Claim your prize

You slam Missfire against the concrete wall, kissing her ravenously as she desperately pulls at your body, trying to bring you closer. She's hot - gorgeous, yes, but also as physically hot as an iron beneath your touch. Emma had devised a combination of hypnotic reprogramming and medical supplements to enable you to withstand the incredible heat she could produce, for a few hours at least.

You careen around the room, kissing and touching and moaning like animals, both lost to your primal instincts. The room possesses only a stone slab for a bed, lit by fluorescent lights behind bulletproof glass; you had it installed along with the mansion's defence systems in case you had to contain, or experiment with, a mutant's dangerous abilities. It had crossed your mind it might be useful for situations like this, too. Fortunately you had the wherewithal to turn the ventilation up to max, or you might suffocate.

You lick at her nipples, your saliva sizzling against her skin as she groans her approval.

{if Futa==true}”The last time I had sex the guy got third-degree burns,” rasps the redhead. “But with you - nnnngghh - I can finally let loose. I don’t - ah! - don’t know why, but I was always dead straight. But hhhhholy shit, you’re fucking sexy.”

“I’m no ordinary girl,” you smirk, watching Missfire’s strained face through your long lashes. You kiss your way down her taut stomach, your pert nipples dragging against her hot skin. “Didn’t have you pegged as the talkative type,” you add.{else}"The last guy I made out with got third-degree burns," rasps the redhead. "But with you - nnnngghh - I can finally let loose. And hhhhhhholy shit, you're fucking sexy."

"Didn't think you'd be the talkative type," you mutter, kissing your way down her taut stomach.{endif}

"I'm... I'm not," gasps Missfire, flames bursting from her hands as you reach her clit. "But you - FUCK! - you make me hornier than... than I've ever been. Every - aah! - time you touch me, I - aaaaahhh! want to c-c-cum..."

"No." You abruptly stop giving fellatio, and roughly roll her onto her front, rubbing your hard cock between her soft, boiling-hot buttcheeks. "You don't cum until I cum. Got it, ****?"

{if Futa==true}"Yes, Mommy," she moans into the slate.

You slap her ass. "Yes, mistress."

"Yes, my mistress, my sexy, gorgeous, perfect mistr-{else}"Yes, Daddy," she moans into the slate.

You slap her ass. "Yes, master."

"Yes, my master, my sexy, gorgeous, perfect mast-{endif}AAAHH!" Missfire cries out as your great hammer slams deep into the furnace that is her pussy, flames curling on her back for a moment. She's tight as a virgin, unusually for someone of such vixen personality, but explained by the fact that she would roast to **** any ordinary human she tried to fuck. You pound her furnace, sweating from the heat only to have it immediately evaporate - the room must be over 50°C by now. Missfire's comments turn into incoherent moans and screams as she writhes on your cock, parts of her body igniting as she increasingly loses control. You keep your hands on her burning hips, despite the temperature becoming painful even for you, and keep fucking her with raw, uncontained lust. Her body's glowing now - her bones and organs visible as shadows behind the orange of her translucent flesh, though it's hard to make out clearly through the heat haze.

"FUUUUCK," screams the redhead. "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUU-UU-UU..."

You groan as you erupt inside her, spewing your load deep into her womb. Fire blasts from every square millimetre of Missfire's skin, engulfing the entire room before it is just as quickly extinguished. You give another thrust, still spurting, the tip of your cock bumping her cervix, which feels relatively cool. The redhead convulses beneath you, sputtering against the stone slab; that, too, glows a dark red. You slam one final time into the vixen, a burst of fire spilling out around your sheathed cock, before you finally pull out. Wiping the sweat from your forehead, you walk from the room as Emma hurries in to reprogram your latest addition to the harem. You figure both you and Missfire need some time to cool down.