T'yala shivered at the news. Was it possible to die from her weakness? The answer came quickly. Yes. If they were in prolonged presence of the pure gold, the cumulated lust and lack of power, could make them literally climax to death. But for someone to know... to actually subject one of their race to that fate... This was worrying. T'yala shivered again - what climaxes must have the woman survived to actually die that way... how would it feel... "What a way to go~" She murmured to herself. She blinked and quickly returned to situation at hand. "Thanks." She said as seriously as she let the man go. She asked yet for the place and details about the woman, before deciding to leave, if he had nothing more to say. She had one more stop - the villain she thought recently - one with golden lasso.
“Any time.” Azura smiled at her fellow magical girl. “And yes, it seems they bought it. Now let's see what they do next... I hope this works...”
"Mmmh!" Vanessa moans into his mouth, feeling so good just from kissing him. Aaahn, no, he may be innocent, but he's not young... even if it's been barely a year since he's turned into a man... probably. Her mind starts to make more excuses as she makes out with Jacob, "Aaahn." Letting out another lustful sigh as he returns the kiss, and starts fondling her large breasts. "Mmh, aaahn, mmmhp." With her lust at an all time high, Vanessa loses herself in the moment. Eagerly kissing, and letting him kiss her back, their tongues dancing, wrestling against each other. While his small hands sink onto her soft flesh pillows, her stiff nipples rubbing against his chest. The heiress' arousal was reaching its peak, an orgasm starting to bubble. Until Jacob suddenly pushes her away. "Aaah?" Vanessa let out a disappointed, and frustrated moan. Her body quivering with need, as Jacob gives an oh so innocent excuse. Even though he could see her juices soaking through her pantyhose, running down her nylon-clad inner thigh. "Don't worry. Even if it isn't real, I won't regret it." Vanessa whispered, moving toward the railing. She leans forward as she places her hands on the metal bar, presenting her pantyhose covered lower body. "Come on, fuck me... please." Vanessa whispered in a sultry, and needy tone, shaking her hips from side to side in a seductive maner. She didn't even bother to ask of he was a virgin or not.
"Oh, one more thing..." He looks at her. "The girl's body, it got picked up after I left. Government types - agents in black suits, and soldiers in black body armour. They swarmed the beach and took the body with them in one of their vans. I was going to follow, but a hero spotted me - by the time I beat him, the men-in-black were gone." The guards return on T'yala's command, taking her nemesis away, and bringing her a woman instead. She's in an orange jumpsuit now, but T'yala remembers how she looked in her armor, especially when her lasso turned from gold to red, and her true powers activated...
Vanessa feels his hands on her hips, his breath on her earlobe as he moves behind her, and then a substantial bulge pressing against her ass, trapped by his clothes. For a moment, she's sure he's about to give her what she needs - but then he pulls away. "No, I can't. I...I really like you. I don't want to risk messing this up and making you hate me." She feels his hand on her shoulder, pulling her around to face him, and then he's kissing her again. "Why don't I visit you tomorrow? And if you still feel the same way, then we can spend the whole day without leaving your bed." He caresses her cheek. "Besides, I think I'd rather do it somewhere private, not right among a bunch of goons. Speaking of which, I think some of them are waking up."
Ty'ala nodded her head. "Thanks Vardek. I appreciate the heads up." She said as she turned to call the guards. For a moment she considered flirting with him, letting him grope her... but quickly threw away that ideas. "Do your sentence, and maybe they will let you out earlier." She said as the man was taken away. He gave her a lot to think about. It looked like there was a umber of her countryman and countrywome on planet, someone had killed one of them and the government was using the body to study her race. As the guards, left her with her next target she studied the woman. "How's your head?" She asked, starting the conversation.
Sapphira smiles back, as they return to the rooftop. Looking down at the base, Azura sees the fire get put out, before the gang mobilises in force - two fully loaded vans, and about a dozen bikers riding escort around them, heading in the direction of the closest rival base.
“Alright, let's follow them and see what happens.” Azura commented as the pair watched the gang leave. She was mildly curious, as she had never seen two gangs at war before, and hearing about it was just not the same.
