(A/N: This chapter, man…this chapter… There's chapters that are a bitch to write and then there was this one. Interestingly enough, each of these sections was supposed to show how Dave and Mindy were getting along as both superheroes and as people and have their own chapters, but I felt I should really get the plot moving along so I clipped them all together into one which was…tricky… I'm happy with the ending result though, which is the important thing. As usual, let me know what you think.)

Two guards. Two. This was almost fucking insulting. Two guards. If Dr. Shelby had warned anyone that she'd planned to escape then they obviously hadn't taken him very seriously. What's more, there were two guards and another inmate who was being transferred as well. That kind of implies that only one guard was actually paying attention to her. And Mindy knew these guards. One of them was fucking inept. They might as well have put in glowing neon, "Hit Girl, exit here."

She thought it might have been a trap at first. The whole trip, she was eyeing the situation, using the little windows in the back of the truck to see if there were any other security vehicles following them. There was nothing and she had, by her calculations, another half hour until they arrived. That was only estimation, she had to be careful. Mindy looked over to the other inmate, curious if she was a plant. She looked a little older than Mindy, her long, curly brown hair was covering most of her face and she was sitting silently as well. Mindy was pretty sure she'd seen the girl around before, so if she was a plant she'd been there for awhile. It wasn't very likely. Now was the time.

Mindy glanced quickly and neither of the guards were looking at her. Moving swiftly and quietly, Mindy shuffled around, using her flexibility to her benefit as she lifted her legs and maneuvered herself so that her hands were now in front of her. She blinked suddenly as she saw that the other inmate was finishing up the exact same movement that Mindy had just done and was looking back at her expectantly.

What the fuck?

Mindy shook her head. This was not going to be some kind of double break out. She was not going to fuck up her plan by trying to fit someone else into it. The girl shook her head right back and motioned to the guard that was next to her, the inept one. A silent argument went on between the two of them, back and forth about whether the girl would be joining her or not. Unfortunately, as soon as Mindy started the plan, she was on borrowed time. As soon as one of the guards noticed that the girls weren't handcuffed from behind anymore, they'd know something was up and the plan would go to shit.

Fuck!

Mindy let out a little growl, which drew the attention of the guard that was actually a threat and looped her arms around his neck, silently applying a sleeper hold on him. She was about to use her legs to apply one on the other guard as well when she saw that the other girl was mirroring her again. The girl's technique wasn't nearly as good and Mindy had to frantically move her own legs to demonstrate how to hold the other guards' so he wasn't flailing around so much. Too much banging and the driver might know something was up.

There was a hidden area in Mindy's jumpsuit where she had a lockpick and in a few minutes, the guards were out and Mindy was free. Phase 1 was complete.

"Hey…what about me?" The girl whispered harshly.

Mindy was deciding about whether to give the girl a verbal or physical 'Fuck you', when she decided to give her a test to see if this was a trap. In a quick motion, she blew the lockpick at the girl and went to the door. Lockpicking isn't something people can just do. If those cuffs immediately fell, that girl was going down. Mindy studied the door. Excellent. She could hear the girl fumbling with the pick, and the lock on the truck looked like it was closed but it was faulty…just as it should have been.

"Uh…some help here?"

"Shut up." Mindy grumbled. The road was about to get bumpy, and she'd need the noise. As soon as the rumbling started, she backed up and rammed into the door, forcing it open and catching one of the seats so she didn't go flying out of it.

"Holy shit!" The girl squealed as the lockpick went sliding out the door.

Mindy gave a double take as she looked back and saw that the girl had somehow managed to unlock one of the cuffs and was still looking in awe. Mindy didn't have time for this shit. Her borrowed time was up the moment that door was open because there were other cars on the street. With a sigh, Mindy got a quick view of the street and made a run for it. She'd roll with the momentum, be as close as possible to the edge of the road and then book it. She'd break 2-3 bones, tops, maybe a few fractures. The jump? Perfect. The roll? Painful, but acceptable. Edge of the road? Perfect. Everything would have gone according to plan if she hadn't looked back.

