Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

Zoe sounded surprised at Monica's call. "Hey," she said, tone lilting a bit. "Just finishing a discussion post. Can I call you back in a minute?"

She returned the call shortly after as promised. "How are you?"
 
Monica responded "I'm good! I know. I'm calling like an old person but I just figured it would be easier to talk talk instead of texting back and forth all night." She laughed "what's your discussion post about?" She paid a vendor for a churro and then sat, looking over the campus quad.
 
“Good!” Zoe said in response to Monica saying she was doing well. “Oh, no, that’s totally cool. I was actually hoping for a call, too.”

A pair of hot guys, one shirtless, cast admiring glances at Monica as they walked by. “Keynesian economics. My dad’s making me take some business and econ classes as a condition of paying for some of my online stuff. Apparently, history teachers don’t pull in enough bank,” Zoe, a history major, said with a chuckle.

Her tone got serious. “So, Gabi mentioned a few weeks ago that some guy from your gym was stalking you?” Monica recalled Zoe texting right around the entire situation with Thalmer had unfolded. “I’m so sorry. Is everything okay?”
 
"Well Zoe you just tell him that the other day someone paid you to explain the difference between the defenestrations of Prague." She chuckled "Yeah. Yeah my god it was totally crazy. He threw himself off the dam." She had read they found the body. "That was actually right after we saw you." She ate a bit of her churro. "So yeah, its a problem that is over but Jesus. I was worried not even so much for myself as for the people around me. He was like super strong and shit."
 
Zoe laughed. “Maybe I can start a history explainer Patreon.”

Monica could hear an audible gasp as she explained how the situation her “trainer” had ended. “Oh my god. That is so horrible. I’m so glad it’s over.” She paused. “It really makes my stuff seem…super tiny in comparison. So…yeah. Gabi probably told you, but I got into most of the places I applied to, including Prospect City and NYU, but even with some scholarship money, the only one that’s really within my price range is State. And I mean…don’t get me wrong. I’m sure State has some excellent professors and I’m super fortunate that I got offered a good scholarship from them, but…I was really hoping for Prospect U. I mean…you guys are there and your friends seem nice and I wouldn’t be starting from scratch in terms of knowing people. But…even if I was working a ton, I’d still be racking up serious debt and it doesn’t seem like a good idea to do that even if I’d be happier there. Right?”
 
Monica considered for a moment "Zoe, you didn't do well in Chicago, not because you were dumb but because you weren't happy. I think you need to consider whether having a good experience would have an effect on your grades. If coming to Prospect will give you a better GPA and you'll get a better job, the debt isn't a big issue. If coming to Prospect means you're gonna party all the time and your grades aren't going to be different you go to State. Yeah, it's a lot of cost but it's not SO much cost that you want to be miserable right? So really you have to ask yourself how much being happy is going to change things for you academically. Do you know anyone at state? If so, great but if not... that's what loans are for."
 
“Yeah. That makes sense,” Zoe noted. “I’ll have to think it over more. I think it’s just…my dad is always complaining about how much he hates his job and I know he’s only there because it pays the bills, which is probably where I get this idea that happiness is, like, the lowest priority.” She let out a soft laugh. “Sorry. I’ll save that one for my therapist. Thanks for talking. I was a bit of a mess for a couple of days after I got the news, but now I feel…a lot better realizing I don’t automatically have to do the thing that will make me the most miserable.”

Shifting tones, she said, “So, tell me about New York! You two looked adorable together as usual.”
 
Monica mostly chatted about the sights, leaving the BJ out of it. Zoe didn't need to hear her committed friends were having crazy sex. After she hung up, she went to the store and got some chicken and peppers and onions and cheese and sour cream, then went home and started fajitas. She tried to time it so it would be ready 10 minutes or so after she expected Gabi to get home.
 
Gabi arrived dressed in the light blue button-down shirt and black pants she’d worn to work. “Something smells good.” She wrapped her arms around Monica, closed her eyes, and sucked softly on the older girl’s lower lip. “I missed you, carino.”
 
