Super Hero Academy

by Simon Archer

  “We need to be careful,” I whispered. “Your arm’s still broken.”

  “I’m not a dainty fucking—ohshit. I forgot, I... Nick, there’s... there’s something you should... you should know that I...”

  My hands crept down past her waistband, and I gently fingered her crotch through the thin cloth of her panties. I wasn’t expecting a hard surface down there and jolted back in surprise. “What’s...?” Realization followed it a second later. “A vibrator?”

  “Who said it was a—”

  “It’s you,” I pointed out with a lifted brow. “You can do anything. You made it, didn’t you? It does vibrate, does it not?”

  She wouldn’t meet my eyes, and that was answer enough. I grinned, my eyes dark and hungry. She flushed an even deeper shade of red, looking utterly embarrassed.

  “You came prepared,” I chuckled. “How long have you had it in?”

  Given Kara’s power set, I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised. She could create anything in the palm of her hand, after all. It made sense she’d experiment from time to time. I just hadn’t expected this.

  Kara, embarrassed, began to squirm in my lap. She still wouldn’t meet my eyes.

  “I-I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” she muttered. She wasn’t sure where to put her hands. At first, they lingered on my chest, but then she twisted them together in her lap. “I knew we were going to end up here at some point, and I...” She gestured helplessly. She was anxious, ready to get up and flee. “The hospital was so boring, and I... I was going to take it out, but then you were there, and one thing led to another, and I completely forgot about it, and...”

  I shushed her again when she started to grow genuinely upset. “Stop that.” I kissed her gently on the nose. “You’re perfect, you know. Every last little naughty bit of you is perfect.”

  She whined in disagreement and shook her head. “Nick, I’m sorry, I should have—”

  “Does it have a remote?”

  She blinked at me. I don’t know why she thought I was going to be upset at the idea of a little foreplay, because I couldn’t imagine any sane man would turn away a beautiful redhead with a little kink in them. Clearing her throat awkwardly, she shifted in my lap again while she dug deep into her left pocket.

  Awkwardly, unable to meet my eyes, she passed me a small black device. It was so discreet, and I chuckled, absolutely delighted to know that I’d been correct.

  “You’re a marvel, Kara!” I gestured with the remote. “Can I...?”

  She rolled her eyes, feeling a little awkward. “Can you, what? Can you tease me until I go insane, is that what you’re asking?”

  “Yeah, I thought I’d be polite,” I smirked. “So, can I?”

  Kara sighed in answer.

  There was a slider for intensity, and an on/off switch. Fairly simple to use, obviously meant to be done without looking. A subtle thing. Had I seen Kara with her hand in her pocket recently? I couldn’t recall.

  “Have you used the remote?” I asked with a deeper edge to my voice.

  Still blushing fiercely, she shook her head. It was obvious she wanted the world to swallow her up. Carefully, she got up off my lap and sat down beside me on the bed. Looking for all the world like she didn’t have a vibrator deep inside of her, she cleared her throat, and said, “Only once, for testing. I made it for you.”

  “Then I’m the luckiest fucking guy on the planet,” I announced, stunned and turned on at the same time. “I can’t believe this. You’re okay with this?”

  Kara stared down at the floor like it had some very fascinating lint.

  “Believe it,” she muttered. “And yeah. You’d know if I wasn’t okay with it.”

  I shook my head, not quite content with that answer. “You tell me to stop, and I stop. Okay?”

  She rolled her eyes. “Okay, but—”

  “Kara, I’m being serious. Okay?”

  She met mine with a heated gaze, and there was so much hunger in it that I nearly pressed the button to feed her. I knew what she wanted now, and it was insane to think that she’d wanted it long and bad enough to prepare like this.

  “Nick, I’m not made of glass. It’s alright.”

  I begged to differ with her arm still in a sling, but instead of arguing, I grinned and turned it on to the lowest setting. Kara immediately jolted on the bed and sucked in a little breath. Instead of grabbing her, though, I shoved the small remote into my pocket and stood up. I took her hand in mine.

  “Let’s go eat,” I said with a chipper tone. “I’m starving. You starving?”

