Chapter 57

The Fastest Man Alive

Chapter 57

The Savage Middle

Dr. Susan Storm – Invisible Woman

Pandoran Citizen

Sue released a moan as her form twisted on the large bed as awareness came back and she regained her senses. Wiping the sleep out of her eyes, she rolled over only to find one of her sleeping mates. Sue couldn’t help but notice the bruised pouting lips and the blonde hair before she placed a name with the face. Memories of last night began flooding back as her cheeks colored red.

Memories of her asking him about getting the same powers as Gwen had brought them to the bedroom. More memories of her on her knees and those of Gwen between her thighs had Sue’s ears burning.

The kissing, the biting and pinching of her nipples, all of those memories came rushing back to Sue and she rolled over to bury her face into the pillows. There was a sense of discomfort at her midsection which drew her attention as she burned with embarrassment.

Her breath caught as Sue remembered the last time she had slept with Ben and he had inflated her like a balloon. It sure was a novel experience then and even now Sue noted as she sat up in bed. For a moment, Sue thought she heard her stomach slosh with the sound of excess semen.

That warmth deep inside her told Sue that yes, Benjamin had stuffed her womb full once again. Putting her hands between her legs, Sue found that no she did not have any panties on after last night’s romp.

Releasing a huff and sigh, Sue fell back into the fluffy pillows with her arms outstretched. The thoughts of last night came to her and Sue released a sigh of contentment. At her side, Gwen stirred as she rolled over; the arm shooting over her chest. As she turned her head, Sue met bright blue eyes looking right back at her.

Gwen wiped her eyes for a moment before sitting up in bed to speak. “Have you tried out your new powers yet?”

“No, I’m still waking up and dealing with all of this,” Sue said while waving a hand at her engorged midsection.

Gwen looked her over before licking her lips and moving from the position she was laying in. “I believe I can help you with that.”

Before she could say anything in reply, Gwen had already parted her legs as she lowered her face between her thighs. Sue released breathy moans as she felt Gwen’s tongue lap at her folds while exploring her depths.

Closing her eyes and feeling like she was having an out of body experience, Sue felt a certain elasticity to her skin and lower region. That had to be how Ben was able to get away with stuffing her full of so much semen. Sue felt and watched as pleasure pulsed through her nerves as Gwen hit her engerous zones.

Her breath hitched as she felt delicate fingers travel up her sides before they slowly pushed down. Trying to keep her focus, Sue slowly increased her muscle tone as she felt Gwen’s tongue slither its way through her insides.

Sue’s breath caught, caught, and caught again as her pleasure built and built before it was all released in one large orgasm that shook her to her core. Her chest heaved and sweat covered her forehead, her arms were outstretched and her nipples peaked so high they could carve diamonds.

Closing her eyes, Sue basked in the moment as she drank in the heightened sensations. Face cracking into a smile, Sue sat up in the bed to find that her stomach had gone down. What she found between her legs though almost had her burst out into laughter.

Gwen was between her thighs, face covered in the semen that was previously inside of her womb.

“Sorry,” Sue squeaked out as she looked down at her mess. Well, at least her stomach was back to normal she noted. Before she could lean in to help, the semen on Gwen’s face started to move. Small rivulets of fluid moved until it formed a small glob that floated into Gwen’s open hand.

Gwen gave her a put upon expression before flicking the wasted protein to the waste bin located under the bedside table. Giving her a sheepish smile, Sue watched as Gwen rolled over before getting off the side of the bed.

“I did not know that was going to happen,” Sue said, trying not to laugh.

Gwen looked at her then rolled her eyes before letting out a sigh, “Let’s just take a shower, I believe we both have a busy day ahead of us.”

Following Gwen, Sue took a quick shower before finding herself standing in front of a full-body, anti-fog mirror. She couldn’t help looking herself over from top to bottom and a frown marred her features for a moment.

Turning this way and that, Sue rubbed her hand over the freckles on her chest before she applied her power. Her skin smoothed, blemishes disappeared and little imperfects cleared all within a matter of seconds. Running an idle finger over her stomach and thighs, Sue melted away some body fat, then replaced it with finely tuned muscles.

Sue watched as her stomach went from smooth flatness to defined abdominal muscles impressing her eyes. Turning this way and that, Sue decided to thicken her thighs a bit by making improvements to her gluts and the connecting muscles down to her now sexy high heel ready calves.

