Dark Angel: What if?
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Category:
1 through F › Dark Angel
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
13,867
Reviews:
36
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Dark Angel, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Missing Heat
Authors Note:
Sorry for the delay, I’ve been struggling with a bad case of writer’s block and computer problems. Thanks for all the reviews and requests. Especially the large review someone just submitted with a number of requests. This story is actually something I had written awhile ago at a request from someone on another site. It definitely isn’t one of my better stories but I figured I should update something after all the reviews and requests I have received.
The following is pointless smut, even more so than usual. If you don’t like the idea of Max having sex with random strangers then turn away now.
Once again, requests are encouraged.
MISSING HEAT
(Max going into Heat was a major plot point in two episodes in season one but completely vanished in season two. Was it cured during her stay in Manticore or did she just deal with it off screen during season two? We might never know. What if she wasn’t cured, what could of happened in one of those off screen heated moments?)
(This story could really take place during season one or two, or even before season one. There is little to no reference to any episodes or characters other than Max.)
Max thought she had it beat, three long days she had struggled to maintain control. Countless ice cold showers to cool her overheated skin, three days she spent hidden away from the world in her apartment. She thought it had been over, she thought a relaxing night drive on her baby wouldn’t hurt, that the cold Seattle night air would help her clear her head.
But now she found herself in an alley, near the back entrance to some seedy bar in a part of town where she knew none of her friends would ever come, a place where no one would ever recognize her. On her back, gasping for breath as two drunk men slowly undressed her.
Their dirty hands on her, roaming over her body, groping and squeezing, drunken and clumsily tugging on the little clothes that still covered her. She didn’t fight back, but instead relaxed as they pushed her down and forced her to lie back on the cold hard cement.
She kept her eyes closed and let herself enjoy the feeling of the hands molesting her. Gasping loudly as one of the large hands closed around her breast, pawing her roughly before pinching her nipple, he bent down, capturing her aching flesh in his mouth, his teeth lightly biting her and Max though she was going to cum right there.
The other man reached under her and squeezed her firm ass. Instinctively Max lifted her hips and helped him shimmy off the overly tight pair of jeans she was wearing. Finally she was naked and both men groaned with approval before reaching for their own pants.
She could barely hear the sound of zippers being undone over the sound of her pounding heart. Three long days of unbelievable need and anticipation was finally going to be satisfied.
“Ohgodmmmh,” Max moaned as she felt a hard cock press against her soaking pussy. Unable to control herself her hips jerked up pushing another inch inside of her.
“Unghh,” the man groaned barely able to hold on to his composure. She was so tight and wet and her cunt squeezed his cock as if it was never going to let go.
Max threw her head back, her body arching off the cold wet cement. She let out a breathless moan as the man leaned into her, his cock sliding into her wet and waiting body.
She felt hands entangle themselves in her hair, a surprisingly gently touch and she knew what he wanted so she parted her lips.
The man looked down at her, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, his throbbing cock barely an inch away from her pouty parted lips. It was like a dream come true. “Ohhfuck,” he groaned loudly as Max leaned forward and pressed her lips against the tip of his cock.
She opened her mouth for him; her tongue darted out and licked the underside of his cock earning another loud groan from the man. Max smiled and moaned, her lips dragging along his shaft as he pushed his cock into her warm mouth. He tasted like sweat, cum, and sex. It was dirty and disgusting and it just made her want more.
Max moaned around the dick in her mouth, her head bobbing back in forth as she slurped on him. The other man’s hands dug into her waist his hips grinding against hers, the three of them slowly finding a rhythm.
Faster and harder they began to fuck. Max panted, moaning wildly with thrust. Her body felt like it was on fire, a small ember of pleasure inside her growing brighter every time the man plunged himself inside of her.
“Look at me,” the man whose cock she was sucking moaned, but she ignored him. She didn’t want to see them, just feel them. She wanted to taste him, so she swirled her tongue harder against his cock, rubbing him against the roof of her mouth reaching up and started to stroke him.
