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Betad by
The Game Master
Chapter 19.5: New Wave's Night Out
— Amelia Dallon (Panacea) —
She kinda needed this.
Home was going to be a clusterfuck after Carol tried her genius plan of flashing her tits and Sol like he'd just do whatever she said in exchange for banging a middle-aged lawyer.
Not to mention… her 'father' was currently waging a war on the Sons of Samedi, and while a part of her said she had to be there, to help stop the damage he was doing, a larger part wanted nothing to do with him.
Their adventuring was… fun. Crazy fantasy lands, monsters, the ability to just let loose and do what you want. With her Carbuncle and White Magic, she was so much more active in fights now. No more just sitting on the sidelines waiting for the 'fun' to end. It was more intense, throwing up shields of light when an ally (Vicky) overextended, managing her buffs so they didn't run out at key moments. It was taxing, tracking her mana usage so she didn't run out in emergencies but for today they could… blatantly cheat.
Azuth was the Server Admin and fought like it. His magic was bullshit, summoning monsters to fight for him (Crystal was never gonna stop teasing Eric for staring at the Flame Atronachs ass), and he had a bullshit spell that let him share his mana regen with an ally.
She regenned a decent amount. It was a drop in a tsunami compared to what Sol regenerated every second. Effectively, this was the tutorial for her to better learn to use her White Magic with a broken NPC babysitting her and covering for her when she overextended.
It was nice to not worry about the world for a while. It was even nicer that Sol's changed rules meant that civilian injuries were way down. Sure, it didn't affect cancer or illness but her job was trivial compared to what it had been before he grabbed the Cape scene by the balls and said 'no, we're doing things my way.'
Plus the quests meant that if she was needed, the quest told her and she could hop over, fix them up in ten seconds, and go right back to what she was doing.
You would think after their grand victory in their hunt they would celebrate in a tavern or something but…
Looking around the nightclub, filled with alien species and futuristic technology, she snorted. Sol really did just do whatever he wanted. Eric had nerded out over the Sci-Fi expansion that was apparently still a work in progress.
He already really wanted a spaceship. She knew the Wards enough to know that Chris would literally kill for one.
This was the 'Citadel' the hub for the sci-fi dimension, and she knew Vicky and Crystal, extrovert supremes, had taken hundreds of pictures of both the club and the Citadel itself (with Sol's permission to post them as a teaser).
She wasn't a white mage here. No, she was a special type of Biotic. Vicky had gone all out and changed from hers usual 'haha flying brick' to sci-fi sniper assassin with invisibility and hacking skills. Crystal joined her in the ranks of the biotics but with far more focus on crushing your enemies.
Eric got a mech.
Eric had to be literally dragged out of his mech.
At least he'd been distracted by his pouting by the Asari and Twi'lek dancers. Crystal would once again not let him off for drooling.
She was just glad Crystal was too busy teasing Eric to notice she was drooling.
It was also an interesting thing to check the rankings for this realm and see one name above all else.
Not Sol, he wasn't on the leaderboards.
No, it was Dragon and her absolutely fucking horrifying fleet. Ah yes, Dragon plays this game. She conquered the entire Outer Rim for her guild. She had infinite money, and more battleships than Vicky had bullets.
If she had a credit for every NPC Dragon had under her command, she'd have a metric shit ton of credits.
Sol explained that Dragon was the intergalactic peacekeeper. She was the heavy hand of the law in this lawless galaxy. You cause too much trouble, Big D comes for you.
Watching Vicky and Crystal do something that could, if you were really generous, be called dancing, Amy snorted into her cocktail.
Sol was distracted, focusing on something she couldn't see. He was always busy, and she appreciated the time he was spending with them. Especially since it got them out of the house while Aunt Sarah and Jess tried to beat some sense into Carol.
Eric was… where was Eric? Meh. He'd show up.
"Thanks," Amy said, getting Sol's attention. For a moment, he blinked in confusion at what the hell she was talking about. "For Carol."
"You think I wanted to deal with that?" Sol asked plainly, getting a snort from her.
"No, but you know you were way nicer to New Wave than you could have been. Probably should have been," Amy pointed out. "You just finished warning about blacklists before she showed up. Nobody would have blamed you if you blacklisted us."
"I'm allowed to play favourites," Sol said with a shrug, swiping his hand to dismiss something. "And no offence, but New Wave are small enough on the international scale that nobody really cares."
