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Chapter 20: The Raid - Preparation and cover

The huge, black and customized Aston Martin growled lowly and deeply as it rolled slowly with the queue of other cars that were entering the large parking of the Midnight Sun. Many of these cars were luxurious and big ones... some were long limousines, even, but the Aston immediately attracted most of the attention, probably also because it was oversized enough to keep up with the stretch-limos' sizes, apart from being a monster of elegant and yet so aggressive lines. The enormous crowd on the short stairs that lead to the large doors of crystal surmounted by the neon-sign "Midnight Sun" turned to look at the black car, probably trying to guess who could be huge enough to fill up the car by the tinted windshields... and even the red-uniformed boys that were supposed to offer their inestimable help parking the cars for the rich guests lost themselves for a moment, staring curiously at the beautiful black vehicle before one had a blow of creativity and quickly jogged towards it as the car rolled slowly in front of the place, following a big limo towards the parking.

Killer made a bit of a face as he snorted at the light knocking at the window on the passenger side as Alexis, seated there, grinned knowingly and amusing looking forwards the scene that surely would have followed as the huge male liger pressed a button and the window glass opened. The small, lithe and spot-decorated face of the young fox in red uniform appeared into the frame, and the guy started without thinking its standard offer, talking gently and enthusiastically. It was probably its first time at service, or maybe he was just happy of having the chance to drive cars that he would have otherwise never had even the possibility to brush with a finger. "Welcome to the Midnight Sun, sir. Can I park his...?" At that point, he stopped himself and babbled a bit as his voice died, his eyes bulging a bit as he stared to the flat look the sapphire eyes in front of him were giving him.

It wasn't a malicious glance, nor was it rude... it was more like... amused exasperation. But yet, the icy blue of those irises forced him to lower his glance and backstep a bit on instinct, his ears flattening on his head and his tail curling up between his legs. And when he dared to land a glance on the body attached to those eyes, he swallowed a bit and repressed a shiver. He had easily recognized Wyvern, even if he had missed the golden bullet that surely was hanging from his neck... but it wasn't important. His enormous, bulky and powerful form, the huge muscles barely contained by his clothes... the long, rebel mane... there was one only person in the world that could be all that. The power he felt in the air, almost a physical presence that made his fur rise and his spine shiver, was the confirmation. Who else could have been so strong and imposing, if not the one that was famous for slaughtering entire armies with his bare hands and was suspected to have razed to ground entire towns...?

Besides, he was looking at him across the most beautiful and yet dangerous female he had ever seen... the power he felt radiating from her was amazing as well... and her beauty was godlike. She could only be the queen Alexis, that was now staring at him amusedly, almost laughing of his reaction... and he wished he could give her a look, stare at the complete vision of her beautiful body, but he don't dared neither to think to look over her. Less than ever, when Wyvern was in a range of one thousand miles or so.

There was a moment of silence, then Alexis half hid her muzzle with a hand, almost laughing as she gave in a soft, nudging cough that reminded the parking-boy of his tasks. "Huh. Yes... huh... can I car his park...?" Was most likely what he babbled, showing signals of his wish to smile but without too much success. And Killer decided that Alexis, that was by now biting her lower lip not to laugh openly, had had enough fun for the moment, so he sighed a bit and took the word himself, ignoring the rest. "No, thanks." He said simply, and then gave him a fast look. "You'd not reach the pedals, anyway." He observed, before guide the car easily into the parking, leaving the small fox gaping stupidly at the going away car and turning to his beloved queen as she now laughed amusedly, pushing her playfully with a hand. "You're cruel." He observed playfully, making her grin as he made the powerful car roar as they rolled fast down the queues of cars before park in the first place he found free and large enough for the oversized Aston.

He opened his door and stepped out, rolling his shoulders a bit as he leaned a muscular arm over the open door, his bicep flexing powerfully and threatening to tear his simple black shirt and even the black leathery jacket he wore above to tatters as he stared into the distance to the mass of the Knife, the gigantic skyscraper that dominated by far the horizon of Roxburgh, that yet was rich of tall buildings. After all, the palace was known as one of the highest in the world...

In reality, it was a complex of two buildings. One was the real Knife, a gigantic tower at cross section made apparently up by four cylinders fused together surmounted by another single cylinder and then by the audacious structure that gave it its name: a slender and sharp fin of steel and concrete that resembled the tip of a knife and that added the equivalent of maybe twelve floors to the one hundred-fifty of the skyscraper. Another floor was the palace-like attic sitting on the top of that structure, the residence of the multi-billionaire Bertram Kaufman. The rest of the complex was made up by a less eye-catching, 80-floor tall octagonal building linked to the main one by a bolt tunnel-bridge of crystal and steel placed at the 74° floor. All in all, it was gigantic.

"It makes its figure, huh...? It reminds me of you, with how it towers over everything..." Alexis playfully observed as she emerged from the other side of the car, resting with her arms crossed on the roof of the car and winking to him as he turned a bit to grin at her amusedly. He took a moment to admire her beauty, the beautiful female wrapped into a black leather jacket with a fur neck and the Predators badges on the right shoulder... and Glacial's Hunter's badge on the left. The jacket was tightly molded on her wonderful form, short enough to show her lithe waist and perfectly curving hips, and left open over a plain black shirt with a simple "Army" writing on her chest. The fabric was molded on her breath-catching curves like a tight glove, and he could guess easily her amazing abs... but of course, the shirt was cut short enough to leave part of them uncovered, the diamond in her navel gleaming in the light almost as her sapphire eyes did. Her black jeans were almost as tight, showing off her wonderful, long legs and taunt buttocks as a leather belt with a silver clasp ran around her waist. It was a nice-looking addition... but Killer knew that she had chosen it because it was perfectly suited to be used, later on when the true mission would have started, to take a few pouches for the ammo and the equipment, as much as the holsters for her twin, new and powerful Desert Storm guns. Two long, black boots completed her look, high heels accentuating even more her grace and her physical superiority as the latex tightly wrapped her legs and covered her pants up even over the knees, reaching almost halfway up her thighs, but she had also more combat-capable boots in the car for later... In fact, the Aston Martin had been loaded with a few useful pieces of technology as well, ready for use at the right moment. For now, Alexis was carrying only a diadem of white diamonds in her golden hair... and it wasn't for vanity at all, nor for her pleasure, since indeed she was rather unfazed of it. The secret was an extremely advanced and miniaturized scanner-photo system, hidden in the largest and fake diamond in the middle of the jewel. It would have been later indispensable for breaking down the defences of the bank. Both her and Killer had also a very small Radio Receiver, a one-way communicating system they had fit in one of their ears to keep the contact with the Predators Electronic War Section back at home on a satellite secure link. It would have been of extreme utility for their plan and their next moves. She grinned a bit, looking at him with teasing, smart eyes, arms crossed just under her sumptuous bosom, making her breasts stand to the eye with even greater majesty without neither wanting or noticing it at all. Her power of seduction was something neither her understood entirely or always noticed... she was so outrageously gorgeous... He shook his head a bit, smiling softly as he stepped back a bit and slammed the door closed. "We'd better get going, darling... this will be a busy night."

She closed her own car door with an easy gesture and walked around the car with her graceful, rapid step, brushing past him with a sly smile as she let one of her hands caress his leg and slid rapidly to his crotch as she walked at his side. "We've had busiest ones..." She said teasingly, grinning up at him as she walked ahead with her arms crossed, golden hair spilling around her in a so dream-like and seductive way that Killer had thought possible only in the movies, before meet her... and he stared after her with a murr of desire as he closed the car with the remote, the Aston giving its salute with a flashing of its lights... And as she always did, Alexis was waiting for him a few steps ahead, smiling and tilting a bit her head, playfully reprimanding him for being late with that gesture and a sly expression of her eyes... something no one else would ever do, neither for a joke. But it was her nature... even if she had chosen her place to be under his, she never really was submitted. She had always a mix of order and servitude in all of her acts, words and looks. He loved her so much... just equally at how she loved him.

Killer reached her with calm pace, grinning as he reached her and gave her a bit of a nudge with his huge, muscular shoulder, and she snorted playfully, shoving him a bit before wrap her arms around his massive one and falling in step with him. At this point, everyone in the parking was astonished, looking up at the two legendary sovereigns of the North and, furthermore, looking to the warriors themselves. After all, when your height is of more than 16 feet and the tallest people around you reaches barely the seven, you tend to attract any sort of attention... and Alexis, with her 14plus, was as much impressive. Besides, her seductive legs were truly what you tend to define "endless" out of admiration. The two white tigers ignored all the glances and the mouths agape as they easily walked towards the entrance of the night club. If alone, they would have had much more difficulties at that, but they had eyes just for each other, and the rest of the world wasn't important in the slightest.

They still launched glances at the enormous building as they stepped closer, anyhow. Their military experience pushed them to immediately try to memorize as much as possible of the skyscraper, making a note of any possibly-relevant aspect, from the position of the lights and the emergency exits to the most obvious factors like the position of the cameras of the security system. The more they could know about the target, the better... but they don't found out very much that they already did not knew. They had planned the entire operation with the highest possible accuracy, and based their ideas over solid documentation, like the original plans of the building and all the data that they had dug about the security system, the surveillance and so. About the protections of the Kaufman Bank itself, they had only guesses so far. All was secret and the secret was so carefully protected that there was neither a single guess available, neither on the Internet. The only certainty was that the bank itself occupied the highest floors of the Knife: the enormous, mirrored servers of the bank's internal Net and databases occupied the latest four floors, from the 146 to the 150, and were submersed into the water to cool them up. The offices filled up the 145° and the bank's hall made up the 144° floor. The safe and the enormous security rooms that protected the money and the other valuables were surely built into a thick, hardened nuclear-proof bunker at a depth under the skyscraper that was accurately kept secret. No one knew where the access was, either... And last, but not least, the Kaufman International Bank had a whole police station and its own garrison of defense based directly into the complex. The Security Direction was hosted into the last five floors of the smaller, octagonal skyscraper, and the bridge was mostly for their own comfort, so that the time of reaction to any alarm was even shorter. And for any possible emergency, at least one helicopter was always kept at the ready on the pad on the roof of the Octagon.

Killer and Alexis reached the stairs for the Midnight Sun, clearly illuminated by the enormous and luxurious neon sign, which had the good point of a silhouette of a beautiful female laying over the letters of the name of the place and flashing in an arguable pink as she lifted and lowered her long legs. Killer noticed with a slight smile the long bunny's ears on the head of the figure... and then Alexis nudged him a bit and he turned towards her curiously. Alexis was grinning amusedly, pointing to their right side. "You don't warned me about the strippers... it's a surprise...?" She asked playfully, grinning in that teasing and predatory way that was her own and exclusive... and he snorted-laughter as he turned to see a big sign of the night club welcoming the guests that announced a "extraordinary" show of famous, integral male strippers. He don't bothered to read the rest as he took into the image itself. A well known black, blond-maned stallion was pulling open a tight biker's jacket complete of chains over his muscular chest, and he snorted again, between the amusement and the exasperation as he turned towards her and nuzzled Alexis a bit. "No. Whatever you have in your mind, the answer is no." He said playfully, half-laughing.

She tried to look innocent for a moment, rolling her eyes upwards in girlish way, but she quickly dropped that in favor of a teasing grin. "Oh, yes, instead..." She countered as they reached the long queue and stood at its end patiently. Killer rolled his eyes a bit, but grinned himself nonetheless as he folded his arms and faked irritation. "I'm hoping to get also females strippers, by the way. I don't want you to get all the fun."

Alexis was on the point of answering, but they both could feel the stutter in the murmur of the crowd in front of them as many amazed faces turned towards them and hands started to knock on shoulders to make even more people turn. Killer almost groaned as he snorted loudly. He utterly hated that in moments like those. As much as he loved being intimidating and generate fear into people, it could get so boring walking around with everyone looking at you with shook. He tried to ignore them, coughing a bit as he turned away, looking with fake interest towards the tall building of the town all around them... But Alexis, who hadn't patience as her best trait, exploited the situation easily, crossing her strong arms and grinning with dominance towards the many persons turned, her expression a clear order... and those, very interested in avoiding any kind of trouble with the two giant warrior tigers, immediately stepped to the sides, opening up a large corridor for the two sovereigns as all the crowd shifted and stood well far to the sides to leave them as much room as possible.

