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Otto Time Cafe: Disturbia	By : DeusExProcella Category: +M through R > PowerPuff Girls Views: 3519 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff Girls or Samurai Jack, I make no money from writing this.

Chapter List
- 1-Like a Thief in the Night
- 2-To Consume You
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Otto Time Cafe:

Like a Thief in the Night
It was a particularly warm night in Townsville, with only an occasional breeze giving relief to the sleepy citizens. One young girl sighed, leaning on her window sill and staring off at the city. The humid breeze drifted in through her open window, caressing her cheek. She sighed and brushed her long hair out of her face. Her room was dark, lit only by the starlight outside, and silent save for a small oscillating fan and the tick-tock ticking of the clock on her wall. Blossom Utonium took a deep breath and let it out in a puff.
It was too humid to sleep. Her thin nightgown was sticking to her skin; rivulets of sweat trailed teasingly down her body. Blossom shook her head and went back to her bed, falling back against the cool sheets and staring blankly at the ceiling. She wracked her brain, trying to think of something, anything to take her mind off the humidity.
His face flashed in her mind; Blossom's cheeks turned scarlet and she sat up furiously, clenching her fists and puffing up her cheeks. “No!” she scolded herself, “I will not think about that jerk!” She stared at her window, eyes narrowed and determined. She tightened her fists and bit her lip. The demon's face flashed vividly in her mind's eye again. Sighing in defeat, Blossom collapsed on her bed in frustration.
“He's so mean...” she muttered to herself, going over her memorized checklist of reasons that she couldn't stand him, “He's arrogant, and he never calls me by my real name! And...” she held out her hand, presenting her best argument, “He's an evil monster,” she smirked in satisfaction and closed her eyes.
There he was, wearing a goofy, yet somehow charming smile. He spoke, his rich baritone voice making her heart flutter. Blossom blushed once again and smiled wistfully, “He is handsome for a monster...” she whispered, “And very smart, and full of life and enthusiasm,” She hugged herself and a gleeful sigh escaped her lips, “And he calls me Sakura-chan...” He made her feel special, not just the third part of her sisters. To him, she was Sakura-chan and they were the Powerpuff Girls.
Blossom huffed and looked up at her ceiling, the glee slipping away from her expression, “So mysterious...I barely know anything about him,” He owned the Otto Time Cafe and ran it with Him. He was a monster, and a colossal jerk, but he was so handsome and charming. Blossom frowned. That was really all she knew about him. Just a small list of adjectives.
“I couldn't just ask...” she murmured. It would just be strange. He was a monster, just a friend of a friend that she barely knew. And he was an adult, with his own life and dreams and goals. Blossom sighed and rolled over onto her belly, pulling her pillow into a tight hug and burying her face in the soft material.
She was a teenager, was it really so odd to be interested in an adult? She was mature for her age, it just made sense to want someone more...intellectually stimulating, she thought. Her cheeks heated up. So maybe it wasn't just a mental attraction. He was handsome, as she kept reminding herself. A handsome, charming...older monster. Blossom closed her eyes and sighed in defeat. It only made matters worse whenever she spoke to him. He always knew just how to tease her until she couldn't speak straight. Even if he didn't fluster her near to tears, she was certain that if her family knew, they'd disapprove. Buttercup...wasn't the subtlest person in Townsville.
“If only I could just...know him,” she rolled her eyes. It sounded even more stupid out loud. Trying to push Aku out of her mind, Blossom gave her pillow a tight hug and prepared to try drifting off to sleep.
Out of her mind.
Blossom's eyes snapped open and she sat up gasping with joy. That was the answer, she thought blissfully. Of course, why hadn't she considered it before? Her elation left her instantly, her rational mind taking over. She hadn't considered it before because it was a horrible invasion of privacy, rude, and immoral...possibly even illegal. But! Her grin returned to her face as quickly as it had left. It was also easy and mostly harmless!
