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Dead and Reburied	By : Casnia Category: +A through F > Borderlands Views: 14177 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note: I don't condone this behaviour. Not all of it.
Gaige's ass dropped back to rest on her feet and she lay, panting. She pulled her top back down and zipped her jacket up, much to the bandit's displeasure.

"You've got to be kidding, right," she asked a little shakily, getting up and quickly pulling the knickers off his face. She slipped them back on over her stockings. "I should just kill you."

"As if I ain't already dead," he said angrily. "You'd be doing me a favour."

Gaige thought about this.

"I suppose I would," she said, brightly.

"You'd give me a fighting chance though, right," he grinned doubtfully as she pulled out her shotgun.

"Why," she asked. Then fired. At such close proximity, and with such low accuracy, only one bullet hit him - but it damn near killed him.

"Urlghh," he shouted in pain, "stop shooting! I surrender!"

"You were already surrendered," she said, though she lowered the gun.
"Fuck!" He was panicking. "If you're gonna kill me, at least let me out this godamn hole first!"

"So you can have a chance to fight," she asked, swapping her shotgun for a pistol. "I'd kill you in a second."

"Vault Hunter," he said with a desperate laugh and then, trying not to grit his teeth, "I know I'm just a dumb bandit but, believe me, I'd sooner try to fuck you - and I'm not that stupid."

Gaige aimed her pistol at him, then froze for a moment. She lowered it again. "Alright," she said levelly.

"Alright?" He hesitated, looking confused. His plan was to leg it ...but she'd already worked that one out. She'd kill him for sure and he knew it.

"Why dig you out first," she asked as if reading his mind. "I wanna see if we can make this fun," she said lightly. The marauder said nothing, still panting a little after being shot at. "I put my weapons away and you don't try to run from me." Gaige seemed to be thinking about the best way to word this. "If you can actually fuck me, you can head straight through that door and I won't stop you."

"If I can-... What?"

"You heard me." Gaige put her weapons and shield away and folded her arms. "I wanna practice my unarmed combat," she said simply.
The man's mouth hung open slightly, as he looked from the Mechromancer to the door and back. His eyes narrowed.

"Little girl-..." he growled.

"Underestimate me if you want," she interrupted. "It won't help you. When you lose, it will be because a 'little girl' killed you with her bare hands."

At first, the bandit's upper lip curled into a snarl. Then, slowly, his face dipped and broke into a wolfish grin. "What happens when you like it too much, huh?"

Gaige shifted her weight, her face flushing. "You're not going to win," she said, "but I promise I'll let you go if you do."

"Oh, I promise you, you're gonna get pounded," he said maliciously, "and you're going to fucking love it." He paused, his grin turning bitter. "So much that you're gonna regret it when it's over."

"What do you care," she scoffed.

"If you pull a shotgun on me just 'cause I gave you a little lick and you liked it ...let's face it," he said. "I'm dead no matter what."
"I'm not a filthy bandit," she blurted, "so I don't break my promises."

The corner of his mouth twitched.

"Just to make it fair and square, though," she said, donning a lightness again, "I'm going to give you a health vital."

"You sure you wanna do that..."

The bandit grimaced as Gaige jabbed the needle of an enormous syringe into his shoulder.

"Don't want you dying too quickly on me," she giggled, before taking off his goggles. She looked briefly at his dark blue eyes. "At least you're good-looking. For an old man, you know?"

The bandit simply stared at her, every one of his sadistic intentions apparent in his twisted smile.
Gaige summoned Deathtrap, telling it straight away that this bandit was not to be killed. One could almost hear its circuits straining.

"Dig him out, pretty please?"

The robot hovered ominously beside her, apparently looking at the bandit.

"I know it's weird," she said quickly, "just do it."

