Descend- First Steps

by David Burke

  Jay pondered what she was saying. He didn’t really see any holes in her thought process. He couldn’t completely trust her, but at least for the moment their interests were aligned, and he would be lying if he said that her offer wasn’t tempting. It probably also helped that he was still stinging from the accusations made against him at that last council meeting. “Okay, what the hell. But I'm gonna take this seriously. Not the lovers thing, but the allies thing. I expect you to have my back. Oh, and because of my bonus, the 25 credits I got from each girl actually doubled to 50 for me.”

  “Don’t worry, I’m not asking you to marry me. Just have some fun, and watch my back,” Amelia said, softening a bit in her stance.

  “Okay, well, watch my stuff, I’ll go pay for another person to enter the bungalow with me. Do you need any stuff, like toiletries, or gear, or um… birth control?” Jay asked, unsure how much he should be offering.

  “If you would buy me a toothbrush, mirror, and hairbrush, I’d appreciate it. We can talk about other stuff later. And as far as that last item you mentioned, don’t worry. I already spent the credits to take care of that before I even approached you. Some things a woman doesn’t leave up to a man.”

  Jay didn’t even realize that he was whistling as he walked to the terminal. He overheard a conversation that didn’t mean anything at the moment but he would later think back on. A couple of the girls were complaining that Jasmine had assigned them guard duty. From the sound of it they didn’t want to lose any sleep. Jay just shrugged. It wasn’t his problem. That was for the council to worry about.

  An hour later, after finding out that there was a bath in the bungalow and carrying water a basinful at a time to fill it up, Jay was sitting at the small dining table. The bungalow had an open floor plan with no walls. There was a toilet which was slightly partitioned off, but the rest of the place was just a large room. Next to the toilet was the bath where even now Amelia was soaking. The water was warm, and she practically moaned at the relaxing feel of the sudsy water. They had learned that it was possible to pay for extra services, and he could have paid for her admission from inside the bungalow without having to go to the terminal.

  The services they could obtain were limited to toiletries, food, and things like air conditioning, or the heated water Amelia was enjoying. Jay was glad to know this and only regretted that the rules made it clear he had to be out of the bungalow at two hours after sunrise. Now he was eating food and felt it was some of the best he had ever had. This time, the gourmet meal was something akin to pasta with little bits of bacon-stuffed shrimp. At least that was the flavor profile. He had intended to drink his juice and vodka, but given Amelia’s willingness didn’t see any good reason not to drink the water, so he saved his non-tainted beverages for another time when he needed a clear head.

  They were making small talk as she bathed and he ate.

  “How much of that are you going to eat?” she asked.

  “Don’t worry, I’ll buy more if we need it,” Jay responded.

  “It wasn’t that, Mr. Moneybags. I was simply commenting that you’re on your third portion.”

  Jay shook his head as if to disagree, because to him it felt like he had just barely sat down to eat. First, though, he looked at the meal packaging. Each gourmet meal came in four equal portions, including the main dish, sides and even various desserts. Sure enough, she was right; he had eaten three full portions. “Wow, I’ll get more. I guess I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”

  “Well, maybe it’s your body’s way of coping with all the strain it has been under, or maybe it has something to do with your metabolism.”

  “I guess you could be right, I need to think about it.”

  “If you are done eating, rather than trying to figure everything out, you could always join me. The tub is plenty big enough for two.”

  Jay couldn’t help but grin at her. He had hoped, but wasn’t really sure if she would make good on that, or how forward she would be about it.

  Then she added, “Don’t worry, I won’t bite, much.”

  Jay smiled back. “This could be fun.”

  He walked over to the side of the large tub and started to take his shirt off until she said, “Wait, back up, I wanna see this.” Jay was taken a little aback. He knew he was a decent-enough-looking guy and had always stayed fit, running and working out in the gym, but he was far from what would be called a hard body.

  “Okay, but it’s not that special.”

  “I don’t know what your standards are, but trust me, it is. Maybe you’ve changed since you got here, but just trust me, it’s that special.”

  He couldn’t help himself, as much as he wanted to be in that tub with her, he just had to know what was going on. A part of him still felt like she was messing with him. Sure enough, as soon as he picked up the mirror he had bought for her, he was shocked by the change. His face was still the same, if slightly leaner, but his body was entirely different. He looked like he had put on twenty or thirty pounds of pure muscle. And wow, was he cut. Up until now, he had been too busy or tired to worry about it, but his abs had abs. It was still hard for him to see the attraction to the male body, but if it worked for her, who was he to fight it?

  Surging with newfound confidence, he took his time as he finished undressing, and she purred at watching him toss his stained shirt onto the floor and move to his torn jeans. Jay couldn’t help but get into it a little bit. It wasn’t like he had never been in the buff with a girl before, but certainly not while she watched him undress from a bathtub. Once he went the full monty, he had another moment of panic. His member was at full attention and left no doubt about what was on his mind. He didn’t know if she thought he was overeager, but the way she stared at him made him feel almost like a piece of meat. Strangely, he liked it.

  “Get in here, now,” Amelia said, and Jay couldn’t help but hear the urgency in her words.

