The dark alley of New York was vibrating with an electric tension, charged by Lorna's magnetic powers. The air was heavy, saturated with a raw desire that seemed to distort the very space around them. Under the faint glow of a flickering streetlight, Yuki, her white hair radiating like silk under the light, casually leaned against a brick wall. Her Six Eyes captured every quiver of Lorna, every flutter of her eyelashes, every drop of sweat beading on her skin.
A few steps away, Lorna — Polaris — breathed with contained fury. Her green curls, tousled by magnetic energy, framed a face marked by a mix of defiance and desire. Her slender body vibrated with an untamed power, her restless fingers sending metallic sparks dancing through the air.
"Do you really think you can ignore me, Yuki?" Her voice was hoarse, almost a growl, but betrayed a deeper thirst. She stepped forward, her boots hammering the damp concrete, her hips swaying with calculated arrogance.
Yuki raised an eyebrow slowly, a predatory smile stretching his lips. "And you, do you think you can keep up with me, little mutant?" he murmured, his voice velvety like a threatening caress. The Six Eyes recorded everything: the provocative curve of her breasts under the torn fabric, the shiver of her skin when his gaze roamed over her, the slight tremble of her parted lips.
Lorna did not back down. On the contrary, she closed the distance with a determined step, until their breaths mingled. "I'm not following you." She dug her nails into her sweatshirt, defying the Unlimited Technique that blocked her movement. "I want you."
A flash of surprise crossed Yuki's eyes before he deactivated his barrier. "Then take me, if you can."
In one swift motion, he activated the "Cang" Positive Rotation, a gravitational pull that sent her crashing against him. Lorna collided with his chest with a muffled moan, her breasts pressed against him, her fingers clutching his shoulders as if to prevent him from fleeing.
Their kiss was a battle. Clashing teeth, entwining tongues, mingled breaths in a struggle for control. Yuki bit her lip, eliciting a cry that he muffled by delving deeper. His hands roamed her back, buried in her hair, then descended to swiftly tear off her top, exposing her skin to the nighttime air.
"Yuki—"
"Silence."
He pinned her against the wall, the cold concrete contrasting with the heat of their bodies. His mouth closed over a breast, sucking, nibbling, while his fingers slipped under the waistband of her jeans. Lorna arched her back, a cry escaping her when he found her soaked core.
"Already so wet..." he chuckled, his fingers delving into her with cruel precision. "Is this what you wanted?"
Lorna screamed, her nails clawing his back through the fabric, her hips rolling against his hand. Around them, metallic objects vibrated, lifted by her uncontrollable powers.
"Control yourself, or I will punish you."
She defied his order. A metal rod brushed against her neck—
SMACK.
His hand landed on her bare buttock, leaving a scarlet mark. Lorna moaned, but her smile was triumphant. "More."
Yuki growled, impatiently undoing her jeans. "On your knees."
She obeyed, her lips enveloping his length with disordered fervor. Her moans reverberated against his skin, her fingers digging into his thighs. He guided her movements, his hips pulsing in rhythm, until he abruptly pulled her away from her task.
"Turn around."
Against the wall, bent, offered, she felt the tip of his erection pressing against her entrance.
"You belong to me."
He thrust in one motion, filling her to the hilt. Lorna clawed at the brick, her cry echoing in the alley.
Yuki dominated every thrust, every calculated movement designed to drive her wild. She begged, implored, but he slowed just enough to make her delirious before ramping up again.
When the orgasm washed over her, her powers exploded—a streetlight burst into a shower of sparks. Yuki groaned, holding her close as he climaxed, marking his territory with a hoarse breath.
When he withdrew, Lorna slid down the wall, panting, her legs trembling.
"Not bad... for a first time." He adjusted his jeans, his smile full of promises.
Lorna raised her head, her eyes shining with a renewed challenge. "Next time... it will be you begging."
Yuki burst into laughter, vanishing into the shadows with the grace of a predator. "Your turn to try, mutie."