With her cheek smushed against her hand and her elbow propping her head up against Gonky, Omega's other hand held a white jagged game chip. Without so much as a sigh or the twitch of an eyebrow, she lifted the chip over one of Crosshair's and then another that sat diagonally across it. She then took the two black pieces and tossed them into a cloth bag that hung off of one of Gonky's sides. Omega huffed despondently. She almost hated winning because she knew she'd never lose. Strategy games like this weren't a challenge for her. The only time they were ever difficult was when Tech played against her. He had always been one step ahead of Omega. Even back then.
A frown tugged at the corners of Omega's lips before her gaze lifted up to Crosshair who had been sitting in the copilot's seat. The sun was starting to set now here on Pabu and the orange rays of light caught Crosshair's brown eyes, making them almost glow. His feet were propped up on the ship's console while he twisted and chewed on a toothpick, solemnly staring off into the unknown. As he always did. Crosshair had completely stopped paying attention to the game.
He looks good like this...
A thought. A quick and guilty thought. One that Omega wasn't unfamiliar with but one that she shouldn't be welcoming. A thought she'd keep to herself, too. It was one thing to think a man who was twice her age (at least physically) was handsome... but another thing to think someone who shared your genes handsome. But Omega couldn't deny it. She had seen plenty of men throughout her adventures across the galaxy but not one compared to Crosshair. Omega thought all clones had to be attractive and objectively, they were... but Crosshair sparked something in her. It made sense to her.. After all, she did help design them in a round about way.
Having grown up without brothers of her own, she always fantasized about what it would be like if she were a regular clone going on missions and keeping the Republic safe. Taking a liking to pencils and paper, Omega had created her very own squad. She had drawn them going on missions, adventures, protecting their Jedi. There wasn't a scenario her pencil did not know. All drawn with Omega by their side. Nala Se took note of these drawings... and then there they were. Hunter, Tech, Wrecker and... Crosshair. Medically defective clones like herself.
Maybe it's natural, then? Omega thought as she stared at Crosshair with a concerned scowl on her face, still digging through her memories and emotions.
Crosshair lightly chewed on the toothpick in his mouth, all too aware of how few he had left. He had meant to ask Hunter to get some on his next supply run but didn't in the end, for one reason or another. Crosshair was also aware that Omega had played her turn and was waiting for him. He didn't really see the point in continuing the game for Omega always won. Crosshair didn't think of that in a bitter way. He had simply realized early on that he'd never win against her. Not that he found this game particularly engaging anyway. He bit down a little harder on his toothpick and twisted it idly. Crosshair could see Omega looking at him through the corner of his eye. She had been... staring a lot lately. At the rest of the squad, too, but him just a little more than the others. It didn't make him uncomfortable but he definitely noticed. It was different from when she used to do it in the beginning. When she simply wanted to imitate them. But now... there was a glimmer behind her eye that would flicker out when caught.
"What?" He asked, his annunciation precise and his voice sibilant, finally breaking the silence.
Omega jolted out of her trance as if Crosshair had shot a blaster bolt straight through her. After a few moments, she voluntarily deflated into the seat, expelling the tension left in her muscles.
"How much longer are they going to take? Their meetings don't usually take this long.." Omega asked while pursing her lips together, idly fidgeting with some of Gonky's buttons. A faint dusting of maroon fell upon her cheeks. She was trying to come up with an excuse for her intense staring and trying to change the subject. These were secret matters of hers! She couldn't let Crosshair know about these thoughts. As much as she felt like one of them now, she wasn't willing to put her squad.. her home... at risk for something so silly.
Crosshair brought his legs down from the console and faced her now. Omega's fidgeting and overall demeanor had been all very out of character for her. Crosshair and his brothers all knew very well how assertive she could be. Her question about the meeting was an obvious misdirection. Still, he had no real reason to crack down on her so he let her off the hook.
Crosshair took his toothpick in between his index and thumb and said, "It's only been about an hour. You know it can take up to a few. What's the rush? Bored of me already?" Crosshair teased with his usual dry humor, a smirk twisting the corner of his lips upwards.
"No, I'm not bored of you!" It's the opposite..Omega lifted her shoulders as if she were trying to close in on herself. The blush only deepened at his words. Her eyes darted from his face and back down to Gonky. "It's just.."
To get an animal off of your trail... Hunter's words rung in her mind. You have to distract them.. Hunter's teachings echoed in Omega's mind as they often did whenever she was feeling nervous.
"You've.. just stopped playing with me.." Omega said quietly with a pouted bottom lip.
Crosshair made a slightly confused and almost accusatory expression before leaning back in his seat, sticking his toothpick back in between his teeth while lifting his legs back up onto the console. Crosshair let himself drift into the fading light once more.
"They'll be here soon enough. You'll manage."
Basically becoming one with the copilot's cushions, Omega attempted to shy away from any further interactions. She pressed her little socked feet up to Gonky's side, rocking him back and forth in between her and Crosshair. Against her better judgement, Omega looked up at Crosshair again.
His jawline, cheekbones, eyebrows, his nose... All of these features Omega had but his were more exaggerated. They were so similar yet so different. The knot in her stomach twisted. His demeanor, his height, even his body ... These were all differences that Crosshair had. Omega liked them. Especially his voice. From his sardonic tones to his sleepiest grumbles, Omega adored it. He sounded so much different than the other clones.
Crosshair could feel her eyes on him still. He didn't need enhanced senses to know when someone was staring at him. He sighed in mock annoyance rather than any actual irritation. He lowered his feet from the console again and turned his chair towards her. Crosshair finally looked down at the pieces. Of course she was beating him again.
"Look, kid, we both know I'm not going to—"Crosshair stopped mid-sentence as his eyes met her own, Omega looking away immediately once he did.
She was blushing. And the way she was messing with the droid told him something really was going on. Her eyes were darting all over the place and her feet and hands moved constantly. What in blazes could have her so nervous?
"Omega.." He began in a low tone. Crosshair leaned forward in his chair, their faces only separated by Gonky now. He looked right into her eyes. "What is really going on with you lately?"
Omega felt her heart jump into her throat, beating hard and fast as if it was trying to escape. She quickly scrambled to sit back up in her chair, unable to avoid looking at him now for if she looked away, he would continue to be suspicious of her.
Y'know, Omega… You should almost always tell the truth. Just not all of it. Not 'cause you're lyin'... but because not everyone's earned the whole thing.. Wrecker's voice...
"I've... just.. been thinking!" Omega cleared her throat, her eyebrows drew together in confusion of herself as if her own words felt wrong in her mouth.
