Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

Stepping in, she drew the sundress off Gabi's shoulders and let it pool on the floor at her feet "Mmmm. might have to take the strap to you baby." she cupped Gabi's ample chest from behind, rolling and toying with her thick dark nipples. She sucked on her girl's neck "just bend you over that bed and rail you till you beg me to stop." she purred in Gabi's ear, then rocked her hips against the round cheeks of her sort-of girlfriend's ass.
 
Gabi’s soft skin had gooseflesh from the air conditioning. She let out a sigh as Monica played with her breasts and put her lips against her neck. “Yesss. I need that.” The brunette leaned forward, lifting her rear and slowly rubbing it against Monica’s lap while tugging down her own lacy silver panties.

Gabi spun around and kissed the older girl firmly, then sank her teeth into Monica’s lower lip. “I think you do, too.”
 
Monica pushed Gabi down onto the bed and leaned over her, kissing her neck, using her body to pin her down "i need you pretty fucking badly, baby." Her hands travelled along Gabi's curves, exploring them, memorizing them. She got up onto the bed, straddling gabi's hips, then tore off her t shirt. She leaned over, letting her blond hair fall across her face as she stared down at her sort of girlfriend. "You're so beautiful."
 
Gabi let out little breathy sounds as Monica kissed and stroked her curvy body. She smiled and her cheeks flushed a bit at her lover’s words. The Latina grabbed the blonde girl’s hips, then worked her hands up the sides of her taut torso. “You’re so sweet to me.”

She lifted her head, brushing warm, inviting lips against one of Monica’s nipples. “You’re perfect, querida.” Her tongue slipped out, teasing the hardening pink flesh.
 
"you deserve it" she hovered over Gabi, pressing down a little as she felt the warmth of Gabi's lips against her. She brushed her knee against Gabi's core, pressing it up against her between her legs. She looked down at her, watching her, feeling the heat and perfect softness of her. she bit her lip, trying hard not to think 'not perfect enough apparently.' with measured success. She distracted herself by grinding herself slowly on Gabi's leg "mmm that feels good"
 
Gabi wrapped her mouth around Monica’s nipple while her other hand reached up and grabbed onto a lock of her blonde girl. The brunette slowly slid more of her lover’s breast into her mouth, continuing to toy with her hair. “You look so hot up there, sweetie,” she said. Locking eyes with Monica, she reached over to the front of the older girl’s panties and began gently caressing her through the thin material while Monica rubbed up against her. “Mmm. So nice and soft and warm and yummy.”

She patted Monica’s mound affectionately, then went back to stroking her.
 
She got up on her knees and wriggled out of her panties, then moved to take off Gabi's. she shifted around, pressing her lips to Gabi's, scissoring with her, laying back, looking at her girl, rubbing herself gently against Gabi. "you're so fucking sexy, baby" she licks her lips, memorizing the way Gabi looks right now, taking a snapshot in her mind, trying to record every moment of the encounter, to hold onto it forever.
 
Monica felt Gabi’s eyes on her, poring over ever inch of her naked body with what looked like a mix of adoration, admiration, and desire. A blissful smile spread across the raven-haired girl’s face as their legs interlocked.

The younger girl leaned back, resting her weight on her palms, starting to rub her tender skin against Monica’s. She exhaled through her nose, also going slow at first, as if they had nothing but time, all the time in the world. “I’m sexy? I could watch you for hours,” Gabi said, her delicate folds brushing against her lover’s. “Mmm. Love this.”
 
She rocked against Gabi's core. it wasn't something they did all the time, but it was so intimate. She loved the feel of her girl pressed against her, knowing each motion was pleasing her and Gabi both. She took Gabi's one leg and turned to pull it up and kiss the inside of her knee "love you, Gabriella" she moaned softly, turning her attention back to Gabi's face, looking her in the eye as they moved as one.
 
Gabi’s breathing grew more labored as their bodies pressed together, undulating steadily, her big, soft breasts bouncing a little with each movement. Her eyes closed momentarily when Monica kissed her leg. “Love you so much, Princesa.” She smiled again as she heard the older girl moan. The smile quickly disappeared when she let out a pleased sigh of her own.

“Yesss, baby,” she moaned. She lifted one of her hands and reached across, lightly touching Monica’s navel as she ground against her, then returned her hand to its original position on the bed. “Oh, god.” She looked up at the ceiling for a moment then her head lolled down again, bringing a lock of her black hair down over half her face and bringing back the grin. She blew away some of the hair with a small exhalation, smiling girlishly.
 
