongue so amply knew how to work over, and drive the woman mad. Her eyes closed, and her back arched up. She must've been in heaven. Or fuck, close to it. The sensations drove her wild with need.

Panting slowly, she ran her hand through Ace's hair, stroking down to his shoulders again where one of the first gentle moan rippled off of her lips. Mmm. "Don't stop.." she breathed, her body shuddering as Nursey's serum began to take effect of her sexual sense, heightening everything and making it overly enjoyable. Her body began to come close to it's peak, rocking that edge as hips rolled and ground downward. Was she? A thicker moan slid by and she didn't even have to finish answering her own question as thighs and hips shook and shuddered, her clit and cunt erupting into an orgasm, and she groaned softly, looking down to him with a set of eyes that promised she didn't want to be done with him yet.
 
Feeling Blue's body as she quaked in that moment of pure ecstasy, and with the flow of juices that came from her quivering cunt, Ace was fully aware of what had just happened, and it only made him smile again. Rising up, he began to crawl up and over her, lowering his lips to hers to kiss her briefly, allowing her a small taste of what he'd enjoyed. He then began to pull her up as he started situating himself to sit on the cot with his legs over the edges, feet on the floor since the cots all sat low, as he assisted Blue with getting herself positioned in his lap so she was straddling him.

His eyes met hers several times, and each time they echoed her promise, telling her he was far from done, but only just getting started. As he settled her into him, his hard member trapped beneath her, the underside of the shaft pressed between the lips of her now slick cunt, he wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned her body back a bit to kiss at her neck, then moved down to her breasts, teeth playing as much a part as his lips and tongue when he began to nip, nibble, and lick at the soft flesh of her nipples and around them. His hips began rocking beneath her, rubbing her slit along his hard shaft for extra sensation as he attacked her breasts with his mouth.

After a few moments of this, he finally moved his hands to her hips after stealing another kiss from her lips, raising her slowly until his cock stood between them, then he started to lower her slowly onto him, the head pressing against her lips until the resistance broke and it parted them to slip in a bit more. Suddenly, though, he stopped, or rather couldn't move her any further. Blinking a few times, it took a moment for the realization to set in, and when he finally realized he was hitting her hymen, he looked up at her questioningly. He would never have thought her a virgin, given the way she acted, so he was obviously a bit surprised. More than that, though, he seemed concerned, and didn't move her any further than he had, waiting for some sign from her perhaps, to continue, or perhaps contemplating stopping right then and there.
 
Alicia Black​

"Reaper. What brings you up here today?" Sherlock watched him, continuing to massage her leg. She liked Reaper enough, though they didn't spend much time together. He was blunt, said what he meant and she knew what to expect from him. She also knew not to take her attention off of him for too long. At least not around her equipment. She pressed the button on her personal monitor, shutting it off. She was done working for now anyway.

She saw how he examined the room and knew he was doing as many had at one point or another. In their line of work, it paid to know your surroundings, even the parts you didn't use. She was more than capable of drawing a map of the entire compound from memory. She stood up and walked over to him, grabbing the bottle he had a taking a sip.

"Eck... not the best, but I have a bottle of Wild Turkey if you want some." She offered to be nice, knowing full well Reaper wouldn't turn down a free drink. Hell, most people here wouldn't. Since they were on down time she didn't mind feeding his addiction but she'd be the first to take the bottle from him before a mission. She walked over to one of the old filing cabinet and pulled out a half full bottle and held it out. "So what do you say, want to help me kill this bottle?"
 
His hand twitched towards one of his knives as she took his bottle, but he stopped himself before the movement was noticeable, he forced himself to stay calm. Gray hated people touching his blades and his drinks, but he knew Alicia meant no harm in taking it, he smiled crookedly when he offered up more alcohol, "Sure why not". He walked slowly over to her and took the bottle, draining half of the contents in about thirty seconds, he then grunted, "You americans have strange names for your drinks, but the don't taste half bad".

He drew his large hunting knife from its sheath that was just above his left boot and began playing with it, he stood there tossing it up into the air and catching it, he was trying to see how many times he could spin it before grabbing it out of the air. Finally he tossed it up and caught it by the blade, then flicked it around in his fingers grabbing the handle and slammed it into the sheath.

