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Zerrex stood in the foundry, his chest bare, sweat already shining on his scales from the raw heat that had been beating on him for the last hour. It was eight now, and full dark had fallen outside as dark clouds had rolled across the sky and obscured the bit of visible moon and stars. He stood with Blackheart in one hand, the massive blade tilted towards the hot metal plates of the elevator doors but the tip floating just above touching it. His hair was pushed back from his eyes, and his other hand twitched by a side-pack he wore. As well, on his back was the oversized katana, the long sword resting against his bare back by a basic over-the-shoulder strap, the blade hidden in the long steel holster.

On the roof Cherry was stationed, with a sniper rifle and her remaining whip. Her eyes were closed, and one hand was raised in front of her, holding a small, round stone, her knuckles white from gripping it. The stone itself was nothing special, but it was a focal gesture that she found helped her widen her range of precognitive abilities, helped her concentrate. All she had to do was focus on that stone she was gripping so tightly, and imagine that she was squeezing her powers out of it... well, she never said it made sense. But it let her detect Vampire and where exactly he was going to look, so she shifted a pace to the right and leaned down slightly, holding the sniper rifle straight up... and when the black wolf looked up, all he saw was shadows in the shadows, and what looked like an inactive smokestack. So he continued forwards, grinning as he headed into the main foundry doors and the let out a loud laugh. "Whew! Could you have picked a hotter place, Captain Ravenlight? Granted, it keeps that fucker Tinny from interfering and trying to do his damnedest to help, but that's about it... man, next time we fight, have it be somewhere like the fucking park, okay? Me has black fur, if you no notice. And this trench gets fucking hot fast, cool as I make it look."

With that, Vampire shrugged off his trenchcoat and threw it to the side, grinning as he shrugged and showed off his bare chest: then he did a slow spin, showing that he wore nothing extra... but in one hand the reptile noticed a small black safety box, almost the kind that you stored your glasses in... "Look at that. No extra shit. Hell, I'm not even wearing the bandolier you tore to shit. That was expensive, you fuckwad."

"We're not going to fight again, because you're going to die here." Zerrex said calmly, then he jerked his head at the small package. "And it looks like you have one extra something. What is that?"

Vampire's grin broadened as he raised his eyebrows, holding his hands up. "Well, to be honest, I have two. See, there's going to be no less than twenty hired hands coming here to help me fuck you up in oh, five, ten minutes? So unless you got some magic way to make sure they don't get inside here... and believe me, with these boys, a shutter ain't gonna do you much good, even if you do close that metal piece of shit... then you better kill me damn fast." Then his expression darkened to a snarl as he popped the case open and flipped out a hypodermic needle. "If you can, that is, after this."

Before the reptile could react, the wolf jabbed himself in the leg and depressed the plunger, snarling slightly before he closed his eyes. He began to pant almost immediately as he yanked it out, then he looked up with a wide grin. "Every part of my body is alive, right? Well, there's more to it than that. Every part of my body is conscious, even for a period of time after it gets cut off... and so..." His head jerked to the side and drool splattered from his muzzle as his body began to quake, his eyes bulging slightly as his voice roughened, as if he was in some new inner, triumphant pain. "So it will do... whatever it can... to help its Master out... and that includes manipulating certain enzymes, substances, proteins..."

Then the wolf feel to his knees and threw his head back, releasing a half-howl, half-roar as his hands clenched into fists in front of him, and Zerrex snarled and stared as Vampire's muscles literally rolled beneath his flesh, sinews bulging and twisting like maddened snakes as his flesh began to grow, muscle and flesh expanding beneath fur and skin and leaving bare patches all across his body, drool and foam flying from his muzzle as his neck thickened and muzzle lengthened, black irises expanding until they took up the entire eye as the glasses on his forehead snapped apart and fell to the ground as his skull thickened. His fingers clenched and unclenched as the claws became brutally-long thorns, his paws tore the cheap-looking combat boots he'd apparently donned solely for this occasion apart from the inside, clawed digits bulging through the plain leather, pant legs tearing as his legs grew, tail violently flapping back and forth as it bristled, grew longer and fan-like, and then the black wolf fell forwards onto all fours before slowly climbing to his feet with a grin that made his huge fangs glint in the murky light of the foundry.

His height now rivaled Zerrex's, and his huge build was now more than a match, muscle rippling with every movement, arms and legs almost twice as thick as before. He stepped forwards, drool still falling from his muzzle, his eyes now completely resembling black holes that had been burned into his tattered fur as he rasped: "Steroids. For as long as it's in my system, I get the maximum benefit in the minimum amount of time, spread throughout my entire body by my body itself." He laughed, a harsh, grating sound, then obscenely patted his bulging crotch. "No shrinkage there, with that in mind... I'm gonna make you my bitch, Captain Ravenlight!" he stopped, then tilted his head, cocking an ear as he grinned wider, high-beams now visible in the distance. "Oh look, company is call-"

Before he could get any further, there was a rapid series of gunshots, so fast that Vampire could only stare at the van as first the headlights went out, and then there was just a glint of steel as it flipped... a spark as another shot ruptured the gas tank... an explosion but still more shots as something, someone, continued to fire... and all he could think was that has to be a fucking automatic sniper rifle... there's no such thing, but there's no one who could...

Then he realized that yes, there had been someone who could do that. There had been one person who could fire that fast and that accurately, in the total darkness, without a scope, in a range of fifty meters... and he whirled on Zerrex, foaming at the mouth again as he began to yell furiously: "You trick-"

And then he realized that Zerrex was already charging forwards, massive sword brought back to slash outwards, but Vampire put his hands out to at least stop the blade if not catch it - one of the things he'd kept from Zerrex is that this nullified most of the pain sensors in his body - and Zerrex just grinned as he half-rolled the handle in his hands so that it was the flat and not the edge that faced the gigantic, engorged black wolf, and Vamp had just one moment to realize this before Zerrex skidded to a stomp and slammed the sword outwards as hard as possible, using it more like a baseball bat than a bladed weapon and shattering every one of Vampire's fingers, dislodging one arm from its socket, and sending him flying backwards with a loud shriek of agony to skid over the hot floor, leaving a trail of skin and fur behind him. And he definitely felt it.

On the roof, Cherry had indeed started her shooting: she hated sniping, it made her feel dirty somehow and like she was playing unfair... but it was one of her best fields. With her ability to predict almost absolutely where something was going to move... she just focused on two things. The object in question, and the gun itself, as she dropped the rock and reached up to take the first shell from the leather belt she had hanging from her muzzle, yanking the first torpedo-shaped round free, then using the back of her hand to slide open the gun before slamming that and the lever into position and taking aim almost leisurely, raising the gun to her shoulder and tilting her head as she moved the gun and saw ghostly images of what would happen if she shot here... here... or here, and how the vehicle would move afterwards...

She took the best shot she could find in the one-second sweep, and blasted a hole in the tire of the first van as her hands did their trick, reaching up to take the second shell, then, moving with lightning precision, repeating the process she'd done at first: her hands were a blur, using her mind to know what was going on and long practice, clicking the bullet into place with the speed of an old western gunfighter before she rose the gun again to the next ghost-like image she'd selected and firing, all in less that two seconds. This time, she put a hole in the driver's side window and splattered the skulls of both the driver and the passenger when the shell ricocheted inside the vehicle. Another two seconds, then another extra moment to let the van flip to the right position, and she fired again, blasting the gas tank this time and incinerating most of the rest crammed into what she knew was one of three large-size vehicles... and following that were two cars.

Cherry merely grinned as her hands did their reloading trick again - the rifle she'd borrowed from Zerrex, sure, and it could load four or five rounds if she chambered one... but she didn't care. It became a game to her now... see how long until her precog screwed up or she couldn't get a perfect one-shot, and then she'd jump down and go into battle with her whip.

