The Daily Adventures of Zash

[Valkyrie]

The Range

She stole glances at Zach, watching him draw his gun like a cowboy as he practiced. She'd like to draw something else from his holster. She waited for Zach to be between clips, and walked past his lane so he could be sure to have a good view of her in her tight leather pants. There were a couple of guys still in the range, not leaving - she would give Danny hell for that on the way out. She scrunched up her face into a grimace as she went by, nearly growling at them, her eyes narrow and cold. She made sure on the way back to carry the assault rifle like she knew how to use it and might turn it on them any second.

Since they were at the range, she refrained from smacking Zach's ass on her way back to her lane, but she really wanted to do it. He was just exuding testosterone and it had her hot and bothered already. She put her tension into her shooting, loving the feel of the FN in her hands. The semi-automatic weapon was really a marvel of engineering, when you thought about it. When she thought back to what the first long range firearms were like, let alone the first hand held ones - things had come a long way.

Zach was talking to those fucktards now, smiling and shaking their hands - ever the diplomat. But she noticed they couldn't leave fast enough, which brought a smile to her lips. Her man always came through.

She went back to her target, until she heard Zach calling her name loudly over the gunfire. She turned with her eyebrows raised, wondering what he could want. But hoping it was the same thing she wanted.

"Hey, it's time for the Spas 12. I'll throw for you if you'll throw for me!"

She nodded happily - this way she could just stand and watch him fire the shotgun, and not even have to pretend to be doing something else. He raised the gun to his shoulder like a pro - he really was an excellent shot, despite the ribbing she had given him when they'd first talked about coming here. She bit her bottom lip, holding the orange disc at the ready.

"PULL!"

She let it fly, and he fired...and missed. She looked at him sympathetically.

"You'll get the next one babe!" she shouted.

He shouted again, and she tossed the target into the air and he fired, hitting the pigeon dead center. She clapped her hands, retrieving another target from the box and throwing them again and again, watching him nail them. She laughed as the last one clattered to the ground, the chamber empty. He handed the gun to her.

"Your turn!"

She grinned, taking it from him and turning it over so she could open the magazine door, then carefully loading the shells in from the box Zach held. When she was done, she turned it over and pulled the bolt back. She kept the pump action mode on because there really was nothing like the feeling when you pulled back the pump and it makes that wonderful sound. She raised it, her eye to the sight, and yelled pull. After a beat she fired, the target shattering satisfactorily. She worked her way through the rest of the shells, then lowered the shotgun, flicking on the safety, and handing it back to Zach, sliding her free arm around his neck and pressing her body against his as she did so.

"So, had enough? Or we could go shoot things in the fake building. Or stay here? Whatever you want."

She looked up into his eyes adoringly, just happy to be doing anything with him.

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

When Zach made the clay-throwing deal with Ash, he did not even realize what he had gotten himself into. He'd set the box on the floor. She bent down to pick up the first clay, and he saw straight down her shirt. His mind dashed by the cleavage peek, he forgot to respect the firearm he was shooting, but when it kicked him in the shoulder unexpectedly, he sobered up again. She saw him miss, but offered encouragement instead of scolding him. She couldn't have known how much that meant to him. He reset and tightened his grip, and the rest of his shots hit on the flying targets, even when he snuck another peek every time he saw her lean down in his peripheral vision.

He sensed the increase in her desire, but managed to keep his focus, despite the challenge. When he offered her a turn with the long gun, he almost wanted to hold it up out of her reach, and force her lean against him to try to get it from him. Just a little fun game of keep away. Then he wondered if she'd just punch him in the gut or knee him in the groin to take it, and decided against it. As he held the box of cartridges and she loaded the shotgun, he felt his pulse quicken, because they were in close proximity and her excited smile was damn sexy. She racked it back and set her aim, as he knelt in front of her and picked up a fresh target. She called, and he tossed, and she nailed it on the first try.

"NICE!"

He remarked, and she manually chambered another round. He looked up at her from where he knelt, and tossed when she requested it, but he never took his eyes off of her. He could tell every time she hit the disc, because he felt the new wave of satisfaction roll off of her with each success. She never missed. He was so proud, and yet, that took a backstage to a stronger emotion, his attraction. The way she handled that weapon was somehow sensual. He felt his jeans growing tighter, and started undressing her with his eyes. She lowered the gun and he realized she was out of ammo. He slowly stood when she held the shotgun out to him, and with his left hand he took a hold of it, purposely putting his hand on top of hers. Passion flowed instantly through the contact, and his body responded exponentially. She put her arm around his neck and pressed her body against his, asking questions they both knew were rhetorical.