He leaned against the wall, "What's the scar from?", his tone was casual, as if it was just normal for him to be scanning her with his eyes, hell it didn't bother him, if he saw something of interest he'd question the person in possestion of the thing until her learned what he wanted to know. Anyone who knew Gray well would know this, so most of his 'friends' did not mind this little quirk of his.
 
Her body continued to shudder and shake as the aftermath of her explosive orgasm, and she stared to him, gladly accepting each kiss she could muster from him, and licked her lips of the juices he put on her mouth. A woman loved her own taste, and Blue could personally continue to lap at that taste off his lips is she could. And not only because it was her taste, but because it was his lips. She grinned and watched him as he situated himself with a pair of dreamy bedroom eyes that could make the Pope bow down and beg for a one night stand. She was good like that. As his snatched up her waist and helped her on top of him, she nearly yelped in surprise, but managed to keep her sudden anxiousness toned down to a coy smile that played itself across her face. Her hips wiggled down against him, and she closed her eyes and breathed out slowly. There was no backing out from this situation now, and in all honesty, she didn't want to back out, or move away from this gorgeous man for a second.

As his eyes resounded her promising look, her body shivered, and a smile split across her face again. Hand found his shoulders again, and she gripped against him, his sudden attention to her breasts taking her by surprise, and she rolled her hips down against his member. For being a novice as the pleasure of a man, and all around against the idea of sex, Blue new the way to twist, roll, and move against him just enough to drive him wild. Slowly, she snaked her arm around his neck and leaned backward, giving him a full view of her lustrous, perky breasts that he was so keenly taking interest and attention into. Every nip, nibble, and nick was a step closer to her gasping and moaning. He knew exactly how to tease, taunt, and tantalize her hard peaks til they were painfully standing and giving him an ovation, an encore, and she had no problems with that. Rolling her hips again and grinding down, Blue looked into his eyes to give him a look that assured him that she was ready for whatever he was planning to give her.

The kiss was a sure sign that he was enjoying this, in her opinion, and she grinned to him. As he began his start towards her, she allowed him exactly what he was after. Lifting her ass upward, and wrapping her other arm about his neck, she left him a perfect chance to slip up into her, but when he stopped, she winced. She had wanted him to get it all done in one foul swoop, but that wasn't going to be the case, she could see. Burying her head into his chest, and clinging him to him, she whispered softly, "You already know exactly what I didn't tell you... So don't stop, keep going. I want this. I've wanted it for longer than you can realize." her words were a breathy, short started whisper. Pulling her head up, she looked into his eyes, and if it would give him the push he needed, she kissed him, and wriggled her hips a little bit, sliding herself down a little farther.

She ignored the pain, she needed to if this was going to be the way everything would work, and she didn't mind that, her tolerance for pain was high, and high was good. She wanted him to take it from her, and she was finally going to get what every girl had already gotten their graduating year. Three years prior of course. Blue swore by the hair on her head that every single broad who had a pair of tit in her class lost their virginity when they were twelve. Stopping her thought process again, she looked into his eyes, and kissed him softly again, "Take me..." she murmured.
 
Sherlock had caught his movement, knowing she was treading on dangerous ground by touching his bottle, but she didn't care. He knew enough about her by now to know nothing he could do would scare her. She also knew that scaring her wouldn't be his intent. He would go for blood, but that didn't much matter either. Even in this state of half undress, one of her guns was still on her person and in a place she could get to fast.

She handed him the bottle and watched as he cleared a large portion before taking it and sipping from it herself. She moved back to her station, sitting and propping her leg up on the desk. "No stranger than anyone else." She answered, watching as he began to toy with the one of the knives in his possession.

"What this old thing?" She traced a finger over the long scar and smiled. "It's from an injury." She answered, meeting his eye. Her respond was a simple way of saying 'None of your Damn Business.' and she really hoped he didn't press the issue. She pushed the bottle back over to him, giving him something else to focus on as she lifted her gun holsters from their resting place. She pulled out one of the Colt pistols and set it on the desk, pulling out the clip and counting her bullets. She knew they were full. She put a full hour of work into each gun everyday, cleaning and oiling it. Right now she could tell you how many hollow point rounds were in each magazine, how many were in each backup and how many she had in gear.
 
