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Title: Lust for revenge
Read on, oh faithful ones...
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The light started to fade from the sky, purples and pinks filling the sky as the sun sank on the horizon, buildings stretching shadows and cooling the city below. It wasn't long before people started escaping those same buildings, finished work for the day and eager to leave. From the top of Banks and Livingstone Lawyers' building - the tallest building in Maxville - Poison watched as the tiny figures rushed and pushed past one another in their desire to get home.
There was movement beside her, and Poison looked over at Lustful, smirking slightly when she saw her blissful expression and kiss-swollen lips. Fire had obviously been keeping her occupied and powered up.
"Ready, Lustful?" she asked, pressing a kiss to her mouth.
Lustful sighed contently as she pulled away, licking her lips gently. "That should be enough now, Poison. This'll be fun," she said, smiling so broadly that her lips cracked with the motion, drops of blood forming on her perfect bow lips. Lustful licked them away, then looked over the edge of the skyscraper to the people below, as if to determine just how to ruin them all individually.
Poison looked to where Fire was resting against the stair exit, looking exhausted. He'd done the most work to keep Lustful powered up. Though Poison had offered, they both knew he had the stamina and patience that Lustful needed. Poison smiled at him, stepping carefully across the roof to sit beside him, taking his hand in her own.
There was no warning, no sound, and then a bright red haze enveloped Lustful, the wave of power extending and plummeting downwards, travelling through each of the skyscraper's fifty storeys to the street below, spreading out to the individual people and ensnaring them all.
Lustful laughed at the sight, some people already eager and undressing, while others were taking a bit longer and somewhat confused. It wouldn't take long for them to join in the fun. She watched, feeling her power coerce these innocent people until they no longer were quite so innocent, and when the final person's resistance slipped away, the orgy on the street really began. Lustful sat on the edge of the building, resting her chin in her hands as she watched eagerly, squirming at the loud moans and desperate cries for release.
"I take it they're ready?" Poison asked at her shoulder.
Lustful started in surprise; she'd forgotten about the plan! She offered an apologetic smile to Poison, hoping that would be enough for her forgiveness. Poison raised an eyebrow, then kissed Lustful again, nipping at her full bottom lip harshly.
"Next time, don't forget," Poison said.
Lustful nodded quickly, licking her sore lip. "I won't. Are you sure that's enough people? There might be more a few streets over," she offered.
"It's enough, Lustful. You can rest now, we'll get you when it's over," Fire offered, stroking her cheek gently.
She leaned into his touch, like a cat arching up to be petted, and then relaxed as they both stepped off the edge of the building, plummeting down towards the ground even faster than her wave of power.
As they fell, Fire used several fireballs to heat the air and slow their descent. Poison released some seeds, a wave of hot air from Fire pushing the seeds down faster so they would hit the ground first. As soon as the seeds touched pavement, they sprouted and spread giant leaves, stalks rising up into the air to wind around Poison and Fire, slowing their fall to a gentle stop. Poison let her power recede from the plants, returning them back to small seeds, and used a vine to pick them up in a matter of seconds.
"Ready for this, hippie?" Fire asked, looking away from a particularly athletic threesome happening a few metres away.
"Ready. You?" Poison asked, her question punctuated with several screams of release from the writhing mass of bodies before them.
Fire grinned, a bright heart-melting grin that reminded Poison of a time years ago. "I was born ready."
Poison couldn't agree more. She took his hand, and together, they walked through the crowd of kissing, touching, sucking, biting, licking, grinding, orgasming, fucking people. Thankfully, Lustful's power didn't affect the ones that helped create it, but on this scale, it was similar to walking through a mist of syrup. Once they were as close to the centre of the mass of bodies as they could be, Poison and Fire let go of each other and turned to face the crowd.
Just like Lustful, they offered neither warning nor sound of their intentions. One moment Poison and Fire were looking at the crowd calmly, and the next, vines and fireballs shot forth. People were choked or poisoned with vines, climbers, and creepers; others were set aflame or burnt alive. Poison and Fire were methodical and ruthless, leaving nobody alive, even as most reached climax as they were dying. The pleas for sex were soon exchanged for screams, but Lustful's hold over these people was too strong for them to even try to run away. Burned and poisoned, over 250 people died in a matter of minutes.
When they were certain they were all dead, Poison and Fire walked into Banks and Livingstone Lawyers to deal with the other citizens caught inside.
When Poison and Fire returned to the roof twenty-nine minutes later, Lustful was lying on her back, legs dangling over the side of the skyscraper. She smiled at them lazily, her eyes hooded as power thrummed through her body, her fingertips caressing against her skin gently like a lover might. On the roof surrounding her were several hundred glass jars, all full of the same red mist that she'd released earlier. Poison and Fire walked among the glass jars carefully, making their way over to Lustful, who was humming softly now.
"Have fun, Lustful?" Poison asked, smiling down at her.
"Oh, yes. I barely managed to capture it all," Lustful replied, sitting up, letting her head settle for a moment before standing. She took Fire and Poison's offered hands with a smile, stepping back down onto the roof among her jars.
"Do you have enough for yourself as well?" Fire asked, looking from the jars to Lustful's pale form.
"More than enough to last me for several months. Maybe even a year, if I suddenly decide to be frugal," Lustful quipped, laughter in her eyes and tone.
"Call us if you need more, all right?" Poison offered, kissing her cheek.
"All right, I will. Oh, before I go! Fire, consider this my thank you gift," Lustful added with a wink, handing Fire a silver necklace with a heart pendant.
"Uh, thanks?" Fire said, frowning at the gaudy gift.
Lustful laughed at his expression. "Just wait until you're wearing it; you'll understand." She left before either one could reply, stepping between the glass jars nimbly.
Poison took her phone out to call Molten and Blaze so they could help transport the glass jars. Molten and Blaze arrived in a matter of minutes, landing their flying truck on the building's helipad. Using her vines, Poison had all of the glass jars secured in the truck soon enough.
"I'm driving, give me the keys," Fire demanded as they headed towards the truck's cabin.
"It's my truck," Blaze argued.
"It'll be your hunk of metal if you don't give me the keys."
Blaze muttered under his breath, but threw the keys to Fire and climbed into the cabin.
Fire was the better driver of the four of them, taking care not to jostle the jars in the back, and they arrived back at their base of operations without a single jar broken. Hourglass and Speed were waiting for them when they arrived, the seer taking Fire aside as soon as he was out of the cabin.
"Don't wear the pendant until absolutely necessary."
"I wasn't planning on it, Hourglass. Have you seen it? It doesn't exactly match my shoes," Fire replied sarcastically.
Hourglass ignored his sarcasm easily. "Lustful gave you some of her power, Fire. The mist in those jars are nothing compared to the concentrated amount inside of that pendant. The instant you wear it, people will fall in love with you and literally do anything for you. They'll kill, destroy, even die for you if you ask it of them. It's a dangerous power to wield, and it could ruin everything you and Poison have worked for if you abuse its power."
Fire looked at the necklace with a grimace. He much preferred to threaten or terrify people into submission; making them fall in love with him seemed like cheating somehow.
"Thanks for letting me know, Hourglass. I'll be careful."
She sighed in relief, and then moved on to help Speed and the others unpack the jars. Fire pocketed the pendant, certain that he'd never need it. He followed Hourglass to help finish unpacking the jars in their secure vault. Fire pressed a firm kiss to Poison's mouth, her lips curving into a smile against his.
With Lustful's power to wield whenever they wanted, the world would have no choice but to love Chaos and beg them for more.
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The end.
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