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From Badlands To Good Times A Cyberpunk 2077 Tale	By : Crystal_Dreams_Writes Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3887 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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V started her creative tale, she told Frakes about her home right in front of Orta’s building and she went out to get groceries for her siblings, she saw three 6th Street vehicles rushing in after a luxurious Valentino-modified Chevillion Thrax had just parked outside and a massive gunfight started. Frakes nodded, confirming that information with what he had received earlier. V then heard a man she identified as Orta bark orders about getting Martha out of the way. Frakes froze and stopped V’s tale “Wait, you’re telling me Martha was there?” V nods “I didn’t see her, but I heard Orta order his men to get her out of the way” Frakes winced “Then what happened?” V continued with her tale, how someone in hiding started opening fire at the 6th Street soldiers from behind, but she couldn’t get a good look at them, the distraction caused the Valentinos to push forward and repel the attack. “And Martha?” he asks “Where’s my daughter? Did… Did she get hurt? Is… she alright?” V continues, stating that after Martha had been taken care of, Orta took most of his men and chased after the 6th Street soldiers. “That means… Martha’s in the building, and Orta’s not there!” he turns to Jules “We need to gather the men! Orta’s building has minimal security, and he’s not there! If we don’t move in now, we won’t have another shot!” the veteran Jules scratches his head “With all due respect, captain, sir… You know what Gunner said and—” Frakes loses his patience “FUCK Gunner! Get the men ready, that’s an order! We’re going in!”.

Just as Frakes was about to address V again, an explosion rocked the rooftop “The fucking cholos are here! To arms! To arms!” Frakes turned to V “You! You led them here, you fucking whore!” V was caught off guard like the rest of them “No! Wait! I’m as fucked as you are!” she tried pleading, but she could see it in his eyes, he wasn’t gonna believe her, so she had to drop the act. Her Kerenzikov activated. Her perception and her movements were increased, and she rushed to where that smart gun was, she only had a few seconds, but a few seconds was all she needed. The moment she grabbed the weapon, the Smart Link interfaced with it, all she needed to do now was to tag someone and the weapon would do the rest. Walker, the arrogant sniper, was the first to react and attempted to grab his rifle, V squeezed the trigger as she was running for it, and six projectiles were fired with a very loud detonation, she could notice how the projectiles were targeted despite the angle and hit Walker three times, while the other three exploded into small clouds of a biological agent. She took cover behind Jules’s chair when a second explosion rocked the building, part of the roof collapsed, taking with it most of the squad. V saw her chance and leaped off of the rooftop and to street level, she counted her blessings for her Reinforced Tendons. She saw Gustavo Orta on top of his car, a rocket launcher on his shoulder, and at least a dozen Valentinos with him “They all die! Chínguenselos a todos!”.

V witnessed the actions afterward, it wasn’t a battle, it wasn’t a war, it was just a massacre. Most if not all of the 6th Street soldiers were drunk, and that’s not counting those who were taken with the two rocket blasts. Orta’s orders were followed to the letter, they didn’t take any prisoners, and they didn’t toy with anyone. They shot to kill, and those who would survive were hacked to pieces by machete-wielding Valentinos. Orta noticed Frakes making a run for it “Ese hijo de su puta madre es mío! Leave him to me!” He got in his car and revved the engine. The luxurious, armored car didn’t only reach Frakes but also pinned him against a wall. Orta got out of his car, and calmly approached the struggling Frakes “You…” Frakes muttered “You motherfucking…” Orta drew his gun and shot Frakes in the face, killing him instantly. “Martha says goodbye, puto” V approached Orta as he holstered his gun, noticing her there he looks at her “You okay? Did they hit you?” V shakes her head “I’m good… Bit of warnin’ would have been nice though” Orta sighs at her words “I’m sorry, we couldn’t afford to risk him escaping… But it’s over now” he says rubbing the back of his neck “Is it, though?” V asks, more curious than anything “What do you mean?” Orta looks at her with a slight frown on his face “You came in all the way to Santo, and killed 6th Street men, including Frakes, don’t you think Gunner is gonna have a problem with that?” Orta nods, almost as if he was expecting it “He will, and he will want to talk, I’ll let him know that the issue was Frakes, and offer to never return to Santo” V breathes out, “You think he’ll take the deal?” Orta shrugs “He’ll have to, or we’ll go to war”.

