Slayer: Hybrid
Chapter 8: Unleashed
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Illyria went outside looking for Razen. At first she couldn't see him, but her night vision took over and she spotted him. Illyria slowly, and timidly walks over to Razen. He was asleep, lying next to a wither oak tree, dead leaves forming a cushion for him to lay on, and the tree trunk a place to lean his head. He looked so peacefully there, his hair up in spikes waving about as a gust of wind began blowing them to and fro. Illyria smiles and sits next to him.
"What do you want Illyria?" he asked, eyes still closed.
"How'd you know I was here? I didn't even make any noise." She asked.
"I can sense you, I can smell you, and I can taste you." Razen said, slowly opening his eyes, adjusting to the vast darkness.
"And just exactly do I taste like?" Illyria asked, now aroused. Her mortal enemy grinned. She brushed her lips against his neck.
"Be easy." Razen said softly.
She suckled the soft flesh on his neck, and her tongue slid out and traveled to his throat. He groaned softly, but made no attempt to stop her. Instead, his hands traveled to her hips, pulling her closer to him.
"Don't he pleaded, now fully aroused as well, the bulge in his pants noticeable. She grinned against his neck. Know that he was vulnerable somewhere after all. And it had been her, the one he had originally wanted dead to find his weakness. She pushed him down on his back, straddling his lap. She buckled her hips into him, feeling the pressure of his hard length poking into her skirt where her tight womanhood was at.
"You never answered the question. What do I taste like to you?" She asked, the full sincerity in her eyes and voice weighing down on him. She grabbed his shirt and ripped it off, and exposing his chiseled upper body. She kissed his jawline and her kisses were traveled south. The she grabbed his cock and smiled in delight. When she stripped him of his pants and boxers, his cock sprang out looking similar to a flesh colored night stick, ten inches in length. Illyria smiled and slowly and provocatively wrapped her lips around his cock.
"Ugh…" Razen moaned, his hands automatically going into her hair, and wrapping it into his fist. Illyria wrapped her hands around the base of his cock since she could not take it all. Watching Razen moan in frustration made her wet, her juices soaking the bottom of her panties. He thrusted slowly into her mouth, the head sliding into the back of her throat. Feeling a little comfortable with it she deep throated his cock, making his knees buckle.
"Illyria, this might not be the best idea. Besides the fact that we kinda hate each other. There's an apocalypse going out there and I'm to busy getting head to go out there and help.
"Spike and Buffy are doing the same thing." Illyria said flatly once her lips separated themselves from his dick.
"I didn't wanna know that." Razen said, a mischievous grin marring his face.
Illyria returned it and continued sucking his cock…the way she purposely rolled her tongue around his head and made him wanna scream her name as loud as he possibly could. She sucked him hard and finally he couldn't take it anymore and released everything he had in him, and spilled his seed down her throat. She sucked him dry until there was nothing left except the two of them lying down on the grass and leaves.
"My turn…" Razen said, putting his boxers on.
"Don't you wanna fuck?" Illyria asked bluntly.
"Girl stop tripping. I want to but I can't… not right now. But I'm gonna make you come before I go." Razen said, ripping off her pants, and panties, leaving her shirt on. Fast as lightning, he put her clit in his mouth and began to suck on it. Not to soft, not too hard. She squirmed hard, as pleasure began to rush into her body like a tidal wave, overwhelming her. She felt like if he continued, she would drown in an ocean of eternal bliss. Slowly he shoved two fingers inside her and began fingering her, he tight pussy dripping juices all over his fingers.
She moaned hard, her body shaking and quivering. Her body hurt just a slight bit from inexperience, but the pleasure was so enormous it made her forgot that the pain ever existed. She gripped his hair and forced his tongue into her. He smiled against the walls of her wet pussy and began to thrust as deep as he could with his tongue. As he enjoyed himself in making Illyria squirm, his hands found her nipples and slowly teased them with his hands. Illyria could no longer take it and came, her juices spilling out and into the awaiting throat of Razen.
After they were dressed they sat there looking at each other smiling, there past long forgotten. Angel suddenly appeared out of the darkness. "I got good news and bad news." He said.
"What's the bad?" Razen asked.
"You're about to die." Angel replied.
"And the good?" Illyria asked.
"I just saved a bunch of money by switching to Geico." He replied charging at her, fist cocked back.