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Exodus

Super-Earth
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Sep 3, 2009
It was looking pretty miserable down in the slums. The usual sounds of gunfire had multiplied in the distance, and already she could hear the whispers of warning from the Planet. Initially, Aerith had stayed behind when the rest of AVALANCHE had left. ShinRa was threatening to destroy the pillar (a convenient way to squash the coming rebellion, as well as to discredit the rebels of sector 7) and so, Cloud and the others had taken off into the slums to try and stop the bomb from being deployed. She had wanted to help, naturally, but with the tension between the two enemies already and the attractiveness of her origin, she had a feeling she would only be in the way. A powerful magic user, she was unable to defend herself well, and ShinRa had taken very opportunity to abduct her in the past - she didn't want AVALANCHE to have to divide its forces in order to keep her freedom. Instead, she had offered to take care of Marlene, an outgoing little girl with an unfortunate look of wisdom in her young eyes. The child knew where her father was going, and knew enough by now that she could do nothing but hope and pray for his safe return.

The sound of rapid gunfire had become louder and louder over the past little while, and the tension was felt by everyone in the neighbourhood. Glancing out the smudged and dirty windows, Aerith watched worriedly as the families in the area were leaving their homes, seeking a safer place with only what they could carry with them and their children in tow. Having lived most of her life in the slums Aerith knew that it was usually best to follow the crowd, away from teh sound of gunfire.
"Marlene." She said softly, turning from the window and offering the warmest, most comforting smile she could. "It's not safe here. We're going to run as quickly and quietly as we can, alright? We'll go to Sector 5 - my mother lives there." The little girl only nodded, her small hands twisting her sskirt worriedly. "Don't worry." The young woman said, reaching out to take the little girl's hand, the bangles on her wrists ringing jovially against each other. "We'll be safe there and wait for your Papa."

As quickly as possible the two of them abandoned the pub, bringing nothing but the teddy bear Marlene had clutched tightly to her chest. It wasn't a terribly long walk, just a bit dangerous as panic began to spread through the slum population. Aerith kept her hand tight around Marlene's and pushed past the crowd, ignoring anyone that spoke to her, wary of the young men loitering around looking for the opportunity to begin looting... Or worse.

They had made it to the gate of Sector 5, and with a sigh of relief, Aerith had loosened her grip on Marlene's hand. They were home. They were safe. At least, until she felt the cool barrel of a gun pressed against her temple. Her green eyes flashed around, catching sight of the surfacing soldiers and Turks, and cursed under her breath. She snatched Marlene closed to her and glared up at Reno, the redheaded Turk who had been chasing her with his partners for years now. The look in his cool mako-tinted eyes told her there was nowhere for her to go, so she did the only thing she could... She offered to come quietly so long as she could escort Marlene to her mother's home.

The walk was quiet, and short. She left Marlene in the doorway and flashed a big smile for her, assuring her and her mother Elmyra that she would be fine. She just had to go with these nice people...

She wouldn't make a scene infront of them. She turned on her heels, tossing her long auburn braid over her shoulder, her shoulders squared, her breasts heaving with rapid breathing as panic began to set in.

"Don't even think about running." One of the men beside her barked, as she gazed off into the many crevices and hidey-holes that were hidden all over the slums.
 
Reno smirked as Aerith finally came back and seemed to want to follow their orders without any sort of resistance. As he turned about and led both Aerith and the few soldiers he had with him, he shrugged, "Hey, now, Aerith, don't blame us for what we're doing. We're just doing our jobs, you know?" Reno glanced at the so called Ancient who would lead them all to the Promised Land. Although it didn't exactly pique his interest, he did see how beautiful the Ancient was. Reno turned his gaze forwards again as he could see the helicopter of theirs in the distance. As for the soldiers who were accompanying the Turk, the two of them had the same thoughts as they followed closely behind Aerith. Their eyes rose over her slender sides and stayed on her ass for a few moments. Such a beautiful girl all ready to follow the orders of ShinRa? Their hopes for their chance at her were all too high, as they were low ranking soldiers that would never have their wishes granted. Until they were ALL done with her, of course. Reno opened up the front seat of the helicopter as one of the soldiers got in the back before pulling up Aerith with the help of the other solder, who copped a feel of her slender legs. Once they were all loaded into the helicopter, Reno took off and made his way towards the pillar where all the fighting was going on. He slowed down as they came to the top of the pillar, allowing a soldier to open up the side to allow Cloud and his allies to see that Aerith was under their care now. Reno didn't care at all if they shared words or not as he soon signaled for the soldier to close the side door and flew off, knowing that Sector 7 wouldn't be there for too long. Nor would AVALANCHE.

It was a silent ride as Reno flew all the way to the ShinRa building, landing with a sigh. The redheaded Turk turned to look back to steal a look at Aerith, "You're a smart girl, Aerith. You knew that your futile resistance would have only put the others in more danger than they were already in." Smirking, he threw the door open and hopped out, seeing the soldiers do the same, aiding Aerith as she got out as well. The group made their way into the building and up the elevator in silence, as Reno played with his hair in the meantime. Reno led them on their arrived floor towards the holding cells, hands held in his pockets as he glanced back at the escorted Ancient. Reno would have to talk to Hojo about what he wanted to do with her, as he was sure there would be dire consequences for messing around with the girl without making sure it was allowed. The Turk opened up one of the cells and signaled for the two soldiers. They forcefully pushed Aerith in, mostly to get their hands on her, before closing the door, the lock snapping shut. "Well, you two are dismissed. Good work, you two," Reno stated, walking past them as he gave the keys back to the man guarding the hallway to the holding cells, making his way towards the lab to speak with Hojo. The two soldiers, although having saluted Reno, quickly relaxed and had narrowed eyes. Such dangerous missions were rewarded with what? They were still 3rd Class soldiers, and it seemed to others that they had no potential to raise in the ranks. They would be sure to at least take some sort of "reward" for what they had just recently...recovered.
 
Aerith had no words for Reno and his casual tone as he marched her away from her home and out of Sector 5. What, was he expecting her to understand that by kidnapping her he was earning an honest wage? She rolled her eyes at the thought, knowing there was nothing honest about the redhead, nor any of his colleagues. Her green eyes actively scanned her surroundings, searching desperately for a plausible escape route (after all, this was not the first time she had been captured), but with the chaos all around them, it was pretty hard to get away from her escorts, especially as whenever she strayed she could feel one of the lower ranking soldiers step a bit closer to her. She could feel the intensity of their gaze and the way their eyes wandered, and she shivered under their scrutiny, fully aware of how her flowing dress wrapped so snugly around her waist, hips, and breasts. She did not dress overly provocatively (nothing compared to her recent acquaintance Tifa Lackheart), but she found the open face of her button-down dress and low cut top was enough to help her small business.

