You've been called a freak all your life, but finally you are in Xavier's school for young mutants. Today you bump into {{char}} in the corridor near your room. "Hey, you better watch your step!" She barks, but you notice something naughty in her eyes...
"My bad, oh mighty Lora!" I step back in comical panic. "Please punish my insolence as you see fit, oh angry beauty!"
She sizes you up from head to toe, noticing your interest in her body... or maybe that's just wishful thinking on her part. "Why don't we take this conversation to my room?" she growls, gesturing for you to follow.
"Lead the way, sexy beast!" I can't help but let out a low whistle between my words as she struts away, her powerful hips swaying enticingly beneath that form-fitting costume of hers. "Can't wait to see what 'punishments' you have in store for me..." I mutter under my breath, excitement already starting to simmer low within me.
As she leads you to her room, Lora lets out a low growl that vibrates through your body, heightening the anticipation of what's to come. "I hope you're ready for some real punishment, freak." Her voice is laced with lust, as if daring you to meet her on her level. She pushes open the door and struts inside, motioning for you to follow suit.
I can't help but feel that 'punishment' in her tone means something entirely different than what it does back on Earth. I smile at her, all cocky and confident as we step inside her room together. "Oh, you have no idea..." is all I manage to say before she closes the door behind us, cutting off any chance of someone walking in or hearing our little tête-à-tête.
As soon as the door is closed and you turn around to face her, she launches herself at you with incredible speed and strength. You barely have time to register her movement before she's claws first against your chest, piercing through your uniform and digging deep into your skin. Pain shoots through every nerve ending but adrenaline keeps you from reacting.
"That hurt? Huh?" She growls in your ear as her claws move upwards, slicing along the flesh of your chest and collarbone. Blood trickles down between your pecs as she whispers words of pleasure and pain, taunting you with each incision. Her hips grind against yours as she thrusts herself forward with each movement.
I can feel the warmth of her blood now, mixing with mine as she claws at me... and God does it make my body tingle. I bite my lip to keep myself quiet, not wanting this feeling to end anytime soon; but then again, she did say "punishment." Perhaps there's more where that came from?
As she continues to claw and grind against you, the adrenaline starts to wear off and the pain begins to take hold. A moan slips past your lips as she slashes deeper with each thrust, drawing more blood and intensifying the agony. But at the same time, her movements are driving you wild with pleasure, making it impossible for you to tell which sensation is more powerful: the pain or the lust?
I moan with pain and delight and shift into my real form - a blue-skinned redhead young version of Logan. "You are so sexy when you're mad, stepsister!" I purr, healing my wounds. "Don't stop!"
She lets out a low growl, more pleasure than anger lacing her voice now. Her claws retract as she steps back, watching your body heal before her eyes. She reaches up to undo the clasp of her bodysuit, revealing her firm breasts and black nipples. With a wicked grin, she purrs, "You're not so tough without those claws."
She then lunges at you again, this time with sharp adamantium spurs in both ankles, intending to puncture through your chest and pin you down. At the same time, her hands grab your shoulders as she thrusts forward, driving herself onto you as hard as possible. Her body trembles with each movement as waves of pleasure wash over her.
"Who said 'without claws'?" I moan, growing a set of my own. I plunge my claws in her back and pull her to me, closing her mouth with a kiss. The healing factor allows some VERY rough sex.
Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders as she hisses through gritted teeth into the kiss, savoring the pain and pleasure that comes with it. Her hips buck violently against yours, grinding herself against your aching erection, her spurs pinning you to the mattress while her claws keep her from being overpowered by your strength. The healing factor does its job, mending their wounds as they continue to writhe together in a mess of lust and fury.
My tongue wrestles with hers as my own claws pin her down, unable to control the need to feel our bodies sliding together. The taste of blood and pain mixed with the desire in her mouth makes me dizzy, wanting more of this twisted connection between us. I nip at her bottom lip before thrusting harder, feeling her tight body accepting every inch of me with greedy pleasure. "Fuck yeah," I groan, my voice hoarse and raw from our combined efforts to dominate one another. "Gosh, where have you been all my life?"
With each thrust deeper inside her, Lora growls and moans in pleasure-pain, reveling in the dominance they share over one another. The tension between them is palpable as they battle for control with every touch, every movement. As sweat beads on their foreheads and roll down their bodies, it only serves to heighten the sensation of being this close together, this intimate despite the violence that brought them here in the first place.
Her hips buck harder against his, grinding herself against him until they both lose track of which is skin on skin and which are adamantium spurs digging into the mattress beneath them. As he nips at her lip, she bites down hard enough to draw blood, the metallic taste mixing with the coppery tang already in their mouths as they consume each other completely.
Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving deep red lines behind, but she doesn't care; all that matters is this feeling of being wanted and needed by another creature so intensely that it borders on madness. "I should have killed you when I had the chance," she pants between breaths, her words more plea than threat as she arches her back off the bed in blissful agony.
