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Abigail was busily pleasuring herself when she found herself engulfed in green light.Her first thought was that some pervy helicopter pilot had spotted her but then she was being lifted out of her apartment and she was convinced this all has to be a dream. Whether or not it was going to be a good dream remained to be seen and she hoped her sexy literature had some influence on her dream and realized she still had her book n hand. She wondered if this was all a product of too much cheese.

Abigail only got a small glimpse of the ship before she was deposited unceremoniously on the cold metal floor. She looked around her and saw only an empty room with no visible door though it was a bit dark. She was starting to feel frightened remembering every alien abduction movie and a whole lot of X-files episodes. She sat in the room left with just her thoughts and anxieties, already terrified of being probed by a bunch of gray big eyed aliens.

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Pocket collected an obedience collar from the wall mount and activated it. A small green light switched on from the shiny metallic hoop. Just as she was about to open the door to the collection deck, a square image appeared on one of the white walls. The top half of Pocket stared at the girl.

"Do I really have to remind you to check her stats before just walking in there, Pocket? We've been over this! She could be dangerous, or diseased." Locket gave a frustrated sigh.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember! Geez! A girl loses one tentacle and you go all nutso! It grew back, didn't it? Now let me do my job, grumpy butt!" Just as Locket looked like she was going to argue about the emotional state of her behind, Pocket flicked a section of the screen that shut it off. She gave a little giggle at her blatant disobedience and opened the door anyway.

"You wouldn't hurt a fly, would you, little one?" Pocket sank to the girl's level on the floor to hopefully keep from frightening her. "Aww, it's okay, girl. I won't hurt you. Just need to put this little toy on you so you won't bite." Pocket started to reach towards the girl with the collar, opening it and leaning towards her neck.

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Abigail was shivering in terror her vivid imagination creating the most awful scenarios of torture and experimentation. Abigail was cursing her love of sci-fi now as thoughts of unspeakable horrors filled her mind. Abigail sat for what seemed like forever clutching her book and looking around her nervously.

The door was opened and she was blinded by the light momentarily seeing only a horrifying tentacled abomination. She was frozen with fear and closed her eyes almost feeling the thing approaching her. She heard a reassuring voice like someone talking to a scared kitten up a tree. Abigail opened her eyes expecting something horrifying, instead she saw something... beautiful. The creature was unmistakably feminine and strangely alluring. She was speechless but not from fright but from desire. She just sat still and let the creature put the collar on her like some pet... hopefully not a snack.

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As the collar snapped in place, Abigail would feel the mere hint of a humming sensation as it started to work. "There we go. Now at least we know you won't bite." Pocket giggled and ran a hand over the girl's golden hair. She smiled and turned to leave the room. "Oh, I haven't even turned on the speech modulators! I'm sure you're at least sentient enough to understand, if not communicate." She tapped out a sequence of code on a wall panel. As Pocket spoke again, Abigail would hear her in perfect English.

"How's that now? Can you understand me? Urmm... nod once for yes. Twice---er, I guess you wouldn't know to nod twice for no, huh?" She laughed again and lowered back to the floor. Pocket looked into Abigail's eyes with a warm smile. "I'm Pocket and I'll see that you get a nice place to live, okay? I suppose I'll have to call you something... hmm.."

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Abigail felt strange as the collar was put on around her neck though she felt more relaxed somehow. She watched as the squid-girl fiddled with a panel on the wall and she could suddenly understand her. She found herself unable to vocalize her answer and simply nodded once. Pocket seemed really nice for an alien abductor though she could do without being treated like a wounded puppy.

She finally managed to say something albeit quietly "Hello Pocket, I'm Abigail but everyone calls me Abigail" she laughed nervously and smiled at Pocket. "Pleased to meet you..." She giggled a little, not sure how Pocket would react.

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Pocket's eyes grew wide. "Oh, dear! You can talk after all!" The girl giggled and bounced a bit, making her bare chest jiggle provocatively. "I was sure your world was so primitive that you hadn't created language yet! I guess I should study up on my civilization identification, huh?" The pink squid smiled and turned back down the corridor. "Well, come along, Abigail. We need to get you ready for the habitat. It will be a little while before we get there, but no need to put it off, right?"

The girl led Abigail down a set of halls until they came to a metal door, which slid aside as Pocket drew near. Within the room was just as white as the storage cell had been, but there were counters surrounding the walls full of containers and some computer equipment. In the center there was a round platform that glowed green from beneath. "Hop up on the sterilizer, little one, and we'll get you all cleaned up!" Pocket beamed at the girl, as if she was just a family doctor giving her a checkup.

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Abigail watched Pocket bounce about "What do you mean habitat?" She was a little insulted at being called primitive but these things were all relative. She couldn't keep her eyes off Pocket "How big is this ship? Does it used a chemical based propulsion system or is it some sort of ion drive? What's your home planet like?" She was a bit excitable at the prospect of being able to talk to someone from another world. She looked around at the computer equipment in the other room that opened up not being able to guess what any of it was for.

She hopped up onto the round platform. "So this is to make sure I'm not carrying any weird human pathogens? Pretty cool though I'm not sure I'm sold on this new habitat thing... not that home was all that great." She sighed and remembered the boring tedium of every day life. "So do I have to take my clothe off for this?"

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Pocket tilted her head inquisitively at the girl's remark about the habitat. She offered a warm smile and replied, "Oh, it will be wonderful! You'll have your own little house and replications of your planets' flora all around. They'll feed you three times a day and make sure you get plenty of exercise. Of course there will be lots of beings wandering by to look at you and take pictures all the time, but you'll get used to that. You're a beautiful... er... girl, right? Yes, you'll be a big hit there!" The girl tapped out a series of keys on a nearby console as the platform began to hum. "And about our ship, you'd be better off asking Locket about that. Engineering is her thing. I'm more a science officer, really."

The girl pursed her lips, trying to comprehend Abigail's next question. "Cl---cloth-thes? I don't... oh! You mean those woven fabric things that are hanging on you? Not at all. The process will take care of all that. You don't need them, right?" Before the human girl could answer, a transparent circular wall rose around Abigail, trapping her within. A soft light rose to cover her, giving off a tingling sensation. As the hum became louder, her clothes started to disintegrate until they were no more. Her glasses were left behind, however.

"There we go! All clean and disease-free! Mmmmm... my, you are a looker, aren't you?" After the partition fell away, Pocket walked up on her tentacles and ran her small hands over Abigail's shoulders and down her arms. "If only you had some nice tendrils, you'd make a very beautiful Squidian." She smiled as one of her own pink tentacles rose up, caressing Abigail's right leg. It started to wind around, slicking her flesh with a warm, soothing secretion. "Though these pair of ground arms you have. I must say they are quite nice as well."

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Abigail gasped as she felt the tingling sensation and her clothes just disappeared, she didn't feel the need to cover herself however since her new friend was totally nude as well. The thought of being an exhibit in an intergalactic zoo kinda frightened her but at least it wasn't a petting zoo. Pockets sudden interest in her body was a little shocking the pink aliens hands on her shoulders and arms and a tentacle caressing her leg.

Pocket was certainly not what she was expecting and Abigail liked her captor despite the absurdity of the situation. "I think you are rather attractive too Pocket, though I'm not used to tentacles." She wondered what the warm secretion was but thought it rude to ask. She wondered how this creature had evolved and what sort of environment necessitated the tentacles. She wondered what the animal was like too and the other applications for the tentacles. "I'm not sure about being some attraction at a zoo Pocket, I'm a little shy around new people." She gently touched the tentacle around her leg caressing it almost.

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As Pocket felt the girl slip her hand along one of her tendrils, she bit her lower lip. Most of the creatures they captured couldn't talk, much less sound so pleasant. And her body was much more pleasing than anything the girl had seen in some time. A somewhat wicked thought popped into her little head. It was quite taboo, but Pocket was nothing if not adventurous. She nodded and chose to take the spaceway less traveled, as it were.

"Aww, thank you. You're such a sweetie. Don't you worry at all about the zoo. First we need to get you used to being around me and my friends." She slipped away from Abigail's body, turning to open a door and walk down a corridor. She turned slightly, looking back as if she were a lover giving her mate a meaningful glance. "Follow along, Abigail. I think you'll enjoy what's next."