Inside, Vampire was slowly climbing to his feet, and then he suddenly charged forwards, roaring, before letting out a hacking gasp as Zerrex merely stabbed his sword forwards, putting it through the black wolf's gut and stalling his charge. The giant, however, grabbed the flat of the blade and grinned, but Zerrex looked unsurprised as he tried to force himself forwards, guts writhing in his stomach to leave a hollow cavity around the sword blade... but then Zerrex released the handle of the sword and spun around, bringing his other leg up in a reverse thrust kick and mashing into the pommel, leaning down to the side to give his leg more extension power and slamming it to the hilt through the enlarged lupine, making Vampire shriek as he stumbled backwards, hands grabbing the hilt of the sword as he stared upwards in fury before his head was lashed to the side as Zerrex snap drew the odachi in a strong overheads slice with one hand.

The black wolf snarled as he began to draw the blade out of his guts with one hand, swiping the other out to catch the thin blade of the sword as the Drakkaren swung in towards, him, stepping forwards and moving on a basic diagonal slash: however, he pulled back before Vampire could seize the blade, then slashed powerfully downwards, twisting his body so he could strike the back of the black wolf's wrist and cleanly sever the muscle and bone there, making the giant howl and stumble backwards as blood spewed from his stump of a wrist for a few moments before he fell to a crouch, snarling, and then the blood flow stopped as strange tentacles of sinew groped out from the broken wrist, his severed hand twitching on the ground, the fingers spasming as they locked back into place from where the reptile had broken them, and Zerrex snarled as he stepped back and took the long katana into both hands, holding it first straight out, then stepping back and erect as he brought the blade up and left it on a diagonal across his body.

The black wolf snorted, then he grabbed the giant sword impaled through him and snarled before letting out a yell of fury and pain as he merely ripped it free, leaving a wide gash that went from his side to the middle of his stomach, a trench of torn flesh that quickly began to knit itself together before he hissed and leaned down, reaching his stump of wrist out towards the end of his severed hand... and the sinews caught each other before they too began to heal together, leaving it hanging at first from tentacles of torn flesh before everything began to knit together, and Zerrex's snarl deepened as Vampire laughed and tilted his head with a wide grin. "Sorry. Like you said, I don't die that easy, fuckhead. You got some other trick you want to try out?"

"I do." Zerrex said softly, then he let the long katana drop to the side as the giant brought Blackheart up and shouldered it, his emerald eyes merely meeting the black pits of the lupine before he said calmly: "Come."

Vampire snarled, baring his massive fangs, then he charged forwards with a roar, taking the giant sword into both hands and then slashing down in a violent but cheesy and easily-predicted overhead slash: Zerrex met it with a graceful upwards moving slash using both hands on his sword, and the giant blade was knocked from the black wolf's hands, spiraling through the air to land in the concrete floor, alloy blade piercing into the ground and holding it up like a monolith as Zerrex stepped forwards and leaned almost ridiculously to the side, bending towards the lupine as he shoved his sword on a downwards arc now and through the lupine's chest, making him howl and grab the thin blade, muscles bulging as he snarled and stared at the reptile in fury and horror before Zerrex shoved the hilt down, forcing the blade up and ripping a wide swathe through where the black wolf's heart would be.

Vampire fell limply on the blade, his head dropping and eyes appearing to become glazed... but the Drakkaren merely snorted: he'd seen this tactic too many times before. Immediately, he drew the blade up to a straight thrust position... and then one of Vampires hands reached up, grabbed the blade, and yanked hard forwards so it went almost to the hilt in his own chest, his eyes glowing as Zerrex stumbled... and then one fist lashed out and caught the reptile hard in the stomach, making him grunt and stagger backwards, hands released the sword, head dropping forwards... and Vampire shoved the blade back outwards, the hilt catching Zerrex in the muzzle and sending up a spray of blood as his eyes clenched shut in agony before he felt the blade dig a deep gash through his chest as the giant lupine ripped it free from his chest with a hiss of pain before tossing it aside.

The reptile attempted a punch as he opened his eyes, but it was a straight thrust and clumsy, feeling sweat and blood in his eyes and put off balance by the strike to the muzzle a moment before: immediately, Vampire grabbed his wrist, then yanked him down as he brought up a knee, striking him heavily under the chin before he turned and yanked hard down on the Drakkaren's wrist again, snarling and almost pulling the reptile's arm out of his socket. Zerrex fell heavily to the ground, skidding on the concrete and reopening most of his wounds, then, before he could respond with his own attack, Vampire had reached down, grabbed an ankle and spun around, throwing him now to the other side as Zerrex's limbs flailed outwards.

He found himself unable to find balance again, however, and instead he landed heavily, again skidding on his chest over the concrete and then the hot metal doors of the elevator, scales sizzling before he rolled to a stop onto his back, feeling the metal sheath heating up rapidly as he snarled in pain, then rolled quickly onto his stomach again and picked himself up, turning his head to watch as Vampire charged forwards, a wide, vicious grin on his muzzle as Zerrex forced himself to his feet, then he leaned forwards, bringing his hands up to meet the black-furred wolf's and then grapple with him, the muscles of the two titans bulging as they leaned almost nose-to-nose, snarling and shoving against each other as they fought on the hot metal plating that formed the double door to the elevator shaft.

Vampire brought a knee up, trying to hit Zerrex's crotch: the reptile easily blocked it, then he landed a headbutt to Vampire's nose that made him grunt and jerk his head back, his limbs spasming... and Zerrex grinned as he took the chance, immediately sweep-kicking Vampire's feet out from under him at his moment of vulnerability and knocking him to his knees before he slammed a foot down into his chest, pinning him against the hot steel doors as he reached down into his side-pack and produced a grenade, yanking the pin with his teeth as the black wolf hissed in pain, grabbing the reptile's shin before he stared in horror. "What... what are you doing, Ravenlight? You can't... oh you fucker, you can't! We'll both die!"

"Then we die." Zerrex's voice was calm, and his eyes were almost smiling as he held the grenade out at arm's length, then he let it drop as he said softly: "I've done enough."

"No!" Vampire's voice was nearly a shriek as he shoved Zerrex's leg hard enough to send him stumbling backwards, his eyes wide as he reached his hands out to catch the explosive device, then he gave a loud yell of triumph as he caught the bomb without it going off... before Zerrex's foot flew up and bashed into the back of his hands, knocking the once-removed one off again and the other flying upwards to whack into his own muzzle, the wolf releasing a muffled gasp of agony as the grenade shattered one of his fangs and then proceeded to continue down until it was lodged in his throat, and the black wolf staggered to his feet, grabbing his neck with his one working hand as the stump of his other arm bled - but sluggishly - and his eyes bulged, the black-furred lupine staggering back and forth, bent over and gagging, before he heard Zerrex's footsteps as he walked away.

The wolf looked up at Zerrex's back, then found himself horrified as the reptile reached into his side-pack... and pulled out a remote detonator. All too late, Vampire realized the outside of the grenade was probably just a fake shell... and then he began to splutter more violently, his throat widening and tongue thickening to try and repel the explosive... but too late.

The Drakkaren, without bothering to look, hit the small red button on top of what looked almost like a penlight, and then there was a muffled bang as most of Vampire's head disintegrated, chunks of gore flying in every direction and splattering the ground around the black wolf's body before it fell bonelessly, landing on the ground and spasming a few times as Zerrex picked up first his odachi, placing that back in its holster, then calmly went and picked up Blackheart. Then he turned towards the headless body of Vampire... and frowned slowly as he saw it give a few more convulsions atop the hot steel doors before one arm spasmed and lashed outwards. "What the hell..."

Then, slowly, so slowly, the body was rising up on its knees... then getting to its feet as it put its arms outwards and began to stumble, zombie-like and headless, in the general direction of the reptile. Zerrex snarled, shocked but finding himself, incredibly, more angry than shocked, and so he looked to the side... realized where he stood, and then he said clearly, as he took Blackheart in both hands: "Come."

