Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

Thalmer texted back. “I think I can pull those off.”

Gabi seemed to tense slightly at Monica’s touch. The dark-haired girl muted Zoe’s stream. “So…you were saying about…about Jack. You said that if I asked you, you’d tell him to not be around anymore.” She turned and looked up her lover with her big, dark eyes. “Is that…is that something I need to ask you? I’m a little confused. You said you only want that with me, but…you also wanted it with him.”

As if in response, Monica’s phone chimed once more. “Can I see you before I go?” the Centauri man texted.
 
Monica set her jaw a moment, then inhaled. She exhaled slowly "yes. You had to ask, though I will assume this is you asking. My default assumption was that after being painfully honest with you on a continual basis that you would trust me. I further assumed you'd want me to have the best training I could have, and backup when things got really awful. I can see that that assumption was incorrect. I'll let him know to go back to Michigan." She texted "not going anywhere. doing research. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
 
Still seated, Gabi fidgeted with the zipper of her hoodie. “I…don’t think that’s fair,” she said with the timidity of a bad student suddenly called on by a teacher. The dark-haired girl sighed. “I do trust you. But you don’t think it’s weird I’m worried? If I came to you and was like, ‘hey, Kayla really wants to fuck me and I kinda want to fuck her,’ would you want us, like, hanging out together?”
 
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Monica sighed "I don't want to fuck him. My body is hardwired to want to fuck him. I came home immediately, told you what happened, gave you full disclosure and more importantly, I told you that I loved you and I only wanted to have sex with you. I know you're attracted to Kayla. It would not bother me if you hung out with her, or Christina who like... seems like the friend that hangs out on the off chance that things aren't working out. I trust you. You can hang out with who ever you want because I trust you.
 
Gabi nodded her head, a slightly dazed expression on her face. “Okay,” she said, softly. “I don’t want to…I don’t want to hold you back, or…or make you less safe. You should…train with this guy.” She got out of her chair and stretched her neck, wincing slightly. “I trust you. I, um…I need to look over my paper one more time before I submit it.” Her fingers barely brushed Monica’s arm and she left the room, headed for her own.

A few hours passed, punctuated by the occasional ping of a text in the group thread between Hadley, Nick, Porter, and Layla. A text came in from Monica’s father: “Don’t forget to send me that Christmas list when you have a minute.” Moments later, she received a picture of her dad’s lawn. Despite being an atheist, he had a soft spot for the holiday and loved to go full-corny Dad mode with the decorations. “Ho ho ho etc. etc.” he texted, trying to downplay his enthusiasm as Monica went to the cupboards in search of a snack.

She heard Gabi coming up behind her. A second later, the brunette was wrapping her arms around her. “I’m sorry.” Monica felt her girlfriend’s face press against her upper back. “I didn’t…I didn’t mean to make you feel bad or something. I love you so much.” She slumped against Monica now. “I’m just…I’ve never felt this way about anybody before. You did the right thing. You were totally honest with me, and I just…” Gabi sighed and Monica felt the rise and fall of her soft chest pressed against her as the Latina sighed. “Deep down, I’m still that awkward girl who’s in love with the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen and I’m like…sooner or later, you’re going to realize that…that I’m not good enough for you.”
 
Monica leaned back into her girlfriend "Baby, not everyone gets the privilege of finding love with their very best friend." She turned, kissing Gabi's cheek "I did. there's no not good enough. You've been good enough to be at my side forever." She curled her girlfriend in, using her strength to easily move the girl into her lap "So. you know. Chill. Plus you're really pretty fucking hot. I'm pretty sure that Christina wants a bit of what I've got." She ran her hand along Gabi's back and texted her dad a few mundane things "anything we need for the apartment? my dad is christmas shopping."
 
Gabi gazed into Monica’s eyes as she sat on her girlfriend’s lap. “You always know the right thing to say,” she said, brushing her lips along the older girl’s jawline. “I’m sorry. Still figuring out this whole confidence thing. Like, I can fake it pretty okay, but actually feeling that way…I may need you to beat it into my head a few more times.” She nuzzled her lover’s ear.

