Fan Fiction ❯ The Nexus Files. ❯ Not a long night ( Chapter 5 )

“Commander?”

There was no reply. The lieutenant sighed and hit the door chime again. “Commander?” He called out loudly.

A grunt issued from within and the door slid open.

Alaria Nestra’s hair was whisping around the man’s face, individual strands having escaped their solid clasp and waving in the air like menacing snakes. The commander yawned and pried his face from the desk.

“What?” Came the grumbled question.

“The reports have gone through. The requests for the new A.I.” The lieutenant informed him.

The Giant had been called to one of the only floating colonies big enough to repair it, and Alaria submitted his strong desire for a better AI yet again, hoping that his progress with Nexus would help the case.

Meanwhile, the crew were given leave to enjoy themselves, the commander locked himself away in his office and pursued Ray Nexus’ trail.

After three days, Alaria left the ship on ‘leave’ carrying three guns and various tracking and detention equipment.

~.~.~.~
Chapter five. Not a long night.

~By Sweetdeily.

~.~.~.~

He exhaled a long plume of grey smoke, pale fingers taking the burning cigar from between his lips to let the polluted air escape his body. One hand lazily ran through the soft hair of the boy under the table while he reclined slothfully in his seat, watching the girl on stage rotating her hips to the beat, grinding herself almost painfully against the pole.

“Sir?” The waitress inquired, leaning over him and giving him a good, enjoyable view of her breasts in their too-tight holdings. She was wearing a striking body encasement, just like the rest of the staff of the strip-club, and he admired the way her tattoos disappeared into the sides of the metal around her breasts. The three inch heels she had on made her wobble a little- which caused Nexus to smile inwardly- she obviously wasn’t used to the job. In one hand she held a black tray with a cocktail glass, a small red umbrella poking out of the side of an olive and a white napkin supporting the drink.

Nexus nodded his head.

“From the manager, sir.” She said, placing the drink on his table and the napkin beside it. She straightened and walked away.

Nexus tapped his cigar in the ashtray and took a sip of the drink. Terran Blood Poison. His favourite. The pirate placed the cup back down and tapped gently on the boy’s head.

“Enough.” He said, shoving a wad of bills- four times the usual pay- into the child’s hand and pushing him away.

The boy blinked in confusion at the pirate but did as he was told. Ray zipped his black pants up again and had another puff of the cigar, msimatched eyes scanning the room lazily.

Finally he drained the cocktail and opened the napkin, chewing on the olive as he did so.

“Stop ogling my staff and meet me in the backroom, Tallo.” Nexus read allowed in a soft mutter.

He was grinning as he stamped his cigar out and stood- although to most the expression never changed-. With a relaxed and lazy step, he headed for the well known backroom.

His first-mate was standing by the bar, unobtrusively watching Nexus, no doubt obsessing over the fact that he hadn’t been the one to suck the pirate off.

Nexus felt a hand brush through his hair and glanced at one of the patrons, who had mistaken him for one of the waitress’. The man leaned back. “Two more of the same, babe.” He indicated his drinks.

Nexus absently cut the man’s hand off with a flick of the razor wire in his hair and walked on; ignoring the screams that suddenly came from that table. Tallo would handle it. The music died for a moment in the confusion and then hurried resumed, jumping a beat.

The pirate captain didn’t often come to seedy strip-clubs; he didn’t even often indulge in the whores that he kept aboard his ship, but after his recent arrival in one of his private hide-outs and the spilling of yet more cash to get the Phantom X built faster he had decided to indulge.

The problem was because of the chemical he’d used in seducing the guards. He’d washed it off, but it had already absorbed into his body. The doctor said it wouldn’t be gone for a week if he didn’t stimulate his glands at all.

A week was too long for Nexus to be running around, ready to hump anything in sight. So he’d dressed in a pair of black pants and a loose shirt, and strolled to Tallo’s joint. Tallo had an understanding with Nexus. The pirate didn’t do anything too bad or awful on Phuro Alpha and he got information and service from Tallo’s family no matter when or why. It worked well in Nexus’ favor.

The back door was guarded by a large man that frowned down at Ray as he approached. “No one in.”

Ray held up his napkin, showing the man the note.

“No one in.” The bouncer repeated.

“I have an appointment.” Ray reiterated.

“The boss is busy.” The bouncer growled, unfolding his arms.

Ray sighed and pulled out a gun, pressing it to the man’s hand so quickly that he didn’t even have time to twitch. “Get. Out. Of. My. Way.”

The bouncer swallowed and stepped to the side. Ray was a little aggressive when he was horny. Ray pulled the door open with his other hand and, not taking his gun off the bouncer’s head, walked through. On the other side, he locked the door and continued into the large lounge-room that was Tallo’s office.

