Making It in Night City

The following day I woke up with Panam's sweaty body wrapped around mine. Looking around the shop bedroom and seeing empty bottles, snacks, and clothes haphazardly strewn across the room brought back the memories of last night. After Panam and I left Afterlife, we ate dinner at my favorite Chinese stall and headed to my place.

I made a stop on the way back to pick up some extra alcohol and snacks, which was a smart thing to do. We blew through the bottle of whiskey I had bought in record time and worked on the beers I purchased at an alarming rate. We spent the next few hours lying in bed and watching movies while getting hammered.

From there, things got a bit steamy. I'm not sure if Panam triggered it or me, but we started with some light kisses and groping, then escalated from there. My memories are spotty since I was drunk and horny out of my mind. We fucked like teenagers in heat for the next few hours, just repeated fornicating that resembled more animalistic mating than lovemaking. This continued until we both ran out of breath and collapsed into slumber.

Being awake just made me wish I was still asleep. I don't know how it's possible, but my body feels simultaneously sore and refreshed. I gently untangled my body from Panam's and got out of bed to take a shower. That seemed to have upset Panam's sleeping mind as she groaned and tossed around in the bed. She cracked one of her eyes slightly open to see what the movement was and noticed me.

"Where are you going?"

"Just going to take a shower to clean up."

I left the still-half-asleep Panam in bed and walked into the warehouse section where the shower was. I stepped into the concrete and tile square and turned on the water, making minute adjustments to the hot and cold nob until the temperature was just right. I let the water cascade over me and enjoyed the cleansing feeling.

As I appreciated the hot shower and the fogginess in my mind slowly receding, I felt a body push up against my back, and a pair of arms wrap around my waist. Turning my head, I saw Panam had walked into the shower and was now resting her body on mine.

"Last night was great. I could barely walk over here to the shower."

"Do you want me to stop using the Sandevistan?"

"No. Just let me lean on you for a bit."

Her hands roamed over my body, eventually making their way south and gently grazing against my manhood. I decided to humor her and stayed still. Seeing no reaction from me, Panam got bolder and started gently massaging my family jewels.

"You sure are frisky for someone that still can't use their legs properly."

The shower sprayed water on my back as Panam turned me around to face her.

"I guess you're right," she said with a smirk, "maybe this will be more comfortable for me."

She then lowered her body slowly until she was kneeling at eye level with my hardening member. She locked eyes with mine and licked her lips like she was staring at the most delicious meal in the world. That got my dick from mostly hard to painfully erect in record time. She giggled slightly, clearly happy with the effect she had on me.

I watched as her hands reached out, one resuming fondling my boys while the other grabbed the base of my staff and lowered it towards her. She let her tongue hang out and gave the underside a lick from the bottom to the tip. The feeling of that wetness slowly crawling up started a shiver from my hips that raced throughout my body. She continued this teasing all around my cock until the entire thing was slick with her saliva.

Happy with her progress, she opened her mouth and let it envelop the glans. Panam's signature body heat made me feel like my bottom head was inside a small furnace. Before I could get used to the feeling, Panam started to attack my manhood by using her tongue to circle it. I let my hands fall near her head and pushed the hair out of her face. Seeing her upturned eyes at me sent my libido into overdrive, and soon my vision was tunnel focused on her.

Her ministrations created sparks in my mind, especially when she grazed the connection between my head and length, causing me to moan and jerk slightly. Panam must have also noticed my reactions because she started focusing on the spot. I wanted to experience her incredible blowjob for longer, so I flexed my glutes and tried to force my mind to wander elsewhere so I didn't blow my load early.

Panam detected my attempts at holding off and seemed to take it as a challenge to finish me as soon as possible. Her head excruciatingly slowly traveled down my length until she bottomed out, and I felt her nose against my pelvis. Her teeth grazed my skin slightly, which gave me just the right mixture of pain and bliss. I almost popped right then as I felt her throat constrict around me and her tongue lapped at the underside of my flesh.

Panam slid up until just the head was held inside her mouth and slammed back down like she was trying to break me. The sensation of her lips forming the perfect seal around my girth felt like someone was giving me a 360-degree penis message. Only a few more strokes of her head later, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Fuck, Panam! I cumming!"

Instead of pulling off, Panam shocked me by deepthroating my spear and then holding herself at the bottom. Her arms wrapped around my waist, forming a prison of limbs, and I couldn't do anything but unload down her throat. As I shot jets of my cum, Panam groaned, causing small vibrations to encompass my already sensitive member.

Several jerks later, and after she was sure I had nothing left to give, Panam pulled herself off my length and stood back up. She pulled me into a hug and whispered into my ear.

"That's thanks for eating me out on our date."

