Somehow, they made it to the hotel alive, and with an only mildly traumatized chauffeur. Karen didn't even bother trying to make them look presentable. She scooped up Ted and super-sped him to their room. After that, the weekend went by in a blur. When they weren't making love, they were catching up on pay-per-view movies, ordering in, getting massages from...
Earth-617 Felicia was feeling a little better after her bath, but her funk hung over her. And here Mary Jane had thought her body had an understanding with alcohol. It seemed like Felicia's hangover included the curse of drinking an Indian burial ground or something. Still, Mary Jane's presence prodded Felicia into moaning, groaning functionality. She trie...
"Come on, you guys! Keep up!" Darcy yelled back at Thor and Jane, who were walking with hands in each others' back pockets, figuratively speaking. Jane wasn't sure she had back pockets, so maybe Thor was just grabbing her ass. She was definitely grabbing his. "Guys!Come! On! You're gonna love this!" "Slow down!" Jane countered. Her words were slurring. It w...
Dick walked through the hallways of the Clocktower. He could think only of Barbara Gordon. Not just the Oracle or Batgirl or even Babs. The redhaired goddess he had grown up with, already a vision of beauty when he first met her, only gaining loveliness and a temptingly withdrawn sexuality as she matured. Her sparkling green eyes seemed to constantly dare so...
It was funny, but for all she had seen and heard, the fact that she'd lost a boyfriend and a mother, what Skeeter stuck on was Hilly. She knew a good journalist should move on to other stories. She could put the maids out of her mind to write, she could focus on the task at hand. But when it all came back, like a dream just after you woke, what she remembere...
February 3rd, 2018 Had Master Dick and Master Jason over today on business. Served cucumber slices and some soup I had in the crockpot, as I had little time to prepare. Nonetheless, the meal met with their approval. Jason, in his zeal for uncouth behavior, raised an interesting point when he inquired as to why I persisted in my current employment. He reason...
"Swannnnnnnn!" Emma heard it echoing behind her as she ran for dear life, right beside Elsa. It was a bit cathartic; there'd been a few times in her life that she'd wanted to just turn and run off during a conversation with Regina, and since she'd already crossed punching Regina in the face off her bucket list... "Oof!" Elsa went down in a tangle of fabric...
"Slowly," Jean breathed, her voice so strained she might have been begging, though the sheer need in her tone was far too vehement for that. "Give it to me very slowly... that's it... bit by bit... inch by inch... all the way... ohhh, Scott, your tongue...!" Scott knelt between Jean's stockinged legs. He had her pinned against her desk, almost sitting on i...
They made for an intoxicating mixture, even with Clark's current grief. Indeed, perhaps it was because of his volatile emotions that he actually noticed the alluring contrast between them instead of shoving it to the back of his mind with thoughts of Lois. But now, with Lois having left him for fear of their great strength meaning they could never safely be...
At times like this—deciding just how he wanted to screw Emma Frost, literal royalty in the only monarchy that mattered outside of Asgard, if he didn't want to pass her up for another insanely beautiful woman—Scott found it something of a misnomer how introverted he was. He didn't consider himself a Casanova by any means... that was more Gambit's line... and...