CHAPTER ONE: HOW KEENE
Prince: This fic is a lemon fic involving all the females from PowerPuff Girls. It's a multi-fetish thing, so there is more than one type of lemon in here, excluding yaoi, though. To tell you the truth, I think there's too much yaoi on FanFiction. Not that many straight or Yuri. It's all about Naruto/Sasuke and others, though the two are more different than anything. I don't know about you out there, but when someone slams a fist covered in electricity through your chest (and you survive), that's usually not a ticket to getting into their pants.
Kiactu: The lemons will be as followed:
Kiactu/Keene
Kiactu/Blossom
Kiactu/Bubbles
Kiactu/Buttercup
Kiactu/Bunny
Kiactu/Sedusa
Kiactu/Ms. Bellum
Kiactu/Blossom/Bubbles
Kiactu/Blossom /Buttercup
Kiactu/Blossom/Bunny
Kiactu/Bubbles/Buttercup
Kiactu/Bubbles/Bunny
Kiactu/Buttercup/Bunny
Kiactu/Princess Morbucks
And others, as well as mixtures of these
Prince: Prince of the Forgotten does not own PowerPuff girls. That is an exclusive right only to Hanna-Barbara, Butch Hartman, and Cartoon Network. I just own this plot bunny.
CHAPTER START
Kiactu sat at the table as Utonium began packing his things. "I'll be gone for most of the year to do this project and at least hope you can feed the girls, as well as keep up an internet chat room for the both of us," Utonium instructed. "Yeah," Kiactu said, his head held in his hands. "I'll be sure to watch over the girls for you. It's not like I have anything else to do." Bunny said nothing as she sat across from Kiactu. The silver-haired girl just stared at Utonium. "Bunny, would you like some coffee?" Kiactu asked. "No thank you," the girl replied, taking her empty gaze from the professor to his mentor. Utonium mentally thanked Kiactu for getting the young teenager's attention away from him. "So, you have the emergency number, my email, my cell, the police, the fire station, and –"
"Come on, Utonium," Kiactu scolded him. "At least two of those five numbers are already programmed under 911." The professor stayed quiet for a bit. "Don't worry. If anything happens, the PowerPuff girls will handle it." Utonium was about to disagree when Kiactu picked him up and took him to the door before kicking him out. "Have fun, dear student of mine!" he yelled after Utonium. Utonium's bags soon followed behind him.
"Ah yes, Bunny," Kiactu sighed, stretching his arms. "The house is ours for the year and there's absolutely nothing better than this." The silver-haired girl just got up before flying off, completely ignoring Kiactu. "Aw, don't be like that," he pleaded, following behind the girl. That was when a blonde girl flew in. "Hey, Kiactu," she called out. "Where's the professor?" Kiactu stopped for a second before turning to talk to her. "Oh, he's doing a government funded project with some cohorts and left me in charge for a few months," he explained. That was when he remembered who he was talking to. "I got some ways to contact him if you want me to. And we can go visit him in three months after I get enough money to travel to Oklahoma."
"Oh, that's fine," Bubbles told him. "What? You're not going to freak out?" he asked. "Oh no," Bubbles answered. "I realize that the Professor has more important things to do than to take care of us for the rest of our lives." Kiactu looked at the girl strangely. "Are you okay, Bubbles? You're feeling alright?"
"Yeah, why?" she asked.
"Well, usually you would start freaking out and drowning us all in your tears," Kiactu admitted. The comment made the girl pout. "I don't cry that much anymore," she retorted. "That was a few years ago." It had been about five years since the incident that created the girls. Bubbles and the others had time to mature, so maybe it was time he actually looked towards them as mature women. That was when he caught a glance at what she was wearing. If he had a drink in his mouth, he'd spit it out in a spit take. That didn't stop a miniscule drop of drool from escaping the side of his lip. "What the hell are you wearing?" Kiactu asked.
Bubbles blushed a bit, the red mixing in with the blond of her hair. "I heard from Cathy at school that the only way to catch the attention of the boy you like is to be straightforward with your wish," she answered. She wore a blue blouse that exposed her midriff, as well as part of her bra and tied up near its end. Her skirt was blue-plaid and extremely short, showing a lot of thigh. "I think I dropped a penny somewhere back there," Bubbles responded. The sweetest of the PowerPuff girls bent over, her ass facing towards Kiactu and showing him a peek of her baby blue thong.
