The Defenders Renewed (Group Thread Open To All)

[ADmiral3]

Jordan looked back and forth between the two women, and came to the quick decision that Veronica seemed like she would be more upset if she was ignored by him than Avery would be. He could always return later to go through the armory, if he chose to. But if he didn't go with Veronica, now, he would probably not have the opportunity to go through whatever 'training' she had in mind.

"Thank you for the offer Avery, but I've gotta go train. I'll meet up with you for the armory some other time!"

With five minutes to spare, he would hardly have enough time to find proper equipment. And where could he possibly find a spare outfit on the moon? Was there a Goodwill in space? Jordan's eyes darted around the armory for a few minutes, before coming to rest on a medium sized cardboard box on the ground in the corner. Going over to it, he saw loose clothes of all varieties hanging out of it. A super lost-and-found? It'd do. he reached in and pulled out a bright orange top and... where were the pants? There was only tights in here... I mean it made sense, he supposed but he didn't want to....

3 minutes later, he was running down the hallway in a nice pair of tights, weaving his way throught the corridors back to where he remembered the training room to be. he finally came out into the enormous space, hands on his knees, panting for breath.

 

[silvertongue217]

"Well make it on me! I'm great at torture. You saw me with that dude I caught. He was spilling his guts in the first ten seconds." Max said adjusting her leg, and wincing. "This sucks. After a fight like that I wanna fuck someone, but with my stupid leg, I'll have to be on my back like a bitch." Max complained finishing her smoke and flicking the butt onto the ground. "Once we get up top, you good to go a couple rounds?" Max asked, tugging at the front of his belt. "I won't be any good right now, but we'll both get off at least." She said, managing to undo his belt buckle.

Gregory shook his head raising an eyebrow at her as he pulled the truck out of the parking spot.

"Seriously you got shot and you want to fuck?" Gregory said gunning the engine as he hit the buttons to prep the teleporter.

"Lets get back first and get a look at your leg before we make plans to get in bed with one another" Gregory said moving her hands away from his belt buckle and glancing at her "I dont want to fuck you as you slowly bleed out" he said pushing his foot down on the accelerator. They took off and in seconds they were teleporting back into the Defenders HQ main hangar.

"Were back Commander" Gregory called out getting out and walking over to the trunk "and we got two live ones not sure how much they know or if they even know any thing but there definitely syndicate"

"I will leave em for you" Gregory said coming over to Max "I got to go check Max's leg she got shot"

 

[silvertongue217]

Back in the good old day, this moon station had been filled with dozens of personalities that were too large for the Earth. If Cheif's new recruits were anything to go by, Avery had no doubt that this new team would surpass the old one in that manner. She watched as Veronica swiftly took command of the situation and she shook her head as she sighed. She looked over at Jordan and shrugged, an eyebrow arching.

"Just so you know, apart from Chief, you are under no obligations to follow anyone else's orders around here. Unless he tells you to. When we get to full capacity again you'll find that this place can get a bit... crowded." She informed him, her mind drifting to the wild card she had met earlier, Max. She wondered that the woman had gotten her claws into poor Spiders so quickly and hoped Jordan wouldn't be reeled in against his own desire. She remembered being the fresh meat on base, she remembered feeling as though she was the least of them all. She hoped that Jordan would find his place sooner than she had, that he would realise that he was already powerful in his own right even if he was young.

"Go ahead if you like, we can always catch up later. I can show you what these do if you are still interested," Avery motioned around at the weapons.

John watched spark go waiting until he had left the room before turning back to Avery.

"its damn good to see you sweetheart" He said cracking one of his rare smiles "I was hoping you would-"

John was cut off shirt by Gregory's words in his ear. He paused listening for a few minutes before nodding his head.

"Sounds good" John said before looking at Avery "Gregory got us two syndicate troops care to help me put them in the holding cell?" He asked though he rose out of his spot and began walking as if it wasnt really a question.

"Must be as rough for you as it was for me the first time" He remarked his eyes taking in the run down hall and general raggedy appearance "To think this hall once housed 25 hero's walking side by side and discussing missions and tasks" He said reaching out running his fingers against the metal.

"There are so few of us left nowadays" John said sighing as they made their way to the hangar "friends lost alliances broken couples split the syndicate.... Jane she took so much from us"

 

[Aliceinchains36]

Jordan looked back and forth between the two women, and came to the quick decision that Veronica seemed like she would be more upset if she was ignored by him than Avery would be. He could always return later to go through the armory, if he chose to. But if he didn't go with Veronica, now, he would probably not have the opportunity to go through whatever 'training' she had in mind.