Monica tugged Gabi in "your mom's fajitas." she ran her fingers along Gabi's back and sucked on her lower lip. She slid her hands along under Gabi's top, feeling the warmth of her skin. She sighed and lifted her easily, pinning her against the wall. "Might be something else I want to eat." She sucked on the hollow of her girl's neck "but we should eat first." She laughed and set Gabi down, then set about setting dinner out. She wrapped her food up in a tortilla, then started to eat. "So. We really have to figure out what's up for this summer. I got stuff from my job about where I can live and roommates and stuff." She licked her lips "The thing is, if the money comes in by then I can probably afford to get us a place... but I know money isn't the only concern. Did you get an internship? Also what about your mom? Will she flip the fuck out if you don't come home this summer?"
 
Gabi made a faux-pouty face at Monica’s suggestion of delaying sex until after food. “Aww. You’re lucky you’re a good chef.” The brunette gave Monica a little peck on the cheek, then set about helping her set the table.

“I did hear back from two internship places, but they were both like, ‘apply after you have another year of college.’ Which…honestly, I’m kinda ready for a summer of just, brainless retail work.” The dark-haired girl sipped her seltzer. “So…my original plan was to live at home and find some summer job and just bank all of the money I pull in. I could probably swing paying for, like, half the rent with an apartment with you based on the rents I was looking at, but…that would kinda tap me out. Like, I’d have to mooch off you for food and stuff, and I’d still be working the whole summer and saving nothing.” When Monica mentioned her mom, Gabi looked down at her food and sighed. “I mean…she does kinda need someone to help her look after Ana,” she said, referring to her 9-year-old sister, “and Aaron…you know how he is.” Her oldest brother was 20 years old and was on the spectrum.

“What do you think?”
 
Monica ate "do I want my sexy girlfriend to be here with a beer and lingerie when i get home from the office?" She laughed "of course. I want to spend the summer fucking and drinking and dancing. I also want you to not be stressed out and I want you to have the summer you want. If that means going home and taking care of aaron and Ana that's what it means. We can try to alternate weekends if you want. Or we can just see what we see. I think I can cover us on an apartment, with you know. The nighthawk money." She ate a little "so you don't have to worry about owing me." She sips at her water "But i know that's not the only consideration. I know you still have friends at home and stuff. We can work it out. The important thing is that you have as stress free a summer as we can have. Obviously I have to stay here even if I didn't have an internship because we cant have the nighthawk coinciding with breaks at school or everyone will know she's a student." She shrugs. "we will work it out, Corazon." She sits back "what do you want to happen this summer?"
 
Gabi chuckled. “Ooh. Are you going to be my sugar mommy?” She dabbed precisely at her lips with her napkin. “What do I want to happen? I want to be here with you. I want to wake up every morning and see you next to me, querida. Like, it suuucked being away from you for 3 days a couple of weeks ago.”

She reached over and stroked the top of Monica’s hand. “But Ana and Matt need me. Especially Ana. She’s still acting a little weird after the, um…the Thalmer thing. Are you sure you’re going to be okay here?”
 
"well. Thalmer's dead and I don't know any other Centauri except this chick that was maybe a lesbian but maybe into Thalmer and probably weirdly both all at once and she has no idea who I am or where I live so" She laughed "I don't think I'll be in a position to have to worry after my life. I'll miss you though" She put her hand on Gabi's and squeezed it. "I'm probably gonna live alone. So any weekend you wanna come down... or i can come up there or whatever."
 
Gabi smiled. “Yeah. I meant more from a, um, mental standpoint. I wasn’t going to be fighting off too many Centauri warriors. Although, if one of them messes with my princesa again…” She shook her fist threateningly. “Definitely! I’m going to come as often as I can. I really, really want to save up for a car this summer and Dad said he’d lend me the money to put toward a down payment once I have a summer job lined up.”

She leaned forward in her chair a bit. “I just want to make sure you’ll be okay here…alone. At least Melanie’s here. And Ian and Eve and Caleb. And I’m sure you’ll make friends at your intern—and wow, do I sound like a mom or what?” Laughing a bit, she squeezed Monica’s hand firmly. “Promise me you’ll be okay?”
 