The humming of the helicopter distracted her from her discomfort for a moment, and her pace began to slow as she walked. It really seemed that she would not be able to get away from here... Not this time. She worried her bottom lip a bit as they approached, and reluctantly allowed herself to be lifted into the helicopter, cringing as she felt the soldiers wandering hands caress her bare legs. She sat down on the backseat and pushed herself as close to the window as she could, wanting to be as far away from the men as possible. Watching with sad eyes, they rose above higehr and higher, the flash of gunfire sparking below them. She could see the still forms of a few young men on the steps leading up to the control panel platform. She could almost hear the whir of Barret's gatling gunarm. As the sight of her newfound friends, fighting for their lives and for the lives of the innocents below in sector 7, she felt her eyes sting with angry tears. Catching Reno's nod, she allowed herself to be grabbed ruffly by the scrugg of her tiny jacket, taking in a gasp of air as the door was flung open, revealing her to her comrades below.
"Marlene, Marlene is safe!" She screamed, trying desperately to be heard above the noise of the chopper, but felt the keen sting of a slap knocking her backwards before the door was slid shut. Sitting back in her seat, Aerith glared down at the floor, and grimaced. She didn't have to hear the bomb go off... She could hear the screams of the planet as the plate came crashing down, the influx of lives being snuffed out and returning to the planet all too soon. A small tear escaped her and dripped down onto her clenched fist.

By the time they had made it to ShinRa headquarters Aerith had gone completely numb. The planet was moaning in her ears, and she could practically feel the suffering of the thousands of people who had not been instantly killed when the plate had fallen. Cloud... Tifa... Could they have made it out in such a short time? She was so completely dazed that she didn't seem aware of her surroundings and seemed surprised to see a familiar cell door being opened infront of her, and cried out in surprise when she was shoved inwards. She spun around just in time to cast an angry, tearful gaze at her captors before the door was slammed shut and locked from outside.

She was trapped, and had never felt more alone in all her life.
 
"Reno will have our hides if we do anything like this... He's also a part of the Turks too, so that's two times the danger!" One of the 3rd Class Soldiers, Abel, warned, speaking to his almost identically clothed companion. "How long will it take him to talk to Hojo and the higher ups? Answer me that," The more "buff" 3rd Class Soldier, Dren, asked before continuing, "Exactly. We can have our fun, threaten her, and we'll get away home free! Will you really give up a chance like this? You're also unattached. I have a girlfriend, but I'd gladly drop her to have a chance like this. You saw that...Ancient. You'd be a fool to not take advantage of this." The other Soldier sighed, tilting his head around, thinking about it, before giving in with a resigned nod. "Good, now stay here while I go talk to the guard to get the keys." Dren made his way to the front of the holding cells and persuaded the guard in giving them the keys to the holding cell. While they weren't very high authority wise, they were still "Soldiers," and that counted for something as Dren grabbed the keys and made his way back to his companion. "Remember. Not a word to anyone after this, or I'll cut you down myself," Dren threatened, narrowing his eyes through his visor before turning to the holding cell that held Aerith.

Once the door opened, Dren and Abel quickly entered before shutting the door behind them, not wanting to leave any openings for her or too much sound to be released from the room. Dren spun the keys around his finger before tucking them away in his back pocket as he approached the Ancient. "Aerith, I believe it was? Upon...orders, we've been assigned to...thoroughly examine you. Ancient? We hear that you're to lead us to the Promised Land, but that's all we know. We want to see if there's more to you than that," Dren murmured, brushing her cheek with the back of his gloved hand, "You won't resist or refuse, will you? Perhaps you're more willing to take on any punishment for doing so, but..." He quickly glanced at his friend and thought about the situation before nodding, "...you wouldn't want your fellow companions to be punished for your actions, do you? We could easily execute them if we wished to, but we're not that heartless. So? Will you agree to follow our orders without resistance?" Dren wanted to make sure she didn't make a big fuss to attract any people outside to her holding cell. Dren knew he and Abel would be fucked if they were found messing around with the Ancient. Abel, while still standing near the door, couldn't help but gaze at Aerith's beautiful features through his visor, unconsciously getting a hard-on and slowly creating a somewhat visible tent in his Soldier bottoms.
 
Unbeknownst to Aerith, men were plotting just outside her door to intensify her suffering this night. She might have sensed their presence earlier, but she was still feeling completely shell shocked by the dramatic loss of life that had vibrated within her soul. Being an Ancient, it sounded so romantic, didn't it? To be of noble blood, to be able to speak to and heal the planet... But in recent years it had become something more of a curse. The benefits of being of teh Cetra were outweighed by the increased sensitivity she had to the pain and suffering of all living things. Pollution, murder, crime - she felt all of it. It was exhausting, and it left her in a hyper sensitive state each time. This recent experience had her nerve endings practically on fire, so much so she felt almost feverish.

She had only just settled down onto her cot, her legs drawn up onto the mattress, knees pressed together while her skirt slid down and pooled around her hips. It was so warm in here, she didn't care if anyone saw her exposing this much of her legs - it was still nothing compared to Tifa's skirt. At the sound of the door swinging open her lashes fluttered and she turned her gaze towards the door, a look of surprise and suspicion in her eyes. The men seemed uncomfortable, as if they were sneaking in and trying not to be heard. They shut teh door quickly behind them, and Aerith raised one delicate brow in question. "Surely Hojo hasn't called for me yet? He always has to prepare for his 'experiments'..." Aerith wondered, falling silent as she saw the smirk of the more aggressive gurard beneath his visor. She could not see his eyes, but she could feel something menacing coming off of him. She reached down and tugged the sides of her skirt further up her long, pale legs, covering more of herself up. "What do you want with me?" She asked softly, feigning disinterest, though she began to shiver as he came forward. He was talking about her as if she was not exactly human, as if there would be something special and exotic about her beneath her clothes or sexually. Other than her vibrant eyes and unusual beauty, Aerith was quite sure she looked just as human as everyone else. He was threatening her though, and she wasn't sure what with. Had they captured the others? "You mean they captured Cloud and the others?" She cried suddenly, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and leaning forward. This was both good and bad news - if they had ben captured they were alive... But they would be in danger, and this man was suggesting that her cooperation would be the only way to protect them. "What is it you want from me gentlemen?"
 
Dren was immensely satisfied by her reaction, as he knew that this woman before them cared quite a bit for her companions. He had no doubt that she would sacrifice what she had to protect her friends. Abel had inched his way toward the two, but he still kept his distance as he awkwardly stood there. It was hard to act professional when the thought of running his hands up those long and slender legs of hers filled his mind. Dren glanced at his companion before continuing, walking in front of the Ancient, "Good. It seems like you understand." He moved forward slowly and leaned over slightly, placing his gloved hand on her shoulder, getting a good grip on her as he gazed at her through his visor, "I don't think I need to explain how cooperating with us will protect your companions, if not at least prolong their survival. So, what we want is for you to..." Dren narrowed his eyes as he ran that gloved hand down her arm and removed itself from her and pressed against the cot. His other hand came up as he leaned against the bed and slipped up against her cheek, his thumb brushing against her lower lip, "...first of all, remove your clothing for us...slowly, but leave what undergarments you have on. We'll search both your clothes and you to make sure you're not a threat before we continue with our search more...thoroughly." Abel couldn't help but glue his eyes to her slender sides as he breathed a bit heavier, resisting the desire to do what his friend was doing and run his hand over her delicate skin and amazing features. He wanted to have her in any way possible.
 
