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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 11 2014, 01:20 PM Post #21 |
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"What the hell?" {Come on you big lug you need to focus on me...} She thought to herself when she heard him question her sudden need for his affection. In the background, she sensed the over-sized troublemaker getting further from the restaurant. She was surprised a man that overweight could run as fast. Her attention remained on her husband while her lips tauntingly rubbed against his. The plan worked like a charm. The dangerous, warmth her slender fingers felt being intertwined with the thick fingers from her husband's hand, which he had aimed at the plump pervert, went away. Once it went away, he focused his aggression on her. "Because nobody fucks with my girl." His growl made her cheeks flush pink with shyness. Her eyes closed from the heated passion she felt flow through her. The devotion he showed was more than a proper girl like her could bare especially in public. Finally, he gave into her cheesy moment and succumbed to her need for him. His hands grabbed her arms to keep her from moving. Then, like she expected him to, he took control of the tender kiss. The soft kiss turned into a more rugged one like he preferred. It was like her taking a bullet for the crowd. At this moment in time, she was not planning on getting off of him until she knew the big buffoon was out of the area. He was too blinded by her stroking his ego to see that she had tricked him into letting the man live. Her loving sounds were deafened by his grunts of supremacy. This was why she had to toss her pride aside. It was difficult for a woman like her to do something like this. In between the moments of their kiss, he'd continue to say remarks that would have annoyed her otherwise. It was in his nature to brag. Her cheeks puffed in frustration by his attitude, but before she could stop the kiss, he'd roughly take her lips again to emphasize her submissiveness to him. "I'm the beast. Too damn powerful." {Ugh. If I ever see that big pervert again, I will cover him in black and blue. There is no way he is getting away with this.} He lifted the both of them off the floor. His grunts were as barbaric as possible, but she knew it was his way of displaying his dominance. For now, she let him have his moment and didn't argue against his comments. While it did feel good to stroke his ego, his arrogance clashed with her stubbornness often. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck and for that split second she saw the color in his eyes change from red to black. With his strength, he was able to keep her steady with one arm and with his free hand he brushed her hair to the side. Her eyes closed when his thumb stroked the mark on her neck because it felt surprisingly nice. She was still mad at him for marking her with bites she vaguely remembered from their moments of blissful passion, but she realized his unorthodox methods of affection were because he cared. The wedding ring on her finger should have been enough, yet he was one to always push her buttons. He was the man she fell for though, and she knew a heart could not control who it chose to give itself too. The pleasant butterflies in her stomach were proof of it. With the good, came the bad. After several seconds of letting him have his way with her, he placed her feet back on the floor. Her hands were clasped together,and her eyes stayed closed to take in the sensation that felt absolutely incredible within her. Even with how frustrating his type of romance could be, the warmth in her heart was there. It was real. She sighed profoundly to relieve the heat from her reddened cheeks that had spread throughout her insides because how rapidly her heart beat. Her mind returned to where they were. They stood in the middle of the damaged restaurant. The crowd cheered for her husband like he was a hero. He definitely was even if it was her doing. She let her annoyance with him dissipate to take in the moment proudly. Despite the damage done to the restaurant, he was the one who came to her aid against a man she could have defeated herself. It was the thought that counted. He would have jumped in to protect her even against the worst of the scoundrels that existed in the planet. This was the man he was and who she admired. It was nice for once for citizens to recognize her wonderful man for something good rather than to fear his ability to destroy. "Look what you fucking started. You did this. I might end up disappointing them if I rip their faces off so don't get used to it." She smiled when Gatz threatened to hurt the crowd who cheered for him. He told her not to get used to the heroic celebration because if he was nice, it was for her. It was obvious that he preferred to be mean and rugged, yet a part of her believed that he did like helping too. He may not have admitted that the attention he was receiving was rather nice. It's what he wanted even if it wasn't entirely how he pictured the crowd to cheer for him. With his attitude, he probably saw them falling over and trembling in fear at his might. Her eyes rolled, yet her smile returned. "Time to go. Let's get this shit hole. He was ready to leave and so was she. The attention was not something she cared for either. What mattered was that a tragedy was reverted, and she no longer felt guilty because she did save the over sized troublemaker even if he didn't deserve it. Her pure heart was cleansed for the time being. She nodded to him when he pointed towards the exit that no longer had doors. "Okay, let's go, but first..." She took in the damage of the restaurant. Her hand rested on his thick forearm. It was time for her stubborn attitude to get payback for his showing off display of dominance on a proper lady like herself. He bragged about it too and in front of a large crowd to boot. She too had pride. He should have known better, but that was okay because she'd get her revenge. Softly, she spoke to him before they left the building. "Gatz, I feel bad for leaving the restaurant messy like this. I think...I think it would be only fair that we at least help pay for their repairs. Can you do this for me please?" She stared up at him with an expression of twinkling slyness. The innocence behind her request was purposely done to poke at his buttons. For a man who hated being kind, she wanted to see if his niceness had exceeded its limits. To avoid him seeing her intentions to irritate him purposely, she kept from laughing. The gentle glimmer in her eyes and the way she peered up at him adoringly made it impossible for him to see that she was indeed asking him to be generous on purpose. WC: 1,298 TWC: 9,751 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 11 2014, 01:27 PM.
