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In the HIVE, classes could get pretty large. A studious check of those in attendance was usually not made. After all, it was a school for supervillains. Punishing someone for not respecting authority sorta went against the general vibe. So it was easy for Jason to enter a lecture room, take up position in the rear (as was Jason’s wont), and not be noticed at all. Or if noticed, have it assumed he was just new to the course.

It was a dry lecture, even for the subject—Taxonomy of Superheroes. How to tell which superheroes were which, or if they were new, whether they were in the Batfamily, the Superfamily, the Marvel family… essentially, it was learning to ask “am I in Fawcett City or in Gotham City?” for two college credits.

What was interesting was the woman who was auditing the class. Talia al Ghul. Her Middle-Eastern heritage was obvious, even though she was dressed and made-up in a Western, businesslike fashion. Her skin was just touched with darkness, the tone deep and rich, pleasingly burnishing the light from even the unaesthetic fluorescents on the ceiling. Her eyes were dark marbles, smothered in her long luxurious lashes and scorched-earth eyeliner to allow the flecks of green in her pupils to only barely leaven their dollish black. Her hair, a startlingly bright shade of raven brown that drew in the eye with its layered glosses, its lowlights, its highlights.

With all that visible to him—she was sitting a few rows down and a few seats over, giving him a good three-quarters view of her face—Jason barely even paid attention to her body, in its professionally tailored pantsuit. But he could tell it was worth paying attention to.

From how bored she looked, idly doodling Egyptian pictograms on her paper, she was ripe for the taking. And even if she weren’t on his to-do list, and she was, Jason wasn’t the type to turn down ass. If it was available, he’d take it every time.

He waited until she wasn’t looking, then got up from his seat. Sat down on her left by the time she looked back.

“Hey,” he said, before she could quite process his presence. “Whacha drawin’?”

“Just some doodles.”

“They look like hieroglyphics from Third Dynasty Egypt.”

Talia was startled at his knowledge. “That’s right.” She cooled, her widened eyes squinting. “But can you tell me what they mean?”

“Oh, that’s easy. This one, right here?” Jason reached out with his right hand, tapping a symbol newly written enough to smear ink on his fingertip. “It says you wanna get fucked.”

“Oh?”

Jason lowered his hand from the paper, but didn’t return it to his lap. He put it on Talia’s knee. “Yeah. So do all the rest.”

“I think you’re not as knowledgeable about Egyptian antiquity as you might believe.”

Jason moved his hand up her leg quickly, teasing her with how far he would go before even more teasingly stopping at the midpoint of her thigh. “Then how come you wanna get fucked so bad?”

There was no one watching in the back row. They were all alone. Talia didn’t even look around before giving him a smile.

It’d happened fast. Jason could respect that. She wasn’t as crazy as most women, leading you on with a bunch of teases, then making you jump through hoop after hoop to cash the check, then finally letting you do anything you want as long as nobody knows about it. She was willing to get right down to business. She put both her hands on the writing ledge, gripping it tightly. Showing Jason she wouldn’t stop him.

Now he moved paradoxically slow, a few inches at a time, stopping to squeeze the flesh, either in passing or really lingering to massage it, to rub it, to eek a moan out of Talia before he continued. Inside her skirt, his hand felt warm and secret. He ran his fingers along her inner thighs. They were just a little wet; it could’ve been sweat.

Suddenly, shockingly, he moved his hand to her cunt and rubbed. She sighed explosively, squirming like crazy. Then she lowered one hand from the writing ledge. She reached under her skirt and pulled the crotch of her panties aside. Jason’s fingertips skirted the tips of her pubic hair, soft and tingly. She squirmed even more, not having him fully touch her. He could feel her wanting to beg and he let her hold that thought in her mind, let her really consider it, before his fingers entered her. Then Talia spread her legs and slumped in her seat and had herself a grand old time.

“Unzip me,” Jason said. “Play with it.”

She didn’t have to be told twice. His cock shot from his pants the moment she had his fly open. Her fingers danced over it and he could feel how startled Talia was by its size in her light, fearful touch.

“Suck on it,” he whispered. “Go on. Have a taste.”

She did that too. Right there in the back of the lecture hall. Until it wouldn’t fit in her mouth. Until she was begging him to put it somewhere else. To take her someplace private and fuck her brains out. Not that she cared if anyone found out. Not so long as she got his cock.

Jason pushed her head down and kept her sucking. He had a few texts to send.

***

Karen checked her phone. Even texting with Jason was preferable to paying attention to other things in her shared room; namely, Jinx and Duela Dent on the other bed. It wouldn’t be so bad if they were making out, but the snuggling, good God, the canoodling.

Why do you want me to show Jinx you having sex? she sent back.

It’ll get her on our side, trust me. We need her love spell or none of this will work. Now are you coming or aren’t you?

Karen sighed and typed an affirmative into her phone. She bet no one in Young Justice had to put up with this shit.

“What time is it?” she asked her roommate and her roommate’s mate.

“Doesn’t your phone tell time?” Jinx asked snidely, but Duela was checking her watch. “Five after four!”

“You guys wanna see what Talia al Ghul does for fun?”

