MtG fapfic

The smoke began to clear. Slowly, the two of them stood.

It was something out of the tales they would tell the acolytes at the academy. 'Open your textbooks to page 563, today we'll be learning about the planeswalker duel on that day and the impact it had upon spellcasting as we know it today'. He could hear the formulae, the information; she heard the myriad of ways you could light someone on fire.

She brought herself to her feet, and felt the fire of the red mana flow into her, filling her with the essence of impulse and chaos. She was Chandra Nalaar, planeswalker. And she would not be denied. Not here. Her hair lit ablaze again and she shot a burst of magma from the ground, riding a chunk of the earth at the man in the blue robe.

The man brought himself to his feet, and casually dusted himself off, watching the wave of lava come towards him. She was getting desperate. This fight had taken a toll on both of them. Physically and mentally. And a state of mental duress was not a place that Jace Beleren liked to be. his hands glowed blue with the essence of logic and reasoning, memories he had gained from his travels flooding into him as he summoned his counterspell magic. As the wave of magma began to shudder under her feet, Chandra was sent tumbling into the ground with a sickening thud, her body rolling around like a broken ragdoll.

He brushed his cloak off some more, and slowly began to approach her. "You'd think you'd have learned by now." he said, collecting himself. He had the upper hand, but wasn't about to drop his guard.

Her head was spinning from the tumble. She couldn't take much more punishment like this. But she did know that neither could he. If she could somehow throw him off that pedestal, she could get away from this once and for all.

"Fuck you!" she shouted, charging the man before her, a fist full of fire. She leapt at him, connecting with his cheek with a vengeant delight, sending him tumbling backwards. She took a moment to catch her breath, let the mana flow through her again, and let out a defiant shout.

"Leave me the fuck alone! I've had it with you! Time and time again you come after me for one goddamn reason or another, and time and time again we do this same old song and dance. I'm starting to think you've got a crush on me or something!" Chandra shouted, hurling another blast of fire at him. He raised his hands, pouring counterspell magic into her spells, canceling each strand of mana from the ether of existence. He grunted underneath her assault. She was emotional, her temper flaring. If there was one thing he knew in this world, it's that red mana was known for its emotional flares.

"You stole the scroll and created several duplicates. I am here to administer justice, nothing more."

"That scroll belonged in the hands of someone who could use it!" she shouted, hurling more fire.

"That scroll did not belong to you, and you stole it. I'm here only to collect what is due."

"Oh, what the fuck ever." Chandra replied, giving Jace the 'air-jerk' motion. She'd finally had enough of his 'law and order' nonsense. Yeah, she stole it. She'd pay her dues one way or another. After she got away from Mr. Law Abiding, that is.

Jace had finally had enough of this, and wanted to end this. He brought forth the flow of mana and remembered a creature he had met in his travels. One that would be perfect for this situation. As the tendrils of mana opened a rift between the worlds, a torrent of water began to pour forth. Chandra stared at this wildly, then regained her footing, watching as the liquid began to congeal into a form that hulked a good twice her height.

"Chandra Nalaar. You have one last chance. Please, surrender. I do not wish to see you come to harm." Jace said, his hand steady as his monster still shuddered from the power of being taken from its world.

"Come and get me, then." she said, pulling a similar beast from another world. But her beast was filled with fire, and eager to kill. The nausea from being summoned would not affect it. And she knew it. All or nothing.

"GET HIM!"
"Attack."

At once, the two creatures were at war with one another, striking powerful blows into each other's body. Smoke rose as water touched fire, flames pounded and waves sloshed. Almost at once, there was a large explosion as the two elementals were shunted from existence in a torrent of arcane energy. Flames shot into Jace, who shielded his hands from the blast, his hood flying off, singing his hair. Chandra did the same, water lifting her off her feet and sending her slamming into the rocks.

Jace let his arms drop to his side, his hood down to observe the battlefield again. In the distance, his opponet was laying on her back. He approached, tentatively watching, her body unmoving. As he stood above her, she choked and coughed, spitting water out and brushing her bright red hair out of her eyes. No longer did she have her head of fire, and wisps of smoke poured from her hands. His eyes did not stay on her face for long.

As Chandra moved to regain her standing, her leather suit began to cling to her body, soaked from the torrent of water, cooled against her skin, and shrinking on her body as she struggled to move. The leather was hardening. She had to move. She wouldn't give up here. Not by a long shot. She grabbed the top of her clothing and began to rip, channeling more mana to give her extra strength as she tore the shrinking leather constricting her hand movements. With unbridled rage she exposed her upper body, clothed only in a soaked brasseire, for all to see. Namely, a stunned Jace Beleren.

