My Super Secret life…Villain-17.

Chapter 17.

*Before…

“And The Guardians?”
“Most countries have a standing army Rook, we have our militia to keep us safe from the surface government that would put us under regulations and boot heels.”
“Wow that’s kind of…” I don’t really have the words. I mean it’s kind of cool and it’s sort of scary when you think what people could do here unrestricted. But they are sort of self-restricted. I look at her. “This, this is where I wish I had actually gone to school and stuff. It’s cool but I don’t know any of the right terms for this.”
Link looks at me and she smiles. “Liberty, Freedom.”
I nod. “Live free or die right?”
The look she gives me it feels like I just nailed it.
So much to do yet, so much to learn.
She switches arms with the stuff she’s carrying and she takes my hand and she holds it as we walk. I’m holding hands with someone after everything that happened and it’s not that strange…not here it’s.
It’s scary but it fits.

*And Now…

I’m paranoid walking now after the fight.

Up top this so often means trouble and we’re down here in this land of mutants and metas and anthros and gangs and factions.

Link seems like she’s not that worried about it but I’m sort of comfortable in my paranoia.

It’s kept me alive this long actually.

Though she does seem to get a lot of respect here though.

It’s kind of odd since she sort of seems so flighty.

Or maybe I’m just extra grim and I’m projecting this whole expectation of what she’s actually like with the whole fantasy elf thing.

We take the same route pretty much back and I think that she’s doing it for my benefit so I’m getting to know the route and stuff.

I’m still sort of impressed as we get to her place in just how resourceful they’ve had to be here and stuff. I mean if you look at Link’s place from a distance with the reddish paint of most of the shipping containers and railway cars it sort of looks like some kind of art deco brick building sculpture that you might find up top over in the Greendale section of the city.

Then add it walkways with railings and the fact that a lot of them have string lights and climbing plants here and planter boxes with things growing in them it’s all…well.

Fascinating in a post-apocalyptic-fantasy-sci-fi way.

Actually it’s a lot like something you’d see as a book cover or something.

There is a definite vibe change though like once we hit the block here. We’re now on her home turf.

She’s greeting a few people and they greet her back and there’s looks for me.

I’m new, I’m a stranger still.

There’s semi friendly nods from all of us.

You never know what someone can do or see through a touch really.

Then we’re headed off to her place and she’s unlocking the doors and I look around taking in the view. We are actually up fairly high. “That a thing here?”

“What’s a thing?”

“Not shaking hands/”

“Oh yeah, powers and all of that. A handshake’s a powerful thing here.”

I nod. “Trust.”

It’s pretty obvious that down here mutant or just something that isn’t baseline is the norm here so that creates a whole difference culture just like a whole different sense and method of justice really.

We get inside and she turns on her power and we lock us up from the inside and she’s comes over from the door unfastening clothes and belts and buckles and dropping clothes and she’s just in her panties when she steps up and she kisses me.

“Let’s get those wounds taken care of.”

I kiss her back and we’re both taking my clothes off and things until I’m matching her and it’s.

There is a very different form of sensuality when it’s two girls.

I like men, or the one I’ve been with but Link…with her and us and her sex and her mutations…her elfiness…it’s elemental?

Her touch is erotic, so light and so sensitive and we just do that for a while in the mixed lighting and the kisses.

I love touching her breasts…I mean I might be female below pretty much but I never started that way.

Part of that lingers in me even now; part of me wants my own too…especially when Link does these I’m sensitive shuddering breaths.

It’s really good foreplay.

We head into her bed and sort of fall in it together and we kiss and kiss and then fingers touch and dip.

I arch…I arch and gasp because she knows what I need…what my body needs and feels sexually.

Then there’s that linking-kiss and I feel the exchange as some of my feelings and sensation I take for granted shift away and it’s replaced with this power…not power but energy and health and just…wow…

It’s like a super shot of some energy drink and it’s all hitting me with me getting tripped over the edge of an orgasm…it makes me roll my hips into Link’s hand as her fingers touch me deeply and stroke my insides over and over in that come hither motion…I roll my hips to the motion…I sit up and take a breast in hand and one in my mouth and I’m rewarded by her gasps.

