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Beauty and the Beast Within	By : TheShadowCat Category: G through L > Hellboy Views: 15623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author’s Notes 1: A big thank you to all the reviewers that have left reviews and emailed me them too while the site was undergoing an overhaul. So here’s the long awaited next chapter, I hope you all enjoy it. When you’re done, please rate and review. Thanks.

“You going to close the door or are we going to stand here all night?” she asks, shyly smiling as he stands there staring at her like the proverbial deer caught in the headlights.

“Door?” he inquires as some blood that hasn’t vacated to his groin forces him to acknowledge what she said.

He finally looks over at the portal in question and sees it standing wide open for the entire world to see. With great difficulty, he stumbles over to it and slams the thing shut with probably a bit more force than necessary. She lets out a quiet chuckle as she practically glides over to him and throws the lock, insuring their privacy.

He stares at the little negligee she’s wearing and his pants get even tighter. The red satin material shimmers in the candle light with her every move as she turns towards him. The black lace accents the alabaster skin over the swell of her breasts perfectly and he wonders when it got so hot in his room. His gaze travels down her body, the tiny number accentuating her curves like a glove. When he gets to her shapely bare legs, he’s fairly sure every drop of his blood is now in his pants.

“Are you going to touch me or are you going to stare at me all night?” she teases.

GRAB HER! TAKE HER! Anung un Rama yells.

For once he doesn’t argue with Rama as he reaches out and roughly drags her to him. He savagely starts to kiss her while she tries to push away from him but he just holds her tighter. It’s not until a swift kick to the shin causes him to push her away from him, sending her to the floor.

He snarls his displeasure as he starts to reach for her again, intent on teaching her a lesson as Rama howls his approval. The look of fear in her eyes and the tears running down her cheeks are what stop him dead in his tracks and he falls to his knees. She backs away from him until her back hits the wall, but he makes no move to stop her as he hides his face in shame.

“Oh god, what have I done,” he whispers.

GRAB HER! TAKE HER! Anung un Rama screams in his mind. SHE IS YOURS BY RIGHT! FORCE HER TO SUBMIT! HURT HER FOR MAKING YOU WAIT!

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” Hellboy bellows as he launches himself off of the floor and across the room.

She slowly gets off of the cold floor and hesitantly follows him. She finds him on the far side of the room, talking to himself and occasionally slamming his right fist into the concrete wall, sending chips of it flying everywhere. She watches for a while as he paces, mumbling to himself before turning and hitting the wall again.

It takes her a few moments to steel her resolve, but there’s no way some psycho demon is going to control the man she loves. She takes a deep breath to try and quell the butterflies in her stomach and steps up behind him. With a pounding heart and trembling hands she waits for him to turn and face her.

When he spins around and finds her standing there, he’s brought up short. Surprised that she’s still there, all he can do is stare at her and wonder why she hasn’t gone. She steps up to him and he’s paralyzed with fear as she reaches up a small hand and strokes his face.

“You should go,” he mumbles as he finally regains control of his body and turns away from her.

“Why?” she asks, moving even closer to him.

“I don’t want to hurt you again,” he admits, refusing to look at her.

“Then I’ll just kick you in the shin again,” she tells him bravely, though deep down a part of her is already heading for the door. “Red, look at me.”

“Just go,” he groans, squeezing his eyes shut and trying ignore the demon raging inside of him. “I…I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you.”

“Hellboy, please, look at me,” she repeats as she takes his face in her hands and turns his head.

After what seems to be an eternity later, he finally opens his eyes and looks at her. Dark eyes filled with love and concern stare back at him. The thought of her loving him despite everything takes his breath away and he feels his heart starting to pound against his ribs.

“Kiss me?” she requests.

He quickly gives her a peck on the cheek before pulling away. Giving a snort of disgust, she grabs hold of his mutton chops, drags his face down to her level and kisses him, hard. He tries to pull away at first, but she’s got a very good hold of his facial hairs so he stops struggling.

