Finally. Finally, finally, FINALLY. Beatrice Ellen Trieste, better known by her Netrunner Handle '8ug8ear', is downright vibrating with excitement as she makes her way down the hall to her ultimate destination.
She's been anticipating this moment for weeks now, working hard to prove herself worthy in every possible way. Alt hasn't been gentle about it either. She's really put Beatrice through her paces, forcing the Netrunner to her limits and then past them again and again.
All for this. All for right now. So that Beatrice could finally prove her value, once and for all.
Arriving at the door, she sends a ping through the network rather than knocking. She gets an answering ping back a moment later, and then the door opens of its own accord, allowing her to hesitantly step forward. Biting her lower lip, Beatrice moves into the room, only for her breath to hitch when she sees HIM sitting on a couch watching her.
V… the object of her fantasies and desires all this time. He was the man who had saved her life back when she'd gotten so in over her head. He'd made it look easy too… effortless, even. But then, after the fact, Beatrice had found out that he somehow had THE Altiera Cunningham, a woman who should be long dead, working with him. Not just with him, Beatrice got the impression that Alt was working under him…
Which was super fucking hot, truth be told. A powerful Netrunner like Alt Cunningham, playing second fiddle to a man as competent, capable, and strong as V. It was like something right out of Beatrice's fantasies.
"Do you have it?"
Blinking, Beatrice turns away from V and her eyes widen as she lays eyes on Alt in the flesh for the first time. Or rather, not quite the flesh… even though it's an incredible bit of work, she can see the minor details that make it obvious Alt is currently rocking a Gemini. A Full Body Conversion WOULD explain how the legendary Netrunner had survived all this time.
Swallowing thickly, Beatrice nods nonetheless and pulls the data shard out of her port.
"Y-Yes. It's all here."
Alt steps forward and takes the data shard from her fingers, smiling mirthlessly as she plugs it in and hums for the briefest of moments.
"Good girl."
Beatrice blushes, her legs going a little weak at the praise. She just barely manages to keep her knees from knocking together in fact, even as she gets a little wet. Alt hadn't just been training her to be a better Netrunner, after all. She'd also trained her to be the perfect little submissive fuck toy for V. But in doing so, she'd established the pecking order quite clearly between the three of them. It went V, followed by Alt, with Beatrice at the bottom.
"T-Thank you… ma'am."
Alt smirks, before looking over at V.
"I think she's earned a reward, V."
V just grunts, staring at Beatrice in a way that makes her uncertain what's going through his mind. She squirms under his gaze for a moment before finally, he leans forward and laces his fingers in front of him.
"I'm prepared to offer you a place on my crew. That said, you should know that you would be our fourth Netrunner. What this means is that any jobs we took would almost certainly be Net-Heavy to make use of our resources properly, and you would be expected to work and cooperate with the others."
A crew mostly of Netrunners? Led by a mercenary as competent and capable as V was? Beatrice licks her lips, trying not to vibrate with excitement too much. She thinks she fails though, because she catches the knowing smirk on Alt's face out of the corner of her eye. Still, trying her best not to appear too… desperate, Beatrice slowly nods.
"That… sounds doable to me. I can be a team player."
V raises an eyebrow and tilts his head to the side at that.
"Can you? I'm reminded of how we first met, Bugbear."
Beatrice flushes at that. Yeah, that wasn't her finest moment. Working with the Tyger Claws at all was probably her first mistake, but the far bigger mistake had been trying to double cross them. She'd seen an opportunity for a big score and gone for it and it had nearly cost her everything.
She's matured a lot since then though. But how to show V that she was different now? In the end… Beatrice can only think of one real way. She reaches up and takes hold of the zipper on her skintight suit and slowly begins to pull it down.
"I was a stupid little bitch back then, sir."
Sauntering forward, she pulls the zipper all the way to her crotch.
"I thought I knew what I was doing, but I didn't."
Beatrice drops to her knees between V's legs, waiting for him to stop her or tell her off. When he doesn't, she figures she's on the right track and quickly pulls her suit open, letting her breasts pop out and bounce free. As they're jiggling all over the place, Beatrice reaches out and pulls open V's pants, fishing out his cock.
