Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

“I actually turned 21 a couple weeks ago,” Austin said. “Anyway, you seduced me. Gabi’s got my back on this one, right?”

“It does sound like her,” her friend noted as she broke out a corkscrew. “If you think I’m going to miss any of your cooking, you don’t know me as well as I thought.”

The three of them sat down to dinner together. Gabi couldn’t resist the opportunity to bring up some embarrassing stories from their post, and they all laughed and brought up their own similarly humiliating anecdotes, while working on the fairly drinkable bottle of wine Austin had selected. “I’m going to bang out those dishes and then hit the biblioteca,” she said, taking their plates. “Good luck with the studying.”

After Gabi left, Austin remarked, “She's cool. Does she approve of me?”

As potentially distracting as it seemed, the bedroom did seem like the best place to study, as it’d allow Monica to spread out at her desk while Austin did the same on the floor. He sat with his back against the bed as she brought up her notes on her laptop. “Okay. Calculating average acceleration,” he said. “I have a total block about this one.”

As they continued to study together, a refreshing night breeze was coming in through the cracked window. “Instantaneous velocity,” Austin said, furrowing his brow. “No, wait, that’s instantaneous speed. Right?”

Monica confirmed that he was correct. He was doing pretty well overall. “Okay. I think that’s about all I can handle for now.” Austin stood up and walked over to where she sat at the desk, her chair swiveled around to face him. He reached out and took her left wrist in his sizable hand. “But I think that really helped cement a lot of that in my brain. Which is pretty impressive considering I’ve also spent the last hour picturing you getting naked."
 
Monica smirked "oh yeah? complete with my wild wooly unkempt 70s style bush?" she winked, able to make the joke because she'd worn a bathing suit the other night so he knew she wasn't sporting a thicket down there. "oh wait. I should tell you I have a clown's face strategically tattooed so it will look like you're fucking his mouth. you might want to not look down. I thought it would be funny and it... it is." She laughed and let him pull her in closer. Her hand stroked along his inner thigh, teasing under his shorts "So you were a good boy and did your homework and ate all your veggies and everything." Her nails lightly dragged along his skin, from just under his shorts to down by his knee. "Maybe you should get a reward." She leaned in, tugging on his lower lip with hers. She slid her tongue into his mouth, seeking his out, spiraling hers around, then withdrew to make him chase. Her free hand slid around to cup his head at the nape of his neck, pulling him down slightly against her, keeping her lips pressed tight to his. She broke the kiss after a moment "So what should a good boy like you get then huh?"
 
Austin wrapped his muscular, tattooed arms around Monica. As their tongues entwined, he lifted her off the chair and into the air for a moment, her feet dangling just above the carpet. Grinning, he lowered her back onto the ground, moving his hands down to her hips. “What should I get?” He reached down and took the top button of her jeans in between his thumb and index finger. “I think I deserve at least a peek at whatever panties you’ve got on. I'm guessing you picked out a special pair just for tonight, right?”

Austin pressed his lips against the side of Monica’s neck, kissing her once, then twice, then taking a bit of her sensitive flesh in between his teeth. She felt the slightly rough texture of his stubble. He slowly tugged on the zipper of her pants.
 
Monica twisted a little out of his grasp and lay on the bed. She undid her shorts and opened them to show a triangle of lacy green boy shorts "That's all you wanted so that's all you get" she teased, then shifted to shrug her tight white t shirt up over her head, revealing her braless chest. She laid back, blond hair spilled out around her like a halo. She beckoned over to him, watching him "you're over dressed though. You can't be in the bed if you're gonna wear all those clothes."
 
“Believe me, there’s plenty more I want,” Austin said, leaning over her on the bed, fully clothed, and placing another kiss on her lips, “but seeing you in those is a great start.”

“Ugh, so many rules,” he said when she remarked on his clothes. He quickly tore off his shirt, revealing the sculpted muscles of his upper body and long torso. “But I guess it is your bed.” He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper, letting them slide to the floor and pool around his ankles. His hard dick was already threatening to emerge from his boxers as he bent down to slip his pants and his socks off his feet.

