Magnetic Attraction 13

Magnetic Attraction

Chapter 13: Interruption

-VB-

Arthur Anders
Brockton Bay

I held Nessa by her hip while she wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my hip. Our hips met together again and again in a symphony of slapping wet flesh and sex. 

Jessica and Clarissa laid to the side, already exhausted and dripping cum from their vaginas. Clarissa held her pregnant stomach with her hands while Jessica caressed her slowly showing stomach.

Nessa was the only one who wasn’t showing, and she made me aware of just how much she wanted a kid.

Namely, she did this by fucking me for hours on end even after the other two tapped out. 

Her clearly exhausted eyes looked up at me even as her hips continued to grind against me.

“Nessa,” I whispered her name as we climaxed, and her full lips puckered in exertion as she wrapped herself tightly around me, pulling me as deeply as she could into her deepest parts. Tears trickled down from the corners of her eyes as I kissed her while her vagina wrapped around my dick and milked me for all I was worth. 

She whimpered as my dicks twitched with shots of cum, slowly filling her up with my sticky warm seed. 

We both wanted a kid between the two of us just like I was going to have children with Jessica and Clarissa. 

Finally, she succumbed to her exhaustion and fainted in my arms. I set her down slowly before pulling out of her and letting her sleep. 

‘She’s been growing insistent.’

-VB-

When we woke up the next day and everyone was starting to get to their morning routine, I pulled Nessa aside.

“What?” she asked me tersely.

“Nessa, we’re trying very hard.”

She knew what I meant by trying.

“Okay.”

“What I want to know is why you feel that you have to do this.”

“Do what?”

“Short answers aren’t becoming of your beautiful lips, Nessa.”

She snorted and then fell silent sullenly. 

“I-I want a family.”

“I’m here. Jessica’s here. Even Clarissa is here, even if you two butt heads like a pair of six year olds.”

She didn’t look at me, looking away. Despite the fact that Nessa and Jessica were both seasoned capes, they were still young adults just like Max and I had been all of those years ago. She’s yet to develop that thick skin needed to confront awkward or stressing emotional confrontations.

So I gave her time. 

She finally looked back up at me after what seemed to be minutes. There were tears in her eyes. 

“You know how Heith was the one to raise me and Jess?”

“Yes.”

“She’s the best mother I’ve had.”

“Before…?”

“Our birth parents weren’t …” she slowed down and stopped, looking away again. “They were assholes.”

I nodded.

“And H-Heith was our cousin. When I first met her, I was skeptical, b-but she was so nice and helped us and -” she stopped, composing herself from the near burst of tears, and I didn’t comment on it. “But she died. Died to the fucking Nine.” She took a deep breath in. “I never got to spend a lot of time with her, so I w-want to be like her. A good mom. And Clair and Jess are also having kids soon so…”

I nodded understandingly. “If you want, then we can catch an appointment with Panacea to check up on you.”

She looked up to me. “R-Really?”

“Really. I’m perfectly fine with setting aside some activities to make sure that you’re fine.”

She nodded quickly, a little wet in her eyes, but didn’t say anything otherwise. 

The inherent problem with my promise presented itself to me within my mind moments after I made it.

How was I going to get Panacea, the brainwashed daughter of the New Wave hero team to look at me when she alone had too much workload to meet Ness in the first place?

-VB-

I mulled over the fact that I promised something that was legitimately challenging.

As a vigilante that had killed federal officers, I was no doubt on the shit list of the PRT ENE. While they didn’t have the bal-.

Oh wait, they do.

Armsmaster would gladly break the Unwritten Rules if it gave him the advantage necessary to take me down.

That’s concerning, now that I thought about it.

Okay, so I needed Amy to take a look at Ness for a diagnosis at the very least and a full healing session if I could manage it. How could I do that? 

I couldn’t leverage my status; I was a violent vigilante, and in the perspective of the Dallon side of the family, I was a persona non grata. I couldn’t kidnap Amy to do it. That’s just a bad idea in general. I couldn’t kidnap other members of New Wave to do it; breaking Unwritten Rules was fine until I did it to get at a hero team with seven members, over half of whom have more combat experience individually than I do.

I could beg? Maybe.

“Bump” into her while Ness and I are “out for a walk” and spill that we are concerned about Ness’s health and “could Panacea please check up on my wife? I’ll even pay.”

Bribe her with alcohol?!

Wait, before all of that, I had to deal with the PRT so that they don’t do something stupid-.

WAAAAANNNNNGGGGGG

WAAAAANNNNNGGGGGG

WAAAAANNNNNGGGGGG

…

Oh.

Oh no.

Oh no no no no no.

Levi bitch wasn’t due for another week! Why now?!

I shot up and there was a stampede around the house.

“All of you get out of Brockton Bay. Head inland,” I spat out. “I’m not having any of you risk yourselves or the babies here.”

Clarissa was the first to nod. Jess and Ness were less inclined to follow my order.

“You think you can take on Levi-”

“No,” I cut her off. “I’m going to do my fucking best to stay the fuck away from him, but I’m not letting stupid idiots who want to die fighting it die too quickly before they drive the Endbringer away.”

It was a cold statement, but when the situation came down to it, whatever that wasn’t mine wasn’t my concern. Not when my girls were involved.

They tried to fight back against me for both my decision to send them away and my involvement in the imminent Endbringer, but as the siren rang louder and louder, they relented.

I put on a real mask, just in case the water washed my iron sands away, and pulled out all stops.

Hopefully, I can do some good in this fight.