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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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The low hum of the Manta Flyer's engine was the only sound you registered in your mind as you stared out the window at the night sky, the dark clouds passing below as the ship continued towards its destination. Dawur stood nearby where you sat at a console, the monitor in front of you displaying the ship's flight path. He was about a foot away from you, his proximity a constant factor you were aware of even as your thoughts wandered. You glanced down at your black bracelet for a few seconds, the band a physical reminder of his ownership of you. After he had left you waiting in your room for him in the Reach ship, you had resigned yourself to the fact that he probably just viewed you as a pet. Maybe more than a pet, but still, he did not view you as an equal, that was for sure. A month ago you would have been fine with that, happy to even have his attention and enjoy a sexual relationship with him. But now...
You sighed quietly to yourself, conscious of the flyer's other passengers. Aside from Dawur, a small group of female Reach technicians and the head Reach scientist were aboard the ship. A Manta trooper was commanding the vessel from the pilot's seat in the center. You were currently on your way to Smallville, where you would be stationed at Lexcorp Farms to guard the place while the scientists oversaw the production of the Reach's new beverage. It was finally ready for mass production. After the attack a few days ago that resulted in the loss of Blue Beetle, it was likely that the heroes would look into Lexcorp's partnership with the Reach. The Ambassador had ordered Dawur to take charge of security for the farm. You had been dragged along by Dawur, who had simply raised an eyebrow and smirked at you when you had asked if the Light approved of your change in assignment. Not that you were unwilling to go with him, of course. You were slightly worried that the attention he gave you would cause suspicion among the higher-ups in the Light and the Ambassador. As much as you mulled over the state of your relationship with Dawur, the last thing you wanted was for it to end somehow.
What did you want from this anyways? You were definitely emotionally attached to him. It was too obvious for you to deny at this point. If seeing him carrying another woman, even if there was nothing more to it than just helping an ally, it had nearly driven you insane with jealousy and caused you to act like some lovesick school girl, abandoning any sense of logic and letting your feelings take over. You had realized what you were doing, though you just could not help your actions at the time. That was pretty embarrassing looking back on it. You were lucky Dawur had tolerated that. He could have killed you or ended your relationship. Your heart clenched at the thought. It was too painful to even imagine. You wondered... what did he feel for you? Did he even have romantic feelings for you? He had sought you out often during the past month, so he enjoyed your company for sure, and it wasn't just for sex. Sure he clearly enjoyed the sexual aspect, and you did too, but he also spent a lot of time just talking to you or having mock battles.
Your relationship had started off being purely sexual, but it was far more than just that for you now. Dawur could still kill you at any time, but he didn't. He actually went out of his way to spend time with you and calmed your emotions with his gift. Sure, he had warned you to not get jealous again, but the fact of the matter is he could have just ignored it or gotten pissed off at you. On the other hand, he never stayed with you for long after having sex. As soon as the Reach called, you were a second thought in his mind. Not to even mention his lust for real battle. The look of fierce delight in his wild eyes when he had beat the crap out of those heroes was still fresh in your memory. It was unrealistic to expect that you would ever be the first priority for him or be seen as his equal. His duty and loyalty was to the Reach, and they did look down on other races in general. You might be special to him among the rest of the humans, or Meat as he would say, but you figured you were probably like a good dog, just with the added benefits of sex and intelligent conversation. Were you reading into the whole situation too much? There was a small chance that he actually did genuinely care about you and you were just letting your worries run out of control. Fuck. You really didn't know. You just didn't know. You could never be totally sure of what he thought unless you asked him, and there was no way you were going to do that. Maybe you should just try to figure out what exactly you felt, what you wanted from him, and what you could be happy with?
