| style="padding: 10px; vertical-align: top;"> Note: have a problem writing erotica. What should be basically porn without a plot turns into an epic story. This piece is an attempt to simply take the characters from an epic story I’m writing and write a little old fashioned porn with them. Of course it turns into a 35 page story, but there’s a lot of sex here, so don’t worry. If you want to find out more about the world where they live, you can contact me via this site. Fair warning: or not, this story involves sexual activity between male, female, and intersexual minor neohumans with powers and abilities out of the ordinary. If it is illegal for you to read this or you find it disturbing, please go read something else. The is world is NOT part of my Atlantis Unleashed Universe but instead belongs to my Path to Divinity Univerise. Draupnir aka Faerie first time in a while I was actually enjoying myself. Fall break had begun and I and the rest of the team had a week off from school and training at Wyndgate Academy. The whole mess with our camping trip through the Appalachians had finally been cleared by the Department of Neo Affairs and we were once again allowed to travel off school grounds. Of course it seemed that every time we did make it off the sprawling three hundred acre facility, we managed to get into some kind of fight. I hoped this time was going to be different. This time, it wasn’t the whole team; it was just me, Sawyer, and Rowan. Brian had gotten permission from the DNA to fly back to Connecticut- under his own power, but escorted by his mother- for fall break. He said he just wanted to visit home, but I had seen glimpses in his mind of worrying about the kid he’d told us all about on our camping trip. He really was starting to become his mother’s son. Mr. Erikson and his daughter were visiting relatives in Chicago, and had offered to take Aiesha to visit her mother- getting a flight reserved in under two months for a neo was nigh impossible these days. Lance was staying with his folks in Richmond. had elected to stay at school over the break. Actually, it was pretty much understood that he was staying to be with Rowan. Rowan of course, like Lance, lived just outside of DC. The two were becoming rather close friends, possibly more. I on the other hand couldn’t go home. That was part of my agreement with the government to get them to release the kindred’s assets in West Virginia. I stay away from what the government believed to be a negative influence on me; i.e. my family, and they leave my family alone. It wasn’t the best agreement, but it was the best I could get right now. the government didn’t know was that I was right where I wanted to be at this time. My twin brother Kenneth and our mother were safe on the Isle of Man where the government couldn’t touch them without causing an international incident. I was here for Rowan and Sawyer; I was here because my Lord and Lady wanted it, and when the time came, the three of us would make the government pay for what it was doing to neohumans. course here and now was the mall at Pentagon City. The last time I’d seen this mall, Rowan and the rest of our Cadre had just finished stopping a high-tech armored car robbery that still didn’t make any sense. Too much high-tech equipment, and too raw of mercenaries, and way too much violence had been involved in that little heist to be a normal armored care robbery. Headmaster Blaire was still fighting the news services that were trying to get the government to reveal all our real names instead of our code-names. So far, that idiot in the White House was actually assisting us, because if they revealed Brian’s real name that would reveal his mother’s real name, and Lady Lightning, the world’s premier hero would be outed as well. The President wasn‘t quite ready to do that yet. He wasn’t quite that stupid. we were at the mall again- shopping again, and Rowan and Sawyer were arguing about it- again. “I can’t Rowan, it wouldn’t be right,” Sawyer was protesting in his soft southern drawl. not?” Rowan demanded. your money, not mine,” he said. right, it’s my money, and if I want to spend it on my boyfriend, I damn well will,” the tall champagne blonde youth said with a feral grin. The use of the word boyfriend took Sawyer by surprise as well as several in the crowd around them. I could see people look at the arguing couple with quick sidelong glances. was dressed as usual; jeans with a hole cut in the back to give the cat-like tail on the blonde’s butt freedom to move around, and Kenna knew there was enough room in the crotch to not give away the package it hid. The sweatshirt was baggy enough to hide Rowan’s smallish b-cups, and the longish hair cut that was styled around cat like ears gave the young neohuman a very androgynous look. People couldn’t tell whether Rowan was a girl or a boy- which was good since she was functionally both. still feel bad about it. I can’t spend that kind of money on you, Rowan,” he said, blushing deeply. as Rowan stepped closer to Sawyer and gently touched the side of his face. “You also can’t bench press an Abram’s Tank, and I can’t walk through walls