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It'd been a few days since your run in with Black Beetle...Dawur, you still weren't used to thinking of him by his real name in your head yet, but you were making an effort to correct that. You hadn't gotten the chance to see him again before he had left the Light's base. You had been too busy being sore as hell wrapped up in your blankets, dozing in and out after being deliciously fucked by the Reach warrior. You were still absolutely thrilled he had told you his real name and often found yourself thinking about it, and sometimes smiling like an idiot schoolgirl, though you tried to keep that reaction under wraps when you weren't alone. You knew for certain now that this would be an ongoing sexual affair with Dawur. He had made that very clear, although you wished that you had some idea of when you'd next see him, instead of just hoping that you would run into him again if he happened to visit a Light base, or if your paths crossed somehow.
Still, it was nice to have something you really wanted to actually go your way for once. You had seen the worst humanity had to offer after your parents died. It had been a difficult time for you, and you had been forced to grow up fast in order to survive, taking care of yourself and doing what you had to do to live. You had gained many skills during those years, becoming good enough to catch the interest of your current boss. When Sportsmaster had recruited you into the Light, you were happy to finally have some luck and a sense of purpose. Now, you had gained the attention of the one male that turned you on like nothing else. Things were finally looking up for you, or at least you hoped so.
Sportsmaster had tracked you down once you had gotten up from your bed and thrown on a new set of clothes. He had asked you about that, but you smoothed it over by saying that Black Beetle had roughed you up during your training and you had gone to rest in your room afterwards. Your boss seemed satisfied by your answer so luckily for you he didn't pursue it. Your routine went back to normal until the 13th of February. That evening, Sportsmaster approached you and told you to pack any equipment you would need for a mission, and then to meet him at the helicopter hangar. Since you had been trained to fly or drive almost any type of machine, he had picked you to pilot a chopper loaded up with the Light's stealth technology. No one would be able to detect the vehicle unless they knew it was there and they were looking for it. After putting on your lightly armored outfit, equipping your dual swords, and packing a bag full of food, money, some fun gadgets Sportsmaster had given you, and other essentials, you headed over to the hangar.
He didn't tell you where you were flying him to, just to get into the air and head out because the Light needed to monitor an impeding event. You didn't question it, although it was curious he wasn't telling you anything more. You both got into the chopper and you powered it up, pulling back on the joystick to lift the vehicle into the air. The hum of the spinning blades was almost silent, but given the technology that was integrated into this chopper, you weren't really surprised. Once you had maneuvered the helicopter out of the base and headed in the direction your boss pointed you towards, you waited in silence until he gave you more information about what was going on. You knew from prior experience that he wouldn't talk until he was ready. After about ten minutes of pretty unbearable silence for you, Sportsmaster spoke up.
"Hey, Kid," he finally said, "After we check out the situation, you're heading to Texas."
"You've got work for me to do there?" you asked, glancing over at him. Were you finally getting some field work? It was about time. Although, the one downside is that it would be harder to run into Black Beetle for another round of sex. Before your mind could run away with that fantasy, you killed the thought. Not a good idea to get turned on right now.
"Yeah. Comb through the cities. Houston, Dallas, whatever. We're looking for stray kids, you know, runaways, problem children, that sort. Nab any that you find and take them to any of these drop off points," he ordered, passing you a map marked with red dots. You noted that most of them were on the coast line.
"What do we need kids for?" you pressed for more information while memorizing the map. You wondered why the Light would want to kidnap teenagers. It seemed really weird to you.
"Not us," your boss replied, "Our partner wants specimens for their research."
The Reach wanted stray human kids? That was interesting... "What are they doing?"
Sportsmaster shrugged, "I don't know the details. Just following orders."
You nodded, dropping the subject, "So where are we heading now?"
He crossed his arms and replied, "Hall of Justice."
You blanched, totally taken off guard, "Really? Don't you think that's... not such a good idea?"
"Yeah," he said, looking over at you, "Any other time it would be, but something interesting is going down tonight."
"Interesting good or interesting bad?" you pushed, wanting clarification.
