FIC: Greased Lightning [Gundam 00, Christina x Lichty]
Title: Greased Lightning
Author: Omnicat v''v
Rating: MA
Genre: Smut, Humor
Spoilers & Desirable Foreknowledge: Up to S1 ep 24.
Warnings: Lemon, creative use of electricity, cyborg anatomy... lack of regard for human anatomy?
Pairings: Christina Sierra x Lichtendahl Tsery
Soundtrack: ‘Greased Lightning’, what else!
Disclaimer: I hold no rights to Gundam 00 and make no profit by writing fanfiction about it. This story is entirely fictional and does not represent my personal opinion on the subject matter. If anything depicted in it goes against your laws, don’t try it at home.
Summary: Christina x Lichty - "Quiet, someone might walk in on us."
Author’s Note: This was originally a Felt x Lichty crack piece, but I decided Christina deserved it more, all things considering. (I've already paired Felt up with lots of other guys, anyway.) You'll forgive me for the disregard for canon for such a good cause, won't you? ;) Sorry for abusing innocent musical lyrics, but the guy’s a cyborg. A fandom that does not take advantage of such a fact would be EPIC FAIL.
Greased Lightning
"Chris, quiet, someone might walk in on us."
Easy for him to say. He wasn’t the one with a velvet encased steel rod stuck up his nether regions, or the one being electrocuted from the inside out.
Oh, wait. That Lichty was.
Still, it wasn’t the same for the one generating the current as it was for the recepient.
If it was, he should never have been able to form such a coherent sentence.
"Ah - ah - ah - ngggg." Christina muffled her scream with a mouthful of his jacket and dug her nails into his shoulders as her entire body convulsed from the force of his thrusts and the charges coursing through her. Lichtendahl, in turn, gripped her hips tightly enough to bruise and pumped into her with gritted teeth.
Christina’s mind was reeling from the shocks, both recent and current, emotional and physical. Allelujah having been genetically engineered until his body was nearly indesctructable, Tieria being capable of interfacing directly with Veda, and now Lichty doing this. If Celestial Being´s youngest, most innocent member hadn’t been best friends with a talking orange ball, she might have been a little spooked by all the secrets lurking beneath her comrades’ skins.
Okay, it probably would have still creeped the heck out of her to suddenly see her fellow crewmember spout wires from his navel (no wonder he always wore that silly bodysuit at Wang Liu Mei’s mansion!), if it wasn’t for the fact that those wires had wrapped themselves around her tighs and breasts and had started zapping her into blissful oblivion. Lichtendahl’s cock - normal on the outside, but Christina would be damned if it was normal for any part of a man’s anatomy to vibrate - had silenced even the tiny scientific prodigy lurking in the back of her mind that had wanted to panic at the thought of electricity! Ai eek ouch!
"I’m coming, I’m coming!" Lichty shouted suddenly, in complete disregard of his own warnings. He drove his hips upward and instead of spurting a hot trail of semen into her, he crackled, tiny blue sparks racing along the wires wrapped around her and the protrudent veins in his hands and neck and dancing in the static mess of their hair.
Christina’s head snapped back and her spine arched like a bow, a hoarse cry tearing from her throat. All her muscles cramped and clenched on their own accord, her inner walls squeezing around Lichty’s cock, her knees around his hips, her ankles knocking painfully against the armrests of Sumeragi’s chair, her hands yanking at her own hair as the electric extacy exploded her insides.
The world went black for a moment, and when the darkness lifted from her mind it took a while for her head to stop spinning and control of her limbs to come back. Then she carefully extricated herself from Lichty, who was sprawled in the chair with his eyes closed, breathing shallowly, and his myriad appendages.
"Lichty? Lichty are you okay?" she tapped his cheek worriedly.
"’Malright." he mumbled, his eyes fluttering open. He smiled at her tiredly. "Just think I went a little overboard. I haven’t done this in a long time."
"It was amazing." Christina said breathlessly, staring at him with wide, adoring eyes. "Can we do it again?"
Lichtendahl blinked. "Eh, sorry, I don’t think I can do that. Wouldn’t be healthy for either of us."
Christina resisted the urge to pout. "Do you need to recharge or something?"
"Something like that, yeah."
"When will you be ready again?" she asked promptly.
Lichtendahl stared at her in something akin to horror. "Oh my God, I’ve created a monster."
PSAN: Go greased lightning, nanana na nanananaaa... okay, I’ll shut up now.