『Felix Karl Grimm』
Ahhh... Lizzie's Bar. A place that reeks of booze and semen yet still boasts as one of the cleanest clubs in this side of Night City, if that didn't tell you what you need to know, I don't know what to tell you.
Holographic dancers, actual dancers dressed in clothes so debauched they'd be more covered if they were naked, some guys getting the soul sucked out of them with Auto Jerker 9000™'s as they were locked into Braindances. And some dancers dragging some guys backstage.
I don't think I'll ever get used to this scene.
Why am I here alone? Because I decided to be courteous and arrive before Rebecca, like a gentleman. Was this gentlemanly by Night City standards? Hard to tell. The common sense here was strange.
And I refused to adapt to a city like this; this place was scum, and I was not going to lower myself to acclimate to it. There is a reason why I have never once used the words 'Gonk, Choom, or Chrome.'
I'd probably shoot myself in the temple if I got used to saying that and then accidentally said it in a medieval world.
"Yo! Grimm, how's it going, choomba?"
Rebecca strutted inside, as confident as ever with that cheeky grin. Seeing me, she lit up and plopped into the seat in front of me, ordering herself alcohol while I ordered orange juice, which only existed here because it was a mixer for cocktails. While our drinks were being prepared, she put her chin on her hand and smiled at me.
"So? Miss me Choom? What have you been doing in the meantime? Hope you didn't feel too lonely."
I actually had my AI gf to keep me company, but I didn't say that out loud in order not to sound like an asylum patient.
"Sure did, kept myself busy doing some gigs. So I have some extra Eurodollars to spend on drinks today. Everything's on me. Buy whatever you want."
Her lips curved into a cheshire grin.
"Really~? Look at Mr Moneybags over here. The gang completed a good gig last time, so I've got some extra scratch to spend lately, but you seem rather insistent on spending some eddies, don't you?"
I did not let her teasing get to me, I have trained my stoicism with Giffany's teasing at least a little.
"Maybe I am."
Our exchange was cut when our drinks arrived, both of us took a sip of our drinks, my orange juice tasted closer to piss than oranges as expected, while Rebecca guzzled down a 20 Eurodollar drink like water, not even a hint of reservation.
"Oh man! The expensive stuff hits different when you don't have to pay for it. So anyway, you know how we went out for a gig right? Apparently some Corpo's son, biotechnica or something, got kidnapped by some Tyger claws and we-"
Rebecca kept talking about her story while ordering drink after drink. I was starting to wonder if she had implants specifically for alcohol, but Giffany had scanned her before and showed that was not the case. Rebecca was a natural alcoholic. Some might find storytime boring, but hearing the story of jobs done through the eyes of a native was actually rather interesting. Especially when Rebecca was such a colorful narrator.
Eventually, she seemed to reach a level of mild intoxication despite her body weight. She looked into my eyes with a flush and a mischievous grin.
"Hmm, this seat feels a bit cold, stand still Grimm."
I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head before Rebecca stood up before-
-Pomf!
Sat squarely on my lap, her cushy ass and lightweight body resting up against mine. She turned her around with a smug face, her ass rubbing against my lower body in a lewd manner.
"That's much better, you don't mind, do you, Grimm? It doesn't look like you do at least."
No, I did not, in fact, mind her scantily clad hips on mine.
But a part of my body was certainly hard to hide.
Though, why hide at all? She knew what she was doing and what was going to happen if she did what she did. So I let myself harden like the true metapod I was.
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Rebecca licked her lips as my hardened cock strained against my pants, if there was one thing I had belief in, it was the size of my cock. It was nowhere near small but not so big that I'd get lightheaded if I was hard.
"Wow, seems like someone really missed me~. Well, you did treat me to drinks, so let's see what we've got!"
Without waiting for a second longer or not caring about where we were, Rebecca struggled before pulling my pants down, spreading her legs to let my cock spring free, she looked at my cock while licking her lips.
"Whoa now, I didn't expect much since you don't have a Mr. Stud, but that's a fine dick right there. Nice cock choom."
"Thank you...?"
At least I can finally say someone complimented my cock?
And then, Rebecca suddenly closed her thighs, her plump, soft and silky smooth thighs squished my cock, making me groan slightly. And then she started rubbing her thighs together, I could see the upper half of my cock peeking out due to our height difference.
That's it, this was my first sexual experience. Getting a thighjob in a nightclub.
For some reason I'm not against it in the slightest.
Rebecca ground her thighs together and lifted them up and down, stroking my cock with them. She opened her mouth a little to let her cool saliva drip down to the tip of my cock. The added lubricant made the experience suddenly feel more pleasurable. I decided to wrap my hands around Rebecca's waist and hugged her closer to me.
"F-fuck, you're so good at this Rebecca."
"I know right?"
The sounds it made as she rubbed her thighs could only be described but no one gave us as much as a second glance, to be fair, what we were doing was about as expected for a club like the Mox. This was a club run by prostitutes for prostitutes.
