Shadowfall, Part 2

Velocity!" gasped Vista, darting over to the fallen hero. Falling to her knees beside him - I could not help admiring her sexy little butt as she did so - she examined the bloody wounds, each with the arrow that had caused it still in place.

"Don't pull them out," Gallant warned her, his eyes fixed on the insubstantial form of Shadow Stalker. Of Sophia Hess. The girl who had helped make my life a living hell, had nearly killed her lover and confederate Emma Barnes for imagined infidelity, and who _had_ killed another one of her sexual partners in the most grotesque way possible.

This was the person that we were trying to stop, before she killed again.

"Wasn't going to," Vista replied, without looking around. "Get me something I can use to stop the bleeding."

I increased my humming, turning my eyes back to fix on Sophia. "I've got her," I assured Gallant. He nodded, went to a closet, opened it to find sheets. I didn't care; he and Vista could help Velocity. I took a step toward Sophia.

"You're done," I told her flatly. "You're finished. You killed that girl."

Her smoky form wavered, and I thought her mouth might have moved, but I heard nothing.

Abruptly, as Gallant worked to tear a strip from a sheet, Sophia turned solid.

"You're _nothing,"_ she gritted. "You can't stop me." She had an arrow in her hand; turning, she swung it overhand down toward Emma's chest, at her heart.

For a split second, I wanted to let her _do_ it. Kill Emma. Remove her from my life altogether. But I couldn't do it. Not and be able to look Dean in the eye again.

I launched myself forward and tackled her. Our naked bodies crashed together, hit the bed, hit the wall, bounced off, landed on the floor. She tried to stab me with the arrow; I gripped her wrist. She was stronger than me, and the razor point edged toward me. I changed the tone of my humming; she gasped, and her back arched.

Now she was shuddering, and I was able to hold her arm back. I banged her wrist against the floor once, twice, three times. She let go, the arrow skittering away. My thigh was between her legs, and she was grinding her crotch on to it. I added a little more intensity to my humming; she clawed at my back as she came.

And then I threw myself aside as she came so close to spitting me with another arrow. Even as she climaxed, she'd been trying to kill me. I drew back my fist to punch her, and she went insubstantial again, changed form, went to her feet.

I was still on the ground; she could stab me, or Emma, at will, once she went solid. My humming was no longer affecting her; I tried changing frequencies. _Maybe a higher pitched one, to affect something that's not truly solid?_

Even as she moved toward Emma's bed, I saw her form waver once or twice as I hunted for the right frequency. And then I had it; a tone that caused her form to ripple like a pond in a high wind. I focused on that frequency, and gave it all that I had.

She screamed as she was forced out of her shadow form, hands over her ears, blood coming from her nose. I came up off the floor and punched her hard; my fist caught her on the point of the jaw and she went over backward. She tried to go shadow form again, but the frequency I had settled on wouldn't let her, and badly hampered her even while in normal form. So I settled for straddling her and punching her in the face until she stopped struggling.

I'm not going to lie.

It felt _great._

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Director Piggot rarely beamed. She hardly ever smiled. But the expression that she was showing us now was less disapproving than most I had seen on her face.

"Panacea says that she'll be able to get around to Velocity in a couple of days," she began. "In the meantime, he's out of danger and getting better all the time."

I smothered a grin; I had visited him that morning, and found him getting a blow-job from a pretty candy-striper. I guessed that it wouldn't be long before they were pushing that dalliance to the next logical step. Yes, he was certainly on the mend.

"Emma Barnes has spoken to us, and has confided that electricity is something that can affect Shadow Stalker, no matter what form she is in. So her restraints will be electrified from now on."

That was good; I hadn't been sure about the ability of a Tinker-built device to replicate all the overtones of which I was capable. And I certainly didn't want her getting out in a hurry.

"Gallant and Vista, you are to be commended; your prompt actions very likely saved Velocity's life."

Not to mention, their sheer faith in me that allowed them to turn their backs on Sophia while the fight was still ongoing. I had tried to tell them how much that meant to me; Vista had merely grinned and kissed me.

