Misadventures: Another Side

Dislcaimer: I don't own what's not mine, and make no money of this... so there. Hah.

Before you say ANYTHING... I have NO idea WHAT went through my mind while writing this... besides what I actually wrote here anyway. This is mainly a self-pleasure thing, but it could also be consider M/F at the same time, considering that part is mostly a fantasy...

Anyway, read on if you dare...


Chapter 3: Dreaming of You

The sun was shining brightly over the land around Barton Town. Barton Town was the picture of a quiet and peaceful place, yet you'd never guess the events that had happened here. Around Halloween time, Jack, the living spirit of Halloween, was flasely accused of setting turmoil by Santa, father of Christmas. The result had been a badly hurt Santa, who had come back for revenge near Christmas. Then a mysterious hero appeared who stopped the two, and was really none other then Gino Gambino, son of the most powerful person in Gaia, Johnny K. Gambino.

In Barton Town was a clothing store known as Barton Boutique, run by Ian and his talking cat, Rufus. Ian was a man who had been through a hard time in a rather short time span. He had been accused to setting fire to the Gambino Mansion on Halloween, the same Halloween that Santa had accused Jack of ruining. Although he had been voted not guilty, a mystery sniper had decided to execute his own justice by shooting him. Soon after Ian was released from the hospital, he had been challenged to a battle to the death, over a woman he loved.

Besides him was Leon, a guard who ran the Guilds, special organizations that many Gaians joined to express their own similar ideas. One to always make trouble for him was Rina, a girl who ran the flower shop, often making beautiful bouquets for lovers to give to each other. Agatha, a more elderly woman, ran a jewelry store where many would buy expensive trinkets for themselves, or as gifts.

Here, on the outskirts of this town, was Gaia Corps, said to be where the Admins ran Gaia from. It is also said that almost everything that happens in Gaia is monitored here. On the opposite side of town was the small building that Snidne and his team used as headquaters. It seemed more like an apartment then anything, but that was just for show, and served it's purpose well.

Here, near the back was a pool that Snidne, for what appeared to be no reason, had bought and installed. Despite that he maintained and paid for it, he never used it, which struck some of his team as odd. They knew he could swim, because before Snidne had come to Gaia, he lived on an island owned entirely by his foster family. His real mother was nowhere to be found, though Snidne had looked long and far, while his father had died in an attempt to save him from a terrible fate that befell his own hometown. As such, they had escaped onto the island, where Snidne was raised and left behind a vast fortune that he threw away in order to see what lay in the world.

Snidne in question was sitting at the pool deck, reading a book while taking sips of some red liquid out of a glass. It was wine, one of the few things Snidne actually paid for. It was specially made in a far-away place and shipped only to those who ordered it. Sure it was expensive, but he liked it. It was also one of the few things he didn't have to worry about, as no one else on the team actually liked the stuff and henceforth, would not try to take some for parties.

In the pool already was Colette in a one-piece light blue bathing suit, Dooley in a two-piece purple bikini, and Cross, in some red swiming trunks. Celestial was also wearing a bikini, lime green, and was sunbathing, while Twonk and Infernas were not out here at all. At least, no one saw them come out anyway. Snidne causally turned a page as he brought his clear glass up for another drink, setting the book down and letting the red liquid swirl in his mouth a bit before swallowing.

He turned to the water where Cross and Dooley were having a swiming race, as far as he could tell. Colette seemed to be judging who would win as they came around past her. He figured it would be a few laps before the race was over, knowing how Cross would love to challenge himself with how much he could take. Colette smiled to him and waved.

Suddenly, Colette and the others in the water got closer somehow. He looked around and noticed his chair wasn't in the exact same place he had been resting. And he also realized why the second that he toppled over into the water. The water rippled friecely as Snidne, still fully clothed, fell in with a big Splash! both making Colette cry out in surprise and Cross stopping his swimming in time to avoid a collision with Snidne. Snidne brought his head up above the water, shaking it and rubbing the water out of his eyes.

"Damn it Twonk!"

Twonk was smiling from above him in his orange swimming trunks, along with Infernas who wore his black and silver trunks. Snidne figured that more then one person might be required to move the chair with him on it, but he seriously doubted Infernas would try and assist. Celestial, who had looked up in surprise a the splash, now tried to conceal the grin on her face as she waited for Snidne's eventual outrage.

"Hey boss, you should really cool off." Twonk said with a grin.

"Twonk, you are so DEAD when I get out!" Snidne yelled as he swam to the edge and began to pull himself out, when Infernas, who was also grinning, pushed him back in. With another Splash! Snidne fell back in. However, he didn't emerge untill later, swimming underwater until he could reach an edge of the pool where he was certain that he wouldn't be pushed back in.