"Mmmh... no." Vanessa whimpered, seeing no other choice to make him fuck her, other than to force herself on him. N-no, control yourself! However, some conscious part of her mind managed to resist. Leaving her quivering with need, Meet again? No, I can't let him know who I am... but... maybe. Vanessa starts to ponder, "Then... tomorrow, meet me near the station." She said, rubbing her nylon-clad thighs together as she gets her leotard. "Mmh." The heiress whimpers as she puts it on, her juices leaking through the spandex. "Let's go." She then leads him outside, "Where do you live?" Vanessa couldn't help but ask, wondering if he'd be able to return home safely.
Amethyst Heart nodded. "Also to ask why did you use a golden chain lasso - where did you get an idea for this." She asked the woman.
Keeping behind the bikers isn't hard - in their rage, they're focused on what's ahead of them. If this had been a genuine attack, she notes, it probably wouldn't have been hard for the other gang to ambush them. Luckily for the Devil's Children, though, their rivals have no idea they're coming. The two vans come to a stop in front of a gated compound, the men on bikes raising sawn-off shotguns and machine pistols to mow down the hapless men guarding the front gate. One of the van's revs its engine, before crashing into the gate and knocking it open, revealing a two story brick structure inside the compound. One of the Devil's Children leaves his van, loading a rocket launcher.
"I can't wait. If you're not there, then we'll both no the truth." Jacob smiles, heading out of Melchett's place as the two of them start to hear the sound of approaching sirens. "Not too far." Jacob assures her.
"Yeah." Vanessa nods as they made their way out of the now ruined gang's hideout. Hearing where he lived, That's... a little too close to here. She thinks to herself, "Why don't I walk you home?" She offered, and if he accepts. Vanessa goes with him to where he lived, only this time, she's walking to match his pace right beside him. Rather than earlier, when she barely bothered to wait for him when he guided her to the auction house.
Shit, that's dangerous! “See if you can find Esmerelda – if she is here.” Azura told Sapphira, before focusing on casting a spell on the rocket launcher – one that would alter the rocket's flight path and make it hit the ground in front of the door to the building. It would seem like a bad shot, and would destroy the door anyway, but would hopefully avoid any significant damage to the building itself – and to the people inside, including Esmerelda, if she were there.
Amethyst Heart blinked... has she... been wrong all the while? Was it simple coincidence and not a conspiracy? And by accident came across government conspiracy? "The lasso... choose." She said, looking for more explanation from the woman. "Tell me more." She demanded as she sat down. Seeing the woman so resigned, made her think. Maybe... just maybe, she found herself a first recruit to her team.
The two of them manage to walk out of the area before the cops draw near, the squad cars zooming by too fast to register that the woman walking on the sidewalk is wearing a superhero costume. As they walk, Jacob slips a hand around her waist, the feeling of his body against hers comforting. They soon arrive outside an old townhouse that was once probably quite luxurious (though nothing compared to her mansion), but is now slightly in disrepair. "Well, I'm home..."
"Got it!" Sapphira moves to slip around the back of the compound, as the fighting starts. Spoiler: Arcane Magic Roll D100: 15+20 (Arcane Magic Skill)=35 Azura raises her hands to project her powers out, but the rocket flies too fast, and she's a bit too distracted by all the chaos, to change its course. There's a spurt of flame from the back of the launcher, before the rocket springs forward, and into the side of the door. Azura's ears ring as there's a concussive boom strong enough to throw the rocketeer off his feet, and a massive cloud of dust rises up. The vans open up, and bikers armed with firearms and melee weapons spill out heading toward the building, while those still on their bikes take positions on the street, presumably to guard against police or enemy reinforcements.
Feeling his hand around her waist, Vanessa shudders, biting her lower lip. Allowing Jacob to feel her body, toned, yet soft, and filled out in all the right places. He'd also manage to smell her erotic scent, enhanced by her expensive perfume, which he probably won't notice assuming he wasn't as well off as her. Once they arrived at his seemingly run down home, "Then... I'll see you tomorrow." She said, not doing anything to move away from him. He'd notice how she was waiting to see what he'd do. Whether to leave her alone, or pull her into his home, he figured she wouldn't resist either way.
