Bad Girl Shenanigans On Another Planet Ch 04

Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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"Wow, you look amazing." Daisy smiled softly, after a few long seconds of staring.

"You too." Jemma smiled softly back, then quickly added, "I mean, you always do, but... like you said, wow."

"You too." Daisy parroted her girlfriend, the two of them sharing a smile for a few long seconds, before she gently pushed, "Shall we go?"

"Yes. Yes, absolutely. Let's, go." Jemma stammered.

Jemma Simmons felt ridiculous in that moment. She had been dating Daisy Johnson for months now, and they had been friends for years before that. And during that time they of course had been on lots of dates. It had just been the two of them, stranded on another planet, fighting for survival, and only being able to rely on each other. And of course, within that isolation they'd had sex.

Like, a lot of sex. In ways Jemma had never experienced before, but she loved it. Especially as it meant being more intimate with this woman than she had been ever with anyone. And really, compared to what they went through on a regular basis, this really shouldn't have been a big deal. Nothing scary. It was just their first official date out in public. That's all.

Back on the other world, where they had been stranded, every night was date night, so this wasn't even their first date. Not really. It was closer to their 100th, honestly. But they had always been tired and sweaty, and more often than not, in Daisy's case, dirty from wondering around in the rough terrain, keeping them safe.

Now Jemma was wearing her best dress, the most expensive one she owned, that she only used for special occasions, and she was left feeling inadequate, next to the far more curvaceous superhero. God, Jemma felt like the most popular girl in school was picking her up just because she was the nerdiest queer around, as some nasty practical joke on her.

The fact that Daisy seemed to be just as blown away by looking at her was baffling, but it was also very encouraging, as was the fact that the gentle-woman took her hand, and started leading her out of SHIELD HQ. Whenever the mighty Quake touched her like that it was reassuring. Of course, a part of Jemma wanted to forget about the date, and just pull Daisy back to her room for some more private fun.

But no, they had waited to do this long enough. Longer than Jemma would have liked. So, they would go through this, no matter what. Which was a thought that went through Jemma's mind as they turned the corner, and almost literally and comically bumped into Fitz.

"Hey." Fitz greeted awkwardly.

"Hey." Daisy said softly, unsure what to say.

"Hey..." Jemma said about the same time, also not sure what to say.

"You look good. Both of you." Fitz said softly and awkwardly, without really looking at them.

"Thanks... you too." Jemma returned the compliment, also without looking at him, and then beginning, "We were just... you know, going on a, a date."

"Right... well, I have things to do as well." Fitz said.

"Thank you." Jemma said softly.

The two old friends then passed each other, before Fitz stopped in his tracks, closed his eyes and sighed, "Jemma?"

Turning to look at him. Jemma cautiously asked, "Yes?"

"I really am happy for you, you know." Fitz said softly without turning around, before admitting, "Or at least, I'm trying to be."

"I know." Jemma said softly, unsure what else to say, but ultimately settling on, "Thanks."

Fitz then made his way down the corridor, and when Daisy was sure he was gone here she whispered softly, "Are you sure this is okay."

"Yes." Jemma said without hesitation, before pointing out, "We waited a whole week. That's more than enough under these circumstances. And, and his feelings aren't my priority. Yours are."

"Yeah?" Daisy grinned.

"You know that right?" Jemma questioned softly, closing the distance between them and taking Daisy's hand in hers, "Because I choose you. I will always choose you. Whatever anyone thinks, I never loved him. Not like that. Not like I love you. I just... I want to make this easier. On all of us. Including my best friend. But not just him. You too. And... me."

"I told you, I get it." Daisy reassured, squeezing Jemma's hand gently, and smiling softly, "You're a good person, Jemma Simmons. Too good for the rest of us."

She wasn't so sure about that, which she'd said before, but this time Jemma just smiled softly and kept walking. After all, it was already obvious that it bothered her hurting Fitz in this way, but the more she made a big deal out of it, the more paranoid she made Daisy, and Daisy didn't deserve that. Of course, hurting Fitz wasn't the only reason she was nervous right now, as even though times hav=d changed, many was still small minded when it came to same sex couples.

And the restaurant they were going too, dressed up as they were, it was less likely they would be mistaken as friends on a casual night out together. Which was kind of the point of the selection, as Jemma wanted to prove to the girl she loved, and maybe more importantly to herself, that she wasn't ashamed of their relationship.