Several whores lay spread around the office, in varying states of euphoria- probably given off from the billows of illegal smoke that rolled up Ray’s nostrils as he entered.

Tallo was sitting at his desk, bouncing a young blonde in his lap as she gasped and moaned. Her body was mostly hidden in a white silk shirt tied around her stomach and a short-mini skirt that had ridden up over her hips, but no doubt that wasn’t really upsetting Tallo. Tallo’s family had a strange disposition. They could have sex for hours on end, as if by sheer will alone, they could prolong the pleasure. Ray suspected he knew where this blessing had come from, but that was private, House of Solar information. Information that was –not- disclosed to even private lives.

“Tallo, when you call for me… don’t…” Ray’s voice trailed off. The smoke was affecting him now. He shook his head. “…set your bouncer on me.”

Tallo laughed softly and gave the woman a final, deep thrust before pulling her off his lap with his large hands.

The pimp-lord was not an incredibly large man. He was heavy-set, with thick muscles that ran down his whole bronze-tanned body, and a large, dark, swollen, weeping erection poking out of his open pants. Green, loose pants that he didn’t bother re-tying. His hair was a short, black affair that had been gelled back, behind his head. His eyes were brown, dark orbs that-although a little hazy from the smoke- still caught every detail of Nexus’ appearance. He smirked, one large hand beckoning Nexus closer. He wasn’t wearing a shirt- which was no surprise as Ray very rarely saw the pimp wearing anything at all. Each of the man’s muscles was clearly chiseled into his chest, and Ray could have counted the abdominal muscles if he had of been in the mood. Ray was more in the mood to jump anything that moved, and those abdominals were looking pretty shifty.

Ray frowned, knowing that Tallo was the kind of human who could tell exactly what kind of expression was running across his face. He was attempting not to jump on the man like a dog in heat- Ray had standards and class- and he spent a lot of self-control exercising these now. “Not until you’ve washed yourself.”

Tallo laughed. “Oho, too good to let a whore’s come touch your body?”

The blonde woman, who was stumbling over to an unoccupied couch giggled at this. She probably didn’t understand why it was funny, she looked fairly far gone.

The smoke Ray inhaled had a citrus smell to it, which made him guess it to be Silverside- a harmless but potent weed that only grew on Terran Beta. It was illegal on all of the Terra planets and most of the others, however on Phuro Alpha, it was still very legal. There wasn’t much Silverside abuse on the planet anyway- it was expensive stuff.

“No. You’re covered in sweat.” Ray said, crossing his arms. Tallo thought that Ray was the cleanest pirate in existence, and Ray didn’t mind letting him assume that further.

Tallo laughed and got to his feet, motioning for Ray to follow him. A room revealed itself behind the desk, a small private bedroom with an open bathroom door on the opposite wall. It was Tallo’s private bedroom, and he rarely took clients there. Ray was an exception to this rule. Ray Nexus was an exception to a lot of rules.

“Make yourself comfortable while I shower.”

Ray stripped off his clothing and went to the bed. He removed a few items from his hair, things that could accidentally kill Tallo if the fool tried to run his hands through the pirate’s hair, as he seemed to enjoy doing.

The pimp didn’t close the bathroom door, and as Ray lay down and watched the big man stripping and running the water, they spoke.

“So, it’s been a while since you came here in this condition.”

“UGF.” Ray replied.

“No shit. Didn’t I tell you to get a different version of that oil?”

“Yes.”

Tallo laughed, stepping into the shower. “So I gather this is more than just a social call, Ray?”

“I need information.”

Tallo laughed again, and Ray watched the wet spray sliding down the other man’s body. He was hard still, achingly hard. “I heard.”

“Then you have something?” Ray asked, pulling a demoleculizer from his scalp. He placed it carefully on the table.

“I suppose I do. What’s it worth?”

Ray considered. “I’ll let you be on top.”

The pimp inhaled some of the water and stood back, coughing, he turned to the direction of the bed, catching Ray’s expression. When he could speak again without coughing he asked.“You serious?”

Ray rolled onto his back, showing off his pale, lanky body, raging hard-on, and soft skin. “Deadly.”

“Fuck… oh… fuck.” Tallo picked up the soap and rubbed his body down quickly. His cock was hard between his legs and the pimp spent a little more time playing with it then he probably should have. Finally he stepped from the shower, almost tripping in his haste.

Ray laughed.

“Shut up… oh fuck… you can’t just say that and expect me to be able to stand. I’ve been waiting for this for… oh, my whole fucking life.”

“Watch the language.” The pirate reprimanded.

