Author's Forewords: Hey again, guys! I promised more Streets of Rage, and here I am! For this story, we'll get to see Cherry Hunter during some alone time after she sees Axel and Blaze in a rather compromising moment.
This one came to me completely out of the blue while I was working on another story for this franchise, but I just knew I had to get this one out ASAP.
And just so we're clear, there is no pedophilla here. Cherry is not being depicted as a minor in this story—she's 19. She doesn't have an official age listed in the game, but I assume she's at least a legal adult if she can get gigs to play her music.
With that said, enjoy!
Red Hot Cherry
Cherry was just buzzing with excitement.
Why? 'Cause she'd been in an actual fight!
And as someone who enjoyed causing a ruckus on a regular basis, that wasn't just some hyperbolic statement. Just yesterday, she, Axel, Blaze, and her newest friend, Floyd Iraia had all gone out and crushed the Y Syndicate, saving the city from a mass brainwashing. She may not have been all that concerned with justice, but she supposed that it was nice that they weren't all going to become Y Syndicate-worshipping puppets.
What partially surprised even Cherry herself was the fact that she'd gotten through the whole adventure in one piece. Her fighting skills were the crudest of the four of them, and that said something next to Floyd, but while he had his massive cybernetic arms to compensate, Cherry had her electric guitar.
That didn't seem like much, but unbeknownst to Cherry herself, it was strong enough to take quite the amount of abuse. That was to say nothing of what she could actually do with it. She had no idea she had the ability to actually fight off fire-breathing punks weighing in at several times her mass by shredding on her guitar, or by bashing them with the thing itself, for that matter. And inexplicably, the most the guitar suffered were scratches and a few chips here and there.
It all had to come to an end eventually, which brought Cherry to where she was now. The team came to the decision to stay at a hotel for a couple of days, all of them wanting to at least get some rest and relaxation before they went back home. Cherry wasn't going to object. It wasn't like they hadn't earned it.
Her only regret was not doing it all alongside her father. Not just to make sure she wouldn't lose him. . .again, but also to show him that her scrappiness could be used for something positive.
Cherry came to a stop, drifting away into thought. Maybe the two of them could talk about it. After all, she helped Wood Oak City out big time. Sure, Axel led the group and had the best fighting skills, you could say that Blaze used what she'd heard on the street to give advice where she could, there was the fact that Floyd had raw brute strength and weaponized Rakushin energy going for him, but she'd been the one to correctly guess that the Y Twins would personally seek out DJ K-Washi and use his music to enslave his audience.
Cherry knew her father loved and supported her, but oftentimes, she felt as if her addiction to thrills made him see her as somewhat disappointing. Maybe that could change once her dad had come to understand her a bit more.
Besides, if Cherry really got lucky, maybe it could convince her father to join her on the next big journey that she almost found herself wishing for. It was a pretty long shot, considering that he planned on hanging it up for good now that Mr. X's legacy was no more. But Cherry considered it well worth it to try and budge him anyways. It had only been a day since their victory, but Cherry couldn't see herself forgetting it anytime soon. God knew she could go for some more. Especially with her dad by her side.
Hell, why wait for him to come back. For all Cherry knew, he could have gotten his personal phone back by now.
She slipped her hand into her pocket for her cell phone, only to find nothing there.
It hit her. She'd been fiddling with it after a swim, and in her post-citywide brawl stupor, she'd forgotten to take it with her. Cherry doubled back to where she'd just come from. They may have dismantled the Y Syndicate, but Cherry was smart enough to know that crime wouldn't just stop. Especially petty theft.
Cherry jogged up to the pool entrance. She nudged the door ajar. . .and jumped back in surprise at what she saw.
She crept back up to see if her eyes were playing tricks on her. They weren't.
Axel was sitting in a beach chair, with Blaze in his arms. . .grinding on him!
And Axel had slid his hands down very low down Blaze's back. As in, squeezing her ass as she gyrated her hips on top of him!
Not only did Cherry's heart stop, and not only was she jittery with a sudden burst of adrenaline, but she'd felt a throbbing sensation down below her legs.
She couldn't look away. But she knew she had to.
She shakily closed the door, tiptoeing out of sight. She bolted away as soon as she was clear.
Fuck the phone, Cherry thought, googly-eyed. What did I just see?!
Cherry ran back to her hotel suite, thankfully not having to fear anyone questioning her behavior. Her dad still had to report back to the S.I.F on the Y Twins' arrest, and take care of some remaining legal businesses that Cherry couldn't remember or care about. The S.I.F couldn't let him go just yet. Thus, she had the room all to herself.
She ducked into the doorway, closing the door shut behind her and leaning against it. Her heart pounded against her rib cage as she replayed the scene in her mind. Axel and Blaze were just grinding on the pool chair.
