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Of Villains and Heros (Charlie_Death & Shikokudarkstar)

Venedict frowned, "I would hope he fingered you since he probably used his own dick measurements and I don't know where in the hell he got his size. Probably grandma's size. I didn't get it though. I pass him in morph form but I don't know that really counts." He blinked at the look Rey was giving him. "Love, we really don't feel jealousy among the pride. Two of my cousins share a girl because she loves DP. So they give her the double penetration and she's had both their kids." Venedict cocked his head, "Kind of odd but nothing to be real upset by. Not to say that I want you to bang my dad so we can raise my little brother. That may be a bit much since I like having my litters there. Have I not told you this? Shit. I haven't probably didn't want to scare you. Well anyway. We don't get jealous. We enable our lionesses. That's all you need to know about he Lowes." They talked for a while more before they ended the call.

The next day, Ronald had lifted his chair into the workshop. He blinked at the look that his grandson's lover was giving him. "Missing morph time are you? Only been a day." He sad down in his chair with a huff before feeling Rey's eyes on him. Ronald opened his eyes and chuckled. Rey's gaze was zeroed in in his sheath. "Nothing there to see boy. I ain't got it out." Ronald stretched until a few more minutes of focus he decided to unbutton his jeans and release his morph cock. Rey licked his lips before seeming to remember himself. Ronald chuckled before sliding his dick back into it's sheath. "Keep looking at me like I'm the main course in the buffet and I"ll make you scream." He flicked his tail before rubbing Rey's hair. "Don't think I won't. Just cause I ain't as big as the other boys doesn't mean I don't know how to use it. I've had a lot of practice and experience. Hell, Cheryl will even tell you to try me out. Of course she wants to watch. Woman is crazy like that." He leaned on his chair with an amused look before looking at the plans for his chair. "If you do pull this off I may fuck you stupid anyway. Beer fridge hidden inside? Damn you've thought of everything."
 
Rey colored and was without words as Ven described his family's arrangements. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like a page out of his wet dreams in college. He had fantasized that some of the cocks he sucked back in his glory hole days were related, after all it was a statistical possibility. But to hear his husband talk so casually about sharing with his family was something else entirely. His brain shut down and all he could do was ask how the cribs were going with a few nods here and there.

That night he passed the conversation off as part of the strange dream he had. He would probably tell Venedict about dreaming of being caught with his father and then being spit roasted by the both of them. Something about having both the father and the son at the same time turned him on ... A lot. He had to take an extra long shower that morning to relieve himself but the lewd thoughts still followed. He arrived at the workshop to see Ronald moving his chair. The morph didn't look anywhere near his age, the only telling sign was the amount of grey in his mane. Otherwise, he was all power and muscle. Rey couldn't help himself but to cast curious gazes at his package, wondering just how big he may be be. He tried to set up all his plans but he kept getting distracted by the morph in the recliner. Yes, he was right. It was only a day and he was already missing his daily dosages of sexual release. He hadn't realized he was staring so intently until he saw Ronald's hands undo his pants and free the beast. He licked his lips and felt his loose sweats tighten. There were more pronounced spines on this one. Are they all different? He tensed up the moment he realized that that was not his husband's cock he was staring so lustfully at. "I-I-I-I'm s-sorry. I didn't m-m-mean to stare." He covered himself up with one of the pages of his plans as he shrank away from embarrassment. Now the grandfather was propositioning him. He felt immediately uncomfortable and latched onto the conversation about the chair. "o-of course. I plan on a-adding heated seats for the winter. O-of course it won't interfere with the cooling compartment." He watched the older morph and blushed even harder at the suggestion of a sexual reward. Rey backed up quickly and knocked some wrenches on the floor, his glasses slipping down his nose and fogging from his heavy breathing. He was hard and Ronald knew it. "No! No no no nonononono." Rey repeated as he slowly sidestepped his way around the workshop. "I-I'm fine. Really. Th-there is n-n-no need for... for you to s-s-s-s-s-suck m-m-me off." He managed to get behind the Morph and pushed him in the back. "I-I'll call you if I need you to move the chair again." Once Ronald was out of the room he locked the door behind him and leaned against it panting. He couldn't focus and was reduced to jerking himself off and whimpering about how it was unfair and he should have had Ven come along.

Rey had occupied himself so much with all the little pieces of equipment until he ran out of things to do. He didn't want to ask either of the Lowe men into the room because every time one came to check in on him, his face flushed and he couldn't think straight. He was surrounded by large dicks he couldn't touch. Sure maybe it wasn't a dream that Venedict had told him it was fine, but what if it was? He didn't want to betray him. Rey peeked around each corner before waddling down to the kitchen where he smelled Amelia's cooking. Right on time. He was getting hungry. He slumped in a chair and buried his face in his arms. "What am I going to do? It's like the men around here just know how to get me riled up." He looked up at the plate of meatloaf that was put in front of him. He ate while Amelia told him the same thing that Ven had told him the night before. "B-but he's my husband. I-I don't want to betray him in any way." He poked at the food for a bit before adding quietly. "He already knew I was a bit of a slut when we first had sex but... I would love to change for him. But it's just so hard." He held up three fingers as he shoveled more food in his mouth. "I had to jerk of three times today because of them. Do you know how hard it is to do that with five little one's in the way? Sending your husband to check on me doesn't help at all, that voice of his is so--"

Rey jumped up when he heard Nelson behind him before suddenly excusing himself, face bright red and pushing is way out of the kitchen. He nearly ran into Cheryl who no doubt had heard about what was going on and was already propositioning him to have sex with her husband. Rey just shook his head quick enough to nearly lose his glasses before locking himself in the workshop. He would just piece together the pieces and hope for the best. He kept looking at his phone debating on if he should call Venedict or not. He decided not. He can't tell him that he jerked off to both his father and grandfather. He didn't know if he could make it the next few days. He managed to avoid the rest of them that night but like the night before he woke up from a wet dream. He did all he could to avoid the Lowe men and once again locked himself in the workshop. Whenever one came by to talk to him all he did was stammer out threats and demands for them to leave him alone. His stutter was getting really bad and after Nelson offering to "help out" Rey couldn't take it anymore. He had to call Ven, but like before he couldn't muster up the courage. At least until his phone lit up and Ven called him.

"I need you to come get me!" Rey started crying as he collapsed into the recliner. "I think I have died and was sent to Hell. Sentenced to wander the circle of Lust with temptation at every corner!" When he was asked what was going on, Rey spilled on all the experiences since they last talked. "When we got off the phone, I had a dream that I was having sex with your dad. Like, really good sex and you came in. I tried to tell you that I was sorry but you just rammed your cock in my mouth and fucked me silent. I-I... I uh... I needed a change of sheets and had to touch myself in the shower. Then your grandfather flashed me his morph cock and..." Rey's face colored and his eyes fluttered shut as he remembered. "...and all I wanted to do was suck it. E-everytime I see one of them, all I can think of is sex... I-I can't focus. And your father's voice..." Rey let out a moan and bit his finger nodding at Venedict asking if he was horny just from talking about it. "Oh yes... I am. Last night I dreamt I was surrounded by morph cock, sucking, and fucking all day and night, completely covered in Lowe cum. I was nothing but the clan's sex doll." He ran his hand through his hair with a moan before letting his trail back down his neck and chest. "Th-that's why I need you to come get me. I-I don't know how much more of this I can take. Masturbation is hard enough with the kittens a-and I don't want to ask your dad to help out with the machine again." His voice trailed off into a whisper as he shrank in the seat.
 
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Venedict blinked at the rather dramatic retelling of Rey's staying there. "Pretty sure that's just my family not the pit of hell." He cocked his head and thought for a moment. "So what you are telling me is that you want to fuck some of my family? That really isn't a problem. Especially now since I know you can't get pregnant with anyone else's kittens." Ven hummed a moment as he got into the car before deciding exactly what he should do with his worried and horny lover. Thirty minutes was a long time and Rey would not be a good person to be stuck with in the car when he was ready to hump anything. Ven tapped his finger on the steering wheel.

"Alright, love. I am getting in the car and on my way now. However. I want you to do something brave and kinky for me." He grinned, "I want you to lube up that slutty hole and get it nice and loose. As soon as I'm getting there I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll be napping for the whole car ride back. I want you then to take that inflatable kitty dick and fuck yourself on it a few times. Just until you are about to come and knot yourself on it. I want you aching an ready when I get there. That knot will take a while to deflate and make it so you can't cheat and be a naughty boy and finger yourself. Now, here comes the scary part. I want you to find my grandfather and I want you to lure him back into the workshop and I want you to suck his dick. However. Because I wanna see that pretty mouth at work I want you to facetime me once you have him in position. I want you naked and on the ground so all I have to do is thrust my dick inside of that hungry hole. Now here is the part you are going to have to be strong for. You are not allowed to cum until you are stuck on my knot. You can get as many cream baths as you want from that cock you are sucking but you are not allowed to cum. Now you have your orders. Call me back when you are ready to suck dick for me. I love you I'll be there soon, baby." Venedict hung up the phone before speeding up the car.

Ronald Lowe knew a trap when he saw one. His grandson's fiancé was blushing and holding a pink dildo in his hand and asking if he could have some help with it since the kittens were in his way. The man was being sexual and while he was stuttering it didn't seem to stop him from becoming more aroused. On top of that he had a phone in his other hand. Ronald was pretty sure that since he had been so scared before that Venedict had given him comfort and orders. Orders it seemed that he would be slutting it up with a dildo. Ronald chuffed amused, "I ain't stupid boy. I know a trap when I see one. However since you are in definite need I suppose I can shove a dick in you and knot it. Probably have our boy Ven on his way." Ronald followed the man into the workshop. Rey undressed, pulling off all of his clothing before Ronald picked him up and laid him back. Ronald fingered the man, impressed mostly with how much he was taking without any really stretching. "Look at you. So slutty you're always ready for a cock and knot. Probably how you got pregnant with five kittens, couldn't stay off that knot." Ronald slid the dildo in but couldn't help but to fuck it in a few times, impressed with how the man was taking it. He moved the false member around, a little before Rey started protesting he wasn't supposed to cum. Ahh, poor boy. "Alright I won't make you cum." Ronald inflated the dildo's knot, not helping but to do a little torment of pushing it to make sure it was secure. Ronald lifted him off the table and set him down. Rey then smirked and asked if since he was there if he could give him a blow job. Ronald rolled his eyes. There was the trap. "Should have known. Alright. Let's find some cushions so your knees don't hurt." Ronald collected some cushions and put them on the floor before settling down in his chair. He saw the man call Venedict on one of those video calls and chuckled. Ahh he was being used as a prop.

On Venedict's side, it didn't seem take long it for his pretty little slut to get his hole ready and lubed and his dick of choice in position. The villain could be motivated to work fast. Venedict wished he wasn't driving but he figured a lot of it would be repetitive since Rey wasn't allowed to cum. Venedict purred at his fiancé, "Sweet boy. Look at what a good boy you were. You got a dick right where you wanted it. However you know the rules. You don't get to cum. Now show me what you can do. And tell me. Tell me all about that cock, baby. Does it taste good? Is it a good size? Tell me all about it." Venedict hoped he wouldn't run himself off the road because once he heard that smug voice talk about dick, his dick paid attention. Venedict listened to Rey talk about the cock his was sucking and actually had to stop the car in a parking lot when he saw the man getting a cum bath. Venedict purred, "Look at you pretty slut. You were made for morph cock. I'll hurry on my way. Is that knot still in?" He listened to Rey comment and heard his grandfather say yes it was still in. Venedict groaned, "I'll be there soon pretty slut." He was so glad when he was just five minutes away. "Five minutes baby. Are you still sucking that cock good?"

By the time he got to the farm and parked was running into the workshop, already morphed. He hung up his phone and stripped out of his clothing before unsheathing his dick and pulling out that dildo to replace it with his own. "Don't you dare stop servicing him." Venedict purred, watching his lover moan around his grandfather's cock. "I know what you really want is to be speared on both sides by cocks, pretty slut." He fucked Rey hard, pegging the man's prostate.

"He's been a very good cock sucker." Ronald purred, petting Rey's head as the man sucked and moaned around his cock. He pushed the man's head down on his cock a few times.

Venedict grinned, "He's a very good slut. Loves all that dick inside of him, right baby?" It didn't take long for Venedict to knot and flood his mate with semen. He had been pent up since his lover hadn't been acting normal. Venedict moaned as he watched Rey's mouth get flooded with semen. "Look at you, all dirty. You'll have to shower before we get you in the car." Venedict lifted the man up and wiped him off while he had him stuck on his dick. Venedict couldn't help how kinky it felt to have his fiancé knotted and stuck helpless on his dick while he cleaned him up and packed him up. He did however throw a blanket on him to cover his nakedness since it probably wasn't wise to have him naked in his mom's house. It was only when he unknotted that he put Rey into the car and actually drove them home. Everything else had been handled with Rey stuck on his knot.

Once back at the lair, Venedict couldn't help himself. He unpacked the car and set Rey down in their playroom. The man didn't seem to mind the insinuation that they were going to play and in fact rather liked the idea. Venedict set him down onto the machine and smirked as the large cat dong was lodged inside of Rey once more. Venedict then purred as he used soft ropes to tie the man up before grinning. He shifted into his morph form and loomed.

"I have finally discovered your true identity Techno Mastermind! Now you have been captured and brought down to my sexy lair where you will be knotted and bred until I have an army of mighty heroes to defend the city against all evil." Venedict hoped that the lack of costumes wasn't totally killing the mood but he didn't think Rey was too worried about it since he was playing along. Venedict turned the fuck machine on a slow thrust. He it was there to torment the man. "Tell me, villain. Were you working with anyone else?" He grinned and turned up a notch and grinned at Rey's cursing. "It would seem that your greatest weakness is your thirty for sphinx cock. Look at how you are just begging for more even as I have you on this machine fucking you." Venedict turned up the dial again before spying something that made his dick perk.

"Well look at that." Venedict turned up the dial again and grinned widely as he watched those tiny milk teats bounce. They were leaking a little milk and Venedict couldn't help it when his dick slid out of his sheath. "Going to be a good mother to our spawn? Getting ready to feed all of those babies you're slutty body made?" Venedict moaned as he turned the dial down to a slow lazy thrust as he mouthed those pretty nipples. Rey always seemed so embarrassed by them that Venedict hadn't really gotten to play with them. "Ah ah ah. Captured sluts don't get to pick what I do with their bodies. You have been hiding these from me and now I get to play." Venedict grinned as he watched Rey struggle a moment. There was no getting away. Venedict made sure of that. He once more put his mouth over the man's nipples before roughly licking them to release milk. Venedict groaned, rubbing his cat cock against Rey's human member as he nursed his villain. He switched sides and nursed the other nipple roughly, using his mouth to tease and abuse those pretty nipples before letting them go.

Venedict instead turned the dials so that his man was repositioned at cock level. "Now, I am curious what a slut can do when he's being fucked." He grinned at the man, "You've got to feed those kittens after all so it's best to get some cream." Venedict moaned as Rey started sucking his cock. Like before he rewarded the man for a job well done but this time it was by turning up the dial. He started Rey off at no speed then worked his way up until the machine was fucking him so much he was slightly vibrating. Venedict purred, fucking Rey's mouth as the machine fucked his body. There would be no rest for this man. He had been a brat and since Venedict's mother had lured him out, Venedict was going to reap the rewards.

After Venedict came, he turned the dial down on the fuck machine to slow. He watched his fiancé panting before he got another idea. At the slowest settings it would be easy for Venedict to get a rhythm going so that he could fuck Rey on the down beat of the machine. He couldn't go very fast like that since when he checked the different timings there wasn't much play between a lot of the higher ones.

Once Venedict had rested and not let Rey rest at all, he set the timing of the machine to slow and pressed close to Rey. He grinned at the man before he thrust into the man's hole and pulled out right as the other dick shoved in. Rey apparently loved this idea and was encouraging Venedict to do it more. The morph laughed, "So two dicks might be enough for you. I bet you never thought I would fuck you at the same time as this machine. Maybe the next machine can have more than one cock and I can fuck your mouth while two dicks fuck your ass." They slowly fucked like this for a while before Venedict turned the machine off and fucked Rey into climax. Venedict purred when his knot inflated and flooded the man with his semen. Now the villain was stuck again in his clutches. "I'm never letting you go. You're going to be getting stuck on my knot forever."
 
"N-no! That's not what I am saying at all!" Rey stammered out in response to being told it isn't a problem to fuck Venedict's family. He just meant to vent about his frustrations and not sound like a total slut, even though he is and he is tempted to have a more intimate familiarity with the other Lowe men. He let out a sigh of relief to hear that Venedict was on his way, however, his stomach did flips at the directions he was given. He could get down on getting himself ready and he was already moving to the room to get the dildo in question. However, once he had it in his hand, the other half of the directions came. He was given permission to suck another man's cock, another morph, and a relative no less. Not just was it permission but an order. Rey let out a little half-moan at the pure filthiness it is to be told to suck his lover's grandfather's cock. Rey waddled through the house calling for Ronald and when he found him his face immediately flushed bright red and his stutter returned. He was in new territory but he was on a mission.

"R-Ronald... I uh... I n-need some h-h-he-help back at the w-workshop..." Rey managed to stammer out. He held up the pink dildo and rubbed in on his chin as he looked over the tops of his glasses at him. "Th-the way I n-normally do it I-is too hard with the k-k-kittens in the way. So can you p-p-pl-please.... p-put it inside?" He bit his lip, knowing the purpose of asking him for help, feeling his own arousal increase. He stepped back when the trap was revealed and tried to pretend that it was all innocent but there was no fooling this man. He nodded that Ven was indeed on his way and lead them to the workshop where he began to undress. He let out a rather unmanly squeak at suddenly being picked up and laid on one of the tables, on top of his own designs no less, with his legs widely spread. He let out a moan at the older man's ministrations and the familiarity he seemed to have with a man's body. He moaned at being called a slut and being fucked by the dildo before he realized he was getting too close. This villain had to be good again. Prime dick was on the line. "S-stop! I-I-I'm not a-allowed t-to cum!" Rey panted as he was helped up and looked at the other man, a smirk spreading across his face. "W-well... S-since you're here... Let me suck y-you're dick." He licked his lips at the agreement.

His heart was racing as he called Ven on facetime and told him that he was ready, angling the camera to show off the massive feline cock in his face. He could see Venedict behind the wheel turn and look at him as he gave it a long lick before sucking on the tip. The best part wasn't so much that he could see the father of his children be a distracted driver and watch him suck another man's cock, but that he could see the video reflection of himself. "It's not as big as you," Rey let out a little whine before humming with a smile. "But these spines. Mmm..." He played with them as he licked them, his tongue weaving between them. "So many. So prominent." He went back to sucking it, forcing as much as he can get in, which was more than he could with Ven, either that or his body was slowly adjusting to take more obscene sizes. "Have you been drinking?" Rey asked with a teasing tone. "I can taste it." He eventually couldn't come up with things to say, far too distracted with sucking dick. After a couple of times where he nearly dropped the phone he handed it to Ronald to hold so he can work his hands stroking and teasing all that was exposed. When he came, Rey whimpered as he tried to hold himself back, he was getting far too excited and had to take a breather as he slowly jerked him off, licking the cum from around his mouth and hands. He slowly began to clean up before going back to sucking cock, mumbling responses to Ven with his mouth full. He hadn't even realized that Ven was there until he felt the dildo get roughly pulled out and a familiar wet cock thrust completely in. Rey cried out and rocked his hips back, rubbing his face on Ronald's dick.

"Y-you finally got here!" He happily sang before going back to sucking off the veteran. He was glad he had lost his gag reflex long ago as his head was forced down further than before. After being on the edge so long, when he came he unintentionally pulled on Ronald's clothes. He hungrily drank down his second load before being pulled away. He hadn't noticed it before since it got everywhere, but he came a lot less than Venedict. He clung to Ven as he was carried away, whimpering and letting out little moans with a few obscenities directed towards the kittens tossed out. With his larger belly, he couldn't hold his body flush against Ven and had to be considerate on how tightly he held him. Rey let Ven clean him although he had to do it twice since he ended up reaching another orgasm just being carried around a house that anyone could see him. If he didn't fool Ronald, the blanket sure as hell wasn't going to fool the other members of the family. Rey quickly dozed off in the car before being nudged awake. He didn't mean to fall asleep but the look in Ven's eyes told him he would want to be awake again.

