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Pit And The Legendary Ladies	By : DrkVrtx Category: +G through L > Kid Icarus Views: 9981 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tickled By Thunder

"...and let me remind you Pit: she's the enemy".
"Uh huh", Pit said in absent-minded reply, staring up at a spot in the sky were the lightning wielding warrior had just resided.
"Pit, come on. We still have work to do".
"Yes, Lady Palutena. I'm going now..."
"...You haven't moved, Pit".
"I'm coming..."
"Pit! Your eyes are out of focus and you're blushing like an idiot".
"What?" Pit exclaimed, suddenly coming to himself with a start, "no I'm not, Lady Palutena. I was just - ah, planning my next step".
"Pit, do you remember in Chapter 2 when I told you I could read your mind through your laurel crown, and then I laughed and told you I was joking?"
"...Yes?"
"It was a joke. Then. But I can make it a reality, just for you".
"Nonono, that's fine, Lady Palutena! I'm back on the job, focused, armed, ready, dangerous...and super cute - "
"Pit, you're an angel. My angel. Angels don't think naughty thoughts now, do they?"
"Ah, of course not, Lady Palutena", Pit replied, feeling heat rise to his cheeks.
“Then", Palutena said, giving him a mental slap on the backside which drew a yelp of surprise from Pit, "get going".
Pit mumbled as he rubbed his stinging posterior, his other hand clutching his Divine Bow readily as a Boom Stomper emerged from the shadows of the hallway ahead with a trio of Lethiniums tottering along in its wake. Palutena was notably irritated by Pit being flirted with by one of Viridi's commanders, but he was sure even the Goddess' cheeks would have been shining red if she had heard what said commander had whispered only for his hearing when she had zipped past him faster than even Palutena could track. He hoped she was still bluffing about his laurel crown.

Pit slid to a stop as he entered the room with a rather flashy entrance (if he did say so himself); however, the rather impressive speech that he had been crafting on his way here to accompany his entrance spilled from his lips in a few useless mumbles of surprise as he caught the lightning warrior - as the saying goes - with her pants down. Well, to be more specific, she was presently proceeding to peel one of the white sashes that covered a short, plain black top slowly off of her shoulder.
"Argh!" Pit cried out, covering his eyes immediately, "I didn't see anything, Lady Palutena!"
"Kindly explaining the minute separation between the fingers of your left hand, Pit", Palutena asked sweetly.
"I'm not peeking!"
"I never said you were, but thanks for telling me".
"Oops..."
The lithe young woman looked over her shoulder as Pit filled the room with chatter, a curved smile on her lips as her amethyst eyes sparkled with mischief.
"Oh Pit, you didn't even give me time to take a shower and a little nap. Now I have to fight all hot and sweaty", she finished with a small pout.
"Well, umm, I could just wait outside...?"
"You know, Pit, it's rude for a man to rush a lady. You have to be patient with her, give her the time she needs".
"Oh, for goodness' sake", Palutena groaned, accidentally rolling Pit's eyes along with her own.
"Well", Pit said hesitantly as he tugged at the neck of his chiton, "technically, I'm not a man. I'm - "
"An angel", the young woman finished for him, turning to face him as she slipped her arm back through the sash once more.
"You are rather cute", she said, tilting her head a little and surveying him with glittering eyes, "however, you are also a rather annoying little pest, running around here and destroying my lovely crystals. That was cruel of you. Now allow dear Phosphora to teach you a lesson!"
"So that's her name", Pit mused.
"You forgot?" Palutena chided, "when it's been mentioned countless times already?"
"But she's only been called 'commander' or something so far - "
"Pit, look out!"
Clearly the time for banter was done, for Phosphora charged straight at Pit with an obvious, yet lethal attack, her outstretched right arm sheathed with sizzling electricity as she aimed, it seemed, straight for his heart. A panicked dash to the side saved his life, only just.
"What was that?" Pit shouted at Phosphora, "did you just try to kill me? I mean, seriously try to kill me?"
"Why, Pit, of course I did", Phosphora returned, turning to face him, though her eyes were pointed at the hand which she had again sheathed with lightning. Electricity crackled harmlessly all over her body, even rising up to her eyes and dancing upon their surfaces. Squeamish, Pit grimaced at the sight.