“Cristina? I don’t know. She was the one that was cheerleading me to get together with you.” Smiling now, she kissed Monica’s lips softly. “Though maybe she’s into the idea of you and me hooking up. Which…can’t blame her,” she said, reaching down and slipping her hand into Monica’s pants so that she could squeeze her rear.

“Hmm. Electric blanket? Space heater?” A mischievous glint in Gabi’s eye, she added, “A bigger bed?”
 
Monica laughed "liar, she told you sleeping with your best friend was a bad idea. That's the sort of thing a girl says when she wants you to herself" she kissed Gabi's nose playfully, then toussled her hair. Grinning, she pinned her to the bed "I think we're warm enough just the two of us." she curled in against Gabi, tangling up "when do you wanna head home? Not a lot of point sticking around down here, though... I need to come patrol here a few nights over break so people don't put it together i'm only seen during the semester."
 
“Okay, she did kinda warn me,” Gabi said, grinning, dark eyes gleaming. “But then when I decided to go for it, she was all for it. Even helped me with my makeup for our first date.”

She let out a girlish coo as Monica pressed her against the bed. “That’s true. Gives us an excuse to snuggle up. Because we really needed one.” She gently place a fingertip under Monica’s eye and removed a stray eyelash. “So, my last exam’s tomorrow,” she said, Wednesday also being the date of Monica’s physics final and last exam, “but I told my parents my last exam is Friday. In case you wanted to…” Gabi tugged lightly on Monica’s shirt. “You know. Spend some quality time.”

She slowly kissed Monica’s neck, hand reaching down to caress the blonde girl’s thigh through her pants. Monica felt her girlfriend’s warm breath along her jawline and smelled the mild strawberry scent of her clean, shimmering black hair. “So…you said it’s like a…hard-wired feeling,” Gabi said, lips softly exploring the space near her lover’s ear. “What did it…what does it feel like?” She drew back momentarily and looked Monica in the eye. “This isn’t like a…like a trick question or anything. I want to know. I want you to feel like you can tell me anything. I’m curious.”

Her delicate fingers slid up the back of Monica’s shirt and stroked the older girl's lower back.
 
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Monica hmmmed "it felt a lot like you probably feel. I mean hopefully feel right now" she grinned and brushed her fingers through her girl's silky black hair, feeling the softness of it, the way her fingers slid through it like water "I mean it was just a pure, visceral, physical need to get fucked." she leaned down and rested her head on Gabi's shoulder "but you know, it wasn't you so at the end of the day it was easy enough to let it go." It hadn't been easy at all, really, but it was little white lies like this that let relationships continue. "So like, I wanted to fuck but I wanted to come home to you and fuck" that was true enough. She had wanted to go home and nail Gabi to the wall, but when she'd gotten there it felt sort of rotten to use the encounter with Thalmer and fuck her girl. Like it would cheapen what they had "So I had you know, to let that go."

She took Gabi's hand and kissed it, then nestled in against her, resting, closing her eyes, content to be held. It sucked fighting with Gabi, even when they weren't a couple she'd never enjoyed it. She needed this right now, to be curled up and pretend the rest of the world didn't exist. At least for the next little bit.
 
Gabi’s fingers caressed the spot where Monica’s lower back and rear met, touching the top of the curves lovingly. “Mmm…definitely feel it, baby,” she purred. “I’m glad that we’re talking about this. I like to know what turns you on.” The brunette spooned her, the soft contours of her light brown body pressed warmly against Monica’s. “It doesn’t…it doesn’t bother me if you come home worked up from…training. As long as you come home to me.”

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“Good-bye, sexy,” Gabi said, patting Monica’s bare butt as the blonde girl stripped down to shower. The Latina’s final exam was early, and she was on her way out the door as the warm water started to flow.

A rare text from Austin popped up on Monica’s cell phone as she stepped out of the shower. “No copying off me, okay?” he asked, presumably in reference to their 11:30 Physics exam. Monica was finishing her last bit of breakfast when there was a knock at the door.

