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Middle of the Night	By : DarkTiamat Category: +G through L > Halo Views: 11674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Halo, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Middle of the Night
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This fiction was so fun to write and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
It’s Halo fan-fiction combined with my sick mind.

WARNING: if you do not like Hunters and Threesome love with a random creature, I don’t suggest reading this. If you read it anyway and don’t like it, please refrain from horrible reviews, just press the back button and move on.
Aside from that, thank you for reading!
Lightning flashed across the heavens as rain thundered down upon the land below. The rainforest leaves seemed to have crooked grins as they were illuminated by flickering light. This forest was a scary place to be in the middle of the night, but Master Chief was far more intent on getting back to camp than to be uneasy of shadows. Half a kilometer back, the chief left a squad of Covenant in their blood which had unfortunately depleted his remaining ammunition. Now all he had was a half charged plasma rifle, and a dinky plasma pistol.
He only hoped he wouldn’t have to deal with others this night.

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Trailing the human for a good chunk of the night was a bit tedious, but he felt it necessary. His hulking form normally meant for crashing through hordes of enemies, was forced to be stealthy. Had it not been for the rain, he didn’t think he would have been able to pull it off. Deiga Shii Kodas was his name, and he was a Hunter.
Rain continued to pelt down through the canopy above and made the ground muddy. The forest seemed like a place of hell during this storm, plants and shadows made crude demons, claws outstretched to take the next victim. Yet he felt welcome here, only because this was his home. He was used to traversing through the forest because he hunted here.
Suddenly the human stopped.
He halted in his heavy tracks, mud sucking at his feet. He crouched down low, peeking between the spidery leaves of a large fern. The human seemed frozen, its head moving only a few times before it bolted and disappeared from sight.
He inwardly cursed, but did not dare move from his hiding place. This proved to be a major problem, he didn’t want to move from his place, the human was smart and he had a gut feeling it somehow knew he was there.

Twenty minutes, and yet there was still no sign of the human.
It was time he headed back home, it was late, and he had raw meat in a small leather-like bag, a prize from a successful hunt far before he began following the human. Still partly crouched he made his way through the forest, water running down his massive form and washing his body free of mud.

It was not long before Deiga found himself in the open. The trees had completely ended, and in front of him stood a massive rock wall, the trees continuing at the top. He continued forward, lightning illuminating a cave mouth slightly hidden by a large collection of boulders. He always found his body had trouble getting through the cave mouth, though as he continued down the length, the cave became much larger. The walls themselves were smoothed right down, sparkling with their own life even in this dull light. He kicked a small rock to the side of the cave as he walked through; a warmth beginning to prick at his skin. As Deiga continued, a red glow reflected off the cave walls and soon he was met with two silken sheets hung from the cave ceiling. Pushing through, he entered the cavernous room. Endless amounts of wax candles burned on ledges, puffy red cushions were strewn across the ground in a sea of blankets. Incense burned, and brilliant patterns were stitched into fabric that hung down from the ceiling. Walking over to the far left of the room, he watched a small fire burn in a pit. Large pillows, large enough for even him were gathered around the fire. Reaching over he grabbed himself a flat rock to put his hunting prizes on.
Hearing water droplets he turned to look over to a large body of water. It was a pool created by rainwater that found its way in, and in this dull red light; the water looked black.
“I was going to come out and look for you…”
“It is still not safe for you to wander out there alone. It is best if you send my bond brother.”
Before him stood a small soft, orange creature with white that ran from her chin, cheeks, down her chest and rounded breasts to her tail tip. Brown hair hung to her shoulders with a slight flip to their tips, and bangs split down the middle to frame her face. Kneeling down he placed the small bag on the ground next to the flat rock slab. He watched her curiously as she ran her white claws through her wet, brown hair, two curved orange horns poking out. With a shudder, water flicked off her form and she approached him, stepping lightly on the rock floor. He reached out towards her, his massive hand cupping the small of her back, pulling her towards him.
“I was worried…” she spoke softly, running her claws gently along his midsection.
A deep throaty chuckle resonated forth from him as he looked down to her, “I’m fine… I was following the human known as the demon…”
Her silver eyes went straight to his and he felt her body give a small shudder against his hand.
“I lost track of him… he went off in a different direction. He will not find the cave…” he nuzzled her gently with his giant head, careful not to hurt her, “do not worry my queen. My brother and I will protect you if he ever does.”
She nodded, “was your hunt successful?”
Shuffling back he sat himself on the giant sized pillow. Opening the small bag, he pulled out two small creatures, their heads crushed, “It seems the forest has been void of life since the covenant arrived…” he growled. Grabbing herself a combat knife (an object she stole a long time ago from the humans) she proceeded to skin the creatures with a smile, not caring that her delicate hands were covered in the crimson substance that seeped from the exposed meat.
“My brother.”
Turning around, Deiga spied a tall figure stepping out from a pile of pillows. Deep grey armour reflected the flickering candles as another hunter approached. Where the armour did not cover, orange sinewy skin could be seen.
“Jura Shii Kali, is this you just getting up?”
The small orange female gave a chuckle.
Jura nodded, plopping himself down on his own pillow, “Yes brother.”
“Lazy.” Deiga sneered.
“Our queen woke me up a few times.” Jura pulled the females tail lightly.
“I didn’t mean to the first time, you sink far in those pillows and I didn’t see the drop until last minute.” She began to chew on the raw meat, cut into cubes.
“You landed on my neck.” He rubbed the nape of his neck gingerly as his brother, Deiga snickered.
“It hurts because you were lying in the same position for half a day.” She popped another cube into her mouth. Jura gave a small snort and pushed her playfully as she attempted to sit comfortably on the corner of his pillow.