The other girl was a gymnast, or a ballerina or some shit. To her credit it was very good jump. But the way she jumped, she was preparing to land on a non moving surface. That meant she was about to break every bone in her legs and then get hit by a car and die. As she told Dr. Shelby, being a superhero is about split decisions. Mindy was airborne before she knew she'd made the decision. The two bodies slammed into each other and Mindy kept rolling until they were both out of the road. She tried to focus the impact on her upper body. She needed her legs.

"Such a FUCKING idiot!" Mindy swore in frustration.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The girl frantically apologized. "Are you ok-?" Her eyes bulged as she realized that Mindy was already running.

Mindy knew she needed to put as much distance between her and that truck as possible. There were woods, but that would only help so much. Run. That was what needed to happen right now. Run and run and don't stop. Use the adrenaline. Run. Ignore the cocksucking whore who's running after you for now. Deal with her later. For now, just run.

After clocking a good 2 hours, Mindy found herself surprised the girl was still following. Nowhere near as fast of course, but she obviously wasn't going to just shake the bitch off like she initially thought. Now was the time to deal with her. Immediately turning direction, Mindy ran up to the girl in full Hit Girl mode. "Do you know who fuck I am?"

"Huh?" The girl squeaked.

"DID I STUTTER, YOU STUPID CUNT?! DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM?!" Mindy roared.

"yes…you're…"

"Who are you?!" Mindy interrupted.

"I…I…"

Good. Fear. Mindy could use fear. In fact, it was a preference."Your name's 'I'? What kind of a fucking name is that?"

The girl's jaw was trembling as she finally answered, "…Catt..it's Catt…"

"Okay, Catt. This is where we part ways. You are NOT following me anymore. Am I fucking clear?!"

"…crystal…"

Good, keep her off balance. Make this quick, the nearest safehouse is still a ways off. "What were you in for?"

"…what…?"

Mindy paused and cracked her knuckles, trying to ignore the pain in her arm. "Okay, so you don't know who I am. Allow me to introduce myself."

"wai-wai-wai-WAIT!" Catt skittered back. "I KILLED MY BOYFRIEND!"

Mindy crossed her arms. "And?"

"I don't know…" And when Mindy made a move, Catt freaked. "I DON'T! That's why I was there, I don't remember any of it! He…he hit me and..and…I don't know …I just woke up and there was just….blood everywhere and I was holding a knife and…apparently I stabbed him 39 times."

"…hm…not an even 40? That would have irked me…" Mindy muttered.

"…what..?"

"Nevermind that. You're not following me."

"…no…"

"So where are you going?"

"…um…probably my brother's…I think I can figure out where I am as soon as I can find a road…"

Mindy blanked. "You're going to your-…you know what? That's a great idea, Catt. Wish you luck with that. However…if you should get caught-."

"It was all my idea and I never saw you?" Catt added.

"Good girl. And if you do ever lead to me being caught again…you better hope to God we don't get locked up in the same place. Now. Run." Mindy smiled a little too widely."Before I change my mind and do the smart thing and kill you anyway." To be honest, for a girl who'd been running for 2 hours, Catt really booked after that.

Mindy growled in irritation as she took another swing. Just like she had remembered, Dave's strength came from his defense. His power came from his ability to evade. He moved so quickly he was just very hard to hit. It was quite effective since you used so much energy trying to hit him that it'd be easy pickings once he decided to put up an offense. Once Mindy figured out this strategy, the fight became more about endurance than anything else. She had to pick her spots to attack. Pick her spots and hope that Dave wasn't as good as he thought he was.

