MarieXMale MC Astral Chain fic

Just another morning of protecting and serving at Neuron HQ. But you can't protect and serve on an empty stomach, right? So you swing by the recreational area for a snack. You'd barely finished putting your money in the machine before you feel a presence staring at you from somewhere. You look behind you to find nothing. When you face forward again, Lappy's standing in front of you with his staple open mouth grin
Akira: H-Hey Lappy. What's going on?
The vending machine finally spits out your sandwich and you eat it while making small talk with the mascot.
Lappy: Oh, you know me! Just giving the ol' HQ a patrol, make sure people aren't makin' a mess of the recreational area. A clean headquarters is the secret to being a successful police officer, ya know! One of Lappy's tricks of the trade.
Akira: Oh, that's cool.
Lappy stares intently at the sandwich wrapper you're holding
You pause for a moment before casually tossing it in the trash under the watchful yet unmoving eyes of the mascot canine
Lappy: Hah! Alright! If we all do our part, the place practically cleans itself!
Akira: Very true. But if I had to make special mention of someone, in particular, it'd have to be Marie.
Lappy: Oh ho? And why's that?
Akira: She probably works the hardest out of all of us to keep the whole headquarters spotless. It's inspiring
Lappy: Aw shucks! You're flattering- her! Yeah, seriously. If she were here right now, she'd be blushing, no doubt!
Akira: Hmm. And as an added bonus, when she's bent over mopping, I get to see those big tits of hers wrapped up tight in her blouse and holster bouncing around
Lappy chuckles for a moment before realizing what you'd just said
Lappy: Wai- huh?
Akira: Oh yeah. They're massive. I can only imagine how soft they feel. She seems like her body's got that thing going for it where it looks soft and doughy, but when you feel her up just right, you can feel the tense muscle she's built up from her police work underneath. Real peak female performance.
Lappy: O-oh. I- uh...um.
You can see Lappy shifting around uncomfortably
Akira: What's the matter, man. Are you okay?
Lappy: Y-yeah! I'm fine. It's just us guys here, r-right? I uh...I think more of Marie's charm lies in her hardworking attitude and cute, unassuming face.
Akira: Hah, I feel ya. And just look at those tender, pillowy lips. Whenever I'm buried in paperwork, I find myself daydreaming about having them wrapped around my dick while she looks up at me with those big green eyes and messy hair. Makes me rock solid.
You're not certain, but it sounds like Lappy lets out a gasp of mild shock, his paws covering his mouth
Lappy: J-Jeez! Really, partner? You're that keen on her?
You move in closer, wrapping your arm around Lappy
Akira: Let me tell you, brother. If I got the chance. I don't know how or when. Maybe in the locker room, once the morning shift wrapped up, and the place was really quiet. I saw her wearing nothin' but her sweaty sports bra and her booty shorts. I'd fuck the shit out of her
You can hear Lappy's breathing intensify, but they're listening intently
Akira: I'd maul her tits, pinching her nipples until she couldn't take anymore. She looks super cute when she's nervous. I'd lean in and steal as many kisses as I wanted from those soft lips. Then I'd bend her over the changing bench, wrenching the shorts down those thick creamy thighs of hers I see her flaunting around the office, tracing my hands up and down 'em. I'd squeeze that fat ass of hers, pulling the cheeks apart so I could get a good whiff of her pussy, you know, see if she's ready. Probably wouldn't even have the control to take her panties off so their either getting pushed to the side, or torn. Hope she wasn't too fond of that pair. Then I'd tease her. Take my dick out and sandwich it between her meaty thighs and hot pussy she's got baking between her legs. Then after all that, I'd fuck her. I can just imagine her tight, warm insides wrapping around me as the sticky sound of me pounding away at her plump ass echoes in the changing room. I wouldn't be able to stop myself until I'd carved the shape of my dick into her pussy.
As you were having fun spinning your little erotic fanfiction, you can't help but notice now that Lappy's gone completely silent. They're almost trembling in your grasp, and the distinct sweet, sweaty smell of a woman wafts up to your nose from in between the break of the head and neck of the Lappy costume.
Lappy: A-and then? What next?
You chuckle casually
Akira: What else? I'd nut inside her. Deep inside her. It's not like I bring condoms to work, you know. Yeah, I know I shouldn't. Getting a co-worker pregnant would be a problem for tons of people, no doubt. But frankly
You pause a moment before leaning in close and whispering in Lappy's ear
Akira: I just want to breed Marie like the bitch I know she is, deep down inside.
Lappy's legs buckle at the receipt of your last statement, now finding themselves pressed against the wall breathing hard.
Akira: Whoa. You sure you're alright, man?
Lappy: U-uh... Uh-huh. I-I'm shipshape, brother.
Akira: But, hey, I'm no animal. I'd take responsibility if she did get knocked up. She's a real cutie, and would make for a perfect wife. Anyway, my break's just about over now, gotta go back on patrol. Thanks for keeping the place so clean, man. You're the real hero of the department. And we'll keep our little guy talk between the two of us, right? Catch you later.
You take off, leaving Lappy slumped against the wall of the break room.
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LATER
Akira: Oh hey, Marie.
Marie notices you coming into the changing room, and for a brief moment, she freezes up. Yet without missing a beat, relaxes
Marie: Oh hey Akira! How was the patrol?
Akira: Kinda boring, honestly. Corruption levels throughout the Ark are so low now. Just a lot of clean up and some blueshifting here and there. But it's nice to take things slowly once in a while.
Marie: Good to hear!
Marie casually unbuttons her blouse, revealing her large milky breasts, bound tight with her sports bra and glistening with droplets of sweat
Akira: Oh, sorry! Do you need me to step out so you can change?
Marie hesitates for a moment as if she's debating something with herself before replying
Marie: N-Nah. It's fine. It's just us two in here right now anyway. The night shift has already changed and armed out.
Akira: Ah, alright.
You find yourself packing up for the night in silence while Marie nervously shuffles things in her locker, wearing nothing but her bra and...her booty shorts.
Akira: So, what do they have you doing all day that's got you so sweaty by the end of your shift?
Marie: Actually...I took over tours for HQ today...
You continue packing before the realization hits. You slowly turn to look at Marie, who's staring you down with heavy bedroom eyes.
You think back to the conversation you had earlier with Lappy, swallow nervously, and grab you things before heading to the door. It was just a goof, but this is reality. You'd be lucky if she just blackmailed the hell out of you for the rest of your career instead of terminating it outright.
Marie: O-Oh, you're...leaving?
Akira: Y-Yeah, I'm gonna head home and crash. Sis is probably waiting for me back home. I'll see you Monday, 'kay? Enjoy your weekend.
As you move towards the door again you hear Marie call out one more time
Marie: Ah! W-Wait!
You turn back around to see Marie straddling the changing bench, her legs spread open with the zipper to her shorts halfway down. She takes one hand and pulls down her bra, letting a soft, sweaty breast bounce free. The cool air of the changing room makes her large nipple begin to harden and as you're captivated by this brazen display, she speaks
Marie: I-I...er. D-Do you think you could help me...with my shorts? I uhm...g-guess the zipper's kinda stuck.
Your eyes widen at the proposition, and as you drop your things on the ground, you gesture for her to wait for a moment while you call your sister and tell her you've got some extra paperwork to finish, and not to wait up. Then moving in close to Marie, you slide your hands in her shorts, clasping a cheek in each palm and she lets out a nervous yipe
Akira: ...you know, I meant every word I said. I won't hold back, so don't blame me for what happens, okay?
Marie: W-Well, today is a safe day, so we shouldn't have to worry about me getting p-pregnant. But still...I-I'd like to see you try.