"Thanks." Alexis observed with amusement, easily walking ahead as Killer followed and looked a bit around, trying to reassure everyone and sorta thank them as well with his eyes... but he hadn't too much success. Even the two muscular wolves in black smoking that were guarding the doors of the club and controlling every guest, stepped away and stared at them with terror as their ears flattened on their skulls and their long tails curled up between their legs as they found their normally-towering seven-something feet of muscles shadowed by a behemoth of 16 that judging from his fame and enormous musculature was capable to make of both of them key-rings. Alexis grinned playfully to both the wolves as she stepped past them and laid her hands on the handle of the door.

Alexis easily pushed the mirror-crystal doors open and she stepped inside the dark atmosphere, Killer following closely and grinning himself as he gave her a firm squeeze at the hips from behind, bending down a bit to playfully bite at her neck. "It wasn't needed. We could wait..." He observed amusedly, trying to reprimand her at least a little bit, but not really managing to. She slid her arms backwards along his sides, wrapping them around his large waist and pulling him closer as she grinned. "We should never wait." She teased him, and he shook his head softly as he straightened, grinning himself as her hands squeezed his enormous biceps across the thick leather jacket he wore. "Maybe you're right..." He conceded with a grin as he took in the sight of a couple stepping by them, a male wolf and a young, lithe female deer... Killer was disgusted by seeing the wolf trembling as he stared up at him with eyes wide on terror, even if he was ignoring him, busy only in squeezing Alexis against himself... and he was further irritated as the biker-like clothed, athletic wolf half-hid himself behind his lithe deer mate cowardly, proving to be what Killer used to call "muscles for show". Spectacles like that made him feel that he was wrong in treating everyone with respect... people like that deserved only to be thrown into the nearest wall and smashed. Hadn't he a minimum of pride, courage, or, furthermore, a bit of care for his girlfriend...?

The girl, instead, even if clearly scared, looked up at Killer with obvious interest, almost licking her lips as she gaped up at him a bit, taking in the imposing power of his huge body... and maybe also in the gentle, expert way he held Alexis with. The huge male let her have her look, then smiled a bit and winked to her... which made the small deer brighten up and smile wide to him. He valued for a moment the idea of taking her to a dark corner and have her while he pinned her boyfriend to the floor with a foot... and he knew from her look that she would have been only as happy as him with that... but he let it go, grinning instead as Alexis observed teasingly: "I'm always right, in reality..."Both snickered a bit as he looked down at her with a snort-laughter, and he slipped easily to her side, wrapping one of his muscular arms around her shoulders and holding her close to his side as they walked down the monumental corridor illuminated with soft blue light, the music coming at them as the couple opened the black doors at the end of the passage and slipped inside, the wolf throwing a last fearful look behind himself, relieved to slide away, and the deer looking back hopefully to see the giant male liger step forwards to take her.

Killer and Alexis reached the door immediately after it had swung closed, and the blond femme fatale grinned up to the male a bit. "You should have taken her. I would have liked seeing you fuck her in the baths, just to start up the night." She said easily, her own arm squeezing him gently around the waist as he pushed the door open idly, trading a grin with her. "I bet you would." He observed amusedly, and then he squeezed her against his side a bit. "But I would have needed to be far too gentle with a so thin girl to truly enjoy it." He added idly and she grinned as she nodded a bit. Indeed, it was part of the fun... Alexis knew well he could all too easily throttle and worse tear inside apart a girl like that with how powerful and massive he was. He looked down at her a bit, grinning knowingly as he snorted laughter, well knowing what was on her mind as they emerged into the dark club.

They were over a passage that ran all along the D shaped, enormous room. The passage was wide and risen over the crowded dance floor that occupied the inside of the D, and they were looking at the room from the middle of the straight wall, facing the curving part that hosted a huge stage, placed just in front of them and currently crowded with a dozen beautiful girls dancing in teasing, bikini-sized costumes. The dancing floor was constellated by several cubes, where beautiful girls and muscular boys were dancing around lucid, metallic poles, while several more dancers were over suspended metallic platforms kept lifted just about to chest level respect the people in the dance floor and at least ten more graceful girls were dancing high off the ground, twirling their body into curtains of soft red silk that, at least apparently, were also their lonely support. Two enormous disk-jockey consoles, each with several DJs serving in front of the most modern devices were placed at the far corners of the stage, while a complex and majestic game of lights flashed from any corners of the ceiling, soft smoke fogging the dancing floor to almost waist height. A gigantic bar was on the right side, with a bench long at least forty feet and faced by many stools, a good number of which already occupied. Several barmen and women were serving the guests... and for the joy of Killer, there was also a bit calmer zone on the left, served by a smaller bar, where several tables and sofa-like benches were ready to welcome the guests. He had never really loved discos, after all... many a time, his brothers had laughed of him as he said that the discos were just as noisy as battlefields but with less human interaction, but his thoughts hadn't changed a lot. He hated having to shout into one's hear to exchange all but a few words.

Fortunately, he and Alexis needed all but a glance to know what each other wanted to say... and they wouldn't have had problems anyway. The two walked easily along the passage to one of the majestic stairs at both ends of it, descending the steps, each illuminated by a soft blue light coming from neon tubes... and Killer leaded the way towards the bar, Alexis gladly keeping his pace at his side, arms tightly holding his huge, muscular one as she leaned softly against his side, smiling lovingly every time he softly looked at her. The huge male liger made well attention to walk along the border of the dance floor, avoiding the crowd, but Alexis could only grin in amusement as she saw it was useless: they were anyhow the centre of the attention, with everyone turning at them as they walked by... and most furs were fast at stepping out of their way with fearful looks. A raccoon who neither reached Killer's belt and was coming from the bar become white as a sheet as he caught in the imposing figure of the giant master and his beautiful, dangerous mistress, and he was amazingly fast in shrinking his figure, head low between his shoulders, ears lowered and tail curled up as he rapidly stepped into the dancing crowd with his just bought drink. Killer snorted laughter as he saw the fearful boy slam as foreseen into a moving couple, spilling his drink over the girl and taking a well-thrown punch on his muzzle by the boy, who then stared at the ligers in terror as he lifted his eyes.

"Why does everyone think we'll kill them...? Can't they just... say... stare and leave road without doing those faces...?" Killer asked in amused exasperation as he rolled his eyes a bit, making Alexis grin. The femme fatale then squeezed a bit his enormous bicep across his jacket and clothing with a hand, smiling softy. "I guess that if they are so scared it's because of these guns here... and the fact you are more than double the size of even the largest one, here." She observed, making him grin a bit. He squeezed her closer, wrapping a muscular arm around her shoulders and turning slightly to kiss her head. "And they stare in awe to the beauty and deadliness of that dangerous warrior that walks at my side." He said gently.

"Well, obviously. But since that's expected, I don't underlined it." She countered with a playful grin. Then they stopped their walk as Killer looked interestedly up to admire the evolutions of a lithe, athletic and attractive female panther that was dancing over their heads, wrapping and unwrapping herself into a red curtain with each swift, elegant move. The effect was very seductive, as any part of her body came slowly on the sight, maybe for lonely seconds as she moved to another position, her lonely support the curtain itself... that was also her lonely garment, apparently. The black panther reminded Killer of Serene, but he smiled a bit, amused by the consideration that, whether Serene had movements fluids and graceful, she wasn't really agile at all, and the thought of her doing such stunts was indeed amusing.

The dancer, anyhow, rolled on her side elegantly, letting the curtain unfold a couple of times and dropping to a lower height, nearer still to Killer's head... and she finally stopped her controlled fall just about in front of him, smiling and winking to him with charming emerald eyes. Killer answered with a warm, easy smile himself, which become a pleased grin as the panther, holding the red fabric wrapped around her form with a hand as she scissored elegantly her long, well-shaped legs, caressed his cheek gently with the other. Alexis looked up with a grin at that, amusedly staring as Killer looked gently in the panther's eyes until she dared to ask: "Think you have some time later on to spend on a little girl like me, Legend...?" She purred a bit, teasingly, before kiss gently at his cheek as he gladly let her do and the crowd stared from around them with obvious envy but not daring to make a sound or a move. "For you, I could admittedly find a few minutes, I suppose." He answered kindly, grinning, and she winked one more time before roll herself up in the curtain, twirling her body tight in the red silk that tightly molded on her curves as she slid upwards a few feet like if there wasn't any gravity. "I'll find you. You are easy to spot." She promised with excited voice, and he nodded with a soft laughter. "I guess so."

He and Alexis walked easily away, the crowd always rapidly opening up in front of them as the two tigers stepped into the bar's zone and Alexis gave Killer a soft nudge. "You don't lose time." She observed with a grin, and he looked down at her with equal amusement. "Well, I have your support, thing more unique than rare coming from a wife... and she's nice. Why should I have disappointed her...?" He answered with a wide, easy smile as they sat down on two free stools, Alexis crossing her enchanting legs primly as she leaned comfortably with her strong arms crossed over the bench, grinning as she tilted her head a bit to the side and staring at him with amusement. "Indeed." She playfully observed, before turn to a stunned bartender incoming to serve them. The poor badger looked not only amazed by the two giant tigers in front of his eyes, but sorta undecided between the outrageous beauty of the dominantly grinning femme fatale and the imposing, hulking sculpture of muscles that Killer was. Alexis thought amusedly that if he had uncertain sexual orientations, he was having a bad time... And her grin widened as she looked at Killer, who coughed a bit and stared flatly at the young barman, visibly not very flattened by the way the badger all but slaughtered at the sight of his bulging musculature.

"A whisky." The warrior commanded flatly, his blue eyes freezing the badger on the spot as he woke up from his half-trance and hurriedly nodded, fetching a small block notes. Alexis idly rose a hand and gestured a two, smiling kindly and then looking after the badger for a bit as he turned and walked away to get their request done. Killer looked at her with the corner of his eye and gave an imperceptible nod, than Alexis reciprocated before turn herself fully, leaning with her elbows and back on the bench as she pretended to look with interest on the hundreds of dancing people in the middle of the disco, her legs crossed and her booted foot idly beating the rhythm of the music as her sharp, expert eyes roved around the entire place before she looked up at Killer with the corner of her eye and imperceptibly shook her head in denial.

Killer simply closed his eyes as sign of understanding. Their target wasn't still there... there was no need to look by himself. Even in a so crowded space, Alexis's "sniper" eye could pick up any sign of the target in the space of a blink... and if she said he wasn't there, it wasn't. Besides, if he turned as well, it could awaken into the crowd more unwanted attention than what was safe... And in any case, they had no hurries. The night was still young... and they were reasonably sure that the target would have shown itself soon or later. He looked idly around a bit, his eyes absently tracing over the immense reserve of bottles of various booze that were exposed on the wooden shelves behind the counter and the flashing, multi-color lights above, before turn to his side and settle for a moment over a trio of giggling and smiling girls that were evidently talking and fantasizing of him, apparently trying to decide who of them should dare first to talk to him... And he let a slight grin crest his muzzle as he turned towards the returning barman loaded with two pail-sized glasses of amber whisky.

He received both and added some more ice from a bowl on the counter before handle one to Alexis, who grinned a bit as she playfully toasted, her glass giggling gently against his as he smiled softly, looking as she rose her drink a bit towards him in a toast and grinned before bring it to her lips, staring playfully at him as he did the same, answering to her playful challenge. Both rapidly emptied their glasses without a break, and grinned to each other as they put them down on the counter as the barman stared a bit, gaping slightly when Alexis shamelessly leaned against her lover's powerful and larger frame, wrapping her arms around his neck and licking softly his lips, savoring both him and the booze just drank at once. She murred a bit, smiling softly, and nuzzled Killer quietly. "So. I guess we could dance a bit, huh, lover...?"

"I don't doubt you could." He countered amusedly, squeezing her a bit around the waist. "But I truly don't know how to dance." He paused, then grinned a bit as he tapped with his fingers on her curving hips at the rhythm of the music going on. "I only learned waltz, and it was years ago. It's not really appropriate to this." He added, grinning a bit as she looked up at him with an amused smile.

Then she elegantly stood up, making him blink as she effortlessly exited his hold and slid to his side, pulling idly on his huge, muscular arm, her strength once more surprising him as he was effortlessly moved towards her, grunting a bit as she grinned. "Because you truly think all that people knows how to dance...?" Her grin spread wider as she snorted laughter. "It's a disco, lover. Not a party of royals. I bet no one knows how to dance anything specific." He stood slowly, smiling a bit himself as she brushed into his body sending crackling electricity-like desire in him as she grinned in that amazingly sexy way, looking up to him with the corner of her sapphire eye. "Just... move and follow the music. Either way, I truly don't think no one would ever dare to contest your style or something."