"Huh. Yeah, I guess," Amy agreed. She could see it. They were too small to be a major threat to any of the biggest players. If he was favouring the PRT the same way, it'd be a different situation, but New Wave was a Brockton Bay exclusive thing that had never really recovered from the bombing. "Thanks anyway. I really do owe you."
"Oh? Have I been upgraded again," Sol asked with a lazy grin as she snorted.
"Maybe. Mildly enthusiastic is as high as that goes, but I can offer you a complementary upgrade to me being fully nude while I do it, with some groping privs," Amy offered in a faux-serious voice. "Or you can fuck my tits, as long as you do the work while I lay down and don't finish on my face."
"You're so generous," Sol praised as they shared a look before snorting.
"I truly am, aren't I?" Amy asked magnanimously before she paused. "You know I'm serious about it, right? I'd do it. Mildly enthusiastically."
Sol trailed off, and maybe it was the fact that he'd been drinking cocktails too that had his gaze lower to her breasts for a moment, but she didn't shy away. She was dressed in some white and gold sci-fi bodysuit Vicky had basically forced her into, far too skintight for her likings.
She liked her baggy robes but this wasn't… terrible.
She was serious. She'd been ready to basically do whatever the hell it took to convince Sol. He could have demanded lifetime access to all three holes and she'd have agreed to avoid becoming the Red Queen he foresaw.
"I'm not in the habit of forcing my friends into such things," Sol said, slipping back into his Azuth talk just a little. He did that when he was feeling uncomfortable. She got it, she slipped into Panacea sometimes.
"It's not forcing if I'm offering," Amy replied, her own courage emboldened by the single cocktail she'd had. It was purple and bubbled, with some name she couldn't pronounce but it made her stomach do funny things that she liked. She wasn't drunk, having cast a spell to sober herself up, but it was still some liquid courage. "You yourself said the idea was hot."
"Because it is," Sol admitted. She paused, wondering if she was actually going to go through with this before she glanced toward Vicky and Crystal. The party girls were still occupied, Eric was Sol-knows-where. Reaching out, she placed a hand on her upper thigh and gave him a challenging look as it creeped further up.
Vicky kept telling her to loosen up, and the idea of actually dating was still something she found abhorrent. It was so much drama and for what? As her hand reached his bulge, she felt the size and hardness of his shaft under his pants, tracing her fingers along it as she kept eye contact with him.
"How drunk are you?" Sol asked, but she just laughed.
"High on life, maybe. Beyond that, stone cold sober. Do your magic, check for yourself," Amy challenged, amused as he did exactly that. Sol was a good guy, behind his act and whatever was pushing him to do everything he did. He wasn't interested in taking advantage of her.
Whatever he found, it didn't make him stop her as she unzipped his pants and extracted his cock right there under the table.
What would her family think? Well, Vicky and Crystal would probably approve. Carol would see it as proof that she was right, Sarah and Jess would… probably sigh amusedly. Or maybe just be glad it wasn't Crystal causing a scene again.
Grasping his cock, she squeezed lightly as she gave it a long, slow stroke before beginning to move with a smirk on her lips. Sol hesitated but he did nothing to stop her from jerking him off under the table. It was funny to see the usually confident wizard completely caught off guard.
It was interesting to not be able to actually feel anything with her powers. Even with the limiters he'd placed on her, she still had that for most people because it was too damn useful to know exactly what was wrong. She had no idea what was going on in Sol's body…
Well, she had some ideas as his shaft twitched in her hand. She probably wasn't going to be able to get him off like this, but it was safe to say he knew she was serious now.
"Sorry, I'll be keeping my clothes on. Don't want to give Eric a show," Amy said, her tone casual as she sped up. Maybe it was holding back so much that was pushing her forward. All that pretending but Sol knew exactly what she was. He was someone she could be honest with. Someone she could let loose with and stop pretending. Just doing what you wanted after so much hiding had an appeal to it. Well, not exactly what she wanted.
She'd rather be fingering a hot blonde, but this… felt pretty sexy. And seriously naughty as she stroked his shaft with an innocent look on her face that was betrayed by the amusement in her eyes.
"It's only fair, after Carol went and got you worked up," Amy whispered, squeezing just a little tighter as she jerked him off. Azuth, Lord of Spells and King of Games, brought low by a virgin's sloppy handjob under the table.
"You are a terrible human being," Sol commented, and she went to respond before shrugging.
"Probably," Amy admitted. "But I don't see you using your grand powers to stop me."
