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Chaoslord29

Super-Earth
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Ravsyth could feel the burning. He was young for his species but he knew the craving, yearning sensation for what it was. It had begun just a day ago it had forced him to break up his usual routine in an effort to satiate himself. His sense had told him what he needed and he knew on instinct that he must still be selective no matter how strong his passions became. He could not choose just anyone, but he would need to test their suitability first. That had led him here to the bustling night club and lounge, dressed and looking as he was in proper human form and attire. He had been lead here by the sheer number of prospects but as he surveyed the crowded dancers and bar goers, he was not so sure as he had been before of finding what he was looking for. He had developed this form in particular to attract what he needed but he would need to blend in for now and so moved to the bar and ordered a drink, his unearthly senses distinguishing at the surface who was suitable and who was not for his needs.
 
A young woman in her early twenties, sat at the crowded bar at a local nightclub which was more like a "meat market", she thought to herself as her brown eyes studied those around her. Which was exactly the reason she'd chosen this place- all she wanted, no all she needed- was an easy, no strings attached night of hot, meaningless sex with a good looking guy. She was determined to foget all about her asshole ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend and this was the best way she could think of to do that.

It wasn't until she'd ordered her third draft beer, that she finally saw "the one". He obviously had just arrived because she would have remembered seeing him if he'd been here already, hard to miss one as gorgeous as that. She watched him as he approached the bar, like a predator eyes it's prey, her gaze never wavered until he took a seat and ordered a drink. And only then did she run her fingers through her black as night hair, straighten her too short mini skirt and opened a button on her blouse to reveal just a bit more cleavage, and stalked over to him.
" Hi. I'm Sara"
 
Ravsyth however had noticed her from the start, his keen senses identifying more than just her beauty and physical assets, he sensed in her the drive and the carnal craving that he so needed in a mate and as she walked over and greeted him he immediately turned and rewarded her with a dazzling smile of pearly white teeth, eyes flashing like gems as he took in the sight of her. He extended one hand out to her as he leaned against the bar with the other, holding his drink. "I'm Roderick, or Rod if you prefer." For one such as he the tone and words came as naturally as breathing, conveying the promise of pleasure she so desired. He drew himself up to his full height in front of her, standing tall and broad shouldered and every bit what she wanted.
 
" Well, Rod- how about you buy me a drink?" she said boldly as she sat down next to him. Her chocolate colored eyes roamed from his feet to his head in a scrutinous appraisal after which she leaned in a bit closer, until her lips hovered at his ear and whispered, " And then after that Rod, how about we go somewhere a lot more private?" her tongue swiped a path around the shell of his outer ear as an exclamation mark to her proposition.
 
'Roderick' reached one arm around her as she whispered into his ear, and when she had finished he stood and pulled her tight against him, holding her pressed to him with one powerful arm. He signaled the bar tender with his free hand, though his eyes never left her's; bright, steely blue eyes that seemed to envelope her. "What will you have?" He asked her, though it was difficult to tell if he was talking about her drink or something more carnal in nature. The hand holding her tight massaged her lower back expertly, tracing just above the hem of her skirt, melting away tension in the muscles of her spine. His body seemed steely hard where he was pressed against her, almost as if she could feel coiled muscles tensing through their respective clothing.
 
" Mmmm..I'll have whatever you're having" she whispered seductively as she gazed into his hypnotic eyes. This was going to be too easy! she thought to herself as she pressed her lush body firmly against him.

He was much taller and broader than she was , and at 5'9" she wasn't "short" by any means. So as she pressed her overly large breasts against his chest, she felt the evidence of his attraction against her belly. And 'Oh My!' He was certainly Big everywhere.

She licked her red stained lips as she leaned in again and whispered, " On second thought Rod, why don't we skip that drink and get out of here?"
 
'Rod' was only to happy to oblige, pleased that it had been so easy to find this first prospect. Setting down nearly half his martini, he left a twenty for the bartender, and pressed her up into him so that her heels left the floor, seemingly effortlessly. Her sizable breasts pressed against his broad chest firmly and his rising length was trapped against her grinding slowly against her mound he turned in place and let her down gently facing him as his other hand came around to encircle her neck. His strong fingers ran through her ebony locks and he dipped her down towards the floor with graceful ease. His face was only inches from hers, their lips almost touching as he supported her with one hand and ran the other down her thigh, raking the pads of his fingers against her tender flesh. "You just tell me when you think we're somewhere 'private'" He said, smiling with flashing eyes that promised all she could ever want.

Not waiting for an answer he brought her back up in a flash, spinning her in place and wrapping one arm around her waist with the other pressing into the small of her back escorted her to the side exit of the club.
 