  Kara squirmed on the bed, wide-eyed. She was starving, but it had nothing to do with food. “Nick, what—”

  “C’mon. I think I might get some cheesecake. You want some cheesecake?”

  She huffed in frustration. We both knew the little vibrator was buzzing away deep inside of her, but she was too stubborn to demand I do something about it.

  “You know what I want,” she said petulantly and crossed her legs.

  “Yeah. Cheesecake.” I tugged her hand until she was standing and then carefully led her toward the door. I didn’t turn off the vibrator the entire way down to the cafeteria, and by the time we made it to the nice ladies behind the counter, Kara’s eyes were hazy, and her cheeks were flushed with need.

  I spotted Maria, Andie’s favorite of the lot. I waved her and then gestured toward the array of prepared cheesecakes.

  “Can I get two slices?” I asked.

  “Of course.” Maria smiled. She nodded to Kara, and added, “It is very nice to see you well, my dear. We all heard of the attack on the beach. Your bravery inspires us.”

  “I-I, uh...” Kara cleared her throat, and it was obvious to me that she had no idea what Maria had said. She was merely going off tone. “Uh, thanks.”

  I pulled Kara close with a one-armed hug and smiled at Maria.

  “She’s still feeling a little under the weather,” I said, and then cheekily upped the intensity on the remote with a hand in my pocket.

  Kara’s quiet little whimper was adorable. I turned the intensity back down a moment later and smiled sweetly at Maria with wide, innocent eyes.

  “She’ll be alright. Won’t you, Kara?”

  Still suffering the lowest setting, Kara blinked at us both. “Wh-What? Oh, uh... yes?”

  “See?” I smirked. “She’ll be fine.”

  Maria nodded and prepared two slices of cheesecake. She drizzled strawberry preserves on them and then passed the plates to me. I released Kara’s hand to snatch them and thanked Maria with a slight bow. Then I found us a quiet little booth in the back, partially hidden by the rest of the cafeteria.

  Setting the plates down, I let Kara squeeze in toward the wall and joined her with a low chuckle.

  “They do cheesecake very well, here. There was a chef on the island who’d make them for me, he was—”

  “Nick, please.”

  “What? Oh.” I slipped a hand into my pocket and upped the intensity again. I looked at her with an innocent quirk to my brow. “That better?”

  “Y-ye—uh. No...? I-I don’t...”

  I’d already driven her speechless, and we’d barely started. I smiled sweetly at her and carefully handed her a fork.

  “Eat up,” I ordered.

  “N-Nick, please—”

  Quietly, I slid my hand into her lap and then down to her wet, needy crotch. She sucked in a sharp breath, but I just felt for the hard surface there, still buzzing happily.

  Utterly serious, I asked, “You okay?”

  “Yes. Please, just—”

  Content to know she wasn’t in the middle of a breakdown, I removed my hand.

  “Cake first,” I admonished, and she whined in response, but I ignored it. “Then we’ll talk about that.”

  Her quiet little sighs and the way she squirmed beside me were all I needed to understand just how desperate she was. The fork on her hand trembled slightly as she cut a small triangle and slipped it passed her
lips. I waited for her to swallow before I upped the intensity a third time. She jumped a little, then whimpered softly while begging me with pale blue eyes.

  I looked back, wide and innocent. “Problem?”

  “Nick.”

  “Finish your cake, my love.”

  She clutched the edge of the table and breathed sharply for a moment. After a clear struggle and a glare my way, she managed to eat two more pieces. I watched her with an innocent little smile, then cut a piece of my own. I groaned with the taste of cheesecake and strawberry sang on my tongue.

  “Wow. Those ladies really know how to cook.”

  “Nick, pl-please stop...” She groaned again, then spat out, “...making those noises.”

  “Looks like someone is a little needy.”

  She rolled her eyes, trying to be sarcastic. It ended in another groan, and I slid a hand into my pocket to turn the slider all the way up. Kara moaned in response, then glared at me. It fell apart quickly to a needy, desperate plea. “I-I can’t—”

  “You can,” I told her. “Right here in the booth. No one would ever know, hm?”

