Murder City

Silently, she agreed that he indeed owed her one. Fire Lily wasn't the sort to put on an act of kindness and expect nothing in return! However, she knew that now was not the best time to discuss the matter. He was in a lot of pain and at risk for health issues. Even a villain like herself knew when to stop being selfish for a moment.

With the towel still pressed to his leg, she used her free hand to feel around her utility belt for the little med pack she carried around. "Aha," she whispered to herself, as her hand made contact with the box shaped item. It was detached from the belt and set onto the floor so she could open it up and gather what she needed. A travel sized bottle of disinfectant solution was taken out, followed by a roll of bandages. Fire Lily took the towel off of Six then, and gave another warning: "This is also going to hurt. It'll sting, but it'll lower your chance of getting infected."

After pouring some of the solution onto a nearby rag, she gingerly dabbed at the wound. As well, she cleaned up some of the blood that was sure to dry on his skin if given the time. Many minutes passed and before too long, she had his wound patched up with bandages with assurance that he'd make a good recovery. Fire Lily was no doctor, but she did what she could with what she had.

With a sigh, she put medical kit away and put it back onto her belt for safe keeping. She'd need to refill all her supplies soon, it seemed. This delay with Six was interfering with what plans she had with Arthur. She had a flower to deliver to him, and a fun evening planned. Sandra was looking very forward to it, too. Mentally, she apologized to the nice man for not answering her phone, should he had called her.

"Well, that should do it," she announced, brushing some debris off her suit. It was probably from earlier when that building crumbled in ashes. "I admire your bravery. That was a nasty bullet wound and you trusted me to fix it. That's really something."

She smiled behind her mask before standing up from the floor, flamethrower in hand. Now, it was probably time for her to leave unless he needed her for much else.
 
View attachment 8755 Fire Lily left and the small apartment grew silent. The only sound was the far off cry of sirens from the day's exploits. Six had taken off his mask so that Arthur could clear his mind. When Arther first came to America with a taste for murder and a plan to terrorize Cledoroa, he swore one thing: "Death before exposure". That was his only rule as a super villain. He shuttered, still listening to the sirens. Had he blown it by letting Fire Lily in Arthur apartment? No, certainly he would have to move now, but not right now because tonight he had a date with Sandra. Sandra, he felt a twinge of excitement. For now, he would let fate take it's course. For now he would become Arthur and forget all about this awful mess.

Arthur got up and headed to the shower, his leg screaming out in protest. He Let the water heat up, causing steam to pour from the bathroom like thick fog on the bay. He took of his gear, making sure to conceal it in the compartment in the closet. It would be tough to have to relocate, but it was most likely something that would no doubt have to be done. After he showered the pain in his leg subsided, not totally gone, but only a dull throb. He put on a pair faded denim jeans and a white shirt before picking up the phone. Sandra. He couldn't wait to see her.

Truth be told, he had been waiting for this moment all day.

The phone started ringing.
 
Fire Lily hurried home, taking routes through alleys and nearly abandoned roads so she could avoid police cars. Pursuing the villainess seemed to be less of a priority tonight, though. Many people were injured during the Apple building fiasco, so the main focus was getting people hospitalized. Fire Lily smirked at that realization.

When she reached the quaint neighbourhood outside of the dull city, she immediately began throwing off her fire proof suit, her helmet, her boots... Everything went dropping to the floor, including the few boxes of Apple products she managed to snag. She could make a lot of money off of those items! That's what she fully intended to do once the mess she caused calmed down.

Sandy now stood in her dark living room in nothing but her underwear. She was drenched with sweat and her muscles ached, but she felt accomplished. Even that interference with Six didn't bother her like it should have. Probably because she felt that they worked well together. While Fire Lily was more of a loner, she liked the idea of one close ally to create chaos with. She smiled at the idea while she reached over to click on a lamp. Not much later did her phone begin to ring. It was right there on the coffee table, the screen lit up brightly with the name 'Arthur'. Quickly, she picked up the phone and held it to her ear after pressing the 'talk' button.

