Monthly Short: Song of the Sirens

Author's Note: Sorry about the wait on this one, but hey, here it is! And I think it came out really cool, too. Considering doing more of these, maybe under a banner of some kind. Shame "Tales from the Borderlands" is already taken, amiright?

Anyway, here we go!

[story] [futa/futa] [lesbian stuffs] [frotting] [anal] [some comedy]

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“LET THE SPLENDOR OF YOUR CHUNKS FALL LIKE RAINDROPS UPON MY MEAT!!!”

A bullet sent the psycho stumbling backwards, one more missing him due to his hunched, gangling physique -- then one more bursting through his breastbone, sending the masked, slobbering maniac to his knees. “You’re on a diet,” Maya quipped calmly, blowing smoke from the end of her pistol as the wasteland bandit toppled to his side.

“Harder... mommy...” he wheezed his last, finally letting out a final, spluttering breath and spelling the end to yet another camp of marauders. Of all the Siren powers she could have gotten, she was starting to wish for whatever it was Lilith had -- teleporting to Santuary would be a hell of a lot more convenient than searching for the nearest Catch-A-Ride or manually carving a path through seemingly endless enemies. Ah well. As long as it kept her skills sharp.

Lilith, however, was something that had been on the blue-haired Siren’s mind since rescuing her from the impending jaws of Hyperion. Wandering now through Frostburn Canyon to clean up the mess made by the “Firehawk’s” cult, Maya couldn’t help but wonder how difficult it would be to get a chance to pick the other woman’s brain about who she was -- about what she was. How her powers worked, where they came from. While Lilith certainly hadn’t been forthcoming of any information regarding the abilities of a Siren, maybe something could be pried out of her.

Casually shooting an incoming boulder to bits, Maya narrowed her eyes in disgust at the harassing bullymong that had dared interrupt her train of thought. Whether out of mercy or laziness, she extended her tattooed arm and clasped the hulking tundra brute in one of her trademark bubbles of otherworldly energy, leaving it to writhe and flail within her Phaselock as she started making her way back towards Sanctuary.

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“It’s too bad about the cult. They were starting to seem like really sweet guys,” Lilith said, shrugging and letting out a soft sigh. “Great job out there, though. I’m really glad there’s someone I can count on out there.”

“Don’t worry about it; I can always use the target practice,” Maya replied with a cool smirk, placing her hands on her hips and trying not to size the other Siren up in too direct comparison to herself, even if that was proving difficult on multiple levels. “I did want to ask you about something, though, or...” she glanced sidelong towards Roland, who was cleaning his assault rifle yet again on the balcony of the command room. Lowering her voice, she continued. “Would you mind joining me, later on? To talk? You’re... well, you’re the only other Siren I’ve ever met. I’ve got like a million questions that I never thought I’d be able to ask.”

“I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t tempting for me, too,” Lilith nodded, glancing back towards the oblivious chief of the Crimson Raiders before turning her golden eyes back to Maya’s silver ones. “And I don’t really have much to do until Roland draws up the new plan. So... yeah, alright Vault Hunter. Meet you at Moxxi’s place in an hour?”

“You got it,” Maya nodded back, trying to hide the excitement swelling inside of her. “And you know, you can call me Maya.”

“Pshhh, in your dreams,” Lilith’s soft pink lips curled up into a playful smirk. “If I start calling you by your name I’d have to call all the other Vault Hunters by their names, too. Imagine all the audio that’d have to be re-recorded.”

“Huh?”

“For the vending machines. Duh.”

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“I hope you like rakk ale, sugar.” Two nondescript mugs were set down on either side of the table, one for each Siren. Moxxi, of course, made quite a show of even that small service, bending over deeply to set down each coldly-sweating glass to display that valley of mesmerizing cleavage she was so famous for. Hard to tell, at this point, whether it was on purpose or simply an act of muscle memory, but both Sirens’ eyes dropped to the exact point they were supposed to. They then immediately glanced back at one another, both noticing the other looking, both doing their best not to blush. Even as different as the two Sirens appeared, it seemed that some things were universal -- and Moxxi’s breasts were among them. “It’s all I’ve got on tap today, after that little... friend, of yours, threw himself a party here last night.”

“Friend?” Maya said, her eyes unable to ascend farther than Moxxi’s neck.

“That godawful little robot. Snap-Back or whatever his name is.” Moxxi shrugged. “Anyway, have fun, you two. Not too much fun, of course.” She turned to leave, already putting a sway in her hips, but then paused. “...Not without me, anyway,” she added, before making her way back behind the bar.