It was too much for him, and with a grunt he came. His warm cum filled Max’s mouth, she pulled away with a gasp, swirling his seed in her mouth with her tongue before swallowing it with a moan. Her grasp around the man’s cock loosened and he fell to his side, drunk and exhausted.
She was covered in sweat, her ass red and sore from grinding against the cold hard cement, cum dripped from her lips. She had waited for so long for this, and she didn’t want to wait any longer.
“Harder,” she moaned grabbing the man’s thigh with her hands, urging him to fuck her harder. “Harder!” she demanded through clenched teeth as he began to thrust into her.
So with a grunt he slammed into her with everything he had left. Driving his cock as deeply into her as he could. Max moaned, and cried out, her tightly little body gleaming with sweat in the moonlight. She threw her hips up at him meeting him half thrust. The action was enough to send her crashing over the edge.
“OHhhhfuckme,” she whined out. Her eyes opening wide for the first time since she dragged the two men out of the bar. “Fuckmeeee,” she cried her body jerked up, trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her.
The man leaned over her, grunting loudly as he came inside of her, her pussy convulsing around his cock milking him of everything he had left in him. Her legs wrapped around him squeezing him until he could barely breathe.
“OHhgodohhgod,” Max whimpered, her hips grinding wildly against the man, holding his cock deep inside of her. She let go of his thighs and grasped her pussy rubbing her clit hard as the final orgasmic wave coursed through her.
Then finally, after three days, she finally truly relaxed. Her body went slack, her hands trailed back up to her stomach. She laid there for a moment, motionless as she tried to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and mentally berated herself for having so little self control.
When she opened them she found the two men laying there sleeping. She groaned and look down at herself. She was caked in dirt and mud. Red scratches ran down her stomach and across her breasts. Exhausted she picked herself up off the ground and gathered her clothes.
Slowly she dressed herself and stumbled out of the alley way. It was over for now; she was free for another four months. She had let Manticore win this time, but she swore she would never let it happen again.
Sorry for the delay, I’ve been struggling with a bad case of writer’s block and computer problems. Thanks for all the reviews and requests. Especially the large review someone just submitted with a number of requests. This story is actually something I had written awhile ago at a request from someone on another site. It definitely isn’t one of my better stories but I figured I should update something after all the reviews and requests I have received.
The following is pointless smut, even more so than usual. If you don’t like the idea of Max having sex with random strangers then turn away now.
Once again, requests are encouraged.
MISSING HEAT
(Max going into Heat was a major plot point in two episodes in season one but completely vanished in season two. Was it cured during her stay in Manticore or did she just deal with it off screen during season two? We might never know. What if she wasn’t cured, what could of happened in one of those off screen heated moments?)
(This story could really take place during season one or two, or even before season one. There is little to no reference to any episodes or characters other than Max.)
Max thought she had it beat, three long days she had struggled to maintain control. Countless ice cold showers to cool her overheated skin, three days she spent hidden away from the world in her apartment. She thought it had been over, she thought a relaxing night drive on her baby wouldn’t hurt, that the cold Seattle night air would help her clear her head.
But now she found herself in an alley, near the back entrance to some seedy bar in a part of town where she knew none of her friends would ever come, a place where no one would ever recognize her. On her back, gasping for breath as two drunk men slowly undressed her.
Their dirty hands on her, roaming over her body, groping and squeezing, drunken and clumsily tugging on the little clothes that still covered her. She didn’t fight back, but instead relaxed as they pushed her down and forced her to lie back on the cold hard cement.
She kept her eyes closed and let herself enjoy the feeling of the hands molesting her. Gasping loudly as one of the large hands closed around her breast, pawing her roughly before pinching her nipple, he bent down, capturing her aching flesh in his mouth, his teeth lightly biting her and Max though she was going to cum right there.
