Thread: What a Girl Wants

The man with electric blue eyes, dressed flowing black clothing, strode through the Elysium Park with an easy stride. The area had a reputation for drug and gang activity--especially this time of night--but not much scared Frank Cloud Daniels these days. He paused on seeing a whimpering teenager bent over a Kawasaki Ninja. His manner shifted as his eyes flicked left and right, his ears listened intently. Where before, his feet had hit the sidewalk with an almost staccato beat, he now moved quietly. The beautiful blond haired waif with bright green eyes looked up only when he stood practically in front of her. He smiled and she smiled back. Is your name Zack, she asked. He glanced down at his left arm where the words Morte Prima Di Dishonore appeared above a pair of empty boots and then the name James Zack Wade, followed by a date. For a moment, he frowned on seeing the name, remembering that day not so long ago. The girl looked scared for a moment. I didnt mean anything, but I saw the name. He laughed. No, beautiful, Im Cloud and you must be Aerith. The girl giggled. It was a sweet sound, like warm sunshine to his wounded soul. I can be Aerith Ill be anyone you want. Glancing at the stainless steel cuffs and the bruises on her wrists, Cloud reached beneath his vest and pulled out his iPhone. I think Miss Aerith Im going to call the police. She frowned. Please dont. Her lips pursed into a pretty pout. You could fuck me. Im free. I wouldnt mind. He laughed. So tempting, but later, he said. If you dont want police, then we remove these cuffs. She looked worried. I dont think theyll come off. Her eyes darted toward where Paul and her abductor had vanished. Some men might come back. I dont want you to get hurt. Cloud grinned. But unlike his other smile, this wasnt a pleasant grin. Theyre welcome. As he spoke, he unlocked the handcuffs with a universal key. Im a magician, he said by way of explanation and handcuffs always come unlocked for me. He then picked the slight girl up in his arms. Im going to a party, but youre severely underdressed for this role. Striding through the parks as easily with her in his arms as he had walked through it alone, he told her. We need flowers, I think. And well want something silk and flowing in pink. She smiled up at the man carrying her. I love pink. And flowers are wonderful too. Her hand had drifted down and was encouraging an entirely different reaction on the part of the stranger dressed in black. He frowned in the nicest possible way. Im going to have to make a detour, he said, his frown turning into a wicked smile. Youre far too naughty a lass for me to leave you unfucked much longer. Aerith nee Nina broke into a Shirley Temple grin and clapped her hands. Oh goody! While she was showing her excitement, he had veered to the left and carried her into a mens restroom that sat along the west edge of the park. He sat the girl down on the counter and then jammed a metal trashcan under the door handle so that it wouldnt be easy to enter the room. As Aerith shifted herself to the edge of the counter, her legs spreading open. He laughed. Please tell me youre 18. As he spoke, he produced a rose in a grand flourish as if by magic. She laughed. Okay, Im 18. Taking the rose, she opened her eyes wide with surprise. Sitting among the petals was one wrapped condom. I love it. You really are a magician. He smiled as he began to strip off his pants. And a boy scout, he added, always prepared. As he removed the rest of his garments, Aerith who was usually known as Nina and recently called Cunt felt a little sick at seeing the angry, fresh scars ran down his left shoulder all the way to his waist. But as he moved his warm body near, she forgot about the scars noticing instead how tightly muscled his body was, how warm it felt next to her. She felt her heart beating harder, and the blood rushing through her body. Her groin warmed and tingled, and she was already getting horny. His hands removed little clothing she had as easily as he had produced the rose minutes before and she moaned happily as he began to tease her breasts. An hour later, after he had helped her dress as Final Fantasys Aerith and they were at the Sheridan surrounded by others in costume, she still felt turned on. He was twenty-three years old, just out of the service, and the most amazing fuck she had known.