"So... do you come here often?" Jean asks, amusement in her tone as we sit down in her bedroom, having lead me here with a light blush. She's not dressed revealingly... but I think her white shirt and black trousers are a size or two smaller than usual, sticking to her body tightly.
She's sat on her bed, and I am in a chair I've taken from her desk.
"First time, possibly the first of many." I drawl, making her laugh.
"We will see... but you might be right." Jean admits, playing with the top button of her shirt. "So, how does this usually go? You're the expert here." she asks.
"If you mean sex, it's different with each girl... if you mean this whole breeding for the good of the mutant race, you're the second girl and I don't think you'd enjoy being tied to a bed as your kinky older sister watches so my 'experience' isn't much help there." I admit making her beautiful green eyes widen, a laugh leaving her.
"You've been having fun at Massachusetts, huh?" she asks with a giggle, undoing a single button, I can see a hint of her red bra as she plays with the second.
"Well, I've been having fun everywhere. So, I'm curious... why would you volunteer for this?" I ask, making her pause. "Aren't you dating someone from Midtown? Duncan or something like that?
"I... it's complicated. And no, I dumped him. I'm officially single again as off last Friday." Jean says, not looking particularly sad about it. "He was nice at first, turned out to be a douchebag." she admits.
"And Scott? He's glowered at me every time we have spoken." I point out, watching her wince slightly.
"We haven't dated, if that's what you're asking." she admits, undoing the second button, her chest bursting free as the third one fails to hold it back with the lack of support, her plain red bra covering her large bosom as she pulls the shirt off and tosses it away, blushing a adorable shade of red. "Sorry, I don't actually have any sexy bras." she admits quickly, as if the plain bra could actually take away from the beautiful sight in front of me. "Anyway... what I do is none of Scott's business, we are teammates, nothing more." she says.
"Right... unrequited crush, then? Doesn't quite answer why you'd offer yourself up for this..." I say as she smiles.
"No, it doesn't... do you know that I've felt almost everything you've done to your 'girls', at least while you're in the school?" Jeans asks, standing up and unbuttoning her trousers, sliding them down her legs, a small red thong matching her bra. "I can't really control my telepathy, and I get drawn to strong emotions. Every touch with Rogue, every kiss with Kitty, every quickie with Ellie. Earlier I could taste you in my mouth as Yukio sucked you off in the changing room, I could feel Ellie's arousal and pleasure as you and Yukio toyed with her during class... even when you're away, Rogue, Kitty and even Professor Munroe are thinking back to your touch, fantasising about it. My nights are filled with their wet dreams, you know what Yukio dreamed off last night?" she asks. "Her wedding with Ellie, only for you to show up and fuck Ellie on the altar, her wedding night tied to a wall watching you make Ellie yours."
"Yeah... those two are fun." I say with a chuckle."So, you're bored of the second hand?" I ask, making her smirk. "Somehow I doubt that's everything."
"A bit, it certainly made me interested to see what it feels like in person... but you're right, it wouldn't have been enough for me to sign up for this. Another part of it is the memories of your more... innocent moments with them, cuddling with Rogue, kisses with Kitty. They really care for you... and you seem to return their feelings. I... I'm lonely, even with Duncan I never had a connection with him as strong as the one you and Rogue made after a couple of days. I'm Miss Popular... and all I really have are acquaintances." Jean admits, reaching back her hands pausing for a moment before she undoes her bra, letting it fall to the floor, her perfectly perky tits bouncing free as her blush travels down her neck. "Watching Rogue, Kitty, Ellie and Yukio go from classmates to close friends in a single day made me start to think... I wanted that, I wanted to join in, and watching you and Rogue be so... comfortable together made me jealous."
"Seriously?" I ask, surprised.
"Seriously... I don't think you and Rogue realise how close you are. There's dozens of tiny things you do, holding hands in class... when she isn't groping you, little kisses as your hellos and goodbyes, the way she leans into your touch without thinking about it... I dated Duncan to try and be a normal girl for a while, but we dated for months and we never did any of that, leaning into him was an invitation for him to get handsy, if I held his hand in class he'd guide it to his crotch. Even the other couples in Midtown don't seem as close as you two... and I realised I wanted that. I compared you and Duncan as boyfriends and he came up inadequate. The furthest we ever went, no matter what he's told people, is I gave him a blowjob once, he refused to return the favour and half the school knew by the next day... he never got so much as an unenthusiastic handjob after. You don't brag, you don't boast, and you certainly aren't shy about making sure your partner has the time of their life. I can't read your mind but I don't need to be able to read your thought to see you really care about your girls... even if you always seem to want more. If... we do this, will you treat me like you do the others?" she asks, hesitating as she looks into my eyes with surprising vulnerability.
"If that is what you want, of course I will." I say easily. I mean it too, Ellie and Yukio don't need that kind of affection, they get it from each other, so our relationship is more physical. Rogue needs that kind of affection in her life, and so does Kitty (not that she's admitted it yet), so that's what I give them.