Ash: So, had enough? Or we could go shoot things in the fake building. Or stay here? Whatever you want.

"Whatever I want..."

He echoed, with a dirty smile. At that very moment, his self control snapped. He didn't give a flying fuck if there were people still here, or even if there were cameras around. With his right hand he pulled on the nylon string that joined his earplugs together, pulling them out of his ears. He wanted to hear this in full. For a split second he wondered about the furniture setup in the fake building. No, he couldn't wait that long, his heart was racing already, his body aching for her. There was a table there, right behind her. And if that wasn't sturdy enough, there was always the floor. His gaze locked with hers, and he advanced on her, forcing her back against the table quickly. It shuddered as they collided with it, sending bullets scattering like dominos. He set the shotgun down on the table, finally releasing her hand from his grip, and reached around her to clear a tabletop spot with his other hand.

"I want you. Right here. Right now."

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

It had been too long since she had touched him, so when she asked him what he wanted to do next, she put an arm around his neck and pressed her body against him. He exuded strength, and she drank it in. The heat from his body, the feel of his muscles through his shirt - all she wanted was his arms around her and to just feel him. Be with him. She loved him so much she could barely contain the emotion of it, it was leaping from her chest as soon as she got near to him.

She told him they could do whatever he wanted, and the smile on his face brought one to hers as well.

"Whatever I want..."

She assumed they were about to leave the range and head home to spend the rest of the day in bed ordering takeout for sustenance. But the way he was looking at her made her heart beat faster. He always looked like such an angel - until the devil came out to play. There was power in that look her was giving her - he was taking charge, and she liked it. He moved forward, forcing her backward, so abruptly that she didn't realize they were close to the table until they crashed into it. He reached around her to clear off the table, and where he touched her it was like fire.

"I want you. Right here. Right now."

She pulled her shirt over her head, and true to her word she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.

"Get your pants off - I want you on top."

Her hands were on the fly of his jeans. She could feel his hardness through the fabric, and she shivered with anticipation. She pushed his jeans down over his hips, unzipping her own and shimmying them down as her hands moved to the buttons of his shirt. Why the hell did he wear a shirt with buttons? She finally pulled the damn thing up over his abs and over his head. Gods his chest looked amazing. She put her mouth on it, licking a path across it before she hopped up onto the table and laid down, pulling him with her.

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

Her arousal, which had already been spiking up periodically since they'd arrived at the range, skyrocketed when he told her what he wanted. Her shirt came off like magic, and his predatory smile grew. His hands went immediately to grope her, as she started to unzip his pants and push them down, setting him free. She tried to tell him what she wanted, and still he just smiled, because he knew what she wanted, and she was about to get it. He left his pants where they were. They were out of the way enough.

She kicked off her own pants, and he just watched her frenzied excitement, and tried not to maul her just yet. He was surprised she didn't rip his shirt off, instead, she gave up on the tedious task of unbuttoning it and pushed it over his head. She licked his chest, and he didn't think he could get any harder. She tried to lay back, and pull him with her, but he grabbed her both the shoulders, stopping her there abruptly. He licked his lips, shaking his head firmly.

"You prowl around here all morning like a little lioness, as if you don't know what that provokes in me....but you do. You KNOW that drives me wild."

He turned her around, wrapping his arms around her front, breathing her in for a moment. Across the table, set deep in the concrete wall, a large mirror reflected the scene back at them. It occurred to him that the mirror was probably transparent on the other side, that there was an observation room behind the glass. If there was anybody back there, they were getting a show. She never cared about modesty, and for the moment, he didn't either. He didn't care about anything except having her right now.

"Bend over."

He growled in her ear, and when she did, he had to stop himself from taking her right away. Zach took a deep breath, holding back for just a little while longer. He pushed her ankles further apart with his boots, dragging his hands down her back, just barely pressing against her, teasing her with his tip. When his hand got to her ass, he smacked it -- hard. He leaned over her, grabbing her hair, pressing his chest against her back, as his free hand traveled up the front of her body.

"That was for earlier."

He said, and when he kissed her aggressively, he finally thrust himself inside. As soon as he did, he let himself go feral.

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

She fumbled with his pants - it was difficult to keep her mind on what she was doing when he was touching her like that, making her want him even more. But finally she got them unbuttoned and pushed down, unzipping her own pants and squirming out of them while her mouth connected with his chest. He had cleared the table behind her, and she wanted him on top of her asap, so she moved to hop up onto it and bring him with her. But he had other ideas.

He grabbed her shoulders, stopping her, and the absence of progress towards her goal was like denying sunlight to a dying plant. She whimpered, her hands touching him, trying desperately to quench this need.

