They returned to the Titans Tower after dealing with the villain threat.
"Good job, Titans. Thanks to our efforts, the city is safe from Brother Blood." Starfire said. "The Titans revel in victory once more!"
"I wish jackasses would stop worshipping my father…" Raven brooded.
Garfield laughed. "At least it wasn't Circe again. Right, Cyborg?"
"Can you stop bringing that up?! I've already apologized for screwing up!"
"She turned me into a pig!"
"Why do YOU care, man?!"
"Titans, at ease." Starfire said. "Are we not all pigs in a way of our own?"
Garfield and Cyborg pointed at each other. Raven shook her head.
"The important lesson here is: We will be fine without Dick. The Titans are strong even with reduced manpower. We might even function more nimbly and effectively."
"…Bold of you to throw your ex under the bus like that." Raven said.
"No one has been thrown under the bus. Were Dick under a bus, I would lift it off him and make him better with a kiss."
"I was joking."
"Was I not?" Starfire giggled playfully.
Raven stifled a smile. "I guess you were."
They all laughed at Raven's expense.
"Our leader has promoted himself to protector of Blüdhaven. I admire him greatly for it. We must carry on his legacy with an even more effective Titans unit. So, vote for me as leader. A vote for Starfire is a vote for Starfire!"
"You're not even trying to hide that you want to be in charge from now on…" Garfield cringed.
Starfire raised her fist. "More pay and less work hours!"
"She's got it down to an art!"
"She's got no reason to hide the ball. We all know Starfire is the best one to lead us." Cyborg said.
"…I agree." Raven glanced at Wally. "…But what does Flash think?"
They all looked at Wally, who had been jittering around the room that entire time. "Yo, I think that's a banger of an idea. You don't even gotta ask me. Do I vote now or something?"
He was barely invested in the conversation.
…Raven could feel why…
"There is no need to hurry. We agreed to do the voting tomorrow. And please, do not feel pressured to choose me simply because I am the best choice."
Garfield whispered to Raven. "…She's crazy smug."
Raven did not agree but did not correct him, focused on glancing at Wally.
He glanced back at her.
…She felt his heat…
"With Brother Blood figuratively bled out, we can all take a five. I have personal matters to attend to. We'll see each other tomorrow, unless another villain tries something."
"Where are you going, Starfire?" Garfield asked.
"To check in on our week-old parolee."
Cyborg sharpened up. "You're gonna see Blackfire?! You can't go alone."
"Everything is well. I have already set up this encounter with her. I must know how my older sister has been faring in her second chance at life."
"We shouldn't even be letting her roam free! She's definitely plotting something!"
"I trust your surveillance, Cyborg. Why don't you ask your beloved girlfriend out on a date? As someone who was once a girlfriend, I think she'll like it."
Garfield cut in. "Hey, maybe I should come with you, Starfire!"
Raven glanced at him.
Starfire giggled. "Careful, Beast Boy. Your girlfriend is a sharp empath, don't you know?"
"Huh?! No, hang on, don't even make that kind of joke! I'm just worried about Starfire! I didn't mean anything by it!"
Yes, he did. Raven knew, but she did not mind it either. "I trust your judgment, Starfire."
"I appreciate it, Raven- Wally, is everything okay?"
"Huh?! Me?! Why me?!"
"Because-"
ZOOM!
"-you've been-"
ZOOM!
"-somewhat agitated."
ZOOM!
"Oh, yeah, just burning calories, keeping the abs lean! All good! Brother Blood was too easy. I got psyched out for nothing! Total loser! But not as much as that freak, Captain Cold… Grrr… Him and his stupid ice gun… Anyway, I'm mega super fine!"
ZOOM!
Raven failed to follow him with her eyes. On the other hand, it was absurdly easy to follow the heat coming from him.
…It enveloped her…
"I see. Then, I have the shit to do! Goodbye, Titans!" Starfire flew out the window.
"Wait, Starfire!" Garfield said. "If you fly there, Blackfire's gonna get upset- Oh, man…"
"Poor Blackfire, huh, Beast Boy?" Cyborg laughed.
"Shut up, man! Ignore him, Raven."
She was already ignoring him, hyperfocused on Wally.
"Welp, I've got a date with the lady tonight, so this is perfect for me. I'm having Jinx over, alright, guys?"
Garfield cringed at him. "…How are you gonna call out Starfire like that when you're dating a literal villain?"
"Hey, she's not with the Fearsome Five anymore. I believe in redemption. And she's a sexy lady too, so I believe in it even more." He laughed at himself.
ZOOM!
"That's right, Vic! You tell him!" Wally massaged Cyborg's shoulders. "What better way to keep a babe on the up and up than by bouncing her up and up? You've still got that footballer DOG in ya, don't ya, dude? My guy!"
ZOOM!
Wally massaged Garfield's shoulders next. "You gotta let Vic get some, dude. You've already got a babe of your own; you can't go hogging them all. When a guy's gotta go, a guy's gotta go."
ZOOM!
"Man, this fridge's got nothing. What am I supposed to do with just 50,000 calories?! Starfire should run on that!" He started devouring the food contents of the fridge.
Garfield grumbled. "Look, I'm just saying-…"
The discussion went on.
Raven did not participate, still looking at Wally. Sometimes, he looked at her. Whenever their eyes met, he felt embarrassed.
"What are you going to do, Wally?" She eventually asked.
"Me? Uh…" He vibrated in place, unable to keep still. "I'm gonna go for some exercise on the cosmic treadmill. Don't worry, guys! No accidental time travel, I swear! And, uh… What about you guys, huh?"
"We're going out to eat, right, Sunshine?"
She side-eyed him. "Not in front of everyone…"
Garfield held back a laugh.
Raven brought her gaze back to Wally before answering her boyfriend. "…Why don't we stay in?"
"Huh? Are you sure? Didn't you want to celebrate our two-year anniversary with something different?"
"I changed my mind. Play some video games for me. I like watching."
"Really? Awesome!" Garfield cheered.
It was not his reaction that she observed, but Wally's, who sighed with relief.
"Guess it's couples' night at the tower for everyone but Flash." Cyborg joked.
"Hey, I'm still not good with you having Jinx over!" Garfield was about to restart the conversation when Raven grabbed his hand. "Huh?"
"It's okay, Beast Boy. When a guy's gotta go, a guy's gotta go." She said.
…Looking at Wally.
***
"A warm hello to all." Koriand'r exclaimed loudly after entering the dive bar.
Everyone turned to look at her; initially out of curiosity, and then awe.
Koriand'r was well aware of the unusualness of her entrance but did not care. She was confidently Tamaranean – and was secretly amused by people's reactions to her.
That said, there was an additional reason for everyone's continued stares, and it was not her fame as a hero: She was unreasonably beautiful… And big.
Koriand'r was a 6'4" Tamaranean female with warm orange skin and pupil-less, iris-less green eyes; to others, they looked no different than small, glowy green orbs.
If her grand height, skin, and eyes were not enough to make her stand out, there was also her hair: ass-length curly dark-red hair with warm-orange undertones, so luxuriant, billowing, and untamed that it completely concealed her upper body from behind, and could probably devour her shoulders and arms as well.
AND STILL, if her grand height, skin, eyes, and hair were not enough to make her stand out, there was also her impressively thick hourglass figure: large, round, firm breasts; a thin waistline; wide hips; a TIGHT bubble butt; and long, thick legs – all of which were accentuated by her skintight hero uniform: a long-sleeved purple turtleneck crop top with shoulder cutouts and silver panels from the elbows down, extending into fingerless gloves; purple hot pants with a large, lustrous silver waistband; purple thigh-high boots; and a large green gem at the chest and center of the waistband.
"Is it that unusual to see someone with orange skin?" Koriand'r feigned surprise at everyone's stares, finding it cute how they immediately looked away and pretended nothing happened. 'I am too big for these men. For all men… But you handled me better than anyone could, Dick.'
"Hey, you're-…! Are you here to arrest her?!" The bartender recognized Koriand'r, prompting her to approach him. He was a tall Caucasian male with a fat build. "Oh, God, is my bar about to get destroyed?!"
"I have not come to do any arresting. If your taxes and licenses are in order, look forward to the accumulation of wealth. Can you tell me where she is?"
"I-in the back room… She brought some guys with her…"
"Thank you. Five stars to your Yelp. On another note, are you single?"
"Yeah…?"
"I have recently quit being a girlfriend. I find you to be attractive, and so I am considering a sexual encounter with you at a later moment. Do you feel similarly toward me?"
"Uh…" The answer was obviously yes, but the man had been stunned by her straightforward approach.
It was not accidental by Koriand'r, but it was not intentional either. She maneuvered as herself and let the world react however it preferred. "I would be delighted if you kept that consideration in mind. Let us resume this conversation after I am done with my older sister. In the interest of aligning expectations, know that my initial thought is to do the sucking of your penis until your testicles are dry of male seed." …But maybe she did play it up at times to have fun teasing others.
The bartender nodded sheepishly.
Another bartender peeked out of a corner. This one was African.
Koriand'r addressed him. "Sorry, my offer is only for your colleague. Thank you." She turned the corner and headed for the back room, entering it without knocking.
The scene inside it was both surprising and unsurprising.
Surprising because it was, by all definitions, surprising.
Unsurprising because Komand'r was always surprising.
"By the suns! If it isn't my younger sister? Honor to you, Starfire. I burn with joy at your presence."
"…The forced friendliness is unnecessary, Komand'r."
"You dim my sun, younger sister." Komand'r giggled with a devilish smirk. "You're a fucking buzzkill, Sis, you bitch."
It was a fitting laugh for the scene inside the small room: Four men sitting along the edge of a large bed, each with their feet tied together and their hands tied behind their backs. Additionally, they were all blindfolded and gagged. None were naked, wearing variations of clubwear.
"Tell me you did not kidnap these men."
"You think I need to kidnap men? These four losers are here because their cocks are horny for me. Isn't that right, Chang?" She removed the gag from the rightmost one – an East Asian male.
"Yes! Uh, but I mean, you could have explained 'kinky fun' a little better… Also, my name is Bob- Mnhm?!" He was gagged mid-sentence.
"See?"