Jinx stared at her as Duela said “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!”

“What are you talking about?” Jinx asked.

“Every day at four, you can set your watch by it,” Karen said. “Come with me, I’ll show you.”

“Sounds like bullshit,” Jinx opined.

“C’mon, Jinxsy, I need to set my watch!” Duela said.

Karen was on her feet, putting her jacket on. “On second thought, maybe you shouldn’t come. It’s a secret. Loose lips sink ships.”

“My lips are super-tight!” Duela argued. “Ask Jinx!”

“She won’t tell,” Jinx agreed, deadpan. “I’ll make sure of it.”

“So you’re coming?”

“Yeah. Why not?” Jinx sighed and pushed Duela out of the bed. “But this’d better be worth it!”

My thoughts exactly.

***

“What are we doing down here?” Jinx asked, dismally unimpressed with her two companions and the dank, dark basement they had found themselves in. There was barely enough light to see. “Did anyone bring a flashlight?”

“Shh!” Karen told her, moving to a stack of boxes she and Jason had set up earlier. With Duela’s help, she moved them aside as quietly as possible, revealing a jagged crack in the concrete wall behind them. A ray of light shone through from the other side.

“Don’t make a noise. They’ll hear us,” Duela cautioned.

“Who?” Jinx insisted.

Karen nodded to the crack.

Jinx got down on one knee to peer through the crack in the wall. She soon realized why Karen had insisted on silence. On the other side of the wall, a naked couple writhed on the floor.

“It’s… it’s the Headmistress,” Jinx breathed.

Stripped bare but for a sheen of sweat, Talia squirmed her ass into the canvas bags she was piled on, Jason Todd pumping between her spread thighs, ramming himself viciously into her with a succession of grunting thrusts. From the way Talia gasped for breath, it was apparent she appreciated it.

“Who’s that fucking her?” Jinx asked quietly.

“That’s Jay, the new guy,” Duela answered, edging in next to her girlfriend to see better. “Haven’t you met?”

“I’m not into that,” Jinx insisted.

“That doesn’t mean you haven’t met.”

“Apparently, it does,” Karen commented.

Then the couple stopped moving.

“I heard something!” Jason said.

“Someone,” Talia corrected.

All three girls froze: “Time to go.” “Come on, come on!”

They ran for the exit, throwing open the door, only to find the naked pair they had been spying on standing in the doorway.

“Ms. Beecher!” Talia spat, crossing her arms. “You’re the last person I expected to catch spying on my private affairs.”

“I was lost,” Duela explained shakily. “We all were—we were just looking for the…”

“Liar!” Talia hissed. “You need a lesson, you all do! Take off your clothes!”

“What?” Jinx asked, glancing nervously at Jason. His stiff cock, still jutting out from his hairy crotch, was enormous. “What are you going to do to us?”

“Since you and your ‘friend’—“ Talia gazed pitilessly at Duela. “—robbed me of a superlative orgasm, you’re going to help me have another one. Karen, you’ll do the same for Jason.”

“What?” Karen cried, but Jason was giving her an imploring look.

Do as she says, he communicated with solemn eyes. It’s for the mission.

Puffing out her cheeks, Karen began to undress. Duela and Jinx were already naked. With a hand on either of their shoulders, Talia led them back into the furnace room where she and Jason had been enjoying themselves. There, she sat down on a crate.

“I enjoy eating pussy,” Talia said by way of introduction. “I also like having my pussy eaten. Since there are two of you, that works out nicely.” She smiled joylessly. “Your little friend’s lucky I don’t like rimming.”

Duela dropped to her knees inside Talia’s spread legs, slipping her hot tongue over Talia’s sweet labia. Talia moaned deeply, stretching back across the crate she was seated upon. As tough as her talk had been, she surrendered herself completely to Duela’s amazing, searing mouth.

All except her hand, which snapped its fingers and gestured emphatically to Jinx. Obediently, shivering with secret excitement, Jinx mounted the crate and lowered her pussy to Talia’s face. Talia worked her slippery little tongue into the offered count, finding it to be the best taste she’d had in months. She ate hungrily, leaving Jinx breathless and heady. It was an entrancing sight, looking up Jinx’s body as her breasts heaved and her lips parted with expressions of the ecstasy Talia was bringing her to.

But Talia much preferred looking off to the side, where Jason was laying Karen down on the pile of canvas bags. Climbing on top of her.

“Yes, Jason,” Talia urged, grabbing Duela’s hair and grinding her down harder on her sex. “Fuck her hard! Cram your dick up her! Go on, make her feel it!”

“I’ll try to go easy on you,” Jason promised in a whisper, his hips wedging between Karen’s parted thighs. “Brace yourself.”

“You’re enjoying this!” Karen accused as he guided his rigid cock to her cunt, pushing it in with a sigh of effort.

“Same to you,” Jason retorted, working himself into her pussy. It was damn wet, damn tight, and the moan she let out sounded very realistic…

When he finally had it firmly embedded, he dug his hands under her bare ass, raising her hips slightly. Then, sighing with the tightness of her cunt, he started sliding himself in and out of her. Karen’s breath caught with a sharp gasp. Sucking on it hadn’t at all prepared her for how big it was.