She slowed after coming to another door, similar to the one at the previous room. After it slid aside, there could be seen a large, steamy room with a pool of water in the center. It was only a few feet deep, and looked more like a Japanese bathing area than a swimming pool. "This is our personal cleansing room, Abigail. Normally we don't bring potential attractions here... but you're an exception." She waded into the hot water, sinking until she was sitting with the water at her shoulders. "Come on in. We've already cleaned you, but this is more for soothing now. If you want to get familiar with me, this is the best way." She grinned, as if this were a normal occurrence. Should Locket or Rocket see her, there would be much yelling and probably a bath scrubbing detail added to her duties.

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Abigail was a bit conflicted about her situation, Pocket seemed lovely but she had abducted her and was planning to put her in a zoo. She was however intrigued by the sexual attraction she had to the squid-girl and very much wanted to see how far this sexy rabbit hole went, hopefully to orgasm city. This was starting to seem almost like the book she had been reading and she wondered if this were a dream

Abigail followed followed Pocket to the room with the bath and was reminded of the hot spring episodes of anime she had watched. She got into the bath after Pocket with no real hesitation and the water felt amazing, her apartment only had a shower so a bath was a luxury to her. She made her way to Pocket before leaning in and kissing Pocket on the lips. "Never thought I'd kiss someone from another planet." She smiled broadly her hands idly caressing some of Pockets tentacles.

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The smaller tendrils around the pink squid-girl's forehead curled as her lips met Abigail's. The kiss was surprising, given the blonde's earlier apprehension, but it was a welcome one. The appendages being lovingly stroked started to slip around the naked girl as Pocket smiled. "There's a first time for everything, I'm told. And I'm sure there will be lots of firsts for you here, Abigail... like this for instance."

Slowly, Pocket's larger ''leg'' tentacles pulled Abigail in, as if they were consuming her from beneath. She would feel a warm, soft undulation as the tendrils slithered around her skin in the water. Pocker nuzzled the girl's neck as she gave her what, in the squid-girl's society, was considered a very intimate embrace. With a whisper into her ear, Pocket cooed, "Your ground arms are so stiff and hard... I could climb on you and hold you for hours.." As if to punctuate her words, a thick, muscled member slipped up Abigail's inner thigh. It began to prod and wiggle about her womanhood and clit, teasing her for entry.

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Abigail sighed as the tentacles wrapped around her. She had never felt anything like this before, the pink creature seemed to know how and where to touch her "Mmmm... Pocket...!" She was engulfed by the tentacles and undulate making Abigail moan and gasp.

Abigail was reallly enjoying herself now and the thoughts and the fact she was now being groped by an alien. "Mmm, Pocket!" She gasped as she felt something rubbing her sex.

[Assistant] The pink tendrils slowed their sexual consumption of Abigail's body. Pocket's mouth rose to the blonde girl's ear to whisper, though it was more of a long, warm breath than solid words. "Is something wrong, Abigail? I can stop if you like." Despite her words of caution, the girl continued to moved about the human's body. Two larger leg tentacles wrapped around Abigail's hips and over her round ass. They began massaging and groping her seductively before wiggling about at the top of her lower back. The largest of the thick, slightly slimy appendages continued to play with Abigail's most sensitive area. It turned and writhed, prying her thighs without actually parting them.

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Abigail moaned and writhed under Pockets attentions loving every second. Being something of a loner Abigail hadn't had a boyfriend or girlfriend before and her sexual experience was limited to masturbation. "Please Pocket, don't stop... mhhhmmm please I love this!" She managed too say with some difficult .

She felt the tentacles on her rear and of course her virgin sex was still being played with. She felt the the tentacles hinting to part her legs so she complied happily

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As the heat of the pool and that coming from Abigail's own welcoming body warmed her, Pocket's mind began to melt. Her fears of being caught by her fellow spacefarer's was quickly subsiding into a wonderful orgy of lust and healing emotion. The pink squid-girl had received so very few beings like Abigail into their ship, but none so easily malleable and willing to open up to her. The blonde girl was certainly an amenity she hoped they could keep aboard ship. Abigail was beginning to think Abigail would be worth taking out a personal galacti-credit loan just to pay for the price they'd get for giving her to the zoo. At least then Locket and Rocket would be more willing to let her stay.

Pocket whispered soothingly into Abigail's ear, letting the vibrations of her soft tone tickle the girl's flesh. "Maybe we should overlook the zoo. I think I'd like to keep you myself." Two tentacles continued to round Abigail's ass and squeeze it lovingly while others writhed about her chest, teasing her playfully. The larger, slowly climbing tendril worked up Abigail's opening easily. It pushed it's tip into her slit, immediately finding it very tight; obstructed even. Pocket's body grew even warmer as she realized what this must mean. Even in an alien race, there was no denying a creature that hadn't yet made love to another.


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Kalen had been working with the team for the better part of a few months now. Some still weren't exactly over what had happened all those months ago but many had accepted him all the same. It took time for him to figure out how to fit in with them and how best to utilize his powers to work with them. He'd been kept under a close eye by the powers that be. He knew, at least, that Black Canary and Batman had been wary of him. If he had been controlled the argument could be made that there were secret commands in his mind. M'gann had seen to it that he didn't but the worry remained all the same. Though not everything had been troublesome.

Despite all of that, however, he had somehow managed to earn the affections of the Martian. She was far kinder than he had deserved but she had shown from the beginning an attraction to him. It blossomed quickly, to the surprise of the entire team, and was still going strong now. They were actually a talented team in the field as well with her mental abilities working perfectly in concert with his incredible martial talents. While she had the raw strength of her Martian side, which was only slightly weaker than Conner when she wanted to be, she was often the brains to his brawn. When they weren't on missions they found time for dates as well as god only knew what other trouble. Both of them were exceptional at keeping things hidden if they put their minds to it after all.

But now they were given a small mission. Reports were coming in that someone in Florida was smuggling alien technology and they needed the two of them to uncover it. It would serve as an easy cover, they would be on vacation, and with their combined talents uncovering the bad guys could be relatively easy. They had agreed pretty much right away. And now here they were with the sun on the edge of the horizon as they opened the door to their rented beach house. Kalen smiling the whole way as he pulled their luggage into the house not that they had all that much really.

"I guess we'll have to enjoy this as much as possible before getting to actual work tomorrow," he said with a shrug "I'll drop all this off in the master bedroom if you want to look around I suppose."

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M'gann stood on the balcony of the back area of the house overlooking the beach and beauty of the ocean. Her long red hair flowed in the breeze blowing out around her as she leaned partly against the door taking in the view. She was wearing a simple skimpy snug bikini top that hugged her full rounded breasts nicely and showed off her taunt belly and mid-rift down to the pair of skimpy cut off jean shorts she wore over the matching blue and silver bikini bottoms she had on under the shorts. Her long legs were bare down to her sneakers.

They were on an undercover mission right now so it wouldn't do to have her announce to everyone around who she really was. Her normally green skin was currently shifted to white though a little tanned, and to anyone who looked her way she looked like a normal if sexy young woman here to spend time with her boyfriend at the beach. She had even gotten more then a few lusty looks from guys passing by but she ignored them of course. She was actually scanning the area with her mental abilities, seeking any surface thoughts that didn't belong. Making sure no one was thinking about her and Kalen directly. Ensuring that they were indeed safe not blown. She didn't invade peoples thoughts. She just scanned the surface to ensure that no one had made them as it were.

She trusted Kalen completely. Not just with her life, as she'd partnered with him on many dangerous missions in the last months. But she trusted him with her heart and her body as well. She knew that he was no danger to her, or to the team. But still some were... hesitant. Conner for one was not open to trusting him after the way that they had met. And she knew that even Barbara and Dick had some deeper reservations though they were both open to trusting him more fully. He had done nothing but help. Yet Dick was trained by Bruce. He was overly cautious and not yet willing to accept this wasn't some sort of long con by their enemies. M'gann knew better but she also understood. So when this mission had been offered to them she accepted it without any second thoughts. It could be dangerous. And they were on their own this time. No backup to come in if things went bad. Still she felt they were ready, and could handle it.

Hearing his voice she turned to glance back his way smiling. "Thanks. I can help." She moved away from the open door and headed back into the house moving towards the bedroom. "If you want to bring the bags in I can start unpacking honey." She said keeping to the full character right now. They hadn't fully inspected the house yet. And though this place was owned by Bruce Wayne off the books, and kept as one of his numerous safe houses across the world for things like this she still wasn't going to drop her guard. She wanted to make sure that no surprises were set up, no cameras, no listening devices. And she wasn't thinking things like that could have been set up just by their enemies. She didn't put it past Batman and Canary to set such things up just so they could keep an eye on them so to speak. The thought of them watching M'gann and Kalen sent a strange flush through her. Maybe she'd give them a real show to watch so they'd think better of it next time eh? She couldn't help the saucy smirk that touched her lips at that thought before she moved up to Kalen and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down to kiss her lips.

