The Protagonist Syst 225 Brandishing A Weapon

225 Brandishing A Weapon

I had to leave the house when my foresight trick of five minutes into the future, combined with a touch of telepathy, let

know Amy and Vicky were coming ho. I didn't ask how Amy managed to work another shift at the hospital, because it had taken her out of the house and given

privacy to talk to Carol for my appointnt, which had turned out quite differently than I expected.

I did know that Vicky had been patrolling with her boyfriend Gallant, thanks to the phone updates Lisa arranged for . She really was becoming a great source of information, now that I knew she was the one helping Paige keep track of everything, especially . Again, telepathy for the win. Lisa was coming along well with her own growing ability, too.

Before I left, I did warn Carol that she really was pregnant, because it was one of my abilities. She rubbed her belly and smiled. Neither of us missed Sarah's sound of relief because she had refused. Two had been enough for her and she needed to remain in command of New Wave and couldn't take a year off to have a baby.

I kissed the both of them before I apparated ho and sent a text to Lisa to find out where Mark Dallon was. I hadn't seen or sensed anyone else in the house and wondered where he was. I received a text back almost right away and he was in Faultline's bar nad the Palanquin and having a great ti with a brunette in a reserved booth.

I chuckled and thanked her, then I tried to send her so money. The transfer was denied and I received another text saying my money was no good. I laughed and shook my head at her being obstinate, so I sent a ssage to Paige and she would handle it for .

That was when my mother entered the house and she had a huge beaming smile on her face.

“Good day at work?” I asked and she hopped up into my arms and kissed .

“It was horrible!” My mom said with a laugh and we went to the kitchen to start cooking supper. She kept giving

certain looks after that, especially when her fingers kept brushing across my hand as I handed her things.

“You can just ask, you know.” I said and kissed her cheek. “You know I can never lie to you.”

My mother giggled like a little girl. “I'm pretty sure you have so of Sarah Pelham's and Carol Dallon's DNA inside you.”

I had to laugh at it being phrased like that. “I did swallow quite a bit of both of them.”

My mother only blushed slightly, because I spent quite a bit of ti swallowing a lot of her as well. “You know they're both married, Greg. Why would you do that?”

I spent the rest of the al prep ti explaining how Carol had been separated from Mark for over a decade, because of his chronic depression and ntal issues, and that they had only stayed together because of the kids. Sarah on the other hand, apparently her husband Neil had been cheating on her for years and I was her revenge.

I did not say anything about Carol also sleeping with Neil almost 20 years ago and she didn't know for sure who Vicky's father was. It wasn't necessary to provide proof of his infidelity, because my mother had nodded and gave

a knowing look. She must have done the sa touching trick and sensing other DNA on Manpower as well, probably when they shook hands during the press conference.

“This isn't going to ruin the team is it?” My mother asked

as we sat at the table and started eating.

“Ha, no. We were careful to make sure no on else was in the house. As soon as anyone was going to co ho, I beat feet right out of there.” I answered.

She gave

a squinted look. “I hope you didn't leave without giving them their proper respect.”

I gave her a very warm smile and leaned in to kiss her tenderly, nearly taking her breath away. “I would never disrespect a woman like that. I thanked the both of them and kissed them to show my appreciation.”

My mom really blushed after that and went back to eating without further comnt. I also didn't say anything and finished off my own al. I checked my phone after that and there were no new notifications, either from Lisa or Paige, so I checked the status of my debut song and almost choked on my own spit when I saw it had been downloaded 120,000 tis.

“Greg, are you okay?” My mother asked .

Instead of answering, I showed her my phone and she saw the numbers. She gave

a curious look and clicked the link before holding the phone to her ear. A few minutes later, she was rubbing her thighs together, her nipples were so hard they almost tore her blouse, and her face had stayed red the whole ti.

When the song ended, she handed

the phone back, picked

up in a princess carry, and carried

to her bedroom. We didn't leave until the morning when we both had to go to work and school respectively.

School was a bit more relaxed than the day before, probably because I hadn't acted like a typical cape or music star. I wasn't going to disappoint them and acted just like I usually did by giving out hugs and kisses to those that wanted them, fist bumps to the guys that wanted them, and even ntioned to Vicky, Amy, Dean, and the other Wards, that I was going to New York for Friday's work placent.

It left them speechless, probably because it was happening so quickly. I gave them my best smile and Jensen dragged

off to World History class. She was suprely disappointed it wasn't another presentation class and we were tested on the contents of the last class. Since the teacher only cared if we barely listened, most of the class passed the easy test and the ones that failed were given howork.

