"Fucking webslinger, get your crotch outa my face or I'll tear it apart!"
Komodo was baring his fangs at Spinner. Spinner was, as always, hanging down from a beam, his crotch directly in front of Komodo's nose. And he had a boner. Nice. Leaning against the bar, I watched the action.
"Come on, big boy, we all know you want this bone," Spinner taunted, swinging back & forth.
"Yeah, we know he wants to give Spinner a bj," Technomancer murmured in my ear. Stroking my throat, he whispered, "When am I gonna get mine?"
Komodo: "You think I want that thing? Ha! Pussy is what I want, not a pixie stick!"
I leaned back against him & murmured back, "When you get tits."
Spinner: "Yah, you wish I had a tiny dick; you'd suck it & pretend it was all no homo, bro."
"Cruel; it's cruel to deny the erotic chi flowing between us." His hands hovered before my breasts, caressing. I felt the energy & bit back a noise before moving away.
Komodo shoved forward, snapping. Spinner zipped to the ceiling so fast I was amazed he didn't hit it ass-first. Komodo leaped, snarling. I ducked behind the bar with Technomancer, who pinned me to him, erection against my butt.
I have no idea what would've happened if the doors hadn't peeled open & slammed to the floor.
"Komodo! Spinner! Sebya!" roared out a voice that shook us to the bone. The guys dropped to the floor & knelt before our leader, fists on chests & heads cast down.
"Hey, boss," Technomancer said with a half-smirk, pulling us up. "As usual, excellent timing. Sky Dancer was terrified."
I elbowed him. "Yeah? So who ducked faster there, bright boy, me or you?"
"Do I really have to pull the Voice on you two?" Metallurgy looked weary, his blue eyes cold. We looked at each other, then went & knelt before him, losing cool points but appeasing the boss. Our linked pinkies told each other it didn't count.
He shook his head, knowing us all too well. "I called you four to a meeting for one reason."
"Cause we're the best?" Spinner asked, pulling back his mask to look especially cute.
"Because your four are the most troublesome superheroes I've met! Spinner, with your cocky attitude," Spinner snickered, "your big mouth & your complete incapacity to think your actions through! It's like you're perpetually riding a bicycle down Embarcadero Drive, balancing a load of pin-pulled grenades in the basket while you wave to & flirt with the crowds!"
Spinner turned green & looked away.
Metallurgy, dissatisfied, turned to Komodo. "When you called yourself Komodo, I worried you'd be a villain. No. You're pure chaos. Good, bad, who cares? You honor the innocent, good. But who the yebat' told you it was open season on villains? We capture them & help humans contain them; that is our job! When we turn in a body with its intestines missing, they worry. The more we scare them, the more likely they'll pull the Contract & use the Powers Clause as an excuse to eliminate us!"
Komodo bowed so far, he was on his face. "I beg pardon, sir. If I must commit seppuku, give the command. I am yours to control."
Ew. A little too sub-to-Dom, there; why not go over & kiss his ass til your lips are chapped?
Metallurgy's fine nostrils twitched, once, & those lines formed around his mouth. I ducked.
But he went for Technomancer. I guess it was the snickering. "You arrogant, womanizing drunk, what are you laughing about? The only reason you stick around, I think, is because you have a hard-on for 75% of the women in the group!"
"That's not true. I have eyes for only one woman." He rubbed my ass & avoided my smack.
"I cry b.s.!" Spinner yelled. "I saw him coming on to Miss Olympia the other day, & she was quite interested in losing her virginity to him!"
"Spinner! I will put you in the Cage!"
See Spinner; see Spinner flat on the ground, trying to not crawl over & lick boots.
"And you!" he raged at me. "I can see why these three behave badly; what's your excuse? You're worth more than these three bozos combined. With your intellect, self-control & imagination, you are cosmic. Instead you mouth off, goof around, barely participate & when you do, you go overboard. We did not need a tornado in Times Square! Yes, I know you repaired the damage. But you can't repair the traumatized people. Learn to think before you act!"
I shut my mouth. He did have a point. That was an impulse I still regretted.
"So, what can we do to right our wrongs?" Technomancer asked, holding me close.
Metallurgy looked over us. "I want to say I should put you under Miss Olympia's special care, but Techno ruined that. I'd say Soldier, but putting four chaotics under a lawful good is inviting disaster. No, I think I need to take the four of you out on a mission. Personally."
We all blanched, having heard the story from other chaotic-oriented superheroes. "Sir, we really don't need that much supervision..." I began.
