ExSol Ch. 01

Robin made a weird, garbled noise that was a combination of impatience and cock-lust. Nina just smirked down at him and his inability to slobber all over her cock like he wanted to. "Yer a lucky li'l cumdump, y'kno?"Nina snickered at him derisively and nudged her hips forward, slowly invading Robin's wet, eager mouth. He moaned loudly as her tip brushed against his tongue and smeared a bit of precum across it. She removed her thumbs, wiping his saliva off on his cheeks and smearing a bit of his makeup. Robin wasted absolutely no time, creating a perfect wet tunnel of suction around her girl cock. Nina sighed softly, her shoulders slumping and her whole body relaxing a bit as Robin blew her while making the happiest squealing noises she'd ever heard come out of another human being. Robin swirled his tongue around all the right spots, applied a firm constant suction, and didn't scrape her with his teeth even once. Nina wasn't normally much for blowjobs, give her some boy, girl, or enby's nice tight pussy or asshole to fuck and she was a happy woman. She made an exception with Robin, the boy was never happier than he was with a cock in his mouth and he was also just really good at it.

"Mm! Mm!" Robin whined softly, his delicate hands circling around Nina's solid hips so that he could pull himself forward and slide Nina's cock deep into his tight throat. Nina hummed appreciatively, the squeeze of Robin's trachea so tight that she could feel the individual rings of cartilage against her fat swollen head. She placed her own strong hand at the base of his skull to trap him in place and looked down at him with a wicked grin as she gyrated her hips. Her balls were pressed firmly up against Robin's chest and his nose was buried deep in her pubic hair and against her mound. After a few moments in that position with his airway completely blocked by Nina's womanhood, his own eyes flickered upwards toward her and he made a tiny attempt to pull back which was prevented by Nina's strong grip on his head.

She raised an eyebrow at him with a cruel smirk, delighting in the instinctive look of panic that crept into his face as his brain was deprived of oxygen for longer than it should have been. Robin's fingernails dug ineffectually into Nina's ass and he squirmed, trying to get free.

"S'matter, Butterfly?" Nina laughed, giving a few lazy thrusts of her hips into the pinned boy's mouth. She revelled in the pleasure and contrasts of what she was doing. The soft wet hole squeezing her dick perfectly, the beautiful, delicate feminine boy before her was contrasted against the obscenity of the act he was performing, and his rising panic only fuelled her sadistic joy in watching him struggle. Finally, she relented, letting him go so that he could pull himself off of her and he fell back onto his ass, coughing and gasping, lines of drool dripping off Nina's cock and Robin's chin.

"M-Mean..." Robin whined, wheezing and doing his best to pout at her.

Nina didn't respond. She grabbed Robin by his hair again and walked over to the bed. He squealed in surprise again, stumbling and scrambling to keep up with her. She put her other hand on his back and shoved him onto the bed belly down with his knees still on the floor. She knew from experience that Robin's bed was the right height for this. She stole one of Robin's half a dozen pillows from the head of his bed and threw it onto the ground to kneel upon. She paused for a moment to look and make sure she'd grabbed one of the right ones. Robin was honestly such a princess about some of his things, some of the pillows were for cuddling and she wasn't supposed to kneel on them. He was never forceful about stuff like that but Nina knew it meant a lot to him.

Robin was wearing a sizable glass buttplug, the huge toy splitting his fat ass open with his tiny g-string running down the middle of it. She wondered with amusement how long he'd had this in, whether he'd somehow stuffed his greedy hole with it when she was stealing his brother's alcohol or if he'd had it in all day. She grabbed the heavy toy and pulled, eliciting a groan from Robin as it stretched his asshole even further to accomodate for the thick part of the toy. It came out with a pop and a feminine squeal, a miniature deluge of fresh lube rubbing down his asscrack with it, solving the mystery of when he'd inserted the toy.

She placed the glass object off to the side on his nightstand, and eyed Robin's loosely gaping pucker hungrily. She loved to do this, it was no doubt why he'd prepped himself this way, the little whore. She grabbed Robin's hips, positioned her cock, and slammed her cock into his already well-stretched hole. He squealed and groaned, the force of Nina's thrusts skidding him forward across his bed a little as she fucked him roughly, with no reservations or restrictions. Even with as stretched as his cunt was, Nina had a big dick and Robin tightened up quickly, and Nina was quickly humming with pleasure as she slaked her frustrations, love, and lust on the twink's supple body.