Standing outside was Thalmer. “Got a minute?”
 
Monica texted back "I will try to refrain. lol."

Seeing Thalmer at the door she nodded "I've got a few minutes but I have a physics test. So walk with me." she gathered up her laptop and stuffed it and the charger into her bag. She'd need it for the testing software but didn't need anything else. "So what's up with you?"
 
Thalmer nodded. “Me? Oh, nothing much,” he said, hands in his jean pockets. “I just like to plan ahead and I wanted to ask you…what kind of weapon are you thinking?” There was a fine layer of frost on the ground. “Are you going for reach? Power? Blade or blunt? Whatever it is, I’ll tailor your training to that.” Two young women passed, one of them not-so-surreptitiously looking him up and down along the way. “I’ll be on the road for about two weeks, but then I should be free. Maybe the 19th?” They approached one of the buildings in which Monica’s writing class was held and kept walking.

“I have to admit, I was a little hurt when your girlfriend didn’t send me a gift basket or even a thank you card for the other night,” the Centauri warrior said as a pretty dark-haired girl jogged by. “So, did little Gabi scratch that itch for you?”
 
Smirking, Monica looked over at Thalmer "I'm going to guess that there are cultural courtship differences that explain why you're asking questions about my sex life as if it wasn't rude." She changed the topic then "I dunno. I just sometimes need to hit harder than I hit with my fists. There's a dude that's literally made of metal. I think blunt like a staff or something? but I'm not always going to be able to touch things and sometimes I'll want to touch things with something else as a result."
 
“Don’t be such a human,” Thalmer responded as she spotted Austin coming out of one of the dining halls. “Look, I get it. You’re not the first Centauri to ever fall in love with a human woman, you know?” he said, sounding momentarily raw. “Staff sounds good. I’ll make it happen.” A dark-haired, pretty woman walked alongside Austin. They kissed briefly on the dining hall steps and then went their separate ways, the athlete maneuvering his crutches deftly.

Monica’s final exam was a little more challenging than anticipated, but as of 2:30 PM, her first semester of college was behind her.
 
Monica headed out to shop for a bit, buying a few things for later. Stockings, garters, laci demi-cup bra and matching thong. A black silk robe. It broke the budget a bit but it was the end of the semester and they'd be going home soon enough. She headed home, cracking open a bottle of wine and putting her things away for Gabi's last day. She drew a bath, sinking into the hot water, closing her eyes. It irked her, a little, that Austin had moved on but... that's who he was and she didn't really have the right to be jealous when she had. Still, it irked her a little nonetheless. She sighed, then just let herself relax in the steaming water. She wondered briefly if Thalmer had had a dalliance with a human, given his remark. He seemed like a pig but maybe that was a cover. Or maybe he was a pig that fell in love with a human.

Getting out of the bath she started cooking for Gabi. She took old tortillas and cut them into strips, pan frying to a crisp. She added onion, garlic, and chopped jalapenos to some oil in a pot and started to sweat them. to the pot she added chicken breasts, stock, crushed tomatoes, cilantro, frozen corn and some beans. Cumin and chili powder rounded it out, then after a boil she set it to a low simmer to wait till Gabi got home. She hmmmed, wondering how to greet her girl, then figured the best way was naked with dinner. She threw on some heels, then took them off then put them on again, wondering if it was too porny. She hmmmed, looking at herself in the mirror, sipping her wine.
 
When Gabi entered the apartment, she had her phone pressed to her ear and there was a dusting of snow on her round red winter hat and black peacoat. “I don’t know. What’s that book series she’s reading?” she said into the phone, backpack slung over her shoulder. “You could get her—”

Spotting Monica, her bag slid to the floor, and her dark eyes widened. “Umm. Yeah. We can—let’s talk about this tomorrow, okay? I have studying. More studying.” A delighted, mischievous grin crossed her full lips. “Okay. Love you. Bye.”

“Fuck,” she sighed, taking in the sight of Monica’s body. “Heyyy, bella. Is your girlfriend home?”
 
