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I Can't Beleive Him	By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > Ratchet & Clank Views: 4537 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ratchet & Clank, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Chapter 1- I Can't Beleive Him
- 2-Chapter 2- Return to Greblin
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Chapter 2- Return to Greblin

Angela lay awake on her bed, wallowing in her own self-pity. She had thrust this upon herself, she had driven Ratchet away. She had betrayed Sasha, her life partner. She had brought her exile upon herself when she had retreated back into her frozen home.
Eventually she decided to do something in the thin hope that it would draw her attention away from her crushed past for a few sweet moments. She rose from her bed, wiping a shattered tear from her furry cheek as she strode into the hallway leading towards the door which opened out into the frozen wasteland that she called her home. Holstering her blaster and reaching for the door handle she was suddenly thrown back by a swift gust of wind that burst through the door, forcing her to shield her eyes from the blinding light with her gloved hand. Glaring through the blinding radiance she saw the dark silhouette of a figure in the door, their shadowy outline a contrast to the bright white background of the snow that swirled around them. “Huuuhgh” Was all Angela could say before the figure began to move, springing to life.
The dark outline suddenly leapt forward. Out of reflex Angela reached for her blaster hanging loosely from her belt. But the creature was quick. They leapt gracefully into the air, tackling Angela to the ground and wrenching the blaster free of her hand. It skidded across the floor. Angela crashed down onto the floor hard, the thin beads of snow sitting upon the ground burning at her exposed fur, but for Angela the cold was the last thing on her mind. She stared into her assailants open hood, only their fangs as white as the surrounding snow piercing the veil of darkness to strike fear into her heart. She was ready for whatever her assailant was planning to do with her.
Suddenly those glistening white fangs shot forward, Angela slammed her eyes shut, she was not going to give her killer the joy of seeing the fear that tainted her eyes, she was going down proudly. But her attacker stopped just short of her right ear, Angela could feel their warm breath wafting against the side of her head. She could clearly hear each individual inhale as the air swept past her ear, feeling the droplets of water fall and freeze on contact with the frozen air.
She felt a wet tongue run across her furry ear. Opening her eyes slowly she felt her attacker licking at her ear, eating away at whatever taste hung from her frozen fur. What she couldn’t figure out was why? “Who are you?”
Her attacker abruptly stopped licking at her ear, staring into her eyes through the dark shroud that concealed her features. Her attacker once again lunged forward, this time Angela was sure that this was the end for her. But as she opened her mouth to scream she felt her aggressors lips latch onto hers. She felt the air be drained from her lungs. Her attacker rose above her once again, leaving Angela panting to replace the stolen breath they had just snatched from her.
“You know in my culture” Her attacker reached up to their hood. Holding the fabric they flung the light material over their head, their dark purple hair cascaded down their covered back. “It is one of the greatest shames to forget your mate” Angela was stunned.
“Sasha!!” Angela screeched, reaching up and throwing her arms around her, Angela’s cheek rubbing up against her partner’s ear. “I was afraid you were some evil psycho”
Sasha smiled, exposing her pearl white fangs. “I’m not evil, I’m happy with fangs” Angela ran her gloved finger across her strong glistening front teeth.
“Cute” Angela smiled.
Angela’s eyes filled with tears. Throwing her arms around Sasha she felt the smaller girl begin to lose her balance, crashing down on top of Angela’s round plump breasts. Angela sobbed as she clutched Sasha tightly in her long elegant arms. “I’m sorry I left you” Sasha was touched, squeezing Angela tightly in return.
“Sssshhhh, you don’t have to explain anything to me” Sasha comforted her. Angela stared into Sasha’s brown eyes, her gaze piercing through her fears and her guilt. “I came here to make amends”
Angela’s expression was curios on what exactly she meant by that. But all her questions would soon be answered. Sasha leant upon Angela, their plump breasts pressing against each other through the hardened fabric of their clothing. Sasha pressed her full lips into Angela’s, each sucking away at each others lips. Sasha however had the upper hand, probing her tongue through the seam between the two lines of teeth, pressing against the roof of Angela’s mouth to force the crack open further. The warmth in their mouths slowly grew, the warm air moving between them.