or make people too heavy to stand up. We’re different, and that’s what I like about you. I also like the fact that you’re arguing with me over this. It’s not like the money means a whole lot to me, and there’s more than I can ever spend. “She smiled mischievously and said, “Besides, I’m going to win this argument. “ asked. nodded her head and turned to me, “Aren’t I Kenna?” staying out of this one. I only came along to referee, and so far you two aren’t hitting below the belt, so for now work it out yourselves.” no help,” Rowan said. you both dearly; you’re two of my best friends, but I’m not dating either one of you, so it’s not my fight,” I told them with a mischievous smile. Of course I was doing my own hiding as well. The long antenna that arced up from the sides of my eyebrows had been gently combed into my hair to help hide them, and a baggy sweater went a long way in hiding the markings on my arms. Those markings could detach themselves from my skin to become a rather durable set of butterfly-like wings. I looked around at the crowd that was starting to stare. sense their thoughts very easily. It was a mixture of fear and pity, neither of which I nor my companions would appreciate. Rowan had made a conscious decision not to hide her cat-like features. It was just too difficult, and it wasn’t like she had much of a family to protect from any back-lash- only a cousin who had moved into the family estate outside the Beltway. Many of the people around us had bought the administration’s fear mongering about the dangers of neos, and so far we’d been carded at least twice since entering the mall because of Rowan’s tail and ears. Others had a strange mixture of admiration and pity for us, for having to live life openly as neos. “But you two are starting to make a scene, so maybe we should move on to the store.” looked around at the stares, and rolled his eyes at the sight of mall security approaching us, yet again. there a problem here?” a tall black security guard asked carefully. my two friends arguing about what to buy,” I told him sending a gentle pulse of calm and all’s well through my antennae. I knew that an energy field would arc between them when I did, but hoped that my own hair would hide it. Slipping into his mind was piece of cake. simply nodded and said, “Well, keep it down, and don’t disturb the other shoppers.” smiled and said, “Yes, sir.” I took Sawyer and Rowan by the arm, and guided them toward department store up ahead. “Don’t make me have to do that again. You have no idea how many laws I just broke,” I whispered. both looked at me and nodded. They knew how I felt about having to use my powers on baselines. Fortunately, the police officer hadn’t noticed the small Psi-Corps pin I wore on my lapel. As a graduate of the program, I was required to wear it openly, but since I was only fifteen, most people didn’t think to look for it. let’s just do our shopping and have fun. No more arguing,” I told them. could feel Rowan relax as we entered the huge store. Sawyer looked around and sighed. “Okay, okay. But nothing too fancy,” he said. beamed at him. “I promise.” She grabbed both of us and started leading us toward the men’s section grinning like the Cheshire Cat. There was a joy coming from her that I hadn’t really felt since I’d met her. I knew that she was still mourning the loss of her parents when school started back, and it’s taken a while for her to crawl out of the funk she was in, but this was something new. It was like when she decided not to hide her feral features. It was a liberation of the soul. pulled Sawyer aside and said, “Whatever she suggests, just go along with it.” He gave me a weird look, “I’ve never seen her happy. Let’s not spoil it.” just nodded and said, “For her, sure.” now that that’s settled,” Rowan said with a grin as she tilted both her ears toward me. She must have seen the look of confusion on my face because she added, “What? You read minds, I can hear the heartbeat of a mouse in the next room. These ears are useful for something other than attracting attention, you know.” just smiled at me and said, “I think sometimes you get too caught up in your own schemes, that sometimes you catch yourself Kenna.” catch you!” I told him. that’s Rowan’s job,” he smiled back. I could understand now why she was so attracted to him. Lance was good looking, and Brian was the All-American jock who reminded you of a young Austin St. John on a good day. But there was a playful innocence in Sawyer’s grey eyes, and golden blond hair. He was smaller than the other boys. Hell, with the exception of me, he was smaller than the other girls, but there was a fire in his eyes that let you know that he’d meet anything you threw at him head on. don’t know, I might share,” Rowan said with a wink. Suddenly both Sawyer and I started blushing. said in unison. just shrugged and said. “Well, it’s true, I might; with a close friend. “ She was actually flirting with me! all laughed at that, as she turned back around and started to look at the men’s fashions on display. She grabbed a pair of dark gray linen slacks and a white and pink striped button-down and held them