Taking him down was hard enough, but taking him down and keeping him down was downright infuriating. But Mindy's ego wasn't going to allow her to lose this. Everyone has a weakness. She just needed to find an opening. Time was ticking and she had this feeling that when Dave finally started to put up some offense it would be up. He was looking for a target as much as she was. He was being ridiculously patient. It was a good strategy. However that just wasn't Mindy's style. She didn't wait, she pressed the attack. She just needed to get in close, attack him with something he'd have a hard time defending against.

And then it was over. Just that quickly. Dave had defended expertly against a variety of attacks but when Mindy had gotten close enough, he hadn't been able to stop her from using her entire body. By the time he realized what was going on, Mindy's legs were wrapped around his neck and she was not letting go. Sure Dave had the strength but there was no way to utilize it. Well…he probably could if her were willing to start breaking bones, but she was banking on him not being that desperate for a blowjob. That left two options. Either Dave gave up or he went to sleep.

"Gotcha, Bitch." Mindy quipped, triumphantly.

"Oh…GOD…!" Mindy moaned, clutching the headboard as wave after wave of happy shudders went through her body. Dave smiled, his tongue obviously getting its desired reaction as he clutched onto Mindy's ass, forcing her hips toward him and licking her even more furiously. It as if he was feeding on her whimpers and her moans, the way she'd scream his name and squirm with her aftershocks before he finally gave her a reprieve with soft kisses along her pussy. Mindy bit her bottom lip with a final shudder before letting out a contented moan.

"Well…how was that?" Dave asked, grinning a little wider as he continued his kisses along her inner thighs.

"Mmmm, definitely worth it…"

Dave raised an eyebrow. "Worth it?"

"The pain in the ass of fighting you." Mindy replied, sticking out her tongue. "You're going to have to show me how you move like that, by the way."

"I'll see what I can do." Dave chuckled. "Want to go again?"

"Does Wolverine have to be careful when he fingerbangs someone?"

"…oh…God…mental image…" Dave groaned, ignoring Mindy's smirk. "Anyway, was that fine, or did you have a 'move or two' to show me?"

Mindy blushed slightly as she started to bite her lip again. "C'mere…" She motioned with her head.

Dave smirked as he shifted his weight, moving closer and closer to Mindy, who grinned back at him. Closing her eyes, she moved, claiming Dave's lips. The two heroes eagerly kissed each other, moaning hungrily as Dave's eyes bulged. Mindy was doing something quite…interesting with her tongue. At first he just enjoyed the new sensation, reveling in the taste, the feel of Mindy's tongue which still sent surges of excitement through him.

Mindy moaned even louder, realizing when Dave finally got what she was doing. He started to mimic her technique, swirling his tongue like she was doing with hers, mirroring her actions as she responded to him more and more. "Mmmmm…" Mindy sighed as the kiss was finally ended. "Got it?"

"Yeah," Dave answered, with a laugh. "I got it. Those were some…interesting pressure points you were using there… Though I am kinda curious why you never kissed me like that before."

Mindy looked back with a coy smirk before answering, "Duh, Dave! The Swirly Go Round is a secret technique! I can't just start using it at the beginning."

"Swirly Go-…actually…that's a pretty good name."

Mindy chuckled. "I know, right? I wish I'd come up with it." As soon as those words left her mouth, she immediately knew they were a mistake. Dave's eyebrows raised slightly with curiosity and Mindy decided to nip it in the bud immediately. "You going to ask me a question that I won't answer anyway, and do note, it will only piss me off, or are you going to show me what you learned?"

Dave smiled back, and answered the question by leaning forward and giving Mindy's lips a peck before he started working his way down again. Mindy's hands found their way around Dave's head, not so much pushing him down to his obvious destination as much as fondling his hair in appreciation. Her breath hitched as his lips reached that destination and his tongue started to explore her pussy again. "Ooooh, Dave…" Mindy moaned. He wasn't using the technique she'd taught him yet, but she didn't expect that he would immediately. Dave seemed to be enjoying the tease at the moment. If she were being completely honest, she was enjoying it too. He was still getting plenty of a reaction as her hands tightened around his head and her hips began to roll with him.