Rey let out a happy little sigh at the sight of their playroom. Modeled after two different parts of either of their lairs, copious amounts of sex toys and any kind of super restraint system that would work on a super, human or morph. He could feel himself get hard again as he was tied to his own machine and Ven switched back into Lionman mode. The corny lines and poses always brought him back to the rooftop, warehouse, abandoned building, subway, street, everywhere they fucked as hero and villain really. He missed this kind of play that he wasn't about to pass up a good thing.

"Blast! Using my own machines against me! And to hold me captive to breed more furry do-gooders into this city no less! It should be I who has captured you to breed an army of evil minions!" He let out a moan as the machine turned on. "Damn you, you... fuckwit! I no longer work alone! Soon all the other villains will join the League of Evil to take over this city! And your days of heroing will be numb--Oh fuck!" He moaned as the dildo thrust into him faster pinpointing his prostate, after all, he meticulously calibrated the machine himself for such precision that was now making it harder to play along. He just muttered obscenities and half sentences before managing to squeeze out, "U-using my own weaknesses... against me... but if it was the other way... it would be.. my fucking... strength."

The sudden change in tone took Rey out of the Techno Mastermind mindset and to direct his gaze at what caught Lionman's attention. His swollen breasts were leaking. "Oh god damn it.. Don't fucking look. G-get me something to clean it with..." He began to tug at the restraints when Ven got closer. "Let me go! I d-don't like that they are doing that... please!" He gasped as his baby daddy latched on and began to relieve the pressure. He opened his eyes that he had shut from embarrassment to see Lionman drinking his breast milk. The teasing of his nipples was putting him back on track for sex but he felt humiliated that his body was doing that in the first place. A thought crossed his mind and he let out a chuckle. "The mighty Lionman, done in by a little milk." His mind began to wander when he was readjusted and the pink cock was shoved in his face. He happily swallowed it up, moaning as he was being fucked by the machine. Although he was just in the same position earlier, the distinct difference was that there were two cocks that were the same on both ends, and they belonged to Lionman. He began to lose track on how many orgasms snuck up on him as Ven tormented him. He was slowly losing his comprehension when Ven fucked him on the off beat of the machine. It was like two well choreographed Lionmen fucking him. He wondered if he really could do double penetration. More cocks certainly seemed up his alley. The only times he really got to enjoy so many was when he had a line in the bathroom waiting to use the glory hole and even then it was all in just one hole, one at a time. How boring.

When his final orgasm struck him and he was filled and knotted, Rey was left in a daze. He let out slow moans and babbles as he tried to figure out what to say, or how to even speak before unconsciousness took him over. "I... I will escape..." He moaned as he leaned in for a kiss and was stopped by the restraints. "And then you will be mine... Lionman. All... Mine..." He tugged at the restraints as he was let go, wrapping his arms around Venedict's neck. "You haven't seen the last of me..." he sighed and nuzzled him before muttering, "I missed this," just before he fell asleep.

Travis got off the phone with Russel, his contractor when Travis walked out of his medical office at the League of Heroes. The construction was finished on the League of Evil and they had nearly finished loading some of the furniture that they had ordered. Apparently Russel was glad that they were given extra time to have just him and Curtis load it all. He didn't want to know what they were doing and from what he could gleam from conversations with Rey, they had quite the arrangement. Not that he was aware of the details, just that it was some strange bondage thing and that he was working on designing a custom sex machine. Honestly, what the hell is wrong with those people? Can't sex be good and normal?

"Now that you are done here, I want to take you out somewhere." Travis spoke before leading Jacob to the car. "Are you still working on that pet project of yours? Of course you are, you'll never let that die, will you?" He sighed at the look he got. He listened as Jacob talked about how he was getting more samples because Lionman was being denied by Rey due to hormones as well as how far along his research was. He was a lot closer than he had thought. That wasn't a good thing to Travis. He wanted him to slow down on the research but since he had been given Rey's blessings to use his man's sperm for medical research as well as egging him on about the "beauty and wonders" of motherhood, it seemed he only got more motivated. Travis knew from the phone calls from Rey on the League that he was in physical hell. He was always sore, had to piss all the time, couldn't figure out how his mood was going to be and every little complaint he can come up with. However, when he spoke to Jacob it was always sunshine and roses.

They pulled up to the building that the League of Evil was built beneath and walked Jacob in. He had chipped in on his own money from a couple robberies he managed to get away with in the neighboring city to set up construction on a medical clinic. He held his hands over Jacob's eyes as he walked him into the reception area and revealed the sign that read "Sanders Super Medical Clinic and Research Center".

"What do you think?" He asked knowing that Jacob was just going to revert to the 'I'm not leaving the League until you put a baby into me' argument. He let out a sigh and lead him through the tour pointing out the different rooms what they can be used for, how much space they have and what not. Jacob seemed impressed but unamused that he went so far. "The real reason I brought you here?" Travis thought for a moment before leading him to a secret entrance to the League of Evil. There were two elevators but only one went down to the League of Evil as did a flight of stairs hidden behind a false wall. He pressed the bottom two buttons simultaneously and the elevator went down to the new League of Evil. He gave Jacob a tour of the place, showing him the different rooms. The first room he had shown him was a lounge with a large TV, sofa and chairs, then the small kitchen and dinning area, bathrooms with showers, and sleeping quarters. Rey had insisted that it would be necessary if one of them wanted a place to crash because their husband was mad about not having children yet. An obvious jab at him but Russel went with it despite all Travis's protests. Then there were a couple other rooms for gadgets, costumes, storage, access to a personal parking garage and workshops. The whole place was decorated with darker colors to emphasize the "evil" nature of this league but still held a sleek design. All the lights were on dimmers because Rey insisted on being able to set the mood to evil with it being dimmer than usual. Travis just pushes the button to turn it on and left the lights at the brightest. He liked being able to see.

The final room was the meeting hall with the oval table with a hologram display at the center, courtesy of one of Rey's pregnancy invention benders. There were several seats around it for other villains that may join. A map with lights and outlines of each district and villain's influence was on one of the walls. Sitting on the table was a small box, wrapped up like a present.

"So this is the real reason I brought you here. The League of Evil. So far it is just me, Molly and Radical Rayman who is currently petitioning for us to include his boyfriend." Travis shivered before adding with a tone of contempt and distrust, "The Demon Owl. But, we are going to recruit the other villains so that I can make sure none of them goes and kidnaps you again. The clinic above us is the cover and it is yours. I already talked to some of the other heroes about you having your own clinic and they agreed that they can go there when you move. It'll be neutral land, the others agree that they won't start shit with any of the heroes that show up." He groaned when he was corrected with 'if'. "When you move."

He slid the present over to Jacob and watched him open it up. He wasn't good with saying things and he really didn't want to have to say the words that Jacob wants to hear. He really wasn't ready to have children and after listening to Rey's bitching the past month he was even more apprehensive about it. But it was the only way to get Jacob to be somewhere that he can control. Of course he isn't going to tell him that one of the prerequisites of joining the League of Evil was to be married or in a committed relationship. Radical Rayman got in because he is Rey's sidekick and apparently has been obsessively stalking the Demon Owl. There was no threat there except the threat of that fire breathing feathery fiend frequenting the hideout, invited or not. He rubbed the back of his neck when Jacob was looking at the home pregnancy test that was his gift.

"Don't make me say it... Just... give that back once you piss on it and it says I'm going to be in baby jail for the next 18 years." Travis flashed an uneasy smile at Jacob, scared utterly shitless since he has just crossed a line that cannot be uncrossed. Pandora's box is now open.
 
Venedict purred as he watched his lover pass out. "I missed this too baby. I missed it a lot." He pet Rey's hair before carrying them to bed and nestling in for the night. Hopefully when the kittens came out they would have time for this again. Venedict shifted back into human from and lowly purred to his kittens. Perhaps they would let their mother sleep through the night but he wasn't super positive about that outcome.

Jacob smiled when his husband came back into the lab after answering his phone. He perked at the mention of Travis taking him somewhere. It had been a while since they had gone somewhere and Jacob had dropped heavy hints for a date night but he doubted that was what this was about. Jacob blinked when asked about his pet project. Jacob looked at his husband like he couldn't believe he even thought that Jacob would let this go. This was his dream always. Travis had known this since the beginning. "No. I probably won't let it go. I am getting really close however. I have been getting a ton of samples and once I finish isolating the component that makes men pregnant then I will be good to go." In truth the research was done and ready to go. He had taken the first round of injections that would give him a womb. He only needed permission from his husband to get pregnant and he was going to inject himself with the second round that allowed the sperm to take then prove to the board that yes, it really does work. Jacob might be working for the League of Heroes but he had been married to a villain for a long time for him to be morally right all the time. Jacob looked at the building and was impressed how average it looked in blending in with the other buildings.

Travis walked Jacob inside the building covering up his eyes. It was exciting and Jacob had always been one for surprises. When Travis revealed the reception area, Jacob couldn't help a smile. It was beautiful and was comforting in a way that Jacob had wanted if and when he had his own business. Jacob heard a sigh before he was guided through a tour of his new office area. Jacob wasn't against moving, more like he had to put his foot down on something for his stubborn man to understand he meant business. Yes, he hated that his honey had no time to do anything because Jacob had begged him to start coming to work to keep away the more aggressive heroes. But honestly, he did want to move out. He just was worried about lab time if he did move into the private practice.

Jacob smiled at the League of Evil headquarters. He could tell who had the most input where because there was a lot of décor choices that his honey would have never permitted. It looked like an evil lair for a comic book villain crossed with a club house. Jacob found the whole thing kind of amusing. He followed Travis into the meeting room and smiled at the whole set up before Travis explained. Jacob cocked his head, "You mean if I move." Nope, his man insisted on when he moved then slid a present over. Jacob was amused, looking the present over before opening it. He froze. A home pregnancy test? Did this mean... Jacob looked over at Travis as the man nervously said that this was for him and that he was slightly unwillingly giving him babies. Jacob smiled. Of course with Travis he had to be a little dramatic about it but Jacob never minded.

Jacob smiled before pulling Travis into a deep kiss. "Thank you, love. That was very brave of you. Now, I think we should celebrate us both getting what we want." He grinned lightly pushing Travis into a seat before Jacob pulled out a glasses case. Travis raised an eyebrow since neither one of them wore glasses but Jacob quickly pulled out the syringe full of the second injection before pulling down his pants slightly and injecting himself in the ass. While that seemed to have startled his lover for a moment, Jacob put the syringe away and stripped out of his clothing save for his lab coat. For some reason since becoming a doctor Travis and well Jacob himself liked to fuck with Jacob in one of his lab coats. Jacob slid onto his husband's lap and straddled him. Of course since the man looked so good and put together, Jacob had to mess him up. Jacob pulled him into a deep kiss before running his fingers through Travis's hair and lightly tugging to get to his neck. Hickies, Jacob found were something Travis loved and hated. Jacob heard bitching about how they were hard to hide but he never once stopped Jacob from making them....only bitched a little about them after. Jacob smiled as he sucked a few onto his man's neck before pushing his shirt up to feel his chest. Jacob rocked his erect cock against Travis's clothed one, fondling it with one hand as he slowly tormented the man. He had to wait for the injection to kick in after all.

It had only been fifteen minutes of heavy petting later when he felt the injection kick in. Jacob panted as his body flushed. However that wasn't the most obvious symptom. No, his rectum flushed with a mucus film that made his ass wet like a pussy. Jacob blushed as he felt the fluid leak out onto Travis. "So. Side effect seems to be self lubricating and symptoms of heat." Jacob panted a moment before moaning. "I hope you're ready for this because I don't think I can stop." Jacob shuffled, opening Travis's pants with a light pop. He was so glad the man was already erect since once he got that lovely dick out he slid himself down on it slowly. Fuck yes, Jacob needed this. He felt Travis's hands slide down his ass and feel around Jacob's hole. Of course he didn't stop there, knowing how someone liked sex after ten years of being together was lovely. So Travis knew how sensitive Jacob's nipples were and how he liked them rubbed as he was fucked. Jacob fucked himself on Travis's cock, moaning like a whore to the sloppy sounds of their fucking. Jacob felt greedy. He needed all of Travis's semen to make his baby and he was going to milk the man of his cum.

And milk he did. Jacob's body reached climax and it pulsated on Travis's cock, milking it and not letting it go. Travis was stuck inside Jacob's needy ass until this heat was satisfied by a few loads of baby making juice. Jacob moaned again, his member filling again as his body revved up from being in heat. That was how he found himself bent over the chair being fucked by a tormented Travis. Jacob panted and moaned, pushing himself back against that delicious dick. It took three orgasms for Jacob's body to calm down. Jacob laughed softly at how disheveled Travis was and how ridiculous that miniature heat had been. It felt good though and Jacob stretched as he slowly pulled off of Travis's dick. "I don't like letting go." Jacob admitted bashfully. He nuzzled his husband before smiling. "I love you, Travis."

It was a few days later that the League of Evil was official. Todd grinned, dressed as Radical Rayman with a Demonic Owl behind him. Sure, Travis and Rey had not been too hip on letting Quid come but Todd made it clear that having the Demonic Owl there made them look super serious. However they didn't believe his claims so they had vetoed him out. Todd had given Quidel the choice of what he wanted to do. Todd had told him to show up or not it was his choice and to be aware that the two grumpy coleaders were going to probably be salty about his being there. Well, Quidel was probably curious since Todd had been giving him the DL on what was going on and the bitch fights that Travis and Rey had because he had showed up. All of this information that Todd had sent him had come with a point scoring system that was amusingly accurate when keeping tally of the strikes that the two made. Currently however the two coleaders of the League were bitching er sorry, having a 'disagreement' on what message the League of Evil wanted to send out and hadn't noticed that there was an extra in the room. They were going to hack the television channels and some of the web casts but since Todd wasn't a part of the leadership he wasn't in on what the two were having a pissing match over. Quidel however was watching them but he didn't seem to mind Todd's borderline creepily petting of his pretty harpy feathers. Todd amused himself with examining their texture before trying to peak down Quidel's kilt only to get pushed away a little. No peeking at the prize then but petting was okay. Todd grinned before hugging Quidel and rubbing his face in all those lovely lovely feathers. Good thing the man was used to Todd's love affair with his body because while he did look down at him through the mask, he hadn't corrected his behavior yet.
 
Travis felt slightly defeated that Jacob had lied and planned on having everything ready for the baby. He should have known that he already finished it since he was being more pushy, although he was certain it was because of Rey's excessive gushing. Travis pulled out one of the chairs at the head of the table that bore the logo of Techno Mastermind on the back. If we was going to fuck his husband, he was going to do so in Rey's chair before he could waddle his pregnant ass down there to christen it himself. He had to admit that he loved Jacob in his lab coat, if partially because if anyone decided to take a peek at them, Jacob would be covered up. Only he could see that body of his. He hissed when Jacob went back into his habit of marking his neck, grumbling about how he needed to be able to cover it up before the announcement, but Jacob wouldn't listen, he never did.

Sex this time around was different, not just because of the change in his husband's body but that there were real consequences to their unprotected love making. He teased him and touched him in every way he could that would send him into a world of bliss. Thier wet sounds echoed in the furnished building knowing that they were the only two in the entire thing, both the clinic cover and the evil headquarters. He couldn't contain himself after the first orgasm and spun him around and took him in the chair. Travis had to hold onto the arm rests to keep it from leaning too far back. By the time they had finished, Travis was panting, sweat staining his shirt, Jacob's new lubrication leaving a shiny streak down the front of his pants along with the semen that had leaked out. Drops of it reached the floor and the dark fabric of the seat. His hair was a mess and hickies spread across his neck, unable to be hidden by his collar that had been stretched by Jacob's pulling during their first round. Damn it. He should have undressed too rather than watch his husband undress. He snorted with a smile and gave Jacob a kiss. "I love you too, Jacob... Next time... Try not to stain my pants. I didn't bring another pair."

Travis was the first to arrive at the League of Evil, staring at Rey's chair with a knowing smile that he had fucked his husband senseless and possibly conceived his first born there. He kept tugging his collar up to make sure it covered the hickies. He knew that it barely covered when he kept himself slouched but he knew Rey would inevitably bitch that being slouched isn't evil enough. When he arrived, Radical Rayman shown up behind him, checking his phone repeatedly.

"So you can fit through the door. Here I was thinking you got too fat and we would have to widen the entrances for you." Travis sassed when Rey sat in the chair.

"Hardy har har, I'm about to lose all this weight in a couple more weeks and you'll no longer be the prettiest girl in the class, nor the skinniest."

"So you did get onto Biggest Loser, Mr. I-Never-Successfully-Robbed-A-Bank-And-Kept-It."

"Like you're one to talk, I saw that someone had to go sneak off into another city to commit crimes because his husband sends it all back."

"I still robbed a bank. The only bank you probably successfully robbed and got away with is a sperm bank, you slut."

They both cast a gaze over at Todd who was snickering and texting before turning their attention back to each other. Rey was pulling up the programs to hack into everything, having sent his bots to all the different towers to override the broadcasts. Using a button on a remote, the city map slid away into the walls to reveal a large array of tvs, all set to the major channels. Travis had gotten up and was setting up the camera that Rey sent ahead of him, making sure it caught two of the seats they will be sitting in.

"You sure you really want to be the spokesperson for the League of Evil? They say TV adds another 15 pounds and you are already a whale."

"I'm pregnant."

"The citizens don't know that."

Rey opened his mouth to say something before shutting it with a huff. He did have a point and there was no comeback to that. He managed to squeeze into his shirt and brought Minion along to pet menacingly although the other reason was to have him block the top of his stomach that poked out just above the table. He rubbed his belly before asking if the angles were right. One of the displays that had been blank lit up with their image and they all got into position. Rey leaned pack petting Minion who purred loudly.

"Whatever, all we need to do is get the message out that League of Evil is here to challenge the League of Hero's hold on the city and threaten that our numbers are only growing."

"Yeah, because three is such a fucking scary number."

"Damn it, we are also letting other villains know that we are the League of Evil and if they want to join then they will come fucking find us. The heroes don't know how small we are."

"Except your Tom, Molly."

"He wouldn't rat us out."

"He isn't scared of us. He knows he can just whip his dick out and our all powerful leader will be on his knees." Travis waved his hands and rolled his eyes as he spoke in a mocking tone before motioning with a hand of sucking someone off. Rey glared at him from behind his goggles. "Besides, no one is scared of us because this set up is ridiculous. This isn't some 80's cartoon, this is real life. No one is going to take villains seriously if we follow every little trope out there."

"And the Heroes do not? What about the gaudy bright colors? The corny lines about protecting everyone and the ridiculous outfits?" Rey rebutted and nodded with a smile when Travis just folded his arms in defeat. "Exactly. There is a logic to all of this. I'm sure that most of the heroes don't give a shit about us as regular people and are just as boring as the rest of the world when they aren't in their masks, now get behind me and shut the fuck up. You too Todd. And stay off your phone!" Rey huffed as he focused on the laptop and began the broadcast. The screens all began to distort until their image appeared. The two co-leaders did not notice Quid standing in the corner nor his approach behind them at the start of their broadcast.

"Don't turn off your screens. I am the technical genius, Techno Mastermind and I have hacked all of the stations on all the channels as well as every streaming device currently operating within the city boundaries." He paused as he pet Minion. "Go ahead, change the channels, open another app, and know that we are everywhere! For we have formed the ultimate counterpart to the League of Heroes. We are the end to their beginning, the bad to their good, the ultimate union of all that is evil comprised of the arch nemeses of all your beloved heroes... The League of Evil!" Rey spoke dramatically, as he pet Minion, until he finished with his fist being thrust in the air. The Magician nodded as he tapped his cane on his shoulder. He glanced over at the screen and sighed, his hickies were visible again.

The hickies weren't the only thing he noticed. Standing behind them, towering over all of them as the Demon Owl. Travis looked over his shoulder and jumped away, Minion catching on leap out of Rey's arms.

