Street Fighter Fan Fiction ❯ Her Knight in Orange Gi ❯ One-Shot
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: SnowKunoichi 
After a disatrous date, Krystia Cavanaugh has been in a state of depression, until a certain ninja doles out his own brand of "comfort"
Final Fight/Street Fighter Fanfic (Guy X Krystia[OC]). Sex and language, don't like, don't read! Read and Review ^_^
Non Anime: Street Fighter Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 05.12.2011 | Updated On: 05.18.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 285 | Status: Completed
After a disatrous date, Krystia Cavanaugh has been in a state of depression, until a certain ninja doles out his own brand of "comfort"
Final Fight/Street Fighter Fanfic (Guy X Krystia[OC]). Sex and language, don't like, don't read! Read and Review ^_^
Non Anime: Street Fighter Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 05.12.2011 | Updated On: 05.18.2011 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 285 | Status: Completed
Her Knight in Orange Gi: By SnowKunoichi (Matty S.)
Disclaimer: "Final Fight", "Street Fighter" and all characters are properties of Capcom; original characters are mine ^_^
Author's Note: So I came up with a mental picture of a young girl being hurt by an abusive significant other, only to be "consoled" by some other dude that popped out of nowhere. I was gonna scrap it somehow, but that stayed on my mind for the time being, and so, here I am, making a hurt/comfort fanfic starring my fave sexy Final Fight/Street Fighter character, Guy *giggles* Enjoy!!
Gi=A uniform used in martial arts classes.
Warnings: Strong Language and Sexual content!
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A warm, summer night at Metro City meant fun, parties and having a good time. However, one woman, named Krystia Cavanaugh, was having the worst time of her life....What started out as a supposed blissful evening turned out be a nightmare for her! First, the bastard boyfriend of hers had came late to pick her up, and then, after a short dinner, he ran off with some bimbo he'd met at a nightclub, thus Krystia would have to take a cab home, only to be left with good memories of the past--the first time she met her boyfriend when she was in college. But now all that was done away with once he'd shown his true colours; there's nothing else for her to do, but wallow in her misery while he had a time of his life without her.
When she returned to her apartment, she angrily flung a picture frame of her and her paramour from the balcony terrace, watching it go from nowhere; her tears started to well up from severe heartbreak. People say that he was trouble from the get-go, but being blinded by love, she'd ignored them...maybe they were right all along, she thought. The warm breezes hit her bare skin as more tears began to stream down her face. Guess she had worn the black minidress for nothing...
Krystia would get that particular feeling that the loneliness won't last as she sensed a figure approaching her, his arms wrapping around her small waist. Did she forget to lock the doors, she wondered, as hands traveled further down her curves. Gasping, she turned around to see who this figure was.
"Guy...! H-how'd you manage to sneak up on me like that??" She said in shock and out of concern.
The stoic, yet sexy ninja gave her the pic she thrown from her balcony. He had found it, with glass shattered and parts of the frame broken off; the image was in good condition, despite a few scractches here and there. "I guess you had a pretty rough night, huh?"
Krystia sighed, "Very much so. It's like I'm always alone, he's never there when I'm in trouble. He's used to running off with a different girl every time we go out...and when things start to cool down, I would be dumb enough to have him back in my life. This time, I don't think I'll ever let him back, not after all the shit he put me through." She would then cry, her head lightly snuggled against his hard chest, though it was covered in a meshed undershirt.
"Do not worry yourself, Krissy...tell you what, how about I keep you company for the night. There's too many going on over at Metro City for the time being, and I've sensed that the Mad Gear gang might be behind this," he assured her as he kissed the top of her head in a tender manner.
"You'd really do that for me?" Krystia inquired. "Wow...thanks, Guy," she smiled some as she kissed his cheek, staring into his dark brown eyes...but there was something more. Inching her lips to his, she planted a passionate kiss, making it profound by using a bit of tongue. All Guy could do is to return it in kind, his hands travelling over her curved bum, squeezing it some before lifting her skirt up all the way.
A soft cry of approval tore from Krystia's lips as she broke the kiss to take off Guy's upper part of the uniform. God, he was so hot underneath the undershirt he always wore, mainly for "defensive purposes", she couldn't just let him stay for one night...she wanted him forever....
That could be a problem...a real problem. She'd wondered what if that asshole boyfriend of hers would come back in her life. Krystia would might as well shrug it off anyways, for she is about to enjoy this night of pleasure with a man she'd known since Bison had planned world domination. She would feel the heat rising between them, deepening the make-out session as they had gone further.