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The chief had a gut feeling and he decided to follow it and bolted. He hid himself well in the darkness and waited. Sure enough, he spotted movement. It was now his turn to follow, and follow he did. At first he wasn’t sure what it was, it was low to the ground and the plant life threw off the general shape. It wasn’t until the creature walked out into the open he saw that it was a hunter.
Interesting.
A calm, lone hunter was following him. For how long he wondered. With the rain hitting foliage, his motion sensor picked up every jumping leaf. No wonder he didn’t pick up on his stalker. The chief took note this Hunter was different. It didn’t sport the typical shield other Hunters had. It had grey armour, and it had a piece of material, much like a loin cloth covering its behind.
Curiosity got the better of the chief; even Cortana wanted him to check it out.
“Why would a hunter follow you, a lone one at that?”
The chief watched as the Hunter entered a cave, choosing to remain silent.
“Well you know how solitary hunters get when their partner is dead. Lose their partner and go nuts. It’s surprising that it didn’t attack you. Perhaps its partner isn’t dead. I don’t know, it just doesn’t make sense. Maybe it wasn’t following you, perhaps it was just a coincidence it was walking by.”
By this point, the Chief was ignoring Cortana and was making his way to the cave mouth. He paused for a few more minutes, listening (past Cortana’s droning) for any sign of the Hunter. The chief continued onward.
He found he was in darkness most the time, though he couldn’t feel the sudden warmth that wafted towards him. It wasn’t until he picked up on the red glow that he realized he was getting close.
He was met with two semi-transparent, silken sheets but he stopped here. There was throaty laughter from a huge cavern. The chief checked his weapons, just incase, and peered through the sheets. He took in a spectacular sight.
The cavernous room had a little bit of a smokey effect to the air from sweet smelling incense. Before him was a mountain of pillows with large indents where it looked as though bodies had been laying there. More laughs brought his attention to the far left.
There he saw not one hunter, but two. One was on the ground as the other laughed.
What was going on?
Suddenly a white and orange creature hopped up on the downed hunter.
“Watch out, Jura! She’ll get you!”
“My queen! You’re getting blood on me.”
“Guess this means I’ll have to get it off.”
A queen? The chief zoomed with his lens to get a better look, taking in all her appearance. She didn’t fit the profile of any covenant fighter which left him to wonder what she was. A capture was out of the question at the moment, so instead, the chief began to record.

