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Washing Away Insecurity
Summary: The
insecurities of two women mount when they meet. Once they overcome them, they learn
to just be women, a thing greater than any medal or battle scar. - Kelly and
Polaski.
Halo belongs to
Bungie, Microsoft, etc. (As does the money) Anything related to First Strike
and the other Halo novels are Eric Nylund’s.
This piece takes place
about the end of First Strike, so there’s a good SPOILER or two.
In the mist of the showers at Fort Redemption,
the women never looked at one another. They had more to do than talk and gawk
at one another. Perhaps the two most conforming to this would be Kelly,
SPARTAN-087, and Petty Warrant Officer Polaski. They’d done a considerable
amount, made use of their abilities. Even Polaski had strength to be noted for,
though she was no SPARTAN like Kelly. Yes, they existed separately, going about
their own ways, until one day in the shower when someone looked.
Kelly was out of her armor for the first time in what seemed
like months. She hardly knew the feeling of being nude, purely nude. It was
awkward on her as she stepped into the shower. Looking down at her pale skin,
she heaved a sigh. Kelly couldn’t quite remember when she was a child and her
skin had been kissed by sunlight. Those days would never come back. In her
mind, they rarely did anyway. She was military property; she knew that. Glancing
back down, she saw how her abdomen was ripped and made of muscled waves. Her
legs and arms were built of strong muscle, bulging out in a mannish way, yet
they were still femininely lean. Her short, blue hair dampened under the shower
water.
Steam rose around her body, hugging her curves. Her pale nipples
grew soft with the warmth. Kelly heaved a small sigh, realizing how truly small
her breasts were. She wanted to have the form of a beautiful woman, not some
monster. Inspecting herself further, she moved a hand over her tight vagina,
hardly used for anything at all. She hadn’t seen a hint of a hair on it since…before
the augmentations. She couldn’t help but see herself as a freak. She wasn’t
like the other soldiers. She was inhuman in almost every aspect of her being.
She angrily slammed her fist on the shower wall, the tiles cracking a bit as if
they’d trembled apart under her touch.
Polaski turned at hearing a loud noise echo through the
showers. There was only one other woman in there. Looking at her, she found
that it was Kelly. She let out a little gasp and looked away as Kelly started
turning.
Kelly turned at hearing a small gasp. She saw another woman
in the place with her. She hadn’t been paying close enough attention to realize
it; she’d been too distracted with her own thoughts. Her eyes remained fixed on
the woman. She had a normal body, a kind of body she’d kill for, barehanded
even. Polaski wasn’t the most buxom of all women, but her fine set of breasts
suited the toned body well. She had hair, a small bit of it, around her crotch.
The dirty blonde hair on her head clung to her forehead. Though it was short
too, she had more of it than Kelly did. Does
she see me as a freak, too?
Polaski realized Kelly was staring at her. She was
uncomfortable remaining under the gaze of a SPARTAN. That only meant death. Or a lot of pain. She shifted uneasily under the water,
waiting until the woman would turn around. Finally, unable to withstand it,
Polaski turned and looked at her too. She was slightly taken aback by the size
of her. Kelly looked so small without her MJOLNIR. What did I expect? Some monster? She is human after all, Polaski
thought. She doesn’t get treated like a
human. Polaski turned from fearful to sympathetic. In all honesty, she
didn’t really know why she feared Kelly. She never feared Master Chief. He was
a SPARTAN too. The circumstances, she
figured, are different. Besides, I had thought I was in love with
John.
In a small, trembling voice, unnatural to her, she said,
“Kelly.”
“Yes?” she replied. Their voices sounded hollow as they
echoed through the showers. Kelly noticed the strange look she received from
the woman. Polaski was her name, she remembered. John had mentioned her before.
Kelly heaved a sigh, knowing Polaski probably thought her a freak too. Her
fears and insecurities were confirmed. She’d never be accepted by ‘normal’
people. She felt a tear at her eye quickly emerge. Quickly, she covered her
face with a hand.
Polaski saw a sadness crossing over the SPARTAN’s face
before she covered it with a hand. That’s when she decided to approach Kelly.