"Not sure yet. We'll be checking out the situation to see if we can make this work in our favor,"
Sportsmaster answered you. He was silent for a moment, then he looked over at you again, "Your friend is going to be around too."
You were confused, "My friend?"
"The Beetle."
Fuck fuck fuck does he know? You swore repeatedly in your mind, but kept a calm look on your face that didn't give away any of your mental panic, "Oh, well, if he's going to be there then... there's some level of danger present tonight. Is that right?" You looked over at your boss, meeting his stare.
Goddamn his mask, you could not see his expression to judge if he knew about your relationship with Dawur. After a moment, he said, "You got it," and looked out the window, "Hold it here."
You quickly stopped the helicopter and held it in position, hovering in the cold night air. Following Sportsmaster's gaze, you saw a fight going on outside the Hall of Justice between what looked like some giant demonic hellspawn from a rock and a tree and... Superboy, Blue Beetle, a large white wolf, and a bizarre floating motorbike. Well, okay then. That wasn't the weirdest sight you've ever seen, but it was pretty odd. Two humans were standing behind the rock-tree monster, and it looked to you like they were controlling it somehow. It was hard to make out at this distance. You watched with a great deal of interest as Superboy and the wolf attacked the monster, but they did little damage to it and it seemed to be healing any blows they got in. You could hear its odd, almost mournful screams from this distance. It sounded kind of sad to you, but you did not dwell on it, instead looking on as Blue Beetle finally joined the fight and fired his sonic cannon at the monster, only to have it promptly redirected at all three of them, knocking the Beetle out of the air.
The monster stepped on the downed Blue Beetle, crushing him under its foot. Superboy and the wolf were struggling to get up. Suddenly the monster roared again and yellow wings lined with wood burst out of its back. It lowered its arm for the two humans to jump onto and took off into the sky, its mournful cry echoing in the night. You waited for Sportsmaster's command to follow, assuming this must be the situation he had been talking about. Your boss was waiting for Superboy, Blue Beetle, and the wolf to slowly recover and get up. You wracked your brain trying to figure out what the monster could have been. The only thing you could think of was that it was somehow related to the Appellaxian husks that had been on display in the Hall of Justice. You knew that the Justice League had formed after defeating the elemental beings after they had come to Earth. Your thoughts were brought back to the present again after noticing the trio of heroes were flying off in their odd motorcycle... Sphere... that was it.
"Follow them," Sportsmaster commanded and you pushed the chopper forward, trailing the heroes at a distance. They obviously knew where the monster had gone, given that they were heading in one direction and not in a search pattern. Keeping a safe distance, you tailed them out of town and soon over a forest. Superboy and Blue Beetle looked like they were talking, but you could not make out what they were saying. You had some skill in lip reading, though not at this amount of distance. After a while, you noted that you were approaching Arlington on the helicopter's gps system. You briefly wondered if Dawur was around, but you didn't get a chance to try to look for him when the heroes came to a clearing where the monster and the two humans were standing. You noticed the silhouette of a nearby industrial building, a power plant it looked like. Sportsmaster got your attention and pointed to another clearing in the trees that would be out of sight of the group.
You wanted to watch them fight again, but your boss gave you an order, "Take it down there." Losing sight of the monster, though still in hearing range of its roars, you flew the chopper over to the other clearing and set it down gently. You powered it down, the hum of the blades fading as the engines shut off.
"Wait here," your boss said, jumping out of the helicopter and quickly heading in the direction of the roars and loud crashes. You huffed. Well, great, now you can sit here and be bored. You listened to the monster's groans fading away. Visualizing the forest in your head, you figured it must be heading to the power plant. Closing your eyes, you concentrated on your sense of hearing. Was that... the sound of sirens? Oh fuck. Was that building a nuclear power plant? This could be bad, very bad. You thought you heard the faint sound of gunfire too.
Suddenly, the radio in the chopper buzzed to life, making you jump, "Kid, check the overhead compartment and bring me the small black box, okay? I'll meet you in the first clearing. Move fast."