"I'm not done yet! Come on, then! Let's do it again! I guarantee I've got more shit to sling at you than you have cowardly counterspell magic!" she shouted at him, defiantly. He took his hands to stance again, prepared his mind to cast the spells he knew, but was...distracted. It was in this moment that she charged him again, striking him in the chest and sending him staggering backwards, tumbling over his own feet.

"Come on, big boy. Fight like a man." she said with an air of cockiness and confidence.

"Violence is that last resort of the stupid." he replied.

"The wise resort to it MUCH SOONER!" she burst out, and charged him again, knocking him flat again, this time standing above him.

"You're not fighting back. What's wrong? Out of tricks up your sleeve? Or..." she said, starting to put the pieces of this puzzle together, "is there something ELSE bothering you?" she said, emphasizing her words and leaning her back so her chest was well presented. She even bounced herself a bit for added effect, watching the look on his face as he struggled to his feet.

"You took me by surprise, a tactic that will not work again." he said, putting his hood back on his head.

"Awww, are you shy? Or do you not like girls? Makes sense, really, someone like you is 'too busy for pleasure', or is it that you swing for the other team? You know, THAT makes a lot of sense, hahahahahaha~"

"ENOUGH!" he shouted.

His sudden outburst startled her, but she put on a coy smile. "Where's that cool, collected mind? Where's that cold, unfeeling calculation?"

"Your constant disrespect and blatant disregard for the laws has gone on long enough. Chandra Nalaar, it is time to die." he said coldly, and began to channel mana again.

"Awww, I'm sorry. Here, let me make it up to you..." she said, and unhooked the bra from her back, exposing her breasts to him. He stopped mid-spell as she rubbed her hands across her stomach and chest seductively. He stood with his jaw agape, and suddenly felt the overload of mana in his hands and head. He reeled back from the pain and pushed his hands into his skull. It was the first time since he was an acolyte since he felt manaburn.

"You're too tense. You know what your problem is? Loosen the fuck up. Maybe that council you work for has taken that from you."

"I work for my own well being. The council benefits as much as I do." he said, trying to compose himself.

"Uh-huh. Look, I'm all for that, greater good, I really am, but I go my own way. Your council is gonna spend MUCH more resources tracking me down and getting that scroll back than it would to just leave me to my own devices. I mean, look at us. We're already banged up. If you want to fight," she said, standing firm, holding two balls of flame in her hand, "then we can keep this up. If you want to rest and call a truce, I'm fine with that, too. Your call." she held herself tense in a combat pose, her breasts still bouncing about. Jace stared for a while and then came to the conclusion that he would end the conflict and attempt to recieve the scroll through more...subtle means.

"Very well." he said, sighing. "But...please, cover yourself."

"Hahaha! Make me!" she said playfully, relaxing her body once again. Yeah, they were just in the middle of a duel, but she was bored with it already. Same old song and dance. How many times had they fought already? Fuck it, she couldn't be bothered with the details.

"Let me at least offer you my cloak. I ruined your clothing in the first pla-"

"No, I needed to go shopping anyways. If you aren't going to try and kill me and fail at that like you have since this whole bullshit began, then fucking relax." she said, stretching her back and pushing her chest in his general direction.

"I did not say I was done with you." he protested.

"You talk too much. Fuck me." she said.

"What?"

"Fuck me. You know you want to."

"I have a job to do."

"You know you want to fuck me, you've been staring at my tits since I showed them to you. You're kind of cute, and we'll say I'm all hot and bothered from your 'masterful' display of spellcasting." she said, phantom jerking the air again.

"If my masters knew I consorted with a criminal..."

"Stop thinking about it, come on, we're in the middle of fucking nowhere. And we're planeswalkers. You know in the old days they were like gods? You'll be fine."

"I'm going to leave you and go back to heal. When I'm done, you should be prepared yourself."

"You need some motivation." she said, completely ignoring him and hurling a bolt of fire at him. He had no time to react as his cloak was hit and burst into flame. His mind raced for a quench spell, but his impulse was to rip the clothing off and stamp at it like some savage.

"Hahaha! There you go! Impulse! Enjoyment! Self-reliance! THAT'S what you need." she said, laughing from afar. She propped herself up on a smooth rock and laid back, watching the man before her with the strange markings along his chest.

"Ooooh, spooky. Do we all have markings like that? A green planeswalker I met in passing a while back had the same kind of markings, but different."

"You said there would be a truce. You lied." he said, not pleased that his cloak was on the ground, his chest exposed to the warm air.

"Oh, whatever, I didn't hurt you, and the fire didn't even burn. It was a bluff, barely hot enough to ignite. Now, take the rest off."