"Hey you. I was wondering when you'd call," she said sweetly. While she spoke with him, she paced about her home to prepare the shower for herself and see what she had available for dinner tonight. The conversation didn't last too long. She asked him how he was doing, how work was, and other generic topics. As well, she provided directions to her house.

"I didn't find time to go to the grocery store, so... What kind of pizza do you like?"

Sandy hoped that would be acceptable. There really wasn't anything worth making right now; she owed him a good meal. Oh well. They were going to watch horror movies, right? Take out seemed like a more suitable meal to go with that.

Once she got everything she needed from him, she rushed all of Fire Lily's equipment to a spare room she kept locked at all times. Afterwards, she went to the bathroom to clean herself up in the shower. The entire time, she was thinking about Arthur. He was as interesting as he was attractive. She couldn't wait for his company.
 
View attachment 8897Arthur's leg was in agony, but he managed to hide all traces of it from his voice.

"Pizza sounds amazing. It's been forever since I've had the time for a pizza movie night."

He paused, chewing back pain.

"I like half cheese half combination, best of both worlds."

One thing about Cledora: It was home to some of the best pizza in the world. Chicago and New York had nothing on a Cledora pie.

"I'm leaving my place now, I should be there around."

He checked his watch, amazed at how fat the day had gone. It seemed like only minutes ago he was standing in front of a burning apple building

"About 8? See you then."

He set the phone back in it's charger then finished getting dressed. He didn't want to over do it, the jeans and white shirt were enough, but as always in Cledora, it looked like rain, so he threw on a jacket, too. Shooting a quick glance out his apartment window he saw that dark clouds were forming in the sly, and in the horizon puffs of black smoke rose from the earlier attack. What a day it had been, and now for the perfect ending point. Arthur, in the back of his mind, had thought about Sandra all day. There was no use denying the fact that he wanted her. Weather out of pure lust, or just the need for companionship, he didn't know, nor did he care.

Rush hour was just wrapping up. The tired masses of Cledora were heading home to dinner, or to the local pub for a drink or ten. Arthur decided the best way to navigate his way through the horrendous traffic was by bike. He had a 2011 Ducati sp in the garage. It was his baby, and one of the few things he owned that was made in Germany, a reminder of his old life. He jumped on the bike, fired it up and kicked it into gear. Within seconds he was flying through the streets, weaving in and out of traffic and being a general nuisance to the other motorists, suckers. A green light flashed yellow as he juiced the throttle and rocketed through the intersection, narrowly missing a passing truck. He was smiling under his helmet, the adrenaline rush was good and made him temporarily forget about his throbbing leg. Third street, fourth street, and the turn to the Street where Sandra lived. He found a place to park in no time at all. The benefit to having a moter bike in the big city was parking. He could slide his bike into places that cars could never fit.

He made his way up to her apartment, checking his reflection in a window and running a hand through his messy hair before heading up the stairs. This was it. He knocked three times on the door, this was it. A sudden thought smashed through his mind…his leg. What if things did get hot and heavy? How would he explain his wound? After all, it wasn't everyday a Delivery man took a bullet to the leg.
 
Sandra showered quickly and thoroughly. In no time, she went from smelling and looking like a hot mess to the lovely looking, flower scented woman people came to know. With a towel on her head, she went to her closet to decide on something to wear for tonight. She was staying home, but her company was something special... Shrugging inwardly, she decided on a a cozy little dress she had that stopped mid-thigh. It was a soft material, making it a perfect combination of comfortable and sexy. The pattern was simple: black and white stripes, almost like the uniforms that convicts wore in cartoons. In addition to that, she put on a pair of black leggings so only her shins, ankles and bare feet were exposed.

There was no time for makeup... Hopefully he wouldn't mind.

While slipping into her underwear and outfit, she held her phone to her ear so she could call in the pizza that Arthur requested. Fortunately for her, it would arrive only minutes after he did. Unless there was a delay for either one, of course.

