Ashlyn and Alacran 1
So, here's a story I wrote a couple weeks back. I read it to the people I just spent the last three weeks with. Surprisingly, while a few of them were a bit weirded out, no one hated it. Then again... The level of profanity and maturity in the camp was the only reason I was willing to share such a story ^^; Well, here you go. Enjoy.
Ashlyn sat along the beach of the island, staring over the waves, across the stretch of open water that connected the island to the mainland. The sun was setting behind her as the breeze flowed through her black hair. The waves gently rose up and down, just flowing around her feet and behind, her seat wet with the sea water.
She wore much less than her usual clothing, only dressed in a red bikini, the red accented especially by her black and white bovine patterning. It had been a while since she had last bought new clothing, so her top threatened to give at any moment with the very recent increase of her cup size. This did not matter to her, as she was alone, and hated any clothing that constricted her breasts anyways.
She thought for a moment about her life up to that point. She had seduced many men from many cities in the mainland, simply because of the size of her breasts. She has had meaningless sex with hundreds of men, and even a couple females during a brief experimenting phase, but never anyone she wanted to become serious with.
She continued to stare out in to the ocean, and the land further off, when with no prior warning, she felt the pincers of a familiar and deadly man she had met long ago. El Alacrán.
"So, what is a beautiful cow like yourself doing out here?"
She quickly slipped from his grip, recognizing his voice. She stood and turned to face him, both fear and anger in her tone. "W-what are ya doin here? Ah thought we settled this last time."
El Alacrán looked at the girl he had just frightened, smiling. "I hope you do not hold our last meeting against me."
"How can ah not?! Ya almost killed me!"
The scorpion shrugged and calmly replied. "What can I say? It is just business. They paid me to persuade you to give them access to your plants. And since you refused, they paid me to eliminate you."
"Yer a criminal!"
"Yes, I am. And no one dares to stop me." He stepped closer to her. As he did, he found that she was paralyzed with fear, unable to move herself. She stood there, the waves hitting her feet and ankles every few seconds, as he approached her.
"What are ya doin here now?... Ah, ah'm not gonna let ya get away with whatever yer doin."
"Oh, I believe that isn't a problem. My intentions are not to harm you. If I wanted to hurt you, I could have already stabbed you in the back. Look at how close you have let me get to you."
He was right. The two were quite close together now, with centimeters between his armor like chest and her melon sized breasts. "W-what are ya plannin?..."
"I don't play games, so here is the truth. Of all the females I have been paid to kill, you were the hardest. Not in terms of difficulty, but in terms of my own feelings. I was relieved you survived my deadly sting, and now that you are in full health, I can dare to ask..." He suddenly reached his right arm out and pulled her closer, his left pincer on her cheek. Terror filled her eyes for a brief moment as he pulled his violent form so close against her. "Will you be willing to give a criminal like me a chance?"
Quickly, her terror faded away as those words sunk in, her cheeks blushing a bit as she caught on to his love for her. "A-are ya serious?... Y-ya really have feelings for me?..."
"Though I look terrifying, my heart is not made of stone. I am being sincere right now. My exoskeleton is hard, but my insides are soft, especially for you..."
She continued to blush, smiling awkwardly at the scorpion holding her. "T-thank ya... B-but, ah'm not sure ah can warm up ta a fella who had killed so many before me..."
"I have done so much bad, but I am also able to do so much good. Give me a chance, and I will prove to you this."
She thought for a moment, unable to find any reasons not to give him a chance, other than his world famous criminal record. "A-ah guess... Ah'll give ya a chance... But only if ya can tell me about yer weaknesses..."
"I suppose I can tell you... There are only three points where my exoskeleton reveals points I can be hurt at. The first two are my underarms..."
"And the third?..."
El Alacrán smiled a bit, leaned in close, and whispered in to her ear: "The third, I will reveal to you in a moment, since it is better shown than told..." He brought the pincer that was behind her back to gently snip at the tight bikini top, which instantly snapped off her, allowing her breasts to feel a bit more free, even though he was still pressed against her.
She blushed deeply as she felt the snip, then the snap of her bathing suit releasing her breasts. Quickly her mind put two and two together, and she realized what it was. "Ah suppose if ya must show me..." She grabbed him now and gently pulled him down on to the sands of the beach, bringing her lips to his as the last of the light faded out with the sunset.