Powers Ch. 03

Luckily we had some time to recuperate. They all looked a bit down. We all knew it. We were even with team Asia in a fresh fight, but we were too beaten up. Even though Trixy looked like hell, she could still do her job. The problem was Luke, he had taken a beating. It's times like these when it helps to have a happy, go lucky, super supporting best friend.

"Wow, Partner! You saved their asses out there. I thought I wasn't good enough for their team, but I could have done that better. Luke, do you need me to tell mom about the chain lady? She was clearly bullying you, and Trixy. You lasted, what? Ten seconds against that guy? Pitiful comes to mind. The only one that actually did their part was Mal. He made you look like fools."

"He had the Power-Up." Luke whined.

"Well, don't give it to him then. You're the fourth years, you're supposed to show the way, not get schooled like little bitches. If you don't shape up, and I mean, right now, I'll call Mom. She would love to whoop your asses back into shape. Now all of you listen up! Rest, drink some water, then you go out there and you win! You're Rankers, act like it!"

They were properly shamed and that angry energy revolved around Luke.

I sat down and Trixy came dumping down next to me and Grace on the other side. "Thanks for the save."

"No problem." It felt weird. All of them were beaten up but I was fresh. So, on an impulse, I took Trixy's hand and slowly fed her some energy.

"What are you doing? You need your energy."

"Shush, I'm preparing a plan, everyone saw that fight and you got a giant bulls eye on your back. Take some energy and you can win while I stall whoever they send to stall me."

The others huddled around me and Luke thought it was brilliant. "Act weak where you're strong." Sun Tzu, or some such bull that people love to quote.

We got drawn late in the next round and several matches went long. People were exhausted and cautious. They only needed this one win to advance. No one wanted to screw it up.

All the matches drew long, so even though I emptied myself I was almost back to half strength. Grace helped Trixy on stage, and I was worried until she winked at me.

We stood on our marks as five Asian chicks, dressed as ninjas, with cocky smiles, joined the stage. They knew our state and saw us as easy prey. As one they bowed and did a flip, there was a gasp from the audience, it looked flashy.

They walked up to their positions and the clock began. Grace and Trixy both touched me and my glove flared up, as a diversion. I charged towards their captain, she was a head shorter than me and I used my reach advantage to push her back. She happily gave ground, while her teammates ignored me and charged at my team

The plan worked. Trixy and Tom created a unit while Grace and Luke did the same. The ninjas had to beat them fast enough that I couldn't do what I did last fight and both units used the psychological strain of that perfectly.

When they understood their faulty assumptions it was too late. Luke used his spikes to quickly pop two ninjas and Tom used his heavy gloves to the same effect. Leaving us with five against one, and it was my turn to be flashy.

I walked back to my mark and waited. The last ninja had seen this before, she wasn't going to let me make a fool out of her and tapped out. Trixy and Grace were on me the second after, hugging me tight and giving me a big kiss on each cheek.

Our desperate gamble had worked, it wouldn't work again though.

We challenged team Asia and were brutally struck down.

Em found me moping in the ice cream parlor. I don't like losing, no matter what. She carried me home, talking about how proud she was, it helped but I still felt like a loser.

***

The next day was a rest day, but all of a sudden I had nothing to do. I went to class, but then what? Em read twice as much as me so she was busy with school work and there was no one else for me to hang with. It felt so empty now, my goal was gone. I was a ranker, and now what? I should be happy, but I was lost.

I walked into the gym and I found some first years training. Now that Em pointed it out it was obvious, they needed help.

So I gave out advice, then more and more people came, until it was unbearable to be in there. Too many bodies and not enough space, all of them hoping for my help, like I could magically turn them into better fighters.

That's when Em came to my rescue. "Step back, people! He can't help you!" Then she grabbed me and dragged me out. There was a loud groan. We got out the door as she yelled the same old question."What were you thinking?"

"You said they needed help."

"So you start to help random people? They spread it on social media and everyone wants a piece of you, that won't really help anyone."

"Then what should I do?"

"Pick five people, spend an hour teaching them."