The other man reached under her and squeezed her firm ass. Instinctively Max lifted her hips and helped him shimmy off the overly tight pair of jeans she was wearing. Finally she was naked and both men groaned with approval before reaching for their own pants.
She could barely hear the sound of zippers being undone over the sound of her pounding heart. Three long days of unbelievable need and anticipation was finally going to be satisfied.
“Ohgodmmmh,” Max moaned as she felt a hard cock press against her soaking pussy. Unable to control herself her hips jerked up pushing another inch inside of her.
“Unghh,” the man groaned barely able to hold on to his composure. She was so tight and wet and her cunt squeezed his cock as if it was never going to let go.
Max threw her head back, her body arching off the cold wet cement. She let out a breathless moan as the man leaned into her, his cock sliding into her wet and waiting body.
She felt hands entangle themselves in her hair, a surprisingly gently touch and she knew what he wanted so she parted her lips.
The man looked down at her, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, his throbbing cock barely an inch away from her pouty parted lips. It was like a dream come true. “Ohhfuck,” he groaned loudly as Max leaned forward and pressed her lips against the tip of his cock.
She opened her mouth for him; her tongue darted out and licked the underside of his cock earning another loud groan from the man. Max smiled and moaned, her lips dragging along his shaft as he pushed his cock into her warm mouth. He tasted like sweat, cum, and sex. It was dirty and disgusting and it just made her want more.
Max moaned around the dick in her mouth, her head bobbing back in forth as she slurped on him. The other man’s hands dug into her waist his hips grinding against hers, the three of them slowly finding a rhythm.
Faster and harder they began to fuck. Max panted, moaning wildly with thrust. Her body felt like it was on fire, a small ember of pleasure inside her growing brighter every time the man plunged himself inside of her.
“Look at me,” the man whose cock she was sucking moaned, but she ignored him. She didn’t want to see them, just feel them. She wanted to taste him, so she swirled her tongue harder against his cock, rubbing him against the roof of her mouth reaching up and started to stroke him.
It was too much for him, and with a grunt he came. His warm cum filled Max’s mouth, she pulled away with a gasp, swirling his seed in her mouth with her tongue before swallowing it with a moan. Her grasp around the man’s cock loosened and he fell to his side, drunk and exhausted.
She was covered in sweat, her ass red and sore from grinding against the cold hard cement, cum dripped from her lips. She had waited for so long for this, and she didn’t want to wait any longer.
“Harder,” she moaned grabbing the man’s thigh with her hands, urging him to fuck her harder. “Harder!” she demanded through clenched teeth as he began to thrust into her.
So with a grunt he slammed into her with everything he had left. Driving his cock as deeply into her as he could. Max moaned, and cried out, her tightly little body gleaming with sweat in the moonlight. She threw her hips up at him meeting him half thrust. The action was enough to send her crashing over the edge.
“OHhhhfuckme,” she whined out. Her eyes opening wide for the first time since she dragged the two men out of the bar. “Fuckmeeee,” she cried her body jerked up, trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her.
The man leaned over her, grunting loudly as he came inside of her, her pussy convulsing around his cock milking him of everything he had left in him. Her legs wrapped around him squeezing him until he could barely breathe.
“OHhgodohhgod,” Max whimpered, her hips grinding wildly against the man, holding his cock deep inside of her. She let go of his thighs and grasped her pussy rubbing her clit hard as the final orgasmic wave coursed through her.
Then finally, after three days, she finally truly relaxed. Her body went slack, her hands trailed back up to her stomach. She laid there for a moment, motionless as she tried to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and mentally berated herself for having so little self control.
When she opened them she found the two men laying there sleeping. She groaned and look down at herself. She was caked in dirt and mud. Red scratches ran down her stomach and across her breasts. Exhausted she picked herself up off the ground and gathered her clothes.
Slowly she dressed herself and stumbled out of the alley way. It was over for now; she was free for another four months. She had let Manticore win this time, but she swore she would never let it happen again.