[Darth-BAW]

Darth-BAW couldn't help but smile. It was a goofy little grin which many of JABville's ladies found very charming in a candlelit bedroom. Here on the field of battle, however, it was a very unnerving sight. It had been far too long since he'd truly cut loose. His eyes flashed crimson to match his lightsaber blade as it arched lethally through the dim bar room, skillfully missing both himself and those he considered his comrades while slicing various lurkers into many scorched and smoking pieces.

He smiled knowingly at Blue as she slipped away, knowing she would be alright. Even if by some miracle the police did catch her this time he knew deep down she wouldn't really mind the kinds of things the Sheriff might demand of her. The thought made him laugh out loud and he fought even more vigorously. He felt the first wave of raiding police minutes before they crashed through the door and managed to slip through the crowd to the rear exit undetected.

He found himself staring down the barrel of a Baretta as soon as he stepped out the door. He froze for just a moment, quickly assessing the situation, then smiled. "Hey, John. How's it going, bud?"

Detective John McClane didn't smile, but his world weary eyes sparkled as he reholstered his weapon. "Not bad, Baw. You?"

The two men walked over and leaned against the side of McClane's old beat up unmarked car. John pulled out a cheap cigarette and began fighting with his lighter. "Not bad, John. Just had a bit of a workout in there so I'm still feeling a little frisky. How are all the working girls up at The Point doing?"

John grunted his disapproval, his lighter still refusing to cooperate. "They're as good as ever. I'm pissed though. One of them got roughed up a little the other night and the prick got away before I got there." He suddenly tossed the lighter onto the dirty alley floor. "You mind?"

Baw grinned, igniting his lightsaber. John very carefully held the tip of his cigarette to the blade, finally puffing the soothing smoke into the air. "Then when I asked her to describe him to me she couldn't. It was like his face had been erased from her mind."

Baw glared into the night. Everyone in JABville knew how he felt about beaters of women, and it was a point of pride with him to keep the city clean of them. "Want to me check it out?" he asked, his voice cold and deadly.

"If you don't mind." McClane said in his usual rough deadpan. They both moved from the car at the same time, the two men shaking hands firmly. "You'd better get out of here now, before the uniforms make it to the back. I know they can't take you, but I'd rather you not kill any of them either."

Baw just smirked and walked away, vanishing into the shadows. "Get some sleep, John. You look like shit."

[jaded_blue]

Ahhh it's been soooo long! So fantastic to have you in on this Bawster!! Fantastic piece!

[Elysium Bliss]

The fertility Goddess, regaled by the ensuing chaos she had initiated, began revealing a smile of jubilation from under her hardened exterior. This, we all know, was uncommon for Aveta, more so because it wasn’t a smile born of maliciousness, or evil intent, but one that emerged from within the very depths of her soul. For the first time in a long while, Aveta was enjoying herself.

“Fuckwads!” She abruptly burst out into cackling laughter!

As Aveta glanced around she noticed Blue, BlissyAlt, and SickPuppy were nowhere to be seen. “Typical.” She thought inwardly.

“Typical.” Bliss echoed verbally from between Aveta’s thighs.

The Goddess found herself enthralled to see that Hatter, the donkey loving son of a bitch, was still swinging wildly at any and all Lurkers he could lay his beady little bloodshot eyes upon. Each time the result was the same. The Lurker found their self overcome and frozen with trepidation. Hatter’s ax easily found its way embedded into their skull with an almost comical “Chump!” The maniacal madman was thriving on the malicious anarchy sweeping through the bar as it fueled his homicidal tendencies to an all time high.

Erikon, still reeling from BlissyAlt’s inadvertent Lurker toss, brushed himself off and with the help of his friend, Jovan, picked up the very Lurker that had landed on him. The usually calm rogue became annoyed and easily frustrated with the ever silent band of miscreants.

“I can sympathize with you Lurkers. Hell, I used to be one myself, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to be taken out of this by one of you!” Erikon fumed.

Grabbing one of the nearby beer bottles, Erikon smashed it over the Lurkers head sending a shower of tiny glass fragments and beer droplets into the nearby vicinity. The Lurker, dazed and confused, stumbled towards Jovan who with a mighty blow finished him off for the night. The two high-fived each other and went in search of more Lurkers glutton for punishment.

