“Hello, my sweets!” Saschia said with a cutesy little finger wiggle as Ace, Annabelle, and BB emerged from the elevator and stepped out onto the top floor of GLYPH HQ. “How was the mission?”
Ace’s fingers dipped into his suit jacket, and procured from it the [Drill] FORMA. “Accomplished. As always.”
Saschia took the card from him before turning around. “Mrs. Meralda should be free right now, so why don’t we stop by and tell her the good news?”
The secretary led the party through the halls of the top floor. It was the quietest part of the building (that they were aware of anyway). There were lots of offices lining the corridors, but practically none of them were in use. And the further one stepped in, the colder and darker it seemed to get (barring Saschia’s sing-songy humming, the clacking of her heels, and the heavy, clunky stomps of Annabelle in the back in this instance, anyway).
Finally, they arrived at their destination – the office door furthest away from the elevator, with the name “Malena Meralda” engraved on a plaque nailed to the wall beside it.
Saschia tapped her knuckles against the door, and called out, “Mrs. Meralda? Ace, BB, and Annabelle are back from their mission!”
“Come in.”
Stepping into the boss’s office once again got a reaction from Ace and BB, despite them trying to hide it. Ace tugged at his perfectly-situated tie as his feet crossed the threshold, and BB, jaw clenched, kept her eyes on the floor as she dropped heavily into the chair and crossed her arms.
On the other side of the desk was Malena, greeting them all with a warm smile. With her arms folded across the table, and her breasts squished on top of them, it was hard not to stare, or at least take a quick peek, but BB continued to keep her eyes glued to the floor, somehow. “How did it go?”
When neither of the two senior GLYPH agents responded right away, Annabelle gave Malena a double salute, her extended leg just barely missing the leg of Ace’s chair. “Mission accomplished, ma’am! We acquired the FORMA, defeated numerous adversaries, and the BUBBLE has been shut down!”
“That’s wonderful, Annabelle,” Malena said before focusing on Ace. “How was she as support?”
“She was a great asset. Lots of nifty tricks up her sleeve that came in clutch.”
Saschia, stepping over to the side of Malena’s desk, slid the FORMA over to the boss. “Here is the FORMA they retrieved!”
Malena brought the card to her face, reading the word printed on its surface. “‘Drill’…That certainly makes sense for that world, doesn’t it?”
The space succubus nodded. “Mhm! It’s a shame they tried taking it from us, but understandable!”
“What do you mean by that?” Ace asked.
Malena deferred to Saschia with an upturned palm, and the secretary eagerly answered. “The world the BUBBLE took you to is actually a small moon in a faraway solar system that was turned into an underground prison. You probably encountered members of the zylga people inside, yes?”
“The big lizard guys?”
She nodded. “Yup! They used to be the native population of the planet that moon belonged to, but they were driven out by an invading alien species, and locked inside the underground prison. I believe all of the exits to the prison were also completely sealed off, so the zylga have never been able to escape.”
Ace rubbed the back of his neck. “Sounds like a raw deal.” He then pointed at the FORMA. “So they snatched that to try and break out, then?”
“That would make sense, yes,” Malena answered.
“And we pretty much kiboshed that dream for ‘em,” he continued. “Since I’m guessing they don’t have any other means of making their own drill down in those tunnels.”
Malena sighed, but Ace and BB weren’t buying the sadness behind it. “Yes, that is the case. Unfortunately, we cannot allow any FORMA to disappear from our world. It’s truly a shame that this had to play out the way that it did, but please, don’t let it weigh on your consciences.”
Ace shrugged. “Don’t worry about me. In my line of work, you can’t get hung up on strangers’ lives anyway.”
The boss’s eyes then shifted to BB’s, and the others in the room mirrored her. “Does it bother you, BB? You know Mommy will be more than happy to listen to your thoughts if you’re troubled by it.”