And my gasps match her’s.

It’s soooo so damned good it’s this such a sensual thing that’s going on between us that like I said it so takes me there where I can so understand the sexuality part at least of being a lesbian.

I’m not actually too sure about the other stuff though. I think for me to actually feel like I’m a girl it’s sort of like me not acknowledging that I’m not who I am powers wise and with me admitting to myself that I’m not the nicest person around.

It just feels off enough to me that I can’t quite get there in my head.

But really despite all of that the sex is amazing…and intense and sensual and just makes me want more and more and I take more and more as I flip her over and use my fingers on her in a steady rolling rhythm until she shudders and shakes and then I slide down to her bare little vee.

I touch her run my fingers along her edges up and down and kiss and lick and make her gasp and breath and I open her up enough to bury my face a little and then taste…touch in a different way and lick deeply.

Healing Factor…you regen all the time…you replace energy all the time…and that dispels exhaustion.

My tongue does not get tired, or my neck or jaw get sore…deep, hard intense non-stop mouth and vagina play.

I don’t stop until she’s asking me too between panting breaths.

I slip up her body and we kiss but not a powered one and she looks at me and there’s this serious sort of look there.

“Rook?”

“Yes…?”

“Can we stay linked for a while?”

“Why?”

“Sleep…I want to sleep.”

I look at her and I get it…with the regen going on it was like a super energy boost for me each time I’ve done this and I know that even like as long a day and stuff as it’s been right now for me I might only sleep three or four hours.

I’m assuming at some point then you will need to crash; healing factor or not to get enough REM sleep I mean you might be able to adjust or make do but I can see where being tired and sleeping a longer real sleep would be a luxury.

“Sure…in fact…”

“Hmmm?”

“Roll over.”

Link grins at me and there’s almost a smart assed comment but she does and I straddle and settle and I lean in and start to give her a massage.

The little groans from that are almost as good as the ones from us having sex. Sure I could do more with my powers but that’s alright it’s actually just nice to be able to do that for her, for a person and it’s sort of a break for me too from using my own powers too.

Sometimes with manipulating my telekinetics it’s like I’m always thinking all of the time doing things or adjusting and his is nice for me too. Just turning my brain off for a while…even letting go part of that guarded me.

Acting normal, hiding that is…and has been exhausting.

Even in Link’s home and here in Freaktown as dangerous and scary and stuff…there’s also that element of not having to hide who I am and it feels nice to drop that extra bit of armor.

I settle in beside Link after I’m pretty sure that I massaged her to sleep and I crash too.

……………….. I wake and it’s several hours later and my body is pretty wide awake but it’s the other needs that I have first the bathroom and secondly I am starving!

It has to be a healing factor thing, all that energy has to come from somewhere and I go and do my business and my hair has gotten longer…I think it’s actually as long as I’ve ever had it plus maybe an inch or two of like what it’d have grown out to since then and my nails are longer too…that’s a pain.

Lucky for me that I don’t have body hair…it just never kicked in at any point after my change otherwise I think I’d be pretty hairy right now.

I find some clippers and stuff here in the bathroom and I think that this has to be something that Link has to deal with as well.

Still though kind of a pain in my ass.

I get that all done and I borrow a scrunchy to get my hair back and then a quick shower and I head out to look at my things and set them out and get organized and then to look through some of the regular stuff that we both bought and what she has here and I start making something to eat.

Canned S’meat… it’s like pork parts and all that stuff but more affectionately known as canned ham. Though really it’s actually canned ham…ish.

I open two and I make big cubes and I get some flour and I dust them and they’re greasy enough that the flour sticks to them and I get her deep fryer going and I drop them in and I get some of her tater-tots and do the same but I cook some elbow macaroni and use the cheezey brand spread as the cheese and once the pasta is cooked I mix it all together and then make some breadcrumbs from some bread I dried/toasted in her toaster oven and I top it with that and I put it in her toaster oven deal with the top coils turned off and I make a sort of ham and tater-tot mac & cheese.