The woman was obviously in need of comfort. Polaski quietly turned off her
shower and moved over to Kelly. Carefully, she placed a hand at her shoulder.
Kelly flinched a bit, surprised by the feeling of being touched. She hadn’t
come in contact with another person’s skin in a while. Polaski had soft hands,
compared to Kelly’s at least.
“Do you need anything?” Polaski asked.
Slightly choked, the SPARTAN said, “I…don’t need anything…”
Had Polaski any weaker a heart, she would have left it at
that. However, she didn’t. Polaski was strong and hated seeing this sadness on
another woman’s face, another soldier’s face.
“Please,” she said, “I want to help.”
“If it can be helped,” Kelly whispered.
“Tell me.”
Kelly shook her had sadly and said, “I just…I’ll never be
accepted. There’s so many things wrong with me.”
Polaski’s face formed a quizzical look. Kelly had problems?
How was that possible? She was a SPARTAN. She’s
still human, she thought. She feels
insecure, like me.
“I don’t see anything wrong with you,” Polaski said softly.
“You’re a great soldier, greater than I’d ever be.”
“But you’re…you’re at least human. People don’t see you as a
freak.”
“I don’t see you as a freak. I see you as a human. A more
perfect human than I could ever have dreamt of being.”
“You mean that?” Kelly inquired incredulously.
Polaski flashed a rare smile and said, “I do, Kelly.”
“Polaski is your name, isn’t it?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Kelly immediately shook her head and said, “No, no ma’am,
please. Just Kelly. I…I like you, Polaski.”
“I like you too, ma—Kelly.”
Kelly held forth her hand. Then, Polaski unexpectedly
ignored the hand and hugged the woman. She
truly accepts me, Kelly thought. She
has insecurities too. We’re not so
different. Heaving a soft sigh of relief and happiness, Kelly placed her
arms around Polaski, hugging her back. Their breasts slid against one another
as they embraced each other. Their nipples danced across one another’s slick
breasts, sparking a small sensation in both women’s loins. Kelly slowly slid
away from Polaski, biting her lip. She felt her vagina watering. She hadn’t
felt like that before. It was a hot, strong feeling. Polaski averted her eyes
downwards as she cupped her own sex, which too had blossomed in heat. Kelly
reached out, placing a hand on Polaski’s hand. She looked up at the SPARTAN
awkwardly. Kelly didn’t understand why, but she wanted the feeling between her
legs to continue. It was so good.
“I…feel something,” Kelly said, having a hard time
articulating what she was thinking and feeling.
“Yeah?” Polaski said quietly. “I…I do too.”
“What is it?”
Polaski took Kelly’s hand and placed it over Kelly’s breast,
letting the woman stroke her own nipple. Kelly’s jaw dropped slightly with a
sharp intake of air.
“It’s just being a woman,” Polaski said, looking at Kelly gently.
Poor thing doesn’t know what it’s like to
get turned on, Polaski thought.
“Oh,” Kelly said, biting her lip again. She thought aloud,
“Not something I’m good at.”
“Well, it doesn’t take much,” Polaski replied. “Just…ah…”
She didn’t know how to word what she felt.
“What?”
Polaski nodded towards Kelly’s smooth crotch and said, “Just
learning about yourself.”
Kelly looked down at herself, not sure what she was meant to
see.
“Mind showing me?” Kelly asked.
Polaski paused at her request. Kelly had just asked her to
find herself. Was Kelly even aware of what she’d asked? Polaski had never been
close to other women, but this SPARTAN seemed to be an exception. The woman’s
fine build and determination were admirable, but did this merit what Kelly had
asked her to do? Perhaps it was just innocent learning, but Polaski couldn’t
help but feel there was more to it. Her breathing grew a bit more vocal as she
considered what she would have to do. Did she want there to be more? She
couldn’t really tell.
“Um,” Polaski said in a low tone, “I’ve never…touched
another woman.”
“And I’ve never been touched by another woman…or man really.