Circling her hips she rubbed her lips and clit against Gabi, feeling her own flesh slide along her lover's. She moaned and felt herself building up a bit as they moved in tandem, bodies grinding perfectly against one another in time. "you're so fucking hot." She licks her lips and runs her fingers along Gabi's skin where she can, but otherwise just holds Gabi's gaze, staring into her beautiful brown eyes as they push each other towards release. "fuck you feel so good against me."
 
Gabi let out a steady string of whimpers as the two girls scissored. “Love the way you…you look at me.” She fought and only partially succeeded at stifling a moan. “Makes me…feel so…”

She trailed off again, throwing her head back but then quickly adjusting to meet Monica’s eyes again. “Fuck, baby. I’m getting close.” She stroked Monica’s calf firm, then her thigh. “Look at fucking sexy you are.” She whimpered again and put a hand between her own breasts as if bracing herself.
 
She rocked, feeling herself getting there. She inhaled, reaching for Gabi, holding her leg, pulling the other girl against her as they moved in tandem, rocking their lips against each other "cum with me angel. Cum with me then hold me. I fucking need you. I need you so fucking bad." She whimpered, then felt herself spill over the edge, trembling with her orgasm even as she kept grinding.
 
Gabi moaned, eyes fixed on Monica with an intensity she only glimpsed in her easygoing best friend’s eyes during sex. “I’m right there with you, baby.” Her voice was pinched, the pitch a little higher than usual.

Gabi began to grind against her lover faster now. “Yes. Yesss, baby!”

The Latina gasped just a few seconds after Monica began to whimper and found herself in the grips of a powerful orgasm. Gabi kept rubbing herself against Monica’s core, movements becoming almost frenzied as she climaxed pressed up against the older girl’s pink folds.
 
Monica rocked with Gabi till she was too sensitive to maintain contact. She broke off, then rolled onto her, kissing her over and over, pinning her to the bed. "mmmm. God damn I needed that my love" she brushed Gabi's hair back, staring down into her eyes. "im so glad you're here"
 
Gabi purred as Monica showered her with kisses. “Me, too.” Her dark eyes peered into Monica’s lovingly. “By ‘here,’ you mean your bed, right?” Grinning, she placed her soft lips against her lover’s. “ ‘Cause I don’t plan on leaving it all day.”
 
After a long snuggle, they got dressed and checked in on Elise and Sid. She let the girl know despite the fact she was moving closer to campus in the fall she'd come by and watch her sometimes on saturdays and teach her how to swim when her dad had dates and such. They played with her a bit, and she didn't mention Gabi wouldn't be there. She gave Sid her contact information for the new house, and said she'd be available for some emergencies subject to a little notice mostly. After, she made Gabi lunch, some of Gabi's mother's food that Monica learned to make when Sarah took over as a partial mother figure after her own mother left. She sat with her girl a while, just chatting about where she'd end up, what her plans were at state.

That night she got dressed in comfortable clothes that said "slouchy dyke" as they were going to a lesbian bar. Jeans, a t shirt and a flannel. Light makeup, and her hair pulled back in a pony tail. Combat boots. Despite coming with her girl, she didn't want to give the vibe she was some cis-het girl invading a gay bar space. When they got there it was reasonably crowded, and she was grateful the door woman didn't really check their ID's. it probably helped that she and Gabi were hot.
 
When Monica and Gabi entered, they spotted Wendell and Nellie near the bar, both already holding drinks. Wendell was decked out in his standard uniform, while Nellie wore a baggy, long-sleeved shirt that bared one shoulder, and equally baggy pants, with more dramatic makeup applied than usual. “Hey, guys,” she said as they approached. “Y’all are killing it tonight.”

“Ladies,” Wendell said, tipping an invisible hat.

“Heyyy,” Gabi said, slipping her arm over Monica’s shoulders. “How’s it going?”

“Good, good,” Nellie said.

“Aside from sticking out like a non-lesbian thumb, pretty good,” Wendell noted.

“Aww, don’t feel bad. Monica and I are both bi, so…we stick out, too,” Gabi said with a smile.
 
"not as bad as Wendell, baby" she laughed and rested her hand on Gabi's ass, giving it a firm squeeze. She kissed her cheek, then looked around the bar "So what's your type, Nelly? Aside from warm and willing." She laughed, keeping her hand in place on Gabi while her eyes roamed around the bar.
 
“Judging from my dating history, my type is girls who are not totally into me,” the Arkansas native said with a smile, “I don’t know. The bartender’s pretty hot but she literally can’t go home with me. She’s kinda cute.” She motioned to a young woman of Asian descent who stood near the bar, sporting a black camisole; shorty, spiky hair; and a black skirt. “And her.” She looked toward a tall, fair-haired girl with an angular haircut sporting a casual sport coat and tie.

