Pit had agreed to this training match without really thinking too much about it. It hadn't helped that when Samus had first approached him, she was wearing her Varia suit. He knows, of course, that the woman in that impressive and intimidating mechanized armor is beautiful, but she's just so cool and imposing within it that it's easy to not think about it. So, imagine his surprise showing up at their sparring location and finding her in her zero suit instead. The tight, form fitting light blue suit is always eye-catching, not just because of Samus' build, either.
That is, quite naturally, a bit part of it… but the futuristic suit is just something that draws the angel's attention, especially with how accustomed he is to entirely different fashions. Seeing something so futuristic and so tight fitting is always a bit hard for him, when he's more used to flowing tunics and pure white clothing.
"Glad you made it," Samus says, preparing to fight immediately. The bounty hunter isn't exactly rude, but she's always been no-nonsense, especially when it comes to something like sparring. This is all about honing their skills and improving, so it's natural she would want to get right into things. Waiting around or making small talk doesn't really suit someone like her, and Pit has no choice but to try and snap out of the way his gaze is drawn to her.
It's not all that difficult, not when she begins somersaulting around the arena, jumping and launching herself into kicks and fierce attacks. He's left on the defensive immediately, able to hold his own but struggling to keep up all the same. As someone used to taking on hordes of evil, he should be more prepared for one human! But that's not as easily said as done when it comes to someone as talented as Samus Aran. The bounty hunter has countless experience of her own, and even without the boost in strength that comes from an armor like the Varia Suit, it doesn't really change the fact that she can keep up with someone like Pit easily enough.
Especially when he just can't seem to focus. Each time she gets close, he is left with better views of her body, and when the two lock in against one another for a grapple or blocking one another's attacks, he swears he can even faintly smell her. Everything about this, the way Samus moves and fights, the way her scent grows stronger the more she sweats… it's all getting to Pit more and more. As an angel, he would like to think he could do better about something like this!
He can practically hear Lady Palutena chastising him for being so distracted in a fight, even if it just a sparring match… and it's not like he could argue with her! Pit is not putting on the best show in the world, but the more they fight the more excited he's getting. It's not easy for him to keep his wits about him, and Samus just keeps pushing him back, as if she can sense just how distracted he is. Finally, after another exchange of blows that leaves Pit on the back foot, panting and barely able to block her, she stops and relaxes a bit.
"Mm, you don't seem to be fighting at your best today, angel," Samus says, crossing her arms as she looks at him. "What's going on?"
"Nothing!" he says, quickly, his face flushing a brighter red now that she's calling him out for it. It was bad enough that he was even letting himself be this distracted in the first place. But having the one he's meant to be sparring, the one who reached out to him for this match in the first place and thought he would make for a good opponent now calling him out for being so distracted? It's not easy, not in the least!
"Is that so? So you always battle like this, then? Unable to make a move because you won't stop staring at your opponent?" Samus asks, placing her hands on her hips as she looks down at the angel. "I can't imagine that's true. You wouldn't have a reputation for solid fights if that were the case."
"Ah, well, I… I guess I am a bit distracted today," he admits, looking away from her. "But we can keep going!"
While he does start to grip his weapon, about to try and swing at her and get the fight going once more, the look she shoots him shuts that down immediately.
"I'm not really interested in wasting my time with a fight like this," she says, plainly. "It's not that I don't think you're good, I can just tell you're not giving this your best. So, tell me. What is it? I don't really want to sit around and try and figure you out when we could be practicing."
"Ah, fine, it's just… I get a bit distracted, because, um… well, I'm not used to fighting someone so…" Pit starts, then groans, unable to go on.
"It's not the fact that I'm a woman, is it? I promise, that kind of thinking is going to lead you down some bad paths," Samus responds.
"No! Not that! Well, not really that, but I guess not not that, either?" Pit responds, getting more flustered. "It's the suit! You… look really good, okay?"
Samus stops, her expression shifting from one of slight anger to one of amusement.
"Oh, is that right? You're not used to seeing a woman dress this way, is that it?" Samus asks, watching as Pit nods. "Well, that's understandable, I suppose. That goddess you always spend time with, she does dress quite differently from me. But you know, this suit is more about function and practicality than looks."