Sara's heart raced in her chest at the heat that simmered just below the surface between herself and 'Rod' and she grabbed his drink and downed it before he led her away towards the exit.

She double-checked her pocket and smiled at the familiar feel of the condom she'd luckily remembered to bring with her tonight as she let him lead her out the exit into a dark alleyway beside the club.

After the heavy steel door closed behind them she paused and briefly looked around wondering if he planned on getting busy here or if he wanted to take her back to his place- she didn't really care, either way. " So, honey...this do for you?" she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and went in for a kiss.
 
'Rod' considered a moment as he checked down each side of the alley then turned back to her, extending one arm past her shoulder as she came towards him for a kiss. "That depends." He said aloud before ravenously pressing his lips to hers and pinning her back against the steel door with the force of his body, his hands clutching hold of her shoulders and down her arms to pin them to the sides of her body. "Are you ready now? Or do you need some more time?" He whispered into her ear as just before renewing his lips assault against her mouth. He ground himself powerfully against her, his steely length pressing in against her and pulsing with heat that could be felt even through his slacks, the head reaching clear past her navel with his height and it's length. His legs pressed in between hers and his thighs spread hers apart, forcing her skirt to ride up even as he performed a full body lift effortlessly with just the strength of his arms against hers.
 
"Are you ready now? Or do you need some more time?"
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" Well, that's easy to answer honey.." she said in a husky tone, " Why don't you feel for yourself?"

She then grabbed a hold of his right wrist and moved it to the juncture between her thighs, where she was already slick and wet for him. She intentionally went without panties tonight for this very reason.

With her other hand she eagerly pulled out the foil wrapped condom as she undulated her lust filled body against his strong, firm frame. " Here you go, lover...you want to do the honors, or would you prefer I do it?"
 
Ravsyth pressed two fingers against her moistened folds and used them to spread apart her sensitive lips as his thumb began to flick expertly across her clit. He breathed deep, preternatural senses taking in the combined sensations of her perfume and her lust. He kissed down from her mouth, all over her chin and to her neck, sucking and nibbling and letting his too strong, too agile tongue lash against the tender flesh of her neck. Her soft curves undulating needfully against his strength was ecstasy to him and he pinned her to the steel door with one hand against her abdomen, strong yet surprisingly supportive without restricting her breathing. "Unleash me." He whispered into her ear, in response to her question as his hand busied themselves keeping her up against the door, legs spread to either side of him, feet in the air and the other slid three fingers like a wedge into her waiting, churning depths, twisting and turning and teasing and massaging every inch of her inner, feminine core.
 
Her head fell back against the door as she struggled to tame the fire he had ignited in her veins. " Ooooh..yess!!" she moaned and had to consciously fight against the orgasm she felt building deep in her core.

" OhGod! Not yet!" she cried as she barely managed to compose her thoughts in enough order to reach between the tight space between them and fumble with the button on his slacks. In her haste, she accidentally dropped the unopened condom and was so close to the edge of excstasy that she very nearly forgot all about it.

When she finally managed to unfasten his pants, his cock sprang free into her waiting hand and she gasped at the sheer size of it. " Oh my!" she whispered in between shallow breaths. Yet as he went to sheath himself inside her eager depths, she somehow was able to stop him, briefly, No! Wait!...the condom, I...I dropped it!:
 
Ravsyth paused only a moment as she protested, more due to a curiosity in what she had dropped than in heed to her protests. He looked down even as she wrapped her hand around the massive, throbbing, heated lance that was his cock. Interested in what she meant, as it obviously had something to do with their impending mating, he pulled back from her a moment and let her down gently to the ground with his hand at her stomach. Even so, he continued to play with her dripping, steaming flower, pumping two fingers in and out as his thumb rubbed against her turgid clit, almost casually, as he reached down to pick up the condom. He was using the stimulation to keep her in a state where she would hardly be able complain or resist. He picked up the small contraceptive deducing it's purpose in moments and turning up to look at her with a look of not quite understanding on his face. "You wanted to use this on me?" He asked even as he continued to thumb and finger her most sensitive regions mercilessly.
 
"You wanted to use this on me?"
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She paused as the timbre of his voice changed slightly. It almost sounded like an animals growl she thought to herself as he looked at her with a confused look on his handsome face.

She found it hard to concentrate or to form a coherant thought with his wicked hand relentlessly rubbing her clit however, and had to focus extremely hard in order to reply. " Uh..well, yeah honey," she said with a chuckle, " Don't tell me you don't practice safe sex?" If he kept at her like he was, she was going to come before they even got started and that wouldn't be any fun... atleast not for him.

