Confessions

Van and Fiona tore themselves away from one another long enough to get back in the Liger and head back to the base. It was not unusual for the two of them to disappear for hours, or even weeks, at a time, but Fiona had complained on how cold it was getting. Van said it was merely because both of them were covered in sweat from their…strenuous activities. They had gone about three more times after the first, back to back nonstop.
Zeke took control of the Liger, and for good reason too since Van was a bit preoccupied with other things. Fiona was straddling his waist, grinding against him roughly. Van’s hands for some reason couldn’t stay still for long as they were on her hips, stabilizing her, on her shoulders and everywhere else. He frequently found himself staring into her chest, since her shirt was somewhere in the back. Fiona rode Van like a goddamn horse the entire time on the way back. Van had to commend her endurance. He knew of very few girls who could keep going like Fiona was.
Zeke pulled the Blade Liger into the hangar of the base about two or three hours later, although that didn’t seem to be enough time to satisfy Van and Fiona. They were still going at it but stopped when they saw Irvine and Moonbay waiting for them.
Fiona quickly jumped into the backseat to throw her shirt on quickly, while Van tried his best to make himself look decent, he was quite ruffled, if you catch my drift. Looking some level of calm, the two jumped out of the Blade Liger and greeted Irvine and Moonbay. Van waved at them, a wide smile on his face. Maybe a little too wide…
“So you guys finally did it? I’m so proud of you!” said Irvine sarcastically, causing the guilty part to look…well guilty. Irvine and Moonbay laughed.
“How did you know?” asked Fiona nervously. Moonbay regained some sense long enough to answer her.
“Well, besides that fact that you just admitted it yourselves, people who have just had sex for the first time are usually slightly giddy, the walk a little funny, they stand a bit closer together than they would normally do, and they seem to…glow, for lack of a better term. And let me be the first to say that both of you are damn RADIANT. The only person that could miss that would be…Thomas!” Van looked around suspiciously.
“Yeah, where is Thomas anyway?”
“Looking around for his ‘darling Fiona’. I swear if I hear him say it one more time…”
“Fiona! My darling! Where have you been?!” came the cry. All of them looked fairly disgusted.
“Right on time too,” muttered Van and Fiona together as Thomas came up to them, his nose impossibly high in the air and his chest stuck out. Fiona barely contained her inner urge to cringe and instead smiled slightly at him.
“Hello to you too Thomas, you damned little cretin,” she muttered the last part under her breath but Thomas was smiling so widely and so focused on Fiona that he didn’t notice. Van looked about two seconds away for giving Thomas that ass-whippin’ that he always deserved. Not that Fiona was going to stop him this time either.
“Ah my darling Fiona!” A stress vein appeared on Irvine’s forehead right on cue. “I have been looking everywhere for you! Where have you been?” Fiona rolled her eyes and stepped closer to Van, taking his hand and intertwining their fingers.
“With Van. He just took me to the ruins where he found me at. Today is our…anniversary.” She smiled a forcibly sweet smile at Thomas. His face faulted but he fixed it quickly.
“But so long? I missed you.” Van made a slight gagging noise that he quickly turned into a cough.
“Well, I fell asleep and Van here didn’t have the heart to wake me up, did you Van?” Now Fiona turned her gaze up to Van, and her smile was not a bit forced. Van grinned back at her, his love radiating out of his eyes in waves.
“Nope, you looked to peaceful and content. Plus, the ruins are far away.”
“Where?” Thomas demanded angrily. Van shot him a look.
“You don’t need to know Thomas. Not even Irvine and Moonbay know where the ruins are. No one knows, except me, Fiona and Zeke. And that’s how it’s going to stay,” said Van both forcefully and angrily. Thomas rolled his eyes.
“Yeah whatever, hey wait a minute.” His eyes were trained on their hands and then… “Fiona, why is there blood on your leg and what is that smell?” Thomas waved his hand in front of nose as he pulled away from Van and Fiona. “Eww! You two reek of sweat!!” Irvine and Moonbay shot each other looks and burst out laughing. Van and Fiona just blushed slightly. Thomas looked at each other them, trying to piece everything together. Then it hit him like a rampaging Dibison.
“VAN!! YOU JERK!! YOU RAPED FIONA!!!!” Thomas declared, pointing his finger accusingly at him. Van looked at the finger in his face, raised an eyebrow, and started to laugh as well. Fiona just shook her head.
“Ha HA! Yeah right Thomas! Just because YOU would rape her without a second thought doesn’t mean I would!” replied Van. “Fiona let me!” Thomas’ face grew very red and it looked almost as if he was going to burst. With an angry roar, Thomas reached forward and pulled Fiona away from Van, who was too busy laughing to stop him.
“You INSULENT CUR!! How DARE you touch MY Fiona!!!”