Panam sure knows how to give out incentives. Hell, if it weren't for the fact that we both had our preparations to do before getting Hellman, I probably would have dropped to my knees right now. We helped each other get cleaned and presentable, then got out of the shower and into the van.

While in the van, we discussed the plans we devised while drinking. First, I had to drop Panam back at the Nomad camp so she could convince her family and get the needed gear. Her plan for taking the AV down was the same strategy as in the game. By overloading a nearby power station's core, a pseudo-EMP bomb can be generated, which should bring down the AV.

I knew in advance that all the EMP bomb did was slow the flying bus down and turn off its countermeasure system, so I informed Panam that we needed extra power ahead of time. Since our plan this time was to capture, she'll bring a rocket with an EMP warhead and a standard one. Once the AV was forced to land, my team would grab Hellman while the Aldecaldos worked on the AV.

Capturing Hellman was going to be left to me, Panam, a few Aldecaldos, and hopefully, V. I plan to let the Kang Tao rescue team take Hellman and ambush them before they can regroup and fortify at the CHOOH2 station. After the forced landing, one vehicle will give chase to the rescue team and force them to divert their forces to stop the pursuit. A small Kang Tao team should break off at the abandoned regional airport, where the chaser will quickly engage and break contact immediately.

While the Kang Tao escorts with Hellman think they aren't being followed anymore, the rest of the team will hit them on the road. Hitting them mid-transit provides the element of surprise and should offer the least resistance. Once we got our man, we get the hell out of dodge and move to somewhere safe.

After discussing the basics of what's going down two days from now, we rode in silence while heading to the camp. I could tell that something was bothering Panam; there was an awkward silence as she stared out the window. However, I didn't want to push her, so we stewed in this uneasy quietness. By the time we reached the entrance to the camp and parked, Panam seemed to have made up her mind and brought up what was bugging her.

"You know, Rogue kept on mentioning flatlining Adam Smasher. What's that all about?"

I looked at Panam and saw that she was still looking out her window. As I watched her, I thought about how much of my plans I should divulge. I've been hesitant to let anyone know my ultimate goal of overthrowing Saburo and Yorinobu. At first, I convinced myself that it was for security reasons. Arasaka has eyes and ears everywhere, and I would hate to have them kicking down my door before I even got off the ground. But I know Panam would never sell me out, so why was I so hesitant?

Hearing no response from me, she turned away from the views of the badlands and focused her gaze on me.

"I get it if it's something personal, but I'm sure you know Smasher is dangerous, and I don't want you to think that you can't lean on me for help."

She patted my knee a couple of times and opened her door to get out. It took watching Panam step out of my car and move away from me to realize why I was so reluctant to let her in on my plans. I was scared that she would leave my life once she found out how crazy my end goal was.

It was difficult to admit, but I was starving for attention, and Panam was the first person I genuinely made a connection with. I needed to trust that she won't push me away, especially if this relationship was going to be built on a healthy foundation. She didn't know how deep the rabbit hole went, but maybe she had a right to. Before Panam could close the door, I called her back.

"Wait! Come back inside. I'll try to explain as much as I can."

Once Panam was back inside, I took a deep breath and told her everything except my prior life in a different world. I informed her about the actual cause of the Night City Holocaust, about Soulkiller, Relic, V stealing the relic prototype, Johnny Silverhand's engram, Saburo's death, Yorinobu's plan to start the fourth corporate war, and my plan to install Hanako as the head of Arasaka eventually.

Panam eyes gradually widened as She listened to me, initially from the shock by some of the information I provided, then at the plain audacity of what I wanted to accomplish. From an outside perspective, I must have looked like a raving madman. I couldn't blame them if they did; I just hoped Panam wouldn't.

"I can't tell you how I know any of this just yet, but it's the same way I knew about the kidnappings. As crazy as it all sounds, it's not just some crazy conspiracy theories I heard on the streets. I promise I am not lying to you."

Panam just stared at me, trying to figure out how to respond to the bombs I had just dropped. After an uncomfortable amount of time, she finally sighed and facepalmed while shaking her head.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I trust you. I need to convince the clan about this job, but my offer to help still stands. Just... Let me know if you're going to do anything, ok? You're not alone."

Panam got out, and I watched as she returned to the camp. I let out the breath I was unconsciously holding onto and relaxed into my seat. I was so focused on Panam and scared of what she would say that I didn't realize my heart was beating like it was trying to break out of my chest. Once I calmed down, I started the van and headed back to the city.

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It took a few minutes on the road before I remembered that I had my work to do and pulled out my phone. I scrolled through the text Rogue sent me and called the number she sent for V. My call rang so long that I thought no one would answer. But right before I hung up, a grizzled female picked up the other end.

"V speaking. Who's this?"

"A friend, V, and I come bearing gifts. Let's talk about Hellman."