Disclaimer: I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The soft crunching of branches and dead leafs filled the otherwise calm and peaceful morning. With nimble precision Max sprinted through the the lush green forest barely making a sound as she transversed the dense forest. It was supposed to have been a simple job, but something had gone wrong, someone had fucked up. Somehow she had tripped an alarm, and now instead of silently sneaking away unnoticed, she was running for her life. She could hear the men behind her, barking orders as they spread out looking for her. She increased her pace, knowing that her bike was less then a mile away. There was no way anyone could keep up with her, but she wasn't going to risk it.
Max rounded the corner pushing herself as hard as she could hoping to finally put some distance between her and her pursuers. She sped up even more as she could hear the voices behind her grow fainter, her boots digging deeply into the soft soil with every stride as she pushed her pace faster. She ran for another few minutes, no longer able to hear her pursuers she slowed only to come to a halting stop as she heard the crack of a snapping branch just a few yards from where she was.
Any hope of not being noticed were completely destroyed as she lost her footing in the muddy soil while attempting to stop. She landed with an 'Ummfpt' falling to her ass. The sound of dead branches and leaves crunching under hear weight alerting all in the area to her presence. She froze for a moment, then scanned the area, looking for the origin of the sound that stopped her dead in her tracks. Then she saw him, a guardsmen stood a few meters from where she lay. His face was mostly obscured by the heavy face visor he wore but he looked just as surprised to see her as she was to see him. '
'What the hell was a guardsmen doing out here alone' Max thought to herself. She thought she had left all of them atleast a half mile behind her. It was then she noticed that his fly was down, his dick in his hand. Out of the thousand of trees that covered this forest she had to run right into the one this guy was taking a piss on.
"Fuck" she muttered under her breathe, trying to think of ways out of this as she began pushing herself back to her feet.
"Hey! Don't move!" the guard yelled, quickly dropping his dick and replacing it with his firearm. Pointing it squarely at a now crouching Max. Fuck! What was she going to do now. "Stand up slowly."
Following his command Max slowly stood. Even hidden behind his visor she could still see his eyes as they slowly ran down her body. She was drenched, partly from sweat, partly from the early dew that covered all of the foilage that she had just spend the lasts ten minutes running through. She watched as his eyes lingered on her chest. The shirt she was wearing, soaked with sweat clung to her every curve leaving nothing to the imagination. Max wasn't surprised as he leered at her. Guys did it all th time but the way his eyes lingered, the way he shifted uncomfortably as he took in the rest of her body told Max that she had a way out.
Disgusted as it made her, she would be stupid not to use her sexuality as an advantage. She parted her lips, and increased her breathing as if she was out of breath. Pushing her chest out more as she inhaled, her shirt stretching tightly around her breasts, her hard nipples pushing against the fabric as if begging to be freed.
"Um.. ahem" the guard cleared his throat nervously, her heavy breathing not lost on him. A small victory for Max, but she didn't have time to waste.
Giving him her best smile she approached him slowly. "Why don't you put the gun down, I'm not gonna try anything." she began. "Nobody knows we're out here... nobody will ever know you let me go, all you gotta do is look the other way and... and I'll make it worth your while." she said, licking her lips, her eyes glancing down at his growing arousal. She dared to move even closer still, her hand trailed down her chest, lightly tracing her breast, then over her flat stomach to the button of her jeans. "Mmm" she moaned as she popped open the button, biting her lip looking at him seductively, she took another step closer, almost within reach of the pistol that was still pointed at her. The guard couldn't help looking at her perfect body as she slowly swayed towards him. Only one more step and she would easily be able to disarm the distracted man.
"Stop!" the man suddenly ordered. "You think I'm stupid? Shake your tits and ass at me and I'll let you go?"
Fuck. Max mentally screamed at herself, she had been so close, almost in reach of the weapon. "You don't have to do th..."
"Shut up and put your hands on your head and turn around." the man barked at her. "Now!" he yelled again seeing her hesitate. Having no other choice she did what he said. As soon as her back was turned the man kicked at the back of her knees. With practiced precision he followed through by pushing on her back, causing her to tumble to the ground.
"Ahh" Max yelped as she felt the guard kick her legs out form underneath her causing her to fall to her knees, before she could recover her balance he had pushed her forward, causing her to fall face first towards the forest floor. Her hands shot out, barely catching herself in time. Instinctively her body screamed at her to turn around and fight, but the cold hard barrel of the mans pistol pushing against her thigh stopped her.
They both paused as static filled their ears as the mans radio came alive, then a gravely voice spoke. "Sector 4 Patrol, Subject last seen heading south towards your position. Report back any activity"
"Sector 4 all clear" the guard quickly replied back.
"What.." Max begun, confused at the turns of events.
"You're gonna make good on your offer you little slut." he told her as his hand roughly grabbed the waistband of her jeans and yanked them down.