"Then I made the right choice." Jean says easily, rising up and hooking her thumbs into the side of her thong, pulling it down exposing a slightly wet pussy, freshly shaven. "Besides, how many people can say they helped save their race? Sure, I think I would have preferred a few more years before motherhood, but the Professor has promised that there will be people to help raise our children, I intend to be a good mother, but the help will be appreciated. I plan on going to college, then university after I graduate, and having a support group to help look after our child while I'm in class and you're... doing whatever you do will be nice. Don't get me wrong... running around in spandex playing hero is fun, but it's not exactly a long-term plan." she says with a smirk.
Clicking my fingers, I unequip my clothes making her eyes widen before she laughs.
"Show off..." she giggles, her eyes moving down to my already erect shaft. "Hm, you can control it's size, can't you? It's bigger when your with Yukio but smaller with Rogue..."
"Yeah, I have some control over it." I admit, Yukio's a freak so making it bigger isn't enough to put her off, while Rogue is eager but still inexperienced.
"Make it... about two inches bigger, and a little thicker. I've thought long and hard about how I want my first time to be." she says walking towards me with a sway to her hips. Following her orders, I start to call on my Incubi nature, going from eight inches to ten and a half. "Perfect, now... do you mind me taking the lead?" she asks. "I think I know exactly how I want this to go."
"Sure, do as you like." I say, cutting off as she closes the distance, kissing me roughly, her hand running through my hair. Without really thinking about it, I cast touch of pleasure and enhance feelings, hearing her moan against my as her tongue plunders my mouth. Normally, I do the plundering... but she's surprisingly forceful.
Breaking the kiss, she pulls me towards the bed, spinning us around and simply pushing me onto it.
Blushing despite the devilish smirk on her face, she moves away for a moment, coming back with a pair of fluffy red handcuffs.
"You tend to just... dominate Ellie and Yukio, not to mention playing with Storm's body however you want as she submits... but this time, I'm in charge." Jean says, bright red at the amused smirk on my face. "Yes, I know you could break these easily." she admits as she binds my hands to the bedposts.
"BDSM on the first date? And I though Yukio was kinky." I drawl as she sits on my legs, kissing me again.
"She is, but she doesn't have a monopoly on kinkiness... so many men fantasise about having power over me, having me on my knees servicing them... I've seen that image so many times I just don't care any more, being the sub doesn't do anything for me... and Scott has ruined loving gentle sex for me by dreaming about it nightly. So, I want to be in charge for once." Jean admits, taking my shaft in her hand with a smirk as she starts to gently stroke it.
"Works for me... it's not my usual fare, but I'm not shy about letting the reins go to someone else for once." I say with a return smirk.
"Good boy..." she says, moving forwards so her knees are at each side of my head. "Now, put that tongue to work... do a good job and I might even return the favour." she says with a cold smile despite her blushing face and embarrassment.
Well... if that's what my 'mistress' wants...
As she fully sits on my face, I happily go to work, my tongue lengthening with a touch of Incubus magic as I latch my mouth onto her dripping slit.
"G-good... oh, Fuck... it's so much better in person... G-good boy... pleasure your Mhmmm-Mistress." Jean moans out, her hands running through my hair as she stares down at me, her face flushed with pleasure.
A first timer, trying to dominate an incubus? She's mistaken all her mental voyeurism for actual experience, and that was a mistake.
I believe the right term here would be... Power-bottom. Even with my hands bound, I have her writhing around above me in a mere moment, her attempts at being at playing the mistress vanishing as her moans fill the room.
"O-Ooohh fuck... w-why does it feel so good?" Jean moans, holding herself up by the headboard as pleasure rushes through her body. Why? It's probably the twelve inch long tongue vibrating inside her at a guess.
Her first orgasm crashes into her with the force of a charging Juggernaut, and feeling my pride as an Incubus on the line, I don't let up as her words fall away to endless moans and screams of pleasure. Did she really think she could handle me on her first time? I doubt she's ever had more than her fingers or a toy inside her, and neither can compare to the tongue of an incubus.
Several minutes and four climaxes later, she manages to pull away from me with some effort, her face flushed, her hair messy and sweat coating her body, giving her a healthy gleam as she pants.
"G-good... w-well done." she pants out, staring down at my smirking face as she moves down my body, holding herself just above my shaft. "Well... at least I don't need to worry about being too dry." she quips, staring down at her soaked thighs.
Lowering herself, the bellend of my shaft presses against her soaked lower lips, and with a deep breath, she slams herself down taking all ten inches to the hilt as another moan fills the room.
Her mind has grown more accustomed to the pleasure, and she only takes a minute to start moving, her hips rolling as her pert breasts bounce in my face... I have to resist the urge to break my handcuffs and play with them as her pleasured groans flood my ears.
"O-oh... fuck... I s-should have... Mhmmm... dragged you to bed on the first night." Jean moans out making me grin proudly. I am the best at what I do, and what I do is fucking sexy. "S-something's... coming." she moans, cumming again?
