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“Oh, fuck me,” Copper whispered as she went up the stairs, finally letting some tears fall down her cheeks. At the top landing, glanced in the small bedroom to check on Silver. The little girl was sitting on the floor, singing softly to herself as she drew a picture. Copper smiled sadly and went into the bathroom one door over from the bedroom. After making use of the toilet, she stood at the mirror over the sink, taking a long look at her reflection. Her eyes were a little red from crying and her antenna and ear were drooping but it was nothing she wasn’t already used to covering up with smiles and fake cheerfulness when she went to work sad form thinking about her lost love. “Fuck ME,” she cursed again. Why couldn’t she be strong? Why couldn’t she just fucking let him go already?
Seeing Modo again was…a shock, to say the least. Even though he was rarely far from her thoughts, Copper had never expected to see her giant again. He hadn’t changed much in five years. Sure, he had a few more scars, but they added to his charm. He was still very much in shape, his arms and chest a temptation Copper could hardly resist. She growled and punched the wall beside the mirror, glaring at herself. Who was she fooling? Even though part of her was still mad at him and at herself, she’d been crazy about him for almost seven years. She couldn’t let him go at all.
When she and her brother had joined the Martian resistance at seventeen, Modo had already been a decorated fighter, one of the great warriors their race had along with his bros. While most of the females swarmed to Vinnie or Throttle, Copper had always found Modo’s quiet compassion more appealing. He knew how to have fun and he could outfight anybody, but he was more kindhearted than any other male she had ever met. She had seen him laughing and playing with children, had treated every female with respect and courtesy and he never left any mouse behind, even when he could have died trying to save them. After watching him for more a year, they had officially met when he and his bros rescued her from sand raiders.
Copper had discovered her skill for being a sniper almost as soon as she had entered the resistance. Putting her talents to use, she watched the backs of other fighters when they went into battle with Plutarkians, rats, or sand raiders. Her precise shots had saved lives and she took quiet pride in that fact, secretly hoping one day Modo would notice. But one day she got cocky and didn’t take as much time to set up her blind, leaving herself less protected. A small group of sand raiders had taken note of where her shots came from and had snuck up behind her, grabbing her and tying her up before she had a chance to fight back. Planning to sell her and a few other captives as slaves off world, the Biker Mice had found them just as night had fallen and the sand raiders were drunk off their success and the barrel of blood whiskey they had stolen from their chief. Fighting off the raiders, the bros had saved Copper and her companions. Modo himself had untied her and taken her behind him on his bike. She had thanked him and clung to them as they rode across the silent wastes of Mars, shivering both from the chill of the night and the feel of his warm back against her breasts and his strong abs beneath her hands.
After that night, Copper and Modo had started hanging out together, taking long rides over the wastes on their bikes and laughing over root beers with other resistance members. They had talked seriously too, about when the war would end and fighting strategies. Modo had taught her some hand-to-hand moves so she could better protect herself and they had sparred on occasion. The sparring sessions had led to Copper getting stronger and stronger feelings for the giant male: even though he could have easily overpowered her at any moment, he held back just enough so she would learn and never touched her inappropriately. Not that she would have minded inappropriate touches from him. She especially didn't mind when he took his shirt off to spar. It gave her a change to admire the gorgeous muscles on his back and chest.
She had broken down and kissed him the night before the battle at Brimstone. They had been sparring and he had pinned her down on the floor. His face inches from hers, he had smiled and asked her if she had given up. She had smiled back, said no, then lifted her head and kissed him. Modo hadn’t responded at first, and then he had groaned and kissed her back, his tongue gently brushing over her front teeth. Soon they were full on making out, their shirts thrown off and Modo’s hand rubbing her back under her bra. Copper had been moaning under him, her hands tracing his strong back and sides.
A cough had them breaking apart like scared adolescents; one of the mechanics had come looking for Copper to tell her that her bike was finished being repaired. Blushing hard under her fur, Copper had thanked the male and wiggled out from under Modo, grabbing her shirt and pulling it over her head. Modo had done the same, a self-satisfied smirk curving his lips. Copper had glared at him but then he kissed her again and she had smiled back. Leaving the training room, they talked and kissed for hours in his room. Copper confessed about the feelings she had had on him and was delighted when Modo admitted he felt the same. They had drifted off together after that, Copper getting the best rest of her life with Modo’s strong arms holding her close.
