We're At War (PM Interest)

The year is 2145, humanity has broken out into the Third World War when the natural fuel resources began to disappear from the world, the Fuel War it came to be called, we had to use what resources we had to develop new ways of fuel. We should have worked together to stop this disaster, but it all went wrong, nations declared total lock down on all usage of vehicles, even flights, all fuel was confiscated and gathered for the government's usage, but never trying to develop a solution, just clinging to the gas that remained, a relico f the past which we should let go to go further.

It wasn't long before war erupted when people began to discover how the more rash nations were just trying to cling to the age of the Black Gold rather then trying to improve past it. War broke out in the year 2135, and has been going on for ten years now, me? I am Steven McGraunt, born of Ireland 2125, joined the army at the age of 16, the age lowered because of the shortage of soldiers, and became a member of the SAS at the age of twenty, now instated as a soldier in a squad of commandos from different nation for a special mission. I am the one with explosives and heavy weapons, my 7'6" muscle covered frame letting me carry the heavy weight of the large weapons.

So here I was, on board the Electro Magnetic driven Air Drop Airplane Transport, the ADAPT as it was called. With a squad of strangers I had only meet briefly during a meeting with the general, our squad leader was a good looking piece of ass. I bet I could flip a coin on any part of her toned body and it would bounce from the combined firmness and softness of those primely toned curves. Her ass could make the moon jealous and not to mention those fabulous tits, man she could have been one major star in any field that involved showing off your body, naked or not. But I guess she was too much of a tough girl to go for such a life, not to mention that she is a total bitch most of the time.

The rest of the team were also women, while not as good looking as the Commander were they still in top shape, in many ways, I felt kind of lucky to be the only guy but most of them were stone cold bitches like the Commander. So I just kept my mouth shut whenever I wasn't asked anything, seeing how I was mostly ignored or shouted at for questioning orders. Man if I didn't know the punishment for punching a fellow soldier, an officer at that, I would have so punched these girls' lights out and rip apart their bitching attitudes with some well spent fucking, they seriously need it with how tense and cold they are, haven't gotten any in months I bet.

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Vic, short for Vicious, stared at the floor of the ADPT paying not one ounce of attention of what was being said in the briefing. She was given 2 rules. Kill the enemy. Heal our people. Than she was to follow whatever Captain Steele said. She was the one in charge. She was also the one who could control Vic. The others boys in charge wanted to kill Vic, but after their 5th assassin went missing they had ordered Steele to do it. Unbeknown to them Vic liked killing. She liked the hunt. She liked the unknown. Steele had instead recruited the young Vic who became very loyal to the Captain. She made the ones in charge nervous. Something she delighted in doing. It didn't help that Vic had the IQ of a genius... a mental crazy psycho killer genius.

Vic didn't know the sniper bitch: Asian, small, didn't talk much or the other girl Vic wasn't sure what she was... decoy? But that bitch didn't shut up. She talked and talked and when you disagreed with her like that guy did she got all bitchy and snapped. Luckily they just had a fight and Bitchy-Mc-Talk-Too-Damn-Much was pouting and being all quiet. Which leads her to the man on the team. He was muscular and sexy. Vic had seen her fair share of men, but this one was different and he definitely had eyes for the Captain. Vic wasn't jealous...yet.

"Okay. Let's go."

Vic grabbed her chute and jumped out the plane. She could hear Steele telling her to put the damn thing on and pull the fucking cord. Vic turned so she was on her back in the air watching the others jump. She had managed to put on the parachute and was lazily watching them not the ground. She saw them one by one get wretched up as their chutes open. She could hear Steele yelling, but wasn't sure what she was saying. She finally made out chute and turned so she was facing down. She pulled the chute and knew she had pulled too late. She was going to have a hard landing.

Once on the ground she was smiling crazily as she stalked to Talk-a-Bitch who was talking to no one, but grumbling anyways. Steele came into her line of sight and Vic blinked trying to look around her. "No," Steele commanded and gripped Vic's wrists. Vic pouted and put her blade away. "Go, scout!" Vic ran off into the tree line disappearing. She heard someone ask if she was really the medic. She heard Steele replied I had my med degree in just about every form of surgery including brain surgery though she would recommend no one letting do thus. I might get distracted and try something new. I could only shrug. So true. So true.

