ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?
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Wrote for fun and enjoyment. All chracters are rights of Ren Pics, I do not own them in any way.
Rated: NC-17
Are you afraid of the dark?
It was in the late of night Sarge couldn't seem to rest all the memories, and feelings came rushing back the death of Jake, the loss of Angel. She aroused to the occasions of the adrenaline rush. She took of her rubber suit of armor laid it on the threshold of her boarding bed. She had nothing better to do then workout she thought. As she headed towards the back she heard sobs of cries coming form the corridor on the end. She turns and grabs the silk like stretchy an rubbery pants. After putting them back on she then rounded the corner, "IDENTIFY YOURSELF?" Cleo jumps from the far side with tears in her eye's "Cleo Dam it I could have killed you!" Cleo looks at her eye's wide an red with fury and puffiness, tears floating down her cheeks. "Why didn't you?! Well here I am Sarge Im not much so why don't you just go ahead. You wanted to do this for a long time." Sarge eye's the bright eyed blond for a moment then say's, "Cleo what is wrong with you did you fall off your bed again?" Sarge turned her gauntlet off, then when a slight movement of the eye's she caught the despair in Cleo's. It was too much for Sarge to deal with she wanted to touch Cleo like she had never wanted to do anything more. But she was Sarge and Sarge doesn't go for the mushy stuff, but her heart clung to the longing part of her an Cleo was very attractive. So much it even turned Sarge on completely.
Her eye's said enough for her, "Cleo Im not going to kill you. I never have wanted to kill you. Not since your betrayer died, maybe I have been a little hard on you. But you got to see. . . " Cleo bounced up immediately to catch the word a little from Sarge, "A little, damn it Sarge you damn well near wanted to take of my head. No I am not perfect, Hell no I am not a fighter like you. But I am a team member why wont you treat me like a friend, or you could just give me a little slack here?" Sarge gave her a suspicious look then say's, "Ok Fine, I have been more than just a little rude an harsh. Even cruel but I think theirs a lot more at steak here then what you have encounter in the last few months. Im not perfect either Cleo, but I do care about you." Cleo looked up and everything came in view Sarge looked wonderful at night. So much it really gave Cleo a second glance at looking at her. The look of concern swept Sarge's face, something Cleo hadn't seen come from her friend since they found her double. ‘Sarge a softy. Nah.' Cleos' thoughts closed her mind over to any incoming words from Sarge, until Sarge said the words Cleo didn't really want to hear. "Besides you're great with the humor part any way." Cleo eyes' her with the unsympathetic look on her face as she begins to cry even harder. Cleo turns herself away from Sarge, then she takes off running past Sarge through the holographic door it was even darker out there then it was in the lab.
"What? What now? Damn it Cleo! Come on." Sarge ran after her with just one gauntlet on her left arm was cover with just a small shield, laser and heat sensor. Cleo had jumped down the shaft this time it was more cries than just screaming as she floated down the shaft Sarge had caught up to with a loud voice Sarge said, "Cleo!" Cleo looked up behind her then she turn back trying to push herself further. Cleo had left her gauntlets back at the lab. She just felt so unwanted she missed everything and everyone. This day and time wasn't right for her besides that Sarge hated her and only liked her humor. But Cleo couldn't get away from the overly athleticism of this woman, she was way to strong and experienced. She floated down with her rocket books catching her by the waist, the shapely arm with the strongest biceps caught around Cleo's waist. Cleo couldn't seem to breath Sarge held to her tight, she swung into and unexcepted level darker than others she had ever seen, but it would have to do. After swinging inside Cleo opened her eye's to the darkness, Sarge hadn't let her go this time. She still had a firm grip on her, Sarge had just got the web back in her gauntlet. Sarge looks around as Cleo say's, "Well are you going to let go of me." Sarge looked down with surprising results that she hadn't let go of Cleo yet. "Oh! Sorry." Sarge didn't want to let go afraid of what could be lurking in that darkness, then it was just the feeling she had when holding her. Cleo walks away hurt that Sarge would even dare answer a request of being let go of. It was the total opposite for Cleo, she wanted Sarge to hold her ‘Am I that so hard to read.'Cleo thought as she walks away.
Sarge looked at the cold shoulder Cleo was giving her, "Look Cleo I am sorry if whatever I said, Maybe I chose the wrong words." Cleo turns to her then gives her the most hurtful look inside her eye's that seem to tug at Sarge's soul. "Your sorry you should be. You got a good thing with humor (imitating Sarge precisely). I am not a jester for the team here Sarge." Sarge watched Cleo taring herself away further from her, Sarge stayed behind her as close as possible. "Cleo I didn't mean it like that. I just thought it sounded good to say." Cleo moved even further away trying to keep a better distance between them, but Sarge would inch back up behind her. "Just leave me alone Sarge you have done enough!" Sarge looked around almost as if she could sense something it was coming around the corner as Cleo kept babbling. Sarge grabs her by the waist and mouth pulled her and tucked inside the deepest darkest corner their was. Her body pressed firmly against Cleos', as the mutant round the corner checking to see what noise he was hearing. After he left Cleo pulls at Sarge's hand off her mouth while looking into Sarge's eyes'. Sarge was studying the movement more carefully, Cleo gently whispers as her cheek was almost against Sarges'. "Why don't you shoot him?" Sarge looked at her sarcastically then whisper back, "Why because I don't enough shield protection with me, besides I have only one laser what if they are more of them then what?" Cleo stares into Sarge's deep brown eye's for a moment and caught the same from Sarge. Sarge took her eyes' away then looked for anymore movement in the dark. Cleo was into the touch of Sarges' body pressed so hard against hers. The touch of her fingertips around her waist, slowly Cleo ran her hand over Sarge's arm that held it's firm grip around her. Sarge looked at Cleo in that second of time as Cleos' the soft tips of her fingers caressed her strong forearm.
