It was as I was leaving that Epsilon passed me. I was going to greet him when he started to grope my ass. "Nice. Sleek and slender. Almost feminine, wouldn't you say?" he said with a cocky smirk. That was rich coming from the twink groping me. "I--" was all I said before he cut me off. "No, don't answer, you'd only disagree with me-- I'll let your body to the talking for yourself!" he interrupted. With that last remark of his, Epsilon drew out his arm and slapped my rear. A sharp pain, mixed with surprise, shot through my whole body."Eep!" Epsilon simply smirked at his submissive squeal. "Oh yeah...we got a girlie here alright!" The flaps of my round jet exhaust circling it expanded and contracted, nervously dancing to the tune of my fear. He felt another hand upon his thigh, sliding and touching his ass, fingers stroking between where his exhaust nestled atop bare cheeks. "You won't get away with this shit. I'll report you!" I barked. This was a danger that I had only read about in books. Still feeling me up, he grunted. I bet that he could tell what I was thinking now. He had other designs for me.
My assaulter said "Oh, go ahead and scream. Makes it more fun for me!" Prodding at my asscrack, Epsilon's fat fingers made their way south, prying apart the clenched cheeks to reveal the thin string of my jockstrap. Curling in under the jet exhaust, he found room for three fingers, enough to keep the overhanging exhaust from obscuring his true prize. My hole. "Don't you dare, or I'll blast you!" I hissed at him. The familiar whine filled the room as my take-off procedures kicked in. The rush of superheated air bellowed from the engines inside me -- directed away from his ankle-jets and instead pushed through his single central exhaust. Tongues of orange and red streamed forth, causing Epsilon to recoil. He had to jump back to avoid the flames. "Call yourself a warrior!? Disgraceful, we're on the same side and you're cowering in fear like some baby animal." he snapped with hatred reflected in his visor. "Fuck off! It's not my role to be your bitch!" I yelled. P01- Gamma and Delta heard all of the commotion and came over. "What happened!?" Delta asked. Epsilon huffed and walked off.
Now, I had an enemy. I was not going to let this shit stand. The white and blue jet was going down. When things like this happened, you needed to network with others in the area and make good allies. Gamma and Delta were in my series of prototype. As that was the case, they were the ones that would be easiest to get on my side. This was important. "Listen to me. I need to tell you something." I said to them. They nodded and waited. When they were told about what happened, they looked confused at me. "Why would he make a pass at you? There are other females in the base to breed with if he wanted." Delta wondered out loud. Gamma nodded and added "What is his beef with you, Alpha? I know you haven't done anything to him!" I also had no clue what would have warranted something like this. "No, I haven't done anything to him. That's not even what's important though, because it's how all of this looks to me that decides my next course of action." I said firmly. It was now up to me to defend myself if he was alone in the same room as me. Gamma and Delta would have my back.
