When Taylor had had a bad day at school she'd sometimes lie on the couch and watch films, he'd join her in the chair and they'd simply drift off to sleep at their own pace, when they've moved into the new house they'd taken the couch with them, and he had automatically assumed the same sort of position for Vicky, the heating was on low, just enough to be slightly chilly, but not enough that the blanket he'd given her would be too stifling. he closed his eyes and got comfortable, listening to the rain outside.
He could hear her shifting around on the sofa, but he didn't open his eyes. She was probably just getting comfortable; he didn't want to pry into whatever was going on with her life, especially with what happened the last time they had an actual heart to heart. After a minute she seemed to settle down, and Danny was just about to let himself drift off to sleep when without warning a weight settled onto his lap. His eyes snapped open and he was greeted to the sight of Victoria sitting on him, legs either side of his and hands pressing into his abdomen.
She had taken off her dress and boots 'The noise' Danny realised numbly. All she had left on her were her bra and shorts. The former clung to chest, still slightly damp, and he could feel the heat from the latter through his pyjamas. He eyes were downcast and wouldn't meet his own.
"Vicky..." He began lowly, she cut him off, whispering desperately.
"Please...please don't tell me no. Deans gone, Amy's left me, Mom hates me; please just let me be good at this, let me " Her hands came up and clutched at his top, holding on tight enough to whiten her knuckles. "Let me just be good at this. Please."
Whatever he was going to say died in his throat at the raw need he heard in her voice. Her unknowingly echoing Taylors request before she ran away made it impossible for him to do anything but remain silent. He licked his suddenly dry lips
He reached around and an unclasped her bra, managing to get the hooks apart despite his trembling fingers. 'I'm going to make love to a girl as young as Taylor' he thought with a mixture of shame and arousal; he was about to fulfil the fantasy of many, many men and despite how much his brain told him this was wrong, he was still feeling more aroused than he had since Annette, possibly even more so. Victoria was much younger than his late wife and with a much fuller figure; that knowledge made him feel even worse about what he was doing.
He pulled the bra away from her chest exposing her breasts and puffy nipples. Their tips were hardened, from cold or arousal he couldn't tell. Victoria let go of his top and let the straps of her bra slip over his hands, she took it from him and tossed it behind the armchair with a slight flick of the wrist. Then she took his hands — much larger than her own — and pressed them against her chest. She arched her back and trilled out a shuddering 'Oh' when his fingers curled, clutching at her pale skin. Her powerful legs squeezed his tights and she squirmed as he began to gently rub around her nipples; refraining from touching the pink nubs. Her hands clung to his wrists and kept trying to push them harder against her chest.
He let his writhe for a little while longer, taking his time in getting into the feel of what she enjoyed; he took note of how her breathing grew heavier and her moans changed from soft trills to needy, drawn out whines. Only when he was sure she was going to just force him to touch her nipples did her press both his thumbs against them. Undulating them firmly she gasped out a sharp moan and her hands flew to his head, one resting on his neck the other in his thinning hair. She didn't allow him the luxury of time as before. She pushed his head insistently to her chest and he capitulated easily, latching onto her achingly hard nub and suckling heavily. She was nearly dry humping his legs now, rising and falling rapidly in his lap. He ran his now free hand down her side, across her belly and up her back. Letting her feel him all over her body, every inch of flawless skin he passed over erupted in a wake of goosebumps.
"Harder. Be harder with my tits, ah, ah."
He looked up from her breast; she was panting heavily, and he could see a flash of her pink tongue every so often, her eyes were hooded and filled with a dark heaviness that made his cock go even harder than it already was in his pants. Obeying her panted command he kept his eyes locked with hers and pressed his canine gently into her nipple. She threw her head back and groaned, he took the opportunity to run his hand up across her neck and then tangle it into her hair. Directing her view back down to him he pushed a the nipple not in his mouth with his nail, dragging it lightly across the sensitive pink flesh. She scrunched her eyes shut and wildly shook her head as he did so, his hand came away from her hair, despite being smaller than him her shaking could very well break his fingers if he wasn't careful.
