Regroup

We arrive back at my place with more questions than we had when we left. I wish I could have gotten more. I should have checked his mouth, but I mean... Come on. That's spy shit. Fictional spy shit at that. Whoever came up with it is a sick fucker. Lux sent the body to a contact of hers, we can't risk sending it to the precinct. I wouldn't be surprised if Frazier was a Purifier, he's enough of a prick.

"I'm going to take a shower, Master." Azure informs me, leaving me with Lux. I take a puff of my V-cig and pour myself a glass of whisky. Fuck it, I pour two, Lux has done enough recently to at least earn a drink. I take the glasses over to the sofas and leave one in front of her.

"So... How's the AI apocalypse in bed?" Lux asks me, a smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth. "Don't get me wrong, she's stunning, but doesn't she ultimately amount to a walking vibrator?" She jokes.

I feel my eye twitch in annoyance. "And yet, I'd still rather fuck her than you, does that tell you anything?" I snarl at her. I'll put up with her teasing all day in exchange for her usefulness, but she doesn't get to talk shit about Azure.

Lux raises her hands in surrender before reaching to take her drink. "I checked out what Logren said, by the way, Neurocorp seems shady as fuck, but everything checks out. The problem is that their deal with the MoW is rock solid, no way of stopping the production of HEP." She explains. Not surprising.

"If they tried to stop it now, then the Purifiers would be the only ones with the formula. It'd be pointless. Only way to stop the Purifiers from having it is to take them down for good. Not that it's going to be anywhere near that easy." I sigh, taking a big gulp of my whisky, letting the burning sensation distract me from my own frustrations.

Lux shrugs, less worried. "My guy at the mortuary will find his ID, then you'll be able to track his associates, right?" She asks, knowing the answer to be yes. "He slowed the whole thing down, but he hasn't stopped us." She decides.

I snort derisively. "Us? Since when were you a cop? Why are you helping anyway? And don't say it's to get between my legs, you can't be that hard up for pussy." I ask, not willing to accept one of her usual bullshit shrug-offs. Lux is a grey hat, sure, but I've never known her to be selfless.

"There's a difference between pussy and good pussy." Lux chuckles, finishing her drink and placing the glass down. "How about we just say I have a client with a vested interest in how this whole thing turns out? Not a lead, before you ask." She adds, cutting off my next question. Lux stands and heads to my front door. "I'll leave you two to your evening activities. Don't do anything I wouldn't!" She announces as she leaves.

The list of things Lux wouldn't do isn't that long. Still, a third party is watching this whole thing from the shadows, huh? Every day that goes by I think I'm starting to see the bottom of this thing, and it keeps getting deeper. I stand and head over to the counter to pour myself another drink.

"What do you think, Master?" Azure's voice coos. I turn to look at her, then turn again when I see what she's wearing. The plaid skirt catches my eye first, with the white blouse tucked into it almost covered by the burgundy blazer and tie. What really hits me, though, are the thigh-high socks, bringing together the whole schoolgirl look. Well, the porn equivalent, I refuse to believe any school would let their students walk around like that. I try to speak, but no words come out. "I picked this outfit just for you... But there's just one problem." She tells me, approaching me until she is whispering in my ear. "I didn't wear any underwear."

I audibly swallow as Azure pulls back, eyes open and innocent like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. "Sounds like you need punishing." I manage to get out. She just places her finger on the corner of her mouth, as if she's some ditsy 18-year-old who doesn't understand what I mean. I grab her tie and pull her into a kiss. My hands roam her body before landing on her legs and tracing their way up, confirming that she really is as bare underneath that skirt as she claims.

Last time I scratched some long-dormant itches, but right now, I want to be in charge of her. I use one arm to scoop her up and carry her over to the bed, letting her fall onto the softness below. I throw my coat off and pull my top over my head. It's at this point I realise I haven't changed clothes since my workout and pursued that suspect in a tank top and leggings. Whatever, I've got more important things to worry about. Azure sits up and begins sucking on my nipples. She didn't get the chance to notice last time, but my nipples are incredibly sensitive when I'm turned on. I'm almost tempted to let her make me cum just from suckling on me, but I remember what I want to do today.

I pull her from my chest and deliver a kiss to her slick lips. She understands the signal as I approach the closet where I keep my toys. "You have to fuck me in the back door, Master, my parents said to save myself for marriage." Azure tells me in a faux innocent voice. I think she's mixing up some porn tropes at this point, but whatever. Catholic college it is, I suppose. I kick off my leggings and knickers, pulling the briefs with a strap-on up in their place. Given what's about to happen, I also roll a condom over it. I know neither of us are getting pregnant, but it'll help with hygiene.

I turn to Azure, who's lifted her skirt to give me a clear view of her holes. I notice she's already lubed up her arsehole, I guess that's what took so long in the bathroom. I line the head up with her sphincter and slowly push in. Rather than discomfort, Azure shudders with pleasure. Maybe she's particularly sensitive back here in terms of pleasure but not pain? Wouldn't be the weirdest thing about her. I continue sliding into her until I'm deep enough in that I've got enough space to start thrusting, which receives a... Colourful ovation.

"Oh fuck, yes, Master! Destroy my arse, fucking wreck me, please. Fucking pull my hair." She begs me gutturally. I comply and wrap her long blue hair around my hand, yanking it back. I receive an even louder and more **** groan as a response. Given how confident she was handling me the other night, I figured she was the dominant sort... But then I thought I was too. Maybe we're just a couple of switches?

I mean... Not a couple. Two, two separate switches.

I begin to slap her butt cheeks, building up intensity until... I stop. I pull out of her anus and remove the condom before pushing myself back inside of her, but this time in her pussy. Azure squeals with pleasure, still trying to keep herself in character. "Oh no, master, not my poor pussy, whatever will I tell my future husband?" She tries to complain, but her ragged breathing doesn't convey someone who's not having a good time.

"Like a cunt-lover like you would ever marry a man." I sneer, my response both in character and as myself, causing Azure to look back at me with a cheeky grin. I keep fucking her, staring into her eyes as she looks back at me. I fuck and stare and stare and fuck and... Wait, why is this feeling so good? I can feel it between my legs... Why am I... Oh fuck.

Azure shakes and moans in time with me as we both orgasm, staring directly at each other. I see her eyes go from their lusty pink to an overwhelming red as the waves of pleasure crash into us. When they pass, I collapse down onto her before rolling off. I've never cum from strapping someone... But those eyes... I couldn't stop myself when I looked into those eyes...

I might be in some real trouble.