Limbo Fantasy League

The SilverHawks, characters, locations etc are owned by Rankin-Bass Productions, Lorimar Television. (Or were the last time I checked). Original characters (those you don't recognize as being SilverHawks) are owned by either Me or my co-author

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The Limbo Fantasy League


Sgt. Steelwill sat at his station on the command deck at Hawk Haven, his head propped on his fist as massive boredom set in. With a quick glance around the command deck, he noted who was there and who wasn't. With a perverse smile he mentally 'nudged' his sister, Emily, to get her attention. She was currently off duty and enjoying a long hot soak in her quarters.

~?~

Will knew what she was doing and leered mentally at her.

Silent laughter was the reply along with a 'come hither' invitation to join her in her bath along with some half formed notion of doing more then just bathing.

~I'd love to, but Jon's got a stick up his ass at the moment about something.~ Will replied with words adding an image of a nude Jon bent over a chair with a dildo sticking out of his ass.

~I think he's got more then a stick up his ass lil' bro.~ Emily returned, changing the image to that of a still nude Jon but with Stargazer, pants around his knees, banging away on the Lieutenant.

Will let out a disgusted snort, earning questioning glance from the very person they were 'discussing'.

"Something wrong Will?" Jon asked turning in his chair as he focused on the big burly sergeant.

Will reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh.. no sir," he then added quickly, "Just thinking about the fact the Mob is still loose."

Jon arched an eyebrow but nodded in agreement, turning back to his station. He knew better then to ask a loaded question when it came to the twins. Most of their answers were...well, just off slightly somehow. As if what they said was completely different from what they meant.

~ Shame, shame little brother. Fibbing like that. I might just have to take you to your room and spank you for that.~ She threw in an image of Will, naked and on his back, legs pulled up against his chest being spanked by a leather clad Emily.

~Hmm... kinky.~ Will said, quite enthralled by the idea.

~You'll have to beg my forgiveness.~ Emily replied, slowly rubbing her hands up and down her body as she was getting more into the fantasy with her brother. One hand sliding down between her legs, fingers playing with her clit before dipping into her sex. Her other hand was clasp over her breasts, pinching and tweaking her hardening nipples.

Will's eyes were unfocused ever so slightly as he changed and added to the little mental scene going on. He added Jon to the mix, arms bound behind his back, face buried between Emily's thighs as Will thrust rapidly into the tight opening of his commanding officer. ~There will be begging alright, but not for forgiveness..~ The sudden buzzing of an incoming call shattered Will's arousing thoughts like an ice cold shower as well as deflating his arousal. ~God Damn it!~ He cursed silently, annoyance clear on his expression. He got a fleeting impression of a disappointed sigh from his sister before she slipped away from his mind. As much as he wanted to smash the console he settled for keeping the annoyed expression on his face as he answered the com. "Hawk Haven."

"Sergeant Steelwill? This is informant Grod! Meet me at the warehouse on Fense!" It was the breathy, weaselly voice of the beak faced, rat-like alien called Grod. The screen went from black to heavy snow/static before clearing to reveal the informer. "I have important information... I'll give it to you and only you in person," he had a look on his face. "And Steelwill.. Please hurry!!"

Will nodded slightly, "I'm on my way Grod." Will then cut the connection, logging out in record time from his station before getting up and heading towards the lift doors. He was a little over half way there when the gravely voice of the Commander stopped him.

"Hold on Sergeant! That Grod's a shady character.. I want you to take some help with you," Stargazer said as he stood up from his own console in the center of the room, his mechanical eye whirring and clicking as he focused on Will.

"But Commander Stargazer, sir!" Will said as he quickly masked his growing annoyance. "I have to protect my sources. If he sees the other SilverHawks he'll bolt!" though he didn't add that his sister, SteelHart was the only other person Grod would allow to meet him, but that was another story. "My deal with Grod is to always meet him alone," He put on the expression that nearly shouted 'I'm big and dumb' when Quicksilver got up from his own seat to join them. "Besides, if Quicksilver ever sees the guy, he'll arrest him!"

Jon gave Will a stern look as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Of course I would. He's a criminal and the book says-"

Stargazer stepped in before too much could be said. "Forget the book Quicksilver. Will's right - we need our informants." The commander turned back towards his chair, jerking his thumb in the direction of the lift doors. "Get going Steelwill, see what's up!"

"Yes Sir!" Will said saluting before stepping into the lift.

It took less then five minutes from the time Will received the call to be on his wayFensFense and his private meeting with Grod the Informer.