  “N-Nick—ohgod.”

  Her good hand slid down to her waistband, but I snatched it and pulled it gently to my lips. I kissed it, smiling when her hips started grinding into the seat.

  “You don’t need any help,” I whispered to her fingers. “You’re very good at what you do.”

  Her fingers clenched around my hand, and I heard another quiet whine in response. She crossed her legs, then uncrossed them, desperate and unsure what to do with herself.

  “I bet you worked on several different designs for the best possible fit,” I went on. “Tested them, didn’t you? Over the last several weeks? Did you whisper my name in the middle of the night when you found a good choice? Andie’s next door, I bet she overheard you. She’s been pretty keen to set us up, after all. Maybe she knows your dirty little secret too.”

  “N-Nick—”

  “I bet she’d love to party with us. She can do some amazing things with her tongue, take it from me. Maybe I’ll let you work on each other, set up a little competition. The winner gets me. That sound like fun to you?”

  Her hand tried to pull out of mine, to try to touch herself again, but this time, I held it tight. I kissed her fingers again and shook my head at her needy, pleading eyes. “I told you. You don’t need any help, Kara.”

  “I-I want—”

  “I know what you want, sweetie. And you’ll get it when we go back to your room.”

  “I-I’m—Nick, I’m—”

  “Mhmm.”

  “I’m gonna—”

  “Are you?”

  “Please.”

  I leaned in close, setting her hand into my lap. I slipped my other between her legs and pressed hard against the vibrator. She bit her lip and thrust against my fingers.

  “Did you like the cheesecake?”

  A whine answered me, and I kissed the shell of her ear.

  “Do it,” I whispered, pressing my fingers hard against her again. “I want to see it.”

  She came with a sharp gasp, her pale blue eyes wide and staring upward at the ceiling. Her red hair tumbled back behind her like a crimson river. Cheesecake forgotten, the world dimmed to just me, her, and the thing she’d created. I’m pretty sure she forgot where she was because she moaned a little louder and then pressed in close. Her mouth came to mine, and her hips twitched desperately in the seat. She kissed me as she came, again and again, and one of my hands slid up to her hair while the other finally turned off the vibrator.

  Panting, she leaned her forehead against mine and bit her lip. I chuckled and kissed her cheek.

  “You good?”

  “I-I can’t believe we... you... oh-ohmygod.”

  “C’mon.”

  Carefully, I led her out of the booth and back towards the girl’s dorm. I was impressed to find her balance a little off, and she leaned against me as we made it back to her room. I closed the door behind us with a decisive click and then sat her on the bed. I knelt in front of her with a smirk, holding her knees in my hands.

  Lifting a brow, I asked, “May I?”

  Still speechless, she could only nod at me. I parted her legs and then carefully pulled her waistband down. Black lacy panties came with it. After a minor struggle, I removed them entirely and tossed them somewhere behind me. I kissed my way up her left leg and then eyed her wet core with a hungry glance. Kara sighed uncomfortably. When I looked up, she pointed toward the betta who was watching with interest.

  “I can’t. Not when he’s looking at me like that.”

  Snorting, I reached for a spare blanket at the end of her bed and carefully draped it over the small tank.

  “Better?”

  “Um. Yeah, I guess.”

  I knelt in front of her again. Instead of touching her, I carefully pulled out the vibrator most of the way and took a good look at the thing. It was of modest size and curved to fit her exactly how she wanted. Instead of pulling it out completely, I thrust it back in and then turned it on to the highest setting. She whimpered.

  I leaned in close, lifted her shirt a little, and kissed her belly just under the arm sling. To her cute little innie belly button, I whispered, “You ready for another go?”

  Her hand slid into my hair, and she chuckled breathlessly. “Yeah, whatever it takes for you to—” She cut off when I began to thrust the vibrator in and out, toying with it idly. She sucked in a harsh breath, and spat out, “Please.”

  With that vote of confidence, I began to fuck her with the toy in earnest. She spread her legs wide and thrust against me. I watched closely, and just as she was about to tip over, I pulled out the vibrator entirely and shut it off. I set it nearly to be cleaned later, and the remote joined it a second later.

