Magnetic Attraction 17

Magnetic Attraction

Chapter 17: Aftermath

-VB-

When the battle settled, I found myself being healed by Panacea in one of the medical tents. When had I gotten here?

“You’re good now. Move out of the bed; there are other patients who need it,” New Wave’s healer gruffed at me. I chose not to fight it. Endbringer Truce aside, it was never a good idea to fight with the medical professionals who knew what they were doing.

I got off of the bed and looked around groggily.

Everyone moved hastily but the desperation of being in the middle of an Endbringer attack was gone.

That was good.

That was good.

“Eisenfeld.”

I stopped ruminating on the details and turned to my left towards the entrance of the medical tents. Standing there was …

“Alexandria,” I greeted the flying brick of the Triumvirate. “How can I help you?”

The black visored woman stared at me for a moment before dismissing something. Instead, she spoke up. “You did a good job out there. It’s a shame that you haven’t become a hero yet.”

I shrugged as I walked out. She followed me by my side. “Heroes are too constrained, and while I do not mind some, the PRT forces too much. Not even the police are restrained that much, and they make more mistakes overall than PRT and the Protectorate combined.”

“If that is your bias, then so be it.”

Oi, was the woman calling me uneducated right there? Why else would she call my words ‘bias’?

“It’s keeping rogues and people like me out of the picture, so yeah, so be it.”

Her uncovered lower face revealed nothing. There was not a single change.

“As for your murder of Thomas Calvert…”

“You know that he was Coil. There is no way that you didn’t know. I killed a villain who regularly breaks the Unwritten Rules. It is not my issue.”

There was a pause as we stood at the edge of the camp.

“What will you do now? The city is ruined.”

I looked out and felt with my power.

What she said was true. Leviathan intentionally took the most destructive path it could into the city by wrecking the Downtown. With Downtown gone, the city’s source of income was more or less gone.

There was a high chance that the place would end up becoming condemned.

“I’ll probably hold territory in the south. Make it stable there.”

“So you will become a full time villain?”

“Heroes hold stable territories, too, Alexandria.”

“Many of the Empire Eighty-Eight’s leadership died in this battle, including Kaiser. You are not taking over?”

So she knew my identity.

“You’ve been playing two hands. Are you sure you’re not retiring soon?”

A subtle threat for a subtle threat.

We stared at each other before she yielded first. “I’ll take my leave then.” She floated away, leaving me to myself for a moment. It wasn’t long before Purity walked by me, nodded to me, which I returned, and then flew off just as Claire came to pick me up as Rune, which was fine.

I learned quickly that Kaiser, Hookwolf, and Krieg were all dead as were Cricket and Stormtiger. Menja, Fenja, and Rune - Nessa, Jessica, and Claire - were on my side, which meant that only Crusader, Alabaster, Victor, and Othala. Purity was still trying to be a hero, which left Night and Fog out of the picture.

Oh.

I was the biggest faction in the city after the heroes now.

“Hey, Eisen? What’s wrong?”

I looked down at Claire.

“Nothing. Let’s go home.”

I got on her platform, and we took off at a slow pace.

And then I noticed that she was flying slower than usual and the platform was large and curved inward.

“So, you drove off the Endbringer.”

“I don’t think I’m going to take the credit for that.”

“Ah, but there were some idiots who were filming you.”

“... Wait, what?”

“You were brave out there, Arthur,” Claire spoke huskily as she pushed me down. “You fought nearly one on one with Leviathan for minutes at a time.”

It didn’t sound great, but considering that only high-tier parahumans ever managed such a feat…

“Oh?” I asked her as I let her push me down. She pulled my pants down and then pulled her pants down.

“I think you deserve a reward.”

And she impaled herself - wet and tight - on my dick. I grunted before hissing in pleasure while Claire, my pregnant girl, whimpered before she began to bounce herself on top of me.

I only noticed now that her tits were bigger, but her pregnancy hadn’t reached that stage yet.

“You’re still filling out, aren’t you?” I asked with a coo.

“I-I’m a g-grown and mature woman!” she protested between her gasps and mewls of pleasure.

“Really? Are you mature enough to be manhandled by your man?”

“Huh-?”

With but a small exertion, I flipped myself on top of her, took no more than a second to spin her around on my dick to make her squeal, and stood up.

Now, she was hanging nearly upside down in doggy-style.

“Hey, wait-!”

And then I slid all the way into her, plugging her up and making her juices overflow from her tight and plugged pussy.

She gagged and gasped.

I slid out all the way, my dick aching at the loss of her pussy’s grip on it, before I slid right back in.

Her hands barely touched the platform while her feet remained dangling.

“Wait, w-wait! My hands need to t-tou-!”

High in the air, I ignored her words and plowed in and out of her.

Her juices spilled onto the platform in dribbles, and Claire whimpered as her hands finally disconnected from the platform.

This should have made us fall, but we didn’t.

Because the platform had a lot of metal and I used my power to keep it up.

“Y-You’re an ass!” she mewled.

“Oh? I’m an ass? Is that how you ask for your virgin asshole to be taken?”

“W-What?! N-No, I’m not ready for that yet!”

We grunted on top of the platform in what was pseudo-exhibitionism. Claire finally gave up and relaxed, letting me do all of the work in this.

Finally, I orgasmed inside of her, jizzing into her already pregnant womb, and a few more strokes later, she climaxed and squeezed around my dick.

I set her down on the platform, but I wasn’t done.

With her hands and knees now on the platforms, I went right back into plowing - no, rutting with how quickly I was pumping her. I pulled her hoodie off of her and then grabbed her lustrous hair and gave it a pull.

Claire screamed as she climaxed.

Her squeezing cunt made me cum soon after.

Our travel home slowed even more after that. When we did arrive at home, I had to carry her in. We were also mysteriously clean (iron dust had a lot of uses, even after being mixed with water).

-VB-

Nessa and Jessica, my bombshell ladies, also rewarded me.

They took turns sucking me off. Nessa fondled my balls in her turn, and Jessica really used her tongue well.

By the time the sun set, both of their faces were covered in my jizz.

It was a good victory sex marathon.