Early the next morning, loud banging on the door had woken them up. Throttle had come in before he had gotten an affirmative to enter, quirking a brow at Modo when he saw Copper in bed with his friend. Smirking, he told them both to saddle up; something big was going down in Brimstone. Kissing Modo again, Copper had rushed back to her room, blushing at the sound of the congratulations Throttle was giving Modo for ‘finally getting the girl.’ Dressing quickly, Copper met up with her brother Alloy in the bike hangar. Modo was just leaving with Vinnie and Throttle, but he smiled and waved at her as he and his bros roared out the hanger. Alloy had smirked at her and made a lewd comment. Copper had punched her twin hard enough to leave a bruise on his red pelt. Smirking at Alloy’s pained cursing, she had revved her bike to life and joined the rest of her squad, Alloy close behind and still complaining.
By the time they reached Brimstone the rebels were getting pounded by Plutarkian blasters. Copper, not having time to set up her sniper rifle, had jumped into the fight with gusto. With Alloy watching her back, the twins took out two walkers and a sand raider platoon. Copper kept an eye out of Modo the whole time, grinning when she saw him take down the enemy while laughing with his bros. He looked so handsome on his bike, his strong body flexing every which way as he took down more and more enemies with his bros.
Then he had ridden over that mine and her heart had stopped in her chest. The bros went flying, Modo landing a few feet away from the blast with his arm at an odd angle. Even though she was a dozen yards away, Copper had stopped what she was doing and rode full tilt towards Modo, calling his name and not hearing Alloy scream for her to stop. Her hair streamed out behind her, her braid having come undone and her helmet blown off, hit by a stray blaster shot. Her brother managed to get in front of her and he had taken the brunt of the blast from the mine she had almost ridden over. The left side of her head had burned like fire as she passed out, still screaming for Modo as her bloodied brother held her back.
She had woken up a few days later in the makeshift medical facility the rebellion had set up after being betrayed from within by Mace. The left side of her head was wrapped in bandages and she felt like someone had taken a hammer to her brain. Alloy was on the bed next to hers with bandages on his arm and tail; protecting her from the blast had cost him some of the fingers on his hand, half of his tail and he had broken some ribs. After examining her brother’s injuries, Copper moved slowly out of bed to find a mirror and assess the damage she had taken. After finding a mirror, Copper had gasped and almost burst into tears when she saw what the mine’s shrapnel had done to her: her left ear was mostly gone. All that was left was a ragged flap of skin. It wasn’t until later she found that the blast had also damaged her hearing.
Modo had found her a few hours after she woke up. It was night and Copper was staring up at the blackness in the ceiling, planning an escape from the medics who had insisted she wasn’t strong enough to go anywhere, let alone look for Modo. She had almost missed the sound of the door opening but the flash of light from the hallway had caught her eye. Modo had slipped in and was going from bed to bed, peering at each person in the darkness. She had tried getting out of bed to go to him but failed, falling back against the bedframe with a loud thunk. Modo had rushed over and grabbed her in his arms, careful of the bandages on her head as he nuzzled her hair. She had broken down then and cried, hiding her face in the crook of his neck and shoulder. Modo had just held her, gently petting her hair and murmuring nonsense to her. Picking her up in his arms like a child, he took them both to his room, laying them both down and holding Copper as she continued to cry.
After what felt like an ocean had escaped her eyes, Copper had pulled away to get a look at Modo in the light of the moons coming from his quarter’s window. Her breath had caught in her throat when she saw the patch that now covered his left eye. Copper’s eyes had widened when she saw the gleaming metal where his right arm used to be. She reached out to touch him and he flinched back, now aware of what she was looking at. Determined, she reached out again and grabbed his metal hand, tracing her fingers over the fingers that were slightly colder than the rest of him. She ran her hands over the entire arm, learning that the place where it attached to his shoulder was sensitive to her touch. Modo had let her touch him, groaning softly when her thumb traced over his cheek under his new eye patch. She gently kissed his face and neck, anywhere her lips could reach as they lay facing each other on their sides. “Oh, my brave man,” she had whispered, nuzzling his ear. “My brave, sweet man.” She let him know his metal arm didn’t frighten her, delicately licking the tips of the metal fingers even though he couldn’t feel it. Some tears had escaped and he clung to her, grateful that she wouldn’t reject him even though he was now a freak. He fell asleep with his head pillowed against her breasts and his arms around her waist, Copper gently stroking the fine fur on his scalp before nodding off herself.
