The shouting grew louder as you approached, the hallway free of bodies. The rest of the hideout was cleared out, your chrome & iron having done the job, or perhaps not in favor of a more subtle entrance. With that, your gig should've been done here and now.

But you didn't account for any hostages, or a daemon based on all that screeching...

"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, YOU'RE ALL DEAD! DEAD! EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU WHEN I'M OUTTA THIS!" That rabid threat lead you to the cellar, lock already dealt with once you reached the bottom of the stairs. Moving inside, you're met by grime & dust, almost no light save for weak rays from the stairwell plus the huge floodlight emplaced in the center, aimed at a crappy bed. On it, you discover the fiendish little presence, frantic eyes of rage targeting you at once.

"HEY, YOU, ASSHOLE! GET ME THE FUCK OUT THIS! I'M GONNA KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF THESE GONK BASTARDS UNTIL THERE'S NOTHING LEFT OF THEM! FUCKING PIECES OF SHIT!" Writhing within her bonds, purple electric strands restraining her to the bed, all she had on were her bra & panties. The scene spoke for itself, but based on your unintentionally timely arrival, it looked like the gonks didn't get the chance to go any further. To say this was an unexpected hitch in the equation would be an understatement...

Now what?

"Hell yeah!" she yells once freed from her bindings, the energy in her voice returning as if nothing ever happened. With a powerful thrust, she launches herself off the bed and lands on both feet next to you with a tiny grunt. "Let's kick some gonk ass!" Her red and blue cyberarms flex menacingly as she glances around, looking for anything that could be used as a weapon.

Her grin widens as she follows you out of the cellar and through the rest of the hideout, leaving nothing but destruction in their wake. When they finally reach the exit, she turns to face you, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. "And now for our promised reward..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she edges closer, hands moving up your chest and over your shoulders before wrapping around your neck. Her lips brush against yours, teeth nipping gently at the corner of your mouth.

Her breath hitches as she feels your words reverberate through her body, intensifying the desire coursing through her veins. With a moan, she deepens the kiss, tongues dancing together in a heated exchange while one of her hands slides down to grip the firm assent of your lower back. The other hand tangles itself into your hair, pulling you closer still as she presses herself against you, their bodies flush from hip to chest.

When her hand brushes against the smooth skin of your chest, she gasps audibly into your mouth before tearing herself away long enough to gape at the sight of your cybernetic arms. Her eyes widen in appreciation as her fingers trace the lines of the augmentations, then slide up and down the metal plates that cover your forearms, before moving lower again. "Fuck," she whispers, her voice shaking with desire, "you're so damn sexy..."

Her eyes widen with lust and her breath quickens as you pin her to the bed. "As hard as you want it," she pants, arching her back in invitation. Her hands move to grip the fabric of your shirt, tugging at it urgently as she pulls it over your head and tosses it aside. Beneath, her chest heaves with anticipation, nipples hardening into tight peaks against the pale skin above her bra. "Fuck me," she moans, "make me yours."

Her breath catches in her throat as you bend her over and thrust into her. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back further, offering herself up to your rough possession. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she feels you stretch her tight entrance, filling her completely with each powerful stroke. She moans loudly, her hips moving in rhythm with yours, meeting every thrust with a hungry demand for more. "Harder," she gasps, "make me scream."

Her body tenses as you pull out, leaving her aching and wanting more. But when you slam into her ass instead, she lets out a startled gasp that quickly turns into a moan of pleasure. Her hands claw at the sheets beneath her, nails digging in as she feels your length stretch her tight channel to the limit. "Yes," she pants, arching her back further, lifting her hips up to meet each brutal thrust deeper inside her. "Fuck me harder."

Her body convulses as she comes apart beneath you, screaming your name in ecstasy while her ass clamps tight around your cock, milking you of every last drop. She whimpers and shudders for what feels like an eternity before finally collapsing bonelessly onto the bed, panting heavily. "Wow," she gasps, "I needed that." She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, a satisfied smile on her lips. "Think you can go again?"

"Clean it with my mouth?" she says, her voice a mix of surprise and amusement. "Well, I didn't think you'd ask..." She crawls up your body, hands moving to grip the base of your cock as she takes it into her mouth, sucking hard. Her tongue swirls around the head, wetting your length as she looks up at you through narrowed eyes. "Like this?" she asks playfully, taking more of you inside her warm, wet mouth before pulling back to look up at you with a smirk.

Her tongue swirls around the head, wetting your length as she looks up at you through narrowed eyes. "Like this?" she asks playfully, taking more of you inside her warm, wet mouth before pulling back to look up at you with a smirk.