Noctis's Two Missions
A sequel to the story "Blade's Breeding Program" found here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1239800
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Noctis's Two Missions
For Bloodgod245
By Draconicon
Being a Captain within the House of Blades was an honor, and a great one. Noctis didn't remember much from her previous days, before she had joined the house of the Fallen, but she knew that she had a lot of work ahead of her to make up for the dishonor that had brought her into the house in the first place. It had been her duty to breed and fill the house with more of the soldiers again, and she had done that. She had filled the place until it swarmed with new recruits, and now, the House of Blades stood among the Fallen as one of the strongest.
Now, as Captain, she worked as a raider and a fighter, increasing the stores of the House and ensuring that the ether that was the lifeblood of them all kept flowing. The one thing that a Fallen could never be without was the one thing that she was responsible for.
And now...
She pulled at her weapon, a blade in one of her four arms, a dagger in another, and a rifle in the last pair. She was ready to take down those that had thought they could steal from her and her people. The chapterhouse ahead held a store of ether that had been taken en route to the House of Blades. Other Fallen guarded it, possibly using it to prolong their own lives.
It was their death sentence.
Nodding to the other members of the House of Blades around her, she leaped forward and charged. The guards at the front door were quick to fall, one shot by her and another by a subordinate. Her men ran for the sides, going for the walls and climbing up, while she and two others went for the front door. She kicked it in, letting loose with a hail of bullets down the hallway before following it up with a bellowing charge.
Her attack was flawless. Those Fallen that were posted as guards weren't ready for a full-force attack like this, and those off-duty and resting weren't ready to be attacked through the windows of the building, broken up by the blades of those of another House. Noctis pushed the attack, shoving those that resisted further into the complex.
It didn't take long before they were pushed to the barracks. Noctis had planned it specifically for that, with the idea that she could pen them in rather than having to kill all of them. With her men pushing from one side and her from another, they were able to keep the other House well away from the storage rooms, keeping them from blowing the prize to keep them from taking it.
When her tech specialist was able to lock the barracks down, sealing the surviving five fighters inside, Noctis finally lowered her weapons. She nodded in congratulations to the other members of her team, and sent three of them off to secure the storage room. The others she sent outside, just in case a patrol was coming back. They hadn't made a head-count yet, and there might still be some members of the chapterhouse unaccounted for.
She sat down by the screens, resting her head on one pair of hands while typing with the other. It was like looking through the past, in a way, a faded memory in the back of her head about staring at other people through a screen like this. Just...not other soldiers. Something...
It faded, not that it mattered much. But Noctis could feel something different this time. The four-armed soldier stared at the officer that seemed to be in charge, taking in the Eliksni's body as it moved. She could see the power in his movements, command in his gestures. There was definite potential there. Not as strong as hers, but stronger than most of the Fallen when it came down to it.
He might be...breeding material.
She hadn't thought that in a while. She had bred again and again for the House of Blades, and every time, she had given birth to young that were more than capable of fulfilling the legacy of the warrior house. Now, though...
The other partners she'd had were decent, but they weren't the perfection in form that this male came close to. He could give her the genes to make a successful batch of soldiers that were stronger, faster, better than some of the compatriots that they had. She could get a lot out of him...if he was tied down first, and if she had time. Noctis wanted it, but she had a duty to the House of Blades, and she wouldn't forget it.
She turned her communicator to the channel she'd given the outside force, and chatted with them a bit. After setting up a proper guard and ensuring that no sign of other forces had been seen yet, she called one back inside.
Let's see what he has to offer.
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It didn't take long to break down the barracks again, and this time, the soldiers on the other end weren't ready for it in the slightest. Her men knocked them down with a quick assault, and only the officer lasted more than a few seconds. He fought, struggled with one of her men and almost got his weapon to bear before being struck from behind. Noctis was impressed, to put it mildly. She nodded her approval, making a mental mark of it before stepping into the room.
The other soldiers were killed, but the officer was left alive. He glared up at her through his helmet, and he muttered under his breath. She still caught the words, though.
"Bitch...Who does she think she is..."
"Noctis, Captain Eminent of the House of Blades."
