Sophist polished his mask and tilted his top hat before picking up a small metal briefcase. One second he was in his apartment; the next, he was back at the warehouse.
His timing could have definitely been better.
"Baradoosh! What did I tell you about pleasing yourself against that rock? Nobody wants to see it, and to be quite honest, it's more sad than embarrassing." Satanna was in the middle of reprimanding one of her goons, one hand on her hip and the other pinching the top of her nose.
"I'm sorry, boss, but you know it's mating season for my species, and I'm the only rhino here, and that rock looks similar to female rhinos back where I'm from, so I just get really lonely," replied Baradoosh, holding his hands together in front of him like a child being told off by their parent.
"I know; I promise once our deal with Sophist is completed, we'll get some more rhinos and make them a part of the gang; hopefully then you can find yourself a girlfriend, but until then, please just hold in your urges. Please?"
"Is this a bad time? I can come back later," interjected Sophist.
"Fucking fantastic," Satanna whispered beneath her breath. "Baradoosh, go do around 10 laps around the perimeter."
"Yes, boss," he replied before following through with his order.
Satanna elegantly walked towards Sophist and started to circle around him like a tiger would to its prey. "You always turn up uninvited; you could at least warn me beforehand."
"What can I say? I like to make an entrance. Now let's skip all the pleasantries and talk business."
"Not a fan of foreplay?" Satanna purred.
Sophist ignored that statement and instead opened up the small metal briefcase, revealing its contents. Inside were documents that catalogued everything you could possibly need to be able to pull an attack like this off, from officers susceptible to bribes and patrol routes and locations that would take first-time responders the longest to reach to the time frame this could all work in. Most importantly, it provided a character profile on Hawkgirl. A guide on how to find her and how to defeat her in precise detail.
"Midway City. 3 days. That's when we attack. At around 13:45 is when we begin; at this time it is almost guaranteed that Hawkgirl will be patrolling the downtown business district."
Satanna pretended to not show interest, looking at her claws, but she was impressed. He thought about this in the finest detail, but she wouldn't want to admit it.
Satanna leaned against Sophist, looking down at the documents in her hand, while she used her other to lightly trace the brim of Sophist's top hat with her metal claws.
"Where do you get your confidence? Most people show fear towards me or disgust. But you show neither. Why?" she asked.
"Because I know you better than you think."
"Have you ever been eaten alive?"
"If I had, I wouldn't be here right now letting you lean against me, would I?"
Satanna laughed and then stared into Sophist's eyes, a grin appearing across her face.
She liked him. Though Sophist was none the wiser.
Satanna moved closer, very close. "You smell nice, different. Perhaps a new cologne? You really shouldn't have."
Sophist subtly checked him, confused. "Are you ok? I don't understand what's happening right now. I'd appreciate... No... This isn't a you-in-heat thing, is it?"
Satanna laughed, harder than last time. "You're a little weird. You know that, right?"
"Of course, aren't we all?" he replied.
Satanna suddenly clapped her hands sharply, turning to her crew. "Out. All of you. I and my guest require some privacy," she demanded.
The goons exchanged looks, hesitating.
"OUT!"
The goons immediately left and closed the doors on their way out. Now it was just Sophist and Satanna.
"I'm not sure we have anything to discuss in private," said Sophist.
"You don't strike me as the type to like doing this sort of thing while being watched," she replied.
She was right against him; he could feel her heat even through his layer of clothing. Her claws could be felt as her fingers danced around his chest.
Sophist finally started to question if Satanna was flirting with him: She's flirting with me? She is right? There's no way, though; she didn't give any signs. Did she? From what I remember, she wasn't like this in the comic books.
She placed her mouth next to his ear, her lips brushing against it, and started to whisper. "You can pretend all you want, but no one is that dense. Give in; come on. You know you want to; after all, if you truly had no desire, you could've simply teleported away by now."
Sophist could feel his cock twitch with each word; the bulge in his trousers grew. His face started to get red; he tried to speak in protest but couldn't find the words.
