Author's Note:
This story contains, heterosexual intercourse, lesbian interplay and group sex FFM. Thanks to deathlynx for looking out for errors and helping me fix them. If there are more, the fault lies with me. Enjoy and please leave a comment, this is my first Science Fiction story, though I have Fantasy ones in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy category on Lit. ~ Thanks, Red.
Ice leaned against the building that stood opposite of Hannagan's tavern. The streets were quiet; that was typical for a Tuesday night. Ice was glad for it. The less people littering the area meant they could be in and out of the village, back on the Tricutter, and off of Aekl-Ajinh Delta I, before any of Mael's goons knew they were there. He pulled his weapon from his holster, turned the settings up and waited for his two business partners to appear.
Inside the bar, Cerise was ready to pull the blood plugs on Maelstrom, but she knew if she did that,then their fee would not be collected. They needed the deadly Swampdroid alive, incapacitated was fine, but dead was not an option, and thus she continued to let the alien run his cold metal hand up and down her thigh as he licked his way around her partner's neck. She opened her legs wider, knowing Mael would take the invitation and roll with it. He didn't disappoint the redhead. His cold fingers slid into her pussy and his digit began to spin deep inside her sex.
Cerise shifted against his palm and began to rethink purchasing discarded droid parts for her personal enjoyment. "Nice baby," she moaned into his cybernetic ear and flicked her tongue across the steel lobe. Cerise probably could have gotten more into her role as seductress if she were where Tina was. . .on the opposite side of their mark. Tina got the pleasure of working with the human side of Mael; she'd won the toss. "I think we should take this outside. . .maybe back to your place?" Cerise moved one of her hands down Mael's shirt, eventually sneaking her finger inside, to flick one of his tender nipples. She tugged on the flesh, wondering what human had died in order for Mael to wear their skin as his trophy.
"Oh, that sounds perrrrfect," Tina's voice drew out the sensual word as she sucked on the droid's neck. She knew Cerise was only mildly enjoying herself. Tina however, was very excited. Mael was a handsome Swampdroid and since she was playing with the human tissue side, she could ignore his metal arm, and fingers. Her palm slipped to his crotch and she pushed down on the fabric. A sigh of relief escaped her, but to Mael, it was a breathy whisper of arousal coating his ear. For Tina though, it was knowing his cock was also one of the human elements he'd stolen. She loved winning the bets, then again most of the time she used her double-sided coin and Cerise was none the wiser.
"I think I know just the place," Maelstrom said against Tina's neck. He nuzzled her brunette locks and tugged on her ear lobe, before pulling his spinning digit from Cerise's pussy and then offering it up to Tina as it rotated in a much slower motion.
Tina winked at both the Swampdroid and her friend, before taking Mael's cold wrist and lowering her mouth over his juice-covered appendage. She moaned as well as any actress could moan when they were trying to convince their audience they were full of lustful need. She didn't mind sucking Cerise honey, in fact she knew she'd be down there as soon as this job was over and they were back on Tricutter.
The group of three rose from the corner table where Cerise had dragged Mael earlier. They stumbled their way to the bar's door; Mael's hands wrapped around each woman's waist. Cerise eyed Tina, who shot her a look back, both confirming what the other knew; neither was wasted, but had portrayed drunken sluts in order to boast his confidence.
"Which way baby?" Tina asked, once they were outside and the moonlight from the moons of Aekl-Ajinh Delta I shone down on them. Mael turned his two willing sluts toward the alley; he was rock hard and needed some relief before he took them back to his shuttle and showed them just how wicked he truly was. He'd been dodging the law for a couple months now. His stop on the sparsely populated planet, was supposed to be for refueling, but he'd seen the two women eyeing him up one side and down the other, so he knew he had to stop and play. He ordered a twelve hour recreation leave for himself and his crew, all except Spider, who would man the ship and keep an eye out for anyone trying to be a hero and bring the criminals to justice.
"Right here," he growled low in Tina's ear, pulling on the tender lobe and then sliding his lips down to suckle on the pulse that beat beneath her skin. He felt the brunette rub her body against his as she pressed herself further into his hard steel and flesh-covered skeleton. His back hit the adobe wall of the bar and he watched Tina slowly slide down to her knees. One of his hands came to rest in her thick brown hair, while the other wrapped around the back of Cerise's scalp and dragged her to his lips. He covered her mouth with his and moaned in pleasure as he felt Tina's hot breath against his cock. "Yeah bitch. Suck it. Matter of fact," he looked at Cerise, "you get down there and help her."
Cerise smiled and ran her tongue across his lips. "Okay baby." She reached down and circled his stolen, skin-covered rod and stroked it. Her brown eyes stayed locked on Mael's. She watched his human one flutter closed, while his cybernetic one began to dilate. She moved her other hand up to his head and began to rub the smooth metal scalp. Cerise heard the sounds of Tina's slurping as she enveloped the velvet sack of Mael's steel balls.
"Ladies, mind if I interrupt?"
Maelstrom's eyelid lifted and both orbs focused on the voice that came from the alley entrance. Cerise and Tina both dropped back, leaving a stunned, annoyed and angry Maelstrom standing against the wall. "You son of a . . ."
"Maelstrom you're under arrest. The government of Nefuo Theta has commissioned me to bring you in. Preferably alive, but that depends on you; Doesn't it?"
Mael growled as he lifted his hand and pulled a weapon from inside his jacket. Tina pulled a gun from her boot and fired; its magnetic stream slammed into Mael's hand, rendering the mechanical appendage useless. He stared in disbelief at the two women he had discarded so easily as cheap whores. His attention was brought back to the bounty hunter as a volley of piercing magnetic darts were driven into his chest.
Ice watched the light slowly dim from Mael's eye, just before the lid closed on the other. "You girls okay?" he asked, as he walked toward the now disabled droid.
"No, I am not okay!" Tina yelled, sliding her gun back into her boot. "I sucked that things balls! Where the fuck were you? What took you so long?" She spit into the alley and glared back at her partner, who was pulling a chip from Mael's head and sliding it into his pocket. "You're sure that'll keep him shut down?" she asked as she moved closer to the now, seemingly harmless, frozen droid.
"Yeah. He's nothing, but a big metal statue without this motion chip. He's turned off . . . Baby," Ice said the endearment using Mael's voice; the knack for imitating voices was something he had perfected since he was a young kid.
Tina rolled her eyes and slapped his tattoo-covered arm. "If you ever call me baby with that voice again. . ."
"So; what took you so long?" Cerise asked, joining the other two, with her hands resting on both hips.
"I was enjoying the show," Ice admitted with a smile. "I figured he outta have one last suck before he was dismantled and sold for parts."
Cerise chuckled and lifted the droid's arm. "This is the only part I would want." She twirled the now useless finger, remembering how good it had felt twirling inside her.