  Kara cursed softly. “Nick, I swear to fucking—”

  I slipped two fingers inside of her, pleased to find her wet, warm, and eager. Kara shuddered around them, and her fingers in my hair clutched tightly for a moment. I kissed her belly again, soothing.

  “I’ll take care of you,” I promised. I sat back, and with my fingers still inside of her, I encouraged Kara to lay back on the bed. A third joined in, teasing her with harsh, circular motions.

  “N-Now would very nice!”

  “So demanding,” I chided. “You’re lucky I’m in a charitable mood, Lord Maxian.”

  “Nick.”

  “That’s Sir Longbottom to you.”

  She huffed in irritation. Knowing she didn’t have nearly as much patience as Andie, I removed my fingers and shoved my pants down freeing a hardness that had been loud and demanding for the last hour while I’d toyed with her.

  With a quirked brow, I looked deep in her eyes and asked, “You ready?”

  “If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m going to flip us both over and take it myself,” Kara snarled.

  “Now there’s a good idea. Maybe we should do that sometime.”

  “Nick, I swear to god. Stop fucking teasing me!”

  “Ha! Say it a little louder, I want Andie to hear you.”

  Kara’s face turned crimson. “Ohgod.”

  With a grin, I carefully sank deep inside of her, staring into her eyes all the while. Her expressions flew from indignant fury to an embarrassed horror to a low, needy whine. Suddenly desperate, she clawed at my back with her good hand and demanded, “Move!”

  I shushed her, and then playfully kissed her nose. “You’re so bossy,” I remarked. “We should work on that.”

  “Nick.”

  “Nuh-uh. We’re taking this slowly. You’ve got a broken arm, remember?”

  She clearly wanted it a bit rougher, but I kept my pace slow and consistent. It wasn’t just to drive her mad because I really was concerned about her injury. Still, the arm was held in a study cast, and Leslie had largely healed most of the damage already.

  “The arm’s f-fine,” she stammered and then bit her lip.

  “Maybe so,” I sighed. �
��Still, you are pretty cute when you’re desperate.”

  She whined again, but after a long moment where I ignored my deeper need and kept a slow, maddening pace, the fight slid right out of her. Her legs wrapped around me eased, and her shoulders relaxed against the bed. With a sigh, she stared deep into my eyes with a loving expression.

  “Thank... ohgod... thank y-you... f-for the flowers,” she stuttered.

  I smiled at her, utterly and completely taken. “I still owe you more. Red ones, this time.”

  “Nick, I—”

  “I love you too,” I whispered in confidence. “I always have. Always will. I promise.”

  I picked up the pace, and then finally gave into the need within me. We rode a passionate crescendo, and I helped her climb until we both crested over. With a low moan, she and I came together, and I fell down onto the bed while she clenched and shivered around me.

  A moment later, I was free and sitting on the side of the bed. I wanted to clean, and I should have headed for the showers at the very least... but Kara held me close, and I stayed right where I was. I lay back down in the small twin bed and covered us both with a blanket. I decided it was best left for the morning. The entire dorm would know about it, then, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

  Kara rested her head on my shoulder and kissed it softly.

  “You’re a doofus,” she said. “But that was amazing.”

  “Thanks.” After a moment, I amended, “I think.”

  She chuckled. “Thanks for all the fish.”

  “No problem.” I rubbed my hand up and down her shoulder. “Got a name for that betta yet?”

  “Yeah. How about Cheesecake?”

  I laughed.

  Chapter 27

  Triton met us as a group on the helipad early in the morning, and we each climbed into the waiting aircraft with confused expressions. I sat between Andie and Kara and held each of their hands in mine. Kara leaned against me and fell asleep ten minutes into the ride, apparently still not a morning bird. Andie chuckled at the sight and leaned against my other shoulder with a happy little sigh.

  The old man’s smile was patient while Eric babbled excitedly about the trip. “This is a Phantom jet! I can’t believe it! They’re some of the fastest crafts in the world.”