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Olette wouldn't stop giggling like an idiot as I carried her to our hotel room. Granted, it was cute, but I was the one trying to focus on carrying her ass all the way to the honeymoon suite, all the while we were both still in our wedding dresses. Yeah, the people at the hotel didn't know, but I'd flown us straight there from Star Lake as soon as the wedding reception was over. I'd have taken us straight through into the suite, but legally, we HAD to come in through the lobby. Plus, wouldn't have been good to have them suspect that Starslip was in their hotel, which is also why I had to hold back on using my powers to make carrying Olette look any easier. Hence why I needed to be so careful carrying her."Hey, Miss Giggles, wanna get the door?" I asked as we came up to the door to the suite."That's MRS. Giggles now," Olette replied, still giggling as she dug out the key-card and opened the door for us. "...Oh WOW...!"We both stood in awe as we looked into the room. It was pretty much everything any girl has ever dreamed of when it came to a honeymoon suite: Gorgeous-looking carpets, curtains, and wallpaper, a fireplace, a balcony with a view of the ocean, an HD TV, and while the bed wasn't heart shaped, it was HUGE, and made up with simply beautiful sheets. I'm not gonna lie, I think I MAY have drooled a little bit."...Girl, hurry up and carry me across that fucking threshold!" Olette cried happily. And yeah, ever since we graduated high school, Olette's been pretty liberal with the usage of the word "fuck". I don't know why. It seems a bit odd for her, but I guess she just likes the sound of it. Either that, or there were so many times she WANTED to say it growing up and couldn't.I was all too happy to comply with Olette's wishes, carrying her through the doorway and into the suite. As soon as we were in, she hopped out of my arms and started darting about the room, checking out the various amenities. Suddenly, we were 8 years old again, standing in the middle of the biggest toy store we'd ever seen. And it was absolutely adorable to me. My best friend, my wife, the love of my life. Absolutely adorable.We didn't wait long until after we'd both graduated to get married. After spending so much time working as Star Lake's protectors, and knowing that particular mission wasn't going to be done any time soon, during which any number of things could happen to us, we decided we wanted to spend as much time as a family as humanly possible. And it was always on our to-do list, so we decided to get it done right away that summer. Mind you, it meant rushing a few of the details to where we didn't exactly have the most extravagant wedding, but neither of us really cared about that anyway. If I had to, I would've married Olette in City Hall."Can you believe our parents set this whole thing up?" Olette asked, staring out the window at the beautiful view."I knew Dad was saving money for something, but I had no idea it was for THIS!" I replied as I entered the bathroom, my jaw dropping at the heart-shaped bath tub."Yeah, and I figured Mom and Dad were just saving up for my education," Olette went on, practically bouncing as she sat on the edge of the bed. "I didn't know they had this in mind, too."I smiled, taking a seat next to O. Looking at the clock on the end table, I realized it was already getting late. We both locked eyes. Yup, it was finally time...and God, was I nervous as hell. We both were. And we could both tell we were both every bit as shaky as each other. Blushing, fidgeting, occasionally looking away at ANYTHING before our gazes eventually met again. And I always made it a habit, ever since I became Starslip, to never let people see me sweat, but I'm pretty sure she could tell. She can ALWAYS tell."So..." I said, gripping the bed-sheets a little bit."...Yeah," Olette replied, gently placing her hand over mine.Now it was my turn to get into a giggling fit. "This is ridiculous! This is everything we've been waiting for for, what, 6 years?""8 for me," Olette responded as she took her glasses off, earning a cocked eyebrow from me. "...What? I had an over-active imagination as a kid, okay?""I'm sorry, 'HAD an over-active imagination'?" I asked, winking.That did it. The next thing I knew, Olette had tackled me onto the bed. Of course, I let her, since if I didn't want her to, it'd be as easy as letting her phase right through me. She immediately started blowing raspberries on every exposed bit of skin on me, making me giggle even worse. After what felt like a full minute of that, though, I found myself looking straight up into her eyes, and suddenly, my adorkable best friend was now my sexy goddess. Just that look on her face, the kind where she could say she wanted to literally eat me whole, and I would say yes. My fears were gone. This was our moment, and I was going to enjoy every last second of it.Reaching up, I pulled Olette in for a deep, passionate kiss, probably the single most tongue-involved kiss we'd EVER had. I could feel her hands roaming all over my body, exploring every last inch of me, and I shuddered in desire. I started to repay the favour, rubbing her shoulders and breaking the kiss long enough to plant kisses down her arms and across her knuckles. I started to try and slip out of my wedding dress, but she quickly took my hands in hers, stopping me."N-No!" Olette stammered, blushing hard. "...Leave it on. Please?"And suddenly, adorkable Olette was back, and I could not resist the urge to tease her. "...Why, Mrs. Olette Alice Runnels-Doyle, are you implying you have some kind of bride fetish?"At this point, Olette could've been mistaken for a tomato. "...M-Maybe?"I smiled softly, reaching up to stroke Olette's cheek and hair. She looked into my eyes, and I gave her a small nod, letting her know it was okay. I didn't care that she had a bride fetish, and was all too willing to let her indulge in it. Once she recognized this, we went back to kissing deeply, our fingers brushing each other's hair. Suddenly, I could feel her lips latch around my tongue and start to suck on it, sending jolts of electricity all throughout my body as I fought the urge to kick my legs."...Oh ho, I see I'm not the only one in this bed with desires they've been keeping to themselves," Olette teased, whispering in my ear.Well, that wasn't 100% true. Sure, I really DID want her to suck on my tongue a little, but here's the thing: It turns out that, when my body changed to give me superpowers, it had more than a few side-effects. Namely, in this case, it apparently left me a little bit overly sensitive to certain pleasurable stimuli. In other words, pretty much EVERY SINGLE THING that Olette was doing to me was taking me closer to the brink of orgasm, and she hadn't even touched me down there yet...the keyword being YET."Kiss me everywhere...!" I moaned as Olette ran her fingers down my spine.Olette was all too happy to comply with this request. Pretty soon, I was feeling her lips make contact with every last bit of skin that my dress had left exposed. Then, making sure not to let it come off, she managed to get my dress down and off of my chest, so she could kiss all over and under my breasts. I smirked a little, knowing damned well she had wanted to mess with my breasts for YEARS. I'll never forget, til the day I die, when she first saw them when I told her about my powers and accidentally phased through my clothes."Mmm, trying to get milk, are ya?" I asked jokingly as Olette started sucking on my nipple."Bitch, I might be," Olette replied, blatantly calling back to that aforementioned day, a little muffled from having my nipple between her lips.I won't lie, though, that was enough to get me going. But then, when I started to feel her nibbling along my collarbone, I thought I was gonna die from ecstasy. She must've recognized that, because at that point, she decided to go in for the kill, reaching under my long skirt and pulling my underwear off. Olette looked like she was in a trance, staring me between the legs. It made me turn practically neon red as she stared at my bare vagina, save for a little blonde fuzz that was around it."Don't...don't stare like that," I whimpered, clichéd as it was. "It's embarrassing."Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore. Olette leaned in close and started exploring my insides with her tongue, and I swear, at that point, my brain was blaring the Hallelujah Chorus at full volume. In fact, it MAY have even escaped my throat at one point, when O's tongue delicately slipped across a cluster of nerves that made me almost start convulsing. And, as embarrassing as it was, and is to admit to this, I didn't last long. I didn't even have a chance to warn her before I dug my nails HARD into the bed and shot out fluid like a busted pipe, crying out Olette's name over and over.I laid there, panting and sweating, my heart beating all the way up into my throat, then Olette finally came back up from under my skirt, her face covered in my cum. "I...I'm sorry, I-""Mmm," Olette moaned in delight as she licked my love juices off of her face. "Damn, girl, you taste exquisite."The look on O's face as she actually swallowed my cum and told me it tasted good was SO damned sexy, I just couldn't take it. I NEEDED her, bad. I grabbed her and flipped us around, with me on top and her laying on the bed. I grabbed her dress and made it intangible, pulling it free in one fell swoop without damaging it at all, leaving the love of my life laying mostly nude underneath me, save for a pair of cotton white panties and white stockings. I'm pretty sure I was drooling all over the place at the sight of her pure, untouched, untainted body for the very first time as she laid beneath me."Like what you see?" Olette asked, smiling seductively up at me."...Oh yes, VERY much so...!" I whispered as I practically attacked her with my lips and fingertips. I left no inch of Olette's body untouched. NONE whatsoever. I kissed and rubbed and licked and caressed and nibbled on every last bit of her body, from her head down to her toes and everything in between, and then I rolled her over to do the same to the other side. I could hear her moan as she bit down onto the knuckle of her index finger, trying to keep from screaming. It was SO hot, seeing her like that.After a while, once I'd had my fun, I turned Olette back onto her back and lifted her hips. Peeling her panties off, I looked down at her pussy. It was shimmering with moisture, and it was completely bare of any hair. Clearly, Olette had been waxing, and pretty effectively, too. Just the thought of doing it THERE, though, I knew it must've hurt like hell, which made me feel all the more appreciative and loved that she would go to such lengths.I gently ran my fingers between Olette's legs, feeling about, and watched her writhe in pleasure. With a grin, I kissed my way along her inner thighs and across her labia, ending right on her love button. Flicking my tongue out, I took a slow, long lick between Olette's pussy lips, lapping up what juices I could, and cooing as I felt it run down my throat. I knew I needed more, and so I took my tongue and swirled it around and around inside of her."Ohhh, baby, YES!" Olette moaned, gripping the pillow under her. "Oh fuck, yes! I love you so much! My pussy loves you so fucking much! Eat my pussy, please!"I fought back the urge to snort at Olette's use of cheesy porn talk, focusing on the task at hand. It was actually REALLY important that I kept my focus. See, another problem my body has is that, whenever it starts to get hotter, it can go intangible all on its own, without me trying to make it happen. It took some practice, but I managed to figure out how to keep it from happening: I just had to make sure I kept my focus on whatever it was I was doing in that exact moment. The hotter my body got, the stronger my focus would have to be. And considering how hot the act of making sweet, sweaty love with Olette was making me, it was all the more important I keep myself from phasing. Otherwise, I might end up phasing my tongue PAST her inner walls into somewhere it's not supposed to be, and that would NOT be good.Once I'd had my fill of my love's sweet nectar, though, I decided to press my lips HARD onto her clitoris and start sucking on it. As soon as I started, Olette's legs suddenly locked themselves around me, and her hands dug into my hair. To add to the experience, I started rubbing around inside of her with my finger. Luckily, her hymen was broken after 'the incident' with the seesaw when we were kids, so I didn't have to worry too much about hurting her. Instead, it seemed to drive her wilder under me."More!" Olette cried, tossing her head. "It feels so good!"With a smile, I did as asked, sucking even harder and occasionally even running the very edges of my teeth along her clit. I felt around more inside her pussy, eventually finding and stroking her g-spot, making her gasp super hard. I added a second finger, and everything that came out of her mouth at that point was random gibberish accompanied by moans and groans. The only things I could make out were "More", "Harder", and "You feel so fucking good".Finally, after a few minutes, I could hear Olette's breathing pick up. "I'm gonna cum! Ohhh, I'm gonna cum so much!"I smirked, picking up the pace as I pleasured her harder and faster. Unable to hold it back, Olette let herself cum hard, head thrown back and screaming my name as her love juices ran down my hand and arm. Looking over the glistening fluids, I took a small lick, getting a taste of it, and it felt absolutely heavenly, so I made sure to make a show of cleaning my hand and arm off of the stuff for her."Mm, delicious," I practically purred before kissing O softly, running my fingers through her hair. "My love."Olette panted weakly, wiping the sweat from her forehead as I cuddled up to her. "Wow...!"I giggled a little, kissing softly along my wife's neck. "Mmm, was that everything you wanted all these years?"Olette nodded, wrapping her arms and legs around me. "You better believe it...At least, as far as the first time goes.""...What'd you have in mind for the next time?" I asked, genuinely curious."Let's just say that wedding dresses aren't the only clothes I have a kink for," Olette replied with a blush.I snorted hard, resting weakly against Olette's chest. "My pervert bride.""Yeah, like you never got wet looking at me in our school uniforms," Olette responded, gently playing with my hair.We never moved from that spot for the rest of the night. We just laid there, talking about whatever random thoughts came to mind, and basking in the afterglow of what we'd done. Finally, after a while, we found ourselves nodding off, tangled up in each other. Whatever the next day might have to offer, or the day after that, we'd handle it then. For now, we had each other. We were wife and wife. And that's all that mattered....That, and our kick-ass honeymoon suite.
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Tammy Alfonso sighed, leaning back in her chair in her office. It had been a long night of nothing but approving plans by all of her various subordinates, underlings, and peons. Some wanted to set up a gun-smuggling job, some wanted to lean on the mayor to legalize prostitution in the city, and, oddly enough, one wanted to open a new frozen yogurt place on Fabok Boulevard. Fonzie had tilted her head at this request, but then she thought about how much money places like that typically made these days, so she signed off on it. Still, it was a lot of work, keeping all of these various crooks and criminals under her thumb, making sure their every plan benefited her first and foremost.Lazily opening her eyes, Fonzie glanced at her computer monitor, which she had shut off for the night. She was about to get up and head out, calling it a night, when she saw something reflected in the black screen: Someone outside her window. In fact, they were floating outside of her window. A certain blonde-haired superheroine that Fonzie had become quite accustomed to as of late: The girl calling herself 'The Intangible Starslip'.At first, Tammy started to reach into her sleeve for one of her knives, expecting a fight. However, then she noticed something about Starslip: She looked a bit...hesitant to be there. Even with her mask on and her hair partially obscuring her face, Fonzie could see a terrible blush forming across the black, purple, and yellow-clad superheroine's face. She was also fidgeting slightly, her fingers curling and uncurling.Observing all of this, Alfonso let herself calm down a bit, recognizing the real reason the young woman was here. Instead, she spun around in her chair to face Starslip, surprising the blonde. The crime boss then reached out her index finger and made a "come here" gesture. She watched amusedly as Starslip gulped hard before phasing through the window and touching down onto the floor in front of Alfonso."...So, my arch-nemesis, to what do I owe the pleasure of your arrival this evening?" Fonzie inquired, folding her arms and crossing her legs as she played this game that human beings had been playing for centuries."I...I don't know," Starslip admitted, rubbing her arm.Fonzie sneered. "Yes, you do. Just say what's on your mind."Starslip's eyes narrowed, glaring a hole through Fonzie's face. "...I hate you. I hate everything you do to this city, to its people, to everything you touch. You're everything that's wrong with this city."Alfonso rested her cheek on her fist, smiling wider. "Ooh, you flatterer, you. Please, go on."Starslip looked away, embarrassed. "I've tried for so long to bring you down for good...and every time I think I've got you, you get away. And it made me so mad...and then, I realized, after a while, I didn't care about bringing you to justice. I just wanted to catch you.""...It's your 18th, isn't it?" Fonzie guessed, her evil smirk threatening to split her face open at the surprised look on Starslip's face. "Star Lake's favourite, innocent little schoolgirl is finally all grown up, and she doesn't know what to do with herself now. She wants to be bad, for the first time in her entire life, but knows her city would disapprove, so she's come to the one person who won't judge her for being bad."Starslip's eyes shut, her head tilting downward and her shoulders slumping. It was a posture that Fonzie had thought of seeing the young woman taking for so long: Total defeat. And yet, as much as she always thought she would gloat over that, to make her enemy's surrender the most humiliating moment of her life, she didn't. The truth was, in this moment, Tammy didn't want to. In this moment, there was something she wanted so much more.Alfonso stood up from her chair and closed the distance between herself and Starslip. She reached forward and held the young woman's chin in her hand, tilting her head back up to face her. The fact that Starslip not only didn't phase out of her touch, but cooperated with this motion, even looking into her eyes with her big, violet, innocent eyes of hers, told Fonzie everything she wanted to know. She wouldn't have to worry about the superheroine claiming she was seduced, or worse, raped. No, she wanted this, WANTED to be seduced. THAT'S why she came here.So no, Fonzie didn't want to gloat, or dominate, or anything else expected of her. Instead, she wanted to show something no one ever expected of her: Generosity. She wanted to give Starslip everything that she wanted, and then some. She would help her feel bad. She would open her to a whole new world of depravity. And, as God is her witness, she would ensure that the innocent young woman loved every last second of it and beg for more. That she would never, EVER want to leave it, and no longer care if the city disapproved or not. But, before all of that, Fonzie just wanted one thing. Not out of ego, not for the sake of humiliation, but just to ensure there was no going back."Say it," Fonzie calmly demanded, her eyes full of confidence. "Say you want to be bad now."Starslip bit her own bottom lip nervously, trembling at Fonzie's touch and stare. Ultimately, though, she took in a deep breath, and moved her lips as if practicing to say something, until at last, sound came out...the sound Tammy wanted to hear more than anything in the world: "...I want to be bad now"."Do you want to be a hero anymore?" Tammy inquired, to which Starslip shook her head. "Say it.""...I don't wanna be a hero anymore," Starslip moaned as Fonzie's hand went to her hip, caressing it. "I wanna be bad."With that out of the way, Fonzie closed the distance between them completely, her lips latching onto Starslip's as she kissed her deeply. Shivers ran up and down her spine at the barely legal woman's moaning in her mouth. Within moments, Alfonso could feel the younger woman beginning to hungrily kiss her back, confirming just how badly she wanted this.Slowly, Fonzie guided Starslip to the window, gently pressing her against it. She felt the blonde shiver a bit at the cool touch of glass against her. As she ran her hands along Starslip's body, feeling her curves through her costume, Fonzie gave the young woman a small scare as she suddenly fished out one of her knives hidden in her sleeves. She watched as the heroine's skin paled a bit, and yet, she didn't phase away. Deciding to test the girl's trust in her, she pressed the flat side of the knife against her cheek. Again, Starslip didn't turn intangible, only shivered once again at the cold touch. Smirking at this, Fonzie instead grabbed hold of the collar of the heroine's costume and pulled it out a bit, taking the knife and gently pressing its edge against the fabric. Once again, there were no objections, verbal or otherwise."Well then, I guess you won't be needing this anymore," Fonzie declared as she took the blade and carefully cut down the front of it, slicing it apart and sending the torn pieces to the floor. With this done, she looked upon Starslip, seeing her completely nude, save for her mask and boots. She found herself deeply admiring the young woman's body, from her perky breasts, to her child-bearing hips and fuzzy pussy."Tell the truth," Fonzie said with a smirk, reaching down to stroke the blonde fuzz that was, in her head, crying out for her to touch. "You wanted this that first night we met, didn't you? When I had you pinned against the sidewalk? You told me I wasn't your type, but you REALLY wanted me to take you right then and there.""I-I..." Starslip stammered, her blush growing brighter. "...I didn't want you to get into even bigger trouble with-""So thoughtful," Fonzie whispered into the heroine's ear, no doubt turning her body much hotter. "But that's why you're here with me, isn't it? You've wanted it for so long, and you just can't hold it in anymore. Am I right?"Starslip couldn't speak, her throat was too dry, so she instead nodded shakily. Giggling a little, Fonzie latched onto Starslip's neck and began to suck and nibble hard on it. The young heroine moaned lustfully at the sensation, clinging to the mobster, and letting her leave a horrid-looking hickey on her neck, marking her as hers. Fonzie would make certain that she would keep that mark naked for all to see for as long as it lasted.With a grin, Alfonso turned Starslip around, pressing her front up against the window overlooking the city. "Mmm, you know anyone, at any given time, could look in here and see you with me?" Starslip nodded shakily, but still couldn't verbally answer, to which Tammy reached a finger deep inside of her pussy, earning a sharp cry. "Well?""...I...I don't care...!" Starslip whimpered, Fonzie's finger exploring inside of her."Are you sure?" Alfonso asked, rubbing Starlip's clit with her thumb. "It wouldn't bother you if they saw you, even took pictures or video of it?"Starslip's face reddened in sheer pleasure. "...Let 'em! They'll know who I belong to!"Fonzie let out a soft chuckle, running her tongue along the mark she'd made on the blonde's neck and groping her ass. "Well then, if you REALLY want them, your adoring city, to know who you belong to, how do you plan to prove it?"Starslip blushed hard, her whole upper body turning red, and she bucked against Fonzie's fingers. Sure enough, she could see the odd person looking out their window and spotting her. Some looked disgusted, others disappointed, and some got their phones out to film what they were seeing. The physical and emotional stimuli was too much, and eventually, the heroine came with a sharp wail, coating the crime boss' fingers."Mmm, look at that…!" Fonzie cooed, licking the cum from her fingers. "Delicious!"Turning Starslip around, Alfonso kissed her deeply, exploring the young blonde's mouth with her tongue. This gave the young hero a taste of her own cum, and she gagged at first, but soon got used to it, much to the mobster's delight. In fact, Starslip quickly started running her own tongue across Fonzie's, moaning as the two pressed up against each other tightly."...Mask," Fonzie said, watching as Starslip shakily reached up and removed it from her face, revealing her young, beautiful features. "Beautiful. You know that, right? You're absolutely gorgeous.""...Thank you," Starslip replied, smiling adorably.Picking Starslip up, Fonzie spun her around and brought her to her desk, sitting her on the edge of it. Making sure she had an enraptured audience, Fonzie removed her fedora and tossed it toward the coat rack, landing it perfectly. She then slowly undid her coat, letting it drop to the floor. She watched as Starslip actually began to drool at what was happening, giggling a little as she began to strip out of her clothes, piece by piece, at an agonizingly slow pace. Finally, she was standing in the middle of her office, naked as the day she was born, watching amusedly as the city's sworn protector drank it all in."So, how do I look?" Fonzie asked, hand on her hip and a leg up on her chair.Starslip wiped her chin, drool having run down along it. "...You're beautiful.""Am I?" Alfonso inquired, staring into the blonde's eyes. "What else?""...You're intimidating," Starslip admitted."Mmm, already well aware," Tammy said as she walked up to Starslip and opened a drawer of her desk. "But thank you for saying so."Alfonso watched in delight as Starslip's face turned tomato red at the sight before her. At that exact moment, Tammy Alfonso was standing before her, completely naked, holding a large, black dildo in her hands. It was the kind with a compartment that fit into a woman's vagina, allowing them to use it as a strap-on. As Fonzie put it on, cooing in delight as it fit snugly inside of her, she watched the heroine's face as she observed it, noting its length and girth. It was damned near horse-like in size."I-I've..." Starslip stammered, embarrassed. "I've never had a-""...cock inside you?" Fonzie guessed, earning a nod. "Well, at least you won't have YOUR first time with some plump, hairy, half-hard slob trying to get elected.""I don't even like boys," Starslip admitted, looking away as her foe laid her back onto the desk."Then you should be glad there are no boys here," Fonzie whispered, running her hands along the blonde's body. "Besides...I'm more of a man than ANY guy who ever wanted to get lucky with you."Without warning, Tammy pushed her plastic penis deep inside of Starslip, licking her lips as she watched the young woman shut her eyes tight and dug her fingers into the edges of the table. The mob boss stayed in that exact position for a little bit, letting her arch-nemesis get used to the size of the foreign object inside of her, before she began to roll her hips, pulling the cock out slowly before pushing it all of the way back in. At first, Starslip hissed and grunted in pain, leading to Fonzie leaving tiny kisses all along her body and rubbing her love button. Soon enough, the noises exiting the heroine's throat changed. They were now moans of pleasure, and whimpers of "More" and "Faster"."Mmm, you love this, don't you?" Fonzie asked, leaning down to nibble gently on Starslip's nipples."YES!" Starslip admitted, the dam keeping her desires in bursting open as she wrapped her legs around Alfonso's waist. "I...I've wanted this for so long! I wanted you to put me on the hood of a cop car and take me that first night!""Ohh, you pervert!" Fonzie moaned, groping all over the younger woman's body. "Wanting a crime boss who's over 20 years older than you to fuck you in public! Into MILFs, are you?"Starslip looked into Alfonso's eyes, blushing hard. "...Into YOU! Just you!"Fonzie grinned, pulling out a pair of steel nipple clamps from her desk and attaching them to Starslip's nipples. She watched with glee as the blonde cried out a little in pain, but quickly found herself enjoying the sensation, even as they were pulled on a little, and that delighted Fonzie even more. She then reached around and poked at the young heroine's back entrance, pressing her finger to it gently, and felt her heart race at how much this turned the blonde, barely legal girl on more.It actually surprised Tammy a bit, how much she wanted Starslip to enjoy this, and how much it enhanced the experience for herself. She'd always thought, if it came to this moment, she would relish every opportunity to humiliate her, make her feel disgusting. That moments like the nipple clamps would be used more to inflict pain instead of pleasure. Or that the window would be used to degrade her, for which she would call her every synonym for whore that she could think of. She even thought she might've cursed the fact that she didn't have some sort of humiliating sex trap set up, or have any of her men standing by to join in, and watch as they had their way with her every hole and left them filled with cum. Instead, outside of gently encouraging her to share in her darkest desires, she just wanted the girl to enjoy herself, to fully indulge in the experience. In fact, it was getting Fonzie off just watching Starslip get off. She was already getting close to cumming, much faster than she ever did while on the giving end."Ohh, my little star!" Fonzie groaned, giving it everything she had as she pounded inside Starslip, removing the clamps and pressing their chests together. She then rolled them both over, letting the heroine take control as Fonzie laid on the desk. "I wanna keep you! I wanna make you more than my plaything, more than my whore, I wanna make you MINE! I wanna share ALL of the power I have in this city with you! You'll be every bit the head of all crime in this city that I am!"Starslip's eyes widened in absolute shock, slowly pulling up and off of the plastic cock inside her. However, to Fonzie's delight, she didn't try to scoot away. In fact, the young girl removed the strapless dildo from Alfonso's pussy before turning it around, slipping it inside of herself, and then putting the head deep inside of Alfonso. The head of all crime in Star Lake let out a lusty moan, enjoying the sensation as Starslip pinned her wrists down, riding her hard. As much of a rush as it was to be in control before, now, this was something different, something she rarely experienced: Having someone else be in control and liking it."I'm gonna cum!" Alfonso grunted as she reared her head back to scream out...only for a loud buzzing sound to ring out throughout the building. She shot upward, sitting straight up, and hitting her head on the bunk above her. She yelped in pain, reaching up to her forehead and feeling for any kind of bump or blood, only finding copious amounts of sweat. Worse, she could feel that her nipples had hardened against her prison orange jumpsuit, and that she felt more than a little bit moist between her legs.Realizing what had just happened, Tammy scowled, all the while the redhead occupying the bunk above her peered down at her. "Yo, Fonzie, you a'right? You were tossin' and makin' weird noises.""...I am just fine, Audrey," Alfonso lied through gritted teeth."'Ey, it happens, y'know?" Fonzie's cellmate, Audrey went on, smiling reassuringly as she clearly knew the nature of Fonzie's dream. "Ya get locked up 'ere long enough, yer subconscious starts to wander a bit. So, someone in 'ere, or someone out there?"Fonzie stared daggers through the redhead's face. "...Don't enter the shower with me today. Only warning.""Puh-lease, you'd just be doin' me a favor," Audrey admitted with a smirk. "Also, nice dodge."Tammy's shoulders slumped in defeat as she got up from her bed. "...Someone out there.""Oooh, someone special?" Audrey inquired, clapping her hands excitedly."To tell the truth," Alfonso admitted, heading toward the cell door, waiting for a guard to let her out, "pretty sure I'm gonna kill her all kinds of dead when I get out...""Well, you know what they say," the increasingly annoying redhead said. "You always hurt the ones you love."Tammy's eye twitched at this. Love? Love Starslip? The one who put her in prison and took everything away from her? Impossible. And yet, she DID seem to enjoy dreaming of giving the young heroine pleasure. It was clear she felt...SOMETHING for her. But love? No. Clutching the bars of the cell door, she realized that what she felt was little more than foolish attraction, the kind a person knows they shouldn't have but feels anyway. Well, it wouldn't stop her from taking her revenge...and she had just the revenge in mind for Starslip. The perfect revenge, in fact.Just you wait, my little star, Fonzie thought, smiling darkly. When I get out of here, I'll do SO much worse than make you wish you'd never sent me to the big house...I'll make you ECSTATIC that I'm out.