Her body pressed up hard and flush against his, her breasts pressing against his hard chest as her fingers curled into his hair pulling him down to meet her soft lips in the heated kiss. "We can always unpack later though.." She whispered with a smile as her eyes met his. She noticed that the bed was not far from where they currently stood. "I can think of some other things we could do for now.."

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It hadn't taken her long to slip into a bikini and he couldn't complain. Given that M'gann could look however she wanted he was never surprised by how beautiful she was. It was just a part of her he had accepted. She would always be the best looking woman in a room. He chuckled a little as she told him she could help. Naturally she could so he offered her her own suitcase if she was intent on carrying it. The move upstairs was smooth and the entire place had a rather beachy feel. It certainly seemed like a normal beach house that anyone could have rented. But it was owned by someone connected to the League. Naturally there was probably more going on than he could actually see. He didn't pay it much mind though as he placed his own suitcase on the far side of the room.

By the time he had turned around she was there with her arms around him pulling him into a kiss. True to form she wasn't going to waste a single moment was she? He smiled as she told him they could unpack later. He knew that tone of hers. M'gann had proven to be quite the lover over the last few months. Her stamina was enough that even someone like him had to work to keep up. Not that he was going to complain about something like that as she pressed against him.

"Hmmm," Kalen hummed "I think I've worked up a little sweat from all this travel. Maybe you'd like to join me for a nice shower? Then we can test out the bed."

He winked at her with a laugh after it feeling that he was still rather bad at this whole teasing thing despite how long they had been together.

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M'gann smiled and nodded. "That sounds nice. I'd like that." She moved back from him so he could head towards the bathroom that was attached to the master bedroom. Setting her suitcase on the bed she looked about. The place was very nice. She'd expect nothing less. It was well decorated, not over the top fancy but very comfortable. Her gaze seemed natural but she was scanning for any places that might house camera's or listening devices. She didn't see or sense anything out of the norm though. Maybe she was just being to overly paranoid. Still. It never hurt to keep ones guard up. Especially on cover missions.

Her hands slipped down and she soon had her shorts removed, kicked off her shoes and socks and then was untying the bikini top letting it flutter to the floor as she stepped into the bathroom to join him. She leaned against the door frame watching him in nothing but the skimpy bottoms now her full rounded breasts full exposed as she crossed her arms just under them waiting until he had everything ready. She never got tired of spending time with him like this. She'd fallen hard and never wanted to lose him. That was partly why she was so worried over the trust issues. If they forced him to leave the team she wouldn't hesitate to go with him despite what that would mean.

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Kalen smiled right back at her as she let go. He moved towards the bathroom and looked around. It was full of all the things they might need for hygiene after all. He smirked as he got the shower started, and it was nice and spacious in there behind the glass, letting the steam start to rise from the warm water. When he turned back around he saw M'gann already in just the skimpy shorts. Kalen bit his lip, always struck by how gorgeous she was like this. And how seductive she could be. Kalen started pulling his own clothes off revealing the muscles and scars of battle across his chest. When his shorts were dropped she could see the bulge forming as he looked at her and clearly still growing. It only got move obvious when he looked up at her as he tossed his boxers to the side letting his cock free semi-hard as it was.

"Are you going to lose those shorts," he asked with a smile "and who did you want to be for this time?"

He smiled at her. That had become a rather common question once they had discovered, especially after the times when he had been controlled, that she actually enjoyed taking the form of other people and testing their bodies and the pleasure they could feel. It was also certainly kinky as far as he was concerned. Kalen didn't often care who she was but he asked just in case.

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A little smile played about her lips as Kalen spoke. Her hands reached down and she slowly unbuttoned the shorts then slipped them down her long legs letting them fall to the floor. Reaching up her hands slowly ran up her long smooth legs. Her skin began to shimmer as she shifted from toe to head her skin grew more pale, her body growing a bit more busty. Her long red hair shifted and shimmered as well going from her normal red to soft blonde and silky as her long blonde hair fell around her.

Reaching her hands to her hips she tugged on the ties above each hip holding her bottoms in place letting the scrap of cloth fall free and then she stood there naked in front of him. Only she was now in the form of Black Canary herself instead of her own normal form. One of her golden blonde brows arched just a bit as she popped her hip out resting one hand on it. "How about this one?"

A little smile played about her lips as she started towards him her ass and hips swaying with each slow step she took, her natural full breasts bouncing and jiggling as well in the most lewd way.

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She smiled right at him as she started slipping the shorts off. Every button was a chance for her to tease him and he knew it all too well. M'gann already had someone in mind didn't she? He could watch as her body changed making the whole thing even more enticing. Her bust increased even as her hair turned into a silky blonde. She was changing into someone he already knew. Kalen smirked as she let the scrap of cloth fall allowing him to look at Black Canary as she stood in front of him. Hand on her hip he took in the sight and she was a stunning woman. He bit his lip as she started walking towards him and swaying with all the appeal in the world. His eyes moved to her breasts bouncing with every step. He let out a breath.

"Get in the shower you beautiful Martian," Kalen said "or should I say Canary?"

Kalen opened the shower door for her letting her get in first so he could admire the view from behind as well. Once they were both inside, however, he wrapped his arms around her pressing himself against her.

"Now I have to decide how I want to start. So many good options," he said even as his hands eagerly roamed the new curves of her body starting with caressing her ample bust now.

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She grinned as he told her to get into the shower. She slipped inside and then leaned back against him as he came in behind her. She moaned softly when his hands moved to cup and caress over her breasts. Her eyes squeezed closed a moment as she let out soft sounds letting him know how much she enjoyed his hands on her. Pushing back some she wiggled her ass against him working it back and forth some as she teased him further with her body. "Mmm.."

Soon M'gann arched her back pressing her breasts more firmly into his hands as she reached her arms up behind him linking them around his neck as her head turned so she could kiss him if a bit awkwardly but still with a heated passionate kiss. "However you want me is fine with me." She whispered hotly against his lips with another small smile.

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The grin on her face told Kalen she was as ready as he was. When he pressed against her she leaned back on him. The little moans were what he adored as he teased her breasts. They were bigger but just as soft. She knew exactly what he liked didn't she? He started rubbing and pinching Canary's nipples as she wiggled her ass against him. He licked his lips as she chose to tease him. Her arms came up and the kiss that followed was every bit as passionate as the one they had shared before. Moreso, in fact, as she could feel just how hard he was already getting pressed against her.

Kalen smiled when she said that however he wanted her was fine. He considered it for a moment before pulling away and letting go.

"Then turn around and lean against that wall," he said nodding towards where the showerhead was "I'm going to pin you against it and make sure that the Black Canary knows exactly who she's been keeping her eye on."

He winked at M'gann playing with her a little bit. Of course he wanted her in more than one way but, considering the shower, it seemed like the right choice.

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M'gann let out a soft sound as they kissed. And then he pulled back and told her what he wanted her to do. She nodded looking towards the wall then pressed her hands palms flat against it as she leaned forward some. Her back arched a bit and her ass pushed outwards towards him as she felt her damp hair falling forward around her face and shoulders.

As she got herself ready, she felt her need burning white hot. She felt the liquid heat settling between her legs that had her thighs clenching together some as she bit on her lower lip nibbling it. She wiggled her hips about a bit to tease and let him know she was ready for him. Her eyes slipped closed as she smiled thinking about what would come next in anticipation.

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This was precisely what Kalen wanted, as he heard that soft sound. When he watched her put her hands on the wall and leaned forward he got a great look at the Canary's ass. She had quite the body but what made it special was M'gann. Knowing that it was his girl the whole time added a whole other level of desire. He might lust after the bodies of other women, and M'gann knew that, but he only had love and need for her. As arched her back he could tell she was wet from more than just the shower as he watched her wiggle those hips. He walked forward letting his cock rest against her ass.

"I know you've been keeping an eye on me," Kalen whispered into her ear playing the role as if she really was Black Canary "and I know you've wanted this. You see how satisfied my girl is."

Kalen grinned as Kalen nibbled on her ear. "I want you to look at me when I punish you for being so jealous of M'gann," he commanded "do it now."

If, or when, Canary looked at him he would spank her ass hard watching it jiggle and feeling it bounce with his cock still firmly between her cheeks lightly grinding. He'd alternate spanks until he got to about six spanks.

"Admit it," he said "you wanted this." He smiled though, mentally, M'gann could feel nothing but his appreciation for her letting him indulge in this.