We had another study hall, so I grabbed Jensen and snuck off to give her the reward for winning the gym class basketball ga. She definitely enjoyed doing that instead and everyone comnted on her bright smile afterwards. Thankfully, she didn't tell them why she was smiling and walking a little awkwardly. Most of the girls guessed anyway and I had a lot of hungry looks co my way, which I ignored.

I went ho after school and I saw a note that my mother was out visiting with Sarah for so reason, so I made supper early and left so of it under warming charms for her. I ate my food and then ssaged Paige to see what she was doing. There was no response, which ant I had the whole afternoon to myself.

With nothing pressing to do, I went upstairs to my room and turned on my computer. When I checked my VoidCowboy account, it was finally off of suspension and I imdiately dove into the ss on PHO and helped Paige fan the flas by calling Atlas a glory hound and he needed to stop hogging all the hot babes for himself.

Well, that set of a huge verbal fight among all the Atlas fans, mostly because they wanted in on being hogged. It made

laugh that a few of them also said they wouldn't mind being porked if he was passing by. I had to respond with Atlas needing to be charged for 'fly-by porking' and his dick should be classified as a master effect, because everyone was falling for it when it was out.

I was banned again, only three days this ti instead of two weeks like last ti, and I thanked Tin_Mother for her leniency after giving her so much work. She responded and sent

a naked picture of Atlas in the shower. It had no extra shower steam and there was a winky face on the tip of his penis.

'Now that you've seen it, you could be mastered, too.' Tin_Mother sent to . 'Enjoy your ban.'

I laughed and laughed, because she had sent it to

after banning

and I couldn't repost it like she knew I would. “Cheeky, cheeky.” I said and logged out, cleared the cache of the browser, and logged back in as Broad_Shoulders.

Wow, I had a lot of public and private ssages to work through. I started by deleting all the spam, the unsolicited music and contract offers, since they were illegal, and eventually worked down to the actual ssages I needed to get to.

The most important one was the confirmation from both Carol and the New York Protectorate and PRT offices that my Friday session was with them and they had the coordinates I needed to show up. Carol offered to go with

for the first one and I appreciated it, so I agreed. I took out my phone when it beeped and saw she sent

a titable she had worked out for picking her up and travelling the long way.

I chuckled at how eager she was and logged out of PHO before I responded with a text that I could teleport, reminding her she didn't have to include travel tis. I would need a map of New York to navigate, though. She agreed and would send one as soon as she had it, as well as the revised schedule. She also said she would appreciate if I had more formal clothes when not in costu for my stay there.

I knew she wanted to present a better casual image than what Amy and Vicky did, so I agreed and sent her a picture of

wearing a transfigured tuxedo. I didn't hear back from her for several minutes and I figured she was busy working. When my phone beeped, she sent

a picture back and it was her, naked on her desk at work, and her legs were spread to welco

in.

I teleported right into her office and she actually was there on her desk. She saw I was wearing the tux and she had to clamp her mouth shut to stop her moan. I checked to make sure her door was locked, silenced it, and I started to strip off.

“No, leave it on.” Carol ordered and rubbed her soaked opening. “I want you just like that.”

I nodded and fixed my clothes, opened just the button fly on the dress pants, and pulled myself out. She moaned as I slipped inside of her and she held her hands up for

to take. I intertwined our fingers and she held on like her life depended on it and we had sex like that. The look of utter desire on her face and how she was clenching

down there, had

blowing a load fairly quickly.

Carol loved that she had gotten

off so quickly and she thanked , because she really had to get back to work. After taking a half day off for , she was a little behind. I apologized for that and offered to stay and help her, making her giggle like a little girl.

“I think the most you could help with is getting

coffee and maybe a few files from the file room.” Carol said, clearly amused.

“Consider it done.” I said and her eyes widened. “I'm not busy and I already ate, so I'm all yours until you have to go ho in a few hours.”

“You... really...” Carol whispered.

“Gofer Greg, at your command.” I said and saluted, then I made my penis stand at attention as well and then saluted it, too. “Do you want your coffee first or...”

“Clean

up and then head to the file room. I need the Harold file, case 343221.” Carol said, sternly.

I knelt and spelled her clean before I licked her out, making her co again, and I helped dress her and slipped myself back into my pants. I left her office at a fast walk and the secretaries and paralegals on the work floor stared at , probably because of the tuxedo, and I went to the file room.

I didn't ask the worker there for help and silently used a point

spell to find the file. I grabbed it and stopped in the break room on the way, checked the coffee, and it was horrible. I fixed it, making it right, added in a diluted healing potion, and used a bit of magic to keep the thing refilling on its own. I returned to Carol's office with the file and a large cup of steaming coffee.

