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So this is an experiment. As you all (probably) know, I write an outrageously long Spider-Man and Titanfall crossover called 'Power Without Question.' It's become far longer than I intended, and so in looking ahead, I have been looking for ways to possibly streamline it, and the planned sequel, somewhat.

The solution suggested by V-rcengetorix was to do a spin off with some of the ideas I liked and wanted to include, but didn't 'fit' in the main story for whatever reason. These could be 'Side Quests' or similar type things, which would allow me to maybe focus on smaller characters and try new things. If they are well received then I could give them some focus on the main stories.

Or they could be like this, which was an idea for a lemon I wanted to include in what was the original draft of PWQ Chapter 97. Ultimately, it didn't gel quite right, which is what has it ending up here. Yes, that means there is Explicit sexual content in this chapter.

This collection of random stories is called Diversion Without Consequence because none of them will be directly referenced in the main stories. So you can consider these to be non-cannon or 'what if' type scenarios, but they will be written to fit somewhere within the main stories. That means that if you want to view these as canon, then you can, whatever you like.

This entry would have taken place between chapters 96 'Life is a Highway' and 97 'Freebird' of Power Without Question, for the curious.

The title track is a classic Scorpions tune off Love at First Sting which was a very good 1984 album. It's a classic, well known, rocking track, give it a listen and enjoy.

As always, feel free to review with your thoughts on this little experiment, suggestions for other things you would like to see in here, or whatever.

Diversion Without Consequence: Rock You Like A Hurricane

Striding down the street as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, with Hammerhead gone for good and a bit of certainty of what lay ahead for her after turning in her badge, Yuri felt a bit like her old self as she moved with poise and confidence. She had slept off the alcohol she had the previous night at the same warehouse she had been staying at since the Bar With No Name. But that morning she had woken up to a string of texts from Cooper saying that, since he was packing up for his move, one of his safehouses had been cleaned out and, since he knew she needed a place with a few more creature comforts, said she could come by and get the key. Another text had specified the time, and the punctuality she had developed in her years as a cop still had sway over her.

A quick subway ride over meant she was knocking on the Pilot's door at the appointed time. Checking over her shoulder on the off chance she was being followed, she squeezed her arm on the Python tucked into her shoulder holster, still getting used to the Colt Revolver that had replaced her Rhino.

The sound of the door opening had her looking back, expecting to be greeted by Cooper and having that expectation shattered instantly. "Good to see you again Dirty Yuri," greeted Felicia Hardy, but more surprising was what she was wearing. She didn't have a shirt on, with only a sports bra covering her upper half that left plenty of skin exposed, and all of that was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and the way her heavy breathing caused her breasts to strain against the sports bra didn't go completely unnoticed by Watanabe. Her legs were similarly exposed, since the Thief was only wearing a pair of volleyball shorts that left most of them bare.

"Uh… is this a bad time? Am I early?" finally stammered out Yuri as she tried not to stare too blatantly at Felicia.

The Heiress laughed airily at the Wraith's question, putting her at ease somewhat. "Not at all Yuri, I just finished working out with my Cowboy. You're not interrupting anything that intense. If you had come by a little later then…."

"Okay, I get the picture," assured Watanabe. The Black Cat was going to keep playing her games, but that didn't mean Yuri was obligated to play if she didn't want too. Of course, the former Captain could feel a heat in her core that was tempting her to play along. "Can I come in?"

"Please do," Felicia replied as she stepped aside and allowed Watanabe through the door before closing it behind her. "Can I get you a drink or…."

"No," cut off Yuri tersely. She definitely didn't want any alcohol in her system because then she might just make a hasty decision. "I don't have time to make this a social call. I'm just here for the key," she insisted before noting the look on Felicia's face and adding, "Maybe another time."

Yuri almost immediately regretted that, recognizing that she was already playing Felicia's game without even realizing it as the Heiress was flashing the same Cheshire grin she had greeted the cop with. "Don't wait too long, we do leave soon," she reminded as she leaned against a wall and cross her arms to not so subtly make her breasts even more prominent. "Coop's downstairs, he'll have your key."

Without another word, Watanabe turned for the stairs and put distance between herself and Hardy. Trying to clear her head of the blatant clues the platinum blonde had been dropping, Yuri descended the steps towards the Marauder's armory and found that it looked a little different than it previously had. More than a few racks were bare, the weapons and ammunition that had filled them now occupying a handful of crates around the room. "Hey Yuri, didn't expect to see you so soon. You doing okay?" asked Cooper in his familiar drawl.

Watanabe turned to face him and saw that he was busy packing up another crate, and just like his girlfriend, looked like he had just finished a workout. While Yuri acknowledged that Felica was an attractive woman, she was definitely more into men, and so the sight of Cooper, with a post workout sheen of sweat covering his exposed chest, caused the heat in her neck and face to rise a bit. As she tried to control that, the sight of Cooper standing up and exposing his defined musculature didn't help in the slightest, the numerous scars he had only added to his appeal. "Yeah, got your texts about having an apartment I could use?" she said.

There was a moment of pause as Matt seemed to have to think about it. "Oh yeah, I remember the one. I just don't remember sending you a text about it. Felicia said she'd let you know though," he mused before shaking his head. "I got the key over here, come on."

Following, Yuri couldn't help but realize that the Black Cat was toying with her, and as she looked Matthew over, she also couldn't help but feel like it might have been working. She had never thought the younger man wasn't attractive, quite the opposite rather, but their relationship had been strictly professional. He was effectively her subordinate and already in a relationship. But now that she wasn't his 'boss' any more an that his girlfriend was sending signals, Yuri now had to decide if she should act on her long suppressed desires.

Shaking that thought off, Yuri returned to the matter at hand, "What is this place exactly?"