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As she slid Kalen's impressive cock between the cheeks of her sexy rounded ass, she bit her lip and shivered. Feeling him stroking it up and down between her cheeks caused her to moan softly. At his words she bit her lip gently nibbling and nodded her head as her blonde hair fell around her face. "Yes... I loved what I have seen. Especially when I've watched you and M'gann having sex... it's looked so hot and exciting. I want it too badly... I need that huge cock to fuck me silly!"

She gasped when he slapped her ass making her whimper and moan as he spanked her ass again and again. She loved to be spanked like she were such a naughty girl. And in truth she was being rather naughty at using her powers to play the parts of her friends and mentors during sexual games. Still she couldn't help herself. She enjoyed it so much! As he stroked between her ass again she pressed herself back against him moaning out. "Mmph... I need you badly. Fuck me!"

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Kalen could only grin as he slid his cock between that round ass of hers and watched her shiver. She was moaning already as he spoke and he loved it. Loved everything about her in that moment. When she spoke with her voice and told him that she loved what she'd seen. That she needed his cock to just fuck her silly he grinned even before spanking her. The spanks came nice and hard making her gasp, and moan from every hit. Seeing Black Canary's body bounce and jiggle each time before she moaned out her need was perfect. He grabbed her hips, pulled back, then thrust into her pussy hard.

"I bet you want that," he said with a low voice "jealous of the fact that you're forced to watch every time I fuck her and all you can do is play with yourself. Just wishing you had someone like me to treat you right."

He smacked her ass again once he started moving his hips with a grin.

"I'll bet you really wanted in our ass," he whispered into her ear "because I bet that you're secretly quite a dirty Canary." Oh, he was enjoying this so much...

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She whimpered each time he spanked her ass while talking dirty to her in her ear. M'gann was shivering and wanting it. She felt the wet heat building between her legs, her thighs clinching together as she moaned. When he finally gave her what she needed by thrusting his thick hard cock between her thighs she gasped and cried out loudly. Her hands pressed palms flat against the wall of the shower as he thrust deep and hard into her from behind.

"Oh God! Yes... oh fuck me hard! I'm such a dirty Canary in need of your hard cock!" She bit her lip and whimpered as she pressed her ass back against him hard. Each time he thrust into her, her hips pressed back against him to meet him thrust for thrust. She was soon moaning as her cries of pleasure filled the shower between them to mingle with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as he fucked her.

Soon she was clamping herself down on him each time he thrust into her, she squeezed him tightly with her hot little pussy, using her shifting abilities to squeeze him exquisitely tight with her body as her slick hot inner walls squeezed and flutter about every inch of his length inside her body, sucking him in greedily and holding him tight to further enhance both their pleasure.

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He savored every whimper from those lips as he spanked her. Kalen couldn't help but notice how wet she got as she moaned. And when he finally thrust into her she pressed against the wall and cried out exactly like he wanted. The way she talked made him thrust that much harder as she pushed her hips back against him. He grinned wickedly as he slammed into her tight body letting her moans fill the small shower almost as much as the steam that was slowly rising up. M'gann was squeezing him tightly. He knew it was her shifting and he loved her all the more for it. Her tight pussy was his and his alone no matter what form she was in.

"What was that," Kalen whispered "I didn't hear that. What does the little Canary need?"

He moved his hand across her ass before sliding a single finger into Black Canary's ass easing it in to tease her even as he kept thrusting. Kalen kept his wicked smile as he fucked the woman that had been disproving of him for a long time. He looked at her as he whispered into her ears.

"I'll bet you can't wait for me to pump you full," he said "such a greedy Canary."


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Princess Amara was enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the courtyard. The sounds of the birds singing in the trees and bushes combined with the gentle flowing water in the fountain helped drown out the rest of the world. Her fingers continuing to lazily move back and forth in the crystal waters A soft sigh escaping her soft pink lips. Occasionally silvery-blue eyes looking around at the colorful flowers surrounding the various banners. Tilting her head noting the flowers had to represent each member of the house. Several of the banners Amara recognized belonged to the sons she knew who were generals and warriors. The Prince she was marrying, she knew very little about. Only a few details of what her father told her, like he had been adopted. Which made her curious why the King and Queen had adopted him.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a male voice. Looking up at the handsome young man with blonde hair. What she found most striking about him were the black glyphs and runes marking his skin. A hint of a smile playing across her lips. "It is a beautiful place," Princess Amara replied withdrawing her hand from the water. "So, peaceful and relaxing." A hint of color blossomed within her cheeks as she tucked some silvery-white hair behind her right ear. "I am Princess Amara." Extending her hand towards him.

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The prince stood there, smiling warmly. It had taken him a moment to realize that the princess had actually held her hand out to him. He had been so caught up in the crystalline blue gaze that had turned to meet his and the gentle, musical voice that had filled the courtyard completely with what had seemed like such a soft breath from the elf. Sitting there among the flowers with the light of the setting sun spilling in, the silvery haired vision that met him could have been a goddess. Her mere presences seemed to give the flowers more color... to give the air a fresh, sweet breeze... to move any cloud from the sky above.

When the prince finally realized that she was holding her hand out for him, it had only been a moment. "Princess Amara..." His own cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he stepped toward her, boots lightly meeting the stone beneath as he closed the gap swiftly and took her elegant. He bent himself low... lower than he, as a prince, had bent for anyone save the king and queen... and kissed her hand. His lips stayed against that soft, sweet smelling flesh longer than they might have any acquaintance. His eyes never left hers. "Then you are... the one I'm going to..."

He seemed to be at a bit of a loss for words. Still, he did not have to finish the statement for her to know what he meant. "I'm... Prince Kira." He still hadn't released her fair hand, enjoying its gentle warmth within his own. The world seemed to stand still in this moment, as he waited... waited for her approval or utter disappointment... waited for something from the elf princess... anything that would tell him what his future held.

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Staring up at the Prince, Amara began to feel heat sweeping through her body. Color blossoming within her delicate, pale cheeks. A hint of a smile formed upon her soft pink lips. She couldn't seem to tear her eyes away from his. The feel of Kira's lips upon the petal soft skin caused her heart to skip a beat. The way he flustered and spoke with nervousness was adorable. She had never seen a Prince or member of a high social status become so flustered. Tilting her head slightly, silvery-white hair falling slightly off to the side. Though, an impending marriage would have a tendency to make one nervous. Especially when the person you are marrying is someone you had never seen before. The marriage a result of an arrangement between parents.

Withdrawing her hand slowly after letting it linger in his. "Yes, I am," Amara smiled softly. Her gaze averting briefly feeling a bit nervous herself. She was unsure what to say. There was so little she knew about him. Just from this change meeting, Amara noted the Prince appeared different from his siblings. Returning her silvery-blue gaze to Kira, "This must be overwhelming?" Her slender hands clasping to rest within her lap. The pressure of the impending wedding made everything feel overwhelming. There were so many details which needed to be perfect. Flower arrangements. Food. Guest list. Decorations. The dress. Even though most of those were being taken care of by her mother, Amara still felt the pressure to make her parents and kingdom proud.

Rubbing the palms of her hands together then over her thighs revealing how nervous she felt about the impending marriage. Biting her lower lip slightly, Amara was about to say something when she caught flutter of movement out of the corner of her eye. A flustered handmaiden came rushing up the stone path. "Milady, there you are. Your mother wishes to see you right away," the young woman with braided blonde hair dressed in a simple green dress. Bowing, while trying to catch her breath.

Nodding, Amara rose to her feet. Tilting her head slightly towards Prince Kira offering him a soft smile. "I apologize for the interruption. Perhaps we can meet later to talk about the future," Amara spoke softly wishing she could stay a little longer within the serenity of the garden. She dreaded returning to the chaos of planning a wedding. There were so many details. Everything had to be perfect even how to match napkins with tablecloths. Princess Amara headed back into the castle. Pausing one last time to look at Prince Kira before disappearing out the gate. The handmaiden bowed again before Prince Kira then dashed off after Princess Amara.

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The prince knew he was already under the spell of the elven princess. He could not hear her gentle voice enough. He couldn't gaze into her eyes long enough. He couldn't take enough breaths of her sweet perfume. He couldn't feel her soft skin against his enough. Just being near her made it hard for the prince to breathe. And when the princess smiled at him, it made the prince's very soul sing. That smile was so perfect and warm, demure and kind. It was as if the gods had made this creature with him in mind, specifically. There was nothing about her that didn't absolutely enrapture him.

