It was a curious thing to Cat why there were so many generals taking their leisure with them when there was supposed to be a war on, but she wasn't about to complain. Besides, her mouth was full. As she tasted the man sliding through her mouth to get down her throat, she figured 'general' was a term all their nobility had or they were being incredibly effective at distracting them.
Her dress cushioned her knees as she knelt on all fours for the man in the chair. It seemed silly that he had wanted her for her jet black hair and commented on her matching undergarments, but then never bothered to look at her once she had gotten started. His eyes remained closed as she worked her mouth over his shaft until the door opened.
"Sir, still no word from the advance group but-" the adjutant paused to see Cat wiggling her bum as she enjoyed herself. "...the second group is making good progress down the main road. No sign of hostiles."
"So you interrupted me to tell me nothing has happened?!" The general growled at the man.
"No, sir. Spotters have seen enemy fleet elements coming over the mountains. The bulk of the Crater Peak fleet."
The general laughed and filled Cat's mouth with his seed that she struggled to swallow quickly enough to avoid choking. She was suddenly worried that he was finding the news of the attack amusing. Happy to have finished her client, she was now quite eager to report to the others what was going on.
"Now that is news. Alright, let's go." The general got up and fastened his trousers.
Cat remained on the floor and watched him leave. Only once he was gone did she put her dress back on and find her shoes. She remained barefoot, so she could quietly slink back to the gallery where the girls had been socializing with clients. Of course, being barefoot didn't help when she walked past a guarded door.
"Hey there." One of the guards smiled at her as they both looked her up and down. "You one of those women who arrived who just get pregnant for money?"
Cat hid her internal groan at the apparent absence of awareness the men in the city had. "I am one of the women who has sex for money." She noticed the door they were guarding was ajar and could hear voices. "But my last had to leave before he could get me completely. You two wouldn't mind would you?"
"Me or him?" He whispered in a hushed tone after looking at the door to make sure nobody was right there.
"Either, both. I can handle whatever you like. I'm also very quiet." Cat wanted to hear what was going on in that room.
If he tasted the general on her lips as he pulled her close to kiss her, he never let on. Cat was pushed against the wall beside the door as she pulled up her dress. After getting himself free, she felt hands around her thighs lifting her up and the pressure of his manhood pressing against her before her weight forced him inside. Once her hand had moved aside her underwear, she was dropped. Having her body filled gave her the release she had been craving for almost an hour. Cat let out a hoarse breath, trying to avoid making any noises that would carry. The top of her dress was pulled down to reveal her bra; that was promptly pulled down as well. With everything bunched around her waist, she felt the thrusts into her as his mouth went to her breasts. Looking over at the other guard, she smiled, stealing a glance into the room.
"Understood, authorized to launch." came a voice.
The opulent hall was panelled everywhere in deep red and black with fancy gold trim, and the matching carpet was lush on her bare feet. Yet despite the opulence, behind the door was a radio room. It occurred to Cat that this whole section of the city was like that, decorated like a palace, military or otherwise.
The biting of her breasts brought her back to the man inside her. She huffed in pleasure, feeling him use her weight to make each thrust more forceful.
"Yes, do it. You know you want to." Cat had learned what she wanted about the room as she heard more launch commands.
No sooner than he had permission did he burst his seed within her. Cat held his head tightly to her breasts as he filled her body before sliding out of it. As he backed away, she saw the other approach for his turn. Smiling, despite wanting to leave, she felt him push into her as the first had. Biting at her neck with his hands on her bum, Cat couldn't help but feel too good to rush. She worked her hips as best she could in his grip and moaned softly in his ear. He didn't last nearly as long as his friend and finished quickly. Cat, about to fix her dress and leave, saw the door open wide.
"Were you guys planning on sharing?" the man in the room asked.
"Have fun!"
Cat was shoved into the room and counted a dozen men. She hoped that at some point she would at least get her own climax before she finally left. It seemed odd that the door was still left open, but couldn't worry about it as she was lifted onto a table for another go.
****
Ving had learned a few things about her new friend. The stern expression she had fixed to her face only seemed to break when she was pleasuring Ving. When Ving had tried to return the favour, although she had enjoyed Ving's professional technique, her efforts were met with resistance.