You picked up the receiver and pressed the reply button with your thumb, "Sure thing, boss." Maybe you could still have some fun yet. You opened the compartment and saw the black box Sportsmaster had requested. You picked it up and flicked it open. It contained some syringes filled with a red liquid. You closed the box and swiftly exited the chopper, making your way quickly through the trees to where you had last seen the group of young heroes confronting the monster. When you got there, your boss was standing in front of the two humans who had been controlling the beast. They were each pinned to a tree by blue staples. You recognized them as the same kind that Dawur had caught you with when you had sparred with him. Superboy, Blue Beetle, and the wolf were no where in sight. They must have gone after the monster. Sportsmaster beckoned you over and motioned to the woman, who you now were able to identify as Whisper A'Daire. The man, you realized, was Bruno Mannheim, the leader of Intergang. Both were unconscious already. You figured either your boss or the heroes had done that.
"You take that one," your boss ordered, pointing at the woman, as he took the box from you. He opened it and handed you a syringe. You nodded and removed the cover, walking up to Whisper. Sportsmaster was already injecting Bruno with the red liquid. You stuck the needle into the woman's neck and pressed down on it, pushing all of the contents into her bloodstream. Immediately, drool started to come out of her mouth and her body spasmed, her eyes flying open before glazing over. You didn't know what that drug was, but she and Bruno were both totally fucked up now. You knew their minds were gone, even though they were still technically alive. Your boss handed you the box and his empty syringe and you put both the empty needles back into their container.
"Take this back to the helicopter, and then come find me over there," he said, and motioned in the direction of a cliff in the forest that overlooked the power plant.
"Yes, sir," you nodded and made your way back in the direction you had come from, weaving around the many trees. You stashed the black box in the overhead compartment of the stealth chopper again and sighed, stretching your muscles. At least you hadn't been made to kill Whisper. You didn't like to kill, although you would if you had to or if it was an order. You didn't feel any guilt about what you had done, really. You've seen much worse. Humans could be terrible to each other. You were near the clearing where Whisper and Bruno were still pinned to the trees, when you heard the voices of the young heroes. You ducked behind a nearby tree and peered around towards them, keeping your breathing light. Through the tree branches, you saw Blue Beetle scanning the bodies of Whisper and Bruno, and Superboy inspecting their un-moving bodies. The human-kryptonian hybrid ripped the staples out of the trees, freeing them. The two heroes caught the bodies of the Intergang leader and his lieutenant before they hit the ground and loaded them onto Sphere, which was still in cycle mode. They took off into the sky, heading back towards the Hall of Justice. When they were out of sight, you continued forward, intent on finding your boss. He would probably want to know what you just saw.
Walking through the dark forest, you were getting closer to the cliff overlooking the power plant, which now had a stream of black smoke billowing up from it. You could no longer hear the roars of the monster and you assumed that it had been destroyed. The wind was starting to pick up now and then and you tried to stay close to cover to keep from being exposed to the cold gusts of air. After a short trek, you finally approached a gap in the trees and heard Sportsmaster's voice, but you could not make out what he was saying. Straining your ears as you got closer, you realized he must be talking to someone... and there was a very good chance that someone was Black Beetle. A deep, familiar voice drifted through the air, immediately creating twinges of desire in you with the memories it called up. His strong arms pinning you down, his hard dick inside you, his voice growling in your ear as he thoroughly fucked you... Fucking hell, he could make you wet just by talking.
"A resource falling into enemy hands... is a resource best disposed of."
"Partner," you heard your boss reply, "I like the way you think."
You paused by a tree when your boss and Black Beetle came into sight, taking a moment to admire the Reach warrior's strong shoulders and proud posture. He was magnificent even when he wasn't looking at you. Tracing your eyes along the lines of the black scarab that covered most of his back, you wondered about the relationship between it and Dawur. You knew from reading Blue Beetle's files that he and the blue scarab often fought with each other for control, but Dawur and the black scarab didn't seem to be that way, instead working in sync with each other. That was something you would like to ask him sometime, you decided. A sudden gust of wind blew past you towards your boss and the Reach warrior. You didn't think much of it until you noticed Dawur perk up and look over his shoulder, searching the tree line with his intense gaze. Oh fuck, you realized right when he spotted you, he could smell your arousal, that's right. His lips curled into a smirk and he turned to face you. Sportsmaster noticed Black Beetle's sudden movement and followed suit.
