Lisa's Story

**Summary for the Chapter:**

> A flashback to explain why the Undersiders ambushed Harmonic.

>

> Note that this chapter contains semi-forced sex, and rape and murder in a Coil alternate. You have been warned.

**Just Before Taylor Joined the Wards**

It was a good day to be out and about on the Boardwalk. The sun was shining, seagulls were coasting the on-shore breeze, kids were eating ice-cream, and a teenage girl was being double-teamed by a couple of guys on a blanket down on the sand. One guy was fucking her doggy-style, while she sucked the other guy's cock.

Lisa slowed in her stroll; people were walking back and forth as if it wasn't happening, and indeed it was a not uncommon occurrence; she had already passed by two hetero couples … well, coupling, on the grass, and one homosexual pair. In the latter case, a mother and her son had been observing with interest, the woman pointing out to her son the specifics of what the men were doing. " … you see the importance of lube when you're doing anal?"

_The girl's tall but skinny … not over sixteen … no, fifteen. Intent expression. Not really into it. Forced? No, consensual. Doesn't know the men. She approached them. Just wants the release. Desperate for the release. Some sort of sex-related trauma in her recent past. Not rape. Something odd going on here._

She glanced around; no police officers were in view – public sex under the age of eighteen was, of course, a misdemeanour – so she leaned her elbows on the rail to watch and wait. She herself wore G-string and sandals; stripped down enough to be comfortable, but not an open invitation to sex.

All the same, it wasn't long before a man in his twenties turned up alongside her; a woman of about the same age leaned on the rail on the other side. Neither wore more than a pair of sandals.

"Hi," the woman greeted her, glancing at the action below. "You like threesomes?"

Politely, Lisa shook her head. "Not really into the group stuff, sorry," she demurred. "Just waiting for my friend to finish."

"Aww," the woman pouted. "And you've got _such_ a sexy ass, too."

_She wants to run her hands all over me. She's strongly into teenage girls. A very aggressive lover. Her boyfriend likes to watch. He's into anal. I could take him. They're both into bondage. I could close my eyes and pretend -_

She broke the thought off. "Sorry. Maybe another time."

The woman lingered; she wanted to touch her, Lisa knew. But one of the paradoxical mores of the free-sex society was that where nakedness meant that almost any touch could be sexual in nature, touching without explicit permission was frowned upon. 'Look, but don't touch' was very much the order of the day.

Lisa sighed. "You can kiss me but that's it. No more."

A moment later, she was in the woman's arms. The woman was _very_ good at kissing, and Lisa found herself becoming aroused, almost despite herself. _Perhaps if I -_

But no. The girl down on the sand was almost done. The guy behind her was grunting as his belly slapped into her ass, over and over again, driving his cock into her clinging pussy. The other man had already finished; there was come on her face and in her hair. Once this one came inside her, she would wander off, probably to beg sex off of some other stranger. Perhaps even off these two.

_We could make it a foursome._ But again, no. Whatever this girl's underlying problem was, she wanted to talk to her about it first.

She decided to reward the woman for her amazing kisses, and stroked her clitoris very gently, in just the right way. The woman gasped and shuddered against her; when they disengaged, she had a heavy-lidded look to her eyes. "What did you _do?"_ she breathed.

Lisa tilted her head and smiled. "Just got lucky, I guess."

"Come home with us?" The desire was strong in the air. "Please?" The woman was already, unconsciously, stroking her boyfriend's penis. It was rising hard and stiff into the air.

"Sorry." Lisa shook her head, and turned back to watch the girl. She was just in time; the man was pulling out, offering his cock for her to lick clean. She did so in a perfunctory manner, then got up. The man put his hand on her shoulder; Lisa knew that he was offering her the same deal as she had been offered by the couple. She could go home with the two of them, and they'd keep having sex there. She shook her head and turned away. _No thanks. She doesn't want a long term relationship. She doesn't know or even like him; it was just the sex. And the sex wasn't that great either._

Gasps and moans beside her alerted her to the fact that the couple had begun without her; she was braced up against the rail, and he was sliding his cock into her pussy from behind. He was good at it too; she groaned as he teased her body. _He'll fuck her through a couple of orgasms, then he'll put it in her ass._

"Have a good fuck," she told them, then turned away to head along the Boardwalk; the girl was moving toward the stairs that would bring her up to Lisa's level. Behind her, the men settled down to lie side by side on the large towel. One began to suck the other man's penis. _Bisexual couple, couldn't believe their luck when a teenage girl offered to let them fuck her._

_Oh well, good luck to them._

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"Hi, I'm Lisa."

The tall teenage girl – long dark curly hair, long serious face, round glasses, barely A-cup breasts, smears of semen between her thighs and globbed on to her face – paused at the top of the steps and looked at her incuriously. "Sorry, not really into girls." _That's a lie, she wanted to be with one girl, but was rejected? Betrayed? Serious emotional trauma, right there. Trying to fill it up with sex. Like a junkie trying to get that one big fix._

"That's great, nor am I." Lisa kept her voice bright, her expression sunny. "I was watching you with those two, and thought I'd say hi. I take it you're into the casual?"

"I guess." The girl started walking down the Boardwalk; Lisa matched her pace. "You want something?"

"Actually, I was wondering what it was like, just doing it casual." Lisa shrugged. "I can't really have sex very much. I get the urges, I just can't follow through." _Except with Brian, which still leaves me tender for days after, even when he's careful._

Finally, she had captured the girl's attention. "Wow, that must suck."

Lisa rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it."

A slim hand was offered. "Taylor."

She shook it. "Lisa, like I said." Leaning in, they kissed; Taylor was aiming for the cheek, but Lisa steered it to full lip contact. She gave it a bit of tongue, and Taylor responded briefly. _Nice._

They separated; Taylor tilted her head slightly, quizzically. "Not into girls, huh?"

Lisa grinned. "No, but I like a good kiss. Hey, you want ice-cream?"

"Sure, if you're buying. Hang on, just wait a second. Hold my glasses?"

"Sure," agreed Lisa, accepting them from her. The tall brunette moved over to one of the beach showers that dotted the Boardwalk and turned on the spray. Stepping under it, she washed the semen from between her thighs and off of her face, then examined her vagina as closely as she could from that point of view.

"It's a bit red," Lisa supplied helpfully, "but not too bad."

"Thanks." Taylor let the shower turn off, and squeezed handfuls of water from her hair. "He was a bit rough, but not too bad. They wanted to double penetrate, but I don't do anal except with close friends."

_And she doesn't have any close friends. She's done anal a few times and doesn't mind it, but prefers vaginal._

"I've never had anal." Lisa let a trace of wistfulness seep into her voice. "What's it like?"

Taylor shrugged. "A little bit of an acquired taste. But it can be really good, with the right partner." She frowned. "Not even with a training dildo?"

A shrug. "Kind of awkward, even with lube. Especially if you're not really sure what you're doing."

"Ah. Mom showed me how, before she -" _Died. Accident. Taylor was in her early teens. Just a couple of years ago. Ouch._ " - passed."

Lisa put her hand on Taylor's arm. "Sorry. Ice cream?"

Taylor's smile was brave, but Lisa could see the sadness, the depression, behind it. _There's more going on here._ "Sure."

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They sat on a bench, looking out at the ocean. Taylor had chocolate ice cream. _She gets a guilty pleasure from eating anything with chocolate. She thinks it'll make her fat. It won't. But she eats it anyway, and punishes herself with the feeling of guilt. Because she thinks there's something wrong with her. Because she craves sex. She wasn't always like this. It has to do with the traumatic event._

"Why can't you follow through?" asked Taylor abruptly. "With sex, I mean. If you don't mind me asking."

Lisa nibbled at her raspberry swirl. "It's not a medical condition, if that's what you're wondering," she replied, and Taylor jerked her gaze almost guiltily from Lisa's crotch. "It's a psychological one. I have trouble getting into it. Nearly anything can distract me." A shrug. "And besides, I've got to be totally at ease with whoever I'm with. Really got to be able to trust them. I don't know many people like that."

"Damn," muttered Taylor. "That has to suck. I don't know how I'd get through the week without a few good orgasms."

"I get by," Lisa replied. "I can masturbate, but … "

" … but it's like drinking warm tap water when you could be having an ice-cold fruit juice or a hot cup of cocoa," Taylor finished. She peered at Lisa sideways. "And you've never had anal? Really?"

Lisa finished off the ice cream and crunched up the cone. "Really." She knew what was coming next.

"Want to find out what it's like?"

Feigning surprise, Lisa stared at Taylor. "What?"

Taylor stood up. "I said, want to find out what it's like to have anal sex?"

Standing up, Lisa let hesitation creep into her voice. "I – I'm not sure."

"Relax." Taylor smiled at her. "It'll be fine. I bet you'll love it." She captured Lisa's hand and tugged on it.

Lisa allowed her to be towed along. "Where are we going?"

"Home," Taylor told her over her shoulder. "Dad was going to be out all day, so we'll have the place to ourselves."

" … wait. You're inviting me back to your place to have anal sex with me?"

Taylor stopped. "If you don't want to go, you don't have to. I just thought you were curious."

After a carefully calculated pause, Lisa raised her eyes to Taylor's. "I am curious, yeah." She raised her chin. "Let's go do this."

Taylor smiled.

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"This … is … very … weird."

