Greed God chapter 80 (Patreon)

January 27th 2016 Under Gotham 11:00 AM EDT

The  next day saw me out with Zee. We were planning to take a look at the  sites to see if she could figure out more about the ritual. We weren't  sure what it was for, but it was pretty obviously bad, or at least bad  for us. As shitty as Gotham already was I doubted Drench's employer was  planning a large scale magical green energy initiative. So we headed  back down to a spot near the one I'd first found. Zee seemed excited to  be out and about, nearly bouncing with enthusiasm as we headed down into  the subway tunnels at the nearest entrance to the spot on the map.

Zee's  cute little bomber jacket, tank top, and skinny jeans were too tight  and revealing to be practical, but I assumed she had magic to  compensate, and I wasn't going to complain about some eye candy. Still, I  had to choke back a smile at the fact that she was dressed like a  stripper version of Indiana Jones or something. I half expected a fedora  and a whip. I was pretty sure I'd have enjoyed that image more.

Still,  it was interesting seeing her scramble over downed pillar and squeeze  through collapsed tunnel spaces. She'd cast some kind of detection spell  to show us the way and she was right there with me, following it  without slowing down. "You know, I wouldn't have pegged you as the type  to get your hands dirty. Maybe I was jumping to conclusions but you just  seem like such a..." I trailed off, thinking of a polite way to say it.

She  stopped and turned to raise an eyebrow at me. She had a smudge of dirt  on one cheek, and despite the ponytail had to blow a lock of hair from  her face to stare me down. "A princess? Poor little rich girl? A  delicate little debutante? Hardly.  Contrary to most people's opinion, I  know how the average person sees me. I come off delicate and feminine  and they assume I can't handle myself. The eyes and hair don't help. I  look like a china doll. Makes it hard to be taken seriously."

I  could understand that. Despite knowing she was 'just one of the guys'  I'd imagined Zee as the slutty party girl who would do shots with  everyone but make a cute face after. We called them bro hoes in school,  and finding out about her love of sucking dick kind of reinforced the  image.  Despite that she seemed like she could actually hang when we  were out doing shit like this, which made me like her a bit more. Still,  I wasn't going to say that out l0ud. I wasn't a fucking idiot. "No,  just more...upper class. But not in a bad way."

She  snickered at that. "You know the whole nice guy thing was a lot more  convincing before you shoved your cock down my throat." I raised an  eyebrow. "Ok, it wasn't. But you're cute and fun to spend time with and  Barbara hates it, so I played along. But give me some credit. I've had  this body for a long time. I can tell when a guy wants to fuck me. And  your eyes are pretty much glued to my ass every time I turn around."

That  was unexpected. "Does that mean I'm wasting my time then? Because if it  helps I have fun spending time with you too, though I won't deny I've  been interested in you sexually since we met. Does that ruin my shot or  something?" She didn't sound bothered by it, but then again I didn't get  these goody goody justice types at the best of times. This could be her  version of letting me down easy.

She  giggled at that. "Oh no I'm definitely going to let you fuck me." Or  not. "I just figured we would have an easier time talking if you didn't  have to put on the sweet supportive friend act. Not that I don't  appreciate it, but it isn't necessary. Just like I don't need to pretend  like guzzling your nut doesn't give me a dirty little thrill because  you're dating Barbara. I mean don't get me wrong, I did like her when we  first met, but honestly that petty bitch really gets on my nerves these  days."

That  surprised a laugh out of me. "Then...why pretend to be all heartbroken  and wistful? Why not just tell her she's an asshole and sever all ties?"  This was...interesting. I hadn't expected Zee to be playing the same  kinds of games I was. Looking back I could see a bit of it in her  behavior, see her playing to the crowd a bit, but she was clearly pretty  good at it, since I hadn't caught on at the time.

She  shrugged. "Politics. Our...friend group." I noticed she still didn't  mention the League. "Is a bit factional. If I go full catfight with  Barbara then other people who are close to her will be forced to pick a  side. I end up pitting half of our circle of friends against me for  nothing. This way though, it's just them sometimes giving her  disappointed glances and poor little Zatanna is the trooper who grins  and bears it while everyone else talks about how much they wish we would  make nice."

That  was...fuck that was spot on too. I actually stopped, staring at her in  awe. She just gave me a saucy wink. "I was pretty positive you were  playing me when you showed up at my show, but on the off chance you were  the sweet supportive boyfriend you pretended to be I had to play my  part, but you didn't even blink when convincing me to blow you. Game  recognizes game you know? So I figured down here in the subterranean  heart of the city is a good place to have an up front discussion about  it. I mean, I also cast a few silencing spells as we walked, but in  general this is a pretty secluded place to talk."