"Thank you for the offer Avery, but I've gotta go train. I'll meet up with you for the armory some other time!"

With five minutes to spare, he would hardly have enough time to find proper equipment. And where could he possibly find a spare outfit on the moon? Was there a Goodwill in space? Jordan's eyes darted around the armory for a few minutes, before coming to rest on a medium sized cardboard box on the ground in the corner. Going over to it, he saw loose clothes of all varieties hanging out of it. A super lost-and-found? It'd do. he reached in and pulled out a bright orange top and... where were the pants? There was only tights in here... I mean it made sense, he supposed but he didn't want to....

3 minutes later, he was running down the hallway in a nice pair of tights, weaving his way throught the corridors back to where he remembered the training room to be. he finally came out into the enormous space, hands on his knees, panting for breath.

Veronica looked him over with a critical eye. "Where are your weapons? I told you to come equipped. Would you go out into the field unarmed?" She asked, walking towards him. She had changed out of her pants and sweater, and now she was wearing just a sports bra and shorts. "It doesn't matter. You're in the field now. Behind enemy lines. You get what you brought. And you've just been made by and enemy agent. Get ready." She said, moving into a combat stance. Then, without warning, she lashed out with a kick aimed for his stomach.

 

[ADmiral3]

Veronica looked him over with a critical eye. "Where are your weapons? I told you to come equipped. Would you go out into the field unarmed?" She asked, walking towards him. She had changed out of her pants and sweater, and now she was wearing just a sports bra and shorts. "It doesn't matter. You're in the field now. Behind enemy lines. You get what you brought. And you've just been made by and enemy agent. Get ready." She said, moving into a combat stance. Then, without warning, she lashed out with a kick aimed for his stomach.

Jordon's instincts kicked in when she moved at him, and his fingers snapped of their own accord. Unfortunately for him, her swift movement had also drawn his eyes directly to her foot, so he simply blinked back into existence in front of the offending stroke, ane was kicked solidly in the stomach, knocking him back onto his ass, arms flailing as he went down.

"Alright, lucky shot..." he muttered, scrambling Backwards to avoid her next attack. His hands got ready to move himself again, this time focusing on a spot directly behind her, getting ready to move the moment she swung at him again. He had an idea already formulating in his head. While he hadn't wanted to use his sleep toxin syringes on Siren, for fear of her falling asleep mid air, he had no qualms about sticking one in this woman's back if given the opportunity. If she was going to pretend this was a real life situation, he sure as hell wasn't about to get taken out.

 

[Aliceinchains36]

Gregory shook his head raising an eyebrow at her as he pulled the truck out of the parking spot.

"Seriously you got shot and you want to fuck?" Gregory said gunning the engine as he hit the buttons to prep the teleporter.

"Lets get back first and get a look at your leg before we make plans to get in bed with one another" Gregory said moving her hands away from his belt buckle and glancing at her "I dont want to fuck you as you slowly bleed out" he said pushing his foot down on the accelerator. They took off and in seconds they were teleporting back into the Defenders HQ main hangar.

"Were back Commander" Gregory called out getting out and walking over to the trunk "and we got two live ones not sure how much they know or if they even know any thing but there definitely syndicate"

"I will leave em for you" Gregory said coming over to Max "I got to go check Max's leg she got shot"

"Why are you such a pussy!" Max groaned, as the truck returned to the base. "I'm fine. Plus what's a better aphrodisiac than blood?" She asked him. She opened up her door and slid out of the truck, leaning against it until Gregory came over to her. She then wrapped her arm around him as the two made their way out of the hanger. "Do you have any crazy space healing goop? 'Cuz this thing does hurt like a bitch." Max said. "And if the healing goop knocks me out, my pussy is off limits. I ain't into it if I can't feel it, but you look like you do all kinds of weird shit." Max said as she limped down the halls with him.

 

[Aliceinchains36]

Jordon's instincts kicked in when she moved at him, and his fingers snapped of their own accord. Unfortunately for him, her swift movement had also drawn his eyes directly to her foot, so he simply blinked back into existence in front of the offending stroke, ane was kicked solidly in the stomach, knocking him back onto his ass, arms flailing as he went down.