Daisy also didn't want to hurt Fitz, but she knew that was inevitable. That was just the way love triangles went, and with the extra week would actually help him. God knows, if the roles were reversed, there was no amount of time which would make losing her shot with someone as amazing as Jemma Simmons better.

But more than anything else, including her own selfish happiness, Daisy just wanted Jemma to be happy, for that reason she would stand aside, if the scientist changed her mind in the future. It wouldn't be easy, but she promised herself she would do it. Mostly because it was what the other brunette deserved, but also, Fitz seem to be man enough to do it, even though it wasn't easy for him.

Of course, Daisy had said as much, but Jemma hadn't seemed to really process it. Or the fact that Daisy wasn't doing this for him. No, she was doing this for Jemma. But it couldn't be easy, breaking her best friend's heart like this, and the least Daisy could do was give Jemma all the time she needed to be comfortable doing this. And of course, there was another reason, that being this was Jemma's first date with a girl.

Or at least, the first real one, out in public, where anyone could see. Daisy could definitely understand why that was nerve-racking. Especially as they were going somewhere where this couldn't be mistaken for a friend date. Thankfully nobody seemed to care. Nobody except Jemma.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Daisy asked softly.

"Yes! Jemma insisted, before softening her tone somewhat, "Yes. Yes I'm okay. And yes, I know nobody cares. I'm just nervous, okay? I can't help it, and it's embarrassing."

"It's not." Daisy countered softly, quickly adding, "It's natural to be nervous. You don't think I am? God Jem, I'm sweating my ass off here."

"Really?" Jemma questioned softly, "You?"

"Of course." Daisy said softly, before flirtatiously adding, "Why wouldn't I be? I'm on a date with a beautiful woman. And I have a history of putting my foot in my mouth."

"Yeah, you do." Jemma chuckled, before admitting, "It's one of the things I love about you."

"Me too. I love that about you, I mean." Daisy babbled, and then when Jemma raised an eyebrow, she protested, "What? You do it too. You must know that. Right?"

"Yeah." Jemma admitted, before raising a glass, which wasn't even filled with anything yet, "To putting our foot in it."

Daisy smirked wickedly, raised her glass and pressed it to Jemma's, before quickly quipping, "Well, we can try that, if you really want too."

"Daisy!" Jemma hissed, feeling herself blush, but also unable to stop herself from giggling.

"But I do have other plans for us." Daisy revealed.

"I bet you do." Jemma grumbled, albeit somewhat fondly. Then she asked, "Care to give me a hint?"

"Where's the fun in that?" Daisy questioned mischievously, "I promise to make it a night to remember, though."

"It was always going to be." Jemma smiled softly.

"Agreed." Daisy smiled back.

*

For the next hour or so, Jemma did try and push Daisy for some answers, but the Inhuman made sure not to give her any. Mostly because it was fun to tease her, but also, Jemma loved puzzles, and this one was keeping her mind off of her nervousness. Which was a good thing, as their little date night did not go entirely unnoticed.

Daisy even worried that maybe there were some Hydra Agents in the building or something, given some of the looks they were given, but ultimately, she concluded that they were just homophobes. Or pervs. Or in the closet, and wishing they were her. Or wishing they were Jemma. But whatever the case, Daisy didn't care about their opinion. All that she cared about was wonderful woman she was on date with.

That date seemed to fly by way too fast, which was mostly good thing. Indeed, they rarely ran out of things to talk about, and even when there was a moment of silence, mostly while they were eating, it was incredibly comfortable. So really, it was just like all the other dates they'd had, in that way.

Except they were surrounded by people, in uncomfortable but incredibly good looking outfits, and most of all the food was a vast improvement. Especially compared to the tentacle monsters they used to have to eat. They also got back to somewhere they felt a lot safer, namely Daisy's quarters in SHIELD HQ. And this time, when Jemma pushed, Daisy finally gave her an answer.

"So, what do you have planned for tonight?" Jemma asked once the door was closed.

"Nothing much." Daisy lied, reaching under her bed and pulling at what she planted there ready to go, "Just that we could use this."

"Oh." Jemma blushed slightly, but honestly, she'd been expecting something like this, so she then quickly asked, "And who would use it, exactly?"

