Legion of Steel

by Lucian Knight

  "How about we let those lovebirds get one first. They’re stinking the place up to the high heavens."

  "What? You stink far worse!" Levi exclaimed as she got up from her bar stool. With a deft move, she unzipped her smart suit and threw it aside. "Come on, Lady Death! Join me! We shouldn’t let these barbarians enjoy our company!"

  "Samson, how about we go check up on something while the ladies have some time to themselves?"

  "Yes, Commander," he replied, letting go of Levi and raced past me into the hallway.

  "Don’t take too much time, we got a lot of work ahead of us."

  "Sure thing, Commander. I’ll be sure not to make you wait too long," she whispered as I planted a kiss on her lips. "Say, why did I sense some jealousy in there before Samson stormed out?"

  "You really have to ask? It’s not like I want everyone staring at my—woman."

  "Oh? This woman has had many a man before your time, Commander. You better deal with it professionally."

  "Hah! Anyone I know?"

  She shrugged.

  "You’ve met him, but no matter what you think or want to say, it’s been a long time since, and I have no more love left for him. Is that enough for a reply?"

  " Yes, if you say so. Now, how about you two go take that shower while I have a chat with Samson."

  Samson waited for me outside with his massive arms crossed over his chest, acting like he didn’t have a worry in the world, so I decided to let him wait for a moment.

  "Hey, Devil, who was she talking about?" I asked as the door closed behind me.

  "She did what she had to in order to keep the legion afloat and alive, so don’t even think about going there."

  "Hey, I wasn’t. I’m just curious, especially since she said we’ve met."

  "Well, almost everyone she knew from the early days is dead. A couple BC’s and doctors, some engineers and guards. Though there is one who’s been there since the start."

  "Oh? Who’s that?"

  "Me, who else?"

  "I see. So you guys are more or less relics of the past, huh?"

  "Is something wrong?" Samson asked as I stood there, staring at the wall.

  "Just some inner dilemma. I’m talking about an issue with Devil."

  "I see," was all he said. He remained there, standing with his eyes focused on the floor.

  "Lieutenant, speak your mind," I said, coming up with his rank then and there. Luckily, I knew the hierarchy in the space navy, more or less. One of the next things we’d have to deal with would be to hand out promotions, so until then it would have to do.

  "Lieutenant? Are you sure?" he smirked.

  "You’re my second in command along with Levi. Only after Gremory, that is."

  "Hah! Hell yeah! So, where are we going?"

  I shrugged.

  "To get wasted? I surely could use some time for myself. If you’re up for it."

  "Are you sure?" the big man asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.

  "Not really."

  "Then ask her and deal with the consequences, or forget about it. But keep one thing in mind, Commander, she’s yours now if I haven’t misunderstood. Don’t push or hurt her."

  "I never said it was about her."

  "You didn’t have to. I might be a big brute, but I’m not dumb, my friend."

  "Hey, Devil, what’s his name?

  "Are you sure you want to know?"

  "Come on, don’t act like an ass. Tell me."

  "Remember, you asked for it. His name is Mikhail."

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  "Ah, there you are," I said as Kris finally arrived. "Any update on the Doc or the haul?"

  "Can I sit down?" she asked weakly.

  "What’s with the formality? You live here too, don’t you?"

  "I guess," she replied, taking a seat opposite me. Her uniform, or what passed for a smart-cloth, was so heavily disheveled and dirty, that I couldn’t help but think she’d been scrubbing the engines with her body.

  "I haven’t used his workspace yet, and this might be as good a time as any.

  "I guess. Shit, I’m so tired it’s not even funny."

  "Go get a shower and change. I’ll prepare us a drink and have someone bring food. We can work then if you don’t mind."

  She nodded and got up from the chair she was sitting on and disappeared into the bathing area. Twenty minutes later, she was back with only a short-sleeved t-shirt on that fell to her knees. She sat beside me and ate the snacks prepared by the kitchen staff. I didn’t push her; instead I waited patiently for her to finish as I pretended to be doing something.

