Parley in the Park

"She did WHAT!?" Asher asked, putting a hand to his head as he leaned against the fridge.

"She kissed me," Priya sighed as she leaned back in the chair at the apartment's small kitchen table. "I thought she was trying to suck my tongue out. Oh, and this was before she left the ominous threat."

"The one where she gave you a week to break up with me?"

"Yup."

It had been a few hours since Priya's traumatizing experience on the roof of the building, where after being threatened by a villain, she'd been saved by Passion Princess—only to be then threatened by the hero herself. When Asher returned home from work, she told him everything that had transpired, leaving the young man visibly shaken as he realized just how deep the wayward love triangle in his life had gotten.

"I-I don't even know what to do," Asher muttered. "We are being harassed by the strongest superhero in the world. What do we even do about that?"

"Well I called the police to make a report," Priya explained. "The officer gave me a bunch of attitude over the phone but I convinced them to take it seriously."

"You did what? No, no that's not going to do anything," Asher lamented. "I went and spoke with a detective on my day off. He says that high-profile heroes usually get any crimes that they commit swept under the rug. With Passion Princess, it's worse. Not even the sleaziest of newspaper tabloids would risk running a story against her."

"Then what can we do?" the young woman cried in desperation. "That look she gave. I-I think that she might actually hurt me if I don't do what she says."

"This is because of me, it's me she wants," Asher groaned in frustration. "I need to end this, I'm going to go speak with her. Don't worry, I'll do it in a relatively public place."

"Are you insane!?" his girlfriend exclaimed. "Hell no! You stay your ass here!"

"We aren't safe here! She's beginning to break in on her own! Ever wondered what happened to your favorite red undies?"

"W-what the fuck…"

"Please, don't follow me," Asher begged as he texted her a phone number. "If you don't hear back from me in half an hour, then call this detective here. Tell him I'm in danger."

"Babe! Please, please be careful!" Priya begged.

Nodding with a weak smile, Asher left the apartment. Priya didn't want to let him go, but she was desperate after the day's events. Her boyfriend had a way with her words, so she had at least some confidence that he might be able to get through to the overpowered woman. In his previous encounters with Passion Princess, Asher had been somewhat passive towards her advances. He was on the warpath now that his partner was threatened. 

Pulling out of the parking lot, Asher drove down Main Street and crossed the Graveport drawbridge to get to the suburb district. Going on pure memory, he reached the upscale part of town and searched for a certain bistro. He'd never been inside the eatery, but what he was really trying to find was the small park across the street from it. Searching for 15 minute or so, he eventually found the restaurant and parked his car nearby. Walking to the patch of grass and trees amidst the urban sprawl, he made sure that there was at least a few people in the area, and seeing a few pedestrians on the sidewalks, he went ahead with his plan.

"Passion Princess!!" Asher yelled at the top of his lungs. "We need to talk!!"

A few distant citizens looked up at the presumably-crazed man, before continuing on their way. A cool breeze blew some leaves down from the autumn trees, and the ambience of honking horns and bustling traffic was carried out over the area. Suddenly, the ground shook as something landed right behind the young man.

"Asher, I'm flattered," Passion Princess sighed with wide, loving smile on her face a she put a hand to her large chest. "You actually remembered where I first told you that I liked you. This is so romantic, what's the occasion?"

"I figured that you were following me closely," Asher replied with a shudder. "L-look, Miss Princess, I really need to talk to you. What you've been doing to me and now my girlfriend? It's wrong. Whatever this is, it isn't cute, romantic, or any of that. It's stalking."

"My heart wants what it wants," the heroine replied as she stepped towards him, twirling her long hair with a finger. "Sorry if that bothers you. I just can't sit idle and watch as a man like you sells himself short. You deserve the best. You deserve me."

"A-and I'm flattered, and believe me, I am thankful for all the times that you've fought villains and saved the world from natural disasters," Asher continued. "But I don't want you in a romantic way. I love my girlfriend. I plan to marry her one day. So please, please let me go. Find a single guy, I'm sure you have a long list of guys to choose from."

"No," Passion Princess replied with a shrug.

"N-no?"

"Nope. I'm not going to let you go."

"But this isn't right, you're harassing us both now," Asher whimpered, his desperation increasing. "Please, Passion Princess, I'm begging you now. Leave us alone."

Falling to his knees, the young man even bowed his head, posturing himself in an attempt to appeal to the super powered woman. He had no idea just how much worse he'd made his situation. 