She went to continue before she froze as Vicky approached, spotting the 'menu' Sol had opened to block her view more.
"Come on you two, are you just going to sit around all night?" Vicky complained, unaware of the way Amy's hand was still moving. God this felt fucked up… and so damn hot. It wasn't even that Sol was her type, cute as he could be. But the situation was wilder than anything she'd done before.
…except maybe the time she'd pleasured herself while smelling Vicky's used thong.
"We're having plenty of fun, right here," Amy drawled in her usual annoyed voice that she used when Vicky was trying to make her do extrovert things. "Right, Sol?"
"Yeah. Besides, I was getting some work done," Sol said, gesturing to the menu before him. "A wizard's work is never done, and all that."
"Ugh, lame!" Vicky whined, stomping her feet. Amy tried not to stare at the tiny silver dress Vicky had picked for space clubbing. It barely reached her upper-thighs, and left plenty on display upstairs. "Come onnnnn~ don't you want to have some fun?"
She was half tempted to show Vicky exactly what she was doing, just to prove that Amy wasn't as boring as she thought. She immediately thought better.
"Fine, we'll come and dance but let us finish our drinks first," Amy said with a roll of her eyes, grabbing her second cocktail. THis was one dark blue and looked like it had a mini galaxy inside it.
"Maybe it'll get you to loosen up," Vicky teased, turning back and heading back to the dance floor. "Five minutes! Before I come and grab you both!"
Could she finish him in five minutes? Probably not, it wasn't like she had a clue what she was doing.
"Lemme just run to the toilet," Amy said, rising and leaving Sol for a moment as she glanced around the bathroom. The NPCs didn't actually use the services so they'd always be free for players, so the coast was clear as she unzipped her bodysuit and pulled up her bra, face burning as she snapped a quick photo of her bare breasts before returning to Sol.
Before he could say anything (and before her nerve failed her), she text him the picture and restarted the process of polishing the wizard's staff.
"Fuck, Amy," Sol groaned, looking at the picture of her fat tits as she pleasured him.
"Not anytime soon," Amy teased back with a snort. "This isn't going inside me… unless it's a threesome with a really hot girl. Then I'll consider it. Preferably a blonde."
"I'll keep that in mind," Sol agreed as they shared another moment of amusement. He was definitely a pervert as well, she knew her own kind. Considering all his power, the world was lucky he didn't go Heartbreaker 2.0 on them. His breathing was growing heavier, but she knew they were on a time limit because Vicky's five minutes was really a three minutes until she got impatient.
"You know, since I kept my clothes on, I guess I still owe you," Amy said quietly, stroking him faster. "I bet you can't wait to have this big cock between my tits, can you? Or maybe you'd prefer my thighs? Can you imagine fucking them? My pussy grinding along your cock as you go to town. If you get me wet enough, I might even cum… and not mind if you 'slip'."
And Vicky thought she needed to loosen up?
Continuing to dirty talk him, she felt herself getting worked up despite everything. She was wet, biting her lip as she stared at the cock she was jerking off.
"You're the only guy I'd do this for, you know? The only one who is going to see my tits, to feel them, in your hand, around your cock," Amy pointed out. "I'll do this for you whenever you want, so don't hold back and cum for me."
Sol hid his groan, but she felt his cock reacting as she sped up until… it burst. She watched as his cum spurted onto the underside of their table and her hand. Keeping stroking until he finished, she grinned more to herself.
Yeah, this wasn't bad. Grabbing some napkins, she wiped her hand clean and then did the same for his cock before she slipped it away with a confident grin. She'd always been passed over in terms of looks for literally every other family member but Sol genuinely found her sexy.
"You can keep the picture, call it a souvenir," Amy offered with a wry smile. "And I meant it, I don't mind doing this again. It was… kinda fun."
"Maybe Carol was right to fear an unleashed Amy," Sol said dryly as she snorted.
"I didn't hear you complaining," Amy pointed out plainly. "Nor do I see you deleting the picture. Actually, I think I just saw you save it."
"Fair enough," Sol agreed.
"So, are you going to bang Crystal tonight? She's been giving you fuck me eyes all day," Amy asked, and Sol shrugged.
"The night is still young," Sol said simply.
"If you do, can I watch?" Amy asked, being honest with herself for once. The idea of watching Crystal getting fucked wasn't quite as good as if it was Vicky (and not fucking Dean), but Crystal was seriously hot and hit a lot of the same buttons that Vicky did, just with smaller breasts and a lithe body.