"It's a little two bedroom place on the top floor of a pretty decent complex down in Two Bridges. We left the furniture there and it was one of the few safehouses we had that we kept 'livable' so you should be good for a while," explained Cooper as he stopped at a cabinet and opened it. While he rifled through it, looking for something, he continued, "There's easy access to the roof so that's probably your best way in and out if you're going to do any work." Pulling out a manilla folder, the Marauder opened it and looked inside before turning towards Yuri, giving her an eyeful of his defined pecs and abs. She couldn't help but stare at them for a moment before Cooper spoke again, "Are you planning on working?"

Fighting down the blush that she felt at knowing she had probably been caught, Yuri took the offered folder and opened it up, "Maybe. I'm looking for a Maggia Hitman that I was running a sting operation on last month, if I find him then I'll make a move." Reaching in and pulling out a key, Yuri stuffed it in her pocket and noted the address on the sheet of paper. "Other than that? I'm going to try and lay low."

"Fair enough, probably for the best. I'll be busy packing up for the next few days, we hope to leave in about a week. Most of our stuff is going over with the In Amber Clad when she leaves and we'll fly out the day after. Let me know if you need anything else, alright?" he said in his calm drawl.

Yuri was sure that if it were Felicia saying those words, it would have come with a different tone, and a part of her wished it had. Before she could say as much, the more mature part of her mind took over and answered. "I will, thanks again."

"No problem Yuri, take care," finished Matt as Yuri turned and beat a hasty retreat up the stairs. since one of the things the apartment didn't have was a place to put the Barracuda that was still residing in the basement armory, she would have to take the subway to the safehouse.

Ascending the last step, Yuri turned for the exit when a voice purred from her left. "Did you like what you saw?" asked Felicia Hardy, who still hadn't changed out of her workout clothes while bent over the counter, looking at her phone while clearly showing off how snug her shorts were on her rear. Yuri fought to maintain an impassive expression, part of her telling her to turn and ignore Hardy, but she couldn't quite muster the will to do that. "I'll take that as a yes. I knew you'd appreciate the little teaser I set up for you."

Any lingering doubts that the Black Cat hadn't been trying to seduce her faded away, and knowing that she was desired sent an odd feeling through Watanabe. "Is that all you are? A tease?"

"For now," Felicia as she stood up and sauntered towards the ex-cop. "But I can be so… so much more, if that's what you want," purred the Thief as she reached out and brushed her hand down Yuri's arm, "Just wait and see."

With that, Felicia slipped by Watanabe and opened the door, "I'll see you again soon Yuri."

Watanabe realized how hard she was breathing and took a second to collect herself, "Can't wait," replied Yuri in a low voice before heading back out, not sure what she had just gotten herself into, but not entirely convinced she had made a mistake.

Laying on a creeper board under his Ford Raptor, Cooper was giving the truck a thorough once over, ensuring that there weren't any problems that needed to be fixed stateside before he loaded it onto In Amber Clad for the trip to France. He wasn't expecting to find much, he hadn't taken it off road any, so his only concern was any rust from the salt that often-covered Manhattan roads during the snowy months that only recently concluded. He had given his other cars a once over as well in preparation for their departure, and they were already on the ship for the trip.

While he was occupied both with his inspection and his mental checklist of what still had to be done, he failed to notice the figure approaching him, not even seeing how she stood over him since he had his head and upper torso under the truck. It was only when the figure descended on him, straddling his waist and settling down on top of him so that he could feel soft smooth skin press against his own that Matthew realized he wasn't alone. "You're up early Stud, and here I thought I wore you out last night," purred Felicia.

Unable to suppress a smile, Cooper reached out to grab hold of the running boards and pull himself out from under the struck where he was greeted with a pleasing sight. Felicia was clearly fresh out of the shower, with the way her still wet hair clung together, and in that she similarly had thrown on just enough clothing to cover herself. One of his own button-down shirts hung off her lithe frame, but was unbuttoned to reveal large swaths of her pale skin, though sadly her breasts were concealed by the fabric. She wasn't wearing a bra, though Matt could feel the lace of her panties on his skin, but other than that, all the heiress wore was a smile. "You did give it a damn good shot," he agreed, "But I've gotten good at taking care of you too."

As he said that, the Texan sat up and rested his back against the door of the truck while bringing a hand down on her leg and running it up her thigh, causing Felicia's breath to hitch at the touch. "You certainly have," she replied as she reached out to run a hand over his bare chest before pausing, her mouth opening even though no words came out.

Cooper raised an eyebrow in return, thumb running over the fabric of her underwear as he asked, "If you want something more, don't be afraid to ask. You know I like trying new things with you, and I love trying new things to do to you," he drawled easily.

"That's good, because I want to try something new with you," revealed Hardy with an unusual hint of nervousness in her tone. "Because, as good as you are, and yes you are damn good," said the platinum blonde bombshell, blatantly stroking his ego, not that Matt minded, "There are still some things that I want that even you can't give me. There are some things only a woman can provide."

"That's something I can agree with," answered Cooper with a grin before turning serious. He knew Felicia was bisexual, but for the duration of their relationship she had remained committed to him and him alone. "But what exactly do you want Darlin? To go get yourself a woman for a night?"

"That wouldn't be fair to you though Cowboy," retorted Felicia, not unkindly, "But I think I can do a bit better than just some fun for myself. Since you're getting so good at taking care of me, what if I got us someone to share, just for a night? Want to see what I can do to another woman? Are you up for taking care of two sexy ladies stud?"

Matt's throat went a bit drier with each question Felicia asked, and a little more lightheaded as his blood flowed somewhere else, somewhere Felicia probably knew considering where she was sitting. Finally, though, he did manage to respond, "You know me Darlin," he began as he rand a hand up her back, "I like a challenge." With that, he pulled her in for a deep and heated kiss, their tongues running against each other for a few brief moments before he felt Felicia pull back.

They were both breathing heavily, chests heaving as Felicia gave him a seductive smirk, "Let's not get too carried away, you're going to want to be well rested for what's in store." Matt nodded in agreement and reluctantly leaned back, dropping his hand from her back down to her leg. She then looked directly at him, her emerald eyes glowing with happiness, "Thank you for understanding Matthew. I know you don't like to share, and I know you'd never consider cheating, so I wasn't sure you'd agree to this."