Before Kira could even consider letting Amara's hand go, there was a soft shuffling sound Kira was somewhat familiar with. It wasn't often he had heard it, but over the years, one became intimately familiar with all manner of sound cues from the same environment. In this case, it was the sound of someone running over the stone floors. Toward them, in this sense. Before the handmaiden even appeared, the prince had already known that whomever it was was coming to seek out himself or the princess. He only knew this because it was his luck in life.

As the handmaiden appeared and prostrated herself before the princess, Kira's mood darkened. Could he not have some time with Amara, especially when they would be wed in only a few days? He wanted to get to know her... he wanted to love her when he stood across from her and vowed to be with her for the rest of their lives. It was probably too much to ask of the world for such a luxury. Indeed, her mother called... and he was certain that his own parents would call in the future or that duty would call... it was all just conspiring to make life difficult, it seemed.

"Please... it's not your fault, princess. I... we should make time for each other. Our wedding night is supposed to be... should be the most amazing moment of our lives. I want it to be that. I want us to be happy with this thing that was chosen for us and know that it was destiny... something decided in the stars before we were even born... not by our parents with their politically-driven agendas..." Kira tried to tell her before she left, but Amara was leaving him. The prince sighed and leaned against the well with a huff. He cursed their meddlesome parents for toying with their lives... for making them pawns in their schemes and trying to relive their own weddings, attempting to make it the perfect day it wasn't for them.

The prince decided to go clean himself up and went to his own chambers. Stripping down, he climbed under a warm shower and scrubbed the sweat and grime of the day away. And there was plenty of it after being strapped into that armor for most of it, swinging a sword and spear and clashing against men of similar stature in practice drills. Coming down from the meeting with the beautiful princess, Kira could feel just how sore his muscles were... how tired he was. The prince got out of his shower and toweled off before climbing into his bed naked and opening one of the books he had next to it to read by the firelight for a while with the dying light of the sunset drifting through his window.

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After leaving the Prince, Amara strode through the halls of the great castle. Her graceful strides made it appear as if she was gliding on air. Why couldn't she have a few moments peace? All she wanted to do was enjoy the quiet serenity of the garden. The elven princess had been pleasantly surprised to meet Prince Kira. If it weren't for the interruption, Amara would enjoyed getting to know her future husband. From their brief meeting, Amara found him quite charming and attractive. Part of her wanted to make a run for the nearest exit, but that would be rude and dishonorable. Not to mention selfish. A whole kingdom was counting on her. Looking to her for guidance and strength. What kind of example would she be setting?

Locating her mother who was talking with a dressmaker. They were looking at drawings of various wedding dresses. There were stacks of fabric bolts upon a long polished wooden table. Leaning against the table was a small stack of drawings discarded. "Oh, Amara, I was just going over designs for your dress," her mother smiled holding one of the sketches. Turning to the sketch, discarding it after scrutinizing it.

Amara's lips pursed. This didn't feel as if this was her own wedding, but more for her mother. All decisions were being made by her parents. Crossing the room, Amara began to shift through the sketches. Taking her time with each one till she found the right one. "This one," Amara spoke handing the sketch to the dressmaker.

"An excellent choice, your Highness. You will look lovely," he spoke taking the sketch.

"You can't wear that. It is much too simple," the Queen declared. "You need something fit for a Queen."

Closing her eyes, Amara prayed for patience. "Mother, the dress is elegant in its simplicity," Amara spoke, turning her attention back to the dressmaker. "I have made my decision. That is the dress I want."

The dressmaker nodded. Selecting the fabric she liked, Amara excused herself for the night. Stopping by the library, Amara picked several books she wished to read. Retiring to her chambers, Amara took a relaxing bath. Slipping into bed, Amara attempted to read, but she couldn't seem to focus. Setting aside the book, Amara cast off the blankets. Sliding out of bed, she slipped on a satiny robe over the matching creamy lace trimmed nightgown. Her silvery-white hair hung loose down to her slender waist. Emerging from her room, the halls were quiet as most had retired for the night.

Her journey through the halls brought her to where she sensed Kira. Pausing, heart pounding a little faster. Dare she do what she was thinking? What if he was already asleep? Taking a deep breath, Amara softly knocked upon Kira's door.

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The prince had laid there for probably an hour or so. The sun had set and the firelight rarely cracked as its light began to fade, beckoning another log to burn lest its flame be done for the evening. Just as Amara had had trouble focusing on her reading, Kira was in a similar bind, but had been for even longer. he had probably read the first paragraph of the page thirty or forty times before he finally absorbed it enough to move on. By the time the knock on his door came, the prince had only made it through the one page.

The knock had been soft... tentative, even. Servants were typically gentle to knock later in the evenings, not wishing to disturb their lords and ladies from their slumber, but sometimes having to do so out of necessity. This knock was different. Had it not been for the complete silence of his room, Kira might have missed the gentle rapping. Still, it was enough to get his attention. He pulled the reading glasses from his face and rose from the bed. It was nothing for a slave to see him naked, and that was the pretense under which he stepped toward the door, naked as the day he was born.

"Yes?" Opening the door, there was a split second where Kira realized that the vision before him was the princess... his princess. Then he was scrambling to cover his shame---even if it was a rather blessed bit of shame---and moving to the bed to grab his sheets. "Oh, princess! I'm... so sorry, I didn't expect you... I mean... you are more than welcome, I just..." The prince was wrapping one of his sheets around his waist and making his way back toward the door, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Sorry... I did not think you would be coming to see me. Though, I am... delighted that you did. Please, come in!"

Kira ushered Amara inside his chamber and closed the door behind her. The he was gently taking her hand and pulling out a chair near the fire for her. "I just... let me get some things situated for you." He busied himself putting another pair of logs on the fire to keep up with the night's chill before turning back to her. "So what can this humble prince do for this most noble princess this evening? I... shouldn't be worried that this isn't just a social call, should I? Well... why would it be, I mean... it is late, as it is, and if anyone knew you were in here, there would be such scandalous talk of impropriety on both our parts..."

Kira busied himself sliding on a pair of leggings as he talked his way through the nervous wreck. Then he was standing there, his body a work of chiseled glory with black markings that were almost like tattoos covering his shoulders and forearms. Though, they didn't necessarily cover so much as they seemed to accent. Yet, they also seemed to be far too... specific and precise in their design and location, like no artist could have placed them there. The silver chain of a necklace dangled from his neck and the black and blonde locks of his hair brushed over his shoulders. He probably appeared as something out of a fantasy romance in the firelight. "Sorry... let me start over..."

He stepped over toward Amara and sat in the seat nearest hers, his gaze meeting hers directly. "I'm... happy to have you here... mortified that you saw me naked... and scared that you are here to tell me that you do not wish to be wed. Forgive my being so flustered, but I can at least be completely honest to make up for it."

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Princess Amara wasn't expecting to see her husband-to-be answering the door completely naked. Her silvery-blue eyes widened in surprise. Color blossoming within her cheeks. At first it was a light rosy shade, then several shades of red till it was a brilliant shade of crimson. Amara stood there speechless. She suddenly felt unsure if she should intrude further. But, felt it would be rude to leave now that he invited her into his room.

Taking a few tentative steps into his room. Amara felt a little nervous. Cheeks still flushed red. Biting her lower lip, eyes shifting subtly to look around the room. She took in every detail. Noting books of interest. What artwork hung upon the walls. Tucking her head slightly feeling embarrassed when she sneaked another look at his naked, muscular body. Amara couldn't help herself. Silvery-blue eyes watching as Kira hurriedly covered up. Feeling guilty for staring, Amara made her way over to the couch near the fire. Sitting down gracefully folding her hands upon her lap. It was then Amara took notice of the intricate markings upon his body. She had never seen anything like it. Biting her lower lip, Amara began to play with the ruby pendant necklace. When Kira sat down beside her, Amara turned to look at him.

"I hope I am not being to intrusive," Amara spoke softly as she reached over with her hand. The tip of her index finger tracing along the edge of one of the markings. "What are these markings? I have never seen anything like them." Her tone and expression one of curiosity. Her silvery-blue eyes studied the markings intently. It was hard to place their origin. They were unlike anything she had seen whether Elvish, Dwarf, Dragon, Goblin, and so on. Tilting her head slightly to one side, their intricate patterns almost reminded her of something very old. Realizing she was staring too long, Amara pulled her hand away. Cheeks burning hot and bright red. "I apologize if I overstepped any bounds."

