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pointyspacepirate"I won't let her do this!"
Lzzkren was storming through the halls of the Silk like a man on a mission. Othelo and Jessie hot on his heels.
"Captains orders. Besides you know how Puck is." Othelo pointed out casually keeping pace with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his flight jacket.
Jessie was decidedly more concerned. "You can't interrupt them. It's a sacred right of passage!"
"My perfectly sculpted ass it is." Lzzkren spat stopping at the munitions storage and punching in his personal pass code. The door opened and he darted inside only to return with a canon hefted onto his shoulder. The other two boys boggled in shock. Then Othelo burst out laughing while Jessie lunged to grab it from him.
"Are you out of your mind!?" Jessie roared as his massive bulk tried to consume as much space as it could so Lzzkren couldn't dodge away. The Dark Elf however had no trouble side stepping the muscular brute so he fell to the floor with a crash that vibrated down the halls.
"She'll kill you if you do what I think you're about to do." Othelo sighed wiping away a tear of mirth.
"I'd like to see her try! I'm driven by loves true power. The need to protect my mate." Lzzkren took off down the hall at a sprint now. "I won't let that...that DEVIANT sully my Pam."
That earned another bark of laughter from Othelo who was jogging at his side while Jessie clambered to his feet and scrambled to catch up. "Your Pamela?" Does she know that you've claimed her?" The pointy haired pilot teased as they rounded the corner leading to the front of the ship.
"O-of course she does!" Lzzkren faltered with a stammer but continued to charge forward.
"And dude, it's not like she's some pure angel. She's all over your junk like a pole dancer in a firehouse." Jessie pointed out.
That sentence alone was enough to skid the entire chase to a stop. Othelo had a look of puzzlement as he tried to work out the logistics of Jessie's strained analogy. Lzzkren however lost all sense of composure and threw the rocket launcher to the floor before lunging at Jessie.
"TAKE THAT BACK MEATHEAD!" He roared eyes blazing with fury as he threw a flurry of fast sharp punches at Jessie's dumbfounded face. Each punch snapped the blond thugs head in a different direction, even knocking off his sunglasses which caused him to flail about blindly, almost swinging his sizable fists into Lzzkren in the process.
"Not cool man!" Jessie shouted finally wrapping his arms around Lzzkren locking him in a crushing hug against his muscle shirt. The stench of Jessie's body was almost incapacitating for Lzzkren who opened wide and sank his teeth into the exposed bicep. Jessie howled more with shock and confusion then pain and hurled Lzzkren back down the hall where he landed on his feet and took a moment to straighten his suit collar.
"I won't let ANYONE sully the name of my Pamela. Especially not some barely literate dumb muscle!" He snarled with a feral barring of his sharp teeth. Jessie was busy rubbing the dark bruise on his arm and looking a little wounded by the cruel words. Othelo was still smirking and gave him a pat on the shoulder.
"There there big guy. He's just acting crazy because he's in Looooooove~"
That was it. That taunting was enough to push the normally calm and composed Lzzkren right over the edge. He fell to a knee and swept up the Rocket Launcher aiming it at his fellow pirates while seeing nothing but red.
"You will NOT mock my feelings for her! She is perfection!" he roared and pulled the trigger sending a blazing ball of light from the barrel and down the hall after Othelo and Jessie's hastily retreating forms. The explosion caught Jessie in the back and sent him crashing into Othelo flattening the smaller skinnier pilot. Smoke filled the hall and they were both lost from sight.
Satisfied with defending the honor of his mate Lzzkren turned heel and completed the short journey to Puck's room where he kicked the door for attention. When the intercom crackled to life Puck's voice sounded annoyed.
"Is the ship on fire? Because I believe I was clear when I said to not bother me!"
"Release Pam to me this instant you deviant or I will blow your door to shreds."
"Lzzkren?" Pamela's voice squeaked out sounding confused. "G-go away!" She demanded a moment later.
"I've come to rescue you from her perverse desires!" Lzzkren barked back and aimed the canon at the door. But this time nothing happened when he tugged on the trigger. All too late he realized in his haste he had only brought one charge rocket.
Not to be deterred he began hammering on the door with the launcher itself denting it while Puck shouted at him through the intercom.
"I'm taking that out of your paycheck you over possessive pointy eared-"
"G-go away Lzzkren! I don't want you here!"
"Don't let her intimidate you! You don't have to do this!"
When the door finally fell open the scene was revealed. A furious purple haired captain blazing with demonic power and fury. The very furniture in the room was rattling with her anger.
But Lzzkren stood dumbfounded as his world became consumed by the vision of beauty he knew as Pam.
She was in shiny red latex. A more modern spacestyle suit that she only had zipped up to just below her breasts which were already swelling with pregnancy. Thick matching boots put Pam an extra inch above her usual height, and her hair had been pulled back into a curled pony tail in some kind of stylized battle look.
Her face was redder then the clingy bodysuit that left so little to the imagination. Scattered around the room were other outfits Puck had been planning to dress Pam in. But they would have to wait it seemed as Lzzkren seemed lost in Pam's eyes.
The business woman turned fetish model carefully trotted over to him to embrace him and brush her lips along his ear. "You were worried about me." She mumbled sounding surprised.
"You should be the one worried about him." Puck growled ominously.
"O-of course I did." Lzzkren stammered feeling a shiver race through him and a significant hardness making his custom tailored pants no longer as comfortable as they had been. "I love you."
He had never said the words in front of anyone else before. And it felt even more powerful knowing that Puck, and now Othelo and Jessie who were lingering in the doorway still smoking from the rocket blast had heard it. He had completely lost all sense of composure and manners because he had become worried...or was it jealous?
Either way Pam could feel a heat building in her that she was sure had nothing to do with the outfit Puck had forced her into.