“It took a bit of ti to find the file.” I said truthfully, because it was only a bit of ti. If she assud it was longer, that was on her. I handed her the file and the coffee. I had made it the way she liked it, of course.

“Thank you, Greg.” Carol said and took in a long sniff of the coffee, gave

a surprised look, then she sipped it and her back straightened and she smiled. “You made a new pot?”

I smiled back. “I don't think anyone here has ever made coffee for others before.”

“It's always horrible.” Carol said and took another sip.

“Not anymore.” I promised and her mind imdiately went back to

promising to always be there when she needed

and she gave

a look that demanded I kiss her. I did so, quickly and discreetly, and she looked pleased.

Carol went back to work and I stayed as her assistant for the afternoon. Shoulder and feet rubs were normal things to do for your boss, weren't they? Well, she appreciated them, at least.

I teleported up into the air above Brockton Bay when she said her day was done and it was supperti. I had no plans, and still hadn't heard from Paige, so I changed my tux into my Atlas costu and flew to New York. Carol had given

the map she found and it had the coordinates marked on it. I wasn't going to teleport in blind, so I physically flew there first and checked it wasn't a test.

I found it was a helipad on the roof of the PRT HQ building in New York and nodded. I flew to a few other landmarks, like the Empire State Building and the remains of the Statue of Liberty. I seriously thought about using Overhaul's power to reformat the thing to fix it, only there was no way to hide doing sothing that big from everyone.

I teleported back ho and saw my mother was already curled up on the couch and she gave

a pointed look. “You were busy and I found a way to stay busy myself for the afternoon.”

“With Carol.” My mother said.

“I needed a map of New York for Friday's appointnt and I went to her office to prove I could teleport. Once I was there, she needed an assistant to catch up for skipping part of yesterday.” I explained and she nodded. “You were testing ?”

“I was just making sure you really can't lie to .” My mother responded. “How many tis did you have sex?”

“Just the once. I showed up in a tux and she lost herself to it.” I admitted.

My mother couldn't help herself and laughed. “That is a pretty good reason.”

“She thought so.” I said and changed my costu to the sa tux. My mother started to drool as she stared at , so I did the sa thing as I did with Carol. I only opened up the button fly on the pants and fished out my erection for her. My mom's lips were on it a second later and she gobbled it down like it was the best thing in the world.

I was on the couch a second later and she mounted

and kissed

deeply as she had her wicked way with . Her hands kept caressing the suit all over, the lapels, the gold cuff links, the vest, and the stylish shirt. She never stopped kissing , either.

When I finished inside of her, she didn't beg

for a child, even though she fully knew I could give her one without penalties or worries. She sure wanted

to, though. She was also starting to think I needed to call her Diane when we were intimate like this, just so she could stop wondering why she enjoyed having so much sex with .

“It's because you doubly love .” I said and she looked surprised. “Your conflicted feelings are what's bothering you and not that you're doing it. We love each other, in several different ways, and neither of us are controlling, demanding, or want to hurt the other. It's so nice and comforting being with you that it's almost a sha we don't feel guilty about it.”

My mom opened her mouth to refute that, then tilted her head and looked thoughtful. “I think... yes, you're right. I'm feeling guilty that I don't feel guilty.”

I smiled at that. “Then you know you don't have to feel guilty. It's not your fault we're so compatible.”

My mother chuckled. “That didn't stop Vicky from pushing you aside.”

I shook my head. “She has her own love for Amy and wants to protect her. If Amy can't have , Vicky doesn't want to make her sad by having

around all the ti and having the fun they both could have had with .”

“But, that hurts her.” My mother said.

“It doesn't matter. Amy is more important to her than I am and I understand that.” I told her. “I won't get between them, not without being the thing they need to reach each other.”

“Ohhh, I get it. If Vicky was the only one with you, you wouldn't be a bridge between them, you would be a wedge keeping them apart.” My mom said with a nod.

“Which is what Dean is.” I agreed.

“Oh, that poor boy.” My mother said and then chuckled. “He knows how Amy feels and can't do anything about it, because he's the wedge and is trying to be the bridge, only he doesn't know he can't be both.”

“You got it.” I said and kissed her. “All I can do is keep going the way I am and hope for the best.”

“And plan for the worst.” My mother said and I nodded.

After a few minutes, I took out a blanket and covered us, cleaned up with a few spells, and we fell asleep cuddled up together on the couch. Tomorrow was going to be another normal day and then it would be Friday and my visit to the New York Protectorate. I couldn't wait to et the cape that was going to help

defeat the biggest threat to the world.