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Samus' Heavenly Bounty	By : JustS Category: +S through Z > Super Smash Brothers Views: 54938 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any element of Super Smash Bros, Metroid, Kid Icarus or Nintendo. I do not make money from this.

Chapter List
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Consider this one a deleted scene from the main story. It's set towards the end of chapter four- if you've read that you'll know where I mean. It's an interesting idea and (I hope) a good scene, it just didn't fit in the primary arc of the story that I wanted to tell (if you consider these things stories). Enjoy!
Bonus Chapter: The Morning After
Samus hazily opened her eyelids. Warm, pleasant feelings from her blissful sleep lingered. Her vision slowly adjusted to the dimly-lit room. Her other senses also began to rouse.
Lying on her right side, she was aware of a warm, solid body against her own. She closed her eyes again, a smile creeping across her lips as she recalled last night.
Their naked, intertwined bodies rested on top of the bed sheets. The side of her head was resting against a pillow. Breathing softly in slumber, Pit's head was nuzzled against her breasts.
Her left hand rested on top of his head, her fingers spread through his unruly brown hair. His left hand was resting on her hip and her left leg was crooked and laying across his lower limbs.
She sighed softly, leisurely enjoying the position she found herself in. She lightly stirred, her fingers gently clawing his hair and her leg rubbing against his.
He took in a loud inward breath, expelling a long exhale as he begin to wake. He looked up to her face, his drowsy, barely cognisant expression looking super cute to her.
'Good morning.' She said in a hushed tone, a tender smile upon her lips.
He mustered a meagre smile in a response, his heavy-lidded eyes scarcely responding. He then let out a sleepy groan, stretching out his slim body right down to his toes. At the same time, he puffed out his large white wings.
As his skin bristled against hers, she noticed that something had been stiffly pressing against inner left thigh.
After his big, satisfying stretch he relaxed again, this time making his right feathery wing drape over both their bodies, as if it was hugging her. Samus liked that.
They both felt like they could stay like this for hours. Samus was not one to while away the whole day in bed though, especially when they both could do with showers after last night.
Eventually she spoke up, albeit softly, though not to her angel lover.
'Computer, raise lights, morning setting.'
The ship's computer made an acknowledging chirp and the room's illumination gradually increased. It was now bright enough to see but not so strong to be uncomfortable on the eyes.
'Computer, activate shower, temperature: hot.'
The ship chirped again. The sound of running water was now emanating from in her en-suite bathroom.
'Go and get cleaned off, you.' She said, kissing him on the forehead.
Reluctantly, he slowly pulled away from her, groggily getting up from the bed. He lazily walked towards the adjoining bathroom. Samus watched his naked form, particularly his sweet little ass, as he walked away.
He stepped through the automatic door into the compact room. It had a very similar aesthetic to the bedroom and the rest of the ship, being clean, simple and designed to maximise the inherently limited space of the gunship.
The shower cubicle stood in the corner taking up about a quarter of the floor space, being a little bigger than Pit expected. Warmth and steam was radiating from the hot stream of water inside.
The angel pressed the button beside the cubicle door, making it slide open. Stepping inside, the door swiftly closed behind him. He moved under the large shower head which was suspended from the left wall, feeling its hot, stimulating flow impacting his cool body.
He let the jetting, cleaning H20 pour all over him for a good few seconds, letting it soak his hair and wings, and wet his skin. He was about to survey the cleaning products on the shelf to his left when the door slid open again. He was surprised when Samus stepped inside though he wasn't displeased at seeing her beautiful body before him again.
She smiled lightly and sweetly as she saw both mild surprise and a familiar nervous awe on his face, looking upon his own glistening, uninhibited form.
There was barely enough room for the couple to stand apart in the cubicle, even when they were stood with their backs against the opposing walls. Pit wondered how they would both be able to get a sufficient wash at the same time.
Stepping slightly forward, she reached past him and pulled out a secondary shower head attached to a hose-like tube. She pressed a button and it also began to stream out hot water.
She stood back against her wall, holding the nozzle up in her right hand so it aimed at her neck and upper body. Pit watched transfixed as the crystal clear liquid streamed onto her supple womanly body, landing about her neck, shoulders and breasts before cascading down over her stomach, thighs and legs.