Oh god, I'm going to hell! She's like a little sister/daughter to me, he thought to himself. Maybe there's a way to steer this away from me. That was when a boy with the same color scheme as Bubbles popped into the scene. "Yo, Kiactu, I just came back to return this tape of My Little Pony you let me bor –"Boomer started before he noticed what he had gotten into. "Um. . . Okay, this situation's just got awkward." Bubbles shrieked before flying up the stairs. "What was that all about?"
"Oh, she felt embarrassed because you caught us at an extremely bad time for her," Kiactu answered. "Of course, you just bought me at least a few minutes before she comes back down here." Boomer shrugged before jumping on the couch. "So, where's the Prof?" he asked. "Business trip for about a year," Kiactu answered. "He left me in charge of the girls. Where's Brick and Butch?"
"Oh, just hanging' with their girls," Boomer answered. "They've become the girls' bitches now. Especially Butch." Kiactu yawned. "I guess he would," he answered. "Butch is a lot like Buttercup in getting a significant other: at first they're aggressive and then they start to mellow out." Boomer raised up his drink can in agreement. "Well, I have to go into town," Kiactu said. "If you want, you can come with me."
"Nah," Boomer declined. "I have to go. I only came to drop off the DVD and leave. Good luck trying to satisfy the girls." He flew off before Kiactu could say anything. "That son of a bitch," Kiactu growled. He scratched his head before leaving the house.
After a few hours' drive he made it to his destination to see a familiar car. "Huh," he questioned. "I guess that has to be Keene's. Must need to feed her cat, as well as find food for her." He parked right by it and walked inside to automatically find himself running into the owner of the car. "Oh, hey Kiactu," Keene smiled. "How are you doing?"
"Oh same old same old," Kiactu answered. "I just had to get away from the girls for a while. The Professor's gone for at least half a year and he left me in charge, so I just had to leave and get more things to cook."
"Yeah, well," Ms. Keene started. "What is it, Keene?" She felt a little embarrassed to ask him the question. "I was wondering if you could help me cook tonight," Keene asked. "I need some help and I wanted to see how you could teach me . . . you know, with you being literally older than dirt." She knew it wouldn't offend Kiactu as he learned to take insults. You really had to when people don't acknowledge you as the person to save humanity over countless times in the past.
"Yeah, I'll help," Kiactu answered. "It seemed to be a little hectic today for me. I don't know why, but being around you just seems to calm me down. It did while I was dating you and it still does." Ms. Keene smiled. He always did seem a little calm around her, despite the trouble he caused when he wasn't. "Heh," she laughed. "It seemed the same for me, but I always got angry after you left. I mean, you just tried to do everything on the illegal list and more just to test your government immunity. It gave me headaches having the police stop by my house to ask where you were."
They finished shopping and headed to her house. "Do you mind if I put some of my groceries in your fridge?" he asked. "No. I have to go take a shower," she told him. "Make yourself at home. Or better yet, can you lay out the ingredients?" Kiactu nodded, setting the bags on the countertop. He bent down and picked up the cat. "Oh hey," he cooed, stroking the cat's fur. "I wouldn't mind if you went outside to go around the block." The cat stared up at him like it wanted something. Kiactu rolled his eyes and smiled before handing him a piece of fish. "You'll get the other half when you come back after a few hours." It understood before mewing and going through the cat door.
"Wow," he scratched the back of his head. "That cat is going places." A few minutes later found Kiactu sitting on the sofa reading a book off the shelf called King Arthur and His Court. "Heh," he smirked. "I bet if these people knew the real King Arthur, they would say he was a dick." The sound of bare footsteps on the floor could be heard and Kiactu turned to face the culprit. "Took you long enough," he smirked. "We can't all be like you and only have to spend like half a minute in the shower," Keene joked.
Kiactu noticed that she was in a baby blue tank top with spaghetti strings that rose up a bit over her navel and showed a considerate amount of cleavage, as well as orange drawstring pajama bottoms. The outline of a bra couldn't be seen and Kiactu swore he saw a hint of nipple. "If I remember, that was probably one of the last things I bought you since our breakup," Kiactu recalled. "Yeah," Keene admitted. "It was really considerate and I've worn it to bed ever since." They started cooking and cutting up things for the dinner. While chopping the celery, Keene accidentally cut her finger deeply. "Are you okay?" Kiactu asked. "I'm fine. It's just a little nick," she tried to play off.