Sasha scratched and clawed at the hardened material of Angela’s jumpsuit, tearing and ripping lines in the fabric layer to scratch against the hardened gel and plating beneath. She roughly scratched along Angela’s back, searching for the zip which might remove this pesky obstacle. Once she had found the zipper she proceeded to remove said obstacle from the equation. Bringing the zipper down the small of Angela’s back, the slow crunch as the zip ate away at more and more of the track was such a sweet melody to Sasha’s ears.
She reached the bottom, ready to rip the meddlesome garment from Angela’s skin and once again taste Angela’s partially tainted flesh, Sasha eager to finish her work. But Angela was not going to just roll over and allow Sasha to consume her; she was going to have to fight for it. “Not yet” Angela spoke with a fierce tone. Sasha looked up into her eyes. “You have to please me first, before I will submit to you”
Sasha nodded approvidly. Sasha rose to her feet, pulling Angela up with her. Sasha pulled Angela along at arms length, walking along out of the hall. They stepped into Angela’s bedroom; Sasha threw her arms around Angela’s shoulders as they collapsed in a heap on the bed, their legs becoming gleefully entangled as they fell, Sasha emerging on top of the pile. Angela unsheathed her claws, scratching at her partners chest, attempting to pry open the seam of Sasha’s uniform.
Angela found no way of breaking the bonds which held the barrier to her prize in one piece, but she persisted. Her claws dug into the material, finding whatever hold she get and tore into fabric with all the force she could muster. Her claws shredded the fabric, exposing areas of light brown fur beneath it. Angela slipped her claws beneath the breaches, severing the delicate strands of the fabric. Angela noticed that underneath the thin uniform Sasha was bare of any other clothing. “Perhaps she had expected this outcome” Angela contemplated the devious thought.
Sasha’s body, being limp and lifeless for the majority of their act, intent simply to allow Angela to command their path, suddenly sprung to life. Sasha’s claws dug into the tough material of the shoulders of Angela’s jumpsuit, rolling the two of them across the bed- becoming wrapped in the sheets like a crude toga. Sasha emerged dominant, staring down into Angela’s submissive eyes.
With an evil smirk Sasha reached into her cloak, retrieving something from the belt at her back. The item turned into a blaster, a small hand held weapon with two bladed triangles at the tip of the barrel, allowing the charged balls of plasma to be directed and launched with increased accuracy.
Angela contemplated the device for a moment, finally discerning Sasha’s intention, to utilize the weapon as a super charged sex toy. “It could kill us” Angela said with a coy look. Sasha had already devised a solution. Sasha reached around to the grip of the blaster, activating the switch to allow her to retrieve the ammo clip snugly embedded in the base of the weapon. Sasha smirked, brandishing the empty weapon.
“Perfect” Angela smiled, reaching down to lower the lip of her jumpsuit. Her glowing yellow fur simmered in the dull light, Angela enjoying the dirty feeling as she slipped her bladed claw along the length of her taut stomach, each gentle movement taunting her further. Sasha watched with devilish eyes, licking her tantalizing lips in anticipation. Sasha waited patiently for Angela to reach down and pull off her jumpsuit, the final obstacle of clothing was about to be removed.
Sasha decided to utilize this time to analyze Angela’s athletic body, something she was already quite familiar with, but was still eager to rekindle her memory. Sasha glanced over Angela’s long athletic legs, her pristine golden fur, her full pouty lips. When Angela raised her thighs up to her chest, sliding her jumpsuit down her long legs, it gave Sasha that much better look at her final prize. Sasha took advantage of this opportunity to admire Angela’s deliciously firm ass. She licked her lips devilishly “I cannot wait to get into that”
Angela discarded the final article of clothing into an unimportant corner of the room. Sasha pounced on the given opportunity, pinning Angela’s knees tightly to her chest. Sasha threw her lips against Angela’s, their tongues lashing with each other. Ultimately however Sasha’s preparation and expertise won her the engagement. Angela submitted to her partners will, allowing Sasha to slide her feline tongue across her golden tinged fur.