Her height increased by an inch as her hair took on a new lustrous shine as the split ends disappeared with a shake of her head. Sue pressed a hand on the mirror bringing up her backside as she twirled to get a full view of herself. Pursing her lips, she then made them fuller before she was happy with her changes.

With a smile on her face, Sue shimmed herself into a form-fitting UMF suit. Smiling at her shapely figure, Sue did one final check before heading to get some breakfast. Heading into the kitchen, Sue stopped at the entrance as she looked over the smiling faces of the other women before her.

Face burning, she took a cup and held it out to Natasha with a neutral smile on her face. Natasha raised a finely crafted eyebrow as she poured Sue her cup of coffee. Nodding her head in acceptance, Sue made her way to the free seat at the table. No one said anything but Sue’s ears burned at the vulpine grins that they gave her.

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Humming to herself, Sue smiled at the guard who held the car door open for her as she got into the driver’s seat. The door closed with a smooth motion and Sue couldn’t hide her smile as the vehicle hummed to life.

As she pulled her hover-car into the air, her GPS kicked in directing her towards Pandoran General, the lead hospital. The automatic system took over as her mind went over her agenda for the day.

Today Tony was scheduled for surgery, but with her powers, there is a chance of helping him without having to cut him open. Besides that, she was scheduled to examine citizens from the ocean below and those from the moon.

As her mind slowly hummed along, Sue held a hand up, and before that hand, constructs formed. First, she formed them as nothing but small sheets transparent to all eyes but her own. Then she expanded that into sheets turned to hexagons, quickly shattered and scattered into hundreds before her.

Then before her eyes, each hexagon began to show information unlike any she has ever seen before. Her powers mixed and formed into something new. Her invisible shields glowed multiple colors to her eyes.

Fascination hit Sue as thoughts and ideas took over her mind with the new wealth of knowledge combined with her already extensive knowledge of the human body. Boundless joy struck Sue at the same time as inspiration as she saw the possibilities open up before her. It didn’t take much for her to lose her sense of time as she experimented.

As she ran a clear shield over her hand as she used it to examine the finer workings with her biokinesis just as the dash dinged announcing her arrival at the hospital. Releasing a sigh, Sue had to wave away her little experiment as her hover-car pulled into the parking garage.

A quick mental command had her omni bring up her key cards and credentials and she waved them before the security station. There was a ping from the system as a scan ran over her car and herself. Once her DNA profile and x-ray of her vehicle checked out, Sue took control before smoothly directing her vehicle into her assigned parking space.

Hopping out of her car, Sue locked up before heading in and passing the secondary checkpoint. Once she was finished with that, Sue then made her way to her personal labs to test a radical idea she had come up with on the drive over. To think, solving cancer was as easy as breathing for her now. What she wanted to do was create a vaccine that fixed the underlying issues of corrupt DNA strands which cause cancer.

If she could solve this her name would go down in history. Not only that but, because it was a creation with the use of her powers, it would be easy, of course, to reverse engineer the cure for scientific purposes.

Unfortunately, Sue was halfway through creating a working retrovirus when the alarm went off for her first appointment. With a forlorn look at her work, Sue activated the stasis fields before activating the security around her lab.

Checking her omi, Sue noticed the time and the room number for the surgery she would be attending. Swapping out her lab coat for her doctor’s coat, Sue washed her hands in the doctor’s locker room before heading out.

It didn’t take her long to find her way through the hallway of Pandoran General. Scanning her omni at the door, Sue was let in only to find the surgery room laughing with Tony Stark as he sat on the medical gurney.

With a quick glance around, Sue noticed Peter up in the observation room overlooking the floor through the clear, ballistic proof window. Ignoring Tony and the nurses, Sue called up the assistant doctor for this operation.

“Do you have any current scans?” Sue asked Terry, the assistant for this operation.

Terry looked at Sue then back at Tony before pressing a few keys on her own omni. Tony was shut off mid-sentence as holograms sprang forth to cover his body. He idly noticed that the one over his chest showed little sparks near his heart. That alone sent his pulse racing even though his face carried his patented smile.

That same smile widened even more as Sue walked closer towards him. “Well, you do know there are easier ways to see me naked right?”

“I would think you would have enough spice in your life with a certain redhead?” Sue asked, a delicate brow raised. “Then again, I don’t aspire to nor want to be a notch on your bedpost.”

Sue almost allowed her grin to show as she watched Tony act chagrined at the mention of Pepper Pots. Instead, she held her professional demeanor as she pushed past her win.

