One possible ending to MechWarrior 4: Vengeance after the final mission.
 

THE SPOILS OF VICTORY

Duke Ian Dresari, the newly appointed ruler of Kentares IV was tired. It had been an exhausting first day in the capital, with the clearing of the last pockets of Roland's Steiner forces. There was a planet to rebuild, an army to reform, and Ian noted grimly, comrades to bury. But tonight at least he could at least enjoy the fruits of his desparate battles against the Steiner occupation forces. Kentares was free again. And there was a party to attend.

He stopped by the mech hangars before returning to the palace, taking some pleasure from the familiar smells of fuel and heavy machinery and the constant hum of servos. The tech crews were already hard at work repairing and rearming the surviving battlemechs, arc welders sending sprays of glittering sparks everywhere. Many of the techs greeted him by name, and Ian soon found his neck stiff from nodding in reply. He liked being with the troops. Here, one was appreciated for performance and ability, not merely who your father was. Ian took care to commend and reward those who had done well under his command and his engaging, down-to-earth manner made him popular with the troops. He shuddered at being called Duke Dresari, preferring his military rank of Commander which was a title he had earned, not given as a birthright.

He found his battered Nova Cat in one corner of the bustling hanger. The new kills from the last desperate battle inside the palace compound were already painted on the cockpit. Ian squinted as he studied the row of icons, noting that he was just one short of three dozen victories. Sometime during their battles, the loyalist forces had salvaged this unusual Clan chassis from a storage bunker in the desert. With its gaping beam weapon bays, the machine was for pilots who believed in firepower. Ian found that the design philosophy was a perfect match for the way he liked to fight and stuck with it throughout his remaining battles on Kentares. He walked around the massive 70-ton war machine, wincing at the jagged holes in the armor plating. William Dresari, for all his boasts had been a dangerous opponent.

"Don't worry, Commander, they fix her good as new"

Turning around, Ian smiled when he saw Terra leaning against her own battlemech, a Thanatos. Dark-haired, bold, reckless, and drop-dead beautiful Terra Risner. She was a damned good mech driver too and had the kills to prove it. Ian liked her direct, close-in, no-holds-barred fighting style. Combined with the shatterring punch of the LBX/10 and LBX/20 scattershots on her 75-ton Thanatos she was absolutely fearsome in close combat. She didn't take any prisoners, in love or in war. He remembered how Casey Nolan had once tried to hit on her and had to be helped to medbay when she kneed him in the groin.

He counted himself fortunate that she had always had a thing for him. At least that was what Jeniffer "Jen" McQuarrie, the other female mechwarrior in his lance had confided to him. He found that he was attracted to her too but an intimate relationship was just too much weight to carry around during the campaign. He had kept their relationship friendly, but formal. Ian had been all too aware that he may have had to order her to her death in one of the many desperate battles they had fought.

He watched as she approached him in quick strides, wiping her greasy hands on her BDU pants. She was never one to let the techs handle all the dirty work on her battlemech. Once you got past her beautiful face and superbly well-toned body, she was definitely "one of the guys". Terra could swear and debate the merits of filthy jokes with the best of them. There were several rumours circulating the crews that she was lesbian but Ian put it down to ego-repair after their pickup attempts were shot down in flames. Jen, her best friend, had reassured him that Terra had a healthy female appreciation for men, especially for her lance commander, but not before swearing him to secrecy on pain of death. Ian noted that the sweat-stained grey undershirt she wore did not quite hide the enticing swell of her firm breasts. He struggled to keep his eyes on her face.

"I see your mech has quite a few dents in the fender too," he said.

"You should see the other guy," She laughed.

"You really should get cleaned up for the big celebration tonight"

"Formal parties bore me to death, Sir," Terra wrinkled her nose in mock disgust.

"Everybody will be there. Plus you'll get to watch Casey squirm as I pin that gold gong on him," Ian mentioned.

"He's earned it. It took big ones to stand there in the courtyard entrance holding off three heavies single handed. Even if his pickup lines suck."

Ian chuckled as she moved closer, her eyes never leaving his face.

"So... do I get dibs on the first dance with the handsome young Duke Ian Dresari?" she asked.

Ian grimaced at the mention of his formal title.

"Ugh! I'll never get used to people calling me Duke."