"Ho-LEE-FUUUUUUuuuUUuuUUUuCCCccCCkkkkKK!" Mindy cried out as he started to really go for it. "Holy shit! This is so much better when you're the one doing i-iiiiiIIIIiiIiIIIIiIyieyieyieyieyieyieyieeEEEEEE!" It was like Mindy's mind had gone completely blank and her body had a total mind of its own. She felt like she was finally coming down from her orgasm, but Dave's tongue just wouldn't stop. Mindy could feel her hips lifting higher and higher until she was full on arching her back, another orgasm jolting through her. And Dave still wasn't stopping! Her hips were so high he actually had to switch his position so he could still reach her and he was still going.

"You…AGH…fucking…asshole…OH FFFFFFFFFFFUCK! Stop…laughing…" This only caused Dave to laugh more, but as he was laughing so hard that his tongue was completely preoccupied with it, he couldn't lick anymore. Mindy collapsed on the bed, panting hard as she tried to catch her breath.

"Was…that…" Dave chuckled. "Was that a Xena war cry back there?"

"Shut…the fuck…up…" Mindy gasped out in between pants. "Just…let me die…"

"Okay, but first I need to make you do that noise again to be sure." Dave moved his head towards Mindy's crotch again, but her hand immediately went up to push his head away before using her remaining energy by kneeing Dave in the ribs. This only made him laugh harder.

"This is boring." Hit Girl complained.

"This is efficient." Dave replied, crouching as he took aim.

"Boring! Boring is the word you're looking for Cock Blaster." Mindy grinned as Dave looked back slightly at the name. It was his own fault. As long as he refused to give himself a superhero codename, Hit Girl told him she'd keep making them up on the spot. He could stop it at any time.

Dave started to ignore Hit Girl as he fired 4 darts, and immediately in the alley below the rooftop the duo were stationed at, 4 bodies fell and the woman they were stalking ran out of the alley. "See? Simple."

"Boring!" Hit Girl grumbled, crossing her arms.

Dave sighed, looking back at Mindy. "Fine, next time we can do it your way and I'll just back you up from up here."

"Awesome!"

"And should they happen to mysteriously fall asleep before you can attack them, well…shit happens."

Mindy growled. "Yeah, I know the kind of shit that won't be happening when we get back if you keep doing that."

"Where's your sense of competition?"

"Fuck you, Night Condom."

"Mindy! Come on! We can still make the previews if we hurry up!" Dave called out, impatiently waiting at the door.

"For fuck's sake! Calm your shit! I'll be ready in a second!"

Dave rolled his eyes before Mindy finally stepped out of the room, ready to leave. She made a face at Dave as she walked by, only to get suddenly slammed against the wall. Mindy almost went on the defensive until she caught on, and her face suddenly changed.

"Goddamit, Dave! What did I do this time?!" Mindy unconsciously moaned as she felt Dave's lips on her neck.

Dave growled as he pulled Mindy closer to him. "Mmm, those shorts…"

"They fit!" Mindy complained. "I made sure they fit! Everything I'm wearing, fucking fits! Do you know how long it took me to look through my clothes to find shit that fits other than my workout clothes?"

"I could see your ass…" Dave groaned, kissing across Mindy's shoulder. "…when you were walking…"

"Seriously? Are you fucking kid-huuuuuuuu!" Mindy's words vanished as she felt Dave's fingers reaching between her legs and easily finding access to her tight, wet spot. A tremble went through her as she realized that Dave obviously wasn't completely full of shit because he got his fingers in there way too easily without actually taking off her shorts.

…goddammit…

Taking her shudder as an invitation, Dave claimed Mindy's lips, moaning just as hungrily as she was, inserting his fingers deeper, reveling in Mindy's squirms. "But…ugh! Dave, we're…FUCK!...gonna be…mmmm…late…fuckfuckfuuuuuuuck!"

