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Titan vs. Haven (Titan01 x IsabellaRose)


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Ellie squeezes her eyes shut and grits her teeth. She wills her body, please please please respond to him. Please get wet for him. Her fingers are still gripping the sheets, but she can't force her body to respond. She feels his tongue on her, spreading her lips, delving inside, flicking over her clitoris. She feels a jolt of pleasure as his tongue hits her clit, but her eyebrows furrow and she resists it. Wait, no... she shakes her head from side to side... let it go, she thinks, let him have it... it will all be over quicker if you give in to him.

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Ellie tries to relax, but she simply doesn't want this man to be touching her. She can feel the electric pulse of pleasure make her shiver inside as he flicks his tongue over the nub that is her clitoris. She feels her body warming, a response growing between her legs, and a tiny moan escapes her lips.

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A shiver of ecstasy trembles through her body as she lays there, wanting him to just be done with it already. She doesn't want to even look at him, and keeps her gaze at a spot on the far wall. She tries to take a deep, calming breath, but it comes in too quickly, and leaves again as a shuddering gasp. This isn't supposed to feel good. He's raping her, for god's sake. Why was her body responding to him?

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She can feel his fingers moving inside of her; even trying to ignore him she can't disconnect her nervous system. God, wouldn't that be a marvelous power, disconnecting my feelings, she thinks as she stares at the wall. Her body is warming despite her wishes, everything responding to him as if it were his body and not hers. She glances down, sees the top of his head as he works between her legs, sees her nipples poking straight up into the air, feels her skin flush as embarrassment and arousal send a new wave of warmth and pleasure through her body. 

Another moan escapes her lips. She can't help it; he's getting her warmed up, even if she'd rather remain ice cold.

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Ellie knew this moment would come. How could he not use his power during sex? When it hit her, she writhed under even the slighted touch of his power, her legs shifting under him, hands reaching down to grasp his head even though his mouth was no longer on her, her hands in his hair, a sharp cry coming from her, then a longer, sustained moan of pleasure. She knew he was going to do that at some point, thought she had prepared herself, but she was wrong. How had he known that her biggest turn-on, the weakness she had against even her old teammates, was when someone used their powers on her sexually?

It drove her mad with desire, just the thought of it. The League had joked that they would need to coin a new -philia term exclusively for her. When she had slept with Speed, and he used his speed powers while they made love, she orgasmed repeatedly. Of course he had told his fellow speedster, Beeline, and she had used two hyperspeed fingertips to make Haven cum over and over. Rumors spread, she became the laughingstock of the League, and also the most often sexually assaulted. At this point, Titan was just another in a long line of powered individuals who took advantage of the one thing that made her hornier than anything else - her inexplicable arousal when under the influence of super powers.

She looked down across her naked body as his trifling vibrations rippled against her clit and deep within her walls.

"Don't stop," she managed to say, between heavy breaths. "Don't you dare stop, you sonofabitch."

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She looks down her naked body at him, her eyes glossed over in pleasure before her eyebrows furrow. What was he saying? Why had he stopped?

His words and tone register, and fear enters her mind again. She forgot where she was, what was happening...

Red creeps back over her features, and she lets her hands fall limp at her side, all her muscles slackening, her entire body gone limp. Of course he couldn't let her exert any authority. Fucking men. This is why she preferred females like Beeline.

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She did realize her place. She was here for his pleasure. Her pleasure was just a byproduct of his enjoyment of controlling her. Her eyes watered, tears running down the sides of her face onto the sheets as she again gripped the sheets at either side of her body. She willed herself to resist the power and the sensations, but to no avail. Her body responded to his power, her insides quaking as his fingers and powers sent jolts of sensation through her body.

She was making a noise, she wasn't sure what it was, but it sounded like a sort of low, moaning, whine. She tried to remain silent, but could not. The sounds came despite her efforts. Her hips bucked and her legs slid up and down, her body desperate for more of what he commanded while her mind tried fruitlessly to resist.

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Somehow he was focusing his power on only her most sensitive spots, and the phenomena thrilled through her nervous system, pleasure mushrooming within her, an ever-expanding wave of titillating bliss that shattered into a thousand fragments before recombining and starting anew. She wasn't even consciously thinking anymore as lust overtook rationality. She knew she didn't want this; a part of her observed it from afar, angry and rebellious, disgusted with her own body's betrayal. But another part of her, the irrational part that was currently in control, the part that reacted to her unreasoning arousal at the sexual use of super powers, that part was told her nervous system what to do. It was this newly awakened eroticism, this primal, carnal need, that drove her reactions now.

Ellie felt herself kissing him back, moaning into his mouth as her body turned toward his hand, pressing herself against him, writhing on the sheets, arms coming around him in a hungry embrace. She was at the mercy of her peculiar, now fully ignited kink, and it was hungry. It wanted his power, it wanted his touch. It begged for more, and despite herself, she begged for it aloud.

"Please," she moaned, her voice throaty and lust-filled. "Please... take me... make me yours."

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Her body is alive with sensation, and that tiny part of Ellie knows that this is absolutely not what she wants. But the part that he has awakened, the part that responds to his power and touch, is now in control and she nods her head, a smile quirking her lips as she spreads her legs wide.

"Take me," she says, her voice barely audible, but her movements and body loudly declaring her desire.

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Ellie winced as he entered her, stretching her painfully wide, filling her completely as he moved slowly deeper, pausing, moving back out, then pushing deeper, until he was fully sheathed within her body. She felt herself clench around him, her body quivering, hands moving to touch him, legs wrapping around him. She let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, and her body relaxed briefly, allowing him in just a little bit deeper, then she clenched around him again. Her head nodded slowly, breasts rising and falling with her breathing, and she looked up at him, her eyes no longer trying to hide her desire.

"God, yes," she said, staring up at him, searching his eyes, nodding encouragement. 

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Ellie whimpers as he stretches her, feeling him buried inside, her body quivering around him as if frightened that he'll leave, squeezing tightly around him, warm and wet. She can only let out whimpering breaths, her body lying below him, completely at his mercy... exactly where she wants to be. When his power pulses through her again, she cries out in ecstatic joy at the feel of it, and grasps his shoulders, her legs around him, nearly lifting herself up off the bed in her desire to feel more.

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Ellie is lifted off the bed, her hips up in the air as he impales her, jackhammering into her like a machine, his mouth on her breast, her hands in his hair, legs wrapped tightly around him. She is making a long, nonsensical whining moan, her body responding to the quivering power being sent through her at the same time that it reacts to his physical presence. 

She feels her orgasm building; despite not wanting to do so, she feels wetness blossoming from within her, soaking him as it explodes out of her. Her whine turns into cries of ecstasy as her orgasm shudders through her body.

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