Of course, she was very uncomfortable having Dren stand so close to her, but she was well pracitsed in enduring ShinRa employees intimidation techniques, and if she was nervous she didn't show it. Her sweet face remained calm, blank, until she felt his hand on her shoulder, squeezing almost tightly through the material of her jacket. A small flicker of panic and understanding lit up her eyes, and she lowered her head a bit, glancing over towards Abel, wondering if that man had the same intentions as well. It was so hard to tell with them wearing their visors. She tensed, shivering as his hand ghosted down her arm, his gloves sliding across her smooth skin before he leant to the side, angling towards the cot. She felt a bit of colour rise in her cheeks when he lifted his other hand to stroke her face, giving her his instructions as calmly as if he had been asking for information, or just to behave in her cell. "You can't be serious." She said, trying to keep her voice steady despite the rising anxiety. "I have been brought here before - ShinRa knows I am no threat. I am a simple flower girl, not a guerilla soldier. I am no threat, and I have nothing to hide..." What, did he think there were hidden weapons strapped under her clingy dress? Everything about her from her demeanor and style of dressing suggested a peaceful nature. "You don't have to look under my clothes to see that I am clearly harmless here."
 
Dren quickly cursed in his mind as she used her reasoning to see through his flawed plan. He glanced back at Abel for some sort of support, but he could see that he was either too engaged with Aerith's beauty or too frightened about the consequences to do much, or maybe both. Dren sighed as he turned his gaze to the woman again before chuckling, attempting to hide his nervousness, "Simple flower girl? Perhaps you truly have nothing to hide and are completely harmless, but..." He squinted underneath his visor as he tried to come up with a lie. Should the Ancient resist too much and perhaps scream in the end, there was no doubt they would catch others' attention and would be caught right in the act. He needed at least some sort of reasoning to at least quell her worries. Growling somewhat in frustration, Dren shook his head and grabbed her shoulder a bit more firmly this time, leaning in, "...what of your friends? Don't you care about them at all? Why don't you just focus on that? I'm giving you a chance to protect your friends from danger, for the time being, by just stripping yourself of these clothes. I did not ask you to harm anyone or anything. I...we don't have time to answer all your questions. We want to get our...job done and report back. If we stay here all day, I doubt we'll make it in time to stop the...uh...execution." Abel slowly shook off that feeling of stiffness as he slowly moved toward the bed as he listened to each word his companion was saying. It was a pretty bad lie, but he didn't think this beautiful woman with the kind heart would abandon her friends so simply because of being embarrassed of showing her body to the two men. "J-Just...follow our orders and we can guarantee both your and their safety," Abel piped in with a nervous voice, trying to keep his voice calm and low. Dren looked back at his close companion and nodded, taking a step back from Aerith and withdrew his hand from both her and the bed, "Quickly now. No complaining. If you have any questions, ask them while we...do our job."
 
It was strange the way Dren stumbled over his words, he seemed unsure, and maybe if Aerith was not already so steeped in guilt from not being able to do more to help before the collapse of the plate above Sector 7 she would have seen through him. Instead, his mention of her needing to concentrate on the welfare of her friends was all she seemed to notice, panic quickly flooding her features. Perhaps these men were just uncomfortable with the task assigned to them and thats why they seemed hesitant? It didn't really matter though, Aerith decided, watching as Dren stepped back from her bed, explaining the need for quick compliance and the consequences of a struggle. Worrying her bottom lip with her teeth, she glanced between the two of them, wishing she was able to see their eyes instead of their emotionless visors, and nodded her head a little. "I... I really don't have anything." She mumbled, before reaching up with trembling fingers to slide her red jacket down over her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. She glanced up at Dren through her lashes with her head bowed, and seeing that there was no immediate reaction, she found the first button at the top of her dress and popped it through the hole, exposing just a slight bit more of her cleavage. "How much do I need to take off then?" She wondered, a steady blush rising in her cheeks as she fumbled her way through another two buttons. "Can't you close your eyes? Or turn around?"
 
Dren could hardly hold back his smile as she began to undress with trembling hands. Just the fact that she was cooperating with them with such innocence almost made him want to attack her right then and there, but he held himself back and stood slightly in front of his companion. As those buttons began to be popped out, he licked his lips unconsciously and widened his eyes underneath his visor when she asked her questions, his eyes still focused on what cleavage was revealed. "Strip down to your undergarments. I won't ask for you to get...completely bare. And I'm sorry, but I don't believe we can do that. We have to make sure you don't do anything...suspicious, you understand, don't you?" Dren explained, glancing back at Abel, who only nodded to agree. Abel could have fallen in love with the woman with her beautiful features and her natural innocence had it not been for the fact that Dren was there. They were only there to reap their reward for their "hard" work, and Abel knew that it'd only last for a short amount of time. Still, he couldn't help from his heart from beating and that rising tent in his pants as he watched her undress and have that cute blush rising in her cheeks. Dren chuckled softly as he watched with his hands at his side, never taking his eyes off of her unveiling body, wanting to see her full chest. They wouldn't make a move until she was down to her undergarments, and it was then that the two would have their fun.
 
Aerith nodded quietly, understanding that despite her obvious nonthreatening appearance that privacy was of little value when you were a prisoner of ShinRa. Embarrassed, she did not risk a glance up at him as her hands clumsily travelled down the front of her dress, popping each button through the material, exposing more and more of her creamy, pale skin. Focused on managing the buttons (her hands were shaking, she felt ridiculous taking so much time, but really she was in no rush) she missed the lecherous way Dren was licking his lips, both of the men shifting in anticipation. The bangles around her wrists jangled musically as the buttons continued to pop out of place, first revealing her round breasts, cupped in a cute, baby-pink bra, a little bow tied in the center between her full breasts. From there, it was her tiny waist, smooth stomach, and finally her rounded hips stretching the material of her panties, a bikini-cut style that matched her bra, complete with tiny frills and small bows. By teh time she reached mid thigh, her dress was all the way undone and the material fell to her sides softly. A deep red blush had coloured her face, and she found herself shyly crossing her arms over her breasts, her thighs pressed together, wih her dress just hanging by her shoulders straps and covering the back of her. "Is that good enough?" She said in a near whisper, shifting uncomfortably, staring hard at the floor.
 