Taylor, her body sheened with sweat, paused in her regular thrusting movements. The strap-on dildo, half-buried between Lisa's buttocks, slowed to a stop. "What is? The fact that we're fucking so soon after we met?"

Lisa bent over Taylor's bed with her head wrapped in a towel, snorted. "Fuck, no. It took you forty-five minutes to talk me into letting you put that thing in my butt. No, it just feels weird, what you're doing. It feels like it should go in my pussy."

"Is it painful?"

"No. You lubed it up really well. It just feels odd."

Taylor began to thrust again, stroking the plastic phallus in and out of Lisa's receptive asshole. "I can rub your clit if you want. I haven't done this side of things for a really long time."

"Yeah, please, rub it if you can?" asked Lisa; she felt the touches on her vagina, then the spikes of pleasure as Taylor began to rub her sensitive nub. _She's really unpractised with girls. But she likes me as a person, and wanted to see if I was interested in becoming her lover. She wants me to fuck her when we're finished. She wants to be tied down, but she also wants to be in control. This is part of what's got her unhappy, and unsatisfied._

Taylor decided to increase the tempo; the sensation of it pumping in and out of her butt was actually somewhat pleasurable, as was the feeling of Taylor working to stimulate her clitoris. _Alec could do this so much better, but then, he knows the nervous system like nobody else on earth. The trouble with fucking Alec is that then I'd be ruined for everyone, ever again._

She began to hump back at the invading dildo with short grunts of simulated pleasure, gasping louder and louder as Taylor fucked her ass harder and harder. She was actually doing a good job, but not enough to get Lisa off, not with all the other information that was spilling in on her, even without the towel wrapped around her eyes and ears.

"Oh! Oh yes! Taylor! Oh yes!" she cried, arching her back in the most convincing simulation of a climax that she could manage. It seemed to fool the tall brunette, for after Lisa slumped down on to the bed, she lay down beside her.

"So how was it?" Taylor murmured, pulling the towel from Lisa's head and kissing her gently on the lips. "You seemed to enjoy it at the end there."

"It was enjoyable," Lisa allowed. "Don't think I'll make a habit of it, though. I know you were careful, but my ass is a little bit on fire, right now."

"Yeah, you get used to that," giggled Taylor. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I need to use the bathroom," Lisa told her frankly. "I'll be back shortly."

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In the bathroom, she inspected herself in the mirror; her anus was a little reddened, but she already knew that Taylor's care had ensured that she had an event-free loss of her anal virginity. She peed, wiped herself, then returned to the bedroom. Taylor had removed the strap-on and was cleaning it down with a handful of wet-wipes.

"Did you want to have a return engagement in my pussy?" asked Lisa. "Because I guess I wouldn't be unwilling. That would be a first for me too; I mean, having a girl do it to me that way."

Taylor smiled and handed the strap-on to her. "Nope," she replied. "I was hoping that you'd want to do me instead."

"What, you want me to put it in your ass?" Lisa asked, pretending surprise. "I thought you reserved that for close friends."

Taylor leaned in and kissed her. This time there was no hesitation; the kiss landed on Lisa's lips, and the tongue was unmistakeable. "Well, I've already fucked you in the ass," she murmured. "How close did you want to be?"

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Lisa grasped Taylor's hips and thrust firmly between her buttocks, the way she knew Taylor wanted it. In front of her, Taylor gasped and moaned and clawed at the bedclothes. She arched her back when Lisa reached under her and rubbed her clit hard, and let out a little _yip_ when Lisa smacked her straining buttocks.

Flesh smacked against sweaty flesh as Lisa steadily fucked Taylor into a daze of orgasmic pleasure. It was fun in a weird way, knowing that what she was doing was improving Taylor's day; watching Taylor cum around the plastic cock was a memory that she'd come back to, when she was masturbating alone at night.

After Taylor's third orgasm, Lisa decided to have mercy, and slowly pulled the strap-on out of Taylor's well-fucked butt. Taylor slowly subsided on to the bed with a long, satiated groan, while Lisa removed the strap-on and joined her.

"So did I do okay?" asked Lisa, brushing Taylor's hair back from her forehead.

"Oh god," groaned Taylor. "I've _never_ been ass-fucked that good before." She paused. "Okay. Once. But that was a special case."

Lisa's eyebrows rose. "Really?" _Oh. It was her dad. She teased him into it. She enjoyed it, a lot._

"Uh huh," panted Taylor. "Really. But only once, ever. That was … that was world-class. You say you've never done this before?"

Lisa leaned in and kissed Taylor on the forehead. "Nope. First time. I guess I was just making it up as I go along."

"Wow," Taylor told her. "Just wow. You think we could do this again sometime? Because that was awesome." She pushed herself up on one elbow. "I can fuck your ass again, if you want."

"No, I'm good," demurred Lisa. "I'm not really into anal, I guess. But next time around, we can try my pussy, if you want." She rested her hand on Taylor's waist. "And sure, I can try to see if today was a fluke or not."

Taylor pulled her close and kissed her, a little harder. _For someone who's not really into girls, she's certainly getting some practice kissing me._ Lisa responded, holding Taylor close.

And then, in Lisa's discarded ankle-holder, her phone went off.

"Dammit," she muttered as she let go of Taylor and rolled off the bed. Retrieving the phone, she answered the call.

"Yeah, boss? Right, yeah, I can be there in sixty. Okay, see you soon."

Shutting down the phone, she turned back to Taylor. "Sorry. Work calls, even on a Saturday."

"Wow," Taylor responded. "Your boss must be a real hardass."

Lisa rolled her eyes as she put one foot up on the bed, to strap on the ankle holder. "You have _no_ idea."

"I'd like to get together again." Taylor's hand caressed Lisa's calf. "This was fun, today. On the Boardwalk and here too."

Lisa covered Taylor's hand with hers. "I had fun too. And I found out what anal was like, so thanks." She put her foot down, then located her G-string and stepped into it. After that came her sandals, and she was dressed.

Together with Taylor, who was dressed as she had been on the Boardwalk – sandals, glasses and wrist wallet – she went downstairs. "Which way's the bus stop?"

"Two blocks that way," Taylor told her. "I'll walk you."

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They strolled in that direction, taking their time; Lisa had deliberately overestimated how long it would take to get to Coil's base, by a good fifty percent. She admired how the sun shone on Taylor's long dark curls.

"I'm glad I met you today, Lisa," Taylor told her at last. "Were you actually picking me up for sex? Because I really don't mind if you were."

Lisa chuckled and shook her head. "No, I just thought you looked interesting."

"Interesting?" Taylor frowned. "I had a cock in my mouth and another in my pussy. How is that interesting?"

"I have no idea." Lisa shrugged to emphasise her point. "But it turned out okay. I got to find out what anal was like with someone I trusted."

"And I got to have a mind-blowing fuck with my new best friend," Taylor replied with a grin. "And you kiss pretty nice, too."

"So do you." Lisa leaned in, and Taylor responded. The kiss was long and mutually satisfying; lips on warm lips, and tongues duelling sensuously within. When it was over, Lisa felt her head spinning slightly, and she wondered if she shouldn't have kissed Taylor some more before starting the sex session; she may have even managed to climax for real.

"Whew." Taylor sat down on the bus stop seat, as if her knees had given way. "Damn. I'm starting to re-evaluate how I feel about girls."

"Me too." Lisa sat beside her. "I don't know all that many, but they're not like you. I _told_ you that you were interesting."

Taylor ducked her head, blushing. "I'm not all that. I'm no-one special."

_Wow, fucked-up self-esteem much? She's been hammered down by someone. Someone who hurt her. Someone who did whatever it was to her. The reason she wants, needs, desires sex._

_Fuck, I wish I had more time to spend with her. Maybe I could get to the bottom of this._

But the bus was even now pulling up at the stop. Standing up, she gave Taylor a quick kiss. "I'll see you again soon."

Taylor hugged her tightly. "Sooner the better."

Lisa climbed on to the bus; no sooner had she found her seat than the doors hissed closed and the bus started moving off. But then she realised that Taylor was running alongside the bus, shouting something.

_Oh crap, I never gave her my number._

Sliding the window open, she called back to Taylor, "I'll contact you!"

It was the best she could do for the moment.

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"Boss."

The diorama of Brockton Bay was, Lisa thought, an unnecessarily dramatic touch. It was accurate, her power told her, down to the placements of every tiny street-light. The figure of Coil brooding over it, bathed from below by the dim light emitted by all the minuscule LEDs emplaced in the diorama, was entirely too pretentious. She had to restrain herself from smirking at the thought; Coil did not take kindly to anything he perceived as a threat to his authority or dignity.

He turned to face her as she entered. Like her, he was stripped down so as to get the maximum possible use of his powers, although she had yet to figure out exactly what those were. His only adornments were a domino mask, military boots, and a snake outlined in white body paint, curling up his leg and body to rest its head on his shoulder.

"Tattletale," he greeted her. "You're prompt. I like that."

The words meant nothing; he could have recited the day's headlines and meant it more. Behind the mask, his eyes were roaming over her body, as they did each time she had a 'private meeting' with him. _He just called me here to fuck. Why am I not surprised?_

"Yeah, well, here I am," she replied, resigning herself to the inevitable.

Moving over to her, he leaned down to kiss her; she responded, running her hands over his body in imitation of his groping of hers. She gasped as he squeezed her breasts, tweaking her nipples, then ran a hand between her thighs. She was wet there, or at least lubricated; it hadn't been hard to guess what he wanted with her.

