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Disclaimer: WildC.A.T.s: Covert Action Teams belongs to Jim Lee, Brandon
Choi, WildStorm Productions, Image Comics and Nelvana Entertainment
Productions. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 09/29/2006

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Strong language, drug use, graphic violence, voyurism, male solo
sex, male/female sex

Category: Het

Pairing: Grifter/Zealot

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: After the heroic WildC.A.T.s return from another successfull mission
and the Grifter is nowhere to be found, Spartan sends Zealot to find him,
which she does... drunk in a local bar.

Other Notes: This AU story is based on a story in WILDCATS Issue #22 (June
2001).

Dedications: None so far.
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WildC.A.T.s - Covert Action Teams: I Want Out!!
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

It had began after two races of alien beings -- the heroic Kherubim and
Hellspont and the evil Daemonites -- had crash-landed their ships on our own
planet Earth, which was where they had no other choice, but to continue their
extraterestrial battle between good and evil.

As a matter of fact, it was on the one day that a human multi-millionaire
named Jacob Marlowe had discovered a humanoid-female-looking computer known
as Void that she had told him all about the battle between the Kherubim and
the Daemonites and he had decided to form a super-heroic group of human and
kherubim warriors known as the WildC.A.T.s (Convert Action Teams).

And ever since that particular team has been formed, not only were they able
to successfully defeat the sinister plans of the evil Daemonites, but also to
defeat the female warriors of Zealot's old group known as the Coda, who had
gone rogue after she had left them to join the WildC.A.T.s.

Speaking of which, it had all began on the evening of September 29th that
Void had transported the WildC.A.T.s back to their headquarters after they
had successfully rescued the President of the United States from a Coda
assassination attempt, just in time for a smiling Jacob to rush over to the
five team members -- Spartan, Grifter, Warblade, Voodoo and Zealot -- and
said to them, "Congratulations all around, WildC.A.T.s! I had watched the
President on the FOX NEWS CHANNEL praising your heroic efforts against the
assassins!"

"That's good for us to hear, Jacob. Now if you were to excuse us, we need to
go into the meeting room and start comparing notes on...!", that was what the
bionic team leader known as Spartan had said to Jacob before he had looked
around the room and noticed that one of his fellow WildC.A.T.s had suddenly
disappeared. "Zealot, could you please do us a favor and go find the Grifter
before he gets tossed out of some bar on his ass?"

And after she had nodded her head in response to Spartan's question, the
former Coda warrior named Zealot had left the WildC.A.T.s Headquarters and
walked all the way over to one of the many local taverns, where she had
noticed that Cole Cash (aka the Grifter) was sitting at a table all alone
with only three bottles of beer for company.

And then, after she had walked over to that very table and slammed her hands
down in front of her drunk teammate, the man known as the Grifter had looked
at an upset Zealot through blood-shot eyes and said, "Uh-oh! Mommy is weally
mad at me! Wha's da madda, Mommy? Do I need a spakin'?"

"Believe me, Grifter! You look like you need more than just a spanking! Just
look at yourself! You're so drunk that you're starting to look more and more
like shit!" an unhappy Zealot had said to the Grifter just before he had
thrown the last beer bottle at a wall and yelled, "OKAY!! SO I LOOK LIKE
SHIT!! SO FUCKING WHAT?! I HAD BEEN FIGHTING THIS FUCKING WAR SO LONG THAT I
JUST CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!! I WANT OUT!!"

That was before an angry Zealot had grabbed her drunk teammate by the shirt
and slammed him down on the floor just before she had looked at the entire
room and noticed that all of the other bar patrons were looking at her with
wide eyes and dropped-open mouths.

That had caused the former Coda warrior to lift the Grifter off the floor
and carried him over her shoulder out of the bar and all the way to the place
known as the Hamer Hotel, which was where she had stepped inside one of the
rooms, placed her drunk teammate on the bed and stepped inside the bathroom
to start filling the tub with water.

But while she was doing that, the Grifter had opened his still-drunk eyes,
sat himself up and gazed upon the wonderfully-built body of an unsuspecting
Zealot with a smile on his face, causing him to lift himself off the bed,
strip off all of his clothes and start stroking his stiff cock.

And then, after he had stepped inside the bathroom and placed both of his
hands in-between her legs, a shocked Zealot had turned herself quickly around
and looked at the Grifter like she was about to ask, "What the fucking hell
has gotten into you, Grifter? Have you gone out of your fucking mind?"

But just as she was about to ask those questions, the Grifter had placed his
hand on the back of Zealot's head, kissed her ever so passionately on the
lips and said, "Aaaawwww! C'mon, Zealot! You know tad you wanna fuck me! So,
why don' we just stop lyin' ta each odder and ged id ober wid!"

And then, after she had noticed that even though he was drunk, there was
still something sexy about her fallen teammate, Zealot had allowed the
Grifter to give her another deep and passionate kiss on the lips, stripped
off all of her clothes and allowed him to start licking all over her
bare-ass naked body -- all the way down to her hot, wet pussy and carressing
her firm breasts.

Then, after she had placed her hands on his bare shoulders and said,
"Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Cole! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck
my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" the two WildC.A.T.s members had laid themselves
down on the floor and the Grifter had turned himself around and allowed
Zealot to start sucking on his stone hard dick.

It had caused her to realize that she was able to experience something that
she had never experienced with any of her fellow WildC.A.T.s before, for she
was experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying every minute of it.

Just then, after he had placed his stiff cock inside her asshole and used
each of his hands to carress both her tits and snatch, a sexually-energized
Zealot has placed one of her hands on the Grifter's bare shoulder and the
other hand on his bare arm and yelled, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT,
COLE! TOUCH ME! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM!
AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after the two newfound lovers had started moving themselves harder
and faster and their lovemaking has finally defeated the last daemonite on
Earth, both Zealot and the Grifter had came and collapsed due to exhaustion
and fell asleep with their naked arms in a lover's embrace.

Just then, on the very next day, both Zealot and a sober Grifter had walked
into the headquarters of the WildC.A.T.s, where Jacob Marlowe had given them
a good, hard stare, crossed his arms, shaken his head and said, "It's about
time the both of you had shown up! You better get yourselves inside that
meeting room before Spartan really has a short circut!"

And after Jacob had walked himself back to his office, the Grifter had turned
his head towards Zealot, taken a deep breath and said, "Look, Zealot. I'm
glad that you were there to help me. And I'm so very sorry about what I had
forced us to do with each other. You see...!"

But just as he was about to say another word, an understanding Zealot had
placed the tips of her fingers on the Grifter's lips and said, "Sssshhhh.
There's no need for you to explain, Cole. There's also no need for you to
apologize. You see, you were right. I really did want to fuck you... and
I'm glad that I had done so."

THE END!

    

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