After a moment of nervous giggling from Lilith, the two Sirens finally turned back to one another, Maya taking a cautious sip from the cool mug of rakk ale. It was... bearable. That was a plus.

Other than at a glance, the two couldn’t be more different, despite their distinct similarities. Behind the unexplained, pale blue tattoos and their equally-unexplained supernatural abilities, the two showed clear differences. Lilith; the more relaxed, sensitive, and friendly of the pair, slimmer in form, her deep red hair wildly styled -- and Maya; more cool and ambitious, her own sky-blue hair neatly cut. Two generations of Siren, collectively representing one-third of the potential total of Sirens in existence.

“So it turns out I’m not the only one on Pandora, huh?” Lilith said softly, leading the conversation as she leaned in to first sniff, then lightly sip from, the mug of beer. “Considering the odds, I never thought I’d see another Siren in my lifetime.”

“Yeah, what’s with that?” Maya returned quickly, eager to seize onto something to talk about. “I heard Jack say there could only be six in the world, when I was trying to find you. I thought he was talking about me for the longest time, until he said ‘Lilith,’ and then you can only imagine how confused I was.”

“No more than I was when I saw you barging in to rescue me, guns all ablaze and crushing people with bubbles. You’re seriously gonna have to teach me how to do that sometime.” Lilith smirked, taking a drink from her beer again, swirling her finger idly in the thin foam at on the liquid’s surface.

“You’re telling me. You saved our asses back there with that, um... that... what do you call it?”

“Phasewalking?”

“That! How do you do that!”

Lilith smirked. “It just comes naturally I guess. Just like your bubble-thing. Though maybe if we had more time to compare and practice, maybe we could figure out how each other’s abilities work.”

“I’d be down for that,” Maya nodded. “You know where I hang my hat, after all. If we can ever find a time Roland’s not around, maybe we can find some space to practice.” She took another long swig from her own drink, trying not to dwell too hard on how... suggestive, what she was saying may have sounded. Though, even as she tried to avoid any specifically lewd thoughts, her mind -- and eyes -- wandered. While Lilith’s little peek of tattooed cleavage may have been nowhere near as bountiful as Moxxi’s, it was nonetheless cutely alluring, and the other Siren’s playful attitude was intoxicating. The question also lingered in her mind of whether or not Lilith was... like her... in more ways than one. How much, exactly, being a Siren included. “I mean, if you want, of course.”

“Oh, shit yeah. But first,” Lilith smiled, holding up one finger for silence until Maya noticed the thumping music in the background of Moxxi’s bar. “This is my song. You gotta dance with me!”

“Um. Dance?” Maya murmured, but the other Siren was already standing up from the table, chugging down what was left of her beer as she reached out for Maya’s hand.

“Yup! C’mon, just us girls! Just us Sirens!”

Maya barely had enough time to down the rest of her rakk ale before being swept up from her booth and into the middle of the bar, stifling a squeak of surprise when she felt the other Siren wrap her arms around her hips, drawing in close enough that she could feel the other woman’s body against her own. Her silvery eyes widened as Lilith’s face came close, the other woman starting to sway along with her in beat with the music, that mischievous grin still on her face.

“I’m... sorry, I’m not much of a dancer,” Maya mumbled, shuffling in place for a moment, though more and more she could feel the alcohol spreading through her bloodstream, a devil in the back of her mind telling her to let loose. In conjunction with the closeness of Lilith’s slim physique, swaying and undulating next to her -- no, against her -- that devil became more powerful, and Maya found herself starting to gently sway back and forth, her hips swiveling from side to side in sync with Lilith’s more practiced dancing.

“You don’t look too bad to me,” Lilith replied, chewing her lip as she drew in closer to the other Siren. Their eyes locked once more -- set ablaze by the closeness and the alcohol, and it began to sink in that the way Lilith looked at her wasn’t entirely unlike the way Maya had been looking at Lilith. That wandering gaze; exploring, lingering, drinking in the blue-haired Siren’s slender physique with a look that certainly transcended any kind of professional curiosity.

They danced like that for a while, both getting a little closer even as the song ended and another started. They flirted not with words but with gazes, with small touches, little signs that there was more -- could be more -- between them than only their tattoos. Accepting a few free shots from Moxxi didn’t make things any better. Depending on your outlook of “better,” that is.

Finally, it was Lilith who broke the intimately shifting, close-faced dance, with a few words that told the other Siren everything she needed to hear: “Do you want to go practice?”