against her body. “What do you think?” for the preppy look?” I asked her. gender-neutral,” she said. tuned to ask Sawyer what he thought, and was surprised at the look on his face. It was one of pure adoration for Rowan. I could feel the waves of attraction coming off him like freight train. I grinned, “I think Sawyer likes it,” I said. blushed slightly and looked down. It gave her a boyish look as the black tips of her champagne colored hair fell across her face. She seemed very pleased that Sawyer liked it. I started to get an idea of what was going on here. In her own way, Rowan was trying to seduce him, to take their relationship to the next level. She was trying to dress the way Sawyer would find the most attractive; she just didn’t have the experience to know how to go about it. “Good,” she replied and laid the outfit to the side to try on. was a side of her, I’d never seen before. She had always told us that she equally identifies with both genders, but at school she usually chose to wear a skirt. She said it was because it made life with four and a half feet of tail sticking out of the base of her spine easier, and I had no reason to doubt her. I’d just never seen much of her masculine side- that is except when she took 9mm automatic weapons fire to the chest and then twisted the machine pistols into so much scrap metal. But that was in the fight with the armored car robbers. began going through the clothes and picking out several outfits that would make her look more like a boy, something we both knew would be more attractive to Sawyer. At the same time we managed to put together a nice couple of outfits for him too. When Rowan had said that she had more money than she could ever spend, she hadn’t been kidding. At school, she’d made the comment to Lance that she had more money than God- not as a brag, but as a way of describing how her family had the resources to raise her in isolation. mother had been a successful television star before Rowan had been born. Her grandfather had started a computer business in the early eighties, and her father and uncle had been extremely successful investment bankers who’d played the markets like a fine tuned violin for years. Blake Enterprises was one of the top financial corporations in the world, and so far had been completely unscathed by the economic downturn that had played so much havoc with the rest of the world. When she’d been born as a class 8 neo with a regeneration factor and durability, as well as her intersexuality, her parents had the resources to be able to raise her in a way where she could choose herself whichever gender she identified with. Of course she’d never really been forced into one or the other, so she identified with each equally. made her relationship with Sawyer all the more interesting. Sawyer was self-identified as gay, but in the closet so as to not disappoint his parents at this time. He’d also admitted to a keen mutual attraction to Rowan, so things were starting to get interesting. Of course I was keeping my own attraction to both of them to myself. If it was to be, then the Keeper of Cats and the Lord of the Alfs would make it so. If not, then I wasn’t going to ruin a couple of good friendships. choosing several outfits, I spent the next hour or so, watching the two of them trying them on. It was actually kind of funny to watch because the two seemed to have very different tastes in what they would wear and what they liked to see. Rowan’s taste in boys’ clothes tended to go heavily toward button-downs, and slacks or jeans. The blousy effect of the shirts helped hide her b-cups and the black tips to her blonde hair- a natural coloring as opposed to any attempt to look Goth- offset the general prep look of the clothing to give her a look that was uniquely her own. the other hand, Sawyer’s preference of jeans and tee-shirts, usually tight-fitting, accented his smaller frame. To be honest, with his fair hair, skin and eyes, and the center parted hair cut he looked a lot younger than he really was. Of course a lot of that had to do with the fact that at fifteen, he barely cleared five feet. The tight shirts showed off a lean body with little to no baby fat, and a well defined musculature. I got the feeling that he’d been spending quite a bit of his off time in the gym. the time it looked like we were wrapping up with their clothes, Rowan gave me a strange look and said, “Now to the junior’s department.” for?” I asked. I need to pick up a few things for myself, and I thought we could do a little shopping for you too. I mean, you’ve been good about putting up with me and Sawyer, maybe he should return the favor and put up with you and me trying on some things,” she told me with a little giggle. just smiled at the idea and said, “I can sit and watch you two try on anything you want.” and I gave each other a quick look and smiled. I told him, “Famous last words.” We headed over to the women’s’ and girls’ departments. With my size,- I’m only four foot six- I have a hard time finding things that will fit me outside of the girls’ department. Luckily for me, a lot of girls’ styles were starting to be more