Guy would then pick Krystia up, her legs wrapped around his waist as they made out more, loosening the strap from her halter-styled dress, making her feel the snap of it hitting the nape of her neck. Laying her on the bed, he lowered down from her neck, making a small nip on it before lightly sucking on it, leaving his mark on her skin. Further more, he traveled down to her large, full breasts, pulling the fabric of her dress from the waist down, exposing her bare skin; her peaks began to harden, perhaps from arousal or the chill that had just came through. Krystia tilted her head back some as she felt something warm around one of them.
"Oh, Guy..." she moaned softly, feeling the wetness gathering between her thighs. Her new paramour's expert hand then fondled her tits some, before travelling down her flat stomach, to her wet pussy, covered in a thong; he could feel her warm fluids seep through the thin fabric, as his fingers played with her slit some, before pulling it to the side to finger it some, making Krystia cry out in pleasure.
Upon hearing her cries, he left her bare breasts to go lower, down to her stomach then to her nether-regions. Guy bit his lower lip as he admired the pure wetness of the beauty's nearly swollen slit, growling some as he finally tore the fabric of her intimates. "Damn...I need to taste you," he said, licking his lips as he began to eat her out, the tip of his tongue playing with her hardened clit as he fingered her some more.
Krystia squealed in delight as she felt her pussy being ravished, tasted. "Ohh...that's so good!!", she moaned some as she held on to the back of his head, toying with the strands of brown hair. She could feel more of her juices seeping out from inside her as Guy kept fingering her more; she felt like she was going to come from that alone...
As soon as he was finished, he left the soaked slit, feeling ready to fuck her hard and good. Oh, he couldn't wait to do that to her, since being separated from his fiancee, Rena. Krystia watched as he took off his undershirt, revealing a smooth, hardened and tanned chest, his gloves, pants, and then his infamous sneakers that was quite popular with the young, urban crowd...God, he didn't have anything underneath! The ninja would then peel his lover's slinky, black minidress off completely from her waist, leaving her complementing stiletto-heel sandals on her feet. The very thought of her nude with only her slinky heels made him rock hard from the waist down; mounting her, he rubbed his cock against her silken folds, growling some at the feel.
"Ahh, beautiful...that's all you are, babe. Let me make it feel good for you," Guy whispered into Krystia's lips, moaning some as his cock went inside her some head first, then all the way in as he made hard, heady thrusts.
"Mmm, take me now," Krystia responded, groaning in bliss as she parted her thighs some, arching her back a bit now as she enjoyed this pleasure given to her. "Just fuck me harder...!"
"My pleasure..." Thrusting more and more into her pussy, Guy would fondle her breasts some, throwing her legs over his shoulders. His lover moaned more as she would then feel her walls contract some, signaling her orgasm was about to be near. "God, you feel so tight around me, it's like I'd never let this go...let me take you some more." His pace increased some as his cock felt warm liquids surrounding it some, making that pace go even faster than ever.
"Guy....!! Oh, God, fuck me....!!!" Krystia moaned loudly as she felt more thrusts and withdrawals ravaging her inner walls. She tilted her head some as she seemed to be near her climax.
Guy looked over to her, hearing her soft moans as he, too, was about to come. He watched her, noticing that her mouth would gape breathlessly; he felt her walls tighting around his member, not letting up one bit...Crying out, he released his esscence inside her, grabbing on to her curved sides as more of that liquid heat rushed through her.
The sinful pair, after a few minutes of pleasure, caught their breath as they began to passionately kiss. Getting off her and then pulling a sheet over them, Guy pulled his lover near him, kissing her more and more.
"I love you, Guy...very much," Krystia said as she broke the kiss, running her hand over his chest. The ninja would blush some as he lightly kissed her forehead.
"I love you too," he replied as he closed his eyes, knowing that she had found her knight in orange gi; they have finally drifted off to sleep, their passions subsided for a while...
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Morning came, but it was a bit dark, given that the sun has yet to rise until later. The pair was still asleep when the phone rang, waking Krystia up. Her arms was still around Guy at the time being, but she wanted to answer the phone as soon as possible...maybe it could be her dad, checking up on her.
"Cavanaugh residence," she replied upon picking up the phone.
"Krissy?" Oh, great, it's that asshole boyfriend of hers!
Exasperated, she replied to his call. "What the hell do you want...?"
"Sorry for what I did last night, that was stupid of me to have stood you up and leave. Tell ya what, I'll make it up to you on another date...how's that sound?"
"Sounds like a plan, but I have other things to take care of," she said coolly before attempting to hang up.
"Other plans?? Like what?!"
"None ya..." Pressing the end button on her phone, she crept over to her sleeping paramour, smiling in a lacivious manner. Running her index finger over his chest, she woke him up in a soft, sing-song tone of voice.
"Oh Gu-uy...I trust you have a good night's sleep?" Krystia purred as she rolled on top of him.
"Very much so, with you," Guy replied, placing his hands over her curved hips. A smirk came across his face as he stared into her hazel-green eyes. Giggling some, he began to kiss her deeply, and his mistress returned the kiss in kind.
