Chapter 21 - Episode Distraction Distracted  1/3

The speedometer reading flickered back and forth. It was a digit equal or less than the speed limit throughout the drive back to the apartment. Eric wanted to say 'Faster', but Cornelia seemed to be keeping herself composed, especially with her boss in the backseat. The Agent had been dismissed after signing some forms and Eric signed some as well. Essentially, protecting her from any legal action, because Eric was going to the Army base, after this, and getting them informed on the Regulator. 

But right now, all Eric could think about was Drip.

What was the little Slime? What made her so special? She was adorable, docile, but more than a bit inquisitive and physical, but that was normal slime behavior. 

Who was it with the influence to move the entire CCS, but was after little, blue, Drip? He grit his teeth as he crossed his arms over his chest. A hand, warm and smooth reached from the back to stroke his neck. "It'll be fine. Breathe." The strong, well maintained, fingers pinched a spot on his neck and he felt the headache, that had been building in his head, abate.

"Thanks, Cap." Eric sighed as he relaxed and leaned back against the seat. "What the hell though?"

"Exactly," Rachel nodded her head, and turned her optics to the back of Cornelia's head. Cornelia had been quiet as she watched the road and gauged her speed to avoid stopping. "We'll need to be cautious, if Tarquin is right, they could start searching outward from the central districts soon." Both Cornelia and Eric nodded.

As they pulled to a stop outside of the Apartment building, Eric took note of the heavy black vehicle, less a car and more a civilian LRV. "Subtle." He sighed and he looked back to Cornelia, then Captain Rachel. Hoping for some advice, this wasn't his specialty.

"We'll wait here," Rachel suggested. If we all come walking in at the same time, it'll set off some red flags." She added, Eric managed to crack a smile.

"I think I've established that it's common place for me to go out with beautiful women," He grinned, then snapped back to his serious face. "I'll be careful," he said as he opened the car door, but stopped as Cornelia's hand gripped his wrist, gently. "Promise." He affirmed as he looked her in the eye. She relaxed her hold on him, and he got out of the car, and closed the door

Standing by the car, he saw nothing but the sunlight reflected on the glass, of the recon vehicle's windows and of the front doors. He adopted a cheeky gait, a little bow legged, like he'd just had a fine morning fuck. He laughed to a joke nobody else could hear and as he walked up to the car, he watched, carefully. The chassis shifted, first back then right. Two people in the car, at least. He observed, before he even confirmed that the windows were tinted.  That meant at least two inside, by the size of the car. There were probably three, though: a talker, and two grunts. He laughed as he gave the black car a disparaging look. "What is this a fucking movie set?" He kicked at the back tire as he turned to head into the building.

He walked in, shoulders back, chest out, chin up. King of the Fucking Castle, his voice growled heartily.

As he walked in he saw through the windowed walls of Donna's office, and saw the door to Belle's office was open. There was a man seated just to the left of center, given her a view of those passing outside. He met her eyes, and just for a moment, felt the seriousness in her gaze. He gave a happy wave, because in Donna's office, the two thuggy looking guys were standing, just at the doorway to Belle's office.

They glared at Eric, who kept walking, before whoever was talking to Belle could turn in their seat to look at him. He kept going and as he entered the elevator, pulled out his phone.

He texted Cornellia: Three in Belle's Office. Alternate Extract?

She texted back: Service entrance? No, visible from the office, barely.

He considered then shook his head as the elevator continued to rise: Negative. Fire Escape?

She texted back, quickly: Neg. Alarmed.

He considered as the doors opened. and he walked out. Nobody on the landing, just fine. He walked past Maz and Gene's rooms, then the Amberly's to his own. He turned the handle and found it unlocked, that sent a chill up his spine. "Drip!" He called out as he swung open the door.

"Welcome home!" A sultry voice said, he blinked once, as the speaker was turned away from him, and speaking over her shoulder. She was short, and her thick ass was pointed right at him, nylons pulled TAUT against thick, juicy ass cheeks. Her back was parallel to the ground as she kept herself up with her arms on the front step. 

"Would you like Tea?" She shook her ass to one side, thick waves jiggling as the leotard pulled tight against her crotch. "Lunch?" She shook it to the other, and her ass cheeks smacked against one another. Eric's jaw dropped as that voice in his head took control of his arm to close the door behind him. "Gene...." Eric breathed. "What the hell?" He took a step forward.

The hacker woman smiled in her bunny girl outfit, floppy ears attached to a hair band twitching with some internal wire trick. "Like it?" She cooed and shook her ass again. Eric swallowed as he watched each meaty cheek shimmy. "I heard you'd been having it rough lately, and thought I'd show off this retro costume to cheer you up!" She added, "OH!" she moaned as his hands gripped her ass cheeks, firmly. He inhaled, exhaled and looked at Gene. She smiled wide, clearly hoping for a go. Her eyes were clear, too, and sober.

"One second." He said and pulled out his phone.

I've got a distraction, he texted.

What kind of distraction? Cornelia texted back.

He turned on the camera to take a photo, but hit the vid record instead. Gene saw the red light on the phone lens and stuck out her tongue, and bounced her ass once and again. The hand Eric had on her ass cheek felt swallowed by her thick cheeks. Eric sent it to Cornelia and gave Gene a hot squeeze as he pushed her forward slightly. 

She giggled as she skipped forward, straightening up and walking toward the bedroom. Eric looked at his phone as Cornelia texted back. 

How long you going to take? She asked. Eric looked into Gene's eyes again as she licked her lips and stopped to grind her thick ass against his tented pants.

You might want to get some coffee. This might be smarter than trying to sneak out. He added after and he slipped his fingers down under the leotard's crotch to rub his fingers against her nylon covered pussy lips. Gene moaned as he started to finger her through the stockings.

Alright, but you're making it up to both of us, later. Cornelia texted back and Eric texted his assent. He looked into the corner where he'd moved Drip's habitat. It was intact, she was there, and she Wurped loudly and made Gene jump.

"I was surprised when I found her in here..." Gene mentioned, her voice calmer than when she first saw Drip. "She's a good girl." She added and Eric smiled and pulled Gene close to kiss her deeply. 

"So are you," He said, "Sometimes..."

"Oh?" She smiled.

"This isn't the first time you've 'slipped' your way into my room." He said as he ground his cock against her, bending her over so she rested her upper half on the bed, and her nylons stretched tight against her ass. Saying she'd 'broken' in didn't sound fair, nothing had been obvious. 

"Hm, So I'm a bad girl, too?"

"Yes," He said as he ran his hands up and down her back and rolled her thick ass cheeks or massaged her shoulders at the end of each pass, building up her tension and causing her to go up on her toes. "Why not just ask me for a key." He whispered into her ear as he leaned over her, pressing her down with his weight and pressing his erection between her ass cheeks.

She gasped and looked over her shoulder at him. "Would you?" She asked back, and he smiled.

"Why not? Or do you like the thrill..." He narrowed his gaze and she bit her lip naughtily.  "Oh you good bad girl..." He growled as he pulled aside the crotch of her leotard, and tore open her nylons. 





(Sorry for the divided chapter, comp was having issues and I don't want to lose what I've got, stay tune at the end of 3/3 I'll be asking a few questions of the readers!)