"I.. think it's kinda funny how.. I got to pretty much pick how you all looked.." She said exasperated, finally able to breathe a bit better now that some of the truth was out.
"Well, sort of.. but when she was editing our squad's genetic code, she did ask me if I wanted to change your eye color.." Omega laughed nervously. "But.. but I didn't.. I wanted.." Omega closed her eyes and locked her fingers together, pressing her thumbpads against eachother.
"I wanted to have at least one thing in common with all of you.."
Omega opened her eyes, but she didn't look at Crosshair. Instead, she looked out of the ship's transparisteel windows and into Pabu's sunset, reminiscing on memories with Nala Se and Kamino.
Crosshair's eyes widened a little but his face remained largely unchanged. Still, he was surprised by the revelation. Omega had told them back on Tipoca City that she had been there during their creation. As far as he was aware, they all had understood that she had been a mere observer to Nala Se's work. None of them had any idea she had directly participated in creating them. Crosshair looked at the floor for a moment and then back at Omega, who seemed more relaxed now. Crosshair was sharper than that. He knew that wasn't all that had been bothering her. Crosshair was patient. Whether that was something coded into him or not he didn't know. Sooner or later, though, he'd find his perfect shot and she wouldn't be able to hide it anymore.
"So.." He began, his voice suddenly severe, making sure he'd catch Omega's attention.
Omega, with the same slightly pouted bottom lip looked at Crosshair expectantly.
"What you're saying is that it's your fault we're all this unattractive?" He teased again as he leaned back in his chair, his slim physique catching the harsh shadows made by the setting star.
"And here I thought you cared about us.." He finished, a small almost imperceptible smirk on his face.
A smile crept across her cheeks the longer Crosshair went on before it broke out across her face. Omega was beaming now, a giggle fluttering into her chest and out into the air between them.
"Haha, stop! You're not unattractive. I made sure you were all lookers!"
As Omega's laughter died down, she settled back down into her emotions that lied just beneath the surface. Surely, Crosshair would think she was weird if she outright admitted to him that she thought he was genuinely attractive. He'd likely not even take her seriously.
What would be the point? It would just be awkward.. No matter how I said it!
A memory faded in. Omega was curled up in Nala Se's lap while the familiar sound of a Kaminoan thunderstorm raged on just outside the window. Omega had been playing with sliders on Nala Se's datapad to see what each of Clone Force 99 might look like when they grew older. CT-9901... CT-9902... CT-9903... CT-9904... It all had felt like a little game to her at the time. Numbers, sliders and code... But when they started to grow, Omega started to imagine herself by their side. Training, learning, playing.. They became more than just a drawing on a piece a paper... More than just a special new batch of clones... They became her dream.
"Lookers..." Crosshair repeated quietly, not sure how to respond to that coming from her. He wasn't even sure how to respond to something like that in the first place coming from anyone. He leaned forward once again, resting his chin on his clasped hands.
"It's.. really weird isn't it?" Omega asked, a slight grimace on her face as she awaited Crosshair's response. She had been asking two questions in one... A hidden one that Crosshair didn't know she was asking.
It's weird that I basically custom ordered Clone Force 99... and it's weird that I feel this way..
"Well.." He began. "As far as Kaminoan experiments go... I believe letting a clone design other clones is not the worst thing I've heard at this point."
Omega smiled and gave a little awkward giggle. She agreed with her brother on that.
"I can live with that.. but.." Crosshair's eyebrows furrowed as he looked Omega over, trying to figure her out. Despite having lost his right hand, the one that always shot him straight... What he hadn't lost were his eyes. As sharp as they were, Crosshair couldn't quite figure her out. It had been months now of peace and quiet with his brothers on Pabu... and Omega. Crosshair believed he'd always be indebted to Omega but their relationship was more than a debt being paid. He'd never say it aloud but he considered her someone he loved. A sister. Family. And because of that, he could always tell when something was wrong with her. With those sharp sniper eyes of his.
"Is that really what's on your mind? Don't think I haven't noticed your staring." He continued, carefully looking at her face to gauge her reaction. "Simply admiring your handiwork or was there something else?"
Omega bit her bottom lip. Crosshair was nothing if not a sharp shot.. and Omega was down his barrel now and there was nothing more she could do to escape his sights. Omega threw her hands up into the air in defeat and covered her face. She brought her legs up close to her chest and planted her heels on the pilot's seat, mumbling just behind her hands.
"I just... think you're handsome.."
Gonky slowly turned towards Omega with a soft mechanical whir before deciding he'd leave the both of them to sort this out.
"Gonk gonk.." Gonked Gonky, as if saying good luck.His little steps could be heard down the hall, leading down to his charging dock.
Crosshair's face did show surprise then. Handsome?Crosshair thought as the faintest maroon blushed across his cheeks. He was thankful that Omega had covered her face. Crosshair had never seen her like this before. During battle she was collected and capable. Out of it she was confident and selfless.. Almost suicidally so. But this was definitely new behavior. Behavior he thought he was surely not equipped to deal with. He was a soldier. Not a psychologist.
"Omega.." He began almost solemnly, not really knowing where he was going next. Up until this point, in many ways, he still thought of Omega as that bright eyed kid they had met on Kamino. But now, here, after hearing her say that... Something shifted inside Crosshair.
Omega nearly fell apart from the embarrassment and let one leg drop down off of the chair, her hands lowering from her face and down to her sides. Her eyebrows turned inwards while she looked away, as if she had ruined everything already.
Crosshair looked her over. Neither of them were wearing particularly alluring clothing but she had been wearing something a lot more girly than usual. It was a white, long sleeved shirt that fell down just above her thighs and form fitting black pants. He could make out the womanly features that had sprouted where there hadn't been any before. Even her face had changed.. became sharper. As she lowered her legs, Crosshair couldn't help but look. It seemed she had grown into a young woman faster than he had been able to process. But here, now... He could see it. He realized how much more mature she was now. Body and mind. Even some time ago, when Omega had begun wearing her hair in a ponytail back on Tantiss, some subconscious part of him had liked that change. Catching himself in this dangerous train of thought, Crosshair made a strange, quiet groaning and pinched the bridge of his nose. He shut his eyes as if his head hurt.
"Look, Omega.." He began once more, his voice uncharacteristically unsure. "I don't think you really understand what you're saying right now.."
Omega felt dejected. Crosshair still saw her as just some kid who didn't understand anything.. Who didn't know what she was saying.. And maybe she didn't fully understand everything in the galaxy but she knew herself. She knew her feelings.
