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IM/DC Chapter 202
🕑 Added 2024-10-08 00:05:14 +0000 UTCI ate a sandwich as I watched a bunch of speedsters fight a guy with a slowing power. Anything that went into his slow field would have their speed adjusted to a crawl and that went with speedsters. Well, normal humans moved so slow they looked to be frozen in time while only the speedsters could move at a snail's pace. Barry Allen slowly reached to pluck fired bullets out of the air. They were moving at about an inch a minute but once the man left and the bullets were no longer in the zone then they’d kill the person he was aiming at.
I think he was a member of the Rogues, which meant he was going for injuries instead of fatalities to buy time. This wasn’t the Turtle… I think he went by the name Slow-mo. He was a newer villain that wasn’t really a nemesis to Barry or Wally but to Jesse Quick who was moving slightly faster than the rest of the speedsters as they dealt with the problems the man was causing.
She had built up a slight immunity to the slowing effects of his power. Taking another bite, I watched her grab at Slow-mo’s cape, yanking him back so the grenade he threw would stay in the slow zone until another speedster could take care of it. The man had stopped paying so much attention to what was in front of him as he turned to look back at Jesse as he pulled out a knife and stabbed at her. He was moving in slow motion as well but still slightly faster than the speedsters.
She had no means to stop it and as she let go, I made my move teleporting into his path. I was technically a speedster but I hadn’t built up nearly as much Speed force energy in my body as the others. I could possibly move in the field but it would be at about the speed of the bullet. I needed to predict where he was going so he’d touch me and I could steal his power in the process.
I could still think at the speed needed to process what was happening inside the bubble while normal humans couldn’t. They’d assume the man was a speedster because one moment they’d be fine, and the next they’d be knocked over with their wallet missing, as a speedster would do. That’s how he was introduced in the comics as well, with him being assumed to be another speedster until things didn’t add up detective-wise, no other signs of him being a speedster besides the fact people didn’t see him commit the crimes.
It even worked against technology as the cameras would only catch a blurred animation of him over the course of however long the security camera was in the slow bubble. That was another way they figured he wasn’t a speedster as the time stamps on the video were equal to the actual time it took for him to commit the crime, not the perceived time that went on inside the bubble.
He bumped into me with his blade pointed in my direction, if I was a normal human he’d have severely injured me. The look of fear of someone being there that wasn’t the second before scared him. His face slowly showed shock then fear as his slow-motion body slammed into me. I couldn’t absorb powers through clothes so I had to hope for our skin to touch and it thankfully did.
One moment I felt the slowing effects on myself, the next after I ripped the power from him I was moving at the normal speed. He only had the slow-motion power while I had actual speed powers along with it allowing me to function like a normal human while the speedsters were slowed and normal humans were frozen. This was a power I didn’t know I wanted… But now that I had it was going to use it maliciously on any evil speedsters out there. If Old Death decided to go evil, he was now even more outmatched.
I helped them put the man in jail. Now that he was powerless a normal jail cell would do just fine at keeping him imprisoned. I think the Turtle used a gadget to slow time while Slow-mo used an actual power. Jesse was… Extremely attractive and was actively flirting with me as we processed the previous supervillain now turned common criminal. “So… You’re place or mine?” She asked as she playfully bit her lip.
I teleported us to one of my villas off the coast of France. She backed away from me into the luxurious bedroom and her clothes suddenly disappeared off her body as she used speed force to undress. She was strikingly beautiful. Blonde hair with bright blue eyes, breasts almost as big as her head, and a tight athletic body. Her pubes were mostly shaved only leaving a lightning bolt behind as she jumped backwards to land on the bed. I decided to use my new power to slow down time as she slowly floated back towards the bed.
Moving at the speed of a normal human I stand beside her as our eyes meet. I just needed to check and make sure she was up for this and she was. She was always looking for new things, trying anything she hadn’t before, and was an adrenaline junky who would do risky things to make her heart race. She was originally a professional stuntwoman and motorbike daredevil before she gained her powers from her father.
I picked her up and I lined myself up slowly piercing her an inch before I saw the pained expression on her face. I carefully pull out before laying her body down on the bed with her head lying off it. I line up again as I slowly pierce her throat. My dick is instantly coated in her saliva as her throat starts to slowly clamp down around my member. It feels… Insanely good for a blowjob. I only do a few more pumps before I pick her back up now with a thoroughly lubricated prick and look her in the eyes again.
I could see her trying to breathe in as her eyes had an excited look to them. I put her back down onto her knees as I can watch her expression better this way while I fuck her mouth. I start off slow, making sure I’m not hurting her in the process as I begin to slowly speed up more and more until I’m slamming her face at almost full speed until I see her start to pass out before I give her a break.
She needs three breaks before I blow my first load, once again I was surprised at how good the blowjob felt. I didn’t like blowjobs that much as it required someone with plenty of experience at giving them to be any good. Her throat instinctively clamped around my cock, cheeks bulging with my cum leaking from the corners of her mouth as she almost begged me with her eyes as they were slowly rolling up to the back of her head making this encounter wholly unique.
I pull out slowly as I look at the strands of cum and saliva connected from my cock to her mouth. The connections slowly started to break as I pulled further away as she still struggled for breath. Now that I was sufficiently lubricated, I felt better about fucking her as I throw her onto the bed. I open her legs as I slowly go into her inch by inch. This time keeping eye contact and made sure she felt no pain from my intrusion.
I brought her to a slow-mo orgasm as I kept fucking her sensitive pussy almost taking her from one orgasm to the next. The bubble was silent, one of the side effects of the power otherwise she’d have been slow-motion moaning the entire time. Her body is not used to someone moving faster than her as I make her orgasm over and over again.
I hadn’t really thought of female speedsters having sex before but it had to be either extremely pleasurable or very tedious and boring. Judging by our connection and how much she already loved me. I thought it was boring for them instead of pleasurable, like a person fucking her all out could barely scratch her itch and she’d have to masturbate after getting all excited after having sex to finally orgasm.
I stopped my slow-mo power as I heard her scream in pleasure before she slumped onto the bed to catch her breath. She heaved for breath for a minute before a smile made its way onto her face and she said. “Hey, let's take things a bit slower next time, yeah?”
