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My hero~me and sjdude | Yuna damn near squeeled in delight when he spanked her. Apparently, her enjoyed attention being paid to her ass, from the groping earlier, to the spank, to the sound of his abdomen slapping against her ass evertime he thrust into her. |
My hero~me and sjdude | Intrigued, Arik pulled his cock from her pussy. He grinned, looking down at the iron hard flesh, covered with her wet juices. "Damn, you loved it." He murmured with amusement. He brought his hand down on her ass again, spanking it as he tugged on her hair. |
My hero~me and sjdude | Again, Yuna moaned from the spanking, but winced from the hair pulling. She certainly liked one of those two. Obviously not the hair pulling. Didn't seem as though Yuna had a taste for the rough stuff. |
My hero~me and sjdude | Arik took notice, letting go of her hair. Instead, he spanked her again, feeling a great, masculine, satisfaction from being the first man to do it to this woman. |
My hero~me and sjdude | Again, she let out a loud moan. Between spanks, she eventually started to wiggle her ass a bit for him, wanting more and more. |
My hero~me and sjdude | "You want more?" He growled. Arik willingly obliged. "Tell me what you want, Yuna." Arik spread her cheeks with his large hands, then pressed his member up to the bud of her ass. |
My hero~me and sjdude | "Anything.........everything....." Yuna replied in a lust filled tone. It would little miss virgin summoner had a bigger sex drive than anyone might imagine. She made even super busty Lulu look time. |
My hero~me and sjdude | He did exactly what he wanted. Arik slid his member into the depths of her sex, feeling the incredible tightness of her ass. |
My hero~me and sjdude | "Oh............yes!" Yuna cried out when he entered her, followed by her clutching at the grass and earth beneath her. |
My hero~me and sjdude | Arik started to rock his hips, driving his cock deep inside of her. He continued to spank her ass, growling out. "You're a little slut, Yuna. A dirty little slut." |
My hero~me and sjdude | Yuna heard him, but said nothing, only moaned as the sound of his abdomen smacking her legendary ass filled her ears. The comment did stick in her head, but right now, she didn't care. She only wanted more. But, when he finished, shame would no doubt set in when she realized what she did. How she rather willingly relented to the pervy intentions of some random guy and let him pound her doggy style in the dirt, in the middle of the words like some dirty slut indeed. |
My hero~me and sjdude | Arik kept driving, thrusting harder. His balls started to slap against her pussy, adding only more pleasure to their motions. He wanted it fast now, to show this girl that her ass was his. |
My hero~me and sjdude | The naughty, furious aspect of it all was bringing Yuna to her climax sooner than she had wanted. She did her best to hold it back, but it was only a matter of time now till her body signaled it was really his. |
My hero~me and sjdude | Arik had trained for along time, and he knew how to control his body. It took work, but he held back the torrent of pleasure that awaited him. Right now, it was about the fight for dominance, to claim her. And he knew he would win. |
My hero~me and sjdude | And win he did, mere moments later. Her back arched sharply, she tossed her head back and her pussy clamped down him as she let out a near literal howl of pleasure, before suddenly collapsing onto the grass chest first, ass still in the air since he was holding her hips and still pounding away. |
My hero~me and sjdude | He pounded her for a good give more minutes before letting out a single moan of pleasure. He made one last, deep thrust, cumming deep in her ass as his orgasm swept over him. |
My hero~me and sjdude | By that time, Yuna was damn sure exhausted. As expected, with their fun done, Yuna started to come back to reality and realized what she had just done, shame setting in soon after. She said nothing to him as she slid away from him and weakly stood up, before bending over to pull her shorts and panties back up. Then, she stood there, not moving for a few moments, afraid to look back at him, before she weakly started walking off, wanting to rejoin her group and forget about what had just happened. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Under the embrace of night she took towards the city roofs. Landing solidly on the roof of New York's police department she was determined to get results tonight. After days of searching and getting now where she had to go back and re trace her steps. She started on the Campus grounds biology labs. Micheal had clearly been doing some strange things. She remembered him mentioning how his progress on genetic diseases was coming along. He wanted to develop a cure to some diseases and though illegal he had hoped that his experiments with bats with help. He was quite the humanitarian. They had long been friends and recently starting dating so when he disappeared she of course was the first to worry. This was more than a case of bad luck. it had been half a year since she crawled back into the cat suit. Swearing that she could find results as Felicia, after all she was a young woman of prestige, but sometimes a girl would have to get results another way. Crawling down the side of the window. Her sharp blue orbs peered into the darkness of the chiefs office. She slowly opened the window slipped in. Locating the file cabinet she began to rummage for any files she could find that would lead to Micheal's whereabouts. Homicides, witness reports anything. "Come on..somethings got to be here.." She huffed. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Michael watched the people below, moving like the ants they were. He crouched on the ledge of an apartment building as he waited for his prey. He was hungry, so very hungry, and if this was what he had to do to get rid of the hunger then so be it. Now he only moved at night, like a hunter in the jungle, a concrete jungle. He had only killed a few times before but he become quite good at it. He had his eyes set on a pretty young thing, no doubt going to meet her friends at a club downtown. She was sure dressed for it anyway. He licked his lips as he watched her move, her hips swaying with each step. He had tried to help people, people like her, but no one knew. And for what? To become a monster? He deserved to live too after all he had sacrificed. He stood up and leaped, gone like a flash, reappearing on the next rooftop. Where was the fun in just killing her? |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Her acute hearing alerted to approaching footsteps down the hall. Someone was coming. Fortunately she had found enough or what she thought would be enough. Taking one paper she gripped it in her clawed glove and withing moments she was gone out the window. Using her grapple to get from roof to another. She figured the best place to search for him would be in a heavy populous of people. A place where he wouldn't be so easily noticed and New York had it's full of freaks and mad men. Even one very prominent Spiderman would get his dose of the public eye. However as the BlacK Cat Felicia was very good at staying out the limelight. She had no time for a fan club, but she had to admit to put on the suit again gave her freedom she couldn't get as Hardy. She wondered if this is how Spider felt, how anyone felt with so much power and also the responsibility. With one acrobatic flip she scanned the city streets. A ring of night clubs and bars would be her best bet, not to mention it was October and the masked maniacs and wannabe's would be having a ball around this time of night. Something was sure to happen. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He leaped along the rooftops, hardly making a noise as he trailed his prey. He sensed another presence, another predator among the sea of prey. This one was definitely looking for something, or someone, but who? That didn't matter to him as long as they didn't interfere. He watched as the young woman turn down an alley, almost laughing at how easy she was making this. He leaped down behind her, the moon cast his shadow, making it huge on the brick wall. She kept walking, trying to pretend he wasn't there but his presence was overwhelming. He strode towards her, gaining on her quickly. Just as he was about to reach her, she spun around only to find an empty alley. Suddenly her was behind her, grabbing her and pinning her to the wall. He pressed his chest against hers, he short dress wrinkling under between them. She didn't make a noise, she couldn't, his hand covering her mouth completely. "Mm...." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She sensed something to, but it didn't come from the clubs. The moonlight cascading over her slender frame , her silver locks seeming to glow under it's influence her eyes darted to a nearby alley. Jumping down onto the emergency ladder she was surprised to see him. "Micheal!" She shouted jumping down a full four stories. He had a girl pinned to the wall and it didn't take a scientist to figure out what he was about to do. "Micheal don't" Felicia approached him slowly. If she could just get him to let the girl go she could help him. "Please I've come to help you, just let the girl go and we'll find you a cure." As she came closer she noticed how different he looked. It was still him, but she began to wonder. Did the old Micheal still exist or was he really this creature before her."Morbious.." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He was about to bite down on the girl's neck when he heard his name called. Well, it had been his name...before he had become this...He turned towards the third person in the alley, even more....tasty than the one he had pinned against the wall. He flung the young girl into a pile of garbage nearby, slowly approaching the new woman. "I know that voice...." He said with a smirk. "But this....this is a new look for you my dear." He looked her over as if he was looking over a piece of meat, ready for the taking. "And just how are you going to help me, huh? Look where helping got me." He slowly circled her, knowing she wouldn't give up without a fight. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | The girl had managed to run away in mortal shock. At least she was out of harms way and now Cat would get him to focus all his attention on her. "That's right.. you weren't the only one who went through some changes Micheal." She said her eye sparkling dangerously under mask. " I want to help you ,but you have to stop hurting people." She watched as he circled her like some sort of vulture. He was predator just like she was the hunter. Felicia knew she might have to subdue. Taking him by force wouldn't be easy. "Come back to the lab with me and we'll get you a cure." She said, but she felt like it would take more than promises to get him to settle. She wouldn't let him intimidate her, not tonight. Afterall she did care for him. "I know what your going through, but don't think I won't take you down even if I have to go down with you." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "Haha, promises promises. I said I'd find a cure too. I made promises I couldn't keep, just like you." He said, still circling her with a devilish smirk on his face. "You always were a tough one, but don't lie to me...You can't stop me...You couldn't bring yourself to hurt me....I can't say the same for you though." He said, tensing himself before moving like a flash towards her. His fist was aimed directly for her neck, a one hit knockout. She had been a fool to seek him out. The other girl might be safe for now, but had her life been worth it? |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She had expected it and was ready. As he came towards her she began to realize how fast and strong he was. The super soldier serum that ran in her veins would prove useful. She grabbed his arm. Keeping his cold grip mere centimeters from her neck, but she had been pushed into the wall. This was a battle of strength and endurance. "Please.."She said through gritted teeth. She wanted to reach out to the old Micheal. A remnant of his human self had to have been left somewhere in that heart of his. She really didn't want to hurt him, but desperate times called for desperate measures. She kneed him in the gut. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He took the kneeing in stride, grabbing both of her wrists with his hands. He flipped backwards and took her with him, using the leverage to fling her backwards against the brick wall. He landed on his feet, regaining his composure and turning towards her. "Why won't you give up? Why can't you just accept that Micheal is gone and Morbious is here to stay.." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She landed on her feet. Her silver hair flailing wildly along her shoulders. " I don't give up.." Was all she said before attacking him. Her claws extended she pushed him into the dumpsters . The large metal banging harshly against the brick of the wall. "You don't have to do this." Her grip on him was firm. She looked him in the eyes searching for any sign of humanity. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | For a moment, he acted as if he was actually going to listen to her. "Oh, but I do." He said, smirking at her before lifting his leg between them, kicking her in the chest and sending her stumbling backwards. He decided to take advantage of the moment and rush towards her, fists swinging wildly at her. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She grimaced taking the blow. She just about doubled over in pain. Then like some sort of ravaged animal he came at her. He slashed her across the chest. Tearing the upper half of her costume. She jumped back out of his reach. Several streaks of red appeared across her chest, but she remained focused. Picking up a trash bin she threw it at him, before tackling him down. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He easily deflected the trash can, but wasn't quick enough to knock her away. They landed on the ground with a thud, but she landed on top of him. It seemed strange, but this actually made him remember a part of himself. He remember her beautiful, naked form on top of him, riding him on one of the many nights they shared together. It was only for a moment, but it was enough to stir something in him. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She had no intention of letting him counter her."Micheal!" She hissed. "You may not have been able find a cure, but there's someone I know that can help you" She held a firm grip on him. She felt him began to weaken as daylight drew closer. She wondered if it was true what they said about vampires. He didn't get his little snack so he was lacking in stamina. He seemed to have calmed down if only for a moment. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He didn't say a word, only shoot his head and used his last bit of strength to throw her off of him. Then he was gone down the alley like a rat, disappearing into the shadows as the moon disappeared and the sun took its place on the horizon. That had been close, too close. Maybe she was right....maybe she could help him.....No, those were just lies! Lies so she could bring him in and put him down like a rabid animal. Well he couldn't let that happen.... |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She fell on her side watching him run off into the shadows. She wanted to call for him, but what good would that do. For a minute she thought she had seen a glimpse of the old him. With sigh Cat got back on her feet. If she was going to help him she would need to find the only brain in New York she could trust. Looking to the wound on her chest she winced. "Hold on Micheal.." Using her grapple she hopped onto the nearest roof and was off like a thief in the night. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Peter was sitting at his desk, tapping his notebook idly with the end of his pencil. It was the middle of the night and yet again he was awake. For the past few weeks he had been having trouble sleeping, so he had taken up writing. He wasn't great at it but it kept his mind off of how tired he was. Tonight, for some reason, he was having writers block. He turned off his desk lamp and plopped in to bed. It was a cold night, but he didn't even bother to cover himself with the sheets, laying in the silence. The only light in the room was the pale blue moonlight coming in through the balcony doors. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Something flashed past his window. She didn't bother to play sneak thief. Opening up the window sill she let herself in. "Hello Parker.." She mewled at her colleague. Though of course he didn't know it was her. Parker was the only one she knew ho had connections to the Spider and she would need Pete to get him. "Look here, I don't have much time but I have a favor to ask of you." She said. "I need Spiderman." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He sighed, sitting up with his legs hanging off the end of the bed. "Who doesn't?" He wasn't going to argue with her or ask her how she got in. It didn't really matter. He rubbed his eyes a bit, yawned and stood up. "Whats so important that it couldn't wait until morning? Spiderman has to sleep to you know. I don't have him on speed dial." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "I had been tracking Morbious for the past week and tonight I found him. You should of seen him. He isn't anything like his old self. He's.."she trialed off not wanting to go into further detail. She smiled at Peter. "I appreciate this Parker." Resting a hand on his shoulder she leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. "It's nice that Spiderman has friends like you." She honestly did appreciate the help. She remembered the first time she met Peter. Stumbling up the college steps to make it on time to his class. He was cute in a nerdy kind of way, but she couldn't help but notice that he had put on a bit of muscle since the last time she'd seen him. Which added to the cute factor. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He closed his eyes as she kissed him, wanting to kiss her back. He was always the nice guys though, the friend. He opened his eyes as he snapped back into reality and focused on what she asked him. "You mean Micheal? What's wrong with him? He always was a little weird with his experiments and all..." He took a seat at his desk, stealing a look at her every once in a while. The moonlight shone of her latex suit and outlined her curves even more. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "His experiments turned him into a vampire, that's way so many bodies have been popping up and all of them drained of blood. I'm afraid of what he might do. "She regretted not taking him out, but Micheal was still a friend and even more than that, but she couldn't mix her personal feelings with business. Not this time. "I need a cure or at least something to stale his hunger." She was at his side now. "That's why I want Spiderman's help." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He was pretending to do something important on his old computer, as if he could use it to contact Spiderman, when he heard what she said about Micheal. "A vampire...?" He turned towards her and was surprised to find her right next to him, his face inches from her. "What do you think Spiderman can do for him?" |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "I think Spidey has a little more experience with vampires than I do..I just need someone real brainy and smart.."That's when it dawned on her. "Someone real good in science.."She grinned at him."You can help can't you?" She said her blue eyes sparkling through her mask. She sat on the desk. "If Spider can't do it than I know you can." Cupping his cheek she leaned forward and kissed him fully on the lips. Showing her gratitude. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He opened his eyes as she kissed him, this time he kissed her back. When would he ever get this chance again? As they kissed he reached up he reached up and placed his hands on her sides, running them up and down her latex covered back. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Smiling against his lips she arched an eyebrow in curiosity. Peter wasn't a bad kisser at all and not even as she pulled away from him she felt as if she had lost out on something, but now would hardly be the time to jump in the sack. Even if she was a little heated. A soft blush on her cheeks she looked Parker in the eyes. "So...are you going to help me or no?" She quirked. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He reluctantly let her pull away from their kiss, removing his hands from her back. "Uh...of course, but I need to get Morb....Micheal's data from his lab." He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. He had hardly ever allowed himself to get out of control like that but that didn't matter now. Even if she was just using that kiss to get him to help her, it had worked. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Reaching into her vest she pulled out a piece of paper. "I'm a step ahead of you" She handed him Micheal's notes. Well what was left of his notes. "Hopefully that helps." Sliding off the desk she headed towards the window. "I'm guessing you'll need a lab right, how else will make the serum. Hardy enterprises hold labs all night, but we'll have to break in." She said. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "I should have guessed." He said, scanning through the notes quickly with a smirk on his face. "Break in..? How do you propose to get me in? I'm not exactly a....cat like some people." He looked over at her with an eyebrow raised, waiting for an answer. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "Let's just say I know a few people of my own. Felicia Hardy has agreed to help meet her there in ten." She said before slipping out the window. She hurried home, checking her wound which was healing nicely. Peeling off her costume and mask. Felicia hid her garments in the closet and showered. The plan was to use her I.d. to enter since she would get in no questions ask. As for how Peter would question her curiously besides everyone knew her Micheal were dating so it would be obvious that she would help. Putting on a black blouse and white skirt and black heels she grabbed her purse and made her way out quickly. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He nodded as she left. It probably wouldn't be a good idea idea to swing around as Peter Parker so he decided he would walk for once. It wasn't far anyways so he got dressed and headed out. Walking the streets of New York at 2 AM generally wasn't a good idea, but he could handle himself even if he didn't look like it. He made it to the lab without incident, waiting outside for Felicia to show up or he wouldn't be getting in. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "Peter" Came the soft voice of the blonde young woman. " I guess they got you mixed up int this to, but I do want to say before anything else that you won't regret helping me. " She flashed him bright smile." C'mon .."Leading him inside. With a nod she passed security. "Mother usually lets her workers linger in the labs for catching up, but luckily for us we'll be the only two in here tonight." They took the elevator to the sub levels and got off. Sliding her card again she entered on of the many science labs. "Ok Parker so what do you need. That cat lady did give the notes right?" |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He smiled at her when she showed up, following her inside the building. The thought of being alone with this beautiful woman was a nice one, but if he was going to help her he had work to do. "Yeah...the cat lady." He took out the notes, thinking of their kiss in the moonlight. "I just need to see his...test subjects, if they're still here. He has some information but I don't think even he expected this result. I need to find the problem before I find a cure." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "You mean the bat's or his DNA?" She said before going over to the cages that had been confiscated earlier. She had taken whatever she needed from Micheal's locker and brought it here including the vile that held his DNA. "I hope this helps" She said to Peter. She would be over his shoulder all night it seemed. Having complete faith in her friend she prayed for results. "I'm not sure I want to go near the bat though. Their disgusting."Party Hardy reclaimed. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "Well, both." He thanked her for the vial, taking it over to Micheal's work station. He extracted the DNA from the vial and began running tests on it which would take a while. He moved over to the cage that held the bat. "So this is it huh...?" It had become something else, its fangs longer and features more grotesque. It was just staring at him with its beady eyes, almost giving him the creeps. He took a long needle and pricked the bat, making it hiss and fly wildly around its cage. He had gotten what he needed though, and he ran the test side by side with Micheal's. He began reading through Micheal's notes thoroughly, looking for any clue of what might have happened. He was so interested in this case because it sounded a bit like his. Different animals, different mutations, but both retaining some resemblance to the original infector. He looked up at Felicia every once in a while to see what she was up to. He knew this must have been hard on her, but he couldn't help but think about her, what she would look like naked. It was distracting him to no end and he couldn't get it out of his head, probably because he was so pent up after weeks of...inactivity. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She watched the bat fly about wildly in it's cage. The screeching it made almost made her ears bleed. Glancing over to Peter she found her head full of thoughts. The bat had released high pitch frequencies so acute that only one with Super human hearing could hear. Turning on her heels as the clicked and clacked across the floor. She made herself comfortable next to Peter. Wondering why she was still here and maybe that she should be out looking for Morbius. So far she heard nothing about any victims in the last hour, but she was still anxious. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He looked over at her with a smile, turning back to the notes and pretending to read them. He couldn't focus, especially not now with Felicia so close. Truthfully the bat's screeches had hurt him too, but he hadn't let on about it. "So, how were things going between you and Micheal?" He asked, turning towards her. He was trying to keep his mind off the bulge in his pants which was pretty hard to ignore. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She gave him a look. Wondering what would bring up that question. "Honestly I though we were doing good. Our relationship was great, but he became so addicted to his work and now I'm afraid it's destroyed him. "She looked away from him. Her eyes gazing out the window. "You know my mother wasn't so fond of us seeing eachother, but it seems I've been developing this weird fix on men who are 'unique'" She said. "What are you doing now?" she asked looking over his shoulder. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "Uh, well, I'm just waiting for the tests to complete. Micheal's notes aren't giving me much, I can barely read them..." He turned his head towards her and looked at her for a moment before leaning in to kiss her. It reminded him of his kiss earlier, both great, but somehow different. He quickly pulled away and looked back at the notes of if nothing had happened. "I...I'm sorry about that..." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | Did he really just kiss her? Wow he really did have it in him. "Peter.." her lips were warm as she spoke not sure how to respond. "It's ok, but we really should concentrate on this." She said running her fingers through her hair. He looked so innocent to her. A good friend and yet she wondered about him and MJ's relationship. Gently she placed her hand on his head and began to run her fingers through his hair. She almost forgot what it felt it like. To feel this way. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He looked at her and nodded, smiling when she began to stroke his hair. "I know. I just couldn't help myself. Micheal's a lucky man. Well, besides being turned into a vampire..." He shook his head and look back at the notes when a ding sounded from the computer, signaling the completion of the tests. He turned towards the monitor and began scanning the results. "Hm....it looks as if the bats DNA hasn't replace his, but combined with it. Its defiantly dominant, but Micheal is still in there somewhere." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "Ok" She said a bit relieved, taking her hand away from him she looked at the data that showed on the screen. "Now how do we separate it?" Pete should of know that question was coming. She sat on the desk. "He may be weakened , but he won't have time to feed before dawn. So I'll have to find him before nightfall.."She said thinking out loud. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "What do you mean you'll have to find him? He's dangerous, Felicia. You of all people should know that." He sighed when she asked the question. "The only chance we have is if the bat's DNA hasn't completely bonded with his yet, I might be able to remove it. There will still be some....effects, but he'll be Micheal again....I think." The problem was this was all completely theoretical. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "I know that. I'm not going to do it alone." It was killing her. The fact that she was just standing here and not out trying to find him right now. She rubbed her temple in frustration. "At this point I'm willing to have a little faith. I do trust you Parker." She said. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "I know." He said, nodding at her. "I won't let you down." Even though Micheal didn't mean much to him, he wasn't going to not help another human being. Felicia was his friend and he would help her anyway her could. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She sure hoped she didn't seem over anxious or desperate. That would seem out of character even for one like her. She gripped the back of Peter's chair and leaned forward some. She was on his shoulder like a parrot to a pirate except she was much taller, more attractive and knew when to shut up. "Thanks" She replied to her witty friend. Peter was no doubt smart, but was he he fast enough? " Three and half hours. Not a siren yet" she said her eyes going back to the window. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | He looked over at her and smiled. "Look, if you want to get some sleep, I can hold down the fort." He was quite tired himself, but she needed the sleep more than he did.Morbius stood over the broken body of his latest victim, pale and almost drained of blood. He moved slowly down the alley, towards the shadows where he could disappear into the night. No doubt someone would find the body soon. It didn't matter, he would be long gone by then. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | She wrapped her arms around him. Her cheek against his as she showed him her appreciation. "Parker, what would I do without you?" She said her lips ever so close to his ear. With that she turned an left him deciding that perhaps sleep was the best way to go about things. "Call me with details "She said with a soft yarn before leaving. Heading out the door, down the hall and off the elevator she exited. The day was practically here and she was much to tired to carry on. "Just a few hours of sleep should do." |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | "Will do." He said as she exited the lab, leaving him alone in the silence. He sat back in his chair and took a deep breath. After a few minutes of quiet he turned the radio on, only to hear the report of another victim found. He was about to pick up the phone and call Felicia, but he stopped himself. No, she needed a break. This was a job for Spiderman. He grabbed his coat and headed out, reaching his apartment before long. He had gotten quite good at putting the form fitting costume on. He leaped off his balconey into the night. This was where he belonged, in his city. He had no idea how he would find Micheal but he didn't have much choice. |
For the Love of Blood /P/ | As exhausted as she was she couldn't return to her apartment. Not now. She passed a booth with the radio blasting about the latest victim to be claimed by Morbius. She ran down the street into the alley. She shedding her clothes she slipped on the black spandex and slipped on the mask. "Alright Micheal this time I'm not cutting you any slack" She clawed the side of the brick building and scaled up. Getting some height she sprung from roof top to roof top. If she were Micheal where would she hide? Some place dark. Spooky perhaps. "The warehouses!" |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" There's an island that's populated with mutants. The Government sent them there a long time ago to keep them in check and restrained. No one was allowed to leave, yet they were given near unlimited access on where they wanted to go on this island. It wasn't your small, desert thing either. No, it was pretty damn big and more than enough room to keep accepting new residents.Of course it was hard to make sure they had every single one of them here. It was impossible, actually, there were still news bulletins describing of small mutant attacks. They were quickly captured however, thrown on a boat and dumped on this craphole.James Howlett was a Canadian soldier that had once been part of a mutant program to create the perfect soldier. They called it Weapon X, and it brought him great pain. He escaped, and for a while was forced to remain on the run while the Canadian Government chased after him. They took away his memories, gave him false ones, played with his life and now he has to give a second thought to anything that comes in to his mind. Is it his, or just another staged image?Tonight is the first of the big offensives. James wants off this island, and he's not the only one. It's a special occasion, so what better way to celebrate than to climb in to the old uniform that he regularly wore back on the mainland? Of course, the mask wasn't needed but except for that, Wolverine was back in the blue and yellow of the old days.Standing beside him is the woman he loves. Without her, he would have fallen apart. He would have remained a wild beast, slowly devolving in to something fit only to roam around the jungles of this world. Her name was Jean. If hecould he would die for her.The derelict parking lot shudders, the broken glass of the scrapped cars tinkle and metal shakes. A pair of hulking Sentinels are approaching. Wolverine's gloved hands stroke his partner's arms, their mouths are inches apart."You ready Jean?" |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | Was she scared? Maybe. Was she ready? Most definitely. They had spent to much time here. This place. This hell for mutants. Tired wasn't even