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| Gatz | Dec 12 2014, 01:16 PM Post #22 |
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The Android Terror was prepared to leave the shit hole when Chi-chi nodded in agreement. He stepped to the door, but then she requested he wait. He turned his head at her. What more could they possibly accomplish in the piece of garbage place? "What?" He asked her with impatience. Then she stepped up to him with an expression on her face that looked unsatisfied. What was it now? "The fuck you say?" She wanted him to pay for the damages because she felt guilty. Why the hell did she feel guilty for? Taking a look around at the mess, he clenched his fists with frustration because he didn't want to pay for shit that wasn't his or her fault. The hiring management needed to do a better job of picking worthy freaks. Instead, they hired random trash off the street. He wanted to refuse her request and suggest to destroy the building so she wouldn't have to worry about it. She used that innocent face of her's to provoke him into accepting her request. "Don't look at me like that. Why the hell do I have to pay for something that wasn't my fault?" He glared away from her, but seeing how she was using that cute bullshit on him he agreed to it to make her happy. Her little "please" at the end pierced through his toughness and dominance. There was other shit he wanted to do, and if he was pushed any further to be nice to pieces of trash that didn't deserve it, he'd end up snapping necks instead. "Fucking fine!" He snarled viciously. He removed his wallet from inside his coat. With it, it he took out a pen and a loose check. Mindlessly, he signed the check with a fancy scribble and tossed it to the floor for the management to pick it up if they wanted. The amount of Zeni he signed for was enough to fix the fast food place ten times over. In irritation, he stuffed his wallet back in his jacket and set his sights on Chi-chi. "Happy? Lets go! Now!" Demandingly, he grasped her arm firmly and led her outside. He released her arm once they were out of the place. Then he turned to her and stuck a finger in her face because he wanted his demand to be heard. "I want you to listen to me and listen to me good. If I ever see that fat mother fucker near you again, you won't interfere. He should be in a graveyard of bones right now buried with the cockroaches where he belongs for touching you and for almost hurting our offspring. I get you're a good girl and all. You don't like seeing assholes like him get what they deserve because you think they'll change if you give them a chance, but they never change. You want to know why? They are fucking useless! It's my damn life's mission to make sure bastards like him don't take advantage of you." He removed his finger from her face and took a step closer until he pressed right into her. He used his superior height as a way to drive his point home, but knowing full well she wasn't intimidated by him in the slightest. It didn't matter if she was or wasn't intimidated. This close and personal motion was so she was forced to look up at him because he commanded her attention. "This is the second fucking time you saved his worthless life, but it won't happen again. There will be no amount of crying, pouting, begging, or kissing from you that will stop me from ripping his heart out and crushing it. You can do that all you want, but I'll just kill him first and then take you anyway." He lowered his tone to keep her distressed. Then he bent his knees to lower himself to her eye level. Firmly, he grasped her shoulders. "The bitch doesn't deserve your pity. You're too precious to be in pain for some piece of shit. I don't want to see you cry for trash. Is that understood?" He told her straight up because he wanted her to agree to his terms. Delicately, he planted a kiss on her forehead to seal the deal because he expected her to agree. Then his hand rested on the back of her head to keep her calm while his menacing, death glare set its sights on where he sensed the fat fuck. Smelling the air, the BO scent from the Pillsbury freak lingered. He was now a distance away and probably assumed he was safe. There was no where he could go that'd be safe from the killer beast. The android terror could have caught and slain the whale bitch if he wanted too, but he didn't and especially with his girl around. The obesator wouldn't get another chance at life because he deserved to die in the most gruesome, torturous way "You're done..." He mouthed with hatred. His eyes flashed red for a second to indicate that he added another countless victim onto his never ending list. WC: 915 TWC: 9,817 Edited by Gatz, Dec 12 2014, 01:36 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 15 2014, 01:02 AM Post #23 |