It was not hard to understand how Komand'r got four men to volunteer themselves for whatever she was about to do to them. Dangerous charm existed behind her veil of ruthlessness and cruelty, and she was VERY visually captivating.
Komand'r stood at 6'2" with warm orange skin and pupil-less, iris-less purple eyes – as alien as Koriand'r's, but of a different color. She had ass-length wavy black hair with dark-purple undertones, tamed and sleek.
Physically, Komand'r was not as busty and thick as Koriand'r, but was significantly more athletic, down to the point of having abs and visible lean muscles; and, in all fairness, she was still busty and thick – the scales were simply ruined by Koriand'r's remarkable frame.
Though she dressed as revealingly as Koriand'r, her style oozed arrogance instead of confidence: a skintight black high-neck halter crop top with open sides, revealing large portions of her sideboobs; a low-rise black microskirt that only partially covered her athletic, round ass cheeks; a black thong with a waistband that hugged the line between her abs and hips, further accentuating her lean muscularity; black thigh-high boots; and black detached sleeves that began at her defined biceps.
Koriand'r examined the selection of men on the bed: East Asian, Central American, African, and Caucasian, all tall with athletic builds. "You seduced these men and brought them here for a sexual encounter?"
"That's right. It was easy as fuck. These college dorks simp at my whim." Komand'r rested a hand on her stuck-out hip, smiling arrogantly. "Or am I not allowed to fuck while on parole? Am I going to jail again? And here I was, thinking I'd get a train run on me. My younger sister won't let me hit…"
"I encourage you to have frequent sex. This is just not usual."
"I'm bringing Tamaranean royalty habits to human sexual dynamics, then."
"This would not be usual in Tamaran either."
"…How would you know?" Komand'r chuckled maliciously.
Indeed, Koriand'r would not know. '…Because my sister sold me into slavery when we were barely teenagers.' She observed the men again. "Has it been fun to fuck college-aged men?"
Komand'r walked past Koriand'r to open the door. "Mr. Bartender! I would burn with joy at the sight of many strong alcoholic beverages. Enough for nine women!"
"Make that 18."
"And how am I supposed to pay for that? Did you not hear? I'm a broke-ass bitch."
"I have already struck a deal with the bartender. You did not answer my question."
Komand'r giggled. "Why don't you watch me find out, Sis?"
Koriand'r would not mind that, but four men was unnecessary.
Only one of them was worth making ejaculate.
***
Wally sprinted at full speed on the cosmic treadmill in the basement of the Titans Tower, just short of accidentally starting a time-traveling crisis – again (without counting the other three times [also not considering those other two times]).
He had been running nonstop for over three hours, leaving his lean muscles swollen with veins and drenched in sweat. He hardly ever pushed himself that badly, even when fighting villains, but it was exactly what he wanted right now.
'Notenoughnotenoughnotenoughnotenoughnotenoughnotenoughnotenough-' …His brain was also speeding.
No matter how much he fatigued himself, it was not enough. But what other choice did he have?
Well, there was ONE other option, but he tried to avoid it.
Even so…
THUUM…
…That option presented itself to him.
Raven appeared through a portal and approached him from the side, brooding. "You're soaked."
He nodded.
"I'll help."
He nodded again.
She used her dark magic to remove his clothes, leaving him in nothing but the black tights he had underneath his Flash suit.
"OhthankfuckingGoditwassohotbutIwastoofocusedtostopthankyouthankyoudude!" He did not stop speeding.
Raven took a few steps back and used her magic to sit in midair with her legs crossed, silently observing. His overly defined, veiny, sweat-dripping physique did not embarrass her whatsoever. If anything, Wally was the one embarrassed by her nonchalance.
But less than last time.
He kept on speeding and exerting himself.
Raven waited patiently.
"HAH…! HAH…! HAH…!" Wally gave up and turned off the cosmic treadmill. "OhmygodI'mgonnadieforrealthistime…! Thistimeit'sforrealholyshitohGoddude…! HAH…! HAH…!"
"…Should I bring water?" Raven stood on the floor and approached him.
"No, it's cool! HAH…! It's all good! HAH…! Just gimme- HAH…! Just gimme a sec…!" He panted with his hands on his knees to catch his breath, looking at the floor. Coming off an extreme session of Speed Force use was worse than keeping at it. "Oh, man, God, that was…! HAH…! That was way too much in one go…!"
"You're pushing yourself too hard. Why bother if you knew I'd be staying in tonight?"
"Ah, man, I didn't wanna ruin you guys' date…"
She frowned. "…You were begging with your eyes for me to stay."
"…Yeah, I totally did. Man, dude, I suck…"
"You're pushing yourself unreasonably."
"You don't know that."
"Yes, I do." Raven stepped closer, forcing eye contact by bringing his face under his. "I'm the only one who does."
Raven was a 5'5" White woman with gray-ish pale skin, purple eyes, and purple hair cut into a chin-length bob that was shorter in the back and angled longer toward the front. A tiny red gem rested at the center of her forehead, as much a part of her as her MEATY lower body, granting her an incontestable bottom-heavy pear-shaped frame. Her upper body was slim, and her breasts were perky B-cups, but everything from the waist down was disproportionately plump.
Wally stood upright to look down at the short Raven. "It's not a big deal."
"Wally, I can feel it." She tapped the gem on her forehead.
A faint red glow pulsed from it.
"Hahahahaha! My problem is so bad that you can't shut it out, huh?"
"I do shut it out. But it's just too much sometimes…" Her gaze slowly moved down to his lower body, passing by the sweat-glistening crevices of his abs.
Wallace West was a 5'11" White man with hazel eyes and short auburn hair that was almost always tousled. Though his superpowers were all about speed, he had very broad shoulders, a wide back, and an impressive amount of muscle mass. Mixed with his SEVERELY low body fat, the end result was an imposing V-taper frame packed with veins and definition, with one able to easily trace the beginning and end of each muscle, and even insert fingers between the crevices of his overly cut eight-pack abs.
Raven's gaze ended its slow descent at the halfway mark of Wally's right thigh, covered by the fabric of his reinforced black tights. "…It's very intense tonight."
"Yeah… But it's no biggie, chill out."
Her gaze moved back up to meet his. "It's very big, Wally."
"Ugh…" He looked down at his own lower body. Raven did the same.
Indeed, his problem was VERY big. More precisely, 28 inches long with a circumference of 13 inches – over 50% thicker than a can of coke – protruding BLATANTLY through his thick tights. "I wish I could wear thinner tights. It'd be more comfortable…"
"Sorry that you have to go through this struggle…"
"Ah, stop, stop! It's really not that big of a deal, dude! I'm just horny, alright?! It feels weird when you make it that deep-"
TOUCH…
She removed her left glove and touched his bare abs with her small hand, disregarding the thick layer of sweat on it. "I can feel it."
The blunt calmness of her gaze, demeanor, and touch got through his defensiveness. "…Yeah, it feels like shit. It's *been* feeling like shit."
"I know. I sensed it all day on you. If I can't shut it out, it must be infinitely worse for you." She gazed at his shin-length protrusion again. "…It wants to throb. Why isn't it? Are your tights too tight?"
"I've been controlling it."
"Relax, then. It's just us."
Wally took a deep breath. The instant he stopped exerting control over his pelvic floor muscles, his obscenely gigantic bulge began POUNDING within his tights; a pulsation so rhythmic that it challenged that of an agitated heart.
"It's worse than last time." Her eyes moved to his crotch, where his HUGE, WEIGHTY sack pushed the fabric forward. "They're full. Can you even think of anything but sex…?"
"Ugh… You don't need to mock me, man…"
"I'm not mocking you." Raven touched the red brooch on her cloak's collar. "Being consumed by thoughts and emotions you can't control… There's nothing funny about that."
"How do *you* control them…?"
"A stable environment and state of mind."
"…Is that why you wear your uniform even during a date with your sweetheart?"
Raven wore her characteristic uniform: a black leotard-style bodysuit; a dark-purple hooded cape; black detached sleeves; dark-purple gloves; and dark-purple knee-high boots.
"At least I have my hood down." She joined his joke. "Sometimes, I think about dressing more casually for Garfield… But I'm too scared to do it. That's probably funny to you."
"Hey, are you crazy? I'd never make fun of you for that. Keeping your dad sealed all the time has to be hell… Only you know what that suffering is like."
Raven smiled lightly. "That's not true. We share an experience."
"Hah-…! Hahahahahahahah! You're kidding me! You've got a planet-destroying psycho demon dad in your brooch, itching to come out. I'm just horny!"
"They're not one-to-one, but we still share an experience." Her hand trailed down to his Adonis belt, letting sweat smear on her palm along the way; her head remained tilted back, eyes locked with his. "You've also got a monster to control."
Wally's cock pulsated even harder, urging to pound out of his reinforced tights. "I wish I could isolate myself and meditate it away like you… Tiring myself out on the good ol' cosmic treadmill hasn't been doing much."
"Meditation doesn't always work. Sometimes, I have to discharge the negative emotions in me. It's not something I enjoy doing… In that sense, you have an advantage."
"Do I, now…?"
She gave him a knowing look. "Yes, because discharging feels good for you. Let me ease your burden, Wally." Her hand moved ever-so-slightly down, just short of touching the waistband of his tights.
"Well, ah-… You know-…"
She gave a dry chuckle. "Do you have to hesitate every time we do this? Your eyes were begging me to help you in the middle of my two-year anniversary with Garfield…"
"Oh, man, don't say that…! You know why I'm pussyfooting around. Gar is my boy, and you're dating him! It feels shitty to have his girlfriend help me behind his back like this…!"
"I've demanded much more from all of you." She touched her red brooch again. "You're always measuring yourselves to keep me grounded… I'm a disturbance."
"That's not true, Rae. You're important to all of us. And you contribute more to the Titans than any one of us!"
"Then, let me contribute some more."
"…"
"Lower them." She gave his waistband a light tug.
Wally caved and lowered his tights down to the ankles.
There was no need to be careful about his large-PVC-pipe-thick cock springing out and hitting her. It was far too weighty to stand tall even when EXTREMELY erect – which it always was. All it did was hang down his right leg, with thick ropes of precum dangling from its girthy glans. Every inch glistened with a viscous layer – including his proportionally huge testicles, which hung low due to the HEAVY contents within them.
