Chapter 20.5: First Time

Six hours later Spencer carefully stepped into the dark basement and approached the smaller of the two figures tucked inside their sleeping bags. The moonlight streaming into the room from the window well was just enough to see where he was going.  Though he volunteered to take the second watch at this moment in time he wished he hadn’t. His limbs were achy, his eyelids extremely heavy, and he felt unstable on his feet. The three hours of sleep he was supposed to get before his shift weren’t restful at all. He’d spent most of it tossing and turning. Images of bloodied school buses, engies disappearing into bursts of light, and monsters breaking through walls kept him up far more than he had anticipated. Still, Spencer felt it was important to show his team that he was honest.

“Seeds of trust…” Spencer muttered to himself and glanced at the ceiling.

Naomi had yet to reappear from the top floor of the house where she was presumably sleeping for the night. A part of Spencer had hoped that she would come out during his shift so they could talk more, but sadly she hadn’t.

‘Slow and steady.’ He sighed internally and stooped down to wake Beatrice for the final shift of their overnight watch.

The very moment Spencer set his hand on Beatrice’s side her hover shield sprung up from off the floor and nudged his shoulder like an affectionate cat. The short girl rubbed her eyes and smiled at him.

‘My turn?’ She asked with quick signs.

Spencer nodded and responded with his hands. ‘Yes, thank you.’

Though she probably didn’t need it, six hours of sleep had done good things for Beatrice. She looked well rested, spry, and, most importantly, alert. 

‘You’re welcome to use my sleeping bag.’ The shield user offered while she stretched out in front of Spencer, her blue skirt somehow losing its wrinkles from being slept in through the simple motions. ‘To share some of my warmth with you would be a great honor.’

“Thanks, though to be honest,” Spencer glanced down at himself and grimaced, “I might just stink up the bag.”

Beatrice sucked in sharply and her pupils dilated noticeably.

‘It’s fine… if it smells like you.’ She signed out emphatically. ‘I insist.’

An odd reaction to be sure, but Spencer wasn’t one to judge.

“Thanks.” He settled into the offered sleeping bag while Beatrice waved and walked up the basement staircase to take up position on the main floor of the quiet house.

The moment she was out of sight there was a rustle to Spencer’s right. In the other sleeping bag Sarah rolled over with the flap pulled up to her chin and met Spencer’s gaze with piercing purple irises. Her blond hair spilled neatly behind her head onto the small pillow that came built into each bag. Timid fingers wiggled slightly on either side of her face as she held the fabric in place so no part of her body was visible below her neck. Spencer rolled onto his side to face her directly. There was something about the weight of her gaze and the restless way she moved her fingers that gave Spencer pause.

“You okay?” He asked, sensing a strange nervousness from the normally stoic sword wielder.

Sarah went rigid and nodded stiffly.

“Yes… commander.” She fell silent for a few moments before asking a strange question. “Commander, back in the mall, when you… kissed me,”

A faint blush started in her neck and slowly crept up to her face as she spoke.

“How… did you gather up the courage to… go through with the action? Were you afraid I would reject you?”

Spencer let his eyes drift to the unfinished basement ceiling as he considered her question.

“Honestly yeah.” He chuckled. “I am being no means unrealistic when I tell you that you are a world class beauty. Not to mention you’re incredibly strong, intelligent, and the only thing standing between me and a city full of monsters at any given moment in time.”

He let his eyes fall back down from the ceiling to Sarah’s purple gaze locked onto his face with unwavering attention.

“If things were different… If my power and your strength weren’t directly linked by our bond with each other, I probably would have asked you out on a date or something first before trying to kiss you.” Spencer let his shoulders rise and fall. “But unfortunately for us, our relationship can’t really progress at a normal rate. Not when the world is falling apart around us. We need to be able to be strong enough not only to survive, but protect others.”

It felt good to say his goals out loud. Though fear and panic still threatened the edges of his mind, having defined objectives helped keep Spencer moving with purpose. Sarah nodded in response.

“Right… so it’s not weird if we’re moving quickly. Our bond needs to be as strong as it can be. Our bond being strong means that you will be safe. So it’s a good thing.” Sarah spoke quietly and with a feverish pitch that felt like she was psyching herself up for something.

Sarah took a deep breath and lifted the flap of her sleeping bag. 

Spencer’s brain short circuited.

No black dress, no undershirt, and no underwear greeted his eyes. Her pale skin was flawless. Spencer’s eyes traveled slowly down as he marveled just how much of it was on display. Her ample breasts, free from the confines of her restrictive undergarments, held themselves up on her chest despite their obvious heft. Her pink nipples pebbled, but whether it was from his attention or the cool basement air he couldn’t tell.

Spencer’s eyes continued down, following the athletic curve of her body to her flat stomach and what lay beneath.  Sarah shifted one lengthy leg in front of the other to mask the most private place.

Sarah held the sleeping bag open. Her expression was surprisingly vulnerable as she waited for Spencer’s response. Spencer swallowed hard and gently lifted a hand to his own chest just to confirm that his heart was still beating.

“Wow. You remember when I said you were a world class beauty?” Spencer cleared his throat and laughed nervously. “Yeah. You’re just proving my point.”

“Don’t be mean, commander.” Sarah reached a hand over and dragged Spencer from his sleeping bag towards her with an incredibly strong grip. “And don’t resist. As you said, our relationship is far more than any average relationship. This is to be expected.”

“I wasn’t trying to be mean.” Spencer corrected Sarah weakly even as she rolled on top of him.

Holy shit. Spencer’s mind had yet to recover from the initial reveal and now this goddess was literally naked on top of him.