He stood at the foot of the bed now and put his hands around Monica’s ankles, stroking them lightly. His fingers started caressing her calves next, the motion turning into a gentle massage. “Your legs are fucking amazing.”
 
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Monica kept herself still, looking down, watching him. She liked the sight of him, so strong and solid. She let her eyes wander over his toned, muscular body. She slid her gaze along his arms to his face, then sighed "Well you feel free to pay as much attention to them as you like" It felt good, having his hands on her. the massage "you can get a little firmer if you like." She ran her fingers through her long hair, now keeping her attention on his face though she reveled in the feel of his hands against her skin. Her lips parted to let out a soft pleasured sound, and she bit her lip after. She arched a little to tease more than anything, then settled "I mean, I don't have anywhere to be until physics and that's like.. 14 hours from now."
 
Austin’s powerful hands began to move up to her calves. He started massaging the undersides of her thighs now, bending down to drape her legs over his big, hard shoulders. “Hmm, you feel pretty tight,” he said as he stroked her legs using more of his strength.

The tall, attractive athlete started to focus his attentions on her right leg now. While still rubbing her left thigh, he lifted the other leg a bit and leaned his face against it. Monica felt his stubble graze the inside of her knee. A second later, she could feel the soft, wet sensation of his lips being slowly dragged near the start of the curve of her inner thigh. “14 hours, huh? May be cutting it close.”

Austin lowered her leg a bit and kissed her inner thigh. It was a slow pace at first, though it became steadily more fervent. He nuzzled her leg about midway down her thigh, then began to lick the soft, warm skin.

Crouching now, he continued to lick and kiss his way up. Monica felt his short, soft blond hair tickling her thigh as his hot mouth moved up toward the hem of her boy shorts.
 
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Monica spread her legs a bit, her hand reaching down to run her nails along his scalp. She lay there in just her boy shorts, not in a hurry to get them off "if basketball doesn't work out, you can always become a masseuse." She sighed again, content, liking the rough brush of his stubble against her soft skin, the gentle flick of his tongue along her leg. As he crept inexorably upward she felt her body responding. she spread her legs a little wider, looking down. She watches him get closer and closer, and this time she knows she's ready. She tries not to acknowledge that might have as mucch to do with PJ Padilla as the man kissing up her leg, but for whatever reason she's ready to do this. "That feels really great. Keep it up."
 
Austin kept Monica’s right leg flung over his shoulder, kissing and caressing up her thigh. She could feel his humid breath along the hem of her underwear, could feel his tongue rubbing along the line where the fabric met her skin. At the same time, his other hand massaged the tightness of her left thigh, a tightness she hadn’t noticed before but must have been building since her violent encounter the night before.

Austin looked her in the eyes now. “You smell so good,” he said, smiling. “Come here.” He rested both of her legs on his broad shoulders now, taking a moment to lay a kiss on her neglected left calf before bending down and moving his head toward her boy shorts. Reaching out, he placed his fingers on her hips, grabbing onto the sides of her underwear.

The well-muscled basketball player peeled the garment down her hips. When it got snagged temporarily on the round curves of her ass, he rose a bit, lifting her thighs and rear off the bed enough for him to pull the underwear toward him. Soon, Monica could feel the soft fabric being dragged up her thighs, down her calves, and then free. He admired the skimpy garment for a moment and then let it fall to the ground.

Austin leaned back for a moment, also admiring Monica’s bare pussy. His hands massaged her thighs again. “Can’t wait to taste you,” he said, leaning down and putting his face between her legs. She felt his rugged jaw touch her sensitive flesh, and a second later, felt his tongue start to tease the top of her slit as his hands gripped her hips. He slowly traced the line of her opening, alternating delicate licks with kisses, just starting to explore some of the pink contours, still teasing.

“Tastes just as good as it looks,” Austin said, as he started moving his hands toward her crotch.
 