Wally's cock pulsated twice per second, each time raising a couple of inches away from his thigh, revealing a web of STICKY, SLIMY precum gluing them together. At the end of each pulsation, a little more precum leaked out of its puckering urethra, adding to the many ropes dangling from its glans. Then, it dropped and audibly collided against the thigh before the next pulsation began, sometimes splashing precum.
His balls were no less agitated, visibly contracting as their HOT, CREAMY sperm content SCREECHED to be released. Even full, they churned more and more cum to pump out.
Raven's breathing accelerated slightly; the red glow on her forehead gem pulsed slightly faster. "It's so full of hot energy… Hah… Hah… I'm sorry that I took so long to come down here. Hah… Hah… Garfield took a while to fall asleep."
"Dude, you're gonna make me feel worse… Lemme just get these tights off my feet-"
"Don't. They'll soak up the load." She hovered her hand over the shaft of his long, weighty cock.
As with every time, Wally was impressed by her nonchalance… And aroused. 'Man, if Gar weren't dating her…!'
"Once I start, I want you to tune out and focus on relief."
"Alright. I still feel bad for Gar."
"Don't. He's sleeping comfortably. He had fun playing video games while I watched. It was a happy anniversary."
"Yeah, and it's going to end with his girlfriend draining another guy's balls."
"Yes, it will. If you like the thought of taking your friend's girlfriend, focus on it. I'm right here for you to stare at. Maximize your release."
"Yo, I'm not a scumbag like that!"
"…I didn't say you were."
VWUUUM…
"Oooooooooooooooooooh…" His eyes immediately crossed together, and his jaw slacked, drooling.
Raven had started draining the HOT, OVERWHELMING lust in his body. Her psychic empathy allowed her not just to feel others' emotions, but also to absorb them – sometimes involuntarily, hence the reason for her overt self-control. "Hah... Hah... Hah..." It took no time for her face to grow tense and her chest to heave with strained breathing.
"Ooooooooh, shiiiiiiiiit… Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh…" Wally's mouth widened into a dumb smile, with drool dripping from his chin and tears running down his cheeks. His shredded body got coated in even more sweat, veins, and tension, but he felt perfectly relaxed, not even aware that his breathing had become loudly ragged.
He was not the only one with ragged breathing.
"Hah… ♡! Hah... ♡! Hah... ♡!" Raven huffed ever faster, her eyes now unevenly tightened. Her chest heaved even more wildly than Wally's, with sweat slowly breaking out on her pale skin.
All absorbed emotions had to go somewhere. In other words, Raven had to take it into herself and suppress it with her overly trained self-control. But, there was such a thing as too much.
VWUUUM…
"Hah… ♡! Hah… ♡! Hah… ♡!" She gritted her teeth, almost hyperventilating. Veins popped on her face and neck. "Khhhhhhhhhh… ♡!" Groans of exertion escaped her limit.
He was cumming his brains out, and not just 'emotionally' or 'mentally.' His cock had been BLASTING cum that entire time through REGULAR, QUICK, AMPLE pulsations, as if Raven's magic were pumping air into his balls to force out its contents. The tights on the floor functioned as a makeshift rag, preventing their feet from being enveloped by a large puddle of creamy semen.
VWUUUM…
"NGHHH… ♡! HAH… ♡! HAH… ♡! HAH… ♡! Wally… ♡! I-… ♡! CAN'T… ♡!"
"A little more…! Just a little…! Oooooooooooh…" His head dropped to the side on its own, forgetting to hold itself up due to brain-mushing sexual relief. Raven's absorbjob was akin to a VERY, VERY long peak of ejaculation, never wavering in the slightest. It took everything he had just to stand and breathe – the latter of which he forgot all too often, turning red and almost passing out before his body forced him to take a gasp for survival.
VWUUUM-
"HAH ♡!!!" Raven jerked her hand away from him. "HAH… ♡!!! HAH… ♡!!! HAH… ♡!!!" Her eyes were as open as her mouth, hyperventilating with a thick layer of sweat running down her face.
"Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, come oooooooooooon…! Don't just stop like that, man…! Shit, shit…! You stopped right there…!"
"I-…! HAH… ♡!!! HAH… ♡!!! HAH… ♡!!! I'm sorry… ♡! I can't… ♡! Hah... ♡! Hah… ♡!"
"Just a little more! Seriously…!"
"I CAN'T! I can't!" She grabbed her brooch. "I can't. It was too much. I can't. I-…! I can't…!" Her leotard-style bodysuit was so saturated with sweat that it clung tightly to her slim torso, with her nipples protruding through it, erect. The fabric did not cling nearly as much to her crotch, buffered by a different kind of liquid underneath it.
Wally snapped into focus. "Hey, hey, calm down…!" He reached out to her-
She slapped his hand away with her dark magic. "Don't! Hah… ♡! Hah... ♡!" Her forehead gem pulsed with an erratic red glow. "If you touch me right now… I'll… I'll go too far…"
"No way…! Don't tell me your dad's gonna bust outta there because you absorbed too much horny outta me!"
"Idiot… Hah… Hah… That's not what I meant…" She fixed her posture, finally controlling her breathing. Nonetheless, her face remained flushed and her body tense. "…But you'd probably like something that stupid, wouldn't you? What would you even do if that happened?"
"I don't know." He looked down at the tights on the floor, which were inundated with at least half a liter of cum. "I'd pour that nut all over him to show him what a good job his daughter did. Defeat him with the classic slut daughter one-two punch, know what I mean?"
"S-show Father that I'm a-…?!" Her eyes widened, flushing more. "I told you not to push me right now…! Hah… ♡! HAH... ♡! HAH… ♡!! HAH… ♡!!!"
"Hah?! All you said was for me not to touch you! Hey, hey, are you okay?!"
She pressed her lips shut, closed her eyes, and forced herself to breathe slower over the span of a full minute. The pulses on her forehead gem calmed down. "Hah… Hah… There's still so much lust coming from you. Did I even cause a dent? Your balls look just as full…"
"Are you kidding me? Nah, I'm all good now! You drained me dry. Look at all that cum!"
She opened her eyes and touched his expanding and contracting abdomen once more. "It wasn't enough. You're suffering with need…"
His balls and cock ached with even more lust from observing Raven.
The affection behind her words and touch, despite the inherent dirtiness of the conversation;
The slimness of her bodysuit-clad torso in relation to the meatiness of her lower body, somehow thicker than Starfire's;
The somewhat-gloomy calmness in her flushed face as her hand touched his bare eight-pack abs.
"Rae… Gar better be giving you really good dick." He said without thinking.
"And who's giving your 'really good dick' anything?"
"I'm good. I'll shower up real quick and pick up a hot Black chick at some club to bang. You know I got game."
"…If that was a valid option, you wouldn't be needing my help."
He shrugged her very obvious – and true – rebuttal. "Hey, I haven't zapped you yet this time, right? And if it doesn't work, I'mma just tug it out."
She glanced down, observing his leg-long monster cock. Its ample pulsations had barely subsided, leaking precum at a desperate pace. Despite pumping half a liter of semen through Raven's absorbjob, his balls looked no less full; in fact, they might have been swelling, encouraged to produce more semen under the impression that a satisfying avenue for release had been found.
Her eyelids drooped. "That wouldn't be right." She put her left glove back on.
VWUUSH…
Raven used her dark magic to lift his cock until it was straight. Then, she brought her left hand underneath the halfway point of its immensely long shaft and let it drop on her gloved palm; every inch past that point curved steeply downward despite indescribable hardness. "It weighs so much…" She moved her left hand closer to the end of the cock and used her right hand to hold the base of the shaft – or, more accurately, she *kind of* held it. Her hands were minuscule before its gargantuan girth.
Wally said nothing, mesmerized by her detached gaze in the face of what she was about to do – something she had never done before for him.
"I'll ease your burden a little more." Raven let her midsection push his ridiculously long cock slightly to the side so that she had enough room to partly face him from up close, looking up into his eyes.
SCLUSH… SCLUSH… SCLUSH…
She started stroking his 28-inch monster cock, each motion long and slow, taking multiple seconds to complete before a new one commenced.
"Niiiice… That's it…" He let himself enjoy it, sometimes throwing his head back before looking to see if she was still staring calmly at him.
She always was, saying nothing.
SCLUSH… SCLUSH… SCLUSH…
There was a several-inch-long gap between Raven's gloved hands – an inevitable feature of holding such a long cock. This unsupported length of flesh buckled under its weight, giving the overall member an arched shape.
SCLUSH… SCLUSH… SCLUSH…
More and more ropes of precum clung to Raven's gloves, following them without ever breaking. Even as her stroking motions cut into them, they stuck to the fabric.
"Shit…! Raven, that's it…! I'm already gonna bust…!"
"I know. Cum."
SCLUSH… SCLUSH… SCLUSH…
"Khhhhhhhh…! It's so much fucking better…! When a sexy bitch does it…!" He clenched his teeth and squinted HARD.
"Sexy bitch…?"
GRAB!
He grabbed her small shoulder a little too hard.
"Khhh…!" She winced in pain.
"That's fucking right! A sexy fucking BITCH…! Ghhhhhhhh…!"
SCLUSH…! SCLUSH…! SCLUSH…!
Raven jerked faster.
GRAB!!
He grabbed her shoulder harder.
"KHHH…!" She tightened her grip on his cock.
"Don't stop! Don't fucking stop! You fucking slut! Keep…! Fucking…! Going…! GrrrrrRRRRRRR!!!" Every muscle in his body bulged with dense veins.
He began cumming.
SCLUSH…!!! SCLUSH…!!! SCLUSH…!!!
Until now, Raven had been stroking him rhythmically with both hands. The moment his ejaculation began, she had to change her grip to keep his monstrously girthy cock from flailing out of her grip: She stopped using her left hand to masturbate the upper half of his length, instead latching it onto his glans; meanwhile, her right hand now stroked the full span from the base to the tip, bouncing back when making contact with the left hand. To make up for reducing the 'thoroughness' of masturbation, she gripped extra tight, as if trying to mark his cock with her fingers.
An impossible thing. It was harder than a metal bat.