"Huh?" Daisy raised an eyebrow, and then grinned, "Are you saying that you'd want to..."

"Fuck you with that thing?" Jemma questioned, being deliberately vulgar to delight her girlfriend, "Why not? It seems fairly self-explanatory. And, I even thought about suggesting it myself."

"Have you now?" Daisy chuckled.

"Yes." Jemma insisted defensively, before then admitting, "I just figured I wouldn't have to, because you would bring it up. And I was right."

"That you were." Daisy chuckled, before questioning, "Seriously though, who uses it first?"

"I will." Jemma said firmly, holding out her hand, and actually holding onto her nerve for a few long seconds, before questioning, "Is that alright?"

"Only if you promise not to ask me that every five seconds." Daisy smirked, before handing over the toy.

"I can do that." Jemma reassured her lover, and herself. Then when Daisy gave her a sceptical look she insisted firmly, "I can! I will! You'll see."

"I hope so..." Daisy quipped, starting to take off her clothes, and thus, quickly bringing the conversation to a close.

Jemma was grateful for that, as she didn't have anything else to say, and any attempt to do so would likely involve her embarrassing herself. Because seriously, who in their right mind could watch Daisy Johnson take off her clothes, and be able to keep the conversation going? As long as they swung that way, of course. And Jemma did, something she was very much reminded of as she was exposed to the other girl's body.

Something which in turn made Daisy grin wickedly, and then close the distance between them for a quick little kiss, before she started taking off Jemma's clothes. Which was for the best, as Jemma had always found dresses to be fiddly at the best of times, and right now she was holding something. Which she could have put down, but there was definitely something to be said for Daisy doing it.

Especially as it meant Daisy's hands on her body, which was always a win. And Daisy staying close, meaning they were apparently touching the entire time. Then they were touching, as the moment they were both naked they fell into a deep and passionate kiss. Jemma wasn't even sure who started it, and it didn't matter. No, all that mattered was that Daisy's lips were on hers, and their bodies were pressed against each other in all the right places, making Jemma's poor mind melt with joy.

Honestly, the next thing she was really aware of was that she was no longer holding the toy. Something which almost made her cry out with in protest, before the superhero dropped down to her knees in front of her, and held out the harness for her. This caused Jemma to gulp, but then she quickly stepped into the device, allowing Daisy to pull it up her thighs and secure the cock in place.

"You know..." Daisy said, almost conversationally, as she grabbed hold of the shaft and gently began stroking it, as if it was real, "If this is going to be inside me, it really should be wet first, don't you think?"

"Yes..." Jemma agreed hoarsely, blushing as she admitted, "I, I think that's a really good idea."

"And how should I do that?" Daisy grinned wickedly.

"You're going to make me say it, aren't you?" Jemma sighed, which of course caused Daisy to grin brightly, and nod, which in turn caused Jemma to sigh again before ordering, "Suck my cock."

"One more time, with feeling?" Daisy pleaded hopefully.

Jemma groaned, rolled her eyes, then took a calming breath and then did as was requested, "Oh please Daisy, suck my cock. Get it nice and ready for your hot little cunt. Is that what you want to hear? Huh? You want me to tell you to wrap your pretty mouth around my 'big dick', and suck it? Suck my strap-on, and get it ready to fuck you? Get me ready to fuck you? Is that what you want? Huh?

Then do it! I order you to do it! Mmmmmmmmm yessssssssssss, I order you to suck my big cock like the nasty little cock sucker you are! Yes, I want you to oh God! Oh God. Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooooddddddddddd yeeeeeeesssssssssss, mmmmmmmmm, suck it!"

Honestly Jemma should have known that this was what it would take, given that Daisy loved it when 'sweet little' Simmons talked dirty to her. And to her credit, at times like this, Jemma even got into it, at least a little bit, in the name of pleasing her lover. Something she very much did now, given the way that Daisy looked up at her, and more importantly, then did as she was told.

Oh yes, this incredibly powerful Inhuman wrapped her lips around that dildo and began eagerly bobbing her head up and down it, and thus beginning the blow job. Which was something which would make what happened next easier on them both, but for a few long seconds, exactly what was happening echoed in her head over and over again.

