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Worm's Lemons


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Yeah, it's Lemons, lot of Lemons! You were warned! Спасибо Арийскому Гомофобу за ссылку. 20.09.2016
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Trust. That's what was needed now. So many tragedies could have been avoided with a little bit more trust, some understanding and cooperation. Petty squabbling would solve nothing, cloak and dagger antics only fueled the paranoia. That needed to change, and to do so some Olive Branches needed to be given, and those same branches needed to be received. Rebecca had given it to me and I'd taken it from her.

Meanwhile upstairs several roaches and beetles were frantically trying to input the cell number for Lisa in a mobile I'd found in one of the unoccupied offices. Just because I was taking a chance doesn't mean I wasn't going to be stupid about it.

Alexandria smiled at me, "That much will do I suppose."

Shit she knew. I have now idea how but she figured out I had a back up.

The woman, who was rapidly climbing even higher on my list of capes to avoid at all costs, took a seat where Tagg had been, steeping her fingers together in front of her face.

"Now, let's get down to business."


* * *

In a location that not even the architects themselves where aware of 4 of the most influential and dangerous people gathered to sit at the table. Nothing was said, a man in a hood crossed his arms in silence the suited man adjacent him closed his eyes where he stood. Across the table a dark skinned older woman in a labcoat, her ethnicity immutable, typed away on a laptop and beside her a younger woman of seeming similar ethnic origins was busy with writing a letter.

After several minutes nothing changed before a hexagonal hole in space spontaneously appeared in the room. None of the occupants showed now major reaction, the hooded and robed ones mere glancing in that direction. Out o the hole stepped Alexandria.

"I just finished up with our newest project," She announced taking her seat, "She's not quite on board yet but I believe in time she will be."

The doctor nodded while Eidolon scoffed.

"I don't see why the sudden interest in the Herbert girl," The man shook his head, "Her powers offer nothing of use and her actions can jeopardize what we've worked so hard to accomplish."

"She can prove to be a valuable asset David, Taylor Hebert has proven herself to be a person one should not underestimate," Alexandria offered a half grin, reminded of a certain other young girl who had a simple power that was constantly undersold. David too seemed to have the same revaluation.

"Is that it? You shouldn't project yourself on the girl Rebecca, it's unbecoming."

Alexandria shot him a look so fast and so sharp that one could say that Eidolon's flinch was knock back from the air pressure and none would argue. He sagged and lowered his head knowing he'd gone a bit to far in his bitterness over the whole situation. He sighed and offered in a more civil tone, "What ever Hebert may be, it doesn't explain the resources and effort we're putting behind this now. If you just wanted an apprentice or a new member we could have just arranged some accidents and abducted her from prison with none the wiser."

"That," Everyone whipped their attention to the normally silent companion of The Doctor. She proceeded with her writing as priority even as she continued the her explanation, "Is because her existence is of vital importance to our cause. The oracle cape, Dinna, sees a version of Taylor Hebert existing in the vast majority of her apocalyptic predictions. Predictions about an impossible to discern disaster taking place in the next 10 to 30 years or 2 years if provoked by Jack Slash."

"The longer time line fits about our estimated future projections for either the collapse of society by the Endbringers or the extinction event of Scion completing his choose purpose," Doctor mother closed, "We've done research into this and the girl is linked to it somehow if not as the lynchpin than some other major part, We need to observe her, if all proves well we might find out something new about either of those disasters and a way to delay if not stop them."

No one said anything. In all honesty they'd all to some degree or another given up hope of actually winning rather than prolonging the end. The Doctors words rung hollow in their ears.

But still it rung.

"I'll be taking charge of the girl, she's smart she'll realize why soon. Probably sooner than even I give her credit for, we'll see what becomes of this hopefully we might get some fresh blood in here."

And with that final statement the meeting ended and all but two went on their way. Alexandria stepped up to Contessa who was putting the finishing touches on her note.

"What can I do to help?"

"This isn't a mission," Contessa said, Alexandria didn't hide her surprise there. The suited girl lifted up her newly finished letter up to the hispanic girl. Their eyes met for a moment before Contessa lowered her gaze down and to the left, "Consider this a gift. From me."

Alexandria didnt' buy it.

"What's this," she said skimming the pages then froze. Her voice cracked, "What is this?"

