Space Slut

Author's Note: Hello, this is my first publication on gaydemon. I hesitated a lot because I was not sure anyone would like this, but I surmised it doesn't hurt anyone to post either, so here we are. I hope you enjoy! There may be a continuation if people show interest. Please don't hesitate to comment on any mistake and criticize, as English is not my first language and I seek to improve (maybe not my best idea, trying to improve by writing porn...). Cheers.

The crosshair moved over to the left, adjusting to his target's new position almost on its own. He squeezed the trigger. Alarms beeped, someone was trying to lock onto him, he clenched the joysticks and pressed his foot on a pedal. His metal frame swiveled around in a deep whine, aided by its jet boosters. He paid for the swift maneuver in high g-force, his vision momentarily blackening at the edges, his breath halting as the feeling of his chest compressing overwhelmed him. A pinprick sensation on the back of his neck and stimulants flooding his system were all it took for him to get his bearings back. His stealth drones told him the first target was down, he'd toasted it with that previous blast. Nothing survived a plasma shell. The second target was still training its laser cannon towards his new position. It was slow. Too damn slow.

How could they even hope to survive against him, how many more would be sent to their deaths?

He pushed the trigger and the second target was destroyed, its cockpit melted through. There would be no way to distinguish the charred corpse inside from the rest of the blackened metal. He scanned his display for new threats, while rushing to take cover behind a rocky outcropping. His frame made the earth tremble and the sand dance in its wake, footfalls no doubt echoing through the desert canyon. He could almost feel the weight of the metal giant he was controlling, fifteen meters of hardsteel-armored nanocarbon, moving with purpose, thumping the ground to the beat of his heart–

"Simulation complete" said a synthetic voice in his helmet. The world disappeared around him, his display shutting down, his breath now loud in the confines of his helmet.

Occupation training was awesome.

His simulation pod opened, and a handsome man peered down at him, smiling with perfect white teeth.

"That was a good one, Liam," the man said and extended a hand. Liam couldn't contain his own smile and merrily took it. He always felt like he needed one after those kinds of hours-long simulations. He almost stumbled out of the simulation cockpit, avoiding an embarrassing fall thanks to Sergeant Jenkins steadying him. The sergeant chuckled in his deep voice but kept his broad hand on the small of Liam's back. Liam couldn't feel his warmth through his combat skinsuit, but the contact still felt good, grounding and supporting him as the stimulants and the adrenalin wore off. He unsealed his helmet, removed it and grimaced at it. He could feel sweat matting his hair, no doubt giving him a wild hairstyle even with the regulated crop (he needed his hair cut again very soon though), and then he thought about how close the sergeant was standing. He must have smelled the sweat by now. Oops.

"I think you're ready for the real deal, recruit" the sergeant said undeterred, his hand still on Liam. Liam looked up at him – he tended to look up at everyone, it was definitely not a sore spot, thank you – and saw Jenkin's blue eyes boring into his own. God, he's serious about this.

Liam was happy. He would love to finally experience live combat, to fight with a frame that would be his one and only, to feel the rush of battle, of life and death playing at the push of a trigger.

He licked his lips, feeling hot all of a sudden. The sergeant's eyes zeroed in on the movement.

Time came to a slow crawl as Liam noticed how blown out the sergeant's eyes were, pupils dark and dilated, most likely mirroring his own. Jenkin's face was right there in front of his own. Had he gotten closer? Liam couldn't remember when he started feeling his hot breath on him. Jenkins was still looking at his lips. Then, the sergeant's face got so close he couldn't look at him without getting cross-eyed.

The kiss was tentative at first, almost shy. Just lips touching, briefly caressing, sending a surprised but delighted shiver down Liam's spine. Liam answered by pressing back onto the sergeant's mouth and gripping the front of his nanoweave t-shirt. Jenkins took it as an invitation to deepen the kiss. Their mouths slotted into each other, warm lips rubbing and kissing, as the sergeant tightened his hold on Liam's back and added a hand on the side of his head. He used his leverage to slightly tilt Liam's head back and dove into the kiss with a deep groan. Liam opened his mouth in a moan. It came out muffled as Jenkins slid his tongue inside, bypassing Liam's puffy lips. Liam felt his brain short-circuit as Jenkins' hot and wet tongue explored the inside of his mouth and licked at his own soft tongue. He relaxed with the kiss, his body sagging and making Jenkins flex his muscular arms to keep him upright. Warm pleasure coursed through him in waves, pooling somewhere at the bottom of his belly.