With her hair all dried and her body all refreshed, she walked out of her bathroom and tidied the living room a bit. Old plates were taken to the kitchen, trash was disposed of... In no time, she had a nice little setting with her couch, coffee table and television. She even draped a blanket over the couch in case they'd want to get cozy tonight. The blanket, like many other objects in her home, was specially made in Korea. There was plant life everywhere, too. Hanging baskets dangled from the ceilings and she had beautiful potted plants every place she could fit one!

The knock on her door made her heart jump. With a smile on her face, she danced her way over to the door and opened it to find Arthur standing there, waiting. "You beat the pizza boy here. Excellent," she said casually, standing aside while gesturing for him to come in.

"Go on and sit down. Did you want anything to drink?"
 
View attachment 9392The delicious smell of warm, freshly baked pizza filled the apartment. The only thing that was more appealing to him at this moment was her. She looked stunning. Arthur didn't fail to notice her natural beauty, unguarded and uncompromised by makeup. When she turned to the kitchen, he let his eyes wander down the back of her dress, and for a moment, the throbbing in his leg was replaced by desire.

Calm down, he told himself, no use getting all worked up so early in the night.

Arthur smiled and took his invitation to sit on the couch, after hanging his jacket near the door. He walked, only slightly favoring his leg, although it was screaming in pain. Of course he had already thought of a story to cover up all possibilities that it was actually a bullet wound, being a super villain meant being able to lie convincingly. After all, more or less, his whole life was a lie, but even before his reign of terror on Cledora he had been good at covering his ass. He guess it was a trait that all super Villains, and Heros, shared.

"I'll take a coke, if you've got it. Thanks"

He looked around and saw that there were plants everywhere.

"Nice place, I see that you take your work home with you."
 
Sandy searched her fridge for the beverage he requested. Her stock of soda was low, it seemed, but her eyes caught a small group of cans in hiding behind the milk and pitcher of iced tea. They were all root beers she liked to keep on hand for when she wanted root beer floats, one of her favourite late night treats. Smiling to herself, she grabbed one of the cans for Arthur; it would have to do. For herself, she poured herself a glass of 7UP she had in a 2 liter bottle.

"I hope this will be okay. This and 7UP are the only sodas I have," she said while walking back into the livingroom. The drinks were set down next to a pair of plates she got out for them to have pizza on.

Her smile turned sheepish when he noticed all her plants. "It's more than work for me; it's a passion. I enjoy watching plants mature, and some of them symbolize something to me."

She stopped herself there, though. Sandra could talk about her flowers for a long time if anyone let her. Plus, she didn't want to get carried away this time. This visit with Arthur was going to be much more relaxing, she figured. Just watching movies and having good food with this friendly, good looking man... It sounded heavenly.

While shyly tucking some hair behind her ear, she turned to the television. "What should we watch first?"
 
View attachment 9816"7up is good, thanks." Arthur said, nearly wincing as his leg throbbed.

In the day's excitement, Arthur had hardly realized how hungry he had been until he started eating. He felt like that guy on youtube, Muscles Glasses, from epicmealtime. He literally inhaled his food, slamming down half a soda before setting it on the table. Arthur also took into account the fact that his body was mending it's self and needed the extra nourishment.

The Arthur side of his personality liked just about everything, save for those over the top rom coms, but the Six side was only into the dark and disturbing. So he cut it down the middle, noticing that she had Zombieland on DvD. It was a decent movie with just enough violence to be good, but a light enough plot to hopefully inspire some extracurricular activity.

"Zombieland looks good, throw that bad boy in."

Arthur was regaining some of his vigor, having in large part to do with the fact that he wanted to bang Sandy's brains out, and in turn, get his owns brains banged out. The movie hadn't even started yet and already the suspense was killing him, the build up, the pregame. Arthur felt his body flush as he watched Sandy from the couch. He had fantasized about fucking Fire Lily, and now, in his Arthur persona he thought about Sandy. The pain in his leg was forgotten and he waited with baited breath for her to sit down.
 
All of Sandra's movies were alphabetized, so it didn't take her long to find Zombieland down at the end of the collection. She made a sheepish smile at the DVD when she took it into her hand; it was unopened. In fact, quite a few of these movies haven't been watched before. The majority were gifts from people who called themselves her 'friends'. Sandy would seldom watch them because she just never thought about it! Whenever she was home, she engaged in different activities.