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Charlotte grunted in annoyance as she sat down in her computer chair, having just gotten back home from school. Trying to balance out her life as a supportive sister, high school senior, and ex-bully-turned-good-person was bad enough, but finding herself actively on the opposing side of her former bullies in arms made it worse. But she could handle all of that so long as she could keep her love life under control...and, sure enough, now THAT was collapsing, too.The 18-year-old redhead used to be quite popular with boys. She could easily find herself a date for whenever she wanted. It was like the boys at school were lined up for her. However, for some reason, as of late, things had changed. She hadn't had a date in weeks, and she hadn't had sex in at least four months. She couldn't help wondering if it had anything to do with her changing her ways and abandoning her bully persona.I've still got the whole bad girl thing going, though, Charlotte thought, folding her arms indignantly. ...Okay, a bad girl who fights bullies, but still, I'm totally a bad girl!Growling as she pulled on her crimson locks, Charlotte decided she needed to vent her emotions. Lucky for her, her family were all out of the house at the time, meaning it was just her and her computer. Little did any of them know that she'd cracked the child protection her mother had put on her computer since she was 15, and already had a number of adult websites memorized. After a bit of scrolling, she finally found one that caught her interest: A video of a pair of women having sex with one of the women's husband. It was a POV video from the husband's perspective, but she figured she could at least see plenty of good stuff being done to them.Starting the video up, Charlotte got comfy, unbuttoning her shirt a little. She watched as the two already-naked women, named Betty and Veronica (which she had to roll her eyes at), immediately got to work peeling the man's clothes off. Pretty soon, the man's foot-long erection was on display, and Charlotte started to rub down her neck and along her chest with her left hand at the sight of it. Watching the two tag team his cock, getting it lubed up with their saliva, the redheaded 18-year-old took notes on their techniques. After all, while she typically rejected the idea of being in a three-way, especially with another girl, she never did know for absolute certain what information might be useful to her someday.Unbuttoning her shirt some more, Charlotte started to grope a bit harder at her bare breasts. It was something only a handful of people at school knew for certain, but she oftentimes didn't wear a bra. While she understood the need for support on occasion, she also at times felt a bit restricted by them, and that made her feel uncomfortable. Her mother insisted that she just hadn't found the right one to make her feel comfortable yet, but Charlotte simply preferred to go without whenever she could get away with it.Continuing to watch the video, and feeling her body heat up more as it went along, Charlotte observed as the two women continued to service the man's cock. She watched them licking it, kissing it, sucking on it, until their lips met at the tip, and the two started to kiss each other softly. It actually took the redhead a few seconds to register what was happening, still so engrossed in the scene. Worse, on closer inspection, she began to notice that the cock had a tiny bit of a plastic look to it, and the word 'husband' in the title had quotations over it.Oh, FUCK! Charlotte thought. This is a lesbian threesome vid, isn't it?! Ugh, I don't wanna see thi-Before Charlotte could click away, though, she caught a glimpse of Betty and Veronica running their tongues softly across each other, while keeping the third woman's hyper-realistic strap-on wedged between them. Watching such a lewd yet tender act, the redheaded high school senior felt her throat go dry while the front of her panties felt a bit more moist. The two women then began to french each other deeply, while keeping their hands together over the third's plastic penis and stroking it up and down."...Holy shit," Charlotte managed to mutter, her right hand subconsciously running up her bare thigh and into her skirt. Within seconds, she felt her fingertips run up against the front of her panties, sending a shiver through her whole body.Aw man, don't tell me I'm ACTUALLY getting turned on by this! Charlotte realized, suddenly wanting to vomit.Her nausea quickly vanished, though, as Charlotte watched the two women give a double tittyfuck to the fake cock of the woman filming this. The fact that the video was POV meant that Charlotte was actively imagining herself in the position of the woman they were doing all of this to. And as much as a part of her brain screamed at her to turn the video off, she couldn't, as her hands were too busy rubbing her aroused body.Just shut your eyes and think about something unsexy! Charlotte pleaded with herself, doing just that. Naked grandpas! Going to the bathroom! Algebra!But nothing seemed to make things any less sexy for Charlotte. As if to make the situation worse, the two women on the video soon laid down on the bed, one stacked on top of the other, making out as the woman wearing the strap-on began to alternate thrusts into the both of them. Seeing this, Charlotte's hand immediately found its way inside of her panties, rubbing her clit with her thumb and stroking her index finger along her insides. Her shirt was soon all the way unbuttoned and sliding down her arms as she rubbed all along her neck, breasts, and belly.The video went on, having the women continuously change positions, but it didn't matter anymore. Charlotte had her eyes shut and was now lost in her own mind, as she imagined what it would be like to be the one with the strap-on, and to be having sex with Betty and Veronica. Her body heated up more and more as she fantasized all the ways the three could please, tease, and squeeze on each other, and she found herself adding the rest of her fingers inside her vagina, roaming all around inside.After a while, though, Charlotte's body finally reached its breaking point, and she found her hand and her panties completely soaked as she came with a high-pitched whine. She slumped hard into the chair, panting hard. Her hair was matted to her sweat-coated face, which was every bit as red as said hair, and her shirt was now clinging tightly to her arms. As the 18-year-old high school senior's eyes fluttered open, she realized the video had long since ended. She'd been going without its accompaniment for at least ten minutes. Her eye twitched at this revelation....Okay, so, putting the child protection back on, Charlotte decided. ... ... ...Tomorrow...Maybe...
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Ebon Queen kicked the door to her personal chambers open from behind as she backed up inside of it, all the while the blonde in her arms, the vivacious Toxic Viper, was kissing her deeply and wrapping her legs around her tightly. The chalk-skinned owner of House Ebon telekinetically slammed the doors shut and locked them, along with any and all other means of entering the room, the two stripping each other's costumes off. By the time they made it to the bed, Ebon had already removed all of the armour from her suit, and was slipping out of her coat.The pair of anti-heroine criminals had met up earlier in the night in the middle of a pair of completely unrelated heists, at least as far as they had told each other. However, their attempts to flee the police that had spotted them had caused them to intersect, almost literally running into each other. The two had actually been familiar with each other for a while, having been texting each other online for months. At one point, after being sent a photo of the hot blonde, Ebon had made it fairly clear that, if she had ever seen even an inch of Alexandra Mercer's "silk-soft skin in my city, I'm putting your ass in my bed and rocking it HARD". So, naturally, when the two only had House Ebon to hide out in, their first impulse was to see if Queen could make good on her promise.As Queen found herself falling back-first onto the bed, Alexandra reached for the goth's dual pistols and pulled them free before putting them down on the nearby night stand. The blonde was then quickly rolled onto her back as Ebon mounted her, finally getting her coat off before reaching down, unfastening her lover's belt, and tossing it aside. Alex then grabbed hold of the hem of Ebon's pants and unzipped them, reaching a hand down the front and grinding her palm between the dark-blue-haired woman's legs, eliciting a husky moan."Ooh, clean shaven," Toxic Viper observed. "Did you REALLY not know I was gonna be in town, or were you planning for this to be 'the night'?""Not as much as you were, miss I-showered-three-times-in-one-night," Ebon pointed out, having read Alex's mind to learn of this, as she finished pulling the belts that passed for the blonde's top off and began kissing along her chest."...Fuck you," Alexandra moaned, unfastening the belts along the front of Ebon's top."Uh-uh, I'm gonna fuck YOU," Queen replied, telekinetically pinning her lover down spread-eagled. With Alex down and unable to move, she got up and finished stripping out of her clothes, letting the bartender from Stonebrook get a good look at her body as she did a slow spin for her. She grinned as she read Alex's mind, hearing her lust heavily over her, paying particular attention to the tattoos she had all across her body. "Like what you see?""Shut up, you fucking know I do," Alex spat, trying her best to get up and grab Ebon, only to find her hips lifted up and her bottoms slid down and off. She wanted desperately to grab her lover and get on top of her, and didn't like the idea of being on her back. It DID help, however, when the chalk-skinned telekinetic mounted her and began to kiss and lick along her navel, earning a lust-filled moan. "Shit, no fair, you can tell what my weaknesses are...!"Queen only chuckled evilly, kissing her way down one of Alex's legs. In truth, she HAD been probing the blonde's mind for information on where her more sensitive spots were. Once she reached the blonde's foot, she proceeded to lick and suck on each and every one of her toes, reveling in the intense pleasure she could tell was rocking throughout the toxic-blooded woman's body. Still, she knew where the blonde anti-hero's biggest weak-point was. Somewhere she'd been taught not only to enjoy, but now found impossible to NOT enjoy.As Toxic Viper continued to see stars, she eventually found herself turned over, and felt kisses run up the back of her leg, until she felt one kiss on her left ass cheek and froze. "W-Wait, not th-"Before Alexandra could finish protesting, though, she found her jaw dropping and a shrill cry exiting from her throat. She dug her nails hard into the bedding and grasped it tightly, her whole body starting to shake at the sensation of her chalk-skinned partner's tongue entering her back entrance and exploring about inside of it. it was a secret known only to a handful of people, but she was actually big into anal. Unfortunately, it was all but impossible to keep a secret from the telepath who was slithering her tongue inside of her backside like a snake, the irony of which was not lost on her."For someone who likes taking charge and being on top, you sure do become quite the quivering submissive from this," Ebon pointed out teasingly, groping the Viper's asscheeks. "Are you perhaps a little anal slut?"Alex wanted desperately to argue this point, but couldn't, especially after the lounge owner's tongue re-entered her ass, resulting in the only sound leaving her lips to be cries and moans of passion. As she tended to the blonde's ass, Queen's right hand slipped around to her lap and rubbed the bartender's clitoris in circles, earning even louder cries. Her own loins were burning red hot at seeing her lover in such a state, her labia dripping in fluid as she focused on intensifying Alex's state of bliss as much as she possibly could. SO focused, in fact, that she didn't notice Toxic Viper considering a plan to switch things up on the woman dominating, nor the fumes suddenly exuding from the pores of the blonde's skin. At least, not until she felt her body start to freeze up into a state of paralysis."I...c-can't...!" Ebon groaned, trying to move."Mmm, as fun as that was," Alexandra purred, getting out from under Queen and laying the chalk-skinned goth on her back, "I'M the bitch on top here."Ebon couldn't do anything to stop Alex as she proceeded to lick and nibble across her neck, eventually trailing along her collarbone. In truth, outside of pride, she was finding herself wanting to get out from under her less and less, even as she found her wrists being tied to the bedposts with one of her sheets. By the time the toxic gases that had paralyzed her wore off, she was tightly bound and too turned on to think straight enough to use her abilities, much to her embarrassment as Alex got up and started going through her dresser."Oh my!" the Viper exclaimed, pulling out a strap-on dildo and harness. "Get a lot of use out of this, do you?"Queen growled slightly, finally able to reach out with her mind and shut the drawer, but Alex kept a firm grip on the objects in her hand, not allowing the bound lounge owner to take them back. Instead, she put on a show of slowly slipping the harness on, tightening it around her waist, and setting the dildo. She then spat in her hand and used her own spit to lube up the plastic penis."Mmm, lemme guess, you don't take it even half as much as you give it, do you?" Toxic Viper asked entirely rhetorically, already knowing the answer as she reached between Ebon's legs and swiftly swiped her index finger between the dark-blue-haired anti-heroine's labia. "When was the last time you had a cock inside you, plastic or otherwise?"Ebon didn't answer at first, keeping her lips shut firmly, until Alex pinched her clit. "Ahh! I...I don't remember! Like, maybe a few months ago?!"Alex smirked, licking her lips as she released Queen's clitoris and instead started to slowly push her index finger inside of her, delighting in how wet her lover was. "Ooh, that long, huh? Sounds to me like you're overdue for a long, hard, tantric fucking."Queen's lip quivered, not wanting to admit how much she liked this idea. Alexandra only giggled at the sight of her lover's face, using her index and pinky finger to spread Ebon's netherlips wide apart, wide enough for her to slide both her middle and ring fingers deep inside the chalk-skinned owner of House Ebon's vagina. As she felt her insides being stroked by two fingers, Ebon couldn't hold back the shrill cry bubbling up in her throat any longer, letting it echo through her chambers as she kicked her legs out wildly. Alex was quick to catch her left foot, however, bringing it to her lips and sucking on her toes."Looks like someone's eager to get it started," Alexandra observed with a sly smirk, running a hand up along Ebon's leg and her side before gently reaching for and pinching her nipple. "Say it. Say you want me to fuck you.""F-Fine, dammit, I want you to fuck me!" Ebon confessed, tossing her head. "Just hurry the fuck up and put that cock inside me!"Toxic Viper giggled, enjoying this new chance at conquest. Spreading Ebon's legs wide, she scooted in between them, using the goth's own moistness that had been spread onto her fingers to lube up the dildo. Leaning forward, she teased Ebon's opening, first running the tip along her labia, and then rubbing the underside against it. Then, once she was done teasing her lover, she slowly pushed the cock deep inside of her, earning a grateful and lustful moan from the goth.At first, Alex was slow and methodical, making sure to pace herself as she planned to make this last throughout the entire night. Still, it was difficult at times. She watched Ebon's expression turn from being conflicted about being on the bottom to absolutely loving being taken, and it made her ego swell. It made her want to go all out and turn the dildo inside her into a jackhammer, ramming away at the goth's cervix, but she kept herself in check. She also made sure to give the rest of the chalk-skinned woman's body plenty of attention with loving touches, kisses, and strokes, as she steadily pushed and pulled inside of her vagina, the sides of the plastic penis dragging slowly across her inner walls.After a while, Queen started to pant and moan a bit louder, and Alexandra could tell that an orgasm was beginning to swell inside of her. Running her tongue across the edges of her teeth, she let herself start to pour on a bit of steam to help her along. She gripped Ebon's hips firmly in both hands, going a bit more forcefully inside of her, and delighted in feeling the lounge owner's legs wrap tightly around her waist in almost a death grip. She let herself get a bit lost in the control she had over the obvious domme...until, at some point, she felt it: A large protrusion slowly entering her backside, twisting about as it entered her. Her jaw dropped as saliva dripped out the corner of her mouth, knowing that sensation all too well. And yet, as she looked back behind herself, she saw nothing there."Ohh, honey," Ebon moaned from beneath the Viper, smirking deviously. "Did you REALLY think I'd let you take control without having a little fun of my own?""H-How?!" Alex whimpered pathetically as she felt a large penis slide deep inside of her."Tell me, do you know how pain and pleasure work?" Queen inquired as Alexandra's face turned bright red. "Little signals are transmitted through the body to the brain, allowing us to feel those sensations. But now, what exactly would happen if we were to receive those signals...seemingly out of nowhere? Like we were getting the signals suggesting something very long and girthy was sliiiiiding inside of us?""You...bitch!" Toxic Viper growled, gripping the bedding tightly."Takes one to know one," Ebon replied with a wink.Gritting her teeth, Alex went back to work thrusting inside of the goth, only to feel the imaginary cock in her ass pounding inside of her, perfectly in time with her movements. After a while, she leaned down and sucked hard and roughly on Ebon's nipple, using her left hand to grope the chalk-skinned woman's right breast while using her right hand to stroke her own clit, getting as much stimulation out of what was happening as she could for the both of them. Finally, after a few minutes of the two writhing against each other and pleasuring each other's bodies, both women found themselves climaxing one right after the other in a pair of cries."Holy shit...!" Alexandra moaned, resting her head to Ebon's chest, the entirely fictional penis in her backside no longer present as far as her mind was concerned."Tell me about it..." Queen added, panting hard as sweat ran down her face. "Told you I'd rock your ass hard.""...Ready for sleep?" the Viper inquired, looking into her lover's eyes and smirking daringly.Ebon grinned, despite her fatigue. She knew the answer to that question, without even the slightest bit of doubt. Telekinetically untying herself, she reached down to stroke Alex's blonde locks. As her lover moved up her body for a kiss, the goth licked at her ear and whispered, in as sultry a tone as she could, sending a shiver through the blonde's body, "...Not. Even. Close."
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Robina purred softly as she stepped out of the Hexagon's shower room and into the changing room, drying her hair. Ever since the League of Superhumans had formed, the young heroine most people knew simply as The Bard had been spending most of her time in the Hexagon. After all, it had much better facilities than any place she could currently afford, and it allowed there to always be someone on the team who could act as a sort of first responder for emergencies. And, best of all, she only had a handful of other people to deal with living there, all of whom she trusted...some less than others.As she dropped her towel and slipped on her underwear, Robina got a bit of a startle as the door to the changing room suddenly slid open. To her relief, it was only Zenith Woman, wearing a white t-shirt, jeans vest, and daisy dukes. For some reason, she felt the most comfortable around the alien woman. It was probably due to the fact that she knew, of anyone else on the team, Vyxwyndul was the one who most understood and respected the fact that Robina was not looking for any sort of romantic or sexual coupling whatsoever. Not that she expected the others to just automatically jump her in such a state of undress, just that it bothered her somewhat that they might lust after her a bit."Oh, good, you're here," Vyx greeted. "I require your assistance with something."Bard's eyes widened a bit, slowly picking up on the huffy nature of the peacekeeper from another planet. "Is there an emergency?""No, nothing like that," ZW explained, removing her vest. "It's just...I have a question that I need an answer for."Suddenly, Robina felt a lot less comfortable. She'd heard from Starslip the other day about a conversation that the two had had while patrolling the night that Bard and Jack had been patrolling New Simone. She felt her blood turn a bit cold as she thought about the sort of questions about humanity that Vyxwyndul had presented to poor Cassie, particularly as it pertained to sexual behaviour and practices."Uhh...Wikipedia describes bukkake as 'a sex act portrayed in porn'-" the Musical Magician started to explain, clipping on her bra."I already looked that up on the internet," Zenith Woman cut in, pulling her t-shirt off. "I don't have any questions about that...aside from 'What happens if it gets in your EYE'?!""...And that's why you'll never see ME take one of those," Rob answered, feeling the urge to gag. "But if it isn't about that, then what's your question?""It has to do with one of the outfits I've been asked by my agency to model," Vyx replied.Robina let herself sigh in relief a bit, since THAT was a field she was a bit more comfortable answering questions about. After all, she'd designed her own costumes in the past. And it gave them something to talk about, given Vyxwyndul's civilian career as a model. Granted, the things Vyx wore were usually of a much different taste than Rob's choice of attire, but still, it was something."Okay, so, what's the problem?" The Bard inquired, pulling a pair of black yoga pants on."Well, it's just..." ZW started to say before blushing a bit, reaching into her pocket to pull out a folded-up photo. "...Alright, I understand that most of the outfits I've been asked to model are meant to titillate, particularly with men."Rob rolled her eyes, rolling a pair of green and pink stripped socks up and on. "Yeah, I think the dominatrix costume was proof enough of that.""And I am perfectly fine with that," Vyx responded, letting her shorts drop before holding the photo out. "However, I simply need to ask...In what universe is THIS a rabbit?!"Looking at the photo, the Magical Minstrel suddenly understood: It was a picture of a bunny girl. "...Z-Dub...Where did they ask you to model this?""Some sort of new club they're setting up in New Simone for an organization called...Boys Who Play, I think?" Zenith Woman answered.Rob blinked hard in disbelief. "...Playboy?!""Yes, that's the one," Vyx replied obliviously, sitting on a chair and pulling some pantyhose on. "Is it even legal to pose in such a costume for children?"Robina thumbed the side of her fist against her forehead hard with a groan. "...Vyxwyndul, Playboy Enterprises are a group who manage Playboy Magazine, an adult magazine that has NAKED GIRLS in it.""...Ohhhhh," the alien peacekeeper said, beginning to understand, while putting a pair of red high heels on. "... ... ...Wait, but that still doesn't explain how this costume is supposed to look like a rabbit.""Look, it was Hugh Heffner's idea," Rob answered, putting on a red and white t-shirt. "You wanna ask him about it? Get a spirit board. An ACTUAL one, too, not one of those mass produced fakes.""So, then, why rabbits?" ZW inquired, slipping a denim skirt on. "Of all creatures, why make rabbits their mascot?""I, uh...I think it has to do with the old 'multiply like rabbits' saying," Robina replied with a slight blush. "You know, because rabbits breed a LOT.""Ah, that makes sense," Vyx observed, rubbing her chin. "So it goes back to showing that a woman would be well-suited for child birth."Rob crinkled her nose a bit. "And...you're okay with that? Being seen as kind of a sex object?"Vyx smiled, buttoning up a blue blouse. "I appreciate you worrying about that, Robina. Truly. But, the truth is, I already am seen as one, as both Zenith Woman and Vicky Wendel. And there isn't anything that can be done about that. People will choose to view me however they want to. But I have nothing to hide, aside from the occasional time to myself. If people wish to think negatively of that, that's their choice, just as I choose to live my life the way I want."The Magical Minstrel let herself grin a little. "That's a pretty mature way of looking at it. You're pretty cool, Z-Dub.""Thank you," ZW replied as she put the picture in her shirt pocket. "Frankly, though, I feel that more people should really consider taking such a stance.""Well, it's not anything I'LL ever have to worry about," Robina remarked, putting her glasses on. "Not like anyone's looking to make ME a sex object."Vyx blinked in surprise, hearing this. "...What makes you say that?"Robina shrugged. "Not a lot of people think of me as sexually attractive...except Jack."Vyxwyndul blushed a little, putting on a pair of sunglasses. "You...really think that? Oh dear...""What?" Rob asked, confused."U-Umm..." Zenith Woman stammered, slowly backing out of the changing room before running out into the hall, calling out, "Please do not perform any internet searches for fan art of yourself!"Robina's jaw dropped, absolutely stunned. There were only a handful of reasons someone would make a suggestion like that, and given the context of their conversation, that narrowed it down to one. Standing alone in the changing room, her eye twitching and her fingers curling and uncurling, the Musical Magical Girl could only imagine what sort of fan art there was of her out there on the internet, and who she would need to murder first for it.