The kiss evolved into a messy open-mouthed makeout session, saliva mixing and tongues swirling against each other in a hungry dance, teeth colliding and mouths sucking at each other in lewd noises between hurried breaths. Jenkins won the tongue war though, in the end, and claimed his prize by delving into Liam's mouth, properly eating him out.

Liam felt the sergeant's hard boner pressing at his hip, and it's all he could do not to slip a hand down to cop a feel. From what he could determine, Jenkins had a massive cock. Liam's own prick was already straining against his suit and the protective cup encasing it.

He realized, in a distant corner of his mind, how very inappropriate this was, considering he was a recruit under Jenkin's authority. Then, Jenkins swirled his tongue this and that, made Liam moan when he sucked his tongue, and Liam's mind blanked. It was all Jenkins now. He hugged Liam tightly and gripped the back of his head and continued ravaging and plundering Liam's mouth. His kissing skills should be recognized as a war crime.

Eventually, Jenkins slowed the pace of their makeout and slowly, languidly, licked at Liam's tongue and then at his lips, all hot and soothing, like a balm to Liam's bullied mouth. Liam melted in his embrace, knees threatening to give out. Their mouths parted so slowly it took him some time to realize his eyes had been closed and that the kiss was over. He opened his eyes and saw Jenkins' blinding smile. He didn't look exerted, not a strand of his hair was out of place, except maybe his eyes showed a softness Liam had rarely seen before. He was perfect. It wasn't fair. Liam, on the other hand, could feel a flush on his face, his lips still slightly parted and letting out quiet pants, his eyes heavily lidded in a haze.

Liam missed Jenkins' warmth as soon as they untangled each other. The sergeant took a step back and patted Liam's shoulder.

"You'll be a fine marine, now go get some bunk time" Jenkins said, his voice leveled, like he hadn't just obscenely tongue kissed a recruit in the middle of a training cubicle.

Liam stared dumbfounded as the sergeant turned around and left.

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Occupation training, actually, was hell. Liam could not stop thinking about Jenkins' mouth, and more embarrassingly, his dick. He'd had ghost sensations of the monster pressing against his hip even after he'd taken a shower, and after he skimmed regulations and took a second shower to jack off.

Liam wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he used to be a cock hungry slut in high school. He would present his bubble butt to be plowed by any good looking dude, student and teacher alike, and he gave a really good blowjob. His "hobbies" had suffered from his enlistment into the Union Interstellar Army though, even with the huge percentage of men in that line of duty. Promiscuity and a lack of intimacy will do that. He hadn't even thought of sucking off his bunkmates, well, he did, but somehow it felt gross, like they were best friends and it was sacred. Best friends didn't suck each other off. Or did they? No–

Liam wasn't going to take a third shower, goddammit.

He collapsed on his bunk face first, the soft mattress bouncing under him. He used to think the military would be much less comfortable, he guessed they kept that image to appear tough on the outside, but enlisted personnel actually had it good. The tough shit was happening during battles against the Outerworlds Alliance, they didn't need to live a hard life in-between just to become better soldiers, that was old-world thinking.

He almost dozed off like this, lying prone on his belly and relaxed after the showers, dressed with just his boxers. The hiss of the room's hatch opening behind him prevented that, and informed him of someone entering the room. He heard whoever that was taking a step inside, just so the door could close. Then, they stood still. A minute or so later, Liam could hear a shuffling, and then he heard the door beeping. He'd never heard that before.

Liam opened his eyes in confusion, and twisted his head over his arm to check what was going on behind him. One of his bunkmates, Kolten, was standing there, watching Liam with an unreadable look on his face, his hazel eyes shadowed from the light overhead.

"What's up?" Liam asked, before his tiredness forced a yawn out of him.

"Are you gay?" Kolten said, almost too softly for Liam to hear. Kolten was a big dude, but his voice was always soft.

Liam couldn't contain his chuckle.

Oh boy. Here it comes. Many times if possible.

"Why, are you gay?" Liam countered and he purposefully kept his prone position. He knew how good his ass looked in tight boxers, it was a common subject of praise from his different conquests. He saw it now, how Kolten's eyes kept going between Liam's face and his ass.