Her softness was everywhere. Her legs slotting between his thighs, her hips subconsciously grinding slow circles against his own, her chest pressing insistently into Spencer’s shirt, her face leaning into Spencer’s neck and inhaling deeply, and finally her hands gently but firmly pinning his arms above his head as she introduced her body to his in the most intimate way.

“I’m sorry commander.” Sarah said breathlessly, but made no move to stop what she was doing. “I’m afraid I’ve never done this before. I’ve heard intimate acts described, but never thought I would be interested in the practice.”

Her lips left a trail of scorching kisses from Spencer’s neck to his lips where she gently bit his lower one between her perfect white teeth.

“If I do anything wrong, please…” Sarah’s hips pressed insistently into Spencer’s growing bulge in his jeans. “Let me know and I’ll fix it.”

“You could have fooled me.” Spencer tried to laugh but it came out as a breathy exhale instead.

The adrenaline coursing through his veins wasn’t something he had experienced before either. Spencer was slightly grateful that his arms were pinned, if they weren’t he was sure his hands would be shaking from the potent mixture of nerves and excitement surging through him with every beat of his heart.

“To be honest, it's my first time too.” Spencer turned his head and pressed his lips to hers in a frantic chase to match her intensity.

Sarah’s hands made quick work of Spencer’s clothes. Everywhere her fingers brushed his skin they left fire in their wake. Now that his arms were free and he was feeling slightly more confident Spencer returned the gesture. One hand wrapped around her waist while the other lost itself in Sarah’s blonde hair. Her skin felt so good against his own. So right. The way she leaned into him, chased his touch, and whispered encouragement into his ear left Spencer breathless and more turned on than he had ever been in his life. Spencer’s manhood pulsed between Sarah’s athletic thighs. Their combined thrashing against one another only served to stimulate him further.

“So… this is the part where I…” Sarah trailed off as she sat up, her firm butt sliding back along Spencer’s length.

Spencer sucked in a quick breath and let his eyelids flutter shut as his anticipation grew.

“Y-yeah.” His hands found her hips and squeezed them in what he hoped was an encouraging manner. “Or I could… You know... If you don’t want to lead.”

Sarah’s eyes snapped to him and she grinned.

“No commander, please, let me do this for you. I want to claim your first time myself.”

Sarah’s hands came down to guide Spencer’s length to her entrance. They both held their breath as Sarah lowered herself down. Spencer could feel a brief resistance that Sarah pushed past almost immediately. Her channel was tight and slick yet it seemed to pull him deeper with greedy quivers. The powerful engie bit her own tongue and failed to suppress a moan as she forced Spencer as far as she could manage. Her hands clamped onto his shoulders, her grip bordering on painful until she reached his base. Eyelids fluttering shut, Sarah breathed heavily for a few moments of stillness.

“Just… adjusting, commander.” She moaned again and let her hips give an experimental roll. “It’s strange, feeling you so deep inside me.”

Sarah flexed her thighs and let herself rise slightly before dropping down.

“It’s more uncomfortable than I thought it would be.” She admitted.

Spencer didn’t dare speak. It was taking all of his concentration to keep himself from bursting right then and there. The sensation of his manhood being squeezed at every angle in such a delicious way was proving incredibly overwhelming. Sarah paused and opened her eyes. She cupped Spencer’s face and gazed down apologetically.

“I didn’t mean to imply I wasn’t enjoying myself, commander. There’s nothing I’d rather be doing more than being here with you doing exactly this. I simply need to adjust to all of these-” Spencer’s length twitched and caused her to shudder pleasantly. “Sensations… Are you enjoying yourself too?”

Spencer nodded as sweat actively dripped from the back of his neck. The delicious build up held steady for the moment.

“Yeah.” His hands tightened their grip on her hips as conflicting desires to chase release or prolong the sensations fought for control.

Sarah beamed and began to rise and fall at a rapidly quickening pace. His words urged her forward, fueling her drive to see him as happy as she could possibly make him. Toned thigh muscles flexed and relaxed in rapid cycles as Sarah found her rhythm. The flawless skin of her breasts rippled hypnotically every time Sarah slammed Spencer’s length fully inside her.

“You are my first and you will be my last commander.” She panted, her fingers made indentations on his chest as they splayed out possessively. “Please, claim me! Mark me as yours!”

Spencer let his head roll back as his body tensed up with the impending release. His hands pulled her hips down hard, everything tightening as he tipped over the edge.

“Sarah!”

He erupted. The heat and intensity seemed to tip the engie over her own peak as Sarah pulled free from Spencer’s grip just to slam herself down as hard as she could. Sarah let out a sinful cry of overwhelming bliss. Her pussy spasmed and Spencer felt fresh warmth gush around his length still buried up to her womb. They remained there, locked in place and hardly breathing as they both simply let their bodies feel. A chime sounded though Spencer barely registered the presence of a text box floating nearby.

Bonding Event successfully passed, Milestone successfully passed, First Time: 

• Ten store credits awarded.

• Team member, Sarah, stats vastly improved.’

Eventually, after they came down from the high of an intense climax, Sarah rolled off of Spencer and cuddled up to his side. Her arms wrapped themselves possessively around his head and waist, holding him against her while she kissed his cheek.

“Mine.” Her whisper was so quiet Spencer wasn’t sure she meant for him to hear her declaration.

Sarah cleared her throat and spoke a bit louder.

“Forgive me for taking you away from your rest, commander.” She caressed his face. “In the future I promise not to keep you up so late.”

Spencer suppressed a giddy laugh at the news that Sarah was already planning on future intimacy. He patted her arm fondly.

“No apologies needed.”

The combined force of her warm embrace, soothing caress, and his growing exhaustion brought sleep to Spencer mercifully quick.