Bab 24: Date (18+)
I was awakened by a quiet conversation right next to me. A month in a new body had not been in vain, and I was able to ignore the pain, which had become less noticeable after the first start. Besides, a human being is such a creature that can adapt to various conditions rather quickly, of course, if they are not deadly, although, taking into account the DC universe, then to the deadly. After all, basically any normal human being should die from falling into chemical waste, rather than becoming practically superhuman. If the Joker's example isn't enough, you can remember Mr. Freeze, who went into a cryogenic chamber and became able to ignore low temperatures, or Flash: a lightning strike and chemicals poured on his body definitely shouldn't give him any superpowers, but the guy instead of death or a very long treatment hooked up to a speedforce dimension and became able to move at FTL speeds.
***starting 18+***
By focusing on listening I had almost stopped feeling discomfort, so there was nothing to stop me from listening to the curious argument between the two friends.
"Harley, it's too early for you to get worked up. - Pamela whispered softly in her friend's ear as she gently pulled the family pants off my sleeping body. - If that's what it takes, let me...
"You had enough fun with Mr. J last night, and I got nothing. - My assistant raised her voice a little.
"But you were the one who passed out when you started the stake.
"La-la-la-la, I'm not listening to you," I felt the girl lick the head, "and anyway, Ivy, go fuck yourself.
"I will!
I felt the bed near my feet squirm, as if someone was trying to get off it.
"Hold on. No offense... Ah-ah-ah," the blonde said understandingly, "you can do it in this ass. Oh, your tongue is divine!
Well what can I say, my morning started off just fine, and the ending, in the form of a double blowjob from two charming beauties, elevated the awakening to a divine level.
***end 18+***
I ate my breakfast of cereal and milk, not seeking to break the silence that reigned in the kitchen. The TV was on in the background, with the anchorwoman talking about the barge explosion in Gotham Strait.
Harley was especially playful today and right now was erotically licking the spoon while looking at me with loving eyes.
~Bah~
Pamela slapped her palm on the table, grabbing our attention.
"Are we just going to keep quiet about yesterday? That's not normal!
"Well, what to say?" In fact, my thoughts were occupied not only by my assistant's debut as a sorceress, but also by the night incident. For the first time, after moving to this world, I couldn't exactly remember the face of the stranger who visited me, and my memory became very close to photographic, but in my mind there were only multicolored eyes and blond hair, arranged in two ponytails, like Harley does. Not surprisingly, my sleepy brain mistook the resulting image for a dream... Except this was DC's world, and the ghost that visited me could have been anything.
The first "logical" thought, that I had been visited by one of the Endless, was discarded as untenable. After all, I had taken the place of Madness' favorite, and she would most likely appear then to put things back in place... Although. Hell, she's an aspect of madness and there's no telling what might go through her head.
"Jay fucking Jay! Come back to the world of the living!" At the last moment I caught the dryad's hand dangerously close to my face. What kind of stupid habit is it to bring me to my senses like that? Harley's kisses are obviously more effective!
"That's it, I'm with you. - I kissed the girl's hand, then pulled Pamela closer and kissed her sensual lips again, feeling her move toward me. There, that's much better.
"Ivy, that's not fair!" The blond beauty was instantly at her friend's side and demanded a kiss for herself, and who was I to refuse that pleading look of utter adoration. My free hand clenched Ivy's appetizing ass, but... The girl pulled away, staring at our pair indignantly.
"Stop seducing me. This is serious!
"It's all right. - My assistant waved it off lightly. - I've already tried magic today, but it didn't work. Maybe there was a full moon yesterday, or a parade of planets... Or Mars in Venus. - The girl wiggled her eyebrows playfully. - Anyway, I'm definitely not able to make sparks today.
"Harley, what if you passed out again?" Poison Ivy jumped up.
"Hey, I'm not completely stupid! I remembered that tugging feeling, so I wouldn't push myself to the limit. - Harlequin pouted comically, crossing her arms.
"Eh," I sighed heavily, hugging the blonde, "we're not good at this anyway, so we're going to see a magic specialist today.
"Yeah, the one you found through an ad in the paper?" The dryad asked sarcastically.
"On the internet... - I handed her the smartphone with the Zatanna tab open.
"What kind of whore is that?
"You're just like the girl who caught her boyfriend cheating on her. - Harley giggled. She was curious, too, but she prioritized her time, relaxing into my arms.
The red-haired beauty picked up her cell phone, beginning to read quickly. The frown didn't leave her focused face in a hurry.
"Is she really an expert in magic?" The blonde asked quietly.
"Uh-huh...
