"How do you-"
"Don't worry about it. I'll see you again when we get off the plane. Try to keep it in your pants until we get to the hotel." Alexander said easily before walking off.
His son scrambled to hand off the luggage to the staff, rushing to return to Taylor's side, while Alexander made his way upstairs to a private bedroom on the jet home. It had a king sized bed, a television, completely soundproof, and even had an attached bathroom.
It looked nice, but not as nice as the woman who as already laying there on her stomach, her bare feet in the air, heels already thrown off to the side of the room.
Alexander closed the door behind him, "Cammy. It's been too long."
She snorted at that, "It's only been a couple of weeks Lex, surely you can go that long without me?" her tired eyes in a half lidded stare, "So are you gonna show me how much you missed me?"
A click of a lock seemed to echo in the room. As Alexander undid his tie and he got a good look at her as he approached her.
Long healthy legs, perfectly manicured nails, both on her hand and feet, while her sleepy expression, once a source of annoyance from her, became undeniably sexy. Her flight outfit was short, showing much more thigh and cleavage than one would expect, but it left certain parts to the imagination. It made him want to rip the clothes off of her.
He walked around the bed, facing her from behind. She made a slight tilt of her head as he did so, but didn't quite move just yet, instead, spreading her legs to show off more of herself.
Her ass was nice and round, not too big and not to small. It was hard to tell, but he was almost certain that she was shaved down there as a landing strip. He ignored the joke, much more focused on climbing behind her, pressing his dick into the soft flesh of her ass.
She started to move, shaking her ass enough to tease him through his pants. He enjoyed the sensation for a moment before he started to pull his pants down, freeing his cock to the open air, Cammy wasting no time to squeeze it. The first time he was given an ass job like this, he was confused, but aroused. Nowadays it's become a part of the ritual that was fucking Cammy Meele.
He started to climb more on top of her, pinning her arms down as he started to align himself a bit more. She started to move her hips, her teasing only making it easier for both of them to prepare for what was coming next.
"Wait...come closer…" she said, her voice husky.
Alexander leaned closer before she pulled him into a kiss, his dick resting right near her entrance, the tip all but slipping in.
"I missed you Lex…"
Instead of answering, he pushed forward, feeling her tight hole wrap around him. It's been a while since he's done this with Cammy, but her moans of pleasure at the sudden fullness was enough to let him know that he was doing a fine job so far.
"I missed you too Cammy." He grabbed her hair and pulled it back, forcing her to look into his eyes, "I'll make sure not to stain your outfit."
He could feel the way she tightened around him, a shudder of pleasure that he could feel along his shaft.
Yep, he still had it.
He wasn't sure how much time passed when he was finally done with the lax flight attendant. However...
...Alexander could admit when he took things a bit too far.
Cammy was out like a light, and her outfit was not only thrown across the room, but stained to the point of being unusable. He wasn't sure if she had extras, but frankly, he didn't care. Cammy knew what she was getting into the first time they did this. She wouldn't be up until the plane landed. Hopefully Lucis and Taylor didn't need anything from her.
He laid down next to Cammy, the flight attendant cuddling into him on reflex. He tried his best to get comfortable with the time he had left in the flight. He started mentally planning the days he had in NYC. The first day would be spent seeing the sights with Lucis and Taylor, food, maybe catch a musical with them. He had to at least pretend to be something of a chaperone to the two teens. The next day was when work officially started again. The sale had to go smoothly, and with him as a mediator it was going to be fine. Dealing with egos was a headache at times, but if everything went well all the time, he wouldn't have a job.
After that, he'd probably need to step into the local office and give a short report of what happened. That wouldn't be too bad either. In and out, maybe an hour tops.
The day after is another free day. Maybe he could meet up with Dahlia and spend some time with that masochistic little slut. He could be rough with Cammy, but that woman...it was like she was begging to be hurt by him. She'd throw him out right after, but it was a good way to spend the day.
Christmas eve and Christmas right after he would leave that in Lucis' hands. He usually went with the flow during these trips, but a bit of authority would do him good. Help him with his confidence, help his son look good in front of his little girlfriend.
