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“I wouldn’t dream of holding back,” Regina assured him. Her hands traveled his body, pushing at certain areas to see where he was most sensitive. As they stood so close together, she couldn’t help but speak her mind. “I think I want you inside me.” Maybe it was a little fast, but it was still slower than she was used to. “Would that be okay, Muscles?”
"More than okay, Regina." Superboy’s smile turned into a look of pure determination as he nodded, the intensity in his eyes making his answer clear as he kicked off his pants. “I want that too,” he murmured, his hands sliding up her hips to pull her in. He pressed her firmly against him, pushing inside her with a low groan. He met her gaze one last time, as if checking in, before closing the distance between them with a kiss that was deep and full of promise. His movements were both gentle and strong, hips thrusting forward with purpose.
“Go ahead,” Regina voiced to him when he seemed to want the green light from her. She moaned as he shoved himself inside her, her wet pussy taking him in easily. She kissed him back, steamy and full of intent as she pressed herself against him.
Regina decided to take a break from judging people on the dance floor to do something creative. Not really her thing, but how hard could it be? She chose every shade of pink that they had available and took a seat. She started by painting the pumpkin a medium pink and then going in with lighter pink swirls. “I don’t know. Close your eyes and picture something and then see if you can make it?”
Hercules took the woman's advice and closed his eyes, but he wasn't really sure what he was looking for. His mind kept flashing back to some of the sex he'd seen going on throughout the night between the masked humans. "I... guess that worked?" he said, grabbing a plate to set out brown, white, and black paint to hopefully blend together into various shades of skin tones. He decided that boobs would be easier to attempt to paint than a dick, so he started there, making some curves on the side of his pumpkin. "What are you making?"
Regina wasn’t surprised to hear that her idea had worked. While not exactly artistic, she was creative in other ways, like ideas. She mixed white with a pink to make a different light pink, continuing with her swirls. “I’m making..well, I’m making a pink pumpkin. What did you decide on?”
“Good,” Regina said with a wide smile. She did like big men. She watched his reactions and she just smiled, almost innocently but not quite. “Maybe a little of both?” She admitted, testing his interest.
Superboy chuckled, feeling his pulse quicken as Regina’s hands moved more firmly against him. "Okay," he murmured, letting an encouraging smirk tug at the corners of his mouth. He felt a rush of excitement, so he kissed again more hungrily. “Don’t hold back,” he said softly, his tone encouraging, giving her a nod to let her know he was all in. His hands traced along her back, finding their way to her ass, pulling her just a bit closer, welcoming the fierceness she brought.
“I wouldn’t dream of holding back,” Regina assured him. Her hands traveled his body, pushing at certain areas to see where he was most sensitive. As they stood so close together, she couldn’t help but speak her mind. “I think I want you inside me.” Maybe it was a little fast, but it was still slower than she was used to. “Would that be okay, Muscles?”
Regina smiled supportively as his lips found their way between her tits, having easily let him lift her up. “You must be as strong as you look,” she mused, hands back on his handsome chest as he stood between her legs. She took the invitation without words, reaching down to tug on his dick, wondering how much he could take since he supposedly couldn’t get hurt. She yanked it side to side, though not as hard as she could. Just enough to hopefully send a jolt through him.
His arms tightened around her waist for a second, just enough to give a light reminder of his strength before loosening again. "I'm stronger than I look." Though, mostly, he was distracted by kissing along her breasts, working his way up to the crane of his neck. Superboy was pulled back to reality as she yanked at his veiny cock. He blinked, a little startled but grinning. "Okay, didn’t see that coming," he chuckled, his eyebrows raised. His cock seemed to react instantly, throbbing head glistening. "Should I brace myself for more, or are you just telling me how you like it?"
“Good,” Regina said with a wide smile. She did like big men. She watched his reactions and she just smiled, almost innocently but not quite. “Maybe a little of both?” She admitted, testing his interest.
Pumpkin Crafting
Hercules made his way over to the pumpkin craft station. He picked out a medium-sized pumpkin, probably on the small side for a jack-o-lantern but on the big side for painting. He held it in front of him while he looked back and forth with all of the craft supplies, trying to decide what to make. "I've never been all that artistic," he admitted to the person next to him. "What do you think I should do?"
Regina decided to take a break from judging people on the dance floor to do something creative. Not really her thing, but how hard could it be? She chose every shade of pink that they had available and took a seat. She started by painting the pumpkin a medium pink and then going in with lighter pink swirls. “I don’t know. Close your eyes and picture something and then see if you can make it?”
“Well that sounds like a good deal,” she spoke, a little surprised that it worked that way. “You’re not wrong. Besides, you can still experience pieces of heaven while you’re here.” She took his hands and placed them on her ample chest as they stood close together.
