An Evil to Bare With | By : Thedarktemptress Category: +G through L > He-Man Views: 2954 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N- I would like to thanked reineSeele so
much, for helping me edit this fanfiction, you're a
great help sweetie! Please note that this fanfic is
taken place with no introductions to the OC. Her character will be revealed a
little bit throughout the story so no one gets confused for her immediate appearance, this will also make you keep
reading (...yay!) Please review.
Chapter One- Seductive Evil
Strolling along the dark corridors of Snake Mountain
was a slim woman dressed in a long red dress, which fell to her feet. The dress
wrapped around her figure and hugged her curves. Her hair, with a hint of white
at the tips, fell off of her shoulders. The woman ran her hand down some of the
paintings that hung on the stone walls of the somber halls. Her lips, obscured
by shadows, formed a smirk and her blue eyes opened. She had finally reached
the throne room.
“Well, well, well, how is the infamous Overlord of Evil doing?” Darla swung
her hips, attracting his attention as she approached the demon-like lord of Snake Mountain.
At the sight of her, Skeletor released a grunt. How he hated this woman. She
had come out of no where and had somehow managed to
convince him of letting her assist him with his work. Of course, Skeletor told
her to prove herself first before ever approaching him with a request.
Her magic was amazing. She did the trick. Now she stays at Snake Mountain
as the new witch of the place. Skeletor wanted badly to
destroy her. After getting rid of his disloyal right-hand witch, Evil-Lyn, he
absolutely needed another servant to take her place, and this woman fit the
spot. Yet the urge to do her harm aroused throughout his nerves. He finds her
incredibly annoying and controlling. Every time he puts her in her place, she
still seems to continue her ways. Skeletor has assumed that she enjoys the
horrible punishments that are given to her. These punishments would put fear
and alarm in anyone, but not her, not Darla.
Darla ran her sharp nails along Skeletor’s broad
shoulders. She pressed harder as she tried to catch Skeletor’s
attention. He growled in a low, dark tone.
Darla twisted her lip and punched him in the arm. “Aww,
you never wanna have fun.” Her whiny voice made Skeletor’s bones crack.
“Get out Darla, I haven’t summon you for anything!” he retorted, gripping at
his Havoc staff. Darla raised her eyebrow at Skeletor. She ran her finger
across his chest as she hopped onto his lap. Skeletor glared an irritated look
at her. Does this woman ever listen to a word I say?!
Darla batted her eyes at him. “Oh come on Skeletor, I’m good company and I
like being with you.” Darla brought her face closer to Skeletor’s.
He stared directly into her eyes without emotion.
“Only because you, Darla, find pleasure in tearing at my
inner soul. I despise your company.”
“Oh yeah, then why are you trying to hide your arousal?” Darla pushed,
giving Skeletor an I-told-you-so-now-give-me-sex sort of look. He growled
again.
“Get off me, witch.”
Like a child, Darla crossed her arms and shut her eyes. “No.”
“NOW!” he barked, eyes on the verge of becoming
red.
“Hmph. Make me.”
Skeletor was fed up. He jerked Darla off of his lap and she fell onto the
ground. “Hey!” she shrieked as she watched Skeletor all flared up, aiming his
havoc staff at her.
“Darla, leave.” Skeletor was serious.
“No, I want to see you blast me.” She crossed her arms again and smirked.
“Is this girl deaf or insane?!” Skeletor thought. He sighed and grabbed
Darla up by the arm.
“Ha! I knew you weren’t going to do it,” she said.
“No, I just don’t think that I should even bother if you enjoy it so much.”
He dropped her arm and walked back to his throne. Darla smiled wickedly and
wrapped Skeletor’s cloak around her hand. She jerked
him back.
“But you know what I would enjoy more?” she asked, curling her lips to release
a hidden giggle.
Her voice… Skeletor jolted his cloak forward, pushing Darla in his grip. “You annoying little pain. If you do not remove yourself
from my sight, your body will be laying among the dead.” His stern look
would’ve sent shivers down anyone’s spine and fear running coldly through their
blood. Yet Darla remained present. She let go of Skeletor’s
cloak and started outlining his muscular chest with her fingers.
“I’d rather have my body laying in your bed, my lord.” All of a sudden
Darla’s voice became soothing and filled with lust. “I know he’ll give in, he
always gives in,” She thought, winking and smiling at the Overlord.
Darla had seemingly enjoyed these last few weeks, making Skeletor’s
skin crawl. She does enjoy his company, and oddly enough only plants her body
upon his. She finds Skeletor funny and charming in her own little way, which no
one else will ever comprehend.
Skeletor growled viciously as he held back the temptation of grabbing Darla
and having his way with her.
“Well, what do you say?” her voice kissed at his ear.
“Not again….,” he wailed in his head, even as his mind became cluttered with
lust. Skeletor spoke calmly. He pushed a strand of hair out of Darla’s face.
“Alright Darla, fine. I’ll meet you in my chambers, now go on.” Darla jumped up
and giggled.
“Yay!” She was about to
give Skeletor her most “loving” hug, but instead she felt his rough shoulder
push her back.
“Hey!” she pouted.
“Well, go!” he barked at Darla, his eyes beginning to burn once more. She
knew better then to provoke him with “kindness.” It had never been one of Skeletor’s strong points, neither the act itself nor all
the other things associated with it. This was exactly why Darla loved messing
with his weakness.
“Alright, fine, I’m going.” She swung her hips as she swaggered out of the
throne room, flipping her hair back for effect; she quickly turned around and
gave her last words before existing.
“My Lord, don’t be too long now: it doesn’t take me that long
to get out of my clothes.” She blew a kiss and was gone.
Skeletor, who was still pissed at her manipulative behaviour,
grunted aggressively, shrugged, and went back to his throne. He took his seat,
his hands tightly gripping the arm rest.
“Damn that witch. If I even tried giving her pain tonight, she’ll just keep
leeching onto me for more…,” he said, curling his clawed hand into a fist and
growling in his throat.
“No matter,” he muttered to himself, “I have more important things to deal
with; by tomorrow I’ll have set a perfect plan to solve my problem with Grayskull and gain a solution to conquer Eternia.” A cackle was beginning to emerge from the
Overlord.
“Yes,” he continued, “then I shall rule all, and
then I can give Darla what she deserves and it won’t be pretty.” He grabbed his
Havoc staff and headed to his chambers.
Darla was a pleasurable toy for Skeletor, but she has begun to bore him.
Once her services aren’t needed anymore, when he rules Eternia
and is rid of that forsaken He-man, she will know her place………or die.
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