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The Hellfire Gala	By : MarvelFan98 Category: X-men Comics > General Views: 16764 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Betsy felt a familiar knot forming in her stomach. It was a feeling she'd gotten used to in the last few months since the founding of Krakoa. One that was always triggered by the same thing. Across the main room of the Gala Betsy was watching another woman walking amongst the beds. It was a woman that Betsy hardly knew at all, but at the same time knew in a more intimate way than she could ever describe. Kwannon. She and Betsy had spoken in the early days of Krakoa, making their peace with one another but it was still always so strange to see her.
"That's gotta be a weird feeling." Betsy heard a familiar voice say from slightly behind her. "Seeing someone else walking around in the body you lived in for so long."
Betsy didn't look away from Kwannon but knew who was speaking to her. His voice imprinted on her brain from all the time they'd spent together. It was Warren, her Angel.
"Yeah, it always throws me for a loop." She confirmed.
"How could it not? I mean for years that was you. At least physically." He continued.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm happier than I could ever explain to have my own body back. And even more happy for her that she's back among the living. But I'd accepted that I was that person." She answered.
"I know, we talked about it a lot. I know how weird it was for you, the years spent not recognizing your own reflection." He placed a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.
Betsy turned to look at him now. What he was saying was all true. They had both spent a significant portion of their lives living inside bodies that didn't feel like their own. It was very much something they had bonded over when they were together. So few people could understand what they went through but they had always had each other.
"You know what's even more messed up? I get that feeling now sometimes. I was her for so long that sometimes I'm still surprised to see this face when I look in the mirror. Sometimes I even find myself missing that body." She looked into Warren's eyes, worried she'd see judgement there, but there was nothing but love in his blue eyes.
"I get that. It was your identity for years. It's hard to just sever that tie in your mind. You shouldn't act like it was never there." He said, trying to be supportive.
"You always understood me." She said, giving him a little smile then moving in and wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.
Warren returned the embrace, his arms firmly holding her. Their naked bodies pressed together. The skin to skin contact provided a moment of emotional intimacy in the middle of a night of physical decadence. He lightly rubbed one of his hands up and down her back. After a few long seconds Betsy finally pulled away.
"Thank you." She said, "I really needed that hug."
"Anytime. I'll always be there for you." Warren assured her.
Betsy knew he meant it. The two of them may not be a couple any more but they still shared a bond between them. Their years of intimacy both emotional and physical had cemented that.
"Oh my god!" Betsy said, her eyes going wide as a sudden revelation came to her.
"What?" Warren asked, concerned.
"I just realised… you've never seen me naked." She said with a small laugh.
"Oh wow. You're right. That's so weird." He answered with a laugh of his own.
It was true. Through Betsy and Warren's entire relationship she had always been in Kwannon's body, never her own. So at least in her original body he never had actually seen her naked before.
"So what do you think?" She asked him, slowly spinning around.
Warren watched Betsy as she gave him a little show of her nude form. She had nice big tits, a flat toned stomach leading to a bare shaven pussy. As she turned around she gave her butt a little wiggle, showing off the roundness of the cheeks. As she came back around to face him he saw the mischievous grin on her face, a look that he recognized, even if it had always been a different face giving it to him in the past.
"I think you look amazing. Just as sexy as ever." He told her.
"Good answer." She confirmed.
"You know in a way it's almost like we've never had sex." He started. "With all our history maybe we should remedy that."
"Oh you think so?" She asked playfully.
"Well it just seems wrong for us to have been together for so long and never gotten to enjoy each other's bodies." His tone matched hers, both of them being flirtatious.
"Hmmmm I seem to remember already enjoying your body quite a bit. I'm not sure I have much to gain from this." She brought a finger to her chin and placed it there, pretending to be thinking.
"Well as I recall you always seemed to like it in the past."
"Yeah but that was a whole different body. Maybe you were just good with her. What if it turns out you could only fuck that body right. This could just ruin the old memories. I mean, what would you do with these?" As she spoke Betsy took hold of her tits, lightly squeezing them. She saw Warren staring at them and she smiled. She could see his cock growing hard between his legs as he watched her. "And who knows how that cock of yours would feel inside this pussy?" She asked moving one of her hands between her legs and spreading her pussy lips.
Warren's eyes were glued on Betsy's pink pussy as she opened up for him to look at. He knew she was only teasing him. They were definitely going to fuck, she was just having a little fun first. So he decided to play along with her.
"Maybe you're right. I mean, you might not be able to handle me anymore. I could be too much for you now." He said as he started to stroke himself, his semi hard cock quickly became fully erect.
"Is that a challenge?" She asked him.
"It could be." He answered with a smirk.
"Using my competitiveness against me?" She accused him.
"Oh absolutely." He confirmed.