"I'm asking you" Kolten said, still standing immobile in front of the door, his uniform doing little to hide the growing tent between his legs.

"Sarge just kissed me and I liked it. So I guess that makes me gay" Liam answered, a small smile on his lips.

"He- he did?" Kolten's expression morphed into a mix of unbelief and worry.

"Yeah, right after the sim finished, he pulled me out and kissed the hell out of me. Tongue and all." Liam said, feeling his own boner making its return. God, just thinking about that hot, passionate, moment made him squirm. He hadn't realized he was actually squirming a bit, humping the mattress lightly and curving his back so that his ass stuck out. It was a subconscious, tiny movement, but Kolten still picked up on it, if his hanging jaw and the hungry look on his face was any clue.

"I locked the hatch," Kolten said, confirming his intentions from the start. Liam liked decisive people. Kolten was ready to take whatever he wanted from Liam, or at least, he started with leverage for any negotiation. Liam had no idea how to lock or unlock the door, they weren't taught that. Kolten used his superior knowledge in tech to his advantage. It made Liam warm all over. Since when was Kolten so sexy ?

"What do you want me to do?" Liam asked in a clear act of submission. He measured his own victory on how hard Kolten was going to fuck him. He might as well help his buddy out and be a good slut for him.

Kolten walked next to Liam's bed. "I want you to stay like this while I give your ass a good fuck" he said, his voice straining around a growl. His voice wasn't the only thing straining. Liam could see a huge bulge in Kolten's pants, the promise of a good and rough fuck.

"Didn't know you had it in you to talk this dirty, Kolten" Liam giggled and hooked a thumb in his waistband, tugging his boxers down to let them rest under the curve of his ass. He was about to lift his legs up to remove them when he felt Kolten's hand stopping him.

"Keep it there," Kolten said and started removing his pants. Liam stayed prone on his belly and propped himself on his elbows. His eyes were glued to Kolten's dick as it sprung out of its confines with a mighty bounce. Kolten didn't remove his boots. Liam admired the style, full dark blue space infantry uniform contrasting with Kolten's bare legs, a fully naked expanse of fair skin and strong muscles, with the cherry on top: his cock jutting up. It was massive and bulging with veins, red and mean looking. It was a perfect and delicious looking slab of meat, and it was going to get wasted into Liam's ass.

"Can I suck your dick first?" Liam almost pleaded, his voice weak from arousal, from the clear thought that he was about to be utterly destroyed by Kolton, one way or another.

"You'd do that?" Kolten seemed surprised.

"I'm letting you put your dick in my ass, why wouldn't I suck it?" Liam chuckled, extending his neck to get his face closer to the hard cock in front of him.

"I don't know, it's just… I thought it'd be weird to see each other's faces while we fucked…" Kolten started to say. "You've done this before, right?"

"How do you know?" Liam asked and raised an eyebrow, genuinely curious about the answer. He hadn't had sex with anyone in the army, and he didn't broadcast his preferences or his past. He was just another marine recruit.

"Had a feeling. You've got that air about you." Kolten said and stood closer to Liam's bed, mashing his cock onto his face.

"Hmm… I see…" Liam said, nosing the side of the meat pole. "Care to elaborate?" he let his tongue out and licked a vein, Kolten's manly dick smell going to his head.

Kolten's cock throbbed at the contact. It felt so warm against Liam's cheek, Liam wondered why he hadn't jumped his bunkmate's dick long ago. It would have kept him warm during the rest shifts.

"Guess it was small hints all around. And you've got those pouty lips on you, and a great looking tight ass." Kolten hissed as Liam kissed and sucked the side of his dick.

Liam descended on the shaft, pelting it with kisses and small licks. Then, he did it all over again on the other side while going up. Finally, he arrived at the tip, where precum started beading out. Liam smiled at the thick cock head as a greeting and gave a long lick to it, collecting the clear liquid on his tongue. He savored the salty taste and delved back for another sample, his lips closing around the tip and sucking it in a loud pop. He got what he wanted as Kolten groaned and another drop of precum landed in Liam's mouth.

"See what I mean? You've got real dick sucking lips" Kolten said, breathing hard, as he put his hand on Liam's head. He didn't push or pull, he just threaded his fingers through his blond hair.