V stretches a little “Now what?” she asks as Orta was inspecting the car, a total wreck, as he hears the question he looks at her “We head back, there’s the matter of tu recompensa, and also tenemos que hablar tú y yo, but not here… You good to drive?” the merc nods quietly as Orta whistles loudly getting the attention of his men “Nos vamos de regreso! Let’s go!” V headed to her bike, fortunately, it was parked outside the blast radius, which was a relief to her, she had just gotten it after all. As she saw the cars leave, she followed them.

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It wasn’t long until Orta was dropped off at his building. V parked her bike a block back and made her way to the building walking. The Valentinos were still leering at her, but they were also congratulating and thanking her for helping Gustavo Orta. As she made it to the apartment, she noticed there were a few Valentinos in the hallway, but none in the apartment proper. She made her way to the office where Orta was already waiting for her “So, where’s Martha?” she asks, Orta shrugs “I can’t guarantee that things with the 6th Street pendejos will cool off right away, so until I talk to Gunner, I moved her to a safe house, once things are good, I’ll bring her back to me” V nods as Orta goes through some files on his computer “You’ve been good to us, hermana. Ever since Jaquito took you in, you’ve been good to us, and after what you did today, No tengo palabras para agradecerte. Not only did you do it for the Valentinos, but you also did it for me, and for Martha, we’re very thankful” V smiles, nodding “I know you guys would have done the same for me” Orta leans against his chair “We would have… That said, I got a proposition for you, have a seat”.

Even if he wasn’t a corpo, Orta sure as hell acted like one sometimes. V sits in front of him “Your ripperdoc says Jaquito will make a full recovery, and his new upgrades have settled in” Orta announces, much to V’s relief “He’ll be back on his feet in no time, and I’m sure you two will be ready to take more contracts and make more history real soon. Pero, quiero ofrecerte algo…” Orta was winding it, he wanted to offer something, but the way he was doing it suggested he knew the answer was more than likely a resounding no. “I want you and Jaquito to join the Valentinos, I know he was part of us, and he was in good standing with Campo, even if he’s in el bote. So we let him leave with the condition he occasionally does some jobs for us. And as for you? Well, it’s obvious Jaquito works his best when you’re around, I think if you two work together for the Valentinos, you’ll have a lot of eddies in no time, and your pick of apartments in Heywood, what do you say?”

V momentarily pictured herself as a Valentino. Inked up, with golden-plated chrome, and a huge tattoo of the naked virgin on her back. She didn’t hate it, but she felt it wasn’t really for her “Wow… Gustavo, I don’t know what to say” she starts “Then say yes” he replies, as he leans forward “You know this is good for you and Jaquito, you two will be on top in no time, and you won’t have to rely on fixers or independent contracts anymore” V felt silent momentarily, Gustavo’s eyes were on her, she finally sighs “You know I was a nomad for most of my life. We yearn for that freedom to do our thing our way, even if that means fewer eds or less stable work. There’s something to love about just being free. I can’t speak for Jackie, but I can speak for myself. I respect you, and I respect the Valentinos, but I don’t think that’s the right fit for me” Orta sighs, half expecting that answer, he finally nods “Disappointing, but no es inesperado. You are who you are, it’s hard to change that… I doubt Jaquito will join us if you don’t join, if that’s the case, I have another offer. We’ll give you first pickings on any contracts we may have with the conditions you don’t work against us” that put V in a tough spot, a client may have an issue with the Valentinos, put out a contract, and she would miss out on it. She sighs and shakes her head “I can’t do that either Gustavo, there are thousands of Valentinos in the city, someone is bound to have a problem with one of the shitheads, and that’s my livelihood we’re talking about” Gustavo groans, he was trying to make a deal work out “Fine, then whenever we need a special set of contracts that require your expertise, we’ll reach out to you or Jackie through Padre… In return, I only ask that you don’t take contracts that target me, Campo, or Martha”.

Those terms seemed more agreeable, and she nodded “Deal” she says as Orta breathes in relief, and he smiles at V “Now for the pleasure” he says as he wires V a significant amount of eds “Whoa… Whoa! Gustavo this is…” he waves her concerns off as he explains “You arrived just in time to help us when 6th Street ambushed us. You made sure Jaquito arrived safely at the ripperdoc, and you helped us, me, to deal with Frakes, you even put your ass on the line, literalmente, hermana” she stopped in her tracks, wait, did he see her? A brief grin appeared on Orta’s face “You worked your ass off to make this happen” he then points at his temple “Holo was up and running to make the ping work, hermana, I was listening in the whole time” V finally smirks, shaking her head “And did you like what you heard?” she asks as she stands up and approaches Orta “V, please wait… I’m with someone, you know that” he reminds her “Mhmm…” she purs “And that someone is tucked away in a safe house, right?” she places her hands on his thighs as he looks at her “You’re playing with fire, hermana” he says with a mischievous look in his face “Then let’s get burned” V replies.