the word for it. She was done with this place and the sooner they escaped from here the better. Jean barely remembered home. Going to school or out on a date. All the things that made life worth living had been taken from her, all except for him. The wild man who took her heart."I'm ready James."Around her neck was power disruptor. Telepaths were considered to be one of the most dangerous types of mutants. Jean was a level 4 according to the data her captors had collected on her when she first came to this place. She remembered the experiments, the tests and procedures they preform on her. She truly hated this place." Remember once you take out the satellite tower. I'll be able to use my powers freely." She said before brushing her lips against his. Kissing him softly it reminded her of why she was doing this why ever mutant deserved this right to be free. Instead of locked up like some animal. She had no special uniform. Just the once piece hospital blue outfit with her number encoded on the sleeve. Unlike Howlett she was to under go some severe tests experiments. |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | The Researchers on the island had attempted to keep everyone's mutation under control, but there were a few that had tricked the system, kept below the radar, roamed free. James was one of them. With every attempt to capture him, he was always one step ahead. But Jean wasn't so lucky. They did terrible things to her. The nightmares she must have were things even Wolverine wouldn't be able to handle. But he promised her every day that he'd rescue her from them, that he'd always be here for her. But every time he told her that, they would always probe further in to her mind.Once more, he touched her lips. The soft kiss was like a fuel to him, it spurred him on, kept him fighting.The first Sentinel came in to view, closely followed by its identical brother. James knew this would be tricky, he had to get up to their heads. That's where he could inflict the most damage. The searchlights looked down from the mechanial monsters, identifying the pair of mutants below them. "Keep moving!" He shouted to her, pulling away and growling up towards the robots.A heavy foot rose, and slammed down on to where James once stood. But he was quick on his feet, and the mutant had begun to climb. |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | For a moment she felt stuck, but her feet were moving as fast as they could. She touched the collar around her neck. If only she could take this thing off! She remembered what he said about not looking back. Keep going all the way till she reached the tower. The tower was they key to their freedom. Once they destroyed it all the main defenses would be down, including the radio signaling that controlled this contraption around her neck.The ground from under her shook. A bright light flashed overhead as she blocked its piercing gaze with her hand. The second sentinel had her in it's sights. One massive hand as large as two story house descended upon her. Frightened wasn't the word. The mechanical behemoths were what mutants anguished about. She ran. Up in front of her were the electrical wires that blocked off anyone from entering and anyone from leaving. She looked for anything that could help. The Sentinel prepared to grab her again, but it's target was to close the wires. Jean ran along the electrical wall until she could reach the tower. The Sentinel following in her wake she searched for any sign of James. Without incident she began to climb the ladder of the 80 foot tower. This was her only chance. Her last chance. |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | The Wolverine's claws pierced through the skin of his knuckles, a moment of pain. The adamantium poked through the metal of the robot, allowing him to ascend upwards with apparent ease. It didn't help that the machine was moving around alot, but there was no way that James was letting go. Up and up he was now climbing up its back and close to its head. The other Sentinel was chasing after Jean, and he just hoped she was OK. Damn it, he should have told her to stay far away from here tonight!Its neck. The wires were already poking out, but the head was where it was all at. By now, the Sentinel was shaking about as if attempting to throw Wolverine off. But it was no use. And by the time James reached the metal skull, it was useless. His claws scraped and scratched away, creating an opening which allowed him to gain access to the large circuit board and controls.Sparks went everywhere. Again and again! The Sentinel went crazy, it lost its footing, the CPU was damaged beyond repair!CRASH!The robot fell to the ground, and it echoed throughout the island. A Sentinel was down. Mutants were fighting back. James had held on and survived the fall, looking over towards where Jean was climbing the ladder. The Sentinel wanted to avenge its brother, and James wasn't going to let it. Sprinting. Running. Dashing towards the last one But it got him. A lucky kick of its large foot sent the Canadian flying. No! It was going to get Jean! |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | As the first sentinel went down the tower shook again. She held on for her life. Looking back in time to James running towards the second sentinel just to be kicked back across the lot she screamed. "James!". The wind had begun to pick up as lose strands of her bright red hair flailed wildly from the ponytail it had been in. Looking beyond the tower she could see it. Yes! The shore it was their only chance. Take down the tower, open the gates and make it towards the boat!It was upon her now, never knowing how to stop or how to give in. It's massive hand reaching for her. James could hear her scream. It had her now in it's large iron grasp. She struggled to free herself as the mass of metal and wiring circled her. Those piercing yellow eyes staring as if looking right into her. If she managed to get out of it's grasp, the next thing she would have to worry about is the shear drop from it's hand and she hardly thought she'd survive that. "Let me go!" She shouted. She didn't want to go back. Not to this prison. Back to the labs, the tests and experiments. She couldn't! She would rather die than to be probed over and over again.Jean, can you move this object with your mind, Jean? Can you? Move the object with your mind and we'll let you go. What am I thinking? I know you can read my thoughts, Jean. Tell me what is in my head and we'll stop hurting you...promiseA fire flickered in the corner of her eyes, but only for a moment. The metal collar around her neck began to vibrate and then it unlocked. The sentinel was making it way back across the lot. She felt like her energy had been returned her. Clearing her mind she began to concentrate on what to do next. "I said let me go.." Sending a telekinetic blast to the sentinels head it caused the behemoth to stagger. She sent another one and another one. Then soon it came crashing . Releasing it it's group on her Jean jumped! |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | It took James a few moments to get his bearings back. The Sentinel had kicked him pretty far, and it just so happened he hit against something hard to stop him. His back was in pain, but that problem soon disappeared. His attention was back on to Jean, who had been caught by the robot!"Jean!"Again, he quickened his stride. But he was too far away it all happened too fast for him to react any quicker. Something was hitting the Sentinel's head. Was that Jean? Her powers... what was happening to her? The robot began to look as if its legs were going to fall beneath it, and his thinking was correct. It began to stumble, stutter backwards, and then fell.With Jean still in its clutches!She was at too great a height to survive the drop. Logan had to get there before she hit the ground.Run.Run, James.Run!He was so close. And as the shadow below her began to grow, James dived with his hands out for her... |