Liam sucked on the tip like a lollipop, and couldn't resist moaning at the taste. He took the whole head inside of his mouth and used his tongue to lap at the frenulum as he looked up at Kolten, blue eyes hooded under long lashes and pink lips wrapped around cock. Just his element.

"F- fuck! You're actually a cock-hungry mofo, aren't you." Kolten said and smiled down at Liam, who tried to smile back, without success, what with the penis in his mouth.

"You know, I've heard guys talking about you," Kolten said, now moving his hips to get more of his dick inside of Liam's wet and warm mouth. Liam closed his eyes and relaxed his jaw, opening up to take Kolten deeper.

"They saw you walking around in your skin-tight combat suit," Kolten's voice caught as his cock sank deeper into Liam's mouth, the tip now hugging the entrance to his throat. Liam was in a bliss, his gag reflex absent from years of practice. He felt everything with his lips and tongue. Kolten's cock was hard and hot, fat and throbbing inside his mouth, leaking precum directly into the back of his tongue and just- so, so fucking good.

"They said they'd tap you–" Kolten was breathing hard, hips moving back and forth in short movements, poking at the tight entrance of Liam's throat, loud sucking noises filling the room as Liam formed a vacuum seal around his cock, lips red from exertion and stretched around the substantial girth, making the shaft shiny with saliva and precum. They kept at it for a while, Kolten pumping his hips and feeding his thick cock to Liam's warm mouth, whose hot lips were scraping precum and glistening, sucking with as much gusto as possible– showing his love for the meat pole.

"That they wouldn't mind sticking their dicks into you 'cause you're pretty, like a girl," Liam moaned as Kolten reduced his pace and started pushing his cock into Liam's throat, the head entering the tight fold proper. Kolten put his two hands on Liam's head and gripped his hair as he repositioned himself closer to the edge of the bed, forcing more of his thick shaft into Liam.

"Fuck that's good-" Kolten said as Liam's throat gave out all resistance, opening and swallowing Kolten to the hilt, until Liam's nose was buried in trimmed pubic hair.

Liam lost all coherent thoughts then, the lack of oxygen making his head spin. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as Kolten's hips drew back, emptying Liam's throat, giving time for Liam to breathe a little, only to slide back in slowly, plugging Liam's throat and making his neck bulge from its sheer size.

"You'd be drowning in dicks if the others knew how good your throat is, fuck–" Kolten said lovingly as he increased his pace, his thick cock sliding in and out of Liam's mouth, now so relaxed that spit flew out and drool dripped from it to stain the edge of the mattress and splatter on the ground. Liam couldn't even moan, his gaze unfocused and ecstatic as the blowjob transformed into a messy deep-throat, loud wet noises filling his head along with balls slapping with the same rhythm.

Kolten groaned as he face-fucked Liam to oblivion, uncaring of his fellow recruit's well-being, snapping his hips harder and harder, until he was positively pounding those lips.

There were no words for a while, just animalistic grunts as Liam was taken full advantage of by his friend. Drool and liquids slid out of the corners of Liam's mouth, only to be battered away when Kolten's balls came slapping on his chin, again and again and again. The pace was furious, Liam had a distant thought that maybe this was his life now, he'd just open his mouth and his throat for his friends to take, he'd be just a sleeve for cock, a toy to be used.

Kolten's cock kept burrowing into his neck, making space in his throat and emptying it out everytime he slid out, only to force his way back in, scraping the soft walls around and making way with his fat cockhead, going deep– so deep. His balls, full and heavy, were hot and wet, drippy with precum and saliva as they bounced on Liam's face, making obscene slapping noises along with the wet sounds of Liam's throat and the squishes of his lips sliding on the shaft. Liam was simply overwhelmed by it all, his self subdued and secondary to the pleasure of offering his mouth to fuck as Kolten's liked. He felt complete at the mercy of his friend, he felt like it was safe to just give it all up and just accept it, he felt satisfied just lapping at his hot veiny cock and contracting his throat around it.

Liam didn't even realize how hard his own dick was, until Kolten's pace faltered and he went balls deep into Liam's mouth. Kolten shuddered, his head thrown back and teeth gritting as his balls contracted. He hissed between his teeth and moaned as he held Liam's head there, completely invading his throat.

