Beast
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Category:
Smallville › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,742
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Smallville, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Prologue
Beast
Flora Winters
I do not own Smallville and it is quite obvious that I can't make any money off of this either. It is a fanfiction. You can't make money off of fanfiction...unless of course you team up with the creator and through the power of Jesus Christ's cock, take over the world with gay goodness.
Summary: A psychotic international supermodel wants revenge against a global marketing company who had his boyfriend murdered. This is a future fiction. It will contain boy love, language, and violence.
Prologue
“I’m really not the kind of guy you want to piss off,” Ryo Matsuoka smiled malevolently with rose pink lips and eyes the color of amethyst gemstones. He scratched the side of the frightened man’s face with his deadly nails. They were so sharp he could literally carve flesh from bone with them.
“What the fuck do you want?” Alexander Luthor wheezed, flinching as he watched the deadly creature lick its bloody white fingers.
“All I want to know is why you ordered my boyfriend murdered,” he said in flawless English, spinning him around so he could have better access to his half naked body.
“What are you talking about?’ Alexander snarled, fighting to get free from him. “Who are you?”
“Cal Lennox!” Ryo shrieked in his sweat covered, bleeding face. “Why did you have him killed? Tell me!”
He threw Alexander down, putting a sharp heel to his throat.
“I’m warning you, Alexander,” he hissed like a poisonous reptile. “I can and will kill you.”
Alexander rolled his eyes. He heard this kind of bullshit talk every damn day of his life. This was nothing new to him. It was just that he had never been attacked in his own bedroom before.
Ryo removed his golden bird-like mask, revealing his mythological beauty. He was every male and female models wet fantasy made flesh. All the fashion magazines and runway whores from here to Milan said so.
“You!” Alexander gasped in slight surprise. “You?”
Ryo giggled, putting a paper white hand to his ice pink lips. “The beauty truly is the beast, huh, Alexander?”
Alexander was shocked. How in the world had this supermodel bitch bypassed all his state of the art security? Models were supposed to be stupid and look pretty for the cameras.
“You had him shot in the back of the skull,” Ryo whispered, gemstone eyes widening into insanity as his tone rose. “His brain was leaking out of his nostrils onto my vest!”
His long black hair began to coil and twist like serpents as his ivory white flesh began to glow with silver and mother of pearl scales. Long white fangs slid down from out of their fleshy pink pockets.
Alexander fought to get the sharp booted heel off of him, but it only made the demonic looking beauty press down harder against his throat.
“Let’s just say, Alexander,” Ryo hissed, looming down like some silver death from out of a black storm. “I’m not like all your other little models for Biolox. I’m a goddamn supermodel with super powers!”
“Hold it!” A deep voice shouted from behind him.
He rolled his lovely eyes, kicking Alexander across the face with his sharp booted foot, knocking him out, and spun around in a hiss of dark designer clothing. “Well, if it isn’t the Man of Steel himself. Doesn’t that outfit ever get uncomfortable?”
“I could ask the same of you, Ryo,” Superman said, looking at him with sad emerald green eyes.
Ryo snickered, taking a step towards him. “Beauty has its price, Clark.”
TBC…
Please review and tell me what you think.
In Chapter One, the story will take place in the past and will eventually lead up to this moment.
Flora.
Flora Winters
I do not own Smallville and it is quite obvious that I can't make any money off of this either. It is a fanfiction. You can't make money off of fanfiction...unless of course you team up with the creator and through the power of Jesus Christ's cock, take over the world with gay goodness.
Summary: A psychotic international supermodel wants revenge against a global marketing company who had his boyfriend murdered. This is a future fiction. It will contain boy love, language, and violence.
Prologue
“I’m really not the kind of guy you want to piss off,” Ryo Matsuoka smiled malevolently with rose pink lips and eyes the color of amethyst gemstones. He scratched the side of the frightened man’s face with his deadly nails. They were so sharp he could literally carve flesh from bone with them.
“What the fuck do you want?” Alexander Luthor wheezed, flinching as he watched the deadly creature lick its bloody white fingers.
“All I want to know is why you ordered my boyfriend murdered,” he said in flawless English, spinning him around so he could have better access to his half naked body.
“What are you talking about?’ Alexander snarled, fighting to get free from him. “Who are you?”
“Cal Lennox!” Ryo shrieked in his sweat covered, bleeding face. “Why did you have him killed? Tell me!”
He threw Alexander down, putting a sharp heel to his throat.
“I’m warning you, Alexander,” he hissed like a poisonous reptile. “I can and will kill you.”
Alexander rolled his eyes. He heard this kind of bullshit talk every damn day of his life. This was nothing new to him. It was just that he had never been attacked in his own bedroom before.
Ryo removed his golden bird-like mask, revealing his mythological beauty. He was every male and female models wet fantasy made flesh. All the fashion magazines and runway whores from here to Milan said so.
“You!” Alexander gasped in slight surprise. “You?”
Ryo giggled, putting a paper white hand to his ice pink lips. “The beauty truly is the beast, huh, Alexander?”
Alexander was shocked. How in the world had this supermodel bitch bypassed all his state of the art security? Models were supposed to be stupid and look pretty for the cameras.
“You had him shot in the back of the skull,” Ryo whispered, gemstone eyes widening into insanity as his tone rose. “His brain was leaking out of his nostrils onto my vest!”
His long black hair began to coil and twist like serpents as his ivory white flesh began to glow with silver and mother of pearl scales. Long white fangs slid down from out of their fleshy pink pockets.
Alexander fought to get the sharp booted heel off of him, but it only made the demonic looking beauty press down harder against his throat.
“Let’s just say, Alexander,” Ryo hissed, looming down like some silver death from out of a black storm. “I’m not like all your other little models for Biolox. I’m a goddamn supermodel with super powers!”
“Hold it!” A deep voice shouted from behind him.
He rolled his lovely eyes, kicking Alexander across the face with his sharp booted foot, knocking him out, and spun around in a hiss of dark designer clothing. “Well, if it isn’t the Man of Steel himself. Doesn’t that outfit ever get uncomfortable?”
“I could ask the same of you, Ryo,” Superman said, looking at him with sad emerald green eyes.
Ryo snickered, taking a step towards him. “Beauty has its price, Clark.”
TBC…
Please review and tell me what you think.
In Chapter One, the story will take place in the past and will eventually lead up to this moment.
Flora.