"Sorry Snidne, I couldn't resist." Infernas said, now laughing.

"Damn it, if I wasn't so drenched I would teach you something..." He trudged his way off inside, in hopes to dry off and change. Dooley got out of the pool and streached her body. She walked over to Twonk and pushed him in, causing another loud Splash!

"Cause Snidne is too busy to do it himself." She smiled, as Infernas laughed loudly.


Inside the living room, Dooley walked in, making sure to wrap herself in her towel and dry her feet. She found the wet footprints toward Snidne's office and followed them, opening the unlocked door.

"Hey Snidne, I hope your not too mad, Twonk was just-"

But her words were cut short. She simply stared at Snidne, who had his shirt off and a towel drying his hair. There he stood, looking toward her with the top half of his body naked, his slight muscle shown to her. His body was still slightly wet, and if she hadn't known better, she would thought that he just came out of a shower. Small drips of water fell from the tip of his hair onto the carpet below.

Suddenly Snidne reached over and pushed her out of the room. "Damn it, can't I get some privacy while I change?" With that, he slammed the door shut.

Dooley sighed, and started to walk toward her room, no longer in the mood for swimming. Now she was starting to feel frustrated, and she knew the perfect thing to relieve herself of such stress. Entering her room and locking it, her bedroom wasn't too much different then the other bedrooms. She did have several hooks where she hung her ninja grab and tools, but nothing else seemed out of the ordinary. At least to other people.

She fell back on her bed, laying back over it as she let her hands tickle her stomache. It wasn't the first time she had done this, that she fantisized about guys loving her, or many times, her watching two other guys 'having fun'. It was a pasttime of sorts, something to keep herself occupied or to relieve stress. Besides, it had been some time since she had done this, and the fact Snidne hadn't been in the best of moods when she hoped to offer some comfort didn't help much either.

Her hands trialed upwards as she began her 'dream'.

The soothing sound of waves against the shore calmmed her to no end. She was lying on a large beach towel, overlooking the setting sun as it was disappearing over the horizen, as if it decided to sink into the sea. The sand all around her was shining softly, as if mircoscopic gems were there instead. She sighed, smelling the salty sea air, letting the feeling fill her lungs.

Dooley shivered as she ran her hands over her breasts that were still covered by her bikini. Her breath started to come up short, the pleasure running through her.

She took another deep breath, closing her eyes, as she felt another presence nearby, running his hand over her body, softly touching the skin there as she let out another sigh. The person there rubbed his body over her, as she could feel him leave a kiss on her neck, causing a slight moan to emit from her. He continued to leave his butterfly kisses over her, leading up to her lips, capturing them as their tounges wrestled.

Dooley let her breasts free of the material, exposing them to the air. She rubbed them, enjoying the feeling of her nipples hardening as she pinched them lightly, pulling on them slightly.

Her mystery lover had won their tounge battle, letting it run down her body, as her bikini top was removed. She gaspped again as she felt her breast being suckled gently, before he bit down on her nipple. Once that was finished he worked on her other breast, gently rolling her other nipple with his tounge, occasionally flicking it. Dooley opened her eys between gasps at looked to her mystery lover. His face looked to her as he let out a smile that could take her breath away.

Dooley's eyes shot open. No way... no way I didn't just see... But she had. She had seen perhaps the one person she would never, not even in her wildest fantasies, ever dream about. But right now she was too horny to care, her want and desire taking over her mind's rational thought, before she let the erotic dream continue.

Snidne rubbed Dooley's breasts again, causing her to let out another moan. Satisfied with that for now, he ran his tounge down her body, dipping it into her navel, enjoying the squeal that came from her. She gripped his blue hair rather roughly, as she brought him up for another firece kiss, their tounges dancing once more.

Perhaps it was because she had seen him half naked, was the reason that he invaded her dream, but still Snidne was her boss. She couldn't begin to think about what might happen if he ever found out she was actually going to get off thinking about him, much less thinking of him about to pleasure her. She would be lucky to escape him killing her, though she knew he'd probably fire her. Still, what she had seen was probably something no one, except perhaps the one lucky girl they could find him to out with, should he ever feel attracted to her, would ever see, still wet from having fallen in the pool no less. Perhaps that was why this dream was on the beach.

Snidne had lived a tough life, that was sure. He hardly ever opened up to people, including the foster sister he had grown up with. In truth, Snidne had probably never even shown true love to anyone he knew, not even to the family that raised him. Not complete, unconditional love anyway. Not to mention that some time ago, Snidne had gotten into an accident that forced him to cut off his own right arm, although Manga had built a new mechanical one that perfectly resembled his own. The skin on the arm, although not real, would probably even feel real enough so that had she not known any better, Snidne had nothing to hide there.