"We'll catch the next show." Dave grunted, pulling his fingers out of Mindy just long enough for him to unbutton and then pull down her shorts, taking her panties with them.

"No we won't…" Mindy moaned, pulling off Dave's shirt.

"The one after that…" Dave jerked down his pants, and immediately lifted Mindy again, wrapping her legs around his waist and pressing her against the wall.

"Mmmmm…" Mindy desperately kissed Dave again the moment their faces were level. "No we won't…"

"Tomorrow, then."

Mindy nodded eagerly as she felt Dave entering her and slamming her against the wall over and over. "FFFFFFuck! Yeah…tomorrow's good. So…so fucking good!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Tomorrow's! Awesome!"

"Fuck!-Ing!-Awe!-Some!"

"Or…the…day…after…"

"Shut up and fuck me, you bastard!"

"Mindy, do we have to do this?" Dave sighed.

"Oh don't be like that." Mindy called from the bedroom. "This'll be fun, I promise."

Dave glared at the door. "What in the world…gives you the idea that I would even want to go to a Con, much less dress in costume for it?"

"Oh stop being such a big baby, Dave. It's not even that much of a costume. This used to totally be your thing."

"Used to, being the operative part of that sentence. Also, if it's not that much of a costume then what's taking you so long?"

"Well, my costume's tight as fuck. Yours, not so much."

Dave looked over to the bag next to him with a long sigh.

"I hear you in there, Dave. If you're sighin' you're not putting on the costume. For fuck's sake, it's not even really a costume."

Dave raised an eyebrow as he looked down at the bag again. "I can see the wig…"

"DAVE, I WILL STAPLE THAT SHIT ON YOU, I SWEAR!" Mindy roared from the room.

Dave grumbled as he went through the bag. As Mindy said, short of the wig, it wasn't actually a costume. It was just jeans, a t-shirt with 'Thug Boy' across it, a leather jacket, boots, and a pair of shades. "Okay, fine…I guess I can-" Dave was cut off when he saw what Mindy was wearing as she stepped out. He was immediately in the mind of when Mindy had first introduced him to 'Jessica' and he was so dumbfounded that he could barely put together a reaction.

Mindy was wearing a skintight, shiny, blue outfit with a yellow triangle right above her chest. The words skintight didn't quite do it justice, and once Dave was able to tear his eyes away from Mindy's body he was able to see a somewhat familiar sight. A mask that was similar to her Hit Girl one, only blue, and over it, Mindy was sporting a blonde wig.

"Weird being blonde again?" Dave stated, clearing his throat and trying his best not to ogle Mindy's costume too much.

"It is, actually…" Mindy replied, chuckling. She couldn't help but to notice Dave's initial reaction, though he was doing his best to play it off. "You still don't want to go with me?"

"You're actually planning on going out like that?" Dave raised an eyebrow. "Around actual people."

"You seem to like it." Mindy glanced down to Dave's crotch. "I don't think it's just the wig."

Dave rolled his eyes. "Well obviously I like it, I love seeing you naked and that's what that looks like."

"It's supposed to." Mindy replied, looking over herself. "It's like…retardedly skintight in the comics. This is surprisingly comfortable actually."

"Like you're wearing nothing at all?"

"Ha ha." Mindy rolled her eyes. "You gonna help me rip this, or not?"

Dave blinked, still finding Mindy's outfit ridiculously distracting. "I'm sorry…what?"

"Duh, Dave. Empowered's costume gets ripped up all the time. It's how she loses her powers. You almost never see it in once piece."

Dave looked at the bag with his 'costume' and then over to Mindy's. "This…doesn't seem like the kind of comic you'd read…or person you'd dress up as…"

Mindy smiled back warmly. "Says you. It came out ages ago. See, the thing is…Empowered sucks as a hero. She didn't train or anything, she just jumped into it." Mindy grinned wider as she continued. "But despite that, she keeps on going. And she does end up making a surprising difference because she's a real hero when it comes down to it. Sound familiar?"

