Multiverse of Mating

It felt good to really let loose, even for a nice girl like Jubilee. She really poured it on, blasting away the living armor that was threatening two entire universes with fireworks that were like hundreds of hand grenades going off at once.

Looking over at Robin, she could see Tim enjoyed cutting loose just as much. Even if he had to take out the disembodied suits of armor the hard way, hammering them apart with his bo staff until his muscles stood out through his spider silk armor, sweat glistening on his bare, bulging biceps, and a small cut he'd gotten on his face only drawing attention to his staggeringly well-formed cheekbones…

Down girl…

And as if God spared a moment for little Chinese mall rats with unimpressive mutant powers, the armors shut off then. Falling apart as the red energy that animated them fried away like butter on a hot skillet.

“Did we win?” Jubilee asked.

Tim checked his little wrist computer. “Batman's sent me the all clear. It's over.”

Jubilee sighed in relief. Not so much at winning… of course they'd won, with everyone from Elektra to Robin from another universe fighting… but that the fight was on the blue part of the moon. No cleanup, no disaster relief. Leave it for NASA to worry about.

“Hey, how are we going to get down?” she wondered.

“I'm sure they'll send a ship for us. Batman is not the type to overlook… anything, really.”

“Then I guess we're stuck here,” Jubilee said. She did not sound dejected. “It's good to see you again. I suppose now's a good time to catch up.”

“You suppose?” Tim asked, sounding just a bit leery, but also curious. “What else could we do?”

Jubilee wove her hands behind her back and balanced on her heels. “Wellll… pretty soon you'll be back in your universe and I'll be back in mine. Not a lot of time to take things slow. If we want to do anything, we'd better fast forward to the good parts. You know. Like we're watching a porno.”

“You watch pornos?”

“You don't have room to talk, teenage boy. I know you've watched porn.”

“I've seen porn, I haven't watched it.”

“Look, Tim, I just said we don't have time for this kind of banter. Just admit you're a gooner so we can move on.”

“God, your universe has some weird slang.”

Jubilee turned her face up to him, pushing her lips out so they were offered to him. As she knew he would, Tim brought his mouth down to hers. At first, it was dry, their lips rubbing clumsily together. Slightly opening her mouth, Jubilee nibbled at his lower lip, but his jaw stayed firmly set.

Jubilee wouldn’t put up with that. She pressed her tongue against his closed lips. At first they stayed shut, but then the contact she offered proved irresistible. Tim opened his mouth and her tongue slid in to eagerly intertwine with his.

Tim’s entire body pulsed with the feel of Jubilee’s wet tongue inside his mouth. There was a wicked thrill to how its slippery heat ran along his cheek, moving sensually over and around his own tingling tongue. It made his cock throb, the sensation dropping right through him to the pit of his stomach and the swell of his balls.

“Oh, baby,” Jubilee moaned when her moist lips finally came free of his. “That’s what I call making up for lost time!”

“I never realized how much I’d been waiting for that,” Tim panted. “I guess I tried not to think about it…”

Jubilee smiled softly. “Don’t think about it now. Kiss me again.”

When their lips came together again, Jubilee gently sucked on his tongue. Within seconds their tongues were inseparable, passionately moving between each other’s mouths.

To Tim, there was something shocking in what they were doing, being so intimate so quickly, but it was also one of the most exhilarating things he’d ever known. Clinging tightly together, they sucked on one another’s tongues, only stopping briefly to inhale and exhale.

The last time they’d kissed, Tim’s hands had been firmly on Jubilee’s back, but now they were under her coat, roaming all over her soft body, to memorize all he could of her shoulders, arms, and waist.

“Oh wow,” Jubilee whispered. “I’d always hoped you’d kiss me like this, but I never thought…”

His hand was excitedly moving down her shoulder. Jubilee grabbed it and moved it to her stiff-nippled breast. Tim’s prick pounded violently in his suit, feeling her hot nipple burning into his palm through his thin glove. No matter how petite she was, the lush feel of her breast was awe-inspiring to him.

“Yes, baby,” Jubilee groaned, pushing her chest into his hand. “Play with my tits!”

Tim couldn’t believe what she was saying. Jubilee was actually encouraging him to touch her more! Encouraged by her utter lack of taboos, Tim nervously squeezed his fingers deeper into her firm young breast, molding and squeezing it through the thin material of her shirt.

“Oh yes.” Jubilee once more forced their mouths together. “You’re driving me crazy, baby!”