When her writing didn't stop he pulled away from her nipples, letting them slip from his mouth and hands. She stopped shaking and met his eyes again, pulling her hands away from his head and hair she grabbed the sides of her shorts and pulled. They came apart in the middle with a harsh ripping sound, she tossed the ruined garment in the same direction as the shorts, now he could see the thick lips of her vagina pressing against the nearly see through fabric of her panties. Those two were torn and tossed away; she was completely naked now. He had a nude, blonde sixteen year old dry humping his lap with his spit drying on one of her breasts. He was going to hell.
She grabbed his pyjama bottoms and with a surprising amount of gentleness tugged them down to his mid thigh, lifting her own legs to do so. He was wearing thing boxers underneath, she deftly unbuttoned them, and it was his turn to groan when her slim fingers grasped at his cock, pulling it through the hole in his boxers. She examined him with hooded eyes for a moment, staring unblinking at his member, squeezing and tugging lightly, causing his hips to buck jerkily and forcing hissed moans from him. Then she looked up and smiled wickedly. Rising up over him she moved one hand away from his rock hard dick and pushed it into his hair. The other hand slid down to the base and encircled it, holding it steady.
She leant forwards and captured his lips, completely blocking his view with her mess of blonde hair before he shut his eyes on instinct. Then he could feel her tongue press against the tip of his own, flirtatiously darting into his mouth before pulling back, he pushed his tongue into her mouth, wanting to keep going, but his thoughts went blank the moment his tongue passed her lips. She had flexed her hips and pushed him inside her, using one hand to hold him steady the tip of his cock was held in her folds, his tongue stopped moving and he tried bucking, but her hand around his base stopped him from pushing upwards. Again her tongue pressed against his, for a split second and then pulled back, again he tried following, and again he stopped, each time he moved into her mouth she pushed down; taking more of him inside her hot, slick depths.
He got the message. His hands came up and cupped her breasts, pushing his thumbs against her nipples roughly he moved them in slow, but heavy circles, and pushed his tongue slowly into her mouth, sliding over her teeth and pressing firmly into her own tongue. She pushed down insistently with her hips, letting go off his base as he went as deep as he could go, her soaked crotch flush with his boxers and her ass resting on his bare thighs. They pulled away from the kiss
"Oh fuck" They both said at the same time, her airy trill drowned out by his throaty growl.
Then they both grunted when she began to rise, her insides pulling at him, rippling and squeezing around his cock. Hers clasped each other behind his neck and pulled him into a series of rapid fire kisses, starting and ending one every time he bottomed out inside her. The room was filled with the sloppy sounds of kissing and flesh slapping together. He could feel the warm trickle of her juices running down his ass and soaking into the armchairs cushion. Their tempo was steady and strong, Victoria had started to moan throatily at some point, but Danny couldn't tell when, likely the same unknown time he'd begun squeezing her breasts and huskily whispering her name.
Without warning Victoria's moans suddenly spiked in pitch, turning into full blown shrieks, her entire body locked up and her clasped hands pulled Danny's head into the crook of her neck, where he obediently began kissing. Her vagina clenched and loosened rapidly and his lap became even wetter than before. It felt like an oil wrapped fist was squeezing his cock and from the pressure building in his base he knew he was close as well.
'Oh shit I'm not wearing a condom' he realised with a start, wanting to pull out but loathing the thought of stopping fucking Vicky for even a second.
Victoria somehow sensed his dilemma because she stopped crying and held him tighter, kissing his ear and whispering into it.
"Finish in me. I want you to get me pregnant."
Her words filled him with shock and he somehow found himself getting even harder, and pumping upwards faster, as though his body wanted to plant the seed as deep as possible. Seconds later he did just that, on the apex of his out stroke his hips jerked without his input and he grabbed her waist, pushing into her body as deep as he could. And then he came, crying out an unintelligible noise of pleasure. She lay against his chest as he softened inside of her. They simply relaxed in the afterglow. Surprising himself Danny couldn't bring himself to care that what they had done was blatantly illegal and immoral. Instead he stoked along her back and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Come on." He whispered in her ear. "It's cold, lets go to bed."
