SIDE STORY: Mukuro's Past Part 3

BANG!

“Welcome to South Asia, ladies and gentlemen!” Balthazar ‘the Boss’, the enigmatic leader of Fenrir, began over the sound of an encroaching artillery bombardment.

“I will not lie, the chances of your survival are small!” As if to punctuate his point, a group of allied soldiers got pulverized into a red mist by an artillery strike in the background behind him. The Boss pointedly ignored this as he continued his speech.

“Some may not even have a body for us to bury or send to your loved ones! But you have my word that we will use your cut of the pay to buy some of the best booze this place has to offer! This is the greatest reward, more than even money, for we always have a fun time when we’re drunk! Now our orders are specifically to hold our part of the front line and not retreat no matter what; so let’s do what we were paid to do, and show these lousy rebels why they should have thought of hiring us first!”

That speech was given days ago, and true to their word the Fenrir squad refused to yield even an inch of ground. Their allies, on the other hand, retreated almost immediately after the offensive started, and now Mukuro and the others were now pinned down at a hill, being blasted by the rebels. Thankfully, this wasn’t the first time this particular hill had been the holdout of a military force; a massive bunker had been constructed… in about the World War 2 era, if Mukuro had to guess. The rebel forces had Fenrir surrounded, armed to the teeth and with tank support, but they were instead laying siege rather than trying to overtake them. This was because the last three times they tried that tactic, they lost five troops for every one Fenrir soldier they injured, and had more than half their vehicles destroyed or hijacked by the mercs.

They couldn’t leave the mercenary band alone, though, since that would’ve left their flank vulnerable, and they had already heard the stories of how deadly Fenrir could be when underestimated.

So, in that bunker they sat, surrounded by the wrecks of destroyed tanks, jeeps, and even a plane that Mukuro shot down an hour earlier with a well-placed rocket strike. Her boss awarded her an extra ration she got for doing that, but she knew that none of them would able to enjoy food for that much longer.

Clutching her new Fenrir tattoo on her hand, Mukuro couldn’t help but reflect. Here she and everyone else was, surrounded, cut off from support, unable to call for help, running low on supplies, and yet, everyone was treating this like another day at basic training.

Training. God, how she loved that time. Not just because of the happy memories, such as pummeling anyone who dared try to challenge her for a ‘bet’, but also because she learned the most important lesson; to watch three things on the battlefield; where your gun is pointed, where the enemy is going, and where her allies were. After she learned that, everything else just became… noise. The wails of anguish, the whizz of bullets barely missing, the boom of explosions: she tuned them out, but didn’t outright ignore them, and that kept her alive, and her body scar free.

“How are you holding up, Pup?” A familiar voice asked.

Mukuro turned to Amy, who was now sporting a new facial scar she’d gotten a month back.

“I’m fine,” Mukuro answered. “Is the boss still offering the rebels a chance to surrender?”

“Yup,” was the short reply.

“I still can’t believe he did that. I mean, our situation isn’t exactly one that the enemy could call ‘threatening.’ Even after those three pushes, they still outnumber, outgun, and outflank us.”

“Oh, this is nothing. Once, a small band of ours were badly ambushed in Iraq. About ten of us were still alive, three of which were in any fighting shape. Me, Sebastian, and the boss. We were holed up in a dingy ruin, surrounded, with no food or water, the enemy outnumbered us about a hundred to one, and off in the distance, we saw a nuclear warhead pointed right at us. The boss yelled out ‘you disgusting cretins have killed men and women I invested a great deal of time and money in. The only way you’ll live is if you give me an unconditional surrender, right this instant.’ They laughed at his proposal, but by the end I know they wished they accepted.”

“How’d you get out of that one?”

“I’ll tell you some other time. Here.” Amy handed Mukuro a small silver package. “The rations boss-man promised you, courtesy of Sebastian volunteering his.”

“Thank-wait what? Sebastian gave these away voluntarily?” Mukuro asked.

“Yup,” Amy replied, knowing that such a gesture needed no explanation.

“Huh. I’ll have to thank him.” Mukuro opened the package and saw that it was nothing but a massive bratwurst sausage. She had to open her mouth wide to fit it in, so big was the meaty gift from her fellow soldier, and a bit of drool dribbled down her chin, not that she seemed to mind.

“So, how do you like the flavor of Sebastian’s meat? Is it scrumptious and juicy, full of salty flavor?” Amy asked with a mischievous grin.

