Felicia lived in an Empire Suite in the Carlyle, the luxury hotel where Marilyn Monroe had had her tryst with JFK, thanks to some secret tunnels. Peter guessed knowing that was how some real estate agent had made a mint off Felicia Hardy. Being gently, but somewhat icily ushered in by the various concierges and door staff, Peter and Darcy made their way to...
They took their lovemaking to the bedroom. After fifteen minutes, it was clearly the only furniture in the apartment that could handle them. The mattress was bumpy, the springs squeaked like hungry kittens, and the sheets, clean as they were, itched. No wonder Peter slept in pajamas; Tony Stark birthday present. With accompanying slippers. But Mary Jane di...
Emma led Sue into the room by the hand, like she was a small child. It was a puzzle box, like all the Club's rooms. Though furnished to Emma's pearlescent tastes, the shades of white were broken up enough to keep from being oppressive. It wasn't a Kubrick film. Chiefly, the polar whiteness was defused by a large black mirror at the far side of the room—one-w...
"That's it, baby. That's it!" Dick whispered, watching Zinda go crazy. "Come on, you little finger-fucker. Let her rip! Let her go all the way, you cunt-sucking, little, blonde finger-fucker. Move that ass... yeah!" His words drove her to a new spasm of motion. "Ohhhh," she moaned. "I'm going to come... I'm going to come." Dick came as if for both of them,...
Wesley had been invited over by Giles to review Buffy's performance. The fact that it was so late at night hadn't made him the least bit suspicious. A Slayer's primary work was at night. It stood to reason that her Watchers would keep, at the very least, odd hours. When he got to Giles's house, the first thing he noticed was a rolled up piece of paper resti...
"Can you get through?" Pepper felt compelled to ask. Despite the urge to give Pepper a truly epic side-eye, Maria Hill just kept splicing wires together. "Not in the five seconds since you last asked me." Heaving a sigh, Pepper looked up at the camera in the corner of the doorway they were hunched in—one of the more obvious electronic 'eyes' that JARVIS us...
Denise was not having a wonderful day. Elbow-deep in guts would be fine. Sitting through a lecture on the endocrine system would be great. But no. This would not be one of the days of her internship where she learned something. It would be one of those days where she was taught a 'life lesson'. She slept eight hours a night, drank in moderation, and boned mo...
Barbara felt like she was walking on the bottom on the ocean. She shouldn't have been. She should've been sky-high. She was at her senior prom. She'd actually made it through four years of classes, refusing to skip to a year more suitable to her intellect because she actually wanted to mature properly. She'd lived through all the drama, all the dating, all t...
Betsy Braddock was a sight to behold. Even out of her justly famous costume, in a unadorned gi, she was a vision. Her delicate Asian features had a boldness and vibrancy belying their gentleness, with her blue eyes being especially fierce, somehow reflecting the Occidental psyche that animated them. And she had the height of a supermodel, her body tall and e...
A/N: This story commissioned from MayorHaggar, rewritten with permission to bring it in line with my personal style. "What would the rest of the X-Men think if they could see their leader right now, I wonder?" Emma smirked as she slowly walked towards the bed in her thigh-high boots. They completed the all-white ensemble. Tonight she wasn't merely Emma Fros...