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Charlotte Sampson took a very deep breath before exhaling hard, standing outside a door to an apartment she'd never been to before. Despite what some people might think or say about her, she wasn't the type of girl to just go to the apartment of some guy she barely knew and strip down in front of them. However, she needed something badly, and so, against her own inner fears, here she was, raising a hand and knocking on the door. Within a few seconds, it opened, revealing a blond-haired African-American young man in an apron, who looked her over in confusion."...Uhh, Charlotte, right?" Scotty DeFazio asked as he adjusted his glasses, getting a nod. "Is there something I can help you with?"Charlotte once again took in a deep breath before answering. "...Okay, look, I need measurements taken for an outfit that I'm trying to find online. Y'know, to make sure the one I get fits. And Cassie told me that you do that kinda thing?""Oh, sure!" Scotty exclaimed, opening the door wider to let the redhead in. "C'mon in!"With a tiny bit of hesitation, Charlotte did just that, walking into the costume designer's apartment and letting him lead her to his room as he went on. "Your timing's actually great. My parents went up home for the weekend, and...ugh, I always feel so self-conscious whenever I need to do this when they're home. Like I always expect them to knock on my door and make sure I'm not up to anything, you know?""Uh-huh," Charlotte replied, looking around at the art supplies and fabric, all kept insanely tidy in their arrangement. "...Hmm. Dunno HOW you can find anything in this mess."Scotty chuckled nervously. "Y-Yeah, I know, I'm kind of a freak when it comes to tidiness. It's actually kinda common for people on the spectrum.""Ohhh," Charlotte responded, understanding. "...So, uh, is this gonna take awhile?""Well, it shouldn't, anyway," Scotty answered, scooting up his tape measure, a pad of paper, and a pencil. "Anyway, whenever you wanna get started..."Charlotte gulped subconsciously, knowing this was the part she was nervous about. Undressing in some guy's apartment while his parents weren't home? Sure, nothing could EVER go wrong with that scenario. Still, from what Cassie had told her about Scotty, he was a complete professional, if a little eccentric in his work, and she trusted Cassie, so she decided to go along with it, slowly stripping down to her underwear."Okay then, let's get started!" Scotty cheerfully exclaimed as he immediately got to work.As Charlotte stood there, occasionally having her body re-positioned as to get more accurate measurements, she found herself agreeing with Cassie's assessment of Scotty: he was a total pro, and not the least bit interested in doing anything to take advantage of her current situation. At first, this put her at great ease. However, as the measurement-taking continued, and Scotty found himself closer to her more private regions, it actually started to annoy her a bit that there wasn't even the slightest alteration in his complexion, not the tiniest hint of a bead of sweat rolling down his face.What, am I not good enough for you to get all huffy over? Charlotte thought, grinning slightly as a terrible idea came to mind. Well, if you're gonna be like that..."Whoops, I forgot!" Charlotte said suddenly, reaching back to undo her bra clasp. "I should probably lose this, too.""Oh, that's not necessary," Scotty replied as he measured the width of Charlotte's calves. "I mean, you'll probably be wearing it under the outfit, right?"Charlotte grinned a little wider, removing her bra and tossing it onto the pile of her clothes. "Not this outfit. It's... Well, it's kind of embarrassing, but it's a latex bodysuit with holes for my breasts to pop out of."Hearing this, Scotty nearly dropped his tape measure. "...S-So, basically, BDSM gear?""Yeah, I'm really into that stuff," Charlotte answered, hands on her hips and chest puffed out. "Anyway, might wanna check these over."Scotty nodded, heading back up Charlotte's body to get more accurate measurements of her chest. "Do your parents know you buy that kinda stuff?""Oh, please, I set up a separate bank account from them ages ago," Charlotte replied. "And they never go into my closet.""Uh-huh," Scotty muttered, wrapping up his work around the chest. "Anything else special you need done for this outfit?"In her mind, Charlotte was cackling evilly at this question. "...Welllll, now that you mention it, the outfit DOES have another hole-""Lemme guess: In the crotch?" Scotty asked, sighing as Charlotte nodded. "Right, got it."Charlotte smirked deviously as she reached down and slid her panties off, kicking them aside. Scotty then went back down her body, doing his best to continue his work, but, much to the benefit of Charlotte's ego, he was now starting to sweat just a tiny bit. Worse, while neither could admit it, both were well aware of the game being played, and Scotty was losing. BADLY."...You, uh, you smoke weed?" Scotty asked, trying not to get his voice to crack.Charlotte rolled her eyes, realizing Scotty had seen the tattoo of the marijuana leaf below her navel and above the start of her vaginal opening. "Nah, honestly, I never saw the appeal. I just had a really bad rebel phase going on when I was 15.""...Riiiight," Scotty replied, doing his best to wrap up as quickly as possible. "Okay, I think that's everything.""You sure you don't need anything else?" Charlotte asked, turning around and bending over to get at her clothes, purposely mooning the poor costume designer."I-I-I think we got everything, yes!" Scotty insisted, tearing off the page of his notepad with Charlotte's measurements written down.Charlotte grinned, incredibly proud of herself. However, as she started to get dressed again, she couldn't help but notice something: A small streak of blood on her abdomen. She looked around herself, confused as to where it could've come from. It wasn't until she turned around, looking at Scotty, that she saw the tiny bit of blood seeping from his nose. She realized what the source was, and, at that point, she couldn't hold it in any longer. She found herself falling back onto Scotty's bed, laughing riotously and kicking her feet into the air. Seeing the redhead in such a state, Scotty made one final note on his pad before reaching for a tissue, which simply read one sentence.
Everything Olette has ever told me about Charlotte Sampson is absolutely true.
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May 19th, 2018
9:53 PM
Uptown St. Jonas
The Crimson Quiver groaned as he leaned back against a crate of stolen goods, sweat dripping down his face. Not far, his partner in crime fighting, the Green Defender, was just wrapping up disarming and tying up the last of the thugs they'd found in the warehouse. By their count, there had been at least 27, all armed and ready for someone to try and break up their operation. Of course, they'd been waiting for police to come in through one of the more obvious entrances, not a pair of masked vigilantes to break in through the ventilation system. Still, the act of taking down 27 armed criminals had been exhausting."Caught your breath yet?" GD asked huskily through his voice filter."Think so," Quiver replied, wiping his forehead as he pushed off the crate. "Y'know, it's funny. When you take on an entire battalion of thugs, you always expect them to be in even numbers.""It IS a bit strange that they'd go with an odd number like 27," the Jade Thunderbird admitted."I mean, I dunno, I guess someone was sick and couldn't make it," the Sooner Squire suggested.Green Defender smirked a little under his hood. "Or maybe you're just upset that this means I took out more thugs than you.""C'mon, 14-13 is not okay!" Crimson Quiver whined. "If YOU were down one, you'd be annoyed too!""Except I wasn't," GD pointed out with a frown. "Maybe you just need to work harder?"CQ grit his teeth hard. "Or maybe YOU need to get over yourself and remember that I-"Before either went any further with their fake argument, both spun around, shooting an arrow and throwing a feather dart in the same general direction. The arrow managed to knock the gun out of the hand of the 28th thug they'd both managed to spot out of the corners of their eyes, hiding out as his comrades were being taken down, while the dart stuck him in the neck, knocking him unconscious. Both costumed crime-fighters watched as he went down, blinking."...Did you see who got him first?" Crimson Quiver asked."No," GD admitted. "I think we MAY have hit him at the same time.""Damn," the red-and-white-clad archer cursed, holstering his bow and jogging over to collect his arrow. "Oh well, there's always next time.""You keep saying that," Green Defender muttered jokingly.CQ smirked, picking up his arrow. "So, wanna see if Summers is ready to come collect?""You go ahead," the Jade Thunderbird offered, confusing his partner. "I have something to take care of.""Not going to beat up more crooks without me, are you?" the Quiver asked with a mock-pouty look."No, just...something I need to do alone," Green Defender replied, pulling out his Defender Gun and launching the grapple at an open vent. "I'll call when I'm on my way back."The Crimson Quiver just watched, a bit baffled, as his partner left the scene without him. This was a bit unusual of him, heading off somewhere and not telling him where. Then he realized what day it was: May 19th. With a sigh, he turned around and headed for a nearby window, making his exit as he said a little silent prayer to himself for the soul of his love.
10:57 PM
East Side St. Jonas
Adam Hicks let out a slow, uncomfortable sigh, standing outside of a large building. It had recently been built to replace an old laboratory that had been demolished following an explosion. A laboratory owned by a college teacher and brilliant scientist. The laboratory where his entire life changed forever. Professor Randal's lab. Now, it was the sight of, funnily enough, a greenhouse.He'd definitely approve of the irony of that, Adam thought, standing outside in black and green dress clothes and a long, black coat, holding a single hydrangea.Kneeling down, the redhead leaned the flower up against the side of the building. Once he was sure it would remain standing up like that, he stood back up, looking down at the flower, his hands clasped together in front of himself. He fidgeted slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed. No matter how many times he did this, which was once a year since the night of the explosion, he always felt a little strange doing it. Most people had headstones in a cemetery to do this with. He couldn't, since Professor Randal's body, or what was left of it, had been taken back home to Ireland after his death."...So, uh, it's been another year," Adam said awkwardly. "Things are a little different now. I have a friend on the force. She's helping me with my work. And, I met someone. You know, SOMEONE. He's...well, he's really nice. You'd like him a lot. Really driven, has a sharp focus...and he keeps me from brooding too much about the past. So, yeah, you'd DEFINITELY like him."Adam let out a soft chuckle, rubbing his arm a little before continuing. "...I brought in Capolla. Just like I promised. And I'm actually testifying against him in court. A lot of people are coming out and telling their stories about him, too. I think we might actually be able to put him away for life."The redheaded man sighed, resting a gloved hand on the side of the building. "I think about you a lot. I hope you're okay, wherever you are. And...I want you to know that I'm...well, I dunno about 'okay'...but I'm getting there. And I hope that means something to you...""...I'm sure it does," Adam heard a familiar voice suggest, peering back over his shoulder to see Thomas standing nearby in dress clothes as well. "I know you wanted to do this alone, but-""It's okay," Adam assured his boyfriend with a smile, taking his hand as he got closer before casting one last glance back at the flower. "Let's go."
11:19 PM
Adam Hicks' Residence
"...So, you really go there every year?" Thomas asked as the two entered Adam's home, removing their coats."Yeah," Adam admitted. "I mean, I know it might be kind of weird, but-""I don't think it's weird at all," Thomas quickly cut in. "He was a close friend and mentor. I think paying your respects to him on the anniversary of his death makes total sense."Adam smiled sadly, shrugging. "So, then why did you come along?""Well, because I get why you do it, but I also wanted to make sure that every year on this day isn't too depressing for you," Thomas answered. "I don't think HE'D like that very much, and I know that I don't, either."Adam sighed softly, feeling Thomas pull him into a hug from behind. "You might be right.""And, frankly, I was thinking about...y'know, how to make this day a little happier," Thomas admitted, rubbing Adam's shoulders. "Maybe even something to look back fondly on?"Adam's face turned redder than Thomas' Crimson Quiver costume at the implication of his words, knowing exactly where he was going with this. "...Uhh, I think I know what you mean, and I don't know if I'm quite ready for that yet.""Are you sure you're not ready, or are you just nervous?" Thomas inquired, rubbing Adam's abs through his shirt.The man the criminal underworld knew as the Green Defender gulped hard, and he was certain that, if any of said criminals saw him in this state, they'd NEVER be able to take him seriously ever again. "I mean...I do think about it. A lot. You asking me if I want to. And, it DOES make me feel...but, it's just kind of a big deal to me is all.""Really?" Thomas asked, genuinely surprised. "Compared to everything else, THAT'S a big deal to you?""Yeah, it is," Adam replied, finding himself slightly enthralled by Thomas' scent surrounding him. "I dunno, everyone has their things that are big deals to them, and that's one of mine. Not to say that I don't want you to, just that-""Adam?" Thomas whispered, holding the redhead closer. "It's me. You trust me. And if things get too scary..."Adam nodded shakily. "...I know... ... ...Okay...""You're sure?" Thomas inquired, running his hands along Adam's sides."...Yeah," Adam answered. "I trust you.""Okay," Thomas replied. "Just relax."Despite that suggestion, Adam could feel his pulse quicken as Thomas began to unbutton his shirt and peel it off, running his fingers across the redhead's chest and abdomen. He began to pant hard as his partner's lips and teeth began to run across his neck, moaning into the nape. All the while, the two inched their way into Adam's bedroom, shutting the door behind them.Adam moaned as his face got hotter from the feel of Thomas removing his own shirt and pressing his chest to the redhead's back. They had had sex plenty of times since they started going out, and had even, on occasion, utilized ropes and bondage during their bedroom escapades. However, most of what they did had a similar element to it. What Thomas had suggested a while back that they do sometime was different from anything that Adam had ever done before. And while it might not seem like as big a deal as their delvings into the world of BDSM to most people, it was big to him.Slowly, Adam felt himself being guided onto the bed, crawling onto his hands and knees after his pants and underwear were peeled off. Thomas smirked at the sight of his boyfriend's ass on display, immediately sucking on his fingers to get them moist. With that done, he reached forward and slowly inserted his index finger into the Jade Thunderbird's back entrance, earning a lusty moan."Having fun?" Thomas asked with a smirk, gradually twisting his finger around inside while retracting it. "Can't believe you NEVER let anyone else get in here. You seem to love it a LOT. Or is it just me?""Sh-Shut up!" Adam moaned, embarrassed as his partner slowly twisted and thrust his finger in and out of him.Thomas merely chuckled, kneeling down a bit. Once he was at the right height, he leaned his head in and started to lick and kiss along Adam's sack, sending the redhead into shivers of sheer delight. Rollins then proceeded to remove his index finger completely and replaced it with his middle finger, going even deeper inside of Adam's ass. Adam, not expecting that just yet, threw a fist straight down into the bed and cried out as his body was overwhelmed by pleasure."I am...so...gonna kick your ass for this!" Adam threatened between pants and moans."Keep telling yourself that, lover," Thomas snarked before pressing the flat of his tongue across Adam's balls and the base of his cock, humming a little nameless tune to himself. The vibrations ran all throughout Adam's nervous system, causing him to practically see white, as his moans became so high-pitched that only dogs could hear them. "Wow, you are SUPER sensitive. Is that just you, or do you think that's a Superhuman thing?""Dunno, don't care!" Hicks admitted, gripping the bedding."So, ready for it?" Thomas asked, retrieving his finger from Adam's asshole, and getting a shaky nod in response. "Remember, we can stop anytime.""It's okay," Adam panted, looking over his shoulder at his boyfriend and handing him a condom from the nightstand. "I trust you, remember?"Thomas smiled widely, both in excitement at what was to come and in the feeling he was getting in his heart from hearing that. He stood up and let his pants and underwear slide off, stepping out of them, and then rolled the condom up and onto his penis. Then he spit in his hand, and rubbed the saliva across his covered cock, getting it lubed up, before slowly leaning forward and, with a hand on either side of Adam's hips, eased his way inside his ass.Adam's eyes shot wide open as he felt himself getting penetrated from behind. He was feeling a rush of emotions and sensations flooding his mind all at once: Intense pleasure, a tiny bit of pain, bliss, and an alarming amount of embarrassment mixed with fear. While he had been able to be tied up and ridden before, he had always had sex face-to-face with men up until now. He guessed because there was something about being taken from behind that scared him, because his partner could do anything and he'd never see it coming, be it something he'd be uncomfortable with or something...worse. Still, he did his best to push those thoughts aside and let Thomas do his thing.Thomas, meanwhile, felt like he had one foot past the pearly gates. He'd always loved this particular position, what with the power and control it gave him, and just how much access it granted. But this was even more special. This was ADAM. Someone who had a bit of a trust issue, letting him have complete control in the bedroom. It sent shivers of delight throughout his body, and warmed his heart to the point that he thought it would boil a hole through his chest.As the two gradually quickened the pace a little, Thomas' hands began to roam all over Adam's body, taking in every inch of his skin. Soon, though, he found himself needing to touch with more than just his hands, and began to kiss, lick, and nibble all along the redhead's back and shoulders. The sensation of having tiny hickeys left along his back quickly became too much for Adam, feeling his fully erect cock flop about. He reached down to grab it, only to be pleasantly surprised to find Thomas beating him to the punch, taking his penis in his hand."What, you thought I'd forget all about your little friend?" Thomas whispered in Adam's ear as he began to stroke his lover's cock in time with his thrusts."Never!" Adam replied, reaching back to grab ahold of Thomas' hair and tilting his head to kiss him hard. He could feel the fear and pain melting away, making way for far more intense feelings of pleasure."Mmm, say it!" Thomas moaned needily as the two broke their kiss.Adam smirked, knowing what Thomas wanted him to say. It was something Adam had once, as a spur of the moment thing, moaned in mid-orgasm, and felt INCREDIBLY embarrassed about...at least until he realized that Thomas had LOVED it. Even Thomas couldn't quite put his finger on why it was he loved it as much as he did, only that it had an AMAZING effect on him and his ego."Thomas...I love you...!" Adam whimpered as Thomas sped up his thrusts and strokes."I love you too," Thomas groaned between grit teeth. "...Now, SAY IT."Adam rolled his eyes, bracing himself a bit. "...No woman could ever make me cum like you do!"Hearing those words, Thomas' hips sped up their thrusts, his balls slapping against Adam's, all the while he gripped his lover's cock tighter and jerked him at the same pace. The red-haired man beneath him leaned his head down and bit into his pillow, trying his damnedest to stop from screaming in pleasure. Unfortunately, such was ultimately futile, as within a minute, he felt his body give in to the intense stimuli it was being subjected to. He released the pillow from his mouth as he felt a cry release itself from his throat, all the while sperm released itself from his rod all over Thomas' hand and on the bedding. Feeling Adam clench hard around his cock, Thomas soon achieved his own climax, holding his lover tightly to him as he came.Utterly spent, the two soon found themselves spooning on the bed. Both they and the bed itself were soaked in sweat, drool, and semen, but neither man could get up to change the bedding or go to the shower, either because they were too exhausted, or because that meant releasing one another. Instead, they just laid there, softly rubbing anything on the other person they could reach."...So?" Thomas finally managed to ask after finding his voice again. "Did I give you something happier to remember this day for?"Thinking it over, Adam peered over his shoulder with a teasing smirk. "...Yeah, that was okay, I guess."Thomas snorted, grabbing a pillow and lightly bopping the redhead with it. "Ginger bitch.""Oklahoman ass!" Adam retorted, as the two began to grapple somewhat pathetically, their game of teasing and love-making continuing long into the night...at least, until the city inevitably needed them again. But, such was their lives, and if nothing else, they would always have each other to lean on.
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It was 12:57 PM on a Saturday afternoon when Outrun had decided to call an impromptu meeting of the League of Superhumans (a name they were still work-shopping) at the Hexagon. Apparently, the point of this meeting was to discuss a new quantum teleportation project he was planning to get off the ground. Once completed, it would allow the six of them to travel from wherever they were on the planet to the Hexagon within minutes, making the amount of time they could gather to respond to emergencies much shorter. It would be a huge asset to them going forward as a group.It was actually a rather exciting idea, particularly to one certain member of the team: The alien peacekeeper who was currently marooned on Earth, Vyxwyndul, AKA Zenith Woman. The idea that someone on Earth was making such strides with their travel technology was highly appealing to her, and gave her hope. However, now that she was actually there, sitting at the six-sided desk of the group's meeting room, listening to Outrun explain it all, she was becoming increasingly bored. This was because, while she found Outrun to be quite brilliant, at least among humans, she also found the way in which he explained his ideas and projects to people to be lacking in energy. For a speedster, he tended to drone on a bit.Looking around the table, it seemed to Vyx that she wasn't the only one who felt this way. The Bard was actually starting to nod off slightly every so often, only to force herself awake again. Green Defender APPEARED to be paying attention, but every so often, Vyx could see his eyes start to wander about the room. Starslip was keeping her head propped up with her palm, looking bored out of her mind. And Jack Hellzone was SO bored that he actually had gotten up in the middle of the lecture to go and make some coffee for the heroes.As she looked from one hero to another, however, Zenith Woman couldn't help but notice that the youngest of the team, Starslip, was occasionally glancing in her direction. Eventually, their eyes met, leading to the young blonde to turn her stare back to Outrun and his lecture, her cheeks slightly flushed. Vyx smiled inwardly. She knew that reaction, and what it typically meant. It was no secret to her that young Cassie Doyle had what humans called a "schoolgirl crush" on her. Nothing serious, just a bit of admiration mixed with the occasional lusty fantasy.This didn't bother Vyxwyndul at all. Truth be told, if Cassie were a bit older and wasn't currently involved in a monogamous relationship with Olette, Vyxwyndul might even be willing to pursue her. She couldn't help but find her a wonderful ray of starlight (for a lack of a better term), full of energy and optimism. And, while she knew it was inappropriate to think about such things with girls her age...well, she had a feeling that, as she got older, Starslip would become a vivacious beauty the likes of which every Oondtryxian from here to the Outer Rim would come to try to become lovers with. Olette was very lucky to find herself with someone like that, and as much as she knew she shouldn't, Vyx couldn't help but wonder what their first time might be like.Zenith Woman shook her head as her mind started to dwell on thoughts like that, trying to clear them out. She knew that this team likely wasn't like her old squadron of peacekeepers, who oftentimes found themselves becoming lovers with one another. She shouldn't have been thinking about one of them like that. Still, she noted that she had been on Earth for quite some time by then, and she hadn't had sex the entire time. She was used to how things were back home, in that she could always depend on someone she trusted to help her with her more physical needs. Without an outlet, it was becoming harder to control her thought processes, especially because she was so damned bored by Outrun's ongoing lecture.But even if this team WAS like that, who could I even become involved with? ZW thought, running a hand through her hair. Who would be the best choice to mate with?For obvious reasons, Starslip wasn't an option. Given her current age, and the fact that she, like many others of Earth, practiced having relationships with only one other individual, Vyx simply couldn't get involved with her. In addition, the relationship between Cassie and Olette was simply too wonderful a thing, especially for the both of them, to do anything that might ruin it. Plus, if she was being completely honest with herself, even if Cassie were older and available, she was most definitely innocent. Not that she held that against Cassie, mind you, just that it was something that Vyx had no experience with, and thus probably shouldn't be the girl's first sexual experience. In her mind, Cassie's first time should either be with someone who knew how to take it easy with first timers, or someone who was just as new to it as she was, and she didn't fit either description.Glancing toward Outrun, who was still going on about the quantum teleportation project, the Oondtryxian peacekeeper wondered what he might be like instead. Given the level of intelligence he had, there was little doubt he knew his way around the female anatomy, even if they WERE different species. Also, based on what she knew about the thickness of his suit and how his body appeared in it, she had a pretty good idea of what Stanley might look like underneath it. Most likely, he had a decent physique among humans. Still, she was a bit concerned that, being one of only two people on the team with no special abilities whatsoever, that attempting to mate with her might not be the wisest course of action. Even without her telekinetic fields empowering her, she was just so much stronger.On a similar note, it seemed unlikely that Bard was a good choice of bedmates. She was a bit too skinny, in Vyx's opinion. She'd seen plenty of occasions where Robina showed she was at least in shape enough to deal with the occasional danger, but then again, that was with plenty of adrenaline running through her system. She was honestly concerned that she might break her in bed, a thought that absolutely terrified her. Beyond that, however, she knew better than to consider Robina as a sexual partner, since apparently, she had no sexual drive whatsoever. This was a bit of an oddity to Vyx, but not one she wanted to judge the girl for, and hoped that whoever she wound up with was someone who was understanding of that fact."Here, this'll wake you back up," Vyxwyndul heard the raspy voice of Jack Hellzone declare as he sat a cup of coffee down in front of her. "...Well, MAYBE, anyway."Vyx smiled and accepted the drink, allowing Jack to hand out the rest of the cups he was carrying to the others sitting around the table. After considering him for a moment, she decided he'd be a hard no when it came to lovers. First off, while he COULD be kind to the people he cared for, he nonetheless was VERY sarcastic and crude. Second, sex didn't seem to have a lot of emotional depth for him, and while she had her needs, she couldn't see herself having sex with someone who thought of it in a purely physical way. Not to mention, he'd likely brag about it to everyone, which would require her to punch him silly, and she just didn't want to have to go the trouble. And third, she'd seen what he looked like under his costume, and heard all about how his ENTIRE BODY had been covered in burns and scars. She didn't even want to know what his penis looked like in that case, or even if it could handle her given the damage done to it. She shuddered in repulsion at the idea of somehow making it worse through sex.That left one person at the table to consider: The Green Defender. Considering his abilities granted him a physique on par with Vyx's own, the same level of endurance and vitality, and so on, he seemed like the best choice from a physical standpoint. Beyond that, though, he was also kind, compassionate, and wasn't judgmental of other people's relationships. And she had a feeling he treated relationships and sex seriously. All things considered, he seemed like the best choice...and yet, as ZW had learned in working with him, he was more than a bit tortured by past trauma. In particular, it seemed as though someone had once forced sex upon him when he was about Starslip's age, something that would've earned the perpetrator a death sentence on Oondtryxaa. As sad as it made her to think about it, it seemed unlikely that he would ever have a healthy relationship, at least as long as he remained plagued by the pain of his past.Disappointingly, Zenith Woman ultimately came to the conclusion that there was no way she could ever become lovers with anyone on the team, even in a hypothetical scenario. However, she quickly realized something else: Even though she had only known these people for a short time, she'd gotten to know them very well. She'd formed strong attachments with them, and learned all about the sort of people they were, their pasts, and their personal lives. Despite being a stranger on a strange world, she had friends and allies she knew she could trust intimately. And that thought made her feel a lot better about the situation....I still need to mate like something fierce, though, Vyxwyndul concluded half-jokingly, smiling a little.