"I.. do know what I'm saying, Crosshair." She sighed, closing her eyes with the same expression on her face. "I'm not a kid anymore.."
Crosshair knew he wasn't the most sensitive or empathetic person, but he could tell at once how hurt and embarrassed she was. Partly because he felt embarrassed, too. The shadows being cast onto his face from the ship's hull made his blush difficult to see, but he could feel his cheeks growing hot. A whole cocktail of emotions swirled around in his mind. Conscious or subconscious... All of it was bubbling to the surface now and he found himself struggling to find a way to console her.
He sighed and continued looking at her after grabbing his toothpick out of his mouth.
"We're clones. Isn't it.. strange to like someone who is basically you?" He said, unsure, feeling like a hypocrite because he knew now he had felt similar feelings that Omega was experiencing.
Omega's heart felt as if it were going to burst out of her chest and fall into her hands. Omega didn't know what she was expecting. This was her brother! Of course he wasn't going to return her feelings... Despite her being older than him, she still looked much younger. As much as she had grown all of these years on Pabu, her body was still not that of a woman's. Her breasts were still small and so was the rest of her.
"Look.. If it makes you feel any better.. I think you look... nice." He attempted to reassure her but his words felt like they were off-key. It sounded disingenuous but Crosshair had meant it. Crosshair forced a smile and it couldn't be more obvious. He was not used to comforting someone. He wanted Omega to know she was allowed to feel whatever weird things she had been feeling. Crosshair didn't know much about girls, much less adolescent ones, but he knew this age was a strange and difficult time. He didn't want to make it any harder for her. Despite his efforts, It was not enough to deflate the almost tangible tension that now hung between the two. After another few awkward seconds of silence, he spoke up again. This time, a little more in his tune.
"You know.." He leaned back in his seat and put the toothpick back in between his teeth once again. "For a clone."
Omega groaned, a smile washing over her face once more but tears welled up in her eyes despite him successfully diffusing the tension. Crosshair felt relieved once he saw her smile. He still felt a little unsure about the whole situation and what their feelings might truly mean, but he still allowed himself to smile back. A slightly more natural smile.
"What, am I not your tyyyype, Crosshair, is that it?" She huffed and stood up from the pilot's seat, letting it spin. She wiped her tears away with her sleeve before crossing her arms in front of him.
Crosshair dismissed her with a smirk and a wave, wanting to look her over now that she was standing but not wanting to let himself slip again. Instead, he looked back out towards Pabu, getting her out of sight.
"Or do you just not like older women?" Omega then put her hands on her hips, attempting to look more mature. Her expression was a mockery of how an older woman might look at Crosshair, her eyes half-lidded and her lips pursed, sultry and smug, an expression Omega had never attempted to make before.
Crosshair nearly swallowed his toothpick then. He slowly turned towards her, an amused yet incredulous look painted on his face. He looked Omega over. Her exaggerated pose and facial expressions worked in her favor despite her unserious attitude.
"You're really planning on reminding me of that little fact for the rest of my life, aren't you?" He said dryly.
"Forever if I must!" Omega laughed as she spun around to face away from him. She closed her eyes and gave him a defiant nod with a hmph!
A flame sparked inside Crosshair. As tiny as it was... it fueled him to speak.
"Well, since you're clearly so experienced.." He said, his tone slowing down as he played with the toothpick in his mouth before taking it out to use it to accentuate his next sentence. Omega's smug and confident demeanor slowly began to fade as he spoke.
"How would... an older woman like yourself show a tired soldier like me that you find him... Attractive?" A noticeable smirk grew on his face. Crosshair thought he'd finally shot her down. That Omega would realize she was out of her depth. Yet, a part of him was more than a little curious in just how far he could make her go.
That look.. his voice..!
Something swelled within Omega, starting from down below and traveling up her spine. A feeling she had never experienced before. Her lips parted, a sound caught in her throat. A sound so desperate to escape and know what freedom tasted like. Omega slowly looked back at him from the corner of her eye. She was stunned by the shock wave that just tore through her nervous system. She thought that if she were a droid, that this is what a droid popper might feel like. It left her trembling. Her breath quickened and became more shallow. Omega had no idea what she could say.. but something inside of her ached for her little brother Crosshair.
Crosshair was looking at her carefully now, gauging her emotions, seeing how they seemingly got more intense the longer this conversation kept going. Crosshair didn't know if his attraction was caused by his lack of interactions with women. But here one was, seemingly interested in him, despite them both being clones. After mulling it over, he quickly decided that wasn't the case. He'd seen plenty of women in his travels throughout the galaxy and none had ever stuck out to him. But Omega was, of course, very different. He cared about her. He would sacrifice everything for her, including himself. But this attraction.
This is something simpler. It had to be. It was instinct. Her features were pleasing to him because he was a man... or at least, that's what he told himself.
Omega stood there, aching, wracking her mind. Omega turned away from him again, trying to focus. She couldn't think straight with him in her vision. He was toying with her.. and it was tearing her open from the inside out.
You eat what you kill... and you don't play with your food.. Echoed Hunter...
"Well.. I'd.." Omega paused, lifting her fingertips up to her bottom lip before running them across it. She sucked in a deep breath, preparing herself.
"I'd kiss him."
Crosshair stared at her in disbelief. He tilted his head to the side and smiled incredulously.
"You wouldn't.." He said, talking both to himself and her.
He then sat back on his chair, seemingly opening his lap for any crazy ideas she might have. There was a nonzero chance of her taking him up on his silent offer.
Unfortunately for Crosshair, his disbelief only egged Omega on and sparked her very own flame inside her. A flame that wasn't going to die down with something as natural as water. Omega uncrossed her arms and turned to face him, her hands by her sides in fists as she prepared herself. This was harder than any mission she had been on... but it had to be done. She needed to see this through. Omega needed him.
Omega had idly watched the Bad Batch for far too long without taking any action. She had thought joining them on their adventures was enough.. but nothing short of her giving herself to one of them could sate her desire to be one with her brothers. Omega loved them all equally... but Crosshair twisted something inside her that begged to be pulled. And he was the one she chose. The one she would always choose.
Crosshair thought she would hesitate. He thought she would finally get too embarrassed and cover her face again and they'd both laugh at how stupid they had been. But by now he knew that's not what he wanted. He wanted to see how far she'd go. For him.
Omega took a few steps forward and lifted her knee up onto Crosshair, climbing up into his lap effortlessly. Crosshair's breath hitched as she climbed on top of him. He felt his heart throbbing in his temple. Not completely unlike what he felt in battle. He hesitated, wanting to place his hands on her body but he was unsure of where. Crosshair settled for the obvious answer and placed his hands on her hips, securing her firmly on top of him.
