oh YAY
Its about TIME I wrote something about the Prodigy...this is a very special day in her life during MK: Conquest, (my FIRST Het, OMG)
It was days like this when I honestly wanted to kill myself...
There was Mika...that little skank. Being SO obvious with what she wanted, her perfectly made-up mouth on MY master's finger...Oh, I wanted to cut off that stupid blonde head of hers and use it as a soccer ball...
Mika and Sora weren't much better...
"Oh we are so skilled in other things", they all would mewl until I felt the insatiable urge to vomit.
It was then that I decided to have my revenge...
I stormed into the throne room, my master following after me. I however, slammed the door in his face...his beautiful face.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to me?", my master said. His voice always sent shivers down my spine. Oh how I wanted him...and knew I would never have him.
"Goodbye...", I muttered in a tiny voice.
While he was away talking with that oaf Shang Tsung I would hatch my plan...my perfect, perfect plan.
I sharpened my precious butterfly knives that Kano had given me, a smirk forming on my blackened lips. Oh yes...this would be the perfect plan. I pressed the summoning button and within seconds heard the footsteps from three pairs of feet. Putting on my best impersonation of my master, I bid them to enter...
...the looks of shock on their faces was priceless.
"Where's Quan Chi?", Siann asked?
"He's out...", I replied, allowing that smirk to come to my lips again.
"You just want him all to yourself!", Mika shouted.
"For once in your worthless life...you are very correct"
I struck Sora down first, slitting her throat and slashing her stomach open. I smiled as her blood splattered onto my turquoise corset. I then leapt at Siann, slicing her arms off and then stabbing her through the head, leaving her hanging from the door. Then I turned to Mika, the woman who DARED to touch my master. Oh...you should have seen what I did to her. I sliced off that face of hers so perfectly before cutting her body to shreds. I allowed myself a loud laugh...so prideful was I of what I had done that I continued stabbing the corpse until it was reduced to nothing. I heard my master entering the castle and slowly walked up to his throne, sitting in it ever so calmly, blood splattered all over my clothes and face. His eyes widened as he looked at the torn cadavers lying about his throne room...and me...ever so happily filing my nails.
"The wonderful thing about women is that I'm the only one...", I sang, "I'm the ONLY one..."
My master smiled a little.
"I half expected you to get jealous, Zhei", he purred.
I stared right into his eyes. Want. Now. Have. Take. Feel. Lust invaded my mind and clouded my very perception.
"It's not like they were anything but additional warriors" continued my master, "I'm sure you can certainly make up for them without effort."
I nodded rapidly. Take me...Take me NOW. My heart started beating like a big brass band on LSD, and of course, my master noticed. He descended onto me in the throne, capturing my lips in an agressive kiss. The brass band was now having an epileptic seizure. His hand started to unlace my corset as my mind fogged with ecstasy. Gasping as it finally fell away, I was frozen in the throne.
He smiled.
Oh GOD he SMILED...before his lips slid from my mouth lower...lower...GOD YES!!!!
I found myself seated in his lap facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I could feel something...and I liked what I felt. I wanted. I needed. I craved. I lusted. And now...I would have him...he was ALL mine.
...OH...MY...FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!
Sheer pain and sheer pleasure seemed to blend together like the perfect banana smoothie with yogurt. He smiled that devilish smile again as I rode him in desperation.
Mine, mine, mine, mine, MINE
"You poor repressed thing...", he said, running a hand through my hair as we both continued this act most carnal. Neither one wanting it to ever stop.
He never moved his lips from right where I wanted them, as if he meant to make me writhe and scream in his grasp. He was doing a DAMN good job of it...
"Mmmmmm...."
Inappropriate moans continued to erupt from the throne room until with both grew tired and let ourselves reach release. I rested my head on his chest, gazing into his eyes lined with black makeup.
"I love you master...", I sighed, still out of breath.
My master ran a hand through my hair, his dark eyes seeming to echo my sentiments.
This was the way it was meant to be all along.
And we wouldn't have it any other way...
Idk about you guys...but I'd react the exact same way...I mean, look at him: http://mkc.planet.ee/pics/stills/unholy_alliance/pic023.jpg who the HELL wouldn't?