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"The fuck you say?" Her brows furrowed together at his reaction to her request. He asked her what she had said in a crude manner, but she ignored it. It was how he was, and she was not about to let this chance to humor herself go to waste. After all, he always did it to her and so it was only fair. "Don't look at me like that. Why the hell do I have to pay for something that wasn't my fault?" Silently, she watched him get annoyed and personally found it enjoyable to watch. The purity in her black gems for eyes revealed no bad intent to poke at the niceness out of him. Eventually, the mighty Gatz succumbed to her attempt to lure him in. He was a sucker in that instance, yet she avoided giggling about it because he'd find the real reason why she asked him. It was true she felt bad for the damages done to the restaurant, but it was more so for her pride. A smile spread across her lips when he took out a check, signed it, and tossed it onto the floor. "Fucking fine!" "Thank you." She thanked him with a appreciation. Once he signed the check, he grasped her arm and led her out of the restaurant. The forceful gesture was his response towards what she did in the restaurant. Not only did she save the big delinquent from his clutches, but she drove him to be generous. His enormous ego had its limitations. "Gatz's stop!" She pulled her arm out of his grip once they were outside. Her narrowed eyes looked up at him to scold him for how he brought her outside as harshly as he did. It irritated her when he tried to throw his weight around. While she managed to have a small victory for her pride's sake, she unfortunately pushed him too far. His finger was shoved in her face. Instinctively, she wanted to slap it away because how rude it was yet she didn't because of how tense he was. He was angry. Her tenacity didn't hold for long especially when he shouted at her. She looked down at the floor when he lectured her about what transpired inside. "I want you to listen to me and listen to me good. If I ever see that fat mother fucker near you again, you won't interfere. He should be in a graveyard of bones right now buried with the cockroaches where he belongs for touching you and for almost hurting our offspring. I get you're a good girl and all. You don't like seeing assholes like him get what they deserve because you think they'll change if you give them a chance, but they never change. You want to know why? They are fucking useless! It's my damn life's mission to make sure bastards like him don't take advantage of you." Gloomily, she turned her face away from him. Her eyes closed because his sensible words deflated her stance on the situation. He was right. There were delinquents and troublemakers in the world that did not hesitate to take advantage of her kindness. The disgrace for a man almost made her pay the ultimate price. As Gatz laid it down on her, she rested her hand on her lower abdomen. Her reasoning for protecting the perverse elephant was due to her father's murderous past. If her dad could change, why couldn't others? The pig of a man worked as a janitor for a restaurant. Was he truly at fault for her being where he was? If she had kept out of his business, perhaps he would not have attacked her like he did. Sadly, her lack of interaction with the rest of the world made her naive to how most people were. Gatz's larger frame stepped closer to her's. She did not gaze up at him like he wanted her too because she wanted to absorb what he said. "This is the second fucking time you saved his worthless life, but it won't happen again. There will be no amount of crying, pouting, begging, or kissing from you that will stop me from ripping his heart out and crushing it. You can do that all you want, but I'll just kill him first and then take you anyway." He made it painfully clear that he would not give the man another chance to live. The Ox Princess had a similar sense even if she did not admit it openly. If she saw that over-sized buffoon again, she would not hesitate to hurt him for what he tried to do. It was his fault that she was placed in this situation and yelled at like she was a helpless child. A pair of hands rested on her shoulders. She avoided looking at him and continued to stare at the floor. "The bitch doesn't deserve your pity. You're too precious to be in pain for some piece of shit. I don't want to see you cry for trash. Is that understood?" Gatz's mention at how she was precious warmed her insides. He must have found it hard to see her cry. There was a moment where she thought about apologizing to him about what she did, but how could she apologize for being herself? The notion was tossed aside. His hand rested upon the back of her head. When it did, she rested her hand against his abdomen and rubbed it