Exhaling harshly from her nostrils, BB finally pulled her eyes up from the floor, meeting Malena’s with a harsh side eye glare. “…No. Sometimes ya gotta kill people. Shit happens.”
It was a tradition for GLYPH agents to celebrate a successful mission by heading across the street to the Derring-Do Diner, as Malena had arranged a deal with the owner to treat agents to a free meal for the occasion, and few would turn that down. Annabelle had stayed behind with Malena and Saschia, so it was just Ace and BB this time.
It was a cute little place that had once-upon-a-time been established with a cheesy retro space adventure theme, with lots of bright little cartoons printed on the walls and booths depicting cartoon astronauts and gunslingers battling evil alien monsters and saving damsels in distress. Most notably was the restaurant’s beloved mascot, Derring-Do Darius, the handsome, dashing, roguish space cowboy, printed everywhere around the restaurant.
Over time, it had lost most of the more “loud” fixtures and pieces, like the glass cockpits over the booths and the numerous rocket ship and astronaut statues that had taken up lots of floor space, but there were still traces of its theme here and there, most notably the ceiling painted black with stars, comets, and galaxies all across its surface, with the lights being installed in the center of the most prominent of the celestial bodies.
Conversation was sparse, as BB was still in a sour mood from their meeting with Malena, chomping aggressively into her bacon burger.
On the other side of the booth, Ace clicked open the mouthpiece of his mask, and slipped in a forkful of the apple pie that had become his favorite item on the menu. No, he did not in fact put on some kind of normal person disguise when eating at the Derring-Do Diner, even as some of the other customers gave him strange looks. “You heading back to Breaker Bay after this?”
BB nodded. “Yup. Takin’ the first plane in the mornin’.”
“I’ll be here for a few more days, thanks for asking,” Ace joked after the moment of silence that followed BB’s answer. “Then I’ll be free to take a nice little vacation again. I’m thinking Seoul this time.”
“Brag more, rich boy,” BB grumbled, taking a swig of her beer. Her eyes wandered over to the window beside them, settling on the GLYPH HQ building. Every time she was in Braver City, there was an unease in her chest that she couldn’t get rid of, but with her time here coming to a close, she finally started feeling it dissipate, slowly but surely.
Later that night, BB emerged from her hotel room bathroom, still wiping herself dry with the towel, surrounded by the steam from the hot shower she’d just taken.
She made her way over to the dresser, where she’d left her phone. On it was a response from a contact named “Blondie”, acknowledging BB’s return home tomorrow, and reassurance that the B&B was doing fine.
“Whew,” a voice called out from the dark corner of the hotel room. “It’s even more beautiful than I pictured it being.”
BB glanced over at the chair to see Ace seated in it. While she couldn’t see his eyes beneath his mask, it was obvious they were locked on the curve of her ass, given she was standing so as to give a full, clear side-shot of it. “Tch. Don’t remember nabbin’ an extra key for you when I booked this room.”
He tapped the side of his mask, and the green light emitted from it once more, disguising himself as a man whom BB recognized as the hotel’s manager. “Ah, well, I made a little exception for myself.”
As he shifted back, BB sighed, bringing her towel up and running it through her hair. Ace paid very close attention to her cheeks and tits jiggling as she did. “Well whaddaya want?”
“Wow, you forgot your promise already?”
“And what promise was that?”
“It was something along the lines of ‘Fight good, and I’ll let you fuck me in the ass’, I think? It was around when I was telling you about my little bucket list.”
With a smirk, BB walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, now staring Ace directly in the face. Er, mask. “Pretty sure it was if you were a decent fighter, I’d maybe letcha fuck me. And I’m pretty sure I remember doin’ pretty much all the ass-kickin’ while you ran around like a little baby.”
He held his right hand up high. “Look, I might not be at your level, Miss One-Woman-Army, buuuut,” he then held his left hand up at a lower altitude. “I think most dictionary definitions would consider my performance to be within the realm of ‘decent’, so I think I made the cut.”