Grinning she shook her head "no, she's off studying. she'll be home soon though." sort of teasing her girl, playing along with the joke. "there's wine in the kitchen if you want. help yourself... to anything you like" she winked at Gabi, sipping at her own wine, figuring Gabi would also smell the soup simmering.
 
“Mmm…where to begin?” Gabi said, stepping towards Monica and embracing her naked body. Her nose nuzzled Monica’s lightly and Monica felt her lover’s very cold hands on her bare ass. “Sorry! My hands must be freezing.” She kissed the blonde girl’s cheek and then stepped back.

“You cooked, too?” the brunette asked, slipping her coat off, revealing a tight, form-fitting sweater underneath that accentuated her full breasts. “I think I’ll start with wine, querida.” She returned with a full glass. “So…does this mean you’re all mine tonight?”
 
Monica grinned "I am all yours" she walked over, sipping her wine, "Guess the real question is, whatcha gonna do with me huh? Sit on my face? eat my pussy? fuck me with the strap?" She ran her fingers along Gabi's body, exploring her curves "What is it you wanna do, since I don't have anywhere I have to be?" she sucked softly at Gabi's lower lip and then her upper, her hand sliding under the girl's sweater, dragging her nails along the small of her back as she pressed in against her.
 
“Hmm,” Gabi said, stroking her chin in mock contemplation before teasing Monica’s lips with her wine-stained tongue. “Maybe I want to surprise you.” She leaned in close, breathing hotly against the blonde girl’s neck. “Why don’t you…go get on my bed and face the wall. No peeking or turning around. And I want this cute, little butt up in the air.” She gave Monica’s rear a firm, quick squeeze.
 
Draining her wine, Monica sauntered into Gabi's bedroom. she got on all fours, facing the wall, ass popped up a little. She kept looking forward, though it was temping to look back and see what her girl was up to. "I do like surprises"
 
A minute later, Monica heard her girlfriend’s light footfalls on the floor. “Good lord, carino,” Gabi said. “Look at this perfect pussy. And this ass,” she said, grabbing Monica’s right cheek and giving it a solid squeeze. “No peeking…” she teased.

Gabi’s left hand grasped Monica’s left thigh. A moment later, Monica could feel her girlfriend’s lips tenderly kissing up the thigh toward her soft folds. Gabi’s lips worked their way onto her slit, kissing and starting to nibble at her pussy lips. “So fucking gorgeous,” she declared, using her delicate hands to gently spread her lover’s ass as well.

Gabi’s deft tongue teased Monica’s pussy for a few moments, sliding, curling, coaxing. Monica heard the buzz of the bullet vibe as Gabi’s lips smacked against her right ass cheek before returning to eating her. “Let’s start with this.”

The Latina placed the vibrator above the opening to her girlfriend’s pussy while her tongue continued to do its work.
 
Monica sighed, the hum of the toy against her skin promising exactly what she needs. She licked her lips "mmm your mouth always feels so good on me. Your lips are so soft" she spread her legs just a touch, trying to invite more touches "we can start... and end... wherever your little heart desires, mi corazon."
 
“Thank you, sexy,” Gabi cooed, the tantalizing wet solidity of her tongue brush against Monica’s clit. “You’re my reward. This is.” She pressed the vibrator against her lover’s folds now, still attending to Monica’s already-stimulated nub with her lips and tongue. “Mmm. That’s it,” Gabi said as the blonde girl spread her legs a bit. “Open up for me, carino.”

Gabi licked, sucked, and caressed Monica’s pussy lovingly, occasionally slipping the bullet near, but not against, her clit. After some time, the hum of the vibe stopped. Both of Gabi’s hands began to knead her lover’s ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging. “Your ass turns me on soo much, carino. It’s not even fair. I love to look at it…” With her thumbs, the dark-haired girl began to spread Monica’s ass cheeks. “Touch it.” She pressed her lips against Monica’s right cheek, kissing, nibbling. One of her fingertips very lightly, almost imperceptibly, slid across the lower edge of Monica’s pucker. Gabi’s moist lips drifted toward the inner curve of Monica’s cheek now. “Do you like me here, baby?”
 
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