With a smirk I jumped out and with the parachute unfolding I landed with a loud thud as the soft earth beneath my boots absorbed the impact. As I landed I drew out my heavy rotating machine gun, it made perfect for killing in these jungles. There were no enemies around me though so I just leaned the massive thing on my shoulder like it was a rifle and walked over to the others, my visor scanning the surroundings. "There's something fishy Captain." I spoke up with my strong Irish accent as I scanned the surroundings.

"What is it Steven?" She asked with a sigh as she kept a hold of our communication officer, an American with a knack for communications and hacking, she had been charged with over a hundred charges of hacking governmental data and impersonating a high ranking officer. Who happened to be General Hawke, her dad so to speak, so she got a bit of a slap on the wrists and sent to the army to join up as a communication officer, as to keep her from trouble, or so they say. I personally think it was her dad who just wanted the little bitch gone before she drove him insane.

"There's nothing here Captain, when we came I could hear the animals, the birds... there was no silence until we arrived. Either there's nothing here or we're walking into a well planned ambush." As I said that so exploded the ADAPT in the sky and we looked up, Captain Steele told our Comm girl to get to work while she called for Vicious to keep a look out. I drew out my gun again and used my visor to scan the surroundings, there were no movements, no body head. It was as if they had intentionally stranded us in a jungle miles from any sign of human life, it would take at least a month to get out of this place as we were.

I kept going; walking with almost a casual stroll while doing my own little scout of our area. I blended in with the shadows and before long heard a scuffle. I followed the sound and literally crawled up a tree and peered down. 3 men. I let go and flipped over til I was in the middle of their little group. They stared at me blinking probably confused as I suddenly just appeared. Like a gun went off we all started moving. I grabbed the first one's head snapping his neck as the other two grabbed me. I spun out of one's grasp and dropped down slamming my palm into the other's thigh. He went down and I managed to thrust my palm into the other's throat, breaking his apple's adam. I followed with a palm thrust to his nose sending broken bone fragments into his brain killing him instantly. I walked slowly to the other and leaned down ready to kill him. He laughed at me.

"You're friends are in trouble."

I paused and stared at him. "We were sent to separate your little team. If we failed they were going to kill your team one by one. No prisoners just all dead. You will be last." He laughed at me again. I did not like his laughter.

I bent down on one knee. I felt behind my back where I had my knife and slowly withdrew it. "Then I'll meet you in hell," I whispered before I shoved the metal through his ribs and into his heart. I twisted and pull back as I watched the light fade from his eyes.

I stood up expecting to hear gun shots or something. Maybe the little bastard was lying, but I knew he was telling the truth. Silent assassins? Ghost in the night? That was probably what was happening? They were sneaking up and killing my team one by one with knives or maybe some new technology? I didn't know. I was guessing and had to keep myself from panicking. What do I do if Steele died?! I cautiously made my way back to the team hoping I wasn't too late to save someone.

My visor finally reacted to something as we moved through the thick vegetation, they were dressed in camouflage and made barely any movement but I would be stupid to think that tree bark could crawl. I fired, my gun blew out like a hornets nest, I released purgatory upon them. They were wearing some kind of invisible shrouds, probably using cameras to show what's behind them, explains how I didn't spot their movement, probably cooled down too so I can't spot their heat. Blood rains across the trees and soon six torn apart corpses lies in front of me, I then spin and swing my minigun like it's a bat and crushes the ribs of a creep trying to get me from behind, with a crushed ribcage will he not get up again, ever.

The others are alive as well, though the captain looks a bit pissed that her top got sprayed with blood when she killed one of the ambushers with he bare hands, blood makes it hard to remain stealthy with animals around smelling it and was a pain to get out of your clothes too. "I think we have been set up Captain, this mission just screams backstabbing politicians." The captain tried to hide a snort but nodded, we all then heard footsteps from the trees but lowered our weapons when Vic came out. "Seems you had some company as well Vic? Did they leave or did you make them dinner?" Steele asked with a smirk as she noticed the bloody knife, I could tell Vic was relieved we were alive, but she seemed a bit less happy to see our Comm still alive, though she wasn't talking much now with blood splatted over her face, in fact, she had never been this silent since she was assigned to us last month, wow miracles do happen.