Putting his hands on her waist, he lifted her on to the edge of the diorama table, the part where the Bay intruded on the city. Obligingly, she spread her legs as he stepped up to her. Lying back, she felt him press into her, relaxing as much as she was able. It wasn't exactly _painful_ , but … _I enjoyed it more when Taylor was fucking me in the ass._

With her legs raised and spread, she was totally open to him, and he took full advantage of it. His long skinny penis slid into her, over and over again, and she made sure to give him the appropriate sound effects. "Oh … yes, please … oh … god, yes … fuck me … "

It was odd, she realised part way through. When she had faked it with Taylor, she felt guilty, but pleased that Taylor had been happy to have given her a 'climax'. With Coil, she had no problem with faking the climax, but she felt dirty about making him think that he controlled her body to that extent.

With the rhythmic clenching of her vaginal muscles, she felt him coming to the boil rather quickly. _Thank fuck for that. Sex, I don't mind. Sex with the one man I despise over all else … yeah, that I can do without._

She gave him the same basic faked orgasm that she had with Taylor; she had to act more for him, because although the sensation of his penis within her vagina was more to her liking, she was in no way blocked off from any stimuli. To even get close to climaxing would have required a lot more effort on his part than he was giving her.

With a final ragged shout, he rammed himself deep inside her body, to a well-concealed wince from her, and released his semen inside her belly. She felt the hot jets and resisted the urge to cringe. _To have any part of his DNA inside me … I need to wash myself out, and soon._

"Wow, Boss, that was the best yet," she panted. "I really needed that."

He allowed himself a tight smile as he pulled out of her. "As did I, Tattletale. As did I." He began walking around the perimeter of the diorama, giving her time to sit up and slide off of the table. "I'll be needing the services of the Undersiders sometime in the next week. Keep yourselves ready and available. _"_

She followed him around, and looked at the area he was indicating. "Okay, sure. Am I allowed to know why?"

"Loose lips, and all that," he cautioned her. "I'll tell you more when the time comes." His hand caressed her buttocks, sending a chill up her back. "You will be contacted in due course."

She made sure to give him a sultry look. "Sure thing, boss." Her saunter was calculated to look unhurried, but got her out of his sight just as soon as she could manage.

_At least he's reasonably gentle about it._

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_Coil grinned savagely as he rammed his cock brutally into Tattletale's bleeding asshole. She choked audibly, trying to cry out in pain, as his hands squeezed her throat. In this timeline, he had lasted much longer than in the one where he had straight vanilla sex with her, and it was far more enjoyable. Her hands fluttered at his wrists, trying to pull them free of her throat, but he was too strong, and she couldn't breathe any more._

_As he watched the last of the life flee her body, her face empurpling and her tongue protruding from between her lips, he came inside her, again and again._

_He savoured the moment of sheer atavistic pleasure, and then he collapsed that timeline._

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**Just After Taylor Joined the Wards**

_A dozen naked teenagers faced each other across a rainy street, outside the Brockton Bay Central Bank. Above, Glory Girl cradled Panacea in her arms as they traded kisses and watched the show._

" _Aren't you going to go down there and help?" asked Panacea idly, caressing Vicky in a most indecent fashion._

" _Why bother?" Vicky responded. "They've got no Brutes worth my while."_

" _There **are** those big dog things," Amy pointed out._

" _Dog drool, yuck," shuddered Vicky. "Nah, the Wards have got them outnumbered, without me. Even if they've got Circus on their side."_

" _Now **that's** what I call a sexy butt," purred Amy. "Second to yours, of course," she added, after just enough of a pause to allow Vicky's eyes to widen in mock outrage. "I'd take a walk on the wild side to get a taste of that."_

" _I'd come along, just so I can get photos," Vicky suggested. "Mom and Dad would love that."_

" _I had a threesome with them the other day," Amy informed her. "Has Dad fucked you yet?"_

_Vicky hooded her eyes. "No, but I live in hope," she murmured. "What's going on? Has anything happened?"_

" _No, they're still talking."_

" _Huh. Well, you know, there's a nice flat roof over there. What do you say we take some private time?"_

_Amy smiled and wrapped her arms around her sister's neck. After bestowing upon her an extremely deep and meaningful kiss, she breathed, "My thoughts exactly … "_

_Even as Vicky flew her over to the roof of the bank, Amy was growing a penis on the blonde. After all, she could watch just as well over the edge of the roof, with Vicky behind her. Very **definitely** behind her. Braced up against the parapet, she felt Vicky's hands on her back, her buttocks. Felt the thick head of the brand-new penis pressing against her tightest hole._

" _Ooh, Vicky," she groaned. "You want my ass?"_

" _You know I do," was the growled answer; the hands on her hips pulled her back almost roughly. She felt the head pop inside of her and she bit her lip to avoid crying out._

" _Oh, Vicky," she panted, even as she caused skin mites to produce more and more lube in the area of her tightly-stretched anus. "Be gentle with me."_

_**I don't want you to be gentle.**_

_Vicky, via long association with her sister, heard both messages, and heeded just one._

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A thin, high cry of pleasure drifted down from above. Circus smirked; no-one else reacted.

"So tell me, Aegis," called out Tattletale. "why did you find it so necessary to bring out the big guns? And do you think it'll make a difference?"

Aegis folded his arms. "Better give it up, Tattletale. We've got you outnumbered and out-powered."

"Yeah, but I'm still smarter than any three of you," Tattletale taunted him. "How about it, Gallant? Ready to match wits with me again?"

"This isn't a game, Tattletale," Gallant admonished her. "You could have hurt people in there."

"Not a hair on their pretty little heads," Lisa retorted. "Ask 'em. The worst we did was cover them in Grue's darkness, which I'm told the Surgeon General recommends for glowing, healthy skin." She paused. "Talking about pretty little heads, where's your newest member?"

"What do you know about our newest member?" asked Aegis.

"Quite a bit, actually," Lisa told him. "Tall, skinny, uses vibrations. Her name's Harmonic, right?"

"You leave Harmonic out of this!" shouted Vista.

One of Lisa's eyebrows hitched up very slightly at that. _Well, well. Interesting reaction to the mention of a new member. She likes Harmonic. She's protective of her. Why?_

"Maybe I will, and maybe I won't," Lisa replied teasingly. "I might even show up one day and recruit her. Steal her from under you."

Vista's voice was even shriller. "I said _leave her alone!"_

_Whoof. She's **really** protective. Attracted to Harmonic. It's a sexual thing. Wow, and I had her pegged as straight. She is, but Harmonic's that good. Shit, Gallant's also in on it. Who else?_

"Vista." Aegis' voice was firm. "Cease engaging with Tattletale. She's baiting you."

_Aegis. He's fucking Harmonic too._ She saw flickers of eye movement. _Christ, everyone in the Wards has had sex with her, and they're willing to fight to protect her from me. How good **is** she in bed?_

_Aegis' body language just changed. He's not willing to just talk any more. He's going to make a move._

"Ready," she murmured. "Like we planned."

"Ready," replied Grue.

"Yo, yo," Circus responded whimsically.

Neither Regent nor Bitch had the chance to also respond, because at that moment, the Wards attacked. The Undersiders reacted, and the battle commenced.

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The last of the darkness dispersed, and Lisa and Rachel were left standing on the pavement with Brutus. The dog was once more a normal size for a dog; Rachel knelt and buckled a collar around his neck before any of the people standing around noticed anything wrong.

"Where did Angelica go?" Lisa asked in an undertone. She didn't worry about being recognised; her mask was in her wrist wallet, the eye makeup wiped away, and her hair was neatly braided. She was just one more mostly-naked teenage girl in a city full of them.

"Where I told her to go," Rachel replied, sounding mildly annoyed. Lisa took no real notice; annoyance was Rachel's ground state. "She'll be waiting for us near the base."

"Good," noted Lisa. "Just by the way, I think we need to talk about putting saddles on the dogs," She was careful not to limp, even though no-one was really going to pay much attention to a teenage girl walking carefully due to chafing between the legs. On the other hand, riding as far and fast as they had just done was not something she wanted to repeat in a hurry. Especially without anything to protect her pussy and ass.

"Why?" asked Rachel bluntly.

"Because I'm _chafed_ ," Lisa pointed out.

"So wear something to protect you."

"But that blunts my powers."

"So make up your mind what you want and stop bothering me."

Rachel turned away; Lisa looked hard at her ass. The skin there and between her thighs was like leather. _She must have been toughening up since she got her powers. No wonder she doesn't care._

"Alec better be up for a fuck when we get back," muttered the auburn-haired girl. "I got an itch in my snatch that needs scratching."

Rachel would get her fuck, Lisa had no doubt. She could be very ... forceful ... in the matter. Not that Alec would complain; he liked his sex strings-free and relatively frequent, which was the same way Rachel liked it. Lisa didn't care either way, so long as they didn't get in the way of her watching TV.

_This was actually a pretty good day. I might call up Taylor, see if she wants to take in a movie or a meal. Or see if she wants to fuck or something. She seems to enjoy it, and I don't mind. And I might find out more about what hurt her so badly._

_**If** I had her number. Crap._

_What if I went to her house?_

_No, her dad might think I'm a creeper._

_I think I'll head down the Boardwalk tomorrow afternoon, see if she's there._

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"Taylor, hey."

