Well, I want to thank all of you guys for your awesome support and ideas for Cloaked in Darkness. It really surprised me how much you guys like it. Special thanks go out to OmegaDelta, Ghostkid33 and Dark Commander for showing such interest and giving your feedback, as well as Jeremiah Legacy, for your singular idea which probably saved this story! On a side note, I'm sorry for the chapter name mix up. I accidentally counted the prologue as chapter one, so the chapter numbers up to this point have been wrong. I'm fixing that now. Alright, enough from me. On to…
Cloaked in Darkness
Chapter 7
The Rules of Passion
Tootie skipped down the Executive corridor of the Death Ball, turning more than a few heads in the process. She opened the door to Timothy's office, letting herself in. She took in the plush office, almost identical to the bedroom. The only difference was that in place of the bed was a large desk that seemed to be made of pure obsidian and trimmed with ebony. But all Tootie could focus on was the beautiful man sitting at the desk.
His black hat sat on the desk, his cape and shirt folded on the floor. Tootie was mesmerized by his chest, his muscles and stomach toned and looking chiseled out of snowy marble. She let out an involuntary shudder and a small moan as the memories and feelings of their first night flooded her senses again. Her noise caused Timothy to look up, and a smile crossed his face that added to his statuesque beauty.
Timothy stared at her, his mind drawing a blank as her beauty hit him. True, he had seen her naked the night before, but it seemed the more his blood mingled and fused with hers, the more evident her sexiness became. And, apparently, so did her playful and seductive nature. She sauntered up to him, swaying her hips hypnotically; a grin that could melt even the coldest heart seemed to flow across her face.
"You wanted to see me, my lord?" She said in a voice nearly had him pinning her to the wall and taking her right then and there. Her question only just registered in his mind. "Ye..yes…I wanted to talk to you…about…the other girls on board…" He was having trouble concentrating, as Tootie was currently laying across the desk in a way that pressed her breasts up, making it seem like she was a centerfold for Penthouse. She noticed his struggle, and smiled as she pulled herself off the desk, stood at rest and spoke in her normal voice, "please continue, lord Darkhand."
Timothy sighed and looked down, thankful for the reprieve from the near mind blowing tease Tootie had just been putting on. He quickly regained his composure, even though he wanted nothing more than to act on his impulses as he had last night. "Thank you Tootie. As I said, I wanted to discuss...my relationship with the other women on board. I know that I made Trixie and Veronica physical embodiments of lust for me, and I'm pretty sure that as we make our conquest across the universe we will encounter many other women. In my past life, I would have jumped at the chance to be with so many beautiful women, but I realize now that my heart belongs to you, and only you. And so I promise you that I will never…"
Timothy suddenly found himself cut off as Tootie crushed her lips to his, kissing him so hard it hurt. Not that Timothy minded. He was about to kiss her back when she moved her head back, the seductive grin back in full force. "I wanted to talk to you about that. You see, Vicky woke me up this morning, and told me to tell you," Tootie leaned in close, and whispered in her seductive voice, "that you really need to increase the sound proofing on our room." She finished with a lick to his earlobe that caused his eyes to instantly become black. He gazed at her, his wants evident. She smiled again, and continued. "She told me that she felt jealous of me last night, and she was pretty sure every other woman on board felt the same." Timothy would have blushed, if he wasn't so turned on by the raven haired seductress sitting on his lap.
"I saw how much she wanted you…and just how much every other girl does. And so, I wanted to tell you that I'm ok with sharing you. Any girl on the Death Ball, and any girl we pick up during our conquest." Timothy looked at her, astounded. "Are…are you being serious?" She nodded, but suddenly her eyes flashed a pure, dangerous black. "But one rule, Timmy. I will be with you any time you are with another, so I can remind them of their place. They may share your body, but your heart belongs to me, and only me. Do you understand?"