"I know… but it does still look amazing on you! I mean, you have a really nice body, I can tell you train really hard and fight hard, too," Pit answers, and Samus laughs.
"Is that right? Well, if I'm distracting you so much, I guess it only makes sense that I should be the one to do something about it, right?" she asks, stepping closer to the angel. Her movements are fluid, languid, her steps seeming so perfectly natural even while showing off her body that much more.
Pit is left staring, gawking at the way her hips move, at the incredible sight of her legs… and he can feel the barely contained desires that have been boiling up within him growing that much hotter. It doesn't take much more before he can feel it, his excitement, straining hard against the shorts beneath his tunic. As for Samus, she is seeing this as a mission of sorts.
She's caused Pit to feel this way, to be so distracted that he can't spar with her… and seeing as she already picked out a partner for the day and went to the trouble of lining up a place for their sparring match, there's really no sense in her letting this chance pass her by. Why should she, when she could have a fair bit of fun working to ease this tension and get them back on track?
"Don't look so nervous," she says, once she reaches him, placing a hand on his chest and looking down into his eyes. "You don't have to worry. If you're getting so distracted just being around a woman, it's likely that you're just a bit pent up. Right?"
"Ah… 'pent up?'" Pit asks. He's inexperienced, that much is obvious, and Samus laughs.
"Worse than I thought, then," she says, as she slides her hand down, soon finding the growing bulge beneath his shorts and cupping it with her hand. The angel balks, shuddering and letting out a gasp of shock as her hand closes down around him. "But you are so very eager, aren't you?"
"W-woah, hey, that's…" Pit starts, but Samus is already moving, working her hand around his bulge and feeling him up.
"Don't worry. If you're this pent up, it's not going to take long at all," she says, her voice low, a bit seductive. "You don't need to be nervous. You're in good hands, angel."
"Good hands," he echoes, as she begins to move, working to stroke him off through his shorts, smirking at him all the while. He can't help but lose himself to her touch, especially with how good her hand feels. Even through all the fabric between them, he can feel her warmth, and it's especially distracting. He doesn't know how long this moment between them lasts, with her pressed close, her hand sliding up and down his length, but he can feel that growing sensation within him getting all the more intense with each passing moment, with each stroke of her hand.
When Samus moves things along, dropping to her knees to work his cock free, she chuckles.
"Mm, you know, you're bigger than you look like you'd be," she comments, once his cock is out in the open. It's true that Pit is packing, far more than one would guess from looking at the angel. He does still have some growing to do, but it would seem that his cock is already finished, with how big he's gotten. "You know, I could have a lot of fun with you."
As she says this, Samus places her fingertip against the tip, pressing down and watching as his cock bounces right back up. Pit whimpers, looking away, his face bright red by now from the way she's talking and touching him. She laughs again, taking hold of his shaft and beginning to stroke him off once more.
"You can look at me while I work, you know. It won't do for you to miss the show," Samus says, and Pit nods, trying to force himself to look at her. Seeing the look in her eyes, the way she gazes up at him while she strokes him off, it's making it that much harder to handle all these whirling sensations within him.
This feeling is incredible! How did Pit never know he could feel this good? Sure, he's had… thoughts. Desires. He's been around women that have gotten him all worked up, and by instinct he had kind of learned that touching himself could help a bit… but he hadn't really followed through on that kind of thing or ever really let it go far enough for him to reach climax on his own.
He hadn't known what he was doing, and for all her wisdom, it's not like Palutena had really taken it upon herself to try and teach the captain of her guard such things as masturbation. That was a private act, not at all fitting for a goddess to teach one of her subjects about… so that has left a bit of a gap in ways for Pit to really care for his needs. Those desires now all bubble up to the surface, with Samus taking matters into her far more experienced hands.
She's no stranger to pleasure, of course, and she puts it to good use teaching this angel what he can feel. She leans in closer, planting her lips against the head of his eager cock while she keeps stroking him off. He shudders at the feeling of her soft, warm lips, the way they move along the head of his cock when she parts them and begins to lightly bob her head along just the tip.
She pulls back, chuckling as she looks up at him. He's unable to keep quiet, panting and moaning a bit from her efforts, his face absolutely deliciously lost in pleasure. She can't help but giggle, watching the way the angel is going to pieces from her slightest efforts.