Omega allowed him to guide her body with his hands. She straddled his hips now, her hands resting on his shoulders as she gazed into his brown eyes, mirroring her own. Omega drew closer and closer to Crosshair's face, their lips inches apart. She adorned a languid expression as she looked down at his lips now. Her lips parted and she caught his toothpick in between her teeth, beginning to slide it out from in between his teeth.
Crosshair chuckled drily as she took the toothpick out, still not believing this was really happening. He looked into her eyes. His eyes were intense, determined... and hungry.
Sitting back, she challenged Crosshair, "Try. Me."Omega said smugly as she pushed his toothpick to the other side of her mouth with her tongue.
Crosshair leaned forward while he slid his hand from her hip to her lower back before slowly moving it up. Once between her shoulder blades he pulled Omega towards him, stopping her when the only thing separating them was the toothpick's sharp edge. Crosshair's slim and slender fingers trailing up her back sent shivers up Omega's spine. Crosshair took the toothpick from her and back into his teeth, her mouth so close it almost made him lightheaded. He could feel Omega's breath on his lips. Crosshair slowly pulled on the toothpick until it was back in his mouth. A soft and unsure moan escaped Omega once he took it from her, as if she weren't made to make such a sound. Quietly blowing it out of his mouth and to the floor, Crosshair leaned back in slowly, their faces closer than they had ever been before.
"Well.." He said, his voice breathy and low. "I can't help but notice you still haven't kissed me.." He finished, his eyes half-lidded with need as he gazed into her daring eyes.
Omega's senses were overloaded. His voice.. His touch.. The way he looked at her.. His chest pressed to her own. It was all becoming too much. She closed her eyes gently and swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure against Crosshair's relentless barrage of wit and expertise.
Crosshair smirked at her as she got closer, his hands firmly holding onto her. Holding her here, against him. Crosshair was fighting back against the warmth growing beneath his body glove but it was impossible not to feel Omega through it. The curves of her butt and the parting of her legs where her womanhood lay just beneath those tight black pants. If he didn't know any better, he would've thought Omega dressed up like this just for him... Maybe he thought a little too well of his big little sister.
Omega needed to find a way to expel this tension rising inside of her. Despite all of her apprehensions, fears and insecurities… She was going to kiss him. Omega knitted her eyebrows together and scrunched up her nose before grabbing Crosshair's face. He saw her face contort and knew there was no going back. Omega's lips pressed hard against his own, her soft hand cupping his jaw. Their lips connected like lock and key. Omega melted into the kiss, her body falling almost entirely limp on top of her brother. One of her hands fell onto his chest but the other stayed on his jaw, enjoying the rough texture of his five o'clock shadow. Crosshair's eyes closed instinctively. He knew neither of them had kissed anybody before but he could tell she cared as little about that as he did. Soft groans escaped him as he pressed Omega's body to his own. Crosshair could feel her small, soft breasts pressing against his chest as he moved her down onto him.
"Mmnfh!" Another unsure moan escaped Omega but was muffled by the kiss. She shakily pulled away after a few moments. She was nervous.. Omega could barely open her eyes but still she sought Crosshair's approval with them.
"Hahh.. hhah.. Nnh.." Omega panted.
"W-What are you.. Hhwah!" Omega had never once imagined anything like this. What was Crosshair trying to do? It wasn't like she could produce any milk!
"You.. I-I'm not going to be able.. to make anything come out.. Cross.. hair--Ohh, my stars.." Omega shivered, her shoulders lifted up as she tried to process the new sensation. His tongue, his lips, his teeth..
Despite it being odd and new, she couldn't deny how good it felt to have Crosshair doing this to her. He chuckled at her comment. It made him even more resolved to attack them as if something would. He groaned into her breast. He licked and bit as if he were starving.
Her upper lip twitched into a pleasured sneer as she bit her bottom one.
"H-Ha-Haahh.. F-Faster.. move your.. fingers faster.."
"So impatient.." He chided, his lips separating from her breast momentarily. He began reaching deeper into her, thrusting his fingers faster, hearing her slickness as he moved. What a lewd sound, he thought. He liked it, liked making her like this.
Wanting to give him more access to her privates, Omega slid her hand down the arm that had been holding her shirt up. She trailed her hand down her body until she found the button on her pants, fumbling with it. They had no zipper, only a snap fastener and a fold which made it much easier for her to undo. Omega quickly unbuttoned it and shoved the hems of her pants down with a sigh of relief, freeing Crosshair in the process.
Omega looked down at his hand angled against her crotch. Beneath her underwear. Omega watched as his knuckles pushed against the thin white fabric with each pump of his fingers. The sight of them made the ache inside of her hurt more.
So gentle. So innocent. An innocence he was taking away. The thought made him almost feel guilty. Crosshair thought that she should be doing this with a boyfriend. He didn't deserve her. But thinking of her with someone else.. The thought revolted him.
Crosshair brought her even closer against him, her exposed breasts pressing into his chest as he fingered her.
Omega cried out as he pistoned his two gloved fingers into her wet cunt, moans being coaxed out of her by them.
"Ah ahh.. Ah. Uhnn.. mnnh.." She gazed up at him as he fingered her. Seeing the hunger within Crosshair's eyes broke her. The shine of morality inside of them receding and fading away. Omega knew the inherent taboo of all of this.
Their maturity levels, her age, their genetic makeup.. She loved him for these things. She loved him as he was and he was her brother in almost every way. But she didn't care. No one in the entire galaxy would ever know her like her own brother did. No one in this entire galaxy could wreak such havoc on her body other than Crosshair.
All of this wasn't just a dream. Omega was delirious. Overstimulated mentally and physically. Everything around her began to blur.
She fell back. Omega almost completely fell out of Crosshair's lap, but she managed to catch herself on his knees. She then propped herself back up with one hand on his leg and the other hooked around the back of Crosshair's neck. Her back arched instinctively while she rolled her hips against him, attempting to grind any part of herself against his thinly clothed cock.
Crosshair moved the hand that was holding her shirt and bra up to her face, letting the fabric sit just above her breasts. He gently caressed Omega's face and brought her closer.
She winced from the cold metal against her cheek and peeked open one of her eyes. She smiled at Crosshair, attempting to reassure him. Her hands ran up his body and her arms draped around his neck, her expression lustful but simultaneously adoring. It shimmered and swam in her eyes and manifested as tears. Tears from how happy she was to be this close with him. Just as a woman would be.