After all, this was Daisy Johnson, the mighty Quake, her precious Skye, sucking her cock. Yes, it was not flesh and blood, but in that twisted moment it truly felt like it was part of her. Like she could feel it. And with the technology available to her at SHIELD, it was very possible Jemma could make that a reality. Something which might be worth it, even if she got fired for using SHIELD resources to make such a device.

Especially as she had been experiencing what that cock was in that moment. Then again, it would be so overwhelming that Jemma would cum instantly. Which admittedly was another pleasant thought, but it was better to save her strength for what was to come. Also, just the sight in front of her was overwhelming enough.

Daisy was also pretty overwhelmed by what was happening, although at least for now she wasn't thinking about the future. No, she wasn't even thinking about having this big strap-on dildo inside another one of her holes. Well, at least she wasn't focusing on that fact. She couldn't, not as her main focus was the fact that she was sucking Jemma Simmons's cock.

Yes, she too had the knowledge that it wasn't flesh and blood, but, it was attached to sweet little Simmons, and that was more than enough for her in that moment. Because she really, really loved the thought of putting on a show for her sweet Jemma, and that's exactly what she did, perhaps giving the other girl the most passionate blow job ever. Or at least, the most passionate one she'd ever given.

That meant after several long minutes of bobbing her head up and down, she pulled back to spit on to the dildo, to make the blow job extra nasty. She also rubbed saliva into the lower part of the shaft, as usual, but she used another way to make it wet. Namely, by pushing her lips even lower, taking a record amount of cock into her mouth, and then down her throat.

Something she was out of practice doing, and never something this size before, so she choked and gagged quite a lot, but it was all worth it to make that dildo extra wet, and of course, increase both their enjoyment. Hell, she even got close to taking it all the way down her windpipe, only to be stopped by Jemma, for better or worse.

"Get on the bed!" Jemma ordered huskily, "I want you on your back, and spreading your legs, so I can look into your eyes as I fuck you."

Hearing Jemma being so forceful surprise Daisy so much that it was a few long seconds before she responded, but then she grinned wickedly and replied, "Yes Ma'am."

Something which had Jemma giving her an unimpressed look, but she said nothing further as Daisy was quick to obey, scrambling to get into position and then waiting impatiently for her lover to join her. Unfortunately, Jemma just had to tease her by admiring the view for a few long seconds, and then even when she started moving it wasn't exactly quickly, instead choosing to slowly crawl over the bed until they were face to face.

Which admittedly was the kind of thing Daisy did to the other girl all the time, but it wasn't fair to use her tactics against her. It then got even worse, and better, when instead of giving her that dick right away, the other brunette instead slid her fingertips over her pussy lips.

Which felt really, really good, but it wasn't exactly what she'd been expecting. Although she was so wound up from the blow job that Daisy threw her head back and let out a very long, loud and above all happy little moan. It was then quickly followed by more, as, to her credit, the little scientist continued rubbing, at one point even concentrating on her clit for a few long seconds, before slipping a finger inside of Daisy's pussy.

Something she made sure to do agonizingly slowly, and then once she was buried up to the knuckle, Jemma started pumping that finger in and out of her at a slow but steady pace, making sure she was as ready as possible for that big dick. For Dr Simmons's big dick, the thought having Daisy grinning widely up at the woman she loved.

Jemma returned the smile with one of her own, for a few long seconds as she finger fucked the other girl's pussy. Then when Daisy opened her mouth, obviously to taunt her, or perhaps even to beg for more, Jemma cut her off by capturing her lips with her own, something that the superhero momentarily fought against, before relaxing into it.

Hell, she even let the scientist have full control over the kiss, which was a wonderful surprise. She then pulled her fingers away from the other woman's cunt, grabbed her strap-on and pressed the head of it against Daisy's entrance. She then left it there for a few long seconds, before pushing it inside.

This caused Daisy Johnson, the mighty Quake, to let out a loud cry directly into her mouth, something which gave Jemma great satisfaction. That, and the fact that she knew it was as a result of pushing her dick into another girl's twat. Yes, it wasn't flesh and blood. Jemma was a scientist who knew full well that this was simply a toy to be used.

And even if it was an advanced model, one which would have actually allowed her to feel what a man would, it still wouldn't be technically her inside of Daisy. But in that moment it felt real, which made her want to look into those advanced models. God, technology really was a marvel. Then again, maybe that would be too much for her? After all, just using this strap-on was overwhelming.