Titan King

Chapter 31

The door closed shut behind him as Pickle entered his room, the advanced airlock system ensuring the base was hermetically sealed from outer space. He looked around the room, he had requested minimalistic furniture yet they had gone above and beyond to make it as comfortable as possible.

The state-of-the-art atmospheric regulators maintain optimal oxygen and humidity levels, with a subtle ambient glow indicating the system's online status. Soft, adjustable lighting that was embedded into the walls, a couch set facing towards the reinforced glass window placed over an artificial rug with a fur-like texture and a dining table on the opposite to the viewing glass. He turned towards another door that led to the bathroom. 

Entering the bathroom, which was fitted with a large tub attached to the wall and a separate shower area. Waving his hand the sensors detected the movement and water began running filling up the tub. Pickle undressed, shedding his burnt and sweat-drenched clothes on the floor.

He switched on the shower and cleaned himself under the cold shower with one of the hygiene products placed on the shelf next to it, once done he switched off the shower. Slowly he entered the bathtub. The hot water in the bathtub gently rubbed against his lightly tanned skin as he submerged himself in the customised bathtub made to hold his size. He enjoyed the silence and the feel of the water against his skin.

Pickle's eyes snapped open underwater as he heard the door of his room open. A normal human being would not be able to hear any kind of soft sounds from the outside when under the water however due to his higher senses he could easily catch it. He pushed himself out of the water, drying himself and wrapping the towel around his waist. The door opened and he looked around seeing no one.

His eyes widened, turning around Pickle raised his hands and caught the falling woman. She pouted at him.

White: I didn't think you would catch me.

Pickle snorted at her words, it seemed she did have good stealth skills even though she hadn't stepped foot on the battlefield in centuries. Her words were true...for anyone else unfortunately for her, he wasn't just anyone. 

Pickle: That's an error on your part.

The sound of something slipping and falling caught their attention. Whites looked down and Pickle's eyes followed her's.

White: What do we have here?~

He felt amused at her sultry tone, turning back to her. He saw her giving him the bedroom eye, the dropped eyelids, dilated pupils, and a coy, alluring smile yep those were the bedroom eyes. 

He gave her a beguiling smile as he pulled her closer to him. She blushed as he manhandled her, using his large fingers to undress as if she were a doll, taking off her shirt and coat with practical ease, followed by her pants leaving her a white thong and a lacy white bra. Her legs wrapped around his abdomen. She pushed her chest out instinctively, pushing her large and perky C-cups towards him. She gave a shuddering sigh as his hands ran long traces on her pale skin and well-toned abs. 

White: Like what you see?~

She asked the question in a low tone, knowing the answer full well. He gave her no answer, his hands expertly moved, undoing the clasps and letting the bra fall to the floor, leaving the commander of the YoRHa forces topless. Her pale firm mounds were topless with rosy pink nipples, rising and falling with each breath. Her blue eyes similar to any other android looked at him, silently begging for him to touch them directly. So, he did. A brush of his fingers across the stiffened tips earned a soft moan from her and a light pinch drew a louder one. 

White: Keep going...touch me more.

She moaned, her usual strict and feminine voice climbing higher and more feminine as he ran his hands across her slender body.