"As I said, the night is still young. Who knows what it could bring?" Sol agreed, dismissing the menu he hadn't touched once and rising as she did the same. "But for now, we must suffer the dance floor."
"Not the Lord of Dance, then?" Amy asked with a laugh. "Not gonna cheat a dancing skill before making a fool of yourself?"
"Nah. I'm a half-decent dancer as it is, and I think Crystal would prefer me to flail a little first," Sol snorted. "Come on, if I have to suffer then so do you."
As Vicky approached, Amy mentally sighed before she looked around and saw a lot of scantily clad alien and human girls on the dance floor.
Eh, fuck it. Time to flail in a vaguely rhythmic way.
— Crystal Pelham (Lasterdream) —
Sol wasn't the best dancer but neither was she, and with her getting them both more cocktails their dancing only became more unstable as she demanded he didn't cheat and sober himself up like Amy had been doing.
Grinding her ass against him, she leaned back and gave him a hungry look. She knew she needed to actually talk to him soon, but for now she settled for dry-humping on the dance floor.
Which funnily enough, was what Amy was doing with one of those blue skinned tentacle headed alien girls. You go girl. It was nice to see Amy let loose, because ever since she'd talked to Sol about her power and admitted she hated her original power, she'd been… more relaxed. It made her feel a little guilty over not noticing, even if she was probably the member who saw her the least with college. She knew Vicky was feeling the same.
Deciding to just rip the bandaid off, she turned and kissed him roughly before grabbing his hand and leading him off the dance floor to a quiet booth.
"So, I know Vicky is trying to hook us up but I wanna be transparent. I'm really not looking for a relationship right now," Crystal admitted. She was still young and between college and her reinvigorated cape life (having your father's potential resurrection in the future would do that), she was too busy for dating.
"Honestly? Same. And I didn't want to tell Vicky this but I do kinda have a erm… benefits situation with someone else already, not a villain," Sol reassured her but she just snorted. Yeah, that didn't surprise her.
"So, you've already got a fuck buddy?" Crystal asked, amused. "Nice. I've never had one. Not a virgin, don't get me wrong, but half the guys just want to bang 'Laserdream' for the bragging rights and I'm not that easy."
"I can imagine. I'm glad male capes get less of that," Sol admitted.
"Hah! Really? You have it way worse than me. You just had Aunt Carol flashing her tits at you. Half the female population wants to get in your pants, either for the bragging rights, or honeypot you or to get something from you," Crystal pointed out, amused by his grimace. "Anyway, friends?"
"That wasn't a kiss between friends," Sol pointed out, and Crystal just smiled impishly.
"With some benefits. Don't get me wrong, as long as we're both on the same page, I'm fucking you tonight," Crystal admitted shamelessly. He was attractive and not likely to get attached if he already had a friend with benefits.
"Friends it is," Sol agreed, giving her a once over as she posed for his viewing pleasure before giggling.
"Today really has been a lot better than it could have been," Crystal admitted. "I guess knowing the Wizard of the Bay has its advantages, my friends would kill to drink here."
"Keep it to yourself, but I'm… well Dragon is working on a civilian mode, so it's not impossible," Sol admitted, getting a laugh from her.
"Somehow, I'm not surprised," Crystal admitted. "…is she your fuck buddy?"
"Nah. Just the most reliable coworker a man can have," Sol admitted.
"Aww, I was kinda hoping to talk you into a threesome so I can win a bet on what Dragon actually looks like. No disguises or screens if she's getting her back blown out," Crystal snorted. "But, alas. Anyway, your place? Assuming you have a place in space."
"I'm Azuth. I have a place everywhere," Sol boasted with a wry smile.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Crystal asked, downing her drink with a challenging look. Sol just laughed, offering her a hand.
— Amy Dallon (Panacea) —
Oh gods, this was all kinds of fucked up.
And yet, sitting in the room completely invisible, she said nothing as her eyes remained glued to the way Crystal was giving Sol a strip tease, peeling down her panties as she shook her ass at her audience.
A shard of guilt stabbed into her chest at the idea that Crystal didn't know she was showing off for two people, but it was overwritten by the lust (and booze) as she stripped herself, putting her clothes in her inventory.
Sol glanced her way while Crystal's back was turned, clearly seeing her in all her glory before Crystal got his attention again as she pulled his top off, tossing it away before she dropped to her knees.