He tries to ignore what the feeling of her lips on his is doing to him. It doesn’t help that her tongue is caressing his lips, seeking entrance and it’s got his pants shrinking again. To further his tormenting, she’s now rubbing her scantily clad body against him causing him to moan as he starts to relax into her ministrations.

Take her, Anung un Rama hisses causing Hellboy to suddenly go rigid. You know that you want to. Take her. Make her yours.

He pushes her away and turns to make his escape only to be faced with the wall he was punching earlier. He stands there trembling as he fights his inner demon for control. She’s stunned at first at being pushed away since she knew she was having an affect on him, but the little shakes of his head as if he was trying to rid it of something tells her everything.

“Hey! Anung un Rama!” she snaps, causing him to spin around and stare at her in surprise. “Give it a rest! He’s mine tonight, so you can just shut up and let him be!”

Hellboy stands there, staring into space, unable to move as he waits for the demon inside of him to go crazy. But instead of the raging tirade he was expecting, there’s silence, something he hasn’t had in some time. A few minutes pass as he expects his head to explode at any second and when nothing happens, he turns his gaze back on her.

She’s still looking pretty pissed off and she’s shaking. He looks down at that little bit of cloth she’s wearing and sees that her nipples are rock hard and her trembling is causing her to jiggle in all the right places. He groans as he feels his pants tighten once more and he reaches out, gently pulling her towards him.

She gladly wraps her arms around his neck as their lips meet and she tries to climb into him through his mouth. His right hand cups her ass as his left hand caresses the material of her outfit. He lets out another moan as her shivering body causes his pants to shrink down even more.

“I’m not sure what you did, but he shut up,” Hellboy whispers in her ear as he holds her shaking form closer to him. “You don’t have to be angry any more.”

“I’m not angry, I’m cold,” she states through chattering teeth. “Your floor is freezing. And in case you missed it, I’m not wearing a heck of a lot.”

“Yeah, I noticed,” he purrs as his left hand comes around to her front and caresses her breast, playing with the hard nipple hiding under the material. “I’m yours tonight, hm?”

“I remember someone telling me that he was going to make love to me until neither one of us could walk straight,” she replies as she rubs herself against him. “I’m holding you to that.”

Instead of saying anything, he scoops her up into his arms and carries her to his bed. He gently sets her down on the truck bed and steps back, admiring her beautiful body. She squirms and blushes under his intense stare and he can feel himself get light headed as all of his blood heads south again.

“God you’re beautiful,” he moans as she blushes even harder.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she tells him with a shy smile.

“Told you I’d always look this good,” he chuckles as he steps back up to the truck.

She laughs as she pushes herself up onto her knees and meets him at the end of the bed. He caresses her cheek with his left hand and she closes her eyes as she leans into the soft touch. Then their lips meet and their kiss starts off gently but quickly becomes passionate as their tongues wrestle for dominance.

As the buss continues, she slides his duster off of his shoulders and a few seconds later it hits the floor with a thud. The kiss ends as a moment later his shirt follows the coat while he carefully removes her negligee and then tosses it to the side. He looks down at the one remaining piece of clothing that she’s wearing and he’s sure he’s either going to faint or have a heart attack, he’s not sure which.

“What’s that?” he asks almost breathlessly, pointing to the little bit of material left on her body.

“It’s my underwear,” she snickers.

“That’s not underwear,” he pants, expecting a full on coronary any second. “That’s a black lace band aid and dental floss.”

“In that case,” she replies huskily. “Let’s see what you have on.”

Before he can respond, she has his pants undone and pushed past his hips. He gives a sigh of relief as the pressure that was strangling his cock is now gone. Suddenly her hands around his turgid length and he has to grab the side of the truck as her thumb slides over the tip, picking up the little bit of pre-cum that’s already beading up there.

Capturing his gaze with her own, she brings that thumb up to her mouth and sucks on it, giving off little moans of pleasure as she does. He gives out a groan that starts at his hooves, resonating through his chest as she does this and he can feel more pre-cum dribble down the side of his cock. She smiles at his reaction and then starting at his collar bone, begins to kiss her way down his body.

