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Black Beetle x You	By : Black-Beetle-Writer Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 2156 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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You were sore for days after you got back to the Light's base. It took a lot of effort to cover up the effect the rough sex with Black Beetle had on you, but you managed. No one suspected a thing. Unfortunately the dreams you had every night were a different matter. You would wake up every night, fully aroused and sweating. It was impossible for you to get back to sleep again unless you recalled the memory of being fucked against the wall by him and brought yourself to climax, gasping his name. The Reach warrior haunted your dreams and occupied your every thought. It was very hard to concentrate on your training at times. Even Sportsmaster commented on your slip in focus. You made up some bullshit excuse and promised to do better.
You specialized in dual swords, being light on your feet, and using your enemy's force against them. You were a normal human, thus that was the best combat style for you. Even if you weren't a heavy hitter, you could hold your own pretty well. Of course Sportsmaster could still kick your ass when you practiced with him, but you had definitely improved since you joined the Light. Ever since your parents got killed in a train accident, you promised yourself you would become stronger so you wouldn't have to feel that pain again. The Light's idea of survival of the fittest appealed to you in that way.
It had been two weeks since your encounter with Black Beetle. The soreness was gone, but another ache had taken its place. You desperately wanted sex with him again, however there was no scheduled meeting with the Reach that you knew about. You didn't even know if he'd approach you again or not. He did mention a next time but you didn't know if that next time would actually happen. It drove you crazy thinking about it. To counter your increasing frustration, you threw yourself into your training until you were exhausted. It only provided a temporary distraction from the deep craving you had for the Reach Warrior's touch. You were reaching the point where you were going to tear your hair out if you didn't get some luck to go your way. You finally got a break after seventeen days since the incident.
You woke up that morning, dripping wet of course thanks to your nightly dream of getting fucked by Black Beetle, and took care of yourself while you showered. You had a scheduled training session with Sportsmaster in an hour. It would be hand to hand combat, no weapons, you remembered. You stopped by the kitchen to grab some breakfast to eat and then headed to the training room to meet up with your boss. As you approached the training room, you heard voices from behind the door. That was pretty odd, you thought, usually no one else is usually in there with him. You paused and listened at the door, straining your ears. You identified one voice as Sportsmaster and the other...no...there was no way it could be him...
You hesitated in front of the door, your heart pounding. Your nerves were on fire, with excitement and dread and anticipation and need and fucking hell you just wanted to see him. It seemed like time was moving in slow motion as you opened the door and stepped into the room. You registered Sportsmaster turning to greet you in the back of your mind, but all you could see was those red eyes, that knowing smirk as he saw you, the sleek black armor that covered his whole body, his strong muscles...Black Beetle. You struggled to breath for a second, fighting down the vivid images that had suddenly surged to the front of your mind. Images of being pinned to the wall and fucked until you trembled by the very Reach warrior that stood behind Sportsmaster. He seemed to know what you were thinking, judging by that glint of dark amusement in his eyes.
"H-hey boss," you managed to say, mentally patting yourself on your back for recovering quickly. "I see you have company. Are we still training today?"
"Sorry kid, I've got some new information from our partner to deliver to our scientists and then I need to go over some things with him," Sportsmaster said, jerking his thumb over his shoulder at Black Beetle, "So we'll have to cancel our session."
"I am willing to take your place and play with the Meat today," a deep voice suddenly interjected. You almost choked in surprise. Black Beetle would spar with you? Oh god, where this could lead, your mind immediately went into the gutter and you could feel the first signs of wetness building in your core. The devilish grin on his face only fueled your desires and sudden fantasies.
Sportsmaster turned and looked at Black Beetle, then back to you, considering the offer for a moment and replied, "Not sure if that's such a good idea..."
"Oh don't worry, boss, I'm sure I can handle a guy his size," you said and smiled at Black Beetle, the double meaning of your words only known to him. Sportsmaster completely missed the brief look of pleased surprise that flashed across the Reach warrior's expression. The tables were turned on you quickly though, when a dark smirk slowly spread across Black Beetle's face, his eyes lidded, and he actually leered at you from behind Sportsmaster, raking his gaze down your body, making his thoughts very obvious. It took all your willpower to not blush from his masculine assessment, but you could not control the butterflies that erupted in your chest and the increasing amount of sparks of desire that shot through you when those red eyes traveled up to meet yours again. You swallowed dryly, trying to keep your physical reactions under control. The predatory gleam in his eyes didn't help.
