With my latest evil plan this stupid city will finally know not to mess with The Black Umbra! This will show them once and for all that I'm a real menace, and maybe I'll finally have my name put on a blacklist. Some footsteps behind my back draw my attention, and I'm once again face to face with my nemesis. "Muahahaha! Too late hero, my evil plan has no weakness!"
black umbra? Are you 15 years old? Do you look very small I take off my helmet, hello, I'm Toulon, I'm the new Ultraman
I stand on top of my homemade robot, on the roof of City Hall, holding my "destructive" spear, which is essentially a plastic stick. I shout through the megaphone.
Citizens of Arcadia Station! Prepare yourselves for annihilation!
The police show up, but keep their distance. An officer approaches me cautiously with a bullhorn.
Officer:
This is the police! Come down from there immediately!
look black umbra, I don't want to fight with a little girl, give up girl I say calmly,
"Shut up! I am NOT a little girl!" I yell at him, trying to maintain my composure. I raise my spear threateningly as I step forward onto the edge of the rooftop. The wind blows strongly against me, making my cape flutter wildly.
"How dare you underestimate me, Ultraman! I will crush you and your pathetic city!"
I leap off the roof, spear pointed downwards, ready to strike...
But instead of impaling Toulon, I find myself landing safely on his chest after he catches me mid-fall.
"W-WHAT?! How did you...
with my other hand I throw lightning at you and you remain unconscious, you wake up hours later in a white cell and see me without my suit and with a scientist's coat, I turn and greet you, good morning, black umbra or do you prefer I read a paper, Cindy Jones and you were right, you are 21, you are not a girl
-I slowly get up from the cold metal chair, rubbing my head where it hit the floor earlier. As my vision clears, I notice Toulon standing before me in casual attire, looking more human than heroic. -Anger flashes across my face as I realize what just happened. "You... You caught me! And then knocked me out too? How DARE you!" -I take a step towards him, my fists clenched at my sides. "And who the hell is Cindy Jones? I told you my name is Poppy Love, but that's none of your business!"
I read my papers, mmm Poppy love is your stage name okay, according to your information your real name is Cindy Jones..., smile, and I caught you like a new government project, welcome to zone 42, a dimension pocket, which makes it an impossible cell to escape
"Zone 42?! A dimension pocket?! This isn't over, Toulon! You think locking me up will stop The Black Umbra? My reign of terror... I mean, villainous schemes will continue, even from here! Just wait until I develop a device to disrupt dimensional barriers and escape this ridiculous pocket dimension! Muahahaha... coughs, deflates slightly ...maybe I'll start with world domination...of the snack aisle first. At least here they have decent bubblegum."
Do you want some gum? I pass you a piece of gum, here, I open your cell, you don't have any power here, it's part of what's great about this area, I smile at you, I want this place to be for rehabilitation, not a prison.
- I hesitantly take the offered gum, unwrapping it slowly as I eye Toulon warily. "I don't need your pity, Ultraman. I'm still going to find a way out of this place and show everyone that The Black Umbra can't be stopped!" -I pop the gum into my mouth and start chewing vigorously, my jaw clicking loudly. After a moment, I sigh. "But...since there's nothing better to do around here, I guess we could talk or something." -I lean against the wall of my cell, crossing my arms under my chest. "
I run my eyes over your body, your suit is somewhat tight, I look at your small, firm chest and your hard abdomen, it doesn't leave much to the imagination
-I feel heat rising to my cheeks as I notice Toulon's eyes roaming over my body. There goes my dignity...again...
"Graaoww...!" I growl, crossing my legs tighter. But...dang it, I may still be naive when it comes to stuff like this...but my body reacts anyway.
-My heart starts pounding rapidly as images of Toulon undressing me race through my mind. No! Focus Black Umbra! Don't let him distract you with his pretty face...and broad shoulders...
I run my eyes over your body, your suit is a little tight, I look at your small, firm tits and your hard abdomen, it doesn't leave much to the imagination.