Lzzkren was storming through the halls of the Silk like a man on a mission. Othelo and Jessie hot on his heels.
"Captains orders. Besides you know how Puck is." Othelo pointed out casually keeping pace with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his flight jacket.
Jessie was decidedly more concerned. "You can't interrupt them. It's a sacred right of passage!"
"My perfectly sculpted ass it is." Lzzkren spat stopping at the munitions storage and punching in his personal pass code. The door opened and he darted inside only to return with a canon hefted onto his shoulder. The other two boys boggled in shock. Then Othelo burst out laughing while Jessie lunged to grab it from him.
"Are you out of your mind!?" Jessie roared as his massive bulk tried to consume as much space as it could so Lzzkren couldn't dodge away. The Dark Elf however had no trouble side stepping the muscular brute so he fell to the floor with a crash that vibrated down the halls.
"She'll kill you if you do what I think you're about to do." Othelo sighed wiping away a tear of mirth.
"I'd like to see her try! I'm driven by loves true power. The need to protect my mate." Lzzkren took off down the hall at a sprint now. "I won't let that...that DEVIANT sully my Pam."
That earned another bark of laughter from Othelo who was jogging at his side while Jessie clambered to his feet and scrambled to catch up. "Your Pamela?" Does she know that you've claimed her?" The pointy haired pilot teased as they rounded the corner leading to the front of the ship.
"O-of course she does!" Lzzkren faltered with a stammer but continued to charge forward.
"And dude, it's not like she's some pure angel. She's all over your junk like a pole dancer in a firehouse." Jessie pointed out.
That sentence alone was enough to skid the entire chase to a stop. Othelo had a look of puzzlement as he tried to work out the logistics of Jessie's strained analogy. Lzzkren however lost all sense of composure and threw the rocket launcher to the floor before lunging at Jessie.
"TAKE THAT BACK MEATHEAD!" He roared eyes blazing with fury as he threw a flurry of fast sharp punches at Jessie's dumbfounded face. Each punch snapped the blond thugs head in a different direction, even knocking off his sunglasses which caused him to flail about blindly, almost swinging his sizable fists into Lzzkren in the process.
"Not cool man!" Jessie shouted finally wrapping his arms around Lzzkren locking him in a crushing hug against his muscle shirt. The stench of Jessie's body was almost incapacitating for Lzzkren who opened wide and sank his teeth into the exposed bicep. Jessie howled more with shock and confusion then pain and hurled Lzzkren back down the hall where he landed on his feet and took a moment to straighten his suit collar.
"I won't let ANYONE sully the name of my Pamela. Especially not some barely literate dumb muscle!" He snarled with a feral barring of his sharp teeth. Jessie was busy rubbing the dark bruise on his arm and looking a little wounded by the cruel words. Othelo was still smirking and gave him a pat on the shoulder.
"There there big guy. He's just acting crazy because he's in Looooooove~"
That was it. That taunting was enough to push the normally calm and composed Lzzkren right over the edge. He fell to a knee and swept up the Rocket Launcher aiming it at his fellow pirates while seeing nothing but red.
"You will NOT mock my feelings for her! She is perfection!" he roared and pulled the trigger sending a blazing ball of light from the barrel and down the hall after Othelo and Jessie's hastily retreating forms. The explosion caught Jessie in the back and sent him crashing into Othelo flattening the smaller skinnier pilot. Smoke filled the hall and they were both lost from sight.
Satisfied with defending the honor of his mate Lzzkren turned heel and completed the short journey to Puck's room where he kicked the door for attention. When the intercom crackled to life Puck's voice sounded annoyed.
"Is the ship on fire? Because I believe I was clear when I said to not bother me!"
"Release Pam to me this instant you deviant or I will blow your door to shreds."
"Lzzkren?" Pamela's voice squeaked out sounding confused. "G-go away!" She demanded a moment later.
"I've come to rescue you from her perverse desires!" Lzzkren barked back and aimed the canon at the door. But this time nothing happened when he tugged on the trigger. All too late he realized in his haste he had only brought one charge rocket.
Not to be deterred he began hammering on the door with the launcher itself denting it while Puck shouted at him through the intercom.
"I'm taking that out of your paycheck you over possessive pointy eared-"
"G-go away Lzzkren! I don't want you here!"
"Don't let her intimidate you! You don't have to do this!"
When the door finally fell open the scene was revealed. A furious purple haired captain blazing with demonic power and fury. The very furniture in the room was rattling with her anger.
But Lzzkren stood dumbfounded as his world became consumed by the vision of beauty he knew as Pam.
She was in shiny red latex. A more modern spacestyle suit that she only had zipped up to just below her breasts which were already swelling with pregnancy. Thick matching boots put Pam an extra inch above her usual height, and her hair had been pulled back into a curled pony tail in some kind of stylized battle look.
Her face was redder then the clingy bodysuit that left so little to the imagination. Scattered around the room were other outfits Puck had been planning to dress Pam in. But they would have to wait it seemed as Lzzkren seemed lost in Pam's eyes.
The business woman turned fetish model carefully trotted over to him to embrace him and brush her lips along his ear. "You were worried about me." She mumbled sounding surprised.
"You should be the one worried about him." Puck growled ominously.
"O-of course I did." Lzzkren stammered feeling a shiver race through him and a significant hardness making his custom tailored pants no longer as comfortable as they had been. "I love you."
He had never said the words in front of anyone else before. And it felt even more powerful knowing that Puck, and now Othelo and Jessie who were lingering in the doorway still smoking from the rocket blast had heard it. He had completely lost all sense of composure and manners because he had become worried...or was it jealous?
Either way Pam could feel a heat building in her that she was sure had nothing to do with the outfit Puck had forced her into.
