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liquidtearsTitle: Power of Love (2/??)
Fandom: Witchblade
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jan Pezzini/Dani Baptiste
Summary: Instead of Sara Pezzini giving birth to Hope like in the comics, she gives birth to a boy. Years later, Jan, after his mother's death, an NYPD Detective himself, is determined to find his mother's killer... and also find love with the woman that appears in his dreams.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Witchblade, only exception is Sara Pezzini's son Jan Pezzini. TopCow owns the characters.
Jan scoffed.
"She is just a friend. And friends stand by eachother. So get your ass out of here and don't ever come back!" Jan told him. "Or do you want another punch?"
Brandon didn't need to be told twice. He ran out of the nightclub.
Jan turned to Dani. "Are you alright, Dani?"
She nodded. But she really wasn't.
He brought her home right after the Incident. She waited until they were in her apartment.
Then she broke down. "What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with this blasted thing?! Why didn't it protect me?! It should have, dammit!"
"Dani, I don't know either." Jan told her as he put his hand on hers. "Have you asked the Curator?"
"No. I will first thing in the morning." Dani replied to him.
Then she tackled him to the couch so he was underneath her. "Dani! What are you..." Jan started, but he was kissed. Hard. And it felt so good.
Dani pushed her tank top over her head to show she wasn't wearing a bra. Right after her tank top had been taken off, her pants followed. Jan felt himself growing hard at this sight. She sure had been asking for it.
"Why, Dani? Why did you dress like this? No bra and panties. It almost looked like you were..."
"Asking for it? Maybe I was." Dani replied with a smirk, as she brushed her hand over the bulge in his pants. She eagerly unzipped them and pulled his briefs down.
"Dani, please. I like you, but..." Jan groaned, cut off from his sentence.
Dani had licked Jan's cock with her tongue and the pleasure it sent coursing through his body was out of this world.
"But what, Jan Pezzini?" she asked as she started to suck him, her mouth going down on him, once, then returned to meet his gaze. "You are Sara's son and therefore I can't give you a blowjob? Therefore you can't fuck me? You can't stroke your cock while thinking about me in between working hours because it is immoral?" Dani asked him as she sucked him again, her mouth going up and down on his hard cock.
"Oh god, DANI! Don't make me fight you!" Jan groaned out. Again that perfect alien feeling.
Her mouth was gone from his cock, in its place was one of Dani's hands. "Fight me? How do you want to do that? Cause I like the idea." Dani said as she got closer. Her hand stopped jerking him off and joined the other to get Jan's shirt off. His cock throbbed at the absence of her touch. She pulled his shirt off.
"Dani!" Jan shouted. Was it an order to have her suck him again? Or stroke his cock again? Dani's lips crashed down on Jan's as they slightly parted and created a feeling in their nether regions they had never felt before during the touch of their tongues. Raw, animalistic pleasure coursed through them like a caged animal set free.
After awhile, Dani broke the french kisses, and again grabbed hold of his still erect cock. This time she rose on her knees and lowered herself on him, ignored his cry of pleasure and started to ride him hard. "OH GOD!" Jan cried out as he closed his eyes while feeling her go up and down his cock. "Jan, open your eyes. Touch me." Dani coaxed him. The moment she saw him open his eyes, Dani knew she had him. Her hands caressed her own breasts, teasing him to have his own do something. Her hands slid down her sides, her breasts ready to have Jan's take their place. His hands connected with her nipples, rubbed them until he squeezed them. "Yes, Jan, now fuck me by thrusting your cock upward to match my thrusts!" Dani ordered him.
It was like she was a sex goddess, giving sex 101 to him. Dani's head shot up to the ceiling as she cried out loud at the feeling of Jan's hands on her breasts squeezing them and his hard cock thrusting upward. "So good! Now don't pull out. Let your orgasm wash over you and mix with mine!"
Jan gasped. He didn't want her to end up pregnant. "Dani! No! Please, you have to let me pull out!" Jan begged, but to no avail. To his horror he screamed out with her as their orgasms racked their bodies...
Dani woke up, her body sweaty and her pussy slick with her wet juices. "Dear God." Dani whispered as she realized she had been dreaming about the Witchblade not working. But the most horrific thing was that she had an erotic dream about Sara's son!
End of Chapter 2
Fandom: Witchblade
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jan Pezzini/Dani Baptiste
Summary: Instead of Sara Pezzini giving birth to Hope like in the comics, she gives birth to a boy. Years later, Jan, after his mother's death, an NYPD Detective himself, is determined to find his mother's killer... and also find love with the woman that appears in his dreams.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Witchblade, only exception is Sara Pezzini's son Jan Pezzini. TopCow owns the characters.