As she screams, her hair bursts into flames, her eyes glowing and wings of flames forming behind her.
The Phoenix, Aspect of Life
LVL – ?
Faction – None (Divine Being)
Role – The Aspect of Life and Resurrection
Race – Primordial Being
Thoughts about you – ?
Unique Skill – Control over Life
Affection – 10
...Oh.
Something's coming? Really Jean?
"Hello, Kuro." The cold but amused voice of my employer says, making me glance at the chair I was sat on before, Death watching with amusement as the Phoenix rides my with a ethereal moan.
"H-Hey?" I say, making her giggle, Jean just went from being tight and warm to almost as tight as Ophis while feeling like a literal furnace, the immense pleasure turning the tables on me completely. On the Ophis scale of tightness, she'd be a 0.8.
"Oh, don't mind me... I'm just here with your reward for sending another target to me, indirectly or not. Your plot with the one called Francis Castle has proven its worth, and he sent the Hand leader Bakuto screaming to the void, I grabbed his soul when the 'Punisher' ended his life with a small mountain of explosives. It was highly entertaining." Death admits easily. "I expanded your Reap to work for your agents as well, an agent of you is an agent of mine after all."
"W-well... that's good?" I ask, trying not to look into the glowing eyes of the Phoenix as her hips slam into mine, the bed shaking from the impact.
"You are wasting your limited time amongst the mortals, Sister." The Phoenix says, making Death laugh outright.
"Look who is talking... you are almost as limited as me, and you're using your time in the mortal realm to get a good fucking, you slut." Death mocks, getting only a smirk from Jean's face.
"With a host, I have far more time than you, you should try it." The Phoenix points out, moaning slightly as she rides me with immense force. "Besides, I am the Aspect of Life and Birth, I am simply assisting my Host in her desire to carry this ones child."
"What host could take me without rotting? What body could hold my power and not be turned to ash?" Death scoffs. "And that's just an excuse, Sister."
"Hm, as if you haven't spent your days playing with yourself as you watch your agent plough his way through the world." Phoenix adds, making Death shrug.
"It is better entertainment that I usually have." Death adds, before she moves.
Well, moves is the wrong word, she is simply in the seat one minute and behind the Phoenix in the next, her naked body covered by Jean's as she reaches around and gropes her sisters hosts breasts, making her moan.
"Listen to you... moaning like a cheap whore. If you wanted to borrow my agent, you could have just asked... I'm sure Kuro wouldn't mind using you like the dumb slut you are." Death mocks, pinching her nipples as she nibbles on Jean's neck. "Sorry to get your hopes up, my agent... you wouldn't survive a session with me, not yet, let along a threesome with my sister." Death teases, her other hand moving to play with Jean's clit. "I just need to put my slutty sister in her place. She's always liked playing with other peoples things."
"You do that." I groan out, finally losing my patience I got to break the handcuffs, before the cold metal digs into my wrists, looking back I give Death a dirty look at the blackened metal, the same colour as my Death Chains.
"Go on, cum for us... fill my sister up with your seed..." Death whispers, her voice easily heard over the Phoenixes moans.
I wish I could say I did it to go along with her, but the immense heat around my shaft is outright otherworldly and I couldn't last much longer inside her anyway. Thrusting up, my seed spurts into her vaginal tunnel, flooding into her vulnerable womb. I haven't sued my fertility spell, but somehow I don't think it matters.
The Phoenix cums with me, a primal scream hurting my enhanced ears as flames wreck Jeans room.
+10 Affection with the Phoenix for getting her and her host pregnant [20/100]
+20 Affection with Jean for being her baby daddy [60/100]
[Strong, Independent Woman] – Jean Grey (The Phoenix) [50]
She might not need no man... but that doesn't mean she doesn't want one. Strong, Independent Women will see you as a worthy partner.
The flames die down, and the glow of Jean's eyes starts to fade, but not before she places a searingly hot kiss on my lips, something rushing through my body as the glow finally fades, Jean simply passing out.
[Minor Blessing of Life]
You have gained the respect and attention of the Aspect that rules over Life, the Phoenix.
Healing and Fire Magic will be more effective and easier to upgrade.
Gods of Life and Resurrection will recognise your position as an chosen of their Master
"I do believe you're the first person to be blessed by Life and Death." Death adds, suddenly wearing a cloak over her body to stop me from seeing anything, a teasing smirk on her face. "And of course, your prize for sending Bakuto to me, even if he was a minor target." She adds, pulling something out from under her robe and placing it on my sweat-covered chest.
A small bone-white face mask shaped like a skull. Interesting... which Hassan are you
"Goodbye, my agent." Death says, leaning down and kissing me lightly, her lips ice cold... and yet, still alluring as she vanishes.
As the chains disappear, I stuff the mask away and check on Jean, she's... utterly out of it. Exhausted but not harmed as far as I can tell.
