Syringe in One Hand, Gun in the Other 9 (NSFW) (Patreon)

Syringe in One Hand, Gun in the Other

Chapter 9 (NSFW)

-VB-

A month later…

The resource pool around where we set up was … kind of bad.

There were a lot of trees, which provided me with the early fuel and charcoal for my gunpowder. The soil was also pretty fertile and suitable for any kind of farming. However, those advantages were the only advantages this place had in resources.

This meant that we were now operating on a daily resource deficit.

“And you don’t want to deal with the parahumans, capes, and their nonsense… even though you are a cape yourself,” Lisa summarized our thoughts for us. Even with her Thinker power suppressed, she was still pretty intelligent enough to be our advisor.

Part of this was because of the experience she had that we didn’t. We lived nearly thirty years on Bet as a regular person. A civvie. We didn’t even bother to meet parahumans aside from telling anyone who would bother to listen about the truth of that world.

We didn’t need to do that anymore.

No, our interest was now the greater multiverse. With the unknown Tinker’s gate tinkertech that we “researched,” we didn’t have to center our future plans and bases on just this planet, which was already infected with Shard parahumans.

“By the way, is this going to be my role?” she asked a little hesitantly. “Since you’re asking me to help you with this kind of stuff, you… don’t want me to just be a hole waiting for you?”

We looked to Lisa, who had taken to sipping tea while we thought about her question. “Honestly, we thought you would have backed off when we got blunt and aggressive with you last month.”

A month that she spent avoiding us. Oh, she tried not to make it look like she was avoiding us but she avoided us. We have the statistic to prove it; when there were over 100 of us, eventually, one of us started doing math whether we liked it or not because there were only so many jobs to do in and around the base, especially since we were pussyfooting around both her and other potential things we could.

She stopped sipping and stared at me. “You thought … that someone like me who’s been putting her life on the line for a very long time as a villain would just give up?” she asked me with a quirked eyebrow as if we were stupid.

“There’s a difference between putting your life on the line and potentially having to give life,” we replied and she winced.

Yes, she knew exactly what we were insinuating. She fidgeted in her seat before she finally set her cup down and looked at us in the eyes.

“So when are you going to gangbang me?” she asked resignedly.

We raised an eyebrow.

She glared at our questioning nonresponse. “My powers didn’t go away for days, Alan. I know at least half of your preferences and probably a lot more about what you would like to experiment with the first willing participant.”

“Just sex?”

She grimaced as she set the cup down. “Among other things.”

We snorted. Well, we should have expected this.

“I don’t …” she hissed out before biting her lips. “I don’t want to have to keep questioning if today is the day. I just want that to be done with.”

Just get it over with, huh? “You talk as if this is your first.”

“It is my first, you idiot,” she glared at me with a blush on her face. “Can’t you tell from how I’m fidgeting like crazy? I literally offered you my virginity.” Her hands clenched on the sofa next to her.

Honestly, we liked watching her fidget a little, but at the same time, felt a little bit too cruel to make her wait, not knowing when she was going to lose her first time.

Well, she spoke up about it now, so why not now?

We stood up and walked over to her. She looked up at us with a momentary surprise and then … fear.

But that fear was quickly masked when we leaned down to her. She closed her eyes and waited for me to … start.

But we didn’t.

Like we said, we liked to watch her fidget.

“Lisa,” we whispered. “We won’t force ourselves on you.”

She opened her eyes and looked up at me warily.

“In fact, we won’t touch you if you don’t want us to, but you gave yourself to us in exchange for Taylor’s safety. We would be disappointed if you gave yourself to someone else.” She looked rebellious at the thought of us telling her what to do, but that look lasted for a moment before she remembered her situation.

“Of course, if you want to leave, then all you have to say is that you want to.”

I left her with that tidbit.

Oh, she would be confused and that would lead to her becoming even more fidgety.

This was, of course, assuming that she doesn’t sneak out into the night, let her power recuperate, let it run to the eleventh hour, and discover what we -.

“Fine.”

To our surprise, she stood up, grabbed our hand, and stomped out of the room while dragging one of us out of the room.

Our other selves - who had been in the room silently -  just stared after the one who got dragged out in shock.

-VB-

“You have no idea what you do to me, do you…?!” Lisa hissed as she pushed the one she grabbed into her room and closed it. Alan looked surprised by her aggression. Good! This asshole thought he could keep pushing her around but she wasn’t a cape for over three years without a backbone of her own!

She chose this and she was going to own up to it.

It also felt great to leave him speechless.

She pushed him again, and this time, he fell onto her bed.

She jumped on top of him, which probably hurt him a little, but she was straddling him now. He had no right to complain.

“Do you even know what you did, you idiot?” she asked him after grabbing a fistful of his shirt.

“... No?”

“I am a Thinker who cannot turn off her power,” she growled at him, nearly butting her forehead to his. “All sorts of disgusting secrets, horrifying rumors, and even nonsensical ramblings of dying drug addicts flowed into my head! Then you come around and cut my power off. I am FINALLY free of all sorts of thoughts that are not my own!”