The tall brunette spun around, her face lighting up. "Lisa!" Beside her, the petite blonde, wearing shorts and a singlet top, turned as well.

Lisa and Taylor came together for a hug and kiss; Lisa felt Taylor's hands caressing her ass.

"So how did you know I was going to be on the Boardwalk?" asked Taylor, after they separated. As she spoke, the petite blonde grabbed her hand and held it tightly, almost possessively.

"Oh, I come down here most every day," Lisa lied easily. "If I didn't catch up with you, I would've come to your house." She looked curiously at the blonde. "I don't think we've met."

"Oh, sorry." Taylor put her arm around the blonde's shoulders; the girl snuggled into her. "This is Missy. Missy, this is Lisa. She's pretty good with a strap-on, if you're interested."

"Nice to meet you, Missy," Lisa responded.

"Same to you, Lisa." The blonde's tone was polite, and her expression friendly, but her body language shouted _I am so in lust with this girl._ "That's nice to know. I'll keep it in mind."

Lisa blinked, as a whole lot of pieces fell into place at once. Even wearing clothes, the posture was unmistakeable.

_Missy is Vista. Taylor is fucking her. They've only been fucking for a short time. They're both hetero-inclined, but they're making an exception for each other. Taylor is the one that Vista was being protective about, and Taylor's just as protective about her. Taylor is Harmonic. She fucked Vista so well this morning that she couldn't walk for half an hour. Harmonic has vibration powers. She uses her powers to enhance the sexual experience._

_Missy's young,_ Lisa gauged. _I doubt she's had her Age Card more than a month or two_. She would have had relatively few sexual experiences at this point in her life, and so her first partners of either gender would be very special to her. _Taylor was her first girl._ As she got older, she would realise that jealousy had no part in a sexual relationship; if someone was willing to share their body with you, then it didn't matter what else they did with whom. _As it is, she's kinda cute. Like a kitten snarling and baring its little claws._

"Well, anyway, I've got to get going," Lisa told them; she wanted to go and think about what she had learned.

"Not so fast," Taylor told her. Pulling Lisa to her, she shared another lingering kiss. "Also, phone number. You ran off last time without giving it to me."

"I kinda did," Lisa admitted. "Got a pen and paper?"

Taylor nodded and pulled both items from her pouch belt. She jotted down the number that Lisa gave her, then recited what Lisa recognised as a landline number. _Taylor and her father don't use mobiles. Connected to the accident that killed her mother?_

"I'll see you around," Taylor told her. "Maybe you and me and Missy and a couple of the guys could have a sleepover some night?"

Lisa blinked. _Did Taylor just invite me for an orgy with the Wards? That could be interesting. But what I want to know is, how good she really is in bed. She's certainly a lot more self-confident, and she doesn't have that air of sexual desperation that she had before. Missy must be good for her. From the look on Missy's face every time she looks at Taylor, Taylor's good for her too._

"Sounds like it could be fun," she temporised. "Let me know the next time you're having one."

"Will do." Taylor kissed her once more, then took Missy's hand and strolled off. Lisa watched them go; there was definitely a bump and a grind in Taylor's step that hadn't been there before.

_Whatever she's got, I want to try out._

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_Kenta stretched out on the lay-z-boy and groaned. Small wonder; the tip of his rigidly erect penis was being delicately nibbled upon by none other than Bakuda. Naked, her body was as magnificent as the effects of her bombs; he trusted that she wasn't bringing any of those to this particular private party. Long dark hair, with brightly coloured electrical cabling woven into it on one side of her head, hung down and almost obscured her gently bobbing breasts. Both breasts and hair gently brushed his thighs as she gradually moved her lips farther down his powerfully throbbing shaft._

" _Bakuda," he rumbled, "keep doing just that."_

_She made some indecipherable noise, not bothering to remove her lips from his rampant manhood, and continued to suckle upon him as if her life depended upon it. He relaxed, feeling the heat rising in his loins. She and he had been fucking since almost the first day that she had entered his employ, and he had never regretted it. Of course, he had refrained from seeking out other female companionship since that date as well; he was formidable, but true wisdom lay in not enraging someone who built bombs capable of twisting the very fabric of space-time._

_She made another sound, deep in her throat, and her lips twitched on his erection. He slitted his eyes open, and realised the reason for her reaction. Behind her, bereft even of his demon mask, was Oni Lee, the third parahuman member of the ABB. Lee's hands were running all over Bakuda's out-thrust buttocks, caressing and groping her most lewdly. Kenta tensed; if she reacted badly now, he may well be within the blast radius of whatever ordnance she used to chastise Lee with._

_But she did not appear to be reacting badly. In fact, she was making very pleased noises in her throat, all the while driving Kenta to near-distraction with her lips and tongue. Oni Lee was kneeling behind her, holding her hips; it seemed that he was thrusting into Bakuda from behind._

_This posed a problem. Oni Lee was Lung's subordinate; to allow Lee to be the first to penetrate Bakuda's incomparable vagina would be to knuckle under him, to allow him pre-eminence in the threesome. But it seemed to be a done deal; from the slapping sound of flesh on flesh, and the grunting noises audible from Lee, he was indeed fucking her from behind._

_**Kenta does not accept sloppy seconds.**_

" _Bakuda, stop sucking," he growled. "Lee, lie down so that Bakuda may ride you from above."_

_Both of them looked at him, uncomprehending for just a moment, and then they hastened to obey. Lee pulled out of Bakuda and lay down, allowing her to impale herself upon his rigid shaft. Slowly, then more and more quickly, she began to work herself back and forth, grinding down upon Oni Lee's rampant manhood._

_Kenta did not waste time; he rose from the lay-z-boy and rummaged through a drawer. Upon finding what he needed, he knelt astride Lee's legs, behind Bakuda. She gasped as he began to massage the lube into her perfect Asian ass._

" _Oh, Kenta," she murmured, pushing back at his invading fingers. "I never knew you wanted me this way. I always thought my ass was below you."_

" _Lung takes what Lung wants," he grunted, pushing the head of his penis at her tightest hole. She cried out, but softly, as he penetrated her. Deeper and deeper he pushed into her yielding orifice, feeling the heat around his invading shaft that almost matched his own._

" _Oh, yes!" she cried as he took her from behind. "Conquer me, Lung! Conquer my virgin ass!"_

_Of that he had his doubts – she had been fucking Oni Lee almost as long as Kenta had been bedding her – but he chose to believe her. It made the sex even better._

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Lisa climbed the last of the steps to the loft area of the Undersiders' base. As she entered the living area, she could hear grunts and moans and the squeak of bedsprings through the wall. _Rachel and Alec. As if I even needed my power to figure that one out._

Brian was leaning back on the sofa, naked as usual, his oversized endowment lying across one thigh. Lisa always felt a tiny flutter in her heart, every time she saw it; it looked far too large to ever fit into a girl's vagina. But she could fit it into herself, if only just barely. This required her to be as aroused as she could get, and for him to be careful, but they could manage it. Whatever bondage gear he wanted her to wear at the time, and his own darkness, completed the requirements. It had taken her some time to convince him to try, but convince him she had. Despite the fact that she wasn't particularly attracted to him, or vice versa, it was a welcome release for the both of them, and so they had continued the practise.

"Oh, hey," he greeted her. "Meet your ass-buddy again?"

She grinned. "Yeah, but no sex this time. She had a friend. Looks like she's into girls after all."

"Huh." As she sat down beside him, he leaned across and kissed her casually; she responded by putting her hand on his thick penis. If he wanted to fuck, they'd fuck. "Oh hey, you know that Harmonic chick? The new Ward?"

That got her attention. "Yeah?"

"She's gonna be at the Weymouth Mall tomorrow. Big public appearance. Meet and greet the public."

Lisa sat up. "Really?"

He nodded. "Really. What's your deal with this chick, anyway? The Wards got another member; so what?"

She wasn't quite sure why she had held back the information that she had. Or why wasn't telling him the data she had gleaned from the meeting on the Boardwalk. "Oh, nothing. Just something I want to look into."

Raising herself up, she swung over on

to his lap. Her bare breasts brushed his equally bare chest as she leaned close to him. "Got your straps and buckles ready?" she asked throatily.

Under her, between her buttocks, she felt his thick cock begin to stir. "Oh, yeah."

Gathering her into his arms – which elicited a muted squeal – he picked her up bodily and carried her to his room. She did not resist as he strapped the restraints on her; the warm leather and cold metal felt familiar, as if she were coming home. The small vibrator he inserted into her ass was new, and sent pleasant sensations through her groin. Finally, with her only able to move in certain ways, he held up a ball gag. "Yes or no?" he asked.

She lowered her eyes, knowing which answer he wanted. "Yes," she whispered submissively.

As he strapped it on to her, rendering her unable to even speak, she felt yet another thrill of dangerous pleasure. His darkness began to spread out, filling the room, cutting off her sight, her hearing. Ninety-five percent of her sensory input dropped away to nothing, and with it, her power was also curtailed.

The vibrator in her rectum buzzed away silently, allowing his ministrations to bring her to full arousal all the more quickly; she struggled as she liked to do, as he liked her to do, uselessly of course. Expertly, he teased her, raising her arousal, her desire, higher and higher. Finally, when she could not stand it any longer, she nodded her head once. _Yes. Now. Do it._

Bent over in a most submissive posture, she awaited his penetration of her slippery-wet vaginal canal. Slowly, it came, pushing into her, spreading her arousal-slick labia, opening her up. She could take him inside her; she _knew_ she could. But, as always, it felt at first that she would not be able to do this. And, as always, she proved herself wrong as her vaginal canal stretched around the invading penis.

