Spoiler: Combat Psionics Roll D100: 60+15 (Order of Sorcerers)=75 (Pass) The freighter lifts up once more into the sky, thrusters burning as they propel the ship through the air. Vizelle feels herself being tossed about once, and twice, as lightning bolts strike the barrier, but her power, supported by her subordinates, keeps the strange electricity from damaging the engines. As they soar high in the air, the strikes lessen in intensity, and when the freighter passes over the ocean, they stop entirely. Clearly, whoever is attacking them is hamstrung by their desire to keep the freighter's occupants alive, and therefore can't allow them to plummet to their deaths in the jungle, or drown in the sea. As a ship meant to fly through the vacuum of space, the freighter is fast by terrestrial standards, and it's not long before the sea out the window turns to green plains and farmland, supplemented here and there by rural towns and small cities. Finally, Vizelle sees their destination, a circular city, with a large spire in the center. "I'm, uh, gonna guess that that's where we want to start looking?" Jaya looks to Vizelle. Mary nods. "That would be logical."
"Wonderful. Good work everyone." Vizelle grins as they managed to weather the storm, "And yes, that would be the most obvious destination. Try and land the ship as close as possible." She grins, not letting up on the barrier until they finally land.
On her way out, the priestess is stopped in the hallway by a man in elaborate military guard, his sword unsheathed. "Yannika?" His face, drawn into a suspicious frown, relaxes, and moves to somewhere between a look of bemusement, and a shit eating grin. "I... Yannika..." Finally, the penny drops, and Yannika realises who the man is. Time has changed Tymothy, her father's first born. His boyish good looks have been replaced by wrinkles, and his playboy-esque expression has settled into something more dour and serious, but when her brother sees her, she gets a glimpse of the boy he was. "Sis..." He tries to sheathe the sword, misses the sheath, and simply drops the blade, as he rushes forward to engulf her in a massive bear hug. "It's so good to see you!" He squeezes tight enough for her to fear that her bones are about to shatter.
She looks down at his cock and grins. "I'd be offended if you didn't." She touches his chest, ostensibly to clean it, but isn't doing a great job of it.
There's a large courtyard garden at the front of the huge structure. Coming down, the ship crushes many elaborate flowers, but isn't damaged or interfered with in any way.
'You're not going to turn around?' Xavier looked down at Reyna's breasts, 'Not that I mind.' He lathered up his hands with soap and reached around her to rub her back, causing her to come into a tighter hug. Roaming his hands over her sculpted back, he found her bunny tail and paid special attention to it.
"Alright then, let us go see what we're dealing with." Vizelle grins, undoing the barrier, and heading out first. She uses her psionic radar to check for signs of life, or movement.
"Mmmh..." She presses herself against him, breathing into his ear as he touches her tail. "Careful, sir... If you touch me there, I won't be responsible for what happens afterwards." Her hand slides down his chest, then his stomach, rapidly approaching his cock.
Stepping down the ramp, she feels no signs of life in the immediate area, but she feels a great deal of movement, coming from one of the building's ground entrances.
'Oh, really?' Xavier chuckled, lathering up Reyna's tail, 'I'm just trying to be as thorough as you were with me.'
She moans again, body twitching a little bit. "Alright, then, you asked for it." She leans in to kiss him, her mouth pressing hungrily against his, as she presses him back against the shower wall. Her hands move down, taking hold of his cock and beginning to squeeze it in just the right way, every finger touching just the right spot to get him rock hard.
"Tym..." she uttered in disbelief before she was swallowed by the most massive hug of her life. "By the Gods Tymothy!" Yannika wept and wrapped her arms around her 'big brother'. For the second time in less than an hour she was overcome with emotion and the two stood in the hall for a long time just hugging one another. Yannika cried in joy and relief. As much as she hated her father she loved her brother. Losing him when she was condemned to the Church had been a blow she'd never really recovered from. To finally be back with him now brought forth emotions she couldn't contain. There were a million things she'd wanted to tell him over the years, so many things she needed him to listen to her about. So now, finally given the chance to say something to him, the first thing that passed her lips was "I hate your mustache."
It only took a second or two for Reyna to get Xavier's massive cock hard as diamond. The admiral returned her heated kiss, moaning into her mouth as she stroked him and pressed herself against him. He grabbed two-handfuls of her bum, rubbing and squeezing it. He certainly hadn't been expecting to get intimate in the showers, but he was enjoying what was happening. Breaking their kiss, Xavier smiled, 'I heard your species tends to mate many times after another over hours, is that true?'
There's dead silence for a few moments, before Tymothy begins to belly laugh, each heave of his chest pressing against her. Finally, wiping away a tear, he releases her. "I'll shave it off immediately, then." He can't help but smile at the sight of her. "I'd never imagined... Gods, Yannika... I can't believe you're back! Are you going to be here long? Wait, no, let's head to my room, to talk in private." Excitedly, Tym leads her through the halls of the manse, stopping in front of one of the doors. Yannika notes, to her surprise, that Tymothy is staying in one of the guest rooms, not in the grand chamber that was his by right of being heir, back when she lived here. The door opens, and he hurries Yannika inside. "Finally, you're back, I've been so- honey, who is this?" A female voice states, and Yannika sees a dark haired woman clad in red lingerie, sitting on the bed, giving Yannika a bemused look. Tymothy smiles at the two women. "Ah, sorry, in all the excitement, I forgot to mention. My love, this is my sister, Yannika. Yannika, this is my wife, Velve." Velve stands, nodding to Yannika. "Ah, I've heard a lot about you. My husband's father hates you, so we have something in common. Apologies for my clothing, I wasn't expecting a guest."
Reyna groans, kissing his neck, as she continues to rub his cock. "When we find someone worth mating with." She chuckles, before turning around. She presses her backside against him, and he feels his cock being squeezed in between the cheeks of her ass.
“Ooohhh, yes, that's t! Good girl! Keep going, Bec!” Eanne moaned in approval as her bodyguard got to work. The redhead was clearly skilled and was hitting just the right spots, getting the blonde hornier by the second. “Ooohhh...” The noblewoman began moving, trying to ride Bec's tongue like a dildo. Her arousal was growing rapidly and it would not be long before she came all over the redhead's face.
"A deal?" Elena sneered as she grabbed the woman by the throat. "You have nothing, traitor." She let go and moved around the woman. "You have two choices." She said as she ripped off her panties. Her fingers slid into her pussy and started drilling it. As the woman was panting from pleasure, Elena started dropping her tit. "You can either open your mind and drop your defences and show me everything... or I can give you to my interrogators. And they like to be brutal." Just to be safe, Elena had two of her order's psychics as a backup. She continued pleasuring the woman for a few more moments. When it looked like the confessor was moaning with her first climax, Elena nodded to her subordinates. "Time's up." And with their aid, she went into the traitor's mind, trying to extract everything she could.
The entrance opens up, and Vizelle sees row after row of combat mechs marching out, stun weaponry in their hands.
With his cock wedged between Reyna's cheeks, Xavier ran his hands along her sides and up her muscled belly, before he grabbed Reyna's juicy breasts in his palms, nuzzling his face in her neck and to her fluffy ears. He played with them, brushing his fingers over her nipples and squeezing them, he chuckled, 'Do you find me worthy then?'