Cleo looked back at Sarge as Sarge looked back away from her glance, Cleo then gently nudged her nose against Sarges' neck with a soft subtle touch of it slowly moving up and down the curve of Sarge's neck. Sarge closed her eye's awaiting for something. Cleo's soft moist lips gently kissed her neck, as Cleo moved to accommodate the embrace she turn to Sarge, holding her in her arms. "Cleo we shouldn't be doing this." Sarge whimpered in delight with the feeling of her soft dedicate body pressed evenly with her hard body. Cleo gently kissed up the curve of her neck against Sarges' cheek slowly closer to her earlobe with every inch. Sarge could feel her tongue so softly with each longing kiss, while Cleo gave in to Sarge and her touch. Sarge griped Cleos' sides roughly pulling her into herself more as she hits her back against the dark damped wall. Cleo looks at her then say's, "Sarge take it easy I am not a barbell!" Sarge gasp looking into the young blonds face, "Sorry. . . What's a Barbell?" Cleo looks at her strangely for a moment. Then she gently ran her hands down Sarge's shoulders, looking narrowly into Sarge's eye she say's, "Some kind of weight lifting thingy. I learned off of this video tape. Which now come to think of it you sort of favor the woman on the tape. I think her name was Vicki Rat. No Pratt! Any relations." Sarge looked at Cleo for a moment then she begin her own extensive search on Cleo's neck. She let's out some steamy breath of hot air that almost scorched Cleo's neck but aroused her in so many way's as she say's, "Nun huh! I don't think so." Cleo closed her eye's and bit her lip. She then realized Sarge was right what are they doing, She turned away to the side of Sarge then say's, "Your right! We shouldn't be doing this!" Sarge looked at her with such a sad face then she leans back against the cold wall still one arm around Cleo's back. She looks at her then Cleo looks into her eye's as Sarge say's, "Now you tell me."
Cleo couldn't help how she felt inside, she was hot, and what she said was cold. Then she grazed her fingertips over the contours of Sarge's abbs, It was way to much for Sarge to handle. She pulled Cleo closer then Cleo gently kissed Sarges' bottom lip, tugging it slowly, then moving to cover their lips Sarge thrusting her mouth to widen Cleos'. Their tongues duel for more than 10 minutes of a very passionate kiss. Cleo was touching Sarge's sides with just her fingertips. Sarge moaned in he rough voice Cleo whimpers back with the feel of Sarge's hand on her thigh, moving up under her mini skirt she wore. Another sound came from the entrance way, Sarge stopped an pulled form Cleo for a moment, still holding her in her arms. "What the. . .?" Sarge looked inside the darkness as Cleo lays her head on Sarge's shoulder gently kissing her neck. She gave her cybernetic eye a glance for whatever went bump was going to pay. She saw a shadow, a shadow! Not in the dark you can't see shadows or can you? She looked at Cleo gently teasing her breast softly stroking the side of it, Sarges' heart began to beat faster breathing a bit more harder. Maybe it was just tricks of the mind she was lost with Cleo at this point and really didn't care about anything maybe it was just working on her head. She pulled Cleo more closely then began the kiss again, but Cleo pulls away. "Cleo, I know you want too. What's to stop us now?" Cleo looked away then she looks back into her eye's, "What about Hel she won't know where we are. I worry about her sometimes." Sarge smiled knowing Cleo had a big heart, "Hel's a big girl she can take care of herself. Besides she has Mauser with her she can do without us right now." Cleo then gave in to the awaited kiss that Sarge had planed. There was a small table next to the wall they were against made out of boxes, removed their clothing. Inch by inch every taste of each other skin, licking kissing embracing their bodies. Cleo started her run on Sarge first. Her lips melting on her tight skin, on every muscle, suckling each nipple. Rubbing her hands between her thighs. Sarge girted her teeth in ecstasy, trying to keep from not screaming, Cleo moved her fingers inside of her slowly, as the twisting of the tips got faster Sarge felt the burning need for her to do more. Cleo made her searching end between Sarge's thighs. Cleo teased softly biting driving Sarge insane with pleasure. She shutter in Cleo's hands, Sarge grabbed her by the shoulders then rolled her over. Sarge began her run with her lips against Cleo's body. Cleo moan Sarge kissed her lips before she got louder.
She whispered on Cleos' lips and said, "Shhhhh!" She kissed Cleo's nipples softly giving a small lick to each, she bit easily. Cleo groaned in the back of her throat. Sarge ran her rough hands against Cleo's body Cleo closed her eyes' and bit harder on her lip as Sarge's fingers found her very intimate spot. The touch made her burn until she was wet with desire. Sarge move between Cleo's thighs as she kissed inside them sucking, and licking. It went on like this for hours that it felt. They soon put their clothes back on looked at each other with such a sigh of relief. Cleo moved closer to Sarge as Sarge touched Cleo's stomach. "Cleo that was. . .well. . .it was. . ." Cleo looked at Sarge and smiled knowing Sarge wasn't great with words she kissed her lips, "I know I loved it too." Sarge closed her eye's then she opened them slowly, "You want to do this more often then sweet cheeks." Sarge said as she awaited a reply from Cleo. "Yeah, I think we should. But lets talk first." Sarge rolled her eye's she hated talking. But didn't mind as long as Cleo knew she probably wouldn't stay awake for all of it. Cleo hugs her, then Sarge takes her hand. They leave the level back to the lab to have a long talk.
Now Who's afraid of the Dark?
THE END!