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!" Wally's ejaculation was so taxing that it halted his breathing because of involuntary muscular contractions. His balls SEIZED up, COMPRESSING themselves to PUMP cum up his LONG, GIRTHY cock, whose urethra puckered WIDE open to accommodate the thick liquid.
In that moment, Raven's tight stroking was both a gift and a nuisance. It was good to receive devoted stimulation during that height of sensitivity, thus maximizing pleasure and semen release; but it was frustrating to have ANY added pressure on his urethra, which already struggled to push out his far-too-thick semen.
SCLUSH…!!! SCLUSH…!!! SCLUSH…!!!
It was a miracle that her small hands did not open too much and slip off during any of the hundreds of EXPANSIVE pulsations that traveled from base to tip, each pushing out rich semen.
SCLUSH…!!! SCLUSH…!!! SCLUSH…!!!
"HAH…! HAH…! HAH…!" By the end of it – two entire minutes later – he was as breathless as after his three-hour run. "Fuuuuuck… That took the edge off, man…! My dick's on fire…! It's like everything's burning inside it… Ooooh, man…"
"G-ghhhhhhh…" Raven winced.
He looked at her, not realizing that he had been hurting her shoulder that entire time.
SCLUSH… SCLUSH… SCLUSH…
She still stroked his expanding and contracting cock, now back to a two-handed motion, slow and gentle.
"Shit, sorry!" He let go. "Ah, fuck…! I bruised your shoulder, Rae…! Does it hurt?"
"It's okay ♡... It's just ♡... Another form of taking your burden into me ♡…" She huffed in-between words, masturbating him continuously and gently. The wet spot in her crotch had grown larger, and her face was crimson-red flushed – an alarming contrast with her pale skin and impassive look.
"Yeah? And what do you do with that burden?"
"…I suppress it, like every other volatile emotion." She carefully lowered his penis until it rested against his thigh instead of dropping it.
That minute show of affection made his cock send out a particularly broad pulsation, culminating in a final rope of THICK semen.
…She smiled faintly at that bodily reaction…
"Bullshit. You don't suppress anything. Gar must give you crazy good dick. I bet he turns into a horse and breeds you like a bitch mare. Dude, that sounds so fun…! I'm envious as fuck."
"…Why would you be envious of that?"
"Because I'd love to be the one breeding the shit out of an ebony-assed slut like you. This thing was made to clap for me!" He gave her ass an audible slap, making her stumble forward. "Ah! Wait, shit, sorry! I got carried away! Dude, I marked you again…"
She frowned at him. "…I'll forgive it this one time. Liar."
"Liar?"
She removed her gloves and carefully used magic to wipe off the precum on them. Not a single drop of actual semen got on them during the handjob, landing far in the distance due to the force of his ejaculation. "You said you weren't the kind of scumbag who fantasized about stealing his friend's girlfriend."
"Hey, I didn't say anything about stealing you from Gar. I'm talking in a hypothetical where you're not dating him. The only one I'd be stealing you from is your demon daddy. I'd pound your fat ass from behind and make you call ME daddy real loud so he had to hear how much of a slut his daughter is from inside his brooch-house."
"I-…! Idiot…! IDIOT…! Khhhhh…!" She STABBED her nails into his abs and buried her face into his chest. "Nghhhhhhhh ♡♡♡…" Her fleshy lower body trembled frantically.
"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow…! Hey, you're actually cutting me! What's going on?!"
"HAH… ♡! HAH… ♡! Hah… ♡! Idiot…! Idiot…" She pulled away with his sweat on her strained expression. For some reason, the gem on her forehead was coming down from a VERY intense glow that had been masked by her sudden face-smashing. "That type of volatility is dangerous… Warm but dangerous ♡…"
"Don't tell me you got mad because I made fun of your demon dad! Well, I guess the sex joke isn't appropriate. I won't make those anymore, cool? I'm a big fan of you and Gar. And what kinda dude tries competing with a horse-dicked alpha, anyway? A guy's gotta know his lane."
"…Right. Hah ♡… Hah ♡… I can't stay here anymore… I can tell you still need more, but it'd be too reckless… Sorry…" She walked past him and raised her left hand to open a portal… And stopped, looking over her shoulder to talk to him. "You push yourself too much, Wally. You're the best of us, so take it easy on yourself. Flash would have wanted that."
He forced a laugh. "How am I supposed to take it any easier than I already do?"
"You can start by leaning on your friend's girlfriend to jerk you off."
THROB!
Her words made his cock spasm off his leg, causing a small, audible splash of precum when it collided back down.
She scoffed. "Liar."
"Dude, anything works if it's said by a slut with a fat ass." He ogled the hand mark on her bubble butt – the leotard-style bodysuit did not fully cover her ass cheeks.
She frowned at him. "Don't be so crude to the only person who understands your struggle. And who just helped you. My arms are exhausted…"
"Yes, ma'am…"
She motioned to open a portal… And then stopped once again, this time not turning to look at him. "What would you do if you were wrong? About me getting good dick from Garfield…"
"Huh? That'd be crazy. I'd have to take your pussy for myself and pound it so bad that you'd be begging me to stop 'cuz you can't cum anymore."
"But I'm not a 'hot Black chick'."
"That's cool, you've got the same fat ass, so I'll make you moan like one anyway." He paused. "Ah, sorry. I said I wouldn't make these jokes anymore."
"…"
THUUM…
Raven opened a portal – a large circle of black nothingness, surrounded by a purple aura – and walked into it. As it closed around her, she turned around to face him one last time with an uncharacteristically cute smile on her gray-ish lips. "I might do it bare-handed next time."
The portal closed. Raven was gone, leaving behind a naked Wally with cum-stuffed tights around his ankles… And a cock still desperate to fuck and cum.
'Screw this shit! I'm going out into the city!'
***
Garfield was surprised by Raven's sudden request for sex after waking him up. He was even more surprised by the DRENCH of female juices on her crotch – and confused by the scent of sweat on her gray-ish pale skin.
Raven must have been excited because it was their two-year anniversary. He wanted to match her enthusiasm, so he put her in a position they had never tried before: a partially folded mating press. He locked his elbows under her kneepits but did not fold her legs all the way back, thinking it would be too intense for her – a halfway point between their usual missionary and a full folded mating press.
She matched his drive by grabbing the sheets above her head – a submissive pose that she had never done before. Even taking her clothes off was new, always opting to slide her leotard's crotch covering to the side instead.
'Sex is something sensitive for her. We rarely do it because she's afraid of losing her grip on her emotions and letting her dad loose; and when we do do it, it's always because I asked. This is the first time she asks me for it…!'
Garfield thrust and thrust, basking in the masculine pride and joy of feeling his penis being softly massaged by his beloved's wet inner walls. It was the first time her pussy invited him so earnestly, making it so he took it slow not to cum too quickly.
Alas, fate helped by making it easy for him. Or, more precisely, Raven did.
"Mghh…" She grimaced with pursed lips.
"Ah! I'm going too hard! Did I hurt you, Sunshine? I'll go even slower." He took the opportunity to save face.
"Uhm…" She paused, seemingly nervous. "Beast Boy-… Garfield…" Even when they were alone, she struggled to call him by his first name, obsessed with consistency and stability – for good reason. "Do you think you could turn into a-…" She paused after whispering the last few words.
"I couldn't hear that last bit there."
She looked away. "Nevermind. It's okay like this. Keep going."
"Alright. Don't worry, I'll go slow for you."
"…Thank you."
She kept her gaze averted for the next minute of thrusting, still pursing her lips. Then, she gave him an intense stare and said… "…Daddy ♡."
To say that Garfield's face went from green to CRIMSON red would have been an understatement.
Her intense stare wavered into a faint frown. She quit grabbing the sheets above her head, letting her hands rest idly beside her shoulders.
"That was super hot! You can say that again, I like it!"
She looked away again. "Sorry… It doesn't feel right…"
"Oh… Yeah, I get it." Garfield immediately thought about the situation with her dad. 'She must hate always having him around. Even in a moment like this, she's got that stupid brooch bound to her chest… Hm?' His eyes landed on five small marks on her shoulder. "What's that?"
"Oh, this…" She paused and chuckled with a light smile. "When a guy's gotta go, a guy's gotta go…"
"What…?"
"Can we do it from behind?" She made another atypical request.
Of course yes! Garfield was excited to lose his sex-from-behind virginity! He wanted to stare at his girlfriend's round ass as he fucked her!
…Until they started actually doing it.
'Is doggystyle supposed to be this tricky?! How do you pull back without it slipping out?!' His penis slid out again and again despite being more erect than ever, forcing him to thrust slowly and shallowly. "Sorry…! Sorry, I'll be more careful…!" The meat on her rear provided more of a buffer than he had expected. 'Damn…! It'd be a lot easier if I were a little taller… Man, it's like this ass isn't made for me…!'
Garfield Logan was a 5'5" metahuman – a human whose DNA had mutated, granting him animal shapeshifting powers, green skin, green eyes, and green hair, the latter of which was short, messy, and spiky. Regardless, he had maintained visibly Hispanic features. His physical build was on the lean side, almost skinny.
"Don't worry, Garfield… Go at your own rhythm…"
Raven's newfound sexual enthusiasm emboldened Garfield to try one more thing.
SLAP.
He gave her large ass a light slap. "How'd ya like that, slut?"
"Don't do that. And don't call me that." She stated bluntly with an equally blunt gaze; not hot, not cold, which made it all the scarier.
"O-oops, my bad…! Hahahah… I love you, Sunshine."
"I love you too…"
And so, they continued to be intimate for a couple of minutes more until Garfield finished inside a condom.
At one point, he noticed a mark on Raven's ass that was shaped eerily similar to a large palm. It made him uncomfortable until he realized that it could not possibly be that.
If someone had actually slapped Raven on the ass, she would have killed them.
It was not the type of thing she could forgive anyone for.
***
"Glughlughlughlughlugh…!" Koriand'r was sitting on the floor, downing another bottle of vodka. "Yes, I'm beginning to understand. It IS fun to burn one's throat with alcohol! I think I'll understand even better after a few more!" She added the empty bottle to the pile beside her and grabbed another.
That was all she had been doing for the past half hour.