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“Roland! Out! Now!” Lilith shouted as she dragged the other Siren into the cramped Sanctuary apartment that had been serving as much as a headquarters as it had an actual domicile. The edge in the redhead’s voice was plenty to have the leader of the Crimson Raiders scrambling without question for the nearest exit, which happened to be the balcony he was already standing on.

Not an instant before the man had left the building, Lilith had Maya pinned against the wall, lips pressed long and hard against the other woman’s. Their fingers interlocked, Maya’s knuckles pressing against the cold metal of the wall as she felt the other Siren’s warm lips lock to hers. Her heart fluttered, pounding now, and her fingers squeezed gently together against Lilith’s as she returned the kiss. Alcohol still buzzed in the back of her mind but it wasn’t making any decisions for her. She wanted this, even if she hadn’t realized it right away.

“Nnnnphh...” Maya murmured quietly, her eyes drifting shut as she pressed forward a little, squishing her chest against Lilith’s smaller one. One long, lean leg extended and wrapped around the other Siren’s slender waist, pulling her closer into the long, intense kiss that the two shared, cooing softly and passionately into one another, totally surrendering to the passion that had grasped both of them so tightly. Mutual attractiveness became desire, became hunger, became a sort of fiery lust that couldn’t entirely be explained -- a link of some sort that felt like it transcended the physical.

Kisses and little licks were traded, Lilith lunging in a little to tenderly bite Maya’s pale lower lip, tugging gently. One hand began to wander, the other remaining intertwined with Maya’s, trailing down to fuss with the small clasps and zippers that held Maya’s combat outfit together. One zipper was drawn down, a flap shifted, something exposed -- it seemed to come off in segments of reinforced cloth. It was a moment before the kiss was finally able to break, and Lilith descended, purring quietly as she kissed and nibbled her way hungrily down Maya’s pale, tattooed figure. A kiss to her lips, then jaw, then throat -- pausing there for a moment to suck and nibble at the tender skin there -- then descending farther to smooch at one shoulder and kiss down Maya’s firm, perky breasts, choosing the one adorned with those bright cyan tattoos, the matching set to the redhead’s own.

Maya let out a soft, anxious moan as warm lips sealed around one perky pink nipple, trapped within soft flesh so that the tip of Lilith’s tongue could tease and torment it. Gracing the stiffening bud with a little bite that made the half-nude Siren arch her back with excitement, Lilith’s hands wandered more, exploring the blue-haired woman’s figure. One hand went behind, firmly groping the other Siren’s backside, while the other went between the other woman’s legs, reaching out with two fingers to rub along the swath of cloth between Maya’s thighs. There was a pause, just for a moment, Lilith’s teeth, then lips, dragging slowly and tenderly off of the other Siren’s breast.

“You have one too?” she finally whispered, looking up at Maya, her golden eyes wide with something between surprise and revelation. For what her fingers had found between Maya’s legs had not been what she’d been... entirely expecting.

“Power of a Siren?” Maya replied sheepishly, tilting down to steal another thirsty kiss from the redhead’s mouth, before the implications of the “too” at the end of Lilith’s question began to sink in. “Wait, you don’t mean, you...?”

“I thought I was the... I mean, I thought it was just me,” Lilith breathed, the soft kiss breaking her train of thought for a moment, forcing her to refocus. Her hand hooked into the belt of Maya’s outfit, starting to undo it and finally let the already-stiffened length of girlcock spring free like it had been trapped in the tight yellow confines of that suit for far too long. “I never thought that it might have had something to do with my... with our, powers.”

The two traded another soft kiss, Maya’s hands reaching out to pull the other Siren close only for Lilith to just barely slip from her grasp, the redhead backing up slightly with a predatory grin. Undoing a clasp, then a button, then a zipper at the side, Lilith unfastened her corset-esque top and tossed it aside, revealing her slightly slimmer figure and petite, tattooed breasts. Not stopping there, however, she moved down to her pants, biting her lip eagerly as she shimmied her slender hips from side to side, wiggling out of the snug garments -- and meeting a moment of resistance as her own scandalous shaft struggled to pop free, finally bouncing out and standing at attention, just slightly smaller than the other Siren’s and bearing the same tattoos that scrolled along both athletic bodies.

“Well, Vault Hunter?” the redhead grinned, taking her cock in her hand and giving it a few slow strokes. It was the first time she hadn’t felt like it was something she had to hide -- to see Maya’s pulsating at full size a few inches away from hers was liberating in a strange way. “You wanted to practice -- why don’t we see how one Siren stacks up against another?”