He seemed to blink behind his helmet, but didn't say anything else. She gestured for the soldiers to leave them, and threw a knife down on the ground. He looked at it, and then looked at her.
"A chance for you. Your choice whether to take it."
He did. Just as she hoped he would, he lunged for it, and they danced. Knives changed hands again and again, dancing from one limb to another so that the other couldn't know just when it would strike or when it would keep dancing. They floated around the room in quick jumps and leaps, each one waiting for the other to make a mistake.
Eventually, he did. Noctis pretended to drop her knife, and he lunged. She caught her knife in a lower hand, used two limbs to trap his knife, and then spun around him, putting her blade into his neck. Not enough to break armor or skin, but enough to keep him still.
"You lost."
"I did."
"And now, you're mine."
She shoved him down, using the blankets to pull his arms above his head and tie him to one of the beds. It didn't take long, leaving him pinned down and only able to use his legs. Once she pinned him down by straddling them, he couldn't even use that.
It was simple to pull his armor off of him, particularly in the crotch. Noctis didn't take the helmet off; no need to remove his ether there. But here...
She smiled as she pulled out his shaft, long and thick, heavier than some of the other ones that she'd had inside of her. It wasn't the biggest, but it was definitely the most...hefty. She smiled, smacking the shaft against one of her palms as she started stroking it. She didn't say anything; she didn't need to. He knew his purpose by now, she was sure.
Her weight was sufficient to keep him pinned as she worked the special panel built into her armor down there. A few little flips and tweaks pulled it open, revealing her sex. The other Eliksni looked up at her with a gasp, but she didn't waste time. As soon as she was exposed and he was hard - which happened nearly simultaneously - she pulled herself forward and slid down onto his cock. He groaned under her, grunting as his cock was swallowed up into her body, and she moaned into her helmet at the feeling of something so filling.
It had been too long since she'd been properly bred. Months, now, which was too much for her body. Feeling a cock inside, sensing the source of life-giving seed for her children, her body went into overdrive, starting to lift and fall with abandon on the shaft below it. Each impact made the bed beneath them squeak, and then crack as she started riding harder, her four arms stabilizing her on his chest and along her legs.
"Yes...yes...you are a good...piece of breeding stock."
"Bitch...may it poison you..."
"Say that to...someone riding your cock...every day?"
She panted as she started really flexing her inner muscles. It squeezed him, teased him, and he quickly went quiet. She could tell by the way that he arched his back that he was loving it more than he'd admit, but more than that, she could tell that he was stifling his moans. He didn't want to betray his house by admitting he'd been bested by another.
Not that there was any point of trying to hold out now, but it was amusing, to say the least.
Grinning, Noctis leaned forward, starting to really slam her ass down against his cock, feeling it throbbing inside of her, feeling it tickling an itch that she had almost forgotten about after the months of breeding had stopped. She could feel him oozing inside of her, possibly enough to get her pregnant, but not enough to be sure. She needed him to blow as huge a load as possible, enough to make her swell with his seed. Then, and only then, would she be sure that she had enough.
Up and down, up and down, always feeling him throb, making sure to slam down hard enough that he felt her armor slamming into flesh. It was punishment for him as much as it was pleasure for her, but she knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He was already drooling, already panting for her. He was going to cum...soon.
He was pulsing in her, throbbing and twitching. The Eliksni female leaned forward, grunting in his ear.
"Cum for your enemy, officer...cum and breed more children for me."
He tried to hold back, she could tell, but it was a losing fight. She clenched around him, felt him throb, felt him tense in her pussy, and then it was too much. He gave in, filling her. The warmth spread around her insides, and just as before, the filling rewarded her with an orgasm of her own. Her metal-gauntleted fingers clenched hard, drawing scratches and ruining the armor of the male beneath her.
Cumming, cumming, cumming. She almost squeezed out his seed before she stopped herself, panting as she slowly dismounted his cock. The armor plate went back where it belonged, and she smiled at him...and slowly pulled out her gun.
After all, her children already had a dozen fathers back at the House of Blades. Leaving him here, now that he'd done his duty, was just impractical.
BANG!
The End