Now as we all should well know, Van and Fiona have liked one another since Van first defeated Raven. And we should all forgive Thomas for his OBVIOUS STUPIDIDTY but damn if Van was.

All cheeriness was gone from his face in an instant, replaced with that serious face he usually wore when he was fighting. Van took a few deep breaths and became very calm. The world’s BIGGEST RED LIGHT.
“Now Thomas, I’m going to be very reasonable. Let Fiona go, you’re hurting her.” Indeed, Thomas’ grip on Fiona’s arm was causing marks and she was already wincing in pain.
“Thomas let me go,” said Fiona, trying to pull away from him. But if anything, Thomas held on tighter.
“No, no! He’s not going to hurt you anymore Fiona. Don’t worry, I’m here now.” (A/N EVERYBODY NOW! ROLL YOU EYES!! THANK YOU!)
“Thomas! He didn’t hurt me, YOU ARE!!” and that did it for Van. He could put up with Thomas’ endless passes at Fiona, his constant unwanted presence, hell even a touch or two on Fiona once a few blue moons. But he was damned sure that he wasn’t going to let Thomas hurt Fiona.
With speed that rivaled Shadow, the fastest of all the organoids in existence, Van was in front of Thomas and had decked him straight in the jaw. Thomas’s grip on Fiona broke immediately and Van quickly inspected Fiona’s arm. There were red marks going all the way around her upper arm. Van took her face in his hands and kissed her. Unfortunately, Thomas had gotten to his feet by this time and had witnessed the kiss. He ran forward to break it up but both Irvine and Moonbay barred his way.
“Get the hell out of my way you jerks!” he roared. Irvine had a very sinister smile on his face.
“You know, I’ve been waiting a long time for this day.” Thomas reached back, brought his fist forward and landed it right on Thomas’ nose. There was a sickening crunch as Thomas’ nose broke under the pressure. He staggered back, clutching his battered nose tightly screaming, “You broke my nose! You broke my nose!” Irvine rolled his eyes, as did Moonbay.
“Yeah, I’m kinda guessin’ that that was the point,” said Moonbay. “You’ve screwed up a lot of things Thomas, but I will PERSONALLY make sure that you don’t screw up this. You have five seconds to remove yourself from my sight. 1…2…3…” but Thomas was already gone, vowing revenge or something to that effect under his breath. Irvine and Moonbay congratulated each other on a job well done. They both turned back to Van and Fiona, only to find them gone. Thomas rubbed the back on his head.
“Wonder where they went.” His only answer was Moonbay’s shrug.

Van guided Fiona into his room and sat her down on his bed, taking off her shirt as he went. Fiona didn’t protest.
“Come on, let me see.” Fiona held out her arm for him, noticing his gentle touch.
“Alright, it’s not that bad, just a little mark. Why don’t you go ahead and take a shower?” She nodded and Van was rewarded with the excellent sight of her rear end. He grinned to himself before taking a stretch. Fiona really did tire him out. And yet still he was ready for more. Fiona poked her head out of the bathroom door.
“Hey Van? Care to join me?” Van grinned at her and was about to when the intercom in his room went off.
“Flyheight? O’ Connell here. Report to my office now.” Van looked up at the device in surprise.
“Well, I’ll have to take a rain-check on that one Fiona. I’ll go see what he wants.”
“Alright Van. I’ll just wait.” She grinned devilishly.
“As I had hoped you would.” Van walked out the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. It wasn’t until he had turned the corner that a shadowy figure slipped into the open door.

Van continued on his way, wondering what O’ Connell wanted with him. Thinking about O’ Connell forced Van to think about Herman, since the pair were always together. Van stopped dead in his tracks.
“Wait! Isn’t Herman at the capital visiting his mother? And isn’t O’ Connell with him…SHIT!” Van turned around and ran for all he was worth back to him room, a sudden sensation of danger filling his mind.

