Quiet. Unmoving.
"Seems like the trick to stopping this thing is making you happy." He smoothed his hands over her legs.
"Fine. Do what you need to do so that we can take this thing down. The inhabitants are relying on us." E-V-E's body stiffened.
"I need a little cooperation from you. All hands need to be on deck for this exercise." His firm lips pressed against her chest directly between her breasts. But he didn't stop there. He allowed his mouth to make a pilgrimage down her body.
His mouth became his compass, pulling him to her most sensitive spots. His able tongue licked down her waist to her hip. Then he moved across her stomach and dipped the tip into her navel.
She twitched a bit, but soon relaxed…well, as much as she could relax with a fellow Federation officer kissing down her half-naked body and a Cerillion robotic beast watching over them.
"For the people," she mumbled. "For the humans."
Lieutenant B'Luven must have heard her. Lifting his head, he responded, "For you. You live on this planet too. This is our war, not just the humans."
Our war. Our war. E-V-E rolled the phrase around in her head until a thought hit her. "Make love, not war."
B'Luven had been moving closer to her untouched sex when he stopped. "What?"
"Dr. Tuumlar used to tell me that all of the time. Make love, not war." She lifted her head to stare at him. "She said it was a phrase from many life cycles ago. A peace movement. Do you think it has something to do with this situation?"
A sneaky smile graced his face. "Honey, this will be the best fight you've ever fought."
* * * *
Adam never thought he could actually use sex as a weapon. But even as danger loomed, literally, a few feet away from them, he wanted to do so much more to this woman. But it wasn't for pure, hedonistic pleasure.
The Federation wanted a whole fleet of soldiers like Eve. How fitting that he could prove she was just like a human, full of faults, and not very tactical at all, at least not as tactical as a real human.
His hand glided down the side of her body. For as gruff as she could be, she possessed the smoothest skin that reminded him of the rare rose petals he'd touched once. To feel her tremble in response swelled his cock until it strained against the zipper of his pants.
He kissed his way down to her crotch and, once there, took a deep breath, inhaling her pungent, sweet sex. With only the light from the robot's lamp perched at the top and spotlighting down on the two of them, he took a good look at her pussy.
Unkempt brown tufts of curly hair tempted him to explore deeper. After a quick glance at the robot, still in its resting position, he parted her nether lips with his fingers. Thank the gods she was all woman.
Her pink lower lips glistened with moisture. Good sign. Meant she was into this as much as he was. Her clitoris extended gloriously from under its hood. Given more time, he would love to suck on it until she came over and over again and begged for more.
As much as he wanted to take his time, enjoy the taste, the flavor, the feel of her juicy pussy in his mouth, he knew they were working on borrowed time. He plunged his tongue inside of her and she wailed.
His cock strained uncomfortably against his pants but at the moment he didn't care. He deduced that the Cerillion was interested in Eve's pleasure for some reason. If that were the case, Adam would do his civic duty and oblige, fight the good fight as it were.
Adam didn't know what to expect but the sweetness he tasted did not jive with what he imagined. Actually her reaction to this plan wasn't what he expected. Logical Eve normally would have balked at the idea that human intimacy could be of any practical use, let alone could stop war—well at least this attack.
Maybe Eve, or E-V-E as she thought of herself, had a soft side. Could it be possible for a robot to have feelings, to care?
Eve thrashed her legs around but with her pants down around her ankles, she could only move but so much. He had to get them off, at least one leg. He wanted to taste more of her. He wanted to hear her scream again. But then he felt the cold steel of a gun barrel at his temple again.
Chapter Three
"Not funny, Eve. Put the gun down." He ignored the weapon and kept his gaze trained on her pussy.
With a stammer he'd never heard out of her, she said, "N-n-not m-m-me."
Adam halted his movements and turned a tentative glance toward the firearm. Although still in the same position it was when Adam had looked at it before, the Cerillion robot now had a laser gun barrel that extended from underneath its carriage and reached Adam's head.
Urlean certainly had a sense of humor when he made this thing. The barrel looked like a metallic cock aimed at his head.
"Oh shit," he said, the only thought that entered his mind for long moments. After the initial shock, however, logic returned.
"What happened to you watching out for us?"
"I'm sorry. It felt so, um, well good that I—"
He cut her off. "Did you like what I was doing? Were you turned on or not?"
* * * *
The questions, although straightforward, seemed odd hearing them asked. What could she say? Her body certainly liked the attention. But the kissing, the touching, the teasing, all of it seemed pointless aside from the fact that it seemed to be distracting the Cerillion.
But she found she couldn't say that to B'Luven, to her great astonishment. Call it her conscience or the morality program in her chip, but she didn't want to say something that would hurt his feelings. No, that wasn't the reason. She didn't want to lie.
"Does that matter?" she asked, too afraid to answer honestly.
"Yes. No. I don't know. Maybe." He huffed. "I guess my theory was way off."
The frustration that marred his face made her think twice about his unorthodox procedure.
"No, it hasn't fired. Why is that?"
B'Luven swallowed hard as he stared at the gun at his temple. Like a snake, Eve slithered her half naked body out from under B'Luven's as he remained perfectly still.
