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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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By the time his duster hits the floor, Hellboy is completely unaware of anything else going on around him. Nerveless fingers drop the Samaritan on top of the folds of leather with a soft thud as her lips find his. His mind is a complete blank as his cock become engorged with blood and their tongues wrestle for dominance.

She tightens her arms and legs wrapped around his torso and then she starts to rub her naked body against his still clothed one. He groans with need as his pants become painfully tight and somehow his fingers find the fastening to them easing some of the pressure. He stumbles a couple of steps towards the altar and then he tries to get her to loosen her grip.

“Loosen up, baby,” he moans in her ear. “I need to be in you.”

She whimpers slightly, but does as requested and he lowers her down until she’s sitting on the edge of the altar. With a shaking hand, he starts fumbling with his pants only to find her hands there and doing the job for him. She’s not even watching what she’s doing as her mouth nips and kisses his chest through his thick shirt and her flames continue to dance around them.

She finally pushes his pants past his hips, freeing his already leaking erection and the feeling of her heat drives him nearly insane with need. He grabs himself, positions the tip of his shaft at her opening and with one swift thrust, fully sheathes himself within her. She nearly falls over backwards with cry of surprise and pleasure and he quickly grabs her to keep her steady as he starts to pump into her.

She digs her nails into his foam neoprene covered shoulders as she throws back her head and starts filling the chamber with her cries. He holds her tight as he continues his powerful thrusts, her core has never been so hot before and it’s driving him quickly towards the edge. He hears her begging him to give her release and he drives into her harder and faster. All too soon that familiar tingle starting at the base of his spine makes it to his sack and with a deafening roar, he slams into her one last time as he releases his seed within her.

He somehow manages to stay on his feet and not fall on top of her. It takes him a while to realize that she’s still moaning with want and need and her fire is still burning around them. After a few more moments, his addled brain realizes that while he came, she didn’t.

“Oh, baby, I’m sorry,” he mumbles miserably, still a bit out of it.

“Red,” she whimpers as she wraps herself around him again.

“It’s ok, kid, I’ll take care of you,” he tells her as he holds her close and then turns so he can sit on the altar.

He gets as comfortable as he can on the marble slab as she kisses, sucks, licks and nips any bit of flesh she can get hold of. As soon as he’s settled, he uses his right hand to pin her to him as his lips seek out her ear and neck while the left hand slides down her body around her hip and under her bottom. A moment later two of his fingers slide into her and she lets out another moan as she starts grinding her hips.

“Red,” she whines as she clings to him, frustrated by her need and inability to truly enjoy making love to him.

“It’s alright, Sparky, I’ve got you,” he whispers as he slips a third finger into her incredibly hot core.

He flexes his fingers as her movements become almost desperate and her blue flames tinge the world around them in an eerie light. He rubs her clit as best he can and her cries and gyrations become almost frantic. Time has no meaning as she writhes about in his arms and on his lap, but after a while he notices that his arm and hand are starting to cramp up. Fortunately, Big Red is ready to get back into the game and he pulls his hand back causing her to make some rather angry sounds.

“It’s ok, Lizzie, Big Red wants to play again,” he assures her as he grabs his penis and moves it into position.

She releases her grip on him with her arms and legs as he relaxes his right arm and she gladly slides down onto his long, turgid length. She moans with pleasure as her head rolls back and she readjusts herself. A moment later and she’s riding him, surrounding his cock with her incredibly hot pussy that only seems to be getting hotter.

She holds onto his shoulders as he leans back on his right hand and the left one plays with her nipples while he occasionally leans in to steal a kiss or to nip her neck. The sight of her riding his cock with her breasts gently bouncing and her wanton groans are sending him closer to the edge. He tries to hold on for her, wanting to make sure she finishes this time but the feel of the heat surrounding them, the sound of her moans, the sight of her gyrating body on his, the smell of her and the taste of her are more than he can stand. After who knows how long, he’s shouting her name as his body convulses with his orgasm.

When he opens his eyes again, she’s still trying to ride his softening dick with a look of intense frustration on her face. He doesn’t notice the fire raging around them as she gets angrier and he quickly slides his fingers into her as he cock slips out. Her fire recedes a little as she starts to lean forward, tired from her exertions and he sits up to take her weight onto him.

Again his fingers wiggle inside of her pussy making her squirm around on his lap. He’s not sure how long his hand is up inside of her, but after a while his hand starts to cramp up again and she still hasn’t made it to the finish line. Her moans still fill his ears, but they’re almost reduced to whimpers as exhaustion starts to take her.

He carefully lays her down on the altar on her back, gets off and kneels down on the floor between her legs. He pulls his hand out of her only to replace it with his mouth and tongue and he moans as he tastes her sweet pussy juices. He licks and sucks on her snatch causing her to pant and cry out as her legs wrap around his shoulders and he’s not sure, but he could swear that her pussy is a good deal hotter than it normally would be.