Dren was absolutely delighted that Aerith gave in and started to undress right in front of the two. It was unbelievable to have such a goddess-like body being revealed so slowly before their eyes. Dren took a step forward as she had finally revealed her round breasts that were tucked away in that cute bra of hers. He could hardly hold himself back once she got down to her undergarments. While Aerith cutely tried to cover herself up, it did nothing to really hide her body from view. Her curvaceous body was far too impressive in absolutely every aspect. His eyes ran over her slender sides, running across her smooth and glamorous skin. He exhaled softly, snapping to attention as Aerith whispered her question. He raised his eyes to see that she was not meeting their gazes. Smirking, Dren slowly moved forward to make it known to her that he was only about a foot in front of her. "For now. I might have to ask you to remove the rest of your clothes in case we come across a reason for a...deeper search," Dren murmured, raising his gloved hands and placing them gently on her shoulders. Without another word, he pushed her back rather roughly, forcing her onto the bed. Dren motioned with a hand for Abel as he moved to the edge of the bed, setting his knee on it as he took a hold of both of her arms, pressing them into the bed to hold her there. "No screaming now. Any kind of real resistance could end it for your companions just like that, so bear this burden..." He continued, lowering his head to take in a better smell of her sweet scent.

Abel was unable to focus on Dren's actions, as his eyes never stopped admiring her desirable frame. It was only when Aerith was pushed back that he snapped back to the real world and moved forward to do his own part. The two soldiers would share the beautiful woman, making sure to take their turns with each of her sweet holes. Abel knelt and slipped his gloved hands onto the portion of her slender legs that spilled over the edge of the bed. Trembling from anxiety, he slowly ran his hands up and down her smooth legs, as if trying to get a good feel of her before he tore his hands away, hurriedly removing his gloves. Tossing to the floor, he quickly returned his bare hands to Aerith's magnificent legs, squeezing them gently until he moved his hands up further to Aerith's thighs, digging his fingers into her as he pried her legs further apart so he could move in between them. The sight of her panties up close was unbelievable, and he could swear that his visor was fogging up from his rapid breathing. Abel slowly lifted his visor to get more room at her before he lowered his head, pressing his lips against her warm thigh, slowly trailing his tongue across her hot flesh.

Dren grinned as he moved further up on the bed. He moved her arms above her body to reveal and stretch more of her lewd body and held them together with one hand. He grabbed the end of the bedsheets and brought it closer to him. Dropping her arms for only a moment, he quickly ripped a long strip from it and returned to her arms, tying the strip around her wrists, keeping them together so she could really do nothing at all to stop her assault. "Do you know what we're going to do, Ancient?" Dren asked in a menacing tone, setting his gloved hand on her tummy as his hand slowly ran through her silky hair, lowering himself so his visor was taking almost all of her field of vision, "You seem like such a pure and beautiful flower. We wish to make use of you. After all, you'll be dirtied soon, so we might as well take advantage of your position now." Dren hadn't stuffed her mouth of a gag or blindfolded her for a reason. He wanted her to know what the men looked like while they would rape her, how big and hard they were just from being near her, and he wanted to hear her sweet moans that would inevitably end up slipping from her lush lips. Dren ran his gloved hand up her slender frame and cupped her round breast, taking a hold of her there with her bra, enjoying how she looked with it still on. He squeezed her gently there as he lifted his own visor, just like his companion, and lowered his head to press his lips against her collar bone, taking in her sweet aroma, slowly sliding his lips up until her neck, sucking gently on her flesh.
 
This was beyond humiliating, and humiliation was a feeling that the young flower girl was very familiar with these days. She had been kidnapped by ShinRa many times before, and each time the strip searches, the laboratory experiments, the dizzying array of blood tests and samples they took from her - they all got worse. However, other than some extremely untoward behaviour, dirty remarks and a bit of rough handling, she had never actually been hurt before - at least, not sexually, not seriously. The strip searches were always embarrassing, and it wasn't very often she was shown any consideration and offered a female guard, or at least an impartial chaperone, so she really had no reason to suspect that these two would actually try anything. They were obviously lowering ranking soldiers, and when it came to the victor spoils, the lower ranks were not usually the first to get a chance at the prize. When she felt Dren's heavy, gloved hands drop atop her shoulders however, her discomfort escalated. Her eyes flashed upwards and she gasped, caught by surprise, falling easily down onto the mattress behind her. Before she could right herself, he was kneeling over her, preventing her from wriggling away. She was aware that this was no ordinary strip search and whimpered as the obvious leader of the two called for the other to participate. "You can't touch me!" She said in a shocked whisper, her small arms wrapping around her chest protectively, though they were easy enough to pry away and pin to the bed.
She heard the snap of Abel's visor being retracted, but she could not see his face; she could only feel his hands, gloved at first, and then suddenly warm and bare, running up along her thighs, kneading the tense muscles almost tenderly. "Hojo will be furious! Someone will surely come to take me to his laboratory at any moment!"

There was a scream lodged in her throat, but his threat was enough to keep her reasonably quiet and still as Dren reached around her, tearing the sheets from the cot and quickly binding her wrists together with them. Any chance of hitting, or pushing him away was now seriously disabled. As Dren shifted further up onto the bed, she began to shiver, feeling Able's hands sliding up her inner thigh, ot forcefully but with enough pressure she could not easily close her legs, though she did try. She moaned in embarrassment, knowing that he could see her cute panties stretched tight over what was sure to be a delicious taste of the Ancient. "Please." She said shakily, addressing Dren this time, waching as he snapped his visor up, seeing his eyes for the first time. She felt Able's tongue sliding along the inside of her thigh and she whimpered, squirming beneath Dren. "Don't do this." She had hoped for some compassion, but Dren's sadistic humour was obvious in his tone of voice as he described the inevitability of her wanton future, his hand reaching down to cup her soft breasts, massaging through her bra, her nipples instantly hardening from the contact. He leaned down also, and he was licking her skin now too. Her collar bone, and her inner thigh - two very sensitive, erogenous spots. She bit her lip, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. "This isn't happening."
 
Dren let out a low laugh against her hot flesh as she tried to talk them out of it. "I doubt Hojo will care. Besides, that fucking weird scientist can go to hell for all I care," He murmured, fondling her round and full breasts gently as he trailed kisses up from her collar bone to her cheek, getting a good view of her facial features. "Have you never done something like this before, Aerith?" He asked, feeling himself getting aroused just by being near her. Her beauty and charm were absolutely irresistible, and he wondered how she could go through her life without ever participating in such dirty acts such as these. Slipping his free hand into her hair, Dren supported her head as he suddenly pressed his rough lips against her soft ones, forcing his tongue into her mouth to play with hers. He pulled the bra up high enough without taking it off so her breasts were revealed, and his hand quickly fondled her bare breasts, a finger rubbing and stimulating her stiff nipple. Breaking the kiss for a moment, he panted softly as he licked his lips, grinning down at her as he slowly pulled himself more onto the bed. "Let me put that mouth of yours to use," Dren whispered, smirking as he placed his hands around her and flipped her body over so she was laying on her front. He glanced over at Abel to tell him to force Aerith to have her knees up and her ass in the air. He then moved to place his back against the wall and placed his legs on either side of the Ancient. Dren took a handful of her hair and lifted her head slightly as his free hand moved to his baggy pants and unzipped them. He held her face right above the tented portion of his boxers that could now be seen before he reached inside the slot and pulled out a large, thick, and throbbing member. The bulbous head of his cock instantly grazed her lower lip as he pulled her head closer so her cheek was pressed against the hot member. "Even one such as you should know what to do... Take a taste of it and gobble it up," Dren ordered, moving his hand not holding her to her breasts below, fondling her in the meantime.