"But - but - " he started, before glancing around surreptitiously and covering his mouth his free hand as he leaned forward, muttering in a hoarse voice, "this isn't...serious, is it?"
Phosphora, on the other side of what had become an arena of battle, laughed softly. And then suddenly, she was right in his face, having moved so swiftly that Pit stared at her for a full second or two before being able to comprehend that she had moved and was now standing in front of him.
"We have our orders, you and I", Phosphora said to him, a moment later thrusting her palm into his chest. Somehow, through some sort of crazy instinct, Pit managed to catch her wrist before she struck him. Phosphora raised an eyebrow, looking down at their point of contact before seductively lifting her gaze to meet his.
"Impressive. Perhaps I should add 'agile' and 'oh so strong' to the list too, huh?"
"Ha ha ha", Pit laughed nervously as a sheepish grin curved his mouth.
"Of course, 'dead' also exists on said list", Phosphora added casually. Pit's eyes snapped open.
"But - but you said - "
"Not here!" Phosphora exclaimed suddenly, pressing a finger to Pit's lips, a finger that so happened to almost shock his face numb.
"Pit, what are you playing at?" Palutena chided. Phosphora gave him a small smile and wink even as she planted a foot into his stomach, ripping her arm from his grasp as she kicked him away. Pit winced as he slid to a stop, pressing a hand tenderly to his stomach. He yelped a moment later when he realised he had almost been kicked into an electrified barrier mere inches away from his current position. Gritting his teeth and emitting a grunt of determination, Pit raised his Divine Bow and swiftly took aim.
It was immediately evident that such a weapon was the entirely wrong weapon to have chosen from the vault to take on this mission. In fact, Pit was already teetering on the verge of complaining to Lady Palutena that Phosphora was overpowered, to which she would probably say 'I told you so' for accepting the Fiend's Cauldron's ludicrous challenge in the first place. Well, he was certainly paying for that choice now.
Phosphora easily manoeuvred around the Divine Bow's shots once more, darting left to right in an intimidating approach towards Pit. Reaching him, she leaned away from his desperate swipe with the Bow, catching his wrist as he over extended his strike. From there, she planted a shocking palm thrust to Pit's stomach, doubling him over, followed by taking his legs from underneath him. She pulled hard on his wrist as he yelped and fell, drawing him upwards into a rather vicious strike to the stomach once more. Palutena winced audibly. Pit gasped breathlessly as he collapsed to the ground, and Phosphora merely smirked as she placed her hands on her hips and surveyed the fallen angel.
"How d'you like that, ma'am?" Phosphora asked with a mischievous grin, looking up in the Goddess' presumed general direction.
"You do want to start something, don't you? Don't make me come down there, young lady. Things won't be pretty".
"Ha, that's alright, 'Lady' Palutena. Three's a crowd, as they say".
"Now what does that me - ?"
Phosphora raised her hand into the air and an explosion of electrical activity occurred a moment later within the room. Lightning arced across the ceiling and along the walls and around Phosphora and Pit, thick heavy clouds began to gather, circling tightly around the focal point of the lightning wielding warrior. Pit, pulling himself to his knees, looked around in confusion as the sky invaded the room and all darkened around him. Phosphora stood at the centre of it all, electricity racing across her body as she struck a menacing figure, bending - it seemed - the heavens to her will.
"What - what is this?" Pit said as Phosphora finally lowered her hand. She returned her hand to her hip as she looked down at him.
"Try calling your Goddess", she said, "I'm sure she's dying to help you".
"Um, Lady Palutena...Lady Palutena?" Pit said as he looked up and around in bewilderment.
"I can't sense her. I...am I dead?"
Phosphora rolled her eyes. "No, Pit, you're not dead. Though I did consider putting an end to you for a moment there. This”, she said, gesturing, “is my patented Anti-Goddess Detection Shield".
Pit looked around himself. "I see".
"And of course", Phosphora sighed, shaking her head, "he doesn't get it".
Pit shrugged and grinned sheepishly.
"This", Phosphora gestured again to the thick grey dome of clouds around them, "grants us poor underlings a moment of privacy and peace from our respective Goddesses. I love Mistress Viridi, I do, but she can be a little...persistent. Thus: this".
"So, they can't find us here, or hear us? Or see, or smell, or - "
"No".
"Oh", Pit said, clearing his throat nervously as Phosphora graced him with a heated gaze.