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Magnus Pike growled as he sat in the back of the large police van, his neck, wrists, and ankles heavily chained to thick steel clamps. Of course, even with such bindings, it wouldn't be such a difficult feat for the man known as Overdose to break free. However, a quintet of police officers, all wearing body armor and armed with tranquilizer dart guns and tasers, were all sitting around the brutal Superhuman, ready in case he attempted to do just that.The St. Jonas Police Department had been tasked with moving the city's most infamous drug dealer to a more secure prison after he'd essentially broken his old cell apart in a rage and nearly killed two other inmates. Knowing full well what Pike was capable of, though, they were more than prepared, having looked over the tapes of his capabilities and observed his limitations and weaknesses. They had enough tranquilizers to incapacitate him even in his more hulking form, if need be. Furthermore, the new cell he was being moved to was designed specifically to hold him.It was a fairly quiet drive, at least until they reached the corner of Bagley and Geovani, where the van had come to an abrupt halt, almost knocking one officer out of his seat. "The fuck was THAT?!""Our escort just lost its wheels!" the driver yelled back."Go check it out!" another officer in the back ordered.With a sigh, the officer sitting shotgun unbuckled and opened his door, getting out of the van. As soon as he stepped onto the concrete and closed the door, though, he found himself face-to-face with a highly toned Mexican woman with green hair standing leaning against the side of the van. She wore a gas mask over her face, a light brown tank-top, and a dark brown denim skirt. But what shocked him most of all was what she was twirling in her hand: Of all things, a spiked ball and chain."Hiya!" the woman said cheerfully through her mask before swinging the ball straight into the officer's gut. While his body armour caught the worst of it, he was sure that he was bleeding at least a little. He crumpled up next to the side of the van, clutching his stomach, as the woman swung her weapon again. This time, it caught him in his helmet, sending a horrid ringing into his ears and knocking him to the ground.Looking up in a daze, he saw another woman, looking almost exactly like the first, save for having red hair instead of green, assaulting the officers from the squad car ahead of them with a baseball bat covered in barbed wire. They were on the ground, coughing hard, while smoke poured out from inside their vehicle. He then heard a loud commotion from behind the van and looked to see the officers inside coming out. They tried their best to apprehend his attacker, but she was too fast to be shot with darts and too strong for them to take one-on-one. Soon enough, her twin had joined her, making the problem far worse, until it reached peak failure: Overdose began attacking them as well. Between the three of them, the officers were soon lying in broken and bloody heaps on the ground.The fallen officer reached for his gun, trying to get to his feet. However, he only got as far as his knees before the green-haired woman slammed her boot into his neck, pinning him to the side of the van. The redhead then came over and unhooked his helmet, tossing it aside, just as her twin started rapidly spinning her ball and chain. Realizing what was coming, he let out a yell as he tried to break free, but it was too late. The ball slammed hard into his face, the spikes puncturing all over, and leaving his head a bloody splatter all over the passenger-side door of the van."Niiice, Puff!" the redhead proclaimed, pulling out a cellphone and taking a picture of the gory mess. "That goes in the personal collection!""Do I ever wanna KNOW what you do with those photos?" the green-haired woman, Puff, asked, only getting an evil smirk and a shake of the head in response. "I didn't think so.""C'mon, there'll be more any second!" Pike roared."Just a sec!" Puff insisted as she and her sister pulled out a pair of green and red spray cans. As quickly and efficiently as they could, they sprayed the words "Fix Twins 4 Life" on the dead officer's chest before they took their leave with Magnus into the night.Magnus let out a sigh, leaning back in his chair at one of his few safe haven's left: An old shack on the outskirts of St. Jonas' north end. He took a puff off the small bong in his hand, delighting in the high it gave his brain. Looking across the room, he watched as the two who had broke him out of the van, Puff and Popper, sat back and drank from a pair of bottles of beer. Looking them over, though, he finally found himself asking the questions he hadn't had time for when they showed up earlier."...So, what's your story?" Pike asked, setting his bong down."Well, Popper and I have been...let's say 'admirers' of you and your work for some time now," Puff explained. "We especially love your performance enhancers.""And they seem to love us, too!" Popper interjected with a laugh, flexing her muscles.Puff rolled her eyes, continuing on. "However, lately, we've found that the cops have managed to find an equalizer in dealing with you."Magnus' eyes narrowed. "...The Green Defender.""And his new archer buddy," Popper added. "So, we thought, if they're gonna play the numbers game on ya, maybe what you need are your own bodyguards?""Right, someone who can watch you day and night and keep you safe from harm," Puff went on as she and her sister stood up. "I think we proved earlier that we could deal with any sort of problem that might befall you."Pike considered it for a moment, scratching his chin. It was true, the duo referring to themselves as the Fix Twins HAD rather effectively dealt with the police, allowing him to escape. And he had more than enough money to properly pay them to act as his bodyguards. However, as he was about to agree, a thought struck his mind. Whether it was from the stolen cannabis he'd been smoking, or his own deprived mind, he didn't know, nor did he care. All he knew was that, as the idea occurred to him, it was too good to drop."...Working for me requires you to do some rather...unsavory things," Overdose pointed out, tapping his fingers along the armrests of his chair. "I need to know that you'd be willing to do ANYTHING I ask.""C'mon, worse than making a Picasso painting outta that guy's face?" Popper asked. Again, Puff rolled her eyes before leaning in close to whisper in her sister's ear. "...Ohhh. So, you wanna...fuck us... ... ...Pfft, alright.""Oh, I don't JUST wanna stick it in you both," Magnus replied with a lecherous grin."Oh no, I think I KNOW what you want, Mr. Pike," Puff snickered as she smirked at Popper, twirling a finger through her twin sister's red hair. With Overdose watching, she gently turned her sibling's head to face hers and kissed her softly, Popper letting out a soft moan. Giving a sly grin toward the man they wished to make their new employer, the two began to make out in front of him, slipping each other's tank tops down enough for their breasts to pop out and rub together.Popper had to stifle a laugh as she heard Overdose shift slightly in his seat, clearly liking what he was seeing. Instead, she reached down and under her sister's denim skirt, ran her thumbs under the sides of her panties and slipped them down as she herself knelt down, running her tongue down the side of one leg before going back up the other as she stood back up. Puff grinned as she did the same action to her redheaded sister, all the while they could hear Pike unbuckle his belt."Alright, you've both made your point," Magnus observed, unzipping his jeans. "Now, get over here, and show me how effectively you perform your duties.""Yessir!" the duo replied as they pulled their tank tops up and off.Together, the Fix Twins grabbed hold of his jeans and pulled them down and off, already beginning to drool at the foot long monstrosity standing before them. Puff proved to be the faster of the two, immediately grabbing hold of it with both hands and jerking it while her tongue ran circles around the tip. Popper growled slightly, but shrugged it off. She instead went low, latching her lips tightly around one of Magnus' balls and sucking on it while using one hand to rub his remaining testicle, the other rubbing across his abs.Pike let himself get comfortable as the two continued to administer pleasure to his body. Soon, Popper took over fellating him, her head bobbing up and down as she took as much of his mammoth-sized organ into her mouth as she could. Puff, meanwhile, lifted his wifebeater up and off and began licking and kissing all over his chest. Then she lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his torso, planting tiny kisses along his face and neck, all the while her sister, giggling on his cock, reached up and smacked her ass and pussy."Get your sister ready for me," Magnus ordered, reaching down to spread Puff's netherlips.Popper nodded, releasing Pike's penis to instead focus on probing Puff's pussy with her tongue. She delighted in the sound of Puff's cooing and moaning, always grateful to please her sister. She slurped loudly at her twin's vagina, feeling her get more and more moist. After a while, there was an air of satisfaction among the three, and Popper backed away enough for Puff to lower herself down onto Magnus' cock. She grit her teeth as she brought her labia down around his girthy monstrosity, having to brace herself as he almost immediately started bucking up inside her, testing the limits of her vagina. Popper, not wanting to feel left out, resumed her former task of sucking on Pike's testicles, her hands reaching down and around to grope his buttocks and tease his back entrance. This only succeeded in making him thrust upward harder and faster into her sister, which she always enjoyed watching."Holy hell, he's gonna kill me!" Puff cried out despite smiling ear to ear, bouncing hard on Overdose's cock as he started leaving bite marks on her chest."Mmm, you know fucking well that's how you wanna go!" Popper replied, lifting her sister's skirt and smacking her ass.Puff didn't deny it, instead securing her arms and legs tighter around Magnus. Soon, he stood up out of his seat, lifting her into the air as he continued to spear her vagina. Still kneeling down between his legs, Popper continued to lick all across his sack, before letting her tongue slither past his buttcheeks, making sure to make contact with every nook and crevice between his legs that her tongue could reach."On your back, now!" Pike growled, Popper immediately doing as he said. He then lowered Puff down and turned her around, stacking her on top of Popper, and proceeded to alternate thrusts inside both of their entrances. The twins moaned in erotic glee, their tongues wrestling against each other as they let Magnus have his way with the both of them."Shit, he's so big!" Popper whined as Overdose drove his dick deep inside her, grinding against her g-spot."Like our strap-on, but warmer!" Puff pointed out, rubbing her breasts against her sister's.Listening to the two go on like that, Magnus couldn't help but speed up his thrusts, wanting to go as hard and as fast as he could. He roughly grabbed ahold of Puff's green locks and leaned down, the three sharing a messy and aggressive threeway kiss as he rammed his way into the two. Soon enough, but much sooner than he would've wished, he felt himself start to get closer to orgasm. The twins could tell, hearing his grunts and seeing him grit his teeth harder."Mmm, lay on your back, and we'll show you the way to Heaven," Puff suggested with a wink, gently caressing Overdose's cheek."Too bad we're all going to Hell," Popper snickered.Pike cocked an eyebrow, but did as Puff had advised. Once he was on his back, the twins took up a scissoring position over his lap that wedged his penis between them. He groaned lustfully as the two used their own privates to jerk and slap his, until finally, after about a minute of that, semen erupted from his dick like a fountain, spraying across the three. He laid back, wiping his forehead, as the duo found themselves snuggling up to his chest."...So...we've got the job, right?" Popper asked, panting."...Fuck yeah, you've got the job," Overdose replied with a grin."Sweet!" Puff cheered, high-fiving her red-haired sister. "Fix Twins 4 Life!"
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The Star Lake Regional Correctional Facility was actually a few miles out past the outskirts of the city. There had been talk about making an artificial island in the lake itself and building a prison there, but nothing had come of it. Instead, the prison was built in the middle of a large, open field. It was made up of two separate buildings, one for men and one for women, which were walled off from one another, but had a rotating staff, many of whom worked at both buildings. And the inmates were among the worst of the worst in the surrounding area.Few of the inmates, however, had the reputation of Tammy Alfonso. She'd run the vast majority of all organized crime in Star Lake with an iron grip for the better part of the last two decades. She had dipped her hands into everything from protection rackets to armed robberies, forced labour to prostitution, and even had operated with a group revealed to be involved with the kidnapping, experimenting, and trading of Superhumans. Despite all of this, however, she'd managed to stay out of police custody, thanks in no small part to a few useful connections with corrupt law-makers. But no more, thanks to a few witnesses' testimonies, several public mistakes on her part, one or two of her trusted men turning traitor, and one teenage superheroine who had, in the end, managed to apprehend her.Tammy grit her teeth hard enough to taste the metallic flavor of blood in her mouth as she thought of Starslip. Because of the blonde-haired teen who could phase through solid walls, she was now sitting in a prison cell. Her power and influence was gone, safe for a few key individuals staying in the prison with her. Most of her basic rights were taken away. And she was having to share her primary living space with-"Mornin', Fonzie!" the pigtailed redhead on the bunk above her cheered as she peered down to greet her. "Ya sleep okay?"Audrey Franklin. Quite possibly, the most annoying person Alfonso had ever had to share personal space with for a lengthy period of time. Of course, the irony was that most people felt that way about Fonzie, a fact which was completely lost on her. Instead, all she could do was fight back the urge to get herself put in solitary confinement every time Audrey opened her mouth."Terrific," Fonzie lied as Audrey hopped off her bunk and did her morning stretches."Ya ready for work?" Audrey asked as she did squat thrusts. "Think we're polishin' license plates today.""...I can't wait," Alfonso growled, swinging her legs over the edge of her bed. "Maybe the edges will be sharp enough to slit some throats with them.""Doesn't work, I already tried it," Franklin replied, causing her cellmate to blink in surprise. "...'Ey, that guard had it comin'! I caught him tryin' to take a peek at the goods!"Thinking it over in her head, Tammy wasn't sure if she could blame either one of them in that particular scenario, and instead opted to keep her mouth shut as Audrey went on. "It's not even like he was the type I'd ever want anywhere NEAR my tits! Not like my old high school boyfriend. Mmm, now HE was yummy. He could motorboat boobies like a fuckin' machine!"Tammy groaned a little as she stood up, waiting for the guard to open their door. That was essentially every conversation with Audrey: Over-exuberant and annoyingly high-pitched talks about her exes and all the ways they made her toes curl. Various tales of sexual conquests, as well as being conquered. Again, the irony of becoming irritated by this went undetected by her. But what made it SO much worse for Fonzie, though, was that these conversations only served to remind her of just how long she'd gone without sex, which was beginning to make her feel like a bitch in heat. In fact, despite how easily the energetic ginger got on her nerves, the former head of all organized crime had to admit, in her current mental state, that Audrey actually had a nice body. If not for the fact that she drove her crazy, she'd probably happily suggest they forget having separate bunks and start having wild, torrid, tantric sex. She might even still feel the temptation to, provided she had something to adequately gag the redhead with.Truth be told, Alfonso even felt the need to blame the pigtailed pest for the rather random dream she'd had a few weeks prior about the very superheroine who had sent her to prison. She could otherwise believe she'd have a dream about fucking a hot young blonde, of course. But the idea that she'd let the person responsible for her current predicament on TOP? It simply MUST have been due to outside influence. There was no other possible explanation.The rest of the day pretty much proceeded like any other since Fonzie had arrived at the correctional facility: Manual labour, craptastic meals, and working out in the yard. It wasn't until after her work out that her day spun out of the ordinary, as she headed for the showers to wash the sweat and filth from her body. There had been talk for some time about whether or not security cameras should be set up in the shower rooms, but ultimately, it was decided that doing so would be a tremendous violation of the inmates' privacy. Still, as Alfonso would later consider, if they HAD set up cameras there, then perhaps what had happened that afternoon wouldn't have transpired at all.It was right in the middle of washing herself that another woman entered the shower. Not an uncommon thing in prison, and something Tammy was actually used to at this point. She was even familiar enough with the woman: Her name was Phyl, short for Phyllis, and she was an ex-sprinter. She had actually been going to join Team USA for the Olympics, but had been caught cheating using performance enhancing drugs, and her life had fallen apart after that.Still, Phyl was nice enough to her fellow inmates, something that Alfonso never once called into question...at least, not until the purple-haired athlete was about to step up alongside her, and the tiniest hint of a glimmer of light made contact with the mobster's eye. As someone who used knives a lot when dealing with people personally, she knew that tiny flash all too well. She managed to move out of the way just in time for the shiv to miss her, instead stabbing into the wall. Before she could call for a guard, though, Fonzie found herself the recipient of a backhand from Phyl, sending her tumbling against another wall."Tanner says 'Hi...and DIE'," Phyl muttered with a sadistic grin.Tammy felt her blood boil at the mention of that name. Roy Tanner had been her right-hand-man and most trusted ally. Then, one day, everything changed. He had sold her out to a rival gang who were looking to remove her as the head of organized crime in Star Lake, which resulted in a massive shoot-out in the streets, after which she was forced to go underground for a time...until she was arrested. Roy had single-handedly set up a chain of events that led to her losing everything that mattered to her: Power, money, and adulation. And now, as Phyl readied her shiv again, it looked like he was about to be responsible for her losing her life as well.Just as Phyl got ready to rush Fonzie with her shiv, however, she suddenly slipped and stumbled to her right, dropping her weapon. At first, it looked like she'd slipped on the water on the floor, until Tammy caught a glimpse of something rushing back toward the entrance of the shower, where Audrey was peeking around the corner. It was fast, so she could barely see it, but it almost looked as if Audrey had actually stretched her tongue out across the floor and tripped Phyl before pulling it back into her mouth.Before Fonzie had time to focus on that, however, she saw Phyl scramble to pick up her shiv. Not giving her time, the former mob boss drove her knee into Phyl's jaw, knocking on her back to the floor. She then grabbed hold of her purple locks and hauled her up to the wall, slapping and backhanding her repeatedly, feeling rage and adrenaline surge more and more through her body with each blow. The more Alfonso beat on her attacker, the more she felt like her old self: Powerful, untouchable, and unstoppable."You like that, you bitch?" Tammy hissed, dropping a knee hard down between Phyl's legs and delighting in the pain in her attacker's eyes. "You like parroting people better than you? Say I'm the Devil.""Y-What?" Phyl asked before getting her hair pulled hard."Say 'You're the Devil of Star Lake', you bitch!" Alfonso demanded, slapping Phyl one more time, much harder than before."...Y-You're the Devil of Star Lake...!" Phyl moaned through the pain."Louder!" Tammy growled, backhanding Phyl across the face."You're the Devil of Star Lake!" Phyl cried."That's right! I am, fucker!" Fonzie exclaimed with a laugh, high on the power she was feeling over Phyl. Her depraved and sadistic side was running in high gear, and she neither couldn't nor wanted to stop what happened next: She spread her legs and, with a moan, proceeded to urinate on the fallen athlete's body, grinning as Phyl looked physically sick from the ordeal. Once that was done, she pulled the purple-haired woman to her feet and whispered in her ear, "You ever come at me again, you ever come NEAR me again, you so much as LOOK at me in a way I don't like, and I'll make sure EVERYONE in and out of here knows who the Devil's bitch is, you understand?!""Yes, yes!" Phyl whimpered between sobs."Good," Alfonso said, licking the girl hard across the cheek before pushing her back under the shower-head. "Now wash yourself up. You stink."With that, Fonzie turned and walked away, smirking as she heard the woman who had attacked her crying behind her. She grabbed a towel and dried herself off, all the while staring at Audrey with a look that said they were going to talk more about this later. The ginger girl just nodded before taking off, and that was the last that the two saw of each other until later that day, when Alfonso returned to their cell, finding Audrey already there and sitting on the edge of her bunk."...So, uh, we gonna get the obvious stuff outta the way first?" the pigtailed young woman asked."You're a Superhuman," Tammy stated matter-of-factly, getting a nod. "Who else knows?""Nobody else," Audrey answered with a smirk. "I keep that to myself, and try 'n keep it that way. You're the first one to notice. Wondered what it'd take to catch yer eye."Despite her loathing of her cellmate, Fonzie returned the smirk. "So, why take the chance someone could out you?"Audrey shrugged. "Eh, felt like lendin' a hand. Or a tongue, in this case.""You know I've personally engaged in the purchase of Superhuman slave labour in the past," Alfonso pointed out, hands on her hips. "Also, you should probably know that I-""Hate me," Audrey finished, sliding off of her bed and landing gracefully to the floor. "Yeah, didn't really hide that too well. But then, a lot of people hate me. I'm kinda used to it by now."Fonzie cocked an eyebrow, realizing she underestimated how insightful her cellmate could be. "So then why?""Well, two reasons," Audrey explained. "First, when I get outta 'ere, and I will, I don't wanna go back to just rippin' off clothin' joints or robbin' grocery stores. I wanna be where all the real action 'n power is, and that means makin' friends in high places. And they don't get much 'igher than you. You may not be that powerful in 'ere, but...well, once we're out, we can start roundin' up troops and gettin' ya back where ya belong: Top o' the food chain.""And the reason you think I'd let you have a piece of the pie?" Alfonso inquired."Ya said it yourself: Ya used to use Superhumans as slaves to do yer biddin'," Franklin answered with a sly grin as she ran a finger along Alfonso's shoulder. "Which brings me to reason number two for why I did what I did: What makes ya think I ain't willin' to be someone's slave?"Fonzie's heart started pumping a bit quicker as she contemplated the implications of that question, but she kept up her strong front. Nonetheless, she found herself occasionally glancing out the cell door to ensure the guards were nowhere around. "...There are plenty of powerful, resourceful Superhumans I could convert to my side. Ones that could easily turn you into little more than a bloody paper weight."Audrey giggled a little before leaning in close and whispering in Fonzie's ear, "...How many of them can eat out yer pussy AND yer arse at the same time?"Feeling her eye twitch, Alfonso couldn't hold back any longer. She grabbed Audrey by the pigtails and pushed her down into the bottom bunk before reaching down and pulling her own bottoms down, growling "Prove it, ginger slut."Audrey only let out another giggle before burying her face between Fonzie's legs. All too soon, the mobster felt a tongue slither about her insides, rubbing against her inner walls. She let out a sharp gasp, however, as she felt the tongue grow longer inside her, reaching all around inside her vagina, even flicking across the entrance to her womb, before doubling back and slipping into her asshole, grinding all about both of her holes.Fonzie grit her teeth hard as she forced Audrey flat on her back and sat on her face, holding on tight to her pigtails. She groaned as she rode the redhead's face, nearly a year of pent-up sexual needs finally being satisfied in a way she never imagined before. She could feel herself already racing toward climax, riding Audrey's face harder and rougher, much to the pigtailed Superhuman's delight. She'd wanted Fonzie to have her way with her from the day they first shared a cell, and didn't care that she was basically being used as a toy. She was HER toy, and that was all that mattered to her.Alfonso groaned as she felt her orgasm approaching faster and faster. Her mind went from one sexy image to the next as pussy and ass were thoroughly eaten out, imagining all of the people she would force to please her when she got out of prison, until it finally settled on none other than Starslip. Thinking of her, licking the former mob boss' insides, looking up at her with those big violet eyes, Fonzie's dam burst wide open. Her cum ran down Audrey's tongue and into her mouth, some of it dribbling across her cheeks and chin.With an exhausted moan, Tammy scooted back enough to get a look at Franklin's face, which she'd marked with her love juices, as the redhead retracted her tongue. "...Say it.""Yer the Devil of Star Lake," Audrey cooed, licking her lips and winking at her cellmate. "...And I'm the Devil's bitch.""Damn right, you are," Fonzie whispered, nibbling on the redhead's earlobe. "Just don't be surprised if you're not the only one when we're done getting me back in power."Audrey shrugged, grinning ear to ear. "Meh, that's cool wit' me. Just so long as I get to share in da fun."Alfonso chuckled, smacking Franklin hard across the ass. "Y'know, I think I might just like you a little after all. Not much, I still kinda hate you, too.""I'll take it," Audrey snickered, rolling off the bunk and climbing up into her own.Laying back in bed, Fonzie folded her hands behind her head and grinned evilly. She'd thought she didn't have a single ally in prison with her. She was wrong. She'd thought it impossible to gather even a small fraction of the power and fear she'd earned while she remained there. She was wrong about that, too. She'd thought herself brought down to being just another resident in Hell. But no, she was still the Devil of Star Lake, and she would prove it to everyone. Then she would have her revenge on everyone responsible for her current state, either via brutal murder or breaking them into falling into line."So, I take it one of dose other bitches is a certain blonde bimbo in purple?" Audrey asked, breaking Fonzie out of her current train of thought and causing her eye to twitch. "Ya don't 'ide it very well."Alfonso growled slightly. "...There MAY be a certain blonde bitch that can walk through walls among your enslaved sisters."Audrey blinked as a thought occurred to her, peeking down at Tammy. "Hey, wait a sec, didn't ya once say that yer husband died 'cuz a bullet hit him after it whizzed through some blonde chick's head like she wasn't even there?"Fonzie's face scrunched slightly as she turned her head to face Audrey. She was about to ask, "What does that have to do with what we were just talking about?", when suddenly, a little person in her brain connected a cord leading from a generator called 'Common Sense' to the rest of her mind. As they did, it felt as though four million volts were running through her skull, and she could've sworn she heard the sound of an entire city's worth of people laughing riotously at her as she connected the dots. She then slowly sat up, took a deep breath, and guards throughout the prison found themselves running to her cell as she screamed at the top of her lungs, "...MOTHER FUCKERRRRRRRRRRRRR!"