Dave didn't smile back. "She's fictional. If she weren't, then she'd be either dead or regretting that she survived…"

"Godammit, Dave…" Mindy sighed. There was no point in trying to tell Dave that she was actually inspired by his reckless stubbornness. Even more the fact that he used his loss to make himself an even better hero…sure, a borderline suicidal one but still…a better hero. She'd told him this time and time again and it did nothing. When he wanted to be depressed and moody, he was depressed and moody…unless she distracted him. "Well fine, if you don't want to rip my costume…" Mindy grabbed at material above her left breast and tore it a little too slowly, practically feeling Dave's eyes following her.

"…how ripped does it need to be?" Dave asked, looking at the exposed skin.

"Very…very ripped." Mindy smirked, about to grab the material in her inner thigh. "But I have to remember… that I have to go out in this…so…I can't rip anything that I don't want anyone else to see…"

"Right…right…we wouldn't want that…" Dave muttered, tugging at the material on Mindy's waist. "…I can help…"

"You still have to wear yours."

"…goddammit…"

"Shut the fuck up and rip me!"

"…so much I can do with that phrasing."

Mindy smiled warmly, tracing her fingers along Dave's bare back. It looked so massive against her hands. She kind of liked that. Just as she liked the difference in their skin color. The two of them had always contrasted. It seemed their recent changes while they were apart had only made them contrast more, short of their dedication to the mission and the fact that said mission had driven both crazy as fuck. That thought made Mindy chuckle a bit as she circled Dave's back muscles, laughing a little more as he began to react, groaning lowly and moving just enough that he could see Mindy now.

"Having fun?" Dave asked, smirking.

Mindy smiled wider, licking her lips as Dave let out a small shudder, her fingers continuing to slide across his skin. "Absolutely…"

Dave chuckled, swiftly flipping Mindy over so that he was now looming above her and leaned into a kiss. Mindy kissed him back, resting her hands on his arms and eagerly squeezing them. By the time their make out session was done, the two of them were breathing heavily, looking into each other's eyes.

"Why do you like having sex with me so much?" Mindy had been feeling emotional, the words just came out before she realized that she was even talking. But once she said them, she found she really wanted to know the answer.

"…is that a trick question?" Dave asked skeptically, looking over Mindy's body.

"No." Mindy answered. "I mean…you have sex all the time, right? With people way more…experienced than me. I know I'm a quick learner and all but-"

"Let me stop you right there." Dave interrupted, putting a finger to Mindy's lips. "Yes, I've technically had sex with more experienced people but…how should I put this…they have sex with David…you're the only one I fuck."

Mindy couldn't help it, that answer brought a bit of a smile to her face. "Really? You don't exactly have the best self control when you get all hot and bothered."

Dave laughed in reply. "Mindy…I can only let loose like that around you."

"Oh? And why's that?"

"Simple." Dave replied, smiling. "If I fucked someone else…anyone else…like I fuck you, they'd know how fucked up I am."

Mindy gave Dave a skeptical look. "Uh huh. And how would they know that?"

Dave blinked, as if he were waiting for the punchline, and when none was made, his smile returned. "Mindy…you…do realize…that we don't fuck like normal people…right?"

This seemed to catch Mindy's attention. "Wait, we don't?"

"No." Dave laughed. "We fuck like we've lost our motherfucking minds."

Mindy cocked her head to the side. "But it's so awesome."

"No doubt. We still fuck like psychos, though."

"Then…" Mindy pondered. "…how do normal people fuck?"

Dave got a thoughtful expression. "You know…when we're really exhausted…but we still want to fuck?"

"Yeah…that's kinda nice actually…especially when you randomly speed up…"

Dave nodded. "There you go. For the most part, that's normal people do it. And that's how David fucks all the time. Remind me to fuck you like a normal person sometime so you can see the difference."

"Fuck that!" Mindy scoffed. "I like that you fuck me different from everyone else. Makes me feel all special and shit."

