Killer Orgasm

I do NOT own the characters mentioned below, the characters below are copyrighted by Namco.
I make no attempt to garner profit by this writing, this is for entertainment purposes only.
This is my first published fanfic. I welcome revues, but please try to be kind.
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Chapter 1.

With the destruction of Soul Edge, and the death of Nightmare, Tira felt a profound loss. Her life seemed empty now, as it was once before. Before she met Nightmare. After weeks of aimless wandering, she returned to Ostrheinburg castle to gather herself once again before perusing and destroy the one who was responsible for this chain of events, Siegfried Schtauffen.

It was Siegfried who defeated Nightmare at the cathedral, Siegfried who destroyed Soul Edge. He was the one who robbed her of her newfound existence. He had stolen her dreams, and her joy. A raging hatred brewed inside her, growing more and more intense until she was nearly consumed by her hate. “Siegfried must die.” She said as she set out to find him. Days turned to weeks, as she followed his trail, clue by clue. Twice it seemed she had lost his trail, only to find it again. Eventually she grew tired of the chase and decided to make him come to her. She went on a killing spree that would rival those of the Azure Knight himself, hoping to lure Siegfried to her. She would make their battleground the very one where he slew the Azure Knight. As it turns out she did not have to wait long.

“You’ll pay for what you’ve done!” she screamed as she watched him approach. Siegfried smiled. “No little girl, it is you who will pay. For taking the lives of the innocent, and serving that cursed blade.” “Shut up and die.” She yelled as she leaped at him. Siegfried barely had time to block, to avoid losing his head. As she rebounded from him he took a defensive stance and entered the fight. Tira fought for what seemed like ages, but found she had a new feeling welling up inside her. The fight was getting her aroused. Very aroused. Her nipples sliding inside her slashed green tunic were threatening to make her drop her guard, her kitty burned, ached with desire. Her mind clouded with lustful thoughts, she narrowly avoided being slashed in two. “How can this be happening?” she thought, to be so turned on by someone she hated so much. “This can’t be true”, she thought, as a nude vision of Siegfried flashed through her mind. “I’ll kill you. You bastard!” she spat, after dodging a vicious thrust. But in her mind’s eye, she didn’t see him thrusting with Requiem...

“I’ll cleave you in two you little green haired freak” he growled at her. But it only excited her more, the battle seemed to last for hours, but in truth only minutes had passed, she avoided the most damaging of his attacks, with only a few cuts to show, while she struck him 3 times, each attack biting into his armor, and the soft flesh below it. He charged her, ramming his shoulder into her side, and as he did so his face smashed into her breasts. She chuckled in delight as she fell to the ground. He roared and lifted Requiem over his head, prepared to deliver a crushing blow. She lashed out with her foot, tripping him. As he fell backward onto the ground he lost his grip and Requiem fell out of his hands. He turned his head to see it skidding across the floor as his head smashed into the cold tile floor hard. Tira rose up and kicked Requiem into the stream by the edge of the cathedral and picked up her weapon. She stood over Siegfried, Aiselne Drossel in hand, preparing to deliver the final blow.
Siegfried was completely helpless.
Tira leaned down.
Her face inches from his.
She did something neither of them expected.

She kissed him.
Hard and passionately.
She knew that this was the body that had once been the vessel that contained the power of the Soul Edge, this body was once the azure knight. She wanted this body. Badly.


She let her weapon slip from her grasp and held Siegfried down as she knelt. She ran one hand down Siegfried’s body till she got to where she wanted, she deftly undid the belt holding the armor on, and then the one on his pants. Siegfried lay, still as a statue “This must be some kind of trick..” he thought “..I must have hit my head harder than I thought.” He mumbled, but soon realized that this was no hallucination as Tira pulled his cock out. “Only partway up?” she chuckled ‘I’ll fix that” she said. In truth, Siegfried had been aroused watching her fight, her lithe body contorting and twisting around as she fought him, but the blow to the back of his head had put a damper on his mood. That is until Tira slid her lips around his shaft. Her mouth was warm and wet, her tongue flicking across the head of his cock, making him harder by the second. Her jade green lips wrapped around him was an exhilarating experience as he watched her green haired head bob up and down.

“Mmmmmm...... that’s better” she grinned as she pulled his pants down further. She began to suck again as she nimbly stretched her left leg up to his stomach and unfastened her metal greaves. “Damn! She’s flexible.” He thought as she repeated it with her right leg, never even slowing down. She released him from her mouth and stood up, unbuckling her pants as she slid them down she turned her back, and showed Siegfried the most beautiful ass he’d ever seen. She straddled him, backward, and slowly slipped his cock into her warm wet pussy, sliding all the way down the shaft. She began to rock back and forth and moan softly. Siegfried shook his gauntlets off and touched Tira’s beautiful ass. She stopped, rose to her knees and turned to face him. She smiled at him and sat back down, sliding herself back down his shaft. As she began to rock again she lifted her tunic off and took Siegfried’s hands and placed them on her tits. “Squeeze” she growled. Siegfried happily obliged. Tira rocked faster and faster moaning, Siegfried squeezed her tits, and played with her nipples, pinching them, rolling them in his fingers. Siegfried began thrusting in time with her rocking, Tira seemed to enjoy it even more. “Fuck me. Fuck me you bastard.” She moaned. He thrusted hard for all he was worth. She reached down grabbing his shoulders. She slammed her mouth against his, her tongue darting in, massaging his. He reciprocated, to which he earned a slap in the face. “I didn’t say you could kiss me. Keep fucking” she growled she grabbed his shoulders again and rolled him on top of her.

“Fuck me hard” she moaned, and Siegfried began pounding her pussy. He pumped harder and faster than ever for what seemed like an eternity. “Yes, oh yes” Tira moaned “Fuck me. Fuck me hard Siegfried” he slammed his cock into her so hard he thought he was going to split her in two. “yes. Yes. YES like that.” she screamed. Siegfried’s blond hair was soaked in sweat, as was he, and he cast his armor to the ground, never stopping. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deep inside. He pounded her pussy “Suck on my tits” she demanded, and he bent forward and began to suck on her right breast. “Lick them... both of them” she moaned and Siegfried grabbed both of her tits, pushed them together and licked both of her nipples at the same time. “Mmmm YES” she screamed as he thrusted away. Time seemed to stand still as he fucked Tira, her large breasts jiggling with each thrust, her violet eyes filled with the look of extract. “OH GOD...YEEEEESSSS” she screamed and began to buck her hips wildly. Hearing that, Siegfried exploded inside of her. He came so hard he nearly blacked out. Tira slid back, grabbed his head “your not done yet” she growled and buried his face in her pussy.

Siegfried began licking her clit, and she moaned in delight. He licked faster and faster, she moaned louder and louder. He reached up to fondle her breasts, but discovered she had beat him to it, so he lowered his hand and thrust two fingers into her pussy, all the while licking like mad. She made him lick and finger her till she came 6 more times. When she released him, he lay on the floor, naked and exhausted. She slipped on her top, and pulled on her pants and armor, smiled at him and said “Your good.....but your no Nightmare.” And with saying that, she squatted over his armor and relieved herself. Siegfried was shocked, to say the least, and shakily stood up, but by that time, she was gone.

As he drained the golden puddle out of his chest plate, he vowed to catch her and give her one more orgasm.......one to die for.