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Monica relaxed, letting out some tension she didn't even know she was carrying. As he was the second person to be doing what he was doing, she was relieved by the apparently pleasure he took in it. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, letting him control the pace and tease a little. She had the night, after all. There wasn't a rush to hit the streets, and they'd just studied for physics so... she could take a moment and just relax and be. She inhaled, then let out a long slow breath before reaching down and running her fingers through his short hair. She curled them and tugged lightly, pulling him in just a little. It wasn't a real tug, just more a motion of encouragement as he explored. "Well... you can stay down there all you want." She opened her eyes and looked up at the cieling. She knew it would be easier to not look down and not see Tom, the first time. It had been part of why she hadn't the other night.

Her short nails dragged along his scalp as her fingers idly moved through his hair. One foot dragged along his side, just teasing along his ribs, wanting to participate in some fashion, to touch him back and not just lay there being tended to. Still, she felt lazy and relaxed and didn't feel a whole lot of impetus to do any more than let him know what he was doing was good, and that she was enjoying it. She let out a soft sigh, letting herself just focus on being tended to.
 
Austin slowly parted the lips of Monica’s opening with his large fingers. He pressed his warm mouth directly against her slit. His tongue started to probe the soft, pink flesh a few inches below her clit, then slipped inside her. It rubbed against the folds themselves and he licked her sticky sugarwalls, gradually going up and down, up and down.

He looked up at her and smiled, and she could see traces of her own juices in his yellowish stubble. “I’ll stay down here all night if I have to.” Austin’s chiseled jaw descended again and his lips and tongue once more caressed her pussy lips. His finger firmly massaged the inside of her thighs now, circling her legs to affect each muscle.

He gave the pink flesh of her labial hood a firm, wet kiss, and then began to lap at it hungrily, his tongue making a vigorous up and down motion and a wet smacking sound. “Love how you taste,” he said, before changing the angle of his tongue, continuing to stimulate the skin until Monica’s clit was ready to go. “Here we go,” Austin said. Soon, his lips and tongue were rubbing the nub, at first tenderly and slowly, but then at a faster pace.

Monica could feel his teeth begin to lightly nibble at her clit, followed again by the swirling motion of his tongue. His right hand moved away from her thigh. A few seconds later, she could feel the rigidity of one of his fingers sliding into her pussy and he continued to eat away.
 
She bore down on the finger, feeling the subtle pressure of it. Her breath held a moment, she looked down at him finally. She held up her fingers and curled them slowly "like that..." She laid back, closing her eyes again, letting herself just get caught up in the feel of him against her and now inside her. It was such a strange and intimate thing, taking another person literally into her. She spread her legs a little, offering herself to his attention. Her fingers curled in his hair again, tugging him subtly against her core. Her breath even she held him there. Her lips parted to let out a soft pleasured sound again as he explored, his tongue brushing just right against the sensitive button of her clit, building her up slowly with each little caressing touch. "mmm fuck yeah just like that... I like that."
 
Austin tilted his head slightly to the side to change the angle of his tongue as it deftly massaged Monica’s most sensitive point. At the same time, he began to work his long middle and ring fingers into into the mix, and she felt both digits rubbing against her button. “Mmm…tastes so good, babe,” Austin said, letting his hand do the work for a few moments.

His mouth closed around Monica’s pussy again. He sucked lightly on her clit, his fingers teasing and touching as she felt the stiffness of his facial hairs poking into her soft skin. His left hand clasped her right thigh firmly, his fingers starting to dig into her.

Austin’s tongue was in constant motion, a steady, rhythmic presence, like the bass line of a familiar song. Slowly, the urgency began to increase.
 
Monica kept still, not wanting to disturb anything, or change the pressure by shifting. "right there is good" she wasn't sure she could cum but she was loving the attention. She felt a wave of guilt but it was momentary. She pushed it down, the way she pushed so much down, and just let herself experience the touch of a new person. She cupped her chest in both hands, toying with her nipples with her thumbs and fingers. She pinched one, tugging gently, then arched a little, feeling the tension building in her. She breathed slowly, keeping focused on the drag of his tongue against her pearl and the stroke of his fingers inside her. She squeezes him inside her, then looks down "You should come up and uh.." she arched a little and settled "you should come up here and fuck me."
 