Mukuro just stared flatly as she chewed the sausage. “What is it with company and its obsession with sex? I mean, I’m supposed to be on my rest shift right now, but no; the two who are supposed to be on lookout are two busy playing tongue-twisters in the back.”

“Pup, look around.” Amy gestured to the gray, concrete ruin they found themselves hiding in. “Contrary to whatever you tell yourself at night, survival is not guaranteed. One split second, one lucky shot, one wrong move, that’s all it takes to waste years of training. With that in mind, can you really blame us for taking every chance we can get?” Amy asked, surprisingly sincere in her expression and tone.

“No… I guess not.”

“Plus, it gives us a reason to look out for each other. Nothing can inspire moments of insanity - I mean - courage, than seeing someone you care about in mortal danger. We’re talking ‘take a bullet for you’ levels of sacrifice.” Amy nudged Mukuro in the elbow at that.

“That’s one way to motivate people, I suppose.”

“You mean to tell me you’ve never been interested in that kind of stuff? Even after what I did to you? Seriously?”

That question sparked a fire in Mukuro’s loins, but it quickly died out.

“Yes. Seriously. But… Ok, I’ll admit, this ‘siege’ is getting boring, and I could use something to do. I think I’ll go snipe some commanders,” Mukuro replied.

“Sorry, but they all went to bed already!” Amy pushed Mukuro away and took her spot at the machine gun that was pointed out to the desolated forest surrounding the bunker. “Don’t worry, I’ll take your shift while you go find someone. You just go and blow off some steam before you blow a gasket, you hear?”

“... Fine. Any recommendations?”

“Well, I would suggest that we could have some fun together. But, that would ruin the point of it all. So…. how about Sebastian?” Amy suggested. “Should be easy enough for you to chew on. Man’s a wolf on the battlefield, but I have a feeling he’s a sheep in bed. Plus, he did give you a taste of his meat already.”

“Urg, alright. But just so you know, if you get killed on my shift, it’s your own fault.”

“I’ll keep that in mind while I wait for you in hell, Pup,” Amy said as she aimed down her gun’s sights.

Mukuro nodded, devouring the last of the girthy and filling meat provided to her by Sebastian. Speaking of which, she knew exactly where he was going to be; in wherever the workshop was, tending to his gear and his guns. Making her way through the complex, she was correct in her assumption, watching the man in question finish reassembling his rifle and testing its weight, grip, and everything else. As Mukuro stood in the doorway, she stared at the man in front of her.

If one were to look at Sebastian, they’d find that he looked… surprisingly average. There weren’t any bulging muscles, no nasty scars - at least not nasty by battlefield standards. If Mukuro hadn’t seen him in action, hadn’t witnessed him claim no less than forty lives in this battle alone, she would’ve sworn on her sisters’ lives that Sebastian was a regular civilian. In fact, the only real abnormalities about him was his hair that was as white as snow, just like Amy’s, though both denied having any relation to each other. Plus; he was also on the short side.

“Hey.” Mukuro spoke, mentally kicking herself for how harsh she sounded.

“Oh! Mukuro! Hello!” Sebastian replied, doing a salute, which she returned.

“How are you holding up?’ Mukuro asked, unsure of how to get to broaching the subject of sex.

“I’m doing as well as can be, thank you ma’am.”

“No injuries?”

“None. Went to the medic and everything ma’am. I would ask the same, but I know you don’t get hurt.”

“I don’t like to boast, but… thank you.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“…”

The awkward silence was somehow more nauseating than all the blood, gore, shit, and piss outside. Mukuro took a deep breath.

“Ah, fuck. I’m not good at this. So… I’ll get straight to the point.. Sebastian, I want to have sex with you.”

“ Guh?! C-come again ma’am?”

‘ I’ll make you cum again ’, Mukuro heard Amy’s voice say in her head, but ignored it.

“I want to have sex. With you .”

“O-oh… ok, but… why me?”

“Because you came recommended. That’s why.”

“W-what? How? And by whom?”

“Does it matter? Do you want to fuck or not?”

“Um… yes, I don’t mind ma’am. In fact, I’m really flattered, but… you should know… I don’t have… any experience in the bedroom, so-”

“Wait, you’re still a virgin?” Mukuro asked bluntly.

“Y-yes ma’am.”

“Huh.” Mukuro paused. “Are you saving yourself for someone?”

“N-no. I’m a soldier. Survival isn’t guaranteed, and I’m scared of dying, it’s just… no one’s ever been interested in me before,” he admitted.

“Then, you don’t mind me being your first?”