Shifting in her seat, Amara reached up to brush some silvery-white hair back behind an ear. Turning her head in such a way that shadows and amber firelight danced across her angelic face. "It is just that I have never seen tattoos like those," Amara spoke softly, a hint of a rosy shade blossoming within her delicate cheeks. "Where did you get them?" There was something about them she couldn't quite put her finger on. Becoming lost in thought, Amara once again played with the ruby gemstone necklace.

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Like Amara's gaze, Kira's gaze explored and admired and appreciated his bride-to-be. Night gowns weren't typically revealing, but they did leave a little to the imagination. The elf princess seemed to be as blessed as he was in her own feminine ways, the prominent swell of her breasts rising and falling with her seemingly quickened breaths. She had a wonderful shape to her figure, and he couldn't help but drink in the hints at it through her night gown.His eyes also followed her hand to the ruby pendant around her throat. It was a magnificent gem... very valuable. His own parents had such riches in their vaults, but they had never gifted him or any of his brothers with such magnificent displays of wealth.

But there was art on the walls, though it seemed sparse. Some of it sketches and only a few paintings. There were a great many books, though. Some piled around his bed, and some near the door. The shelf seemed entirely full, though it did not look to have the first speck of dust, indicating that it was used very regularly. Of course, now they were seated together, and her gaze was looking at the nearest black mark on his shoulder. "Of course you aren't being intrusive, princess... please, tell me, what can I do for you?" He glanced down when he felt her fingertip on the skin of his shoulder, following the curved edges of that black mark that seemed almost like a flame with the way it crawled up his arm and over the top of his shoulder.

"That? It's... my parents call it a tattoo, but... well, they say I've had them my whole life. That, and... all of the tattoos I've ever seen... their ink faded with time and it was clear they were beneath the skin. These... well, they've never faded, and when I have been cut on one of them, every bit of skin that showed beneath was just as black." True to his description, they were as black as night, though they retained the texture of his skin. They could very well have been tattoos at their newest stages. "I... wish I knew more about what they are... or where they came from..."

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Tilting her head ever so slightly eyes still lingering on his mysterious tattoos. Soft pink lips pursing lost in thought. Amara found it curious when he mentioned that when his skin was cut the black coloration ran deeper past the surface. Unlike normal tattoos she knew of which were just below the surface. SHe had never heard of anything like this before. His skin felt so normal against her soft fingertips. Pulling her hand back, Amara nervously brushed some strands of silvery-white hair behind an ear. It was curious. Where did he get such markings?

Silvery-blue eyes lifting to look into Kira's eyes. A hint of a rosy hue blossoming within her pale cheeks. "Perhaps, we can look into the origins of the markings?" Amara spoke softly. Subconsciously, Amara touched the ruby gemstone again. The simple touch made the ruby flash with an inner fire, or perhaps it was merely a trick of firelight? Shifting her gaze from Kira to glance about the room once more. Amara noted that for royalty, his room was sparsely decorated with the finer things. Unlike some she knew who looked to display how wealthy they were to the point of vulgarity. Her eyes feel upon the stacks of books and overflowing bookshelves. A thin eyebrow arched slightly.

Rising to her feet, Amara walked over to the shelves filled with books. Fingertips skimming lightly over the well worn spines. Some she saw appeared to have been read more then once. "You have remarkable taste in books, Kira," Amara spoke softly turning slightly to look at her husband-to-be with a soft smile upon her lips. Gently pulling a royal blue leather bound book from the shelf, carefully opening the book so as not to damage it. "I would love to possibly read them?" Amara was very careful not to tear any pages as she slowly leafed through the book. Putting the book gently back upon the shelf, Amara's eyes took in all the titles. She noted some wording on several books seemed to be faded from both wear and age. Some appeared rare. "How long have you been collecting? I see some are very rare titles."

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Kira was... taken aback by what the beauty sitting next to him offered. He smiled as he took in the pointed ear she had tucked some silvery strands behind, and the charming blush on her elegant features. No one had ever bothered to offer to research anything with him before... much less to answer his own questions. It was a small notion that she made that made all the difference in the world in telling Kira just what sort of soul Amara was. She was legitimately trying to please him, and there was nothing making her do so. "I... thank you... I mean... there's not much to find... not here, at least... but I appreciate the sentiment more than I think you could ever know."

He might have reached up and touched her cheek, but the princess was soon rising and walking past him, toward one of his bookshelves. The prince turned to watch her, taking in how reverently she touched and took in the details of his trappings. "Oh... so you are a studied woman, then?" It shouldn't have surprised him. Elves seemed so wise, and their eternal lives surely only lent them to so many years of being able to study and learn more about the world they shared with so many creatures, man among them... past and present. Kira stood and walked toward Amara with a warm smile, stepping right up beside her as he peered into the book open in her hands. He had known the royal blue cover the moment she had touched it. It was one of his personal favorites.

He chuckled softly, a hand coming to the corner of the page she was turned to. "Princess, since we are to be husband and wife, I should say that any of my books are yours to read should you ever desire it. Though... don't misunderstand the whole of my collection. Some... are... merely the fuel of fantasies of a lonely young prince craving companionship." His fingers turned the page over where an illustration of a weary knight kneeling before a woman who might have been queen or a princess cradled his head to her torso lovingly. "Such as the romance of Lady Ashley and Sir Salem... the knight who gave his life in service of a woman he could never have. And even when she made her feelings clear, he would not let them be together because she was above his station." Kira smiled a little bashfully as his gaze came to meet Amara's again, his hand resting at the small of her back.


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It was the start of the week and the blues were clearly on some of her colleagues, heaving a soft sigh as she too felt it, entering the office space in a well ironed white dress shirt, tucked in neatly into a pencil skirt from her hips to just above the knee. Lastly, to top off the outfit, Maria wore black pantyhose that hid the panty line and the skirt from clinging onto her skin. As she walked past the still empty desks she adjusted her handbag on her shoulder before hearing Edward's warm greeting, following the sound and stopped by his desk.

"Morning, Edward." She replied, taking note of his compliment and did a glance of her attire, "It's what I wear almost everyday." playing it off casually with a smile, "I have a meeting before lunch. Glad to know the attire is looking good. Be right back." Leaving him with a wave to head over to her own office and get the area set up. Soon more employees showed up and got to their desks, yawning as they booted their computers. Once done with her office, Maria left and made a round about the office space, checking on who's there and who wasn't, stopping by Edward's desk as the final stop.

"I'm going to get some coffee for the others, could you help me? Coffee's on me." She requested, offering to pay for his morning coffee while she checked for her wallet and phone, adjusting her corporate lanyard and collar as she awaited for his response.

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Edward snapped out of his seat with energy. "Sure, boss!", he replied. He liked it when she included him in his tasks, allowing him to display his skills as well as form a closer connection with her. Their age helped them bond, and both used it to their advantage.

He used it to form a closer relationship with his immediate supervisor, hoping that she saw the good work he did and recommended him for promotion. She used it to form a closer relationship with the team, using him as a go-between between herself and the younger members. Others were more than happy to be honest in front of him as they saw him as one of their own.

He saw his compliment have its intended effect, and even though she wore pretty much the same uniform everyday, he did think she looked hotter than the other ladies. It was as if the uniform was made to fit her.

Come out from behind his desk he fell in step with her, as they headed out to get coffee, trying to start a casual conversation he asked, "How was your weekend? Did you and Jackson do anything special?"

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With a smile of approval, she heard him get up before she led the way, glancing to her side and saw him walking by her side. Maria's eyes lingered for a second extra at his figure, the well fitting jacket left little to the imagination that he took care of his body, keeping her gaze forward upon that intended second lasting for several. As they walked out of the office space, with the hallway still silent, her heels clacked with each step during their trip to the cafeteria. It was on their way there he seized the chance to start a conversation, something she was just about to do.

The topic, naturally, was going to be about their weekend. And being a married woman, one would ask how it was with their significant other.

"It wasn't anything special, but I brought him out for lunch. Afterwards, we went to a cafe for something sweet, and coffee for him." She answered, keeping her tone casual despite its relative significance. Who wouldn't be happy from spending time with their loved one? In the workplace however, the word 'professionalism' was constantly on her mind, careful of her words and actions, especially now, when she has a team to lead and leaders had to lead by example.

Keeping her story short and sweet, she brought the question back onto him, "How was yours? You seem in a good mood today.". Maria occasionally glanced at him as assurance that she didn't leave him behind, and to non-verbally signal that she was keeping her ears open for what he had to say. It didn't take long for the two to see the cafeteria's signage, eventually reaching to see that she wasn't alone on needing some caffeine to start their day. "What do you feel like having to start the day?", approaching the queue before she joined in, reaching for her wallet and phone as she used the latter to check the time and any colleagues who might want her to get them a drink too.