"Oh, will you drop the tough guy act? You know you want this!" she said, making her way back to her feet and standing in front of him. He tried ignoring her as she shook her body in front of him, making her way close with her backside shaking all around. Her pants had shrunk around her waist and thighs, stretching to the point of tearing in a few spots.

"You know you want this! Look at it, come on, give it a smack, it'll jiggle a little. I've gotten a bit chubby down there, all that rich food that I can eat because I'm not worried about it." she was inches from him, shaking her hips seductively as he backed away slowly. It wasn't long before he was backed against another rock on this blasted mountain, backed against a corner as she rubbed her ass against his chest and into his legs, feeling a firm resistance.

"You're hard! Hah! I knew you wanted it. You like chubby girls, eh?"

"That...that's none of your concern. It's a natural reaction to the pheremones you're-"

"It's 'you like my ass and you want to give it a smack'!" she said, laughing and shaking herself some more.

"You...you're, tempting me." he said, breathing heavily.

She suddenly backed away and stood in front of him, staring him in the eyes. "You're a virgin, aren't you?"

"No. I have had a few sexual encounters before, but not like this."

"Yeah, another tough guy act?"

"No. I...I would use my talents for mind manipulation...to get a barmaid or classmate to do things for me."

"OOoooooh. Kinky. Chandra likes." she said, purring.

"I walk a constant line between using my powers for good or evil. I pride myself on making the right choices."

"And I pride myself on maintaining who I am. Now, whip it out." she said, her tone serious.

"What?" he replied, stammering.

"Pull out your cock. I want to see it. Come on, if I wanted to kill you, I'd have tried by now. Whip it out." she said, eyeing his bulge hungrily.

"I'm not going through with this...it just doesn't feel ri-"

She dashed downwards, clawing at his pants and fumbling with his belt. "What, do you have belts on belts down here?", pulling belts and clips away as his pants finally gave way and his throbbing cock hung in the air, gasping for air as he struggled to keep her away from him.

"FUCK. YEAH. Chandra wants. You're packing a monster here. Like, I've summoned minotaurs who were smaller than you."

"You...have not." he said, panting.

"Well, I've summoned some bigger than you, but that's a story for another day. But by the gods, you're huge."

She wasn't lying. She was no stranger to the art of the male body, but she couldn't recall seeing a member this large before. It excited her. It enticed her. And she was used to acting on the moment.

"You want me to suck it?"

"I...I don't know."

"The hell you mean 'you don't know'? Are you gay? Bi? Asexual?"

"Submitting to lust and pleasure is something...I'm not accustomed to. It comes naturally to you...and in a way....I envy that. It's just difficult to...release those inhibitions."

"Oh, really?" she said, giving him a devilish smile. "I think you're juuuuuuust pent up. And you need some releeeeeease." she said, giving breathy tones almost touching the tip of it with her tongue. He held a long breath, expectantly. She suddenly turned from him, moving away quickly.

"Come get me." she said.

"Nnng....you want what?"

"Come. Get. Me. You want this?" she said, turning her ass to face him.

He swallowed deeply, and nodded.

"Come get it."

He slowly moved forwards towards her, and she darted further away.

"I said come get me. That means chase. Take me. We'll say this is round two of our duel. No monsters, no damage. Just this. Need some extra persuasion?" she said, channeling mana into her hands and casting a simple spell that she learned for her creatures that sent them into a blind fury. She never had a chance to try it on someone who could take mana like a planeswalker. First time for everything.

He felt the mana flow through him. It was much different that what he was used to. When he channeled, he calculated, each strand had a place to go, each sliver had a purpose, like a great machine. This mana felt different. Wild. Untamed. Chaotic. It flowed through him like a thunderstorm. His pulse quickened. His senses heightened. It filled him with vigor, energy, and something else.

Lust.

He could restrain himself no longer. He leapt towards her in great bounds, his agile form making his way quickly towards her. She ran away playfully, shaking her ass and grabbing at her breasts, teasing him the whole time.

"You know you want this! You know you want it!" she said, laughing.

He moved closer and closer, inching towards her through brute force rather than predicting her movements. The feeling was not something he liked very much, but the throbbing sensation in his swollen member was guiding him more than his mind. Everything else was secondary.

"You know you want this! You can't catch me! You got nothing! Come on, come get me! Come get that ass!" she said, slapping her ass, making a tear across the seam, her jiggling form showing underneath the dried leather.

He could hold back no longer. He leapt at her, using mana only to give himself a boost of aerial assault. He crashed upon her like a meteor.