With a slow movement, she grabbed one of Sophist's hands, pulled it in close, and placed it between her thighs. Sophist could feel her orange fur against his skin along with the warmth and the outline of her vagina through her black bikini-style bottoms.
His fingers twitched; no matter what he told himself, his body revealed what he truly wanted. He wanted to dive into her bottom and feel the wetness of her vagina against his fingers.
With her other hand still on Sophist's chest, she traced downwards slowly with one finger, eventually reaching his bulge.
"Maybe someone was interested after all." She teased with a mischievous grin on her face, her eyes glinting. She turned around and placed her back against his chest.
Her claw tore cleanly across the centre of her sports bra, the fabric falling to the ground, revealing her petite breasts. She kissed his neck, and against her inner thigh, Satanna could feel a small jolt.
"Don't worry, I'll help you over the edge," she growled, her voice husky.
Her hands reached under, between her thighs. While grazing her pussy, she slowly unbuttoned the top of Sophist's pants and pulled down the zip. Then came the underwear.
His dick flung upwards, tapping Satanna's vagina as she let out a mix between a laugh and a moan, his dick peeking out from her thighs. She bent over, taking off her bottoms and throwing them to one side. Her vagina and his dick, now exposed and now touching.
She pushed her hips slowly forward, her vagina gliding across the top of his dick, leaving a small wet trail. She continued this movement, stroking his dick in a dominant rhythm, her arms around Sophist's neck.
Satanna purred, the sound vibrating through her throat. "Mmm, that's it," her voice seductive. "Let go. Let me take care of you."
Sophist gave in, his hips now moving in her rhythm, surrendering to the offered pleasure. His hands roamed across her body, through her fur, before landing on her breasts. He played with her nipples, making her lightly moan as he kissed her neck. The fur lightly tickling his lips. Her pussy getting wetter as small drops of her desire fell from his dick to the ground.
"Mmm...I knew you'd be fun," Satanna moaned.
Sophist stopped and placed his tip on the entrance of her vagina, looking into her eyes full of lust. He took it as the go-ahead as he slowly pushed his cock inwards, his breath warm on her neck. It was warm and tight; Sophist could already feel immense pleasure, as did Satanna.
"I must say, you're definitely bigger than I thought."
Sophist started to move again, gently. Satanna purred intensely as she felt his dick slide in and out with ease. Sophist used his arm and tightly, but gently, locked it around Satanna's neck while her hands reached upwards, grabbing his arm back. Not to move it but to keep it locked in place.
Sophist quickened his thrusts, small waves rippling along her ass. "Oh, yes!" she moaned, feeling his breath on her neck every few thrusts. Sophist felt her walls tighten around his cock as he pinched her nipples harder.
Sophist started to slam his cock in her pussy, the sound of his body slamming against hers becoming loud. Satanna let out a loud moan that echoed around the warehouse that had now turned into their lair of love.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" she moaned, as her pussy released its juices all over Sophist's cock and pattered against the floor, forming a small puddle. This didn't stop Sophist, as he continued to fuck her.
"You know..." she started to speak between her breaths and moans. "My biology...makes it so human semen...is unable to...fertilise...my eggs. I think you know what that... means."
Upon hearing this, Sophist couldn't contain himself as he felt his dick twitch inside her and Satanna's vagina become even tighter. Begging him to release inside her. With one final thrust, he released all of his cum inside her vagina in three large bursts. He slowly backed away, releasing Satanna's neck as his dick fell from her pussy.
"That was better than I could've possibly imagined. Maybe you're not the virgin I thought you were, but I'm not going to complain," she purred whilst Sophist's cum dripped out of her pussy, mixing with her own in their puddle of love on the ground.
Sophist's face twitched, like he finally came back to his senses, as he rushed to lift and zip back up his trousers while he looked embarrassed. "We shouldn't have done this."
"It was fun though, wasn't it? How can you live life if you aren't going to at least let loose every now and then?" Satanna purred back. "If it makes you feel better, I had a lot of fun," she grinned while using her fingers to stroke her pussy before sucking their mess from them.
"I'll see you in 3 days, Satanna." Sophist blushed before teleporting away.