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Tia was her name, a creature not known to man, and only known to the two hunters she managed to befriend. She leaned down on Jura’s midsection, licking slowly along his sinewy skin. The hunter shuddered.
“Stop teasing…”
Tia chuckled to herself, continuing her torture. Blood was lapped up by her warm, wet tongue. It was then she began to work her way down.
Jura sat up a bit, from beneath his loin cloth; something began to come to life.
Deiga watched with great interest, but his mind was at work. Soon he would join in on the fun that was beginning to brew
Tia, with her tail raised, picked the loin cloth aside to reveal Jura’s growing member. The thin, golden cock ring glowed against the fires light.
Stretching herself out on Jura’s body, she straddled his midsection and began to toy with him. Sliding her tongue along the palm of her hand and fingers, she grasped Jura’s raging hard on. She pumped her hands slowly, up and down his firming member. Jura allowed his head to rest back with a small moan. The femme smiled to herself as she continued to pump her hands up and down, the worms that create hunters, slowly moving under her touch as they translated the feeling into pleasure. She leaned in and began to massage the tip of his round head gently with her tongue. Tia allowed a soft moan to escape as she pleased her Hunter, as she imagined its lengths deep within her.
She then began to cup her lips around him, pushing down as her lips firmed. The more of his member she took into her mouth, the more she swirled her tongue around him. Her warm saliva mimicking the sweet nectar, in which could only be found past the folds between her legs. Her nostrils flared as his member became fully erect, the firm muscle making it difficult for her to take in just her mouth. It was then she decided to try something she hadn’t done often.
She took a few deep breaths as Jura’s hand found its way to her bottom and held her steady, squeezing when he felt a wave of pleasure hit him. Suddenly he gasped aloud which soon turned into a deep, throaty moan that echoed inside the cave. He felt his cock slide down into her throat, oh how he wanted to thrust so badly.
So bad he wanted to pound into her.
But he dare not move, his queen was in control, and he allowed her to make the moves. She kept her gagging in check, she had to. Though it was hard, for his massive size was causing her throat to really stretch. She slid him a few extra inches in, and when he slid out she took a breather. Again she slid him in.
With his free hand, Jura grasped a handful of the pillow, clenching it tightly as he strained to hold still.
Finally she couldn’t do it anymore and stopped, but she didn’t stop all together. She slid herself down between his legs. Licking her hands again, she used it as a little bit of lubricant and grabbed at his heavy pole, squeezing hard as she began to pump him once again.
He thrust a few times to the air, bucking her up as he did, but he couldn’t help it. His groaning moans continuously echoed. Tia took pride in being able to give Jura so much ecstasy. Leaning right down she slowed her pumping and Jura seemed to growl in protest, but that soon changed when she slid one of his balls straight into her mouth.
He jumped in surprise; this was something she had not done before.
He liked it.
She sucked at it like a jaw breaker and its size pretty much was. Saliva dripped down her chin but she didn’t care. Her teeth raked gently across his sensitive skin, causing him to take sharp, ragged breaths. She took her time; almost too painstakingly slow for Jura to handle. When she felt she had given his one ball enough attention, she popped the other one in, causing him to jump once again. Her tongue ravenously played across him, pushing hard, poking, prodding, sliding around it. Jura began to feel contractions wrack his body and Tia soon found it hard to keep his ball in her mouth as they began to tighten.
Suddenly a hand grasped at Tia from behind and a fat finger slipped between her silken folds. She hissed out of surprise and Jura’s ball popped out from her mouth, a trail of saliva clinging from her swollen lips.
She let out a soft moan as her hands clung to Jura’s member, Deiga’s finger making itself right at home in her depths. He explored along her wet walls, tickling her most sensitive areas. While he worked, Tia continued to work at Jura’s member, suckling at the base.
When satisfied, Deiga pulled out, Tia’s sex aroma attacking their sense of smell. Jura caught a whiff and groaned with pleasure, heightening his senses.
Deiga smelled the sticky substance directly, smearing a bit on his helmet. All he could smell was her, and before him her tail was raised, pink depths calling to him.
Tia screamed out, Deiga already had his head shoved past her silken folds, his speed completely catching her off guard. Jura even raised his head to see what happened.
What he saw was Deiga’s hulking form hunched behind their queen, his large hands holding her in place. Not allowing her to escape.
Jura understood what state Deiga was in. His bond brother was in his lustful mood, and nothing was going to stop him. Deiga began to rock his hips as Tia grimaced. It was painful, the Hunters knew they were supposed to take their time with her, but it seems this time Deiga could not keep himself under control. Each rocking motion sunk him in inch by inch, her flower taking in his goliath of a member. She grunted, her hold squeezing more on Jura, only pleasuring him further. Deiga began to moan for more of his length dove and finally, he reached the end. It was time to let loose.
Grabbing her a little tighter, he pushed her forward, his length leaving her entirely. He then pulled her against him once more. Their queen shouted out.
Her inner walls stretched to accommodate him as his head massaged her warm depths. Her tail curled up against his midsection, his hands now placed on either side of his brother, flat on the floor. He thrust into his queen like no tomorrow and each thrust brought a screaming moan from her. Tia’s nectar dripped out and smeared along her inner thigh as he worked her body.
The power behind his pumping member was immense; he had begun to push Tia’s body up along his brother’s member, her own body sliding up and down Jura.
“Ooooh…” Jura arched his back, his body building up to the throes of climax
Tia’s clit rubbed against Jura, causing her to grunt and hiss as the most powerful pleasure wracked her body intensely. Deiga chuckled in a dark manner as he saw the little creature bounce, his brothers cock head parting her breasts.
Tia attempted to cling to Jura as she began to climax. For Jura, her screams were enough to bring him to his ending point. Thick, orange seed splashed across his midsection and along Crazy’s chest. It only got spread along the orange creature more from Deiga pushing her body.
Deiga witnessed it all and began to pump into her harder and faster, his breathing beginning to pick up. Their queens chest and stomach was lubed with thick cum, only causing her to slide even more, soon making her build up to her second orgasm.
Deiga groaned words of his own language before he finally let loose. His seed erupted into Tia’s depths, coating her inner walls in his thick love. He continued to thrust, spurting more into her causing it to seep and bubble from her folds. His cum poured onto his brother. Jura did not mind at all.
Strength waning, Deiga grunted to continue. He wanted to take Tia to her last climax; but just didn’t have the energy
Her body slumped against Jura, Tia felt Deiga pull himself free. The big male rolled off and looked at the mess they had all caused. Poor Tia was smeared in cum all down her underbelly and inner thighs.
Jura took her in his arms and stood, walking over to the water. Deiga joined his brother and queen, washing up.
As soon as they were finished, Jura took Tia to the mound of pillows and laid down, setting her alongside him. Deiga put the uneaten, cut up meat in the leather bag and put it out of the way. He went over to the pillows and flopped down next to his queen, where soon he fell fast asleep.

The chief hardly understood what he just witnessed. Nothing made sense.
He didn’t even understand the burning feeling he felt in his gut.
Turning on his heel he left the cave and made a b-line to camp.
Cortana suddenly had nothing to say.
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