Stella Luxure

I felt her tongue trace over my right nipple as a shot of ecstacy ran through my body. My lover, Vanica was apparently from a different world than this one. She said she could use magic, and I couldn't believe her until I saw her use her blood magic. Now, she was fucking me. It was apparent that Vanica had a thing for women when she pinned me down and tongue-kissed me the first time we met. It was good to have someone as strong as her around for my protection.

She continued to lick my nipples as she held my breasts together. I gave an erotic moan as she started to finger me. I felt her mouth detach from my breasts with a pop as she smiled at me. "Stella, my little lover~" she cooed. "You're safe with me," she whispered into my ear. I could feel her hot breath. It only got me wetter. I reached my hands up to Vanica's breasts, squeezing them as hard as I could. She moaned a bit and I took the initiative, sucking on her breasts.

"I love you Vani. Make me your bitch. Fuck me!" I moaned as she fingered me faster, my fluids gushing out as I came. She held me, kissing me gently on the neck as her wet fingers slowly rubbed my thighs. My muscles relaxed as I fell into her arms. She got in closer to where our breasts were touching. She grabbed the blanket and threw it over the two of us.

"Hey Vani, what're we gonna do now?" I asked, turned onto my back, looking up at the ceiling fan.

"I'll go where you go, my little Stella," Vanica replied, laying her head on my chest. "I'm your guardian devil. I'll make sure anyone one who would do you harm, I'll butcher them," she said with a smile. I ran my fingers through her short hair as she dozed off. I slowly snuck out of Vanica's grasp and put a pillow under her head as she slept. I went over to the bathroom and looked in the large mirror at myself. I stood at a whopping 5'8. I saw my long, hazel-colored hair that ran down to my waist. I floated my hands over my D-cup breasts as I stared into my dream-colored eyes. I sighed as I walked into the shower, turning it onto hot. The warm water soothed my body was it washed over me. I grabbed some shampoo and soap to clean myself. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine what a life with Vanica would be like.

I saw a small cottage in a forest clearing. Vanica was wearing a dark, violet sundress, dancing in a field of poppies as I sat on the front porch, sipping some sweet tea. The house had a few windows and some small flowers in pots on the front windowsills.

"Stella! Come, let's dance together!" she said in her familiar excited tone, pulling me to the field. We danced there till sundown, where we had a simple but enjoyable dinner, followed by another fun night fucking.

I opened my eyes and began to cry. It wasn't going to happen as much as I wanted it to. Vanica, there were people after her. There was a woman with her two daughters. All I heard was the last name Silva. I just knew it, Vanica's past was going to catch up to my lover and I'd be alone again. No. I wasn't going to let this happen. I wasn't going to let those bitches take my Vanica. She was the only one who ever cared for me. She was the one who saved me from death. I'd seen the way she fights. It was brutal, vicious, and merciless. But this world… its just like her. Vicious, brutal, and merciless, but unlike this world, she could care. She said it herself, she was my guardian devil. Devil, yea, there aren't any angels here.

I heard the door open and Vanica poke her head out. "Honeeey, come back to bed with meeee!" she whined.

"Be there in a second, sweety!" I replied as I grabbed my towel to dry myself off. I'm not going to let my guardian and lover get killed. I walked back into the bedroom, jumping into Vanica's arms.

It's only a matter of time. "Vani, there's something I need to tell you about something I heard in the market today." my tone was serious, I felt her tense up.

"What is it Stella?"

"There were three females, a mother and her daughters, All I know about them is that their surnames are Silva. Do you know anyone by that name?" I asked, looking up at her now stern expression.

"Yes. I fought someone by the name of Acier Silva. Stella, you have to promise me something," she said, her jovial tone now completely gone, replaced with a serious voice.

"Sure…"

"If I get into a fight with them, run, don't fight. They're… powerful, too powerful for you to take on."

I realized what she was asking of me. "No! I won't just leave you there to die! We're partners, don't you remember? When you saved me from that slum?! You were the one who rescued me. You saved me. I'm not leaving you here-"

Vanica put her index finger over my lips. "You'll do as I say," she stain with stern, commanding voice. "I can't have you dying in vain. If you want to get revenge for me later on then do so, but don't risk your life for some idiotic instinct," Vanica insisted as she kissed me on the cheek. She pulled me under the covers as nuzzled her cheek against mine. "You've been kind to me, so let me return the favor."

