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Come to the Darkness

The challenge had been issued.

Medusa had wanted Stein long enough, that was obvious enough. There was a kinship between them that neither of them could deny. She had tried so hard to convince him to join her; to accept madness and be beside her in the darkness. Of course, Stein had refused; his infuriating loyalty to the Reaper getting in her way.

But not tonight; Medusa was determined to have Stein join her. If only for the night, she would have him.

Medusa waited, lurking in the shadows outside Stein's house - waiting for him to return from some errand. Her hood was pulled up over her head to hide her face, the darkness of her bodysuit making her melt into the shadows. Medusa's Soul Protect was in place, but only to avoid detection by the Grim Reaper. She knew that if Stein's senses were as good as they were rumored to be, and she knew for a fact that they were, he would sense her there.

She bit her lower lip as she waited, unable to contain her anxiety. Where was he? What was taking so long? Medusa could feel her heart rate racing - but she would focus, and remain the calm, cool and collected Witch that she always was.

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Feeling his cock poke against her lips made Medusa smirk a bit. As he spoke she leaned down and brushed her lips against the side of his shaft, and along the tip. She let out another short hum before she sat back, bringing one finger up to drag through the stray dripping of cum on her breasts.

"Oh I'd hope so..." Medusa chuckled.

With a wave of her fingers she disappeared, melting into shadows before his very eyes. His chair, abandoned at the end of the hall, did the same.

"Let's make a game of it, shall we?" Medusa's voice echoed through the house. "See if you can find me, Stein, I'll be waiting~"

She didn't make an ordeal out of finding a hiding place. Medusa simply reappeared in another room - a laboratory room of some sort. She sat propped up in his chair, her own fingers sliding between her thighs, coaxing soft gasps and moans from her to give him a hint to her location.

Medusa was definitely doing a great job keeping his cock hard. The sight of his cum on her breasts, the feeling of her lips against his cock ensured that he'd be left wanting more. Medusa may be a witch and a sworn enemy of the Grim Reaper, but at this moment, he couldn't care less about that. He wanted to fuck her even more, as often as he could, in every way he could.

But what she did next nearly made him laugh, until he realized she was serious. He could try tracking her soul signature if she wasn't a witch, but the moment she disappeared, his post-orgasmic bliss instead immediately turned into sexual frustration. He growled under his breath, and had to gather his loosened clothing.

He thought that he could hear her further down the corridor, but of course, that could have just as easily been another one of his experiments after the anesthesia wore off. Stein tried to keep quiet so that he could hear where she might be, but with the erection that was quickly getting painful.

As much as she wanted him, and as badly as she wanted to be fucked, Medusa wouldn't be Medusa without making it a little challenging for Stein. Any woman could just bow to his whims and satisfy his carnal needs; but Medusa was more than that. She wanted to draw out that sexual frustration, make him work for it. Besides, she had just been the one doing all the work, after all.

Her middle finger slid between her folds, slick from how wet she'd become while sucking him off in the hallway. The pad of her finger brushed against her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her and making Medusa cry out a bit louder. Her back arched against the chair, Medusa had to grab the nearest empty lab table to keep herself steady.

"Aaaaah....Stein..." She moaned out his name, dropping another hint to him as she continued working herself over with her fingers. Her hand slid even lower to let her middle finger push just barely inside her.

It was true; she did do all of the work just now, and as good as it felt to have her tits wrapped around his cock while she sucked every last drop of cum out of him, she wouldn't be Medusa wouldn't making him work for the rest. Every nerve ending of his cock was on fire with sensitivity, he needed more, and he needed it now.

As he turned the corner, he finally began to hear her. In his frustration and anxiety, he could barely hear her before, but now it was loud and clear. Practically running, he takes off, his hand reaching out for the doorknob as soon as he sees it.

He slammed the door open, but what he saw made him pause. "Couldn't wait?" he asked, slowly making his way towards her, like a cat stalking its prey.

Medusa's face was flushed as she glanced up to Stein when he entered. She chuckled a bit and slid her finger out, though allowed it to continue teasing her clit for a moment longer.

