Three Square Meals Ch. 083

John laughed and said, "I'm not quite as big as that dreadnought."

She grinned at him in return, then moved closer to kiss him. "I trust you. I know you won't hurt me."

He smiled and nodded, while slowly stroking in and out of Alyssa. "The first couple of times you go down on me, my pre-cum will put you in a sort of trance, relaxing you so that I can fill your tummy." He frowned as he added, "Honestly, blowjobs like that aren't much fun. I much prefer an active and enthusiastic participant." He punctuated his comment by thrusting deep into Alyssa and drawing a lusty moan from the impaled girl.

"It sounds like you've got something different in mind?" Jehanna asked him, linking her arms behind his neck as she quivered on Alyssa's expert tongue.

He nodded, staring into her eyes as he said, "I'll get close fucking Alyssa, then I'd like you to finish me off right at the end."

She licked her lips subconsciously. "You want to take that monster cock, covered in your girlfriend's pussy juices and stuff it down my tight little throat?"

"That's right," he said firmly, recognising the blazing spark of lust in her eyes. He grinned as he stroked into Alyssa and added, "Where'd you learn to talk like that?"

"I've been single for months, but getting really horny. I started watching holo-net porn to try and blow off some steam," Jehanna moaned, grinding against Alyssa's mouth. She frowned at him and added indignantly, "You two didn't help! When I realised you were getting a blowjob during our last interview, I thought I was going to go crazy with lust!"

John couldn't help laughing as he shook his head. "It wasn't Alyssa. That was Dana, the redhead." Staring into her eyes, he intensified the pounding the submissive blonde was taking. "Keep going as you were, I like it..."

Jehanna bit her lower lip in excitement, before giving him a frenzied kiss. "This feels so liberating!" she gasped, looking overjoyed. "My last boyfriend was so fucking boring! He thought talking like that made me sound like a whore."

"Any man that let a hot piece of ass like you get away from him is a fucking idiot," John said emphatically, pulling her closer for a fierce kiss.

"So you want me to be your little whore?" Jehanna panted, her chest flushing with her excitement.

He stared into her eyes and declared, "I'm going to make you cum so hard, you'll never even think of looking at another man again."

"Is that before or after you make me suck down your spunk for two weeks?" she gasped in return, letting out a lusty cry as Alyssa worked her to fever pitch.

"Make you? You'll be begging me for it!" John replied boldly, burying himself in Alyssa and rubbing his groin against her clit.

Alyssa shuddered as she climaxed, sucking hard on Jehanna's clit and making her explode too. The caramel-hued seductress clung to him desperately, letting out mewling cries as she gaped at him with eyes wide in wonder.

"I'm getting close," John grunted through gritted teeth. "You're too damn sexy!"

"Do it, make me yours!" she urged him, wriggling backwards and lying down on top of Alyssa. She opened her mouth wide in invitation.

John pulled out of Alyssa on the backstroke, drawing a whimper from the blonde, before guiding his cock between Jehanna's lips. She let out a muffled moan as her mouth was stretched wide to take him and the feel of her tongue gliding over his crown had him feeding her a hefty spurt of pre-cum. Her eyes glazed over almost immediately, her body relaxing as she swallowed it down, preparing her throat to take him. As if moving on autopilot, she inched down his shaft, the angle of her neck perfect to allow him full penetration.

Taking a firm hold of her black-maned head, John stroked deeper, pushing all the way down her lubricated throat until her lips brushed his groin.

*Do it, fill that hot little minx up,* Alyssa urged him. *I want to feel her tummy swelling as you pack her full of sperm!*

John shouted out his release as he came, sending a huge spurt down Jehanna's throat. She suckled on him reflexively, the regular rhythmic action working in time with his flexing cock to milk out every last drop of spunk from his quad. In a surprisingly short time he'd pumped four pints into her stomach, rounding her out with the enormous load. He gingerly eased his sensitive cock from her lips, then sagged backwards and collapsed on the bed.

Jehanna sat upright, with a blissful -if rather dazed- expression on her face, as she reverently cradled her hugely swollen belly. She didn't react when Alyssa carefully levitated her for a moment, allowing the psychic blonde to wriggle free from under that heavy weight.

"I know you don't like seeing girls react like this," Alyssa murmured, snuggling up beside Jehanna and wrapping her arms around her. "But they're just so docile and compliant. It makes me feel really protective, like I just want to look after them and keep them safe."

