Halo's Master Chief discovers new "reach-arounds"

Amidst the chaos of Reach's fall, a desperate Chief seeks solace in the arms of a fellow survivor. In the dim light of a makeshift shelter, they cling to each other, their bodies entwined. She guides his hands to her curves, urging him to explore her. He obliges, his fingers finding her wetness, sliding in and out as she moans softly. They fuck fiercely, their bodies slapping together, until they collapse, panting, in a post-coital daze, the destruction outside momentarily forgotten.

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