By now even Baw had escaped out the back leaving a few smoldering heaps on the floor as evidence of his presence.

From outside Sheriff XXX and Deputy Siggy entered “Hole in the Wall” only to be greeted with a few half empty beer bottles and a shower of beer nuts in their general direction. The establishment had become a madhouse of whirling body parts, flying debris, spilled blood, spewed profanity, and incomprehensible grunts. The two lawmen approached Aveta who stood defiant, proud, and pleasingly adjacent to the entrance.

“Oh boy.” Sheriff XXX rolled his eyes and sighed as he caught one of the half empty beer bottles in mid air and took a sip before continuing. “Who started this?”

Aveta peered over her shoulder, her fiery red hair cascaded along her smooth pale skin, and her glowing golden eyes caught the Sheriff and his deputy off guard. It was as if they were piercing their souls, to their very core of being. Her smile widened as she haughtily approached the two, the sound of her heels clicking along the barroom floor seemed to rise above the noise of the skirmish surrounding them.

“Well, if it isn’t the Boss Hogg and Roscoe of Jabville. In other words… idiots!” The Goddess tittered sarcastically.

The Sheriff took another sip from his bottle, swishing the bubbling, amber colored beverage within his mouth a few seconds before swallowing. “Y’know there are laws in Jabville that say I can ban you for talking that way to authority figures? Consider this your first warning.”

“Jabville doesn’t need this type of negative behavior bringing everyone down!” Deputy Siggy added. “Jabville is a city of business; we will not tolerate such degeneracy!”

From under Aveta’s skirt Bliss broke her silence. “Negative behavior!? Degeneracy!? Just look around. Everyone’s having more fun now than they have had in months! Hell I’ll even admit to having fun!”

Sheriff XXX took a glance downwards towards Aveta’s cunt and dryly replied back to her like a prudish teacher to a raucous student. “Fun is only acceptable when it’s controlled.”

“Relax your asshole Sheriff.” Aveta snarled.

The Sheriff didn’t approve of her profanity regardless of whether it was in a playful nature or not. The rules were rules and clearly in the eyes of the law Aveta had overstepped her boundaries. Peering from over the top of his sunglasses he took yet another sip of his beer. The hollow splash of liquid that was left signaled he had finished it. Calmly, emotionlessly he parted his lips bringing his index and middle fingers into view.

“That’s two.” Sheriff XXX exhaled.

Insulted, Aveta placed her palms along her milky smooth hips and gritted her teeth in disgust. First Blue and now Sheriff XXX, the audacity of Jabville, and the disrespect shown to her by many had become taxing on her ego. The Sheriff’s callous, arrogant nature was beginning to wear a little thin, even for the patience of a Goddess. Aveta stepped closer to the Sheriff, gently placing her blood red lips inches from his ear. Slowly, unnoticeably, she pulled her arm back and balled up her hand into a fist. The unnerving sound of her cracking knuckles could be heard by only the most astute of listeners.

“If there’s one thing I truly can’t stand, it’s authority with arrogance.” The Celtic beauty whispered softly.

CRACK-A-POW!

Sheriff XXX clung to consciousness as he stumbled backwards. His nose possibly broken and bloody, felt like it was on fire. Like so many before him he had underestimated Aveta and paid the price. He landed face first on the stained wooden floor with a loud thud, the taste and smell of iron and salt encompassing his senses. Sure he had fallen in a stupor so many times before but only when he had drunken himself shitfaced and of his own accord, but this… this was different.

“Ooooh! What a hit Aveta!” Bliss cheered.

Aveta gently patted her pussy with playful warmth and love and smiled. “Shut it cunt.”

The crowd of patrons, Jabber and Lurker alike, laughed and cheered enthusiastically as they witnessed the Sheriff laid out amongst them. Even the weary looking John McClane, who had stealthily made his way in from the rear entrance found some humor in the situation, as he puffed away at the last remnants of his cigarette and tossed it to the ground.

“Can’t say he didn’t deserve it. Guy’s an asshole.” McClane whispered as he pulled out another cigarette. In all his ragged charm he nudged MF with his elbow. “Got a lighter?”

