//So guys, the idea just popped into my brain while I was actually thinking of my soon to come birthday XD and since my brain needed a break between my internship and the dissertation, I came up with this, Katarina and Marcos belong to friends!!!! Asma Jensen belongs to me!//
She couldn't help but stroke the leather fabric that was around her neck. A handcrafted collar, specially designed for her. It itched since she wasn't used to wearing any but it felt good. She felt good. The necklace had been an anticipated birthday present from Marcos and Katarina and although to some it would have been disgusting or degrading to Asma it was a proof of love. She decided to walk back home and had wrapped her sash around her neck in such a fashion way that it didn't bother anyone but only she knew what was hidden beneath the fabric. She even took public transportation and was daydreaming about people coming to the realization that she was the luckiest woman alive. They loved her. They /loved/ her. She could remember the moment Marcos gave her the present, she was combing Katarina's hair with just a small blue nightgown on her body and her pink hair was tied on a strict and tight bun. Marcos walked into the room and gently grabbed the ebony's waist he pulled towards his strong body.
"We have a present for you Asma. Have a seat." -His scent was overwhelming and she tilted her head to the side so he could rub his nose against the soft and delicate brown skin.-
"Has it arrived yet?" -Asked an excited Katarina who simply stood up. She was wearing a gorgeous red and black corset with black leather pants. and leather knee-length boots. She wrapped her arms around Marcos's waist and chest and planted a kiss on the curve of his bicep.-
"It has. I have taken a look at it and it's gorgeous. Just like we've designed it Vixxsin." He answered with a grin as he gently pushed Asma so she could sit on the now empty chair.-
How excited Asma was. She didn't get many presents and didn't have many opportunities to celebrate these past months. A large smile never really left her face as she sat on the chair and crossed her legs. A present, what could it be? It looked like jewelry, maybe a necklace? Her mind was already wandering, going from thought after thought as she wanted to guess what they had someone make for her.
"YOu will love it, we hope so. You will look so gorgeous in it Asma. It would be the piece of clothing you will be the most beautiful in." -Katarina said, excited by the upcoming event.-
"Why did you do this? You didn't have to.. I mean.. I don't know how to feel." -Asma said, feeling her blood rush and concentrate on her cheeks. Her hand fanned herself as Katarina gently stroked her lover's brown soft cheek. She then looked at Marcos who was staring at Asma's reflection on the mirror in front of her.-
"It's soon your birthday and we wanted to make it special. Katarina is right. You will be beautiful once you wear it, for it will make sure your natural beauty attracts the eyes."
"Am I beautiful?" Asma asked, tilting her head to the side so her cheek could rub against Katarina's pale arm.
"More than you ca neven begin to imagine." -Replied the brunette who gently kissed the top of her head.- "Close your eyes darling."
Marcos opened the box and revealed the masterpiece they had made especially for Asma. The letter A had been forged out of the finest platinum and silver arabesques had been added around it. The rest of the collar was made of the finest leather. Callidora and Aeron emblems had been embedded on the leather to always remind Asma who she belonged to and where she belonged to. To remind her that she was "owned"...to remind her that she actually could finally be herself whenever they were around. Oh, she did feel free and real when she was with them. No more mutants, no more humans, no more than three souls. How could you mix the daughter of Death, death itself and the goddess of Hope, daughter of the elder of life Gaea? Life and death together were actually the essence of life. Oh, how poetic. They were making "life" instead of making love. Nice thought.
Katarina took the item and Marcos had the box vanish. He then simply let his wife put the item around the pink haired lady's neck while he let one hand randomly stroke the perfect back and butt of his beloved. His nose whispered to her ear in a sultry way, and gently pushed his body against her to make it clear that he had great plans for the rest of the day for them.
"She sure does look gorgeous with it on."
"Mmmhh..... and sexy.. maybe with fewer clothes she would look perfect." -She said as she was done with the item and was now loosely stroking the young elder's shoulders. It made Asma shiver but she kept her eyes closed. She could hear them talk and the whispered started to arouse her.
"You should lose some clothes too if we want to make it even more perfect." -Added Marcos, now nibbling at the top of her ear. Katarina pushed him away with her cute little butt but he grabbed her waist with his other hand.
"I'm serious...we have to be fair here..." -Katarina let her hands push the thin straps of Asma's nightgown. The silky fabric slipped off and revealed creamy brown skin.
"Could I show it to the x-men?" -Asked Asma, still sat on the chair and eyes closed. Marcos gently ran his fingers through Asma's silky pink hair and he removed the ribbons that held her hair together. Lovely locks cascaded onto her back and he grabbed her cheeks.