“I like that idea,” Austin said, giving Monica’s pussy lips another pair of wet kisses before starting to stand. He rose to his full height and took hold of his red plaid boxers, pulling them down around his large, hard cock.

Crawling onto the bed, he positioned himself above her. He placed his lips on hers and she could taste the slight tang of her own juices on his mouth. “You want this cock?” he said, lips descending down her neck while his hands cupped her breasts. He kissed her right nipple, then sucked on it for a few moments as she felt his other hand feel for her slit.

A few second later, Monica guided Austin’s rock-hard dick into her opening. He let out a deep breath as his first thrust gradually buried his full length deep inside her. “Yesss.” His face was above hers now, and he locked eyes with her as he prepared for his second plunge.

He slowly withdrew and at a slightly faster pace, drove his cock in a second time. “Fuck yes,” he groaned as he began to pick up the speed, the angle just right to send shivers of pleasure radiating from Monica’s clit. He gripped the back of her head and pulled her for another kiss. The bed began to shake a bit and creak with each thrust.
 
Monica trapped him in her thighs for a minute "slow down there buddy" she laughed and reached for the nightstand, holding up a condom. "Don't they take you fucking guys aside and train you on how not to get trapped?"

She was less concerned about a baby then whatever he might have. Athletes were dirty and if he didn't like to use condoms with her, well... she could assume the same. She kissed him, then reached down, grabbing the base of his cock "i like you but not enough to play house" she laughed again, then wriggled back and watched him wrestle the thing over his big fucking dick. She rolled over then, spreading her legs and popping her ass up a little "now come fuck me and you don't have to worry about pulling out or fucking up my sheets." She reached down, stroking herself where he could see it, less to please herself than to tease him and put on a little show. "You're so fucking big. Give me that big fucking cock of yours. Come on fuck me nice and deep." She pushed her ass up just a little, then settled, waiting for him to enter. When she felt him pushing against her again she worked back, moaning, gasping as she felt him stretch her. He really was much bigger than her only basis for comparison "Jesus fucking Christ" she pushed her face into the pillow, starting to squeeze him, adjusting to the feeling of being almost too full of his cock.
 
“Yeah, play with that hot little pussy,” Austin said as Monica touched herself. He continued to plow his hard-on into Monica’s pussy, his breathing growing heavier and heavier, the gorgeous muscles of his arms, shoulders, chest, and stomach more tense than she'd yet seen them. “Oh, fuck yeah,” he groaned at the sound of her moans. “You like my big fucking cock, don’t you?” He clenched his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead. “You need that cock.”

Austin lowered his head to kiss the side of her neck again as he thrust in and out, in and out, Monica’s gasps and moans seeming to spur him on. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” he let slip, a strained expression on his face revealing he was fighting to keep from unloading at that instant. “Fuck!” he all but yelled, still remaining stiff as a board, though and continuing to give her as much dick as she could handle.
 
Monica blushed. She wasn't used to having a conversation during and frankly she liked it. "yes. Yes I fucking need it. Give it to me" It was hardly kinky but it put just a tiny bit of spice into the event. Her fingers moved against her lips, rubbing herself as he fucked her. Her ass bounced with each impact, the sound of his hips slapping into it filling the room. He rocked her and the bed as his cock pushed deep, the head of it hitting her spot just right. "Fuck" she moaned and squeezed him with every thrust "You're so big. you're so big" He was, she didn't even need to bullshit him or gratify his ego on that count. It felt amazing, having him over her, trapping her against the bed. The feel of his toned body holding her down was exquisite, and she wanted it to last all night, though she knew it wouldn't. As he moaned in her ear, she started to get off herself, spasming lightly around his cock as she felt her orgasm take her.
 