"Alright, lucky shot..." he muttered, scrambling Backwards to avoid her next attack. His hands got ready to move himself again, this time focusing on a spot directly behind her, getting ready to move the moment she swung at him again. He had an idea already formulating in his head. While he hadn't wanted to use his sleep toxin syringes on Siren, for fear of her falling asleep mid air, he had no qualms about sticking one in this woman's back if given the opportunity. If she was going to pretend this was a real life situation, he sure as hell wasn't about to get taken out.

Veronica struck again, this time hitting nothing but air. But she already saw what was coming. She turned around and kicked in one fluid motion, smirking when she felt Spark's stomach under her foot and heard his "oof" as he hit the floor. "Don't announce where you're going to jump to. It takes less than a second to snap your fingers. I shouldn't know you're thinking about teleporting until you're already gone." Veronica said, waiting for Spark to stand before taking her combat stance again.

 

[SinisterSpiders]

John watched spark go waiting until he had left the room before turning back to Avery.

"its damn good to see you sweetheart" He said cracking one of his rare smiles "I was hoping you would-"

John was cut off shirt by Gregory's words in his ear. He paused listening for a few minutes before nodding his head.

"Sounds good" John said before looking at Avery "Gregory got us two syndicate troops care to help me put them in the holding cell?" He asked though he rose out of his spot and began walking as if it wasnt really a question.

"Must be as rough for you as it was for me the first time" He remarked his eyes taking in the run down hall and general raggedy appearance "To think this hall once housed 25 hero's walking side by side and discussing missions and tasks" He said reaching out running his fingers against the metal.

"There are so few of us left nowadays" John said sighing as they made their way to the hangar "friends lost alliances broken couples split the syndicate.... Jane she took so much from us"

"Yes," Avery sighed in agreement. "It's just weird reconciling this place with the one I used to call home. Though I'm sure it'll feel like home again in no time. At least you're ." Avery returned Joh's smile.

"Sure," she replied when John suggested going to help out with the prisoners. "I know Jane took a lot from us, but there are some things we won't let her have. And this time? I have a feeling we will all do what it takes to neutralise her."

"Lets see who Max and Spiders brought us..." Avery said when they reached the truck.

 

[ADmiral3]

Veronica struck again, this time hitting nothing but air. But she already saw what was coming. She turned around and kicked in one fluid motion, smirking when she felt Spark's stomach under her foot and heard his "oof" as he hit the floor. "Don't announce where you're going to jump to. It takes less than a second to snap your fingers. I shouldn't know you're thinking about teleporting until you're already gone." Veronica said, waiting for Spark to stand before taking her combat stance again.

Jordan slowly got to his feet, one hand clutching his aching stomach. He had been knocked down twice now in the span of a few seconds, and he was gettng pissed off. As he stood, he pulled one of his needles from his shoulder straps, getting it ready so that he could use it. Maybe he could fool her by trying the same move twice. If he teleported to another spot next to her, all he would have to do was take the hit she sent, and drive his injector into whatever she hit him with. He could brace himself to take one hit, right?

"Alright, I was just warming up. Cmon, I can take it," he said, taking a combat stance, holding his weapon in his back hand.

 

[Aliceinchains36]

Jordan slowly got to his feet, one hand clutching his aching stomach. He had been knocked down twice now in the span of a few seconds, and he was gettng pissed off. As he stood, he pulled one of his needles from his shoulder straps, getting it ready so that he could use it. Maybe he could fool her by trying the same move twice. If he teleported to another spot next to her, all he would have to do was take the hit she sent, and drive his injector into whatever she hit him with. He could brace himself to take one hit, right?

"Alright, I was just warming up. Cmon, I can take it," he said, taking a combat stance, holding his weapon in his back hand.

Veronica circled him for a moment, before cartwheeling forward towards him. She sprung upwards from the mat, easily disarming him, before using her momentum to spin around and kick him in the side of the head. She tossed the needle aside as he hit the ground on his back, before putting her foot on his neck. "I don't appreciate being drugged. Wave one of those needles around again, and I'll stop going easy on you. Now get up." Veronica said, bending down and lifting him to his feet by the collar of his shirt. She moved back and took a combat stance again. "Last chance before you're unconscious. Hit me." Veronica commanded.

 

[ADmiral3]

The blow to the side of his head sent him reeling, clutching the spot of impact as the pans from his earlier fight came back to him. He stood for a moment, anger filling him as he glared at this older woman. She had no powers, this should be easy!

