Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

[siobhancan99]

Monica texted Austin "your place is great." though she'd want to have a quick shower before hitting the auditions to support Hadley. She figured she could just make it. She crossed her legs and then shifted and recrossed them to tease Porter. She smiled up at Melanie when she got her grade "Thank you Professor Howe" Figuring she shouldn't be too familiar in front of the class, but she did offer the woman a warm smile as she took the paper.

After class she made sure Porter was going to show up for Hadley, then made her way quickly to Austin's. After getting buzzed in she made her way up to his place. Slipping in, she smiled when she saw him. She wrapped her hands in his shirt and pulled herself in against him, getting up on her toes to kiss his neck, as he's so tall. She ran her nails along his chest, then slid her hands under his shirt "I don't have a huge amount of time. I need to shower after and then meet Hadley at her audition" She bit his lower lip, wrapping a hand around the back of his neck to tug him down against her. She dragged her nails along his skin again, then sucked hard at his lower lip. She arched into him, then pulled back and tugged her shirt off, revealing a black bra "so right here or did you clean the bedroom too?"

 

[Halcyon638]

Austin flashed a smile and then marveled at the way Monica’s bra framed her breasts. He wrapped a powerful forearm around her lower back and kissed her neck. He smelled good, fresh from the shower, and she felt some of his slightly damp hair brush her neck. “Right here is pretty damn tempting, not gonna lie,” he said. “But I think I need you in my bed.”

As he led her to the bedroom and grabbed a condom, he said, “So yeah, I’m going to need you to leave on almost everything below the bra.” Austin pulled his heather-gray T-shirt over his lengthy, ripped torso. He greedily kissed her lips and stroked a lock of her blonde hair.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica grinned "I think that can largely be arranged. The stockings are cheap." She crawled up onto the bed, letting her ass sway to and fro. She looked over her shoulder at him, blonde hair spilling over a tanned shoulder. Her toned back arched slightly and she popped her ass up teasingly "So you can just tear them as you need." Another expense, another reason to maybe relieve russian mobsters of their cash when she caught up with them. Still, in the moment it was working for her. She rolled onto her back, unhooking her bra but not taking it off, crooking a finger and beckoning him "Better make the most of the short window."

 

[Halcyon638]

Austin was mesmerized as he watched Monica’s ass in the skirt. He stripped down to his black boxers now and joined her on his large bed, placing the condom on the nightstand to keep it handy. “You are the hottest woman on this entire campus,” he said, pulling the straps of her bra down. “And it’s not even close.” He pressed his face in the swell of her bare breasts and began to kiss the space between them, then their inner curves, then upward toward her shoulder blades while continuing to caress them.

The athlete’s fingers massaged her hard nipples as he kissed her along her jawline. His lips found hers again and his left hand held the back of her head with care as his other hand began to grip her left thigh through her stocking. The weight of Austin’s big, hard dick pressed against her through the soft fabric of his underwear.

His fingers crept up her leg under the hem of her skirt, then traced the space where the tops of her stockings met her hot skin.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica ran her hand down and cupped him through his boxers. "I'm gonna miss this. I mean you... when basketball season starts" She grinned again and spread her legs a little, letting him run his hand along her body. She swallowed and then slid her hand into his shorts, stroking the length of his huge dick. She wrapped her fingers loosely around it and gently ran along the shaft. Her other hand kept his head pulled to hers, kissing him again, sliding her tongue along into his mouth. She tangled hers with his, then withdrew and bit his lower lip, moaning into the kiss. Her eyes closed and she let herself just concentrate on the feel of his toned body against her, the heat of him, the solidity of him. "God I want you to fuck me"

 

[Halcyon638]

Austin let out a groan of pleasure. “Mmm…maybe I can put in a good word for you with the cheerleading team, though you don’t really seem like the type,” he said, smiling wryly and looking into her eyes as she fondled his rod. “Pretty sure with you wearing a cheerleading outfit I’d never hit another shot again.” He kissed her hard, tongue exploring hers with intensity.

“I want to fuck you so bad,” he said, sliding down his boxers to reveal his sizable, rock-hard cock. He kissed her as he put a condom on, towering above her even just partially sitting up. “Love the skirt.” His large, warm hands slipped under its hemline and soon, she could feel one of his fingers toying with her slit through the fabric of her underwear.