Astral Projection! The Powerpuff Girls possessed the ability to, when sleeping, leave their own dreams and visit those belonging to other people. Outside of the Sandman incident, they hadn't used the power much, except to occasionally check on one another. But, it was harmless, it was simple, and there was no way Aku would even know she'd ever done it!
“If I could see his dreams, I'd definitely get to know him better!” Blossom giggled and laid back down, snuggling under her sheets and getting comfortable. It was going to be a busy night...but hopefully by morning, she'd know more about the monster called Aku.
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Blossom rubbed her eyes, looking around the massive hall she'd appeared in. She was sure this was Aku's dream, but what was it he was dreaming? Bare feet softly padding across the hot metal floor, the Powerpuff girl wandered through the hallway. She paused to reach out and touch the walls, gasping and pulling away. The fires were petrified, but were still hot. Licking her lips and taking a deep breath, she heard noises coming from the down the hall.
Blossom shuffled along quietly, her heart racing as the noises grew louder. There was a staircase at the end of the hallway; the noises were coming from the room at the top. Blossom slid up the first few steps, then froze. Her face grew hotter, her cheeks redder when she finally took a moment to listen closely. It was moaning, she heard moaning coming from upstairs.
“Maybe I should leave?” she whispered, her voice barely a breath. No, she thought, climbing a few more steps. She was only visiting the dream, she could easily disguise or hide herself if she needed to. Her astral projection gave her a variety of powers normally reserved for a lucid dreamer in their own dream. Her resolve steadied, Blossom nodded and sneaked up the last few steps, slipping quietly into the room.
It was a loft, with pink carpet and vibrant wallpaper that nearly glowed in the soft light cast by the lamp on the nightstand. There was a king-size, maybe even bigger, bed in the middle of the room. If she thought she couldn't blush more, Blossom was wrong. Her hands flew to her mouth, just barely managing to stifle her surprised gasp. Her heart pounded in her chest like a jackhammer; she felt her knees getting weak and her belly doing flips.
The first thing she noticed was Aku, his face flushed, with a hungry growl parting his lips. He was coated in a sheen of sweat, leaning over Him's prone form. The red-skinned demon gasped and moaned shamelessly, tongue hanging out of his mouth as Aku thrust himself into the smaller demon's ass again and again. Him arched his back before burying his face in his arms once more. There was raw ecstasy on his face; he cried for Aku, in a breathless voice, to fuck him harder, to fuck him deeper.
Blossom trembled, the fluttering in her belly spreading down between her legs. She bit down on her thumb, desperate to hide her presence. Yet...a small moan slipped out. Aku's head snapped up, his unfocused eyes locking in on her. Then, to Blossom's horror, his vision cleared.
“Sakura-chan...Aku does not recall inviting you to join him this evening...are you perhaps, an intruder?” he asked with a knowing grin. The color drained from Blossom's face. She took a step back, nearly tripping over her numb legs. Him moaned and sat up.
“Aku...Aku, don't stop. We've only just begun,” he purred. Aku ran his fingers across the small of Him's back; the smaller demon whimpered and shuddered, turning to look at him with pleading eyes. And just like that, Him was gone. Aku slid out of the bed and stalked toward Blossom; the young girl's eyes went wide, staring up at his lecherous grin. Her gaze drifted away from his smile, tracing the muscles of his chest, slipping across his toned abs. Blossom gasped and shivered when she caught sight of his still rock hard cock. She took another numb step back; he was so big...bigger than she'd imagined.
“Yes, you like what you see, do you not, Sakura-chan? What brings you into Aku's dreams this evening, it surely was not Aku?” he taunted, closing the distance between them with long, lazy strides. Blossom just couldn't look away from his member, so close she could just reach out to touch it, “Is that an offer, Sakura-chan?” Blossom clamped her mouth shut; she hadn't realized it was hanging open. Aku chuckled and leaned down to her eye level. He tilted her chin up; his touch! His touch was indescribable. She whimpered and rose up on her tip toes, mouth inches from his. He was just out of reach, she thought with a soft moan. He caressed her cheek, relishing in the way she trembled. Blossom shuffled her feet, rubbing her legs together to quiet the tingle buzzing in her groin.