"I thought you said to be equipped with a weapon! I'm just trying to use everything at my disposal to my advantage." He said this boldly, but refrained from pulling out another syringe. He wasn't used to offense, he never struck first. Striking first started a fight, something Jordan was loathe to do. But right now, this lady had pissed him off. He began planning, plotting to fake a snap right before he hit her, he was sure she would notice his fingers bracing and assume he was about to move, then he would simply nail her with a fist to the jaw. He moved forwards slightly, then ran at her, his eyes focused on the spot right behind her to build the illusion.

 

[silvertongue217]

"Why are you such a pussy!" Max groaned, as the truck returned to the base. "I'm fine. Plus what's a better aphrodisiac than blood?" She asked him. She opened up her door and slid out of the truck, leaning against it until Gregory came over to her. She then wrapped her arm around him as the two made their way out of the hanger. "Do you have any crazy space healing goop? 'Cuz this thing does hurt like a bitch." Max said. "And if the healing goop knocks me out, my pussy is off limits. I ain't into it if I can't feel it, but you look like you do all kinds of weird shit." Max said as she limped down the halls with him.

"I am not a pussy" Gregory said rolling his eyes and shaking his head "I'm just trying to make sure I dont end up fucking a corpse" He retorted leading her into the medical bay of Defenders HQ. He led her over to the table and sat her down snorting at her words about magical scape goop.

"The nanobots are already working on repairing the damage" He said "I just want to make sure you dont need lest you bleed out"

He brought the chair over and sat down gently unpeeling the bandage and revealing the wound.

"hmmmmm might as well" He said grabbing the rag he brought "hold still" he said wiping the blood away to clean the wound.

"So still with me sexy?" He asked her not bothering to glance up as he began stitching the wound together.

 

[silvertongue217]

"Yes," Avery sighed in agreement. "It's just weird reconciling this place with the one I used to call home. Though I'm sure it'll feel like home again in no time. At least you're ." Avery returned Joh's smile.

"Sure," she replied when John suggested going to help out with the prisoners. "I know Jane took a lot from us, but there are some things we won't let her have. And this time? I have a feeling we will all do what it takes to neutralise her."

"Lets see who Max and Spiders brought us..." Avery said when they reached the truck.

"Looks like two grunts" John said pushing the trunk up and revealing the two tied up syndicate goons "I doubt they know any thing" he murmured shaking his head as they both began cursing him in spanish.

"But if any one is going to figure it out its Max" John said pulling them both out easily by their uniforms "as long as she understands we arent to kill them" He said throwing them both onto the ground and tossing her a pair of cuffs.

"You're damn right about Jane" John said kneeling down to cuff his own prisoner "It was my responsibility I should have ended her when I had the chance all those years ago because I didnt you all paid some of you with your lives like Gregorys parents"

 

[Aliceinchains36]

"I am not a pussy" Gregory said rolling his eyes and shaking his head "I'm just trying to make sure I dont end up fucking a corpse" He retorted leading her into the medical bay of Defenders HQ. He led her over to the table and sat her down snorting at her words about magical scape goop.

"The nanobots are already working on repairing the damage" He said "I just want to make sure you dont need lest you bleed out"

He brought the chair over and sat down gently unpeeling the bandage and revealing the wound.

"hmmmmm might as well" He said grabbing the rag he brought "hold still" he said wiping the blood away to clean the wound.

"So still with me sexy?" He asked her not bothering to glance up as he began stitching the wound together.

"Dead girls don't say no." Max joked, as he helped her up onto the table. She leaned back and silently watched him work, until he said she was sexy. "So I'm sexy now?" She asked, sounding very pleased. She leaned back and put her good leg over his shoulder, before unbuttoning her shorts. "I think there's some damage further up my leg. Maybe you should feel around, see if you can find anything." Max said, teasingly moving her zipper up and down. "Here Kitty Kitty." She whispered, grabbing his hand and placing it on her flat tattooed stomach.

 

[silvertongue217]

"Dead girls don't say no." Max joked, as he helped her up onto the table. She leaned back and silently watched him work, until he said she was sexy. "So I'm sexy now?" She asked, sounding very pleased. She leaned back and put her good leg over his shoulder, before unbuttoning her shorts. "I think there's some damage further up my leg. Maybe you should feel around, see if you can find anything." Max said, teasingly moving her zipper up and down. "Here Kitty Kitty." She whispered, grabbing his hand and placing it on her flat tattooed stomach.