She guided him into the moving crowd, on the dark dance floor, where he followed her and embarrassedly stood for a moment as she started moving with that incredible, stunning grace and elegance she had in every, slightest movement, and that when dancing was even amplified. He stared at her with amused surprise, hypnotized by her moving, enchanting body... and then he started trying to awkwardly mirror her as a grin spread on his muzzle and he shook his head a bit. "I'm so going to punish you for making me do this..." He said playfully as she slid towards him to fleetingly kiss his cheek, brushing his side as she moved past him... "If I'll dance for you and only you like that panther on the curtain, you'll consider it a sufficient punishment, lover...?" She asked teasingly as she now pushed her wonderful body against his from behind, her hands wrapping around his waist and stroking over his clothed form, over the rock-hard profile of his abdominals up to his masculine breast, easily feeling his rippling, flexing muscles even across the fabric of his clothes. He grinned wide at that proposal, pushing his body backwards against hers eagerly as her hands stroked over his huge biceps, tightly molded into his shirt and leather jacket, both clothes looking ready to explode if just he flexed a bit. "Maybe..." He conceded. "Think you can do it well as that dancer...?" Alexis snorted amusedly as she leaned her head over his muscular shoulder and licked hungrily his cheek in the darkness. "Of course no." She said clearly. "I'll do it much better, for you."

Later on, their dancing brought them near to one of the many cubes were handsome girls were showing themselves dancing around a lucid metallic pole, each of them gathering up sizeable crowds of very interested boys with their beauty and moves, and Killer rapidly took the chance to take a break from dancing. As sexy and enticing as the deer girl dancing on the cube was, the huge white tiger found it relaxing... something he truly needed whit how aroused Alexis was making him with the seduction of her moving body and her continue teasing. He was finding harder and harder to resist her... but as much as the thought of him having one of his gigantic erections on the dancing floor amused Alexis and made her grin, as much as he took always pleasure by his obvious physical superiority, he did not want that to happen this time around, at least.

Alexis understood it easily, anyway, and she followed him with a gentle, amused smile on her muzzle as she slid to the front of his massive body and leaned softly against him, her slender but strong body resting against his powerful, muscular one as she laced her arms backwards around his waist and he wrapped his larger ones around her and squeezing her in gentle, playful reprimand for her teasing. But she only grinned, turning up her head to look at him invertedly and trade a soft smile with the huge male, grinding almost imperceptibly her body against his, feeling his chiseled muscles and his enormous cock push against her firmly, her grin going a bit wider as she purred softly and looked a bit around in amusement, finding the other couples standing a bit away from them, giving often hidden glances on the two lovers, the males particularly embarrassed of Killer's presence, that exposed them all to dangerous comparisons from their girlfriends... but neither a boy dared to look grudgingly to the giant male or furthermore make a sound that could attract his attention in any way. Besides, rage apart, their attention was inevitably shifted to the blond femme fatale, the tall and dominating mistress in the arms of the giant, to her outrageous beauty, to her confident and proud grin, to her breath-catching curves.

Killer could feel all of that unwanted attention. He could feel eyes sizing him up from all corners... some, mostly girl's ones, were interested and wanting glances. Many were envious ones, and carried hostility with them... but he was used to that, and anyway, even if forming a coalition against him, those boys would have been absolutely helpless against him. He just let himself being relaxed by the music, by the warm and loving body of Alexis resting against his own and by the moves of the pretty young deer dancer on the cube in front of them. Standing at more than six feet and with good curves, the girl was surely pleasurable even to his exigent eye, and the deer reciprocated his attention with her own much greater one, her eyes mostly fixed on him, roving over his enormous and powerful form with unmistakable erotic lust... and as he smiled a bit, he knew even without watching that Alexis was grinning her predatory and victorious, almost vicious grin. It was her way to be... she knew she was stronger, nicer, and smarter than any rival could be... and her self-confidence was only equal to her battle lust. Her grin was a continuous challenge for everyone... and in the same time, the sign of her certainty to win.

"Maybe your punishment should be more... public." Killer teased his beloved queen with a grin of his own as he bent his head slightly to nuzzle at her head and whisper in her ear softly. Alexis snorted laughter as she turned slightly, liking his cheek teasingly as her grin all but spread wider. "You want me to show this girl how dancing and teasing big males like you it's done...?" The huge white liger faked a moment of intense thinking before grin wide himself and nod. "The idea it's good. Give that nice deer the chance for a break."

Alexis gladly straightened and stepped forwards as he gently let his arms fall along her sides, letting her advance until she reached the tall cube and elegantly climbed on top with an easy leap up as the crowd around stared with shouts of approbation and wonder at her incredible beauty as her perfect forms showed themselves in the tight, molding black clothing she had on. Alexis gracefully slid towards the dancer as she stared at her in surprise, the much taller femme fatale smiling as her hand opened idly all the way the zip of her black leather jacket. The deer opened her mouth to talk, but Alexis rose a single finger and gently pressed it on her lips as she shook her head a bit with a grin. "I'll show you how it's done." The tigress said softly, grinning before cocking her head a bit towards Killer. "You go down there and try keep him warm until I'm away. I know you'll love the feel of him even more than you already liked his look, babe, don't worry." Alexis turned a bit, grinning over her shoulder to her beloved master and king as the deer cheerfully walked past her side to reach him. "He never disappoints." The blond femme fatale added softly.

The dancer girl needed no further encouragements. She nodded and murmured an "I bet it" that probably was not meant to be heard but that the sharp senses of Alexis don't missed and then the young deer slid down the cube and walked timorously to the huge male, Killer welcoming her kindly and holding her to his side as she cling to him with the smile of a child on Christmas that gets his hands on a long craved gift... and Alexis was already monopolizing the attention of a growing, rejoicing crowd of enticed and dreaming males. And even Killer, even knowing her so well already, was admittedly once more amazed of her seductive power, of her grace, of her unbelievable beauty and irresistible sexiness.

When she turned her shoulders to him, Killer and all the boys around him were left dreamingly staring at her wonderful, endless legs, wishing to be nearer, close enough to squeeze those amazing thighs, the perfectly formed, firm buttocks that switched seductively back and forth with each movement of her expert hips. Her long, ivory tail dancing itself with an elegance almost hypnotic, looking like a powerful, merciless cobra intent on attracting the prey nearer... and the grin she gave them all from over her shoulder proved once more that she was the predator and they were all preys, as her long and soft tail stroked lightly over her own long leg as she spread them a bit wider, leaning against the metallic pole with her body. The same Killer found himself dying for the wish to be the pole or her tail to touch her... a rapid glance around proved him that Alexis had already under her control all of the males... all the boys were sweating heavily, and the bulges in their pants suggested that she had already all of them stiff... And from the other side of the cube, the delirious shouts of want and admiration told him that she was using her front side with even more enchanting prowess of mistress.

Her arms grasped firmly the pole, hands running along it with a slow gentleness that made everyone feel his skin shiver in a desire so strong it was like she was touching them... her long leg elegantly rose and wrapped around the stick as well, making her perfect curves stand out even more under the colored flashing lights as she moved, arching her back before push firmly forwards against the stick, moving slowly down along it. Her buttocks, just as her breasts, had the power to easily defeat gravity with their divine firmness and their outrageous beauty and perfection put men on their knees as easily as they put females burning on the arson of envy. As she danced, in perfect rhythm with the music, with a seductive grace simply astonishing, she was a vampire. A perfect predator that would have leaved no chances to anyone... that craved them all as preys, but that in reality was absolutely unfazed and in certain cases even disgusted of the people around her. Her own lust was dedicated to one only male. The others were nothing more than accompaniments... wanted only for the records, to prove her dominance... and to prove once again that Killer was the superior, ultimate alpha. She got down easily to a squat, legs well spread, showing her curves with teasing ability as she moved, pushing rhythmically upwards as she rose again, grasped the pole with a hand and easily hauled herself up, rising her legs with impressive ease until she was in a vertical, legs joined resting against the stick... and then she wrapped both legs around it, sustaining herself easily as she grinned to the crowd, astonishing sight from both sides... And then she grasped the pole with her hands, rotating elegantly her torso and scissoring her legs gracefully to move back to her feet... and Killer knew that many males were gone. Literally.

At the last, Alexis turned, gracefully moving her body around to finally show herself to the other half of the crowd, her grinning eyes immediately searching and meeting Killer's ones with an intensity that was almost physically perceptible. He could feel her lust for him, feeling like her eyes could touch him, and across the clothes, besides... and he could feel her predatory satisfaction as she caught full awareness of the effects she had on the crowd. Not that she was surprised at all... but surely she was enjoying it a lot.

He squeezed idly the deer girl against his side, smiling at her gently for a moment... but it was for kindness more than anything else. The dancer was leaning shamelessly against his side, clinging to him and almost nudging at his bulging crotch with her muzzle because of the difference in sizes and her hands were hungrily stroking and exploring his body, trying to reach as far as they could, running over the rippling, powerful muscles of his form in awe. She was trembling slightly, and he could feel her breath hard over him, desiring him... so he gave her a few little and kind attentions. But his eyes were inexorably monopolized by Alexis. And he traded an amusing grin with her as she elegantly walked to the edge of the cube, the leather jacket she wore completely open at the front sliding down her shoulders as the crowd become even more noisily and excited. And he wondered on HOW well he truly knew her seduction. As much as it felt impossible, he was starting to think he had seen still little of what she truly could offer. The shouts of the by now huge crowd were a clear proof of her prowess as the game of seduction... and they were sincere. There was no need to look at her giant and powerful protector to applaud Alexis and furthermore drool over her.

The queen moved with grace, the dance of her curving hips hypnotic as she moved her torso expertly to get rid of her open leather jacket, grinning as she brought it to her mouth and kissed slightly the Predators badge before threw the cloth on the crowd below... and as much as many shouting boys tried to jump and leap up to get it, the jacket was easily caught by its addressee as Killer grasped it with a hand well over the reach of all the others... and he grinned as he brought it to his muzzle, breathing her wonderful scent as his eyes exchanged thousands words with hers in the space of one simple glance. Alexis now stood, legs spread wide as she towered over the crowd from the edge of the cube, arching her back slightly as she brought her hands behind her head, into her long, golden hair, amazing abdominals flexing powerfully, perched just under what was easily the most amazing couple of breasts they all had ever seen, hidden just under a soft, fine and tight black shirt that, if possible, underlined even more her absolute beauty.

The colored lights played hundreds of different reflects on her ivory, silky fur, drawing tens of different shadows between her rippling muscles as she flexed and moved with unbelievable elegance, lights reflecting from the diamond in her navel and her eyes shining predatorily of sapphire, icy light. She walked back to the pole, leaning against it, pushing against it teasingly, hands caressing along the stick as she leaned her head as well against it, her grin spreading wider as she danced and the crowd fell more and more under her control...

Until finally, she decided she had done enough. She easily descended from the tall cube, grinning teasingly as her hand traced patronizingly over the heads of many of her newly gained pets as she stepped close to them along her path, stopping once to tickle playfully a finger under the chin of a well-built Doberman in gangbanger clothing but otherwise staying well far from any contact with the boys, as much as they implored her favor: her eyes, icy as maybe never before despite their apparent playfulness, froze easily everyone in place as she walked with her usual grace towards Killer and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply as he pulled her closer by her firm, taunt buttocks. They worked their maws together for long moments as the crowd stared, their powerful bodies teasing each other and their hands exploring each other's body until finally the kiss broke and they traded an amused grin, the huge male gently pulling on her shoulders hers jacket. Then Killer greeted with a kiss also the young deer dancer and effortlessly helped her back up on the cube as he and Alexis walked once more towards the bar, laughing. The temperature in the crowd had been risen of a good few degrees, they could see and feel it easily... and a new shiver of excitement and expectation run along the noisily people when an amplified voice announced: "Attention, twenty minutes left to the amazing striptease of Max Power and his boys! The true meaning of horse power will be unveiled!"

"Max Power." Alexis remarked with a grin and an amused snort-laughter, brushing playfully against Killer's side. "If that horsie is the Max of power, how should I call you...?" She squeezed his bicep gently with her hand as the two walked side to side towards the counter of the bar and Killer turned to smile at her amusedly... but then her eyes caught a well know figure talking near the bench and she stopped immediately on her path, restraining even the larger male as he stepped forwards, still unaware of her catch. Alexis turned rapidly to Killer's front, pushing against his powerful body and kissing him gently... before nuzzle him until rest her muzzle against his, whispering in his ear. "3-hours, at the counter. We got it."