Cooper smiled at the use of his name, he loved the way she said it. "You know how to make a tempting offer Felicia," he answered, rubbing her leg down to her bottom for emphasis. "I know you wouldn't ask if you weren't being serious, but I am curious. Who exactly do you have in mind for this?"

That drew out her most seductive grin, "I don't want to ruin the surprise stud, you'll just have to wait and see." Cooper chuckled, "But I'll go let her know that we're on and set up a date. I think I want to surprise you with that too," she added as her grin turned wicked and she wiggled her hips, rubbing herself against him in a way that made him groan ever so slightly. "I need to run some other errands to, I'll see you tonight okay?" she said before leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips.

"Take care babe, see you tonight," returned Cooper as Felicia stood up and spun around and strode away. As one last tease, Felicia pulled the shirt tight around her, drawing the hem up to her waist to expose the lacy panties she wore as they stretched over her ample rear as she put extra sway in her hips. Felicia's actions ensuring that he kept his eyes on her beautiful backside until Felica and her ass sadly vanished from sight, but not before she threw him one last grin over her shoulder as she headed up the stairs.

When Cooper laid himself back down on the creeper and rolled back under the truck to finish his inspection, he did so with a smile still on his face.

Turning off the faucet in the shower, Yuri allowed herself to unwind as the water dripped down her body before grabbing the towel outside the shower and drying herself off. Despite officially being wanted, she had been able to go out for a run in a nearby park without the slightest incident. Considering the number of outstanding warrants there were at any one time that she knew did not ever lead to anything, Watanabe knew that she shouldn't have been surprised.

Life was starting to open up for the former NYPD Captain. She had an apartment much like the one she used to have, she had worked out again, and she had set up an office space where she had cases to handle once again. There was still a lot of learning to do to adjust to being a vigilante, but the apartment still had a few things to help her with that, such as a way for her to key into the crime system as well as search some of the NYPD databases, and she definitely wasn't going to ask Cooper about that when him next.

As she stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around herself, Yuri thought about what could happen at that meeting and felt pangs of anxiety and excitement at that. Turning and wiping the mist off the mirror over the counter, Watanabe gave herself a look. Even if she was 38, Yuriko had to admit she still looked damn good for 38. Her face didn't show any signs of stress, and there was life in her eyes again after the events of the last week. Being a cop meant she had kept a serious fitness regiment, which paid off because she knew there wasn't anything under the towel that wasn't toned muscle. Even if she was never well endowed in the chest department, her stomach was taut, her legs were long and lean, and her ass was firm and shapely, she had nothing to be ashamed of when she thought about it.

But her career had meant she never found the time for a long-term relationship, but she had gotten some attention over the years. That attention had never been like the attention that was coming from Felicia Hardy right now. Yuri had never been with the woman but couldn't deny that she was a little curious about what the experience might entail, and that Felicia Hardy was an attractive woman. However, while the prospect of Felicia Hardy made her curious, the prospect of Matthew Cooper made an enjoyable heat pool in her most intimate areas.

Ever since she had known the Marauder, Yuri had viewed him with cool professionalism. She wasn't a cougar and didn't feel a desire to pursue a younger man, much less one she worked with, and definitely not one who had a girlfriend. Knowing that he would be leaving for a while and being propositioned by said girlfriend changed how Watanabe viewed Cooper. The peep show she had been set up to receive only confirmed what she suspected, that the Pilot was something out of a fantasy, tall, broad shouldered, and muscular. The part of her that had feminine needs, that needed to be touched after having not been for too long, wanted her to take up the offer, because she would probably never get another like it.

Watanabe tried to summon the rational part of herself for a rebuttal, but all she got back was that she should be safe today, and that she should go out and pick up some pills just to be doubly sure.

"Snap out of it Watanabe," grunted the woman, shaking her head to try and think this through objectively. Looking up at her reflection in the mirror, "What the hell do you have to lose? Maybe you'll even enjoy it," Yuri told the reflection before standing back up to her full height, having finally settled on the conclusion that she would accept Felicia's offer if it came.

Turning and opening the door out to the bedroom, Watanabe took a few steps out before coming to a stop, eyes wide as she stared down at the bed. Laid out on it was the set of casual clothes she had put out before showering, a normal pair of jeans and flannel shirt, but the other two items were ones she had not laid out. Staring at the matching set of lacy lavender underwear, Yuriko was so busy searching her memory to recall if she had gotten out her sexiest bra and underwear that she didn't notice that she wasn't alone in the room.

"I always knew you had it in you," purred a familiar voice off to her right as Yuri almost yelped in shock as she spun, one hand going to make sure her towel stayed in place while the other was up to defend herself. Watanabe relaxed when she saw that it was Felicia Hardy, sitting in a chair, one calf resting on her other knee as her head rested on a hand. Her other hand was lazily held up, spinning a key around an extended finger, all the explanation Yuri needed to know how the Black Cat had gotten into her apartment. "You have to be a bit of a dirty girl to pull off the lace look, and this wouldn't look that out of place in my closet."

"Yes it would, it's probably two cup sizes too small," snarked Yuriko reflexively. The platinum blonde threw her head back and laughed, the way her ample bosom shook behind her top highlighting the difference in that department. Watanabe narrowed her eyes, trying to remain cool and calm despite the excitement that flickered up from her core. "Since you're probably not here to rub that in my face, why are you here?"

The heiress gave a Cheshire grin as she stood up, putting the key in the pocket of her skintight jean shorts. "Not yet, but maybe later. Maybe… tonight… if you want," offered the vixen wickedly as she took a step forward. Looking Yuri up and down, Felicia licked her lip in a way that affected Watanabe more than she cared to admit as the fact that she was only wearing a towel came to the forefront of her mind. "Do you want that?"