"Just tiding myself over - I wasn't sure how long you'd make me wait," with a soft sigh, Medusa pulled her hand from between her legs and reached both arms back. Her hands gripped the lab table behind her to steady the chair.

Her thighs were spread wide; one ankle hooked around his thigh to tug him towards her.

"I need you, Franken Stein..."

The sight was incredibly lewd, and yet so arousing that he was more than willing to forgive the disappearing act. He wasn't going to keep her waiting much longer; despite the blowjob and titfuck, he was hot and bothered, and wanting more.

Much more.

"I can see that," he whispered back, as her ankle hooked around him. He wasted no time; he grabbed his shaft at the base, and allowed her ankle to pull him inside of her, throwing caution to the wind and allowing her to pull as much of him as he wanted into her, using his hand to guide his cock inside.

Medusa moaned loudly as he slipped inside her. Oh, it had been too long since she'd felt this pleasure. Feeling Stein's cock stretch her walls was incredible and it sent sparks of pleasure through her.

"Ooh, you're still so hard and thick, Stein," Medusa moaned, rolling her hips against him, wanting him in as deep as he could go. "Oh God, fuck me Stein..."

Medusa's lust was insatiable on any given day. But the foreplay from earlier, having him fuck her tits and mouth made her just as horny as he was. She was already wet enough for him to slide in easily.

She didn't have to tell him twice. With how easily his cock slipped inside of her, it didn't take long at all for him to be buried inside of Medusa's hot, wet slit, down the hilt, his balls resting against her ass.

Stein let out a low moan of pleasure. Why hadn't he done this with her sooner? It would have been a lie to say he wasn't attracted to the witch, because he most definitely does. The way he was thrusting in and out of her should be proof enough of that.

Every time he drew his cock out of her to just below the head, the pounded back into her, not even trying to be gentle; not that he thought she would have wanted him to be gentle. Every time he thrust his entire length into her, there was a vulgar slap noise that rang out. If she wanted him to fuck her, he would, and he wasn't going to hold back in any way.

Medusa's grip on the tables tightened as he began his chain of thrusts. With each movement he made, Stein's tip brushed against that soft spot inside her, making Medusa moan and her body grow tense. No, she most certainly did not want him to be gentle. She wanted it as hard and hot as he could deliver, and thus far he was right on point.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, tightening to keep him in deep. She didn't hear the slick noises of their fucking, her ears were too full of her own moaning and her heart pounding as it accelerated.

"Oh yes, just like that," Medusa gave a lustful laugh as she tipped her head back, drinking in the pure feeling of pleasure and lust that washed over her.

All that pent-up energy he couldn't spend elsewhere, Medusa was more than happy to let him unleash it on her and her wanting pussy.

He could feel that soft spot. Stein treated this every bit as much like an experiment as he did as sex, but that didn't mean he wasn't enjoying this. In fact, it wouldn't take a genius to see just how much he was.

Stein's breath was coming in short, labored gasps as he pounded Medusa for all she was worth. She had an incredible body, and her status as a witch be damned, he wanted it in every way he could have it. Unleashed it was, he was pistoning her with the energy he had used in so many fights before.

"Medusa... fuck..." he moaned, gripping her hips so tightly that he would have been worried about leaving a bruise if he had the clarity of mind to do so. His hand reached up and gripped one of her breasts, his cock twitching inside of her even more.

He thought maybe he'd last longer than this, but he was losing that battle. The noises Medusa was making would provide him with good dreams for at least the next month.

The harder, and longer he fucked her, the more taut and tense Medusa's body became. She could feel her climax mounting, ready to crash over her at any second. Her nails dug into the metal of the table, leaving scratches. Additionally, Medusa's cries of lust and need were growing louder, needier.

"Stein-...Stein don't stop, don't stop I'm so close-!!" Medusa's hands moved from the table to wrap around him. Even if that meant they were less stable in their stance.

If anything, the movement of the chair seemed to add to the power of his thrusts. Medusa's nails sank into the fabric of his shirt, wanting skin, wanting him.

Medusa's breath caught in her chest, even if her mouth froze open like it had, her entire body was trembling - her climax was threatening to overcome her.

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