"I feel silly, I haven't seen this yet. But I've heard good things about it," she said to Arthur while taking off the plastic. In under a minute, she got it taken out of the box and put into her DVD player. Not much longer after that she was sitting beside her guest with the remote control in hand. With her free hand, she got herself a plate so she could help herself to some pizza.

Quietly, she ate her slices of pizza while watching she listened to the main character talk about how the world changed because of the zombies. The young man's humour made her smirk every so often; she could already tell she'd enjoy this. Horror films were entertaining to the female villain, but the comical ones were just as fun.

When she finished eating, she cleaned her fingertips on a napkin and set the trash down on the coffee table. To make herself more comfortable, Sandy brought her legs up to fold them in front of her. As well, she moved closer to Arthur, not the least bit shy to let him know she wanted to be share body warmth with him.

"Let me know if you get cold," she whispered, to not distract too much from the film. As she said that, one of her hands patted at the blanket draped on her couch. This place could get chilly sometimes because she liked to save money on her electric bill...
 
View attachment 10110A Woody Harrelson raged over snowballs on the screen as Arthur took a seat next to Sandra on the couch. He needed no further invitation and was quick enough to join her under the blanket. She was warm and the couch was small, so as soon as Arthur sat down he could feel the soft curve of her body pressed tightly against his own. As she inhaled, Arthur felt his own breath quicken until he decided that he couldn't take it anymore. He leaned towards her, only inches apart as he brushed her hair lightly away from her face and, his other arm finding it's way around her waist and. He took a second to look into her eyes, but only a second, before his lips were on hers. It wasn't a deep kiss, but it was enough to ignite a spark.

Arthur continued kissing Sandra, her lips, her face, down her neck, giving her a quick bite just above the soft flesh of her collarbone. His hand had found it's way to her own, folded over the top, as he moved it down to rest on his cock, which was aching to be let out of his levi's. As her urged her to take him in her hand, his mind swam briefly to Fire Lily and how he had thought abut fucking her senseless on the roof top that first day they had met. Aside from that the only thing he could think was hard he was. He needed this and only hoped that he could go the distance. By this point the pain in his leg was totally forgotten.
 
Sandy anticipated that they would finish this movie, or at least get through half of it before different 'activities' became of interest to them. She was about to lean closer to him so she could rest her head on his shoulder, but something stopped her; one of Arthur's hands was by her face. Hair was brushed aside and only seconds later, their lips were connected. A breath caught in her throat and her heart began to pound wildly in her chest. She dared not resist, though. Instead, she let herself fall victim to the kiss, especially when his lips wandered across her face, down her neck... By now, her cheeks were turning a warm pink, displaying the smallest amount of bashfulness.

She purred at the attention his mouth gave her skin, and when he placed her hand over the bulge in his pants, she smirked. Her fingers pressed against the denim to tease at his erection before her hands undid the zipper and button in a few swift motions. Her fingers slipped past the waistband of his underwear so they could wrap around his shaft. Arthur seemed to want this--need this--as much as she did.

The movie was no longer important to her. With her free hand, she found the hand of his that wasn't locked around her waist. It was given an affectionate squeeze before she brought it to her bosom, where she yearned to be touched. She was ready to just go crazy with this guy!

Sandra's hand moved gently up and down Arthur's cock while her other hand shot hastily beneath his shirt, her fingertips rushing up and down his chest. She was curious about his figure; was there lots of muscle? Were there scars? Did he have tattoos or piercings? He was breath taking with clothes on, she could only imagine how he looked completely bare. The very idea made her all the more excited.
 
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Arthur liked Sandy. Some girls were put off by his upfront advances, both sexually and otherwise, but not her. When he put her hand on his cock, she didn't flinch. And now he his toes cracked as she stroked him. Her touch was firm, but gentle, expertly handling his swelling lust. He began to rock his hips, easing his pants down just below his hips.