I heard the gun shots and I moved a bit more quickly. I rather be the decoy then risk a member of my team being killed. We weren't a close knit family, but supposedly if we do well in this mission this will be our new regular unit. They all had to live... except Comm's. Comm's can die. General's daughter or not that bitch talked to much...even if she was being super quiet right now. I smiled at Steele. "Dinner. Chatty folks." I looked at Comms. "I hate chatty folks." That told Steele I got some intel even if it was limited.

Steele waited for me to get done glaring at the silent communication officer. "We were expected. They knew at least how many we were and to separate us one by one. I'm not sure why. Oh and they kill orders."

"On who," Sniper asked.

"Everyone."

"Even me?" Comm's asked and I knew if she didn't die tonight I'll slice her throat later. I glanced at Steele who dammit could read me and shook her head no. I rolled my eyes. The bitch gets to live another night.

Steele rounded us up. We were going to make camp and call for an evac. We were compromised and this shit was all kinds of FUBAR. We were going home. We found an okay defensible position. We wouldn't get our 6's handed to us, but they could from above if we weren't paying attention. We were all on edge ... well they were. I was going to take a nap.

I took the first look out for the night, my weapons were being prepared as I smoothly and efficiently cleaned them by hand, it wouldn't do to have something jamming on me during battle. There was plenty of ammunition and I had a couple of daggers on me to gut anyone who got close enough while I wasn't using guns or explosives. As I sat by the camp fire my visor was scanning constantly for danger, the captain was cleaning her clothes by the water, topless, and I was working very hard not to get distracted by her large breasts.

Counting the minutes I was soon able to finish my watch hour, the next look out was Captain and since she was still awake, still cleaning her top with a frustrated look on her face, I just got over to my sleeping bag after sending her a silent message through my visor to hers stating it was her turn to watch. Since this was the jungle was the night a bit warmer then average so with my Irish blood I was feeling too warm for the night to get inside my sleeping bag, so I just laid down on top of the bag. My weapons near my hands, my torso uncovered and my pants' buckle undone to get some air down there and I slept, dreaming hot dreams of the girls stripping and dancing for me while giving me blowjobs and pressing their buttocks and tits against my face, getting a major boner in my sleep. that pressed against my pants.

I awoke to the sound of soft footsteps. My eyes instantly springing open as I laid perfectly still listening. The sound of someone moving around across from me made me relax. It was either Sniper or Demo Man. Mmmm Demo man. I slowly sat up and glanced around wanting to see him. I saw him all right. With a nice tent that sniper and Comms couldn't see, because they were asleep and Steele wasn't paying attention. I wanted to creep over to him and touch it. Oh, how I long to touch it. Just as I was going to move, Steele came back from the nearby lake. She glanced at me and then at Comms who was on the other side of Demo Man. She thought I was going to kills Comms. I smiled and laid back down.

I awoke to a message in my earpiece, I hate visors, that it was my turn for watch. I sat up as if I hadn't been in a deep sleep and leaned back. It was still night, but it was lightening every minute. I got the easy part of the watch: 5 hours. I think everyone wanted me asleep and out of the way. I don't care. I stared at Demo Man. Now is my chance, but I should wait at least an hour to make sure Snipes went back to sleep. Just at the hour was up and I was going to approach him Comms sat up.

"Captain. We got an evac. It's the only one until the next one they can arrange which is ... " Comms frown. "TBD. We need to move now! We have a 5 minute window to get ..." Comm's suddenly didn't look good. "To make 2 miles."

Steele stood up. "Take all you can lift to do a 2 mile sprint. Anything that can give us away MUST come with us. Everything else leave it. Let's move!" Steele took off. Now granted 2 miles in 5 minutes should be easy for folks like us. It was trying to sneak through without getting caught that made it just that bit difficult.

I had everything I needed on my back and on the packs at my hips. I was sprinting and we were making good time as I sprinted ahead, scoped out, waited for everyone to pass me and sprinted ahead again. I giggled low knowing this was too much fun. We were almost there when I thought I saw something. I signaled that I was going even further away and left the group. I searched the area and didn't see anything. Maybe it was me.