Gray made a strange noise at Alicia's answer, it was like a grunt mixed with a snarl, but he calmed quickly once he had the bottle again. He almost drained it this time and handed it back to her, "I am gonna take a walk, I will be seeing you later, I will bring more whiskey", he chuckled and walked out waving casually. He was not sure whether to get to know the others or just wander about aimlessly again.

He drew his claw blade again and slowly practiced some moves with it before putting it away, he considered going to see the medic, considering he knew almost nothing about her. Though from what he had heard he decided against that, instead he just wandered into the barracks, removed his harness and dropped it beside his cot before laying back on it to think for a while. After a few minutes he grabbed his harness threw it on and once he had another bottle of whiskey he wandered back out, he thought he'd go for a walk outside, check out the scenery because it seemed wrong of him to intrude on Ace's moment, he'd congradulate him later.

The bottle found its way into his left thigh pocket, and he drew on of his knives and began tossing it and catching it again, one of his favourite little past-times, something about the shine of the blade and how it seemed to move so slowly was beautiful to him. His free hand produced a cigarette and placed it between his lips, he struck a match on the wall and lit up before walking outside.
 
Blue had given Ace all the confirmation he needed, the uncertainty leaving his eyes, replaced by that growing need once more as he nodded slowly. And so he began to lower her, guiding her hips down, though he realized it was best for her to get this over with as quickly as possible, so in a sudden movement, he planted his feet on the floor firmly and bucked his hips upward at the same time he pushed her down, grunting a bit himself at the slight bit of pain caused by forcing the head of his cock through the thin wall of flesh, fully impaling her on its length. Perhaps it was a bit much for a first timer, but soon enough she would forget the pain in favor of the pleasure, or so he hoped.

Giving her a few moments to adjust, he watched her intently, though his eyes showed the same want and need they had both made clear up to this point. Once she seemed to have settled onto him, he began to move. It was official now, the alluring mechanic was no longer a virgin. His hips rocked gently beneath her as he held her hips, guiding her against him while they developed their rhythm together. He wanted to make sure she had ample time to adjust before going further with it. When he was certain she was past the pain and getting more into pleasure, he began to buck against her now and then, not too roughly at first, but steadily gaining momentum as she adjusted to him more.

Soon he was finding a steady rhythm, and the lovely mechanic was bouncing in his lap steadily, his hips thrusting up to meet her each time she slid down his cock, grunting a bit from the effort, his eyes remaining on her to observe her reactions. Now and then he would lean forward to kiss her briefly, but roughly, and other times he leaned her back to nip at her breasts as they bounced in front of him, and yet other times he would kiss and bite at her neck and ears, keeping things switched up to keep her reeling with pleasure, wanting to make her first time as great for her as he possibly could.
 
When he found her certainty behind her actions and took over her body, she whimpered at the sound pound into her body, and she gasped, leaning into him as she accepted him into her, and she shuddered. Her body reeled in pain for moments, and in the back of her mind she was screaming. Was this sex? Oh... Fuck no! This was not her preference to pleasure, she'd go back to hip tongue flicking the shit out of her, get this thing out of her crotch. Her body was shaking softly to the pain her body had erupted into. He held her for moments, and she clung to him, concentrating on trying to remember how to breath and what the purpose of it was for, because every inhale was a deliciously painful drag into her lungs, and every output was a high strung wail of disgustingly sweet pain. What a sado-masochist was was.

She had joined the ranks of women across the world now. Blue was no longer a twenty-four year old virgin, she had been taken and given a gift that was pretty damn amazing. The pleasure began to set in, along with the blood dripping from her soft lips and against her thigh. The smell drew her into a more erotic state as she began to rock her hips, finding his motion and rolling into it like a good little girl. His thick shaft wasn't all that appealing to her small body at first. At 140lbs. and 5' 7", she was a tiny little woman with a big bad bite behind the bark. Ace had tamed this beast.

Her mouth opened and let out a soft moan, and the alternating attention he gave her rocked her into a sweet bliss that was making her mind sway two and fro. Her mouth came to find him for a moment, and in a symbiosis moment, she kissed him hard, tongue rolling across his lower him, teeth finding his bottom lip. She was an amateur in an expert's playing field. Blue had gone into this completely unprepared, what kind of a soldier was she? The kind that didn't give a fuck at the moment. She was too busy finding out that she was the stupidest woman on earth for ignoring every sexual urge she'd felt through the years.
 