Austin’s right hand then went to the top of her stocking again. Her kissed her along her ear, nibbling gently at the lobe and pressing his nose under a cascade of her hair while his fingers tugged on the fishnets. She heard one of them give way as he tore it aside. “I’ll go easy on your panties,” he said, his hands gently parting her thighs and starting to tug on them. “Unless you say otherwise.”

He eased the underwear over her legs, his mouth kissing and caressing her one bare leg along the way, his lips going as far as the top of her boots. “Need to fuck you with those boots on, baby.”

His fingers began to stroke and tease her opening. The blond-haired basketball star then put himself into position and began to slide his dick into Monica’s waiting pussy.

 

[siobhancan99]

Moaning, she wrapped her toned legs around him "what you didn't want me to ride you with the boots on?" She grinned and pinned him to her, letting him feel her strength for just a moment. She relaxed a little, then hooked her ankles together behind him, drawing him in with each thrust, setting the pace where she wanted it. She raked her nails along his back "I'm not really the cheerleader type. Besides they'd all hit on me and you'd be jealous" She bit his shoulder, letting out a satisfied sound as she felt his girth stretch her just right. She rocked in time with the thrusts, her warm slick core wrapped tight around his cock. Her breath came faster as she felt him pin her to the bed, felt him move inside her. The drag of the fat head of his cock along over her spot with every thrust making her ache for more. "Mmmmm yeah fuck me Austin. Fuck me nice and hard. I need it. I need it so bad." She did need it. She needed the contact. She needed the casual nature of the relationship to get her into a place where she could have something more. He was filling a lot of needs, figuratively and literally. She dug her nails deep into his back as he moved atop her, kissing his neck, gripping him tight.

 

[Halcyon638]

Austin’s cock plunged in deeper as her boots dug into him. “Fuck yeah,” he said, stretching out and placing his right hand on the wall as he started to pound away. As she made the cheerleader remark, he moaned, “Bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” His dick rocked in and out, in and out, while he looked down at her with pure lust in his eyes.

“Yeah, you need this cock?” Austin asked as Monica continued to supply it to her, the skirt hiked up to her waist being jostled with each thrust. “Your pussy feels so fucking good, Monica.” He kissed the side of her face, then her lips, as his rigid erection worked in her non-stop. He began to groan and moan more frequently. “Love your legs wrapped around me.”

 

[siobhancan99]

Mon rocked in time with him, legs wrapped around him, breasts bouncing with each hard thrust as his muscular body worked to fuck her nice and hard. She gasped and arched "yes I need your fucking cock. I need your fucking cock fucking fuck me" She dug her nails into his back, wondering where this side of her came from. She'd never been that vocal with Tom. Still, she needed it and she liked the back and forth. She squeezed him inside her, making herself tight as she can as he drove in again and again, pounding into her, giving her exactly what she craves. She gasped and bit his shoulder, legs clamped around him, holding him tight to her, letting him feel a little of her strength as she clung to him "yesss yesss fuck. I need this. I need you to fucking cum in me."

 

[Halcyon638]

“Fuck, Monica,” Austin called out, his palm outstretched on the wall again as his cock thrust in and out with increasing speed. “I want to cum in you so bad. I need to fucking cum,” he groaned. She saw his eyes momentarily widen as her legs tightened around him and a quick wince, but if she’d hurt him, it hadn’t seemed to distract him. He reached down to stroke one of her bouncing breasts, then grabbed onto her hip through her skirt. “Want to hear you cum. Want to hear you fucking moan for me, baby.”

“Fuck!” he groaned, the sound seeming to come all the way from his toes. “Yesss! OH fuck!” Even with the condom, she could tell Austin was blasting a big load deep inside her now.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica came hard around him, the knowledge he was getting off from being inside her was what tipped her over the edge. Her nails raked hard along his back even as she tensed, then let all that tension out, her body relaxing all at once, feeling something inside her uncoil as the release of orgasm rushed through her. She ground up against him, craving that contact even as she got off, moaning out her own pleasure as she felt it "fuck yes, Austin. Fuck" she collapsed under him, looking up at him, squeezing his still hard cock inside her then lay still "that's exactly what I needed."

 

[Halcyon638]

“Damn,” Austin said, rolling onto his back beside her and looking up at the ceiling. “That was hot.” He gave her an affectionate squeeze with his left arm. “You’ve got some strong-ass legs.” His hand stroked her knee. “Which is also super hot, by the way.”