As the heli crossed the tree tops and dropped a rope (really?! Lazy bastards. We were going to have to shimmy our way up?). I waited for the Captain to grab the rope. She wanted to let everyone go first, but I told her I had her six. We locked eyes, she nodded, grabbed the rope and began climbing up. Next came Comm's, Sniper, and Demo. I wrapped my hand around the thread and felt the heli start to take off. Which was cool with me as I wanted a ride anyways. Just then someone burst through the brush with an RPG. I let go and landed on the bitch, knocking his head to the ground, before dropping to my knees landing on his neck. Two more came out and I was having a good fight until I realize for every one I took out 2 more seemed to appear. I looked up to see the others looking down at me either still on the rope or in the heli. They were trying to take aim, but couldn't risk hitting me. I saw Steele arguing with the pilot. They were going to leave me. I looked too long. A sucker punch knocked me to the ground.

As we got into the transport by a freaking rope, which I bloody hate since they could have at least put a freaking rope ladder on the fucking thing, I noticed Vic staying behind to fight off our attackers. The captain told the pilot to hold but he kept saying he couldn't stay much longer, which was bogus since these transports had magnetic shielding, they couldn't be hit byin fantry based missiles and even if they got hit it would take multiple hits in several weak points to destroy it, it seemed like he wanted to leave before Vic could get into the transport.

I then made up my decision and stepped over to Steele with a grin and tapped her shoulder. "Hey Captain." She turned aroudn with a frustrated glare and I kissed her before jumping out the Transport, gripping the rope like it was a vine. "SEE YOU AT THE EVAC POINT!!" I swear she was both shooting bullets and smiling while blushing as I leaped out, it was hard to tell with all the gunfire in the area. I swing myself down on the rope and with my boots extended I smash into two of the men who were about to kill the stunned Vic. My body weight plus the seismic force of my descent ended up crushing their spines and I swiftly grabbed their assault rifles and wielded both and shoot like a maniac with a smirk on my face.

The spray of bullets penetrated flesh and armour alike with their penetration, these were anti armour bullets. Designed to punch through old 20th century tanks. Soon enough were blood littering the glade and the ammunition of the guns spent, grabbing the groggy Vic I lift her up on my shoulder and then grab as much weapons, bullets and supplies I can before running off towards the north where the border of the enemy country lies. "Hehe looks like we're on a month look hike together Vic!" I stated with a smirk as the transport sailed over us, the others of the unit tossing down a satellite phone by mini parachute, landing almost in my hand, heh our sniper was good even without a sniper rifle.

Dead. I was pissed that I wasn't killed in a glorious dead of a hand to hand combat by a strong fighter. Nope, it had to be some ass who sucker punched me in the back of the head and knocked me semi-unconscious. I shook my head trying to clear it, but dammit if the fog kept returning. I head the heli blades and was just happy my team was leaving. I almost thought Steele was going to jump, but knew her better than that. She and I were good partners, but she had a team to protect. She couldn't jeopardize that for me. I looked up at a gun barrel and smiled. The guy looked a little startled then he had holes in him. "Cool," I managed to mutter before my head fell back to the ground.

I felt him and knew him before he spoke. The ride was bumpy as he put me on his shoulder and ran. "Spray and pray is your style Demo," I said to him, but it seemed my speech was slurred. I couldn't figure out why I couldn't get my mouth to say what I wanted and I wanted him to put me down. I could run myself. I actually pushed myself off his shoulder. I should have caught myself, but ended up half falling and half being lifted as he tried to catch me. I pushed at him made a half step and slumped. Stupid legs couldn't carry my body weight for some reason. I heard Demolitions yell something at me before growling and starting what look like a temporary camp. The world went black.

I woke up with a start. I sat up staring into the eyes of Demo and a smokeless fire between us. I knew what he did, but I couldn't understand why. "Why did you save me? You know without Steele I have no one to control me. No inhibitions, " I crawled to Demos with a huge Cheshire cat smile on my face. This is what I wanted for a long time. "...to stop me..." I crawled around the fire coming close to him. "...from doing what..." I leaned up into him grabbing his face. "...I want. I could twist and break your neck or kiss you." I pause seriously contemplating both options.