Once Blue began getting into it, Ace stopped holding back as much, now rolling and rocking his hips, bucking them up into her a bit harder from time to time, causing her to bounce rapidly as their rhythm built up to a crescendo. The fact that he had just recovered from an orgasm only a short while before meant the mechanic was in for quite a ride, since he would be taking a while to build up to another climax. And the fact that she'd came just moments before all this meant she would be nice and sensitive, and very susceptible to the pleasures she would be experiencing through it all. He had to love that little difference in men and women.

Deciding to give her a bit or vocal stimulation to go with what the rest of her body was feeling, Ace moaned softly, letting her name roll off his lips. "Mmm...Ambrosia," he cooed in her ear, using her real name just to see how it affected her, not to mention it was a rather pretty name and he enjoyed the way it rolled off his tongue. Speaking of tongues, his began to trace the cusp of her ear before he sucked the lobe into his mouth to nibble on it playfully, still bucking her with growing momentum, their bodies now moving in a somewhat wild rhythm against each other. Perhaps their little Blue would get to experience a few more positions before it was over, but for the moment he was quite enjoying having her ride him as they continued their erotic dance.
 
Her mind was rolling like a drug addict on a new kind of high, she enjoyed every second of this mind warping experience. She made a promise to herself to con Ace into doing this more often, it certainly was something wild and new. It eased the body and made for a sore cunt in the morning, but her mind would be much more settled, her body easier to move. Her mood would increase by 100, fuck the medic's pills, Ace was a good cure for a rotten mood. Her sweet little de-virgined cunt was rolling on ecstasy as she moaned, still slicking up his cock as it pounded into the sweet flesh of her mound.

His moaning brought her to buck, and moan with her, her body breathing on it's own as she filled her lung with sweet air. As he moaned her name she arched. Blue had never loved her name, never liked her name, she wasn't even fond of it. Actually, she hated it. But as that damn resonance of syllables rolled out his mouth, it was like her name was walking on the red carpet. It was his voice that made it sound so exotic. Her body heaved softly in quick pants, and she arched upward again, bouncing gleefully with each buck his hips brought her up into. "God, Ace..." her breathed. He was going to turn her into a nympho by the end of the night.
 

Ari continued to sit there and play with the goggles around her neck, she knew he was still standing there with that gun aimed at her..it made her smile. She knew he wouldn't and most of all couldn't shoot her for several different reasons : One : She doubted the gun was even loaded Two : Ace wouldn't be to happy wit-- thinking about ace brought a blush to her face. Though it was true ace wouldn't have been happy to hear rek's had shot at her, no matter had the bullets been real or fake. Although it was true he was always a bit cold and ruthless he'd always treated ari a bit nicer than others, almost protectively so. If all that hadn't happened with medic she'd have run off to bother ace some more, tell on reks to him that he was being mean to her again but the thought of confronting him after all that happened well it made her want to run away on sight.

Blinking she heard reks begin shifting again, smiling she went to sit up but something he said made her freeze "Tell on me to medic? Is he INSANE?" she though her body going quite stiff at the thought. A small shiver ran the course of her spine " A-are you stupid? what is medic gonna do to me just cause you got a bit aroused?" she said with a nervous laugh. "Although it's true she's probably pretty pissed at me right now and would love any reason to try and punish me..." she thought a lump forming in her throat. The threat seemed a bit cruel even for him, she didn't know why the thought of him "telling" on her made her so nervous. " What are you 10? can't solve your problems without mommy?" she said nervously, she hated that she sounded nervous even to herself. She also knew mocking him like that would only make him angrier and not solve anything so why was she doing it?...Hell if she knew.

Before she could move or say anything else though she felt a sharp tug on the ends of her hair "OW!" she yelled out as her body instinctively moved over the edge of the branch trying to relieve some of the pain having her hair pulled caused. Holding her head with her hands she winced in pain as he tugged at it again "H-hey! That really hur---" she said trailing off blushing lightly as she got what he meant. Wincing again he started tugging at her hair again, rolling over on her stomach she half slid off the branch to alleviate some of the pain the tugging caused.

Wrinkling her nose she glared down at him but couldn't help grinning as she saw the bulge in his pants and the blatant irritation on his face. He really looked a sight that was for sure, it amused her a little to much. Blinking she stared at him with a look of complete shock and a hint of fear and maybe a little dumbfounded " You'll WHAT? Are you TRYING to have medic kill me?????" she asked forgetting their current location as well as the fact that he was holding her hair. Looking down at him she stuck out her tongue and glared at him " Why would I want to do that now?" she said stubbornly.