Crosshair's eyebrows turned upwards as he watched the tears roll down her cheeks. He let them. Crosshair then pulled her desperately into another kiss. He knew just how much Omega loved him at that moment and he was intent on returning it two fold.
Crosshair trusted her. He knew that if there was something truly wrong she'd stop him.
Oh, what was he thinking.. All of this was wrong, Crosshair thought. But he realized he didn't care anymore. Soon, he would make her unable to think of anyone but him like this.
Crosshair's fingers delved deeper now into Omega. He stared into her eyes as he fingered her before leaning in and licking her tears as they trickled down her cheeks. A gasp escaped Omega but Crosshair's lips silenced her.
As he kissed her again, he removed his cold metal hand from her face to unbuckle his pants. Crosshair shifted in his seat, keeping her locked in the kiss. He then pushed his pants and underwear down. His cock sprung upwards. Harder than Kyber. Hot and throbbing.
Omega moaned and pushed back against him, her legs threatening to close even in this position. As they kissed, she teased his lips with her tongue, begging to be let in. Omega wanted to explore him, too.
Crosshair received her tongue eagerly and grunted animalistically as he tasted it. His little big sister... Someone he used to even see as a daughter was now bucking her hips on his fingers as they tongue kissed. It was intoxicating. Crosshair couldn't stand the aching any longer. Bringing one of her hands down from his neck, he simply placed it on his shaft. Crosshair was eager to see what she would do with it.
Completely mesmerized by their tongues intertwining only moments before, Omega dazedly allowed her hand to be moved. Her fingers rested against something firm and hot. Once she realized what it was, she gasped and gripped a little tighter out of surprise, not letting the need for air or the shock take her away from this kiss. A groan came from Crosshair and he bit down gently on her lip, pulling away momentarily to breathe before kissing her again aggressively. Omega wasn't ready to process the visual of her hand wrapped around her brother's cock just yet. Crosshair grabbed a hold of her hand and began to guide it up and down his shaft. Just from the few pumps she managed on her own, he was already twitching. Omega was such a fast learner…
Her right hand moved down to one of Crosshair's. The one that was already stuffed inside her panties. Omega parted it with her index and middle fingers, fitting in between her mound and his palm. Omega pressed her fingertips down against the left side of her clitoris and began rubbing it. It had been the only way she could masturbate as her clitoris was too sensitive to touch directly. Crosshair's tongue eagerly exploring her mouth made her even more desperate to feel good.
"Oh.. I'm not enough for you, I see.." Crosshair teased in between breaths, wanting to embarrass her.
Omega lurched forward into the kiss from the pleasure and squeezed the tip of his cock, running her thumb underneath it. Crosshair pressed his palm against her hand that played with her clitoris in response, putting more pressure on it, his wrist beginning to tire. He growled into her mouth and forced himself through the exhaustion.
Air... Omega needed air. Her lungs burned… and she reluctantly pulled away. As Omega pulled away from the kiss, Crosshair tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth. With a whimper, Omega curled forward on his lap. Without opening her eyes, she lifted her fingertips to her lips and ran her fingers along them. The pain still tingled on her lips. Her eyes slowly opened and she saw his manhood standing erect, with her little hand wrapped around the tip. Staring down at it in between her legs, she could feel her mouth getting wetter as if she wanted to eat it.
As much as Omega loved Crosshair's fingers she noticed his hand was getting tired from the relentless fingering.
Panting as she caught her breath back, she removed her hand and gently pulled on his wrist to take it out of her panties as well.
As Omega pulled her fingers out of her panties, Crosshair caught her wrist and held her hand up to his face. His chest heaved as he took the scent of her in before putting the tips of her fingers up to his lips and kissed them gently.
Omega, embarrassed, attempted to pull her hand away from his mouth.
"W-What are you doing.. You shouldn't do that!"
Crosshair growled possessively and stuck out his tongue before slipping her index and middle fingers into his mouth, suckling on them and licking them. Kriff, she tasted good..
Crosshair glared seductively into Omega's eyes before signaling with his own for her to keep moving her hand. Omega followed his silent order, her cheeks bright and rosy as she worked his shaft. She exhaled and bit her bottom lip as watched him, seeking his approval. She had never done anything like this before.. Omega had hoped she was doing it right.
Crosshair's eyes rolled up and closed, a direct answer to Omega's worries. He bit down gently onto her fingers. It took every fiber of his being not to bite down even harder. Crosshair's hips gently bucked up into her little hand. Crosshair had masturbated plenty of times… but it never felt anything close to this. Her hands were so soft, unlike his own rough and battle-worn ones.
Seeing Crosshair so pleasure stricken filled her with confidence. Her lips parted as she re-positioned herself slightly in his lap so she'd get a better grip. Omega picked up the pace and gripped it tighter, her thumb teasing the underside of his tip as she moved.
Crosshair suddenly gripped onto her wrist and pulled her fingers out of his mouth, and grabbed a hold of her other wrist. He was close. Way too close. Crosshair slowly opened his eyes and panted heavily, his legs shaking momentarily.
"Am I.. doing it wrong?" Omega asked.
"No.. Not.. not at all.." Crosshair exhaled and released her hands, leaning back into the chair.
"You sure this is your first time?" Crosshair teased, his eyes fluttering closed as he caught his breath.
Omega glared at him playfully and let her hands slip down his chest and to his thigh. She looked at him for a bit longer and bit her lip. Crosshair was giving her a show.. Omega wanted to return the favor.
"Do.. you want to see mine..?" Omega asked timidly.
Despite everything that had transpired thus far, Omega was shy about this part of her. Even despite Crosshair's fingers being sunken deep into her core only a few minutes before, she was shy. She had started growing hair there a few months ago and she had been very insecure about it. But it didn't feel right getting to see Crosshair like this and her not returning the favor.
"It's.. It's only fair.." Mumbled Omega.
Crosshair looked into her eyes and said quietly, "Show me."
Omega's eyebrows tightened at his quiet command to show him her womanhood. Every inch of Omega was burning and hurting...
Was this normal? Is it normal to hurt so much for someone you love?
She took a deep breath and moved her hands down to her groin, covering her privates with one of them while her other slowly pulled her panties to the side of her mound. The only thing keeping Crosshair from seeing her pussy was her hand now.
Crosshair's cock throbbed from her timid attitude. He smiled crookedly, his eyes smug.
"Oh, now you're shy?"
His eyes traveled up and down her body, all of her looked almost otherworldly. Crosshair had thoughts that such a perfect creature couldn't be for him, that he didn't deserve her... but he planned on having her anyway. Crosshair was selfish. He did not believe he could help it after things had gotten this fair.
