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Title: Ruby Red Eyes

Author: illuminetto

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It was time for a breather. He had
partaken in his favorite past-time of dragon slaying. four in all
were strewn across the ground. He sat himself across the head of one
of the carcasses, shoving his sword in it's forearm for support. He
would have to gather the bodies later and drag them back to HQ. One
reason being he wanted to break his old leader's record. Second, he
was rather fond of using their remains to craft his weapons of war.
The sword he had used had been crafted some time back from a dragon
with a particularly large fang, which he used for the blade. He
grabbed a pack of cigarettes, placing one to his lips. With a gloved
finger, the cigarette was lit and he took a long drag from it before
exhaling the smoke from his mouth and nostrils.

'Today's a good day so far...'
he thought, sighing in contentment for once. In an hour it would be
noon, and he would dine on some roasted dragon ribs hopefully soon,
until then he'd rest and be on the look out for pesky scavengers. An
hour passed without much of a hitch save for some vultures swooping
in, and he'd smack them good until the got the point that these
carcasses were not for them. He took his short curved weapon and tied
it so that it was bound across his back by a long course strip of
leather. Since the area he was in was known for it's hot springs
around it due to water being heated by underground lava veins, he'd
cook one of the carcasses that way. He remembered spotting a boiling
pool a quarter mile south east, the direction he came. He used his
great strength to drag all the carcasses along the ground. He didn't
care about bloodying his uniform, it had already been stained with
splotches of blood in his hunt earlier.

He reached the
location he wanted to. The boiling pond was deep enough only for a
few body parts to be submerged, not the entire thing. he took his
blade and started cutting off the neck, arms, legs, and tail off one
of them. He used extra leather strips from a large satchel he carried
along to tie up an arm and leg before tossing them in to cook. He
wagered by the possible boiling point that both limbs should be
cooked within twenty minutes. He tied the leather to his sword's
hilt, shoving the blade deep within the earth to support the food and
keep it from sinking too deep. He twisted out some long fangs out of
one of the dragons maws, using them to remove the limbs off the
remaining dragons to be cooked. They would be his reserve supply for
the long trip back to civilization and HQ.

He packed the large
slabs of meat in another large satchel,packed with ice to keep from
spoiling. He cleaned the blood from his clothes and ate one whole
dragon through the course of the day as he made his way back, saving
bones and honing them to craft blades for other weapons he might
create one day. It was all he really had to occupy his time for now
besides eating. On his third day, he met someone in the wilderness.

'You...' he spoke,
taken aback slightly, dropping his wares. '...what are you doing
here?' He hadn't even felt her power, which meant she must have
learned to mask it much better than before. Those ruby red eyes of
her lit up when they caught sight of him. She ran up to him,
embracing him. He was too big for her to completely wrap her arms
around his torso, her hands touching near the back of his red vest.

'Mr. Badguy, I'm so
glad we could meet again. I felt your presence near the area and had
to be sure. It's so good to see you again.' She spoke softly, a smile
on her lips as she rubbed her cheek against his front. He sighed.

'Dizzy, you...' He
began, removing from her embrace. '...you shouldn't be here. I work
for the Order. If they knew you still lived, it would cause a lot of
trouble not only for us, but also the world. Human and Gears, most of
them anyway, still fear each other. You shouldn't have come here.' He
lectured, beginning to walk away. She was disheartened by his words,
but did not back down.

'I was careful in
coming here when I felt you close by. I had been in disguise when I
went to my hometown and then to the Devil's Living Place to visit Mr.
Testament. If you hadn't been alone, I wouldn't have shown up.' she
spoke to him firmly. He would retort, but his overall lazy nature
made him drop the subject.

'Arguing is just going to make today
feel heavy, anyway. Why even bother?' he shook his head. 'Do what
you want.' he muttered, walking again. She walked beside him.

'So...how have you
been?' She tried making casual talk. Something he wasn't all that
great at, but he tried to for her.

'So-so...did some
dragon slaying a few days ago when I ran into some in the mountains
during a patrol.' he mentioned. He felt like an idiot for saying
that, knowing she wasn't much of fan of violence and death. She was
also most likely aware of his activities by all the dragon bones he
had strapped on his back. A change in subject was probably in order.
'How are things with the pirates? They treat you well?' He asked,
taking another large bone and began carving it into an axe shape.

