How To Be Really Human

Lilly moaned as the soft covers of the bed shivered under the impact of their bodies. Her chains rattled, pulling on her nipples and her clitoris. The feeling sent a rush of blood pounding through her. Made her cry out softly. Dusklord heard the sound and started to gesture but Lilly's hands wrapped around his arm, holding him in place.

"N-no," she said, feeling a blush creeping across her face. "Leave them on for now."

"That's very kinky of you, Lilly." Dusklord said with a half smile. Redwing felt her heart beat at his use of her given name. Something she had thought never to hear from him. He knew her name, he _knew _her name! What sort of hero wanted to be in that situation with a villain? It never ended well. Right now though she didn't much care about that. Hearing him say that word, her name, sent shivers racing through her body. She could feel the weight of the chains pulling at her, limiting her, trapping her. She was in a world where she was just a ****. Nothing more, and almost on top of her there was the man she had spent most of her life fighting. It didn't make sense, none of it. It was like the world had been turned upside down but she didn't care about that either.

She reached up and kissed him. Drawing him into a deep embrace, she felt his chest press into hers. Her nipples hardened against the fabric of his shirt, she could feel his muscular body under his clothes. They kissed for several moments and then they broke apart. Lilly felt light headed, like she was walking on thin air.

Slowly, Dusklord's hands reached out. He looked like he was hesitating. Lilly thought he was going to touch her chest, her nipples, but instead he went upwards. His fingers folded gently around the side of her face and she realised that he was touching the half mask she wore, the only thing she had left of her uniform from before she'd agreed to this week. Her heart quaked. She knew what he wanted to do and it represented. Her heart beat faster as his fingers traced their way down her temples. His touch was soft and warm. Their eyes met for a moment, and she nodded just slightly. Barely noticeable, but enough.

Dusklord - Alexi's - hands dug under the fabric of the half mask, drawing it up over her head. Lilly felt its gentle pressure ease as he lifted it off her. For the first time, Dusklord saw her face. Her full face. She was well and truly as naked as the day she had been born.

"Well?" She said softly, "What do you think?"

"I think you look every bit as gorgeous as I always imagined." He said softly. He stood up, lifting himself from the bed. Lilly could read the eagerness and anticipation on his face. For a moment he stood in silence and then his body was swathed in shadow. There was the sound of tearing, and when it cleared, he was as naked as she was.

"You're going to regret that." She said mildly.

"Not for a long time."

"I'd say about twelve hours." She countered. "Right about the time this wears off and you realise you shredded your only clothes."

He laughed. Lilly examined his body. She couldn't help it. She was drawn to his in the same way that he was drawn to hers. Dusklord's frame wasn't overly muscular but he was compact and powerful. His skin was pale, not quite white but certainly on the other side of healthy. She was surprised to see that he had scars. They covered his shoulders and his chest. She guessed that life for a villain wasn't always easy , especially when you were still establishing yourself as a **** in the city.

They kissed again. This time, his hands did go to her chest, sweeping over her shoulders and inching down over her skin. Lilly could feel her heartbeat racing, her breath coming quickly now. She felt his fingers on her nipples, her nerve-endings started to cry out with delight as his fingers rubbed against her sensitive skin.

It became much more intense a moment later when Dusklord's fingers curled around one of the rings that she was wearing through her nipple. He tugged it just firmly enough to remind her it was still there. It made her toes curl. Her body writhed against the sheets of the bed.

The kiss broke, and he leaned over her.

"Who is your master?" He said. "You're my broken little ****, aren't you?"

"N-no..." She moaned, "I'm a hero. I'm not...I can't..."

He chuckled.

"You say that while wrapped in chains you asked me not to take off. Admit it, Redwing, you love this. You could stop this at any moment but you haven't. This is just another game for us, and you want to go further."

He was gently stroking her face, his fingers curled against her chin. Lilly tried to speak but had no words. She knew that he was right. He kept the pressure up on her breast, pulling at the piercing to torment her nipple, making it so that she was more and more aware of the feeling. She could feel a dampness between her legs.

He kissed her again, trailing kisses down her neck. It made her toes and fingers curl. His hand started to drift lower now, his fingers tracing their path across her soft skin. Lilly felt him sinking lower and lower, but it was so hard to think with his mouth working on her neck. His lips pressing against her skin, his hot breath tickling and teasing her. She moaned as he moved back and forth. His fingers started to rub her womanhood, pressing against the entrance to her pussy. Her legs spread, tugging on her clit with the chains. Making her more and more aware of her place as a ****. She felt heat spreading through her body, especially as Dusklord's fingers started to move upwards, curling around the piercing that chained her clitoris. Feeling the sudden tension as he gripped it was enough to make her moan, but a moment later he gently started to tease her clit, shifting the ring back and forth, turning it, pulling on it. It made her eyes go wide. Her body pulsed with pleasure. Her clit burned white hot with desire. The captivity only served to make it even harder to resist.