“Keep touching that pussy.” Austin pounded her harder with every word that slipped from her lips. “Yeah, take that cock,” he groaned as his dick brought waves of sensation through her wet slit. “Fuck…fuck…oh, fuck!”

The bed creaked loudly as the big athlete’s body seemed to be gripped in the throes of an orgasm. His eyes closed for a few seconds as his left hand wrapped tightly around Monica’s wrist, pinning it to the bed. “Fuck!” he moaned, his words soon dissolving into a series of wordless groans as he delivered some final, frenzied thrusts, his eyes looking down into hers as he lost any semblance of control.
 
Monica was torn between finding the grip on her super hot and throwing him off the bed. Fortunately as it only lasted a few moments she was relieved of having to choose. let him finish, then turned to face him and pulled him down to kiss him.. She wrapped her long legs around him, holding him against her for a moment "hope it was worth the wait. even if the wait was just two days" She ran her fingers along his cheek and then kissed and bit along his neck "it was for me." Her body tangled with his for a long moment, then she kissed his cheek "I'll be right back"

She slipped up and threw on a robe, not wanting Gabi to catch her walking around naked. She slipped into the bathroom for a moment, then after returned to curl up with him on the bed "So... physics homework. Might have to do it more often if that's how it is gonna go." She ran her nails along his chest "Though why a poli sci guy isn't just in like... astronomy 1 or something..." She teased him a little "just saying" before kissing his lower lip, biting playfully.
 
Austin smiled and returned the kiss, caressing her cheek with his hand. “I’m glad,” he said when she told him it was worth the wait. “Yeah, definitely worth it.”

When she got up, he grabbed a handful of Kleenex and started to clean up. When she returned to bed, Austin wrapped an arm around her, touching his nose to hers before she placed another kiss on his lips. “That was sort of…applied physics, right? Acceleration, velocity, all that.” He shook his head. “It was literally the only science class that fit my schedule. And that’s why you don’t wait until Year 3 to finish your gen eds. Little upperclassman tip there.” He gave her rear a light squeeze and then toyed with a strand of her long blonde hair.
 
Monica nestled in against him, pressing back into his broad chest. She yawned "I have too many gen eds right now probably." She laughed "So next semester will be a lot of fucking engineering and science. Still, kinda nice to settle in." She yawned and licked her lips, then turned and rolled onto her back, pressing her hand to his chest. "But I'm glad that we got to hook up since you couldn't fit in a better science class." She bit his lip and then curled a leg around his "Thanks for coming by tonight"
 
Monica drained the final bit of her coffee. It was Wednesday morning and a busy week thus far, the workload starting to ramp up in the way she’d expected when college had first started. She had plenty of reading and assignments to complete that evening, and was starting to wonder whether she should skip the faculty reading Dr. Howe had invited her to, which was at 6:00.

Hadley squeezed into the seat next to her in their 10:10 class, Intro. to Film Studies. “Not gonna lie—I lightly skimmed today’s reading. And by ‘lightly skimmed’ I mean flipped through it for 30 seconds on the shuttle over. Can you give me the Cliffs Notes version?”

After class ended, Hadley said, “Sooo, I don’t know if you saw the group text or anything, but I’m going to auditions for this campus play tomorrow night, and Nick is the only one who said he’d go. He said he’d make up for last time but…Nick is Nick, so any interest in going? You don’t have to actually audition if you don’t want to. And I promise again this isn’t a stealth dating scheme. If you can’t go, it’s totally fine. There will probably be a lot of waiting around.”

Afterwards, Hadley said goodbye and headed off as Monica prepared to meet up with Gabi for lunch before her writing class. As Monica left out the door, she heard the professor, Alex Townes, say her name. “Do you have a minute?

The 30-something was dressed as crisply and professionally as always, and had the generic good looks of someone in a stock photo you would find by Googling “business meeting.” “I’ve been really impressed by your work so far,” he noted. “You seem to have a real breadth of knowledge when it comes to film and you make some really insightful comments in discussion. What’s your major?”