****

"Okay, now we're going to kick it up a notch. Show me your high kicks. No, no, no, put your hips into it. Again. Emmanuel, your weight should be further forward. Now again. No one fears a man that has practiced ten thousand kicks once. Everyone fears a man that has trained one kick ten thousand times. That's a good sound, Patricia. Remember that sound, that's the sound of success."

"Hard at work, I see." The blonde from church, Jackie, was sneaking up on me.

"Sure am, I could show you a thing or two, but there's a waiting list." I winked at her and her nostrils flared.

"Defend yourself, pretty boy." She pushed me and put up her shields. She had the good grace to wait for me to do the same before she kicked at my face and I blocked it.

My students gathered around as she did a high kick. "Look at this." She said before she did a middle kick. I moved to block it but her leg snuck up and hit me in the face. It hurt like all hell. A Brazilian kick? Why hadn't she used that last week?

She treated me as a practice dummy for the next five minutes. Without the protective suit I couldn't go for my normal finishers, so I was stuck dodging and blocking.

She backed off and looked at my students. "What you need to be careful of are people that can take a kick and then tackle you." She kicked me again and just stood there with her foot in the air before I gently brought her down.

"Like that." She looked around the room, "Join the Savant class to learn the French way to kick butts. Now scram." All the students filed out while her legs around my waist held me in the mount position. "So Em told me you have a really nice TV and know the secret art of popcorn."

I took a hold of her hands and pushed them over her head, before I stole her energy. Her eyes went wide as her gloves fizzled out and her shield popped. "Oh my god! You're a Battery?"

"Nope, not yet. I'm working on it."

"Is that why you waste four hours a day teaching newbies?"

"No, it's called trickle up teaching." Jackie stared at me the same way I had looked at Em. "When the bottom class gets better, that lights a fuel under the middle class and they have to get better or be overtaken. In turn, that lights a fuel under the top class. So I'm really doing it for myself. If everyone gets better I have to get better."

"How truly egotistical of you."

"You know me so well already." Jackie's mouth was so close now. "So, any special movie you want to watch or ---?"

She reached up and kissed me. Her soft lips tasted sweet and salty. I sent her energy mixed with mine back into her and she moaned loudly into my mouth. Her legs embraced me and her tongue came out to fight with mine.

There was the sound of a door opening and then a squeal as it slammed closed again. The open training rooms weren't a private spot. I felt a laugh bubble up and Jackie joined me.

When we walked outside there were a team of first years standing there. They were all red in the face. I felt exposed as I walked past them with my bag in front of my crotch. I wasn't fooling anyone.

There was nothing but awkward silence when we hurried to my room. Holding hands while we ran let me send energy through her, and it wasn't sweat that created a big puddle in her pants. At the same time my tent wasn't discrete. She gave as good as she got and we were both laughing as we were running as fast as we could. People were staring, but we didn't care. When we got to my door I gave her my keys. I pressed myself against her and both my hands went up under her training blouse, giving me free reign to her back.

She gasped loudly and I kept sending out bolts of energy through her body. I kissed her neck and slowly inched up to her ear. I tested sucking on her earlobe but she shuddered so I stopped, it's not for everyone.

I whispered, "A problem concentrating? Do you need me to stop and open the door? Or do you want to do it in the hallway?"

"No!" She got up the keys in her forgotten right hand. With only a small hesitation she opened the door and I lifted her inside. I kicked the door closed and pulled her blouse off; soon her training tights joined it on the floor. Her panties as well, apparently, for when I pushed her down on bed she was only wearing a training bra.

I quickly got out of my clothes and she wolf whistled as I walked up to the bed. I caught one of her legs and kissed my way up. She tasted salty and smelled a bit of sweat, not the 'old disgusting' kind but the fresh 'I have just worked out' kind.

She moaned loudly, encouraging me, it was exhilarating. When I kissed up her thigh I started sending energy to her happy place again. Her hand reached out and grabbed my hair, pulling me to her face.

Her lips were soft against mine and her hands went to my buns, pushing my erection against her lower lips. It felt great to buck myself against her.

I pulled away a bit and she looked at me questionably. "Condom." I said as I reached up to my nightstand drawer and got one.

She opened her eyes wide, nodded and went in a solemn voice, "Condom."

