Alina adjusted her useless combat jumpsuit, the thin fabric clinging to her full breasts and doing nothing to hide her plump nipples. Beside her, Kassia smirked, her own suit equally revealing as it hugged her curves. "Ready to kick some swine ass in that cyber-dump, or are you just here to distract me with those tits?" Kassia teased, her voice sharp and playful.
Alina laughed, tossing her blonde hair. "Please, brunette, my ass could outrun your wit any day. This mission's a cakewalk—scout the ruins, plant the beacon, back before the pig-men even sniff us." They moved through the neon-lit outskirts, tension simmering from years of fighting side by side. Kassia bumped her hip against Alina's. "Admit it, the way you swing that rifle gets me horny. All that sweat and panting after a fight?"
"Horny? You're the one staring," Alina shot back, eyes gleaming. "My pussy's focused on survival, not your dripping fantasies." The banter heated as they ducked into an abandoned tower for cover. Kassia leaned close, her breath warm. "Survival's boring without a little fun. Feel how hard my heart's racing? Or is that your cock-obsessed brain talking?" Their hands lingered, turning playful touches into lingering caresses. Alina's fingers traced Kassia's waist. "Witty as ever. But if we're doing this, no submission—I'm riding you first."
Kassia pulled her into a kiss, tongues dancing with witty retorts between breaths. "Deal, blonde. But my fingers in your wet pussy will have you panting my name." Clothes peeled away, revealing their toned bodies glistening. Alina pushed Kassia against the wall, sucking a plump nipple while Kassia moaned, "Fuck, your mouth's better than your aim." They sank to the floor, hands exploring—Alina's fingers sliding into Kassia's dripping pussy, curling to make her gasp and buck. "Witty comeback now?" Alina grinned. Kassia retaliated, spreading Alina's ass and licking her clit until she was soaking and swearing. "Harder, warrior—make me cum before the swine arrive."
They switched, Alina straddling Kassia's face for a grinding 69, tongues lapping wet folds as fingers thrust deep. "Your cock fantasies are cute, but this pussy's all mine," Kassia panted between licks. Sweat slicked their skin, bodies rocking in rhythm, building to shattering orgasms—Alina came first, thighs trembling, juices dripping down Kassia's chin, then Kassia followed with a cry, clenching around Alina's tongue. They collapsed panting, kissing softly. "Mission's still on, but that was better than any briefing."
As they redressed, a faint hum echoed from deeper ruins. Kassia winked. "Trap or not, we've got each other's backs—and more."
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