Tootie asked, but Timothy knew he could never refuse her, especially when he knew just what she was capable of, and with her in such close proximity. "Yes ma'am, crystal clear." He gave her a mock salute, to which she playfully hit his head. "Well, now that we have that out of the way, I have another question for you." She slipped lower on his body, where the boner he had been harboring since she had entered the room had been raging in his pants. She grinned and straddled him, grinding her hips against it. "Is that a wand in your pocket, or are you happy to see me?" Timothy's black eyes seemed to grow even darker with desire.
"Why don't you find out?" Tootie's eyes grew as black as his, and she slunk to her knees, her head between his legs. "Happy to, my lord." She gently laved the bulge in his pants, happy with his shivers and moans even through the layers he was wearing. Layers she was about to remove. She moved up to his zipper, using her newly sharpened teeth to pull the zipper down, his bulge straining against his pure black boxers. Tootie grinned and her eyes filled with want. "I was right. Very, VERY happy." She licked and laved at his cock through his boxers. His moan was both pained and pleasured, and he said in a choked voice. "T..Tootie…please…" She understood instantly, ripping off his pants and boxers as well as her own uniform. She pressed herself against the wall, spreading her legs, already wet from arousal. "Oh my lord…oh my Timmy…Take me!"
At that point, Timothy's animal instincts took over, and he leapt over the desk, crushing himself to his love. "Oh, trust me Tootie, I will…but first," his hands snuck around her body, cloaked in gloves of darkness. One snuck to her breasts, the other to her swollen clit. The instant his fingers made contact, the darkness flared over her, setting her nerves aflame with passion and want. Her back arched against the wall, her head thrown back in a silent scream of ecstasy. And that was before Timothy began kissing and licking her neck, and her sensitive bite scars. At that point, all Tootie could do was whimper, "Please Timmy, please please please…" Timothy smiled, gently teasing her womanhood with the head of his cock. She trembled, becoming a quivering mess in his hands. And then he pushed into her, and her head whipped back, a scream of pure, mind shattering pleasure flying from her throat. Her body exploded in orgasm, but Timothy had only just begun.
His thrusts were deep and powerful, each one setting off one orgasm after another. And still he kept going, not letting her rest. She moaned and jerked in his hands, blind and numb to everything except the pleasure she was receiving. For what felt like an eternity, Timothy kept bringing Tootie to higher and higher throes of indescribable, reality shattering, orgasmic bliss. Timothy was feeling it as well, Tootie's pussy clamping and rippling around his dick. He felt a coiling, boiling climax building in his stomach. He whimpered, "Tootie, I'm…I'm gonna…." In response, Tootie turned her head, kissing his lips, and made her pussy clamp him like a vice. Timothy's eyes shot open, and exploded straight into her wanting, waiting womb. Tootie let off one final, ear splitting wail as she felt herself cum a final time as Timothy's hot seed flooded her. They both fell to the ground, sweaty, panting and satisfied.
Tootie turned to Timothy, and whispered in his ear. "Oh…Oh my Lord…my Timmy…" Timothy grinned at her. "I take it you enjoyed that?" She looked back at him, a grin of her own creeping across her face. "Oh God yes…but tell me, my lord, you're not tired yet, right?" Timothy looked at her quizzically, and asked, "why do you ask?" Tootie's smile suddenly looked mischievous. "Because you're night is far from over." She stood, her legs still wobbly after her experience, and sauntered to the door. Tootie turned to Timothy, blew him a kiss and mouthed the words 'I love you', before opening the door, revealing Trixie, Veronica and Vicky. All three were nude, and all looked beyond horny. As they slowly advanced on him, a singular thought went through his mind. 'It's good to be Dark Lord'
So there you go. I could have warned that this would be a lemon, but where would the fun be in that? Anyway, I promise the action is coming soon. I already know where Timothy will strike first, but after that…well, I leave that up to you. Tell me where you think Timothy should go, and who he should change to his side. Till next time, read rant and review!
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