Yuri found herself frozen in place, unable to answer. "Can't make up your mind huh? Maybe I can convince you?" Watanabe was unable to do anything as Felicia closed the gap until the ex-Captain could feel the breath of the Black Cat on her skin as she tried to step back only to find that there was an arm wrapped around her that kept her right where she was. Before she could protest, Yuriko felt the light brush of Felicia's lips on hers, slow, cautious, but sending a jolt of euphoria down her spine regardless.

The part of Watanabe that had wanted to be touched responded instantly, not caring who the source was as Yuri responded as if it were any man who had kissed her. Stepping forwards, Yuri's lips began to move, exploring Hardy's as their bodies pressed closer, Watanabe able to feel the Thief's larger breasts against her own through the towel as Felicia's hand cupped her face. A moment later, Yuri felt a tongue probing her mouth that she cautiously let in as it began to mingle with her own while she felt the hand on her back trail down over the curve of her ass before it slipped under the towel and came back up to give her flesh a squeeze. Feeling her body heat up fast, the hand Yuriko wasn't using to hold up her towel sought a feel of the boobs that were drowning her own. Reaching under Felicia's top, Yuri's hand grabbed hold of one of those gravity defying breasts and gave it a squeeze, able to feel how the nipple was hardening at the tip. Suddenly, everything ceased as quickly as it began as Felicia broke off the kiss, guiding Yuri's arm out of her shirt and withdrawing her own from the Asian woman's backside.

Only then did Yuri realize how hard she was breathing as she looked at Felicia, wanting more of what the woman had to offer. "So, did I convince you?"

"Yeah," Watanabe managed before swallowing the small lump in her throat and controlling her breathing, "You did."

Hardy beamed, "Good. Swing by tonight, say at nine o clock. Don't tell Matthew why you're there. I want to surprise him. Sound good?" Watanabe nodded, not wanting to risk words while her head was still spinning a bit. "Alright then, make sure you wear that," continued Hardy, nodding towards the clothes arrayed on the bed, "And you'll get as much of us as you can handle, just like how we'll have as much of you as we want. Hopefully that sounds good to you, because I can't wait."

With that, Hardy turned on her heel and exited the bedroom, Yuri able to hear her open and exit the door to the apartment and lock it behind her, leaving Watanabe fully alone as she stared at the lacy underwear once again. Getting dressed, Yuriko admitted to herself that she couldn't wait for nine o clock either.

With most of the prep for moving done, Cooper finally had some time to relax. Grabbing a beer from the fridge, the Pilot was passing the time watching his home town Spurs play the Knicks, and giving them a serious ass kicking, which put a smile on the Texan's face. That smile only widened when Felicia settled down onto the couch next to him, holding a glass of wine in one hand as she picked up the TV remote with the other. A moment later, the game was replaced by the title sequence of 'Ocean's 11.

Knowing that it wasn't worth arguing, Cooper wrapped an arm around the platinum blonde bombshell and pulled her close. Feeling every familiar curve pressed against him put Matt at ease as the couple watched the movie in silence. He could feel her hand run along his leg while he ran his own through her exotic hair. Neither was in a rush to progress things further, content to enjoy each other's company, at least until Cooper raised his beer only to find it empty. Frowning, the Pilot leaned over and planted a small kiss on Felicia's forehead before standing up. "Calling it a night already cowboy?" asked Felicia, a clear tinge of disappointment in her tone.

"Not yet, just need another beer," he assured, "I'll be back in a bit." Tossing away the empty bottle, Matt went to the fridge to grab a new one when there was a knock on the door. "Who the hell could that be?" wondered the Pilot aloud. Felicia offered a shrug, but there was still a faint gleam in her eye that Matt didn't notice as he walked past her to the door. Looking at the security feed and seeing who was outside, Cooper quicky opened the door and greeted his guest. "Hey Yuri, what's up?"

"Not too much Coop, it's not a bad time, is it?" she asked. Cooper shook his head, he had no problem making time for the former NYPD Captain. "I just need a bit of help with something. Can I come in?"

"Sure thing," replied Matthew as he stepped aside to allow Watanabe inside. "You want a drink? Water? Beer?"

Yuri looked over at where Felicia was, the platinum blonde raising her glass of wine in greeting. "I could go for a glass of wine," replied the Asian woman as she went to take a seat in the armchair next to the couch. While Cooper went to the kitchen to get Yuri her glass of wine and him a beer, he didn't see the two women exchange looks. As he opened the bottle, Watanabe spoke again. "So, I have this problem," she began, Cooper looked up, hearing the nerves in her voice. "Ammo. I can't exactly just go buy more."

Cooper snapped his fingers, "I knew I forgot to give you something," he replied, missing the look of bemusement on Felicia's face. "The fake IDs I gave you should be good enough to buy ammo in a pinch, but it's probably best if you don't bother to do that sort of thing on the black market."

Matthew handed Yuri her glass of wine as she looked up at him in a mix of shock and amusement, "You're suggesting a former cop go to the black market?"

"Yeah," replied Cooper as he sat down next to Felicia and took a draught of his beverage. "Look at it this way, if you don't like they way they do business then you can do something about it. Don't get me wrong, there are some bad ones, selling Uzi's to street thugs and the like, but remember: this is New York. This place has some of the most draconian gun laws on the books. So people who are collectors or enthusiasts or whatever? They all just go to sellers who, like them, just don't give a shit about those laws."

Almost by reflex, Watanabe replied, "They're still criminals."

That got laughter from Matt and Felicia, causing Yuri to shake her head and down a large sip of wine. "Turns out arms dealing is just like any other criminal activity, in that there is a white-collar equivalent of it," explained Matt. "I've done business with a couple reputable ones in the past, I can give you the list."

"I know where it is," interjected Felicia as she traced a finger along Matt's neck to the tip of his chin and kissed him. Matt could taste the wine on her lips before she broke it off and stood up. "I'll go get it."