As he slid into her, she was reminded suddenly of allowing Taylor to sodomise her with the strap-on, in a very similar posture to this. The memory converged with the vibrator in her butt, her otherwise total lack of input, and she imagined that it had been Brian behind her at that time, pushing his enormously thick erection between her buttocks. Despite the fact that she knew it would be impossible, that her ass would never take him – they had matched Cards at his insistence, and gotten a sixteen percent viability rate – the mental image heightened her already fever-pitch arousal, and she climaxed before he had even quite finished penetrating her.

And then, his strong hands grasping her hips, he began to thrust into her, and she gave herself over to the pleasure.

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_They lay side by side, one of her arms thrown over his chest, her head resting on his shoulder. Oni Lee had decamped after the sex, in a cloud of ash._

" _That was good," she murmured. "I've never been double-teamed like that before."_

" _Not even at college?" he asked, a little disbelievingly._

" _Not even," she confirmed. "I was always spending too much time studying to really get into sex. To be honest, I spent most of my college time fucking girls. They're less demanding than guys."_

" _Huh," he rumbled. "Well, it was good. You want to fuck that way again, we can do it."_

" _Mmmm," she murmured, and snuggled up to him. "So, when we gonna hit the Undersiders?"_

" _Undersiders?" he asked sleepily._

" _For robbing that casino, remember?"_

" _Oh, yes," he recalled. "That." He paused; it seemed like too much work right now to get up and plan revenge. "I'll get to them. Later."_

" _Okay, cool," she agreed._

" _The revenge of Lung will be terrible," he mumbled._

_Her only answer was a faint snore; she was asleep._

_He was not far behind._

<><>

Lisa pushed her way through the crowd. There had to be at least a thousand people there, all gathered to see the official debut of Brockton Bay's newest Ward. While she had a good view of the stage from where she was, she needed a better one. She needed to be up close.

As it was, she managed to get to within a couple of yards of the stage by the time that Aegis strode out from behind the curtain, holding a cordless microphone. As he reached the front of the stage, naked but for rust-brown boots and domino mask, he drifted into the air.

_"Ladies and gentlemen,"_ he declared, the speakers amplifying his voice. _"How are you all doing?"_

A cheer greeted his words, and he nodded and smiled before continuing. _"That's good to hear. My name is Aegis, and I'm the current leader of the Wards in Brockton Bay. With me today are Clockblocker ... "_

The curtains parted, and Clockblocker leaped out on to the stage. Wearing just white boots, a white helmet with a clock on the forehead, and a broad grin, he was greeted with whistles and cheers by the girls in the audience.

_" ... Vista ..."_

More whistles and cheers, this time from the boys. Vista strode out from behind the curtains, to stand beside Clockblocker, taking the older boy's hand. Unlike the other two, she was wearing a light version of her dress costume with a knee-length skirt; Lisa could pick out the velcro attachments that held the costume together. Upon reaching the front of the stage, she gave the audience a curtsey; this gave those close enough – including Lisa – a clear view up her skirt, showing that she wore nothing under it. More whistles and cheers ensued.

"Take it off!" called out someone behind Lisa.

"Sorry," she called back. "Under fifteen!"

"And?"

This reply raised a general wave of laughter. Aegis cleared his throat. _"Be aware that even the Wards have to follow the rules. Vista isn't allowed to strip down unless she is required to use her powers for some reason."_ He paused, then went on. _"Gallant ... "_

To more cheers from the female contingent of the crowd, Gallant made an appearance; he wore silver-grey boots, and a light metal helmet of the same colour, with subtle LEDs adding highlights. Reaching the front of the stage, he took Vista's hand and bowed to the audience.

_Vista has the serious hots for Gallant. They aren't fucking. They aren't fucking because she's too small for him. She is fucking Clockblocker though._

" … _Kid Win couldn't be here, because someone had to man the phones, but I'll tell him that you were thinking of him … "_

Another cheer arose. Some girls started chanting, 'We love Kid Win! We love Kid Win!'

Aegis waited for the noise to die down before clearing his throat again. _"And now, the one you've all been waiting patiently to meet, our newest member – **Harmonic!** "_

Wild cheers arose from all parts of the crowd as the curtains parted one more. Harmonic, clad in goggles, slippers and a neck-to-toe costume of black and silver, with suggestive cut-outs here and there, strolled out on stage. She looked uncertain at first, but the waves of cheering, as well as the whistling and clapping, brought out a smile on her face. However, she hung back a little until Vista darted back and grabbed her hand, dragging her forward to stand at the front of the stage. The other Wards gathered around her.

_That's Taylor all right. And I was right. Vista is fucking her. So's Clockblocker, and Gallant, and Aegis as well._ Before, it had been surmise; educated surmise, but surmise all the same. Now, it was as near to being concrete fact as Lisa could manage with her powers. _If she's fucking them all so good, I want some of that._

Aegis handed the microphone to Harmonic. _"Hi, everyone,"_ she greeted them. _"It's great to be here."_

Another cheer arose. A girl nearby screamed out, "We love you, Harmonic!"

" _Aww, I love you too,"_ Harmonic replied. _"Okay, because I know you'll be asking this, yes, I have vibration powers. Would you like me to demonstrate them?"_

The resultant uproar could not have been interpreted as anything other than as an answer in the affirmative. Harmonic smiled, handed the mic back to Aegis, and unzipped her costume. It slid off of her body; she stepped out of it, naked from neck to feet. Holding her arms out to the sides, she slowly turned, so as to give the crowd their first good look at her naked body. From the whistles and the cheers, it appeared that she met with their approval.

" _Thank you,"_ she told them, upon reclaiming the mic. _"Now, for this demonstration, I'm going to need … ah, thank you, Vista."_

She held up what looked like a wine glass; Vista had handed it to her. _Ah – she got it from down beside the stage._

" _Now, if I could have some quiet, please?"_

Swiftly, silence fell over the crowd. Harmonic held up the glass; Lisa fancied that she heard a faint humming. And then it was overridden by a long, pure chime that rose in volume. It was coming from the wineglass, upon which Harmonic's gaze was fixed. For a long, long moment, the chime rang out, echoing sweetly across the large empty space. Spellbound, the audience made not a sound.

And then the chime died down. Taylor handed the glass back to Vista, and bowed slightly to the crowd. _"Thank you."_

Cheering and clapping broke out. Someone yelled out, "Could you have shattered that?"

" _Sure,"_ she agreed. _"But I'm pretty sure we don't want glass shrapnel everywhere. Okay, for my next trick, I'm going to need the permission of the whole crowd to use my powers on them."_

"Why?" asked someone. "What are you going to do?"

" _Just a little something that I call a 'crowd pleaser'. Note that you have no cause for alarm; this has been vetted for general use by the PRT."_ She paused. _"If anyone specifically does not want to be affected by this, please put your arm up, and I'll wait until you have withdrawn beyond the perimeter of the crowd."_

Lisa glanced around; no-one moved, and no arms went up.

" _Excellent,"_ Harmonic went on. _"Okay, it'll be a few seconds before it takes effect, so please be patient."_

Moving the microphone away from her mouth, she stood still, gazing out over the crowd. Lisa knew the moment that Taylor saw and recognised her, trying to conceal her start of surprise.

_She didn't expect to see me here. She's pleased that I came to see her. Happy to see me._

Further analysis was cut off by the beginning of a strange sensation. Throughout her whole body, it was as though she was getting a soothing massage; gentle, easy vibrations that relaxed tense muscles and relieved bone-deep aches. She heard the ghosts of sounds, that vanished when she tried to listen to them; kittens mewing, puppies yapping. Soft, illusory, relaxing music.

She found herself swaying, along with everyone else, to the non-sound that was Harmonic's vibrations washing through her. Her nipples and clitoris were hard, she realised; while the humming wasn't specifically intended to arouse, those parts of her were feeling the pleasure and were reacting accordingly.

And then the vibrations eased off, slowly tailing to nothing. The real world intruded once more upon Lisa, although she still felt a measure of the ease and calmness that had been bestowed upon her by what had to be the best all-over massage that she had ever been given. For a long moment, stunned silence reigned, before the audience clapped and cheered feverishly.

"Can you do more?" someone shouted. "Can you bring someone off?"

A dozen other people in the audience echoed the sentiment, shouting encouragement.

" _I can,"_ Harmonic agreed with a smile. _"But for the sake of safety, I think I'll call for individual volunteers."_

Before she even finished speaking, Lisa had her hand in the air. "Me! Me!" she called. "Please! Me!" _This is what I want. Please, oh, please, oh, please._

Taylor was apparently taken aback by the forest of arms before her; behind the goggles, she blinked and hesitated. _She's trying to figure out who to pick. Look my way, please look my way._

And then, Taylor did look her way. She pointed at Lisa, and beckoned. People turned to look as she made her way forward to the stage; Lisa didn't care. She was grinning all over her face as Aegis helped her up on to the stage.

" _Hi, there,"_ Harmonic greeted her, as if they had never met, although Lisa spotted an incipient grin trying to break through. _She's looking forward to giving me payback for the great anal sex I gave her. Doesn't know I know it's her. She's getting a real kick out of this._

"Hi," Lisa replied, as the mic was held toward her. "Thanks for picking me."