Sportsmaster shrugged and said, "Alright, if you say so." He turned his head to look at Black Beetle over his shoulder, "Just don't kill her, alright?"
"Your faith in me is astounding," you deadpanned, the sarcasm easily detectable in your voice.
A deep, rich laughter made your heart skip a beat. Fuck, you could listen to that all day. It was like audible chocolate. Black Beetle gave Sportsmaster a nod, still chuckling.
Satisfied that you won't be killed, Sportsmaster returned the nod and said, "See you later then." As he passed you, he paused and looked at you. "It will probably be a while before I can get back, so be a good host, okay?"
"Sure, boss," you replied. Sportsmaster bade you farewell with a two fingered wave and left the room, closing the door behind him. Almost immediately you could feel the sexual tension building in the air. You met Black Beetle's eyes again, your breathing quickening when you saw how dark with lust they were. He took a few steps towards you, but then surprised you when he activated his scarab's staple gun on his right arm.
"I'm not letting you off the hook, Meat. I could use the exercise," he purred, his deep voice only turning you on more. For some reason the thought of fighting with him excited you. You likened it to poking a big cat with a stick. It was fun but you knew eventually there would be consequences. However, with Black Beetle, those consequences would probably involve a repeat session of your last encounter. You shivered in anticipation.
"Okay, but we need to set some ground rules before we start," you replied. Black Beetle nodded once at you, his eyes following your every moment as you walked past him to the center of the room. You could feel his gaze burning into your back until you stopped and turned around, facing him. You felt incredibly aware of everything, your body thrumming with excitement, feeding off of the weight of his attention.
"No lethal force, since I'm unarmed today. Also no blades of any kind," you stated.
"Very well, I accept your terms," the Reach warrior replied. You both sized each other up for a moment, the air electric with the building tension. He made the first move and fired a staple at you from his gun. You rolled to the left, avoiding it, the staple hitting into the wall behind you. He followed up with two more shots which you nimbly dodged while circling him. You saw an opening so you moved in to attack. He turned and swung a fist at you. You dropped to your knees to avoid it, tapping his left leg as you passed, using your momentum to push away after getting your hit in. You resumed circling him after placing a few meters of distance between you two.
"That's one for me," you grinned at him. His eyes were wide with battle lust, his wide grin clearly showing his enjoyment of your mock fight. You felt like you were being hunted, and you knew eventually he was going to catch you. It was only a matter of time.
"Not bad, Meat," he acknowledged, then charged at you. He was surprisingly fast for someone his size and you barely managed to dodge to the right, his fist hitting the floor where you were a second before. You made a move to get a hit in on his shoulder but he surprised you when he spun sharply and caught you with a blow from his arm, throwing you back a good ways away. Luckily you had seen the movement and let your body flow with his attack, so it didn't hurt as much as it could have. You landed on your feet and skidded backwards a little as you recovered.
You continued moving slowly around him, looking for another opening to rush in, watching his every move to counter or avoid his attacks. You saw a gleam of approval in his expression and you explained, "I'm not a heavy hitter like you are, so I try to roll with the punches and avoid damage."
"Most of the Meat on this planet are soft," he agreed, his eyes following you as you circled him, "but you did handle it well when I... tenderized you."
You froze for a split second before cracking up and bursting into laughter. You couldn't help it, the play on words was too good and his ability to make anything sound sexual was amazing, although you admit that particular line was just a little bit corny too. Your amusement proved to be your undoing however, when he took advantage of your slip in focus and fired a staple from his gun at you. Unable to dodge in time, you were caught, flung back several meters, and pinned to the wall, the impact leaving you winded. There was no way you could try to escape. Your arms were trapped as well.
"Play time is over, Meat. I win."
"Jeez, you almost put me through the wall!" you complained halfheartedly after catching your breath, looking up to see him deactivating his staple gun.
"You enjoyed it last time I put you halfway through the wall," he purred, prowling towards you.