Killer hold her close, his hands stroking lovingly along her back as he turned his glance slightly to look over her golden hair in the suggested direction... and here he was, indeed. Bertram Kaufman, the owner and president of the Kaufman International Bank and of thousands other activities, business, buildings, ships and much more. He was one of the richest persons of the entire world... also because he was apparently involved in many not-legal business, often much more profitable than loyal ones. Many a times he had been reputed responsible of dirty operations, tied especially with the uranium of the mines of the kingdom of Urania and the petrol of the rich fields of the area of Alfaya, in the Eastern sector of the Northlands. Moreover, he was probably one of the kings of drug and weapons traffics on global-scale. He was only suspected, anyhow: money probably had kept him safe enough, spent for the right persons at the right moment... But then Killer had stepped in and took his own initiatives to see clearly into the Kaufman's files. Alexis had been wonderful, using her spectacular prowess with computers and hacking to get into many important databases, verifying that, indeed, many illegal affairs could be attributed to him... but most of all proving true the suspects of Killer about the role of Kaufman in the financing and arming processes of the NWOA. And that required further and in depth investigation... it could become their best shot against the terrorist organization he was facing by now from many years.

Killer fought back the grimace of disgust that he felt about his muzzle as he looked at their target with the corner of his eyes. The ursine wasn't taller than six feet, but was maybe larger than high thanks to his pudgy gut. Say he was fat was too little... and it was not only fat for food, but for clear abuse of booze, as well. Killer grinned a bit, and Alexis did as well as she felt the hold of his hands over her body become tighter and stronger: he was thinking to what it would have been like to punch such fat ass in the belly. And since a punch of his own could probably sink a warship, Alexis snickered silently at the thought of all that lard exploding around. Kaufman was wearing a black dinner jacket with a white scarf around the neck coming down to his soft chest and he was wearing a pair of small, circular glasses that made him extra-ugly and he was keeping a glass of champagne in his hand, looking around cheerfully. Since also the night club was his and he had an endless hunger of money, he was probably enjoying seeing it so full.

Killer snorted a bit in distaste, then nuzzled Alexis gently. "Ok. You know what you have to do, darling." But she don't let him go, restraining him as he moved. "Unfortunately, I know." Alexis observed with cold voice. "But you must give me a credible reason to make my approach look possible." She added in a professional voice. Killer, anyhow, don't understood immediately. "What...?"

Alexis looked up at him with an amusedly-exasperated glance, grinning. "Lover, he may be a stupid ass, but neither him is dumb enough to believe I can have any interest in him when I've got a male like you that gives me whatever I want. What could I want from his fat ass if I've got a male that's as rich as he is if not more, is king of one of the largest empires this world seen, is awesome like a god, sports muscles that makes even bodybuilders hide in shame, packs a strength that's divine at the very least and has enough cock and power to make of me and an army of other females nothing more than a heap of flesh and cum if just he wants to have some fun...?"

Killer stared at her a bit as an amused grin spread slowly on his muzzle. "I guess... What's your suggestion, then...?" He asked softly, holding her close to his body... and she nuzzled him, gently pushing his muzzle to the side, until he was looking at the now desert stage, illuminated and now covered by artificial fog tall a couple of feet from the floor. A king-sized bed had been brought in the middle of the stage, and a huge digital timer was counting down the time missing before the exhibition of the black stallion porn star and his pals. "No..." Killer laughed, shaking his head softly. "Oh yes, instead. You are asking me a lot with that pudgy motherfucker. At least collaborate to make my work easier." She said gently, but firmly. "I just regret I'll cannot follow your exhibition with the deserved attention..." She grinned, and Killer knew he had lost. He couldn't say no to her.

A few minutes later, with the timer slowly dropping towards the zero, Alexis walked with all of her predatory elegance and seduction towards the bar's counter, ordering a whisky with perfectly faked irritation as she leaned with crossed arms on the bench, very near to where the rich, fat bear was standing. And she grinned savagely inside herself as she saw him immediately turn to stare at her in awe and want... he did nothing to try and hide the drool he was spilling as he roved over her divine body with his eyes... and she knew it would have been easy. Very easy. It still remains a horrible work, anyhow. He sucks. Hard. She thought with disgust that made her irritation look more and more true. You better do a nice stunt to pay me back, lover... this work sucks.

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Alexis received her whisky and turned to drink an idle mouthful from the huge glass, resting her back against the counter, legs primly crossed as she looked towards the stage and sighed softly, her eyes full of regret not faked at all... How I wish I could just... fill my eyes with your power, lover, instead of exploiting your exhibition to trick this sack of shit here...

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The timer reached the zero, and an explosion echoed across the entire night club as artificial white fog hid the figure of the stripper coming on the stage as the lights illuminated him from behind, making him look all the more imposing, huge and muscular as he walked slowly towards the middle of the floor, every movement soaked with power and dominance... And Alexis hid her grin with mischievous prowess as she forced her head to turn to the opposite side and snorted, following her plan despite the wish she had to just stare and enjoy as Killer stripped. It would be quite the show... But she had at least a little consolation as she caught in the corner of her eye the dumb look on Kaufman's face. He was clearly trying to decide if he could dare to approach the dangerous and powerful goddess at the bar, that was yes outrageously beautiful, but also more than double his size and looking strong enough that she could knock him down for a week with the slightest of her slaps... Perfect. It looks like it'll be a work even easier than what we thought.

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Killer gave a fast glance in the direction of the bar, and saw the same scene, coming to the same deduction of Alexis, fact that made his dominant grin spread a bit wider on his muzzle as he emerged from the fog like a god, towering on the stage like a colossus of muscles, ridiculing even the otherwise imposing figures of the other strippers, Max Power in first place. The black stallion hadn't been very happy when Wyvern had popped up into the dressing room... less than ever when he had approached the director of the show, which for the surprisingly good luck of the liger that night was a girl, and said he wanted to join the incoming show. She had been easily amazed by the hulking, giant legend for his sizes and musculature... and the last touch to convince her had been even easier. He had allowed her to give a squeeze to the massive rod of flesh resting in his black jeans... which had caused her jaw to drop straight down to the floor. Then, he had gladly completed his opera by kindly listening to her prayers and fucking her. A fast thing, since they had just a few minutes left before the show... he hadn't neither had the chance to hilt his enormous member into her tiny body in such short time... luckily. I don't think she would have managed to survive otherwise... And a few slow, gentle thrusts of his own had brought her to a shattering orgasm and to pass over. She had remained unconscious, bleeding on the floor for all the time it took him to change into the largest strippers' clothes they had found, still uncomfortably tight and under-sized on him, while three more girls of the dancer corps of the place lapped gladly clean his bloodstained, gargantuan cock. It had took all of his long-trained self control to tame himself down to flaccid and less monstrous and impossible sizes in time... and when he had leaded the sulky-looking Max Power and the other on the stage, the director was still knock out.

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Killer felt his grin get wider and darker at that thought... but he repressed his darkness immediately, hating how wonderful it still felt on him even just a little hint of what could easily become a mortal rape, despite all the by now years spent trying to tame his savage instincts. He couldn't help how great it felt to rip his monstrous cock into bodies that were fatally helpless and hopeless against his titanium-hard gargantuan maleness... how musical the screams of the breaking girl sounded... how welcoming the heat of the blood spilling out the shattered body... how pleasurable the sound and the feeling of the bones cracking and the flesh ripping as he thrust his shaft into them until fill and drown them in his seed. How powerful and divine he felt when he took his toll of life raping... But as much as his dark nature loved it, it was something he was trying to avoid with all of his will and energies. And he hated how he had come near to lose the control... and how easily it had happened.

"... We got for you all here at the Nightsun the most special of guests! Along with the horse power, the purest expression of the power of the North. We offer you the legend... the emperor of the North... The terror of Wycherley... In a word, we bring to you... Wyvern!"

Killer was awakened by his thoughts from the deafening shout of the loudspeakers of the disco and the subsequent explosion of shouts, shrieks, whistles and applauses that come from any corner of the huge place, and he forced his gritted teeth to change into his usual, self-confident and dominant grin, forcing his late and useless rage out of his icy sapphire eyes as he stepped forwards elegantly in the fog, looking down from the corner of his eye to Max Power. I truly should ask him his true name, anyway. This is lame. The stallion seemed to have by now accepted the fact he wasn't anymore the big guy around, and smiled kindly up to him... or maybe grinned in rather well hidden amusement at the sorta of nervousness the tiger showed now that he had to come on the scene. I swear, if you are patronizing me in any way and I get a sign of it, you'll be the next carpet of my bedroom... It's not a fault if I never did other than fighting and raping, in public...

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He emerged from the artificial smoke a moment before of Max Power, who stood at his side, compensating a bit the very not flattening comparison between the liger's 16 plus feet and his seven-nine with his obviously much greater experience of dance and shows. Killer, anyway, caused the cheers of the huge crowd to rise of a pair of notes, despite all the limits of his dancing. He was wearing a black motorcycle jacket left open on his powerful form, since close it had been impossible. It was ensured around him by a huge leather belt that he could snap open with an easy flex whenever he wanted, and his potent torso was tightly molded into a black shirt that looked - and was - on the point of tearing apart at the smallest of his movements as his muscles bulged powerfully. Two black motorcycle pants of lucid leather completed the opera, these two as much tight on his huge, muscular legs and particularly strained over his massive package. Two sunglasses were held low on his muzzle as well... and all in all, as much as he had felt ridiculous the first moment, he was an amazing sight, that easily stole the attention from the black stallion once thought protagonist and from the other four horse dancers in second line.

Alexis turned towards the stage, sipping idly from her drink as she stared to Killer in hungry interest, finding extremely hard to fake irritation and snort while her true feelings were resumed in a rising, tickling and wanting heat in her loins as her eyes devoured the flexing muscles of her lover... She could see the fabric strain and cry from where she was, and the crowd was even louder than the music, by now. She had a moment of worry as her fake snort come out louder and more groan-like than what she had planned when Killer idly flexed in the distance crossing his arms in front of his chest and making the belt he wore all but explode, his jacket tearing partially on the sleeves as his muscles bulged amazingly, his explosive power showing itself... Control, Alexis. Don't you start looking like a common bitch just because he's so goddamn hot. Control.

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"...Huh... Sorry... milady...?" An embarrassed, fearful voice asked and Alexis, despite all, felt a thrill of victory inside herself. Ok. Be fast, get the puppy happy and get him talking, and you can see the rest of the show... She turned, forcing a smile on her muzzle as she looked down at the black suited, fat ursine, managing to pull up a fake smile so happy and realistic looking that the bear's face immediately enlightened up as a more confident smile played about his muzzle. "Oh, finally a chivalrous man." She observed, glad that her sarcasm was successfully hidden into a flattening, sweet tone of her melodious voice. The billionaire looked further reassured of her words and her gentle expression, and suddenly he appeared much more self confident and proud. He was probably thinking that his rich clothing and his aristocratic-even-if-awkward bearing put him a step above the others... and Alexis feared he was already starting to think he was a luck blessing the beautiful femme fatale, for how he pushed outwards all of a sudden his pudgy belly and falling chest.

"I saw you alone and sad, milady... May I be of help for you...?" Not even if you were the last male in the universe, asshole. I'd either use my fingers forever. Alexis smiled wider, tilting her head a bit to the side, faking with amazing talent a flattened expression. "I think a chivalrous and kind man like you could be of help for anyone..."

The ursine grinned now, more and more sure of himself and the power of his money, all but happy swaying on the spot. Alexis was surprised he wasn't still rubbing his hands together. And she knew it was the right moment to place a few more decisive hits on the moron. It was definitely much easier than forecasted... her eyes had already made of him a slave... a slave stupidly sure to be the master. "I so need some good men's company... my king likes far too much to go 'playboy' on other girls, leaving me alone... And I feel so lonely..."

The ursine showed his best outraged look, straightening and visibly ready to teach a lesson to a bad behaving kid as he looked around proudly. "What a rascal, milady. Where such rogue happens to be...? I'll teach him a lesson." Alexis had to bite her tongue not to laugh as she sighed in perfect imitation of your average tired wife... And then she turned to the stage, grinning as he could not see her, raising her hand to point at Killer. "Here he is..." Alexis observed with idle voice... and she could hear the ursine gasp even over the shouts and the music into the disco as he half-fell on the nearest stool. She could tell he was sweating and trembling... she could feel his fear in the air. And it was so sweet... "He's such a playboy..." Alexis carried on imperturbably, finding so hard not to let her voice go flattening on her lover as her eyes devoured him... "Always showing off to the other girls until he has them at his feet..." Indeed, I can say he has more females in an hour of his average-day than you've touched in your life, your mother included. "He finds it amusing. After all..." She sighed theatrically. "He's so handsome..."