Deathtrap moved slowly forwards, shoulders hunched. It bent over and began to spin, with its digital claws extended, destroying a wide area of floor around the bandit and taking the tacky curtains with it. Gaige turned to look at the door, slightly concerned that Moxxi might notice the commotion. Deathtrap made a full circle around the bandit, closing in just inches away from his body. When the debris had settled, Gaige could see the marauder through the dust, standing with his hands pinned to his sides and his eyelids screwed shut. Clumps of dirt were falling away from him like rocks from a cliff.
"Go away, Deathtrap," Gaige said quickly, backing up when the bandit's eyes opened and located her instantly. Deathtrap continued to hover menacingly by the man who was already climbing out of his dirt prison. Gaige suddenly realised that she still wasn't wearing her shoes - and hurried to put them on, panicking and starting to question her (arguably) already somewhat-questionable sanity. Soon enough, Deathtrap's timer ran out and the robot was sent back to ...wherever it goes. The bandit got to his feet and brushed off the rest of the dust. He looked as if he had never been stuck in the floor. It struck Gaige that he looked a little more as if he had instead been stuck in a gym. He was a little bigger than she had been expecting. He also didn't seem to be standing on ceremony.

"So," he said, stretching his limbs and loosening his shoulders. "You gonna squeal before I fuck yah?"
He suddenly lunged for her, missing her by inches as she rolled out of the way at the last moment. Barely slowing down, the bandit changed direction, hastening towards her and dodging a swing from her tiny fist. She was aiming for his crotch. He seemed to notice. He roared and lunged for her again, only get a smack in the face with her mechanical fist.

"BaHAHAH," the Mechromancer burst into laughter at the sight of him. He had nearly died right there.

"Stupid son of a-..." He dodged another lethal swing from her left arm, taking hold of it just in time and slamming it into the ground in one movement. It shattered the floorboards and hit the solid ground beneath them. To her immense surprise, Gaige heard something inside it twang.
"No way," she said, afraid to move, her disbelieving eyes suddenly welling with involuntary tears. She tried to flex her fingers to see what the damage was but, to add insult to injury, the bandit straightened up and firmly planted his foot down onto her metal digits. She was pinned beneath his sneaker. Gaige slid forwards and savagely bit into his coffee-coloured jeans, her teeth connecting with the flesh and bone above his ankle. His other foot swung around in response - and kicked her in the ribs. Her body was shoved away but her arm was locked in place, dislocating her shoulder. Gaige tried to scream in pain but she was winded from the blow to her ribs.
The bandit laughed.

"You gonna cry, baby?" He took his foot off her hand and she rolled onto her back, coughing and spluttering for air. The marauder took his gloves off and stepped around her slowly, undoing his belt as he went.

"Said that," she choked, "to your mum ...the other night."

She heard his footsteps stop. Gaige continued, finally starting to breath freely again.

"She takes her vitals up the ass, you know."

Just as she looked to see where he was, he dropped down on top of her, using his knee to spread her legs and holding up his hand to trap another swing from her human fist, pinning it down above her head.
Before she could do anything else, he kissed her hard, his tongue separating her lips and invading her mouth with surprising skill. Her eyes rolled back and a small moan escaped her, too exhausted at that moment to hold anything back. His kiss turned into a breathy chuckle and she felt him grow hard against her hip. She tried to lift her other arm but it was uselessly painful. His other hand was finally free to touch her - and it went straight up her skirt, pressed roughly against her clit by his own thigh. He slipped past her still-damp panties and the tips of his fingers probed and played with the folds of her sex, to find her as wet as she was when he first tasted her. She gasped and whimpered, unable to stop herself. His breath was hot on her face as he watched her trying to be subtle about licking her lips.
He laughed again, sliding two fingers deep into her tight warmth and watching her squirm. Brushing his stubbled cheek against her smooth skin and beginning to work her pussy slowly, he ran his tongue along the edge of her ear.

"Looks like I win," he said in a gruff, low voice.

Gaige gently sucked his earlobe into her own mouth and then tried to bite it off.

"Arlgh!" The marauder's hand flew, lightning fast, from her pussy up to her throat and squeezed it hard. She let go straight away, feeling like her eyes were going to burst. The marauder let go, then smacked her cheek with his flattened palm.

"Open your godamn mouth."