sophisticated, so I wasn’t always dressing like a little girl. spent about another hour shopping for both of us. I wasn’t going to argue with Rowan about the purchases. I got the feeling that something important was going on with her, and I wasn’t about to interfere with it. We picked out several different outfits for both of us as well as underwear and lingerie. Sawyer was actually pretty cool about the whole process, and waited patiently while we decided on what fit best. He would even occasionally offer a suggestion on what looked good or not. in all, it was a very pleasant way to spend the afternoon. We had dinner at Fyves again, and actually managed to make it to Rowan’s home without another incident from either mall security or some crazy trying to rob the place. It was sort of an accomplishment for us. It was an outing that didn’t end in a fight and thousands of dollars of property damage. for Rowan’s house, it was located about fifteen miles outside the beltway in a very upscale neighborhood in Manassas. The grounds were surrounded by a high brick wall, and the gate leading to the driveway was huge and made of black wrought iron. The house itself reminded me of something out of the in the cool October air, somewhat foreboding. Ghosts of happier times seem to flit through the atmosphere as the driver helped us unload the packages. have to go and wait for Miss Heather at the airport,” Martin said. “Her flight was delayed due to the storm coming in.” He indicated the gathering storm clouds in the west with his head. "Mrs. Davis prepared rooms for Miss Draupnir, and Mister Grey before she left for the evening. The pantry has been stocked, and the pool heated.” He gave us all a look that spoke volumes about being careful around the pool. “I hope to have Miss Heather home around midnight, but I suspect it will be much later. Please be careful children.” will, Martin,” Rowan told him. “And thanks for the help.” we entered the huge home, I have to admit that both Sawyer and I were feeling a little out of place. I know his folks are self-made, owning a chain of building supply stores in the Deep South, but I’m sure he was not used to anything like this. As for me, Mom comes from money in England, but Dad is just a farmer, and most of what we own is usually tied up in the farm at home. This place was huge! I’ll show you your rooms. It's probably not a good idea to hit the pool with a storm coming in. Getting fried by a lighting strike doesn't sound too fun to me,” Rowan said as she bounded up the stairs, her tail whipping behind her. Sawyer and I turned and smiled at each other, shrugged and followed her. room Rowan showed me was huge! I'm not a big person as it is, but I could get lost going from one side of that bed to the next. It had its own sitting room, bathroom, and a walk-in closet the size of my whole bedroom back home. It had a decidedly neutral decor that gave me the impression that it had been recently redone to remove old memories. There was a large balcony that looked out over the back courtyard. I could see a pool that had been covered over and sealed for the winter, and briefly wondered where we were supposed to go swimming. On the other side of the courtyard was a large building with windows on the upper half. I could see the reflection of water through them, and realized that they had two pools, one for winter and one for summer. In the distance I could see dark pendulous clouds rolling in, and the occasional flash of lightning lighting them up. It promised to be one doozy of a thunderstorm. Maybe Rowan was right. I didn't think swimming would be a good idea right now. Besides, we had all week. There was a knock at the door, and I saw Sawyer standing there with a smile on his face. "Can I come in?" I smiled at him and said, "Sure. What's up?" He just shrugged and said, "Just checking on you." He crossed the room and stood next to me on the balcony. Looking out to the west he said, "I guess swimming is out. Don't think I'd want to set foot in a pool with that kind of storm coming in." I smiled at him and said, "We could always turn out the lights and tell ghost stories. After all, Halloween is coming up." He grinned at me and said, "I bet you know some good ones." "I know a few," I told him. "So, what do you want to do this evening?" he asked. "I don't know. Maybe watch some movies, and eat popcorn," I replied. "You got any ideas?" He grinned and blushed. "Not really," he lied to me. The images he was giving off for his ideas included Rowan and weren't all that subtle. "Yeah right," I said. Before he could reply, Rowan stuck her head in the door. She'd already changed into a loose pair of running shorts and a navy blue baggy tee-shirt. She'd let her hair down and it fell into an almost page-boy haircut around her face, the black tips giving it a surreal look. She was barefoot and grinning from ear to ear. "I know you wanted to go swimming Sawyer, but with this storm, that's not a good idea. However, we've got a hot tub in the basement that's both grounded and underground. We could put some movies in grab some popcorn and soak." I gave Sawyer a quick glance and realized