Growth And Lust Ch 02 Tied Down

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The wind swept over the lulling hill as Ginrar leaned against the tree at the very top, fields of wheat swayed and the rays of sunshine warmed the countryside. Roke sat in between her legs and his head rested against her heavy breasts, he squirmed and dug his heels in the dirt as he bit his bottom lip trying to contain his breathy moans.

"I thought you said you could last, Roke?" her voice heavy with lust and a bit of teasing. She watched joyfully as he squirmed and tried to come up with a witty reply, her left hand grasping his hot iron rod and stroking him as she ran her right palm in circles on the tip of his cock.

"I-I can," was all he could get out, his pants down to his thighs and his sweaty palms grabbing at Gins knees on either side of him. He tried as hard as he could to push his climax, but knew he was failing. Still, he was unsure if Gin would let him burst so easily. He could feel her hot breath on the top of his head, ruffling his hair around. A thick pool of drool formed in his mouth, he found himself constantly gulping so as to not let it spill out on his shirt.

This was nothing new to either of them after their first night of passion. The year was done and they would soon be back on their way to re-sign waivers and figure out if the planet would sell now or still need more time. Roke worried if him and Gin would be split up, and his heart ached whenever the thought of them working separately came to mind.

"Gin, I thin-" his words hitched in his throat as she let go of his glistening cock, it pulsed in anticipation and begged for her attention.

Gin leaned closer to his ear, "I think the shuttle is coming," she said in a concerned tone.

"But I still haven't." Roke said as he turned his head to look at her, she smiled and rested her mouth against the side of his head. He could feel her nose blow a strong burst of air through his hair, and her mouth against the side of his head.

"You know it's not fair when you beg like that," she said as she gently gripped his cock again and gave it a few furious strokes. She knew how to make him scream, her diligent fingers would gently grasp him on the downward stroke, then tighten up on the upward motion. When she got to the helmet she made sure to tighten a little more so when her thumb and first finger passed, it made almost a flicking feel. She only gave him the last few pumps he begged for before his dam burst.

"Gi-'' was all he could say before his body convulsed and sent spasming bolts of pleasure through his body. His mind went blank as he wracked and writhed in between her legs, babbling like a lunatic as ragged moans and yelps escaped his lips that were glistening with the spit and drool of a mad man. Gin watched in awe, she'd seen this many times before but it always tingled her womanhood when she watched his triumphant cock shoot its first rope. How it sailed out with such force and tenacity, she loved the way it could blast through her folds and felt as if it was painting her back wall when he came in her pussy.

"You gave me so much," she cooed in his ear as he melted and settled against her, his body twitching and his eyes still full of haze. Little throaty whimpers escaping his lips as she gently grazed his now drained balls with her sharp nails.

The shuttle to take them back to the main Growth headquarters was coming through the clouds, Gin wasn't lying, and once Roke realized this, he was trying to wipe off the oil she had been using on his now tender cock. She giggled as he hurriedly tried to clean himself and make himself presentable.

"You know it's an empty ship, right?" she said as she raised her eyebrows at him. They both laughed and stood up. The shuttle was coming near their camp and started to put out its landing gear, as it touched down it rocked and swayed making audible hissing noises and a few creaks and squeals. Gin walked up the ramp as her travel box followed her, Roke was right behind her in the truck and idled it to the center of the shuttle before parking it and shutting it down.

After the ship did its own maintenance checks and ensured the air locks were sealed, they were off. Careening through the galaxy, back to where they had originally met.

"So how does this work?" Roke asked, "Is there some kind of paperwork we put in, or do we just say we want to keep working together, or what?"

Gin was pulling her coat out of the travel box, she put it on then found her shoes next to put on as well. "We can put in some paperwork that says we feel we need to work together, we can talk to personnel and tell them there are some extra circumstances with a workplace romance that make us want to stay together."

"Will we be in trouble, did we break any rules?" Roke retorted while watching her lace up her shoes.