"Hey boss," you said, stepping around the tree and walking closer to them, trying to keep your fluttering nerves under control as you got closer to the Reach warrior, "Superboy and Blue Beetle took those two with them when they left."
Sportsmaster let out a short, harsh laugh, "How pointless. They're not going to be able to help them." He started walking towards you and said, "Whatever, let's get going. I'll drop you off at Houston."
Shit. With the way this was heading, you were not going to get a chance to spend time with Dawur. Your mind raced, trying to come up with an excuse or reason to stay here, but you could not think of anything reasonable in your panicked state, and you could definitely not tell your boss the real reason. You dreaded the idea of him or anyone finding out about your relationship with Black Beetle. The Light was capable of great and terrible things and you feared that they might manipulate you against the Reach warrior if something ever went wrong with the alliance. Plus, you did not want to betray either of them, especially not Dawur. Sportsmaster was passing by you now and you knew you had to follow. You reluctantly turned to trail behind your boss, still desperately trying to think of anything, the agonizing frustration building inside of you, when you felt a heavy hand on your right shoulder, keeping you from moving forward. How he got behind you so close without you sensing it, you'd never know. Maybe you had been too distracted with your frantic state of mind.
"Not so fast," Dawur's husky voice said from behind you, "This Meat owes me a rematch."
A rematch, what the hell? You stiffened in surprise, but quickly covered up the shock on your face with a fake mask of understanding before Sportsmaster turned around and said, "A rematch?"
"She asked me for one last time we sparred," Black Beetle replied, still holding you in place by your shoulder. You were extremely aware of the weight of his hand, not to mention the feel of his presence right behind you.
"That's right, I did," you said. A lie, obviously, but you were beyond thankful that Dawur had jumped in with a reason to keep you behind. You knew that the rematch he had suggested was just a cover for more delicious sex.
"Last time you fought with him, he roughed you up some. Are you sure that you can handle it?" your boss asked, crossing his arms and tilting his head at you.
"Yeah," you assured him, before looking over your left shoulder at Black Beetle, meeting his eyes, "You'll be careful, right?"
"Of course," Dawur purred, grinning at you, clearly pleased that you were playing along with his ruse. You could see the glint of pure desire in his eyes and you knew that there would be no actual training this time.
"Well okay then," Sportsmaster shrugged, "Do you want to make your own way to Texas?"
You looked at your boss again, "Yeah, I can handle it. Just leave my bag in the clearing before you go."
"Sure thing. Have fun, kid," Sportsmaster nodded at you and left, fading into the trees as he made his way back to where the helicopter was parked. You and Dawur both watched him leave, waiting until he was completely out of sight, the air thick with sexual tension already. The second your boss was gone, you were spun around to face Dawur, his eyes burning darkly with lust. He immediately tilted your head up, pulled you closer to him, and leaned down to capture your lips in a heated kiss, sending your mind spinning with crazy desire. You met his kiss full on, pressing into him, trying to communicate how much you had been wanting to see him again, and he purred deeply at your passion, licking your lips fully.
God you loved this...the taste of him, the feel of his lips claiming yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned into him, letting the moment wash over you. His hands stroked all the way down your back, tracing your curves, while his tongue dominated your mouth. Your body always felt so alive whenever he was touching you. When he gave you a second to breathe, you moaned his real name and gently nipped his lower lip. He growled and tightened his arms around you, pulling you hard against him and deepening the kiss, thoroughly exploring your mouth and lips for several minutes. You knew you were in for another round of rough sex, but a sudden mischievous idea popped into your mind that would definitely drive him insane. You knew he enjoyed a challenge, so you would make him work for it this time. You pulled back from the kiss, meeting his smoldering gaze. Grinning at him, you lifted your right hand to trace his lips in a teasing manner, enjoying the way his eyes lit up.