"Of course you can, you will show them where you truly belong. You will embrace who you really are. A lovely naughty woman who does naughty things with the x-men enemies. Actually, this could be fun."
"You love to twist the reality. You don't even care about the x-men, you're not our enemies....yet. So I won't tell that, but I agree on the naughty girl. I'm all yours."-She then wrinkled her nose and asked. "Can I open my eyes now?"
"Yes of course.. go ahead." -Katarina said, this time pulling Asma's hair to the side as she kissed the soft chocolate neck. Marcos removed his hand and moved aside so he was on Asma's right side while Katarina was on her left side with her hands on Asma's taut belly. Asma did as she was told and blushed hard as she noticed the beautiful present.-
She stared at her reflection for quite a while. It was...beautiful. No! wait, beautiful wasn't the right word. It was gorgeous! She blinked several times and then looked up to Marcos and then glanced to her side to Katarina.
"It's... It's wonderful...T...Thank you." -She couldn't help but touch it. Her eyes were two gleaming orbs and she was left speechless. Marcos grinned at her and gently yanked her head back so he could have a better view of her face. Katarina hands moved up and cupped her breasts.
"I think... we can totally use the next hour to have some fun. I know a way you can express your gratitude." -Said, Marcos, as he started to remove his vest and unbutton a bit his shirt. He sat on the bed, elbows on his lap as he stared at the two beautiful creatures in front of him. Asma smiled and put her hands over Katarina's hands.
"I think we totally can have some." -replied the pink haired lady before she closed her eyes.-
Her flashback ended there and she realized that she was rubbing her thighs together. Oh, she was aroused, again. Her legs were barely supporting her tired body and if she didn't have such a strong healing factor, she wouldn't have been walking at all. She could feel the dampness between her legs and the excitation that the next time would be even better than this one. Her teeth bit her bottom lip and she panted slightly. Oh, she couldn't wait for the moment she would come back at the x-mansion and let her family discover the new "collar". Oh, It would even be better with Logan and Hank and Kurt because they could smell her arousal and the mixes of scents that were lingering on her skin. they wouldn't judge but it would drive them crazy not to know what's going on, and to smell powerful beings...She gasped and covered her mouth with the warm palm of her hand, a smile crept on her lips and she muffled a moan. Oh, it would be fun... it would be fun...Oh yes, it would.
She couldn't help but stroke the leather fabric that was around her neck. A handcrafted collar, specially designed for her. It itched since she wasn't used to wearing any but it felt good. She felt good. The necklace had been an anticipated birthday present from Marcos and Katarina and although to some it would have been disgusting or degrading to Asma it was a proof of love. She decided to walk back home and had wrapped her sash around her neck in such a fashion way that it didn't bother anyone but only she knew what was hidden beneath the fabric. She even took public transportation and was daydreaming about people coming to the realization that she was the luckiest woman alive. They loved her. They /loved/ her. She could remember the moment Marcos gave her the present, she was combing Katarina's hair with just a small blue nightgown on her body and her pink hair was tied on a strict and tight bun. Marcos walked into the room and gently grabbed the ebony's waist he pulled towards his strong body.
"We have a present for you Asma. Have a seat." -His scent was overwhelming and she tilted her head to the side so he could rub his nose against the soft and delicate brown skin.-
"Has it arrived yet?" -Asked an excited Katarina who simply stood up. She was wearing a gorgeous red and black corset with black leather pants. and leather knee-length boots. She wrapped her arms around Marcos's waist and chest and planted a kiss on the curve of his bicep.-
"It has. I have taken a look at it and it's gorgeous. Just like we've designed it Vixxsin." He answered with a grin as he gently pushed Asma so she could sit on the now empty chair.-
How excited Asma was. She didn't get many presents and didn't have many opportunities to celebrate these past months. A large smile never really left her face as she sat on the chair and crossed her legs. A present, what could it be? It looked like jewelry, maybe a necklace? Her mind was already wandering, going from thought after thought as she wanted to guess what they had someone make for her.
"YOu will love it, we hope so. You will look so gorgeous in it Asma. It would be the piece of clothing you will be the most beautiful in." -Katarina said, excited by the upcoming event.-
"Why did you do this? You didn't have to.. I mean.. I don't know how to feel." -Asma said, feeling her blood rush and concentrate on her cheeks. Her hand fanned herself as Katarina gently stroked her lover's brown soft cheek. She then looked at Marcos who was staring at Asma's reflection on the mirror in front of her.-
"It's soon your birthday and we wanted to make it special. Katarina is right. You will be beautiful once you wear it, for it will make sure your natural beauty attracts the eyes."