She pushed him down onto the bed. She was very aware of the fact that her v-vagina was rubbing down against his now engorged dick making a tent in his pants.

She shuddered before ranting at him again, this time from on top of him.

“I finally got my head in working order for the first time in my adult life! And what do you do when I was desperate?!” She slammed her fists - still clutching his shirt - onto his chest. “You touch me. You insinuate about what you might do to me!”

She felt a drop of water on the back of her hand. Ah, that was her tear.

“And do you know what’s horrible? Without my power to keep me disgusted and my hormones still running rampant, I am reacting like a fucking virgin that I am whenever I see one of you. I’m scared and aroused that you might take me away to a corner and have your way with me!”

Then she leaned down and kissed him.

It wasn’t a chaste kiss. It was an aggressive, tongue slipping, and passionate kiss.

And when he kissed her back, she felt … good. Great.

Lisa broke the kiss.

“Bastard.”

Silently, he just grinned and put his hands on her waist.

She shivered at his touch.

And shivered even more when his hands slid underneath her already airy t-shirt.

Instead of stripping her, he just began to grind himself on her. Slowly.

She glared at him.

“Are you going to fuck me or play with me? I -”

He suddenly flipped them around.

Suddenly, she was on the bed and he was on top of her.

“Now, we finally know why you were avoiding us,” he whispered, and she felt a blush burning her face and neck. “You were fantasizing about what we would do to you.”

Damn it, damn it, damn it! Fuck this, bas-.

… That’s what was going to happen, wasn’t it?

This was dangerous. She had to set-up a boundary right here and now.

“Only one.”

“Hmm?”

“I am not going to be a sex toy,” she snapped at him. “If you’re going to fuck me, then you will do it with only one of yourself at a time.”

“Demanding~,” he hummed amusedly.

And then her clothes and his clothes all disappeared quickly one at a time but taking only two seconds in total.

She felt him.

A full-body shudder ran up her body.

“But when you say that to the guy who you just revealed you were fantasizing about…”

“You wish!”

He leaned down and kissed her.

Her arms wrapped around the back of his head and shoulders as she closed her eyes and kissed him back.

She felt his hands on her thighs and didn’t resist as he pulled his legs apart. She whimpered into his mouth as she felt his dick poking at her entrance and -.

She locked up, choking on her first time being penetrated by a man, and broke the kiss as she panted. Lisa felt a sudden burst of ecstasy blinding her momentarily that only grew in strength and intensity as he pushed himself deeper into her and pulled her vagina apart.

“Lisa,” he whispered into her ear. “You said you knew some of my preferences. Why don’t you list them out, hmm?”

“Y-You-?!” she hissed at his audacity… but then he suddenly stopped.

“Come on,” he crooned at her, and she shuddered.

“F-Fine! Your power made you like gangbangs more!”

“And?”

“Y-You-. Ugh, you l-like …” she shivered. “I-Impregnation.”

“And?”

“That’s all I go-!” Whatever she was going to say got cut off when he rammed himself deep into her in one merciless thrust.

She nearly screamed as she orgasmed on the spot. Her entire body spasmed as her mind blanked out from the rush of pleasure that took control of her body. She gritted her teeth and whimpered involuntarily as her hips shook, which only made his dick push in and out of her and deliver even more pleasure.

When she finally came back to, he was still inside of her.

“That O-face of yours… is great.”

And then he began to move. His dick pulled out of her, and she mewled like a needy bitch before choking on her gasp when he slammed all the way to the hilt back into her.

He pounded her ass slowly at first, making her feel every inch of his dick. Then he got faster.

And faster.

And faster!

She was screaming incoherently now. Eyes open but they may as well have been closed because she wasn’t seeing, talking, or even hearing.

The overwhelming pleasure of sex, the pounding of her ass, the smell of their sweats, the grooves on his dick and her vagina, and the contact between her skin and his as he kept her pinned to the bed and under him in a tight embrace was all she felt.

Lisa felt her own vagina milking him, trying to get him to cum in her.

His thrusting and pounding got faster and quicker, and her mind just … blanked out.

And finally, she felt it.

It started with a splurt. A warm sensation that seeped into her.

Then it became ropes and ropes of it. The warmth filled her up and pleasure came with it.

She came again, and exhaustion left her unable to voice her orgasm as she lay underneath Alan as he shot his semen into her vagina without protection.

Lisa didn’t know how long she laid there with his heavy weight on top of him, his body heat almost like a furnace throbbing against her skin like a comfortable, weighed blanket.

And then she remembered that this was but one of his clones. If he wanted to… then he would have them lined up outside the door, and she would be a self-professed and offering bitch they got to breed without end.

Because if he made her feel like this every time they had sex, then she wasn’t sure if she could even think about the next step to … to… whatever.

Instead, she felt him start pumping her sedately, which was honestly worse for her right now than incessant thrusting because she could feel everything.

When she opened her mouth to tell him to stop, all that left her lips was a moan inviting him to fuck her more.

And he did.

He fucked her until she lost it and passed out.