The Heroines Fan (Closed!)

[Warr]

He was a little bit more than a fanboy, but he was still pretty bad...

Damian Andba was a rather large fan of the hero known as Vampirella. What wasn't to love about her? She was drop dead gorgeous. Strong...dammit, she was possibly perfect.

It didn't help Damian tended to delve in the mystic hearts. It had been a hobby of his for a while, after finding such an odd book he found outside of his apartment one day. It began as a little thing, spells here, little tricks here, some to pay the bills. But then he discovered a whole other section to the book...

"Lust spells...hm?" he mumbled to himself as he looked at the spells.

And then, an idea popped into his mind.

And slowly, he grinned...

[iridium248]

The city is a big, dark place, and in its shadowed corners lurk many creatures who have shunned the light. Most are human. Some are not. But even those who fall into the latter category have their saints... and sinners.

It is those nonhumans which prey on the innocents on the city that earn the title of 'monster'. It is these monsters which must be resisted, no matter what.

And as the sun sets, and the monsters come out to stalk...There are those who prey on *them*...

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The street was cool and empty, only the streetlamps casting a hazy glow across the tiles- Ringing with the slow, deliberate click of a single, strolling figure...She was a tall woman, strong of limb with the reserves of feminine fat to give her womanly curves. Hair the colour of a raven’s wing fell from a central part to dust her hips. Her skin was pale and unmarked, save for a birthmark shaped like a bat, much of it on display due to the scant clothing she wore- Really little more than strips of crimson hued latex to cover her... modesty. Long heeled leather boots and armlets of gold complete the picture and as the woman prowled along, a sleek, rolling gait, bright eyes of emerald green regarding everything with disconcertment...

Clasping her hands, Vampirella *stretched* immodestly, drawing her arms out and behind her- A long, low sigh from her lips. Another night, another patrol. She'd never expected to do the 'superheroine' thing full time...But in a city like this, what *else* could she do? It'd been less-than-exciting these few days- A satanic cult *here*, a fledgling ghoul *there*...And she had to admit it...She was *bored*. Restlessly, her keen eyes swept the dark, narrowing just a shade...For a moment, she had the *strangest* feeling she was being watched...

[Warr]

And so, there she was, Damian's dark brown eyes narrowed as his eyes trailed slowly over her body. The stuff of dreams, this girl was, and in his hand he was clasping his book as if his life depended on it.

In a sense, he did. One false move, and he would likely get sliced apart...

He looked back at the book, and opened the page to what he saw was the lust pages. Grabbing a pen from his pocket, he wrote the spell on his forearm. He threw the book off the side, where no one would find it, and walked out into the street.

He walked up beside the woman and held a hand out. "Miss, do you think you can help me?"

His eyes darted to the forearm. It was still there, good.

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At the sound of footsteps, Vampirella spun, raven-black hair sweeping regally behind her; A low 'tsk' from her throat as she saw an entirely normal-looking guy- No whiff of the blood at all, no visible weapons, too unbuffed to be a villian...Someone who wandered down the wrong street?

A small smile tugged at her full, dark lips- So *that* was who'd been watching her. The costume was a memoir from her homeworld, and light and easy to move in...The fact that it usually drew male attention away from more pressing matters was a plus. Still, it *was* annoying, when every guy could't quite look away...

"Help you?" she murmured, striding toward him briskly- Favoring his outstretched hand with a brief glance. There was something...odd...about this...Something Vampirella couldn't really place- But it was the last thing to worry about, now. Introspection wasn't one of her strong points. "What, exactly, is this about?"

[Warr]

Okay, so she wasn't exactly a princess, but that was to be expected.

Besides...feisty could be quite....fun.

His eyes darted back and forth to make sure no one else was out. Thankfully, there wasn't, as anyone who was sane would never be out in this city at night, knowing the kind of crazyness that tended to happen in the streets at night.

"well, it's nothign really, but I just..."

Well, here goes nothing. Either this works and it leads to lord knows what's of happiness....or she completely tears him in half.

....

Yeah, totally worth it.

He swiftly pulled his sleeve up (Thankful the sweat ahdn't messed up the chant) and he began to recite quickly.

"Mia sklavo, mia pupo, mia marioneto, via libera vol signifas nenio, sub mia vorto vi estas mino, sub mia dir vi ne havas liberan volon, vin estas mino."

He winced and grit his teeth. Let it work, let it work, for gods sake let it work...

[iridium248]

The very *first* sign Vampirella had that something was very, very *wrong* was the strange, echoing language he started chanted in- Then the *fog*, sweeping in toward her, winding noxious pink tendrils about her limbs, *reaching* for her...

"No-" she hissed, jerking her hand back, eyes going wide...But that was already a mistake! Before she could realise she really, really, shouldn't, the heroine had already taken a deep lungful of distilled lust...

It went down warming, like a shot of brandy, and hit her stomach with a heated glow, spreading and waking up her limbs, muscles and skin tingling. Her gaze seemed greener than ever as she shivered- And then she *laughed*, a musical ripple somewhere between a giggle and a purr and her vision fixed upon the man before her with no sign of hostility in their depths.

"Hello there, *handsome*," Vampirella purred, a pleasant haze descending upon her mind- A low, sultry note to her voice that hadn't been there before! "Mmmmm..." her pink tongue flitted across her full lips, parting ever-so-slightly, to reveal the ivory sheen of one very prominent canine...Her hips rolling sensuously, she prowled *closer*, her green eyes locked on his face; "Where have you been all my life?"

[Warr]

His body was still in one piece, and his eyes hadn't beeen gouged out. He looked up, to see her there, not coated in his blood....but flicking her tongue against her lips?

