**Thawed Submission**

I’d been guarding Mya’s cryo-pod for two weeks when she finally woke up. Her vitals had stabilized, and the system hissed as the chamber unsealed, frost curling off the glass. She gasped, blinking groggily, her naked body slick with thawing gel. I was supposed to help her into recovery, make sure she didn’t collapse—but the second those dark eyes locked onto me, hungry and a little wild from stasis-lag, I knew this wasn’t going to be a standard debrief.

“Y-you,” she breathed, shivering, her nipples already pebbled from the cold and something else. “You stayed?”

“Orders,” I lied. My cock twitched as she swayed, the gel making her skin glisten.

She stepped forward, unsteady, and gripped my vest. “Liar. I saw you watching me. Every night shift. You stared at my pod like you wanted to crack it open.” Her fingers dug in. “Did you?”

Fuck. The way she said it—like she already knew, like she *wanted* me to admit it. I swallowed hard. “Yeah.”

Mya smiled, slow and wicked. Then she dropped to her knees.

The sight of her, naked and on the floor, blew every protocol out of my head. The gel had started drying, leaving her skin flushed, her firm tits heaving. Her hands went to my belt, yanking it open before I could stop her.

“You’re my bodyguard, right?” she murmured, pulling my cock free. It was already hard, throbbing in her grip. “Then protect me from *this*.” And she sank her mouth down, taking me deep in one go.

I groaned, fingers tangling in her damp hair. The heat of her was unreal, her tongue swirling under my shaft as she sucked, wet and filthy. The *sounds*—little choking moans as she forced her throat open, spit dripping down her chin. “Fuck, Mya—”

She pulled off with a gasp, lips swollen. “You don’t give orders here.” A slap of her hand across my cock, making me hiss. “I decide when you come. Understood?”

Every muscle in me tightened. Submission wasn’t my usual thing, but the way she said it—like she *owned* me—sent a jolt straight to my balls. “Yeah,” I gritted out.

Mya grinned and shoved me back against a console. “Good. Now watch.” She spread her legs, fingers sliding through her pussy with a lewd squelch. She was soaked, clit swollen and dark pink under her touch. “Been dreaming about this,” she panted, circling it fast. “Waking up with your fucking cock in my mouth while you *stand guard*.”

I couldn’t take it. I grabbed her, lifting her onto the edge of the pod. She gasped as I buried my face between her thighs, licking a hot stripe up her slit. Her taste exploded on my tongue—sweet and musky, the gel mixing with her slick. She threw her head back with a cry, grinding against my mouth.

“Yes—*fuck*, yes, just like—”

I sucked her clit hard, fingers plunging into her cunt. She clenched around me, her thighs shaking. “Gonna come already?” I growled against her.

“Shut up, shut *up*—” Her nails scraped my scalp as she came, her pussy pulsing, juices dripping down my chin.

Before she could recover, I flipped her onto her hands and knees, pressing my cock against her entrance. “You still giving orders?” I taunted, rubbing the head through her folds.

Mya whimpered, arching back. “*Please*.”

I slammed inside.

She screamed, her cunt clamping down like a vice as I bottomed out. Every thrust dragged another broken sound from her, her ass jiggling with the force of it. The console rattled, her tits swaying, her slick coating my thighs. “You feel *mine* now?” I grunted, gripping her hips.

“Y-yes—*fuck*, yes, I’m yours, just—*harder*—”

I obliged, pounding into her until her moans turned ragged, her body jerking with a second orgasm. The tight heat and the way she begged— “Gonna fill you up,” I warned.

“*Do it*.”

I came deep, pumping my load into her with a groan. Mya collapsed, gasping, my cum already leaking out around my cock.

She glanced over her shoulder, grinning despite the mess. “Still on duty, bodyguard?”

I pulled her against me. “Always.”