"Ghh." Vanessa grumbles, trying to ignore him as she leaves the room, and flies back home. She fixes her labored breaths, before arriving back home, sneakily cleaning up, and going to sleep. Hoping Jacob didn't get any bright ideas about sneaking into her room late at night.
Luckily for the heiress, Jacob is probably exhausted from a day of Lawrence's military style combat training, meaning that she's undisturbed until Lawrence comes to bring her breakfast the next day. She finds herself tossing and turning during the night, however, images of her tryst with Hammer and with the previous bastards she's been roped into fucking recently dancing through her mind. Her womanhood slowly burns with need, and she becomes cognizant of how empty her womb feels, something that's never seemed to be a problem for her in the past.
"I-i'm serious." Sonata insists in case this is something more than the woman simply toying with him. "You're not blowing up buildings and staging terror attacks. You see people as more than just pawns." He shivers as she coaxes his cock to full mast.
"Hmph, your faith in me is sweet - even if you're not exactly in the best state to be impartial." Her hand is firm, but still surprisingly delicate as she strokes his cock. "Don't get me wrong, though. I still use people to get me what I..." She licks her lips. "...want." She leans in, kissing his painted lips, a trace of lipstick staining her own as she pulls back. "You can touch me, you know."
A genuine appreciative smile crossed Jenny's face at the sight of how excited her sister was. Harold's reaction, while exactly the one that she hoped for and wanted, was undercut by the knowledge that he thought the baby was his. Jenny wanted it to be his, after a fashion, that is to say she wanted him to be the baby's dad even though he wasn't the father. But Chastity's honest exuberance was heartwarming and Jenny was thankful for it.
Jenny nodded at her sister and confirmed, "You're going to be an Auntie."
In regards to the videos however, her response was quick and terse. "Show me."
They moved into Harold's study and brought up the videos. There were two with her, the first with Hammer and the second with Duke's thugs. But on the main page there was a trending video uploaded that afternoon with Psychana that was taken in the alley titled "Superheroine Psychana Blacked". There were numerous comments on it debating its authenticity with many claiming it was staged and a deep-fake, while others asserted that it was in fact real.
"Shit." Jenny cursed before adding. "Fucking assholes."
She was expecting a call from Belle about this soon enough, but that would be a problem for later. Watching the videos themselves Jenny found it hard to keep from masturbating but found a way. The memory of the events was hot, but actually watching herself get fucked almost had her reliving the experience.
"Damn these are hot." she commented. "I can see why you'd think these would work."
"I'm glad you're here with me." she said squeezing Chastity's shoulder lightly.
"I can't wait..." Chastity beams, pressing a hand against Jenny's still slim midriff. "I can sense him already. He's going to be powerful - more than you or me, sis." The blonde chuckles as she sees the video of Psychana. "I hadn't seen this one yet. Damn..." She bites her lip. "Harry'll love it. Still, he has a chip on shoulder - I'm not sure this'll be enough to bring him over. He worries about losing you - he has some kind of past trauma, I think. The only way we'll bring him over properly is shock therapy - he has to see you in action, has to experience what it's like to see his wife with a bull in person. And what better bull than the one he fears? I think he needs to see you fuck Jetstream. When he sees his worst nightmare - and his biggest wet dream - happening in front of him, realises he enjoys it, loves it, he'll be ready for you to tell him the truth."
Azura frowned at the suggestion. “I'm not sure that's such a good idea. One, it is a very long shot to hope that Daiyu owns something useful to us, or knows someone who does. And two, even if we are lucky enough and it turns out she - or someone she knows - has something, I doubt she is going to give it to us for free. What do we have to offer her in exchange for her help? Certainly not money – she has enough of that.” She pointed out.
"A superhero's gratitude is nothing to scoff at. Still, if you don't think she'll be a good help, that's fine." Esmerelda sighs. "I feel awful about this - putting you in danger like this. I... I don't know what to do. Sapphira's my best friend..." She shakes her head. "Whatever you choose, I'm behind you."