“I just...wanted to...I didn't mean to,” she struggled to apologize. Her quivering voice was just above a whisper, it was a wonder the poor thing could even breathe. Aku chuckled. His warm breath brushed across her hot cheeks. Closing her eyes, she hovered off the ground and tried to close the brief distance between their lips. He conceded, their lips just touching in the tiniest kiss. It was like a cool drink of water in the desert. She couldn't help herself, purring and reaching for another taste. Aku put his finger to her lips, lowering her back to the ground.
“Ah...ah, not so fast, Sakura-chan...though you are welcomed, you were not invited. You've taken it upon yourself to invade Aku's dreams,” He scolded her. Blossom was devastated. She lowered her eyes to the ground, shame swelling in her heart. She bit her lip and fought back tears.
“I...I just...I didn't mean to,” she sobbed, a tear leaking down her cheek, “I just wanted...to get to know you better. I wanted...” she gasped. A single claw slid slowly down her back, leaving a sensation she could only describe as electrical in its wake. But, when Aku's hand slid up her nightgown and caressed her ass, the tingle in her pussy became a hot thirst.
The young girl shivered, on the verge of throwing herself into his arms. Aku brushed her hair back behind her ear, tracing the curve of her neck. She was panting, heart blasting in her chest. He felt it as his fingers brushed across her sensitive little breasts.
Her back ached, “No...it's not like that...” she moaned. Her breaths came in increasingly rapid puffs; his hand slid across her hips and between her legs. When his fingertips brushed against her cotton panties, damp with anticipation and desire, she whimpered and flew to his mouth, kissing it hungrily.
“Mmhmm,” she purred when his tongue slid into her mouth. Aku pressed her up against the wall, tracing the quivering lips of her pussy with his thumb, cradling her head in his other hand. His fingertips slid around the edge of her panties and gave them a small tug. Blossom broke away from the kiss, sucking air into her starving lungs.
“Aku, no...no, I can't...”
“You can't? Or you shouldn't?” he growled, into her ear. She writhed under his touch, offering no resistance when he gave her panties another tug.
“I shouldn't...we shouldn't...” she moaned. Aku kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear. His thumb slid beneath the cotton guard, gently, delicately rubbing across the lips of her dripping slit. Blossom nearly screamed and arched her back, only just holding back her eruption of bliss.
“But do you want it? Does your body betray you, Sakura-chan...or do you long for Aku?” His low, guttural groan tickled her neck. The fire in her sex was out of control. Blossom cried in small, clamped yips while Aku drew a trail of kisses down her shoulder, across her collar and down to her small breasts. Without waiting for her answer, Aku wrapped his lips around her nipple, suckling and stimulating her little tit with his long, nimble tongue. The thin fabric of her nightgown offered little resistance to the demon's attention. Blossom shook her head and bit her lip. With a drawn, high-pitched whine, she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder.
“God, yes...please, please, I want it so much!” she cried; Aku was only too happy to oblige, slipping away her panties with a flick of his wrist. Blossom whined when he pulled away from her breast, only to scream and buck her hips when his lips pressed against her pussy. His tongue, his magical tongue, fluttered along the edge of her slit, drinking up her sweet nectar. Blossom's eyes threatened to roll back in her head, impossible pleasure pouring out from the demon's lips, stoking the already raging inferno between her thighs.
“Oh Aku...Aku, yes! Oh, that feels s-s-so...oh...” Blossom collapsed, crying out again and again while he explored her hot virgin sex. When his tongue slipped inside her, she began to cry. With what remained of her dwindling strength, she slid her legs over his shoulders and bit down on one of his horns. Aku groaned and chuckled. Even his breath, lightly teasing her pussy was enough to send uncontrollably shivers through her.