John roused himself from his post-orgasmic high and crawled over to help lay Jehanna back on the bed. He spooned up behind her as Alyssa hugged her from the front, the blonde drawing up the covers with a telekinetic flick of her fingers.

Now that they were resting quietly together, John kissed Jehanna on the shoulder while staring into Alyssa's piercing blue eyes. "You know why I find it unsettling to see her like this. It just reminds me of all the control and domination issues that I've been fighting to suppress for months. I'm trying hard to be better than that, but there's some things I just can't change."

"Consent definitely isn't an issue with Jehanna; she's really fallen for you," Alyssa said quietly, smiling as she glanced at the sleeping girl between them. "She dumped her boyfriend after your interview at the last Award Ceremony."

"I had no idea," John murmured, stroking his fingers down her soft caramel-coloured arm. He let his hand drop lower until he was gently caressing her curved midriff.

Alyssa joined him in caressing Jehanna's swollen belly. "That's a good look for her."

"I know, it suits her," John agreed, hugging the sleeping girl with a satiated smile. "She did a great job of convincing me that she'll be lots of fun to have around, but she's a high-profile girl. Jehanna won't be like the other girls we've recruited."

"You're right, I think we should handle this quite differently," Alyssa readily agreed. "Besides, you've got quite a queue lined up already: Tashana for the next week or so, then Sparks for a couple after that... I think you should concentrate on Jade, too, but we can talk about that another time."

John looked intrigued, but he could tell by Alyssa's teasing smile that she wasn't going to be drawn out on that one, at least not yet. "Alright, keep your secrets," he said with a laugh, then glanced down at Jehanna. "Thank you for arranging this with her. It felt... liberating to just have some fun, without worrying if I was doing or saying the wrong thing."

"Tashana?" Alyssa asked rhetorically. "Yeah, her situation is really tricky. You've been wonderful with her though, I've been really proud of you."

"She's a sweet girl. I hate how much she's suffered," John said, his expression grim.

Alyssa nodded then glanced down at the raven-haired girl between them, reaching out to brush a lock of black hair from her face. "I asked Jehanna about any existing medical conditions so that you could cure them."

"That was thoughtful, thank you." He paused for a moment and sounding confident, he continued, "It's okay though, I've got a clear picture of everything that needs healing. She had appendicitis when she was a lot younger and had her appendix removed. Her vision is a little long-sighted, so she's wearing contacts. Finally, she's slightly anaemic, but that's a symptom of her Crohn's disease. I'm working to cure all of that right now."

The blonde looked shocked by his detailed reply. "She didn't know about the Crohn's! But more importantly, why couldn't I hear you thinking about fixing everything?!"

"I was just healing her by instinct," he replied, with a bemused shrug. "I only checked the specifics when you mentioned them."

Alyssa nodded thoughtfully then laughed.

"What?" John asked, a curious smile on his face.

Leaning in to give Jehanna an affectionate kiss, she replied, "I wonder what it is that makes beautiful reporters fall for superhumans?"

John smiled at her and they cuddled the raven-haired girl until they fell asleep, both looking forward to speaking to her again when she awoke. They just had to wait for fourteen hours...

***

Raijin slipped silently through the packed nightclub, not worrying about the occasional accidental contact in the moodily lit chill-out areas. The dance floor was far more frenetic, but he had no intention of venturing out there. It only took a minute for him to find the steps leading up to the first of the VIP areas, where he knew his quarry might be waiting. A pair of hapless bouncers proved woefully inadequate at preventing entry for an infiltrator of his calibre, especially as he was completely cloaked from sight. He slipped past them with ease, then padded up the steps.

He was equipped with a cybernetic status link that connected him to the rest of his team, letting him know their exact positions relative to himself. Nodding with satisfaction, he watched as they made equally fast progress up the tower, the assassins fanning out to scour each floor. Hachiman had decided to forego the crowds and simply scaled the wall, travelling directly upwards to the highest level in the fastest way possible.

Raijin sidestepped a man in a suit coming down the steps from the mezzanine layer above the main dance floor, then leapt up onto a table to avoid a rowdy crowd crossing the area as a group. Standing on the table while balanced on one foot, his eyes swept across the room to check for his target. Sophisticated facial recognition software ran against each of the inebriated clubbers' faces, searching for a match, but his sweep proved fruitless. A quick glance revealed his next point of egress and he hopped off the table to land lightly on his feet, before prowling over to a broad spiral staircase leading up to the next floor.