"It most certainly is." He confirmed, his gaze dropped toward her chest as she moved his hands. "So I can." He agreed, giving her breasts a firm squeeze between his hands before sliding one of them down toward her waist again so that he could tug her tightly against him and the erection that was already forming in his pants. "You're an enticing little thing, aren't you?" He mused. "You'd make any angel fall if given the chance."
“You certainly are enticed,” she observed when she felt him against her. “You’re probably right,” she conceded. “I’m a lot of fun. Plus fun to look at.”
“I’m thinking of several activities we could do, but kissing is a good start.” With that, their lips met, her mouth moving along with his. “I’ll make sure to keep that in mind,” she said, tucking away the information on pain for later. She watched his body language, noting how his demeanor changed. He clearly hadn’t been touched like that before. She gave him a smile as her ample breasts were let loose, deciding he could figure out what to do with them on his own.
Superboy’s heart raced as their lips met, and he was momentarily caught off guard by the warmth and softness of her kiss. It felt exhilarating, and he couldn’t help but respond, leaning into her as his initial surprise melted away. “Wow…” he murmured, pulling back just slightly. He registered the way she smiled at him, and he felt a rush of confidence. So he lifted her over the nearest surface, letting her sit on it. “Kissing does sound like a great start,” he agreed, his voice low, another unconscious lip bite before he kissed the skin between her boobs. “And… touching my dick some more sounds like a good way to continue, too.” Superboy suggested eagerly, moving between her spread out legs, trying to navigate this new territory while feeling both thrilled and a little out of his depth.
Regina smiled supportively as his lips found their way between her tits, having easily let him lift her up. “You must be as strong as you look,” she mused, hands back on his handsome chest as he stood between her legs. She took the invitation without words, reaching down to tug on his dick, wondering how much he could take since he supposedly couldn’t get hurt. She yanked it side to side, though not as hard as she could. Just enough to hopefully send a jolt through him.
“Do it, do it!” Regina was a little louder than she meant to be, legs spread wide as she was held against the wall. She could actually feel his release inside her, making her moan loudly as her own orgasm built up and spilled over.
He was gasping and grunting through his orgasm, each thrust pushing his cum deeper inside her. "If a baby comes out of this, don't let them visit me in prison. That's not place for a baby," he joked, finally getting his wits about him and settling her slowly back to her own two feet.
“Of course not,” Regina was able to squeeze out her agreement on their theoretical child. Put back down onto her feet, she was still coming down from her orgasm, feeling along with wall to get her bearings as she took short, quick breaths.
“It’s such a shame that angels can’t indulge,” she stepped a little closer, hand on his chest. “Tell me. Did you enjoy giving into your desires?”
"It really is, but now I have the powers of an angel and the freedom to do as I desire." He said with a smirk, reaching out with one hand and tugging her closer to him. "Who needs heaven when Earth is proving to be far more exciting?"
“Well that sounds like a good deal,” she spoke, a little surprised that it worked that way. “You’re not wrong. Besides, you can still experience pieces of heaven while you’re here.” She took his hands and placed them on her ample chest as they stood close together.
“Pink can be anyone’s color,” Regina replied factually. “And how, may I ask, did you fall exactly?”
"I'm still going to pass." The question about how he fell wasn't unexpected. "I gave into lust and my own... selfish desires." He told her. "A bit frowned upon when you're an angel."
“It’s such a shame that angels can’t indulge,” she stepped a little closer, hand on his chest. “Tell me. Did you enjoy giving into your desires?”
“Fuck,” she said lightly and quick, echoing the sentiment each time her body was shoved into the wall. “See, now that’s more like it,” she said once she caught up with the new pace he was setting. They were close enough that she licked the skin of his chest, leaving a trail up to his neck.
"Fuck, yeah," he groaned and grunted, thrusting into her harder, "Fuck I needed this!" He growled louder as he felt her hot tounge against his hotter skin, "Fuck, I'm going to cum! Going to fill this cunt!" he promised, his cock throbbing and pulsing inside her, stretching her walls apart as he filled her.
“Do it, do it!” Regina was a little louder than she meant to be, legs spread wide as she was held against the wall. She could actually feel his release inside her, making her moan loudly as her own orgasm built up and spilled over.
Regina just laughed at his response, a mutual respect growing for someone like her; someone who didn’t take anyone’s shit. “Well that would be sad,” she put forth, a hand on his firm chest. “I really think two hot people such as us should be fucking.”
"Then kindly, shut up," he chuckled hotly, pushing himself hard and fast into her, banging her body against the wall with each one. "Then let's do that then, hmm?"
“Fuck,” she said lightly and quick, echoing the sentiment each time her body was shoved into the wall. “See, now that’s more like it,” she said once she caught up with the new pace he was setting. They were close enough that she licked the skin of his chest, leaving a trail up to his neck.