"Dawur," you purred, drawing out his name, "Would you like to make this more interesting?"
You couldn't help but shiver when he licked your finger and huskily murmured, "So the Meat wants to play a game with me?"
You nodded, leaning closer to him, lowering your hand, and whispered flirtatiously against his lips, "Catch me."
You saw his eyes widen in surprise at your challenge before you ducked under his arms and spun out of his grasp. You took off at a hard run, darting through the trees. You heard the sounds of his scarab forming its flight thrusters and knew he'd be on your tail in no time. You used the shadows of the forest to your advantage, keeping low to the ground and out of any gaps in the trees that would leave you visible to him in the air. The thrill of the chase excited you and only heightened your lust, the blood coursing through your veins. He would catch you in the end, but you would enjoy this while it lasted. Last time, the mock fight with him had led to very intense sex, so you figured that exciting him with a battle or challenge was a good way to ensure that he fucked you hard, and that was exactly what you wanted. You saw a shadow pass overhead and heard a dull thud in a small clearing several yards in front of you. Quickly coming to a halt from your run, you steadied your breathing and quietly approached the edge of the opening in the forest, circling to the left of it, staying behind trees until you could see through a gap in the branches.
He stood still in the clearing, the moonlight illuminating his black and gray scarab armor. He truly was magnificent, you thought, admiring his strong muscles and the sheer power his form contained. His eyes were closed, you noted, and he was breathing deeply. You could not help but feel mesmerized by this Reach warrior. Not only that, but he had deemed you worthy of his touch, his attention... you raked your gaze over his form, imagining being pinned under him, the feel of his hard cock inside you and his hands squeezing your breasts. Suddenly he opened his eyes and turned to walk into the forest in the direction of where you had originally been running. You lost sight of him among the trees. Careful to not make a sound, you prowled stealthily towards where you had seen him disappear. You were getting close when you sensed a presence behind you, immediately triggering danger warnings in your mind.
You had a split second to both admire and wonder at how could he move so quietly before you were pinned bodily against a tree and a hot tongue was dragged across your neck. Moaning at the wet feeling, you titled your head the best you could to give him more access. Sharp teeth nipped at your neck and a hand slipped around to fondle your breasts before running down the front of your body, slipping two fingers between your legs to stroke your wet folds through your clothes. You rolled your hips into his touch, mewling at he kissed your neck. His low chuckle made you shiver in desire. He had caught you faster than you expected, and should be rewarded, you decided.
"Let me give you something," you breathed, your voice laden with desire. He hummed in interest and stepped back, letting you go. You looked around quickly, a downed barren tree catching your eye. Perfect. You motioned him over to it and asked him to sit. He obliged and took a seat on the log, watching you curiously, his gaze still dark with lust. You swallowed, a little bit nervous about what you planned to do, but you wanted to do this for him, and only him. You knelt down in front of him between his legs and blushed, looking up at him expectantly. His eyes widened as he understood what you wanted and his lips curled up into a wicked grin. You heard his armor open to free his large cock and you switched your gaze to it, taking in its massive size. You reached out to caress the full length of it, the shaft was so thick and long, you briefly wondered if you could go through with this.
You breathed deeply to calm yourself and leaned forward to taste the drop of pre-cum already forming on the head of his teal cock. You licked the tip of his dick a few times. Encouraged by his sharp intake of breath, you wrapped your hands around the shaft and began to slowly pump his dick while caressing the head of his penis with laps from your tongue. You made sure to pay attention to his slight reactions, a light twitch in his body, a growl, or a short gasp, and repeated any movements with your hands and mouth that gained a reaction from him. After several minutes of teasing him like this, you felt a hand on your head pushing you closer to him, signaling that he wanted more from you.