Aurther continued with his lips, gently sucking as he kissed sandy, and even clenching her skin between his teeth. He squeezed her breast, rubbing it, running the palm of his hand over. He wanted her out of that dress. And as her hand explored his upper body he helped her take his own shirt off, now he was naked all the way down to where his pants were hanging, just above where Fire-lily had removed the bullet earlier today. His upper body was well defined, but many scars from the accident were visible. Arthur had a moment of self consciousness and almost got up to hit the lights.

But her hand felt so good, he wanted to come right now.....

Stay focused, c'mon shift your focus He told himself.

Aruther didn't hesitate to lift her black and white striped dress up over her head, no time to get up and wait for her to take it off, Arthur wanted her hot skin against his own. He was able to hold back his climax by focusing on getting her naked. His only emery now were the leggings that separated him from what he wanted most of all, however the site of her breasts made him temporarily forget as he went right to work, kissing down her face, to her neck and finally sucking on her tits. He licked while letting his other hand rub the other, gently flicking her nipple with his tongue. His other hand now moving down the side of her body, fiddling it's way to the waist line of her leggings.
 
The two of them were very eager to feel the skin of each other. Sandra found it difficult to even keep up with Arthur's pace! He was pleasuring her with his hands and mouth, all of which was consuming her mind in bliss. It was this moment when she fully realized how long she went untouched. She didn't like, or trust, anybody in Cledora. Except for Arthur, of course... And Six, she supposed. That had her realizing one more thing...

She was lonely.

The tips of her breasts hardened beneath his touch and her skin showed goosebumps from the chills he gave her. Sandy was enjoying the sensation of this man caressing her body while the large, soft blanket kept them warm. Her lusty eyes stayed focused on Arthur, as much as they wanted to close so she could get completely lost. There was a beautiful body in front of her; she wasn't about to let the view go to waste. Even with the mysterious scars, she was very much attracted to what she saw. Delicately, her fingers traced along what of the scars she could see on his torso. For some reason, she was curious about them, and... Oddly, she felt sorry for him. It was unlike her to give a single care.

Sandra then moved her hand from his chest so she could loop that arm around his neck. Using that as support, she pulled herself up a little so her face could make contact with the left side of his neck. Immediately, her lips kissed along the sensitive flesh, her tongue occasionally lashing out. Just above his collarbone, she smiled against his flesh before biting down and sucking, intent on leaving a large mark.

As she sampled his delicious skin, her hand continued to stroke his cock. She could not wait to take it inside of her. Her excitement was building so quickly that she was soaking through her leggings.
 
Arthur felt his body cry out with pleasure as Sandra's teeth bit down on his neck. The light pain made it even more delicious, and the pain in his leg was forgotten. He was glad about the blanket, so she wouldn't notice the fresh bullet wound. He kicked his pants off at the same time urging her to sit across his lap, straddling with her legs. His hand slipped down the back side of her leggings, cupping her well formed ass and rubbing down the back of her thigh. From this position he had easy access to her pussy, and rubbed her lightly before finding her entrance and slipping his finger in, to the first digit. He fucker her with his finger, never letting himself loose focus. He kissed her soft lips and slipped another finger inside her, wanting so bad to feel those lips wrapped around his hard cock. He felt like a bottle of coke that was shaken up and given to an unsuspecting victim. He could take no more. Arthur wasn't sure if he was going to fast, he had never been one to cater to the needs of his lovers, even with one as beautiful and built as Sandra. He kissed her deeply before taking his hands away from her moist pussy.

He pushed her off, at the same time pulling his boxers down. He needed this, he urged her head down towards his throbbing cock, hoping she wouldn't hesitate to 'prime the tanks'.
 
Sandra relished the feeling of his hands on her. The simple act of stroking her skin turned her on more than any person would guess. She was curvacious, desirable... Men lusted for her all the time, but they hardly were appealing. Citizens of Cledora were oddly unattractive, possibly because the sun was lacking. Not Arthur, though. Being handled by this man was one of the greatest sensations she's ever had.

She was getting lost in the movements of his fingers inside of her. They pushed deeply into her pussy, which was as moist as it was tight. Sandy clung to him harder and let out a soft moan into their kiss. The desire to have his cock inside of her was building rapidly. In fact, she was near ready to press his back to the sofa and sit herself on it. There were many things she wished to do to him, actually. Those urges came with the alter ego that was the domineering, sadistic, mischievous Fire Lily.