Hassan of the Cursed Arm's Mask (Catalyst) added to inventory
It takes a few minutes (plus some White Magic to help with her exhaustion) for her to wake up, and as she does she goes bright red.
"Are you..." I start.
"I'm fine... I'm- as fine as I can be with the aspect of Life in my head at least." she says, frowning slightly at something. "That's going to take some getting used to... sorry, that must have been surprising." she says kindly.
"A bit, yeah... you sure you're alright?" I ask making her smile.
"We've... come to an agreement, I'm pregnant by the way, a daughter according to Phoenix." Jean says, a smile on her face as her hand comes to rest on her stomach. "I... want to do more, to go again, but... I need to go and have some... words with Xavier." Jean says, her smile becoming slightly malicious as she climbs on me, looking around her destroyed room. "If you're gonna destroy my stuff every time, you aren't taking over next time." she grumbles to herself as she opens her trashed wardrobe, pulling a skirt and t-shirt out that had been spared the flames.
Pulling them on, she returns and kisses me passionately, her lips having a heat to them they didn't before.
"We will be doing this again... but right now I need to go and talk to Xavier, possibly turning him into a pile of ash depending on his answers. See you later." she says, giving me a peck on the lips before she walks away, her hair still a mess and cum dribbling down her leg.
...I think I should just not be in the mansion right now. On the bright side, Storm takes her students safety seriously, so Rogue and the others will be fine.
Casting Clean, I re-equip some casual clothes and jump through a portal.
Kuro, away!
- Jean -
"Miss Grey, are you unharmed? There was a strange mental presen-" Xavier started before she simply reached out and levitated him out of his chair, slamming him into the wall with a growl.
"The mental block you put in my head, I want answers. Now." she growled, her eyes glowing with her new power... well, new wasn't right, it had always been her power before it was blocked.
"I... the being in your head was too powerful and you were too temperamental, you lashed out with your powers accidentally and gravely hurt some bystanders, I had to do something to stop you from accidentally killing someone." Xavier chocked out, making her pause.
With the Phoenix free, she could remember it, flames raging as Professor Ororo desperately summoned rain to try and put them out.
Lowering him back into her wheelchair, she took a deep breath, her temper burning within.
"You... fine, I understand why you did it... but stay out of my head, you couldn't hope to suppress the Phoenix now anyway." Jean said with a sigh, forcing her anger down.
"I understand you are angry, that you feel betrayed... but I only meant to stop the Phoenix from causing destruction." he said.
"As if he could truly stop me."
Okay, shut up, you aren't helping.
"And yet you never told me there was some alien being in my head." she pointed out. Did he prepare her for when the Phoenix stopped being so passive and just shattered his block? Did he warn her that she had another being in her head with enough power to burn the entire planet and then some? No, he just blocked her from accessing her power, put an emotional block on her ability to get angry, something that she realised explained why she put up with Duncan despite his doucheyness... she couldn't muster enough of her anger with a block on it so she passively stayed with him.
She understood his reasoning... truly she did, but it would be a long time before she could trust him again.
"I apologise, I thought you were not ready, that I had more time... and I was wrong." the Professor admitted. "I have a bad habit of believing that I alone know best, and I am old... set in my ways." he admitted.
"I... I get it, just stay out of my mind, for your own safety. I have an agreement with the Phoenix... but if you enter my mind, you're hers." she explained, making him nod seriously.
"I understand... now, did this... awakening interrupt your task?" he asked, staring at her intently before his eyes moved down to her legs. "I see." he said dryly, making her look down, seeing a thick goop of Kuro's cum moving down past her skirt. Her sweat soaking through her shirt leaving her breasts on full display under the transparent cloth.
"...I am pregnant, with a daughter. Now if you'll excuse me I need to be... not here." she said, feeling her face burn now that her anger had cooled.
Not listening to his response, she ran out of the door immediately meeting the amused looking Wolverine.
"Nice look, red." he chuckled, his eyes roaming her body.
It would take two days for Logan to pull himself back together and make his way back to the school after he landed from his sudden change in height and velocity... several states away from where he started, only his regeneration keeping him alive.
The hole in the roof was quickly repaired.
- Coleen Wing -
Seeing Kuro enter her dojo she smiled, he had messaged her telling her that he had some family business he had to deal with before he could come back. She wasn't going to ask why he wasn't at school, he was hardly the only student in the dojo when they should be elsewhere after all.
"Hey, Sensei." he said easily.
"Welcome back, Kuro. Come in, are you here to train?" she asked.
"I am, brought my own training uniform this time." he said easily, there was something different about him... a slight paleness to his skin, his eyes had an almost hypnotic glow to them, but that wasn't it. "I'll just get changed." he said calmly.
"Of course, we can start when you are ready." she said, watching him walk into the back.
It was how he walked that drew her attention, there was a certain efficiency in the way he moved, every step seemingly planned out to use the least amount of energy, the openings she had seen before gone as her senses told her that attacking him would be countered.
It was something she expected from someone who had years of practice... not a single lesson, no matter how much of a natural he may be.
