Santiago's Secret Project

TITLE: Santiago's Secret Project
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Sid Meier's Alpha Centauri or any characters from it. No profit is made.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Santiago/Santiago
NOTE: Been on a bit of a cloning binge lately. Wonder when it'll pass.


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We shall take only the greatest minds, the finest soldiers, the most faithful servants. We shall multiply them a thousandfold and release them to usher in a new era of glory.
-- Col. Corazon Santiago,
"The Council of War"

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Colonel Corazon Santiago, the usually unquestioned ruler of the Spartan Federation, found she was rapidly losing patience with her generals. Now that the faction's engineers had finally constructed viable cloning vats, the Spartans were finally on the brink of increasing their military numbers to a level rivalling those of the Hive, ensuring their dominance on Planet once and for all.

Unfortunately, not that the vats had been finished her top military advisors were beginning to feel a little trepidation. They felt that duplicating a person somehow diminished them; that only the lowest of drones should be multiplied, as if the Spartans needed more unskilled, unintellectual masses. And had she not pointed out time and time again that cloning was a way of achieving immortality far more cheaply than the Morganite longevity vaccine or the repeated gene therapy treatments that stole a month for every decade they gave?

Fortunately, her general's objections never truly made it into deeds. Unfortunately, the only reason they didn't cause more trouble about the whole process was that she was their Colonel and they had sworn an oath of loyalty to her. Still, in spite of their misgivings, the Spartan Federation now had many heroes, many geniuses and many dutiful servants and gaining more every year.

However, the Federation still had far too few leaders to Santiago's liking. While her supposed subordinates grudgingly allowed the duplication of skilled soldiers or agile minds, they firmly put their foot down when it came to making any more of her. She'd tried to point out the folly of their position, tried to make them see that she was the greatest Spartan and, as such, far more deserving of cloning than any other. But they refused to listen to reason and to make matters worse they had the common people with them. Corazon Santiago was more than the woman who lead them, she was a symbol of the Spartan Federation itself, elevated far above common humanity and, therefore, neccessarily unique. It was a prepostorous, irrational notion and Santiago fought against it, but, for the time being, there would be only one leader of the Spartan Federation.

And one body double.

It was the only concession Santiago had managed to get out of her generals, but it was enough. For the moment. It was a good starting point. And, perhaps, it might even have been enough.

Because the real reason Santiago wanted a clone of herself was not concern for her faction. Not primarily, in any case. The fact that if she were captured or killed the Spartan Federation would still have a leader was a welcome but still incidental one. The real reason was simply that Santiago's life had been one long struggle where she had ever been able to trust just one person.

That person was waiting for her now as she returned to her quarters after a long day of listening to Commissioner Lal trying to defuse the tension between her Spartans and Zakharov's University.

"Good evening Colonel."

"Corazon," Santiago nodded.

The clone rose from her position on the couch and approached. "You're late."

"Lal loves the sound of his own voice too much," she replied.

The cloned Corazon allowed herself a fleeting smile. "Sometimes I'm grateful those short-sighted fools don't allow me to deal with faction affairs."

"I'm not," said Santiago.

"Mmm."

Santiago felt the frustration and tension of the day drain away when her other self wasted no time in embracing and kissing her. It was still... strange... to kiss Corazon. She had always fought to be the dominant one in everything she did. But when she was with herself there was no need for dominance. All that was needed was to enjoy Corazon's lips on her own. It would have been frightening if she wasn't with someone she trusted.

"Are you feeling hungry?" Corazon asked when they parted.

"Not yet," Santiago replied.

"Good."

The Colonel felt curiously cold when her clone pulled away, but it was a short-lived feeling. She couldn't stop, didn't want to stop, the arousal filling her body as she followed her other self to their bedroom. Arousal made all the hotter at seeing Corazon shed her fatigues without shame as she walked, revealing ever more of the firm, toned body they shared.

By the time they reached the bed they were both stark naked. Santiago let her eyes wander up and down Corazon's body, feeling a perverse delight in the fact that was completely identical to her own, right down to black arrow tattoo that was the symbol of their faction. She didn't have long to take in the sights, though, as her clone wasted no time in kissing her again. Santiago felt an uncompromising lust march through her at feeling her clone's lips on her own again, a lust made all the more powerful by the fact that there were no more clothes getting between their bodies.

Santiago didn't know or care how long she kissed Corazon, but knew it couldn't have been very long before she was forced to give in to the demands of her body. She threw her clone onto the bed and quickly stradled her waist. She grinned as she looked down into the identical face grinning back to her.