“Hehe. No complaints from me ma’am. I don’t want to die with any regrets. So, where are we going?” Sebastian asked as he grabbed a box of condoms from a nearby drawer. All the women were required to be on the pill, but still, the boss wanted to take every precaution against pregnancy.

“Right here is good.” Mukuro answered, beginning to strip out of her combat uniform. Sebastian watched wordlessly as she peeled off her combat gear, and he did the same as well as he could while keeping his eyes on her. She had already been naked in front of this man before; pretty much everyone had seen the recordings of her and Amy having sex, but the way he didn’t even seem to blink almost made her self-concious. The two of them had stripped themselves of their body armor without any grace or rhythm to give an enticing show, but that was more from inexperience than anything else.

Mukuro herself was wearing camo booty shorts and a black thong that seemed to ride her hips, and her modest breasts were covered only by an economical black sports bra. Sebastian, who was down to his black boxers, looked at her and gave a gentle whistle.

“Oh my stars… you’re so beautiful.” Sebastian earnestly declared, eliciting a blush.

“T-thanks. You’re quite the… the looker yourself.” Mukuro awkwardly replied.

It was true. Underneath his armor was a body that had been well sculpted by years of experience and non-stop training. Grabbing a nearby cot, the man placed it down on the floor, and smiled awkwardly, unsure of what she wanted him to do. Mukuro stode forth in what she thought was a sexy walk, cupped his face, and kissed. And he was happy to return the favor. While the two certainly lacked technique and proper experience, they made up for it with passion and eagerness. Sebastian hoisted his partner up, his hands eager to grab as much of her buttocks as they could, massaging and kneading them. Mukuro responded by whispering in his ear.

“Get these clothes off me soldier. That’s an order,” Mukuro said, her voice low and dripping with lust.

“Yes ma’am!”

Sebastian didn’t need to be told twice, taking off her booty shorts and pulling her thong aside with such speed he almost tore them. Sebastian’s eyes opened wide, no doubt seeing a woman’s vagiana for the very first time up close. He removed the last layer of clothing he had left with such speed that he almost tore his boxers, too. Mukuro had repositioned herself on her back on the cot, and her fellow soldier eagerly joined her on the floor. She grabbed his cockhead and began to gently rub it against the entrance of her flower, delighting in how it twitched in anticipation, how it throbbed in her hand. It was subtle, but it let her know just how much he wanted her.

Unfortunately, their session was interrupted by something both familiar and terrifying; a shrill whistle that could only belong to an incoming artillery strike. On instinct, Sebastian hit the deck, but made sure that Mukuro was under him, so he would act as cover should it hit.

The whistle continued, and continued, and continued, and continued some more, becoming fainter as it did. Then, they heard a very distant explosion, one that wasn’t even felt, and couldn’t stop themselves from laughing.

“Forget the broad side of a barn, they couldn’t hit the countryside of a city!” Sebastian said through chuckles.

“That, or maybe they forgot where we were,” Mukuro said, trying to stifle her giggles as the two of them calmed down.

Perhaps ‘calm down’ would be the wrong choice of words. It would be more accurate to say it got them out of battle mode. Because if they calmed down, Mukuro certainly wouldn’t have felt something pressing against her stomach as Sebastian laid down on top of her. Once the danger had passed, the man immediately sprang up, but before he could say anything, another whistle ran out, and once again, it landed somewhere harmless. Then another whistle, and another ineffective strike.

“Do you think we should stop ma’am?” Sebastian asked, his cock still erect, but starting to soften.

“No. Sounds like these rebels are very poor shots. Besides, I hear a bit of danger can add a… thrill.” Mukuro answered, grabbing his cock and beginning to pump. It didn’t take long for it to reach full hardness, and the female soldier immediately put it inside her. Her partner let out a groan of appreciation, and both took a moment to enjoy the fulfillment of the act. This was Mukuro’s first time having a real, live penis inside her, and it really did feel a lot different than the toys Amy had shown her.

“Keep fucking me soldier. And don’t stop until your canon fires in the hole.” Mukuro ordered.

“Yes ma’am!”

And so, Mukuro’s soldier got to work. At first, he seemed to rut like a wild animal, but the artillery strikes kept coming, and that’s when he got an idea. He began to slow his pace, and as the whistles got louder, he’d pick up the pace. And when it finally exploded far away, he did something completely unexpected; he kissed her, right on a freckle. Mukuro blinked owlishly.

“Sorry ma’am. But… those freckles make you look so cute.” Sebastian explained as another strike made him pick up the pace. When the distant and harmless explosion came, he kissed a different freckle.

“You… you think so?” Mukuro asked, her voice finally wavering.