The body somehow seemed to hear him, and it turned to face him more directly, moving at a stumbling gait before Zerrex turned and slashed hard outwards, severing the crossbars of the skeleton-like construction that held up one of the smelting pots of the foundry, full of the burning-hot liquid that could be poured into a mold at any time by a crane. With the bottom of the tower-like construction severed, it sagged forwards slightly, and a bit of magma dripped out, dropping down and landing on the reptile's shoulder, making him hiss in agony as he automatically brushed at it, feeling it burning his hand now as well as it left a trench of burnt and disintegrated flesh through his scales before he looked up at the now nearing headless-Vampire... and then it lunged, but the reptile was ready.

Again, he met the lunge by stabbing his sword forwards through the wolf, but this time immediately kicked the hilt hard upwards, sending the blade spiraling out and flying up into the air after digging a long gash through the body, then Zerrex swept his leg back down in a hard dropping axe kick, landing directly on the still bleeding, severed neck and causing the body to crunch inwards, arms spasming outwards as tendrils of sinew and flesh literally grabbed at the reptile's combat boot: immediately, he hissed in disgust and slammed his foot into its chest, then he reached a hand up as Blackheart began to fall, no longer spinning as it merely fell bottom-heavy, and Zerrex caught the handle before spinning around as the headless corpse tried to get up off its back, limbs flailing as Zerrex's next cut severed the last threads of resistance in the metal tower that held the smelting pot above the mold, and then, holding the blade straight out at one side, he bent his legs before performing a high, arcing backflip, eyes closing in concentration and exertion before he landed in a crouch more than ten feet away, one hand down flat on the ground and his right arm still extended full outwards, with the giant sword at the same extreme.

Vampire's headless body managed to sit up... and then the smelting pot fell, half-flipping in the air and emptying its payload of liquefied, melted ore onto the body, steam and smoke rising up as the massive metal barrel crashed to the ground in front of the corpse, still leaking some of the yellow-red substance; most of it, however, had landed on and around the body, and was now bubbling merrily away as it ate into the concrete flooring and ripped through Vampire's flesh, the sheer heat starting a fire upon his once black-furred body as he released a long death-hiss from his guillotined neck.

It managed to stand... to turn and stumble a step or two forwards, smoking, charring, burning, and then it fell to its knees as Cherry ran in and stood behind Zerrex, done with her job and staring in horror as the corpse spasmed and twitched, rapidly disintegrating under the intense, engulfing flames and magma, still reaching out with its arms before it fell flat and gave a few twitches as thick smoke boiled up, finally ceasing to move as it slowly began to burn down to ash.

Zerrex slumped, his sword making a scratching sound as it fell against the ground, then he slowly stood and shouldered it as he looked at Cherry, who was fine but for a single small scratch on her forehead. "You get your job done, then?"

"Yeah." Cherry laughed faintly, then she quietly put an arm around Zerrex and gently supported him as he put his arm around her shoulder, the two walking quietly out of the foundry together, then through the wreckage of broken vehicles and past the three dead bodies that had survived the wreckage... but then been ripped apart by Cherry's whip, which she held loosely in her hand as they headed back for the van they'd commandeered. Now it was about time they returned that... and then they could go home and relax, at least for tomorrow. They both needed time to heal and regenerate after tonight's ordeal.

Inside the foundry, Vampire's hand, palm-up on the ground, twitched slowly... then it slowly turned gray before beginning to rot away to nothingness and ash, just the same as the rest of the fragments of the black-furred lupine. Drake Lazarus had finally met his end, and despite all his best efforts, he was no more, and would soon be forgotten by history and dismissed as an unimportant troublemaker. Your better-than-average mercenary, perhaps...

...But nothing special.

Lone saw it all on the news early - for him - the next morning, as he sat in the den in the mayor's house, while Tinman rapidly turned a variety of colors in rapid succession before excusing himself in a strangled voice - the most he'd said to Lone - and heading to the bathroom. A few moments later, he could be heard vomiting loudly and crying: not for Vampire, perhaps, but possibly more because of exactly what they'd done to him.

The mostly-white wolf didn't feel too hot himself as he saw the footage. Sure, it had been cleaned up, but there were a grand total of twenty-one deaths... including a body that had been charred beyond recognition - actually, it had been mostly reduced to a pile of ashes only recognizable as being once a person by the fact there were teeth in it - by smelting ore. They then went on to talk about the unusual construction of the foundry, as if that had anything to do with anything, and the police put forth several exceedingly stupid predictions, one of them being an industrial accident. Because everyone knew an industrial accident cut off your fucking hand and put it about forty feet away. Or at least that's what they thought the smaller pile of ash was. And let's not get into what had happened to the broken vehicles scattered in front of the premises.

But the wolf was safe, right? I mean... he had Tinman, right? Oh great. Tinman. That was real comforting, since he was out in the bathroom right now vomiting his guts out. Next point. He was Mayor, right? Mayor with proper noun status, in fact... so... he could order people to do stuff, right? Right. And then the wolf looked up before brightening as an idea struck him, and he grabbed for the phone, knocking over his bottle of beer but not caring as he went through the autodial list on it, then selected a number and held the portable up to his ear, gritting his teeth and whining through them in a mixture of frustration and fear as he stood up and began to pace around, casting glances at the pills he'd found in the Mayor's cupboard. Definitely tranquilizers... but he'd really need to take another one or two himself after this. Now he understood exactly why the Mayor's medical cupboard had looked like a fucking pharmaceutical store.

When the chief of police picked up, Lone immediately began to rant and ramble before making himself calm down and go on in a plainer voice, babbling about diverting more funds to the police in order for them to start patrolling Comfort Town as well, and to divert any suspicious people for questioning. The wolf had already gone over the basic charts that showed municipal spending on utilities, infrastructure, education and the police force - it didn't strike him as odd at all that the police should have their own benefit plan and listing on the chart, while everyone else was properly categorized - and after looking at several other plans, he'd decided that they could cut education and that the Comfort Town side of Baskin's Grove really didn't need a hospital or that much electricity being pushed over to it, so they'd reduce power output that way and have more to spend on the cops... and who was really going to care about education when all the kids did was bitch about school anyway? Besides. They'd all thank him later for making the town so safe, even with that scary-ass lizard living over in Comfort Town... and then the wolf had decided that there needed to be more taxes on low-income businesses as well, particularly the Comfort Town ones. They lived in like, boxes, after all. They definitely couldn't be as hard to maintain as the big-ass estates and mansions in Apple Villa, so they didn't need so much money, anyway.

He'd done numerous other changes and offered at least a million or two more for the police department, but when the chief had volunteered that he could get together a group of 'volunteers' to guard the borders - something that even his brother hadn't let him do for more than a week, because it was pure vigilantism and rich people with guns always turned out badly - Lone had instantly and heartily agreed, nodding rapidly as he babbled on the phone about how that was a genius idea.

So by noon - impressive, since the wolf had gotten up at nine thirty, seen the newscast at ten, and made his calls about fifteen minutes later - both footbridges had been barricaded by steel fencing and barb wire, and all the former 'volunteers' were back in their custom-made uniforms, stylish black army shirts and pants with a badge on the shoulder that stated they were the Apple Villa Internal Protection Force. Police cruisers had, for the first time in years, driven over the bridge and into Comfort Town... and booths had been set up on either side of the Camelot Bridge, one police officer and a team of AVIPF members that wanted to 'do their duty for their town and keep out the trash from the other side of the tracks.' Their job: making sure that the only people entering their precious, clean, and well-kept Apple Villa from Comfort Town were the people who worked there, and the only people going back into Comfort Town were either sneered at, or, if they were a resident of Apple Villa, they were warned about the dangers of Comfort Town... and by three that afternoon, pamphlets had become available on the "Ten Good Reasons to Stay Out of Comfort Town," endorsed by Mayor Lone Wulfe and printed under the city's education expense.