Killer was currently moving to the loud rock music coming from the speakers, showing his sexy, powerful body to the crowd as his rebel mane gave the best of itself under the colored lights, his white fur visible in the tears of the jacket he was wearing. His grin was astonishingly seductive.

"... So strong..."

The huge male had now stopped on the brim of the stage, grinning wide as he towered over the crowd, tens of hands rising to brush his feet and lower legs as he idly flexed a couple of times, hands grasping the back of his own head, his clothing straining and tearing some more even at his playful flexes as his whole body grew even more imposing as his enormous muscles flexed and expanded.

"...so muscular..."

Killer threw the tattered jacket on the crowd, tens of furs battling to get their hands over it, and his powerful body looked stronger than ever as his colossal biceps looked gorgeous stretching to death the black shirt he wore... And the crowd exploded as he slowly pumped his arms for them, his muscles straining and tearing easily the fabric before he really flexed and the shirt ripped apart to pieces, uncovering his divine, powerful body for hundreds of furs to drool over, for the deafening cheer of the crowd. They evidently loved it as much as Alexis did, and she stared hungrily as Killer idly brushed away the remnants of the poor cloth, standing in all his imposing, towering figure, tilting his head upwards with his "you are my bitch" grin and brushing slowly, teasingly a hand on his body, down from a superb pec over his rippling, astonishing abs... and then he walked to the edge of the stage and kneeled down, nearby a large group of young, giggling girls, flexing one of his enormous, strong arms for them, who immediately stepped forwards to give it loving squeezes under his grin. One, particularly daring, tried to squeeze his immense bicep with both hands... and he grinned wider as an idle flex made it bulge so much that she was lifted from the ground effortlessly, for the awe of his public.

"... So big..."

He walked back to the centre of the stage, giving the shoulders for a moment to the crowd... and when he suddenly turned, they all saw his hand squeezing on his rapidly stiffening, still-flaccid-but-already-enormous member across the jeans, all the stares going down from his magnificently built body to his bulging crotch... and he torn easily away his pants with a hand, launching them behind himself. And nothing mattered the fact that in the same time also Max Power and the other horses had done the same move... because there was more cock packed in his tearing, strained boxers than over all the other dancers put together. And she licked her lips as her sharp senses told her he had been taking his toll of blood already... she could feel the weak scent of sex in the air, coming from his crotch, even across the whole disco... and she could spot and smell blood in the fur of his long, flush happy highway even from that distance away. I can tell you've been having some fun without me, lover...you awesome bastard...

Alexis then sighed of a very true sigh, well knowing she had to continue her little performance to milk the needed info out of the ursine, much as she just wanted to keep looking to Killer's moves and to his potent body... and she so had to turn back to the bear and fill her eyes up with his fugly, fat look instead of filling her sight with the glory of her lover's shaft, as she wanted to do. But at least, she laughed loudly inside herself as she found Kaufman staring in the distance, his eyes wide as he caught in Killer's figure, sizes, power, muscles, strength... everything. The bear's hand was squeezing the glass of champagne so hard his knuckles had turned white... and his mouth was gaping so much that she could likely punch his tonsils if she wanted. "...He has so easy success with the girls... and I always end up in the background..." She continued with innocent voice, raising a hand to caress Kaufman's cheek and bring him back to earth, as much as it horrified her. He turned a bit to her, dumbly closing his mouth and attempting a smile... but the result made him even uglier to her eyes. "Are you scared of him...?" She asked with girlish, innocent voice... or, at least, as girlish and innocent as she could manage.

"Oh...eh... Oh, NO! Of course not!" He laughed stupidly, rubbing a hand on his temple. Yeeeees. What a lion-heart you are... Alexis smiled, hoping it won't come out like the darkly amused grin of derision she sported in her mind... But evidently her talent kicked him again, because he smiled. "He... He truly deserves a lesson. Someone should teach him not to leave alone such a beautiful lady like you." Oh. Sure. A moment ago haven't you said you would have taught him the lesson... you already back out...? Alexis smiled, forcing herself to cling a bit to the ursine, brushing his side as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "Oh, he truly deserves one... And I so need a good boy like you..." As I need tooth decay... "Why don't you tell me a bit more of yourself, huh...?" Done. In five minutes I'll know even how tall was his grandpa.

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Killer looked in the distance, towards the bar... and immediately spotted Alexis's beautiful figure, with the goddamn Kaufman by now cuddled by her strong arms, telling her rivers of words. As forecasted, she could easily pull out any kind of info from anyone with little more than a blink of her eyes... but he was surprised at how it hurt him to just see her being that sweet with another male. Even if he was fully aware that Alexis was faking everything... even if his sharp eyes could notice from even that distance the tension in her powerful muscles that tell clearly she was all but dreaming to crush the pudgy bear in her grip... still, it hurt.

Anyway, he kept up his grin as he advanced on the stage, his large hands grasping the waistband of his strained, tearing boxers... the moment had come, and the crowd was making a noise almost scary as hundreds of furs screamed, whistled and beat their feet on the floor and beat their hands and stared. Hundreds of eyes staring at him... he had literally stolen the scene... and he grinned wider. Let's see how they react. Shout, or silence...?

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He pulled firmly away, his claws and fingers easily ripping apart the remnants of the strained boxers as he stood naked, legs spread wide as his gargantuan, flaccid-but-colossal member, that had been resting sneaking its way up along even his hip, barely contained by the large underwear, came revealed in its glory, whipping hard forwards to fall dangling between his legs reaching even past his knees. His gigantic cock looked monstrously big as it rested in front of his enormous testicles, which hung outrageously low and huge in their white-furred sac, his black, powerful shaft enormous and wrapped in finger-think veins... almost four feet of sheer, hot power. And he still was supremely unaroused.

Silence... now, this is funny. I shocked them. Killer grinned in dark amusement as for a moment the disco fell silent, only the music and a few shouts and whistles coming to his ears as his eyes caught into an endless number of gaping mouths... and then he curiously gave a glance from the corner of his eye to his side, taking in the famous and glorified maleness of Max Power. And he grinned as he saw that, as impressive as it was, it wasn't two feet... and it looked tiny in comparison with his gigantic, powerful member, two times bigger and outrageously thicker. The black stallion was staring at it with shock from the corner of his eye... and that made Killer grin even wider as the crowd in front of them suddenly seemed to start again breathing after the long pause of shock... and exploded in a rumble of shouts, whistles and acclamations as the huge males on the stage run their hand teasingly down their members, fingers rubbing lightly on the huge shafts before wrap around them and easily pump towards glorious erections. And the crowd went crazy.

Then, finally, Killer and Max Power stood side to side, both powerfully erect and ready, Killer's cock towering in all its might and sizes, 74 inches of hard, veiny black flesh that put easily even the 30 of the black stallion to shame. The music lowered itself, soft white light only now illuminating the two huge males and the king-sized bed behind them... and Killer suddenly realized with some apprehension that he did not knew what he was supposed to do at that point. But his ears started to pick up feminine and not voices shouting pleading messages. One, message, more accurately. "Choose me! Please, pick me up!"

He slightly bent to the side as Max Power looked up at him with a bit of a grin, and Killer half-sighed. He hated having to ask for instructions in anything. "What should we do at this point...?" The horse looked amused by the question, and stepped a bit to the side. "What YOU are supposed to do, I'd say..." He paused, probably valuating if he could have a bit of revenge on the giant liger that had stolen the spotlight so easily... But a sudden, threatening flex of Killer's hugely muscled arm convinced the porn star that it was better to answer. And rapidly. "Normally this show ends up with a sort of tribute to the largest hung male. Normally it was me... but it looks like today it's your turn. Choose a toy from the crowd and use it as you please."

Killer released a low murr of understanding, turning back to the shouting crowd and licking a bit his grinning lips. "That's something I can do well..." His cold blue eyes roved over the tens of girls that had gained the first line of the crowd and were doing all what they could to gain his favors... and he realized with relief that a little fear he initially had had was unfunded: most of the females he could see were nice ones... and a few were truly attractive. For a moment, he had feared to have to face a charge of ugly, sexually entirely inexperienced and so starving ladies... but he was now faced instead by very likeable females of any species, some of whom were currently standing topless or pouring their drinks on their shirts to try and impress him. It wasn't an easy choice.

"Can't I simply choose all of them...?" He asked simply, realizing a moment too late how it had to sound dumb to the ears of Max Power and the others. After all, here it wasn't the Northlands, the culture was entirely different... and most of all, they had probably never seen a male that, like Killer, could sustain a ridiculous numbers of sexual intercourses in a day thanks to his particularly lucky genetic mix. Indeed, he could cum tens of times in one day without problems, and not counting the numerous times he and Alexis would melt themselves together in the space of a day, back at home he was used to have a good ten or so females any day... But they don't know... and even explaining it would likely be useless. And in fact, the horse was already staring at him ironically, a blond eyebrow arched. Killer coughed a bit, forcing out a smile, and waved a hand to him a bit. "Nevermind..."

Killer looked all over the crowd again, then his eyes settled with interest on a very attractive young girl, on her long blond hair, on her body, but especially on her seductive blue eyes. It was interesting, more than anyone else in the crowd, because of her behavior. There was definite lust and interest in her eyes... and her body shown her desire in the form of her hardened nipples, that Killer could see easily under the fabric of her light white shirt... but there was also... almost a soft challenge. And pride. She wasn't showing shamelessly herself or trying to give show to attract his attention... and he liked that. He was almost bored of females showing themselves so easily, after all. He was too experienced to be still turned on in any particular way by such spectacles, unless the girl doing it was truly amazing, like Alexis and maybe a very few others... He liked more a prideful girl with a challenge in her eyes. A challenge to undress, to dominate, to own and to win. A challenger that knew well to have lost even before fight... but that nonetheless only blushed a bit under his glance and grin.

She was a lynx, slender and about seven feet tall, a good size for most races... her body was lithe and well formed, her firm breast D-cup sized molded tightly in a simple, plain white shirt, her belly firm and flat and left partially shown by her short top, long legs wrapped into form-fitting blue jeans and booted feet... She was very nice, with her long blond hair going fluently down her back, her blue eyes desiring, and her black-spotted silvery fur shiny and well cared. She had two snake-earrings of silver dangling from her tufted ears, and a small chain with a shark fang as pendant resting on her attractive bosom as it heaved softly with her breath... And Killer suddenly knew he had to own her. He grinned as he rose his arm and pointed at her with a finger... and she blushed a bit harder as she looked up in surprise, her hand rising to touch her chest as to ask "me...?". And Killer simply gestured with his finger to come on the stage, winking to her as many other females turned to the lynx with obvious envy. The blond girl, anyhow, walked easily towards the stage, feline elegance in each move as Killer waited for her at the edge of it, kneeling down with a smile as he offered his large, strong hand to the much smaller female. She grasped it with a soft smile... and then she blushed a bit when he effortlessly lifted her up in the air and put her gently on her feet on the stage, in front of him, where she was left facing pretty much the thick base of his colossal member, because of the difference of sizes between her and the giant. She stared at the amazing sight, inhaling his powerful, masculine scent, finding her senses screaming in lust at it as she stood and stared, almost hypnotized by his imposing form.

She looked at all of his astonishing muscular body, roving over the evident signs of his famous power, gaping a bit as a blush reddened her cheeks. He sure looked like a perfect male, strong, muscular... and two times taller than the biggest one she'd ever met... and her sight turned back again to his massive member, and she gulped. Killer grinned a bit wider as he caught the fear and yet the interest in her eyes as they wandered over his powerfully muscled body, his enormous biceps, his tight packed, rock-hard abs and then all the way down to his gigantic member... And he stepped closer to her easily, hands gently grasping her shirt and starting to lift it away. She started to sweat a little as Wyvern began to slowly undress her, gently, almost ceremoniously, as the crowd once more went mad. But that all was already starting to be far away from her... a background faded by distance, as her senses were absorbed by his imposingness, and something inside her made that entire situation feel very hot and exciting, even if logic called for her to be scared and ashamed and disgusted of the fact that an entire, crowded night club was staring and shouting and catcalling as she was undressed by a male she knew only for his fame. But surely, she never had seen someone comparable to him before, neither in the movies... and he was a volcano of sex appeal, admittedly. She was so confused that she didn't know what to say or do, besides staring at his crotch and body as he started to remove her shirt and her body collaborated almost mechanically.