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Alexandra let out a low moan as she felt herself awaken. It had been a long night beforehand, with her bar having had a few more patrons than usual due to it having been Ladies Night. She remembered having gone to bed feeling a bit more exhausted than usual after work, pretty much going to sleep the second she hit the bed. As such, it didn't really seem all that out of the ordinary for her vision to seem a bit off when she woke up.It wasn't until a few moments passed that the anti-heroine known as Toxic Viper realized that it wasn't just that her vision was off. Everything before her eyes was pitch black. It didn't take long for her to realize that it was because she had a blindfold of some sort on. She tried to reach up to take it off, and then found she had a whole different problem: Her wrists were tied to her bedposts with what felt like satin sheets. Feeling a bit panicked, she tried summoning a pair of toxickinetic blades, but nothing was happening, as if she couldn't seem to concentrate hard enough to use her abilities.Alex's blood ran cold as she very quickly realized she'd been kidnapped in her sleep. Worse, she was finally beginning to notice, based on the feel of her body against the sheets underneath her, that she had been stripped. As she felt the bed shift slightly and heard it squeak a tiny bit, she knew that her kidnapper was there with her. Acting purely on instinct, she kicked a leg out, hoping to knock away whoever was looking to violate her. Even if it proved to be in vain, she wasn't going to just allow this person to have their way with her. Unfortunately, this did in fact do very little, as she found her foot being caught in a pair of hands. She tried to get free, but all too soon, she felt the sensation of a pair of lips sucking on her toes. Her mind was flooded with sheer terror, realizing that her abductor planned to do all sorts of sickening things to her and her body while she was at their mercy. That was, until, as the sucking continued, followed by the occasional licking between her toes, she suddenly realized who was doing this."...E-Ebon?" Toxic asked, blushing hard."Hush, lover," her chalk-skinned girlfriend from Star Lake whispered as she felt up her leg. "Just enjoy it."Alexandra's eye twitched under the blindfold as Ebon Queen continued to suck, lick, and kiss all over her feet and ankles. Part of her was a bit annoyed at the idea that her girlfriend was essentially forcing her to be the bottom and was somehow blocking out her powers, probably with her own mental abilities. However, that part was slowly but surely being drowned out by how much pleasure she was feeling, as the goth above her was running her fingers up and along her legs."You had this coming, you know," Ebon purred as she ran her tongue along Alex's ankle, "after that photo you sent me."Fuck, I KNEW that was a mistake, Toxic Viper mentally cursed, recalling the image she'd e-mailed to Ebon a week beforehand of her laid over the edge of her bed in nothing but her visor and some fishnet lingerie.Toxic nibbled gently on her bottom lip as Ebon soon turned her attention to her girlfriend's breasts, licking and nibbling and sucking on one nipple while rubbing and pinching the other. After a few moments, the lounge owner switched between nipples, and her blonde lover could hear her moan a bit hungrily as she sucked, like she wished she could milk the toxickinetic. And hearing and feeling her do that, Alex couldn't help but wish she could, too, her netherlips becoming moist in her own juices beginning to dribble a bit. She'd always loved having her breasts toyed with, and Ebon was doing so rigorously.Feeling a thumb rub against her bottom lip, the fingers from the same hand stroking across her cheek, Alexandra took it into her mouth and sucked on it, moaning lustfully. As she did, a tongue ran softly along her labia before slipping past them, exploring her insides, making her nibble a little on the thumb in her mouth. Her toes curled tightly as the tongue ran around inside her vagina, setting off her various nerves, and she panted hard against the digit in her mouth. She was so taken by the overload of pleasure setting her body ablaze, that it didn't even occur to her, until she felt her legs being lifted and parted, that she was feeling a tongue in her pussy...at the same time as Ebon was sucking on one of her nipples."Wh-What?!" Toxic demanded, releasing her girlfriend's thumb as she tried to sit up."Shhhh," Ebon whispered, releasing the blonde's nipple. "Trust me. It's alright."Toxic gulped hard, nodding shakily. She knew from past experience that Ebon Queen was capable of setting off signals in the mind to make people feel sensations that weren't really there, so it was entirely possible that the tongue swirling about inside of her wasn't real. However, she also guessed that it was Ebon's powers that were keeping her from being able to focus on using her powers, which were still not working, and as powerful as her girlfriend was, she had limits to how much she could do at once. As such, she had no idea if this was just Ebon fucking with her mind, or if she'd actually invited someone else to join them in bed and not tell her.Before Alex could think to ask who or what was eating her out, however, she felt the tongue leave her. "Hey, don't stop!"As the words left her mouth, Alexandra blushed hard, realizing she'd just begged what may have been a complete stranger to stop licking her pussy. She wanted to backpedal hard, especially when she heard Ebon giggle a little at her, but she couldn't form the words, especially when her girlfriend started kissing her way up to the blonde's neck and start nibbling and sucking on it. At the same time, another pair of lips began planting kisses along her inner thighs. Any sounds that came out of her mouth at that point were incoherent stammers and moans."Just relax, lover," Ebon cooed in her girlfriend's ear, just as Alex felt something long, hard, and warm rub against her vaginal entrance. "You trust me, right?"Once again, albeit with some hesitance, Toxic nodded, and felt her legs being raised higher before they were rested on what felt like a pair of shoulders, as Ebon whispered, "Good. Then just lay back and take it, baby."Alexandra was going to object to being called "baby", but before she could, she felt the object that had been pressed against her slowly start to push its way past her labia and inside of her. There was no doubt, from the feel of it, that this was no dildo, but an actual penis being pushed inside of her. Unless it really was Ebon messing with her, someone, presumably a man, was fucking her, and to her shame, it felt VERY good. It felt huge and warm inside, stretching her out wide. She cooed and moaned lustfully as it thrust slowly but deeply inside of her, dragging across her inner walls, all the while Ebon continued to mark her neck with her mouth, and tweak her nipples between her fingers.Toxic Viper wasn't sure exactly how much time passed, practically bent in half as she was pounded into, but after a while, she felt the cock inside her begin to speed up and twitch slightly. It felt like someone was trying to force an entire bunch of bananas through, but that it was likewise sending waves of pleasure throughout her entire body, making her shake in lust. She shut her eyes tightly under the blindfold, groaning louder, and digging her nails slightly into her own palms, just enough to feel it without piercing her own skin. She felt a pair of fingers trace along her lips before immediately taking them into her mouth, sucking on them hard. She could hear a loud panting and groaning above her, and based on how much the dick that had penetrated her was speeding up in its thrusts, she knew, if this was a real person, that they were getting closer to climaxing."Trust me," Ebon repeated before Toxic could say anything.Alex nodded hard, releasing Ebon's fingers. "Yes, fuck it, I trust you!"Alexandra heard Ebon chuckle lowly, running her fingers down the blonde's front. Eventually, they reached down to rub and tap her clitoris. Alex cried out loud, feeling her girlfriend's fingers rub circles around her love button perfectly in time with the cock practically tearing into her vagina, until she couldn't take it any longer. With zero shame in her soul, she clamped down hard on the boner inside of her and came with a roar, saliva running down her chin. Moments later, she felt the penis inside of her push against her cervix and unload a warm, sticky substance deep inside her, splashing all across her inner walls.About a minute or so later, the cock was pulled free from Alex's vagina, and she was left laying there. Her soft skin was now slick with sweat, and her cheeks were bright red. She could feel Ebon's lips kiss along her spent body, along with another pair of lips that she couldn't identify, and two pairs of hands gently caressed her skin, causing her to coo in delight.As the Viper started to come down from her sexual high, the reality of her situation dawned on her: someone had just came inside of her, and she wasn't on birth control. Furthermore, as she'd been told once, she was actually VERY fertile, more-so than the average woman, and could very easily become pregnant. Just as her blood chilled at the possible consequences of that, she felt a pair of hands untie the blindfold over her eyes, and she found herself looking into Ebon Queen's blood red eyes, the goth sitting naked right beside her on the edge of Alex's bed in her own bedroom. Looking around, however, there was no sign of anyone else in the room. It seemed as if Ebon HAD simply been fooling her, and yet, she still felt a bit sore from getting railed, as if such was genuine."...I know what you're thinking," Ebon said with a smirk, "and no, I didn't have to read your mind to know it: Was that another person, or was that all just me?"Alex took in a deep, cleansing breath, letting herself calm down a little. "...And?"Ebon's flirty smirk turned into an absolutely diabolical grin as she untied Toxic's wrists and laid down beside her. "I think it's FAR more fun to let you try and figure that one out yourself."Alexandra's eyes narrowed dangerously,. "...If I get pregnant because of this-""Okay, THAT much, I can assure you isn't a concern," Ebon interjected, dropping the grin and turning more serious. "I'm a sadistic bitch of a mistress, but I'm not pure evil.""Good enough, I guess," Alex said with a sigh of relief, laying her head on Ebon's chest. "...Of course you know, this means war. When you least expect it, I will have you in ways that will make you BEG for release."Once again, Ebon smiled slyly, kissing her lover on her forehead. "...En garde."
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Vyxwyndul let out a low, cooing sound as she leaned back into her bath tub. She'd been wanting to try something she'd heard humans do sometimes when they want to relax, a 'bubble bath', and was now reaping the benefits of her studies on the matter, having obtained the appropriate items needed. Her entire body was in a state of relaxed bliss now, and her mind was likewise in a blissful haze.It was a bit of a surprise, however, when she heard the chime to the room go off, followed by the sound of her teammate Starslip's voice speaking over the comm. "Uh, Z-Dub? You in there?"Vyx sat up a little bit, cocking an eyebrow. "...Yes?""Are you in the shower?" Cassie asked nervously."...No, I am in the bath tub," ZW replied."Oh..." Cassie muttered. "...I-I'm coming in!"Vyxwyndul was a bit floored by this statement, and by Cassie indeed entering the room. Not that she had much issue being naked around her teammate, mind you. She was used to that with her fellow peacekeepers on the Outer Rim. However, she knew that such practices were a bit rare on Earth, and that Cassie was usually a bit too shy and bashful to be naked in front of people. She could get like that even with Olette, at least before the two were married. As such, the red-haired alien had to wonder what was going on."Is everything alright?" Vyx demanded."No, I just REALLY need to talk, and-" Cassie started to say, holding something behind her back, before taking a closer look at the contents of the tub. "...Are you taking a BUBBLE bath?"Zenith Woman blushed slightly, smiling. "I have wanted to try one for a LONG time.""...And?" Cassie asked."SO relaxing," Vyx admitted, laying her arms on the side of the tub and resting her chin on the backs of her hands. "So, what seems to be the problem?"Cassie sighed hard, rubbing the back of her neck with her free hand. "...Okay, so, Olette's off with her folks for a couple of days at the family reunion, and I was tidying up the house. Y'know, to surprise her and stuff.""Oh, that's very kind of you," ZW said with a smile."Yeah, well, I was putting our laundry away, and...I found something in her sock drawer," Cassie explained, blushing hard as she handed out a book from behind her back.Zenith Woman tilted her head, a bit perplexed. The front of the book had the title 'Sunstone' written across it, and had a picture of two women dressed in lingerie on the front. Grabbing a towel, she dried her hands off thoroughly before taking the book, flipping through the pages, until she quickly came to a realization."...Oh, it's pornography," Vyx stated matter-of-factly. "Fairly decent pornography, actually. I like the artwork. And the dialogue is fairly natural sounding and humourous, too.""Yeah, flip ahead a little more," Cassie muttered, burying her face in her left hand.Vyxwyndul blinked in confusion, but did as asked, until she came to a page showing the redheaded protagonist put in a latex outfit and laid on a bed, with her ankles chained up over her head. "...Oh my. I...can't say as I've ever seen THIS position before.""It's BDSM porn, Vyx!" Cassie all but hollered. "She's hiding BDSM porn in her dresser!""Ohh," Vyx said, beginning to understand before handing the book back. "And this...disturbs you?""A little," Cassie admitted, putting the book down on a stand before taking a seat on a chair."I've heard that some people can become a bit frightened by the aspect of bondage and discipline," ZW explained."No, it's not THAT," Cassie muttered, holding herself a little. "I just...Okay, lately, Olette's been a bit...different in the bedroom. It's not that she's not enjoying herself, or at least she seems to be, but...it's not like it was when we first started having sex. It's like it isn't doing it for her as much as it used to...like I'M not doing it for her..."Vyxwyndul's eyes widened, standing straight up. "No, Cassie, you shouldn't think like that! I'm sure you're giving her a LOT of pleasure!""Z-Dub, don't need to see that!" Cassie exclaimed, covering her eyes as Vyx's body was no longer obscured by the bubbles and the side of the tub.The alien peacekeeper blushed slightly, easing herself back down into the tub. "Sorry...Anyway, you were saying?""It's just, if THIS is what she wants, why doesn't she just TELL me?" Cassie wondered aloud. "If she wants to chain me down and do stuff to me, why doesn't she just say so? I mean, I'd do anything for her. Doesn't she know that by now?"Zenith Woman wasn't sure exactly what to say in reply to this. In her head, it seemed as though Olette should, but she likewise couldn't understand. As she laid her head to the edge of the tub, however, she looked over at the stand, seeing the book laid down to where the dark-haired protagonist, the domme of the two, was practically staring at Cassie. Seeing this, a thought suddenly struck her."...Cassie, I need to ask something rather personal," Vyx said as she sat up again, getting a somewhat hesitant nod from the blonde Superhuman. "When you and Olette are intimate, is she always the one who takes control of the situation?"Cassie blushed a little, but did her best to answer. "Um, I mean, most of the time? It's just...Okay, this is kind of embarrassing, but I usually like to let her be the one in charge in bed.""I see," Vyxwyndul replied, understanding the problem now. "Cassie, I believe the issue isn't that she wants to dominate YOU, she wants YOU to dominate HER."Cassie's face turned redder than Vyx's hair as her jaw dropped in disbelief, but all too quickly, the truth in the alien's words hit her. "...Oh. My. God. She...she wants ME to be like the domme in that story?""Well, in the bedroom, anyway," ZW corrected. "It's possible that she wants you to be her...I believe the word is 'dominatrix'?"Cassie's eyes widened to the size of tennis balls as she ran her hands through her hair. "Oh my God. But...but I dunno if I can. My body is super-sensitive to sexy touches and stuff. That's WHY I let her take charge in bed. I-I can't be her domme! I wouldn't last two minutes!""You CAN," Vyx insisted, floating out of the tub and holding Cassie's shoulders. "You CAN do this. You are a remarkable, strong-willed woman, and one who is FULL of love for your wife. You CAN, and you WILL, do this. As you said, you would do ANYTHING for her."Cassie's skin once again reached a whole new level of red at the sight of Vyxwyndul naked and dripping wet while in physical contact with her. However, her words pierced through those thoughts, and Cassie instead turned to look at the graphic novel. Specifically, the raven-haired woman staring back at her. She looked into those strong, confident eyes, and then looked back into ZW's. Inhaling deeply, she put her game face on, and gave a nod."Okay," Cassie said. "...But I'm gonna need some help getting everything ready before she comes home."Vyx smiled, radiating warmth and kindness. "You will have it.""Hey, is every-AHH!" the two heard a voice scream as they turned to face The Bard, who was standing in the doorway covering her eyes. "GUYS! SERIOUSLY! CLOSE THE DOORS! I am THIS CLOSE to moving out onto the streets!""Robina, perfect timing!" Vyx declared with a grin. "We need your assistance! Will you help us with a secret mission?""If that mission involves putting clothes ON, then fine!" Robina whined, nearly ready to pass out.
Two nights later...
"I'm home!" Olette called as she entered her and Cassie's apartment.As she flicked on the light, Olette looked and listened for any sign of her wife. Within a few moments of nothing, she naturally assumed that something had come up and that she had needed to head out immediately. Hoping it wasn't anything TOO urgent, Olette instead went about carrying her bags into her and Cassie's bedroom. As she started to make her way to the doorway of their room, though, her body immediately froze, and her eyes fell to what was laying on their bed: Her hidden stash of Sunstone graphic novels."Oh, no no no no...!" Olette whimpered, her blood turning ice cold as she dropped her bags and rushed into the room. As soon as she came to a stop by the bed, though, a gloved hand reached out and clasped around her eyes, while another arm wrapped around her midsection. "Wha-?!""You're home," a sultry voice whispered in her ear as the owner of the hands on her body rubbed up against her from behind. "And late, I see. You're making a habit out of being bad."Olette's jaw dropped, immediately recognizing the voice, as she felt the owner's breasts rub up against her back. "I-I-I-""I've always known you were a dirty pervert, though," the woman holding Olette declared, letting her other gloved hand slowly run under the brunette's shirt and rub softly along her belly. "But I never thought you'd be into this."Olette's throat went completely dry as her blood went from ice cold to boiling hot. She bit down on her own lip nervously as a moan escaped her throat, feeling the woman's hand run slowly up her front and caress her breasts one after the other, her tongue gently probing her ear. She felt like she was going to melt into a puddle in the arms of her lover, and she didn't care."And worse, you come home, and you're not even properly dressed," the woman pointed out before turning Olette around and sitting her down on the edge of the bed.With her eyes uncovered, Olette's eyes almost bulged out at what she saw before her: Her beautiful blonde wife, standing before her with a hand on her hip, dressed in a long black dress with a plunging neckline and a corset wrapped around the midsection. She was also wearing long black gloves that reached to her upper arms, and black-framed glasses. In other words, she was dressed almost EXACTLY like Ally from Volume 1 of Sunstone. The sight of her dressed in such a fashion made the front of Olette's underwear suddenly feel VERY damp."...Hummina...!" Olette managed to stammer.Cassie smirked, walking slowly over to the couple's closet and opening it. "Those clothes aren't the sort of thing I let my pets dress in. In my bed, you either come naked...or you come in THIS."To Olette's shock and awe, Cassie proceeded to pull out a red, latex outfit, and she felt like she was going to scream in excitement. One look at it told her it was exactly her size. Odds were good Cassie had gotten Scotty to give her her wife's measurements for making a costume, but actually making this sort of thing was outside of his expertise, meaning she had had other co-conspirators who made this happen. Not that she gave a damn how she got ahold of it at that exact moment.Seeing her new outfit being held up, Olette could not possibly get out of her clothes faster. Cassie even had to break character a little bit to laugh at how quickly Olette stripped off her clothes, but once they were off, she was quick to regain her composure and help get Olette's new attire on. First, though, she made sure to caress a sweet-smelling lotion onto her lover's skin, to help slip the latex costume on. With that done, they began slipping Olette's outfit on piece by piece, starting with her latex leotard, followed by long, fingerless gloves, thigh-high boots, and, making the brunette blush hardest of all, a collar with a leash attachment."Better," Cassie observed, laying Olette onto the bed and holding onto her leash. "I think this suits you much better, don't you?""Y-Yes," Olette stammered."'Yes' what?" Cassie demanded, lifting a foot and softly grinding her shoe between O's legs."Ah!" Olette cried out, feeling the shoe poke against her covered entrance. "Y-Yes, Mistress!"Cassie grinned darkly, tracing the toe of her shoe along her wife's labia through the latex. "You like this, don't you?" Olette nodded hard, her teeth chattering, causing Cassie to giggle softly, eventually lifting her foot up to O's face. "Lick."Hearing this demand, O felt like her head was going to explode, it was getting so hot. Looking into her wife's eyes, her usually-submissive wife, now her domme, she could tell that Cassie was deadly serious. So, without so much as another word, and before her mistress could do anything to punish her for hesitating, she stuck her tongue out and dragged it across Cassie's shoe, her eyes still on her lover's and watching her delight in seeing her degrade herself in such a manner.Truth be told, though, Olette wanted this. She'd wanted Cassie to do something like this to her ever since she discovered those erotic graphic novels, but was terrified to ask her to do it. Granted, as Starslip, Cassie could be bold and daring, but in the bedroom, she usually followed Olette's lead. It just didn't seem like it was something she could ever ask of the blonde, and was terrified it would take her far beyond her comfort level. And yet, here they were, with Cassie gripping Olette's leash as the brunette ran her tongue across her shoe."Mmm, that's good enough, I suppose," Cass declared, taking her foot away. "Don't worry, though, I've got something you'll wanna lick SO much more."Olette blinked in confusion until she watched her wife reach down to lift the skirt of her dress. She found herself sitting up and licking her lips, wanting to get a taste of Cassie's vagina, imagining how moist it probably was. She watched impatiently as Cassie made her wait for the main course to be presented to her, and finally was rewarded as the skirt was pulled up, revealing Cassie's lap...which was covered by a leather harness, holding a rather large dildo in place. Olette's heart skipped a beat as she saw that massive thing pointed at her face, and looked up into her mistress' smirking face."I'm sorry, are you waiting for an invitation?" Cassie asked, pulling on Olette's leash to bring her face closer to the dildo. "I want you to suck my cock."O's blood heated up even more as she looked the dildo over. Even now, after all Cassie had done to prove she'd dominate her, she wasn't expecting this. Truth be told, Olette had owned her own dildo in high school, but she knew for a fact that Cassie had NEVER owned one, never once thought about dick, plastic or otherwise. Now, she had one strapped between her legs, waiting for her wife to take it in her mouth...and just the idea of that was making O so wet, she was almost certain it was running down the edges of her leotard and down into her boots.With a gulp, Olette leaned forward and proceeded to run her tongue all over the dildo, coating every last inch of it in saliva. Every once and awhile, she would even take the cock in her left hand and nuzzle the opposite side of it, all while looking up into Cassie's eyes in as submissive an expression as possible. Once she was done using her tongue, she opened her mouth wide and let the plastic dick inside of her mouth, bobbing her head up and down it."Mmm, I bet you wish this was a real cock, don't you?" Cassie inquired, running her fingers through Olette's hair. "You want Mistress to cum in your mouth?""Yesh, Mishtresh!" Olette mumbled as she took the false cock in her mouth and sucked hard on it.Cassie grinned, gripping Olette's hair. Despite her bold exterior, every move she made, she was worried about harming O or making her uncomfortable. It was taking everything she had to keep up the demeanor of O's mistress. What helped a lot, though, was her wife's eyes. It was her eyes that told her just how much she was loving every second of this treatment, of being degraded and humiliated like this, all for her. And thinking about it in those terms, Cass had to admit to herself that it was getting her pretty hot too."I think that'll do," Cassie observed, pushing Olette back down. "Now, get on your hands and knees, and present to your Mistress."Inside, Olette felt the need to smile from ear to ear. Outside, however, she kept up her more submissive and meek appearance and rolled onto her hands and knees, keeping her butt lifted up and her legs spread. She knew she was already dripping with anticipation, and Cassie could most certainly tell, especially after she used a finger to scoop up the moisture from between her lover's labia and licked it up."If I make you scream too loud?" Cassie whispered in Olette's ear, making her hair stand on end. "Tough shit."With that, Cassie grabbed hold of the latex running between O's legs, pulled it aside, and thrust her faux penis deep inside the brunette's waiting vagina, causing Olette to gasp sharply at the sudden intrusion. She gripped the bedding tightly as her arms shook, feeling the foreign object penetrate her so deeply. Seeing her react in such a way, and unable to get a good look at her face, Cassie's blood turned cold as she found herself breaking character."Are you okay?!" Cass asked, horrified that she'd hurt her wife.Olette nodded shakily, glancing back and giving a tiny grin. "Y-Yeah, I'm okay! Just...just gimme a sec to get used to it."Cassie nodded in response, gently caressing Olette's backside. "...I'm so sorry, I didn't-""Hey, it's OKAY," Olette insisted, her grin widening a little. "You're doing SO fucking good."Feeling her confidence become restored, Cassie inhaled deeply through her nose and then breathed back out of her mouth, calming herself. After she'd done so successfully, and given O plenty of time to get used to the length inside her, she slowly began to pull it all the way out before easing it back inside. She kept up this firm yet steady pace, watching as Olette rocked her body against her, taking as much of it as she could. Leaning down, Cassie licked and nibbled along the edge of her wife's ear, hearing her gasp and moan in sheer delight."Do you love Mistress' cock?" Cassie asked, getting a nod immediately. "Say it.""I love Mistress' cock!" Olette moaned between pants as Cassie slowly began to speed up a bit inside of her."Mmm, you wanna cum on Mistress' cock, don't you?" Cass inquired, gripping the brunette's hips tightly with both hands."Yes!" Olette admitted, feeling the amount of saliva in her mouth begin to overflow, drool running down her chin. "Please, make me!"Cassie grinned, grabbing hold of the leash tightly with one hand and pulling back on it while reaching down with her other hand to stroke the brunette's clitoris. With a nod from her wife, she then proceeded to start thrusting the dildo strapped between her legs a lot harder and faster inside of Olette, shaking the bed hard from the force of it. Despite how much it burned her face in embarrassment, Olette had to admit that she loved every second of the feel of the collar being pulled tighter around her neck from the leash, and the dildo tapping up against her cervix. Finally, however, it got to be too much, and the orgasm that had been building inside her body, practically from the second she felt Cassie's hands on her, grew too big. With a loud wail, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her tongue flopped out of her mouth, she let the dam burst, her love juices coating the fake dick.Slowly pulling out of her wife, Cassie held her closely, resting her head to her chest and letting her ride the orgasm out. She watched Olette tremble and shake in sheer bliss, sweat running down her face, and kissed her forehead softly. Once she was satisfied Olette had ridden out most of it, Cassie turned her around and stood up so that her lap was in the brunette's face again. Almost immediately, O started to lick the dildo clean of her own cum."You really DO love Mistress' cock," Cassie observed, smirking as Olette nodded. "But you love my pussy more, don't you?"Again, Olette nodded. With a smile, Cassie reached under her skirt and undid her harness, letting it slide down and off her legs to reveal her bare vagina. Leaning forward, Olette graciously licked between her wife's labia, cooing at the taste of the moistness that absolutely coated the insides of her most precious place. The perverted brunette couldn't help but grin a little at how much this evening's activities had clearly turned the blonde on.Cassie, on the other hand, felt her sense of control over the scenario begin to dissolve. She could feel her wife's tongue expertly explore her insides, rubbing across her walls, and it was making her melt. Her more sensitive side of her sexuality was taking over, and she felt herself start to shake a little at O's ministrations. She tried to hold on for as long as she could, but between just how sensitive her body was, how good Olette's tongue felt, and how much she'd gotten turned on from dominating her, she could barely hold on for a couple of minutes before she finally cried out and came shamelessly all over her wife's face.With the both of them spent, the two quickly found themselves lying in each other's arms on the bed. Olette purred softly as she nuzzled up to Cassie's chest, her favourite place to rest her head, and listened to the blonde's heart beating. She cooed in delight as she felt Cassie's fingers run through her hair, and smiled up at her lovingly, lost in her violet eyes."Sooooo, how'd I do?" Cassie asked, fidgeting nervously."AMAZING," Olette answered honestly, hugging her wife tightly. "I JUST need to know, though: WHERE did you get these outfits?""Wellllll, Robina made mine with her baton," Cassie admitted, "but turning silk into latex was kinda hard, so...we had to speak with someone in the BDSM community, so to speak.""Ah, Charlotte," Olette guessed, getting a nod. "Well, I appreciate the work you went through to make this happen."Cassie smirked, cocking an eyebrow. "Good, then maybe next time, you can tell me about this stuff, instead of letting me find out by accident?"Olette sighed. "Yeah... I'm sorry, I really SHOULD have come to you about it.""Well, I guess, all things considered, I can let it slide...THIS time," Cassie replied, kissing Olette on the nose. "...So, any other fetishes you've been afraid to tell me about?""Oh...u-um..." Olette stammered, gulping hard. "Well...there is one. I've been thinking about...golden showers. A lot, actually."Cassie felt her face go red as a tomato and her eye twitch. "...Oh...I see... W-Well...I mean, i-if it means that much to you-""It doesn't, but I HAD to see the look on your face!" Olette admitted, sticking her tongue out and giggling madly."...HEY, don't forget who your ass belongs to, Mrs. Giggles," Cassie admonished, albeit with a smirk and giggle of her own. "Or do I need to get out the ropes next?"Olette's eyes practically sparkled, licking her lips as she looked up into Cassie's. "Mmm, yes, Mistress."