The next few days leading up to New Years would be a final scramble to make sure everything was set for the Gala. He'd make sure to stress the importance to Lucis of making sure they left the city without a scandal following them. He wasn't sure if he mentioned if the New York Branch of the PRT and the Wards were going to be there, but he'd realize by the time he looked at Legend.
Parahumans, god they were a headache.
He felt his dick harden again, the small rest all it needed before going again. Such a high libido, a blessing and a curse, truly. He turned to Cammy who was still asleep soundly. If there was one thing he learned spending time with Cammy, it was to let her wake up on her own. She had a shockingly solid internal clock.
So he didn't wake her up, simply moved out of her grasp, just enough for her to lay on her stomach. Be it reflex or his own luck, she spread her legs once she did so.
He wasn't so cruel to pull the blankets off of her, so he realigned himself on top of her, his cock once again teasing her entrance. She moaned under him, but still fast asleep.
He wasn't usually into something like this, but Cammy encouraged him to keep going if he really wanted to. Maybe it was her pride as a woman when she walked him on him jacking off one time, but he wasn't going to complain. Something felt good about treating her as a sex doll.
He slipped in easily, a low groan escaping his lips. Forget sleep, he was going to be doing this the whole flight.
-STD-
"How's the hotel room? I know Lucis has been there before, but is it missing anything?"
"Everything is, uh, fine Mr. Freeman." Taylor said nervously. She probably had a different idea of how he acted in comparison to how he actually was. What was Lucis telling her?
"Good. Don't be afraid to call the front desk for anything." He turned to Lucis, his eyes narrowing, "You already know what I'm gonna say to you."
"It was one time! Besides, I have a little bit of my own money to spend."He grabbed Taylor's hand, who's face started to heat up. The two of them were cute, he had to admit. "Taylor, what do you want to do here today?"
The girl seemed stunned, struggling to find her words for a few moments before she took a breath. "Maybe...Maybe we can spend today doing more, uh, touristy stuff?" She supplied with a nervous laugh.
Alexander looked at his son, who looked back at him. Alexander gave a shrug, "Sure, why not. You two, lead the way." Alexander didn't care much for the tourist traps of NYC, but with him and his son here, Taylor wouldn't fall for one of the many tricks that plague the city.
"It's not too late. We can go to a few monuments, take some photos, hell, we could catch a show too. We're not too far from Broadway." Lucis said, scrolling through his phone.
"Ye-yeah. That works." A frown was on her face, "I don't have a cell phone, but you can-"
That clicked something in Alexander's mind. A teenager with no phone? How would she contact her parents? He wasn't sure to be worried or not, but Lucis seemed to already know, based off his own reaction.
"So Taylor, where do you wanna go first?"
Time flew by when acting as a chaperone. Taylor dragged Lucis all across the city, from parks, to fountains, to piers, to just straight up buildings. Oddly enough, she avoided memorials, and seemed to revel in the subway system. It used to be a mess, but compared to Brockton Bay's own public transport, it was a godsend.
It was easy to see the way her face lit up when looking around the city. From each small sample at a restaurant, to the buildings, to even the people. Lucis was sure to show her a good time, Alexander was proud of his boy. But of all things, Taylor seemed to be the most interested in the heroes that flew through the sky and patrolled the streets.
Which wasn't too shocking, you couldn't walk three blocks without running into a ward or a member of the Protectorate. Pictures really couldn't be taken, but that was due to the mount of people surrounding them. They would get their chance in the future.
That didn't mean they didn't take pictures at all. In fact, they took more than what Alexander and Lucis ever done. If there was a place that had any kind of significance, Taylor wanted to take a photo. Alexander didn't mind taking them, this was about Lucis and his girlfriend. He honestly may have felt a bit out of place every time Lucis dragged him into a photo.
He really was just as awkward as his son at times.
