<em>(moderately explicit content ahead)</em><br/><strong><br/>Location: LexCorp, Sub-Basement, Metropolis<br/>Character: Starfire<br/>Emotional Status: Confused</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://oi48.tinypic.com/2rz8jo5.jpg)<br/></div><br/>As the odd looking, short male with no hair on his head approached the end of the steel table where the squirming Starfire laid flat, she continued to glare at him with as angry a glance as she could summon.  Due to years of this sort of activity being performed on her she had become accustomed to having to fend off would be males that thought they could use her body without her say.  Usually just the threat of being beaten to a pulp by her was enough to scare off most attackers but these humans appeared different.  Instead of uncertainty and primal fear in his eyes this man had eyes that portrayed greed and pleasure.  She did not know how to stop him.<br/><br/>Still she did not understand why she was being refered to as if she was a food...was he one day planning on eating her?  Did Humans think sex was some ritual to be performed before dinner?  Back on her planet sex was an act that took place between two close friends of equal skill and prowess...sex without such intimate knowledge of the other to her was nothing...it meant nothing.  Of course it did not feel like nothing and in fact she would never admit to not enjoying sex.  Sex was supposed to be a rewarding exercise of strength and agility, a duel between two combatants as they fought to defeat one another, and the creation of life through such struggle..all attributes that the Tamaranean people admired.  There was no such thing as foreplay and love making....these things had no honor behind them.  Starfire did not shy away from sex, but what this man was doing...had done...was not sex..at least not to her.  It was just the odd man's need to fulfill his own basic needs while she could not fight back.  Of course, given the opportunity to fight him in such an intimate manner she would have refused.  His body looked much too weak and they were not close friends in the least.<br/><br/>As his fingers placed themselves on the slick, warm skin of her lower leg she squirmed in annoyance.  The flesh of her shin was soft yet the contraction of her tibialis anterior muscle betrayed the  hidden strength of her toned leg.  The touch did nothing for her and actually only served to make her think he was checking for the most tender muscle to start with.  However as his fingers dragged themselves slowly across the smooth skin of her inner legs Koriand'r would let out a yelp of surprise as her body squirmed against her will.  Immediately her mind started racing as she tried to figure out why the touch of his slow fingers actually felt...delightful.  In Tamaranean culture such soft foreplay was not known..after all it did not serve the purpose of subduing one's 'foe'.  The soft tough of his exploring fingers caused randoms shocks to course upwards from her leg into her stomach.<br/><br/>Already her breathing had started to increase as her leg felt more sensitive and her core hot.  Her mind had already started to grow fuzzy from the manner in which he had strangely touched her and she had difficulty concentration on his words...nourishment?...dessert?  She was about to voice her complaint about being eaten but the sudden squeezing motion on her muscular thigh stopped her before little more than a squeak escaped her lips.  Instead, her once angry glance turned to pain as she shut her green eyes tightly and offered out an annoyed hiss between her clenched teeth.  Her small toes curled and fingers clenched in struggle before she remembered that she was restrained.<br/><br/>His tirade about fairness washed over her as she laid there rigidly trying not to let out a cry of pain.  As he once more released her strong thigh muscle she seemed to relax again and breathed heavily once more as each of her well sized breasts heaved upwards.  Just then she felt that same slow movement of his fingers as the grazed less than an inch from the thick lips of her sex.  Her body immediately tensed up again before she let out a short moan and that same surge of electricity shot through her back.  Eyes wide in surprise, she could not figure out why she had let out that cry...such a pathetic thing had never escaped her lips before.  As the fingers moved away from her slit she seemed to go a little limp again though her breathing was heavier than before and core yet warmer still.  Greenflies (an insect similar to butterflies) seemed to be dancing around in her stomach...had the man infected her with something?<br/><br/>By now her glance of anger was replaced by one of confusion...confusion at this sensation that was starting to overtake her due to the man's obviously sorcerer fingers - there had to be some sort of warlock magic coursing through him to send such shocks of electricity through her body.  Her worried eyes turned up to look at him once more now that he stood over her face.  A kiss?  What was the human speaking of?  Because she was familiar with the human language by now she knew a kiss had something to do with lips and mouth...he was gonna eat her!  In her culture such a thing did not exist..the lips were for spreading words and languages..not for showing affection.<br/><br/>Finally, as his magic single finger danced its way across the soft skin of one of her breasts the same surge of electricity shot through her but this time it was immensely more potent.  The pink nipples that capped each orange mound of flesh almost immediately started sprouting upwards.  She arched her back in surprise as her eyes went wide and another unwanted moan escaped her lips.  What was he doing to her?