She leaned in, kissing her girl softly "I'll be ok, Corazon. I'll have work, and i'm sure I'll make friends. And its summer so you know violent crime goes up. So i'll keep myself busy. All the crazies will be out and they will get a righteous thumping. Should help keep me sane till I get to see your beautiful self." She brushed Gabi's hair back from her face, then stood and picked her up, putting her over her shoulder. She laughed and carried her into Gabi's room, tossing her on the bed. Climbing up onto it she pinned her down. "Now. There was something interrupted by dinner."
 
Gabi laughed as Monica hoisted her and carried her off. “Oh, nooo. I’m helpless again.” The brunette’s hair was splayed out on her pillow and her gaze turned more intense. “Was dreaming about you undressing me when I was putting this on today,” she said, glancing down at her work clothes. The sun was just beginning to set through the blinds.
 
Monica slipped her hands along her girl's top then unbuttoned it, exposing her. She cupped her chest and brushed her thumbs back and forth across her nipples "I pretty much dream about undressing you all day" She grinned and leaned over Gabi, sucking on her full soft lower lip. She kissed along Gabi's jaw to her neck "and what did you think about after undressing huh?" She sucked on her girlfriend's earlobe and ran her tongue softly along the ridges of her ear. "Did you think about me being soft and gentle" she bit softly at the hollow of her throat, pushing her leg up between Gabi's "did you think about me being rough?" She flicked her tongue along Gabi's skin, tasting her, fingers toying with Gabi's nipples "Did you think about being rough with me?" She rocked her knee up against Gabi's core "Tell me."
 
Gabi’s light brown nipples hardened instantly at Monica’s touch. The younger girl purred, looking up at her lover with adoring eyes. “Nice and soft and gentle to start, baby.” She reached up and stroked Monica’s right bicep, then slid her fingers down her forearm. “Like…the first time you touched me.”
 
"the first time I just kept thinking 'oh my god I hope I don't suck." She smiled and straddled Gabi's stomach, sitting partially on her. She slipped her hands along her girlfriend's generous curves, just exploring with the tips of her fingertips, tracing the soft skin. She looked down at her, green eyes on Gabi's brown ones. "And really, thank god I didn't" She smiled and cupped Gabi's face, brushing her thumbs along the cheekbones.
 
Gabi let out a brief laugh. Her hands migrating to Monica’s hips, caressing and massaging them slowly. “And I was just thinking, ‘please please, don’t mess this up.’” She grinned, eyes closing serenely as Monica touched her face, chest rising and falling slowly.
 
"imagine if it had been bad. Like you built up this idea of us and me as a good girlfriend for all those years and then I just sucked at sex" She laughed and looked down at your girl. "We'd be sitting there after. You'd be telling me it was ok, that we'd get there." She leaned over and kissed Gabi again, tugging on her lower lip. She kept Gabi's face cradled in her hands as she pulled back. "I mean I'm glad it worked out but just the serious awkwardness that would have followed all year..." She winked at Gabi, then ran her fingers gently down along the pretty Latina's neck, softly touching and exploring, slipping back up into her hair.
 
“Pfft. I would have kicked your ass to the curb right away.” Grinning impishly, she flicked the tip of her tongue out slightly, grazing Monica’s lips as she pulled away from the kiss. “I was mostly worried you were going to be...halfway into it and decide you didn’t really…like girls that way.” She closed her eyes again while Monica caressed her smooth olive skin. The dark-haired girl brought a hand up to her own right nipple, teasing herself.
 
"smartass" Monica rolled her eyes and kissed down along Gabi's chest "you're lucky you told me to go soft or you'd be getting a spanking." She sucked on Gabi's nipple, looking up at her, watching her. her hands slid along Gabi's sides, softly stroking, exploring her more generous curves with her fingertips. Her mouth pulled, tongue flicking and darting across the tip of Gabi's turgid nipple.
 
Gabi reached down and tangled her fingers in Monica’s long locks. “You are so perfect, carino.” She lifted a hank of the hair and let the golden tresses slowly fall through her digits like grain through a sifter.

A soft whimper slipped out as Monica stroked and lapped at Gabi’s curves. The raven-haired girl brushed the tips of her fingers along her lover’s right cheekbone, then touched her hair again, nudging aside a wave that had fallen across her bare breast. “I’m yours.”
 
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