You blushed and your heart fluttered, his words bringing up the memory of how good it felt to be taken hard against the wall of the Reach ship, being completely dominated in every way. It had been a huge thrill for you to have that experience with the Reach warrior. You knew that after having his long, hard dick inside of you, no man could again ever satisfy you like he did. You had a very good idea where this situation was headed and you were dying for a repeat performance. You hummed in agreement. A question suddenly arose in your mind.
"Speaking of that, how long were you aware that I wanted you?"
Black Beetle stopped in front of you. "I noticed your mode on day one. I wasn't entirely sure who you were reacting to until I cornered you," he said while tracing a line down your left cheek with a single finger. The light touch was in stark contrast with the previous roughness he's handled you with, but it still left you breathless. He reached your chin and tilted your head up to look at him, and continued, "Although, I did have my suspicions."
"My mode?" you asked, wondering exactly what he meant. You've heard the Reach use that term before while discussing the scarabs, so you guessed that the word must have other uses too.
He caressed your bottom lip with his thumb and purred, "Your scent."
You were confused by his answer, but the expectant look on his face made you hold your tongue. He wanted you to figure it out. You thought back to your previous encounter in the Reach ship. He had said something similar back then... Then you remembered. When he had pinned you to the wall, he had told you he could smell your arousal. That's what he must mean by your mode... when you were turned on, as silly as that sounded in your mind, it sort of made sense to you, or at least gave you a good idea of what he meant. Of course the term couldn't just mean sexual arousal, so you guessed that it must mean your status or physical state in general, something like that. Your heart fluttered when Black Beetle noticed the dawning comprehension on your face and rewarded you with a pleased smirk.
"So my mode attracted you?" You questioned him. You wondered how much of a role scent played in the Reach's, well, mating habits. You killed that train of thought quickly, though. No need to over-think things right now.
"Yes. It became increasingly... distracting for me," he murmured, and leaned down to nuzzle the right side of your neck, trailing the hand he held your chin with down the other side of your neck to rest on your left shoulder. You shivered in delight and tilted your head to the side to give him more access. Your breath hitched in your throat when you felt sharp teeth graze your skin. He growled low and followed the light nip with a hot, wet lick, making you purr in pleasure.
"Really? Even if I'm human?" you managed to ask as he pulled back slightly to look at you.
"It's an unusual occurrence for the Reach to be compatible with the modes of other species, but it happens now and then," he replied, and then you felt a firm hand suddenly cup and lightly squeeze your right breast through your shirt. Your eyes fluttered closed and you arched up into his hand the best you could. He massaged your sensitive flesh gently and you cooed softly. You felt his other hand slide down to your left breast to give that one the same treatment. After a moment of enjoying his attention, you opened your eyes to find him staring down at you with an odd look on his face. You couldn't place it but you didn't have time to dwell on it since his usual smirk quickly appeared. Another question burned in your mind.
"Why did you wait so long to confront me?" you asked.
He considered his reply for a few seconds, still caressing your breasts, then answered, "I hadn't decided whether to kill you or claim you." He squeezed your soft flesh firmly in both hands. The combination of hearing that he had thought of killing you and the slight sharpness of pain made you gasp. He continued, "I made my choice when I last had you pinned to the wall like this and figured out that it was definitely my touch you craved." He ended his statement by running both his thumbs over your hardening nipples, making your body twitch with the sudden sparks of pleasure.
You were a little unsettled hearing that, but you pushed it to the back of your mind and asked, "You were thinking of killing me?because I was a distraction?"
"I live to serve the Reach. Any distraction must be taken care of," he murmured, leaning down to lick your lips, then purred, "in one way or another."
His hot, wet lick on your lips turned back on all the feelings of desire and lust that had been put on temporary hold. His eyes were burning into yours. He was so close to you but you couldn't move your arms to pull him all the way in. You needed to get this going, feeling your cunt started to ache hard for him. You whispered against his lips, "Well, glad you didn't take the easy way out, for more reasons than one."