"Please, Zach-"

"You prowl around here all morning like a little lioness, as if you don't know what that provokes in me....but you do. You KNOW that drives me wild."

Oh, this was interesting.

She lowered the lids of her eyes, giving him a sultry stare, licking her own lips, and waiting for what he was going to do. Begging him with her eyes to do it. And then he did, turning her around, putting his arms around her holding her tight against his chest. She inhaled sharply, the feel of him against the back of her turning her on even more, fueling her desire, her need. There was a mirror, and smile crept over her face. He did like mirrors. There had been new ones installed on the ceiling of her room at the Clocktower when she had redecorated, but they hadn't been back there since for him to see them.

"Bend over."

The way he growled it was incredibly hot, and she probably could have come just from that sound in his voice. She did as he commanded, making sure to press her ass against him when she did. She could barely stand this build up, she needed him inside her now. But he had moved back from her.

"Take me...oh gods take me now Zach..."

She gasped as he pushed her legs farther apart, his hands running down her back sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. She shook her hair off her back, exposing her neck the way he liked. She breathed in, feeling him just touching her, waiting for him to sheathe himself inside her, but he was teasing her. His hand moved over the small of her back to her ass, and she sighed at his touch, but then he smacked it hard and she gasped again. He was being so primal - she loved it. He grabbed her hair, his chest pressing against her back, his other hand groping the front of her.

"That was for earlier."

"Mmmm...punish me...I've been naughty..."

And then his mouth was on hers, hard, rough. She cried out loudly against his mouth as he shoved himself all the way inside her.

"Yes! Oh yes!"

His mouth was there again, tongue tasting her, possessing her. He thrust hard against her again and again, mercilessly. There was no respite for her, and he was not being gentle. It was exactly what she wanted from him, for him to ravage her, to be in command, to own her body. She loved that he could dominate her in this way, in a way other men had never been able to.

It didn't take long for her to come, an explosion building up in her body until she felt a heat wave pass through every inch of her, all her extremities tingling from the feel of it, her body contracting hard around his cock. She wanted to collapse forward onto the table, but he wouldn't let her. She clutched at the arm that held her.

"Don't stop! Don't fucking stop!"

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

The sounds she made, the way she surrendered and pleaded with him, it made him feel like a god. Her desire amplified his own, and he felt it flooding his veins. Yes, she cried, when he gave her what she'd been begging for. He kissed her mouth again roughly as he began to fuck her, taking what he wanted for his own. She moaned for him, and he growled in response.

His mouth found one of his favorite places, her bared neck. He gave her a little love bite there, before releasing her hair, grasping the nape of her neck, and standing back up. He drove her hard against the table, and paid no attention to what was knocked off. All he paid attention to was her passion building on itself, and her perfect body, the look and feel of it before him. She came quickly, and threatened to bring him with her over the edge, so he paused for a moment as deep as possible, pinned her hips to the table, and just enjoyed the feel of her orgasm.

Ash: Don't stop! Don't fucking stop!

He smiled wickedly, pulled her upright against him, and kissed her lips again.

"Don't worry baby. The hard part's not over yet."

He promised, looking at her in the mirror, loving what he saw there, and that it was all his. His hands roamed her body as he waited just a couple more seconds, backing off the precipice of his own orgasm. She was so wet, so tight already, he had to pace himself.

"I want to make you come again. Watch me."

He said, as he started to move in and out of her again. He grinded his hips against hers, and though some of his aggression had been spent, his speed picked back up again as his need grew stronger. His right hand found its way down the front of her body, his fingers stroked her between her legs. His left hand found hers on the table, and he pressed his chest against her back, wanting as much contact with her as possible.

"I'm so close...."

He said, practically vibrated with desire, and groaned in pleasure. Soon after, he came with a hard shudder, his heartbeat thundering in his ears, and pounding against his chest.

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

How was it possible, that as many times as they'd fucked, as many times as they'd made love, that he could still surprise her? That she still needed him so badly it was like he was her own life?

She came hard, the orgasm overtaking her, and she felt him thrust again deep into her, and hold there. His hips held her stationary as her body convulsed and shuddered under his. But she didn't want him to stop, she wanted to come again and again, to feel him fuck her mercilessly. He pulled her back against his chest, his mouth finding hers and she hungrily tasting his.

"Don't worry baby. The hard part's not over yet."

She pressed her hips back against him, trying to make him move again, her lips close to his ear.

"Oh gods Zach, I need it...please..."

She felt like a junkie. She'd just had her fix but she needed it again, right away. His hands touched her body and it made her want to scream - she felt like she was going to die if he didn't start moving again now.