Liam felt Kolten's thick cock throb, cumvein bloating and stretching his soft neck more than ever, and then he felt hot cum draining down his throat as he reflexively swallowed Kolten's generous load. Liam couldn't help but ejaculate together with Kolten, wetting his boxers and mattress. There was just something about milking out a hot load with his throat that made Liam the happiest person in the world.

Liam made sure to suck Kolten's cock to the last drop as it slid out of his mouth in a loud popping sound. He tasted the cum, making sure to make a show out of it as he opened his mouth wide and rolled the thick white liquid on his tongue before noisily gulping it down, adding to the load already sitting in his stomach. He was sure he saw Kolten's dick twitch at the display. It stood there, tip dripping with leftover cum, and Kolten cursed under his breath as Liam licked it clean.

"Fuck, sorry, I should have asked if I could come inside." Kolten seemed genuinely apologetic. "But holy shit that was good, you're a fuckin' pro, I think I'm in love with your throat."

"You destroyed me with that big dick of yours," Liam said, his voice hoarse.

"It was great," he added with a dopey smile.

"Thanks man, I needed that," Kolten said as he picked up his clothes. "I don't think I can fuck your ass right about now, you drained the fuck out of me," he added as he checked out Liam's naked butt without shame. "I'd love a rain check on that though…"

"Sure," Liam said, exhaustion taking a hold of him. He stood up and walked to the bathroom before he fell asleep with cum dripping down the side of his mouth and his boxers down under his ass cheeks.

"Does that make me gay?" he heard Kolten ask beyond the bathroom's door. Liam almost choked as he tried to laugh with water in his mouth. He washed himself quickly with the sink before trudging back into the room and flopping down his bed. He'd take care of the sheets later.

"Who cares, man?" he answered before closing his eyes and finally welcoming sleep.

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Liam, as it turns out, was not going to have his ass fucked by his bunkmate before someone else had their turn.

Liam bit the broad fingers clasped on his mouth as a desperate moan threatened to surface. He was getting bounced bareback on a big black cock, bent over a crate, in a dark corner of his metal frame unit's hangar, hidden from view. His navy trousers were down at his ankles, his shirt still closed and bunched up, rubbing against his perky nipples.

"Mmm yeah… That's it," groaned Chief Everett in Liam's ear in a baritone voice, hugging him from behind, completely covering him with his huge and muscular body. Chief's swollen balls came down on Liam's ass again and again, making a slapping sound that Liam thought should be a dead giveaway to whomever happened to walk by, betraying their illicit activities. They'd go around the corner to investigate the wet slapping sounds, and they'd discover the Chief Mechanic plowing the newest marine of the platoon on his first week, balls deep. Their only camouflage were the noises of people working around the hangar, powered tools and metal frames groaning.

"You're a good little slut, aren't you?" Chief breathed in Liam's ear, his pace fast, his strength unforgiving. He was fucking Liam's ass hard and good. His big cock, all eleven monstrous inches, sank inside Liam's ass, his rim stretched taut and hot around gut-straining girth.

Liam had been in the hangar during all of his shift today, learning the intricacies of maintaining his metal frame during his mandatory cross-training with the maintenance specialists, the mechanics. Chief Mechanic Everett had warmly introduced himself and Liam was immediately smitten with the muscular black man. Liam kept checking him out when he thought no one was looking, and he caught Chief doing the same multiple times. It became like a game, where Liam would do all he could to bend over and arch his back, showing off his ass as much as possible and getting himself in the most ridiculously compromising positions. He heard more than once the mechanic teaching him clear his throat. He even saw him adjust his crotch once. But Liam's aim was the Chief this time, so he filed the information – the name of his instructor – for later.

It worked a bit too well, Liam thought as he bit back a moan, Chief's thick cock mashing and rubbing against his prostate everytime he plowed in. He was held tight by Chief, one bulky arm around his chest, making his back arch to take the cock deeper, and a calloused hand clasped on his mouth, to muffle Liam's moans. Liam was sure he'd be whimpering and moaning like a bitch, broadcasting to everyone in the hangar just how hard Chief was fucking him, if not for the hand over his mouth.

Liam's own cock stood hard as a rod and bounced against his abs every time Chief's hips landed a blow to his ass, his scrotum and nuts enduring Chief's heavy balls slapping on them.

Liam had to give it to Chief Everett, he didn't beat around the bush and went straight for the good stuff, not wasting any second. That's the military for you.