"I guess they would have liked more if I ripped your clothes apart..." Killer observed amusedly, leaning down on her with a soft smile as he removed her shirt. "... It would have been fun, indeed, but I realize it would be a problem for you afterward, yes...?" He nodded, not truly waiting for an answer as she kept staring at him and he flexed a bit under her glance, making his powerful muscles bulge and ripple outwards like tires with a bit of vanity as he grinned. "What's your name, sugar...?" He asked gently when she come free of her shirt and he thrown it on the bed idly, his hands caressing her shoulders and sliding down her back to grasp the clasp of her black bra.

"Trine, Wyvern." She answered, her voice surprisingly firm, considering the situation and the fact that she was actually overshadowed easily by a giant, hulking male more than two times taller and infinitely stronger than her. He laughed a bit at that, unclasping the bra with no hurry, his hands softly rubbing on her body with prowess at each movement, before he let her bra fall away down to her feet. She shivered at the sudden exposure to the cold air, but grinned up at him, feeling anxious and excited, his touch sweet and gentler than what she expected from such a huge, powerful machine of destruction... his dominance, instead, was just like she had always imagined and dreamed it. Even being gentle, his grin, his glance, his sheer power, showing itself in his bulging, enormous muscles put him in full control... he was dominating her entirely with just his presence... and she knew that everyone in the disco was feeling as much dominated, crushed into a corner, helpless against his superior might. "The name's Killer, but Wyvern it's fine." He observed amusedly, pleasurably surprised of her little grin. "You look happy... don't you realize how dangerous I'm to you...?" He whispered playfully, his grin wide as he leaned down a bit further and his colossal shaft touched her on the head, the hard, thick flesh pushing against her muzzle. She hummed a bit, pushing herself against him and her tongue pushing out timorously from her slightly departed lips, giving his powerful member a loving little taste. "Didn't I tell you that I like dangerous?" She asked softly.

Killer snorted laughter at that, his grin spreading wider as his hands massaged her body, sliding to her front, to reach her soft, plump breasts, putting a hand on each and squeezing teasingly as he leaned closer and looked in her eyes. "This much dangerous...?" He asked amusedly. She shivered slightly at that touch, lowering her head a bit... but then, she wrapped her arms around his titanic cock and kissed his shaft with passion. "Yes."

He laughed softly in amusement as he pushed down against her body, rolling her swells gently as he squeezes a bit more firmly, pushing his cock domineeringly between her breasts and idly thrusting back and forth into them, grinning as he spread them as wide as they could go with his thick, immense member, making her close her eyes and moan as his mighty maleness was rubbed against mostly her whole body. "Now... that's nice." He observed, moving his hands down along her body teasingly, making her shiver in lust as she groaned softly and he grinned wider as his finger traced slowly down her form, rolling down her breast to reach the fly of her pants, his fingers pushing into her waistband without further hesitations and reaching forwards to undue her pants. She stares straight back into his eyes, purring softly as he undid her fly, her pants falling down her legs to puddle around her feet... and before she could even think to kick them away, he simply grinned and lifted her out of them, cuddling her in his powerful, muscular arms and resting her against his chest as he turned and walked towards the bed, the girl quickly kicking away her boots as she curled up gladly in his embrace.

Trine was closed between his masculine chest, his arms and his towering, monstrous black cock. It was impressive, it was scary. She felt insignificant as he carried her idly and effortlessly, her weight meaningless to the giant... and yet, his powerful muscles bulged against her body with each movement. His pecs pushed against her back with each breath, feeling like a chiseled wall of hot steel crushing her forwards... his biceps where enormous, and every slight flex made them bulge enough that she could probably curl up and rest into one of those massive boulders of strength. And his cock... gods...

He felt her shiver against his body, and he bent his head a bit to nuzzle her softly. "Nervous...?" She looked up at him with a bit of surprise... then she smiled, her eyes sliding closed as she blushed a bit, and nodded. "Don't care of the crowd... I'll make you forget they even exist, in a moment." He observed softly... and she grinned from where she rested against his powerful chest. "You did already." She said amusedly... and he grinned. "So, it's me that makes you nervous, you I-like-dangerous Trine...?" He asked teasingly.

She opened her eyes and looked up at him. His grin was of sheer power and dominance, but he was also gentle. No maliciousness in the slightest. "Yes..." She whispered before turn her attention to his colossal member. The sight before her was simply amazing. The black veiny shaft was almost as big as her entire body. Her legs felt weak and her pussy started to become wet as she worshipped that enormous pillar of mighty flesh with her eyes. "It's.. it's ... so huge..."

Killer softly deposed her on the king-sized bed, then stood in front of her in all of his towering hugeness, spreading his legs a bit wider as his sex was fully revealed, towering in front of her like a massive pillar of flesh. He grasped his enormous shaft with a hand that went nowhere close to wrapping around his own thick member, covering little more than half of its massive width as it throbbed with power and he stroked it leisurely a few times. "I know." He answered simply to her shock, grinning wide, domination flashing from his icy sapphire eyes. "Hmmm...." She moaned softly, gaping as she watched him spread his legs a bit and show her his monstrous shaft in full glory. Then he wrapped that huge paw around it and it seemed that even his own hand could not wrap it more than halfway around... and she all but slavered at the amazing sight.

Killer easily climbed on the bed himself, putting a knee on each side of her as he leaned down over her body, easily shadowing her much smaller form as his hands massaged teasingly along her sides, rising to her exposed breasts as she breathed hotly, staring at him with desire and amazed pleasure at how gentle he was, despite his sizes, his might and the crushing dominance radiating out of him. She moaned loudly when he pressed against her smaller body, his gigantic cock pressing against her form, sandwiched tight between their hot bodies, his hands reaching slowly up for her firm swells, squeezing them gently as he grinned down at her and bent his head to nuzzle her softly.

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Trine don't lose any time or chance, nuzzling him back gently and pushing her mouth against his, capturing his lips with hers, in a passionate kiss while pressing her upper body upwards, wanting to feel more of him, as his mighty shaft spread her breasts wide apart and thrust lightly back and forth, teasingly. Killer murred lightly as he bit playfully on her lip, working his tongue in a kiss in her mouth, wrestling hers as he leaned further down over her body, hands rolling her breast together slowly and gently, fingers trapping her hardening nipples between themselves and teasing her expertly as he pushed down over her. Trine moaned softly in the kiss, Wrapping her arms around his neck, her tongue rubbing against his, moving her body to rub teasingly against his powerful, muscular one, stroking his shaft teasingly as she pushed her crotch upwards to rub against his own, urging him. He growled lowly as he started pushing teasingly with his crotch, pressing down with his weight over her as his hands rolled and squeezed her breasts together teasingly and he wrestled fiercely her tongue backwards, kissing towards her throat hungrily.

One of her hands trailed softly along his powerful chest, marveling at the feeling of his huge, strong pecs and of his powerful abdominals flexing against her hands, shivering a bit at the feeling of his power and pressing instinctively herself closer to him, her tongue relaxing in submission and letting his own conquer her throat as she murred deeply in lust. He flexed powerfully against her hand with a pleased murr, pushing against her fingers as he locked his lips over hers with even more decision, tongue pinning hers down in domination before push teasingly to her throat and his fingers squeezing on her hardened, erect nipples. Trine groaned a bit, eyes sliding closed in pleasure as she slipped her other hand over his body, slowly stroking his powerful chest and pressing her tongue upwards in a challenge that made Killer grin and growl a bit in lust: not too many females, apart Alexis, had the courage to fight him back in any way. He found it stimulating... and he fought her tongue back viciously in assertion of full dominance as she moaned softly at the feeling of his fingers teasing her nipples.

He growled a bit as he used his weight to pin her down further, his tongue firmly repealing hers down as he flexed harder against her wandering hands, his fingers squeezing her breasts almost roughly now as his thumb teased and rolled her nipples with prowess, making her moan louder and arch her back a bit, pushing herself against his colossal member and bulging musculature, pulling him closer in lustful desire. Trine moaned loudly into his mouth, her tongue rubbing his own softly, petting his as she finally submitted, the claws of one of her hands digging into his back a bit as she attempted to pull him even closer, to urge him to take her...

He rolled his tongue in her throat a bit before slowly move backwards, coming free of her mouth to kiss teasingly and fleetingly her lips one more time before move his head downwards to teasingly bite at her neck, moving slowly downwards even further to settle on one of her breasts and lock his lips around her hard nipple, suckling teasingly as he nuzzled at her swell, hands sliding down her hips towards her waist. Trine gasped and arched her back a bit as his mouth made contact with her nipple, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, gripping them tightly, her legs finding their way around his waist. Killer murred at that, thrusting idly his shaft against her body, his thick pre soaking her fur as he started licking and sucking at her firm breast as his teeth teasingly squeezed her hard nipple, eyes looking up at her with a grin as his hands slide down into the waist band of her panties, a finger touching the front of her underwear teasingly to feel how wet she had already become, and she thrown her head back at the light bite, blushing slightly at his touch on her sex.

He grinned wider from around her nipple as he moved his tongue to teasingly lap at it, before strode teasingly to the other breasts, hands grasping her panties and starting to slid them down as his fingers teasingly made sure to rub over her sensitive, wet sex in the process. Her eyes closed again, a soft moan escaping her lips, her hands starting to explore his back, before trailing again to his masculine chest, pressing her body tighter against his in tortured, hot pleasure and desire. He slid a hand around her hips and behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist and squeezing her harder against his body, lifting her a bit as his other hand stroked down towards her sex, fingers rubbing over her sex-lips teasingly and she gasped loudly at the contact, her head thrown to the side as she spread her legs even wider for him. He grinned wider at that, breathing a bit harder himself as his fingers squeezed teasingly the lips of her sex, rubbing there gently as he kept lapping at her firm breasts to excite her further, flexing his powerful body against hers domineeringly, his huge form overshadowing her much smaller one easily. "Please..." She moaned, eyes closed in lust as she kicked away her panties and pushed hungrily her crotch against his shaft, his hot, hard flesh boiling hot against her heated, wanting sex.

He grinned wider at that plead, pushing his crotch against hers as he slid one of his fingers teasingly into her passage, earning a loud moan of ecstasy from her as her eyes shut tight and her back arched. Then she gasped and bit her lip a bit as his huge finger started to thrust gently back and forth into her, teasingly rubbing at her inner walls as his other fingers squeezed roughly on her sex, thumb pressing and teasing her clitoris... And he soon added one more finger, making her almost shriek as he teasingly suckled on her nipple and thrust harder a few times. He was particularly able at that game, after all the practice of years of adventures... and since Trine was less than half his size and each of his finger was probably larger than your average cock, it was easier still to make her shiver and writhe in lust and erotic pain under his ministrations as he grinned wide and dominatingly... and after a few thrust, clear, warm juices were gushing out of her body as she shivered and moaned, and Killer withdrawn his fingers to bring them up to her mouth, pushing softly against her lips with a grin as she took them into her mouth without a word, suckling on them and her tongue grinding and rolling on his fingers, tasting both his flesh and her own desire.

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"Good girl..." Killer said softly, grinning widely as he rolled his fingers into her mouth and stood up on his knees, his goliath member towering over Trine as she looked up in want, a long, thick shadow casted on her form by his titanic member. He softly pulled back his fingers, but used them to grasp her fangs, pulling her gently up and guiding her to stand on her knees in front of him before pull them out, pushing his gigantic black shaft against her muzzle as he put his hand on her head, pulling her closer as his fingers twirled in her blond hair. "Why don't we see how you many inches you can deal with...?" He asked teasingly, grinning widely as she stared up at him in a mix of desire and fear alike, hesitating a moment before shiver and lick her lips hungrily, opening her mouth as wide as she could and trying to engulf his ginormous cock in her lips. He was still far too massive to her to take, but she valiantly stretched her mouth despite the pain, Killer pushing forwards firmly with his hips as his hands pulled her head forwards... and then, even if blood rolled out from the corners of her painfully stretched lips, she managed to take his width into her mouth, her tongue eagerly pushing upwards to rub into his hot flesh and taste his thick pre as her tongue slid slowly over his slit, her eyes staring up at him with lust even if pain flashed deep into her irises... and two small tears rolled down her cheeks.