"Smart play." She said before finally ending the game. She moved up to him and the two of them kissed. Their lips locked in a moment of passion fueled by an interesting combination of the comfort of their past together but also the feeling of something new and exciting.
As their lips and tongues entwined, Warren began to touch and explore this body that was new to him. He cupped her round ass with both palms and squeezed it. The soft malleable flesh felt good in his hands
Betsy let out a small moan as she felt him massaging her butt. She pressed herself up tighter to him and his cock pressed into her stomach. His hard dick poking against her. She was flooded with memories of how that cock had felt inside her, her pussy growing wetter by the moment.
One of Warren's hands moved up to Betsy's chest. He firmly grabbed one of her tits and rubbed it. Her hard nipple rubbed against the palm of his hand. Betsy broke their kiss and gasped as he took the little pink nub between two of his fingers and pinched it. He smiled as he watched her reaction, knowing how much she liked it.
She then reached between them and grasped his cock, holding it tightly in her hand. She slowly rubbed up and down its length, making Warren grunt. She sank down in front of him, kneeling on the floor so her face was level with his cock. She admired his hard dick, noting that it looked just like she remembered.
She then slowly ran her tongue up its length, tracing along the bulging veins. When she reached the tip she quickly flicked her tongue back and forth across the sensitive glands, making Warren groan again. She took him into her mouth, wrapping her lips tightly around his shaft as she started bobbing her head up and down. The familiar taste of his precum spread across her tongue. The flavour filling her head with so many memories, getting her more excited.
Warren placed his hand on top of Betsy's head, his fingers intertwining with her long purple hair. The warm wetness of her mouth felt so good on his cock as she swallowed it practised ease, taking his entire length. She kept her lips sealed along his skin and sucked hard. The intense suction felt amazing. Her tongue licked and massaged the underside of his shaft with every movement she made. She lightly hummed as she went, sending slight vibrations through his cock and enhancing the entire experience. She had always given the best head of any woman he had been with.
Betsy slid her lips up his length one last time before letting the head pop out. A string of saliva stretched from the tip of his cock to lower lip. It broke though as she lifted herself up higher on her knees, bringing her chest in line with his cock. She took hold of her tits and wrapped them around his dick, making it disappear between the large orbs.
On instinct Warren started to thrust his hips. Sliding his cock back and forth between her boobs, fucking her tits enthusiastically. The soft flesh of her breasts pressed against his hard cock making him react, moaning uncontrollably. His hands moved to her shoulders, holding her in place as he thrust.
Betsy kept her tits pressed firmly together. She bit her lip as she watched the head of his cock poke out from her cleavage every time he moved forward. The saliva from her blow job had him well lubed so he could easily glide between her tits. She stuck out her tongue and let another large glob of spit fall down onto the head of his cock to help keep it that way.
Warren kept going for quite a while. Enjoying the amazing sensation of titty fucking Betsy. Until finally she let go of her breasts and reached up to grab his torso. She pulled him down to the ground and laid him on his back, his large angelic wings spread out around them. She climbed up on top of him and kissed him deeply.
He could feel her pussy lips sliding along the head of his cock. She was so wet it was practically dripping down onto him. He couldn't wait for her to lower herself. Instead he bucked his hips up and for the first time his cock entered her pussy, at least the first time in this body.
Betsy gasped as she felt him slide inside of her, his cock driving deep into her pussy. He kept this motion up, his hips bouncing off the floor. She may have been on top but was definitely the one fucking her. His hands held her ass, his fingers roughly squeezing and kneading the toned cheeks.
Finally she joined him in his motions, starting to ride him, moving herself down to meet his thrusts. The two fo them fucked each other with everything they had. Their bodies crashing together with each stroke of his cock into her pussy. Her body was upright and her tits bounced freely as they fucked. At least they did until Warren moved his hands to grasp them, fondling them as she rode him.
Their combined moaning made an erotic harmony, the sounds in perfect sync. Their bodies moved almost as one as well. Their years of experience with one another clearly showed in the sexual display they were putting on. Each of them were able to read the other's actions and respond in a complimentary way almost immediately.
Eventually they had to slow their pace, take a moment to catch their breath. Betsy leaned herself forward and laid on top of Warren, his cock still inside her. Their pace had slowed but they never fully stopped, their motions softer but just as passionate as before. She grinded herself against him, her clit rubbing against him as she started to kiss him again.
With her chest pressed against his he moved his hands back to her ass. He brought his wings in and wrapped them around her, pressing her tighter against him and enclosing them both in a soft white cocoon. The action made their sex feel all the more intimate, making them almost feel alone in the middle of an orgy.
The soft feathers tickled Betsy's back as she moved her hips in a circular motion on his cock, feeling him deep inside her. The sensation of her clit rubbing against his pelvis adding to her quickly mounting pleasure. She increased her pace, wanting to feel more. Her lips moved down to his shoulder where she lightly bit down on his skin. As the pleasure grew between her legs it was quickly pushing her towards her peak.