I just thought maybe…” Kelly trailed off, her eyes cast downwards. She doesn’t even want to touch me to help me,
she thought.
Polaski made her decision and said, “I’ll do it for you, Kelly.”
Taking a deep breath, Polaski moved in close to Kelly, under
the warm shower water, and placed her hand at the woman’s vagina. Kelly jumped
a bit as her fingers first graced her sensitive sex. Kelly couldn’t help but
smile. She felt the warmth of the woman’s hand between her legs and felt a
feeling of acceptance and empathy.
Whatever happens,
Polaski thought as she began slowly moving her fingers, I’ll just go with it. Kelly placed her hands at Polaski’s
shoulders, trying to stand upright. The ticklish pleasure caused her tough legs
to quiver and buckle under her. Slowly, she backed up against the shower wall
for support. The soft folds of skin between Polaski’s fingertips became gelled
as she continued with her workings. She was slightly uncomfortable with having
the woman’s lubrication slowly running down her hand. Looking up at her,
Polaski saw Kelly licking her lips and sighing with pleasure, her eyes shut
away in concentration. Polaski felt a smile force its way onto her face as more
ooze gathered in her palm. As her right hand had started growing tired, Kelly
let out a stifled shriek. She placed a hand over her mouth as she exhaled
deeply.
“Oh…I never knew…about that,” she gasped.
Polaski said nothing as she slowly removed her hand from the
woman’s vagina, feeling her shudder in response. Kelly grabbed her wrist and
inspected the whitish mess strung across her digits. She perked a brow as she
slid Polaski’s finger into her mouth, curious as to what it was like. Polaski
looked at Kelly with a questionable look, feeling Kelly’s tongue curving around
her finger.
Kelly pulled the hand from her mouth and mumbled, “Hmm,
that’s interesting.”
“Is it?” Polaski inquired. She herself was curious now. She
wiped her ring finger clean with her tongue, tasting the essence of Kelly’s
sex. It wasn’t bad at all. Seeing the woman climax, feeling her, and the sweet
ingest of her fluids seemed to amount in Polaski, as she felt her clitoris
swelling with the heat of her femininely folds, as if baking an erotic sweet roll
between her legs. She felt her cheeks heating up slightly as she realized this.
Before she realized, Polaski was in Kelly’s strong embrace.
“Thank you so much,” she said. She felt liquid surfacing
down below as the woman’s wet body pressed up against hers once again. Hell, she thought drunk with the carnal
feeling flooding through her body, I’m
not finished. That’s just what she told Kelly, who replied with, “What?
There’s…more?”
“I’m going to give you so much more,” she answered with a
breathy rasp. She turned the water off and motioned for Kelly to sit down on
the tiles. Polaski kneeled in front of her and pulled Kelly’s legs apart.
Polaski slid one hand up her slick abdomen, reaching for a breast, and moved
her face in simultaneously. Her mouth latched on to the sweet spot, and Kelly
jumped slightly. Wincing in pleasure, she guided Polaski’s hand to her breast,
watching the woman’s mouth nibbling at her down below.
Polaski’s lips became buried in the smooth, hairless ruffles
beautifully tucked between Kelly’s muscular thighs. Her tongue traced each
definite crease, letting her teeth bite at it slightly. Her mouth moved across
Kelly’s enflamed clitoris, now filled with more than just saliva. Polaski let
her mouth rest over it savoringly, sucking on it as an infant would a teat.
While her mouth worked to cause Kelly’s increasingly loud moans, Polaski’s
still cum-covered hand worked at the stiffening nipple topside. She felt a
sensual connection there even, between the woman’s breast and her fingertip.
She leaned on Kelly a bit more as she brought her other hand
to her own crotch, which she’d been leaning on. Kelly grabbed Polaski’s hand
slightly and lifted the woman’s head, stopping the oral bliss.
“Come on,” she whispered, “it’s my turn to…” She finished
her statement with a nod towards the oozing spot between Polaski’s legs.
Kelly couldn’t help but feel a bit of excitement as Polaski
leaned back and exposed herself to her.
“Tell me what I should do,” she said.