He then glanced up to his right hand, then down to his left. “Oh, and hey, would you look at that? I think this also perfectly demonstrates where you should have your ass and your face, too. See? It was meant to be.”
BB threw her towel into his face. “Meugh, ya ever shut up with the corny jokes?”
When Ace peeled the towel away from his mask, he was immediately greeted by the sight of BB on all fours on the bed, with her ass held up behind her, and her face resting on her arms atop the mattress.
Giving her meaty buttcheeks a wiggle, she said, “Aight, fine. Come and get it, tiger. And ya better be a good bang if yer gonna be interruptin’ my beauty sleep.”
Down on his knees behind BB, staring down at the most beautiful booty he’d ever laid eyes on, Ace was in absolute awe. There they were: two big, perfect curves pressed up against his thighs, with his cock, harder than it had ever been before, perched perfectly on top, right in the middle of them both.
“You know…” he began, slowly bringing his hands around to cup the sides. “All my life, I’ve considered myself atheistic…”
BB peeked over her shoulder, muttering, “What the fuck are you babblin’ about now…?
“And now, I know. Now I know. There is a God. And he made your ass. With the help of every angel i-”
Ace let out a grunt as BB suddenly slammed her butt into his gut, nearly knocking the wind out of him and sending him toppling over the edge of the bed. “Are we gonna bang or what? C’mon.”
Lining his dick up with her anus, he slowly began to push forward. Both of them let out satisfied little hisses between their teeth, bracing for the incoming pleasure they’d hopefully be bringing each other.
Ace sank his fingers deeper into BB’s flesh, and her own clenched tightly to the bedsheets. He pushed through inch by inch, until eventually he bottomed out.
Unable to help himself, he let out a chuckle, and gave her butt a gentle little spank. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised how easily I fit in, with how big your ass is, there’s obviously plenty of space in here, huh?”
BB pulled her hips forward, her butthole gliding along Ace’s shaft before she sank back, her butt meeting his pelvis with a meaty clap. She gave him a few more laps, back and forth along his dick, before he gripped tightly to her and started meeting her movements with his own thrusts.
It was hypnotic watching her booty jiggle in waves each time their bodies collided with one another, and the sounds her cheeks made coupled with her pleasured moans made it all the better. It was enough to finally get Ace to shut up for a moment, as all of his focus was on preventing himself from busting too quickly, as well as his own groans.
“Mmm…” BB moaned, reaching out behind her with her hand towards his. “C’mon, tiger, spank me. Make it sting.”
Ace brought his right hand up and dropped it across BB’s buttcheek, reveling in the sharp noise that echoed around the hotel room. He repeated it with his left, then alternated back and forth between the two, gradually increasing the power behind each slap. And from the noises BB made in response, she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it.
His gaze eventually wandered down along BB’s body, to the fearsome white tiger tattoo printed across her muscled back as it started to shine with the layer of sweat building up across her skin. He’d seen a tiny little peek of it once before, when she had her back to him with a tube top before slipping into her jacket, but this was the first time he’d gotten to see it in its full glory. It was a little intimidating, honestly, like it was an actual living, breathing beast watching him. It made him feel weirdly vulnerable. “Pretty crazy ink you’ve got.”
BB didn’t answer at first, focusing on rolling her hips back into him, but eventually she looked back over her shoulder again and responded. “Wasn’t my choice.”
“Really? I think it fits you.”
“That right?”
Ace couldn’t hold onto his orgasm any longer, giving BB’s reddened ass a squeeze. “Where do you want me to cum?”
She set her palms down on the bed and pushed her torso up, throwing her ass back into him even faster. “Inside. Fill my ass.”
Just hearing her tell him that was enough, and he grabbed two firm handfuls of booty before thrusting balls-deep into her asshole and blasting a hot load into her.
Tilting his head back to the ceiling, he let out a heavy breath. “Thank you, God.”