"The hard way is always more fun," he replied, catching your lower lip with his teeth and giving it a very light nip. You took the opportunity to return the lick to his lips. He growled deep in his chest and firmly gripped your shoulders with both his hands. He sealed his lips to yours, entering your mouth with his tongue, curling around your own in slow strokes. You moaned into his mouth, the heat building up quickly between your legs. His kisses were deep and languid, making your toes curl every time he delved into your mouth. He would pull back now and then and give you a second to breath before claiming your lips again. He grazed his teeth over your lower lip on his last kiss, leaving you breathless and burning with need.
"I hope I don't disappoint," you murmured, your breath mingling with his.
He held your gaze, letting you agonize over what his answer would be. You could see the amusement dancing in his eyes and you knew he was playing with you. Still, your heart soared when he replied, "You are more than sufficient."
He ripped the staple out of the wall, freeing you. He might as well left you pinned there, though, because he shoved you hard against the wall again, running his hands down your body, squeezing your breasts hard, making you whimper. You were burning up with desire and your cunt was dripping wet already, however you knew you had to get somewhere more private. You got lucky last time when he fucked you in the Reach ship but you dare not test that luck again.
"Wait," you breathed, and he paused, narrowing his red eyes at you in warning. "My room."
Understanding flashed across his expression and he let you go. "Lead the way," he ordered. It took you all your control to not sprint to your room as you led him out of the training room and down the halls to your bedroom. You wanted him in you now, so desperately. You could feel his eyes burning into your back as he followed behind you. The air between you two was thick with anticipation and tension. It really felt like you were leading a predator that was just dying to pounce on you. You reached your room and opened your door, stepping inside. He followed you in and you closed the door, locking it. As soon as it clicked, you were suddenly grabbed around the waist and flung onto your bed, leaving you gasping. Suddenly, Black Beetle was crouched over you. He wasted no time in ridding you of all your clothes, ripping them off your body. You would have protested the destruction of your outfit, but you wanted them off as much as he did. You heard the shifting metal noise and knew that he had just freed his huge dick.
He kept you on your back and leaned down to place a long, slow lick on your left nipple. A moan burst from your mouth as he took the tip of your breast into your mouth and sucked hard. Your back arched and pleasure shot through you. He switched to your other breast to give it the same treatment. You felt two fingers stroke the wet folds of your pussy and slip into you and stretch you, preparing you for his large cock. You were already practically flowing with wetness, so he easily fit the entire length of his fingers inside you. He thrust his fingers into you a few times, making you gasp in bliss, before pulling out. You felt, rather than saw, him run those wet fingers over his dick, preparing himself. He trailed his tongue from your breast up to your neck, ending with a firm nip. He shifted up to brace himself with his arms on either side of you, and you knew he was getting ready to fuck you. Placing your hands on his chest, you stopped him. Black Beetle froze and looked down at you, his eyes dark and burning with the threat of discipline. You ran your hands across his chest slowly, exploring his strong muscles through his black scarab armor. He tensed when you moved your right hand down and gripped his heavy cock. His eyes lit up as you stroked him, and the mood shifted between you two, suddenly feeling more dangerous.
You lay there under him, his dick in your hand, unable to look away from his gaze. He was staring at you with with the most primal, almost feral even, look on his face, and you knew it would not take much to push him over the edge. It felt like the calm before a storm, the heavy tension between you two building quickly. He let you continue to explore his chest with feather-light touches using your left hand, while stroking his hard cock with your right one, caressing the full length tantalizingly slowly, the slight bumps of the joining segments the only resistance you met. Your entire body felt like it was on fire, burning with need for this Reach warrior. Every time you reached the tip of his dick, you flicked your thumb over the head, the wetness already dripping from it. His shoulders tensed more with each stroke, his expression becoming increasingly predatory. His breathing was quickening and you knew that his control was stretched to the breaking point. You ached for him, god you wanted his touch so badly. You pumped his dick one last time and then brought your right hand to your mouth. You held his gaze as you slowly licked the pre-cum off your thumb. His eyes widened, his breath caught in his throat, and you felt the invisible thread of tension snap.
"You belong to me, Meat," he snarled.