"Am I beautiful?" Asma asked, tilting her head to the side so her cheek could rub against Katarina's pale arm.
"More than you ca neven begin to imagine." -Replied the brunette who gently kissed the top of her head.- "Close your eyes darling."
Marcos opened the box and revealed the masterpiece they had made especially for Asma. The letter A had been forged out of the finest platinum and silver arabesques had been added around it. The rest of the collar was made of the finest leather. Callidora and Aeron emblems had been embedded on the leather to always remind Asma who she belonged to and where she belonged to. To remind her that she was "owned"...to remind her that she actually could finally be herself whenever they were around. Oh, she did feel free and real when she was with them. No more mutants, no more humans, no more than three souls. How could you mix the daughter of Death, death itself and the goddess of Hope, daughter of the elder of life Gaea? Life and death together were actually the essence of life. Oh, how poetic. They were making "life" instead of making love. Nice thought.
Katarina took the item and Marcos had the box vanish. He then simply let his wife put the item around the pink haired lady's neck while he let one hand randomly stroke the perfect back and butt of his beloved. His nose whispered to her ear in a sultry way, and gently pushed his body against her to make it clear that he had great plans for the rest of the day for them.
"She sure does look gorgeous with it on."
"Mmmhh..... and sexy.. maybe with fewer clothes she would look perfect." -She said as she was done with the item and was now loosely stroking the young elder's shoulders. It made Asma shiver but she kept her eyes closed. She could hear them talk and the whispered started to arouse her.
"You should lose some clothes too if we want to make it even more perfect." -Added Marcos, now nibbling at the top of her ear. Katarina pushed him away with her cute little butt but he grabbed her waist with his other hand.
"I'm serious...we have to be fair here..." -Katarina let her hands push the thin straps of Asma's nightgown. The silky fabric slipped off and revealed creamy brown skin.
"Could I show it to the x-men?" -Asked Asma, still sat on the chair and eyes closed. Marcos gently ran his fingers through Asma's silky pink hair and he removed the ribbons that held her hair together. Lovely locks cascaded onto her back and he grabbed her cheeks.
"Of course you can, you will show them where you truly belong. You will embrace who you really are. A lovely naughty woman who does naughty things with the x-men enemies. Actually, this could be fun."
"You love to twist the reality. You don't even care about the x-men, you're not our enemies....yet. So I won't tell that, but I agree on the naughty girl. I'm all yours."-She then wrinkled her nose and asked. "Can I open my eyes now?"
"Yes of course.. go ahead." -Katarina said, this time pulling Asma's hair to the side as she kissed the soft chocolate neck. Marcos removed his hand and moved aside so he was on Asma's right side while Katarina was on her left side with her hands on Asma's taut belly. Asma did as she was told and blushed hard as she noticed the beautiful present.-
She stared at her reflection for quite a while. It was...beautiful. No! wait, beautiful wasn't the right word. It was gorgeous! She blinked several times and then looked up to Marcos and then glanced to her side to Katarina.
"It's... It's wonderful...T...Thank you." -She couldn't help but touch it. Her eyes were two gleaming orbs and she was left speechless. Marcos grinned at her and gently yanked her head back so he could have a better view of her face. Katarina hands moved up and cupped her breasts.
"I think... we can totally use the next hour to have some fun. I know a way you can express your gratitude." -Said, Marcos, as he started to remove his vest and unbutton a bit his shirt. He sat on the bed, elbows on his lap as he stared at the two beautiful creatures in front of him. Asma smiled and put her hands over Katarina's hands.
"I think we totally can have some." -replied the pink haired lady before she closed her eyes.-
Her flashback ended there and she realized that she was rubbing her thighs together. Oh, she was aroused, again. Her legs were barely supporting her tired body and if she didn't have such a strong healing factor, she wouldn't have been walking at all. She could feel the dampness between her legs and the excitation that the next time would be even better than this one. Her teeth bit her bottom lip and she panted slightly. Oh, she couldn't wait for the moment she would come back at the x-mansion and let her family discover the new "collar". Oh, It would even be better with Logan and Hank and Kurt because they could smell her arousal and the mixes of scents that were lingering on her skin. they wouldn't judge but it would drive them crazy not to know what's going on, and to smell powerful beings...She gasped and covered her mouth with the warm palm of her hand, a smile crept on her lips and she muffled a moan. Oh, it would be fun... it would be fun...Oh yes, it would.