A firm poke to your forehead interrupted your thoughts and snapped you back to reality. You rubbed your head for a few seconds and glanced over at Dawur, who was giving you a curious look. How long had you been zoned out for? It must have been quite a while if he felt the need to get your attention. You really didn't want to discuss your thoughts on your relationship with him or give him any reason to break things off with you. It would devastate you if he did, you knew that for sure. You did feel really happy when you were with him, even with your recent musings over the status of your relationship. You just had to sort out your own feelings and come to terms with your doubts. Then you could be content. You shook your head slightly at him, signaling that it was nothing for him to be concerned with. Judging by the flat expression on his face, he did not buy it. Shit. You would have to come up with something to tell him that would be true. His scarab was able to detect lies. You mouthed 'later' to him, and he gave you a look that told you he expected you to keep your promise, nodded once, then turned to look out the front of the Flyer again. You followed his gaze and realized that the ship had reached Lexcorp Farms. Long rows of buildings were surrounded by huge fields of crops. Several large domes stood at the end of the area, before the land was taken over by a large cornfield. There was a wind farm built further back from the main group of buildings. You had to give Mr. Luthor credit. It was pretty impressive. The Flyer slowed and came to a landing near one of the hydroponic domes.
"Finally," the head scientist sighed. She looked quite irritated from the long journey. The loss of Blue Beetle might still weigh heavy on her mind as well. You shuddered at the memory of the expression of absolute rage on the Ambassador's face. You never wanted to be on the receiving end of that. Dawur silently escorted the head scientist and her technicians out of the vessel towards the building. You grabbed your bag and followed the group, the Flyer taking off again as soon as you were clear. As you stepped through the door, you observed the tall rows of growing plants stacked neatly throughout the room. Long tubes filled with violet liquid fed nutrients into each crop. Tables of various fruits and vegetables were placed at the edges against the walls. There were several human security guards standing near the entrance. They did not look surprised as your group passed them. Clearly they were part of the Light. Dawur and the group of Reach scientists came to a metal hatch in the floor, which opened to reveal long tunnels and more rooms built underneath the main complex. There were already several Reach technicians at work in the lab, adding violet stones to the tubes that led up to the growing crops. Each shard would dissolve quickly after being dropped into the liquid.
After climbing down to the level below, the scientists immediately got to work, talking to each other in their native clicking tongue. Dawur seemed distracted by what the others were doing, so you took the opportunity to wander down the halls in the opposite direction. You knew it was foolish to be sulking over your worries and it was your own damn fault anyways. Your thoughts were a mess right now and you desperately just needed some time alone to sort out your feelings before Dawur confronted you. It was impossible to do that when you were around him. He was similar to a drug for you. He was addicting, you couldn't get enough of him when you were together and he was all you thought about when you were apart. It really was like going through withdrawals whenever your time with him was cut short and meetings were few and far in between. It had gotten worse for you now that you were more invested in this relationship. When he was with you, just talking or fighting or actually buried deep inside you when he fucked you, none of these doubts or troubled thoughts were ever present in your mind, but as soon as you were apart, you were filled with longing and worries. It was like a roller-coaster of highs and lows.
You shook your head before your emotions could run wild. There had to be a way for you to sort out your feelings without getting lost in your mind again. Taking note of your surroundings, you realized that you were standing in between two doors in a long hallway. As much as you enjoyed your time on-board the Reach ship, seeing human architecture again was refreshing. As you glanced both ways, you saw that each door was marked with a small electronic nameplate. Some of them had names displayed on the screens. A few of the names were written in the Reach's language. This must be the housing section of the underground complex. You proceeded further down the hall and came to stop at a door with a blank nameplate. You hit a button on the side and a small keyboard slid out of the bottom. After entering your code-name, the device beeped and your name appeared on the screen. With a soft click, the door unlocked and swung open inwards. The room was a moderate size with a bed, a desk, and some shelves. Another door led to the bathroom area. You could use a shower, you decided as you stepped in and shut the door behind you.
