[HARLEM - 5 June 2009 - 01:01 Am]
"I knew if I put you on the job, you'd get it done..." Rosa comes walking out from behind the men and stops, standing a few steps away from her with an umbrella in hand.
"You didn't think I would just let you go, now did you?" he says, smirking at her. Black Cat, held captive by her arms behind her back by two of Rosa's men and six other guys aiming guns at her, just glares at him without saying anything.
"Check the bag, and make sure it's there," Rosa says to one of the men holding Black Cat. The man lets go of her, making sure his partner has a good grip on her arms, and takes the duffel bag from her shoulders and opens it.
"It's here, Boss," He says, holding the Reliquary in his hand.
"It's raining cats and dogs out here, and it could get quite 'slippery' out here," Black Cat says, smirking at the man holding the Reliquary.
The man and Rosa look confused at her. Just before Rosa can say anything, he watches in wide-eyed horror as Black Cat slips from the hold of the guy and hits him in the face with her elbow.
The Reliquary slips out of the hands of the other guy, and before he can grab it, Black Cat snatches the object first, steps on his thigh, and flips over his head, landing next to the side of the building's entrance.
"Give me the intel, or I swear to god I will smash this creepy ass skull to bits," She threatens, glaring at Rosa.
"Oh, you actually believed I had info on that person?" Rosa says, laughing at her. He sneers at her, "Gone a bit soft in the head, have we?".
"I went to a lot of trouble getting this creepy thing" She looks at him now, annoyed, and then smiles at him. "Seems now I should just take this thing and figure out why you want it so much."
Rosa clenches his free hand and glares at her. "You steal stuff. That's what you do! how hard could it have been?!" He holds out his hand to her. "Now, hand it over!"
"There were dogs. I hate dogs," she says, smirking at him.
They stare at each other for a few seconds, then Black Cat sighs in defeat as if conceding and says, holding out the object, "Fine, I don't really give a shit about this creepy skull."
"You there go and get it!" Rosa says to the man next to him.
"No! just you." She says, glaring at the man that was about to move.
Rosa looks at her for a few moments and then sighs, walking toward her. "I don't have time for this!".
"I'll 'miss' you, Rosa," Black Cat says with a smirk. Before he can take the object, she grabs him by the arm and judo flips him to the ground. She purposely drops the thing, jumps off the back wall, shoots her grappling hook at the opposite building, and zips away. Meanwhile, Rosa's men miss every bullet they fire at her.
"What should we do sir?" One of the men asks after they stop shooting and watch Black Cat disappear into the night.
Rosa gets up from the ground, drenched in water, and picks up the object. "Leave it. I got what I came for"
[QUEENS - 5 June 2009 - 01:55 Am]
Black Cat stomps angrily into her Hideout, walks over to her mini infirmary, takes out the medkit and walks over to her desk, and sits down in her chair, placing the medkit on the table.
She removes the top part of her suit with a grimace and wincing in pain. She tosses the top part to the floor, leaving her chest bare. she opens the medkit, takes out the items needed, and first cleans her left shoulder wound. "That fucking bitch." she barely winces while cleaning the damage.
After cleaning the wound, she picks up the surgical staplers and staples her wound closed, wincing at each staple. She takes the gauze and starts bandaging her wound. After a few wraps, she ties up the bandage.
"Now, how am I gonna do you," She says with a frown looking down at the horizontal cut across her chest. She looks up and turns around, hearing the entrance to the Hideout opening.
Red Hood walks in, with the doors closing behind him, whistling a tune. He walks to the armory without looking at her, "What happened to you, Cat?" he asks as he takes off his helmet.
"Some meta-human bitch", she snarls, looking at him as he takes off his jacket. After removing his jacket, he removes his gloves, unzips his Triple-Weave Kevlar body armor, and places them on the armor stand.
"Meta-human?" Now shirtless, he asks her confusedly as he walks over to her. He stops in front of her and starts cleaning her chest wound.
"She had some kind of nullification ability that basically made my powers worthless." She says, slightly wincing at the sting of the antiseptic.
"Did she give you these cuts?" he gestures to her chest and bandaged shoulder after cleaning the wound.
"Yeah, she had this peculiar double serrated wooden sword. She was good with it, too." she nods, leaning a bit forward in the chair so that Jason can wrap the gauze around her chest.
"So you got, your ass beat?" he says with a teasing done with wrapping and tying the gauze.
"I will stab you," she says, threateningly activating her claws, looking at him with an annoyed glare. Jason holds up his hands in a placating manner. She stares at him through narrowed eyes for a few moments. Feeling satisfied he got the message, she retracts her claws and slumps back in the chair.
"Where's Max?" She says, looking up at him curiously. He shrugs. "Probably still out on patrol, " he says to her, reaching over and taking off her eye mask and black wig. Revealing her beautiful green eyes and now short wavy platinum hair in a bob cut.