Komand'r downed several bottles of vodka too, but she was also doing something else.
"Do you like it, bitch boy…? Are you eager to nuuuuut…?" Komand'r was bent over Chang – or was it Bob? She wagged her finger side to side against the tip of his erect penis, bringing him to the edge with the weakest of stimulations.
It was enough for him, who quivered from head to toe in frustration. If Komand'r stopped again, it would be the ninth time he got denied. He lacked the means to protest, still gagged, blindfolded, and tied.
Fortunately for him, she wagged just a little too much this time.
"Khnmmmm…!" His penis began leaking watery seed.
Komand'r pulled away, scowling angrily. "Did I say that you could nut? And now you want me to tug you through it? You don't wanna rawdog through it, king?"
Chang – or Bob – nodded desperately.
Komand'r laughed maliciously. "Okay, I'll be nice to you. I'll give you a reaaaaal juicy tug as soon as I'm done with this bottle. Just keep that nut strong until then. Glugh… Glugh… Glugh… Glugh…" She slowly poured the vodka down her throat.
It was unnecessary torture for the poor man. Even if she drank at full speed, it would not be fast enough. His ejaculation was too brief and too weak.
"Glugh…! Hah…! Tch. I don't feel jackshit!" She threw the bottle at the wall. It shattered into several pieces, adding to the dozens already on the floor from previous throws. "My younger sister, why do humans bother with alcohol? I feel nothing! They're all fucking NPCs…!"
"You say that, but your cheeks are a touch burnt orange. And I'm starting to notice you speak funny…"
"Let's move to the next one. Sorry, Chang, you didn't pass the test." Komand'r shoved Chang to the floor and approached the African man next. "This one is Tyrone. He's the one I'm the most optimistic about. The NPCs at the frat parties say you don't go back after having fun with one… Is that true, Tyrone? Are niggas built different, no cap?" She removed his gag.
"M-m-my name is also Bob- Ghnm?!" He was gagged mid-sentence.
"Tyrone, *I* AM built different. I'll show you, okay…?" She motioned to insert her hand into his pants, but stopped after looking at Koriand'r. "What? Is this kind of fun too nasty for my heroic younger sister…?"
THROW!
Koriand'r threw her empty bottle against the wall and stood up. "No, I- Wait, I should not have done that. I'll apologize to the bartender afterward. It has become very hot…"
"You were going to say something, Sis."
Koriand'r shook her head to clear her hazy mind and gaze. "I'm bored by your antics."
Komand'r tilted her head, amused. "…Bored? Not uncomfortable?"
"Sexual intimacy is a fulfilling experience, but it must be done right…" She approached the Caucasian man on the leftmost edge of the bed. "…And with the right man." She touched his chest, making him shiver with excitement and nervousness.
"Hm…?" Komand'r shoulder-bumped her aside. "This one? Chad?"
"…Where are you getting these names? And your vocabulary as a whole is strange."
"That's how they call non-NPC sexy boys nowadays, don't you know?" Komand'r grinned mischievously.
Koriand'r laughed. "I don't think I understand, but there is only one type of 'sexy boy'. They have a certain aspect to them…" She traced her hand down the man's shirt, resting it on the large bulge in his pants with a light squeeze. "…Whites."
"You're saying that White fuckboys are built different? They're fun to play with? You think Chad could fully satisfy you?"
Koriand'r did not answer because she did not want to ruin the mood.
No man could completely satisfy a woman of her size.
***
Wally showered at lightning speed. 'Only 'cuz the shower head can't keep up with me!' Next, he dressed up just as quickly and sped upstairs to the Titans Tower kitchen to snack on a quick 10,000 calories before going out to the city. 'Make it 15,000! Finding and slaying bitches takes energy!'
As it turned out, he did not need to go out into the city to find a bitch. There was one in that very kitchen.
"Hm…?" The woman looked over her shoulder. "Why, if it isn't the great Flash. The currents of fortune favor your perverted eyes." She chuckled with the smuggest of wry smiles.
"Jinx…! Actually, I shouldn't be surprised. Vic said he was gonna have you over."
"Yet, you are surprised anyway. Does my back excite you? Allow me to frustrate you, then." She turned around, enabling him to see her front.
Her topless front.
Right then, Wally realized his head might have been a little fuzzy from overexertion. Why else would he have gotten whiplash from seeing that she had no pink hair or pale skin?
Jinx had always had beautiful medium-brown breasts and dark-brown nipples and areolae.
She was a 5'8" Indian woman with dark brown eyes, medium brown skin, and a smooth scalp. Golden studs adorned her ears, and a light blue bindi sat at the center of her forehead – a tiny crystal. Her lips were darker than her skin, and she almost always had them coated in black lipstick, accentuating their thick presence on her face.
Wally believed her to be somewhere around her late 20s. His assessment of her physical beauty, however, was an objective fact. Jinx was a lean woman with just enough meat on her hips and ass to give her a cock-hardening figure in any attire, currently wearing a silken white wrap that hugged high on her waist and left one leg exposed through a side slit.
Nevertheless, right now, Wally was more interested in ogling her upper body; more specifically, her well-proportioned breasts, which were enhanced by the leanness of her faintly defined abs. She had such low body fat that the smallest gain of muscle mass could leave her ready for certain bodybuilding contest categories.
"Such a lecherous gaze." Jinx chuckled. "Are my brown tits to your liking? Is your white cock pleased? Pussy-thirsty white boy…" Her fluent English bore a faint Indian accent.
"Yeah, they're fucking great, and you shouldn't be walking around with them out. Show Vic some respect."
Jinx scoffed as she approached him, holding a glass of wine. "Why would he mind? It is not as if his hung White friend harbors any interest in my brown tits." She gave a lopsided smirk, touching his chest. "…Correct, white boy?"
He failed to answer, distracted by said brown tits.
"Oh, you do? If so, my condolences. You missed your shot long ago." She laughed. "I can tell that you are in dire need. Am I cruel for not pitying the struggles of a pussy-thirsty white boy with a fat white cock?"
"I know you're dating one of the good guys now, but does that mean you've gotta lose the sharp edge of a good villainous sarcasm? You can do better than that, Jinx." He tapped her cheek a few times, matching her condescending energy. "Being a bitch won't get you my dick."
"You think I want you?" She grabbed his wrist. "…My, that's just the kind of foolish thinking that needs to be punished out of white boys."
HFFF…
"Huh?! Wai-wai-wai-wait…! You fucking bitch! Did you just jinx me?!"
"Best of lucking fucking that nasty load out of your big white balls, horny boy." She let go of his wrist, giggling.
"I'm not kidding! Undo it now!"
She started walking away.
"Hey! I'm serious! Undo it-"
STUB!
"FUCK! BITCH!" …He stubbed his toe on the edge of the counter.
Jinx turned to face him and lifted a finger.
KRRZT!
"Khhngh?!" Wally SNAPPED into a perfectly upright posture, creeped out by the sensation of liquid swirling turbulently inside his heavy, full balls. "W-w-w-wait, what are you doing…?!"
Smugness dominated Jinx's expression, her tongue poking out the side in amusement. Her hand was in front of her at waist height, its index finger up. "Such charged semen… Aren't you fortunate to know someone who can manipulate it for you?" She began to move her finger in slow circular motions.
"Khhhhhh…! H-h-hey, stop that…! This feels really weird…!" He squeezed his legs together and covered his crotch. "A-a-a-are you seriously moving my cum around?! Since when can you do that?!"
"Since you brought your fat white balls to me just now, packed with charged spunk. You may be able to hide your pussy-thirsty white cock from others with your silly, thick, loose-fit pants, but I can sense the electricity on it. All over you in fact… My, shouldn't you discharge that before you hurt someone? I'll help you…"
KRRZT…!
She flipped her hand, straightened her index finger, and snapped it downward.
"OOH!" Wally felt a torrent of semen SURGE down his leg-long cock, stopping a mere millimeter away from leaking out. It was a MUCH larger volume than usual for his ejaculations, leaving his urethra restlessly clogged. "G-g-g-go…! Gogogogo…! J-just an inch more…!"
"I am very satisfied in my relationship with Victor. I don't need a pussy-thirsty white boy like you just because you have a fat white cock."
"T-t-t-t-t-t-totally got it…! H-h-h-h-how about that inch now, huh? Gogogogo…!"
She chuckled… And slowly moved her finger back up.
"Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" He felt the semen slowly expand the urethra on the way back to his balls. "Okay, I'm dying…! This is officially the worst moment of my life, dude…!" He trembled in crippling frustration, his voice hoarse.
"Poor pussy-thirsty white boy…" Her finger was about to snap down again.
Wally could have easily stopped her.
KRRZT…!
"Ooooooooooh…!" A DENSE vein popped on his forehead as his teeth clenched with bone-shattering force. "Come ooooon…!"
"If I wanted, I could conduct every drop of charged spunk out of you, just like this…" She moved her finger up and down in minuscule motions, torturing him with the promise of release. "You would like that, wouldn't you…? To have your big white balls drained by a brown woman…"
"YesI'dlikethatverymuchma'ampleasegoaheadlreadyyyyyyyy!!!"
She straightened her finger, making the VAST volume of semen surge back to his balls.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh…! Even you can't be this much of a bitch, you bitch…!" His face could not decide between an expression of misery and one of GREAT misery, twisting on itself.
"You don't like it?"
"Of course not!"
"Then why don't you force me to stop? You're fast enough for that, I hear."
…Because he was hoping she would do it to completion next time, desperate.
"Why don't you use your big white club to do to me what you teased that day? Hm…?" She paused with a chuckle. "Make my brown pussy a cum-dumping colony for your white cum. Go ahead… Why don't you colonize me right now?"
Because…
"…You don't want to attack your friend's girlfriend? Better yet: You don't want your friend to know how I implored you to breed me white in the past? How noble of you to refuse to be with a villain. I'm sure The Flash is proud of his little minion. Here is the reward for your principled stance." She jerked her finger down.
KRRZT…!
"Ghuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh…!" Right up until Jinx's finger moved down, Wally was CERTAIN she would cruelly deny him. Yet, at the moment of peak frustration, desperation overtook his better sense. "Pleasepleasepleasecomeooooooooon…!"