dotingly. After he went quiet and kissed her forehead, she patted his chest as a sign of respect towards his protective request. She was unaware of his deceleration in regards to the perverse whale. This was due to how she was more concerned about the sudden wave of hormonal needs that struck her. What she wanted was pudding. The craving remained even after the whole incident. Anju was persistent and relentless with her requirements. Sighing out loud, she closed her eyes and turned her face to the side somberly. Her shoulders slumped because at this point there would be no pudding for her. Her long strands dangled over her shoulders and unintentionally made her look more saddened than she was in regards to Gatz comments. For now, she'd have to tough the waves of necessity until the morning. WC: 1,095 TWC: 10,846 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 15 2014, 01:25 AM.
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| Gatz | Dec 15 2014, 11:08 AM Post #24 |
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Gatz stepped back to see if Chi-chi was more relieved. She wasn't in the slightest. He was hard on her because he had to be for his sanity's sake. The future him was proof of what he could become if he slipped even for a second. Seeing how she looked down at the ground, he closed his eyes and clenched his fist. He sucked in air. Her fragile appearance only worsened his desire to protect her until she smiled again. He hated seeing her cry or upset. He was unable to handle it. Priding himself on being the best, making her smile was another one of those long list of talents he had. "Chi, come on. Tell me what I can do to make you fucking smile." He asked straightforwardly. She kept silent. He wasn't having any of it. "I know what will get your ass to react." Mischievously, he mentally planned his next move and one that was sure to get her to talk. He had to show her something too that he was certain to get her smiling again. Wanting to get her going, he scooped her into his arms effortlessly and floated off the floor. Instantly, he flew into the air and as high as he could go purposely. She had some phobia about heights which was fucking funny considering how tough she was. The girl would go knuckle to knuckle with a two ton freak even when he ordered her not too. She was strong, but for some reason being in the air scared her. Remembering the first time he carried her on his back in the air so they could kick freaks' asses, he recalled how she latched onto him desperately. She tried to act all tough like she wasn't scared. She'd never admit she was frightened by heights because she was too stubborn, yet he saw right through though her knowing full damn well she was afraid of the sky. It was another one of those traits of her's that he couldn't get enough of. He waited for her to latch onto him. "You can use me as your seatbelt if you get scared. I'll give you ALL KINDS of comfort." His husky voice lowered because his intentions were as dirty as he made them sound. WC: 406 TWC: 10,223 |
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 15 2014, 11:22 AM Post #25 |
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"Chi, come on. Tell me what I can do to make you fucking smile." Her gaze settled on the floor because she was incapable of asking her husband what she truly desired. His hardness was not what bothered her any longer. Being the daughter of the Ox King, she was accustomed to strict discipline and harshness. His scolding for the sake of her safety did not phase her. It was nothing new to her. Her husband wanted to know what she wanted. Could she ask him for pudding? However, she was not given the chance to ask an embarrassing request especially for a woman of her caliber. In an instant, she was picked up and lifted off the ground. Her eyes widened when she saw how far off the floor they were already. Her soft gasp was the only satisfaction Gatz would get from her. The buildings looked like ants by the time she got to react, yet he thought of how high off the ground they were made her muscles stiffen. Instinctively, her slender arms wrapped around her husband's neck in the attempt to ease the shivers of her phobia. This is exactly what he wanted. "You can use me as your seatbelt if you get scared. I'll give you ALL KINDS of comfort." Her eyes narrowed at his statement which was meant to rile her up. Since the hormonal obsession with pudding was stronger than her need to embark on a tongue sparring session with her ridiculous husband, she responded cleverly. "The only comfort I want right now is the taste chocolaty goodness. A-All I want is pudding." She commented slyly. Her teeth chattered while she talked due to the heights issue. WC: 297 TWC: 11,143 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 15 2014, 11:24 AM.