“I know you gotta head out, but can I just say I was really kinda surprised at how…let me just say, I was kinda expecting ‘proper, small town girl’ in bed and you…you seem like you’ve got a wild streak in you,” Austin noted, propping himself up on his elbow to get a good look at Monica. He grabbed her hip again and pulled her in close for a kiss.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica shrugged "swimmer" then rolled onto her side and kissed him "um. I really always was?" She laughed and curled in against him. "You know. One boyfriend. you're only the second person. I just... I dunno. I..." She rolled onto her back and looked up at the cieling. "I have a lot of things to figure out about who I am now that its just me. It's also sort of easier to be wild because like...I'm not concerned right now about how you'll feel about me when we're getting married, since... you know. basketball is till march and then you graduate. It is sort of freeing. It also helps that you like.... seem to want this kind of stuff? if that makes sense. Like...I dunno. I guess my real thing is I'm an inordinate pleaser. Like if you really gave off a vibe you wanted me to be shy about it I probably would be. I know that doesn't make a lot of sense."

 

[Halcyon638]

“Not to sound like the wise, all-knowing upper-classmen, but you’ve got plenty of time to figure that stuff out,” Austin mused, sitting up and turning away from her to start to clean up. “Try not to like, overthink things. And listen to that voice deep inside you that’s telling you what you really want. Not what other people think you should want. Speaking of which,” he said, throwing on some shorts. “DoorDash’s here. Sure I can’t at least send you on your way with a sub? There’s this awesome sandwich joint just off campus and I ordered a couple.”

After Monica had had a chance to head back to her apartment to get showered and change (with Austin texting her afterwards that he’d be by the next day with the booze for their game night), she went to meet up with Hadley, Nick, and possibly Porter at Hadley’s residence hall. When Monica arrived, she realized she didn’t have a keycard to get through the hall’s doors, but a green-haired girl helpfully held the door open for her.

“Can you hold that for me?” Monica heard a strangely familiar voice ask. Both she and the green-haired girl glanced back a second after the latter let go of the door.

Detective Brendan Knapp stood outside of the building’s door as it clicked shut in front of him. Glancing at both women, he said, “Oh, can you open that?”

“Sorry, residents only,” the girl responded, starting to turn away.

“It’s—I’m a cop,” he said. The green-hair girl walked off down the hallway, adjusting her backpack as she left.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica froze for a moment. It wouldn't do for her to not say anything and just run off, but at the same time she couldn't just be like "yeah I know him he's a cop" because 'Monica' didn't know him. The as yet unnamed vigilante woman knew him. She turned and cracked the door a bit "badge?" she asked, trying to make her voice just a little higher than usual, in the same way she pulled her Elizabeth Holmes impression when she was in vigilante mode "Can't just let any random 45 year old pervert in" She figured she could tweak him a little since he was in his late 30s and a little vain about his age, given the x-files snafu the other night. She looked it up, but still hadn't had time to watch any of it.

 

[Halcyon638]

An amused smirk spread across the detective’s lips as he flashed the badge. When Monica opened the door for the dark-haired man, he said, “Thanks, and off by four years. If you have a guess as to what direction, keep it to yourself.” His bruises from the beating he’d suffered seemed to have almost faded entirely, and he looked more rested than usual. Taking out his phone, he said, “And don’t worry, I’m actually here to visit my daughter who is apparently ghosting me. Maybe you know her—Hadley?” Monica suddenly had a hazy recollection of Professor Townes calling out Hadley’s full name, Hadley Knapp, on the first day of film class only to fall back on a sign-in attendance sheet for each session after that.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica sighed. It was going to be hard to fake a voice all night and she was trying to see if she had ever talked to him without going all fake gravelly. At this point, fuck it. "Oh sorry officer Knapp. Yeah I know Hadley. You uh... know she has auditions for a play in a bit right?" She vaguely remembered Hadley saying her relationship with her dad was good, and her relationship with her mom was awful. Plus he was her contact so she should be nice to him. Definitely 100 percent NOT going to think of him as Hot Cop any more. Scratch that. He's now officer Hadley's dad. "I'm actually waiting for her to go to the audition. You should come along if you're not on duty. I'm sure she'd really appreciate all the moral support."

