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Beauty and the Beast Within	By : TheShadowCat Category: G through L > Hellboy Views: 15622 -:- 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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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything in the Hellboy universe and I am making no money on this. I’m doing this for my own twisted sense of fun. I will return the characters in good order just as soon as I’m done tormenting them.

Author’s Notes: Well, thanks to them reworking the system, I’m now reposting my story. Since ‘Magical Wedding’ is complete, I’ll leave it in the archives. But since this one has been on hold for 2 months, it’s about time I took care of that nasty cliff hanger I left everyone on. Now, as before, if you want more chapters than the ones I’ve written, you’re going to need to leave a review. Consider it your good deed for the day.

Pairing: Hellboy/Liz

Rating: NC-17

Acts: human (Liz)/creature (Hellboy), hand jobs. Future chapters will include heterosexual sex, oral sex and a tail kink or two

As the video tape reaches the end of the spool, the VCR automatically starts to rewind the movie. Hellboy sighs part in contentment and part in frustration. Another night watching Chaplin with Liz by his side and it’s just like all the countless other times they’ve done this.

She comes into his room, they settle down on the couch to watch a Chaplin flick and by the end she’s sound asleep with her head resting on his chest, his left arm around her shoulders. When the movie is over, he takes her back to her room and gently tucks her into her bed. He’d like nothing more than to tuck her into his own bed and lie down next to her, but he doesn’t think that would go over too well.

They came back from Russia a couple weeks ago and the memory of their kiss still burns his lips. But other than the occasional peck, nothing further has happened and it’s been damn well frustrating for him. He wants to take their relationship to the next stage, but he just doesn’t know how. Let's face it, it's not like he's had a lot of experience with women.

He buries his face into her hair and breathes in the smell that’s a combination of her, her shampoo and the cigar he had smoked earlier. He can feel his pants start to get a bit to snug, so with a gentle kiss to the top of her head, he gets ready to pick her up and take her back to her room. But before he can, he becomes aware of something else happening.

He had assumed that since she had been so still that she must have been asleep, but, as he’s suddenly realizing, she’s wide awake. At first he thought his arousal was caused just by her being there with him, he now knows differently.

His tail which seems to have a mind of its own sometimes is lying across her leg and is partially wrapped around it. She’s gently stroking it and it’s sending jolts of electricity straight to his cock. He groans as the touches become stronger and bolder.

“Do you want me to stop?” she softly asks.

“If you do, I’ll explode,” he says in a strangled whisper. “Of course if you don’t stop I’ll explode anyways. Pretty much, I’m screwed here.”

“Not yet, you’re not,” she quietly chuckles.

Her free hand reaches over into his lap and starts to caress the hardening bulge in his pants. Another groan escapes his throat as he shifts uncomfortably, trying to relieve some of the pressure that’s building up in his crotch. He leans back into the couch as her touches become even bolder. He’s barely aware that his left hand has found one of her nipples and is gently teasing it into a hard peak through the material of her top as his tail is slowly pulling her skirt up her leg.

She lets out a moan that causes his dick to twitch painfully inside the confines of his pants and he unconsciously answers with another groan. She moves around, sliding her right leg on top of his left one. He’s fairly sure that at any second his cock is just going to rip through the material of his pants. His head rolls back onto the back of the couch and his breathing becomes heavy and he’s fairly sure that he’s going to have a heart attack at any second.

Suddenly, the pressure around his penis is gone and after he finally manages to convince his neck muscles to work, he’s able to look down and see her small white hand wrapping itself around his hardened manhood. His groan is drowned out by the sound of stone grating across stone as his right hand balls up into a fist. She chuckles again as her fingers start to explore his hard length, cool fingers touching red hot skin.

He pulls her closer as his lips seek out hers and anything that might have passed for rational thought in either of their heads is long gone. She climbs into his lap, straddling him, never breaking lip contact or letting go of his cock that seems to contain most of his blood supply at this moment. His hand slides up under her top, finding a soft round orb and quickly thumbing the second nipple to hardness.

His tail encircles her waist as his right hand comes up behind her and supports her back while her second hand finds his cock and starts to stroke him. He’s sure that at any second he’s going to keel over from a heart attack, but he doesn’t care. All he wants is for her to keep touching him. When the kiss ends, they’re both gasping for air.

“Red, touch me,” she moans.

“I am touching you,” he points out, barely even able to string those words together.

“Not there,” she says, grabbing the wrist of his left hand and pulling it out of her blouse. “Here.”

She pushes his hand under her skirt and he finds his hand brushing against the warm moist mound of her pussy. It doesn’t even dawn on him that she’s not wearing any underwear as his fingers start to explore their new environment. His thumb brushes against a little nub that causes her to gasp, arch her back and her grip on his cock to tighten.

Encouraged by her reaction, he continues to rub in little circles around that sensitive little nub. He has no clue to what he’s doing, but he must be doing something right because she’s now humping his hand and her moans have turned into cries of pleasure. Somewhere between a few seconds and eternity her body stiffens as she throws back her head and gives one last cry of ecstasy.

A second later, she collapses onto his chest, gasping for breath. He holds her close, kissing her hair and being very pleased with himself for bringing her off with nothing more than his hand. He contemplates his options as she lies there panting while his erection has taken on a new level of hardness.

He figures he’ll just wait until she falls asleep and then, after he’s taken her back to her room, he’ll come back here and take care of business. Of course the fact that he probably won’t be able to fasten his pants around a penis that at this moment could quite possible cut diamonds doesn’t faze him. Before he can pull his partially trapped and now wet hand out of her hot pussy, her hands take hold of his cock once more.

She starts to stroke him, rubbing her thumb over the slit at the head of his dick and wiping the pre-cum down the sides of his cock, using it as lubrication. Once she has him slicked up enough, she starts pumping her hands up and down the length of his shaft. His head rolls back and his eyes close as he starts to thrust his hips in time with her strokes. He’s barely even aware of his left hand starting to move against her pussy again causing her to begin moaning once more.

His grunts and groans of pleasure drown out the noises she’s making as they echo off of the walls of his room. There is no thought left as the warm soft hands jerk him towards oblivion and the large hot hand drives her towards the edge. In an explosive moment just shy of forever, they both scream their releases.

As they start to come back to Earth, their bodies spent, they’re barely aware of the sound of the vault door opening.

“Red, you ok?” John asks as he comes in the door. “I heard some yelling and I…”

John stops dead in his tracks at the sight before him. While he can’t see anything vital, since their clothes are still on, he’s got a pretty good idea what they’ve been doing. He can feel his face getting very hot as every available blood cell in his body rushes to his face and a cold sweat breaks out across his brow.

“Ohmygod,” he gasps in shock. “I’m so sorry. I’ll just be going now.”

With that, John turns tail and quickly leaves the room, closing the vault door rather loudly behind him.

“I think we frightened the cats,” Hellboy muses as his pets start to come out from hiding under various pieces of furniture.

“I think we’ve traumatized poor John,” Liz snickers.

“Serves him right for not knocking first,” he growls.

“Now what do we do?” she asks softly, sitting up slightly to look into those burning amber eyes.

“We could go to sleep,” he suggests.

“We’re both rather sticky,” she points out. “While I’m not really squeamish about what I’ve got all over my hands, I’m not really interested in letting it dry there.”

“Good point,” he concedes. “We could go take a bath. I’ve got a really big bathtub.”

“Do you now?” she teasingly inquires. “Is it big enough for two?”

“Let’s find out,” he sexily growls just before he captures her lips in another mind numbing kiss.
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