Deputy Siggy rushed forward towards Aveta and her cunt but was tackled to the ground from a few Lurkers still itching to fight. His glasses, which rarely left his face, were knocked to the floor in a puddle of spilt beer next to Sheriff XXX, and despite his timid appearance and nature the deputy surprisingly held his own against the transgressors.

Aveta took the opportunity to dash out from the establishment blowing a few kisses to Sheriff XXX, who was still reeling from her powerful wallop. The Goddess quickly hopped over the deputy and the enraged Lurkers bolting out into the bustling street beyond. The adrenaline intoxicated her and Aveta chuckled with passion-filled delight weaving her way around curious onlookers and pedestrians.

“That was…Amusing.” She grinned, looking down at her hidden pussy. “Sometimes… on rare occasions we do make quite the team don’t we cunt?”

Bliss warmed to Aveta’s newfound passion. In the long millennia they had existed together never had she seen her Mistress so vivacious, so sparkling. For whatever reasons… to which she didn’t really care… Bliss felt a kindness emanating from Aveta.

“Yes Aveta.” Bliss smiled, in a way only a pussy could, basking in the jovial energies coursing throughout her Mistress. “Yes we do.”

[jaded_blue]

LMMFAO!! What a way with words Blissy! An absolutely perfect addition! Oooooooo, I can't wait to read more from everyone. This is getting to be soooooo exciting!

[BlissyAlt]

It certainly has taken on a life of its own with so many POVs. I too look forward to what's coming next. Terrific writing all of you.

[Photh]

Shoot! The cops were here. Time for one last throw. Finding an intact beer bottle, Photh searched for a target. Deciding to help Deputy Siggy, fired a fastball at the closest lurker. Watched the bottle halfway before a pitcher shattered above his right ear.

His cheek grew warm as blood poured from the pulp that had been a right ear. "WPWT," was all Photh had time to say before the bar floor delivered a vicious uppercut. "Wonder who’s got ER duty to... ni..."

[jaded_blue]

Wooooohoooooo Photh! Oh! Ouch! Shit! Poor Photh....

[DkTrper]

Darktrooper war journal.
Entry date: 07-20-2009
Supplemental-002

Ahh, so much better.

Finally, the jet lag is gone. Command is never easy, anyway.

While reading the recon droid last report of the bar fight, i saw the new law enforcement officers at action, and the goddess response to authority. That was expected. still, it was good data. the recon droid is at the outpost now, R&R was in call. who knows, i think i'll go to the colony for closer inspection. I better tell Lt. EVA to ready my drop pod.

End of line.

[Sickpuppy]

Holy Shit! this all is so good, Darth, welcome back to the madness, Bliss, I laughed till I peed, which is acceptable because I am a dog. Photh, ouch, good luck at the ER, DK, jetlag is a bitch, glad your over it.

[Erikon]

Freakin awesome chapters, Baw and Blissy! and great adds,Photh and Dktrpr!

This post has been edited by Erikon: 21 July 2009 - 05:41 AM

[jaded_blue]

Blue flitted through the alleyways of JABville, the BlissyAlt hot on her heels. They passed the back doors of several shops she knew and loved. The Corner flew by on her left; a single metal door with green trim and a trash can green dumpster beside it. Most may not know that was the back way into the Corner but Blue knew her town well.

Next they passed by the back of Oootex’s Weaponry and Fine Metals, then Annie’s House of Death. A mere moment later they were flying behind Club JAB and The Gallery. Now they rushed passed the back of the Laundromat owned and operated by DarkMage. All of a sudden Blue practically stopped barely continuing on a at snails pace.

Blue paused outside the back door of the next shop on the street. A shop that she hadn’t been to in quite some time. An old familiar longing slammed into her with such force that she actually gasped as it wrenched its way around her heart. Blue didn’t even notice the BlissyAlt looking at her with concern as she was too consumed with what she was feeling.

She took a step closer to the door and her longing intensified. Slowly she lifted one slender pale hand and laid it gently against the door. The door was cool to the touch. She swayed forward and laid her forehead against the door also. Blue sighed.