that he would love the idea. With a little trepidation, I knew what kind of ground we were starting to encroach on, I said, "Why not? I'm sure Sawyer would love it, and I've got a few kinks work out left from that fight with DNA Enforcers we had back last month." Sawyer grinned hugely and said, "What can we do to help?" Rowan shook her head, and said, "I'll take care of everything. Get into your swim suits and meet me downstairs." I nodded and said, "Sure." "Be back in a flash," Sawyer said and headed out of the door. As Rowan started to follow him I said lowly, "You're playing with fire, girl." "What do you mean?" she turned and asked me. "You in a bathing suit, and a hot tub with Sawyer. Things could go farther than you might mean them to," I warned her. She smiled at me and said, "Me , Sawyer, and you in a bathing suit and a hot tub. How do you know how far I mean them to go?" She turned and left me standing there stunned. That girl's going to be trouble. It might be fun, but she's going to be trouble, I thought to myself as I turned back to my suitcase. Opening it, I looked for the little blue and black number I'd bought back in the summer. I'd bought it specifically to drive the principal up the wall at the Danville, New York Government school I'd been assigned to until they decided I was more trouble than I was worth. It was little more than cotton balls than string, but if Rowan was going where her mind kept telling me she was going, cotton balls and string just might be the way I want to go. I was just glad that Doctor Chapel had put me on birth control implants to try and even out my periods. I got the feeling that they were going be used for their primary purposes this weekend. I stripped, glad that I had taken the time to trim "down there" before we left from school. Before tying on the swimsuit, I took a good look at myself in the mirror. Blue eyes, stared back at me, and I smiled as my antennae slowly unfurled themselves from my bangs. They ran along the ridge of my eyebrows, coming out at the outside curve of each and arcing up to form two little half circles about a foot above my eyes. Whenever I used my psychic abilities they would spark between them. Long, straight, white-blonde hair reached almost to the top of my butt- which by the way was nice and firm. My breasts were small, large-a cups, small b cups- and well-rounded, not those cone-shaped a-cups I'd seen on some girls. Although fair, my skin was well toned; Mom called it an alabaster complexion. Along the backs of my upper arms and thighs, and across my back I could barely see the darker markings where my wings merged with my skin. That was my other power. I could concentrate and separate them. It was like peeling a second skin away, and they would harden into a blue and black butterfly wings in a matter of seconds. Of course when I did that, I also shrank from my normal four feet six, to down to twenty four inches. Not something I thought I would want to do in the hot tub. I smiled and pulled the bathing suit on. I was also very careful to check my link with Kenneth, my twin who was currently with my mom on the Isle of Man. I didn’t want him to get caught up in what I was hoping would happen tonight. He at least would understand what was going on, and would be discrete, but I didn't want to distract him from whatever he might be doing. Walking around with a spike in his pants might not be a good thing if he was on the soccer pitch or something. Ten minutes later we were all downstairs. Sawyer was wearing a cute little light blue set of trunks- not the Speedos but baggies that set off the gray in his eyes quite well. His skin had a healthy ruddiness to it that bespoke of his Scots/Irish heritage. I could see the effects from his recent trips to the gym with Lance and Brian in a firm toning of his body, but no real addition of any muscle mass. I did notice an acute lack of a "pleasure trail", and not even hair under his arms. I didn't think he shaved. Rowan on the other hand was wearing a black bikini top that accented her own breasts. I'd called them a b-cup in the past, but they were on the small side of a b or the large side of an a. Since her frame was larger than mine, her b cups looked much smaller than mine on me. Her bottoms consisted of a matching Speedo style racing bottoms for a guy. I caught both myself and Sawyer staring at the prominent bulge in the front. Her tail was twisting lazily behind her, and she was carrying three robes. "I thought you guys might want these," she said handing one to each of us. I nodded and took it, even though nobody seemed inclined to put one on. I could see her eyes darting back and forth between Sawyer and myself, and thought I saw a slight rise in the front of those Speedos. I smiled at her and quoted the Bard, “Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him who first cries ‘Hold! Enough!’" Jackson Grey aka Ghost Okay, I'll admit it. I wasn't really paying attention. First off Rowan and I had been sort of stepping out for a while. We'd started off dancin' around each other. To be honest she confused me at first. I thought she was a girl, but I kept