Thread: The Archaeologist, The Succubus, and The Gun  (LeftShield x Umbrale)

When he came, it was as if a door had opened. Showing him this world of pure bliss and lust. He never even considered feeling this good in his life but it was as if his body had forgotten any pain, stress, or hardship that it harbored. To put it in terms that a normal man could understand, that pussy was life changing. It was deeper though, something he could tell about this connection between them. Almost as if they were ment to be together at this point in time. That Ty was ment to pick up that gun. Because as he bit into her soft skin, his eyes rolling back into his head, his hips bucking into her. As it all happened it was more than this sexual perfection, it was a reason to live. Maybe, just maybe, if he could feel this good from sex with her then she might just give him purpose to life. His load flooded deep into her honey pot, holding his cock as deep as it could go. Sex with a succubi was definitely not over hyped. The way her tunnel milked his cock as if she was controlling it. Practically begging for his seed inside of her, it amplified his orgasm to extreme measures. He was already having the best sex of his life but with the magical power they shared. Ty's complete absent mind of the power he may have held, their surroundings noticed their heightened sense. The whistle on the kettle popped from the amount of pressure causing his kettle to blow and send small shrapnel around his kitchen. The living room light shattered from the overload coursing through it. Even the rain around his apartment seemed to come down stronger. As his orgasm faded though the world around them seemed to slow back down to normal. His body slacked a little over her back, his arm letting her leg back down while the other supported himself against the wall. His lips backed off the bite on her shoulder, now gently kissing over the spot through heavy slow breaths. His body was wet and hot but he had never felt more comfortable in his life. Mmmmm..ah... He groaned quietly, feeling his cock slip from her. I've never...felt so good...and so tired...in my life. He whispered with a grin as his eyes closed. Ty slowly fell to the ground, supporting himself on the wall as he did. He wanted to stay up, to talk with her and ask her about herself, about this world. He wanted to cuddle with her, bask in the afterglow of sex. With one hand on her sexy ass and the other gently caressing her hip as they laid together. He wanted to do a lot but after such a crazy day his body couldn't take it anymore. With a smile on his face he slowly closed his eyes, and drifted off. BEEP! Not now Kimmy I don't....wanna ride bikes.... BEEP!.....BEEP! Ugggghh, I'm up. He groaned, reaching to his side and slapping on the floor to hit the snooze on his alarm clock but he couldn't feel anything. Then as he finally hit that point of consciousness that he had started to really wake he smelt it, smoke. His eyes shot open and saw the kitchen across the way from him was a raging inferno. Flames so high and thick he couldn't see past the doorway. The beeping he heard was the fire alarm now dying under the flames of the kitchen. FUCK!! NO! Ty screamed as he hopped to his feet, slowly remembering what had transpired the night before. Out of instinct he grabbed the gun off the floor and quickly ran his naked body to his room. Putting on the first thin he could find which was a pair of black chuck taylors, a faded and dirt stained pair of jeans, and a zip up black hoodie with the museums logo on it. By the time he had got back out to the living room the front door was covered in flames. He was being trapped. In a panic he started to search for ways out. He knew that there was only one way out besides that door. It was the window that led to a three story drop onto concrete. Before he did anything else he grabbed the one other item he knew he would need. It was a small brown leather back notebook that he had since he was a kid. He had sketched in it most of his life's biggest events. More importantly, it was the last thing he had of his parents. He grabbed it and heard the axes of firefighters chopping down a door on his level. In here!! In here!! Ty tried to yell over the roaring of the flames. Next he heard stomping like they were coming for him, then one of them started to yell. GAS! GAS! GAS! RUN!! Ty panicked, there was one way out and it was that or be blown up. He had no choice, with a running start he jumped and covered his face. Smashing through the window he started to fall right towards the roof of a car parked out front. Something about imminent death triggered his memory of his new life partner. As he fell through the air he did the only thing he could. LIBI!!!