"Minion! Get back here!" Rey snapped at the fleeing cat before looking at Travis and then over his shoulder before jumping in his seat. He clutched his chest panting, "Jesus fucking Christ. You scared the shit out of me." He looked up at the screens realizing they were still broadcasting. He was mad that he shown up regardless of their orders but he had to maintain face. "Yes." He cleared his throat. "You are just seeing a select few of the League of Evil. I, the evil genius Techo Mastermind, the mischievous rebel Radical Rayman, the ever elusive Magician, and the fire fiend from hell himself, the Demon Owl. So fear us, citizens of Boxton! For we will work to undermine and defeat your precious League of Heros and rule your petty city with an iron fist of evil!" Rey let out a slow chuckle before leaning forward doing the pyramid of evil contemplation with his fingers. "You see but four of us here but our numbers are growing." He let out a laugh and ended the transmission. He waited for a moment to make sure it was over before jumping of the seat and pointing at Todd and Quidel. "God damn it, Todd! Didn't we tell you that he isn't supposed to be here?" He held his belly protectively as he inched away. Travis was nodding as the two of them backed away from them. "I nearly pissed myself, I got so startled the kittens started to act up."

"Exactly as Molly said! He is not part of this group! How do you know we can trust him? He just fucks with people to terrorize them. I have seen numerous support groups for his victims! Half of them have PTSD from that feathery bastard!"

Quidel nodded slowly at the remark. He was well aware of the consequences of his actions but he had too much fun doing so and he didn't plan on stopping. Besides, he felt that quite a few of them deserved it.
 
Russel Murris was listening to the news while he did some paperwork when he heard the take over broadcast. He perked, looking over and sort of smiling when he saw Rey. Sure he wasn't in a place that would allow him to make too much comment, since he was admiring his handy work by watching Curtis struggle to help customers with an egg deeply lodged inside of him. The man was going good at hiding his sexual torture but Russel was going to have to torment him more by sucking him off behind the counter as he helped customers. Of course he would have to change the counter a little so that he could do so without his bunny being arrested but that wouldn't stop him. The news flashed off and the villain known as Techno Mastermind began speaking about the new League of Evil. Russel hummed before looking at a startled Curtis. Russel wasn't worried since he had made a deal with the League that bunny's territory was neutral. No one would be making his bunny's life harder. Russel looked over the four members before standing up. "Bunny." He gave the man a kiss on the cheek. "Would you mind terribly if I checked out the wives club?" He flicked his eyes to the screen before looking back. "If I don't agree with what they are doing then I will come back but I have to admit I am curious."

Meanwhile in a different part of the city, the villain called the Richer was watching television in his scheduled play time with daddy before he had to go to work. Rusty Spoon, as was his real name startled when his cartoons switched off and a group of villains switched on. Rusty watched them curiously, looking over each villain and guessing their age range before pausing at the Demon Owl. He had seen the morph before and had cocked his head at the morph when he had swooped up a victim in front of him. He had been holding his cardboard lair at the time and they had exchanged glances before Rusty had walked away. It wasn't any of his business what the morph had been doing and since there wasn't murder it wasn't Rusty's problem to report it. After all, no one would have believe him that the Demon Owl had just looked at him and let him go. Rusty thought it was because it was glaringly obvious that he was homeless so the morph knew he had nothing of value to steal. Rusty looked over at his daddy before huffing. "I think it would be nice to be in a group of other supers. Villainy wasn't all that great but it was nice to have a group."

In another part of the city a homeless man watched the screen of villains intrigued. It was always nice to see other supers and while he didn't give a shit about a city that was one of the rings of hell. He did want to find his brother. Running his hands through his plain black hair he checked the screen for a xenomorph knock off. He didn't see one but some asshole knocked into him and his mind went off. Loud yelling in his head went off and he found himself repeating the words just to make them stop. It wasn't even a language he spoke. He blinked as his turned hellfire red and he whipped around at the man who had shoved into him, repeating all of his misdeeds to human kind in his home language. Once the power of the devil's touch released him. He ran. After all his name was Devlin Pahana Murris. His mother had named him well after all. Devlin, 'decendant of the unlucky one' Pahana, 'lost white brother' and both of his names unironically described his situation. He was the lost white skinned pale brother of his brown average brother. Devlin hid in a small shelter he had found. Did Russel know where he was? Devlin was so lost he didn't know if anyone knew where he was. Russel was probably looking for him but it wasn't like Devlin knew if he was even in the city. He couldn't imagine him staying home with their whore of a mother.

Venedict hummed at the telecast that Rey had put out. He snorted in laughter as the Demon Owl showed up knowing the behind the scenes story of him being Todd's lover. He was just glad the morph and him didn't have to tangle all that often since central territory wasn't somewhere the morph often visited. Venedict texted his lover's phone while the announcement was going on, joking about all the evil he would be vanquishing in their lair later. He hummed a moment more before he got a text from Victoria who had apparently been laughing her ass off. Because or so she said, she had 'nothing to fear if that fan boy is leading the charge'.

Todd couldn't help but snicker at the bitching of both villains when the cameras were off. Of course Rey's tirade was cut short by his mother-in-law calling him to check on him and the kittens. Todd could tell who it was because of how nice the pregnant man was being and the magic light up word of meatloaf. Todd rolled his eyes and looked at Travis, "Oh and what about the support group you have of people who have lost their shit seeing someone disintegrate before their very eyes? Because that does exist Mr. Sandman. Besides, the Demon Owl follows the rules that we set for the League. He doesn't kill anyone. He is in a committed relationship so he isn't gonna try to steal Jacob away from you." Todd blinked back at Quid, "I'm not even sure he even likes most people sexually. So he's really not gonna steal your man. However I don't think anyone can steal Jacob away from you, 'Mr. Best Husband Ever'. Pretty sure I saw your man moving in up top and we all know what that means. Means you got your boy pregnant with a baby and are gonna be joining Rey in the parent club. Besides dude, pretty sure you shit rainbows right now to your hubby cause he was just gushing upstairs when I came in."

Todd held up his hands for Quid to pick him up. He almost swore he heard the eye roll when Quid did pick him up. "Oh my god you're so soft. I just want to rub my face all over you." Todd looked over his shoulder when he heard Rey get off the phone with his mother-in-law. "Got your meatloaf delivery settled? Cause that's pretty much all I ever hear about around you is Mama Lowe's meatloaf and pregnancy problems." He grinned under Quid's chin before he huffed amused. "He's so upset all the time because he's having kittens." Todd giggled, "Having kittens? Get it because he's so salty?" He wiggled a bit before Quid gave up on holding him and put Todd down. "Why has no one made that joke? Because it is perfect for this."
 
Curtis had been been struggling with work, focusing on his breathing to hide his torment. At least now he wasn't getting any more weird looks from customers. When the League of Evil's announcement came on, Curtis stopped what he was doing and was watching. The Villains were joining forces? It seemed Lionman's nemesis turned lover was in charge and seemed serious about taking over the city. From the few uncomfortable conversations he had with his coworker, he didn't feel threatened by Techno's threats but if they have the Demon Owl with them, that's a whole other thing, especially if the other villains seemed frightened of him as well. Although, that background seemed awfully familiar... He turned over to Russel who caught his attention with a kiss. "Wives club?" He looked back at the tv and then Russel. "Well, I don't know how I feel about that but if you approve of them, then... Then I suppose I can too, sir." He smiled and gave him another kiss.

Robert was watching Rusty play in front of the TV as he read the paper. Since he couldn't watch the news because it is boring, at least he will read it when Rusty is distracted by cartoons. He peeked over the paper when it changed and Rusty whined that his cartoons were cut off. He didn't like that the villains were banding together. They were a pain when they were running solo but if they organized themselves it would be different. He looked at Rusty who seemed eager to make friends. Robert folded his paper and let out a heavy sigh. He wanted Rusty to stay away from villainy not run to it, however, he cannot deny him the desire to be around other supers. The League of Heroes helped him out since he had someone to talk to about his abilities, but the Richer wouldn't be welcome there. "Come here," he spoke before having Rusty sit in his lap. "If I let you go make friends with the other villains, will you promise me that you will behave? No committing crimes, no getting into trouble." He thought for a moment before setting down some ground rules. He would be permitted to join the League of Evil but can only be there during his working hours. He will tell him where they are located, not to give the information to the League of Heroes but to drop him off and pick him up. And since he has been good, he'll buy him a new cellphone so he can call Daddy whenever he needs to.

Rey checked his phone and grinned at the text from Lionman. Looks like they are going to be having some super sex when he gets home. It would be even hotter now since he is one of the leaders of the League of Evil. Travis caught onto what the text was and starting up with the name calling in his direction until Rey's phone went off. While Rey was talking, Travis frown at Todd's accusations. He heard that some people didn't cope well but it isn't like he is dead, they see him again. It isn't his fault that some people cannot handle being around supers.

Quidel however listened in on the whole conversation quietly. He gave a small nod at Todd's assumption that he doesn't have sexual interest in others, which was partially true. He didn't act on it most of the time and there really was no threat of him going after another man, he didn't find them attractive, except for one who keeps fondling his feathers. He rolled his eyes when Todd bounced on his toes and held his arms up to be carried. He lifted him and almost regretted it and rubbing his face into his feathers. It was strange to have someone so fixated on it. Todd's wiggling in his arms gave away his intentions since he ground into him, no doubt trying to figure out what his package was like while transformed. Obviously, constantly swatting his hands away and pushing him back was not enough of a hint.

A few days later, Quidel hatched a plan. Since Todd is always being a creep it was time that he returned the favor. It wasn't like he was unused to stalking people, hiding in the shadows and building up suspense before jumped them. The difference here is that Todd never seemed disturbed by his antics as the Demon Owl, but rather seemed drawn in by them. Through Todd's constant chatter, Quidel had worked out his class schedule and then it was just a matter of research to find out the classrooms, map of the campus and office hours. Quidel shut his laptop and stared at his massive collection of horror movies as he went over his plan in his head one last time. He drove to the campus and checked his notes. He had flown over the campus before but the perspective is different and he never went inside the buildings. He circled around one of the buildings and looked up at one of the windows. Bingo.

Quidel stood beside a tree and watched Todd through the window as he was taking notes. It was a lucky shot that he had a window seat. Partway through the lecture he saw Todd turn his gaze outside, the moment he looked forward, he hid behind the tree that was large enough to conceal his frame. 10 more minutes and he would move to the next position. He waited around the corner watching, waiting. When the students piled out he hid, peeking to see which direction Todd was moving in. Then he followed.

Quidel kept a good distance between the two of them as he pulled out one of his feathers. As they passed another hallway, he stepped forward, reaching the feather across the gap and stroking it on Todd's cheek. When his hand went to the feather on instinct, he dropped it, sidestepped down the hall they passed and went down the stairwell. He watched Todd through a window during his next class before he headed to the bathroom to kill time. He sat in one of the stalls browsing internet forums when he heard someone come in. Shit. Classes got out and he lost track of time, but it seems luck was on his side. He could hear the man's hushed voice, a voice he knew well.

Quidel tucked his phone in his pocket before slamming open the stall door. He took slow even steps, his heavy boots echoing in the nearly empty bathroom until he stopped in front of the one occupied stall. He heard the click of the lock as Todd tried to open the door. He slammed his fist against the door, holding it shut before dropping another feather over the door. Once the feather was dropped he took three quick steps to reach the door and bolted. The last thing in his plan was that he would ambush him when he got back to his dorm. Quid was glad that he had done some reconnaissance and had latched a rope to the roof by Todd's dorm window. It didn't take him long to scale his way to the second floor, push open the window and slide in. He stood in the corner behind the door, waiting for Todd to return from his classes. He felt his phone vibrate but he ignored it. He listened to the door unlock and watched Todd rush in. Quidel slammed the door shut behind him and blocked his exit, raising an eyebrow at the choice of words that exited his mouth. His eyes dropped from Todd's flushed face to the painfully obvious bulge in his jeans. So he did really enjoy this sort of thing, and quite a bit by the looks of it.
 
Todd was being hunted and tormented. At first he thought he was seeing things when he caught a glimpse of long black hair before it disappeared behind a tree when he looked out the window. That wasn't much to go on, since yes it was odd but it could have been any student or staff member. Next he felt a feather brush against his cheek. He knew that feather. No other creature, animal or morph had quite the same feel. He had looked and felt over many feathers but none were ever so soft as Quidel's feathers. He looked around for the morph before going to his next class. Todd couldn't focus and he texted Quidel a few times but didn't receive a response. After class he went into the bathroom, muttering about the feeling of being hunted.

This however was not the best idea. He heard another person in the bathroom so he couldn't exactly start masturbating right here. He startled at the slam of the stall door before hearing slow even footsteps. They reminded him a lot of Quid's footsteps and so he went to open up the stall door. The door however was slammed into and held shut before Todd got his second feather of the day. Todd flushed but as soon as he could he ran out the stall door and looked around. It had to be Quid hunting him. Todd felt flush and groaned as adjusted himself. He would have to forgo the last class he had because he couldn't focus or be decent. Quidel had to be hunting him but where the hell was that man when he needed him. Todd headed back to his room. Yes, he would head back there and relieve himself since he was being tormented so.

However Todd did not expect the man of his tormented fantasies to be on the other side of his door in his dorm room. "Ahh! Erection!" Todd practically shouted at the man, earning him a snort in reply. It wasn't like he could help it. The man melted his brain into mush just by being his tall sexy predatory self. Todd pushed his hand down to his crotch before sighing in relieve. "Oh good still there. I was worried I was going to be reenacting a South Park episode." Or perhaps that song about jizzing in his pants. He however was not going to say that especially to the man who calmly asked him if he had eaten any gluten. Todd snorted, Quidel would get that reference wouldn't he? "No but now I kind of wish I had gotten you for breakfast." Todd replied. Quidel of course was not to be done over and told Todd that he was to be lunch. Shit. Todd's brain disappeared for a second before he smiled. "I am? What good deed did I do today for that?" Quidel then told him how he was late to philosophy class and Todd huffed annoyed at the professor. "Yeah fuck philosophy. That swamp ball monster said I couldn't solve world hunger with a laser. I totally can though. Rey said he'd help me make a prototype because my plans were sound."

Apparently Quid did not appreciate Todd's passionate speak about world hunger curing lasers because he just raised an eyebrow then stared a moment before telling Todd plainly that he had missed the point. Right. Oh. Oh! "Oh god! You were looming and I was.... Oh man! Did I ruin the mood?" Quidel simply pointed out that he knew Todd's schedule and they could try again. Right. Like he was going to just let Quidel walk out that door when they hadn't seen each other in a few days and Quid was obviously feeling frisky....or just making Todd feel frisky. Regardless. Todd was not going to let this opportunity go to waste. "But I was going to masturbate and you're here. Like you are waaaaay better than masturbation. Way way waaaaay better." Todd paused a moment before perking. "Oh. You were hunting me right?"

Quidel nodded at Todd's question. Todd practically purred an 'oh'. Being hunted by someone who he knew could but wouldn't hurt him was exciting in ways that he could never begin to describe. Todd could feel his blood heating as he watched Quidel slowly stalk closer. Didn't Todd see that Quidel had been watching? Perhaps he had noticed that Quidel had followed him into the bathroom? Those were the first slow questions before Quidel took another slow step forward. To be fair though, Quidel had already been in the bathroom when Todd had gotten in there so that last question really didn't count. However, Todd was not going to let a little thing like logic ruin this for him so he let it go.

Perhaps Todd had not gotten Quidel's feathers? Todd moaned as he felt Quidel drag his nails along Todd's jaw. Shit. Quidel was fucking amazing at this. Todd started panting as his blood seemed to boil. Each step closer Todd felt a little more like prey. "I did. I did get your feathers. I have them in my bag. They were too pretty to be left behind." Todd watched as Quidel pressed up against him. Maybe Quidel's silent watching wasn't enough the other man spoke the words softly, perhaps he would have to 'be more obvious'. Todd felt Quidel's hands land on either side of him when he was backed into the wall.

Todd loved the attention and focus that Quidel was giving him right then. It felt as if the man's whole world had been narrowed down to just Todd and his odd fantasy of being prey to a mighty apex predator. Todd licked his lips, glad that his lover was a very patient man. He moaned a moment before finally finding his voice, if it was a bit more husky than normal with lust. "Perhaps you should be more obvious but you also said that prey didn't get to choose."
 
If you ever expected someone to react in a "normal" fashion, it would not be Todd. The blatant yelling "erection" when he was startled was proof, along with the checking himself to see if he somehow reacted the way construction paper cutout cartoon characters would. He may not be much of a tv person but South Park was one he enjoyed, if only because of the frequency of Kenny's demise, which sadly doesn't occur as much as it used to and thus knew what episode he was referencing. "Did you eat any gluten?" He asked dully, amused and slightly distracted from his original goal. When Todd mentioned he wanted him for breakfast, Quid took a step forward and spoke in a low tone. "You're lunch." He frowned slightly when Todd acted as if he was being rewarded. Once again, breaking from what he expected him to react even though he wasn't even expecting anything normal. "No. You are skipping your philosophy class. Why would you be rewarded for that?" Instead of putting them back on track, the Todd Express derailed once more into a rant about lasers. He raised an impatient brow feeling the tension that he had been building up quickly fade. "You missed the point."

There it is. The slow turning of the hamster wheel of thought that brought Todd to the realization on what he was trying to accomplish. By now the mood was mostly ruined and without telling Todd so, just suggested they try to do it again. He looked away and hid a smirk at the revelation that Todd had been planning on masturbating. That was more like what he was coming to expect from him, although he was awfully blunt about it. If he wanted to still try, then he would to. He took slow steps towards Todd who backed away slowly towards a wall. "Did you not notice me watching? Did you not notice me following you into the bathroom? Did you not find my feathers?" He reached forward and roughly dragged his nails on his chin, watching Todd's face light up and a shift in his breathing pattern. He flicked his nail harder across his chin as he stared him down. Once he had him cornered, he slammed his hands on the wall, trapping him. "Perhaps I need to be more obvious..."

Quid watched Todd struggled below him. It took him awhile to respond and when he did it sent Quid's mind rolling in another direction. He did say that before, although he had to admit that was because he didn't know quite what to say. He was given permission to do what he wanted and he ran with it, denying Todd even a choice, but this was different. He instigated it and the little suggestions that Todd had given him was both helpful and fun. After a moment he cupped his face and stared into his eyes as he thought before finally speaking. "You're special. What do you want?" When the question seemed to confuse the flustered college coed, so he clarified. "I don't want to overstep my bounds... and hurt you." He stroked his cheek before the point hit home.

"Do you want to write it down?" Quid suggested after Todd began stuttering. After he got a nod he found a notebook and pen and handed them to Todd who began to draw out crude stick figures. After a while of long awkward pauses and interpretation of the various drawings Quidel finally got a picture on what Todd wanted in their relationship sexually. He flipped through the drawings of a stick figure being swooped up to a "love nest", having a bow and another with wings that wore a crown. "So you want em to chase you down, swoop you from a crowd and take you back somewhere to have my way with you?" He paused for a moment before adding, "but to pretend as if I don't know you...." He waited patiently as Todd went back to drawing more stick figures after being told he was only mostly right. Most of the drawings, if not all of them were him in harpy form. As much as he wanted to indulge Todd in his eccentricities he didn't feel comfortable enough to really transform just to have sex. Sure, Rey seems to enjoy having sex with a morph but something tells him that Lionman's transformation was less... gruesome. Quidel's transformations were always painful. Transforming into the owl caused more than feathers to grow, but his facial structure changed, flesh tore and rehealed, blood and bits of flesh fell from his forming claws and talons. Turning back was similar but with a complete shedding of all his feathers in a massive molt. It was unpleasant and even if he was feeling frisky before hand, the pain would have sobered him out of it, not that he was going to tell Todd, especially since he was sure that he expected other parts of his anatomy to change when they didn't.

After a few more pictures and questions on his part, Quidel gave Todd his assessment. "Ok. So you are the prized prey that all the predators are after and I claim you as my own by being better than the others." He tapped the pictures before asking what Todd didn't want. He figured out that he didn't want anything with body fluids, besides the obvious, being in real dangers, being used by others, and permanent marks. "I don't know about the last one. When I swoop, I use my talons and they are sharp... accidents happen." He let out a small sigh of relief that scratches are fine before Todd seemed to have found his voice once again. Having his neck held, being pinned down, restrained, safe words, and even having a collar. "We'll come to that later..." Quidel muttered when Todd brought up the topic of being photographed. He wasn't sure about taking pictures either. It wasn't like he wanted people to think he leaned towards that way, it was just Todd he was interested in. Besides, he saw how Todd could hack into Rey's phone, what happened if any of their photos got leaked? That was not something he cared for.