“Yes ma’am.”

“You don’t think they make me look boring, or ugly?” Mukuro asked, parroting the words Junko said to her in regards to her freckles.

“Of course not! Ma’am, you’re one of the most beautiful women in the company! Anyone who thinks otherwise is an idiot!”

Mukuro felt a warmth pool in her belly at his words. The white-haired lad continued to maintain his rhythm with the artillery strikes, and with each kiss, he listed something he found attractive about her; her ferocity in battle, her purple-gray eyes, and the grace she did everything with. Each one caused the heat in her core to build and build, which was only further enhanced by his impressive for a first-timer’s performance. But both knew he would have to burst sooner or later.

“Ma’am, I… I think I can only hold out… for one more thing,” Sebastian grunted.

“That’s alright. I’m close too. And, please… call me Mukuro.”

“Mukuro… the single most beautiful thing about you… is your smile.”

And with one final thrust, his last kiss was placed on her soft lips. Mukuro melted, at long last feeling the same rapture as she did the first time with Amy. She came, and her walls tightening around Sebastian’s cock caused him to unload into the condom. The bunker shook as an artillery shell finally hit somewhere close, but it only compounded the power of their combined orgasms, and when they finally separated, Mukuro ran a hand through his pure white hair.

“That was… amazing Sebastian. You deserve a medal for that performance.” The woman breathed.

“Thank you ma-ahem-Mukuro. You… you’re really going to be hard to match. Thanks for making sure I don’t die a virgin.”

“Don’t worry Sebastian. I promise I’ll watch your back. You won’t die while I can help it.” Mukuro promised.

“Thank you Mukuro. So… should we get dressed, or?”

“No. I’d like to stay here. With you.”

“Sure thing!”

Sebastian grabbed a wool blanket and wrapped it around the two of them. And there the two of them stayed, wrapped in each other’s comfortable presence and heat. The strikes had finally stopped, and the two comrades had finally been allowed a moment of peace before the inevitable battle the next day.

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Neither Mukuro nor Sebastian were woken up by their comrades. In fact, what troops that were still resting were woken up rather obnoxiously by the voice of Balthaza, ‘the Boss’, speaking to the enemy via a megaphone.

“How dare you insult us with a poor performance in your artillery strikes! Do you think my forces are not worth your best efforts?! Do you think soldiers trained by my techniques are not deserving of your all?! How dare you ! I will no longer accept an unconditional surrender, no matter how much you beg for mercy!”

The rebels were incredibly confused as to why the enemy commander was furious that his forces didn’t suffer the worst possible scenario, but the members of Fenrir were used to Balthazar behaving like this when he felt the enemy wasn’t trying hard enough to win. Stomping inside, the Boss whipped out a cell phone that was slathered with engraved gold, and dotted with precious jewels. Dialing a number, he turned to the trooper next to him.

“Summon everyone to the war room! It is time to show the rebels the error of their ways.” Balthazar ordered.

Once everyone was assembled, Balthazar put his phone on speaker.

“Mister Price, report.”

“Well Boss, I got good news and better news.”

“Report.” Balthazar repeated.

“The good news is that, thanks to you lot holding down the main rebel force, all other theaters of war were held by loyalist forces. The enemy is in full retreat. The better news is I’m coming to save you.”

“So, you’re bringing reinforcements?” one of the few loyal troops stationed with Fenrir asked.

“Buddy, I am the reinforcements,” the voice said over the phone.

As if on cue, everyone could hear what sounded like a guitar riff play so loud the ground shook. Looking outside, they saw a lone helicopter start to fly in, armed to the teeth and with a loudspeaker strapped to the underbelly. Many of the rebels turned and wondered if it was friendly. Their question became answered when it launched twin rockets at them.

What followed next was a short and intense battle, one that saw a rout of the rebel forces. Captain Price landed and gave a more complete report. The enemy had fallen back to their primary base to regroup and think of a new plan, and the loyalist army was in pursuit. Balthazar had no hesitation ordering everyone to pack up and begin moving so they could regroup with their employers.

Once they did, Balthazar wasted no time introducing himself to the head of the army and informing him of Fenrir’s holdout, and recounted with special glee how one of his soldiers shot down a plane that crashed into the rebel forces. While he was getting that done, everyone else had tended to their own business, whether that was getting sleep, food, or maintenance on their gear, the military forces were certainly busy.

It didn’t take long for Balthazar to call Fenrir to him as he prepared to give another of his infamous speeches.