"I love you, my knight...." she said, a tear began to stream down her cheek. The ninja wiped it off with his thumb in an affectionate manner.
"I love you too, angel."
As they exchanged their terms of affections, the pair had returned to sleep in each other's arms.
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Author's Final Note: Ahh, my ficcie's completed...!!!!!!! Like it? Review it!! Constructive criticism is needed if possible ^^ I plan to do more in the future someday!
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Disclaimer: "Final Fight", "Street Fighter" and all characters are properties of Capcom; original characters are mine ^_^
Author's Note: So I came up with a mental picture of a young girl being hurt by an abusive significant other, only to be "consoled" by some other dude that popped out of nowhere. I was gonna scrap it somehow, but that stayed on my mind for the time being, and so, here I am, making a hurt/comfort fanfic starring my fave sexy Final Fight/Street Fighter character, Guy *giggles* Enjoy!!
Gi=A uniform used in martial arts classes.
Warnings: Strong Language and Sexual content!
********************************************************* *************
A warm, summer night at Metro City meant fun, parties and having a good time. However, one woman, named Krystia Cavanaugh, was having the worst time of her life....What started out as a supposed blissful evening turned out be a nightmare for her! First, the bastard boyfriend of hers had came late to pick her up, and then, after a short dinner, he ran off with some bimbo he'd met at a nightclub, thus Krystia would have to take a cab home, only to be left with good memories of the past--the first time she met her boyfriend when she was in college. But now all that was done away with once he'd shown his true colours; there's nothing else for her to do, but wallow in her misery while he had a time of his life without her.
When she returned to her apartment, she angrily flung a picture frame of her and her paramour from the balcony terrace, watching it go from nowhere; her tears started to well up from severe heartbreak. People say that he was trouble from the get-go, but being blinded by love, she'd ignored them...maybe they were right all along, she thought. The warm breezes hit her bare skin as more tears began to stream down her face. Guess she had worn the black minidress for nothing...
Krystia would get that particular feeling that the loneliness won't last as she sensed a figure approaching her, his arms wrapping around her small waist. Did she forget to lock the doors, she wondered, as hands traveled further down her curves. Gasping, she turned around to see who this figure was.
"Guy...! H-how'd you manage to sneak up on me like that??" She said in shock and out of concern.
The stoic, yet sexy ninja gave her the pic she thrown from her balcony. He had found it, with glass shattered and parts of the frame broken off; the image was in good condition, despite a few scractches here and there. "I guess you had a pretty rough night, huh?"
Krystia sighed, "Very much so. It's like I'm always alone, he's never there when I'm in trouble. He's used to running off with a different girl every time we go out...and when things start to cool down, I would be dumb enough to have him back in my life. This time, I don't think I'll ever let him back, not after all the shit he put me through." She would then cry, her head lightly snuggled against his hard chest, though it was covered in a meshed undershirt.
"Do not worry yourself, Krissy...tell you what, how about I keep you company for the night. There's too many going on over at Metro City for the time being, and I've sensed that the Mad Gear gang might be behind this," he assured her as he kissed the top of her head in a tender manner.
"You'd really do that for me?" Krystia inquired. "Wow...thanks, Guy," she smiled some as she kissed his cheek, staring into his dark brown eyes...but there was something more. Inching her lips to his, she planted a passionate kiss, making it profound by using a bit of tongue. All Guy could do is to return it in kind, his hands travelling over her curved bum, squeezing it some before lifting her skirt up all the way.
A soft cry of approval tore from Krystia's lips as she broke the kiss to take off Guy's upper part of the uniform. God, he was so hot underneath the undershirt he always wore, mainly for "defensive purposes", she couldn't just let him stay for one night...she wanted him forever....
That could be a problem...a real problem. She'd wondered what if that asshole boyfriend of hers would come back in her life. Krystia would might as well shrug it off anyways, for she is about to enjoy this night of pleasure with a man she'd known since Bison had planned world domination. She would feel the heat rising between them, deepening the make-out session as they had gone further.
Guy would then pick Krystia up, her legs wrapped around his waist as they made out more, loosening the strap from her halter-styled dress, making her feel the snap of it hitting the nape of her neck. Laying her on the bed, he lowered down from her neck, making a small nip on it before lightly sucking on it, leaving his mark on her skin. Further more, he traveled down to her large, full breasts, pulling the fabric of her dress from the waist down, exposing her bare skin; her peaks began to harden, perhaps from arousal or the chill that had just came through. Krystia tilted her head back some as she felt something warm around one of them.
"Oh, Guy..." she moaned softly, feeling the wetness gathering between her thighs. Her new paramour's expert hand then fondled her tits some, before travelling down her flat stomach, to her wet pussy, covered in a thong; he could feel her warm fluids seep through the thin fabric, as his fingers played with her slit some, before pulling it to the side to finger it some, making Krystia cry out in pleasure.