Gregory shook his head unable to stop himself from grinning a bit "you really are impossible you know that right" he said feeling her all but pushing his hand down to her pussy. He finished sewing and bit the string off ignoring her (for now) as he inspected the stitch.

"well its not pretty since you were distracting me but it will do" he said pushing his hand down letting his nimble fingers dance up and down her mouth before he jerked his thumb against her clit and teased it.

"Hmmmm im not feeling any more wounds" He teased continuing to tease and stimulate her clit with his thumb "you sure" he asked grinning and raising his eyebrow.

 

[Aliceinchains36]

The blow to the side of his head sent him reeling, clutching the spot of impact as the pans from his earlier fight came back to him. He stood for a moment, anger filling him as he glared at this older woman. She had no powers, this should be easy!

"I thought you said to be equipped with a weapon! I'm just trying to use everything at my disposal to my advantage." He said this boldly, but refrained from pulling out another syringe. He wasn't used to offense, he never struck first. Striking first started a fight, something Jordan was loathe to do. But right now, this lady had pissed him off. He began planning, plotting to fake a snap right before he hit her, he was sure she would notice his fingers bracing and assume he was about to move, then he would simply nail her with a fist to the jaw. He moved forwards slightly, then ran at her, his eyes focused on the spot right behind her to build the illusion.

"I meant a gun, or a knife, not a sleep aid. You knock your enemies out, they wake up angry and searching for you. Dead men don't get up." Veronica said, noting he was about to jump. "I thought I told you-" She was cut off as he ran forward and swung at her jaw. Veronica reacted on instinct, turning to avoid the blow before grabbing his arm. She flipped him over herself and slammed him into the mat before knocking him out with a kick to the jaw. "Good attempt." She said to his sleeping form. "Maybe with some help, you won't be half bad." She said, walking out of the training room.

Veronica walked down the halls to her bedroom. Once there she grabbed her toiletries before walking to the bathroom. She didn't bother to lock the door, there weren't many people here to walk in on her. Veronica stripped out of her sweaty workout clothes before stepping into the shower. She turned on the hot water, and sighed as it hit her pale skin. She just stood under the hot water for a few moments, enjoying the feeling as the room filled with steam.

 

[Aliceinchains36]

Gregory shook his head unable to stop himself from grinning a bit "you really are impossible you know that right" he said feeling her all but pushing his hand down to her pussy. He finished sewing and bit the string off ignoring her (for now) as he inspected the stitch.

"well its not pretty since you were distracting me but it will do" he said pushing his hand down letting his nimble fingers dance up and down her mouth before he jerked his thumb against her clit and teased it.

"Hmmmm im not feeling any more wounds" He teased continuing to tease and stimulate her clit with his thumb "you sure" he asked grinning and raising his eyebrow.

"Finally!" Max moaned, as she felt his fingertips tease her clit. "I was starting to think you were gay." She said. She pulled off her top to reveal her small but perky breasts to him, pinching her nipples and smirking at him. "Aren't these the best tits you've ever seen Kitty?" She asked, grabbing him by the back of the head and forcing his face between them. "Give 'em a taste just to be sure." She commanded, reaching into her shorts and grabbing his hand. She began to rub herself against his hand, before slipping two of his fingers into her excited folds. "I'm not a big fan of foreplay Kitty. Either get your pants off, or get mine off. I'm ready to go." She whispered as she fucked herself with his hand.

 

[silvertongue217]

"Finally!" Max moaned, as she felt his fingertips tease her clit. "I was starting to think you were gay." She said. She pulled off her top to reveal her small but perky breasts to him, pinching her nipples and smirking at him. "Aren't these the best tits you've ever seen Kitty?" She asked, grabbing him by the back of the head and forcing his face between them. "Give 'em a taste just to be sure." She commanded, reaching into her shorts and grabbing his hand. She began to rub herself against his hand, before slipping two of his fingers into her excited folds. "I'm not a big fan of foreplay Kitty. Either get your pants off, or get mine off. I'm ready to go." She whispered as she fucked herself with his hand.

"I can see that" Gregory said his voice muffled by her breast. He groaned rocking with her letting her use his fingers and hand to fuck herself with as he bit and nipped at her tits. He reached down with one shaky hand undoing his belt and his pants and pushing his pants down.