"I have one request," Quidel finally spoke after a long pause. If he was catering to Todd's fetishes and fantasies, he was going to get something for himself. "I get to watch you... do your thing, when I'm not around. Start... to finish." He couldn't get himself to say the words but when it went over Todd's head, he came out with it more bluntly. "Masturbate. What did you think?" He looked away embarrassed that he was asking another man to masturbate in front of him but he wanted to see how Todd did it. He was a creep and a stalker, it had to be different than just sitting there and tugging away and he wanted to see it. When he was asked if he wanted to see it all, he nodded. "Yes. Don't think I didn't notice you sniffing my shirt." He waited patiently and nodding when Todd asked if he even wanted to hear what he said during it. "As if I am not here." Todd began blushing further and seemed uncomfortable by asking not to be judged as well as be silent. Quidel raised a brow and blinked slowly at him before he watched him close the blinds and fish out a box. He didn't mean get started right there, just that he wanted to see it at some point but since he was getting started, he wasn't going to stop him.

Where did Todd get so many of those feathers? When did that pair of gloves go missing? Is that his shirt? So many questions started to come to mind as he watched him get ready. It was odd that he wore a collar, but it made sense since he requested it in their non-talk about sexual preference. He watched as Todd spread out the feathers on his bed and put sand filled bags into his stolen gloves. The blinds blocked out most of the light in the room and Quid found himself relying on his eyes to see clearly. They lit up as he watched Todd rest one of the gloves on his arm as he fucked himself with a vibrator, muttering his name and claiming him to be his. He was rough with himself and moaned loudly until he came. Quidel's eyes flared brighter as Todd panted, static arching from his body to the sheets in the dark. He lit up almost like a sparkler, something he didn't notice when he had been with him before. Then again, he wasn't looking at his entire body but he knew what those sparks felt like and his pants tightened at the memory.

Todd shifted, parting his legs and had the sand filled gloves hold them apart before fucking himself again. He watched as Todd scratched himself muttering about being filled, tormented, devoured, eaten and loved. He watched as he smelled the pilfered clothes and Quidel found himself lost in the fantasy that was in Todd's head. He may have killed the mood earlier, but watching him go so far as to have stolen his clothes and using them as props for masturbation was different. It was surreal and completely unlike what you see in movies, comics and books. He just sat there and watched as Todd reached a second climax, panting heavily. The static from his second orgasm was stronger than the first. Once he heard the vibrator turn off as Todd rested, Quidel stood. He fished into his pocket, pulling out the condom he had tucked away for when he ambushed Todd in his room. He unzipped his pants and freed his erection, placing the rubber over his cock as he stood over Todd, eyes glowing bright red. When Todd didn't seem to notice, he slipped his hands under the gloves and pushed them away, grabbing onto him tightly spreading them further and lifting his ass higher, catching his attention.

Quidel covered Todd's mouth as he started to stammer something out before dragging his nails across his neck and chest. He tossed the used vibrator aside on the bed and thrust into him with a grunt. He stared him down as he thrust slowly but forcefully into him. He slowly picked up his pace, hand gripped around Todd's neck but being sure he could still breathe as he fucked him. Every time Todd started to get loud he would squeeze his neck tighter before leaning forward. "No one can hear you but me." He pulled away, quickly dragging his nails across his chest leaving welts before grabbing his hips and slamming into him, pegging his prostate. The cheap dorm bed creaked and slammed into the wall. Feeling himself getting closer, he reached forward and wrapped his fingers around the collar, loosening it enough to slip his fingers in and used it to pull him up into his arms. He kissed him deeply before squeezing his ass tightly, nails digging into the plump flesh. He bounced him on his cock as he moved him to the desk. With a single sweep of his arm, he knocked all the supplies and books onto the floor before having Todd support himself on the desk. His thrusts became harder until he came, slowing down and pulling out to discard the condom. He took one look at the already dazed look on Todd's face as he tossed the used rubber into the trash bin.

"I'm not finished devouring lunch," Quidel spoke as he pulled out a second condom. He didn't know why but Todd's display of possessiveness and wearing his clothes was sending him over the edge. He wanted to fuck him again but the shirt was blocking the welts he left. He tossed Todd's stolen shirt onto the floor before turning him around and holding his head against the cold, plain white walls. For once he was glad that he was so tall, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fuck Todd from behind while he is on his knees on a desk. He thrust into him, using one hand to hold his head still as the other dug the nails into his back. The room was full of Todd's moans, the sound of damp flesh pounding and the subtle sound of static electricity. He could see Todd's eyes rolling in his head as the lamp on the desk began to erratically flicker. Quidel cast a glance at it before grinning behind Todd's back. So if he got his riled up he can power different electronics nearby. That was interesting. The electrical current of his body added extra stimulation that brought him to climax sooner than he wanted. He pulled out panting as he let go of Todd's head, his cheek had an imprint of the wall's surface. His back, chest and ass was covered in red welts from his scratches, bruising from where he had grabbed onto him and flushed from the four orgasms he had. A part of him felt proud to mess someone up like that but he supposed it was only because of Todd, after all, who else would turn on a lamp without touching in when you are balls deep in their ass? He learns something new every time he is with him.
 
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Todd panted as Quidel told him that he was special. What did he want? Todd supposed he should be more clear but he pondered that for a moment too long. The stroke to his cheek flustered him a little. Todd was never one to brush off affectionate touches. He shivered a moment before starting to stutter. It was hard for Todd to tell the man who he had been fantasizing for months about all of his wants. He could easily talk about what he didn't like since every time he tried to he ended up stuttering. Even with the drawing it took Quidel a while to figure out what he wanted. Todd felt bad now that he was really thinking about it because a large portion of his fantasies revolved around the Demon Owl. Of course he had six months of very very focused stalking to make all of these fantasies whereas he didn't have quite that long with Quidel as himself. He would though if Quidel kept being a rock star sex god every time they had sex.

Todd blinked away his musing when Quidel mentioned that he did have a request. It made sense since the man would be feeding most if not all of Todd's wildest dreams. Hell, the man often exceeded them. However when he said he wanted to see Todd do his thing, Todd paused. "You mean like what?" He blushed when Quidel mentioned how he noticed Todd sniffing his shirt. It wasn't like Todd could really help himself. The man smelled delicious. He smelled of campfires and darkest delights. That was probably the best way to describe it but Quidel probably would look at him weird if he told the man that's what he smelled like. Todd blushed, "You smell good....smells like your mine." There was a long pause before Todd realized that Quidel had been staring at him for an answer, "Oh....um of course. But....You wanted to see all of it? Including my er...words?" When Quidel confirmed that yes, he wanted to see all of what Todd did when he wasn't there. Right....okay. Todd could do this. He was a total slut when it came to masterbating by himself. "Could you perhaps be quiet while I do it?" Todd flushed even redder, "And please don't judge me."

Todd moved then from where he had been sitting to close the blinds. He didn't like how open the windows were and didn't want anyone seeing anything that he wasn't showing off. He pulled out a wooden box from under his bed and set it on top. He pulled out a patch of feathers he had confiscated when he had followed and visited Quidel. He loved the feel of them and perhaps one day Quid would let him just lay on top of him while he was all harpy-ed out. He then pulled out a large shirt that he had snitched from Quidel that day he had stalked him at the zoo. Todd pulled off his own clothing quickly, sliding on Quidel's shirt and pulling out a pair of Quid's gloves, a collar that Todd had bought himself and finally the most important part....a vibrator with a remote. Todd filled the gloves with some sand bags that he made to give them some weight. It wouldn't feel like Quid was holding him down, but Todd could pretend and the weight of the sand made it more real. Todd put on his collar then he lubed himself up.

Todd placed one of the gloves over one of his arm, laying so that his skin touched the feathers without them getting dirty. Using a remote, he turned on the vibrator and slid it slowly into his body. He liked to start out slowly but he never kept it slow. Instead, he started fucking himself roughly. He roughly panted out Quid's name before starting a chant of 'mine.' He slowly repeated the word until he pressed the button to turn the vibrator on high and started fucking himself hard. It was never as good as the real thing but he still found himself climaxing without once touching his dick. Sparks fluttered across his skin and harmlessly dissipated into the sheets. Once was never enough and he switched the vibrator onto low before rearranging himself into a different position. He sat up onto his knees, spreading his legs apart before placing the gloves to hold them. Todd moaned, taking the handle of the vibrator and setting it to top speed. He used his free hand to scratch his chest and body through his shirt. He loved the torment of the scratches and little pains. Todd purred, "So good. Fill me all the way up. Torment me. Love me. Devour me. Eat me all up." He was prey after all and he loved it. Another climax rippled through him, sparks flashing over his skin as he came. Turning the vibrator off, Todd left in in as he laid back onto the bed. He was panting and had sort of forgotten that Quidel was there until the man came over.

Red eyes glowed as Quidel stood over him but Todd was in a daze and sort of not really caring. He felt the gloves be pushed off of him and his ass raised up. Todd blushed starting to stutter an apology for what he didn't exactly know until Quidel covered his mouth. Todd watched as the larger man scratched down his neck and chest. However Todd couldn't help the whorish sounds when Quidel slid his lovely dick inside of him. It was so hot and much better than the vibrator the Quid had discarded. Todd felt the firm but non constricting hold on his neck and shivered. Each thrust was perfect, hitting the blonde's prostate like Quid had a roadmap to success. However Quid wasn't quite done. He lifted Todd up, using Todd's collar as a hold to pull him close and kiss him deeply. Fuck yes. Todd moaned in the man's mouth before feeling those hands roughly on his ass. Todd was carried to one of the desks in the dorm and with one clean sweep Quidel cleared off the whole desk. This was of course all while he expertly fucked Todd. Todd held onto the desk desperately as Quidel started to fuck him harder and harder. It was hard to be quiet but Quidel seemed to have to keep reminding Todd that he couldn't exactly sound like the whore in heat that he was. Todd climax came once more as he felt Quid flood his condom inside of him. The high that he was floating from his session with Quid made him watch dazedly as Quidel threw the used condom in the trash.

Quidel however wasn't done with him. Todd blushed as Quidel tore open another condom and slid it onto his dick into Todd's well used hole. Todd moaned as he was pushed up against the wall. It was like he was a toy again. Quidel was using his nails and scratching up Todd's back while pushing Todd's face against the wall. Most people would probably think that this was abusive but Todd loved it. Sparks flew over his skin and in the back of his mind he noticed that the lamp was flickering.

Todd relaxed when Quidel pulled out of him and got rid of the spent condom. That wouldn't do. Todd shifted slowly, staring at the larger man before pushing him back onto the chair. Todd slid onto his lap before grabbing the man's spent penis. A growl left him when Quid told him plainly that it wasn't going in him again until he had a condom on it. Todd hated to but he moved off Quid and went to the other side of the room where his roommate kept his stash of condoms. He grabbed a few since his roommate was a cheapskate and got free condoms of all sizes from all over. Todd opened up on and tried to slide it on Quidel's dick before it ripped in half from the pressure of containing all that did. Todd did this two more times before finally finding one that was the right size. With the mighty dick contained, Todd climbed back onto Quidel's lap and slid himself back onto the man's cock. It wasn't like he was going to use it for sex. Not right now anyway. Each time the other man tried to pull away, Todd growled at him. It didn't take long for the older man to give up and start looking around. With the other man now understanding that Todd had his dick hostage and he was keeping it in him for a while, Todd began to slowly take some of his semen and sign his name on Quidel's stomach. He felt the man watch him but he wasn't protesting any of Todd's claiming. They remained like that for a bit until they heard the door open.

Tod felt a blanket placed over him while he sat in Quid's lap. His roommate, who Todd had the pleasure of rooming with for four years now since no one else could seem to stay sane around him, walked into the room. The other man sighed, looking at the chaos of the dorm room. "Really dude? I understand you're a freaky man but still. My desk?" Todd blushed a bit but it wasn't like he could say. 'Yeah sorry, I was being fucked too hard to care about it being your desk'. He watched as his roommate picked a book up off the floor. "But whatever. I'm going to the SO's house. Glad to see you found a gay guy who can put up with you though." Quidel however surprised Todd. He said that he wasn't really gay that he just liked Todd. Todd blinked and watched his roommate shrug. "Whatever floats your boat man. Just keep your sex off my desk next time." His roommate left out the door and locked it behind him. Todd looked up at Quidel for a moment. He wasn't really gay? That was worrying. Because Todd was not a woman and would never be one since he liked his cock a lot.

That was something to think about later. Right now Todd had recovered. While yes, he was sore he couldn't exactly let his moment of Quid being inside of him go to waste. Nor the condom that Todd had worked so hard to find and fit onto that monster dick. So Todd couldn't really help himself when he slowly but surely started to fuck himself on the man's dick. It was slow going since he had been wrecked by Quid earlier but eventually he felt the man get hard inside of him. Todd moaned, pushing himself up against Quid's chest and stealing a kiss. The larger man didn't seem to mind the slow fuck nor did he mind that Todd's collar that was still on. Todd moaned however when Quid decided that he needed to move things along a little and help lift Todd up. Their slow fuck didn't last long either since Todd's sparks were showing up once more and he had already had four orgasms. He climaxed for the fifth time onto Quid's body and satisfied melted into the man. He would deal with the not really gay thing later.

It was three days before Todd put his plan into action. Mostly because he had to wait until he could walk right since Quidel had rocked his world. The man had been stoic as always but Todd could swear he felt the man's amusement when he had seen him walk...or even try to sit down. So on the third day, Todd had gone goodwill shopping and had gotten treasures. Armed with body tape and a corset, he tucked his member away tightly before putting on supporting underwear and the corset. First came the slinky black dress with the spaghetti straps. Then Todd put on the pick crop top that left one shoulder exposed. Finally he finished off his outfit with a pair of pink leg warmers that went to his knees and heels. Make-up took a while longer but Todd was an old hat at make-up since he had practiced many times when he was younger. The wig matched his hair perfectly and with a kiss to his mirror, he grabbed his purse and set out. He had bought a session pass to the zoo since now that he knew that his boyfriend worked there, he would be coming by more often.

He pulled out his map that Quidel had made him before lazily hacking into the security camera and checking to see that the map and the man's schedule lined up. Sure enough they did and Todd walked confidently to where he knew Quid would be next. There wasn't many people about but it wasn't really all that late in the day. Todd texted Quid a moment before changing to his camera app and taking a selfie of his look. Normally he wouldn't do that but he was damn proud at how well he pulled it off. He saved the picture for later before walking up to the fence. He saw Quid turn and notice him but he didn't think the man really noticed him. Not a big deal since he was working at the moment.

Todd waited a bit longer before Quidel came out of the back area. Almost lunch time then. Todd sashayed up to the taller man before smirking. Quidel didn't seem sure what to make of him. That was fine too. "Hey gorgeous. You come around here often? How's about you take a girl like me on a date?" Todd paused a moment before frowning and going from his husky trying-hard-to-sound-female voice to his regular voice. "Shit. Or was it my turn to take you out?" He looked over at Quidel who was giving him an odd look. Todd coughed before going back to his husky voice, "No matter. They tell me once you go native you don't go back." He got a snort for that. "Take me to your teepee. I bet we can make smoke signals." Todd made a kiss at him before patting his large hair, "You know what they say about big hair....big personality. How about our tribes meet for a powwow and we have peace talks. Pieces of you in pieces of me that is. Maybe I could even smoke on that peace pipe of yours. I've heard the natives have the best pipes."
 
Quid took Todd's hint at being pushed into the chair. The smaller man didn't have the strength to really push him, but he understood he wanted him seated, so he sat. He didn't mind either that Todd was climbing onto his lap, he seemed rather clingy the last time they had sex. However, once he noticed him positioning himself he gave a slight frown and placed a hand firmly on his chest. "No. Only if I am wearing a condom." He watched as Todd went through various condoms, raising a brow at how many tore. He sat there inside Todd for a minute before he shifted in his seat only to be growled at. It wasn't very threatening coming from Todd but he backed down. He shifted again and once more was growled at. Resigning to letting Todd have his way, especially since he isn't causing trouble or being overly ridiculous, he looked around. It was clear which parts were Todd's and which was the roommate's given that there were quite a bit of 80's nostalgia in certain areas. He turned his attention to Todd who was touching his stomach. He watched silently as he scooped up his own semen and began tracing out his name on his stomach. A raise brow questioned why he was doing that but then again, this is Todd and he does what he does and no one knows why. He heard footsteps in the hall, a set that slowed as it got closer. He reached over to the nearest bed and pulled a blanket over Todd. He was completely nude after all and no one needed to see his dick in his ass.

Quidel watched as the roommate took in the mess that is the room and complain about their usage of his desk. It wasn't like he was in a position to ask at the time, there were more pressing matters at hand then. When the words "gay guy" came out of his mouth, Quidel had to protest. He didn't swing that way and watching gay porn did nothing for him, that is unless there was a tan blond twink in there that had some resemblance to Todd, but even then...

"Not gay," he corrected after giving a slow shake of his head. "Just Todd." He didn't really know the man and he wasn't the type to share personal things, besides, it is hard to explain that the thing that seemed to draw him into Todd was the odd behavior, persistence, and borderline psychotic obsession of his. It reminded him of some obscure horror of a stalker forcing his 'love' to marry him by holding her captive. When the roommate left, he put his attention back onto Todd. He wasn't all too surprised that he wanted another round but he supposed there was some logic in it. He let Todd ride him but the teasing electricity made him want more. He watched Todd clean up, stumbling and lowering himself on his bed. He chewed the inside of his cheek as he watched, trying to contain his smirk before he left. He had shit to do after all.

Three days later he was going about his job which was uneventful, except for his coworkers some how picking up on him getting laid. Apparently, he seemed more relaxed. or had a glow, or some other odd shit, not that he paid attention. All they cared about was spreading and creating gossip and now that he is in a relationship, he is back at the center of the rumor mill. When he left the back area to take the shortest route to the break room, he spotted a woman with the same awful taste in fashion as Todd. Outdated clothes that stuck out like a sore thumb, unflinching eye contact with him, a confident stride, a.... He stopped in his spot and listened when she spoke in a voice that was clearly not very feminine, well, it would be feminine for a heavy smoker. His only response when the true voice of the 80's fashionista came out, sounding awfully like Todd, was a raised brow. That was certainly a good question on who's turn it was. He looked away as he thought over the order of their dates. Although the first date was initiated by Todd, he ultimately picked the second half. If that counted as Todd's turn rather than a mutual date, then it was his turn. Unless Todd was considering what happened three days ago as a date. That was just sex and only sex is not a date. Yet none of that answers the question on why Todd is dressed like a woman and in heels, or why he seemed to walk so well in said heels.

He turned his head away, rolling his eyes and covering his mouth with the back of his hand with the horrible pick up lines he was tossing in his way. In the back of his mind he could hear his parents lecturing that not all indigenous peoples live in teepees. Or that the lines were racist. He saw a coworker pass by while Todd was tossing out the lines look at them oddly. He didn't know if she could hear what Todd was saying but she killed the smile that was cracking across his face. He cleared his throat before turning his attention to the feminine dressed Todd and mulled over how he was supposed to react. What was Todd's game? He had to have some reason to dress like that. His eyes looked over the body he is increasingly familiar with before returning them to his face. He certainly seemed to pull it off. Perhaps he was born in the wrong era. He cupped his face, feeling the layer of make up before dropping his thumb down onto his throat, slowly massaging his adam's apple. Yup. This is Todd. After a long stare that was making Todd either uncomfortable or flustered, it was hard to tell with the make up, he finally answered after a long mental debate.

"White man took my land, so I take his woman," Quid spoke in his slow, almost monotone manner, except this time he spoke in a deeper, resonating tone, heavy with a stereotypical Native American accent. He gave Todd a light scratch along his jaw. He felt ridiculous saying that but he came to the conclusion that Todd wanted to try some other fantasy he didn't mention. It seemed fair enough that he initiated some predatory play earlier but now it seems they are locked in another session. He thinks. He has yet to figure out Todd.
 