I started rocking my hips in tandem with her movements, matching her pace perfectly thanks to my dexterity. I heard Rebecca moan a little as my cock rubbed against her thinly veiled garments. I wanted nothing more right now than to pick her up like a toy and fuck her into tomorrow but Felix Karl Grimm was a man of patience and restraint.
"Hmm~ you're pretty good at this, cherry boy."
I ignored her taunt as I kept rocking my hips but bit the inside of my mouth, trying to stave off the pressure building up inside my balls, begging to be released, preferably into Rebecca's womb.
Patience Felix, patience is a virtue.
Rebecca's hands gripped the sofa, and I couldn't handle the pleasure for any longer.
"Rebecca, I'm cumming!"
My hands fell to the sides while I felt Rebecca's smooth hand on the upper half of my cock and jerk me off to completion.
"Let it out Grimmy~!"
And let out I did, a stream of hot, thick, viscous and cloudy semen erupted from my cock, covering Rebecca's thighs and legs completely in my cum. Never in my life had I experienced such pleasure or satisfaction.
For a moment, the only noise was the sound of both of us breathing heavily, as well as the club music blaring, as we wound down, Rebecca got off my lap with shaky legs before sitting in front of me and spreading her legs.
The sight before me was breathtaking. My cum covered Rebecca all the way from her inner thighs to her knees and legs. She smiled smugly although it was a bit shaky as she poked the slimy cum and examined it.
"Damn Choom, you are like a hose~ how backed up were you?"
Very apparently, I don't think I can go back to my hand after experiencing the touch of a woman like that.
As if not having enough, Rebecca licked the cum off her thighs with a grin.
𓋰𓋰𓋰𓋰𓋰𓆩༺r18 End༻𓆪𓋰𓋰𓋰𓋰𓋰
"Hmm, not bad, better than cloned fruits at least~. How abou- ough..."
Rebecca was about to say something, but stopped mid-sentence, holding up a hand and clutching her stomach.
"Uh oh... Bleaurgh!!!"
I knew there was something wrong with the volume of alcohol she consumed, because Rebecca could not hold it in any longer and puked all over the floor while I rubbed her back in pity. After she was done vomiting all over the floor, I wiped her mouth with a napkin, and she wiped the rest of her body with other napkins after we were promptly cut off for the night and had to leave.
"Here Rebecca, I'll carry you home, you know where to go?"
Rebecca groaned on my bad, the alcohol hitting her at all at once, and now she was drunk off her ass and I was praying at this moment I wouldn't get puked on.
"Ugh... Not home, my gonk of a brother would try shoot you and die... and he probably has some joytoy over for the night. Just- just drop me off at the gangs' hideout."
I raised an eyebrow as Rebecca messaged the location to me.
"You sure, Rebecca? Wouldn't that cause some alarm for your 'friends'?"
She shook her head and rubbed my hair with her other hand, the one that hopefully had not touched my semen.
"'s fineeee. I already messaged 'em, Lucy n' Dorio are there, just hand me over to... either... zzz..."
With that, Rebecca was out like a light, at least on the upside, I'd get to meet a part of the original Edgerunners gang. That'd be novel.
It did not take a long walk to reach the place, especially with Rebecca weighing like a feather. It looked somewhat like a remodeled warehouse. I was able to instantly spot the camera watching me, a sense I had honed with missions, judging by its movement pattern, a netrunner was watching me.
Switching carrying Rebecca to one hand, I moved forward and knocked on the door, a few moments the door slid open to show a girl behind, a girl that I myself knew pretty well.
Multicolor hair, a shapely body, rainbow-like eyes, plump lips, decently large breasts, subtle makeup, wearing a modified reinforced leotard that hugged her body nicely, and wearing a white jacket. She narrowed her eyes at me with suspicion clear in her body language.
I can see why David fell so hard so fast for her.
Oops, I think I've been staring a bit too long.
"So, are you Lucy or Dorio that Rebecca was talking about?"
She did not say anything for a moment before subtly nodding.
"I am, I guess you are Grimm? Thanks for getting Rebecca home safe."
She said that with a slightly strained voice for some reason, but I decided not to question it and handed Rebecca over to Lucy who picked her up by her jacket. Unable to withstand the awkwardness any longer, especially when I was still tired as hell, I scratched the back of my head and nodded.
"Well, uh, take care of her. I'll be going now, see you around."
"Yeah, see you."
I started quickly walking away while still feeling Lucy's gaze boring into my back.
The hell is her problem?
A/N: Rebecca finally gets her scene like the go getter she is and takes the lead. I think the scene happening in a scenario like that really fit Cyberpunk well. And don't worry, Grimm did get a feat from Rebecca, he just hasn't checked out the notification after getting his brain blown. What did you guys think about this date and the scene? I'd love to know.
Fly me to the moon~ let me play among us-~ Lucy is here and her sus meter is turned up to the max the moment she saw Grimm. She has her reasons, but what are those reasons I wonder? Anyways, Grimm has finally met someone from Maine's team. And next chapter he may get even more involved, who knows?
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