Okay, here’s another story from me pal Psycho. Enjoy!!!!

Rapist
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The Wings of Passion
by Psycho

Maverix searched the skies, following the blip on his radar. “Almost there….” He muttered to himself as he drew nearer and nearer to Rampage’s position. “Those blasted Ravenans will pay for what they did to him!” He swore, under his breath. Landing a few feet away, Maverix found himself in a lush area of the forest set on the banks of the river. The sun gleamed brightly, the birds twittered in the trees, and the sound of a waterfall filled the air. The determined Avillian drew his gun and crept carefully through the trees, senses on full alert for any sign of his prey. Coming towards the waterfall, Maverix noticed something glimmering in the water out of the corner of his optic. He whirled around quickly. What he found was far from what he expected.

Standing under the cooling torrent was Rampage, rubbing his hands over his naked body. The Maximal struggled to keep focused as he charged into the water and shoved his gun against the back of Rampage’s head.

“It’s over, Rampage!” He growled low.

Rampage whirled around, catching Maverix in the chest, the impact knocking the gun out of the Avillian’s hand and causing him to fly backwards, landing in the water. The Ravenan sneered down at his opponent. “You’re right. It is over… For you! I’m going to enjoy ripping your innards out one by one…” Maverix struggled to stand but Rampage slammed his foot into his chest. “No no no… Now it’s my turn! I’m going to enjoy watching you squirm. Your torture will be slow and delicious.” Rampage’s eyes flashed over Maverix’s body, quickly searching for the most vulnerable place to start. He eyed the area between Maverix. “I believe I’ll start here!” Reaching down quickly he ripped the protective armor off Maverix and threw it aside, viciously grabbing the startled Avillian’s member and squeezing.

“What in the FUCK do you think you’re doing?” Maverix tried desperately to reach down and swat Rampage’s hand away but to no avail. Rampage started to stroke Maverix’s limp manhood slowly, squeezing tightly as he moved his hand up and down. Maverix gritted his teeth against the pain of Rampage’s viselike grip, gasping as he felt his member hardening. “Slag it all, not now…!” He managed.

Rampage smirked at the Avillian’s hard-on. He had a feeling Maverix never relaxed long enough to satisfy himself on a regular basis ever since Fenix…..

Maverix writhed from the pleasure-pain and clenched his eyes shut, shaft hardening further.

Rampage laughed harshly. “How pathetic! You are so desperate for a fuck that even I can turn you on! You should get out more. There were quite a few hot little numbers on Rugby.” Rampage burst into peals of laughter. Maverix badly wanted to spit at his tormentor or at least tell him off, but all he could manage was a half-stifled moan. Rampage leaned close to his captive’s left audio receptor. “What was the problem, friend? Your brother went over to the Darkside?”

Maverix growled angrily and caught Rampage off balance, knocking the Ravenan on his back and causing him to lose his grip. Rampage gasped as Maverix wasted no time moving to kneel between his legs. “You wanna see how ‘desperate’ I am? Let me show you!” Maverix’s mouth parted and he moved down, parting his lips and engulfing Rampage’s penis slowly.

Rampage’s teeth chattered lightly at the pleasure of a warm mouth, something he had not felt since he raped that slut on Rugby right before leveling it. He attempted to move his hand to guide Maverix’s head, but found himself shaking too much to even manage a fist. Luckily (for him) he was steady enough to maintain a vile sense of humor.

“Mmm… Yes… You’re pretty good at this…” Rampage smirked slightly. “Done it before, I take it…” His breath caught in his throat and came out as a loud moan as Maverix pressed his tongue against the sensitive underside of Rampage’s cock.

Panting slightly, Maverix raised his head and stared up at him. “And so what if I have? All the better for you, am I right?” Licking around the tip, he moved his mouth entirely down the Ravenan’s swollen pole and resumed his head motions.

Rampage’s head fell back as he imagined the uptight Avillian Leader and his brother fucking each other. But that was probably before Nightwing put the Darkside curse on Fenix. And now… The thought turned him on even more and he groaned as he felt precum leaking into Maverix’s mouth.

Maverix swallowed, the hot taste getting him ready for the next moment… When he felt Rampage was sufficiently hard, he moved up to whisper in his partner’s ear. “Take me, Rampage. Fuck me hard. I can’t stand it anymore… I must have you!” Maverix panted, barely able to push the words out through his desire. He gulped audibly and pushed up to his hands and knees. “Do it.”