"And last but not least, Harmonic. Your actions not only saved Ms Barnes' life -" An action about which I was _still_ conflicted. "- but also brought a dangerous criminal cape to justice. You are to be congratulated."

Applause broke out from the other Wards; we were all wearing our dress uniforms, so that I couldn't grope Gallant in the way we both wanted me to when he hugged me. Still, he kissed me, and I kissed him back quite avidly.

"So how does it feel to be a bona-fide kick-ass hero?" asked Kid Win, moving up to give me a high-five.

"I dunno," I told him, then gave him a kiss. "Tell you when I get around to being one."

He squeezed my ass in the skin-tight costume. "Sure feels like a hero's ass to me."

"Want to watch it, or I might just give you a show," I purred. "How much room does that codpiece have, anyway?"

"Okay, fine, you win," he conceded; Vista giggled, grabbed me and kissed me again. I kissed her back; she was fun to kiss.

"So did you really give Shadow Stalker a sound job?" asked Clockblocker, squeezing my breast through my costume.

I sighed. "You're back on that again? Yes, I did. It served to distract her. Though she nearly broke out of it again, and did her best to stab me in the back with another arrow."

"But she came," Clockblocker pressed. "You caused someone to have an orgasm while in the middle of a fight with them. That's all kinds of badass."

I rolled my eyes. "The kind of badass that has people lining up to fight me, more like."

Gallant chuckled, and put his arm over my shoulders. Vista lined up on my other side, her arm around my waist. "Well, then," Gallant suggested. "Maybe you should explode more scrotums, as a way of suggesting that people not seek you out for a fight."

"Sure," I agreed. "Or if they just want to fuck, I can do that. Say we had a fight, and they got away after a terrible struggle."

"Hmm," Vista commented. "More orgasms, less bruises. I can live with that." She tightened her arm around my waist. "Don't forget the orgy tonight."

I grinned. "As if I would."

Aegis arrived just behind me; I felt his hand cup my ass cheek. "Did I hear your name connected with an orgy?"

I grinned and turned my head to kiss him. "You know you did."

He sighed. "I remember the one we had last night. That was … something."

"And we can have another one any night you want." I pushed my ass back against his hand. "You know that."

He grinned and squeezed my butt. "I know."

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**Monday Morning**

I pushed open the door to Velocity's hospital room, then stopped. "Wow," I murmured. "I _am_ impressed."

Panacea looked around from where she was watching the show on the bed with interest. "Oh, hi. I don't think we've met." She wore nothing but a pendant with a red cross on it.

I moved up beside her and kissed her; she responded with equal interest. "I'm Harmonic. I see Velocity's all better?"

The question was an understatement; Velocity had the candy-striper on the bed, wearing nothing but her provocative stockings. Her ankles were up on his shoulders, and he was steadily thrusting his swollen member deep between her arousal-slick labia, to her enthusiastic encouragement.

"Oh, you're the one who saved his life?" She gave me another look of interest. "Want to have a threesome, sometime?"

I tilted my head. "With you and your sister? That could be interesting. Do you really grow a cock on her?"

She grinned. "Oh yeah. If you want, I can grow one on you, too. I've never been double penetrated by two girls."

I raised an eyebrow. I had turned down the offer online, but to have it made to my face … "I have to admit, I'm intrigued. You can reverse it after?"

"Well, duh," she told me. "I'm _Panacea._ "

I nodded. "Oh. Right."

"Oh, and later on this year, we're both going to get pregnant," she added. "Want in on that?"

I blinked. "Who are the fathers going to be?"

"Well, Vicky for me, of course, and me for Vicky." Panacea giggled. "I'm so looking forward to it."

I thought about it, then shook my head. "I don't want kids for another couple of years. At least not until I've put enough away to take care of them. And then I think it'll be with Gallant."

She nodded. On the bed, Velocity had given the shuddering nurse another orgasm, and had turned her over for doggy-style.

"Wow," I observed. "He must have been really going without."

"I guess you could say that," I heard a voice from the doorway. I looked that way; standing there was a gorgeous blonde, wearing a gold tiara and nothing else. If I looked carefully, there were trickles of cum oozing from her shaven vaginal slit. She did have that look of 'I just had a great fuck' about her.