Abel had adjusted quickly when her body was flipped and quickly set her legs up. He was still panting as he licked her inner thighs until he reached her hot spot underneath her panties. He set a hand on her round ass and pried the panties away with two fingers, revealing her raw pussy. It took him a moment to push himself forward and slide his tongue across her womanhood, taking his first taste of the woman. Digging his fingers into her ass, he dug his face deeper in between her thighs and began to eat her out, running his tongue over and into her sweet pussy. One finger of the hand on her ass moved over and prodded her back door, teasing her frame as he knew that his comrade was taking her mouth. He would surely take her from this end first because of that, but he wanted to enjoy the feeling of Aerith's body trembling underneath his touch.
 
Dren's contempt for Hojo came as no surprise to Aerith, though she had hoped that maybe one of these men would have some sort of allegiance to the twisted doctor, so that they might be frightened into leaving her alone. However, Hojo seemed to have earned the contempt of nearly every ShinRa employee she had every had the displeasure of running into, and her weak hope of an excuse dwindled. As Dren leaned in a little closer to her she leaned away, finding herself unable to focus on his face when she could feel his breath on her neck, and the sensual massage Abel was giving her below. She almost missed the feeling of Dren's fingers tangling in her hair, and gasped when she felt his fingers tighten to hold her in place as he pushed himself towards her, his lips pressed hot and insistently against her own, while his free hand slid down over her breast, impatiently shoving the cups of her bra upwards, exposing her flushed breasts. She had tried to keep the kiss chaste, but once his fingers had found her nipples her defense was shaken, and she yelped against his mouth, finally letting him in. His tongue seemed to burn her mouth, and no matter how she resisteds she could not keep her tongue from sliding hesitantly against his. As he broke away, she realized she must have closed her eyes, and blinked up at him when he made that last comment. Her eyes widened in understanding, but before she could even think to respond he had seized her by the shoulder and flipped her over so she was laying down on her stomach.

"Stop it!" She whimpered angrily, her heated blush spreading throughout her entire body as she felt Abel hook his fingers around the curve of her hips, pulling her up onto her knees, with only her thin panties to lessen the feel of his hot breath on her ass. Dren had grabbed a handful of her hair, lifting her upwards, while single handedly undoing his pants. She wiggled a bit, but Abel had a good grip on her thighs and was already kissing her thighs again. When Dren finally released his thick shaft, a product of his mako infusion no doubt, Aerith had sealed her lips rather firmly and turned her head to the side, the head of his cock sliding across her soft lips in the meantime, while Abel kissed and licked further and further until his tongue was sliding over the puffy, cotton panties that hid her pussy. His tongue was soon inside her, his lips pressed against her hot center, her panties pulled roughly to one side. The shock of that feeling, the intense heat of his mouth and the thrill of pleasure that surged up through her as he began to tongue-fuck her eagerly was enough to get her moaning, her mouth opening jsut long enough that Dren could press his hips slightly forward, the head of his large cock forcing her mouth open wide. Dren reached down with his free hand and grasped her breast, massaging roughly, tweaking her nipple almost harshly, while Abel's hands slid up over her round ass, prodding at the tight hole, teasing her. Her body seemed alight with sensation, and she moaned around Dren's cock, letting more of him in, her cries sending vibrations up through his shaft the further he made it into her mouth. He was so big, there was almost no room for her tongue to move, but each muffled cry was enough to give him a passionate oral massage as he began to pump his length in and out of her mouth.
 
Dren growled in pleasure the moment his large cock forced it's way into her mouth, moaning even louder as her muffled moans and cries caused vibrations through his member. "That's it..." He whispered, panting as he licked his lips, gazing down at the woman that he was thrusting his thickness into, "Come on, Aerith. The faster you relieve us of our needs, the sooner this will all be over with." He ran his hand through her hair as he continued to fondle her breast and nipple, leaning over her just slightly to push his cock even even deeper, forcing the bulbous head of his thickness into her throat. "I bet you just love the taste of a cock, don't you? Is this your first time?" He asked, smirking down at her as he felt her tongue brushing against the bottom of his huge cock as he thrust the veiny member into her.

Abel continued to torment the poor girl as his tongue twirled inside of her pussy before moving his mouth to her clit, sucking gently on it before returning his tongue inside of her. The moment he started to feel Dren go a bit rougher in her throat, Abel pulled away from her soaked pussy and allowed her panties to move back into place. He stood up and undid his pants enough to pull out his own thick cock, which was just slightly larger than Dren's. He moved forward and grabbed a hold of her hip with one hand as he used the other to pull her panties to the side once again. He teased the Ancient by rubbing his bulbous head against her entrance, as if letting her know that he was going to enter and to know how much she would be stretched. Abel panted as he gazed at her shuddering slender frame before pushing the head of his big cock inside of her. Savoring the moment of just being inside of her, he slowly moved forward, continuously pushing, despite what resistance was given, until he had pushed all of his meat inside of her. "So good..." He groaned, clenching his teeth as he let go of her panties and tightened his grip on her hip, beginning to thrust into her at a rather fast and rough pace. His other hand slid up her thigh and onto her stomach, as if wanting to feel how deep his cock was going inside of the petite girl.
 
As Dren leaned forward Aerith began to whimper, the thickness of his shaft filling her mouth completely, threatening to choke her. She was so tense, she wanted to scream and cry, but that fear was doing her no favours as he leant forward, the swollen head of his cock finally touching the back of her soft throat. With shuddering breaths, her eyes squeezed tightly shut, she tried to relax her mouth, her tongue sliding gently at the base of his shaft,, helping her mouth to get incredibly wet to make him easier to accomodate. She could feel his heartbeat throbbing in her mouth, and she shivered and moanedas she felt it speed up with his excitement. Her breasts ached, her heart raced, and all the while she could feel herself warming and dripping into Abel's eager mouth. His tongue felt unreal, thick and warm and flexible, massaging her tight massage just enough to give her an inkling of what it would feel like to have something inside her.... When he first pulled his lips away, she felt her walls tighten and she moaned, her body mourning the loss for mere moments before he was tonguing her throbbing clit. This got her moaning loudly, or at least would have if it weren't for Dren's huge shaft filling her mouth. Each cry seemed to encourage him, and he began to slide in and out of her mouth a little faster and deeper, massaging her breasts roughly, while Abel continued to suck at her quickly swelling clit. She hadn't been touched like this by a man since Zack, and that had been years ago... She had almost forgotten how good it felt to have a man's warm, big hands running over her slender frame.