"I want to make you come again. Watch me."

Her eyes flicked up to the mirror, to him standing behind her, to his hands roaming her body. She was so wet already, so turned on, all she wanted was him. He started to move and she cried out again.

"Your cock is so fucking big Zach...fuck me...fuck me..."

Her breathing quickened, the press of his hips against her making her want him all the more, and when his hand slid between her legs she moaned his name. She felt his other hand on hers, his chest pressing against her back, and she fought to keep her eyes locked with his in the mirror.

"I'm so close...."

"Gods, yes, come...come inside me..."

Her hips circled him, and she finally lost the battle, her eyes closing with the intense pleasure he was sending through her. Her back arched and bucked as she came again, feeling the hot wave come over her. His fingers were still stroking her, and each time her body clenched again, her mound throbbing. She could hear him groan and then felt him finally come. She reached behind her with her free hand, trying to hold him against her, not wanting him to pull away. She could feel him still inside her, his body pressed against hers. She could feel his heartbeat against her back, strong and fast, and she knew it mimicked her own. She was breathless, but she had to speak, had to tell him.

"You are so fucking amazing."

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

He was covered in a sheen of sweat, his body still alive and pulsing with the high of satisfaction. His chest heaved as he caught his breath, resting his chin on her shoulder, taking both her hands in his and wrapping his arms around her to hug her close.

Ash: You are so fucking amazing.

He kissed her cheek, then searched for her gaze in the mirror, giving her a sated smile.

"Only with you."

He said, kissed the back of her neck, and then her shoulder, before pulling back just enough to turn her back around so her could take her face in both his hands and put his lips on hers. It was a long slow kiss.

"So, do you want to do the fake building now, or save it for next time?"

He asked her. It'd be a lot of fun to do a clearing run, just the two of them, but he didn't want the whole day to be about him. He remembered what she'd suggested earlier, and thought it sounded like a great idea right about now, so he brought it back up.

"We could go back home, get back in our pajamas.... Snuggle up and watch movies.... stay in bed for the rest of the day. I'll order some take out.... whatever you want."

He offered, handing her shirt to her. He pulled his pants back up, looking around now to make sure they didn't have an audience. He wondered if he'd lost his mind.

Fucking in the NYPD gun range? GODS! What was I thinking?

Maybe they should leave now, while they could still make a clean getaway.

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

It amazing her that he could be so full of primal lust one minute, and then so tender the next. He wrapped his arms around her, his chin resting on her shoulder. He kissed her cheek, making her smile. She looked up and saw him in the mirror, smiling back at her. She sighed as he kissed the back of her neck, then her shoulder. He turned her around to face him, and put his hands on either side of her face, drawing her into a kiss. This one wasn't rough, but instead long and slow - and perfect.

"So, do you want to do the fake building now, or save it for next time?"

He handed her shirt to her, and she slipped in on, watching as sadly he pulled his pants back up. Speaking of pants... She looked around on the floor for hers. There was ammo everywhere. Poor Danny would be spending the afternoon cleaning up. She thought about Zach's question.

"We could go back home, get back in our pajamas...Snuggle up and watch movies...stay in bed for the rest of the day. I'll order some take out...whatever you want."

She zipped her pants and then was in his arms again, her hands buttoning his shirt.

"Let's do one run, since we're here."

She reached up and pressed her lips against his.

"A quick one."

She gave him a knowing look, a smile on her lips.

"And then we go home and snuggle."

She licked her lips, fixing his hair with her fingers.

"But no pajamas."

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

Apparently there was nothing to worry about, because not only did nobody bust in to arrest them for public indecency, but Ashley didn't seem the least bit concerned about leaving. She said she wanted to do the fake building, since they were already here, and he rubbed his hands together enthusiastically. She mentioned doing a quick run as she re-buttoned the top of his shirt, kissing him again, to his delight. He was convinced that her lips were made for kissing. When she pulled back, he mirrored her smile.

"A speed run, this'll be fun!"

Ash: And then we go home and snuggle.

She said, with her hands in his hair. He sighed happily and nodded his agreement. When she vetoed the pajamas, he wondered if he could get this woman to agree to marry him. Maybe it was too soon, but his mind started to run away with the idea. He could wait, even if he was already brainstorming how to ask. And what kind of ring would persuade her? Maybe Ziz would know.

"That sounds like an acceptable compromise."

He replied diplomatically, before reloading his pistol magazines, and then a few AR magazines. When he had the pistol mags back in his shoulder holster, and the AR mags stuffed into his back pockets, he knelt to pick up his first target from the floor.

"So I think I'll do the run with that Saint, it's a pretty sweet shooter."