“Hear me followers! Tomorrow we will descend upon the final stronghold of the rebel forces. Be honored and grateful, for I have negotiated a triple pay raise, as well as full military honors for all of you, assuming the rebels are destroyed tomorrow,” he announced generously to the battalion. This will be a dangerous task, but my reward will be great, and it will make me a very happy man. Now go, make your preparations, and think of the glorious rewards you will have once the rebels are all dead. Tomorrow, you will know the glorious and genius plan I devised. Fenrir, dismissed!”

“Sir, yes sir!” Fenrir answered in unison.

And with that, everyone went on their way, everyone doing whatever they wanted with their time. But for Mukuro, she was using up her time training. Doing stretches in the yard that was mercifully empty. Just as she was about to throw a punch, she heard someone cough. Turning to the source, she saw Sebastian standing meekly in the doorway, and giving a timid wave when they made eye contact.

“Hello Sebastian. Did you need something?” Mukuro asked.

“I wanted to talk to you… about last night.” His eyes darted away for a moment.

“What about it? You did your job, and from the way I was moaning, I don’t think you did a bad job on your part,” Mukuro said bluntly.

“Oh no, no! It’s not that. I mean, thank you for the praise. It’s just… what does that make us?”

“Partners. Comrades.” she said without hesitation. “Look, Sebastian, I know it was your first time and all, but for me, it was just something fun to do to pass the time. Nothing else.”

“O-oh.”

Internally, Mukuro cringed. That was unnecessarily cruel on her part.

“But I still had fun. Like I said, you were pretty good, especially for a virgin,” she said, still unwilling to admit that it was one of her first times too.

“T-thank you Mukuro! So… things go back to normal after this?” he asked.

“Indeed; I’m sorry, but out here, we can’t let ourselves be tied down too much,” she said, sincerely apologetic.

“No, don’t be sorry!” Amy interjected, walking up behind Mukuro and placing her arms on her shoulders. “In fact, that’s good news for me!”

“Oh? And why’s that?” Mukuro asked, glancing back over her shoulder.

“Well, it’s just… Amy asked if I’d be down for some… er- stress relief later, as she put it,” Sebastian explained, blushing even more now. “And I told her to wait; I didn’t want to risk doing anything that might upset you.”

“H-hey, wait just a moment!” This time, it was Mukuro’s turn to be flustered. “This changes things!”

“Oh? How so?” Amy teasingly placed her hand on the bottom of Mukuro’s chin. “You just said it yourself; he’s not in a relationship with you! He can sleep with whoever he wants!”

“Yeah, but… I don’t like the idea of you having sex with anyone else other than me. The same goes towards Sebastian as well…”

“My, my! Such a hypocrite!” Amy spun around Mukuro and began leaning on Sebastian’s shoulder. “Didn’t you just say that you didn’t have special feelings for him? I’m pretty sure that is the definition of affection, my little pup!”

“Tch…” Mukuro looked away, unable to come up with an adequate comeback.

“Hey, don’t be so sad, Pup! No one here is going to be petty enough to hold that against you; we all have bigger fish to fry, and all that. And besides…” Amy shamelessly reached her hand into Sebastian’s shirt and began to caress his chest. “There’s a way that we can all get through this happy, you know~”

“M-ma’am?” Sebastian squeaked.

“… what are you suggesting?” Mukuro asked, ignoring his distress.

“Simple; we all have sex together, so that way there’s no hurt feelings, and we all have three times the fun!” Amy explained, seductively licking Sebastian’s ear. “What do you say? Sound like a deal?”

“Hmm… maybe… but only if Sebastian is on board with this as well,” Mukuro said after a moment’s thought.

“Y-yes please!” Sebastian hastily volunteered. “I mean… I’d love the opportunity to be with both of you, ma’ams.”

“Then it’s settled then! Let’s get going before our boss gets impatient and has us attack the enemy early!” Amy said, smiling as she took Mukuro in one hand and Sebastian in the other, walking them back toward her private tent.

As Mukuro entered the polyester hut, she could already see Amy tossing off her clothes as naturally as if she was more comfortable being naked around them than being clothed. Mukuro and Sebastian followed suit, and soon they were each as naked as the day they were born, save for the Fenrir tattoos that reminded them all of why they were there.

“Alright, sweetheart; let’s see if those lips are as sweet as Puppy bragged about,” Amy said, kissing Sebastian on the lips, and making sure to angle it so that Mukuro had a good look at it. And again the youngest soldier felt that spark of… something. And it compelled her to enter the fray.