Kuro wasn't a real martial artist, he had a very well hidden disdain for fighting with his hands, given his magical nature she wasn't that surprised. Honestly, she was more surprised that a fairly famous mage, especially after his interview, was trying to learn martial arts.
As he returned, something told her that having him fight any of her other students would end poorly, a certain dangerous aura radiating off him as he stared her down in an expensive looking black Gi, very high material.
"With me, Kuro." she said, moving onto one of the mats as she saw the other students watching them, knowing something interesting was going to happen.
"Right, just come at me." Colleen said, wanting to get to the bottom of Kuro's new intimidating presence.
As he rushed her, she immediately realised he was holding back, from his steps she could tell that he was used to moving faster and even as she deflected his blow, she felt the sheer power hidden in his body, her arm shaking slightly from the force behind his attack.
Striking him in the chest, she frowned slightly as he didn't even flinch, the step back he took faked as he pretended to get knocked away. She might as well have punched a concrete pillar for all it did to him.
A kick to his side was easily blocked, her extended leg pushed away, sending her spinning before he closed the distance, grabbing her in a tight hold.
It took her a moment to recognise the style, a Krav Maga control hold, a well done one as well. More mysteries.
Trying to break the hold, her eyes widened at the sheer strength holding her against him, her back against his chest, his arm wouldn't even budge, trying a new method she struck at his exposed sides, wincing at the hardness of them as she failed to so much as make him flinch.
Before she could act again, she was thrown, her front slamming into the ground as he moved on top of her, a text-book choke-hold, her body pinned.
Tapping out, she gasped slightly as Kuro was rushed by her students, excited to finally see her lose a fight. It wasn't that she was less skilled, she realised that as she got up, it was simply that Kuro was a beast in the skin of a man, immense strength and endurance making him unbeatable by a normal human. He was very good, expert even, but he hadn't mastered the art like she had.
It stung to know she was limited by her very body.
"Well done... you have learnt... insanely fast." Coleen admitted, bowing to him slightly, her hurt pride soothed by his return bow, just deep enough to be respecting without being submissive.
"Is it magic? Is there a magic spell that lets you learn years of martial arts over night?" one of her students asked excitedly as Kuro laughed.
"Not quite, but you aren't completely wrong either." Kuro admitted.
"Well, you still have more to learn, even if you're insanely strong." Colleen said calmly, getting a nod from him. "For today, why don't you try teaching, you can learn just as much from mentoring as you can practice." she said, watching her students rush to get chosen to train with him.
She wasn't offended, she was good but she wasn't a famous mage, and after his interview he was very famous.
Watching as he picked Jenny, she hid her concern.
Bakuto, her mentor and the one who had given her this dojo was dead, she'd been informed by one of her old students that he'd been blown up during an attack on the Hand... but Murakami, another Hand leader had made it clear that she was still expected to send talented people to them.
They'd taken heavy losses, especially in foot-soldiers, and they wanted replacements... to replace the students who had died in the attacks.
Someone like Kuro would be perfect, but she still hesitated. How many of her students had died for the Hand? How many talented, ambitious kids had she sent into the meat-grinder?
The rest of the day passed fairly quickly, Kuro calmly helping a few different students throughout the day...
And then the phone-call came.
She knew it was coming, with Bakuto dead she had lost her funding and while Murakami had offered more it was on the condition that she sent more people to them, which she hadn't done...
Bakuto's accounts had been locked, which left her behind on payments for the dojo with an annoyed bank breathing down her neck.
"Money problems?" Kuro asked, standing in the doorway of her office with a strange smile. She had thought he'd left with the others.
"Super senses as well?" she asked, making him nod casually.
"It's nothing I can't handle... you don't need to worry." Colleen said quickly, making his eyebrow raise.
"You realise you're radiating doubt and worry... along with an immense amount of guilt. Emotion Sensing." Kuro pointed out making her sigh, leaning against her desk.
"That's just... unfair." she said, not denying it. "Is there anything you can't do?" she asked, making him shrug.
"Right now? Plenty, give me some time though and I'm sure I can change that." Kuro said calmly. "For instance, would you like to be stronger?" he asked, watching her pause. "I felt your bitterness when you realised how strong I am... I could make you stronger, faster, better." he said walking towards her.
"What's the catch? You've spent two afternoons here, what's your game? What would it cost me?" Colleen asked, watching him smile. She couldn't lie... having a teen surpass her in such a short amount of time was just insulting.
"The cost?" Kuro asked, walking towards her with a devilish smile. "My gift comes with a price, I can make you stronger and faster, but you'll gain a desire to submit to me, to obey my will. If you're strong-willed enough to ignore it, then my gift is free, if you aren't then you are the price, your loyalty and obedience." he said calmly, making her freeze.
"A gamble, then? Will you take my soul if I lose?" she asked, making him chuckle.
"Nope, just your body." Kuro admitted. "How about an additional bonus, no matter whether you win or lose, I'll pay off your current debt." he said, making her bite her lip.