Huh, no Mr. Studd. He's all natural… and yet, all the more impressive for it. Beatrice blushes, reminded of the dildo that Alt had given her. She'd used it every day but as she strokes V to fully erect and finally gets to touch and feel the real thing… she knows she can never go back to that.
"I've learned my lesson though. More than that, I've learned my place. Alt taught it to me, inch by inch."
Wrapping her tits around his cock, Beatrice begins to slide her breasts up and down his member while blushing up at him.
"She showed me just how far I still have to go… and most of all, she showed me that I can't do it alone."
Letting out a shaky breath, Beatrice smiles up at V hesitantly.
"I want to join your crew and work under you. I want to keep learning from Alt. But most of all… I want to repay you for what you did for me and show you just how grateful I am."
She moans as she glides her chest along his shaft, which by now is rock hard and pulsing.
"You don't have to worry about my loyalty, V. As far as I'm concerned… my life is yours~"
For a long moment, silence reigns. And then V reaches down and grabs hold of her hair. Beatrice gasps in delight and excitement at the forcefulness. She expects him to push her mouth down on his cock and showcase his domination over her by properly face fucking her or something.
Instead, V surprises her by tugging her firmly up from her knees and onto her feet. Beatrice squeaks, even as she finds herself manhandled and dragged into the handsome mercenary's lap. The zipper on her jumpsuit is grabbed from behind by a silent Alt and pulled even further along, until her dripping wet cunt is fully exposed. And V… V guides his cock up inside of her without a single word, impaling her on his shaft right then and there.
Beatrice lets out a wanton moan and a shuddering gasp at the penetration. She'd been expecting to have to work a lot harder to earn his cock inside of her needy pussy.
But instead, she was getting it right here, right now. Not wanting to pass up the opportunity presented to her, the blonde Netrunner immediately starts bouncing up and down on V's cock, riding him like there's no tomorrow. After all, you never knew if there would be, in the end.
For his part, V's hands are all over her body. Moving from her hips to her breasts down to her hips again and then her ass. He seems to settle on her ass after a time, squeezing her cheeks through the thin Netrunner Suit she's wearing. Beatrice squeals in response, enjoying the combined pleasure of his thick fat cock buried in her clenching twat and his fingers digging into her plump buttocks.
It gets even better though when Alt finally gets involved. The legendary Netrunner and Beatrice's idol and role model hugs her from behind while reaching around to play with Beatrice's tits. She rests her chin on Beatrice's shoulder and fondles her breasts to her heart's content, playing with the rock hard nipples most of all.
Not that it isn't anything they've already done before, but that was all in cyberspace. Every single one of their interactions before now had taken place on the Net, and while there was certainly a level of enjoyment that was entirely unique to the digital, there's also a level of enjoyment completely unique to the real world as well.
Netrunners liked to call the real world 'meatspace'… well, Beatrice was certainly getting a whole lot of 'meat' right now~
Moaning up a storm, cumming all over V's cock, her eyes roll up in her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth as they double team her between them. The pleasure is incredible, like everything she'd hoped it would be and nothing she ever could have fully imagined. And they… they aren't letting up. Not even for a second.
Beatrice finds herself completely overwhelmed as the two tag team her for what feels like an eternity and might legitimately be hours. Neither holds anything back. In turn, she makes sure to show her submission and willingness to serve and work with them in everything she does. She wants this. She NEEDS this.
Finally, after who knows how long, Beatrice finds herself on her knees again, head tilted back and tongue lolled out in anticipation. V proceeds to finish off all over her face and tits, drenching her with his cum. And Alt… Alt licks it off while kissing her, the two blondes making out in front of V for a while before Beatrice can feel herself starting to flag.
She can't pass out here though. She can't give up now. She… she…
"It's alright, Beatrice. You're in."
Blinking drowsily, she looks up to see V smiling down at her… actually smiling. He chuckles and runs a hand through her hair, his fingers grazing across her scalp in a way that has her whimpering with delight.