Forcefully separating the two, Mukuro smashed her lips against the man whose virginity she claimed, moaning as she did. For a good few minutes this continued, with the white-haired lad tenderly experimenting with his tongue and cautiously exploring the insides of her mouth. It wasn’t until Amy cleared her throat that Mukuro even realized the other woman was still there.

“You know, we can’t keep fighting over him like this. Up for a little wager, Pup?” Amy asked.

“Of course. What are the terms?” Mukuro asked.

“Whoever cums first gets to watch the other woman fuck our sweetheart. How’s that sound?”

Mukuro nodded, taking off her pants and underwear. Just like the first time all those months ago, she and Amy locked lips and began to kiss passionately. And as they did, Mukuro finally realized what that nagging feeling was. Competitiveness.

Amy made it quite clear by inviting Sebastian so soon to her tent after Mukuro had her fun with him, that the white-haired woman wanted to show off how much more ‘experienced’ she was compared to the rookie. And Mukuro wanted to push back, to beat her. To prove she was the better soldier, better lover, better everything.

Her spirit wouldn’t accept anything less.

With that realization in mind, she redoubled her efforts, and a plan began to form in her mind. First, she made sure she was on her back, so as to not repeat the same mistake as last time. As Amy pawed at Mukuro’s shirt to try and at least tear it off her, the rookie herself began to press the other woman down so that their clits began to press against each other.

“Oh wow. Going right for the main event, Pup?” Amy teased.

“You said we just had to make the other cum, and the loser would have to watch. But I don’t think he should just sit and wait. Sebastian, you’re welcome to take control. Start with whoever you want.” Mukuro ordered.

“R-really?” Sebastian asked.

“Yes, really.” Mukuro reassured, cutting off whatever Amy was about to say by groping and pinching her erect nipple, eliciting a moan from her opponent.

Sebastian did as he was told, slipping on a condom and inserting his cockhead into Mukuro’s waiting folds soon after.

“Good choice.” Mukuro purred as Amy finally got her shirt off. The other woman’s face was morphed into a scowl as she no doubt felt Sebastian’s meat press up against her lower lips, tickling her bush, but nothing more. Mukuro allowed herself a small smile.

“Tch. Don’t get cocky, Pup. We’re just getting started.”

Amy began to suck and knead Mukuro’s breasts, which sent shivers of pleasure down the rookie’s spine, on top of still grinding their clits against each others bodies. And then Mukuro realized her mistake; all of this stimulation would make her cum first. She needed a new plan.

“H-hey Sebastian?”

“Yeah? Is something wrong? Do you want me to stop? Are you hurt?” Sebastian asked, worry in his face and voice.

“N-no. I’m just thinking… Amy should join in on the fun, right?”

“Oh! I thought you’d like me to keep fucking you for a bit longer. But sure, I can do that!”

And with that, Mukuro felt a lot less full in her nether regions, and a moan of delight filled her ears as Amy was penetrated.

“Oh god, yesssss! You’re every bit as big as I hoped, sweetheart! How’s the more experienced woman feel?” Amy asked smugly.

“Honestly, you’re looser than Mukuro.” Sebastian nonchalantly answered, blissfully ignorant of what that statement implied. Amy ground her teeth together, but didn’t respond. The three continued like this for a few minutes, and Mukuro could tell by how much Amy was panting that the white-haired woman would climax soon. She’d probably ask Sebastian to switch again, and him, being the kind and considerate man he was, would oblige. And that just wouldn’t do.

But Mukuro had a secret weapon. One that would guarantee victory. Raising one of her hands, she brought it down with the force of a tank shell on Amy’s left butt cheek. In response, the woman let out one of the most lewd moans any woman could make. She panted, and Mukuro could see Amy’s eyes start to flood with panic.

“W-what’d you do that for?!”

“Well, you always seemed to enjoy doing that to me, I figured it was about time I returned the favor.” Mukuro answered, delivering another spank to her other cheek. “Besides, I can tell that you actually liked it even more than I do.”

“T-that’s… that’s not fair.” Amy whined.

“Oh really? What did you once say? Oh, that’s right; ‘All’s fair in love and war’.” Mukuro replied, cold indifference in her eyes as she spanked both cheeks once again. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Amy came, and she came hard, and Mukuro felt the pussy juices squirt all over her own flower.

“Well Amy, have fun watching Sebastian fuck me the rest of the night.” Mukuro spoke.

“H-hey Mukuro?” the man in question asked as he slid out.

“Yes Sebastian?” Mukuro asked, rolling her senior off her.