" _That's okay,"_ Taylor responded, with a twinkle in her eye. _"Would you like to tell everyone your name?"_

"Hi, everyone," Lisa told the audience. "My name's Lisa, and I'm really looking forward to this."

More clapping and cheering arose. Lisa gestured at her G-string. "Do I need to take this off?"

" _No, that's fine. Though you might want to lie down."_ A moment later, Vista had produced a padded mat from somewhere, spreading it out across the front of the stage. Carefully, not knowing what to expect, Lisa lay down on it. Harmonic knelt beside her.

" _Okay, now what I want you to do is relax. You will feel certain sensations, and I want you to just go with them. Do you get much sex?"_

_You know I don't._ "Not really."

A grin. _"Well, you may want to brace yourself. Now lie back and relax. I'll start slow and easy. Are you ready?"_

"Yes." Lisa lay back, legs up and a little apart.

Again, she heard the very faintest of humming noises from Harmonic. Again, the sensations within her own body distracted her. But this time, they were aimed directly at her erogenous zones. All of them.

The pleasure spread throughout her body; as Taylor had promised, it was slow and gentle, easing her into it. All the same, she gasped from the sensations, beginning to pant heavily. _This is so good. But it can be better._

"How are you doing?" asked Harmonic quietly. Lisa could tell how much she was enjoying this, enjoying making Lisa feel good. However, she was also holding back just how good she could make it go.

"Really, this the best you can do?" Lisa taunted.

Behind the goggles, Taylor blinked. "I … are you sure you want more?"

"Bring it," Lisa stated boldly. "I'll tell you when I've had enough."

"Really." Harmonic's voice was disbelieving.

"Really." Lisa's was flat.

Harmonic smiled slightly. "Well, okay then."

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_Taylor considered her options._

_**Lisa wants me to go all out. Okay, let's see what I can do.** _

_She started the vibrations once more, but this time, they were much more intense. Lisa's eyes opened wide almost immediately, and then her mouth, as Taylor ranged the sensations through her body._

_**She's been so deprived for so very long … pretty sure I didn't give her a proper orgasm when I fucked her in the ass … let's see if I can't do better now.** _

<><>

This time, the sensations were … mind-blowing. Her breasts shivered and her nipples hardened again, almost to the point of pain. She felt feathery, illusory hands caressing, inflaming, molesting her breasts, arousing her within just seconds. But there was no person attached to the touch, nothing for her to get a read off, nothing to distract her. Just the pure, exquisite pleasure.

Forcing her eyes open, she managed to focus on Taylor.

"Is … that … the … best … you … can … do?"

Just barely, she caught the narrowing of Taylor's eyes behind the goggles before the humming altered very slightly in pitch and volume. Whatever it was that was working on her breasts continued to do so, while a wave of sensation travelled down her taut belly. Involuntarily, she gasped and opened her thighs, letting them fall flat to the floor on either side, as the sensations cupped, caressed, surrounded her delicate pussy lips. At first, it was teasing, the caresses running over her thighs and belly, slowly zeroing in on her vagina, her clitoris. She found herself panting, even as the stimulation on her breasts slowly ramped up.

<><>

_Lisa was responding well to her breasts being stimulated, but she considered that this still wasn't enough, apparently._

_**Well, then, let's see how she likes this.** _

_She focused the vibrations even more, pushing deeper, harder, than she'd ever done before. Careful not to reach the pain threshold, or to do actual damage to Lisa's body, she began to zero in on Lisa's sensitive centre. **Let's see how hard I can make you cum.**_

<><>

When the vibrations found her clitoris, she arched her back so hard that her buttocks left the mat altogether; another moment, and her labia were afire with a sensation that she had never felt, not with the best sex that she'd ever had. She came then, explosively, crying out incoherently, as Harmonic's effect seemed to slither deep inside her vaginal canal, finding her G-spot – or creating one, she didn't care which – and utterly blowing her mind.

<><>

_**Huh, so that's what it looks like when she climaxes. I was right; she faked her orgasm then. Well, she's not going to do that here.** _

_Taylor wasn't even paying attention to the crowd; for their part, they were rapt in watching the girl writhe in ecstasy on the stage before them. Her entire attention was set toward making this experience not just **good** , but **great**._

<><>

The vibrations spread farther and farther through her body; she felt as though she were being kissed, caressed, soothed, over every inch of her skin. Her neck tingled at the touch of illusory lips; her sensitive underarms sent spikes of pleasure through her entire body. And when the vibrations spread back from her vagina to her ass, she began to get an idea of what the little anal vibrator that Brian had used on her _should_ have done for her.

She couldn't believe how good it was; she knew that she was tremendously aroused; her vagina was slick, her nipples rigidly erect. Even her asshole, twitching and clenching, was sending spikes of pleasure to her brain. Convulsing on the mat, she came again and again, her brain a white-hot ball of ecstasy.

All of her inhibitions were gone; she scrabbled for her humming, buzzing vagina, to add her own fingers to the mix. And then, the oddest feeling began in her fingertips; when she touched her clitoris with one, she jolted and climaxed right on the spot; Taylor had somehow made each of her fingers into a vibrator on its own.

<><>

_**Okay then, if I lower the pitch on her clitoris, and raise the amplitude on her nipples and labia just a fraction … oh yeah, there she goes again. And she's a squirter. Who knew?** _

_**Okay, put those in a holding pattern, raising intensity ever so slightly in about thirty seconds, and see how she likes that.** _

_**Best I can do,** _ **hah.**

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To the immense approval – and somewhat arousal – of the audience, she thrashed as she climaxed again and again, her busy fingers adding just that little extra to what Harmonic was doing to her. To her, it was the very best of every time she'd actually had sex, magnified by a thousand. No fumbling touches, no wrong moves, no discomfort, no distraction.

_This is what sex should be like, every time._

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_Taylor eased off the vibrations, then blinked as she focused on the rest of the world once more; she had been so intent on giving Lisa the very best experience that her powers could manage that she had totally tuned out everything else. The crowd was stunned, even awed, staring at Lisa, who lay panting on the stage. Her eyes were open but unfocused, her limbs slack. Occasionally, she twitched._

" _You okay?" she asked softly, reaching out to touch Lisa's shoulder. Lisa shuddered, her back arched, and she climaxed weakly._

" _Wow, damn, what did you do to her?" Aegis was crouching beside her._

_Taylor swallowed. "I may have … overdone it slightly. Overstimulated her. Just a little bit."_

" _Hnnggg," groaned Lisa. "Fuck … yes … fuck me … "_

" _Hmm, seems like it," Aegis noted. He reached down to feel her neck for a pulse; she spasmed and came again. "Wow. Okay, pulse is strong and steady. Breathing is slowing down." He raised his head and looked over the audience. "It's all right, folks. Lisa here's apparently not used to too much sex. It looks like Harmonic made her cum so hard she's not quite sure which way's up."_

" _Wow," asked a girl. "Can you do that with anyone?"_

" _I guess," Harmonic replied, as she watched Lisa's eyes slowly come back into focus. "Lisa, how do you feel?"_

<><>

Slowly, the world came back to her. She lay on her back, panting, exhausted, her skin sheened with sweat and her hair soaked with it. Within her was a sense of immense satiation; she had lost track of her orgasms, lost awareness even of the fact that she was still climaxing. Now, it was over, and she blinked as she looked up at the face of the girl who had just given her the very best sex of her entire life, without ever touching her once.

_If she had been **touching** me, how good would that have been? Holy shit, I'm not sure if I could have survived. But what a way to go._

"I … guess I'm okay," she ventured raggedly. "Fuck, what did you _do_ to me?"

Harmonic grinned. "My best. What you dared me to do."

"Yes, well, you're not going to do that much to anyone again," Aegis noted. "I think that was a little _too_ much for a first appearance."

"Yeah, I think I'll give it a pass," decided the girl who had spoken up before.

"Well, we weren't going to be doing it for anyone else today," Aegis told her, "but why are you saying that?"

The girl pointed back into the crowd. "My girlfriend. I – if that's as good as it looks, I might not want her any more. I don't want to do that.."

Lisa had just enough of a vantage point that she could see when the two girls went back into each others' arms; the embrace and kiss were intense enough that tears came into her eyes; more than one person around her looked a little misty-eyed as well. Phones were being held up, and she was sure that the moment would make its way on to Youtube. Along with everything that had happened on stage.

"All right, everyone," announced Aegis. "Show's over. Let's give Lisa time to recover."

"That's right, everyone," Clockblocker announced. "And let's give Sound Job, I mean Harmonic, a big hand."

The applause was almost as loud as the laughter; Harmonic shot him a dirty look. The crowd began to break up, people drifting off. More than a few remained, but not the crush that there hadbeen before.

After a few moments, Lisa tried sitting up, but needed help to do even that. Harmonic, still kneeling beside her, provided a steadying hand. "Hey," she whispered. "You're doing good."

"God," grunted Lisa. "How long was I out?"

"About five minutes," Harmonic told her. "You went off like a skyrocket. I think you really needed that."

_I think I needed it too._ "Oh wow. Thanks." She lifted her hand, to trail over Harmonic's cheek. "Can I … can I see you again?"

Harmonic smiled. "I'll see what I can do. Think you can stand?"