reactin' to her like I would a boy. I've said it in the past; most girls just don't do anythin' for me. I haven't come out to the parental units yet, because I know just how much sendin' me to Wyndgate was costin' them. I didn't want to give them anything to be disappointed in me about, and the fact that I'd rather be datin' one of the baseball team than one of the cheerleaders was something I know they wouldn't take well. They literally mortgaged the house to keep me from having to attend one of the government run neohuman schools. Schools that my dad described as "damnedable imperial federal government indoctrination camps". I wonder if I should introduce my dad to Kenna's. From what she had said, they'd probably get along well. Any way, I have to admit, the sight of Rowan in that outfit was gettin' my motor running. Strangely enough, for someone who had a furry tail and ears, there didn't seem to be a whole lot of body hair on her- that is except when she extended her claws, and then the hair on her upper arms and feet grew out long and coarse, and black. But now her skin was nice and smooth, and I found myself glad that I was wearing a pair of baggies, as I could feel myself start to react to her. Of course I was surprised at the bottoms. I knew in my head that she had the same thing downstairs that I did- plus what Kenna had- but to be honest, our make-out sessions hadn't gotten quite that far yet. Still, I caught myself glancing down and wondering, and that didn't help with the situation in my own shorts. When Kenna quoted Macbeth, I was sort of shaken out of my observations and made to follow both of them through a door set in the main staircase we'd just descended. Now the stairs leading down to the basement at my house were carpeted, and fairly well built- they led to a family room and the safe-room my parents had installed a few years ago- but these were like the ones we just came down from the second story. They were made of rich maple hardwood and were offset with white banister railings. (Hey sue me, building supply and home improvement are the reason my parents could afford to mortgage the house to send me to Wyndgate. I know my stuff.) We came out into a long hall running to either side. As we headed off to the left, I caught myself staring at both Rowan's and Kenna's butt. I hadn't really paid much attention to the way the smaller girl was built, but for some reason it started to attract my attention now. Now don't get me wrong. I still like Rowan, maybe even love her, but having both of them on display had me wondering about what was on the other side of the nicely rounded ass. She must of picked up on what I was thinking because she turned her head, and smiled at me, asking, "Is there something I can help you with?" I felt myself suddenly blush. "Uh..., uh..., maybe," I squeaked out and hurried around both of them. "Do you know where we're going?" she asked. I could feel both of them staring at my back when I stopped. As Rowan passed me, she leaned over, kissed the top of my ear and whispered, "It's okay, I understand. I looked too." I felt like I could have died. I mean, my boyfriend slash girlfriend had just caught me looking at another girl, and I'm supposed to be gay, and she had this strange gleam in her eye. I knew she identified equally with sexes, but this sort of caught me off guard. Would she want a girlfriend as well as boyfriend? How did I feel about that, and did someone who was totally a girl really interest me? I turned and looked at Kenna again. She was cute. She had nice perky little breasts, and I have to admit that the valley between her legs got my attention. And she could rip my arms off and beat me to death with them without ever even touching me. And she was probably reading my mind right now. "Are we gonna' make it to the hot tub some time tonight, or are we going to stand and stare at the door while Sawyer tries to figure out if I'm going to kill him for ogling me, or just read his mind," Kenna said with a smile. "Now don't go and scare him, Kenna," Rowan said. "I've got plans for him this evening." She reached around me and opened the door I was standing against. I could feel the heat off her body, and when her lycra covered breasts brushed against my nipples I sprang hard in my shorts. Without pulling away from my body she looked over at Kenna and said, "And you too." Kenna shook her head and said, "Well, then lead on.” As she walked through the door, she slipped an arm through mine and said, "Don't worry Sugar, I only nibble and lick. She bites and purrs." She then reached down and patted the front of my shorts and asked, "Popsicles or lollipops?" "Huh?" I asked her as my brain and body went into overload. Suddenly the images of a popsicle and a lollipop both shaped like a dick and being licked and sucked by a very sensuous mouth popped into my head. :You suck on a popsicle, and you lick a lollipop,: her voice said in my head. At that point, I was afraid to even think. I just followed them to the large hot tub in the corner. "I'm sorry, Rowan. I think I broke him," Kenna said. |
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