>>116338679How do you think it first happened? I think Heka thought he was cute enough to toy with at first, like a puppy, but didn't seriously consider anything with him. Her teasing got more sexual the more mature and ripped Marco got, but she always convinced herself it was just a joke, to fluster him. Marco gradually stopped being flustered by her flirtation, and even started flustering her with his own.
To show him who's boss, a Hekaclone lured Marco into an abandoned fortress and pretended to be cornered. To mess with his head, she put on her sultriest act and went to work at seducing him. You know, as a prank. Just to embarrass him, you know. But when he lunged at her and kissed her deeply, she didn't resist at all. In fact, she returned his embrace, lost in passion. Like a wild animal, Marco tore off their clothes and made crazed love to her on the fortress floor. The force of her orgasm blew her out, which reverberated to the other Hekaclones who all at once orgasmed too.
That's when the pretense stopped. Marco still had to blow out all the flames, but fairly often he would catch up to a Hekaclone and wouldn't blow her out right away. Sometimes a Hekaclone would let herself get caught. Sometimes groups of them. It became less like a battle and more of a courtship. Hekapoo letting the last flame go out was basically her finally deciding to give Marco a key to her apartment.
And that's my fanfic on how I wish I was Marco.