Lisa moved her legs, aware of the slickness coating her thighs. Even lying down, her knees felt wobbly. "Yeah, no, probably not."

"Well, at least you're not cumming every time we touch you," added Clockblocker brightly.

"Please tell me he's joking," murmured Lisa.

Harmonic shook her head. "Nope."

"Oh god," muttered Lisa. "I'm gonna go viral, aren't I?"

"Probably," agreed Vista. She knelt on Lisa's other side. "You really don't get much sex? Why not? You're really pretty."

"I've got attention issues," Lisa told her. "Unless I'm with someone I trust utterly, and there's absolutely no distractions, I can't get into it. Has Harmonic used her powers to fuck you like that yet?"

"Just with her lips and tongue and fingers," Vista confessed. She gave Taylor a steady look. "I didn't know you could do it _that_ way."

"Uh, maybe we don't want to do it that way too often," Harmonic protested. "You saw how it left Lisa."

Vista nodded emphatically. "Yes. Why do you think I want to try it out?"

Lisa reached out weakly and grasped Vista's chin, turning the younger girl to face her. "I am so jealous," she murmured. "You get to experience this and know that it's coming."

Lisa knew about being smug; she was rather good at it. The look that came over Vista's face was as smug as any that Lisa had ever seen in the mirror.

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"Okay, I'm good from here," decided Lisa.

Aegis lowered her to the ground. "Are you sure?"

Lisa nodded. "I'm sure. Not far now. And I probably need to walk a bit."

"You're still wobbly," Aegis noted.

"I'll manage," Lisa insisted.

He nodded. "Well, if you're sure."

"I am." She pulled him close and kissed him, gently, on the lips. "Now go back and give that to Harmonic for me."

"I will." He smiled. "I think she likes you."

"I know I like her," she replied. "Do you fuck often?"

"Pretty regularly," he admitted.

"Good. Give her a good one for me."

He chuckled. "They're all good. But I'll work at it."

Kissing her once more, he lifted into the air. But she waited until he was out of sight before she started walking.

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_Panting, Carlos slowly pulled out of Taylor and got off of her. She rolled over to face him. Some of her hair was across her face; he reached out and brushed it aside._

" _Taylor, we need to talk."_

_She nodded meekly. "Yes, I know."_

" _What you did to Lisa was dangerous and irresponsible -"_

" _I **know** ," repeated Taylor. "I'm sorry."_

_Carlos sighed. "What made you push so hard? Why did you drive her so heavily into climax?"_

_Taylor looked up at him. "Because she dared me. Because I know her, and I know how hard it is for her to enjoy sex, and I wanted her to have a really good time. Because the last time we had sex, she faked her orgasm to make me feel better, and I was fooled. So I wanted to make absolutely certain that this time, she wasn't faking anything."_

_Carlos raised an eyebrow. "You know her."_

_Taylor nodded. "Yeah. We met down on the Boardwalk before I joined the Wards."_

" _And you had sex."_

" _Yeah, we took turns fucking each other up the ass with a strap-on, back at my place."_

" _And she faked her orgasm."_

" _Yeah."_

" _And how was it for you?"_

" _Oh god." She rolled her eyes. "Pretty damn awesome."_

_He leaned down and kissed her; she reciprocated, with some interest. When they separated, he nodded. "Well, I've read you out on it, and are you going to do it again?"_

" _No." She snuggled up against him. "Thanks."_

_His hand strayed down her flank. "So you like anal, then?"_

_She leaned up and kissed him again. "You know I do."_

" _Vista has a strap-on with your name on it. She asked me to tell you."_

_Taylor's eyes widened somewhat. "Ooh." She scrambled out of bed. He lay back and closed his eyes._

" _Lube's in the bottom drawer."_

_She chuckled. "Where else would it be?" It was a moment before he got the joke, and chuckled in reply._

_He heard the drawer open and close, and her footsteps padding out of the room._

_**It's good that we get along so well. I've heard of places where the Wards hardly fuck at all. Though I**_ **am** _ **going to have to talk to Clockblocker about that 'Sound Job' nickname. Before Harmonic decides to do something dire to him in retribution.**_

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" _The fuck?"_

_Brian looked up at Alec's startled question. On the screen, his electronic soldier ceased to move, forgotten. Lisa leaned on the doorframe, her eyes not entirely in focus. She stumbled across the room, acknowledging neither one of them, and headed down the corridor._

_Dropping his controller, Brian followed her. "Lisa, you all right?"_

_She didn't answer; still moving like a sleepwalker, she pushed open the door to her room and entered. He moved to the open doorway; she was lying half across her bed, spark out, dead asleep._

_Alec appeared at his shoulder. "The fuck happened to her?"_

" _No fucking idea." Brian entered the room and lifted and moved Lisa so that she was lying properly on the bed. An odour reached his nostrils, and he sniffed. "Sex. She's been cumming, a lot." A touch to her thigh confirmed it; she was covered in her own juices._

" _How the fuck did that happen?"_

_It was a cogent question. Lisa did not, could not, have casual sex. If she could, if she could wring an orgasm out of a simple spontaneous encounter, she wouldn't need to go through all the rigmarole of letting him tie her up in restraints and fucking her. He was well aware that the only reason that she was fucking him was that he was the only person who **could** fuck her, and get her off. But here she was, showing all the signs of having had extended and amazing sexual congress._

" _Fucked if I know," he confessed._

" _Gangbang?" wondered Alec._

_Carefully, Brian spread her thighs, moved the G-string aside, then investigated her labia. There was no evidence of semen, no evidence that she had even been penetrated at all. A moment later, he checked her ass, just in case. No hint of lube, no reddening. Whatever had happened to her had not left a trace._

_She moaned and moved at his touch. "Yes," she murmured. "Like that. Deeper. Harder. Best you can do? Oh yes. Like that."_

" _Okay, this has got me fucked," he admitted. "From the way she's talking, the way she's cum, I'd say she's had some serious heavy-duty sex. But nothing's penetrated her. I have no idea what's been going on with her."_

" _So what do we do?"_

_Brian shrugged. His first aid course had not covered what looked like extreme sexual exhaustion. "Let her sleep. Leave a bottle of water beside the bed; she's gonna be thirsty."_

" _What if the boss calls?"_

" _We deal with that when the time comes."_

_They left the room, leaving the door open._

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" _Okay, let's go over this one more time." Brian gestured with his can of soda. "Lisa doesn't do casual sex. So something happened to her. Something amazing."_

" _We already know that." Alec sounded bored. "What we don't know is **what** happened."_

" _So let's track it back. Where was she before she got home?"_

_Alec shrugged. "Fucked if I know. She didn't have tickets or nightclub stamps or anything on her. Did she say where she was going?"_

" _No. Yes. Wait." Brian rubbed his forehead, as if he were attempting to jump-start his brain. "Yesterday. While you were fucking Rachel."_

_Alec made a rude noise. "You mean, while she was fucking me. I didn't really have a choice in the matter."_

" _Whatever." Brian was staring into the middle distance. "I was watching TV. There was an announcement on that she was interested in. Something about the Wards."_

" _What **about** the Wards?"_

_Brian shook his head. "I can't remember. We decided to fuck."_

" _Okay, that's a start." Alec opened his laptop and went online. He typed up a query for Wards events into PHO. "Oh, wait. Check this out. Yesterday. The boards are alive with stuff about their latest member, Harmonic."_

" _ **That's** what she was talking about!" Brian slapped his forehead. "She was interested in this Harmonic person for some reason."_

" _It's a chick." Alec was still reading off the screen. "She did an appearance in the Weymouth Mall. There's a couple of Youtube clips."_

" _Let's have a look. There might be a clue in there."_

_Alec clicked on the link. It loaded and began to play. Brian noted the hit counter; it was scrolling upward faster than he could keep track of._

" _Shit, is that Lisa?"_

_Brian stared. "Fuck, it is."_

_They watched the video from end to end. Then Alec replayed it. After the third replay, they stared at each other. "Fuck … " breathed Brian._

_Alec shook his head. "You're not wrong."_

_Brian stared at the screen, where Alec had paused it; the image of Lisa was frozen in mid-climax._

" _Well, **that's** different."_

" _So what do we do?"_

" _Wait till she wakes up," Brian decided, "and see if she wants to talk about it."_

" _Works for me." Alec picked up the controller. "Deathmatch?"_

" _You're on."_

<><>

Lisa blinked her way awake. She was stiff and sore and her mouth tasted like an old gym sock. It took a couple of seconds for her to register why this was so, and then she sat bolt upright in bed.

"Fuck!" There was a clatter and a thud beside her. She looked around; Brian was picking himself up off the floor, beside an overturned chair and a face-down book.

"Brian?" she asked. "What are you doing reading in my room?"

"Waiting for you to wake up." He pointed at her alarm clock. "You've been asleep for twenty hours straight."

"Christ." She rubbed her hand over her face. "Did I say anything when I got in?"

"No. You just went straight to bed and collapsed. Water?"

"Thanks." She accepted the bottle and greedily drank it down, droplets spilling from the corners of her mouth. "Fuck, that's better."

"Good. Now, you want to talk about it?"

"Mind if I shower first?"

"Go right ahead."

<><>

The hot shower unlocked her muscles, and also helped with her thought processes. By the time she emerged into the living area, her nostrils twitching at the scent of hot food, with a towel wrapped around her wet hair, she knew what her next move was to be.

Brian, however, was less sure.