“Now that you are more focused, do you want to be awake or asleep when we take out the shrapnel?” Sue asked, tone neutral yet poised.

Tony’s brows shifted as he looked at the sparks the hologram held over his chest. “I get a say in the matter, doc?”

“Yes, the removal won’t be as invasive as you believe it would be.” Sue returned with clipped tones.

Tony didn’t even take a moment to think it over, tapping his chest he swung both legs up onto the medical gurney. “Then hell yeah, let’s do this, I can’t wait to get these little buggers out.”

Sue gave Tony a nod of acceptance before firing off rapid commands to the nurses around the operating room. Straps came down to secure Tony’s arms, and legs while a mirror image with a complete scan of his current insides appeared above his body.

Sue washed up once more before getting her arms gloved, once she was prepared with her helpers. She then places two fingers to Tony’s neck. “I am shutting down your sensory receptors, so relax.”

Tony didn’t get a chance to reply as all sensations from his neck down were cut. Then before his eyes, Tony watched in fascination as the sparks on the hologram moved towards the top of his torso. Before he knew it, small bits of metal started to bubble up under his skin before floating up from his chest.

He counted five, eight, thirteen, then the flesh on his chest healed over. Before his voice could catch up with his brain, he freaked out. Sue had removed his arc reactor then the base plate from his chest.

Tony never had his chance to freak out as bone and flesh regrew to fill the hole.

“Now that your main issues are taken care of, let’s give you a nice tune-up,” Sue commented as she rendered and used Tony’s spare tires to turn up his muscle density and mass. She then fixed up his bad knee and the rest of his joints before double-checking to make sure that his heart could run for another hundred years.

The crack within Tony’s ribs was fixed and so was the mild back damage from sleeping in unusual places. Once Sue was finished with fixing the onset of carpal tunnel that Tony had gained over his years behind a keyboard, Sue turned back on his sensory receptors and gave him back his motor functions.

As Sue was working the surgical room was recording and analyzing everything for later use and for her review. Sue’s eyelids fluttered as she almost collapsed from such high levels of concentration. A nurse wiped Sue’s forehead as she turned to make sure to wash up once more.

While Sue was doing that, Tony sat up on the medical gurney rubbing his chest in astonishment. He was so at a loss for words that he didn’t even notice that his ass was hanging out even though he did wonder where that draft came from.

A push to his chest had Tony laying once more on the medical gurney. Sue ignored his protest as she had the scanners perform another check. Once the computers came back with the same all clear as her powers, Sue performed final checks and signed off on the forms Benjamin had prepared previously.

With her own use and understanding of biokinesis, Sue was happy to let in the fifty new doctors. These were the same fifty doctors Benjamin had prepared with biokinesis to handle the island’s advanced medical proceedings.

She would have been a poor head of medical division if she didn’t meet the same high standards she held her own doctors to. Giving Tony a clean bill of health, Sue gave him back his arc reactor and allowed Peter into the room.

A simple handshake and a comment to the father-son duo about coming over for dinner and Sue was heading towards her next appointment. With new powers, and skills under her belt. Sue was having a very great day.

Maybe she should give Ben a call for a lunchtime quickie.

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Medusa

Pandoran Citizen

Medusa twisted mid air, as her hair shot out in a braided whip to smash into one of the training bots. At the end of her hair braid was what the people of this island called a kunai. It was a blade that ended in a diamond point, a small five inch shaft behind the head that ended in a ring which her hair went through.

Medusa was really enjoying the different sizes the kunai came in, on one braid was a larger version of the knife and on smaller braids, she had multiple smaller variants; each held by a few strands of hair. She was noticing how partial her combat style was towards the smaller variants as another combat droid fell to her attacks.

Another spin, twist, and slash and more droids fell to her superhuman reflexes. Gritting her teeth, Medusa tried not to think about the history of her people. It wasn’t just sobering to learn that they were considered a failed experiment: It was demeaning to have had to agree with the old masters on the matter.

They were left alive, took their freedoms, and yet: her people did not advance beyond the borders of their pens. No, her people decided to live in that place and wallow in mediocrity. Medusa was not happy to have discovered such a thing. With a scream and a twist, three braids lashed out leaving deep grooves along the chest of a new droid.

Noticing that this one did not fall like his brethren, Medusa sent hair upwards to grab onto the traversal handles. Looking down from her perch, sweat dripped down from her brows. This one she noted, moved with a grace that the others lacked. Looking around the arena, Medusa noticed the markers showing that her training session had leveled up.