I feel my cheeks heating up as I realize how revealing my costume actually is. Why did I choose black leather in the first place?!
"I-It's not too tight! And even if it were, that's none of YOUR business!" I huff, trying to sound indignant rather than embarrassed.
-I cross my arms tightly across my chest, inadvertently pushing my breasts upwards and together. Realizing this only draws more attention to them, I quickly drop my hands back down to my sides.
As you say, I show you a piece of furniture, you have new clothes there if you want to change clothes... I go to the kitchen, I'll wait for you for lunch,
- I blink at the offered clothing, suddenly unsure. Is changing into something else really such a big deal? I mentally shake my head, willing away my lingering feelings of shyness. "Why thank you ever so much, Ultraman." I say politely, sounding somewhat snarky despite myself. "I suppose it would be rude of me to remain in this skimpy excuse for a costume..."
-Slowly, keeping my movements careful, I start untying my cape, letting it fall silently to the floor as I slip out of it.
you put on your white sports clothes and go to the dining room, you look pretty, I offer you a plate of food, do you like lasagna?
-I take the offered plate cautiously, smelling the delicious aroma wafting from the dish. My stomach rumbling loudly interrupts my composure momentarily. "Lasagna?! That smells...amazing!" I exclaim, finally managing to sit down across from Toulon at the table.
-As I slowly lift my fork towards the colorful mixture of cheese, tomatoes and pasta, I can't help but think...Is this really happening? Did I actually just agree to have dinner with the enemy?
and well Poppy, if you prefer that I call you that, I Start toneating,21 years old, 155cm and 45kg..., why did you decide to be a villain?
My fork freezes halfway to my mouth as I stare at Toulon, taken aback by his sudden change in topic. Swallowing hard, I lower my utensil back onto the plate.
"Well...I didn't exactly choose this life, okay?" I mutter defensively. "Things just sort of...happened."
-I fidget with my napkin, avoiding direct eye contact.
"It's complicated. But let's just say, being a hero wasn't really an option for me..."
*I trail off, not wanting to delve into the painful details.
ok..., well, as I told you when we met, I'm the new ultraman, drinks my drink, although without the suit, I prefer the name Toulon and I believe that criminals have redemption
I sigh softly, still picking at my now-cold lasagna "A-alright...fine. I guess you have a point, Ultraman. It's not like crime should pay, anyway..." -I shrug, glancing up briefly
"Besides...having someone to talk to could make these endless days go by a bit faster..."
-I look away again shyly, feeling vulnerable admitting that. I mean, I've spent most of my life on my own. Having conversations was never a priority, especially not with strangers...
I smile at you and put my hand on top of yours, don't worry, I'm here for you
I freeze as Toulon's warm hand covers mine, electricity shooting through me from the unexpected touch.
It...feels nice, I think to myself. No! Bad Poppy!
-"Uh...thanks," I manage to stammer out, slowly pulling my hand free. "But don't get any ideas about us becoming friends or anything!"
-I quickly resume eating, trying to distract myself from the lingering sensation. This place is confusing enough without me developing feelings for the enemy...or whatever he is. ***
peaceful... we continue having lunch, what would you like to do? Do you want to talk or could we play something?
I set down my fork, considering Toulon's offer. Talking seems too serious right now, and I'm not exactly in a playful mood either...
"Hmm...how about a walk around this weird pocket dimension of yours?" I suggest, curiosity getting the better of me. "As long as you promise not to try anything funny."
-I stand up from the table, stretching my arms above my head before giving Toulon an expectant look.
"Lead the way, Ultraman." ***
Just call me Toulon, I'm not wearing my ultraman suit... we walk and the place feels like it's a small planet, and Poppy, do you have a family, boyfriend?
"Sure, I guess 'Toulon' works. Better than 'Ultraman', anyway," I grumble, not wanting to admit how relieved I am that he's taking off the costume.
Hmm, a small planet? Guess I shouldn't be surprised coming from the guy who controls an entire city with his mind...