The figure that had entered the room after Van now peeked into the bathroom, where Fiona stood naked in the shower, letting the warm water flow over her body. He was entranced by her body, what he could see anyway since her back was to him. Feeling this as good a time as any, the man took off his clothes and entered the shower with Fiona, covering her eyes with his hands. Fiona gasped.
“Van!” she complained, feeling something hard jab her in the middle of her back. Fiona was about to relax into the man’s arms when a sudden thought emerged in her mind.
Van isn’t this tall…NO! Fiona pulled away from the man’s touch quickly before he could stop her and grabbed a nearby towel.
“Thomas?! Get the hell away from me!” shouted Fiona, wishing that Van or Moonbay or Irvine were here right now. Thomas spread his arms out, a dazed look in his eyes.
“Aw come on Fiona my love. You know you want to experience a real man unlike Flyheight.” Fiona moved away until her back hit the wall. A surge of panic hit her hard.
“No! I’m not yours! I belong to Van! Get away from me Thomas!” In her mind Fiona kept calling Van over and over, begging him to appear. And by some stroke of luck, Thomas was suddenly gone from her sight. Fiona walked forward carefully and then smiled in joy and relief as she saw Van’s back to her and Thomas pulling himself to his feet.
“You know Thomas, I can take a lot of shit from you but this time you’ve gone a bit too far!” shouted Van as he leaned down and began raining punches down on Thomas. For a long and painful ten seconds, all logic left Van completely and all that existed was one objective. HURT THOMAS. In those ten seconds, Van placed hell on Thomas, hitting him everywhere he could. Punches, fists, kicks, feet, knees, all fast, all furious, all powerful. Thomas attempted to defend himself but every time he moved to protect one spot, he only revealed another spot for Van to exploit.
The ten seconds passed and Thomas fell back to the ground, twitching occasionally. Van had targeting his solar plexus in particular and if you hit the spot hard enough it will paralyze the victim’s respiratory system for a few moments but Thomas had been hit there far more than once. It was a good thing that Thomas fell as well. That act alone might have just saved his life; cause if Thomas had not fallen, Van would have kept pounding until he got tired or until Fiona or someone else stopped him. Either way, it would have been no small amount of time. Irvine, Moonbay, and a few security guards rushed into the room and observed the scene before them.
Thomas on the ground, naked, battered, bruised, bloody, and beaten, Van standing over him, panting slightly with red knuckles and Fiona hiding in the shower covering herself with a towel. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what happened and so the guards walked forward, grabbed Thomas under each shoulder and hefted him to his feet. His head lobbed forward, proof enough that he still couldn’t breathe, but now one paid too much attention to that. Moonbay walked forward, placed a comforting hand on Fiona’s shoulder and began kicking Thomas’ clothes out the door. Irvine grinned at them and said, “This has been the happiest day of my life.” Van and Fiona grinned back at him and he closed the door.
Van let out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding and turned to Fiona, dragging a finger down her face.
“You okay?” he asked quietly, pressing their foreheads together. She nodded against him.
“Yeah, I realized it was him before he could do anything.” Van smiled.
“I’m glad you know me well enough to pick my body from anyone else’s.”
“Nah, Thomas was just too tall. You’re about my height anyway. But I don’t like you like this.” Van stared into her eyes, a look of confusion on his face.
“Like what?” Fiona didn’t answer him and instead began pulling off his clothes.
“Dressed. It doesn’t suit you.” Van caught her meaning quickly and helped her in removing his clothes. Fiona dropped her towel to the floor and kissed Van passionately, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding him tightly around the neck. Van wasted no time and entered the bathroom, kicking the door closed as he did and locking it. Since Fiona had never turned off the shower, the room was very steamy and that was only increased as Van had closed the door.
He preceded to enter the shower, his movements not slowed by her added weight. His hands wandered everywhere on, over and in her, eliciting moans and groans from her. Fiona let go of him, sliding her tongue down his body as she dropped to her knee, grinning up at him mischievously. With her eyes on him, she took his length in her mouth, deep throating him. Van’s eyes rolled back in ecstasy and he thrust himself deeper within her mouth. Fiona obliged him easily and brought him to the edge of an orgasm before pulling away. Van whined like a dog.
“Fiona,” he groaned. He had been so close too. But Fiona was not one too keep her love waiting.
“Quit whimpering Van. I’ve only just begun.” In truth, Van had dominated their first, second, third, fourth, fifth (you get the point now don’t you? They’re horny ass rabbits on speed) Fiona guided Van and then impaled herself with him. Both of them gasped out loud before Van went to work. He pushed Fiona up against a wall and began pumping in her slowly and easily. It shocked him how quickly and effortlessly they fell into the same rhythm. Their bodies were perfectly aligned with the other, their hearts beat the same way and the same time. It didn’t take long for Fiona to tip Van over the edge and into his orgasm and vice-versa. The two lay panting and staring at each other when someone began to pound on the door.
Van growled under his breath before snapping, “WHAT?!”
“Sorry to disturb the two of you but we just got a message from Commander Herman that when he returns, there is to be a trial on Thomas’s conduct and the two of you are to act as witnesses,” came the reply and they recognized it as Irvine. Van rolled his eyes.
“And that just had to be told to us NOW?!”
“Of course. That and I wanted to bother you. Well job done. Bye you two and stop wasting all the hot water!” If it had been possible, Van would have thrown something at this friend. But Fiona only giggled.
“Don’t you turn on me too.” She stopped and kissed him.
“I wasn’t. But he is right.”
“I don’t care. I like you in this position.”
“Well, it isn’t urgent that we get out is it?”
“Nope.”