She stayed that way, in no hurry to leave, allowing her regret and yearning to wash over her. Minutes passed without even being accounted for. Time had no meaning for Blue. Much too soon she was startled out of her thoughts when the BlissyAlt placed its hand gently upon her shoulder.

Blue looked up at her friend and the BlissyAlt could see the genuine sadness in her eyes.

“Why don’t you just go in, Blue,” the BlissyAlt whispered.

Blue was already shaking her head, her pink hair whipping around with the intense movement, almost fearful by the thought of actually entering this establishment. But the BlissyAlt refused to allow her to give up this easily.

“I know for a fact that you are more courageous and have more heart than you give yourself credit for,” the BlissyAlt began. “I’ll be here for you should anything happen. You can do this... you HAVE to do this ”

Blue stared at the BlissyAlt in awe, it was the most she had ever heard it say at one time. Then she began to giggle. The BlissyAlt gave her a dirty look and it only made her giggle harder. But that was enough to set her mind at ease. She would do it! She would go in!

Blue turned back to the door and cautiously tried the handle. It was unlocked. These were trusting souls here in JABville. She opened the door swiftly and stepped inside before she could change her mind. She left the BlissyAlt out in the alley. The door shut firmly behind Blue.

The BlissyAlt looked up at the very tiny sign that hung above the door Blue just went through, it read ‘BullsEye’ in lettering so small that a normal person might not even see it. The BlissyAlt smiled and leaned against the wall to wait.

* * *

The door closed quietly behind Blue and she waited patiently in the darkness of the storeroom for her eyes to adjust. In the blackness, dark forms began to take shape. To the left boxes of supplies were piled high, to her right she could see Dart’s desk. Just beyond the desk in between the storeroom and the front of the shop was the stairs that led up to Darts apartment.

She assumed that Dart had retired for the evening because the front of the shop was in shadows also. He was up those stairs, perhaps already undressed and laying in bed. The thought brought a shiver of delicious anticipation coursing through her. She stepped lightly towards the stairs.

Blue stood at the bottom of the stairway staring upwards. She could barely make out the steps in the gloom but a thin line of light marked her destination. Dart was still up. Blue smiled, the corners of her mouth turning up and deepening the dimple in her cheek, her eyes were alight with excitement and delight. The smile transformed her, made her appear younger, more vital and alive.

At the foot of the stairs she quietly kicked off her shoes. Swiftly her clothes followed, thrown casually on top of her shoes. Her bra sailed onto the pile with the same carelessness and she had to physically stifle a giggle by clamping her hands over her mouth.

When she had control of herself once more, she slipped two hooked fingers into the waistband of her panties and pushed down. Kicking free of the silken piece of lace she took one silent step upwards onto the steps. And then she took another.

Her full breasts swayed with the climb. Her dark pink nipples hardened and she felt her cunt heat and become slick. She felt wickedly sensual. It had been an eternity since she had last felt this way. She reached the top of the stairway and reached for the doorknob.

Blue opened the door and peered around it, her naked body blocked from Dart’s view by the door itself. Spotted Dart immediately, sitting in his favorite La-Z-Boy and reading the JABville Journal, getting his news fix before heading off to bed. Blue could see the title heading the front page. Bizarre News Helicopter Crash Being Investigated.

Dart looked over the edge of the paper in shock, startled that someone had just opened the door to his apartment without knocking. His surprise turned to joy which he quickly masked with a scowl. He turned his face back to his newspaper and pretended to continue scanning it.

“What are you doing here, Blue?” he asked as if he was completely uninterested in the answer.

Blue stepped fully into the room, her nudity as of yet unnoticed. Firmly she closed the door behind herself and turned the deadbolt. Dart heard the click, he had to, it was practically deafening in the silence and yet he continued to study the newspaper as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. Just for effect, she was sure, he shook it a little, as if trying to shake out the wrinkles or get a better view of something on the page.

Blue stalked towards Dart, stopping right in front of him. Her head was visible to him over the newspaper but he still didn’t look up. She stared at him and waited.

It seemed like an eternity but he finally did raise his eyes to hers. He arched his eyebrow, effectively questioning her with his features. Blue did the only thing she could do, she plucked the newspaper from his hand and tossed it across the room.