He pulled away from her his thick cock jutting out long and curved up slightly. He reached for her shorts ripping them off and tossing them aside before pulling her forward until the head of his cock pressed against her pussy. He leaned in biting and kissing on her neck as he slid into her filling her in one rough jerk.

 

[ADmiral3]

"I meant a gun, or a knife, not a sleep aid. You knock your enemies out, they wake up angry and searching for you. Dead men don't get up." Veronica said, noting he was about to jump. "I thought I told you-" She was cut off as he ran forward and swung at her jaw. Veronica reacted on instinct, turning to avoid the blow before grabbing his arm. She flipped him over herself and slammed him into the mat before knocking him out with a kick to the jaw. "Good attempt." She said to his sleeping form. "Maybe with some help, you won't be half bad." She said, walking out of the training room.

Veronica walked down the halls to her bedroom. Once there she grabbed her toiletries before walking to the bathroom. She didn't bother to lock the door, there weren't many people here to walk in on her. Veronica stripped out of her sweaty workout clothes before stepping into the shower. She turned on the hot water, and sighed as it hit her pale skin. She just stood under the hot water for a few moments, enjoying the feeling as the room filled with steam.

Jordan woke up groaning, his body felt like it was on fire. After the two consecutive beat downs in the training room, he was too tired to think. He lay there for a few moments before deciding that he had to find somewhere more comfortable to go to sleep. There had to be beds somewhere in this place, right?

He went to get to his feet to meander the halls, but his back leg screamed in pain when he tried, so he flopped back down again. He must have pulled it, it didn;t feel broken, just wrong. Tilting his head back to look down the hallway behind him, he feebly snapped his fingers, moving his prone body down the way. He kept up this rhythm, checking every door he passed for some sign of a bunk, or a laundry ple he could crash in, as his clothes were taking the toll of his unconventional traveling method. Finally he saw a placard engraved with the word "Bedroom", hanging above a wooden door. He reached up and managed to pull himself to his feet, ignoring his pained leg, and walked into the room, spotting the bed immediately. He let his body fall to the floor, snapping himself to the bed and lying there, his tattered clothes mostly reting on his body, not holding themselves up any longer.

He was so exhausted that he passed out again on the spot, without so much as another glance around the room. He trusted the fact that he was a light sleeper to warn him if anyone else came in looking for him. However, what he didn't notice, was the steam leaking under the other door in the bedroom, or the sound of a showerhead being turned off, water dripping onto tile.

 

[Aliceinchains36]

"I can see that" Gregory said his voice muffled by her breast. He groaned rocking with her letting her use his fingers and hand to fuck herself with as he bit and nipped at her tits. He reached down with one shaky hand undoing his belt and his pants and pushing his pants down.

He pulled away from her his thick cock jutting out long and curved up slightly. He reached for her shorts ripping them off and tossing them aside before pulling her forward until the head of his cock pressed against her pussy. He leaned in biting and kissing on her neck as he slid into her filling her in one rough jerk.

"Ohhhh! Kitty's big." Max moaned as he pushed his hard cock into her with one stroke. She wrapped both of her legs around him, ignoring the pain from her wound as she kept him from moving. She grabbed his head and pulled it up so they were looking each other directly in the eye. "Tell me that's the best pussy you've ever had." She moaned, pushing him with her legs. "Tell me I'm the best you've ever been with." She commanded, licking his jawline.

 

[silvertongue217]

Gregory laughed thrusting in harder and faster sending the gurney she was on rocking. His hands moved down to her ass keeping her in place smacking her ass as he drove his cock in and out of her harder and faster. He moaned tipping his head back at her licks shivering in pleasure as the steady sound of his balls clapping against her ass filled the room.

"Earn it and I will" he said laughing "you want to be the best I ever been with then fuck like you want to ruin me for all other men unless your going to let the leg make you bitch in this fucking"

 

[Aliceinchains36]

Gregory laughed thrusting in harder and faster sending the gurney she was on rocking. His hands moved down to her ass keeping her in place smacking her ass as he drove his cock in and out of her harder and faster. He moaned tipping his head back at her licks shivering in pleasure as the steady sound of his balls clapping against her ass filled the room.

