I attempted to write this so the reader is drawn into the story as the main character. --------------------------------------- It lay quiet, perhaps sleeping, perhaps dead, a thing of metal, unknown metal, sitting exposed beneath the stars. Seemingly long dead, if a thing of metal could ever have lived, though our thoughts seem to tell us it did. Buried lo...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the video games, characters, developers etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. Fea...
She walked through the utility room door into the house. Her annoyance was plain on her face as he sheepishly welcomed her home from the couch. "Hey Darlin', how was your day?" Ignoring his attempt at normalcy, she crossed the carpeted floor in her heels and stood, arms crossed, before him. "You were drunk last night." It wasn't a question. "I did have a b...
Pandora never washed before work. She liked to smell of sex while she stood naked in front of the young male university students. She liked to watch them blush and hide behind their easels while they caught the scent of the delights they had not yet tasted in their young virgin lives. Malevolently she liked making eye contact with them, observing their eye...
1 Limited Satiety. Two words forever stamped on James Harrison's biometric readout. Well, maybe not forever, but certainly for the foreseeable future. The whole city had gone to hell, or rather it had returned to its normal state for the past few weeks. A raise from his boss didn't look likely. As the pleasure capital of Europe, London didn't seem itself wi...
* * * * * * * * * * * Two things separated me from every kid on the planet. For one my blood. The color of my blood is a darker shade of red. Almost black because I have so much iron in my body. I was somewhat of a medical mystery sensation as a kid. Though my iron count was high I suffered none of the symptoms of iron poisoning. I can't tell you how many...
The fun thing about being an assassin is the seduction, those moments of intimacy that occur right before the end. Sometimes it lasts seconds or minutes as the rhythm of the your heartbeat matches the target's motion. Suddenly, with a percussion that sounds like a mass of compressed air, the sniper rifle round hurtles at subsonic speeds towards the target an...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, places, universe, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in...
*Birds are made beautiful by their plumage but divine by their flight* (Once more, thank you frontma for editing) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) Sharing Umbrellas Tuesday: My schedule which the Chancellor had been set in stone, had me in...
Three years later... 'Ready yet?' Ada rolled her eyes at the exasperated brunette standing at the doorstep of her room with arms on her hips. 'I will be if you stop poking your head in here every two seconds. Now go wait in the living room, Jem!' Jemima gave a mini grumble as she spun round and walked down the hallway back to the living area. Ada shook...