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As they walked towards the cafeteria, Maria's heels clacking on the floor, he noticed her checking him out. _Well, well, well... she does notice me._ Smiling at the idea that she too found him attractive at least, he went half-a-step behind her. Not enough to make her turn, allowing her to continue the conversation, but enough for him to check her out from behind, his eyes on her ass.

"Well... while not special, at least you are spending time with your husband... you both would be very busy during the week", he replied to her, picking up on the fact that it sounded like a boring weekend. For her question he just smiled mysteriously and said, "Well... I was with someone."

That someone was Diane, a friend of a friend he had met many years ago, while Edward didn't think they would be anything serious, Diane was up to spending the odd weekend with him, which is exactly what had happened this time. They approached the cafeteria, and he ordered his americano, getting a tray so they could collect everyone's orders, he once again stood behind her in the queue eyeing her openly.

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"Every week is a busy week for us. We barely knew each other's schedules after he left for that promotion." The thought of that was the reason that why she tried to spend time with him, even if it was just a meal out during the weekend with some desert afterwards. Maria didn't realize that he had caught her checking him out, only stopping once she noticed a smile and moved with the queue. It was true that a lunch date and spending time in a cafe didn't sound appealing, but that was all she could muster for the weekend. Plus, towards the end of it she felt like it was her dragging him out to dine than anything. At least the food was good.

So when Edward mentioned he spent his weekend with someone she turned the focus of the conversation onto him. "No wonder you were in a good mood." She teased, picking up the mystery behind his delivery, "I'll message you details about that cafe then. Perhaps you could bring that someone there next time." ending her sentence just in time for her turn to make an order.

With her usually, friendly greeting to the counter, she began naming out the orders for them to take prepare. By the end of it, she was relieved to have another pair of hands with her. Taking out her wallet to pay, she caught onto his order of an americano and gave several more coins to account for his order as she was about to prepare a tray for them before he did that task for her. "Thanks." Glancing at Edward before she began her short wait as the cups of various coffees began to fill the tray, taking another one out just to even the load between them.

Even if a brief moment he had enough time to eye the Supervisor's body from head to toe, until she slid him a tray carefully and picked up the other. "Come on," she gestured with her head, exposing the earring that shimmered and led the way back to the office space.

During their walk she remained silent, carefully of the tray she was carrying until they had returned. For convenience sake, she placed her tray in her office while instructing him to leave his tray by his desk. From there, she was able to hand out the cups efficiently to the staff until a single cup of espresso remained, all for herself. Finished with the task she returned to Edward's desk and passed him the empty tray, "Last one to get their coffee returns the trays." She casually instructed, adjusting her uniform and looked to see the others coming in one by one, "By the way, we won't have much to do till lunch after my meeting, so could you check on the interns? Just make sure they're doing well." Assigning him with his first work related task of the day.

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Taking his coffee to his desk he saw her hand out everyone their order before taking her own cup and coming to him. When she gave him his instructions, he nodded and got up to go check out on the interns.

Her 'invite' to bring his date to the cafe so they could go on a double date excited him. He had no major reason to flaunt Diane in front of Maria, but at least she felt comfortable sharing details of her weekend with him. The news that she and her husband were not having much time shouldn't have made him happy, but hearing that their relationship wasn't perfect did give him some joy.

_Maybe,_ he figured, _If she spends some time with me, she will see what a proper relationship is like._ He liked the fact that she gave him supervisory tasks, it was as if she was preparing him for promotion. The interns were all college students, 20-21 years old. There were five of them in total, three boys and two girls.

Edward headed towards them, making sure that they had some small task to keep them busy as well as explaining to them on how to do the task. He could see that the two girls were checking him out, and wondered if they had any boyfriends. He could tell things were going to get busier in the afternoon.

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After assigning him to oversee the interns, a task that she wasn't up to socially due to the clear boundary between them, Maria returned to her office and started her work. The espresso helped to get her up and running as she tackled the mundane task of checking her emails for any updates to the meeting, and nothing showed. As the supervisor, her task involved working with other supervisors and that too was its own beast, checking in on them as they all communicated on what was about to happen during the meeting. That alone lasted for a hour with her cup of espresso empty in half that time, trudging through it with caffeine being her only ally in the room.

Edward showed potential and was handling work well. His first task, while seemingly simple, tested him on being able to take charge of a small team. Three boys and two girls, all college students and were either a pleasure to work with, or co-worker from hell. In recent weeks it was hard to keep track of every member under her wing, but having someone like him on the team made life easier. Spending the rest of the morning going through papers and conversations with the other departments, she hoped that Edward was coping fine.

The interns would seek help from the staff upon encountering any issue. The boys and girls approached almost anyone who seemed available, however the latter seemed to have a preference for Edward if the opportunity was present. "So that's where the documents were. Thanks, Edward." One gave him her thanks, clearly checking him out, eyes slithering from his hand to mysterious gaze the mysterious bachelor had. Only getting glimpses of him working, the girls took the chance to initiate in some small talk, mainly revolving around how he spent his weekend with some questions about the job.

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Edward worked with the interns, setting them on their tasks he got back to his desk telling them to come to him if they had any questions. He noticed how the two girls seeked him out, and from their simple questions he figured it was more to chat with him than to actually solve an issue. He didn't mind, as they both were cute, but he made sure that they knew they were on a deadline and that their performance would be reported back to their college.

The team was growing and he admired at the fact that Maria was handling it well, she seemed to have chosen him as her lieutenant, which was smart as she needed all the help she could get. After a while, he went to her office, knocking on the door and peeking in. "Need anything before your meeting? What about lunch?"

He was done with his morning tasks, and was thinking of going out to have a relaxed lunch.

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Maria soon got focused and was completely occupied, moving back and forth in her office to pull files and lay them out onto her desk with the occasional typing on her keyboard. And that became how the woman spent her morning, unaware of the passing of time as her mind drowned itself in work, with her office soon becoming the physical manifestation of that.

The silence of the workspace soon became to break as employees became restless and hungry. For Maria however, she pressed on until the air of restlessness began to seep into her office. With a heavy sigh she tried to wrap things up the best she could, realizing the mess of files she created before hearing a knock, startling her and derailing whatever train of thought she had going on.

"What is it?" She immediately asked, not knowing who it was until she approached and opened the door, seeing the man trying to peek in. "It's just you..." Maria commented, letting out another dragged out breath as crossed her arms with a slight frown, visibly worn down from her task. "Well.." Uttering something to buy some time, lost for words to his answer question at the moment. "I just have to sort the papers together into a file. Other than that, I'm good. After the meeting I'll have work for the whole team so I'll have take notes down later too..." Mumbling to herself as her mind got on track in front of Edward before stopping once she caught employees leaving the office space in droves. It was lunch!

Snapping out of it, her body eased up and her hands went down, "Lunch, right, lunch. I need to handle the mess in my office, could you get lunch for me?" She asked, unfortunately preoccupied by the upcoming meeting to afford a moment to catch her breath.

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Edward could see that she was busy, a bit stressed about the upcoming meeting. His eyes followed her breasts as she took a big breath and calmed down a bit. The office had a lot of files laid out on her desk and he could tell that she had lost track of time.

It wasn't what he wanted, he rather they stepped out to grab at a nearby restaurant, but he could see that she wouldn't be able to do that. Deciding to help her and maybe eat with her he agreed to grab something for her. "Sure! I'll bring it up here... you worry about the meeting. What would you like for lunch?"

Any time he could spend with her was time well spent, and he figured he was the closest she had to a friend at the office.

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Him agreeing to help her with that was one weight off her shoulders at that moment, and allowing her some breathing room in her schedule felt relieving. "Thanks a ton, Edward." Maria spoke with a tired smile, the tense body language she gave started showing signs of relaxation, looking around as she gave some thought about what she wanted for lunch. From racking her brain earlier in the morning, the woman was out of fuel to even plan her next meal.

With nothing in mind she left him by the door of the office to pick up her handbag, pulling her wallet out of it and returned to him shortly after. "Here." Reaching out to him to hand over a ten-dollar bill, "I'll leave it up to you." unable to come to a decision and left it to her fellow colleague for assistance. "While you're away, I'll get the office cleaned up for us." Maria told him, an unintentional assurance that he'll get to spend his lunch with her. It wasn't a restaurant or even a cafeteria, but a smaller, and private space in the now empty office space.

Shortly after her assurance, Maria walked away from him and went for her desk, sorting the files right away and saw him still there. "Hope you get there before the queue gets too long." She told him politely, indirectly telling him to make haste.