"No we didn't break any rules, and relationships like ours are seen in a positive light by the company. Workplace deaths drop by 32% with a partner on the planet. The fact that we sleep together won't be an issue."

Roke nodded his head, "Cool, I'm looking forward to another year."

Gin smiled, "As am I."

Hours passed and the ship landed at Growth headquarters and the two were off on their way to sign, sit through the same meeting they had been at the year before, then leave. As they walked, Ginrar noticed the same old glances she had gotten before, most others left her be in this place, but there were a few who looked in disgust or fear at her. She was happy to see Roke didn't get nearly as many glares, humans were regarded as dangerous predators as well. But the docile nature their looks could easily show, gave them an easier time of making allies. To Ginrar, all the other people faded away when she looked at the sweet human she had come to adore and cherish. It didn't matter how they looked at her, only how he saw her.

They soon reached the department of 'Personnel/Workplace Resources and Safety', they explained they had formed a relationship and Roke was surprised to find the gentleman behind the counter was more than happy to give them the proper paperwork.

Ginrar knew the man helping them was just happy he wouldn't have to deal with her aggravated tone and dominating demeaner if he quickly complied with Roke's request and gave them the company's blessing.

With paperwork and bureaucracy complied with, they were off to the meeting. Roke observed the new employees and found he didn't get as many curious looks as he did last year. He noticed a couple humans in the group and was happy to see his people coming to the stage and stepping up.

With everything completed and them ready to leave, they headed back down to the transport shuttle, "Hey Gin, did you need to get any supplies?" Roke asked.

"No, I'm good, but if you need anything they have a series of stores to get goods and tools at." Gin said.

"PETER HAMMERSTEAD..." a stern voice called out.

Roke froze in his steps, his face flushed and his blood ran cold, he didn't move an inch. He felt a hand on his left shoulder and it started to pull to spin him around, but before it could make much progress, the hand was off of him.

"I'm sorry," Gin stated in a dominating tone, "but I believe you are mistaken."

Roke was able to breathe again, he slowly turned around and found the cause of his fear with a twisted look of anger and fear smeared on an older gentleman's face. Gin held the man's hand up and delivered a death stare that could incite any army to retreat.

"P-Peter Hammerstead, you are in possession of stolen property, and as such you must return it and report back to the Blackstar Estates at once." The man who was saying this was trying as hard as he could to regain control of the situation. He wasn't expecting the Tallhee to interrupt him like she did. From what he had read of the woman's personnel files, she was merely supposed to be his trainer. Her reviews showed poor communication skills and a distaste for working with others, she should be more than happy to cast away such a worthless counterpart.

"I didn't steal anything, and I refuse to ever return there," Roke stated.

Gin squeezed the man's wrist and watched his aggravated demeanor change to a more submissive one, "And you'll return back to them and you'll tell them it'd be in their best interest to never interact with us again." Gin released his wrist, which he instantly retracted to his chest and coddled in his other hand.

"We will not stand for this," he seethed out of clenched teeth.

"What do they say I stole?" Roke said in aggravation, Gin felt pride in him standing up to the meek man who thought he could command him around. She felt his resolve strengthening, and she could feel him standing taller next to her.

"Your medical repairs were done at the expense of the Blackstar family, and as such, it is property of the family until the expense is re-paid or returned." He smiled at the last word, knowing he had no other choice, he would have to return. Once there, he would see how lucky he was to be brought back into the graces of such a prestigious house.

Roke didn't falter, the crowds that were once passing by them had dwindled down to mere trickles of people on the edges of the corridor. "Oh, so I stole this?" he said as he lifted his left arm, the same arm she had replaced after she took his first one.

"Yes, you understand that you have not reconciled your debt of the grati-" he stopped talking mid sentence.

Roke turned Ginrar to face him, he reached out and clasped her right hand, as he slowly raised it he made sure to push her fingers so they pointed straight. He slowly pulled her hand towards him, her sharp nails pressing into his arm, just below the shoulder.