"Now then", she began, once again began to peel off the sashes that covered the short top beneath, "I do believe I made you a promise".
I can show you a good time, Pit. Here we are, two overworked servants...we deserve a little break, wouldn't you agree?
Pit swallowed a hard lump in his throat as Phosphora casually dropped the two, thin sashes to the ground. Now that things had slowed down - in particular Phosphora, Pit was finally able to take her in properly. Her body was slender and well-toned, bared for eye to appreciate but for a pair of white shorts, the small black top and black bandages wrapped around her arms and legs, though her shoulders and thighs were left exposed. Pit's face grew warm as he saw that Phosphora's body was slick with sweat, and that she was breathing rather heavily, her chest noticeably rising and falling with each breath.
Her blonde hair, shaped like a crescent and tipped evenly with red fanned out behind her head, lifted slightly by a wind Pit couldn't seem to feel. It stirred the blue scarf that was wrapped delicately around Phosphora's neck too, small arcs of electricity racing along its surface.
Phosphora knelt down to meet him, swiftly establishing control as she pushed him down flat on his back and straddled him. She caught the wrist of his left arm, squeezing until he winced and the Divine Bow fell from his grip before interlacing their fingers together and pushing his hand to the ground beside his head. Her kiss was hard and without preamble, and Pit's lips had no other choice - or desire, but to respond. A muffled yelp came from his throat a few moments later though, as well as his eyes snapping open. Phosphora drew her tongue from his mouth, breaking the kiss and gracing him with mischievous eyes.
"'Shocked', Pit?"
Phosphora turned her ear to Pit's mouth as slurred mumblings came from it.
"What's that? You love that sensation and you want more? Well, I can only oblige", Phosphora grinned. Pit tried to voice his complete disagreement, but his tongue was heavy and unresponsive in his mouth. Phosphora pushed her free hand underneath Pit's chiton, voicing her own surprise as her fingers danced across the contours of his body.
"Oh my, Pit. I thought you to be a scrawny little angel. You impress me".
"Wu...Well", Pit started, finally regaining control of his tongue, "I do work out - ah!"
"I'm certain of it", Phosphora replied, tracing charged fingertips along Pit's stomach and feeling the slight rise and fall on his abdominal musculature.
"Must you do that?" Pit demanded, "haven't you caused me enough pain already - mmph!"
Phosphora silenced him with another deep, heavy - and unfortunately for Pit, charged kiss, pushing her tongue slowly into his mouth and claiming it as her possession.
"Here I am, all hot and bothered and sweaty", Phosphora said when she broke the kiss, "and I don't think I have the willpower to listen to your prattle this time, Pit. I just..."
She shifted her body, lying on her side beside him. She released his hand before a moment later trapping it beneath her body, pushing her now free arm underneath's Pit's head to prop him up. Her leg snaked over his, her skin slick and smooth and cool against him. Exploring fingers turned south as she leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
"...want to have some fun", she finished, her fingers finding and very lightly tracing a path down Pit's length, "can we do that, my little angel?"
"Please, not the sacred stones - ah!"
"'Sacred stones?'" Phosphora laughed softly as she closed her teeth gently upon Pit's ear, "did Palutena inspire you to call them that?"
"No!" Pit adamantly denied, his face growing red at the suggestion. He grew heated a few moments later for an entirely different reason as Phosphora drew her fingers from the base of his length to the tip, sending rippling, charged sensations through him.
"Look alive, Pit", Phosphora cooed, "I've been kicking ass all day, and I'm incredibly tired. You won't make a lady do all the work now, will you?"
She moved her hand, taking his free hand in hers and guiding it to her stomach. Then, she laid her own in the exact same position on his body. She locked eyes with him, raising an eyebrow and the corner of her lips in invitation.
Pit swallowed. The lump in his throat was large enough for it to hurt to do so.
Phosphora's pattern of exploration matched Pit's perfectly as he traced a path along her sweat-slick, toned body. She was firm and yet yielding beneath his fingers. Nervously, he lifted and poked his fingers beneath Phosphora's tight black top, finding small breasts beneath and hardened buds. He gasped as he felt a light shock run through his body as Phosphora pinched his nipple.