"Looks like you got me at your mercy," Corazon said.

"Aren't you going to resist?" Santiago asked as she reached down and cupped one of her clone's breasts.

Corazon hissed with delight. "I would with others, but what's the point in doing it with myself?"

"I wouldn't know," Santiago replied. "But in any case, I've had enough talking for today."

"I haven't," Corazon said. "But I wouldn't mind forgoing it right now," she added when Santiago leaned down and kissed her breasts.

Santiago hungrily let her lips wander across her double's supple flesh. As she kissed and licked the surprisingly smooth skin she could feel her double relaxing underneath her, a pleased sigh escaping from her lips. It was a familiar and desired sound by now, yet it still struck Santiago as a little strange. She... her other self was in another's hands, yet she was relaxed and pleased? It should not have been possible. Not with anyone else, in any case.

Santiago kissed her way to one of her clone's nipples, then let her lips close around it and sucked softly. She heard her double hiss and felt her naked body stiffen slightly as relaxed arousal began making way for demanding lust. The Colonel let her tongue play with the little nub, circling it and flicking it with military precision until she could feel the faint beginnings of a squirm in her other self's body and heard the first pleasured moan she couldn't quite fight down again.

Satisfied that her double was beginning to loose the iron grip she always held on herself, Santiago released her nipple from her mouth and began kissing her way further down her body, quietly marvelling at how fit it was even through her growing lust. Even though she no longer fought in any actual battles, she still had a warrior's body and that was something to be admired. And wanted.

By the time she had kissed her way down to Corazon's waiting pussy, Santiago could feel the aroused trembling in her double's body and heard the way she forced her breath to remain measured and steady. It was a bold effort, but they both knew it would soon be futile. The moment she kissed her double's wet slit and pushed her tongue into her, Corazon moaned loudly and her back arched when the surpressed pleasure claimed her. Santiago lapped at her eagerly, enjoying the tastes of her fluids almost as much as the feel of her writhing body or the sound of her lustful moans.

Santiago knew she could easily and quickly bring her cloned self to climax, but she couldn't quite bring herself to go that far. It was a completely foolish impulse, but she could not stop the feeling that she was doing all the work while gaining nothing in return even as her very own voice filled her ears with lust and her very own body shuddered with pleasure. She tried to focus completely on licking her other self's folds, but she could not stop the ludicrous dissatisfaction growing in her chest.

With a frustrated growl, Santiago pulled away from Corazon's pussy. Her double looked at her with lust-addled but understanding eyes.

"Next time," she breathed.

"Perhaps," Santiago said.

With little difficulty and with more effort on her part than on her double's, Santiago and Corazon repositioned themselves, carefully intertwining their legs. The Colonel heard her double moan and she herself groaned between her teeth as they pressed their bodies against each other and their yearning pussies met. She sometimes regretted that this and the 69 were their preferred positions, but she had no time for any such regrets now. Heat filled her as she ground against the identical body and a shock of pleasure jumped through her every time their clits rubbed against one another.

Santiago spotted her double's hand flailing feebly in her direction as her body ceded more and more control to pleasure. She reached out and grabbed it, holding hands so tightly both their knuckles went white.

Keeping her eyes fixed on her double's pleasured body, Santiago fought against the ever-growing flames within herself. Now that Corazon stimulated her and their juices flowed together, she was content to give her a double an orgasm while denying one for herself for as long as possible. She didn't want her arousal to take her body or her lust to draw a veil across her mind. Not yet. But rubbing her pussy against Corazon's just felt so good...

Then her eyes were filled with the most beautiful sight on all of Planet.

Corazon let go. She moaned with wild abandon, her whole body shaking with the orgasm running through her. She drank in the sight of her liberated self, never stopping her grinding against her climaxing body until her amassing pleasure conquered her as well and forced her eyes closed. Santiago knew her own orgasm wasn't nearly as powerful as her double's, but she experienced it gratefully, allowing it to lift her up to the sound of her other's self screams.

Santiago's climax faded the moment Corazon came down. When she opened her eyes again she saw her double giving her an exhausted smile. The Colonel carefully disentangled herself from her double's leg and lay down next to her.

They kissed.

"Next time..." Corazon said, "I'll go down on you first."

"Very well," Santiago said. "It'll have to wait, though."

"Why is that?"

Santiago got to her feet. "I'll get started on dinner."

"Aren't you going to put something on? Maybe clean yourself up a little?" Corazon asked when she was halfway to the door.

Santiago turned to her double lying lazily yet still seductively in their bed. "Perhaps later," she replied.