"What if it's.. not as nice as other women you've seen.." She looked to the side shyly, her hand gently pressing to her pussy to cover it more.
Crosshair shook his head slightly at her question.
"Omega, I'm a clone. The only other women I've had contact with were those medical examiners on Kamino."
"N-Not.. even.. Emerie?" She asked half-heartedly and in an almost comedic way, a smile attempting to tug at her lips.
Crosshair gently grabbed her wrist and moved her hand aside, keeping eye contact with her.
"Do you really want to be jealous of Emerie of all people?" He retorted, a small scowl on his face.
"You're the first, Omega." He said calmly, almost in a comforting way.
Omega couldn't stand the eye contact and quickly hid her face with her free hand. As much as she knew Crosshair wanted to see what she hid behind her hand, he still looked into her eyes. Omega now fully realized that this meant more to him than just sex.
The butterflies that were playing inside of her stomach fluttered into her chest and ribcage, finding their home inside it. She slowly moved her hand away from her face. Crosshair could be so loving and warm when he wanted to be.. and so cold and calculated when he needed to be. It made her weak.
"Believe it or not, we're on equal footing here."He finished before allowing his eyes to travel downwards.
As confident and as smug as he had been, nothing prepared him for the view of Omega's pussy. He felt a very odd feeling in the pit of his stomach, almost like a very intense tickling sensation. He saw her pussy and immediately throbbed for her. He needed her. Badly. And soon...
Omega's brow creased and her eyes watered from the embarrassment. Her brother was now staring directly at her womanhood.
Had he really not seen a woman like this before? Omega thought.
As Crosshair gazed at her most private part, he took a glance at himself. The size difference made his gut turn and the guilt crept in momentarily.
"Omega.." He began. "I.. I really want.. to go all the way with you.. but.."
Crosshair shook his head and tilted it before pulling her pussy lips to the side with his gloved thumb, parting it as if trying to get a better view.
He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth and said, "I might be too big for you.." He finished, dismayed at the possibility of him hurting Omega.
Nevertheless, he shifted in his seat, the throbbing head of his cock pressing against her soft folds. Even that slight movement was enough to make him groan, her wetness leaking down onto him and beginning to coat the tip. How eager their bodies were for eachother…
Omega's gaze fell down to his hardened member in between her legs. Against her better judgement, Omega pushed herself against Crosshair. Nervously, looking up at him to catch his reaction. Flesh to flesh.. their souls kissing as their bodies throbbed and ached to be one.
"We.. always.. figure out a solution. We always do, right?" She sighed softly, remembering something Tech had told her. Her eyes half-closed as she stared at him, her lips parted. She could no longer rely on just her nose to get the air that she needed. Her eyes caught the glimmer of something overhead.
The emergency restraint line!
Omega bit her lip, closing one of her eyes as she leaned up against Crosshair, her chest blocking his entire view.
"Mmnfh.. sorry.."
Crosshair groaned against her as she clambered onto him, quickly grabbing her waist to support her. Watching her for a few moments, his gaze fell down to her nipples and he bit his bottom lip. He always needed to be fiddling with something in his mouth. His toothpicks had become his favorite object for this purpose. It was a habit he had long given up on breaking. He couldn't have one of those now but her nipple would suffice. Crosshair moved his gloved hand up to one of her breasts and pulled her forward, catching her nipple in between his teeth.
She wiggled her fingers as she attempted to reach for the handle, trying to ignore Crosshair's licking and suckling. Her fingertips swiped past the handle so she reached up a bit further. Finally catching it in her hand, she held onto it tightly and hoped it would catch her back. As she fell back down, her pussy slid against the tip of Crosshair's member, slicking the underside of it with her wetness. The restraint line had caught her but at the expense of her pleasure.
Crosshair produced a strained sound, almost as if he was in pain. In truth, the sensation of her soft pussy rubbing against his aching cock had almost made him pick her up like a that Tooka doll she clung so tightly to and drop her down it.
"Aamnfh.. nnh. This.. should help.. Don't you think?" Omega asked, breathlessly.
Crosshair simply shook his head, accepting her usual Omega antics and began moving up and down against her, his eyes closed as his mouth and hand worked her breast. His other hand ran up her side in a near compulsive manner. Omega had gotten used to how cold his hand had been now.
"Ooh, Cross.. You like that..?" She exhaled with a smug and proud expression on her face.
Hearing his sounds and the way he instantly started thrusting against her pussy... This was everything to her and she was going to run with it while she had the momentum.
"Haah.. Mmnah.. Y-You know.. You're.. pretty good at this.. for it being your first time, too.. Hhmmnh.." Dominance trickled into her voice as she let him hump away at her pussy.
It wasn't feigned confidence. Omega just couldn't let the reality get to her that her brother might actually be too big to fit inside her.
"M-Maybe.. older women... Shouldn't be doing things like this with.. boys as young as you.." Omega snickered rather evilly as she looked down at him, a comically devious smirk resting on her face.
"Right.." He groaned, his lips separating from her breast to look up at her, a smirk on his face as he played along with her delusion of control.
"Aren't you terrible? After all, it seems you know all about this.. and here I am.. Absolutely clueless."
Crosshair moved her with one hand and positioned her better on top of him, with his free hand he held his cock firmly in place and thrusted upwards, knowing he wouldn't be able to go in due to her tightness. But blast, it still felt good to press against her. To feel her warmth and wetness against his cock.. even like this.
Crosshair closed the distance between his face and hers as much as he could from this position.
"Tell me.." He whispered as his head throbbed against her entrance.
"Am I doing this right.. Ma'am?" A smirk spread across his lips, his breath hitting her soft inviting skin.
Omega's grip on the handle above her nearly gave and she felt his tip threaten to push into her. She gasped as she panicked, stabilizing herself again.
"Aah! C-Crosshair! AAmmnh.. S-Stop.. This is not fair at all! Mmnahh.."
Omega could barely handle Crosshair's teasing. Even day to day, whenever he'd poke fun at her.. or have some witty remark or comeback, it made her mind go numb. Omega tilted her head back, her mouth bitten by her teeth and her eyes rolled up as she let herself dangle there all the while he held onto her waist, thrusting up against her.
Brr-ii.. Brr-ii..
"Crosshair. Crosshair, come in." Came Hunter's urgent voice...
Omega's eyes widened and she grimaced in shock as she hung there looking at Crosshair, Hunter coming over the comm on the console.
Crosshair produced an unrestrained groan of annoyance. He had thought something like this would happen but that only irritated him more now that it actually had.