Along the edges of the river that ran through the town, guards patrolled in teams of two, talking on fancy radios and kicking down any boards they came across to bar access. They all stopped for the necessary breaks, however, and whenever they saw someone who may be from Comfort Town, they had no qualms about giving them instruction on why they should stay on their side of town by physically beating and maiming them, from the children who had wandered over on their now destroyed bridges, adults who were only taken down because they couldn't fight back while one of them held a gun to their head, females who weren't raped solely because they were looked upon as being dirty and sexually-diseased, and the elderly were broken and cruelly abused by the elitist soldiers of Apple Villa. All while they grinned, and afterwards they would sup tea and drink expensive wines, and eat the packed lunches they'd had their servants make for them.

Their main base was the Camelot Bridge, however - the two-lane plus two-walkway steel bridge was the most important front in the emancipation of Comfort Town. It was the throat of Comfort Town, so to speak, and thus they were choking it, slowly but steadily reducing the little money that Comfort Town could make by working as the servants, the fast-food attendants, and the low-class workers in all the businesses of Apple Villa... but what Apple Villa ceased to realize was that they needed Comfort Town as much as it needed them: their elitism was the only thing that made them forget that, their distaste and rich 'values,' like money and power and control. But without Comfort Town, there would be no industrial zone, and no workers... and without that, they would be a world of managers and rich stars too stupid to make their own lunch, let alone effectively run a business by themselves.

And of course, not everyone was happy about the AVIPF and the growth of the police's power over the town, of their new patrols of Comfort Town to bust the prostitutes who kept themselves clean and educated as they could with their living conditions, who sold their body to make ends meet but no longer had to bow to any pimp: all they had to do was obey Zerrex's instructions, and he would otherwise leave them alone and offer his protection from any males who got too out of hand and who let them keep all of their money instead of taking ninety five percent of it and leaving them to wrestle out their lives from the remaining. And all he asked was they keep clean both sexually and of hard drugs, they keep track of the number of customers they received each night, and they report back to him any infringements upon the so-called 'customer policy.'

The drug dealers, too, and the weapon dealers were a target: both of which were so utterly frightened of what Zerrex would do to them if they found out they were dealing inappropriately - hard, ultra-addictive substances like cocaine, heroine, PCP, or selling to young children... or for the weapon dealers, selling a gun to anyone under eighteen, selling bullets to anyone under sixteen, or selling anything to anyone who seemed like the stupid, murderous type - but who would nonetheless be cracked down upon by police, despite the fact that all they ever sold to anymore were college kids from out of town... out-of-jurisdiction prey, in other words. Then again, the fact they were living lives that were almost... without real crime in them was found to be rather frightening by most of them, so one or two actually welcomed the police bust, hoping that it meant the Boss would be gone soon and they could get back to good-old-fashioned, unmonitored illegal activity and fighting tooth-and-nail against the cops.

The Boss himself learned about the police crackdown and engorgement of their forces with the AVIPF - almost doubling the total amount of 'law enforcement officers,- in fact - at around three, probably just after the pamphlets had become available. The Drakkaren had come home last night and allowed Cherry and Cindy to tend to his wounds, then he'd polished his weapons while Cindy went to bed and Cherry cleaned her whip; afterwards, they'd placed them downstairs in the weapon locker, and the two had then headed up and climbed into bed, too tired to satisfy even their own sexual desires. Then, that morning, Zerrex had woken up late and stumbled outside to find a breakfast of French toast, eggs, and again bacon had been prepared for him, and he couldn't help but smile faintly at the two females sitting on the couch, his daughter and his... Cherry.

So the morning had been peaceful, after Cindy found out from the idle chatter about the old days and old breakfasts Cherry and Zerrex had shared that the reptile loved vanilla milkshakes and insisted on making him them, one after another, until he'd finally taken the blender and put it on a high shelf that Cindy couldn't reach... which severely embarrassed her after Cherry started to laugh her ass off at the smaller Drakkaren's plight.

"Yeah, well, you might have another foot or two to grow yet if you're my kid." Zerrex said softly, looking down into her eyes; and, as the reminder always did, it instantly cheered the small female up, beaming up at the reptile as he continued: "I didn't reach my full height until I was twenty two... made it a pain in the ass to find fitting army uniforms by then, I'll tell you that."

"I remember that." Cherry said, looking amused as she leaned in the archway between kitchen and living room. "Fuck, but was it ever great, 'cause not only did you get bigger, all of you got bigger too, so you could really-"

The male cleared his throat loudly, and Cherry rolled her eyes before jerking her head in the general direction of the entranceway. "I get it, whatever. Anyway, butthead, you wanna go make a decent door out of that plywood plank you got sitting there?"

"You're so immature." Zerrex responded drolly, then he paused before nodding. "But you have a point. We might as well."

So for the next hour, Cherry and Zerrex bickered over the power tools downstairs and how to properly make a decent door out of the flat wooden board. They managed to cut it unevenly, giving it a lopsided look, and thus had been forced to cut it again and leave roughly a half-inch gap between the broken frame and the door itself on the side where the handle would go, but it only took them around half an hour to get the door properly attached and make a crappy little latch on the inside, if they ever wanted the door to actually stay closed: Cherry looked at their makeshift work, then suggested putting plastic over it and using one of the windows went winter rolled around, which earned a hammer thrown at her - of course, she managed to easily avoid and even catch it before it could whack into their makeshift door and probably dislodge it, but she did end up stepping on a sharp piece of wood when she wasn't concentrating properly, to the amusement of Zerrex and Cindy as she stomped around in bare feet and cursed about not wearing her motorcycle boots in the house.

Then they'd cleaned up, and Cherry and Zerrex had ended up sitting down to the reptile's game system and idly playing a shooter, where Cherry bitched about not having her precognitive or 'third person' powers and Zerrex bitched about unrealistic video games where head shots were always one hit kills. Cindy had muttered about children, but made popcorn for the two and brought out a bottle of whisky for them: they fought over both between bouts of shooting at one another with the crappiest guns they could find, and then the doorbell rang. Cindy started to get up, but then Cherry's head snapped up and she looked around, saying loudly but plaintively: "Ra... Zerrex will get it."

Zerrex looked at her, saw the look in her eyes, then he nodded and stood, heading for the doorway and leaning in to whisper to Cindy under his breath to go and hide in the kitchen, and to check the camera system for him. She nodded silently, then immediately did so as the Drakkaren loitered to the door, flicked up the latch, and pulled it open to immediately frown at two police officers.

"Zerrex Narrius," one of them began politely, glancing down at his clipboard, perhaps to avoid the irritated look in Zerrex's eyes as the deer began to read off: "You are hereby summoned to court for the following violations: unpaid parking tickets, unpaid debts to the community of Baskin's Grove at large, vandalism, mischief, arson, tax evasion, tax fraud-"

At this point, Zerrex reached out, took the clipboard from the officer, and snapped it in half. The deer coughed and looked at him mildly as his partner, a more-seasoned ursine that Zerrex had seen around a few times, took a slow step backwards that took him out of reach as the deer said in a casual cop voice: "Destruction of private property would be another, I guess. You're going to have to come with us, Mr. Narrius."

Zerrex looked at him flatly, then he reached down, grabbed the collar of the deer, and hefted him into the air, finally electing the emotion he wanted: fear. But not in enough of a quantity as he began to struggle and look at his partner, grabbing the reptile's wrist as he stuttered: "Assaulting a police officer is a major crime, sir! I... Randolph, do something, book him or something!"

"Uh. How about we come back later, sir, and um. Talk this misunderstanding over?" the brown bear asked, shrinking back as the emerald eyes of the Drakkaren turned on him. He'd heard enough stories to know this was a shit-duty once it had been assigned to him... and particularly because he had one of the annoying, fearless, hero-rookie types then assigned as his partner. He raised his arms to his sides, trying to smile as he bowed a bit before the reptile, backing another step away before he winced as the deer reached a hand down and went for his gun, twisting his head to try and see his holster. Oh gee. Real subtle, there, was the first ridiculous thought that entered his head. The second was if he'd told his family how much he loved them today.