Taking note that the increased level came with advanced droids, she had to think up a plan within the moment. Medusa was a scholar, true, but she had the heart of a warrior and that would never change.

Dodging to the side, she had to vault herself across the ceiling. It was easy to tell where the droid was going to shoot with it’s slow target acquisition.

Ignoring that, since she knew that it came with the combat level, Medusa perched on a ledge as she studied her opponent. Another shot was fired at her, but this time instead of dodging, she slapped it away with her hair.

The same hair she used to slap away that plasma bolt raised before combining into a spear of sorts. Frowning, she changed the image in her head before trying once more. The tips of her hair changed color to a dark red, the rest of her hair coiled like a spring, compressed and ready.

Patiently Medusa waited as the seconds felt as if it moved at a snail’s pace. Her eyes tracked the droid as it took aim, she waited for the build-up of power before it’s fire. The coils of hair unleashed their stored power as they flung Medusa forwards.

As her body twisted in the air, the lance of hair shot forwards piercing the droid center of mass. The red glow of it’s eye didn’t fade as it powered up another shot. Landing lightly on the balls of her feet, Medusa rolled to the left dodging another blast. As she dodged the blast, the hair spear that was lodged inside of the droid shifted transforming into multiple spears.

The sound of metal tearing reached her ears, but she was still in a defensive posture as a bolt of plasma slammed into her defenses. The shield Medusa was wearing shimmered for a brief second before it’s lines faded from sight.

Smirking at the now dead droid, Medusa pulled up her omni to turn off the light training exercise. Silently one of the helper droids brought over a towel and held it out for her to remove the sweat.

“Thank you.” Medusa said to the little droid. The droid released a few beeps and toots in reply before flying off. Tapping the gravity control on her belt, she floated her way towards the showers.

Freshly showered, Medusa sat with her towel wrapped around her as her hair dried out. Once that task was completed, Medusa pulled out a UMF suit configured into a stylish body hugging suit. She was truly enjoying the marvel and texture of the materials now available to her and the rest of her people.

Checking herself in the mirror to see that she was properly dressed, Medusa took out her omni and summoned a ride. Turning around, Medusa smiled as her hair folded in on itself as she easily walked from the training part of the house to the front.

Waiting on her was an open door hover car with a spartan standing at the side. Giving him a quick nod, she got in her ride then waited for the door to close. Pulling out her tablet, Medusa checked to see who she was going to work with today.

It pleased her to know that she was placed as the ambassador between the two people. It was easy to see that her king was placing a monumental amount of trust in her with such a job. It would have been easier to not have anyone in charge and just allow the immigration part of his government to handle everyone, but she noticed that was not his style.

Yes, the immigration would set them up with medical, schooling and a home to sleep, but from what she witnessed with his own people. There was a team in charge of listening and solving their problems outside of legal issues. It was so easy for her to forget that those underneath her were not able to approach her previous king or anyone in charge for that matter with issues that they might face.

It was nothing like her old job, but she was enjoying it far more than handling resources. There was a beep from the dash and Medusa had to put away her tablet as the hover car lowered onto the open air parking. She looked up in time to see the ripple of a shield go over her vehicle.

Shaking her head at such a thing, she was still marveled that there were so many resources to go around on the island. It was one thing watching it from their hidden little city on the moon, but it was another to be here, breathing the salted air, being here seeing the endless oceans.

It was so much that some days Medusa was scared that she would wake up and realize that it was all just a dream. Shifting her thoughts on the matter to the side, Medusa produced her security badge and was allowed through the checkpoint.

Taking the express elevator to her office, Medusa smiled at her secretary already at her desk. She then gave a smile to the young man that was sitting on the couch waiting for her assistance. Unlocking her office, Medusa went over a few morning emails before putting on her professional face.

Once she was prepared, Medusa pressed the button to page her secretary, with her answering. Medusa told her to let in the first Inhuman of the day. The young man walked in and Medusa noticed the shifting color of his skin, that she didn’t notice the first time glancing at him.

Could be a nervous power usage, but that was alright.

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A tendril of hair closed the door as Medusa turned around after her last appointment for the day. Smiling down at the tablet in hand, Medusa filed away the notice of pregnancy. Newborns were always welcomed even if they were a hybrid between Inhuman and Atlanteans.

She had to send a reply to Sue with her thanks since she had done so much hard work on the genetics of the couple. They were already compatible, but someone had to double check and Sue did all of the leg work to make sure that the first hybrid of the nation would be alright.