They spent the last bit of daylight they had watching a show on Broadway, a musical about Alexandria, not Legend, oddly enough. It was corny, but at the very least the songs were catchy. He may have been bored, but Lucis and Taylor seemed to be locked to the stage the whole time. Maybe it was a good thing he spent the extra money to get his hands on box seats.
It was later in the night, and although Taylor was slightly concerned about crime, the two Freemans assured her that such a thing would only happen if you took alleyways, parts of the city with no lights, or just straight up ignored the warning signs that so many villains put up.
The three of them were sitting at a table nearby, warm drinks in their hands to stave off the cold. Alexander took a sip from his coffee before continuing his rant from before, "I'm not saying the musical was bad, but I don't think that Legend needed three separate solo songs."
"You say that, but I heard you humming along every time he opened his mouth," Lucis said with a grin, "You might be his biggest fan."
"Best part was the final duet with Hero," Taylor said after wiping her mouth of the hot chocolate she got, "I cried."
Lucis snorted, and it was easy to see the small kick Taylor gave him under the table. "Don't laugh. It was heart-wrenching."
As the two of them discussed the musical, Alexander felt his phone vibrate. Taking the look at the message he frowned. "Alright, time to get back to the hotel. I have an early day tomorrow and I don't want you guys out here alone at night."
"Stay up late as long as you guys want, hell, I think there's a pool at the hotel. Just stay inside for now." The two teens grinned at that, wasting no time to down their drinks before standing up.
"Let's go pops, long day ahead of you tomorrow. Lets get those old bones a rest." Lucis wasted no time helping out his father out of the chair, even if he didn't need it.
"I'm only thirty-four!"
"Whatever you say pops. Let's get you to bed."
He scoffed. Bastard was full of jokes today, but he couldn't find it in him to be annoyed. Yes, he was still his son, but he seemed to be shaping up to be a friend in a couple of years. Only time would tell.
But for now, it was time to go back to the hotel. Toybox ran a tight ship, and he didn't want to be late to the meeting with Uppercrust.
-STD-
Alexander was glad that Uppercrust and his Elite were more like bureaucrats as opposed to the psychos he had to deal with in the past. They were evil, sure, but more in a corrupt politician kind of way. Not chop your dick off for wearing the wrong shade of red kind of way like Accord was.
Checking his watch, he gave a nod to Strider, who returned it. They never really spoke, but they ran into each other more times than he could count. Nice guy, was surprisingly relaxed on Toybox jobs. Although he had to wear a suit while Strider could continue dressing like a train conductor. But Parahumans were expected to be a but out there, so Alexander guessed this is their version of formal.
A wiry man was sitting on a desk across from the two of them. His skin was pale, but his eyes had the telltale spark of intelligence that Alexander saw in so many tinkers. Skinny, thinning hair. He coughed what felt like every few minutes, but that only confirmed who it was. That was Uppercrust for sure. Dying, but willing to help out where he could. Not the most villainous, but what did Alexander know, he worked for a villain group technically.
"I assume you two are here to drop off the," he coughed into his arm for a moment, me and Strider staying silent as he did so. He took a drink from whatever was in the small mug on his dress. "Power cells and drones I requested."
"Of course sir." Alexander said as Strider nodded.
"Thank you...could you bring the case over so I could...inspect everything?" His breathing was heavy, but it was impossible to not hear the smile that was in his voice when he said it.
Alexander nodded at Strider, the mover approaching the desk with the vase of technology. With a press of a few buttons it opened with a hiss. Although he couldn't see the technology from the angle he was at, the way Uppercrust eyes widened, he knew that it was exactly what the villain was looking for.
"This...this is perfect. Thank you for your service. Feel free to see yourself out."
The two Toybox employees nodded, leaving the room. Once they were both outside of the room, Alexander released a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Thank god that went smoothly."
"He doesn't have long for this world. It's probably easier for him to not make enemies right now." Strider said easily. He started going through his pockets before finding a manila envelope and handing it to Alexander, "Message from your boss."
He took the envelope and opened it with a raised eyebrow. He was planning to meet with Big Rig in person, this was out of the ordinary for sure.