"Lay there for a moment, Mella, I want to get something for you to try." Ving left her in the bed and dashed out for less than a minute.
When Ving returned, she showed the silver hook artefact to Mella.
"What's that?" Mella was curious, though she was confident she could guess. "Your fingers inside me was fine but I am not sure I would want something that big."
Ving smiled softly, knowing that having anything inside her was what had been making her uncomfortable. "Trust me."
Her legs parted, Mella grit her teeth and closed her eyes as Ving pushed the metal hook into her. She didn't want to reject the first woman to ever give her any intimacy despite how much she hated penetration. It felt strange as it entered her and she couldn't quite picture how she was being held until her eyes opened.
"Does this penetration feel better for you?" Ving asked, holding the hard man-shaft as she knelt over it and slowly sat down upon it.
Mella couldn't speak; she felt herself moving inside a woman and wept. She couldn't see where the body she had ended and the new part began, but she could see where it disappeared inside the flesh and she could feel Ving squeezing around it.
"Can I call you sir?" Ving queried as she put Mella's hands on her breasts before resting hers on the flat powerful chest under her.
"Yes..." Mella gasped. "I'm... a man. Having a woman. This is normal." Mella felt on the verge of being emotionally shattered by the experience.
"It's just the start." Ving giggled, knowing she had to keep Mella together. "You get to do things to me you have always wanted. So, show me what kind of man you are and take me like you mean it."
Mella was enjoying Ving rocking back and forth on his new shaft but knew what he'd really been dreaming of. He rolled her over and held her legs wide, surprised she was flexible enough to get them up to his shoulders. Taking control of the thrusts, he slammed himself into Ving like he always imagined doing. The gasps he forced from her each time mixed with his hard grunts of effort.
"Thank you, sir! It's so big!" Ving didn't usually toss out the lines men always expected to hear, like they were somehow better than any other man she had been with, but she knew they were needed now. "Push harder! It won't fit inside me!"
Mella grinned as he grabbed the headboard and slammed into her hard like a machine until, for the first time ever, he felt a physical release and the seed flowing through himself and into Ving. He yelled in surprised panic, freezing his movements as it happened deep inside Ving. When he was done, he felt the shaft drop out of him and saw it still inside Ving on the bed.
"How did that feel?" Ving grinned - but knew Mella had probably expected it to be permanent and might panic soon.
As she waited for him to respond, she took the silver shaft out of her and crawled over to where Mella had backed off and popped it back in. On all fours, she licked the flesh shaft that had returned to his body and grinned as it pushed deep into her throat.
"I never thought of what it would feel like... I..." He trailed off, distracted by how a throat felt around him.
Ving pulled free. "That's every man's first time. Trust me, you did better than most." Her tongue ran along the full length and played with the tip. "Maybe we can find someone to make an enchantment that works all the time. This one stays hard and then falls out after climax."
"Not something that would work out on shift." Malla laughed as he pulled Ving by her green hair to take him deeply again.
Ving was relieved he had taken the news well. She could pleasure him as he processed the information and not have to worry about the shock the next time he climaxed. Her greedy slurps couldn't keep her drool from spilling from her mouth as the new man used her mouth like a toy; Ving was happy to experience an impossible fantasy for someone. When he burst into her mouth, she held the tip on her lips so he could watch his seed land on her tongue and face as the force of it changed with the pumps.
"You taste wonderful, sir. A woman appreciates it when she gets seeded properly." Ving used her face to nuzzle the shaft before it turned to silver and fell out again.
"I want to do this forever." Mella breathed heavily.
"Well, we both have work to do, but as long as I am here, you can use this on me. Any of the women here would be happy to have you. A man like you has a lot of catching up to do, and time to make up for."
"I think I need a rest, and it sounds like there are some ships launching. I should probably take a look outside." Mella realised his clothing was still near the bath as he looked around.
"Sounds good. You can point things out to me while you rest up." Ving was suddenly aware she had a mission to accomplish.
*****
Grey had been busy. Between organising the construction of defences, catching up with his mother whenever she wasn't managing the Emberborn, and the sudden arrival of the fleet overhead - he had more than enough to do. A few small ships had landed near them to offload more troops who had been kicked off their ship to reduce their weight.