 

[Halcyon638]

A confused look crossed the detective’s face. “Audition? That’s today?” He continued to scroll through his phone as they walked down the hallway toward Hadley’s dorm room. “Thanks for the heads up. I’m not sure she’ll be…thrilled at that idea,” he said when she encouraged him to come along for support. “How long have you known Hadley? You from around here?”

A few moments later, Monica spotted Hadley emerging from her doorway. Looking out, her face screwed up in a mixture of confusion and possible annoyance. “Dad? What are you doing here?”

“Oh. I was just…so, tonight’s not the night I’m taking you out for dinner.”

“No. We discussed that on Monday. Remember?” Hadley said, punctuating it with an eye roll.

“Starting to,” he said. “Soo…would it help if I was at…the audition? We can get some food aft—"

“It’d honestly be kinda weird,” Hadley said, “and probably going to hang out with friends after.” Detective Knapp nodded.

“Okay,” he said, managing a smile. “I will, uh—text me, okay?” Two girls passing by looked up in confusion at the middle-aged stranger in the middle of the hallway, then continued by.

“Okay,” Hadley responded.

“Break a leg,” he said, nodding in polite acknowledgement toward Monica and walking off down the hall.

“That is so him,” Hadley said as she and Monica went into her room where Nick sat looking at his phone. “Expecting me to just drop everything because he screwed up. Sorry about the all the cringe.”

Monica received a text to the group chat saying that Porter was on his way over. “So, one of you has got to embarrass themselves out there with me,” she remarked. “This could be your big break.” A rumble of thunder sounded in the distance.

“Maybe if they were doing a cool play like that high school that did Alien,” Nick said.

“Philistine,” Hadley declared. “Jennifer Fields was Prospect City's most famous playwright. Mon, you in?”

 

[siobhancan99]

Mon looked after dad-cop and sighed. She felt bad for him. Especially since she was so close to her own dad and she knew Hadley's mom wasn't in the picture. "Cut him some slack Hadley he's probably just... you know... adrift from the divorce. Plus is he uh... investigating those weird murders? He probably has a lot on his plate. I saw he was in the paper for working with that crazy vigilante girl" She offers the girl a small apologetic smile "My dad was a mess for a year or so after my mom left" which was a total lie. Her father had been remarkably chill about it. At least outwardly. He worked a little more, despite her being home by herself. She ate a lot of dinners at Gabi's that year.

"as for the play I do NOT have time. I found a Krav Maga class tuesday/thursday/saturday plus I work out at night and I do wanna squeeze in some time with Austin before basketball season steals away my rebound relationship forever. Lets get Porter to do it. He could meet some girls and get some confidence. That poor kid. He is sweet but god damn is he shy." She shrugged "if you need maybe I can help build sets or something. It would be nice to work with my hands. What's this play about anyway?"

 

[Halcyon638]

Hadley seemed a bit surprised that Monica was speaking up for her dad, but then said, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I mean, he tries, which is more than I can say for my mom. It’s just…kind of a pattern for him.” She sighs. “Parents, amirite?”

“Krava Maga?” Nick said. “Cool. Is that, like, an elective or something?”

As they met up with Porter and headed out, Hadley talked about the play. “Maybe you can relate to this,” she said to Monica. “It’s about people who live in this crappy small town and literally can’t leave because there’s some kind of force preventing them from leaving.”

“Whoa,” Nick said. “Is it aliens?” Another rumble of thunder sounded.

“It’s not really explained,” Hadley noted. “It’s a metaphor.”

“Ohh,” Nick said, sounding disappointed.

"I'll see if I can find anything about the set building stuff," Hadley said. "I'm sure there's some kind of unpaid student labor to be exploited."

When they made it to the location where the auditions were being held, it looked to be a conference room where potential cast members were lined up in the hallway, some standing, some sitting on the handful of benches built into the hallway’s structure, and some just sitting on the floor. A woman perhaps a few years older than them was standing near the doorway of the conference room with a clipboard and a pen, jotting down the names of potential candidates. All in all, there were about 20 people in the hall.

Hadley took Porter aside for a moment and spoke to him privately as Nick and Monica tried to figure out where to put themselves. The purple-haired girl and her shy friend walked over, a grin on the former’s face. “Guys, Porter’s going for it!”

“Nice!” Nick said, patting his friend on the shoulder.