What she hadn't realized yet was when she'd turned over onto her stomach and scooted over the edge was the lack of grip her position gave her. She'd been slowly slipping farther off, at her current position her stomach was still on the branch however from her boobs up was hanging off and there stood reks with a handful of her hair. Every time she moved, she slipped farther off the branch and of course by the time she realized it almost her entire time upper half had slipped off. Blinking she looked up at the branch and sighed "How do I end up in these situations!!!" she thought agitatedly. Moving her hands she grabbed the branch to pull herself up but unfortunately forgot reks was still holding her hair. She pulled up a little to fast and yanked her hair, letting go of the branch she instinctively grabbed her head. With nothing supporting her up she fell off the branch and slammed right into reks, with his already iffy position on the branch it didn't take much for them to fall out of the tree completely.

They hit the ground pretty hard, of course reks had the worse landing seeing as how she landed on top of him. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwww" she said rubbing the side of her ass. Looking down she tried not to smile at how funny he looked, being opportunistic though she took the chance to get out. Standing up she leaned down to say good-bye but paused for a moment. Tilting her head she reached her hand down and rubbed the bulge in his pants generously"If you hadn't of upset me with those threats about medic I might have decided to ease some of the tension down there." she whispered in his ear. She didn't really think he'd be able to move for awhile after that fall.
 
Ace continued to rock and grind, buck and thrust, filling Blue's cunt time and again, keeping her body rolling with his down that path toward ecstasy. She was definitely into it now, the way she moaned his name out, well, the name that she knew anyway, sending shivers down his spine. He wanted to push her over the edge again, wanted to feel her body quivering with delight as she came a second time for him, and he was determined to get that, and more, before it was all over. He wanted her to walk back to her garage with no regrets at all, and to have a more peaceful sleep that night than she likely had in some time.

He began to lay her back slowly, pulling her legs up as his hands moved to grab her thighs from beneath, pulling them apart a bit once she was on her back, allowing him to take her from a different angle now, where the slightly upward curve of his member could press against her front wall, and perhaps against a few sweet spots she might not be quite so aware of yet. He then began moving again, now pushing forward, sinking his long, thick cock into her as he began to gain momentum once more, looking down at her with the same ecstatic gaze she'd been giving him.

As their rhythm continued to build, he watched the way her breasts bounced and swayed from the rocking of her body, clenching his jaw a bit as the occasional grunt passed his lips. He found the sight so arousing, her laid back, legs pushed apart so he could see his length sliding in and out of her clearly, and so could she if she could manage to prop up a bit to look down. He wanted to stimulate her in every way, not just by touch, but by sound, taste, smell, and sight, and so far it seemed like he had managed to tickle each of those senses in some form.
 
Sara had made her way into the compound without detection so far, and she was both boldened, and scared, by it. There were all the signs of it being used by people with a lot of fighting capability, but not any indication of where they were. Opening a door to one building, she slipped in and closed it. Standing stock still as the latched it behind her, she heard a sound that she hadn't heard in a long time, and then after a deep breath, she moved closer to the canvas walling off part of the large room. Bracing herself for what she knew would be a welcome invitation for a bullet, she stood against the fabric, and then slowly grabbed it, pulling it open and took a look - straight into the eyes of this huge man, and beneath him, a woman with breasts that would have been murder if they had been on her.

She was equally surprised at the sight of the man, and she had to admit, more than a little aroused by having walked in on them, and at the sight of the pure size of the woman's breasts, unable to comprehend how she would have even been able to stand with them. Eventually getting some modicum of sense to herself, she blushed, and spoke, "I... ah... was investigating strange power consumption readings for an apparently uninhabited area, I.. uhm... ah..." she eventually stops, turning and getting back on the other side of the canvas before she puts her foot any further into her mouth.
 
Blue rolled in the ecstasy that was between the two individuals themselves. She loved every single second that he spent plunging into her. She watched him careful move her body and shift her into a different position, the feeling making her entire body tingle. As he thrust into her, running along her walls and making her feel the strength behind his ridiculously ample cock made her writhe in pleasure, lusting for more of him. Arms unable to reach for his shoulders, Blue leaned back and gripped the sheets, her hips bucking as she felt her body rocking the edge again, so close to feeling the pulsating pleasure that would wrap around his length this time.