Maya offered a little smile of her own, licking her lips and offering one hand to pull Lilith’s body back to her own, stealing another long kiss from the Firehawk, though this new embrace was decidedly more... electric. Bare breast pressed to bare breast, their nipples stiffening further as they rubbed and squished into one another, tongues now extending and intertwining. Plus, of course, those two stiff, aching, unexplained girlcocks, each woven with pale blue markings and throbbing to full size, now pressed firmly against one another. They squished and rubbed with each lustful grope and smooch, Maya’s long, slim leg wrapping back around Lilith’s waist to pull the other Siren closer, helping to pin herself against the wall.

“MMmpphh...” Lilith groaned, kissing again, gasping into Maya’s mouth as she nipped and bit at the other girl’s lip, breaking the kiss just long enough to look down between their slender figures to the stiff, sensitive girldicks rubbing and slipping past each other. “It looks like you’re a little bigger than me, Maya,” she said with a small, shy giggle, stealing another kiss again as one hand descended, wrapping snugly around both hard shafts and squeezing them against each other, holding them in place like a pair of exercise grippers.

“Not jealo--nnnhh! J-jealous, are you?” Maya breathed, nuzzling into the other girl’s hair as she stole a glance down as well, her knees starting to tremble as Lilith slowly stroked her hand up and down, clinging both cocks together and rubbing them playfully, sending pleasure shooting through both Sirens.

“Jealous?” Lilith purred, looking back up, her eyes meeting Maya’s. She leaned in, kissing the other girl again, whispering. “More like excited.” She tightened her grip around both shafts a little, holding them tight and stroking a little quicker, drawing another moan from Maya and this time, one from Lilith as well. Naughty ideas were already rushing through her mind but right now, she couldn’t bring herself to make this feeling stop, this sensation of skin on skin, flesh to flesh, lips and tongues and breasts and shafts all aligned, all rubbing and sliding against one another. It was a full-body experience of shuddering pleasure that she couldn’t bear to see end, even if her hand, perhaps, belied another desire.

Tattooed fingers gripped tighter and jerked up and down more rapidly, more feverish, enjoying the eager kissing and groping and rubbing but needing someting more, needing to feel Maya spasm and release against her, needing to get her own self off. Needing to exorcise this frenzied, fog-minded lust in order to move on to something even more exciting. Tongue spiraling around Maya’s in a desperate, frenzied embrace, both Sirens’ heavy breathing and soft moaning escalated to tense gasps and sharp squeals, growing more uncontrollable as Lilith hungrily pumped her hand along both rock-hard, twitching girldicks, strands of precum leaking from both tips to make the process slicker and thus even faster, the redhead’s palm gliding across them both frantically until those gasps eclipsed into shared screams, echoing off of the cold stone of Roland’s HQ.

Both Sirens hit climax at the exact same moment, bolt after bolt of hot spunk shooting up out of those two joined girlcocks like a double-barrelled Torgue shotgun, thoroughly slagging both sweating, slender figures and sending both women crashing down to the floor, Maya mounting Lilith this time and kissing her blissfully again, groping one small, perky breast. “F-fuck...” the blue-haired Siren whispered breathily. “That was... intense.”

“Not done, are you?” Lilith cooed, leaning up to nip Maya’s lip before wrapping both arms around the other Siren and flipping her, rolling over in one smooth motion so that the Vault Hunter had her back pressed against the floor, her still-stiff cock twiddling and prodding against Lilith’s with each jostle and movement. “You better not be.”

“Doesn’t look like it,” Maya cooed, a tone of challenge in her voice.

Straddling Maya’s waist, Lilith gave the other Siren’s rigid girldick a few more strokes, this time with the intention of giving the throbbing length a creamy coating of the cum that had just shot out of it, making it glisten with hot slickness, ideal for where it was headed. Biting her lower lip in anticipation, Lilith sat up a little, holding back her smaller, still-pulsing cock and the smooth, tight sack beneath it so that she could properly align Maya’s bigger shaft with the pale hole of her back entrance. “Have you ever fucked a girl before, Vault Hunter?” Lilith purred softly, pressing down a little against the big, stiff member but not yet letting it slip into her.

“My prospects haven’t been quite as appealing as you might think,” Maya murmured, dodging the question while giving all the answer that was necessary. There was an excitement so intense that it bordered on fear rushing through her now -- the intense, blind lust having faded with climax and now allowing her to take stock of what was happening in a more complete and level-headed way. Her eyes scanned up Lilith’s slender, gorgeous figure, perched playfully at the very tip of her cock, taking in the sight of the other Siren’s beauty and coming to grips with what was about to happen next. “Are you...?”

