HLNE 2

Its face was bone-white. A shudderingly horrible, and yet breathtakingly enchanting face- a small bump for a nose, mucus over a slavering, fang-filled mouth, and yet the eyes were silvery orbs, huge and almost… innocent.

That innocence was immediately contrasted by the nude body of the creature. Pert breasts, hips and stomach and thighs built in the perfect proportions- it was like the body of a fashion model, or maybe on a more base level, a porn star- a body screaming, a body dripping with sex.

Literally. Some kind of dew or condensation had formed on the cold skin of the alien creature, as it flipped its tentacled-hair back over its long, pointed ears. One hand was at its crotch, working furiously at the snatch underneath its webbed fingers. A vibrant voice was moaning in dulcet tones, and the fingers furiously picked up speed.

Bella watched all this in the side of the mirror-like Seraph storage egg, and in return the alien in the reflection stared intently back at her. That was because Bella, a seasoned war veteran and experienced assassin, was currently fulfilling her sick fantasy like a schoolgirl recently introduced to masturbating- or rather, the girl she had once been.

The wet, molded gag in Bella’s mouth squelched a little as she tried to move her tongue, then parted her lips to let out another soft moan. The alien did likewise in the silvery surface, maw parting in a sexual snarl. The crooning that met her ears wasn’t in Bella’s normal, soft spoken tones- not that voice that her drill sergeant had shamed again and again for not being loud enough, not that voice that Bella had always hated for sounding so timid- no, it had been replaced by a different one, sultry and smooth, making the same moans and sighs that she was making underneath.

Bella gulped a desperate breath. The warm air of the costume flowed into her mouth through the fleshy gag, and also through the twin tubes that were running up her nostrils. Bella blinked, and the contacts in her eyes responded, signaling to the false face plastered over her own to blink as well. One of her hands flew down to her rear, where the tube that went up her anus was writhing slightly, and then around and up to her breasts- rubbing them, caressing them, letting even the lightest touch transmit itself through the layer of costume and to the hyper-sensitive human female underneath.

The duality of Bella’s masturbation was far from lost on her- the insert plugged deeply into her vagina twitched and massaged her inside, while the costume’s own vagina transmitted the intense manipulations of her hand as if the white slit was her own. Bella rocked in pleasure, breath shortening, and felt the blood rush to her head as she neared-

Footsteps. Jarringly unsentimental and unwelcome. Bella immediately stopped, guiltily aware that she was not only masturbating in clear view for anybody else to see, but that she was a spy behind enemy lines, wearing a top-priority government asset and… working herself in it. Bella frantically looked around, the haze of pleasure vanishing along with her confidence- an onset of panic was coming down upon her mind, what was she doing, was she crazy-

Bella scrambled to close the container, hastily throwing the empty contacts carton inside. The earplugs she was wearing buzzed faintly with static, before alerting her again to the approaching footsteps. Bella reached for the black lump that was her stealth bodysuit, hoping beyond all hopes that she would be able to make it in time…

“Bar’ath… Pathnae Mophkud’o?”

A snap-hiss. Bella felt every single muscle in her body tense up and freeze. The footsteps had stopped, and she could hear the slow, labored sound of an alien breathing through a faceplated helmet. Bella fleetingly wondered what it looked like- a naked Seraph, awkwardly posed as it reached for a suspicious piece of human technology, with juices running down its thigh-

Then a small pop, a release of pressurized air. Bella only had time to gulp and latch onto the thought that she would have to run for her life, when she heard something almost… impossible. Unbelievable.

“Sister?”

Bella stiffly turned around. The hulking Seraph that had been guarding the storage level had taken off her helmet, and the head that looked obscenely tiny in comparison to the accompanying shoulder-plates was regarding her with a face nearly identical to the one tight upon Bella’s head.

“Wh- yes,” Bella said, flustered.

The Seraph took slow, lumbering steps, then slowly came to a halt in front of Bella. The armor clicked and clanked, and the chestplate seemed to fold back upon itself to reveal a naked deathly-white body. The Seraph leapt lightly, and landed in front of Bella. They were the same height.

“What are you doing without your armor?” the Seraph asked quizzically. “You’re naked.”

“I…” Bella, reeling off balance from the fact that the Seraph was currently speaking to her in actual English- English that she could understand- stuttered. “I… was just…”

The Seraph looked down at Bella’s shining crotch, the surprisingly, chuckled.

“New to the job?” she laughed- it had to be a she, what else- “They always end up doing that in the corner somewhere. I remember doing it myself- mind you, even the veterans can’t resist. It’s pretty sexy.” “Pretty… sexy?” Bella stammered.

“Yeah.” The Seraph looked at her and blinked, maw twitching up into a vague representation of a human smile. “The suit and all, you know, its special features?” There was a note of amusement in her voice. Then she reached down and stroked Bella’s slit.