After throwing your bag into a corner and removing your mask and swords, tossing them in the general direction of your bag, you stripped your remaining clothes off, leaving them on the floor. You couldn't be bothered to pick them up right now. The bracelet Dawur had given you stayed on. With a sigh, you closed the bathroom door behind you and hit a switch on the wall, setting the temperate to warm. Water began to spray down from the shower-head, which was mounted on the ceiling above the center of the large shower. Sliding the glass door to the side, you stepped in, the warm water soaking your hair and body as you shut the panel behind you. A shelf built into the wall held various shampoos, body washes, and washcloths. You closed your eyes and leaned against the cool tiles of the shower wall, the outer edge of the water spray cascading down your body, keeping you warm. It helped calm your mind. It was time to sort out your feelings and break it down to its simplest form. Could you be happy if nothing changed and your relationship with him stayed the same as it was now?
Your immediate answer was no. As much as you enjoyed the time with him, you did want more from it. It was definitely more than sex or a crush for you now. You wanted to be with him long-term. You wouldn't go as far as love, but the thought had been crossing your mind lately. The problem was that you did not know what he wanted or felt, or if he even would consider taking the relationship to the next level. You were human, and the Reach considered all other species as inferior. He might become offended if you asked about further developing your bond. There was no way you would dare put your relationship with him in jeopardy. As much as you wanted more from him, it would kill you if he decided that he didn't want you anymore. So for your analysis, you should assume that he wanted to keep things as they were right now. It was coming down to whether you could enjoy your time with Dawur as it was with no expectations for more and if he desired to develop it beyond its current state, then he could make the first move. Could you live with that? You frowned, considering your thoughts and feelings.
You were interrupted from your musing by a sharp knock on the glass door, making you jump in shock, your heart racing. You found yourself staring up into amused red eyes. "Dawur!?" you gasped. How the fuck did he get in here? Should you even be surprised at this point? He had made entering your room without asking a habit on the Reach ship. You must have been really out of it if he had been able to get this close to you without you noticing it.
"There you are," he said, opening the shower door and moving to join you under the warm water. You stepped back, giving him the room he needed. He closed the panel behind him, looking down at you with his head titled. "I was wondering where you had run off to."
It was hard to hold his eyes. You resisted the urge to look away. For some reason you felt a little bit ashamed, though you were unsure why. It wasn't the fact that you were naked. He'd seen your entire body many times. "I needed to clear my mind," you muttered. There was no way you could avoid this talk.
"Speaking of that, what had you so distracted earlier?" he asked, his eyes narrowing a fraction. His arms crossed over his wide chest and he leaned back against the wall, gazing down at you with a firm expression.
Your heart felt heavy and light at the same time. It was a bizarre sensation. He cared enough to ask if you were alright and what you were worried about, but at the same time you hated the thought of burdening him with your doubts or disappointing him in any way. "You really want to know?"
He nodded at you, replying, "Yes." There was no way you could lie to him. It would be detected immediately by his scarab. The only option was to tell a truth, but not the one you didn't want him to hear.
Deciding to go with another thought that had been on your mind, though not nearly as often, you said, "I've been thinking about how odd the timing of the attack was, and how they even managed to find the ship in the first place." There, it wasn't a lie so you wouldn't get caught.
"Agreed, it was entirely too convenient," he frowned, his eyes becoming distant for a moment before refocusing on you, "I am looking into it. Now, what else has been bothering you?"
A strong feeling of dread surged through you. Could you bluff your way out of this? If you said there was nothing else, he would know you were lying. You scrambled trying to come up with something to tell him, but your mind was blank. The look in his eyes told you that he probably wouldn't buy an excuse and would push for the real truth. There was no way out of this. Resigning yourself to your fate, you sighed, "Girl stuff."
"Explain," he demanded, his deep voice leaving no room for argument. Well fuck, maybe you could convince him that it wasn't anything he needed to worry about? It was your personal business after all.
Pausing for a moment as you figured out a way to phrase it, you answered, "It's really not important, just a human thing. Nothing for you to be concerned about." His eyes narrowed, the force of his intense stare burning straight through you. Holding your breath, you prayed that he wouldn't push for more information. You really wanted to figure out the answer to your situation before talking to him about it, if you had no choice in the matter.