Zerrex immediately dropped the deer and brought his other fist swinging up, punching him hard enough in the face while still in midair to cause him to backflip fully before crashing down on his back, knocked into an unconscious, broken pile as the bear glanced down at his partner, then he said stupidly: "Tomorrow?"

"Never." The reptile responded coldly, then he closed his plywood door and flicked the latch before walking over to the kitchen, where Cindy was watching the bear trying to drag the rookie out to the squad car parked at the curb, then she looked at him with a flat glare and he shrugged. "What? They got on my nerves."

"We're going to have to work on your people skills." Cindy said petulantly, then glanced up as Cherry joined them before adding in a mutter: "Being around her all this time probably hasn't helped much, either."

"Ouch." Cherry said mildly, then she looked up at Zerrex as he grabbed a cola out of the fridge and cracked it open, taking a drink of the cold liquid as she asked: "So you got any idea why that happened? I was under the impression the cops were scared of you... not that that impression has changed at all, with how the big guy acted after you took out his partner..."

Zerrex shook his head, then he frowned a bit before sighing and guzzling the rest of the can, then tossing it into the sink as he glanced at Cindy. "Will you be alright here by yourself for a little bit? I can go get you a revolver if you want from the gun locker downstairs... you seemed to favor those on the few times I took you shooting."

Cindy smiled and shook her head, then she reached up and patted the reptile on the right side of the muzzle - the only part of his face that didn't have a bandage stuck to it, it seemed like. And with his chest bare, he really did look something like a mummy, with the cloth bandages wrapped around him... but his arm was at least healing surprisingly fast, and Cherry had predicted the stitches would be out in another few days for good... "I'm good, Dad. You go out with her and find out what's going on, huh? I got a bad feeling about this with Lone being Mayor and all..."

The Drakkaren smiled a bit and nodded as he turned to Cherry, who looked faintly entertained. "Damn. She knows how we operate, huh? Well then, Boss, we'd better get our asses in gear... you be good, girl."

"I will." Cindy replied softly, then followed them out to the entrance, where they slipped upon their respective footgear, getting the reptile a shirt to wear from his dresser and giving it to him before he and Cherry headed outside, after Zerrex gave her a final warning to check the cameras before she opened the door. Then Cindy returned to the kitchens to fix up supper for when they returned, glancing at the camera and watching as they split up.

Zerrex instructed Cherry to head to Elliot's, citing that she should know enough about him to dispel any worries the cheetah might have about her working for Lone and not being someone important to the Boss, and to dig up as much information as she could there while Zerrex went to a nearby park, of all things... it would take him a good half hour walk there and back, and he'd probably sit around for an hour or two before heading back home.

The reptile found the longish walk soothing for his soul, however... it was one of the few rare times he was able to just... look up at the sky and smile a bit, relaxing in the quiet peace of Comfort Town as he wound his way back towards the industrial zone, then turned down the side road and followed the path that led to Robin Park, where one of the footbridges into the other side of Apple Villa was located. Once there, he was surprised to see it was crowded with children for a change, with gossiping adults of both sexes milling around, and the reptile quietly walked over to a bench to sit down, tilting his head back and looking at the sky for a moment before gazing at the playground and the open field where kiddies were playing ball and crying and babbling in toddler-tones and know-it-all voices and telling lies and playing make-believe and generally being more interesting and fun than adults. He smiled a bit as he watched them, feeling a strange sadness filling his heart as he rested back on the bench; he loved kids, he did. He'd just never, ever admit that to anyone. Especially Cherry, who would laugh her ass off and then proceed to never let him live it down.

So he sat, and gradually pieces of information floated to him as people walked by: here, the parents stared at him, but mostly ignored him in favor of their children, and for some reason today they didn't form a wide, barren circle around him, but allowed their kids to run close and even sat on the bench next to him, doing their best to acknowledge but ignore his presence at the same time, and Zerrex found himself okay with that. He was invading their territory, really... so it was alright. But he couldn't help but feel solemn at what he was learning... of how the Apple Villa Internal Protection Force had reformed, how they had literally blocked off the borders, how little Timmy couldn't go play with Susie anymore or Jerry and Ben couldn't see each other because of it... and Zerrex bowed his head and closed his eyes, feeling a strange, writhing sensation in his guts and then he found himself thinking, with total shock at the guilt he felt: This is my fault.

He leaned forwards, sighing softly as he crossed his arms over his knees, and then he opened his eyes with a frown as he felt something tugging on his hand... but then his gaze softened as he found himself looking down at a toddling canine, still in diapers and nothing but, and with one thumb in his mouth, the other hand grasping Zerrex's finger quietly as the little dog looked up at him with big brown eyes, then he asked around his makeshift pacifier: "Why you sad?"

Zerrex smiled a bit as he looked down at the kid with a strange softness in his emerald eyes, then he said quietly: "I'm not sad. Really."

"You shouldn't lie." The kid said informatively, then repeated the question in a concerned tone that only children could give to total strangers without being fake: "Why you sad?"

The Drakkaren laughed a bit, and smiled again: and it was indeed a sorrowful smile. "I guess... because you could say that a lot of the problems in this town is my fault. I'm a pretty bad troublemaker, I guess..."

"You need a time out?" the kid asked, tilting his head, and when Zerrex gave another chuckle, he continued his curious probing: "Why it your fault?"

Zerrex shook his head slightly, then he said in a gentle voice: "I'm not a good person. In fact, I'm a bad person... and I've done a lot of bad things to people." He stopped at the kid's questioning look, then struggled to simplify it. "I've... made a lot of people hurt. And sometimes when people hurt, they hurt back. Until someone gets hurt so much that... they can't hurt anyone else."

"You shouldn't hurt people." The kid said, echoing the sentiments that Cindy and Mary and Sarah had always given to him, and he felt a stab of pain and self-resentment before blinking as the child added: "But it no make you bad."

Zerrex tilted his head, frowning slightly in confusion, then he asked quietly: "Why?"

And then the child smiled as he reached up his hand to pat the reptile's large muzzle, and he replied in a simple, stating-the-facts voice: "'Cause bad people don't care about other people. And they don't cry, silly."

With that, the reptile sat up, blinking as he realized that indeed, there was a tear or two falling down his face... and then the toddler was wandering away towards his mother, who was jogging towards them as Zerrex reached up and wiped away the silent tears that had fallen. Then he bowed his head, looking into his lap and concentrating, digging deep into himself and thinking hard before he said in a near-silent voice: "Some bad people must, because I'm no one's definition of good. But maybe I can still try to be..." then he stood up, and quickly turned, heading back towards home as he firmed his shoulders and grit his teeth, standing tall as he strode with a purpose back towards his home, as the skies began to already darken towards night and he added in a firm, quiet voice: "And if there's one thing I can do for this town... it's halting the chaos that Lone is causing by further dividing Baskin's Grove. I won't let him hurt anyone else here. I don't know why I care... but I won't."

With that, finally spoken aloud instead of just whispered inside his thoughts, his terror at such thing as caring and showing compassion dispelled, he nodded firmly to himself and finally decided upon a course of action that he thought was selfless and perhaps not good, but was at least just and right.

Secure in his mother's arms, the toddler laughed and rose a chubby hand, waving bye-bye to Zerrex as he opened and closed his fingers and gave the broad smile of an innocent child.

"You are fucking crazy." Cherry said in an awed voice, staring at Zerrex with what could only be described as total wonder. "You want to do what? And you want me to do what?"