"No, you do. Trust me. We will begin with some test situations. I want Komodo with Sky Dancer; Spinner with Technomancer. In an hour, we'll switch out, & again in an hour after that. Good? Good," he said before we could talk. "I'm going to be at the bar. Shielded. Go!"
*
Komodo studied me carefully, eyes narrowing. I looked right back into his eyes, amused how he was my size but with three times the bulk. He was prettier, too, with his fine features & narrow lips. I must admit I'd been a pain when I met him, peeking at his fangs, asking to see his claws. I was only being friendly & curious, but he'd taken to avoiding me ever since.
Now he was stuck working with me. Turning aside, he hawked up and spit a loogie that was like green & smoking-sizzling-floor-dissolving ich. Ew. I bet being bitten by him was exactly like being bitten by his namesake dragon. Before I could turn away, a yellow, cracked, exceedingly sharp fang was at my nose. "Behave. Don't destroy the practice room."
"Erm, yes, sir!" I said. "Pretend I'm an innocent so you won't accidentally kill me."
He looked me up & down with that disgusted look. "Babe, you are an innocent. That's why Techno circles you like a shark. Grow up, or I will be babysitting you."
Um. What??
Confused, I followed him into a training room, which was now a coffeehouse full of men. Pretty men, butchy men, hunky men, men in uniform, geeks, transvestites, bears, you name it. Most of them looked past me, zeroing right onto Komodo. "Eh, you...you go first," he said, ducking behind me. "We gotta ask the bartender if anyone odd came in. You like talking."
Right, sure, chicken. I marched up & leaned against the bar. "Hi! Can I have a triple-whipped chocolate coffee sprinkled with almonds?"
"Not even trying to be butch?" the bartender inquired. "Thought with your swagger you liked the ladies. Does the wimp behind you need anything?"
Now, to tease, or be nice? Damnit, I'd lose points if I teased. "Get him a Guinness Stout, as dark & harsh as you can get it. He likes it rough."
Gah! Why did I put it that way? Now the dudes in leather were on point; one came up & bought Komodo's Guinness before taking him away. Oh well.
"Anything else you need?"
"Sure, why not? You get a lot of interesting characters here? I mean, other than K-Ken?"
"His name is Ken?!" The bartender looked appalled.
"Short for Kentaro," I winged. Seeing the lustful look, I added. "Bet you have some real strange ones coming by."
"Oh, tell me about it. Just the other day, this guy came in wearing pinstripe pants, an old-timey coat & an ascot. Tell me, who wears an ascot??"
"Uh, no one with any fashion sense."
"Exactly! Want a scone? It could be on the house." He leaned forward, looking at my breasts. "Not all of us are only for the man meat."
Uh...oops? I stood back, ready to make an excuse, but Komodo came back, threw me over his shoulder, nabbed my drink, & left. I sipped it as we went down the street & told him who we were seeking.
"Great. That baka? How am I going to keep you safe?" he growled.
"I can handle it. A little fire down below..."
"If I can't rip his jugular out, what makes you think you can burn his family jewels?"
Oh, uh, good point. "Lead on."
And he did. Using his heightened senses, he soon found the, uh, baka, in a jewelry shop, picking out only rubies. With me still over his shoulder, he wrangled with the dude. When the baddie licked my cheek, I dumped my coffee remains over his head & Komodo swung to deliver one solid punch.
Once the baddie was out, the simulation ended. Metallurgy marched forth, grinning. "Take a break. Hang out. Go to the city. I've got what I needed to know." He left.
Komodo & I looked at each other, confused. What was that all about? Before I could ask what he thought, he set me down & was out, going full speed. Fine. I decided to go out & have a real chocolate coffee. Holo-food always left me hungrier.
*
The other tests were just as easy, and mysterious. In each one I took, I found bonds growing.
Spinner when he got all science & dropped the jokes, was brilliant, with a clear eye for all the variables he needed to figure when he jumped, climbed & swung; together, we wrapped up our test mission in record time, surprising Metallurgy to raising an eyebrow. After the test, Spinner & I went out for Tibetan & talked engineering, atmospheric studies & math to 2 a.m. He dropped the joking about being all for women, & actually asked me what it was like to be attracted to the same sex.
I already knew Technomancer was brilliant with all things military, piloting, space & building machines, but I had no idea how quick he could be when he wasn't putting the moves on me. I stopped teasing him pretty quick, & started looking at him in a new light. Yeah, he wasn't a woman, but his form, sleek blond hair & 20's style sure did make him stand out. Something in my heart gave a pang, & I was so confused that he had to rescue me from the flying fireballs. When he did so without lechery, just genuine concern, I knew I was sinking fast.