She had no split personality disorder, so it was really a monologue, not a dialogue in her mind. It didn't prevent her from being cautious. The sounds she heard from within the hangar which had her Aurora inside alerted her. Male voices and laughter — or rather, rough loud guffaw. Port workers? Mechanics? They had no business there. She pulled her blaster out of the shoulder rig, tiptoed to the hangar entrance and listened warily. Now she was able to make out words and recognized the voice. No port workers, nope.
"Quit playing hard to get, pretty boy. There is no maidenhood to protect, is there? Or did she put a chastity belt on you? Now let's check for it..."
"Boss, he wants you all right, he's asking for it!"
"Tell me, pretty boy, where you want me to start. You have such a sweet mouth, such a tight little ass, I just can't decide by myself. Maybe I'll use your mouth first and then your ass. Or vice-versa. Whaddaya say, guys?"
Another round of bawdy guffaws. Three of them, judging by the sounds. Nelsa pulled out her plasma gun from its holster on her hip, and stole silently into the hangar with weapons in both hands. She peeped out from the corner to size up the situation.
She was right; there were three of them, all with the Mercenary Union insignia on their jackets. All three were so busy, no one even thought of looking behind them. Two of them laughed watching and cheering the third which had someone pressed face first to the wall, with their arm twisted behind their back.
You have three guesses, who is this 'someone.' Seems you have to help the boy out of trouble, Nelsa. Again.
She jumped the nearest thug in one big leap and hit him on the head with the heavy plasma gun. He dropped like a stone. The second thug turned around and reached for his weapon, yet withdrew his hand instantly at the sight of a big black muzzle aimed at his face. Keeping him at gun point, Nelsa came up to the third and shoved her blaster under his ribs. She said calmly, pleasantly even, "Holloran, let him go."
The mercenary looked over his shoulder at her and grinned, showing no concern whatsoever.
"None other than Nelsa herself! It's nice to see you again, honey. I'm just getting acquainted with a new, how to put it, member of your team," he said with a lewd smile.
He was in no hurry to obey, still pressing Ariel to the wall with his big muscular body.
"Let him go, or else I'll shove my blaster up your arse and pull the trigger," Nelsa said in the same pleasant, calm voice. "You'll be in no condition to fuck anyone after that. Or even get fucked."
"My, aren't we rude, Mistress Thorn!" Holloran sneered, yet finally chose to let his captive go.
The boy let out a loud breath of relief and jumped aside, in a hurry to get as far away as possible from his new 'acquaintance.'
"Stand at the ramp and keep the other one at gun point," she said and handed him the plasma gun. "Shoot him if he moves. I'll manage this one."
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My Angel of the Dawn (WomanxBoy, ManxBoy, Sci-Fi + Romance)
Science Fiction[FINISHED]The space pilot and smuggler Nelsa Thorn suddenly comes into possession of a young slave. It seems there is no possibility of true love and happy ending. But everything is possible if you have the courage to embrace whatever fate has in st...