Nina grunted loudly, the grinding friction of Robin's slick insides was riling her up, making waves of pleasure wash over her, pushing her to a crescendo. Normally she'd have waited, slowed herself down, made Robin beg to cum himself before she jerked him off and then finally unloaded in him. Right now, she had no patience, she'd almost died today and she just wanted to fill Robin's ass with her semen as fast as she could. He'd be pouty about it, but that was fine.

"Heccck!" Nina snarled, slamming her hips so hard into Robin's pillowy cheeks that she bed creaked and shifted across the floor a bit. Completely buried in his ass, she fucked him through her orgasm in shallow thrusts as her cock overflowed with heat and pleasure and started to dump her cum into him. Robin whined and groaned a little, shivering and gyrating his hips against her. She finally slowed down, her cock twitching and dribbling the last of its load out into her boyfriend's pussy. She leaned forward, putting her weight on top of him a little and panting as an orgasmic afterglow settled over her. She could feel Robin vibrating with need and lust under her and she smirked a little bit at his blueballed distress. She slowly extracted her cock from his abused hole and grabbed the glass buttplug again, slowly working it back into place. Robin whined and shivered as she stretched him wide again and settled the plug into place, the clear glass allowing Nina to see inside his pink rectum and even to see a bit of the cum she'd dumped in there. Robin was pouting a little but she knew he loved it. With a sigh, Nina finished removing her pants and kicked them off to the side, laying down on the bed in just her bra and panties.

"Sorry t'rabbit ya t'night, babe," Nina murmured as she felt her body relax and start to drift off.

"Love you, Miss Nina," Robin giggled after a brief pause, leaning in to kiss her on the forehead as she drifted off to sleep.

***

Nina awoke from her post-coital comatose state with a soft grunt. Robin was next to her, sleeping peacefully in his nightgown with his hair tied up so that it wouldn't get tangled as he slept. She watched him quietly as she slowly awakened, not wanting to disturb him since she had no idea what kind of sleep schedule he was on; he could have only recently gone to bed for all she knew. She rolled over a little and looked at the nightstand. Her hand terminal was there, power off but battery recharged, Robin must have plugged it in for her. She sat on the bed next to Robin's sleeping form and flicked the terminal on, a sense of dread slowly coiling in her stomach. It went through the sequence of powering up, connecting to the wireless network, and then fetching her messages. Ten unread messages, three from Carrina, two from Ryan, one from Nugan, and four from her boss, Sam.

1-14:41 NotActuallyMyMom: Nina, You, Sam, and I need to have a talk, can you come by his office in ten minutes?

1-14:50 NotActuallyMyMom: You're not here. I know you got my last message. This is serious Nina, you almost died today, please, we need to talk about this.

1-15:32 Samooel(Cowface): Nina you cannot turn your GPS off. Literally, by contract, you cannot turn it off. Turn it on, answer our calls. Now.

1-15:40 Samooel(Cowface): This is not a hecking joke, where are you?

1-16:10 Nucant: TWELVE missiles!?!?! Nina youre awesome.

1-16:45 Samooel(Cowface): Where the heck are you?

1-17:10 NotActuallyMyMom: We'll have to talk tomorrow, Nina. You can't just disappear on us like this.

1-17:42 Ryakie: Hey Boss... So, Sam came into the workshop which he never does and he asked where you were and I dunno I panicked I told him you were here but left after we got our work done so he thinks you're on break and gonna be right back so basically I'm really sorry I think I made it worse but I just wanted you to know please dont be mad at me

1-17:42 Ryakie: See you tonight? :x

2-00:25 Samooel(Cowface): Where the heck are you?

She sighed, terminal flopping into her lap as she relaxed the hand that was holding it in a position to be read. This was bad. In a way, Sam couldn't really fire her, he needed her. That being said, he had a temper and it sounded like he was raging pretty hard at her right now. She couldn't get a mechanic job in Abrandia, not with her criminal record. She'd either have to live on basic assistance or move, blow all her savings on going cross-continent or maybe even off-world. She'd have to leave Robin behind, and her dream of piloting a Mech of her own one day would slip ever further away. She may even have to cut into her surgery fund... as pitiful as that little pile of savings was.

She looked over at Robin, watching his chest rise and fall steadily. Part of her wanted to reach out to him, to vocalize all her worries, to hear his gentle reassurances, but she stopped herself. Silently, she got dressed and left, heading back towards their camp to deal with her problems herself. Even if everybody was asleep by the time she got back, it somehow felt like this disaster would be better if she was there when they woke up.