I sent a silent prayer of thanks out to Arianna as I rolled on the condom with practiced ease.

Jackie crawled up on the bed away from me and bucked her body to get the training bra off her body, revealing her pert, ample, beckoning tits. They were creamy white and contrasted clearly with her golden tanned body.

Jackie giggled, "They are just boobs."

"Just boobs? That's offencive, they are perfect wonders of awesomeness. They are beautiful orbs of epic proportions, but anything can be beautiful, real art makes the watcher feel something, and your boobs make me feel blessed to walk this earth. They light a fire in my soul and a longing in my loin."

Ok, I was going a bit loopy, they were really great breasts, alright? And the thicker I laid it on, the more she laughed, making them bounce, sending beautiful ripples through her wonderful valleys. Don't you judge me!

Jackie reached down and gripped her breasts, stabilizing them and hiding them from view. "Just boobs."

I took a hold of her leg and pulled her close until her hip was against mine and my cock was trapped against her smooth, squirming thigh. She yelped and I reached out to take both her hands and pull them away from her chest. I leaned down and took in each breast at a close distance.

Jackie giggled again and for the third time went, "Just boobs."

I had to shut her up, there was no heresy allowed in the church of boob worship.

I reached up and I kissed her until I was out of breath, and then I rested my forehead against hers and whispered, "Art."

That made her full on belly laugh, bouncing her massive chest up and down.

Jackie calmed down after a while and went, "Are you going to fuck me, or are you going to stare at my boobs all day?"

"Both. I think both is a good option."

"Then get on with it."

I kissed her again and my hands worked up her sides and gripped her breasts, but she took both my hands and led downwards. Her legs spread even wider when I let my hands work down her thighs, and her ecstatic moans drove me on.

My thumbs rubbed against the area between her legs and her slit and she breaks our kiss, throws her head back and screams, "Yes! YEAS! That's it, come on. FUCK ME!"

My left fingers rubbed against the slit as I let my right thumb circle around the clit when she has had enough with my teasing. Her hands gripped my head and pulled me to her face. "FUCK ME!" She shot all her energy into my member and I had totally forgotten about that shit.

I pulled back and her legs closed around me, holding me close to her.

"What the fuck are you doing, FUCK ME!"

I reached out behind me and broke her leg lock, giving me room to line us up and enter her. Her warm heat was a welcome home for my member. Every thrust sent an impact through her body.

"My eyes are up here, Buddy."

I snapped to, "They sure are, and your eyes are like a red-brown molecular cloud riddled with stars." Jackie's eyebrow shot up. "You know, space clouds?" It clearly didn't ring a bell, "You should look it up, it's b-e-a-utiful, like you."

"You're so fucking weird."

I bottomed out hard and sent all my energy through her body before looking her in the eye. "A good weird or ---"

"Oh my fucking god! The greatest fucking weird! Now be quiet and FUCK ME!"

I picked up the pace and tried to touch her body, but she took my hands and put them onto the mattress, so I could support my weight. Then she pushed me up until our only contact was our hips smacking against each other in the bottom of each stroke. I tried to kiss her but she pushed me back. What was wrong?

"Yes, yes, just like that, fuck me! FUCK ME!"

Why the fuck did she want to have sex with me but not touch me? What was wrong with her? And she had the stomach to call me weird? What the fuck?

"You're so good, you're stretching my tight little pussy, just fuck me. That's right, just like that. Fuck me. I want you to fuck me."

I was too lost in my head so I didn't notice the signs when a tremble traveled through her body. Her back pushed out against the mattress and her nipples pushed against my chest as she screamed.

"Yes, YES, YEESS! IM CUMMING!"

What the fuck? Already?

I paused for a bit to let her rest before I picked up the tempo to find my own release. I felt a twinge, but that urge quickly died when she said, "Stop, wait! I need a break."

I rolled off her and I laid there with my burning need rolling through me. What a train wreck.

****

The sound of the door closing woke me back up. I reached out but the bed was empty, Jackie was gone. I hurried out into the hallway and there she was fighting with the door to get out into the staircase.

"Need a hand?" She looked up and looked terrified. "Was it that bad?" There was silence as I pressed the button to open the door. She was pulled with the door and I walked back to my room. A smattering of footsteps followed me.