Matthew watched her leave, eyes glued to her swaying hips as she sauntered into the bedroom, meaning he didn't notice he wasn't the only one watching Hardy go or thinking if the list actually was in the bedroom. "I'm guessing that you're only telling me this because I'm not a cop anymore?" ventured Yuri before going back to her glass of wine.

"Pretty much," admitted Cooper with a grin, downing more of his beer and feeling the effects of alcohol begin to manifest. "But they should be able to get ahold of anything you might need, guns, ammo, whatever. You might have to mention that I referred them to you, but I'll make sure you have all that before I go, unless you need it sooner?"

Yuri snorted, then looked down at the dwindling glass of wine and took another sip. "No, I don't intend to burn through as much as you always seem to," explained Watanabe. "That, and most of the Maggia guys have found a rock to hide under, but when they come out, I'll be waiting." There was a brief moment as Cooper merely nodded and enjoyed the last of his Lone Star, since he probably wouldn't be able to get it in France. Likewise, Yuri had downed the last of her drink before speaking again. "There was one more thing," she began before pausing nervously, "The car. Any ideas what to do with that?"

Grimacing, Matt looked down at the empty beer and considered getting a third before thinking better of it, he could still feel the effects of that second one and wanted to keep some of his wits about him. "That's a tough one, there are a few places you can keep it since I wouldn't advise street parking it. That car does get a lot of attention."

The sound of the bedroom door opening caused Matt to look over at it before his mouth promptly dropped open at the sight. Felicia was standing in the doorway, one hand on her hip while the other held a few strands of silvery hair. Gone were her casual clothes from earlier, now replaced with a dark red lace babydoll that exposed much of her cleavage, and was sheer enough to allow Matt to see her pink areolas through the material. A single satin ribbon held the garment together while leaving her stomach exposed, allowing Matt to see that she wore a matching thong, the waistband of which looped up high up over her hips to accentuate her long legs, which themselves were covered in matching sheer stockings. Smiling seductively, Felicia's eyes flickered from Matt to Yuri, "It seems like the car isn't the only thing that gets a lot of attention."

Matt was shocked into silence so that he only watched as Felicia turned towards Watanabe and strode across the room. The lace negligee barely held together as her beautiful breasts made a valiant effort at bouncing out of their sheer confines. Once she passed him, Matt could see the way her asscheeks practically swallowed the thin lace thong before she came to a stop and stood over Yuri, who Matt noticed was biting her lip nervously, but hadn't shrunk away. "I was worried you two would start without me," purred Felicia as she bent over to look Yuri in the eye. Placing a hand on each armrest either side of Yuri, Hardy then said, "And while I'm glad you didn't, I think it's time to fix that."

Then, much to Matthew's surprise, Yuri leaned forward, and her lips met Felicia's. While their lips began to mingle, Hardy began to slowly wave her ass from side to side as she grabbed both of Watanabe's hands and pulled the Asian woman to her feet, their lips locked together the entire time. Skillfully, Felicia began to unbutton Watanabe's shirt before shoving the plaid garment off Yuri's shoulders. Withdrawing her arms from the sleeves, Yuri let her shirt fall to the floor, exposing her upper body to the couple, who both eyed the exposed skin hungrily.

A mixture of confusion and arousal clouded Cooper's mind as he watched the scene before him continue to unfold. His girlfriend's hands worked their way down to the other woman's jeans and deftly undid the belt while Yuri herself tugged her jeans down and shimmied out of them until she joined Felicia in being clad solely in a set of lacey underwear. Seemingly eager to get her hands back on the body of the platinum blonde, Yuri reached out, placing one hand on the back of Felicia's head and pulled her in for another deep kiss. Watanabe's other hand slipped a strap of deep red lace off Hardy's shoulder before squeezing the soft flesh of the bustier woman's breast.

After what seemed like an eternity, but had only been a few seconds, the two women broke off their kiss and simultaneously turned to face Cooper. "So stud," began Felicia wickedly, "Figure it out yet?"

Tearing his eyes to Felicia's exposed chest, Matt gave Yuri another look. Even standing beside Felicia Hardy, the Asian woman looked good, lithe and lean from head to toe. One unexpected feature was a surprisingly intricate and beautiful tribal style tattoo around her upper left arm, but Matt's gaze shifted to her other features. Her smaller b cup breasts framed by a lacey lavender bra that matched her high waisted panties. It was then that the penny dropped, Yuri didn't strike him as the kind of woman who normally wore lacey underwear, and the fact that she was couldn't have been an accident. Thinking back to his conversation with Felicia that morning, Matt couldn't help but crack a small smile as he stood, not attempting to hide the growing bulge in his pants.

"I think so darlin," replied Cooper as he approached the two women. Wrapping an arm around Felicia, the Pilot planted a kiss on her full lips as he felt her run a hand over his crotch. Barely hanging onto what remained of his composure, Matt looked at Yuri, who then promptly stood up on her tip toes to slam her mouth to his, her tongue probing his lips until he let it in and deepened the kiss. His hand reflexively went down to cup her tight ass, prompting her to moan into his mouth before he broke it off and pulled back. "You're sure about this then?"

"Damn straight I am," replied Yuri, still breathing heavily as she yanked up on his shirt at the same time a pair of hands from behind Matt did, their combined efforts quickly exposed his chest. "I need this, to have some fun tonight, with no strings attached."

"You're not the type to leave a woman's needs unsatisfied, right Cowboy?" purred Felicia into his ear. "Because I'm going to make sure she gets what she asked for," continued the platinum blonde vixen as she slipped out from behind Matt and sauntered towards Yuri. Cupping one of the Asian woman's tits, Felicia then stepped behind Yuriko and began kissing Watanabe's neck while fondling her breast. "If you want to help me, then lose the pants and follow us Stud."