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| Gatz | Dec 15 2014, 11:43 AM Post #26 |
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Gatz took in his girl's beauty when she hung onto him. It was freaking funny how her teeth clattered when she spoke because she was scared as hell. It didn't bother him none. The fact that she was clinging to him made him feel like the fucking king. He wasn't complaining. The Android Terror's went stupid for a second as her response to his dirty joke. There was that need for pudding again. Did she have an addiction to it? He shook his head and snickered like a kid. Is that what it took to make her happy? What she wanted was the simplest request he heard. She could have asked for three air planes, a unicorn, three million slaves, or the fucking world...wait she already asked for that even if it was more so his desire to control it, yet what she wanted more than anything IN THIS MOMENT OF TIME was a small pudding snack. He smirked because that was just like his girl to not need much of anything to make her happy. Patting his jacket, he took out exactly what she wanted. This was too easy. Supporting her weight with one arm momentarily, he handed her what she wanted."This is the beast of a captain speaking. The princess has requested one pudding snack and so she gets one. The rest of you can jump off the plane and fucking die for all I care that will be all." His smirk widened cockily because he was the best. He bound to get something for what he gave her. He handed her the snack like he was handing her fine, expensive jewelry. Then, slipping his arm back under her knees, he blitz off to get to what he really wanted to show her quicker. If she got that excited for a fucking pudding snack, then she was in for a hell of a surprise at what he had in store for her. He could just picture her begging him to take her in more ways than one. WC: 366 TWC: 10,589 Edited by Gatz, Dec 15 2014, 11:44 AM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 15 2014, 12:05 PM Post #27 |
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Chi-chi's cheeks were light pink from the embarrassment of her request. It was not like a proper lady for her to ask for a request like a pudding snack. She knew she was in for it. Preparing to defend herself with her sharp tongue, she did not expect her husband to rescue her from her craving. He patted his jacket like he was in search for something. The fact that he only had one arm keeping her from falling caused her to cling onto him tighter. "Hey watch it pal! I-I don't want to be dropped." Her teeth clattered at the thought of being dropped. How much more did her dignity have to suffer before she got her a taste of pudding? How much more could a two month pregnant lady take? First, she was in the air where she was helpless and absolutely afraid of heights. Secondly, her husband was being a pervert. Lastly, she had no pudding to show for everything that she went through. "This is the beast of a captain speaking. The princess has requested one pudding snack and so she gets one. The rest of you can jump off the plane and fucking die for all I care that will be all." At first, his attempt to humor at her roll her eyes and then narrow them in annoyance.. Was he mocking her fear of heights by acting like he was an airplane? It was like him to do that, yet what he did next erased all the irritation she had with him. His comment about people falling out and dying were ignored. Being around him, she was used to his type of dark humor. Upon seeing the pudding, she squealed like a little girl. Her black eyes brightened with enthusiasm. She gaped at the pudding snack like it was a giant diamond ring. "Oh my goodness Gatz! You are a life safer!" Excitedly, her hands grasped her husband's face. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" After every thank you, she muahed him with kisses. Her lips pecked his cheek a hundred times in a minute because of how incredible his timing was. Once he handed her the pudding, she released his neck and trusted him to carry her on wherever they were headed. Hurriedly, she opened the top part of the snack. Her nose took in the scent and already her cravings felt satisfied. Her hand reached into Gatz's jacket to take out a spoon. Fortunately, he had one. At last, she was ready to divulge into her cravings. With polite elegance, she scooped a bit of the pudding onto the spoon. The first taste of the long awaited pudding caused her heart to melt like she had fallen in love for the first time. Her eyes closed with heavenly bliss. Cutely, she savored the taste of the soft, creamy concoction. She was unaware of the "hmmm" or "yummm" noises she made during her snack fest. Since she was distracted, she was not momentarily not bothered by the sudden increase in speed. Her long locks of hair blew from the breeze created by the velocity, but nothing deterred her from the savory pudding. After she had several spoonfuls, she felt it was necessary for Gatz to have a taste. fter all, it was him who remembered to get it for her. {We are going to give your dad a taste too Anju.} A giggle sounded within her mind due to the reaction she expected to hear. "Open up!" She shoved the spoon into his mouth before he had a chance to resist. "Delicious isn't it?" She smiled playfully. WC: 640 TWC: 11,783 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 15 2014, 12:05 PM.