Always trying to be unfeeling, always busying himself, Snidne hardly ever found time to indulge in things he wanted, besides maybe his wine. Then why was it not so difficult to imagine him doing this, displaying his own feelings of want for her, even if it was a dream? Perhaps, like many of the team, she believed that this side of Snidne, the side that Snidne had constantly pushed away and forced himself to forget, still existed, waiting for him to cave in and just accept his own emotions and feelings.

God I feel so hot... Dooley thought, as she dipped one of her hands under the lower half of her bikini and rubbed there.

Somehow, she didn't know how or when, Snidne had removed the last of her clothing. Suddenly she gave a pout. Although he was topless, he still had on his black pants. "No fair, you have to undress too..."

Snidne smiled and removed his own pants, only to reveal he was wearing dark green trunks underneath. "Better?"

She was about to say no, when he kissed her nack again, causing another moan to escape. That was when she felt it, as he rubbed his body with her's, his own erection pressing against her. She squirmed and wiggled, hoping to feel more of him, and at all disappointed by the low moan Snidne emitted as he felt himself getting hotter, his erection throbbing excitingly, wanting it's release, wanting her.

Dooley was thrashing on the bed now, rubbing her sweet spot underneath the soft fabric as hard as she could. Damn the consequences, damn if she thought it was wrong, or even a mistake to be thinking of him, she wanted this badly.

Snidne had finally removed his own trunks, revealing his length, about seven inches. Dooley gasped at it, as her legs spread themselves open, a silent invitation to him. He smiled again to her, that same smile he had when one of his plans came to fruit, or he had managed to outwit someone and get away. It was a look of both confidence and determination, one that right now, seemed to drive her wild, made a fire that burned between her legs. One that she wanted him to douse.

"Please... hurry..."

He positioned himself near her, and with a quick thrust, went completely inside her. She let out a cry of pleasure, as she felt him filling her up, adjusting to his size. Her hips bucked, a silent message to continue, and Snidne pulled out, slowly, until just the tip of his own penis was in her before thrusting it in quickly again.

Dooley had slipped a finger inside of her at this point, feeling her own hips buck involuntarily at the feeling. She played with herself like this for awhile, until she added a second finger, increasing the pleasure. Her own juices were dripping down into the bedsheets, and completely drenched her bikini bottom.

The sweet nector that was flowing from her made it easy for Snidne to thrust into her, each time increasing in speed, each one becoming harder.

"Ohh... yess... yes... that's so... oh Snidne... yes..."

She would have been completely surprised if she could somehow even form a complete thought at this point, but when Snidne lifted her hips to push in deeper, her mind shattered, leaving nothing but the feeling of him filling her to the brim with sweet pleasure, diving her foward to the release she was so desperately waiting for. It was growing inside her, like a dam ready to burst, and she could tell it wouldn't be long before either one of them came now.

Suddenly, Snidne let out a final thrust before his body tensed, and she felt him releasing into her, his warm essence filling her. This was it, the breaking point, as her own orgasm ripped out, causing a scream of pleasure to his growl of lust that, had anyone else been on this beach, they would have known for certain what they were doing and what was happening to them both.

Dooley let out a cry as she felt her fingers brush against her clit, as an intense orgasm rushed up, her body arching off the bed as she rode it out for as long as she could. When she was done, she felt completely satisfied, although she still had trouble getting the fact out of her mind that it was Snidne that she had been thinking of as he did those pleasurable things to her...

With her hand still under her bikini bottom, and the door safely locked, she fell asleep.


Twonk had entered Snidne's office, finding him reading some papers. His clothes were changed and he was dry as he looked up to see who had entered. "Hey there, sorry about earlier. I just wish you'd join us and have fun."

"Forget it." Snidne's mood had calmed down some, although admittingly it had taken a full bottle of wine to ease himself. "You have your own way of having fun, I have mine. Everyone still out there?" he asked causally, pouring himself another glass before getting up and walking around.

"Yeah, Infernas and Cross are racing. Infernas says he's sorry too." Snidne nodded and took a sip, before shuddering so violently that he dropped the glass onto the floor, causing it to break, the contents spilling out and staining the carpet. Snidne gripped his desk as he let the feeling subside. "Whoa you ok?" Twonk asked nervously, wondering if maybe he was still angry about what happened before.

"Yeah, I'm... I'm fine." He shook himself before letting go of the desk. His legs seemed to have lost the will to support him for a moment but now everything was ok again. "That was wierd..."

"I don't know," Twonk laughed. "I mean, with what we've been through... wierd is normal."

Snidne couldn't help but laugh at that, before he went out to find something to clean up the mess, and maybe get another glass to have a final drink before finishing his book that he had been reading outside.