"Like I said it's a gift," Contessa still couldn't meet her colleges' eye, a breech of her usual cold confidence by an unbelievable magnitude, "You do a lot for us Rebecca. You've given up a lot for us. I wanted to thank you. You'll find yourself with a lot more free time soon and I made that to help you."

And that was something Alexandria could see in the papers. The probable was that this wasn't exactly help she wanted to accept. For a number of reasons.

"'Path to getting friendlier with Taylor: Steps 1101', 'Path to convincing Taylor to go on a date: Steps 683'; 'Path to perfect first date with Taylor: Steps 402'. What... what exactly do you think my interest in the girl is Contessa!? 'P-Path to HAPPY ENDING WITH TAYLOR'!?" She sinceriely hoped that last one did not mean what she thought it did.

Contessa just gave her a thumbs up, "273 steps! I left the fun decisions up to you but It's guaranteed to be a great night!"

Amelia: bonus Scenes

(Автор: TanaNari)

Ch 337 — Victoria

Glory Girl/Chevalier smut! Continuation from chapter 337 of my 'fic. Completely canon to that story.

The chapter is reasonably self contained, you shouldn't be confused if you're not a reader of Amelia. Although it'll help if you've read Worm up to Leviathan.


* * *

He took his time with the kiss, running his tongue softly along mine. There was no rush as he ran his fingers through my hair or bit softly on my bottom lip. I'd experience lust before, a fair few times. I'd even had the fortune of experiencing love. What Michael was doing to me was something new. It was seduction, and he was very good at it. When he pulled away, I was aching for more.

I looked at him, begging him with my eyes to continue.

He handed me his keys and offered a smile that made my heart, and panties, melt. "Would you mind warming up my car while I take care of the check?"

"You're not nearly as charming as you think you are," I narrowed my eyes.

"You can back out if you want," he offered with utmost confidence. We both knew that wasn't going to happen.

I grabbed the keys and left. By the time he was got to the car, it was warmed up, and so was I. He opened the door and slid in, then looked over at me. I smiled dreamily at him as I let him enjoy the scent of my arousal filling the car.

"I decided to get an early start, hope you don't mind." I moved my purse so he could see where I had hitched up my dress, exposing the blue silk underwear I had selected to go with the rest of the gown. They were slipped over to the side, and two of my fingers were idly rubbing the lips. He just stared for a moment. I never bothered shaving my slit, the hairless look was for closet pedophiles. Still, my naturally thin and light hair didn't conceal much.

"Umm, no, that's fine," he agreed as he started the car.

I didn't tease him, or myself, much during the trip. Just enough to keep the heat on for the fifteen or twenty minute drive, and to guarantee my aroma dominated the small space in the car. It'll smell like me for at least a day or two. Damn that made me hot.

He parked in front of his apartment and we were out in record time. I jumped him before we even got to the door, wrapping my legs around his hips and kissing him passionately, grinding my wet panties against the hard bulge in his pants. He had one hand gripping my ass and the other entering the code to get him in the door. By the time he carried me up the three stories to his door, we were both panting and it wasn't from the exercise. The moment after we got into the room, he turned us around and slammed me hard up against the door.

I finally allowed myself the luxury to moan out loud as he grabbed my dress and slipped it off my shoulders, exposing my chest. I met his eyes for a second as I gripped my D sized cups and squeezed my tits together. "Like them?" I asked.

"Oh yes," he growled.

"Good," I smiled. Then I pulled the bra apart, exposing a pair of breasts that could only be as large and as perky as they were thanks to my powers. My nipples stood out like brown pencil erasers from their recent experience with the bra's destruction. The sound and feel of fabric giving way the most unbelievably sensual thing I had ever experienced, and part of why Dean was always buying me new clothes. If I knew where to get another copy of my dress, I'd have shredded it, too.

His mouth was on my left nipple immediately. I gasped and gripped his head. "Oh fuck!" I groaned. He sucked harder, rolling the nipple between his tongue and teeth. I allowed my durability to lower enough that I actually felt the slight pain mixed in with the pleasure, and it was incredible. Meanwhile, his hands had worked their way below, one holding my ass while the other rubbed my pussy through my panties.

