Thread: Not So Super Now (Yenpointfive and Frogger)

Connor was starting to think Vanessa was trying to tell him something. Maybe he would need to arrange for her to catch him having his way with young mistress mind later. Then again, if it was an audience they wanted he could simply fire up the computer. The sex lives of supervillains were generally pretty interesting all around and he could think of at least a dozen who would be willing to act as an audience for this. But that was a thought for later. Right now tonight was just for him and his wife to share. He supposed the two heroes might have to be counted for their participation but right now they were more toys than people to him. When Viola's knee came up he gave a little growl and reached down to smack her inner thigh with his palm. Whatever mechanisms the power armor had in it to boost his strength, it was clear that this suit had something similar built in. Formal wear for the distinguished villain, it seemed. Either way, when his hand impacted her thigh there as a nice loud crack, forcing her leg open and leaving a stinging sensation on her thigh, very close to something much more vital. We're not doing that. He said simply before reaching up to peel away her top, chuckling slightly when he saw that her nipples were hard. That's better... He commented as he fondled one of her breasts, his hands warm but rough. His fingertips began to trace her nipple for a little bit before giving it a quick tweak just to watch her squirm. If you were trying to follow along with the plot. This is the part where I ponder whether your bondage is getting you wet yet and you tell me to go to hell. Then comes the part where I find out anyway. He said before starting up the saw again and cutting lower this time. Since it couldn't actually cut her he didn't seem very careful what he hit with it, though actually his aim was spot on. The saw flattened against her body, leaving a cool sensation as it moved down lower and lower until it finally bumped against her clit, where he let it linger, just to watch her squirm. Ricochet was having trouble keeping his eyes off of Vanessa. The bulge in his suit was growing rapidly and it was becoming clear that he'd give Connor a run for his money in endowment. He didn't answer her when she asked if he liked what he saw, afraid that that was already quite evident without him saying a word. Alex had certainly never been with an older woman before but if the word MILF hadn't been invented to describe Black Rose than her picture should have at least shown up in the dictionary article for it. Without any options Ricochet decided to maybe try playing the villains against each other. He had to do something to try to help Viola before that perverted villain got serious with her. Doesn't it bother you that your husband is giving all his attention to a girl ten years younger than you? I mean, he hasn't thrown a glance your way more than once since he set eyes on her. He said quickly, hoping to drive a wedge between the two villains. Connor didn't say a word in his own defense, of course. Vanessa knew better than to be threatened by some teen tart playing hero. He did, however, take a moment to smirk behind the inscrutable metal mask he wore. Ricochet's guess for Vanessa's age had been low. She was old enough to be his mother. Just maybe that might get the boy into her good books. Afterall, what villain didn't like to have their ego stroked?