“Thank you guys for coming,” Hadley said.

As Hadley and Porter went to the woman to sign up, Nick swooped over to a bench that was mostly open. “Snagged a couple of seats,” he said to Monica.

As Monica settled in, she found herself sitting next to a good-looking student with a neatly trimmed beard and brown hair, hunched over an open copy of The Idiot by Elif Batuman.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica looks down at the book "Any good? " she figured if the guy wanted he could ignore the question, or if he felt chatty he could go off about it. She'd never read it so maybe something to add to her list. She looked around, wondering how many of these people were into the play and how many were just here like her and Nick to support someone. She settled in, looking over at Nick "when this is done we definitely need to get food. I'm starving. There's supposed to be a place with decent tacos around the way. Or we could get some salads over at sweet green or something."

She looked over Hadley's competition, wondering which of them might capture that existential angst of being trapped in a small town. She knew a lot of people trapped by a mysterious force there. Well, not so mysterious forces. The need to help around the farm, the lack of quality education. The lack of prospects for blue collar workers. A lot of those things kept people chained to shit little towns like Cottersville. She guessed that was the real point of the play, but she had watched that life from the sidelines long enough she felt no real need to re-enact it as some sort of tragedy porn. She crossed her legs, then turned her attention back to book guy, to see if he'd respond.

 

[Halcyon638]

The guy reading the novel didn’t’ respond at first, but then after a short delay, looked at Monica with an expression that conveyed he wasn’t entirely sure she was talking to him. “Oh…uh…yes,” he said. He looked as if he was about to say something else only to have the words escape him. His pensive eyes focused on the page again and he was quiet.

Monica heard a couple of people rehearsing from copies of the play, cringing as she heard a couple of impeccably dressed girls with handbags that were comparable in cost to Monica’s laptop trying out “rural” accents that sounded more like something out of an SNL sketch.

Nick nodded. “Yeah, I’m starving. I need a burger with more bacon than burger on it, to be honest. So are you a gamer at all?”

At one point, Nick noticed someone across the room who he recognized and told Monica he’d be right back as Hadley and Porter stood off to the side starting to rehearse a bit.

“Are you…auditioning?” the bearded guy next to Monica asked, resting his broad shoulders against the window behind the bench, book clasped in one hand.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica nodded to Nick "of course..." then Nick fucked off and she leaned back against the wall. She looked back over at book beardo "no." She ran her fingers through her hair, then looked back over at the guy "I'm way too fucking busy. I have 6 classes, I'm taking some personal classes, and I don't want to get in over my head." She inhaled, then exhaled "Plus i mean. Getting trapped in a small town is more existential dread from my childhood than a play that I find interesting. When you grow up in buttfuck... well... its like... you know 70 people that are never getting out of the small town. it's not mysterious its lack of education and opportunity. It's needing to be there for your parents until its suddenly too late. It's a millon things. I dunno. It's...it is just sad" She laughed and looked over at the guy "shouldn't you be doing vocal warmups and slowing your voice way down like we're not in the Northeast and you're some fucking hucklebuck from Macon or something"

She grinned "I mean, you wanna nail this part right?"

 

[Halcyon638]

The bearded guy nodded and mostly listened intently. She was used to people smiling and laughing at her wit and self-deprecating humor, but the most she got out of him was the hint of a smile. “That’s…tough,” was all he managed to say in response to her comments about her experience with small town life, looking like he was still taking in what she’d been saying. “I think this…this play does a good job of capturing that. The writer was…she spent her teens in a small town even though she grew up here. So…I don’t know,” he said, a strained look appearing on his face as he shrugged his shoulders.

“I didn’t really prepare an accent,” he said, looking genuinely concerned as he glanced at some of the other aspiring actors. “Do you think I should have?” He added, “I’m fucked, aren’t I?” in a tone hovering somewhere between serious and irreverent. Nearby, Hadley and Porter moved toward the front of the line.

 

[siobhancan99]

Monica shrugs "depends on whether or not you're going for accuracy. We aren't in West Virginia. Everyone treats rural people like we're sheep fucking moonshine swilling toothless hillbillies. We're not. Just come at it from a normal genuine place. The few of us who know what life is like out there will thank you for it. So have you done a lot of these things or not?"


She looked over at Hadley and Porter "I mean, honestly dude I don't know the play. Just don't be a caricature you know?"