Okay, I finally did it. This is my first PPG story. I love Buttercup the best, so I thought I'd do a story about her. I hope you all like it. I wrote this at three in the morning. I'm not sure where it's going, but I'll figure something out. Happy reading.
Chapter One: Secret Rendezvous
"Alright, you punks," Blossom said. "It'll all over." She punched one of the gang members square in the face. He fell to the ground, cracking the pavement.
Bubbles followed her lead and punched out two more gang members. Then Buttercup grabbed hold of Big Billy and swung him around, and he crashed into the two remaining gang members.
The cops soon showed up and carted them away. "I guess we saved the day again," Bubbles said.
Blossom and Bubbles were preparing to go home, but Buttercup lingered about. "Hey, Buttercup," Blossom said. "Are you coming?"
"You go ahead," Buttercup said. "I'll be along later."
"Oh, okay," Blossom said. "We'll see you at home then."
When Blossom and Bubbles had flown out of sight Buttercup flew in the other direction. She turned down an alley and landed. She looked around, and then felt someone grab her by the shoulders. On instinct she performed a back kick and took the assailant by the arm and flipped him over. She looked upon him in horror when she saw who it was.
The young man rose to his feet, rubbing the back of his head. "Butch," she whispered and embraced him. She kissed him fiercely as he backed her against the wall of the brick building. Finally they broke off the kiss. They were both breathless and were panting heavily. "I hope I didn't hurt you," Buttercup finally was able to get out.
"Nobody flips me over like you do," he said and pressed his lips against hers. He wrapped his arms around her and snaked his hand up under her top.
"Butch what are you trying to do?" Buttercup asked him and let out a moan. "Don't you know that makes me all horny?"
"That's why I'm doing it," he said as his tongue traveled down to her neck. "What do you say we go somewhere to be alone?"
"Where do you have in mind?" Buttercup asked, starting to nibble on his ear. He groaned then grabbed her hand.
"Follow me," he said.
He led her through the dark alleys, until they came to an old building. They went through a small door and down a narrow hallway, until they came to the end of the hall. He took out a key and unlocked the door. Inside it looked like a small apartment. It had a single room with a kitchenette and a small bathroom.
"Who's place is this?" Buttercup asked, looking around.
Butch locked the door behind him and sneaked up behind her. "It's ours," he said, starting to kiss her neck. "At least for tonight." He was still behind her, his hand traveling up to her breasts. Even through her clothes he was making her body temperature rise.
"You better stop that," Buttercup said, lifting her arms up. He started to lift her top. "I'm not going to be able to control myself." She was panting as she said it.
"Good," he said as he lifted her top over her head. She turned around to face him. She still had her bra on. He was about to undo it, but she stopped him.
"Now, that's not fair," Buttercup said and pulled off his shirt. She ran her fingers over his chest, circling her finger around his most sensitive area. "That's better," she said.
He grabbed hold of her. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around him. She put her lips on his and opened her mouth slightly. He did the same. Their tongues explored each other, taking in each other's taste. He walked over to the mattress that lay on the floor. He placed her down on it and hovered over her. He slipped her skirt down swiftly, practically tearing it off.
He proceeded to take off his pants. Buttercup helped him and undid her bra, letting her breasts fall out. Butch took his hand, feeling the soft skin. He ran his tongue over her sensitive nipple, first the left and then the right. She let out soft moans of pleasure. He continued to arouse her, until she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Oh, god, I need you now," she said and practically attacked him and pulled off his boxer shorts. She saw that he was rock hard, which excited her even more. "I want you in me, now," she demanded,
He obliged her positioning himself. He slipped his swollen membrane inside her. Her panting turned to light screams and grew louder with each one of his thrusts. She wrapped her legs around him and held onto him, gliding her tongue up and down his neck and behind his ear. It only excited him further, and he snaked deeper into her as she screamed out in pure pleasure. He finally released himself and collapsed on top of her.
After their breathing returned to normal they lay next to each other. He kissed her softly and stroked her face. "I've missed this," Butch said.
"Me, too," Buttercup said, putting her head on his chest. "I just wish we didn't have to sneak around. You know, be able to see each other out in the open."
"So do I, but it's not possible," Butch said. "As long as you're a crime fighter, and I'm..."
"Don't say it," she said and kissed him. The kiss intensified, and she rolled over on top of him. "You ready to go again."
"With you," Butch said, looking into her eyes. "Anytime." She reached down to feel that he was hard again. "It seems like you're ready." Butch rolled over on top of her again. She wrapped her arms around him as he entered her again.
"Oh, Butch," she screamed out. His grunts became deeper and more urgent as he grinded deeper within her. She felt as if he was tearing her apart, but she wanted more. She thrust right back at him, until his grunts reached their climax and both of them nearly lost consciousness.
They just lay in each other arms unable to move, until they both fell asleep, Butch still inside her.
A few hours later Butch awoke to see Buttercup still sleeping. He had pulled out of her and lay next to her, admiring how truly beautiful she was.
Before long, Buttercup began to stir. She opened her eyes to see Butch lying next to her. She had almost forgotten where she was. She gasped when she realized it.
"What time is it?" she asked, sitting up.
"Almost morning," Butch said.
"Damn," Buttercup shouted in frustration. "How am I going to explain this?"
"Don't," Butch said, kissing her again. "Just tell them it's none of their business."
She so desperately wanted to stay, but she knew she couldn't. "Butch, stop that. I really have to go."
He pouted at that, watching her get up and put her clothes back on. "When will I see you again?" he asked.
After she had redressed, she bent down on her knees to look him in the eyes. "I don't know."
"I hope it's soon," he said and attempted to pull her back down with him.
"Butch, stop it," she said. "I'd love nothing more than to stay here with you, but I can't. I won't have my sisters asking questions. I don't want to do anything to make them suspicious. If they ever found out..."
"They're not going to," he said and reached up and put his arms around her. "You know I love you, right? This isn't just a fling."
"I know," Buttercup said. "I love you, too. That's why I don't want to ruin it. I can't imagine not being with you again."
"Same here," he said and gave her one last kiss, before she got up and walked to the door. She gave him one last look before leaving.
She returned home within minutes of leaving Butch. When she walked through the door she was greeted by her two angry sisters.
"Good morning, Buttercup," Blossom said, accusingly. "And where have you been?"
"We waited up all night," Bubbles added, equally as angry.
Buttercup looked both her sisters in the eyes and said, "None of your business." She flew upstairs to her room and slammed the door.
Okay, how did I do. This is my first PPG story that I wrote by myself. I hope I didn't screw up too bad. Well, drop me a line and let me know what you think.