"I'm going to take care of Lone. Tomorrow night. We'll attack in the afternoon, when they won't expect it and after the AVIPF assholes have mostly left for break and patrol. I'll kill everyone on the Camelot Bridge if I have to... but I need you to stand by as my backup so that we can break through to the Mayor's house. They'll likely call for a backup wave of riot police, led by our esteemed Chief of police, and they'll also deploy a unit to the Mayor's house so Lone doesn't go into screaming hysterics at the lack of protection around his house. Then we'll have to deal with Tinny and then we'll have to get to Lone."

"Yeah. Deal with Tinny. What does that imply, that you're going to kill him or roundhouse kick him in the face and leave him crying in a stairwell somewhere?" Cherry asked, watching as Zerrex went through his weapon lockers, pulling out all variety of weaponry and then beginning to load it into a duffel bag and strap others together as she stared: "Holy shit. Are we going to war?" she stopped, then winced as Zerrex turned to her with a mild look. "Okay, stupid question. Of course it's war."

The Drakkaren nodded as he finished filling up the enormous bag with weaponry, then began to toss in boxes of bullets and clips on top before turning and motioning that they were leaving his office. The two did so, and then Zerrex took the lead down the hall and into the earthen tunnel, his voice reverberating as he spoke in a calm voice: "I have no issue with leaving Tinman alive. Neither do you, I think, since we both know he's far more suited to a definitely non-combat oriented lifestyle then even attempting to fight us. So I'll go for the roundhouse kick to the face and leaving him in a crying pile. Then we're going to make a definite example of Lone."

"Good. I'm looking forwards to that part." Cherry grinned widely, and it was not a nice grin; then they were in the basement and Zerrex paused to load several more objects into the duffel bag as she watched, looking amused. "Holy shit. That's just scary."

"They work well." Zerrex responded, then the two headed upstairs as the reptile zipped the bag closed. They headed back to the entrance of the house, and then he paused to peer into his room and make sure Cindy was asleep - it was almost midnight now, and after he'd gotten home, the reptile had first quietly told Cindy that he was going to set things right tomorrow... and then he'd told Cherry the full plan after Cindy had gone to bed.

Now, with that done, he grabbed Cherry's arms and pushed his muzzle down on hers. She kissed him willingly back, unsurprised, and then she pushed her hands up his chest and pulled back, whispering: "Now for the next part of getting ready for tomorrow?"

"Right." Zerrex couldn't help but grin a bit as he pushed her back to the couch, then shoved her down on it and climbed on top of her, once more meeting her muzzle with his even as he began to strip off his clothes, one arm tight around her body and the other fumbling at the fly of his pants as he felt one of her arms wrapping tight around his neck, squeezing hard as the other drew up and down his chest before it left, then he felt her bucking against him and he could feel her hand working at her own pair.

Their jaws worked and kissed, tongues danced and rolled; they breathed into each other's muzzles as their bodies rolled together and their muzzles moved hungrily, then Zerrex was slipping off his pants as she did the same, both of them kicking and squirming to knock their lower wear free from their legs even as they ground their crotches and bodies together, Zerrex's shaft rapidly beginning to thicken and engorge as Cherry spread her legs wide and bucked up against the huge male above her, grinding her hot, excited sex against him before she felt Zerrex push her hard down against the couch as he rose, moaning, drool falling from her jaws as she saw him quickly stripping off his shirt, and she rapidly did the same, even as her legs wrapped tight around his thick waist and she ground herself against him, the other powerful Drakkaren rubbing and pushing back hard as his girthy shaft came to full, powerful erection, and then he fell back atop her as she was left in only her bra, but a decisive jerk from the male snapped the front of the feeble article of clothing before she felt one hand settle on her breast as the other wrapped tight against her, her own arms wrapping tightly around his neck as her hips bucked firmly upwards. She could feel the gigantic cock between their bodies, sandwiched tight, being ground between scale and muscle, and she moaned quietly into his jaws as she pushed upwards and he bore his weight and strength down against her, still kissing him passionately, their mouths still locked, the force of their almost biting, working muzzles drawing a bit of blood... but the coppery taste only added to the pleasure as both felt hot, passionate want rolling through their bodies, excited by today's events and the bloodshed and battle tomorrow promised to bring. Somehow, that was the greatest aphrodisiac of all, as she felt the reptile bringing his waist up and she brought her own hips far back, as the hand from her breast moved to grasp his gigantic shaft and guide his cockhead quickly against her hot, open folds, before he gave a savage thrust forwards that stretched and tore her wide, sinking most of the massive member in with one powerful shove and making Cherry release a scream of pian and pleasure into the Drakkaren's mouth, as he grunted hard and tried to draw back.

She refused to let him, though, her arms staying locked tight around his neck, forcing him to stay in the kiss, to keep working his jaws with hers as she bucked hard and sank the rest of the gargantuan shaft, clutching him tight with his legs and beginning to buck her hips hard upwards, the male groaning hungrily at the pleasure it sent rolling through his body and Cherry letting out another powerful moan of her own, her eyes clenched shut, her muzzle working furiously but twisted in a grin as she fucked him instead of the other way around, working her body savagely up against the male's, clutching him with her tight, hot passage. Now he was thrusting as well, working in rhythm with her... but overall, she had taken control, as she rolled forcefully and forced the larger male to lay back on the couch, adding the strength of gravity to her already powerful bouncing on his huge cock. And all the while, she continued to kiss him, forcing his head down as her arms stayed tight, feeling his hands digging into her hips as she worked her body up and down the gargantuan penis buried inside of her, rocking her hips hard again and again as the huge reptile grunted hungrily up into her muzzle.

She rocked her hips hard, slamming her weight down on him, pleasuring herself - as perhaps only she could do - with his enormous penis, continuing to hold him in the tight kiss as they panted into each other's muzzles, jaws locked and working furiously. Zerrex's claws dug into her hips slightly, holding her tight and moving with her, but not daring to try and pin her again, the Drakkaren shoving upwards as she threw her weight down, the power of her collision enough to send a strange sensation of pain tingling through his body. Her arms stayed tight around his neck, their jaws locked, tongues dancing eternally and mouths working together as her large, full breasts pushed down against his broad body, jiggling slightly with every drop of her weight down his immense girth.

The sensation of being dominated - and for Cherry, the sensation of dominating such a behemoth of sadism and violent proportions - exotic and amazingly erotic to the male, as he worked his body not to hurt or pleasure himself, but to please someone else because it was what they wanted, and what they commanded. He grunted hungrily as he thrusted upwards again and again, muzzle still working with the female's, feeling Cherry bearing down with surprising brute force and continuing her hard bounces as she began to give small, breathy moans into his muzzle with every movement. He could feel her juices leaking down his great shaft, lubricating it and giving both of them even greater pleasure at it slid up into her with a squelch and slap of flesh-on-flesh, her passage swallowing it with remarkable ease as it began to constrict, lips of her sex kissing his waist firmly with every drop of her body weight.

Soon, Zerrex released a hungry groan, hands clutching her waist as his eyes opened wide for a moment before clenching shut, strong arms automatically wrapping around the female's body and clutching her down against him as she shoved powerfully downwards with all her strength, feeling the male moan hungrily into her maw as he began to make short, powerful thrusts into her, feeling his shaft stiff as steel, clenched tight by her passage as he pistoned his thick cock rapidly in and out of her sex. Then he tried to tilt his head back as he arched his spine, but one of Cherry's hands slipped up into his hair, forcing him forwards again as she bore down on him with more power, kissing him hungrily even as he released a roar of pleasure into her mouth.

She bucked her hips hard down against him, moaning back as she felt his seed release into her, blasts of it spilling down her passage, filling her up and pouring out between thrusting shaft and squeezing lips with a wet squelch and the thick, erotic sound of flesh striking flesh. The male thrusted viciously up into her again and again, even as Cherry continued to forcefully maintain her dominance with the locked, hungry kiss and the powerful rocking of her hips, as she felt his seed blasting deep into her again and again.