There was a look that Dave would get occasionally when he'd stare at Mindy. It had so much intensity to it that with almost anything he said, she could just feel her body melting from it and she couldn't look away. It was like she was the only person in the world and would vanish at any moment if he didn't keep her there through sheer force of will. And that's exactly the way he was looking at her right now. "Mindy…you are all special and shit. Never doubt how much I…enjoy fucking you."

Mindy blinked, the gaze was almost intimidating. Once she broke free of it, she just rolled her eyes. "Oh for fuck's sake, FINE!"

Dave gave a skeptical look. "…what?"

Mindy gave an exasperated sigh as she sat up, crawling over Dave. "You better tell me if I'm doing something wrong." She grumbled, pulling off his boxers and spreading his legs.

"Not that I mind where this is going or anything but…what?"

Mindy rolled her eyes in response. "I was going to hold off on doing this for another bet but if you're going to get all mushy on me and shit …"

Dave took a deep breath. "No worries about me getting mushy when your face is that close to my dick."

Mindy smiled, her hand running up and down the length of Dave's cock which was in fact, absolutely not mushy. She grinned even more as Dave reacted, taking a deep breath in anticipation. With a chuckle, Mindy ran her tongue the head of his cock, and as soon as he moved, opened wide and took him in her mouth.

"Oh fuck…!" Dave groaned, as Mindy's lips enclosed around his erection. A vibration went through his dick as she moaned, bobbing her head up and down, gradually getting faster. "You sure…you haven't done this before?"

Mindy chuckled, releasing Dave's cock with a popping sound and then running her tongue along his shaft. "Porn. Lots and lots of porn. By myself most of the time, remember?"

"That explains a lot, actua-FUCK!" Dave was cut off again as Mindy took his dick in her mouth again, her hair going everywhere as she bounced furiously, swirling her tongue around him. A small smile appeared on Mindy's lips as she felt Dave's hands on her head, guiding her pace. As she got caught up in his nudging, Mindy began trying to take more and more of his member.

Dave shuddered, as he felt Mindy forcing him down her throat. "Uuuugh fuck…you know…you don't…have to…take all of it…" There was a slight pause from Mindy, before she let out a growl and redoubled her efforts, bobbing her head roughly, shoving Dave down her throat inch by inch with each thrust. Dave found himself smirking between moans. Mindy always had to make everything a competition. He hadn't intended that as a challenge, but that's obviously how she took the statement. He soon found he didn't care. Dave just threw his head back as Mindy kept with her frantic tempo only stopping to gasp for air only to dive on it again.

A loud groan rumbled through Dave as Mindy reached her goal. If he hadn't known from the sensation of her taking him so deep, he would have known from her triumphantly flipping him off with both her middle fingers, which was rather impressive considering she didn't stop what she was doing, then again she made it very clear she didn't need to use her hands anymore. This was one challenge he was perfectly happy to let her win. Especially as a wave of trembles rocked through Dave as he felt his orgasm getting closer, instinctively grabbing fistfuls of Mindy's hair. Mindy moaned loudly, obviously not minding his heavy handedness. This only urged Dave to get rougher with her, fucking her face until it reached its inevitable conclusion.

"Holy shit…" Mindy gasped as she was finally released, coughing a few times, trying to get her bearings back. "That was a lot of cum! And I didn't even have to swallow it…it just went right down my throat." She said, slightly awed as she grinned back at Dave, clearing her throat.

Dave lazily raised his hand in response, still trying to catch his breath as well as aftershocks jolted through his body. "Yeah…" It seemed like there was more to that sentence but Dave didn't have it in him to finish it.

Mindy's eyes were practically glowing as she started crawling to Dave again. "That was…awesome! Except that you almost made me pass out near the end there. I think…I…kinda liked that…"

Dave blinked before getting a thoughtful expression and then surprised Mindy when he burst into a fit of laughter. "God, we can't do anything like normal people can we?"