“Morning, beautiful,” he whispered with a gruff voice. Morning Vincent sounded so hot. Hot enough that I could skip makeup time for sexy time. But not hot enough to hold off going to pee.
“I love you, but I’ve got to pee. So, unless you’re into that, untangle me, big guy,” I teased and felt lips press to my head before he let me go. His chuckles followed me to the bathroom, and I had a big smile on my face as I took care of morning business. Freshly peed, teeth brushed, and cleaned up, I walked back to my room and found Vincent naked in the bed with his hand on his cock.
I tripped over my own feet as my brain short-circuited.
“I was warming it up for you.” Yeah, he was. My mouth salivated and, just like one of those trained dogs, I grew hungry. And it wasn’t food I wanted.
I found my footing and undressed as I closed the distance to the bed.
“Feeling better, I see.” I commented how lively he appeared, and his eyes flared.
“Feeling determined.” I liked determination, and I trusted his determination was a good thing for us. Drawn to movement, my focus fell from his face to his pumping hand on his cock. Oh yeah, I was determined too.
I ran my fingers up his thighs and crawled between his legs. My head dropped and licked the tip of him as his grasp moved up. We were a team, working together for his pleasure. His fist bumped against my lips as I pressed them to the tip, then found a rhythm sucking up and down as he continued pumping. He worked the bottom and I the head.
“E.” He groaned, his hips flexed beneath my hands, and while I enjoyed the group project, I needed more. I gave his cock one last kiss before slowly moving up him. His hand left his shaft and gripped my hips as I straddled him. I moaned as the tip of him brushed against my clit while I positioned him at my entrance.
We groaned in unison as I slid down him slowly. It took another minute to adjust. Then finally, with my gaze on his eyes, I lifted and found my rhythm. Up, down, roll around, back and forth. I smiled, thinking this could make a fun song when suddenly his upper half shot up, his lips pressed to mine.
Oh, his kiss, I’d die and come back to life for his lips. My arms wrapped around his neck as my body squished against his. Every roll of my hips in this position felt deep, with the added bonus of his hips grinding into my clit.
“You’re mine, E. Past, present, and future,” he snarled against my lips, and the ferocity in his declaration fast-passed my orgasm to the front of the line.
“Oh,” I whimpered before my whole body tensed.
“Fuck, yes, E. Come on my cock.” He groaned before clashing our mouths together again. He swallowed every heavy breath, every moan of my release. It was hot. So when his release caught up with him, I did the same.
“Wow.” Our kisses slowed to a peck here and there. We sat there, our torsos plastered to one another in silence for what felt like hours, but I knew only minutes passed. Being with him was timeless.
“Mm.” I peeled back to glance at his face.
“I can feel how happy and satisfied you are. It’s warm and soothing. Feels like what I’d imagine cats feel basking in the sun. I want to bask in you.” He smiled through each of those beautiful words, and my hands reached up to touch his lips. I liked his smile, and if my powers aided in putting it on his face, then I’d use them all the time.
“I am happy and satisfied. As dumb as it sounds, I feel complete.” Which sounded dumb to me, so I elaborated. “Not in an ‘I need you to complete me because I’m half a person’ type of thing. I’m me, but I feel bigger. Like… This sounds so stupid. I’m not doing a good job explaining.” I shook my head, but Vincent’s fingers touched my chin and held my gaze.
“I feel it too. Like us being together has been a long time coming. Perhaps our powers of the coupled Titans has been searching, waiting to be together again after all this time. I feel stronger as a human with you. Not just because of your strength and kindness and smile that make me want to defy everything. Like, we operate as one, in two bodies.” I nodded, agreeing with his every word. It was hard to explain, but I felt like a hundred-foot-tall goddess with him.
I knew with every fiber of my being that we were supposed to be together. Which left me thinking throughout the rest of the day, why didn’t we meet in his original timeline?
Chapter Twenty-Five
Vincent
“What are we doing here?” Emily asked as I jumped us to the day of the zoo incident. I’d searched the internet with every keyword I could think of, scrolled through hours of newspapers from the day. All I found were a few papers about a gas leak and the house burning down. Obviously by the time I got back, the people’s deaths had changed; perhaps the answers had been in there before. That’s the shitty thing about our society: unless someone died, no one cared. Terratrex was only going to stop in the future because Emily died. Without her death, they got away with destroying the environment.
“We’re out front of Terratrex. I think they were responsible for the zoo incident, but I can’t prove it. Phillip of my time suggested we go look. So we’re gonna peek around.” I refused to stop it, no one died and the animals were fine. Changing too much caused too much instability in the timeline. I was both surprised and not when Phillip found me in HQ, digging through every scrap of info on Terratrex I could find. I stared, waiting for him to say something about Emily’s death, or something, only for him to shrug and suggest I take Emily to scope it out. Do a little hero work. Since he gave me the ok, so to speak, I knew we’d be ok.
“Ok, so we’re doing super-secret Hero Society work in the past. Cool. Cool. Cool.” She rubbed her hands together, and I stopped walking in the parking lot. Emily’s pink hair swished around as she noticed I wasn’t keeping pace.
“What’s wrong?” She glanced from side to side as she slowly shuffled back to me. Perhaps taking her here was a bad idea; she was not subtle in her sneaking.
“You just amaze me. I brought you to another time to play spy, and you just go with it.” I shook my head.
“Well… for one, I trust you. You wouldn’t hurt me or put me in any bad situation. Second. It sounds like a fun adventure. Like I get to play someone else. Speaking of, can we have fake personas? I want to be Melody Sparklings. A stripper who wanted to make a difference in the world, so I went to college and work for Terratrex now. Going on two years, my work anniversary is around the corner.” She paused and I had to clench my lips tight to prevent the loud laughter from escaping.
“And third. I may be new to accepting my fate as a hero member, but isn’t this what they—we—do? We figure stuff out and stop bad guys. If Terratrex is a bad guy, then we’re doing our job.” Too fucking perfect.
“I don’t deserve you.” I was still in shock that this genuine person chose me for her heart. Even with my shortcomings.