"This is what principled white boys get. More thirst for pussy, and no cummies." She raised and lowered her finger again and again in fast, wide motions, tormenting him with both ends of the torture: the promise of ultimate release and the frustrating return to his stuffed balls.
KRRZT…!
"Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckcomeon…!"
"It really is your loss. I'm the only woman capable of keeping your balls drained and your fat white pipe cleansed. But I believe the currents of fortune were in my favor that day… I would have regretted becoming involved with you. White boy arrogance disgusts me… Leave that to big Black men, who deserve it. Like your friend, Victor…"
KRRZT…!
"Okaythat'siti'mdefinitelydyingrightnow!Causeofdeath:dickburstbycumohohohohohghnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…!"
"You get nothing, white boy. Go and ask your gloomy friend for relief. Though, it doesn't seem like she's got what it takes… White women are worthless even for pussy-thirsty white boys desperate for cummies, hm…? Only black and brown pussies have that nasty, cum-draining squeeze…"
Wally would have been surprised that Jinx knew about Raven helping him, but he could not find it in himself to care.
KRRZT…! KRRZT…! KRRZT…!
…Because he was much more invested in her DESTROYING his dick, balls, body, and brain by keeping him on the edge of grand release, scrubbing his urethra back and forth with an excessive volume of cum – even for him.
If only she-
KRRRZT…!
"Ah!" She got carried away and moved her finger a quarter of an inch too wide.
Wally could feel the cum about to come out!
And then-
STUB!
"SHIT!!!" …He stubbed his toe again, ruining the moment for himself.
Jinx stared with great bemusement. "Hahahahahaha! That's fortunate. The last thing I want is to encourage a white boy's foolish thinking. My, and you really are charged with silly lust…" She observed the jitteriness of her right index finger, and then tapped the glass of wine in her left hand with it. The jitteriness stopped. "Enjoy your night out, white boy. Don't come beg me for cummies. Real men are Black… And over six feet." She laughed as she walked away.
Wally grimaced at her, so angry and frustrated that he almost growled through his clenched teeth. Still, he did nothing, because he was a principled hero, exactly as she had said.
…Even though his dick and balls hurt like HELL…
He tugged on his waistband to look at his member. It throbbed from shaft to tip, trying to expel semen that was not there. Jinx's shenanigans had left it confused, thinking it was about to ejaculate. 'This feels so FUCKING-…! Gah, shit, man…! Just stop…!' He could feel electricity jolting across his penis, overstimulated by the repeated back-and-forth semen-scrubbing of his urethra.
Wally did not usually generate so much electrical energy when speeding, and he should have been able to control it. His recent streak of STRONG sexual urges had made his body so restless that it accumulated electrical energy on its own – hence the jitteriness that Raven noticed earlier, and the charge that Jinx took advantage of in his semen.
'The only solution is to take care of this the old-fashioned way: By finding a girl to pound nice and hard!' He motioned to leave the Titans Tower… And then stopped, thinking of the irritating Indian woman who had just screwed with him.
She was right there, making her way to Victor's room. Wally could pound her right there.
…Destroy her until her hole was ruined and her brown skin was bleached with his cum…
'Shit, get your head in the game, dude! I can't do that. She's dating Vic! And I'm a hero… I can't let loose like that on a chick, it'd mess her up. What would The Flash think…?'
Not him, the fake Flash, but his uncle, the real Flash.
The one whose legacy he needed to live up to.
ZOOM-
STUB!
"SHIT!"
ZOOM!
***
Victor waited for Jinx to return to the bedroom, half-hoping she would not.
For better or worse, she did return, smirking as self-assuredly as ever. "I'm back, handsome."
"Hey, baby…"
Jinx closed the door, a glass of wine in hand, still topless with nothing but a long white wrap that contrasted erotically with her medium-brown skin – especially with her dark-brown nipples and areolae. "How is my big man doing…?" She approached the bed with swaying hips, tracing her long matte white nails along the sheets to hint at the ultimate outcome of touching his cock.
The reason for said 'hinting' was that his body was hidden underneath the sheets.
"Let's have a look!" She pulled the sheets off him.
…And the reason for said 'hiding' was that he still had not gotten erect.
"What a shame… No anaconda. *Sip…* Mmm ♡…" She sipped on her wine, smiling in delight before regaining her self-assuredness. "What if I give it a gentle wake-up call?"
ZAP!
"Khh!"
"No? No anaconda for me?"
ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
"Ghh! Khh! Ngh!"
"Ha ha ha… And here I was, hoping to play so much with it…"
Jinx had playfully zapped Victor's penis other times before, but something was different about the electricity this time. Still, he could not put his finger on it.
He sat up, resting his back against the headboard. "I'm really sorry, baby…! I got nervous because of last time, and-…"
"…And it happened last time because you got nervous about the previous time. What a vicious cycle. *Sip…* Mmm ♡…" She closed her eyes and hummed as the wine traveled down her throat. Then, she sat close to him at the edge of the bed, looking over her shoulder to talk to him. "Where's my anaconda, Victor, dear…?"
"I swear this isn't a normal thing for me…!"
"Really? But it's happened every time so far. Will we ever have sex?"
"Baby…! I think you're beautiful! I really do! I don't know why this is happening, I swear! I keep running diagnostics, but everything is fine… It must be my nerves…"
She laughed. "Calm down, Victor. I'm sure it's no deeper than a stroke of bad luck. If you panic like this, you make it too easy for me…"
"Easy?"
"It's not 'hard', is it? *Sip…* Mmm ♡…"
He faked a laugh. "Yeah, you're right. It's just that I haven't done it since becoming 'Cyborg'. It makes me think that it doesn't work anymore…" Victor found himself making an unexpected confession; an anxiety-driven blurt-out.
Victor Stone was a 6'6" Black man whose life changed forever after a catastrophic lab accident involving experimental human technology, alien technology, and a whole lot of chaos. On the verge of death, he was saved by having remnants of his body integrated with experimental cybernetic parts. Once a gifted football player, he maintained his muscular, broad-shouldered build, but now more metal than flesh – even almost half his face was pure metal. Fortunately – or not – his crotch was still purely human.
Jinx sipped on her wine, observing with her sexily cocky smile and gaze.
"Pretend I didn't say anything! I promise that it works! I mean, I've masturbated before, so it must-"
She touched his head-sized metal shoulders. "It's okay, big man… Don't waste your time worrying about such things. I'm not with you for your penis. I don't even think about it. *Sip…* Mmm ♡…"
"H-hahahah… Damn, you really like that wine. I don't think I've seen you make that face before."
Her smile grew a little crooked. "I love white wine. Why don't you have a taste?"
Victor did not quite understand; it was definitely red wine. "*Sip…* Hm? It tastes funny? Like… Hm… How do I describe it…?" He did not analyze it, wanting to be as human and as little cyborg as possible when with Jinx.
She pulled the glass back. "It's got a spark to it. Ha ha ha… Maybe it'll have a special drizzle next time. I wonder if you'll like it. It might be too thick even for you ♡…"
"I like the taste of anything you give me, baby."
"That's right. And you like thick things too, don't you, big man…?" She bit her lip as she inserted her right index finger into his mouth, getting off on seeing him lick, suck, and nibble on it. "Meaty, succulent, wet things…"
"Yes, baby…"
"What about eating them…? Do you like eating meaty, succulent, wet things…?"
"I love eating them…"
"Then, I have something for you to eat right now. A very thick, succulent, and wet brown thing ♡…" Jinx stood onto the bed with her legs on either side of him and her hips hovering over his face. The silken fabric of her long white wrap draped down his chest.
Victor looked up into her eyes with wanton anticipation, knowing what was about to happen.
She pulled aside the front slit of her white wrap, revealing her lean medium-brown legs. They were BATHED in sticky female fluids, with webs stringing her thigh gap together. The wettest part of all was just above that: her thick dark-brown labia, from which several ropes dangled and every stream originated; just above it sat a neatly trimmed black bush.
Victor salivated, worshipping not just the contrast between the dark-brown of her thick pussy, the medium-brown of her skin, the pure black of her neatly trimmed black bush, and the pure white of her long wrap; but also the sweet, musky scent of the unusually abundant sexual fluids stringing down on his face.
She stared at him for a moment more, sipped her wine, and GRIMACED. "You dirty fucking NIGGER!"
SIT!
"Mnghhhhhhhh…" Victor went into bliss the exact instant his thick lips got smashed by her wet, musky, fat labia. He pushed his tongue out to lap it up, his nose rubbing on her clitoris and pubic hair.
"Nghhhh… ♡! Ghnnn… ♡! Yes, yes, yes… ♡! Eat my brown pussy, you worthless mutt…! Monkey…! Filthy, dick-less NIGGER ♡! *Sip…! Sip…!*" Jinx dug her long white nails into his cropped black hair and rode his face while spewing degrading language.
He did not mind it when it was with her, in the privacy of the bedroom. It may have been humiliating, but it helped satisfy the dominant drive in her.
"Lick it all… ♡! All that juice… ♡! Suck it all down your fat nigger lips… ♡! Mnghhhh… ♡! I'm going to… ♡! CUM… ♡! *SIP…! SIP…!*"
How else was he going to make her cum if he could not get hard for her?
"NGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ♡! CHUG DOWN ALL THE MUCK… ♡! MY BROWN INDIAN PUSSY… ♡! OOZED OUT… ♡! IN ANTICIPATION FOR… ♡! A REAL MAN'S BREEDING… ♡♡♡!!!"
'A real man has got to satisfy his woman after making her wet!'
"MNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ♡♡♡!!!" Jinx rode his face a lot that night.
She sipped on the wine glass a lot, too.
***
STROKE… STROKE…
"Check it out, Sis! It's vibrating! Isn't it 'most delightful'?" Komand'r said.
"Yes… Most delightful…" Koriand'r mumbled.
STROKE… STROKE…
"Based, some would call it." Komand'r said.
"Super most based…" Koriand'r mumbled.
STROKE… STROKE…
Koriand'r leaned closer. "It'll v'rath all over our faces any second now…"
"Yes, it will… If I don't stop." Komand'r pulled her hand away, giggling as Chad whimpered and thrashed. She would EVENTUALLY allow him to ejaculate, as she had four times already.