" Now come on baby...slide that on that big shaft of yours and lets get going" she practically purred in anticipation.
 
Ravsyth merely narrowed his eyes however as he considered a moment before rising to his feet and pressing his fingers deep inside her and then leaving them pressed up in her deepest reaches, twitching and churning with excruciatingly pleasurable dexterity. He pressed his shoulders against her to pin her in place and rested his forehead against hers. His eyes stared deeply into hers and then he tossed the condom backwards over his shoulder and twisted his fingers mercilessly inside her as he ground his thumb to her clit, driving her to a madness of pleasure born of inhuman dexterity and instinctual feel for her pleasure points.

"No." Was all he whispered before removing his fingers and spinning her around deftly and pinning her face first to the door. His knees pressed to the door and she was held with her feet dangling and her legs spread and the head of his cock rubbing against her dripping folds. His hands came forwards mauling and squeezing her breasts as expert fingers plucked and rolled her nipples, pressing them teasingly against the cold steel of the door.
 
With a groan of pure need, she bucked against his hand as he drove her off the precipice and into a mind numbing orgasm. Ohgod! Even sex with this guy's finger was enough to turn her into a mindless, insane lunatic. If he ever pushed his cock into her.....

She briefly closed her eyes as he ruthlessly swung her, facefirst against the door and decided that opening them again was pointless, as was the thought of insisting on the condom he'd so carelessly discarded. His refusal to use the rubber became a distant and very moot subject in the face of the primal urges that seemed to accompany the aggressive probing of his cock along her slickened slit. The wicked and highly erotic stimulation of her nipples sent increased arousal straight to her core until she was writhing and urging her hips back against him, desperate for penetration.

" OhGod!! Please! Give it to me!!"
 
Ravsyth needed no more encouragement as he proceeded to move his hands down to her hips and thighs, gripping them firmly as he buried nearly his entire length inside of her with a singularly powerful thrust. The force of his motion pinned her flat against the door and he held onto her hips for support as he built up a forceful rhythm, his steely, heated length working into her like the piston of a engine, relentless and powerful. His mouth sucked and nibbled at the tender flesh of her neck and his tongue lashed out at her with inhuman dexterity so pleasingly, as his pace and fervor built, filling her to completion with his mighty rod.
 
She screamed out in excstasy as he powered into her warm, wet sheath. She was oblivious to the raw metal of the door that her breasts were so brutally thrust up against. All that she knew, all that she was aware of was the pleasure/pain that accompanied his forceful invasion into her body.

The feel of his massive body tensing with his impending climax, triggered her own and she came long and hard as she once again screamed out with the force of her release.

Only seconds later, as she fought to catch her breath, she felt an uneasy sense of dizziness creep in, making her vision swim in and out of a blurry darkness. And that was the last thing she remembered before blackness engulfed her completely.....
 
As her orgasm caused her to black out, Ravsyth withdrew his cock from her depths prior to his climax and pinned her to the door by her shoulders, as he came, his cum fountaining out from his pulsing cock as he turned away. Her desire to use the contraceptive and her subsequent black out had soured his opinion of her. She was clearly not worthy to be his mate, and no more worthy to bear the mark of his cum. He set her down against the step to the side of the door and straightened himself up as he shook his head. It would not be wise to return to this location, and even so she had been the most promising of those he had encountered in the club thus far and she had fallen far short of his expectations. He sighed and slumped his shoulders before stripping away his clothes and resuming his natural state, growing in height and stature and blending in better with the darkness of the alley. He turned and leapt to the wall opposite the club, jumping in between both walls and up to the rooftop before sprinting off into the night.

An hour and a half later, Sarah was discovered by the club janitor who was taking out the garbage and immediately phoned the police.
 
Miranda Montrose, technically still a "rookie", tried hard to hide her excitement after getting invited to tag along with her superior officer to a possible crime scene downtown. The details were still sketchy but she did overhear the phrase " sexual assault" mentioned a couple times as she eavesdropped on the initial call from an employee at the club where the incident allegedly took place.

Although she'd graduated, with honors, from the police academy 10 months ago, this was the first real case she'd been considered for and her eagerness was almost palpable.

" Montrose! You ready?" Captain Reed yelled from across the crowded station. " Ready, sir!" she replied right back and just as loudly too. She may be the "new kid on the block" but she could definately hold her own and refused to cower to anyone.

She pulled her long auburn-gold hair back into a ponytail as she followed him to the parking lot. It was a clear, crisp night and the moon shone brightly against a backdrop of black velvet with sparkling dots of light interspersed throughout. She took a deep breath, pulling the refreshing night air into her lungs wondering what, exactly, the night had in store for her...
 