"Eve, what are you doing?"
He looked afraid like she was trying to leave him. No. Not this fighter. She wasn't programmed that way.
"Something I should have done from the start."
"Wait. You can't fight this thing without me."
E-V-E stripped out of her boots and pants as fast as she could. If the lieutenant was right, this robot liked it when B'Luven touched her. She had to get back to him quickly or his brains would end up on the dome door. She didn't want to do a report on accident like that.
A gentle rumbling let him know that the invader was charging up the weapon to be used—and soon.
"Whatever you're planning, hurry it up!" Adam struggled to keep his voice calm but the fear that must have plagued him caused him to sound jittery.
E-V-E slid back under him but this time she was completely naked, only her rifle in her hand.
"No more foreplay. Let's complete this mission."
* * * *
Adam wanted to laugh at Eve's command for sex, especially when she called it a mission. But this was no time for jokes. "What are you doing?"
"Sex. It should make me happy, right? It normally makes women happy, doesn’t it?"
"If done correctly."
Eve remained stiff on the ground under him. "Okay, go ahead. Make me happy."
"Need a little help here." Adam undid his pants, careful not to make any sudden movements.
Once they got the material down past his ass, she wrapped her small but strong hand around his shaft, attempting to stroke him back to his original erection, which had subsided the second the gun rested at his temple.
Thankfully his cock didn't take long to return to full mast.
As soon as he stared into her silvery-blue eyes, he fell head over heels for her again. Placing his tip at her slick opening, he glanced quickly at the Cerillion, then decided if he had to look at one last thing before he died, he wanted it to be Eve.
As much as he had be
en pissed off at her because of what she was, Eve could turn a head with her natural beauty. He stared into her eyes. Although she asked for no pomp or circumstance to this anti-war tactic, Adam couldn't help but allow his fingers to caress her reddish-brown hair, feel the silkiness in his hands just once.
"Adam," she whispered almost breathlessly.
In one hard thrust, he was inside her…but not without some resistance first. His eyes widened and he stared at her in surprise. She had her lower lip in between her teeth to brace against the pain she must have felt.
"Eve? Why didn't you tell me?"
She put her hand to his shoulder, looped her legs around his hips to hold him closer and blinked away a tear. "Don't stop." Her voice broke on the last word. "It's working."
Adam didn't have to see the beast to hear it rattling. The gun it held to Adam's head dropped to the ground with a thud and slid back.
Using slow, easy thrusts, Adam moved in and out of Eve's tight pussy. His entire body seemed to vibrate, as though he had been electrically charged, but his mind still contemplated her previously maiden state.
"Had I known, I wouldn't have—"
"Shut up, Lieutenant," she barked and put her hand over his lips.
He kissed her soft palm. "Eve, in a moment like this I think it would be okay if you finally call me Adam."
"Fine. I still want you to call me E-V-E."
Adam laughed. It was the second time he had extracted a smile from the stoic cyborg. And it was the first time he thought of her as woman, not a soldier and not competition.
But the moment was shortened when a blazing heat tore through the heel of his boot, burning the underside of his foot in the process.
"Fuck!" He broke his gaze from Eve's to inspect the shot.
A charred, smoky hole marred his footwear. "Piece of shit!"
Without slowing the pace of his thrusting hips, he reached for Eve's rifle.
She moved it out of his reach. "No! Not yet." With one arm around his shoulders, she pulled him close.
He groaned, a mixture of pleasure and pain. "Can't tell if that was a warning or a bad shot but it hurts like hell." Adam buried his face into her neck, then raised himself again as he broke his rhythm. "Bottom line, this isn't working. I thought maybe you two were programmed the same way. I guess I was wrong."
* * * *
In a move that melted E-V-E's heart, Adam lowered his head and gave her a tender kiss on her lips. It felt strangely like a goodbye kiss.
Another shot landed a foot away from them and sprayed red clay dirt all over them.
In the tense situation, E-V-E suddenly smiled. "You're a genius, Lieutenant!"
Pushing his shoulder, she managed to get him on his back. Then she secured her firearm in his hand and straddled him.
"Death a turn-on for you?" Adam asked facetiously as he held her hips.
"No. Intelligence."
Forget about taking it easy, she thought. E-V-E lowered herself onto his hardened rod and rode him as hard and as fast as she could.
* * * *
Adam struggled to keep his eyes open, if only to watch her tits bounce in concert with her gyrations. Her tight cunt squeezed his cock until Adam felt he wouldn't last very long.
But if the robot predator continued shooting at them, it wouldn't matter anyway. He wouldn't even live long enough to light up a cigarette afterward. Good thing he didn't smoke or he might have to enter the afterworld with a serious nicotine craving.
She grasped his hands and moved them up to her perfect breasts. "I don't know how I could have forgotten this. Dr. Tuumlar and Dr. Urlean had an affair," she said breathlessly.
Not that he was in the mood for conversation, but Eve's revelation sparked his interest. "How do you know this?"
She gazed down at him. Sweat made her hair stick to her forehead and the sides of her face; dirt smeared across her chest and up her arms. She looked gorgeous.