The two sisters were sitting on the floor, downing bottles of vodka while Komand'r hand-stimulated Chad with whatever technique she chose. Though only Komand'r had done anything, they both had sperm on their faces and tops – a courtesy of her grip's reckless abandonment of his penis during each ejaculation, resulting in aimless spraying.
"Ghnnnnnnn…!" Chad whimpered more than ever, either unable to endure another ruined ejaculation or another denial.
Koriand'r had no idea.
"Glughlughlughlughlughlughlugh…!" …She was slightly drunk. "I burn with joy… Literally! My throat is on fire! Vodka is amazing after the 15th bottle!"
"Let Chad cool you with his nut, Sis." Komand'r masturbated Chad with a sadistically soft pinch grip.
"How would that help? Caucasian seed is hot! Think, older sister, think!"
"By the suns! You are superbly correct, younger sister. How most disgraceful of you to trick me, Chad… And you still wanna v'rath?! Hold this L, frat boy." She said… Still pinch-stroking him.
STROKE! STROKE! STROKE!
"Komand'r, you're still shal'na him."
"I'm what?"
STROKE! STROKE! STROKE!
"Shal'na him."
"Shalnarrreeen?! There's nothing awkward about my limbs, you sun-touched bitch!"
STROKE! STROKE! STROKE!
"You're still stroking him."
"What?" Komand'r looked down. "Oh, what a fumble. I guess the L was all mine, chat." She released his penis.
"Khhhhhhhhhhhn!!!" It spasmed in every direction, throbbing at the edge of climax.
Komand'r laughed at him. "You still can't nut, even after that pro handy? Must be a skill issue. Chang nutted with much less. Hahahahahahahah! Glughlughlughlughlughlugh…!" She downed another bottle of vodka and threw it against the wall.
"Don't do that…"
"Do what?"
"That!!!" Koriand'r threw her own bottle slightly to the right of her sister's. "*That* is the bottle dispensary spot! We decided that two v'raths ago, older sister!!!"
Komand'r laughed. "Sis, you're, like, wasted as fuck. You gotta pace yourself, queen. Glugh… Glugh… Glugh… Glughlughlughlughlughlughlugh! Hah?! You're not a queen! You're not even a princess! I'm the one who should have been queen…! Me! Because I'm stronger and better! You're just a failure!" She threw another bottle against the wall, even more to the left.
"You're arguing with yourself, Komand'r… If anyone is wasted here, it is you."
"You're delulu, Sis- Wait, why did the floor just punch my face?! Is this another human invention to trap me?!" Komand'r toppled onto her side all on her own, still with crossed arms.
Koriand'r ignored her, staring at the whimpering Chad in front of her. The musky slick on his light-skinned erection was enticingly beautiful.
…And she could pretend to be small when looking up at him from the floor…
Koriand'r crawled closer to Chad and got on her knees. "Komand'r, you've been doing it wrong…"
"Hoh…?" Komand'r crawled closer, also getting on her knees. "But Chad's juicy college cock is for-real in love with me. Look…" She flicked his glans multiple times, making it throb. His balls squeezed in desperate anticipation of ejaculatory release, already on edge.
Koriand'r pulled her sister's hand away by the wrist. "Stop it, Komand'r. True sexual pleasure lies in intimate appreciation…" She gently gripped the large penis at the base and started stroking in slow, full motions.
"Mnghhhhhhhh…" Chad relaxed.
"Younger sister, by the suns… Are you infatuated with Chad? You make me uncomfortable by lowering yourself for a male you've just met."
Koriand'r looked at her without interrupting the rhythm of the gentle handjob. "You have the mind of a child, Komand'r." She brought her face close to Chad's glans, enveloping it with her wet lips. "Mnhhmmm… Shlrrrrrp… Shliiiick…" She alternated between gentle sucking and licking, going out of her way to rub her lips and tongue around the mushroom head's neglected underside. "Pleasure comes from satisfying healthy white penises. And the testicles too, where the delicious seed is stored…" She sucked on his sack, adding her drool to the precum layer on it.
Komand'r observed with a forced smirk, growing annoyed. "You're saying that I should lower myself to make this fucking weakling bust?"
"I am not trying to make him ejaculate. I am showing his penis love. The ejaculation is a mere consequence of that process. A mutual show of gratitude… Shliiick… Shlrrrrrp… This penis worked very hard tonight, so it deserves aftercare. I appreciate its size and sturdiness…"
"Ghnmmmm… Hnmmmm…" Though the man's eyes could not be seen behind the blindfold, anyone would be able to tell that they were rolled up in utter bliss.
Komand'r quit smiling, now frowning. "Are you trying to humiliate me, Sis…? How dare you lower yourself like that in front of me?"
"…I literally *cannot*." Koriand'r stood up. All of a sudden, the Caucasian man on the bed was tiny, and she was huge. How else could she feel when standing at 6'4" with a proportionately thick figure? 'Not to speak of my Tamaranean constitution. I'm too much. Even for you, Dick…'
"Do not impose yourself on me, younger sister. Has living among humans given you the illusion that being taller gives you any power over me? Do you not remember the difference between us…?" Komand'r completely missed the point, switching to formalized speech to parade her self-perceived superiority. Her frown soured with anger.
Koriand'r tightened her grip on Chad's penis. "Thank you for all the seed you've given us tonight. You don't need to work for this load. It's your moment."
STROKE…! STROKE…! STROKE…!
She jerked fast.
"Mnghhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Chad released a fulfilling load all over her hand, shaking in pleasure for several seconds. "Hnmmmm…" …And then collapsed onto his back, unconscious.
"Who allowed you to ignore me?!" Komand'r pushed Koriand'r, forcing her to face her.
"Did you not hear me? It was his moment, not yours."
"ALL moments are MY moment! I expect an arrogant brat like you not to know your place under my feet, but you're lowering yourself for a human?! In front of me?! LOWER YOURSELF FOR *ME*, YOUNGER SISTER!" Komand'r's eyes glowed dark purple; her hands were enveloped by dark-purple energy; her hair blazed with purple-charged black. Drunk as she might have been, it was still mostly her own person rather than the alcohol influencing her decisions.
"…" There was one particular thing that Koriand'r could have done right then to crush her older sister's spirit, but she opted not to. 'It will start a fight, and it will end with her taken away again. We'll never reconnect…' Even so, she was not naive: her body and mind were already in fight mode.
The silent treatment turned out to be the right choice. In a vacuum without opposition, Komand'r's conceited, arrogant mind could satisfy its ego with whatever view it preferred. "Hahahahahahah!" Her eyes, hands, and hair stopped flaring, and her anger relaxed into a cocky smirk. "I see how it is. That fuckboy of yours, with the edgy red-and-black clothes… He tamed you into his little sex slave, didn't he? I get it, now. My younger sister cannot cope with being free. She yearns for the life of a slave…"
Koriand'r sighed. "You cannot see anything but power and control. I'm not with Nightwing anymore, Komand'r, but know that he never 'tamed me', nor was I his slave. I am grateful for the affection and intimacy we shared, and I still love him. I remain open to connecting with him again if he wishes, be it for a brief moment or a longer one."
"So he dumped your fat ass?"
"…Technically, yes, but-"
"He abused and raped you like a worthless human whore until you submitted to his service as a sex slave, and then he dumped your sorry ass because you're not even good at that. Now you're going around trying to enslave yourself to any Chad you can find. My younger sister has become a pitiful simp…"
"I was NOT tamed."
"No? Why so upset, then?"
Because it was annoying to hear a categorically impossible thing be affirmed as possible.
…It made past frustrations echo in her mind and body…
'Well, there was one truth in what she said. I *was* not good at it…'
"What's with the silence, Sis? If you're not a slutty little sex slave for white dicks, then treat them RIGHT!" Komand'r grabbed the unconscious Chad's penis and JERKED it with full disregard for its incomplete hardness.
"Khhhhnnmmmm!!!"
Koriand'r should have done or said something, but watched with another vodka bottle in hand, demotivated. So, she let her older sister cruelly tug out another load from a man whose testicles had long shriveled.
"Oh! He's nearing a BIG nut, Sis! Look!" Komand'r pointed the penis in Koriand'r's direction.
"Yeah…" Koriand'r approached and leaned forward, instinctively bringing her face close to it with an open mouth and hanging tongue to receive the ejaculation.
"Pathetic." Komand'r pointed the penis toward herself at the last second, stealing the weak spray of seed for herself. "Lowly sex slaves should not expect the reward of a rich nut, Sis. It's reserved for real women. Mnhhmm… Shlrrrrrp… Delish ♡…" She needlessly chewed and swirled her tongue, provoking Koriand'r.
"You won't share any with me?"
"The strong take, the weak watch. But don't bother learning that. You are forever weak, Sis."
"Glughlughlughlughlugh… You're hopeless. You see everything that way…"
"Because that is how everything is." She let go of Chad's penis, who had passed out. Then, she took her time licking her fingers clean of leftover semen. "Those who don't understand this end up as slaves."
"I do not see it that way, and I am not a slave."
Komand'r giggled. "…Give it time ♡."
'She is only on parole because I requested it, and she does not even try to hide her evil intentions. I do not think we will ever become close… And I do not think she will be free for long. I do not even think I should let her leave here free.'
"Ghnmmm!"
"Mnghhhh…!"
"Hhhhhnm…!"
They looked at the other side of the bed. The other three men were still there, forgotten by them – Koriand'r had helped Chang back up earlier.
"Hah! Cry more, bitch boys. I have no interest in playing with any of you anymore. Changs, Tyrones, Carloses – sorry, Carlos, you're cooked; no play for you tonight. I'll bully only Chad cocks from now on ♡."
"Komand'r, don't tell me you're a virgin."
"Hah? Why would you assume something so stupid?"
"Because you did not seem aware that White males have the most interesting penises."
"Idiot…! I've done nothing but club with fucking weaklings since my release. Do you have *any* idea how many losers I made bust just by dancing and grinding against them? Or how many I made out with? They kiss my feet and beg for my body. You think I'm a fucking virgin?! When I have THOUSANDS of simps BEGGING in my DMs?! I'd be TOP 0.1% on ONLYFANS if I even bothered. DO YOU REALLY THINK I'M A VIRGIN?! CAN'T YOU TELL THAT I'M AN ABSOLUTE STACY?!"
