Arthur Fist Gif Novels & Stories

"My mum was your wife, aren't you ashamed of yourself?" "Shut the fuck up" Arthur yelled angrily. "You are the reason why your mum is dead, you took her from me so it is only right that you satisfy my needs in her stead." After speaking, Arthur held Ria's two hands with his left hand. He was tall and huge and although Ria was also tall, she was no match for him. He unzipped his trouser with his right hand and freed his throbbing cock from his trouser. When Ria saw his cock, she opened her mouth to scream but he covered it with his hand.

Click. The sharp sound snapped me from my trance. I glanced over my shoulder at him. He was smiling from ear to ear. Something about his smile made me very nervous. I turned towards the wall again while he was busy inspecting the photo he’d just taken. His smile wasn't inappropriate in any way, but maybe that’s why I felt so uncomfortable. Lust-filled eyes and mischievous smiles. I was used to those by now, but Arthur’s smile wasn’t like that. It was innocent, filled with simple joy. The way a child looks at a present on Christmas morning. It made me feel guilty. Like I was doing something wrong.

They were halfway when Arthur suddenly stopped the car and she looked at him confused. "Wait inside!" He ordered while getting out. She looked at him confused when he stood in front of the car headlights. Suddenly the men in mask came out of nowhere and started attacking him. "Chief!" She gasped. Arthur knew that someone was trying to trap him. As soon as they came out, he proved them wrong. Within seconds he broke bones and snapped necks. Slicing throats and tearing skins, he was brutal with them. When he was done, he called Garry.

Did he come back for revenge? Just as Scarface was about to react, Arthur struck him. His punch landed directly under the jaw with a terrifying force, a cruel technique that couldn't be countered. "Boss..." "Boss..." You and Fred stepped out while Nancy covered her mouth in astonishment, unable to believe that the man outside, who looked like a demon, was indeed Arthur. "Fred, make sure they go to jail for a lifetime." Arthur withdrew his hand, turned around, and got into the car. His chest was still heaving uncomfortably as if something wanted to burst out.

Arthur’s POV Her voice cut through the air like a blade. “Arthur. Look out.” I turned. Fast. Just in time to see him, Lumian charging at me like a bull with nothing left to lose. His fist came at my face. I caught it mid-air. The impact jolted through my shoulder, but I didn’t flinch. He swung again with his other hand. I ducked, driving my elbow into his ribs. He grunted, stumbling back a step.

With that, Arthur lets me go, and his move is surprisingly gentle. I rub my wrist and twist my shoulder as I step away from him, but he remains in his spot, smiling at me as he puts his hands on his waist. There’s that smug smile on his face again that I’m itching to wipe off. So I do the first thing that comes to mind: punch him in the mouth. And this time, he doesn’t seem able to anticipate it. He tries to duck, but my knuckles hit contact before he can do so. The first thing that hits me is the blunt pain in my knuckles. I look at him and he has a busted lip. That’s worth all the pain.

And at the same moment Caine spotted Arthur and Stacey, and he was not happy to see that, since they looked like they were talking. "Trash, what do you think you're doing?" Caine sneered, walking towards arthur. "Get out of here before I end your life." Caine threatened. A smile crept onto Arthur's face, as he stared at Caine. "That I would like to see." Arthur stepped towards Caine, his expression getting serious. Wasting no time Caine swung at Arthur with all his might, but Arthur caught the fist effortlessly. Arthur clenched his fist and punched Caine on the mouth, sending him to the ground, a tooth flew out of his mouth as he fell.

Fargo took off the glasses and smashed it to pieces disconnecting the live video. "What do you think you're doing?" He asked as he rained slaps on Arthur's face. Arthur groaned loudly in pain. "I'm unveiling who you truly are to the world." "I'll kill you." Fargo said angrily as he sent Arthur crashing on the ground with another blow. Arthur spat blood. "You shouldn't have touched my family." Fargo took out a pocket knife, "I'll let you experience pain and beg me to kill you."

I freed my hands and fixed the pelt on my body because three males and a hatchling were in my room, and I looked unsightly. Gurion jumped into my arms, crying in joy. "Mommy, I miss you! I studied well. I can talk pwopely... Eh? pwopewly! pwo— Ahh! I can talk well alwedy!" he babbled while stuttering on some words. "Aw! So cute! It's okay. I'll help you practice your 'R' sound next time." I grinned affectionately while hugging him tightly. "Hey, Are you really Ari? You look... Older?" Blake asked nonchalantly.

Arthur turned and grinned when he saw the Rottweiler, he crouched down as the dog rushed him, licking his face. “Woah, Flint that’s okay,” Arthur said, the dog ran around, energized at seeing its master, then Arthur noticed me, he picked up a cigar and lit it, I didn’t know he smoked. He walked towards me, his blue eyes were half-lidded, he was certainly drunk, how long had he been standing there drinking. “Arthur, you shouldn’t be smoking” I said carefully, he scowled, his face clouded in anger, then he relaxed, his expression looked sad.