'Yes, everyone has
been treating me fine. It's so nice to have human friends. I hope the
rest of the world can accept me eventually and not see me as another
Gear like Justice.' She told him, fiddling with the yellow ribbon
under the collar of her sailor shirt. He found it somewhat
distracting, as she would sometimes pull it down, making some of her
cleavage show. He didn't want to think of her as attractive, since
she was only four years old with the physical appearance and
intelligence of an beautiful eighteen year old girl. The side effect
of her Gear genes made her grow and mature into an adult in just four
short year. Mutations also occurred, resulting in a living set of
wings and black tail.

'I see.' He said
curtly, turning his head to the front again to focus on the trail.

'But...' She
blushed. 'Johnny has been finding it hard to keep his hands to
himself when around me lately.' She said about the Captain. He didn't
like the sound of that.

'Has he done
anything to you? Touched you in any way you didn't like?' He sounded
like an over-protective parent.

'Every now and
then, but Necro and Undine have been keeping him in line.' She
giggled, referring to her black and white wings respectively. 'May
has too, but that's most likely because she gets jealous.' She was
referring to the Captain's Second-in-Command.

'I see.' He
shouldn't get worried. Being a half-Gear meant she was far from
helpless. He had experience in combat with her himself and could
attest to that. The two could hear the distance sounds of propellers
and engines in the distance with their enhanced hearing.

'Oh! I totally
forgot that I told them to meet me a couple of miles away from the
location of this trail.' She tucked some strands of her luxurious
blue hair behind her ear. 'Won't you accompany me to the airship?'
She asked politely, placing a small hand to his covered forearm.
'Johnny and the other's will be happy to see you again, I'm sure.'
She added. He thought otherwise.

'I doubt that.' He
muttered. His only appreciation for the Jellyfish Pirates was that
they could house Dizzy and provide her with shelter and company,
other than that, he found most of them to get on his nerves. She gave
him a wide eyed pouting look, much like a little puppy gives it's
owner when it wants something to happen it's way. He really hated the
effect such stares could have on him.

'Suppose I could go
off course for a bit. The higher-ups know I'm too lazy to be back on
time anyway. Even for a two week patrol.' He mentioned. She gave him
a radiant smile, and the two made their way in the direction of the
airship. When it touched ground, Johnny went to meet Dizzy, but was
not prepared to see Sol Badguy.

'Huh, Sol? Why are
you here?' The black leather-clad Captain asked upon seeing the
Knight.

'None of your
business. Take care of her. I'm leaving.' He said curtly, turning
around to head back on the trail. Her soft hand was on his forearm
again.

'Please, Mr.
Badguy, you should come with us. We could drop you off somewhere near
the Order's HQ a day from now so you wouldn't have to take the long
way back.' She pleaded. He shook his head.

'I said I was
willing to take a slight detour. I never said I was gonna get on the
airship. Just go, Dizzy.' He moved his arm out from her hand and took
another step away.

'Please...' She
whispered, so low that even with his heightened senses he barely
heard her. He regarded her with a side glance. She looked like she
might be about to cry, head held low and blue hair covering her eyes.
Her hands clasped close to her breasts. He sighed.

'What does she see in me anyway?
What is it about me that makes her want to seek out my company? She
has many friends who are too cheerful and outgoing for my taste. She
needs positive people like them in her life.' He thought. 'Why
would she also like to to hang out with a quiet, brooding, sinful
bastard like me? Even after over two-hundred years of being alive,
women can still find ways to confuse the shit out of me.' He
would rather not, but he could deal with the over cheerful company of
the others on board. He did it plenty of times in the past, and this
would just be another one of those times.

'Heavy...' He
sighed, turning around.

..........

When in the
presence of mostly orphaned, under-aged girls on the entire airship,
he chose a secluded corner on deck to work on his weapons. He
whittled away at bone, forming a wide blade that would make for a
good battle axe, he believed. Setting it aside, he decided to work on
another large bone to pass the time. He held it in his hands,
envisioning a long blade for a sword with it's tip widening out at
both ends. He started carving again. Some of the crew that was
unfamiliar with him showed interest in what he was doing, but when
they asked him, he'd reply that he was busy. They would watch for a
bit, most leaving out of disinterest of his hobby. He hadn't realized
how late it had gotten, working on this new sword blade when Dizzy
called him.

'Dinner is ready,
Mr. Badguy.' She handed him plate of food. He took it, only now
realizing it was night time already.

'Thanks' He grabbed
the plate and began eating quickly.

