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Hot rage rushed through June's body as Caliborn shoved her to the ground, finally obtaining the upper hand in their tussle. June wasn't sure how long they've been fighting but jegus she didn't understand why Caliborn wouldn't throw in the towel already. June looked up at the cherub through narrowed eyes, finding his face to be absolutely tattered, riddled with bumps and bruises, bright red blood leaking from his nose. His teeth were bared and his brow bones furrowed. His gaze pierced right back through hers, through interlocked looks serving as fuel of their full blown resentment.
Caliborn swiftly raised a leg to deal a kick to June's face, but June was faster. She caught the cherub's ankle in her hand and pulled Caliborn down. Quickly, she grasped him by his shoulders, using them as leverage to swing herself over his torso, successfully pinning him. She dug her fingers into his collarbone feeling the fibers of his clothes tether under her fingernails. She violently yanked him up by his shirt and rammed her fist straight across his face.
Caliborn's head flopped back down to the ground in a thunk, his eye now shut tight. Sudden exhaust hit June as their fight lulled. She heaved as she looked down at her opponent, who was seemingly knocked out for the time being. She went to call Caliborn's name, but her throat was too ridged to make any sounds besides that of breathing.
To her utter disappointment, Caliborn's eyes snapped back open, filling her gut right back up with adrenaline. Her muscles tensed as he waited for Caliborn to attempt to break free from her grasp. She kept her hands planted firmly against the base of his neck, and her knees digging into his sides. It took Caliborn a few moments to blink away his unconscious, but once he did, he locked intense gazes with June.
June's jaw twitched, and she tried her best to keep her eyes from widening as Caliborn presented her with a questionable expression. His eyes were half lidded, his teeth basically pouring out of his mouth in a scraggled smirk. June suddenly felt self conscious as her eyes flitted to the position they were in. The way her legs straddled his hips was rather suggestive if not given the proper context on their brawl. Both of their bodies were drenched in hot liquid, whether it was sweat or blood or spit. Even now they lingered in it, no suggestion that they would move. As strange as it was, it was even stranger how intimate it felt.
The way Caliborn's eyes lingered on June reminded her of the time Calliope decided to have an impromptu conversation with her about cherub romance. That of which, doesn't really exist. The way cherubs mated was more akin to what would be described as black attraction, yet not in the same vein as a kismesis. It seemed like an entire other level of hatred to the point “romance” didn't feel like the right thing to call it.
Caliborn's gaze held a glint of heavy loathing, yet also an invitation for June to rip his clothes off and violently fuck him. A weird twinge fluttered in June's stomach at the thought of being a victim to Caliborn's morbid as fuck breeding intentions. She couldn't tell whether it was nausea or…
No no no no NO. It was most definitely nausea. June was absolutely disgusted by this entire ordeal of the interpretation of Caliborn's bedroom eyes.
She hiked him back up by his shirt, screaming in rage as she flipped their position, slamming him onto his stomach, pining his back with her knee and bashing his face into the ground. Fortunately for him, Caliborn countered, bucking his legs up to unbalance her. June flailed, grasping onto the hem of Caliborn's cape, only to face her detriment as the cherub toppled on top of her.
They were now clumsily pressed against each other. June felt Caliborn's breath warm her neck, his hands finding place on either side of her torso, and his legs jankily colliding with hers. June was suddenly hypersensitive to every inch of contact they shared, the weight of Caliborn's physicality seemingly locking her in place.
She bit back a gasp as she…felt something. It couldn't be, she thought. June's gaze flew down to where hers and Caliborn's lower halves touched, snapping her gaze right back up in utter embarrassment as she beheld such an unholy sight. June wasn't an expert of cherub anatomy, in fact she knew nothing, but she was pretty much damn fucking sure Caliborn was massively bricked up. And the worst part about it was…she couldn't stop her lower area from ceasing up as well.
She screamed internally as her body's nondesire to throw Caliborn off and smash his head in with a hammer and finally be rid of him. Yet she knew deep down that wasn't the intention of their fight. Every adrenaline filled, malice heavy blow they hurled at each other was like ecstasy. They spent all this time straddling, shoving, and pressing one another to squeeze every bit of pleasure they could get from the other's suffering. Two sadists fighting for dominance. And god was is hot as fuck.
Well if Caliborn wanted to fight for dominance, then that he shall receive. June hesitated for a slight moment as she assessed her next move. How was she necessarily supposed to handle this? She hadn't had sex in years, and she'd absolutely never had sex that involved hatred as the main attractor. But she mentally shook her grievances away as she remembered the asshole who was on top of her. She had to be decisive if she wanted to win this. She had to go with her gut. Just do what feels good.