"Oh, you really don't know a thing, do you?" she asks, before taking hold of the base of his cock and leaning in once more. This time, she's not just teasing or toying with him. Once she's got him in her mouth, Samus pushes down further, lower, working until she's taken three fourths of his impressive length. She could go deeper, but Pit lets out a sharp hiss of air, unable to think with the way her mouth and throat feel around his cock.
Samus pulls back, letting him relax for just a second before she pushes back down, soon falling into a cycle that she can repeat, pushing him then easing back, making it hard for him to think or even breathe. She's doing a number on him, and while Pit is doing his best to try and focus, it's not going well for him. Samus is incredible, and the more she works him over, the further she pushes herself down, the harder it is for Pit to take it.
He didn't even know that he could feel this good, didn't know that someone could bring him such intense pleasure so easily. He can't stop himself from sliding deeper into it, from feeling her efforts push him further and further. It's too much for him to bear, and whimpers and moans slip past his lips occasionally, showing just how far gone he is. It's not easy for him to take this, not at all easy for him to try and focus in the face of all Samus is doing to him.
As he grows more used to the pleasure, never so much so that he can stop the noises slipping out of him, he finds it that much harder to control himself. His hand moves to the back of Samus' head, grabbing her by her ponytail. She hums around his cock as his grip tightens, and the angel begins to buck his hips, fucking her face. She moans around him, eyes widening then relaxing by the way he's taking charge. He grunts, as he picks up the pace, pushing deeper so his cock is sliding down her tight throat.
She moans around him, placing her hands on his thighs, holding herself steady as he pumps his hips and rams his cock down her throat. He's lost himself in his desires, something Samus hadn't quite counted on, but also doesn't mind. She doesn't dislike this feeling, the way he can use her and push her, the way Pit can be so lost in desire that his usually kind nature gives way to a bit of brutality.
Samus doesn't fight back against him, she doesn't resist him at all, instead letting him take charge and push her as hard as he wants to. As someone who has been in peril time and time again, always managing to come out on top, always getting her missions done… it's not like she minds a guy like Pit getting a little rough. She can take it. She can take it, and push back when she has to. But for now she's just letting him have his way, letting his cock ram down her throat, letting him push and push while she does what she can to add to his pleasure.
Her tongue rubs against the underside of his cock, and her moans add to the growing desires that build higher and higher within the needy angel. Pit might not have known how badly he needed this, he might not have been prepared for the desires that she could awaken within him, but that doesn't mean he's going to try and move away from them, either. No, he's going to take this, going to try and feel as much pleasure as Samus is willing to give him. He embraces this side of him relatively easy, something that is made a bit simpler by just how intensely his pleasure warps his thoughts.
"So good, you're so good," he begins to whimper out, praising Samus even as he fucks her throat. Even her well trained endurance is starting to falter a bit, with the difficulty breathing that comes from having someone's cock sliding down your throat time and time again. Samus is not afraid, though. She knows Pit would not push her too far, she knows that he probably can't push her further than she can take, even if he wanted to. And in fact, part of her relishes in this treatment, enjoying it a fair bit more than she would admit.
She can feel him getting closer and closer to the edge in his reckless thrusting, unable to stop himself, unable to keep control of his movements. She doesn't stop him, doesn't try to push him back or slow him down. She allows him to go all out, that tight grip on her ponytail not faltering at all as he rams his way down her throat over and over again.
Pit grunts from the effort with each rough thrust, finding that something is coming over him, building higher within him. He doesn't know what it is, doesn't know what this feeling could mean, but that doesn't stop him from succumbing to it all the same. His cock begins to buck and twitch, even nestled deep within the tight heat of Samus' throat. He can't stop it, and he finds himself slipping into climax all too easily. When he begins to lose himself, the heat of his seed flooding into her mouth, down her throat, Samus doesn't hesitate to take it all.
She's not afraid of what he can do to her, not afraid of letting him unleash his desires upon her. She takes it all, and once Pit finally pulls back, she breathes. He's still not done, a bit more of his come rushing out of her in a thick rope that lands across her face, and Samus gasps as she feels that heat hitting her. She's left panting to catch her breath, looking up at Pit as he stands over her. He's more than a little breathless himself, and places a hand on the back of his neck, grinning sheepishly.