With zero hesitation and way more skill than Amy had showed, Crystal had his cock out in an instant, dressed in nothing but her favourite red headband as she leaned in and took the tip between her lips. Amy could only be impressed with her lung capacity as Crystal proceeded to show that oxygen wasn't really necessary for humans.
How else would she be inhaling his cock like that? Crystal grabbed Sol's hands and moved it to her head, getting him to guide her as she hummed, her hands at work as one stroked her pussy while the other fondled his balls.
Amy's eyes were on her perky tits, small but incredibly firm as they jiggled with each rapid movement. She bit her lip, lifting up one leg to touch herself better. This was way better than porn.
Crystal was way too sexy, and the way Sol was just… using her face was equally sexy. She didn't do it for long as Sol lifted up Crystal, tossing her onto the bed… right beside Amy.
Crystal giggled,spreading her legs invitingly.
"Can't wait for the main course, huh?" Crystal teased, watching as Sol fully removed his pants. "Well, come on then."
Sol moved onto the bed, kissing Crystal roughly as he lined himself up, one leg hooking around his waist before he sheathed himself inside her soaked cunt. Crystal moaned lewdly, gripping the bedsheets above her head as he began to move, the sound of their flesh clapping together, the way Crystals' perfect tits bounced with each thrust and her quiet moans growing in volume and intensity.
Fuck~
Sol might just be her best friend in the world after this show.
"Fuck me!" Crystal begged. "Pound my tight little cunt~"
Sol needed no encouragement, and neither did Amy as she sped up her own fingers in time with Sol's thrusts. Crystal looked enraptured, flushed face and desperate moans as she came around the cock stirring up her insides.
"Harder, fuck me so hard our little voyeur can feel it~" Crystal moaned.
Yeah, pound that little slut and- wait, what?
Amy froze, seeing Crystal looking at her with an amused look. O-oh no.
"W-wait, I can explain!" Amy tried, as if she wasn't currently butt-ass naked and fingering herself.
"Relax," Crystal laughed, grabbing her and pulling her in for a kiss as Amy went still before slowly, hesitantly reciprocating the kiss. Crystal pulled her down besides her, never breaking the kiss as Sol continued to pound Crystal roughly, but the way they were pressed against each other meant that their nipples would rub together with each thrust, Crystal's hands on her ass as she watched.
With the shard of guilt gone, all that was left was the lust as she watched with hooded eyes as Crystal moaned into their kiss. Sol's hand joined Crystals on her ass and she realised something.
She jokingly said he could fuck her… if it was in a threesome with a hot girl. Oh dear…
She knew Sol wouldn't force her into anything, and as she watched his cock sink into Crystal again and again, she bit her lip in thought.
"Harder, fuck this slutty heroine," Amy demanded, moving behind Sol as she pressed her tits against his back and watched over his shoulder. She could even see the slight outline of his cock every time it bottomed out inside Crystal. Fuck~
Sol gripped Crystal's legs, lifting them up beside her as he hammered into her ruthlessly. Reaching around, she wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, stroking what wasn't inside Crystal as she watched carefully, taking in every detail. Sol was well endowed, and Crystal was slim. It was a hot combination as she watched him take her hard and fast.
As Crystal came again, Sol grunted and gripped her thighs, his hips moving in unsteady movements as he finished inside her, slowly pulling out as they watched Crystal leak his seed onto the bed.
"Amy, can you…" Crystal panted as Amy rolled her eyes and made sure it wouldn't lead to a nine-month surprise. As she did, Crystal grabbed her and pulled her on top of her as Amy gasped before falling into another kiss as Crystal rolled them over so she was on top, pinning Amy before she grinned. "Your turn. You'll like this."
Amy hesitated, but she was a woman of her word and her legs slowly spread for Sol, putting her drenched pussy on display as Crystal moved further up, lowering her pussy onto Amy's waiting face.
…fuck it. Lapping at the cum-stuffed pussy, Amy felt the moment Sol's cock bumped against her pussy but did nothing to stop him, merely spreading her legs further for him to slide right into her.
He went slow, letting her get used to a sensation she never expected to experience, but before long his entire length was resting inside her and she gave a barely visible nod for him to start moving.
Fuck, why did it have to feel so good? Each movement sent shivers through her formerly virgin body, her pussy eagerly swallowing his cock as he pumped his hips and took her with increasing force. Crystal's hands on her tits gently caressed with clear experience, this wasn't her first time with a girl, obviously.