Then it happened... The canvas curtain, set up for privacy, no matter the wanted privacy, was slid aside, and they were revealed to... To... What the fuck was that? The blood drained from her face, and she shuddered, her body going rigid as this odd little girl began to mumble on, and on about some sort of study? Study? Really!? In the midst of Blue finally losing her virginity, they're walked in on by a complete and utter stranger? She snarled, and looked up to Ace, wondering what they should do. Fuck... She didn't want this to stop, she wanted her first time to be amazing all the way through, but it wasn't looking that way.

Body stiff, mind collapsing, and her sex winding down and away from that second climax, Blue looked down, and for the first time in 7 years, she laid there and cried. For everything that was possible. Her father, her mother, herself, and for the fact that the first time she'd let a man into her life since her father, she felt utterly embarrassed and crumpled.
 
Emilyn BellaDonna.​


Emilyn Scowled.
"There is Sex all around me I swear." She murmered as she sat on a stumped she so happened to literally stumble upon.

So far she had been at this Ranch, for she had no idea how long, and she hadn't found herself speaking to a single soul.

"it's because everyone's fucking each other."

She couldnt help but giggle as she thought this, plus the sounds of pure nasty love making coming from the building above her didn't help to stifle these giggles or thoughts.

It wasn't that she thought it was funny that people were having sex all over the place, she just found it humorous that she was the one sitting outside, polishing her boots, listening to it.

She felt like such a creeper.

Of coarse, she could have walked away and went to the Common room, or found a nice vehicle to just sit in and read something, but instead she decided that this Damn stump in the middle of crazy love-making was the perfect place to sit and enjoy the time.

She just couldnt help but laugh.

Suddenly, however, it stopped.
Out of nowhere the noises just abrptly stopped.
No sense of Climax, no anythingto signal it was a natural stopping place.

Her Body tensed for a few seconds as her mind went into alert mode.

Was there a intruder? What a vulnerable postion to catch someone in, it would be a Genious time to make a kill.

Then she took a breath.
"No, he was probably a pre-mature cummer." She decided and laughed and relaxed again.

But what was that? the faint sound of tears?

Emilyn could'nt sit anymore.
She lept from her stumo and flew into the building and stealthily climbed the stair, gun at the ready.

As soon as she turned the corner her eyes locked onto a very confused and frightened girl who was just stareing intothe image of the two caught naked on the bed, frozen in a startled position and, and Blue...Crying.

"What the Fuck is going on here, who are you?!"
Emilyn yelled, pointing her handgun to the girl's head as she waited for her to answer.

This situation probably didn;t call for Emilyn's assistance either but when you're trained with such Vigor to search and destry well, you begin to insert yourself into situations.
 
They were so close, both of them, and then it happened. Blue seemed on the verge, and it would probably have been enough to take him with her, and then the canvas flung open, some girl he'd never seen before looking at him and carrying on about some sort of study before realizing what she'd stumbled upon and pulling it to once more. Then Blue was in tears. Ace didn't have time to focus on that, though, with an intruder in their midst. Instead he was moving quickly, grabbing one of the Colts from his footlocker as he jerked the canvas aside once more and leveled it on the girl, standing there in all his naked and fully erect glory.

He hadn't realized that Emilyn had come running in as well until he saw her, both of them pointing weapons at the stranger. At least she got confirmation that he indeed hadn't came yet. He was too confused to be modest or embarrassed at the moment, looking to the girl as Emilyn asked who she was. "Answer the question," he demanded, narrowing his eyes for a moment. He then looked to Emilyn and frowned gently. "Keep an eye on her. I need to check on Blue," he ordered, backing up and reaching for his clothes to at least cover himself. Setting his gun down, he pulled his pants on quickly, fastening them, then he moved to sit on the cot with Blue, pulling her up and wrapping his arms around her to try and calm her down.

