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A Little Gift from ENCOM	By : RedeyedZombiekitten Category: S through Z > Tron: Legacy Views: 2298 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tron: Legacy, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 3: Reward

Every employee at ENCOM had a so called Memo Pad which they had to carry with them the whole day through. It was a personal, electronic object nearly in the size of a cell phone, and was mainly used to feed every employee quickly with important information regarding their work such as actualities, dates, advises, instructions etc which were updated daily by the superiors.
There was also an application included called Grid Access Account.
Through this app the superiors were handling the unique bonus system of offering Grid access. For every achievement of an employee that a superior considered as reward-worthy he could give away a “Grid Point”, which was filling one of five fields on this app's account. Once the whole account was full, the employee automatically had gained access to the Grid. She or he just had to make out a date with the Grid Operating Department so that they could arrange the transfer. And the collecting of Grid Points could begin all over again.

Judith’s account was full. The fields were blinking, invitingly.
She just had gained her last Grid Point from Dillinger. For the outstanding act of saving his ass…
She smiled, looking at her Memo Pad. Apart from truly deserving her last Grid Point, she seemed to get these points more easily and more often than ever…
Well… she wasn’t complaining. She would meet Darek again. For the second time now. She was excited. And she was in need…

Maybe tomorrow… She was thinking to herself, heading for the Grid Operating Department to clarify the date.

The next day.
Same dark blue room.
Darek was already there, leaning to one of the windows, looking over to her, waiting for her to approach. He had his suit opened down to his navel, entrancingly showing her his smooth, silk-like, shiny skin. His gaze, catching hers like a light in the dark, was pure temptation and his smile was promising the sweetest delights.
Everything about him was a delicious offer, a present for her to take, to enjoy, a delicacy to satisfy her hunger.

As she reached him she said, smiling in the corner of her mouth: “One day I have to go down there, I guess…” pointing to the Grid below.
“But that’s not today”, Darek replied, pulling her near for a sweet, hot welcome kiss. “We have better to do…” His breath in her ear, his tongue following.
Although a little distracted by his tickling caresses, she mentioned some new object in the room. In the back of it, almost hidden in the shadows.
“A bed?” she said, slightly surprised but yet amused.
Darek grinned. “Yes. I arranged this. For you.”
“How kind of you.”
Darek’s voice was low, soft, but with a little trace of a rough, dark tone underneath as he whispered: “Since my loving happens to make you so weak you can’t stand right on your legs, I thought it’s much more comfortable for you to have a place where you can rest, after. It’s much safer… For my intention is to make you even weaker this time… To love you until you can’t move a limb anymore…until you beg me to stop…”
He took her face in his hands, looking deep in her eyes, invading her with his fiery, desirous gaze, and she felt the two purple fingers of his right hand pulsing hot to her cheek as if in anticipation.
Her heartbeat grew faster, fluttering in her throat like a little wild bird, and somehow she didn’t know if it was in fear or in excitement.

After he had led her to the bed, a big, elliptic ocean of shiny blue sheets, he told her to lie down. And as she rested there, stretched out on the velvety softness, he placed his body upon hers, beginning to kiss her passionately while his hand was tracing the curves of her body.
She received his kiss longingly, responding to it, enjoying, tasting every lick, every stroke of his tongue as if quenching a thirst far too long burning.
“Did you have a hard day?” he breathed between two kisses while his hand was in her crotch, finding her most sensitive spots even through the material of her suit.
“Yes…” she responded, not really noticing what he was saying. He could have read her the stock market report instead.
“A long, hard workday…?” His kisses tickling along her throat.
“Yeah…”
“You earned yourself some relaxation, didn’t you…?” He opened her suit a little, only so far he could free her breasts from the tight clothing, stroking them gently as if touching a delicate precious.
“Oh yes…”
She felt his rough, slightly scratching cheeks in the valley between her breasts and his warm, wet kisses on her skin.
He went on to open her suit, his kisses following just behind by caressing every inch of freshly exposed skin.
Her suit lost its shape, gliding from her every body part, ending up lying under her like a silky blanket. And now entirely freed from it she spread her legs to his caresses assembling in her crotch. His head between her tensing thighs, her fingers clenched into his hair, she let his fervent licks make her reach her climax, more intense and satisfying she ever experienced it with this kind of caressing. So intense she had to scream out her lust to keep it from just bursting in her chest.
As the quivering of her body and her lustful moans had died away, Darek was bending over her again, grabbing her shoulder and urging her with gentle demand to turn around, to lie on her front side. And as she did he moved over her back, embracing her tight, his body heavy on hers. She felt his hot crotch pulsating against her backside, leaving her yearning for him to invade her.
“Want to try something new?” he whispered daringly on her neck.
“Oh yes… please…” she sighed, lust-drunken, and before she even had finished answering, his fingers had already began to caress body parts which weren’t supposed to be caressed. But it was so delightful, she didn’t care. And as he entered her, little by little, gentle and caring, she didn’t feel ashamed for one single second.
It was hot, breathtaking and way too intense to bear for a long time. Her fingers were grasping harshly into the blanket, her back bending to his pushes so slow and tender and stirring and reaching deep into her body, managing somehow to not hurt her, making her shudder from sizzling sensations with even the slightest move he made.
And as he wrapped one arm around her waist, reaching her lap with his hand, beginning to stroke her most sensitive spot along with the increasing rhythm of his intense, delightful thrusts, she let go, giving into the hot, quick orgasm he was forcing out of her body.

