Tooth and Claw (Catradora AU Fanfiction)

Chapter Six: "Deadly Intentions." (LEMON WARNING!)

Down the spiral stone stairs the two girls walked, hand in hand they went. Adora lead the way with a torch in her free hand, as Catra followed close behind. Finally, after nearly a hundred stairs, they were at the bottom.

"This is it, Catra." Catra's eyes widen at the sight. The walls were completely made of stone. Down a single hall way were cages, first and second floor. Just around the corner from that was a large stone room, full of torture devices. Catra's eyes darted to a pair of golden looking claws.

"What are these?" Adora gulped at the sight of them.

"That's the Spanish Tickler." Catra laughed.

"Harmless name for a torture device." Adora nodded in agreement, and leaned on the arm of a spiked chair.

"So, why did you want me to bring you down here?" Catra's eyes narrowed, a sparkle of lust shinned in her eyes. With a slip of her fingers, the Spanish Tickler was on her knuckles.

"We're going to have a little fun tonight, Adora." Adora's eyes widen as Catra came close, and put the sharp metals claws to her neck.

"W-what are you gonna do to me...?" She whispered. Catra smiled a devilish smile, and drew back the claws across Adora's shoulder, ripping her dress shirt.

"Whatever I please, Princess." Stepping away, Catra spots a pair of metal shackles, and with lightening speed picks them up. Turning back to Adora, she smirks.

"Let's make one thing clear, Princess," Catra started, "You may be in charge of the rest of the kingdom, but not me. So tonight, I'm in control, and you'll do as I say." Adora gulped, and nodded slowly, afraid to upset Catra. Catra smiled an evil grin, and walked closer to Adora.

"Take off your shirt, Adora." Adora nodded, and started to unbutton her dress shirt.

"Hey! Slowly." Adora gulped and did what she was told, unbuttoning her dress shirt at a much slower rate.

"Good girl. That's what I want to see." Slowly, Adora's breasts came into view. They were a little small in size, but Catra didn't mind, if anything, it made it better for her. Adora's body it's self was amazing. Long beautiful legs, soft curves on her waist, and her skin was almost glowing. Catra grinned, and leaned closer to Adora. With her un-clawed hand, she lightly handled Adora's breast. It was soft to the touch, from her nipples to the bottom of the breast. Adora moaned quietly as Catra handled it. With a light smile on her face, Catra licked her nipple, and sucked it for a moment. Adora moaned quietly again as Catra pulled back. Soon, Adora removed her pants, and just when she was about to take off her panties, Catra stopped her.

"You can keep those on for now, doll." Adora winced.

"If you say s- GAH!" Catra grabbed hold on Adora, and pinned her to the nearest stone wall. The coldness of the stone, shook Adora to her core. As quick as a flash of light, Catra shackled Adora's hands, and put a metal collar around her neck.

"What the hell, Catra!" She protested, "What is the meaning of this?!" Ignoring the out burst, Catra grabbed hold of the chain linked leash, and dragged Adora to a metal bench near by. Catra smirked, and wrapped the chain linked leash around the bench, making it impossible for Adora to escape her grasp. Adora's eyes widen as she tried to pull herself free, but the shackles on her wrists made it nearly impossible for her to do so.

"Catra, please I'm afraid." Catra heard her plead, and leaned into her ear with a smile.

"Don't be. You're safe, I promise." Catra turned away for a moment, leaving Adora by herself. Her bare feet were cold as they stood on the stone floor. A beat goes by. Then another, and still no sign of Catra.