The Phoenix and the Wolverine (Closed.) | The ground began to close in. It was coming so quick so fast. How could of she braced herself! Jean closed her eyes hoping that it would be quick end or by some miracle she could stop herself. Umph! She fell into his arms almost to afraid to open her eyes, but when she did she smiled. "James..." She was almost o happy to see him. He had saved her! Wrapping her arms around his neck she kissed him. Her lips pressing firmly against his. She had owed so much to him. It was a cry of laughter that slipped from her lips. " What would I do without you.." She said. Her hand cupping his cheek. She took off the collar and threw it to the ground . Jean was glad to be rid of that thing and she hoped it would be the last time that she would wear it. The ground from under them began to shake and quiver. Jeans green orbs looked up to the tower. The defenses were still up as she pointed skyward. Sentinels were approaching, but all had flew directly over them. She could begin to think what had become of the others who were trying to escape. As much as she wanted to play hero they would have to make it to that boat if they wanted any chance of avenging their comrades. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | It could swing it's sword forever, it understood not the concepts of fatigue, did it even have the proper pieces of anatomy for such a thing to happen? Nightmare simply didn't know, nor did he care, so long as he was free to use all his time to sow destruction and despair in every way possible, everything would be just fine with the world, until he decided the whole world needed a little destroying of course. Speaking of despair and destruction...His deformed left arm punched the massive Soul Edge forward, the beast of a creature took much pleasure in hearing the very air howl in pain with each movement of the cursed blade. This sprite women, he couldn't be bothered to know her name, was just his next victim, despite his beastly appearance and fighting style, he currently happened to be going over any possible ways he could further walk all over this women, perhaps make her wish for her own death. All in due time, first to finish this paltry bit of combat, as he was very much down playing with her, he moved to finish this 'fight'. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | "Yaaiii!" shoutedthe sprightly woman, her sword just barely blocking the blow. Each hit hammered her, exhausting her body. Yes, she'd been able to dodge about, to even flick at the massive warrior with her sword, but it hadn't been long before it became evident who would be the victor in this fight. The creature had already begun to strut about the small ring, making his dominance known.Xianghua jumped backward, adjusting her fighting costume. As she saw it, there were two choices: continue fighting, and hope he didn't kill her and remove her soul, or give up, and leave herself to his mercy. Most fighters would simply allow their opponent to walk away, adhering to a code of honor. Even the pirate Cervantes did just that. But would this creature?"I give up!" called Xianghua. She would try it anyway. It was either that or be ripped to shreds by the creature's massive, possessed sword, and the little fighter had no desire for that. "You fight very well, uh, thingy. I'll be going now..."She took several steps backward, shifting her sword into a passive position as she id. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Nightmare and Cerventes were to different beasts, one of them was a man posing, the other truly a demon. No, he knew didn't have 'honor' nor did he ever need it, that was something his weaker self, Siegfried practiced and that meant it was simply pointless, the most useless thing to ever cross the face of this planet, much like the notion of giving up.Mercy? Never.The Azure armored creature dug into the ground, his size hiding his tremendous sprinting speed, no, he would get to her before she could escape...escape was simply not an option from the Nightmare. He reached out with his human hand, to wrap the still strong fingers around her neck, and lift her into the air, to choke the life out of her with the same ease that a mother could a child. Before his evil mind started to work..."No... I will bring you despair."His mind worked, she was not dead, this gave him the ultimate chance to do more then simply end life, she would find more pain in life then in death, he was sure of it or rather he was sure he could make sure of it. So his hands loosened ever so slightly so she could breath, and he glared into her eyes with his glowing pupils, before he drove his massive blade into the ground. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | The plan hadn't worked. It had been a desperate, last minute gamble anyway, and Xianghua wasn't all that surprised to find herself in the clutches of the massive man . She did wish that she'd had a better grip on her sword. at least then she'd have something to stab him with, fight back. As it was, all she could manage was some feeble kicking.Her airway was constricted for several heartbeats, and she clawed at her throat, kicking at the great creature. Couldn't fight too hard though this monster was obviously bent on harming her in some way. the less she struggle, the less he was likely to hurt her. That still didn't stop her from kicking and clawing, nor did it prevent her from sucking in great gasps of air when he loosened his grip."Despair?" she rasped. How exactly was he planning on doing that? Torture? The creature certainly was built for that, with the creepy arm and all. Again, the codes of fighting rang in her mind, but Xianghua knew it was pointless to do something like that. Instead she simply relaxed, forcing him to hold her entire weight. Her eyes meet his, slightly defiant, but almost more puzzled than anything else."Just what do you think you're going to do? I don't have anyone here for you to harm..." what could a creature like this accomplish anyway, besides more physical pain? That wasn't despair though... |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | He didn't need family, besides that required leg work, and leaving her alone for the moment, the farthest thing from his mind. She'd live on after today, a shell of her former self, he'd be sure of it, and his bright eyes burner even brighter at the thought of it, indulging himself in one of his more baser instincts would be fun."You are here for me to harm."The massive clawed left arm extended one of it's massive pointers, razor sharp at it's tip and rested it just below where he had his armor clad hand wrapped around her neck. He didn't put pressure down on her fair skin, all things considered he could have easily ended her then and there, instead however he started to drag the arm down, the center of her shirt. The fabric wasn't any kind of armor, so he should easily be able to cut it even without putting his strength into it, when he was done the shirt could literally fall open at the front a nice clean line down the front. He would mix the mental with the physical today, and it would create a whole new form of anguish, her own personal present from this Nightmare. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Yes, she was here for him to harm, a fact that she was all too aware of. As his claw touched her skin, Xianghua tensed. If need be, she'd have to find some way to dodge, to escape his tight grasp. Maybe she could squirm free?Before she could think too long on a plan of escape, Xianghua felt her shirt part. The thin cloth stood no chance against the cruel claw. As he went, the cloth tore, parting to reveal her pale skin beneath. Xianghua's body tensed reflexively, her taut stomach sucking in away from the claw. Soon enough, the rip had parted her shirt, revealing the edges of her cleavage. The rounded sides of her breasts just showed, just touched air. Again she tensed, this time beginning to wiggle in his grasp.No way would he... he didn't even have the parts to... did he? Hadn't he been part of Siegfried or something? Had the man's parts... No, Xianghua certainly wouldn't focus on that now."What, are you falling for me now?" she joked, forcing a grin. Maybe she could anger him. Better to be unconscious than to have him... but he couldn't, could he? "I know I'm the most beautiful warrior you've seen, but I really don't think you're my type..." |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | If he had a face under his twisted armored helm, a twisted smirk would be the center of his demonic features. He dragged the claw up her revealed flesh, stopping at the canal between her two breasts, he could feel the blood flowing beneath the flesh, the life beneath the surface and he savored the feeling of it all at his mercy. All the same he flicked his claw to the left, across her breast to send the clothe away so he could see the whole mound of skin, he repeated the motion for the other breast."You're my type, at my mercy..."He put his claw back at her center, and started the slow drag back down. Cutting into her ever so elegant shorts, a true shame that he would have to destroy them... not actually. He let a deep, guttural laugh boom from his throat, the type that struck fear into soldiers, and made kings fear for their life. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | "Ok, so you're actually... yikes!" Xianghua yelped as she felt the claws deal with the last of her shirt. Her breasts, the pale milky flesh topped by two rose colored nipples, were bared to the monster and the world at large. The fighter's eyes grew wide as she felt the claws flicking about. Nightmare wanted to... well, um, that was definitely not what she'd been expecting when she'd finished the fight."Wouldn't you rather, you know, fight me to the death or something? C'mon, we could pick up our weapons and go at it like... and now you're at my shorts," Xianghua babbled, trailing as she saw the talon moving down. She sucked in her breath, seizing struggling while he had his sharp implement near her most treasured area. The tiny shorts hadn't left much space for undergarments, but Xianghua had had a seamstress specially prepared a pair of fine silk ones. The idea had been to taunt and tease Kilik with them, not some big, overgrown monster thing."Do you even have the right stuff for this? I mean, I thought you were just the soul sucking type," joked Xianghua, laughing uneasily. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | His glowing blood red eyes swept over the creamy flesh of her breasts, and the pink nipples that crowned the mounds of flesh. Before he resumed to staring back into her eyes, a mocking laugh resounding from behind the Azure mouth plate. He could have the parts if he so desired, he was but a mass of evil given shape and form with a tilt towards Siegfried... and unfortunately for her that included his less used bits and pieces."You're death wouldn't be as much, "fun""His codpiece dissolved with a his, the black abyss beneath revealed but for a second as a deep brown shaft formed. Sharp barbs growing along the length as the skin grew rougher much like the massive clawed arm that cut away her clothing. It easily measured a foot and perhaps even more, it pulsed with a deep purple aura as the head grew to double the diameter of the length itself. Nightmares chuckle grew darker as his intent couldn't be mistaken for anything else now...he clearly meant to rape her."Struggling will do you no good." |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | "you never know till you try!" insisted Xianghua. Those eyes were unnerving, and it took all her courage not to start babbling as she stared at him. Just what was this guy anyway? Legend said something about him being something like the dark bits of soul edge. Again, not exactly the clearest picture.Xianghua's eyes drifted toward his codpiece. They again widened upon seeing it disappear, to be replaced by the impressive brown shaft. Her body tensed upon seeing how erect it already was, not to mention the barbs along its length. The thing was easily as long as her arm, and probably thicker as well. Not to mention having a supremely creepy, pulsing purple aura."Yeah, that's not gonna fit," she pointed out. Despite her words, she'd stopped struggling. Something like that, with all its size and barbs, could severely damage and hurt her. The last thing Xianghua wanted was for her insides to be horribly shredded. She'd almost take having her soul sucked out. Actually, given what was about to happen, that was starting to look better and better."Definitely not gonna struggle anymore," she muttered. Her eyes were glued to the massive thing, trying to picture how it was going to go inside her slim body. None of the pictures were pleasant. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Humor was lost on the unholy demon in front of her, the Soul Edge had born him in the form of that weakling Siegfried and quite simply...that was it. Instead of taking over a new host, it had made a body, independent of itself, taking the form of it's strongest wielder. Being that he was pure evil, he was quite different from the Knight, thus the current situation with his eye glowing and looking deeply into her own as his sizable, glowing prick stared at her as well."I will make it fit"Vaguely he wondered if he could do so without instantly killing her, or having her die shortly into his forced bout of intercourse. But until he did figure it out, which would most assuredly end up with him physically testing it...he dragged his lengthy claw down her panties...such a same to see such finely crafted linens go if the demon had any eye for such a thing anyway.He did loosen his grip on her throat, far be it for him to strangle all the life from her before hand. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | "of course you will," muttered Xianghua. She again tensed as she felt the claw dragging along the body. This creature certainly liked to draw things out. Not that Xianghua was complaining. The idea of having that stuck in her made her stomach churn. Plus, she hardly thought that Nightmare would prove to be a gentle, loving partner. She also had the distinct impression that her humor was beginning to anger it.Then again, it had just lightened up on her neck. Xianghua took advantage of this, sucking in great breaths of air. Judging by the way that thing throbbed, and how close it was, she was about to scream and shriek a lot. Best to get air while she could. Xianghua also knew enough to try and relax, to make certain that her body was as accepting as possible."Great, those were expensive, you know," she added. her eyes flicked to the shredded underwear. Again, she found her gaze drawn to the thing between Nightmare's legs, hard to really call it a cock or penis. Xianghua couldn't help herself: she stared. Stared and wondered how that thing was going to feel inside her. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Nightmare tipped his armored heat down, to stare a little at what he'd be trying to force himself into, and he could honestly say he couldn't quite picture fitting perfectly inside her, at least not yet. He was even more sure that after a strong thrust she'd adjust, all the same he'd get exactly as he wanted so long as she lived to take him for as long as he wanted her."Quiet!" He ground out with just a hint of anger, but then he always sounded angry...even when he was pulling souls from the bodies of the weak.Finally though, he used the claw to flick the remainder of the panties away, and finally gripped her leg with the same arm, to spread it wider to allow his wide hips better access to her. He muscled his massive endowment to her center and let the pulsating tip and all it's roughness hang for a moment so she could think over what was about to happen for a moment, before he thrusted forward, not with his full strength....that could destroy her, but enough to force his bulbous head into her."As I promised." |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | the shout was about what Xianghua had been expecting. Her words had finally struck home. Usually that was a good thing, as an angry opponent was that much harder to trick and fight. however, it probably wasn't such a brilliant move when said opponent was pressing his over sized member against your sex while holding you with his big hand. Xianghua gulped, trying not to look as nervous as she felt.She felt the last of the panties go, and her body tensed, despite all her effort. He was actually going to do this. He was going to rape her. Xianghua tried to relax her body, but found that whenever that thick head of his pressed against her, all she could do was tense and hiss between her teeth. Her body bowed, trying to get it away from the beast.It all proved in vain. She could feel him thrust. Xianghua moaned during the entire process, her eyes squeezing shut, her head going back. His head was squeezing into her body, parting her lips as it drove forward. The slim girl could already feel her insides swelling, trying to move around the invader. Her breathing started coming faster. She again had to tell herself to relax."Oh just do it already," she nearly spat. If only she could muster some kind of action to go with her words. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Evil Incarnate snickered huskily in her face, he pushed the cold steel of his 'face' closer to her own, just to see if she could feel the joy with which he violated her, perhaps it could transfer through the eyes he had been looking at her with this whole time. He braced himself better against her, pushing her harder against the wall with his hand around her neck."As you wish"It actually pulled it's body back a little, to build up strength as it prepared to drive a full foot of heat inside her. He pressed the cold armor against her body, blue metal against milky flesh, his hips the only thing not against her skin. For just a moment it was just that, before with a monstrous growl of deep seated hatred for everything, he drove his hips forward, the barbed and scaled flesh diving into her sex without remorse. He made sure to make it just slow enough where she wouldn't simply erupt at his mass, but to comply with her...request. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Nightmare's laughter chilled Xianghua to her core. Such a cold, hard noise, and it came from that empty shell. That empty shell which now had her perched at the end of its member. He was.. experiencing near joy at this."Sicko," she muttered. All protests and further words were driven out of the feisty fighter as she found herself slammed against a wall. That cold armor nearly overwhelmed her. As the chill pressed against her breasts, Xianghua sucked in a great breath. Such a chill she felt. It couldn't be natural, not that.Then he was driving into her. The scaled, barbed flesh slid into her tightness. Xianghua arched, yelling something primal. Words were lost on her, and she clawed wildly. The great length entered her roughly. It felt as though her insides were being churned by the cock, as if they were batter before him. She moaned, thrashing her head from side to side. It filled her. stretched her. Her body desperately tried to adapt to the great length around her. Bits of moisture leaked, less out of arousal and more out of necessity. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Nightmare was offended, heavily offended, such a name to refer to something such as him could do nothing more then offend him. He was evil incarnate, what every emperor and conqueror wanted to be. Every murderer and thief without a moral compass would be but his fans, and him their idol...quite simply he was far to great to simply be called a "Sicko". So let no one be surprised when another angered growl vibrated from under the armor plate of his face."I am Nightmare! Warrior's dream of me and wish to never sleep again! Sicko? You dare insult me with such a paltry title!"His length pulsed with the dark energy, the aura that it had been expanding immensely as the beast was angered. It was like electricity to those it touched, thousands of volts transferred directly into her folds as the beast didn't even bother to extract his length to try and plunge deeper into her, instead ramming his hips forward digging into her flesh as more and more of the electric darkness flared inside of her. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Xianghua made yet another note to try and keep her mouth shut. Apparently her casually off hand command had angered the great knight. Definitely not something she wanted, what with being impaled on him at all. However, before she could take it back, apologize, or do anything of the sort, he did what any dark knight would do.The electricity jolted through Xianghua, causing a primal scream to tear from her. Her body twisted and jolted about on him. Her eyes rolled up. Her mouth started to foam slightly. Thankfully, it ended before any real damage could be done. Any resistance from the girl had been shocked out though, and she proved perfectly malleable in Nightmare's hands. The plunging had never felt deeper, and it ran along her. Xianghua tried to do something, say something, even react, but the pulses of dark energy beat her into a silent, nearly gibbering, mass of flesh. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | The impudence silenced, Nightmare let his demonic joy take over at her appearance, the lack of fight even in her eyes. He had broken her, if only a little, if only for the moment, her fight was gone and she was his to do with as he pleased, and he very much enjoyed having weak beings at his mercy. With that established he finally let his armored hand release her neck, and instead braced it against the wall, using his clawed arm to drag her body away from the wall and keep it plastered to her body."They always give in to the Nightmare."He dropped his hips, dragging his robust length from her depths, the barbs along the length dragging against her soft inner flesh as he moved with the deep hum of his demonic voice. He could feel her tightness gripping at him and it was a somewhat enjoyable feeling, even more so as he kept just the massive head inside before plowing back into her with a hiss and slap as her flesh met his armor as he buried inside her again. He kept up his methodical rhythm, dragging his barbed length out slowly and driving it back in with force. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | They always gave in. Those poor, unfortunate girls. Xianghua could now count herself among them though. Her eyes continued to roll, her body continued to hang slack, impaled upon the creature's great girth. She was dimly aware that he'd released her neck, and her body naturally reacted by breathing as deeply as it could. This proved difficult, as the member continued to slide in and out of her body, driving breath with each thrust.Xianghua could feel her inner walls contracting, moving along the flesh shoving within her. The tight pussy clung to the shaft, barely noticing the barbs. They actually seemed to add somewhat to her pleasure. At least, they weren't as utterly painful and mind wrecking as Xianghua had expected. Then again, her entire body had just been shocked into submission.She moaned as his body pressed against hers. The cold steel of his armor contrasted sharply with the increasing heat of her pale form. The girl tried to tilt her head back, to move, to do anything, but again found herself helpless. Her lips parted as more noises left her. The force of each blow sent her entire body jostling, small breasts bouncing with each thrust. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | His red eyes were drawn to the bouncing mounds of flesh, he suddenly found a desire to feel these human novelties. The creamy skin and pink peaks calling to his attention as he worked her over like a mad beast, his armored hand leaving the wall, dead steel brushed over her breasts, before harshly taking the left tit into a hard grip, the chain mail palms playing over the soft flesh that no longer bounced with him.More of the dark Aura strengthened greatly, as the demon actually grew aroused. Growling deeply as his armored feet dug into the ground. His armor grinding as his thrust grew quicker, the thrusting cock growing and changing as the beasts mood did, the barns growing longer and stronger, his strength growing as the aura started to envelope the creature himself he was forced to pin her back against the wall, dust flying with each thrust they were so rapid and strong. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Those breasts proved malleable to his touch. they moved and squeezed along with his prodding. The working started to affect the nipples, both hardening into nubs, proving easier targets for the demon's workings. Xianghua again bit back a moan, shaking her head again. This wasn't going to feel good. She wouldn't let it, no matter what the creature did. she was slowly regaining her consciousness, though most of it was screwed out of her by the violent thrusts.the girl tried to keep up, tried to thrust back, to do something again. Instead, she ended up hooking her legs around him, desperately holding on as her body was pounded against the wall. She choked on some of the dust, hacking and coughing, which caused her body to tremble. Her inner walls nearly recoiled at the thorns, though she could hardly do anything about them. The increased pain they generated caused Xianghua to begin to cry, however."Please... the thorns... they're... too much," she tried. her desperation had reached the levels where she now begged the creature. |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Azure blue hands continued to work at her breast, finding the hardened nipples further stimulating the creature glared at them in intense curiosity and focus. As the metal linked palm and finger rubbed over the hardened nubs, pinching them between the massive thumb and forefinger before tugging it away from her body slow and methodically, then he simply let it go, and repeated it again, and again."You're pain only makes this better!"Her tears were like sweat nectar, and though he could not taste them seeing them trail down her soft features made his chest pound and his eyes burn even brighter. Her legs keeping her attached he took great pleasure in grinding his body into her yet again, digging his hips and spiked member into her depths, imprinting her on the wall as he breathed heavily with the effort."This is even more rewarding then I had thought!" |
A Nightmare with a twist(darkest_fate) | Xianghua moaned as her nipples were tugged and pulled. The little pink buds resisted being dragged, stretching, turning white with each tug. When released, they seemed to instantly harden up though. blood swam to the areas, making them harder, easier for the monster to grab and repeat. Each grab resulted in more and more arousal.The shaft continued to hurt. The tears continued to flow as Xianghua felt her insides being scraped by the cock inside. It churned and twisted her. the pain was beginning to be too great for the girl. She could feel darkness swelling up on her, threatening to overtake her. little black spurts began to appear on her vision as she began to feel her body sink into the wall. Xianghua was human, not used to this, certainly not able to remain conscious through such a brutal undertaking. |
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