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"Wha-" Gwen was cut-off when Kevin slammed his lips against hers. Kevin wasn't even sure why he did that. It was just on impulse. But...hmm...he was enjoying it. Not really. Well....

Hell. He was just trying to lie to himself. He loved it. But Kevin wanted more; Kevin wanted Gwen to scream his name, moaning...Kevin shook his head to get the thoughts out. He smirked, now knowing how to get the fiesty red-head to agree with him.

Kevin rubbed her back, holding her against him. He thanked the selfish god (Who had betrayed him many, many times for that matter) he was stronger than her (because of all the street experience--Come on, no one else is there to beat up dicks who annoyed him) because Gwen was struggling as hard as she could to get away. Muffled yells and screams were coming out of her mouth. Kevin grinned, enjoying the noise. He slipped his hand up her shirt to see how she would react. Gwen gasped, and tried to slap Kevin. Kevin rolled his eyes, sliding his fingers underneath her tank top (You know those spaghetti strap kind? The name fails me). Gwen tried to scream and roll him off, but it was no use.

Gwen felt like crying. She had never done anything to Kevin, and here he was, doing this to her. She shouldn't have given him a chance. Kevin massaged her small mounds, tweaking the nipples. As much as Gwen tried to avoid it, a small moan escaped from the back of her throat. Kevin smirked. Gwen felt her eyes burn. She couldn't stop! If she had really wanted too, she could have thrown him off with her karate experience much earlier. But no, her body (and part of her mind) wouldn't let her. There were dark, smoky swirls inside Gwen, now awakening to Kevin's touch. It was a dark seed planted in her, blossoming. She hated this, she hated it for making her so vulnerable. She couldn't resist, or hurt, Kevin, and she knew it. As he pinched her nipple, she tried, but failed to stifle her moan. Hell, this felt good. She wasn't going to give up, though! She tried to get away from Kevin again.

Kevin smirked at her moan. He took turns tweaking, and twisting each nipple, until she let out a stream of soft moans. He pulled her tank top off, leaving her chest bare. Gwen shivered in the cold, and her nipples hardened. She tried to get away (again), but failed, and ended up having her chest near Kevin's head.

"Like it hot, baby?" Kevin smirked. Gwen opened her mouth to counter his statement.

"You jer-" Gwen was cut off with her long moan. Kevin had grabbed her breasts and started sucking on them. He flicked his tounge painfully slow over her nipples, making her grab his hair. He alternated between sucking, flicking, and biting, making her feel blissful. He grinned. He could practically smell the wet spot forming in her underwear.

He pulled Gwen's shorts down, relishing the soft smooth skin. Rubbing her inner thighs, he moved closer, smoothing the skin in circles.

"Wha--what are you do--ing," Gwen stuttered, trying to get away. Gwen was surprised at the very warm feeling forming in her underwear. "Let me go..." she feebly said. Kevin slid a finger in her underwear.

"Ah-h-h," Gwen's trashing turned into trying to get closer.

"Join me?" Kevin whispered, smirking.

"No-o" Gwen stuttered helplessly. Kevin rolled his eyes, slowly and painstakingly removing her panties. Gwen moaned. He slowly ran his fingers across her gazed lips, and smirked, when his hand was almost drenched. He slowly rubbed in circles along her clit, and eventually, she was moaning and groaning, trying to get him to go faster.

He rubbed faster, until he was sure that she was almost in her peak point. He pulled his hand away.

"No, please," Gwen begged.

"Only if you join me," Kevin replied, slowly licking his fingers to make her moan. He felt his pants become smaller, but he didn't let it stray him. He ran his fingers around the edge of her lips, making her grasp his hair.

"P-please! I'll do anything! I'll join you! Just don't stop," she said. Kevin grinned.

"Promise?"

"Swear," Gwen replied delriously, wanting him to take her. Kevin resumed his fast rubbing against her clit. She began moaning again, and he jammed one finger up her hole, making her scream in pain and orgasm. She collapsed on the floor, covered in sweat and the musky smell of her pussy. After a few minutes, she recovered. She blushed, and scrambled to get her clothes on. She stepped away from Kevin. Kevin stood up, confused.

"You blackmailed me. You jerk, you blackmailed me into joining you. You knew I couldn't refuse. You cheated me," she whispered, her voice cracking.

"But I made you a promise, and now I have to fulfill it," she whispered agitatedly, the warm, salty tears finally cascading down her soft cheeks.

"I have to do it," she sniffled, almost inaudibly. "I have to do it."