  "Shit, this is much better," she chuckled after devouring all the prepared food. Once she felt better, I told her to sit on my chair and turn on the piece of hardware that very much looked like a computer. As she did so, I gave her a shoulder massage.

  "Really? A password? To hide stuff from whom? Gremory and I?" was what Kris first asked. It was more to poke fun at them than anything else, but it sure did make sense once I realized all kinds of people could walk in on this place.

  The second thing we’d done was to look for anything on Mikhail. Zero. Nada. Nothing at all. There were some minor details on the organization called The Host, but nothing else. It would have to wait until Gremory was calm enough to speak to me.

  "So, can you tell me anything new?"

  "I sure can. The doc is fine from what Heather observed, and we think she might be done soon. Regarding the second matter, we’re done as well. It took us much less time than predicted, especially since double the people signed up. Now, there’s a small issue. A lot of extra rations were used up, and I don’t know how much we’ll have once we arrive on Earth. I keep imagining them prohibiting us from loading up on provisions. In such a situation, we wouldn’t make it very far."

  "I think you two need to come up with a list of essentials. We have enough of that substance to make some decent money, but what about wages? We’re behind a couple of months already because of Cafka. At least that’s what I overheard some of the soldiers whispering."

  "Right. But what about the parasites we found in their armory? We have three we know nothing about. Maybe we could sell one?"

  "I have no idea. If we must, I’m all for that solution. Keep in mind, if you want people to join us, we’ll need to offer them something the others can’t: hope, hope for a better and more secure tomorrow."

  I squeezed my eyes shut and rubbed my temples. A bad headache had set in earlier and wasn’t disappearing any time soon.

  "Do you need some—company?" Kris asked as she leaned over the mahogany table. Her cleavage was ample enough for my eyes to linger a moment too long.

  "If you got nothing better to do, sure," I replied as our eyes met.

  "But not under the shower. Speaking of which—"

  "I had one before you entered," I replied before she could ask the question.

  "Good. A couple of minutes shouldn’t do anyone any harm," she whispered, turning toward the door.

  "Devil, can you lock the door?" I said loud enough for her to hear me as well. A clicking sound echoed in the large chamber a mere second later.

  I followed her into the bedroom, looking forward to have a good time. She was already removing her top as I got in and slowly crawled on the bed, enticing me to join her. Kris lay down on her back, spreading her legs and closing them, giving me glimpses at heaven.

  “How about you show me a good time, Commander? But please, little less blood than with lady Gremory if you will.”

  I couldn’t help but smirk and shake my head slowly.

  “Don’t worry, madam secretary. I’ll be as gentle as a monster can be.”

  She sighed and shook her head, then chuckled and waved me over, spreading her legs fully and traced her middle finger down her slit.

  I walked over to the bed, observing as she played with her perky tits and perfect round, little nipples. Her slim body was too eager for me to please.

  I leaned in, kissing her
inner thighs as I ran my hand up and over the curves of her body. The scent of her was intoxicating, calling for me to do bad things to her. My fingers traced along her leg and stopped short of her pussy. Her whole body trembled with anticipation as I teased her.

  “Why are you so mean?” she whispered. “Please, commander!” she pleaded, her large eyes sparkling with desire.

  “Who am I to say no to such a fine lady as yourself,” I replied with a wink as I buried my face between her legs, tracing my tongue up and down her slit, slowly moving my tongue inside to taste her. Using my tongue to penetrate as deep as I could, my right hand cupped her breast and squeezed down on the nipple, playing with it.

  “No—not so hard,” she moaned but didn’t resist it. I didn’t pay her any heed and twirled my tongue around her clit. Kris’ thighs tightened around my head and her hands pulled at what little hair I had.

  “Oh god, Cain!” she cried, pulling me in even closer and pressing my head into her pussy. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her in closer, using two of my fingers to slide deeper inside as my tongue worked its magic. Her tiny hands balled into fists as she grabbed my hair again and pulled, screaming in ecstasy.

  “I—I’m cumming!”

  Her body twitched and tightened ever further in my grasp. I finally got up and sat next to her, seeing a happy grin plastered to her face.

