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Psylocke Vol 2 Ch 11: Night Of Gulliverian Passion! Pt 2
🕑 Added 2024-12-01 21:27:01 +0000 UTC(Grace)
Looking down at Tristan, I could feel my heart thudding in my chest, each beat faster than the last. The sight of him, so small and vulnerable in my hand, ignited something deep inside me—a desire I hadn't fully understood until now. I wanted him more than I thought was even possible, more than I knew his fragile little body could handle. I could practically feel the heat in my cheeks, the flush of red creeping up my face, my pulse quickening with every second that passed.
It was maddening, the way I craved him. My mind flashed to all the things I wanted to do, but I knew I had to hold back, at least for now. I'd snap him in half without meaning to if I gave in to everything I wanted. The thought of accidentally hurting him sent a shiver down my spine. I'd never forgive myself if I did something like that.
I lowered my head, letting my lips brush lightly against his tiny form, a soft kiss against his skin that made me tremble inside. "Now we get you ready," I murmured, trying to keep my voice steady, though the hunger in me was still very much there.
"Ready?" he asked, his voice tiny, almost confused. I could feel his nervousness radiating from him, but it was also cute in a way I wasn't used to feeling.
I gently lowered him down onto the bed, trying to be as careful as possible. My fingers reached into my pocket, pulling out a small case that fit perfectly in the palm of my hand. To him, though, it would look anything but small. I placed it down right in front of him, watching his eyes widen in curiosity.
"What is this?" Tristan asked, gazing up at the massive metal storage case like it was a mountain.
"How about you open it and see?" I said with a smile, feeling that little rush of excitement building. "There should be a red button on the side."
I watched as he scanned the side of the case, his fingers trailing over the cool metal before finally finding the button.
With a click, the case opened, and I watched his face light up as the sleek black suit was revealed inside.
"Oh my god," he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Is this the... the Titan Strike?"
I couldn't help but chuckle softly at how cute he sounded, his awe palpable. "Yeah," I said, the amusement clear in my tone. "Made with the highest-grade nano fibers. You'll be able to survive the casual footstep of a Brob with that on." My heart fluttered at the idea of him wearing something so powerful, something that would keep him safe from... well, from me.
"This suit is amazing," he said, running his hand over the fabric, his excitement infectious. "But I heard this thing costs hundreds of dollars!" He looked up at me, eyes wide with disbelief. "How did you even get this?"
I stood up from the bed, taking my time, letting the moment stretch as I unbuttoned my pants, the sound of the zipper breaking the silence in the room. Tristan's gaze locked onto me, and I could feel the heat radiating from his tiny body.
"Do you want me to give you that long explanation," I asked, my voice dropping to a sultry tone as I slid my pants down, revealing the white bikini bottoms underneath, "or do you want to have sex?" | towered over him now, standing there in just my bra and bikini, knowing exactly what kind of effect it was having on him.
His reaction was priceless, his eyes wide, lips parted as if he couldn't decide whether to run or... well, you know. It was impossible to keep the smirk off my face, the power I had over him making my pulse race even faster.
I took a step closer, watching as he swallowed hard, his tiny frame looking even smaller now beneath me. "What's it gonna be, Tristan?" I whispered, letting the weight of my question hang in the air.
***
(Tristan)
I reached out to touch the suit, my fingers brushing over its smooth, almost liquid surface. As soon as I made contact, the entire thing lit up, lines of blue and green pulsing like veins of energy running through it. A cold, robotic voice echoed from the case: "Scanning user's body. Do you wish to activate?"
I hesitated for only a second before saying, "Yes."
Immediately, the suit responded. The material began to unravel itself, wrapping around my body like a second skin, tight but not uncomfortable, and perfectly fitted. "Whoa..." I breathed, glancing down as the sleek black fabric covered me completely, from my shoulders down to my feet. It felt weightless, almost like wearing nothing at all, and yet I could sense the raw power it held.
Just as I started getting used to it, a shadow fell over me. I looked up, and there she was—Grace, her enormous figure looming above me, a playful smile on her lips. Her breath washed over me, warm and sweet, and I felt my pulse quicken all over again.
"I like a man in uniform," she teased, her voice low and sultry, sending a shiver down my spine.
Before I could respond, I noticed something strange happening with the suit. The black material began to shimmer, then fade away, blending into the surroundings. "A camouflage feature," I muttered, awe-struck as the suit rendered me nearly invisible.
"Yep, only the best," Grace said proudly. She lowered her hand down to the bed, palm open and inviting. I barely hesitated before I leaped onto it, grabbing hold of one of her massive fingers for balance as her hand gently rose back into the air.
She sat down on the bed, her movements slow and deliberate as her body settled into the mattress. I could feel the shift in weight beneath me as I clung to her thumb, her skin warm against my suit. The fabric of her bikini brushed against me, the scale of her presence overwhelming. Her fingers were soft, but the power in them was unmistakable.
"Let's have some fun," she whispered, her words vibrating through me.
The suit's technology, the power it held, should've made me feel invincible, but right now, looking up at Grace's towering figure, all I could think about was how easily she could crush me. Yet, I trusted her, even as her smile turned mischievous, her eyes gleaming with desire.
Everything about this felt surreal—the high-tech suit, the immense power in her hands, and the sheer size difference between us. My brain was trying to wrap around it all, but there was also an undeniable thrill running through me.
"Hope you're ready," Grace said, leaning in closer, her lips parting slightly, showing just a hint of her teeth. Every little movement of hers was so much larger than life, so overwhelming.
But instead of fear, I felt excitement coursing through me.
"Let's see what that suit can handle," she murmured.
Comments
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And booty action lol
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More !!!! I need more already !!!!