Right before you felt like you were about to explode from the building anxiety, the harshness of his gaze disappeared and a gleam of reluctant acceptance flash across his face. "Hmm... I'll let you off the hook for now, Meat. I'd much rather take advantage of this current opportunity." His tone dropped to a sexual purr at the end, immediately triggering feelings of lust in you. A short burst of amusement accompanied the desire flooding your body, you really were conditioned now to respond to any of his advances. And just like that, all feelings of worry left you as if a heavy weight had been lifted from your mind. It was amazing how easily he affected you.
Dawur's armor began to disappear from his hands and arms, retracting all the way back to reveal the teal muscles of his chest, shoulders, and some of his abdomen. Holy shit, those abs. This was the most you have ever seen of his real form underneath his scarab armor. Your fingers twitched with the overwhelming urge to explore all the skin you could reach. Water from the shower-head above you was already flowing down his revealed body in thin streams. You could not tear your eyes away from the path all the drops of water traced around his solid muscles. You started to lift your hands to indulge in your desire, but stopped short when you felt his bare hands cup your breasts. Oh god, that felt amazing... Your legs trembled and you mewled as he squeezed your soft flesh and pinched your nipples. The touch of his bare hands on your body, his skin on yours, had your breath coming in increasingly heavy pants. Continuing your previous motion, you slowly ran your hands over the firm muscles in his chest, enjoying the feel of his skin against your fingers. He kept his touch fairly soft, always leaving you burning for more.
One of his hands rose to tilt your chin up. You met his dark red eyes as he leaned down to press a hot lick against your lips. You moaned, loving the erotic feel of his wet tongue. His other hand gripped your shoulder, keeping you still and not allowing you to try to deepen the kiss. He lapped slowly at your mouth in between gently capturing your lips with his, occasionally darting in to sample your taste, the light caresses heaven to you. In response to your needy whine for more, he nipped your lower lip and nuzzled to the side, reaching your neck, continuing his actions there, his teeth marking your skin. His free hand dropped to trace a teasing line down your stomach, setting your nerves on fire, and ending resting on your hip. His grip on your shoulder released in favor of grabbing your hair to pull your head back enough to push your breasts upwards. He immediately set upon them with his mouth, biting and licking and sucking and driving you wild with lust. Your moans became louder and longer as he alternated between your breasts, making sure he paid them equal attention.
You closed your eyes and lost yourself in the onslaught of pleasure, shivering from the heat of his mouth. His grip was tight in your hair, forcing you to remain bent backwards. Your hands had moved to hold onto his shoulders to help support your weight while your feet sometimes slipped on the wet tiles of the floor. A thick finger slicked along the length of your folds and you bit back a scream as it reached your clit, rolling against it in small circles, making your dripping cunt ache with need. He pulled back from your breasts to chuckle at your reaction. Rolling your hips into his hand, you gasped his name breathlessly. He growled huskily, deep from his chest, the sound of his dominance over you. Dawur let go of your hair and gripped your hips with both his hands, lifting you up and pinning you hard against the shower wall, forcing your legs around his waist as he pressed close to you. The head of his long teal cock touched the entrance to your pussy, sliding up and down your folds, teasing you with the promise of mind-blowing pleasure to come. You tried to pull him closer, desperate to have his dick in you, but he refused to enter, only slowing his frustrating strokes. You glared up at him, your mind half gone, panting and trembling, all thoughts driven away by the intense desire you felt for this Reach warrior.
Something in your expression must have set him off because his red eyes darkened and he surged up into your cunt without warning, his huge cock filling you up in the most delicious way. There was barely any pain this time, the water having slicked his penis, plus you had been having regular sex with him so you were used to his massive size. Dawur's thrusts were powerful and deep, driving his full length right to the hilt into you over and over, the hardness of his dick stroking against your clit with every movement, his girth stretching your inner walls to the limit. It was the best feeling in the world. Nothing could compare to how good his hard length felt every time he rocked forward, slamming you against the wall. His hands dug into your hips as he pounded into you mercilessly, making you scream and beg and nearly cry with the explosions of heat and pleasure bursting from your core every time his cock pumped into you. Raking your nails against any of his bare skin you could touch, you surrendered to the bliss of being fucked senseless. You felt so hot, the heat from the water amplifying the fire burning in your pussy, the friction from his pistoning dick stroking your tight cunt and rubbing your clit again and again... it was too much. With a scream, you were driven to a shuddering climax, your body almost thrashing uncontrollably against him, your mind going completely blank, the pleasure beyond what you could handle while keeping your sanity. He groaned as your tight cunt clenched his dick, milking him to his own orgasm, his penis twitching inside you as he filled you with his essence.