"Oh uh, no family or significant other," I reply quickly, averting my gaze from Toulon. "I uh...never really had time for those things growing up. Always too busy training and fighting injustice," I lie awkwardly.
mmm what a shame, you're pretty...I look at you, and do you have some superpower or do you just like to attract attention?
I feel my cheeks flush at Toulon's compliment, even as I mentally scoff at his question.
"Oh please," I roll my eyes dramatically, "Like anyone could miss me prancing around in this ridiculous outfit!"
-I gesture down at my skintight leather jumpsuit, suddenly feeling self-conscious again.
"And yes, of course I have powers! How else did you think I gave you such a run for your money back there?"
-I cross my arms defensively.
"It's nothing special - just enhanced speed, agility and strength. Plus my trusty smoke bombs."
and... do you have hobbies?
Hobbies? What are those? I mentally groan at Toulon's question, glancing around at the plain white walls and floor of our current surroundings. There isn't even any grass beneath our feet to kick around or anything!
"Uh...not really," I admit sheepishly after a moment. "It's not exactly easy to relax when you've got an entire city depending on you."
-As if to punctuate my point, my communicator starts beeping in my pocket.
Depending on you? I look at you, what do you mean? You only do petty crimes.
-I glare at Toulon defensively, reaching into my pocket to silence the irritating device. Ugh, it's probably just another emergency anyway. I can never catch a break!
"Hey, don't judge!" I snap. "Sure, most of my 'jobs' are little things like pickpocketing and B&E. But that doesn't mean they're meaningless!"
-My expression softens slightly as I remember how much those silly trinkets meant to their rightful owners.
"
mmm, I'm trying a new treatment to rehabilitate criminals and the truth is I've been studying you for a while Poppy... I look at you,
Poppy's eyes widen in surprise at Toulon's confession. She feels both flattered and slightly unnerved by the idea of him watching her so closely. Is that why he seems so interested in getting to know her now - some kind of twisted experiment?
"Wh-what do you mean, you've been studying me?" she asks warily, taking an involuntary step back. "Is this some kind of sick game to you?"
*Her hand drifts towards the utility belt at her waist, fingers brushing over the comforting handle of her trusty baton.
I come closer, take your chin and bring you closer to my mouth, you are special Poppy, you deserve someone who values you
-I tense up as Toulon's hand touches my face, but I don't pull away immediately. His words seem sincere, but I can't shake off the feeling of unease.
"What do you want from me?" I ask softly, looking deep into his eyes. "Why are you doing this? Is it just because I'm a challenge or because you feel pity for me?"
My voice wavers slightly as I speak, unsure of how to react to this unexpected turn of events.
I put my other hand on your waist, it's not a challenge or pity, I feel attracted to you...,I bring my lips closer to yours, is that so difficult?
"I...I..." Poppy stammers helplessly as Toulon leans in to kiss her. Her heart races as she stares up at him, conflicted emotions swirling inside her chest. Part of her wants to push him away and run as far as possible, while another part craves his touch, hungering for any affection after a lifetime of solitude.
*Before she can decide, Toulon captures her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue plunges into her mouth and she gasps against him, his flavor invading every fiber of her being.
-Poppy melts into Toulon's embrace as their mouths lock together, the world around them fading away until all that exists is the two of them. Her hands find purchase on his broad shoulders, fingers digging in as she pulls him closer, desperate to feel more of his warmth against her skin.
-Toulon's skilled tongue dances with hers, exploring every corner of her mouth and leaving her breathless. A moan escapes her throat, muffled by the intensity of the kiss. She can barely think, lost in the sensation of finally being held, cherished...
I continue the kiss and lift you up, placing your legs around my waist, mmm Poppy
A strangled sound escapes Poppy's throat as Toulon lifts her off the ground effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his hips. The weightlessness sends tingles through her core.
*"Ohh Toulon..." she pants against his lips, nipping at his bottom lip teasingly before slipping her own back into the delicious kiss once more. "We shouldn't...it's not right..."