"You should get used to it. As the handsome Duke-saviour of Kentares IV, you have lots of neat privileges... like being able to pick from the hordes of young, willing virgins all eager and willing to repay you for their freedom from tyranny..."

"Terra, I wish your jokes were as good as your combat skills," Ian said, his face screwing up in disgust.

"Not joking Commander. At least not about the handsome part, Sir," she countered, a wicked grin on her face.

"Kissing up to a superior officer is not really a commendable trait in this army, Sergeant.'

Terra laughed, walking away to work on her mech again. His eyes followed her, noting the easy, balanced grace in which she moved. A pity those baggy BDU pants hid her legs so completely. He had seen them often enough (although he took great care not to stare) when she showered with the rest of the mechwarriors. Often Ian fantasized about those long, sleek, limbs wrapped around his waist... grinding her hips onto his... her long, dark hair cascading down her shoulders as she moaned in pleasure...

Ian quickly found himself hardening at the carnal thoughts. Startled, he shook himself out of his daydreaming to wave at Terra and the tech crew before departing to finalize the remaining preparations for the night. As he left the hanger he knew she was watching his departing figure. The thought left a smile on his face as he made his way to the main palace building.

***

THE PARTY

The party celebrations were in full swing as Ian made his rounds, greeting his troops, friends, and the dozens of military and civilian leaders. In the ballroom, the dance floor was a hive of activity as the various couples paired off. Ian chuckled at the sight of Karl with his arm around the delectable waist of Major Elise Rathbone. Looks like the old grease monkey could still pull the women, he thought.

Looking around, he saw Jen, all made up and looking absolutely beautiful and Casey, with a huge grin on his boyish features and his left arm in a sling. The two were fairly groping each other, even with Casey's dislocated shoulder. Their friendship had become close over the course of the campaign, and Ian was in no doubt what they were going to do after the party. Why not, Ian thought, they both earned it.

He stopped looking around when the slender figure of Terra Risner caught hold of his arm, spinning him around. Her unruly dark hair was neatly tucked into a rather severe bun, and she looked gorgeous, even in a dress uniform. She smelt good too. Terra scowled when she noticed him sniffing pointedly.

"With all due respect Commander, tell anybody that I have perfume on and I will kill you, Sir" she whispered.

"Nothing in the regs against that, Sergeant," he grinned.

Ian allowed her to drag him to the center of the room, a sly smile on her deep burgundy-painted lips. Typical of the direct manner in which she approached everything, Terra quickly made her presence felt. Ian could feel himself get aroused as they danced, her breath warm on his cheek. She was not making it any easier for him by rubbing her svelte body against him every chance she got. He could feel her firm breasts press against his chest, her hips grinding into his. Terra kept her eyes locked on his, her unspoken words leaving no doubt what she wanted with him tonight.

Just when Ian thought he would shoot off inside his pants, he breathed in relief as Jen cut in on their embrace. She was a fine pilot and it turned out, a great dancer. As he twirled the blonde mechwarrior around, Ian whispered into her ear.

"Take real good care of our hero Casey, Jen."

"After tonight, he's gonna get his other arm in a sling too," she grinned.

"Ask Eldrin to show you the guest quarters. Best room in the house. Compliments from the Duke for a job well done."

Jen blushed knowingly as she gave him a little squeeze. Ian turned his head to wink at Casey, who was busy enjoying the proximity of one of the several attractive women he would dance with that night. They all wanted to get to know the decorated hero of Kentares.

***

After several rounds and dancing partners, Ian heard the announcement that the fireworks display were about to begin. Even above the noisy chatter of the crowd, could be heard the first of the fireworks prepared for the night. As part of the crowd left the ballroom, Ian looked around for Terra. He searched for her for some time until frustrated, he left for the balconies upstairs to view the fireworks display. A small crowd was millig around the main upper balcony, chatting animatedly as the massive bursts of light and sound spiralled into the night sky.

As Ian made his way back to the guests, he caught sight of the slim figure of Terra waving to him across the room. She smiled knowingly, wetting her lips with her tongue. Before Ian could call to her, she turned abruptly, heading out of the building. Hurriedly, he followed her. Not slowing, she walked quickly away from the main palace. In the distance, Ian could make out the darkened shape of the mech hangers. She appeared to be heading straight for it. He was some 50 meters behind her when she reached the squat building. Ian heard hydraulics hiss as Terra unlocked the massive armoured doors to the mech hangar before disappearing inside. Reaching the doorway, Ian peered inside the cavernous gloom, dimly lit by small lights, meant to preserve the night vision of the pilots.