Opening up to Sol was the best idea she ever had, even if it meant she was opening her legs up to him too. She couldn't bring herself to care that she wasn't into guys as that fat cock pumped into her. He was definitely using his powers to cheat, but god did it feel amazing.
"That's it, keep licking you naughty little slut," Crystal demanded, grinding her pussy against Amy's face. She'd protest but the only part of that statement she could argue against was the little part. So instead she did what she was told, trying to focus as she gripped Crystal's hips and kept her in place. "Fuck, you look so good full of cock, Amy."
Sol said something but her hearing was muffled by Crystal's thighs and it went unheard by Amy. So when Crystal moved away, Amy whimpered in disappointment until Sol grabbed her and flipped her onto her front, his hand on her head guiding her between Crystal's legs as Crystal rested against the headboard.
Pulling her onto her knees, Sol reclaimed her from behind, taking her doggy style as she lapped at Crystal's soaked pussy like a starved woman. The citrusy taste of Crystal's arousal mixed with the salty taste of cum wasn't that bad, not at all. Crystal's legs clamped into place around her head as Sol pounded her from behind, groping and spanking her ass.
Could she sterilise her own womb? If she didn't have the limiter on her power she could kill the seed inside her but with it… she wasn't actually sure. Sol wasn't showing any signs of pulling out, either, going hard and fast as he rutted into her. She'd started this and he was clearly planning on finishing it (right inside her).
But to tell him not to cum inside, she'd have to move her mouth from the nirvana it had found. That wasn't an option in Amy's slightly drunken mind. No, she was perfectly content where she was, thank you very much.
Ha! That might be the first time she'd thought that and actually meant it. God she was fucked up, because she was happier with her head between Crystal's legs than she had been in a long while. She'd say she had to do something nice for Sol but… well, she already was.
She came first, her virgin body unprepared for the dual-assault, her pussy tightening down on the cock that was splitting her open, but she wasn't alone for long as Crystal moaned lewdly, gripping her curly hair tightly.
Sol lasted longer, which made her suspicious that he'd made himself cum before because her pussy had to feel better than an amateurish handjob, right? Even still, as he was sheathing himself inside her, she felt his seed flooding her womb… and came again.
For a moment, after he pulled out and they laid in a puddle of tangled flesh, she watched his cum leak from her slightly spread pussy with disbelief but then Crystal was sucking on her tits and kissing her way down between Amy's legs and whatever misgivings she had disappeared into the night as Sol mounted her face, her lips parting to let him slide inside.
The taste of her own arousal did nothing to deter her as she obediently bobbed her head as best she could before he pulled back and moved onto her chest. Remembering what she offered, she rolled her eyes as she pushed her tits together so he could slide right in and begin to fuck them.
…wait, what was Vicky going to think at all three of them vanishing?
"Vicky thinks you slipped away with the asari you were dryhumping earlier," Sol whispered, as she went to protest before she paused. "She and Eric went to a shooting range for… some reason?"
Eh. Better than Vicky knowing the truth, she guessed. And maybe she'd get off Amy's ass now that Amy had 'pulled'.
Ha. As if.
The night continued, the duo using her as a sex toy until she was spent, exhausted and fell asleep despite the shaking bed and Crystal's continued moans and pleas for more.
— Next Morning —
"J-just so we are clear, I'm still a lesbian," Amy mumbled, as the pair paused and shared a look. Crystal glanced at the cum staining Amy's tits and thighs, Sol stared down to where he was currently inside her. "Sol is just an exception."
"Works for me," Sol shrugged, giving her a kiss. She didn't miss the semen on her face vanishing before he did, but his powers remained bullshit.
"I'm going to get a shower. Coming?' Crystal asked, stretching as she got out of bed and Amy watched her ass as she walked to the bathroom.
"Cumming," Sol agreed, thinking himself incredibly funny as he creamed her pussy for the… who the fuck knows how many times. "Amy?"
"Ugh. I can hardly feel my legs, I don't wanna move," Amy whined.
"Amy, come lather me up!" Crystal shouted as a miracle happened and healing magic flooded Amy's exhausted body. Hallelujah!
Author's Note: Just a side-chapter to show the New Wave adventure aftermath. I'm still kinda out of it after the wisdom tooth extraction so I didn't want a chapter I had to think about.
Amy becoming a bigger pervert is much funnier to write.
The painkillers must be good because this chapter originally had Vicky losing a bet at the shooting range to Eric and blowing him.
Written: 08/07/2026