He can’t move as she moves lower and lower down his abdomen. He watches her in fascination as she wiggles backwards on her knees until she’s down on her hands and knees. Before he can protest, she’s licking the escaped pre-cum off of the side of his dick and he gives off a strangled cry as she takes him into her mouth.

She runs her tongue across the slit, licking up more of the salty bitter treat waiting for her there. She swirls her tongue around the head a few times before taking a deep breath and deep throating him. He grabs the back of her head as he starts to thrust into her mouth. She pulls back a little and then quickly catches his rhythm. In less than a minute, she’s swallowing down his hot seed as he cums in her mouth with a yell.

He barely remains standing as she continues to suck on his cock until he’s completely limp and empty. He leans heavily on the side of the truck as he watches her lay on her back with a self satisfied smirk on her lips. She watches him with half lidded eyes, casually running the fingers of one of her hands up and down her torso.

“I thought you wanted me to make love to you,” he finally manages to groan out as his heart rate and breathing return to normal.

“I do,” she assures him as she squirms around on the bed until her head is on his pillow. “But if I left you like that, you’d be done before it even started. I couldn’t have that. I want you to make love to me for as long as possible.”

“Gonna be kind of hard with him fallen down on the job,” he points out as he waves at his flaccid member.

“I’m sure I can get him back in working order,” she smiles.

Before he can ask ‘how,’ she spreads her legs and the smell of her arousal hits him like a freight train. He tries to climb into the bed with her, but is brought up short by his pants that are down to his knees and his boots still being on. He starts to bend over to take care of the problem but is stopped by the sound of her moaning.

His head snaps up and he watches in rapture as she plays with her nipples, getting them even harder. He can see what little material is between her legs is soaked through and he can feel Big Red twitch at the sight, smell and sound of her arousal. He drops to his knees as all he can do is stare while one of her hands slides down her body, between her legs and slips them under the tiny strip of lace. He can’t take his eyes off of her as she strokes her swollen lips, coating her fingers with her juices before sliding a couple digits into her cunt. She lets out another moan as she starts to pump them in and out of her and then her other hand joins the first between those lovely legs. The second hand starts to massage her clit causing her groans to become louder as she begins to buck her hips into her hands. A short eternity later and she’s crying out her release.

He can’t take it any more; the smell of her is driving him beyond reason. He tries to stand up, but his pants are still holding the lower half of his legs hostage. He rips off his boots, breaking the shoe stings in the process. Chucking them off to the side, his pants soon follow and he’s finally able to stand up. Looking down, he can see Big Red is already at half mast and he turns his burning gaze on her.

She looks back at him with a smile reminiscent of the cat that got the canary as he finally climbs into the back of the truck with her. Her hands lay across her flat stomach, the fingers still covered in juices glisten in the candle light. He gently takes hold of that wrist and brings those fingers to his mouth. The instant the taste of her hits his taste buds; he knows he has to have more.

He quickly sucks her fingers clean before he carefully lays the appendage back where he found it. Then he tries to get hold of the little straps across her hips that hold her panties on, but his large trembling fingers make it damn well near impossible. With a chuckle coming from deep within her throat, she lifts her hips and then slides the thong part way down. She doesn’t get far before he grabs it and rips it off of her body, sending her legs straight up into the air.

She laughs and then gasps as suddenly she feels his tongue dive deep into her pussy. He laps up her sweet juices, getting every last drop as she moans and writhes with pleasure. She grabs his head while his tongue dances inside of her sweet, tight hole and her cries of ecstasy fill the room. He reaches up and plays with her right nipples as he sucks on her clit, sending her straight over the edge and causing her to arch off of the bed.

As she lies there panting and coming down from one of the best orgasms she’s ever had, she’s vaguely aware of his hand still playing with her nipple and his warm wet lips are leaving a trail of kisses up her stomach. She lets out a whimpering moan when his mouth finds her other nipple and in very short order she’s horny again. After torturing her for a good while, he starts kissing his way up north until their lips meet.

