Sell you a Bridge chapter 94

The Clock Tower September 3rd 2010 8:00 PM EDT

Kent  had fulfilled his promise to a T, getting a Zeta Tube installed post  haste. There was a linked tube in Gotham already apparently (though he  forbid Zee from telling us where) and she was able to come over pretty  much daily. Kent came with her, but since he helped actually make the  repairs on the wards him knowing where the tower was located was kind of  moot at this point. On the upside he seemed like a solid guy still, and  he and Madame Xanadu knew each other from way back, not to mention he  was a widower and physically pretty old so Jim didn't get all  territorial around him like he did with Blood.

Zee  and i were cuddled on my bed, though Kent asked that we leave the door  open, and Zee promised to oblige because she kind of idolized the old  man. What I hadn't gotten when this arrangement was put in place was  that Zee was such a daddy's girl growing up that she'd kind of developed  a habit for relying on her dad. With him temporarily out of the picture  and Kent going out of his way to help and take care of her she'd pretty  much become a grandaddy's girl. She gushed over how nice Kent was and  how much time he spent with her and I couldn't be happier for her.

Despite  the request though Kent gave us our privacy, and since I could actively  sense being watched with my ninja skillset if I was paying attention I  knew he was actually leaving us alone. So, after Zee filled me in on how  she and Kent had family dinners every night or how he'd taken her to  the fair, or a million other absolutely adorable thing she was clearly  gleeful about, I decided to let her in on my big plan. I'd told Artemis  already but Zee was visiting for the first time and I'd wanted to  surprise her with it in person.

She  was curled up into my side, her hair still the same chamomile and  lavender cascade as she cuddled against me. Since Kent knew about her  bloodline she usually didn't bother with glamour, but I was getting used  to it. I smiled down at her. "So I had an idea. We'd need to schedule  our dates at either my house or I'd have to come here to meet you  though. But I think it would be worth the cost, and it would solve a  whole bunch of our problems. You know I had been saving up to get my  devil transformation?"

She  nodded with a chuckle. "Yes, I know my boyfriend is planning to turn  himself into the literal spawn of satan. I was skeptical, but knowing  you can just hide your wings and that there's no outward signs of what  you would be kind of won me over. Are you saying you're not planning to  go for your evolution next? With you income it should be a piece of cake  to get to three thousand as long as you don't burn all your points on  random nonsense or bitch slapping another chaos lord." I had to laugh at  how proud she sounded of that last one.

I  leaned down to kiss her softly. "I think I'll wait on my evolution for a  bit, or at least there's something else I want first." I reached over  to the bedside table to grab my phone and flipped through my emails  before handing her the device. "This. It's perfect, secluded, well  defended, difficult of not impossible to find. I literally couldn't have  designed a more perfect home base." Probably because it had been part  of a listing for a supervillain lair real estate scam. The place was  probably the most valuable thing I could buy right now, but that made it  expensive as hell.

Zee  obviously noticed the price. "Five thousand points? That's...steep.  You'd need to level hard to get that in any reasonable amount of time.  Honestly as nice as this place is it's odd that it's so cheap. I mean  it's literally an island castle in Gotham Harbor that isn't on any map.  Plus it looks like it has some sort of crazy cloaking machine keeping  anyone from noticing it. How is something like this only five grand?"  The lair I'd shown her was gorgeous and pretty tricked out, so it made  sense for her to be confused.

I  however was getting a better feel on how my power worked. "Mostly I  think for two reasons. My power bases the cost on a few factors from  what I can see, but the biggest is long term impact. A castle is  impressive, but it's also stationary and it doesn't even need to be  retconned into the city because it's our of the way and cloaked.  Secondly external resources that can be used to offset the cost. In this  case real estate is mostly an issue of time and money. This thing costs  ten million from my bank account on top of the points, which lowers the  cost a ton."

She bit her lip in  thought. "That's...interesting. The impact mechanic seems like it would  have something to do with the cost of reality alteration, but based on  the way the price shifts I don't think that's it. I think it's less  about the changes to reality than it the changes to perception.  Something about the human consciousness maybe?" She gave a cute little  grunt of frustration. "I have no idea, gods this is frustrating. Your  power makes proper experimentation all but impossible not to mention  I...Morgan why is your hand on my butt?"

I  blinked innocently as I palmed handful of soft silky cheek. "Well you  were getting distracted. I thought as a good boyfriend I should help you  stay on task and get your mind back on the limited time we have  together instead of off chasing research methodology." I gave a firm  squeeze and she gave a breathy little exhalation. "We haven't really had  a chance to have any alone time lately. Not that any time with you  isn't amazing, but it occurs to me looking back that I've been a bit  remiss in my boyfriend duties. You've made me cum a dozen times and I've  only ever gotten you off once."