Chapter 2 : Dreams (Dani)
Dani had just finished teaching her class. Only one girl remained in the gym, Finch, one of the pupils Dani taught. She walked over to her and kissed her on her lips.
"That was another wonderful lesson, baby." she whispered in her teacher's ear.
"Finch!" Dani pushed her off.
"We aren't together. Just because your boyfriend was a pimp doesn't mean that we are dating now. I gave you a place to stay." Dani told Finch, whose face fell from happy to sad.
"I... I know. I am sorry." Finch said as she caught up with the rest of her class to go change.
*She's nice, but I ain't no lesbian. I just hope she will find some nice girl. Or maybe she will meet a guy that she can trust again, not a creep like that pimp.* Dani thought as she sighed and looked at her reflection. Her hands. The bracelet she was wearing. The full Witchblade. She hadn't always worn the full one. She had been wearing the Light side of the Witchblade, whereas Sara had been wearing its Dark side. No wonder her friend had been more snappier than usual. And it had been that obsession to gain control of both Witchblade pieces that ultimately killed Sara. How had Dani been supposed to know that the Angelus would stick a sword through Sara's back and gut her? She sighed, closed her eyes for a couple of minutes and then opened them like she had been electrocuted. Jan! He still had no idea about who had really killed his mother. Maybe she should go visit him later. Or invite him over. Her eyes glazed over as she imagined Jan's reflection in the mirrors. Dani remained immobile, but her eyes were drawn to Jan's hands which were unzipping his pants to show her he wasn't wearing any briefs and reveal his hard cock. *Get your mind out of the gutter now!* Dani thought as the image disappeared and everything returned to normal.
*Geez! He's working for your mother, the Head of the NYPD Detective Agency! That'd be nice to tell to her during lunch or dinner, if we ever have time to get together again. Hey mom? You know Jan Pezzini don't you, Sara's kid? Yeah, Dani, what about him? I am having fantasies of sucking his cock in the middle of the gym. Boy, that'd be some conversation! Imagine the look on her face!* Dani thought as she turned around and left the gym to go to the showers. Everyone had already left. It was just her. She would NOT succumb to those fantasies. But, during her shower, she couldn't help but wonder: *what would Sara think of my fondness for her son?*
Dani left the studio after she had gotten dressed again and had put her dancing outfit into her sports bag.
She didn't even want to deal with Finch at the moment. So Dani made dinner for the two of them. Not a word was spoken between the two during dinner.
"Finch? Are you going out tonight?" Dani asked her friend.
Finch shook her head. "I don't want to. Do you?"
"Nah. Not tonight." she said with a sigh. "I'm beat. Luckily, it's Saturday tomorrow... no class until Monday."
Finch nodded. "Yeah, I know. Goodnight, Dani."
"Goodnight Finch."
Dani cleared the table and put the dishes into the dishwasher. She put her dancing outfit and Finch's in the washing machine to get cleaned. With a sigh she stripped down to her bra and panties, laid on her bed and fell asleep. But sleep would not come. A dream came to her instead...
There she was, dancing on the dance floor in a tank top and pants. The movements fluid like the ones in the music video. The lights beat on her body, and Dani glowed in them. The Witchblade wasn't concealed either. Some people looked at her body with avid interest, some looked at the gem that was fastened around her wrist.
"Hey baby, wanna star in my next video?"
"I just couldn't help but notice how fine you are rockin' that dance floor, would you like some company?"
She ignored them, until there was one person she thought was different than the others. He started dancing with her and she had to say, that he had some moves.
"Hi, name's Brandon. You sure got some good moves." the young man said after the song ended.
Dani smiled at him. "So do you."
"So what do you say we blow this joint and go back to your place?"
Dani's smile fell. He was just like the others. All they wanted was to get in her pants. Brandon too.
"I don't want to go yet." Dani told him and started to move to the music again... when he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer.
"Nobody has ever rejected Brandon Pratt before and you sure as hell aren't going to reject me."
Dani smirked, the Witchblade would take care of him. Slice him up real nice, yeah, she could always rely on the Witchblade to help her out. But to her horror it didn't wrap its tentacles around Brandon and push him off. Instead she felt his hands on her breasts.
"Stop it! I don't want to go with you!" Dani yelled and pushed him off her, at least she tried to. Why on earth didn't the Witchblade react? Was it broken?
She tried to stamp on his shoe but he moved away as his hand crept beneath her legs.
"GET OFF ME!" Dani yelled.