Zerrex spasmed a bit beneath the female, feeling her continuing to exert her dominance over him, her passage clenching his cock tight as she milked shot after shot out of him, until his thrusts slowed: but she continued to buck up and down, her tongue sliding around his and pinning it to the wall of his mouth as he felt himself relaxing, as she drove her muzzle deeper, kissed him harder, her teeth biting against him to clink off his and drag along his gumline. He tasted blood again, the coppery sensation flooding his mouth as he forced himself to kiss back, even as he felt his eyes sliding open, rolling up in his head as he groaned into the female's muzzle: she was still riding his still stiff, but now more sensitive flesh, slamming herself up and down as she panted hotly into his muzzle, her own eyes shut tight and arms still locked firmly around his neck, still kissing him passionately as she thought: This isn't over yet... this isn't over until I say it's over, Zerrex, this time I'm the one on top!

She rode him savagely for a few more moments, as she felt her passage clenching harder around the thick cock buried inside her, then she finally spasmed slightly, arching her back down and pushing her body down against the Drakkaren as she rocked her hips hard, bucking powerfully against him and burying the huge cock again and again to the hilt, her passage contracting powerfully enough along the thick flesh to cause Zerrex to grunt and groan with surprise and almost pain. He felt her jaws coming together as she sent another hot moan into his muzzle, her juices spilling down his thick, immense shaft before she finally slowed her powerful bouncing, still continuing to kiss him, working her muzzle against his... but that too slowed, and then finally the kiss broke as Cherry opened her eyes to gaze passionately down into Zerrex's, grinning slowly and panting hard as his arms stayed loosely wrapped around her waist, her own hands moving to grip his shoulders firmly as she whispered down to him: "Long kiss, good fuck. And this time I got to be the one fucking you."

"You're scary when you're sexy." Zerrex responded with a bit of a grin in return, and Cherry's own spread wider as she moved a hand to play lightly with a breast, causing the male to draw his attention down to her bust. Then she moved her hand quickly to his muzzle, teasing pushing it back up and sliding a finger into his mouth, murring amusedly as he suckled lightly on it.

"You're one to talk..." she paused, then slowly bounced on him, electing a shiver of pleasure from them both before she tilted her head, still feeling passion and heat spiraling through her body, then glancing down and noting the hunger in the reptile's eyes. "You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"

Zerrex nodded and then slipped his hands around to grasp her waist, before he suddenly rolled, shoving her down as she let out a breathy cry, but her eyes danced with hunger as she grabbed his thick biceps. "I think I am..." he said softly, thrusting into her again, hilting his cock and then gyrating his hips to grind the thick member inside her passage, electing what was almost a coo of ecstasy from the female before he slowly, slowly drew back, torturing them both. "But first... let me go get something."

His thick cockhead pulled free with a faint plop and a spill of juices, the huge male lowering his head for a moment with a quiet murr before Cherry reached up to stroke his hair gently back from his eyes, then she quickly tilted his muzzle up so they locked eyes, the female saying in a soft, but almost urgent voice: "Then be fast... 'cause I wanna spend as much of this night fucking as we possibly can."

Zerrex couldn't resist licking his muzzle slowly as he climbed up from the couch, idly reaching down to squeeze his girthy, still-hard cock as he wandered into the kitchen, heading quickly over to the liquor cabinet to open it and take out two large glass bottles of whisky from his never-ending supply of the stuff. Then he headed back, easily popping the corks off both bottles with his thumbs as if they were nothing more than tabs on a can of cola. He grinned slightly as he headed back to the couch, sitting down beside Cherry as she sat quickly up, yanking a bottle away from him and taking a deep guzzle of the amber fluids before she released a sigh, as Zerrex took his own long drink. "I love the way you think, Boss."

"Don't I know it." The male responded with obvious amusement, tilting his head towards the female as he lowered the bottle, then he winked and made a jerking motion with his head as he twiddled the bottle. Cherry immediately took in what he wanted, and the two reptiles faced each other before interlacing their arms, both taking deep drinks of their respective bottles with their arms wrapped together before they unwove their limbs to lean forwards, Cherry wrapping her free arm around Zerrex's neck as his free hand settled firmly on her breast, giving it a light squeeze as they kissed hungrily, a bit of whiskey dripping down their muzzles as they worked hungrily together, mixing the strong, raw alcohol through each other's mouths before they drew back and swallowed down the amber liquid.

The two looked into each other's eyes with almost-identical grins, their eyes burning with lust and desire before Zerrex licked his muzzle and brought his bottle forwards, idly pouring the fluid over the female's breast as Cherry gave him an entertained look and obligingly leaned back, feeling the cool liquid pooling between her breasts and flowing down her large swells, drips of whiskey pattering onto her stomach as she said in a soft, sensuous voice: "You better clean that up, huh?"

"It would be my pleasure..." Zerrex took another drink of his bottle, then he leaned forwards and slowly dragged his tongue up between her breasts, tasting her flesh, sweat and the strong alcohol: he suckled lightly along the stream of whisky, then moved to gently lap at a nipple before idly setting his mouth over it, sucking slowly as Cherry murred, her eyes closing as she tilted the bottle up to have another long draw of her whisky, hand playing idly through the hair of the powerful male as she tilted her head up and away. She only felt pleasure and warmth spreading through her form, as the Drakkaren worked his tongue and mouth lightly over her bust, teasing her and sipping at the whisky he had spilled along her breasts.

Then he drew back, winking slowly at her, before Cherry reached up and pushed him back lightly, making him half-fall back against the couch. A moment later, she leaned forwards with a grin, lightly pouring several splashes of the amber liquid out over the male's enormous cock. Then she took another deep swig of the strong alcohol before tilting her head towards him with her own grin, looking down into his eyes with her own half-lidded as she said softly: "Oops. My mistake. You better let me clean that up for you..."

Zerrex lay back, half-sprawled off the couch as he put one hand down to rest lightly on the back of Cherry's skull, the other tipping his bottle up to his mouth as he closed his eyes and released a light, amused murr. Cherry had already started lapping slowly over his thick cock, licking up the fluids she had spilled over his hot, steely flesh; her tongue dragged slowly over his obsidian, huge member, the female half-lidding her eyes at the taste of the powerful penis, amber fluids, and the liquids that had saturated into the huge member.

The Drakkaren tilted his head back, his fingers squeezing lightly into her skull, taking another slow drink of whisky as he felt her grinding her muzzle down along the length of his huge penis, continuing to lap slowly at the few droplets of amber liquid still clinging to the great girth. She continued to work her way slowly down the gargantuan cock, then she slowly nuzzled his testicles, using her tongue to pick up the few remaining droplets that had slipped down to puddle in his sac. A few moments later, she slowly sat up as he looked down at her amusedly, stroking gently along her face as she purred softly: "You still taste as good as I remembered..."

"Good to hear..." Zerrex paused, then he grinned a bit as he pushed Cherry gently back, getting up on his knees and pushing her onto her back. The strong female allowed him to guide her with entertainment and passion burning in her eyes, tilting her bottle back to take another deep gulp of whisky before she grinned a bit, eyes filling with interest as the huge male now bent her body upwards, resting her on her lower back as she let her legs drape over his shoulders.

The huge male leaned his muzzle down to nuzzle slowly between her legs, then he slowly drew his tongue up along her sex before touching his tongue gently against her clitoris, nudging it slowly before he pulled back with a deep murr. "And you taste just as sweet as ever yourself... of course... everything is improved by a little spicing up, right?"