Not wanting to disappoint him, you opened your mouth and took in as much of him as you could, curling your tongue around the bottom of his shaft. You gripped the base of his cock with your hands and stroked whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth. His low moan at your ministrations thrilled you. The knowledge that you were giving the powerful Reach warrior pleasure was enough to make you start to become even more wet between your legs. Relaxing your jaw, you began pumping his dick with your hands and mouth, maintaining a steady rhythm for several minutes while breathing through your nose. You wanted desperately to please him, to give him release, and his growls and increasingly heavy panting at your touch was a huge turn on for you. He threaded his fingers into your hair and you picked up your pace, sensing that he might be close to release. You could feel his eyes staring down at you, watching you lick and suck his large cock. Overcome with the urge to impress him, you pulled back for a second, taking a deep breath and forcing your throat to relax. You leaned forward, taking more of him into your mouth than before, engulfing as much of him as you could handle in your wet warmth, his huge dick sliding past your gag reflex. His hands tightened in your hair and you moaned deeply. You felt a twitch run through his body and heard his deep growl. Suddenly his cock pulsed in your mouth and you felt a large amount of warm liquid gushing down your throat. You did your best to swallow it all... his seed. Your lungs were burning for air and you yanked back after you felt the last of his semen escape from his penis. You gasped a few times, proud of yourself for managing to swallow all of it.
When you met his eyes again, you knew from the look of male satisfaction and content curl of his lips that you had done well. You felt a warm burst happiness that you had pleased him, this fantastic Reach warrior. It still amazed you sometimes that you had been lucky enough to gain his attention. After a few moments of staring down at you, taking in your ruffled appearance after having pleasured him with your tongue and mouth, his smile curved into a lustful smirk and his red eyes darkened. You unconsciously shivered at the intensity of his gaze, the desire practically rolling off him in heavy waves. Without you realizing it, the sexual tension between you two had surged back in full force. You were already thoroughly wet and your cunt ached for him. He could smell your need for him, you both knew it. Your eyes widened as he grinned at you and motioned you to come to him with the curl of a single finger. You burned to be filled by his hard dick and wasted no time stripping your pants off, probably setting a record. He chuckled at your haste to obey him. After kicking your boots off and unfastening the belt that held your swords, letting it fall to the ground along with your blades, you moved to him and he pulled you onto his lap, forcing your legs over his hips, leaving your dripping pussy ready to be fucked. Your hands rested on his shoulders and positioned yourself on top of him, your wet folds hovering over the tip of his penis. He remained sitting up, grabbing your hips with his hands, the position allowing you to look down at his thick teal cock.
Without warning, he pulled you down onto him, burying himself to the hilt in one stroke, making you gasp in surprise. You hadn't been able to watch him enter you before in your previous encounters, and you were transfixed by the sight of his huge dick going up inside of your cunt. He was massive, you already knew that, but actually seeing his large cock fitting into your tight pussy was mindblowing. There was no way it should fit, you thought, but it did, just barely. No wonder it caused you some pain every time he first entered you. An odd feeling surged through your chest. You couldn't place it, maybe it was just seeing his hard penis inside you, the absolute dominance and primal claim he laid upon you with the simple act. You felt almost light-headed and your breathing suddenly became irregular. Time seemed to slow down while you just stared at where you two were joined. When you finally gained control of yourself again, you realized he hadn't moved at all since thrusting into you the first time.
You looked up at Dawur to find him wearing the most possessive smirk you've ever seen on his face. It was clear that he knew exactly what you had been thinking just a moment before. Your heart skipped a beat when his eyes lidded and he purred, "Didn't I tell you, Meat? You are mine." He gripped your hips and pulled you up, your tight cunt squeezing his dick on the upstroke, pausing for a second before yanking you back down hard, filling you up completely again and making you moan. He punctuated his thrust by growling, "All mine." You nodded in agreement, words failing you, the sight and feel off his dick inside you proof of his claim. You knew it was true. You craved him while he was away and you were consumed by him when he was with you. He lit your soul on fire and made you feel alive. He seemed satisfied by your acceptance and did not push you to verbally reply.