"Rip them off," I demanded, tugging his hair. He looked up at me, his mouth not leaving my breast. He dug his fingers through the waistline and pulled. He was strong, even if he didn't have my superhuman strength. The fabric stretched painfully against my clit before it started to tear. I shuddered and cried out as I experienced the first of what I was hoping was a lot of orgasms tonight.

"I think I just discovered a new fetish," he commented, then kissed me passionately before I could respond. Meanwhile, he ran his fingers along my lips, avoiding both my clit and the hole in his teasing. "So, does that work in reverse? Because I'm not terribly attached to this shirt."

I ran my hands down his back and to his sides, finding my grips below his arms and pulling outward. I'd had a lot of practice at this, and with the right twisting, both the back and front was rent in a single tug, exposing the best abs I had ever seen in person. And I used to spar with Aegis and Browbeat. "You tell me," I replied.

He answered with another kiss as his hands worked down below. I gasped as one of his fingers slipped into my ass. I wasn't completely sure if that was an accident, but he didn't take it out and I didn't want him to. I pushed down against the finger, demanding more of it inside me as I moaned into his mouth. I dug my fingernails into his shoulders as a second finger penetrated my back door. I thrust back against his hand as he kept finger fucking me.

"Oh god, I'm going to cum!" I informed my lover. He lifted me up a bit higher, and suckled on my right tit as I started cumming to his fingers. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, I caught my breath. "Fuck, that's never happened to me before."

"Which part?" He asked from his place at my breast.

"Anal," I admitted. "I wish someone had told me it could feel like that."

"Glad you liked it," he responded.

"Well, now that that's out of the way, I need you to fuck me for real," I demanded.

"My condoms are in the bedroom," he stated.

"No need," I insisted. "The only way I could be any more protected is if I was made of Endbringer tissue. Now get that cock inside me yesterday."

He didn't argue. I felt his head rubbed against my slit just long enough to find the passage, and then he thrust up hard into my very ready pussy. I screamed as he punched through my hymen and sent me into yet another shuddering climax. The pain only made the pleasure that much better.

"Oh, shit," he muttered. "I'm sorry, if I'd known, I would have been more careful ab-"

I covered his mouth with the same hand that I'd used to finger myself earlier. "Michael, I'm not a virgin. Just a side effect of... well, healing powers aren't always selective about these sorts of things."

"If you're sure," he replied, looking concerned for my wellbeing. I felt very loved at that moment, and it was even more wonderful than the cock filling my insides.

"Yeah, I'm sure," I grunted. Fuck that thing's a monster. I wonder if Amy gave him a few special enhancements when she healed him. "We'll do gentle later, I promise. But right now I need you to fuck me like you're trying to break my hips. Because if you don't, I promise I'll break yours."

He grabbed my hips and slammed hard into me, pressing me up against the door. I felt his cock hit something in the back, and I saw stars. It felt like I was getting punched in the stomach. I fucking loved it.

"Keep. Uh. Going!" I demanded, as I pulled my legs against his back. I made sure to keep the super strength off as I squeezed against him. Including clenching my pussy around his shaft. I was rewarded with a very satisfying moan escaping his lips.

He dipped his head down and went back to sucking on my breast, rolling my hard nipple in his mouth again.

"You really, mmmm, like my tits don't you?" I asked.

Michael looked up at me. "They're perfect," he growled at me, squeezing them together and sucking both nipples at once.

"Damn," I groaned. "If I didn't, ugh, know better. I'd swear you were trying to milk me." I gasped as I felt his cock pulse inside me. "Ah! Is that something you're into? Do you want to suck the milk out of my tits?"

He answered by pushing a couple of his fingers into my ass again, well lubricated from the juices running out of my pussy. "Oh shit! That's it! Fuck both my holes!"

I gripped his hair and pulled him away, to kiss him as I came. He slammed into my pussy and ass mercilessly as I rode my orgasm.

"Oh god, oh god, I need to feel you cum. Do it, fill my cunt!" I was rocked with my second climax in quick succession as he kept fucking me like a champion. He groaned and met me with another passion filled kiss, moaning into my mouth as his cock swelled inside me. I came again as the hot stream of cum flooded my insides.

He held me there like that, just kissing me as we calmed down from our session. Eventually, his shaft softend enough to slip out of me, and I felt the wetness of our combined fluids run down my inner thigh. I shuddered from the delicious feeling.

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