"Why dont you come on in, Commander?" Terra said from somewhere, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Ian played with the controls, closing the massive doors and shutting out the chill of the night air. Moving around the scattered equipment, he looked around for the dark haired mechwarrior.

"I'm a bit overaged to be playing hide and seek, Sergeant Risner"

"Up here, Sir."

Looking up he spied the slender figure up on the access gantry beside her favourite mech. Ian quickly made his way between the stacks of heavy equipment, joining her on the raised platform, some ten meters from the hangar floor.

"And what is the meaning of this, Sergeant?" he asked in an authoritarian tone as he stepped onto the platform.

She brought herself to attention, eyes locked on his.

"Sir, permission to speak freely," she requested, her voice formal.

"Granted."

"I have a confession to make. I know it is against the regs and all, but I am madly in love with my commanding officer."

"I see," he said, playing along. "The army frowns on intimate relations between officer and subordinate."

"I know, Sir. But when he looks at me I just melt," she said, reaching up, her fingers beginning to undo the topmost button on the jacket of her dress uniform.

"I tried to suppress the feelings, Sir, but it didn't work," she continued, freeing the second button down, then the third.

"I have these... urges... I fantasize about him every night... and sometimes during the day as well..." she said, as she finally freed the jacket of her dress uniform.

She shrugged her shoulders with a sigh, the discarded garment fluttering to the steel grille flooring. Ian watched in fascination as she went to work on the buttons on her blouse, undoing them ever so slowly. He swallowed as he caught the first glimpses of her smooth, tanned skin between the openings of her blouse. She completed unbuttoning her blouse, pulling it free from her skirt. Ian could see the firm swell of her breasts, confined by the black bra she wore underneath.

"I dream about him holding me... making love to me... when I do myself, I pretend it is him moving deep inside me..."

Shrugging the loosened blouse free of her well-toned shoulders, she let it fall carelessly. Her deft hands moved sensously downwards, gliding across her flanks and her flat stomach. Eventually, she found the clasp of her dress skirt. With infinite care, she undid the fastenings, dragging the zipper all the way down to her thighs.

"I would do anything for him.... let him take me anywhere... in any position he wanted..."

Ian held his breath as her sleek thighs came into view, tanned, soft and enticing in the dim light. Wriggling her hips wantonly, she let the skirt puddle around her ankles as she stepped out of it. Underneath, she had on a pair of sexy black thong panties which showed her ass to full effect. Ian let his gaze run over those sensuous curves, following her sleek legs all the way to her taut, firm buttocks.

"And most of all..." she breathed, "...I want him to fuck me senseless, until I scream."

It was all too much for the young Duke. Reaching for her, Ian pulled her to him, kissing her hungrily until they both broke off to breathe before going at it again, their tongues working furiously. By the time their mouths parted again, Ian had a raging erection and made haste to get his clothes off as well. She helped him.

Slipping her bra straps off her shoulders, Ian reached behind her to undo her bra, exposing the firm, rounded mounds of her breasts. The nipples were already fully erect in her excitement. She moaned as she felt his strong hands cup her soft flesh, calloused fingers lighly brushing over the hardened peaks. Gasped in pleasure when his mouth enveloped one sensitive nipple, nibbling and licking wetly. Terra reached up, freeing her long dark hair to spill over her bare shoulders. His cock was rock-hard when she reached down and surrounded it in her small fist.

"Mmmmmm... so big..." she said appreciatively, lowering her mouth on him. Her pink tongue flicked out, tasting the tip of his cock.

"Lie back, Sir. I dreamed about doing this for you..." she whispered "taking you in my mouth, all of it, until you cum..."

She began to lick all the way around his cock, coating it with her saliva as Ian groaned in pleasure at her expert tongue. Leaning forward, she got her lips around his cock, taking as much of the hard length inside her warm, moist mouth as she could manage. Her intense licking and sucking, and her fist pumping on his shaft soon broke Ian's control as he grunted, feeling himself on the verge of a climax. He tried to warn her he was about to cum, but she ignored him. She held his cock inside her working mouth until the first jets of milky cum shot within her. Terra released him after he spent himself, remnants of his cum dribbling down her delicate chin. She licked her glistening lips sensously, like a cat drunk on cream.