She  bit her lip and squirmed against me a bit. "Morgan the door is open and  my Uncle Kent is here. We could get caught so easy. I promise we can  have fun soon, but we can't get our clothes back on before someone shows  up, especially since your ninja anti sneak senses tend to blank out  when I'm blowing you." Her voice was almost whiny as she complained  about the teasing, but her aura was hungry and needy, and I noticed she  didn't say no, just no removing our clothes. I slid my hand up to toy  with the band of her pants and her breath hitched.

Very  slowly, still looking her in the eyes and waiting for her to object, I  slide my hand into her pants, then into her lacy thong and over the well  trimmed patch of hair over her absolutely soaking pussy. I circled my  finger around her clit, turning our bodies so that bountiful ass of hers  was pressed back against me and I could put a blanket over her bottom  half to hide where my hand was if anyone looked in. "Of course." I  whispered in her pointed ear. "If you wanted me to stop, I would quit  immediately. You know anything we do is up to you." I pushed the tip of  one finger slowly into her just an inch so, and teasingly worked it in  and out.

Zee  made a mewling sound and shook her head. She felt...amazing. Seriously  she was so wet and hot and so very soft. I gave a shuddering breath as I  slid a second finger in and traced them along the top of her pussy,  looking for a spot I'd read about in a stupidly cheap sex mastery book  I'd snagged with my power. I found her g-spot easily enough, and  whispered to her again. "Is that good baby?" She gave a weak moan and  nodded her head so fast I thought it might fly off. "Tell me how you  feel. Use your words love."

She  gave a whimpering gasp. "I-fuck. I feel so good, baby. You're touching  me. You're finally touching me. I've done this to myself thinking of you  so many times. God baby you're so good. How do I feel? How does it feel  being inside me? I know it's not everything you want but I promise  we'll get there. Just tell me I feel good for you like this?" She had a  fistful of blanket and she was rolling her hips. Her thick, wobbly ass  was big enough to swallow even my enhanced meat between those soft  cheeks and I had to moan.

I  bit down on her pointed ear gently and her fluttering pussy fucking  rippled on my fingers, her hips grinding harder as she moaned. She  grabbed the pilled next to her and bit down hard to keep from moaning. I  pulled away from the ear bite she clearly loved and started talking. My  voice was so airy it was more like a heavy breath. 'Your pussy is magic  Zee." She giggled out a moan into the pillow and I sped up my stroking.  "That wasn't a joke baby, it's like petting the softest velvet in the  world." I flicked her clit with my thumb as I rubbed her g-spot. "This  was fucking made for me."

Another  giggle, this one desperate and decadent, and she released her teeth  from the pillow. "It was, you made it. God how hot is that? You remade  my p-pussy just for you." It was adorable that my extremely catholic  girlfriend had trouble saying the word pussy when I was knuckle deep in  hers, and I pressed down on her clit in just the right way to get a moan  she strangled. "Fuck. You know how to use it too baby, you know just  what I need. Gods why didn't we do this sooner. I was so wrong before,  it's yours. What's under my pants is all for you all the time."

Her  voice was getting higher and lighter and I sped up a bit, giving her  ear another bite and using my off hand to muffle the scream she let out.  She bit down on the web of my thumb unthinkingly to muffle her squeal. I  moaned a bit myself. I wanted so bad to push her yoga pants down and  slide my cock between those thick jiggly cheeks of ass flesh, but I knew  she didn't really want to go past this. I wanted her to feel safe and  happy with me, and making her cum was a wonderful step for us, but  anything more, even a VERY tempting buttjob, would be too much.

That  didn't mean I wasn't getting close. You haven't experienced dry humping  until your sex elf girlfriend has ridden your dick through your pants  with her jello booty. I wanted her to cum when I did. Honestly I was so  frantic my hand didn't even hurt much, it was just helping me last  against the two cheeks of heaven trying to swallow my cock through her  yoga pants. I sped up my fingers, going as fast as I could manage, which  considering my dexterity was pretty damn fast. My reaction time let me  adjust to what her aura was telling me she felt when I touched different  ways and I knew she was close.

I  ground my thumb into her clit during one last spike of her aura when I  knew she would be just over the edge and yanked my hand from her mouth,  grabbing a handful of hair and forcing her mouth to mine. I swallowed  her scream as I came in pants against her hypnotic ass and reveled in  the feel of the softest, wettest, hottest, tightest sensation my fingers  had ever experienced as she flooded her yoga pants and my bed, her  electric blue eyes blazing as she stared hazily into mine, her body  shuddering like a seizure as she finally finished and went limp in my  arms. I looked under the blanket. We were going to need magic to clean  this up. Worth it.