Polaski, whose words were too choked in the depths of her
sexual heat, simply grabbed Kelly’s hand and pulled it to her sex, guiding her
fingers through her hairy vagina. Kelly kept her hand moving through the
curling tangles of pubic hair. Her fingers easily slid across the woman’s soft,
well-lubricated genitals. Then, acting on sexual whim and urge, Kelly leaned
forward, keeping a hand moving about in Polaski’s twat, and placed her lips
over Polaski’s. The woman kissed back, sliding her
tongue into Kelly’s mouth. With a sharp intake through the nose, Kelly closed
her eyes and continued kissing the woman. Polaski’s logical mind was long
blanked out by the desire to fulfill herself and her fellow woman.
Kelly finally broke away from the kiss and let her lips skip
down across Polaski’s jugular towards her firm breasts. Excitedly, her hand
moved even faster down below as she took the woman’s nipple into her mouth. She
ran her tongue over its tip again and again, loving the feel of it. Polaski, in
her cries of satisfaction, seemed to love its feel too. Polaski’s legs
stiffened up as she came to her peak. Vivid, flowing streams of pleasure
flooded her. Kelly withdrew her hand as she watched Polaski lying on the ground
panting.
Kelly stood, her legs shaking slightly, and turned the
shower on. She let the cool water wash off the signs of sexuality. Glancing
downwards, she saw the whitish stream taken away by the clean water and
swirling around the drain. The SPARTAN looked at the flushed redhead lying on
the ground and knew that with that mess of fluid, her insecurities had been
washed away. Because of Polaski, Kelly had a newfound strength within her.
Polaski stood and briefly washed herself off in the chilling water and headed
for the lockers.
“Hey,” Kelly said as she approached her. Polaski paused in
the doorway and glanced at Kelly. She gave Polaski a gentle peck on the cheek
and said, “Thanks for everything.”
Polaski smiled and said, “And you, Kelly. I hope you find
someone.”
“Yeah, I might have already,” Kelly said, thinking about the
men close to her. Among them, John came to mind. Friends since they were six,
and possibly, if the war ever ended, they could be more. The idea excited her.
“Good,” she said, “I have someone myself. He’s rough around
the edges, but damn, he’s a fine man.” Polaski thought of him fondly. He’d
almost been there as long as she had.
Suddenly, Kelly vanished before her. Polaski calmly smiled. Only a SPARTAN can be resurrected; they come
and go here often, well some. The
rest are here permanently. She looked up and saw her man heading towards
the shower room.
“I’m all warmed up for you,” Polaski said with a seductive
grin.
“I’m glad I destroyed that damned alien artifact, or that it
destroyed me, heh. Heaven couldn’t be any
better a place,” Locklear mumbled happily.
-:-
?? hours, September
14, 2552 (unconfirmed with Military Calendar)Aboard unnamed Chiroptera-class ship, at unmarked
location.
Meanwhile, Kelly was awakened by the feel of another. Her
eyes opened, and her focus sharpened quickly.
“Kelly,” Dr. Halsey said, “glad to see you come around
finally. We’re going on a trip.”
“Where to?” Kelly asked.
“I suppose,” said Dr. Halsey as she pulled off her glasses,
“it’s more of a race.”
“Ma’am?”
“To Earth, Kelly. We’ve got to beat the Covenant there,
which is why I had to take things into my own hands.”
“Oh,” Kelly said quietly.
“John will be there, I know,” Halsey said. “Let’s just hope
we get there in time.”
Feeling a bold, seemingly newborn sense of assurance, Kelly
said, “We will.”
Though things didn’t end there of course, it could be
considered a happy ending. The end of happiness, that is; when the pain hit her
again, like before, and washed over her…like the Covenant had on Reach.
A word from M’aiq:
I hope what I was implying throughout the story made sense. Polaski’s my
favorite character of all. I might write something else with her and John or
Locklear. (Or both? Hah.)
Oh yeah, if anyone wants to write a Major Silva abuse story,
that would be great! Maybe see him getting fucked up by some twisted Covenant.
I dunno. Ha and ha.
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