He suddenly gripped your arms and forcibly turned you over, so that your breasts and the side of your face were pushed hard into the mattress. Your knees were forced into a position that had your wet cunt lifted up for him, ready to be fucked hard. He held your arms down by your sides, not allowing you any way to move. You felt him move into position above you, his legs on either side of yours, and the tip of his huge cock press into your folds. Despite the lust you both shared, he pushed into you agonizingly slowly, his low growl giving away how much he was relishing the feel of your tight pussy. You whimpered as he hilted himself in you. You would never truly get used to how big he was. He stretched you to your limits, but you had been aching to feel him inside of you again for so long. You moaned in the pure satisfaction of finally having him buried completely within you after dreaming of it night after night. He gave you a short moment to get used to his size again and let the pain fade slightly, then pulled back far enough so that only the tip of his penis was still inside you. He rolled his hips forward to thrust into you again ever so slowly, making you mewl in pleasure.
It quickly became apparent that unlike your first encounter, Black Beetle planned to really draw this out and quite possibly drive you crazy in the process. His thrusts were agonizingly slow and deep, sheathing himself fully in you before withdrawing almost completely, over and over again. He made sure that you felt every inch of him slipping into you with each stroke. He held you still by your arms, pressing you down into the mattress with his weight, subjecting you to the most torturous pleasure you've ever experienced. It felt like there was an inferno burning inside of you and every time his massive cock entered you only increased the heat you felt. You squirmed against him, whimpering, desperately wanting him to fuck you faster and harder. You felt him lean down, his hot breath suddenly on your neck, before sharp teeth nipped your skin.
"Behave, Meat," he growled in your ear. The absolute dominance he held over you only turned you on more, as impossible as that was. You were panting with need, but you obeyed his command and forced yourself to be still. He continued to fuck you slowly for what seemed like eternity. You loved the feel of his large dick stroking deeply inside of you, in and out again and again, but the burning need for more, for him to fuck you faster, was driving you insane. His low growls and heated breath on your neck did not help your sanity either. Just knowing how much he was enjoying your wet cunt almost equaled the physical pleasure he was giving you. You finally reached your breaking point.
"Please," you whimpered, "please move faster."
To your extreme frustration, he actually stopped mid thrust. You barely held yourself back from crying. Fucking hell, this Reach warrior was going to be the death of you. You felt him shift to the right, so that he could meet your desperate gaze. He smirked darkly at you, his eyes glittering in amusement, and you couldn't help the blush that spread across your cheeks.
"You are in no position to make demands," he purred, punctuating his point by thrusting fully into you and holding there.
You were breathing hard, but managed to beg, "I know, but please, I can't take it anymore. I need you."
"You need me?" he repeated, rolling his hips into you, making you shiver with pleasure.
"Yes," you whimpered, "You're driving me insane."
Black Beetle chuckled, his deep voice setting off even more sparks of need in you, then suddenly withdrew from you completely. You didn't even have time to voice a complaint before you were flipped over again and he was on top of you, pinning you down, his body pressing against yours, forcing your legs over his hips, thrusting hard into you, making you cry out in surprise and pleasure. He paused after hilting himself in you, letting you wrap your legs and arms around him, his forearms braced against the mattress on both sides of you. You met his eyes again, the dark hunger glinting in his expression.
"I will break your sanity a thousand times over before I'm done with you," he breathed. Your eyes widened at his words and then he started to move. Completely contrary to the agonizingly slow thrusting before, he fucked you extremely hard and fast, pounding you into the sheets, setting a pace that was going to rub you raw and leave you sore for days again. The constant mind-blowing pleasure had you moaning and occasionally screaming, unable to form words. Thank god your walls were soundproof. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts. Black Beetle did not let up on you for a second, staring down at you, drinking in your bliss as he made you his. Like the first time he fucked you, all you could do was hang on for the ride. The way he was watching your every expression and reaction while he claimed you in the most intimate manner made you feel extremely vulnerable, but you loved it none-the-less. You had already submitted wholly to him. No human could ever match how fast he pumped in and out of your hot cunt. You clawed at his back, running your fingers against the hard edges of his scarab, desperately trying to handle the overwhelming pleasure the Reach warrior was giving you. But it was useless to even try to fight it. The friction and speed of his pistoning cock quickly drove you over the edge.