With that, the two women turned, wrapped an arm around each other's waist, and sauntered towards the bedroom with exaggerated swaying of hips. Entranced by the hypnotic sway of the beautiful pair of bottoms, Matthew could feel his erection strain against the confines of his jeans. Reminded of Felicia's words, he quickly began fumbling with his belt as the two women disappeared into the bedroom. Kicking the jeans into some corner to be immediately forgotten, Cooper, now in just his boxers, made straight for the still open door.

Rounding the corner, he saw that Yuri was sitting on the bed, with Felicia's back to him as she kissed the leaner woman into the mattress before she began to descend to her knees, planting a trail of kisses down Yuriko's body as she did. Watanabe was clearly enjoying the treatment, eyes screwed shut as she whimpered quietly at the delicious torment. Felicia had slipped her fingers under the hem of Yuri's lacey underwear before throwing a seductive look over her shoulder and yanking them down. Matt almost groaned as Felicia turned back to put herself between Cooper and Yuri's core, denying him a look at anything more than the back of her head.

"Oh my god!" cried out Yuriko suddenly, followed by a breathy moan that faded and was replaced by the sound of Felicia's tongue working over Yuri's womanhood. Knowing firsthand just how talented the silver haired vixen was with her tongue, Matt smirked at how he wasn't the only one who cracked when she applied her talents. But the sight of Watanabe slowly starting to unravel turned him on just as much as Felicia's head between her legs. Not able to resist his urges any longer, Matt circled the two women until he was behind Yuri and climbed onto the bed, wrapping both arms around her slim waist and pressing his bare chest to her back.

Dipping his head down, Matt began suckling on the nape of Yuri's neck, searching for her sensitive spots while his hands roamed her body. While he explored the woman's body, he could feel her hair on his shoulder as she threw her head back, her breathy moans hot against his ear. His eyes were treated to an even more wonderful sight, having a perfect view down on her breasts heaving in the confines of her bra, and beyond that, one of Watanabe's hands griped around Felicia's hand, holding the heiress tight to her core as the Cat ran her tongue along Yuri's slit.

Bringing a hand around Yuri, Matt grabbed a handful of the woman's toned ass before trailing it up her back, tracing his fingers along her spine until he reached the bottom of the only clothing she still had on. With practiced precision, Matt's fingers deftly undid the clasp on Yuri's bra and began slipping it off. Realizing what he was doing, Yuriko relaxed her weight onto him and lifted her arms so that Matt could pull the lacey bra off, exposing her tits to the air for the first time. As soon as the bra was off, Yuri brought a hand down to grab the one Matt still had caressing her toned abbs and brought it up to feel her boobs. Responding, Cooper began to carress and fondle the small breast gently before Yuri's hand clamped down on his, causing him to squeeze harder, eliciting a guttural groan from Watanabe. Feeling her breathing quicken, Cooper kept going, pinching and twisting one of her erect nipples, "Holy fuck!" screamed Yuri, "Both of you, keep going! I'm almost there!"

Neither wanted to leave her hanging, and so Matt moved his mouth from her neck to her lips, tasting her again, swallowing her moans as he gave the same treatment to her other nipple and swallowing up the ensuing moan. Down below, Yuri had begun actively griding her pussy into Felicia as the heiress lavished the clit of the older woman with her tongue until the combined assault had its desired effect. Yuri's whole body shook as she reached her climax, breaking off the kiss she was sharing with Cooper as she released a deep breathy sigh before relaxing and leaning against Cooper's chiseled chest. "Jesus that was good," finally managed Yuriko, "I think I'm going to need a minute."

Felicia pulled back as she licked her lips, lapping up the last of Yuri's juices before standing and shucking off her already undone babydoll. "Take all the time you need, now that I've had a taste of your pretty pussy, I want my fill of my stud's cock." In a display that Cooper never failed to enjoy, Felicia pulled down her thong to reveal her womanhood, clearly wet and ready for him. "Lay down, both of you," instructed Felicia, "I'm going to take you for a ride cowboy and let the lady cop watch."

Both complied as the platinum blonde got on the foot of the bed and crawled up it towards them on all fours, waving her ass around behind her as she moved up the bed with deliberate slowness. Matt could see how she stared intently at the tent in his boxers as she dragged her breasts along his legs and then over his crotch, making his cock twitch. "I hope you're as ready for me as I am for you stud," purred Felicia as she grabbed his waistband and tugged, Matt lifting himself off the bed to allow her to pull the boxers down and release his fully erect manhood, which stood proudly against the soft flesh of Felicia's breasts. Grabbing his cock and giving it a stroke, Felicia purred happily before crawling until she was looming over Matthew. "Now show her what she's going to be getting later," purred the Black Cat before sliding the head of his cock into her, prompting him to buck his hips and thrust up into her immediately.

As he felt the slick walls of her pussy surround his cock, Matthew planted a hand on Felicia's hip to hold her in place while the other pulled her down for a deep kiss. Tongues still entwined, Matt could feel Felicia begin to roll her hips and did the same, withdrawing until he pressed with the hand on her hip to force her back down on his thrusting cock and eliciting a deep moan from her. Both were unbothered by the third person on the bed as the two lovers quickly developed a rhythm of Matt plunging his cock into Felicia's tight pussy. Yuriko made her presence felt once again as the sound of her delivering a solid spank onto Felicia's bouncing ass filled the room. Felicia reacted by pulling back form the kiss and yelping excitedly, allowing Watanabe to move her hand up to grab one of Hardy's magnificent tits and roughly kneaded the supple flesh. Felicia moaned, her face obviously twisted in ecstasy at the combination of sensations as Matt decided to add one more.

"Fuck yes! Suck my tits!" screamed Hardy as Cooper ran his tongue over the hardened nipple that his lips had wrapped around. Both Yuri and Matt continued to work over Felicia's magnificent boobs while she slowed down her hips. Out of the corner of his eye, Matt saw Yuri on her side, one hand working over Felicia's breast while the other began to snake down her own body and reach between her legs, or it would have if one of Felicia's hands didn't grab Yuri's wrist. Things suddenly changed when Felicia drove her hips down and sat on Matt's cock, taking it as far as it could go as she looked at Yuri. "Why would you use your fingers when you could have his tongue?" she asked with a killer smile, "Lay back cowboy and let's see how she rides."