Rampage stood shakily and moved around behind his most hated enemy, studying his strong ass. He ran a finger across the opening, delighting in Maverix’s throaty moan. He was at Rampage’s mercy. All he wanted was to be taken… to feel the lust of another. Rampage sneered and rubbed his tip at Maverix’s entrance, leaning down and moving his mouth against his back. “Beg me, Avillian.”

Maverix narrowed his optics and balled his hands into fists. “I wouldn’t beg you for fuck!” He gulped again as he felt Rampage moving away.

“Suit yourself. I’ll leave you to wallow in your lust. That’s torture enough.” Rampage snickered slightly at the thought and got to his feet, turning to leave.

Maverix punched the water and sighed “Wait. Come back…” Maverix made a face. Any other time he would have blasted Rampage in the back, but this was different and he was much too insane with lust to let his potential fuck walk away.

“Why? All I want to do is see you suffer. It’s the only satisfaction I’ll get.”

“I’ll do anything.”

“Anything?” Maverix winced at the hopefulness in Rampage’s voice. Maverix sat back and looked at Rampage who was facing him now. “There’s only one thing I want more then to torture you….”

“And that is?”

Rampage flattened his palm against his own chest. “Nightwing owns my soul…”

“I’ll…get it back… If not for this, then so it’ll be one when I destroy you.”

“Fair enough.” Rampage slid back to Maverix and kissed him hard on the mouth. “Where were we? Oh yes…” He moved behind him and slid his tip against Maverix’s entrance, stroking the Avillian’s penis with his left hand. He listened to Maverix’s moans and whimpers, loving the control he had over the large male. He could make his partner cum and then leave him there alone. Or cum himself without thinking of his lover’s needs. He leaned down and slowly slid his mouth between Maverix’s massive wings, drinking in the shuddering beneath him. He let a little precum ooze from his tip and coat the Avillian’s ready opening. That was more then Maverix could handle. The dirty eroticism of the ordeal, the sadistic treatment, and the lust of feeling someone else touch him sent him over the edge and he cried out as he came. Rampage smirked and straightened, watching the cum mix with the water bellow them. “My turn.” He whispered as he rammed into Maverix without thinking. The Avillian screamed at the pain and bunched up some gravel in his hands. He could feel tears forming at the corners of his eyes and he squeezed them shut to prevent any crying. Maverix whimpered. He knew he should have anticipated the pain of this joining. Rampage, on the other hand, was loving every second of it as he slammed in repeatedly, holding Maverix’s hips tightly. “Am I hurting you, Maverix?” He panted hoarsely. Maverix nodded in response, his teeth clenched shut. “You know I love to see you in pain. Show me how much I’m hurting you.”

“I feel like my head is going to explode.” Maverix couldn’t stop his voice from shaking as he began crying out with every thrust of Rampage’s massive unit.

“Just the way I like it.” The Ravenan chuckled deeply as he struggled on the edge of insanity. He couldn’t help studying Maverix’s strong back. The way his wings glimmered when they were wet and the way his massive shoulders flexed when he moved his arms. Rampage gulped and closed his eyes as it dawned on him that he was genuinely starting to enjoy himself. He dug his fingers into Maverix’s waist, moaning as it caused his partner to yelp even louder. Rampage took a deep breath and leaned toward Maverix’s ears. “I can’t handle it… I’m…!” Rampage couldn’t finish his sentence. The second he felt his chest brush his partner’s back, he lost it, and spraying load after load of his hot seed into Maverix’s tight ass. Maverix cringed as he felt the liquid filling him to the brim, some of it spilling out and running down his thighs. Pulling out slowly, Rampage fell back into the water as Maverix fell forward, both of them drained and covered in each other’s juices. Maverix rolled onto his back and studied his enemy.

He thought to himself, smiling slightly at how tired Rampage looked. He quickly caught himself, his mouth shutting as he stood on legs of gelatin. “I’ll let you live today, Rampage. But next time…”

Rampage glared after the Avillian. “Remember your promise.”

Maverix turned back, his face lightening for a second. “You can count on me… But only because I promised.” He retrieved his gun and armor, snapping the latter back into place and walking away. “See ya ’round…”

“Right…” Rampage struggled to his feet and finished his shower, pressing the recent events to the back of his mind. He smirked as he remembered that Maverix was the younger brother of the Avillian Leader who was still in the influence of the Darkside curse. “I wonder if the evil Fenix is as good a fuck as his brother?”