He reached for the comm device and spoke into it, his tone clearly annoyed, "What is it?" He hissed.
Omega's almost completely naked body in front of him proved to be a little more than distracting.
"Did you know that Rex has a tattoo on his--"
Hunter spoke casually and clearly amused by this information that he seemed so desperate to share with Crosshair.
Omega sighed softly, her muscles relaxing now. She hung there for a few more moments before deciding she'd attempt to get her pants off while she waited. Crosshair eyed her carefully but continued listening to Hunter.
Omega stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth as she finally freed herself of her pants. She looked down at Crosshair with a triumphant smile but he was too distracted with Hunter over the comm to notice her victory. Crosshair rolled his eyes as Hunter went on. He took his eyes off Omega and simply closed them in annoyance.
An idea. A horrible but terrific idea flashed in Omega's mind.. and she was going to execute it. No matter the cost.
She attempted to hide her mischievous expression but she was as open as they came. Omega looked up at the handle and switched which hand was holding onto the line. She began to tease his tip with her soaking wet forbidden entrance. Crosshair tried to cut off Hunter multiple times with no success when he felt his tip being messed with. Crosshair snapped his head towards her and looked at Omega.
Omega looked at him with an almost pitying smile as she lifted her finger to her lips and mouthed shhh.. as Hunter raved on about Rex's secret tattoo. A sweeter and more comforting smile washed over her face as she attempted to take Crosshair inside of her.
Crosshair shook his head, his teeth gritted as he tried to stay quiet. Hunter was never this chatty. He cursed that. Of course this would be the day he had a whole anecdote to tell. Crosshair covered the comm with his hand, knowing this would muffle his voice.
"You're the one who will be dealing with the consequences if they hear you.." He whispered with an accusatory tone.
"If they suspect something you'll do the talking."He said, his voice breathy but still severe.
"Why would.. anyone suspect.. Mmnfh.. Anything like this?" Omega whispered back and snickered underneath her breath, the confidence blazing through her now.
Crosshair had to stay on comm with Hunter so it gave her time to focus on trying to figure out a way to take him inside of her. Despite gaining more leverage with the handle, it was only helping with positioning. Omega continued to tease the tip, slowly gyrating her hips as she attempted to find the path forward.
"Mmnh.. hnn."
Omega enjoyed watching Crosshair struggle like this. Especially like this. She thought this is what it might be like to drink Revnog.. So intoxicatingly good.
Crosshair breathed a bit more heavily, Hunter's intrusion combined with Omega suddenly gaining the upper hand had left him in a bit of a stupor. He truly couldn't afford to underestimate her. She would take every chance she could get no matter how many times he knocked her down.
"He refuses to show it to us.. But he said if he heard you say pretty please he'd show us.. So I was thinking.." Hunter continued.
"Not happening, Hunter!" Crosshair snapped and shook his head.
"You know, I'm pretty busy taking care of the kid.." His eyes flickered towards Omega and a shaky groan escaped him, a pleasured sneer twitching on his lip.
"Savor this while you can.." He whispered as he covered the comm again. No matter how good Crosshair felt, he knew it would take everything in her power not to scream and alert half of the island if she tried anything funny. A determined and teasing smile curled across his lips before his metal hand gripped the pilot seat's arm, a soft scrrr sound being made from metal scraping against metal.
"Oh, c'mon, learn to take a joke. I'm just yankin' your chain.. Anyway, we'll be heading back soon. Rex is teaching Wrecker how to--"
Crosshair sighed, relieved once he knew that Hunter's call was close to ending.
Omega started to panic. They were going to be back soon! And if they were to stop now, this chance.. this moment.. this special moment with her little brother might fade away.
Omega looked at the comm and then outside the windows of the ship and gritted her teeth. The sun was more than half-way under the water now.
It's now or never... What do I do?! Tech's lessons and words began to bounce around in her head...
Plan 13... Plan 13... Plan 13...
A confident smile moved across her lips. Determination weighed on her eyebrows. Resolve twinkled in her eyes…
Crosshair looked at Omega and recognized that look of foolish tenacity he had come to easily catch onto. She was planning something. Something crazy.
Crosshair's eyes widened. He stared at her in disbelief as she spoke. He quickly started, almost dropping the comm to try and stop her, "Don't you da--"
Omega closed her eyes... Positioned perfectly over the enemy, she let go of the handle and dropped down Crosshair's cock. In an instant, the throbbing eight and a half inch member of her brother was sheathed deep in her, bulging from the inside of her tummy.
Crosshair was cut off by the strangest and best feeling he had ever experienced. Painfully tight... but so warm and welcoming. He looked down, his brows arched in disbelief, gasping and groaning as quietly as he could, adjusting to Omega's pussy.
He was inside of his sister. His cock twitched almost relentlessly and he gripped her soft body with his free hand, his mind struggling to focus on the here and now.
Omega gripped onto the pilot seat's metal arms and one of Crosshair's own, digging her nails into them, her teeth clenched and her eyes wide. Her eyebrows squeezed tightly inwards from the pain. A gravely grunt escaped her with a bit of air slipping through her gritted teeth, a sound similar to a punctured pipe. Blood from her hymen being torn and her insides being stretched to fit her brother's cock trickled down the base of Crosshair's member. Omega was strong but despite this, tears welled up in her eyes and spilled out as she shook. Every muscle in her body was tense and her mind completely blank. Everything was gone... except Crosshair. Just Crosshair. Worried for her brother's potential concern, she attempted to smile at him. To, without words, tell him that... I am okay..
Crosshair saw her face twist in pain, her tears and the blood. But he also saw her attempt at a smile. Incredibly, Omega hadn't tapped out just yet.
"Now, where's my girl?" Hunter asked…
Crosshair slowly looked down at the comm. For a second he simply sat there, breathing and producing small gravely noises. His gaze flickered to Omega who was still reeling from Plan 13. Crosshair had half a mind to break Hunter's heart and tell him exactly where his little girl was... but he'd never utter a word of this to anyone. This was their secret.
He sighed and finally spoke up, "Omega.. wasn't feeling well. Probably something she ate... She's sleeping it off right now." He finished, his voice as composed as he could get it under the circumstances.
"Mm, it sounds like you're the one not feeling well. Did you get her sick?" He said, feigning concern. He could tell something was off about Crosshair but he couldn't quite figure it out. Now that Pabu was as safe as it was going to get, Hunter didn't worry as much as he used to.
"Eh, just give her some electrolytes. She'll feel better in no time. Anyway. Be ready to head back in to the mainland. We'll be there in ten."
Brr-ii..