June: put this bitchass fuckwad in his place.
June pulled Caliborn up by his suspenders, slipping his face from her neck to her lips. A confused grunt rumbled in his throat. She captured his mouth in an aggressive kiss, loosening her grip ever so slightly to give Caliborn the leeway to pull away. But the cherub ardently reciprocated. Their tongues slipped and slid against one another, June finding a strange pleasure in the sharpness of Caliborn's teeth. She cradled the back of his neck with her right hand, and slipped his suspenders off his shoulder with her left. Caliborn's hands found their way to her sides, her shirt slightly lifting with his grasp.
She suppressed a moan as she felt Caliborn's rough hand push into her abdomen, causing her to wonder if Caliborn even knew anything about human anatomy or sexual pleasantries. And if he didn't know anything, June had to say she was pretty impressed with him thus far. Either that or human and cherub intimate encounters weren't as different as she originally thought.
Caliborn's hips suddenly jutted against hers, causing her to bite down on his lip so as not to make a sound. The taste of his blood mixed with the throbbing sensation in her pants made her dizzy. However, she finally managed to separate their lips, a string of bloody saliva connecting their tongues.
June sat up, Caliborn perched on her lap, their mutual boners now tenting up their pants and finding their way towards each other. There was a single moment of tenderness between them as they caught their breath. June whispered a curse, as if she were at a loss while Caliborn stared at her in perplexity but also in ardor.
June felt her heart rate spike back up as she beheld the cherub's tenacious gaze. She was about to shove him back down in order to climb on top of him once more, but Caliborn's mouth crashed back into hers before she could move. A chill shot up her body as Caliborn's hands snaked up her shirt, clutching her waist right below her bra. The cold air hitting her newly bare skin made every clothed part of her body feel tight and heavy. Caliborn's hands frustratingly lingered in place, meanwhile June wanted to scream at him to take off all her goddamn clothes already.
She brought her hands to Caliborn's shoulders, finding that his suspenders had successfully slipped off. She peered her eyes open to see his pants were pooling as his hips. June couldn't help but be entranced by the sight of Caliborn desperately clutching to her, allowing him to explore her mouth with his long tongue. She closed her eyes once more, basking in the taste of the leftover blood that stained his lips. She moved her hands down to his crumpled, loose waistband, and slipped her fingers up under it. Caliborn cooperatively hovered himself as June stripped his pants off.
June twisted herself away from Caliborn's mouth, focusing her full concentration figuring out what the hell he was packing. She was finally able to shift their weight, putting Caliborn back on his back with a surprising gentleness. Eagerness claimed up her throat as she peeled away his pants, revealing his alien genitalia. She couldn't help but let out a small noise at what she saw.
Her gaze was first drawn to Caliborn's phallus, not dissimilar to a human penis, however definitely held some sort of different anatomy. But what was even more interesting was the small slit at the base of the phallus, sitting in an area where one might find a vagina on a human. June's curiosity nearly took over her horniness as she opened her mouth as if to ask Caliborn about his foreign anatomy. But before she could say or do anything, Caliborn grabbed her hand and pulled it towards his dick.
June's fingers instinctively wrapped around it. It was a much softer version of his green, exoskeleton-like skin, becoming slightly darker at the tip. She pressed her thumb across the body, causing Caliborn to let out a lewd whimper. The cherub thrusted himself into her hand, giving a breathy demand that she go faster, but June could barely hear him.
Her own penis was screaming against her pants. It hurt so bad she felt tears starting to sting her eyes. Her gaze fell back down to Caliborn's opening, finding it slick with discharge. She wondered how good it would feel to fuck herself inside of him.
A throbbing pain shot up her body, the tears beginning to stream down her cheeks. Caliborn's scratchy chuckle then pierced her ears. Dear God…he was enjoying this wasn't he? He was relishing in her restless pent-upness! June snarled, gripping Caliborn's dick harder, effectively cutting off the cherub's amusement with a surprised whimper. Even though her bones were weak, she managed to use her free hand to pin Caliborn further into the ground and fully slot herself between his legs. She then used the same hand to finally get rid of her pants, all the while keeping Caliborn occupied with deep, hefty strokes.