  Jay slipped into the tub as he said, “Stop being so bossy.” Then before she could say anything, he leaned in against her and crushed his mouth to hers. He could feel the warmth of her breath and fullness of her lips as he passionately kissed her. Her mouth open and yearning for him. He didn’t care if it was chemically-induced or just plain old-fashioned lust. He didn’t even care if she was using him, in that moment he rather wanted to be used by her.

  The feverish desire in her eyes spoke volumes as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. Under the water, his hands ran over her body. She squirmed when his hand ran up her leg and across her mound, but it was too soon for that. He had to feel her breasts. She had been putting them on display, tantalizing him with her tight top, and now he had seen them, but when it came to tits, touching was the only real knowing.

  His hands ran up each side, cupping her breasts. They were every bit as perfect as he had imagined, and her reaction was all he could have hoped for. She wanted to be touched every bit as much as he wanted to touch her. She leaned in further, arching her back. Jay didn’t deny her. His hands played a symphony over her breasts as he felt the little buds that were her nipples against the palms of his hands.

  He was so deeply into this that even the motion of her nipples against his palms sent shivers down his spine. She broke away from their kiss and leaned in to suck upon his earlobe. She sighed deeply in her passion, breathing into his ear, “Use your mouth.”

  Caught up in the heat of arousal, he shifted their positions, pulling her out of the tub enough to bare her breasts to the air and then leaned forward, burying his head between her tits. They were magical, and as he ran his tongue over her nipples, each flick of his tongue brought soft moans and squirming from her.

  Soon, she didn’t seem to be able to take it anymore, and was running her hand downward, following the trail of hair from his chest to his manhood. Feeling her hand encircle him almost made him lose it. The raw desire to take her became overwhelming, but he pushed it down with an iron will. He wanted to show her who was in control here. He couldn’t allow himself to bec
ome her puppet, and so he danced along a tightrope of desire with the beast inside him.

  “Don’t hold back, give it to me.”

  He didn’t want to hold back, but he still had more he wanted to do to her. He had barely explored the splendors laid out before him. Rising up, he scooped her from the bath. She felt like she barely weighed anything. This Enhanced Strength was going to have all kinds of added value. With one stride, he cleared the side of the tub, and with two more, he had reached the closer of the two beds.

  Jay laid her down on the bed as she moaned, “Yes, take me.”

  He simply shook his head and pinned her arms to her sides while he started kissing down from her breasts. She had the kind of body that he had always loved. She was shaped in all the right ways, curves and softness without being chubby. Her flat stomach trembled beneath his slow, teasing kisses. After each kiss, he would lightly blow on her skin, causing her to shiver with desire.

  “No, I need you.”

  It was hard not to jump to do what she was begging for, what he so needed to give her, but anything worth doing was worth doing right. By the time he reached the lips of her pussy, he paused for a moment, taking in the beautiful sight that had been the cause of more duels and perhaps more wars in the history of mankind than any other source. A neatly-trimmed landing strip led the way to paradise, and his lips worked over every inch of her labia. She pressed her hips up to push her pussy into his mouth, and he let go of her hands to slide his under her ass. Her toned cheeks were the perfect handles to use for pulling her closer.

  Not that it was necessary. As much as she begged him to hurry, her body betrayed her as she flipped her legs over his shoulders, spreading herself open wider while he tasted of her wetness. Working his tongue in the figure eight pattern he’d read about in some silly book seemed to get the desired effect from her, but what really drove her crazy were the times he relaxed his mind and just enjoyed tasting her. He almost worried that she was gonna get a rash from grinding herself so hard against the stubble on his chin.

  Jay could sense when the switch flipped inside of her, the moment that she was no longer trying to get him to do what she wanted but just giving herself wholly into what he was doing to her. His mouth pleasured her with an eagerness that could only be met by an equal response from her. He felt her legs tense around his head, and could tell control was slipping away from her with each flick of his tongue.

  As her already-slippery pussy became awash with her juices, she called out, “God yesss.” Her stomach heaved and her legs shivered so hard it ran up her spine. And she apparently went from wanting him to give her his cock to never wanting him to stop licking. “Godd, donnn’t stop pleeeease. Pleeeasse god.”

  No guy could tell for certain when one orgasm blended into another, but in his mind it felt like she was stuck in a five-minute-long orgasm. Her hips bucked wildly and her fingernails ran across his scalp and all the way down to his shoulders. She was gonna leave a mark.

  His desire to give gave way to his desire to take, and Jay effortlessly lifted her small frame further up the bed with his handholds under her ass. He climbed up between her legs. His knees moved between hers, spreading her open further and the intensity of it all made her gasp in anticipation of what was to come. There was so much more that he wanted to do to her, but his need overrode everything. Her body was open like a flower in spring before him, and he simply had to be inside her.

  His hands locked into place against her hips while he locked eyes with her. His body thrust into her without resistance, her wetness providing just the right amount of friction. The look in her eyes was one of maniacal pleasure, and the groan that burst forth from him spoke to the deep emotional turmoil of the past few days finding expression in this act of passion. He thrust harder, even as he was subconsciously careful to not use his full strength. It would require experimenting to see how forceful he could be without hurting her, an experiment he was prepared to conduct as many times as necessary, in the interest of science and all.