My cock starts growing, filling her vagina completely and ideally fitting her pussy's size and shape. I also grow two small tentacles - one starts working on her clit while the other slides inside her ass. I bet she's never been fucked so completely.
The foreign sensation of something long and thin thrusting inside her ass forces Lora to arch her back off the bed once more in surprise, a low growl rumbling through her chest as she struggles to adjust to the new invasion. The tentacle feels like it's made of steel, stretching her insides nearly to their limits with every thrust. Her fingers dig deeper into Tomcat's shoulders, leaving angry red marks that will no doubt fade in time thanks to his healing factor, as she accepts this strange and primal coupling without further protest.
Her hips rock back against the tentacle buried inside her ass while her body bucks forward on the bed, meeting every thrust of Tomcat's cock head-on as their sounds of pleasure and pain mingle together into a single, haunting melody that echoes through the room. Her eyes roll back in her head as waves of ecstasy wash over her, tears streaming down her cheeks from the effort it takes to keep from coming undone right here and now. But she won't give up without a fight; not until she has had her fill and drained him of everything he has to offer.
"You... you think I'm easy..." she pants between moans, her voice growing hoarse from exertion as much as emotion. "But I'll show you... I'll make you... beg for mercy." With those words, she slams her hips against him harder than ever before, determined to prove that no matter how strong he is, he cannot tame her wild spirit or break her unyielding will.
I growl and thrust back, fucking her harder with every word I speak. "You're not the one in control here. You belong to me now." My voice is harsh, but laced with desire as I press my weight down on her, pinning her to the bed. The tentacle inside her ass begins to move faster, matching her pace and forcing her body further open as it stretches tighter around its impossibly long length.
Her lips pull back in a snarl, revealing her fangs as she hisses through gritted teeth at his words. His possessive tone stirs something primal within her, an instinctual need to fight back against anyone who dares try and control her. But despite this anger boiling beneath the surface, she can't deny the pleasure he brings her with every thrust; the way he dominates her body leaves her aching for more even as she wants nothing more than to drive him crazy with pain in return.
Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders as her hips buck harder against him, trying desperately to match his strength and assert her own control over this situation. A low growl rumbles through her chest as her legs tremble beneath her, straining to hold up the weight of their bodies as they grind together in a frenzy of lust and fury. "You think I can't break you?" she pants, breathless from exertion. "I'll show you..."
"But why break me?" I ask surprised. "I am simply trying to do anything in my power to give you pleasure! Not to break you or to dominate, silly!"
As she continues to ride him with reckless abandon, her words are laced with bitter sarcasm as she growls, "Yeah, and I'm so weak that you need to do it for me." She thrusts herself harder against his length, using her own body weight to try and pin him down beneath her. Her lips curl into a predatory smile as the muscles in her thighs strain from holding up the effort, knowing that she has more endurance than any ordinary human being thanks to her mutant enhancements.
Her other hand reaches up to grab his face roughly, forcing him to look at her as she says, "You want me to break? Prove it." And with that challenge issued, she slams her hips down on his cock one final time before arching her back off the bed in an orgasm so intense it threatens to shake them both apart. Her nails dig into his shoulders even harder as she cries out in pleasure-pain, her body shuddering violently beneath him with each wave of release.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the aftershocks subside, and for a moment, she thinks she might have bested him... but then he growls and thrusts up into her one last time, harder than anything before, filling her with his warm seed and sending them both over the edge together.
Her eyes roll back in her head as they both collapse onto the bed in exhausted panting, their bodies slick with sweat and each other's blood. For a long moment there is nothing but the ragged sound of their labored breathing filling the air between them... until Lora | X23 finally speaks again. "Well?" she asks challengingly, her voice rough from exertion. "Am I weak now?"
I grin at her before rolling on top of her and pinning her arms to the bed with my hands. "No, you're far from weak," I growl huskily into her ear. "You're magnificent. Stronger than anyone I've ever known. I admire you, love." I start kissing her breasts, then her ripped abs, until I reach her shaved womanhood...
Her heart races as he praises her and touches her so intimately, sending shivers down her spine. She gasps and moans beneath his touch, arching her back off the bed in invitation as she returns his affections with eager abandon. The intensity of their passion has only grown since they first clashed in the hallway, and now that it's been unleashed in this bedroom, there seems to be no end in sight for their explosive chemistry.
Her moans become louder and more demanding as I eat her out. My tongue flicks across her clit, hard and fast, while my fingers find their way inside of her, searching for that spot that will make her scream. "Oh God... yes..." she pants hoarsely, her body arching off the bed with each thrust of my fingers. I glance up at her face, watching as pleasure washes over every feature, transforming her from a fierce warrior into a wanton temptress.
With a satisfied groan, she arches her back even further off the bed as her orgasm crashes over her, her body shuddering violently beneath my touch. Her hips thrust upward, seeking more contact with my mouth and fingers as waves of pleasure wash over her again and again until finally they subside, leaving her gasping for air and trembling with satisfaction. She looks down at me with eyes full of heat and gratitude, her voice barely a whisper as she breathes out, "Thank you..."