He said casually, unrolling the target so she could read it. At first she looked like she was trying to find the words to be supportive with a straight face, and he looked down to see it was upside down and just looked like a mess. Oops. He rotated it right side up.

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

"A speed run, this'll be fun!"

Ash loved the idea of the two of them fighting side by side like this. They didn't really get to do it that often, and when they did it was never just them. There was something about trusting yourself to the other person, and having them trust you in return. Plus, seeing Zach all soldier-y made her incredibly horny. So she made sure he knew that the prize for finishing the run quickly was to go home and get into bed, together. But no pajamas.

"That sounds like an acceptable compromise."

She grinned, biting her bottom lip as she turned and went for her bag of guns. She wanted her own stuff for this one, pulling out her Five Seven as well as her CSASS service rifle. She loaded both, shoving the FN into her waistband at her back and slinging the CSASS over her shoulder.

"So I think I'll do the run with that Saint, it's a pretty sweet shooter."

"Nice choice."

He was unrolling his target, presumably to show how well he'd done with the Saint.

There were holes everywhere, and not many where you'd want them to be. But still, he had hit the target, which was good.

"That's um...really nice babe. His guts would be so perforated he'd be bleeding out all over the place."

She put an encouraging smile on her face. Zach looked at the target, then turned it right side up. There were words. She silently mouthed them: ZACH LOVES ASH!

It took a second to register, and then her face lit up.

"Oh Zach! That's the sweetest thing I've ever seen!"

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Can I keep it? I want to get it framed..."

She rolled it up carefully and set it down with her jacket on the ammo counter, then led the way into the back where they had it set up to look like tenement buildings. The idea was to shoot the targets of the "bad guys" that popped out at you while not shooting the "civilian" targets. If the enemies got you in their sights for too long, you were dead and the game was over. And of course, completing the course as quickly as possible and without running out of ammo.

"You take the lead, I'll watch your back. Ready?"

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

She smiled and bit her bottom lip, stirring Zach's desire again. He was surprised at himself, wondering how it could be possible that just moments after having her, he could feel that need renewed, yet suddenly he was thinking he couldn't wait to get her home. They could do without a clearing exercise. But then she was strapping on her sidearm, and picking up a rifle, and suddenly he felt like a stallion, ready to run, excited to play.

"Is that.... a compact semi-auto sniper system? Gods, you've gotta be the sexiest sniper that ever touched a trigger."

He said, trying not to drool. Then he told her he'd take the Saint, and displayed his target for her. She tried to say something supportive, and gave him a kind smile. It wasn't exactly the reaction he'd expected, but then he realized it was upside down. When he righted it, her mouth started to move soundlessly. She was reading it. He smiled proudly.

"Oh Zach! That's the sweetest thing I've ever seen!"

She said, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him. Now THAT was more like it.

"Yeah, it's a little more impressive now, isn't it?"

He wrapped his arms around her like it was muscle memory. She asked him if she could keep it, mentioned getting it framed.

"Really? Nobody's ever wanted to frame my target before.... sure, you can keep it."

He said warmly, as he followed her to the next training area. She made him the point man, another privilege he wasn't used to, and he nodded excitedly, loading the first mag into his rifle and switching to burst fire mode.

"I'll clear right, you sweep left."

He said, and then he stomp-kicked in the front door with one try. He immediately brought his rifle up to his shoulder, looked through the ACOG sight, and charged in. A target popped up in his peripheral, but that was up to Ash to get. A split second later one presented for him, and he nailed it, happy to not have fallen for the bait of the first one. They passed the room, traded glances, and then moved to the next room, which was filled with non-combatants. Another room, this one more challenging, because it presented hostage style situations, but Zach smoothly switched to single-shot mode and drilled his bad guys in the forehead without hitting his hostages.

They continued to work their way through the rooms. Zach counted his shots, and when he was down to the last bullet he posted up on a doorway. He reached for the mag eject button with his trigger finger, and with a flick of his wrist, he slung the empty magazine free of the gun, reaching to his back pocket for the reload, slamming it into the mag well and pressing bolt release with his thumb. He signaled when ready again, and they pressed on.

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

"Is that...a compact semi-auto sniper system? Gods, you've gotta be the sexiest sniper that ever touched a trigger."

"And if I ever catch you with another girl, this is not the weapon I will be using. So remember that."

She patted his chest. He told her which gun he'd be using, and showed her the target he'd shot with it. When he finally turned it right side up, her face lit up and she threw her arms around him.

"Yeah, it's a little more impressive now, isn't it?"

She planted a kiss square on his lips, before putting on her sultry voice.

"You are always impressive."