'How does it
taste?' She asked, leaning on the railing with her elbows to look at
the clouds the airship passed.

'Good.' He said.
'Your not going to eat, too?' He questioned, not seeing any plate
prepared for herself.

'I've already eaten
in the mess hall. I've already asked a lot of you by making you come
aboard. I didn't want force you to have to dine with everyone else.'
She told him. 'In fact, I forced a lot on you today and I wanted to
apologize for that too.' She fiddled with one of her braids.

'Don't worry about
it.' He said simply, leaning his head back to rest it against
railing.

'I don't want to
appear selfish to you.' she continued on.

'Drop all the
apologizing. Nothing wrong with being selfish sometimes.' He closed
his eyes.

'Okay. Thanks for
being understanding.' She smiled. 'Are you tired? You can use my
room.' She noticed his eyes were closed.

'This'll be fine.'
He placed his hands behind his head, sliding down on his back.

'Please, I insist.
Your my guest here. I can't have you catching a cold out on the
deck.' She grabbed his arm. 'Besides, my floor is carpeted, so it
will be more comfortable there than this hard floor.' She tapped the
floor with her heel for emphasis.

'Don't worry about
it. My underclothing is well suited to retain my body heat, and I've
slept on many uncomfortable surfaces out in the wilderness.' He
tapped the back of his boot against the ground. 'This'll be child's
play by comparison.' He was sure that there was no need for concern.
Besides, what would the crew think if he used her room?

'If you stayed out
here, I'd feel guilty.' She gave him that incredibly sad look again.
'Please?' She held out her hand. He sighed.

'Well...it's not like we're going to
fuck or anything since I'll be on the floor...right?' He mulled
the thought over in his head.

..........

She had gotten
ready for bed first before he allowed himself in. It was a modest
sized room, with a few flower arrangements she worked on in her
private time placed on a table near a circular window. Her vanity lay
closed at the other end of the room right across her small bed. She
handed him a spare blanket and pillow from her closet, he tried to
ignore her bust, which was barely concealed by a thin strapped baby
blue shirt. She also wore a short green tiled designed skirt, giving
him quite the view of her creamy legs. He turned around quickly
walked to a corner by the dresser, removing his coat and placing it
by his discarded gloves and boots. His bone pile lay next to them,
sword supported against the wall. He took off the near skin tight
black undershirt he wore to bare his scarred arms and torso. His
shoulders stiffened when she came up and touched the middle of his
back, where a particularly vicious looking scar was.

'What are you
doing?' He drawled out, trying to remain indifferent to her soft hand
on him.

'Did I cause any of
these?' She asked in a low voice. He touched the area just above his
right hip.

'This one is the
biggest one you made on me. It goes straight through. From our first
battle.' He stated. He was surprise when he felt her lean down and
kiss at the rough scar tissue. 'You'd better stop. Don't worry about
it and just go to asleep.' He tried pulling away from her, but she
hugged him fiercely then.

'Sol...' She called
him by his first name, moaning huskily. It made a shiver run down his
spine, but he resisted the urge to take action in which he believed
she was implying to.

'Stop. Your only a
child. Only a four year old.' He retorted. Soon he was spun around
and pinned, his arms by Necro and Undine while her tail bound his
legs. She looked at him with both anger and conviction.

'I'm not a child.
I'm actually seven now. Twenty-one by adult standards now.' Her words
made him space out for a bit.

'Has it really been
three years since we first met? Since I spared your life? Since I
saved you twice?' He mumbled. Being as old as he was, time seemed
irrelevant to him now, and he hadn't even realized he had been
working for the Order and knew her for that long. He looked at her,
really looked at her. When had see matured so much? She looked even
more stunning than he realized or wanted to admit.

'Yeah. I've
traveled the world many times over, learning of new experiences,
learning to control my powers so they could not take advantage of me
anymore. Look closely enough, and you see that Necro and Undine are
under my control now.' She stroked his cheek. 'I know what I want.
And what I want is you, Sol.' She gave him breath-taking smile, yet
he still resisted his urges. Logic still held enough sway.

'Even if you do, it
won't work. I'm nothing more than dirty human bastard. You'll outlive
me.' He used the logic in his response but she was not fooled.

'It could and you
know it. With the improved development of my powers I can sense what
you truly are, even if you suppress it with that device on your
forehead. Your like me, a Gear.' She spilled the beans on his secret
then. The daughter unknowingly surpassed the mother. Not even Justice
was able to sense what he truly was until his control device was
removed during the battle between them. It was quite the revelation.
She placed her hands on the leather straps that held the piece of
metal on.