“Aku...Aku...Aku...AH!” Blossom screamed and her eyes shot open. His tongue had discovered her swollen clit. Every kiss and flick of his tongue across the throbbing muscle was like a waterfall of sensation flooding her sex. Blossom rocked her hips back and forth; tears rolled down her cheeks and carnal cries of ecstasy escaped her lips, growing louder even as she lost her breath.
Every inch of her was shaking, Blossom was shaking! She bit down on his horn again, earning another moan of affirmation from the demon. She bit down with all the might she could muster, screaming. The first orgasm, her first orgasm, was incredible. She shook from head to toe, thrusting her hips as hard as she could, fighting against Aku's hold. She was sobbing, shaking. Her body glistened with sweat, her thighs glistened with her gushing juices.
“Are you pleased, Sakura-chan?” Aku asked, pulling her into his arms and kissing her hard. His tongue forced its way into her mouth, but Blossom offered no resistance. She moaned and soaked up his sweet kiss.
“Mmhmm...” she mumbled, pressing her hands against his powerful chest, tracing his muscles with her fingertips. Aku pulled away, kissing her nose and then her forehead. He chuckled, caressing her ass once more.
“Do you wish for more?” he asked in her ear. Blossom started to nod, but quickly shook her head.
“I...I have t-t-to go...I have to g-go home...I have to,” she moaned and whimpered; his fingertips teased her little slit again, one even slipping inside her. Blossom gasped, and rocked in his hold.
“You invaded my dreams, my privacy, Sakura-chan, do you not think you owe Aku an apology?”
“I'm sorry,” she whispered, quivering anew under his teasing touch, exploring inside her like no one ever had before. Like she'd only dreamed he would, but never believed he would.
“I don't believe that will suffice,” Aku chided, capturing her lips in another deep kiss. She was too weak to fight him anymore, she could only pout and whimper. Aku chuckled and pulled his hand away, licking his fingers clean. She moaned breathlessly, licking her lips, “You came to learn, Sakura-chan...Aku is here to teach you,” Blossom cocked her head, confused only for a moment until she felt his head pressing against her slit. She gasped, digging her fingernails into his chest and clenching her teeth.
“Aku...” she moaned.
“Do you object, Blossom?” he asked. She clenched her eyes shut and shook her head.
“No...No, but...will it hurt?” Her breath caught in her throat as he started to slide inside her. Blossom grunted and tears sprang to her eyes. Aku brushed her hair back and kissed her gently.
“The first time is always the hardest, Sakura-chan,” She nodded and squirmed, grunting in pain again as he slid deeper still. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest, crying, but moaning and whispering, “Oh, Aku...oh, Aku...” The second thrust was a little faster than the first, she yelped and sobbed into his chest. The third was harder than the second. Blossom groaned when the fourth thrust came and went. The pain was intense, but fading fast with every thrust of his hips. She bit down on her knuckle, trying to stifle her own cries.
“Shh...” Aku caressed her hair and kissed her head. He was thrusting rhythmically into her now, though only holding himself back by sheer force of will. Blossom arched her back, nearly pulling away from his embrace. She threw herself back at him, her lips crashing against his.
Aku groaned and began to thrust harder and faster. Tiny moans and whimpers of pleasure pierced through Blossom's fading cries of pain. She started to thrust in beat with him, groaning in new-found bliss. Blossom arched her back again, breaking the kiss and gasping for air.
“More!” she moaned, “Harder!” He obliged eagerly, pressing her back against the wall. Blossom's moans turned to screams. Her chest heaved in ecstasy, her eyes wide and a desperate, hungry smile spread across her lips, “Faster! Harder!” she cried, rocking her hips against his
Blossom threw her head back and screamed, lost adrift in the crashing waves of another, even greater orgasm. Though she felt she was drowning in pleasure, the fire blazing inside her only burned hotter and brighter. Swallowed a gasp of air, she smashed her lips against Aku's once more.

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Blossom writhed and moaned heavily, pushing her pillows off her bed, knocking everything off her nightstand. Her hand slid into her panties and her fingers pumped against her clit. The grin spread across her face only grew as the hot night got hotter still.
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