...okay maybe Zhei and I are both insane...
It was days like this when I honestly wanted to kill myself...
There was Mika...that little skank. Being SO obvious with what she wanted, her perfectly made-up mouth on MY master's finger...Oh, I wanted to cut off that stupid blonde head of hers and use it as a soccer ball...
Mika and Sora weren't much better...
"Oh we are so skilled in other things", they all would mewl until I felt the insatiable urge to vomit.
It was then that I decided to have my revenge...
I stormed into the throne room, my master following after me. I however, slammed the door in his face...his beautiful face.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to me?", my master said. His voice always sent shivers down my spine. Oh how I wanted him...and knew I would never have him.
"Goodbye...", I muttered in a tiny voice.
While he was away talking with that oaf Shang Tsung I would hatch my plan...my perfect, perfect plan.
I sharpened my precious butterfly knives that Kano had given me, a smirk forming on my blackened lips. Oh yes...this would be the perfect plan. I pressed the summoning button and within seconds heard the footsteps from three pairs of feet. Putting on my best impersonation of my master, I bid them to enter...
...the looks of shock on their faces was priceless.
"Where's Quan Chi?", Siann asked?
"He's out...", I replied, allowing that smirk to come to my lips again.
"You just want him all to yourself!", Mika shouted.
"For once in your worthless life...you are very correct"
I struck Sora down first, slitting her throat and slashing her stomach open. I smiled as her blood splattered onto my turquoise corset. I then leapt at Siann, slicing her arms off and then stabbing her through the head, leaving her hanging from the door. Then I turned to Mika, the woman who DARED to touch my master. Oh...you should have seen what I did to her. I sliced off that face of hers so perfectly before cutting her body to shreds. I allowed myself a loud laugh...so prideful was I of what I had done that I continued stabbing the corpse until it was reduced to nothing. I heard my master entering the castle and slowly walked up to his throne, sitting in it ever so calmly, blood splattered all over my clothes and face. His eyes widened as he looked at the torn cadavers lying about his throne room...and me...ever so happily filing my nails.
"The wonderful thing about women is that I'm the only one...", I sang, "I'm the ONLY one..."
My master smiled a little.
"I half expected you to get jealous, Zhei", he purred.
I stared right into his eyes. Want. Now. Have. Take. Feel. Lust invaded my mind and clouded my very perception.
"It's not like they were anything but additional warriors" continued my master, "I'm sure you can certainly make up for them without effort."
I nodded rapidly. Take me...Take me NOW. My heart started beating like a big brass band on LSD, and of course, my master noticed. He descended onto me in the throne, capturing my lips in an agressive kiss. The brass band was now having an epileptic seizure. His hand started to unlace my corset as my mind fogged with ecstasy. Gasping as it finally fell away, I was frozen in the throne.
He smiled.
Oh GOD he SMILED...before his lips slid from my mouth lower...lower...GOD YES!!!!
I found myself seated in his lap facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I could feel something...and I liked what I felt. I wanted. I needed. I craved. I lusted. And now...I would have him...he was ALL mine.
...OH...MY...FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!
Sheer pain and sheer pleasure seemed to blend together like the perfect banana smoothie with yogurt. He smiled that devilish smile again as I rode him in desperation.
Mine, mine, mine, mine, MINE
"You poor repressed thing...", he said, running a hand through my hair as we both continued this act most carnal. Neither one wanting it to ever stop.
He never moved his lips from right where I wanted them, as if he meant to make me writhe and scream in his grasp. He was doing a DAMN good job of it...
"Mmmmmm...."
Inappropriate moans continued to erupt from the throne room until with both grew tired and let ourselves reach release. I rested my head on his chest, gazing into his eyes lined with black makeup.
"I love you master...", I sighed, still out of breath.
My master ran a hand through my hair, his dark eyes seeming to echo my sentiments.
This was the way it was meant to be all along.
And we wouldn't have it any other way...
Idk about you guys...but I'd react the exact same way...I mean, look at him: http://mkc.planet.ee/pics/stills/unholy_alliance/pic023.jpg who the HELL wouldn't?
...okay maybe Zhei and I are both insane...