They took the action to the living room, a comfortable and luxurious couch made with black synth leather, and a fantastic view of Heywood through a massive window, she was already on his lap, kissing him slowly and lustfully. Orta was a surprisingly kind lover, she had heard rumors that he used to be ruthless but ever since meeting Martha, he started to change. Maybe this was one of those many changes. Orta was mostly thin, which was surprising considering the relative ease with which he operated the rocket launcher earlier. And just like every other Valentino, his body was covered with tattoos, and all his chrome was gold-plated. She took his hands, placing them on her chest as she slowly grinds her hips against his lap. Orta quietly gasps and squeezes V’s tits, she pushed her leotard together, exposing herself to him, he reaches for her piercing nipples, and she moans to the touch “You like that, hermana?” he whispers as she leans forward, kissing him slowly again “I love it” she replies in her seductive tone, she feels his hardness below, she grins as she continues to grind against his lap “Do you like how that feels?” she asks him in return, Orta moans quietly “Don’t stop hermanita” she grins, taking his hands to her hips this time around. Her movements slowed down, giving him all the time to experience every feeling and sensation, she leans forward again, moaning in his ear, biting his earlobe softly, he trails his hands to V’s round ass, sinking his fingers in it, feeling his touch she moans into his ear again “Amo tu culo, V” he says in a moan, she sits straight, looking at him “It’s yours, papi”. He pulls the minuscule string of the leotard up, she felt it go up her generous ass and her anxious pussy, parting her lips, she moans again, getting completely wet, looking at Orta with lust in her eyes.

He had finally gotten rid of his pants, and had V turned around, giving her back to him and facing the window, she was now having her plump ass resting on his lap. His hard cock was rubbing against her cheeks, and she loved the feeling of having a hard rock pressing against her. Orta went for her ear, licking it. His right hand grabbed V’s breast, fondling it tightly, and his left hand trailed down to her anxious pussy, she instinctively spread her legs to allow him better access, his touch caused her to moan again, and looking over her shoulder at him, she stuck her tongue out, Orta, understanding the signal, engaged in a lustful and slow kiss, feeling her warmth envelop him. His hand kept toying with V’s cunt as she grew more and more aroused “Estás muy mojadita…” he moans, feeling the wetness build up, she looks at him “And you are so hard… I can feel you on my ass…” he reaches for V’s pierced hood, teasing her, she felt a surge through her whole body, making her pant which only encouraged Orta to tease her even more. “W-wait… G–Gustavo…” he forces another kiss upon her as he slides two fingers inside of her, the intrusion causes her to climax and moan into the kiss, but Orta didn’t stop there and kept finger banging her until she started to squirm, her muffled kiss turned lustful. Her face was flushed, she was burning up, and she wanted more.

“Mámala” he orders as V was laying face first on the couch, Orta’s cock just an inch or less from her face, she looks up at him, he was as aroused or more than she was, he gently taps her face with his cock and rubs it a little “Mámala, hermanita…” he orders again, although it sounded more like him pleading than ordering. V moved her hand to his ballsack, fondling it gently, which caused him to rest his head against the seat, V gently licked Orta’s balls, occasionally sucking them all while looking directly at him. He sucked air through his teeth, as he looked down “V, please…” that was him pleading, and that drove V wild, she reached out to his shaft and started to slowly stroke it “Ah, mierda!” he moans, subconsciously thrusting his hips as she stroked him, stopping enough to make him wait in anticipation, she slowly slides his cock into her mouth “Oh, mierda, V!” he moans as she takes him in, slowly, feeling every inch of his meat slide into her throat, He started to puff as his hips thrust slowly, his hands went to the back of V’s head, she took his cock out as she gasped for air “Los huevos… Los huevos…” he pleads, completely lost in his lust “Please, hermanita…” she grins, licking his rock hard shaft, working her way down to his ballsack again.

