Lords of the Playlist
Authors note: The Powerpuff girls do not belong to me and as always, they have human appendages.
Greens ages variate between late teens/early twenties.
*Sex in this chapter (Non-explicit of course) – Please feel free to skip over this one if it makes you uncomfortable.
Track 24: Closer – Nine Inch Nails
Her nails dug into his back as his hips slammed into hers, making both raven-haired adults gasp in pleasure.
His rough, callused hands ran up and down her long, toned legs as he pulled her hips down to meet his, and she dragged his face down to hers to give him an open-mouthed kiss.
The brutal male above her moaned in ecstasy as he bit down on her lower lip – drawing blood and making her sigh into the kiss. She loved it when he got rough and demanding with her like this. It was always such a thrill.
Buttercup ran her hands up and down Butch's toned chest, leaving faint scratches in her wake, which prompted him to thrust at her harder, as his mouth left hers to trail down the crook of her neck and bite down hard on her clavicle.
She shrieked in delight. That was going to leave a mark. Even with her X enhanced skin the bite was still going to be there by the morning.
Good. She though. It marked her as his.
There wasn't a man alive that could make her feel the way that Butch did. No other could satisfy her like he could. No man could dominate her like he could (which was an impressive feat, seeing how she submitted to no one) and she was damn sure that no one could make her feel just like this, and make her beg like he could.
They went at it for a few more minutes before she dug her nails into his shoulders – a warning – and he growled in response.
A white light filled her vision as she reached her peak, screaming his name as her senses kicked into overdrive – Butch finishing not long after her, with a feral roar.
She shuddered in pleasure as she struggled to maintain what little of her sanity that she had left, gripping onto Butch like a lifeline, causing the dark man to place a small kiss onto her trembling lips in response.
After a moment, he slowly turned over so he was lying next to her on the bed – mindful not to crush her with his weight – yet not allowing her move more than an arm's length away from him – not that she had planned on going anywhere else.
He brushed some of her sweat matted hair away from her face as he held her in his arms, both slightly panting from the aftermath of their activities.
Buttercup met the dark forest irises of her boyfriend, only to see that they were trained directly on her.
When he looked at her like that… It had some sort of hypnotizing effect on her. It made her want more of him. She wanted to fucking drown in him.
She moved forward to press a hot, lingering kiss on his jaw – the action resulting in him releasing a sexy little rumble from the back of his throat as he held her tighter.
He grinned seductively at her. "You up for round two?" He asked in a low growl.
"Hell yes." She purred breathlessly as she reached up to kiss him again.
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XxX
You can have my everything
You make me perfect
Help me become somebody else
You are the reason I stay alive