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| Gatz | Dec 16 2014, 12:16 PM Post #28 |
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"I know." The Android Terror answered his wife's compliments arrogantly. He smirked cockily at how his girl reacted towards his beast-like status. He acted like he brushed her kisses to his cheek aside or that he expected her to do this. Internally, these kisses caused his chest to puff out. He absorbed her kisses like they were energy sources, but his hardened showed no signs of weakness towards her affection. They phased him more than he let on. Feeling like a King, he was ready to get to the main reason why he wanted to walk with her that night. It was not only to protect her from freaks, but to show her what was being made. His extreme glare set on the distance where he could see his rise to power physically. It was dark outside, but his superior senses made it easy for him to make it out. It was large like his ego. After reassuring he was in the right place, he intense gaze settled onto his wife who he secretly admired while she ate her pudding. The simplest snack made her glow. Taking in her beauty, he was caught off guard. Her spoon was shoved into his mouth. His eyes widened and then he coughed like he swallowed a piece of food whole. Since he was an android, he didn't need food to survive, but his taste buds worked fine. Angrily, he snarled at her. Her cute ass wasn't going to save her from his wrath. "What the hell? Warn me before you do that!" He blurted out, but then he took in the taste. Licking his chops, he had to admit the snack was good. "Not bad...not bad at all. I'mma buy you whole store of it tomorrow." He liked to throw his power around. Seeing the base approaching, he began to descend towards the ground . The funny thing about this ordeal was how his girl was to distracted by the pudding to dwell into her phobia. She finished the pudding, but the sounds she made throughout the trip got him going. Getting turned on by sounds his girl was making from her eating, he lowered his face to her cheek and nipped it to silence her before he divulged into his primal instincts . The nip left a light, reddened mark on her face and he avoided smirking to set her off. His hardened dominance had to stay because what he had to show and say to her was serious. Lowering his voice, he asked her a question he already knew the answer too. He floated above the ground where his ascension to power was beneath him. He maneuvered her body until she too looked like she was floating by her own will. Her body began to tremble and with it his ego soared because he knew fucking well that her fear of heights returned. With his arm wrapped around her waist and her frame pressed into his, he supported her while his free hand was ready to cover her face. "Do you trust me?" He asked before he'd descend and land to the surprise he wanted to show her. WC: 558 TWC: 11,147 Edited by Gatz, Dec 16 2014, 12:16 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 16 2014, 12:44 PM Post #29 |
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"What the hell? Warn me before you do that!" The Ox Princess closed her eyes amusingly at her husband's backlash in regards to when she shoved a spoon full of pudding into his mouth. She giggled at how he snarled like it was the worst thing ever. Her head shook at his behavior and then she went silent when he told her he'd buy her an entire store of pudding. The actual thought of that of a whole store of pudding seemed far-fetched, but she knew her husband by. She knew him enough to never question some of his ridiculous statements because he'd go out of his way to prove them to be true. "Not bad...not bad at all. I'mma buy you whole store of it tomorrow." "I don't need an entire store silly." Her focus was on finishing the rest of the pudding. With her spoon, she scooped the last portions of it. The cute hmms and yums were a direct effect from her cravings being satisfied. A part of it could be blamed on Anju who was the source behind the Ox Mother's need for pudding. During the flight, she remained unaware of where they were headed. The darkness made it hard for her to see where they were anyway so she avoided from looking. Suddenly, she felt her husband lower his face to her's while she was on her last scoop of pudding. At the same time of his dominant nip, she ate the pudding. The savory taste numbed her to the pain. Once she finished the pudding, she rubbed her cheek after her husband nipped at it as a way to keep her silent. The wetness was wiped away, but the pinkness that he left behind on her face remained. If it were not for the pudding's overpowering effects, she would have scolded him for it. Unknowingly, he did it to keep her quiet. She did not stay quiet because of his action. The snack was the source behind her silence. This was until her husband stopped in mid air and guided her until she was upright. It looked like she was flying herself. Her feet kicked at the air. If it were not for her