Thanks
We landed outside the chalet in the clear moonlight. Dolly and Mammon were waiting for us outside the doors, expecting us, of course. They’d been listening to the whole situation through my comms, so there wasn’t any need for long explanations, though I certainly wasn’t averse to Dolly’s hug.
I brought Psyren down to Dolly’s lab, closely followed by the sheep-girl herself. Into the humming lair of cobalt light and blinking servers, I laid out Psyren on an examination table whose purposes before this I tried not to dwell on. Psyren sighed as she relaxed on the table, her eyes fluttering open.
“How you doing?” I asked.
Psyren gave me a tired smile. “Feels like I got kicked in the head by an elephant, boss.”
Ouch.
I stood by as Dolly checked her over, waving some weird looking wand thing over Psyren’s body before nodding in satisfaction. “She’s okay, near as I can tell,” the sheepy scientist said, tucking away the device. “Looks like she just needs some rest.”
I sighed in relief, feeling some of the tension that had been tightening in me relax. “Good,” I said. “Good.”
Dolly grinned up at me and patted my arm before rising and leaving the room. I moved to follow but felt Psyren grab my hand.
“Boss? Don’t go.”
Looking down at her, I knew I needed to stay. I gave Dolly a nod, who winked, grinning as she shut the door behind her, leaving Psyren and me alone.
I pulled up a chair, taking a seat beside her and holding Psyren’s hand. She smiled at me, looking shockingly vulnerable. I almost couldn’t believe the girl lying on the table was the same brash, cocky psychic that I knew so well.
“Knew you’d come for me,” she said.
“Of course,” I told her.
“And not just because I’m your baddest bitch. Right?”
I gave her hand a squeeze. “Not just because of that,” I assured her.
She giggled, looking a bit more like her old self. “Mmm. Thanks, boss. I… I kinda doubted for a minute there. Sorry.”
I brushed it off. “No apologies needed. Things were tough there, Psyren. But you pulled through. We all did. No matter what happens, I’ll come to save you.”
“I know,” she said. Her hand tightened in mine. “Boss?”
“Hm?”
She tugged my hand close, and I leaned over her. She propped herself up, her lips parting, and without a moment’s hesitation I kissed her.
It was a tender, shy kiss. So at odds with her usual self, but no less passionate. I cradled her cheek in my hand, gently deepening the kiss, feeling a shiver of excitement race down my back at the slight whimper and moan of pleasure that escaped her.
Our lips parted, Psyren giving a soft gasp, her lashes fluttering and a smile growing.
“Boss…”
“You should rest,” I told her.
“Later,” she murmured, taking her hand from mine in order to wrap her arms around my neck and pull me deeper into the kiss.
And how was I to say no to that?
The need of her lips was impossible to ignore. Her hands clutched me, pulled me harder against her. A soft moan arose from her and her hands clutched me tighter.
“Boss,” Psyren gasped, her breath hot. Frantic. “Please… oh please…”
There was no way I could deny her. Gently, I picked her up off the table. Remembering the button Dolly had shown me before, I edged over to the computer desk and pressed it with my hip. With a hiss the bed slid from the wall, sheets rustling as it came to rest. Still kissing her, I carried Psyren to the bed and laid her out on it. I moved over her, my hands gently stroking her, pulling away her clothes.
Psyren wriggled out of them, moaning hotly as I revealed her slender figure. My lips kissing from her mouth to her neck. My hands stroking her hips before going to my belt. I pulled away from her, my hands moving, stripping myself.
“Boss,” Psyren said once I was finished, her eyes running over my figure, tracing the countless scars that marked me, her hand rising, brushing the already darkening bruises from my fight with John and the Heroes of Earth.
“Oh boss,” she said, and there was a new note in her voice. A longing. A desire that made me tingle and ache to hold her.
“Psyren,” I breathed, bending over her, kissing her again. Feeling her lips yield eagerly, her body pressing against me, the firm orbs of her breasts rubbing my naked chest. Her leg wrapped around mine, pulling me closer. And I didn’t deny her any longer, pushing home, filling her with a single stroke of my cock.
“Mnnnn!” Psyren groaned, arching in pleasure, her eyes burning pink hearts, throbbing with bliss as I slowly began to thrust in her. Taking it slow. Gentle. Making sure she felt every inch.
“Oh,” Psyren gasped, her lip quivering, her breath coming short and fast. “Ohhhh b-boss. Yes. P-please. Ah. More. Oh fuck, more. Boss. I… I love you. I love you s-so much!”
“I love you too,” I said hotly.
Tears stung Psyren’s eyes, and I realized why. It may have been the first time she’d ever heard those words like that. The first time she was sure that it wasn’t from someone manipulated by her powers. Addicted to her presence. The first time she knew it was genuine. I saw a piece of the cynical shell fall away as she kissed me again, holding me tight against her, shaking in pleasure as I made love to her.
I let her, kissing her back, making sure she damn well knew I was here for her. That I always would be. I noticed the air turning pink as Psyren’s psychic powers leaked out more and more. Vibrating in the air. Music hummed. A song of her pleasure. Her freedom. A sound that urged me on. My pace quickening, thrusting into Psyren faster. Tasting her panting breath as she grew closer to that sweet edge of climax. Her hands clutched my back, her moan grew in volume.
“Mmmm!” Psyren groaned, quivering as she came, the sweetness of her orgasm ringing in the air. The sudden tightness pushed me over the edge after her, and with a groan I came with her, filling her with a sudden jolt of pleasure.
The moment hung in the air, a climax of sonorous pleasure. Then, the music died, Psyren’s light fading as she rode out the high of pleasure. She sagged back on the bed, panting, her lithe body faintly glowing with sweat under the cool light of the blue lamps of the lab. I gently pulled out of her, lying against her side. She rolled over, nuzzling into my chest. Automatically my arms were around her, pulling her close in a tender hug.
“I love you, boss,” Psyren said softly.
“I love you, Psyren,” I told her, stroking her hair.
The psychic giggled, an impish laugh like the old her, yet sweeter somehow. She lifted her head, her eyes sparking with pink once as kissed me again, and I kissed her back, lingering on her lips until at last she fell asleep in my arms…