Smiling at the prospect of taking on two women at once, Matt let his head rest on the bed and turned to look at Watanabe expectantly. "Fuck," panted Yuriko as she got up and swung a leg over Matthew's face, allowing him to get his first good look at her dripping slit and the small landing strip that led to it. He didn't have much time to look before it was pressed against his mouth and he could taste Yuri on his tongue. Tracing around her pussy before running his tongue over her clit and feeling her shudder against his face while he wrapped his arms around her legs and grabbed her ass with both hands before plunging his tongue inside her moist core.

Simultaneously, Yuri began to circle her hips, directing his tongue to where she needed it most while Felicia resumed bouncing on his still erect manhood. With his tongue and cock simultaneously probing deeper inside two gorgeous women, Matt felt himself become drowned in ecstasy as he delivered a sharp spank to Yuri's shapely ass at the same time he thrusted up into Felicia, causing both to moan deliciously. Under both women, Matt was starting to feel his balls churn as his eruption approached, but he held it back with sheer willpower, determined to satisfy both women before he came.

Watanabe decided to help him, unable to keep her eyes off of Felicia and her bouncing tits, the Asian woman leaned forwards. Matt was still holding her cunt to his face, and braced herself with one hand on Felicia's shoulder while pulling Felicia to her. The two women made out loudly, tongues and lips exploring each other with frantic need as both women continued to ride the man beneath them. Yuri pulled back and shifted her gaze back down, using her hand to lift one of the thief's breasts up into her mouth where she lavished it with attention. Any words Hardy might have had descended into incoherence as Matt felt her pussy clench around his cock and instantly realized what was happening. Removing one hand from Yuri's ass, he brought it up to find Watanabe's own rock hard nipples and ran his finger over the nub. The response was for Yuri's legs to give out for a second, driving her seething slit against his face.

But the familiar tight squeeze of Felicia's pussy around his cock told Matt that she was at the end of her rope, only confirmed as her guttural cries reached his ears. With Yuri still suckling on her breast, Felicia rode out her orgasm, her juices coating Matt's cock and crotch before she finally came down from her high. A moment later, Yuri lifted herself off Matt's face, giving him a chance to take a few deep breaths, though he still could smell the arousal that she had left behind. With an agonizing slowness, Felicia lifted herself off Matt and lay down where Yuri had been a few minutes before, "You both got me off good," she complimented, giving Yuri's ass a smack, "But now you've got to finish the job."

Yuri seemed to have no problem with that as she leaned forwards and took Matt's cock into her mouth, causing Cooper go grunt at the sensation of her tongue exploring his manhood. Knowing that he was close to the edge, Matt pulled Yuri's pussy back down to his mouth to return the favor as the two began to 69 with increasing intensity. "She tastes good, doesn't she stud?" he heard Felicia purr in his ear, "Eat her like you eat me and so I can kiss you and taster her on your lips."

The words had their desired effect as Matt felt his cock throb and delved deeper into Yuri's folds, searching for her sweet spot as Felicia crawled down the bed and came to a stop when she was shoulder to shoulder with Watanabe. Leaning in close, Felicia brought a hand to Yuri's breasts, sensually caressing them as she nibbled on the Asian woman's earlobe before speaking into her ear. "He likes it when you seal your lips, take him deep, and really suck him off," she revealed. "Go on, take as much of him as you can, taste as much of me as you can Dirty Yuri." Matt instantly felt more of his member become surrounded by the warm embrace of Yuri's unfamiliar mouth as she bobbed her head up and down as the last dregs of his restraint faded fast. "Here it is, he's about to cum," warned Felicia just as Matt began to came and the first burst of cum shot into Yuri's mouth. Even if she was surprised, Yuri didn't flinch as more warm seed filled her mouth until it became too much. Lifting off his member, Yuri caught the last blast on her face as more dripped from her open mouth as she breathed heavily. "Good girl," crooned Felicia as she leaned in and licked the cum off Yuri's face before swallowing it all and letting out a content sigh. "Too good to waste."

Matt, breathing heavily, watched the whole scene play out from under Yuri's pussy as the woman who had just sucked him off swallowed the rest of his load and hummed happily. "I can see why you keep him around," drawled Watanabe as she leaned down and kissed his softening cock before dismounting his face, "But I'm close, and I don't think he's going to be much help."

Felicia grinned, "And I bet you want something other than a tongue this time?" asked the Thief, When Yuri nodded, Felicia's grinned only widened, "Then sit down and spread your legs, I'll finish you off."

An exhausted Cooper watched as the two women sat down facing each other, both with their legs spread to expose their cunts to his gaze. Yuri's had that small landing strip of dark hair that stood in contrast to the small tuft of equally well-groomed off-white hair that Felicia had above her own pussy, opposites as much as the rest of the two women. That didn't seem to matter as Felicia guided Yuriko into position with her right leg flat on the bed while her left lifted that side of her body off the mattress while Felicia did the same before sliding their bodies together until their most intimate regions met and pussy lips interlocked. Felicia then reached out and grabbed one of Yuri's hands, saying, "Time to give him a show now."

With that, Hardy began to work her hips in smooth circles, stimulating Yuri's clit with her own nether lips as Watanabe began to reciprocate. Matt watched with growing arousal as the two pressed their seething hot snatches together with growing fervor. Soon their moans filled the room, causing Cooper's manhood to begin to harden once again, but he wasn't ready to go again, not yet. The two women didn't seem to mind, fully enraptured with each other as the speed of their grinding increased. Pussy lips and clits pressing and rubbing against each other proved to be enough to bring them both to a climax as both women stiffened and rode out their orgasm before collapsing onto the mattress, breathing heavily.