Completely stunned, Tim couldn’t believe how rapidly the stress of combat had given way to Jubilee’s overwhelming desire for him. Enthralled by Jubilee’s pleasured sighs, he slid his hand under the bottom of her pink belly shirt and moved it with relish up her smooth, bare belly. His trembling fingers reached the softness of her bust and Jubilee gigglingly pulled up her top, baring her naked breasts to him.

“Oh geez!” Tim moaned.

His cock was getting harder and harder in the tight confines of his costume. He stared at her sweet, round breasts, topped with big brown nipples that stood out perkily from the little swells of flesh that anchored them.

He was shocked that a nice girl like Jubilee was so openly showing off her naked body, not to mention allowing him to fondle her, but he enjoyed it too much to be taken aback. That would be wasting time he could spend on giving Jubilee the enjoyment she was asking for it and deserving of.

His touch sent delirious sparks racing through her, circling Jubilee’s body multiple times before finally making their way to her aroused cunt. There, Jubilee felt herself getting hotter and moister by the second.

Tim teased and pleasured her stiff nipples, getting bolder with each moment he got to touch them. Smiling to herself, Jubilee hummed with the satisfaction of having gotten her shy boy to do more than kiss her. Dreamily, she wondered what more they could do before they were both back in their own universes.

Tim was more aroused than he ever had been before and less able to control himself too. He jammed his mouth down into Jubilee’s quivering breast.

“Oh yeah! Suck on that!” Jubilee squealed with pleasure. His mouth felt incredible on her bare tit. She squirmed delightedly as he ran his tongue over the taut flesh of her nipple, teasing and tonguing it until it burned with unbearable pleasure.

Jubilee crooned rapturously, her eyes rolling back into her head. Hips pumping as her senses were overcome with the hot flames that blossomed inside her. She felt her wetness seeping from her cunt, soaking her little pink panties.

Wild with lust, Tim dug his teeth into Jubilee’s soft breast, mouthing and biting it from every angle he could. When her teat was completely covered in his bites and kisses, he moved to the other one, locking his lips to the hardened nipple, sucking on it until Jubilee howled at the pressure.

“Christ, Tim!” Jubilee gasped, slumping back until only Tim’s suffocating embrace held her up. “That feels so good, I love it, I want you to suck my tits forever!”

Tears dampened her eyes as the sweet sensations mounted, waves of delicious feelings starting in her nipples and touching her clit. Wringing delight out of all of her body to end up inevitably in her thoroughly soaked panties.

“Oh damn, give me a minute,” Jubilee breathed, pulling away from Tim just long enough to shrug off her coat and then untangle herself from her raised blouse. “No wonder all the chicks in the X-Men go around in lingerie. Actually wearing clothes wastes so much time!”

Thankfully, she wasn’t well-endowed enough to bother with a bra. When she dropped her belly shirt to the floor, she was absolutely topless.

Tim frantically grabbed her, laying her back on soft lunar soil.

“I’m barely wearing anything,” Jubilee said in self-imposed disbelief. She put her arms around Tim and pulled him down on top of her. “Kiss me some more. Feel me some more. I wanna give all of me to you…”

Their bodies coiled together, all separation between their lips lost in a deep kiss. Tim feverishly sent his hands over her back and down to her soft little ass. Jubilee fled from them, but only into the hard bulge in Tim’s crotch, grinding her barely covered pussy into it.

Encouraged by her enthusiastic response and total lack of retreat, Tim nervously slipped his hand into her jean shorts, resting his palm on the soft flesh of her ass. With his heart pounding in his throat, Tim gave it a squeeze, looking into her eyes the whole time to see how she’d react.

Jubilee didn’t slap him. At first, she seemed drunk with pleasure, sighing with her kiss-stung lips. Then she smiled and Tim began inching his touch around her hip. He couldn’t get over how wonderfully soft her bare skin felt—no wonder it merited her panties and shorts and all the other layers that came between her and the outside world. As his hand moved to the front of her body, her skin seemed to grow hotter, like he was coming closer and closer to a volcano.

Jubilee quaked with horniness, mewling, wanting only to slap her hands onto Tim’s hand and make sure he didn’t stop touching her. But she knew he wouldn’t, that his fingers would slowly come up on her steamy cunt and eventually reach her. The nearer they came, the more she quivered. God, it would be so incredible to be his. Just having him feel able to touch her was almost more than she could stand.

Slowly rounding his hand along the hot flesh of her thigh, Tim froze up when his fingertips encountered her panties where they were warm and damp. He could feel through the thin nylon to her sparse pubic hair and the moist heat that broke against the pads of his fingers in beckoning invitation. It seemed impossible that only a thin layer of permeable fabric was between his fingers and Jubilee’s most private place. And here he was, at the point where he could either touch her for real or draw away.