"Lex, no need to come in for your report. Strider will take care of it. Enjoy your time in New York and go splurge with the bonus in here.
You'll be back to work the week after New Years. If what you told me is true, maybe you can spend some of that time with Calisto or Cammy. Not Dahlia though, you need to stop sticking your dick in crazy.
Anyway, Happy Holidays.
-Big Rig."
Alexander could feel the headache forming already. Nosy boss, he'll stick in crazy all he wants. Not to mention Big Rig sleeps with parahumans, there's no woman crazier than those.
"Thanks Strider." Alexander reached into his envelope and pulled out a crisp hundred dollar bill and handed it to him, "This might be chump change to your normal jobs, but thanks anyway."
The parahuman shrugged, "Money is money. You need a ride anywhere?"
He thought about it for a moment before shaking his head, "All good for now. Happy Holidays Strider."
"You too Lex." and with a faint crack, he disappeared.
The senior Freeman was prepared to spend all day on this, and now had an abundance of free time.
He thought about going back to the hotel and maybe spend more time with Taylor and Lucis before tossing that idea out the window. He didn't want to ruin whatever plans his son had with his Girlfriend. Besides, there was still a lot of time left in their trip to spend with them.
Plus he couldn't find the heart to try and ruin whatever mojo his son had going on and embarrass him with stories. Not yet at least.
There was always the nuclear option. Going to see Dahlia a day early may put his mental stability at risk, but she'd probably appreciate an extra hand while he was there. Not to mention that she'd want him to perform, what was it she called it, penance towards her?
It was her paper thin excuse to have him fuck her, but he wasn't one to complain.
A quick text to his son was all Alexander needed to do before he made his way to lower Manhattan. The trip wasn't long, but he didn't know how long he'd be staying. The apartments there were a bit on the pricier side, but that came with having essentially a whole floor or two to themselves. Which was good, because he didn't need neighbors worrying about the sounds that were about to echo in the room.
He took the key he was given...it might have been months ago at this point, for when they saw each other again. Reaching her floor didn't take long, and after unlocking the door, he was greeted with the sight of the beautiful Dahlia Hawthorne, piles of books surrounding her in the middle of her living room.
Dahlia was a beautiful woman, and seemed to give off an air of grace with everything she did. Soft and delicate feature, she was a petite girl who looked younger than she actually was. She was wearing a light pink sundress, framing her modest figure, the same way her face was framed by her long red hair.
When he closed the door behind him, she looked up, startled for a moment. The look of shock transformed into an easy smile, her large brown eyes looking to Alexander.
"So it seems penance has come once again," her voice was soft and smooth, almost like she was singing, "Before you deliver my punishment, could you spend some time assisting me?"
Alexander didn't say anything, he understood the process by now. Locking the door behind him, he made his way to her living area, sitting down next to her and picking up a book. "...Why exactly are these books frozen?"
"They were used. Freezing them kills pests, mold, and all sorts of things." She said easily, hairdryer in hand before passing it to Alexander, "I'll grab the other one. Just do wide sweeping motions for now."
Alexander did as he was told. He wasn't sure why he was okay with just listening to this girl, but he wasn't going to question it.
-STD-
"Use me! Fuck me like the stupid fucking whore I-UNGHHH~"
Alexander kept pounding into the small redhead, her dress was pulled up hastily, revealing a perfectly shaved cunt and pretty pink nipples. Her chest was flat, but that didn't stop him from biting and teasing the small mounds that were there. His hands were wrapped around her neck, cutting off her breathing and causing her to tighten around him.
One of her legs were up near her face in a shocking display of flexibility, giving him a perfect view of the top of the butt plug that was inside her, the pinkish gem shining in the light. All these mixed sensations put him over the edge.
He pulled Dahlia into a kiss, her screams and moans becoming muffled, and with another thrust, he started paint her insides white. He could feel her legs wrapping around him. It wasn't like he was planning to pull out in the first place.
He pulled his lips back, watching her as her tongue lolled out her mouth. "Turn around, ass up."