Bella almost reeled back in shock- not only from the forwardness with which the alien had just touched her, but the fact that maybe this alien wasn’t an alien at all. The suit, she had said- the suit, and its special features- how? How was this possible? Was she another agent?

No. Bella immediately knew, deep down, that it wasn’t true. She wasn’t another agent. No. She was a Seraph, pure and simple. A true Seraph.

But if that were the case…

“So you’re the newbie Nina told me about… Well I’m Sara, your new commander.” Silvery eyes twinkled. “Want to have some fun, girl?”

She flicked a single finger inside of Bella, but it was the realization that made her black out.

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When she came to, the Seraph was looking down at her with a concerned expression.

“You okay, newbie?”

“I…” Bella murmured. There was a faint ringing in her ears. Why did the Seraph speak English? Why could she, in the first place… how? And had this… alien creature just introduced herself as Sara?

There was no other explanation. The Seraph were all…

Just suits.

Bella groggily stirred on the metal floor. “I… sorry-” she said, not really sure what to say, still stunned by the realization. By her discovery. “I just needed-”

“Shh.” The Seraph- Sara was her name, wasn’t it?- knelt down at her side and laid a cool finger over Bella’s costumed maw, quieting her. “I’ve seen it before. Sometimes the suits can be a little… well. I’m not sure how to put it. But you’re not the first, don’t worry.

“Now, I interrupted you in the middle of something, didn’t I?” The Seraph continued. Bella looked up into the creature’s face. There seemed to almost be a touch of… guilt? “I’m sorry for barging in… and I hope you don’t mind if I apologize in my own little way.” Bella didn’t even have time to ask, before Sara was down on her- though in the opposite way that she had been facing previously. Curvaceous hips and a familiar folded slit, exactly like the fake one inserted into Bella at the moment, were the last thing she saw before the weight of a crotch was upon her face. Bella’s first, and more rational thought was run! But the second thought was more along the lines of, let’s just enjoy this one, just once…

Bella started to lick at the slit eagerly, and found that despite the pressure of white skin and flesh upon her face she could still breathe just fine. Just as well- she needed all the breath she could get. Soon the light pressures of a tongue toying with her private parts started to whisper into Bella’s mind, causing her to emit muffled moans from underneath the Seraph… from under Sara. Her hips rocked, and Bella lapped, her unusually long tongue agile in the wet alien pussy. The bliss was back, and in greater ferocity than ever- Bella fought the sensation back, but Sara had gotten too much of a head start on her.

“Mmmmm! Erghh!”

The sensations in Bella’s clitoris exploded, a dazzling feeling of tactile colors that ran up and down her shuddering body. Bella struggled for air and let out a moan, trying her best to reach up and finger the snatch she was licking, one that was in all probability connected to an equally horny woman underneath…

Bella bucked, riding the waves of her orgasm. As the last feelings ran through her body, a through ran into Bella’s head and with some determination she managed to push Sara off of her.

“Wha-?”

The sight of the Seraph that had driven her to orgasm was enough to fuel Bella. She dove upon the woman, reaching down to start massaging Sara furiously. The woman, wearing the skin of a hideous alien just like Bella, started to moan again- this time loudly. Bella increased the intensity of her caresses, and soon Sara was shaking.

“Ugh- god please…”

“C’mon Sara,” Bella found herself purring, with a pleasant shock, “You depraved slut… You like wearing the skin of an alien and fucking like that, don’t you? The feeling of those inserts wriggling in you, the plugs in your ass… that’s not your voice, is it, that’s not your mouth, not your lips? You’re borrowing a face, Sara…”

“Mmmm… That’s right, I’m…”

Suddenly Bella felt the pressure in her crotch build up again- confused, she continued her ministrations while looking down at her vagina, and fet her heart leap up in surprise. Something was enfolding out of the insert snugly fitted into her crotch- something distinctly phallic- Bella immediately took advantage of the shaft suddenly offered by her costume, and took it in her hand to shove in inside of Sara. The alien she was now directly fucking widened her eyes, silvery moons in her face, and Bella knew the woman underneath had a very shocked expression in her face. That thought was enough to bring a grin to her own, one that her mask willingly copied.

“F...fuck…”

Bella rammed it in hard, again and again. She had never used a strapon, and definitely not one of those double-ended ones- but this is what she imagined it would have felt like. The inserts deeply inside her were torquing, bringing the heat back into Bella’s cheeks, and she knew that if the costume of the Seraph had come with blood vessels she would be flushed in the face. It felt so…

“God!” Sara screamed from underneath her.

They both orgasmed at the same time- Bella, for the second time in a matter of a few minutes. When the roar of making love subsided to a quiet breeze, the only sounds left were Bella and this girl, Sara, breathing heavily through their tight fleshy masks.

“Fuck, that was good,” Bella found herself whispering in the afterglow. She hugged the Seraph tightly, fake cock buried in the other girl’s crotch, and simply enjoyed the next few breaths.