No. . .it was probably nothing. They'd probably gotten caught up in. . .whatever they apparently had with one another, and planned to stop as soon as they realized what they were doing.
But what if they didn't stop? What if they'd gone further with it and began fucking?
Cherry froze. The thought of Axel doing such a thing in such a public place was still unlikely, but it didn't make the pulsing between her legs stop.
I'm glad Blaze and I got different rooms. No one needs to see what I'm about to do.
Wasting no more time, Cherry stripped herself bare, ditching one clothing item at a time. Once she carefully set her medallion down on the dresser, she flopped onto the bed, scrambling to sit upright.
She spread her legs, wondering how lucky Blaze had to be to hook up with him, if that was what they were doing. Cherry liked to joke around about him being old, but as she matured, she'd come to find him to be an incredibly good-looking man.
Cherry's hand came up to caress her small, perky tits. Her nipples were puffy and erect.
She'd been sure to get out of there before she was caught, but the one thing she'd been absolutely sure to catch was the big, bulging tent in Axel's swim shorts.
She caressed herself between her legs, running her fingers along her drooling entrance as she wondered just how much Axel had been packing back there.
A moan escaped Cherry's lips. What could he do to Blaze when his clothes came off? With those big, strong arms, Cherry figured he'd be fond of taking her from behind. Him just driving his cock into her pussy, making her ass jiggle with the force of his hips slamming into hers.
"Oh, fuck. . ." Cherry whispered hoarsely.
She quickly rubbed her hard clit, her hips giving a twitch. Cherry gasped with arousal at how powerfully it throbbed, slick with her fluids.
The increase of sensation was just what Cherry needed. She effortlessly slid her fingers inside of herself, repeatedly thrusting them in and ripping them back out again. Her rigorousness created loud squelching noises, splattering a few droplets of essence along her inner thighs.
"Fuck. . .fuck. . .fuck!" Cherry chanted, her voice rising in pitch and volume.
Her legs twitched. How did he look during the heat of it? Would all of those big muscles of his really pop? His arms? His abs? Cherry urgently tugged at a nipple. God, she had no idea how Blaze was supposed to last a single minute with that good looking of a person!
Cherry shut her eyes, whimpering loudly. She curled her toes tightly.
"Axel!"
In one big burst of ecstasy, her orgasm washed over her. Cherry continued to piston her fingers in and out of her pulsing snatch, her hips convulsing off the bed. She clutched at her breast, feeling hot all over.
Cherry's eyes fluttered shut. The girl tried to catch her breath. She really hoped she wasn't too loud.
A thought suddenly dashed her mind.
She considered Axel to be. . .close. Wouldn't this make her feel awkward around him? What if she couldn't look him in the eye anymore? Even if he knew nothing about her hots for him?
Cherry let out a little sigh, sinking into the pillow.
Aside from Blaze, Axel had been among the few people who hadn't asked her why she didn't want to follow in the footsteps of her renowned father. He'd admired Cherry's desire to fight, so much so that he'd even offered to coach her and put some real techniques under her belt. Cherry knew she wouldn't be able to fully commit to music and training, so she'd had to turn him down. But that didn't stop her from picking up certain little lessons from him here and there.
A slow smile crossed Cherry's face. She gently sucked on her fingers, tasting herself.
She realized that she was overcomplicating things. She could never let some harmless crush make her uncomfortable around Axel. Not when he was someone who meant so much to her.
That left one question unanswered. . .what the hell was he to Blaze? Were they supposed to be an item now?
In all fairness, it may not have been that random. When the four of them arrived at the hotel, they'd conspicuously volunteered to room together, leaving Floyd and herself to get their own rooms. And honestly, the two of them hadn't thought much of it at the time. Cherry for one figured it was some weird cop thing the two of them decided to do for old times sake. But after seeing what she saw, Cherry was inclined to believe that there were other things going on in that shared room.
Celebrating their victory by having sex?
Had she been that caught up in brawling that she hadn't even noticed the two developing feelings for one another? Or did they just enjoy fooling around?
It was none of Cherry's business, but that didn't stop her from wondering.
And yet, as the image of Axel's naked body wormed its way into her mind, she got the urge not to think about the deeper things. Which made sense. How she felt towards Axel was harmless either way. This didn't require deep thought.
She gnawed her lip as her fingers teased her sensitive clit. She had no idea if Axel and Blaze were really having their fun, but she knew she was going to have hers.
Author's Notes: And that's where it ends, readers! Hope you enjoyed it, because I certainly enjoyed writing it!
For how spontaneous this one was, I just had to write it. I loved going into the relationship between Cherry and Axel for a bit at the end. And was honestly, it was good to write something centered around Cherry, period. I really do think that she's an awesome addition to the Hunter family as well as the SoR cast as a whole.
Reviews are appreciated! Until we meet again!