"You okay?" he says, threading his hand through her hair and massaging it. "Yeah, I'm fine, and you?" She says, closing her eyes and leaning into the massage.
"I'm fine," he says softly.
(Steaminess incoming)
He pulls her by the back of her hair softly so that she's looking up at him. She opens her eyes slowly and watches him lean down and kiss her softly on the forehead, nose, and lips in a slow, passionate kiss, which quickly turns rough and needy.
He pulled back from the kiss, making her whine in protest but almost immediately sighing in pleasure when he started kissing down her neck. His hand trailed up her sides to her right breast, giving it a firm squeeze and kneading it, making her moan softly.
He continues down her neck to her collarbone bone, leaving kisses and marks behind.
He places a soft peck on the gauze above her breasts and then latches onto her left nipple. Her breath hitches at the sudden sensation of her nipple being sucked and nibbled on.
She brushes her hand through his hair while panting and moaning softly at the delightful sensations. He removes his hand from her breast, unbuckles her pants, and pulls it down. She lifts her butt, making it easier for him to remove her pants and panties.
He pulls back from her nipple and kneels between her open legs. He starts planting kisses across her thighs.
"Hey, maybe we should stop befo--"she didn't get to finish her sentence as she felt his tongue slowly glide across her inner folds to her clit, which he sucked on softly. She gasped sharply, "Oh,fuck...forget it".
Jason smirked as he continued with his cunnilingus. He has eaten her out a bunch of times, but she tasted just as good as the first time he decided to taste her lady bits.
Felicia felt great, really great, in fact. She was pissed off and stressed from the Harlem incident but didn't want Jason to know what she was doing just yet. So she acted like she was fine...what good that helped as he saw right through her bullshit, and now he is sending her to cloud nine.
"Hoooly shit," she gasped loudly and grabbed his hair tightly. He inserted a finger into her warmth, bringing her out of her wandering thoughts.
"Oi, ease up on the hair," he says in mock anger, smirking at her. She glances down at his smug face through lidded eyes panting and moaning breathily.
"Oh, shut up and get back to work you tart," she says, whimpering and pulling his head back to her pussy. He laughs softly and goes back to fingering and sucking on her clit. He alternated between long licks and swirling, enticing appreciative groans from Felicia.
He could tell she was getting close when she started grinding against his face, chasing her climax. He gripped her thighs firmly to keep her in place. He gave another intense lick and ended the motion with a long, hard suck of her clit.
"FUUuuuck," she squealed, wrapping her legs around his head, trembling and arching her back off the chair. Her toes curled while the burning heat overtook her, pleasure exploding through her nerves while she sucked in strained breaths.
After a few seconds of twitching and finally getting back feeling in her limbs, she slumped back in the chair, her legs hanging off his shoulders. She watched him through lidded eyes, trying to catch her breath.
"Still got it." Jason patted himself on the back and smiled smugly at her.
"Smug prick," she says, kicking him in the face and chuckling softly, watching him fall on his butt, holding on to his face.
"Hey!! is this how you repay me for my services?" he says, pointing a finger and glaring at her.
"Yes," she says, looking at him blankly with a faint smile. He looks away with a pout and sulks.
She looks at his pouting face and giggles, causing him to turn to her and smile brightly at her.
"Feeling better now."
"Yeah thanks, you didn't have to do that by the way."
"No probs and I wanted to."
"Okay...I love you."
"I know"
She tosses her coffee mug at him, which he dodges out of the way, laughing.
"Little shit"
"You know you love me."
[Outside Of The Hideout]
Apollo is standing at the entrance contemplating whether to go in or not.
"I'll just come back later," He says, walking away.
[ MIDTOWN TECHNICAL HIGHSCHOOL - 10 June 2009 - 11:00 Am]
"I still can't believe you got me into Midtown Tech," Max says, standing by the roof railing and looking down at the other students.
"I know a guy, who knows a guy that knows another guy that knows a guy named Guy.", Jason says, lying on the floor using Felicia's lap as a pillow.
"What?" Max turns and looks at him, befuddled.
"Anyway this Friday your going to Arizona," Jason says, ignoring his question.
"Wait a minute," Max says, holding up his hand, shocked, "What do you mean I'm going to Arizona?" he looks at him, confused.
"Think of it like a job evaluation," Jason says calmly, still not looking at him. Max just looks at him, even more confused. "What do you mean, job evaluation?"
"If you finish this solo mission without dying," he lifts his head from his lap pillow and looks at the confused boy, "Then I'll take off all the trackers and bugs from your suit."
"You did WHAT???" he exclaims in shock, horrified. Jason just lies down without a care, "Remember, Friday, don't be late, or else I'll hunt you down and toss you on that plane myself."
Max looks shocked and annoyed. He looks to Felicia, who is smiling at his suffering in amusement. He sighs, giving up., "Fine."
Jason just gives him a thumbs up.
"Unreasonable Ass," Max says under his breath.
"I heard that"
"How???"
"..."
"Oh come on!!"