Granted they would have to keep checking on the couple with periodic doctor check ups, but that was only a small price to pay to make sure that the baby was alright. It also helped that their nation was given free medical care for all.

A message pinged on her omni and drew her attention to the dinner which she was invited to by the Queens of the island. Checking the time, Medusa noticed that she had two hours to get herself prepared. Looking over the attendees, she noticed that Raven, Emma, Natasha and Ororo were attending and were waiting on her RSVP.

Jean was in space, Gwen was in New York and Sue was doing something with her brother Johnny. Medusa did notice that there was no mention of the two Atlantean ladies; but instead of asking, she chose not to poke that particular political bee hive.

Clearing up the top of her desk, Medusa waved goodbye to her secretary before taking the elevator down. A stop at the security checkpoint had her out into the open air of the landing pads.

A double press of the key fob and her car door opened so she could get in. The hover car activated and Medusa checked the dash as it performed its pre-flight checks. Her car took to the skies and Medusa finished reading a few complaints that made it to her desk.

Unfortunately, she had to sigh because it was not what she was expecting. The complaints were from those that used to be part of the upper nobility on Attilan. Sighing again, Medusa put the messages off for another time thinking maybe it would have been best if Benjamin had removed them. Since he did not, they were now bringing any trivial issues that they had to her attention. It’s almost to the point that she would like to blacklist them.

Shaking those thoughts out of her head, Medusa smiled at some of the other messages she had received on her omni. More and more couples are forming now that the genetics department no longer decided on who they would or could not date. It was good to see her people enjoy their new found freedoms.

The beep at the dash pulled Medusa out of her musings as she noticed the landing point at the house she shared with the rest. It was strange, she felt, living in the home of the king. It was no castle with a throne like on Attilan but she liked the homie feel of it all. When she was first given a room and noticed the size of it all, Medusa was mystified. It was then explained to her that magic was used in the process of building the home.

Medusa had wondered why they chose to build a home instead of a castle, but once she was invited in she understood. It was a home and allowed the king and queen to raise their kids without the pageantry of the courts and nobles.

The king was more into spending his wealth on his people and not on opulence for himself and the other so called nobles. Another double beep and the slight jarring brought her attention to the hover car coming to a park.

The driver side door raised and Medusa took the hand of the spartan waiting at the side. Giving him a smile and a nod, Medusa waited for him to close her car door before turning and allowing him to walk her inside.

Pulling off her jacket and placing it on the coat rack, she noticed that her guard had vanished into thin air. Ignoring that, her nose was captivated by the heavenly smell coming from the kitchen. Releasing a sigh, Medusa took off the heels she wore to work before walking into the kitchen.

The smell only got better as she rounded the corner. In the kitchen Medusa found Raven’s beautiful rear bent over something in the oven. Beside her and leaning on the counter checking out that same lovely rear was Ororo, and sitting at the table was Emma. Natasha was setting the table for the meal to come.

“Evening ladies,” Medusa said, placing her tablet at the table. She then received a round of the same but after washing her hands at the sink, Medusa received a glass of wine from Emma. “Thank you.”

“Ohh, think nothing of it dear,” Emma replied smoothly with a smile at the corners of her lips.

Raven closed the oven before turning back towards the table. “Take it slow with the wine, dinner is about ready.”

Natasha finished setting the table but raised her wine glass to Raven. Emma released a chuckle before taking a seat in Ororo’s lap. Medusa watched with wide eyes as she witnessed them share a very passionate kiss.

A delicate hand trailed it’s way up her neck before closing her mouth. Medusa’s eyes were still wide as she turned to look at the smug smirk on Natasha’s face.

“So, I can tell you are interested.” Natasha’s words wrapped around Medusa’s ears delicately as if to caress her skin.

“Ohh will you lot stop bothering the poor woman,” Raven sighed, exasperated. Natasha twisted around as if her bones were made of silk blowing a kiss towards Raven. Medusa couldn’t help but notice how the dress that Natasha wore hugged her form. Not only that; but her ass was directly next to her hand just asking to be held.

Gulping and turning away, Medusa took a sip of her wine only to see that the other two were looking at her.

Ororo gave her a smile as she used her thumb to wipe away the lipstick smudge at the corner of Emma’s lips. “You can relax, because if you were not welcomed, you would not be sleeping within this home.”

Medusa sat quietly with wide eyes as the ladies around her just chuckled while they went about things. It still amazed her how they could love each other as much as they loved him. This was a love that she would not have been able to have with the last king that ruled over her.