Gustavo was hopelessly turned on and under the complete control of V, but he was loving every second of it, he was addicted to her touch, and how she tickled all the right spots. She gently sucked on his balls, her eyes set on his, and he rested his head against the seat again, the erotic image firmly burned into his brain. She kept sucking him off, occasionally stroking his shaft. V then grins and pins Orta to the couch, without saying a word, she gets on top of him and slides his cock into her mouth. Her dripping pussy was less than an inch away from his face and it was hypnotic, he reached out to V’s ass, grabbed it, and pulled her to his face, as he slid his tongue into V’s slit.

She moaned while sucking on his cock, but he didn’t stop there, he started sliding his finger inside her. “Oh fuck! Gustavo!” V moans seductively, grinding her hips against him “Don’t fucking stop!” this only encouraged him further, he loved how V felt, but he also loved how V sounded when she was about to climax. And just as he was thinking how much he enjoyed having her like that, V squirted all over his face. The warm torrent was exhilarating to him, not wasting any time, V got off of him and started kissing him lustfully, mixing her drool with the fluids on his face.

“Do you want to fuck my ass?” V asked, more than aware that Gustavo was still terribly hard “S-si…” stammered Orta “Quiero coger tu culo, hermanita…” he sat on the couch, and V slowly descended on his shaft, he moaned feeling every inch going in, the tight fit almost made him cum right there and then “Oh, mierda! No mames…!” he was breathing heavily, until V finally say on his lap, his entire length now inside her “Bet Martha doesn’t let you do this” she teases as Gustavo gasps, causing an unexpected reaction in him “N-no… No le gusta, she doesn’t like it” V starts to move slowly, making him squirm, she reaches for his hands and places them on her tits “Come on Gustavo, fuck my ass! Fill me up”! he squeezes her tits as he starts to move, the tight fit made him slow down, if he moved fast, he wouldn’t last, and he wanted to enjoy as much as he could.

V starts to pant, seeing her reflection in the window. Her legs were completely spread, and she was being impaled by Gustavo Orta. Her face was flushed and she was sweating all over the place. She moved with him, which caused him to whimper “Oh fuck, hermanita!” he pants, as V continues to grin “You like my ass, Gustavo?” she asks in a seductive tone “S-si! Y-you know this already” she grins again “You think it’s bigger than Martha’s?” Orta gasps, feeling about to climax “Oh mierda, V!” he whimpers again “I didn’t hear you, Gustavo… Is my ass bigger than Martha’s? Do you like mine better?” she loved feeling his hands all over her tits, but she also loved finding this vice of his and exploiting it. She picked up the pace “Oh fuck! S-si! Tu culo es mejor que el de Martha!” he whimpers as his hands were now on V’s hips, slowly trailing to her ass “Do I fuck you better than Martha?” she asks again, she was even playing with her tits as Orta’s hands were on her hips “S-si! Coges mejor que Martha! Ah! Hermana!” she picked up the pace again, her plump ass going up and down and bouncing on Orta’s cock, V moaned loudly, looking over her shoulder "Every time you fuck Martha, you'll think of me, and remember this night" she felt his cock getting somehow harder, moaning more and more until he inevitably blows his load inside her, causing her to squirt with a scream. She felt Orta’s hot cum filling her up, and she turned to look over her shoulder one more time, to force one more kiss from him.

Orta had allowed V to use his bathroom to clean herself up. The stream of water felt especially good after that incredibly hot session she had just shared with him. He had invited her to spend the night, but she didn’t want him to think this was more than just two people caught in the moment and fucking each other’s brains out, She knew how Valentino bosses, and Cartel bosses for that matter, operated. They had an official girlfriend or wife, and half a dozen side chicks, and that’s not what she wanted for herself.

As V exited the luxurious bathroom, Orta was already waiting for her “Are you sure I can’t convince you to spend the night, hermana?” he asks one more time, and just like the previous six times, V said no. “I appreciate your offer, Gustavo, but I should get going, I’ll need to check on Jackie and then decide what our next move is gonna be… But thank you” she then grins “Maybe some other time”.

Needless to say, she knew better than to say anything of what just had happened. If anyone found out she was fucking Gustavo Orta on the side, a new wave of attacks could happen, and maybe even a civil war if Martha ever found out. As she got on her bike and started it, she got a message from Viktor. “The procedures were a success, we’re moving Jackie to his mom’s house, drop by tomorrow morning”. V smiled to herself, she would make her way to her apartment, catch some sleep, and then head to Mamá Welles’s place.
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