“I know the deal was the loser had to watch, but… I’d like her to join. I mean, this is supposed to be fun for all of us, right?”

“Awwww. Sebastian, you’re too good for this world.” Amy said, though it was impossible to tell if she was being sincere or sarcastic.

“… Alright, fine. But first, a new contest; whoever makes you cum first wins.” Mukuro agreed.

“Deal. And since you won first, you should get first dibs!” Sebastian suggested.

“Ten minutes. Does that sound fair?” Amy asked.

“Yes. Let’s get started,” Mukuro declared. Taking off the rubber condom, she wrapped her mouth around Sebastian’s manhood.

Mukuro did not have much experience in the way of giving blowjobs, but what she lacked in technique she more than made up for in her lack of fear. She went all out, cradling Sebastian’s balls and taking his whole shaft in one go. The white-haired man let out a gasp at the pleasant sensation, and Mukuro felt herself smile, remembering that she was now also his first blowjob experience.

And what an experience it was. Mukuro’s own enthusiasm, coupled with Sebastian’s inexperience, ensured that the poor man wouldn’t last long. In fact, the only thing that stopped him from cumming in the first few minutes of Mukuro’s masterful sucking technique was the stamina and discipline that soldiers of Fenrir were famed for. But even those two things couldn’t delay the inevitable forever. Mukuro felt the telltale signs of an impending climax long before Sebastian announced it.

Most of the women in the mercenary company found the taste of semen to be unsavory, to put it mildly. But Mukuro was quickly finding out she was one of the few, if not only, women in the company that actually liked it. Every single drop that Sebastian let out she promptly lapped up, and the thought of receiving a whole mouthful of the warm, goey delight filled her with anticipation - so, not wanting to lose any of it, Mukuro forced Sebastian’s dick as far as she could into her mouth and then her throat.

Amy watched, her eyes wide as Mukuro took all of Sebastian in, and kept eye contact with him as he launched rope after rope of sticky, delicious spunk into her gullet. As the last few splurts came out, Mukuro pulled back, allowing his seed to pool in her mouth. Opening it up to show off her prize, she let out a very audible gulp, and traced her finger down her throat all the way to her belly.

“So… how long did it take for me to win?” Mukuro asked, her indifferent tone masking how smug she was feeling.

“S… six minutes. Bet I can make him cum in three!” Amy challenged.

“By all means, don’t let me stop you.” Mukuro replied, making room for her ‘competition.’

“You can do it, Amy! I know you can.” Sebastian encouraged as the only other white-haired person took up position between his legs. His stamina made sure his cock didn’t go limp for even a second. But it was still covered in a mixture of Mukuro’s saliva and Amy’s own love juices. But the white-hair woman didn’t mind in the slightest, and went to work.

It didn’t take long for Mukuro to notice that the woman wasn’t taking Sebastian nearly as deep as Mukuro was. She was just keeping the tip in, and refused to go further than that. Mukuro was utterly confused. There was no way she’d get him to cum with just worshiping the head and playing with his balls, so what was she playing at? The answer revealed itself with Sebastian involuntarily thrust forward, and Mukuro heard a noise from Amy. That’s when it all clicked together.

The woman had a gag reflex. A very, very strong gag reflex. And that gave her an idea.

Beep! Beep! Beep! The stopwatch blared, signaling the end of Amy’s time.

Frustration filled Amy’s face as she lost yet another wager. As she pulled back, no doubt to try and make another challenge, Mukuro was surprised to see that the anger quickly gave way to resignation.

“Alright. I know when I’ve lost. Mukuro, you’re allowed to do whatever you want to me. Make me watch, kick me out, parade me around on a leesh. Whatever you want.”

Mukuro pondered it, and looked at the only man in the tent, whose rod was still as hard as steel.

“I want you to finish what you started. Make Sebastian feel good, and don’t stop until he cums. And Sebastian, if I don’t like what I see, I’ll take matters into my own hands.”

The man nodded his consent. Amy opened up and took Sebastian’s length in, using the exact same technique as before. Well, that just wouldn’t do. Mukuro grabbed a fistful of Amy’s white locks and began to have her face-fucked by Sebastian. The man himself didn’t voice any complaints, instead moaning as his meat was forced into Amy’s gullet, and, contrary to the noises she was making, the loser of the contest began to masturbate, but Mukuro swatted her hand away.

“Here. Allow me. I actually know what I’m doing.” Mukuro said, taking up position behind Amy, fingering her and finding her pussy a lot wetter at the rough treatment than all the other times Mukuro and her ‘relieved stress’ in the past. By now, Mukuro didn’t need to keep a fistful of Amy’s hair to make her choke on Sebastian’s cock; she found that she liked it enough to do it on her own.