  “That was amazing!” she laughed and jumped me, hugging the life out of me. “Oh, what’s with this bulge down here?” she asked, tracing her hand down my smart-suit.

  Kris pushed me back down and undid my smart suit, helping me pull it off and down my body. She crawled up onto my chest, kissing my neck, cheek, and finally my lips. Her hand disappeared between her legs and wrapped around my hard cock, stroking it slowly as her eyes focused on mine.

  “How about that blow-job?” I asked with a smile. She knew I wasn’t asking, so she nodded and slid down onto her knees, kissing the tip and moving her tongue from the base up to the mushroomed tip. He tongue moved in circles as she tried to suck and take all of it in, but she obviously wasn’t used to it.

  “Take it slowly, no need to rush,” I whispered, looking down into her eyes. She nodded slowly and returned to twirling her tongue around it, then took it all in again, slowly bobbing her head up and down. Her free hand reached for my balls, massaging it and squeezing down slightly harder than necessary. She was paying me back for the nipples, I knew it.

  “Keep going,” I moaned, her lips leaving a slight coating of rouge behind. Her head stopped as she reached the base, my tip touching her throat. She gagged but didn’t let go, using her tongue on my cock as she remained there.

  Kris suddenly pulled back her head and wrapped her hand along my rod, jerking me off as she sucked the top half. I could feel the pressure build up dangerously, but as if on cue, she stopped and pulled back again.

  “Lay down, I want to feel you inside me.”

  I obliged and let her climb me for the second time. She positioned herself and placed her hips right above my cock, pressing her pussy down against the tip, teasing me. Kris looked up at me with a grin. It was something I wouldn’t have expected from the way she acted, but I knew she was loving this.

  Her hips slammed down against my inner thighs and moved up again. She picked up speed as her pussy tightened around me, even almost virgin tight. I couldn’t believe my luck. “Gremory was right earlier. You feel so fucking good, Commander,” she moaned, grinding me ever harder and faster.

  I reached down and squeezed her ass hard, thrusting my cock up inside her with greater speed. She let out moan after moan as I spread her cheeks apart, thrusting faster and faster inside of her pussy. Her small tits jiggled as much as they could, bouncing up and down right in front of my face.

  “Fuck, Cain—fuck me,” she screamed with her slightly-high pitched voice.

  A small bead of sweat ran down her body making it glisten. Damn if she wasn’t a vision. I threw her off beside me and bent her over as I stood at the edge of the bed. She looked back over her shoulder with a smile that wasn’t quite that. She seemed slightly afraid of what I might do to her if I lost it but remained quiet.

  Not needing an invitation, I grabbed my cock and positioned it right in front of her slit. I pushed my hips forward filling her pussy up in a single firm thrust that moved her forward. My hands pressed down against her hips, pulling her backwards with every thrust.

  “You sure are wet for such a cute little thing,” I growled as I kept pumping her, sliding easily in and out her dripping-wet pussy.

  She reached back as my hips pushed her forward, grabbing my hand off her shoulder and pulling it down to hold her breast.

  ‘Don’t stop,” she pleaded as her body started shaking and tightened around me. Her legs shook and almost gave out with the power of how she came. Her body shuddered and dropped onto the bed, but I wasn’t done yet.

  Before she could recover, I straddled her thighs, letting her feel my cock running down her ass and then slipping between her thighs before pushing deep inside her. She let out a soft cry as I used my grip on her hair to lift her up far enough for me to reach under and grab her breasts again, kneading them slowly as I fucked her from behind, keeping her body pressed down against the bed.

  “Fuck me! Do what you want to me! Use me for your own pleasure!”

  I didn’t respond as there was no need to. I pulled her head back, passionately kissing her as I pounded her from behind, filling her over and over again. She reached around, grabbing my ass and trying to force me in deeper. I pulled her hand away and pinned her back against the bed, intensifying my thrusts.