Jan Pezzini, who was sitting at the bar drinking a glass of water, looked up. That voice sounded very familiar. Why would Danielle Baptiste, now the only Bearer of the Witchblade, be having trouble with a guy? She could use her little trinket to push them away. Jan decided to check it out anyway.
*Come on!* Dani thought, *activate, dammit!* as she felt Brandon squeeze her breast. She squirmed out loud as she tried to get out of his grasp.
Jan decided to act. He pulled Brandon off Dani and punched him.
"The lady said no." he told him.
"Ohhh! I didn't know she belonged to you, Pezzini."
"That was another wonderful lesson, baby." she whispered in her teacher's ear.
"Finch!" Dani pushed her off.
"We aren't together. Just because your boyfriend was a pimp doesn't mean that we are dating now. I gave you a place to stay." Dani told Finch, whose face fell from happy to sad.
"I... I know. I am sorry." Finch said as she caught up with the rest of her class to go change.
*She's nice, but I ain't no lesbian. I just hope she will find some nice girl. Or maybe she will meet a guy that she can trust again, not a creep like that pimp.* Dani thought as she sighed and looked at her reflection. Her hands. The bracelet she was wearing. The full Witchblade. She hadn't always worn the full one. She had been wearing the Light side of the Witchblade, whereas Sara had been wearing its Dark side. No wonder her friend had been more snappier than usual. And it had been that obsession to gain control of both Witchblade pieces that ultimately killed Sara. How had Dani been supposed to know that the Angelus would stick a sword through Sara's back and gut her? She sighed, closed her eyes for a couple of minutes and then opened them like she had been electrocuted. Jan! He still had no idea about who had really killed his mother. Maybe she should go visit him later. Or invite him over. Her eyes glazed over as she imagined Jan's reflection in the mirrors. Dani remained immobile, but her eyes were drawn to Jan's hands which were unzipping his pants to show her he wasn't wearing any briefs and reveal his hard cock. *Get your mind out of the gutter now!* Dani thought as the image disappeared and everything returned to normal.
*Geez! He's working for your mother, the Head of the NYPD Detective Agency! That'd be nice to tell to her during lunch or dinner, if we ever have time to get together again. Hey mom? You know Jan Pezzini don't you, Sara's kid? Yeah, Dani, what about him? I am having fantasies of sucking his cock in the middle of the gym. Boy, that'd be some conversation! Imagine the look on her face!* Dani thought as she turned around and left the gym to go to the showers. Everyone had already left. It was just her. She would NOT succumb to those fantasies. But, during her shower, she couldn't help but wonder: *what would Sara think of my fondness for her son?*
Dani left the studio after she had gotten dressed again and had put her dancing outfit into her sports bag.
She didn't even want to deal with Finch at the moment. So Dani made dinner for the two of them. Not a word was spoken between the two during dinner.
"Finch? Are you going out tonight?" Dani asked her friend.
Finch shook her head. "I don't want to. Do you?"
"Nah. Not tonight." she said with a sigh. "I'm beat. Luckily, it's Saturday tomorrow... no class until Monday."
Finch nodded. "Yeah, I know. Goodnight, Dani."
"Goodnight Finch."
Dani cleared the table and put the dishes into the dishwasher. She put her dancing outfit and Finch's in the washing machine to get cleaned. With a sigh she stripped down to her bra and panties, laid on her bed and fell asleep. But sleep would not come. A dream came to her instead...
There she was, dancing on the dance floor in a tank top and pants. The movements fluid like the ones in the music video. The lights beat on her body, and Dani glowed in them. The Witchblade wasn't concealed either. Some people looked at her body with avid interest, some looked at the gem that was fastened around her wrist.
"Hey baby, wanna star in my next video?"
"I just couldn't help but notice how fine you are rockin' that dance floor, would you like some company?"
She ignored them, until there was one person she thought was different than the others. He started dancing with her and she had to say, that he had some moves.
"Hi, name's Brandon. You sure got some good moves." the young man said after the song ended.
Dani smiled at him. "So do you."
"So what do you say we blow this joint and go back to your place?"
Dani's smile fell. He was just like the others. All they wanted was to get in her pants. Brandon too.
"I don't want to go yet." Dani told him and started to move to the music again... when he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer.
"Nobody has ever rejected Brandon Pratt before and you sure as hell aren't going to reject me."
Dani smirked, the Witchblade would take care of him. Slice him up real nice, yeah, she could always rely on the Witchblade to help her out. But to her horror it didn't wrap its tentacles around Brandon and push him off. Instead she felt his hands on her breasts.