"I'm so close." She whispered. Just on the verge of her climax.
"Do it Betsy. Cum for me." Warren whispered back to her.
Betsy moaned as she grinded herself on him a few more times before she was finally overcome with her orgasmic bliss. Her muscles tightened then all at once relaxed. She bit down on Warren's shoulder again, harder this time. Pleasure radiated from her pussy and spread throughout her entire body.
Warren felt her body tremble and her pussy convulse on his cock. Her moans were mostly smothered by his shoulder but he could still hear the sweet sounds of her orgasm.
Eventually he felt her coming down from her peak. Her body relaxed as she continued to lay on top of him. She was breathing heavily as her biting switched to kissing. Her lips made their way up to his ear where she nibbled the lobe just a bit.
"Do you want to put it in my ass next?" She asked quietly, directly into his ear.
"Have I ever said no to that?" He responded.
"Not even once." She answered, smiling devilishly.
Anal had been a common part of their sex life in the past and Warren was happy to find out the change of body hadn't changed that. He unfurled his wings from around them. Letting Betsy get up. She climbed off of him and took him by the hand, pulling him to his feet. She quickly let him over to a nearby bed that wasn't currently occupied. She bent herself over the side, laying her torso on the bed as she presented her round ass to him.
He moved up behind her and took hold of her butt cheeks and spread them open. He pressed his cock up to the little puckered hole. As he pressed himself forward his cock entered her ass, each of them letting out moans of pleasure as it did. He slid his full length into her until his pelvis was pressed against her soft butt. Then he started moving himself back and forth, quickly building speed. Her ass felt amazing, so incredibly tight.
Betsy started to rock her body back to meet his thrusts. Feeling his cock stretching her ass open. She knew how much he loved fucking her ass and it always turned her on so much to let him take her there. It made her feel slutty and dirty in a good way. He was thrusting into her at a steady pace then she felt a sudden powerful thrust. A feeling she fondly remembered.
As he went to thrust in again Warren gave his wings a small flap, propelling his body forward with more strength. Betsy let out a grunt at the suddenness of the first thrust but he knew she could take it. Soon every time he entered her his movements were assisted by the power of his wings. He watched as her ass jiggled each time he pounded into her, the cheeks looking so sexy as his cock disappeared into the tight hole between them.
Betsy's body was rocked with each thrust of Warren's cock. Her little ass hole taking the relentless pounding. She gasped and moaned each time he entered her. Stretching her out and turning her on so much. She had really missed the incredible strength that he could put behind his movements with those wings of his. No one could ever fuck her quite as hard as he did.
Warren held Betsy by her waist. His wings were flapping a little harder and faster now. His movements became more frantic and desperate by the second. The amazing tightness of her ass on his cock driving him wild. It was a sensation that he knew was going to send him over the edge sooner rather than later. He desperately wanted it to last but it just felt too good.
"Fuck I'm going to cum soon!" He told her, feeling the familiar churning in his balls.
"Wait, let me taste you." She quickly responded, pulling herself away from him as she did, his cock leaving her ass as she moved.
Warren rubbed his dick in his fist as Betsy swiftly moved down to her knees in front of him. She got there just as he let out a loud moan. She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock as it started to erupt, shooting the first thick glob on cum onto her tongue. The familiar taste of his cum instantly made her want more. She took over stroking, rubbing her soft hand up and down his shaft as he fired more cum into her mouth. She sucked on the tip, making sure she got every last drop he had for her. When his moans finally died down and cum stopped spraying out of him she swallowed the mouthful she had, the thick liquid sliding down her throat.
Warren flopped down on the bed, sitting on the edge and catching his breath. Betsy climbed up from the floor to sit beside him. Each of them glistened with a sheen of sweat from their vigorous activities.
"That was even better than I remember it being." Warren said to her.
"Glad it wasn't just the old body you enjoyed." Betsy said jokingly, though she realised there may have been some truth to the words.
"It was never the body I was after." Warren told her sincerely, gently placing a hand on her cheek and looking deep into her eyes. "It was always you that I wanted. The real you."
Betsy leaned over and gave Warren a deep kiss.
"Thank you." She could almost feel tears forming in her eyes. She hadn't realised that she needed to hear those words but they meant so much to her at this moment. She was still readjusting to her old body and being reaffirmed that he still cared for her was very reaffirming. "Do you think we could just stay here for a little bit?" She asked.
"We can stay here as long as you want." He confirmed.
Betsy leaned herself into him. Her head resting on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around her.
They stayed there like that for some time. The two of them enjoyed the closeness in silence as they each thought of fond memories of their time together.
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