Their tongues do an erotic dance around each other as they taste a bit of themselves in the other’s mouth and hands wander everywhere. He knows most of his blood is currently residing in his cock and he’s more than ready to live up to his word. He breaks off the kiss and pulls back a bit to look her right in the eyes.

“I want to make love to you,” he tells her, a small part of him worried that she’ll respond like she did last time.

“I’m ready,” she replies, her hands caressing wherever they can reach.

She doesn’t object in the least when his left arm slides under her and pulls her down the bed. He positions himself between her legs and then guides his dick up to her opening pressing the tip into her inner lips. He stops and waits for her to look up at him with lust filled eyes.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he states as his right arm starts to feel the burn of having most of his weight leaning on it and then he balances his weight on both arms. “You let me know if you want me to stop. Ok?”

“Ok,” she pants, her body trembling with want and need.

Slowly, ever so tortuously slowly, he pushes his way into her hot, wet, tight hole as she lets out little whimpers. He watches her for any sign that he’s hurting her, but the look on her face is one of pure ecstasy. After what seems like an eternity later, they let out simultaneous groans as he finally finishes sheathing himself within her.

“You ok?” he asks, concerned by the slightly pained look on her face.

“Yeah,” she gasps as she looks up at him with a small smile. “It hurts a little. Give me a minute.”

“You sure?” he questions as he gets ready to back off. “You don’t have to…”

“I’m fine, HB,” she interrupts as she wraps her legs around his hips to try and prevent his escape. “Just give me a minute to get used to you being inside me. Ok?”

“Ok,” he replies with a smile as he leans down and kisses her.

His back protests being bent out of shape like this, but he doesn’t care. After the kiss finally ends, he carefully lowers himself down onto his elbows, making sure not to crush her under his weight. After what seems to be an eternity of waiting, he feels her thrust her hips forward in an open invitation.

He gladly accepts and starts to slowly move in and out of her. Soon her moans echo off of the walls and that in combination with her very tight pussy has him barely hanging on. Within moments her cries of ecstasy fill his ears as she urges him to go faster to which he gladly complies. Suddenly she screams his name as she arches into him and he didn’t think she could get any tighter, but the walls of her pussy clamp down on his cock, causing him to find his completion within her a second later.

They lie there for several minutes, panting as both come down from their highs. Despite the intensity of the moment, he’s managed not to collapse on top of her but his arms are not happy about it. He can feel his heart rate start to return to normal and he opens his eyes, not sure when he even closed them and looks down at her.

A look of peace is on her sweat covered face with strands of hair stuck to her wet skin. He shifts his weight onto his right arm as he gently brushes the hair out of her face. She finally opens her eyes and looks up at him with a gentle smile.

He’s not sure what to say, so he says nothing as he softly kisses her forehead. A while later she starts to squirm underneath him and he gets the hint. With great care, he lets his flaccid dick slide out of her and then he rearranges the two of them so that he’s lying down with her in his arms. With a contented sigh, she snuggles down and closes her eyes as a thought occurs to him.

“You conned the Boy Scout into helping you, didn’t you?” he asks quietly.

“A little,” she snickers as she wiggles into a more comfortable position.

“Bet Manning didn’t even say that I needed target practice,” he snorts.

“I wouldn’t make that bet if I were you,” she warns. “John told you the truth. Manning does want you to practice. I believe Manning’s exact words were, ‘Get him to the practice range. He couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn if he was standing inside of it and the doors were closed.’”

“Oh,” is all he can think to say at first. “Who else did you get to help you?”

“Abe, Slate and Steele,” she answers with a yawn.

“Ok, one last question before you pass out,” he starts and only continues when he hears her hum a response. “What did you do with my cats?”

Author’s Notes 2: Now that I’m able to update again, don’t forget to review so I can give you more lovely smuttiness.
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