Thread: A New Evolution {darkest_fate&Rand}

His grotesque finger worked its way around inside of the struggling teenager's unwilling mouth. The already moistened digit made certain to rub itself along her tongue, to brush itself against her forcibly parted lips, whatever it took to make certain Kitty would taste the mixture of her arousal upon his cybernetic flesh. At first, it seemed Apocalypse was too caught up in his torment of the petite X-Man to even acknowledge Rogue's protests, as the ominous figure gazed down at the Jewish teenager with uncaring eyes. This turned out to be untrue, however, as the large male suddenly inquired without breaking away from his current torments, Would you enjoy taking her place? The question lingered within the air, Apocalypse still working his finger around inside of Kitty's mouth, making certain the unwilling teenager got every last drop, as he turned his head just enough to gaze toward Rogue from out the corner of his eye. A young, healthy, beautiful female mutant. Cursed by her own gifts into never again being capable of feeling another persons embrace. Relieved of said curse, yet now finding herself bound and untouched while watching the first step toward her companions corruption. The girls captor spoke rather frankly, his voice seemingly more giving a cold rationalization of the situation, albeit letting a hint of malice slip into his voice as the ghost of a smirk danced upon the corner of his lip while adding, If one did not know better, they might say there was a twinge of jealousy behind your 'heroic' decree. Rogue would have her turn. Apocalypse had every intention of seeing to this, personally. But she would have to wait. To endure as her friend was used for the personal enjoyment of perhaps their greatest enemy. But the infamous mutant wasn't satisfied with simply letting her sit there and watch, either. Regardless. If you're feeling so frustrated, then I can keep you entertained in other ways. He suggested, as almost immediately the tendrils holding Rogue into place began to shift about, with the ones holding her legs beginning to pull them further apart. Holding her like so, another tendril moved toward her ankles, the tip working at slipping within her pajama pants from below, slithering along her right leg as it snaked its way upward. The tendril would work around any other clothing barriers it might found beneath those pajama bottoms, save for the teenagers panties. Instead, the tip of the tendril would begin to press itself against the thin material. Rubbing. Massaging. Working with surprising grace as the metallic object started to teasingly prod at the Gothic teen through her undergarments like a lovers finger might do. But its intention was simply to keep Rogue 'entertained', rather than bring her immediately toward any release, as the tendril continue its prodding motions along the forming outline of her slit while its master focused on the other female. Giving a passing sound of amusement from his lips, Apocalypse returned his attention toward Kitty by now, as the mutant withdrew his now cleaned finger from her full lips with a single motion. There. That wasn't so terrible, now was it? Apocalypse spoke, gazing down at the female, yet not seeming to care terribly about any words or response she may have in protest as he prepared for the next step, But enough games. You're not solely here for your own pleasures. With this, Apocalypse took a step away from the bound Shadowcat. His current positioning was clearly one intended for giving the two captured teens a clear enough view of himself as the cybernetically enhanced mutant began working at his armor. In particular, his fingers went toward the area around his waist, pressing upon the surface as the metallic protection briefly glowed to life after responding to his unique DNA signature. There was a sound of metal unclasping. A lone tendril moved toward, readily catching onto the lower garments of its master, as the lone article of clothingarmor fell away from the large mutants waist - revealing to both X-Men the rather impressive endowment of their 'host'. The male was huge. At least close to a foot in length, with a considerable girth to match. More surprising, however, was the fact that despite the series of actions carried out against Kitty, Apocalypse wasn't even fully erect. The head hung low, toward his ankles, with the cybernetic enhancements having made their mark there, with their light blue outline looking closer to veins as they decorated the impressively sized slab of flesh. For his part, Apocalypse stood without shame at his nudity, but also without a foolish sense of pride. The male held a unique confidence in his sexual prowess knowing full well of his rather blessed endowments, yet not basing said confidence solely upon this, as he gave a knowing gaze toward Kitty. Do not worry, little X-Man. He spoke, raising a hand to brush along her cheek in a mock gesture of sympathy, I'm certain your body can handle what is to come next. With some effort. His eyes diverted briefly toward Rogue, whom was continuously being stimulated by the lone tendril, as if giving this faint reminder of how what was to come next had been intended for her viewing, too. Rather suddenly, the tendrils holding Kitty in a suspended position again changed their positioning. This time, they worked her around, moving the mutant from a 'laying' position on her back into a bent over position - her tight bottom raised up on one end as her face was suddenly moved within inches of the male mutants groin. Reaching down, Apocalypse began to slowly stroke along the length of himself using the mixture of Kitty's arousal and her saliva as a makeshift lubricant as the steadily hardening cock began to glisten with a thin sheen in certain segments .It may assist in your own comfort if you were to provide an additional source of lubrication before we begin. He offered, staring down at the teenager's face as the swollen head of his cock remained inches away of her pixie-like nose - knowing that even if she grew bold or stupid enough to attempt biting him it wouldn't cause any harm considering the type of extraordinary abuse his body was capable of withstanding.