Incredibly, Ian found that was still hard. Probably because her tanned, luscious, almost naked body was dangling in front of his eager eyes. With one motion, Ian jerked her thong panties down to her sleek thighs. His eyes were drawn to the neat triangle of hair at the apex of her mound, and the wetly glistening lips of her flowered-open pussy. Pushing the sodden garment slowly down to her ankles, Terra stepped out of her panties, now totally naked to his hungry eyes. Her eyes bright with desire, she pushed him onto his back, his stiff cock standing upright like a flagpole. Ever so slowly she lowered herself on him, one deft hand guiding his hard length to where she wanted it. The both groaned in pleasure as she sat down slightly, his cock pushing between the fleshy lips and entering halfway up into her vaginal passage. With a cry she let herself fall onto his cock, her weight driving the hard length all the way inside her slick, warm tunnel.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!," she moaned, her eyes shut with pleasure.

Terra began to move her supple body, raising her hips slighly until his cock almost slipped out of her before falling down again to impale herself. She managed a series of soft cries, grinding her hips against his, lost in the esctasy of his hard length deeply lodged inside her most sensitive regions. Aroused by the sight of her swaying breasts, Ian levered himself upwards so he could mouth those perfect round orbs. The combined sensations of his tongue rasping over her painfully hard nipples and the delicious wet frictioning of his cock inside her vaginal passage quickly brought her to the edge of a climax.

"Uhhhh! Uhhhhh! Ohhhh! Yessssssss!" she cried, her back arching instintively as she felt her taut muscles began to spasm uncontrollably.

As her vaginal walls contracted around his engorged cock, Ian lost control and came as well, shooting his load inside her. Terra cried out as she felt his warm juices spurt wildly deep inside her body. He held onto her writhing body as she rode out her orgasm, her hair flying wildly as she tossed her head about. Spent, she collapsed atop him with a gargled cry, her breathing ragged against his sweaty chest, his cock still lodged inside her.

Terra recovered quickly, raising herself off him. A slow flow of their mingled juices spilled out of her pussy as his deflated cock slid out of her. Ian watched in amusement as the glistening fluids dribbled down her soft thighs, dripping the ten meters down to the hard concrete below. The techs were going have a fun time deducing the source of those stains tomorrow.

Smiling seductively, she crawled on her hands and knees, turning round so that he was facing her firm, rounded buttocks. Terra sighed as she lay her head down on her jacket, raising her hips to present him with a full, unobstructured view of her sex. Even in the dim lighting, Ian could make out the cum drying on the fleshy lips, her pubic hair glistening with her juices. His eyes were also drawn to the dark crease between her taut buttocks and her winking, pink anus which seemed to beckon to him. The idea of taking her in her beautifully firm, muscled ass soon brought his limp cock to full alert.

Terra moaned as she felt his thick, hard length nose about her sex, looking for and finding the engorged lips bordering her sensitive opening. Her hands searched for him, trying to position him to where he could penetrate her. Ian had other ideas however, as he drove himself across the fleshy lips. She gasped at the sudden, sharp pleasure as the tip of him rubbed over her fiercely erect clittoris.

"Yessssss!" she hissed through clenched, perfect white teeth.

Satisfied that he had located the elusive button, Ian began his assault, poling his member across that tiny bud at the apex of her vaginal lips. Her eyes shut, Terra cried out at the intense pleasure as the ribbed ridges of his cock rasped exquisitely over her super-sensitive clit. Again and again, slowly as first, then faster and faster until she clawed at the steel flooring beneath her, wailing out her passion.

"Uhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ian held onto her sweaty flanks as she shuddered in a series of violent orgasms, totally consumed by her passion. Terra screamed as her supple body jerked about, the uncontrolled spasms inside her sending a spray of her juices gushing out of her fully aroused pussy. As he felt her fluids drenching his groin, Ian withdrew slighly, sighting on the warm, inviting entrance of her pussy. With a grunt, he mounted her from behind, sinking his well-lubed cock deeply inside her.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out, the sudden penetration trigerring another climax inside her.