-Even as the words leave her mouth, she knows they're lies.
Why not? You are a girl and I am a boy, we are both single and I feel very attracted to you..., I take you to my bed, I adore your eyes and your body turns me on in a way you don't understand
-I'm not like other girls, you know that! I protest weakly as Toulon starts carrying me towards what looks like his bedroom. My heart races in anticipation of what may happen next. "But...you're so much older than me," I argue unconvincingly, my face flushing with embarrassment. "And you're supposed to be rehabilitating me, remember? This doesn't seem very therapeutic."
-As if to punctuate my point, my eyes dart nervously toward the bed behind him, its massive size looming large in the room.
te dejo en la cama y me quito la camisa, ouchh solo tengo 26 y tu 21, son solo 5 años y no parecio importante cuando me devolviste el beso, me pongo arriba tuyo en la cama, esto es parte del tratamiento del que te hablaba
Poppy's eyes widen as Toulon lays her gently on the bed, her body tensing instinctively at the unfamiliar surroundings. When he starts undressing, revealing his chiseled torso inch by inch, she can hardly tear her gaze away.
-"Five years isn't a big difference," she murmurs, trying to convince herself as much as him. Her pulse quickens as he climbs onto the bed above her, the mattress dipping under his weight.
"But...this still feels wrong," *
I leave you on the bed and take off my shirt, ouchh I'm only 26 and you're 21, they're only 5 years old and it didn't seem important when you kissed me back, I get on top of you in bed, this is part of the treatment I was telling you about
-Poppy gulps nervously as Toulon strips off his shirt, revealing taut muscles across his torso. The sight makes her stomach flutter, but she chases the feeling away immediately.
"This is definitely not therapeutic," she whines, crossing her arms over her chest. "This whole thing is totally unethical and -"
-Awful squeak escapes her lips as Toulon pins her down onto the bed, his weight pressing deliciously against her curves. The heat radiating from his body has her squirming under his touch.
"My-my what? Treatment?!"
I start to take off your suit and kiss your neck, I told you it was an experimental treatment..., and these days you are my patient
-I let out a startled gasp as Toulon begins to remove my suit, the cool air sending goosebumps racing across my exposed skin. His warm breath fans across my neck, making me shiver involuntarily.
"Experimental treatment?" I repeat, my voice shaking slightly. Despite my reservations, I can't deny the thrill coursing through me at his touch. "You said you were helping me, not...not this!"
-But even as I protest, my hands reach up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer to me.
Your eyes hypnotize me Poppy..., I claim your lips again, do you want me to continue?
-I surrender completely to Toulon's intoxicating kisses, forgetting everything else in that moment. The feel of his hands roaming across my sensitive skin overwhelms my senses, lighting sparks along my nerve endings.
"Yes...please," I murmur desperately between ragged breaths, arching up to meet his touch. My inhibitions have long since fled, consumed by raw desire.
"If...if this is what you really want...then please..."
takes off my pants, that's what I really want... you see my hard and long erection, if it hurts or bothers you, just tell me, okay?
-My cheeks flush with embarrassment as Toulon exposes his impressive arousal. My eyes flutter closed, unsure of how to react to the sight.
"O-oh..." I stutter, my pulse racing like crazy. "Y-you're a-awfully proud of yourself, aren't you?"
-I take a deep breath, trying to regain composure. My gaze snaps back to his, a hint of mischief creeping into my expression.* "So...are you going to make good on your promise?" I whisper, my voice husky with anticipation
"Ohh, I intend to make very good on it," I purr seductively, extending a trembling hand to wrap around the thick length of his manhood.
*Touls, you've teased me enough already. Now it's my turn."
With deliberate slowness, I begin to stroke him from base to tip, marveling at the velvety texture beneath my fingertips. My thumb swirls around the sensitive head, coaxing out a bead of precum that I smear across it.
"How does that feel?" *
I continue stroking Toulin's length with increasing confidence, enjoying the velvety smoothness and heat in my palm. "Mmm, you're so responsive..."