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Ebon Queen let loose a soft, low purr as she awakened. She looked up at her ceiling, took in the smell of lavender from the flowers she'd potted the night before, felt the soft, silky bedding rub against her naked body, and smiled softly. She didn't have a lot of mornings where she felt quite this blissful, but she had actually slept rather well. In fact, she was surprised at how easily she had fallen asleep the night before. Usually, it took a bit more convincing for her body to finally give in and let her have her beauty sleep.The chalk-skinned owner of House Ebon decided to try and get up to start her day, feeling a bit energetic despite having just woken up. However, as she did, she felt a bit of pain run through her arms, which she only just now realized were positioned outward and at an angle away from her body. The same was true of her legs. Looking around, she found the reason why: Her wrists and ankles were all handcuffed to the posts of her bed, leaving her completely spread-eagled. As soon as she noticed this, she heard a tiny snicker coming from across the room. Without even needing to look, she knew exactly who it was, as her eyes narrowed."...Goddammit," Ebon muttered, struggling against the cuffs."I told you that I'd get you when you least expected it," Toxic Viper declared as she strutted across the floor toward the bed, revealing herself to be completely nude, aside from the fishnet stockings she wore. She smirked deviously at the bound goth, hands behind her back. "Sleep well, did you?""Okay, this is cheating of the highest caliber," Queen insisted. "What did you use, some kind of airborne toxin to knock me out faster than usual?""Oh, it had another effect, too," Alexandra replied, tapping her temple with one hand as Ebon suddenly realized that, despite her best efforts, she couldn't tell what the blonde was thinking. "Don't worry, it'll only last for...I'd say about an hour or so?"Ebon rolled her eyes. "Alright, so you got me. What's it gonna be this time? The dildo, the clamps, the electrodes?""Not this time," Alex answered, her grin turning darker and more evil as she rubbed the object behind her back between her fingers. "It took me weeks of extensive, pain-staking, mind-numbing analysis of our RPing sessions online, but I finally figured it out. I know your true weakness, the thing that will blow your mind and make. You. MINE."Hearing these words, Ebon's blood suddenly turned cold. "...You're bluffing. There's no way-"Before the goth could finish, however, Toxic brought her hand out from behind her back, revealing the object in question: A single, long, fluffy-looking feather. "You were saying?"Ebon's eye twitched, and she gulped hard as Viper stepped closer. "...You bitch! You're never getting away with this!""Mmm, hearing you say that makes me all gushy inside," Toxic admitted before running the tip of the feather across the bottom her lover's foot, causing her to jolt a bit. "Ooh, lookie lookie, someone liiiikes iiiiiit.""I-I'm just l-l-lulling you into a false sense of s-s-s-s-security!" Ebon tried to insist between gasps and giggles as the feather continued to tickle her foot."Uh huh, sure," Alex replied, switching to the other foot and watching as the tears welled up in the chalk-skinned telepath's eyes. "Keep telling yourself that, and pretend the big, dark, scary Ebon Queen isn't ticklish as fuck and LOVES getting tickled.""I-I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Ebon cried as her body shook with delight. "Oh, FUCK!"Toxic only stuck her tongue out at the goth and raised the feather back up. Watching as her lover followed it with her eyes, she then lowered it down toward her armpits, licking her lips in sadistic glee as Ebon shook her head hard. She swiftly began brushing the tip of the feather back and forth across her left armpit, and delighted in hearing Ebon laugh even harder, seeing her try to roll with laughter."Oooh, if only your patrons could see you like this!" Alex observed, using her fingers to tickle Ebon's feet while the feather continued to work over her armpits. "What a sight that would be!""I! AM! GOING! TO! KILL! YOU!" Ebon yelled in an increasingly high-pitched voice before Toxic's lips pressed tightly to her belly and blew hard, sending her into a fit of laughter.Alexandra felt positively gleeful, watching her dark lover in such a state. Still, there was something more she wanted to make her revenge complete. As she continued to tickle along Ebon's armpits and ribs, she let her tongue run down the chalk-skinned goth's belly and slip across her clitoris. The laughter soon found itself joined by gasps and moans as Alex began to lick and suck along her nethers.Ebon felt like she was caught between the most glorious of Heavens and the darkest of Hells. She was being pleasured so much that she thought she might die, but it came at the expense of some of her own dignity. Her dark exterior was being torn down, and yet part of her didn't care, especially as all the combined stimuli was gathering, to the point where it felt like her loins might actually set her bedding on fire. And as the pleasure finally won out, she found herself tilting her head back and getting ready to scream out in orgasmic bliss...only for her lover's tongue to retract, and the feather to stop dancing across her most sensitive spots."H-Hey, what gives?!" Ebon demanded, sweat rolling down her face."I'm sorry, did you want something?" Toxic inquired, smirking knowingly.Ebon growled a little, but managed to utter through grit teeth, "You fucking well know what I want.""But do you know what I want?" Alex asked, very gently sending the feather across the lounge-owner's ribs. "You see, I didn't come here to give you lots of orgasms. As fun as that would be, it doesn't really amount to much of a revenge, you know?""What...do you...want?!" Ebon panted, stifling a few giggles as best as she could."Three words," Viper answered, looking her lover in the eye, deadly serious. "Three words you have been avoiding saying to me. You say those three words, and this ends."In a VERY uncharacteristic move, Ebon Queen found herself blushing hard. She knew exactly which three words Toxic Viper wanted from her. And there was a big reason why she had never said them: They were words that should only ever be said if you truly mean them. And while part of her wished to, she knew that, for her to say them would be admitting that she was prepared to let herself be far more vulnerable and intimate with Toxic than she'd been with anyone in her life. It'd mean tearing down any and all walls left between them and letting her in, which was something that, after years of torment, abuse, crime, sex, and torture, she wasn't sure she could ever let herself do."...Alex, I don't thi-III!" Ebon started to say before feeling the feather dance rapidly across her belly before stopping altogether."Those were not the words I was looking for," Alexandra insisted.Ebon groaned loudly. "You think you can make me crack?! You think I've never been tortured before?!""Those sick bastards didn't have a clue how to torture you," Toxic pointed out, continuing to tickle or lick at the goth's most sensitive zones intensely before stopping. "I know you, and I know you've built up a strong resistance, and even occasional liking, to pain. THIS, however? You can't hold out against this."Ebon found herself sweating hard. As much as she hated to admit it, everything Alex said was true. She was cracking...hard. Her need to make this stop and just have her reward was winning out. But more-so than that, the revelation that this woman knew her so well, more than nearly anyone she'd ever met, was making it all the easier to do the one thing she feared doing the most. And so, as she felt the feather began to run across her inner thighs, she shut her eyes hard and yelled "Okay, I love you! Alright?! I said it! I love you! You're a Goddamn sadistic bitch, and I love every fucking thing about you!"For a few moments, there was nothing, which surprised Ebon. She expected immediate gloating. She very slowly opened one eye, expecting to see her lover smiling her most diabolic smile. And yet, she found both eyes widening at the sight before her: That of the Toxic Viper, staring at her like a deer caught in an 18-wheeler's headlights. The goth couldn't quite figure out why, though. Wasn't this what she wanted? And then, as she saw just the tiniest hint of a tear well up in the corner of the blonde's eye, it finally hit her: For all of her boasting, she never ACTUALLY expected to hear Ebon say it, let alone with a tone that made it clear how deeply she meant it."You...you love me?" Alex asked, dropping the feather.Ebon once again found her cheeks warming up hard, and swallowed before replying, almost in a whisper, "...Yes. I love you."Time seemed to stand completely still for the two. Finally, after standing there, staring at her handcuffed lover for what seemed like an hour, Alex found herself immediately summoning a pair of toxickinetic daggers to slice apart the chains of the handcuffs before jumping onto Ebon and kissing her passionately. Tossing the daggers away, she began to feel all over the chalk-skinned beauty's body, her fingertips tracing along every last tattoo on her skin. Ebon likewise began rubbing and groping all about the blonde's body, wrapping her legs around her waist and grinding their laps together.Unsatisfied with the sensations their grinding was creating, the two anti-heroines quickly found themselves changing positions, laid on their sides with their legs around each other and their faces in each other's crotches. They began desperately grinding their tongues hard against each other's love buttons and fingering their vaginas deeply. Toxic's free hand quickly began feeling up Ebon's legs, while Ebon's free hand went to where she knew one of Toxic's favourite places to be penetrated was, pushing a finger deep inside what she'd claimed as 'the Ebon hole'."Goddammit, I love when you do that!" Alex wailed before wrapping her lips tightly around the grey-pink clitoris before her and sucking hard on it."Make me cum!" Ebon yelled, locking her legs tighter around the blonde, going knuckle deep into her lover's holes. "Make me cum harder than anyone else could ever make me fucking cum!"Toxic cried out loud in delirious ecstasy before pushing her whole fist past Ebon's folds and twisting it around inside. Within seconds, both women came, screaming each other's names. When it was over, they both laid covered in sweat and each other's juices, their limbs tangled about. Ebon was panting harder than she ever had in the aftermath of a single round of sex before in her life. As Toxic laid her head on her chalk-white leg, smiling blissfully, the goth was torn between feeling content with having been pleasured so thoroughly, and feeling a bit wounded in terms of pride that her lover had, in the long run, gotten the better of her. Thinking it over in her head, however, she suddenly realized how best to make her every bit as red in the face as she was. And if getting Ebon to admit that she was in love with her was where she was going to go..."...Alex?" Ebon panted."Mmm, yes?" Toxic inquired."...You ever thought about getting married?" Ebon asked, inwardly dancing as she watched her lover's face turn so red that she could be seen from space.
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Alpha groaned as she grabbed hold of a bar stool and hauled herself up to her feet with it. It wasn't THAT uncommon for her to find herself pulling herself back up in the middle of a fight, despite her impressive strength. However, what WAS uncommon for her was to be fighting a giant gorilla. Specifically, the Atomic Gorilla, a gold-furred primate who had been caught in the blast of a gene bomb. He had been kept under lock and key by the military after he ran amok, but had somehow gotten free, which led to Alpha trying to apprehend him...with less than stellar results."...Don't suppose you'd back off if I offered you a banana, huh?" Alpha asked as the overgrown primate stomped into the roofless ruins of the bar he'd sent Alpha crashing into.The Atomic Gorilla only growled, neon green energy gathering in his paws. He then thrust both hands outward, releasing a pair of atomic energy blasts at Alpha. The blue-skinned alien beat her wings hard, just barely able to get airborne before the beams blew apart the floor where she'd once been. Reaching to her belt, she pulled free a pair of exploding throwing discs and hurled them at the gold-furred primate. The discs blew apart in his face, but all this succeeded in doing was dazing him a bit and knocking him a couple of feet backward before he dug his paws into the floor to stop his movement.Alpha's eye twitched as the Atomic Gorilla launched himself straight up at her, looking to slam both arms into her. Before he could make contact, though, he was hit hard in the gut by a rush of red, white, and blue, slamming him down into the lake of a nearby park. Alpha smirked a little as the blur emerged from the lake, revealing itself to be none other than Zenith Woman, quite possibly the strongest woman on Earth...and the hottest woman she'd ever seen up close."Hey there, Z-Dub!" Alpha greeted as she touched down next to her, a few feet from the lake. "Working for Animal Control today?"Vyx rolled her eyes in spite of the warm smile expanding on her face. "Is this how you try to get my attention now? Tussling with superpowered creatures?""Excuse me, I have to TRY now?" Alpha asked with a wink, her mood turning sour as she watched the Atomic Gorilla pull himself from the lake, looking even more angry. "...Aw, fuck me.""Maybe later, if we both aren't too bruised from this," Zenith Woman offered, taking up a fighting stance as she faced the primate.Alpha took a moment to catch her breath as the redheaded alien peacekeeper charged Atomic Gorilla. She managed to easily duck and dodge around his wild swings, landing smaller blows to his face, armpits, and gut. It was actually more than a bit enthralling to watch Vyxwyndul work, something she hadn't gotten a chance to do in quite some time due to their work keeping them both rather busy. However, she quickly found herself having to rush in and help as the gorilla finally got lucky with a wild backhand, knocking ZW into the dirt."I got him!" Alpha yelled, sailing forward and kneeing the primate in the side of the head, only for him to grab her by the leg and fling her into a tree, knocking it down. ZW, seeing this, sprung back to her feet, grabbed her right fist in her left palm, and swung both arms as hard as she could, catching the Atomic Gorilla hard in the gut. With the gorilla staggered, she crouched down, her eyes very briefly flickering white, before delivering a brutal uppercut to his chin. The gold-furred primate was launched several feet in the air before crashing back down to Earth, out cold.Zenith Woman let herself breathe again, seeing the Atomic Gorilla was out, before turning to Alpha, seeing her trying to pull herself back up. "...Are you alright?""Yeah, just my pride is a little bruised," Alpha groaned, getting to a knee. "Mother fucker hits like a freight train."Vyx nodded, making her way over to the winged alien and helping her to her feet. "Looks like he did some damage to your costume, too."Alpha groaned, looking down at the tears in her suit. "Aw, fuck a duck, that's gonna be a pain in the ass to fix up.""Mine could probably use a wash," ZW admitted, patting the dirt and dust off of her costume."I think we BOTH could use a wash, honestly," Alpha said with a giggle, plucking a twig from her brown locks. "Too bad we can't just use this lake, huh?"Hearing this, Zenith Woman's face brightened slightly. "...Actually, I MAY have recently installed something in the Hexagon that might serve our needs."Alpha cocked an eyebrow, just as she heard sirens approaching. "...Oh yeah?""Oh my fucking God," Alpha moaned as she let herself slip into Vyx's new, larger tub, the redhead already in the warm, cleansing water.Vyxwyndul giggled, observing the battle-hardened anti-hero in such a blissful state. "I can't believe I ever soaked in ponds before I discovered Earth bath tubs. These are SO much more efficient at providing warm water.""I had a waterfall near where I lived," Alpha mentioned, running two handfuls of water through her hair. "Secluded. No one for miles. It was nice. But this is heavenly.""Mmm, like I've died and gone to Sheviahl's womb," Vyx replied, lathering her arms.Alpha blinked, recognizing that name. "...That's one of your Goddesses, right? I remember you mentioning her before."ZW nodded, grabbing a washcloth and scrubbing herself. "There are three Goddesses of the Oondtryxians: Sheviahl, the golden Goddess of Love and Affection, Alkoianys, the orange Goddess of Peace and Protection, and Tormnimus, the red Goddess of Punishment.""...And when you die, you go to Sheviahl's...baby baker?" Alpha asked, a little confused. "How big is her fucking womb?""Well, the Goddesses are said to be the size of galaxies," Vyx explained. "That said, her womb is meant for those lovers who die together, at the same time. They say that her womb is a glorious paradise of springs and fields.""Oookaaay," Alpha responded, looking a bit perplexed by the mental image of someone's womb being an entire ecosystem. "So, what if you die alone? You don't get in?""If someone dies without their lover, they'll arrive on Alkoianys' chest, where she will nurture and protect them until their lover arrives," Vyxwyndul answered, wringing her washcloth out over her head and letting the water run throughout her hair. "Or, if they don't have one, she will give them the love and affection they have sought.""Hmm, an afterlife on a giant Goddess' tits," Alpha summarized, leaning back in the tub. "I could think of a lot worse ways to spend eternity.""Anything is better than Tormnimus' anus," Zenith Woman noted, earning a loud snort from Alpha."...Her ANUS?!" Alpha demanded, her jaw agape in disbelief."It's no laughing matter," Vyxwyndul insisted, holding up a finger. "Tomnimus' anus is a sweltering, gaseous realm. It's meant for the dishonoured, criminal, and morally deplorable.""Yuck, no thank you," Alpha replied, nodding with a grin. "I'll take this bath any day over being trapped inside a Goddess' Hellish brown hole.""This bath IS very relaxing," Vyx acknowledged, scrubbing her arm."And the bath salts you added are doing a serious number downstairs," Alpha noted, practically drooling.ZW blinked in confusion. "...Bath...salts?"Alpha tilted her head, not understanding. She thought for certain that was the bath salts causing that reaction, but if Vyx didn't know what they were, then what was causing that? Looking down through the water, though, she felt like smacking herself as she saw the cause: The redhead's foot was gently rubbing around her vaginal opening, as well as the ballsack hanging just above it, and the underside of her penis. She looked back up into the peacekeeper's violet eyes and grinned."...You diabolical...!" Alpha observed.Vyxwyndul merely returned her blue-skinned counterpart's grin. "I was merely helping you to scrub in a more difficult place.""Scrub THIS," Alpha retorted, leaning forward and grabbing Vyx by the shoulders, kissing her deeply.ZW purred in pleasure as she felt Alpha's tongue invade her mouth, rubbing her own against it. She reached up with her hands and ran them gently along her lover's wings, lathering them up and earning a lusty moan. Soon, Alpha's hands began to explore the Champion of Earth's body, before finally resting on her favourite part: her behind. She rubbed and gripped it tightly as she ground their laps together, letting Vyx feel just how hard she was as her erection rubbed against her thigh."Fuck, I need it...!" Alpha moaned, grinding a little harder. "It's been WAY too long...!"Vyx nodded, reaching down to part her netherlips. "It's alright. I'm yours."Alpha shivered as she heard those words, pushing her cock past her lover's labia and deep inside her vagina. The warm water of the bath provided more than enough lubrication for her to venture deep inside, humping into her hard as the two of them held onto each other tightly. Neither cared much that the water was beginning to spill out onto the floor around the tub, instead focusing on each other's pleasure."Ohhh, my Ezlialdess...!" Vyxwyndul groaned, wrapping her legs tightly around Alpha's waist."Fucking love it when you call me that...!" Alpha admitted, brushing Vyx's hair back and licking behind her ear, delighting in the squeals it incited.The sensation of having one of her people's most sensitive zones given such pleasure drove ZW over the edge. She found herself almost immediately pushing Alpha up against the edge of the tub and mounting her, bouncing on her penis energetically. Her lover wasn't keen on simply laying back and taking it, however, instead wrapping her soaked wings tightly around the Oondtryxian and sucking on her neck hard enough to leave a small bruise. After only a few moments of this, Vyx could take no more. She tilted her head skyward and cried out Alpha's name, tightening around her massive blue dick and releasing a torrent all over it, which in turn set off Alpha's own orgasm."Holy shit...!" Alpha whimpered, resting her red-haired lover's head on her chest."Indeed...!" Vyx agreed, softly licking the blue-skinned hermaphrodite's breast. Slowly, she managed to pull herself up and off of Alpha's cock, but found herself blushing hard at the sight of it still standing at attention. "...Your stamina will never cease to amaze me!"Alpha chuckled nervously, looking away. "Y-Yeah, I'm a little amazed myself."Vyxwyndul giggled, reaching down and giving her lover's dick a couple of gentle tugs. She then turned around, grabbed the edge of the tub, and leaned over it, giving Alpha the most glorious view of her backside and her vagina all at the same time. Unable to resist such an invitation, Alpha dragged herself over and pushed hard past her lover's folds with a single thrust, ecstatic at how tight she still felt even after such a vigorous love-making session. She proceeded to likewise clench onto the edge of the bath tub as she started to slam relentlessly into the peacekeeper's pussy like a jackhammer, almost hypnotized by the sight of her buttocks clapping against her with each thrust.Feeling Alpha so deep inside of her, and still so hard even after her previous climax, Vyx's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she felt herself being rammed from behind. After a while, she even felt her winged lover wrap a hand around her long red hair and pull on it as she pounded into her, but she was so engulfed in bliss that she didn't feel any pain. It became even more-so as Alpha wrapped her lips tightly around her previously-exploited weakpoint behind her ear and sucked hard on it, sending her into convulsions. She'd never had another lover take her with such a ferocity before, never encountered someone with such a vivacious sexual appetite mixed with the need to please her and the desire to do good by the people around her. It was intoxicating in all of the best ways. Unable to hold back this love that was gathering inside of her, she grabbed hold of Alpha's face, tilted her own head to face her, and brought the two together in a deep kiss. Within seconds, the duo cried out in each other's mouths as they came simultaneously.Quickly becoming utterly drained, Alpha did her best to steady herself and Vyxwyndul as they leaned back down into what water was left in the tub. The two shared in the occasional weak kiss as they laid back, softly petting one another. Looking down at the water, though, Alpha felt as though it appeared to be different colours. And it was stretching out far further than it once was, radiating a warmth that made her feel more giddy and carefree than she'd ever felt in her life. A quick blink later, and it all returned to normal, but that feeling seemed to stay with her."...Huh," Alpha murmured, stroking ZW's hair. "Y'know, maybe eternity in a giant Goddess' oven wouldn't be the worst thing, after all."Vyx giggled a little, hearing her lover make such a declaration. After a few moments had passed, the two decided to get out of the tub and head to Vyx's bedroom, towels wrapped around themselves. Once they had left the bathroom, however, they found themselves confronted by none other than Robina. She was standing before them, dressed in a white bathrobe and a light blue shower cap, and holding a back scrubber. The Magical Minstrel's eyes were very narrow and unamused-looking."...While I appreciate the two of you remembering to lock the door this time, I would just like to remind you, you're not the only people looking to make use of the new bath tub," the Bard grumbled as she brushed past the two blushing aliens.
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Toxic Viper panted hard as she came to a halt in the middle of the rooftop. On the other side of it, several thugs were climbing up onto it from the opposite fire escape that she’d taken. A quick glance behind her made it clear that several more had followed her all the way up here. There were at least a dozen of them, all armed with chains and sticks and pistols.
Thinking back on it, with the benefit of hindsight, stealing from the Alebrea Cartel probably wasn’t the best job Alexandra could’ve ever taken. Still, it was for a damned good cause in her book: Making sure she could pay rent for her home. Also, the item currently in her possession and in the sack slung over her shoulder had already been stolen by the Cartel, and was going back to its original owner, so there was that as well.
As the Cartel thugs began to form a circle around their opponent, a single roll of thunder sounded throughout the night sky. Within moments, rain began to fall upon the city. Considering her options, Alex felt a bit lacking in confidence. Normally, she would just release a paralyzing cloud on these thugs, but with so many, with them being outdoors, and in the rain, it was unlikely to be as effective, and would leave her more open than them.
With a deep breath, Toxic summoned forth a toxikinetic dagger, getting herself ready for the bloody brawl about to ensue. However, just before either side could rush to battle, the sound of bullets being shot through the air rang out, and three Cartel thugs fell to the concrete roof, clutching their now bloody knees. Looking around for the source of said bullets, it soon made itself known, as none other than Ebon Queen did a complicated flip over said goons and rolled behind Viper, her pistols already smoking as she aimed them at the opponents closest to the two.
“Hello, lover, what’s new?” Ebon asked with a smirk as she stood up back-to-back with the blonde.
Toxic growled a little, gripping her dagger tighter as the thugs began to rush in at the two. “The hell are you even doing here?!”
“Oh, you know, seeing the sights, enjoying the neighbourhood,” Queen replied as she swiped her sharpened gloves across the face of one goon and shot another in the leg, “trying to find out why my girlfriend has been ducking me the past couple of months, that kind of thing!”
“I’ve been busy!” Alex retorted, slashing her blade across the chest of a thug attacking her and throwing a foot back to catch another in the crotch. “Heists to pull, money to make!”
“Cartels to steal from?!” the chalk-skinned goth guessed, shooting an opponent’s gun out of his hand and slamming a knee into his face. “You should’ve called, I could’ve helped!”
“I don’t call for help EVERY TIME I have a job!” Viper insisted, hurling her dagger into the shoulder of a thug trying to sneak up on Ebon before generating a new one in her hand just in time to block a club aimed for her head.
Ebon furrowed her brow, shooting the woman attacking Toxic straight through her forearm. “...Okay, what’s really going on?! Because you sound upset!”
“You’re the mind reader, you tell me!” Alexandra hissed, putting the stolen goods down on the ground so she could use two daggers.
Queen blinked, a bit shocked, and thus was caught from behind with a firearm blow to the head. Tucking and rolling, the chalk-skinned telepath fired a pair of bullets into her attacker’s legs, bringing her down. Knowing she was out of bullets, she then holstered them and picked up a fallen gun from one of the goons, using it to hit another across the shoulder, all the while demanding, “...Are you mad at me?!”
“Wow, got it on the first guess!” Viper exclaimed, hacking and slicing at anyone who came close to her. “What were the odds?!”
“And what, pray tell, did I do to earn your anger?!” Ebon inquired, shoulder-checking a thug in the gut with her bladed shoulder pads.
“You know fucking well what you di-!” Toxic tried to insist before catching a boot to the stomach. With a growl, she stabbed both of her daggers through the man’s leg, then shoved him to the concrete as he howled in pain. Another goon tried to attack the blonde with a baseball bat with a horrid-looking nail shoved through it, but before he could strike the bent-forward blonde with it, he received a bullet in the chest, sending him falling to his back.
“Well CLEARLY I don’t!” Ebon pointed out, shooting anyone who came near her girlfriend to give her time to recover her breathing.
“You...asked me...to marry you!” Alex panted, retrieving her daggers from the leg of the thug who had kicked her and straightening out.
Ebon Queen’s eye twitched, still a bit confused as she got back-to-back with Viper again. “...Wait, THAT? Honey, I just said that to freak you out! I thought you knew that!”
“I DID!” Toxic replied, stabbing a foe in the gut as they came closer.
“Then what the fuck is the problem?!” Queen demanded, shooting an enemy through the eye.
“I WANTED! TO SAY!
YES!
” Viper admitted, stabbing her assailant again and again for emphasis.
“... … ...Oh,” Ebon whispered, letting the gun in her hand drop as the last thug fell. “...Wait, no, I still don’t understand. What’s the problem?”
