Escaping Conflict

343I owns halo 4 and I make no profit from this. So guys I see a lot of you have followed my story, some for the story and some for the smut, so i've decided while you wait i'll go ahead and throw a one-shot in for the majority of you. Those of you that thought my story was half decent im afraid youll have to wait a bit longer.











"All right everyone, that's a wrap!" Captain Geoffry said through the intercom. The wargames simulator, an enormous room with a blue grid covering the entirety of it, had been projecting a replica of the ground floor of a forunner spire humanity had fought on some two years back at the end of the human-covenant war. We had just fought another round of team slayer with some elites that were more than happy to volunteer killing us. Repeatedly. Of course, we were destroyed with a final score of 40-50 in favor of the elites. The temporary training base for the new Spartan IV program, the U.N.S.C. Infinity, was still in construnction, so instead we were using a group of large buildings as a temporary training grounds. As everyone began to file out the red team's exit, someone on our side, seargent Grayson, began to grumble.



"Why do they throw us up against elites? We aren't spartans! We're only glorified ODST's."



"As if you have room to complain," I scoffed. "I was the only one trying!"



"Shut it Reynolds!" Grayson said angrily. "You died almost as much as you killed."



"Two and half kda? He'd mop the floor with you," Geoffry said as he came into the debriefing room. "Reynolds!"



"Sir!" I said, standing tall and saluting him.



"At ease, soldier. Much as I hate saying this to you of all people, you've earned a break. Off to your dorm."



"Thank you sir!" I said, somewhat surprised. Geoffrey hated my guts, why he would reward me for any reason was beyond my understanding." As I left I couldn't help but chuckle at the explosion of shouts and foul language that came from the room the second the door shut behind me. "Of all the Times to be a bunch of sorry assholes it had to be now! It couldn't be when a normal woman loving man was dishing out more pain than the three of you sorry fucks put together. Oh no, you had to decide the one time you had to goof off fighting elites it had to be when you were fighting with the one man that fucked 'em!!!! You're going in again, and this time if you don't have AT LEAST twice as many kills as deaths I'll see to it you're marked collaborators with the covenant remnants and shot up like a second rate terrorist!! You're a disgrace to your own kind, unfit to wear Spartan armor, much less call yourselves 'specialists'....!!"



I regrettably decided not to hang around to listen to the rest of the group's thrashing. Yes I was one of the top performers(though far from the best) and a star pupil of the captain's superiors due to my tendency to take over as team captain, leadership abilities, and keen eye, my callouts and battlefield paranoia saving my life, as well as my team's, from many a sniper, camper, and combatant willing to test their luck enough to go for assassinations, but the simple fact I was 'bonded' to an elite caused an uproar from the start. With the constant reports of grunts, hunters, and even elite rebels that still believed in the covenant's cause, led by one that was waging war with the arbiter, I didn't blame them. However, there have been several attempts on my life by both human and sangheili alike, and it had got to the point where if I wasn't under constant surveillance, I was closely followed by my 'bond mate' he called himself, 'Ndel Vorai. So deep I was in my wandering thoughts that I didn't notice the figure waiting just inside my doorway until my helmet was ripped off and I was pinned against the wall. "You take too long," 'Ndel huffed, his hand tugging frantically at my body armor.



"Down boy," I chuckled. "You'll get us both in trouble."



"I have permission from my commanding officer, as well as mine. Until it comes time for us to clean ourselves, you're to stay to....entertain me."



"But of course!" I teased, reaching up and stroking the side of his face, giggling as he caught my finger between two of his mandibles. "And that gives us how long?"



I was forced to use my hands to balance myself as he shoved me more roughly against the wall. "What does it mattef?" he grasped with his lust ridden voice. He pulled more urgently against my chestplate, and with an irritated growl finally managed to pry it apart, the heavy pieces falling to the floor with a loud thud. The rest came off fairly easily, but as reluctant as he was to loose his hold of me, I was forced to extract myself of my mesh skinsuit for fear he would tear it apart. The second my foot came free of the covering I was once again forced against the wall, but thankfully it was my back and not my face pressed against the hard surface this time. Now that I was facing 'Ndel Vorai, I noticed he had already stripped himself of his armor, the pieces hastily cast in a corner of the room. My cock was stirring to life, but his already stood proudly, and like did so the moment I came through the door. Though it was already slick with pre, and would likely slide in with ease, he took his sweet time, nibbling and nuzzing my neck and chest, gently and methodically squeezing my clock until I was thrusting into his talented hand and moaning so loud I could swear it echoed down the halls just outside my room. "Please," I begged him, "I can't take it anymore. Just fuck me already!"



"Are you sure?" he said worryingly, "Shouldn't you adjust yourself so I cannot hurt you?



"I've been taking it for nearly two years now," I grunted, grinding my ass against his massive erection that drew lustful growls from the both of us. "I'm very sure I can take it now."



He lifted me up so he could press the tip of his erection against my opening, and when I pushed against him in encouragement he thrust half his cock inside me, drawing a hiss of pain from my clenched teeth. "Are you alright?" he cooed, cupping my cheek with one hand and idly stroking my straining dick with the other.



"Y-yeah," I groaned. "Its just been-gah!-a while since I've....I've done this with-ngh!-with you. I just need a moment to....oh yes....to adjust." With a pleasurable moan I slowly impaled myself on the remaining bit of his erection, every movement causing my walls to clamp down on him and forcing a steady stream of pre to dribble down my own needy shaft that only served to act as lube for his attentive hands. When I nodded at him, he pulled my legs up so I had them wrapped around his waist, and with a soft growl pulled out half his cock and thrust it back inside me, causing both of us to moan in unison. The second thrust hit my prostate, sending a white hot bolt of pleasure shooting up my spine that made me cry out and impale myself further on his shaft, my ass tugging greedily at his cock as if to pull it in even further. He fucked me slowly at first, many of his thrusts hitting my prostate, though not fast enough to bring me to my climax. Whenever I would hump back against him, meeting his thrusts with my own, he would hold me still and remain motionless until I quit moving, forcing me to whine in frustration. Irritated, I grabbed his wrists and held his arms above our heads. Of course he could have easily overpowered me, but with a sly grin allowed me to keep his arms held high, and taking advantage of it I began to fuck him, pulling myself almost entirely of his cock before impaling myself on it again. He started to fuck me faster, angling his duck so it hit the area just outside my center of pleasure, keeping me on the edge of euphoria but never entirely there. He pulled his arms free of my grip, his muscles rippling against my body as he grabbed onto me, taking me over to my bed and laying me on it before pounding me, his cock finally slamming repeatedly against my prostate. "Yes!" I cried out with a howl that would make even the wolves jealous. "D....d-deeper!" With a snarl so frightening it would strike fear into the heart of even the fiercest beast he came inside me, the jets of seed sending me over the edge. I buried my faced into his neck and moaned loudly as ropes of cum shot out of my cock and coated our midsections, the powerful jerks quickly dying down to feeble twitches. We stayed that way for several minutes, one of our dicks occasionally letting loose a weak jet of seed, tenderly stroking and rubbing each other's bodies and muttering sweet words of gibberish. He finally pulled his shaft out of me once he had coaxed my member back to an acceptable erection, cum leaking from my opening and soiling the sheets beneath me, and smirked as he placed his hands on the bed and bent over, looking back at me with a mischievous grin. "Your turn," he said. I stood up slowly, my legs still shaky from the pounding I had just received, and I steadied myself by grabbing a hold of his hips, kissing him up his back and nipping his neck sharply, coaxing a needy growl from him. I ground my cock against his opening and kissed his neck one last time before replying: "Are you ready?"