His arms came around her, and she asked if she could keep it, already knowing where she'd hang it in her room. She clapped her hands when he said she could, and she carefully put it away so it wouldn't get damaged. They moved into the the next area, where the "real life" target course was housed. She told him he could go first, and she would cover his back - mainly so she could check out his ass in those jeans, but also because his gun was more suited to being in front.

"I'll clear right, you sweep left."

"Copy that, Captain Sexy."

She slapped the button to start the automated system, and Zach kicked in the front door at the beginning of the course. She moved through the door and cleared his blind side, picking off a target with her rifle. They cleared the rooms with precision, working in tandem, Ash watching out for the secondaries lying in wait to trip up the point. Zach unloaded some impressive head shots in the hostage sit room that made her want to throw him down on the disgusting looking couch and have her way with him, but he was already pressing on. Zach signaled that he needed to reload, and she did too while she had the opportunity. She looked around him and saw that the doorway led into an apartment stairwell.

"You take high, I'll get low."

They pushed out into the stairwell together, moving across the landing taking out their targets. The next door was slightly ajar. Ash pushed it open with the tip of her rifle and cleared, then rolled into the room after Zach. It had opened into what looked like a warehouse, with crates and machinery littered everywhere.

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

Ash: And if I ever catch you with another girl, this is not the weapon I will be using. So remember that.

Zach's eyebrows raised in surprise.

"What use have I for other girls? You're my favorite woman in the whole wide world. None of the rest of them can hold a candle to you, my love."

He assured her. They talked guns, and he showed her the target, which she wanted to keep. She even called him impressive. He grinned broadly at that. She always had such nice things to say about him. Yeah... he was definitely going to try to hang on to her. He didn't even want to think about being apart from her.

They kick-started the speed run, and were making really good time. Zach felt a flare of desire behind him after the hostage room and tossed a salacious glance back at her. He stopped for a reload, and Ash did the same, then told him to clear high. They were getting into multi-level stuff now, which was always fun. He nailed a target at the top of the stairs, and heard her open fire again behind him. She always had his back.

She nudged the next door open with the barrel of her rifle, fired into the opening, and then lifted up the end of her gun so Zach could move in again. This was a much bigger room, a warehouse setting, and Zach saw movement on the upper level as he strafed toward cover. He tried to nail it but even as he followed the trajectory, he realized it must have been out of his range, it looked to be a football field away. They took cover, and something popped up behind them. At first he didn't see a gun and didn't shoot, but when he noticed the suicide vest he smoked it.

"Ash, there's two moving up on the mezzanine."

He told her. In real life they'd need a distraction to draw fire while the sharpshooter picked off the lookouts.

"Get em baby, I'll cover you."

He said, then he popped up to set his elbows on the crates he was backed up against, and he started to take out the low targets that presented on the lower floor.

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

Moving deeper into the warehouse, she really started to have fun. She loved the multiple targets, at all angles around them, not letting you catch your breath between encounters, never knowing if your back was clear or not.

"Ash, there's two moving up on the mezzanine."

"I see 'em."

"Get em baby, I'll cover you."

She waited for him to put down the cover fire, then rolled to the next pile of crates, which gave her better lines to the targets. She aimed and squeezed off two rounds each, dropping them. It almost feels real, she thought, her pulse picking up. She really wanted to get up into a high position with this rifle, so she motioned to Zach that she was going to move up to the second floor and cover him from above.

He covered her ascent, but then from the higher viewpoint she was able to pick off several targets before he reached them. When they reached the other end of the room, Ash slung her weapon over her shoulder and vaulted over the railing to drop down next to Zach. She pulled the Five Seven from her back, firing it into a delayed target behind them.

Her eyes slid over to Zach.

"Always a pleasure to watch your ass, babe."

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

He laid down cover fire, and she drilled the upper targets. Then she signaled her intent to take the high ground, and he nodded, putting lead where it needed to go as she moved into position. When she opened fire again, he moved to new cover and got a look form a different perspective. He zigzagged his way from crates to machines, from machines to cargo pallets, from cargo pallets to the concrete wall on the far side, going prone and reloading in a crawl when he ran out again as he shot his way through the ground floor.

She was like a guardian angel on the upper deck, covering his movements. He rounded blind corners and saw the threats were already addressed, but she still left some fun for him. It was eerily realistic, as far as training went. It brought him back to the old days, and even though he knew it wasn't truly real, his adrenaline pumped anyway. Zach ran out of rifle ammo and smoothly let the gun hang from its strap, reaching for his sidearm. Ash dropped down next to him and pegged a target before he could draw.

Ash: Always a pleasure to watch your ass, babe.