"Ah, s-sorry, I got kind of carried away there," he admits, as he looks away from the sight of the woman who offered to help him take care of these issues now covered in his come. He didn't know he could come that much, that hard, didn't even really know all that much about the very concept… and now Samus has pushed him into climax and is covered in his seed.
"Don't apologize," she says, once she's caught her breath enough to speak. "You did well. Especially considering that was your first time."
"It… yeah, I didn't know anything about this kind of thing," he admits, blushing a little deeper. Samus laughs, pushing up onto her legs, feeling her strength returning to her. The young angel is innocent, and for some reason, that's turning her on almost as much as how rough he got with her. She can feel the damp heat of her arousal, glad that her zero suit hides it rather well.
"You're adorable, do you know that?" she murmurs, as she places a hand on his head, pushing some of his damp hair, wet with his sweat from fucking her face so roughly, out of his face.
"No way," Pit corrects her, shaking his head, but Samus is far from done with him.
"Mm, well, this part of you isn't quite so cute," she says, as she takes his still-hard cock in hand. He's every bit as hard for her as he was before he came, and Samus can only wonder how much stamina the angel has. Surely he's able to keep going for some time, if he's not even faltering now that she's pushed him into climax for the first time.
And with how much he came for her, all the heat she can feel in her stomach? It's a bit shocking, to say the least. It was as if Pit's body had been desperate for this, needing it, craving it, and the relief that Samus offered was just perfect. Now that he's had a taste, however, there's still some lingering desires within Pit. Samus is not going to be able to stop until he's satisfied, if she wants to get back to sparring with him.
With that in mind, she decides to bait him. She turns away from him, placing her hands against the wall and looking back over her shoulder at her target. She bends further forward, keeping her feet in place but bending so she's pressing herself against the wall, presenting her ass to the angel. Pit, of course, can't help but gawk. He might have had his climax, and some relief with it, but the passion that he feels in this moment has hardly waned. Seeing her like this, showing off her impressive body for him, he can't help but move in closer. Samus knows he won't be able to resist her, in fact, she's counting on it.
With a slight smirk, she begins to move, working her hips from side to side, showing off her ass in the tight blue material of her zero suit. Pit can't help himself, pressing his hands against her the moment he reaches her. His fingers dig into the firm warmth of her toned ass, feeling how perfectly sculpted her body is. She's as wonderful as a statue, made with love and care to be the ideal human form… but she's real, a living breathing woman. Pit can't help himself, he squeezes harder into her ass, groping her with all he's got and soon pressing in against her.
"You can't resist at all, can you?" Samus teases, as she feels his cock rubbing against her. It doesn't take him very long to begin bucking into her, holding onto her hips as he grinds his cock against her ass.
"No, I can't," Pit openly admits, seeing no reason to try and hide from the truth. It's something he's a bit ashamed of, but at the same time, the pleasure she offers is so intense he can't exactly hide from it. She just leaves him wanting more, and the feeling of that tight material between her and him, the heat of her body that still radiates out through it, it leaves Pit desperate for more. It feels so good, her body is amazing, and Pit can't stop ramming against her.
At one point, he misses in one of his thrusts, his cock sliding between her legs instead, the head rubbing into the slight bulge of her cunt, feeling the heat of her all the more intensely. Samus moans out, pushing down against his cock, and suddenly, Pit is thrusting between her thighs instead. They are toned and firm, and Samus even squeezes down against him a bit for added pleasure.
He can't stop himself from moving, falling into a frantic pace, bucking wildly between her legs as he loses all control of himself. He doesn't know how she can feel this good, how her body can be such an intense and all consuming temptation, but he doesn't aim on stopping any time soon. He wants to just bask in this feeling, to allow her body to drive him deeper and deeper into his passionate desires. He knows this is all building to a head, to a climax that is going to hit him even harder than the last, and yet he has almost no control over himself.
Pit is lost in his lust, in feelings he didn't even know he had. Samus is driving him deeper and deeper into this lust, his guide, the one showing him how good he can feel. She's pleased by his progress, as well, getting more and more into this herself, enjoying the passion he has so clearly on display for her. She didn't know he would fall into this so easily, didn't know he would be this fun to play with. In fact, she had more or less expected him to come easily and then be done, ready to fight her.