"It's okay," he whispered to her, as gentle as anyone had ever seen him really. "Hey...look at me," he continued, raising her eyes to meet his. "It's okay, Blue." Raising a hand to stroke her hair, he suddenly had a very soft demeanor, definitely not what the team was used to seeing from him. Then again, this sort of situation had never arisen before, where he needed to be a soothing presence rather than commanding. Looking back toward Emilyn and the stranger, he eyed the girl who had intruded on them. "Now, someone care to explain to me just HOW this girl was able to just wander in here? Where the fuck is Reks? Isn't he supposed to be watching the fucking perimeter?"
 
Gray had heard the uproar and dropped the bottle before running back inside, skidding to a halt at the barracks door just in time to hear Ace's question, he chuckled to himself as he walked in his claw blade drawn and ready in hand, his eyes locked on the newcomer, "Reks? He's outside busy being pre-occupied with Ariana". He calmly sized her up, planning out every little detail of it, "You want me to teach her a lesson?", he sneered as he stopped behind the girl. His mind drifted mildly to wonder why Reks would be so careless, surely he was not that absent minded.

He slowly dragged the dull rear edge of the blade across the back of the grils neck, "Better still, I could gut her", his mind was racing now, so many idea's and so many different blades to use. Though he stopped himself short and waited to be given the go ahead. His lips parted and the cigarette butt dropped to the floor where he crushed it out with his boot, this was an automatic response, as his mind was still rather occupied.
 
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Sherlock switched her monitor back on once Reaper left, scanning through the camera feeds again. In truth she was bored. She was still waiting to hear back from a few of her contacts and until she did, she didn't have anything else to do. Her eyes widened a bit when she caught sight of the new girl and she ran her face through the facial recognition software on her computer. The profile that came up was promising enough.

"Papertrail." She muttered under her breath. It was the first real bit of information that came up. The girl wasn't a physical threat, but she would have been trouble if she'd gotten into the Comm room instead of interrupting Ace and Blue.

Tech specialist. Hmmm... if she didn't do something stupid and get herself shot she'd be exactly what they need. Sherlock played technician often enough but it wasn't her specialty. She did have to wonder how Reks hadn't noticed what was going on. She had a feeling a girl was to blame.

She reached for her earbud and placed it in her ear, patching herself into the intercom system for the room. "Emilyn..." She called, standing up to slip her pants back on.

"Not really sure how she just stumbled into the compound but I got a read on her. Bring her to the Comm Center so we can get this straightened out." She caught Reaper's angry out burst and smiled. "Hey Ace, if you want to take a minute to finish up I'm sure Emilyn and I can handle it til you're done. And I'm sure Reaper won't let her out of his sight."
 
Emilyn's eyes shot to the dull side of the blade running across the stranger's neck.

"Hey, Hey!" She spat as she gave Gray a Stern look.

"Come on man, not yet She hasn't proven to be a real threat at the moment, cool it." She hissed as she turned her attention back to the frightened girl.

Emilyn twitched as Sherlock's voice buzzed in her ear.
"Yes, I'm here. I take it you found us on the monitor's?" She said with a small smirk as she listened to Her suggestion to bring the intruder to the common room.

"Okay yes, we got this, if it's okay with you Ace and Bluie, I know it was your situation that was intruded upon.." She said with a just the slightest hint of a smirk.

Emilyn then reached out with her hand and grabbed the stanger's shoulder.
"alright miss Peeping tom, I suggest you come with us. I would reccomend that you don't try to run or Reaper here-" She grabbed the girl's chin and gently, but forcefully turn her head to look at him.

"He will make you wish you never even, looked off the path infront of you, got it?" She asked as she guided the girl towoards the door by her shoulder with one hand while the other was gripping the gun and pointing to the back of her head.
 
Standing still the moment she saw the woman's gun, Sara was quiet for several seconds, swallowing nervously as she tried to calm herself. Then the man she had interupted was there, gun drawn and still naked. Her face going red, she was about to answer when another man appeared and held a blade of some sort to her throat. "I... I am a technical analyst, electronics mostly. I saw a large drain on the power grid that shouldn't have been there for a place listed as an empty military outpost. I came to look, and if... If I stay alive after interupting him and who ever she is," she says as he words start coming out quite quickly, "I would like to offer my services. I can make anything with a circuit do just about anything, I am a master forger, and with the admittedly limited hacking skills I have, I can make documents for anyone, anywhere, for any purpose."

Slowing herself down, she took a few deep breaths and looked to Ace, "I'm sorry that I disrupted you, I didn't mean to. It was just... I got curious about this place and tried to find someone and well... I wasn't expecting what I found."

