"Sometimes... Even giving your all isn't enough..." He murmurs, hugging her tightly, as if it might be their last time together.
The Syren Conspiracy (For Floozer)
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"This is my room, idiot. I can say what I want." He says, chuckling. He sobers up. "But that's easy for you to say. You've never been in a large scale battle. Not where things like this were concerned. The place is going to be heavily defended, and they're going to know we're coming. It's a paradox. We know it's going to be a trap, yet we have to walk into it anyway." He says.
She rolls him over so she is laying on top of him. "That may be so, but I have been in plenty of fights. I know what to look out for and what to do. So you can either mope and fear about it, or you can buck your chin up and go into this with as much confidence as you can muster!"
"Like I always do." He says, reaching up and pulling her down into a kiss. "I love you. Remember that. Now and forever. And yes, I know that sounded cheesy as hell." He says, smiling and nuzzling her nose, his hands cupping her face.
"Mm. Yeah. You're right..." He murmurs, smiling. He tickles her feet with his own, and slowly strokes her hair as they relax.
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"Good thing my aim is scarily accurate, then." He murmurs, kissing her again before pulling her down to the side beside the passed out Brynn. He wraps his arms and even curls his legs around her, practically enclosing her in his warmth. "Yeah. We'll all make it out alive..." He smiles and kisses her forehead before taking her hands and pressing them to his chest, where she can feel his deep breathing and strong heartbeat. "I like feeling them there..." He murmurs as an explanation.
He stares at her too, his eyes roving over every detail of her face. Her golden eyes, her lavender skin, the cute button nose, the full lips; memorising each and every little thing. "You know... I never asked... How old are you?" He asks, smiling a little.
"Dropped out of college? Why?" He asks. "Oh, and I'm around.. twenty... Six? I don't know. Never kept track."
"Yeaaaah I can see why you dropped out." He chuckles. "Bad case of wanderlust... And lust too." He pokes her belly. "Oh by the way, did I ever tell you that this whole base is movable? It breaks up into sections in case of an attack. Basically, this room is attached to a much larger ship." He says.
"Huh... that sounds expensive... very expensive... Sorry, my inner penny pincher is crying at the thought of how much this entire place must cost. Money has always been a sore spot for me. When you live off of bounties, you have to count every credit."
"It is... Sis gets funding from god knows where. She's pretty secretive about it. Buuuut I heard that the king of Lanius Prime might be one of them... The guy is a conspiracy nut, and hence the Lanii soldiers. The guy pretty provided half of our total income, probably. And then we have various businesses running and stuff. Generates enough for us to live off of as well as pay the soldiers." He says, reaching around to stroke her hair.
Her hair coils around his arm and plays with his hand. "It is so strange to see someone not go limp as a noddle after touching my hair like that... But that is beside the point. You have seem fairly well established. Sadly, so is your enemy."
"Unfortunately so. Not surprising, since they're a giant company and all... Also, this is my 90% inorganic body we're talking about. Of course nothing is going to happen if I play with your hair!" He says, smiling and flicking a few strands this way and that. "But we'll take them down. Good always wins out over the bad, right?"
He's quiet for a while, thinking it over, then he nods. "Yeah. You're right again..." He murmurs. His eyes are starting to drift closed, even though they just woke from a pretty long sleep. "You know what... I'm just going to nap here for a bit... Maybe an hour or so..." He hugs her closer, his forehead bending down to touch hers, his red eyes still fixed on hers as his lids fall and he goes to sleep.
She games for an hour, blasting zombies to bits with vintage weapons, until the bedsprings creak and Alex's head appears next to her. "Hmm. Didn't know you were a fan of zombie games." He says, watching her play. A few minutes later, a sleepy groan interrupts them as Brynn finally wakes. Alex grins, disappears for a second, then reappears with Brynn underneath him. "She makes a pretty good pillow." He says, laughing. "Ugh. Fuck you Alex. Let me out already!" She whines. "Er... I just fucked you. Literally." He says, grinning. Brynn groans and facepalms. "Okay I walked right into that one..." She says. A few more minutes of silence, then, "Alex... Please tell me that's the holster of your gun pressing into my butt..." She mutters. "Nope." Is his reply. She groans and hangs her head over the side of the bed. "Why do I have such a horny pervert for a brother...?" She mutters again.
"They are not my favorite type of game, but there is something satisfying about popping their heads like chunky balloons! Besides, it is nice to remember these old weapons that the humans used to think were amazing! My favorite is the M1 carbine." Her tongue pokes out as she focuses on a particularly hard part. "You know Brynn, it only gets worse, because your horny pervert brother has a horny pervert girlfriend and we both have horny pervert thoughts about you!"
She fakes a sobbing noise as Alex laughs on top of her. "Yeaaaah I can see that!" She groans, her head in her hands. "You have a point, Liv. It's kinda funny how humans used to think ballistic weapons were the shit back in the day. Watch out for that one on the left! Down there, on the floor! Stomp its head! Ceiling!" He continues to call out the zombies as Olivia takes them down one after the other. Even Brynn stops her moping to watch the game, her hands clasped in front of her.
She dodges this way and that, getting head shots and running for her life when there are too many. "Fuck the crawling guys! Who thought that was a good idea to let them cling to the ceiling! It's such bullshit!" She survives the last hold out event and gets to the safe room with a sigh. "This game is too hard solo...."
"Agreed." Alex says, nodding. "Hard. Right. There's something hard pressing at my asshole right now. Alex, I swear, if you fuck my ass again I'll-!" She's cut off by a loud moan as Alex buries both his dicks in her asshole with a grunt. He doesn't move, but just lets his dicks stretch and fill her ass. "Mm... Nice and tight. You were saying, Brynn?" He says with a cheeky grin, wiggling his hips and earning another moan from his sister. ".... Nothing..." She sighs.
"There isn't a difficulty setting either. Just the game as it was intended to play, which is good in some ways, but if you can't get a reliable team together it means you have to work your ass off." She turns off the station and puts the controller down. "Starting right off the bat huh? Careful now, you might gape her ass forever!"
"Meh. There's stuff on the market that can fix it." He says, his elbows resting on Brynn's shoulders while she pouts. "And no, not right off the bat. I'm just chilling with my dicks in her ass. No sex." He says, looking at Olivia. "You can go ahead and use her mouth though. I doubt she'd mind." He grins wide as Brynn splutters and starts protesting.