He stood stock still under the main shower head, making no attempt to clean himself as he watched her. She moved the nozzle upward, showering her face and hair.
When she moved it away, she reopened her eyes to see him staring at her, mesmerised.
Samus almost chuckled as her lips creased into a wider smile. She wondered if that awe-filled look of arousal on his face would ever get boring.
Her expression changed to a playful, naughtier one as she locked gazes with him. She then moved the shower nozzle back over her chest, feeling the heat and pressure of the water trail between, around and over her breasts.
She then ran her free left hand sultrily up her left flank, brushing over the side of her breast and then up her neck. Her fingers and palm then went back to her hillock, letting out a teasing moan and she began to caress herself. The water ran over her digits and forehead arm as she played with her glistening, pillowy mound.
Even without looking down, Pit knew that he'd been getting hard the moment she stepped in the shower. It was only now that he could feel water pattering on his protrusion that he realised that he was fully erect.
There was no way he could fight it, even if he wanted to, with this vision before him. The tall, naked beauty; strong, athletic yet voluptuous. Her radiant, supple skin wet and glistening. The seductive smile on her pink lips and the rosy sign of arousal on her cheeks. Her free, long blonde locks messy and soaking with water. Her body so close to his in this quite literally hot and steamy room. Her seductive toying with herself for his and only his pleasure. All of it was driving his natural masculine urges into overdrive.
He felt like he couldn't take any more, as if he was about to pounce on her.
Evidently, she couldn't stand to wait any longer either. Before he could do anything, she boldly stepped forward, claiming his lips. She kissed him hard, pushing him firmly against the wall behind him.
His arms and palms, along with his wings and back, went flat against the smooth, moist surface. Samus' left hand propped herself against the wall too, shortly joined by her right when she allowed the secondary shower head to drop to the floor.
Warm water continued to pour upon them from above, as the imposing blonde aggressively tongue-kissed her shorter lover. Their slippery bodies were pressed together, her legs positioned between his wider stance.
She could feel the underside of his thickness pressing against lower abdomen and crotch. She began to grind on it a little, rolling her hips slightly back and fourth.
They moaned and breathing heavily into each other's mouths. Both were getting a bit light-headed, what with the air being thick with steam and the hot, stimulating water rushing over their heads and upper bodies.
Samus broke off their heady make out session, pausing to briefly lock eyes with him in a steely manner.
Then she pulled back, turning her whole body away from him. Reaching back with her left hand, she took hold of his solid arousal. She widened her stance, bent her knees and leaned her upper body forward. With her posterior now angled in a more upward manner, she shuffled back towards him.
Before Pit could wrap his mind around this whole manoeuvre, he found his length already being pressed inside her snug, sodden pussy once more.
Samus slid down his entire shaft, her toned yet soft ass cheeks pressing against his abdomen. No sooner did she feel his thick sex filling her own, she began bounce up and down on him; repeatedly springing lightly upon her knees, rolling her hips and bending her lower back.
Pit exhaled a groan through gritted teeth as his throbbing, tingling sex was squeezed in and out of her pussy. While his left arm remaining propped against the wall, he grabbed her right hip in his right hand, aiding her thrusts against him.
Something about the hot water pouring over them made this shower cubicle encounter a different kind of incredible to last night. Maybe it was the temperature, maybe it was the steam-thick air, maybe it was the stimulation of the hot liquid.
Whatever the factors at play, it felt like Samus' pussy was squeezing and sucking at his sex more powerfully then ever, making it hard for him not to lose his mind with each of her backwards drives.
Their breathes came heavily in the thick atmosphere. Sodden flesh slapped together and water lightly squelched between them. The pattering of droplets around and upon them drowned out any and all other sounds.
Soon, Samus grew tired of this position. She might have been a toned, super-athletic bounty hunter but certain joints and muscles were really starting to ache. She stopped her motions and moved forward, allowing Pit's rod slip from her core. She swiftly turned around to face him, placing firm hands on his shoulder and hip.
'Sit down.' She instructed.
Pit complied immediately and unquestioningly, gingerly descending to the cubicle floor.
'Cross your legs.'
He did this too, the shower water getting in his eyes as he looked up at her. His erection sat proudly pointing upwards.