Dart turned his head to watch it fly. “Hey . . .” he began turning to look back at her and that was as far as he got.

He had finally noticed her lack of clothes and, though he tried to stop it, his body responded of its own accord. His stomach tightened and his heartbeat accelerated. His cock began to twitch in his sweats, pulling them slightly away from his pelvic area.

Sweat began to bead across his brow. “Blue . . .”

“Shhhh, don’t say anything,” Blue replied while kneeling down between his slightly spread legs.

Blue grabbed ahold of the top of Darts sweats and jerked on them roughly. A ripping sound filled the air and Blue smirked. Darts cock sprang to life before her. Fully hardened, the crown purple and glistening with pre-cum.

Blue struck quickly and with no warning. One second Darts cock was visible and the next it was enveloped in a warm wet mouth. Blue’s lips kissed the base of his shaft and the head of his dick was squeezed by the back of her throat. He groaned loudly, unable to help himself, his hands gripped the La-Z-Boy for dear life.

She alternated her pace on his cock. Starting out swiftly and then slowing down to a snails pace. Gently rising her head so only the tip of his dick remained pursed between her lips and then torturously gliding her mouth back downwards.

Her fingers dug lightly into the inside of his thighs as she continued her mouth dance along his cock. He felt the tingling sensation begin in the pit of his stomach and tried to stop her before it was too late. But she was relentless. Sucking, slurping, swallowing. He came; came hard and she gulped every last drop. Even gently licking his cock clean when it had finished throbbing within her throat. It was over way to soon for him.

Dart picked Blue up and threw her over his shoulder. Hastily he made his way into his bedroom and deposited her on his bed. He ripped his shirt off over his head and tossed it. He also removed what was left of his sweats. Blue watched this, growing more excited by the second.

Within seconds he was in bed with her and she turned to him. Kissing him, touching him, smashing her body to his. She couldn’t get enough of him. She wanted more. She wanted it all.

“Please, Dart, fuck me,” she whispered breathlessly.

And then he was there. Between her legs, stroking her clit with his fingers, gently nipping at one nipple. She arched into his hand, pleading with her body for more. He stroked her until she thought she could stand it no longer, until she thought she would die with the need to be filled. She almost resorted to begging as she writhed beneath his touch but then he was there.

All of him, gliding his cock into her slippery pussy in one slam. She almost came then, almost couldn’t control herself, nothing but pure will kept her from coming at that exact moment. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer to her. As he bucked on top of her she rode the wave of pleasure, moaning her approval into his neck.

She could hold out no longer. She didn’t have the will to hold out any longer, she gave in to what her body and his commanded of her. Her eyes squeezed shut and a burst of color exploded behind them. Her world rocked, her mind shattered, nothing mattered and everything did, she was free. She came hard.

Barely a moment later, he came too. She felt his seed spill into her and she came again. They clung together, their sweat mingling, their breathing harsh, their heartbeats slamming rapidly in their chests. Blue kissed Dart, he kissed her back. They smiled at each other.

* * *

As Blue and Dart lay relaxing in his bed a loud pounding begins in the front of Dart’s store.

“JPD! Open up!” Sheriff XXX yelled from the outside of the shop.

“Shit,” Blue squealed as she leaped out of bed. “I am so fucked!” Then she blushed realizing what she had just said. “And it was delightful, Dart,” she added with a wink.

Dart chuckled. “Don’t worry, Blue, I’ll hold them off while you sneak out the back,” he whispered as they raced down the stairs.

Blue gave Dart one last kiss on the cheek and a friendly pat on the ass and then swooped up her clothes and darted towards the back door of the shop. Within moments she was out into the back alley. Grabbing BlissyAlt by the hand, ignoring Alty’s shock that Blue was still naked, they once again sped off into other area’s of JABville.

7/20/09

[Elysium Bliss]

FUCKING WOW!!! That chapter had a lot of heart, and of course sex!!! Thanks for setting that bar up higher Blue!!!

[Sickpuppy]

You just gave me jaded_blue balls

[DkTrper]

Well done, Blue. Pic related.

[Copy Of]

"mouth dance"

I now have to reconsider my stance that all women are teases. Blue finally put out! Yay for sex!!

Who's this Dart guy?