Panacea obviously noticed it as well. "Huh. You get lucky again?"

Glory Girl smiled as she strolled forward. "Oh yeah. A couple of those hunky doctors. If I ever get sick, I'm coming _here."_

Panacea rolled her eyes. "As if you'll get sick around me."

Glory Girl smirked. "I could pretend real good."

A teenager popped his head in the door. I noticed that he had bright blue hair, and a pendant that resembled a medieval shield on it. "Amy, have you seen – oh, there you are."

Glory Girl turned and grinned at him. "Yup, here I am. Looking for me?"

He entered the room, rolling his eyes. "Well, yeah. I'm getting a snack from the machine, and all of a sudden you're not there. For a while, I thought you'd ditched me to head home with Amy."

I frowned. "Oh, wait. You're Shielder, right?"

He nodded. "Yeah, that's me. Do I know you?"

Panacea spoke up. "Harmonic, meet my annoying younger cousin Eric, otherwise known as Shielder. Eric, meet Harmonic. She's the one who exploded Lung's nuts, so don't go getting ideas."

I raised my eyes to heaven. "God. Seriously. You explode _one_ supervillain's testicles _one_ time, and all of a sudden it's a thing."

Eric's eyes got really wide. "Holy shit. That was _you?"_

I nodded. "Yeah, that was me. Feel free to cringe in fear, I get that all the time from Clockblocker."

He shook his head. "No, wow, that was awesome. It's all over the PHO boards."

I nodded wearily. "Yeah. I saw."

He was fumbling something out of a wrist wallet. "Could you sign this? Like an autograph?"

I took it; it was a card for New Wave. Shrugging, I accepted the pen that he handed me, and signed it. Treating it like it was the holy grail, he stowed it away again.

I grinned a little self-consciously; I was used to the deprecatory humour that the other Wards used in fun; this hero-worship, from another hero, no less, was kind of … interesting.

Then he pulled something else out. "Could we … match Cards?" he ventured hopefully.

I grinned. I had half an hour to kill before Vista picked me up. He was fairly attractive, looked like a young, energetic type. And his penis showed promise.

"Sure," I agreed, and pulled out my own Card.

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I made Eric lie back on the bed while I kissed him; he'd wanted to get straight into the sex, but I wanted to make this last, make it special for him. Sure, he'd had sex before, probably even with Panacea, but he was so sweet, I wanted to give him memories that would last till … oh, next month.

When I had agreed to match Cards with Eric, I had suggested to Vicky and Panacea that I'd get Vista to drop him off. They had agreed and left, with Panacea reminding me about the threesome suggestion. Vicky also agreed to the idea, with the proviso that she got to have my ass at least once. I wasn't averse, so we parted ways on good terms.

Eric was trembling with arousal as I kissed and stroked my way down his body. His young prick was standing up rigidly; I knew damn well that if I let him put it in me now, he'd last about two and a quarter seconds. So I took him in my mouth, instead.

His eyes rolled back in his head, and he groaned loudly, as I tasted the salty precum; he was just seconds from blowing, so I went for broke and sucked hard, running my nails up the underside of his penis as I pulled my lips back.

He arched his back and grunted as he came; his cock jerked in my mouth, and I swallowed his cum. He was definitely young and virile; I had to swallow a couple of times before he was done. Semen isn't my favourite beverage, but some guys taste better than others. Eric's was more palatable than most.

Eric was slumped back, gasping. I kissed my way back up his body, finishing by slowly and luxuriantly kissing his lips. At the same time, I was leaning over the bed, fondling his now-flaccid penis.

"Oh god," he groaned. "Oh god. That was … wow. I've never had one like that."

"You'll have better ones," I promised. "Now, get off the bed. I want you to do the same for me."

He got off the bed, readily enough. I climbed up and lay back, my legs spread.

He was willing and eager, although woefully under-tutored in the matter of properly pleasing a woman. I wondered if his mother or sister had featured in his sex life; probably his sister Laserdream. They probably had sex furtively, just in case their parents heard.