Those fantasies were broken when their kiss ended and he began to point her face in the direction of his member. The motions went so quickly; she was expecting to orgasm before they moved on. As well, her fiery temper was at risk of being lost; she didn't like to be controlled. However, it clearly had also been a long time for Arthur, too. So, she let it pass without consequence. Showing her true colours could blow her cover and make him leave, neither of which she desired.

When her lips barely touched the swollen head of his cock, she wrapped her lips around it and ran her tongue over it to collect what juices there were. After a few strokes of her tongue, she slid her mouth over the entire length and began to work her magic. She bobbed her head up and down while her tongue darted in random directions to massage his erection. At the same time, one of her hands delicately handled his testicles. It didn't take long for her to create the perfect rhythm in order to pleasure him.
 
As Sandra worked her magic on him, Arthur leaned back, reeling at the pleasure from her mouth. It was sensational, and he could feel his orgasm rising to the tip of his throbbing member. Not yet, he thought, gently easing her away, but not before a few drops slipped from him and onto her lips. He thought of ice cold streams and snow banks, mentally urging his eruption to pull back. It worked. The gloves were off now. His muscle corded arms slipped around her waist and pulled her on top of him. He could feel the wetness between her legs soaking through onto his cock. He teased her entrance with his head, before urging her down, to take his length inside of her.

Arthur's breath was hot against his lips as he leaned forward to kiss Sandra deeply. The moment had come, and he wore no condom as he awaited for her to initiate the penetration. And With her body perched above his own, waiting for that blissful moment when desire and lust met, fulfilling the need for release that he was certain they both had building up, Seth looked into her eyes. He paused, there was something there, something familiar. He closed his own eyes and kissed her again, hands firmly clasped on her delicious hips. With his eyes close he thought of Fire lily, and if it was even at all possible, he felt his cock get even harder
 
While being helped into a different position, she quickly licked at her lips where she tasted small amounts of his juices. He teased at her entrance as she steadied her breath and gripped his shoulders, her fingers squeezing them each time he made her body tense up. The heat between her legs built and built until she could not stand it any longer. She let him prod at her, thoroughly enjoying the torture of waiting.

Sandy got herself readied on Arthur's lap, a knee planting firmly on each side. During so, they kissed. The feel of his lips upon hers caused jubilant feelings she was unfamiliar with. Her heart was melting; her mind was clouded. Having spent so many years alone with zero emotional connection was a bigger downer than she realized. With this man, she felt something... A kinship. Something similar to that of Six's, except that bond was with Fire Lily, not Sandra the flower girl...

'What's this?' The conflicting words in her mind vanished when something familiar caught her attention. As her hands ran along his body during their kiss, her fingertips brushed over something on his leg. There was tape around it--no--bandages around it. An odd coincidence, since she'd helped Six fix himself earlier after their Apple fiasco. What happened to Arthur?

Or...

...Were they the same person? Did she just discover the identity of the brutal, merciless villain named Six? Well, whatever the answer may be... She didn't care. Sandy was fond of Arthur; Fire Lily was fond of Six. Surely, all of their egos belonged here for one reason or another. There was a connection between them all, for certain.

So, with not another second to lose, she lowered her hips to take his rock solid cock into her moist depths. Sandy tilted her head back a little bit as he slid inside, and her eyes shut halfway, already becoming glazed over from the ecstasy. "We're going to fuck so hard," she told him huskily, her throat rumbling with a moan.

To cure her anxiousness, she immediately started to bounce on his lap. At times, she'd grind against his pelvis and purr with delight as she did so. Fucking him was a greater rush than she imagined. In all her excitement, she put a hand behind his head where she took a fistful of his hair and forced his face to her own. From there, she speared his mouth with her tongue, initiating a passionate, messy kiss. Her sexual energy felt like it was overflowing. She wanted to go wild with this man; wild enough to tear down her living room in all their furious sexing.
 
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