"Let me see," he ordered. It took a bit of a fight, but he managed to get the hand with the damaged finger. "This doesn't look too good," Kiactu said, taking the finger. He focused for a bit and Keene watched in awe as the wound began to repair itself. Once it was finished, Kiactu backed off. "So, what do you think?" he asked.
"How did you do that?"
"Well, you see, I just used some time magic to reverse the damage," he replied. "I improvised a method of an old friend of mine's." He then stepped behind her. "Let me help you now." Grabbing her hands, he picked up the knife before chopping them smaller than she had been doing it. Ms. Keene looked over her shoulder at his mask before taking one of her hands out of his grasp. She reached up and began to take his mask off and Kiactu let her.
Once it was off, she noticed his stormy gray-gold left eye looking into hers. "Wow, now that I've actually seen your face, I can't believe that you're way older than everyone in the galaxy put together." She tried to move his bang out of his right eye, but was stopped by his right hand wrapped around her wrist in a vice grip. "I don't usually let anyone see that eye," he explained. "Come on," she argued. "I bet it's just as mystifying as your left one." She pushed his hair away to show that his right eye was a lot different. The sclera was black while his iris was white. The pupil was a vertical slit and the lid had four points like that on a compass rose.
"It looks. . ."
"I know. That's why I try to hide it." Keene shook her head. "It just adds more onto the mystery that is Kiactu." He smiled at the compliment. "Thanks, Keene," Kiactu said. They then noticed the distance between their faces had gotten smaller until now and Keene blushed, but they didn't move away from one another. Instead, they only got closer until they touched lips. Instantly the passion became something fiercer.
Kiactu grabbed Keene and pulled her closer. Her chest was pressed against his and he grabbed the back of her legs, picking Keene up and wrapping her legs around his waist. He began to search for a wall before pushing her against it. The meal was forgotten as soon as Keene's back hit its support. Kiactu's hand moved up her leg before it touched her ass and stopping for a bit. He massaged and gripped the flesh a bit before his hand moved on. Kiactu's hand pushed up her shirt a bit in the back and traveled up her spine, stroking and scratching it gently. The actions made Keene arch her back a bit and separate their lips as a long moan exited her throat.
Kiactu bit into her neck, making sure that his fang-like canines didn't sink into her skin. His hand that was up the back of her shirt began to travel to the front before reaching farther up and ticking the underside of her naked breast. Her nipples stood proudly underneath the fabric, catching his attention and he took that chance to move his hands up the breast before pinching the both of them, making her moan. Kiactu began kissing her exposed neck before going back to her lips. A minute later found the both of them topless. Kiactu suckled upon Keene's teat, the nipple encased in his teeth while one of his hands played with her other. The other hand was in the back of her pants, gripping her panty-clad ass.
Kiactu then changed his focus onto her lower body as he knelt down, licking his way down her body. He slowly dragged her pajama bottoms to the ground before digging into her snatch through the cloth of her blue bikini bottom panties. His tongue circled in the wet spot near her opening before moving a few millimeters north, licking at her clit. The panties soon met the rest of the clothes scattered on the floor as Kiactu stepped back from Keene to observe her fully.
"You know, I've never seen you naked even though we were dating," he finally said, the taste of Keene's tang still up on his tongue. "Yeah," she gasped. "It's because I really believed you were younger than me as well as the fact that I've never had sex before." She took a few minutes to catch her breath, her C-cup breasts bouncing for every breath she took. "I wish you had let me known you were really older than you seemed." Kiactu kissed her on the lips. "I'm pretty sure you're not a virgin," he responded.
"I was the girl who everyone saw as the classroom nerd," she admitted. Kiactu raised an eyebrow. "I was the one that no one really paid attention to. That's why I have no husband now and just a cat. "
"You know, I don't know why, but I always found the ones not even trying to be beautiful the most beautiful," Kiactu told her. "You don't try to stand out in the crowd. You try to seem plain and simple, but that just brings out the inner beauty even more. The only time I did not find you attractive was that whole incident with you and Utonium dating, when you actually started to try to be more beautiful than you already were."
