HALF-BREED: CH. 8 - "PLEASURE"

WARNING: CONTAINS ADULT-CONTENT

Summary: Autumn sees another side of the Commander but it turns out to be an illusion.

The stiffness in her limbs began to subside as more of the warm air came into contact with her naked flesh. She was still a little disoriented.

“C-C-Commander?”

“Yes, my dear. It is me. Do not try to make any sudden movements. Your body is still in the process of warming up.” He took a step forward and delicately took her hand into his. “Allow me to help you out of there.”

He pressed his body against hers, guiding her arm around his waist. “Here, lean into me so you do not fall. You are still a little unsteady but that will soon pass.”

She allowed him to hold her up as she began to take in the familiar surroundings.

“Thank you, Sir,” she said, her voice still a whisper.

“The pleasure is mine,” he answered with just a faint hint of rancor in his tone. Autumn was still too dazed to notice he was acting eerily strange.

“W-Where are we going?” she queried.

“We are taking a little walk around the hive,” he replied. “You need to get a little exercise right now. You've been in deep freeze for two days.”

“How did I get here? Where are we?”

“You don't remember?” She shook her head. “You became gravely ill after consuming too much food so I had to put you into the rejuvenation pod so you could get your strength back.” He stopped, paused and looked down at her. “Autumn, you almost died.”

“Oh....then you...saved me.”

“Yes, I did.” And with that one simple statement, he was suddenly her hero. Yes, he thought to himself, Phase One of his diabolical plan complete.

As they continued to walk, Autumn began to realize that she was walking around in the nude.

“Sir...I mean...Commander?”

“Yes, Autumn?”

“Um...I feel a little...exposed.”

“Right, of course,” he replied. “Let's find you something to wear then.” He took her to the same supply closet that he made her change in on the first day of her captivity, and picked out a plain white tunic dress for her. “Here, let me assist you. Can you hold your arms up?”

“Yes, I think so,” she said, slowly raising her arms. He gingerly guided her arms through the sleeves and pulled it down over her head. As he was doing so, that intoxicating scent in her hair he loved so much started to overstimulate his acute olfactory senses. It was turning him on so he began to fiddle with the dress just so he could touch her, not that he cared what she thought about it, he just didn't want her to feel too overwhelmed right now. To his surprise, she looked up at him and put her hand on his cheek.

“You look like an angel,” she said sheepishly.

He did not like anyone touching his face, least of all some difficult female with inferior human DNA, but he was so titillated by the mere scent of her – her hair, her skin, her...feeding spot – that he put his own hand down on top of hers. Her skin was warm again and it felt good against the coolness of his own. This was not part of his original plan but she was finally being compliant. He was still going through with Phase Two of his “re-birthing” plan but he still had...needs.

So he took his other hand and started stroking her hair, softly pulling it between his fingers, pulling it outward, gently tugging on it. She maneuvered the fingers of her hand on his cheek through his and slowly pulled his hand to her mouth, then began to suck on his fingers while still looking up at him. He could feel the heat rising inside of him...and he wanted to be inside HER. It wasn't on his agenda but it suddenly occurred to him that he could use this moment to his advantage – to lull her into a false sense of security. What a genius idea! Why hadn't he thought of it before? He would be gentle with her this time. But first he needed to know what she was REALLY thinking.

He reached into her mind and kept hearing two words: Beautiful. Savior. That was all he needed to know. She was practically giving him her permission to seduce her. So he pulled his hand away from her mouth, then pulled her head up to his and put his lips on hers. They were soft and still moist with saliva from licking his fingers.

She wasn't sure what to do so she reached up with both of her hands and put them on his shoulders, stood on her tip-toes and leaned into his kiss. He could feel the passion burning inside of her and reached into her mind again, instructing her with one word from his: KNEEL.

So she dropped to her knees in front of him.

Now worship me.

Autumn could see that what was between his legs was straining against the fabric of his trousers so she ran her hands up and over it, languidly unzipping them and pulling them down, exposing what was underneath. She'd forgotten how big it was, so with some trepidation she leaned forward and started stroking it, running her tongue up and down the shaft. He pulled her head forward, trying to nudge it into her mouth even though he knew she was going to need A LOT of practice before she could REALLY handle it, so he didn't try to force it in too far. Her fingers and tongue still felt pretty damn good, however, and he closed his eyes, enjoying the bliss for a little while until he felt like he was going to explode.

He pulled her by the hair – gently so as to not scare her although he knew she was afraid by default – until she was standing again. Then he put his lips to hers and began kissing her very aggressively and she responded likewise. As he kissed her, he started to nudge her towards the wall behind her and she seemed to understand what he wanted so she followed his body language until he had her pinned up against the wall.

Then he pulled the dress up, put his hands on her exposed hips, lifted her off her feet and thrust himself up inside her. She was so wet with excitement that it didn't take too much effort on his part to slide right in. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled the dress over her head and let it fall to the floor, then put her arms around his neck for support. The sight of her topless form only accelerated the pace of his movement and he plunged himself into her even deeper. The harder and faster he went, the wetter she got until she was screaming with painful pleasure. Her screams were like music to his ears and then he emptied himself inside her. When he released his fluids, she noticed that it wasn't nearly as painful as the first time he was inside her, violating her. This time was different.

Because you wanted it, she heard his voice in her head.

She wasn't really sure what that meant, or if it would feel this good again, but it didn't matter. In the heat of the moment, she felt the most intense pleasure, like nothing she'd experienced before. Not even with Erik. He felt her pelvic muscles gripping him, contracting and expanding, for several blissful minutes. When the contractions stopped, he slowly pulled himself out, careful not to let her fall.

He pulled his pants back on and as she bent down to pick the dress up off the floor, he lightly tapped her hand with his foot. She looked up at him, puzzled. He just smiled.

“You won't be needing that anymore,” he said with a sadistic smile.

She was still feeling high from the endorphin rush and her guard was down.

“Oh, where are we going, Sir?”

“You'll see,” he replied with that creepy demonic look on his face that she had all but forgotten about in the heat of the long moment.

Whatever pleasure he'd given her was about to turn painful again.

Disclaimer:  The Wraith & Stargate Atlantis are owned by MGM.  Autumn Noxx is an original character.