No, Medusa was very aware that she was only a genetics bank with ovaries for Black Bolt. Yet right now, as the queens of this nation smile at her, Medusa felt like she wanted to be a part of something more.

Smiling shyly at the ladies, Medusa finished her glass of wine before pouring herself another. Enjoying the love all around, Medusa rose from her seat to assist Raven in the kitchen. Before she could get very far though, she was directed back to the table.

Rolling her eyes at her, Natasha blew her a kiss before making out with Emma. Medusa could feel her face heat up as she watched Natasha move on to Raven next. Once they were finished and parted lips, she watched them booth turn and serve the table as if nothing happened.

Medusa wanted to scowl at them both because now her nipples were so hard, they were both pressing against her form-fitting UMF suit. Looking down it was clear as day that she was interested in the ladies before her.

Hiding her blush, she gave a polite thank you to Raven as she was served. On the gold-lined plate before her sat was something she had seen on the tv once. It was lamb chops with a light sauce and served with all the trimmings.

Music started to play in the background as the last of the meal was placed on the table. Unfolding the napkin and placing it onto her lap, Medusa waited for Ororo to start the meal. Smiling at them all, Ororo held her glass up before speaking a few words, Medusa noticed that it took less than thirty seconds before Ororo gave them leave to eat.

For the briefest of moments, all anyone heard was the clinking of utensils on plates as they enjoyed the meal. Placing another lambchop onto her plate, Medusa moved to refill her glass of wine as she enjoyed the atmosphere.

That was why she wasn’t ready for the topic of conversation.

“So when do you plan to get creamed?”

Medusa was lucky that she wasn’t drinking at that moment because she was certain that the wine would be passing through her sinus cavity. She could feel the heat on her cheeks as she placed her utensils down. It was clear that this was the topic of the evening since the other ladies also carried various smirks and smiles on their features.

“Wa, What?” Medusa asked, cheeks blushing a blooming red.

“And you did do that long live the king.”

“Well, you did move in.”

“So we just want to know what’s taking you so long to get creamed: Shy?”

Medusa stared incredulously at Emma and the other ladies sitting around the table, lost for words. Before they could ask or say anymore, Medusa found her tongue.

“As the winner of kingship, he has leave, to take me as his prize. This is why I have taken up a room here in this home.” Medusa spoke slowly. “I do not believe he has any interest in one such as myself since he already has such fine company.”

“Ohh honey flattery will get you everywhere.” Natasha replied with a chuckle. “What do you think ladies?”

Raven looked at her for some time before speaking, “Well, he is stuffing Sue seven ways from Sunday right now.”

“Yes, I caught the footage of that one. He surprised me with his inventive use of those new powers,” Ororo replied with an obvious look of interest on her features.

“Yes, but the fact of the matter is that Sue went for it,” Raven replied smoothly.

“Ohh, I know right! Who would have thought that little miss prim and proper would like getting creamed at every opportunity” Emma said eyes glimmering in the light. “What you have to do Lady Medusa, is take the bull by the horns.”

Natasha smirked before taking a sip of her wine. “Ha, you mean have Ben pump all that’s in his balls.”

“Must you be so vulgar?” Ororo replied with a sigh and a roll of her eyes.

Natasha rolled her own in easy reply. “Please, I remember exactly where that tongue of yours was only this morning.”

“Ohh please, you were both in a sixty nine having a very large breakfast Benjamin had pumped into you both. I remember because the moaning woke me up.” Emma said wiggling her brows at the pair.

Raven poured herself another glass of wine as she looked over the table. “Yes, well, I believe Medusa would appreciate it if we assisted her with getting some cream: she does represent her people after all.”

“Then let’s test her skills.”

Medusa clearly wasn’t following, “Test my skills?”

Ororo got up smoothly in one flowing motion from the table then assisted Medusa out of her own chair. Before she knew what was happening the chocolate beauty was kissing her. Soft plump lips met her own and Medusa could feel the heat rushing to her face. Then Ororo spoke and Medusa was suddenly aware of how weak her knees were. “Agreed, let’s see what that tongue can do.”

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Tony Stark

Father, Genius, Billionaire

Tony stood inside a lab in Pandora smiling at the creation before him. It wasn’t just one of his most advanced suits to-date, now it was a creation made in collaboration with his son and with their own hands. Tony didn’t want to be ‘that guy with the foam finger’, but he was damn proud.