I had spent the last couple of hours building a small secure camp, and used some basic training we learned to make a smokeless fire, which I won't reveal since it's trade secret. As I let the fire warm us I had pulled out two cans of beef rations, with the fuel war going on had several farms been destroyed and the cattle released, some had even mutated from some of the Nuclear bombs we had used, so beef was a common usage for rations, much better then those fish things they force feed us during training.

As I sat there waiting for her to wake up I traced her body with my eyes, she was no big chested cougar like our dear Captain but she had a sexy predatory air about her that made her average sized tits no reason to not get attracted to her. When she woke up I was still staring at her and I let a smirk spread across my face as she crawled towards me, asking me why I saved her knowing that she had no one to leash her and no one from stopping her form doing what she wants.

She crawls onto my lap, my much larger body rubbing against her panther like curves, she grips my cheeks and presses herself close against my body, our faces almost rubbing against each other, her lips practically touching mine. This causes my cock to swell and rises up against my pants, making a big tent in them that rubbed against her smooth thighs. As she said how she could twist or break my neck or kill me she pauses while considering the options, I choose for her and presses my lips against hers, my large fingers reaching down and gripping her firm full rear like it was dough and pressed her body against mine, my bulging tent rubbing against her covered crotch as I kissed her with a wild passion only a predator could appreciate.

I watched his eyes waiting for him to make the wrong move; waiting to see the terror or the realization he had fucked up. I wasn't expecting him to kiss me. I knew he had eyes for Steele, but this was what I wanted. Passion flared and I thrust my tongue into his mouth eagerly taking control of the kiss. I rubbed my body against his feeling his hardness to my softness especially between my legs where I wanted to sink him in deep.

A creak made me groan in his mouth even as I kept kissing him. Another creak and I recognized someone trying to sneak around. These weren't the pros used before. The pros were probably trained and hired assassins these were just the locals or their own boys who could use more training. I wasn't 100% sure where they were, but I reached down behind my back and pulled out a knife throwing it where the last creak came from. There was a loud scream, gurgling, then the sound of a body hitting the earth. "Bullseye," I moaned into Demos mouth refusing to stop.

I continued kissing him hard, rubbing myself faster against him. I was going to fuck him soon. I managed to pull off my shirt and his when someone was running at us. I didn't have another weapons so was waiting for the idiot to come closer. Apparently, he didn't have a gun (neither did his partner...odd) and was going to chop up with his machete. A bullet lodged in his throat and blood splattered Demo's and I. I went back to Demo's as the warm blood coated my skin. This was sexier than anything I've ever experienced, even the smoking gun in Demo's hand didn't deter me from fucking this man.

Grasping her clothes I slide them off her dexterous body, our naked torsos rubbing against each other, slick with red copper tasting life fluids of an incompetent assassin. I feel her fingers reach beneath my pants, rubbing the thick beast within my boxers as she began to peel down my pants while I slipped down my large hand beneath the edge of her tight fitting pants and with my index finger sliding between the crack of her firm ass I slipp off not just her pants but her panties with in one go. I feel a breeze on my cock as it comes free ,the big beast drips cum and sharp nails strokes it like it's a pet snake.

A duo of attackers leap out of a bush nearby I just grab a grenade and lodges it down the first one's throat before punching the gargling fucker in the head, causing him to fall back, smashing his skull against his fellow assassin. The force of his fall caused them fall over the edge of the cliff we were located on, a muffle boom was heard as they fell over and blood rained over us. My teeth nibbled on her lips while my tongue licked hers, like a large snake preparing to mate with its much smaller but no less deadly counterpart.

Moaning loudly, not caring her voice was carrying through the night Vic kept undressing the man she wanted between her legs. Her hand reached between them and she found the monster cock she was looking for. She wasn't sure how he did it just impressed he did she was naked and he still had his pants on; though his cock was in the air begging to be touched, licked, bounced upon and she was just the girl to do it.

The attackers didn't cause her any alarm and as she eased his meat between her folds she realized she had trusted Demo's to take care of them. Or she was so horny she wasn't going to let their presence stop her from having him deep inside her. Moaning she gripped his shoulders, her nails digging deep, as she finally had him all the way inside her. Her head back she felt the hot blood fall against her skin as she rocked her hips forward and up then slid back down.