As throngs of students passed through the hall, he said, “I’m doing this podcast where I invite people on to talk about a pair of films that explore some common themes—one contemporary, one older. It’s usually other faculty or grad students but I think you’d great. Next up is Ace in the Hole and Nightcrawler. Or we can talk about a film or a film pairing you’d be interested in discussing. I’m flexible.”

Monica saw Hadley coming back toward them. “Forgot my water bottle,” she explained, heading back toward the classroom. Out of the corner of her eye, Monica caught a glimpse of the professor seemingly looking down Monica’s shirt with less subtlety than some of the drunken college boys she’d encountered at parties. He averted his gaze as she turned back to him.
 
Monica was about to say yes, when she caught the inevitable but inevitably disappointing look into her cleavage. She sighed and adjusted her shirt conspicuously "Engineering. Though I'm thinking of adding in Mat Sci. You know, I'm glad for the opportunity but I just can't work it in right now" She looked him in the eye, angry that he'd take advantage and angrier still he'd be such a fucking creep about it. The worst part was he was kind of hot. If he wouldn't have been so overt she might even have been flattered. Instead she was just wary. Though... maybe she'd snoop around. See if he pulled anything with any of the other girls from the podcast. "By right now I mean this week. I'm meeting some people tonight and then on Thursday I'm moral support for my friend at her audition for this play"

Plus she really needed to get back out on the street. She couldn't forget her real mission. "But... you know. Maybe next week or the week after?" She shifted a little so he could look again, feeling dirty about it but if he was some sort of creepy rapist or something and she could find that out beforehand she'd need him to think he could get what he wanted. he might just also be an awkward creep but she had time to figure that out. "What other movies were you considering doing? If you let me know then maybe I can watch them. I watched Nightcrawler but not Ace in the Hole, for instance. So you know, it'd be good if I could get in an advance look." Which also left her a chance to beg off for other reasons. "AAAnyway I need to grab my roomate for lunch. I'm famished!"

She slipped in next to Hadley "come with me we can eat with Gabi." She smiled and headed out, then paused with Hadley "Um. You ever hear anything about Alex there perving on students or anything? Or was he just awkwardly looking down my shirt as a one time thing?" As they headed out to the quad, she considered her options for lunch and texted Gabi to meet them. "I need to eat quick I have class this afternoon then I need to go home and get dressed to go out."
 
“Let me see,” Alex said, not glancing down at Monica’s cleavage when she gave him a second opportunity, “the next movie pairing after that was probably going to be Rebecca and Crimson Peak, but I’m open to suggestions. And I have most of these movies on Blu-Ray if you need a copy.” He grinned. “Though I’m guessing most people your age don’t have an actual Blu-Ray player. We’ll figure it out. Just keep me posted.”

As Monica and Hadley made their way over to the quad and Monica discussed her experience with her friend, Hadley let out a groan. “Gross. I haven’t really heard anything about him…but now that you mention it, I was stopping by his office hours one day with a question about the first quiz and he was talking to that Nadia girl,” she noted, referring to another attractive young woman in their class. “They were talking about movies and stuff, you know, nothing skeevy but super enthusiastic, and then when I went to talk to him, he was just super short and to the point. Like he was saving his ‘A’ game for the hot chick or some shit like that. Anyway. If you need me to punch him in the dick, just say the word.”

Gabi and Nick met Hadley and Monica for lunch. “Uggh, that’s so gross,” Gabi said when the topic of her professor came up. “I don’t even want to think about any of my professors that way.”

“Speaking of gross,” Nick said, “did you all hear about that dude who got killed last night?” When no one responded, he held up his phone with a story headlined FOUNDER’S SQUARE RESIDENT FOUND BRUTALLY MURDERED. “The fun never stops in wonderful Prospect City.” Monica only caught a few details before he put the phone down. The victim was Davis Rice, 33, who was reportedly addicted to a new street drug called Swat. His body was all but torn apart, including by what seemed to be claw or bite marks.
 
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