Crosshair tossed the comm aside. It clanked against the console and clattered onto the floor. He looked into her eyes, an incredible cocktail of pleasure, incredulity, worry and a tinge of anger contorting his face.
"Are.." He began, his breathing decidedly heavy now as he groaned, feeling her every fold wrap him up in an embrace so warm and tight it almost hurt.
Omega allowed her brother to adjust to her tightness. She thought that it must be more painful for him now than it could ever be for her again. That thought made the ache inside her grow and tighten around his cock, reminding him just how easily he had shaped her walls to it.. and that she'd never be able to fit anything else ever again.
"Are you out of your mind?!" Crosshair asked her finally.
"Not only doing that.. but doing that with Hunter on the line?" He said, his voice a conflicting mixture of pleasure and severity.
Omega swayed from side to side as she listened to what she would call one of his Crosshair tantrums.. She let her hand drop onto her thigh from the chair's arm and moved it up to her body and onto her tummy where his cock had been bulging from the inside. All of Hunter's talking allowed Omega to get used to the feeling of Crosshair. She could feel every curve, vein and ridge that his member had from the tip to his base. It was perfect…
The pain was subsiding now despite how large he was compared to her. Slowly, Omega untensed and released Crosshair and the seat's arms, lifting one of her hands up to her cheeks and rubbing away the tears.
"If he knew what we were--"
"Quit wasting time complaining.." Omega demanded, slowly and steadily lifting herself up his shaft, the blood leaving a pink coating around it as she rose. Her body threatened without words to remove herself from his lap. Every last bit of innocence that she seemed to have had was now warped into this.
"I'm a woman now.. and.." Omega sighed, closing her eyes before looking down at him with half-lidded eyes brimming with seduction despite the tears still twinkling in them. The inner corners of her eyebrows twisted up in feigned innocence.
"And it's all your fault."
Crosshair stared into those brown eyes. That look made him shudder. There was no smile or scowl on his face, only desire. He gritted his teeth as he had finally met his match. He had nothing to say in this moment, seeing her like this.
"You only have ten minutes, Crosshair... Now fuck me like it."
Crosshair couldn't believe her bravado. Here she was, taking his cock which seemed to be thicker than her forearm, while tears ran down her cheeks and a trickle of blood ran down his cock. Her blood. Yet, at the same time.. it all made a crazy yet perfect kind of sense. Of course Omega would be able to tackle something as unknown as this and do it with a smile.
Crosshair felt a strange sense of pride in her. The same kind of brotherly pride he felt whenever she accomplished something he knew she could do. But he also knew she was giving him a challenge. She had been able to take control of him and quite expertly so. But now, he would make her regret giving it back so willingly. Power is never given. It is only taken.
He wrapped his arm around her head, forcing her face into his neck.
"C-Crosshair, wait wh-- mmpfh!"
Before she could finish questioning him, Crosshair, in one quick motion, adjusted his seat and reclined it, laying it down horizontal. He brought her whole body close and pressed it tightly against his. His large hand pressed into the back of her hair. His other metal one gripped her ass so tightly it would surely bruise. Omega's body fell forward against him, only the tip of his cock staying inside of her. She let out a muffled moan into his collar and brought her hands up onto his chest to attempt to free herself. He positioned his legs better and began thrusting upwards into her.
"Uhh.. huhnn.. Uhhn... Aah.. ahh.. Aahnn.." More muffled grunts and moans came from Omega as she melted away in his grasp, her eyes rolling up and her tongue lulling out.
Crosshair's own eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he thrusted up into her. Their breathing, their combined animalistic moans, the creaking of the chair and the wet plap plap plap coming from their sexes all mixed to create a lewd cacophony that was almost overwhelming.
Crosshair closed his eyes, despite the wellspring of lust inside him, this was calculated. He meant to overwhelm her, to completely eliminate any chance once and for all of her ever even thinking of taking another cock. To make sure she knew no one would ever be able to dismantle her like this. Like her dear brother Crosshair.
Crosshair groaned savagely. His hands both comforting and possessive, holding her safely in place and also suffocating her into him, never letting her go. His cock made lewd sounds as it slid in and out of her tight pussy. Crosshair knew no other person would ever be able to satisfy him. Not physically.. Not just sexually but everything else Omega made him feel. They were made for each other.
His sounds.. his movements.. his severe yet comforting hold on her.. The knot in her stomach twisted once again but now it was past the point of no return.
"C-C-C--" Omega couldn't get his name out. He was thrusting too fast and too harshly.
"C-Crah.. ss.. H-H.. Hair.. Something's.. C-Coming.. Y-You.. have to.. Slow down!"
Crosshair heard her try to speak and he turned his face towards her. He gently grabbed her cheek with the hand that was on her ass and made her face him. Her expression brought him near delirious pleasure. It was completely different from the physical sensation of pounding into her. Seeing her like this pushed him even closer towards the edge than he already was. Crosshair looked at her for one more second, his eyes half-lidded and somehow still hungry... and then kissed her. Deeper and more intimately than he had before as he completely surrendered himself to the feelings he had for his sister.
Omega looked into his brown eyes, the last light of day shimmering in them. Each thrust Crosshair made into her only twisted the knot further and further, the strands of it simultaneously ripping apart. Something was about to break inside Omega and Crosshair wasn't going to stop until she came undone.
"N-No.. Y-you can't.. I-I know what's--"
He moved his hand to the back of her head, pressing her lips harshly into his, his other hand gripping her hip as he began a last barrage of deep thrusts into her. Omega moaned and scrunched up her face as his lips crashed into hers. Omega gripped onto his shoulder with one hand and his arm with the other, digging her nails into his muscles as he thrusted. His pace quickened and she felt his cock throbbing inside her.
This.. this is it.. He's.. He's going to get me pregnant! Oh, Stars.. No..
Omega shook her head and balled her hand into a fist, hitting it half-heartedly against his chest. But it was already too late. Crosshair could feel the texture inside her walls change. He was deeper than he had been before.
With a final, savage grunt into Omega's throat, Crosshair released everything inside him into Omega's deepest parts, keeping their lips locked and his eyes tightly shut.
He thrusted. Hard. Deep but slow, making sure every last drop of his essence got released inside her. Crosshair was filling her with his semen.. and she was coaxing it out of him with her walls that clenched him tight.
Her body followed the orders and commands of Crosshair's own.. and as he filled her up, she finally came, shaking and moaning into his lips. Their voices resonated and harmonized together for only a moment as their souls finally collapsed into each other.
And finally, Pabu's star set and tucked itself to sleep beneath the watery blanket of the sea.