There were more bouncers here guarding the more exclusive areas, the 'Important' classification for the VIP sections obviously having several degrees of hierarchy. Raijin swept past the two burly men, who were preoccupied with barring a trio of revellers, the group lacking the correct passes for the restricted levels above. He darted up the spiral stairs, making it more than half-way to the floor above before he froze, spotting a forest of lithe legs coming down from the upper level. A group of eight young women in scandalously revealing clothing were giggling and chattering together, taking up the entire breadth of the staircase as they descended.

Reacting quickly, he vaulted over the handrail, then clung on to the side to avoid falling to the floor below. One of the girls stumbled and he heard her curse as the heel on her shoe broke. Her friends gathered around to sympathise and offer solutions, leaving Raijin to grind his teeth together in irritation as the minutes ticked by. With the angle he was at, there was no way for him to make further progress up the staircase from outside the rail, so he had to wait patiently before one of the girls declared they should all go barefoot in a display of sisterhood.

"Raijin, I believe I've found them," Hachiman announced, his voice tinged with eagerness. "I overheard waiters talking on the upper level; the Lionesses are in the corner booth."

"Excellent," Raijin whispered into the comlink. "Ascertain if they have a dedicated waiter for that booth, I will be there momentarily."

The scantily-clad women continued on their painstaking journey to the dance floor, allowing Raijin to flip back up to the railing and drop back onto the steps. Seeing that the rest of the way was currently unobstructed, he sprinted all the way up the remainder of the staircase to avoid being caught in such a compromising position again.

This level mainly consisted of a long sweeping bar that was crowded by the richer and more influential in society. Fame and celebrity meant nothing to Raijin and he completely ignored these people who were irrelevant to his mission. He spotted a final staircase leading up to the top level, where private booths looked down on the dance floor below. Allowing himself a brief smile now that he knew he was so close to his target, he darted nimbly across the floor, before springing over the next set of bouncers and landing cat-like on the staircase. Barely needing to pause to continue his run, he sprinted up the last of the steps to the top level of the club.

"Come to me, Raijin," Hachiman called out to him over the comlink. "They have placed another order; if you are swift, you can act in time. Take the fourth door on your right."

Raijin's status link indicated that Hachiman was directly ahead of him and he rushed down the corridor. A waiter walked out into the corridor from one of the booths, temporarily blocking his path, but Raijin easily slipped past him and continued down the corridor. He reached the door that Hachiman had described, then glanced back at the waiter who was slowly walking towards him. Stepping away from the door, he reached inside his nanoweave bodysuit and found the explosive. Raijin slipped it into his palm, gliding his thumb in a circle over the three-inch disc as he did so, activating the device and bringing up the timer and micro-cams in his HUD view.

The waiter he'd passed finally reached the door, so Raijin acted like the man's shadow, nipping into the room before the door closed behind him.

"Transmitting data on the target," Hachiman informed him curtly.

Several images flashed up on Raijin's HUD, showing a dark-haired, high-cheekboned man from various angles. It only took a few seconds for him to spot his target, who was laughing and joking with another waiter and a woman mixing up their drinks.

"-old enough to be their grandfathers," the second waiter said, shaking his head in disapproval as he moved fresh drinks onto his floating tray. "I don't know how those girls do it..."

"They're just working for the rich and famous, same as us," the woman behind the bar said with a grin. "Those girls just do it on their backs and by spreading their legs!"

Raijin's target laughed as he spun his tray in his hand. "Man, I've got to be famous one day! Then I can get girls that hot working for me!"

The bartender gave him a sympathetic smile. "By serving drinks? You'll be rich and famous in no time..."

The waiter activated the anti-grav tray so that he could hold up both hands in the air. "Hey, a guy can dream, can't he?"

Seizing his opportunity, Raijin leapt forward while the waiter was distracted and attached the device to the bottom of the tray. He ducked backwards as he checked his HUD, making sure that the cam-feeds had activated. Nodding with satisfaction, he crept back to the door and waited for an opportunity to leave.

"Keep dreaming, Janos," the other waiter said with a grin, patting his co-worker on the shoulder as he turned to leave, his own tray now filled with drinks.