"No, you were great, perfect even, I just don't want you to get the wrong idea. We are just fun, some stress relief."

"I feel pretty fucking stressed right now. Why would you leave without saying goodbye? That's not cool."

She smiled, no, a predatory grin spread on her face. She had just found her new plaything. Her hand reached out and with a single nail she slowly scratched all the way from my bellybutton up around both nipples to my neck and then her whole hand caressed my cheek.

Her lightning shot out and sent tendrils of joy through my system, but it whittled and died when it met my anger. She gasped as I took her energy, combined it with the fiery red hot rage I was feeling and slammed it back into her.

"You behave like a bitch you get treated as one."

I threw her down on the bed, she bounced a couple of times before I grabbed her hips and pulled her close and flipped her on her stomach. I yanked down her pants and there just weren't any panties, that was the secret.

"Hey. Wh..."

I took a chance and my right hand smacked her bun. Then I moved it in a slow circle, caressing the hurt area and waited for her reaction.

She moaned and sunk down on her forearms, presenting her ass.

I pulled back my arm and she tensed up. I held it there for a moment before she relaxed and I smacked her other cheek. There was a wave running through her, she moaned loudly, and taunted, "That's all you got?"

I caressed her bum, spreading her bum and her lower lips were glistening. She cooed. Did she like to be spanked? Sure, I could roll with that.

I pulled back my hand and there was the same moment of suspense before I smacked her again. The fourth time I went for a condom and put it on. Her eyes were following me intently and she licked her lips.

I let my hand follow her shoulder to her back as I walked past her and she stayed there with her bum in the air. When I got back there she wiggled and she was watching me with an eyebrow raised. This little bitch wanted to goad me into losing control, someone hadn't learnt 'be careful of what you wish for.'

I took a step back and with all my strength smacked down on her behind. Pain shot through my hand and she screamed out. For a second there was a thrill. This was enough, I didn't have to go further but she turned. "Was that your best shot?"

I felt the anger ignite and I growled. This little piece of shit was taunting me. I pulled back and gave her five hard smacks on each cheek and she cried out in pain. Serves her right.

There was water in her eyes when she turned around again and said, "Are you going to stand there or are you going to fuck me?"

That little moronic piece of shit. I felt my anger ignite and for a second my glove formed and there was real fear in her eyes. I took a deep breath and it fizzled out while the room shone with yellow as her shield kicked in effect.

I reached out and then I emptied her shield and there was nothing in the way for me to fuck that sweet pussy but first I had to be the one in charge.

I ran my hand up into her hair and took a callous grip. I pulled her up on her knees, leaned in and bit down on her neck. She yelped with surprise and I growled, "This is my game now and I'm not done playing with you."

I released her hair and pulled back my hand. A shudder went through her body.

"You can say stop, if you want. You can leave, if you want. Or you can beg me to fuck you, if that's what you want."

Her eyes shone with defiance and the machinery behind them worked hard. She was evaluating her options and trying to decide how she could get what she wanted. What a manipulative bitch.

I pushed her down and then gripped her roughly by the hips and pulled her into position before I halted. "What will it be?"

"Fuck me."

"I don't think that's good enough." I pulled back on hand and tapped the red imprint of my hand on her bum.

She groaned out and pleaded, "Please fuck me."

I pulled back my hand again and there was real panic in her voice. "Please, pretty fucking please, I want you to fuck me. I need to feel that thick cock deep in my pussy. Please fuck me!"

I lined us up and halted for a second. There was the second of anticipation again and she groaned loudly before she wiggled back. I slammed into her and emptied all our energy back into her.

Jackie yelled out in a wordless roar, part shock, part pleasure. Her hips were firm against my hands as I picked up the pace and slammed back into her and her hole tightened around my erection.

I took back my energy and she whimpered at the loss just to yell out again when I bottomed out in her and pushed everything back.

I set a pace and pulled her into it.

Her two big breasts swayed with every impact, straining against the fabric with every thrust and --- fuck her, I wanted to feel them.

I pulled her training blouse over her head and she shook it off just to do the same moments later when I also pulled up her bra, leaving her enormous assets free to play.