They soon journeyed south together, both undeniably eager, though Pit was more...obvious. Phosphora held his eyes with her hot amethyst gaze, and Pit felt like he would burn beneath it soon enough. Her lips were moist and inviting, and as she'd brought her face a mere breath away from his, close enough for him to capture - if he dared. She was enjoying tempting him with them, he was sure. She was waiting for him to give up resisting first, and he didn't think he was going to be able to resist for much longer.
Fingers and hands reached their ultimate destinations, Pit slipping beneath Phosphora's shorts as she took him in hand, her palm wet with his ever so convenient lubricant.
"Mmm", Phosphora allowed a low moan to escape her throat, "that's good..." her eyes briefly closing as her lower lip slowly peeled away from her teeth.
"Really?" Pit said, glancing down, "are you sure? This is my- ahem - first time, after all - "
"Pit, I swear. Shut up".
And then her lips fell upon him once more, though this time, she didn't shock him into muffled silence. Tongues, wet and heavy, danced, pushing from mouth to mouth in displays of dominance. Phosphora established a tortuously slow and stimulating rhythm as she stroked Pit, one he didn't think he was going to last through. He plunged deep into her in return, drawing low moans from her throat that brought pleasant vibrations to their heated kiss.
"Pit", Phosphora breathed heavily as she broke their kiss, "oh Goddess, what are you doing to me?"
"Aaah, something...good?" he said uncertainly, watching heat rise to Phosphora's face and her eyes slide in and out of focus momentarily.
"Don't you dare stop", she told him fiercely as he curled his fingers with each thrust. "Don't you dare".
His wrist was beginning to cramp; however, Pit was afraid she might legitimately kill him if he paused for even a moment, judging by her expression. A moment later, an intense hnngh! escaped Pit as Phosphora picked up the pace, dancing along his length as electricity danced across her skin. Their moans and groans intensified and grew more frequent as they approached their peak, that sweet release that would send them utterly reeling and blast them straight into a world beyond the need for comprehension. But then the clouds surrounding them began to part.
"Pit?" came the distant, muted voice of Palutena, "Pit, are you there? Where are you, Pit!"
Phosphora looked up, startled, and then just as quickly, a fiery anger shaped her face. She swore, and the space around them exploded with electricity. Pit yelped and pulled his arms back unto himself, shielding himself from Phosphora's shout of frustration.
"Goddess be damned!" she yelled, looking right at Pit as she rose to her feet, as though this was all his fault.
"Sorrysorrysorrysorry!" Pit rapid-fired, curling his body up in fear of Phosphora lashing out at him.
"I can't be found here, not with you", she said, reaching down and grabbing the sashes she had discarded.
"Well, that's sweet", Pit murmured, "didn't have to add the last part, you know - "
"What?" she demanded of him, spinning on her heel to face him.
"Nothing!"
"Later, Pit", she said, a moment later literally vanishing from his sight.
"Wow", Pit remarked, gazing down at himself absent-mindedly for a long moment as the clouds continued to disperse before coming to himself and hurriedly re-arranging his chiton, finding a small part of himself just as angry as Phosphora had been and refusing to settle down. He cast his eyes wildly about for the Divine Bow as Lady Palutena's voice became clearer, adopting a prone, face-down position as he grasped it in hand.
"Pit! There you are! Goodness, I was so worried. Are you alright?"
Pit groaned in 'pain', slowly opening his eyes to find the Goddess kneeling in front of him, her eyes filled with said worry.
"Ugh, I'm...alright", he said, carefully rising to one knee.
"I couldn't find you, what happened? And where is Phosphora?"
"She umm, got away".
"'Got away'?"
"I'm sorry, Lady Palutena, she was too...strong, for me".
"Pit, this is terrible. Don't you know what this means?"
"Huh?"
"You've broken the sequence!" Palutena exclaimed, rising to her feet and shaking her head, hands fidgeting furiously.
"I...what?"
"How are we going to continue after this, Pit? It's all scripted - you're supposed to defeat Phosphora, and then we move on to the next chapter!"
"I...but - "
"And sequence breaking is a crime punishable in seventeen different heavenly states! Oh, the Elders won't be pleased, not one bit".
"I..."
"Oh, it's no use. We - well you - have to face the music. Come on", she said, holding out her hand for Pit to take.
Bewildered, dazed, and somewhat sexually frustrated, Pit mutely reached out and accepted his Goddess' hand.
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