He held your gaze, still wearing that smirk, and purred, "You will watch as I take you. Do not look away. Do not close your eyes. Understand, Meat?"
"Yes," you breathed and looked down again, focusing on the point where his hard dick entered you.
"Good," he growled, and then he started to move. You were technically on top of him, but he was the one in full control, gripping you by your hips, lifting you up and pulling you firmly back down onto his cock. Following his order, you kept your eyes glued to where his dick was entering and leaving your cunt over and over, his shaft glistening with your wetness. You knew he was watching you, drinking in your absolute submission to him and enjoying your moans of pleasure, but you did not once look up, instead focusing on the steady pumping of his cock as he fucked you hard. Once you got used to his pace, you began to move with him, tightening your legs around his waist and rolling your hips into him, deepening his thrusts into you, and using your grip on his shoulders to help pull yourself up only to enjoy the feel of his hard penis surging back up into you. Your cunt was burning with the need to go faster, to be fucked harder, but he did not allow you to quicken the pace, forcing you to endure the raging desire that was coursing through your body. You quickly lost track of time, absorbing yourself in the sounds and sight of him claiming you, dominating you in the most primal way a man can take a woman.
You knew there was no point in begging Dawur to fuck you faster, since last time you had tried that he had taken delight in teasing you, and he was obviously enjoying making you submit to him even more tonight. His husky growls and groans complemented your gasps and moans as he fucked you steadily in the cool air of the forest. Your only measure of how long he had been thrusting into you was the dull ache in your muscles and the fire burning in your core, always simmering just below the point of release, tormenting you with the promise that if he would just fuck you a little bit harder you could lose yourself in bliss. A thin sheen of sweat had built up on your body, you realized, but you did not give it a second thought, once again losing yourself in the pleasure of his large dick pumping steadily into your tight pussy, your moans becoming increasingly needy with desire. This session of intense sex with the powerful Reach warrior had already lasted longer than your previous encounters with him, and would no doubt leave you sore as hell again. You tried to slide down on him just a bit harder, desperate to just feel a little bit more pleasure, just a bit more to push you over, but he did not allow it, tightening his grip on your hips and keeping you just on the brink of climax. You started to claw at his shoulders and chest, whimpering and trembling against him. He chuckled darkly at you, and you knew that if you looked up, you would find him still wearing that possessive grin.
Finally, after what seemed to you like an eternity, he moaned deeply and picked up the pace, much to your absolute delight. His cock pistoned in and out of your already sensitive cunt, turning your moans into screams and shrieks of pleasure. His grip on your hips was bruising, but you didn't care, the burning need in your body now being satisfied by his huge thrusting dick. You forced yourself to keep your eyes on his penis pumping hard into you, god... how could he move so fast? You suddenly felt the inferno explode inside you, and waves of intense, mindblowing pleasure burst from your core. You screamed in pure bliss and your entire body spasmed, your back arched and your legs tightened around his hips as you rode his dick, your cunt clenching around his hard shaft. Dawur joined you in climax, hissing as you milked his cock, tremors running through his body as he filled you with his male essence for the second time that night.
Still panting hard, you collapsed against his chest, curling up in his lap, his cock slipping out of your wet cunt to be covered by his armor again. You felt his arms wrap around you while you recovered from your orgasm. You shivered occasionally, still feeling little shocks of pleasure shoot like lightning through your mind. You were very sore, but damn, the intense sex was totally worth the pain. Dawur was breathing hard too, though it was obvious that you were the one more worn out. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the warmth of his body. It was really the first time you got to cuddle with him, and you planned to make the most of it. After a few moments you suddenly felt one of his hands stroke your hair, running from the top of your head and down your neck. You realized... he was petting you. Purring at his touch, you nuzzled close to him. He continued to caress you for a while and you basked in the feeling of contentment, letting your mind wander. A random question popped into your head, something you had pondered about.
"Hey Dawur," you murmured against his chest, "I was wondering about something."
"Hmm?" he replied, sounding somewhat distracted.
