Angela moaned as my hands moved along her back, her supple skin slick with oil.

"Hey, Jon?" She asked.

I nodded, 'What is it?"

"Are you ever horny when you wake up?" she asked

I chuckle, "Sometimes, I guess, though I don't know why that's important."

"Well… I was just reading some stuff and I heard that guys tend to be horny in the mornings. You've never wanted to do that though, so I was a bit surprised." she explained.

I shrugged, "Well, I suppose that might have to do with my mess of a sleep cycle. Never really recovered from Uni. I don't really have a specific time I get horny. Maybe the middle of the night? If I'm awake, I get distracted easily, and with all the beautiful women around me lately, I tend to get at least a little aroused. Why?"

'Oh, when I was reading that, I thought about how I was really busy in the mornings and I was wondering if I had to switch some things around." She said absently.

I shook my head, "My angel, you don't need to do that."

She shook her head, "I always want to be available for you darling. If you ever want me, feel free to use me."

"Angela, there are four of us in this relationship. If I need sex and you are busy, I can see Gwen or Raven. All three of you being busy is pretty rare." I said as I popped her shoulders.

She moaned, "No, I mean, I want to be available for you. I'm yours, Jon. I'd feel bad if you had to find pleasure elsewhere just because I was doing something unimportant."

"Oh, you mean like that." I chuckled, "You want to be my free-use fuckdoll?"

Angela turned to look at me, "Free use?"

I chuckled nervously, "It's a genre of porn. The idea that a person has a deal with someone else that means that one of them can use the other sexually whenever and however they want. Sometimes while they are trying to do something else, or just interrupting them in the middle of various tasks."

Angela smiled, "That sounds great. If you ever want me, take me then."

"My angel, what if you are actually busy?" I asked, "What if you are working on something time-sensitive and I distract you?"

"Oh yeah, your power isn't precognition." Angela realises, "But can't you tell if I'm legitimately busy with something?"

I shake my head, "While I am great at picking up tells, I can't trust myself to know the difference between you being on or off a time limit when you are working, especially if I'm… distracted."

She laughed, "Maybe a signal then? If I shouldn't be disturbed I do something?"

"Something small, maybe. A hairpiece?" I asked, "But wouldn't it make sense to wear it as a signal that I can have my way with you?

Angela nodded slowly, "No, I want to be available for you whenever I'm not dealing with an emergency, so I'll only wear it when I need the time. But yeah, I guess that could work, what do you think? A hairband?"

I chuckled, "No, I've been wanting to try my hand on some jewellery now that I've gotten decent enough at smithing, so I think I'll make something custom. For all the girls, I think. Though we would have to talk to them."

Angela grinned widely as I flipped her over, "I'll call them right away!"

"Calm down, my angel." I chuckled, moving my hands down to her mound "I still need to finish with your message."

She mewled under my fingers as unnatural skill guided them to all of her most delicate spots.

With unerring focus and a firm hand, I quickly stole away her voice, recucing her to moans and mewls as I massaged her muscles.

She squirmed as I fondled her flesh, trying to stimulate herself as I carefully denied her release, but I kept her pinned, trapped in my grip.

I watched her writhe, her slick skin sliding over the silk sheets as I worked the warm glow of the biotic energies into her body.

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Angela smiled, "You got that working?"

I ginned, "Adapting cantrips like that to use life-force as fuel was pretty difficult, and even if I am starting to develop my own spark of magic, wearing myself out for menial tasks when I have this place plumbed for biotic energy seems quite silly."

Angela giggled, "I suppose it is."

I summoned my tablet and settled down next to her, pulling her in as she tried to cuddle into my side so that she could see my work.

"You did it?" She asked.

I grinned, "Well, the initial signs are going well. I had to resort to more magic to do it, but I was finally able to find a safe place to insert the new genetic code and trigger protein formation. The rats haven't shown any signs of cancer so far and their anaerobic stamina has gone through the roof!"

Angela grinned, "So you are working on tissue re-modelling next?"

I nodded, "It's going to take a while, Apparently the big issue was in the fact that I was trying to trigger wide-scale changes unnecessarily. This procedure should do well enough for minor changes like this, adding a few proteins here and there, cleaning up genetic degradation and fixing up telomeres, but for larger-scale changes? Trying to resculpt organs is frankly impossible with this particular setup."

Angela nodded, "Still, this is amazing! Do you think it's enough to start work on Blair? She really wants to help, but sometimes her skin temperature causes problems."

I nodded, "It should be possible. If I remember correctly, Talon lowered her heart rate by modifying the structure of her sinus nerve and then did something to the vascular structure under her skin to even out her blood flow and improve her aim… I'm fairly sure I can fix the first, but the second one is going to be troublesome until I can figure out how to manage large scale tissue manipulation."

Angela sighed, "Could you do something about the colder temperatures on her skin though? Even if it is a temporary patch until we have a proper solution.'

"I mean, I suppose I could engineer a few proteins that specifically break down sugars to produce heat so that her skin temperature is higher." I offered.

Angela beamed, "That sounds amazing!"

I nodded and went back over the results of the latest tests on the rats. Nothing out of the ordinary, the tissues showed the new proteins I had created, which managed to buffer CO2 and store extra oxygen."

Angela was looking over my notes as I scrolled through them. 'Um… Jon?" She asked.

I looke at her, "Yeah?"

"Did you remember to properly adjust the pluripotency induction for mouse cells." she asked.

My eyes widened and I stared at the notes. After scanning over the section for the third time, I facepalmed. "I don't think I did."

"Well, there's your problem!" She said with a grin.

I massaged my temples, "Well, I suppose that means that I can start work on the tissue migration techniques. Maybe if I remember that I'm working on rats I can see about actually making progress on getting the actual metamorphic process working."

Angela massaged my back, "Don't be too hard on yourself Jon You've made an amazing amount of progress on this already. It's taken you what? Less than a month to completely outdo the augments that Talon spent years developing for Widowmaker? The mechanism you have working on those rats is so much more elegant than the nonsense they shoved into her."

I sighed, "Thanks, I needed that. I kinda feel like I'm cheating a bit, but I know Moira has probably figured out some of the same stuff with biotic energy that we've managed to lift from the magical community."

Angela smirked, "Nah, she used nano-machines. That's what we use for tissue alteration and Blair's body shows signs of the micro-scarring associated with nano-mechanical tissue restructuring.

I quirked an eyebrow, "Really? Wouldn't that cause long term issues in muscle development and function?"

"Yep, but some people don't care." Angela shrugged, "and I suppose Moira used some of the biotic technology to stabilise the product to reduce the effect."

I nodded, "Huh."

"Come on, let's finish this up and get to bed before it gets too late. You have that meeting with Stark tomorrow."