Chief had cornered him with some excuse about showing him this and that, and Liam's instructor had taken the cue to leave Liam to Chief's care, most likely glad to get rid of Liam and going off on a trip to the bathroom. Chief then smoothly herded Liam behind a bend of crate-made streets, kissed him without a word, turned him around and bent him over a smaller gears crate. Liam only had the time to make out diagrams of nuts and bolts printed on the side before his pants and boxers were practically torn down. Nuts and bolts. Quite fitting, he thought idly as Chief went to town on his asshole, lapping at the sensitive pucker with his broad tongue and spreading Liam's ass cheeks with firm hands. Liam instinctively spread his legs, as much as he could with his clothes around his ankles, and focused on relaxing, knowingly preparing for what was to come.

Liam almost came as Chief wriggled his tongue in his little hole along with a big finger, but managed to avoid it by biting down his own arm. stayed in that position for what felt forever, trying to restrain his groans and moans as Chief opened him up good, spreading his spit-lubed pink hole wide around his fingers. By the time Chief finished preparing him, Liam's hole was gaping open, winking shut without rhythm, trying to close around the empty space left by three of Chief's fingers, which must have been the equivalent to Liam's hand.

Then, Chief stroked his big cock to spread his own precum on it, and proceeded to penetrate Liam's asshole, his fat cock head leading the assault into Liam's soft confines until his whole dick was inside and his balls came to rest against Liam's ass, hips hugging the curve of his cheeks. Liam cried out in a silent gasp as his insides were invaded, the pain from accommodating to the thick cock in his ass competing with warm pleasure coursing through him. How his asshole could take this much meat, Liam wasn't sure, but the effects were almost immediate as he felt pressure on his prostate, making him clench as much as he could around the massive intrusion. "That's a tight little ass you have here, son" Chief groaned and started to move. Very slowly at first, adding spit to the mix, and sinking back inside the tight heat that was Liam's ass. Liam arched his back to take the black monster at a better angle, and could have sworn he saw his belly distend when Chief slid back all the way inside him.

Chief increased his pace as Liam's walls relaxed around his cock, but the gut-churning meat pole was still too big, a pillar of warmth reshaping him deep inside. Liam's asshole was straining around it, rim catching on the bulging veins, scraping hot precum and wrapping around Chief's cock, clinging to it like a hungry mouth. Liam tried to muffle his moans as Chief wrecked his ass, he tried to restrain himself as the small tinges of pain faded and left only pleasure on their wake, he tried, but he couldn't resist letting out small gasps and barely contained moans as his eyes rolled back and his dick leaked out strings of cum. His orgasm lasted for a full minute as Chief increased his pace yet again, hips snapping and balls bouncing. It felt so good.

And so Chief bent over Liam to cover his mouth, and here he was, fucking the newbie marine in the ass doggy style on a crate when he should be managing the work being done around the bay.

"Are you ready to receive my load, little slut?" Chief said, his faltering pace betraying how close he was to the edge. "I'm going to breed your tight boypussy, marine." He pounded hard and barely left the time for Liam to mumble a desperate "Yes chief" before he slotted his cock deep inside of Liam and ground his hips, making a mess out of Liam's now pliant walls and no doubt making room for what was to come. Chief squeezed his arms around Liam and groaned deep in his ear. His cock bloated and his big balls contracted, blowing a huge load of hot cum, flooding Liam's insides.

They stayed like that for a while, Liam barely standing, going limp as he basked in the Chief's warmth, bliss overtaking him and ass stinging from the brutal plowing. Chief finally released Liam and lifted himself from him, dick sliding out in a wet pop, a rope of cum linking the tip to Liam's used hole. Liam's asshole was gaping hot, cum dripping out as a testament of how Chief bred him in the platoon's hangar.

"Stay here, I'll bring you a towel." Chief said as he shook out the last of his cum from his dick and tucked it back inside his work overalls.

"You have a really nice ass, took it like a champ, too," Chief said as he gave a last squeeze to Liam's ass before walking away.

Liam wouldn't have been able to move even if he wanted to. God, he was going to walk with a limp for a while, or he was going to have to own it and explain to a medic why he needed healing stims for his asshole.

Now there's an idea that could go in a very interesting way.

Liam chuckled as a new battle plan formed in his mind.