Her knees were still trembling, her shoulders shivering as she was lying on her back again, breathing fast, her heart pounding in her chest like crazy, while she was looking up to Darek; his eyes still glowing of hunger and promises and never fading energy.
He had his hip placed between her thighs, remaining like this for some moments without moving, just touching her, letting her feel, enjoy the hot, hard middle of his body pulsating against her sensitive flesh. Waiting for her to want him again, kissing her, caressing her wet skin, making her wanting him again.
Then he began to move a little. Slight, sweet, seductive moves. And Judith was bending her weakened legs in response, was wrapping them around his waist, inviting him to enter. And as he did she grabbed his hips in blissful delight, following, moving towards his thrusts.
And while his moves were getting more and more intense, were getting faster, hotter, were bringing her gradually to the edge of her climax, and she was looking at him, his face beautified with lust, she had one thought arising in her mind. Just one bitter-sweet thought: If it was only Ed making love to her... If it was only him and not a virtual surrogate.
And then there was light and rapture and sweetness flushing away every thought for those few seconds of absolute thoughtlessness, this little moment of heaven.

She had been sleeping. For a few moments only.
What a good idea … coming up with this bed. She was thinking as she woke up. Darek was still there, lying next to her, looking at her with a sweet and loving expression on his face, caressing her cheek, stroking her hair. She got lost in his eyes for some moments.
“Darek…” she spoke to him after a while. “Can I ask you one thing?”
He softly smiled. “You can ask me anything. ”
“Can you love? I mean, can you feel love?”
“I wasn’t programmed to feel love”, he responded. “I don’t know if love can be programmed at all. That’s a concept only you Users share. And even Users don’t seem to be able to explain this concept.” His smile was growing to a slight grin. “So why should they be able to virtualize love?”
Judith returned his smile, caressing his arm. “How right you are.”
“But I can show you as much love and affection you want”, Darek said, placing a kiss on her forehead.
“That’s not the same…”
“Why?” he replied, a little defiantly. “What’s the difference? I can give you more love and more time and more admiration, more devotion, any human being could ever give you. I’m able to do everything you want.”
“But it wouldn’t be real.”
“Nothing about me is real. But tell me: Does it feel unreal to you when we make love? Does it feel virtual when I touch you? When I kiss you?” In a gesture of demonstrating his hand was gliding down her body, caressing her while he was moving closer to her.
“No…” she had to admit, almost too distracted by his touching to speak further. “But… The difference is your own will. I want you to choose to love me. If you’re only doing what I want you to do, then you’re nothing but a slave.”
In a rushed move he shoved his body upon hers. “I’m not a slave”, he stated, neither angry nor upset, for he wasn’t programmed to show any negative emotion. But yet the sound of his voice was strangely dry.
“I can show you my own will if this is what you want.” He grabbed her wrists, fixing them over her head with one hand, forcing her legs to spread with the other one, then he shoved his hip between her thighs.
“Darek…” Judith said calmly. “Don’t you understand? You’re doing this because I want you to! You’re reading my mind, my wishes.”
“You never know… Maybe I have a will of my own. Maybe you should be afraid of me…” He grabbed one of her legs, wrapping it around his waist.
Judith’s hands were gliding from his shoulders to his neck and into the soft strands of his full hair, grasping gently into it. “No I’m not. You couldn’t ever harm me.”
“And how do you know…?” he asked, defiantly, teasingly, his tone a little rough, while he was increasing his forceful touch a little, breathing hot on her neck, licking it up and down.
“Because I think you’ve been created for me as a gift…”
“Is this so…?” His kisses were wandering towards her chest.
“Can you tell me?”
“I ‘m afraid, I can’t …”
Judith grabbed his head, forcing him to look at her: “Do you know anything about your creator?”
“No. All I know is how to please you,” he whispered, his circuitry changing from violet to dark purple.
“And this you know so well…” she sighed, wrapping her arms around him as he began to love her again.
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