“A-Amy… I’m… I’m…”

“Finish inside her. Amy’s going to be a good soldier and swallow.” Mukuro ordered, increasing her assault on her senior comrade’s sex, and adding her free hand to get a few light spankings in. The youngest soldier saw Sebastian’s balls clench and felt Amy’s pussy clamp down tight as her own climax arrived. For a good while they remained like that, Sebastian pouring who knows how much of his cream down Amy’s gullet, and Amy riding out what was probably the longest orgasm of her life.

But, as with all things, it came to an end, and Sebastian pulled out with a very loud POP from Amy, who smiled and licked her lips. Sebastian stumbled and fell back on the cot, panting.

“I’m sorry girls. I’m… spent.” He informed through deep gulps of air.

“Spent? No, no, no, we can’t have that; not when poor Pup here hasn’t even cum yet!” Amy turned around and wiggled her ass in the air as she dug through her bag for a small green pill. “Here we go! I picked this up on the black market; apparently this is a prototype for some drug that was supposed to make you into a super-soldier that can march for days - but all it wound up doing is giving guys wicked hard-ons! Here, let me show you what I mean!”

Amy shoved the pill into Sebastian’s mouth and handed him a water bottle, which he somewhat-reluctantly drank from. A minute later and the girls were rewarded with the sight of Sebastian’s cock twitching back to life, returning not just to it’s full length but even a little bit longer too.

“There we go! Good as new!” Amy leaned over and gave Sebastian’s dick a few strokes and licked at the tip. “Now, get on there, Pup! Give this cock a ride and get the orgasm that you deserve!”

“Tch… with how insistent you’re being, you’d almost think that you’re the one about to fuck him.” Mukuro carefully rolled another condom onto Sebastian’s shaft and then squatted over his tip so that it was aimed perfectly at her sex. She then slowly lowered herself down, allowing her slick folds to envelop him for the second time. Once she reached the base and her mons rested against his balls, she closed her eyes and sat there for a few moments to adjust to his size.

But then, before she could start moving again, she felt something press against her groin. Opening her eyes again, Mukuro saw that Amy was right in front of her, her pussy now pressing against Mukuro’s upper groin and sliding her dripping labia across her exposed skin and clit.

“Aaah!” Mukuro moaned loudly, the pleasure from the dick inside her and the ecstasy coming from her clit mixing inside her like a whirlpool. “W-what… are you doing, Amy?”

“Hey, you didn’t think I’d let you do this without reminding you who the real top dog is around here, did you?” Amy moaned, winking at Mukuro as she rocked her hips from side to side. “No way! If you’re going to finish, I’m definitely going to be the one who makes you!”

“Ah! So… tight!” Sebastian grunted behind Mukuro as she felt the Japanese girl’s walls clamp suddenly around him. “It feels… so good!”

“Tch… Everything has to be a competition with you, doesn’t it?” Mukuro leaned forward and kissed Amy roughly on the lips. “I just hope you realize that I won’t be holding anything back either.”

“Heh, I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Amy smirked.

The three of them went at it for the next hour, going for as long as they had the energy before they all eventually collapsed in one big, sweaty pile. After that, the three soldiers just laid down on the cot, and Sebastian reached over and grabbed the same wool blanket as before, and pulled it over them. The white-haired comrades were riding on the afterglow of sex, and Mukuro savored the taste of victory. For the moment, the three of them forgot that tomorrow, they’d be fighting for their lives, while killing others who were doing just the same. In that moment, they forgot about who, and what they were. But Sebastian decided to talk, to get something off his chest.

“I’m glad we were able to do this. Ever since I joined Fenrir, I’ve spent so many days fearing for my life and I can’t help but feel like every battle will be my last. Our boss is an unrepentant egomaniac, and I’ve been more injured in the three years I’ve been here than the rest of my life. But…”

Sebastian grabbed both of their hands, specifically the ones with the Fenrir tattoos every member was required to have, and clasped them with his own marked one.

“It’s also the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“Oh, don’t get all lovey-dovey on us Sebastian. This was just… stress relief. Nothing more.” Amy responded, not looking him in the eye, and her voice lacking any real conviction.

“Even if that’s true. I’m glad I got to know you two. And who knows? Maybe it’ll only get better from here.”

“Maybe. I’ll see you tomorrow. Both of you. Goodnight.” Mukuro said, snuggling against the muscled chest of the first man she would truly come to care about.