Pixie Hazard by Archibald Bradford (top young adult novels .txt) 📕

“But before I do. Maybe lose some buttons? I’m feeling a little lonely over here.”

She raised one eyebrow beseechingly and took a step back to give him a bit of space.

The thought of the war goddess before him seeing his pale and weak chest was worrisome, but the opportunity to see her breasts in all their glory was enough that he only waffled for a moment before quickly pulling his arms out of his coveralls and tearing the undershirt over his head.

Stifling a laugh at his eagerness, she caught his hands with hers when he moved to hide the tent in his pants again.

“Don’t, please. When you see my breasts for the first time I want to be able to see how much you like them.”

He squirmed a bit, but eventually settled his arms uncomfortably against his sides, his fingers playing off of his thumbs nervously.

She backed off and made sure that he saw her look down at his crotch yet again, this time her eyes lingered and he panted slightly from her shameless ogling.

“Good boy. Now for your reward.”

She reached both arms behind her back.

The faint click of Maria Gustav’s bra coming undone would be a memory Bryan Everson cherished for the rest of his life.

Her right hand held the cups of her bra to her breasts, while her left brought the loose strap over her shoulder, then her hands traded places and she repeated the process for the opposite shoulder.

“Here they are baby, I hope you like them.”

She pulled the cups away and tossed the garment aside.

He frigging loved them.

They were large and firm, with perky light brown nipples that pointed directly at him.

But it wasn’t her nipples that caught his attention at first; one of her more prominent scars was on the side of her right breast and carried up underneath her armpit.

She caught his gaze.

“Ah right, mortar round.” With her left hand on her nipple she shifted her tit to one side so he could get a better look; “Maybe you’ll earn the story someday, but let’s stay on task eh?”

He swallowed, noticing several more scars that he had missed before on her upper chest and shoulders, though none were as visible as the one on her breast.

He found that they did nothing to mar the beauty of her exposed flesh, rather serving to accentuate her strength and power.

“I take it you like what you see?” She whispered as his eyes moved back and forth between the naked mounds.

His head jerked down once unsteadily and his already red face got redder at the inadvertent admission.

“I’m glad, later on you can play with them. But right now I’m running short on time. So I’ll get right to the point. Have you ever masturbated before Bryan?”

She leaned her head down closer to his and pulled her long blonde hair to one side of her face, forming an intimate curtain that framed the glorious view of her breasts on one side while she waited on his reply.

He didn’t answer right away, or rather couldn’t, and her voice was breathy and warm when she prompted him to.

“It’s okay, you can tell me. I promise I won’t laugh or get mad or anything.”

The beleaguered teen actually had a few stressful tears going down his face as she stood topless and leaning over him, the mounting sexual tension coming to a head.

He gave a guilty nod.

By then he would have confessed to anything she accused him of, whether he did it or not, what with her breasts barely a foot from his nose and his dick straining to escape the bunched up coveralls at his waist.

She trailed her fingers over his cheek, wiping away a few of his tears before her palm fell lower to rest on his naked chest, being very careful of his numerous bruises.

Her cheek twitched as she saw the evidence of the Junkers’ abuse, but she didn’t say anything, because it was time for the main-course.

Or at the very least a proper side-dish.

“Okay Bryan.” She spoke in her most gentle, soothing voice, knowing he was on the razor’s edge; “Here’s what’s going to happen next. You’re going to stand right here, because I can tell you are having a really hard time. So all you have to do is just stand right here, can you do that for me baby?”

“Y-yeah, yes.” He stammered helplessly.

Her smile was figuratively breathtaking at his answer.

But what she said next literally took his breath away.

“Do you know what a blowjob is?”

Chapter 17:Little Black Box

After Maria had dragged her victim off to her bunk, and after Bunny had finished playing suck-suck with Kyle, Donnie and the mechanic suited up to get back to work; the pair of them going over to the transport to see about breaking into the mystery safe.

It took no time at all to actually get the safe out of the wall, the long part had been scanning it with a mobile ETD unit to make sure its contents weren’t made of acid and bees.

Or explosives, whichever.

Until it finished no way would Donnie allow the safe aboard the Pixie.

It was the sort of thing that Eniella should have done, but since the Explosive Trace Detector was doing all of the heavy lifting it really didn’t matter who switched it on and the inventory of their munitions was the last item on Donnie’s checklist for a supply order she was trying to make.

And no fucking way was the captain going to be the one counting bullets.

Fortunately after their talk the other day regarding her fucking his wife there was no awkwardness between Donnie and Kyle and they were able to pass the time in companionable silence, interspersed with the occasional bit of