“Oh fuck,” Regina moaned, taken aback by the sudden increased activity. But she liked it. So much in fact that she decided a little fun could be had. “‘Questioning your skills’. Yes, I think that is what I’m doing. It’s been a long month for some, after all.”
"So rude," he moaned, using one of his bracing hands to slap the ass it held, "I could stop you know," he teased, "I mean, if I'm not satisfying you, maybe you should find someone else," he said, pulling himself out to just the tip between her opening.
Regina just laughed at his response, a mutual respect growing for someone like her; someone who didn’t take anyone’s shit. “Well that would be sad,” she put forth, a hand on his firm chest. “I really think two hot people such as us should be fucking.”
She hadn’t counted on his cock coming into play yet, but she wasn’t at all complaining when she felt the tip along her folds. “Mmph,” she let out as he finally entered her, moaning lightly as he pushed her more into the wall. “Well I hope you remember how to do it,” she joked.
He growled at her joke, giving her another few pointed thrusts inside her, driving his point, and his dick, deeper inside her. "Are you questioning my skills? Because that's hurtful," he chuckled, growling and moaning as he continued.
“Oh fuck,” Regina moaned, taken aback by the sudden increased activity. But she liked it. So much in fact that she decided a little fun could be had. “‘Questioning your skills’. Yes, I think that is what I’m doing. It’s been a long month for some, after all.”
Regina moaned lightly as deft fingers made their way inside her. She was a little worried about falling if she started to tremble, but when he got her on his hips and against the wall, she felt more secure and ready to go. “Fuck yes,” she mumbled before pressing a kiss to his lips, her leg wrapped around him. “God, fuck me harder!”
He didn't have to be told twice. With her position against the wall, it was surprisingly easy to use his hand to push aside her panties and replace his fingers with his cock. He stroked the head against her folds before pushing inside her with a needy growl. "Oh fuck," he hummed, breathless as he began to thrust into her, pushing her harder against the wall. "It's been too fucking long since I've felt this."
She hadn’t counted on his cock coming into play yet, but she wasn’t at all complaining when she felt the tip along her folds. “Mmph,” she let out as he finally entered her, moaning lightly as he pushed her more into the wall. “Well I hope you remember how to do it,” she joked.
“I sure hope so,” she said flirtatiously. “I’m sure there’s something we can agree on,” she replied to what she thought his mixed up words meant. She stayed silent as he moved her bra strap, unable to hide her surprise at his words. “Then you must have just been created, because there’s no way you stay a virgin at a party for long looking the way you do.”
“So maybe… being a little bad can be a good thing?” Superboy murmured, letting the idea linger. He knew some of his thoughts weren’t exactly the “good guy” kind, but he couldn’t deny the thrill they stirred up. “We can agree on one thing—you looked gorgeous in pink,” he said, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, “but even better without it.” He bit his lip, clearly curious as he leaned in. “I really hope so. Heard from a vampire that tonight’s when humans get into all sorts of… carnal activities.” He let his gaze wander thoughtfully, his mind trailing off for a moment. Then he looked back at her, tilting his head. “What about you? Ever wish you had powers?”
“Oh, being a little bad is certainly a good thing,” the blonde enlightened him. After all, the world wouldn’t run if not for some bad here and there. “If you bite your lip too much, it might hurt when I kiss you. But then maybe you’d like that?” She usually got things going pretty quickly, but this slower pace was actually kind of nice. But just for good measure, she ran her hand over his bulge, looking up at him with a want that was easily communicated. “Not really,” Regina figured with a shrug. “I’m kind of perfect the way I am.”
“I’ll keep that in mind next time I have a bad thought,” Superboy teased, his grin widening. “Wait, you’re planning on kissing me?” he added, eyebrows lifting in playful surprise. “Not that I’m worried. It’d take a lot to hurt me.” He gave her a challenging look, his voice dropping just a bit. “So, I suppose I’d like to see you try that.” As he spoke, he nearly forgot he was in the middle of unhooking her bra, momentarily distracted by the beauty before him. Even more so the moment her hand touched his bulge, and it pushed up under her touch. His smile grew even wider, despite the sturdy mask of confidence he usually wore. For a brief moment, his guard was down, and it was clear her gentle gesture had an effect he hadn’t expected. With a focused look, he slid the second strap down her shoulder, his voice softening. “I see now… you really are perfect.”
“I’m thinking of several activities we could do, but kissing is a good start.” With that, their lips met, her mouth moving along with his. “I’ll make sure to keep that in mind,” she said, tucking away the information on pain for later. She watched his body language, noting how his demeanor changed. He clearly hadn’t been touched like that before. She gave him a smile as her ample breasts were let loose, deciding he could figure out what to do with them on his own.