“I DON’T KNOW YOU!” Alex roared, spinning her girlfriend around and pointing a finger in her chest. “Your life, your past, your real name-”
‘Well, I mean, I don’t even remember my real name anymore…” Queen mumbled, feeling increasingly awkward.
“MY life is an open book to you!” Toxic went on, her eyes narrowed dangerously. “Anytime YOU wanna know anything about me, you CAN!”
“Excuse you?” Ebon asked, baffled. “As if YOU talk about your past at all to me?”
“I don’t have to tell you anything, and you know it!” Viper shot back.
This confused the owner of House Ebon immensely, leaving her wondering what she could possibly mean, until the thought occurred to her. “...Wait, you mean… Oh, for fuck’s sake, you think I just probe your mind willy nilly or something?!”
“Oh, don’t stand there and tell me you never read my mind!” Alex countered, crossing her arms.
“I read your mind for embarrassing shit to take advantage of during sex!” Ebon fired back. “I read your mind to stay on the same page as you for heists and shit! I do NOT read your mind to learn about things you don’t feel comfortable talking about!”
“...Oh,” Alexandra uttered, feeling her anger begin to drain out. “...So then, you don’t know me any better than I know you?”
“No, I don’t,” Ebon promised, reaching up to place a hand on her girlfriend’s shoulder, only for her to take a step back.
“Then I guess you REALLY don’t know me much, huh?” Toxic Viper asked, looking a little deflated.
Queen sighed hard, closing her hand and letting it drop back to her side. “That really bothers you, doesn’t it? Not knowing my past?”
“What bothers me is that, for a moment, I was ready to say yes to marrying you, and I have no idea who you really are or where you come from” Alexandra answered. “And no, it doesn’t matter if it was just a joke or anything like that.”
“...Alex, there are some things about me that I-” Ebon started to explain.
“Lemme guess, that you don’t want other people to know, because it might be too much for them, or it might hurt them, or…” Viper held herself tightly, looking away. “...or they might not love you anymore.”
Ebon felt the world around the two fall away as the truth dawned on her. The truth was, they were both scared of the same thing: That their pasts might scare the other away. And yet, at the same time, she had to admit that they both wanted to know each other’s pasts, to know each other as intimately as possible. It was a feeling she was unaccustomed to, and she guessed, in that moment, that this was true of Alex as well.
“...Alright,” Ebon muttered, taking in a deep breath and clenching her fists. “Alright, if you are really THAT serious about this, then...then maybe there’s a way to fix this.”
Toxic looked back into Ebon’s blood red eyes, her face a bit more hopeful-looking. “You mean, you wanna talk about your past now?”
“I think I can do better than that, if you really want,” Queen offered. “I think we could show each other our pasts.”
Viper blinked, stifling a laugh of disbelief. “...Are we gonna do the Vulcan mind meld or something?”
“N-No, we’re just going to share our thoughts and memories in this...sort of flash of…” Ebon started to try to explain before sighing in exasperation. “...Alright, fine, we’re doing the Vulcan mind meld.”
“Geek,” Toxic snarked with a smirk.
“Bigger geek,” Ebon replied, gently taking the sides of the blonde’s head and easing their foreheads together. “...Close your eyes, and focus on nothing but me.”
Despite how ridiculous this sounded, Alexandra did as she was told, all the while the chalk-skinned goth did the same for her. A few moments went by, and it seemed as though nothing would happen. All of a sudden, though, she had the sensation that their foreheads had suddenly passed through one another. Before she could react, Alex saw glimpses and flashes of her lover’s memories play out before her, as her own played out for Ebon.
As the seconds passed, Ebon Queen watched as the love of her life’s memories flashed before her eyes. She saw her being forced to live with her uncle and aunt after the deaths of her brother and father, her mother unable to sustain their fishing business. How she was forced by her uncle and aunt to sell drugs and prostitute herself out for money, doing things that no one at her young age should even know how to do. How she got her powers after inhaling toxic gases while trying to save her friends from their burning school. How she used said powers to brutally murder those horrible people who had used her and her body, and had dared to call themselves her family. How Alexandra Mercer became the Toxic Viper.
For Alexandra, she watched as a little girl showing signs of mental powers was abducted from her home somewhere in Quebec. How all manner of tests were run on her, one of which permanently changed her skin chalk white, her lips navy blue, and her eyes crimson red. How she came up with fake names and aliases to tell people until she finally forgot her real name. How she was sold to Tammy Alfonso as a slave, until she was eventually sold for weapons and territory in Star Lake. How her new owner came to abuse her, physically, mentally, and sexually, until she broke free of his control and murdered him in as slow, cruel, and sadistic a manner as she could. How she usurped her former master’s small criminal organization and remade it into her own, all the while transforming herself into the Ebon Queen.
Eventually, the two saw their lives and actions take them down the life of crime. They watched as the other stole, seduced, murdered, and betrayed their way to the top of their respective food chains. Finally, the highlight reel of their lives came to an end with the two of them meeting on an online forum, and with the two experiencing the happiness each other felt at their meeting and falling in love.
Alex let out a deep, horrid sob as her and Ebon’s minds ended their link. To see her lover’s memories as though they were her own proved too much for her to contain her sorrow. Opening her eyes, she saw a similar expression on Ebon’s face, and could tell, despite the mental link ending, that she was feeling the same emotions.
“...So, now you know,” Ebon finally muttered. “My life, my decisions, my...everything. Still glad we did this?”
Viper’s eyes widened, hearing those words. Even after everything, some part of Ebon still thought that she would reject her upon seeing her life. Maybe it was what she thought any sane woman would do, given the circumstances. And while Alex didn’t know for sure if any sane woman WOULD reject her, she knew what it was she wanted to say and do with all of her heart.
“...Marry me,” Alex whimpered, her lip trembling.
Ebon Queen was shocked to her core. At first, she was positive that she’d misheard the blonde, but the look on her face proved otherwise. And so, thinking it over for a moment, she finally said, with tears in her eyes, “...Okay.”
With the two committed now, they soon found their hands in each other’s hair as they leaned in closer and gave each other the single most tender kiss they’d both experienced. However, they wanted more, and they didn’t care that they were on a rooftop, in the middle of a rainy night, surrounded by the bleeding corpses of Alex’s attackers. In this moment, they wanted, more than anything else, to demonstrate the unbridled love that they felt for each other.
“Touch me,” Ebon moaned, stripping out of her clothes.
“Where?” Alex asked, letting her own clothes fall to the roof.
“You KNOW where,” Ebon replied with a smile, letting loose a purr as her leg was lifted up and around the toxikinetic’s hip, and her lower back and sides were caressed smoothly. She shuddered as she took Toxic’s lips in a deep kiss, running her fingers through her rain-soaked locks.
Within moments, the two found themselves laying down on the rooftop, Ebon atop of Alex. However, neither cared who was on top this time. There would be no kinks, no domming, no toys, and no tricks. Just the two of them holding each other close and letting their hands roam about one another’s body, occasionally humping their laps together.
“Oh, and if you even THINK about cheating on me, I’ll kill you deader than you thought possible…!” Toxic groaned, shutting her eyes tightly as she felt a pair of fingers rub gently at her folds.
“Why would I ever sink my teeth into greasy cheeseburgers when I’d have the world’s finest filet mignon at home?” Ebon inquired before latching her lips to her lover’s neck and softly running a finger inside her most moist and sensitive opening.
“Damned right, you will!” Alexandra exclaimed, wrapping one arm tightly around the goth’s shoulders while the other reached down to rub Ebon’s love button, all the while the rain began to pour down even harder.
Ebon shivered in sheer ecstasy, kissing Alex hard and exploring her mouth with her tongue. As the two made out sloppily, they pressed their laps together as hard as they could and started humping desperately, their hands in each other’s hair. The two continued on, even as the rain waterlogged them more with each passing minute, until at last the two cried out into each other’s mouths, climaxing against each other and the roof.
“Mmm, I love you so much,” Alex cooed, stroking Ebon’s navy locks. “Now let’s get inside before we catch pneumonia.”
“Right,” Queen chuckled weakly, rolling off of Toxic, stopping as she felt something go crunch underneath her as her body made contact with the roof.
“...What was that?” Viper asked her new fiancée.
The gothic telepath blushed hard as she looked nervously at her betrothed. “Oh...nothing.”
Alexandra’s eyes narrowed as she sat up, looking unamused. “...You just rolled over the thing I stole from the Cartel, didn’t you?”
“That depends,” Ebon replied sheepishly. “On a scale of 1 to 10, how angry would your employer be if I did?”
Toxic facepalmed hard, the sound echoing throughout the night sky. “...We’re gonna need armed guards at the reception…”
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Olette groaned slightly, looking herself over in the mirror as she stripped down to her bra and panties. At five months, it was most definitely showing that she was carrying twins. Her body was a lot thicker, and her belly was jutting out a lot. As a result, she found herself wearing a lot more baggy clothes and dresses than she was used to, which was beginning to nag at her self-esteem a little bit.Luckily for the mother-to-be, letting her hands softly caress her own belly made her feel a bit better. Knowing that there was life growing inside of her seemed to fill her with a sense of joy otherwise unknown to her. Her children weren't even born yet, and already, she felt a deep love for them on par with anyone or anything else she'd ever known in her life. The only thing she could think of that would rank higher was the owner of the second pair of hands that slipped around to the front of her and rubbed her belly."...What do you think they'll be like?" Cassie asked, nuzzling her wife from behind. "You know, when they grow up.""I don't know," Olette admitted with a smile. "I mean, I guess they could be anyone or anything, right?""Do you think they'll have powers?" Cassie inquired, slipping on her nightie. "I mean, I know the Superhuman gene is passed down from mothers to their children, but how many cases are there of women being temporarily transformed into hermaphrodites and knocking people up?"Olette blinked as she heard that sentence being spoken. "...You ever feel like our lives are kinda weird?""FREQUENTLY," Cassie answered, slipping into bed.Olette rolled her eyes, turning back to the pair's closet to grab hold of a clean nightie to wear. As she did, though, her eyes caught sight of something that made her snicker: A red, latex outfit. The same one she'd worn once when the two decided to experiment with slightly more intense forms of love-making and bedroom shenanigans. She smiled, sighing in nostalgia as she slid her fingers along the costume."Ah, I suppose it's gonna be a LONG time before I can fit into this again, huh?" Olette observed before fetching a nightie."Yeah, well, even if you could, we'd wanna be a lot softer and more careful if we did THAT again right now," Cassie replied with a giggle. "Silk scarves instead of ropes, making sure you aren't assuming uncomfortable positions, that sort of thing. Oh, and no gags, not that we used them last time."Olette slowly turned and smirked slyly at her wife as she slipped on her nightie. "...Honey? Why do you know all of that?"Cassie blushed hard, watching her wife slide under the covers with her. "W-Well, I know that pregnancy can mess with a woman's hormones, so I did a little studying on stuff to be aware of in case you ever-""Uh huh," Olette interjected, kissing the silly blonde on the cheek. "Well, I appreciate the forethought, sweetie."Cassie sighed in relief, knowing she was off the hook. She let herself relax a bit, Olette snuggling up to her and purring softly. She was so relaxed, she was about to let herself start to try and drift to sleep, when suddenly, the brunette she was cuddling with asked "...So, what about you?""...W-What about me, what?" Cassie inquired, confused."Well, I was just thinking, you've been really good about looking after me and my needs," Olette explained, looking into her wife's violet eyes. "You always appeal to my fantasies and stuff, no matter how embarrassing they are, and...well, I guess I was just wondering if there are any kinds of fantasies that you have that maybe you want to explore."Cassie felt her whole face suddenly turn much hotter under the stare of her wife, almost feeling like Olette was beginning to loom over her. "...No. Not really.""Are you sure?" O inquired, smirking a little."Y-Yeah, why?" Cassie stammered."Because you're a really bad liar," Olette explained. "Also, you're phasing down into the bed."Cassie looked down, noticing that her body was in fact descending into the bed itself. Gulping hard, she levitated upward until she was back to the right height and re-solidified, muttering, "I mean, I...maybe...""Honey?" Olette whispered in a calm, reassuring voice. "You said that you wanted me to be open with you about these sorts of things, because it would help the both of us. Well, I trust you to be open, so trust me now."Cassie nodded, realizing the adorkable brunette was right. "Yeah. You're right, and I DO trust you. Really.""Also, if you tell me, I might just do it for you sometime," Olette added with a flirtatious wink.Cassie bit her lip nervously. "...Alright, but, just...If most people heard this, they'd think I was a-""I'm not most people, I'm your WIFE," O pointed out. "Now, tell me."Cassie took in a deep, calming breath, looking up at the ceiling. "...You, um...You know those pictures that people make of superheroines... ... ...tied up?""You mean superheroine peril?" Olette asked.Cassie gulped hard, feeling sweat run down the side of her face. "Y-Yeah, that..."Olette giggled a little, running her fingers through the blonde's locks. "Wow, so the Intangible Starslip thinks about getting tied up and being at a supervillain's mercy?""No!" Cassie exclaimed, blushing even harder. "Well, I mean, maybe a little? I mean, it's not like it's something I actively-""I know, sweetie," Olette reassured, caressing the love of her life's cheek. "Fantasy is just that: Fantasy."Cassie let herself smile a bit as she went on. "It's not even something I think about a lot. It's just, there was this one night, I think like a few months after I started being Starslip, I had this weird dream, and...and I was tied up, with my hands behind my back and up over my head while I was bent forward, and I couldn't see who it was, but they kept touching me through my costume, and...and I was scared, but it also felt-""Really hot?" Olette guessed, getting a nod. "And lemme guess: Every time you think about that dream, you feel super guilty about getting turned on by it."Cassie nodded again, earning a soft kiss to her cheek as Olette explained, "Honey, there's nothing wrong with that. It was just a fantasy. It's not like you're going out there every night, wanting for someone like Fonzie to feel you up."Cassie snorted hard at that comment. "Yeah, in HER dreams, maybe!"Olette giggled, cuddling up to her wife. "You're not a freak for getting aroused from a dream like that. And you don't have to beat yourself up for thinking about it. Okay?""Okay," Cassie replied, still blushing slightly. "...S-So, um...I mean, are you going to...?"O grinned ear to ear, nuzzling Cassie's chest. "Oh no, I'm not going to give you a definitive answer to that. I think it'll be SO much more fun watching and waiting while you try and figure out if or when I ever execute a plan that diabolical."Cassie sweatdropped, her eye twitching. "...You really ARE evil. You know that, right?""Of course," Olette replied, sticking out her tongue and winking."Well, just promise not to share that with our kids, okay?" Cassie asked, wrapping her arms around her pregnant wife.Olette giggled, kissing Cassie softly. "I make no promises."
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Jack and Robina laid in awkward silence, their backs to each other, under the sheets of the latter's bed. Jack found himself blowing raspberry as he counted the panels in the ceiling, not knowing what else to do. He felt as though he could turn over and spoon with Robina, but couldn't quite bring himself to do it. It was as if something was keeping the two from facing the other in the aftermath of their deed.After several minutes of silence, Robina finally spoke up, muttering "...So...that was sex."Jack nodded, twiddling his fingers. "...Eyyup."It had been quite unexpected when the Bard approached Jack with the proposition for sex. After years of suggesting the very thing to the asexual woman and constantly being shot down, he'd finally given up and considered it to be too lost a cause to even think about it. And then, one day, out of the blue, SHE had suggested it, having finally found herself curious enough about sex to where she wanted to be sure of her feelings on it. So stunned had Jack been, he had barely been able to even muster a response to the inquiry. He had wondered if perhaps there was some sort of mind control or alien shapeshifting at play. And yet, all evidence had proved contrary.Jack could hardly have turned down such an offer. To be Robina's first? How could he have not taken her up on it? It had been something he'd desired since the day he'd met her. And so, once they had had all of their plans in place, they finally did it one night...leading to the incredibly awkward pillow talk that was occurring at that moment, wherein neither person was all that sure what to even say about what had just transpired. Still, neither could quite handle the silence, so despite the awkwardness, they decided to plough through."Sooo, how are you?" Jack asked, trying to make small talk."I, um, I guess I'm alright, all things considered," Robina answered, rubbing her legs together gently. "Joints are a little sore. Glad that I've been keeping up with my yoga routine.""Oh, yeah, definitely..." Jack trailed off, his eye twitching a bit."...It was...interesting..." Rob admitted, trying her best to be complimentary. "I was actually expecting it to hurt a lot more, but then that could just be that I've been through worse since becoming the Bard. Electric shocks, burns, impalement...I mean, I guess technically that DID classify as impalement, but—""But not as bad as you thought it'd be, got it," Jack finished, feeling unintentionally belittled."Right," Robina replied. "And...and you were certainly...enthused, and I could tell you were doing your best to make me feel pleasured.""But it's still not for you, right?" Jack asked despite already knowing the answer.Rob nodded, holding herself. "...Yeah, it's really not. Sorry."Jack shrugged. "Hey, it's cool..."Robina breathed hard through her nose, knowing that Jack was feeling a bit hurt in spite of her best efforts. She felt like maybe it might be a good decision to just stop talking. And yet, a question was plaguing her mind, and she couldn't manage to hold it back, especially when the alternative was to return to the land where sound doesn't exist."...Is it...always that long?" the Magical Minstrel asked, finally bringing herself to shift her body to where she was laying on her back.Jack blinked in confusion, looking over his shoulder at his bedmate. "...I mean, only when I'm REALLY fuckin' turned on. Otherwise, it can—""No, not THAT," Rob clarified. "I mean...timewise. Does sex always last that long?""Ohhh," Jack replied, rubbing his shoulder. "Well, I mean, I've gone for longer, but yeah, usually that long. I mean, some people prefer quickies that only last like a couple of minutes, but that doesn't really seem like enough time for two people to please each other.""Really?" the Bard asked, a bit baffled. "Because, I'll be honest, after a couple of minutes, I DID start to feel a small twinge down there. And it felt good."The Mad Toku Hero's eyes nearly popped out of his skull when he heard that, turning to face Rob. "Wait, SERIOUSLY?""Yeah, but then it just kept going, and going, and it was like an 'Alright, we got to the climax, so why is it still going?' situation," Robina explained."So, like In A Gadda Da Vida," Jack replied. "Didn't NEED to keep going as long as it did.""Well, at least no one here had to fill up time with solos," Rob joked, leading to the two sharing a very brief and inept laugh, followed by a bit more silence before she eventually asked "...So, does it hurt? You know, down there.""...I mean, it's kinda tingly," Jack admitted."Well, I just mean, you're...well, you know," Robina attempted to explain. "The scars, the burns. They're EVERYWHERE. Doesn't it hurt to...well, get hard?"Jack shifted a little, feeling uncomfortable. "I mean, it always kinda aches regardless. But, in terms of that, not really. It only really hurts when...well, when I'm somewhere that's really tight..."Robina's eyes widened a little, realizing what he meant by that. "...Oh. OH, um...I'm sorry.""Well, I mean, it probably didn't hurt as much as when I broke your hymen, so it's not that big a deal," Jack quickly clarified. "Gotta admit, though, it was...well, it was REALLY tight. Like, I thought for a second that I wasn't gonna be able to get it back out.""Well, I'm glad you did," Rob explained, shivering slightly in disgust. "Although, as glad as I am that you pulled out, I...really, REALLY didn't need to see that."Jack blushed slightly, looking away. "...Y'know...we DID use a condom.""So did Cassie and Olette," the Musical Magical Girl immediately pointed out."Point taken," Jack replied with a sigh. "...So, um, any other questions?"Rob's face sort of contorted a little as she thought it over briefly. "...Yeah, just one: So where is this elusive G-spot that I keep hearing about?""...Many men go through life not knowing," Jack answered with a frown, shifting slightly towards his edge of the bed. "Anyway, I guess I should probably just leave, huh?""Uh, yeah, that's probably for the best," Robina replied, looking away as Jack slid out of the bed, retrieving his clothes. "...Look, Jack, you know that it's not you, right? I just—""I know," Jack interjected, slipping his clothes back on. "Sex just isn't a thing for you, and that's never gonna change, and I respect that. I know I always make my jokes and innuendos, but that's just me. I don't expect EVERYONE to be like me, and it's probably for the best that they aren't... Actually, scratch that, DEFINITELY for the best."The Bard squirmed a little, clutching her arms. "...Well, I think you're alright."Jack sighed hard, pulling his hood up. "Rob, you don't have to say that. I get that I'm a hypersexual freakshow who is borderline psychotic."Hearing these words, Robina pulled herself up and faced her friend, looking as sincere as she could. "...Jack, if I didn't think you were a good person, do you think I would've come to YOU with this? You're my partner, and my friend. I trust you with my life. And, if situations were different, I might even...you know, love you. Maybe."Jack smiled, giving a small, appreciative nod. "...Thanks."Rob returned the smile, feeling the last of the pair's awkward tension melting away as she folded her arms over her knees. "...Also, if you tell ANYONE about this, I will skewer your balls on a frozen pike and fuck you into submission.""Y'know, you keep using that last phrase, and I gotta say, I don't think you know what it means," Jack replied with a snicker. "If you did what it ACTUALLY meant, it would've made tonight WAY more interesting.""Pig," Robina shot back, sticking her tongue out playfully as the Mad Toku Hero headed for her door. "...Oh, and Jack? Thanks for...well, you know, not laughing when you saw my...body..."Jack let out a small snort as he looked back over his shoulder and, just before taking his leave, declared, "...Rob, sweetie? Having seen what no other man has seen, at least in the context of how and when I saw it, I can safely tell you, there wasn't one fucking thing to laugh at."
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The woman once known as Doctor Angela Dickerson took great, gleeful delight at the sight before her. Towering over everyone in the street thanks to her massive titanium tentacles, the perverse menace to society looked out at her handiwork: Dozens, if not hundreds, of people, glued to walls, lampposts, and the sides of vehicles, all thanks to the white adhesive goop she’d sprayed from her tentacles. And yet, there was something different about the way they writhed in it that made it all the more delightful to her this time.
“That’s enough, Doctor Squick!” an annoyingly-familiar voice called out from below. Turning around, the doctor smirked at the sight of the Hexagon on the scene, Outrun stepping forward and pointing a finger at her. “We’re putting your perversions under the proverbial cold shower!”
“...Dude, could you be any more the virgin boy scout loser right now?” Jack Hellzone demanded, looking embarrassed for his colleague.
“Uhh, does anybody else smell that?” Starslip inquired as she hovered above the rest of the team. “I think it’s coming from the goop.”
Squick giggled a little, looking down at a couple who had been ensnared together, trying desperately to break free. “That would be a little something extra I added to the mix. The scent is meant to enhance the amount of chemicals the brain pumps out in order to encourage certain feelings, until…!”
As the heroes and the villainess watched on, the solidified goop crumbled, releasing the pair. Any form or relief on the part of the two for being freed was quickly replaced as they grabbed hold of each other, collapsing to the ground and writhing their bodies together. And, to the horror of one member of the Hexagon in particular, the duo began stripping their clothes off furiously.
“Oh God, it’s making them wanna do it in the street!” the Bard observed, feeling ill.
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t we do this shit once already?” Jack asked, a bit perplexed. “I coulda sworn we’ve done the crazed-orgy-in-the-streets thing before.”
“There’s not gonna be any orgies,” Outrun insisted, taking a quick scan of the area. “From the looks of things, the pheromones coming off the goop need to be inhaled a LOT to get people to react like that.”
“Yes, unfortunately,” Squick admitted, bringing herself down to ground level before the heroes, readying herself for combat. “Now, the only question is, can you stop this fast enough before they’re all affected? OR, conversely, will you fall subject to it yourselves?”
“If I had all day, I couldn’t list the number of reasons I’m not doing that,” Green Defender growled, reaching into his utility belt and pulling out a gas mask.
“Then I guess we do this the hard way!” Doctor Squick hollered, launching powerful streams of her goop at the heroes as they evaded them as best as possible.
“Split up!” Zenith Woman ordered. “Half deal with the Doctor, half help her victims!”
“You got it!” Starslip called back, flying out towards a man held in a virtual cocoon of the goop along with his car. Diving down, she phased through the goop, grabbed the man, and sailed back out. She then dropped the poor man a safe distance away before flying back into the danger zone, trying her best to shake off the scent.
GD likewise made his way toward a pair of women who had been globbed together, analysing the situation as he dug out his laser cutter, turning it on and muttering “Alright, need to locate just the right point of weakness with which to cut you free without doing any damage…” Very carefully, the Jade Thunderbird sliced into the hardened goop, slowly but surely managing to damage it in just the right place wherein it came apart, the women tumbling into his waiting arms as he slowly eased them down to the ground.
“There’s that’s two down, an—” GD started to say before glancing over to his left, watching as the Gold and Blue Blur rushed around to various people and, with great speed and precision, released them one after the other. “...Hate him sometimes.”
“Haaaaaaaaaaaa!” Jack hollered, flipping through the air with a torch in his hands before bringing it down hard on one of Squick’s tentacles. As soon as the attack made contact, waves of fuchsia flames erupted from the torch and scorched the tentacle…only for it to do little to know damage before he was slapped away.
“So, you don’t care for my new goop, huh?” Squick demanded, grinning darkly at the heroes forming up around her. “But how can you know you don’t like it if you don’t try it yourselves?!”
With that, the crazed doctor began to spin around, her tentacles launching copious amounts of her slop at her foes. Seeing this, Bard let out a shrill “EEP!” and ran behind a car, letting it take the brunt of the adhesive sludge. Zenith Woman, meanwhile, zoomed this way and that in the air, dodging the waves of goop. Jack scrambled back to his feet and leaped into an alleyway, climbing up a fire escape to the roof of the building it was attached to.
“Okay, this is getting kind of ridiculous!” Hellzone called out over the team’s comm as he jumped over blasts of goo. “We’re being schooled by a psycho with a bukkake fetish!”