The 'crime scene' had been cordoned off from public interference but small crowds had gathered to either side of the police line in the alley. The club didn't particularly consider this good publicity and were trying their best to hurry the police out and not attract attention, but the officers on the scene were quite insistent that the detectives make their evaluation while the scene was still fresh. Sarah was recovering drowsily in a nearby ambulance, away from public view with an emergency blanket around her shoulders and a cup of hot coffee in her hands while the medics did their best to coax some answers out of her, until Miranda and the detectives arrived to take her back to the station.

Ravsyth had originally moved off along the rooftops in another direction, but the sirens had drawn his attention given they were coming from where he had just been. He was now perched, camouflaged at the ledge of one of the roofs overlooking the alleyway, considering whether or not he would have to take action to keep his identity hidden. Apparently the humans had made some fuss about his coupling with the failed mate, whom they were now examining. He scoffed at the thought of the time and effort and pleasure he had heaped upon her only to be disappointed in her unworthiness. She appeared beautiful and healthy, but her endurance had clearly been lacking. He would have to keep that in mind as he continued his search, and was even now scanning the crowd for more potentials, though none had yet to make themselves apparent.
 
Miranda took statements from several patrons who recalled seeing the woman leave the bar with an extremely handsome and well built man but other than that- she had nothing much to go on.

The victim, Sarah, although apparantly unhurt save for some bruising, didn't have much to say as she sat in the ambulance and came on to the paramedics who seemed all too eager to flirt back.

" Montrose!" the captains voice boomed over the crowd who'd gathered in hopes of glimpsing something tragic and/or bloody. She rolled her amber colored eyes and headed over to give him an update.

" Sir, this is clearly not a crime scene, the vic has no sustainable injuries- she's not even saying she was attacked or did anything against her will" she paused to guage his reaction- so far, so good. " She apparantly had a little too much to drink and passed out in the alley after having sex with some guy she picked up in the bar- nothing more, sir." As she waited for him to respond, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up and she looked around uneasily. Chills raced down her spine and goosebumps spread up and down her arms. She rubbed her arms to bring warmth back to her suddenly chilled skin and scanned the crowd for anything out of place- yet found nothing.

" Well, then let's call it a night- do you need a lift home?" the sound of the captains voice brought her attention back to her boss. " Uh...no, no I can catch a cab- get home to your wife capt."

Once the crowd dissolved a bit and people went back to their business, Miranda waited for the cab she'd called. She was eager to get home as she hadn't been able to shake the feeling that someone or something was watching her very closely.......
 
Ravsyth scanned the crowd seeking to derive perhaps some means of avoiding such a strange occurrence and future attention from the human authorities, when he caught sight of her. She was a standout amongst the crowd, even amongst those human authorities who were even now beginning to disperse. Though she was perhaps not as impressive on the surface as some of those at the gathering he had just visited, or the failed mate he had so recently finished with, but then his surface impressions of her and those others had certainly failed him. Not only was she beautiful and physically impressive, but she appeared to his finely tuned, extra-terrestrial senses to be in an overall better condition of health, than those he had previously examined.

He peered out, camouflaged as he was at the cusp of the roof and his eyes narrowed and re-focused with near telescopic levels of magnification, able to see in the moonlight as easily in the night as in the day. She was interesting to observe, and as she called for a cab, he decided to follow her home. Dashing along the roof tops, easily able to keep time with the cab as it stopped at intersections, taking short cuts across rooftops. He watched as she moved to her apartment complex, and as she did so, he came up with a new strategy, deciding it might serve his purposes to test his potential mates more thoroughly before coupling.
 
The cab pulled up to her 3 story apartment building in uptown and after paying the driver she gingerly made her way up the uneven set of stairs that led to the entrance of her building. Using the spare key she always kept hidden under a loose brick, she made her way into the central lobby where the tenants collected their mail, paid rent, etc.. There were only three tenants in this building, one on each floor. Miranda lived on the third floor and with no elevator, she tread the three flights of stairs wearily. Yet midway up, she stopped and looked around her as a feeling of being watched raised the tiny hairs on the back of her neck up. She'd felt something similar at the club earlier as well.

Once inside her apartment, she was immediately greeted by a fluff of orange fur at her ankles along with a deep echoing purr that was her cat, Simba's familiar welcome. " Hi baby!" she cooed as she picked him up and nuzzled her nose into his soft, silky fur- immediately feeling much more relaxed. She carried him with her through the small entryway and into the living room on her way to the kitchen, "I know...your starving...my poor baby..." she responded to the cat's pitiful meows.

God! She was glad to be home!
 
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