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RevengeIs A DishBest Served Hot,With A SideOf Love	By : WaterLily Category: M through R > Osmosis Jones Views: 2052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Osmosis Jones, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: Oh! Hello... been a while since I've been here... I was just reminded of this fic and realized... I had a chapter I hadn't put up, and I wondered why? Oh, right... It's not finished. Oh, well... I figure SOMEONE would still be interested in seeing it. I actually still kinda like this fic and might actually try to finish it, now that I'm reminded of its existence.
Well, I'll leave to read this juicy, unfinished, chapter. Hope it doesn't leave you too dissatisfied...

Chapter 3: I'll Take You Higher, Baby

The private lounge of The Zit nightclub was large and luxurious, as one might expect it to be, and expensively furnished. There were three large red sofas positioned around a clear membranous coffee table, and a fully-stocked private bar in the far corner. A thick, lush cilia carpet covered the entire floor; it was salmon pink and wriggled delicately underfoot. Inside, the room was dark, but the bright city lights filtering in through delicately frosted membranous windows in the far wall cast colourful shapes across the room, and the nightlife of Frank could be faintly heard on the streets below.

The membranous entryway retracted obediently as Thrax stepped through into the darkened lounge and flicked on the light switch with one broad shoulder. His feet sank into the thick wriggling carpet as he carried Roxy into the room and the entrance closed behind them. The large chandelier that hung on the ceiling cast its warm glow across the room and the couple below.

Roxy planted hot kisses across Thrax’s neck and chin as she licked and nuzzled his thick red membrane. She paused a moment and slowly traced her tongue along the contours of his neck, drawing a murmur of pleasure from him as he carried her to the sofa opposite the door.

Thrax lowered her gently onto the cushions and she tugged him down on top of her with a grin, pressing her lips to his and tugging him closer in her eagerness. He braced himself against the sofa with his left hand as she pulled him down, and allowed his right hand to roam across her body.

Wrapping an arm around his neck, Roxy buried her fingers in his thick purple dreads and slipped her other arm around his back, raking her claws gently across the material of his trenchcoat. With a gentle nudge against his lips, she slipped her slightly pointed tongue into his warm mouth.

He tasted like fiery heat; sweet and spicy, like cinnamon and chili peppers, with a hint of salty bitterness. Stroking the roof of his mouth, she eagerly explored him as his tongue stroked hers. She licked the underside of his tongue and felt a shiver run through him. He tensed and his tongue began wrestling with hers as he fought for dominance, pinning her down against the sofa.

She relented under his skilled tongue and allowed him to explore her freely. His tongue swept through her mouth eagerly and he slipped his hand under her shirt. Roxy purred softly against his lips as Thrax’s hand curled around her breast and gently squeezed, rubbing his palm gently across the sensitive peak.

She held him tight and gently sucked on his warm tongue as he massaged her breast with obvious skill and experience, moaning softly in response. After a moment, she felt his tongue retreat and their lips part, a soft cry of protest escaping her throat. Her disappointment was short-lived though as he began trailing hot kisses along her neck and collarbone down towards the curve of her chest. He paused when he reached the top of her shirt and sat up, pulling her with him, and gently lifted her shirt up over her head, tossing it onto the wriggling carpeted floor. Roxy wrapped both arms around his neck as he gently nibbled on her shoulder and began undoing the clasp of her strapless bra.

Dear Frank! He was good! She was already enjoying this.

The bra soon joined its comrade on the floor as Thrax laid Roxy back down onto the sofa, nipping and nibbling on her soft yellow membrane. He sat back up, shrugging off his heavy black trenchcoat and tossing it the floor. Roxy watched him, smiling appreciatively. He grinned slyly at her for a moment, then grabbed her firmly by the wrists and pinned her hands above her head. Roxy was stunned by his sudden change in behavior and began to panic, squirming in his grasp.

Thrax saw the fear in her eyes and gently shushed her, “Shhh… it’s alright, baby. I ain’t gonna hurt ya.” His voice was soft and soothing, “I just like to be in control, that’s all.”

Roxy calmed down and began to relax, a coy smile replacing her panicked expression, “You're in for some competition then, baby. ‘Cause so do I.” she retorted and lifted her head to kiss him.

Thrax sat up abruptly, cutting the kiss short, “I’m always ready for a little competition, baby.” With an impish smile he released her wrists and stood up from the sofa. He scooped up his discarded coat and began digging through its numerous pockets.