"They used to copulate in front of me." She paused briefly before continuing. "With the chip in my head, my body can be overridden. When they wanted me to sleep, I would sleep. When they wanted me to fight, I would fight. Once, as a test, they made me stay awake for thirty days straight. By gods, your cock is magnificent!"
Not an appropriate way to end that exchange but he would take the compliment any way he could.
"There were times they would leave me catatonic." She stared into his eyes. "Eyes open, breathing, hearing, smelling, sensing. Then they would have sex in front of me."
* * * *
E-V-E thought about the scenes, about how the middle-aged doctor undressed Dr. Tuumlar in front of her and mounted her like a dog. "I think they wanted me to watch." She leaned over and whispered, "I believe initially they were trying to teach me about sex but then after a while it just turned them on." She stroked her tongue over his bottom lip.
Catching Adam's disgusted look—hopefully at her revelation—she decided it best to leave unspoken the fact that they used to undress her, too, so she would be nude as they fucked in front of her.
"And how did you feel?" Adam grunted. He now labored as hard as she did, raising his hips to meet her downward motions.
E-V-E undulated her hips in order to take Adam deeper. Had she known sex could be this intense, this glorious, she would have demanded it from him sooner.
"I felt nothing. I wasn't excited. But I felt sorry for Dr. Tuumlar."
"Why?"
The building of intense pleasure accumulated in her pussy until she felt it contracting around Adam's penis. It all felt foreign, frightening, but good.
"Because she never had this," she cried. "This pleasure…ohhhh…this great gratification." She let out a moan that echoed through the night as her body tingled from her hair follicles to her toes.
Hairs stood at attention on her arms and the back of her neck. She coughed once when, as she panted, she took in too much ammonia-rich oxygen. But for as long as she existed, she would never forget this moment, this incredible feeling that this…human…gave her.
Closing her eyes, she saw sparks and bursts of light. The circuitry in her chip was probably malfunctioning but she didn't care.
With her orgasm, the robot let out a screeching, metal-to-metal groaning sound.
Adam paused long enough to fire one last shot at the undercarriage of the Cerillion. This time he made a direct hit. Sparks flew. Fire erupted from the top of the beast. Its legs wobbled like it could no longer support its bulky frame. Finally it collapsed to the ground in a heap of groaning steel and grinding gears and landed in a chaotic mountain.
E-V-E nearly jumped off of Adam to avoid flying debris, but he wasn't quite through with her yet. He squeezed her breasts then moved his hands down to palm her ass as he continued thrusting.
"Fuck!" he roared just as he shot his jism inside her.
Sated, they held each other without speaking, each panting. Her heart pounded against her ribcage.
"It worked." E-V-E wiped her eyes. "When you said you thought this thing and I had something in common because of our creators, I think you were right. How clever of Dr. Tuumlar. She created a being that could take down something her former lover made by the one thing he couldn't give her, an orgasm."
Adam laughed. "So you liked making love with me?"
She blinked and stared at him for a moment, contemplating her answer. "I've never been taught love, so I don't know how to answer that. It felt…pleasant."
His smile melted from his expression. "Don't worry about it, Emergency Violator Equalizer. What we did was enough to take this thing down." He brushed her hair away from her face.
She smiled. "Call me Eve." She'd grown to like his nickname for her.
She never thought she would be disappointed not to hear him utter it.
"We're not out of the woods yet."
She furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"As soon as Urlean figures out that the key to taking down his fleet of killing machines is your ultimate satisfaction, he'
s going to figure out a way to override your systems. We have to either stop him or remove that chip."
"Easier said than done."
Chapter Four
The cheers from the civilians when Adam had walked—or rather limped—back into the bio-dome didn't affect him much. He didn't risk his life for the adulation or glory. The citizens appreciated them saving their lives, their families, their freedom.
What bothered him was when the children that ran up to him and asked just how he and Eve had taken down 'the big monster.'
Adam cut furtive glances at his partner in crime but she kept her gaze straight, not wanting to be tempted to answer.
How could he look the kids in their eyes and say with conviction that he fucked for their freedom? By gods, what was wrong with him? Was he getting soft? He wanted to kick himself every time he remembered feeling disappointed when Eve didn't respond emotionally to what they had done, to him.
Sure, she'd climaxed. But she could have achieved the same result with a vibrator, another robotic substitute for a human, or even another man.
Maybe she didn't care for him at all. To her, it was likely nothing more than a strategic maneuver to win a battle. And here he thought he could best her. In her own way, Eve had cut him to the quick.
But the war was far from over.
"The High Commander requests to see you two," a skittish private said as the duo headed to their vehicles.
"Naturally." Adam hobbled next to Eve, who seemed to have slowed down her stride as though she wanted to keep pace with him.
At his all-terrain vehicle, he placed his weapons in the open back as Eve climbed into the driver's seat.
"I'll drive." Adam shrugged off his tattered jacket.
"You're injured." Her hands gripped the steering wheel until white skin could be seen through the dirt and dust on her knuckles. "I'll take us back to headquarters and explain to the High Commander that you're in sickbay getting your wound dressed."
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