Minus what I ate as I was prepping.

If I’m going to be here any length of time I’m going to have to bring food for her and myself.

I let it cook on low and spend an hour or so trying to plan things out for what I want and need and then trying to figure out how to make her energy weapon by how it feels to do the things that I can do.

I mean I can sort of feel the energy flows but I just can’t get more going than sparks of light energy that fade out.

Just because you have a power that is no guarantee that you can use it with any kind of skill.

I’m a little frown but I wait until the food’s done and I take it out to cool and then make myself a couple of peanut butter single slice folded over sandwiches before I starve to death.

Not sleeping like everyone else and eating like this…all powers are not as cracked up as they seem to be. I mean you adjust sure but honestly I’d be sick of eating all the time to keep myself fueled.

But that does give me an idea…

And I will buy her food after this…

I start to exercise…like crazy hurt me kind of stuff…push-ups until my arms are hurting then sit ups and then squats and side to sides and cross toe touches all of it not to keep from being bored but to push myself…to push myself while I’m regenerating and eating…I try and keep to the peanut butter and bread but I eat two cans of tuna too and I just keep going…doing everything as much and as fast as I can to actually overwhelm my healing factor for a short time…then it catches up and I’m fine.

See when you exercise…your body rebuilds broken down muscle tissues so you’re more durable and tougher and you can resist more of the damage….it’s getting into shape.

And I’m massively cheating by raising the bar and keeping it raised and letting her healing factor catch up and create my new norm.

Okay it sounds way more impressive than it actually is but in three or so hours at this insane pace and eating and recovery I likely got a week and a half’s worth of serious regimen exercise in.

I take another shower and by the time I’m out Link’s up and she’s looking at me and then at her kinda sorta of makeshift counter and the mac and cheese.

“You…?” She’s tilting her head at me.

“I was working out.”

“That doesn’t work y’know like with the whole healing factor thing.”

I smile at her. “Actually it does.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll tell you over something to eat.”

“Okay…and it’s cool that you cooked.”

“Yeah well I also ate you out of house and home so we need to get some more things and we need to go shopping for food.”

“You don’t have to spend all your money here Rook.”

“I’ll spend it as I need to but we can go out again when stuff’s open?”

“Stuff’s always open it’s just usually other stuff. We’re underground Rook.”

I nod. “Okay I never thought of that.”

She grins and gets some of the mac & cheese and she heats it up in her toaster oven and I do the same but flip mine so it’s unbreadcrumb side up and hopefully the cheezey stuff will get crispy.

Five minutes later and we’re eating and it’s not too bad.

And I’m explaining to het what I did and she’s shaking her head eating and smiling. “You’re a little nuts y’know that right?”

“I never claimed to be sane.”

“Still…honestly I’m not sure I could like just push myself like that and stuff…it’s so not my thing.”

“Usually not mine either but it has some possibilities.”

“You have a look in your eyes Rook…like you did when I took you to the arms market.”

I smile and get up and give her a kiss. “I’m going to get dressed and then we can go out? I still need a few things.”

She kisses me back and there’s the dizzy rush of her unlinking us and she nods. “If you want to, but best we be ourselves with our own powers and stuff.”

I nod and take a few breaths to get over the dizziness now…it’s like things were quiet and now I’m feeling all these motion and kinetic currents that have just been second nature to be coming back now.

“Good idea.”

Link goes and showers and changes and I get dressed but not as heavily as before but I do pocket several of my toys and tricks for the just in case stuff because who knows what will happen here and stuff but I’m still kind of dressed down. Just my long coat and my combat fatigues and my shirts and hoodie but the hood down and I get some cash and fill several pockets tying TK alarms to them and stuff and Link comes out getting dressed in her usual and we lock up and we head back out into this strange mutant underground city.