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Johnny's Last Stand	By : drtouche Category: +G through L > Guilty Gear Views: 1950 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I don't own Guilty Gear or any of its characters. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes, and I will not make any profit from it. Any similarity to real persons or thrice-damned bio-weapons is purely coincidental.

Chapter List
- 1-Johnny's Last Stand
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Hi, everyone, Dr. Touche here. This is the second part of my Guilty Gear semi-series, featuring, in my opinion, two of the sexiest characters in the franchise. On a somewhat related note, we all love fisting, and while prolapse may be entertaining in fiction, in real life, please go slow, communicate with your partner, and don't skimp on the lubricant, because there's nothing sexy about trips to the ER. Except in hentai. Anyway, enjoy!

"I'm worried about May, Johnny!" Dizzy sobbed, clutching him, pressing her firm young breasts against his muscular chest, and Johnny was able to look down and catch a glimpse of her perfect legs spilling out of a pair of ridiculously short shorts. "She should have returned to the ship hours ago! Where could she be?"
Johnny knew, of course. The Guild contract he'd taken out ensured that May's cockblocking days would be over. No more freak-outs after catching him staring at one of the other girls, no more interrupted games of Strip Candy Land, and certainly no more combing the black market at 2:00 in the morning for someone to forge him fake medical credentials to avoid getting belted upside the head with yet another oversized metal object. The one they'd assigned to this contract had a reputation for having "fun" with her victims, which would have been hot to watch, but it didn't make a difference to Johnny so long as that twit was out of the picture. After suffering with the blue balls for so long, this sweet piece of ass would finally be his.
"It's alright, Dizzy," he said smoothly, flashing his sexiest smile, the one that had made it possible to man-whore and gold-dig his way across this brave new world for so many years. "May's a strong girl, she can take care of herself." Johnny put his hand on her shoulder and looked deeply into her glistening ruby eyes, making her flush at the unexpected contact. "Besides, now we can finally be alone."
Dizzy gasped a little. She had always had a secret crush on Johnny, just like all the girls. Who wouldn't fall for such a handsome, dashing guy? Still, she never thought he'd go for a freak like her. "You want to be alone with... me? Even though I'm... you know..."
Underage? Johnny had banged his fair share of orphans. The Jellyfish Crew photo he kept tucked in the back of his wallet, with a red X scrawled over the face of each of the girls except Dizzy (including the ship's cook, which Johnny chalked up to his completionist tendencies), was proof of his conquests.
"Dizzy... I don't care if you're a little... different," he cooed, as he ran his strong fingers through her shining aquamarine hair, making her stammer until he thought she was ready to pass out. "I love you for the person you are inside. I always have." Five. Four. Three. Two. One...
"Oh, Johnny-san!" she screamed, holding him close and showering him with furious kisses, innocent pecks that gave way to sultry tongue play. The tenderness of her kisses spoke volumes of her inexperience, which only turned him on more. He just LOVED breaking them in. As their passion rose to a fever pitch, the grabbing and holding turned more and more feral, and before Dizzy could register it, they were tearing at each other's clothes. Johnny's bare upper body was that of a Greek statue come to life, perfectly proportioned muscles baked to golden brown perfection. Dizzy's own lithe, pale body, with slender hips and a flawless, flat stomach, was that of an ivory goddess. Within moments they were completely naked, clutching at each other in the dingy cargo hold of the Jellyfish.
God, he thought, as she pushed him into one of the walls, nearly causing him to trip over his trenchcoat in the process as she started kissing and licking her way down his rippling six-pack abs, marveling at the smooth sinews of his torso. They all swallow that romantic bullshit. Speaking of swallowing... "Dizzy, don't be ashamed. Let go... give in to the pleasure." Outside the context, this would have been as romantic as being smacked upside the head by a wet dolphin, but in the heat of the moment, it only stoked the fires of the hormone-saturated half-Gear's unrestrained passion.
Sure enough, Dizzy started giving Johnny the best hummer of his life. She was able to take all ten inches without gagging? Amazing. He never would have thought she'd be such a natural at suppressing her gag reflex. The sudden lapping of her tender tongue against his twitching balls only heightened the pleasure. Johnny closed his eyes and groaned, knowing he couldn't hold out much longer. This slut's face would soon be topped with his special sauce, just like all the others. He regretted not having his camera with him, and made a mental note not to forget it next time.
"You're doing so good, my love..." Johnny's delivery was growing lazier as the encounter progressed; that last line may as well have been read from a cue card, given the lack of feeling on his part. He closed his eyes. Batten down the hatches, he thought, because thar she blows! He thought idly of the red pen in the back pocket of his impossibly tight leather cowboy pants. Old Red. He laughed to himself.
A finger slipping silently into his ass startled Johnny from his momentary power trip. Kinky bitch! Not that he was adverse to prostate play, but something about it seemed out of place. Dizzy starting making a strange moaning sound, more like a strange gurgle with too much reverb. Johnny pulled his twitching member out of her mouth and opened his eyes, the better to aim.
On the right side of his field of vision, he saw a huge alabaster angel wing with a woman's face on it, which regarded him with a look of pity. On his left side, however, was a far more disconcerting sight, that of a sickly green and black wing upon which was superimposed a grinning skull. He'd seen Dizzy in action enough to know that when the Devil wing came out, something was about to get obliterated, and with no one else in sight, he knew that this day was about to take a turn for the worse. His hand flew reflexively to his waist, faster than the eye could see, but grabbed nothing more than a handful of his own sweaty hip. He felt a galaxy of pain explode in his asshole as his rectum suddenly went supernova.
"MY TURN, HUMAN!!!" Necro smiled at him hungrily, and Johnny saw, through eyes burning in pain and terror, that the beast had taken the form of a giant arm. He guessed that the arm was clenched in a fist the size of a watermelon, but visual identification was impossible given the location of said hypothetical fist. Dizzy sobbed and begged the creature to stop as it thrust itself into Johnny's now-gaping rectum, but as usual her protests fell on deaf ears. Johnny began to scream. He would scream a lot that night, eventually through wet coughs as he spat out his own blood, as Necro turned him into its personal hand puppet, finally hurling his mangled carcass off the deck of the Jellyfish when it grew tired of this entertainment.
As the two wings folded themselves into Dizzy's back, leaving her alone to clutch her knees as she sobbed in the fetal position, the reality of yet another horrific sex crime done in her name only served to further traumatize the poor, profoundly-disturbed young woman.
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