"Is that a rant I hear, Kiactu?" Keene asked seductively. "You know, eventually I'm going to snap when people ruin my rants," Kiactu deadpanned, his visible eye twitching. "But since that would just ruin the moment and have I kicked out of a house by a hot woman who wants to have intercourse with me, I'll just let it slip." They went back at it. Kiactu wrapped one of Keene's legs over his head before letting his tongue play with her vulva, poking and prodding at the lips while his nose tickled the area where Keene's clitoris sat. He moved his attention to where his nose once was, peeling back the hood and taking the nerve bundle in his mouth and sucking it just as he had done her nipple not that long ago. Keene's hands found their way into his silver-blond locks, massaging the scalp and pressing his head even harder into her entrance.
It was hardly even a minute before Keene came, the liquid splashing out all over Kiactu. The male just began to lick around her thigh, cleaning up the semi-sour liquid. Kiactu stood up and looked Keene in the eyes. They reflected the lust back at them as the boy began to stand up. "I guess it's time we actually get to the main course, huh?" Kiactu asked. "Just be careful," his partner scolded, getting a nod in reply.
Kiactu dropped his pants and pressed back up against Keene, his black-clothed member brushing against her entrance and staining his boxers with Keene's juices. Keene reached down before grasping it before stroking the shaft. "Wow, it's pretty thick," she said, judging her hand's ability to wrap around the member. It couldn't close around it and a shiver was sent down her spine at the excitement. It was that and the fact that Kiactu stuck a finger inside her nether regions. He pushed the digit in and out, stimulating her vaginal walls. She couldn't say a word as that finger found her G-spot before curling up and fluttering it.
A second finger found its way in, followed by a third that stretched her out a bit. It was a bit painful at first, but Kiactu was patient and waited a minute until she was situated with the feeling of his three fingers. "Are you ready?" he asked, his thumb in his boxer's waistline. Keene couldn't say anything as she felt filled to the brim, so she just nodded her head.
Kiactu let his boxers drop before Keene could even think to look down at his length. He put the head up to her opening and waited on her. Keene looked down to see an eight-inch shaft poking and rubbed against it, giving him the signal to enter. Kiactu did slowly, getting Keene to grab onto his shoulder and to dig into the skin if it was too painful. She began to really dig, breaking his skin and Kiactu just took it. After all, he did have worse, but he knew that any pain she was feeling would be a lot more than that of the damage he usually sustained. At three inches, he reached her barrier and broke it before getting a few more inches in before he bottomed out at her cervix. He only had an inch to go and looked Keene in the eyes.
She kissed him on the lips, wrapping her arms around his neck and squeezing before moving her hips. Kiactu brought his hips back until the head was the only part in before slamming them forward and bursting through her cervix. Keene hissed before just letting it happen. Kiactu pushed her back into the wall before plowing into her faster and with more force. Keene's head was thrown back as she relished in the pleasure Kiactu gave her.
He took her to the table after a few minutes before laying her down and taking his member out of her opening. Keene then tried to move her legs until she was hanging over it and let him take her from behind. She desperately played with her clitoris before cumming. Kiactu felt her muscles tighten and couldn't hold back as the pressure was too much even for him. He painted the inside of her walls white as he hadn't had sex ever since he met Utonium.
"There's another place I want it," Keene panted. "Maybe sometime tomorrow," he explained. "I still have a few minutes before I need to leave and cook the girls' dinner before they get too worried." Which is when he suddenly realized that they let the water overcook. "My bad," he snickered nervously. "I know," Keene agreed. "We got so into the mood, we forgot about the food."
"Yeah." They went back to cooking the food and finished just in time for another round, which they took without even thinking. Kiactu left the house without even knowing that he had been watched by four sets of blue, green, pink, and silver eyes.
CHAPTER END
Prince: How was that? This will be my first lemon fic ever and I feel excited about it. I just hope I can get it past the Lemon Fanfic Nazis that now just seemed to be poking up. Most of my favorite lemon writers have begun to either run away to put their uncut fics on another site (Kyuubi16), deleted all of their lemons (Goombario Jr.), and updated the stories that have scattered lemons to not have lemons anymore (Kenchi618), or have just been plain kicked off (megadeth425). We have to fight to keep FanFiction a free-willed imagination site, not some Nazi controlled imagination site. And for the whole penis size controversy going around, the average-sized male penis is about eight inches in length. Anything above ten inches is ludicrous and unnatural. Twelve inch penises are made through unnatural measures. I don't know about you guys out there, but eight inches is about my length and I can't stand to read it when people give the main characters from the lemons I read about fifteen foot long schlongs. And don't try to use that whole "baby" excuse on me because natural birth is extremely painful from what I heard and the doctors give the women anesthesia to help calm them.