[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]
Niko had Indy in a small side room off the training room. The door had a glass window cut into it, and he had hung his shirt over it for privacy.
Indy shivered at the look on the man's face. He clearly had no intention of letting her off lightly.
She had thought about Delphi's instruction that they should only go as far as they had to but go as far as you have to. She was fairly certain she already had Niko there. She didn't think she needed to have sex with him to recruit him, so her plan was to try and preserve her virginity for now. She would sacrifice it for the cause, but only if she really needed to!
The man started to move in on her.
"I'm wise to your tricks now young lady," he said with a grin, "and I think I owe you some payback for that kick to the lamb fries."
She wondered what lamb fries were, but she got the gist of what he was saying.
"Thank you for fighting those snakes for us," she said politely, trying to stay the same distance away from him that he was trying to close.
"You shafted us there too," he said incredulously. "Ran away out the back door while we put our lives on the line for you."
"None of us felt good about it. But you were planning to capture us, so we couldn't hang around waiting for you. What did you expect us to do, tie ourselves up and jump on your horses?"
"That would have been good, yes. How do you know we're not still planning to capture you all?"
"Call it a woman's intuition," she tapped the side of her temple. "It's one of my superpowers."
"I look forward to getting to know some of your other superpowers," he said crudely.
"Contrary to how I look, I'm a good girl Niko. I hope you don't think I'm going to jump into bed with you."
He was hoping that, so that was disappointing to hear… Still, girls were usually very suggestible... Especially where he was concerned…
"It doesn't have to be a bed, India; these mats would work equally well."
She scowled at him. "Don't be rude, boy. Do these pick-up lines ever work?"
"Boy, is it?" he raised one eyebrow at her then, boom!
The man leapt forward onto her and pinned her to the mats. He used one hand to hold her wrists above her head, one huge leg pinned her thighs to the ground, and he proceeded to very leisurely untie her bikini top and pull it out from under her dress.
His very large manhood pressed against her upper thigh.
"Still think I'm a boy, do you?"
Perhaps she shouldn't have called him 'boy'; it seemed to have riled him up.
"Oh! What do we have here?" he dangled the swimsuit over her face. "Some innocent little triangles you've been torturing with those weapons of mass destruction. Listen to them." He held the bikini top to her ear. "Thank you for rescuing us Niko. Please, don't make us go back there. She wants to tear us apart."
Indy raised her eyebrows at him, as he tossed the top away. Definitely still a 'boy', she thought. He was a number of years off growing into a man. He just looked like one. And had the erotic desires of one.
He pulled down her dress on one side.
"Well, hello," he smiled at her large breast. "We've missed each other, haven't we?"
He leant in to suck her nipple.
"Niko!" she shouted. "You haven't won yet. You can't just go doing whatever you want to me, you know."
"Oh, I forgot. Alright, let's go through with the formalities first, shall we?"
He grabbed her dress, and with frightening strength, he tore it along the seam so that it fell off her. Then he undid her bikini bottom and threw it away.
"Ta da!" his eyes feasted on the gorgeous naked woman pinned under him. "I guess I'm the winner," he grinned at her, his manhood starting to press insistently between her legs, which she shut as tightly as she could.
"Yes, yes, I concede. You're the winner, you big oaf. Now get off me so we can discuss the punishment like two grown-ups."
He let go of her wrists reluctantly. He would have preferred to just keep doing what came naturally in a scenario where a man lay on top of a naked woman in a private room. She sat up and sheltered herself behind the remains of her torn dress.
"That's not helping, if you think it is," he laughed.
If anything, the picture was even sexier. Her long blonde hair was tousled like bed hair, she was panting slightly from the exertion, the torn dress covered precisely her nipples and her pussy, and everything else was exposed to his view.
She saw that his eyes were glassy with lust, and she backed a few feet away from him.
"Alright, tell me the punishment. Remember, I have to consent," she reminded him.
"Mmhm. Well the good news for you is that instead of a punishment, you get a reward, which is… Sex with this male God," he indicated his almost naked self, with a raging hard-on that had burst through the fly of his boxers.
She had to admit, he was very good-looking, and he was clearly extremely well-endowed, but she barely knew the man, and what she did know of him hadn't filled her with trust. He seemed like a juvenile womanizer who lusted after her fake boobs.
"Definitely not," she said promptly. "I don't consent. I'm not that easy Niko."
Damn it! he thought. His respect for the woman rose, but he was sorely disappointed. This girl had been frustrating him since back at Swan Lake. Time to turn on the screws, pun-intended, and see what he could get her to agree to.
"How about you suck it for me?" he said hopefully.
"Uh uh," she shook her head.
"I have to get some relief woman. You don't know how you've been plaguing my dreams. And you can't get naked underneath me like that and then just blue ball me. My best offer is you kiss me, and you have to instigate, and hold my cock."
That was the minimum she'd expected, so she was pretty happy with that offer.
"Alright," she nodded. "But you can't get too handsy, and I'm in the driver's seat."
"Deal," he gazed intensely at her, and she knew he would push the boundaries. He couldn't help himself.
She tied the torn dress around her boobs, figuring they were the bigger turn-on for the giant guard, then she strode over and knelt beside him, taking his head in her hands and planting her lips on his.