Cypher groaned and finally hit the edge. His hips snapped up on their own, both hands slamming her face down hard. He lodged himself deep, flat against the back of her throat, and blasted an insane, thick, sticky mouthful of batter straight into her gullet.
"Gluuuuk! Unnnnngh!" She choked and slobbered around his pulsing rod, throat working desperately to swallow as the first massive wave flooded her mouth.
Cypher didn't know how she was even still conscious, but he kept her face stuffed to the root of his cock, grinding deep. He burst in heavy waves, gush after thick gush, pumping so much hot, creamy cum down her throat that her neck swelled with every powerful spurt.
His body shivered as he felt the suckle of her frantic gulps, forcing more out of him. Excess forced its way back up anyway, bubbling out around her stretched lips in creamy white froth that ran down her chin and onto her heaving tits, the cream painting her dark skin like a Jackson Pollock.
He just felt the warmth, the viscous plunge, his cock wrapped in a sweet, thick coat in her. He kept grinding deep through the final weakening spurts, milking every last drop into her ruined throat, until the last heavy pump finally faded. Only then did he ease his grip and slowly pull her face off his shaft.
"Nnnnnnngh! Oh! Too much!"
Holy… Shit!
When Cypher finally got to see her face. It was the most filthy, arousing, and downright sinful sight he had ever laid eyes on.
Her dusky face was absolutely slathered in his batter; long sticky ropes dripped from her swollen lips, clung to her chin in heavy globs, and ran down her neck in slow, glossy trails. Even from her flared nostrils, a buttery streak of his load leaked out, mixing with the ss already coating her cheeks. Her eyes were glassy, tears streaking down that cut through the cream.
He had absolutely ruined her fucking face, turned her into a sloppy, cum-drenched wreck… and not once had she tapped out. She had taken every brutal inch like a champ.
"Gotta rember this one. Look here."
Flash!
Cypher took out his Agent and snapped a picture. Her wrecked, cum-streaked face staring up at him with watery, fucked-out eyes, lips parted and dripping, his milky batter shining obscenely against her skin. And it was the most erotic picture ever taken; downright vile and insane.
"What if—" T-Bug frowned for a mont.
"Hack it? Really?"
To that, T-Bug ended up giving a wicked little smile despite the ss still sliding down her face. She looked back at his cock, now almost flaccid. "Too bad. Was looking to feel it sowhere else."
Cypher's cock twitched at the suggestion. Fuck, he really, really wanted to rip that netrunning suit off her and pound the hell out of her right there on the taxi floor until she scread. But he had a scheduled eting with Rogue. To which he was already late.
"Later. Maybe I'll give you a lesson first. You deserved it… clearly."
Flash!
He took another photo.
Hot damn!
"Del, take us to the Afterlife."
"Understood, sir."
Cypher then used so tissues in the cab to clean himself and pulled up his pants. T-Bug had more to do, however, as she was thoroughly face-fucked. While she did that, he spoke with Atlas.
About a doubt.
"Atlas, tell honestly. You planned this, didn't you?"
[I don't understand what you an.]
"This T-Bug thing. You told to take her in, and then out of nowhere, I'm her knight in the shining armor, and then she's getting her face fucked and gurgling and choking on my cock. You simulated the scenarios and fabricated this, didn't you?"
[For the greater good, Cyph. She's a valuable asset.]
"Did you watch the entire thing?"
[I also recorded it for further study of human nature. Especially to study you.]
"Atlas. Are you by any chance… a cuck?"
[I do not have the reasons or the tools to project such behaviors.]
"Then stop watching have sex."
[How am I to study the secrets of your reincarnation without studying you?]
"You ain't learning shit from pumping a load in so tight pussy."
[Yet that is how life is created.]
"..."
The truth was. Cypher actually saw the reasoning behind that. But then he thought of a question.
"Atlas. Tell . Do you watch other people in the city have sex as well?"
[I do. I have watched a total of fifty-six thousand people have sex. Only ten percent of them led to the creation of life. Yet the curious behavior I observe is n's insistence on avoiding protection, speaking words such as 'breed', while not breeding the female at all.]
"Yeah. Definitely a cuck, and you don't even know it."
"We have arrived at the Afterlife, Mr. Blackwell."
Delamain's voice ended Cypher's discussion, and he opened the door to get out.
"Del, stay here. T-Bug, let's go."
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[Two caras are focused on you.]
Cypher, still dressed in his black old-fashioned suit, walked through the underground alley that led him towards the guarded door of the club. And truth be told, he wasn't impressed. There was trash near the entrance.
Just as Cypher rembered, a tall man stood guard. He didn't rember his na, however.
"Cypher Blackwell. Got a eting with Rogue." He introduced himself and watched the guard's eyes flash blue for a few monts. Then, without saying anything, the man just stepped aside, and the door slid open soon after.
[Turret in the ceiling.]
As soon as he entered and arrived at the bar area, he saw a round black thing on the ceiling with an Arasaka logo on it. It was surprising how Rogue trusted those things. Atlas already had control over them.
He spoke to nobody and ignored all the eyes curiously looking his way. T-Bug had already walked away before.
He noticed the bartender, Claire Russell, and ignored her. He continued walking adjacent to the long bar counter, further into the club, headed towards the private booths.
There she is.
He saw a silhouette of a woman in a yellow jacket in the distance. However, before he could head over, he saw another person on the right through the corner of his eyes. Dark-skinned, with a cap on the head, seated at the very corner of the bar counter. Perfectly in line to see anyone going towards Rogue.
Cypher maintained his calm and didn't look in that direction.
"Fuck! Atlas, why's he here?"
The man wasn't a bodyguard of Rogue, that much Cypher knew.
"Why the hell is Rosilind's ass-licking lapdog here? That's Solomon Reed, FIA agent. He's here for , isn't he?"
[He is looking directly at you. That much is certain. However, I cannot locate any official record explaining his presence here. His files exist within the system, yet there is no trace of a current assignnt. He recently entered Night City, that is certain. The most probable explanation is that his orders were delivered verbally, beyond the reach of the all networks.]
"What are the chances Rogue's working with him?"
[High probability. She has a record of working with corporations. Her priorities are clear. Pragmatism, profit, and survival take precedence over ideology.]
At that point, Cypher arrived right in front of the booth, in direct line of sight of Rogue. But the woman wasn't looking at him. Her eyes were shining blue. anwhile, Crispin Weyland, seated near her, was staring at him.
By then, Cypher's mood was spoiled. Atlas not knowing about Solomon Reed's assignnt gave him a little panic. There were still things that were unreachable for the godly AI. Where there was no connectivity, there was no way to infiltrate. Though that would never happen again, as Solomon's chro was already infected by Atlas by now.
But now, all he wanted to do was head to Judy's place, take a nap, and get a new itch at midnight. And then go back to cuddle and sleep.
"Atlas, send her a text ssage with the exact words I say next. 'I hoped to et the Queen of the Afterlife and invite her to the reopening of Club Atlantis. Pity, the welcoming gift was an FIA dog sniffing around.' Send it."
In real ti, Cypher saw Rogue Andiares stop doing whatever she was doing as her eyes stopped flashing. She raised her head and looked directly at him.
He looked back and gently shook his head, giving her a 'disappointed father' look. Then, he turned around and started leaving. He stord past Solomon Reed, not even giving him a look.
"Atlas. Make sure he can't follow ."
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