This was a deal with the devil, but the devil was enticing.
"Can I have some time to think about it?" Colleen asked, making him smile in amusement. She didn't have time, she needed money within three days and he probably knew it.
"Of course, just tell me when you've made your decision. I can wait." Kuro said. "But don't you need the money now?" he asked, confirming her suspicion.
Staring at him, she didn't answer his rhetorical question.
Watching as he reached into his pocket, her eyes widened at the sight of the stack of notes he pulled out, bigger than the pocket should have been able to fit... and it was all in big notes.
"How would you like an advance? To give you more time to think?" Kuro asked, smiling at her almost kindly.
"And what will that cost me?" she asked, not taking it from his hands making him chuckle as he put it down on her desk.
"Hmm, how about a peek of my prize if I win?" he asked, his eyes lowering to her body.
"You..." Colleen started, before pausing with a deep sigh. "are a pervert." she sighed, almost amused at his perversion, she'd almost forgotten he was a teenage boy.
That money would get them off her back for a month, just like that. She could clear her debts, and stop the interest from growing.
"Just a peek?" she asked again, staring at him. She'd failed so many of her students, sending them to the grinder, but she opened this place to give the less fortunate a safe place, a way to learn to defend themselves. Some of her students only had the dojo as their safe space.
"Just a peek." Kuro confirmed.
Hesitating, she grabbed the bottom of her tank-top, sighing as she pulled it up and over her head, undoing her sports bra and letting it drop.
Touching her belt, she cursed the slight feeling of arousal. She had a thing for strength, she knew that... and Kuro was very strong.
"Is there a problem?" he asked, his eyes taking in her small breasts.
Yes, there was a problem, she was growing wet at Kuro's domineering attitude, and she didn't want to give him ideas as he saw her damp panties.
"What if I let you touch, instead?" she asked, making his eyebrows rise. "You can touch my breasts and I keep my bottoms on." she bargained.
"That's fair..." Kuro said, closing the distance. As his hand came to her chest, she bit down her arousal, she had a feeling if she let that moan escape her, she'd be bent over her desk soon.
Staring at him as blankly as she could, she bit her lip to keep in her little whimpers and moans as his unnaturally skilled fingers toyed with her hardened nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb sending waves of hot pleasure through her body.
If this is what it felt like with just a single hand... how would it feel if she let it go further?
As her mind and body started to betray her, he captured her lips and she couldn't bring herself to stop him as her lips parted, allowing her tongue entrance. The confident way he just took what he wanted turning her on more than she would admit, it was why she said nothing as his other hand made it under her bottoms, cupping her ass under her panties.
As her climax crashed into her, his dexterous fingers making her cum just by groping her breasts and ass, she half-screamed into his mouth, breaking the kiss as she panted.
Staring at the smirking teen, she felt herself grow red at his amused look... and the way her eyes lingered on the bulge on his crotch.
"A good 'peek'... when you decide to take my offer, let me know..." Kuro said calmly, kissing her again before he walked out of the room, leaving the money behind.
Despite herself, she was forced to stop herself from calling out to him, knowing that she'd lose herself completely if she did.
She'd basically just whored herself out, let him have his way with her even if he hadn't fucked her... she should feel ashamed or humiliated...
So why was she disappointed he'd let her off so easily?
- Kuro -
Heading out of the dojo, I smile to myself.
Colleen has a thing for strength and power, it comes from her old and dead crush on Bakuto, wanting him to take her after their sparring sessions.
I just brought back those feelings, I could have bent her over the desk and had my way with her and she wouldn't have put up a fight, but she would have felt used and disgusted at herself afterwards.
She'll come to me, she's had a taste of what I can offer and she wants to surpass her human limits. She'll make a fine thrall, the nobles of Nova Roma that I turned were all soft and weak before hand, Colleen is a very talented fighter limited by her human form.
She'll be far stronger than Lucretia, Ilithyia or Tertulla, and once she's a thrall she'll feel bound to obey me, which means I can use her against the Hand... not that the Punisher isn't wrecking them with terrifying efficiency.
Turns out when you have literally no self-preservation or morals, a nut-job with a lot of guns and explosives is more than a match for some highly trained martial artists.
So, what now?
Setting off on a little walk, I let my mind wander.
I've been doing some thinking, Kuro Tepes is the public face of the beast called Kuro, the magical mutant who dabbles in business, Saraqiel is my weapon to deal with Villains, Overlord Kuro doesn't exist in Marvel and I plan on it staying that way... so how do I deal with good guys in my way? Which body can make deals with villains and work behind the scenes?
Well, obviously a new face to the creature called 'Kuro'.
When Saraqiel isn't working on her crusade, I've had her working on the upgrade quest for Multi-form to add a new form, which was mostly just a time requirement for amount of time using it along with a requirement to kill a certain amount of enemies with a multi-form... which she has done easily.
There's so many little crime syndicates out there that no-one will miss.