"Hello there handsome," She purred, "Where have you been all my life?"

It worked?.....It worked.....

HOLY SHIT IT WORKED!

There was a god above, and obviously he was pleased with...whatever the hell it was he did but it worked! now one of the most amazingly sexy women on the planet was at his finger tips! Oh the possibilities!

He gulped, the blush that was growing on his face was very noticable at this point. but...oh, what to do first?

"Does it matter now?" he asked after a moment's silence. "I'm here...aren't I?"

Dammit, I hate myself sometimes...the hell kind of answer is THAT?

[iridium248]

Of course, it's very, very *hard* for him to think right now, as Vampirella steps even closer- Into 'invading personal space territory', turning just so to let the silky curve of one nicely rounded hip press against his groin, in a warm, entirely pleasurerable contact...Though that's *nothing* compared to the feel of the vampiress's slim but strong arms sliding about his waist, her breath coming in white clouds...Letting him smell the brassy, slightly metallic odour...

"And so you *are*," she coos, her back arching, pressing something soft and warm and sleek against him- A quick glance would confirm that yes, one of the most beautiful, lethal women in the superhero community is *grinding* against him...And that she's not wearing much more than a few strips of red latex, wound around a starched white collar.

[Warr]

His eyes rolled into the back of his hips, feeling the curves, the soft feel of her hips...grinding against him? Oh god yes, so good! The sweet smell of her breath - the metallic touch seemed to bring him in closer for more- was drawing him in closer.

It took him everything in his power not to grab at her breasts right then and there, as most most would have done - and suffered the consequences mind you - But....what was stopping him? She was under a lust spell - Especiallyt for him! He Could do as he wanted and not have to worry about her ripping his spine out.

His hands, shaking just a wee bit, reached up and cupped both breasts, ignoing the fact that the latex was covering just the nipples. He'd take what he could take.

[iridium248]

Her mind a soft, pleasant haze by the invasive fog, Vampirella licked her lips, a low purr in her throat as his trembling hands closed on her breasts; If she were herself, she’d have ripped his arm off and stuffed it up his nose for what he was doing. Instead, she managed to arch her back into the groping hand, allowing the fingers easier access to her luscious body and slipping one silky thigh between his.

And- Oh, God- the *feel* of them...Those deliciously ample mounds, limned by the crimson latex of her scanty clothing- Soft and full, the resilient flesh silky to the touch, her creamy skin oh-so-inviting...And, best of all, the little gasp, deep in her throat, as he grips those mountainous orbs- That she's *receptive* to his advances, letting him fondle her at will...As if he's some hulking Adonis, not a fanboy tampering with lust magic!

Those long, slender fingers press against the front of his pants- A lazy smile touching Vampirella's lips, as she feels his straining erection *throb* beneath her fingers. "Mmmmm, excitable, aren't you?" she murmurs, whisper-soft...Just letting her hand rest there, separated by two layers of fabric!

[Warr]

"I guess you could say that.' He said with a nervous grin, a shiver running up his spine as her delicate hand touched at his throbbing erection, his head tilting back and shuddering breath leaving his throat. He needed more, this was better than anything in the world ever.

His hand squeezing her breasts tighter, another attempt at a cocky grin made her look at her again, and he stated, "I have someplace we can go if you really wanna see how exciteable I can be...' He offered.

[iridium248]

Vampirella moans at his hands fondle and squeeze her breasts, encouraged by her willingness; The light glint of the curve of one ivory canine as she smiles, fingers stroking him, now, rubbing at his straining cock...Wicked delight in her eyes! "Are you sure you can wait *that* long?" she coos, swaying against him...Her gaze flickering to a nearby dark alley, cool and silent.

She arches on her tiptoes, her hot mouth right next to his ear; Her slim but strong arms rise to wrap around his neck, running playful fingertips across his back. "*Right* there," Vampirella whispers. "It's nice...and dark...and quiet..."

[Warr]

She was offering to have sex with him in the middle of an alley, and while it wasn't exactly the most sanitary, hell, he almost commented on the hygene issues, it also added to the whole new level of kinkiness, and oddly enough, he found it increasinly hot.

He nodded very quickly, as if liking the idea quite a bit. "Nice, dark and quiet, best combination I've heard anywhere ever." he grinned and wrapped his arms aroundher waist and picked her up. "Come along then, to the fun.' He chuckled, walking over to the alleyway, tryhing to hide his excitement.

[iridium248]

The sexy heroine's sultry smile only widens as he lifts her, warm, oh-so-yielding flesh beneath his hands! For a woman with super-strength, Vampirella weighs surprisingly little; But those long, toned legs wrap around his waist with a grip like tensile steel, mirroring the grasp of her arms around his neck! Any doubt that she's absolutely besotted can be safely laid to rest, as she nuzzles his throat with low coos, giving playful little nips with her fangs...

The alley beckons, and it'd be the work of a moment to press her against the nearest wall...Though his efforts are somewhat hampered by the eager *grinding* of that latex-sheathed form against him, as Vampirella snuggles even *closer*!

[Warr]

Normally, he would have thought fucking the heroine of the city would e a rather....disgusting thing. Did he care? No. as he doing to stop? Fuck no. Was he gonna keep going on untl the real fun would begin?

You bet your ass he would.

Speaking ofasses,he grabbed at hers tightly as she would grind and snuggle against him, his eys rolling into the back of his head as he supple flesh rubbed against hisin just the right ways, his cock as hard as it had ever bee and if he didn't get anythng, he was sure to pass out. To announce his excitement, he gave her ass a healthy, hard squeeze.