I nodded as I rested in her arms.

It was raining, the ground was slick and muddy. My hair covered my face, as It had been five years since I had cut it. Five years enslaved. Five years of just trying to survive. I stared up at the large, tall concrete walls that confined me to this eternal hell. Two men approached me, pushing me to the ground and striping me of my clothes. They began to beat me with bats and clubs. My entire body ached in pain as they continued to beat me. Just as they were finished, a woman with short, black hair scaled the wall. She wore a black eye patch over her right eye with a white spade on it. A red liquid appeared around her hand which formed into claws. She shredded the armed guards, the men screaming in pain and agony.

"Come on! Don't you have anyone stronger I can fight?!" she asked in an annoyed tone. For some reason, I reached my hands up to her. She looked at me and descended from the walls. She walked up to me, and picked me up. "You're weak, so why should I help you?" she asked.

My throat cracked as I began to speak, my voice broken as I hadn't talked in over a year. "I… I can fight. I was a sharpshooter. I can cover you from a range while you attack up close."

"Hm, ok," she said with a quizzical look on her face. Another man charged the woman from behind. I grabbed one of dead guard's pistols, shooting the attacker to death, the empty click of the pistol telling me I needed to reload. "Wow! That was impressive, but you don't need to worry about me, I can take care of myself!" She said with confidence. "By the way, my name's Vanica Zogratis, what's your's?" She asked.

"Stella Luxure. Thank you again for saving me!" Vanica gave a worrying smile as she gave me a right hug.

I felt the rise and fall of Vanica's chest as she slept. She had a hand on my head, unconsciously scratching it. I knew I had to keep her safe. Sure she was strong, and definitely powerful, but I have knowledge that she doesn't. Together we will be able to survive, but to do that we must jump an immense hurdle, Acier Silva. I slowly moved out of her grip, replacing myself with a big, soft pillow. Vanica tightly hugged it as I snuck out of the bedroom. I opened the steel closet and grabbed my weapons. They consisted of a bolt-action hunting rifle chambered in .308, a LMG in 5.56, a pistol in 9mm, and a double-barrel sawed-off shotgun. I packed up and moved to the roof of our town house. I overheard that Acier and her daughters would be heading this way in about an hour and a half. I had made myself a sandwich and some juice to hold me over. I set up my sniper's nest and machine gun nest. My plan was to hit them from behind. I'd take out Acier first, then her daughters.

It only took fifty minutes for them to show up. I zeroed in my scope, aiming straight for the woman's head. Suddenly glass exploded out from the window below me and Vanica burst out of the window, her blood magic on full display. She dove down, going straight for Acier. I took aim and fired a shot at her head, however it was too late as Acier had covered her entire body in a suit of metal. The bullet dented the metal armor as she turned to face me. Her eldest daughter was covered in mist and began to fire bullets of condensed mist at me. I took cover, aiming the LMG at her position. I fired everything I had at her, hearing a piercing scream that drew everyone's attention. The mist began to fade as the woman fell to the ground, blood pooling out of the bullet wounds that were dispersed around her body.

"Stella? You're so good!" Vanica shouted in joy as she started to excite herself more and more. She began to push back Acier as she sent a barrage of metal spears at my position.

"Noelle! Go after the one on the roof!" Acier ordered as her younger daughter charged at me. I unleashed a hail of bullets at the young woman as she fired powerful water bullets at me. I ducked and weaved around the projectiles. I had a plan to deal with a fighter like her: draw them close then when they're at point blank range, blast them with the sawed-off shotgun. I pulled out my rifle and fired a shot at Noelle, piercing through her water armor and obliterating her left knee. I chambered another round and fired, this one striking her gut. Blood pooled out of her as her water armor dissipated and she fell to the edge of the roof.

"I hope you enjoy hell, bitch," I said as I aimed the sawed-off shotgun and pulled the trigger, blowing her head off. I kicked her lifeless body off of the roof as her mother looked up in horror and rage. She charged me, creating a dragon of steel, the animated creation crashing into my stomach as I fired the pistol at her. Just as I felt the metal pierce me, Vanica came at her from behind shooking multiple spears made of blood through Acier's body, killing her. She collapsed on top of her now dead daughters.

"Ah! My little Stelli, are you alright?!" Vanica asked as she held me in her arms.

"No, I'm alright," I replied with a smile. "Now should we continue our snuggling?" I asked, Vanica smiled.

"Of course!"