"Stop it! I don't want to go with you!" Dani yelled and pushed him off her, at least she tried to. Why on earth didn't the Witchblade react? Was it broken?
She tried to stamp on his shoe but he moved away as his hand crept beneath her legs.
"GET OFF ME!" Dani yelled.
Jan Pezzini, who was sitting at the bar drinking a glass of water, looked up. That voice sounded very familiar. Why would Danielle Baptiste, now the only Bearer of the Witchblade, be having trouble with a guy? She could use her little trinket to push them away. Jan decided to check it out anyway.
*Come on!* Dani thought, *activate, dammit!* as she felt Brandon squeeze her breast. She squirmed out loud as she tried to get out of his grasp.
Jan decided to act. He pulled Brandon off Dani and punched him.
"The lady said no." he told him.
"Ohhh! I didn't know she belonged to you, Pezzini."
"She is just a friend. And friends stand by eachother. So get your ass out of here and don't ever come back!" Jan told him. "Or do you want another punch?"
Brandon didn't need to be told twice. He ran out of the nightclub.
Jan turned to Dani. "Are you alright, Dani?"
She nodded. But she really wasn't.
He brought her home right after the Incident. She waited until they were in her apartment.
Then she broke down. "What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with this blasted thing?! Why didn't it protect me?! It should have, dammit!"
"Dani, I don't know either." Jan told her as he put his hand on hers. "Have you asked the Curator?"
"No. I will first thing in the morning." Dani replied to him.
Then she tackled him to the couch so he was underneath her. "Dani! What are you..." Jan started, but he was kissed. Hard. And it felt so good.
Dani pushed her tank top over her head to show she wasn't wearing a bra. Right after her tank top had been taken off, her pants followed. Jan felt himself growing hard at this sight. She sure had been asking for it.
"Why, Dani? Why did you dress like this? No bra and panties. It almost looked like you were..."
"Asking for it? Maybe I was." Dani replied with a smirk, as she brushed her hand over the bulge in his pants. She eagerly unzipped them and pulled his briefs down.
"Dani, please. I like you, but..." Jan groaned, cut off from his sentence.
Dani had licked Jan's cock with her tongue and the pleasure it sent coursing through his body was out of this world.
"But what, Jan Pezzini?" she asked as she started to suck him, her mouth going down on him, once, then returned to meet his gaze. "You are Sara's son and therefore I can't give you a blowjob? Therefore you can't fuck me? You can't stroke your cock while thinking about me in between working hours because it is immoral?" Dani asked him as she sucked him again, her mouth going up and down on his hard cock.
"Oh god, DANI! Don't make me fight you!" Jan groaned out. Again that perfect alien feeling.
Her mouth was gone from his cock, in its place was one of Dani's hands. "Fight me? How do you want to do that? Cause I like the idea." Dani said as she got closer. Her hand stopped jerking him off and joined the other to get Jan's shirt off. His cock throbbed at the absence of her touch. She pulled his shirt off.
"Dani!" Jan shouted. Was it an order to have her suck him again? Or stroke his cock again? Dani's lips crashed down on Jan's as they slightly parted and created a feeling in their nether regions they had never felt before during the touch of their tongues. Raw, animalistic pleasure coursed through them like a caged animal set free.
After awhile, Dani broke the french kisses, and again grabbed hold of his still erect cock. This time she rose on her knees and lowered herself on him, ignored his cry of pleasure and started to ride him hard. "OH GOD!" Jan cried out as he closed his eyes while feeling her go up and down his cock. "Jan, open your eyes. Touch me." Dani coaxed him. The moment she saw him open his eyes, Dani knew she had him. Her hands caressed her own breasts, teasing him to have his own do something. Her hands slid down her sides, her breasts ready to have Jan's take their place. His hands connected with her nipples, rubbed them until he squeezed them. "Yes, Jan, now fuck me by thrusting your cock upward to match my thrusts!" Dani ordered him.
It was like she was a sex goddess, giving sex 101 to him. Dani's head shot up to the ceiling as she cried out loud at the feeling of Jan's hands on her breasts squeezing them and his hard cock thrusting upward. "So good! Now don't pull out. Let your orgasm wash over you and mix with mine!"
Jan gasped. He didn't want her to end up pregnant. "Dani! No! Please, you have to let me pull out!" Jan begged, but to no avail. To his horror he screamed out with her as their orgasms racked their bodies...
Dani woke up, her body sweaty and her pussy slick with her wet juices. "Dear God." Dani whispered as she realized she had been dreaming about the Witchblade not working. But the most horrific thing was that she had an erotic dream about Sara's son!
End of Chapter 2