“Shhh,” Lilith whispered, grinning lightly as she began to slowly, carefully lower her weight down on Maya’s slick, stiff shaft, pressing down little by little. “Just relax. I’ll take care of you.” The promise wasn’t empty in the slighest, and the redhead followed through without any more hesitation -- pressing her light weight down, down, down, until there was finally a soft, wet pop and a release of pressure as Maya’s throbbing girlcock slipped past the resistance of Lilith’s anus, the swollen, pale head driving in shallowly, then sinking deeper and deeper into the scandalously tight rear entrance.

“O-oh fuck... you’re...” Maya gasped softly, squeezing her eyes shut for a long moment as she just tried to acclimate to the sensation of Lilith’s backside squeezing down around her, gripping tightly as the other Siren adjusted her positioning to put her feet on either side of Maya’s hips, planting herself in place.

“Get used to it, gorgeous,” the redhead said with a smirk -- then a wince as she struggled to adjust to the size of Maya’s thick cock being buried in her narrow back entrance. Letting out a few deep breaths to steady herself, Lilith chewed her lower lip as she gradually lifted herself up with her legs, then sat back down, letting gravity pump her back deeper onto the hot shaft filling up her butt. “When we beat Hyperion and take Jack down a couple pegs, I have a feeling you’ll have as much time with... nngh! ...this ass, as you want.”

The blue-haired Siren didn’t manage to respond in any comprehensibly verbal way, instead just releasing a long, high-pitched groan as she reached out to wrap her hand tightly around the leg of the planning table. Her other hand reached up a little, caressing down along Lilith’s stomach (causing a shudder of ticklish pleasure in the other woman) before lightly teasing her fingertips around the other Siren’s stiff dick, which was now freed once again and standing straight up, bobbing with each downward thrust onto Maya’s bigger shaft. She brought one knee up a little, sort of fitting herself against Lilith but not thrusting upward, not wanting to make a fool of herself by doing something wrong when the slimmer Siren seemed to be doing everything just right on her own.

“Nnn... if I had... known... how much fun this would be...” Lilith moaned out, clenching her teeth and whimpering between words as she dropped down again and again, her clinging back hole stretching and conforming to match the size of Maya’s hot cock. “I would have -- aahn! -- had you inside of me the second we got back to Sanctuary. If I could have waited even that long.” Her pace escalated a little more, her back arching with pleasure as Maya’s fingertips teased along her chest and stomach, throwing her head back and slamming her weight down harder and faster with each thrust, letting out a blissful cry.

A few moments later and any attempts at talking or teasing or taunting had become a distant memory, the two Sirens now lost in pleasure and in one another -- Maya writhing blissfully on the floor, her hips erratically rutting upwards to drive her shaft deeper into Lilith’s asshole, while the redhead wildly pounded herself downward, her unattended dick bobbing and swaying in lazily spirals with each thirsty pump of Maya’s dick into her anus. Gasping and moaning became screaming and Lilith finally dropped down completely, burying Maya’s big cock to the hilt in her backside and wailing out, contracting and spasming around the other Siren as her own girldick shot out a second volley of creamy spunk, this one lacing Maya’s face and bare chest with sticky warmth.

That action was, however, not without its reaction as Maya unloaded, her hands moving to Lilith’s slim hips to hold the other Siren in place and letting out a primal cry as her unborn burst out into the redhead’s backside, pumping deep inside of her clinging, spasming ass, filling her.

Finally, almost entranced, Lilith toppled back down onto the other Siren, crawling up her body a little bit so that she could leave Maya’s cock buried comfortably in her rear, groping one of those pale breasts and locking lips again in a long, thirsty kiss. Sweaty, cum-slicked bodies rubbed and squished together as both rebels caught their breath, sharing air from mouth to mouth as their eyes drifted shut.

“That was... fucking... amazing....”

“H-hell yeah it was....”

“I agree completely!” the two Sirens’ naked, panting reverie was broken by the shrill, tinny voice of a certain CL4P-TP unit. “And it just so happens that I have every single second of your beautiful union on tape! Now quick, go again, I’m gonna need to record a sequel -- this thing’s gonna sell like craaAaAazy on the Echonet!”

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Gaige’s eyes followed the trajectory as Claptrap’s flailing, phaselocked body soared off of the balcony, crashing and tumbling through the litter-strewn streets of Sanctuary. “Told him not to go in there,” she sighed, before wandering over to the smoking robot as it staggered to its feet. “So... they didn’t get the tape from you, did they?”