"…I'm starting to understand where you picked up your speech habits. And you should stop drinking."
"Glughlughlughlughlugh… YOU stop if you are so scared of alcohol, Slaveand'r! I fear nothing! Not even the all-mighty white cock! Oh, that's right! I didn't explain how I didn't know about Chads having the biggest dongs. You see, I was deceived." She stood in front of Tyrone. "I was told that weaklings like these had the world-famous 'big black cocks'. What a fucking joke."
"It's a commonly spread lie. White men are the ones with genetic sexual superiority."
"Don't be retarded, Sis. They're slightly better at most."
STOMP!
Komand'r raised her leg and SLAMMED the sole of her boot into Tyrone's crotch, causing him so much pain that he could not even screech as he slumped over her leg, knocked out cold.
"Beta BITCH. Trash…" She pulled her leg back, letting him collapse onto the floor. "…I can't believe I let Black simps bust in my mouth inside dirty club bathrooms. I knew something was wrong. There was nothing 'big' about them. I should have been sucking off Chads. Next time I see a Tyrone, I'm dropping N-bombs like it's Hiroshima and Nagasaki."
"…Komand'r, I think you may have kissed a few too many college boys."
"I am very proud of my modern English, Sis. And who are you to say anything? You're as much a whore as I. How else would you have learned that white dicks are where it's at?"
"I have only been with Nightwing. It was all I needed to understand."
"All you needed…?"
"Is it any different for you? Chad was the first White male you played with, and you caught on immediately as well."
Komand'r gave her an intrigued look. "Well put, Sis… I should have realized it sooner. The history of this planet makes it all the clearer. One type of weakling is less inferior than the others. If I am to play with weaklings, it's gotta be with those, even if they ARE still weaklings! Glughlughlughlughlugh! Hahahahahahah! Glughlughlughlughlugh…!"
"There is no need to put it so crudely, sister… I was only trying to say that White men are more suitable sexual partners for us. Other women are perfectly satisfied with less, and other men are not lesser for being less sexually capable-"
"But *I* AM saying that! Simps who can't bust a few juicy nuts in a row and give me sexy whimpers are useless as pets! I don't need them, and so, neither does the world!" Komand'r faced Chang and Carlos. "I should stomp these ones too. Erase their seed from the genetic pool…! My bad, Carlos. You're gonna get some play after all!"
Again, Koriand'r should have done or said something, but she felt like they were bonding over a shared interest – albeit not with the exact same worldview about it. Thus, she watched her sister stomp the other two men's crotches, insulting them as she did so. 'She is holding back because I am here, or else their testicles would be genuinely flattened. That's enough for me…'
Within a minute, all three non-Caucasian men were unconscious on the floor. Of the four men that Komand'r had brought there to mess around with, only the Caucasian one had a satisfying sexual release – though only at Koriand'r's hand, and only once. That said, he was also the one Komand'r played with the most by far.
'I had fun pleasuring him, but no man compares to you, Dick. Without you, I think I'll need to go through an endless "hoe phase" to satisfy myself. I do wish we could still be together, but I understand your feelings. Batgirl is an incredible woman, and she can get pregnant for you. It is the same from your side of things…'
Much like Caucasian men, Caucasian women were better too. Koriand'r knew that she stood no chance.
'If she were open to it, I would gladly share you! Hahahah…' She was amused by her own thought. 'Why would you have any interest in that? I was too much by myself, imagine with Batgirl too… You deserve a woman who can submit to your masculinity. I would have done it if I could, but…'
…But she was too earnest. Koriand'r did not blame Dick for not being able to handle her; rather, she blamed herself for being too much in all senses: too tall, too thick, and too enduring. Mixed with her earnestness, the end result was a woman who could not be fully engulfed by a man's masculinity.
…Who could not experience the femininity of feeling small…
"These fools thought they had a chance with me! I'm the one who fucks! Say my name!" Komand'r nudged the unconscious Tyrone with her boot. "Inferior trash! I'll peg you! Weakling! Grovel at my feet!"
Even in the things that the two sisters were similar, they were also entirely different. Komand'r refused to give a single inch of herself and obsessively asserted her own dominance; Koriand'r wanted to give all of herself but was too honest to force it.
Koriand'r threw her head back and bellowed at the ceiling. "We're dooooooooooomed…!"
"Glughlughlughlugh… What are you on about, Sis?"
"It's hopeless for us… It's hopeless… Unless…" She looked at Komand'r; the juices streaming down her athletic thighs, escaping the coverage of her black microskirt. "Older sister, allow me to do the cunnilingus on you."
"Hah? The what now?"
"…Eat you out." Koriand'r used her index and middle fingers to frame a V around her lips, licking up and down sensually. "You could most certainly use it."
Komand'r looked down, noticing the sticky fluids making their way down to her boots. "Sis, if you're that desperate for servitude, you should have just told me." She smiled with explicit malice. "…I'll feel even less remorse the next time I sell you. Glughlughlughlughlugh…! Waaaah…?!" She toppled onto her back all on her own. "Glughlughlughlughlugh…!" …And got right back to drinking without bothering to get up.
"Did you feel any the first time? No, don't answer that." Koriand'r walked up to her and offered her hand. "I can't leave you like this. Spend the night at the Titans Tower with me."
Komand'r stood up on her own. "Sis, are you farming Ls…? Inviting me into your base of operations… Are you unaware of the gap between our powers?"
"I am well aware of the gap." Koriand'r floated a single inch off the floor. "…And it is as big as I decide it to be." She rose several inches higher, almost touching the ceiling. At no moment did she tilt her head forward to maintain eye contact with Komand'r, instead glancing down.
Komand'r sobered up out of pure rage, suppressing it behind a scowl so as not to cede any control.
"What is it, Komand'r? Have you said anything? If so, I could not hear you. Come up here."
"…"
Koriand'r chuckled, amused by herself. "Look at me… I avoided doing this sooner when things were much more tense, and now I am rubbing it on your face. But I do not feel guilty. Komand'r, do not confuse my sincere nature for ingenuousness or weakness. I *am* better than you, and I *am* more powerful than you. Do not waste your time trying to defeat me. You will lose." She descended to the floor. "Learn to give at least part of yourself when someone offers to pleasure you-"
PIN!
Komand'r pinned Koriand'r to the wall and shoved her right hand under Koriand'r's hot pants, cupping her SOAKED pussy lips. "…And who pleasures you, Sis?" She grinned, believing herself to have gained the upper hand.
"Maybe my older sister does." Koriand'r widened her stance, offering easier access to her wet folds.
They stared at each other for a moment, both breathing heavily due to alcoholic haze and arousal.
"So submissive, Sis… Should I enslave you for myself-"
SQUELCH!
Koriand'r slid her hand under Komand'r's microskirt and inserted two fingers into her equally soaked pussy.
"Nghhh ♡!" Komand'r gritted her teeth as her eyes snapped up for a split second, struck by a sudden jolt of pleasure.
SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH!
Koriand'r fingered repeatedly and aggressively without saying a thing, keeping her gaze fixed on her older sister's face. Each motion was accompanied by audible squishing and involuntary abdominal contractions, highlighting Komand'r's defined midsection. The juices streaming down her athletic thighs quickly increased in volume and flow.
"Ghnn… ♡! You… ♡! Submissive… ♡! Weak… ♡! Whore… ♡!" Komand'r's eyes started glowing.
"But you are the one whose eyes are glowing, my shuddering older sister."
"Because… ♡! Mnghh… ♡! You're submissively servicing me-… ♡!"
Koriand'r grabbed Komand'r's right wrist to prevent her fingers from doing any penetrating. "Is this submissive enough…?"
"Let go… ♡! Oooh… ♡! Mnghhh… ♡!" Komand'r's cheeks flushed deep orange, her purple-glowing eyes squinting unevenly. Her lips twisted over clenched teeth, trying to suppress pleasure and strain from manifesting on her face. "I'll kill you… ♡! Sis… ♡! Khh!"
FLIP!
Koriand'r flipped the situation, putting Komand'r against the wall while continuing to fingerbang her. "Do the busting for me, older sister…! Have at least one good memory not to resent me over…!"
"Khnnnn… ♡!" Komand'r still had her left hand free, but before she could attack Koriand'r with it…
PIN!
…Koriand'r released Komand'r's right wrist and pinned her left hand to the wall. "I am lowering myself for you! Since I am weak and you are strong, should you not take it?! Or could it be that giving myself does not make me weak?!"
"Nghhhh… ♡! Fool…!" Komand'r forced a grin through her tense face, believing that Koriand'r had just made a fatal mistake by releasing her right wrist. She could now finger her.
That was exactly what she did.
SQUELCHSQUELCHSQUELCHSQUELCHSQUELCH!!!
Komand'r FINGER-FUCKED Koriand'r's wet, throbbing pussy lips.
"Ooooh… ♡! Yes, that way, older sister… ♡! Move your fingers exactly like that… ♡! Let's climax together… ♡! Nghhhh… ♡!"
"Nghuuuuh… ♡!" Dark-purple energy wrapped around Komand'r; her black hair shimmered with a faint trace of purple; her eyes burned with concentrated purple. "I don't-… ♡! I refuse to nut to you… ♡! I'll kill you… ♡! Hoh ♡! Hoooh ♡♡!! Hoooooooooooo-"
SQUELCH-
Koriand'r pulled away in one snap motion, leaving a breathless, shimmering Komand'r by herself against the wall, panting with a heaving chest and thick streams of female juices running down her legs. "Then, let us *not* climax together."
"Y-you…!"
"Was it worth it to withhold yourself from me? Are you even more superior now that we are both neglected?" She floated one inch off the floor. "…Can you fly now?"
"…" Komand'r death-stared at her.
"That was cruel of me, but you are always cruel as well, so let's call it even." She rested her feet on the floor again.
Komand'r walked past her and opened the door.
"Where are you going?"
She brought her index and middle fingers up to her mouth in a V-shape and wagged her tongue up and down between them. "To show you true cruelty."
Koriand'r stifled a happy smile. "I'll fly us-"
"We'll take a cab!"