Victoria smiled up at him though her lashes and kissed him lightly.
"Love you."
Strange Device
(Автор: Sol Mark-1)
Summer Camp.
Taylor Hebert was sleeping in one of the camp cabins, but a sensation woke her up, then she heard a voice.
"Come Taylor Hebert."
She normally would ignore the voice, but she could not ignore it, she began to walk to the entrance of the cabin, she remembered that the door was locked, but now it seemed that the lock was broken, and she exited the cabin, she also noticed that she could see a lot better in the night, then she heard the voice again.
"Come Taylor Hebert."
Taylor began to walk to the forest, she began to notice that she could not ignore the voice, and she could not control most of her body, she began to be scarred, but she could not talk, the voice spoke again.
"Now that you are here try to find, the objects that are hidden around here, the objects are gifts for you."
Taylor tried to leave but her body would not let her go back to the cabin, so she began to look maybe the gifts are not bad, and after several minutes she found a pretty bottle that was made of a strange glass, and the most beautiful object was a broken piece of a red gem that had a part of a figure inside, if what her dad and mom Taylor, in that moment she felt sadness, she recovered after a few moments, and remembered that the gem was a ruby those gem were expensive she could help her dad with the money, she was very happy, and decided to take the items, she didn't noticed that the gem fragment began to react to Taylor, then a noise brought her back to reality.
-Optional part.
"Hello little girl, what are you doing alone in the forest, and what is that thing you are caring?" a masculine voice spoke to Taylor
Taylor turned around and saw a fat man she did not recognized the man from the camp workers, he seemed weird, his smile seemed completely false, and deep inside Taylor felt disgust for the man, before she could answer the man grabbed her left arm, and pressed really hard, she answered with a kick to the man groin, the man just fall to his knees, she began to run, but she felt a strong force pulling her hair, and receiving a punch to her face wish dropped her to the ground.
"You shouldn't have kicked me little girl." the man began to ripping Taylor shirt, he was making a cruel smile, he also covered her mouth.
"You want to live girl? Then use your instincts."
Taylor began to struggle, and began to apply force to the fragment, the fragment reacted, she also began to have a vision of two beings, but it was interrupted by the voice.
"Fight, concentrate, survive little girl."
Taylor fought back.
"AHHHH!, my hand!"
Taylor just throwed another fireball to the man killing him, then Taylor just screamed, and cried.
"Enjoy your gifts girl, don't forget the bottle, and the fragment; also a last tip always suspect of easy gifts."
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In Brockton Bay Daniel Hebert was waking up from a nightmare, he was holding a dagger, he dreamed that something happened to Taylor, he went back to sleep, the dagger disappeared.
In the basement of the Heberts family a broken silver armor was fixing itself.
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Here is where I end the snip sorry.
Now the situation is ugly if you added the accidental murder she could be forced to join the Wards, also she now has an impulse to collect the pieces of the Crests, "magical" Talismans, she also can make spells, but everyone assume that it is part of her powers, the worse problem for her is that she has in her transformations some demonical aspects so it is normal that religious nutjobs may want to attack her.
Taylor looks like Lilith from Darkstalkers in her transformation without crests.
There could be a cape who uses weapons from Ghouls & Ghosts
You could add new Crests.
You are free to improve the Promp.
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Another idea.
In a road not normally used in the mountains, the Hebert Family was traveling, the family was a happy one, but right now the family was arguing.
A: Danny I think is better if we send Taylor to Arcadia.
D: We had this discussion before Annete, there is not enough money, and I think it is a bad idea that Taylor skips school years, she may be bullied, lets not ruin this trip Annete, tomorrow we can discuss.
A: Little owl what do you have there?
T: Oh this a handsome blond man gave this to me.
Taylor showed Annete the thing.
A: Mmmm..., Taylor have you heard is not a good idea to accept strange gifts, from strangers, you don't know what it does, what if it is dangerous.
D: Your mom is right, Taylor.
T: Ok mommy, ok daddy.
A: Danny watch out!
"Crash!"
Something crashed with the Heberts car, and make them crash outside the road, they ended losing conscience.