The Drakkaren brought his bottle forwards, tipping it down and sending a spill of the strong alcohol over the female's nether regions, the amber fluid spilling in a small stream down Cherry's lips, some of it dripping down along her stomach and a bit more flowing in the other direction to spill between her buttocks, a bit of it pooling into her tailhole. Then Cherry let out a grunt of surprise and a light moan as Zerrex suddenly twisted and upended the bottle, shoving quickly down at the same time and forcing the neck of the whisky bottle down into her passage, spilling the contents of the whisky inside of her stretched sex. She jumped at this, twitching and almost spilling her own bottle over her own face, then she snorted amusedly and lightly groped one of her own breasts as Zerrex pulled the bottle quickly free and twisted it back upright, flicking her clit with the head of the bottle and making her give another little spasm of pain and pleasure as she felt amber liquid splattering over her face and body. "Hey, you asshole! I'm not a fucking cup!"

Instead of answering, the male Drakkaren drew his tongue slowly from the base of her tail up between her buttocks, drinking in the whisky spilled in her tailhole before he pushed his muzzle against her vagina, pushing his tongue into her sex and suckling back, drinking in the fluids that had been poured into her before he looked up at her with a look that was almost prim and definitely entertained. "But you make a damned good one."

Cherry snorted, then she suddenly bucked her hips and shoved herself forwards, toppling Zerrex onto his back with a grunt and straddling his face, and spilling the remaining whisky inside her stretched passage down into the Drakkaren's muzzle, the large male easily accepting it as his bottle flew from his hands and hit the ground with a dull thunk, cracking slightly but not breaking, rolling along the ground as Cherry took her own deep drink of whisky and threw her bottle away. Then she shifted positions quickly, laying atop him, sandwiching his thick cock between their bodies as she gazed down into his eyes hungrily, her hands reaching up to squeeze his shoulders as his grasped her hips firmly. "Asshole."

"You know it. But I prefer 'bastard,' myself." The Drakkaren replied softly, then he leaned up and gently kissed along her neck, making her shudder a bit and tilt her muzzle upwards as he whispered quietly: "You bitch."

"Fuck you." Cherry replied in an equally soft voice, then she slowly tilted her head down, locking gazes with the emerald eyes of the huge male as she stopped and then softened, replying in the same whisper words that she only ever spoke in the darkest of nights, words that she had for so long showed only weakness and inability to control one's own emotions: "In case I don't get to tell you this tomorrow... I love you, Zerrex. Now love me."

Zerrex gazed back at her with surprise, then he nodded and said softly: "I love you too." And with that, he leaned forwards to meet her muzzle as he rolled atop the female, squeezing into her hips as he ground his thick penis against her firm abdominals, feeling her arms wrapping around his neck and her legs opening wide for him, moving to squeeze his waist gently as she felt one hand moving to squeeze a thigh, guiding a leg higher and up to rest against his shoulder.

They kissed slowly as Zerrex arched his back, drawing back as he moved the hand gripping her leg to grasp the base of his huge cock, guiding the head of his large penis down to push lightly against the lips of her sex, grinding it slowly up and down her entrance before he thrusted gently forwards, burying into her as they kissed hungrily, tongues dancing and playing together as she moaned lightly up into his muzzle, feeling the steel-hard cock pushing deep into her sex as the kiss broke and Zerrex wrapped one arm around her shoulders and moved the other to grip the top of her leg, leaning his weight down against her and bending her slightly at the waist as she pushed her head up against his powerful chest. His muscular body flexed and moved, giant shaft shoving forwards, hilting into her as his testicles bumped gently against her anus, then he slowly pulled back before pushing in again, letting out a quiet, breathy grunt that was almost a groan. His movements were powerful but slow and measured, and Cherry bucked against him in time, moaning quietly herself as she stayed curled tight under his masculine form, her head pressing up against his thick, muscular chest, her hands slipping up to play in the reptile's long ivory locks.

The huge Drakkaren thrusted into her again and again, keeping himself in check, using his strength not to hurt but to give his rekindled love all the pleasure he could. He gyrated his hips with each slow but powerful delve of his giant penis, feeling her head against his chest, her leg and body bending slightly as he squeezed her around the shoulders. Cherry rocked herself back against the huge male, bucking her hips firmly upwards with every deep thrust of the male's gargantuan black shaft. His testicles thudded gently against her tailhole, mixing with the sounds of his penis squelching into her passage and the grunts and moans of the two Drakkaren.

Slowly, Zerrex began to pick up speed, panting a bit harder now as he closed his eyes, rocking a bit harder in rhythm with the female beneath him, feeling her arch her back as she continued to play her hands through his hair, moving to kiss and nuzzle at his neck, fingers gripping lightly into his skull as her firm breasts ground up against his masculine body. Her moans became louder, more passionate, more raw, her leg gripping him tighter, and the other one loosening as her body rocked with every movement of the strong male above her.

Cherry rocked herself harder, feeling her passage already clenching down against the male's penis with greater and greater firmness, as he hilted into her again and again, testicles beginning to slap with a bit more firmness to her anus as he penetrated her wet vagina over and over. Her lips and passage squeezed him tightly as she moaned deeply again, feeling Zerrex grinding his muscular, powerful form down against her, pushing down against her breasts and squeezing her tight around the shoulders as she arched her back, head dropping back with a rare expression of loving bliss on her features.

The powerful reptile began to thrust even harder forwards, her body rocking faster against him as he felt his thick, steely shaft stiffening further as her passage began to clench harder and harder down on the rock-hard penis buried in her vagina. She groaned again, arching her body firmly up against his thick body as the muscular male pistoned into her again and again, grunting quietly himself as he felt Cherry's fingers clenching tight into his skull, hair fluffing out around them as his own fingers squeezed into a leg and shoulder. Zerrex felt his body tensing up slightly as he let out another loud grunt, his cock with even greater power into her slick, clenching passage, as she bucked her hips with vigor back up against the reptile's thrusting penis.

Then Cherry began to move even harder, moaning hungrily and giving short, sharp cries of pleasure as she clenched her eyes shut and arched her back, letting her head fall back as she rocked her hips powerfully against the obsidian member that was thrusting deep into her again and again, feeling the tight passage of her hot sex clenching down and contracting firmly against the steely shaft buried inside of her. She rocked her body rapidly as the orgasm sent shivers of ecstasy rollicking through her form, passage clutching his huge member as her juices poured down the gigantic obsidian penis. She bucked powerfully against him as she released another cry of pleasure, feeling her fluids spilling out down her thighs as she incited the male in turn to begin pistoning harder into her vagina and again and again, grunting hungrily as he ground down against her strong, feminine form.

Cherry's orgasm threw his own pleasure over the edge, causing the reptile to curl up slightly around her almost protectively, as he hammered her with his thick shaft, groaning hungrily as he squeezed her tight against his body, thrusting with all his strength and throwing his weight down against her over and over, pounding her with his huge shaft as his massive testicles slapped violently against her tailhole, the black cock tearing into her over and over as it stiffened up further under the flow of her sweet juices. Then he let out a loud groan as she released her own moaning cry, arching her body up against the strong male's as he shot thick bursts of seed forth into her body, his thrusts picking up in speed and strength as blast after blast of his hot load poured forth into her body.

The female let out a loud moan, bucking hard back against the strong thrusts of the male as she felt his fluids pouring into her, her own still trickling down from her stretched lips before she began to slow as the strong male began to slow his own powerful thrusting, panting quietly as he rested atop her, huge shaft coming to a stop as she rocked her hips slowly against him, her eyes tightly closed, head raised with bliss... and Zerrex lay across her as her leg slipped from his shoulder to cradle his waist with the other, squeezing them gently as her hands played through his hair, and her arms wrapped tight around his neck to squeeze her quietly up against his strong chest.

It was the best ending Zerrex thought he'd had for the longest time, and then he pulled out and collapsed on her and they fell asleep together, Cherry securely nestled under his muscular body and his arms tightly finding their way around her as they slept until morning and Cindy found them, looking at them with what she couldn't decide was either amazement at how old they were and the way they were still acting - and how goddamn much that they could do - or compassion for the deep bond they shared, if they did so refuse to bring it to light with others around, or even reveal it to each other in any way other than sex.