"You know you want thi-haaaaaa~" she spat out as he tackled her to the ground, planting a firm hand on her shoulder and his other on her waist. A hand clawed its way into a rip in her pants, tearing it further, exposing her skin in a multitude of ways. She playfully fought back, but he thrust her into the ground, her face against the dirt.

"Oooooh, big strong man." she said, mocking him.

"You talk strong for a woman who's at my mercy." he said neutrally to her.

"Oh, that so? I could break free at any time. You're ju-haaaaa~" she let out a cry of ecstasy as a hand slapped into her bare ass. he let out a small chuckle at this.

"You were right. That does feel good." he said, continuing to rip her tattered clothing away. "But you still owe me."

"Owe you what?" she said, breathing roughly.

He said nothing, only pulled her by her waist and lifted her upright to her knees. She was facefirst to his body, at perfect position with her mouth. She looked up at him with those sultry eyes she'd been giving him.

"You want it?" she said coyly.

"Now." he said, and felt the warmth of her lips on his shaft, moaning in guilty ecstasy.

Feeling her lips pressed against him, she pulsed her tounge along his shaft, licking and sucking hard as he thrusted into her face, grunting and pushing. He held her head with his hand and watched as she sucked on him. She twirled her head, pulsed her mouth, and moaned on him to keep him writhing underneath her grip. Just to let him know she was still better. She pulled away, gasping for air as a strand of saliva trailed to her mouth.

"Ooooh, you're dripping. You really are hard. All that precum. Mmmmmm. Tasty." she said, licking the tip of his cock and sending shivers down his spine.

"Want some more?" she said, smirking.

He pushed her back downward and with his arms, turned her ass to face him. Cock soaked with her spit, he pressed himself tentatively outside her asshole, gripping into her waist and pressing his weight so that she was holding herself up with her arms.

"Whoa whoa whoa...what are you thinking, big guy?"

"It doesn't take a mind mage to know what I'm thinking. It looks so inviting. So soft. I want to see if eating all that food you say that gives you that extra padding really does pay off." he said to her, inching into her hole.

"Oh...hnnnng....this wasn't...part of...the deal OHHHHH~!!" she cried as he pushed his tip into her ass and slid all the way onto her. Hearing her moans of pain and pleasure kept him sliding in and out, grabbing globes of her ass with his hands and thrusting faster.

"You..you're lucky I think you're cute. I don't let anyone...mmmmmf....back there." Chandra said into the ground.

"That so? I'll keep that in mind next time." he said, pulling her closer as she shouted in joy.

"Next time?"

"You know you like it. That rigid order. That unwavering firmness. The fact that no matter what, I've got a trick to counter your tricks. And I'm better at that than you. But I won't hold it against you. What I will do is hold you against me. Now moan for me. I like it."

"Ohhhhhhhh~" she trailed off, her eyes rolling back in her head. "It...feels...soooooo goooooooooooooood. Fuck me harder....I need it. So bad~"

He removed one hand from her ass as he gripped her and wrapped it around a handful of her hair. She gasped under this momentarily as she felt her head leverage up as he used a makeshift ponytail to pound her harder than she'd ever been before. He thrashed into her, the spell she had cast long since dispelled. This was him now. In a split moment, she turned her head as best she could to lock eyes with him, and in a split moment, they shared a communication that goes beyond words. He pounded his cock into her even harder, feeling himself tense up in preparation.

"You gonna cum?" she grunted out. He said nothing, only nodded and slapped her ass again.

"You wanna cum? You wanna cum in my mouth?" she said, drooling at this point. Unladlylike, but that's the story of her life. He made a wordless agreement.

He thrusted faster and faster until he could take it no longer and pulled out of her. In one fell swoop she was on top of his cock, and he let out a long moan as he shot a blast of semen into her hair, onto her face, and in her mouth. Her mouth filled with a sweet, salty taste, gobs of sticky cum in her mouth. Jace stood on wobbling knees as the aftershocks of his orgasm shuddered through him, and with a mouth full of jizz, Chandra stood, leaned her mouth into his ear, let out an audible GULP, and licked her lips. Then, as she leaned away from him, she licked him on the lips. He grabbed hold of her and brought her to the ground with him, collapsing on the dirt ground.

"The hell?" she said, shaking herself.

"It's a post-fuck embrace, as they call it." he said, breathing heavily and sweating.

"Are you honestly cuddling with me? After fucking me in the ass like a wild animal?" she said in disbelief.

"Yes...yes, I am. Don't like it? Too bad. It's how I do things."

She thought about protesting, but the clouds overhead were too nice. He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes, a look of mixed emotions of blissful pleasure and confusion on his face.

"Meh. Fuck it." she said, laying her head on his chest, staring at the clouds of a nameless sky herself.