  She tightened again around me for who knew which time by now, just as I couldn’t hold it in anymore, releasing gout after gout of pearlescent cum inside her, bucking one final time with my hips. Our bodies glistened with sweat as I stood there, unable to move.

  “That was—nice?” She said as she sat up and looked at me. “Why don’t you lay here with me? I’ll help you clean.”

  I grinned down at her and folded my hands behind my head.

  “Just nice?”

  “Sorry, I’m still shell-shocked by—you know, what we just did. I didn’t expect to ever like such things.”

  “What's there to be shocked about? We’re two adults enjoying ourselves. What’s so bad about that?” I asked confused.

  “Well, I have never been so aggressive or liked it anywhere near that rough.”

  “Yeah, tell me about it,” I murmured.

  “I’m going to shower and get dressed, do you want to join me?” she asked, leaning up to reach me and kissed me on the lips, waiting for a reply.

  “If you help me get clean, I sure as hell won’t say no.”

  "So, do you think I could end up pregnant?" Kris asked sometime later. "Do I need to ask the Doc about some kind of protection?"

  "Really? Is that all that’s on your mind?"

  "Why not? You’re not a woman, you’re a man. You probably never even thought about such a thing before, have you?"

  "I sure have, but—"

  "Why the hell is the door locked?" Gremory yelled from the hallway. I sighed and turned toward the door.

  "Devil, let her in, please."

  The door opened to an audible click and hiss. Gremory rushed in and slammed it closed behind her.

  "What the hell are you doing?"

  "You recruited her to be part of us, did you not? What’s with the attitude?"

  She narrowed her eyes on me and summoned the all too familiar black and white blade that was part of her Armament.

  "So, you think this a good way to go about it? Have you ever heard about something called feelings?" she screamed. Her voice was at least two notes higher than it should have been, but I couldn’t really blame her. "And can you fucking move away from her already?"

  "Right. I’ve heard about something called feelings, but what’s with the screaming? Besides, does it have to do with calling you out on your lover? Or did it only hurt b
ecause it has to do with Mikhail? That bastard gave me the creeps. He’s eviler than anything I could even imagine," I replied. "And you, go take a shower," I whispered, putting myself between the two women.

  "And don’t you think there might have been a reason why I kept it from you? And fuck you, Devil! I’ll make you pay for this, just to be clear!"

  "Yeah, you’re right. I shouldn’t have pried, but what’s done is done, there’s no going back now. In any case, you and I are together now, aren't we?"

  She sighed, dropping on a chair beside us.

  "So, do you want to hear my story? Is that what you really want?"

  I nodded.

  "I do, but only if you want to tell me yourself. I don’t want to pressure you, and obviously, it was a mistake to try and do it behind your back."

  She sighed again, her face a mask of sorrow.

  "I used to be part of The Host, even if it sounds very unbelievable."

  "An Angel?"

  She nodded, but refused to meet my eyes.

  "I looked different back then, but let’s be honest, I prefer my current body," she chuckled. "Anyway, we were ordered to destroy a legion for going overboard and killing millions of aliens on a faraway planet. So, when we got there, they immediately opened fire on us. I was a tier two awakened back then, with the most basic Angel for Armament. Four of us died outright to their batteries and missile strike."

  She stopped for a moment and took a deep breath.

  "I had no idea," I replied, but became even more interested in the whole situation.

  "Yeah, well, no one on this ship knows, not even Devil. He only knows some of the stuff I told him, nothing more. Anyway, I was the lone survivor when Mikhail and Ariel showed up. They made quick work of both the ship and what remained of the aliens down on that planet. I couldn’t help but rebel. Sure, the captain of the ship was to be held responsible, but what about the thousands who had nothing to do with it? Even more, what about the millions down on that planet?

  "I can only imagine," I said. "Rebellion suits you."

  "Hah! You have no idea. Anyway, they were already wronged, and then she just went and killed the remaining survivors. Later they told me that it was a very empathic race and that the only way to calm their suffering was to kill them. I have no idea if they lied or not, but I didn’t like the solution. It was too much for me. So I talked to Mikhail about it, trusting him as my direct superior to provide guidance."