You were barely aware of him slipping out of you, his armor covering his body again. He picked you up, cradling you in his arms. You were mumbling incoherently, still recovering from the sheer amount of pleasure that had overtaken you. It was good that he was carrying you, since you doubted that you would be able to even stand on your own legs. He was taking you somewhere... you realized where you were when he placed you on a soft mattress. You were still wet, but you could not muster up the will to complain at the moment, instead opting to just lay still and catch your breath. He joined you on the bed, his own panting still calming down. You closed your eyes and just enjoyed his company, basking in the afterglow of the fantastic sex. A few minutes passed in comfortable silence, the mutual enjoyment you both got out of the coupling creating a peaceful mood. As you rested on the bed next to Dawur, you chose to voice a thought before you could change your mind about it. "Why do you want to know what I'm worried about? And I don't mean the major things." You turned your head to look at him.
He was already gazing at you, a lazy look in his eyes, "I've told you already." You were briefly confused for a few seconds until you remembered what he had said to you on the Reach ship. He took care of what belongs to him. You were his, and so it stood to reason that he would look after you if he saw or sensed you were troubled. The mental conflict over the unanswered question you had been trying to figure out in the shower, before he had found you, reared its ugly head again. Your face must have reflected that, because he tapped your head and ordered, "Stop that."
You winced slightly and apologized, "Sorry. I just have a lot on my mind." You pushed your worries to the back of your thoughts. It wasn't as bad now that he was with you, so you didn't have much trouble calming your doubts. Given the choice, you would want to stay by his side always if you could feel at peace.
After a moment, he cupped your cheek and said, "I will not force you to tell me, but you need to take care of it one way or another. I didn't bring you with me to mope around all day." Your heart felt lighter at his words and you couldn't help the smile that blossomed on your face. You didn't have to tell him and he wouldn't make you. You could handle this alone and then everything would be fine. It would be depressing to just drive yourself insane over-analyzing your thoughts again and again. He was right.
Nodding, you replied, "Yeah I know. I'll be fine. I just need to stop over-thinking everything." You wouldn't want to deprive him of his fun either. Then he actually might become angry with you. That was the last thing you wanted to happen.
He smirked, pleased at your answer. "I can always provide a distraction," he purred, gripping your arm and pulling you closer. "I know you enjoy it when I do this." He threaded his fingers in your hair and tilted your head back, baring your throat to him. A puff of hot breath warmed your skin, then a wet tongue trailed up your exposed neck, sending shivers right down to your toes.
You moaned, feeling your body responding to his touch again with desire coiling in your core, "So much..." His chuckle made your heart flutter. Sharp teeth nipped under your chin, and he continued upwards, dropping another wet lick on your cheek.
A deep voice whispered huskily in your ear, "Now, Meat, how are you going to repay me for comforting you?" You wrapped an arm around his neck and whimpered as he lapped at your sensitive skin, your legs squirming at the wonderful sensation.
Unable to help yourself, you grinned, "I know what you like." He chuckled and rolled on top of you. As his hands explored your body yet again, you finally made your decision. Even if your relationship with him never reached the deepest level, you would enjoy it as it was, and give your full devotion to him freely. Regardless of his thoughts or however he cared about you, that only thing you could do was act on your own feelings in a reasonable manner. It wasn't perfect. You wouldn't be truly happy, the nagging desire for a stronger bond would always be present, but you could be content. Who knows... it might lead to more in the end on its own.
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