Nier Chapter 128 (Patreon)

Samus's armor was many things... It could defend the soul, body, and even the mind from damn near anything. But it was also a major fucking cock block!

How could you get a girl in the mood when your hand could only caress smooth metal? Yeah basically impossible, either way, Samus was less focused on hanky spanky and more focused on trying to suck the life out of myself in her demanding kisses.

Finally, though our lip locking ended and then pulled my head against her armored chest where began using her free armored hand to gently pick through hair looking for dandruff or something which... Felt weird but also nice, though I definitely recognized the bird-like habit of mates taking care of the other.

'Oh dear god, what if Samus actually lays an egg?' I thought mentally shuddering at the possibility before I coughed. "Thank you Samus, I suppose if we are... Together as it were, I should give you a more detailed explanation." I spoke and then dived into the explanation about how I was from alternate universes and how YoRHa went around to worlds. Helping out humanity as a whole with the last world being RWBY and I began explaining how the world was, and still is overrun by endless hoards of monsters.

And with that explanation, Samus leaned back a bit from the hug but still with her non-arm-canon arm holding my lower arm as she spoke, not blandly or anything negative. No, she simply stated as a simple fact like how water was in fact wet. "Then I shall come to help you then in your noble goal... I may be interested in helping other races beyond just humanity, but helping people is helping people and if the worlds you go to. Need a lot more hands-on help, then they will have my help as well." She said with finality.

That was the thing, Samus was the definition of wanderlust, or being a free bird. And while her claiming ourselves to be together was a major plus, she was obviously happy at the thought of joining in on the major conflicts I would inevitably sucked into.

So after that little moment Samus and I relaxed sitting together on the stone bench I made for myself to sit down upon and enjoy the seemingly rare bit of sunshine leaking through the jungle biome of Tallon IV. We just talked, getting to know one another better beyond the mission selves we had while on the job. "So beyond us both having a slightly mercenary nature, what do you do in your free time Samus," I asked idly.

Samus shrugged as she looked away from me and stared up into the clouds with a small smile before she spoke quietly. "I don't really have hobbies really... Been spending the last two years after killing Motherbrain hunting down all the Space Pirates in the galaxy to exterminate them."

My lips twitched at the thought of hunting an entire race to extinction but then again Space Pirates weren't anything remotely natural, as the entire race was entirely a weapon made by Mother Brain to act as its militant arm. "Need to get you a more chilled-out hobby. Maybe you can become friends with my teammates from Beacon, I know you will probably get along with Pyrrha and Ruby at least." I said smiling fondly at the memory of my teammates while wondering how Jeanne and Ruby were doing back home. I knew how Pyrrha and Weiss were doing very well as they sent pictures and videos through the Origin app services so I could see them even here...

"Actually if you would like, I can video call a member of my teammate if you would like to meet them?" I asked with a smile and Samus blinked, and after a moment of silence as something filled her mind she smiled, as she responded with a small smile.

"Here, come onto my ship so I can feel safe enough to take off my armor and we can talk to your friends more naturally than seeing me in my bulky armor." She said with a weird light in her eyes as she took my hand and all but pulled me into her ship.

Samus's armor removal was a work of art in of itself, as it cleanly popped open and expanded allowing her feet to catch where the armor was still solid in the groin area so she could step up out of the armor that had expanded to almost double its size and cracked open.

And of course, as Samus came out of the armor, she was left in her zero Suit, a synthetic tightly fitting body glove that could synch to both her armor and own nervous system so she could feel things on her armor like they were her own flesh so she didn't get claustrophobic and among other things like making sure she had good control over her hand, so she didn't crush someone else's hand in a handshake.

Oh and by the gods, did that body glove cling to her oh so delightfully to the eyes. I nodded giving a smile of obvious appreciation as Samus shook out her hair and then took off a hair band off her wrist to bind up her long tresses of blond hair into a ponytail. While Samus collected herself after getting out of her armor, I sent a message to my team members asking if any of them wanted to video chat with a new friend I had made.

Ruby was apparently busy with Yang having a cookout back in Patch, Pyrrha was busy learning how to sow with her mother apparently, Weiss was busy helping her sister do paperwork for the Schnee company with was having a meteoric rise due to YoRHa helping use better machines for mining and you know... No more slave labor in faunus's despite White's racist opinions on the subject.

Finally, though Jeanne sent a message that she would be happy to speak to my new friend, making me smile and feel relief at how she didn't make me look like a dumbass.

So as I pulled out my scroll and pulled it open so its holographic screen was at its' widest I stiffened as I felt Samus come up behind me and her large breasts push up into my back with her chin resting on my shoulder as the call connected.

Predatory blue eyes from Samus met the collected and observing blue eyes of Jeanne Arc creating a tense silence as I realized that Samus was trying to establish some kind of 'pecking' order.

But as though in response, Jeanne said with an off smile. "Jake is already part of our team's family."

Samus retorted quickly. "He touched upon my very soul and gave me aura."

That was the wrong retort as Jeanne grinned as she leaned in close to the camera to whisper. "And he touched mine deeper... Also, my boobs are bigger and you are too tall." And the call was shut off just as Jeanne looked at me and winked.

'Whelp Jeanne has claws from having seven other snippy sisters I guess.' I thought wryly as Samus's grip around my waist tightened in outrage.