Completely aroused by the delicious feel of the tight, resisting walls of her vaginal passage, Ian plunged himself as far as he could go inside her before withdrawing. Again and again, increasing in tempo until he was slamming his groin against her buttocks, with each thrust eliciting an appreciative moan from Terra. He delighted in the way her breasts quivered so enticingly with each deep stroke. From the sounds she was making, she was finding this assault extremely pleasurable too.

"Ohhhh! Yessss! Fuck me, Sir! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" she screamed, all self-control lost.

Terra came quickly, her gargled, choking cry announcing her climax. She always enjoyed this position best, being taken from behind. Even as she writhed in her passion, Terra reached back with both hands, parting the globes of her buttocks. She was going to have her deepest, darkest desire fulfilled. She had always wanted to be taken this way, but had never dared to do so. Ian was so engrossed driving himself into her slick pussy that he failed to hear her murmured request. She repeated it.

"...Fuck me in the ass, Commander" she moaned, looking back at him.

Ian paused his assault, uncertain.

"In my ass... but go easy at first..." she begged as she pulled her buttocks apart, fully exposing her pink, winking anus.

Ian did not need a third invitation as he slipped out of her engorged pussy, letting his glistening cock drag across her nether vale. Terra sighed in pleasure as she felt the head of his rock-hard cock nestle in the entrance of her most intimate orifice. She nudged her hips backwards slightly, feeling him press inside her, stretching the tight ring of muscle around her virgin anus. He pushed forward slowly, totally fascinated at the sight of his thick length buried between the taut, sweaty globes of her buttocks, inching its way into her rear passage.

Her perfect white teeth clenched, Terra took several sharp breaths, trying to relax her anal muscles as his cock pressed deeper into her beautiful ass. She gasped at the pain of his entry, even as she revelled in the sheer, exhilirating lewdness of being taken in her forbidden orifice. She clenched his fists powerfully, her knuckles white and her fingers clawing at the steel flooring beneath her. He was halfway inside her already, but she wanted more.

"Uhhhh! Uhhhh! Oh! go on!" she cried.

Encouraged, Ian slowly pushed his rampant cock all the way into her anal passage, hilting himself against the rounded globes of her buttocks.

"Yessss!" she hissed.

He paused momentarily, allowing her to recover, again marvelling at the totally arousing sight of his cock lodged deeply inside her ass. As the pain subsided, Terra began to make little cries, thrusting her hips back against him impatiently, eager to have the full experience of anal sex. Grasping hold of her slim hips, he began to move against her, his cock rubbing exquisitely against the walls of her painfully tight rear passage. She cried out in complete surrender, the incredible combination of pain and pleasure driving all coherent thoughts from her mind.

"Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhh!" she moaned, jerking her hips backwards to meet his thrusts.

Totally aroused now, Ian reached forward for her swaying breasts. Terra gasped at the added sensations as he cupped the soft mounds in his hands, locating first one hardened nippple, then the other. Her cries became more vocal, increasing in intensity as she felt her orgasm began to build. She reached back between her lewdly spread apart thighs, searching with one free hand. Her fingers glistened with her own juices as she found the delicate pink bud at the apex of the fleshy lips of her pussy. Terra felt her pleasure double, making her dizzy with lust.

"Ohhhhhh... Fuck me, Sir!" she urged him, "...fuck me in the ass!"

With Terra wailing and screaming in her passion, her supple, writhing body impaled upon his cock, Ian could not hold off much longer. Grunting, he fell atop her, tasting the salty sweat on her bare back, his weight driving his engorged member as far as it would go into her anal passage. A second later, Terra felt his his cock pulse, shooting off deep inside her rectum. The feel of his warm fluids splashing inside her brought her to orgasm as well.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she howled, her back arching, completely overcome with passion.

Ian continued to pump into her ass as he came, expending all his load inside her. Moving against her tight, warm flesh until at last they both collapsed in a sweaty tangle of limbs to the steel floor of the gantry platform, breathing heavily. Terra moaned in disappointment as he withdrew from her anus, cum seeping out of the pink, winking orifice. Ian lay atop her prone form for long moments, caressing her gently, enjoying the satiny feel of her soft skin. A sheen of sweat made her body gleam enticingly in the dim light. They fell asleep in the shadow of her hulking battlemech, wrapped in each others arms.

*** end ***