I patiently showed him what to do, and he rapidly got the idea; pretty soon, I was gasping myself, and arching my back as he worked away at me with his tongue and lips and fingers. I came explosively, then looked down at him with proprietary pride.

"Wow, did I just do that?" he asked.

"You did indeed," I told him, pulling him up to me for a congratulatory kiss. "Now you know how, I expect you to do that for every girl you match Cards with."

"Oh, I will, I will," he enthused; I felt very much more mature than him, despite the fact that I was only a year or so older.

We lay side by side on the narrow hospital bed; I caressed his body and he caressed mine. It wasn't hard to get him back to full erection, and I held him close and kissed him while it pressed up against my belly.

"Do you want to be on top?" I breathed.

He nodded, convulsively. And so I spread my legs and let him climb on top.

He kissed me as he carefully pressed the head of his rampant erection against my soft, yielding entrance. I sighed as he slid into me; his attentions had assured that I was well and truly aroused. Tensing certain muscles, I clamped down on him; his eyes opened wide.

"Oh, god," he groaned. "Oh fuck, you're so tight."

I kissed him again. "Well, you're on top. You set the rhythm."

He started out slow, sliding in and out of me, sending shivers of pleasure darting through my loins. And then he speeded up, taking the time to lower his head to my breasts, sucking and nibbling at my nipples. I arched my back and groaned to show him how much I appreciated this.

When he sped up the tempo again, I thought the top of my head was going to lift off. I dug my nails into his back and bucked my hips up to meet him; his cock thrust into me deeper and deeper, harder and harder, all the time.

He had an expression of extreme concentration by this point, and sweat was running down his brow. I was more or less covered in it as well, and our bodies slid together in that ancient dance, as sensuously as Adam and Eve must have done it.

I came, abruptly, and spectacularly. My hand was down between my legs, and I rubbed hard at my clit, to give me a second climax, and a third. And Eric, that teenage sexual dynamo, just kept on going.

I had my legs wrapped around his waist, and he had, amazingly, increased the speed and power of his thrusting yet _again_ , when all of a sudden, he stiffened, and rammed his cock all the way into my slippery depths. I recognised the signs, and clenched down on him all the harder; he started cumming, and the feedback sent me into another climax.

I wasn't sure; I suspected that he actually came _more_ that time than when I gave him head, but it certainly felt as though he was filling me up. And he just kept on fucking me, thrusting his erection deep into my hot tight wetness, even as he spurted his semen into me.

Eventually, however, he had to stop, panting for breath, his balls drained of all cum for the moment. He slumped on top of me, holding me close. I leaned down a little – he was a few inches shorter than me – and kissed him tenderly.

"Oh god," he mumbled. "Oh god. Did I die and go to heaven?"

I chuckled fondly. "No, sweetie. We had heaven right here on earth."

He kissed me back. "Did I … was it good for you?"

I had to laugh; he sounded so anxious to please. "You were very good indeed, Eric."

"Oh," he managed. "Good. Wow. That was. Fuck. I've never. Had one. So good."

I sat up on the bed and swung my legs over the side. He moved to sit beside me.

"Well, Eric," I told him honestly, "that was really good. I enjoyed it, a lot."

He put his hand on my thigh. "Do you want to wait and try it again?"

I had to chuckle. "Wow, you really do bounce back fast. No, I've got to go home. I've got a friend who'll give us a lift. Maybe you could ask her if she wants to match Cards? You can show her what I taught you." _And I didn't even need to use my vibrations to make it your best yet,_ I thought complacently.

Though, to be honest, it was probably a good idea not to. I didn't want to ruin him for life from other women.

"Ooh," he murmured. "I think that might be cool."

I nodded. "Now, it might be a good idea if we went out front and waited for her. I think the hospital people want their bed back."

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As we walked out of the hospital, his hand found mine. I grasped it and squeezed gently.

"Thank you," he told me sincerely. "That was … I'll always remember it."

I smiled and kissed him. "Well, I might drop by sometime, and refresh our memories, if you want."

He kissed me back. "I think I'd like that."

_I think I might, too,_ I decided. _Eric's a sweet kid, and he'll make one hell of a lover, in years to come. I may as well contribute to his education._