Samus got down on her knees, straddling his lap with a wide stance. She flicked her long, soaking locks back and out of her downward view as she attempted to align his still-eager sex with her own with her right hand.
With her left arm hooked around his neck and gripping his left shoulder blade, she pulled their bodies closer. Feeling his head brush against her nether lips, she promptly lowered herself, pushing his shaft back inside herself.
Pressing her weight down on top of his lap she swiftly welcomed all of his hard, slick rod within. Her big toned legs, still resting on their shins and bent knees, squeezed him around the thighs, hugging his hips as she fully straddled him. She wrapped both arms around his shoulders and neck, his hands naturally finding their way to her wide, curvy hips.
Their tongues and mouths found each other once more as Samus began to roll those hips, sensually grinding their interlocked sexes together.
Pit found this incredible, having his older lover wrapped around him yet on top of him. Even sitting in the shallow water that had collected at the bottom of the shower didn't dampen the pleasurable effects.
Samus broke off their wild, sloppy kissing as she started to lightly bounce on her knees, springing up and down on his shaft. Pit aided her as best he could with his slippery grips on her curves, though the thin-layer of water across their bodies made her animalistic motions easy enough.
She quickly increased the might and the pace of her bouncing drives, the force of them visibly rippling across their bodies and sending stronger wavelets through the water around them. Her proud, soft breasts brushed against his upper torso with every vertical drive, her arousal-swollen nipples periodically prodding into his flesh.
Pit began to buck his hips forward in time with her downward thrusts, further increasing the awesome pleasure of this position. Samus responded by uttering an approving moan, gripping him more tightly around the shoulders and driving even harder against him.
Soon, Pit perceived her lusty, deep breaths strongly upon his ear. Her body was driving and writhing faster and more desperately against his than ever before. It seemed like she was close to her climax.
Inspired by her impending release and her frenzied and thoroughly erotic sounds and motions, Pit felt his own crescendo begin to stir deep within him.
A long series of low moans began to leave his own lips as he began to thrust his hips forward more fiercely, feeling the tide of raw pleasure rushing ever closer to the surface. He gripped her back roughly with his palms and forearms, pulling her torso even tighter to his own.
Wildly, loudly yet wordlessly they continued, their wet bodies rutting against one and other as warm water continued to torrent.
Finally, after what felt like minutes of heady, breakneck bucking and thrusting, Samus climaxed. Pit felt her whole body tighten as she drove down on his manhood for the last time. Her loud, powerful exclamation of ecstasy vibrated from her body to his through touch and air, echoing in the narrow surroundings. She clutched and squeezed him tightly with seemingly all of her muscles quivering from the pleasure.
Pit ceased suppressing the relentless tide of his own climax, grunting hard as he was overwhelmed with white hot pleasure. He pressed his head into her shoulder as his hips bucked one final, powerful time just as his sex spasmed vigorously, spurting its angelic substance inside her.
Clutching each other tightly, their naked, intertwined forms trembled from their combined climax. Water continued to shower down upon them. Their chests heaved together, allowing the free flow of oxygen back into their respective lungs. Samus could feel him pumping his warm substance within her.
Eventually, the heady climactic sensations began to fade, their bodies relaxing. Pit's flow trickled off, his exhausted member starting to wane.
Loosening her grip around his neck and shoulders, Samus pulled her upper body back. She looked Pit in the eyes, a fatigued, satisfied expression on her face. He too had a similar spent yet buzzed look on his youthful features.
She leaned in, slowly and affectionately taking him in another kiss.
As their lingering afterglows started to fade away, she broke off their kissing session, resting her forehead against his.
'We should take a proper shower now.' She said softly.
They both smiled, holding each other in this position for a few more leisurely seconds.
Eventually and reluctantly, she groggily climbed off of him and stood up. She helped him to his feet, the couple now both feeling the the various aches in their fatigued joints and muscles.
They proceeded to clean themselves, watching one and other but not helping. Though they were both spent from their deeply satisfying clinch, Samus decided that they shouldn't risk arousing each other again otherwise they might never make it out of this shower.
Afterwards, they got dried off with some big white towels. Though Pit's fluttering of his wings shook a lot of the water loose, it was quite an effort to dry the feathery apertures off.
Though both were tempted by the sight of one and other showering and now towelling themselves off, both managed to resist their urges and eventually got dressed.
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