"You're not broken. is that it?" Dusklord whispered in her ear. "You're lying with your legs spread, your clit - your literal clit - is in chains, and you're not broken? You're so wet down there that I can't possibly miss it. I could do anything to you right now. I could break you, make you beg for my cock. I could fuck you senseless and no one would ever know. You have no way to resist do you?"

"No." Redwing breathed. Her heart beat faster. Her body felt hot, her pulse pounding in her ears. She resisted another moan as Dusklord's fingers started to gently stroke her lower body. She jumped as he touched her clitoral hood, making her head spin each time.

For a moment Dusklord hesitated looking down at her spread over the bed below him. She could see his face was flushed with the same heat and arousal that she felt.

"Do you want to stop now?" He asked her softly. "Do you want it to be over?"

"I have no right to want it to be over..." Lilly said. Her head was spinning with all the fantasies she'd ever dared to dream up but never believed she would actually be able to experience. "I'm your ****... I...I'm a defeated heroine... you beat me and now you can do whatever you want with my body. I can't stop you..."

"Whatever I want?" Dusklord asked. Lilly felt her mouth go dry, but nodded.

"Y-yes. No matter what it is, you can do whatever you want to me. You're my master. I'm your ****. Right here and right now, I have no rights at all... You're supposed to be a super villain aren't you? Since when did you start caring about consent?"

"Always my dear." Dusklord said. "But I shall assume that was your round about way of giving it. That being the case..."

Needless to say by that point, Alexi was hard. His shaft was stiff and wanting, with a tiny bead of liquid marking the head of his cock. Lilly spread her legs, the chains rattled but for once they weren't her concern. Their bodies were close now, she could feel the heat of his skin against her own. The tip of his cock pressed into her entrance, Lilly felt her lower lips part hungrily.

Her back arched as he entered her, thrusting forwards to fill her up. The motion made her chains rattle, and drew a deep moan from the back of her throat. He was swift and sure, his cock filled her up. She could feel him inside of her. Her nerve-endings screamed in desire, her clit burned like a tiny point of light. Before she even knew it, he was on top of her, the two of them were moving, fucking. He was inside of her and she was thrusting back and forth, her hips moving to a rhythm of their own. Each breath was a moan, each motion was an erotic surge that blazed through her mind.

He was grunting, pressing into her, and she was moaning. As they fucked, Dusklord caught both of her hands and **** them above her head, making the chains that tied to her nipples tug them cruelly. Lilly gasped and moaned, the back and forth motions of their love-making also teased the piercing which tied to her clit, pulling and pushing against it. Each motion was a tiny little sunburst in the back of her mind, distracting her from the mounting pleasure of his body against her own.

She gasped and moaned. The ability to speak was stolen from her. Words seemed to fly from her tongue and all she could think of was the pleasure she was feeling. Her nerve-endings were overloaded, each thrust was like a jolt of lightning through her body. Her own rhythms helped to keep it going, making it so that he enjoyed it as much as she was. Dusklord was moving faster now. He'd found a steady pattern that he liked and he was accelerating it. Lilly's arms were **** above her head as if she was chained to the bed posts like the **** she was supposed to be.

Dusklord started to lick her chest, his tongue played over her breasts, made her quiver. Her nipples were already as hard as they were ever going to be but feeling the soft warmth of his tongue made her blood surge, and her head roll back.

All the while they continued to move together. Lilly's hips swayed and moved back and forth, her pussy seemed to cling to him, her walls closing around him. Her lower body was on fire, pleasure thundered through her and made her legs and arms weak. Her moans were growing faster and faster as they both approached their peak.

He came first. His cock trembled and then filled her pussy, his cum flowing into her. The feeling of it made her feel even more helpless, like she truly was some villains' sex ****. That thought helped her to reach climax as well, and an instant later it came roaring through her. More intense and more powerful than she had ever felt yet. Lilly's toes curled, her mouth half opened, the very ability to breath seemed to be taken away as for a few crucial seconds she lingered over a crashing waterfall of sensation.

Then she tumbled down it. Feeling it crashing against her body, her nerve endings crackled with pleasure, erotic emotion swept through her and she experienced one of the best orgasms of her life.

Afterwards, they slept together. In the same bed and in each other's arms. The two remained wrapped up like that until the dawn of the next morning.