She had not expected a battle like this, someone being so needy that he could last multiple rounds with her… but she's not complaining. It's been a long time since the bounty hunter has been with someone who can keep up with her, and she's getting more and more out of this with each passing moment. She can feel his cock rubbing against her, digging into her, and it's making her want to rip her suit just so she can feel him inside of her.
Samus can feel that desire building up within her with each movement she makes, with each time she rocks back against him and lets his cock slide between her legs. She wants more, but she's not about to sink to that desire just yet. Of course, it doesn't really end up mattering. Pit makes that choice for her. He can feel the heat of her body, he can feel the way his cock rubs in against her cunt and the way she reacts every single time, and some instinctual part of him is desperate for more. To feel more, to taste more…
And he can't stop himself from reaching down to tear at her clothes, opening up a hole in her suit as he roughly guides the head of his cock through it. Of course, Samus doesn't wear anything beneath the zero suit, and she can feel the open air against her for just a second, two, before his cock pushes into her. She whimpers, feeling the angel's desire for her so plainly, feeling him thrust into her and fill her with the heat of his length, taking her right then and there.
She goes limp for a moment, leaning against the wall and panting as he pushes in deeper with each jerk of his hips, soon filling her completely and resting deep inside of her. Pit grunts, leaning his head against her back as he begins to move his hips, slowly building speed as he begins to fuck Samus from behind. She moans out for him, reaching back to grab the back of his neck, working her hips back against him as he moves.
"Good, so good," she moans out, her words slipping out of her easily. She can feel him pushing harder into her, thrusting with all his might as he slides deep into the heat of her body. It's good, she's not lying about that. He might be inexperienced, but that divine cock is enough to fill Samus all the same, pushing her buttons even if he doesn't quite have the skill. She can feel it sliding into her, filling her, stretching her, and each time pushes her further into pleasure.
She doesn't want this to stop, and had no idea that her whim of inviting the angel along for training would lead to something this intense or entertaining. She rocks back against him, grinding on his cock with each of his movements, adding to the pleasure that each of them feel. It's so good, so maddening, and she's left wanting so much more from him.
"Fuck me harder, damn it, don't hold anything back," Samus practically growls, as something within her snaps. The sudden aggression in her tone, the rougher way she demands for Pit to do more to her, it sends him reeling. He hadn't expected it, and while part of him is honestly a little intimidated, he doesn't hold back.
He begins bucking wildly into Samus, taking her from behind and forcing her harder against the wall as he fucks her. He reaches up, taking hold of her ponytail and holds her head in place as he rams into her, with each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body. He's driving her mad, pushing her deeper into this perfect pleasure, and she doesn't want to waste a bit of this passion.
Samus hadn't thought that this little game, helping him to calm down and not be so distracted, would lead to Pit losing himself entirely to pleasure and going all out on her… but she's not complaining, not at all. She can feel his passion surging, building to incredible heights, and she wants to feel every bit of that.
She looks back at him over her shoulder, cheek against the wall as she begs for more.
"Harder, come on, you've got more, don't you? Fuck me with all you've got," Samus pleads, her voice low, desperate. Pit can't even speak, he begins moving with new passion, new vigor, putting everything he has into giving this woman what she wants. He hadn't known that things could even get this intense, but the way her body seems to clamp down on him and pull against him each time he tries to draw back from her is maddening.
He's losing himself to her, unable to think, unable to stop moving, each thrust sending him deeper into pleasure he can barely stand. But Samus is not satisfied. She works her hips back against him in time with his thrusts, adding to the friction between their bodies, pushing the angel to fall deeper and deeper into his own passions. His desire for her is becoming all consuming, as he rams into her full force, each thrust slamming her into the wall with more rough passion.
He can't even think of slowing down, not when she's begging him for more, not when she sounds this eager, this desperate. Each thrust is pushing each of them towards their passionate climax, and there's no hope for Pit to hold back with her now. Samus wants that, she wants him to lose himself to her entirely, this little taste of pleasure that she's received from her time with the angel nowhere near enough for her.