Lowering her head, and not knowing what else to really do when surrounded by angry people with guns, she meekly raises her hands and puts them behind her head. "I am moe use to you all alive, even if you hate me." she murmers in a bid to try and hold them off from killing her.
 
Stretch. Stretch. Tug on her hair.

Yeah, this hadn't been thought out.

Ariana teetered over the side of the branch and fell, and immediately Reks slipped with her, being pulled off balance and falling with perhaps as little grace as possible. His left side and the left side of his back collided with the ground first. His head smacked against the dirt second. And finally, because the rules of the universe never saw the guy falling on top of the girl, Ariana landed across his chest, adding an exhaling 'Oof!' to it all.

Reks immediately groaned. His head became dizzy. He had to shut his eyes to stop the spinning. And the 'featherweight' crashing atop him hadn't done any favors for his ribs. He first tried to sit up a little but immediately stretched back out. The palm of one hand reached to feel at the back of his head while the other patted the ground, trying to make the world stop spinning. "Ngh..."

Then he felt it, the hand rubbing at his crotch again as she fucking taunted him.

"Ohyoustupidtwat," he snarled. The pain immediately became ignored. Reks grab at that brave hand with his left, snatching her by the wrist, while his right firmly palmed the same shoulder, holding it still. His legs bent and his body started to twist, started to bring them up to both shift her off and turn this into an armbar with a scissor lock, but the moment he tried to twist her off he stopped and let go with his hands completely, groaning, moving both hands to his ribs. Then one behind him, to his back.

"Ngh...nnn...ghh," he grunted gutturally. Reks took another breath, which came very short and unfulfilling, the wind pretty much knocked out of him. "'nough of...enough of this crap," he muttered, palming his right side for the pistol. His left hand left his back and went to his hip. "So dead... You're so dead..." Grabbing a clip from it, Reks brought both halves together in front of him, slamming the fresh cartridge of ammo into the base of the gun. "...the fuck off me already..." He pointed the barrel right at her face. "On the fuckin' ground."
 

Ari winced and felt a little bad for him actually, while she wasn't very heavy having a girl fall on top off you with that kind of momentum wouldn't ever feel pleasant. Still even after everything she'd done to him she still insisted on teasing him. "This is almost....almost as mean as medic...almost not quite" she thought as she stared down at him. He must have been hurting pretty bad but the moment her hand touched his crotch his body went rigid. "I wonder how far I've push---" her thoughts trailing off as his hand snapped around her wrist and the other grabbed her shoulder. "What the fu--" she said trailing off completely surprised as he shot up and twisted her off of him.

It didn't take the twisting sniper long before the pain registered again and he grabbed at his side. Frowning she looked at him like she was really worried about him " Hey...you ok..should we go see the med--" she trailed off as his one hand went around to his back. He grunted something out and she raised her eyebrow slightly, opening her mouth she went to make a smart-ass reply but thought better of it and just closed her mouth instead.

She watched with an amused worried look as he breathed heavily, his posture slouched over. He managed to say something slightly understandable, though what he said worried her a bit "Did I go to far maybe?" she thought as she watched him. His hand went to the pistol at his hip and she tilted her head at him blinking slightly. She herself was pretty close to him on her hands and knees, un-injured of course because of the cushioned landing she had.

She looked at him curiously a small smile on her face as his other hand went to his hip as well as he muttered that she was "dead so dead". Lowering her head she shook it slightly grinning " He seems fine...if not agitated." she thought. She obviously didn't realize exactly how agitated he was. She was about to find out, hearing a click she looked up to find a loaded gun pointed right at her face "Shit" was all she could say as she stared down the barrel of a gun. She felt like she should be raising her hands above her head, of course though if she did that her face would become even more acquainted with the ground.

Raising her eyebrow she stared at him strangely as he told her to "get on the fuckin ground" she stared at him a moment longer before shrugging lightly " Should I get on my back or stomach?" she asked grinning. Dropping onto her stomach she rested her chin on her arms and stared at him. She didn't think he'd be doing much in his condition most likely just throw a few threats at her or something. "I really did piss him off he's never pointed a loaded gun at me before..." she thought, though she couldn't quite get rid of the "accomplished" smirk she had on her lips.

" Don't push yourself to hard pops..." she said still grinning contently.
 
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