As soon as her waistband slid down to her thighs, she let out a sigh of relief. She slumped down just enough for her erection to press against Caliborn's. Taking both of them in her hand, she squeezed them together, causing them both to moan in pleasure. June was in a lulled state as she watched herself press their penises together, entranced by the drips of precum excrementing from both tips and sticking to one another. Without warning, Caliborn's hands slide into her view, wrapping around her hand. June's lip twitched as their mutual hold added even more pleasurable pressure. They thrusted towards each other, eventually finding a delicious rhythm, their legs locked together like a pair of perfect puzzle pieces. Each movement sent a vibration of serotonin throughout June's entire body, warm tension building up in the pit of her belly. She looked over to Caliborn's face to find him just as dazed as she. His eyes lidded, his brows furrowed, and his mouth hanging open, releasing gasping whimpers.
June gently slid her hand off their dicks despite Caliborn's attempts to weakly hold her in place. Still clutching June's hand, he looked up to make eye contact with her, the glint in his pupils pleafully demanding why she stopped. June slipped her hand out of his, venturing down to his opening and tenderly nudging it, cocking her neck. Caliborn visibly gulped as he understood June's ask of consent. He shut his eyes tight, giving her a nod. Before June moved any further she briefly pondered Caliborn's supposed hesitance. Perhaps no one had ever touched him here before.
Gingerly, she slipped her index finger inside the opening, instantly getting hit with its warm slippery interior. She sank further inside, hushed curses spouting from Caliborn's mouth as she did so. The cherub squirmed and squeezed around June's finger. It was a pitifully sexy sight. June allowed herself to smirk with pride and how she was able to witness Caliborn fully fall apart over a single finger. The cherub heaved as she added another, stretching the lips of his pussy wider. June watched in pure hunger as discharge gushed from the hole, her dick twitching with potential pleasure Caliborn's tight cunt would give it.
Caliborn groaned when June slipped her fingers out, his eyes snapping open to give her another desperate look. She took in his gaze for a moment. In her coital filled brain she nearly forgot her hatred for him. In fact, even now as she confronted the thought, it was still difficult to look at Caliborn in such a vulnerable state and admit that she despised him. She wouldn't go as far to say she liked him, but damn did he look attractive as hell like this. He stared at her in such an intense level of want it made her heart stutter. He wanted her. He needed her.
June grasped his thighs, using them as leverage to line her penis with the hole, almost instantly inserting herself inside. As soon as the warm, wet walls engulfed her length, the world seemed to melt. She moved her hands up Caliborn's sides, not even keeping track anymore where she was exactly touching him. All she knew was that she wanted to take in every inch of him. As he squeezed around her, she caved into him, pressing her chest against his, and resting her head in his neck. She barely noticed that he was somehow shirtless now, nor that his hands had managed to slip under her shirt once more and pull it over her head until she felt his warm hands clashing with the cold air. He shakily caressed her breasts, taking her bra straps in his hands and carefully folding the fabric over until her supple buddings bounced loose. Caliborn fully unclipped and threw her bra aside, bringing her bare chest back down to lay against his.
June continued to grind, the pressure in her belly expanded more and more as she moved. She was on her brink, chasing down her orgasm with fervor. An innate desire to fill Caliborn with her sperm flooded her senses, along with the irony of it considering her previous grievances about the cherub's bizzare mating practices.
Her breath quickened, as well as her thrusts as she felt herself begin to climax. She let out a strained, breathy warning to Caliborn before finally tipping over the edge. Her cum piped the cherub full, the off-white, sticky substance spilling out from him as June rode out her orgasm. Caliborn heaved and whimpered as he peaked not more than a second after June, cum spilling from his dick onto their bellies.
June's body eventually began to numb. She collapsed her full weight onto Caliborn, her limp, rung-out dick still sitting inside him, bathed in a puddle of cum. Cailborn's arms were securely embraced around her, one hand running through her hair. June craned her neck to capture his lips in hers, except this time their kiss was chaste and gentle. It felt so unreal. She waited and waited for Caliborn to show any sign of aggression through his affections, but it seemed like the both of them finally shook all their resentment away. And what replaced it was a giant boat load of hidden tension and touch starvation. Seriously, June couldn't remember the last time she held like this and she was certain Caliborn didn't either.
June eventually found the strength to pull out and sit up. She tugged Caliborn up with her, cradling him against her chest. The cherub nuzzled his nose into the valley of her boobs and either was trying to nibble or plant a kiss there. It was honestly hard to tell due to his number of protruding teeth. June glanced around and assessed the mess they made, the excrement that splattered both of their lower halves and their clothes scattered and crumpled about.
She attempted to omit the thought however the more she studied the cherub in her arms. Perhaps they could sit like this for a little while longer.
For it was true that perhaps June didn't hate Caliborn.
Just a little.
Only a little.