Todd could have sworn he had almost gotten a smile out of Quidel since the man had been hiding his face. However the moment seemed over when the taller man saw one of his coworkers pass by. Oh well. It was fun while he lasted but now the man didn't seem to quite know what to do with him. Todd made a happy sigh when Quidel touched his face then raised an eyebrow when he felt the man feel his Adam's apple. It had been making him flustered to be viewed and touched. Almost like Quidel was trying to figure out what to do with him or perhaps if it really was him. Todd hoped the man didn't let other 80's fashionista's flirt so hard with him. Todd's focus was taken away when Quidel decided to play along. Todd let out a happy laugh in sheer joy that Quidel was playing along before grinning at the light scratch. "Well chief if your going to take me away then how's about that date? I know you're going to lunch and I'm on a mission." There was a slight pause before Todd let out a grin like a cat that ate the canary. "You're my favorite." Todd lead the way back to the truck aft Quidel got his things. Todd chatted about nothing along the way, mostly about the fact he was so excited that their Goodwill had such a large selection of 80s era clothing. Not all of them were the bright colors that he wanted but it was still nice.

Once they got into the truck however Todd started his not-safe-for-public talk. "So, now that we aren't in public and you can't give me the serious eyebrows. I'm going to tell you my master plot. Evil villain monologue and all that. First, I'm going to wine and dine you. Then I'm going to seduce you into my skirt because, hello easy access." Todd paused, "And oddly I feel powerfully sexy in this outfit. Like I am Cleopatra of Quid town right now and you are gonna be seduced. So very seduced....and I kinda wanna see if I can leave a lipstick mark on your cock. Is that allowed?" Todd grinned evilly, "Yes, that is my lovely plot. Pretty simple really." Todd blinked and snorted when he could almost hear the gears in Quidel's head...whatever it was that the man was thinking, or probably trying to figure out why Todd was cross dressing.

Obviously it had thrown Quidel off but that wasn't quite what Todd had in mind. He was going to be better than a woman. After all, Quiedel might claim to be Todd sexual but Todd had to work hard to keep himself worth it. Todd had thought the man was simply bisexual or pan since he didn't really seem to mind any of Todd's parts. Either way would have been something that Todd was used to but just Todd sexual was something new and different. He wasn't quite sure how to deal with it. It sounded perfect but Todd doubted that it was. Todd fiddled with the radio, amusing himself while Quid drove them to where it was that he picked.

They ended up in a hole in the wall Thai place. It was known for it's ridiculously hot curry as well as a few other items. They seemed to know Quidel well since they shouted back in their own language to each other then the waitress came back with a special bottle of hot sauce. Todd didn't mind and as they waited for their orders Todd found himself being asked a question. Why was he wearing a dress? Todd hummed for a little bit before trying to figure out what it was that he wanted to say. Finally he settled on a roundabout answer. "I think I wear it better than most women don't you think? I can rock heels. I used to date a guy who loved traps so I got used to them. I can do make-up so well because I went through an emo faze. I don't mind dresses and they are kind of fun really. I think I'm better than a woman. I can play as one well enough. I like my dick though. I like really like my dick."

When their food came Todd looked over curiously as the larger man ate his food. Todd could smell the spice from the other side of the table so it must have been hotter than hell but this was a man that breathed fire on the regular so he was probably used to hot things. Todd ate slowly looking over at Quidel periodically before the man stopped and raised an eyebrow. "How come you won't let me feed you in public? Is it a PDA thing?" Todd leaned back, pulling out money for the food and tip to leave on the table. It was his turn to pay after all and it wasn't like the place was expensive. Todd did have a stash of condoms in his purse that Quid seemed to have seen because he got another eyebrow raise. "Don't judge me. I'm twenty years old and horny all the time and you're like the hottest thing I've seen. You want condoms so I'm gonna carry them around so there is no excuse not to have sex." He chuckled a little when he was met with a pause. Well it only seemed fair that if Todd wanted a good fucking that he carry around some condoms too. After all the man was a morph so it wasn't like it was a bad idea. Todd just wasn't sure that with Quid's unusually large size where they would have that quickie. The truck was the obvious thought but Todd wasn't sure that there wasn't any place they could park that wasn't being monitored by cam bots. Rey had gotten more watchful while he was stuck in bed these past few days. The kittens were due any day now and the man was snappy as hell. No wonder Jacob got the baby making juice done so fast. Poor Lionman had to be aching.

Todd turned away from that thought before looking at his boyfriend. "God you are so pretty." Todd paused, "Shit. I mean sorry. I know pretty isn't the most masculine word here. Um. Sexy?" Todd chuckled after a pause. "Are you feeling seduced? I could always go back to those horrible pick up lines. I found some of them online then made up the rest. I couldn't help it. They were hilarious. Thank you for playing along." There was another small pause. "You are still gonna take this white wooed-man right?"
 
Quidel allowed himself to get roped into a date with a female fronting Todd. He listened in silence all the way to the truck and while in the truck to Todd's ramblings and plot. He tilted his head as he tried to think over what Todd said. Did he really enjoy wearing women's clothes? How does that work? So many questions rolled around as he tried to force them to fit the original question on why he chose to dress like that out of the blue. Maybe he should be patient and see if he dresses like this more, observe his behavior, decide if this is a sexual thing or something else. Or there was always the option of talking, but this is Todd and he doesn't give straight answers. Still, maybe he will slip up enough to give him a clue on which direction his musings need to go.

He brought them to a Tai restaurant he had heard about from his coworkers. Apparently they were famous for how hot their curry was and someone decided that the reactions of those who tried it would make a great viral video. One of the owners decided to capitalize it by livestreaming people trying to eat a small bowl of their curry. Those that were able to finish it all got a small cash prize if they finished it without drinking anything. Quidel happened to show up on that day and tried the challenge. Everyone watched slack jawed as he ate, emotionless and unphased by the curry. There were gasps and hoots when he handed the bowl back and gestured to it for another serving. It was nothing compared to the heat he feels when he breathes fire, although the hotter things get the more saliva he produces. When he first started using his fire breathing ability he had to learn to catch himself before he started drooling on himself. He supposed it was because his saliva did something to protect him from heat so he liked to test it out and spicier foods. The owners of the restaurant recognized his ever increasing need for heat and began to make their own hot sauce just for him, otherwise he would end up using a good portion of their standard hot sauces. Perhaps he will find the video online and show it to Todd, especially after he gets him to try it.

While they were waiting for their orders Quidel finally asked the question that had been eating him since he saw him.

"Why the dress?"

He listened to what Todd said, slowly turning it over and analyzing what he was saying to him. There was a slight uneasiness on his face each time he said woman and an emphasis on the word better when he spoke. Was Todd comparing himself to women? Why would he do that? It was interesting to know this wasn't the first time he crossdressed and that it was something he did for an ex but Quidel was different. He never once conveyed he would be into that sort of thing, yet Todd went all out. He ate silently as he thought, watching Todd carefully. He was even careful about messing up his lipstick while he ate. Just how much did he get into this? When the question bout feeding him came up, he just nodded. He was never really comfortable with PDA. Stealing a quick kiss may be acceptable at times but to do the whole lovey dovey shebang was too much and far too unnecessary. He watched as Todd went to pay for lunch, spotting the box of condoms in the purse. He got the right size, that's for sure and it seemed that being responsible is rubbing off on him... or he just really wants to have no obstacles in his way when it came to sex.

He raised a brow at Todd's questions of him feeling seduced. The short answer was 'no'. Todd didn't seem to be doing too much seducing. The way he ate was a little more erotic but that sort of thing didn't interest Quid. He thought about the pick up lines. Now those... those were all Todd. Might not be the most sexy thing to hear but the amount of effort he put in is endearing. It makes him want to reward him for his efforts. He checked the time. He still had time before work if he really wanted to have sex with Todd, but if they went back to his place or the dorm, it might be a bit late in getting back. He thought for a bit, envisioning the 3d map of the city he had from his constant flybys. He drove over to the parking garage by the League of Evil. Unlike the other choices, there was little traffic in the area since quite a few of the buildings were still vacant. It seemed only construction workers really made it to the area and where there is construction, there are fewer people wanting to risk getting held up in a slow zone. He parked in the garage and looked over at the excited Todd who knew why they were there. He got out of the truck and walked over to Todd before gripping his wig in his hand and forcing him down onto his knees. He did want to leave a lipstick mark on his dick, so here was he chance. He watched as Todd happily planted kisses and checking them out in the lighting trying to get it just right before sucking him off.

Looking down at him, it was like he was with a woman again. It made things a bit more comfortable but he knew it was a man underneath, and not just any man. He felt himself harden more as he thought to the extent that Todd was going and has gone to get his attention. After hearing Todd compare himself to a woman again, it clicked. Suddenly, everything made sense. The sudden change in attire, the constant comparisons, the neediness to be touched again so soon, all of this came about after Todd learned that his preference was for women and not men. Was he insecure? Or was he trying to cater to what he is attracted to? He stepped away from Todd and pulled him to his feet. He twisted him around pulled up his skirt, slipping his hand in the front of the panties he was wearing. There was a moment of hesitation when he didn't find what he was looking for. He pulled the panties down and felt the tape that was holding his manhood at bay. Once he freed it from the restraints he gave Todd's cock slow, long strokes. He planted a kiss on his neck after pulling the long hair out of the way.

"I like your dick, too." Quid whispered in his ear. He may not be into men but the fact that Todd was a man made everything more interesting, after all, not many people held his attention this much or was fun in bed. He took the condom that Todd had been holding from him and slipped it on before thrusting roughly into him. He picked him up by the waist and tossed him back into the cabin of the truck. He pulled the dress up and bunched it at his waist as he began to fuck him. The sounds of his moans were loud in the truck and seemed to echo in the vast emptiness of the garage reminding him that they could get caught. There may not be many people around but you never know. At that thought he thrust into him harder, holding him by the back of the neck. As he got closer, he held onto both of Todd's shoulders and pulled him into each thrust. They could hear the stuff in the back of the truck rattle around as it rocked until Quidel came into the condom. He rested inside his cross dressing lover for a moment before pulling out. He needed to show Todd that he wanted him, but how can he do that?

As he pulled the condom off, an idea struck him. He stopped Todd from pulling his panties up by giving him a kiss and pulling him out and onto his feet. He knelt down and pull the panties down to his knees, then he carefully turned the condom over and spilled his semen along the front. Once he shook it all out, he slowly pulled the panties back up, rubbing the wetness onto Todd's untucked cock. He stood up and gave him a slow kiss hoping he understood what he was trying to convey. After all, if Todd was marking him with his semen, then if he did the same, it would tell him that he was staking his claims on him. He broke their kissing and his stroking to remind Todd that he still has to get back to work.
 
Todd watched as Quid seemed to think over his options. The man checked the time before they set off for the truck. It was interesting to see where they ended up. The dorm or Quid's apartment would have made the man late. However the most central location was the League of Hero's parking garage. Todd let out a big grin. His boyfriend was a bloody genius. Not only was there no traffic because the area had been cleaned of crime, but since no one was around but construction workers there was little to no chance of getting caught. Todd slithered out of the truck and was standing right outside of the passenger door when Quid grabbed a hold of his hair and pushed him to his knees. Todd didn't know if the man liked the idea of the lipstick marks or if he was in a hurry but either way Todd did not care.

Instead he got to work on that lovely thick cock in front of him. He placed kisses over Quid's cock, looking over it to see if he had gotten any lipstick marks on it. Once he had one or two he liked...he wiped the rest off and put on the best lipstick mark....the one around his cock. Todd wasn't used to the man's size and it was he only the second time that he had gotten anything that big in his mouth. Perhaps he would have to ask Rey about his Tardis like ability to suck in or fuck such large cocks. Todd was mostly focused on the sucking since that was what Todd was having a little bit of trouble with. Either way, Quid seemed to enjoy his enthusiasm and confidence as he worked his way over that lovely, lovely cock. "I bet this looks familiar but I know just how the men like their dicks worked. Unlike most of the women." Todd looked up seductively though his lashes at the man before going back to sucking cock.

It wasn't too long after Todd's comment that Quidel stepped away. Todd blinked, he wasn't sure if he had done something wrong at least until Quidel turned him around and flipped up his dress. That was the wonderful thing about dresses was the easy access. Todd let out a chuckle at Quidel's momentary pause. "It's taped, dear. Don't want the goods giving away the show after all." Todd smiled when Quidel's clever fingers found his cock before moaning at the feeling of the man stroking him. The kiss on his neck was lovely but he shivered when Quidel admitted that he liked Todd's dick too. "Good. I don't think I could ever part with it." As Quidel began to fuck him, Todd moaned. It was hard to be quiet when the person fucking you knew everything you liked. Todd let out a low pleased sound as his neck was held and the thrusting got harder. Like all good things, their sex session came to an end when Quidel came inside the condom.

They laid there for a minute in silence until Quidel had to pull out. Todd found himself being kissed as Quidel dumped his semen into Todd's panties. Todd blinked and started blushing as the man massaged his semen into his cock. Right, after marking Quid like that after sex last time he supposed there really wasn't a reason to complain. Not that he wanted to...it just felt really lude. He enjoyed another kiss from Quid before smiling as the man drove them back to the zoo. From the zoo he said goodbye to his boyfriend and went home. He finally had to take off the panties and shower after the semen had dried. Once clean he pulled on Quidel's stolen shirt and nothing else. The shirt was long enough that he wasn't indecent to just have it on and the feeling of his free cock was hot. Todd hacked into the zoo's system from the door and scrolled through the cameras until he found Quid. From there he watched the man go through his day until he got a text from Quidel that he knew he was watching him. How did he know? Todd pondered it for a minute before deciding to let the harpy have his secrets. Todd texted back that yes, he was but from his dorm.....in only Quid's shirt. Todd chuckled at the look on Quidel's face before texting again that he hoped he didn't wear him out. Todd flirted for a while more before settling in for a nap.

Meanwhile in another part of the city, Russel Murris walked out of Right to Bear Arms, and headed out to the League. Since he had built the damn place, he walked past the Doctor Sander's office before heading down to the league itself. There he found the rather odd sight of the Magician bitching at a hologram of Techno Mastermind. Rey seemed to be winning whatever argument it was. Russel slid into a seat and waited for them to notice him. Once they did however there were obviously questions....and surprise. Russel smiled, "I've come to petition to join the League." When asked the obvious questions of why and what villainous power he had...he answered. "I thought it would be nice to hang out with other villains. As for what I am...I am a morph. The Xenobeast to be exact." Both of the men stared at him, seeming not to believe his claim before some arguing ensued and finally they asked him to prove it. Rey had seemed to believe that he was a morph...he was more curious about if he was the Xenobeast. Curious, until Russel remembered that someone had walked in on bunny strung up like prey from his webbing. Russel gave them the choice of acid spit or morphing and they chose the latter. Rey made mention of his web but Russel shook his head. Nope. No one was seeing that awkward display of placement.

Russel pulled off his shirt, pants and shoes. He still had on boxers, but had to pull them down a little to allow the tails to form. Once he was ready he shifted. His brother had once said when he was younger that the process of seeing the shift was a little gross. Instead of just stretching out and such in a straight fashion like most morphs....Russel's body twisted to reform. He came out of the shift feeling a little sore but no more than a stretched muscle. He grinned at the two of them before pouncing into a chair. "Can I join?" He tapped his four fingers on the table while the two talked. Of course, with them both distracted Russel had to play with the hologram projector on the bot. He slithered up behind it and lightly pressed the finger over the light in little bits so that not all of Rey's body disappeared at once. He was fascinated by the process and until he was grumpily bitched at to stop by Rey, he had almost figured out how much of his fingers he could put on the lens before he obstructed it.
 
Rey had finished one of his pet projects that didn't require heavy lifting and was itching to put it to use. He wanted to make the League of Evil far superior technological wise than the League of Heroes. The best choice is to master the art of the hologram. He sent one of his bots over to the League of Evil after sending Travis a message. He wanted to test things out and had insisted that he dress up for the occasion, after all, why would you hang out at the League of Evil in your street clothes when you can be there in full villainous vestments? Unlike the Magician, Techno Mastermind could not be in his full gear. His belly was far too full to fit his belts and his tight shirts couldn't make it over the bump, so instead he went without the belt and wore a black sweater. It was less dramatic but hopefully the cape made up for it along with the upgraded gauntlets.

Once the Magician was seated at his spot, the bot that had centered itself on the table squatted low, opening the top compartment and projecting a lens. Moments later a fuzzy image of a very pregnant Techno Mastermind was becoming clearer in 3D. Rey, from his location in his workshop looked around him. He had similar holograms set up around him that projected the image surrounding his bot. It was like he was standing on the center of the table and much smaller than he actually is. Unlike the hologram that was projected in the League, his image around him was more two dimensional and if he walked away from his location, the hologram would appear distorted on his end. Still, it was cool enough to get him excited.

"You don't have to call me," Rey spoke as he waved his hand when he saw the Magician pull out his cell phone. He could see the frown on his face projected in front of him.

"Oh great, it can talk," Travis groaned as he leaned back crossing his arms.

"Well?" Rey asked eagerly, arms stretched out as he looked around himself and walked in a small circle. "What do you think?"

"I think you've been cooped up watching Star Wars too much, Princess Molly. Are you going to start calling for Obi Wan, now?"

"No, you horse's ass. I haven't been watching movies, I have been busy programming the shit out of this! Do you know how difficult it is to manifest a small, contained image through lasers that doesn't spread out until stopped by a solid object, nor harm your retinas? Or how about the fucking sweet ass hologram surrounding me? You know most companies that try to pull this off just project a 3D model on a 2D transparent plane to give off the impression of having a hologram but this is all air particles and contained lasers that records from 6 different directions. 12 more from the bot that is giving me the image info from your end all of which can track movement and displays the respective images in real time."

Travis yawned, completely unimpressed by his associate's new toy earning him a hidden scowl. "So what is the point in having me dress up for this? Couldn't you just send a text and be done with it?"

"You seriously have no sense in theatrics, do you? We are villains. We are supposed to look cool and badass!"

"Yeah, you look so badass with that yoga ball shoved under your sweater."

"Get used to this, bitch, because your man is going to be looking just like me. I might have five cooking but they are smaller than the normal human child." He rubbed his belly slowly to emphasize his point earning a groan from the reluctant father-to-be.

"So why make the fucking hologram? What's the point?"

"The point is it is cool and it is something the League of Do-Gooders doesn't have. Once I get the funds and the time to work on a larger version of this prototype then we can project 3D hologram images over the city to make announcements, threats, and what have you. It will be intimidating." Rey shifted so his hand was on his lower back for support and the other resting on his belly. The kittens were being particularly active right now, but he supposed they were picking up on his excitement.

"Ok, then why have this small one?"

"Because I will be away with the kittens and I want to be--"

"Cleaning their litter box--"

"NO! They will not go in a damn litterbox like Minion!"

"100 bucks says they will."

"100 bucks says you'll be sleeping on the sofa here to get away from your baby mama. Besides, as the leader of the League--"

"You're not the damn leader. I thought of the idea of us getting together."

"And who do you think designed most of the crap here?"

"You by ripping off every damn cartoon and comic book."

"I'm talking about the displays, monitoring system, locks and hidden infrastructure, you dipshit. I am keeping this shit running on top grade equipment that the fucking military and NASA wish they could get their hands on, so I am the one that is queen bitch of this club--" Rey paused and looked over at someone that was seated at the table and pointed at Russel before asking Travis, "How long has he been here?"

"How should I know? It's hard to hear anything over your yowling." Travis turned to Russel, surprised that he had managed to get in, but then again, he was there during the construction and installation for most of the equipment. "What are you here for? Did we not pay you enough?"

When they heard that he wanted to join the League, Travis looked like he didn't believe him to be a villain. Rey on the other hand knew that he wasn't a normal human and wanted to hear him out.

"Ok. So you know we are villains so why join us? Are you even another villain? Did the city even give you a name or are you some nobody wanting to join the club of misfits because Molly here wanted more friends since she is too much of a bitch to find her own?" Travis asked, leaning forward on the table.

"Can it, Magician. Russel, what are your powers? I'm curious." Rey rubbed his belly as he listened nodding along. He had heard of the Xenobeast, however he didn't quite know all that he did. He knew he was destructive, could break down walls, melt shit with acid and gave the Ranger a run for his money. Other than that, he was lost.

"You're not the Xenobeast. Nice fucking try. Just because Molly's here fucks morphs doesn't mean you can use that as a way to gain favoritism."

