The Good from the Bad

Too much

Unknown POV

While Future Queen Reyn was leading her Rebellion to freedom, she didn’t notice she had disturbed a group of people who would be the cause of her misery for years to come. This particular group of people were training in the desert, when suddenly, they see tons of people running in the same direction and a girl in the distance behind them, accompanied by an older couple. And they weren’t scared… more like confused. Soon they were told by their mentor to capture the girl. This group of people were shocked by what happened next. They saw the girl fight off guards and produce a ball of light. This light hid tons of people.It contrasted with the sunset of the desert. In a state of shock, they could only think of killing the creature. She was a threat to society.Their mentor came back with some electrical whips and gave specific orders to paralyze the girl not to kill her. The students did as they were told. When the girl was in the middle of disappearing the escapees, she seemed tired, and really focused, unaware of her surroundings, and they used this opportunity to strike. They lashed their whips at her, wrapped them around her, and finally electrified her. She managed to disappear all those people, which is shocking, considering the circumstances. She screamed in pain, managed to face them, and fell to the floor.

Dead? Who knows? Who cares? The night sky had finally settled and a chilly breeze was going around, cooling them down. Good for them.

Abril POV

Ugh… where am I? I opened my eyes and this time I was in a dark room. Quite a contrast to my previous captive facility. I noticed getting knocked out has been an apparent hobby of mine lately, considering all the times I’ve been knocked out. I can’t remember much, my head hurts a lot. It hurts so much that, I’m glad I’m in a dark dungeon instead of my accommodated white, well-illuminated cell.

I couldn’t feel my body at all ,so who knows what I was doing. All, I could feel was pain and drowsiness taking over me…

Narrator pov

CRASH!!!! The office was a mess. And our villain couldn’t be angrier. There was John making a havoc of his office. Papers, books, were thrown everywhere. Phelia quietly sat on the red vintage leather couch in the middle of the office, drinking from a bottle of whiskey, waiting patiently for her… husband? to calm down.

Phelia wasn’t at her best either. The plan wasn’t going accordingly and if they didn’t do something soon, everything would’ve been in vain. But, unlike “other” people, instead of making a mess, she was thinking of a solution. Even with her husband’s ruckus going on, mind you.This didn’t mean, she was less evil than John ,or had any less hatred for the Reyn’s. On the contrary, her hatred and fire for revenge could rival, or even overcome John’s. The difference was she was smarter and could keep her emotions out of the game. Or, maybe the whiskey took its desired effect; making her less aggressive, and clouding her mind, something she noticed when she began to drink years ago. The whiskey led her to a calm state of mind in all the chaos around her.She needed her mind in this state to think of a plan, cause she felt that if she wasn’t under the whiskey’s effect, she would be just like John.

“John”, Phelia said.

“What”, John said angrily. During this small amount of time, he had stopped destroying his office and was now taking a smoke.

“We need to do something about the kid…”, Phelia started, but before she could continue she was cut off by an aggressive kiss. This was normal. Over the years they’ve been working together, when their plans would fail, they took it out on each other mutually. They've been planning everything for ages that, they were their only company of the opposite s*x. They didn't know nobody else and sometimes, the body needs to calm down in a different kind of way. They were each other's way out. Don't get it twisted, they didn't feel anything for each other. They only came together to plan their revenge because the persons they both loved, rejected them like nothing and the void inside them grew and grew. When they realized they could help each other, they only married on paper. Everyhing was a contract, business, convenience. When both ends are fufilled, they'll split. This means that after their revenge, they'll part ways.

John had gotten on top of Phelia on the couch, still kissing her ferociously. He reeked of cigarrettes, but she reeked of whiskey so she didn't mind. John started ripping Phelia's clothes, she knew she wasn't going to walk anytime time soon. John started getting down to her neck, making her moan. Before they could go on, he carried her bridal style into a secret bedroom and layed her on the bed. There he removed her bra and Phelia removed his shirt kissing him tenderly trying to calm him down.She put her hands on his muscular torso and he took away her jeans and panties. Phelia did the same. She started to work John's c**k. She took him in her mouth and started sucking. John pulled her head and started groaning. It took a good while until he cummed in her mouth.She swallowed and John kissed her again. Again, he went down and started sucking on ner neck and n*****s. "I love your breasts,", he said.At this point, Phelia was soaking wet down there and moaning really loudly. John went down on her p***y and started licking and sucking agressively. "John... I'm... gonna...cum.", Phelia said between moans. She started rubbing her c******s, while John inserted a finger inside of her... the perfect combo. John stopped eating her p***y and returned to sucking Phelia's already sensitive n*****s. "John.... don't... stop... please," Phelia stuttered.

John, "I won't, love"

Phelia,"I'm so close..."

John, " c*m, love"

Phelia, " John..... i'm....cumming."

John could feel Phelia's tight walls clench around his fingers. She squirted all over his fingers. He licked her p***y clean while staring at her eyes. He then went up to her face and licked his fingers clean in front of her.

"Delicious love"

Phelia mananged to stammer, "uh...huh".

With no warning, John got on top of Phelia and went inside her. Phelia moaned in surprise. John slowly started thrusting inside her. He looked down at his wife's face, full of pleasure. He kissed her, tenderly. Phelia was surprised, but she returned the kiss too. It was

as if they were making love, and nothing else existed. He kept kissing her between moans, when she surprisingly rolled them over and got on top.

"Just relax," Phelia said.

With this John let himself be dominated and Phelia rode his c**k. Phelia moved her hips slowly toturing her husband. She knew he liked it but, he put his strong hands on her hips and started thrusting faster into her. "Your killing me here", were the last words John said before Phelia kissed him again. He broke the kiss to suck her n*****s, making him and Phelia moan. There was no need for words, they communicated through their breathing. Both were on the verge of cumming. Phelia said," do it, c*m inside me". John said," together." With this he thrusted one more time, cumming, just around the time Phelia's walls clenched around his c**k. John let out a groan, while Phelia screamed his name. When they were done, they stayed there breathing heavily and staring at each other's eyes. They layed side by side, and Phelia let out a breathy moan. John pulled out of her and his seed stared spilling into the sheet. When he cuddled Phelia he said, "Thanks for today, it was intense, but what about.. you know...". "You finishing inside me?", Phelia asked. "Don't worry about it, took care of it. And thank you for today. You were great as well. Sleep well."

John, "You too." John cuddled Phelia's small frame into his big one. And they both fell asleep relaxed and serene for the first time in years.

Yes, there was no feelings, but they made it pleasant to be married to the other. If they weren't so busy with revenge they would've realized they fell in love, or had feelings for each other. But they are, so much that they think they feel nothing for each other and it's their bodies speaking. That the only thing they feel is the emptyness, caused by rejection from their loved ones.