Seeing that they both needed a minute, Matt satisfied himself with gentle caresses and kisses on lips, breasts, stomachs, or any part of them that he wanted to give attention to. When he licked Felicia's core he could taste both her familiar flavor as well as the newer one that belonged to Yuri. This treatment kept up for a few minutes, savoring every supple curve, soft breast, flat stomach, toned leg, and flared hip. Suddenly, Yuri stirred, rolling away from Felicia and fixed Cooper with a smoldering glare before spreading her legs.

Understanding the unspoken invitation, Matthew's erect cock stood straight out as he made his way over towards her and settled in between her legs. "Take it slow," she said, to which Cooper nodded as he slowly slipped the head of his dick in between her nether lips. Matt could feel Yuri's velvety smooth walls grip his manhood as he slowly pressed deeper into her, eyes locked on her face to watch for any signs of discomfort until he saw her grimace and stopped. "It's fine, I'm fine," she assured instantly as he felt her clench around him, "Jesus you're big," she breathed, causing Cooper to chuckle. "Okay, keep going," she urged, and Matthew dutifully complied. Sliding further in, Matt had to place his hands on Yuri's thighs eventually ran right up against her cervix before slowly withdrawing and then pressing back in.

Soon, he was thrusting into her, not with the same speed or intensity he might use with Felicia, but his hips slamming into hers with a satisfying slap in time with each thrust. The tight cunt that his cock was sheathed in sent euphoria up his spine, but Yuri was enjoying it even more as she writhed and moaned on the bed, throwing her hands up to grab the headboard as Matt loomed over her, holding her legs apart and she rode out Matthew's precise and practiced assault until her climax came roaring up. "Fuck me! Keep fucking me! I'm cumming!" she cried out before her release rammed into her and sent screams tumbling out of her mouth as arousal poured out of her pussy.

Withdrawing completely to reveal that his still hardened cock glistened with her juices Matt heard a moan from behind him and turned to see Felicia watching, her own fingers plunged into her pussy. "Why use fingers when you could have a tongue?" asked Yuriko suddenly, causing Matt to look back at the woman as she rolled over and pushed herself up onto all fours before crawling towards Felicia. Realizing what was coming, Felicia smiled and opened up her legs to allow Yuriko access as the Asian woman leaned down, wrapping her arms around Felicia's toned thighs and hovered over the Black Cats pussy.

Matt watched as Yuri hesitated for a second before her tongue gave a long lick along the length of Felicia's slit. Slowly, carefully, Yuri began to explore the pussy of another woman for the first time. Felicia, understanding of this, simply relaxed and let Watanabe explore to her hearts content, but soon felt the older woman's tongue venture deeper into her cunt. Matt watched as Felicia's face showed just how effective Yuri was. But he also noticed that Watanabe held her ass up high, legs spread to expose her pussy to Cooper as she waved it from side to side.

"How is she?" asked Matt as he lined himself up behind Yuri, hand kneading her tight ass as he ran the other up a leg and along her dripping slit.

"Not bad," replied Felicia as she had one hand on Yuri's head, subtly guiding her to where she would have the most effect while using the other to fondle her own breast. Matt watched as Yuri dove deeper into Felicia and was rewarded with a breathy moan. "Getting better," added Felicia as she thrust her hips up into Yuri's face, "Give her some motivation to keep learning."

Smirking back at his girlfriend, Matt lined up behind Yuri and slowly pushed in, causing Watanabe to moan into Felicia's muff, causing the platinum blonde's breath to hitch. Hands gripping Yuri's hips, Matt held her steady as he pressed in deeper until his hips were pressed into her ass and his cock fully wrapped in slick, soft flesh. With some effort, Matt pulled out before sawing back into her, hands holding her steady as he ramped up his thrusts, plunging harder and faster into the warm depths of her cunt. The sight of the woman he was fucking eagerly eating out the woman he loved was a massive turn on that spurned Matt to keep ploughing Yuri's pussy with brutal strokes.

Cooper watched as Watanabe withstood his thrusts, ass jiggling each time his hips slammed into it as he drove his cock into her. At the foot of the bed, Yuri's fingernails dug into Felicia's pale skin as Watanabe continued to devour the platinum blonde's pussy.

Feeling his climax approaching, Matt slowed the pace to make each thrust count as he hammered Yuri's pussy with long, deliberate strokes from behind. Each thrust made the small woman bounce, and just as Matt felt himself hang out on the ragged edge, nearing his climax. In a haze of lust and arousal, Matt did what he usually did and thrust as hard and deep as he could, triggering Yuri's climax as she clamped down tightly around him as he came, his cock erupting inside her as the pussy milked it for every drop. Her own climax caused Yuri to suddenly bite down on Felicia's pussy, her teeth digging into soft skin and pressing down on Felicia's clit, triggering Hardy's own climax as she screamed out and covered Yuri's chin in her sweet juices.

All three, exhausted, collapsed down on the bed in a tangle of limbs, sweet shined skin pressed together as the chests of all three heaved. As they all caught their breath, each slowly made their way to the head of the bed, laying down on the pillows with Matt sandwiched between the two women. Wrapping an arm around each one, he could feel both press their breasts against his chest and their breaths against his neck when he felt a pair of small breasts jiggle against his skin. "What?" he asked as he turned to look at Yuri.

"It's a good thing I took a pill before I came," she replied as he felt her smile against his shoulder, "Because I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow."

"Oh, trust me," interjected Felicia as she snuggled up against Cooper and reached out to rest a hand on Yuri's face, "You'll be feeling a fucking like that for a week, at least."

"Hmm… worth it,"

Closing Notes: That's it. No idea when I'll come back to this, I intend to when I have some material to put here but I don't know when that will be.

Go ahead and review or PM if you like this idea and want to see more, as well as if you have any ideas for stuff that would fit here. It can be anything including fluff, side stories focused on minor characters, whatever. I just have to like it and it not fit into the mainline story.

Stay Frosty, Misfit Delta out.