"Earn it and I will" he said laughing "you want to be the best I ever been with then fuck like you want to ruin me for all other men unless your going to let the leg make you bitch in this fucking"

Max used her legs to squeeze the back of his knees hard enough to cause him to fall flat on his back onto the floor. She caught his head so he wouldn't be knocked out, but she let the rest of him take the hit. "That's not how this works Kitty." She growled, bouncing hard on his cock. "I'm a tender fucking little princess, and I need some goddamn sweet talk." She commanded, wrapping her hands around his throat. She sunk down on his cock, rotating her hips slowly, before aggressively riding him again. "I don't have to earn anything." She growled, squeezing his neck. "Treat me like your other girls. Tell me I'm pretty. Tell me my tits are hot and that my pussy feels good." She growled, choking him harder and bouncing faster.

 

[silvertongue217]

"what are you going to do choke me to death if I dont" Gregory managed to get out between gaps. His body was sore from the fall but his cock was throbbing inside of her and fuck did it feel good! He laughed but it quickly turned into a groan as she sank up and down aggressively.

"Fuck oh shit your getting there baby I would be more than happy to tell you your pretty" he gasped out thrusting forward with his hips and meeting her thrust for thrust.

"F-F- Pussy... Feels good! Not best yet"

 

[Aliceinchains36]

Jordan woke up groaning, his body felt like it was on fire. After the two consecutive beat downs in the training room, he was too tired to think. He lay there for a few moments before deciding that he had to find somewhere more comfortable to go to sleep. There had to be beds somewhere in this place, right?

He went to get to his feet to meander the halls, but his back leg screamed in pain when he tried, so he flopped back down again. He must have pulled it, it didn;t feel broken, just wrong. Tilting his head back to look down the hallway behind him, he feebly snapped his fingers, moving his prone body down the way. He kept up this rhythm, checking every door he passed for some sign of a bunk, or a laundry ple he could crash in, as his clothes were taking the toll of his unconventional traveling method. Finally he saw a placard engraved with the word "Bedroom", hanging above a wooden door. He reached up and managed to pull himself to his feet, ignoring his pained leg, and walked into the room, spotting the bed immediately. He let his body fall to the floor, snapping himself to the bed and lying there, his tattered clothes mostly reting on his body, not holding themselves up any longer.

He was so exhausted that he passed out again on the spot, without so much as another glance around the room. He trusted the fact that he was a light sleeper to warn him if anyone else came in looking for him. However, what he didn't notice, was the steam leaking under the other door in the bedroom, or the sound of a showerhead being turned off, water dripping onto tile.

Veronica cleaned herself and washed her hair, enjoying a long shower before finally getting out. She stepped out and brushed her hair, letting herself air dry a bit instead of using a towel. Once her hair was free of tangles, and she was no longer dripping water, she opened the bathroom door, only to find a half naked Spark sprawled out on her bed.

"What the Hell are you doing in here you little shit!? There are fifty other beds here! Get out right now before I shoot you!" Veronica yelled, completely loosing her temper as she grabbed Spark and pulled him off of her bed. She threw him out of her room, before slamming the door and locking it behind him. "Little creep." She growled, looking around the room to see if he took anything. Or added it.

 

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Veronica cleaned herself and washed her hair, enjoying a long shower before finally getting out. She stepped out and brushed her hair, letting herself air dry a bit instead of using a towel. Once her hair was free of tangles, and she was no longer dripping water, she opened the bathroom door, only to find a half naked Spark sprawled out on her bed.

"What the Hell are you doing in here you little shit!? There are fifty other beds here! Get out right now before I shoot you!" Veronica yelled, completely loosing her temper as she grabbed Spark and pulled him off of her bed. She threw him out of her room, before slamming the door and locking it behind him. "Little creep." She growled, looking around the room to see if he took anything. Or added it.

Jordan lay facedown, in an almost comical slump, his arms at his side, and his ass sticking up in the air after being evicted from Veronica's room. He was letting out a slow and continuous groan, as he had been roughly awakened and thrown onto the floor, leaving his body in a whole new state of disrepair.

After about a minute of lying there, he noticed something and laughed again, at just how ridiculous everything was. He was still in alot of pain, but apparently that hadn't stopped his cock from reacting to his run in in the room he was now sprawled out in front of. He had gotten a clear view of her naked body as he was removed, with water still glistening on her massive jugs. She might be a frigid bitch to new recruits, but Damn, she had sure gotten him warmed up.

He crawled over to the wall opposite of the door and leaned back against it, too tired to look for another room, and passed out, with one thought running through his worn brain. He chuckled again as he remembered what Veronica had told him before she had knocked him out: "You knock your enemies out, they wake up angry and searching for you. Dead men don't get up."