InJustice - Behind The Scenes
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Kepper stands behind the counter. A large computer rests on the edge of the marble surface, and she is busily typing away. "SIDE KICK, NOW WALLY. NOW." Almost instantly, the computer shifts to a battle where Flash is quickly fighting against Grundy2, a large and quite dead villain. He falls backwards, and large words pop up on Kepper's screen. 'KNOCKOUT'. "Nice, Walls! Next is a Nightwing Impersonator. Can yo-"
"Put me in, idiot child." Kepper smiled and clicked twice very swiftly, causing Catwoman to appear on the screen and begin fighting Nightwing2. "It'd be more fun..." She started, "If you were the real one!" Kepper rolled her eyes. "Side sweep, now."
"I have a better idea, idiot." Catwoman brought around her claws, scraping Nightwing2's face with precision only granted to her by her backstory. The word 'BLEEDING' appeared above his face. "Good job, Selena. But you didn't listen. I'm swapping in OUR Nightwing now." Two swift clicks, and there appeared Nightwing. The real one. "Alright, ready, Dick?" He nodded, and brought out his two fighting sticks. Joining them as one, he quickly threw his opponent on the ground. That was it. They won.
"Alright guys, great job! Come on back, that's it for today. Hey, thanks for subbing in for Raven, Selena. You can go home now." Catwoman hissed then grinned. "Catch you later, punks." And with that, she vanished.
What happens behind the game, Injustice? We are the ones playing - are we not? Therefore, let's make it more interesting. Hi there. My name is Sav, and I'd love for you to venture into the marvelous game in real life. Heres the story of a girl named Kepper. Yeah, an interesting name. But here, she is a boss in a way. What happens though, when personal lives and important life-saving things collide? What happens then? Let's find out, shall we?
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"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!
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