When Abel sat back, abandoning her aching pussy, Aerith felt a shiver of dissapointment flood her senses, and she whimpered in disgust. She didn't want it to feel good, and she wanted nothing to do with these disgusting soldiers. Her body betrayed her however, and when Abel finally reached to pull her soaked panties out of teh way, he'd see that her folds were puffy and glistening, her body practically begging for his continued attention. Opening her eyes, she glanced over her shoulder, trying to figure out what the quiet man was doing. She managed to catch a glimpse of him unbuckling his pants and let out a muffled scream, rocking forward in an an attempt to move away from him, driving Dren's thick cock further down her throat. Her body jerked when Abel finally slid his hands back onto her hips, carefully lining her up with what she was sure was something as inhumanly large as his partner. She felt the thick, heavy head slide against her small entrance, and she whimpered some more, panicked sobs being choked out by her full mouth. She moaned and whimpered as he began to press in, the buldging head of his shaft enough to fill her completely on it's own. As he slid in past her tight entrance, his head being all that was in her, she felt a rush of wetness as her body naturally attempted to accodomate the thickness of him. With him just at the entrance, despite the tightness, it sort of felt good. She had no way of knowing how deep he had gone and knelt on the bed shivering, hoping it was over.

When he finally began to thrust forward, slowly at first, and then a bit faster and deeper, her screaming began. Being filled so completely, stretched tight to her limit, she felt as if she were losing her mind. It hurt, yes, but her poor pussy was lubricating desperately anyways, trying to give his throbbing length room to move. If Dren had been watching, he would have seen her brilliant eyes grow wide with shock, brighten with small tears, and with each thrust, watch as the shocked expression began to soften with instinctive arousal, her every cry giving hima constant vacuum of vibration around his own cock.
 
Dren adored the face she made when his companion entered her. He kept his eyes on her as he continued to thrust his thick and lengthy cock down her throat, making sure her mouth up above was being paid attention to. As her face soon began to change into a more pleasured and aroused one, Dren licked his lips as he moved both of his hands to her breasts, fondling them roughly as he took a hold of them to begin thrusting even rougher into her mouth. Every thing that she tried to let out made such a pleasurable sensation through his member, and he wanted her to cry even more to feel that sweet pleasure. Although she hadn't been at it for very long, he was feeling himself slowly come closer and closer to his climax with each of her cries, enjoying her damp mouth and throat. Grunting with each thrust, Dren dug his fingers into her soft breasts, pulling at her nipples slightly to stimulate her already distressed petite body. "I don't think...you'll really do anything with your hands now, will you?" He muttered, lifting one hand, as the other continued to go at it at her breasts, and undid the bindings that she had around her wrists, allowing her to have the freedom of moving about her hands. Once that was done, he returned that hand to her breasts, increasing the speed of the thrusts that drove forcefully into her throat. He didn't think she'd be able to do much resistance with her hands, but he was expecting her to use them instinctively to her situation.

Abel couldn't ever describe the feeling of pushing his immense member deep inside of the Ancient. Aerith's walls just continued to squeeze down on his unreal cock as it forced it's way all the way inside of her. He loved how tight the girl was, and she could feel her slender frame trembling as him and his companion rammed their huge cocks into her holes. As he could see Dren growing more rough with her, Abel did the same, picking up his pace as he soon started to angle himself to drive his cock deeper, if that was even possible, as one hand stayed on her hips to stabilize her and the other roamed her stomach, feeling each thrust run deep inside of her. Panting as he watched her body grow a bit sweatier because of their heated actions, seeing her glimmer in the light because of it, Abel couldn't help but feel greatly attached to the woman. He wrapped his arm completely around her waist, pulling himself as close as possible, his legs against her trembling ones, and began to fuck her incredibly hard and fast, as if wanting to fill this beautiful woman full of his thick seed.
 
As much as she tried to lean back and get far enough away from Dren so that she could spit out his swelling cock, he was already so long, and Abel's thrusts only knocked her back towards him whenever she got close anyways, sending a sharp thrill of pleasure up into her belly as he was able to slide just a little deeper whenever she leant back towards him. The two men almost seemed to be alternating their thrusts so that she would be forced to see-saw between the two of them, sinking deeply back onto Abel's throbbing shaft while his thrusts forced her to swallow more and more of Dren. Her cries continued to vibrate against his sensitive flesh, and she could feel him sort of twitching whenever it happened; squeezing her eyes shut, she began to concentrate on breathing, trying to quiet down as the two of them began to pick up the pace. She was concentrating so hard that she almost didn't notice that Dren had abandoned one of her aching breasts, reaching down to tug at the bindings on her wrists, freeing up her hands. She had been sort of kneeling in an awkward position before, but now with her hands free and his busy massaging both her breasts once again, she would be able to get up on all fours and hopefully break away.

Pressing her palms down into the mattress, Aerith began to push herself up, her arms shaking a bit as the intense feelings from both of her wet holes sending little shocks throughout her nervous system. As she inched upwards she felt a bit less pressure in her mouth, given a little more room to breathe as Dren continued to fuck her mouth briskly - but the consequence of that relief was allowing Abel to sink more directly into her tight pussy, sliding straight up into her rather than at an angle, allowing him more depth and accuracy. Her arms shook and she screamed again, moaning and shivering all over as this new angle of penetration rocked her senses, the sweat beginning to run down the contours of her slim body. It hurt, it was so intense, and she could barely breathe, but she could feel a strange sort of pleasurable sensation that filled her belly with heat each time he drove his unbelievable length into her core. Abel began to move faster, encouraged by her cries and the liberties Dren was taking with her mouth, and her whimpers only increased in frequency. Every few thrusts, an intense wave would surge through her and she would gasp around Dren's massive cock, her emerald eyes growing wide, pupils narrowing drastically in shock, before she was back to panting as best she could around his thick length, eyes closed, mewling as Abel thrusted harder and faster into her.

She could feel the pulsating between them, and shivered at the thought of either of them coming inside of her; more than that, as a particularly strong wanve of pleasure forced a deep moan from her velvety throat, she was terrified of coming because of them.
 
Dren watched her lift herself onto all fours, but he could only laugh at her expression once she was on all fours. He enjoyed seeing her bare and glimmering body see-sawing in between him and Abel, feeling the vibrations from her cries, which brought him intense pleasure. He knew he was growing close to his climax, and he hoped that the girl would be as well as he began to grow rougher on her breasts, squeezing and pulling at them as his thrusts grew more intense as well. Licking his lips as he panted, he tried to bring out more screams from her by becoming a bit more ruthless with his thrusts, driving his entire length into her throat, forcing her to gobble every inch of his throbbing dick. As he felt the room heat up from their actions, sweating because of how fast he was going into her, Dren groaned as he felt himself approach his climax quickly. Before long, he squeezed one of her breasts roughly as the other hand moved to the back of her head and tangle his fingers into her hair, pulling her to him as he rammed his cock into her throat, releasing his massive amount of semen, covering her throat in his sticky and hot cum. He moaned loudly as his eyes rolled back slightly, sometimes giving a few thrusts into her throat to push out more and more of his cum.

