Tempting the Snake | By : JackieBlue Category: +S through Z > Super Smash Brothers Views: 5342 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A.N.: Helloooo! ‘Tis another chapter. I already had it all typed up, but fixed it up a little bit, and voila! The end result. A special thanks to dave for the supportive comment. Sorry for the ignorance on the whole power suit thing, but I never really kept up with Metroid. I’m more of an MGS gal. That being said, I think I wrote for Snake (hopefully) a wee bit better, so sit back, relapse, sit back, relax, and enjoy! *_~
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Snake slowly walked down the hall, completely exhausted from his non-stop fighting spree. He gave a low groan as he rubbed the back of his neck, thinking back to what had just happened. He felt so frustrated and ashamed for letting his emotions control him that way. He sighed despondently, remembering the fear in her eyes. He wanted to pound the wall with his fist until he left a hole in it...but he was too damn tired. The mercenary stopped to lean against the wall, letting his head fall back as he let another groan of pain and despair escape his throat. His self-frustration only grew when he thought back to his previous match.
When Snake heard her name, he didn’t know what to think. He knew she’d fought all day as well, so it was going to be short match. He sighed in relief at this notion, but then winced in hesitation when he remembered another thing. Even when he’d first arrived at the mansion, he was always drawn to that metal-clad bounty hunter. He seemed to be an okay guy. He wasn’t much of a talker but he certainly was a skilled fighter. And then...the suit came off. Snake had first seen her in the heat of battle. In his line of work, he could hide his feelings very well, but a jumble of emotions overcame him; Shock, and a bit of embarrassment, once it was confirmed that he was, in fact, a she, confusion as to how he hadn’t figured it out sooner. Not just that she was a woman, though...that she was, well, an attractive woman. He lost that battle...and what a loss it was. Snake couldn’t dodge a single hit and was finally blow sky high, by his own grenade, no less. Since then, he would always get this strange feeling around Samus, this urge to...well; let’s just say it would never go beyond the walls of his mind. In battle, he’d always be watching her. Not her attacks specifically, but he’d watch the way her hips swayed when she ran, the way her hair twisted and floated freely when she’d be in mid-jump, the curve in her waist when she would make an evasive manoeuvre. It was all so...entrancing. As he entered the arena, Snake faltered slightly when he saw her. Samus stood there, eyes closed and breathing deeply. He saw the tatters in her suit, and followed them like arrows that led to the rest of her form. He would have to make this quick before his mind would decide, on its own accord, to act on any sort of impulse. He stood there, waiting. The moment the match started, he ran with blinding speed towards her. He found it odd that she made no move to dodge, but decided that the sooner he finished this, the better. He saw Samus slowly open her eyes, in time to see his foot coming straight at her. She didn’t even have the time to hesitate, as his foot made contact and she was sent hurdling back. She recovered quickly, straightening out in the air and landing with a soft grunt. She made a move for her plasma whip, yanked him in as she jumped in the air, and drop kicked him to the ground below. Snake only had a moment to recover because before he knew it, they were locked in hand-to-hand combat. He had to hand it to her; she was a very skilled combatant. That’s when he decided to take the upper hand. After a quick counter, he pulled a knife out of his chest pocket and made a downward move descending the bounty hunter’s torso. The next few moments felt as if time itself had slowed down to a near stop. As she jumped back, he assumed at first that his blade made no contact. Then, he saw a line forming across Samus’ torso in a diagonal path, and finally tearing exposing most of her abdomen. He felt his fists tensing, and then loosening, as he had no idea what to do at this point. Snake simply stared at the exposed flesh, and then he saw it. As he followed the tear upward, he could just make out the lowermost curve of her bare breast. It would appear with every exhale, and disappear with every inhale as her chest heaved. He could bear it no longer. His eyes bore into her as if attempting to do what he desperately longed to do to her telepathically. Snake lost it when Samus hugged herself, pushing her breasts together, and started making his way toward her. His vision was hazy and his mind went blank. But, he was abruptly pulled out of his feral daze by an explosion. Foiled by his own grenade, once again. He got up slowly with a low groan and soon caught sight of her nearly halfway across the field. The explosion had apparently knocked him out and sent them flying. He shook his head, finally able to think straight. He should try to find her to make sure the battle was over. He moved in closer through the trees, still going unnoticed by her. Snake silently watched her get up slowly and gasp as she looked down at her attire, the shredded fabric concealing her back, now exposing her entire midsection. No...No, not again! That feeling, it...it was too much to bear. His mind snapped and he lost control, launching himself at her, toppling them both to the ground...”
“...Fuck”, he murmured hoarsely, trying his hardest to forget the following events. His insatiable urge to ravage her body, the sudden surge of adrenaline, the unbearable stiffness in his pants...and the fear. Fear that he had instilled, that he caused. The whimpers of protest, the moans of effort to keep him away, and by the end, tears. Before, he was convinced that the end buzzer pulled him out of his frenzy, but truth be told, it was her sheer fright. He had always seen Samus as a strong, fearless, emotionless fighter, much like himself. He was now fully aware that they were both brimming with emotion, whether they chose to believe it or not. This made Snake very insecure, but all he could do at this point was to try and forget about it and get some sleep. He made his way to the end of the hall and turned left with another weary sigh. First thing was first...he desperately needed a smoke. But he faltered when he noticed a certain someone who had fallen asleep on the bench...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*I know, I know!! No plot advancement WHATSOEVER!!! This was just to get some perspective on Snake’s take on the whole sitch. Anywho, plot advancement in the next chapter...I plomise...
Snake: *grabs a loaded bazooka and points it at my head* what was that?
Me: I mean I promise, PROMIIIISEEE!!! *Cowers in the corner and starts snivelling like a baby*Snake: >:3 he he...Me: >: / *mutter under breath* asshole...While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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