She moved quickly, her body having no choice but to listen. Her ass may have been a bit small, but the way it taunted him had him ready to go again. Without any warning, he smacked her ass, the slap echoing in the room.
"Ahhhh~" she let out, the mix of their juices visible on her legs, "Harder!" He hit her again, harder this time. Dahlia's smooth skin went red, and another moan escaped her lips.
He started massaging her ass, feeling the tender skin and lightly poking the butt-plug, the toy close enough to pull out. It's been a while since he's done anal, and wasn't this a vacation? He deserved to treat himself a bit.
As if sensing his intent, Dahlia spread her cheeks apart, a short grunt of effort escaping her lips. It gave Alexander just enough room to the grab underneath the gem, the 'handle' of the toy. He pulled slowly, to not hurt her too bad in the process.
The toy left her body with a pop, leaving only willing, if not slightly expanded hole.
Sweeping his cock along her cunt a few times as makeshift lube, he placed his tip near her asshole. Before he could move himself, she suddenly pressed down hard against him.
"FUUUUUUUUUK~" she moaned out, the sudden feeling of fullness turned her world white, her eyes rolling up to the back of her head, while Alexander enjoyed the sensation of a warm hole that was eager to please him.
He gripped her hips, the flesh soft in his fingers, before pulling out until just the tip of his dick was still inside her before slamming down again. A groan of pleasure escaped both of their lips, the redhead's legs finally gave out, forcing her to lay down prone on the couch.
Alexander pondered about this position while he angled himself better to fuck this little psycho into the couch. He's done it before with Cammy, but doing it with Dahlia felt more exciting. The feeling of pressing as much weight as he could into a sexy redhead, one that was much smaller, much weaker than him to boot, was something he didn't know he needed.
Wet slaps and pained groans mixed well with moans of pleasure, but they were all the same to the two. Dahlia accepted her 'punishment' for the things she done in the past, and Alexander reveled in indulging in a darker side that he didn't get to unleash very often. They were lost in a fog of lust that was only interrupted by the sound of a sharp ringtone, one from man's own suit jacket.
He was content to shut it off, but when he saw who it was he snapped to attention, pausing his thrusts. He picked up the phone, a hand on the redhead's back to steady himself.
"Lucis, you never call me, what's wrong?" He said urgently, worry on his face.
"I'm good pops, I swear. So is Taylor. You're not anywhere near the Cornell Campus, right? The one in Upper East side?"
Dahlia started to move on her own, her small ass trying to get him to keep going, but her position and strength didn't help. He rolled his eyes, going at a slow pace to not leave her waiting for too long. He sucked in his breath, he had to focus.
"No, I'm in lower Manhattan, why what's up?"
"There was a bomb threat there. A parahuman or something like that. Wanted to make sure you're okay."
His eyes crossed as Dahlia pulled him deeper, her involuntary squeezes of her inside with every thrust almost being enough to throw him over the edge.
"I'm...fine. You and Taylor get back to the hotel if you're not already. Villains start getting bold when someone else is pulling all the heroes away."
"No problem. Love you pops."
"Love you too Lucis. Stay safe. I'll be back to the hotel tomorrow afternoon."
He hung up and turned his phone off. No more interruptions for the next day. He looked down at the quivering mess that was Dahlia. Moving off of her, he squat down to look her in the eye. "You're stuck with me for a bit longer." Alexander could feel the large grin that was growing on his face as he picked up red, throwing the small woman over his shoulder.
Cum leaked out of her, but he didn't mind. They'll shower soon enough. A small yelp escaped her lips when he slapped her ass, but he knew that she enjoyed it.
"We're taking this to the bedroom. I wanna see how long you can keep up." He said easily.
"Ah~ as long as you promise to treat me in there the same way you treated me out here, Lex."
"I'll treat you worse."
He smacked her ass again, but he could hear the joy in the yelp she gave out. If his wet hands weren't a sign she was enjoying this, he didn't know what was.
Before he closed the bedroom door, he thought about the threat at Cornell. Maybe it was a good thing he didn't live here