husband, who held her, she would have had a panic attack. She made the mistake of looking underneath her feet where she saw nothing, but darkness. How far were they off the ground? The pudding might have distracted her from her phobia momentarily, but it did not cure it. Her husband gripped her side and pulled her into his side like he wanted. The man liked his ego being fed constantly. The prideful princess stayed quiet to keep him poking fun at her and the phobia that she disliked discussing. Rather then admit she hated being in the air, she allowed the fear to spread throughout her insides and consume her until her nerves trembled from the pressure that built within her. "Do you trust me?" Her husband's grip tightened around her waist. Abruptly, she heard him ask her a question that he should have known the answer too. Fiercely, her eyes narrowed when he asked. She trusted him with her life and he could see it when she looked up at him. If she did not trust him, there was no possible way she would have let him carry her into the sky like he did often. It was not a question he needed to ask, yet since he asked, she replied. He probably asked for a reason and reasons that were unknown to her. "Always" She whispered without hesitation and adoringly. Despite how her body trembled, she sounded fearless when she answered him. WC: 649 TWC: 12,432 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 16 2014, 12:49 PM.
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| Gatz | Dec 17 2014, 10:06 AM Post #30 |
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Gatz sucked in air at her answer because of how fucking cool she was when she said it. A sense of pride powered his need to show her what he had done because of her trust in him. He stared at cheek as she said it too. Even with her being in the sky and frightened, she said it with bravery. There was not a second she hesitated to claim herself as his. In a darkened growl, he let her know how he felt about it His solid chest rumbled with authority. "As you should...." His spoke lowly into her ear. His chilling comment was so she understood he'd never give her a reason not to trust him. He'd do everything in his power to make sure she was protected, satisfied, and happy. His ruggedness would never admit in words that he owed her more than he could repay. Even when the great android terror was not at his best, she was at his side through thick and thin. She put up with his overbearing bullshit. He was a beast, but she was a beast master. The master that knew exactly how to feed its beast. After her loyal answer, his hand covered her eyes. He descended towards the floor with her waist tightly secured with his. Upon landing on the floor, he walked with her to what he wanted her to see. They walked for five minutes. She did not utter a single word and neither did he. It was not until he arrived at the place that he finally let her know why he brought her where he did. Keeping his hands over her eyes, his ruthless gaze stared at the base that would soon become a world wide power. The girl next to him was the source behind it all. She was clueless to how far he was willing to go to make her request a reality. Removing his hand from her face, it was time to show her the surprised. He snapped his fingers, and the lights of the military base turned on. ![]() The military base, as glorious as looked, was not what he wanted her to see. In front of her and in a secure location within the enormous complex, there was a playground. A playground that he requested and had designed for the soul purpose of keeping his possession by him at all costs. ![]() His arm slid around her shoulder and no matter how she reacted he wanted to tell her something. "There is a reason I brought you out here tonight. I know you're going to be busy taking care out our offspring and giving her proper nourishment." His hand groped her breast as he said it. He grabbed a handful even with the jacket she wore just to make true to his point. Not to mention, it was considered good for his fucking health too. Taking a handful of what was his, he released her breast and then went on with his response. "So she can fight alongside me to make sure this world gets rid of the trash, but...I want you by my fucking side." He unwrapped his arm around her shoulder and turned her towards him. Aggressively, his hand swiped her long locks of hair away from her face and shoulders. His thumb rubbed along the red mark he left on her mark. Staring at her possessively, he leaned forward to gaze into those eyes that could get him to destroy the world if they wanted. He let his ego do the talking. "A King needs his Queen. I want my Queen to watch me dominate the world for her. I want you everywhere I am. I even had one of those nursery craps built by my office in this place just so you could be near me." His voice got darker with each response because his need to take the world for himself was as cruel as it sounded. The death toll would be astronomical, but he had no problem getting