"Welcome aboard. Rest now, we'll introduce you to the others soon enough."
She'd done it. She'd proven herself. She- oh wow, she's more tired than she thought. But even as everything goes dark, Beatrice isn't worried. She feels perfectly at home and totally safe in Alt and V's clutches…
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Setting 8ug8ear down on the couch beside him so she can rest, V grunts when Alt unceremoniously takes her place, climbing onto his lap and impaling herself on his cock next. He chuckles, his hands going to her hips and squeezing down even as she gyrates herself upon his dick.
"You did good with her."
Alt smirks in response, even as her insides rhythmically grope and squeeze his cock like nothing else, revealing the true nature of her Gemini Frame. It's definitely not the natural feel of a pussy currently wrapped around his dick, but that doesn't mean its unpleasant. In fact, it feels quite good.
"I'm glad you're happy with her. Truth be told, I would have kicked her to the curb immediately if she failed to live up to expectations at any point. But… she did everything I asked for her. Even when I put her through hell, she kept coming back for more."
V nods, before reaching up and placing a hand on the back of Alt's neck. She arches her spine for a moment at his touch, only to whimper in disappointment when he pulls his hand away a moment later with the data shard from Beatrice in his grasp.
Snorting in amusement at Alt's feigned whining, V just rolls his eyes and slots the data shard into his port next. After a moment, he whistles in appreciation.
"Damn… she did good work."
Alt just nods as she continues riding him.
"Mmhmm. I watched over her, of course, but she did pretty much all the legwork. No easy thing, considering she was mapping out Dogtown for us. And yet, she didn't get caught once. Very impressive."
V just grunts, continuing to look over the data. It really was impressive though. Beatrice hadn't been able to get everything of course, with there being some blank spots in the data here and there… but she'd gotten enough to make V quite a bit more comfortable about when they would eventually find themselves in Dogtown in just a few short weeks from now.
Alt hums, clearly reading his thoughts as she leans in and nuzzles his neck.
"So you aren't going to just let that all pass you by, huh? Going to stick your nose into that whole mess with Songbird and President Meyers? It's not like they could help you the first time around… they certainly can't help you with anything now."
V grunts, his hands squeezing down on Alt's hips a bit harder. On the one hand, she was right. On the other hand…
"Yeah, I'm gonna get involved. You can make sure So Mi comes to me like she did the first time, right? Send all the proper signals, make her think that I'm desperate?"
Alt scoffs.
"Of course I can. Who do you think I am? She might be tied into the Blackwall, but I come from beyond the Blackwall. And there's a very good reason that NetWatch has never wanted my kind to get back on this side if they can help it~"
V grins at that, knowing full well what she's talking about. Of course…
"Good. But that's still a ways away, isn't it? We're ahead of schedule at this point."
Smirking, Alt nods.
"Yes. Turns out that when you don't have to deal with Johnny taking over your body and instead get me as your partner in crime, everything becomes so much easier~"
Yeah. V honestly wished the Johnny Silverhand engram from his original timeline the best of luck… but he would be lying if he said he truly missed having him in his head. Still…
"Alright. So next up is Rogue, no matter what."
Alt perks up at that, looking positively ravenous as she grins wide, showing off her teeth.
"I can't wait~"
"… But after dealing with Rogue, do we go straight for finishing off things with Yorinobu, Mikoshi, and Arasaka? Or do we let all of that simmer for a bit longer and take care of them after the whole mess in Dogtown?"
The first time around, V hadn't had much of a choice about… anything. He was just desperately trying to survive, so when So Mi hijacked the relic and offered him a possible way out, he'd gone for it. Of course, that all turned out to be utter bullshit and in the end, after it was all said and done, V had to do things HIS way instead by invading Arasaka Tower, killing Smasher, and destroying Mikoshi all by himself.
This time around, like Alt said, he was ahead of schedule. As such, once he was done bringing Rogue into the fold, the question became… did he finish off his business with Arasaka before or after dealing with So Mi and Kurt Hansen over in Dogtown?
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