l-lewd...

Tu'Fsh laced her hands behind her head and sighed, leaning back against the wrecked engine pod of the devilfish. Alongside her, So'Sha lay on her front, idly tracing circles in the dirt with a fingertip. They had been waiting for the rescue party for five hours now, and boredom was consuming both their minds.

"I tire of this," said So'Sha, rolling on to her back. "What do you suggest, Tu'Fsh?"

 

Tu'Fsh looked across at her companion Fire-Warrior. She had removed the majority of her armour to escape the warm humidity. Her standard-issue undergarments clung to her body with sweat, clearly showing the curved outlines of her modest chest.

 

"We could pass the time with some experimentation," she suggested, stooping down from the engine pod to crouch over her supine companion. Tu'Fsh lowered her head and placed her lips against So'Sha's in a gentle kiss. As she pulled away, a blush crept across So'Sha's cheeks, and she giggled.

 

They kissed again a moment longer, and then So'Sha made a quiet sound of agitation and pushed softly against Tu'Fsh's shoulders.

 

"We shouldn't be doing such things on duty," she said. "It's important that we remain vigilant."

 

"Vigilant against what? Out here in the scrubland? We haven't seen another creature fifty klicks in any direction."

 

"I suppose..." So'Sha assented, propping herself up on her elbows with a sigh whilst Tu'Fsh rooted through a pile of wreckage, pulling out a piece of metal with a clatter as some of the other debris subsided.

 

"Perhaps you are afraid of... the space marines!" cried Tu'Fsh as she turned around. She had managed to find a rougly-conical piece of broken metal, and was holding it over the lower part of her face in the mock-imitation of a space marine's helm.

 

"Graaaargh," she said. "I am a space marine and I have come to capture you in the name of the god emperor."

 

So'Sha threw an arm across her face in a caricatured defensive gesture as she laughed.

 

"Oh, no!", she said, making her voice high-pitched, "A space marine! What ever shall I do? I am but a weak xenos girl and fear I cannot defend myself against the finest warriors of the emperor!"

 

"Silence, foul alien!" Tu'Fsh growled, making her voice as deep as she could. "Co-operate, and I may spare your life." She reached into the charred remnants of an avionics module and pulled out a handful of cables, pouncing forward and looping one of the strands around So'Sha's wrist.

 

"Alas!", cooed So'Sha, "I am being captured! what is to become of me?"

 

She chuckled as Tu'Fsh wound the cables around her wrists, tying them off against a fallen support strut. By the time she was finished, So'Sha was sat on the floor, arms spread above her head.

 

"Now I have you at my mercy, evil xenos!" said Tu'Fsh. "And like all my bloodthirsty brethren, I hunger for your flesh!"

 

So'Sha let out a playful cry as Tu'Fsh crawled towards her, bringing her face down and placing her lips against So'Sha's bared shoulder. Teeth pressed gently against So'Sha's skin as Tu'Fsh pretended to gnaw on her, working her mouth along her collarbone. She raised her head to bring her face level with So'Sha's, and tilted her head sideways, kissing her deeply this time, their tongues sliding against one another urgently.

 

So'Sha sighed as their lips finally parted.

 

"Your taste is fine, foul xenos", began Tu'Fsh, enjoying getting into her role, "but I know where the tenderest meat is." She slipped her head down, placing a few kisses on the side of So'Sha's neck before working downwards to her thighs. She bit her lip and grinned mischievously as Tu'Fsh tugged at her regulation military panties, slipping them down over her legs and exposing her most intimate parts. Tu'Fsh placed a row of kisses along the inside of So'Sha's thigh, working ever closer to the cleft where they met, deviating in her course at the last moment to place another kiss on the lower part of So'Sha's belly. She sighed, allowing her head to sag backwards as she enjoyed the feel of the girl's tongue against her skin.

 

So'Sha let out a gasp as she felt the wet tip of Tu'Fsh's tongue trace a slow, deliberate line along the lips of her intimate region. The girl danced her tongue from side to side, describing a zig-zag with a soft, tickling sensation that had So'Sha gasping in delight. As Tu'Fsh's tongue entered her for the first time, she moaned and drooped a little, still supported by the cables wrapped around her wrists. Tu'Fsh was sliding her tongue just within that sensitive cleft, eagerly running it up and down, side to side, withdrawing it momentarily to play it over and around the little bump which was beginning to show above So'Sha' rapidly-moistening lips. As Tu'Fsh returned her tongue's attention to the wet cleft, So'Sha felt fingers reach underneath her perineum, stroking against sensitive, seldom-touched skin.

 

"Tu'Fsh!" she gasped.

 

"Silence, alien wench. You will submit to me," said Tu'Fsh, raising her head from the girl's crotch and bringing herself face-to-face once again. So'Sha could still feel fingers softly stroking back and forth. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt one of them slide into her; Tu'Fsh hooked her finger around to rub against tender, engorged surfaces. So'Sha let out her breath in a shuddering sigh, cut short when her lips met Tu'Fsh's once more. She could taste herself in the girl's mouth.

 

The pressure against her nether regions increased as Tu'Fsh spread her palm against the girl's genitals, pressing and rubbing in little circles before digging sometimes one, sometimes two fingers into her eagerly. So'Sha's breath quickened as she felt a building tension within her body. The skin of her thighs and buttocks tingled with the sensations Tu'Fsh was lavishing upon her.

 

So'Sha's breaths continued to come in desperate gasps as Tu'Fsh's skilful fingers worked at her genitals. She had been gradually building momentum, never too fast to push So'Sha over the edge, and now she was applying just enough pressure and movement to keep her balanced precariously on the brink of release. So'Sha let out an agitated moan as her loins twinged at the very cusp of orgasm.

 

"I bet you'd like to come now, wouldn't you, xenos girl?"

 

So'Sha was merely able to nod in desperate response as she whimpered.

 

"Well, let's see what I can-" Tu'Fsh was cut short as she straighened up, listening intently. So'Sha cried out in frustration, and Tu'Fsh placed a finger against her lips.

 

"Shh. I think I heard something. Sounded like an engine."

 

The pair remained completely still. Sure enough, the whining sound of an electric motor was growing closer.

 

"Better have a look," said Tu'Fsh. So'Sha let out a frustrated moan, clenching her thighs together, desperately trying to maintain the warm tingling feeling that was ebbing from her. From behind the broken wreckage of the Devilfish, the motor noise ceased, to be replaced by the crunching of boots against dry soil.

 

A figure emerged, pacing around the edge of the wreckage. The man was clad in imperial garb, with a long beard cascading down his chest. He was rotund, and very short, almost squat in appearance, and as he