They were almost inseparable after that. Modo went with her when she visited Alloy, she went for rides with him and his bros, and they continued to spar with interesting results: they always seemed to be mostly naked by the time they were done fighting, even though Modo held back even more because he was still nervous about his mechanical arm hurting her. It had been almost a month since his arm was taken and he wasn’t used to the strength of the thing yet. It had taken a lot of convincing that she wasn’t scared of his arm and trusted him not to hurt her. When Alloy was able to walk around again he confronted Modo about his intentions with Copper. She never knew exactly how the conversation went but both males seemed satisfied with what they had talked about.
Their first time making love had been one of the happiest moments in Copper’s life. While it wasn’t her first time, Modo’s sheer size was enough to make her nervous. He had taken his time with her, using his fingers and tongue to prepare her for his length, his teeth nibbling and his tail caressing the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs. She hadn’t been able to do anything but writhe against him, the pleasure getting so intense she had sworn enough to make Modo blush and begged him to take her. He had, so slowly and reverently she hardly felt any pain at being filed by his huge erection. When he was fully encased in her tightness he hadn’t moved for several moments, panting softly as he tried to control himself and keep from pounding into her. She ran her hands along his back, her nails pricking his rear and making him groan. He pulled out a little then pushed back into her, repeating the action until she was practically screaming his name. Wanting her to reach the edge before he did, he shifted slightly so he brushed against the sensitive place at the front of her passage every time he thrust into her while his tail flicked against her clit. Copper came so hard she passed out, dragging Modo with her into pleasurable oblivion.
However, her happiness wasn’t going to last.
About seven months after Brimstone, Modo and his bros were ordered out into space to fight the Plutarkians there. She thought she had been prepared to let him go and fight for their planet, thinking he would return soon and then she would tell him about the life she could feel growing in her. But then rumors had circulated that their ship had been gunned down and they had been stranded on Earth. Copper, her belly starting to show signs of carrying Modo’s child, left the resistance to move to one of the settlements hidden in the mountains. Despite Copper insisting he stay to help the cause, Alloy had come as well, taking up odd jobs to help support his sister.
Silver had been born in the tiny house they resided in and the first three years of the child’s life had been lived in relative quiet. Then the war had ended and the twins had decided to go back to their home city of Redrock to reopen their father’s bar as a more permanent way to support themselves and Silver. They had spent two months fixing up the place and had rechristened it the Silver Star after the loving toddler who drove her mother crazy with her constant antics. Silver was Modo’s daughter through and through: compassionate and loving, but with a punch that sent the neighborhood boys flying when they started playing rough.
Modo’s daughter. Copper had started to resent her lover when Silver was born and he still hadn’t contacted her or found a way back to them. Figuring he had forgotten her, Copper tried to cut him out of her heart to try and ease some of the pain she felt whenever she thought about him, which despite her best efforts to do otherwise was often. When Carbine had contacted her with the news that Modo was back on the planet, Copper had allowed herself to hope that he would find her and maybe...She wasn’t sure where the maybe led to, but after he had been on the planet for a few months and no word had come, she had given up again. He had forgotten all about her.
Breaking out of her memories, Copper quickly unbraided her hair, letting it hang loose past her hips in burgundy waves. Changing into a black leather corset and pants, she smudged on some dark eyeshadow that made her eyes look deeper and mysterious. The look was completed with her gold armband and black fingerless gloves that had knuckles reinforced with steel studs. Praying her brother had arrived from wherever it was he had gotten to, she went into the bedroom to get Silver. The little girl smiled when her mother entered the room, rushing up and hugging her around the thighs. “Mama, you look pretty!”
“Thank you, Silver sweetie,” Copper smiled and gently tweaked her daughter’s ear, her hearth warming at the sight of Silver’s smile. No matter how bad things had been, Silver was the one thing that kept Copper going. She loved that girl more than life and would do anything to keep that smile on her daughter’s face. “Ready to go home for dinner? Uncle Alloy should be here to pick you up by now.”
“But I want to stay with you!” Silver whined, her ears folding back against her head as she looked up at her mother with sad eyes. Copper ignored the eyes and gently flicked Silver’s ear.
“It’s Mama’s turn to work tonight, Silver sweetie. I’ll be home all day tomorrow and we can play with Li’l Sidewinder as much as you want, ok?”
Silver frowned and took a deep breath, ready to start throwing a tantrum. Copper gave her daughter the Look that said not to mess with Mama’s decision and the little girl sighed, already knowing she wouldn’t win this time. “Ok Mama.”
“There’s my bad babe,” Copper said, kneeling down and hugging Silver tightly. “Now come on, let’s go see if Uncle Alloy’s back.” And if Modo had left again, she added silently to herself.
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