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Edward watched as she started organizing all the files, and then her reminded jolted him out of his reverie. Smiling at her he made his way to the cafeteria to grab some sandwiches. He figured that some nice sandwiches would be appreciated, easy to eat in her office, and quite filling. Getting to the cafeteria he got into the queue, noticing that if he had been a bit late, it would have gotten much longer.

The majority of the staff were eating here, even people from other departments, it was getting quite noisy as people ate and chatted away. Grabbing the sandwiches he also got some soda and water, not knowing what Maria would prefer to drink. With tray full of food and drink he slowly started making his way back to her office.

He reached there a couple of minutes later, and gave it a little kick as his hands were occupied. "Food delivery!", he playfully called out as he waited for her to open her door.

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After all her arranging, shuffling, and stacking of files and papers, Maria had restored her office space to its usual state. That state was going to be needed for their lunch after all, so it gave her a mood a slight uptick, finishing up by pushing her chair from the back to the front of the desk to the front, beside another chair where people would sit whenever they met her. This arrangement eliminated the physical boundary between them by being adjacent rather than opposite one another. For Maria at least, it removed formalities, giving her a break from the job that held up much of her mind.

It had only been a minute for her to get comfortable on her chair before hearing a voice playfully calling out food delivery. Getting up with a tired smile at his call, Maria approached the ajar door and opened it fully to see him with a tray full of food and drinks. She wasn't sure what to expect when she left the deciding to him, but he certainly surprised her for a moment. Regaining her bearings, Maria held the tray with him, carefully bringing it over to the two chairs in front of her desk where she set it down. "Good job." She spoke, looking at the sandwiches on it, wondering if he did use all ten dollars she gave for lunch. Not that it mattered, but he definitely got her money's worth of food.

"Have a seat, it's probably better here than the crowd there." Her voice relaxed, turning her chair to face him before taking a chicken sandwich and the bottle of water. "You can have the soda." Sliding the drink towards his end of the desk, "I don't want to risk a sugar crash during a meeting." reasoning it with him and sat down, gesturing him to do the same thing as she crossed her pantyhose covered legs over, helping herself to a sip of water before undoing the sandwiches' packaging.

To have lunch with a colleague didn't come by often. Well, a colleague other than Edward at least. Even with him she appreciated the company.

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Once they had placed the tray on her table and sat, Edward grabbed the soda and closed the door to her office, giving them quiet and privacy. Sitting down opposite her, his eyes went to her pantyhose covered legs, admiring them. Taking a sip of the soda, he grabbed a sandwich and took a bite. "So... what else do you want in you relationship, other than going to cafes?", he asked causally.

He knew it was a bit of a personal question, and he hoped his tone would make it seem like light conversations between two office colleagues. Truth to be told, he was fishing for any problems in Maria's marriage, hoping that she would confide in him and maybe he could exploit them. He sat facing her, his legs spread open, waiting for her to answer while he continued to eat his sandwich. "Oh... I hope the sandwich is okay... I thought that was the best option at the cafeteria... though next time, we should go out for lunch."

It was a smooth move, he enjoyed how subtle it was... if she agreed, he had booked a lunch date with her.

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"What else do I want in a relationship?" Repeating the question softly to herself before taking a bite out of the chicken sandwich, nodding in approval as she chewed and got it down her throat. "The sandwich was a good call. Can't go wrong with a quick bite." Maria complimented him on his decision making, soon realizing that she left his question unanswered.

"I'd say... a good mix of sugar, spice, and everything nice." She chuckled at the answer, picking up that he was trying something. "Are you trying to get relationship advice or something?" Casually questioning him with a smile, taking another bite of the sandwich while she gave his question more thought. Whether he was looking for advice or wanting get her perspective on relationships, it made her reflect on her own situation with Jackson. It had its flaws with two partners trying to climb the ranks, with her left behind while he sat amongst the higher ups and almost led another life. A life without her. The silence and privacy soon worked in Edward's favor, as the married woman began to look at her own relationship intently.

Crossing her legs over to the other side, Maria took a breath in slowly exhaled, "Attention and communication?" she answered, "Those are the two things that tests a relationship. As we... age," softly uttering the last word, conscious of bringing it up, "we..." catching herself from revealing too much about herself and information about her and Jackson behind closed doors. Playing it off with a sigh, "We should go out for lunch some time. Or dinner. A hearty dinner to end a long, hard week? That sounds nice." Liking the suggestion of a having a meal out of the cafeteria, but having one at the end of the week appealed more to the schedule of a supervisor.

"Enough of me, Edward. What do you want in a relationship?" Bringing the question back to him, wanting to even the field now that he knew a little something about her. Plus she had some time at the moment to converse with him about things that didn't involve work.

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Edward chewed on the sandwich, thinking about what she had just said and mulling her question over. _What did he want?_ Swallowing his mouthful, he spoke slowly, as if deliberating over each word. "Yeah... attention and communication is important, but also fulfillment... you know... what do I want from the other person, and am I getting it... also, am I giving my best to the other person... that kind of thing."

The way she had answered it, he had a feeling that she was not getting much attention or communication from her husband. _Too busy being a CEO maybe?_, he thought with a smirk. "And yeah... we should definitely go out!", he replied in agreement.

Giving her a moment or two to think over his answer, he pressed on with his line of question, "Well... are you getting it? Attention and communication... I mean... because both you and your husband seem to be quite busy!"

He sensed that pressing on might reveal some flaw in their relationship, and as she absentmindedly ate the sandwich and thought about her relationship, he openly gazed at her, admiring the way her shirt hugged her breasts, and how her lanyard hung between them.

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Maria nodded occasionally, shifting her eyes between him and the sandwich when she took another, larger bite off it. His words were slower and deliberate which made it easier to let them sink in and something to mull over. Fulfillment was an aspect she questioned about her relationship with Jackson: was it a fulfilling one? Did she feel fulfilled?

Swallowing her mouthful and after a sip of water, Edward agreed too on the idea of going out, responding to his smirk with a naive smile. With a moment between them to think over his answer, Maria wanted to answer him, but he pressed on with his questions, now asking her if she was able to get that attention and communication she brought up. With how he initially sounded, he was one foot in HR's office over sexual harassing his supervisor, clearing up shortly after and it made Maria sigh softly in relief. No way he would be trying to hit on her, his supervisor, a married woman!

"It's definitely not easy. Like, if we had a similar schedule it would be alright. But it's almost like we live in two different worlds now." Sharing a little more about her relationship, even leaking a flaw in it. The woman took a long breath in with her breasts rising before coming down slowly as she exhaled, "But that's just a thing when both of us are busy, so I try to make use of our weekends at least." Ending it with her eyes on the sandwich, trying to finish it and not spend too long eating.

Even if she leaked the truth of them being in different worlds, quite literally in the workplace, the problem goes a little deeper and letting it out to someone felt relieving.

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That was a clear indication that the relationship was not all rosy, that she was unhappy with her situation. Elated he nodded along to what she was saying and finished his sandwich, and taking a gulp of his soda. "Well, hopefully, he too is trying as hard you to make time for the relationship", he offered slyly as he watched her finish her food.

Getting up and clearing after himself, he put the wrappers in the trash and used some tissues to wipe the table down. All indications were of him getting ready to leave as he asked one final question, "How do you do it?"

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That claim placed her in a tough spot. If Maria said yes, it would be dishonest of her and bluntly, lying to herself to some degree. If she said no, it would throw him under the bus and make her look like the villain. Neither option felt like a proper answer for her, resulting in silence being the only way to respond to that as she too finished her sandwich, wrapping the packaging and began to clean up after herself.

With him done and their short conversation coming to an end, Maria took care of her own wrappers while Edward wiped the table down. It was back to work as she paid attention to the shelved files, sliding some of them out before he asked one final question. How does she do it.

"Meal dates don't quite work anymore... but home cooked food does!" She answered, trying to lighten the atmosphere between them with a positive answer, "The little things add up, they really do. And of course, when the mood sets in and things click---" the woman had to cut her sentence short upon hearing the crowd of colleagues returning from their lunch break. Heaving a soft sigh as her train of thought derailed, Maria shook her head not quite remembering what she just said, "Thanks for the lunch, Edward. Next one's on me. Perhaps a dinner?" Clearly giving his consideration some thought as she placed the files on her cleaned desk, going through them and began to pack her handbag to leave. Once she got packed her hands soon got full with her files on one hand and the empty tray he brought on the other, "I'll handle this." She assured, leaving for the door and turned the lights off on her way out.