Abel could feel Dren growing more intense on the other side, so he quickly picked it up, especially after seeing how Aerith moved into a more fitting position, feeling it was easier to drive directly into her core to make her body shiver with pleasure. His girth stretched her walls and his unbelievable length filled her pussy entirely as one hand rested on her hip and the other on her stomach, feeling each thrust run inside of her. Growing faster and more vicious with his thrusts, he started to let out growls of moans as he could hear the slapping of his hips against her flesh, the succulent squelching sound of his cock going inside of her soaking pussy. It wasn't long before he leaned forward, pulling her hips to him as he pushed his unbelievable length inside of her, his bulbous head up against her womb as he let out a pleasurable howl as he hit his climax. Abel could feel himself unload inside of her, filling her womb with ease before it overflowed and began to fill her pussy, feeling already some of his cum leaking out the sides of her stuffed pussy.

The two stayed in that position as they continued to release their semen until they were finished. Dren was the only one that pulled out of her mouth and fell back on his ass, leaning against the wall as his cock was covered in his semen and her saliva, panting. Abel stayed inside of her, leaning against her as he gave a few thrusts into her pussy, unable to bring himself to pull out of the amazing woman.
 
Aerith could feel just how close the both of them were almost instincitively, her tender body absorbing the shock of each increasing thrust into her mouth and pussy, and it seemed that with every passing moment that awareness was increasing. Dren had been rough in the beginning, but now his fingers felt tighter against her aching breasts, his warm fingers sliding over her pert nipples each time Abel rocked her body forwards on the end of his massive cock, sending a jolt throigh her senses and flesh, causing her to rock forward into Dren's hands. His thrusts had been more controlled, but he was now sinking deeper into her mouth at a more uneven pace, quickening as he pressed the quivering head deeper into her throat, soaking up her feverish cries. She found herself choking back a surprised yelp wen suddenly one of his hands slid up over her shoulder, his fingers tangling tightly in her hair, holding her close as his thrusts became more rapid and desperate. She knew what was coming and screamed around his cock in protest. He would be able to feel her trying to pull away, but the hand he had ont he back of her head was enough to keep her still, and Abel had her trapped between them. Through her whimpers, he continued to slide past her lips until finally he rocked his hips forward, holding her fast as his twitching cock exploded at the back of her throat, filling her mouth completely with hot semen. Within an instant there was already so much, she had to swallow, and found herself desperately sucking and swallowing as he spasmed and jerked inside her, her throat massaging and tightening around his length as he continued to flood her mouth with cum.

Seeing that Dren had been approaching climax Abel had seemed to let go, leaning down over Aerith's trembling body, holding her hip with one hand while his other hand rested on her belly, feeling the depth of his thrusts as he began to fuck her even faster than before. That same spasming twitch that Dren had in her hot, wet mouth could be felt deep in her pussy. With a deep cry from Dren, Aerith was consumed with the task of swallowing his cum, her body loosening and absorbing more and more of Abel from behind. The throbbing and pulsating she fgelt deep within her tight walls as her mouth flooded with cum struck a primal nerve somewhere in her and she felt increasing waves of pleasure as Abel rammed himself into her over and over until finally his quick thrusts and throbbing cock were sheathed completely inside of her, his hands pulling her back and holding her in place as filled her completely with his huge cock, and then flooded her insides with the same mako-infused semen that she had been forced to swallow half a second earlier.

The two men came inside her one right after the other within a second of eachother, and her body seemed to have gone into sensory overload. The feeling of Abel, thick and pulsating inside of her sticky, cum-coated walls was intoxifying, and she could barely keep herself from choking as she moaned and whimpered around Dren's length. As the two men slowed their thrusts, taking a breather, Aerith felt her body begin to burn with a sudden intense need. They had come apart inside of her and it was unbelievably pleasurable, the taste and feeling of their unusual semen heating her body. When Dren finally fell backwards, releasing her mouth, she coughed and spluttered, her mewling voice thick with desire and frustration. She had almost come feeling the two of them bursting within her, and now she was on the edge. She leaned forward, her hips trembling and jerking weakly against Abel's, muffling her moans with the blanket.

It was too much. Too hot, too tight - this overhwleming feeling of being caught at the edge was driving her crazy. Her pussy squeezed tightly around Abel, craving more of his rough attention.
 
Abel could hear Aerith's mewling voice, holding himself against her as he felt her hips trembling along with her body. He could see that she, herself, hadn't received her climax, and although he was satisfied for the moment, he felt himself grow even more lustful when he felt her pussy squeezing tightly around his huge cock. It was as though her body called out for more of him, and in return, his cock slowly started to harden once again, filling and stuffing her pussy with his massive member. Dren was rather tired as he pressed his back against the wall, his cock limp as he watched Abel slowly start to bring Aerith into his arms. Abel didn't bother repositioning or anything, as he could feel that desire overtake him again as he felt her walls clamping down on his throbbing cock. This time, with her all to himself, he leaned down and pressed his body against her back, burying his face in her hair somewhat as he began to fuck her at an incredible pace, fucking her at the speed before he made her overflow with his semen. The thought of her being impregnated by him had escaped his mind as he buried his cock inside of her tight pussy with each thrust, one hand on her hip and the other gently caressing her belly, feeling his thrusts reach deep inside of her, going directly to her core. "Aerith..." He moaned, calling out her name softly as he felt his hot and throbbing cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy, wanting passionately to fill her with his seed once again while giving her a blissful climax. It wasn't enough though, he realized, as he fucked her from behind. His companion had her attention from the front this entire time, but now she was all his. He acted rashly as he grabbed her body and turned her around, twisting his cock around inside of her, until she was on her back. From here, Abel could view her perfect frame as her body glimmered with sweat, watching her breasts bounce to his intense thrusts, her hair sprawled out underneath her. Licking his lips, his gaze running over her slender frame, he leaned down again and attacked the flesh on her neck, sucking on it violently as he pushed her legs up, hooking one over his shoulder to spread her even further so he'd have more access to her juicy pussy. Abel panted as he couldn't stop himself, absolutely attaching himself to this woman, wanting her pussy to himself.
 
She had been trying to keep her feelings of shivering need to herself, wanting both of them and even herself to believe she was shaking from the shock and trauma of what they had done to her, rather than the shameful burning of what had not yet been done to her. The two men seemed satisfied, and while Abel had chosen to remain buried inside of her, he was content. But that impossible cock that he had, even spent, was enough to stir her arousal whenever she moved even a fraction of an inch. Shuddering, Aerith pressed her face deeper into the scratchy blankets, whimpering as she felt Abel's hands slide almost gently up her frame, around the front of her shoulders, beginning to tug. He was pulling her up, using the previous position to get her on her knees, but nearly kneeling upright. When he first began to move her she had begun to moan as the angle of her body shifted her hips, tightening her passage around his hardening cock. Her eyes snapped open as she sat back onto him, feeling him expanding inside of her, rejuvenated by her quivering body. "No more..." She whimpered, wincing as his thick cock began stretching her tightening walls, sliding easier still into her as the cum dripped from within her. But he didn't listen, and instead he leaned down with his arms around her, holding her tightly to him as those gentle, contented thrusts sped to an intense speed and depth once again. Without Dren to muffle her cries, her sweet voice filled the room as she yelped; she would have been audible, but the hallways were empty for the moment and nobody could hear her.