  “Wipe that silly grin off your face, and fuck me harder,” she moaned.

  No way was Jay not gonna rise to that challenge. The changes to his body made this an entirely new game. He was fucking her with vigor, and felt like he could keep going all day long. The way her legs squeezed around him, how her nails dug into his back, and her moaned, wordless syllables of bliss all drove him on. Then he hit the mountaintop, and knew he couldn’t stay here much longer.

  Her body was a heavenly soft vise around him, seeking to break his resistance, and soon all he could do was surrender. He shuddered as undulating waves of pleasure rocked his body while he emptied streams of his seed into her. His release triggered her umpteenth orgasm, and she quivered under him, drawing him deeper into herself.

  Chapter 18 - Interruptions

  Once he rolled over onto his back next to her in the bed which was just big enough for two, he lay there full of energy and wondered why sex had never been that good before. Was it the lurking threat of death, her incredible rocking body, or the way she had kept him dancing on the knife's edge of emotion? He didn’t know and didn’t care, only looking over at her to see if she was ready for more.

  Amelia lay there bathed in perspiration and yet Jay thought there was something so enticing about her scent. He felt almost possessive of her as he grinned at her. Finally as she caught her breath she said, “Wow, I would have jumped you on the beach last night if I’d known you could do that.” Then more thoughtfully, “But maybe this is a case of the stew needing to simmer. I wonder if you can repeat that.” Then she leaned over onto her side, her breasts coming into contact with his arm and her leg flung over his. “Or maybe it’s time to see how I can rock your world.”

  Jay tried to say, “Either way, I’m up for anything,” but she just laughed, not a mocking laugh but one of sheer joy as she said, “I can see you're still up, we’ll have to do something about that.”

  Jay knew he wasn’t in love with Amelia, hell he barely trusted her, but in that moment as she leaned over further and started kissing her way down his stomach, he would have done just about anything for her. Such is the influence of the male’s small brain, but it wasn’t to be.

  From outside they heard screaming. The sounds of sheer terror interspersed with the roars and growling of at least a couple different types of animals made their way to his ears. One of the most painful things he had ever been forced to do was to gently but quickly push Amelia away before she had even been able to really begin her ministrations. “Did you hear that?”

  She was apparently more out of it than he was because it took a second of her listening before she said, “Oh shit, we’re being attacked.”

  Wordlessly they were both scrambling for their gear. Jay didn’t bother with a shirt or even trying out his new pants but just pulled up his tattered jeans and grabbed his spear and dagger. It was taking Amelia a bit longer to get her leather armor on and Jay paused for the few moments it took to help her. She was naked under her leather chestpiece and even in the fear of danger there was a certain thrill to running his hands along her form. Once they were both equipped he stepped out first with her following.

  It had only been a minute or so since the first scream but it was a scene out of a nightmare. Around the nine bungalows, those who had not been fortunate enough to get access to one were camping on the ground or a couple of blankets they must have bought from the store. That at least was what had been happening until the beasts attacked. Jay made out at least two of the six-legged cat lizards, they really needed to get a better name for those, and one of the bears with feathers. The bear was moving slow and implacably while the cats were pouncing from victim to victim, dodging the few spears that were present and cutting or biting without ever killing.

  This didn’t mean that there weren’t dead or dying lying on the ground bleeding out. Everywhere he looked was chaos. No one was mounting a defense, except there Liam was, coming out of another of the bungalows, notably by himself.
Whoever had chosen to spend the night with him wasn’t brave enough to follow him out like Amelia was for Jay. At other bungalows people were pounding on the doors begging to be let inside.

  He heard Amelia say from behind him, “Target the nearest cat first, they are causing the most harm.”

  It made sense and was consistent with what he had been thinking so Jay pulled a rock out of his jean pockets. He really needed to get more practice with this. It was dark now and light from a couple of small fires was casting weird shadows. That wasn’t even to mention all the running around and screaming combined with the scent of blood in the air. Still it was his best attack until he got better with the spear so he wound up and flung the rock with all his might at the closer of the two cat creatures. His mind prepped to trigger the kinesis and accelerate the rock. He was getting better at this because it accelerated the full three times. His aim on the other hand was definitely not improved. The rock at least hit but instead of the head he had been aiming for, it hit the creature in the back. The sheer velocity of a 4 oz. rock, which while small had 45 times as much mass as a bullet. The flat surface meant less penetration but the greater mass and surface impact caused the 150 lb cat to go flying tail over head with a screech.

  When it landed in a jumble it was clearly hurt and unable to get up immediately. Jay charged it, careful to stay at spear length while he thrust, channeling Stamina into his enhanced strength. The spear tip hit with devastating force puncturing into the chest of the cat as it lay upon its side. Immediately it coughed up blood as it cried out in pain, but mercifully its pain was short lived for a moment later Amelia seemed to materialize out of nothing and thrust her dagger down, opening wide the beast’s neck.