"Hey! There is only one that I have sex with." He cast a glance away remembering when he gave a blowjob to his man's grandfather, or had his father fuck him with a machine. But that was not something to share with your coworkers. "There are a lot of morphs in this city, I say we should have a demonstration."

"You are just going to accept that she is that little monster?"

"I have reasons to trust his claims. Unlike you, I trust other men."

"Whatever, just prove it to us that you are who you claim to be." When they heard the options Travis spoke up, "Sure. Go ahead and spit, melt all this gaudy shit so I don't have to look at it."

"Hell fucking no! Just morph. I don't want to have to pay you more for repairs. Or you can give us a display of the web thingy you can do."

"Web thingy..." Travis muttered sarcastically at Rey's choice of words.

"Well I don't know what else to call it." Rey shrugged somewhat disappointed when he heard his suggestion of a web display get rejected but accepted the man demonstrating his morph ability. When they watched him transform, Travis cringed and Rey looked at him slightly disturbed. He had seen Lionman transform so he knew how a body could change but this was more... freaky. He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and cringed, looking away. After a few slow breaths he straightened up. Maybe he ate something that pissed them off today. They weren't too happy to have him standing on his feet so much earlier when he felt that pain before. Maybe they should finish this up quickly so he can rest. "That's cool," he groaned as the last remnants of the pain subsided. "Sure, you're in."

"Don't go making decisions on your own, dictator! You aren't the only leader here. And I say, NO."

"Why the fuck not?" Rey asked hands on his hips and leaning as far forward as he could without being unbalanced. "What could you have against him joining? He built this damn place, it is the least we can fucking do!"

"You know my rules."

"Right, Mr. I-am-scared-my-husband-will-leave-me. I am sure you don't have to worry about Russel here taking your man."

"And why is that? Because he is a literal monster? You know I don't like uncommitted people in the League."

"I'm sure he wouldn't cheat on his boyfriend."

"I never heard of such a thing. Are you dating someone?" Travis asked and got a nod from Russel before Rey interjected.

"Fuck yeah he is, and I doubt your man will handle the shit they are into given he stuck with your boring ass all those years."

"Who is your boyfriend?" Travis asked disbelieving that someone so average and androgynous could get someone, although it is the current year and people date all kinds of weirdos. Just look at Radical Rayman for example. When he heard that it was the Ranger, Travis was completely taken aback. He stammered out some syllables before blurting out, "No fucking way. That dude is the straightest fucking bro I have ever met. Hell, he was the one person I assumed would never go after my Jacob because he always smelled like a frat house and stale pussy."

"Like you would fucking know, or does your husband not know?"

"Shut up you twat. I was being facetious."

Rey stopped his rubbing of his belly before tilting his head. "Are you even using that word in the right context?"

"You would know, poindexter. Besides, I doubt he is getting fucked by the Ranger, although she looks like a woman."

"He, you uncultured twit. Russel here is a big boy. Besides, I happen to know for a fact that it is the other way around. I don't know how or why, but our little goody-goody sheriff here likes getting probed by the alien in the room." Rey looked over at Russel to see the large image of the Xenobeast reaching over and touching the lens he was being projected over. He couldn't see for sure where his fingers were since the cameras couldn't pick it up but the lack of fingers on the image before him was telling. "Would you stop that? This isn't a toy!" Rey stomped his foot in the general area that Russel's fingers were.

Travis snorted. "You sure act like it is. And how would you know what goes on in their bedroom?"

"I walked in on something I shouldn't have when they were working on my lair."

Travis coughed and sat up confused to all the realms of hell. "What do you mean by walk in on and what the hell were you doing with a hero in your fucking lair? I know you like to fuck one hero in particular but do you just invite the whole League over for tea and blowjobs? Or is it milk instead of tea, milk tits?"

Rey gasped and covered up chest defensively. "I would fucking never show another person that shit. Besides, I am sure he was helping out because of Lionman and not me. I don't even know if he knows about us. I was careful not to reveal where my workshop was or wear anything giving away my identity around him."

Rey and Travis went down another rabbit hole of arguing over whether or not his secret was even kept safe. Rey rebutted with the fact that he was a villain and was around the League all the time because he was married to their doctor so he couldn't throw any stones. Sometime in their arguing Jacob had come down. For what reason, Rey didn't know but Travis figured it was to check in on him since he hadn't gone up to check on him or send a text to make sure he was fine.

"Speaking of your husband, here he is." Rey pointed out when he saw Jacob giving the man a wave. He could see the smile on his face that had been ever more present since he had given the one thing he wanted. A part of Rey hated it. Pregnancy wrecked havoc on his life and all he can think of during it is how swollen his ankles are, the back pain, the odd food cravings, irritability and emotional instability. And then there was Jacob looking happier than a fucking clam on ecstasy. "Your man simply doesn't appreciate what I do here. I swear I contribute more to this fiasco than he does and I'm pregnant! Tell him that he should stop being a salty bitch and just accept the new member already." He pointed to the transformed Russel.

Rey watched as Travis listened to Jacob's little lecture to 'play nice.' The whole time, he wore a smug look on his face beneath his mask as Travis just hid his face in his hands knowing there was no way he can win the argument. After a heavy sigh he gave his husband a kiss and made a back handed comment about how he should be on his side since he put a baby into him here.

"What do you mean by 'here'?" Rey asked. "Did you two fuck in the League? GOD DAMN IT, I wanted to do that first!"

"Oh yeah. We crissened the League and later the new clinic." Travis smirked as he leaned back and put his feet on the table. "Right. In that chair. Over there." He pointed with his cane to Rey's chair. Rey turned to where he was pointing and gasped.

"You fucking, whore!" Rey shouted. "In my damn chair?! I bet you picked that on purpose!" He growled when Travis gave a nod with a chuckle having finally found a way to defeat his nemesis in bitchtitude. Rey began whining about how he was going to do the same to his chair only to be shot down with the revelation that Travis too thought of that and had another round later on in his own chair. Throughout the tirade the pain occurred again and Rey doubled over. It was slowly getting worse. "I... I think I need to go sit down." Rey muttered through heavy breaths. He heard Jacob speak up and he looked at his doctor who gave him a concerned look. Yes, it is getting close to that time. Although the kittens were supposed to be born a couple days earlier, since he hasn't been through this before, they expected it to be not for another few days. "No... I haven't been keeping track of time. I have been too busy arguing with Travis here." Rey pointed accusingly at the man in question who just held his hands up as if he didn't do anything wrong or know why he was upset with him.

Rey listened to what Jacob had said about calming down and any other signs he should be looking for. Where was the pain? Was this the first time he felt that pain? No, he had been feeling it off and on since that morning but it always dissipated and wasn't so bad after a moment. Were they more frequent? How the fuck should he know, he isn't a clock. Did his water break? No, he thinks that would have been obvious given where it would be coming from. Was he leaking? Rey flushed under his mask and he thought for a moment before tentatively feeling himself back there. Travis started to laugh but got a sharp elbow to the side. This was serious after all. After a moment of silence of patiently waiting he gave a slight nod.

"I-Is that bad?" Rey asked nervous, all the vicious wind that was in his sails before was now gone. He had forgotten about what he was told about being observant for when he was going into labor because of the distance. Now that Jacob was giving him serious looks, the reality hit him again just as hard as his contractions. Shit. They really were contractions weren't they? He groaned when he felt them again slowly getting more intense. After he got the time apart they were, he was told to get to the clinic. Rey nodded and ended the transmission before waddling to his phone. Full blown panic hit him as he hit speed dial for his husband's work phone. The more he heard it ring the more he began to freak out until he heard him answer.

"V-Ven, honey?" Rey spoke quietly, voice cracking as he began to shake. He heard him ask to speak up louder and muffled voices on the other end. Great, he must be busy. "I need you right now." He held his belly as he made it out of his workshop and had to take a seat in the chair that Ven had moved there for when he wanted him close but not too close. When he heard him ask what was wrong on the other end, Rey held the phone in front of his face and yelled. "Because I am having these fucking kittens and I don't want to be alone! I don't want to give birth in my fucking workshop! So get your ass here, now." He looked back at the doors to his workshop. Being outside of it felt like he was in danger. There were no bots to protect him or the kittens. No lasers, no traps, no brick wall of a husband. A sudden feeling of vulnerability hit him and he muttered that perhaps he should have them in the workshop because it is safe. But if he had them there, it would be all natural and he wasn't ready for that. "I-if you don't get here and stay by my fucking side and protect me and your litter, I will fucking. kill. you."

Once he was off of the phone he made his way to where Ven had told him the bags were and went to lift them. As he tried another contraction hit him and he doubled over, bracing himself on a nearby wall. There was a sudden flood of fluid that burst from him that he barely registered until he heard the splash. He looked down at his feet only to see his belly. He looked over his shoulder when he saw his husband and he just grumbled "about time" and gave him a tight hug. He clung to his arm the whole time they were making their way out of the lair.
 
Russel cocked his head in confusion that Travis thought that the Ranger saw straight. Ha. Poor bunny was one of the gayest guys but he supposed it would be easy to miss under all that lovely testosterone filled display. He huffed amused when the tiny Techno image tried to stomp on his finger but left the image alone. Sure enough it came out that Techno had walked in on his bunny being strung up. If the two would have let a word in edgewise he would have said just as much. However there was a comment made about alien probing he couldn't hold back a chuckle. However they then commented on how Rey was now going to be outed as a villain because of Curtis. Not likely since the man already knew about Lionman and Techno Mastermind. His bunny wasn't stupid. He was perhaps a bit more focused on his own life than figuring out the lives of others but he would realize one day that he helped build the League of Evil. Russel huffed and sat down in a chair before the elusive doctor came down.

Jacob came down the stairs to visit his husband and see how the meeting was going when he came upon a monster and a tiny Techno. Rey said that Travis was being mean and not allowing other members to join. Jacob chuckled and lectured his husband to play nice and how were they going to have a full League to support the clinic if he wouldn't allow other members to join? Travis made the comment that he should side with him due to the fact that there was a baby on the way. Jacob however rolled his eyes and huffed amused at the two bitching villains. That is until Rey said he had to sit down.

"Are you having contractions? Have you been keeping track of them?" Jacob looked over at Travis after Rey said he was too distracted arguing. He looked away from his husband, "Where is the pain, Rey? Is this the first time you've felt that pain?" Jacob blinked as he heard that the pain had started this morning. Well they might be getting a litter today. "Are your pains more frequent?" He paused, "Okay, did your water break?...Are you leaking?" Jacob elbowed Travis in the gut while he waited on an answer. He smiled, "It's not bad, just need you to get to the clinic before those babies come out on their own." Once the transmission ended he grabbed Travis to help him sterilize the clinic space he needed.

Russel headed off back the gun range, stopping at the lair to change into his human form before going back to gun range. He would have to see when the next meeting was and go from there. It didn't look like a whole lot of evil was being done so he thought the city of Boxton was rather safe even if he joined the fray.

Venedict had been out fighting crime as Lionman when he got the call. Luckily all he had to do was hand over the criminals to face time for their crimes before he could answer. It took him a bit to wrestle them into the police cars before he could answer. "Yeah honey? Sorry I can't hear you." He looked back at the yelling criminals before going back to his phone, "What's wrong sweets?" Of course his answer was screamed at him but at least this time he was given a fair reason. Rey was having their kittens and he needed Venedict to come home. Venedict finished his report in record time before leaping from building to building until he got back to the lair.

There was no time for a car since traffic would slow them down. Instead he picked up a grumpy Techno and put the bags over his shoulders before taking off. He leaped from building to building with only one hand but he had gotten them there in less time than it would have taken in the car. Venedict landed in front of the clinic before carrying the man in. He only set Rey down when they had gotten to the birthing room of the clinic.

Jacob had cleaned the clinic and gotten it ready for the pair when they came in. He set the bags off to the side and had Techno change into a hospital gown. Travis was booted from the room after a thank you kiss and Jacob put on his gloves, mask and such. He checked under Rey's gown before making a discovery that he knew wouldn't go over well. "No C-Section today. The kittens are already in the birth canal and on their way down. Looks like we're going to have to get ready and do this the old fashioned way."
 
As much as Rey loved to be in his husband's arms and being carried as he leapt from building to building, now was not the best time. Every time he landed he would feel his stomach before holding on to him tight again. At least the pants were tight enough he didn't have to worry about losing a kitten if he managed to scare one out of him. The whole way there he was muttering obscenities, how this was dangerous and that he better not let him go. When they reached the clinic, Rey felt wobbly from the trip and needed support to change. With the little confidence that his mask gave him gone, the tears the goggles had been hiding were now in plain view. He doubled over as another contraction hit him as he made his way to the bed. He caught a glimpse of the Magician with his sleeves rolled up and arms crossed.

"Get. Him. OUT." Rey managed to say through gritted teeth.

"Guess the freak show is closed today," Travis chided with a smirk as he got a kiss from his husband. He obediently left giving Lionman a pat on the shoulder. That man had his sympathy because he was going to be stuck with queen bitch of the felines and her brood for the next 18 years. All five of them. He wasn't even sure he could handle the one that will be on the way and he sure as hell isn't going to rub it in on the father for having five. The mother on the other hand had it coming.

Once Rey was in the bed he grasped Lionman's hand tightly as he stared down at his doctor. Tears ran down his face when he got the news that he wouldn't be getting the C-section he was planning for. He had been there when relatives had children and all he could think of was the screaming, pained looks on their faces, and the blood. His face blanched as he remembered the one time he had peeked in and fainted at the sight. Now was his turn to be in that position but with five. Sure, they may be smaller than your average baby but there was a greater quantity. There was no one and done for him. He didn't realize his hand had gone slack when he felt a squeeze from his partner.

"I-I don't want to do this." Rey muttered before he felt another contraction. He could hear Jacob telling him what to do from below his gown. He heard another voice in the room give him encouragement and looked up. Victoria gave him a wave with a smile as she recorded the two with a camera. When the hell did she get here? Rey tensed up and got a few sharp words from Jacob about how he should relax to make it easier. After a few deep breaths he regained his composure. "I hate you. I fucking hate you!" Rey shouted as another contraction hit him and he began to push. The feeling of something moving traveling out of him was strange and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. "You should have gotten to me sooner." Rey whined. "Then I wouldn't be doing this." He gave another push and birthed the first of the quintuplets.

"Why me?" Rey cried before shooting a glare at a snickering Victoria. "Don't you fucking laugh, you're at fault here! I should have never saved you." He whined as Lionman let go and moved to cut the umbilical cord. An instinctual need struck Rey and he needed to hold his child immediately. "Give him to me." Rey demanded with outstretched arms. When he was handed the kitten he rubbed it until he hear small mewling come from it. He sighed happily and shot a glare at Victoria who moved closer. Luckily she caught the hint and stayed back. The next three kittens went about the same. As Rey pushed them out he would whine, bitch, moan, and threaten then immediately demand to hold the kitten himself until he had four resting in his arms. There was a layer of sweat on his brow as he rested. It felt like the ordeal was over until he was reminded that he was missing one.

"Missing?" He looked around at the four before turning his attention to Jacob when he said that the last one has yet to be born. Rey whined and tried to muster up the energy to push the last one out. Unlike the others that only moved a little but were mostly still, this one kept squirming. Rey frowned at the jokes about how this one didn't want to leave and that he made it too comfortable in there. "I'm glad you find this amusing..." Rey grumbled. "But I want to be the only one in this body, thank you." It was almost entire half hour to get the last one out and by then Rey was exhausted. "You little shit. Why do you have to be so difficult." He muttered as he rubbed the last kitten as Lionman held the others and began showing them off to his sister. Unlike the other four, he was too impatient to wait for Jacob to remove the membrane that was around it. After he heard the mews from the last one, a memory suddenly hit him.

"Oh, son of a bitch." Rey groaned as he threw his head back. "I think Karma got me back." When the others looked at him confused he just avoided their gazes and mumbled. "My mother told me I didn't want to leave her when I was being born." He pouted before a look of embarrassment covered his face and he muttered to himself. When Lionman got closer he spoke up a little louder. "That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be...."

No sooner after he at uttered that, he looked at the small towel the kitten was wrapped in. If there was an ulterior reason why he didn't harm people was because of the blood. It freaked him out and to see the towel so red made him pale. He barely registered that there was still the after birth. His head spun at the memories and when he felt his body push it out he felt queasy. He didn't know who it was the lifted him up but they allowed him to see the Carnage that was between his legs. He stammered something and before he knew it the room was spinning and everyone's voices were in a tunnel. Perhaps he spoke too soon.
 
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Venedict picked Rey up quickly handing off the kittens to Victoria since he thought that perhaps the man was going to be sick. However once he had lifted his husband up the man had fainted. Perhaps it was all the blood and afterbirth? It wasn't a pretty process but Venedict had kept calm around it. This wasn't his first rodeo after all. His family was big and a lot of times it was a whole Lowe family affair to watch the birth. Venedict cleaned his husband up and with Jacob's instructions, placed him into a 'resting room'. It had been planned for times like these when they only needed to rest with medical supervision near by. Victoria brought the kittens into the room and laid them on top of Rey. Like little furry heat seeking missiles, they wobbled their way up to nurse. Venedict set them down in their sleeping basket one by one after they had finished. It was easy enough to keep them happy while they snuggled into the basket. Since they couldn't morph back into babies right away, Rey and Venedict had decided the safest course of action was a basket. Rey was a little offended that they had to buy a cat safe basket but Venedict pointed out that they weren't human quite yet. Besides, unlike car seats the baskets didn't expire. They would eventually need car seats but that was put off for a few months yet. Venedict propped his feet up before hearing someone come in. It was Travis and if the look on the man's face was any give away he was not impressed by the kittens.

"Yeah. Morph genetics are hell. We're the proud parents of five kittens until about three months from now when they can hold their shift for a short period. Supposedly it's safer for them as kittens then it is has humans but I'll never know. Our morph mutation is from Egypt so I guess kittens deal with the sands better than human babies do." Venedict mused a little on the topic while he noticed Travis left. He wondered what the man was thinking that got the look on his face but Venedict didn't think about it too hard. For while the two were friends, they would never admit it to each other. Perhaps frienemies was a better term?

Just a little earlier before Travis's visit to the batch of kittens, Jacob had gotten a visit from his husband. The doctor was cleaning and sanitizing the room when his husband walked in. He asked a few questions about if Jacob should be using such harsh chemicals in his state. Jacob cocked his head, sort of amused that the man who vehemently opposed to children was so protective over him. Jacob sighed, "I need an assistant for some of these chores. I know it isn't fair to you to ask you to do a lot of this." Once they finished up, Jacob had a thought. It couldn't hurt to ask. He had been living with a villain so long that he was used to plotting like they did. Of course that wasn't really fair to Travis but the many knew he dreamed of 2.5 kids, a dog and a picket fence so it was only fair.

"I know this is out of nowhere but can we get a dog?" Jacob listened to the man fuss for a bit before humming, "But if we get a puppy now then it was be grown enough to be trained well when the babies come along." He watched Travis grumble and say that they would talk about it later since he wanted to see the freak show. When he came back, Jacob was sitting at his desk smugly smiling. The man grumbled an said yes, they were getting a dog they were dog people now. Stop looking so smug. Jacob laughed softly before giving the man a kiss. "It's alright beloved. Not everyone wants a big family. I'm fine with a small to medium one." He was just glad Travis had compromised on the house so that it had a fenced in back yard and was in a nice neighborhood. Honestly it was the best place for their home since no one would look for the magician in the most suburban places.

A few weeks later Russel settled into his chair for his first meeting. He had introduced himself to Jacob who had been delighted to meet another super and promptly had showed him a picture of an adorable but rather large puppy. When he had gotten down to the meeting room, he had seen Travis and couldn't help a small smile. Someone had gotten laid and laid hard. His hair was a bit of a mess and his neck was suspiciously covered with a turtleneck. Russel had left his bunny in a similar state since he had fucked him hard before leaving. He had gotten him some flowers because they were pretty and left them at Curtis's gun range. They were plain daisies but they reminded him of Curtis a little. His bunny liked to be doted on and Russel had started taking it upon himself to leave small but caring little presents. Some were just harmless like the flowers and some were a bit naughty like the rope bunny décor he found. A rabbit in a gimp mask tied up was something that Russel found great pleasure in leaving at his bunny's work. He had gotten him a few ash trays that were small guns for his shop and home so that was something he supposed.