his hands stained with blood. "Everything I do after we come back from our alien space trip will be to rid this world of its trash and freaks so that you never have to be afraid. After that night at the hospital when that drunk mother fucker attacked you after you risked your life for those two weaklings, I knew what I had to do and thanks to you all this was possible. When I told you I could give you the world and all you had to do was ask, I meant every fucking word of it. You wanted the world, and your beast is going to take it for you....and for her." His hand rested on the firm bump he felt from her abdomen. Smirking for a second at what he had done to her, he took her hand in his and raised up to his face. His thumb rubbed it soothingly. Seeing how small her hand were in his, he licked it like it was precious and then proceeded to speak with rawness. "There is one more favor I need to ask from you though." He owed her already and the list kept piling up. What he was about to ask her went against her nature and so that's why he had to. "These upcoming months I am going to build an army. There will be recruits coming in from all over the world around here. I'm not going to lie. What I have to do to those recruits won't be pleasant. There won't be many who survive this training. I would say one percent at best." He released her hand and rubbed her face, her arm, chest, and her behind. The reason he kept touching her was because he could. He was the only one who damn could. Possessively, he continued touching every inch of what belonged to him. "I know you got a good heart that you know I'd send this world to hell to keep it there and don't ever fucking lose it, but I need you to trust that I'm doing the right thing for us and for them. These red ribbon and black bow freaks are as bad to the fucking bone as I am. They don't care who gets in their way so I need to put these recruits through hell. I need to make sure they are ready. These army freaks want what is mine. They want you...and her and see I don't like to share. Nobody takes what's mine. No one is allowed to touch you or even look at you and I want to make sure they understand the consequences of what happens when they try. I want them to feel like they are fucked the second cross my girl." His rawness and intensity increased with every word. "So what I ask you to do is to walk away when you see me working with these recruits because I don't want you watching, I want you to be a good girl and ignore the yells you'll hear. You're tough and you know this has to be done. I'm the terror, but even the King of Terror needs an army. You've seen how these freaks are first hand. They will stop at nothing to hurt you and my offspring. I'll rip out my heart before that happens. You remember my future bastard self. If they even lay a finger on you to hurt you, then " He clenched his jaw because he was having a hard time controlling himself already at the thought of what could happen if someone hurt her or worse take her from him. There were sparks of a blood red color that crackled around his body at the very thought. Instinctively, his arm wrapped around his girl's shoulder and he let his chin rest on her shoulder. Closing his eyes to keep his power from unleashing onto the base, he took in her scent to calm him. Her warmth and softness kept him at the threshold. Mentally, he pictured the violence that would spread if they took her from him. The world would turn to ash and the corpses would pile at his feet like it did in the future. He wanted to make sure that didn't happen. He wanted to keep his girl and his sanity along with it. WC: 1,477 TWC: 12,624 Edited by Gatz, Jan 13 2015, 01:05 PM.
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She let her annoyance with him dissipate to take in the moment proudly. Despite the damage done to the restaurant, he was the one who came to her aid against a man she could have defeated herself. It was the thought that counted. He would have jumped in to protect her even against the worst of the scoundrels that existed in the planet. This was the man he was and who she admired. It was nice for once for citizens to recognize her wonderful man for something good rather than to fear his ability to destroy.




There was that need for pudding again. Did she have an addiction to it? He shook his head and snickered like a kid. Is that what it took to make her happy? What she wanted was the simplest request he heard. She could have asked for three air planes, a unicorn, three million slaves, or the fucking world...wait she already asked for that even if it was more so his desire to control it, yet what she wanted more than anything IN THIS MOMENT OF TIME was a small pudding snack. He smirked because that was just like his girl to not need much of anything to make her happy. Patting his jacket, he took out exactly what she wanted. This was too easy. Supporting her weight with one arm momentarily, he handed her what she wanted.


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