The Angel of Vengeance can't be making deals with criminals... Kuro Tepes certainly can't... but my new body? That will be able to move amongst the criminals and villains of this world far easier.
Maybe I should make a hero form and 'join' the avengers later on? Something to think about.
Finding a nice alleyway, I head back to Xavier's.
- New Multiform Kuro -
The first problem is an obvious one, how do I stop people from connecting me with Kuro Tepes, the nice healer?
I put some thought into this, and then I realised the obvious answer... I just need to look different from Kuro Tepes.
Which lead to my second problem, how do I change my appearance? I can't actually shapeshift other than to Saraqiel or my Incubus Form.
So, I dug deep through my memories, thought long and hard about how I could do it... and then I came to a simple answer.
I just need to take the power from someone else... so that's exactly what I did.
[Body Alteration: (X-Gene)]
The ability to change the physical appearance of any other person by touch.
Cannot be used on yourself.
Masque doesn't actually have any powers other than this, so he wasn't much of a threat in honesty. Honestly, I did the Morlocks a favour by getting rid of him... and the sewers are a poor place to fight a vampire.
Calling on my full power, I left the other forms with one third for a while, none of them are in battle anyway... and with my full power at my call, I ended him without a challenge.
First, I called a thick fog into the tunnels, then I dashed forwards and I was a mile away before anyone noticed he was gone.
Now, I thought I could cheat this with my multi-form, but it still doesn't work that way, so I had to take the upgrade quest for it.
[Body Modification Upgrade Quest]
Objective: Modify 100 Bodies [0/100]
Reward: Self Modification
Now, that might seem like a problem at first... but I have a simple solution.
Taking a portal to another city, I equip my new outfit.
Honestly, I look ridiculous, but that might just be the ying-yang shaped mask and the massive flowing hooded cape. My outfit has a deliberate touch of oriental with a tight fitting completely concealing black shirt, trousers and gloves, a large thin black staff (just a stick to be honest) in my hand.
Basically, I look suspicious as fuck as I walk through the street, the only lighting coming from the occasional not broken street lamp and the moon, when it isn't hidden by the smoggy clouds.
Finding what I am looking for, I walk towards the homeless man sitting in the alcove of an abandoned stores, he doesn't see me until I'm already lurking over him due to the darkness and as his eyes widen, I reach out and place a hand on his head.
What is noticeable in the dark night is the bright white light shining as I cure the man, his diseases and injuries vanishing as I remake him. He was attractive once, before the drugs and years on the street, and now purged of his addiction, I remake him to be better than ever, a flawless version of his old self, his years turned back by almost two decades.
"You have been treat poorly by this world but your own choices lead you to this point, do not make the same mistakes twice." I say calmly. "For this night, I will be wandering these streets, helping those who need it, send any you know this way for their life to start anew." I say, turning and walking away without listening to his sputtered thanks.
This is the Masked Healer, pending a better name, a mysterious mage who revealed himself after Magic was revealed to the masses, no name or face, just a strange mask and outfit wandering the streets healing the homeless.
Sorry, Fury... you're probably going to have an aneurysm at the rate I'm going.
The night flies by as I am followed by an increasing crowd of beautiful men and woman, and when the horde finally attracts police attention, I simply... vanish.
Summoning a pillar of light, I disappear with a smirk under my mask at the baffled Washington D.C policemen, leaving them with a horde of angry homeless.
One night, hundreds of healed homeless.
Unmasking, I smile at my completed quest. Incredibly easy... and Kuro Tepes has a nice alibi for the whole night. He's cuddling with Rogue as they watch a movie with some classmates, very sweet and innocent... and more importantly, surrounded by witnesses and alibis.
Touching my own face, I remake my appearance with some thought, I usually go for younger looking faces, but not this time.
Going for an... older look, I give myself an attractive aristocratic looking face, short black hair with slight signs of grey and a fairly large full beard and a piercing set of yellow-golden eyes.
Looking into the mirror in my Tower bedroom, I nod before I head back to Earth, smiling to myself.
This is the face of the newest Super villain and crime lord of New York, for now. Now I just need a gang to actually lord over... and why start your own when you can just take over an already existing one?
As for how to take over a gang? Well, first I need the right skills to do so.
Which means a certain someone with a penchant for purple has outlived his welcome.
I found him a while ago, he isn't particularly subtle and Jessica Jones is fairly recognisable.
Time to deal with the Purple Man.
Moving the spirit into a hidden place, I swap locations with it and make my way to the hotel room Kilgrave has claimed as his own, the only person still awake is the receptionist who is easily hypnotised by a quick vampiric gaze, and a short telepathic burst erases her memories of every seeing me as I head to the penthouse.
Reaching the door, I simply kick it in, breaking the lock. Kilgrave had the cameras turned off, which has only served to make his execution all the easier.
"What the- I told you all to not come in here!" Kilgrave's recognisable voice shouts out as he storms out of the room, David Tennant in all his glory... quite literally marching out of the bedroom. "Who are you, wait! I don't care, turn around, leave the hotel and throw yourself into the nearest river." he orders with a scowl.