“And the smell is not getting any better!” Starslip moaned, trying to fight off the scent’s effects. “Anyone got any ideas?!”
“She’s not letting anyone get close to her!” GD called out, watching as the streams of sludge shot out at any heroes that got too close.
Outrun observed the same thing grimly, until an idea suddenly hit him. “You know, that might not be the worst thing.”
Zenith Woman took a quick glance down at Stanley, confused, until she watched as he powered up his suit’s energy field, grinning as she got the plan. “Do it! Jack, Bard, get ready!”
The Blue and Gold Breeze nodded, rushing straight toward Doctor Squick. Dickerson managed to notice and, aiming a tentacle directly in his direction, hosed him down with her adhesive goo. She grinned at this apparent victory…only to realise too late that the goop was hardening around the speedster’s bio-electric field, creating essentially a giant white bowling ball that was rolling right at her too fast for her to avoid.
“...Oh fu—” Squick started to say before she was hit hard, her suit absorbing most of the damage, but she was still sent sailing skyward. As she tumbled helplessly in the air, Jack Hellzone gave his belt a tap, causing fire to gather around his boot, while Bard used her conductor’s baton to release a stream of silk strong enough for her to jerk herself up into the air. Once their target was in just the right position, both mages launched themselves towards her, Jack kicking clean through one of the tentacles while Bard sliced through the other with her razor sharp violin bow. With the criminal disarmed, Zenith Woman swooped down low and caught Squick just before she hit the ground, landing gently as the psychotic doctor looked ill from being tossed around so.
“...Well, she seems a bit motion sick, but otherwise, she should be fine,” Vyxwyndul observed, watching as the team formed up around her, Outrun vibrating his field enough to dissolve the solidified goop around him. “I will deliver her to the police.”
“Roger,” Green Defender replied, watching as the alien peacekeeper took off with the dazed criminal in her arms. “In the meantime, we should probably help clean up this mess.”
“Oh joy,” Jack groaned, catching a glance of some goop on Starslip’s cape. “Uh, Cass?”
“Oh, yeah…yeah…y-yeah…” the Violet Vision responded, clearly in a bit of a daze herself before giving her head a hard shake. “Yeah, okay, so…um, I’mma leave this to you guys. I…think I need to go home and…call a babysitter, bye guys!”
Without any warning, Starslip took off in a blast of golden light, not even giving anyone a chance to object, the Jade Thunderbird shaking his head. “...I keep telling her to pack a gasmask in her utility belt. She’s always been terrible about controlling her libido. Not like the rest of us adults, am I ri—”
Glancing to his right, GD was stunned to find that, in the time it took him to say all of that, Jack Hellzone and Outrun had also made themselves scarce, having taken off for who-knows-where to do he-didn’t-want-to-know-what. “...Alright, I guess that just leaves me and you, Bard. Let’s—”
“KAAWOOOOOOOOOMMM!” a loud, shrill cry echoed out, interrupting the Jade Thunderbird. Turning, he watched as Robina leaped up into the air and landed on the massive orange and teal furred moth that flew down toward her, taking off into the sky.
“Gross, gross, gross!” the Magical Minstrel moaned, grabbing her hat and flapping it hard, getting some stray slop off of it. “I never wanna fight that perverted woman ever again!”
As she rode Chi through the evening sky, the Bard tried her best to get her mind off of what she’d just been through. However, as the minutes ticked by, she felt an odd stirring in her abdomen. She moaned in irritation, not understanding what was wrong, until she started to rub her legs together, and realised to her horror and rage what was happening.
“Oh, C’MON!” Robbie hollered, flopping onto her back and sobbing. “Stupid hormones, I don’t wanna feel this way! This is why I HATE fighting hypersexuals with disgusting fetishes!”
Chi let out an inquisitive and concerned cooing sound, causing Bard to sigh hard, petting her friend softly. “Look, don’t worry. I’m sure, after a cold shower, some violin practice, and a little online gaming, I’ll be perfectly fine. I mean, how long can a person stay horny for, anyway?”
FIVE DAYS LATER
Robina grumbled and growled a little as she stepped out of the shower, grabbing her towel and scrubbing herself off. Despite her best efforts, her elevated arousal was still plaguing her almost a week after the event that caused it. And what was worse was that her teammates all seemed to have shaken it off days ago.
It was infuriating to the Magical Minstrel. She had defeated criminals, supervillains, demons, monsters, aliens, and all other forms of horrors one could think of. But she was losing this particular battle. And, as she finished drying herself after her cold shower, she came to one conclusion that she had tried her damnedest to deny.
…I think I need help, the Bard thought, whining slightly as she tossed her towel aside and slipped into a fresh change of clothes.
The Musical Magical Girl had made the conscious decision not to tell her teammates about being affected by Doctor Squick’s newest alteration to her arsenal. Not only did it not seem like anyone’s business, but the idea of Jack knowing about it was unacceptable, thinking she’d never hear the end of his dirty jokes and sleazy innuendos, and she was on the receiving end of enough of those. But, in trying to deal with this herself, she’d only made things worse.
However, as Robina began to make her way out of the shower room and into the hallway, the same thought echoed through her mind: “Who can I ask about this?” Jack was out, because she didn’t want to hear about it for months, if not years, after the fact. Outrun and Starslip were both in relationships that she didn’t want to cause possible issues with by approaching them about sexual problems. And while she valued Zenith Woman as a friend, colleague, and housemate, the idea of coming to her with a problem like this made her uncomfortable due to how sexually liberated the alien was. So, when she really thought about it, that only left one person.
“Bard?” a familiar voice inquired, causing her to slowly turn and face none other than the Jade Thunderbird himself, standing a few feet away. “Sorry, I was using the base’s scanning equipment. It’s for a case I’m running.”
“Th-That’s okay!” Robina chirped, straightening her clothes a bit. “I was just…heading back to my room!”
“Alright,” GD replied, looking a little confused. “...Well, goodnight then.”
Whining slightly as the cloaked crusader turned to leave, the Mystical Musician held out a hand. “WAIT. Please, I…need your help with something.”
Adam blinked, turning back to face his teammate as she approached him. “...What’s wrong? Something happen?”
“Y-Yeah…” Bard admitted, bowing her head and resting her hands on the redhead’s shoulders. “Look, I just…can you PLEASE promise me that this will not get back to the others? ESPECIALLY Jack?”
“I…guess?” GD replied, still very baffled by what was happening.
“Okay, so…you remember that whole thing that happened last week…with Doctor Squick?” Robina asked, feeling as though she was shrinking in embarrassment.
“Of course,” the Green Defender answered before he realised where this was going. “...OH. Oh, that…wait, that affected you? I thought—”
“I’m immune to magical spells and sonic-based brainwashing to make me attracted to other people, but fumes designed to make me just generally randy apparently work just fine,” the Magical Minstral explained, blushing hard. “And it has been almost a week, and it won’t go away. Please, you have got to know something, ANYTHING, to make this feeling go away.”
Well, she’s right to ask you, Adam heard in the back of his head, narrowing his eyes a little. Given your lack of a stable relationship and how much you need to tend to your own needs.
Quickly mentally telling himself off, GD cleared his throat, looking his friend and colleague in the eye. “...Well, what all have you tried, exactly?”
“EVERYTHING,” Robina answered. “Cold showers, lots of exercise, even a couple of home remedies which just made me nauseous—”
“...Um, Robina?” Adam interjected as he suddenly felt as though he knew where the real issue was. “I apologise if this is a bit too frank, but you have actually tried…DEALING with the problem?”
The Bard blinked, not understanding, causing her ally to groan, pinch the bridge of his nose, and ask as calmly as he could, “...Have you tried masturbating?”
Hearing that question out loud, Robina could do little else but whimper and look away. “...OH…Yeah. That. Um…no, I really haven’t. I mean…I don’t even really know how, and when I think about doing it, it’s so…not something I wanna do.”
“Look, I understand that sexual activity has always been a problem for you, and I get why,” Green Defender replied with a sigh. “However, as the foremost authority on bottling your issues until they explode, allow me to grant you this simple piece of advice: Don’t. It will only make things worse later.”
“I know, but…” the Bard started to say before whimpering slightly, resting the top of her head on the Jade Thunderbird’s chest, and sobbing in an almost child-like manner “...I DON’T KNOW HOW!”
Maybe you should offer to lend a hand? the perverted side of Adam’s mind asked, making him want to reach into his skull and punch that particular voice in its nonexistent nose.
“Can you please give me a hand?” Robina pleaded.
“...Wait, WHAT?!” GD demanded, certain he didn’t hear that right.
“I just need someone to talk me through this is all,” the Bard elaborated. “Y’know, like…coaching me or whatever?”
“Can’t you just look it up online?” the Jade Thunderbird inquired, part of him still uncertain if this conversation was really happening.
“...I tried once,” the Magical Minstrel admitted awkwardly. “I went looking for instructional videos on it when I was younger. Pretty sure what I found was just amateur porn.”
Adam groaned, pulling his hood down partially over his face, trying to obscure his expression. “...Alright, alright, I will help you, but we should probably set some ground rules first.”
“No telling ANYONE,” Robina immediately suggested. “I don’t want this getting out to the rest of the team, one member in particular.”
“Of course,” GD replied. “I should probably be as hands-off as possible throughout. It’ll make things less awkward for us in the future.”
“And no stupid jokes throughout this, okay?” the Bard demanded.
“I will do my best,” the Jade Thunderbird answered. “And lastly, we almost certainly should agree that this will be a one-time thing and not something we do regularly.”
“Absolutely,” Robbie agreed with a nod, inhaling deeply as she realised that, with them in agreement, it was time to do the one thing she’d tried very hard not to imagine herself doing. “...Sooo…I guess my bedroom then?”
“Right, because…comfortable,” GD concurred.
As he let his friend lead him to her room, Adam continued to question the reality of what was happening. All of it felt like some perverted fever dream. And yet, after pinching himself at least twice on the way to Robina’s bedroom, he was sure that it felt real at least. As such, he merely consigned himself to what was happening, following the Bard into her bedroom, looking around at the Sonic the Hedgehog and Clock Tower posters hanging on the walls and the wide variety of bright colours that didn’t go together at all colouring the room.
“...This is…nice?” Adam observed dryly.
“New rule: No judging my choice of decorating,” Bard growled as she sat on the edge of her bed. “So, um, how should we…proceed?”
“Well, let me help the mood a little,” GD offered, walking over the main controls for the room. Getting a nod of approval, he quickly dimmed the lights slightly, and adjusted the ventilation system to produce a scent akin to jasmine. “Alright, um…I guess you should start by rubbing and very gently pinching some of your erogenous zones. Your chest, thighs, that sort of thing.”
Robina tilted her head, slightly confused. “So, I shouldn’t go right for the vagina right away?”
“That’s actually a mistake a lot of men make with women,” Adam explained. “You want to save that for last, assuming it’s even needed by the end. It’s probably better to start with the chest, and mix it up from there.”
“Okay…” Robbie replied as she started to lift her shirt up, stopping just short of exposing her upper belly. “...Um, could you…not look?”
“...I don’t really want to look!” GD lied, turning away as the Bard finished removing her top and then lifted up her bra, grabbing hold of her chest with both hands. “Now, you want to slowly and gently massage your breasts, since they’ll probably be a little sensitive.”
“Now he tells me…!” the Bard groaned as she pressed her fingers a bit too hard into her left breast, immediately trying for a much lighter touch as she rolled both breasts around a little. “Whew, okay, that’s a little better. Now what?”
“Just keep doing that for now,” Adam answered, doing his best not to sneak a peek at what no man had ever seen, or possibly would ever see, instead keeping mental track of how long her friend massaged her chest. “...Okay, now try VERY carefully rubbing and tugging your nipples between your index fingers and thumbs, while still massaging your breasts.”
Robina nodded, doing as she was told. She tried her best to stifle a whimper, nibbling subconsciously on her bottom lip. To her surprise, doing so while touching herself in such a manner actually felt a little nice, and she could feel her lap warm up a bit.
“Now, with one hand, reach down and softly run the very tips of your nails along your belly and sides,” the Jade Thunderbird instructed, keeping his hood pulled down enough to not show the sweat beading on his forehead as his friend followed his advice. “...Does that feel good?”
“I guess so,” the Magical Minstrel answered honestly, blushing bright red. “I dunno, I’ve never done this before.”
“It’s alright, you shouldn’t rush this,” Green Defender replied. “Just let your hands sort of slowly roam your body, anywhere you think might feel good. Don’t be afraid to experiment with that.”
“Okay,” Robbie acknowledged, letting her hands caress all along her neck, shoulders, chest, and sides, still feeling a little silly. “Um…anything else I should be doing?”
“Well, most people tend to think of the things that turn them on, but…” Adam answered hesitantly.
“...right, not gonna work for me,” the Bard finished awkwardly.
“Well, maybe, maybe not,” the Jade Thunderbird considered. “It’s possible you may have felt the sensation you’re going for before without recognizing it for what it was. That happens with a lot of people growing up. Try to think of a time when your groin felt so warm that you needed to rub or grind it against something. And try not to be embarrassed by what it was. Just go with the feeling.”
The Mystical Musician whined slightly, but did as was told, thinking back in her mind to a time when she felt such a feeling. She was sure that she’d never experienced it, though. After all, if she had then, why not anytime since? Still, she tried her best to scan her memory, all the while still feeling herself all over.
Finally, after what she was certain was no less than ten minutes, if not a half hour, Robina could see it in her mind’s eye: Herself as a young girl, feeling uncomfortable while watching TV and having to sit cross legged, grinding against her heel hard. Recalling that feeling, she felt herself rub against the edge of the bed, gasping sharply as her eyes bulged a bit. She shivered a little, her lap feeling incredibly damp.
“Did you find it?” Adam asked, still refraining from looking and instead going by what he could hear from the owner of the bedroom.
“Y-Yes…!” Bard hissed, rolling her hips a little, increasing the friction against the mattress. “It feels…I…!”
“Don’t try to fight it,” GD instructed. “Just keep riding it out. And don’t stop pleasing anywhere that you feel needs it.”
“Okay…!” Robina cried, getting a little agitated as she couldn’t get quite the right sensation going down below. Looking around, she quickly spotted one of her pillows, her mind racing back to what she’d done before. Reaching over, she grabbed it, quickly pinning it between her legs as she kneeled down over it in the middle of the bed. She groaned as she rocked her hips harder, her body racked with feelings she’d never known she could feel before, thoughts she’d never experienced before, rubbing her breast in circles and thinking of what it would feel like if she could reach down and nibble on her own nipple.
As the Bard continued to please herself, the Jade Thunderbird felt as though his face was burning. The harder his friend went, the louder she got. It was a side-effect that he hadn’t considered: That, as someone so inexperienced in physical pleasure, the sensations would certainly feel much stronger for her, and much harder to keep a lid on. Thankfully, whoever had designed the ship they were using as their headquarters made sure that each room was properly soundproofed. Unfortunately, he was still in the room with her, and had to hear every squeak, whimper, moan, and growl that emanated from her throat as she tended to her needs.
“...Okay, I think now you should be sufficiently pleased enough to slip a finger in there,” Adam advised awkwardly. “Just, you may be a little tight at first, so—”
Not waiting for the redhead to finish, Robina slid her pants down to her knees, reaching a hand down into her underwear and pushing a finger past her labia. Contrary to the Jade Thunderbird’s concerns, though, it was very wet and warm and slippery inside her vagina, and she found it easy to slide her finger in knuckle deep. She quickly found herself swirling her digit around, her mind feeling like it could explode from the sensation.
However, as much as Robina was beginning to get used to these feelings, nothing could prepare her for what happened next: Without trying, she somehow managed to accidentally swipe her finger across her g-spot. By this point, she had pushed herself so far, rode these feelings so hard, that she was already on the edge of climax, even if she didn’t recognize it for what it was. With one swift grazing of this most sensitive spot, though, her body reached its limit, and with a shrill, agonising cry, her back arched and she arrived with great force, soaking her hand, her lap, her pillow, and her sheets. Utterly exhausted, she let her body flop to its side on the bed, the pillow still stuck between her legs.
“...Are you done?” GD asked after a few moments, blinking at the silence that answered him. “...Robina?”
“...I like meow kitty…!” the Bard responded, her mind reeling from the sensation as the burning feeling in her groin finally began to subside.
Adam gulped slightly, torn between wanting to respect his friend’s privacy and desiring to make sure she was alright. “...Um, are you okay?”
“...I think so…just…” Robina whimpered, slowly prying her hand free from her lap and seeing the love fluids absolutely dripping from it, her nose crinkling in disgust at the sight. “...I think I need to go back in the shower… …and after, I might just burn my bedding…”
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The Intangible Starslip panted a little as she struggled against her bonds. They were tight, and keeping her locked in position with her upper body bent forward while she was standing up, her arms were pointed upward behind her. The blindfold over her eyes, so she couldn’t see a thing. And she couldn’t phase free of her constraints, because she had a collar around her neck that kept her Superhuman abilities in check.
“My oh my, look at what I caught,” an all-too-familiar voice observed from behind her, and though she couldn’t see the person, she could practically feel their stare on her backside. “Such a sexy little thing, all tied up for me.”
Cassie groaned, pulling harder on the cortage keeping her bound, only for her captor to saunter over, reach their hand around, and clasp it gently to her throat. “Shhhh. Don’t fight it. You know what you’ve always wanted.”
The blonde panted harder as she felt another hand graze along her hip, trying to keep from shuddering. “Th-That’s not true…!”
“Oh, then why did your pretty little wife say it was?” Cassie heard her captor ask, causing her to blush hard. “Mmmm, she didn’t WANT to tell me, of course, but…I have my ways of getting information from her.”
“Pig!” Starslip spat, letting out a sharp gasp as she felt the crotch of her leotard being pressed tightly against her lap. “Ahhh, please…!”
“You’re so uptight,” the individual feeling Cassie up proclaimed, letting their hand slide from the blonde’s throat down to her chest, groping her through her costume. “I know just what’ll help loosen you up.”
Before long, the Violet Vision felt her leotard being pulled aside to give her groper access to her most private area. She barely even managed to get out a “No” before she felt fingers rubbing her love button in circles. She clenched her teeth hard, trying to keep from moaning, all the while her breasts were rubbed and groped about, her nipples hardening against the fabric of her costume.
“Mmmm, you like that, don’t you?” Starslip’s captor observed, causing the blonde to shake her head hard. “No? Then explain THIS.”
Cassie’s eyes widened as she felt a finger swipe between her labia, causing her to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out, all the while the voice in her ear went on. “Look at that. So wet. It’s dripping off my finger.”
“...You…fucking…disgusting…!” the Purple Paragon hissed, trying to keep her composure, only to lose it as she felt a finger slip deep inside her vagina and swirl around softly. “AHHH! Ohhh, please! No!”
“The lips on your face say that, but I think the lips between your legs are being a bit more honest with me,” the blonde’s captor insisted, inserting a second finger.
Starslip cried out louder, tossing and writhing her body about, her toes curling tightly in her boots and her fingers gripping her bonds hard. As her captor began to slowly thrust their fingers deep inside her chasm, her hips betrayed her, rocking back and forth, trying to get more out of the sensation. She tried her best to regain control of herself after a little while, when suddenly, she felt the two remaining fingers on her molester’s hand enter her backside, making her buck wildly.
“Mmm, that’s it, take it all,” the sultry voice in her ear tempted, all the while they intruded deeper inside her and groped her breasts even more roughly, teasing and pleasing her body thoroughly without pause for longer than the blonde could reasonably keep track of.
“You’re…gonna…make me…go…CRAZYYYYYYYY!” Cassie screamed at the top of her lungs as she could finally take no more, her body shuddering hard as she arrived all over her captor’s fingers, soaking them in her lust and squirting all across the floor. She kept crying out, her body spasming in sheer bliss, until her pleasure overload eventually calmed down. She felt her body go slack against the ropes, trying to fall to the floor, only to be kept in place.
“Mmm, good girl…” she heard her groper purr. “Now, let’s take this to where we all know it’s going, shall we?”
“Please…I need…a second…” the blonde whimpered pathetically, her eyes closing in exhaustion, only for them to snap wide open at the feeling of something hard, fleshy, and girthy tapping her between her legs. “...P-Pineapple pizza!”
The penis suddenly withdrew, causing her to sigh in relief as the voice, once taunting and sultry, quickly whispered “Shit…Was that too much? Did I take it too far?”
“God no, I just…just need a minute…” Cassie insisted, taking deep breaths as she collected herself, giggling weakly. “Oh my God…I, uh…heh, I dunno if I’ve ever…that hard before…”
“No kidding,” Cassie’s ‘captor’ observed. “Fuckin’ hell, girl. O wasn’t kidding when she told me how big a kink this was for you.”
Cassie grumbled a little at that comment. She’d specifically told her wife to never tell ANYONE about her peril kink. It was supposed to remain between them, where she preferred. But then, apparently, Olette ‘accidentally’ let it slip to someone who assured her that she could ‘help’ with the blonde’s needs. Of course, Cassie didn’t buy that for one second, instead choosing to believe that O intentionally set up this little exploration of her fantasy.
“I don’t…think I need to tell you that…this stays between us, right?” Starslip asked, turning her head more or less to face where she believed her ‘molester’ was.
“Well duh!” the voice replied. “C’mon, I know the rules by now.”
Cassie nodded, her breathing and pulse back to normal. “...Okay, I think I’m good.”
“Good,” her ‘captor’ replied, returning to their sultry tone. “Then let’s make this interesting, hmm?”
Before Starslip could ask what was meant by that, she felt the bonds keeping her held up slowly shift, easing her onto her knees before wrapping themselves around her body. She gasped as her arms were tied behind her back, the ropes wrapping her up in bondage. She then felt herself being lifted up by strong arms before she was lowered down onto the lap of her ‘captor’, feeling their meat press against her lap.
“No…please…!” the Violet Vision moaned, blushing hard.
“Mmm, don’t worry, I’ll make this moment one to treasure for a lifetime…!” the voice declared as they pulled the crotch of Cassie’s leotard aside and slowly pressed the tip of their rod against her vagina before pushing it deep inside.
Starslip’s fingers and toes curled tightly at the intrusion, though thankfully, unlike if this were actually real, her partner let her get used to the feeling for a bit before continuing. She felt her ‘attacker’ rock their hips slowly, humping inside her just the tiniest bit harder and deeper each time. She shivered hard as hands roamed and groped her body.
“Ohhh, enjoying yourself?” the voice of Cassie’s ‘rapist’ inquired, giving her backside a swift smack, earning a yelp. “Such a naughty thing, getting off on this…!”
“No…I’d…never…!” Cass lied, tossing her head back and forth.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to keep up the pretence of this not being consensual. The truth is, the complete loss of control and the use of her body, with the safety net of knowing she could stop it at any time if she truly NEEDED to, was intoxicating. And with each passing moment, her partner was becoming more daring, thrusting and groping even harder. But it wasn’t until she felt teeth very gently bite down on her nipples through her leotard that she finally tossed her head back and cried out in sheer lust.
“YESSSS!” Cassie hissed, rolling her hips hard to match those of her ‘molester’. “More, please!”
The sultry voice merely chuckled in delight, leaning the blonde back and keeping her in place via the bonds, ramming up into her harder and faster. “Mmmm, I knew you’d give in! Show me how much you love it, you deviant little slut!”
Cassie nodded, bouncing hard and fast on the phallus deep inside her. All the while, she felt a hand roam her body’s most sensitive areas, making her cry out louder, her body shuddering and tossing about. She knew she couldn’t last much longer, and given how much the person she was riding was bucking up into her, it was clear they couldn’t either.
Before long, the Violet Vision felt herself tugged forward as her lips met the lips of her ‘captor’. The two frenched hard, their tongues mashing together, all the while they continued to rock their laps against one another. Finally, neither could take it anymore, howling into each other’s mouths as they arrived one right after the other.
When it was over, Cassie found herself collapsing against her lover, panting and moaning loudly. Within moments, the ropes keeping her bound came undone, allowing her limbs freedom to wrap themselves around her ‘attacker’. She then felt the inhibitor collar detach from her neck, and finally, her blindfold was removed, giving her ample sight of her blue-skinned lover’s skin glistening with sweat.
“There,” Alpha moaned, giving the blonde a gentle pat on the backside. “How was that?”
Gulping hard as she recollected herself, Cassie gave a weak nod. “...Yeah, okay, that was worth Olette telling you.”
“See?” the Wingaelite asked with a giggle, pulling out of Starslip and removing the condom from her shaft, tossing it in the trash. “Your wife totally knew what was best for ya.”
“I guess so,” the Violet Vision whimpered, a stray idea making her smirk as she pulled herself up just enough to look the winged alien in the eye. “...Although, remind me to tell you all about some of the things she wanted kept between us that would be ‘best for her’ if YOU knew about them.”
“Oooh, O has some naughty secrets in the closet, huh?” Alpha asked, getting a quick nod. "Well, fair is fair, I guess. No secrets in this polycule."
Before Cassie could elaborate, a knock at the door to the training room interrupted them, followed by a familiar voice asking “Um, is whoever’s in there gonna be much longer? I need to get some stretches in.”
“We’ll be right out, Robina!” Cassie called as she and Alpha got to work making themselves decent.
“Okay…” the Bard replied. “...Hey, um, just letting you know? I don’t know what you guys did in there, and I really don’t wanna, but I just wanna thank you both for closing and locking the door first.”
Starslip blinked in confusion, using a towel to wipe off her face. “...Well, yeah. I mean, what kinda animals have sex and don’t close the door to where they are when there are people who could walk in on them?”
“...YOU’D BE AMAZED,” Bard retorted in a deadpan tone, all the while Alpha sweatdropped guiltily.