Upon hearing her cries, he left her bare breasts to go lower, down to her stomach then to her nether-regions. Guy bit his lower lip as he admired the pure wetness of the beauty's nearly swollen slit, growling some as he finally tore the fabric of her intimates. "Damn...I need to taste you," he said, licking his lips as he began to eat her out, the tip of his tongue playing with her hardened clit as he fingered her some more.
Krystia squealed in delight as she felt her pussy being ravished, tasted. "Ohh...that's so good!!", she moaned some as she held on to the back of his head, toying with the strands of brown hair. She could feel more of her juices seeping out from inside her as Guy kept fingering her more; she felt like she was going to come from that alone...
As soon as he was finished, he left the soaked slit, feeling ready to fuck her hard and good. Oh, he couldn't wait to do that to her, since being separated from his fiancee, Rena. Krystia watched as he took off his undershirt, revealing a smooth, hardened and tanned chest, his gloves, pants, and then his infamous sneakers that was quite popular with the young, urban crowd...God, he didn't have anything underneath! The ninja would then peel his lover's slinky, black minidress off completely from her waist, leaving her complementing stiletto-heel sandals on her feet. The very thought of her nude with only her slinky heels made him rock hard from the waist down; mounting her, he rubbed his cock against her silken folds, growling some at the feel.
"Ahh, beautiful...that's all you are, babe. Let me make it feel good for you," Guy whispered into Krystia's lips, moaning some as his cock went inside her some head first, then all the way in as he made hard, heady thrusts.
"Mmm, take me now," Krystia responded, groaning in bliss as she parted her thighs some, arching her back a bit now as she enjoyed this pleasure given to her. "Just fuck me harder...!"
"My pleasure..." Thrusting more and more into her pussy, Guy would fondle her breasts some, throwing her legs over his shoulders. His lover moaned more as she would then feel her walls contract some, signaling her orgasm was about to be near. "God, you feel so tight around me, it's like I'd never let this go...let me take you some more." His pace increased some as his cock felt warm liquids surrounding it some, making that pace go even faster than ever.
"Guy....!! Oh, God, fuck me....!!!" Krystia moaned loudly as she felt more thrusts and withdrawals ravaging her inner walls. She tilted her head some as she seemed to be near her climax.
Guy looked over to her, hearing her soft moans as he, too, was about to come. He watched her, noticing that her mouth would gape breathlessly; he felt her walls tighting around his member, not letting up one bit...Crying out, he released his esscence inside her, grabbing on to her curved sides as more of that liquid heat rushed through her.
The sinful pair, after a few minutes of pleasure, caught their breath as they began to passionately kiss. Getting off her and then pulling a sheet over them, Guy pulled his lover near him, kissing her more and more.
"I love you, Guy...very much," Krystia said as she broke the kiss, running her hand over his chest. The ninja would blush some as he lightly kissed her forehead.
"I love you too," he replied as he closed his eyes, knowing that she had found her knight in orange gi; they have finally drifted off to sleep, their passions subsided for a while...
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Morning came, but it was a bit dark, given that the sun has yet to rise until later. The pair was still asleep when the phone rang, waking Krystia up. Her arms was still around Guy at the time being, but she wanted to answer the phone as soon as possible...maybe it could be her dad, checking up on her.
"Cavanaugh residence," she replied upon picking up the phone.
"Krissy?" Oh, great, it's that asshole boyfriend of hers!
Exasperated, she replied to his call. "What the hell do you want...?"
"Sorry for what I did last night, that was stupid of me to have stood you up and leave. Tell ya what, I'll make it up to you on another date...how's that sound?"
"Sounds like a plan, but I have other things to take care of," she said coolly before attempting to hang up.
"Other plans?? Like what?!"
"None ya..." Pressing the end button on her phone, she crept over to her sleeping paramour, smiling in a lacivious manner. Running her index finger over his chest, she woke him up in a soft, sing-song tone of voice.
"Oh Gu-uy...I trust you have a good night's sleep?" Krystia purred as she rolled on top of him.
"Very much so, with you," Guy replied, placing his hands over her curved hips. A smirk came across his face as he stared into her hazel-green eyes. Giggling some, he began to kiss her deeply, and his mistress returned the kiss in kind.
"I love you, my knight...." she said, a tear began to stream down her cheek. The ninja wiped it off with his thumb in an affectionate manner.
"I love you too, angel."
As they exchanged their terms of affections, the pair had returned to sleep in each other's arms.
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Author's Final Note: Ahh, my ficcie's completed...!!!!!!! Like it? Review it!! Constructive criticism is needed if possible ^^ I plan to do more in the future someday!
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