Killer growled a bit, closing his eyes in lust as he pushed forwards firmly, burying more of his enormous length into her mouth as her tongue rolled teasingly around his flesh, her mouth stretched far too wide to be safe as blood and drool streaked down from the corners of her lips, but yet she eagerly pushed upwards herself to meet his gentle but firm thrusts downwards. His cockhead alone was more than enough to fill her mouth and part of her throat to the brim, and he pushed down more of his huge shaft as his flesh sunk deep into her throat, making her groan and whine loudly as her neck literally bulged with the size of his member, the muscles in her neck flexing around his member and making him murr as he violated her, pushing down his ginormous cock as she audaciously tried to keep up with his thrusts and push herself upwards. He managed to bury in her maybe fifteen inches of his gigantic cock, closing his eyes and grinning as he thrown his head backwards a bit, thrusting at a regular pace into her, gently, keeping a tight control on himself, but powerfully in the same time, drawing back a good few inches before piston himself back down into her with each move... Until she gagged and chocked noisily, her hands squeezing his powerful legs as he kept thrusting for a few more moments still and then he withdrawn his giant member from her lips, long ropes of mixed juices still connected to the depths of her throat hanging from the tip of his goliath cock until he leisurely stroked his member with a grin, Trine falling backwards on the bed with an heavenly sigh as she stared up at him with a grin.

He now grasped his huge shaft with a hand, guiding his huge cock to push gently against her sex lips, his other hand grasping her hip and pulling her closer as he rubbed his gigantic tip on her soaked vagina. "Here we are, Trine..." He said with low, teasing voice, licking his lips a bit as she shivered, looking up at him with both want and fear shaking her body. "I'll be as gentle as I can." Killer said, but Trine forced a grin on her lips even if she trembled a bit. "Not too gentle, anyway. I like it rough."

"Audacious." Killer observed with a wider grin, before move back his hips in preparations of his thrust, before slam forwards hard against her sex, pushing into her roughly as he growled loudly, both hands going to grasp her sides and pull her downwards along his colossal shaft as he pushed upwards hard in the same time. She shrieked loudly, eyes shut tight and her claws sinking in his back as she arched her back and writhed under him, his huge member tearing its way into her sex, stretching her passage insanely wide as blood burst out of her torn vagina, the first of so many inches of hard, thick black shaft sinking into her, making her scream and tremble violently.

He leaned down over her body, bringing his lips to her own and kissing her hungrily, his hands moving upwards from her sides to her breasts, grasping her swells with want as he kept her steady from there, biting playfully at her lips as his tongue raided into her mouth, his hips giving a hard piston forwards to bury a few more inches into her tight, shattered passage as she grunted awkwardly into his mouth but nonetheless tried to respond as best as she could to both his kiss and his mighty thrust, bucking her hips back up towards him. He growled a bit in lust as he easily pinned her down hard in the bed, crushing her under his powerful form as her legs tightened around his waist, her hands pushing against his masculine chest, half stroking his muscles, half trying in vain to push him away as his gigantic member ripped its way into her, seeming to tear her apart. His tongue viciously wrestled her down and he bit teasingly at her inner lip, hips slamming forwards viciously to slam home more of his large shaft, the female writhing under him and bucking hard back against his thrust, crying out loudly... He grinned even as he kissed her, squeezing her breasts gently to alleviate her feelings of agony and pain... she still screamed into his mouth in agony, but now he could feel a note of pleasure as well... and her body, her tongue, were answering much better to his moves, her hands sliding to his back, digging her claws slightly into his fur and hard muscle as he pushed some more... But then, as he kept thrusting forwards hard to bury more of his shaft in her tight passage, his fingers squeezing hard on her breasts and rolling them together roughly as he pulled her towards his crotch firmly, he felt he had reached the maximum depth he could reach in her. He was little more than halfway buried into her, but push any further would have had serious consequences over the much smaller female moaning under him, and he don't wanted to harm her that much in their first meeting.

He paused for a few moments, kissing her gently as tears rolled down her cheeks and she shivered violently under his powerful body, letting her time to adjust herself a bit as blood rolled out of her destroyed passage and streaked down his shaft, his hands lovingly teasing her breasts to fight the pain with pleasure... and when she finally, loudly moaned again in pleasure, hands pulling him a bit from the shoulders, he grinned wider, eyes looking down at hers from over their kiss in dominance as he moved his hips backwards, tearing his gargantuan cock back her torn and battered vagina before slam back firmly at home in her depths, reddened juices squelching out of her and staining his colossal black shaft, dripping on the sheets and reddening the fur of his crotch and legs. Trine thrown her head backwards violently as her back arched, a loud moan of pleasure escaping her lips, her legs tightening around his waist and her body squirming out of pleasure as she rocked her head from side to side, screaming as Killer started to piston himself in and out of her powerfully, rapidly gaining strength and rhythm as his thrusts grew faster and harder.

The whole disco had fell silent, even if the two were not caring of the crowd in the slightest from long minutes by now. Trine's moans and screams were louder of the rock, hard music that a playful disk-jockey had put on to accompany the ride, and Killer's low, deep growl seemed to shake even the walls as he pumped himself into the lithe female he was shadowing with his mighty body. The rhythm of his thrusts was obsessive, and rapidly, constantly gaining pace and strength as an hard tattoo and squelching of juices and blood told of each of his mighty movements to the astonished crowd, the bed under the two screaming in agony itself as it was literally pushed forwards on the stage by each powerful thrust of the huge male, skidding forwards noisily on the wooden floor as it creaked loudly. Alexis, from her position at the bar, was grinning wide, trying to keep her control on her instincts and desires as the ursine kept boring her with an endless speech that was now even more babbling and rambling as he frequently launched astonished stares to the stage, gaping and gulping at the show of power going on...

Trine wrapped her arms around his neck again, clutching herself hard to him, pushing against the wall of bulging, flexing hard muscles that his powerful body was as a scream of pleasure and agony torn its way through her throat, echoing in the disco as Killer grinned and growled louder, throwing his head backwards a bit as he made his thrusts even faster, in the same time putting more and more of his countless inches of hard flesh in each move as her whole body was rocked like a rag doll by his might, breasts bouncing on her chest crazily as she writhed in ecstasy, eyes shut tight and tears of both pleasure and agony rolling down her cheeks as she held herself at his powerful body for dear life, her body feeling helpless and insignificant under his unstoppable might, her vagina a burning inferno of pleasure that sent shivers of ecstasy up her spine and made her body arch and writhe as if out of any control, pearls of sweat rolling down her features as she stared in adoration and amazement at the grinning male over her.

He growled a bit as he easily put some more strength into his thrusts, his enormous cock pistoning hard in and out of her ravaged passage as his muscles bulged with power and delight, his body hot with pleasure and dominance as she trembled under his crushing attacks, as she looked at him in amazement at the fact he wasn't breaking a sweat and his cock was buried only halfway into her... her eyes going further wide with shock as the bed noisily declared its defeat and gave away under their bodies, the crowd screaming louder... And then she pushed upwards against him, resting her head over his shoulder as her back arched like she had been electrocuted, shrieking loudly in burning ecstasy... and she bit his shoulder to try and contain her deafening scream as her vagina clenched hard around his steel-hard huge member, another scream tearing through her as she reached a violent orgasm that made her body tremble as her sex writhed and constricted, almost trying to push the enormous invader out as Killer kept thrusting with even more power, grinning widely as he softly, amusedly laughed near her ear, squeezing her closer in his arms, both gentle and dominating as he felt her devastated passage starting to clench even harder, large amounts of clear, hot juices starting to squirt violently out of her sex from around his thick member as he pummeled her mercilessly. Her entire body convulsed during that incredible orgasm, her liquids fighting against his enormous, pistoning cock to squelch violently outwards whenever he pulled back, drawing outwards even the lips of her torn sex, before all was slammed back into her body with his awe-inspiring thrust.

Her juices kept gushing out with incredible force as his cock slamming deep into her womb amplified the sensation. She never came that hard in her entire life... And she watched in amazement as her essence poured over his massive orbs and muscular legs, as in a tribute to a god. After some time her orgasm finally died down, leaving a large puddle on the soaked sheets as she trembled and wheezed, the huge male grinning dominatingly in her eyes but nonetheless slowing down a bit to let her recover a bit. "Ahhh... ah.... that was... incredible... "She panted hard, trying to catch her breath as she stared at him and forced a smile on her face, feeling exhausted as he kept effortlessly pistoning his immense shaft into her body... and soon started again picking up power and speed.

He grinned wide as he gyrated his cock into her while dropping to the side to lay on a strong hip, pulling her with him as he kept thrusting, his legs staying spread wide as one of his hands grasped her inner thigh and pulled her legs wide open, raising one up in the sky as he thrust hard up into her, his other hand grasping a breast and squeezing it teasingly as she moaned loudly, realizing that now the view of the crowd was better still, since they both offered their front to the people... her small body cradled against his huge, powerful one as his monstrous black cock pistoned back and forth, in and out of her bleeding, battered sex. But she had ceased to care of anything and anyone apart from him already from a lot of time... from when he had first touched her, in fact.

He pummeled her powerfully, merciless, for long minutes still, seeming to gather up new energies and power with each passing second, instead of getting tired, causing her whole body to burn with an ecstasy she could barely believe possible, white-hot fire of pleasure burning inside her, from her depths to her mind as she writhed and shrieked and moaned under his amazing might, minutes stretching into tens of minutes, overcoming the hour abundantly as she come again and again, blushing and shutting her eyes at the thought she could not remember how many times he had made her come already... and he was still going strong, even stronger than before, fatigue seeming a concept stranger to him... and what amazed her more, was that she had the distinct feeling that he wasn't showing off for her, or for the crowd or for anyone else... but that was... "normal administration" to him.

She was now crushed in the remnants of the bed, in the puddle made up of her own juices and blood, laying on her belly as her hands squeezed the sheets as hard as she could, her body shivering violently as he pummeled her from above, one of his giant, muscular arms out on either side of her head, his towering mass shadowing her like she was a toy as he grinned in victory, in dominance, in ownership, in full control of not just her, but of himself as well.

He was staring down at her dominatingly as he pressed his body down over hers, flexing powerfully as he murred in pleasure, hips moving faster still as he drew back more of his shaft, putting more inches and power in every strike, making her whole body and her whole world rock and shake when she lost herself once more, biting her lips hard, drawing blood, as she reached yet another orgasm, her body shuddering violently as she screamed, her torn, battered, defeated and exhaust vagina clenching weakly now against him, her body drained of all of her energies, juices, even of a good bit of her life fluids as his immense shaft impaled her again and again at a furious and yet so easy rhythm as he grinned.

He roared in satisfaction as she come again, moving harder, faster, more powerfully as he drew back almost all of the half of his monstrous shaft he had buried in her and slammed back home into her depths viciously, her juices spurting out in bursts at every strike, streaking down his member as she clenched around his cock, the female wheezing hard in exhaustion as he grinned, feeling also his own orgasm rise at the stimulation hers hundredth one gave him... and his power was released with a roar, his hips fucking her harder than ever, goliath cock tearing the ruins of her sex further apart, slamming back and forth with frightening power and the speed of a lightning as his monster-cock stiffening up even more, engorging even more, getting stronger, bigger, faster, and seeming never enough as her vagina was literally obliterated by a might that had no adjectives.

Finally, the volcano exploded with all of his power, Killer roaring in victory and delight as his seed blasted deep into the lynx with unbearable power. Trine clenches her eyes shut and screamed again, trashing underneath him, pleasure clouding her thoughts entirely as even her sight faded in flashes of lights and ecstasy as she trembled violently, feeling the liger's seed flow into her life a river that breaks any embankment, his enormous blast of white-hot cum feeling like a cannonade up her devastated passage as she pretty much felt herself pushed up along his immense shaft, huge load after huge load of his semen exploding into her, her body impossibly full as seeming gallons of white, thick seed burst back out of her from around his still pummeling shaft for tens of seconds... minutes even, as she lost even cognition of time... until she was left panting harshly, completely exhausted, and the huge male bent over her to kiss her forehead with a gentleness truly unexpected, his cock still buried deep into her and still thrusting, even if calmly... until he stopped and flexed one more time against her, murring in delight.

"Thank you, Trine... it sure was sweet..." He said gently, before pull back his member, tearing his hugeness out of her devastated sex, his cock coming free with a loud pop sound and followed by an impressive gush of juices, seed and blood as he stood a bit, one hand leisurely stroking his white and red-stained gigantic shaft as he smiled down at her, his other hand turning her gently to lay on her back, looking up at him.