Mind Control Pheromones resisted
"No thanks." I reply, closing the distance with a grin as I grab his throat, cutting off his panicked attempt to call for Jessica to protect him. "Surprise. You're a dangerous one... but without your powers, you're just a man." I say cold smile, sharpening my fangs.
Jessica is watching from the bed, utterly naked as she stares at us... but I'm guess he told her to 'Stay here', and with such a tight grip on his throat, he isn't saying anything to anyone.
He barely gets to let out a scream as I bite down on his neck, draining him to the last drop. He pisses himself in the end, so terrified without his powers to save him, and he dies in utter confusion, not knowing who I am or why I came for him.
Power Drained
[Mind Control – Pheromones]
Allows the user to take control of their target by issuing verbal orders.
Dropping him to the floor, I give him the lava pit treatment and toss him through a portal with a bored grin.
It's fortunate I have my vampiric agility and senses, altering me to the footsteps rushing my way.
Turning, my eyes widen as a super-powered punch almost takes my head off, forcing me to back away from Jessica's attack.
As she uses my movement to run for the door, I sigh. Of course Jessica Jones isn't the type to be thankful she was freed. She sees me as a threat and wants to get away.
A slight flaw in my plan.
"Jessica, stop." I order, watching her freeze in place. "Turn around." I say, watching her slowly spin to face me, her eyes wide in shock and terror. "Come here."
As she walks over to me, I sigh again.
Now, I planned for another Mary Walker being grateful to be freed... but what am I supposed to do with a Jessica who both sees me as a threat and more importantly knows I can steal peoples powers and knows I have Kilgrave's power?
I didn't want to do this as Kuro in case things went wrong, not wanting Kuro Tepes to be linked to a murder if I failed to get through to Jessica... at least with my new face there's no way to link this to me.
Dammit, this hasn't quite gone the way I had planned... although, perhaps I can make use of this?
The newest crime lord in New York could use a super-powered weapon, after all.
First, I deal with this mess... and then, next stop, Club Fenris.
Andrea von Strucker thinks she's smart, hiding under my nose as she plans to kill me for killing her brother/lover... but surprise, I know exactly where you are.
- Bonus Scene – Training -
"Deeper, darling." Emma advised, watching the younger girl force herself to take more of the plastic dildo into her mouth. She'd been fairly surprised when her new student had asked for this kind of training, but certainly not opposed.
The dildo was a perfect cast of Kuro's shaft, at least when he wasn't changing its size, and she'd been making sure the girls she had picked out to go after Cordelia were practising to properly please him.
Watching her hold it deep in her throat, she counted before smiling. "That will be enough, pull back." she ordered.
Pulling back Laura gasped slightly, looking at her blankly.
"When pleasuring a man, you must remember to pay attention to all his manhood, not just the shaft, men have sensitive testicles, and gently massaging them can help bring his release faster." she lectured as the naked girl nodded.
Laura was... broken, her mind was more animalistic than human, seeing Kuro as the alpha male of her pack, and it hadn't been hard to make her see Emma as the alpha female.
Kuro had truly delivered a gem to her, a diamond... the powers of Wolverine with the training of an assassin and such a pliable mind? Simple things like nice foods and a hot-tub had all but cemented her loyalty to Kuro and his 'pack', and now she was the most dangerous eager to please puppy in the world.
"Kuro will like that?" Laura asked with a slight hint of hope. Watching Kuro disarm her worst tormentor, quite literally, had left Laura incredibly fond of him even if she didn't understand the emotions herself.
"He will, though with an ass like yours I imagine he will like you bent over more than having you on your knees." Emma complimented with a slightly lewd smile as she reached down and squeezed the curvy ass, admiring its firmness.
"I see..." Laura said calmly, uncaring as Emma's hands roamed over her body. Kuro had corrupted her, after pushing her over the line with Cordelia, she couldn't bring herself to go back across it.
"Do you remember how to kiss properly?" Emma asked, getting a nod as Laura immediately kissed her, Laura's own hands moving to Emma's ass as she parted her lips.
The things she did for Kuro...
Breaking the kiss, she moved to her office chair and sat down, panting slightly. Laura was a... fast learner. There was little point putting her in classes, she simply didn't care about learning anything but physical education, so she'd simply made the girl her assistant and 'apprentice'.
Looking on the cameras, she rolled her eyes fondly seeing Cordelia in the dining room, a hand on her stomach as she regaled her tale of her time with Kuro with some embellishments about her own talents, leaving out that she spent the entire time tied to the bed. Cordelia was lapping up the attention, and would be long after her children were born.
"Laura, come here, would you?" she asked, not needing to say much more before Laura moved onto her knees, crawling under the desk. Kuro had a harem, and knowing how to pleasure both genders was important for a good harem member.
It was all for her training, naturally.
Besides, paperwork was so much more enjoyable with a talented tongue lapping at your naked slit.