"Well, what's that sh-- illusionist help? I wish you'd found a real fortune-teller on the classifieds. They're just cheap tricks. - I was interrupted by a dryad, turning the phone screen with a recording of one of the magician's performances. On it the illusionist was walking on an invisible staircase right above the heads of the audience of the first row, opening a marvelous view of her slender legs in stockings. The prohibitive cost of front row tickets became more understandable...
"A glass floor, though maybe cables. - Ivy concluded.
"It's how she disguises her magic, people find their own logical explanations for all the tricks, just like you did. Besides, I got the tickets anyway, so we're going to the show tonight. It's in Metropolis, by the way.
"Whoo-hoo! Mr. J asked me out!" Harley turned around, expecting to clutch me in a hug, but at the last moment she thought better of it and just gave me a peck on the cheek, except I had to lift her up to reach her. - Oh, what about Ivy?
"Nah, as long as you're feeling okay, I'm gonna go reforest. And I don't like being around crowds of people.
Oh, that's good, because I hadn't thought about Pamela. The dryad might have been offended that I hadn't taken a ticket for her, and I didn't want to find out what that girl was capable of when she was angry. The memory of her "joke" on the ship still makes me shudder.
The green-skinned girl came dangerously close to us, and Harley didn't miss her chance to pull her close and give her a triple hug.
"Ivy," I told her, "as soon as you get back, we'll definitely go on a date, aw... - The light poke in the ribs from the blonde was unpleasant, but I got the hint. - A threesome.
"Well... I guess you could.
I gently lift the girl's head by her chin and kiss the redheaded beauty tenderly, beginning to shift to her neck.
"Ah... - Ivy seemed to melt in my hands, though another pair of hands belonging to my faithful companion was involved in the stimulation. I felt as if our senses were resonating, heightening the arousal.
~Jingle-jingle-jingle-jingle-jingle-jingle-jingle~
The shrill trill of the phone completely shattered the harmony that had been achieved. I had to break the embrace and start looking for Pamela's smartphone.
"Yes!" The dryad bellowed into the phone when she found the device that had fallen under the couch. - It's for you. - She shoved the phone into my hands a second later, and went to pack for the trip.
"[Cell phone rings] Hello?
"Jay, I'm sorry to bother you, but the head of the hospital is looking for you, or rather your girlfriend, Ms. Quinn. - The lawyer spoke quickly, surprised by Ivy's reaction. - He asked me to stop by and see him. If you want, I can give you a ride.
"What's the occasion?
"I don't know, but I think it's important. And, Jay, get a number. I don't want to bother Ms. Isley again.
I looked at the time. Metropolis was only thirty kilometers north of Gotham along the East Coast. By train, that distance could be covered in less than an hour. Plus another hour or so to get to the warehouse on the outskirts of the city where Zatanna puts on a show. Usually she performs in rented concert halls, but this time something big is being prepared, so a bigger venue was needed. The show starts at eight p.m., so there's plenty of time, maybe even time to stop by the commissioner's.
"All right, pick us up at the bus stop in an hour.
"I'm waiting.
As I hung up the phone, I immediately warned the charming assistant that we would have another trip to Arkham Healing Hospital today.
While the girls were getting ready, I sat on the bed, twirling my cane in my hands. My current clothes suited me just fine. Besides, Zatanna's performance would take place in a converted warehouse, so I didn't have to worry about the closet. I'd made some preparations, though, and even brought a small backpack with a hero's uniform, because I didn't want to show my real face.
It's time to address the connectivity issues:
"Harley, I need a SIM card for my cell phone with internet.
"One second, Mr. J. - The girl broke away from her packing, only to throw a small box at me a second later, and inside it was a stack of cards for every taste. - They're all left-handed, so don't worry. Oh, what have you got. - She turned her attention to my device, which I was charging from the outlet, thinking of ways to disguise the conspicuous handle. Man, I should have made it detachable.
"Moon Knight's Weapon. - I proudly displayed the cane, clasping the discharge button.
"A taser? Cool!" The blonde's eyes lit up and she really liked it, and Ivy didn't miss the chance to glance at the device in question. - What else can this thing do?
After my story and a small demonstration, which damaged the wall between the rooms, I got a well-deserved reprimand from Pamela, and enthusiastic squeals from Harley, who wanted a similar functionality for her bat, although the harpoon girl was not particularly interested, but the electric shock could complement her style of "Moonbat".
I had to promise to do it, but this time I decided to try to do without Bats' participation. The girl managed to save some of the tools and supplies from the shelter when moving, so I should be able to screw on the shocker, and then it wouldn't hurt to check my weapon for various surprises, because knowing Bruce's paranoia, there might be a self-destruct device inside, in addition to tracking bugs.
The gathering was over and we moved leisurely to the meeting point.
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