“This better be worth it!” Karen moaned.

“Oh, trust me, it is,” Jason assured her. He moved his lips down to mouth her pointy nipples; “Lick them, lick them!” Talia squealed as she watched.

On the crate, Talia had entered Jinx with two fingers. The girl moaned hungrily, bouncing her tight ass up and down on the slender digits. She cried out in her impassioned voice—“oh, oh, oh, fuck those fingers into me!”—her supple legs kicking and shaking as she bucked her ass on Talia’s questing tongue. Fleeting light from the furnace was the only illumination on their congress.

Shaking off an orgasm from Duela’s dutiful tonguing, Talia gripped Jinx by the ear and held her attention. “Know any light spells?”

Jinx did, sending out a ray of pink light from her hand. Talia seized her by the wrist and pointed her hand at Jason and Jinx. The light revealed the shimmer of moisture where Jason’s lips sucked at Karen’s nipples. Jinx sent out another beam, revealing Jason’s churning hips, how they sawed his cock in and out of Karen’s cunt.

The meager lights turned the writhing couple into a surreal, obscene tableau. Karen felt like she was on display, an animal in cage mating for gawking onlookers. She didn’t know why that turned her on.

Talia tapped Duela’s head, causing her to lift herself from Talia’s cunt. Then Talia gave her a nudge with her knee. “Go play,” she said, and Duela obediently went to join the other coupling. Jinx continued to shine her lights, moving them from straining muscle to bobbing breast on the fuck, as Duela laid down beside them and kissed Karen’s sensual lips with vigor, Jason continuing to lick and suck her round, jiggling breasts below.

Jinx’s lights shone on Karen’s unoccupied breast, watching it quake with the lust that was running through her. Duela soon took the hint and moved there, just as Jason did, their tongues clashing over Karen’s nipple before Jason returned to her other teat. His hips continuously pumped, sending his member over and over again between Karen’s widely splayed thighs.

“Fuck her little ass off!” Talia demanded, watching from the side. “Ream her cunt out with that big dick—make her come!”

The shapely Headmistress’s voluptuous breasts jiggled with fervor as she watched them fuck, her hand powering into her cunt. From where Karen lay sprawled on her back, she could see how Talia was finger-fucking herself, fingers sliding in and out of her pussy as fast as she could move them. Christ, had she really turned Talia al Ghul on that much?

Jason pulled out of Karen suddenly, leaving her perturbed. If he was going to fuck her, he could at least finish the job. Instead he stood over her, pulling Duela off Karen’s breast, forcing her mouth to his cock. Duela gripped it firmly, stroked its length even as she took the head into her mouth. He planted his foot on Karen’s cunt and, flushed with shame, Karen found herself rutting against it, Jinx’s light focused directly on her thighs as she struggled to get herself off with just his toes.

“Is all this—“ Karen asked, “really going to get a love spell out of Jinx?”

Eyes blazing, Jason jabbed his cock through Duela’s tormenting fingers, into her receptive mouth. “Absolutely.”

He pulled his cock from Duela’s mouth and aimed it at Karen’s face, pistoning it with his fist. Duela watched it, slack-jawed and slap-happy. “But didn’t Jinx already say she would do it after you had me eat her out?”

Jason nodded as he jammed his cock through his fist, a wad of cum flying out and hitting Karen in the face, more rushing out to splash Karen’s plump tits. He groaned, the cords of his neck standing out as he threw his head back.

“You son of a—“ Karen began, only to flinch as another rope of his cum crossed her forehead. “I’m going to—“ Another deluge of thick, creamy jism drenched her. “Motherfucking—“ Jason exhaled contentedly as he fired again, his cum soaking Karen’s face, dribbling into her armpits, painting her belly.

Then Duela moved her hand to feel the slit that Jason had just so vigorously fucked, inching her fingers into the tantalizingly tight opening. Jason watched a sumptuous glow fill Karen’s face.

“She’s making me come!” Karen protested. “Not you! This isn’t because of—“

Jason’s cock convulsed and threw out one last helping of cum. It landed directly in Karen’s mouth, hitting the back of her throat. She swallowed instinctively as she came.

“Love spell?” Talia asked, pushing Jinx off her. “What’s she talking about?”

“For my class project,” Jason explained, pushing his cock into Duela’s mouth for her enthusiastic cleaning. “The proposal Scorch sent to you involving Manitou Dawn.”

“Refresh my memory,” Talia said, crooking her finger to beckon him near. “And Karen, clean yourself off, you look like an embarrassment to the HIVE.”

Karen flushed with anger. “Right away, ma’am, I have some tissues in my jeans—“

“You have a mouth too, don’t you?”

Glowering at Jason, Karen began wiping herself off with her fingers, licking her hands clean when they were full, which was often. It tasted weird, not at all like the flavor all those romance novels described—sweet, nectar of the Gods, ambrosia. It was warm, gooey, and she couldn’t believe such a weird, weird taste made her smack her lips almost gratefully.

Well, maybe it wasn’t so bad…

“And rub some on your face too,” Talia told her. “It’s wonderful for your skin.”