"U-ughhh, why did you have to kneel?" the heroine hissed in an almost-moan as she bit her lower lip. "F-fuck, I've been doing so good controlling myself."

Raising his head, Asher's blood turned to ice as he found Passion Princess's cold, blue eyes wide and staring at him hungrily. Panting, her breath coming out like steam, the towering woman quivered in her skin-tight blue costume, her knees trembling as she took another step towards the young man.

"When you're in such a submissive posture, with your pleading eyes looking at me like that," the heroine moaned. "It makes me want to do bad things to you."

"W-what?" Asher asked as he stood up. "W-wait, let's calm down for a second."

Asher gasped as Passion Princess grabbed a handful of his spiky black hair and roughly pushed his head towards her crotch. His cheek and nose pressing into the tight fabric, the young man whimpered as he felt a degree of wetness through it, and on top of that, took in the undeniable scent of the heroine's warm, wet womanhood. 

"Ughhh, see what you've done now, bad boy?" She gasped as she used her strength to push the trembling man's face against her pussy, before beginning to rub and grind it up and down across his nose and mouth. "This is your fault, take it in. Does the scent of my pussy make you hard? I bet it does. Get familiar with it, now!"

Struggling to breathe as he was smothered in the lovesick hero's crotch, Asher managed to slip out of her grasp by taking off the jacket that he'd worn out. Everything a blur, Asher took off running across the park, looking for the nearest sidewalk that had people on it. Fallen leaves were kicked up in a blast of wind as Passion Princess rapidly appeared in front of the fleeing man, before she lifted off and tackled him at full speed. Sliding across the grass, Asher whimpered as he was straddled by the powerful woman.

"Why are you playing so hard to get? Just let this happen!" the heroine moaned as she sat her large, heavy butt firmly on his pelvis while pinning his wrists to the ground with her hands. "Let it happen, just let it happen. I'll be gentle, no one will even know that we're here."

"No!! I don't want this!" Asher cried as he squirmed and struggled beneath her. "Please don't do this! I know that—MMPPHHHH!"

Asher was silenced as the woman on top of him kissed him deeply. Before she could make another move, however, the sound of police sirens sounded from nearby. Her eyes glowing blue as she looked up, Passion Princess watched as a familiar middle-aged cop exited his car and began to walk towards them.

"Whoa, I'm so, so sorry to interrupt your date, Passion Princess, but I need to borrow your boyfriend here," Clive Rand explained innocently, seemingly oblivious to the assault. "Mister Avril was part of a paramedic team that was helping our forensics unit piece together that poor fishing boat crew that Man Shark chewed up last week. His expertise has been invaluable. "

Her eyes still glowing blue, Passion Princess stared at the detective hard, her eye twitching as the both of them looked at each other.

"Again, I know this is a bad time as you two look like you were having fun, but it's important," the cop sighed with a shake of his head. "I promise I won't tell anyone about the PDA though, you kids. I wish I was young again sometimes."

"Y-yeah, let's continue this later on," Asher gulped nervously. "Let's not keep doing this…in front of a police officer, especially."

Her eyes returning to normal, Passion Princess sighed as she got up and brushed herself off.

"I'm thankful for the work of law enforcement, but man, you came at a bad time," the heroine complained with a stomp of her foot. "Asher, hun, I'm sorry if that was a little direct. I mean you started it anyway, so…"

"Right! I'll see you later, bye now!" Asher nodded to her with a smile as he followed Rand to his car.

Pouting, Passion Princess took off and disappeared high into the dusk sky.

"Are you okay, son?" the detective asked as the young man got in beside him. "Your girlfriend, your actual girlfriend, called me saying that you were going to talk to Passion Princess but hadn't gotten in touch with her for a while. Looks like I showed up in time."

"Yes, yes thank God," Asher cried as he wrapped an arm around the older cop. "Thank you, thank you so much. S-she jumped me, I mean I don't know what her plan was, but I think she was going to uh—try and have her way with me there and then. How did you find me?"

"Got a report that some lunatic was in the park yelling Passion Princess's name. You're lucky I was in the area," Clive chuckled. "But honestly, I thought she was about to kill me there for a second. She looked good and pissed at being interrupted. That's why I pretended that everything was consensual…even though it clearly wasn't."

"Fuck, what am I going to do?" the young man moaned as he sat back in the seat of the car. "She actually seems obsessed with me now. Talking to her is pointless, she simply refused to listen."

"How do you turn down the strongest woman who has ever lived?" the detective whistled. "I do not envy you, kid."