He might have been inexperienced, with no idea what he was doing, but his cock is more than enough to satisfy and she's been able to guide him into doing a halfway decent job now. She could make one hell of a lover out of him, even if that did mean corrupting some innocent angel… but when Samus feels the way he fucks her, the way each rough thrust sends his cock spearing into her tight heat, she doesn't think he minds.
Perhaps he always wanted to be corrupted, even if he didn't know it. Perhaps some part of him was always needing this, just as she wanted to have someone like this in her life. Samus might not be the most romantic woman in the world, pretty far from it, but having someone to blow off some steam with is fun. More fun than she could remember.
As he keeps ramming into her, pumping deep inside of her with each thrust, Samus feels her own climax rushing over her. She knew this was coming, knew that her pleasure was building to this, and it's been a bit since she's been with someone who can make it this easy for her. She can't hold back from it, not when she needs this just as badly as he does. She hadn't thought that she would slip so deep into this, that her own pleasures would be nearly as great as his, but she's not the sort to look a gift horse in the mouth.
She can feel him nearing his limit, even as her own climax takes her, leading her into a shuddering, moaning mess of an orgasm. She can feel herself clamping down around his cock, making him feel even bigger inside of her, making her ache for more. And she can feel him bucking and twitching within her, his passions becoming too much to bear. He comes, crying out, joining her in climax and keeping a tight grip on her ponytail as he does.
More and more of his come hits deep inside of her, rushing into her body with each pulse of pleasure, and Samus is left panting and shuddering by the time they're each coming down on the other side. Pit pulls out of her, still hard, and Samus only needs to look back at him to know this isn't over.
The bounty hunter lays on her back, spreading her legs openly, reaching down to touch herself. She can feel his come sliding back out of her, and once she's able to scoop some onto her fingers, she brings them to her mouth and sucks them clean.
"You're not finished with me, are you?" she asks, as she goes back to work, leading Pit to join her on the floor. He drops to his knees between her legs, lining himself up with her, thrusting into Samus as she takes him, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him down on top of her. Pit is immediately lost to his desires once again, slamming into her full force.
He can't stop himself, there's no control left to him, and all he can do is give Samus what she wants. What they both want, crave, need. He can't stop the way his hips buck and move, the way he holds her down while he slams deeply into her, filling her and feeling the way she clamps down on him all over again.
"Yes, that's it, harder, don't hold back, come on," she urges him to keep going, to fuck her with all the passion he felt before. While the whole of her body is still covered by her suit, the hole between her legs has grown far larger from Pit's rough thrusting and the way that Samus spread her legs. Pit puts his all into fucking her even now, looking down to admire the way her perky breasts bounce slightly with each thrust, watching the way her expression shifts, looking as lewd as could be.
Samus is loving this, loving the way his cock feels, and the pleasure that derives from both of them is more than Pit can take. He knows he can't keep this up, he knows that he's going to struggle to keep his passions in check for much longer, but he also knows that's just what Samus wants. At this point, they're both near their limits, unable to take much more of this. Samus doesn't let that stop her, though, arching into his thrusts and bucking her hips to take him in even deeper.
Pit grunts in surprise, even as he's going all out on her and doing his best to hold nothing back, she manages to up the ante a bit and push each of them further, deeper. He can't hold out for much longer, thrusting deep into her one last time, finding that he reaches his limit and erupts into her with a grunt of effort.
"Ah, you're… you're amazing," he murmurs, as he comes, his seed surging into her, enough to bring Samus to yet another climax of her own. The bounty hunter grabs him, holding him tight, not letting him retreat as the two of them are lost in their pleasure, in their desire for one another. And finally, when it's all done, the two are left in a tangled mess on the floor of their training room. Pit is in a daze, half falling asleep, while Samus comes to her senses far more quickly.
He can't stop himself from trying to cling to her, hugging her close as he's drifting in and out of focus… but that doesn't stop Samus from wriggling from his grasp, fixing up her suit as best as she can with the rip and staring him down. Pit comes to slowly, looking up at her as she stands over him, emergency pistol in hand, covered in and dripping his come… and she speaks.
"Is that all? We're not done yet. We're still sparring," she says, while Pit is struggling to come back to his senses. It would seem that, even if this did exhaust him, Samus is not going to let him get out of this without finishing up the sparring match he was too distracted for earlier.