She stared at him for long moments... amazed of how fresh and relaxed he looked, and how his cock towered still, fully ready and titanium hard, throbbing as if starving yet... and then, finally, her senses started to recover and she understood she was being carried away in his arms as he walked away from the ruins of the bed, towards the backstage, still smiling gently at her and all but ignoring the ecstatic, amazed roar of the crowd, its applauses and exclamation as all of his attention was on her. Trine could only smile weakly up at him. "No worries, Trine... I made you no serious damage." He paused, and then grinned with somehow dark amusement. "Well, of course your pussy will never be the same... but you are not in danger. Some rest, and you'll recover. The bleeding will soon stop." He paused again and made a bit of a face. "Well, if it doesn't, we'll have you properly visited and treated, anyway."

Trine knew it wasn't a joke, but a true possibility... but nonetheless, she could only smile wider, and rose tiredly a hand to caress his muzzle as he gently smiled down at her.

Alexis grinned a bit as her eyes followed lovingly her lover's figure descending from the stage and walking into the corridor to the dressing rooms, carrying the exhausted lynx girl in his arms. He had now gained a perfect cover... an entire disco had drooled in front of his striptease and then cum in the pants in front of his show of sex and power with the young lynx, and that was only the start. He was heading for a room in the backstage, with meant that he could further improve his cover by making everyone believe he was fucking the girl some more. Her grin spread wider as she realized that he would have, if there wasn't a mission to accomplish... and then she licked a bit her lips as she thought he still would have after getting the task done.

Her part in the preparation of the raid had been much more vital, but also far less pleasurable, anyhow. At her side, Kaufman was still throwing on her rivers of useless words, mostly headless of anything and don't caring in the slightest of the fact he was boring Alexis to death... nor that he hadn't her attention. He had abandoned himself in the arms of the femme fatale and just started to talk, trying to make himself shiny and the story of his life interesting... but it was a battle lost, and anyway, all the heroism in his tale wasn't faked well enough to be believed even in form of reasonable doubt. Alexis had only caught some important details, which had strengthened her awareness that he was an important head of drug and weapons traffics... and that had made all the more likely the fact he was into the NWOA business as well. Other details had included the fact that the "Kaufman's Army" garrisoned in the nearby octagonal skyscraper counted no less than one hundred members, all well equipped, apparently with lethal MP7 submachine guns, Sig Sauer P226 automatic pistols and so along to heavier stuff like portable rocket launchers... That the security system of the bank ran on a private net of optic fibers protected into armoured conducts along the building's walls and columns... And that he had a personal access to the bank, across a heavily protected side door on the balcony. There was also a private elevator to his mega-attic. The other info, included apparently the whole story of his life and his family to two generations before, the ridiculous size of his cock and other disgusting details had all being moved automatically in the "garbage" exit by Alexis's sharp and cold mind, mostly before she even got track of him telling that.

"...Oh, Alexis...! You are so lucky at having met me... My name opens all the doors, you know..." He exclaimed cheerfully, once more underlining his power... that as impressive as it could be, was still pathetic compared to Killer's might... Besides, yours comes only from your stolen money and your illegal traffics. It's illusory power. Killer, instead, has the true power. He IS his own power. Alexis's mind once more turned its attention on the babbling ursine for a moment, at that last phrase. Ok. I think that I now know the code for the Voice-Input locks of the palace. She grinned viciously as she once more realized how easy it was, and how moron he was... "Oh, boy, tell me that name... I want to feel the power in it..." She giggled, squeezing him gently and teasingly in her arms.

"Bertram Kaufman, president." He said clearly, and Alexis was ready to swear it would have opened the doors of the bank. And the voice of one of the men of the Predators in the operating room at Kesteven come to her from the receiver hidden in her ear. "We got it, majesty. Perfect work."

She was wearing also a very advanced sound recorder and synthesizer... and they now had the full spectrum of the voice of the bear. They were technically able to reproduce his vocal timbre perfectly... and probably had already registered the right code for the needs of the raid. I don't think I can milk much more out from this fucker... finally, I'm done. Just one more thing to do... courage, Alexis... it can't be so horrible... maybe.

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She made a bit of a face, but forced a seductive smile on her muzzle, an even more attractive, predatory look in her eyes, and turned to the ursine, her hand grasping the neck of his dinner jacket, pulling him towards her, to turn towards her. More violently than needed... but she could not resist to the wish to cause him at least a bit of pain when the thing she most wanted in that moment was to destroy him. He looked surprised, but then smiled and stared up at her as he understood she was going to kiss him... and Alexis forced her eyes open, alive, seductive... hypnotic.

He was devoured by her look... his eyes stared at hers, open wide, pupils enlarged as he stared with dreamy want to her muzzle coming nearer and nearer, but slowly, so torturingly slowly...

"We got it, Majesty. A perfect shot." Gods, thanks... The special digital camera hidden in the diadem she was wearing had caught perfect, 3D photos of his retina, structure of the eye, everything. They had now all what they needed to reproduce even a perfect model of his eyes. And Alexis immediately took the chance to break her run of approach to his lips, a great and entirely sincere smile of joy on her lips. Kaufman was waiting, his eyes now closed and lips protruded, ready. Alexis felt a great need of making a grimace, but she was relieved enough to resist. She gently leaned two fingers on his lips. "Thank you." She said, and he couldn't image for what she was thanking him in reality... but when he opened his eyes, surprised and disappointed, she was already elegantly walking away.

Killer walked rapidly to the door of the dressing room as someone knocked... and Trine looked up from where she was resting exhaustedly on the small, soft bed with surprise, blinking a bit as he saw him shamelessly more to the door naked as he was. He caught that in the corner of his eye and grinned a bit to her, turning and talking softly to the lynx. "Don't worry. I'm used this way... and anyway, it's Ale..."

As he opened the door, the tall tigress slipped easily into the room and kicked close the door behind herself, wrapping hungrily her arms around his neck and bringing her lips over his own with a soft, starving growl, her strong arms forcing him to bend that little needed to her to kiss him, her hands pulling him closer almost roughly as she pushed her body against his, making his sapphire eyes bulge in surprise for a moment before slid closed as he hug her tight.

Trine stared with almost as much awe as the blond femme fatale that had just stormed inside pushed apparently effortlessly the giant male against a wall, her muscles barely flexing as his back was forced to bump into the nearest wall and the whole room shook a bit at the impact with the mountain of muscles that brushed the ceiling with his head. Alexis was growling hungrily as he kissed him like they had been far away for years... and her hands slid down his powerful body to squeeze his wide shoulders, his bulging biceps and then sliding to his front, where she rubbed lovingly and starvingly at his perfect pecs and at his tightly packed, rippling abs, down to squeeze his gigantic, flaccid cock almost with violence, her growl turning to a loud groan muffled as she released it in his mouth. When finally the long, hungry kiss broke, both the tigers were laughing loudly, the male nuzzling his beloved queen lovingly.

"Gods... I needed some good manliness, muscles and cock to squeeze after spending all this time with that... thing." Alexis exclaimed, her hands not leaving his shaft as she pumped it softly and slowly, fingers tickling the flush fur of his happy highway... "...A few moments still, and I would have been so disgusted of males to likely become lesbian forever. Likely I have you to fill my eyes with virility back again." Alexis grinned, licking his cheek and nuzzling him gently before let him move out of where she had cornered him... and Killer laughed a bit. "Come on, I can't imagine you lesbian." He grinned wide, poking her nose with a finger.

"NOW, neither I. But I was close, I'm afraid." She grinned back, then turned to the smaller female laying on the bed, legs still spread wide as blood, juices and his hot seed still gushed out of her, puddling on the blanket. "So... you don't introduce me to your new friend...?" She asked with a smile to the girl that was friendly, if not for the somehow predatory satisfaction of seeing how Killer had gone his way with her. Trine, anyway, don't looked surprised or irritated at all. Of all things, Killer had warned her about Alexis's spirit... and anyway, after having had sex with the huge male just once, she could find herself understanding the tall tigress. Which was sorta scary. Alexis, meanwhile, had turned to Killer and found him trying to put up his boxers again, snorting and gritting his teeth a bit as he fought the bad sides of two aspects of his physic superiority: his knee's bone spikes and the gargantuan sizes of his manliness. "You don't need to get dressed so soon, you know..."

"Alexis..." Killer called out amusedly, grinning as he rolled his eyes upwards a bit, finally managing to fit into his black underwear and pausing for a moment, straightening and running a hand idly in his mane before try to deal with the jeans. "She's Trine. Trine, this is my beloved wife... my queen Alexis." Killer said softly, reaching up to playfully squeeze on the shoulder of the tall tigress as she bent a bit to gladly shake the hand Trine tiredly but gently offered. Alexis noticed that with a grin. "It's sorta... energy-draining, huh...?" She answered as she cocked her head proudly upwards and pointed with her thumb at Killer as he muttered something about his spikes while dressing up. Trine grinned back, sorta surprising the tigress, who smiled and nodded at the answer. "I'd say he's more than that. It'll take me time to get over this."

"If you ever will. I found it impossible myself. But I guess it's too late to warn you, anyway." Alexis observed, turning to stare a bit to the male as he put back on his body also his black shirt, grinning a bit himself as his head come in sight from the cloth. Trine grinned a bit wider... and then nodded. "So, you two are heading for your mission...?" She asked softly, and Killer nodded, as Alexis looked slightly surprised of the fact he had warned the lynx about the situation. The male, anyhow, reassured her with an imperceptible nod. Trine was worth of absolute confidence, and was on their side. She closed her eyes and smiled a bit. "I'm your cover, huh...?"

"To a degree, yes." Killer said sincerely. "And I wasn't even planning to have such good cover-story to hide our actions here. But most of all, over that detail, it's the luck to find such a good girl that I wasn't expecting." He added, walking easily to the side of the bed and running gently the back of his hand on her cheek, smiling softly. Trine looked up at him with a wide smile as well, and nodded a bit. "I don't see why you need a cover and all this fancy tactic. Couldn't you just smash everything and go away...? I don't see who could dream to stop the famous Wyvern..."

Killer smiled at that, looking amusedly down at Trine as Alexis grinned, staring to the two from where she was standing with her arms crossed. "We could go that way, I suppose... but it would cause a lot of problems afterwards. I'm not just a warrior anymore, you know. I've got a kingdom to take care of... and it's not like I can come in Ire, smash things down to dust and go away without suffering consequences later on. Kesteven fought already more than enough wars without starting one with Ire because we play rough over safe." He explained softly, and Alexis nodded. "It will be fun to play nicely and stealthily for once, besides." She said with cold, dark amusement in her voice. Killer, meanwhile, was already looking over the small room.

"No windows. Perfect, they'll will have no chances to sustain we exited from a window." He observed idly as he caught in the white walls of the square room, then he turned to Alexis as she stood at the ready near the door. "We must exit passing from where we come. And no one has to see us."

"Oh, it'll be a funny challenge." She grinned and nodded a bit. "Walk across a crowded night club without being seen. And standing at roughly double the size of the tallest guy out there." She paused, then closed her eyes and listened for a moment, her sharp senses scanning the corridor out of the closed door with an accuracy that neither a sonar would have rivaled. "The corridor is free. We can go... and I guess we can leap up the structure of the lights. No one will see us up there. And earlier I saw an open window on the north wall, too. We just have to reach it, and we are out." She said with cold and focused professionalism, opening the door and stepping out in the corridor, followed close by Killer.

"Ok, Trine. Let us do, and we'll be back here as soon as we finish the work." He said softly, then paused and grinned a bit. "I guess we can have some more fun all together when we get back, too." The lynx, from where she was resting in the bed, smiled and nodded. "I'll be looking forwards to that, then. Good luck."

Killer grinned and winked, then he closed the door cautiously and quickly, silently followed Alexis down the corridor and past the first corner, where they slipped in the darkness of the backstage. The blond tigress was the first to easily leap up the tall sets and reach the solid beams of steel that sustained the game of lights of the disco, Killer following closely as she walked easily and quickly along the tight metallic surface towards the open window she had spotted earlier, not a single sound coming from her steps as several meters below their feet, hundreds of persons danced in the colored, obsessive lights... No one looked up, and anyway, even trying, the lights mounted on the sides of the beam would have mostly blinded anyone... and the two tigers easily avoided the simple alarm on the window, a photocell sensor that Alexis indicated with an idle, almost bored gesture. Killer grinned at that... he knew she was looking forwards to much more significant challenges with the security system of the bank... hoping to find a system complex and hard to trick... and he could understand and share the same feeling, as they finally stepped out of the window and quickly jumped down in the darkness, between the cars parked below, landing easily on their feet and crouching behind the vehicles without a sound. The first part of the raid had been successful.