'Don't. You won't
like what you see.' He said, breath becoming shallow. He could stop
her. He was still much more powerful than her even now. But lust
started to cloud logic. She removed it from him, baring his emblem.
His wild hair was let free across his shoulders. He gritted his teeth
together, trying to hold on to as much control as he could to keep
the transformation at bay. Pleasure erupted across his senses, and he
saw her on her knees naked and having already gotten him out of his
white jeans. He was too big for her to completely engulf with her
mouth, so she she used her soft hands to stroke the length she
couldn't get her lips around. She was quite good at it despite no
prior experience, her enthusiasm to please the one she loved working
well. He growled out his lust, thrusting his hips forward to create
that wonderful friction against her hands and mouth.

'Dizzy...' he
moaned out her name. His voice sounded raw, as if he had been
screaming for hours. He was surprised he could keep so much of his
transformation under control. He still looked mostly human. He felt
his nails grow into claws. His canines elongated to sharp fangs. His
vision was sharper now, his eyes gaining animal-like qualities to
their appearance. Every one of his senses heightened further. His
breathing became erratic, and he kept thrusting faster and harder
into that half-Gear's awaiting mouth and hands. He was getting so
close. But he willed himself to stop. She was the virgin here, not
him. He would make her experience pleasure first. His superior
strength allowed him to go against Necro and Undine's hold on his
arms, and he grasped onto either side of Dizzy's head, pushing her
off his dick.

'Sol...but I
thought...' She had been so sure he would allow her to go further by
the positive reaction he was showing to her. A little part of it felt
like crying inside. He covered her mouth with a clawed thumb, not
allowing her to continue speaking.

'Let's take this to
the bed.' He said simply, and she was soon hauled up bridal style in
his arms before she could even let his words fully sink in. He laid
across her bed, making her practically sit on his face before his
long tongue snaked out to lick at her nether lips. Dizzy let out a
gasp of surprise, feeling these sensations for the first time. She
fell against his torso with her back, writhing and mewing in pleasure
as his tongue assaulted her clit. Wanting to please him as well, she
used her hand to guide his erection towards her mouth. It was a bit
awkward due to the angle she had to turn her head, so she settled for
stroking his length while alternating between kissing and sucking at
the head. Her other hand instinctively went for one of her breasts,
tweaking and pinching at her nipples. Necro and Undine assisted in
the task, fondling and sucking at their master's nipples. Even her
tail made itself useful, going and stroking at Sol's balls.

Soon the sensations
became too much for her, and Dizzy moaned her release loud enough to
wake up the entire crew, or so it felt. Sol drunk his fill of her
secreting juices. He allowed her time to recover from the high of
coming, as she lay across him panting and sweating from all the
stimulations her body just experienced.

'Sol...that was
wonderful...' She breathed out, leaning up to sit on his chest.
'...but, you didn't come yet. I...wasn't bad, was I?' She looked a
bit saddened. He stroked her cheek.

'No, you were fine.
I didn't want to come yet. Not until you experienced it first. Don't
worry about it. By the end of the night, you'll have gotten me to
fire, unless...' He reversed their position, her back on the bed with
her legs against his shoulders, his hardness positioned near her
entrance. '...you want to stop. This is where it'll hurt for most
first-timers, or so I heard.' He told her. All of his previous times,
most of the women already had a decent three or four times
experiences prior to meeting with him. Dizzy would be the first
virgin he might have sex with, if she allowed.

'I've survived
falling nearly twenty-thousand feet three years ago before I could
fly. I survived fighting you a couple of times, too. I think I could
survive something like this.' She stated, putting as brave a front as
she could, but he could still sense her nervousness. He wasn't sure
what to do about easing her worry, as he was lacking experience in
that department too.

'The pleasure comes
after the pain, right? Think of it like that.' He began guiding his
way slowing past her nether lips. Sh flinched slightly, trying to get
adjusted to his size.

'Please, kiss me while you do it.' She
requested suddenly. she wanted to have some form of distraction. He
hesitated, not wanting her to cut some part of her mouth against his
fangs but decided to follow through as carefully as he penetrated her
at the same time. Their eyes met when he hit her barrier. she nodded
and closed her eyes tight as he acknowledged,thrusting in her quickly
to get it over with. She bit into his tongue hard enough to draw
blood when the pain hit her, as her scream was muffled out against
his own mouth. He remained steady, not willing himself to move yet
even if his dick was trapped in her wonderful tightness. Her eyes
glazed over and it looked like she might shed a few tears, but none
came.

