Silos of Man

Chapter 22 - Regroup & Recharge

(SMUT WARNING)

It's been two days of this act and I feel like I'm going to lose my shit.  Despite the misery I've endured without Ryann in my bed these last two nights, I  know that I'd have blown the whole 'normal' thing, if she had been home, because even in a distracted state, she can see right through me. 

I have my class Monday morning, unless Tom delivers a different plan for me before then, and so I'm desperately hoping that Ryan will be home soon, so that we can spend some of the weekend together in 'normalcy'.  I need to see her.  To feel her and taste her.  I've only received the odd text from her, and although she's still going through hell with NASA, she has a playfulness to her communications that no doubt stems from her belief that I have a secret romantic trip planned for the two of us, when in fact it's going to be an evacuation.

I'm on pins and needles and ready to pivot at any moment, depending on what fate Tom delivers, and when.  I need to keep it together and 'normal' when I finally see Ryann.  I'm thinking of her first touch after days apart, and suddenly realize that I'm hungry for food too.  I don't think I've eaten since yesterday. 

I'm setting a snack when my device rings.  It's Tom!  Finally!  I answer it and what I get in response is, "Hi, I'm here for coffee, can you come now?"  "I'll be right down", is my immediate and uncensored reply.  I grab my bag, throw on my shoes and bolt for the stairs.  I swear I see the two people I pass in the hallway stare at me, and my immediate thought is that they're corrupt Council members watching me.  I correct myself with the reality that any adult running through their building, to the stairs will elicit looks from some, and even stares from others.

I exit my building and get into Tom's waiting car with one swift movement, and I can feel my core trembling in the passenger seat.  She starts driving us around the neighbourhood and then dives in, "Before I begin, I want you to be very clear that you and Ryann were never part of the plan.  Your connecting was just a fortunate development in my assigned circumstance."

What the fuck?  "Pardon?", is what came out of my mouth.  "Dany, my dear, your career trajectory has been tracked since your early teens.  There are swarms of development trackers who watch the search engines of the children in our educational systems.  Your self-driven research endeavours caught the attention of my network by the time you were fourteen."  She pauses here for me to seek an obvious clarification, "Your network?"  "Okay.  I work with an underground organization, of sorts.  I'm part of a quiet world-wide watchdog agency that monitors the NWG.  It's a little complicated to go through right now, but essentially it's a deep-level system put in place by an offshoot of the original sisterhood, who quietly separated and covertly maintained the contacts needed and resources necessary to identify, illuminate and eliminate corruption within leadership, at any level."

"This is surreal.  How can you have this whole other espionage-esque world?!  Does Hannah know?  Does Ryann know?!  How does this have anything to do with Ryann and me?"  She answered me in order, "I know it seems like that right now, but you will acclimatize.  It doesn't normally take this much involvement.  Hannah knows some and Ryann knows nothing of my involvement with this group.  It has nothing to do with you and Ryann, and that's what I wanted to make clear, before giving you the background."  I don't follow, "The background?"  Just as Tom is about to respond, my device rings.  It's Ryann.  My heart leaps, my stomach flutters and I can feel my face flush.  "Hi", I answer in my warmest tone.  "Dany, I'm ready to come home for a break, and have all my camping stuff to bring back home, but Blake came for my car a few hours ago and hasn't brought it back yet because I told her that I thought I'd be at the lab until at least tomorrow afternoon, but...". "But what, babe?"  "But I can't get you out of my head and need some us time."  Fuckya!  "Alright my love, I'll be there directly."  She whispers, "See you soon.", and is gone.

"Tom, I need to bring Ryann home for recharging, but what do you mean by background?"  "You go and get your girl, Dan, recharge her and enjoy this calm before the storm.  Just please remember that whatever you do, you need to keep her away from all this mess until we have her physically away from here.  For the safety of you both, you can't let her in on any of this.  I'll follow-up with you tomorrow or Sunday.  Let me know when Ry's back at the lab."  I really want to press her on this, but my lady awaits, and I must get to her.  "Okay, Tom, I'll wait for our next coffee."  I shoot her a smarmy smile and rush over to my car, feeling for my keys in my pocket on the way. 

I leap into my car and speed to the lab, where Ryann is waiting outside of it.  Even from a distance, in the twilight, I can see the juxtaposition of the beauty and curvature in her physiology, with the grey flatness of her aurora.  She's been steamrolled today, and I have to puff her back up. 

She moves to the car door with stunning grace, despite the big bags she has flung over her petite frame.  She tosses her bags into the back seat, then slips into the passenger seat beside me, leaning over and kissing me without saying a word.  Mmmm, cinnamon.  That's the gum she chews to freshen-up for our rendezvous.  It's not official, just an observation that would make her blush if I shared it.

I kiss her deeply and passionately, placing my hand on her mid-thigh, and I feel her quiver.  Excellent, this is going to be easy.  On the short drive home, I trace my hand along her inner thigh, terminating no closer than an inch from her pleasure junction on every pass.  I have us home in minutes.  We each open a car door to the back seat, grab one of her bags and then reunite at the front of the car where we hold hands, entwining fingers, en route to the elevators.  I thank the universe when the doors close before anyone else joins us, because I have my tongue in her mouth and my hand down the front of her pants, feeling the moisture envelope my fingers, the second the doors close.  Her moaning in my ear causes me to pulsate and I am desperate to get her into our apartment.  The doors to the elevator open, I grab her hand and we both giggle while breaking into a partial run to our door.

I gently throw her up against our apartment door and give her one more taste of the elevator treatment before opening it.  We hear someone in an adjacent apartment opening their door from the inside, and hurry into our apartment just before being seen.  We close our door, stifling our giggles so as not to be heard by the neighbour, then I have her back up against the door.  This time she bites my lower lip when I kiss her and I'm ready to devour.  I've unbuttoned her jeans and am imbibing her when she gasps and crumples into my arms with her climax.  "Peak number one, my lady, I'm just getting started with you." I whisper with a joking menace.  She quivers and whispers back with teasing plead, "Be gentle, my lord."  I place myself behind her, wrap one arm around her waist and the other arm over her breasts, where my hand has the pleasure of cupping one of her glorious curves.  I then walk her to our bed, where I lay her down and kiss her deeply.  We both enjoy her essence as my tongue entwines with hers.  She lays like a porcelain doll as I remove each item of her clothing until she is completely naked before me, gently stroking and licking her most sensitive unclothed areas. 

She then watches me hungrily as I take my own clothes off while standing over her.  She tries to sit up and reciprocate the pleasure of flavour exchange, but this is about her and I'm going to enjoy recharging her over and over, until she's overflowing with my energy.  Oh, you'll be good and recharged when I'm done with you, my love.  I lay her back down.  She's quivering. I'm inside her, her nipple in my mouth...time to amp-up the charge.