Gaige did as he said, her head thumping. He roughly held her jaw open wider, pressing his thumb down over her blood-coated teeth. He sneered contemptuously, then spat in her mouth.
"Swallow," he growled, then withdrew his thumb from her mouth and dragged it along her lips as she swallowed. He smirked again, running his tongue along his teeth. Gaige was burning up between her thighs. Her aching lips were swollen and slick and her whole pussy felt like it had its own heartbeat. She didn't understand how she could possibly want this person and she decided not to even attempt to understand why she didn't want what was happening to stop. The bandit unzipped her jacket with one hand, tore her shirt up over her bra and yanked the strap off her shoulder, tugging the bra down and exposing one of her perfect little pert breasts. He didn't even look at it before it was covered again by his large hand, groping and squeezing, teasing her little caramel nipples. He explored her mouth again, kissing with his fire-inducing tongue.
It wasn't long before he was sitting back and removing her little panties. When he got to her ankle, he pulled the wrench out of its holster and cast it across the floor into the pit.

"Almost forgot," he muttered, sounding almost amused at his carelessness. He looked up to find her pulling the bra back up. He dragged her body closer to him, pulling her by the ankles until her skirt came up over her hips and her knees were on either side of him. He placed a hand on each slender leg, sliding one hand to squeeze the inner thigh, kneading it with his thumb and pushing it outwards to spread it wider. The other hand groped and felt its way up and around, as close to her ass as possible. He spanked her mercilessly hard and her whole body flinched in shock. Gaige tried to hold the painful patch of skin that was already threatening to turn into a welt - but her hand was pulled away and pinned back to the floor above her head.
The marauder's fit body was above her once again, this time with his hips between her legs, which his larger body had pressed so wide that there was nowhere for them to go but around him. His face hovered above hers and he stared unseeingly at her lips as he reached down between the two of them to undo his jeans. She felt smooth, warm skin and wet pre-cum brush against her inner thigh ...and he positioned his cock against her pussy lips. Gaige suddenly struggled hopelessly to get free but she was very thoroughly trapped beneath and around him. His grip on her wrist tightened painfully in response. It felt like he was going to break it.

"Aaauh!!" The pain and the situation filled her with panic and anger and she head-butted him, her forehead connecting with his nose. It did nothing to knock him out. The pressure on her wrist quickly became tighter still and she screamed again, louder.
"Mmm that's right, little girl, scream for me," he said in such a way as to douse the scream from her throat. Gaige had expected him to be livid - and perhaps he was - but he simply smiled his twisted smile as blood trickled down his upper lip. He licked it off and then spat in her face, before sliding his tip slowly up and down her wet slit.

"Wait," she begged, "please... I'm a virgin..."

"I don't fucking care," he growled without a moment's hesitation, then pushed the head of his cock through her slick, puffy lips and sheathed himself to the hilt, making her arch her back and cry out. She pushed back against the thrust with her thighs but it only made her tighter, her legs wrapped around him and her toes curling. He brought his face down to her neck and started to bite, lick and suck hungrily as he savoured the feeling of being buried inside a girl instead of the floor.

"How did you know I was lying," she whimpered into his ear.

"I didn't," he grunted.
Pulling out slowly, the bandit sighed a rather indecent moan and thrust again, deep inside, filling her completely. The shape and size of his rock-hard intrusion were admittedly perfect for her, if a little on the big side, and it sent ripples of guilty delight along her body every time it moved inside her.

"I've needed this for so long," he groaned, pulling out slowly and punctuating the last word with a hard thrust. "I'm gonna pump you so full of cum, it'll be coming out your ears."

Gaige whimpered desperately. It occurred to her that she hadn't quite come to terms with that part of the deal yet - and she'd have to quickly, as he didn't seem to feel it necessary to draw it out for much longer. He began to fuck her harder and much, much faster.
"That's ...going to be a lot of cum," she breathed as the bandit drilled her into the dirty floorboards.

"And this is only the first shot," he said.

"Huh?"

The marauder groaned and squeezed her bruised wrist again, slamming back into her and shooting his load without warning. Gaige squirmed and she could feel his cock twitching inside her.

"You like that?" He smirked again, catching his breath and thrusting a couple more times for good measure, his stiffness not yet threatening to diminish. "A 'dirty bandit' cock inside you, filling you with his dirty seed over and over again?"

Gaige turned her face away from his.

"No," she lied.
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