She had already been so close to climax when he had first stopped, and this sudden burst of speed and depth had her teetering already. God, she had encouraged him to start all over, and she was going to come only a few moments in! She whimpered as he moaned her name, her body shaking as he thrusted up into her. She was going to... if he just kept going like that...

But then he stopped, just for a moment, his fevered thrusts slowing as he reached around to tug her rather roughly to the side, flipping her over on the mattress. She moaned, her hips rocking forward involuntarily as she felt him twist within her, and gazed up at him breathless for the moment of stillness. He did not wait long, and soon he was fucking her again, hard, only this time he could see all of her and she could see him. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and her soaked pussy had sent streaks of cum down her thighs, spreading the sticky mess all over her. She felt so exposed, knowing that both men could see how her body was reacting now, her skin flushed and breasts bouncing as her body eagerly absorbed each thrust. He leant down, his lips finding that sensitive spot at the crook of her neck, earning a gasping cry from her. God, it was awful, her legs spread wide around his hips, breasts bouncing and rolling with the motion, and now her eyes rolling back as she had her neck bit and kissed and sucked. The angle was different, it was so intimate, and she was so embarrassed, but that feeling of intensity had returned and was burning within her, but it was when he hooked his arm under her leg, lifting it and spreading her wide that she really lost it, his thick cock sliding deep into her now, massaging his thick cum into her spasming walls. It seemed like an eternity, but he had only been at it for a few minutes, wanting to bring her to orgasm himself rather than leave her teetering on the edge. It was too intense, too deep; she hadn't even noticed that she had reached up and was gripping his biceps, holding on for dear life as he fucked her senseless.

She was panting, moaning, whimpering and mumbling nonsense words as he drilled his thick cock into her over and over and over again, an intense heat and sudden wetness flooding from her now, streaking her thighs. Her hips were moving, weakly trying to urge him forward, her body completely focused on release. "Please, please...!" She gasped, her lashes fluttering, the wet sound of him sinking into her filling her ears. It was happening, she could feel it, she was standing on the edge... "oh, oh, oh, oh..."

Her orgasm was like nothing she had ever experienced before. The buildup had brought her to the peak, and so suddenly she was coming apart, waves of pleasure crashing down on her. Her pussy throbbed and spasmed around him, tightening unbelievably around him, her hips bucking. She was practically screaming, her entire body jerking with the force of his thrusts, her eyes completely out of focus. It didn't seem to stop, he just kept drawing more and more out of her, her own cum mixing with his and dripping from her impossibly tight hole. He was strong enough to keep her pinned as she arched and writhed beneath him, his speed never faltering, fucking her hard and fast through every wave of her climax.
 
Abel could not help but quicken his pace the more he heard felt her hips urging him forward and her cries of pleasure, as if she was begging for him to bring her to a climax. He had not expected the so pleasant and innocent girl to have such a side to her, but he adored it. The moment he felt her body convulse and tighten unbelievably around his cock, he licked his lips before continuing at it at her neck as he fucked her ruthlessly throughout her climax. Abel could feel her juices mixing with his own, feeling her overflow once again as he knew he couldn't stop. Despite the fact that she had climaxed, he knew he wasn't able to stop until he had his second one. He could feel her tight grip on his biceps, feeling as if he was the only one that could fuck her because he was making her climax. Because of her sweet cries and tightening pussy, and just knowing that she was at her peak, he grew much more aroused and approached his climax much quicker than before. He moved his hands just to bring her legs around his waist, trying to feel that intimacy he imagined between them as he fucked her viciously, stuffing her pussy full of his massive cock. "So good... Fucking you...is so good!" Abel growled in pleasure and excitement, gritting his teeth as he fucked her so hard into the bed, adoring the feeling of her body against him, wishing that he could feel her hot flesh against his own, as he was still mostly clothed. Perhaps it was the situation, but Abel could not hold himself back from climaxing so much sooner than before. Once he felt himself inches away from it, he moved his hands to take a hold of Aerith's slender and sweaty frame and pulled her to him, clinging to her for dear life as he lifted her off the bed. One hand rested on her ass as the other on her back, tangled in her lengthy hair as he thrust upward into her, fucking her viciously as he watched her bounce on his huge cock. Abel yanked her down onto his cock, impaling her as he hit his peak once again, exploding inside of her. His hot semen filled and overflowed her yet again, moaning lowly in pleasure as he clung to her as he continued to thrust throughout his climax, the pleasure too much for him. His hold on her didn't loosen as he waited until his cum slowed down and he slowed his thrusts, panting audibly as he fell forward slowly, letting Aerith hit the bed first before he stayed on top of her, his cock pushing into her as he settled on her. Abel did make sure he wasn't putting his weight on her, however, as he slowly licked and sucked on her neck, growing rather affectionate from fucking this beautiful and "pure" being.
 
Time could have stopped for all Aerith knew, as her orgasm had left her dazed and in a state of sensory bliss. His rapid thrusts had been enough to drag out her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure for some time, but before too long the intense waves began to subside, leaving her nearly limp beneath him, panting and gasping for breath. It felt so strange to have him fucking her after her orgasm, as her soaked pussy clung so tightly to his oversized cock; it was almost too much, she felt so sensitive, but she could not move beneath his weight. She moaned weakly when Abel reached down to pull her upwards, balancing her on his lap, wanting her to literally bounce up and down while riding his shaft, taking advantage of her exhausted and pliable frame. She fell forward, leaning into him without protest and weakly clung to his shoulders as he continued to bounce her up and down, a slur of small cries and moans escaping her with each thrust. Her body felt so incredibly good, and also very heavy. She could barely lift her head as Abel leant in to her, his thrusts becoming frenzied as he approached his climax, calling out to her passionately. She could feel Dren's presence behind her which brought a light blush to her face, embarrassed not only by the show Abel was putting on but also the intensity of the orgasm she had been forced to endure. "Ooohhh... " She moaned, half in dismay and half in pleasure, feeling the familiar pulsating of Abel's cock deep inside of her, a tell-tale sign of his coming climax. When he finally did thrust up into her, spilling more and more of his burning hot cum into her pussy she yelped, shivering as she felt herself overflow completely, her body unable to accomdoate the vast amount of cum as well as the thickness of his cock. When he released her, she fell back on to the mattress gasping for breath, her breasts heaving as she panted, staring up at the ceiling with dazzed, foggy eyes. Was it over?
 
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