Ginrar felt his resolve, strong as diamonds and his focus was on her, she watched him raise his head slowly so their eyes would meet. She looked inside his mind to be sure and was unsurprised to find his willingness to cut all ties and debt to his past life. She knew the man had said 'return' as a formality for his whole being returned to her, and Gin would not let that happen.

She pulled her hand away to open a gap between them of just a few inches, and with a red blur and a shudder from the weak man watching them. Rokes left arm dropped to the floor. Ginrar slowly reached down and clasped her fingers around the bicep of the now detached prosthetic. Wires and hydraulic lines now cut free, a mix of blood dripping and servos buzzing, she turned and walked to the man, noting Roke sending her a mental message of 'I'm fine'.

Gin whipped the arm upward so the hand flew up, fingers outstretched, then it came back down landing on the now shaking man's shoulder. "The property is now considered returned to the safekeeping of... who ever the fuck you are," she said as she leaned down and made sure her face was all he could see.

"Should there be any other bothers from you, or the people that sent you, I will not be so kind." Gin dropped the arm and turned back to Roke, she walked to him and quickly scooped him up, one arm under his knees and the other holding his back. She turned her head and said, "If I find you did not return it, your prayers to whatever Deity you worship shall go unanswered."

Ginrar walked away, the man too afraid to speak kept looking at the arm at his feet and the death incarnate walking away from him before she took a turn and disappeared from his sight.

Gin and Roke had managed to get away from prying eyes, hiding in a dissabled persons and family bathroom. The slight trickles of blood unable to cling to the slick walls and floor, a conglomeration of torn tubes and crimson coated metal was all that was left of where his arm used to be. Ginrar held him against her tightly, rocking them back and forth. "Thank you Gin, I know that was hard," Roke said as he leaned back to look at her.

"I'm so sorry," she cried out as tears freely flowed down her cheeks, heavy breathing only interrupted by the sobs of pain she had for him, "Roke, I'm sorry."

"Gin I'm sorry, I didn't think about you in this whole thing." Roke said as he too, started to let a few tears fall. He knew she cared for him but was taken back by how much this hurt her. "I want you to know you didn't hurt me, I can't feel-"

"Don't lie to me Roke, I can feel your pain and I know you felt every bit of what I did to you," she cried out, "I don't know what's worse, me doing this, or what you've been through that made you able to hide the pain so easily from everyone else."

"It doesn't matter what happened before, I'm sorry I made you do this. I'm sorry I've forced you into taking me into your care," Roke said.

Gin was unable to contain the pain she felt, how did he know she could even do something like this. "Roke, I didn't want you to see me as a monster. I would never hurt you, I care so much for you. Please don't look at me like-"

Roke had to cut her off, "GINRAR. I would never look at you like that!" he said as he gripped the back of her neck with his right hand, fingers twisted in her locks that were as dark as night. "I can't see you in any other light other than a caring partner. You've done so much for me and I'm sorry I made you do this."

"How? How did you know I could do it?" she asked as her brow furrowed and she tried to pull away from him. Tears of fear and hate for herself trying to break free, but she was determined not to let them drop.

"I watched you split a piece of firewood like that once. I know it's selfish, but I knew then I might have to ask you to do it."

"Am I a tool to you?" she asked as she looked at the mangled mess where his arm once attached. Gin could see inside him and felt how her question hurt him, she instantly regretted asking but felt she needed to affirm her position.

"Gin, no, I would never look at you like that!" Roke said as he tried to get closer to her. "I'm sorry for putting you through that and making you take care of me," as he spoke, Gin could see his eyes trying to plead with hers. "I know this hurts, and I can't put it any other way. I'm sorry and I...I need you Ginrar. I need you so much more than I can't put it into words."

Gin could see inside him and tell he was being honest, he wasn't able to form his feelings into words but Gin could see it in the form of a bright warm light. Enveloping him when he thought of her, it's warmth running through him when he heard her speak. It was true, he never asked her to take care of him, or fix anything about him, but she could see he couldn't stand the thought of them separating.