Roxy rolled onto her side, wondering what he was doing. She was about to ask him, when he finally found what he was searching for; a long black DNA chain, studded with a numerous assortment of DNA beads, most of them human.

He turned back to her, dangling the chain between his fingers with a reminiscent smile. “Ah, it’s good to have this back.” he sighed, almost to himself. He returned his attention to Roxy and continued, “I stole this baby from the FPD evidence locker just a few hours ago. Ain’t no easy task getting in and out of a police precinct unnoticed, let me tell ya. But I just had to get my prize back.”

Roxy frowned in agitation. She was getting annoyed at Thrax’s rather pointless interruption, “And what exactly do you need that for?”

“You’ll see, baby.” He smirked mischievously and climbed back on top of her. Grabbing her arms again, he gave her a toothy grin and gently, but tightly, tied the chain securely around her wrists. Now he was free to use his hands, while she was not.

Roxy wasn’t too happy about this new development, though; she wasn’t a big fan of bondage, especially when it was her being tied up. She struggled against her bonds a bit, giving Thrax a displeased glare.

She craned her head back a bit so she could see her hands better as she tried more vigorously to free her bound wrists. Her hands were quite small and he hadn’t tied it too tightly, so she figured she could slip one of her hands out and – Roxy gasped sharply as she felt something warm and wet envelope her left breast. She glanced down and saw Thrax suckling on her exposed nipple. He lifted his head and flicked the tip of his tongue across the hard nub. Roxy gasped again at the sensation and he glanced up at her with a devious smirk.

“Ya like that?” he asked.

“...yes,” she sighed, nodding her head, “...do it again.”

Thrax complied, lightly flicking his tongue across the sensitive bud. Roxy bit her lip and inhaled sharply, arching her back slightly and tossing her head back. It felt so good! She’d almost forgotten how good it felt, it had been so long. Yea, she had done the dating thing for awhile, but she never let it get this far. Not since… And she’d only just met Thrax! Oh! But she needed this, and, Frank, he was so good and hot!

“Ohh… yes!” she groaned, raking her claws against the sofa as he continued to please her. Thrax kissed the valley between her breasts as he moved his head to the other, his hand replacing his mouth on the first.

Roxy squirmed under him, trying to maintain control of herself. This was only the beginning and already she was going mad with pleasure. Maybe it was the fact that she was bound and couldn’t reward him, or maybe she’d just forgotten how good it could be.

With one last flick of his tongue, Thrax sat up. Roxy was nearly breathless, panting and gasping for air. She felt foolish for feeling so overwhelmed by simple foreplay. She was acting like some modest, naïve... virgin. She blushed hotly, remembering her first time. It hadn’t been nearly as interesting as this, but it was still quite memorable. She glanced up at Thrax as he smoothed back his dreads in that suave, sexy way. Personally, she thought he looked irresistible with his hair in disarray.

That sweet, delicious tongue of his darted out to wet his lips as he reached down and ran his claws lightly across her smooth stomach. Roxy squirmed under his feather-soft touch and closed her eyes, relishing the sensations. She felt him shift his weight and opened her eyes to see him scooping her legs over his shoulders.

Thrax ran his hands along her thighs and slowly pulled her skirt off over her long, smooth legs. He then kissed her inner thigh and glanced at her with a pleased grin.

Roxy was more than happy to let him do as he pleased, as he was exceptionally good at it. She gave him a nod to proceed, which he did. Kissing her thigh again, he pulled one leg off his shoulder and removed her shoe, proceeding immediately to the other and tossed them both to the floor. He scooped her legs over his shoulders again and hooked his claws under the waistband of her panties. She sighed softly as he slowly slid them off, dropping them delicately to the floor with the rest of her clothing.

Roxy craned her head back to look at her hands and tried again to free them. It was becoming uncomfortable having her hands bound. She felt Thrax trail soft kisses along her inner thigh and shivered as he neared her centre, only to bypass it and kiss his way up her other thigh.

He was deliberately teasing her, working her up into a frenzy until she begged to have him. Most of the guys she’d dated would’ve jumped to the good part after the first five minutes, but Thrax, he knew exactly how to please a girl. She liked that. Roxy looked at him again, with his head between her thighs, poised above her centre.
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A/N: And I leave you here, panting and wanting more... I'll work on finishing this, but enjoy what's here for now.
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