"Well I surely appreciate it."

He smiled, and pulled his pistol from its holster, but when he opened the next door, he saw their run was over. He slid his gun back home, casting a suggestive glance over at her.

"My place, or yours?"

He asked, as they went back over to collect their gear. He'd had a lot of fun, but now he was ready to get back home, order some food, cuddle up with her, and reward her for showing him such a good time.

"How do you feel about pizza and beer for dinner?"

 

[Valkyrie]

The Range

"My place, or yours?"

She looked over at him and winked, pulling her hair out of its ponytail and shaking it down.

"Whichever is closer."

They walked back into the main building, and Ash tossed the CSASS and FN into her bag, dumping the other three weapons on the counter for Danny to clean. She slid into her jacket and picked up her prize target, carefully rolled.

"How do you feel about pizza and beer for dinner?"

"Sounds like heaven."

She smiled, touching his shoulder and standing on her toes to kiss his cheek.

"Especially if it's followed by you eating dessert off my stomach."

She reached up to run her finger through his beard before starting to lead the way out. When they got back to the entrance, she tossed Danny the keys to the weapons lockup.

"We left what we used on the counter to be cleaned. Oh, and there seemed to be a lot of loose ammo around on the ground. No idea why."

She flashed him a smile, taking Zach's hand as they left. They headed to the Ferrari, Zach stowing the bag in the trunk and Ashley sliding into the front passengers seat. She rested her hand on his thigh as he drove, and kept stealing glances at him, smiling, trying to work out whether she thought he could drive the car without crashing if she unbuttoned his jeans and gave him a happy on the way home. Deciding that Zach was likely to wind up in the emergency room, one way or another, if she did, she laid back against her seat and sighed.

"That was a great day."

Zach pulled into the garage under the building, and they collected their stuff and headed for the elevator. When the door started to close, Ash turned and pressed her body against Zach, giving him a long and slow kiss as they rode upward. Then she pulled away, holding out the target to him.

"Do me a favor and hold this, will you babe?"

When he did, she backed up until she was standing just inside the doors, and when they dinged at Zach's floor and opened she slid out of her jacket as she turned, letting it fall onto the floor of the elevator. She exited, pulling her shirt over her head as she did so, letting it drop onto the hallway. She left a trail: one boot, then another, then her pants as she stood leaning against Zach's door waiting for him to open it.

 

[Orion]

Gun Range

When he asked her who's place they were going back to, he'd wanted to give her a chance to go 'home'. They'd been at his place for a couple of weeks now, which he liked because they had a lot more privacy, and he didn't have to feel weird about Zizi listening to them having sex, but at the same time, he knew what it was like to always stay over at your significant other's place and not feel totally at home.

And then, she suggested they go to which ever place was closer, and the way she was shaking her mane out of its ponytail, he wasn't entirely sure they'd make it all the way TO the place that was closest. He was damn sure going to drive like Dale Earnhardt though. He suggested pizza and beer for dinner. He already had a case of beer in his fridge, and ordering pizza was easy.

Ash: Sounds like heaven. Especially if it's followed by you eating dessert off my stomach.

He kissed her back when she leaned in, and grazed her abs with his fingertips when she pulled back, the look on his face implying that he was fully on board with that idea.

"Desert is ice cream......"

He said, smirking as he thought about watching it melt on her skin, and how she'd squirm under his cold tongue. Oh yes. They'd be doing that. Good thing they didn't plan on pajamas. Gods, he was going to get hard again if he didn't stop thinking about it. He was on cloud nine as Ashley led him out of the range and to the car. He even forgot to thank Danny. She kept glancing at him and smiling. Always, with that naughty smile.

He drove like a bat out of hell. Somehow no cops were there to catch him. It was a stroke of luck, because he was breaking every traffic ordinance there was. On the other hand, he was pretty sure any cop would take one look at Ash and go easy on Zach. She had her hand on his thigh, and there was a flow like electricity in that touch. He decided if her hand traveled any further up his leg, he'd just pull over somewhere secluded.

The thought of her touching him right now, or, Gods have mercy: road head, was nearly enough to make him lose control -- of himself and the vehicle. When she leaned back in her seat and sighed, he realized she'd decided against whatever racy idea had crossed her mind. That was a slight disappointment, but probably for the best. His car was better off for not having been wrapped around a light pole. He was doing good just to shift without grinding his gears.

In the elevator she leaned in to kiss him, a slow, sensual build, that made him think his heart would break if it it ever stopped. When she pulled away she left him breathless, desperate for more, but surprisingly, his heart didn't break, though it did skip a beat or two when he held the target and she started to strip down as she sauntered to his apartment door. The elevator doors dinged again and threatened to close him in, cutting off his view. He snapped out of his trance, quickly stepped into them, and they stopped and reopened.