They both sat there for a while, Roke's own body taking care of any open wounds for blood and ensuring he would survive this too. They soon left the small bathroom and headed back to their own transport ship. They walked in silence and never saw the man that reclaimed Roke's arm or any form of law enforcement.

"Management droid," Gin called out, "I need to make a request."

A management droid heard her call and soon approached before scanning both of them and finding her employee number. "Ginrar, how may I be of service?"

"Roke and I are taking leave, we will be out for a couple weeks. We also request transport provided by the company, remove the fee from my wages," Gin said.

The droid looked at her and processed the request, "Approved. You will receive paid leave. However, Roke will receive unpaid leave. Once leave is complete, return to your assignment and relinquish control of the transport. Then, your leave will be complete and work may resume. Is there anything else I can assist with?"

"No, that's it," Gin said, she turned and looked at Roke who was quietly standing behind her.

"You taking me somewhere special?"

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They sat silently in the shuttle, Gin had put in the destination and Roke didn't ask where they were going. He figured 'I'll find out once we get there'. Gin sat on a bench style seat, Roke kept waiting for her to give him some kind of signal to come near. He still felt terrible and didn't know how to reconcile what he had asked her to do.

He was unable to stand it anymore, he approached her and stood by the seat waiting for her to acknowledge him. He felt she was still upset, but he could never see her as the monster she was worried about being portrayed as.

Gin waited a moment as he stood near her, she sat cross legged and was reading a book. She slowly lifted the book with one hand and moved it to the side while never taking her eyes off it. She lifted her other arm and opened her hand, holding it to the side in a surrendering position, she uncrossed her legs and put both her feet on the floor.

Roke took the invitation and moved to lay down on the bench beside her, he made sure to lay with his left side down so she wouldn't have to look at the mess he now had off that side. He laid his head in her lap and the rest of his body on the seat, she rested her arms back down, her right one on his shoulder and continued reading her book.

"I want to apologize, I thought I would never have to see them again but somehow they found me. That piece that we removed was the last physical thing tying me to them, short of the changed immune and healing systems I have now."

Gin listened to him, her heart still ached for what she had done even though he was happy and she could tell he felt no pain now. It hurt her inside that he would never ride his bike again, she loved watching his joyful smile as he rode. The way he would work on the vehicle for scheduled maintenance and keep it running smoothly, it was cute and amazing to her how his mind would open in those times.

His brain visualized the proper outcome of fixing whatever he would work on, the way his trained fingers could sense the lightest click or tension as he worked. The way his face would beam as he tried to hide his pride in fear of smugness. Or how it would twist in disappointment as he didn't get the results he wanted from it.

She ran her fingers through his hair, thinking of all the things he wouldn't enjoy anymore. But also happy that he held nothing against her and relied on her. It was a new feeling, someone relying on her, she thought the responsibility would weigh on her. Instead, it enveloped her like a warm breeze that carried the fruitful labors of companionship.

They stayed like this for hours, Roke falling in and out of sleep, Gin rustling every now and then to get more comfortable. After nearly a full day and a few snacks, Gin finally had to get up and stretch her legs so she slowly eased her way out from under his head and went to check the control instruments. She leaned over and rested her hands on the dashboard full of information about the ship and its progress, but before she could focus on what anything said, she felt Roke's presence immediately behind her.

The previous events seemed distant to her as she felt his eyes on her, 'How could such a simple and caring man, have this effect on me.' She thought. Not a trace of angst towards her, she almost hated how quick to forgive her he could be. But then again she understood to him, what happened was a blessing.

She could feel his wants and knew what he yearned for, he wanted her to turn around and take him. He wanted her to undo his pants and pull out his growing cock, he begged her to do it, needed her to do it.

She didn't turn around, simply kept looking at the dash and examining the instruments. She felt him grow more impatient, she could hear him questioning in his mind about why she wouldn't turn. She laughed inside at his bratty demeanor and his tantrum rising up, not getting what he wanted. He went from being a level headed coworker, to a needy lover in the span of a single year, and she loved how he had grown.