They obviously wasn't in the best spot or maybe it was her loud cries that kept driving more and more to them. She bounced faster and faster and saw eyes staring at her stunned. She was sure they didn't expect to see two soldiers fucking. She lazily picked up Demo's gun and fire. The recoil forcing her down harder than she expected making her yell in ecstasy and want more. She looked for the guy she had shot at confirming the kill, but she wasn't sure. He wasn't in the same spot and she didn't quite care. "Fighting and Fucking Demo's. You sure know how to show a girl a good time."

"Oooooh yeah! But this good time will make a bad time for others hehe." I growled out with a smirk as I pump my hips against the wild woman as she rode my phallus, my left hand gripping her right ass cheek like a handle, pulling her against my dick even harder, pushing my big pole into her womb with each thrust, her belly bulging as my thickness filled her toned stomach. Grabbing a machete that had been dropped I jam it up the skull of another would be assassin, his skull splitting apart and showering us in his blood. I throw the blade like a knife and it splits a sniper's eyeball in a tree.

I suddenly stand up and with one hand gripping her ass I fuck her while standing my free hand gripping a pistol I took from our latest kill, kissing her as we killed and fucked with our minds filled with lust for sex and blood I growl against her lips. My cock spasms as I speak and I can feel my orgasm approach. "As I bet those fuckers in the high ups will have a heart attack when they hear the news of the biggest bitches of the army having a kid together, all rearing and ready to go within two decades to make their lives hell." I then kiss her roughly and my cock jerks before exploding into her fertile unprotected womb, white seed pumping into her channels like an endless flood, blood covering our bodies again as we killed some more would be assassins, more like doorknob dumb thugs if you ask me as they can't even go undetected from two killers fucking each other.

I laugh even as I continued sliding up and down that huge fucking pole. My hands tangled in his hair pulling his head sharply back as I kiss him before letting go and feeling more blood rain down upon me. I hear two thuds and see that the last one had guns. Maybe he thought he could sneak up on us while we were distracted. Or maybe he was an idiot if he didn't notice they were killing everything that was moving.

He stood up and Vic wrapped her legs around his waist locking herself in place. She could move her hips and continue fucking herself on his thick cock and not slide down his tone body. My hands out on either side of his head I whisper, "I'm sorry," as I pull the triggers and shoot into the underbrush. The guns are far from his ears, but still they might make his ears ring. I keep shooting at anything twitching and I know I hit a few would be killers in the brush. I drop the guns and lean back my hands touching the ground even as I'm still impaling myself on that cock. I grab his last grenade pull the tab, flex and come up, throwing the grenade into the trees.

"What?! Kids?!" I feel him pulse and I know he's cumming deep inside me. The realization throws me over the edge and I grab his shoulders as I jerk and buck now totally oblivious to my surroundings. My pussy gripping him tightly and milking him wanting every last drop. My mouth open as I moan into his chest almost whimpering when I'm able to come to. I unwrap my legs and stand on my own two feet.

"Thanks. Ya know for the rescuing and sex." I turn and survey the damage. I look into the brush. All seems quiet. I move and feel his cum sliding slowly down my inner thigh. I glance down. "I need to get cleaned up." I slowly move through towards the trees and brush, naked, and covered with blood, gore, and semen running down my thighs.

Chuckling I just stood up and gripped a rifle from the floor and calmly walked towards the river nearby, shooting stragglers of fleeing assassins with my smirk on my lips. The water was cool and fresh from the falls, leeches wouldn't be near the fall as the current would be too harsh for the blood suckers to swim through. strapping the gun to my back I walk into the water and clean the blood, semen and womanly fluids off my body. The cool waters running over my naked body causes my flaccid cock to recover quickly and is soon swollen.

I eye her as she cleans herself just a couple of feet away, I then get a grin on my lips and silently walk behind her before pressing myself against her back, my hard cock pressing like an armed missile between her toned buttocks and against the tender lips of her cum filled snatch. Growling teasingly into her ear I warp my arm around her waist and murmur into her ear while tracing my tongue against her earlobe. "Care for a round two?"