Through A Glass Dirtily update

Roxy heard Superboy come in for a landing, that big whoosh of air as he announced himself by barely braking from supersonic speed before he hit the ground, but the first time she really noticed him back at the Kompound was when he wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing the nape of her neck.

“You’re in a mood,” she announced, wiggling her hips back to find the start of an erection pressing into her ass. “Usually when you go to see Tana, she leaves you more satisfied than that. Did you have to leave early?”

Usually she could get a rise out of him by mentioning that other little dalliance of his—what guy wouldn’t think it was kinky to be dating two women at once, even if he was letting Tana down easy? But instead, Kon darkened.

She felt his hardness melting away, even pressed into the warmth of her buttocks. He let go of her and Roxy realized that Kon wasn’t in the kind of mood she’d thought he was. This was his ‘pretend everything is fine’ mode, not his ‘everything IS fine’ mode.

She turned around to face him and noticed a despondent look that confirmed her suspicions. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Tana and I broke up, sorta. Or… not…”

Roxy’s immediate reaction was a certain glee. She was abashed by that, but her first thought was that Kon had broken up with Tana in order to officially be with her, and she relished that. Being chosen. But looking at the cloud over Kon’s handsome features, it had to be more than that. Kon wouldn’t ditch Tana on a lark. He was too crazy about her. So had she…?

“We’re still together, I guess, but she wants to keep things on the downlow. And if we’re not going out together and we’re not telling anyone we’re together, are we really dating? I guess—if she says so—but I felt better about it when we were dating the way we used to be dating.”

The dumb bitch.Roxy took Kon into her arms. She was slightly too mature to lord her victory—if you could call it that—over whoever, but this did mean Kon was hers now, right? She knew the guy. He was like a dog with a bone. He was a superhero, actually. If he really wanted Tana, he’d be going for her. Instead, he was with Roxy. Right?

“Well, you’ve still got me,” she prodded, patting Kon’s back as though to burp an answer out of him.

Kon’s hand rubbed up and down her spine, but he didn’t say anything. Not for a long while. Not for so long that Roxy wanted to jump up, wrap her legs around him, and start fucking him, just to make him remember he still had one girlfriend.

“Maybe she has the right idea,” Kon said slowly. “Maybe we should keep things casual. I do have a lot of enemies and no real secret identity. If I started taking you out on the town, it wouldn’t take people long to figure out you’re more than just a groupie…”

Groupie!? Was that how he thought of her? Why in the hell was he breaking things off with her if Tana was off the table? Hadn’t she won? “How casual can we be?” Roxy asked, sputtering in disbelief. “We live together.”

“Well, yeah, but plenty of people live together without it being a sex thing. Robin lives with Batman in a cave or something; no one thinks they’re having sex.”

Roxy was glad Kon hadn’t stumbled across the websites she’d found. “A minute ago, you kissed me. Why?”

Kon shrugged as if in bemusement at some silly question. “Why wouldn’t I? You’re great!”

“But you don’t want to date me—“

“I’d love to date you! But Tana’s really smart. Maybe we should listen to her—“

“Because she’s your girlfriend?” Roxy needled.

Kon fumed for a moment, trying to control his temper. “I never said we should stop kissing. I just think that if being my girlfriend puts a target on your back, then we shouldn’t do it! We can still hang out—that’s what me and Tana are gonna do!”

“And you’ll still kiss me whenever you feel like it?”

Kon’s shoulders bobbed up and down as he tried to both shrug and conceal that reaction in favor of a better one. “Well… you like it… when I kiss… you…”

Roxy huffed a laugh. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I just kissed you when I wanted? Whenever I wanted?”

“I mean, yeah. I love it when you kiss me.”

Roxy could feel herself building up a good head of steam, a passion, although for what, she couldn’t quite tell. “That’s what we’ll be then. Roommates. Who just fuck when they get the urge.”

Kon laughed nervously. “Isn’t that what it’s like when a couple moves in together? In a way, that’s more intimate than ‘boyfriend-girlfriend’.”

Roxy gave Kon a hard shove, dumping him onto his ass. “Hey!” he cried, but she planted her heel on his broad chest and flattened him onto his back. Then she straddled his face, her knees on either side of his head, her panties poised right before his eyes.

“I’m tired of this conversation. I want you to eat my pussy now.” As upset as their little talk had gotten her, Roxy felt a jag of arousal go through her, saying the words. She could get used to ordering Kon around like this. It wasn’t the clear-cut victory that she’d wanted, didn’t make her heart swell like when she thought of being Kon’s girl, but at least it could get her off.

Kon smiled, looking up under Roxy’s dress to see that her panties were black with a red S-shield over the crotch. “Now that’s intimate,” he quipped.

“I don’t want to be intimate. I want my pussy sucked,” Roxy retorted, hoping that saying it would make it true.