The spiky-haired girl met another young woman with a hug that soon turned into a kiss. “Guess that narrows it down.” Nelly fixed her eyes on the tall patron and took another swig of her beer. “I’m going in.”

“We got your back,” Gabi said cheerily.

“Me, too,” Wendell said. “From over here.”

Gabi and Monica flanked Nelly as they made their way across the room. The tall woman was laughing and talking with a well-built, dark-haired woman wearing a tight t-shirt that showed off her muscular arms. After moving a bit closer, Nelly kept her distance, trying to ascertain whether they were partners or friends, then seemed to be satisfied enough that they were the latter and headed over.

The girl who had caught Nelly’s eye worked at a local bakery, and her buff companion was study physical therapy as a PCU grad student. Nelly and the baker hit it off pretty quickly, while Monica and Gabi chatted with the amiable woman for a while and included Wendell in the conversation as he sauntered over.

Nelly seemed to be drinking at a steady if not excessive clip for a Saturday night out on the town. Before too long, she and the baker were making their way onto the dance floor to the strains of “Red Wine Supernova.”

“Querida,” Gabi said, starting to bounce to the beat a bit and extending her hand to Monica as she backpedaled toward the dance floor. Wendell and the grad student were having a Game of Thrones discussion.
 
She was more of a rock girl, but the infectious lesbian love anthem from Chapel Roan was enough to get anyone on the dance floor. She grabbed Gabi and moved away from the nerdery, grabbing her by the hips from behind and pulling her back against her. She moved along with the music, letting the moment just be about the two of them. She wasn't getting into Nelly's phone here in the bar, and if the girl was sober enough to leave with the girl she was dancing with then she would just have to be in the dark as to whether nelly was the culprit. She made the most sense, but Monica didn't want to get caught doing something like going through her phone without cover. Wendell at least would notice. So she just let herself be free, and twenty, and on the dance floor with the hottest girl there.
 
4 WEEKS LATER

“Look at that,” Monica’s father said as he finished securing one of her cardboard boxes, “last box, last piece of packing tape. That’s efficiency.” He hefted the heavy parcel into the air with ease, carrying it to the elevator as she followed. “You want to check the restaurant and see if they do reservations? I’m pretty darn hungry all of a sudden.”

Checking her phone, Monica found that the restaurant did. She also noted an article that Wendell had shared to social media.

VIGIL SECURES 3.8 BILLION DOLLAR CONTRACT WITH PROSPECT CITY

As the elevator descended, she learned the company at which she’d finished interning just a few weeks ago had been contracted by the city in large part due to the fears raised by the Swat-induced violence earlier that summer. Police still had limited leads on who had spread the mutagenic compound, and the city was still on edge.

“You know,” James noted, “Albany’s just a few hours from here.” Under his breath, he added, “Even fewer if you have an alien aircraft.”
 
Monica hmmmed. Shame she hadn't figured out at the end of the day who might have leaked things. Or even if there was a leak. Still questionable. She might have to pimp her nighthawk connection to get a second shot at interning there though. As for swat, she was going to probably launch a crusade against the dealers, try to figure out the distribution networks. A little punisher-style maybe. WHen James mentioned visiting Gabi she smiled "I know." she sighed and leaned back against the wall "I also... I kind of feel like i deserve to have someone in my life except for you that doesn't leave though you know?" She looked over at her dad "I ... I'm immensely grateful for you. I want you to know that" she hefted the box in one arm and hugged him with the other. "But Gabi couldn't hack it. Couldn't hack ME. She says that's not it but ... it's totally it. I can't blame her. she loves Cottersville Monica and she got well. Something else."
 
James patted Monica’s shoulder as they hugged. “I’m sorry, honey. You know all I wanted for you was to have a normal life.” They stepped out of the elevator into the lobby of the building and made their way to the street. “Still do. But I guess you’ve still got a little too much of your mother in you.”

He let out a sigh. “But onward and upward, right? New apartment. New school year coming up.”
 
"I'm not normal. I'll never be normal" she sighed "I really wish I could talk to her. tell her I understand" she meant her mother "if she hadn't tried to marry me off..." She growled at that "to some weird evil jedi." She shook her head "still. I mean I get needing to be part of something bigger. I get needing to fight. it's..." she knew James wasn't battle caste "I can't explain it. Did she ever? the. need. The need to do things that are physically dangerous. To pit yourself against another person in combat. It's. I wish it weren't but its part of who I am and that's never going to change." She didn't imagine there were a lot of old battle caste members, and the ones that were old were probably insanely dangerous. "There's like, this compulsion. And then there's the fact that like, I need to fix things." she shook her head "anyway, you did try and I love you. I don't say it a lot but I do."
 
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