Sasha pulled back, allowing Angela’s long legs to fall back against the bed, bouncing lighting with the light jump of the springs. Sasha lapped her tongue across Angela’s stomach, testing her delicious flavor. “Just as I remembered” Sasha sighed blissfully. Sasha slashed her moist tongue further down Angela’s supple body, sliding a trail downwards. Angela expected Sasha to trail her tongue across her quivering pussy, to stimulate her pulsating clitoris and drive her over the brink to drown in the delectable twilight of pure pleasure. Sasha gripped her claws into the tight muscle of Angela’s ass, growling with lust at finally attaining her prize. “You do not know how long I have been waiting to tear into this” Sasha rubbed the pad of her finger against Angela’s puckered ass.
Angela sighed with pleasure, her head swimming and blinded by the enjoyment of Sasha’s slow, graceful actions. Sasha was in control, Angela frozen by the waves of pleasure that pulsed through her body. Sasha took advantage of this, massaging Angela’s taut ass with her clawed hands, kneading the taut muscle between her fingers, the cries of pleasure flowing freely from Angela’s pouty lips. Sasha released Angela’s right ass cheek, trailing her sweat drenched paw down her own stomach, leaving a thin trail in her wake.
Sasha’s moist hand met her own dripping pussy, tickling her outer lips, the two cocktails mixing together into a delicious elixir that moistened and excited Sasha’s pussy lips as they clamped around her exploratory finger. She flexed her clawed finger inside of herself, her lips forming around her twitching finger slowly creeping deeper inside of her.
Angela’s eyes suddenly snapped open, her body coming alive with the sudden wave of pleasure. Angela gripped Sasha’s shoulders in her feline grip, pulling Sasha on top of her harshly, ripping Sasha’s finger harshly from her dripping snatch. Sasha cringed, the sharp pain as her finger was ripped free of her own snatch immobilized Sasha for a few seconds, more than long enough for Angela to pull her tightly to her chest, rolling the two of them across the bed in a tangle of discarded sheets.
Sasha eventually came back to her senses, but sadly too late to break free of Angela’s tightening grip. Angela pinned Sasha to the bed by her shoulders, Angela’s eyes burning red with rekindled, fiery desire. Angela removed her right hand from Sasha’s shoulder, keeping her still pinned with her left claw still tightly clamped around her shoulder blade.
Angela slipped her free hand inside of Sasha’s waiting snatch, tickling the interior of her sensitive snatch. Sasha cooed lightly at Angela’s sensitive touch, her mind swimming delicately with pleasure. This fragile mind set was however shattered when Angela’s left hand began to wander, slowly scrapping its way down her chest, removing a trail of stray hairs down Sasha’s side, her claws leaving a numb trail of pain in her wake.
Sasha’s legs pulsated wildly, shocks of pain coursing wildly through her nervous system. Sasha thrust her thigh upwards, her shin making contact with Angela’s dripping pussy. Sasha rubbed her twitching leg against her partners snatch, the delicate hairs of her fur tickling every sensitive spot they came in contact with.
Sasha eventually gave out, letting fly with a flurry of salty girl cum that trailed gleefully down Angela’s hand. Feeling the warm, sticky liquid stain her fur drove Angela over the edge. Angela collapsed down on top of Sasha, pinning her hand inside of Sasha. After coming down from the fiery pleasure of her orgasm Sasha was finally hit by the dull pain of the scratches that Angela had inflicted upon her, helping to bring her back into reality.
Sasha stared into Angela’s smirking face, exposing her glistening white fangs. Angela finally spoke “I just wanted to say I love you”
Sasha smiled, laying a gentle kiss on her partner’s cheek. “Next time try a Qwark vid comic”
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