"Your scarab, it has its own consciousness right?" You had read the files the Light had on Earth's Blue Beetle and assumed the information also applied to Dawur's Black Beetle.
"Yes," he confirmed, "We work together to serve the Reach."
You grinned. Just as you thought. "So," you continued, "That means every time we've had sex, I've been double teamed?"
His hands stopped halfway through stroking your hair and he froze for a second. It started low in his chest, building quickly into full blown, pure honest laughter, his shoulders shaking in mirth. You looked up at him in amazement, taking in his closed eyes as he laughed in that deep voice you loved so much. You couldn't help but join in, sharing in his amusement. You have heard him chuckle and snicker before, but nothing like this, it was something that you could listen to forever. You ended your moment of shared enjoyment smiling at each other, his eyes glittering with the humor from your joke.
"I made the right choice to keep you," he finally said, finishing his last stroke through your hair. You grinned at him, feeling very happy that you had gotten this moment with him tonight. You could sense that it was drawing to a close, though, and you did have a job to do. It was also important to you that he didn't think you were clingy. Sure, you loved the sex and the time with him, but you wanted to make him happy with you too and not overstep your bounds. You knew it was a long shot, but this relationship you had going with Dawur, there was a possibility it could lead to more, and you didn't want to mess it up. You wanted the sex to continue for sure, and if more happened, that would be just fantastic. You just had to play this cool and not piss him off. Wincing a little as you got off his lap and stood up, you stretched your sore muscles before grabbing your pants and putting them on again. You walked over to where you had dropped your swords, picking them up and re-equipping them to your waist. You felt his presence behind you, his deep voice calling your name, and turned around to face him.
"I will see you again, Meat" he stated after you met his gaze. You were surprised... not just a 'see you next time', but an actual promise that you two would meet up again. This was great, you thought as you smiled happily at him, it was definitely a good sign, plus he actually called you by your name.
"Of course," you agreed, "Hopefully sooner rather than later."
"That would be ideal," he said, then smirked at you, "But until then, don't forget that you are mine, and I do not share."
"I know," you grinned, "Maybe I should just get a collar so that way everyone can see that I'm off-limits." You couldn't help but blush as his expression darkened in male appreciation of the thought.
"That is not a bad idea," he muttered to himself. Your eyes widened slightly. It had been somewhat of a joke, but if he wanted to take it seriously, then you were all for it. It would be a physical sign that Dawur really did want to keep your relationship going and that you were important enough to him to visibly mark you as his. Even if no one else would know what it meant, you and Dawur would understand the significance. A cold breeze suddenly blew through the clearing and you shivered. The night was getting colder and you could not afford to get sick. You had a job to do.
"I need to get going," you said, even though you did not want your time with him to end, you knew it had to come to an finish for tonight.
He nodded at you and said, "So do I. The Ambassador is expecting my report."
He looked you over one last time, his expression thoughtful. You weren't quite sure what to make of it, but you figured it wasn't anything to worry about. You waved goodbye to him as he activated his scarab's flight thrusters and took off into the night sky. Watching him fade into the distance, a feeling of sudden loneliness overtook you. Although you knew you'd see him again, and the sex would be an ongoing thing, it was still surprising how much you missed him when he did leave. He had been so warm when he had held you after the sex, and his laugh, a real laugh...
"For fuck's sake, he's been gone for like two minutes," you hissed to yourself, "Stop it." You didn't know when you'd next see him, but at least you knew that you would. There was no use in having a pity party for yourself, and you did not want to think about what your feelings meant right now. You breathed deeply, calming your nerves, and started your slow trek through the forest, mindful about how sore you were. You would need to pick up your bag from the other clearing and then head to Arlington. You would have to steal a car in town and make your own way to Texas. Sportsmaster had trusted you on your own to do this job and you would not let him down. Plus it would help keep your mind busy so you wouldn't consume yourself with missing Dawur. Houston, Dallas, San Antonio, and El Paso were the cities you'd check out first, you decided. Surely there were kids there that you could grab and no one would miss.
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