“Red,” she whimpers as her frustration continues to torture her.

He barely hears her with her legs next to his ears and all of his concentration of tonguing her to completion. The smell and taste of her is driving him mad and he can feel his cock growing again. As his tongue and jaw muscles tire, Big Red rises to the occasion and he pushes her legs wide enough for him to stand.

He quickly gets to his feet, positions himself between her legs and then pushes his huge dick into her causing her to groan. He leans over her, bracing himself with his right hand while the left one wanders her body and he starts rocking his hips back and forth. Though he can’t be harmed by fire, the temperature inside of her is nearly painful for him but he doesn’t stop to think about it. All he knows that his pride and his worthiness to be her lover is on the line and he uses everything he’s learned so far to get her to cum.

She weakly tries to lock her ankles behind him, but his motions keep knocking them apart. He grabs her legs and puts her ankles on his shoulders as he grabs hold of her hips and goes at it for all he’s worth. Time seems to stand still and reality bends as he feels the friction his cock and her pussy are making. The pleasure seeking part of his brain wants to stay this way forever, buried up to the hilt inside of her with her flames wrapping around them as if in a lover’s embrace.

Some eternity later he can feel the pressure growing and he knows he won’t last much longer. He glances down at her and the sad, frustrated look on her face nearly kills him. A second later he loses his fight to keep control and with wild yell, he pours himself into her.

He slowly sinks to his knees, exhausted and nearly as frustrated as she is. She lies there unmoving, though he knows she’s awake still since he can hear her quietly crying. He feels like a failure as a man and a lover and he slowly gets to his feet where he pulls his pants back up, fastening them enough to keep them on.

He carefully lifts her into his arms, ignoring the flames that lick at his body as he cradles her in his arms and sinks back down on the floor. He gently strokes her hair as she buries her face in his chest and silently sobs. He sees no tears as they evaporate as soon as they’re shed and he slumps with his back to the altar. He leans down and kisses the top of her head as he feels his own tears drying in the corners of his eyes, leaving behind a salty crust.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he whispers into her hair.

“Your tail,” she begs.

“What about my tail?” he asks, too tired to be able to think straight.

“Give me your tail,” she growls.

He doesn’t ask any more questions but slides his tail to where she can reach it. She grabs it roughly causing his eyes to widen a bit but they really bulge out with where she puts his tail. Without so much as a by-your-leave, she shoves the tip of his tail into her pussy and moans his name. He’s not sure if it’ll do any good, but at this point he’s nearly as desperate as she is and he starts to twitch the end of his tail causing her to squirm and groan in his arms.

“Oh…my,” a quiet voice says.

Hellboy’s head snaps up and he quickly looks around, easily spotting Abe. His blue friend who seems to be bluer than normal and Abe turns to make a hasty retreat.

“Abe, wait,” Hellboy weakly calls out.

Yes, Red, what is it? Abe thinks at him without turning back around.

I…Liz needs your help, Hellboy thinks back, concentrating with all his might.

There’s no need to yell, I can hear you just fine, Abe gently reprimands. What’s the matter?

I can’t get Liz to…Liz hasn’t been able to…Jeez, how do I put this? Hellboy agonizes in his head.

His aggravation causes his tail to twitch in agitation which in turn makes Liz arch her back and cry out. She sounds like she’s close and Hellboy turns his attention back to her and twitches his tail as hard as he can. He keeps the appendage going for as long as he can but eventually he has to stop as the muscles in his tail start to seize up and she lets out a cry of anguish just before curling into a ball.

Could you please not do that to her again? Abe requests and Hellboy looks over at him, noting his friend is nearly indigo in color. Or at least wait until I have left.

Sorry, my tail started twitching and it was..., Hellboy starts to explain.

For the love of everything sacred, don’t tell me what you were doing to her with your tail, Abe hastily interrupts. EVER!

Abe, she’s miserable and I can’t help her, Hellboy says mournfully. What am I going to do?

What exactly is the problem? Abe asks.

Ever since we found her she’s been rather…um…she’s been..., Hellboy stammers and Liz moans his name with need very evident in the tone.

Aroused? Abe suggests.

To put it mildly, Hellboy replies. And her fire hasn’t stopped once. She’s hurting, Abe. What am I gonna do?

Hm, this may have something to do with one of the spells the high priest cast, Abe muses as he walks the corpse of the high priest. Let me check.

Abe takes a glove off as he leans over the gory remains of the man, waving his bare hand over the bloody parts. He gets bits and pieces, but nothing definite which leaves him with no choice but to touch the bloody mess. Gingerly, he lays a hand on bloody corpse and lets the memories wash over him like a wave. A few minutes later, he knows everything that this man did and it sends a shiver down the merman’s spine.

Hellboy, has Liz had an orgasm since we found her? Abe asks.

No, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you! Hellboy answers a bit exasperated.

What have you tried so far? Abe questions and brief images of their activities run through Hellboy’s mind. Never mind. I got the pictures. Let me think about this for a minute.

All Hellboy can do is hold Liz and continue to pet her hair as she silently cries in his arms. He rocks her and whispers terms of endearment in her ear as he waits for Abe to think of something. She starts reaching for something and he watches in fascination as she grabs the edge of his duster and starts pulling it towards her. He’s curious as to what she could want with it until he sees her starting to pick up the Samaritan which he quickly kicks out of her reach.

Abe, you better come up with something real fast, Hellboy thinks desperately. I think she’s getting homicidal.

Have you tried this? Abe inquires, flashing Hellboy a quick image.

I can’t do that! Hellboy snarls in his mind.

Red, the spell the priest cast will only end when Agni copulates with his consort, Abe explains. This means she won’t have an orgasm until something about as big as Agni’s penis is inserted into her vagina.

I’m not doing that to her, Blue, Hellboy insists. I’ll hurt her and she’s having enough problems without me trying to rip a big hole in her.

If you don’t, she’ll die, Abe tells his friend. Her power is burning her out. Sooner or later, it will consume her.

Abe, I don’t know if I can, Hellboy admits.

You can do it or you can go get the Samaritan and end her misery now, Abe sternly states.

Fine, Hellboy sends back a minute later. But you better get out of here. If you think she was hollering earlier, it’ll be nothing compared to this.

You’ll need something for lubrication, Abe tells him. Let me see if I can find something that won’t burn away or melt immediately.

Abe quickly heads back to the chamber where everyone else is and starts going through the packs. When he can’t find what he needs there he desperately starts to search the room. He finally finds what he think will work, grabs it and runs back to the ceremony chamber.

I found something that might work, Abe announces upon his arrival, trotting towards the dais.

About time, Hellboy growls as he turns to look at his friend.

Abe steps up to them and barely can feel the heat from Liz’s fire. He can see that the flames are nothing more than a blue halo of light around her. He hands the bowl up to his red friend who looks at it and then sniffs it.

“What the hell is this?” Hellboy asks.

Animal fat, Abe answers. Keep it away from her fire until you’re ready for insertion otherwise it will melt and do you no good.

“What if this doesn’t work?” Hellboy whispers.

Then I’ll think of something else, Abe replies

“Wish me luck,” Hellboy murmurs as he puts the bowl down and scoops a handful of the whitish goo out of the vessel.

Good luck, Abe says as he turns and heads for the door. I’ll be back in half an hour if I don’t hear from you two.

Hellboy watches Abe pick up one of the bashed in brass doors and leave. As soon as he’s gone, Hellboy slowly counts to a hundred to make sure his friend has gotten far enough away. He then looks down on the love of his life and he his heart nearly breaks in two at the look of utter defeat on her face.

Using his tail to hold Liz to him, he carefully slathers the fat over his left hand making sure that it’s on good and thick. Once he’s done, he carefully positions Liz so she’s sitting on his left thigh before laying her back across his lap. She lets him do whatever he wants but does nothing to help. He gently grabs her right leg with his right hand and pulls it out as he pinches the left leg between his left elbow and his body.

“I love you,” he whispers as he softly kisses her.

She looks up at him with sad, defeated eyes and it makes his heart ache to see it. Carefully folding his thumb under his other fingers, he makes a fist and takes a deep breath to steady his nerves. Moving as fast as he dares to keep the fat from melting off his hand, he puts his fist to her opening and starts to push. Her eyes open wide with surprise and she starts to try and squirm away from the pain caused by his fist pushing into her.

“Take it easy, sweetheart,” he quietly tells her, easily holding her in place as he steadily moves his hand around to get in farther. “Just relax.”

“Hurts,” she cries as she arches her back and her hands try to shove him away.

“I know, baby, I’m sorry,” he chokes as the widest part of his hand breaches the barrier and she screams as she writhes beneath him, trying to get away.

Finally, his entire fist is inside of her up to his wrist and suddenly her attitude changes. Instead of trying to push him off or get away, she’s panting and her flames surround them again as the smell of cooking animal fat reaches his nose.

“Oh god, yes,” she whimpers as she starts to try and move her hips. “Oh god, please, Red, do something. Do it now!”

As carefully as he can, he starts to pump his hand back in forth inside of her and she screams her pleasure, begging him to move faster. He doesn’t hesitate, but he closes his eyes as he increases his speed and her cries hit a new fevered pitch. He ignores Anung un Rama as the demon inside him crows with pleasure and his stomach twists itself into knots.

She’s never felt such pleasure or such pain and it’s driving her well past the breaking point. She screams and writhes as his fist pounds into her and she can feel the pressure that she’s been longing for since she woke up finally starting to build. She wills it to come to her and a short eternity later she explodes and then nothing else matters.
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