I  was amazed, and weirdly kind of turned on. "So...what? You want me to  help you usurp her position? Bad talk her to her friends? Support you  when she's a bitch to make you look better? What's your endgame here  telling me this?" I didn't even play dumb, I was just completely  enthralled with hearing what she wanted. She was clearly a cutthroat  bitch, and I was dying to see what she would say.

To  my dismay she just looked confused. "What? No, I don't need you to do  any of that. I'm in a good position. I just figured it might be nice to  have someone I could actually be up front with. Most of my friends can  be a bit conservative in their views. Hell, I've been feeling you out  for a while, dropping little hints and flirting just to see what you  were open to and willing to accept. I'm not saying I think you're a bad  person or anything, just less...restrictive than most of the people I  spend time with."

The  disappointment there was strong. She would have been perfect as a tool  to convince certain girls on the League to see things my way. Maybe use  her to flip Dinah to my way of thinking, but in the end she wasn't  really like me. Just manipulative and kind of slutty. But I could work  with that. Manipulative and kind of slutty was a great place to start.  The Brand would be obvious and way too blunt for changing someone's  personality, but I could do it the slow way. I could corrupt Zatanna to  my way of thinking, and she could convince some of the other girls.

We  started walking again. "So, I guess with all this out in the open I  have to ask. Was the think with Dick really a drunken mistake? Or were  you just really turned on by the thought of getting one over on her?" I  had the feeling it was a bit of both, but if I could get her to admit  that it would be a good level to pull the next time I wanted her to do  something morally questionable. Which I WOULD. Because I wanted to shape  her into something...better.

Zee  was the first person I'd met from the League who had the potential to  be someone I would consider reasonable. Something about the idea of  converting her to my way of thinking, of making her more like me, was so  much better than any sexual conquest or ownership could be. Not to  mention it would pay dividends in the future if I could get her to help  me talk sense into Dinah.

She  bit her lip. "It wasn't...like a plan or anything. We were watching a  movie together, like we used to, and I shifted around to get comfy, and I  felt him get hard against my ass. And I just felt...annoyed. He was my  boyfriend. My first boyfriend. And she took him away from me. Sure she's  smart and good at fighting, but she's so...plain. I have a better body,  I'm prettier, I can do MAGIC, and he picked her over me. I didn't want  him back or anything, I was over that a long time ago. I just wanted..."  Her voice got a bit quiet, kind of ashamed. "I wanted to prove I could  do it. That he would let me."

I  knew it. I stepped over and stopped her, pulling her back and then  lifting her chin so she could look at me. "Hey. No judgement. Just us  down here. I don't mind it. Honestly it's kind of hot." She looked  confused, and I very carefully worded the next part. "You broke the two  of them up, and freed Barbie up for me, so I can hardly complain, I  don't know who Dick is so I don't care much about his side of things but  I got lucky. You did me a huge favor."

I  had to walk a delicate line there. I wanted to praise her because doing  what she wanted and not worrying about other people was good. I wanted  her to do that more. But I also wanted her to feel like it hadn't gotten  her what she wanted, namely me. She was going to be jealous about me  being with Barbie and eager to earn my affection, and the combination  should make her more open to crossing certain lines for me.

She  looked conflicted about the whole thing, which was what I was aiming  for in the first place, and she continued to be distracted as we arrived  at the ritual site. She gave the runes a once over, but despite looking  at them it was clear she was...distracted. She was clearly thinking  more about me and what I'd said. Eventually she managed to focus,  forcing herself to process the magic and really dig into how it worked.  She cast spell after spell, trying to identify small bits of the runic  script and doing calculations

Despite  that, after a few minutes she shook her head. "Same thing I saw before.  It's for changing leyline directions, but the spots are just...random. I  can see the direction it's going from here but I'll need to actually  study each ritual to make note of that before I can figure out what the  purpose is." She sounded annoyed and frustrated. "That was a complete  waste of time."

I  stepped up behind her, grinning and pulled her against me reaching up  to palm one of her fat tits. She moaned a bit and wiggled her ass back  against me. "I wouldn't say a complete waste. After all, you used up so  much power. Now I have to fill you back up. I believe someone mentioned  something about definitely fucking me? Because we still need to test  which hole absorbs that magic better, and I have two more to try out." I  slipped a hand into her jeans relishing the feel of skin when noting  her lack of panties. I slipped two fingers into her wet pussy and she  moaned. Mental corruption aside, I wasn't an idiot. I was definitely  going to use this pussy. Just a perk of being me.