"Not a good idea," he insisted for the tenth time.

"I don't give a shit," she insisted right back. "It's gonna happen."

"No. It's not."

"Yes. It is."

"What's going to happen?" Alec wandered into the living area. "Oh, hey, Lisa. Recovered from your one-person orgy?"

She coloured slightly. "You saw that?"

"Us and about five hundred thousand others," he confirmed. After a beat, he went on, "in the first hour, that is."

"Oh god," she muttered. "I'm going to forever be known as the girl that Harmonic fucked into a drooling puddle, aren't I?"

"Without laying a hand on you, no less," Alec confirmed with a grin. "So, what were we talking about?"

"Harmonic," Lisa told him. "We're going to kidnap her so she can do that to me again. And to you guys and Bitch, if you want." It was so simple. She wanted that sensation again; Harmonic could do it for her. So, kidnap Harmonic. There were no flaws in the plan at all.

"Lisa, what did she even _do_ to you?" asked Brian.

"Vibrations, right where I needed them the most, as powerful as she needed to make them," she explained succinctly. "Direct stimulation of all my erogenous zones. I need it again. So we're going to kidnap her and I'm going to talk her into doing it to me again."

Brian turned to Alec. "Please, tell her how bad an idea this is."

Alec shrugged. "Hey, if she could do that to _Lisa,_ imagine what she could do for us," he suggested.

"Be serious."

"Okay, fine." Alec sighed and turned to Lisa. "She's a Ward. Kidnapping those is kinda bad news."

"Don't care. We'll get around that."

Brian groaned and held his head in his hands. "This is like talking to Aisha when she's at her brattiest. She just says no for the sake of saying no."

"I want Harmonic. I _need_ Harmonic." Lisa looked at them. "Are you guys gonna help me make a plan to get hold of her, or am I going to go it alone?"

"Can you even hear yourself?" asked Brian. "You sound almost like someone who's been Mastered."

"Don't care." Lisa shrugged. "The way she made me feel … I _need_ that."

"How are you even going to get hold of her?" asked Alec practically. "It's not like you can walk into the PRT building and carry her out under your arm."

"Oh, that bit's easy," she replied blithely. "I know where she lives. I'll go there and kidnap her."

"No. No. No no no," protested Brian. "All of the nope. Kidnapping a cape out of her own home? So far against the unwritten rules that they'll Birdcage you for it."

"If they can catch me," she retorted. "Anyway, if I can get her to do that for me again, it'll be worth it."

"Wait a minute." Alec raised a finger. "How do you know where she lives anyway?"

"Oh, that's easy." She grinned at him. "She's the one I went home with. We fucked each other in the ass. I gave her a good hard orgasm, but she didn't do much for me. It was kind of nice, though. But now I know what she can _really_ do … "

"Wait. I have an alternate suggestion." Brian took a deep breath. "Instead of kidnapping her and forcing her to pleasure you, why don't you approach her, and _do the same thing to her that she did to you?"_

Lisa blinked. It was a stroke of sheer genius. She could see it now, meeting with Taylor, talking to her, suggesting a little private time, getting the strap-on out, bending her over the bed, fucking her to a drooling puddle … _Now,_ she would say. _If you want me to do that again, this is what you have to do for me …_

"Lisa? Lisa? Earth Bet to Lisa; come in Lisa."

She became aware that Brian was waving his hand in front of her face. "What?"

"You zoned out there," he told her. "Just stood there, making little moaning noises."

She blinked, and glanced at the clock. He was right; that compelling little fantasy had just consumed several minutes. And she hadn't even gotten to the _good_ bits.

"Okay, I'm all right now," she assured him. "You're right. You're perfectly right. If I want to get her to do that to me again, I have to give her quid pro quo. I have to fuck her senseless first."

"Excellent," he declared. "Now we're getting somewhere."

"Okay," she mused. "The first thing I've got to do is convert the spare room into a sex dungeon, with a four-poster bed. We'll have restraints, but tasteful ones. Then we'll lure Harmonic into the warehouse downstairs, bundle her into the sex dungeon, and I'll pleasure her until she agrees to stay and fuck me all day long."

Brian blinked. "What?"

Plans were unfolding behind her eyes. "Now, I'm just wondering if I should approach her in her civilian or cape identity … "

<><>

Several hours later, they were still arguing.

"It's a really, really bad idea."

Lisa followed Brian into kitchen. "You already said that. We do things that are bad ideas all the time."

"Name one."

"Ruby Dreams casino," supplied Alec, slipping past them and heading for the fridge. "The ABB's still pissed at us for that."

"Alec, stop taking her side," Brian snapped. He rubbed his hand over his eyes. "Lisa, you're not kidnapping _anyone."_

"If you're not going to help me do it, I'll do it on my own." Lisa turned and headed for her room. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a kidnapping to plan and a sex dungeon to outfit."

Brian grabbed her arm. "No, you don't."

She yanked her arm free. "Yes. I do. Unless you've got a better idea?"

"How about _not kidnapping the Ward?"_ Brian raised his eyes to heaven. "Why is this so hard for everyone but me to grasp?"

"Okay, fine," Lisa began. "I'll go to her house … "

"For _fuck's_ sake!" shouted Brian. _"No_ , Lisa. You will _not_ go to her house. You will _not_ turn your room, my room, Rachel's room, Alec's room or the spare room into a sex dungeon. It's not going to happen."

"It's my money," Lisa retorted stubbornly.

"She's a _Ward."_

"She doesn't have to be."

"And you're not going to frame her for a crime so she gets kicked out of the Wards," he went on. "That's just wrong. She seems like a sweet girl. And I'm ashamed of you, Alec, for suggesting it."

Alec looked up from his video game. "Well, it's a solution."

"It's a _bad_ solution."

"Okay, how about we _hire_ her away from the Wards?" proposed Lisa.

"What, _pay_ her for sex?" asked Brian, frowning. "Who does that these days anyway?"

Footsteps clattered on the stairs, and Rachel entered the living area, her three dogs collapsing on the floor in apparent exhaustion.

"We could do it," Lisa pointed out. "She could probably do with the extra money."

"Are you _still_ talking about kidnapping Harmonic?" asked Rachel. "Fuck, I took the dogs on a walk just to get away from that."

" _Now_ she wants to pay Harmonic to fuck her," growled Brian.

"Actually, I got an idea," Rachel stated.

Lisa stared at her, as did Brian. "What is it?" he asked cautiously.

She shrugged. "While ago, I ran into Browbeat. Independent hero around town, right? Grows his muscles real big."

Brian nodded. "I know of him."

She tilted her head. "Turns out his muscles aren't the only thing he can grow big. We ended up fucking for half the day."

Lisa blinked. "Fuck – you're _right!"_ Her eyes went wide; she grabbed Rachel and kissed her hard. "I love you. I could eat you out right now."

Rachel shrugged. "Sure, but I'm all sweaty from the walk."

"I really don't care. You just solved the problem." Lisa pushed Rachel back on to the couch, and knelt between her legs. She looked up at Brian. "Do you have any problem with me arranging a little hero-villain time with Harmonic? All of us on her? Because trust me, if she can make her pussy vibrate like I think she can, she'll make your brain drool out your ears."

Brian blinked. "But no kidnapping."

Lisa nodded, already beginning to stroke Rachel's labia. "No kidnapping, fine. Alec, you in?"

"You said she likes anal?" Alec noted, discarding the controller and kneeling up on the couch so that Rachel could suck his cock.

"Sure she does," Lisa noted, leaning down and teasing Rachel with the tip of her tongue.

"Then I'm in," he agreed. "Rachel, you want a piece of her too?"

Rachel shrugged. "I'll fuck whoever she's with," she decided. Grasping Lisa's head, she pushed it down to her crotch. "You said you'd eat me out. So get to eating."

Obediently, Lisa bent to her task. As her tongue slid around Rachel's labia, as the heavyset girl sighed and groaned and spread her thighs, she tasted the sweaty, musky juices. But in her mind, she was elsewhere, with a skinny girl with long brunette hair, round glasses. Arching her back in ecstasy as Lisa fucked her into insensibility.

_I can't wait._

<><>

**After the Encounter with Harmonic**

Brian staggered up the stairs, stumbled into the living area, and flopped on to the sofa. "Oh god."

Alec, not far behind, didn't even make it to the couch; he collapsed on to the floor, where one of Rachel's dogs licked his face. "Pff, get off. Oh god is right."

Lisa was walking carefully when she entered, and Rachel had an actual spring to her step. "Well, guys," the blonde commented. "How was it?"

"Holy shit," Brian managed. "And you want to fuck her like that _all the time?"_

"Well, yeah," Lisa confirmed. "Wouldn't you?"

There was a hollow groan from Alec. "If she wanted sex more than once a day, I'd be fucked. And not in a good way. When I came, I came with everything I had. I got nothing left."

Brian waved his hand weakly. "What he said."

Lisa sat down on the couch next to Brian. "Wimps. How did you go, Rachel?"

"Not bad, not bad at all, for a Ward," the auburn-hared girl replied. "I figure with a bit more training, I could make him into a reasonable fuck."

Lisa grinned. "So you're interested in doing this again?"

Rachel nodded. "Next time, maybe Aegis? I figure he could really give me a good hard fuck."

"Excellent. Guys, you up for it?"

The only response from Brian and Alec was another hollow groan.

Lisa's grin merely widened.