'I'm so sorry. I
didn't mean to bite you.' She apologized even in her state of pain as
she tried to adjust to his size. She brought up a hand to wipe away
the trickle of blood on the side of his lips, but he stopped her with
his own hand, using his injured tongue to lick the blood into his
mouth.

'A wound as small
as this will heal and close in a couple of seconds.' He told her. The
emblem on his forehead seemed to flicker for emphasis. She knew that,
but didn't like to cause harm to anyone, no matter how small. Her own
pain started to lessen, and she decided to experiment by thrusting on
to him.

'Your moving...' he
breathed out, feeling the jolt of pleasure from his manhood. He began
a slow steady pace in and out of her. She flinched slightly, still
not used to his size completely, but it soon started becoming
pleasurable. Her legs rested over his arms as he leaned forward and
thrust into her a bit faster, his tongue licking at her throat. Her
hands were busy fondling her tits, and he'd use his tongue to flick
across her nipples.

He changed
positions slightly, making her lean on her side as he went in and out
of her pussy sideways, one hand across her stomach and the other
supporting her left leg. She guided one tit end to her mouth, licking
across the top before she trapped the nipple in between her teeth.

'Oh! It feels so
good! Don't stop!' She moaned out, on the verge of another orgasm.
Her walls clamped against his member. He sped up his pace further in
acknowledgment. She came again, moaning in her pillow. He could feel
her juices run down him, soaking the blanket.

'Did you come yet?'
She asked him after taking a few ragged breaths. She had been too
caught up in her own pleasure to realize.

'No, not yet. I
feel close, though. Go another round?' He suggested hopefully. He was
nearing his point, all he needed was another hour or two more with
her and he felt he could unload.

'Just give me a bit
of time. I'm very sore down there.' She said, looking apologetic. He
began to notice how warn out and pale she had become after he took
her virginity. His speed and power during their fuck session had been
enjoyable but too tiresome to endure for very long for her first
time. If he tried pushing her during this state, he didn't think
things would bode so well. He thought about just masturbating, but
after experiencing sex it seemed just too dull for his liking.

'I want to try
something.' He told her, an idea coming to mind. 'You won't even have
to get off your stomach.' He moved her tail out of the way and spread
her ass cheeks apart, finding her back entrance. She was shocked to
feel his tongue licking at it.

'Sol...!' She
gasped out, but he held her still. He could only use his tongue to
open her anus so wide before he would need the use of something
thicker. Normally he would use fingers, but the claws he grew out
were making them too risky for use in that area. A substitute
presented itself, though.

'This might feel a
little weird.' He said to her, grabbing hold of her tail.

'It...already...Oh!?'
Her words were effectively cut off as he used the end of her tail to
open her up wider. What he was doing felt so wrong to her in one way,
but made her even hornier in another. He removed her tail once he
felt her anal ring had expanded out enough, and then spit in and
around it for lubrication. He positioned his hardness at the opening,
hoping the saliva and his pre-come would help keep her lubed. He
worked inch by inch into her slowly, hoping she could fit most of him
in there. He was only able to get a little less than half himself
inside, but she was incredibly tight, tighter than her pussy had been
since it didn't so easily adjust to his length. Hoping the tightness
would be enough, he pumped into her back door with much more
manageable speeds. Dizzy enjoyed the strange but new feeling,
touching herself between her folds as she felt another orgasm coming.
Her anal ring clamped down harder over his erection as he started to
feel just about ready to explode.

'Shit!
Dizzy...I...' He grunted out, barely able to free himself just as the
tip erupted like a miniature volcano, spraying her back with white
globs of his come over and over again.

..........

'Oh...back early
for once, Badguy?' Commander Kliff Undersn said.

'Yeah, bagged me
four dragons along the way too. Six more and I'll have beaten your
record, old man.' He spoke smugly, a half spent cigarette in his
mouth. He was fastening the blades to handles. The short old man
chuckled.

'Actually, better
make that ten more. Bagged me four also just last night.' Kliff said.

'Don't lie to me
just because I'm about to overtake you, old man.' The Knight growled
out, not believing him.

'See the scores for
yourself.' He pointed to the ranking board. Sol scowled.

'I shouldn't have
taken the shortcut, even for a good fuck...'

...Fin...
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