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I hesitated, taking a step back and letting her lead the way towards the feline, which seemed less eager to challenge us now.
“You’re not wrong,” I finally admitted. “Krafina have very little respect for humans. We do use you—” I shrugged, unable to find something else to say that might be comforting to a woman of their species. But I couldn’t. Humans were tools, and rudimentary ones at that. They were useful.
Until they weren’t.
Jasmine raised her sword to slash down into the feline’s neck, then turned, spun in close to me, and laid the 3D rendering of the sword in her hand against my neck.
I was taken aback, feeling the cold steel against my skin. It sent a thrill through me, not just from the ingrained wariness of such a situation but also from the realization that my beloved GloryDaze possessed technology advanced enough to convincingly simulate a life-threatening scenario.
I gazed into Jasmine’s determined eyes, briefly checking behind her as the feline retreated, disappearing over the next hill. Returning my focus to her, I eased the spear from my hand, allowing it to whoosh into the soft, tall grass.
“Would you have me believe that humans have any right to a different place in this galaxy? You are a conquered people. You are lucky you offer us anything.” I held my hands up, pretending to be at her mercy. There was a familiar hum in my chest that I had started to get around Jasmine. The intrigue, the surprise… There had to be more lurking behind those taunting eyes and her full lips.
Those lips were a riddle I wanted to solve.
Her nostrils flared a little at my words. I knew they were harsh. They were meant to be.
They might be what all Krafina believed, but what I wanted to see was her challenge me as to why my words were not valid.
“If this were a real world and not a simulation, I could slit your throat. What type of useless human would I be then?”
I smiled despite myself and leaned in closer to the rendered blade, still amazed that it could give the sensation of sharpness against my skin, though there would be no blood drawn.
“Do you want to see what we would be doing right now in the real world?” I was surprised that my breath was coming hot, sharp, but her body was so close to mine, lithe and strong. Armored, but not really. The curves of her hips and her ample breasts could not be hidden beneath the warrior’s armor she had chosen for herself.
Her lips parted slightly, even as that spark of indignation grew in her silver-flecked eyes.
I lifted two fingers up to the blade and pressed it away from my neck as I reached around behind her back with my other hand. As I thrust the sword away, I pulled her waist into me.
She didn’t resist.
“Drop the swords and let me show you.” My voice was husky and deep. My fangs were elongating as the fury of passion lit inside me. I didn’t know what the poison spike might do to a human, and I knew now was not the time to risk it. I needed to keep her alive until the wedding, at least. If only to spite my father.
But, I could risk a little…
Jasmine’s eyes flicked to my fangs as she wrapped her arms around my back, sliding her thigh up into the loincloth she had programmed me to wear. The sensation against my cock was startling, then demanding, then distracting.
Her flesh. I wanted to feel her flesh.
Jasmine giggled, as if understanding the need in my fingers as I tore at the clothing still around her body. I had never actually had any sexual intimacy in a holodeck before. The armor she had set herself in was not actually what she was wearing, it was a shield over the thin gym clothing she was wearing in reality.
I wanted to rip the real clothing to shreds.
Her clever eyes flicked with amusement as I traced the line of the invisible tank top. She could feel me pulling at the fabric, but it was just a glisten of hologram in my hand against her armor projection. “Do you want me to stop the holo–”
“No,” I growled. “We don’t need to be wearing anything - real or holographic - for what I have in mind.” I laced my fingers into the fabric of her top and raked my claws through the sheerness. I grabbed the other side and slit it as well, then yanked it over her head.
As it left her body and fluttered in shreds to the floor, the projected armor around her breasts flickered and disappeared, no longer having a real item to adapt to.
In the hush of the breeze through the projected fields, Jasmine captured my hands as I reached to remove her bra. She brought my hands down to her hips, tucking my fingertips into the bare armor there that genuinely felt like tight spandex.
She rocked her hips against my fingertips, and the thudding in my chest grew loud in my ears. She slipped out of her bra and flung it to the floor.
I couldn’t help but lick my lips, dying to place her nipples into my mouth.
Her eyes flicked to my fangs again as she reached to my waist, pulling my Commander’s tunic up over my head to leave it fluttering to the floor, as well.
Each piece of real clothing we removed into visibility made the projections flicker away. She swayed side to side again, and the simple movement glowed before my eyes as I slipped her spandex to the floor.
