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Tryst - LASERS!	By : salarta Category: +S through Z > Tryst Views: 1025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note: Oh boy. Here's the details. A strategy game called Tryst came out yesterday... and I haven't played it. I know very little about it. I don't know a single thing about any of the characters in the game, not even faces to names, and next to nothing about its story. So how did this fic come about? This picture: http://i.imgur.com/1FCT1.jpg . This picture, looks to me like she's having an orgasm. An orgasm from LASERS. I've passed it by one other person, and he said my thought that it looks like she's orgasming is just me, but it still led to this fic. I have absolutely NO IDEA who she is, or even her name, and the company behind the game hasn't revealed her identity, so I took the liberty of assuming she's one of the only two named characters so far. If it turns out she's not Aeryn, I may go back and correct the fic, but with almost nothing to go on, I used what I had. Enjoy the ridiculousness!

Aeryn Ozarr had a duty. Like her forebears, she fought for change from the injustices of her birth on Ishtonia IV. The rocky, barren planet was a mining prison, chosen as a life sentence for crimes committed by family long forgotten. In the face of such unflinching, uncaring prejudice, a life dictated for her and many others by suits of the Command from across the cosmos, she led the Civil movement in a fight for their rights as human beings.

Every man, woman and child aware of Ishtonia's plight knew her name and face. Aeryn Ozarr, enigmatic leader of the Rebels, rallying any warm body that she could persuade to join the cause. Her dirty, bedraggled beauty among craggy mountains, and her slick orator's tongue against a backdrop of piercing, whistling winds came only second to her astounding record of skirmishes and kills, skilled in combat as taught by her crazy mother.

With such a long list of accomplishments, not even those who saw the battle maiden in action dared to reveal her most terrible secret, her one weakness seen with their very own eyes.

She fuckin' LOVED lasers.

"OOOOHHHH!" she bellowed. "Oh god, that's the stuff. That's fuckin' hot."

Plasma blasted from her dual rifles, searing the metal off two battle droids until sparks and wires flickered, exposed, the droids' husks clanging to the ground in a scorched heap. In the hands of any other seasoned warrior, those delicious streams of blue would have cut out the moment her enemies fell.

Not Aeryn Ozarr.

Her lasers pulsed into the fading horizon. The charge in her rifles drained from a healthy 98% to a risky 40% in seconds, falling faster as her fingers hammered their triggers clean against the backs of their trigger guards. Her jaw clenched, pearly white teeth grinding behind her plump lips, dropping to one knee as her legs buckled under the furnace of lust burning in her armored pants.

Drip. Drip. Drip. Her horny, squirting juices dribbled down her thighs, pooling in the soles of her boots where they soothed the ache in her heels and toes like a healing salve. She banged the head against her suit's collar, riding a high wave of erotic bliss clean through her first orgasm. Her dark right eyebrow rose, crinkling her forehead in the gap between eyes that drifted to the upper edge of blinking eyelids.

The small screen under her chin blipped from red to green, chiming an alert that only irritated the Rebel leader. "Suit seal compromised. Bodily excretions detected."

"Yeah, I came in my pants, now shut the fuck up," Aeryn snarled, fading into a kinky hum. "Nnn, these lasers are sexy as hell."

Her labored lust fumed past the broken seals in her collar, puffing her warm, salty, pungent musk in the air for her to snort through flared nostrils. Sweat and sex, an eclipsing odious smell that oozed off her the longer she let this continue. A filthy film of her body's muck coated every inch of skin, sweltering in her armpits, caking her immaculate face, soaking from her scalp into her raven dark hair. It glistened in the sun, a post-orgasmic glow announcing her sexual high to all that looked upon her. Every breath was a struggle for inner balance, pressed into hormonal overdrive that dared her into the razor's edge of a blackout.

She could feel her tits pressed against her armor, nipples neatly tucked into pods seen plainly as pseudo-nipples on the front of her breast plate. They served one purpose: to tease her body right at the height of ecstasy. Each widget buzzed to life, rubbing her hidden aureoles as pads in her suit coaxed their tips. Black tubes ran from her sex to her bust, pumping what they could gather of her wetness past her stomach to spurt across her breasts like lube for her teasing suit's machinations.

She plateaued there, defeated by her wants, kneeling while rifle bolts from her soldiers whizzed past her head to chase off what remained of the enemy. Dead bodies and smoking robot heaps littered the battlefield of their latest victory, a reality to which she only awoke when she heard two words that filled her with seething rage.

"Battery drained," her guns calmly stated.

"Damn it!" Aeryn yelled.

Her lasers sputtered their last. Her lust aids depleted, Aeryn threw them to the ground and got on her feet. She pressed her palms against her hips, blinked the spots from her eyes and looked to her comrades in arms...

"Hey Aeryn, were those rifles a good lay this time?" One of the men said.

"Hell yeah, best orgasm I've ever-" She paused and squinted at the man, then scowled, her sex-addled brain barely catching the tease in his remark. "Fuck off."

With a final glance over the land, she turned, lifted a rifle from the nearest fallen troop and made the slow march back to base.
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