Disclaimer: I do not own Powerpuff Girls.

Intro: I wasn't sure if this was T or M so I just put it in M, if this kind of thing offends you I am sorry, I just want to explore my creative writing. Buttercup and Butch are both over eighteen, just want to clear that up.

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His grip was iron strong, it was frighting. My arms were chained against the wall, I couldn't move at all. I hated how he did this, I really hated it. He inched closer, his scent, so mouth watering, so pleasing. He is my sweet wine, my wine I need but don't want.

"Hello Buttercup," he whispered in a tender, mocking tone. I gulped, knowing what was coming next. His warm, smooth hands slid lightly on my almost bare body, I twitched at his touch. But he didn't stop, slowly, as if he wanted to savour the feeling of my body and the sight of it, he removed my underwear, the protection I needed to distance away from him. When all my protected armour was piled on the ground, he kicked it away. All on my cold, shaken body was the invisible clothing that I wished was still on. My fearful eyes glazed on his ones, filled with yearning lust.

"My turn Buttercup" he muttered, an evil, twisted, handsome smirk pasted on his perfect face, he maintain that smirk on me as he unbuckled his belt and confiscated his pants, what was left on him was his singlet. Fair he was, I was bare and he had a singlet. Slowly...step by step he moved towards me and positioned his steamy hot body upon mine, his luscious humid lips traced against my freezing cold neck, then my shoulder and finished on my breasts, he played with my breasts through his talented mouth. The tingling feeling from him felt so good but wrong.

"You didn't give me any love, you made me want you so much...this is the only way" he mumbled, I widen my eyes in surprise and horror. Looking down at my body he started to become erected, the pleasurable yet cursing penis became excited, it was already large but now it's larger. Without warming he pushed his penis into me, making me gasping loudly in pain and shock. The gasp caused him caused to grin and thrust harder, his hips pumping against mine. The pain...the agonizing pain hurt me so much that tears formed in my fearful eyes, but that didn't achieved anything. Neither did that moan that escape from me, wanting more. As he thrust hard, his eyes were on mine, he could see the pain I was going through...but also the pleasure. He kissed me with such hunger and eager, it left me breathless. Those warm smooth hands of his massaged my breasts in such a manner that I wanted more; it was showed through the pleasing moans I whispered out. This was his thirst to claim me and I loved it. His penis, I wanted to lick it affectionately and sucked it hard, I wanted to be on top of him and contribute to the sex but here he was the dominant one.

"Years I wanted this, years I needed this, but you refused to do anything, you tempted me, forcing me to do this to you. But Buttercup, I will never, ever regret this" he whispered, panting, he almost at his climax, I could felt it; I knew my peak was soon too. I wanted to tell him my side of the situation, how I wasn't ready. But as soon I opened my mouth to protest, he stopped me by kissing me. His taste was pure amazing, so was his technique. At last, at the final thrust, he released himself, I screamed in pleasure. It was the pure wonderful. Then he slump his head on my stomach in exhaustion as I tried to get my breath. I soon realized that he wasn't wearing a condom. We were both breathing hard; my eyes were focused sweat dripping down his forehead and glistening on his toned body. It took him a couple of minutes for him to slide out of me and leaned close his luscious lips gently bit my ear.

"At last I claimed my prize" he whispered in one breath, I used my hair to hide my grin. The last thing I wanted him to know, I want him. He walked away, laughing for his victory, my green eyes watch him leave, and I raised my head and giggled too.

"Until next time Butch" I muttered.