BB moved forward, and Ace felt his dick pull free from her ass. But immediately after that, he felt her hands on his wrists, harshly yanking him and throwing him onto his back. “Whoa, what the-?”
She mounted him, setting her face right up against the goggles of his mask, licking her lips. “I haven’t cum yet. Just lay there and be my toy until I’m done, got it?”
All it took was one dragging of her pussy lips across his shaft to get him rock-hard again. She took the base of his shaft in her hand and set herself above the tip, dropping down his full length with ease.
Ace groaned again as he felt her walls clamp down around him tight. As he felt her start to bounce up and down, he looked up at her. “What kinda face do you want me to put on?”
She gave him an indignant look. “Nah, you can keep that weird shit to yerself, bro.”
“Really? Don’t wanna make out a little?”
She shook her head, dropping her fat ass down onto him with the heaviest of thuds. “Nah. I don’t do kissin’. Like I said, I just need yer dick for a bit to get me off.”
“Shame,” Ace said, reaching around her to grab her ass again. “You’re too pretty not to kiss.”
BB dropped her tits over his mask, and started bucking harder onto him, until they had the bed shaking furiously. “Well too bad. It ain’t happenin’.”
Gritting his teeth, Ace gave her butt another squeeze. “I’m gettin’ close again down here.”
“Inside. It’s fine.”
With one last thrust, the two climaxed together, with Ace feeling it harder from how tightly BB’s pussy clenched around his cock during hers.
“Mmmmm…fuck, that hit the spot,” BB said, pushing herself up and running a hand through her hair. She then climbed off of him and laid down on the bed beside him. “Aight, thanks for the bone. You can beat it now.”
Ace was too exhausted to go for the easy wordplay response that popped into his mind. All he could do was let out a weak little chuckle and slowly roll off of the bed. “Fair enough. Have a good one, BB.”
On the north end of Breaker Bay, California, inside the lobby of the city’s infamous BBB&B, the blonde-and-short-haired Bonnie returned from down the hall, having just shown a newly-checked-in couple to their room. She took a seat behind the front desk with a little smile. She’d only just recently become an employee of the B&B, but was finding it quite enjoyable.
On the other side of the lobby, lying peacefully beside one of the lounge couches was Bazooka – the abnormally-big bulldog with a sword strapped to his back.
His peace was soon interrupted however, as the front door of the B&B was kicked open. He could already sense who had entered, and gave an annoyed little growl. Bonnie, on the other hand, jumped and squealed in fear.
“Ayyyyyy! Guess who’s back, baybeeeee?!” BB yelled, marching into the lobby with a big, cheesy grin on her face. She tossed her duffel bag onto one of the couches and reached out to pat the dog’s head. “Hiiii Bazookie! Mama’s home! Were you a good boy?”
Bonnie rolled her eyes, still calming down from the sudden panic that had overtaken her at the dramatic entrance. “Did you really have to kick the freaking door open like that?”
BB waltzed over to her. “Heheh! Aw, don’t be such a baby!” She leaned over the front desk, and nodded in Bonnie’s direction. “You do aight while I was gone? Can see ya didn’t burn the place down at least, so that’s good!”
“If anyone would be likely to burn this place down, I think it would be you, BB.” Bonnie then gave her a little grin. “But, um, yeah, it went pretty well, I think! It hasn’t been busy, luckily, so it hasn’t been too overwhelming or anything.”
“Attagirl!” BB cheered before sliding over to the other side of the desk. “Let’s go bang!”
Bonnie’s cheeks started to redden. “Uh, r-right now? Who’s going to watch the front desk?”
“Hey, we can bang right here in the lobby. Then we can help anybody who shows up.”
“Wh-what?! In the lobby?!”
Just then, the front door opened again. BB turned to the guest, smiling and waving. “Yo! Welcome to the BBB&B! The best in the biz, baybee!”
Chapter 06: The Dragon from Denver
