Deep down the dark hallway. A door slightly opened and a slew of moans could be heard.
"Ah!..Ah!..oh!..MmmH!"
The lady continued to moan as the man shoved his entire rod into her gushing cave.
" Anwyll...Ah!..Wait!..Ah!"
Her moans grew more sensual, as Anwyll thrusted at her inner gates with ferocious determination.
...
After 3 hours had passed, Anwyll sat there, at the end of the bed. While the lady lay on the bed with a blissful face.
Her body twitched and Anwyll's holy liquid slowly fell down the valley below her cave.
Anwyll stood up and approached the window and took out a box of cigs. Lighting it with his two fingers enveloped in blue flames.
He admires the view that had taken him 6 entire years to conquer. Of course, it was Wisconsin. The state he grew up in and the place that holds his darkest memories. The ground would shake and tremble slightly for a mere second before.
" Anwyll! Get down here GODDAMIT!"
Seventy-nine miles away in the center of a crater. Was a cross that held up a battered and bruised man. Still alive, even though it's been five months of nonstop torture.
That man was Wisconsin's very own hero, Tremor, the fifth hero in the rankings. The man was given the nickname "world's thirteenth most handsome man", now missing his left eye. And bore a crown-like pattern etched permanently on his forehead.
" I SWEAR THE MOMENT I AM FREE, YOU WILL SUFFER!"
His shout amplified by his power reached Anwyll's ears. Undisturbed, Anwyll returns to the lady now ready for round two.
***
Meanwhile, the Sovereigns of Justice had a heated assembly six states away.
" I can't take this anymore! He has killed too many and has gone too far, Urek!"
" I agree, not only did he take an entire state but turned it into a wasteland"
The figure who spoke first, stood tall and had magma dripping down from his body. The latter was a lady, which no other dared to stay close to, as the temperatures reached absolute zero in her proximity.
And in the front was Urek, a burly man with a magnificent handlebar mustache.
He sat there and allowed his colleagues to vent their anger. After an hour of worthless anger passed.
Urek Stood up and with determined eyes, everyone gave him their attention.
" This is an issue, not even I can fix. But the fact is, Tremor brought this upon himself. Still, Erebus went too far."
Urek's body trembles in anger
" Ms. Cryo, Eternal Magma, Shadow Moon, and I shall deal with Erebus"
Hearing this everybody, scanned the room to see others' reactions. Especially the chosen ones. Shadow Moon(Real name- Ethan Lee) leaning against the wall. Showed no reactions, instead, he raised his thumb.
While the other two gritted their teeth and clenched their fists.
Urek stood there, exuding his suffocating aura, the aura of a man who's feared and admired.
***
"Ah!..Ah!..Stop! No more I can't, I'm CUMMING!"
The lady wrapped her legs around Anwyll. And pulled him closer to her, and gave him a passionate kiss.
Anwyll's thrusts became fiercer and harder. With his final thrust, he releases his silver nectar deep inside her cavern.
The lady caressed her belly, filled to the brim, with Anwylls seeds. She lets out a sigh before getting up and hugging Anwyll.
Anwyll grabs her snow-white hand and kisses it with his pink lips.
" Is there nothing that I can do to save you, Yuri?"
Anwyll asked in a low and dejected voice. His body trembling at the thought of losing her after getting her back.
Seeing this Yuri turns Anwylls head around and kisses him on his forehead. She then moves onto his lap and lays her head there.
Anwyll caresses Yuri's jet-black hair which contrasts with her extremely pale complexion.
"Anwyll can you read the poem you wrote for me before I go?"
Yuri curls up in Anwyll's embrace. Anwyll after a second of silence started to sing.
" In shadows deep, my love burns bright,
For her who knows, yet stays in night.
Her silence, meant to ease my pain,
Instead, it falls like gentle rain."
Yuri's hand that was caressing Anwylls face slowly fell. Her breathing stopped and her body shook no longer. Yet her face remains a beautiful smile.
"Kuk...She fears our fate, our humble plight,
Believing love's not ours by right.
But in her quiet, my heart does ache,
For her denial, my soul does break."
Anwyll kept going, whilst his heart ached and he felt dreadful. Tears fell and dried just as fast. The first time he'd cried in years.
Anwyll held Yuri's body close, unable to control his emotions; rivers of tears stream down his peerless face. Bawling his eyes out.
To be continued...