Your body spasmed and your pussy clenched down hard around his dick. Moaning loudly and gasping while you trembled under the waves of extreme pleasure, you vaguely registered how he clenched his teeth and shut his eyes, growling deeply as your tight cunt milked his dick. He had paused his fierce thrusting when you had been driven to climax, but as soon as it began to fade, he opened his eyes and looked down at you again, lust burning in his hungry gaze. You realized he hadn't finished yet. His lips curled up into a feral grin that would have sent anyone else running. But you knew exactly what that look meant. You had no time to recover from your orgasm before he was pounding you into your bed again. Your climax had left you incredibly sensitive so the thrusting of his huge cock had you screaming in ecstasy immediately. You thought you heard him groan something but you couldn't make out what he said. He suddenly leaned down to bite hard into your shoulder, the sharp spike of pain only lasting a brief moment, and you swore loudly in between your shrieks of pleasure. He pressed his chest down into yours, fully pinning you under him. You could feel every muscle in his body tensing as he fucked you hard, and you knew he was close. Your cunt felt like it was on fire, the amount of pleasure coursing through your body was insane.
He drove you over the edge again without mercy. Your body shook hard as you orgasmed a second time and your mind reeled in bliss, but still, he continued to pump hard into you. It was only as you were coming down from your climax when he thrusted into you one final time, sheathing himself completely. You felt his cock pulse inside you and heard his deep moan while he emptied himself deep within your cunt. Once he had finished claiming you in the most primal and intimate way, he relaxed against you, shifting the majority of his weight to his forearms again. He remained buried completely inside you, his face nuzzled against your neck, breathing hard. You relaxed too, feeling hot and sweaty, slowly recovering from the intense sex. You traced the outlines of his scarab before moving your hands up to rest on his shoulders, massaging them gently through his scarab armor. He purred into your neck and gave you a kiss on your skin. You two lay like that for several minutes, basking in the afterglow.
"What's your name?" he asked suddenly.
You were surprised that he actually asked. You knew it made you happy that he wanted to know though, judging by the way your heart skipped a beat and how you couldn't help but smile. You whispered your name to him and he rewarded you with another nuzzle on your neck.
"Do you have a real name?" you dared to ask. He was silent for a moment and you started to think he would not answer. After all, you knew how he thought of humans in general and it would be foolish to think that he would treat you any different. That thought bothered you for some reason.
"Dawur."
Surprise shot through you again. He had actually told you his name. You felt a burst of happiness in your chest and you were thankful he could not see you grinning like an idiot.
"If you call me that around others, I will kill you," he warned, his breath tickling your ear. You believed him. Respect was definitely something he valued. Normally a death threat would have you worried, especially after hot sex, but for some reason you felt okay with it. Maybe because he just trusted you with his real name. You would never betray that trust.
"Don't worry, I know who I belong to," you assured him, squeezing your arms around him in a hug. He chuckled lightly and pushed himself up slightly to look you in the eyes.
"Such obedience will have to be rewarded," he murmured, and leaned down to claim your lips with his in a heated kiss, curling his tongue against yours. You moaned into the kiss, loving the hot, wet feeling in your mouth. You were thinking this would lead into another session of intense sex, when he suddenly stiffened and pulled back to look at your door.
"My scarab's scanners have detected that the Meat is on his way back," he muttered and frowned, "We will have to continue this another time."
You were disappointed but still, you couldn't complain. He had just fucked you senseless again, after all. You hissed as he withdrew from you. God you were fucking sore as hell, but it was a good kind of pain. You heard the tell-tale sounds of his armor covering him again while he got off your bed. You immediately missed the heat from his muscled body. Your expression must have given away your disappointment when he looked down at you again, because an amused smirk spread across his face.
"I'll inform the Meat that you were a most entertaining host," he purred, emphasizing the words in such a way that it made the simple statement practically ooze with sexuality.
You blushed and grinned at him, "Thanks, I appreciate it." He nodded at you, his eyes possessively raking over your body one last time, and moved to leave the room.
"Until next time, Dawur!" you called after him when he reached the door. He paused and turned halfway to give you a wicked grin that sent the butterflies in your chest into overtime.
"Until next time," he agreed. He held your gaze for a few more seconds, his eyes glinting with promise, and then opened the door, stepped out, and shut it behind him. You let out a shuddering sigh and rolled over, pulling the covers over you. Fuck. You smiled to yourself in delight. You seriously could not wait for the next time.
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