He was still carrying the range bag. He carefully tucked the target between the handles, and set it down for a moment, standing just on this side of the elevator, which closed and left behind him. He unbuttoned his shirt hastily about three quarters of the way, and then just ripped the last few buttons so he could drop his shirt next to hers on the floor. He picked up the bag again, kicking off his boots next to hers, matching the trail she left, until he was as naked as she was. He split this floor with only one neighbor, a New York Yankee who was no stranger to the sight of clothes on the hallway floor.

When he got to his door, he almost dropped everything, just to be with her again. They were close enough to touch, in fact, his dick was already reaching for her. He was nearly overcome with his passion, but he took a deep breath. He managed to get the door unlocked and deposited the range bag just inside without ever peeling his gaze from her. He threw the keys into his apartment, caring not where they went, and took both her hands in his.

"How about we do dessert first?"

 

[Valkyrie]

EOS Nomad

She made sure to tell him how good pizza and beer sounded, and that he would be getting something special for dessert too.

"Desert is ice cream......"

"Good...I'm feeling a little...hot."

She ran her fingertips suggestively over her chest as she lead the way out of the range and followed Zach to the car. He was driving like a maniac, which made her smile, but in the end she decided against a blowjob here in the car. After all, he did say, "No eating in the Ferrari." Plus, she was pretty sure he'd roll the car if she did.

They made it in one piece to Zach's place, the ride in the elevator agonizingly slow, or rather, feeling that way. As soon as they reached his floor she started to lose her clothes, piece by piece, then stood languidly leaning against the doorframe of his apartment like she hadn't a care in the world. Zach almost got shut back into the elevator, and she laughed, covering her mouth as he starting to strip down, mimicking what she had done.

Her eyes roamed down and then back up as he reached the door, taking him all in appreciatively. Their eyes locked, and a sultry smile played on her lips as he unlocked the door. He took both her hands in his, and she bit her bottom lip in anticipation.

"How about we do dessert first?"

She took a slow step forward so she could press her body against his, her mouth kissing his chest then tilting up to look at him.

"Please tell me you have ice cream in the freezer."

 

[Orion]

EOS Nomad

She looked so beautiful, standing there wearing nothing but a smile, it nearly knocked him over. And the way her eyes took him in, her nibbling her lip in anticipation, Zach thought he might come as soon as she touched him. That would just not do. He reminded himself that this didn't have to be a feral rush like before, that taking his time would draw out the pleasure. He took her hands and pulled her into the apartment, suggesting they go out of order and start with dessert. She stepped closer and kissed his chest, and he took another deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment.

Ash: Please tell me you have ice cream in the freezer.

He opened his eyes, nodding slowly as he lead her past the billiards table and over to the leather couch next to the window-wall. He insisted that she have a seat, and when she did he leaned down to kiss her, running his fingertips from her jaw, across her collar bone, between her breasts, down her abdomen and just as he got down below her waistline, he pulled away.

"I'll be right back."

He promised, and dashed around the corner into the kitchen. There was the sound of him opening the fridge, knocking a bunch of stuff over as he grabbed the carton of Haagen-Dazs Rocky Road, and then yanking the silverware drawer open in his rush to return. Yet as he came back around the corner, he strolled calmly, trying his best to play it cool.

"Do me a favor and hold this, will you babe?"

He said, echoing her earlier request in the elevator as he handed her the ice cream carton. He sat down next to her legs, those silky smooth, wonderfully long legs. He wanted to be between them so bad, he placated himself by taking one of her ankles and pulling it across his lap. He slid his hand slowly back up her leg, licking his lips as his eyes traveled the length of her body.

He had a spoon, which he used to feed her the first bite of ice cream, watching her expression. The next spoonful was his, by rights, but it never touched his lips. He dragged it down the front of her body, following the trail his fingertips had taken earlier. His mouth followed next, licking and slurping up what the spoon had left behind. Her turn again, and he gave her another bite, and then leaned against her to taste her kiss.

His next spoonful was dropped on her nipples, and he lapped it up, looking up at her with smiling eyes. He fed her again, and scooted himself back a bit for his next turn. He scooped another spoonful, and lowered it down between her thighs, but at the last second, he pulled the spoon up and stuck it in his mouth. As he let it chill his tongue, he smiled at her wickedly. A couple of seconds later he pressed a cold kiss on the inside of her thigh, and then his mouth moved to the hottest part of her, and he slurped for ice cream that wasn't there. He passed her the spoon, because she could handle it from there. He was busy.