The waiter strolled out of the room, holding the door open for the floating tray to follow after him, inadvertently allowing Raijin to also sneak through completely unnoticed.

***

Rachel activated the sound-dampening system in the booth and partially muted the deafening dance music to a volume they could talk over. "Are you girls hungry?" she asked her friends.

"Sure, I could eat!" Sakura said with a smile, taking a long sip from her tall glass and finishing the last of the pink liquid.

Calara nodded, a wide smile on her face. "Definitely! All this dancing's given me an appetite."

Dana giggled as she put her arms around the Latina, stroking her slim stomach. "Sharing John's loads isn't quite as filling as it used to be, not with eight of us now! Remember when it was just you, me, and Alyssa? I reckon we could've lived purely on a hundred-percent spunk diet!"

Rolling her eyes, Rachel groaned. "You're absolutely insatiable!"

The redhead winked at her in return. "We all are, I'm just more honest about it!"

Rachel grinned as she glanced at the Maliri sisters currently dancing with Jade. "There's two of us who certainly don't hide how much they love it!"

Tashana and Irillith strolled over to join them, a happy Nymph in tow. "Are you girls making fun of us?" Irillith asked and they could all hear the playful lilt to her voice.

"Only because we think you're awesome," Dana replied, moving over to embrace the Maliri girls.

"I like you when you're inebriated. You're much more tactile than usual," Tashana said, turning slightly so she could put her arm around the redhead.

Dana shrugged with a dopey grin on her face. "When I get drunk, I'm a hugger!"

"Are you sure you two don't want a drink or something to eat?" Calara asked the twins with concern.

The sisters both shook their heads. "I'm fine with the hydration system in the helmet," Irillith replied.

Tashana nodded, then tilted her head to one side as she mused, "Although I'm definitely in agreement with Dana. I certainly wouldn't say no to being on my knees right now for a delicious nightcap."

Dana cheered in delight. "Now you're my favourite twin!"

"Stop, Tashana! You'll encourage her," Rachel protested, while smiling fondly at her girlfriend. Turning to Jade she added, "How about you, sexy? Want another drink?"

"Yes, please. Then it's time for more dance lessons!" Jade declared, giving the tawny-haired girl a come-hither gesture with her finger.

Nodding enthusiastically, Dana blurted out, "You can't turn down that offer, babes! Jade will make you much better at fucking! Isn't that right, Calara?"

The Latina clasped her hands together over her head and began to writhe in time to the music, her hips undulating in an extremely seductive manner. She gave Rachel a sultry glance and purred, "It's an opportunity not to be missed. John will heartily approve."

Rachel's grey eyes glinted with excitement as she rose to her feet. "I'll take you up on that offer when I get back from the bathroom!"

"I'll order the food," Sakura offered, sliding over the seat to the comm interface.

"Thanks! More drinks are already on the way," Rachel replied, as she glided over to the door.

Calara fell into step beside her. "I'll join you. I might have had one too many of those Saturn Scramblers!"

"Wait for me, babes!" Dana said with a smile, bounding over to join them -- an impressive feat in her four-inch heels.

Jade took the Maliri girls' hand's and walked backwards towards the dance floor. "Let me show you a few more moves before Rachel returns," she offered, giving them both an eager smile.

Irillith and Tashana laughed as they let themselves be led by the enthusiastic Nymph.

Rachel opened the door just as the waiter arrived, a fresh tray laden with all sorts of colourful cocktails floating beside him. "Fantastic, thank you, Janos!" she said gratefully. "Can you just leave the tray right here, please? We'll be back for our drinks in a minute."

"Of course, Rachel," the dark-haired man replied, giving her a flirtatious smile before she stepped into the corridor.

"Sorry buddy, she's already taken!" Dana said with a consolatory grin, clapping him on the shoulder as she walked past. "She's my hot piece of ass!"

"Dana!" Rachel protested half-heartedly, shaking her head as she laughed with Calara.

***

In high orbit above Terra, a small black shuttle crept slowly towards the glossy white battlecruiser, keeping all systems to minimal power to avoid detection. There were sophisticated suites built into the vessel, designed to conceal and scatter energy signatures, thus making it effectively invisible to sensors. This ship was larger than the one used by Shinatobe, designed to insert a small team rather than a single operative.