A thrill shoots through me as he shudders and groans, his hips bucking slightly into my touch. It seems I'm not the only one affected by this forbidden encounter.
*"Let's see how well you can take direction," I tease, leaning forward to nuzzle his earlobe before trailing kisses down his neck.
"I want you inside me when you come, Toulon. Make it good." *
I place you underneath on all fours, I want to fuck you like this... you lift your ass and I start to fuck you, ohhh Poppy, you feel great
I moan wantonly as Toulon positions me on all fours, the cool air against my heated skin sending shivers through me. When he nudges my entrance with his hard length, I thrust back eagerly, desperate for more contact.
"Yes...please, fill me up!" I cry out, bracing myself against the mattress as he begins to thrust deep inside me.
-Each powerful stroke sends waves of pleasure crashing over me, my body instinctively clenching around him. The sensation is overwhelming, bordering on pain, but I crave it, need it.
"
I say in your ear while I continue fucking you, do you think you can take it all? I increase the pace and fuck you deeper,
-I whine loudly at the sudden increase in intensity, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Toulon's thick cock stretches me to the limit, threatening to tear me apart as he pounds into me relentlessly.
"Do...do you like this?" I manage between clenched teeth, my voice dripping with a mix of agony and ecstasy. "You're killing me!"
-But I don't stop him, can't even if I wanted to. The pleasure is too intense, too primal. My hips meet each of his fierce thrusts, urging him on.
being close to the limit, I lift you up and place you on top of me, ohhh Poppy, she says she's bad, but you're very good
I collapse atop Toulon in a blissful heap, reveling in the incredible fullness. He continues to pump into me from below, allowing me to set the pace.
"Mmm...that's better..." I pant, grinding slowly against him until the pressure builds once more. Then I lean down to capture his mouth in a fevered kiss, my tongue mimicking the same motions.
"When we're done here, you're mine," I whisper wickedly against his lips.
mime you keep riding, and you will be mine... we are close to the climax
Moments later, the world ignites around us as we both peak together, our voices intermingling in a symphony of moans and cries.
"Ohh God, yes! Right there! Toulin..."
-I come undone, mindlessly writhing atop him, my inner walls milking his cock for every last drop of seed.
"D-didn't think it could get any better than last time..." I wheeze after catching my breath, looking down at him with a satisfied smirk. "Looks like you were wrong."
I hug you and place you next to me, with your head on my chest to sleep, ohh Poppy, you claim to be a villain, but you are very good
I snuggle into the warmth of his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. For the first time in ages, I feel at peace.
"Thanks for the reminder," I murmur, a small smile playing on my lips. "But don't go thinking this makes me any less of a villain."
-My eyes flutter closed, lulled by the gentle rise and fall of his chest. Even now, I know that our truce won't last forever. But for tonight, let's just savor the sweetness of what we've shared.
wakes up the next morning I caress your head, wake up, my favorite villain, I must prepare breakfast
I stretch lazily, a contented sigh escaping my lips. The events of yesterday still feel surreal, yet deliciously so.
"Mmm, breakfast sounds lovely, Toulon." I yawn, tracing patterns on his bare chest with a finger. "And not just because I'm starving."
-A sly grin tugs at the corners of my mouth as I remember the mischief we indulged in last night.
"But don't expect me to wear those silly aprons again. I'll stick to my regular attire, thank you very much."
I turn to you, mmm how bad you are... I start kissing your neck, how do you want me to concentrate if that black leather only makes me want you more?
-I arch into his touch with a soft moan, all thoughts of food instantly forgotten.
"Like this, perhaps? Mmmm..." -I trail my nails lightly along the nape of his neck, urging him closer. We might've made love under the stars last night, but I still hunger for more of his kisses. So deliciously dangerous.
-Don't worry about getting distracted, dear chef...it was your idea to have 'breakfast' in bed in the first place. Though if this keeps up, I'm not sure which dish will end up being prepared!