Todd came in through the door and paused at the two of them. "Oh new member who are you?" He looked at Travis and blinked before sitting down at his chair, "Also, your husband is awesome. Like naming your dog Grammar was genius. All of the puns you can make from that are fantastic." He listened as Russel told him that he was the Xenobeast. Todd froze. Honestly he felt a little betrayed. "You mean to tell me that you allowed the xenomorph in but not my harpy? I'm calling Rey." Todd looked over the bot a little before finding the button to call the villain. Rey appeared on the Hologram bedraggled and just woken up. Beside him the kittens were protesting their awakening loudly. Todd blinked. He hadn't seen the kittens since Rey was very protective over them. They were cute, Todd had to admit. But very adamant about being fed again since they were crawling up Rey's shirt.

"Techno, perhaps your kittens need um....tending? They are going up your shirt." Russel pointed out, watching as the man blushed and put his kittens back to sleep except one who protested any sort of being away from Rey.

Todd growled, "So my man is too scary but the Xenobeast isn't?" He waved his arm to Russel. "I mean I'm glad we are getting support and members but I was hoping Quid could be a full member too ya know?" He bitched and whined until finally Rey relented. Then of course Travis started up. It wasn't like he wasn't following all the rules. They were just scared of him.

"How about a trial basis?" Russel pointed out. "If Todd is right and he follows all the rules then there isn't really a problem. A trial would show that he suits here or not." Russel blinked as they all looked at him. Todd let out a heavy sigh and said a reluctiant 'fine' but Russel could tell he would keep pushing. He supposed he was the odd man out since he didn't know who they were talking about very well. He listened to the news while he did paperwork or helped bunny with his paperwork but he still didn't know all the players.
 
Travis felt unnerved by the sounds that went on in the birthing chamber. He kept an eye on his watch, pacing impatiently. If someone were to guess, they would assume he was the father instead of the doctor's impatient husband. He watched as they carried the kittens out and wheeled an unconscious Rey out into another room. That... did not look good. For a moment he thought of what it would be like to see his husband passed out like that after birth. A chill ran down his spine and he made his way into the room where his husband was cleaning.

"Is that even safe? Aren't those powerful chemicals or some shit? What about the baby?" Travis fussed as he walked over. He may not really want the child Jacob was carrying but he wasn't going to just let anything bad happen to it, after all, if Jacob lost the one thing that he worked so hard to get... then he really would leave him, wouldn't he? "I don't give a shit," he snapped as he took some of the cleaning supplies from his husband and began to help clean. "You shouldn't be doing this in your condition." The whole clean up was gross, especially when he considered who it came from but he had to see it. This is what he signed him and Jacob up for. Would he even be able to be in the room? He cast a look at Jacob as he stretched having finished cleaning his area. He never liked seeing or even thinking of something bad happening to him. Jacob was the one thing in his life he could count on and he didn't want to lose him. Call him overprotective or paranoid but he would go to hell and back for him, or in his case, have children which was the equivalent of such a trip. He wondered if Jacob really knew that when he heard him bring something up.

"A dog?" Travis leaned against one of the walls, arms crossed as he tried to figure out why he asked such a thing so suddenly. "Wait... You're serious. You want a fucking dog now? Isn't a baby enough? We don't even know how much of a financial drain that crumb snatcher will be and you want to get a dog on top of it? Is cleaning up that brat-to-be's shit not enough? I gotta stand out in the weather waiting for an animal to take a dump? The dog will probably be wilder than a mother fuck, tearing up our furniture before the rugrat can color all over it in marker." He huffed when Jacob used logic on him and let slip the last plural word Travis ever wanted to hear. Babies. 'Does he want more than one? I'm going to fucking die.' He cleared his throat and left, grumbling, "We'll talk about this shit later, I'm going to go check out the freakshow and see if it is open to gawk at the pigmies."

He made his way over to the resting room and poked his head in. Rey was still unconscious but it seemed that such matters didn't stop the kittens from feeding. And yes, Rey was not joking when he said he was having kittens. Gross. He looked over at Lionman who prattled on about how morphs were and that they will remain as kittens for a bit and something about Egypt. He didn't really give a shit. He just stared at the nursing creatures until he saw Rey stir, his arm catching one that slipped off his chest with a groan. That was the time to leave. There was no way in hell that he would even let Rey think that he cared enough to make sure he was fine after listening to his pained threats. Travis left and went straight back to his husband. He didn't want to have to deal with Rey and his little brood of morphing felines, so he needed a repellent.

"We're dog people now. You'll get your damn dog tomorrow." He narrowed his eyes at his ecstatic husband. "You don't need to look so damn smug. This is all part of a greater plot to keep Molly from bothering you outside of the clinic." He thought about the size for only a second before he stated, "Smaller is better." 'Less competition,' He thought dryly. "If you love that damn dog more than me, I'm putting it down." He crossed his arms and looked away. He got a kiss to sooth his insecurities before he brushed it off with an utterance that maybe he won't put it down since it will keep Molly's little mini-mes away.

Travis had done what he had said about getting a dog. It didn't happen the next day or the day after that but that first week that they had that dog was wild. It was like he was back to when they first hooked up and Jacob was aggressive. Every time he saw him and they were alone he was pounced and Jacob would find a new way to make their love making even harder to hide. Back then, it kept him from being a villain a while because you are less threatening covered in hickies and smelling like sex. He ended up following a page in Rey's book by wearing much more conservative clothes than what is seasonably reasonable. He did enjoy it, not that he would openly admit it to anyone. That was private matters.

He nodded at Russel when he came in and struck up small talk letting him know that with Rey gone the meetings will probably be more tolerable than usual. At least until his sidekick came in and started to talk about the new member, realizing that they just had something against the Demon Owl and not morphs.

"No. That winged demon is not coming into this damn league, period." Travis snapped, slamming his fist on the table for emphasis, only to be ignored when Rey got called. He groaned into his hands at having what little peace he had from him broken.

Rey on the other hand had fallen asleep with the kittens in his arms again. It quickly became a habit that when he fed them, he just rolled up his shirt and let them drink to their little hearts content before letting them pile up and snooze on his flat stomach. Ones that fell often curled up beside him and the slow, lazy petting he gave them was enough to put all of them to sleep including himself. He heard the ringtone for his hologram that was set up in the room since he barely had energy to go anywhere else. Once he opened the transmission he began feeling around for his glasses that had fallen off in his sleep. The meows that spoke up told him that his sitting up to find his glasses woke up the little devils and he would have to get back to putting them to bed....again.

"What do you want? I thought I told you that you had this meeting to yourself," Rey grumbled before noticing what Russel had pointed out. His face flushed bright red as he began to pull them each away by their necks and place them in the small crib that was beside the bed. When he got to the final one, she starting meowing as loud as she could until he brought her closer. At least, her being female was something that his husband told him but he wasn't so sure. Then again, he didn't come from a morphing family so what did he know. He held her in his arms petting her until she quieted down. He let a free hand wander and pet the others that began to voice their grievances over the special treatment until they fell back asleep.

He listened to Todd's rants about letting the Demon Owl into the group. He was still against it, the man gave him the creeps in both his forms. There was no way he felt safe with him around but it wasn't like the Xenobeast wasn't terrifying in his own way. One of the reasons he let him in was because he built the damn place. "We hired the Xenobeast to build the League before we knew who he was. It is easier since we got to know that man before we met the morph." Rey sighed and rubbed his only girl's cheeks. "But you have a point. From when I supervised you two he just gave me the usual creeps but hasn't laid a hand on you in the wrong way. I don't like him. I don't want him near me or my kittens. But I suppose we can let him in."

"What? Hell no. Nope. He is not joining the League! I don't care what Molly has to say, he's obviously sleep deprived!"

"That may be but--"

"No. Absolutely not. I don't trust him!" Travis frowned deeply when Russel brought up the trail membership. "This isn't some kind of fucking subscription that you can just sign up for and then cancel!" Ultimately Rey called it to a vote and Travis was out voted by everyone else, regardless of being one of the leaders. This was bullshit. "Fine. He can come in but he better follow all the damn rules. No harming anyone, has to remain in a committed relationship, no fire breathing in the lair, no freaky ass head spinning like he's possessed and importantly, no flirting with Jacob, no going near Jacob, no touching Jacob, no--"

"We get it Clingy McClingster," Rey groaned as he leaned back on his pillows. "No one bothers your man. Can I go back to sleep now?"
 
With the membership of Quidel now secured from Rey, Todd texted his harpy the next time and date for the next meeting. They finished out the meeting with a sulky Travis and a congenial Russel. Over the course of the next few weeks, they had a few meetings where Todd gave up his own chair to sit on Quidel's lap. At first Travis wasn't having it but Todd had asked Quid if he even minded and the man said no. So in Quidel's lap he stayed. Russel and Quid had looked at each other rather curiously since they were both horror looking morphs. It was Quidel that had spoken first slowly asking if Russel came out at night. Russel had smiled, "I mostly come out at night. Mostly." Todd blinked but Quid must have liked the small banter. The meeting continued on and Travis slowly relaxed. However on the off times that Todd had visited the League to deliver excess outfits he had seen Travis helping around the clinic. He had heard some odd bits of dialogue that had been interesting to him but other than that he left it. Mostly they were about how Travis had become rather overprotective for someone who didn't want a baby. Todd didn't think much more of it until later.

Philosophy was really the greater evil here. He was doing a public service making the philosophy department have swamp nuts and tits. It wasn't like the whole subject wasn't subjective as fuck and how was one even to grade that? Who could prove that his idea of lasers powering the means to end world hunger wasn't a good enough idea? Honestly that professor was just asking to be knocked down a few pegs. He knew he would hear about it from Rey since the man constantly got onto his ass about melting the AC. Todd was just glad that the air conditioners were such a giant target so he could melt them into non existence. Todd grinned at the smoking mass of machinery before skipping passed the windows. This was going to be a new idea. He would melt the locks so that they wouldn't be able to unlock the windows either. Let them suffer in their own filth while they judged students on a subjective subject. "Roasty toasty philosophy." Todd sang the small tune from an obscure Disney sequel for the Lion King. He melted the locks on every window in the department before heading back on his skateboard. He had done this enough times that he know the fastest way to get back. He grinned through his goggles and mask, doing a kick flip over the steps before speeding to the edge of campus. He knew that once he reached Lionman's territory he would be safe. He wasn't sure who exactly patrolled the college but he hadn't gotten caught by them for using this method of escape.

However his usual method of escape was foiled as he was suddenly lifted off his skateboard by the scuff of his jacket. He felt like one of Rey's kittens as he was lifted. However when he turned to look at who had him, he was surprised to find out that it was Full Throttle that had a hold on him. He was told sternly that skate boards were not allowed in the halls. Todd was dragged out of the college, his skateboard in the other man's hand and marched into an alley on the other side of the territory line. Todd cocked his head as he was set down in the abandoned alley. Not many knew all that much about Full Throttle. Sure the man gave interviews but interviews didn't give much insight into the man's character. However what he did know about the hero lead him to believe that he didn't just let villains go willy nilly. So there had to be a reason for this. Todd huffed, "So...you think they deserve it too?" The hero stared at him a moment. "That whole department are jerks of the highest order. Like how do you grade something so indefinite? It is not like math or science or some shit. This is abstract stuff. In the eye of the beholder and always subject to change as people do. It isn't something that can just be graded." Todd got a long pause for that then a firm no. All righty then so he wasn't for melting the air conditioning of the school. However when the man finally did start talking what came about was interesting. He wanted Todd to petition to have the Richer join their little club in return fo his being let go.

"I'm not the boss dude. I gotta ask permission for that. I can call one of the leaders. I'm just a glorified side kick." Todd pulled out his phone before putting it to his ear. "Yeah, er Re-I mean Techno? I got caught by a hero after melting the air conditioning." He held the phone away from his ear as the man yelled. "Yeah but he's gonna let me go..." He paused, "If um, we allow some villain called the Richer in the League? Never heard of him. So I'm gonna need you to talk to him." He paused as he listened to Rey bitch to high heaven about how he didn't like talking on the phone when the kittens were nursing. "It's not even that loud, dude. Can't you just pause them?" Todd held his phone away as the kitten pulled away was screeching to high heaven. Yeah he wouldn't want to deal with that either. "Oh come on man. I would ask your co-leader but we both know that will be a waste of time. He would just let me rot."
 
Rusty had been a handful for the past couple weeks. He had done well in doing the dishes and getting that done that he had asked him to start expanding on other chores, especially after he noticed some crumbs on the carpet from when he snuck food out of the dining room. Since then he has been getting panicked phone calls or coming home to an upset and apologetic Rusty. Dishes were dropped and broken because a package was delivered and the doorbell startled him. The vacuum became gold because he didn't expect it to be so loud. Then there were the numerous pieces of furniture that had turned to gold such as a throw pillow, end table, chair, and even the refrigerator. That last one was hard to decipher what he was saying that happened but the open freezer door and the bags of food frozen midfall in gold was a dead giveaway. He was seriously beginning to doubt that he can leave him alone and keep replacing things. Sure, he had a lot more money to spend because of the mishaps but the refrigerator fiasco also included needing to go and buy all new groceries, after he had just gone grocery shopping the day before.

Robert was in the middle of consulting with one of his students on his latest test results when his pager went off. He was rather old fashioned and outdated by nature, so the League of Heroes humored him by paging him whenever he was needed. He didn't get phone calls, fancy watches, or a summoning stone in the case of Crypto. Nope. He just needed to be paged the location and he will fight the crime. He looked at the pager and saw the brief message of "BU Rayman". So Radical Rayman was back to melting things in the philosophy department. He excused himself and waited until the student left the office before he speed changed into his spare uniform he kept locked in a cabinet. Once he was dressed he waited a moment before leaving the office in a blur. He hated running in the halls but he had to catch him before he got to the other side of his territory.

When he found him, he picked him up right off of his skateboard like the delinquent he is. The skateboard kept rolling without its owner another couple feet as Robert slowly walked over to retrieve it. "Skateboards are not allowed in the hallways, or on campus." Once he retrieved it he pulled him along through the halls as students began to snap photos of Radical Rayman's capture. That would not bode well on the report he will have to file, but he will deal with it. As sad as it sounds, if he talked slow enough and took long enough time to explain it, Crypto would give up waiting for the full report. Once they were off campus, he picked him up under his arm and dashed into Lionman's territory, stopping in an alley. He held the skateboard away from the villain when he set him down. He listened to his little rant that confirmed that yes, Radical Rayman was indeed a student at Boxton University. It would take little time to see who was failing, when tests came back and for what professors to find out his identity, but that seemed wrong.

"No." Robert stated firmly. "I will let you go free on one condition. I need you to allow the Richer to join the League of Evil. Talk to who you have to but convince the other members that he needs to join." He listened as Radical Rayman fished out a cellphone and called one of the League of Evil's leaders. He blinked at the slip where he nearly spoke the villain's name instead of his alias. With a sigh he took the phone from him before turning away to open the visor to his helmet so that he can slip the phone to his ear.

Rey had migrated from his side of the bed to the center, pillows piled around him and the kittens protectively. By now he had gotten used to their schedule and would make time to lie in bed with them. It seemed oddly comforting to have their small bodies pressed against his. He became comfortable enough with breast feeding that he opted to go without his shirt during the ordeal, but unfortunately, he didn't want anyone around, even his husband. It became a ritual that at night he would be with his husband, cuddled close to him but too tired to do anything or get too frisky since he still had some residual soreness from the birth and the few times he tried to finger himself made his tits leak. He wasn't really ready for lactation to be part of the sexual routine so instead he limited himself to handjobs and blowjobs at the drop of a hat. When the kittens were hungry at night, he woke to smack on the arm to which he'll wander into the next room to feed. Once Ven left for work, Rey had the lair to himself but remained in the bedroom with the kittens, bots guarding every door that led to their location. The times that Ven would drop by to check on him, he was often greeted with a shot from his pistol during feeding and heavy petting when he wasn't.

Rey had been feeding his kittens when his phone went off. With a groan he answered only to hear that Todd had been captured. "Damn it! Didn't I tell you that you needed to just focus on your studies and stop melting shit when you get bad grades? It was going to catch up to you! And looks like it did!" Rey sighed, relieved that Todd was going to be set free, however, it came at a price. He repeated the name for a moment before remembering who the Richer was. Rey had a wealth of knowledge of all the heroes and villains in the city but the Richer perhaps was the most forgettable given that all his attempts failed and had the opposite effect of a robbery. "I don't want to talk to him. I am feeding the little furballs and I don't even like being on the phone with someone. I can't even do this with my husband in the room, what makes you think I will just talk to a complete stranger while these little demons are sucking on my nipples? I don't want anyone to hear them and figure out what is going on! Us villains know who the father is but I don't want anyone else to find out, I don't know what the hell that will do to Lionman, and I need him to work right now, damn it. I can't go to work so there is no way I am risking it." He frowned when Todd told him to put them on pause. He glared at the phone as he pulled away one of the kittens that was nursing only to hear it protest loudly. The others quickly followed suit until they were all yowling that they didn't want to stop eating. Once he put the kitten back the others began to settle but pushed harder to get their turn.

"Fine. Put him on, but I fucking swear, I will cockblock you for a month if he so much as learns about Ven and me because of the kittens." He growled. He waited until he heard the phone get passed along. When he finally heard the voice it was instantly recognizable but surprisingly unmuffled.

"Techno Mastermind, this is Full Throttle. I am here to formally request that you accept the Richer into the League of Evil. In doing so, I will release Radical Rayman safely into Lionman's territory where I will have no authority to apprehend him. He will be safe there since he had adamantly refused to turn him in for his petty crimes."

Rey let out a yawn. It took the man forever to say the few sentences he did and was oddly formal about it. "Yes, yes. I know all about Lionman's habit of letting Rayman go only because I am often chastised to keep him under control. Like that's even possible," he grumbled. "Why should I accept the Richer into the League of Evil? He hasn't successfully committed a single crime and is probably the biggest failure of a villain. I don't know what you think about us, but we only accept those who are at least serious about being villains."

Robert listened understanding where Techno was coming from. If there was a hero like that, they wouldn't have gotten into the League of Heroes. That is, unless they were a diversity hire like Purple Girlpal. White men like them were screwed when it came to being inept heroes looking for work. Apparently, there were too many of them. He couldn't exactly say that he thought it would benefit Rusty to make friends or that he really just needed a babysitter for the clumsy ginger. After a long pause that got a question on if he was still on the line, he finally answered.

"He is serious about being a villain and has successfully committed crimes, albeit misdemeanors and not under the name of the Richer."

"Like what?"

"That is not for me to say."

"You can't just tell me, the leader of the League of Evil, to accept a villain that by my knowledge hasn't succeeded in anything, then tell me he did and refuse to give the details!"

"You will have to take my word for it."

There was a long groan for Rey who began rubbing his temples as he thought things over. They did need more members but why in the hell was a hero of all people recruiting for them? Especially one that held similar views to Crypto that no villain is a good villain and they shouldn't be treated with gloves. There was no leniency to crime. "Why are you recruiting for us anyways?"

"I am not."

"You are. Heroes don't just tell villains to go hang out with other villains for big plots against the city, unless..." Robert tensed up wondering if he was found out. "Nevermind. You don't seem like the type. Too uptight. Fine. I will have an interview with him to see if he will be a good match and go from there."

"No interview."

"Look, the League of Evil may not have the same benefits as the League of Heroes because no one wants to say they insure villains, but it is still a job!"

"I am not looking for a job for him. I just need you to accept him into the League."

"Why? So he can be a mole?"

"No."

There was another long pause that was broken up by the occasional meow and the sound of Techno shushing whatever feline made the noise. "Ok. Just tell me where I can find him and I will send someone out to get him so we can talk and show him the league."

Another pause from Robert before he stated firmly, "No."

"Do you want him in the League of Evil or not?"

"I do."

"Then tell me where he is."

"He is home."

"Where is that?"

"I cannot tell you. Tell me where the League of Evil is and I will drop him off."