Tallo growled, and, forgetting the use of a towel, stalked dripping wet toward the bed. “You must really want this information.”

“You better have something good for me.” Ray replied.

“Word is… Phantomonia got blown up.” Tallo whispered, climbing onto the bed. He curled up near the headboard and pressed his face dangerously close to Ray’s hard flesh.

Ray’s lips parted and the pirate nodded. “Suck it.”

Tallo smirked and took the pirate’s cock in one hand. He rolled his thumb around the tip of the shivering flesh and stroked gently. “Word is; you pissed off some hot-shot commander.”

Ray’s eyes closed softly as his flesh was taken in hand. “Yesss.” The pirate hissed.

“Word is… you got caught.”

Ray blinked his eyes open, body twisting gradually in the bigger man’s hold. “And who said that?”

Tallo smirked. “Just the word.”

Ray nodded. Sources were confidential if it wasn’t about revenge. “Yeah.”

Tallo grinned even more and lowered his head, giving the throbbing cock in his hands a quick lick. “Word is, you lost your favourite sword.”

Ray nodded. “Stop teasing, Tallo.”

“Ohh, no. I’m enjoying this.” The pimp grinned. He lowered his head again, giving the organ a good long suck while Ray spoke.

“Alaria Nestra. Asshole had me searched. Mm… my sword… I left it behind.”

The pimp released the cock and began stroking it some more. “Ahh, so the word is true. Your rep is suffering, you know.”

“Yeah.”

“What’cha planning?”

“No more chit-chat, Tallo. Information.”

Tallo grinned and forced the green haired pirate to roll over, hands eagerly caressing Ray’s tight globes. “First, I’m going to tongue you. Then… oh High Commanders, -then- I’m going to screw you until you scream. Just like you did for my great grandpa.”

Nexus sighed. “Not that kind of information.”

Tallo grinned, hands massaging the pirate’s body. “The Whinston killer… word is there was a witness.”

Ray groaned, and sat up on his elbows. “A witness? Seriously?”

“That’s the word.” Tallo chuckled and forced Ray’s legs to part, running his tongue from tail-bone to rectum.

Ray bit his lip. “What’s happening with the witness?”

“He’s under heavy security.” Tallo whispered, tongue lapping at Ray’s entrance teasingly.

The pirate groaned softly, shifting back against Tallo’s face. “Where?”

Tallo smiled and didn’t reply, delving his tongue in deeper and forcing Ray’s legs apart.

Ray groaned, it would have sounded monotone and bored to a normal human- as everything sounded when Ray Nexus spoke- but to Tallo, this was the sound of a man in ecstasy. Some of it was natural ability, but most was knowing the pirate as well as he did.

“Where?” Ray groaned again, louder this time as he thrust against the tongue inside of him.

Tallo pulled back, absently nibbling on a pale buttock. “I don’t know.”

Ray growled. “More information.”

“That’s it. Word is tight-lipped when it comes to the UGF.”

Ray sighed. “Fine.”

Tallo grinned and massaged the pirate’s ass some more, enjoying the soft groans that the green haired creature emitted in a demand for more.

Finally Ray had enough of the teasing. With a growl the green haired man pinned the human, straddling Tallo’s waist and forcing his body down on the shaft.

Tallo gasped and sucked in a quick burst of air as Ray impaled himself. “Oh fuck… oh… yeah… you’re so tight, Nexus.”

“Quit it with the compliments and make your grandpa proud.”

Tallo grinned wickedly and took a hold of Ray’s hips, rolling them back over. “Oh yeah. I fully intend to.”

~.~

It took most of the night before Ray finally felt less aggressive. Tallo made good on his promise, which was just as well, because Ray didn’t like it when people broke bedroom promises. It could have been bad for Tallo’s business.

The pirate dressed and sauntered out of the strip-club with a sway in his hips. He wasn’t intending on sitting down for a long while, but he felt –much- better.

“Frexi, pack it up. We’re leaving.” He shot to his first mate, who had found the same boy that Ray had been enjoying and was interrogating him.

“Sir?”

Ray didn’t repeat himself, he walked through the exit and was on the street before the Saoen caught up.

“So you got the information?”

The green haired man nodded.

“Cool! Now we just need to kill the bastard!”

Ray shook his head and held up a single, pale finger. “I have one thing to do before that.”

“What’s that?”

Ray didn’t answer; he walked down a backstreet, absently breaking a young thief’s wrist as the child attempted to grab at his back-pocket. The kid was lucky. Ray didn’t usually leave a hand behind for touching him. But he was in a good mood.

~ To Be Continued…

Sweet notes: I broke a few author laws on this one… but ahh well. The rest of the story is going to be Nexus POV centric. ^^ enjoy. Reviews?