"Oh no nononononono. I wasn't born yesterday! I am not going to give you the location to the League of Evil!" 'Two heroes already know where it is and that is already two too many.' Rey thought. The two went back and forth for a whole 10 minutes on who was going to pick up the Richer and trying to get a location from the other. Mixed in were questions on exactly what kind of relationship did he have with the Richer if he knew where he lived, how to get ahold of him, and why in the hell he had said he would drop him off. After another pause it clicked in Rey's mind that him and Russel may not be the only ones messing around with the other side. He didn't take Full Throttle as the kind to be involved with a villain so it didn't make sense until now. "Let's agree on a neutral location, one that both Leagues agree as neutral territory: The Sanders Super Medical Clinic and Research Center."

"Radical Rayman mentioned a co-leader on the phone with you. Will he be present at that location or will you be speaking to the Richer yourself?"

"Probably, but I am going to be making an executive decision on this only because I need to kick Rayman's ass for getting caught myself. The Magician has a bug up his ass and would probably shoot down any applicant we get right now anyways. I will be there in about... 2 hours."

Once the time and place was agreed, Robert hung up, closed his visor and handed the phone back to Radical Rayman. "You are free. Thank you." He turned around and took off, heading straight home to a naked Rusty coloring on the floor. He picked up the glass he had on the carpet beside him and frowned as he took off his helmet.

"What did I tell you about food and drinks in the living room?" He set the drink on the coffee table on a coaster as Rusty repeated verbatim his rules that all cups are on coasters at the center of the table, no food in the living room, period, only water is allowed outside of the dinning room. He sat down with a sigh and held out a hand. Once Rusty placed a hand in his, he gave it a hard slap. "Other hand." Once he got the other hand, he slapped it as well. "I do not like having to punish you for breaking the rules that you already know. Now sit." He patted his lap, wrapping his arms around Rusty once he was seated. "I do not think I can trust you to be home alone anymore. You have been getting in too much trouble, so I have arranged a babysitter for you. Go be a good boy and get dressed. Daddy needs you to be the Richer right now."

He sat there waiting as Rusty changed. Once he came back, Robert began to fill him in that he had spoken to one of the leaders of the League of Evil, that Rusty was going to be accepted into it as the Richer. Most importantly, he told him that he was to try to keep their relationship a secret. He did all he could to conceal it since he was convinced wouldn't end well for either of them if either League learned of their relationship. Once Rusty was dressed, Robert nitpicked his collar and hair until he looked immaculate, or at least as immaculate as one can with wild, curly red hair. He drove him to the SSMCRC and walked him into the clinic, hand resting on his back for comfort.

Rey had thought he would have to beg for a babysitter but Victoria was more than happy to come by on such short notice. Apparently, it was unfair for him to hog them all to himself. He left her with an ever growing list of demands on what to do in any given situation until he was finally pushed out. He didn't like that he was pushed away from his kittens but if she didn't, he would have been late. He waited at the clinic dressed as Techno Mastermind, sharing some small talk with Jacob. Small talk that had quickly fallen into medical complaints about sore nipples, when is the right time to ween, is it normal to lactate during sex, and so forth.

"I really miss sex right now but I don't want to have problems leaking--" Rey quickly hushed up when he heard the doors open, spinning around to see Full Throttle walk in with the Richer. "You made it. I'm glad. Let's make this quick." He made quick introductions and carefully watched the interaction between the pair. It seemed that Full Throttle had to give regular nudges and reassure the villain that he'll be just fine. It seemed like it was a last minute thing to have him join but it didn't take much time before the Richer warmed up to Rey. They left Full Throttle in the waiting area as Rey was going to "take the Richer out the backdoor so he can drive him to the League of Evil." A lie of course, since the entrance to the League was inside the clinic. He gave him the tour of the place, being sure to emphasize anything "evil" such as the "evil dimmer switch", "evil holophone", "evil map of the city" and such.
 
Once Todd was released he traveled farther into Lionman territory. He didn't really know where to go since he couldn't go bac to the dorms at least for the night. Then he thought up a plan, he travels through the areas before coming to one of his stashes that he hid things along with some of Techno's gear. Sure, he might mooch off of Rey when it came to villain stuff but for the most part he tried to keep his own supplies. He traded into his own street clothing before sighing sadly that the eighty's gear would have to be left behind. He would stand out. He then went to Quid's apartment and slithered in through a window that had a broken latch. He found the spare key Quid kept in his house and made copies of it before putting them in the stash with his villain gear. He put the key back and rummaged around the house. Growing tired since he had done a lot today, he found a closet that had a nice stash of comfy clothing on the bottom and slept inside of it. Quid obviously didn't use it since everything had been covered in a layer of dust when Todd had first found it so he felt safe sleeping inside of it.

Rusty looked up when his daddy came home before looking at the glass on the floor. It was just water and it wouldn't cause a mess if he spilled it. He watched his Daddy put the glass on the table before he made Rusty repeat all the rules. He got his hands slapped before being ordered to sit in his Daddy's lap. Daddy didn't seem to mind Rusty's casual nudity anymore since he almost always came home to Rusty sprawled out in the sunshine. Rusty listened as his daddy told him how he was getting a babysitter because all of the accidents. It wasn't his fault that things were so loud sometimes. He didn't mean to cause trouble. He huffed before going to change into his outfit. Dressed as a villain it was hard to believe that Rusty lived poor. He had a golden suit that he had gotten from an ex boyfriend. It was perfectly tailored to his body and the black half mask he wore was a perfect hide for half of his face but the other half he hid with the clever use of a modified jacket. It was designed to have a hood and like a cobra hood it flared out to make Rusty seem bigger. It also hid his distinctive red hair from being seen. Of course that didn't stop daddy from fussing over him and giving him the details of why they were going out like this. Rusty was joining the League of Evil. His Daddy had found out a way for Rusty to join the League as the Richer. Rusty would have to not tell them about his daddy though since Daddy was sure that the Leagues would be made at them both.

Jacob listened amused as Rey talked to him. It started off easy enough the devolved into talk about Rey's medical complaints. They were stopped however when Full Throttle came in. Jacob paused. Obviously they had come here to meet and if that little villain in between them was anything to go by then that was the reason they were here. Jacob nudged Rey and told him to see him after.

Rusty got worried once it was time to meet the leader of the League. His daddy carefully nudged and reassured him that he would be fine. He carefully followed Techno Mastermind and while they didn't go out the back door and drive....they did go down the stairs. It was interesting to see the set up and Rusty commented how it looked like an awesome lair from one of those comic books. Well a comic book lair meets modern style. He listened at how everything was evil and even saw the coleader napping in full outfit on one of the couches. They didn't wake him up but he heard Techno say something rather snide before moving on. They came back up and Rusty was glad to see that his daddy hadn't left in. Instead he was calmly talking to the doctor about the risk of sunburn indoors. Doctor Sanders, was talking about how it was a real thing but certain windows would prevent against it without totally blacking out the sun. The man was calm about the conversation for someone who had a super villain lair below his clinic but Rusty supposed since it was a neutral location that he didn't have much in the game. Rusty didn't run to his daddy like he wanted to but he did walk up and lightly tug his sleeve to get his attention. "We're done when you are." He left the daddy unsaid. They left and Rusty was happy when they got into the car again. "I don't like hiding you Daddy."

Jacob looked over at Techno before smiling, "I didn't know Full Throttle had a thing for helpless villains. I mean he didn't say they were together but the man just doesn't interact with people randomly." There was a long pause before Jacob handed over a plain white bag. It wasn't see through so there was no reason for the man to be embarrassed. "While you were down there I mixed together a cream for your nipples. It shouldn't hurt the kittens but make sure to apply it after nursing and long before they nurse again. As for your leaking problem....well it's going to take a while for it to normalize fully but from my research the only method that is tried and true is to pump the excess. You're suffering this problem so bad because you have five children to feed and not enough room in your chest to hold all that needs to be there so your body is constantly producing to keep up. If you pump, you should have much more freedom to do as you wish and get your sex life back. But....I can understand if that isn't a route that you wish to go. I left it in there should you decide to use it. You can always store it later and keep breast feeding for when you are home."

Venedict grinned when his husband got home. He kissed the man on the lips and petted his hair a moment before letting him change out of his villain clothing. "How did it feel to get back into the groove of things, love? Feel a bit better?" He had heard how Full Throttle had released Todd in exchange for membership of another villain in the League. It was odd and while Venedict didn't think that Full Throttle was the type to give up his morals or submit to the gray area. It could make an odd amount of sense if the man got together with the Richer.
 
"Normally you would see me around here in the afternoons but I have... personal matters to attend to so you'll be following the directions of the other co-leader," Rey informed as they passed into the breakroom where they found Travis passed out. "Who happens to owe me money for sleeping on the frivolous and unnecessary couch we don't need," he muttered sarcastically. Once they finished the tour he saw him off, walking up besides Dr. Sanders.

While he was waiting Robert couldn't help but take advantage of the opportunity to get much needed medical advice. He had been concerned about Rusty's constant nudity and sunbathing. At first he was put off of it because he isn't an exhibitionist and didn't understand how or why someone would prefer to be nude. Then it became a concern on if he got too used to it, would the neighbors see? And now the concern that remains to be addressed or forgotten was if he could get sunburn. If he can get sunburn, then he can get skin cancer. As much as he didn't want to admit to enjoying counting the many freckles on his body, he didn't want any more to pop up that are not friendly. He nodded along to what he had to say and began the mental calculations on how many windows he had, approximately how much it would cost to have them replaced and how much of a pain it will be to replace them before the winter weather starts to roll around. He never specified the reason why he was concerned about getting sunburn indoors and he didn't have to answer such a question because the reason came up to him. The voice he used was the same tone used whenever he was being a little and he understood the implication. It was endearing to have someone speak to him in a way that no one else got to hear unless they were eavesdropping.

When they got to the car he gave Rusty a pat on the knee. "I know you do not like doing such a thing, but it is for the best. I would not want anything ill to happen to you because of me. I may be a hero, but I cannot protect everyone from everything." It has been only a couple of months since they had became a couple, however, Rusty's dependence only made Robert feel stronger for him. He at first felt odd referring to himself in the third person as Daddy but it fit so perfect that he didn't mind doing it and often found himself smiling behind Rusty's back as he watched him play. Even when it came to the more lewd behaviors that accompany his 'kitty play'. "I hope you can make friends. As much as I love your company, I want you to have a life outside of me, and a life of crime does not count." He slipped his hand under Rusty's hood and messed his hair back up with his petting and twisting of the rosy curls.

"You, too, huh?" Rey remarked as the pair watched the couple leave. "He wouldn't give any information but I had a feeling that he may be playing with the other side, though I wouldn't believe it." He stared in thought as he mulled over the change in tone, the closeness that they stood and the gentle touching. He didn't know what kind of relationship they had but it was definitely in the gray area that him and Ven reside in. He accepted the bag and listened to what Jacob had to say. When he suggested him pumping the milk out he frowned so deeply that it must have shown through his mask. Why would he even entertain the idea of using a bottle? Breast feeding was the most natural thing and was the best thing for the child. He let out a heavy sigh as he took the bag from his doctor. When he got home he tore off his mask and goggles feeling better having gotten out of the lair for a bit. He smiled and gave his husband a kiss back and changed into more unflattering clothes of a loose T-shirt and a pair of Ven's jeans. Unfortunately that was the only way his ass was getting into his pants until he got the leaking under control.

"Sort of. I would have liked to be doing something other than meeting a new member." Rey huffed as he wrapped himself in Ven's arms, leaning his head back on his shoulder. "You wouldn't believe who insisted that I let this villain join. Full. Throttle. He wanted a quid pro quo of releasing Radical Rayman in your territory safely without turning him in but only if I allowed the Richer to join the League of Evil. What kind of Hero brings a villain over to join other villains?" He frowned as he tapped Ven's arm in thought. "I think there is something between the two. Their voices change when they talk to each other... more... I don't know. Familiar? Gentle? Full Throttle was awfully direct with me but he was softer with him. You don't think he is like us, do you?" Rey turned around and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. "That he enjoys the seductive touch of evil?" He blushed as he tugged on his pants. Now that he still had a break away from the kittens, he was going to take advantage of it. The blush spread on his face as he slowly undone his belt. "Or is it the addictive taste of good that drew the Richer in?" He popped off the button on his pants and dropped down to his knees. He smiled as Ven made a remark about not having had so many blowjobs since his twenties. Rey let out a small chuckle since he understood his feeling since he felt he hadn't given this many since his own twenties. As he slowly put his dick in his mouth with a hum something struck him. An odd familiarity that he had somehow over looked.

-16 Years Ago-
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Rey was stumped on his latest assignment. The hardest part wasn't figuring out how to write a paper but how to right a paper that his professors could understand and would grade favorably. Each professor had their own preference in what they looked for in their assignments and it was often hard to adjust to each one or try to figure them out early on so it doesn't affect your GPA. Whenever he needed to think, Rey knew just where to go. He packed up his bulky laptop and papers into a bag and drove to one of the few gay bars that didn't card him. They knew he didn't drink so there was no worry about serving him, there was only one thing that he went there for.

He headed straight to the bathroom and looked at the stall on the far end of the bathroom. Unlike the others there was a small plaque that someone had placed on there that read, "THE DOCTOR IS" with a small slot beneath it. Rey pulled out a small slip and placed it in slot. He flashed a shy smile as the sentence was completed with an "IN" before locking the stall door behind him. He unpacked his notes and papers, tacking them to the walls of the stall before slowly tracing the hole that was cut in the side. Here he was no longer Rey Rogers, shy college student who was overloaded in coursework, instead he was known as Doctor Glory; the man who can cure any bad mood or anxiety with his mouth. It didn't take long for someone to notice that he was there. He set his laptop down, shut the moment he saw someone's cock slide through to his side. He traced the base slowly before slowly taking it in his mouth, feeling the shape in his mouth. His super genius came with super memory that allowed him to remember every cock that came to him, even if he didn't know their face. He pulled his face away, planting a kiss as he spoke the number of times the person frequented him. Between men he would jot down notes, revise paragraphs and correct his spelling.

Finally, the one person who he can count on with his massive dick came by. He traced the base and slowly took it all in before placing a kiss on the side. "We both know how many times you come here." He hummed leaning against the divider as he slowly stroked him. "You're the only person I lost count on, with such a ." He began to suck him off again, relishing in how big he is. There were only three men that were so large that came by and unfortunately the largest only used him once, but his one he can count on to show up multiple times. There were times that Rey thought to peek on the other side and see just who it is but he had no time for a relationship. Sure he spent a lot of time sucking strangers off but he was getting his assignments done in the process so at least he was being productive. He heard a remark about a rewards program before he gave out a chuckle. "Fine. Since I lost count, I will give you something special every ten visits." He stood up and unbuttoned his pants as he sucked on his fingers. He may not have had sex all that often but at least he kept himself loose enough with masturbation. He heard an impatient question on why his regular was being neglected.

"Good things come with time." Once he was loose enough he slowly pushed him inside, biting his lip to contain a moan as he felt himself get stretched farther than he had ever been before. Now this was the sort of feeling that he wanted and why he loved big cocks. He wiggled his ass before slowly pulling away and pushing himself back onto it with a moan. When the man on the other side caught on to what sort of treat he was getting, Rey began to move more. He remained bent over, hands placed on the paper covered wall for support. Once they got into the rhythm, he could no longer focus on what was written there nor did he even care that he was supposed to be working on his assignments. All he could focus on was just how deep he can get him inside and how loud his moans were getting each time his prostate was pegged. He swore when he came on his laptop and one of the drafts he had been working on, body tightening around the cock behind him, milking him for all his worth. "Oh....fuck..." Rey muttered. He pulled away slowly feeling cum drip down his legs as he caught his breath.
 
Venedict listened to his husband comment on the other hero's relationship. It would make sense to Ven that if Robert was a care taker. He could see the man being a caretaker dom but probably nothing else. Venedict thought about the question if Full Throttle might be like them more but didn't change his mind. "I don't think anyone is exactly like us, sweets. I don't know any other villain who would torment a hero into having his way with them. Or get so addicted to the taste of good that they would change their body so that they can have children." Venedict purred and held onto Rey's head. "Man it has been since I was in my twenties. Couldn't get enough at that age."

~16 Years Ago~​

Venedict had moved into the big city from the farm to pursue a job as a hero. The League of Heroes looked fantastically whimsical in all the bright colors and catchy dialogue. He had finally gotten into the League as a junior hero since they already had a morph representative inside the league. Since junior heroes were basically the coffee runners and the secretaries of the hero world. It was a shit job for someone who liked the running around and active lifestyle of being a hero. Of course after he got off from his nine to five job, he had a lot of time on his hands. Morphs had more energy than a normal human or super and since he couldn't burn off that energy in any other ways. So, he had run through boyfriends and fuck buddies like a plow truck through snow. They often complained about how he was insatiable and how he couldn't be tamed. They all needed a break. That didn't work for a horny twenty something morph that had more energy to burn than an army of energizer bunnies. So doing what any other gay man would do with more energy than sense, he trolled the bars. He had lucked out in finding that one of the bars had a glory hole. A glory manned by a size queen often enough that Venedict could almost always know when to hit the bar. The man is called Doctor Glory and Venedict had a long standing appointment with him. Venedict waited in line until he got to his turn. His super hearing got him to hear how many times each person came to visit the doctor. The highest number he had heard had been in the double digits, nothing like the numbers that Venedict was racking up.

When Venedict stepped up to the plate, he listened as the man admitted to not quite knowing how many times that Venedict had come by. Well that wasn't surprising since he came by many days and often many times in the night since he had a lot of time and energy to burn. As the man started to slowly work Venedict's erection, the morph couldn't help but remark that maybe there should be a reward in place for Doctor Glory's most frequent of fliers. That was of course when the man on the other side of the wall agreed with him and surprised Venedict by stopping his ministrations of Venedict's cock. Venedict protested but was basically told to be patient. His patience was rewarded when he felt something hot and very familiar engulf his cock.

The surprise of having a hot ass on his cock almost made Venedict morph. Luckily he caught himself before it was more than his teeth that had made the change. He allowed the doctor to set a pace before starting to thrust into the glory hole himself. Venedict focused only on fucking the man on the other side of the wall as best he could. It was hard since he couldn't really aim very well from one side but the end result was still positive if the man's pulsating rectum was anything to go by. The Doctor had moaned and groaned with each successful thrust and often had to help Venedict get to where he needed to go. The morph purred when he pulled out looking down at the mess on the floor. It took a while before the man on the other side of the wall pulled himself together. Venedict knelt down and licked sloppily at the other man's entrance. He got bitched at for that but the shaky card handed to him after was a sign that they would definitely do this again.

Months passed, and Venedict punched that card out many times over the next eleven months that he had definitely got used to the prospect of having sex with a very impressed size queen. However on the last time that he handed over the punched card, he got bad news. Doctor Glory was graduating from college and going into his chosen profession. Venedict would be going into a full time hero gig himself since in a surprising twist of fate, the morph woman had turned into a super villain. The resulting battle had been awful. Half of the heroes were out of commission and the two big ballers, the leader of the League and the hero turned supervillain had shredded each other so bad that the two of them could never fight again. Venedict shyly asked the man if they could perhaps date since they had been fucking for so long but the Doctor sadly said that he already had a lover who wanted to wanted to be serious.

~Present Day~​

Venedict had always wondered what had ever happened to the doctor and while he was sad about the missed chance. It was probably for the best. He would have never gotten the chance to be such a hero. Venedict ran his hand through Rey's hair before purring as he filled his husband's mouth. "Wonder whatever happened to the Doctor." Venedict hummed a moment.

Later in another part of the city another villain was out and about. Todd slithered out from the closet where he had been hidden. It was the middle of the night and while he hadn't heard Quidel come inside he was sure the man was here with how late the hour was. Todd snuck around the house, his footsteps were near silent as he crept down the hall and into the room. Todd picked up a few articles of clothing before spying a pair of Quidel's dirty underwear. Todd slunk down to the pair of prized undergarments before finally his ultra focused brain figured out something was wrong. These underwear were still somewhat warm. Todd peeked under the bed and grinned as he saw the other man was completely naked. Todd stripped out of most of this clothing, leaving on his shirt and underwear. He didn't want to be a total creep if the man didn't want to have sex with him. Toss crawled up onto the man and sat on his chest. "Quid." Todd grinned when the man lit up with red eyes and stared at him. "So. Can I like fuck myself on you? Cause you're naked and hot and I'm all here." He fished out a condom out of his underwear and slid it over Quidel with the permission now granted. Todd slid himself over the man's large cock and moaned, "Holy shit you are the best."
 
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